THAT WASNT MY NAME.

“THAT WASN’T MY NAME.”

WINDBREAKER BOYS + SAYING THE WRONG NAME. ft. hayato suo, kaji ren, nirei akihiko, & sakura haruka x f!reader

content: explicit smut (18+), fellatio, overstim, choking, teasing, (kind of) brat taming, multiple rounds, mentions of creampies, usage of pet names, individual tags below.

mdni - 1.5K wc. filled request!

HAYATO SUO.

very mild brat taming, usage of pet names

“oh? that’s not like you, love.”

his gaze remains gentle, eyes intent on watching the way your cunt flutters so desperately around his length, your legs wrapped tightly around his hips to try and pull him deeper inside— but he doesn’t let you, of course.

suo has always been a tease. he likes to get you pent up like this, get you needy and frustrated until you’re clutching onto him and whining for him to stop and give you more, but he admits that he may have gone just a little bit too far today.

he’s brought you to the point where you’re moaning his friend’s name just to pull a reaction from him, and he knows painfully well that it’s your last resort at getting under his skin— because he knows your thought processes and tricks like the back of his hand.

so the fact that it actually worked is just that much more infuriating to him.

“thinking about someone else? how rude of you.”

the way your walls tighten around his length in response to his change in tone doesn’t go unnoticed by him, and you really couldn’t have been more obvious if you tried.

“ohh, i see,” he continues, pushing himself just an inch or two deeper- just enough to draw a lewd moan from you, “you just enjoy being put in your place, hmm? is that it?”

the way your eyes widen at such a suggestion is almost endearing, your head quickly shaking back and forth as you protest, blurting out a jumbled mix of “of course not” and “you’re just hot when you’re mad..”

absolutely anyone could read you like this, especially with the way you’re peering up at him so curiously through your lashes to gauge each and every reaction he might make. he already knows without you telling him that there’s nothing in that brain of yours besides your fantasy of him pounding into you at his full strength, maybe even pinning your wrists above your head while he’s at it.

“you really should have just asked me, love,” suo’s fingers wrap gently around your neck, a part of him content with the way you perk up in anticipation from something as little as that.

“..because i didn’t like that act of yours very much.”

he’s rutting into you once again before you even have time to think, angling himself to slam deep inside as your arms scramble to wrap around his shoulders, pulling him closer as you whine. you accidentally pull him deeper inside you like this, and suo fails to mask the way his face contorts at the sudden tightness.

“o-oh?” his voice holds an unfamiliar breathlessness to it, “i didn’t know you were so needy today.”

“ah— because it’s so deep!” you stammer, loud moans going straight through his ear. his unrelenting pace is so foreign to you, and you don’t know how he’s still so precise, aiming to pummel the exact spot that has you seeing stars the fastest- and you’re not sure if you can handle this much.

you let go of his shoulders, arms coming to shield your eyes as they roll back into your skull, your back arching in a futile attempt to escape the overstimulation.

“oh— no,” suo’s voice cuts through the air, “we won’t do that.”

he’s pinning your hands far above your head in one swift movement, frame towering over yours as he rolls his hips into you harder. “s-suo, it’s too much!” your words come out slurred, expression contorting with how quickly you’re approaching your high.

“this is just the beginning love. we’re gonna play out all those fantasies you’ve had tonight,” his grip around your wrists tighten slightly, “so no more running from it. okay?”

KAJI REN.

neck kisses, choking (barely), usage of pet names, jealousy?

“oh,” you turn your head to look up at your boyfriend when his thrusts come to a complete halt at the realization of what you just said, “i meant to say kaji.”

there’s an uncharacteristically long silence from your boyfriend, the only sound in the room being your giggle as you try and wiggle your ass against his hips to rile him up even more. “sorry,” your voice shifts to a stifled laugh, “don’t worry though, i was just kiddin-ah!”

you’re pulled up with ease when his hand wraps around your neck, guiding you back until you’re pressed flush against his strong chest, your head falling back to rest on his shoulder.

“think you’re funny, huh?” his thumb comes to roughly tilt your chin to the side, letting him grunt into the skin of your neck.

the new angle has you trembling, eyes widening with how much bigger he feels inside you like this. he’s stretching you out so much more than before, his fat tip nestled uncomfortably against your cervix as he holds you in place.

“real funny, princess,” you hear his click his tongue in annoyance.

the feeling of his breath fanning against your skin has your breath hitching in your throat moments after, his lips just barely ghosting over the sensitive skin of your neck. “got me reall good,” he repeats slowly, lips tantalizingly close to the smooth skin, “but i don’t wanna hear that guy’s name leaving your mouth again.”

“prank or not.”

it’s not like kaji isn’t aware of how silly he looks right now, jealous and angry over a minor prank like this one, but he can’t help it, not with the way the name rolled off your tongue in such a sickeningly sweet way.

he wants to hear you moan his name instead. wants to hear it again and again until he’s no longer green with jealousy.

a shiver of anticipation races through you when he starts trailing wet and sloppy kisses along your skin, each touch sending a wave of pleasure coursing straight into your core. he’s rough with it, a stark contrast to the way his finger is gently circling at your clit, just the way you like it.

“a-ah,” you moan when he starts sucking at the skin, inhaling sharply when he catches a faint whiff of your perfume. “k-kaji, that feels good.”

he almost groans at the sound of his name again. “again,” he growls, lips returning to give you another mark on the side of your neck, “say that again.”

you were his- his only, and he was gonna make sure everybody knew that by the end of tonight.

NIREI AKIHIKO.

mention of creampies

“s-sorry,” nirei mumbles, “that was a lot, huh?”

he watches with a heavy blush across his cheeks when your fingers come to collect the cum that he’s shot directly onto your tits, his cock throbbing when you slowly drag your tongue up your hand.

“it’s okay, sakura. oh— wrong name.”

he blinks a couple times before his heart sinks into his stomach. his first thought was that he just heard you wrong, but there was just no way that was possible.

“..sakura?”

his expression shifts from confusion to worry, then to a frustrated pout when you start laughing. “i’m just kidding!” you giggle, laugh trailing off to a concerned hum when his eyebrows stay deeply furrowed.

“oh? was that too mean, nirei?”

you watch him closely when his hands come to pull you by the waist, your own arms coming to wrap around him, but he doesn’t let you. “you know,” he starts, and he’s grabbing both of your wrists before pinning you beneath him, “i change my mind.”

your tits bounce a bit when your back hits the mattress, your chest still covered in his cum, and he wishes time could stop for a brief second so he could stare and admire you like this for just a little longer without looking like a total creep. it doesn’t help when you’re staring up at him like that too, your mouth still parted to pant lightly from the previous round.

you’re fucked out in the cutest way, and it’s enough to get him hard again.

“…about?” your words trail off with a hint of uncertainty under them.

“‘m not sorry,” he whispers, groaning when his overstimulated cock slaps against your folds. “not sorry at all anymore. gotta shoot it inside next, or this’ll keep bothering me.”

SAKURA HARUKA.

fellatio, teasing, his dick is sensitive <3

“h-huh..?”

your eyes flicker to the way the muscles of his abs flex when he abruptly sits up, deep blush across his cheeks as he watches you bob your head up and down his length in complete and utter disbelief.

“sorryy,” your voice is a soft and teasing whisper, and you give him that sugary-sweet smile that always kills him in an instant, “wrong name.”

an awfully casual mistake to make, he thinks.

sakura is absolutely dumbfounded, forcing himself to try and glare despite the way you have him breathless and trembling underneath your touch, but you’re resuming your movements only a second later, your tongue dragging up his length as if you didn’t just call him someone else’s fucking name just now.

“h-hey,” he can barely choke out a word with how good your lips feel around his dick, and he’s trying to reach forward and pull you off of him, struggling to blurt out a “s-stop that!”

but you’re suddenly taking him deeper, letting him in your throat until your nose pokes at his skin, and he groans loudly at the feeling of your throat around him.

“ah— shit..” his mouth falls open when you moan into him, vibrations of your voice forcing his hips to jerk up against you.

“you— you just…” he’s trying, trying so hard to get a word out, but you’re such a fucking tease. your head bobs up and down a little faster, tongue flattening to glide perfectly around his thickness, and the way his quads start trembling doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

he’s getting close.

the lewd ‘pop!’ your mouth makes when you let him go only deepens the furious blush across his cheeks, and he wishes he didn’t make the mistake of looking down and catching a glimpse of you rubbing his pre-cum off your bottom lip with your thumb.

“i was just kidding,” you smile when you notice his attention is back on you, even if it’s only for a brief moment before he’s tearing his gaze away, “but the face you made was real funny.”

his expression switches to an angry scowl— as angry as he could possibly look after you’ve reduced him to nothing but a panting, flustered mess beneath you. he’s gasping loudly as soon as your hands start to run up and down his thighs, fingertips pressing into him to get a better feel for his muscles.

it’s enough to kill him as is, but as soon as you start peppering his dick with kisses, he feels his patience crumble to nothing.

“enough,” his voice is just above a shaky growl, nails digging deeply into the armrests besides him, “needa be inside you— f-fuck. right now.”

Hi may I please ask for some yandere Tweels finding out their shared darling is going back to her world. NSFW is needed please

God, I love those tweels. And thank you for the wait! I wanted this to be good... and ended up getting carried away and writing an entire 4.9k one shot.....

In any case, while MC does use she/her pronouns, body parts are left ambiguous for inclusivity of all fem readers. ;)

Warning(s): Nsfw, yandere concepts, non con, aphrodisiacs, (ask to tag!)

Nsfw Yandere Jade and Floyd Leech x Fem!MC

You loved your eels, you really did. You’d be lying if you said their height alone hadn’t unnerved you at first though, but the more that you interacted with them, the more you took all their little quirks in stride, slowly admiring them for the people they were.

And they adored this about you. You were so quick to validate and appreciate them. Not just as a pair, but as individuals as well. You took special care to always look in their direction and acknowledge them both by name. A fitting ray of sunshine glimmering through the ocean’s murky waters.

Which is why they didn’t understand why you were so keen on returning to your world. 

There they stood in your room while you moved about, plucking all your keepsakes, all your memories that they had shared with you, and filed them away in your luggage. As you packed, you animatedly talked about everything you were looking forward to seeing when you returned, places you knew you had to revisit, and restaurants you were craving to eat at again.

“Hmm? ...Isn’t the Mostro Lounge good enough?” Floyd offhandedly commented, his eyes askance while massaging the back of his shoulder.

You glanced up at him, recognizing that moody tone of his. Offering a sympathetic smile, you began to fold a shirt, “Of course, I’ll always love the Mostro Lounge. Nothing could replace it, you know that... just like how I know nothing could replace you two.”

Floyd finally looked at you, his posture relaxing as he shuffled over and unceremoniously flopped onto your back, his arms hanging over your shoulders as he blubbered against your ear, “Uwahh~, don’t leave us, Shrimpy! Stay forever, won’t you?”

You groaned under the weight of his body, “Aghh, Floyd you’re crushing me...!”

“No, I can’t move,” he whined, “Not until you say you’ll stay.”

“Now, now,” Jade’s voice cut in as he approached the two of you before hoisting Floyd up by the collar of his shirt, “Don’t inconvenience Dearest more than she’s already put up with. I’m certain she’s already come to terms with the circumstances of her departure. We must respect her decision, Floyd.”

Floyd only huffed in response, his afflicted mood returning before he stalked out of the bedroom, slamming the door. Both you and Jade winced before you sighed, your own mood dampening. 

“Give him time,” Jade’s gentle voice uttered.

“Should I go after him?”

“Allow me, Dearest. You know how he gets.”

You slowly nodded with a hum just as Jade leant forward to graze a kiss to your forehead. Brushing your fingers where he kissed, you watched as he beamed that gentlemanly smile of his before turning to follow his brother.

“When you’re finished, be sure to get some rest. You have a big day ahead of you,” he softly spoke, closing the door behind him.

And as he suspected, Floyd hadn’t wandered off at all. He stood in your lounge, back against the wall. Any usual gleam in his eyes had turned dull.

“Floyd,” Jade said.

“Jade,” His brother bit back.

Said person could only chuckle in return, “Goodness, sulking like a child.”

“Haahh?” Floyd pushed himself from the wall to stagger his way to Jade, his expression seemingly displeased, “And what about what you said to Shrimpy? Did you mean that?”

Jade delicately placed a hand on his own chest, his eyes closed for a moment of reflection before he matched Floyd’s gaze, his eyebrows upturning just as he grinned a row of pearly, sharp teeth, “Oh, of course not. If she really felt bad, she would stay rather than returning to her hovel of a world.”

Floyd’s irritation dropped like a hat. He started snickering, cackling almost as he placed a hand on his brother’s shoulder, his grin mirroring his, “Ah~, I love Shrimpy so much. Sometimes I just want to squeeze her until she breaks, ya know?”

“Indeed. Which is why we’re going to be gracious lovers and show her everything she’ll be missing out on before she leaves.”

“Ahaha...! Jade you’re so creepy.”

After mentally mapping out the plans of what you were going to do when you returned home, it was no wonder that you dozed off rather quickly; the night hours ticking by.

“Wakey, wakey, Little Shrimp~,” A voice cooed in your ear followed by a small puff of hot air.

You groaned, your head lolling to the other side as you tried to nestle back into the pillow.

“Now you’re just teasing her,” Another voice, lower this time, whispered as fingers soothingly weaved into your hair, patting down little flyaways.

You stirred once more, your eyebrows furrowing before slowly opening your eyes, your vision just the slightest bit fuzzy. Groaning again, you let your gaze trail to the source of what woke you up in the first place so as to discern who was speaking. Yet upon shifting your body, you found your arms in a rigid hold above your head. Starting to pick up on some red flags, your body somewhat lurched, rashly jerking at the restraints.

Undoubtedly more adjusted to your predicament, you turned your head to the shadow looming left of you.

“Hiii~,” It spoke, tone eerily familiar.

“Wh- Floyd?”

Said man flashed his sharp teeth at your acknowledgment before reaching over to grab a small piece of what looked to be candy. Putting it between his teeth, Floyd brought his hand down to your jaw, pinching both your cheeks so you reflexively parted your lips. As a result, he was quick to bend down and let the candy fall from his mouth to yours. Upon contact, the sweet seemingly dissolved on your tongue before you even had a chance to bite back. Floyd watched your expression morph, his eyes gleefully peering down into your own as he gave your bottom lip a little nibble, tugging slightly for his own amusement just before pulling back.

Finally sitting proper, he continued to stare as you coughed back a little of what he had just given you, his tongue peeking out to glide over the top of his lip. In doing so, he giggled under his breath.

You could only manage to clear your throat enough to ask him what that even was.

“Don’t you know?” Another familiar voice chimed as you glanced to your right, “It’s your going-away present.”

You frowned, your confusion boiling down to anger as you insisted on whatever prank the twins were pulling now of all days stop so they could tell you what you just ate. Yet just as you tipped off your demand with a growl, a wave of underlying heat flushed under your skin, the feeling that you just got the wind knocked out of you making your breathing a little heavier.

“Yayyy, now that Little Shrimp got her present, it’s time to unwrap mine~,” Floyd crooned as you noted both his and Jade’s shirts were partially unbuttoned, their usual jacket, hat, and scarf combo missing from the picture. Floyd moved to climb over top of you, one knee pushing up against your sex as he took his time popping each one of your shirt buttons.

Your mind might’ve been a little hazy, but even you had enough discernment of the situation to tug at your restraints again, haphazard appeals falling from your lips.

“Wh- Floyd-, hold on-“

“Awh, is Little Shrimp scared?” Floyd drawled, his head craning down to caress your stomach with leisurely, butterfly kisses, “Jade, come and comfort Little Shrimp with me.”

“Why I thought you’d never ask,” The counterpart to your right casually responded.

Soon enough, both brothers were caging you in with a leg between your own, trailing all sorts of kisses up the skin of your stomach. Then Floyd reached your nipple, pinching the bud between his teeth as you inhaled a sharp breath of air. Jade took advantage of this opening as he immediately tipped forward to capture your lips with his own, his long tongue sliding in to press against the inside of your cheek. He put pressure on your lips as he moved in tandem with your own, the shifting fabric of the sheets under you grating in your ear as his fingers came to glide under your jaw, lifting your head for better access. His tongue was uncomfortably slick and hot. It slipped under your own before deftly curling around it. At one point you had to wonder how you never noticed the unconventional anatomy of your lover, or more than likely, lovers with Floyd contentedly lapping at your chest like it was a delicacy. 

When Jade finally allowed you to breathe, a silver string of saliva connecting the two of you, you found you could only blearily open and close your eyes a few times, pupils dilating as incoherent thoughts dizzied your head. The underlying heat your body began to pool into the pit of your stomach made the clothes wrapped around your body suddenly too constricting for your liking.

“...Hot...” you slurred, your expression deliriously warm, “Take it off, it’s too hot...”

Both Floyd and Jade shared a glimpse before looking back down at you.

“Hee, if you say so~.” Floyd tittered. Now two pairs of hands roamed your upper body, the feeling of your shirt sleeves being pulled in different directions as seams started to tear. Your neck was then met by a pair of tongues trailing wet lines of saliva around your pulse, your shoulders instinctively seizing up under the ticklish sensation.

But just as you sighed, slowly indulging in the attention, you choked. A searing sense of needlepoint teeth digging into your skin and shocking your nerves enough to force a cry from your throat. Reflexively, you pulled at your restraints only to come to the familiar revelation that you couldn’t do anything. Even worse, the numbing pain began to take on a whole new wave of heat coursing through your veins. You could feel a dampness against your thighs every time you rubbed your legs together.

The twins then continued rolling their tongues over the trickling lines of blood, their lips brushing every mark made. When they pulled away, you somehow felt so vulnerable without their presence enveloping your field of vision. 

“Well?” Jade inquired, tastefully wiping away a mixture of blood and spit from his chin.

“Mm... still hungry,” Floyd grumbled, sucking blood off his thumb before releasing it with a pop.

“Then by all means,” The other directed, his hand moving to gesture to the lower half of your body as his brother’s expression lit up.

“Wahh! You’re the best, Jade!” He cheered as he immediately crawled over to wrench the hem of your pants down your legs, carelessly discarding them somewhere behind him before perching himself between your thighs. It was then that you could just barely make out the familiar clink of a belt unbuckling, the protest you tried to speak with not even coming out as a coherent word. Not that it would’ve made much of difference, you numbly thought.

And, oh God did it feel so tantalizing to have the length of Floyd’s cock rub against your aching sex. He wasn’t even inside you, yet just the languid back and forth motions were enough to stir your mewls, hips trying to inconspicuously meet his with every stroke.

Even now, watching the two of you get worked up stirred Jade’s underlying arousal as he subtly brought a hand to his mouth, just grazing his teeth on his index finger. With a pleased hum, he reached for a small bottle on the bedside table and extended it to Floyd. “Get too excited and you’ll hurt her,” he advised. “I know,” Floyd drawled as he accepted the offering, his teeth pinching the bottle’s cork to pop it off before spilling some of its contents between your joined hips.  “Oh, whoops! A bit too much, but...” he really didn’t have any room to complain when the slippery substance seeped into every crevice and decreased the amount of friction created, moving only spurring his impatient temperament as every brush felt hot and inviting against you.

“Better?” Jade asked.

“Mmm, yeah...”

“That’s good,” And Jade had to admit, Floyd looked like he was thoroughly enjoying himself. So much so that Jade decided to bide his time by watching the two of you, his sharp eyes shifting between expressions as he lowered his hand to coolly rub himself through the strained fabric of his pants.

“Hah... Shrimpy’s enjoying this. I’m so, so happy~,” Floyd lightly panted, the pace of his own breathing picking up until he rolled his hips back, finally aligning himself with your entrance. Using the slick both of your bodies had worked up, he had begun to ease himself into you, the muscles in both of your legs seizing up as he took his time stretching you out thoroughly. Against your will, you released the most aching moan, the incredibly full feeling of having him inside you foreign yet not unwelcoming.

Floyd’s head had lolled forward, the tight grip he used to latch onto your thighs now digging into your skin. Like you, he needed the extra moment to revel in your tight warmth. God, he felt like he might never pull out. Yet as his blood continued to pump all throughout his body, he never wanted anything more than to revel in that feeling of pushing into you again.

So he began the process of reeling his hips back, your body responding to every impression he was giving before he shuddered, pounding back into you so that your walls only had his dick to clamp onto. Fuck- he really almost lost you, didn’t he? Almost lost this to some stupid other world he’s never even seen before. The thought drove him senseless, almost controlling the movements of his body and fueling his desire to dig into you even more. You didn’t understand how his pace could start off so deliberately slow before his hips were driving into you every second, the creek of the mattress giving way to his frantic pacing.

Your nails pressed deep into your palms, your mouth unable to find the strength to close as every thrust would grant your voice a new chance to babble something incoherent. As of now however, you just barely teetered on the edge of coherency. Not even sure where you found the will to whimper a few ‘no, stop’ between cries.

Floyd huffed, his face horribly flushed as he adjusted your position by lifting one of your legs over his shoulder, using it as leverage to reach the deepest point he could plunge into.

“Jadeee, she’s- hah- still say-! Saying the bad words! Make her stop...”

Still leisurely palming himself through his trousers with one arm propping himself up, Jade woefully sighed, “...I really didn’t want to interrupt... but if you’re too busy to discipline her,’ he hummed, suddenly closing his eyes as two of his fingers eased over the top of his tented erection, “then it would be my upmost pleasure to assist.”

At that, he opened his eyes and began inching towards you. His poor dear, Jade could tell you were losing yourself well past the point of physically resisting, so he decided to be the gracious lover that he was and untie your wrists from their confines with easy precision. Other than your arms limply falling down above you, you really didn’t react that much.

But wasn’t your face just a wonderful, leaking mess? Tears leaving translucent streaks that ran down your cheeks while drool dribbled from the side of your mouth, pooling onto the pillow. Jade’s heart nearly leapt in his chest at the sight of you, his expression glowing in admiration as he brushed away any hair that stuck to your forehead. You really couldn’t hold a single, coherent thought right now, could you? His poor darling, Jade thought as he began to unbuckle his own belt, pulling the zipper down. You just needed some form of physical reassurance to keep you sated.

So when he finally pulled out his cock, the tip smeared with the slightest bit of precum, your eyes, even through all their haze and Floyd’s excessive thrusts throwing your vision for a loop, immediately began to stare. 

“Oh?” He gripped the base, his strokes slow and teasing, “Does Dearest want a taste? Go on now... it’s always been yours to do as you please.”

“...A-Ah...” with pupils blown wide, you piped, angling your face to inch closer to his groin until your nose was practically pressed against his hand. You only had to lick his fingers once for him to obediently remove them from his cock, your mouth beginning to salivate even further. The little noises you were making were so utterly adorable. Not only were you babbling from Floyd’s unyielding ministrations, but Jade could tell you were also muttering just because your body was telling you that you were excited for something. Well, with the way you were now, your brain certainly couldn’t do anything.

Jade really did try to be patient though. He wanted you to enjoy yourself, but your hot breath combined with a disoriented expression wasn’t boding well for his heart. He would’ve closed his eyes if he could, but watching you press little, needy kisses to his dick earned himself a fluster on his own cheeks, brows just beginning to furrow in mild frustration.

Yet just as he was about to try and encourage you to go further, your head had lifted up, lips experimentally wrapping themselves around the head of his cock. Jade’s breath hitched, his composure coming loose before quickly pulling himself back together just as fast.

“Eager now, aren’t we?” He lightly panted.

You responded by swirling your tongue around the tip, licking where you could and tracing lines over the slit. While you may not have been aware of what you were doing, any sort of fault in your actions was easily made up by the effort you provided. Soon enough, you started pushing more of him against the hollow of your cheek, a hand coming up to wrap around the base of his shaft, fondling where your tongue couldn’t reach.

From a bystander’s perspective, it looked as though Jade’s passive persona was on the verge of cracking as he visibly bit the inside of his lip, expression strained. However, in contrast to his brother, he fared much better in terms of appearance. For while Jade took care to maintain composure as best he could, Floyd’s face exposed every one of his thoughts: flushed red as rose, tongue lolling out as his high grew as out of control as his hips. 

Jade began to praise your pretty mouth, threading his fingers through your hair before attempting to speak to his brother, a sly grin etching his lips.

“Someone seems to be having fun.”

Floyd cocked his head backwards, mouth continuing to hang open as he appeared to draw closer to his climax. He couldn’t contain his bouts of manic laughter, “Aha! ... ahahaha- well what do expect?? Ah-!” He bit his lip to point that it bled, “Mmm~ the best! Shrimpy’s just the best!! This is so fun!”

Jade would’ve commented on that if you hadn’t hummed around him, the vibrations seizing his attention at the same time the flat of your tongue curled around him like a lollipop.

Still, Floyd didn’t need any further encouragement to start picking up speed. The combined liquids between you both made it easy to feverishly plunge in and out of your core like his life depended on it, his body soon keeling over yours to harshly grip the sheets on either side of you, your chests rubbing against one another with every rock. At that moment, his body pushed him over the edge as he finished off the last of his vigorous thrusts, his choked moans echoing against your chest upon releasing inside you. His hot breath fanned over your skin, his hips still partially jutting against yours to savor the last remnants of his euphoric frenzy. He would’ve kissed you right then if you weren’t already busy taking care of his brother, but seeing as how you were, he had to settle for raking his lips across your collar bone for the time being, mindlessly nibbling on the skin.

Through heady breaths, Jade spoke up again, “Felt good?”

Floyd only hiccuped with eyes closed, forehead rolling to press into your shoulder as he hummed a pleased note, “Try it, Jade~,” he gleefully slurred.

“Mm, I was- ngh-, planning to,” he glanced down at you mindlessly working as much of his dick you could stroke, lick, and suck on. And as erotic as you were with clouded eyes and no sense of apprehension, Jade had to reluctantly back away to begin his next step. That isn’t to say you didn’t whimper at the loss of contact, a sticky line of drool connecting your bottom lip to the head of his cock. In fact, it took all of Jade’s willpower not to push it back in when he saw how positively destitute your eyes plead to him.  And just as Jade shifted his position, Floyd also unceremoniously lifted himself from off your body, finally pulling himself from out of your sopping hole and tumbling next to you. Now a bit more comfortable, he used his hand to prop his head up so as to get a better look at your face. In doing so, he tittered to himself, “Shrimpy’s all messy. Mess her up more, Jade.” Together with his teasing, his free hand pushed some hair behind your ear before playfully tracing the bruised marks on your neck with his index finger.

“Anymore than you already have?” Jade amusingly asked, sitting himself between your legs as Floyd had once done. With his thumb, he could gently hook a digit into your wet entrance, his eyes trailing the leaking mix of cum and fluid dripping out of you. Seemed like Floyd had prepped you properly. Well, with as much lube as he had poured onto you, it was no wonder why he had slipped in so easily. Yet while Jade prodded your hole, you squirmed in your spot, your body reflexively turning over to lay on your stomach. You were much too overstimulated for him to be doing that as displayed by the twitching in your leg muscles, the rest of you trembling where you lay.

Even so, Jade took this new positional opportunity for himself by taking hold of your hips and lifting them up so your upper half naturally bent down, face settling against the pillow.

“Just relax now and-” Jade gently murmured, sliding into your warmth before abruptly biting back a moan. He had to close his eyes for moment, the entirety of his cock buried deep inside you as he relished in the fact that Floyd had just fucked the lights out of you but you was still so receptive to him. It almost felt natural with how much your clamped down on him. Almost like it was your sole purpose to love and milk their cocks for all they were worth. God, you were something extraordinary. To them, this not only solidified their love for you, but their resolve to never let another person lay their hands on you again. Your soul and your body had been brought into this world for them to cherish and worship with all their being, wasn’t it?

“Nice, huh?” Floyd nudged, his body practically saddled against yours as his tongue slipped out to lick the shell of your ear, his dexterous fingers still tenderly combing through your hair. With the stimulation as it was, it was any wonder how you were still conscious with how terribly your blood pumped in your ears, the entirety of your body feverish and numb. Poor dear likely couldn’t tell left from right as your eyes failed to focus on anything, the only response they could garner from you being your wanton speech mewling from overstimulation.

Jade wouldn’t respond to Floyd’s rhetoric as he dragged out of you only to jut his hips forward and earn another yelp of your voice. This was it, this was the connection his physical body had ached for whenever you were near. Jade always had to play the considerate man to appease those around him, but he wouldn’t have been able to guess how much of your genuine spirit drew him in like the light at the end of a tunnel. Though it would be you, wouldn’t it? You that he would follow for the rest of his days. And truthfully, it didn’t take telepathy to see the same desire flickering on Floyd’s face day in and day out. Just the simple adoration Jade could see in his brother’s eyes as he himself really took hold of you, his thrusts picking up to create deliciously slick noises that seized all of the other’s attention.

Watching you claw at the sheets beneath you was so cute, the lovey murmurs you stammered over even more attractive as Jade collected all of his pent up pleasure you rewarded him with earlier and chased after both of your climaxes. It almost felt as though your core was burning with the amount of eager thrusts he used to hold you to him. The sensation itself twice euphoric yet maddening. Every bit of his muscles shuddered for some sort of relief, his hips now moving entirely on their own as he bottomed out with every shift. His heavy breaths inaudibly panting into your ear. 

He was close. He was so so close. You just couldn’t keep your hips up anymore which forced him to fuck you deeper into the mattress. Even at this point, Floyd was beginning to rile himself up again as he shamelessly brought his hand down to listlessly stroke his semi-hard cock. Your mess of a face combined with the sheen of sweat, tears, and saliva edged him on so temptingly, after all. Your core ached, you ached, it was hot and sore with every shift of your body, yet the more momentum you experienced, the more your body craved it. Just the tip of the iceberg until Jade dug his nails into your flesh, the pressure he used to hold you to him almost enough to break skin as he halted and released inside of you, his limbs clenching while strings of cum stuffed any remaining space it could fill. Remnants of Floyd’s seed mixing into his.

In terms of your own body’s response, the muscles in your legs couldn’t stop convulsing. The grasp you had on the blankets was so tight, they would’ve torn if your nails were sharp enough. You didn’t even have a voice left to choke on as any signs of your climax were halfway muffled by the sheets and the other by Floyd’s attempts to slip his tongue into your mouth the moment you were vulnerable. Surprisingly enough however, with your sudden high painfully ebbing away, your thoughts were granted a moment of clarity as you gradually heaved air in and out of your lungs. With this, you were able to blearily register the heavy weight on your back, one that was breathing just as heavily, if not, a bit lighter than you were. Puffs of hot air breathing down your neck as you also came to recognize the thick shaft on said body still buried snugly inside you. Even then, there was a foreign, wet tongue idly lapping at the saliva that you had dribbling from your lip; you shifted your head in the other direction before earning a whine from the assailant.

Piecing together fragments of your surviving strength, you weakly reached for the headboard in front of you only for a hand to snatch your wrist, pushing it down to the mattress. While a sudden wave of modest fear crept into your veins, one thing you could be relieved for was the weight behind you peeling back and uncomfortably slipping out of you. Taking advantage of this spare moment, you shifted so that you could flip onto your back, struggling to prop yourself on your elbows. Just when you managed to though, a palm pressed to your cheek, Floyd’s gleeful expression coming into view.

“Tired? But we’re not done with you~.” The corners of his lips devilishly curled up before he nodded forward to smoosh his mouth to the cheek opposite of what he was holding. After emitting an audible ‘muah!’, he pulled away with a giggle, baring his sharp teeth in a grin even wider than before.

“That’s-” you just barely managed to gasp when a hand on the opposite side of you delicately caressed from your thigh up to your stomach using only the pads of the fingers. Darting your eyes, you caught a glimpse of Jade crawling up to your side so that he practically mirrored his brother’s posture. With that, Floyd also laid on hand on your stomach, the pair of them peering down at you with focused scrutiny. If you squinted, would you have just been imagining the subtle hearts reflected in their luminous eyes?

“Floyd, she’s still conscious. Seems we haven’t loved her enough,” Jade quipped.

“Awhh, you’re right, Jade. Looks like we still haven’t fucked every last remnant of her world out of her skull yet~,” Floyd returned.

The two of them simultaneously bowed their heads to award proper kisses to the corners of your lips.

“After all, you won’t need to go back there; you’re part of our world now.”

wind breaker boys - how they eat you out.

featuring: Haruka Sakura, Ren Kaji, Hajime Umemiya

contains: f!reader, cunnilingus (obvs), some orgasm control from Kaji, mild somnophilia from Umemiya

note: all characters are aged up to 18+!

word count: 1k

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Haruka Sakura loves eating you out but he’s too damn shy to ask most of the time. You have to make it obvious you want it too, pushing his head down while you’re making out on his bed.

“Want to feel your tongue, Haru,” you tell him, an ounce of begging in your voice. “Please.”

His face goes beet red but he obliges, hiding his blushing cheeks by pressing kisses against your stomach and thighs. The first time Sakura went down on you, he was a mess – he tried his best, but he didn’t know what he was doing and the pressure of wanting to make you feel good nearly made his head explode.

Still, Sakura’s always open to gentle instruction and you let him know exactly what to do. Now, as he presses the flat of his tongue against your clit, one finger pressing inside your hole, he knows exactly how to make you cum.

You lie back with a content sigh and your boyfriend deftly laps at your sensitive bud, your fingers tangled in his two-tone hair. When you look down at see his gold and black eyes looking back at you, intent and hungry, it sets off butterflies in your stomach.

Sakura sucks on your clit with the exact pressure you like as his finger strokes against the sensitive bundle of nerves inside you. You’re a sopping mess before long, moaning and gasping his name. Sakura swears he could listen to you like this all day.

Yeah, it might have taken him a couple attempts but god, can he make you cum.

Ren Kaji loves how helpless you get when he eats you out.

Yeah, he loves the taste of you and he loves making you cum, but he loves the control he has over getting you there the most. To Kaji, it’s a marathon, not a sprint.

He especially likes it when you’re trying to concentrate on something else. Like now, when you’re at the desk in your bedroom, trying to study. Kaji had been on your bed as you both sat in companiable silence, the way you both like to do. But when he looked up from his phone and saw the adorable notch between your brow and the way you nibbled at the top of your pencil, he couldn’t help himself.

Kaji tugs off his headphones and stands, crossing the space between you. You’re so absorbed in your study, you don’t realise he’s there until his sucker appears before you.

“Oh. Thanks, Ren,” you say before opening your mouth and taking it.

“I’ll get in a back in a bit.”

You don’t register what he means until he crawls under the desk, making space between your thighs.

“What- Ah!”

You gasp as you feel his tongue against your clothed pussy, wet and hot. You go to wheel your chair backwards but Kaji has a firm hold of the wheels, locking you in place.

“Just keep going, babe,” he mumbles from between your legs.

You’re not sure how you’re supposed to do that when Kaji’s thick tongue pushes past your panties to lick at your folds. You take a deep breathe and try to steady your thumping heart. It’s fine, you tell yourself. I can still concentrate.

You try to refocus your eyes on the paper in front of you but the words are scrambled. Kaji takes his time, lazily swirling his tongue over your clit before sucking on your lips. His sucker rattles over your teeth as your mouth falls open, a sigh escaping.

“R-Ren,” you stammer. “I need to – ah – study.”

“I’m not stopping you,” Kaji says before lapping at your clit.

The sweet sounds you make are the only thing that makes not wearing his headphones bearable. You reach down under the desk and card your fingers through his hair, tugging at the root. You angle your hips slightly giving him better access. Kaji uses the opportunity to slide his tongue into your hole, tasting your arousal.

You’ve totally given up on studying, your thighs locking around his head as Kaji brings you close to orgasm but not quite reaching it. You’re impatient and whiny, your hips bucking for more friction against his mouth but Kaji holds back slightly.

Kaji isn’t in any hurry – he wants this to take as long as possible. He knows when you’re dripping and so, so needy, it’ll be worth it.

Hajime Umemiya would live between your legs if he could. Whether it’s his cock or his face that’s buried in your pussy, he doesn’t care. As long as he’s close to you, he’s happy.

That’s why it’s one of his favourite ways to wake you up.

You look so angelic when he wakes up next to you, sleeping soundly on his chest. Umemiya presses gentle kisses to your forehead and cheeks until your stir but you’re not quite awake yet.

“Shh, it’s okay, angel,” he says quietly. “I’ll take care of you.”

Umemiya carefully rolls you onto your back, nestling himself between your legs. Your thighs spread automatically for him, which makes him smile and kiss your inner thigh.

“You’re such a good girl for me,” he praises.

You’re both still naked from the night before and Umemiya is pleased there’s no obstacles between you, no physical barriers between your bodies. He loves the intimacy he gets to share with you.

Softly, he licks a stripe from your hole to your clit, watching for your reaction. You stir again slightly so he licks another stripe. Deeper this time before circling your sensitive bud.

“Mmm,” you moan lightly, still mostly asleep.

Umemiya finds your hands next to you and intertwines his fingers with yours as he continues to make out with your puffy cunt. His mouth is flush with your pussy as he strokes the flat of his tongue across your clit.

“H…Haji…?” Your voice is thick with sleep but your body is responding on its own, your hips grinding against Umemiya’s mouth.

“Good morning, angel,” he pulls back slightly to say before planting another wet kiss against your clit.

“Good… ah!  Good morning, Haji.” You smile down at him, squeezing your fingers between his. “That feels so good.”

Umemiya moans into your pussy, his tongue picking up speed to a pace he knows you like. You gasp and throw your head back against the pillow, fully awake now.

And god, what a way to wake up.

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May I ask you for an eating out session with Togame Jou, Yamato Endo and Hayato Suo?

coming undone.

featuring: Togame Jo x f!reader, Hayato Suo x f!reader

contains: established relationships, cunnilingus (ofc), orgasm denial/control from Suo, dom!Suo, aftercare

note: all characters are aged up to 21+!

MDNI | 18+ content

word count: 2.3k

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a/n: ty for this request!! unfortunately i haven't read the manga so i don't think i'd do Endo justice bc i don't know him that well (he has got some SERIOUS drip tho ngl) but i hope you enjoy Togame and Suo!!

Togame Jo

Your day has been shit.

You trudge through your front door, dropping your bags and jacket on the floor and trudge over to your bed, falling face down onto it with a groan. It’s not even 7pm but you’re ready to go to sleep and hope that when you wake up tomorrow, you never have to put up with a single customer again.

You know you should get undressed but your body aches from standing for a full ten-hour shift and you’re so emotionally drained, you just want to rot where you’ve landed.

“Who do I need to fight?” Togame’s voice floats from somewhere behind you. He’s only half-joking.

You sigh in response, not even having the energy to vent.

Togame’s hand smooths across your back, feeling your stress knots. He gives a sympathetic tut. He hates seeing you like this, hates that you hate your job but there’s no other jobs going. Every time you tell him about another shitty customer, he has to physically restrain himself from tracking them down.

“What do you need, baby?” he asks, his deep voice soft.

“Just want to lie here,” you mumble into the bed covers. “Feel like shit.”

Togame looks over you, feeling your sore limbs and he desperately wants to smooth the stress from your brows, wash the worries from your mind. He knows what to do.

With easy strength, Togame moves you up the bed, gently turning you onto your back. You let him, flopping over with another heavy sigh.

“Sorry,” you mumble. “I’m not good company right now.”

“You see me complaining?” Togame grins down at you.

The corner of your mouth upticks despite yourself. You fling an arm over your eyes, sitting in easy silence for a few minutes. It’s not long before you feel the mattress shift beneath you as Togame pushes his body between your legs, leaning over you. You feel his lips on your cheek before moving down to your neck, pressing soft kisses.

You don’t move, letting Togame lick a lazy stripe across your collarbone.

“How about I make you feel better, hmm?” he hums in your ear.

Just from Togame kissing your neck, you know you’re already wet, but you really don’t have the energy to do anything right now. You pull away your arm from your eyes.

“I’m sorry, Jo,” you tell him. “I’m too tired. I don’t think I can cum tonight.”

Togame thumbs your bottom lip, easy smile on his face.

“You don’t need to do a thing,” he says. “And there’s no pressure to cum, okay? I just wanna kiss your pretty little pussy for a bit.”

You feel your lips tugging into a smile.

“Okay,” you relent, with a playful roll of your eyes. “Go ahead.”

“Thanks, baby.” Togame grins. “Always so good to me.”

He pushes up your dress to your waist before lying down on his stomach between your legs. He doesn’t take off your panties, not yet. Togame likes to take his time, especially with the things he enjoys most.

Togame sucks small bruises into your inner thigh, replacing the marks he’d left a few days ago. Your legs are lazily laid out, not enough energy to even pull them back for him but Togame doesn’t mind. He slings them over his shoulders, your calves resting on his solid back.

You feel his hot breath on your clothed pussy just before the heat becomes solid, his tongue pressed against the thin fabric. Togame brushes his tongue up and down your panties, just on the other side of your clit, the warmth of him teasingly sweet. Togame loves feeling you get wet through your panties, loves knowing he can make you soak them through. He presses wet kisses against the fabric, tasting you more and more as your body responds.

You lie there, sighing softly, enjoying the feel of Togame’s mouth even through your panties.

Needing to taste more of you, Togame eventually hooks his fingers under the hem and tugs them down, repositioning so he can move them down your legs. They’re not even fully off, still dangling around one of your ankles when he returns to your dripping pussy.

Togame presses his mouth flush to your mound, his tongue dipping between your folds. He moans into your pussy as he finds a well of your slick, lapping his tongue in and out of your hole for more.

“Mmm,” you moan lightly, your eyes closing. You’re motionless, no energy left in you as Togame lazily makes out with your pussy.

His strong nose nudges your clit as he pushes his tongue deeper inside you and your hips buck on instinct. Togame pulls back to suck on your lips before licking his way back up to your swollen bud.

He could spend forever between your legs. He’s not even trying to make you cum, too lost in exploring you with his tongue, in mapping and memorising every inch of you. He latches his lips around your clit as he flicks his tongue over it and you make your first real moan of the night.

Togame smiles against you. He’ll never get bored of hearing you make that sound. But he knows you’re tired and sore. He knows you’re not in the mood for anything rough or fast or hard. And he’s more than happy with that – this is always more his pace.

Togame laps at your hole again, gathering more of your arousal on his tongue before returning to your clit. You move only slightly, only enough energy to whimper, your fingers barely grasping the bed sheets. Togame continues his languid strokes of his tongue, resting his temple on your thigh as he sucks slowly on your clit.

You can feel your orgasm building, your body responding to Togame even when you’re too tired to lift your arms. Togame can feel it too, in the slight quiver of your thighs.

In the quiet evening of your shared bed, amongst your low whimpers and his lazy moans, Togame makes you come undone against his tongue. It’s not the kind of orgasm that seizes you, that makes you see white and curves your spine. It’s the slow kind. One that sends ripples of pleasure right through to your fingertips, that coats your boyfriend’s mouth and chin in your juices.

Togame rises up, not bothering to wipe his face, but by the time he crawls up to kiss you, you’ve already fallen asleep.

Hayato Suo

You’re lying bent over the bed, your wrists bound in front of you and tied to the headboard. Suo hums as he ties your ankles to the feet of the bed, making sure the binds are snug but not too tight. He takes his time, knowing the anticipation is killing you, and that’s half the punishment.

When Suo’s done, he presses a soft kiss to the back of your thigh – making you jolt – before rising to his feet. He cocks his head, raking his eyes over you with a smile.

You look so pretty like this, all splayed out for him, not an inch of you he can’t see or touch. He has to resist the urge to smooth his hand over your skin, to stop himself touching you just yet.

“You’ve been bad,” he says, his voice light but there’s a hard edge to it. Just the sound of his voice makes you shudder.

“Y-yes, sir,” you manage to stammer out. “I’m sorry.”

Suo chuckles darkly.

“Yes,” he muses. “You will be.”

You close your eyes, goosebumps springing along your exposed skin.

You had been teasing Suo all day when you were both out with your friends – your hand just slightly too high on his thigh, bending over slightly too long in front of him, your kisses slightly too lingering. You couldn’t help yourself. Suo’s always so in control, so sharp-eyed he’s one step ahead of you. Seeing him struggle to keep his composure as you teased the life out of him was just too damn satisfying.

And now you’re paying for it.

Suo trails his fingers in a featherlight touch across the back of your thigh. You squirm under his touch, desperate for more, and Suo tuts at you.

“You’re going to stay still and behave,” he instructs. “Understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.”

There’s a long pause. You swallow, not able to see what he’s doing. It’s thrilling and a little scary at the same time but you trust Suo more than anything. You wait, almost patiently.

You bite down a squeal as you suddenly feel Suo’s tongue on your pussy. He licks a long, deep stripe from your clit to your hole before sliding his tongue inside you. You whimper lightly, keeping as still as possible like he told you too.

Suo pulls your cheeks apart to give him better access, fucking your tight hole with his tongue. You feel him hot and wet inside you, rubbing against the nerves at your entrance to make your thighs quiver involuntarily. You desperately want to move, to push your hips back against his face, but Suo has you tied down firmly. All you can do is lie there as he slides his thick tongue in and out of you.

By the time Suo moves down to your clit, he finds it dripping with your arousal and throbbing under his touch. Even the lightest lick is enough to make you gasp, your legs pulling against the restraints as your thighs clench.

Suo listens to you, to your moans and the way your body moves, keeping his strokes focused on your clit. His hands move to the flesh of your ass, grasping you firmly as he sucks on the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Can I – ah – can I cum, please, sir?” you whimper against the bed sheets, your orgasm impending and coming quicker than your lust-addled brain can process.

“No.”

Suo pulls back, your pleasure quickly replaced with frustration.

With what little movement you could make, you sink back onto the bed. Suo continues to touch you, stroking your back and the sensitive spot on the back of your thighs, but he doesn’t lick you again. Not yet.

When you don’t complain, instead remaining silent - albeit a bit pouty - on the bed, Suo smiles and squeezes your ass.

“Good girl,” he praises.

Suo returns to your hole to flick his tongue over it, gathering your slick. Your taste is addictive and Suo has to fight not to get lost in the moment, not to close his eyes and give you exactly what you want. But you’ve been teasing him, almost making him lose control, and he can’t have you getting away with that.

You start to stir again under him as he eats your sensitive pussy. Suo sucks on your lips, slides his tongue in your hole and licks fat stripes between your folds. He teases you, licking you deliciously but never going where you really need him to.

Your clit throbs with need, Suo assaulting you with pleasure without bringing you to the apex. It’s only when your juices are dripping down his chin and you’re half-sobbing on the bed that he moves down to your clit again.

You make an almost feral moan as he latches around your swollen bud, his soft, hot tongue stroking against it in the way he knows drives you crazy. Suo uses his thumbs to pry your lips apart, gently freeing your clit from its hood. He carefully laps at it, so exposed and sensitive that even the lightest lick is enough to makes your thighs shake.

“F-fuck…” you breathe raggedly. “I’m… oh, fuck… C-can I please – ah – please cum, sir?”

The desperate plea in your voice makes Suo smile. Still, he pulls back and says, “No.”

You bury your face in the sheets to stop from screaming. Your pussy aches, even the air on your lips enough to make sparks of pleasure run through you.

Suo stands and slides two fingers inside your sopping pussy. You moan and try to buck your hips, held down by the restraints. Suo slowly pistons them in and out of you but he doesn’t curve his fingers, doesn’t seek out the bundle of nerves inside you that he knows will make you cum. He’s just keeping you going, keeping your pleasure sustained without taking you over the brink.

“P-please, sir,” you sob. “Please, I need to cum.”

Suo hums thoughtfully.

“You are begging very nicely,” he allows, fondness in his voice. “Have I punished you enough?”

You try to speak but Suo’s fingers are addling your brain, making it hard to think. You desperately nod instead.

“Are you sorry?”

“M’sorry,” you moan. “Won’t… do it – uhn – again. Promise!”

"Then you can cum, sweetheart."

Suo withdraws his fingers, leaving you feeling empty, but it’s soon replaced by his tongue. You moan, long and low with satisfaction as he softly sucks on your clit again. You’re so oversensitive that any stimulation would have done but the feel of Suo’s deft tongue is enough for an orgasm to rip through you.

You cry out, half-sobbing, as pleasure wracks your body. If you weren’t tied to the bed, your legs would collapse from under you. You fist the bed sheet so hard your knuckles turn pale, a seemingly endless tidal wave running through your body. By the time your orgasm starts to fade, you’re breathing hard against the sheets, sweat coating your body, your throat hoarse from moaning.

Suo unties your restraints, pressing kisses against your skin as he does so. When you’re finally free, he scoops you easily into his arms before sitting on the bed, his back against the headboard and you over his lap. He strokes soothingly down your back and legs as you curl up against him, his heartbeat against your cheek.

“You feel okay, my love?” he asks, voice soft.

“Mhm.” You give a small nod. “M’okay.”

“You were such a good girl,” he assures you, pressing gentle kisses against your forehead and temple. “I love you so much.”

You snuggle up tighter against his chest.

“I love you too.”

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Miya Twins x Fem!Reader

Summary: The Miya twins have been watching and waiting. What happens when they finally catch you alone in the gym after practice?

Tags: Minors DNI! Explicit in all ways. D-P. Dub con. Yandere themes. Obsessive personalities. Ownership. Str8 up smut. No plot really. Mind break. Overstimulation. Please read tags! Fic located under the cut.

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“So fucking pretty for us- isn’t she samu?”

“God- sh- she’s so tight…” the gray haired twin moaned. 

You couldn’t give anything more than a soft whimper as you got lost in your own pleasures. 

“That’s right baby- your ass is so fucking tight.” The blonde said. 

You were smashed between the two brothers, with Osamu under you. He was currently buried to the hilt in your cunt, relishing the feeling of your warm walls gushing around him as you squeezed his cock tight. He softly thrusted upwards, languidly fucking into you from below as the more feral of the two brothers took control from behind. 

Atsumu had you bent over his brother, holding your hands against your lower back with just one of his own. The other was holding your jaw- two fingers hooked into your mouth as he gagged you on his digits like a fishhook. He was always the rougher of the two, and he couldn't help himself as he used your body as his own personal toy. 

Not able to get more than your own moans out, you were stuck in the position as the brothers ravished you. Atsumu buried himself into your ass, you could feel the way the thin layer between your ass and cunt stretched as the twins filled you with their cocks. 

You felt so lost…yet so- full. 

- -

It was just a moment ago you finished up your own volleyball practice, your last college season coming to a close soon. Emerging from the locker room, you noticed the twins cleaning up the gym. You offered your help, since it was shared space between the boys and girls team- but little did you know that you’d end up caught in the Miya’s trap. 

At first it was a harmless conversation between the three of you- them inquiring about your intense practice schedule compared to their own. Soon the conversation turned into banter. Atsumu teased you about your love life- how volleyball was your entire life and left your boyfriend high and dry. You were quick to remind them that you didn’t have a boyfriend, that you hadn’t for a year or so now. 

Of course they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend- it’s the answer they were looking for as Osamu moved in for the kill. Offering to rub your shoulders after noticing how tense you were after folding the net up. 

In the end, you let them have their way with you. Giving in to their temptations as the siren twins lured you into their trap; slowly removing your clothes for a “deeper massage.” At that point you were undone; and when Atsumu leaned in for a kiss, you found that your previous hesitations flew out the window and you ultimately ended up opening your body to the brothers. 

- -

“We’ve been waiting for this, baby… you were made just for us, ya know? …we’re never giving you up now.” Atsumu tells you from behind.

Each delicious drag of their cocks against your most sensitive parts sent you into overdrive. You were a mess between them. Osamu kept his eyes locked on yours, the deep pools of grey staring into your own as tears of pleasure blurred your vision.

“You’re doing so well for us, such a good girl,” he tells you as his hands take control of your hips. The tip of his swollen cock teases your womb, fucking up into you from below at a set pace. His grip was tight, no doubt leaving bruises as a reminder of their capabilities. 

“Oh god, Samu- Please!” You beg.

“Shhhh, sweet girl, you’ll get your fill.” he hushes you. He drags your hips up and down his cock, your clit grinding into his pelvis and sending your mind reeling with every thrust. 

Osamu feels you tighten around him, the clench of your tight heat being his undoing as he tilts his hips slightly. The action causes you to see stars as he pounds up into your g spot. 

“Oh-fuck!” you scream, lost in ecstasy. You grip his shoulders, digging your nails into his chiseled arms as he rips your orgasm from you.  

“That’s it Princess, cum for us- show us how good we make you feel,” Atsumu says from behind. He feels your asshole clamp down as you begin to finish around both their cocks. 

Your vision goes white as you scream, coating Osamu’s cock in your finish. He takes the opportunity to bring your mouth to his. Warm lips take in your cries as his tongue plays with your own, swallowing each whimper and moan that left your being. Wet sounds filled the gymnasium as the three of you danced in bliss. After a moment you go limp in Osamu’s arms, having no choice but to take what the two gave you- an onslaught of pure ecstasy.

Osamu needed no further push as he planted his feet on the mats below your bodies. Gripping your hips tight, he thrusted up into your heat, sending shivers down your fucked-out body as he slammed into your cunt from down under. 

“Shit-I’m close, this pussys just too fucking good. Want my cum, babe? Yeah- you fucking do, gonna bury my fucking cock deep in this pussy.” He tells you, words fumbled as he loses himself in your tight grip. 

Atsumu lets his twin take the reins as he relishes the way your ass takes hold of his shaft- using the opportunity to admire the way the fat of your behind bounces with each thrust of his hips. The blonde was mesmerized by the way your body took his length, all the way down to the hilt as his balls slapped against the bit of skin separating his current territory from his brothers. He feels close to cumming himself, but he holds back- wanting to finish in your cunt just like his twin. The thought of him and brother’s cum mixed inside you made him groan. 

They wanted to own you completely; tired of waiting on the sidelines for you to notice one of them, Atsumu was glad they took the risk today to try and catch you alone in the gym. It had been well worth the wait. 

“Fuck, I’m- I’m cuming!” Osamu moans, pulling Atsumu from his dark mind. 

You feel the heat of it before you register what was happening. Your mind is clouded in a lustful haze as you realize the gray haired twin was cumming inside of you, filling your deepest parts with his hot seed as he slowly thrusted his finish into your womb. 

“O-Osamu,” you whimper, the sensitivity of your flesh high as his shaft begins to soften inside of you. He takes a moment to relish in your warmth before pulling out of your soaked hole, knowing his twin was eager for his turn. 

“Shhh baby, you’re such a good girl…” he’s sure to comfort you, hearing your whimpers and soft cries- he knows how sensitive you are. 

You cry out at his praise, relishing the way he reaches to caress your hair as the blonde twin slowly pulls out of your other abused hole. 

Feeling Atsumu lift himself from your body, Osamu helps maneuver you. You were still sensitive from your previous orgasm, but the twins treated you as if you were made of porcelain. Carefully, Osamu sits up and moves you to lay on top of his body. With your back to his front, you were now facing the blonde twin. 

Resting with your full weight on Osamu, you feel his strong hands grip behind your knees and pull your legs up. You were practically seated in his lap with nowhere to go. He opens your core up towards his brother, who sits between your thighs and admires the way his twin’s cum drips out of your pussy. 

You look down and realize how hard Astumu still was… his angry red tip leaking precum as you admired the veins that dance down his long shaft. He spares no second thought as he positions himself at your opening, pumping his fist up and down his shaft in anticipation.

Slowly, the blonde feeds his cock into your wet cunt. With yours and Osamu’s juices acting as lubricant, Atsumu was quick to resume the pace he had set on your ass- chasing after his own orgasm. 

He buries himself balls deep inside of you immediately- the tip of his cock slamming the exact same spot his twin brother’s did moments ago.

You thrash in Osamu’s grip, another orgasm creeping up fast as his strength holds you in place to his sibling’s harsh thrusts. He holds you open for him, the blonde taking no more hesitation to bring his thumb up to your swollen clit. He fondles it slowly, the bundle of nerves pulsing and bringing a coil of heat to the pit of your stomach. 

“I- I’m cuming, oh god!” you cry out to them, not able to hold the pressure any longer.

Your words make Astumu smirk, the blonde proud to see you break so quickly under his grasp.  

The action on your clit was your ultimate undoing, you feel yourself clamp down on his member, a field of white flowing into your vision as you wet yourself and both brothers. You squirt hard, screaming in Osamu’s grip as you coat Atsumu’s cock with yourself. 

Atsumu watches as you juices cover himself and Osamu, absolutely hypnotized by both the image and feeling of you wrapped around him. It was messy… nasty even- and he couldn’t get enough of you.  

“Fuck- that was so hot Princess, I’m close- you’re too fucking tight, ya know?” He tells you as he picks up the pace of his movements. 

Osamu whispers praise into your ear, telling you what a good girl you are, that this is how you deserve to be taken- like this each and every day. 

“From now on, you belong to us- Okay, Princess? Me n’ samu are gonna make sure you’re all taken care of from now on…” he tells you, voice ruff as he nibbles on your earlobe. 

You moan in response as Atsumu gives a final thrust into your cunt, burying himself just as deep as his twin did moments ago. Emptying himself into you, he pulses his hips, ensuring his cum sticks to your deepest parts. If you got pregnant, he wanted to ensure it’d be his seed over his twin brothers. 

He plugs you with his cock, keeping himself seated for a few moments as he relishes the way your warm cunt pulses around his shaft. He feels his balls tighten up against your opening, now empty and content. 

“Oh fuuuuuuck,” Atsumu groans, finally removing his semi-hard cock. He admired how soaked he was, with not only his and your juices, but Osamu’s as well. 

It was a sight to behold as he watched his brother release your legs from his tight grip, moving to a seated position with you upright and between his legs. Your knees fall apart, and Astumu catches the way your glistening cunt starts to leak the cum that was just buried deep inside of you. 

“Ah ah ah- not on my watch,” he teases you and moves between your thighs. 

The blonde twin reaches down, taking a swipe of cum and fingering it back inside of your cunt. 

“Oh God, Sumu… it's too sensitive,” you cry out, attempting to move away. Osamu was quick though, holding you between the two of them with stern hands.  

Your words don’t stop Atsumu’s actions though, and soon after it’s Osamu reaching from behind you to rub your little clit as his brother finger fucks you. It was embarrassing the way your pussy gushed; you were soaked and still wanted more... You could feel your cheeks heat at your compromised position, attempting to hide behind your hands. 

Tears fill your eyes as you and Atsumu look at each other through the space of your fingers. He knew you wanted more- that you could handle both of them with whatever they gave you. This was their plan after all. 

“This is how it’s gonna be, Princess. From now on…” Osamu whispers into your ear.

“You like one of us, you have to accept both of us. We’ll make you feel double good, baby” 

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I'M ON MY HANDS AND KNEES PLEASE DO SOMETHING WITH KAJI AND BITING

Content Warning: Mind the tags! MeanGirlReader x TiredOfYourShitRenKaji. Hate-fucking, toxic behavior, degradation, sex in a public place, but plot armor makes it ok, spitting and consumption of said spit, biting, cumming inside without consent. Minors Do Not Interact.

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Fun Facts:

If you’re sexually aroused by biting, you have a fetish called Odaxelagnia.

You probably like being bitten because you’re into pain, you sadomasochist.

It has been reported that half of all people are aroused from biting, so congrats, you’re not alone!

Kaji finds you so obnoxiously annoying that his lips curl upward into a scowl. He hates the way your eyes sparkle when you look at him–that irritating, mischievous glint shining brightly in your eyes right as he passes into your field of vision. He hates how you push his buttons with smart-mouthed remarks–every word passing through your lips laced with venom. And he especially hates how you can’t tell that he’s so in love with you that if you decided never to speak to him again, he’d choose to drop off the face of the planet.

But you were so goddamn rude, so fuck ever telling you that.

“I dunno, man. Maybe she’s one of those girls who likes their men a lil mean. It honestly sounds like you two need to bang it out.” 

Kaji gave Hiragi a deadpan stare after approaching his mentor for much-needed sage advice. Hearing him suggest that you wanted to be dicked down felt so off-base to Kaji, which was disappointing since Hiragi was usually right about everything.

But there must be an exception to that rule because the thought of you wanting to fuck him was simply:

Ridiculous.

Absurd. 

Unless? 

No! 

There’s no way you were into him. No sane person would act like you do if they liked someone.

So when Kaji finds himself at a dive bar where an underground death metal band is playing their heaviest set, his stomach churns with annoyance—and something else he’d rather not say aloud—as he sees you walk to the bathroom.

And maybe he was feeling a little brave—or stupid—that night. Because he followed in hopes that you both could squash whatever beef you had concocted in your head, and maybe he’d consider asking your dumbass out.

But as you exited the bathroom and he saw that shit-eating grin on your pretty face as your eyes met, he became painfully aware that, no, he was the actual dumbass.

“Kaji? You stalking me or…? Oh, wait,” you look behind you at the door to the restroom. “I get it. You wanted to watch me pee. I heard you might be into something like that.”

In a matter of seconds, anger consumed him, coursing through his veins like wildfire; all the negative interactions you two had, the snide comments, the poking, prodding, culminating into a very volatile climax.

“What’s your problem with me?!” Kaji doesn’t mean to grab your wrist so hard that you wince in pain—but he does. And he doesn’t mean to practically growl at you, his prominent canines on display as his lips curl upward—but he does. And he doesn’t mean to smash his lips against yours when he catches your eyes staring at his mouth—but he does. 

As the crowd in the next room thrash about in the mosh pit, Kaji is pulling your skirt up and spreading your legs by slotting his own between your thighs.

He tears his lips away from yours, chest heaving, and blue eyes blackened with rage.  “This what you wanted? To be fucked in some dive bar in some dirty ass hallway?”

If he didn’t find you absolutely reprehensible, he wouldn’t feel any shame in admitting how beautiful you look in the dimly lit hallway, lips swollen from his heated kiss, mouth slightly open, and dressed exactly like the type of girl who could run away with his heart.

You don’t immediately answer him, but your body is shaking, and for a moment, he feels as though he might have made a mistake. He’s about to withdraw and offer his apologies until he hears you cackling.

“Kaji, you think I’m scared of you? I eat little boys like you for breakfast.” Your tone is condescending, and any remorse Kaji feels for you dissolves along with his patience.

“What are ya gonna do, Kaji? Fuck the attitude out of me?”

Before he can talk himself out of it, he’s gripping your cheeks between his fingers. You try to gather enough strength to shake your head out of his grasp, but his fingers only dig in more, earning a hiss from you. And as you look at him, lips puckered in a delicious pout, Kaji accumulates as much saliva into his mouth as he can, and with two fingers prying your jaw open, he spits into your mouth. Globules of his spit land on your lips and tongue, sitting thickly and tasting like vodka.

And despite the hold he has on you, your eyes roll back as your clit seizes uncontrollably and your cunt drools.

He removes his hand from your face, repositioning it near your head against the wall so that he’s leaning into your orbit. 

“Swallow it.”

And he’s not fucking asking.

You make a show of swallowing his spit, gulping loudly as it slides down your throat, and then showing him your tongue.

“You want me to fuck you so bad, and you don’t even know how to ask for it.”

“I know how to ask, Ren.” Your hand snakes down to the bulge in his pants, and to his absolute horror, a moan bubbles out of his throat at your touch–it feels hot with want, and his brain is telling him that danger is imminent, but he can’t help but lean into the palm of your hand.

“So then ask. Nicely.”

You lick your lips, eyes hungry, and cunt the wettest it's ever been.

“Fuck me, Ren. Please, fuck me.”

“Good girl.” He unzips his pants, the sound making your heart palpitate wildly against your ribcage. As you reach down and pull your panties down your legs, you extend them to Kaji on the tip of your finger.

He sneers but takes the garment, placing it in his back pocket for future use.

You yelp as he picks you up, pushing your back against the wall as he lowers you on his cock. And there’s nothing gentle with the way he treats you. Not allowing your pussy to even adjust to his girthy cock as it rams into your tight, weeping hole.

He’s ramming into you, drumming thuds and sloppy, wet sounds echoing in the empty hallway, with only the sound of the concert drowning out the sounds of your grunts and whimpers.

You wrap your arms around his broad shoulders, closing your eyes and savoring the feeling of him beating up your cunt. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!!”

“S-shut the fuck up and stop acting like you weren’t begging for this.”

Your eyes blow out as he sinks his canines into your neck, and despite the searing pain, you clench around him, your cum already coating his dick.

Kaji laughs against your neck. "You wanted to be treated like a hole? All you had to do was ask.”

He’s smashing his lips on yours again, but this time, you lead the kiss, gliding your tongue into his mouth. Your tongue dances over one of his canines, careful at first out of caution but then with reckless abandon as the sharp points of them embolden you, and Kaji groans at your forwardness.

It’s not long before Kaji can feel his balls clenching, his cum loaded in the chamber and ready to fire into you. And if this were any other situation, he’d pull out, choosing to cum somewhere far more convenient, but the idea of filling you up after all the shit you’ve given him and making you march back into the crowd without panties, and semen dripping down your leg makes him groan in your mouth and release hot, thick streams into your pussy.

Your body recoils at the feeling of his seed pouring into you, his cock throbbing as the ropes become smaller spurts until finally subsiding.

You slide down the wall as Kaji pulls away from you and pushes himself back into his jeans. He’s still scowling down at you. “Got that out of your system?”

You’re dazed, a little confused, and entirely giddy from the experience. “And if I say no?”

Kaji rolls his eyes, but he understands you now—he understands what you like and what you need, and he’s sure he can supply it to you moving forward.