NSFW 18+ VOXTO

NSFW 18+ VOXTO

I said I'll write a fanfic with Vox masturbating in the airport bathroom and I shall fulfil my promise. 18+ only as usual but if you ain't 18+ don't complain to me. Also it's a Voxto fic so deal with it.

Tags:

NSFW, Public masturbation, cursing, second hand embarrassment from the writer, Not Beta Read.

Vox has just finished packing up, tomorrow he had the flight to Paris to catch. He writes in the group chat to let the others know. Then a message from Shoto. Their relationship is complicated. Both knew they had feelings for each other and most of the time could manage their thirst with some flirting. Vox opens the chat room with Shoto.

Shoto: I'm so tired 😩

Vox: good job with the stream. How can I help you boy?

Shoto: can you just- nah that's weird

Vox: c'mon don't be shy, we already crossed the line of friendship

Shoto: ok, but don't make fun of me.

Vox: promise.

Shoto: I want to hear you.

Vox: so a call?

Shoto: no I mean, like an audio of you calling me a good boy, you know.

Vox: so you want me to treat you like how I do in my asmr? Got it.

Vox press the mic button and says the iconic line:

"That's my boy"

And press sent to Shoto. He laughs to himself. It's so cute what his voice could do to Shoto sometimes. Sometimes he wonder if his voice is actually that good.

*bing* Shoto replied

Shoto: thanks man. I'll make it up to ya

Vox: np. You don't have to

Shoto: trust me you'll like it.

Oh, now Vox was interested, but he had to go to bed early, his flight was also early so he and Shoto messaged for about an hour before calling it quits and both going to bed.

Next morning

Vox woke up at 4 am, he had to be out of house at 6 am. He does his morning routine, brushing his teeth, washing his face, a quick breakfast, and lastly clothes. He choose a black turtle neck, with brown pants and a matching brown jacket to go with it. He's ready, he picks his luggage up, puts his shoes on, and walks out of his house locking it behind him. The car ride is enjoyable, Vox is playing some songs in the background to energize himself.

*bing* A notification at this hour, sure he did inform the others but who else could be awake at this hour? Mysta was already there since he flew to Paris a day before Vox, Luca was there even earlier, so who is it? Vox carefully picks up his phone and checks.

Shoto: you know when I said I'll make it up to ya? Well I thought since you're going to wait a long time in the airport and probably a boring flight, I wanted to send you something as well to keep you... Energized.

Energized? What is he talking about. He doesn't have time to chat with the boy so he just puts down the phone and focus on the road. He reached the airport, and completely forgot about the message. The airport air is just so stressing. By the time he's done with all the checking it was 8 am, his flight is in two hours, so he decides to go around the airport a bit and then go to his gate and wait. He bought some food to eat on the plane, and a bunch of snacks for his friends. Vox sat down to wait for the gate to open, it's still early but better be safe than sorry. He began scrolling through his Twitter feeds, interacting with his friends, liking and retwitting post. *Bing* it's Shoto, he completely forgot about it.

He opened the chat like nothing and he got flashed with maybe the most erotic picture of the boy. Suddenly a surge of horniness hit Vox. 'shit!' he thought he checked the time, he can still make it if he's quick. Screw it, says Vox to himself. He rushes to the nearest bathroom possible. Fortunately the men's bathroom doesn't have a long line. He locks himself in the stool, and gives himself one last mental note of being careful with himself. He closes his eyes and imagine Shoto face. That picture, fuck. His eyes and those flushed cheeks, fuck, Vox could just devour the boy in one sitting. Vox pulls down his pants and boxers. With his eyes closed he imagines Shoto. His cute voice taunting him to do something about his brattiness, calling Vox 'Milord'. Vox didn't have a lube so he spits on his cock to imitate Shoto's wet hole. He gives himself a couple of pumps and imagines Shoto. The boys is underneath him moaning and begging the demon to go harder and break him. A groan escapes Vox's mouth, he needs to be careful he listens if there's anyone. There is, they're washing their hands, 'ok when they go blow dry their hand, that's the only moment I have to make sound' Vox thought. He kept stroking his dick and wet it with his spit whenever it dried up. The image of Shoto moaning under him, his eyes rolling back in his skull, his tongue out and the loud sound of skin slamming against each other. He felt the urge of cumming, but not yet it was to quiet now, he squeeze he base of his cock to stop himself to ejaculate, he uses his other and rubs his head, mimicking his imagination if Shot, giving him a blowjob. Shoto's hand are are smaller but the feeling is there, Shoto's small hand around Vox's cock, teasing his head and going slow on his length. Vox could hold it in anymore, then both blow drier turn on, 'fuck it', Vox let out a groan and came in his hand and in the toilet. The post nut clarity hit him, fuck, he checks the clock, in 30 minutes he need to board the plane. He felt satisfied enough. He cleans his hand with the toilet paper and flush it down the toilet. He exit the stool like nothing happened and washes his hands with soap. When he gets to Paris he'll make Shoto pay for it.

That's it. I'm done. Idk how man body works I'm just taking what Vox said in the video. Anyway I'll go drink holy water and you should to. Bye

Always an Angel, never the God.

Pairing: Leone Abbacchio & Reader (platonic), Bruno Bucciarati x Leone Abbacchio, Bruno Bucciarati x Reader (one-sided from reader)

Tags: Angst no comfort, Unspoken Feelings.

Note: If I must suffer so must you. In an AU where they didn't die cause I said so!!! Also reader and Giorno are cousins, from his mommy side.

How did it get to this point? Ah. Now you remember. It was just you two, drunk, but comfortable. Because it was him, and when you're with Abbacchio, you felt, nice, still do. Then why can't you be happy for him like you used to?

The first time you met Abbacchio he was rough. He was, brutal. The words he said hurt. True but, painful. With the passage of the mission, you found yourself closer to him. Maybe it was because you were more outgoing and willing to look over his rough behavior, but, after weeks of trying, you and him, began this wine friend thing. It happened by chance. You found him sitting alone in the turtle, three empty wine bottles on the table, he was searching for more. You walk over and present him with the wine you brought for yourself, he looks at you, and smirk. In a blink of an eye both of you, drunk and babbling nonsense, but, did it feel good? Yes, it did. After that day on, the two of you were inseparable. Narancia complained how hanging out with Abbacchio turned you less fun to be around with. Hanging out with Abbacchio brought you closer to Bruno too. You two already started with a good relationship. You joined Passione as a way to watch over Giorno, your only cousin. You basically raised him, but, details.

You slowly realized you had feelings for him. Meanwhile he only saw you as a friend, a little sister. You were okay with that. You knew you never had a chance to begin with. He was 21 and you were freshly 18. Of course he only sees you as a friend.

But, you loved him, and craved for his attention, so you just accepted the way your relationship was. Then, it happened.

Your best friend, or at least how you saw him, confided in you about his love for Bruno. It destroyed you. You saw how Bruno looked at him, you knew the answer before anyone, you knew what to do before anyone. You smiled, you cheered him on, hype him, genuine yes, but, it hurts. If only fate was kinder, it could've been you. But, alas, here you are, being their angel.

You managed to make the team leave them alone somehow. They were alone. They had their time together and now, they're together. You're happy. Very happy. But, something hurts. Something weighs on your shoulders.

Finally they left and the others to celebrate. You make an excuse, you step outside, into the alley... You break slowly. Sobs of happiness but also pain. You feel a hand, you don't have to look to know who it is. Giorno gently pats your back as you cry your heart out.

By the time you and him come back, your eyes are puffy, both of you agree on the excuse of allergy.

You look at them, so happy, so perfect. You loved them. A lot. But, you could not be the one you loved, because you could hurt the other.

So, you swallow your love and feelings.

You never loved Bucciarati. That's what you'll repeat to yourself, forever.

Because....

You're happy for them.

END

I'm done, a mess cause I'm a mess. Have fun. Or not. I'll post again one day. Byee

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Zombie!König x FEM!Reader

Pairing: Zombie!König x FEM!Reader

Tags: Primal König, Choking, Biting, Blood, Rough Sex, Not Beta Read.

Notes: Little German like Schatz and stuff, but nothing much, I'm not going to Google translate and get badly translated phrase. I'll spare the cringe for the Germans reader. Anyway, enjoy, I tried my best.

P.S. I still don't know how male anatomy work, lmao.

König turned into a zombie. Y/n found out and decided to hide it from the other members of KorTac. But, she couldn't hide him forever, so she told them. She told them everything and to trust her. Since then, König's been under her care. He began speaking again, though in a very broken English, he also started eating "normal" food, like snacks and processed meat, he still struggled with vegetable and cooked meat. But, he was good enough to be left alone for long times. So, y/n left for a mission that lasted 4 month. She thought it would be no big deal.

She came home, unusually dark and cold. She smelled König's scent, the scent of rotten meat mixed with soap. Weird combination but tollerable. She took off her gear and shoes, putting her backpack on the sofa. "König?" She calls out, then she hears big stomps, like he's dashing here. She chuckles and then turn around to face König, something about him looked primal. His eyes were blown wide and his breath was erratic. "Me... You... Sex" what? She looks at König confused "What- König, what do you mean by-" before she could finish her phrase König takes her wrist and pins her down on to the sofa, restricting her with his massive body, and a very noticeable bulge in his pants.

"Schatz... Sex... Now!" His to e was different from the first time, this time he sounded... Primal, and... Commanding. She puts a hand on his chest as a way to symbolize that she was not up to it. "König, listen. We can't... You'll break me." Her voice trembled when she said "break me", but as soon those words left her mouth something snapped in König, his grip tightened on her wrist and he was drooling now and growling. "Y/n... Please... Sex?" He said now begging and rubbing his erection on her stomach, she swallows her spit and gives up. She caresses his masked face "Okay... Fine. You win. Try to be nice, ok?" He nods excitedly. He takes off her shirt and pants, struggles with her bra which she helps him out with it.

There she was, laid bare and naked in front of König. He takes off his mask and tries to kiss her, but due to the lack of his lips he struggles a bit, but she understood and guides his mouth open and intertwine their tongues. He felt cold, compared to her she was warm, he could still feel it a bit on his fingertips. He traces her spine and trails down to her neck and collarbone, leaving small kisses and licks. He stops and looks at her with pleading eyes, she nods and he opens his mouth and bites her neck. She lets out a pained moan, which scares König for a minute, he looks back up, and she just nods again. He holds her hand, and rips his pants off of him, he lines up against her wet pussy. He looks up one last time and she nods again, maybe for the last time.

He takes a deep breath and pushes himself inside of her, immediately a wave of heat against his dick and the wetness, he let's out a satisfied groan. The caresses her face and starts moving with a steady pace. Little by little he gets faster and faster then he hits her cervix. She let's out a loud moan and her eyes rolling back into her skull. Her mouth hanged open and she breath was short and erratic. She looks up and sees that König was now lost, his reason was now gone, replaced by his primal instinct of sex. He let's go of her hand and puts it around her neck choking her lightly and starts fucking into her. He kept moving his hips and groaning and she kept moaning and pleading uselessly to König to slow down, but he won't listen. His grip tightens on her neck choking her completely, she cries out and squirts all over him. He let's out a satisfied laughter, and let's go of her neck and pulls her up against him. He holds her and kisses his neck and bites her, she yelps. With that he starts moving again, this time he felt even deeper inside of her, their moans and groans could've been heard all over the house. After God knows how long she feels König emptying inside of her, he pulls out and immediately positions y/n's face against his still hard member now covered in his and her cum. She doesn't think twice and give it a lick and takes it into her hand giving him a couple of pumps, she kisses his base and balls and goes up to the head swallowing whole. He groans and cums in her mouth pushing her even deeper onto his dick.

After he was done she lays there her mind fucked out of her and he looks at her, both ends filled with him.

He picks her up in bridal style and takes their clothes to the laundry.

He tosses their clothes in the washer and opens the door to the bath. He turns on the hot water and adds some bath salt.

He carefully washes her and after soaping her up and washing her up, he gets into the bath with her in his arms. She slowly blinks her eyes open and looks at him, they make eye contact and smile. She lays her head back on to his shoulder, falling asleep once again.

The End.

End note: Aahdhdbdbdhd hope y'all liked it!!! I tried my best!! Byee

Bear 💪🐻

04/07/23