Lazy-panther - Untitled

Should’ve read the fine print...

Minors DNI

Warning(s): NSFW, dubcon

Fem!Reader

Authors Note: First time; necessary feedback, pls! Taking requests!

It’s been about a week since you’ve moved into your new apartment. Everything about it was perfect except for one thing: you’ve explored every room but one, which was locked for some reason. (If only you had read the entire catalog ad, you would’ve understood why and that all past tenants never stayed too long). You complained about it to your landlord, who hired a locksmith free of charge, thankfully. This is what your actions have come to, sadly: you, standing before hundreds of slimy, purple tentacles, coming from all around the mystery room.

You try and back away quietly toward the door in hopes of being able to leave unnoticed. Pitifully, the floorboards creek(damn, this shitty building). The tentacles immediately move in your direction as you run for the door, only to be blocked off by more tentacles. They push you to the ground and squeeze around your arms and legs, probing at your torse.

They’re not hurting you; they seem pretty curious, actually. The tentacle's touch is soft and gentle. One tentacle stops at your face...it’s...caressing your cheek? Their touches were seemingly affectionate at first but quickly became provocative. They began to slip under your clothes, feeling you up.

Again, their touch was gentle but still violating nonetheless; they groped your breasts, sucking on your nipples and coiling around them. You try and keep as much dignity you have left, biting your lip to hold back your moans. The tentacles seem to sense your defiance and dislike it very much. They tear through your clothing, leaving only your thin panties to cover you. They curl around your thighs, spreading your legs to tease you, rubbing against your clothed cunt, and nuzzling your clit; their suckers find it and abuse the little bundle of nerves.

A blissful whine escapes your lips; you can’t remember the last time you felt this good. The tentacles stroke your body with satisfaction, assumingly rewarding you for your submission. You can feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Your sense of dignity is long gone by now; you’re a wailing mess. Hair sticking to your sweat-coated skin, tear-filled eyes rolled up into your head, and while your mouth hangs open with a bead of drool leaking from the side.

The tentacles can sense your arousal, not to mention your drenched underwear. They move your panties to the side and continue to toy with your aching pussy, stroking your wet hole and sucking on your sore clit until you cum.

The tentacles let you catch your breath, lovingly massaging your body. Soon enough, you’re suspended in the air as more tentacles hold you, creating a makeshift bed to place you comfortably. Another tentacle approaches your face again, latching itself to your mouth and pushing past your lips to curl around your tongue. Is this its way of kissing you? Is it showing affection?

It’s a bit gross, but the tentacles mean well. Your body suddenly jolts as you feel a tentacle push against your sopping hole. It uses its suckers to tease you again, but as you grind yourself against it, the tentacle penetrates you, pressing against your walls to search for your sweet spot. The tentacle in your mouth begins to thrust in and out as you feel another tentacle enter your ass. The tentacle in your pussy moves rhythmically with the others as it’s sucker hit your g-spot. At this point, your mind is nothing but mush. All you see are white spots as your legs quake under the tentacles, unable to hold yourself up longer.

The tentacles wrap around your waist and lift you. You’re now ass up, face down, and being fucked mercilessly in all three holes. You can’t take it; it’s too good, too much, too many. You feel more tentacles enter your already full holes. Doesn’t this monster know you have a limit?

It doesn’t care, really. All it wants is to see you cum, and cum, again. You can feel yourself getting dizzier after each orgasm, one after another. Before you know it, you’re waking up from your fucked out haze. The tentacles seemed to have stopped fucking your brains out a while ago; they’re all curled up around your protectively, some still inside you. You try and crawl towards the door, but you’re body is useless at this point.

The tentacles drag you back to them, curling around to massage your worn-out body. It seems you won’t be leaving this room any time soon...or ever.

...

Might as well move your stuff in here.

do you have any tentacle stuff? im thinking maybe an ursula-style octopus merman bf

I don’t have anything tentacle like that but it does sound interesting so-

You always loved the beach so when you were able to book an Air BNB with a private beach, you were ecstatic. Finally you could relax on the sandy ground without anyone bothering you or worrying about having to move.

As you settled onto your towel with nothing on (because everyone hates tan lines, right?), you didn’t notice the curious eyes watching you from the deep waters. When you slipped a swimsuit on, just in case, and plunged into the cool waves, you didn’t realize that there was something just out of sight with his hungry gaze fixed on you. That would change the next day, however.

The next morning, you took off at dawn to the beach. You set everything up, eagerly waiting for the sun to finish rising. In awe, you watched the sunrise the same way that the creature that was creeping up from the depths was watching you. As soon as you’re in the water, tentacles were wrapping around your ankles, your waist. Puckers leaving soft pink marks all over your skin.

“Oh!” you squeak, lifting your legs to look what’s all over you. You gently touch the tentacle around your waist, confused but curious. “What’s this then?”

“Hello,” the octo-man said as he slowly broke the water’s surface. It seemed like he was nervous.

“Hello,” you echoed, looking at him with a tilted head.

He reached out to touch you, and a chill snaked down your back. His hand felt so squishy but also velvety. Kind of like the tentacles. In seconds, his lips were on yours, his tongue pushing into your mouth as if staking a claim.

Your body reacted on its own, curling into his, wrapping your arms around him. In seconds, he dragged you to a small partially underwater cave just a little ways off the shore. The merman set you on a shelf of the cave, leaving you only up to your knees in the water.

“My little trinket,” he muttered as he began to tease your cunt over your swimsuit bottom.

You whimpered softly, bucking your hips slightly against the sucker that was now attached to your clit with only the thin fabric between. He smirked at your obvious need. The tentacle itches away from you before another joined it to strip your bottoms. Your cunt was already getting slick, much to his excitement. His tentacles wrapped around your body, teasing you, prodding you.

Suckers found your sensitive nipples, and another found it’s way back to your clit, making you cry out in pleasure. Your cunt was throbbing, nearly dripping. “Fuck,” you moaned, arching more against his tentacles.

That was all it took for him. His largest tentacle began to push into your cunt, stretching you wide. You whimpered and moaned as he slowly stretched you out, your cunt gripping it as each inch pushed deeper and deeper into you. Another pushed into your mouth, down your throat. You gagged as you were stretched to what you thought was your limit. Then, your lover, his eyes half lidded as he groped and touched your soft human body, began to lift you slightly. His six other tentacles wrapped around you, helping lift you off the shelf. You didn’t think much of it, blissed out and on the edge of orgasm.

Just as suddenly as he lifted you, he unwound one of his tentacles from your waist, pushing it inside of your ass. You cried out against the tentacle in your mouth, but barely anything came out. He laid you down, unwinding another tentacle and shoving it into your already stretched cunt. Soon enough none where holding you as you were laid out on the shelf, your feet only in the water. A sucker was back on your clit, teasing you until you finally pulsed around the tentacles inside of you, drawing them in closer.

“There we go. That’s a good trinket,” he huffed, his sloppy kisses lining your neck.

He pushed his largest tentacle so deeply inside of you that you were certain it was in your womb. A bulge in your stomach seemed to confirm it. He panted as he came, the hot liquid a stark contrast to how cool he felt. Your eyes rolled back in your head, pathetic little whines pushing against the tentacle in your mouth.

The largest tentacle withdrew, dribbling a white liquid. However, the smaller one stayed inside, as if keeping you plugged. The tentacle in your mouth finally let you breath, withdrawing to lazily wrap around your chest. The only one actively thrusting into you now was the one in your ass, slowly and deliberately timing the thrusts to the sucking of the sucker still on your clit.

You don’t know how long you lay there, moaning and begging the merman to keep going, but by the time his cum is leaking out of you and multiple loads have been dumped into your little human womb, it’s sunrise again.

Hi!! Saw that your requests were open, so why not ask?

I was wondering if you could do a luffy x reader, where Luffy is cuddling Y/N super affectionately, I was hoping this could be a sfw one!

Treasured

contents: Yandere!Luffy x gn!reader scenario in which they're cuddling very affectionately.

more Luffy content here

WARNINGS: NONE!

Napping is nice.

There aren't a lot of things to do on board, specially when travelling from one island to another. For days, even months, sailing is just quiet, the water rocking the boat softly.

He's holding you in his arms, he always does that after eating. His breathing is slow and deep, and yours is quite the same. He lets out a groan when he feels you shift positions.

— What's wrong? Why are you tossing like that? — he gets whiny when you wake him up, you have to repress a chuckle.

— Nothing, just wanted to hug you as well.

He hums, and clings tighter to you. His arms stretch and snake around your waist, immobilizing you with ease. He presses you closer to him, his face hides in the crook of your neck, nuzzling you. He breathes you in, then peppers soft kisses against your neck. He doesn't really know why or what he's doing, he's just obeying what his mind wants from you.

— You're so warm — he mumbles, he clings to you tighter, almost squeezing you too tight — You're warm, and all mine — he sounds nonsensical, like he isn't thinking, just spewing whatever words come to his mind — Want to keep you trapped forever, my own personal treasure. For me only.

He looks you in the eye, his face has an unusually dark glimmer. He caresses your face, his body envelops you further.

— Would you like that, ___? — he asks, he peppers your face with rough kisses — Would you like it if I trapped you in my arms forever. I'm a pirate after all, I should be keeping my treasure in a place only I know of... and you're my most precious treasure. You're so pretty... — he nuzzles you again, hugs you tightly and kisses every piece of skin he can find with an innocent nature. — Hope one day, I can do that... I'll be sure to make you happy, promise.

he's so cute ugh

hope you enjoyed this

have a great day/night

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Drabble

Baki Hanma x reader

💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

Warnings: 18+, overstim, dacryphilia, NSFW

“Shh sweet girl, am I hurting you?”, he asked, pausing from his mind numbing thrusts, one hand keeping your waist in place while the other wrapped around your neck, his warm breath brushing your ear as he spoke. “n-noo”, you whimpered, tears running down your cheeks as you tried to catch your breath. “Then what’s the problem?”, he asked, the hand on your waist reaching to your front, searching for the swollen bean he was rubbing just a minute ago, his index and middle finger gently pinching the nub between them, before he began slowly rubbing your clit again with the pad of middle finger, using his index and ring finger to spread you out as much as they could.

Whining deeply, you squirmed against him, biting your lip hard when he started flicking your poor clit. “Tell me now”, he said, slightly pulling out of you before thrusting into you with high force to have you gasp, repeating his actions with his words. “Tell me”, but you couldn’t time uttering any words without whimpering or moaning, boarding a scream when he didn’t stop, rubbing your clit and thrusting into you at a rhythm that robbed you of any thought process. It only took a few more off these thrusts before you began squirting, Baki alternating to gently rubbing your clit faster, using all his fingers as he looked down to watch your fluids spray onto the already soaked bed sheets. “Ahhh, that’s it sweet thing”, he chuckled, talking to himself amidst your orgasm, knowing full on well that you wouldn’t be able to register any of his words.

Getting off your knees, you just had to kick the pillows in front of you, Baki easily pinning you against him as your body shivered, enjoying the feel of you helplessly squirming in his arms. But he did not have the patience to wait, looking for a dry spot on the bed to gently place you on your back, spreading your shaking thighs apart, hoping to make eye contact with you as he prepared himself for another round of his favorite part. One of your hands clawing at the sheets while the other sat over your mouth, your teeth gripping the skin on the side of your palm, something you did in the moment to try and relieve yourself of the overwhelming pleasure the orgasm brought you. Your eyes were shut tight, but shot open when you felt Baki’s warm mouth on your clit, tears flooding your eyes again as you began crying. Before he could even start sucking he separated his mouth from you, his face serious as he listened to you cry, finally making eye contact with you. “Are you asking for a spanking?”, he spoke, the expression on his face matched with the tone of his voice serious enough to intimidate you, shaking your head no as you also tried to speak, wiping the tears from your eyes quickly. “n-no b-bakii. I’m s-sorry”, you spoke, choking on your tears. “I’ll s-stop cr-crying”. “Okay angel”, he said, a smile on his face at your weak attempts too his yourself. “Tell me you want your clit in my mouth”, he spoke, and you couldn’t help the whine that left your lips at the sound of his tormenting words. Why did he have to be such a prick sometimes. “P-please…put your m-mouth on m-me”, you managed to say, making him smile your head falling back to succumb to the situation. And without waisting more time, he began sucking your clit, his tongue desperately exploring your dripping wet vulva, shoving the wet muscle inside of you, going lower to do the same to your anus, alternating between tongue fucking your pussy, your asshole, as well as sucking your clit.

Gripping his thick brown hair with your hand, the other gripping the sheets, your body shook violently from the sensation of all this stimulation, your throat dry as screamed and cried.

More Baki hanma smut plzzzzz🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Of course babes!🩷

Baki x reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW , SMUT OKAY, this one’s gonna be a little intense, read at your own risk🩷🙏🏾it’s also kinda long as hell…👉🏾👈🏾sorryy 🫶🏾

Summary: you’ve been feeling a little bit neglected and deprived during Baki’s tournament. He’s been having to dedicate most of his time to preparing for each match and now Baki has to figure out how to handle his horny, bratty, unstable little girl. 😊 Enjoy🩷

Baki has become a bit of an addiction now, and he knows what hold he has over you. He’s not surprised when you deliberately ignore him in between other matches, opting to watch other men fight instead of spending time with him, pampering him with kisses and hugs, water and food like you normally do, he doesn’t know how to handle his feelings.

Initially, he figured you were just moody, considering that this was the first time you were behaving this way, giving you space to figure yourself out and to keep his head focused on the tournament. He had just finished a mini workout, when he decided to go for a drink of water to cool himself down. Where is y/n when I need her? He thought to himself, “Wait, where is she?”, he said out loud, abandoning his mission to drink water to find you, exiting his gym and walking down the hallway to look for you. He even went to the extent of searching through each of the contestant’s rooms, prepared to fight anyone who’d have a problem with it, but even then, he still couldn’t find you. He now grew anxious, and was maybe even a little pissed off. Why was he having to search high and low for you, you’re supposed to be by his side at all times. He could feel his body growing a little warmer the longer he thought about it. Lost in thought, he walked passed the bathrooms, stopping in his tracks when he saw the ladies sign. He thought he should stop and ask another lady to go in there and look for you, but there just weren’t any women around and he did not have the patience to wait, taking it upon himself to go inside.

It smelled really nice in here, unlike the men’s bathroom, that usually wrecked of blood, sweat and balls. Most of the stalls were empty, the door on the furthest end shut closed. Approaching the door, he placed his hand on it, gently pushing it open, the feint smell of your sex catching him way off guard, Baki quickly pushing the door further open. He was shocked to find you standing there, one foot placed on the toilet seat while your hand massaged your boob, the other between your legs. The sound of the door hitting the wall making you jump, and you couldn’t believe your eyes. Baki stood outside your stall, in nothing but those red shorts of his. “What are you doing in here!”, you yelled in surprise, quickly lifting up your panties in complete embarrassment.

“What are you doing in here?”, Baki asked, still standing in the doorway and watching you fix yourself, trying to avoid smirking at your embarrassment. “Oh my gosh Baki, what does it look like to you? Move please”, you responded, trying to shove him out the way to exit the stall, but of course Baki stood in place like a brick wall. Grabbing your arm, he gently pressed you against the wall to his right, trapping you between his arms, his eyebrows furrowed in anger. He’s upset!? You noticed, growing a little annoyed at your own concern for him. He’s been neglecting me all this time, why should I care? Crossing your arms as you looked elsewhere, avoiding his burning gaze. “Hey, what’s your problem?” Baki asked, growing even more upset about your attitude. “Baki move”, you said, trying to remain composed, as the irritation inside of you quickly built up. “No. I asked you a question, answer me”. You finally looked up at him, unable to resist stomping your foot on the ground as you now raised your voice, “Baki!”. “You’re not going anywhere until you answer me”, he said. You could feel him getting angrier, avoiding eye contact to remain resilient. “Move!”, you yelled, resorting to pushing him away from you, your hands shoving his chest back, but your attempts meant nothing, Baki is strong after all. Whining in frustration, you didn’t give up, trying your best to push him out the way. “Why do you have to be like this you’re so fucking big and stubborn!”, “Tch”, he grumbled, grabbing your arm before slightly crouching, his hand gripping your thigh and in the blink of an eye Baki had slung you over his shoulder, making his way towards the exit of the bathroom.

After a few minutes of kicking and yelling down the hallway, without a care in the world as to who was watching, you finally made it back to Baki’s room, confused when you heard the door lock behind you. Setting you down on the sofa beside the foot of the bed, you could sense that he was a little pissed off. Did something happen? You wondered, crossing your arms and legs as you looked in the other direction, refusing to pay him any mind. “Haha”, Baki laughed, catching your attention. “Hahahaha!”, he began laughing. Lifting your eyebrow in concern you simply observed him, watching him laugh for a minute before he caged you against the cold leather couch. “What do you think you’re doing?”, he asked, gently nudging your chin to look up at him as he leaned in close, a smile pulling at his lips as you continued to frown at him, refusing to speak while you held eye contact. Taking you by surprise, Baki closed the distance, the familiar feel of his soft lips pressing against yours making your heart flutter. He didn’t stop when you softly moaned in resistance, softly sucking on your lower lip, gently tugging it with his teeth before sucking it again. Unconsciously, you unfolded your arms, placing your hands on his bare chest while his reached for the back of your head, his fingers weaving between your braids as he held you place. When was the last time he actually kissed you, the two of you lost in the kiss before you felt his tongue tracing your upper lip. Snapping out of it, your eyes shot open, your hands pushing him away trying to break the kiss, accidentally nipping Baki on his upper lip. Grunting he slightly backed up, the expression on his face growing angrier, his penetrating gaze making you swallow as you tried to hold on to your confidence.

“Babygirl, do i need to fuck you?”, he asked, his eye contact unwavering, his face dead serious. Your heart skipped a beat and you could feel that same beat right between your legs, trying to remain calm under his intensity. You’d never admit it because it would hurt your pride too, but deep down inside, all you wanted, maybe even needed, was a good fucking. And even though you were a bit scared of what he’d do to you the, thought of Baki stroking you to tears, the smell of his sweat dripping on you, the feeling of being stuffed and close to him motivated your next words; “No Baki”, you whispered, leaning in even closer, “I need you to fuck off”. And with that Baki lost it, grabbing your thigh with one hand before yanking you forward, forcing you on your back, the cold leather of the couch pleasant against your exposed back and neck as Baki quickly rid you of your undies, pausing for a moment as though he was in thought, before ripping your shirt right down the middle. You couldn’t help but smirk, your plan in motion while Baki proceeded to remove the rest of your clothing.

Now you lay completely naked on the couch, Baki slowly crawling up your body, his eyes taking in the lovely sight of your breasts, goosebumps decorating your dark brown areolae from the coolness of the couch. “I go twelve days without fucking you and you turn into a little brat”, he finally spoke, his voice deep, smooth, your pussy aching so bad, you wondered if you’d be able to go another second without him attending to it. Reaching your hand out to grab his chin and force him to look at you, Baki raised an eyebrow in confusion, “Well a little attention from my boyfriend could’ve prevented that”, you replied.

Baki grabbed your wrist, the other following right after, pinning them both above your head in one hand. He brought his free hand to your face, admiring your pretty face as he caressed your cheek, your skin warm against his fingers before they reached your lips. “I don’t wanna play around with you during the tournament”, he said, tracing his thumb along your lower lip, eyes focused on yours. “Why?’, you quickly asked, furrowing your eyebrows in concern, hoping he wouldn’t change his mind while you ached this much for him. “Because, i get so high on adrenaline, I wouldn’t wanna hurt you”. “What makes you think I couldn’t handle it?”, you quickly spoke, Baki chuckling at your hasty response. “Are you too fucking horny to think straight babe? “ he asked, “Yes. I really want you inside of me…please”, you replied, squirming beneath him as you ached even more, unintentionally grinding against his thigh. Baki bit his lip, not only could he smell you, but he could feel how wet you were too, those dark brown eyes never leaving yours as he slowly shoved his index and middle finger into your mouth. “Suck”, he instructed, swallowing at the feel of your warm mouth wrapping around his fingers, your tongue weaving in between them as you sucked, never taking your eyes off of his. He loved how obedient you could be underneath him. “What’s wrong baby?”, he asked as you whimpered, closing your eyes for just a few seconds, Baki removing his fingers from your mouth. “It’s starting to really hurt…please Baki, please i nee— ahhhhh!”, you moaned. Baki’s fingers pressing circles on your clit. You opened your eyes, taken by surprise at the sudden relief. “No fussing?”, he asked, planting kisses down your neck. “No”, you said, your voice soft as you moaned in bliss. “No whining”, he continued, planting kisses on your chest, licking his lips at the sight of your nipples, perky and hard, swallowing the saliva running down the inside of his cheeks. “No whining”, you repeated, gasping at the feel of him tugging on your nipple with just his teeth, his fingers still rubbing your clit in circles, your breathe catching as you reached your climax.

Not long into your orgasm, Baki’s fingers still rubbed your clit in those delicious slow circles, your heels now digging into the waxy leather of the couch as you embraced yourself for another blissful orgasm, Baki circling your nipple with his tongue, before tugging on it with his teeth again. “Baki”, you moaned aloud, his teeth tugging on your nipple slightly painful, but the orgasm his fingers on your clit brought you to distracted you enough to handle it. Letting your nipple slip through his teeth made you wince in pain, but he shoved the same two fingers inside your achy, moist walls right after, the sudden penetration from not having him for almost two weeks forcing you to scream. “Uuhhh, fuck! Baki!”. His fingers did not pause for even a second as he buried them a little deeper inside of you, grabbing your sensitive nipple with his teeth once again. The sudden aggression leaving you heavily panting as you tried to handle the sharp pain, wondering why he was being so rough with you. You really were a little tighter than Baki expected, but he noticed how easily you loosened up as he moved his fingers inside of you, keeping them curled as he began massaging your gspot, enjoying the sounds of you struggling to take this all at once. Letting your nipple slip through his teeth again you couldn’t help but whimper, the pain nearly unbearable. “Good girl baby”, he praised, your back arching off the couch as he slowly fingered you, keeping to the same pace, dragging the tips of his fingers against the same spot, over and over again, driving them in deep just to mess with you, mesmerized by the way your plump lips parted to let out a desperate moan before biting your lower lip when he reverted to curling his fingers to massage that spot again. “fuck! uhhhh yeeesss!”, you cried out, your hips and legs jerking as you came. “Mmmm, there you go baby”, Baki whispered in your ear, planting kisses all over your face. “Again okay babe?”, he said, continuing to massage your gspot, driving you to the brink of insanity for just a little moment, enjoying the sounds of your cursing, pleading and desperate cries over trying to take how incredibly amazing he made you feel. He couldn’t help but indulge in your other nipple, circling your nipple with his tongue, flicking and sucking before tugging on it with his teeth, and for a second your brain turned to mush, completely dominated by the orgasm Baki brought you. You couldnt stop the urge to kick, your hips and legs jerking, finally squirting hard, your fluids making a mess on his arm and the leather couch.

You couldn’t control anything, your arms restricted above you as you basically screamed, panting hard in between loud moans, your lungs desperately trying to catch a breath, but you were under the mercy of your boyfriend, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he continued to finger you, still sucking your swelling nipple. “fuuuhh, bakiiii oh my g-goooshhh”, you cried, your voice cracking in between moans, Baki quickly removing his fingers, massaging your clit in circles again. You couldn’t stop yourself from squirting, and you couldnt care less about the mess you were making, your brain turning into mush once again, completely zoning for the second time. Baki finally gave you a break, but you were still possessed by your orgasm. Lifting his fingers to his mouth, the slightly nutty and sweet smell of your fluids soaking his fingers made his mouth water, swallowing his saliva before inserting his fingers into his mouth, getting a taste of his sweet little girlfriend. He missed you. Wondering how on earth he was able to go nearly two weeks without tasting you, relishing in the sweet fluid running down his throat. Licking his fingers clean, he finally snapped out the trans he was in, sitting up on his knee. He couldn’t help but smile at the mess you were on the couch, tugging on his shorts, pulling them just down below his ass, his briefs following next, freeing his raging hard dick.

He wasn’t going to wait for you to calm down, lifting up your thigh to spread you wide open, the sight of your dripping pussy making his dick twitch. He felt like he’d die if he didn’t bury himself inside of you any sooner, rubbing the mushroom tip of his dick along your folds, getting the head nice and lubricated, his own precum in the mix before pressing it against your entrance, the snug fit around it forcing him to take a breath. He pushed himself inside of you a little more, the two of you moaning loud when he was able to sheath most of his length inside of you at once. “Fuck!”, Baki grunted, and you broke out into a fit of moans, having completely forgotten just how much he could fill you up. “Baby”, Baki called, pressing his lips against yours before you could respond. He was such an amazing kisser, and this time around, you shoved your tongue into his mouth, desperate to taste him, your arms now free, wrapping around his burly torso, enjoying the feel of his back under the palms of your hands. He let you in, wrestling your tongue with his own, sucking on it when he had the chance, and for the next minute or two, that’s all you did, Baki softly moaning, wrapping his arms around you too, hugging you close against him, enjoying the pleasant warmth of his body against yours. Finally breaking the kiss to look at you, the two of you panted in each others face, you much louder than him, feeling so stuffed you couldn’t handle it, but you promised you’d take all of him, resting your head back down on the couch, already feeling tired after such an ecstatic orgasm.

“I didn’t mean to make you feel neglected. I was just…well… I-” he tried to speak, struggling to put his emotions into words, especially when you looked at him like that, the tips of your fingers tracing feather light circles on his back as you gazed at him, giving him time to speak. Your dark brown eyes twinkled, Baki losing himself in them for a moment, swallowing before attempting to speak again. “I shouldn’t…well, I was wrong for not spending much time with you baby, I love you so much, I’m such an idiot”, he admitted, a feint tint on red decorated his cheeks as he rested his forehead against yours. “Yeah, a big strong idiot”, you whispered, making him softly chuckle, and you couldn’t help but moan, your pussy clenching him, begging him for some action. His big hands found your thighs once again, spreading you so wide, forcing another moan out of you. He smiled, you’re still horny as hell he noted. “But I’m still slightly annoyed…so I’m still gonna fuck you…”, he said, slowly pulling out of you. You realized that you had nothing to grip on, placing your hand on his forearm to prepare yourself. You could’ve burst his eardrum with how loud you screamed, Baki shoving himself back inside of you in one hard stroke. “…really hard”, he finished, speaking above your trailing whimpers, pulling out before ramming himself right into you again. “Baki!!!”, you cried out, your nails digging into forearm already. But he was honest when he said he was still a little annoyed, picking up the pace as he continued to thrust into you, each stoke so forceful, your legs shaking in his hands only after a couple of strokes.

Baki almost felt sorry for you, your pussy creaming around him as he continued to fuck you, watching you scream and cry, clawing at his tummy and arm as you tried to take him, he wasn’t surprised to feel you start clenching around him much tighter, determined to wreck you. He held you down easily, despite how much you shook, your eyes rolling to the back of your head again, feeling yourself zoning out, your brain giving in to the intensity of the pleasure your pussy sent it. Pulling out of you wasn’t an option, “Fuck!”, Baki cursed when your vagina forced him out, a streak of fluid gushing onto him. You came so hard you swear you could see stars, even with your eyes shut tight. Violently shuddering underneath Baki’s hold. And as merciless as he was in the arena, he still spread you wide open, burying his head in between your legs, drinking his fill of your juices, greedily latching onto your clit to start softly sucking the swollen bean. Your hands immediately found his head, grabbing a fistful of his brown hair, you tried to push him away, but to no avail, your body being forced into a longer, more intense orgasm. The amount of times you cried out your boyfriends name, begged him to stop and pulled at his hair, yet he didn’t budge, and you could feel yourself blacking out, every action from that point forth totally involuntary.

Your clit left his mouth with a pop, Baki immediately wrapping his arms around you, holding you tight. Lifting you up, you still violently convulsed in his arms, Baki carrying you to the bed just behind the couch. Managing to carry you in one arm as he lifted the duvet, crawling under the covers with you. He only planned to spend the rest of the day with you, the coolness of the sheets so refreshing as he snuggled you under them, patiently waiting for you to relax. He was planning on ever leaving you unattended for too long ever again, but one thing for certain was that he was not done fucking you.