I couldn’t get the combo of making out + subby levi + gentle pegging out of my head, so have this drabble I wrote in like an hour. It’s giving afterglow Levi honestly… so I guess you can say this is loosely tied to the fic.
Levi Ackerman x fem! Reader Word Count:1.3k
Warnings for submissive Levi, Reader is fem-implied, pegging/strap-on (anal penetration and fingering), heavy petting, soft smut, praise
“Fuck,” you gasp through the kiss. Your grip on his hips falters before tightening, knuckles paling as your fingers melt into soft skin. He sighs and sinks into you.
“What?” he asks.
His hand moves from your jaw down your neck, splaying over the column of your throat.
You can only manage a small shake of your head. “Nothing. Don’t stop.”
“I wasn’t going to,” he murmurs against your lips, “until you so rudely interrupted me.”
Your fingers slide through his hair, making a fist near the crown of his head. Before he can antagonize you any further, you shove his mouth onto yours where it belongs, your tongue prodding his. He gives a small roll of his hips, forced to plant a hand behind his body to keep himself upright. The rings on your fingers sear through him right down to bone.
You’d been by Kuroo Tetsurou’s side ever since you could remember. Neighbors in childhood, you grew up together, watching him flourish from a lanky teenager to a strong volleyball captain during high school. He always amazed you—how he was able to command a whole team of rowdy boys during the day, then turn into the dorky science lover you knew him to be at night. You laughed at all of his silly science jokes, smiled whenever he complimented you, and cheered “Go Tetsu, go!” at him in the stands whenever you could make it to the Nekoma games.
University didn’t change anything. You worked hard to get into the same university as him, hanging out at his off-campus apartment whenever you got the chance. You always said it was because of how good the school was, but you knew better. You’d been in love with him since high school—hell, even longer if you were honest with yourself—and you couldn’t imagine being away from him for very long. He always rolled his eyes and shook his head whenever you appeared on his doorstep, but he stepped aside anyway, making room for you in his life like you belongedthere.
That’s why the accident didn’t change anything, either.
content warnings: established relationship, fem reader, edging, overstim, oral (f. receiving), fingering, brief use of bondage and hair pulling, begging, degradation, teasing, “good boy,” tsukishima is a brat, reader is a Dom with switch tendencies, creampie (i hate that word so much i’m sorry)
additional warnings: this fic contains tsukishima acting like he wants the reader to stop, but this is part of the scene. an established safe word is implied so everything is 100% consensual and has been agreed upon beforehand.
warnings: 18+ content. minors do not interact. edging, unprotected sex, creampie, implied overstimulation. let me know if i missed any!!
author’s note: happy birthday u big big sweet man. <3
minors dni.
“F-fuck…”
Bokuto’s breath stutters as he slips his cock into you, pushing deeper at an agonizingly slow pace.
“C-can’t go too fast, might cum…”
He sucks in his breath, bottom lip sandwiched between his teeth as he concentrates on holding back. It takes everything for him not to cum right then and there, with the way you look sprawled out beneath him, how you whimper with the slightest rock of his hips and your cunt squeezes around him, wetter and warmer than his fist.
- warnings;18+ only, minors do not interact! ice play, handcuffs in bed, blindfolds, highly suggestive,drinking, using the traffic color system instead of safe words, sub!akaashi, i am dying, read at your own discretion
a/n;thank you for hyping me up @beautifulblhell,@justanawolfand@rintah0e ahhhhh i’m running a w a y (i highly suggest listening to lavender and velvet by alina baraz while reading k bye!)
feeling extra gay these days and it’s our lovely girl’s birthday so here’s some yachi
minors DNI.
non-canonical timeskip.
word count: 1.8k
content warnings: f. reader,very public sex, heavy flirting, brief finger sucking, oral (f. recieving), slight size kink (yachi is written to be smaller than reader. sorry short gang).
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God, she was cute. Your brain was fuzzy with your third drink before her first was set in front of her, but she was sunshine no matter how much alcohol was pumping through you. She looked nervous, glancing around as she waited for her little strawberry daiquiri. She was with friends and one bounced around her excitedly, bright red hair nearly vibrating with energy.
You were leaning over the bar waiting for your next drink when her group decided to buy a round of shots. She giggled and held up her glass, but before she could drink she met your gaze.
She froze as they threw back their drinks, lips parted in delicious surprise. You smiled and raised a hand in a wave, and she took a visible breath before returning the expression. The redhead shook her shoulder and she snapped her gaze away, turning her attention to chastising him before shooting you another look. You raised your new glass to her and she grinned before downing her own shot. Her face screwed up in disgust before melting into one of sheer delight, and she snuck another glance your way before being dragged out onto the dance floor.
cw:17+ only | nsfw. sub, bottom suna rintaro. afab dom, top reader. strapon. pegging. impact play. degradation. punishment. reader also refers to their strapon as a dick/cock so enjoy <3
thinkin’ bout sub suna who’s been really bratty and as punishment, he has make himself come on yer strap! (´▽｀).。ｏ♡
“you look so pretty rin, fucking yourself on my dick like a needy bitch.” suna whines pitifully, reaching his hand to touch his cock. you land a harsh blow on his ass and rintarou’s body jumps forward from shock. you grin, rubbing soothingly at the red flesh. “know you can’t touch yourself baby, i want you to come untouched. you’re being punished after all.”
rintaoru grumbles, rolling his eyes before he thrust his hips back. you hum, pleased that he’s following your orders. the brunette continues to fuck himself back on your strap, stimulating his insides but its definitely not enough to make him fall apart. it didn’t feel anywhere near as good as he felt when you were fucking him.
your hands trail up to his chest, pinching and tugging at his tender nipples. rintarou yelps, cock twitching and hanging between his legs.
“f–fuck, stopstopstop, i don’t want to c–cum like this,” rin pleas, clenching the cotton sheets. his arms eventually give our and his head falls down on the pillow, elbows touching the bed. “fuck me y/n…”
you tsk, “hmmm, nope. count for me baby.” before your hands trail back down to his rear and you slap his ass once more.
“o–one!” you spank him again, and again, one spank after the other, keeping rintarou on his toes.
suna lets out a lewd cry after each slap, along with the according number. you dearly wanted to continue to spank the man but stopped after the tenth time and looked down to admire the red skin. you kneed his firm asscheeks, whispering sweat praises. “good job. you do know why i did that, don’t you?”
rintarou visibly shutters and answers submissively, craining his neck slightly to see your face. “i was giving your orders; ’m sorry..” he spoke, voice was shakey and nimble.
you lean down and kissed him gently, a hand running through his hair. “right. i’m sure you don’t want to be punished anymore. ” you get back up, placing both of your hands on each side of his hip. “come on, back to it then. if you beg well, i might help you.” you thrust your hips forward once, and suna replies with a high, strained moan.
rintarou cursed under his breath before pushing his hips back on your pelvis, feeling the toy deep in his insides.
a little nsfw drabble written for the Church of Meian’s Mayfia collab (masterpost coming 5/28!) because I have yandere mafia boss!Kita brain rot, please help
The first time Kita saw you, he knew he had to have you.
Plaques and awards don’t mean shit to him, not when the copious amounts of money he gives the city for “philanthropy” are just bribe money anyway. Yet he still goes to accept them with his best suit and smile because there’s nothing better for the Inarizaki clan than good press.
You crossed his path on one of those trips, schoolbag swung over your shoulder, smiling and laughing with one of your friends. A bump of the shoulder, an unfortunate spill, an offer to make up for the small cut on your knee—and you were wrapped around his finger.
You’re such a good girl. Always smiling as you talk about your classes, always asking if his “construction business” is going well, always making sure to text him or call him like he requests. In return, he treats you like his princess, buying you anything you could ever need. If you even look at a necklace, it’s on your neck the next day. A pretty dress in your shopping cart? It’s on your body within the week.
He loves dolling you up so he can show you off, making sure everyone knows you’re his. And if any of your classmates even think about approaching you, he makes sure they understand that clearly. You’re his, and he makes them repeat it back to him before he breaks their fingers, or their arms, or their feet—wherever he’s feeling that day.
But his favorite part about you is how you’re so eager to please. Even when he knows you’re tired, you let him bend you over his desk, his cock disappearing into your wet cunt over and over again until you’re a babbling mess underneath him. He always makes sure to tell you how goodyou are for him as you cream around his cock one more time—how good you take him, how good you are to him when you scream Shinsuke, Shinsuke! loud enough for his underlings to hear.
“You’re gonna look so good swollen with my babies,” he whispers into your ear as he takes you again, a firm hand on your stomach as he fucks you until drool drips down your chin. You never know what he’s saying when you’re this fucked out, but he whispers it to you anyway. “Gonna breed this little cunt. Is that what you want?”
Do you even know what you’re agreeing to when you gasp, “Yes, yes!” and beg for more?
You never let him fuck you without a condom, always saying that school is more important to you right now. But who needs school when you have him? He has all the money you could ever want, all the protection you could ever need, all the resources to this godforsaken city in the palm of his hand. You won’t need to do a thing but raise his babies and open your legs when he’s ready for another. Isn’t it a good compromise?
He bides his time, always obliging you, telling you that he’s so proud of you for focusing on your education. When you come to him later with tears in your eyes and a positive pregnancy test in your hand, he has to hide his smile. Holes are impossible to see in condoms, aren’t they? He made sure of it.
Let me take care of you, baby, he murmurs into your hair as you cry. I’ll be here for you always.
I love you, Shinsuke, you mumble into his shoulder, wet and muffled.
Good. Like this, you’ll be his good girl forever, won’t you?
If you won’t, well, he’s got some construction properties where no one will ever find you.
Word Count:idk a lot, I wrote this whole thing in drafts1.4k
Genre/Content Warnings: Smut; Public Sex/Exhibitionism; Light Degradation; Creampie —all characters are aged up to their 20s
Please don’t actually do this irl, it’s not exactly sanitary and I promise it’s not as fun as Terushima makes it out to be. This is dedicated to @inarizahki because I’ve complained to her for the last few days about not knowing how to write and threatened to give up multiple times, but she hyped me up ily, mwah
18+ ᴏɴʟʏ - ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅɴɪ
“Damn babe, you’re fucking soaked.You must really like being with me, hm?”
You open your eyes and stare up at your boyfriend, his shadow blocking the sun from where you’re floating in the pool. He’s grinning down at you, no doubt waiting for you to comment on his shitty joke.
“We’re in a pool, Yuuji, of course I’m wet,” you say with a roll of your eyes.
“I love it when you talk dirty to me,” Terushima responds with an exaggerated sigh, snickering when you splash some water at him.
“You’re such a perv,” you retort. You roll over in the water and swim to the edge of the pool, positioning your arms on the side and resting your chin on your hands. The water is deep enough that you can’t touch the pool floor from here, toes barely grazing the bottom as you tread lightly.
You feel waves lap at your back as Terushima comes up behind you, capable of standing upright at this depth. He wraps his arms around your waist and kisses the top of your head, smiling at the sound of you humming in content.
“Have you had a good vacation?” he asks, voice muffled by your hair. At your responding nod, he tugs you closer to him and brings his face down to kiss your cheek. “Good! And you liked this hotel?”
“This hotel is perfect,” you murmur, resting the side of your face on your hands so you can meet his eyes beside you. “The room, the food, the spa…and definitely this pool. I like that we haven’t seen a single other person swimming every time we’ve come here.”
His hands begin to trail up and down your waist, sending shivers up your spine. “You know, I was kinda hoping it would be the same this last time. Makes what I wanna do that much easier.”
You furrow your brow a bit, opening your mouth to ask what he means by that, but all you let out is a gasp as he slips one of his hands in the front of your bikini bottoms.
Requested:You accidentally call her ‘mommy’ in front of the team.
Shimizu Kiyoko x Reader
A/N:Hi, hi~ Anon, I rly hope this is alright, idk what I’m doing, clearly! Ummm idk! Enjoy? Pls! Kiyoko is literally the cutest, xoxo. Also, I edited this while pissed off so if there are mistakes it’s bc I am stupid </3
