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˖˚˳⊹ overstimulation feat. kazuha : zhongli : itto : ayato : heizou : dainsleif x fem! reader from the 5.5k event special

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨𝗛𝗔

it was as if an amount of unspeakable desire continuously seeped through your pores while kazuha ruined your poor cunt with his skilled fingers. He was so quick with it too, a small grin accompanying him once realising just how desperate he made you already. You looked up for a moment to meet the deep pair of his needy eyes, —that were full with desire just waiting to ruin you even more—. It didn’t take you long to cum all over his fingers yet kazuha didn’t stop like you thought he would.

more so he was getting quicker now, pushing his digits knuckles deep into your hole while you arched your back at the sensation, resulting in your hips meeting his own sloppy movements half way. Every touch of him felt like flames running through your body and you already felt as if you were growing addicted to the feeling. "are you close?" his words accompanied with an almost devilish grin, kissing the tip of your nose before scissoring your tight pussy. The overstimulation made you scrunch your eyes shut, your consciousness turning lighter as you mewled out his name over and over again, grabbing onto his arms for some sort of control, twitching in delight knowing he won‘t stop anytime soon.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗭𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗟𝗜

zhongli was so warm and big inside of you, the way your tight hole was fluttering around his girth was to die for. You couldn‘t quite remember how often you already came against his big cock, only feeling all kind of sticky substances pool out of your quivering pussy that was so unbelievably abused by zhongli remotely rutting against you. You could feel the overstimulation rush through your body in big waves, unable to be ruttled away. "one more, darling." he was cooeing against the shell of your ear, voice turning huskier when you mewled sharply over his lips.

zhongli would always chant soft praises whenever he‘d overstimulate you, in a way to calm you down while his hands acted on their own, thumb pushing down on your clit for additional pleasure. He wanted, no needed you closer against his body, cock throbbing over your abused walls as you whined out harshly, body twitching from the additional aftershocks even after you came all over his shaft, a white ring of your juices decorating his cock almost downright pornographically. Zhongli encircled you with his arms, —as if he was protecting you—, while attempting to push himself even deeper into you, the squelching noises bouncing off the room with great ease as a soft yet surely loving praise left his lips.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗢

itto‘s lips kissed you without allowing you to react in any way, his cock pumping in and out of you in fast motion while he hid his face in the crook of your neck, taking in the scent that was so unbelievably addictive to him, couldn‘t get enough of it, really. The way he‘d fuck you was domineeringly, passionately and almost possessively in a way. His warm fingers blended with your body as if it was the most natural thing, now placing his hands against your hips to drag your body against his throbbing cock. He‘s so lost, his heartbeat drumming against his chest in wild beats once he felt you clench and mewl again.

it was happening every so often that he‘d overstimulate you without actually wanting to do said thing. Due to this sudden feeling deep inside your gut, your pussy grabbed onto his girth hard, making the man above you groan out through clenched teeth. His body almost collapsing against you completely if it wasn‘t for his arms holding him up, the last thing itto would want right now was to crush you with his bodyweight. He‘s so close though, so deep inside of you and not to mention warm. You‘re a babbling mess underneath him now, his seed filling you up once aftershocks haunted your body from the overstimulation that took place. You couldn‘t exclaim a single word, it was almost unbearable that you weren‘t able to show him just how good he made you feel. So the only thing you did was grab his head in your hands to kiss him passionately, itto sensing exactly the reassurance you weren‘t able to announce.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗔𝗬𝗔𝗧𝗢

ayato‘s burning warmth blended with you from his palms to your chest, his hands greedily squeezing your breasts and feeling the soft skin unravel. There were no gaps between the both of you, only him in between your thighs, sucking on your poor cunt and licking a straight line from your clit to your hole. Ayato was so messy with it too, you weren‘t sure what made him so horny tonight but you surely weren‘t complaining. The sudden lack of control lifted the air from your lungs, an exclaim coming through your mouth hastily.

his tongue was quickening over your glistering folds, circling his wet muscle every now and then when he met your hole with the tip, slowly adding two of his fingers to bury them knuckles deep inside of you. What had started as a teasing session was now a desperate attempt for you to not come undone too soon. Surely the overstimulation was making it even harder for you to compose yourself, legs lazily thrown over his shoulders and shaking violently against his head. Ayato placed his palms on your stomach, —which cancelled the needy cravings you had for him—, replacing it with his touch. the squelching noises were now unable to be ignored once he sucked harshly on your clit, hollowing his cheeks and pulling away before you arched your back violently, relishing in the overstimulation while ayato held you steady, never stopping the movements on your abused cunt. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗭𝗢𝗨

heizou straightened his back to retract his hips a bit higher, thrusting upwards to meet your cunt. You were so good to him tonight, riding him silly and whining out whenever he‘d particularly snap his hips up harshly, always looking at you with a pair of smiling eyes. You reached down to meet his lips with yours, kissing him soft and delicately. Yet somehow it was hard for you to concentrate on anything else than the hard pace heizou was going for now, his hands put against your hips and trying to hold you steadily while fucking you through your orgasm.

the surrounding air began to feel warmer, harder and not to mention more passionate as you collapsed forward into his embrace, hiding your face in the crook of your nack and moaning out screaming at the sensation he made you feel right now. Your poor cunt being filled with aftershows of your orgasm and now the overstimulation that made itself visible in a heart beat. Sensing the way you unraveled against him, heizou‘s breath grew heavier, in combination with his pace now which wasn‘t getting slower either. The tingling feeling in his groin was hard to ignore as well, —he was so sensitive now—, but he wanted to coax out yet another orgasm from you, just couldn‘t get enough of that expression you‘d always bless him with. The sudden movements made the man underneath you grab a fistful of your hair to make you look at him, engulfing your lips in his own and hoping he‘d be able to conceal his ever so growing moans from you.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗗𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗟𝗘𝗜𝗙

dainsleif gritted his teeth, cock slowly turning numb and abused by the fastened pace you were going for now, your hand currently fisting him through his orgasm. He already came countless of times before, white substance sticking in between your digits and flowing down his balls, staining the bedsheets underneath the both of you in the process. The pleasure that was flowing through his veins was divine to say the least, his hand grabbing onto your wrist to halter your movements but you really wanted to know it tonight.

dainsleif mewled loudly as he felt the overstimulation approach him almost downright sinfully while you were grinning at him with that sweet n nice pseudo smile of yours. You could feel him throb against your hand again, deciding to take his abused tip in your mouth, following it up with hard and rough licks of your tongue around his shaft to make him unravel against your hold. "i’m so close again." he‘s throwing his head back as he said that particular sentence, thrusting up into your grip to meet your pace halfway in an attempt to fight the overstimulation that was causing multiple shivers to run down his spine. You enjoyed watching him struggle like that through your lashes, suckling on his red shaded tip and hollowing your cheeks whenever you felt like he wasn‘t voicing his pleasure enough. Dainsleif knew that it wouldn‘t matter what he did, he couldn‘t control the newish found feeling of being overstimulated by you in any way, he could only and certainly enjoy it as much as he already was.

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This unnamed Eeveelution was inspired in part by tigers, Eastern dragons, and lightning.

Named: ??? (Electric/Dragon)

On rare occasion, an Eevee can be affected by more than one environmental factor, and reacts to grow into a new, rare evolution. Eevee who live in among Dragon-type Pokémon and are exposed to frequent powerful lightning storms may evolve into an Electric/Dragon-type. Extremely sensitive to the electricity in the atmosphere, these Eeveelutions are able to step into the air by propelling themselves off of pockets of electricity generated within their paw pads. Drawn to storms and overcast weather, they will leap through the sky until they reach an area dense with electrolyzed ions. The ions collect on their fluffy mane, long streamers, and tail, charging them up and allowing them to soar through the troposphere with speed and grace. With Staraptor-like vision they search for prey on the ground below before pouncing from up high; their glowing body descending from the clouds looks like a bolt of lightning striking the land, their impact booming like thunder. They have a serious disposition and are fierce hunters; an Electric/Dragon Eeveelution will not give up on a hunt or battle until their foe is conquered. Their cyan pattern glows when using Electric-type attacks.

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Synopsis: Luffy is hungry, and he will stop at nothing to get what he wants. He doesn’t care where it happens, how it happens, or what exactly happens - all he cares about is the who and when. The who is you, and the when is right now and until his hunger is fully satisfied.

Warnings: Luffy x afab!reader, established relationship, no gendered terms used, NSFW, smut, overstim, Luffy is hungry, Luffy is eating, Luffy is persuasive, Luffy is dominant - do not read if you are not fond of Luffy in this way, afab!reader, without plot, no penetration, oral afab!reader receiving, MDNI it's not meant for you.

Notes: This is a gift for my moot-wife, @sordidmusings. In light of the post directly below this one, this is without much plot at all.

Tag List: @feral-artistry @writingmysanity @gingernut1314 @cinnbar-bun @vespidphoenix @i-am-vita @sexc-snail @since-im-already-here sssssssorry...

Fingers absentmindedly sought out the scalp of your captain, his head reclining in your lap, his straw-hat lying beside you both while enjoying the mild heat of the afternoon. You hummed a small melody, joining your other hand in his dark curls and tugging lightly on a few key locks. You soothed his skin, fingers circling down and massaging the scruff of his neck and behind his ears. 

As you both sat on the top deck of The Sunny, enjoying the cries of gulls and crashing waves against the wooden hull, you felt the creak of wooden slates dipping slowly as Luffy turned in your lap. Placing his hands on the floor, his knees rising beneath him to hoist his body up: he slowly stalked towards you. Before you even turned your head to acknowledge this change in demeanor, you knew the sight that was awaiting you. When he prowled that slowly toward you, he was a beast consumed with a lust that was truly insatiable. 

He was ravenous.

There was nothing you could do about him when he got in this mood but take what you were given, with a smile on your face and a hot flush swelling in your cheeks. You elected not to look at him, angling your face away as he prowled on all fours towards you across the wooden planks lining the floor beneath you.

“Luffy,” you shot him in a warning tone, “We’re on the deck.” You heard a soft humming melody from the kitchen, along with a small stream of cigarette smoke wafting from the kitchen bay window. A clack of bolts and powders shifted from a metal cylinder into a glass orb, Usopp’s latest craft being siphoned into a bolt.

“Don’t care,” he growled in a feral growl, his hot breath tickling at your shoulder as his grabby hands pulled at the hemline of your shirt, “‘M hungry.” A clatter of a porcelain teacup meeting its dish had your attention splitting over to the tangerine grove aboard the ship, a wisp of Robin’s ebony hair blowing in the gentle breeze and reflecting the risen sun. 

“Luffy,” you again uttered, shifting your body away from his and scuttling over to the mast, “Someone will see.” A small coughed grunt littered the air, a rumbly snore following as Zoro rolled onto his side: blissfully and soundly slumbering while basking in the sun. 

“Hungry,” he repeated, his arms surrounding your shoulders and caging you against the base of the crowsnest. You squeaked as his lips connected to the exposed point of your neck. A trail of desperate nips, licks, and bites littered your collar, pulse and jaw. 

“Luffy,” a breathy call of his name pricked his ears and encouraged him to continue peppering your body with insatiable kisses. “Luffy, somewhere else. Anywhere else. Please, Lu.”

“No, ‘please, Lu’,” he taunted, his lips curling into a taunting smile as he continued to consume your flesh, “Please, you. Need you. Please, please.” His mocking chant growled at you, “‘M so hungry.” The way his lips hummed against your throat, the way his eyelashes fluttered into your skin, every aspect of his insatiable touch shot sparks into your flesh and raised your follicles to stand alert in anticipation. 

When Luffy said he was “hungry,” like this, you knew it was never a hunger for food. Although his appetite for meat was vast, when he said “hungry,” in this tone, what he truly meant was: “hungry for you.” 

“Lower decks?” you breathily sighed at him, his lips curling in contact further against your skin, “Bedroom, bathroom, the map room, Lu,” you listed, inching away from him in a last ditch effort to halt his advance, “Anywhere, but here.” 

Luffy hissed out a dark chuckle into your neck, nuzzling the flesh with his nose and grinning into your throat. He pressed a chaste kiss against the center of your throat before rising to his feet, hoisting you into the air, and throwing you over his shoulder. 

“Knew ya’d see it my way,” Luffy chuckled, his palm meeting swiftly against your ass cheek in a crisp clap before pawing at the flesh below, “I’m gonna eat ‘ya until you’re all dopey in the head,” his chuckle grew darker, his voice lowering in that feral rumble you knew meant trouble. 

“You’re gonna sit back and take it until I say you’re done,” his tone turned serious the longer he walked below decks, kicking the door to crew quarters open with his heel, “Gonna’ have ‘ya regrettin’ stopping me and makin’ me wait.” 

As soon as the door clicked behind you, your clothes were flung from your body and piled in careless heaps on the floor. Your body was flung onto the mattress, Luffy’s arms hooking over your thighs and raking you down to the bed where his famished lips awaited you. 

He was ravenous.

Your left hand clapped over your lips, your eyes widening almost beyond their natural capacity, and pupils going black as your world came crashing down around you. Your toes curled, thighs shaking and caging Luffy’s head deep against your gushing pussy, writhing and squirming against his face as his tongue greedily lapped your glistening core. 

Luffy was a messy eater, a common feat he wore as a badge of honor each time he ate like this. If his face was not covered by your slickened arousal from the sheer number of times he had you whimpering and sobbing for him, he would not stop until it was. 

Lips, nose, tongue, chin and teeth were bobbing, weaving and slobbering over your throbbing cunt. Your stiff clit was prodded, sucked, nosed at, rubbed, and licked: Luffy’s saliva mixing with your slick juices and coating his face and your thighs with its sheen. As he paid attention to your quivering entrance, pistoning his moist muscle in and out with the precision you had seen showcased with his heavy punches in battle, he growled into your core. 

“L-Luffy p-please. No more, please,” you begged him, writhing and grinding against his head in an attempt to pull away. His arms caged you in, feeling the way your walls gripped and beckoned him in with its throbbing and squeezing. 

“Nuh-Uh,” his muffled voice taunted you, his lips open and mouth wide as he slurped and bobbed his head. Luffy’s eyes rolled back as another wave of your arousal snapped, an orgasm coaxed and ripped from your body with a particularly sloppy circle of his tongue over your aching bud. He continued rolling his tongue, repeating that movement as you screamed his name. 

He was ravenous.

Your hands flew to his hair, gripping onto the curled locks and holding his face against your throbbing core as your hole clenched in an attempt to draw in further contact. It was hypnotizing Luffy with its rhythmic summoning, calling his name in a beckoning chant of fluttering walls as waves of release washed over your body. 

After fully riding through your high, your body fell limp in his arms. Each part of you felt empty of substance: your lungs, your mind, your pussy - everything numb and dumb of all thoughts as the hazy fog swelled throughout your afterglow. 

“One more, ‘kay? One more and I’m done,” Luffy panted, his eyes dark with his pupils black to cover his caramel orbs, “Just one more,” he kissed at your thigh, “I need one more from you. Just one more, and I’ll be all full.” You had no energy to move your lips, no air in your lungs to form words as you felt him maneuver your body up onto the bed further. He flipped you over, ass up and shoulders firm against the mattress as he dove in behind you. 

He slunk you down into the bed, hooking his arms around your ass beneath your thighs, as he rocked you against his face from behind. Laying his torso down onto the bed, his clothed cock made twitching contact against the mattress as he felt your walls flutter around him. He moaned into your pussy, thrusting his tongue into your entrance while using his chin to stimulate your clit. 

You couldn’t take much more, exhaustion hanging over you as no words strung into cohesive sentences. Babbling his name, mewling and keening for him, as he ate you from his position behind your body, had tears prick at the corners of your eyes and threaten to spill through another release. Your body responded almost against your will, your aching cunt rocking against his chin as his tongue fucked into you. 

Luffy’s ravenous appetite was insatiable, him eating at the sweetest nectar he had ever sampled while subconsciously rutting into the mattress at each drag of his tongue against your walls. You cried for him, shoulders shaking as you felt the tight swell within your stomach threaten to teeter over the edge again. Your brain fog had each moment seeming as if it were to be your last as Luffy spat and slobbered against you. 

His deep growls vibrated through your walls, his soft hum hitching as his knob ground beneath him. His precum beaded at the slit of his cock, his veins throbbing and velvetty shaft desperately thrashing and grinding against the mattress as he felt you near your release. You whimpered for him, hands gripping the fabric of the mattress and squeezing the material hard enough for it to fray. 

“L-Luffy I-I-... ngmm-a-ahhh-... I-I’m g-g-,” you couldn’t make it through your sentence, lightning striking within your stomach as you ground against his face. Your toes curled and legs shook with every radiant shock sourced from your clit to your spine, stomach, eyelashes and down your legs. You gushed in his face, mixing your arousal with his saliva connecting to his tongue in hot strings. 

Moaning into your fluttering walls, Luffy’s cock wept through his shorts as hot ropes of sticky cum shot through his throbbing slit. His eyes rolled back at the taste of your cunt, propelling a long and encumbering orgasm to shudder through his own body. He ground his understimulated cock against the bed, shifting and stuttering through his orgasm as he held onto the flesh of your ass more. 

As you both rode through your bliss, Luffy licked another stripe along your overstimulated walls, a flutter from your entrance enticed him to kitten-lick another small kiss against your bud. Flipping you onto your back, he was mesmerized by your flushed cheeks and puffed lips, bruised by the amount of times you stifled your more violent cries within your mouth. 

“O-One more?” Luffy asked, kissing your thighs and nodding against your groin, “One more, okay? Just one. One more and I’m done.” His dark eyes glowed up at you, his face coated with the glistening sheen of your arousal smearing over his lips, nose, cheeks and chin. His greedy smile rose against his damp cheeks as your hands reached for his, lacing your fingers in between each of his digits. 

He couldn’t get enough. He loved you like this. His appetite sprung up once more, leaning down and beginning the slow and sensual roll of his tongue against your body: consuming more of your essence until he drank his fill and stifled his hunger.  He was ravenous.

SAY IT: LUFFY x Y/N

(cw: sex, luffy asking you to say dirty things, breeding kink, spoilers post wano)

(a/n: i am giggling like a maniac)

words: 1.9k

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Luffy loves hearing the sound of his name.

It’s usually in distress or anger, that someone calls his name after he’s done something wrong. But when you say his name, all whispered and broken, his hips pounding into yours as he does something right for a change, over and over again…it’s addicting.

No sarcasm, no hits over the head.

Just your arms around his shoulders as he makes you squeal his name in pleasure.

“Again,” he pants, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, “Say my name again.”

“Luffy!” You yelp out, after a particularly sharp thrust. He’s got your legs draped over his arms. He growls, something deep and low in his throat, before slowing down. He hits it slow and deep, staring down at you with his jaw jut forward.

“Again.”

Luffy has gray eyes—black in the dark—and his pupils are blown. He has sharp clavicles and broad shoulders, scars on his forearms and bruises on his knuckles. His hands are strong and wide.

He sinks his fingers into the flesh of your thighs, holding your legs open as he sits on his knees. You reach up to run your fingers through his dark, sweaty hair. You push it far back enough to reveal his sharp widow’s peak. Luffy is an art piece.

“Say it, slut.”

He’s staring down at you, slowing his pace to a stop. You whine, missing his movements, the massaging of his cock inside you, and you kick. He wraps a thick hand around your knee, forcing your legs open wider.

“Say it.”

His eyes are burning with a fierce passion, the gray sparking obsidian in the blue dark of his cabin.

Your voice is stuck in your throat, suddenly so aware of his strength. He’s Mugiwara no Luffy. He’s the captain of the Straw Hat pirates. He has a fleet and a three billion berry bounty.

He beat Kaido.

He’s liberated countless lives.

He’s eaten the human-human fruit, mythic type, Nika.

He’s a god.

And he’s asking you to say his name.

Luffy swallows, suddenly dropping to his elbows on either side of your head. He buries his face in your neck and shudders out a heavy breath.

“Please, baby,” he moans, “Please say m’name, sounds so good when you scream my name, your voice is so pretty baby, please say it~” He whispers in your ear, his breath tickling your skin as his hips start to shallowly thrust into yours.

You wind your fingers in his hair, lips at his ear, as you whisper what he wants to hear. “Luffy,” the first breath of his name is barely audible, “Luffy, Luffy, Luffyyyy~,” you drawl out his name as he groans. His hips speed up.

“That’s it baby, lemme hear ya,” his arms circle your shoulders and upper back, holding you to him in missionary. He rocks against you. “Don’t stop,” he whines into your neck, “Please keep goin’, wanna hear my name when I cum, please baby?” His words are dirty, slurred out and drunken. Luffy’s always like this: demanding one minute and pleading the next. He’s everything to you.

“Luffy, yes captain, Luffy fuck yes—!” Your whispers turn to cries, turn to prayers, turn to whines.

“Luffy Luffy Luuffyyyy~!”

“That’s it, babygirl, just like that,” he croons as his thrusts turn hard and fast. “Take it f’me baby, take it~”

So you do.

You cum around Luffy’s cock with a wail, a shudder, a release. He giggles as he sits up to feel the wetness on his abdomen. He examines the squirt on his palm with a raunchy smile.

“So good f’me, squirtin’ like that,” he mumbles, grinning at your blush.

He crawls back over you, softly laying his weight down on top of you. He presses soft little kisses to your cheeks and forehead. “Hm?” He whispers, making sure you’re okay, “Like that, hm, baby? S’good, isn’t it?” Luffy’s voice is low and cloying. You whine, nodding as you wind your arms around his shoulders. He’s always so sweet to you in bed.

Luffy snickers a little, speeding up.

The feel of his cock is heaven.

“What if—ah—what if I wanna fill ya up?” He hides his face in your neck, licking a stripe up to your jaw. He smooches beneath it, behind your ear, along your chin. His voice rasps low as he dirty talks you into oblivion. “Wanna pump ya full of my cum, wanna see it pourin’ outta ya…” He speeds up a little, “Wanna fuck a baby into ya,” he presses his forehead to yours, his hips snapping in place. He’s got you on your back, legs splayed over his arms as he crushes you into the bed. “Ganna fuck ya full of my kids, hm, sweetheart? Wan’ captain’s kids?”

His words burn holes into your sanity: fully sending you over the edge of desire. You cum around his cock with shudders and a gasp that makes Luffy giggle to hear it.

He slows.

“Say it, baby~” He whispers in your ear, his body pressing hot and heavy against yours. You’ve melted into the bed. His hips are now lazily thrusting against yours in a slow, arrhythmic pace. “Say it or I won’t speed up,” he giggles, pulling back to stare at your face. “Say how bad ya wan’ it,” he murmurs, tracing your face with careful fingers. He’s staring down at you in awe, hips all but stopped as he waits for your answer.

You squirm, the covers all sweaty and tangled beneath you. Luffy’s breeding kink only comes out when he’s really riled up. His sweet face is flushed, all amber gold with strawberries. He’s smiling, even as he starts to pull out.

“Want it!” You squeak, not wanting to lose even an inch of his cock inside you. He slows, pushing back in with a shit-eating grin on his face.

“Want what, baby?”

You pout.

“No fair…,” you mumble, squirming around. He giggles, sitting up on his knees so he can hold your hips in place. “S’embarrassing…,” you whine. He arches an eyebrow.

“Embarrassed to say how bad ya need captain’s cum? Dontcha need it, though?” He asks curiously, tilting his head. As if he actually didn’t know the answer.

You scoff.

“Fine, I need it,” you whisper, lips pouting as you turn your head to the side. Luffy grips your cheeks in one hand, suddenly rough as he forces you to look at him. His eyes are a sharp black as he stares down at you with a cold curiosity.

“Not good enough,” he states. He sits up, and pulls out halfway. His abs shudder with heavy breaths. He pins you to the bed with his gaze. “Say how bad ya need it. I know you’re a slut f’me,” he pulls out a little more, and you whine for the lack of him. He grins. “See?”

Fuck.

You don’t know why you hesitate, something about the intensity Luffy gets when he’s like this…it’s electric.

Luffy pulls out all the way.

“Guess ya don’t want it,” he says with a shrug. He reaches for his hat on the foot of the bed, placing it on his spiky black hair. Just as he’s about to stand, you kick a leg out to stop him. You sit up, grabbing for his arm. Your fingers squeeze around his rock hard bicep. Fuck.

“Need it.”

Luffy looks at you the way he looks at food. Ravenous. He’s over you in an instant. He doesn’t need to ask you again; you’re babbling for him.

“Need you so bad, Luffy! Need your cum inside me,” he’s positioned himself over you, sitting on his knees again, “Wanna feel it, wanna feel—,” you hiccup, stumbling over such dirty words, “Wanna feel you pump me full—of your cum,” you whisper, as Luffy lines himself up with your entrance. He tsks, shaking his head.

“Louder.”

You squeeze your eyes shut, “Luffy! Want it so bad!” Your voice is cracked, almost foreign with how lustful it sounds to your own ears. “Want—want your kids, Luffy, wanna feel you fuck a baby into me!”

Luffy smiles, and finally, finally pushes all the way back in.

“That’s a good princess,” he says, low. His hands sear into your hips, as he pulls you flush against him. He’s big.

He smirks. “Now, was that so bad?”

You huff, still hot from the filthy words he’s made you say.

Luffy starts fucking you slowly, eyes locked on the place where you connect. He drags his cock in and out, savoring every moment. He licks his lips. Head tilted back, he moans.

“Say my name, princess~”

You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him in closer to you. He hooks one leg over his shoulder, lowering down to kiss you. You whisper a broken Luuffyyy into his lips.

“That’s good,” he pants, speeding up. His thrusts are smooth, languid. “Say my name til I tell ya ta stop. Don’t wanna ask anymore.” His voice is low, growled against your lips. You swallow his words like honey. You start speaking, and don’t stop.

“Captain Luffy, please Luffy please don’t stop fucking me, I need it so bad baby I need captain’s cock!” You heave in a ragged breath, pleasure clouding your senses until there is nothing else but him.

And that’s how he likes it.

Luffy overwhelms you, speeding up as he smothers you with his weight. It’s all you can do to hold on.

“Want your cum Luffy want it so bad,” you start rocking your hips upward to meet his thrusts. It’s still slow and sensual, as Luffy enjoys every minute of it. His eyes are closed in bliss.

“Luffy, captain, you’re so sexy baby you’re so good at sex, Luffy, don’t ever wanna stop Luffy Luffy Luffy!,” your voice starts rasping, gone pitchy with pleasure. You start saying his name over and over, all Luffy, Luffy, Luffyyy~

Luffy is starting to get close to his edge, you can tell by the way his eyes squeeze shut and his hands tighten on your waist. He pulls out for a second, flipping you over onto all fours before you can protest.

He shoves his way back into your pussy, hard and fast as a jackhammer.

“Fuck, sweets,” he pushes your head down into the mattress, finishing inside you with a rough thrust and a strangled groan.

He pumps you full, all white hot and gooey. Your pussy twitches as pulls out, as he watches it spill down your thighs. He swipes a finger through it, before bringing it up to your lips. “Suck,” he commands, so you do. His spunk tastes awful, but it’s his so you love it, no matter the taste.

Finally, Luffy sighs.

He flops backward on the mattress, while you stay bent over on all fours. You’re blissed out, happy as a satisfied cat. You see Luffy drag a hand down his face, before you poke his thigh with your foot. “Captain?”

He lets out a loud groan.

Luffy sits up on his elbows, all flushed and sweaty. “Say I did a good job?” he commands, suddenly shy as he asks for reassurance.

You sit up, crawling over to him even as his spunk still drips out of you.

You bring his hand to your face, his palm on your cheek, before you kiss it. “You’re the best.”

He smiles, and thunks his head back into the mattress. “So are you.”

You smile, and lean down to cuddle your captain. He’s soft and sweaty, all warm from exertion. Your bodies melt together, made perfectly for each other, as you both fall into a deep, pleasurable sleep.

— ☆ Scumbag headcanons

Includes: Kaeya

[ Sub ] Gender-neutral reader

Contains: Scumbag, toxic behaviour, gaslighting, non-con, humiliation, exhibition + dacryphilia

— ☆ Overstimulation headcanons - Kaeya and Venti 🐑 [ GN ]

— ☆ Size kink headcanons - Diluc and Kaeya 🐑 [ GN ]

— ☆ Bratty Sub headcanons - Kaeya, Diluc, Xiao, and Childe 🐑 [ GN ]

[ masterlist ]

I got inspired by this ask and 🐉 anon that I decided to write a full fic (sort of). I thought Kaeya exhorting you out of information needed to be written more and now we're here. I will say, we need more top scumbag reader fics and I will be very happy to provide them.

Please read the contain tags.

— ☆ Kaeya

He's done this song and dance multiple times that Jean herself has given up on him. It works and she's put into a situation where Mondstadt's future is more important.

So when your dumb and naive Fatui self is stationed in Mondstadt? He'll suddenly start showering you with attention. Asking if you have a partner back home and all sorts of personal questions.

Pulling a few strings so you're both always put in a situation where it's just the two of you. Watching you get flustered by his touches that slowly get more and more sexual.

When he learns that you're actually a virgin? The dark and sadistic part of himself deep inside flares up. He leans in and offers to take you in his superior's office for your first time. It'll be fun he says. Something you'll never forget.

You should have known better, even the Knights were telling you that Kaeya was playing you, but you didn't care. He was so nice to you, maybe a little pushy, but he confessed that he was so heart-stricken by you. That was sweet to you! You've never had anyone chase after you like this, especially someone as handsome as Kaeya, that you brushed away a lot more things than you realized. He only ever seemed to take you out to taverns to get you drunk, most of your interactions became less about learning about each other and more about your work. When you seemed to realize that maybe Kaeya didn't truly love you? He would suddenly show up at your door with excuses and gifts. Slowly feeding your mind that you were worrying too much, reading into things too much, he loved you and just wanted to get to know you better.

It's when he's fucking you over his superior's desk that he finally lets out his secret. You were so easy. A few simple gestures of affection, small kisses in alleyways, and heated gazes and you were putty in his hands. He knows the Fatui aren't the most educated group but surely they haven't fallen so low to let a dumb little adventurer like you in their ranks? At least you were cute to make this worthwhile. Watching you silently cry to yourself as you realize that everything was a lie, that you've been ridiculed behind your back this entire time. Nothing gets him harder. The noises of your sobs and moans as you look at him heartbroken and betrayed. You try and push him off, hitting him as hard as you can to let you go, you don't want to be here anymore with him. He lets you have your tantrum before you give up and simply ask him why behind your tears.

"Because it's fun."

He knows there are guards stationed right outside the door, the same ones that warned you about him. Go on, scream for them. Let them hear how far you've fallen.

Jujutsu Kaisen x Studio Ghibli

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