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Cowboy AU

Cowboys: Sanemi, Kyojuro, Uzui, Toji, Satoru, Kento, Suguru, Katsuki, Eijiro, Hitoshi, Shouta, Shoto, Touya/Dabi, Eren, Jean, Reiner, Levi, Connie, + any of your faves

Idk what happened to me but 😮‍💨😮‍💨

MDNI: smut under the cut

The salty taste of precum fills your mouth and coats your tongue evenly. Slurping and gagging sounds filling the air, your knees digging into the grass beneath you.

Your hands rest flat on the tense muscles of his thighs, your eyes watch intently when he throws his head back and groans, using the fitful of your hair to guide your head up and down his aching length.

Saliva drips down your chin, it coats your lips, your lipstick is smudged across his pelvis where he continuously pushes your head down to, forcing his cock down your throat. He shudders when you gag, thighs tensing more as he twitches in your mouth, your throat squeezing him almost as good as your pussy would.

Almost.

“Fuckkk~ darlin’. Yer sucking me off so good. G’nna make me cum. Fill yer pretty mouth with my load. Ya want that, baby? Yeah— fuckin’ shit.” Both his hands rest atop your head, stopping you from moving as his hips begin moving instead. His heavy balls slap against your chin, his leaky tip hits the back of your throat, his head falls back and he groans lowly up into the sky.

His cock throbs in your mouth, the vein along the shaft pulsing against your tongue, a few more messy thrusts into your mouth and he’s pushing your head down so your lips are pressing against his pelvis. You can’t breathe properly, only able to get in short puffs of air. And he loves it.

“Tha’s right, baby. Choke on my fat cock. Wanna see them tears runnin’ down yer pretty face. Look at me.” And you do. You tilt your head up ever so slightly and you look right into his eyes, darkened with primal lust for you. “Fuck, you look so goddamn pretty, baby. ‘M gonna cum. Hah—shit.”

Sticky warmth fills your mouth, dribbling down from the corners because of the sheer amount there is. He groans loudly, holding your head in place as he shallowly thrusts into your mouth, making more of his thick cum slide down your chin and onto the grass beneath you.

Finally, he pulls back and you swallow greedily, opening your mouth to show him the remnants of his load, a coat of white lingering on your tongue and strands of mixed cum and spit in your mouth that break when he shoves his fingers between your lips.

He presses on your tongue lightly, looking down at you and smiling a shit-eating smile, pulling his fingers out only to shove them in this mouth and lick them clean. He pulls you up and pushes you forward till your tits press against the hood of his truck, the headlights blinding you momentarily.

Hiking your skirt up to rest above your ass, right on your tailbone, he groans at the sight of your sticky pussy greeting him. Dropping to his knees behind you, his tongue darts out to lick a fat stripe along your pussy, using his fingers to spread you out for him.

He licks, sucks, and nibbles on your clit, taking the sensitive bud between his lips and flicking it over and over. Rolling his tongue over it so fucking slowly, only to nip at it as he pulls back, pressing a sweet little kiss to the stinging bud. He moves towards your dripping entrance now, dragging his tongue around it slowly and groaning at the taste of you.

Your mewls only spur him on and he’s slowly pushing his tongue inside you, dragging it in and out of you, circling it inside before he’s pulling back to lap at the stickiness beginning to dribble out. He repeats his actions, starting from your clit and working his way to your entrance until he stands and drags the tip of his cock through your folds, rubbing your clit for a moment before teasing your entrance.

Listening to you whine and gasp as he slowly begins sliding his tip inside you, only to pull out seconds later has his mind reeling. He listens to you beg him to put it in, to stop being so mean, and all thoughts leave him when you reach back and slowly begin guiding his throbbing dick into your welcoming pussy.

He groans as he watches your pussy suck him in, enveloping him in your warm, wet, velvety walls. One of his hands fists your hair and the other lands a smack to your ass, watching with hooded eyes as the supple flesh recoils from it.

His hips slowly roll forward, grinding against your ass to feel your cunt clench around the barely there movement. A throaty chuckle escapes him as you whine, pushing your hips back for him to get the hint.

“Hol’ on, baby. I’ll give it to ya good, don’t worry none.” Tugging your hair lightly, he deepens the arch of your back and begins shallowly thrusting into you, holding your hip with his other hand. His thrusts are slow, lazy even, until they increase in pace.

Now he’s thrusting into you like a wild animal, letting go of your hair only to tug your flannel open and palm at your tits. Angling his hips, the tip of his dick rubs against the sweet gummy spot inside you and a pretty moan slips past your spit soaked lips.

With each thrust, the knot in your stomach tightens and tightens until curses are falling from your lips, your thighs shaking as your orgasm rolls over your body in waves. Your hands desperately grab at the hood of his truck, trying to ground yourself as his thumb finds your puffy clit, rubbing tight circles on it.

The man behind you groans when your pussy clamps and spasms around him, pushing his weight onto you to hold you firmly against his truck, pinning you down as he continues to fuck you. His thrusts grow sloppy as he chases his own high, using your body to get off.

He fucks you through your orgasm, thumb messily rubbing your clit now to keep you spasming around his dick, listening to your whines and whimpers. As the first ropes of sticky cum spurt into your pussy, he lets his head fall onto your shoulder and moans lowly in your ear, gripping your waist to grind into you.

He ruts into you like an animal, biting the junction of your neck to muffle his low moans, grunting when he feels you clamping around him again. Finally, he stills his hips, burying his face into your neck and pressing messy kisses to your pulse point, his hand rubbing your tummy and hips gently.

“My sweet girl, did a good job fer me, angel. ‘M gonna clean you up an’ we can go home so I can feed ya somethin’ good, ‘kay? My beautiful darlin’.” Kisses trail up your neck ticklishly and he smiles faintly when you giggle tiredly, slowly pulling his softening dick out with a hiss at the sensitivity.

Buckling his pants, he bends down to pick you up gently, heading to the driver’s side of the big truck before climbing in and settling you into his lap. He pulls the door shut and plants a sweet kiss to your swollen lips, before he turns the keys and drives back to your shared home, keeping an arm around you the entire drive back, breathing in the scent of you because you’re all he needs.

♡︎𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚♡︎

Day 5 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Kirishima comes home to be surprised with you in lingerie, and he goes feral.

1,017 words.

God, Eijirou's almost home and you're only half dressed, what if he doesn't like it? What if you don't like it?

You just wanted to surprise your husband with a cute little set of lingerie after what was probably a stressful, boring day at work for him.

Obviously, you had gone with the red edition. It is his favourite colour, after all.

Soft, good quality fabric hugs your curves just barely, a lacy thong complimenting thick, moderately muscled thighs and bringing every dip out to the eye. You had gotten a complete wax about a week and a half ago, and wanted to show off to your loving Eijirou, especially since he never had anything but compliments to give you.

The air in the room is still and silent as you clip the back of your bra, breathing steadily and trying to assure yourself that Eijirou will love this, but a lingering doubt creeps in the back of your mind.

Supple breasts are pushed up and accentuated with a red bralette, giving you just enough support to make your boobs look porn-worthy, and belatedly you look at yourself in the full length mirror, admiring yourself and adjusting your makeup.

Painted nails tousle long, thick hair and the second you hear keys rattling at the front door, you rush to cover up with his favourite dressing gown, not even bothering to tie it in favour of holding it in place before you hesitantly open the bedroom door, greeting him in the hallway.

He gives you his shark-toothed grin as he closes the front door behind him, slipping his shoes off so that he can give you a kiss and hold you like he always does.

He's warm, and you always miss the feeling of being wrapped in his bear hug as he cuddles you, slipping his hands to your hips and rubbing his thumbs over the fluffy fabric of his dressing gown.

"Comfy, I see?"

He teases you, pressing his lips to your cheek and then your mouth as you take in the scent of his cologne. It's your favourite smell.

"Hmm- very..."

The questioning raise of his eyebrow at your suggestive tone goes ignored as you ask him how his day has been, but of course you know already considering that you keep in contact with him regularly during the day.

"Well, it was alright but- ah- the crime rate has really gone down so the past few days have just been boring paperwork!-..."

You give him a sympathetic smile as he complains, but he just sounds so whiny you can't stop yourself from laughing quietly.

By now it's getting dark outside, and as you kiss his cheek and place a ghost of a peck on his lips, leaving him leaning forward for more to no avail, you speak with a sultry but still playful voice, lowering it to just above a whisper.

"Aw, well maybe you can do something more exciting with me~"

He watches, mesmerized by your lips and the mascara that paints your lashes, and he's just about to respond when you drop the dressing gown, exposing the lingerie to him. His eyes trail up your thighs and the frilly, red lace that clings to it, over the thong and your hourglass figure, and up to your tits.

The redhead practically salivates, and it takes almost a minute for his horny brain to actually boot back up as he realizes that you're still in the hallway. His eyes darken and his muscles ripple in ways that has you soaking in his arms when he sweeps you away to the bedroom.

"Fuck, baby. Is all this just for me?"

You're helpless to stop the needy moan that escapes you as you look into his hungry expression, his pupils blown and his tongue darting out to lick at his lips.

"All for you, babe..."

He groans loudly and grinds his rock hard erection against your hips, dry humping you to get just an ounce of relief. Pretty red eyebrows furrow and his eyes scrunch shut, but once he's frustrated himself enough his pants are torn off with hardened fingers. Your arms wrap around his neck as you try to ground yourself, and while Kirishima rummages through the drawer for lube and a condom he practically whines like a dog until they're in his clutches.

Suddenly, your panties are pushed aside and cold liquid drenches your cunt, making your thighs spasm as your head shoots down to look at what he's doing. It's not much use anyway, though, because the very next second your eyes are rolling to the back of your head as your husband abuses your poor clit, already driving you close to your first orgasm.

He's a real animal when he's horny, it's like a switch flicks in his brain and he's suddenly pouncing on you, ravaging you and fucking you like a bunny. He barely speaks, only gifting you with throaty moans and cries that he only ever tried to hide during your first time.

Warm fingers are pressed inside of you, curling upwards to get a reaction out of you, drawing wails and gasps from your throat until he's got his cock lined up with you. The condom is brought to his lips and he tears it open, rolling it on one-handed with relative ease because he's done it so many times before, and you can't even take a little break to catch your breath because Kirishima's already roughly fucking you. One hand holds the back of your head and the other is comfortable on your ass, squeezing and kneading while strong hip bones bruise your legs, hips posting in and out of you.

It takes all you have to delay your orgasm but inevitably you fail, spasming and clenching around his cock and feeling him shiver in response, a high pitched cry piercing the air while little drops of your juices trickle onto the bed and down Eijirou's thick thighs.

Maybe you'll save lingerie for the special occasions then, because you can definitely feel him bruising what feels like your cervix.

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Day 11 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Eijirou loves you so much, he just can’t help but fuck you stupid.

Props to my beta reader for today @lovinglyselfish - thank you for your amazing help! Drop 'em a follow! :)

515 words.

The majority of your night is spent pressed underneath your himbo boyfriend, Eijirou Kirishima, covered in sweat and out of breath. His hot, rock solid chest is pressed flush against your back as he fucks you raw, sharp teeth nipping and kissing at your neck and ear.

It’s like he’s in a daze, mumbling precious little “I love you”s and leaving evidence of his touch all over your neck and shoulders in the form of bite marks and dark hickeys that are sure to kick up quite the fuss in the morning. He fucks into you at a pace that has you aching all over, the rough slide of his dick against your pussy walls making even more of your slick drip down onto the sheets and run down his legs. He pants loudly and each quiet whimper that you hear from behind you has you squirming and clenching around him.

You’re so happy that he feels good, and that he wants nothing more than to be buried deep inside of you late in the night until the sun peeks through the slight gap in your curtains. It’s his favourite stress relief, to fuck you stupid like this.

Well defined hipbones, seemingly carved out of marble slam into your plush ass as he pistons his hips at a bruising pace. It’s been hours. Sweat drips down your brow and off the cupids bow of your lips, down to soak into the pillow, and you feel little droplets of what you assume is either sweat or your own juices running down the back of your thighs and pooling in the little dip at the back of your knees.

Exhaustion pulls at your heavy eyelids as your body is rocked forward with each powerful thrust, and you can’t think. Eijirou must’ve dumped his load inside of you without pause at least four times by now, but you lost count after the third hour. by your guess, you’ve been manoeuvred around the room and fucked on every possible surface for the last four and a half hours, and by now all you can do is moan like a pornstar and cry on your lovers cock.

You can feel him in your belly and you don’t even have the sense to be thankful that you’re on birth control. You want him to breed you full and keep you stuffed with his cum for the rest of your life. The only thing on your mind is him, and how good he makes you feel when he slams forward, pushing you into the bed and filling you up as yet another orgasm has you sobbing and biting your pillow, clenching around him and shaking almost violently. Your cunt spasms around Eijirou’s, now spent, cock and every movement from his end has you tightening so hard it’s almost painful. 

Oversensitivity has you closing your thighs and trembling, mass amounts of cum and slick leaking from around his quickly softening dick, nestled comfortably inside of you, and you can’t even think to be happy that now you can get some much needed rest.

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