When He Gently Takes Your Hand And Places It Over The Bulge In His Pants.

can i request a tanaka x all right 🍑

maybe the reader didn’t feel comfortable in a dress he purchased for her.

- also i luv ur writing <33

me, finally getting to write about tanaka: yeeeeah that's what i'm talking about baby, LET'S GOOOOOOO

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cw: fem!reader, insecurity, body image tw, oral (f receiving), bathroom sex, minors dni

when tanaka opened the door to find tears in your eyes, he went into protection mode.

“who?” he asks simply, fists ready to connect to someone’s face any second. but he softens when you shake your head.

“it’s not that… i just feel stupid,” you don’t meet his gaze, instead looking at the bathroom mirror to tug at your clothes.

tanaka steps inside, shutting the door behind him. he’ll admit, he’s not so good at understanding what you mean sometimes, often needing to be told outright how you’re feeling. but he sees you grimacing at your reflection, pulling at the dress he had bought you a few days ago.

confused, he reaches and takes the material of the dress between his fingers. “you don’t like it,”

you’re quickly turning to him, taking his hands into yours. “no! it’s so pretty, baby, it’s just that…” staring back at the mirror, there’s a look of defeat on your face. “it’s me that’s the problem. nothing looks good on me.”

he’s more confused than before, watching you fuss over your appearance. tanaka knew you had insecurities, he never understood why. you were a knockout, a goddess among mortals. tanaka was lucky to have the privilege of dating you.

but seeing you uncomfortable in something that he bought you makes him feel that he had messed up somehow—that he wasn’t doing a good enough job of making you feel desired, beautiful.

you’re suddenly lifted onto the bathroom sink, the fabric of your dress pushed up so it bunches at your waist. “ryuu?” you’re shocked when tanaka drops to his knees, spreading your dangling legs.

“i just don’t get it,” he says, sliding your panties down your legs, never breaking eye contact with your cunt. “you’re so beautiful…why would you—” he cuts himself off, diving between your legs to lap at your sex.

when it came to eating you out, tanaka could be down right feral. he growls into your pussy, tonguing and slurping as if it was the only meal he was going to have. you have to stop him, the two of you are already late to the party you’re supposed to be at. but he fights off your attempts to push him away.

his mouth is ravenous, making a mess of your thighs with his spit and your juices. if you weren’t on the cusp of a mindblowing orgasm right now, you might just feel embarrassed.

tanaka detached himself from your center with a fucking pop, replacing his tongue with his fingers, rough from years of playing volleyball. “every part of you is amazing,” he says, entrance with how your cunt sucks his fingers in. he fucks you with his hand, tongue latching onto your clit to lap everything it has to offer. at this point, you can feel your mind breaking. every part of your body is vibrating, fingers scratching at his buzzed head.

“baby! baby, i’m gonna—fuck,” you cry, legs giving out from underneath you. you chant his name when you cum, eyes rolling to the back of your head the entire time.

the lower half of tanaka’s face is drenched, licking up his fingers as if he just had a good meal. “i think that dress looks beautiful on you,” he says, a smug grin on his face. he helps you on to your shaky feet only to bend you over the counter and hike your dress up.

“ryuu, too much!” you whine, hearing him unbuckle his belt. tanaka reaches over, grabbing you by the chin and forcing you to look at your reflection in the mirror.

“need to show you how perfect you are, babe,” he says, sinking into you without any prep. your walls flutter around his long cock. “never seen a girl look so pretty until i’ve seen you cum.”

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wakatoshi who’s so pussy drunk and unable to control himself anymore…… a man like him using all that raw strength to fuck your precious little pussy because you got him hypnotized. he gets a better view when your legs are pinned back and you look gorgeous under the weight of his muscular body. he’s obsessed. embarrassingly enough. bewitched— to previously unknown, yet curious extents. whatever spell you put on him, it’s working. he doesn’t say a word but is he vocal.. wakatoshi doesn’t shy away anymore, several grunts escape his mouth. he’s been trying. and trying. and trying too hard, poor baby. keeping his mouth shut, lips sealed tightly, breathing heavily—god knows why he’s been hiding his voice and muffled moans, they echoed inside of him for too long.

his very own reactions shock wakatoshi. something’s happening. it’s you. your pussy taking his dick so well, the warmth, it’s melting him. you look at your boyfriend and see a disorientated man. frenzied, balls deep inside your cunt, too immersed to be aware of how messy his thrusts are and how terribly chaotic he’s behaving. holding onto your legs for dear life, they’re both on his shoulders now, he’s kissed them a few times. you smell so sweet when he’s about to make you climax, the scent of sex and the perfume you always wear. you’re not better at containing yourself either. it’s evidently what gets him turned on even more. your moans, the slow arch of your back, your fingers rubbing against your clit when your hand is shaking. your eyes roll awaiting orgasm, sex with a man as strong as wakatoshi is overwhelmingly good. you’re gone too, you got lost as much as wakatoshi while he’s fucking your cunt.

“mine.. this. i want you to be mine.”

you are at fault for this.

the first time katsuki sees your pussy, hes in awe.

“shes so fuckin pretty, mama.” he says, trying to softly pull your legs apart. he wanted to try and be gentle for your first time. (yet, you knew he couldnt. and you wanted it rough.) but hes only hanging by a fucking thread. “this all fer me, right?”

you nod, lust taking over your eyes and brain.

“you want me to taste ‘er?” he suggested, eyes lidded from his own lust. you nod, again. and he smiles. “yeah? how bad?”

“please, kat. dont tease me tonight. need you.”

“oh, princess.” he shakes his head and clicks his tongue. he bites your inner thigh, licking at the mark. “yer cunt is telling me to eat her. cant deny body language.”

you bite your own lip, nodding your head.

“mm? tell me what you want, pretty mama.”

“eat me, please.” you have a whine in your voice, clit throbbing from the cool breeze of his dorm and his breathing tickling it. “do what you want to me, i dont care.”

he chuckled, licking his lips as he spread you open. he presses on your lower tummy, signaling you to lay back and be comfortable. “if you say so, dont try to run then.”

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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎

schoolgirl fit. ⋆ whats your speciality? (spanish ver.) ⋆ lo prefieres agresivo. ⋆ driving his cock into you. ⋆ his iconic tee + choking. ⋆ fixing your attitude. ⋆ fucking his cum back into you.

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

desk pet. ⋆ bouncing on his length. ⋆ thigh fucking. ⋆ tying him up. ⋆ canon fucking. ⋆ mnmnm prone bone. ⋆ going at it like rabid dogs. ⋆ his moaaans. ⋆ whimpering mess. ⋆ pussy eating.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

hole inspections. ⋆ size kink. ⋆ sex education. ⋆ squirting. ⋆ groping you. ⋆ dick too good. ⋆ yours whenever, wherever. ⋆ facesitting. ⋆ pounding in the bathroom. ⋆ size comparison.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

spreading your legs open. ⋆ teasing you. ⋆ idk but hes so hot. ⋆ cosplay. ⋆ worshipping his dick. ⋆ making out + fingering. ⋆ cuffs + buttplug. ⋆ waist holding. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ recording.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

reversed roles. ⋆ geto w that good shit. ⋆ pounding you from inside his car. ⋆ bathtub blowjob. ⋆ youre so obnoxiously loud. ⋆ getting it hit. ⋆ that tutoring session escalated.

SUKUNA RYOMEN. ꒱‎

your throat is just a fleshlight. ⋆ bods givin sukuna. ⋆ that pussy grip. ⋆ rough fucking. ⋆ what a night. ⋆ cunt slaps. ⋆ humiliation kink. ⋆ a shaky wreck. ⋆ bouncing you on his dick.

can you do more bully samu but he’s almost comforting the reader when she feels insecure?

this is so cute but i still had to make him a lil mean :(

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cw: fem!reader, insecurities, name-calling, jealousy (kinda), choking (kinda), bully!osamu being nice the only way he knows how, minors dni

you hated this feeling and wondered why it always bubbled up when she was around. it was stupid, you didn’t own osamu—he wasn’t your boyfriend. yet whenever you see him talking to mina, there’s a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach that you can’t explain. it’s obvious to anyone with eyes that mina has a thing for osamu from the way she bats her eyes and giggles at his jokes. this wouldn’t be so bad if she wasn’t so pretty. looking at how her hair bounced every time, you just felt so inferior.

osamu had instructed you to wait for him by his car but you couldn’t stomach the image of him talking to her anymore. you turned on your heel and walked off campus, it wasn’t that far from your house and you hoped the walk might give you the chance to clear your mind. but you didn’t get very far, only managed to get a few blocks away when you noticed a familiar car trailing behind you.

“where ya goin’, idiot?” he barks out the window, pulling into the sidewalk when you come to a stop. he looks annoyed, brows furrowed as he opens the passenger side door. you climb in and put your seatbelt on as osamu speeds away. “ya know i hate it when ya run off like that.”

“i’m sorry,” you mumble, staring at your thumbs. you wonder if he had to leave his conversation with mina early. did he want that? maybe that’s why he’s annoyed—he’s stuck with you instead of spending time with someone he actually wants to be around. it’s a bit twisted to think you might actually be worried that someone could take osamu away from you. that’s what you wanted, right? to not have to deal with a hot-headed, overprotective bully all the time? “didn’t mean to interrupt your conversation…”

osamu quirks his brow. “what ya on about now? ya mean whatshername back there? that’s why ya actin’ all weird?” you feel your cheeks flush and realize how stupid you must sound, turning away so osamu can’t see your face. but he’s always been perceptive, he know something’s off with you but he decides to leave it alone and continue driving.

“can’t believe you were jealous,” osamu snickers, hand wrapped around your throat as he enters you once more. he squeezes gently, forcing a small whine from your lips. you were in osamu’s bed for a change, spread out on the mattress as his large body hovered over you. he cooed in your ear, laughing at the behavior you displayed today. “ya really think i’d waste my time with someone else when i already have a perfect lil dummy at home?”

his cock hits that special little spot inside you, your thighs twitching with every thrust he makes. “sa-samu,” you groan, hands clasped around the one he still has at your neck. “slow, slow, please…”

“uh-uh, gotta fuck those bad thoughts out of ya, gonna make ya empty-headed just how i like ya,” he babbles, cursing under his breath from how heavenly your cunt felt around him. osamu cradles your face in his hands, kissing you over and over. “such a pretty girl, why would i want anyone else, hm? you’re so good to me, feel so perfect around me.” his kisses prompt him to fuck you deeper, making you cry against his lips.

“gonna cum—ah! samu! let me cum, please!” you begged, body thrashing underneath him. you felt like you were breaking apart, the pressure had become too much. you just needed your release, just needed that one last push to fall over the edge.

osamu wanted to laugh, to tease you for getting so dumb on his cock but he was losing him composure too, ready to burst at any second. “cum for me, stupid, make a mess all over me,” your body buzzed with pleasure as you creamed around osamu’s cock, your spent cunt leaving leaving white rings on his length. osamu growled when he came, his seed spilling deep inside you.

after cleaning you up and changing you into more comfortable clothes, osamu pulled you into his arms. “next time you’re thinkin’ like that, tell me,” he grunts, nipping at your neck.

“okay,” you trail off, feeling the exhaustion settle in but osamu prods you a bit more.

“i mean it,” his hand gently rubs up and down your arms. “don’t shut me out like that…”

you start to feel a little fuzzy, a small smile settling on your face, and you’re not sure if it’s from osamu’s words or the sleepiness consuming you.

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revenge attempt #1: failed

Nanami stuffing his cum back into your cunt with his fingers to make sure it takes; you squirm as the tips of his digits hit your sensitive g-spot, raw from how hard he was drilling his cock into you just moments ago.

“Fuck,” he pants, one hand splayed across your lower back, the other playing with your overstimulated clit, “look at all that—we made such a mess, huh baby?”

His palm comes down on your ass, leaving a mark for sure, after all you can muster is a whimper in response to his words.

“Use your words, pretty baby.”

“Y-yes, Ken, we m-made a mess…”

He smiles with lustful satisfaction before flipping you over beneath him. “Good girl,” he whispers as he hovers over you, “because we’re about to make an even bigger mess~”

Smth small bc I’ve been neglecting my anime husbands recently😞 I currently have a Jungkook x fem!reader concept coming out soon, so look out for that!!!! (Yk who you are anon, dw I’m making my way to your request 😌)

sometimes work was too much for nanami; he got a pick-me-up before turning in with you, and that would get him worked up. to the point that once he was inside of you, there was no stopping him.

nanami could handle his liquor, but it was the brown liquor he couldn't handle, and that's the one that took the edge off the most.

having him want to tear off his clothes the moment he got it in his system, eyes hazy and dick hard, with nothing but you on his mind and how fast he could get to you.

it wasn't until you started drinking with him that you noticed that certain drinks didn't have the same effect on him; if he had a little bit of wine or vodka, he was fine; it wasn't until he had a drop of rum or whiskey that he started looking at you funny.

"come sit in my lap… dont be that way; im not gonna hurt ya." talking like… that, it was funny until it wasn't. his hands rubbing all over your body, his lips kissing your neck, and his dick pressing up against your ass, his clinginess was cute until he had you looking at yourself in the big mirror in your room for his amusement.

"look at yourself; you usually don't look this slutty while getting fucked." frowning as you choked on his fingers, trying to talk, but his fingers were pushed to the back of your throat, his other hand firm on your hip as he thrust into you for the millionth time.

your head turning away and his hand coming up with a firm grip, making sure you were still looking at yourself in the mirror, his pace quickening.

"aht aht, you're going to keep looking at yourself." his voice deep and the pleasure rising inside of you.

nanami was usually a passionate lover, telling you how good you looked and how much he loved you, but it was when he was a little drunk that he was more assertive, telling you how nasty you were for him.

"you only get nasty for me, right? mm fuck, tell me." talking you through your orgasm or just saying nasty shit that kept you on your toes, you didn't hate it; you actually loved it.

his deep voice trailing off, telling you how he couldn't get enough of you and wanted to fuck you every chance he got.

once he was drunk, he wasn't thinking about anyone or anything but you; you were the main focus, the main entertainment, and he made it very known.

"stop holding in your moans; let me hear them." sliding out of you just to push deeper inside of you, the moans you were once holding in now coming out.

he wasn't conscious or thinking about every little thing; he let his body take control in how good it felt with you on it.

"tell me how you want me to fuck you, baby; talk to me." sweat dripping down his forehead and a flushed face, all you could do was laugh; he was drunk, but he still wanted you to feel good, taking care of your every need.

what a man.

「THE BEST DESSERT」 | TENDOU SATORI

SUMMARY: Tendou’s an amazing and passionate chocolatier. Y/n always loved his food, and she’s about to find out there’s more he can do with chocolate than just confectionery.

WARNINGS: oral sex (fem!receiving), food play, degrading, edging, choking, spanking, masochism, vaginal penetration, breeding.

AO3 | WATTPAD

You look out of the car window, admiring Paris streets as you're on the way to Tendou’s chocolate shop. He asked you to come over to try his new recipe that he seems kind of insecure to sell for his customers.

You thank the Uber driver and get out of the car, smelling the sweet scent that exhales from your friend’s shop.

The redhead was attending his last customer of the day, speaking excitedly about the different types of chocolate he made. You smile at the scene, nothing makes Tendou happier than speaking about something he is passionate about. His eyes light up and he opens his mouth to show a smile that could light up the night. your heart skips a beat and you breathe in, finally opening the door.

“This one is the Valentine’s Day special, it has a bit of pepper, to, you know, help you put a little bit of spice into your relationship.” Tendou says to the old lady while holding a box of red chocolate.

You quietly laugh at him as you put your bag and coat on the balcony.

“I’m a widow.” The old lady says and you turn around to see the chocolatier with a desperate look on his face. Satori’s usually really good at guessing things but sometimes he makes mistakes like this one.

“Eh, anyways, so, we also have this passion fruit stuffed bonbon, it’s exotic, everyone loves it.” He says as he grabs the chocolate box fast and clumsily.

You slap your mouth and turn around trying not to laugh at him and his attempt to hide his awkwardness.

After a short while, the old lady chooses her sweets and pays for them, walking out of the shop with an annoyed face on.

“Jesus Christ, Tendou, I don’t think she’s ever coming back.” You say, finally letting your laugh out.

“This was the most awkward moment of my life.” He says, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I don’t think so, remember when you dropped the belgian chocolate mousse on the city’s major at the chocolate contest?”

“Why do you always remind me of that, y/n?”

“So, where’s the new recipe?” You ask as you jump on the balcony counter.

“Oh, right! It’s actually in my apartment. I was thinking maybe you could come over, we can order something and then watch that new horror movie you were talking about?” He offers while looking at you expectantly.

You put your hand on your chin, making a questioning face, as if his question was a philosophical one. You tap your finger on your chin and side eye Tendou, who’s still waiting anxiously for your answer.

“It’s a great offer, there’s no way I can refuse it.” You say with a smile on your face.

“Yay! I’ll just close the cash register and we can go.” He says, going behind the counter.

You scroll through your phone while waiting for him to finish and grab his things.

“All done, let’s go!” Tendou says as he offers you his hand, to help you get out of the balcony.

You thank him and walk ahead. Suddenly, you feel his hand on your lower back. Your breath hitches and you continue walking normally, mentally hoping he didn’t notice your quick moment of weakness.

“My car is on the other side of the block, there was nowhere to park when I got here.” He says, turning right to where you suppose was the direction of his car.

“Can I wait here? My feet are killing me, I would really appreciate it if you could just get the car and come get me here.” You say, stopping on your tracks, looking at him with a pouting face.

He turns to look at you and answer but something behind you catches his attention first.

“No, you’re coming with me.” He says as he puts his arm around your waist and pulls you close to his chest, walking faster than before.

“Ten, what are you doing?” You ask confusedly.

“Don’t ask, just walk, we’ll talk in the car.” He says without looking at you.

You start walking faster, trying to keep up with his pace. He holds you tightly against him and looks back a couple of times.

We get to the car and he opens the passenger seat door for me. After You get in, he closes the door and runs to the driver’s side. He looks back one more time before finally getting in the car.

“So?”

“So what?”

“Why were you acting so weird?”

“There were some creepy dudes looking at you, if I had left you alone there they would’ve tried something for sure.” He answers while putting the seat belt on and starting the car.

“And you held me because?” He looks at you confused.

“Y/n, I just told you, they were looking at you like you were their prey.”

“I think you were just looking for an excuse to touch me.” You say as you lean against the car window.

“Maybe I was.” Tendou says and puts his right hand on your thigh, while the other stays on the wheel.

The touch makes you blush and you turn to the side, hiding your red face from him. His thumb caresses your skin and you bite your lips, mentally screaming at the situation you're in.

You stayed quiet the whole ride and Tendou sang along to the songs that were playing on the radio, as if his hand on your thigh was something completely normal to him.

He pulls up to his apartment parking lot and before you get the chance to open the door he leans over and opens it for me. You can feel his breath on your neck, sending goosebumps to your body. You thank him and quickly get out of the car. He gets out and you look at him to see he has an evil smirk on his face.

This bitch knows the effect he has on me.

“So how was your day?” He asks as we walk towards the elevator.

You tell him about it as we make our way up to his flat. We order some pizza and lay blankets and pillows on his day-bed, setting everything up for the movie night.

[...]

Your stomach feels heavy from all the pizza you ate. You're wrapped around a blanket watching the movie without blinking. You hear Tendou laugh.

”What?” You turn to the side to ask him.

“Nothing, you just look really cute right now.”

“Shut up.” You punch the side of his arm.

The movie is near the end, the suspense fills the room and you bite your lips in frustration, debating whether you should keep watching or bury your face on the couch.

A jumpscare scene comes up and you yell in fear. Tendou laughs loudly and breathlessly at you who’s now hyperventilating because of the movie.

“Come here.” He says between laughs. You look at him and see him with his arms open indicating for you to cuddle him.

You hug his waist and continue watching the movie. His hand goes up and down on your back in a comforting way, making you feel safe in his arms.

“Thank you.” You say still looking at the tv.

“You don’t have to thank me for this. You’re scared, it happens”

“No, I didn’t thank you properly for not leaving me alone with those creeps. I owe you one.”

“You don’t owe me anything, I couldn’t leave my girl alone don‘t matter the circumstances.”

Your eyes widen and you look up to him instantly.

“Your wh-”

“Oh, look at that, it’s dessert time!” He interrupts you getting out of the couch and grabbing your wrist, taking you with him. “So the recipe I want you to try is a chocolate ice cream I created, it has a mixture of two different kinds of chocolate and a milk cream to make it creamy.”

He goes to the freezer and gets the ice cream. You grab two spoons from the kitchen drawer and sit on the counter, smiling anxiously. You're always the first one to try Tendou’s new recipes and never once he made something bad, confectionery was his vocation and it clearly shows.

“Ladies first.” He says, opening the ice cream pot.

You take a big portion of the ice cream with your spoon and eat it. The chocolate melts on your tongue and it feels like paradise. You close your eyes so you can fully focus on the dessert and hum as you swallow the ice cream.

“It. Is. So. Good. Tendou. Oh. My. God.” You say and he laughs.

“I’m glad you liked it, this was my third attempt to do it, I couldn't seem to get the chocolate temperature right.”

We both eat the ice cream like little kids on a summer day. Having a sweet tooth, we ate almost half of the pot in just one sitting. You look at him and see he has chocolate all over his face.

“Ten, come here.” You order and he gets closer. “You have chocolate all over your face.” You laugh.

You cup his face on your hands and wipe the chocolate off of the sides of his mouth with your thumbs, licking and sucking them after to get the taste of the frozen desert. Tendou stares at you the whole time, shocked as he sees you tasting the chocolate that was once on his face.

“Oh, look! You have some in your face too!” He says and cups your face just like you did with him.

But he doesn’t wipe it with his thumb. He gets closer to your face and licks the side of your mouth that, supposedly, had ice cream on it.

He smirks when he sees the blush on your cheeks, probably feeling the heat coming out of them. You don’t hesitate and grab some of the desert with your spoon, placing it on his lips.

“I think I missed a spot!”

You close the gap between us and slam your lips onto his. You lick his lips and he puts his hand on the back of your head, deepening the kiss. The kiss is cold because of the ice cream, but it’s heat that flows through it. Everyone knew that you and Tendou had something between us, but we were too focused on your careers to think about anything else. Still, he gave you butterflies everytime he looked at you with those big red eyes and irresistible smile. After a few seconds you pull away from him, still flustered.

“Why did you kiss me?” He asked.

“Because you had ice cream on your lips.”

“Just because of that?” He asks teasingly.

“Yeah, just because of that.”

“Okay then.”

He digs his finger in the pot and presses it on your lips, immediately kissing you afterwards, with more passion and hunger than before. He licks your bottom lip and you open your mouth, letting him explore it. You moan into the kiss and grab him by the shirt, pulling him closer.

We pull back, searching for air.

“You had ice cream on your lips.” He says, caressing your cheek with his hand.

“Shut up, Tendou.”

“Okay.”

He starts kissing your neck, hands now traveling around your waist, under your shirt. You still can’t believe what’s going on, but you won’t stop him, you don’t want to.

He grabs your shirt’s strap and pulls it up. You put your arms up to help him take it off of me. Once your shirt is off, he kisses your chest, his left hand going down your spine and under your bottomwear, grabbing and gripping on your ass. His right hand sits on the side of your thigh and he delivers sloppy kisses on your skin, going from your chest, all the way up to your ear.

“Let’s continue this on the couch, shall we?”

“B- But the dessert?!”

He leans back and looks at you then at the pot, and at you again.

“You’ll be my dessert.” He says as he smirks and grabs the ice cream pot with one hand, the other goes around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

He pulls you out of the kitchen counter and carries you to the living room with one arm. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, thightly, cautious not to fall.

Tendou throws you on the couch, immediately pushing your skirt off of me.

“Lean back on the backrest.” He orders and you do as you're told.

You look at him expectantly, closing your legs and pressing your thighs against each other. He takes off his shirt, to show his subtle abs, the result of years playing volleyball since childhood.

“Open your legs for me.”

You don’t move. You keep looking at him, paralised. You still can’t believe that you're actually doing this. You thought the thought of Tendou railing you was a fictional scene your head created as you started to get to know him better, it’s hard to believe dreams actually come true.

“I told you to open your legs.” He says with a serious look on his face.

You could do it, but you won’t. You want to see what he’s going to do if you don’t follow his orders. Tendou was always extremely sweet to you and everyone else, this authoritarian side of him is new to you,and it excites you not being able to tell what he’s doing next.

He puts his hands on your knees and pushes your legs open, sitting between them. The redhead brings his hand from your thigh all the way up to your neck, the cold fingertips making your skin dither. He holds your neck and tightens his grip on the sides, restricting your airflow.

“When I order something, you obey. Do you understand, you whore?” He says to your ear.

You nod in agreement.

“Say you understand.”

“I understand.” You manage to say, struggling because of the hard hand on your neck.

“Good, now take off your bra.”

You obey him, unhooking your bra and throwing it somewhere in the room. Tendou grabs the forgotten ice cream pot from the side. He leans down and delivers a kiss on each one of your boobs before tilting the pot, letting the almost melted dessert fall on your chest. You take a deep breath, your whole body feels cold and you shiver at the feeling of the cream dispersing through your skin. He stares at you and licks his lips.

“It looks delicious.”

One drop drains down to your bell bottom. You whimper and arch your back as Tendou licks the drop. He drags his tongue to taste all the chocolate from your skin, and takes your left boob in his mouth. He sucks on it, still with a bit of ice cream on his tongue. He sucks fast, your breathing gets heavier and you run your hand through his hair.

Once he’s done, he puts his arms under your thighs and pulls you down, making you lay fully on the couch. His finger finds your underwear’s strap and he takes it off of you fast.

“I don’t wanna hear a single sound from you, understood?” He asks, grabbing the pot again.

“Yes.”

He takes the pot once again, and spreads the chocolate all over your aroused organ. You cover your mouth with your two hands to muffle the sound you wanted to let escape from it. Tendou laughs and starts unbuttoning his belt.

“Covering your mouth is cheating, y/n” He grabs his belt, hovers over you,takes your hands off of your mouth, pinning them above your head, and wrapps the belt around your wrists. “Let’s see how long you can hold your moans in.”

He goes back down with a smirk on his face. Having known you for years, Tendou knows that you're sensitive to all kinds of touch, and you know he probably wants you to make even the slightest sound, just so he can punish me . You bite your lips, determined to not let anything slip out.

Tendou puts your knees over his shoulders, hands on your inner thighs to keep you in place. He licks his lips and stares at you,looking directly in your eyes.

“ Itadakimasu .” He says teasingly, before pushing his tongue against you,taking all the ice cream inside his mouth.

He alternates between sucking your clit and pushing his tongue up your opening. your back arches and you swallow your moans down your throat. The feeling of his cold tongue inside of you makes your eyes go to the back of your head. The pleasure overwhelms your body, and it feels like you're on fire.

“How many fingers can you take?” He asks, raising his head from me.

Your mind stops as you look at the length of Tendou’s fingers. If his fingers are that long, imagine how long is his…

“One.”

“How about we make it three?” Your eyes widened. “Oh, c’mon, y/n, you’re a good slut, I know you can take it.”

You think for a moment and nod, making him smile in victory. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to prepare yourself for what's coming next. He slowly inserts his fingers inside of you,carefully watching your facial expressions as you hold your whimpers and moans back. He starts moving his fingers faster and you have to bite your lips harder.

He starts sucking your clit again, gently biting and licking on it. He hums against your skin, the vibrations sending you closer to the edge. Suddenly, he curves his fingers inside of you and your breathing hitches, making you whimper at surprise. You look down at Tendou, fearing he might’ve heard it, but he doesn’t show any reaction. His long fingers hit your g-spot and you let a big moan come out.

“Well well, I guess I found the right spot.” He says with an evil, but still attractive face on.

He adds another finger and hits the spot again. You moan loudly.

“Two.”

You try to calm down and hold your sounds back, but at this point anything he does to you will get you screaming. He thrusts his fingers inside of you again. Your legs start to feel numb as you arch your back and moan.

“Three.”

He starts rubbing your clit with his thumb, sending an overwhelming wave of pleasure through your body.

“Four.”

You clench on his fingers, indicating you're close to reaching your climax.

“Five.”

“Satori! I- I’m close!” You say moaning.

“No, you only get to cum when I let you.”

“Fuck.”

“Huh?”

He inserts his fingers fast and tougher than before. You scream in pleasure.

“Six.”

What the fuck is this man counting?

“Satori, I can’t hold it anymore.” You beg him, your unsteady breathing making your voice crack a little.

“Beg, bitch.”

“Satori, let me cum, please. ”

“I can’t hear you, darling.” He curves his fingers again.

“Sa-Satori! Please! Let me cum!”

“Look at my little slut, begging me to let her cum.” He laughs. “So adorable. Go on, cum for me.”

He hits your g-spot once again and your whole body starts to shake. A wave of numbness fills every inch of your skin as you arch your back. You open your mouth to moan but nothing comes out, there’s no sound or word that could describe how you're feeling right now.

You can feel your wrist skin burning because of the friction with the leather, but the only thing you can focus on is the way you can feel your body to the maximum extent. you're completely sensitive and whimpers escape your mouth as the numbness slowly leaves your being.

You stay quiet, trying to compose yourself and regulate your breathing. You look at Tendou and he has nothing but pure lust in his eyes. It’s an intimidating look, but still exciting. He hovers over you to release your arms, but before he reaches for them you get your hands up behind his neck and pull him down for a kiss.

Your tongues dance tougher against each other, a mixture of sweetness from the dessert and stickiness from your juices fills our mouths.

“You taste good, right?” He asks as he pulls away from me.

Satori cups your cheek with one hand, the other beside your head as a support for him to stay on top of me. He runs his thumb over the trace of tears that are marked in your face, tears of pleasure that you didn’t even notice were there until now.

“You know, I’ve eaten a lot of amazing desserts, from all over the world, west to east. All types of chocolate, textures, cakes, pies... but I’ll tell you something: you are, by far, the best dessert I ever tasted.”

You stare at his eyes only to find sincerity in them. Tendou Satori, the guy who loves confectionery more than anything else in the world, just told you you're the best thing he ever tasted. You can’t find words to say to him, so you show him how you feel through your actions. You kiss him once again, with more hunger and passion than you ever kissed anyone before. He kisses you back, reciprocating the same feelings. After making out for a while, Tendou gets up and finally takes the belt off of your wrists.

“Turn around, all in fours.”

You roll over to position yourself as he said. He puts both his hands on your hips and leans down to your ear.

“You think I forgot you disobeyed me?” He whispers. “It’s time for your punishment, honey.” He says, running his hands down to your ass, caressing it. “One spank for every moan you let out. If I’m not mistaken, it was six, right?”

“Ten. Give me ten.”

“Ten? Damn, you sure are a bad girl, huh?” He says laughing. “Well, I’ll give you as much as you want.”

He leaves a kiss on the side of your neck before leaning back up. You barely have time to breathe before Tendou’s hand hits your skin. You feel a deep sting on your ass and the burn from the spank takes over your body.

“Does it hurt?” He asks, rubbing his palm over the red spot on your cheek.

“No.”

He hits the same spot, with more strength than before. You moan as your skin melts under his touch.

“You’re sure?”

He switches to the other cheek, delivering a powerful hit on it. Sometimes I forget he used to spike volleyballs in high school. You grab a pillow from the side and put it under your head, stretching your arms under it, now laying fully on your stomach.

“I want you to count for me.”

“Four!” You yell against the pillow as he hits me.

Endorphins fill your body and the pain turns to pleasure.

“Five!”

“Six!”

“Seven!”

“Eight!”

“Nine!”

You don’t want it to be over, but the spankings aren’t the only thing you're craving right now. your lust mixes with the hormones your brain releases and there’s nothing in the world that You want more than for Tendou to fuck you already.

The last spank comes in doubles. Both his hands hit your ass as you scream. Your knees and thighs hurt because of the tension, but all you can feel is high and bliss. You can hear Tendou taking off his pants, the corners of your mouth going up in excitement.

You turn around and crawl over to him. You put your hands around his neck and pull him for a kiss, while throwing us back to the couch, him on top of me. You ran your hands from his neck down to the bunge in his boxers. You can feel the wet spot of pre-cum on the tip of his dick. He groans as you stroke his erected member.

“Please, Satori. Just fuck me already. I want you all over me. I want you inside of me.” He laughs.

“I wish your co-workers could see how the ‘calm and lovinly y/n’ is right now, begging me to fuck her senseless. Did they know you’re actually a whore?”

“I don’t think so, but you can tell them how much of a slut I am for you after you’re done with me.” You say against his ear, fuelling the monster inside of him.

He pulls his boxers down fast, not wanting to waste any more seconds. He puts your right leg over his shoulder and positions his tip on your entrance. His left arm goes around your wait, closing your bodies together, chest to chest. He thrusts inside of you, making you the most full I’ve ever been. As he’s about to pull out, you clench around him, making him groan loud in your ear.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.”

He increases his pace and goes in rougher, both your moans filling up the room. The skin clapping echoes through his flat and out of it, probably waking his neighbours up, but we don't care, the only thing on your minds right now is each other and how we wish this moment could last forever.

You feel a knot starting to form in your stomach and you dig your nails on his back, scratching it. Satori whimpers at the feeling as he continues to push himself in and out of me. He puts your left leg over his shoulder for better access and goes in even faster.

“Sa-Satori, I-”

“Not yet.”

Tears flow through your eyes as you try to hold your climax in. Your nails leave marks all over his back like red paint in a canva, your thighs hurt and you know it’s gonna be hard to walk for a couple of days, but it’s all worth it.

“Are you ready?” He asks.

“Yeah, but don’t pull out.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, I want you to fill me up.”

Tendou precisely hits your g-spot, as if he knew your body like the palm of his hand. You scream in pleasure as he keeps banging the same spot.

“On three, okay?” You nodd. “One… two… three.”

We reach your climaxes at the same time. Your body shakes as he keeps thrusting you,prolonging your orgasms. The overstimulation causes you to reach what athletes know as ‘zone’, your mind has nothing but this exact moment, when you're at peak pleasure, your body feels light and relaxed, as if Tendou could take all your problems and frustrations away just like that.

He drops all his weight on you and we keep still, painting. After a while, he pulls out of you and lays beside you,bringing you close to his chest. The soreness finally kicks you and everything from your hips down hurts, but in a good way. You can feel the warm liquids running down your thighs, probably dropping to his couch.

“Are you okay?” He asks, back to his sweet self again.

“Yes, I’m more than okay actually. You?”

“I feel amazing… just a quick question, are you on a pill or something?”

“Yeah, I take anticoncepcional, don’t worry, you won’t be a dad nine months from now.” You answer laughing, as you snuggle into his chest.

“Oh, okay. Is this a good moment to confess to you that I love you, or will it seem like you're just saying this because of the awesome sex we just had?

You laugh. your heart fills with warmth and a big smile takes over your face.

“I love you too, Satori, I always did.”

You kiss him once again and hug him tightly.

“We made quite a mess, why don’t you go shower and I’ll clean this up and come meet you there?” He asks as he runs his hand through your hair.

“Okay, baby.”

You get out of his embrace and get out of the couch. As you're about to take a step, your legs give up and you crash into the floor.

“I guess you won’t be walking for a few days, huh?” Satori says between his laughs, trying to stand up to help me

“Fuck you.”

“You just did.”

He holds you in his arms and gets you out of the floor, then picks you up, bridal style.

“The mess can wait, let’s take a shower, I can’t have my girl hurting herself falling.”

You kiss his cheek and we go to the bathroom like two love birds.

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JJK//They get hard in public

Characters: Nanami Kento, Toji Fushiguro, Choso

Warning: mature content ahead

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Nanami: Comfortable after just having dinner at a high class restaurant, you extended your legs in an attempt to relax them. But maybe you extended them a little bit too high and too far, as they ended up touching your boyfriend’s sensitive area. He widened his eyes immediately after the contact, adjusting his position in the seat. Letting out a “Hng”, you understood that your action surprised him, making you feel bad thinking that you might have gotten dirt on his clothes. Standing up you asked him to face you. He didn’t know why, and with a questioning face he did as you said. You managed to surprise him once again when you started rubbing a tissue there, trying to clean any possible dirt. You were as surprised as he was when you noticed a bulge forming in his pants. Raising your head, pretty much shocked, you wanted to apologize for getting him hard by mistake. “Nanami I’m so so sorry. This wasn’t my intention, I swear”. He looked so done. It was about time you had to leave but you couldn’t let him get out like that. It was your fault this happened, so you were going to solve the problem. 

  Getting down on your knees you tried to unzip his pants, but he was faster than you, catching your wrist right when you were about to touch him. “What are you doing!?” “It is my fault so please let me take care of it”. He sighed, slowly letting go of your hand. You were so thankful he reserved a table in a private room, so that other people’s chit chat couldn’t disturb you. 

  You unzipped his pants, freeing his cock from his boxers. Checking both of your wrists you realized that you didn’t have a clam to tie your hair, but, being as observant as always, Nanami grabbed your hair, holding it carefully so he wouldn’t hurt you in the process. You didn’t waste another second and got to work, taking him in slow at first, hastening your pace after a short while. You were rubbing his cock while sucking it so that he’d cum as fast as possible. Nanami was trying his best not to make any noise, but you could hear him letting out soft groans. He didn’t try to hold it in and he eventually came. You couldn’t have him cumming anywhere around the place so you made sure you swallowed everything. When you were done, you wiped the corner of your lips, making sure there wasn’t any slipping away. He cleared his throat loudly, quickly getting up from his seat. “Come on. We’re going home”

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