Consummation

Consummation

Fandom: The Tudors / Henry Cavill

Pairing: Charles Brandon (Henry Cavill) x Female Reader

Warnings:  I’m not the best when it comes to following writing rules. I pretty much write how I want to, so if you’re a stickler for grammar and what not just ignore it or don’t read loll (I’m nice I promise). Deflowering, Fluff, Crying, Kissing, Unprotected Sex (wrap it up so you don’t get the package), Smut.

(Word Count: 1552 )

Plot: You are the daughter of an extremely wealthy nobleman. Your father brought you to court in hopes you would find a suitable husband. You catch the eye of the king’s best friend Charles Brandon the 1st Duke of Suffolk, who courts you. Charles asks king henrys permission to marry you and he approves. The two of you marry and prepare for your wedding night.

mon amour: My love

Ma jolie femme: My beautiful wife

mon cher:My dear

je t'aime c'est tout: I love you that’s all

“Ahhhhhhhh!” I screamed as I ran through the garden maze trying my best not to be caught. I ran as fast as I could, holding my gown in my hands to prevent soiling it. A pair of strong arms hoisted me up into the air spinning me around.

“I’ve got you!” A burley laugh came from the man I love as he placed me back on the ground placing a gentle kiss on my nose, his lips dangerously close to mine. I placed my hand on his chest feeling his heart racing inside.

“Charles, we mustn’t, not until…”

“We are married I know” He smiled and brought his hand to caress my cheek. I closed my eyes leaning into his touch.

When Charles first petitioned courtship to my father I must say, I was both shocked and confused. The rumors at court of his ways with women were no secret and I had heard of them upon my arrival. I was sure he only wanted me as one of his many conquests, of course I would never allow that to happen. My maidenhood was not something I took lightly. Giving it away could bring my life to ruin or see it sore to new heights. As time progressed I saw a change in him. He no longer went to the beds of others and the rumors of his womanizing ways changed to rumors of how well he treats and loves me. He proposed to me in the middle of a great banquet held by the king. It was marvelous to see the looks of envy on the faces of the many woman who coveted him but he was mine.

I opened my eyes when his hand left my cheek, a frown written on my face. “What is the matter mon amour?” He asked sweetly.

“Your leaving tonight and I won’t see you until our wedding. How will I sleep knowing that you’re so far away?”

“I will only be away for two days. I must deliver this letter to Wolsey personally, then I will return, we will be married and you …” He bent down rubbing his nose against mine. I giggled.

“You will be my wife.”

Charles took my hand as we made our way to the gates of the castle, the stable boy readied his horse. I waved franticly as he rode out of view.

Two days passed faster than I had thought and soon enough I was preparing for my wedding. My dress was exquisite, white as falling snow with my family crest embroidered in gold on my vail. As I walked down the aisle and saw tears in Charles eyes I could not hold back my own.  The ceremony was beautiful, half the realm was in attendance including the king and queen. Afterward we had a great feast with lots of dancing, presents and wonderful foods.

My ladies in waiting prepared a warm bath for me infused with milk and honey to soften my skin, they brushed my hair and dabbed my body in a perfume made from water lilies. They helped me into my night gown and robe. My heart pounded so hard in my chest as I walked to my husband’s bed chamber I thought it might burst. His groomsmen announced my presence and opened the door. When I entered his room, Charles greeted me with a warm hug and many kisses on my forehead.

“Ma jolie femme you’re trembling.”

“I’m frightened.”

“Oh, my love you know I would never hurt you.” He pulled away to look into my eyes.

“I know, I know you could never. I’m frightened that I will not be able to please you.” I took a few steps away from him to look out the window. He held my shoulders turning me back around kissing me so deeply it made my head feel light.

“There is nothing you could ever do that would not please me mon cher.”

I smiled beaming with happiness. Charles placed lingering kisses from my lips down to my neck, a small moan escaping my lips and a feeling of warmth spreading over my body. His hands unraveling the string at my chest that held my night gown. He took a sit at the edge of the bed. I slowly pushed the fabric from my shoulders, it pooled around my ankles. My hands instinctively moved to cover my naked body.

“Please, let me look at you.” The love in his voice made me feel safe. I let my hands fall at my sides feeling more exposed than ever. He was quiet for a moment then he let out a heavy sigh.

“What is it?” I asked slightly concerned.

“Je t'aime c'est tout.”

He motioned me to the bed with big grin on his face. I walked over cupping his face in my hands. He took my breast into his mouth sucking gently. He groaned against my skin. I gripped the curly hair at the nape of his neck to keep my balance, his arms wrapping around my waist pulling me in closer. Charles picked me up placing me onto the bed. I watched as he removed his clothes his body was muscular and strong. His chest and stomach had hair but not like a beast it was just enough to show how manly he was. My eyes traveled from his eyes to his chest, his torso and finally to his member. My eyes widened at the site. I had heard the other ladies speak of the male body but seeing it with my own eyes was shocking. It was larger than I imagined, veiny and flush with color.

The bed dipped under his weight as he climbed next to me. His hands tracing a line from my lips, past my breasts, down my stomach and stopping at my core. I gasped arching my back and pushing my head back into the pillows, his fingers rubbing me with care. My hips bucked seemingly of their own volition. I couldn’t hold back the loud moans and whimpers. Charles fingers felt amazing against me. I could feel his cock throbbing against my leg a warm liquid dripping from it. He groaned into my ear, the sound sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. My eyes snapped shut, my body stiffened and I gripped the bed sheets tight biting my lip. He covered my neck and chest in kisses as I caught my breath. He rolled over positioning his body between my legs. I caressed the muscles in his arms that were at the sides of my head. He rested on his elbows, his hands gently rubbing my hair.

My body shivered feeling his hips grind in to mine. His swollen member twitching begging for more friction. He looked into my eyes as if he were waiting for my permission. I took a deep breath nodding my head. He reached down between our bodies positioning himself at my entrance, he hesitated for a moment looking down at me once more. I smiled, lightly brushing my fingers along the line of his lips.

He slowly began to push himself inside of me. A small whimper escaped my lips. He stopped, looking at me with concern.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No, I’m alright. Keep going.”

He continued, stretching me open. I raised my legs a bit higher to accommodate his size, wrapping them around his waist. I felt a sharp pain and a slight burning sensation. I dug my nails into his back drawing a groan from his lips as he sunk himself deep inside me. My teeth bit his shoulder.

He kissed me for a long while allowing me time to become accustom to the feeling of him. Once my body relaxed Charles began to move his hips, slowly at first gradually increasing his speed. He kissed my neck as he pumped throbbing cock in and out of me. Our moans were loud and primal. My body was hot and sensitive to every touch. A sensation like I’d never felt began to swell in belly. My walls spasming with pleasure. His thrusts were wild with passion. He pulled his head away from my neck to look at me, resting his forehead onto mine. He looked down directly into my eyes, seeing the pleasure in his expression sent me into ecstasy. My eyes rolled, my body shook uncontrollably and my core stroked him as his hips drilled into me with frantic desperation.

I’m unsure of how many times I reached climax but it was incredible. Once I calmed down, I cupped Charles face in my hands. His breathing was ragged, his eyes glazed over with pleasure. I kissed him nibbling on his bottom lip. He growled.

“Mon amour…ugh…I’m going to…I’m cumming!” His hips shuddering as he thrust inside me, filling me with his seed.

He rolled next to me pulling me into his arms. I placed my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat. He kissed my forehead. I looked up at him and smiled happier than I’d ever been.

“I cannot wait to see your belly grow with child.”

“Charles!” I giggled with embarrassment.

“I swear to all things worthy and good…that to you I will always be true, and never changing.”

He kissed my hair and we drifted into sleep.

This Is The Way We Go

Day Thirty-One: Roleplay | 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Toji Fushiguro x f!reader Genre: Smut Notes: Had to finish off kinktober with my daddy 💕 thank u to everyone who read my kinktober fics I can't believe it's all over!! It's been a blast I'm so so proud of myself and thankful to u all <3 Warnings: 18+, dubcon, virginity loss, alcohol consumption, daddy kink, oral sex (m receiving), slight face fucking, fingering, clit kiss, vaginal sex, snowballing, cum play, smoking. Words: 3.8k

“Bit of a borin’ Halloween costume, don’tcha think?”

Megumi’s father has always been upfront with you. You’ve known him for years, he’s practically a second father to you. He didn’t feel the need to hold back with his opinions, although at times you wish he did. But you understood the tone of his statement tonight. With your hair in pigtails and a nurses cap on top of your head, you gave him a twirl to show him how cute the entire ensemble was. It was a cliché, tacky, nurses dress. One that was a little on the revealing side, he might say. The reason he claimed it to be boring, is that you were training to become a nurse. You could have been anything in the whole world. And you instead, you were practically donning a uniform for your regular job.

“Leave her alone, dad.” Megumi stated, finally coming downstairs in his costume. Toji kissed his teeth as he observed his sons ‘pathetic’ attempt of a costume. He’d decided to be a vampire. Neither you nor Megumi saw a problem with it. It’s a costume after all, isn’t it?

“The lack of effort people put into Halloween costumes makes me sick,” Toji tuts and shakes his head. “Halloween is a time to go all out, y’know?”

“Interesting, Toji,” you nod along with his statement. He seems pleased with himself that you agree with his sentiment. “so I presume that’s why you’re staying home, alone, with no costume at all?”

You and Megumi are already practically out of the door before Toji could get a word in. He likes you, and that sharp tongue of yours. He’s sure it’ll get you in a lot of trouble one of these days.

Megumi clumsily put the keys into his front door while you stood on staggering legs with the obscene amount of greasy food you’d ordered to eat when you got back to his place. The smell of doughy, artery clogging pizza filled your senses and you were desperate for a taste.

It was impossible for you both to keep the noise down, noisily stomping around the front room with heavy shoes. Your laughs filled the room, as did Megumi’s feeble attempts of shushing you both. The pair of you got comfortable on the couch. Unfortunately for Megumi the TV instantly came on full blast and scared the life out of you both.

Toji thought you were both very lucky he was already wide awake.

You both froze as you saw him descend the stairs, greeting you with a scowl followed by a friendly smile. He liked to think of himself as a ‘cool’ dad. You suppose he is, he doesn’t try to hard to be cool and he’s generally enjoyable to be around. Megumi however thinks he’s a nuisance.

He situates himself on the couch between you both. Each of you instinctively kicking your legs out and resting them over his lap. Toji reaches over to your pizza box and steals a slice, which you don’t mind at all. Megumi offers him some chicken nuggets too, and you all watch the movie that’s already halfway through playing on the TV.

“What the hell is this shit?” Megumi wonders.

“Who fuckin’ raised you? Little idiot, An American Werewolf in London. It’s a classic, right?” he speaks, nudging you with his elbow prompting you to agree with him. His disappointment can’t be measured as all you can offer in response is a shrug of your shoulders. “Is this… shame? I think it might be. I’m ashamed to know the pair of you.”

“Shut the fuck up dad,” Megumi laughed into his food which coaxed a short laugh from you as well. “it’s not our fault the films fuckin’ ancient and we weren’t born in the 18th century like you.”

“The film came out in the 80s you little bastard, ‘m not that old.”

“Sure, you fucking fossil.” you chime in. You regret it instantly when Toji prods at your sides, tickling you endlessly. Megumi kicks you as you unintentionally kick him in your fits of laughter. Toji only ceases his assault on your body when you begin to choke on a slice of your pizza.

“Sorry, sorry darlin’.” he apologises, leaning down to pick up the three-litre bottle of Pepsi you’d ordered from the pizza shop. “Here.” he laughs, handing it to you. You drink it greedily, almost draining the entire contents of the plastic container. Once you’re satisfied you exhale a sigh of relief. He shakes his head as he notes the water welling in your eyes.

Maybe it wasn’t his finest idea to tickle you while you were eating.

Megumi had blacked out before the film had finished, and you weren’t far behind him. Toji was eager to return to his own bed, but thought he best leave Megumi to sleep off the alcohol in his system on the couch. He gets up, searching for a blanket to cover his son with. He raises an eyebrow, wondering if you’re planning on sharing the couch with him, but you shake your head. Although, you’re fighting a losing battle against sleep.

He picks you up in his arms with ease, carrying you bridal style up to Megumi’s room. You’re grateful, really, that he’s so muscular and strong. You don’t believe you would have made it all of the way to bed on your own with the way your head was spinning.

Toji helps you into bed, tucking you in nicely and wishing you a goodnight. You’re freezing. You can’t help how you’re shivering all alone under the covers. It’s common that when you sleep over, you curl up with Megumi. And Toji isn’t stupid, he doesn’t doubt that you do a little more than sleep next to his son whenever you stay the night. He doesn’t buy the whole ‘best friends’ thing for a minute. But, he isn’t going to press the issue if neither of you are willing to be honest.

The room is spinning, you feel like you’re in a tornado about to wake up in Oz. You can’t sleep like this. You’re lonely, you’re cold, you’re drunk.

You find yourself getting out of bed, searching for company. You’re sure Megumi won’t mind if you wake him up to spoon on the couch with him, right? Except that isn’t the direction you’re walking at all. You should be heading down the stairs right now, but you just avoided them completely.

Toji stirs awake, and he sees little ol' you standing at his open door. He rubs the sleep out of his eyes, forgetting what day it was and where you had been the night before. Your already naughty nurse outfit had rucked up while you were sleeping. The little cap was gone, probably left downstairs with Megumi. The moonlight shone down on you through his bedroom window. He smiles, you don’t look sleepy at all. He recognises that look anywhere. He’s seen it on many women before, and now he’s seeing it on you. He’s no fool, you’re lonely, huh?

“Can I sleep with you?” you ask him.

He turns on the light on his bedside table and beckons you inside. You do as your told, shutting the door behind you and shuffling closer. He opens the duvet to you, inviting you to join him underneath. You smile, practically running to him. Toji pulls your body close to him. God, you are freezing. But he’s boiling hot. Even with his chest bare, he’s warmer than you could have ever hoped to be sleeping alone. You begin backing yourself closer against him. He knows what you’re doing, and he thinks it’s a very bad idea.

“Stop it, princess.” he commands. And he can already see the pout forming on your face as you stop your squirming.

“’m so cold,” you complain, “just wanna be warm, daddy.” you tell him, he sighs. Totally at a loss of what to do with you.

“Don’t call me that, behave yourself.” he demands, your squirming continues and you feel a huff of exasperated breath tickle the nape of your neck. “I know you’re still a virgin, y’think I don’t hear you ‘n Megumi talkin’?” he speaks, directly into your ear.

“I don’t wanna be, not anymore.” you confess, hoping your continued rutting will incite a different response from him.

“Aren’t you and Megumi a thing—?” you shake your head at his question. You really are nothing more than best friends. He’s like your brother. Of course it’s a little sick that you want to fuck his father, especially after knowing him for so many years. But you can’t help yourself. You’re right here, and he’s right here with you. And you want him. And truthfully, the only thing that’s stopping Toji – is Megumi.

“Be my first, daddy. I want you.” you request, your continued grinding finally getting a response out of the man behind you. “You’ll take care of me, won’t you?”

His lips find the crook of your neck, tongue laving over your pulse point as he sucks on your skin. Sloppily kissing you until you throw your head back against him. You can feel him nodding into you.

“Yeah baby, I’ll take care of you.”

He pulls you on top of him, your knees on either side of his hips. You’re so damn cute, look at that confused little face of yours. He can see you’re overwhelmed, and he coos. You feel your face go hot, this is so embarrassing. He’s so much more experienced than you are, he’s so mature and so hot. But he likes you. He likes sweet and innocent. And you fit that profile to a T.

“It’s okay princess, take your time.”

You shuffle backwards, giving yourself more room and more freedom to explore his body. Although you know exactly what you want first. You know he’s big. Even without feeling it against your ass mere minutes ago you’ve never had a doubt in your mind that he’s large in size. Deft fingers grasp the waistband of his boxers.

“I’ll need to start by checking your reflexes,” you tease, playing into the role of the costume you’re wearing. It steals a grin from him. You pull down slowly, almost afraid of what you’ll see. His big fat cock springs free, hitting off his abdomen. He grunts with a sigh, his tip drooling pre onto his stomach.

It’s glorious, and weird, to see a cock for the first time with your own two eyes. Especially one that big. You have smart eyes, even in your drunken state. He’s easily 9 inches long and awfully thick. His member is decorated in thick pulsing veins. Toji wraps one of his hands around his length and begins tugging himself slowly. It’s almost threatening. The base is adorned with black curly hairs, similar to the shade of the hair on his head. His tip is large and prominent, and your tongue salivates at the sight of his pearly precum gathering at his weeping slit.

“Think you need somethin’ in your mouth gorgeous, open wide ‘n I’ll take your temperature.” he jokes, wanting to continue the theme of the evening.

“Aren’t I supposed to be the nurse?”

“Suck. It.”

You shrug your shoulders, sinking your mouth onto his length. It’s intimidating, so intimidating you can’t seem to bring yourself to get anymore of him down your throat than his mushroom tip. He laughs, having such a big cock is a blessing and a curse.

“Relax your throat, easier said than done, I know. But if you don’t move, I’m gonna fuck your face instead.” he threatens. So much for taking care of you.

But you were right, you are the nurse. And as such, you should be doing your best to take care of him. It is easier said than done to relax your throat, instantly groaning and gagging around Toji’s aching desire. He revels in the way your adorable pigtails look as he stares down at you sucking him off. Your hot little mouth around him is making him drippy. He’s too much to handle. He wants to be gentle with you, but can you really blame him for allowing his hips to rock into your willing mouth? Especially the way you’re gagging like that. You’re making him feel real good about himself.

“God, your mouth is so fucking good.” he tells you.

All restraint is lost, and he turns into the head pusher he told himself he wouldn’t be with you. Take your time. He said. Yeah, right. He wants to use your wet cavern to edge himself to the final moment. It wouldn’t be a problem if you just sucked him off tonight. But you are the one who said you wanted him to take your virginity. Who is he to deny you? He holds your head at the base of his cock for a little while, your nose lightly tickled by his unruly pubic hairs. You slap lightly at his thigh, indicating that you can’t breathe. He needs to remember himself, remember you. He isn’t a monster; he just likes to fuck hard. And he’s mean, but he can’t be too mean with you.

He frees you from choking on his length, you cough and sputter, holding your throat to relive any discomfort. Though you aren’t granted much recovery time, he sits upright and pulls you towards him. Your noses inches apart. His eyes alternate between yours and your lips, and yours do the same.

“C-Can I,” you gulp. “kiss? Please.”

“Please what?”

“Daddy, please daddy. Can I have a kiss?”

His lips press against yours, the grooves of your mouths slotting together perfectly. Toji’s hands explore your body, one settling in the small of your back and the other resting on the crown of your head preventing you from pulling away. It starts off slow, sweet. You’ve kissed before. You’ve kissed Megumi before – drunkenly, of course. But this somehow feels different. It’s like he’s offering everything he has to you.

It becomes more erratic. His tongue prods at the seam of your lips, desperate for you to open your mouth. You do. It’s an unusual sensation. A delicious cocktail of soft and hard licks against your own tongue as he explores your mouth. The mouth that just housed his awfully large cock, not caring that his taste is still on your tongue. He rolls you over so that you’re flat on your back.

He observes your form as he gently pushes your thighs apart. They hadn’t been getting to him before, but those white stockings you’re wearing are driving him wild while you’re spread open like this. You’ll have to keep those on while he fucks you, he thinks.

He’d been too focused on your luscious legs, when he finally looks back at your face he feels his cock jump. Big, trusting doe eyes giving him his full attention. There really is no other way to describe it. You’re trusting him. Wholly and completely. He’s the worst person you could have chosen to take your virginity – though it isn’t going to stop him.

Your panties are moved aside as he dips into your tacky folds. He wonders if you’ve already creamed yourself since you’re so drenched and gushy for him. He silences your hitching breath with another tongue tangling kiss as he slides a finger into your heat.

“It’s okay, it’s only one.” he coos, admiring the way your arms wrap around his body for stabilization.

He’s slow at first, doing his best to get your virgin walls used to his thick finger. It’s odd, it’s a lot. He isn’t going particularly deep yet, but he kisses you through it more. It’s really setting in for him how much you’re relying on him to be gentle with you, to ease you into this. His pace picks up when the intensity of your kiss increases. You’re moaning into his mouth so sweetly, pretty pretty moans as you register the foreign feeling of being fingered.

“O-Oh—”

“One more baby, you can handle one more finger f’me cant’cha?” he questions.

You nod, you aren’t sure if it’s the truth, but you want too. His pace doesn’t let up and you feel just how deep he’s trying to get. It feels like his finger tips are in your lungs. He’s shushing you now, you’re getting a little too loud for him when he knows his son is sleeping soundly downstairs. But the shushing is just as fruitless as it had been when Megumi tried to quieten you down as you entered the house together.

“Y’like it sweetheart? Does it feel good?” he asks you, already knowing the answer by the eyes rolled in the back of your head.

“Y-Yes, daddy, s’good. Too much! Too much f’me!” you wail.

“Sh sh sh,” he commands. You nod, not wanting to disappoint him. “think you can handle my cock?”

“Want it, please, please fuck me.” you whisper, body jolting with each intense curl of his fingers inside your sensitive walls.

He balances on his knees, shuffling around and moving your legs until he is between them. Toji’s thumbs rub softly, comfortingly over your inner thighs. He’s really going to do this. Your heart is racing, as is his. He crooks his fingers into your panties, you push your legs together and lift them up straight so he can remove them with ease. You open your legs for him again, and he takes a particular long stare at your folds. It’s making you self-conscious. Is there something wrong with you? He notices your panicked eyes, leaning his head down to plant a soft, tender kiss on your clit.

His body shifts and soon he’s caging you in beneath him. He delivers you one more kiss, it’s chaste and hurried before he pulls away and licks his lips. His cock rests gently between your pussy lips, his cockhead nudging your sensitive bead ever so slightly. Toji rests his forehead on yours, looking into your eyes.

“Are ya sure about this, princess?” he asks.

“Please, Toji. I want you.”

And with that, it’s all the confirmation he needs. He aligns his shaft with your little hole, you hiss instantly as his mushroom tip stretches your spasming walls.

“Ah, ah—!”

“I know, I know. It’s just the tip baby, doin’ so well f’me.” he croons, attempting to silence you with a kiss one more time. You hum into his mouth; it almost feels like you’re smiling. He pulls away, thinking you might have something to tell him.

“Y’should have been in this uniform T-Toji,” you stutter, still coming to terms with his impressive size delving into your virgin slot.

“Yeah? How come?”

“G-Givin’ me an injection, ah—!” you kid, gasping a little when you feel him bottom out inside of you. He’s too much to take, now you’re sure you can definitely feel him in puncturing your lungs. No, you can feel him filling your throat. You can’t breathe. It doesn’t get any better as he gently ruts his hips inside of you. He covers your mouth with the palm of his hand.

“Shut. Up.” he responds, unimpressed by your silly joke. He punctuates his words with light grinds against your cervix. And although his words say otherwise, you can see an ever so slight curve of his lips. He’s at least a little amused.

He doesn’t thrust for a good while. Taking his time letting you accommodate his heavy, throbbing desire. It’s like you can’t bear to be separated for a single second while he’s inside of you. He kisses you through it all. The grinding. His thumb that traverses down to toy with your pulsing clit. The eventual shallow thrusting. And the inevitable deep intense ones. The ones where you have to pull away to moan. He doesn’t let you part your lips for long, though. Ethereal moans escape your lungs that he must swallow for himself. Stay on his lips, give him what he’s earnt. He deserves them, he is making those sounds. He wants to drown in the depths of your breathy pants.

He can feel you clenching.

“Gonna cum for me, pretty girl?” he asks.

You nod. You are, God, you are. It isn’t lost on you how lucky you are you be losing your virginity to someone who has a particularly high level of competence when it comes to women. He knew exactly how close you were to a powerful end. And he let you moan as loudly as you wanted when you finally spasmed around him, your cunt offering more juice to his needy cock for all of it’s hard work. He kissed your neck through your high, continuing to fuck you through the bliss of your orgasm. You felt another one coming along, about to roll right after the first.

He pressed your left leg further open while he moved your right one over his shoulder. The deeper angle brought exactly what you both wanted. Your chest swelled as you came for a second time in a few seconds, and Toji grunted as he forcefully thrust into you and emptied himself inside of you. He kept fucking you for a while after, a creamy ring forming around the base of his cock. Toji pulled out, admiring the way his kids seeped out of your quivering entrance.

“Open your mouth.” he ordered.

You did as you were told. An obscene moan fell from your lips, still feeling tingly and sensitive. His mouth connected with your leaking cunt, he sucked his cream out of your tight hole and held it in his mouth. He leaned up, kissing you, shoving it all into your mouth. He didn’t need to ask, you already knew he wanted you to swallow.

“That’s a good girl.”

You curled up to his side as he lit up a post-fuck cigarette. It was an addiction for him. The two things go hand in hand in his eyes. It’s the perfect way to recover, to consider the things he’s just done. He raises an eyebrow as you reach up with two fingers, desperate for a drag yourself.

He didn’t even know you smoked.

You don’t.

“I’m sorry,” you tell him. He looks down at you as you suck in the tobacco eagerly. You can’t even be mad when he laughs as you choke on it. You don’t need to try so hard to impress him, he thinks. He already likes you. He’s always thought you were a sweetheart, he just likes you a little more now. “I was tryna do the roleplay thing, I didn’t do a very good job.” you confess, attempting one more time to smoke properly. He snatches the cigarette back from you, sick of you darkening your lungs for the sake of making him think you’re cool.

“It’s alright, just keep the costume,” he smiles, puffing the cigarette effortlessly, “we can try it again next time.”

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I have to go to school today, even on a holiday...😖days like thisss

a/n. I think I’m gonna continue adding to this little ran band member au with random little snippets lol

funky little embarrassing sex moment with ran .. totally not a filler post

"car sex.. looks way easier in porn..." ran chuckled a little as the two of you tossed and turned in the back of his car, after his band had a successful show the best way to 'celebrate' was to get his own little 'show' and 'fun' in the back of his car with you, but it didn't seem to go as planned as the male looked down at your spread legs, taking his cock from his unzipped jeans but struggled to attempt to slide himself inside your pussy.

"ran...baby you can use the light-" your eyes looked up towards the tiny lights that sat in the middle of the back seat ceiling but ran shook his head, cutting you off as he used his thin, long fingerers to guild himself to where your hole was. "no I baby got it" your body shivered as his finger brushed against your clit and the tip of his cock finally began to run against your folds and you felt the moister of his warm precum on your skin, you looked down at the moist, messy situation and sighed in relief as he entered himself inside you fully, letting out a hiss at the same time at the feeling of your pussy squeezing around his thin, long cock.

"s-see? i got it" ran moved himself down to your face, leaving soft kisses along your forehead and cheeks while moving his cock inside you at a fair pace, you moaned in response at the satisfaction and wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing back at his cheeks as well as his long blonde-black strands of hair danced on your skin and fell from his shoulders to yours while he towered over your bare body. "you did so… so gooood tonight ran..." you moaned into his ears as your fingers got lost in his long locks, his groans and whispers of curse words followed shortly after your moans as your pussy only gripped around his cock more and more with every sloppy thrust and clap sound of skin.

the moment was right. the night was right, he thought this was the best way to end such a string of successful shows for the night- knock knock. the sound of a hand hitting the window sent ran almost flinging upward instantly, startled and confused at the sudden sound, therefore you sighed a little and pat at his chest ‘check, it’s fine’ you whispered as he sighed back and nodded, pulling himself out of you slowly and pulling his jeans up while grabbing a blanket that sat in the passenger seat and covering your bare body with it.

ran sat up, fixing his jeans before swinging open the car door, letting the cool air from the night in, and he rolled his eyes at the male that stood in front of him. the lanky tan man gave him a glare as ran stepped out, shirt off, just in jeans and some vans. “are you serious ‘zana?” ran sighed as izana walked back to his trunk “smells like sex in there. give me my guitar” he pointed to the trunk and crossed his arm “that’s all you wanted?- don’t interrupt my time with my girlfriend for dumb shit..” ran popped the trunk open and grabbed hold of the guitar that sat perfectly inside the tight space. “don’t steal my belongings and I won’t disrupt your pussy time.” the shorter male walked off, back to the crowd of members that sat not too far from his car. ‘how embarrassing..’ you both thought.

Yezzzzzzzz😭

Any other Michi fuckers here?

god I want to ride him so hard his dick might fall off. I just want to leave him crying and begging me for more. I would love to ride him in every single way possible.

My heart is still racing from reading this.... it's that GOOOOOD🤭

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒, 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀-𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍?

bunni: i’m in hakkai brainrot lemme alone :) [edit] OKAY LISTEN I- I HAD A THOUGHT AND THIS HAS PROBABLY BEEN DONE BEFORE B-BUT JUST THE THOUGHT OF TAKA N KAI IS 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 basically mitsuya gives kai “visual guidance” on how to please you…..

❥ FT HAKKAI & MITSUYA

cw: pet names (not a lot, use of pretty girl), f! reader, cucking, voyeurism, masturbation (hakkai), fingering, cliffhanger (my readmore don’t work 😔)

hakkai adores you, wants to make sure everything given to you is made to perfection.

which is part of the reason why he’s watching as mitsuya kisses up the length of your neck, nipping and suckling at the skin as you whine from the pleasure. his tongue was so warm, his breathe causing you to squirm as his hands wandered your body, caressing and massaging all your hot spots.

the thing is hakkai was inexperienced when it came to things like this. he was clumsy and a little self conscious about what pleases you, and of course he could ya know….ask. but he was so embarrassed and thought the best thing to do was ask mitsuya for guidance.

guidance that your boyfriend was front row seat to as your soft mewls caused pressure to build in his pants. mitsuya playfully plucked at the waistband of your shorts, smirking down at your embarrassed expression. “can you take these off for us? wanna get a good look at you.” his voice was gentle and affirming. you slid the fabric off of you as he gestured for you to spread your legs, showing hakkai your panties coated in slick. “fuck…” he sighed as he adjusted himself the best he could.

mitsuya started rubbing you through the fabric, cooing for you to relax a bit. “alright kai, you don’t want to go straight for it. you wanna go nice and easy, right baby?” he massaged your clothed cunt as he sucked on your neck again, hakkai watching you slowly come undone as you got wetter and wetter, your panties soaked in your pleasure. it took everything in him not to pull his cock out, you looked so pretty in this state of ecstasy.

your panties were pulled to the side, folds slick and juicy as mitsuya spread them, hakkai in awe. “go on, show your boyfriend how wet and pretty you are down there. feels good?” you nodded as you looked over at hakkai, noticing his stiff posture and uncomfortably tight pants. he’s just…never seen you like this before, so vulnerable and soft, glossy eyes that screamed touch me more. his hand crept to his aching hard on, palming it as mitsuya started rubbing your clit in slow circles. “you got kai over there worked up, he’s just aching to be in this sloppy pussy.” his pace picked up as you whined for him to give you more, tossing your head back as he did just that. two fingers slipped into your entrance, curling and massaging your gooey walls.

“f-fuck you’re so wet…f-fuck!” hakkai sighed, unzipping his pants to ease the tightness in his pants, his cock visible. it sat pretty against his stomach, his hand pumping it a couple times as he watched. you bucked your hips around mitsuya’s fingers, the need to be full overwhelming you. his fingers rubbed against a certain sweet spot that made you cry out, tensing and pulsating around them.

you came, panting and feeling your high overwhelm you as mitsuya lulled you back down. hakkai wasn’t far behind, but he wanted to feel you just as much. “i can take over now, taka-chan. wanna feel my pretty girl c-clench around me…”