Gamer Boyfie Kuna Headcanons

Never leaving you

Neteyam x female reader

Warning: fluff, angst, sad ending and some very soft s m u t

If you have any requests just submit them, I would be happy to make a fic, one shot and other stuff✨

I’m also working on other fics- some related to this one if u guys are interested! Let me know!

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Deep inside the forest lived Jake sully with his mate Neytiri and their children. (Y/N) had always been close to the family since her own family had been killed in a battle with the humans. She grew up with Neteyam by her side, always guiding her in the right direction. She had also become very found of him, but spoke little off it to anyone. When the day came where the sullys had to leave the forest, (Y/N) had flown away on her ikran. Up to a tall mountain where she could be with her own thoughts. Since she was little she had always been on her own two feet, had to help herself sleep at night when she was scared, had to teach herself the ways of the omaticaya. But she always had Neteyam by her side. She was frightened for what she would do without him, who would ask her if she was okay?

Back at the clan Neteyam was preparing for the ceremony that would make it official, that they would leave. He felt somthing was off, but he had been feeling off ever since spider got taken away. So he didn’t make much off it. He felt awful for leaving him, because spider was like a brother to him. And sully’s stick together always. he wondered what the new place would be like, the people, the trees, the food, and he wondered what it would be like without (Y/N). The once annoying girl who he had to babysit from he was little, the girl without her parents, but who he he since had grown to like and care for, he saw (Y/N) as a independent and strong hunter, who fought for herself and others who where not strong enough, who always cared for the poorer, even when she had so little herself. She was a true leader he would think.

The night sky wrapped itself around him, and he begun to worry. He had not seen her, not since the announcement. “Father, have you seen (Y/N)?” He frantic said, his troubled eyes wondering all over the clan. She wasn’t there. He could feel his heartbeat becoming more harder and louder in his chest. He had to find her.

Back at the mountain (Y/N) watched the forest live it’s own life, and she thought for just a second how peaceful they seemed, and how she didn’t effect them what so ever. She prayed to eywa, to not take Neteyam away from her. He was the one good thing that had happened to her since the sully’s welcomed her in with open arms. “Pleace, eywa” she mumbled out and layers down on the grass to look at the now black sky full of stars.

(1.st pov)

I could hear everything, the wind, my own heartbeat and a distant sound of someone calling my name” (Y/N)!” And a rumble.

I jumped, and spun around. Upon the ikran was Neteyam, looking very distressed as he ran his finger trough his hair and jumped from his ikran. I could feel my heartbeat getting faster “what hare you doing here Neteyam?” I asked. “I could ask you the same” he said and I was soon swept into a hug. My eyes widened. I placed my hand on his naked chest, suddenly feeling very sweaty and hot. “ I needed to escape” I mumbled into his chest and closed my eyes.

“I know” his voice rumbled. I closed my eyes for a second, just saving the feeling of being with him, even for just that second. “You scared me (Y/N), I thought something had happen-“ “something did happen” I pushed him away and sat myself on the same spot I sat just a few minutes ago in the grass. Looking down at the forest.

I huffed. “You’re leaving Neteyam” I could feel my voice tremble as I spoke but I had to stay focused. He couldn’t see what effect he had on me, what my true feelings was for the future leader of my clan. He had a responsibility and I never did. I only had myself to worry about.

“I know I’m leaving, but it’s not for good, I will come back to the clan”

I closed my eyes, and clenched my jaw.

“ I’ll come back for you”. I hissed.

I could feel his hand on my shoulder as he sat himself down beside me. His eyes where on me, his big and beautiful yellow eyes. I could feel the tears star to form so I took a sharp breath in and looked back at him.

I was at loss at words. Opening and closing my mouth like a fish. He chuckled and took his hand away from my shoulder and letting it grace my hair.

He looked deep into my eyes

“ I see you (Y/N)” and just like that time stopped. What once was his hand I’m my hair was now pressing my face towards him hesitantly. I nodded yes, words not forming fast enough. It was like a fire had rose from deep inside me.

his lips brushed mine, softly, delicately, like a butterfly, just long enough that I could inhale his breath, feel the warmth of his skin, and the taste of his lips. He felt like the forest, connected together.

He parted ways with my lips and looked up at me. But before he could speak I kissed him again. This time more hot and breathy, seeking union and closeness from him. The heat rose in my cheeks, as his tongue touched mine, quick, electric and soft. His hand caressing my face. I had never felt like this before, like I belonged with someone. But I did. In that moment I knew Neteyam was my past, my present and my future. And I could wait for him.

We broke apart, and looked into each other’s eyes.

“ I see you too Neteyam”

And his lips where back on mine. This time his tail brushed up against mine and his hand tracking down my spine. Touching my hair. He then kisses my shoulder, and runs his lips on my skin towards my ear, but doesn't quite make it that far. I tilt my head and after his deep breath out he bites me gently. It doesnt hurt, it only makes me want more. I look back at his eyes. His eyes exude love, protection, security, safety, patience, and respect. I smile.

He looks for any sign of regret, but I don’t. I want this, I want him. I want to be his mate.

“Be my mate?” I asked breathless. “I’ve decided that along time ago” he says and smiles. I let my hand glide over his chest, and down his abdomen. I pushed lightly and he moaned. His eyes watching my every move. I got on top of him. I’d never done it before. I couldn’t really believe it; I was doing this. I was inventing something. I took out my bond in my hair as did he and we connected. I could everything, every emotion, very thought, I could feel all of him. We where one. I breathed out a hoarse moan. I could feel him. “Fuck” he breathed out.

“Can I touch you?”

“Anywhere.” I responded

He leaned in and licked the rim of my ear. “Anywhere? Really?” “Really.” Twisting my neck, I pulled his mouth to mine for a brief, wet kiss, sucking his tongue until his vision turned white around the edges. I felt him, all of him and what started as a soft and hesitant kiss had turned into something so much bigger.

I could feel a storm gathering in my body, and it grew with every indrawn breath, kiss and buck.

“Neteyam” my eyes widened. And I let out a hoarsely scream of his name. The storm had broken loose, crackling to my body and his like summer lighting and we were flung to the dark sky full of stars.

We were one.

I smiled

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Months had pasted since my mate, Neteyam had gone. What once was a happy place felt gloomy. But I filled my days up and I kept waiting for him to come back. Deep down I knew somthing had happened or where to happen. The forest just didn’t feel the same without him there. And the humans had kept their distance from our clan. I rubbed my stomach and smiled.

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One day, when I was gathering stuff my clan saw an ikran flew toward us, and it was jake. Soon more ikrans followed

I quickly gathered the strength to sprint towards the ikran, in hope my mate would be back.

“JAKE! Jake! Where is your son? Where is Neteyam?”

The village had begun to gather around him, and Jake, neytiri, lo’ak, spider, kiri and Tuk, jumped from the ikrans. But no Neteyam.

Jake walked towards me, his face stone hard. Neytiri following gloomy behind him. She looked sad.

“Where is Neteyam?” I asked, my voice whimpering.

“He is with eywa now”

I let out a load scream. And everyone around us fell into silence. Somewhere from behind me I could hear Neytiri crying. I clutched my stomach and I could feel my breath shivering. He was gone.

“He said he would come back”

He is gone.

I looked down on my stomach, what once was a flat stomach had since that night grown with love and passion. I had found my mate, had a family. But it was soon over.

“He said he wouldn’t leave me”

He is gone.

Jake embraced me, and touched my stomach. Smiling carefully down at my smal frame and big stomach. The baby gave Jake a kick. And Jake gave out a sad chuckle. I could see a tear form in his eye.

“You have a piece of him in you, he will always be there with you, every step of the way. He saw you, and we see you” and then sully’s all embraced me and my soon to be baby. I let out a last cry and closed my eyes. Imagining Neteyam was the one embracing me, telling me everything was okay. And somehow it was him doing all of that. Because he was a piece of everyone, a memory, a son, a friend, a mate and a soon to be father.

So along the line I learned that the forest was connected somehow and that I had had an effect on it; on someone. Eywa had given me a family and Neteyam would always find his way back, even form the beyond. And I knew I was not alone anymore.

Just the tip with Toji

sleepless night's

(Tattoo artist!toji x afab reader!!! )

wc : 2.6k

minors dni!

warnings : alcohol ! , breeding! , mentions pregnancy , rough sex ? bad grammar !!- don't stay if you don't like it

You've meet him once. I mean how can you forget those beautiful green eyes that stole a glimpse at you that night , his arms fully covered in tattoos — those big hands on the bike letting the engine blow loudly before he scoots away. it was in the middle of the night when you're meet him .

The mysterious driver took his black helmet off his head, his raven black hair falls into his face and just as he wants to fix his hair he feels your eyes on him - as you take a look you don't trust your eyes, the air gets stuck in your throat, time suddenly stops. He runs his powerful fingers through his tousled hair and carefully gets off the bike, pulling the black leather jacket around him. Toji turns around cautiously to see who is watching him so creepily, the urge to look away is great but watching him is even greater his emerald green eyes meet your dark hazel eyes, a small grin forms on his lips the scar on his lips spreads slightly making him look even more dangerous. His eyes travel once down your curves from your sweet face to your breasts and your wide hips that are perfect for childbearing, you must surely be freezing in those short clothes. His hungry gaze scares you, your gaze falling back to your phone. Your thick legs rub together as you realize he's checked you out.

His thick fingers caress small circles on your skin, his hand moves lower to your thick legs - toji can already taste you on his warm tongue, the sweet smell of your pussy is just heavenly. his rough pink tongue goes up and down, you feel something tiny around his lips that reminds you of a piercing; his tongue piercing slowly plays with your clit. toji's piercings paint little circles on your clit, it takes your breath away, what a feeling and he hasn't even touched you properly yet. You melt on his tongue, greedily he slurps your juice. The little silver thing connected to his tongue is killing you - your ears start ringing, you're about to climax and he stops. His hands hold onto your thick thighs for a better view you moan as he slaps your clit. The bittersweet taste on your tongue after the slap has you hooked for more. His soft lips spread little kisses on your inner thighs. BEEP BEEP BEEP A glance at the clock tells you it's time to get up - what a strange dream, you don't know this handsome man - you've never experienced anything like this before. But that was not your last wet dream about him. You take your pillow and scream in despair, how can this be? The dream was just perfect. The next nights were all the same, it was the same dream every time, it's a miracle that he shows up in your dreams and robs you of any kind of sleep. Who is this guy and what is he after you for. The dream ends each time with the two of you sleeping together. The dreams are starting to drive you crazy. Your girlfriend didn't want to believe you at first, until she noticed you were acting strangely as the sleep got less and less, or when you walked by the tattoo store. Your friend was tired of you losing your mind over a dream, maybe something would change if you met him in person. made an appointment at this tattoo store She wanted to talk to this mysterious man.She got on your last nerve, a week later you're now standing in front of his store. Just the thought of getting a tattoo was bizarre, a silver needle poking two millimeters deep into your skin scared you. You decided to get a small tattoo because it's your first time - you don't want anything big at first, but this whole idea is bizarre! The man at the counter wasn't the one you saw that night, he had white hair and eyes like two shining diamonds - he looked at your chosen design and offered you a coffee because it might take a while. Nervously clawing your fingers into the hot cup, the man with the name tag Gojo Satoru approaches you and explains the basics and that it's not so bad. That's easy for someone with an armful of tattoos to say. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ a blonde woman appears calling for your name, she leads you to the back today seems busy - she gives you a little smile and disappears through the black door.

His thick fingers caress small circles on your skin, his hand moves lower to your thick legs - toji can already taste you on his warm tongue, the sweet smell of your pussy is just heavenly. his rough pink tongue goes up and down, you feel something tiny around his lips that reminds you of a piercing; his tongue piercing slowly plays with your clit. toji's piercings paint little circles on your clit, it takes your breath away, what a feeling and he hasn't even touched you properly yet. You melt on his tongue, greedily he slurps your juice. The little silver thing connected to his tongue is killing you - your ears start ringing, you're about to climax and he stops. His hands hold onto your thick thighs for a better view you moan as he slaps your clit. The bittersweet taste on your tongue after the slap has you hooked for more. His soft lips spread little kisses on your inner thighs. BEEP BEEP BEEP A glance at the clock tells you it's time to get up - what a strange dream, you don't know this handsome man - you've never experienced anything like this before. But that was not your last wet dream about him. You take your pillow and scream in despair, how can this be? The dream was just perfect. The next nights were all the same, it was the same dream every time, it's a miracle that he shows up in your dreams and robs you of any kind of sleep. Who is this guy and what is he after you for. The dream ends each time with the two of you sleeping together. The dreams are starting to drive you crazy. Your girlfriend didn't want to believe you at first, until she noticed you were acting strangely as the sleep got less and less, or when you walked by the tattoo store. Your friend was tired of you losing your mind over a dream, maybe something would change if you met him in person. made an appointment at this tattoo store She wanted to talk to this mysterious man.She got on your last nerve, a week later you're now standing in front of his store. Just the thought of getting a tattoo was bizarre, a silver needle poking two millimeters deep into your skin scared you. You decided to get a small tattoo because it's your first time - you don't want anything big at first, but this whole idea is bizarre! The man at the counter wasn't the one you saw that night, he had white hair and eyes like two shining diamonds - he looked at your chosen design and offered you a coffee because it might take a while. Nervously clawing your fingers into the hot cup, the man with the name tag Gojo Satoru approaches you and explains the basics and that it's not so bad. That's easy for someone with an armful of tattoos to say. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ a blonde woman appears calling for your name, she leads you to the back today seems busy - she gives you a little smile and disappears through the black door.

It doesn't take long and she's back and brought someone else with her - you give her warm smile as you look to the side your eyes meet those beautiful Smaragdgreen eyes what for beautiful eyes , you could lose yourself in his gaze. he looks even better in the daylight, his handsome face and the small brown scar on his rosy soft lips are... - "ahm" he clears his throat and introduces himself "toji fushiguro , I'm the guy who get to work on you today" his lips form a small smile. his thick hands look as delicious as in your dream through. he starts to disinfecting everything placing the design on the small table and getting to work while your mind wanders, your brown eyes fall behind him eyes catching this cherry red machine, a funny feeling spreads in your stomach and there it is again, the fear. He picks up his Dragonfly X2, everything is prepared and ready except you Toji looks up again & asks if everything is okay "are you ready angel? you seems scared"— you slowly bite into your lips as the word angel fell from his lips, a small Hmm is the only thing you let out . toji seems to notice that you're scared & strokes your leg - he stops for a moment and looks up, but this time his green eyes stare into yours, his gaze is so deep it's touching your soul "I promise you everything will be fine, you're so good for me right now" he praises. Your knees soften and the next 20 minutes fly by. you get used to the pain and the needle in your skin. the sound of his tattoo machine is the only thing keeping you grounded at the moment. "You're so good for me, atta girl," your stomach turns, how dare he say that, Toji flirts here and there which makes you laugh & giggle there it is again, your hunger to touch him those soft unstyled hair of his screaming for your soft hands .

He wipes off the rest of the black ink on your soft skin and covers it - his light touch on your skin melts your heart , his warmth lets your heart beat faster, your dreams didn't do him justice toji looks like God - his beauty can't be described in words ,this guy is built like a Greek God his perfect face screams a passionate Work of art fushiguro's beauty numbs your senses and just for a moment you forget time and space your heart beats like crazy as if it could jump out any second. the adrenaline rushing through your bloodstream & before either of you say anything you blurt it out; you have to tell him you can't help it

NOW OR NEVER BABY

nervously you tell him about your wild dreams and sleepless nights when you saw him that one night, it felt like he took your soul with him. you are afraid of his reaction maybe he will be completely pissed or shocked or kick you out of the store.

BUT.

"Did I really please you this much angel? not only did I robbed you of your sleep but also your heart and soul". toji looks at you grinning, you almost fell off the chair you expected everything except that - maybe it was a mistake to tell him it just sounds crazy, you face the floor of embarrassment the sound of the trashbag tells you he's done he pulls you closer to him , those soft lips kiss your knee his fingers slowly run along your chubby leg.

"Babydoll the last thing I want , is you keeping your head down when you talk to me"

Toji's preses between your legs, a quick look at your cute summer dress before he dares to lift it , the view is absolutely beautiful! the way your thick legs stick together make him crazy his eyes & tongue scream for you, toji licks his lips before losing it completely - he has to taste a cute girl like you , wants to make your longing dream come true - Your sleepless nights come to an end today. His hungry hands run along your curvy body the cold breeze on your breasts makes your brown nipples harden he forms little circles with his thumbs on your harden nipples - it feels like he's bringing heaven down on you -one kiss on the right breast and one on the left, apparently it's for good luck. you haven't felt this good in a long time , your trembling voice begs toji to finally touch you somewhere else, his angelic touch disappears which leaves you whimpering you take his hand and show him where you need him. " what a naughty girl aren't ya" toji face get closer the heavenly smell of your pussy hiding behind the cotton panties drives him mad . "now take a look at that" carefully he tears your panties. between those legs exist a whole painting & he may not be an artist but he can say that this piece is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. he would love to take a photo but saves that for later. warm fingers caress your pulsating clit along. "Ah right there... please" you whine for his unholy touch down there - he enjoys the sound of your begging & crying he pushes his fat Tongue inside your wet hole the ice cold metal spilts your pussy wide open "good girl" his tongue explores you , touching a nerve here and there "this...this feels so nice, please don't stop" his face crushed between your chubby thighs grinning proudly only to to boost his ego. "is that what you want baby...hmm" sucking hungrily on your clit grabbing you grab him by his hair pushing toji closer to your needy pussy he moans quietly so lost in hunger you worry that he can't breathe . you tap on his shoulder for a break but he only shakes his head! suffocating him between your legs is truly heaven for toji fushiguro. SNAP. there it is this beautiful high feeling you loudly moan his name non stop thanking him. ah the slightly sour taste of you on his tongue my god ah ..- your thighs shaking through the intense orgasm toji slowly removes himself cum & spit running down his face what a view wheeew now he feels like he's your prey , you roughly grab him by his neck connecting your lips with each other — the the taste of your cum and his spit gives you the rest aaah to..toji. his soft lips take over yours, you can taste his hunger & he takes the opportunity to suck on tongue and mark you as his , hands running down and ripping the summer dress of ya. you both take a quick break to breathe his Smaragd green eyes meet your dark brown eyes , the tears run your chubby cheeks down as you apologize for making a mess the tears leave a bitter taste in your mouthy fushiguro squeezes your cheeks together "don't ever apologize for such silly shit got tha princess".you sit straight back up and pick up your little dress before you tried to leave he held you by your plushy wait ah ah baby I'm not done with you. this is only the beginning

his throbbing cock is literally screaming for you , he wants you so bad. those tight walls that could milk him dry for hours so that he can forget all his worries sounds like a dream to him. he pushed his dick in your needy hole you can feel his fat tip tickling your insides - you're afraid he won't fit. "It's okay, angel, take a deep breathe .. eyes on me" he rubs your cheeks to remind you that this is a time for both of you to enjoy. his caring side has you weak - a guy like Toji suddenly having a soft spot for you is unreal.

your warmth & this wetness is pure heaven you get used to the burning sensation between your legs & nod your head as a sign for toji to keep going fushiguro puts the rest of him inside you - " oh god .. t.. toji you're so big" you moan fushiguro braces himself with both arms and pushes himself into you "fuck baby.. ah your so tight for me god". the room filled with echos of your moans and his hungry grunts. your hands grip his shoulders tightly while your hips dance to the rhythm of his movement. his fat dick hitting your sensitive spot so continuously rutting into you . — the room filled with the smell of good sex his but Breeder balls hits your ass he slowly becomes insane this fat warm pussy is killing him. Sweat forms on your both forehead , his muscular perfume fills your nose losing sight and time. leans down to give you a passionate kiss.

fuck fff fuck f.. with each thrust he rams into you you get closer to your climax " toji - ah you fuck me so good " .

you feel so full , filled with the prettiest dick ever loud clapping and moaning can be heard, toji only wants the best for you. your naked body reminds of a small innocent lamb hiding from the big mean lion.

Toji only fucks pretty women in missionary you can feel him so strong fucking your brains out. face to face you see toji is eager to please you he places his hands on your plushy hips perfect for giving birth - you would look so cute with his baby in your arms.

"g-...gotta put a ... ah.. baby in you doll " he struggles to speak.

he can feel your walls tighten around his throbbing cock after he promised to give you a baby and make a sweet mommy out of you.

" yes.. mhhh ..- f- fast..er please," you repeat those words like a broken record & your legs are thrown over his brought shoulders wegre you left some nice scratches fucking you in a position you never thought would be possible, his tip hitting your whomp giving you a little taste of what it feels like to carry his baby. You're both so close he's shaking your insides like scrambled eggs he's ruining you for everyone else , no else touch can satisfy you , his scent lingers in your sweet little heart. Those heavy breeder balls of his slap against your ass. Toji makes sure you sleep well tonight

" atta girl "

" i know you're close.... baby I can feel it "

" be a good girl for me can you do that for me ? "

" cum for me doll let me hear those sweet moans "

the last sentence gives you the rest to finally climax.

toji's whimpering voice begs you to milk his cock dry so he can breed you.

" ah yes baby... just like that"

" yeah - you are such a good girl for me "

" FUCK.FUCK.FuUUUCK "

You can feel the warm and sticky trail running down your fat pussy , he filled your sweet cunt with his thick seed.

Satoru, who loves your tits!

couldn’t stop thinkin’ about it..

,,satoru x implied!chubby fem!reader , blow job , mirror sex , sucks titties through ur shirts bc why not , idk

Satoru, who loves your breasts. the plush of your body was already enough, but your pretty fat tits just topped it off. he doesn’t mind how they sagged, it makes it all the better for him to lay down on your stomach while you watch a movie, his mouth finding your buds and sucking them for hours on. sometimes you have to peel him off because not only is he slowly passing out on top of you, but your breasts are starting to feel weird! but he only whines and restarts the process, because you never said that you wanted him to stop <3

Satoru, who loves your breasts so much that he doesn’t care if you’re wearing a shirt. as long as your nipples are poking through, and he can hear the cute hum you always make whenever he licks them, then he’ll gladly latch his mouth onto them through the shirt. when he realizes that you actually like when he does that, then he’ll sneak his hand under your shirt and grope them to make your nipples peek out more. all the more to go in his mouth <3

Satoru, who loves looking at your breasts. whether you’re wearing one of those small crop tops that make your cleavage look so fucking hot and he has to hide his boner in public, or when you’re kneeling under him, sitting up a bit because he’s just so tall, struggling to hold your large mounds with your chubby little hands and giving him the blow job of his life. other times, he’ll have you sit pretty under him and just suck his tip. wanting to spray your cleavage that dropped so low in that small shirt of yours. spurting his cum all over and groaning when you use your finger to lick it all up <3

Satoru, who also loves looking at your breast when he’s giving you backshots. staring at how they jiggle back and forth with your body in the full body mirror. it had him tightening his hold on your hips so he can thrust so deep into you, loving how you threw your head back with a loud moan. allowing him to see the sheen of sweat down your neck, his eyes trailing down to the valley of your breast. the clear sight of how your tits moved with his thrusts had him, accidentally, cumming inside your pussy so fast. welp, looks like you’ll have to wait again to cum with him <3

hiii! i hope ur doing well <33 anyway, is it okay if you can write the adult trios favorite sex positions and kinks?

$. FAV SEX POSITIONS AND KINKS! ─ the adult trio.

¢. 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ─ h. morow + c. lucilfer + i. zoldyck

¢. 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ─ what's the adult trios most desired cravings? let's find out..

¢. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ─ 1.4k+ wc. pwp. sex positions. mentions of the following kinks: bdsm (dominance). knife play. degrading. praising. roleplaying. impact play. power play. sadomasochism. breeding. hand/feet kink. bondage. corruption kink. (17+).

$. 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐰..

¢. hisoka loves every single position there is to exist and his own made-up ones, which having sex with him is always like gambling, you'll never know what's going on.. you'll have your legs above your head and the next second you'll be tied up against the wall. but, he does have a favorite position out of all of them!

¢. he's a man that enjoys the sight of an ass (c'mon, i know you know he does, have you seen the maintenance he has for those chiseled ass cheeks of his??) making his favorite sex position, doggy style.

¢. he loves being able to grip onto some squishy flesh, digging his nails into you and marking you up while fucking you senseless.

¢. doggy style supports him to drill harder into you. being able to pull you back by the hips and slam you right back onto him while enjoying the sight of you stuffing your face into some fluffy pillows.

¢. he really enjoys watching your ass bounce back against him as well.

¢. he also enjoys doggy style because he likes to pull you flush against him by the arms or by the back of your neck; bareback against bare chest, making it easier for him to whisper filthy sins at the shell of your ear.

¢. which is one of his favorite kinks, degrading and praising. he loves to remind you of how much of a whore you are for fucking him like one. but, if you're handling him well and he's in a good mood, he will praise you for how well you're taking him.

⤷ hisoka also loves praise! praise his body with soft words or even with simple touches, he will melt.

¢. but mind you, this man is filthy, and adores plenty of other kinks.. he's a sadomasochist by heart and loves putting his desired fantasies into bed.. hisoka loves impact play. he enjoys seeing the imprints he blossoms onto your skin with his hands or even with his sharp cards to mark you up and the little twinkle in your eye of plea. he doesn't mind at all if you hurt him physically either, he has a high pain tolerance, and well, he simply enjoys the pain. so biting, scratching, and pulling his hair, he will get a thrill out of it.

⤷ which hisoka enjoys power play as well, so he expects you to at least put on a fight rather than submit so easily for him because it's more, “entertaining” that way.

¢. loves, loves, loves! using his nen ability, elastic love *aka* bungee gum, as the use of bondage play. he loves being able to tie you down with your arms and legs spread out or hanged up at a certain angle so he could fuck you.

¢. loves orgasm control. denying and edging you is his favorite because he gets to see those whiney eyes and pouty lips you always display out to him. the look of need and desire makes him cum on the spot when you beg him.

¢. and lastly, hisoka has a major corruption kink! he loves the fact of turning his favorite and sweet little fruit into a nasty one. hisoka really gets a kick out of it because it always surprises him seeing the filthy things he's shoved into your brain and you use it on him.

$. 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐟𝐞𝐫..

¢. what a vanilla man he is.

¢. chrollo adores casual, intimate, hands-on sex, making his favorite sex position, the cowgirl position.

¢. he loves the feeling of you grinding yourself on him as his callused hands can freely roam up and down your body; squeezing and slapping at your tender flesh as your hands can wander around his chiseled torso.

¢. chrollo also likes this position because he can also easily take control, planting his feet down firmly and pistoning his hips up against yours or flipping you around into missionary. making that position, his second-best favorite position.

¢. chrollo loves missionary because the feeling of having his body flush against yours is so intimate to him. and the feeling of being so deep into you really makes him amused at the way you moan louder from him.

¢. so, that's when his praising and dirty talking kink kicks in. he'll whisper sweet nothings to you when you two are so close; it always makes you shiver when he says just the right words which sometimes they sound like there taken out from a twilight book–

⤷ but if you praise him?? chrollo will melt so hard internally but will simply smile at you and say, "oh, yeah?".

¢. this man absolutely loves roleplay! chrollo loves the idea on taking roles where you can dress up as a cute little maid or act as an innocent nun. p.s- he's a sucker for lingerie!

¢. chrollo is into marking too, he likes to give you hickeys or dark spots and doesn't really mind where it's located. he's a thief and enjoys labeling his goods with his marks.

¢. even though it's not necessarily a kink? he loves cockwarming! because it's really romantic and sensual, and intimacy is a huge kink for him. he’ll always be the first to ask whenever he's reading, “darling, mind warming me up while i read?”. although, sometimes it is difficult to do without it getting too steamy with you..

¢. a romantic man he is, he loves food play. the thought of spraying that sweet and thick foam of whip cream over your skin just to lap it up really turns him on. and even simply sharing a few cherries and strawberries with you; admiring the way your lips would wrap around the sweet treat.

¢. chrollo’s deepest and most secretive kink he has is a hands and feet kink. he thinks hands are so elegant; the soft touches they deliver, the painted nails (preferable red or black), the water like movements, and to the way they look around him. he thinks feet/toes are naturally beautiful; the way you can slide off sheer leggings or socks and expose the smooth beauty, the painted, clipped nails, and mostly because they lead up to the fleshy legs/thighs. (he's also a deprived man for some long legs).

$. 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐳𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐲𝐜𝐤..

¢. an extreme apathetic man has to have a favorite sex position, right?! of course! and that is.. every top position there is to exist–

¢. illumi will only do sex positions where he is on top. no, ifs ands or buts. so, he secretly loves the mating press position.

¢. illumi loves sinking himself inside of you as deep as he can because that's where he feels safer and secure at. he simply enjoys the feeling of stuffing you in such a tight position where your legs are beside your head and your bodies are pressed together.

¢. and since this is his favorite position, that's when his breeding kink kicks in. feeling so deep inside of you, he can't help but think to dump his thick load into you because he knows that's where it belongs. he believes his cum should only be inside of you and breeding you.

¢. illumi's dark past has put a toll on his life and sexual fantasies.. he's grown immune to being whipped and chained down.. and he's secretly grown a liking to the pain.

¢. the idea of spanking/paddling you is a form of dominance for him or in other cases a punishment, only if you've been a little brat. he loves taking control at all times and when you try and get out of control, a simple swat to the thigh or butt will put you right back in place.

⤷ so basically, he's a brat tamer.

¢. illu is a possessive lover, therefore he wants all your feelings to be caused by him. so, sex swings, shibari bondage, bondage, and anything that basically can tie you down so he has full control of you really sets his wires straight. illumi is just so used to being in charge, so he can't help but not tie you down until you behave.

¢. illumi is a sucker for when you tug or pull on his hair but only if you do it without the intention. he doesn't like the idea of you hurting him willingly because he thinks your trying to take control but likes it if you do it unconsciously, that makes him feel a lot more powerful than usual.

¢. illumi. likes. wax. play. the idea of pouring a warm liquid over your skin reminds him of cum for some odd reason. seeing you wince slightly at the heat it brings, makes him feel so dominant, and will use it as a discipline on you if you're too sensitive. he also just enjoys the sight it leaves once it's peeled off.

¢. illumi loves orgasm denial and edging you as a form of dominance and behavior control! he wants to see you beg and plea for him to continue.

¢. but he does have a kink to force your orgasms when not expected. he’ll force them so hard on you to the point your crying and babbling nonsense from how mushy your brain is and how sensitive your body becomes. he is not a nice or fair man in bed at all.

𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 !

˖˚˳⊹ deepthroating feat. childe : scaramouche : dottore : pantalone : zhongli : diluc : arlecchino x fem! reader from the 5.5k event special

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw : deepthroating : strap-on (arlecchino)

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗘

that low rumbling chuckle that escaped childe’s throat was almost sinister if anything, followed by the sight of your mouth full of his heavy cock, shutting you up in an instant. His hands would interlock themselves with the soft strands of your hair and snapping forward where he wanted to have his tip prod on the most, your throat. It’s so warm and firm, —he figures—, the way you’re flexing your muscles around his tip made a shiver run down his spine, he needed, no had to feel more.

Soft noises snapped himself back to reality once you hiccuped against his length, his pace lazy but steadily, not wanting to hurt you in any way either, you’ve been so good to him after all! Letting him just plunge into your throat like that was a gift from the heavens if he’s being honest. "you’re always so good to me." He’s repeatedly chanting this sentence with every bounce of his cock buried deep inside your throat. You were so full too! saliva dribbling down your chin and from the corners of your mouth while you breathed heavily out of your nose, hands slowly drawing circles over his thighs to reassure him that it’s okay and you can still take it. Like mentioned before, he wouldn’t want to hurt you in any way, you’re his love after all. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗘

the wet noises replacing the quietness of the room you were currently in with scaramouche. Body nestled in between his thighs while you were kneeling in front of him. He’s sputtering in between harsh sucks of your mouth, almost losing it whenever you hollow your cheeks to coax yet another deep groan out of him. He has got to change whatever was going on right now, more so he absolutely disliked not being in control of certain situations. His eyes locked gazes with your own, "you know how much I hate it when you tease me." he was careful with his words, barely a whisper if anything.

you, of course, weren’t able to answer because of being stuffed full with his cock, only nodding frantically before rolling your eyes back at the harsh snap of his hips inside of your wet mouth. Your throat would always grab him like a vice, —the feeling was to die for—. The saliva that pooled out of your mouth coating your face as you resorted to breathing through your nose due to the inability of doing it any other way. Scaramouche was happy now, "that’s better." he‘s cooeing that sentence with an almost pseudo friendly tone, slapping sounds of his pelvis remotely hitting you were now bouncing off the walls with great ease. Who knows, maybe if you were being extra obedient today, he’d return the favor to you.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗗𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗘

"just like that." dottore's rough voice was turned into a soft whimpering once he sheathed himself deep inside your warm mouth, "this is what you‘re made for." you were only able to hiccup against his length as a way to respond, bobbing your face up and down his heavy member while your hands found their way to his round balls, —that were eagerly waiting for some attention from you—. His features were almost heaven like: painfully intimidating eyes locking gazes with your own glassy ones. He was just way too big for your mouth to fit in, deperately trying to spread your lips further for his girth to fit but you still had some troubles.

dottore only laughed at your pathetic whimpering, thinking that all your hopeless attempts to satisfy you would come in handy somehow later. His hands were tired of your slow pace as they nestled in between your hair strands, grabbing a fistful of them and pushing you down on his length until you hit his pelvis, nostrils filled with the musky scent of him as you tried your best to breathe out without gagging around his girth. His dark and audible chuckle, —that was barely hearable to anyone—, brushing over your ears and making you shiver. He wouldn’t wait any longer and fuck your throat, lolling his head back whenever he’d feel you clench around his heavy cock. You weren’t exactly surprised by his harsh behavior but didnt complain either, far too turned on by the way he used you as his own personal cock sleeve. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗘

Truth be told pantalone was rock hard all day, could barely wait before he can finally push himself deep inside your wet mouth. You were always so happy to please him after all! The first grunts fell off his throat at the haste intrusion of his fat cock in your mouth, setting up a lazy pace in the beginning. He wasn’t in for doing a lot most days since it wasn’t his job to satisfy his needs, it was yours. Today was different though, blame it on him being so fucking horny all day long but the second you circled your tongue over his girth and brushed over that one particular throbbing vein of his, he figured this just wasn’t doing it for him right now.

his balls were straining, tensing up and begging to spill his seed deep inside your throat, so he did the only rational thing in that moment, meaning he grabbed a fistful of your hair to push you against his twitching length. The way you moaned at the sudden snap made you gag against his girth, the man above you almost seeing white if it wasn’t for his immense self control. You were eagerly bobbing his cock in and out of your mouth before he grinded himself deeper into you, holding you still while his swollen tip prodded against your throat.

You knew what was coming next, it was almost a bad habit of his but pantalone loved throat fucking you more than anything. "open up open up." He’s chanting lightly, —with that smile of his—, which always managed to make you shiver against his hold. The brutal pace he was going for now made your throat straincgreatly. You were trying to wrap your lips firmly against his girth while both his cum and your saliva dropped heavily down the floor, staining the carpet underneath you. He could feel his balls tighten as the knot from deep inside his gut finally broke, spilling his cum in thick spurts into your throat, the warm feeling of his seed calming you down as warm tears spread over your cheeks in the process.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗭𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗟𝗜

You know how thick his cock was, not to mention his heavy balls that would smack against you whenever he’d snap his hips forward into your warm mouth. The taste of his salty cum was coating both your tongue and throat, warmth filling your belly once it spilled down. Zhongli‘s eyes were scrunched shut, his cock heavily weeping inside of you and already making a mess while you eagerly played with his balls. It was almost unbearable for you to wait for him to cum deep inside your mouth and let you finally taste him! You couldn’t help it but grow addicted to his taste, it wasn’t too sweet but the saltiness was so easy on your tongue, dreaming about getting every last drop of the man that was hovering over you.

For a moment he pulled out and only left his tip in to retract himself to once more, —bury himself in your throat—. The quick movements were enough for you to get some taste of his salty pre-cum on your wet muscle, rolling your eyes back at it slowly covering your taste buds. "you‘re doing so good for me." biting that sentence out in an desperate tone, you did not know what made zhongli so riled up today but also didn‘t seem to care that he took it out on you. Truth be told you loved it whenever he was rough with you, —whenever he gritted his teeth when you circled your needy tongue over his girth—, that was way too big in the first place. Or whenever his body shivered and tightened once you shoot your eyes up at his gaze, watching him from under your lashes with all of his thick seed spilling out from the corners of your lips. Zhongli was sure he wouldn’t be that stressed after you were done with sucking him off so fucking nicely.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗗𝗜𝗟𝗨𝗖

Diluc was a busy man, as everyone knew by now. Yet even he had his needs that needed to be satisfied but none other than yourself. He was currently sitting on his leather chair that was located in his office. It was cold and the lights were dim yet here you were sheathed in between his thighs, sucking him off while kneading his balls with your warm hands. He missed that feeling so much, couldn’t remember the last time you went down on him like that. You breathed deeply from the man groaning above you, couldn’t help it but rub together your thighs too because of the sinful sounds he‘d always voice clearly from past his lips. "keep going." the lust in his voice was unable to be ignored, all he wanted was to spill his seed deep inside of you while also continuing to fuck you in a brutal pace.

Diluc bit back a moan before snapping his hips forward to meet your pace half way, finding refuge against your scalp to guide you over his cock now and haltering his movements once his pubic hair tickled your nose, musky scent filling your nostrils while you hiccuped from his girth. Everything felt so warm, so wet and sinful inside of your mouth, —he figured—, almost being reluctant to become addicted to the feeling you inflicted on him right now.

Your innocent eyes were watching him through underneath your brows, eyelashes stained with warm tears that ever so escaped your eyes, coating your cheeks in the process. It didn’t matter how often you’d suck him off, it’ll always strain your throat in the beginning, he was so fucking big it wasn’t fair. Your eyes squeezed shut as he continued to fuck your throat like a toy, throwing his head back to feel you clench around his swollen tip. Diluc was sure after he spilled this seed deep inside of you, he’d be able to work more efficiently later on … or maybe he’ll actually spread you on his desk to fuck you for being such a good baby for him, he still needs to decide but ultimately goes for the latter.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗖𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗢

If arlecchino decided to grace you with her body, she’d always go slow. Carefully exposing her figure for you, clothes dropping down the floor while she advanced towards your figure. For her, it wasn’t a choice, —but she needed to be in control—, wouldn’t want it any other way. It was always a matter of how you acted towards her as well though, not to mention that today in particular you weren’t obedient at all. Seemingly being bratty in front of her subordinates made her blood boil once she stood before you, a strap-on connected with her body which appeared sinfully and decorated her hips, reaching over to the soft curve of her ass. Archons, how you wanted to touch her right now, feel her up but arlecchino wasn’t in for it today.

Instead she advanced over to your face, prying open your mouth with her thumb to push herself inside of your warm mouth. It was way too big, you were desperately trying to spread your lips further before rolling your eyes back at the pleasure. "there isn’t a reason for me to play nice today." She’s calm with her voice, repeatedly prodding her tip over your throat to tease you, "right?" You groaned and looked up at her through half-lidded eyes, lashes fluttering innocently at her but she wasn’t showing any signs of actually being gentle with you now.

At this point you were looking like a mess, make-up smushed over your face while she was throat fucking you so sinfully with her strap on, couldn’t help it but focus on every little whine that escaped past your mouth, if something other than your saliva was able to escape in the first place. Arlecchino continued to fuck into you roughly, each time making sure she’d grind herself harder against your throat and not stopping until you were a whining begging mess for her, apologizing for being so fucking bratty earlier.

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𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇

yakuza boss!Gojo Satoru x f!reader

genre. romance, smut

s. after inheriting your family pastry shop, the troubles begin. who would have thought that the boss of such a dangerous organization would have a sweet tooth, and not only for sweets

cw. big dick!Gojo, size kink, fingerfucking, oral, creampie, mating press, full nelson, squirting, mirror sex - not a mirror but a window, praise, manhandling, doggy | wc. 6k

cw. yakuza!boss Toji, blackmail, noncon groping + kissing — Toji makes a short appearance, he is a rival of Satoru from another yakuza gang

an. Gojo falls hard — rbs + coms are appreciated — m.list

How did things turn out this way?

When grandpa was running the bakery everything was going well. Business was good, customers were always satisfied, and in just a few years he had made a name for himself. They called him ‘the King of Cakes’.

Then he was taken away by old age. The man who had raised you after the death of your parents, the man who had taken care of you, who had taught you the art of baking was suddenly gone.

Toraya Bakery had been his dream since he was a child. Once you got old enough he asked you to join and help him, he knew you were talented, maybe even more than him, but now that it’s in your hands you’re shattering it all. All his efforts are just falling on deaf ears.

A few weeks after grandpa’s death a large chain of dessert stores opened not far from your bakery. Even the most loyal customers had stopped showing up and you, in order to pay for the goods and the bills, had to take out a loan and now not even that loan can be paid off.

“I’m so sorry grandpa” you sob with documents of the last month’s payments in your hand, sitting at an empty table in the store.

Not a single customer came in today either. Yet the presentations at the windows are nice, they are the same ones that your grandpa taught you to set up. The flavor of the pastries is the same one you grew up with and learned to make, so what’s wrong?

While you are lost in your thoughts the bell that warns of the arrival of customers rings. The man who walks in looks completely out of place in your store.

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