THEM GOOD INTENTIONS GET LOST

˖ ࣪ ꒷ THEM GOOD INTENTIONS GET LOST ꒦

ᕱ featuring — sae itoshi. [blue lock]

౨ৎ synopsis : your shitty bf makes you cry during an argument, but sae wants to make you cry in a different way. wc: 1.8k ꒰ cw + tw: nsfw (18+). fem reader. angsty elements. mentions of arguments. cheating, reader has a bf. fingering. thigh riding. praise. unprotected sex. multiple orgasms. petnames. ꒱

you'd called him near the dead of night, he immediately answered hearing the ringtone specifically set for you, anyone else he would've probably ignored. you're bawling, speaking through sobs as you explain to him you'd gotten in to an argument with your boyfriend.

his heart aches, hanging unbearably heavy in his chest. almost guilty even though he's not the one who made you cry. which is still a bittersweet reality. if he was your man, he would've never made you cry in the first place.

his shirt is soaked with your tears from where your face is buried into his shoulder, but he doesn't mind. sae rubs soothing circles into your back, whispering sweet nothings to get you to calm down. a side of him so soft, something nobody besides you will ever see. he holds you so tightly. like he could lose you any second. but he feels like he's already lost, to that shitty excuse of a boyfriend. sure he's the one you come running to but eventually you'll leave. leave sae for that asshole, the thought makes his teeth grit. he fucking hates your boyfriend. he can't even pretend, he spends long nights praying there's a universe where he ceases to exist. your boyfriend isn't entirely stupid, he notices the tension but sae's your bestfriend after all so he chooses not to question the daggers sae is constantly shooting at him.

sae had only meant to comfort you, he really did. not wanting to cross any lines as you did have someone waiting for you at home. but those morals, the promises he made to himself erase entirely from his mind when he has you perched up on his lap, drinking in your surprised gasp as he crashes his lips into yours. you're both wound up in the fury of emotions, in too deep to care about anything else.

your clothes had been sinfully stripped from your body, leaving you fully exposed to the man in front of you. your bare cunt is sat on his muscular thigh, mindlessly grinding against it. he's awe struck, he can feel his chest bubbling with desire. "you're so beautiful, y/n." he says almost breathlessly like your presence alone had knocked the air right out of his lungs. the wet patch forming on his pant leg doesn't bother him, all he can really think about is how pretty you look, face contorted with pleasure because of him, not that boyfriend of yours.

"if only he could realize what he was missing. making you cry like that, i'd treat you so much better." he grumbles that last part, his true feelings slipping out before he can catch them. but you don't dwell on it, mind too fuzzy at the feeling of your clit knocking against the fabric of his pants. it feels amazing, but it's not enough. his ears perk up hearing you huff in frustration, "what's wrong, y/n? talk to me." his hand cups the side of your face, making you peer into the depths of his emerald eyes.

"need your fingers, sae. want them inside me, please.." you whimper, leaning into his touch and he swears his heart skipped a beat. he presses his lips against yours, kissing you like you're lovers.

sae was so quick to give you what you want, he's been dreaming of this moment and he'd be a fool to waste it. a man who could have anything he wanted until it came to you. but now he does have you, positioned so your back is pressed into his chest with your legs spread over his, fingers buried inside your cunt. "f-feels so good, sae." fuck how pretty you sounded moaning his name. his mouth attaches to your neck, sucking and kissing the flesh in hopes of getting to hear more of those noises from you. well, maybe to also get that prideful feeling of sending you home to your boyfriend with hickeys covering your body.

with his slender fingers working in and out of you so skillfully, your high rounds the corner rather quickly, "yes! yes! fuck, m close." he lets out a hum from where he's nestled into your shoulder, he snakes his palm over to rub your clit, giving you that final push until you were coming undone.

he hadn't crossed your mind once until now, you feel slight guilt crawling up your throat when sae's hovering over you, asking if this was okay and if you wanted to go any further. and of course you wanted to, but a part of you still wept for your boyfriend. all it took was that flash of unsureness in your eyes and he knew that you were thinking about him. his hands dug into the couch cushioning in a fury, trying to keep his composure. to be jealous of another man, no of someone in general was unheard of from the sae itoshi.

it feels like everything's moving slower, it doesn't show in his face for even a second but he's nervous while anticipating what you'll say next. could he have ruined your friendship? did you not feel the same? he's about to speak, about to apologize but you cup his face with both of your hands and give him a chaste kiss, so pure despite your naked bodies being tangled with one another. "you can keep going. i want it, please." you mutter shyly, flashing him a sweet smile, one that he lets out a relieved breath at, not realizing he'd been holding it in.

"i can't stand it," he starts, giving his throbbing cock a few strokes before he's lining himself up with you. "seeing you with him. i hate it, y/n. i want you to be mine. my girl, not his."

a long moan is ripped from your throat as you he pushes himself inside you, stretching you out on his girth. he grunts, swallowing back his own needy groans at the tight squeeze of your walls, the feeling exceeds anything he could've imagined. "sae.." you whine, nails digging into his strong arms that trap you beneath him. your hearts pounding at sae's confession, has he always felt like this? the way he looks at you with such desire, a look you've never seen him with. how haven't you noticed?

but you're sure you want this now. your 'boyfriend' is a non factor to you, any uncertainty was quickly washed away, getting lost in sae's presence. your mind, your heart, everything was swarming with the midfielder.

your legs are locked around his waist, digging your heels into his back to feel him closer, roaming his body with your needy hands. you can't help it, his body is so well defined from the time he spends playing football. a shiver runs up his spine and his hips stutter when your nails rake along his abs. he's more of a mess than he'd like to admit, hair clinging to his face that's sticky with sweat, eyebrows scrunched in pleasure. he looks so pretty like this, you think. your hands still at his biceps, clinging onto him as he draws more saccharine moans out of your throat and sopping wet noises from your drooling pussy. you're soaked, your arousal coats your lower half and soaks the cushions beneath you. "fuck, you're all mine, right?" there's a hint of desperation in his voice that he hopes you miss. sae can't control his emotions anymore, he needs to hear it from you, he needs to hear you want him the way he wants you. it feels like he's slowly losing his mind.

"yes, fuck! all yours, only yours, sae!" you whine in your fucked out haze but all of it is genuine. he dips his head down to press his lips into yours, hand finding its place on the side of your face as your tongues clash against one another in a messy kiss. he fucks you with so much passion, passion that your 'boyfriend' could never rival-

your phone vibrates against the wooden coffee table, snapping the both of you out of your trances. your head whips to the side to see your ex lovers name flash across the screen. sae reaches over to grab it before you can even react. "answer it." your face flashed with horror when he accepted the call, putting it on speaker and holding it to your face.

your ex's voice rings through your ears, he sound like he's been crying (like he isn't the one who wronged you in the first place) immediately trying to piece together excuses for his behavior. "look i'm sorry, baby. just come home, okay? i've been really worried."

"i-" you gasp when sae gives you a particularly sharp thrust, a daring smirk splaying across his face. he picks up the pace, slamming his hips against yours brutally, the slapping noises surely audible from the other side of the phone. "babe? are you okay? what the hell's-" sae's quick to cut him off though, "enjoy her beautiful sounds while you still can, you'll never get to fuck her like this again. she's all mine, got that?" and you knew it was wrong because you hadn't technically told him you were dumping him. but it's obvious now, no?

you didn't feel an ounce of remorse at that point, instead you purposely moaned louder making sure to tell sae, "s too big" "fuck feels so good" knowing that your ex can hear every word of it. the other end of the call was eerily quiet before blaring with spews of curses and claims of "i fucking knew it!", but sae hangs up not wanting to hear him rant about shit he didn't care about any longer.

you squeak in surprise when sae folds you in half, hiking your legs over his broad shoulders. the new position has him reaching impossibly further, unrelenting when pounding into your g-spot over and over. you're beyond delirious, helplessly clawing at anything around you to ground yourself. but he pins your hands together above your hand, enjoying the way you squirm and whine in his grasp.

your legs tremble from where they are dangling around his neck, the coil in your belly tightens as it gets ready to snap. he shushes your broken sobs and cries of how close you were, gliding his thumb over the tears that spilled over your lash line. "i got you, sweetheart. go ahead and cum for me." and you do with a squeal, your vision going white as you cream all over his cock.

ethereal is the only way he could describe how you looked right now. sprawled out, face twisted in bliss and mouth hung open with whimpers of his name. it's enough to have him cumming moments after you, groaning as he coats your walls with his seed.

"wanted to do this for so long, angel." he whispers, holding you in his arms but this time as your lover.

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Nsfw, 18+

Divorced!Toji who showers you in many gifts in the first few months of dating. He feels that as his new girlfriend you should have only the best of the best, being spoiled as much as you want. That of course includes with his cock.

"You want it again baby? What a greedy girl. Luckily I have a lot to give you. Come and take it, its all yours now. Yeah, your personal cock for my personal slut."

Divorced!Toji who invites you over when his ex and has you cuddled up next to him the whole time. It looks innocent enough but in truth you have a little vibrator on your clit for him to control with his phone.

"Shh, pet, you're being to obvious. I want to show you off but you know the rules. If you keep this up you won't end up getting your reward when she leaves. I want to give you a reward, but for thst you need to be good and stay still and quiet."

Divorced!Toji who pushes your panties down when his ex leaves and eats you from behind while you keep the vibrator pressed to your clit. He takes your very much wet panties and uses them to jerk off into, his growls and hums of delight traveling through your whole body.

"I swear you taste sweeter today. Do you get off on almost getting caught or was it just cause my ex wife was here? You want her to know don't you, how good I make you feel, how good we make each other feel."

"F**k your fav. 11 tries to see what's best" collection.

Part one - Weird Time

A/n: Hello. This is a collection of eleven one shots. I was inspired by the Gojo art (by hanlutt2021 on Twitter) which was literally called "F ** k your fav". Each part is linked together, but can be read in a different order. Except that the first part has to be read first to understand what's going on. Similarly with the last one. As for the story itself, this is just a smut. As you can see in the title, these are ten tries. If you are uninterested or underage, then don't read. As I create the next parts, at the end of each part I will paste a link to the next one. I hope you will like it. Have a nice reading!

Cw: 3k

„Satoru urges you to answer questions about sex. When you agree, you finally know what he really thinks. There was no big surprise. Until he finally gets the idea, right after sex, that he knows how to find the answer to the last question he couldn't answer.”

NSFW

"Satoru, I will not answer any questions related to sex! What we do in bed is our business!"

"Come on... It's gonna be fun. These are just a few questions. Besides, you don't have to send your answers! These are just questions that we answer!" He groaned throwing his hands at you. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you to him so that you would not go away.

"Satoru, no. We will not be–" you said pushing his hands down but he cut you off with another groan.

"(y/n)-chan..." he groaned with sad eyes. 

"No..."

"Please..." he descended more and more until he stuck his chin into your chest.

"I really don't. We have something else to do..." you grunted as you put your hands on his broad shoulders. 

When you looked at his face it looked Normal. A sweet and handsome face. Beautiful eyes highlighted with white eyelashes. But behind that face was your boyfriend's whole big body. But you have to admit it was nice watching his kneel in front of you. At least for a while.

He had to interrupt your thoughts with his plea.

"Why? Why don't you wanna do what I want? You do not love me anymore?" he asked in a sad voice. Later, his voice almost cracked. He frowned and closed his eyes. You thought he was going to cry. You were afraid that he would cry.

Whenever he cries, he is unbearable. In fact, he does it very rarely, but it is very often unbearable. Even if he doesn't cry. He's acting like a child. 

You hate it when he poisons your life with his pleas.

The weird thing about it at this point was that he was begging for something completely different from what he always did.  

He often pleaded this way for attention or for anything else.

He's never begged for sex like that. When he wanted to, he would just come over and take you to bed without asking permission.

And now... 

And now he asks if you can answer the questions found on the Internet. Plus these questions about sex. There is nothing wrong with that, but there is a slightly bad taste in your mouth at the very thought. Who completes such questions? Worse, who is sending them to your users? Maybe you're a bit curious about what the questions are typed in there, but it's a bit weird after all. Maybe even stupid.

Satoru's pleas continued. He wasn't going to stop, no matter what happened.

"Why do not you want?" he asked with an even sadder face. "You do not love me..." 

You thought tears would fall from his eyes. That's why you rushed with a reply.

"I have no time. Please, you can do it yourself." you smiled and stroked his head.

"You could have said you didn't want to go out with me..." 

"I don't–. Listen up. I love you, but I really don't feel like that." you told him trying to look soft and natural.

"If you love me, do what I ask you to do..."

"But–"

"So you don't love me–" 

"I love you! Let it be that way... Okay..." you will groan as you put your hand to your forehead. "Just don't cry, please..."

"Huh?" he would groan suddenly confused. His face twisted slightly in a grimace. "You think I'd cry?"

You widened your eyes slightly as you looked at his face. He didn't seem sad anymore. He didn't ask anymore.

And you already knew what he meant.

"Satoru! You little–!" you growled hitting his head. He chuckled softly saying "ow" but nothing else. He just laughed. "I thought you really were...!"

"You thought I'd cry to convince you? Haha! That would also be a way. But I don't want to cry in front of you!" 

"You–!" you threw his hands away and walked away from him. He got up to his full height and grabbed you again.

"Come on... Do not do that... You know I had to convince you somehow." 

He pulled you closer to him.

"No. Get off me!" you screamed offended by his behavior. 

As you struggled in his grip, he only laughed at your attempts to free him.

"Oi oi... Calm down a little." he smiled, inhibiting further laughter.

You turned towards him, giving him an ominous look.

"Oooh~ Kawai~! (y/n)-chan you're really kawaii when you're mad!" he groaned, leaning in to place a kiss on your temple. 

You moved your hand against his face.

"Aww... Honey..." he said in a lower voice. "Do not do that... I know you like it." he whispered in your ear. 

A pleasant shiver ran down your spine which made you straighten your spine tighter. Your body responded automatically to his words. 

"Honey... You see how your body reacts to me? You like to be dominated by me. After all, you are such a good girl..." lightly licked your ear testing the reaction. You exhaled harder, and his hands massaging your hips made it worse. 

With his head next to your cheek, you pushed him away.

"Hey!" he groaned with a smile. 

"I'm going..." you said running quickly from the room.

You were drawn back to him. He turned you over and pulled your chin upwards so that you could look at him.

"Where do you think you are going? Huh? We were going to do something." he said, closing his eyes a little.

"S-Satoru, really, not now." 

"You said we could answer questions." he said, stepping back a bit.

"Huh?" You groaned in surprise. He still meant these questions? "Questions?"

"Yes. I did not ask you to answer with me, to go away now."

You looked aside with a little blush.

"Wait... Did you think that– God... No! Not now! Unless you... want to?" you want asked with a smile. "I was going to fuck you nonsense later anyway. But we can change our plans and do it now." 

"N-No! Let's go and answer these questions!" you pushed him aside and sat down in front of his laptop. 

Suddenly he came sitting down next to you.

He opened his laptop and flipped on one of the open tabs. 

When the page was fully loaded, you saw the following text:

Sexual Preference Test for Couples

You thought there was a reason Satoru wanted to do this. After all, it's for couples.

You read on.

„This test will allow you to compare your sexual preferences and also show your partner what you like and what you don't. At the same time, you can have a good time answering the questions together.”

Description not as bad as it may seem. It was even encouraging. 

"We begin?" Satoru asked.

"Yes." you replied pretending disinterest. 

Your boyfriend clicked on the icon to turn on the questions.

Question 1: Who is your partner for you?

You thought about the answer, and Satoru said right away.

"She is a close person to me, and I love her." he said with a smile. "Now you!"

"Oh well... You are for me... You are my boyfriend. I love you." you answered a little without wanting. You really may have trouble responding.

"Okay." he groaned smiling and switched to the next question.

Question 2: What do you think about your partner (character)?

"Soo... I think you're cute, and if you were kinder to me sometimes, I could fall in love with you over and over again. But still I love you!" 

You must have been wondering again...

"You are... You are loved, but sometimes your behavior kills me."

"Next?" He asked. He was completely unfazed with your answering questions about him. 

"Wasn't that supposed to be related to sex?" you asked a little softly.

"Be patient. This is just the beginning of these questions."

Question 3: What do you think about your partner (appearance)?

Now you weren't thinking, you were just saying what you always thought.

"You're handsome. You look nice and sexy. Sometimes you have a childish beauty, and you don't seem to be 28 at all..." you said. You didn't want his ego to grow.

"Wow. Thanks sweetie. Now me. You're so fucking sexy I'd like to fuck you on that table right now."

"You couldn't think of anything else?!"

"Let me finish. I like that you are shorter than me and how you fit into my body. You're pretty and sweet at the same time!" 

His comments made you blush. Did he really think that about you?

Question 4: What do you like best about your partner?

"I love how your pussy tightens around my cock or fingers. And also your little hands and mouth. But it favors your entire body." he said, sending you the most deceptive smile in the world.

"Ugh... Pervert..."

"Answer me. Now it's your turn. Although I know you love my cock anyway."

"Satoru!" you yelled at him to shut up at last. "... I like your face. Arms. Hands..."

"I know you like dick too."

He refrained from screaming or hitting him again.

Question 5: What do you like best about yourself?

"That I'm tall! And I have a big–"

"Satoru!!"

"What? I'm telling the truth! And also that I'm handsome and bigger than you!" he groaned.

"I... I don't know how to answer that question..."

"(y/n), Don't you dare tell me that you don't like yourself..." he growled.

"But–"

"What if I say, if you don't like your body, I won't like it either?"

"I like myself, but maybe I would change something..."

"If you do this, I will keep you back to your original appearance." he laughed. 

"Okay... I definitely like something about myself. Or I'll just say I like myself."

"Keep going." he patted your thigh.

Question 6: What do you think your partner looks best with?

"Honestly, you look good at everything. Preferably naked, but I like to see you dress sexy for me."

You looked at him, he smiled as he spoke. Basically as always. 

Question 7: Do you think you kiss well?

"I think I kiss you perfectly."

"I think it's good."

Question 8: Do you think your partner is a good kisser?

"(y/n) don't be offended, but sometimes you don't get a kiss with the tongue. Everything else is good, but when we are like that kiss, let me always take control. Or maybe I'll teach you..."

"Sometimes you make me can't breathe for long." you said turning your head away from him.

"It's rather good."

"I can not breathe! I am suffocating then!"

Question 9: Where do you like to be touched the most?

"Guess what." he smiled like an idiot.

"What?"

"Come on, where I like to be touched." 

"I do not know. I'm not you."

"Thighs, belly, lower back. And the neck." he said with an annoyed look on his face. But he wasn't furious.

"I see... So I know where I can't touch you." you laughed nervously.

"Now you talk. Where should I touch you?" he moved closer. 

"I... Um... I think I like... On the thighs... Hips... Chest... Neck... Ugh... I do not know... It's embarrassing...".

Suddenly he grabbed your thighs massaging them.

"You like it?" 

"Stop it. Satoru." you groaned as you dragged his hands away. "We continue."

Question 10: What excites you the most about your partner?

"Everything." 

"So fast?" You asked.

"I know what makes me horny. Especially when you act so innocently."

"I like it when you go shirtless... Or after a bath in a towel... Your suggestive moves the most..."

"Oh! Don't be shy!"

Question 11: What do you like when your partner does with you?

"I like it when you are submissive and hold me. Or you do what I tell you. I love it when you touch me like I fuck you. Or you stroke and pull the hair."

"Actually, I don't have such preferences. But I like it when you are in control..." 

"Do you see how fit we are? I like to dominate and you succumb to me."

Question 12: What's your dirty secret you are hiding?

"Oh well... How should I say it so you don't kill me... I have nude photos of you and also videos of fucking you... And I'm stealing your underwear..." he scratched his head nervously.

"You–!"

"Don't be mad. I won't remove it because it's beautiful. I'd rather watch it than any secondary porn on the internet. Now you talk. What's your secret?"

"...when you leave sometimes i'm horny... And I have a dildo..." You said softly with a red face.

"Dildo? Really?!" He shouted with a smile. "How many inches? What it looks like?"

"I answered the question. But I will not reply to your amount." you snarled.

"Come on... I already know why your drawer is locked. You know I can just tear it out?"

"No! Ugh... A bit like your dick..."

"You miss me so much? That you must have a toy of my size?"

"Give me another question!"

Question 13: How often do you masturbate?

"Only when you are away for a long time..."

"Now you answered faster than me, (y / n). For me, you can say that sometimes. When you are not around or I want to provoke you. For this I have this video!"

Question 14: How often do you have sex?

"Whenever I can, I could fuck you all day."

"Sometimes too often..."

Question 15: Do you like having sex with each other?

"Of course!" he shouted. "I love it with you!"

"...I like it..."

Question 16: Do you use toys?

"I don't think I need to answer anymore..." You groaned.

"You use it, I use it... It's not a big deal. But let's use something else while we fuck together! I would like to fuck you with a vibrator while I fuck you!"

Question 17: What do you think of your partner's sexual drive?

"Too high..." 

"Too low... (y/n), I want to fuck you more..."

Question 18: Do you like to experiment??

"Yes. And we both answer the same!"

"I have to confirm."

"By the way, you used to think of a triangle?"

"Satoru, don't ask about it now. This is not the topic."

"But you know... You know Suguru and you like him, we can–"

"Go to the next question."

Question 19: What do you like to do best in bed? What type of sex do you prefer?

"Um... It's important that it's sex..." you replied.

"I don't know how I can answer that." he said, tilting his head back. "I like to fuck you, but I don't know how much it is."

"You use the word "fuck" too often, Satoru."

"Mhm... (y/n)... You've learned something..." he groaned as you started kissing him in the evening in bed, massaging his thighs. 

You did this before you jumped on his lap and pulled off his shirt. 

"Courageous girl." he groaned as you dropped your hips against his clothed penis.

"I think you like me making bold moves." you grabbed his hair with a slight tug.

He pulled your face closer to his with his firm hand and pressed your lips together. His other hand squeezed your buttock and then fought to get rid of your nightgown. 

You pushed him onto the bed and stripped off with a blush. 

"Kawaii." he said as he unfolded in front of you. 

He pulled off his shirt and pants waiting for your move. You sat on his thighs, running your fingers over the muscles of his stomach, then lower until you grabbed the strap of his panties. By the time you took them off his penis, he was already in full erection. You leaned in, placing a kiss on his wet head before you sat on it, rubbing your dripping hole against its length. 

Suddenly he got up to sit down and pulled you a little higher. He spread your legs more, lining you up with his cock, and suddenly pulled you down. 

He watched with a smile as your eyes rolled back due to the size and your mouth opened.

"I said you like a big dick." 

Started moving your body up and down and then wrapped his arms around your body as he sat cross-legged. 

"Here we go!" He suddenly started pushing that to his position. Every time you hit his thighs after you descended, he would push himself hard. 

Out of all the heat, you threw your head over his shoulder and stayed there as you slowly lifted and lowered your hips to keep him from doing all the work. 

"Hm~ You have such a tight pussy~ ah..." 

"Sa-ah-toru!" 

As you got around him, he let out a snarl and thrust you down to keep you still.

"Now hand me over to the end." he groaned as he tightened his grip.

He stopped moving. And you did what you thought would be right.

As your pussy continued to suck him during your orgasm moments, you began to move your hips slightly sideways back and forth. It made your walls squeeze harder sometimes as his dick was sliding over nice points inside you, or you contorted your hips so that your entrance was at a different angle than before. Either it was pressed harder and sucked in, or it rubbed harder against your walls. 

After a while, he moved a little, chasing his high. You started playing with your clitoris. You were circling the sensitive nodule with your fingers, and that made you tighten on him again and, breaking out of his grip, you bounced on his lap. He groaned softly as your insides began to suck him out, and he kept filling you up. 

As he was moving faster and faster, you stopped being tired and wrapped your arms around his neck, grabbing his soft hair. He hit you wildly, ending your orgasm as you lay limp in his arms.

"...I have an idea..." he said as he mastered his breathing a little. "Let's see how I like to fuck you the most."

"What do you mean?" You asked.

"I will fuck you like I want to try. And I'll pick my favorites from this."

Part two

— SPOILS OF LIFE | kuroo x fem!reader

-> synopsis: this is the one constant in his life

-> cw: NSFW, MDNI 18+, smut, trophy wife!reader, rich!kuroo, slightly possessive, canon divergent, cunnilingus, fingering, dirty talk, kitchen sex, vaginal penetration, rough sex, praise, mentions of masturbation (m and f), squirting, multiple orgasms, creampie, aftercare, bathing together

-> wc: 3.3k

-> a/n: I have no explanation for this just read it 🫠

-> series masterlist

Kuroo is impatient this evening as he drives home. Just a little heavy footed on the gas, gaze repeatedly flitting over to the clock on the dashboard, finger drumming on the steering wheel at every red light. He should be thankful that he managed to escape the office a little earlier than usual - the perks of holding a high position at the JVA after so many years. Nevertheless, his movements are hurried as he finally hops out of his car and rushes to the front door, quickly unlocking it and kicking his shoes off. A grin crawls over his face as he calls out into your home, the way he always does.

“Honey! I’m home!” Padding down the hall, he heads towards the kitchen, one of the largest rooms in the house. He’d spared no expense in giving you the home you’d always dreamed of, spacious and airy, the marbled floors always flooded with sunlight. But to Kuroo, it’s not the decor or the large windows that make it bright and beautiful, it’s you. It’s like you carry the sun with you wherever you go, a ball of light that sits under your ribs and warms him endlessly. For a moment, he leans against the doorframe, admiring you bending down to retrieve something from the oven, humming a tuneless song as you do. Licking his lips, he ogles the curve of your ass shamelessly, drinking in how the fabric of your dress clings to its contours. The air smells sweet and warm, notes of vanilla and coconut swimming around him as you straighten up and place a cake pan on a wire rack to cool. Kuroo clears his throat to grab your attention and you whirl around in surprise.

“Tetsu! I wasn’t expecting you home so soon.”

“I left early,” he says approaching you. Immediately, his large hands find your hips and pull you flush against him so that you’re chest to chest. “Hi.”

“Hi,” you grin, resting your hands on his shoulders. The sizeable diamond on your left hand glints brightly under the lights of the extractor fan.

”I missed you.”

“Aw, really?” you coo, pinching his cheek between your thumb and forefinger. He hums, turning his head to nip playfully at your fingers. 

“Couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he sighs, resting his forehead against yours. “Especially with the way you saw me off this morning.”

“I just wanted to make sure you had something nice to think about whilst you worked,” you say innocently, giving him a honey-sweet smile.

“Oh, I was thinking about it alright,” he grumbles, tightening his grip on you. “I hate being stuck at work whilst my sexy little wife is at home all alone,” he laments before dipping down to kiss you, delighted to find that you taste like sugar. Your cheeks heat up as he ruts his hips against you, letting you feel the hardness straining at his trousers.

“Oh!”

“Wish I could just bring you to the office with me and show off how perfect you are,” he mumbles between kisses. “You could sit on my lap while I work. Or I could just not work at all and give you all my attention.”

Giggling, you hold his face in your hands and push him back slightly, nudging at his nose affectionately. “How would we eat if you stopped working?”

“I can think of one thing I could eat,” he teases, hands roaming to your backside and squeezing it appreciatively, ignoring your embarrassed whine. “I’m pretty hungry right now, y’know. Get up on the counter and show me what I’ve been missing, yeah?”

You do as he says, hoisting yourself onto the frigid granite with your legs dangling over the edge, slightly parted. He moves to stand between them, resting his warm hands on your bare thighs where the skirt of your dress has shifted up to reveal your soft skin. Like this, you’re almost at eye level, but his devious grin and the way he leans towards you, conjures the illusion that he’s towering over you.

“Aren’t you just the prettiest thing,” he coos, brushing his knuckles over the apple of your cheek. He chuckles when you lean into his touch, humming contently in your throat. “Just for me, right?”

“Of course, Tetsu.” 

“C’mere,” he says softly, cupping your jaw to angle your face towards his to kiss you, warm and slow. Kuroo dips his tongue into your mouth, tasting you more purposefully, drinking from your lips as though it sustains him. Your hand curls around his wrist to steady yourself, the metal of his rolex cool against your palm. His other hand slips between your thighs, pushing them apart further, smoothing along the sensitive inner skin. You shiver in his grasp just as he pulls away, your lips shiny with spit, gaze glossy and lovestruck.

“Lift your dress for me, sweetheart,” he says, smirking at the dazed expression on your face. Slowly, you reach down and grasp the hem, dragging the fabric up over your hips to let it gather around your waist. You bat your eyelashes at him, biting back the cheeky grin that tugs at your lips because he’s staring at what lies underneath.

“Oh whoops, I must have forgotten to put on some underwear after my shower,” you say airily. “How embarrassing.”

Threading your fingers through his mess of midnight hair, you scratch gently at his scalp with your perfectly manicured nails. His head rolls back as he chases your touch. “I got so lonely without you Tetsu,” you confess, spreading yourself wider for him. “I couldn’t help myself. This morning just wasn’t enough, baby.”

Kuroo groans, his cock throbbing heavily against his zip as you lean back a little. “I should’ve taken the day off and taken care of you instead,” he says, sinking to his knees. He drapes your legs over his shoulders and carefully draws you towards his hungry mouth, trailing wet kisses from the inside of your knee up to the crease of your thigh. His nose nudges at your pussy and he hums, low in his throat. “Fuck, you smell good.”

Inching closer, he pokes his tongue out, flicking it softly over your slick skin, making a deep noise of satisfaction in his chest when your heady flavour seeps onto his palette. “You taste even better.” He follows it with another lick, a broader swipe of his tongue that smears his saliva over your clit, muddling it with your arousal. The only sounds that come from him are pleased little hums and the obscene slurp of his mouth fastened to your cunt.

Fingers tightening in his hair, your hips cant up into his skilled mouth. One eye peeks open and flicks up to meet your gaze, crinkling at the corner at the sound of your shameless moaning. You feel him chuckle into your dripping sex and the vibration makes you squirm. Pulling away, he replaces his glistening mouth with his long fingers so that he can grin up at you. “‘S this what you wanted?” he asks, voice husky and teasing as his fingers curl slowly inside. “What you couldn’t wait for?”

“Yes,” you gasp, head tipping back into the cabinets as his thumb presses against your clit. “God, yes.”

“My pretty wife was just aching to get her pussy eaten all day, hm? Is that why she’s so wet for me?”

“Tetsu,” you whine, tugging lightly on his hair to get him to lap at you again but he ignores your efforts and cocks his head to the side.

“What were you thinking about when you were all alone? Tell me all about it, sweetheart. I wanna know what made you so horny that you got this pussy all ready for me before I got home.” His thumb moves back and forth in slow, gentle arcs as he speaks.

“Was thinking about you,” you say, the words breathy. Your body heats up under his unwavering gaze and you swallow hard. “About how I’m so lucky to have you. How much I love you.”

“Aw, that’s sweet,” he coos, gaze dark and warm, the way it always is when he looks at you adoringly from between your thighs. “But something tells me that’s not all you were thinking about. Am I right?”

“Tetsu, please.”

“C’mon,” he coaxes, still fingering you slowly. It’s not enough to get you off but it’s more than enough to keep the fire under your skin burning gently.

“I… I touched myself a little after I showered,” you admit quietly, lowering your gaze to his fingers so that you don’t have to meet those smouldering eyes. “Thought about how you always fuck me so well. How good your cock feels inside me.”

Kuroo feels it kick in his pants at your words, the tip leaking precum and threatening to seep through his light grey trousers. His hips roll into thin air of their own accord as he pictures you sprawled on your large bed after showering, legs spread, hair dripping onto the silk sheets. He imagines how your hands would trail down your body, disappearing between your plush thighs to try and ease the hot, pulsing ache of your cunt. It riles him up further to know that you were just as pent up and desperate as he’s been all day.

“Fuck, I missed out on a lot, didn’t I?” he groans, reaching down to undo his belt and free himself. “Spent my whole day thinking about you too. Couldn’t focus.”

Unable to hold himself back any longer, he buries his face back between your legs, eating you with renewed vigour. Need guides his tongue inside you, drowning his taste buds in your essence all over again. The countertop is warm and sticky under you as you grind helplessly against his face, filling the kitchen with the most erotic sounds to ever grace his ears. Replacing his tongue with his fingers, his slick lips wrap around your clit, sucking long and hard until you're creaming down his knuckles, chanting his name as though it’s the only word you’ve ever known.

“Cum for me,” he gasps, detaching himself from you briefly. “Cum on my face, baby.”

A drawn out, airy moan flies from your lips as your legs lock around his ears. He’s still rolling his soft tongue over the sensitive bud through your climax, only withdrawing when you start to squirm away from him with a whine. Rising to his feet, Kuroo licks at his fingers and messy chin, taking hold of your hips once more. The look in his eyes is simply ravenous, darkening further when your eyes slide down his lean torso to his undone trousers. His cock stands starkly against the pristine white of his shirt, the tip drooling milky precum from the flushed tip.

Your hips shift at the sight, cunt twitching despite having just endured the sinful affections of his mouth. He takes himself in one hand, reeling you in with the other until you’re seated on the edge of the counter, perfectly lined up with his pretty length. The tip kisses your swollen clit as if to soothe it, sliding slowly through your lips to gather the cum still shining on your folds. 

“Thought about fucking you all day,” he says, hissing at the warmth of your pussy pressing against his shaft. “In every place I could think of, in every way I could imagine. That quickie this morning just made me want more.”

Resting your hand over his cock, you grind up into him, sighing as he pulses hotly against your sensitive flesh. “But I just finished cleaning,” you pout as he prods the head at your entrance.

“You’ve already made such a mess,” he points out, swiping a finger through the cum streaking your inner thighs. “What’s a little more?”

With that, he coaxes your twitching hole to stretch around the crown of his cock as he pops it inside, his balls aching when you swallow him so readily. It’s like you’re drawing him in as he slides home, sucking him in further with the clench of your walls. “Fuck, that’s it,” he grunts, gripping your hips tightly. “So perfect.”

“So full, Tetsu.” The soft whine in the back of your throat makes him pause, smirking at you knowingly.

“Yeah? Better than you imagined?”

“Yes,” you hiss, clinging to his broad shoulders, the cotton of his shirt wrinkling under your fingers. “‘S so much better.”

“Nothing compares, does it?” he says to himself, thinking of how he’d fucked his fist in his office after his meeting earlier, a poor attempt at emulating your tight cunt. Unable to empty his mind of the filthy thoughts that filled it, he’d given in but it hadn’t been nearly enough to sate the raw need coursing through his blood. “Nothing could ever feel as good as you do, baby.”

A wave of pure love washes over him as he observes the heavy rise and fall of your chest, the stars in your eyes as you look up at him so sweetly, it makes his heart and balls clench in the same breath. He adores when you’re like this, pliant under his grasp, dishevelled and wanting, the most beautiful mess he’s ever seen - that only he gets to see.

Dipping his head down, he nudges at your lips, kissing you deeply as he drags his cock out before rolling his hips fluidly into you. Kuroo swallows your moan, sucking your tongue into his mouth as his hips snap into yours steadily. “I love you,” he mumbles against your mouth before parting from you. Your legs wrap around his waist as he repeatedly pulls you onto his cock , whining when he presses deeper each time you slip bit by bit off the edge of the counter.

Eventually, he pulls you off it completely, bouncing you on his length as your spine presses into the hard edge. You brace yourself with one hand on the counter, another fisted into his shirt as he fucks you harder, dragging desperate sounds of pleasure from your throat. “You’re so good to me,” he pants nonsensically. “So, so good. Lettin’ me fuck you in the kitchen like this. You’d let me fuck you anywhere wouldn’t you? Bet you’d let me fuck you in my office too, right in front of the window so that everyone can see you’re all mine.”

“‘M yours, all yours,” you mewl, trying to meet his heavy thrusts. 

“Bet you’d like that,” he continues, his thrusts growing sloppier as you constrict around him, gasping for breath. “You love it when I show you off, don’tcha?”

“Tetsu, I’m gonna-”

“I know baby, I know.” Kuroo pulls out of you momentarily, his hot breaths puffing against your neck as he sets your bare feet on the tiled floor, spinning you around in his arms, and pushing you back against the counter. Your legs part and your back arches as you lay your torso onto the granite, squealing when he slips his cock back into you. Now it feels as though he’s reaching even deeper, as though he's splitting you clean down the middle. Grinding his hips into you, he crowds the length of his body against your back, almost knocking the air from your lungs.

“You wanna cum again?” he croons in your ear, dragging his warm lips over the nape of your neck. His fingers journey down between your legs, finding your soaked centre and puffy clit. Gently, he rolls his finger over it, grinning when you cry out his name. “I’ve got you, honey.”

Each thrust that follows is near bruising. One hand cages your forearm against your back, pushing it to curve beautifully for him when you raise your head to look back at him. Kuroo fucks you roughly, losing himself to the tightness of your cunt, his head spinning from the warmth that hugs his dick. Judging from the tremble in your thighs and how you seem to be losing the ability to speak even incoherently, he strokes quickly at your clit, sensing that you’re about to climax again. Your legs threaten to shut as his cock nudges at the sensitive bundle of nerves inside you in tandem with his fingers.

“Tetsu, wait, ‘m gonna-”

Your slurring is interrupted by a particularly hard thrust that forces you forwards and tears your orgasm from you with a screech of ecstasy. There’s a distinct splash of liquid on tile and skin, and the mere sight alone of you squirting all over his thighs makes him cum hard with a satisfied moan. Thick warmth fills your insides, sticking to your quivering walls as his cock twitches and spurts deep within you. 

Sighing in deep satisfaction, he glances down at the floor and grimaces slightly at the droplets of your combined fluids marring the once pristine marble. “Baby.” He calls to you gently, helping you straighten up after he carefully pulls his softening cock out of your pussy. Your legs are trembling so he wraps his arms around your waist and holds you steady. Blinking up at him disorientedly, you offer him a happy little smile as he brushes your sweat-damp hair back. “How are you feeling?”

“Good,” you hum, letting your head loll onto his chest. You inhale deeply, indulging in a scent so masculine and Kuroo that it makes your head swim pleasantly. ”So good.”

“Yeah?” Rubbing gently at your back, he cradles you close, pressing soft kisses all over your forehead and cheeks before meeting your lips softly. “Am I okay to let go?”

“I think so.” 

Once his arms leave your waist, you hurriedly waddle towards the bathroom, leaving him to tuck himself back into his trousers and clean up the mess you’d made. Fulfilling his fantasies was always a brilliant idea until it was over and he was faced with dealing with the repercussions. 

Once he’s done, he finds you undressing in the en suite bathroom and clipping your hair up out of your face. Wordlessly, he begins to fill the large tub with hot water and your favourite scented soaps as he joins you in peeling off his work clothes. Now fully naked, he engulfs you in his arms from behind, tickling kisses over the curve of your neck and making you giggle.

“You want me to wash your hair?” you ask, thumbing his cheek. He hums affirmatively, pressing one last kiss to your cheek before shepherding you towards the full bathtub. Offering you a hand, he helps you step into the foamy water before following after you, settling against the side as you lean back into his chest. 

“I really needed that,” he murmurs into your ear as you both take a moment to soak in the hot water, letting it soothe your tired muscles. “Work has been really stressful lately.”

“I know,” you say, twisting to look at him. Taking his face in your wet hands, your thumbs trace over the bags under his eyes. “You’ve been working so hard, Tetsu. I think you need a break.”

“We need a break,” he says, kissing your palm. “You’ll be coming with me y’know. Where I go, you go.”

“You couldn’t leave me behind if you tried,” you tease, kissing his cheek.

“I wouldn’t want to.”

“Aw really?”

“Of course. Who else is gonna suck me off on a beach?” Kuroo grins insolently, reaching forwards to nudge at your nose.

“Tetsu!” you scold, smacking his shoulder lightly as he cackles and hugs you tighter. “You’re disgusting.”

“You say that, but you’d do it anyway.” He looks at you pointedly with raised brows. You flounder for a second, speechless, before you smack him again.

“That’s not the point!” you splutter.

“Okay, you’re right. The point is,” he says, kissing you sweetly and nuzzling your cheek like a cat. “I need the woman I love by my side, always.”

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|˚ ༘✶ ꮲꭼꮐꮐꮖɴꮐ!! || ꮁ̵ꭲ. Ᏼꮮꮮꮶ ꮇꭼɴ!! ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷

ft. Sae Itoshi, Ikki Niko, Shuto Sendou, Hyoma Chigiri & Meguru Bachira

content : all characters are aged up!!, established relationships, pegging, sub + bottom!character & dom + top!reader, warnings listed under the characters.

→ sloppy scenarios

˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷ mdni!!

#SAE ITOSHI

brat taming + degradation + humiliation + hair pulling + spit kink + spanking + doggy style

The way the high praised and most treasured midfielder, Sae Itoshi, turns out to be just a whiny and drooling mess beneath his girlfriend is something no one ever would believe.

With his ass up and face down, Sae takes your strap so easily. Wet tears mixed with drool stain his face as you rut the silicon toy deep inside him. „mhm..no more! ‘hurts when yer so rough with me. Stop it if you can’t to it right.“ the itoshi would state. Your grasp, that’s tight around his hips only hardening to collide both of your hips even more rough to make your boyfriend scream. „told you what slutty boys get when they’re being bratty. Now shut up and take it, you asked for it, boyslut.“, and Sae could only groan out loudly from those words.

Even when you fuck him like the white he actually is, the midfielder spits snarky remarks at you. „do it better.. no! Fuck you, I don’t let you bos-“, His dick twitches even harder as you deliver a harsh spank to his ass cheek that makes him jolt forward. The red haired soaks the pillow with his drool while he gets fucked by you—slurring out words like „oh fuck- fuck don’t stop. need it so much harder. Fuck me dumb on your cock.“ left his mouth after he just babbled about it being a bad fuck. His back arches hard under you hand, hard enough to build the perfect curve to hold onto as you fucked in even deeper to ruin him fully beneath you. Calling him names and slapping him around like a doll.

A hard tug on his hair signaled him to look in your direction. Pushing the strap in until you fully bottomed out, you grab his jaw and hook your thumb in his face. Forcing him to open up, Sae waits for you to spit on his tongue and keep it out until you say it’s okay to swallow. The kick of humiliation gives your boyfriend just the right feeling of pleasure.

#IKKI NIKO

first time + gentle sex + mention of prep + kissing + implied after care + greedy Niko + missionary

Soft little pants of „ahh“ and „mhmm“ left Ikki Niko‘s mouth as you very slowly and softly bottomed out inside him. It’s the first time a toy this big has entered him, of course you had to be very gentle with the way you prepared and fucked him to get him used to this new sensation.

Very soon your boyfriend pulls you down into the kiss as you rock your hips back and forth in a careful motion. His back was pressed against the soft sheets of your bed and his fluffy hair bounced with each thrust of yours. It’s not until Niko started mewling „feels good,,, but‘s not enough.“ the colorful toy now entering deeper inside him that pulled a gasp out of Ikki when he felt the tip of it brushing his prostate for the very first time. Once soft little pants and whines now turn into needy whimpers and moans that only got louder the more you two got into it.

The striker arches his back off the bed—almost if he wants to take the strap even deeper inside his greedy body all at once. In addition to that, he wraps his legs around your waist to pull you closer. Ikki was quick to pull you in for a chaste kiss to your lips, looking you deep in the eyes to see your own desire to pull an orgasm out of him. The gentle sex makes him open and up a little more to you, more daring with his words and gestures. Especially when you praise him, telling him he’s a good boy and takes you so well. It makes a little rose tone spreading over his cheeks and eats before he lets a high pitched moan out.

Niko‘s body that tossed from side to side along with shaking thighs, show you he’s close to cumming. Gibberish sentences and grinds against the faux cock tell you to fasten up the pace. As soon as you hit his prostate again, Niko spilled all over his tummy and thighs in a matter of seconds. Sticky cum now clinging to his skin as he tightened around the toy you slowly pull out of him.

#SHUTO SENDOU

implied pillow princess + brat taming + handjob + dumbification + drooling + nipple play + reversed cowboy

Lewd sounds of skin slapping and gooey lube squelching fill the room along with Sendou‘s very vocal moans as you fuck him. Usually the u20 ace is a pillow princess, never lifting a single every time you fuck him.

But this time, your salmon haired boyfriend has to work for his pleasure. The muscular back of his leaning against your chest as he takes the silicon dick fully inside him. His favorite toy stretching him out just the way he loves it. Sitting on his haunches, the male bounces up and down on your lap. Heavy breaths and loud whimpers as shuto rides you like he didn’t have a strap inside him in like forever. The athlete proceeds to lean his whole body weight on his arms that support all of his weight on your leg, giving you a little show when he presents you his ass do willingly.

It’s probably just to get his point across, the man wants to tease, getting his point as a pillow prince across. Much to his dismay, the plan backfired. It only lead to you pulling him back against your chest as he grinds on the toy as you fist his cock in your hand. This only confused Sendou, the pleasure was something he loves, but he can’t decide where to fuck against. Should he fuck your fist or should he wiggle his ass against your strap to get off ? At some point the stimulation was too much for him to handle, hot ropes of cum release from his throbbing cock as he paints his own and your thighs in a sticky white substance.

Loud moans still escape your boyfriend‘s fucked out face. Mouth hanging wide open, drool dripping from his tongue and his eyes occasionally rolling in the back of his head as you fuck Sendou on your strap all over again. He’s greedy, so he has to learn that he’s not always getting what he wants from you.

#HYOMA CHIGIRI

pervert + feminization + usage of „boycunt“ + rough sex + spanking + humiliation + dacryphilia + overstimulation + chest groping + sex over the desk

Pap pap pap pap could‘ve been heard by anyone who was inside your and Hyoma Chigiri‘s shared home if you two wouldn’t be alone right now. The cute stockings and panties connected to them down around his knees.

Your boyfriend got himself into this position after all; bend over the table as you thrust inside him like he asked you to—fucking him like the pretty girl he wanted to be so bad for stealing your clothes and make up. The skirt is flipped up to his lower back and his ass cheeks that once were wrapped in panties now decorated with a red hand print. The beautiful magenta haired whining and crying out in pleasure every time you make his hips clash against the edge of the table from the impact of your heavy thrusts. Chigiri still wore the bra he stole from you—a pretty triangle one without cups that fit his chest properly after adjusting it a little. With all his might, he keeps it in place, clearly remembering yours words of „hold your tiny bra in place. Or else I’ll fully ruin your boycunt until you can’t cum no more.“

Of course he took that threat seriously, nothing hurts more than having his ass fucked and dick milked for the nth time a night. The mascara smudging his cheeks he tinted with blush from all the crying of getting ruined on your strap for taking what isn’t his. So you continue rutting into him from behind, grabbing his chest in two palms and giving it several firm squeezes while telling Hyoma what a pretty girl he is being. So fuckable and cute at the same time, a truly pretty doll for you.

Chigiri‘s dick was trapped between the wooden surface and his own abdomen, and by the way it twitches, your boyfriend can tell he’s close to cumming from the constant abuse you give to his prostate so often. Soon spilling the messy load all over the furniture, begging to get fucked in like a pretty girl all over again.

#MEGURU BACHIRA

Slut + shibari + nipple play + sex addict + dirty talk + bondage + overstimulation + deep penetration + cowboy + prone bone

It got annoying to you how the young man still wiggled around in your hold as you fuck him. Even after multiple rounds, Meguru still wanted more and seemed to be untamable.

Not even tying him down and wrapping the rope all over his sensitive places seem to tire his energetic body out. He was shameless. Your boyfriend‘s nipples that rubbed against the rope from his body rocking against your body didn’t helped either. Watery lube trickled down his ass to collect between his thighs as you press his hips down against the bed, leaning your full weight on top of his back to reach even deeper inside Bachira to satisfy his needs to cum until he can’t no more.

The bi hair colored male pulls and squirms against the sheets you fuck him—ropes digging into his skin and torturing his perky nipples to stimulate himself even more. Meanwhile slutty remarks of his like „fuck me harder, need it“ or „ruin my ass“ are spat out by Meguru. Tip of his throbbing dick grinding against the pre cum stained blanket you two share as you rut the strap deep inside of his hole to hit his prostate nicely. If it would be him, Bachira would want you to fuck this toy up into his belly; using all your strength and will to break his well build body under your command and corrupting it to your liking.

It seems like it’s never enough for your slut alike boyfriend—not when he wiggles his ass back against your strap as you kneel and Meguru grinds against the toy for more pleasure. His mouth drools loads of spit and the bed is already soaked in his creamy cum. But ever after 3 rounds, bachira doesn’t seem to be tired at all. Just let him ride you, and if he gets tired, make sure to give him a hard fuck to put him properly to sleep.

mdni, every character is 18+

© ringasm 2023, please do not translate, modify or republish my works

✮ cw ; aged-up charas, pegging, top + gn!reader, (strap or cock left unspecified) dirty-talk, reverse cowgirl -> doggy, implied poly w bachira / verse!isagi 18+

✮ wc ; 894

Isagi didn't think far enough ahead.

He didn't consider the offer in it's entirety - just that you had wanted to do this with him and you never ask him for much. He's not conservative enough to be bothered by a fairly simply request.

And he is more used to other things. More used to topping, and more used to having a hand in the playing field. In relationships he's steady and guiding - he is by definition nurturing. It wasn't meant to be a big deal and Isagi hadn't made it one.

It didn't feel like that in foreplay. The scorching warmth of your mouth on the curve of his jaw didn't. Not your teeth in his jugular, not your hands cupping his spine as you stood against him and held him close. It wasn't a big deal even when you pushed him into the sheets lightly, let him thud softly on the mattress and crawled over him with saint-like patience and war-prisoner like hunger.

You've always wanted him. Isagi lets it get to his head. Sometimes, he forgets that the crux of your relationship is nothing short of unusual. The kind word is passionate.

It didn't strike him as odd even when you laid between his legs and let yourself fuck him open slowly on your fingers. Sure, it was different seeing you like that. So attentive and single-minded, marking the inside of his thigh as his insides softened. It felt good, but you always make him feel good.

Nothing new. Nothing unusual. Nothing to scoff at.

It's only after all of that, with his back to your chest and your legs under his thighs and the grip of your fingers in his hips - does it occur to him that you're really, really going to fuck him.

It leaves him speechless. Somehow it makes him feel small, which is strange because he's gotten stronger since he last check. But the sensations starts to draw in. Tight ring of muscle all loose, welcoming. The invasive tension of something warm and hard as Isagi faces away from you.

He can feel your nails digging into his hips. The thick rasp of your voice as you sit up a little to kiss the plane of his shoulders.

"Slow, baby." You assure, absently tender. Isagi feels stupid. He feels out of body. He feels like his insides are going to melt as he hisses. Being stretched feels funny "Don't hurt yourself."

"I'm okay," but it comes out like a hiss. His teeth digging into his cheek as he feels it ease it's way. He feels you you hold his waist - arm wrapped around lazily "It's fine."

"You're so beautiful, baby." And Isagi doesn't know how to feel about the way you're speaking. It's charismatic "Gonna fuck you so good."

It doesn't feel like anything at first. When you bottom out, all Isagi feels is full. He didn't know it would be so intrusive, so apparent that there was something inside of him. It's a strange sense of contentment that spreads through out his body.

Another kiss, this time to the nape of his neck, both arms around his waist.

"Can I move?"

He nods. Meek and uncertain. He expects you're going to have him sit up and thrust. But instead you stand to your knees and make him bend on all fours. Your hand presses on the small of his back, making him arch before you set a pace. It doesn't feel like something until it does. Your hips undulate slow and and steady - not hard and fast like he's expecting.

You push his cheek against the mattress with your palm before fisting around his cock. Then it starts, all at once. Even though the movement borders on lethargic - it's so pointed. Razor sharp precision on a spot that makes him feel weird.

You're really fucking him. You'rw deep, deep inside of him and so confident about making him cum that it radiates off you. It feels like somethings scraping out his inside.

It's too late for him to be embarrassed, so instead he drools - heady and so fucking horny he could die and wonders cluelessly how Bachira endures this so regularly. He can get his breaths to be whole - just short huffs, erratic panting and a deadly feeling lust coiled around his ribs. It feels amazing, and your presence in it only makes him feel so much better.

It feels so good it's nearly nauseating. It makes his stomach sore, achy and desperate. He's clenched up hard and you're hugging yourself so close to him. Your breaths in his ear, soft and sensual.

"Feeling good, Yoichi?"

"Uhngh, y—yes, yes."

"You wanna cum?"

He nods stupidly. He can't close his mouth or lift his head, useless to the sensation of being fucked so deep he can feel it in his throat. His tongue feels too big for his mouth.

"Then cum," You offer, stroking him with your hand a little harder "Cum on my fucking cock."

It pushes him right over the edge. And Isagi cums but he can't stop cumming. It goes on for so long he goes completely limp. If you weren't there to catch him, he might've collapse right onto the bed. White hot euphoria in persistent tremors.

You're still inside by the time he catches his breath, hand rubbing his stomach and kissing his skin.

"That was incredible." He mumbles, awestruck. You laugh.

"Wanna see if you can do it again?"