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hajime umemiya x f.reader
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✰ ݁ ˖┊: content: nsfw, soft dom!umemiya, established relationship, pwp, breeding kink, soft sex!!!!!!, edging/teasing, ume has a big dick ://, pussy drunk!umemiya, praise, i just needed to talk about his breeding kink okay leave me alone, smut directly under cut, all chars are aged up.
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I just. I need a moment to talk about Umemiya’s breeding kink. I know it's just. It’s crazy man. Walk with me please
Umemiya is the type of guy to get so lost inside your pussy when he’s fucking himself into you. His brain can only focus on the way your walls are fluttering around him, the way they grip him so tight. Drawing him back in on every thrust. Practically pulling him deeper and deeper into your core. Until you’re all stretched out, taking his cock completely.
A feat in itself, honestly. Because it’s safe to say Umemiya… he’s big. Upsettingly so, really. So big you really didn’t think he was going to fit inside of your cute little pussy. He didn’t think so either– lying between your legs. Inspecting your lips. Almost making you feel embarrassed by his stare as he would lick at your entrance. Pout on his pretty lips.
“Ah baby~” He used to whine, “Do you really think she can take me? I mean… pretty girl already looks so stretched around just one of my fingers… I don’t want to hurt you, you know?”
It’s a good thing he’s broken you in now. So many hours prepping your puffy little cunt until it’s a little sore, tears beading up on your waterline. So many nights he teases you with just the head of his cock– bullying it into your entrance, not going further than just the tip even when you beg. Beg for him to fill you up, to stretch you just for him in a way you know only he can.
All because he knows what's best for you.
Or, maybe that’s just what he tells himself. Maybe he knows the second he’s finally able to bury his cock fully inside your warmth, knows that when he finally gets to feel your wet heat wrapped around him that he’s going to become entirely addicted.
And trust, when he finally does give in, he’s pussy drunk instantly. His mind drifting far off, stars floating in his vision. Only able to see your face. Only able to feel your body.
Stare you right in the eyes as his thrusts turn a bit sloppy, almost lazy. Savouring the feeling of you in any way he can. Your hips wrapped around his waist, his arms on either side of your head, propping his body up as he gives you that lazy smile. The smile he always gives when he’s about to drive you insane.
Because Umemiya, you see, he likes to play the long game. He likes to draw out pleasure, holding you just on the cusp of epiphany without ever letting you slip over the edge. Loves to bask in the glow of intimacy, creating a whole new genre of music to enjoy. Preens at the way you cling to his shoulder, holding him close.
Smiles because he knows you’ll never let him go.
Even when his thrusts are languid like this– each one slow, almost messy, but deliberate at the same time. His cock brushing against the spot inside of you that sees stars, so deep inside of you that he’s practically pressing against your cervix. Balls pressing against your ass as he pushes himself all the way inside, grinding slow circles into your whiny entrance. Just begging for him to get serious, begging for him to let you find your release.
Ah~ he wishes moments like this could just last forever~ Pretty girl on his bed, creaming around his cock. Looking so lost– but it’s okay. You don’t have to be. He’s right there to take care of you. He’ll always be right there to take care of you.
Fill you up over and over again to make you feel right. Make you feel loved, cared for.
Mmmm… and then his brain starts to drift off again. Too pussy drunk to really think about how dangerous his thoughts really may be. Too high to forget all about the birth control you take religiously.
How can he stop himself from dreaming of a future with you? Of a nice house in the same neighbourhood as his friends. Maybe by the beach so you can have Barbeques every night. Go swimming whenever you want. A family built between the two of you. How much he would love you every single day of his life.
Right, because with Umemiya, his need to breed you. His desires that start from deep in the root of his brain, spread all the way down to his fingertips, they don’t come from the need to claim. No, he already knows you're his. Knows you would never betray him.
No, those desires, the ones that have him burying his face in your neck. Have him finally giving in, picking up the speed of his hips. His thrusts melting you into a puddle of moans– your sanity so far out of reach you don’t even know if you want it back.
Those desires come from his love for you. His desire to be with you utterly and completely. To show the rest of the world the evidence of your love, the evidence of your devotion to one another.
Okay, and maybe they come from his inherent need to dote on you. To take care of you the same way you have him. Maybe just a little.
But that doesn’t matter anyway, nah, all that matters right now is you underneath him. Taking everything he has to give and more. Your neglected clit twitching as you come apart under him. Your back arching, nails digging into his shoulder blades. Coming undone from his cock alone.
Being so good– just so perfect for him.
It only drives him further, only giving you a second of reprise before he leans back from your form, pulling your hips onto his thighs. Takinging one of your legs and raising it high– placing it just right on his shoulder. Giving him the perfect angle to drive into you. The perfect angle to fill you up, breed you so full and pretty.
Imagining the way your walls will flutter once he finally pulls out, watching as his cum leaks from your fluttering hole. Knowing the second it does he’ll just take two fingers and push it back inside.
His good girl would never waste a drop, would she?
No, she wouldn’t. Not ever. Never for him. So why keep denying you of what he knows he you really want?
It only takes one look into your dazed eyes to have him falling apart after you. How can he not when you look at him like he’s hung the stars? Fucked out eyes half-lidded, pretty smile on your face that just looks so, so tired.
His hips fuck themselves as deep inside of you as he can go, his head rolling back, mouth parting in a silent ‘o’ as white fills up your walls. His lips find your ankle, kissing it gently as he thrusts into you slowly once more. Milking every last bit of cum from his cock. Making sure every last bit stays inside of you. The picture of love, of happiness right below him.
He doesn’t know how he got so lucky.
Anyway. Yeah. Umemiya breeding kink. Yeah.
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꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ HANDS ON | wind breaker headcanons
⋆୨୧˚ WITH: umemiya ; togame ; sakura
⋆୨୧˚ SUMMARY: which place they like to touch the most!
⋆୨୧˚ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS:
fem reader, bit of size kink, lots of praise, pet names [sweet thing, baby, 'pretty'], mentions of bondage/restraint, oral [m. receive], dry humping, nipple play, creampie, MDNI
꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ UMEMIYA
umemiya wasn't too particular with any one place on your body - not for a while at least. he'd try different positions, focusing on how tightly you enclosed around him when he angled different ways. he was determined to find the best one, to have your pussy squeezing him tight and your frame shuddering in ecstasy. all it took was one time in doggy, and he was fucking hooked.
your knees dig into the mattress, chest pushed against the sheets as you peek back at a turned on, panting umemiya. his big hands find your hips, playing with the plushness of it all as he lets his cock slip in ever-so-slowly. a languid groan leaves his lips as he curls over you, lips pressing open-mouthed kisses along your spine. "that's it... fuck- squeeze me more."
"too big, 'miya," you murmur between panted heaves, body rocking each time his hips rut forwards. each purposefully angled thrust hits a spot that feels like heaven, and all you can do is moan and whimper between mumbled curses. "g-god, feels so good- fuck."
"oh, i know, i know," umemiya coos under his breath, his voice low against your cheek as he picks up the pace, fucking deep into the hilt of your cunt. his hands wander back to your hips, enticed with the way they move along with the rock of his body against you. "keep takin' it like this, yeah. knew you could do it, sweet thing. look at me, just keep lookin' at me..."
it's not long before his muttered praises and heavy ruts have you reeling over the edge, with him not far behind. he shudders and digs his fingers into your hips, panting hard before his body tenses up. with a low grunt, ropes of white spill between your walls and it makes you shudder. umemiya mutters between a chuckle, "oh, shit... think i found a new favorite way to fuck you."
꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ TOGAME
togame has a bit of an affinity for control, so he enjoys things like restraining your hands, or making you take agonizingly slow ruts until you're begging for him to speed up. but above all, there's something he just loves about your lips, your mouth, the softness of your tongue... it entices him like none other.
"that's it, just like that. suck it, yeahh," togame sneers as he watches the way your head bobs and your hands pump and twist and glide against him so sophisticatedly. he can't help the little smile on his face as he sees you look up into his eyes, little tears pricking at your waterline. his hand brushes against your hair gently, "c'mon, i know you got more for me. show me how nasty you can be..."
togame lifts your chin, letting you breathe as saliva and pre-cum coats your lips. his cock throbs as he slides his thumb over your bottom lip, all before slipping it into your mouth to feel the slickness of your tongue. he murmurs a little 'fuck, so wet' through an enticed gaze as he feels it languidly, then lowers your mouth back onto the head of his cock.
"show me what you can do with that pretty tongue," togame rasps lowly, enamored by the way you start to swirl it around the head of his cock, then suck tantalizingly. his chest rises and falls quickly, little twitches jolting here and there as he feels himself building up. it only takes a few more pumps of your fist and tongue dragging along the shaft before he's letting out hitched grunts.
"fuck- me, baby," he groans out between a chuckle, rutting his hips slowly into your mouth as he flits his hands on your hair. with a low shuddered moan, his hips rock up into your mouth and hot ribbons smother your tongue in a tangled mess. he slips his cock out, mouth agape and panting as he watches you swallow it all. he takes no time before leaning in to kiss you, muttering, "now it's my turn to use my tongue."
꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ SAKURA
sakura has always been obsessed with your tits, it's clearly been a favorite for him for a long time. you'll be snuggling and his hand quickly finds its place on your chest, and he can't help but squeeze here and there. he loves any possible position where he can see or touch your breasts as much as he wants.
"so fuckin' hot, god," sakura grunts out as he grinds his clothed cock against you, clad in nothing but boxers. you can tell he's pent up by the way he's breathing so heavily, his hands wandering your body in wanton need. he quickly slips up your shirt, his palms finding your breasts as he ruts his hips on you a little harder. "so hot, baby, yeah, they're all mine."
“little more,” you murmur desperately as he ruts along your clit above your shorts, feeling his thumbs shift towards your exposed nipples to circle and feel them in irrevocable intensity. every little grind of his hips and shift of his fingers leaves you a shuddering mess, and sakura can’t help but think it’s just the hottest thing ever.
“so cute when you do that lil' shaky thing," sakura mutters between a small sneer as he rocks his hips a little harder this time, shifting downwards to press open-mouthed, eager kisses along your chest. his tongue replaces his hand, circling around your nipple and letting out a little enticed groan every time he feels you shiver from it. "fuck- wanna cum while i'm kissing these pretty tits."
with quick, panting breaths and a feverish slew of kisses on your chest, sakura shudders and moans as he spills a load of white into his boxers - and he can't help but think. maybe he'll ask if he can fuck between your tits next time.
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He's a walking green thumb green flag.
— YOUR EX SHOWS UP AT A PARTY
choose your fighter ; sakura haruka, kaji ren, hayato suo, umemiya hajime, togame jo
c: fluff, slightly suggestive content, all characters 18+ implied
SAKURA HARUKA —
sakura straightens up considerably as you squeeze yourself into the last remaining bit of space left on the couch—which happens to be directly beside him. he looks between your flush thighs and innocent face several times, brows knit together as he stares at you in confusion.
you roll your eyes at the slight dusting of pink caressing his cheekbones before nodding toward where your ex is currently standing across the room. an annoyed sound makes its way up sakura’s throat as his eyes narrow, and he mutters something under his breath before unceremoniously grabbing your hand and lacing your fingers together.
a visible shudder wracks through him as you lean your head on his shoulder, and you briefly consider letting your lips draw near his jaw—but the cups and cans sitting dangerously close to where one of his feet rests propped up on the coffee table beg otherwise.
“can I just punch him?” he exhales lowly through gritted teeth.
your nose feathers against the side of his neck, and he sputters and chokes.
“i think this will be far more effective,” you laugh.
KAJI REN —
“i’ll trade you for a mint.”
kaji levels you with an unimpressed look as he continues to peel off the wrapper to the lollipop clutched between his fingers, making a show of popping the small red ball into his mouth while you continue to wiggle the green and white striped candy in his direction.
“no thanks,” he replies, teeth clinking against the lollipop.
peeling yourself up off of the couch with a huff, you nudge his foot before getting up to go and find something to drink. in turn, he hooks his ankle on yours and nearly trips you, but he’s already turned away and talking to hiragi when you whip back around to glare at him.
shortly after, you find yourself clutching a plastic cup in the kitchen trying to avoid the newly-arrived presence of your ex in the living room. you nearly jump at the feeling of a hand grasping your shoulder and spinning you around, a warm body gently easing you back against the counter.
out of the corner of your eye, you can see your ex striding toward the fridge. but kaji’s hand cups the side of your face as he turns your head back to meet his gaze.
he doesn’t say anything as his thumb feathers over your bottom lip, stopping in the middle and applying just enough pressure to beckon them to part. you swear you hear someone call out your name, but you’re too distracted by the way kaji pulls the lollipop out of his mouth and slides it into yours.
SUO HAYATO —
“truth or dare?”
the crowd gathered around the fire pit in the backyard laughs as nirei nervously downs half of his drink in one gulp while kiryu mulls over what scandalous truth he’s going to make him spill. ten minutes ago, you were rolling your eyes and laughing, too, when tsugeura drunkenly suggested the game in the first place. but now all you can focus on is the last face you want to see sitting across from you in the glow of the flames.
a shoulder knocks into yours eventually, and suo’s mouth hovers hear the shell of your ear as he leans in close from where he’s sitting beside you in the grass and murmurs, “i dare you to stop looking over at him every two seconds.”
you let out a quiet, undignified noise and try to ignore the shiver that runs down your spine at the feeling of his warm breath against the side of your neck. and then his voice is a little louder for everyone to hear as you belatedly realize it’s now his turn when he looks at you and asks, “truth or dare?”
there’s a challenge in his eyes, a spark that has nothing to do with the dancing flames reflecting in his pupils.
“dare,” you breathe out, well aware of the weight of your ex’s stare.
suo smiles, tilting his head to the side slightly. “kiss me.”
it’s tentative at first, the way you press a soft, careful kiss against your friend’s lips, lingering for a beat before slowing beginning to pull away. he lets out an amused sound as his hand slides up to cup the back of your head, and he murmurs, “look at me,” before bringing his mouth back to yours.
UMEMIYA HAJIME —
leave it to your ex to ruin one of your favorite songs, you think bitterly to yourself as couples and groups of people dance in the grass illuminated under the glow of string lights. there’s a girl laughing and giggling as he tugs her into his arms, moving to the steady beat pouring out of the bluetooth speaker propped up nearby.
“may i have this dance?”
glancing up, you meet a familiar pair of eyes—ones that shouldn’t set your heart racing the way they always do, not when they belong to your brother’s best friend. umemiya’s hair is loose and messy, his expression soft as he holds a hand out to you.
“i can’t dance,” you mutter as he tugs you out into the grass.
“me either,” he shrugs, eyes glittering with amusement while he puts his arms around you. “but i’m pretty sure you love this song.”
your heart does a somersault.
it’s embarrassing, the way your legs threaten to give out beneath you at the feeling of his warm palms against your hips through the light fabric of your sundress. (it’s embarrassing, how long you’ve been in love with him.)
“did you see who’s here?” you ask, trying to keep your voice steady.
“there’s only one thing i’m looking at right now,” umemiya smiles, not missing a beat when you stumble and he steadies you by pulling you closer.
TOGAME JO —
water drips down your chin as you repeatedly glance up and down between your soaked front and togame, who’s currently standing in front of you with his arms crossed and a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. the yellow scrap of rubber lying in the grass is the only evidence that remains of the water balloon that came careening in your direction moments ago.
“i’m wearing a white shirt,” you deadpan, slowly pulling at the dripping, nearly translucent material now clinging to your front.
“shame,” he nods, though he doesn’t look even the least bit sorry as he shrugs off his shishitoren jacket and holds it out to you.
you bite your lip to control your urge to inhale the warm, spicy scent that clings to the material. there’s something you can’t quite read in togame’s expression as he watches you, going still as you slide your arms into the sleeves.
“you look good in yellow,” he murmurs, shoulder brushing yours as he goes to walk past you, heading toward where someone is calling his name. “and by the way, your ex is here.”
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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MDNI | 18+ content
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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FIRST TIME’S GOTTA BE SOFTISH!
WIND BREAKER + YOUR FIRST TIME. ft. choji tomiyama, kaji ren, kanji nakamura, kiryu mitsuki, shingo natori, umemiya hajime, uryu sakaki, & tsubakino tasuku x fem!reader
filled requests : one, two, three ; pt 1: togame, suo, sakura, kiryu
contains : explicit smut (18+), cunninglingus/oral, dry humping, fingering, jealous! kaji, muffled (panties), pet name usage, praise, size kink !! lots, squirting from putting it in, teasing
note : wrote for kiryu 2x bc a 2nd part for his was requested !! :> also alsoo . finally writing for keel, uryu, & kanji !! hooray ^ ^ <33
SHINGO NATORI.
“you’ll be fine,” natori soothes, gaze locked on the way your frame is trembling beneath him. if he were being honest, it only makes him a little more desperate and eager to finally have you as his, but he’s doing his best to push that thought down— doing everything in his power to stay gentle with you. “so don’t be so scared.”
his hands feel big when he runs them up and down your body, lips attaching themselves to your neck as you gasp in response. he’s everywhere in a second— groping your tits, feeling up your thighs, grabbing a fistful of your ass, then rubbing up and down your waist. his kisses are nothing but messy and possessive, suckling at your skin before he’s giving it a harsh bite, shakily exhaling before his tongue comes to lap at the fresh mark. “you don’t needa be shaking like that… ‘m not gonna hurt you, so just relax.”
“‘m a lil nervous, shin,” you mumble, grabbing a fistful of his hair as he hisses above you.
of course you’re nervous— he’s your first. but you’re lucky he’s so gentle with you. if it was anyone else, there’d be no prep in the first place. they’d be wet enough anyway, right? he’d just spread their thighs, drop a glob of spit on their folds and stuff his dick in them.
with you though, he’s actually touching you. paying attention to you. he’s running his hands over every inch of your body, littering your chest and neck in marks and claiming you as his. he hasn’t even gotten to the best part yet, but your thighs are already rubbing together, slippery from the juices that’ve started to drip down.
“and i’m saying not to be so fuckin’ nervous, princess,” he clicks his tongue, moving down until his mouth is hovering just over your drooling cunt. “gonna give you the best night of your life.”
“you want that, don’t you? now’s your last chance.”
the way your hands cover your tits as peer down at him with those innocent eyes has his cock throbbing in his pants. fuck, he wanted to ruin you. not yet— not until the words come out of your mouth-
“i w-want it,” you murmur, the tremble in your own voice making your eyes widen in surprise. “please, shin— need— ah!”
he’s burying his face in your cunt before you can even finish your sentence, lapping at you with fervor as you shriek. he’s so messy, tongue flattening out so he can taste more of you, running it up and down your folds and sucking at your clit— stuffing his tongue in your hole as you scream and yank at his hair.
besides a wince and a curse under his breath, he’s not slowing down in the slightest. his hands are tight around your thighs, keeping them wider and spreading you even further as he eats you out, lewd sounds completely drowned out by your moans as your eyes roll back in your skull.
“fuck, now that’s really making this difficult,” he groans into your cunt, two fingers prodding at your hole before pushing in, his hand squeezing around your thigh as a warning when you try to close them. “you’re making it real— reeaal difficult for me to play nice with the way you’re acting.”
KAJI REN.
“ah— ren,” you moan, fingers grasping onto his hair as he nips at your neck, teeth digging into the skin when he marks you up. “mine,” he’s practically growling against your neck, “you’re mine. don’t like when other guys,” he sucks a little harder and you gasp, “think otherwise.”
“ren,” you repeat, “listen!”
he’s hissing as soon as you pull on his hair, trail of spit connecting his mouth to your neck as he peers up at you through a harmless glare, “we can… go further.”
his eyes widen a bit. “h-huh?”
kaji’s confusion switches to a choked groan as soon as your hand comes to lightly cup his bulge, cock instantly twitching against your palm as his breathing picks up. he feels warm in your hand, thick and hard as your fingers wrap around him. “ren,” and your voice is suddenly sending a shudder down his spine, “please. today?”
it doesn’t take him any more convincing.
he’s quick to pin you beneath him, eyes widening at the sight when he sees just how pretty you look under him. your thighs are spread as you invite him inside, peering up at him through those pretty lashes of yours. he’s been wanting this exact thing with you for so long— so long that it doesn’t even feel real seeing you like this.
“s-shit,” he grits through a clenched jaw, but he’s gentle when he lines up his cock with your hole, “you have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
“‘m not doing anything,” you pout, “please hurry.”
“i know,” he snaps, eyes slamming shut as soon as he begins pushing inside, and the growl that comes out is borderline feral, his hands slamming on both sides of your face as he clenches his jaw.
tight— you were so fucking tight. how’s that even possible? it almost hurts….
“ren!” you’re reaching up to pull him into a tight hug, accidentally pulling him too close towards you, and he bottoms out in one swift motion, last few inches pushing inside at once and it has you shrieking, head tilting back as you cream all over him— and his eyes are widening, almost positive there’s a ringing in his head when he realizes you’ve just came from him bottoming out.
“ahh…. f-fuck,” the back of your hand comes to cover your eyes, chest heaving up and down as you shiver, and he feels your walls violently fluttering around his length. he thinks he might be clenching his jaw so hard that his teeth could shatter, muscles of his arms bulging from the way he’s squeezing your sheets. “r-ren,” you slur, “why’re you’re all quiet….?”
“s-shut up,” he grits through a shaky exhale, and you barely catch the way his abs are flexing with each breath, “‘m about to cum from that.”
“let.. let me stay still for a bit.”
KANJI NAKAMURA.
“i’ve got you,” kanji coos from above you, big hands spreading your thighs open as he rests his head on your shoulder, “feeling alright, princess?”
“m-mhm,” you stutter, leaning back against him when he trails a finger up and down your folds, swearing under his breath at the amount of slick he’s picking up. “you’re soaked. i’ve told you before..”
“when you’re needy,” he pushes a finger in, slowing down when you loudly gasp, “you come to me. okay?”
“‘m sorry,” you mumble, “i felt too— ah!” his finger pushes all the way inside, thickness curling up into your walls as you clench your thighs shut. “that feels good— feels really good..”
“yeah?” he almost chuckles, arm wrapping around your waist to keep you from squirming as he buries a second finger inside, wet and messy noises making your cheeks burn with embarrassment. “you know i can make you feel even better, princess.”
“i don’t know…..” you trail off, “it’s big. i don’t know if, aahhh…. if it’ll fit.”
“we haven’t tried, so we can’t find out, can we?” he coos into your ear, and you feel him press up into the swell of your ass. “would you like to try today?”
you hum in thought, face contorting when he’s fucking you a little faster with his fingers, thighs shaking as you feel the familiar knot building in your stomach. “f-fuck,” you moan, brows furrowing as your high starts approaching a little too fast for own comfort, “y-yeah. we can try! but ‘m scared— i’ll break.”
“oh, princess,” he laughs, fingers pulling out as you sputter a weak protest at the emptiness, orgasm already beginning to fade away seconds later, “you’re not breaking on my watch.” he slaps your cunt lightly, smiling a bit when you flinch.
there’s a shuffling behind you before he’s pressing up behind you, lifting you up and turning you around to set you down onto his lap, cock prodding at your drooling cunt. “you’ve always been such a good girl,” he coos, hands holding your waist to drag your cunt up and down his length, coating it in a thick layer of your slick, “always so good for me. think you’re ready?”
the way you grasp onto his shoulders with a little nod is adorable. “‘m ready,” you squeak, “…i think.”
but nothing could have prepared you for this.
the initial stretch of his dick has your mouth falling open in a silent scream, nails digging deep into the muscles of his shoulders as you cling onto him. “k-kanji….”
“now, now,” his voice comes out a little unsteady, hands digging into your ass to keep you still for him, “don’t squirm so much— squeezing me like crazy. stay still, princess.”
he’s big, your walls forced to accomodate his thickness as he sinks you down inch by inch, feeling impossibly full at the intrusion. you’ve never taken anything so big — or so thick before. he’s rough with the last inch, pushing you down in one swift movement and it has you shrieking when his tip kisses your cervix, thighs trembling wildly in his lap— and you feel your slick drip out down his length and onto your sheets below you.
“k-kanji,” your words come out slurred from the fullnsss, “move…?”
“oh? feeling good already?” he chuckles, “but don’t drift away just yet, princess. eyes on me.”
URYU SAKAKI.
“i know,” you huff from where you’re sitting on uryu’s lap, his cock nestled deep inside as you cockwarm him— or try to, at least. he’s got his elbows propped up on the mattress, dark eyes looking up into yours with that all too knowing look that makes your cheeks burn. “i know… that seiryu’s in the other room. but he won’t hear this time.”
his brows furrow at the blatant lie.
“please, uryu,” you plead anyways, trying to move your hips, but he’s insistent on keeping you still and seated on him when he tightens his grip around your waist, “i’ll be quiet— i promise.”
he gives you another look, one that you easily recognize as the “that’s what you said last time” expression, and the heat rushes back to your cheeks in an instant. it was only a couple days ago when he had you sprawled over his lap, fingers knuckle deep inside you as he fucked you on his fingers, and that ended with seiryu hearing every word of it— which eventually led to tsubaki and the others hearing about it.
and in the end, there wasn’t a single person who didn’t know what he was doing to you that night.
“listen,” you stammer, hands balancing yourself on his chest as you continue, “i will this time. i will. please? we’re so close— i can’t just sit on it, uryu. please…?”
you almost miss the light sigh from him before he’s finally agreeing and lifting you, flipping you onto your stomach and moving to hover just above your ass, big hands roughly grabbing at them as you yelp. “oh. a-actually?” you gasp, a little too loudly— and he shoots a warning look your way.
“sorry, sorry,” your voice is a low whisper, but he thinks it’s still… a little too risky. uryu’s reaching over you the next second, roughly stuffing what you recognize as your own panties into your mouth, and he’s burying his length in you the same second, a low grunt escaping his lips when he hears you loudly yelp into the fabric.
still too fucking loud, he thinks— gonna have to stuff your mouth with his fingers instead. and maybe… just maybe, if that doesn’t work either…. he could resort to having seiryu help keep your mouth busy.
CHOJI TOMIYAMA.
“right now?” choji’s voice comes out breathless, hands latched on your hips as he presses you flush against his aching cock, desperately humping and rubbing against you, “right now, right? you want it?”
you’re eagerly nodding, rising higher onto your toes with how roughly he’s pushing against you, “are you sure?” he groans, “agh— it hurts— need you so bad. you’re positive? i can… i can. right?”
he’s never felt this needy before— never wanted to bend you over a table and bury his dick inside you this badly before. he’s practically hissing the second you accidentally grind back against him, his senses heightened and he swears he feels dizzy touching you.
choji barely registers the sound of your voice when you’re repeating a “yes! hurry— we don’t have much time” before he’s sheathing himself inside you in one rough movement, your eyes rolling back in your skull at the fullness.
“c-choji!”
“w-what?” he growls, pulling you back halfway to meet his thrusts as he sets a rough pace against you, “you said you need it, right? oh— feels so good. ahh.. can’t stop. i won’t be able to hold back.”
“you don’t need,” you loudly gasp, hands scrambling onto the table to hold yourself steady, “don’t need to hold back!”
that’s all it takes for him to let go.
he’s burying his entire length inside before pulling out— all the way until just the tip is inside, and he’s slamming back inside the next second, force knocking the wind out of you with each thrust. they’re not steady in the slightest— wild and primal as he fucks you with pure strength, your slick spilling out onto the floor each time time he bottoms out inside you.
“good,” he groans, “feels so good—”
you’re squealing underneath him, struggling to hold onto the table and keep yourself grounded. “‘m not gonna hold back,” he grunts through clenched teeth, “gonna prove to everyone that you’re mine,” he’s latching onto your neck, teeth sinking into the skin the second he bottoms out again, and you scream— gushing all over him as the knot in your belly abruptly snaps.
“h-hah,” he’s hissing, fingers digging into your hips as he gives you a particular hard thrust, choking on his own voice when he almost cums on the spot. “fuck,” he sounds drunk with how good he feels inside you, “too good. this is too good,” he licks at your neck, “i think i’m going crazy.”
TSUBAKINO TASUKU.
“feeling good, huh?” tsubaki soothes, “i can tell. you always make the cutest faces for me.”
you’re pressing your nose further into your pillow, shyly peering over it to watch the way tsubaki’s fingers move in and out of your cunt, free hand keeping you open for him as he curls them inside you. he’s able to reach everywhere— in places you were never able to touch yourself, curling against unfamiliar spots and it all just feels too good.
“tsubaki,” you mumble, “it’s embarrassing..”
“there’s nothing to be shy about, sweet thing,” he giggles when you tighten your embrace around the pillow, “you’re really too cute. why don’t we go a little further today?”
“further?”
“mm.. further,” tsubaki repeats, smiling at the way your head is tilted to the side in confusion, only for it to fall back with a gasp as he starts to pull out his fingers, your walls clenching around them in protest.
“let me have a taste,” he dips down, breath fanning your cunt, and your breath hitches in your throat. “w-wait— i’ve never,” your voice trails off into a mumble, “never done this before, so..”
“oh, you,” he places a kiss on the inside of your thigh, smiling when your thighs are instinctively moving to clench around his head, “i don’t mind. i can never get enough of you.”
“then…” you stammer, eyes slamming shut when he continues to pepper kisses up your thigh, up until he’s hovering just over your clit— and he’s planting a kiss right above it. “so?” he coos between quick kisses, “what is it? will you let me have a taste? it’s your word.”
he almost missed it— the whispered “y-yes please” that comes out muffled from the way you’ve buried your face into your pillow, and if he wasn’t always so observant of your every reaction, he definitely would have.
“okay then,” he giggles, “here i go.”
UMEMIYA HAJIME.
you don’t know how umemiya giving you a gentle back massage led to this. it had started off with you laying on top of him, his fingers lightly pressing into the tight muscles of your back— which might have led to your little moans going straight into his ear.
he had a feeling that you could feel his dick hardening against you, especially with the way you kept squirming, but he was just laughing it off— the only sign of it affecting him in the slightest being the way he dragged his fingers up and down your back a little slower.
it was around the the third time you had accidentally shifted and rubbed your hips against his cock when he finally stiffened under you, chuckling a breathy “sorry— that’s a pretty sensitive spot you keep squirming against, baby.”
which led to your current situation, his cock springing out and slapping against his stomach as he hisses under his breath. he’s got you nestled between his legs, head only inches away as you stare at his size.
big. you already knew he was— but actually seeing it was different.
“ah, how embarrassing— no more staring. c’mere, baby,” he coaxes, big hands easily scooping you onto his lap, and your face burns as soon as he sets you down on his length, gently dragging you up and down against him. it’s almost shameful just how loud your cunt is, slick practically dripping straight onto his cock from how wet you were.
your face is contorting as soon as the ridges of his cock start to rub against your clit, lewd sounds of your slick now getting drowned out by the pretty moans he’s pulling from you. he feels good like that, and he spreads his legs further— letting you grind all over him, swirling your pussy over his dick and using him to make yourself feel good. “haji,” you whine, hiding your face in his shoulder.
“you’re a real needy thing today, aren’t you?” he chuckles, “i felt you trembling earlier when i gave you a massage.”
the way you hide deeper into his chest at the implication is cute. “aww baby,” a thumb hooks under your chin, tilting you up to look him in the eyes, “there’s no need to be embarrassed. let me see you.”
“look at me when you ride me, okay?”
you’re slow to give him a hum in response, almost dizzy from the butterflies fluttering wildly in your stomach as you try your best to obey, rising onto your knees to hover just over his cock, your small fingers wrapping around him to line his tip up with your hole. “nuh uh” he tsks, “eyes up here. remember?”
he’s grabbing at your cheeks again, leaning down to press his forehead lightly against yours when you sink down onto his length. he’s looking at you— gauging your reactions, and he knows you can’t hide the way your face starts to contort at the fullness, struggling to keep eye contact instead of letting them roll back into your skull.
“mhm, juuust like that,” he coos, exhaling shakily when you squeeze around him, “that’s what i like to see.”
you’re finally bottoming out with a loud gasp, shaky fingers digging tightly into his shoulders as your eyes flutter shut, and he grunts loudly. you’re tight. impossibly tight. he can feel the way your walls are stretching to let him in— can feel them fluttering and clenching around him.
“hold tight, baby,” he gives you an experimental thrust, and the moan that rips out of you has him inhaling sharply. “gonna— gonna move.”
KIRYU MITSUKI. note: his pt 1 is pasted here, & i continued it!! so u already read it then just scroll down a little bit hehe
“my pretty girl,” kiryu smiles when you perk up at the nickname, “are you nervous?”
his voice is a soft whisper against the shell of your ear, hands steady on your hips as he guides you back and forth across his cock, your slick coating him in thick and messy layers. “just a little bit..” you mumble, face buried deep into the crook of his neck.
you’re so wet. you were never this wet when you touched yourself, and truth be told, you didn’t know it was possible to be this soaked. the sounds of your pants and kiryu’s deep sighs are drowned out by the lewd noises your cunt is making when you’re humping so desperately against him, face contorting each time your clit grinds against his tip.
he hasn’t even gone inside you. not his fingers, not his cock. nothing— and you’re aching so badly for it.
“ah!” you gasp when his cock suddenly twitches against you, slapping against your clit before he’s pulling you right back down, moving you back and forth with a little more urgency this time.
“ah, sorry,” kiryu’s chuckle comes out strained, his jaw clenched tightly. “it’s a little hard to control myself, i guess. you just feel so good, love. can’t help it..”
a part of you is thankful that his lights are off. the faint glow of kiryu's gaming leds are just barely enough to illuminate the two of you, and it gives you the courage you need to sneak glances downwards, eyes catching the way the muscles of his arms flex as he guides your hips back and forth.
it’s only when your gaze shifts further downwards that you notice it. the subtle flex of his abs, and just below, his hips. completely soaked in your slick. were you really that wet? your thighs are also trembling more wildly now, and you’re unsure if it’s because you’ve been hovering over him for so long or if it’s because he feels so good against you.
another part of you thinks it’s because of nerves— his voice sending a shiver straight down your spine each time he whispers something so lewd into your ears.
“i-it’s okay,” you stutter, fingers digging into the muscle of his shoulders. “want more, please.”
“hmmm?” his hum comes out amused, “more? can you handle more?”
he chuckles a bit when you nod without even a small trace of hesitation. “but you’re shaking so much.”
kiryu’s certain he’s fallen in love with you all over again. his gaze softens at the sight of you, watching with a smile as your shaky hands move to shyly line his cock up with your hole, thighs trembling even harder trying to keep balance without his help. it’s only a few seconds later when you’re letting out a distracted whine, pleading eyes coming to lock with his. “‘suki..”
“i know. leave everything to me, angel,” he says with a soft smile, grunting when he adjusts his position on his mattress, hands coming to steady your hips.
“let me know if it's too much, okay?”
it’s a big stretch. the initial push has you wincing right away, kiryu whispering sweet praises into your ear as he sinks you further down on his length. “oooh, look at you go, princess,” he muses, “you’re almost there already. i’m so impressed.”
the praise makes your heart pound, wildly thumping against your chest as you try and do your best, let your walls stretch out and take him when he sinks you down on the last few inches. he’s easily filling you up, soft hands hugging you close against him as he sighs straight into your ear. “w-wow, you’re warm, aren’t you? might just have to keep you here all night.”
“suki,” you mumble, nudging your nose against his neck as you pepper kisses on the skin, “don’t want that. i wanna move…”
“oh?” he’s tilting his head a bit, hair tickling your cheek as you whine, “you’re so bold today.”
“but okay, if you say so. here we go,” he smiles, hand gripping your ass a little tighter as he guides you up and down. “you want it like this?” he slams you back down on his length, loud squelch echoing through your walls as you shriek, “oh my. too hard?”
“n-no!” you protest, hands steadying yourself on his chest as you start to move up and down. “i can handle .. can handle it.”
he’s chuckling a bit, the faint breathlessness in his voice barely noticeable when he’s moving to start bouncing you up and down his cock, his lips coming to latch onto your tits, sucking hard at your bud.
“mmph!” you cry out at the roughness— and the two of you are suddenly losing your balance, kiryu’s eyes widening as soon as his back hits the mattress, mouth still in your tit as you fall on top of him, hands slamming beside him as you gasp.
he takes the new opportunity to wrap his arms around your waist, still sucking with a sharp inhale as you holds you close, leveraging his feet against the bed to fuck his dick up until you, and you shriek. “f-fuck! ‘suki— aahhh—” you gasp, tongue lolling out as your face contorts, but he’s not letting you move an inch, lips tugging into a little grin at the sounds you’re making.
there’s a loud pop when he’s releasing your nipple, tongue lewdly swiping at it. “i didn’t know,” he says through a pant, “that you were such a lewd girl.”
“so you like it like this?” he slams into you particularly hard, and your eyes roll back in your skull, hands tangling themselves in his hair to roughly pull as he winces. “so you do. i can tell— you’re so easy to read, princess..”
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