ON MY KNEES FOR YOU

ON MY KNEES FOR YOU

Height difference makes your feet hurt. Too bad for you, your boyfriend is Toma Hiragi. Fluff, fluff, and fluff! Hiragi’s kind of an asshole in this one. fem reader, uses of pet names (princess), soft hiragi agenda. not proofread i wrote this in an airport.

To love someone is to accept them wholly, in physicality, mind, and soul. Yet, as much as you loved the Vaisravana Unit’s commander and one of the Four Heavenly Kings… there was something about his body that tremendously pissed you off.

Your boyfriend TOMA HIRAGI was tall. Way too damn tall.

And as much as you prayed to every god and deity out there that your one and only be tall, you now scream internally as the stabbing pain in your feet and the growing cramps on your calves made you realize that height differences aren’t what you imagined.

Your complaints fell on deaf ears.

Because to Toma Hiragi, leaning down a tad is a ‘total hassle’. Not that he’d ever admit it, but he found joy in seeing you struggle, squirming as you attempt to climb up his body as if it were a tree, as you had given up trying to bring his head down towards you.

To give Hiragi some credit, he did help. Once he felt a single ounce of guilt, his hands moved towards your thighs, easily lifting you up so that his lips can meet yours in a rough, passionate kiss.

The routine was getting tiring. You swore you would inherit your boyfriend’s stomach issues from how stressed you had become.

It was then when your boyfriend asked you on a date at the park. The setting was beautiful; a warm sunset, freshly cut grass and set of swings practically inviting you to rest easy and relax.

And to some extent, you did.

At a first glance, a park might not seem like the type of place to go and open up, but Hiragi did not think of it like that. It was the place where he felt he could spill every word that surged in his mind, every feeling that came with every thump of his heart, and every goal and worry that he has for the future.

It seemed inappropriate to put a stop to this in order to complain, especially when your boyfriend unveiled his heart and soul to you. When your boyfriend stood up from his swing, you knew confessionals were over, and it was time to go home.

You stood up after him, seeing his hand open towards you and waiting for yours to intertwine itself with his. Hiragi was not surprised when you pulled him towards you, your face tilted upwards to look up at him. He could bet a million yen that he could accurately guess your next words.

“Ragi, give me a kiss.”

Hiragi could have been a millionaire by now.

“Sorry, princess” he teased, lifting his heels off the floor as he stood on the tips of his toes. “You know it ain’t that easy, you hafta work for it.”

“Toma, please.”

“Ooh, first name? It’s that serious?”

You didn’t answer, instead walking towards him and grabbing his shoulders. With one swift movement, your hand was now on his upper back, pushing him forward, your right leg kicking his kneepit.

Hiragi was on his knees, eyes widened in shock as he processed the wet feeling the grass provided him.

“Toma, you’re too tall and it hurts a lot to be on my tippy toes to do anything with you. If you don’t lean down I will literally kick you. I don’t care how many times you scrape your knees, I will patch them up for you. I don’t care if your ass gets flat and hurts from sitting down all the time to even look at me, I love you for who you are and not for how you look and your hot looks are a bonus—just—for the love of God, LEAN DOWN.”

Toma Hiragi was speechless. Utterly, and completely speechless.

For the first time, he leaned his face upwards to meet your gaze. A small smile dared to spread across his face as he raised his hand to cup your cheek.

“M’sorry princess, I didn’t mean ta make my girl feel like that” he apologized, “I’ll make it up to ya, I swear.”

His gaze softened as he raised his hands towards his neck, unclasping his necklace and guiding it towards your neck, letting go once he clasped it shut. You felt your cheeks grow hot as your boyfriend’s smile grew bigger.

“Don’t think yanking me by the collar’s gonna work now” he grinned, “I want you to keep that, okay?”

You looked down at your neck, fingers carefully holding the silver medallion that now hung on your neck. It looked different than before, though…

A little ‘H’ was carved into it.

“I’ll lean down for ya more often, alright?” he assured, “If it means I get to show ya that I love ya, I’ll do it. Don’t have a ring with me yet, but this’ll do for now. Got it carved for ya a few weeks ago.”

The one who was speechless was now you, as your boyfriend’s index and middle fingers got ahold of your necklace, pulling you down into a sweet kiss.

MDNI - 18+ Material



HotshotMechanic!Choso loves putting his beautiful car in full display outside of his house, smirking as he’d see the women in the neighborhood staring and smirking at him. Letting them take pictures of the vehicle and flirt with him.

HotshotMechanic!Choso sees his new neighbor move in next door, eyeing you up like his next piece of candy. But to his disappointment, you don’t feed into his ego. Poor baby, but that’s alright, because he’s gonna do whatever it takes to get your attention.

HotshotMechanic!Choso grits his teeth when you blatantly ignore his advances, the way he’d conveniently wash his car while shirtless whenever you were heading out - to even have the nerve! Oh, and let’s not forget that hot day when he was doing a quick oil change on his ride, the sight of the thin and shiny layer of sweat and oil covering his pale skin, making you think things. Feel things…

HotshotMechanic!Choso was surprised when you’d finally come around, checking out his car, murmuring how you’d prefer something vintage. He chuckles, but managed to convince you to drive his car and give it a spin - just to see if you’ll change your mind.

HotshotMechanic!Choso was starstruck when his eyes fall on the way you handle the wheel; his cock throbbing when he sees your manicured nails matching the exact color of his car.

HotshotMechanic!Choso didn’t mind if you didn’t get to finish taking the car for a spin, especially when he’s got his thick digits pumping and out of your filthy and squelching pussy. A slew of soft curses under his breath flowed into the minimal space, being drowned out by your pornographic moans and whines as he made you see stars as you’d cum hard on his hand.

HotshotMechanic!Choso wasted no time by dragging your ass to the backseat, pounding into you like an animal in heat. Sucking on your fingers as he’d smirk and growl with how your pussy gripped him with such vice, his eyes rolling back when you gush all over his engorged and fat cock.

HotshotMechanic!Choso was so pussy whipped, that it’s become a common occurrence of him fucking you deeply and just being flat out nasty. Inside his car by the beach, on the hood of his car in his large backyard; not to mention how your echoed moans and screams inside the garage had prompted the other neighbors to call the cops with how good he’s fucking you.

HotshotMechanic!Choso is very satisfied with his new and hot neighbor that a mere glance from other women towards his way had agitated him, only because it’s not you. He was troubled with this feeling for a while until he was certain that he’s falling for you, wanting to get to know more.

HotshotMechanic!Choso decided to come up to your front door and ask you out, nervous as he’d fidget with his hands, unable to meet your eye and trying to play it cool.

HotshotMechanic!Choso had the feeling of relief wash over him by the time you’d say yes - all the while you’d drag him into your house…for another thrilling ride.

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are you a lightweight nanami..?

ac: matchapichai

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ you just got a new piercing!

incl: sae, oliver, baro, kaiser, ness, shido

cw: slightly suggestive (mdni ig)

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“hmph. you’re gettin’ too fuckin’ cocky,” toji gruffs lowly, leaning back against the padded comforter. dark eyes stare right back into you as you straddle his lap. he’s buried into you, and he was just about to finish. his breaths were quick paced, huffing and puffing. white clouds of air escape his lips as he keeps dark irises on each of your fidgety movements. “wipe that smile of y’er face. don’t like when ya give me that look.”

you hum, leaning in to toss your arms over his wide shoulders. whilst he’s stretching your gummy walls out to the very fullest— you lean in to plant a kiss near the right side of his lip, soft contact right against his infamous slanted scar. a soft moan always withdraws from his lips whenever you did that. the toughness that scraps against your mouth as you plant your lips down on that specific spot. “or …what?” you tease, grinding your hips just a bit more brisker at a fleeting tempo. “aw, someone’s getting close?”

“fuuuck,” he growls out, pearly white canines sticking out near the very corners of his mouth. toji’s head throws back in rapture and he feels your hand glide down the middle part of his chest. his shaggy, unkempt bare chest—all types of scars from his work that you love to feel all over. he’s about to pump you full, the blissful agitation that pokes against his nerves makes him feral. “sensitive still,” and with a low exhale, he glares at your stretching sly smile. “don’t give me that look. don’t …. even—f-fuck..”

and at that exact moment, toji fushiguro whined.

you grow quiet. he grows so quiet, it’s so silent that you could hear a pen drop.

toji swallows, even a simple action as that was just so loud. he groans, leaning back against the fat silk pillows before he stares at you with low hooded eyes.

“s-shit,” and his voice continues to grow more . . . shaky.

it’s so unlike him, the way his words quaver from each word was so cute to hear. you even had his hands tied up, pinned amongst the edges of the bed. he was sprawled all out for you while you were grinding against his lap.

“i spoil you too much, f-fuckin’ little girl,” and he’s clearly trying to keep up his rough facade— but alas, it’s really no use.

“you’re cute when you whine, baby,” you smooch against the scar near the right side of his lip.

his mouth twitches in vexation and you watch as his eyes roll further back.

his abdomen— oh, it burns into a mild volume of arousal, he’s profusely sweating before he feels himself about to break. each time you sneak a kiss against his scar, he groans. “mwah,” you tease, treating the lower part of his face with such delicacy. toji was shooting you a look of grimace. briefly—he tried to keep up his stubborn antics, but his glare only turned into lewd eye rolls from how good you clamp against his cock. it’s so good, the saturation of your sopping wet pussy squeezing down on him tight, he’s going dumb by the minute. “it’s okay, toji. you can cum.”

“don’t tell me what to d—” and he gets cut off before he quite literally does cum, it’s abrupt. toji’s quavering underneath you as he dumps a thickset load of seed into you. “shit, fuckin’ damn,” he heaves. his breath was heavy as he’s leaning all the way back now. with a hand still gripped onto your left hip, he sinks into the weightlessness nirvana that awaited him. “fuuck,” he pants, a rough hand grasping your ass— for a solid moment, toji grows quiet and the only sounds that’s could have been made were the sloshes of your cunt accepting his seed. somehow he managed to rip off the restraints on his wrists—wasting no time to finally touch you. in the midst of still rocking your hips in a circular rotation again toji—it consists of such satiny ropes, you’ve never felt more stuffed. “ugh, fuckin’ slut. got me moanin’ for you like this-”

you giggle, gifting him with a chaste kiss. “i’m not done, baby. keep up with me, okay?”

toji’s caught by surprise once you start to move your hips again, accelerating them against him and he whines. “f-fuck, the fuck? girl, ‘jus fuckin’ came . . sensitive, goddamnnn.”

it was cute, the way his low raspy voice pitches up an octave— he’s whimpering, the rapid movements of your pussy having him practically speechless. with his twitching dick now flaccid, he’s still got a firm grip on your waist. a raw groan only then wrenches from the back of his throat.

“can’t cum anymore, f-fuck, ‘m still sensitive,” he babbles, softly pulling you by the neck to give him a kiss.

and by kiss, it was more sloppy than anything. with wet tongues moving against each other in tavern, he feels you grinding again and again.

toji’s so warm. he can feel his heartbeat coercively pulsating through his ears. your tender touch against him had him so needy. even while having him like this— he was still attractive, yet that’s when you grab his wrists, making him pin them back again. “fuck are ya d-doing.”

“no touching me, baby,” you hum, and his glare returns. with pinkish crimson lips squeezing into a scowl, his darkened eyebrows curl into a furrow. “touch me after you give me another one, yeah?”

he swallows, toji couldn’t believe how dominant you were being. it was rare to get him like this, even rare to be on top of him.

“fuckin’ brat,” he grouses, his muscles near his forearms tensing. your cunt’s involuntarily constricting around his massive length. your walls hug him tightly before he starts to pant more and more. “fine. f-fine, just kiss me again…… please.”

you lean in, throwing your arms around his broad shoulders before pulling him into a deep kiss.

he’s so sensitive—heavy, hot huffs of breaths gnashing together, he whines again in your mouth. toji shivers, feeling the print of your thumb brush down against his undercut. he groans, feeling your hips start to pick up pace again and he pulls away to breathe. “phew,” he puffs out, seeing nothing but pure stars. you rode him so good that he didn’t even have a witty comeback.

toji’s entire face was all flustered, he glowers once he sees your smug grin tug against your lips. “what.”

“you should whine more,” you pause your hips, leaning in to pepper a few kisses against his cheek. he’s so fluttered—still heaving through his full lungs, eyelids halfway open as a big arm wraps around your waist. toji pulls you close, despite how embarrassed he was—he took it as a opportunity to pull you closer towards him. “you sound so cute when you’re whiney.”

“shut up,” he pouts, avoiding eye contact. toji’s still stuffed inside of you before he grunts once he feels you starting to move then stop. “m-mhm. don’t stop though. keep going.”

you giggle, bringing a single finger to stroke his cheek. “say please, toji.”

“fuckin—” he starts, sending you straight daggers. he’d argue further but he was still deeply buried into you. just a quick move with your hips and he’d start whining again from the euphoric friction. “fine. fine, just finish fucking me, please.”

“good boy,” you kiss the top of his head, starting up your hips again and he brings you into his chest, wrapping his beefy arms around you before whimpering into your neck.

he swallows, seeping his teeth into the crevice of your neck. “shut u-mhm,” and he slumps back with a pussydrunk smile on his face. “actually….praise me more. call me that again, ‘n look at me when you do.”

“good boy, toji,” you repeat in a sweet voice, picking up his head to make him stare into your eyes—he’s still panting before he leans back, groaning, shuddering from your touch. “such a good boy.”