Mine, All Mine.

Mine, All Mine.

-nagito x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw, porn with no plot, absolutely none. sub?? nagito (it isn’t explicitly shown.), unprotected sex, a pinch of self-degrading talk (literally one sentence.), biting, creampie, pet names.

a/n: I just had to get this out there cause I couldn’t stop imagining this LMFAO..I wrote it on a whim so if things are weird, my bad! this is my first post after a decade of not doing anything, so enjoy.

“Say it—Say it, Please.” Nagito whimpered, having a deadly grip on your hips, his fingers digging into your soft plush skin. His eyes screwed shut as he let out breathy moans whenever he slammed back inside of you. The way your tight walls would suck him back in, it made him shiver in delight. He looked down fro a brief moment to watch how his cock would disappear inside of you. How there was a ring of your cum and his own at the base of his member from previous orgasms. He leaned over you, his head falling in between your shoulder blades.

“I’m— hah.. I—I’m all yours. Only yours.” Your words came out muffled with your face buried in the pillows underneath you but he heard you loud and clear. He picked up the pace, letting out a small laugh as she moved his head to place kisses all over your back and shoulders before he was right in your ear, moaning and whimpering. “That’s right. You only belong to me. Hmmh.. J-Just as much as I am yours.”

You gripped the bedsheets under you, the way his cock would drag against your sensitive spots made your body react wonderfully. Your breathing was getting more shallow, your back arching more and your pussy clenching down on him. “Only I make you feel this good. Someone worthless like me, fucking you to oblivion.” You were about to talk back, scold him for talking lowly about himself but before you did, his nimble fingers had slithered their way in between your legs to rub your clit in harsh circles. You could only cry out, your body jolting.

“Come for me pretty girl, you can do that for me, right? Be a good girl.” Nagito whispered, his voice sending tingles all over your body. He wanted to make you cum first, he always made you a priority. He thinks that he doesn’t even deserve to be with you like this but after much reassurance, he gave in and he started to think why he didn’t do this sooner with you. His thrusts were fast, wanting to reach that sweet release, the one that he could almost taste on the tip of his tongue.

He brought his face closer to yours, kissing you in a sloppy manner. His tongue immediately slithering its way inside your mouth. You eagerly kissed him back and reciprocated the action, drool started to dribble out of the corner of your mouth. The sensation of everything building up made you moan into his mouth and before you knew it, you were crumbling under him. Your body tensing as you kept your lips pressed against his, stifling a moan when waves of pleasure crashed through your body as you orgasmed.

Just by seeing your face contorted by pleasure, Nagito soon followed right after you, giving a few more sloppy thrusts before thick white ropes of cum spurted inside of you. He never really liked to pull out anyway. It would be such a waste. He leaned back and started to rub the sides of your body affectionately as your body twitched. He didn’t pull out just yet, he let you catch your breath before he spoke up with a cheeky grin, looking down at your flushed face. “Let’s go another round? I’m sure an Ultimate like you can handle it.”

Insatiable

nagito x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw, possessive tendencies, mastrubating, kinda ooc Nagito??

a/n: I have so many ideas for Nagito lol, I’ll try writing about other characters soon enough.

Nagito’s chest heaved as he breathed heavily, his forehead resting on the cool shower wall. He gulped as he looked down at the way his hand was wrapped around his cock. His pale red tip leaking pre-cum as his hand moved up and down his shaft at a slow agonizing pace. It was as if he liked to tease himself, rubbing his fingers ever so slightly against his sensitive tip. He shivered at the feeling, biting down on his bottom lip.

He closed his eyes as he started to move his hand faster, tightening his grip around his cock as he imagined it was you, your pussy squeezing down on him. Your touch was engraved in his skin, making it burn. The different ways you would touch him, look up at him, speak to him, it all made him fucking crazy. The way you tasted even. You would say his name as if it was honey dripping off your tongue and it only added on to his burning desire for you.

He couldn’t let anyone have you. Not after everything you’ve shown him. He just couldn’t fathom the idea of others getting their hands on you, hell, he didn’t even want anyone to look at you. It made him sick to his stomach just imagining you in someone else’s presence.

He let out a loud groan as he felt his balls tighten, his thighs starting to contract. The feeling of tingles going up his spine as his mouth hanged open. He was so, so close. He stroked himself faster, his breaths getting shorter and shorter and just when he was beginning to see stars under his eyelids—

“Nagito? Where are you? I brought you some food so I hope you have an appetite~”

…

Needless to say, he sure did have an appetite as soon as he heard your sweet voice, quickly wrapping a towel around his waist and striding over to you, not caring if he wet the floor with water. He didn’t even give you the time to react before he bent you over the couch, pressing his front against your rear as he leaned over your figure, nibbling your ear as he spoke.

“The one I have is insatiable for you…and it’s all your fault. Might as well tell your little friends to not even try to come look for you.”

requested

takumi hijirihara x afab!reader

tags: Prompt 6, NSFW, possessive behavior, creepy behavior?, ooc, a little dirty talking, semi-public sex, comfort, small misaki appearance.

a/n: this took me a while because i kept changing it and I’ve been busy but I enjoyed it! I haven’t read much of Killer Killer so it may be… unusual. also there’s not much content for this guy out here so.. here’s some crumbs! Definitely longer than I expected it to be.

Takumi has no problem showing his possessiveness. He has no shame in showing it just like everything else he does. This is known because he reminds you at every. waking. moment. And today is no different.

Seeing you with his coworkers, having fun, too much of it; you forget that you had to meet up with him in the evening. It’s only when you open the small closet’s door to retrieve your jacket to leave that you yelp in surprise when you’re met with Takumi standing there, glaring down at you.

“We were supposed to meet up in front of the HQ an hour ago.” He doesn’t even greet you properly. He speaks in a low, cold tone. Which is enough sign that he’s pissed off if you couldn’t tell since he usually clings to you, bathing you in praise and pet names the moment he sees you.

Before you can force out an apology, he pulls you into the closet by your arm with enough force that it makes you stumble right into his arms. Where you’re meant to be, he thinks.

Though, he doesn’t embrace you. Instead, he shuts the door with his other hand and is pressing you against the wood. You can’t see too clearly, the light in this closet is dim but you can see, feel, how irritated he is.

You try to reason with him, make him calm down as you stare up at him. Your brows furrowing and your eyes wistful, hoping to get through to him. “Takumi, I just look track of time.. “ Your voice is in a whisper, trying to be cute as you try to reach up to brush the strands of hair in his face.

He doesn’t listen. He catches your wrist, pinning it against the wall. His grip on your arm is tight as if to restrain himself from the little self-control he has right now. He refused to listen to anything right now, too blinded by the jealousy bubbling up inside his stomach.

It was making him sick, seeing the group of investigators looking at you with gazes that were way too inappropriate in his eyes! Was it the skirt you wore? The one that he likes, purely because he can see under it whenever he’s hiding under the break rooms sink? Or maybe he just hates anyone who looks at you and is a little delusional.

Yet right now, he wasn’t thinking about his weird behavior. All he thought about was how you’d make it up to him. Right here, right now.

“Pull up your skirt.”

“W-What? But we’re in—“

Takumi only seemed to grow more agitated at your words. His eyes narrow and his hand comes up to grab your face. His fingers digging into your cheeks as he speaks sternly. “I’m going to fucking ruin you. So be good for me or else.”

And that warning was all it took for you to obey.

—

Soon enough, your watery eyes are looking up at him, pools of salt reflecting the light of the closet, tears running down your soft and warm cheeks and your lip is all swollen and raw from how much you’ve been biting down on it. Skirt bunched up around your waist and your panties long finding their way into his pocket. It all makes him insane, you look so alluring like this, fuck. He can’t let anyone else get this gorgeous sight, he won’t allow it.

His fingers are moving slowly in and out of your messy cunt. Your cheeks flushed at how loud the noises are. The wet, squelching noises that remind you how needy and desperate you are. To please him, to reach your own high especially but he’s thriving in your tears that he doesn’t give you what you yearn for.

You can’t see his face but you can hear how heavily he’s breathing in your ear, the way his hard on is pressed against your ass, ever so slightly being rubbed against you. He knows it makes you only grow more heated with the way your walls are clenching down on his fingers, the way your hips wiggle around to make him touch the tender spot deep inside of you.

He’s so close, his fingers occasionally graze it, making you shudder and hold onto the door in front of you. You screw your eyes shut and beg, which is something you’ve been doing for a while, “Please, Takumi. ‘m sorry.. I-I really didn’t mean-“

He roughly rubs his thumb against your bundle of nerves and it forces a moan out of you. It simultaneously too much and too little and you can only clench your fists as you sob.

“It’s a little too late for sorry. Just be good and take what I give you.” Takumi speaks lowly as he continues his ministrations. He’s not doing this just to tease you, of course. He’s doing this to prep you as well, don’t want you to be in pain while he’s having his way with you.

Though you’re lucky because he was tempted by the idea.. a bit of a sadistic tendency since he wanted you to feel as hurt as him when he saw you getting chummy with other guys. But! He’s not going to be so mean today.

After moving his two fingers in a scissoring motion inside of you for a few more minutes, he decides it’s enough. The way you’re whining and how your pussy is practically drenching his hand makes him give in and have mercy on you.

He pulls his hand away, bringing his fingers to his lips to have a quick taste since he’s not able to fully enjoy you in this damn closet. But it’s only for a moment as he’s already reaching for his belt buckle. You hear it clinking behind you, making your stomach swoop in excitement of what’s to come, your little hole fluttering around nothing.

He doesn’t make you wait any longer, he’s just as desperate as you are. A moment of silence passes before you feel the tip of his cock prodding against your entrance, forcing a moan out of you as you feel him immediately shoving his way inside.

“Oh fuck.” Takumi bites his bottom lip, screwing his eyes shut to let himself savor the feeling of your tight inner walls making him groan, how they seem to suck him in, begging him to go deeper.

He looks down to see where you two are conjoined, moving his hips slowly as he’s enjoying the sight of how his cock disappears into your pretty soaking cunt.

He’s snapped out of his trance when you whine, pushing your hips back against him to move faster. “So needy.” Takumi teases, giving one of your buttocks a squeeze before he starts to move his cock inside you faster. The sound of skin slapping against skin filling the small closet.

It feels too good, so good. The pleasure is quickly burning inside your body, building up in your lower belly. You hold onto the door, your hands occasionally balling up into fists when he hits the spot inside that makes you almost moan loudly.

And Takumi can’t get enough of it, your whimpers, whiny and filled with his name. “You’re being loud. I wonder.. would you like the others to see how much of a slut you are for me?”

You clench around him at the sound of his voice, making him hiss and his grip on your ass just a bit tighter. “I should— God. I should just open the door and let them see, huh? Show them exactly— thrust who you— thrust belong to.”

It has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, how his cock is dragging along your walls, filling you up, stretching you out and making your blood run hot through your veins and unknowingly, your moans louder. Its all starting to get too much, your breaths are getting shallower and you feel—

You can’t even finish your thoughts as he gives one, two, three circles of your clit and a shaky moan leaves your mouth, your whole body tensing up as you cry out Takumi’s name. Your pussy pulses around his cock and the sight of your face, your mouth hanging open and the way you say his name.. it automatically makes him cum on sight, shooting his load inside of you.

He leaned forward to rest his head against your back, kissing your shoulder blade as he was breathing heavily against it. He can feel how your taking in deep breaths, trying to calm down from your climax. He gives a few more gentle thrusts to help you ride it out before he lifts his head up.

“…You’re alright? I didn’t hurt you? “ Takumi speaks up, scanning your body for any signs of painful markings. Sure, he has some sadistic tendencies here and there but he can’t break you! Nobody compares to you, nobody can replace you. Which is why he tries his best to take care of you.

“No.. I’m okay, really. Just wanna go home.” You mumble, shaking your head in response to his questions. You’re already in a state of post-bliss and fuzziness, your body is tingling and you have a craving to go home and simply lay in bed with Takumi. Simply put, you’re fucked out.

“Figured.” Takumi pulled out of you, making you breathe out, feeling a loss of warmth. He’s quick to lower your skirt back to its respective position, whispering a quick, ‘i’ll keep these’ when you ask about your underwear.

He turns you around, sliding his hand up and down your arm in a comforting manner. “Let’s go home then. We’ll do whatever you want.” He murmured as he brought you into his embrace for a moment. His familiar scent comforts you and you want to just stay in this moment with him forever, closing your eyes and pressing your cheek against his chest. He’s even rubbing your back as you nod, letting out a content sigh. “Sounds amazing.”

That is until Misaki opened the door. “Just getting my stuff, sorry! Hmm… it smells a little weird in here.. It’s a little hot too. Where’s the air freshener?”