Urahara Nsfw Hc?

urahara nsfw hc? 😽

Anything for Urahara <3

Y'all already know this man is a straight up pervert.

I definitely think he owns all the sex toys that exist and loves to experiment with you.

He'll even make his own toys and use them on your or to use on himself.

Kisuke loves it when you sit on his face so his tongue can work on your clit with ease.

He will start to give you innocent massages until his hands start to slip to places where they shouldn't be.

Calls you good girl a lot and will praise you even once in awhile.

THIGHSSSSSS THIGHSSSS AND THIGHSS.

Kisuke loves your goddamn thighs so much, he would love to suffocate in them.

He loves the way your flesh starts to spill out from his fingers as he grips your thighs when you sitting above his face.

When he's deep inside of you, he loves to giggle like a highschool girl and make bad jokes.

You're never not laughing.

Kisuke will start to drool if you take control and start to ride him.

He just takes it all in and smiles like he's high off of you (he probably is or just high in general)

He's fond of sleepy sex and cockwarming.

Loves to wake you up by eating you out with one of your legs hooked over his shoulder.

Would rather give than receive, but Kisuke's so down for you suffocating on his cock.

Kisuke will even grab onto your head to steady himself when he's moaning and is getting closer.

Almost cums when you scream out his name and he did one time.

He rarely ever is face to face to you when having sex, but he'll always have his arms around you or his face nuzzled into your neck.

Kisuke just loves the absolute shit out of you and would do anything to pleasure you.

𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕞𝕒𝕤 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟙𝟚

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sʜɪɴᴊɪ x ꜰᴇᴍ! Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ & ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: ᴍᴅɴɪ 18+, ʟᴀᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ᴛᴏʏs ) ᴠɪʙʀᴀᴛᴏʀ), ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴏʀsʜɪᴘ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ) ᴀ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ), ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇs, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ʙᴏᴅʏ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴄʏ, sʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴɢsᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ sǫᴜɪɴᴛ

ᴋɪɴᴋ ꜰᴏᴄᴜs: Lᴀᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴋɪɴᴋ & Tᴏʏs

ᴡᴄ:1ᴋ

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ’s ɴᴏᴛᴇs: ⵊ ᴡᴀs ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs, ʙᴜᴛ ⵊ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ. Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ Sʜɪɴᴊɪ’s ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ,s ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪs Sʜɪɴᴀᴍɪ

Shinji doesn’t know when it started, but it was probably after the birth of your daughter that he realized that he wanted a taste.

He knew that he had to give you time to heal and adjust once you both brought your daughter home and he had that self-control. But he realized it waived whenever you went to breastfeed your daughter. He found himself watching for a bit too long before looking away. He didn’t want to ask if it was weird, not needing the laughter or insults to annoy him.

He kept his comments to himself until he noticed how you started staring at your breast when you passed a mirror. They did grow from the pregnancy and he saw the new addition of stretch marks, but he didn’t think it would bother you.

When you both were finally able to have a small break, Shinji decided it was time to remind you that you were everything in his eyes. Shit, you managed to get a child out of him and he’s the happiest he’s been since. He had to do something.

So when he catches you in the morning, wearing a robe as you sipped some tea in the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around you, pressing kisses to your cheek, making you giggle. “ Yes, Shinji?”

“ I wanna do something for you since Shinami is with Kensei today.” Shinji started, gently sitting your mug down before having you face him. You noticed the semi-serious look he gave and it made you confused.

“ So what’s wrong then? You look upset.” You pointed out as he leaned in to kiss your forehead, softly grabbing your hand as he guided you up the steps. He stayed silent until you ended up in the bedroom and he guided you toward the mirror.

Shinji looked over your shoulder and stared at you through the mirror, “ You know I noticed how you stare at yourself now.” He felt your shoulders tense as he kept going, “ Doll, you know I find every part of you beautiful and it bothers me to see you look at yourself like that.”

You couldn’t hide the frown on your lips, knowing he caught your less-than-friendly gazes at your body. It wasn’t intentional, but you felt unfavorable about your body. “ It’s not on purpose, but my brain keeps making these things pop. I guess I’m not used to the stretch marks on my body now.”

“ Well, that’s why we have plenty of time today to remind you of how pretty you are, Doll. You gonna let me?” Shinji starts to toy with your robe before he watches you nod in the reflection.

He brought you over to the bed, kissing you deeply and you couldn’t help but get swept up in his lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling him push your robe to the side. His nimble fingers caress your body, whispering what he loves about it and you try to calm your fluttering heart.

His fingers were gentle between your legs, enjoying the hitch of your breath as he touched you. You and Shinji haven’t touched each other in so long, so finally feeling his touch after everything felt like heaven.

Shinji watches your chest heavy with his touches, letting his impulsive thoughts get to him as he moves down and sucks your nipple into his mouth.

You tried to warn him about your sensitivity, choking on your words as you felt your body react. Shinji hummed at the unfamiliar taste of the milk that he swallowed down at the same time his fingers pressed inside of you.

Shinji tried not to grind into your side, wanting to focus on you. But the feeling of his fingers inside your dripping cunt, the sound of your breath moans and the taste of the milk used to keep his child healthy. His senses were losing it.

He pulled his mouth away to come back up and kiss you, hand reaching up under the pillow for the gift he left for himself. You pulled away to look at him, laughing. “ When did you get that?”

He pulled the vibrator from under the pillow as he eyed the pink toy, “ Hid it there when I was making the bed.” You watched Shinji shed his clothes, watching his cock spring free as he moved closer. His cock rubs against your lips before you lock your leg on his hip, trying to pull him in. “ Don’t be a tease.” You whine and he can’t help but smile, complying and pressing himself inside.

He had to still for the both of you. It’s been too long and even he felt like he might not last, but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t take care of you first. He brought the vibrator to your clit, rubbing slow circles to coat it until he turned it on, making you buck. Shinji pulled out before thrusting in again, making you cry out. The blond leaned over your body, taking your nipple back into your mouth as he found a steady rhythm.

You were holding onto his head and Shinji would pull away ever so often to kiss your stretch marks and tell you how much he loved every part of you.

It’s not fair for him to talk to you so sweetly as his cock rubbing the special spots inside you that can drive you crazy. Your breasts leaked between your bodies as he picked up speed, Shinji trying to keep the vibrator perched at your clit the entire time. He groaned when you clenched around him when he changed the setting on the toy.

“Sh-Shinji!”

Shinji pulled his mouth off you with that grin of his, “ Go ahead, Doll. Let me see that pretty face when you cum for me again.”

It didn’t take much as Shinji helped you ride through your orgasm, the vibrator never stopping as you started to whine from the overstimulation before he pulled it away so you could catch your breath.

“ Doll, don’t think I’m done yet. I still have to remind you about how pretty you are now. So don’t fall asleep on me yet.” Shinji grins as he folds your body more with his cock still buried inside, knowing he has to make the most of his time before your daughter comes back home.

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It wasn’t easy to convince him to agree to this. In fact, you’re not sure if this is what he really wants or if he gave in just to get you to stop bringing it up every time you have sex.

SMUT — MINORS DNI

Even if that’s the case, how could you complain when he looks so pretty in the dimmed lights of the bedroom. Chest flushed, bottom lip between his teeth as he exhaled a shaky breath. His eyes aren’t on you, but on the toy around your waist. The one that’s diving deeper inside him, moving at an agonizing slow pace.

You giggle, reaching out to stroke his jaw. When your fingertips brush his chin, Minho looks up at you. Big, pretty eyes. Helplessness fills every corner of his gaze though he tries to hide it.

Maybe he didn’t really want it at first. But now, there’s no doubt he’ll be begging you for this again.

“Aw, what’s wrong, pretty?” You tease, a thumb on his bottom lip pulling down. Releasing it from his bite. The skin is punctured, dark red blood pearling on the sensitive surface. With your digit, you spread it across the expanse of the lip. Painting blood like lipstick. “Too much?”

Minho whimpers, shaking his head quickly. “N-no.”

“Not enough?”

Ah, that brings a nod from him. His hands come to your hips, nailing digging into the leather strap as he tries to bring you in closer. To have the thick dildo fill more of him up. The one he fought so hard against.

Your hand moves quickly from his chin, finding grip on his dark hard and yanking. Hard. Minho cries out, his cock twitching on his abs from the pain.

“Impatient.” You click your tongue, retracting your hips back. The toy slides until only the tip is inside of him. Nothing compared to what he so desperately needs. “Don’t be such a slut, or you won’t get my cock at all.”

You can see it. The fire hasn’t burned out in his eyes — a piece of him is still angry. That you would speak to him like this, that you would overpower him. That you would demean him by showing him how much he enjoys being pegged by you.

It’s cute. You like watching him suffer.

“Say sorry.” You coo, a cold hand wrapping around his cock. Minho shutters, the feeling of finally being touched enough to make him moan. Loud, deep.

“‘M sorry.” He gives in quickly his time, hands falling from your hips to show he means it. “I’m sorry, j-just please don’t stop touching me—“

“Oh? You like this?” Giving his cock one harsh, rough tug, Minho is verging on tears. It feels so good — your hands, the dildo. God, it’s all so good.

“So much.” He’s whining. You’ve never heard him make a sound like that before. Where’s all that dominance he brags about? Where’s the asshole who you can't stand outside the bedroom, the one who said he’d never kneel for anyone — especially you?

He’s the one begging beneath you so beautifully. It’s so nice to bring the untouchable down.

Humming, you roll your hips. Pushing the strap on deeper inside him. Slowly, the pace agony for him. You move until you’re so close to his spot that it brings tears to his eyes. Right there, you just need to move a little more—

“Do you want to cum?” You ask, rubbing a thumb up and down the vein of his cock.

Minho doesn’t hesitate, nodding quickly. “P-please?”

You lean in until your chest is against his, hand still firmly gripping his cock. Lips hovering above his, the blood staining them a pretty scarlet color. His breath is fanning over your face. Waiting. For your lips to meet, for you to pull out. For anything.

“Anything for you, angel.”

Your hips buck, pushing the toy so deep inside so quickly that Minho cries out against your lips. Pushing yourself back up, you grab a hold of his hips as you set a brutal pace.

He’s pinned the bed, legs spread wide and head thrown back against the pillow. His body is like a sculpture, handcrafted just for you. Yours to please, yours to fuck. Whatever you want to do to Minho.

And now, all you want to do to him is make him shatter. Break the marble into sharp pieces. Destroy the beauty. Leave him as nothing, as he always does with you.

“Is this what you fucking wanted?” You almost have to shout to be heard over his cries. “Hm? To be fucked like a little bitch?”

It’s like all Minho can do is cry. His hands gripping the sheets, head rolled back as he releases the prettiest sounds that you feel deserve an audience.

“Fuck.” He curses. “B-baby, please—“

Oh, the begging is too much. You can’t stop giggling, your whole body on fire from how pathetic he’s acting. “You’re so cute when you cry.” Grabbing his cock again, you start to pump with the beat of your hips. “Let’s see how pretty you are when you cum.”

What a delight it is to have his cock in your hands, the cum running down your wrist. There’s so much of it; puddling on his stomach, rolling down to the sheets. Everywhere.

When he’s finished, you grab his face again. Hold it still as you push your cum covered fingers in his mouth, making him gag on it. Forcing him to lick them clean.

“Good bitch.” You say so sweetly, grinning so evilly down at him.

To your surprise, the fire has died in his eyes. Replaced with awe, a slow smile spreading across his face. You’ve broken the unbreakable, putting the pieces back together in a way that compliments you better.

Though, it’s hard to extinguish a fire like Minho’s.

꒰ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ random bf texts; kim seungmin꒱

🍥 pairing; kim seungmin x gn! reader 🍥 cw; swearing, established relationships, sex reference (suggestive?) breaking up jokes (emphasis on JOKES), a lobster 🍥 a/n; not much to say this time, let's pray it don't flop☹️☹️heavily inspired by me n my gfs texts <3333 I'M NOT VERY FUNNY SO APOLOGIES IN ADVANCE

Me: I watch twilight for the plot

The Plot:

Currently having sub jisung brain rot , also thinking about how he’d literally tower over me . I wish more men like him existed 😞😞

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sub!jisung is so cute and the way working out has made him a little broader and his arms a little stronger just makes him more adorable in my opinion. just imagine jisung who’s been whining about wanting to be on top next time because he wants to show off his strength and stamina, he wants to take care of you. you can’t deny that having jisung looming over you is turning you on when you let him fuck you in the missionary position. you cup his warm cheeks in your hands, the way his brows furrow and a shaky moan leaves his open mouth with every jerky thrust making you coo at him. “my baby’s gotten so big, but he still fucks like a virgin,” you muse just to see the way the delicious embarrassment makes jisung’s eyes glaze over as he renews his effort to prove he can be good.