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incognithot (aizawa x student! reader)

♥ pairing: aizawa x fem!reader

♥ wc: 1,448

♥ synopsis: You're Aizawa's problem student. During Halloween, you dress up in a costume that hides your identity and get fucked by him.

tw: teacher-student relationship, age gap, reader is 18, daddy kink, choking, unsafe sex, alcohol, dubious consent (alcohol involved), fingering

Just the thought of going out with your girls to celebrate Halloween and getting fucked by your teacher, Aizawa, in the restroom of some bar while you're wearing a costume and he's too drunk to notice it's you.

It's Halloween, and you use the occasion as a chance to dress up as a slut, of course, opting for a tight, black tube dress and high heels that are definitely brought together by the cheap cat ears you stole from your bestie and the shitty nose and whiskers your friend drew on you while half-drunk. You slap on a venetian-styled mask, hoping to maybe elevate your trashy couture a little bit. It doesn't, but it at least hides your identity pretty efficiently when aided by the mirage of night time.

He is the last person you expect to see in the bar, dressed up as Dracula too, and you're glad that your girlfriends aren't part of the hero course, because it would be pretty embarrassing to confess how horny you are for your teacher, and have been for a long time. Usually, you wouldn't even bother saying hi to him in public, already knowing that he would probably just choose to ignore you or just sigh at you for daring to bother him outside of class.

But tonight, you're brave, sexy and most of all, drunk as hell, so you don't think twice of approaching him and hitting him with some random joke about vampires, probably an awful one considering how unimpressed he looks, but it's enough to distract him from the group of people he was hanging out with. You are glad you don't recognize any of them, so you can embarrass yourself with a little bit more freedom. You expect him to sigh when he realizes who you are, maybe entertain your bullshit a little bit and then tell you to go do your homework, but he doesn't. You quickly realize why: He doesn't recognize you. Holy shit.

You don't quite remember what the hell you blab about, and he probably doesn't either, because he spends most of the conversation just looking you up and down, which makes you nervous, as it could either mean that, option A, he is starting to realize who you are, or option B, he is checking you out. You don't know which one makes you dizzier.

You get your answer when he wraps his arm around your waist at some point, pulling you closer, his intoxicating cologne now invading all your senses, as he pretends to laugh at some dumb joke you spouted. He is pretending to laugh. He is pretending, so he can get on your good side. So he can fuck you. It makes electricity go right into your clit, your pussy throbbing around nothing. You look up at him, starry-eyed, absolutely enamored with your handsome teacher, too drunk to realize what you're getting yourself into.

He whispers something in your ear, about wanting to get some privacy with you, talk more quietly. You agree enthusiastically, but are surprised when instead of leading you outside, he drags you into the restroom.

It happens.

Him pinning you against the wall and kissing you desperately, probably thinking you're just some hot slut he picked up at a bar rather than one of his students. You roll your eyes back at feeling of his tongue in your mouth, the taste of whiskey and nicotine quickly flooding your senses as you remember the fact that this is the same man who scolded you for smoking during breaks, who scrunched his nose and told you this was a disappointment coming from you. The same man who grabbed your wrist and made you drop the cigarette when you refused to do so.

The same strong hands now groping you desperately, slapping your ass and making it jiggle. You hug his neck with your arms, standing in your tippy toes as he has fun squeezing you, pinching you, abusing you as much as he wants, because in his mind, you're some whore who is going to let him do whatever he wants.

Him sliding a finger into you and loving the way you arch your back and moan at the intrusion, both in pain and pleasure, a smug smirk trailing on his lips as he sees you struggle to even take a mere finger. Making a nasty comment about how you feel like a virgin, about how he's going to wreck you and stretch you out real good, about how pretty sluts like you are begging for it. It makes your stomach flip, both from fear and arousal, as your mind struggles to process this side of him. You almost feel attacked at the rough treatment, wondering what you did to turn the barely interested man back in the bar into this mean, obscene version of himself, but then you realize it's because you look so fucking hot he can't stop himself. In his eyes, you're some dumb, young bitch he's going to use tonight.

He kisses your neck while he fingers your pussy, struggling to even get halfway in there, having to use the full strength of his arm to bury knuckle deep into you. Your eyes roll back into your head as your lips part open, breathless. He plants wet, sloppy kisses on your neck, and the prickling of his beard against his neck reminds you that you're being fingered by your goddamn teacher, who always refuses to give you the 10% in your final grade because of your "rebellious" behavior. You bite your lip, heart beating wildly, tangling your fingers in his long hair as he sucks a hickey into your throat, and wonder what the fuck is wrong with you.

You know he is very much drunk when he doesn't bother with protection, instead choosing to turn you around, pin you against the wall and bully his raw cock into your tight pussy. You want to object at this, but he slaps a hand on your mouth, and for the first time in the night, you feel a twinge of fear run down your spine. Would it be a bad time to make a joke about how you're disappointed in him? Before you can make the decision, you squeal at the sensation of his fat cock head stretching you painfully, bigger than anything you ever had before. He grunts, frustrated at the tight fit, as he forces the entirety of his thick cock inside you, inch by excruciating inch as you do your best to accommodate your dear teacher. You always imagined him to be big when he would star in your wet dreams, but you never imagined him to be this...overwhelming.

He fucks you slowly at first, enjoying the way your plump ass jiggles when he thrusts into you. You moan sweetly, hypnotized by the way the pain slowly becomes sticky pleasure, as you push your hips back, meeting his thrusts rhythmically, and you realize this is probably the first time you two have ever agreed on anything. He is always too busy scolding you for shit, acting like a disapproving dad. You giggle dumbly, as the words escape your lips before you can calculate them, "Nngh, harder, daddy."

Everything suddenly stops.

You blink, slightly sobered now, wondering if you freaked him out, or even worse, made him realize who you really are. What an unfortunate epiphany to have while being balls deep inside you. You slightly turn around, concerned, but a hand on your head forcefully pins you against the wall again.

Out of nowhere, he picks up the pace, it's brutal enough to make the cubicle shake. His hand viciously wraps around your throat, pressing down on your windpipe hard enough to take away any oxygen going into your lungs. Your eyes widen as he starts fucking you at a brutal pace, shifting your body so he can put your leg on his shoulder and fuck you even deeper. Your other leg dangles on the air, as he now effortlessly uses you as a little sex doll, and the mere thought of you is enough to push you into the hot, white edge. You moan a loud, obscene "Oh fuck, dadddyyyyyy~" as you cum, the waves of pleasure hitting you like a truck.

Your walls flutter and squeeze around his cock, pushing him into his own orgasm, as he finishes with a brutal thrust, and a broken grunt. You feel yourself being filled up your teacher's hot, warm cum, shot inside you one, two, three times, painting your insides white. You almost cum again at the exquisite feeling and the thought of being accidentally knocked up by Aizawa.

Drunk in the post-orgasm haze, and still as stupid as ever, you wonder if this will finally force him to give you that extra 10%.

MY EMOTIONS ARE NAKED, THEY’RE TAKING ME OUT OF MY MIND

special thanks to @fanouropita ​for contributing to this work

୨୧ featuring: kaeya + diluc, heizou + itto, alhaitham + cyno, tartaglia + pantalone x fem reader 

ଘ cw: smut, threesome, public sex, handjob, nipple play, fingering, oral sex, multiple orgasms, pet names, voyeurism, mild monster fucking (itto & heizou’s part), masturbation, rough sex, double penetration, spanking, dacryphilia, forced orgasms, breeding kink, creampie, degradation kink, dumbification 

୨୧ synopsis: the only thing better than one man is two

ଘ wc: 4.7k

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You and boyfriend!Bakugou drunkenly fuck one night without a condom, his burning mouth on your nipples and fat cock buried in you felt too good to tell him to stop before he came inside.

And he did. Deep, deep in you.

It’s not until a few weeks later that you don’t quite feel like yourself. You purchase a pregnancy test and take it, glaring at it from the toilet the whole two minutes it takes to curate your results.

Positive.

Katsuki gets home and instantly notices your nerves, and you can’t wait to tell him after dinner like you’d planned. When his belly would be full and he’d be at his most content.

So you tell him. And he smiles.

Later, when he gets you under him again, he starts cooing down at you, “Such a good girl that you got pregnant from doing it raw just one time?” You feel a hot and heavy hand linger on your lower belly, warm eyes looking down at you with reverence, “Fucked you so well this pussy had no choice, huh?”

'𝟒𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀'

SUMMARY: when toji anime concept art dropped millions of panties dropped around the globe

WARNINGS: smut, fem!bodied reader, slight daddy kink, praise kink, degradtion, slight breath play/slight choking, fingering, mating press (pos.), unprotected sex, creampie, slight lactation, mentions of preganacy, sorta.. kinda baby trapping, petnames (baby, ma, pretty girl, daddy) toji is a toxic, manipulitive baby daddy ngl

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who knows you can't live without him. who knows he's the only one who can keep you satisfied.

you complain about him and yet you let him in. everytime he uses the same excuse as to why he's there 'just wanna see the baby, nothing more'.

he finds himself playing with the one year old daughter you two shared, catching you giving him glances here or there. you may not have even known it yet, but he could tell you were needy. your breathing pattern, the fact you had your thighs pressed so tightly together, it was so obvious you wanted him to fuck another baby in to you.

"megumi 'nd tsumiki miss you," he tells you while playing patty-cake with his baby girl. it wasn't a lie either, the two did prefer you compared to toji's previous girlfriends (if you could call them that)— shit, tsumiki preferred you over her own mother. "they keep askin' about lyric.. they wanna spend time with their lil sister.."

you attempted to make a point, "they can see her when it's your days," you added. "but i do miss them too.. they're very sweet kids, nothin' like you."

toji scoffed, "yeah? but i still made megumi just like i made lyric.. they're somethin' like me, and besides,"

he held up lyric and placed her face next to his own.. a smug smirk on his scarred lips.

"doesn't she look just like daddy.."

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who sloppily makes-out with you on the couch after you put the baby for a nap. one hand squeezing your jaw and the other cupping your pussy while he thrusts two thick fingers inside of your weeping hole.

"talk to me, ma," his fingers curled, pressing firmly into that spongey spot within your walls while rubbing your clit with his thumb. "talk to me.." he huffed in between kisses.

your hips jumped as you rolled yourself on his fingers, trying to apply more pressure to that spot.

"feels s'good toj'.." you whimpered and dug your heels into his shoulder blades. he forced your face back from his, making sure you could lock eyes with him. those same emerald eyes your daughter had inherited.

"mhm i know, pretty girl," his strong hands squeezed your cheeks together, your lips were swollen from the kissing, and tears clung to your lashes. you were just too fuckin cute. "nobody can please this spoiled lil pussy like i can, yeah? .. not even you, ma.." he chuckled as your eyes flicked back in your head, his movements had become faster and his fingers pushed deeper than before.

your hips bucked erratically, trying to chase your approaching high. you babbled on moans as your arousal rolled down his knuckles. your pathetically wet pussy was all you could hear besides your own whimpers.

"nobody," you cried. "nobody but you daddy.."

you bit down on your bottom lip, trying to supress your moans and not wake the baby while you squirmed from the overwhelming pleasure.

"did ya miss me as much as i missed ya? fuck.. how bad was it─ not bein' able to make yourself cum like i do─ like daddy does?" he asked, groaning at the sight of your puffy pussy growing bruised from how hard he was fingering you.

"soo bad.. so so bad," you moaned, his grip on your face loosening. "you reach so fuckin' deep.. make me feel so good, toji.. missed you so much.."

your voice quivered, "toji.. i need it bad.."

"need what, ma?" he asked you.

"need," you sniffled. "need your dick, toj'.."

he scoffed, "i know but i gotta prep you," he chewed on his inner cheek as you slid your hand under your tanktop and began playing with your sensitive tits. "just cum on my fingers and i'll give it to you.. i know how needy you've been without me, ma. my poor baby's been sufferin without this dick, yeah?"

you whined, "that's it..?"

"that's it," he kissed your nose. "that's all daddy wants.."

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who has you so cock drunk that he had to cover your mouth 'cause at that point you didn't even consider the fact you'd wake the baby.

but he couldn't blame you.

it had been about five months since he fucked you and right now it seemed like, even with prep, he was splitting your lil cunt in two.

it was a sloppy mess down there, you had forgotten how many times you had creamed around his cock.. but it was enough that it made each thrust make a wet, gushy squech-like noise.

only he had you like this.. so pathetic and desperate for a man's dick.

but it wasn't just that alone, of course he was blessed with a big ass dick, but toji actually knew how to fuck. he knew where to touch, what to tease, how fast or how slow he should go to get the ideal reaction from you.

"so fuckin messy," he grinned, a thin layer of sweat coating his skin as his heavy balls slapped repeatedly against your ass. toji found himself slipping out of you and he rubbed the tip of his cock over your clit. ".. so fuckin sensitive.."

you whined and bucked your hips against him til he finally pushed his cock back into the warmth of your gummy walls.

"you love this dick don't you, ma?" toji grunted, pulling his hand down so that you could speak.

his tip kissed your cervix and you gasped, "love it so much, toji!"

"ya can't live without this dick, can ya? just gotta fuckin' have it like a lil addict," toji chuckles, his thrusts grew harsher and more precise by the second. "what? you addicted to this dick, baby?"

you sobbed, "m─ mhm!"

"at that point then," his hand snaked around your throat. your thighs were now pressed firmly against your leaking breasts.. your pussy spread open and getting fucked 'til it was turning red. "might as well call this my fuckin cunt.. 'cause you can't please it properly without me.." toji huffed, squeezing your throat just a bit.

"it's," you whimpered. "it's your cunt, toji.. only yours!"

you could feel yourself coming to another orgasm.. your entire body was feeling it─ feeling him. that was his effect. every nerve, fiber, and ounce of your being could feel him when he fucked you. shit, even when he wasn't fucking you. lyric was an perfect example of the fact that toji was never going to be out of your life for good.

"missed you so much.. oh m'gonna cum! m'gonna cum again toji.." you warned him, clawing at his chest as your tits bounced with the newfound speed of his thrusts.

"fuck, just wait a sec, ma.." he rasped.

"can't," you whined. "gotta cum now.. please!"

he squeezed your throat tightly and groaned, "listen to me," you gasped for air as tears rolled down your hot cheeks. "do ya love me, baby?"

you blinked tears away as air filled your lungs once again..

"y.. yes, I love you too much toji.." you admitted.

"love ya too, ma," he smirked. "let me cum inside this pussy, yeah? let me make sure every man who looks at you knows i've been inside this pretty pussy.."

you let out one final gasp as you gushed around toji's cock for maybe the fourth time already, and in response to your cunt spasming around him he buried his cock deep inside you, shuddering as he let his jaw hang low and thick ropes of cum painted your inner walls.

everything hurts.

toji kissed your calves while kneading your bare tits as you tried to collect your thoughts.

but only one echoed throughout your mind

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who laid next to you in your bed, letting you rest on his chest. his lips pressed into your forehead while holding you close, softened cock nestled in your walls.

"toji.." you mumbled, voice hoarse.

"yeah, ma?"

"i'm not on bc.." you confessed shyly.

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BABY-DADDY TOJI who fucks you to sleep raw after hearing those words, making sure he claimed you on on every surface of your apartment before your daughter finally sturrs awake. he mumbles something about you resting.. and that he'll take care of her til you wake.

that familiar smug look on his face as he watches globs of his cum drip from your hole.

he knows good and well that he finally had you.. he finally caught you with your gaurd down..

now you were for sure stuck with him 'cause after all that, baby number two was definitely guaranteed.

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CATER 2 U how you make the genshin men cum!

alhaitham, childe [ajax], thoma x f!reader ౨ৎ . . . nsfw — mdni ໒꒱ ⋆˚✩. oral [ m -> f && f -> m ] / facials / cumplay + eating / breeding kink / creampies / petnames / thoma calls you "puppy" / use of "mommy" && "daddy" in childe's / praise. comments + reblogs supa appreciated!

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ALHAITHAM

alhaitham doesn't think he'll ever know a prettier sight than when you're down on your knees, looking up at him with those bambi eyes that never fail to get his cock twitching in his pants. he doesn't think he'll ever know a prettier sight than when he paints your face with his seed, rubbing it into your lips with the his thumb until they’re coated with a glossy sheen. and he most definitely doesn’t think he’ll ever know a prettier sight than when your lips are wrapped around his fingers, whimpering sweetly at his taste.

“oh, fuck, good girl— keep strokin' my cock like that,” alhaitham's fists have his armrests in a vice grip, earpiece laying long forgotten on the office desk and head thrown back as he feels your lips sucking at the tip of his cock.

a groan pushes past him when your hand squeezes tighter around his girth, pumping up and down his length tantalizingly slowly— but with just the right amount of force that you know will dot his vision with white spots when he cums.

your tongue replaces your lips as you lick up his slit, free hand fondling his balls. it’s enough to push him over the edge and send the coil in his stomach unravelling, his trembling thighs being an easy indicator of it.

“cumming… cumming—” thick ribbons of his milk gush all over your face, coating your skin and lips as he watches his cock jump through tired, lidded eyes. he doesn’t take a moment to catch his breath— impatient as ever when he's with you— and cards his fingers down through your hair to tenderly grip your chin, tilting your face up to better examine his work of art, “such a smart girl, a pretty girl... hah— wonder what the sages would say if they saw you like this.”

pride swells in his chest when he runs his thumb over your bottom lip, spreading his cum over the supple skin there. before he can pull back, your fingers find his wrist, clasping it as you open your mouth to encircle his digit with your tongue. the sloppy sound of you sucking on it and the gentle vibrations of you humming at the musky scent and the sharp taste of his release coax an expletive from him.

alhaitham can’t help the way his cock twitches back to life at the sight in front of him, remnant drops of cum spilling from his slit onto your bare chest.

“you really know how to take it out on me, huh?”

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ CHILDE

what childe loves the most about you is your smile. a smile so bright and beautiful— it nearly left him blind the first time he caught sight of it. he fell fast and hard; and he vowed to protect it, to make sure not one teardrop spilled over your bottom lash. what childe loves the most about you is your smile— but he thinks the way you’re shedding tears whenever you’re underneath him and begging for his cum is enough to rival that.

“please… please, ajax…” your calves quiver atop your lover's broad shoulders when he bottoms out again, balls heavy against the curve of your ass, and his cock twitching against the velvety warmth of your walls. he has you folded nearly in half— thrusts deep, slow, and calculated as he peers down at your strained expression through the strands of ginger hanging in front of his face.

“please, what? use your words, sweetheart.”

tears gush out over your lash line and dribble down your cheeks, “please, cum inside, wan’ it s’bad— please, please, please,” your chest rises and falls unsteadily as you sob out, fingers threading through mussed hair as they search for purchase in his roots.

a guttural groan escapes the confines of his throat when he hears the crack in your voice and notices the tears staining your skin.

he’s broken you.

oh, he thinks you look so sweet like this— panting and whining; so greedy with the way you’re begging for his hot milk— it has blood flooding down to his cock like never before, “y’want my cum? y’wanna make me a daddy?”

you hiccup, a tremor working its way through your limbs at his words, “uh huh—oh, fuck—!” and then he begins to pound into you without warning, knocking the air out of your lungs as the tip of his dick abuses your cervix with the sole intent of flooding your womb full of his seed.

“fuck— gonna cum so deep inside, gonna make you a mommy— gonna make you the prettiest fuckin’ mommy—shit,” he leans down to swallow your cries, lips sloppily brushing over yours as your hot breath fans his face, “c-cumming—” he’s whispering against the shell of your ear as he shushes your pleasured wails, your fluttering walls milking him for all he’s worth when he spills inside you.

yeah, he’s definitely knocked you up.

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ THOMA

thoma would spend the rest of eternity with his face in between your legs if he could. he’s not ashamed to say he’s addicted to your taste— he loves the way it spreads over his tongue as a thin sheet of syrupy sweetness, he loves your pretty cries, but what he loves most is to hear you praise him. your pleasure is his pleasure— and he can’t help the way he cums untouched whenever you spill all over his chin and whine out how good he is, how perfect he is for you.

“thoma, thoma— f-fuck, right there…” you peer down at your lover through hooded lids, feeling your pulsating nub swell with blood under the suckling of his lips, the fire in the pit of your stomach only growing brighter with the continuous quirk of his index and middle finger against that precious bundle of nerves that lie deep within your walls.

his free hand trails over the love bites he left on the insides of your thighs from earlier on in the night, emerald eyes flicking across your heaving frame to drink in your expression.

you look so pretty from this angle— thoma swears he sees a halo hanging over your head.

bottom lip trapped in your top two teeth, head leaning back against the headboard, restless fingers bunching up the cotton by your sides as your cunny clenches around the two digits inside you— the sight's enough to leave his head spinning.

and the sounds you’re making— god, he doesn’t think he’ll be able to hold out much longer. soft mewls of his name and breathless chants of, “please, please, please,” engulf his senses along with the taste of your sweet nectar coating his tongue.

“doin’ s’good, thoma— fuck, you’re so perfect; love you, i love you so much...”

your praise travels straight to his cock, and it has his hips jerking down against the bed, “fuck— p-puppy, gonna cum,” and then he’s moaning into your cunt, the vibrations sending a sharp wave of pleasure through your nerves as you both cum together, your juices coating the bottom half of his face and his seed seeping through the thin fabric of his boxers to wet the bed.

he rides out his high by grinding down into the mattress, his grip on your thighs getting tighter when he feels the sweet stickiness of your essence against his chin.

but this isn’t enough— he needs to taste more of you, needs to have you writhing underneath him, needs to hear you begging for him to stop.

he’s insatiable.

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𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 ; 𝐞.𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫

eren x fem!reader

cw: breeding kink, praise kink, slight degrading? -cocky encouragement-, committed relationship, rainy day sex.

summary: Eren having crazy baby fever

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it all started a week ago.

when Eren asked if you ever wanted to have babies

his babies in particular

"Yeah" you answered shortly. the idea crosses your mind frequently in your relationship, you weren't married but you've been together for so long you might as well be.

all week he talked about it, leading to right now, having his head under your shirt and on your stomach as he rubbed your hips soothingly

"Cafummyeyseysnow?" his muffled voice asked, it's 7 in the morning and he wanted to get cuddled, opting to get his scalped massaged as he rubbed his face into your stomach

"I didn't understand a thing you just said" you giggled, Eren popped out of your shirt, a flustered mess as he repeated myself

"Can you have my babies now?"

your eyes winded and he just buried himself into your chest, his nose rubbing against the valley of your clothed breast

"What's with you and this baby fever?" you grinned as you went back to rubbing his scalp

you felt a hand travel to your stomach as it tugged on the waistband of your shorts

"Eren Jaeger" You warned with a smile on your face

"whaaat?" he whined, acting innocent as if he wasn't just trying to shove his hands down your pants

"you really wanna get me knocked up?" you grinned as you held his head in your palms, he gave you a weak nod in return

"fine, go ahead" you grabbed his hand and put it on your lower stomach as you waited

"what? you're the one that said you wanted to get me pregnant so, go ahead big guy, get me pregnant"

***

you didn't know what you were getting yourself into.

here you are, laid out on the bed as he slid himself in

the cloudy morning rain spitting on the window as he slowly fucked himself into you

he just got done fingering you, getting you wet enough so he can slip his cock in with ease

he watched how your titties bounced when he thrusted into you, deciding to latch his mouth around your nipple as he warmed the other one up with his palm

your fingers grasping around his strands as his thrusts became faster

with a loud pop your nipple was released from his lips, deciding to connect them with yours instead

a deep groan escaped from his mouth and into yours, breaking the kiss to mutter filthy things into your ear

"so fucking pretty" he thrusted deeper into you, a high pitched whine slipping from your lips as your nails sink into his back

"gonna fill you up, fill that fucking pussy up with my cum" he spat out as his hips began to pick up speed

"you wanna become swollen with my child? leaking titties and a baby bump?"

"yes! yes! Eren!" you cried out, you felt him smirk before his canine ripped through the skin of your neck making you whimper

his cock pulsating in your pussy finally hit that one spot that had you screaming

his nails scratched at your creamy thighs, loving the way they shook as he fucked his way through your aching pussy

"mm, not gonna last long, baby" he moaned as he held you close, your warm cunt squeezing around him as you were just as close

"fuck, m'cumming" you mumbled as you were completely fucked out

the feeling of his thick dick drowning in your choking cunt had the room spinning, the pleasure was unreal

"that's right baby, cum on my cock" he let out a whine as you tightened around him, cumming on him with dazed eyes and flushed face

he didn't stop tho, so close to his on release he let out the cutest high pitch moan as you were practically milking his cock

"fuck- just like that baby squeeze my cock" he mumbled before shooting his seed into you

sweaty bodies collapsing together as you tried to catch your breath, Eren kissed the bruises on your neck before whispering in your ear sweet praises

"'m so proud of you baby, such a good girl, hm?" you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his plumped swollen lips

***

after a hot and much-needed shower, you both got out to see the rain hasn't slowed down...you laid down and motioned for Eren to lay with you

with his head in your chest and your fingers in his strands, you felt that sneaky hand travel down to your lower stomach, but this time, soothingly cupping it with his thumb rubbing it in circler motions

as an image with you and his baby on your hip, a smile was glued to his lips

"what?" you giggled as you played with his locks

"nothing," he licked his lips as he looked up to you with a mischievously adorable grin

"it's just...you would be the hottest mom"

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AHHH TYSM FOR 200 FOLLOWERS!! 💞 also, Happy Women's Day! it's been so long scene I've written a fic for yall!! I hope you enjoyed it! ♡

HOLY FUCKING SHIT TOJI

I’d like to share some information I came across last night.

Men are hardwired to think their pregnant s/o is hot because of their primal breeding instincts. Not only that but men often think it’s hot when they know their baby is inside you. I saw a quote from a dad of 3 saying “Goddamn woman, I saw what a baby did to you and it makes me want to fill you with more!” When he heard his wife felt ugly during her pregnancy. Also orgasms are more intense when you’re pregnant so they want to fuck you more and make you feel good.

Yami or Bokuto impregnate me challenge

you have no idea what this information did to me!! yami and bokuto are absolutely obsessed with knocking up their s/o. also, I'm so sorry for taking so long to respond! 

this is not edited so I’m sorry if there a shit ton of mistakes

warnings: public sex, heavy heavy breeding, pregnancies, exhibitionism, creampies, marathon sex, lactation kink, size kink, vaginal penetration, female reader, nipple play, car sex, domestic relationship, established relationship, pregnancy kink

yami never really thought about having some brats of his own. he already had to take care of the idiots in his squad so the idea of raising his own brat with you seemed demanding and tiresome. he was astonished and honestly a little terrified when you told him that you were carrying his child but deep down he was the happiest man alive when he heard that news. to others, he might seem like he dislikes taking care of people but taking care of you is the reason why he keeps going everyday so maybe the thought of taking care of another wasn’t too bad after all. however, three months into your pregnancy, something in him changed, or maybe it didn’t change and it was just there all along. once you began showing and your baby bump started growing, yami began feeling a sense of possessiveness and primal instinct to breed you over and over again.

seeing you waddle around the Black Bulls hideout drove him absolutely crazy and he had a hard time trying to cover up his painfully hard erection he was sporting in his trousers, but a sense of pride bloomed inside of him at the thought of everyone knowing that he knocked you up and you were now carrying his child. he had no choice but to push you up against the wall and fill you with cum so that it dribbled down your thighs. he was absolutely insatiable. he would bend you over the couch in the hideout and pump his cum into you when his squad was eating in the dining hall or pull you onto his lap and fill you with more of his thick cum when everyone was partying and way too preoccupied to notice you creaming on captain yami’s cock on the couch. of course he didn’t tell you about this new feeling until later that night when he had your naked body underneath him. not until then did you fully realize just how affected he is seeing you round and full with his child. he couldn’t keep his hands off of you, squeezing your tender breasts, rubbing your round belly, and gently stroking your sensitive pussy with his thick fingers.

“didn’t know knocking you up with my kid would turn me on so much. and your body is so fucking beautiful. love your round tummy and your breasts full with milk. so sensitive too.”

he could barely hold himself back from stuffing your pussy with his heavy cock and filling you up until his thick cum flows out of you. all he wanted to do was to breed you over and over again so that you were always carrying his child, always full and round, and always showing everyone that you were carrying yami sukehiro’s children. your eyes widened when yami slid his cock into you with one slow thrust. the pregnancy has made you even more sensitive and you could easily feel the thick vein the runs along the underside of his cock in you. usually yami fucks you rough and fast but tonight he held you close to his body and fucked you deep and slow. even though he was holding you gently, his heavy body wrapping around your body made your breathing laborious and his deep thrusts kept taking your breath away.

yami held you down against the bed and kept pumping you full with his cum all night long until the two of you were wrapped in each other’s sweaty bodies as the sun began to rise and his cum flowed out of you and his big hand came to rest on your round tummy.

bokuto was never the same after he overheard atsumu and captain meian talking about how they wanted their own little wife that could give them their own volleyball team. at first bokuto was confused as to what that meant until he put it all together and realized that he’s got his own little housewife that he can pump full with his own fertile semen. if he could fuck you over and over again maybe he could keep you pregant long enough to give him enough kids that could act as his own volleyball team. I mean how nice would it be to have a couple of kids running around? and to see you attending his games all round and full with his child, showing all of his teammates that he put his own child in you before anyone else could knock up their partner. this is all that bokuto thinks about during practice and he can’t quite help himself from chubbing up in his thin gym shorts.

as soon as he gets home he’s on you in an instant. pressing his crotch into yours and pressing sloppy kisses all over your neck and breasts. that night, bokuto pumped load after load of his cum into your pussy and propped your hips up on a pillow to ensure that his cum stayed in you.

six months later, you waddle your way into the packed stadium to watch your husband’s match. you have a hard time moving around due to the baby that bokuto put in you a couple months ago. bokuto looks up to see you sitting there in the bleachers with your hand resting on your swollen stomach and a sweet smile on your face. bokuto can hardly hold back his smile and the pride swelling in his chest from seeing you carrying his baby.

“so ya put a baby in her, huh?” bokuto turns around to see atsumu smirking at him. for the rest of the game and cool down, his teammates made comments about your pregnancy and how bokuto is trying to put as many babies into you as possible so that he can have his own team. all of this talk made bokuto even more possessive and primal. his need to breed you again was evident and his teammates talking about you looking good with a baby in you was making him frustrated and way too feral. after the game, bokuto (gently) dragged you out of the stadium to you and bokuto’s car in the parking lot. you could see in his eyes that he was extremely frustrated and needed to be in you as soon as possible.

“they were talking about how i could put my babies in you so that we can have a volleyball team and you just look so fucking good carrying our baby. please baby, please let me breed you again and again.” he whined out as he slipped his sweaty cock out of his shorts and began pushing up your dress. “gonna put another baby into you once this one is out and fuck you full of my cum until it takes.” you looked up at him to see his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes squeezed shut as he pushed his fat cock into you. he was careful not to squish you or the baby but still pistoned his cock into your overly sensitive pussy as the car began to rock. his eyes were glued to your swollen breasts jiggling from the impact of his thrusts and brought his mouth to one of them and began sucking at it. “your tits are gonna be full with milk to feed our baby, fuck.” you always feel good around him but ever since you got pregnant, sex has been mindblowing. for some reason your walls feel more velvetier around his cock and your sensitivity has made it easier for you to come which results in you squeezing and sucking him in even more. almost like you’re begging for more of his cum.

“well it looks like bokuto is already trying to knock up y/n again. doesn’t he know that it doesn’t work that way and he’s gotta wait until after she gives birth?” atsumu laughs as him, meian, hinata, and sakusa walk past the car that is rocking back and forth erratically in the parking lot.

three months later, bokuto is beyond ecstatic when you give birth to twins. now he’s even closer to having his own team with his sweet little wife.

this was a lot longer than I intended it to be but I got carried away lol 😅

Synopsis: Running out of food in the middle of the sea, lucky are the Straw Hats for being near a marine base...during that time of the year where government dogs gather up for the ballroom, and admirals show up last for a dance contest. Now you're on a mission with Luffy to rob them clean of their food stocks and make it out alive.

CW: f!reader, originally a request by @chibiluluffy for a black reader, reader is lightly described as very attractive & similar to Hancock + Nami in personality, reader has infinity power (basically gojo in the op universe lol), reader breaks a few bones here and there hehe, needy kisses from Luffy, jealous Luffy, quickie in the shark submerge yay.

The gut wrenching sound of a bone being crushed reverberated the empty halls of the ballroom. 

Your heel dug into the back of the unknown marine boy as you held his now twisted arm in your gloved hand, your head turned to search for Luffy; sighing heavily, your digits loosen their hold, letting the passed out marine flop on the floor. Cupping the sides of your breasts with each hand, your palms slid down your curves as if to brush away nonexistent dirt from having touched the marine. 

“Now, where did he go?” Your features scrunched into a frown. “I guess it can’t be helped with this delicious aroma,” you murmur, shrugging. 

After taking it upon you to drag away the marine into a random room, you tied him up to prevent any more problems by leaving him free. 

“We have about three hours then we leave,” is what you told Luffy.

It has been an hour since you snuck with Luffy, there was less than two hours left, then it will be time to unite with the crew. With a hoist of your wrist to read your watch, you hum; you still had more than enough time to wander around before the admirals arrive for their little dance contest. 

First, the most important part is that you have to find this idiot of a captain. Second, you seduce the poor guards, then knock them out, and take their wallets for Nami. Lastly, you rob their food stocks for the crew. If it all works in your favor; you’ll make it out unharmed before Kizaru and Akainu arrive. 

The clicking sound of your heels bounced off the walls for you had made it around a random corner. “This place is complex,” you groaned. 

Too many corridors, your goal of finding Luffy was unnecessarily prolonged by the endless passages you had to go through. 

Two deep voices, of what seemed to be strolling guards, they echoed through the hall that you were about to round into. Smirking as you chuckle, you pat your hair, straightening your form, and with an extra push to your breasts—you wait for them to halt in front of you. Coming face to face with the puzzled men, you caught the rosy tint that painted their cheeks as they let their unabashed gazes traverse your physique. 

“Hello you two,” you spoke in a sultry voice. “I seem to have lost my way.” You stepped closer to one of them, trailing your fingers up his chest before resting an index under his chin. 

He gulps thickly, licking his lips as sweat beads accumulated between the folds of his scrunched skin. 

“Could you lead me to the kitchen?“ batting your lashes prettily, “pretty please?” you added. 

“Y-yeah! Yes, of course I can!” the marine exclaimed. His eyes were almost mistaken for hearts while his partner winced with a nudge of his elbow. You could tell that he was fighting the urge to give into his hungry eyes, unlike the idiot who already fell into your trap. Your brows furrowed briefly, you had to do something about that one. 

Letting your thumb brush over his bottom lip, his knees wobbled, smiling like a goober in love. 

“Let’s go?” You lock your arm with his own, pulling him to move forward as he mindlessly babbles incomprehensible love words. 

His partner was quietly watching the idiot who was leaning into your random touches, you let them walk you until you spotted the massive doors of the kitchen. Your eyes went wide for a brief moment, spotting your wanted poster, along Luffy’s—they both stuck out at the top of the board near the doors. 

Unforeseen trouble was going to erupt if these two noticed.

You caught a quick glimpse of the quiet marine, his hand was sliding into his pocket to reach for the emergency snail. 

“Oh, no you won’t,” you growled. You twist to crack the lovestruck idiot’s arm, causing an ear piercing scream to erupt from the depths of his chest. Aghast, the other stumbled on his feet as he fell on his behind, his hands fumbled with his pocket whilst desperately trying to grab the snail. You brusquely raised your leg to smash his face into the floor. Huffing in irate, you glance at the janitor’s room; letting out a sigh as you drag them inside. 

They were both out cold from shock, and pain. Quickly, you dug around their pockets to collect every berry you could find, then stuffing them between your breasts.

Lucky me. 

After finishing the job of bonding them with the random cloths; you skipped merrily towards the kitchen. 

Peeking to search for the insatiable fool, he was exactly there, just as you expected from him. He chomped and swallowed all there was to serve, the staff were clapping while cheering in awe at how he could handle that much food. Nobody had noticed his identity in the disguise you had forced him into. 

“BACK TO WORK EVERYONE! THE ADMIRALS ARE ARRIVING SOONER THAN EXPECTED!” A woman yells loudly, causing the staff to panic as they rush back to work—leaving Luffy alone in the corner to continue stuffing himself.

His eyes lit up when they caught yours, almost opening his mouth to scream out your name before earning a threatening glare with a finger over your lips. He frowned, sulking in his seat childishly.

A soft gasp slipped past your lips as a girl, who seemed to be younger than you, walked to stand right in front of you. 

“G-guests shouldn’t be here!” she stutters timidly, making an idea glow in your head. 

“Oh I’m sorry. I was sent to rate the food quality, but I seem to be lost,” you said, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear with a soft smile. Her face darkens a deep red, her shoulders tensed, and her lips thinned into nothing but a line. 

She is nervous.

“I can show you the way there, please follow me!” She bowed to show her respect before opening the door to walk next to you. You motioned for Luffy to follow behind, and he more than happily wasted no second in doing so. He walked quietly behind you, his hand eagerly reaching towards your gloved one to hold onto it. 

“Uhm, miss?” 

“Yes?” 

“Oh! Uhm—nothing! It’s nothing, please never mind me. I’m sorry.” She clutches the hem of her apron, tilting her head down as she bit her lip. 

“If you have something to say, then do it,” you cock a brow at her with a blank expression. 

The girl gasps, raising her hands to wave them around, and with a shaky voice she speaks, “nonono it’s really nothing…you’re just—you’re really pretty,” she turns her head away in abashment. She jumped at the loud cackle from Luffy, seeming to have just noticed him.

“You’re annoying, I don’t like you!” He laughs harder. An irate nerve protruded from your forehead as you turn around to whack his head. “Be nice,” you said. Pointing a finger at him in a threatening manner before turning to smile at the frightened girl. “Don’t mind this idiot. Thank you, cutie,” you pinch her cheek. 

Upon reaching the exit, she gave you the last directions to find the stocking base outside, “I’m not supposed to leave this edifice,” she said. 

You wave goodbye at her, then walk away with Luffy’s arm around your shoulders as he curiously lets his gaze wander around the street. 

“That should be it.” You grin, picking up the pace to not waste more time—Luffy was already a few feet ahead of you with his drool cascading down his chin. 

Facepalming with a shake of your head, you rush after him, albeit both were soon halting in place as a multitude of voices were heard from a distance. You shared a wide eyed look with him, “so many,” you whisper. 

“Who cares, let’s just beat their asses,” Luffy says. “We have to go back to the shark submerge,” you mutter.

Luffy giggles, cracking his knuckles with a smug grin twisting his lips. 

“You idiot,” you whispered, pinching the skin between your brows. When advancing towards the back of the small establishment, there was a crowd of around twenty, if not more, marines gathered in front of the huge doors. It seems they expected to be robbed which resulted in putting that many guards. 

“Stay here, don’t you dare move,” you bare your teeth at Luffy, causing him to pout. Shimmering eyes glued on the way you pushed your breasts, and tidied yourself. His tongue poked to swipe over his lips, sucking on his bottom lip as his gaze landed on your lips. 

You moved to round the building, but a firm grip on your wrist yanked you back. Luffy’s mouth latched on yours, his hands traversed down yours sides desperately. You gasped into his mouth as he grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing harshly. You feel his hardness poking your thigh while he grinds against you, moaning and gasping softly into the kiss; he just couldn’t get enough from your lips. 

Notwithstanding that you had a mission to accomplish, he forced himself to pull away before falling into the chokehold of his amorous impulses. “Sorry, I just had to,” he panted heavily. “I messed up your lipstick too,” he leans to press a peck as an apology. 

“It’s alright, it’s better like this anyway,” your lips curled into a smile to which he returns an even brighter one. 

You make your way towards the big group of marines, they all tense up, yet salivate at the sight of you. 

“Who are you, madam?” One of them asked. 

“Hello to you too,” you nearly scowled at him. 

The marine yields away with his rifle, seemingly abashed of himself from the look you gave him. 

“Fucking dumbass, that’s why you’ll never get a girlfriend!” Someone shouted at him. The owner of the voice emerged from between the small crowd, a disgusting smirk on his filthy face; he groans loudly once facing you. 

“How can I help a beauty like you?” He reaches for your hand to which you swat away with a grimace. 

The marine gasps in offense, causing the others to cackle at the rejection they witnessed. “How fucking dare you,” he points he rifle at you, “I’ll put a hole through your skull, you bitch,” he growls. His knees shook under him as his hands trembled, and his teeth were grinding against each other as he dared not shoot.

“You bastard, she could be an organizer, we’ll all be in trouble if you kill her!” Another marine toppled the butthurt guy, his rifle drops next to him as he scurries back from it. It was easy to tell that he had never threatened or killed anyone, and you were definitely the first for him; on top of that is the bored expression you held as your gaze alone penetrated holes into his face. 

“I’m sorry about him, he’s a newbie,” he sweated, “please ignore him,” the marine added. 

Your eyes flickered towards the head peeking from the corner of the building, Luffy’s anger was radiating its heat through the air. You suck on your teeth to make an irritated sound, “it’s fine, I need you all to go back to the entrance to greet the admirals,” you clap in faux exuberance. 

They all wince loudly, the thought of having to meet the admirals was enough to make their skeletons crawl out of their skin. “Yes, ma’am!” he salutes, turning around to order the others to get moving. 

You almost giggled, if it wasn’t for the watchful piece of shit screaming out about your wanted poster. 

“That’s [L/N] D. [Y/N]!” he emerges with his rifle. “The partner of the vicious pirate, strawhat Luffy!” He adds on. The marines' bodies went rigid as they panicked between one another, in a blink of a second, all rifles were pointed at your unamused self. 

“You bitch,” he growls as he shoots without hesitation. 

You grin at his puzzled face. 

Panic-stricken faces, all rifles that pointed at you had begun releasing the bullets loaded into them. The marines screamed in horror as you continued watching them with ennui seeping through your skin.

“What the hell are you?!” A short one screamed as he backed away. 

“Infinity is the convergence of an immeasurable series,” you slap the bullets away, “anything that approaches, the infinity slows down and never reaches the user,” you chuckled. Your feet crossed each other as you took small steps towards him, “I’m too beautiful to be treated like this,” you clasp your hands together dramatically, along a pout and sparkling doe eyes as you bat your lashes at him. “Don’t you think so?” You push your breasts together with your inner elbows innocently. 

“YES, I’M SORRY!” Hearts on each pair of eyes that you could find, “WE’RE ALL SORRY,” two others screamed together as they dropped to their knees. “PLEASE FORGIVE US!” They bowed like trained dogs. One after the other, the group of marines were all a giggling mess on the floor, slobber running past their mouths as their perverted minds were running wild on dirty thoughts. 

Luffy was still watching you from behind the wall, it was clear how frustrated he was, he wanted to beat them all up. However, the menacing look you shot him had made him pout as he backed away with a frown. 

“None of you deserve to see my beauty for free,” you slam your foot on a random’s shoulder blade. Digging your heel into his skin, you spoke, “shouldn’t you all pay me for merely existing?” 

“YES!” The short bastard stumbled forward with his thick wallet, it was loaded with cash, much to your delight. With lovestruck faces, they all began gathering whatever money they had on them; you grin in satisfaction as you stuff everything between your breasts. 

Luffy growled under his breath, his lip held teeth as they dug harshly to puncture into little wounds. 

“Alright everyone,” you yelled. “Why don’t you unlock the doors for me,” you wink at them, causing them to roar like animals. They rushed towards the small establishment with the burning ambition of pleasing you. As soon as the corridor was revealed, a shockwave of heavy haki rippled through the air; knocking every single one of them to the ground. 

Luffy sighs, making his way towards you with his head down. 

“Ah Luffy,” you pat his head gently. “I’ll treat you once we’re back,” you peck his lips. Luffy hums, still pouting. Grabbing his hand, and advancing to the storage room; you began taking what Sanji had asked from you while Luffy munched on some fruits, already holding onto two filled bags. 

The marines slowly gained their consciousness—without a word, Luffy grabbed your bags as he hurried towards the shark submerge. You quickly followed behind, “Luffy be careful,” you reminded him. 

Jumping into the shark, Luffy is quick to grab your hips, and place you on his lap. His cock was harder than before, “feel that?” he asks. With the taut grip on your hips, he began dragging your core against himself; letting out breathy moans with each drag. 

“Fuucckkk…” you heaved out. Standing on your knees to allow him some room, he tugs at his zipper desperately, raising himself to pull down his slacks along the briefs. Your gloved hand wrapped around his length, pumping him gently as you leaned to claim his lips. The kiss is slow, fervently savoring each other’s taste, together with the feeling of your lips pressing against each other. He moans into your mouth, begging to feel your warmth envelope his cock. 

Breaking the kiss, you pull your lace panties to the side, your slick already smeared your inner thighs. And your cunt was more than lubricant and ready to take all of him at once.

You teasingly rubbed the bulbous head against your clit, sucking your bottom lip into your mouth at the blissful sensation burning in the pit of your stomach. 

“Y/N please,” he whines. You chuckled softly, pushing just the tip of his cock was already making Luffy’s head go blank. “M-more,” he stutters. 

You lowered yourself fully, an abrupt movement that was too much for him, his loud gasp is followed by a deep groan, along with a thrust of his hips. “Ah, you feel so good,” he grunts.

Your eyes crossed as they dip behind your head, the heavenly feeling of his protruding veins kissing your walls was making your head spin, it felt too good. 

Luffy’s lack of self control was proved when he hastily began thrusting into you, his clumsy hands reaching to knead at your chest. He blinked away the sweat that glided down from his forehead to his eyelids, narrowed eyes foggy with lust; he tried his best to keep his eyes open. 

Heavy breaths resounded the shark, along the filthy squelching sounds of your cunt sucking him into you. 

“So close,” you gasp. 

“Me too,” Luffy manages through his cracking voice. His mouth was once again taking over your own, tongue messily brushing to intertwine together as your bodies shook violently through a blast of your orgasms. 

Panting heavily, you pull away to fix yourself, steadying yourself over the controller’s seat. 

Luffy speaks, “I heard Franky added cameras here,” he giggles. Loud laughter bubbled from his throat at your horrified face, you gawked at him whilst he continued wiping his cock without a care in the world. 

©kenruu

Let's see if this becomes the Luffy fic for the week.