REIGN Think About Headcanons Of How Tokrev Boys Might Be When You Dry Hump Them PLEASEEEE Think On This

REIGN think about headcanons of how tokrev boys might be when you dry hump them PLEASEEEE think on this baby i beg

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 + 𝐃𝐑𝐘 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆

characters: sano manjiro, ryuguji ken, hanemiya kazutora, akashi haruchiyo, sano shinichiro

warnings: fem! reader, dry humping, public sex, slight overstimulation

a/n: i’m thinking long and hard about this babe

$ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍

— won’t admit it but he really likes it when you come and set yourself on his lap when he’s working in his shop, the thrill of someone possibly walking in gets him off faster, and he likes a good distraction after working hard all day

he groans when you seat yourself on his lap, taking the wrench out of his hand and cupping his face. staring at you unimpressed, he raises a brow, but he’s quick to melt into the kiss you pull him into, hands wandering to your hips, grunting when you grind your wet and clothed cunt against his crotch. “people could—fuck—people could walk in, you know,” he moans, the tent in his pants forming quickly from the friction of your movements, and his head falls to your shoulders as he lets you continue, even despite his concerns. “it’s a calculated risk,” you hum with a grin, moaning into his shoulder as his jeans rub against your clothed clit, and he lets out a strangled groan when you pick up the pace. “fuck, baby, can’t cum in my pants in my own shop,” he says through choked moans, but he still makes no moves to stop you, and you don’t intend on quitting until he comes undone.

$ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘

— mikey loves sitting on his chair with you on his lap, soft praises falling from your lips as you smooth your hands over his face and grind on his stiff cock, eventually bringing the both of you to your orgasms

“so pretty, mikey,” you whisper, pressing trails of sweet kisses over his cheeks and along his jaw. one hand cups the side of his face, tenderly rubbing it as he breathes harshly, whining when your clothed cunt rubs against his erection, making his head fall back against his chair. carding your hand through his hair, you watch as his face slacks in pleasure, moaning lowly when you rut against his aching cock faster. “my best boy, yeah?” you hum, and he nods, hugging you closer as he whimpers at the friction, his length pulsing in his pants, balls heavy and aching to release his cum in thick ropes. “wanna cum with me, pretty boy? cum with me,” you murmur, pulling his lips into a searing kiss as he jerks his hips against you and groans, emptying his load into his boxers, the sticky mess not bothering him when you pull away and look at him so soft, and kiss him so sweetly yet again, lips hungrily devouring his.

$ 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀

— doesn’t mean to cum in his pants, but he’s so sensitive, and what was supposed to be a make out session has him rutting against you, and he can’t stop himself before he makes a mess right in his boxers

“fuck, ‘m gonna—hah—‘m gonna cum,” kazutora whimpers, grinding himself against your crotch as you trail kisses down his jaw, sucking on the skin. whining when your hands trail under his shirt to his nipples, he throws his head back, panting harshly as you meet his hips with the rolls of your own. “feel good, kazu, hm?” you ask sweetly, pressing honeyed kisses across his collarbone, leaving small marks in your wake, leaving proof across his porcelain skin that he’s yours. “y-yes,” he mumbles, choking on a moan as his cock twitches in his pants, aching and on the verge of releasing. with a few more rolls of your hips, he stills, mouth hung open as he screws his eyes shut, back arching as spurts of cum paint his boxers. “such a pretty boy,” you coo as he cries out your name, smoothing back his sweaty locks while he whimpers from the way you keep grinding on his sensitive member once he finishes.

$ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔

— loves to grind into you on lazy mornings with wet kisses being shared as you both wrap your arms around each other in the comforts of your shared bed. his morning voice is deeper, and his grunts sound so pretty against your ears as he shoved his faces into your neck

“fuck, pretty girl,” sanzu grunts, pulling you closer to his chest as your hips roll in synch with his. moaning his name as your nails dig into his shoulder, you whine at the way the thin material of his boxers and your pants separate his stiff cock from your cunt, aching for him to just be inside you already. “haru please,” you whimper, “ne-need you…you inside.” he groans at your words, cock angry and leaking with pre cum, twitching as he approaches his high. “just a little b-bit more,” he chuckles. voice husky against your ear, “g-gonna cum, doll, then ‘m gonna stuff you full.” and just like that, with one last jerk of his hips, you both grip each other tightly as your highs come crashing down on you, wet patches forming on your clothing as you cum. “so good for me, pretty,” he smirks at you lazily once he catches his breath, fingers tucking into your waistband and pulling your pants off in a swift motion.

$ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎

— fastest way to make a mess out of shinichiro’s inexperienced self is to make him cum in his pants. it’s rewarding to see the bright shade of red his face becomes, contrasting so pretty with his dark hair, and hearing the soft whines he lets out as he gets closer to his high

“baby, baby slow down,” shinichiro’s words come out in gasps, his hands squeezing your hips desperately as you rub against his hard cock, grinding up and down against the throbbing length. grinning at his fucked out face, you cups his cheeks, squeezing them together as you tilt his head to meet yours. “why, shin? aren’t you close? don’t you wanna cum,” you question, and he whimpers so sweetly, eyes closing from the pleasure of the friction, nodding with a low moan. “gonna…gonna cum. mm—fuck, gonna cum,” he whines, bucking his hips upwards and chasing his high. which a string of broken curses, he fists the bottom of your shirt, teeth biting on his lips as he comes undone, hot spurts of cum shooting from his tip and spoiling his pants. “that’s it, baby,” you hum, chasing your own high as you grind against him with breathy pants, making him shudder from the sensitivity. “s-slow down, baby, t-too much,” he pleads, but you pay him no mind, hips still rutting against his unapologetically.

★-Tokyo revengers

๑-context: what they'd do when you post a picture of yourself on social media

๑-featuring: all tr boys

• he'd be your biggest fan, he'd be the first person to like your photo even without not knowing your plans on posting, he'd also leave between either one or multiple comments right underneath it - sanzu, chifuyu, takemichi, angry, hakkai

• doesn't do much, he'd like the photo and leave a little comment underneath, the normal type. but he admires you the most, his eyes are glued to the photo and analysing every feature of you - draken, kisaki, kazutora, Keisuke, Akkun, Mitsuya

• the comments he leaves under your post are the most down bad, jaw dropping stuff, hes shameless for the stuff he types down and mentions things that has nothing to do with the post - hanma, ran, shinichiro, Kokonoi, rindou

• may be the last or later person to interact but has beef with every person that has complimented you in the comments, doesn't matter who it is but he'll reply to their comments and brag about you being his - mikey, smiley, seishu, kakucho, izana,

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ᥫ᭡ ─ THE GARTER TRADITION! ⸝⸝ multi.

ଘ. featuring ⸝⸝ time skip! + husband! — mikey, draken, takemichi, kazutora, chifuyu, mitsuya, nahoya, souya, hakkai, hanma, kisaki, ran, rindou, sanzu, izana, kakucho, inupi, koko, wakasa, akashi, taiju, shinchiro, naota x f!wife!reader

ଘ. synopsis ⸝⸝ just the tr boys taking off their wife’s garter during their wedding!!

ଘ. warnings ⸝⸝ 0.3k+ wc. suggestive content. established marriage. thigh kissing. thigh biting. thigh licking. kissing the coochie mention. (17+).

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𓆩♱𓆪 ASK FOR A CAR WHILE YOU RIDE THAT DICK! ; multi.

♱ feat ; time skip! + sugar daddy! — mikey, draken, chifuyu, hanma, kisaki, ran, rindou x f! bimbo! reader

♱ synopsis ; asking your sugar daddy for a car while riding him!! heavily inspired by; cardi b – WAP feat. megan thee stallion.. | est. 1.0k wc

‘ cw/tw ; sws + riding, sugar daddy x sugar baby dynamics, age gaps, creampie(s), pet names, awkward moments?!, spanking 1x (w/ hanma), sorta pet play (w/ fufu).

— pt. two! • pt. three!

♱ ; manjiro sano!

; mikey is a naturally calm man with a leaned back persona, which really grew on him with age. so, he doesn't mind what you do, couldn't even care what you even do with his money, such as spending it all away on weekly pedicures, hair and skin treatments, or buying some new and expensive clothes and shiny heels to match, etc.. he doesn't mind, but as long as your smiling for him, enjoying every second of being spoiled, and treating his pretty self and his pretty cock when needed, he's level headed. mikey really is a fantasy come to life sugar daddy when it comes to you..

the slap of sweaty skin to skin contact rippling off the walls of mikey’s luxurious home can be heard from down the halls, and that's just how he likes it. and that's how you know his brain is switched off.

it's the only time he will let his guard down, too sunken in a deep trance from your tits bouncing in his droopy face as you ground your hips down against his thickness, stuffing yourself with his cock that teased your cervix.

"mikey, baby.. 's too big.." you blurb out, trying to handle every inch of his cock like this is pretty difficult, but the silent praises that leave his lips make you pounce on his length faster.

"you got it pretty girl, keep riden.. yeah, just like that." mikey helps lift your hips up only to watch you drop back down on him with a whine.

“mph! mikey! i totally deserve a pretty pink car after this, 's too much." he chuckles at your sassy statement, knowing he's going to go through with it anyways, so he just simply nods before helping you back up and repeating the same pleasurable sensation to your abused, sopping little cunny.

♱ ; ken ryuguji!

; draken is very monotone about being a sugar daddy but he lets you do as you please without interfering, unless you max out his last card, again. though, ken is only sweet when he wants to be, trying to keep his tough exterior a show, but surprisingly, your able to slip beneath those rough walls he holds up and make him affectionate without knowing it; always hearing him grumble something out in annoyance but leans into your hold, sinking himself further into your scent. so, being his pretty ‘lil sugar baby is like being married to him, he's so cautious with you when your not paying attention, pampering you when you two are alone, and even scolding you if you spend your money the wrong way, etc.. overall he's a material sugar daddy..

“c’mon, go faster.” draken urges, gripping at your sides tightly to force your hips to roll harder against his pelvis as his cock prods deep inside your sweet cunt.

he's been so pushy with you, like normally, demanding things here and there like, roll your hips faster, touch his abs, or even to squeeze down around him harder. but its too much, riding his hefty cock for hours really takes a toll on your knees and you huff out.

draken looks up at you with a thin brow raised, seeing defeat bubbling up in your eyes, “c’mon, you got it or do i gotta do all the work, hm?” draken sighs, leaning up to press his toned chest against yours.

“well, you will if you don't get me a pretty little black car and if you do, i’ll fuck you just how you want, ken baby.” you ridicule with puppy eyes, pink nails trailing down every dip and curve of his flexed muscles.

draken almost scoffs out, letting go a callused hand from your ass to trail the tip of his finger at the curvature of your spine.

“really? you wanna be a little brat right now?” you nod, turning your head the other way and crossing your arms as you sat completely still on his cock that throbbed in you.

“tch, fine. what kind?—”

“a bugatti!”

♱ ; chifuyu matsuno!

; the older chifuyu got the more open he became with his sexual lifestyle. expanding and enjoying something new during sex is just what he craves, so acting out his erotic fantasies like putting on a pair of cat ears and a pink collar with his name engraved in it, he's more than happy to spoil you rotten some more. but of course, the gentleman chifuyu is, he buys whatever you want or need, or what he wants for you. chifuyu just truly loves pampering his little sugar baby or so to say, his little kitten, so asking for anything or seeing something that piques your interest, he's already buying it..

“you're so cute like this.” chifuyu fawns at the look of the fluff cat ears placed evenly on your head, the pink collar wrapped nicely around your neck, and the soft tail plug stuffed in your tighter hole as your stuffing your sopping little cunt with his lengthy cock.

chifuyu just can't help himself, one hand gliding up your back as the other gently pulls at the artificial tail, making your hips stutter at the slight stretch to your ass. your hands squeeze around his slim thighs as you lift yourself up and plopping yourself back down his sheer mass, stretching and filling yourself up to the hilt with him.

“oh, yeah? but y’know, i’ll be a lot cuter riding you in a ferrari.” you slip in, teasing a hint at what you wish for and chifuyu is already thinking where could be the closest car dealership near him.

his lips purse as you steady yourself on him, watching him chew on his bottom lip, thinking quietly,

“what color would you want, kitten?”

♱ ; shuji hanma!

; hanma was never the type to be responsible in the first place, especially with his money. the older he got, the worse he got. knowing how much money he has, he cockily throws money left and right, spending it on the finest carved diamonds for you and him as if it would grow back simultaneously. so, being shuji’s little sugar baby is like a wild party every day with him, always getting exactly what you want without hesitation and never knowing what he's going to pull from behind his back, maybe a twenty thousand dollar pearl necklace? or maybe a twenty-four-karat gold ring? but hopefully this time it could be a new shiny car..

the toxic stick in hanma’s drool filled mouth moves as he speaks,

“‘m gonna cum.. take it all baby, yeah..” hanma groans with greedy hands fondling all around the curve of your ass, squeezing that mound of flesh before winding back “sin” and landing a firm strike to your sensitive skin, causing you to bounce harder on his pretty cock.

“take it all—”

“even your money for a new car? i can have it all?” you genuinely question as he's thrown off while cumming, bucking his hips up unintentionally as his face goes to contort into pleasure but makeshifts into confusion.

“fuck, what?” trying to calm himself from his somewhat ruined high, he's not sure if he heard those words slip out from your glossy lips right.

“i can have it all you said. so i want your money for a new car.” you squirm, feeling his warm ribbons of cum settling in your sopping cunt. hanma chuckles deeply, the smoke in his mouth puffing out,

“well, i guess i did pretty girl.. but as long as i can fuck you in it, then sure.” hanma can't ruin the excitement filling your widening eyes, so he just takes a mental note for the future on how he needs to be more careful with his choice of words with you.

♱ ; tetta kisaki!

; being kisaki’s sugar baby is very easy and a dream come true for any sugar baby. so, finding a desperate sugar daddy like him who's willing to pay whatever the cost is to even get a taste of your skin is always fun, and teasing kisaki’s touch-deprived self who's never got such a sweet pussy handed to him so easily, is even more fun. though, kisaki may act cruel and cold, he always whimpers and whines for you to spend just one more night; pulling out his wallet and trying to hand you wads of money which always reels you and leads you wondering how much he's willing to truly spend..

“m, fuck—! kisaki..” you squirm, hips stuttering to even lift themselves up, feeling overly stuffed with kisaki’s cock as his large ring-covered hands are gripping onto your plush thighs for his dear life.

kisaki is whipped, to say the least; blonde curls messily swaying around his crooked glasses, wet mouth parted, and heavy pants leaving his strained throat. the feeling of your wet gummy walls squeezing around his twitching cock is a foreign feeling to him, not used to bedding many women.

so, the day he got his wealthy hands on you he can't let go, to drowned in your sweet pussy— he's obsessed.

too far gone in the tight grip of your cunt wrapped around his twitching cock that prods at your cervix. he could have sworn he wasn't a prodigy for a second, feeling his brain just mush into slush when you're creaming around him like this, feeling your honey pooling at the base of his cock.

this was the perfect time to ask, seeing how far gone he is; can't even think straight with you sitting on him like this,

“ou, kisaki baby? ‘m want a car, like a pretty white one!” you squeak out and he doesn't even notice, all he heard was, “i want.” and that's already enough.

“yes.. yeah, yeah. sure, anything for you baby, anything..” kisaki blurbs out like a drunk, too focused on your sweet pussy gushing around his throbbing cock as you giggle happily.

♱ ; ran haitani!

; ran is a stingy older man with his money, especially when he's dealing his hefty wallet with you. and yes, ran fully understands the concept of the sugar daddy and sugar baby ordeal, but he still penny-pinches with you, knowing how you can get and how you can get has gotten him a bit loud mouth with you at times; seeing how his card being maxed out again and you with name-brand bags stuffed in the trunk of his rolls-royce really makes his head spin.. so, being his sugar baby is pretty difficult, to say the least.. but as long as you treat him with respect and serve his pretty cock when needed, he doesn't mind spending a few racks on you..

“ran! yes, yes, yes!” yelling out his name while slamming yourself down on his thick length really gets him going; his callused hands shooting up to play with your bouncing tits as he salivates at the tense feeling of your body rolling against his.

ran can't help but buck his hips up every time your sopping folds are prodding at his tip before engulfing the rest of him in one swift motion. you can tell he's close too, seeing how his swollen bottom lip is caught between his teeth, docile eyes hooded as his cock throbs in your tight gummy walls.

“fuck, yes.” he mumbles and this is the perfect time to ask what you've been longing for..

“oh, oh! ran, please can i have a pretty red car?!” you squeeze in those devious words right when he groans out a deep,

“fuck yes–?!” as he cums deep in your clenching walls he's whiplashed with confusion and satisfaction; an odd feeling during intense sex for him. the candy-colored hair sticking to his face gets swept away, brows knitting together as he's confused if he even said, ‘fuck yes’ to the pleasure of him cumming or to your question.

either way, you accept either one..

“really?! oh, ran! i knew you would say yes!” you pounce with excitement, clasping your hands around his bewildered face and kiss the tip of his nose. well, at least you're happy..

♱ ; rindou haitani!

; rin is such a sweetheart, even though he portrays himself as a cold-hearted man who could care less for another life, but with you– in private, he's the biggest teddy bear. he loves spoiling his sugar baby; he treasures touching ‘n groping all over you, peppering sloppy kisses against your bare skin at any chance he gets, and treating your pussy just right. yes, rin isn't well with words but you can always feel the adoration he has for you and the feeling of being covered in wealth is always so surreal..

“rin, oh.. rin baby.” you pant, hands squeezing at the curve of his neck as a safe haven, trying to steady yourself on his immense length as he looks up at you, eyes grazing against your lips, watching them bounce back into place when you let them go from in-between your teeth.

rindou hums in response, fingers squeezing the curve of your ass and jiggling that mound of flesh in his tight hold.

“baby, please can you get me.. mph!” rindou holds your hips down against his pelvis, forcing his sheer mass to fill you up, the crown of his cock kissing your cervix.

his hooded eyes flicker up at you, waiting for you to finish, “tesla. ‘m want a pretty–fuck–a pretty car like a tesla.” you whine, rolling your hips as he holds you down harder, now a more contorted face was displayed up at you.

your asking for a car.. right now?

rindou quirks a brow up at you but shrugs, “sure.” he accepts your spoiled little question with a dull demeanor, yet still laying there overly confused. why ask for a car now? but he knows you far too well, always an unexpected woman you are, so he could only accept it..

rindou’s thumbs soothe themselves against your sweating skin as you smile in fervor, settling your warmth around his throbbing length.

— pt. two! • pt. three!

being passenger princess to the jjk boys but Nanami is the one to ask you four times before leaving if u wanna pee, and sighs when after 10 minutes on the road you mutter how you need a bathroom asap. also warns you to stop drinking too much water and stop staring at your phone or you'll get car sick.

Satoru fights you for the aux, he does not trust your music taste. he doesn't let you sleep because he wants to chat w you all the way to your destination. gets mad when you turn your knees towards the door yk what I mean.

Suguru is all relaxed smiles but deep inside is about to murder everyone around when you're in the gas station bathroom and he sees at least 5 trucks pass.

Toji is hold it man, you wanna pee? too bad, the only stop was at least 5 minutes ago. if you really wanna go he's willing to stop on a side of the road for... you know...

Sukuna is extra touchy, he needs to hold your hand all the time or else he'll get mad. doesn't listen when you give him directions and ends up fighting when he realizes you were right. half of the trip is him going through radio stations bc nothing suits his taste.

Yuuji and you play games during the whole trip, also extra prepared, you hungry? he got it? you're thirsty? he got it, you need toilet paper?... uh...

Yuuta freaks out trying to remember if he locked the doors and turned off the stove before leaving.

Megumi turns the radio volume down when you put your songs on

I'll expand on this if I get more ideas ^^

jjk men with an overstimulation kink

toji always knew he had a overstim kink, he just pushed the thought to the back of his mind— always reminded of he previous women he’s slept with who couldn’t handle him in bed. either they physical slapped him back into reality, or ghosted him the day after but that never stopped him from getting play.

“what’d ya just say angel?” he asked with such an amused expression as he kept pounding into your sensitive cunt. “once more!” you cried, begging for another orgasm. such a plea sounding like music to toji’s ears. “anything you want princess.”

gojo is oblivious to the matter, as long as he has you crying on his dick it doesn’t matter… he’s a man who would accidentally overstim himself and you together.

“mmm shit.” gojo groaned, feeling the way your cunt perfectly swallows him whole. his hips going numb, only being able to feel the pleasure flowing through his dick. “gojo!” you whined as the head of his length continuously brushed against your g-spot. “yeah baby?..” lust glossed over his eyes as his tone softened, “let’s cum together again.”

sukuna’s a fan favorite of overstimming. he will not stop until your dumb off his dick and an incoherent mess. it almost fulfills him like some type of ego booster, he definitely bends the rules when playing by his book.

“cryin’ after you begged to be fucked?” he hissed, bullying his thick cock into your poor pussy— feeling you clench over his words. “it’s too much!” you whined through wet lashes as your next orgasm approached. “pathetic.”

geto is unaware, until he’s aware of such a kink. he always had some kind of knowledge about kinks and would even fantasize them, but physically was a different story. though he’s a natural at almost everything he does (by calculation).

“g-geto i’m about t’cum!” soft moans fell from your plush lips as geto fucked into you. angling his hips in a specific direction as he felt your walls clamp down against him, “ahh fuckk.” he groaned, still thrusting inside you while humming in response. “just one more time angel.”

nanami knows exactly what he’s into, but he’s intimidated by acting on it because once he does there’s no going back. he’s a man of his word, if he says again then that means again. nanami won’t stop until he himself if fucked out alongside you.

your wrist bonded together with his tie as the pads of his calloused fingers rubbed small circles against your swollen clit. “nanami!” soft moans fell from your lips as your tummy twisted in knots. “i know baby.” he cooed, watching your hole pulse in pleasure. “you’re gonna do it five more times.”