Life Is So Much Better When U Stop Hyperanalysing Urself And Realise U Can’t Hate Urself Into Being

I am so wet. Like WET. Oh my goodness I actually feel so dirty rn I LIKE IT.

I AM FEELING SO MUCH RN UGH😋😛🤣

May I request NSFW Benkei or Angry, them losing their virginity to you and you losing yours to them? If not it's totally ok!

Doing Benkei because he's my baby daddyyyyyy

Wipe Me Down: Keizo Arashi x Fem!Reader

wc: 2.1K

tw: NSFW

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Your claim to fame is being the only woman who's known Benkei the longest (besides his mother, of course). You knew him even before he was Redcliff and just some small-time hustler in the area that was affiliated with Ragnarok.

And it isn't much, but it's enough to garner respect from those who do know your status in Benkei's life as his one and only woman. He's not one to fuck around, and he expects the same from you. Even though the conditions around your first meeting are still a little muddled, you like to think about it from time to time, musing on how lucky you got to meet the man of your dreams.

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6 Years Earlier

"Do you even know what's in that?"

Your friend is shouting in your ear over the music, but you pretend not to hear her as you sway your hips back and forth, relishing in the feeling of being free.

You're free from school, final exams, thoughts of graduation... everything. And the house party you're at is themed as such, with "free" being the word of the evening. Everyone is dressed scantily, and you're no exception with your tight jeans and crop top hovering above your midriff. Your right hand is holding a red solo cup filled with alcohol, and the other is snapping to the hip-hop drifting through the air.

Yoru eyes are closed, but they drift open from time to time, catching the eyes of strangers watching you dance with the others on the floor. Some eyes are scrutinizing your display, others are observing it with mild curiosity. But the eyes you find locked onto your figure every time you look their way are full of unbridled and unabashed lust. They belong to another stranger, and you invite him over with your body, eyes drifting from his braided hair to his muscled chest.

"Okay," your friend begins, interrupting your staring. "I'm sensing a major hottie at six o'clock."

Your eyes scan the room, then notice a blonde-haired fellow with an earring dangling from his ear, inching toward you and your friend's position on the dance floor.

"Do we go or stay put?" you ask, trying to avoid his gaze.

"Stay put," your friend answer softly. "He looks like a chaser, too."

Your eyes glance from the man trying to weave his way through the crowd and the other man sitting with his legs splayed on the couch, trying to determine your best cause of action. If you stay put, you might have to wing-woman. If you move away, you might lose sight of the other guy in the corner and maybe miss your shot.

You or your friend?

"You girls look like you're having a lot of fun..." The blonde man is right next to your friend, his purple eyes glowing in the neon lowlights. "Mind if I join?"

"Hey, little sis," you hear behind you, and you turn to face the man with the braids in his hair approaching both of you with his hands in his pockets. "You ready to go?"

You open your mouth to reply, but the bigger one looks at your friend, blinking. Oh. Uh-oh.

"Um..." your friend stammers a response, then settles for: "I actually want to stay for a while longer. You can go if you want." The man with the braids nods then looks down at you.

"You know where the drinks are?"

You cast a glance back at your friend, who's pointing away with her index finger at her side. Then she mouths "go" as the blonde pulls her close, his lips pressing against her neck.

You turn back to the tall man, then smile.

"Uh, yeah. Right this way."

You both know where the drinks are, the man is just trying to get you away from the situation that is your friend and the guy that literally appeared like a ghost a moment before.

"You're a damn good friend," he mutters, tipping his cup up and finishing his tequila. "That guy's not really my vibe. I would've definitely cockblocked."

"He seems fine," you offer, sitting next to him on the stairs with your drink. "I mean, what twenty-something guy doesn't seem a little weird?"

"So I seem weird to you?" The question throws you off, and you look over at the man, gulping.

"No, I just meant..." His eyes focus on yours, and his brows furrow. "I meant..."

The man laughs, putting his arm around you and pulling you close. "I'm messing with you. You're cute when you're flustered." Your cheeks warm up as you look away, feeling the man's fingers caress your bare skin. "What's your name?" he whispers in your ear, and you shiver even though it's not cold.

"Y/n. Yours?"

"Keizo."

You don't really get past names once you're making out on the steps, your hands sliding down his chest and resting on his stomach. His fingers cup your chin, bringing it up a little so he can run his tongue over your bottom lip before stopping, then kissing down your jaw and to your neck.

"Hah..." Your breath escapes you in gasps, and Keizo chuckles, sucking at your skin while his hands slide down to your shoulders. His mouth latches onto your skin briefly before letting go, no doubt bringing the blood to the surface.

"God, it's loud," the giant mutters, looking over your shoulder. "Mind going somewhere quieter?"

"I don't mind."

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You didn't realize somewhere quieter meant the bedroom upstairs. Keizo is beneath you, hands tangled in your hair while you kiss and your breaths become more labored with the burden of the tension. Hands hold your hips as he grinds his erection into you from below, swiping his tongue wherever it can go. Yous silently thank fortune that you came without a bra and that your nipples are pebbled enough to feel through the thin crop top you call clothing.

"What brought you here to the party?" you gasp between kisses. "Never seen you around here before."

"Friends wanted to rent the house out for the evening," he explains. "Thought I would do them a favor."

This favor is paying off, you think. It's only a matter of time before you're half-naked and Keizo is stripping himself out of his clothes, panting softly while you exchange feverish kisses. When he's down to his boxers, you can fully see the array of tattoos coursing around his chest and arms. They're like a piece of art splayed all over his body, and you want to drink every detail in when you awaken the next morning.

"Pretty girl..." he murmurs in your ear. "I want to feel you around me." You pause.

This would be your first time.

And yes, you're attracted to Keizo - and consenting - but the thought is daunting.

"I..." Keizo notices your hesitation and swallows hard, his fingers smoothing up and down your bare arms.

"Tell me. I can always put my clothes back on," he chuckles, showing his dimples. "No pressure."

"I'm still a virgin," you blurt, biting your bottom lip. Keizo tilts your chin up, searching your eyes briefly before replying:

"I am, too." You frown.

"But you're---"

"Just because I'm in Ragnarok doesn't mean I'm a womanizer," he interrupts. "I've had my eye on you since you walked in here. And I have to admit, I'm not disappointed by what I see." You smile shyly, then rest on his chest.

"Love at first sight? For a gang member?"

"Maybe lust at first sight," he corrects you. "But I do want to know more about you now." You lean forward to kiss him, and he tucks a few strands of hair behind your ear, using one hand to pull you on top of him again and sink your hips down on his clothed erection. "I want you to touch it, princess."

Your fingers slip past his waistband and find the cock there with ease, rubbing along the shaft slowly while you take in the size. It's hefty, but not too much to scare you away, and Keizo helps you with guidance, like licking and sucking to his liking, but then he flips you onto your back and tosses your legs up. Keizo parts them and instantly attacks your core, tongue flicking while he moans gently.

You jerk at first but then relax into his power and skill. Giving over your control to a man you've barely known for a day is enough to make you wonder if you've been missing this - this affection, this passion, this... deviancy.

"Keizo," you moan, running your hands over his braided head. His eyes flick up to yours and you swear you feel him smile then dig deeper into your core with his tongue. Your toes curl as he gives you the sensations you've so desperately wanted to feel since you walked into this dark bedroom. Your grind your hips against his face, and Keizo grunts, gripping your legs with his hands as if to encourage you.

You love it. The hulking man brings you closer and closer to a climax, his tongue searching your spots for the one that'll be just right...

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." you gasp, legs trembling as you let loose. "I'm--"

Keizo reaches a hand down to his cock, pumping it as you cum and shake. All because of him; this is his doing.

After a few kitten licks at your core, he raises up, still stroking his rock hard cock. He produces a condom from somewhere, tearing the wrapper and sheathing himself with it.

"Want to try it, babe?" he wonders, tucking his bottom lip into his mouth. "You don't have to, but--"

"Yes," you pant, spreading your legs with your hands. "Yes, I do."

At first, he doesn't go in at all. He tries to enter you while you're on your back, but instead, you find yourself on your side, leg slung over his hip while he teases your folds with his tip. And even though this moment should be a semi-serious one, you're both giggling like schoolchildren.

"You're plenty wet," Keizo murmurs, running his left hand over your hair. "Just really tight."

"Sorry," you mumble instinctively.

"Not a bad thing," he quickly replies. "Just something to notice."

In that next breath, you feel him slip past your entrance, his cockhead breeching your walls with slight force. Even with the condom on, you can feel the veins, the brief stretching, the way his dick jumps a little when you inhale.

"Oh," you gasp, fingers gripping his bicep tight. "Oh my gosh." Keizo's breath hitches as he pumps into you slowly, working himself past your tightness and into even more pleasure.

"Holy fucking shit," the man hisses once he's halfway inside of you. "S-stop moving, baby. Can't take it." Your walls stop fluttering around his cock, and he lets go of his breath, shuddering as he moves inside of you once more. "Let me just..." Keizo pauses, sweat dotting his forehead. "I'm trying so hard not to cum."

"It's okay," you whisper back, eyes half closed. "Take your time."

Half an hour later, your chest is pressed into the bed, and Keizo is rocking himself slowly in and out of you at the same pace he started at. His cock is fully inside of you, stroking your walls and filling you up with as much cock as you can take.

"Mmmm." Your hands grip the sheets and the man behind you leans over your body, kissing your cheek.

"Tell me how it feels."

"Feels good," you moan, bucking your hips back. "Just like that..."

"Careful," he breathes, which sounds more like a whine than anything else. "I'm close..." You reach your hand down to rub at your clit, but it seems this is exactly what Keizo needs to tip him over the edge. "Oh fuck," he whines, hands sliding form your hips to your breatss as he raises up, your body flush against his as he cums. You have to admit, Keizo is a loud cummer. And the force of his orgasm startles you, almost to the point of bringing about your second climax.

When he's done with you, he lays you on the bed, slipping himself from between your legs and placing a tender kiss on your cheek.

"How was that for your first time?" Keizo wonders softly.

"Amazing," you reply, looking up at him and grinning. "You?"

"Felt like heaven." You fall asleep to the sounds of thumping music and drunken laughter, while you're held in arms that are soft enough to soothe your racing heart.

Help i still can't get over that Gudussy moment😦

Think: SUNDRESS MISHAPS

Surely the Izana can contain himself when you give them a warm hug. Nipples so see through and get hard under this boiling weather? Izana thought to himself. He deeply respects you. Enough to steal bits of your intimate clothing and feverishly splash his essence all over them every night. Don’t blame him when you have him feeling all sweaty after you bend over to swiftly dust off your dress. Back so arched up, your cute plump ass just waiting to get slapped and stained with his cum. God you’re so sexy, jus wanna explore the depths of your tight pussy and have your spit collide with mine for more stimulation, fuck you slow speed it up, watching your hands clench onto the sheets begging for more attention, more power, more erratic thrusts and care. Fuck he’s going to shoot blanks by the time he’s done with your minx self. Bet you like seeing me this riled up don’t you. Baby the things you do to me will ruin me one day, how good can you get in bed? Are shy or hungry? You bratty? Whips? Passionate? Fuck I’m going wild jus wanna see that pretty pussy bounce and wrap around me so hard. You wanna squirm on me? Think you can take this dick? Go on lemme see you. Fuck me good and ride me to the brink of overdrive. Damn-

“You think I won’t have you squirting right now fucking minx?” Silence. All that was heard was silence. Well other than life continuing outside of the Range Rover both of you were in and his breathing going fucking mad cause ain’t no way Izana just thought out loud. The split realisation his brain had received was enough to have his already flustered cheeks turn a shade deeper in embarrassment. Ain’t no fuckin way.

“Izana”

“ Uh- fuck yeah?”

“Do my tits look alright? Not sure about this dress I picked out”

Are you fucking serious? Did you not just hear him mutter such filth? And tits? You can’t be serious.

“Iza… what’s wrong? Do I look awful in this dress?” You reached your hand out as always to lock with his without any clue on how misleading this looks. Your hardened nipples, soft fingers grazing his thumb for support and your intoxicating scent makes Izana think you really do this for sport. Torturing him into submission.

“Nah bae you look good, always I promise” took a lot for him to say that. When you look this fuckable. Genuinely complimenting you, he scanned your face but failed cause of those lips. Glossy, plumped cherry scented lips just waiting for his greedy dick to ram your throat. The type to like it rough but looks so put together, he digs that. Or just you.

“Really? I knew that was jus fucking witcha! But thank you! Now there was a cute purse I caught scrolling through my pins..” you rambled and rambled but all Iza heard was “throat me daddy I’ll take it”. God the things you do to him.

To be gagging on their dick and crying out anthems on a cock🥺😩💔

I'm too horny but I love it its healing

What's not healing is how hakkai isn't balls deep in me like bitch I get you are shy but I can slut you out through text don't play me😒

bae i need kazu x bimbo!reader😭

KAZUTORA X BIMBO READER

He's so handsome you can't stop staring at him. Bruh, how did he land YOU? This relationship is like the honeymoon phase tbh Kazutora is super new to commitment and I wouldn't be suprised if he was whoring around and breaking hearts before he met you. Kazu baby was just so superficial and still in a dark place until he came across an ugly laugh behind him at the train station. He looked back to see who growled like that until a blasting scent of Hypnotic Poison by Dior wafts in the air yet clinging to you. He was frozen. Glitching. How are you so sexy.

Ngl he wanted to fuck first reaction cause damn. Slipped in his digits and went his way. You never picked up. Forgetfulness lol. But but y'all did meet up however dick wasn't your interest with that new Birkin bag launch party downtown. In his eyes you chat, whine, cry and complain about the smallest of things but he legit can't stop being around you after that day. You two explore alot together and it keeps y'all fresh and high up in the clouds. Not to mention the seductive and romantic gestures Kazu pulls time to time to either completely fluster you or turn you tf on. It's a healing relationship but so much passion, lust, adventure, laughter (he LOVES YOUR UGLY LAUGH).

The type to legit wake up at 4am to ride bikes but you tell him to fuck off cause 4am?! Excuse you. He carries you bridal style to the beach while sleeping with blankets and all and you legit wake up startled. Cute asf but no💓.

Now he's a complete different person with sex. He just- knows what he's doing. Doesn't care if it's outside or infront of the naimals i nthe pet shop, he'll make it feel like your first time every. minute. hour. second. He has stamina. Not afraid to moan like a whore he is. He loves your thighs and titties too much to a point where titty and thugh fucking is a tradition. Into edging and alot of dirty talking. He can get jealous. Like fucking you raw, fingers slowly caressing yet pinching on that sensitive bundle delivering you those familiar warm electric currents through your nervous system, heavy curses and moans shooting out of your plump, spit moisturized lips. Breathing so erratically as his chest heaves up and down you gazes into your soul spitting out profanities with hands around your neck building up that pressure ensuring you releasing as quick with the way you're shaking

"baby-fuck oh my fuck oh shit just like that"

"You're such a slut for me"

"I can never get enough of your warm swollen cunt, squeezing me so well you look so cum worthy"

"that's my baby look at you" *caresses cheeks*

"Fucking hell you're all mine? I'm so fuckin-ugh close dove rn keep going oh shit"

" you're so hot I'm getting turned on just by the sight of you"

Did I mention he moans alot? He has a thing for hickeys below your asscheeks and underboobs and loves seeing you dress up for him. Might even explore with others like Chifuyu honestly. Lucky.

".. right cookie?"

TO BE CONTINUED

Me hungry me want cock now👁️.👁️

As we all know satoru has a sweet tooth right?

Imagine him accidentally? or more like mindlessly eating 'that' chocolate you stored in the fridge, which unbeknownst to him is an 'aphrodisiac' and is supposed to be your prank gift to ur friend. And the consequences 😩

curiosity...fucked satoru? | GOJO. S

c.w: switch! satoru, fem!reader, dirty talk, riding, cursing, consumption of an aphordisiac chocolate.

note: happy kinktober to my satoru fuckers<3

"what's the matter, toru? you're acting a bit...off."

there was a certain vibe in the house whenever satoru was around. loud, random videos playing with the audio half cut off because he is scrolling too fast. but there wasn't any of that when you woke up from your nap, instead, your boyfriend was lying on the couch with his arm over his face.

"I don't know, I think I'm sick," he sounds so out of breath and your frown deepens as you sit on the little bit of space left on the couch. your hand naturally rests under his shirt to trace his stomach--perhaps he had something that gave him a tummy ache?

but the way satoru flinches at your touch--or rather shudders has you staring at him weirdly as his hand grabs your wrist almost as though fire has come in contact with his skin.

"you're...hot, satoru do you have a fever?" your hand goes up to his arm to remove it from his face and his pale face was flushed a deep red color. there were sweat beads trickling down the side of his face, red and swollen lips that were wet from how much he was licking them. something was wrong.

"what did you do?" you whisper in concern and the groan he lets out at how soft your voice sounds before pushing you away further has you in a deeper state of confusion.

"I don't know--fuck, please--" he whines and the hand that once pushed you away was now pulling you closer to him.

"touch me, I am so fucking hard it's so painful," his hand shamelessly rests your own on top of his bulge anf you're surprised at how rock solid it is.

"you... you want me to suck you off?"

"fuck, none of that shit," his hand pulls at your shirt. "need you to ride me, come on baby I need to feel that pussy around me," the way in which he pushes his pants down and his cock hits his stomach, the way he ushers you to get on top of him--you don't even need him to prep you, you were already soaked at this rare sight of needy gojo satoru.

"yeah...I can do that," you whisper to yourself and first start to grind over his cock. your clit bruhses over the tip of his sensitive dick and almost cries out at the contact. your hands rest on his chest and you push up his shirt. leaning down, your lips make contact with his chest and he swore he saw heaven for a bit.

"you're so sensitive, satoru," you whisper against his chest.

"f-fuck, I need you," he gasps when you bite at his skin. "I fucking need you, do something--!"

you push his cock past your folds, your thighs holding you up before sinking down on him and the look on your boyfriend's face could only be described as one of bliss. his jaw goes slack at the contact, fingers twitching and unsure of what to hold onto before settling on your hips and you start to bounce on him.

"shit--shit--! fuck, oh my god," a series of profanities find their way out of his red lips the more you bounce on his cock, the fucked out look on his face along with how pliable he was underneath you were enough motivation for you to go harder.

satoru has to grib onto the couch for a moment when you slow down to take him deeper inside you. he feels your arousal trickling down his balls, the sound of your ass smacking against his thighs and the wetness--fuck, his eyes roll to the back of his head.

his body feels hot, his veins feel as though they are about to burst with the intense euphoria--he remembers when he first felt like this, when he first touched himself as a teenager, when he discovered what masturbation was. he feels embarrassed, the noises spilling out of his mouth were pornographic, but he couldn't stop staring at you.

you looked godly--his savior, your pussy was quenching his thirst, you were giving him this gift of riding him within an inch of his life and god he was so grateful for it--for you.

"come on baby, come on," you whisper to him and he isn't used to this, he isn't used to being guided to his orgasm first. but he can't focus, he can't think of anything else--he's lost control over his voice and he feels himself tip over the edge of an orgasm.

he comes crashing down in violent waves, his hips bucking up and fucking up into you desperately, asking for more. he thanks you over and over again and the grip that he has over your hips is harsh but you could care less when you have him looking this disheveled.

"more, need more," he is mumbling to himself as he pushes you off of him and you notice that his dick is still hard.

"wait satoru--!"

"oh baby, oh fuck baby," he sits up and pulls you closer to him. your chests are pressed against one another and you don't have time to brace yourself for the hard and fast thrusts that he gives you.

gojo was an unstoppable force. whatever triggered this must've been too much because he was panting, burying his face in your chest and groaning about how delicious your pussy is.

"fucking pussy taking me so well, fuuuck you're so wet, just listen to yourself," his hand comes up to the back of your head and he grips a bit of your hair. the submissive side of him was long gone, tossed out of the window and replaced with a satoru that knew what he wanted, and was going to get it (or give it to you) even if it made him pass out.

"your hear that? pussy sounds so delicious, she's begging for my mouth--would you like that?" you can't even respond, moans and cries mixing up together because your own orgasm was approaching.

"oh yeah baby, you would like that. you've always liked my mouth sucking on that clit--shit, I'm so close," he is a blabbering mess at this point, mouth attached to your neck. your walls flutter around him and you feel him fuck up into you a bit more before you cum around him with a loud cry.

your body shivers and shudders on top of him, hands gripping onto his shoulders as you come face to face with the man fucking you stupid. he doesn't pull out his cock, keeps it buried inside of you and he apologizes.

"what for?" you question out of breath and feel him thrust up into you again.

"I ate that chocolate in the fridge," you gasp. "need to apologize to you properly."

his apology was going to take a while.

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Haitani brothers catch you praciting yoga infront of Bonten members to cure your back pain from kinda slouching all week

Ran Haitani - do you want an aggressive fucking? Go do that somewhere else hun. He'll literally pull your pants down and ravish you in that child pose the fuck you think this is. He has never felt so disrespected like that and Rindou is his brother lmao. Fucking shut up and suck his 9 inch or go vegetarian for a month, your call. Okay but he'll leave hickeys on your thighs, THOSE WARM ASS DROOL EYE ROLL TO THE CRANIUM ONES under your breasts, and thigh fuck you?? He really loves your thighs babe congrats. And your lips cause he keeps suckling as if it were your clit. Alot of french kissing and spanking in between but make it hot like the movies.

"Go on do that pose again you bitch what else do you have in store for the whole crew"

"Accidental? Who fucking splits their legs in the air accidentally?"

"you felt nelgected by my dick didn't you? Don't worry bunny gonna make you feel so exhausted and breathless after this"

Wears lots chains on purpose to fuck cause of the sound it creates.

He's in your guts love he reaching places that you thought weren't possible to attain. A literal succubi. Leaves you dick hungry and pleading for more. At this point let everyone watch your pussy juice splatter on the table, who cares if some landed on Koko and Kaku. Alot more surprising with how Kaku stared dead at you and licked your juices with much pleasure and taste treating it like it's a Michelin dish.

Rindou Haitani - see he was trying to be calm and collected but not when you are in a mating press your pussy pattern is literally making him rock hard. The type to rip open spandex shorts like it's paper. This man will fuck you so good omg you'll be pleading for more rounds dear. I'm even suprised with how you are able to walk after that hon. He's so quick you didn't even see it coming. Actually cause wth you went to fetch water, now why are your lips producing its own water from the rough makeout session and fingers by your clit? Look, do whatever but such poses? With those leggings that shape up your pussy detail by detail? Nah. He's so animalistic it's sexy. Imagine veins on his v-line while he raw dogs you from the back, cute ass arched and jiggly from the repeated barbabic force against his pelvis. Sweat is rolling down his rock hard abs, pretty moans out and about with a cherry top of eyes rolling back.

"cmon oh shit-you giving out *sigh* now? can't keep the same fuck- energy as you did back there? Hm? "

"r-rin my back was aching I-"

"no one stretches in a skirt you whore" "what gonna cry now? Dry those tears up and turn around"

hi~ I'm so sorry to disturb you..I wanted to know if you're doing fine because you haven't been online for some time. I just want to know if you're alright... please take care ❤️

love you

TW/// Life got hands damn.

You are an angel, I really love you. I’m not kidding or saying it just because, I’m saying that because you took your time to check up on me. I love you very much. I hope all is okay on your end babe❤️❤️💕

Hey my love. First of all, it’s November and I’m replying now cause my notifications are off or it’s mainly announcements. I have been caught up with life and I don’t know really, I try my best not to bring my issues on here, this is my escape place for when things get tricky in my life.

Series of up and downs this year but I survived, still feeling a bit down but I think it’s seasonal depression or something like that not sure. I do have plans to do on this acc!!! I MISS MY HORNY BIMBOS AND MY SERIES THIS PAGE IS DEDICATED TO THE SLUTS AND THE PINK LOVERS AND THE LOVER GIRLS TOO. IT IS A PLACE OF LOVE AND LUST FROM THE TOKYO REVENGER MASTERS TO YALL😆🎉💕

My pussy ain't the only thing that's wet cause HOT TEARS OF OVERWHELMED SEXUAL FRUSTRATION IS EXITING MY EYES I'M SO TIRED I NEED A GOOD DICK DOWN DRAKEN PLEASE. 😭

𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 - 𝐫𝐲𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐧

genre: nsfw 18+

pairing: soft dom! draken x female reader

wordcount: 1.5k

tags/warnings: soft manhandling(?), light marking, praise

overview: comforting a stressed draken turns to filth

song reference

3am, dead of night, but the spot beside you in bed is empty. cold and untouched, you realise, as your fingers reach out to brush over the neatly folded blanket. sighing to yourself, you fix your hair and face, slapping the fatigue from your foggy mind with a gentle clap to your cheeks while your feet make contact with the cushiony carpet.

you’re barely more than a ghost as you sneak through your apartment until you hear the quiet noises in your living room coming from the tv.

draken sits cross-legged on the floor, a fingertip circling around the rim of his beer can with his mind stuck on places anywhere but your home.

the arms snaking around his shoulders jostle him awake; body stiff with his hands around your wrists to nearly tug you off until he remembers it’s just you.

“what are you doing awake at this hour?” draken murmurs in defeat, shoulders still tense despite your comforting touch.

you nuzzle into his nape, placing a soft kiss on the spot and hum quietly. “i could ask you the same. i woke up and did not have your body squishing me.”

draken pats your lower arm, running his fingers up and down your arms before replying. “there was something i had to do today, sorry.”

“with brahman again?”

“don’t worry your pretty head about it, okay?” he quickly interrupts, head falling back against your shoulder for his eyes to meet your gaze, silently pleading you to let the topic drop.

in return, he feels you hug him tighter. hiding your face behind his shoulder while your body presses against his—leaving him aware of your tits squished against his back and your hot breath fanning his neck.

“okay.” your mellow voice rings against his skin before you pepper kisses over his neck, slow and controlled to not overwhelm him.

your hands got curious a long time ago and started travelling; kneading his shoulders until you feel a shift in his posture. only then do you let your fingers run down his back, thumbs pressuring the spots he usually activates on your body whenever you’re stressed, and finally dip beneath his shirt.

“ken,” you whisper ever so softly, even nudging his cheek with the tip of your nose to gain his attention. yet he seems a little too relaxed to hear you. his body leans against yours, causing you struggle to hold yourself up. “baby?” you murmur.

but the man can only focus on your fingers, how they snake around his waist to have your nails scratch over his abs until you meet the waistband of his pants.

draken bites back a groan, only acknowledging your touches with a smirk before his own fingers wrap around your wrist and force you to halt. “what you think you’re doing? you suddenly turned into my little seductress?”

you giggle and hum, kissing his cheek and resting your palm just inches away from the growing bulge in his pants. “‘s uncomfortable on the floor.”

“that so?” draken mumbles, while manoeuvring your hand further down until he can free himself from you hug and get up.

now seated on your couch and pulling you in his lap, his hands find purchase on the back of your thighs to pull you forward. “is that better for my spoiled girl?”

you already lean in, greedy for his lips, with your own hands resting on his chest, fingers holding onto his shirt. “ken,” you attempt once more, mouth moments away from his. looking into his eyes you see a spark of curiosity hidden in those dark orbs, intrigued to find out what you want from him. “use me.” you complete, lips finding purchase on his as you kiss him deeply. fingers drawing over his body, hips adjusting until you feel his cock against you.

he moans into your mouth, grabbing your hips to guide your body and have you grind down on his erection.

“you don’t have to talk to me. but you can use me as a stress relief, you know?” you admit when your lips travel to suck on his neck, nipping on his skin just to egg him on.

draken’s hips buck against yours upon your words, hands holding your body down as he seeks further penetration. “take your clothes off, baby.”

excitement pools in your stomach over his dominant tone and you obey, quickly ridding yourself of your shirt to expose your body to his. thank the gods you only sleep in his shirts.

you feel calloused hands travel over the expanse of your body, along your waistline before cupping your tits. nipples perked from the cool temperature of the room, perfect for his lips and fingertips to use and play with while looking up to meet your stare.

draken notes how you still look so bashful, like it’s your first time with him—adorable.

just as adorable are your soft moans. your fingers thread through his ponytail and loosen the tie, while your grinding brings more and more discomfort to his strained cock.

he helps you lift your body off his lap for draken to pull down his confinements, finally freeing himself from his pants. pre-cum leaking from the tip of his heavy cock as it rests in his palm, slowly stroking himself while his ragged breath fans over your moistened lips.

with your ass on full display for the chilly temperatures, you feel the cool air on your drenched panties. he really gets you going, doesn't he? it causes your cheeks to grow hot and you hide your face in draken’s neck as embarrassment floods your system, successfully drowning your moans once his long digits trail over your inner thighs.

a tease; he is teasing your body. slapping the subtle flesh of your thigh gently to hear you whimper until his fingertips press against your clit and roam over your slit—all to realise how ruined your panties really are.

“good girl.” draken's quiet praise has you moan, hips pushing against his fingers for further friction; which he sadly won’t provide. instead your panties are ripped off, fabric snapped against your figure and under draken’s vigour.

“ken!” you yelp.

yet he chuckles, only bothering to hum as he decorates your shoulder in kisses. a hand on your hip guides you down until you feel the delicious tip of his cock against your folds. your eyes widen a little in surprise; usually it’s all about working you open, getting you ready and desperate, nearly begging, to have him fuck you.

but now you feel your eager cunt welcome him inside as you lower your hips, moaning over the stretch his girth provides.

and he marvels at the sight of you. how you perfectly arch your back—having everything he claims as his on full display for his eyes alone. he loves the little crease to your brows and your kiss-swollen lips with the struggle of taking him written all over your beautiful features.

draken’s hands ghost over your thighs, comforting your body with his touch while he watches himself disappear more with every roll of your hips. “doing so well for me, hm?”

and you are. you got to give yourself credit once you finally have him all the way inside your fluttering walls, lifting your hips slightly to coat him furthermore in your juices. you already look like a mess just from working yourself open on his cock, panting and grinning proudly as you lean down to kiss ken.

your lips move against another, as gentle as his hands which caress your sides until his fingers grab around your hips and guide your body. the clenching of your cunt is delicious, something absolutely addicting—especially when you’re on top. so he brings you to circle your hips, have you grind down on him and make every move as rewarding as possible for you both.

your arms are around his shoulders, holding onto him for support once he helps you lift off his lap only to have you bounce back down. watching your tits jump, listening to your shaky moans, and feeling your cunt constricting around his girth.

“you look so fucking pretty, baby.” draken pants, grin to his lips as he is ever so confident.

especially so whenever you shake your head to his praise, a defeated whimper, all you can forge out of your cock-hungry mind while he continues to have you bounce in his lap.

until you’re being pulled forward and feel the warmth of draken’s mouth encase your right nipple, his tongue teasing, while you grind down on him once more. overwhelming you with the stimulation given while the tremble and ache to your legs gets more and more apparent.

you moan his name, nails scratching his chest as his strength keeps your back arched and cunt pressed down against his pelvis. leaving you open for his cock to push all the right buttons inside your soft walls while you're struggling to keep yourself up.

“use me,” draken repeats quietly, whispering your previous words once his kisses travel from your tits up to your ear.

and so he does. holding your hips in place for him to fuck into you relentlessly, pushing your tired body over its limits until you crumble and drop against his chest, moaning into draken’s neck while his fingertips dig into the soft flesh of your ass.

you feel his cock throb inside you. cunt clenching around its girth as he pumps you full of his seed, coating your walls in white sticky fluid, but never forgetting about your own pleasure. draken’s fingers circle your clit while you already sob and moan for him, shivering over the beautiful feeling once you finally tumble over the edge and fall apart on his cock.

his strong arms wrap around your tired figure, holding you close in his embrace while you both come down from your highs; bodies entangled and unwilling to let go of another.