Sakusa Kiyoomi X F!reader

sakusa kiyoomi x f!reader

request: sakusa cumming inside u cause its cleaner (that’s what he tells u) but legitimately its cause hes goot big breeding on the brain and wants ur cunny stewped in his children

tags: breeding, creampie, slight dubcon

“no—omi—not inside…” you moan, helpless while sakusa pushes your knees to your chest and drills into your abused hole.

“it’s cleaner this way,” he grunts, only half-heartedly listening. instead he is concentrated on how tight your walls are around him, how your pussy sucks him in, like you want his cum inside.

“omi…please—” you gasp when he hits that spot inside you and your hands instinctively come up to grip his shoulders. “i’m not on birth control…i’ll—get pregnant!”

“i know,” he hisses, especially when your walls clamp down like a vice.

you can feel the tip hitting the opening of your womb every time he pushes into you. his thrusts are getting deeper, the way he pistons his hips and angles them to penetrate you. it hurts, it’s making you cramp, but you can’t help that your pussy is creaming around him.

maybe it’s just instinct, knowing that he wants to impregnate you.

“fuck, i’m going to cum,” he towers over you, tipping your hips back, “you better take it. you’re my little cumdump, aren’t you?”

you helplessly agree, legs shaking. you’d take whatever he gives you.

when he finally ejaculates inside of you, he does so in long, hot spurts and plugs you up with his fat cock. your whole body feels warm, and you think, there’s so much inside you, you’re definitely going to get pregnant.  

i just want to be passed and railed by the inarizaki team 🥺

pls me too 🥺 okay guys!! let’s play a guessing game 

the first boy to have his hands on you leaves you trembling at what’s to come. his hands are rough, controlled, but they’re teasing. he knows what he’s doing when he sinks two of his fingers inside of you, stretching you open, but ever so slowly. he curls them just right, scissors them inside of you, presses his thumb against your clit and draws even circles. he has you cumming in no time, drenching his palm. it makes the slide inside of you easier. he’s thick, stretching you so much that his two fingers had been nothing in comparison. he takes his time with this too, his thumb remaining on your clit, messily rubbing and soothingly pinching the bundle of nerves as he starts to fuck you. he’s more attentive to your breasts than anything, and when he properly starts thrusting into you, picking up a steady pace, both his hands meet your breasts, large and harsh as they grope at them, as his fingers flick at your nipples, as he leans down to bite at the flesh, to tug at your hardened, aching nipples. he makes you cum another time before he chases his own high, and when he feels it approaching, he pulls out, opting to spill on your breasts, watching as you smear the cum all along your tits and over the ridges by your nipples, before you take your fingers, and dip them into your mouth while he grins at you, proudly, sinisterly, telling you just how perfect you are.

the second boy is more careful with you, but he’s less controlled in the sense that he wants to ease up on you, but can’t bring himself to. he pushes you onto your stomach, lifting up your lower body while keeping your face pressed down, and with one hand on your hip, the other on the small of your back, both steadying you, he sinks into you. he’s so big, splitting you open as he pushes deeper and deeper. he’d been all calming words and soothing strokes along your body, but now, his hips falter as he tries not to push in all at once, especially with the way you reach back and scrape your nails along his stomach, urging him to go slower, even slower than he already is, he wonders? he’ll shush you quietly as he bottoms out, telling you to take him like a good girl, you can take it, can’t you? pretty girl, of course you can. he loses himself in the feel of you around him, in the sounds he’s emitting from you, in the slap of his balls against your clit, in the the sound of your cunt sucking him in, in the way you look. when he’s close, he leans down, pressing his hips flush against yours and littering the back of your shoulders with infinite bruises as he praises you continuously for doing so well, for being such a big girl, and he makes you cum like this, before he pulls out, spilling over your ass messily. 

the third boy is so much more eager, grabbing your ankles and pulling you to the edge of the bed, twisting you around and flipping you onto your back. he has a mischievous smile on his face as he dives in between your legs, stuffing his face against your cunt, eagerly eating you out. he laps at your folds, pokes at your entrance with his tongue, sucks on your clit, and just as you’re about to cum, he pulls away, replacing his tongue with the angry red tip of his cock. he pushes inside of you so quickly that it has you arching up and away from him, but he keeps you where he wants you, his hands bruising on your hips. your cunt clamps down on him, since you were already so worked up and had been left hanging by him. he’ll be so teasing, so degrading, but in the most pleasant way. he’ll call you a pretty little slut, tell you no one can take a cock like you, how good you feel, how good you sound, the way you moan like a whore. when his fingers find your clit, and he pinches at it painfully, thrusting into you diligently, you cum, shaking and trembling and crying, pushing him towards his own high. although he wants to cum inside, he much prefers pulling out and cumming all over your cunt instead, watches as it clenches around nothing, as it flinches, as you flinch, while his cum coats your cunt and clit.

the fourth is so mean. he grabs your face as he sneers at you, calling you a whore, sinking his fingers in your cunt to taunt you, asking you how ever is he supposed to fuck a used cunt like this? he’ll fuck you anyways, you’re sure he will, he has to. you beg for his cock, pleading him, even if you’re so, so tired. he’ll pull his fingers out of you, covered in your arousal and the third boy’s cum, and press it to your lips, which you obediently part for him. as you suck on his fingers, so messily, he’ll align his cock to your entrance, pressing in all slowly. he continues sinking in, and in, and in until your breath is knocked out of your lungs. you’re no longer sucking on his fingers, your mouth falling open, eyes rolling back as he bottoms out, drool and spit and cum spilling from the corner of your mouth. he’s calculated in his thrusts, pulling out so slowly, before snapping his hips against yours. the entire time his fingers stay in your mouth, and when you babble that you’re going to cum, he snaps his hips harsher against yours, teasingly ordering you to cum, watching with satisfied eyes and a mocking gaze as you obey and freeze up, your orgasm rushing through you as you scream and you shake, legs swinging as he continues to fuck you through it, before he pulls out, and by your hair, he’ll pull you up, telling he wants to cum in your messy mouth. you’re still high off your orgasm, delirious, as he pulls you to his cock with your hair fisted in his hand, and cums down your throat. 

the fifth is has you cowering underneath his gaze, has you nodding mindlessly and mumbling, yes, yes, yes, whenever he asks you anything, whether that be if you’ll be a good girl for him, or if you want him, want his cock, want his cum. he’ll be slow, careful, kind, but the aura of dominance is rolling off of him in ways. he has you whimpering, clawing at his back as he fucks you missionary, his lips pressed to your neck, your chest, your nipples, your shoulders, your throat, your jaw. your legs eventually find their way to his waist, and he welcomes the position, until he wants more, more, more, so he grabs at the back of your thighs, before he’s bending you in half, pressing your legs to your chest as he fucks you faster than before. his cock is nearly hitting your cervix in this position, and he really has you fucked out stupid as he coos at you, telling you look so good like this, so stupid for him, for his cock. his grip on your legs to keep them steady is unrelenting, and before long, he has you cumming, spasming around him, legs shaking on his shoulders, your throat aching from your screams, and amidst it all, he spills inside of you, filling you to the brim with his cum, fucking you slowly as he rides out his high, and when he pulls out and watches the cum ooze out of your cunt, he’ll push his fingers in, trying to keep his cum inside. 

alright y’all who’s who!!! characters: suna, osamu, atsumu, aran and kita :)

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Another massive thank you to Rhi @yanderexbabydoll​ for encouraging me and basically sparking this idea way back, and to everyone who waited for the part 2 and stuck through me rewriting parts like seven times!! I hope you enjoy ♡

tw mafia!big 4, noncon, branding, blood play, double pen, anal, cum play, overstimulation, one (1) hit, collaring, coercion, light mindbreak, it’s pwp and they’re all feral that’s all i can say .wordc. 6.5k+

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hello I'm always thinking about naughty puppyboy kyotani. holding on to his muzzle as he rails you on the kitchen floor. he just has a bad biting habit

yes... yes ;; the dang muzzle barely helps, it really only further aggravates the mean pup more. says he doesn’t mean to bite you, swears that it’s out of love, but fuck does it hurt so a muzzle is warranted.

you don’t know what comes over him the second he stalks towards you, moving from his timeout spot- he finds it so funny how easy it is for him to get you on all fours against the cold tiles, metal bars around his mouth digging into the side of your face while he drools through them, teeth throbbing with the need to sink them into your shoulder. thinks it’s horrible how his cock is all nice and wet, creamy with a load of cum already dumped far into your cunt- but his teeth aren’t digging into the softness of your body. he has half a mind to knock the muzzle off, but adores your praises more than any scolding, no matter how much the words “bad dog” makes his cock jump.

SO TRUUYU- THINKING ABT SUGAR DADDY TYRELL!MAKKI where he’s in love w a common whore and eventually orders you to stop working at the brothel because he wants you all to himself locked up in the pretty castle you never thought you’d ever step foot in.

makki who likes to travel all over westeros and bring back an item for you from every place he’s been to

makki who also has a best friend from the martell house (cough ngl martell!meian would be so fucking sexy HAVE YOU SEEN PEDRO PASCALS OUTFIT IN GOT) and lets him indulge in you every once in a while

- 🍓

i haven’t watched got in a whilllleeee but this just made me <33 want to write something for it and aAAAAHHHH TYRELL HIRO AND MARTELL MEIAN MADE ME bFDYSUyifzygouef FERAL just feral omg omg i love this

tw voyeurism. that’s all, they are in love love

“You visit me so often I have to worry people will start catching doubts, my Lord,” you whisper, pouring some wine into the cups, eyes finding him stretched out on the bed again. Fluffy hair a mess, skin littered with marks of where your hands and mouth has been. You can’t help it, it’s so easy to indulge in him in the privacy of your bedroom. “Aren’t you traveling again soon? Maybe it’s best if—”

“Trying to get rid of me already?” he snickers, turning on his side to watch you. Your cheeks heat at the lack of clothing, but you continue cleaning up little knick-knacks to soothe your nerves anyway. Hiro smiles when you pout, eyeing your body through the thin covering you put on. Not that it shields anything.

“Never, my Lord. I just worry for your safety.” As you straighten, you feel the heavy stone he gifted you this time dangle between your breasts, yet another gift. He motions you over to the bed, and you quickly oblige. Crawling onto the plush, his hands find your arms, sliding up them to your shoulders and down your back the closer you get, before he gives up on the subtlety entirely to pull you back into his lap and his lips against your temple.

“No need, I don’t plan on leaving you.” Warm hands sliding lower, before he’s sliding up the dress to bunch at your waist, and maneuvering you around to rut his hips to yours, already hardening again. You’re not sure if the Tyrells are known for being this insatiable, but it’s always been like this with him. Only with him, and however silly, you find yourself longing for days where it’s him passing through that door. You let out a puff of air when his hands roam to your chest, squeezing your tits through the fabric and pinching a nipple, before he pulls your face to his to look at you.

“Do you need more compensation if I have you again?” His mouth hovering over yours, features so handsome and pretty. How unfair to be both this clever and beautiful. You shake your head, you don’t care. At this point the gold is as far from a reason as you’re in this bed with him. “So it’s my company you enjoy then?” The smug, little smile makes you feel hot inside though, and you kiss along his ear and jaw to shut him up.

“Yes. So hurry up and have me already.” His breathing hitches when you reach below you to grab his cock and line him up, sliding down his length with plenty of lube from your previous rounds. You moan, throwing your head back as he thrusts up, pulling you tight to his body, so painfully close it’s easy to pretend he means it. “Ah- feels so good,” you mumble, and he leans in to kiss you deeply, grabbing your face and keeping you there. Starting out slow but thrusting faster inside your wet pussy, he groans, but then the door is unceremoniously thrown open.

You jump, straining your neck to look at the new presence. Plenty of the girls behind the door send you apologetic looks, before it’s thrown closed again. The man is big, giant really, dressed in bright, sun-given colors and wearing a wide smile. But he doesn’t have his sword drawn, and Hiro has yet to push you off of him, so you hide your face in his chest with burning cheeks and ears. “Meian, don’t you have anything better to do? I’m busy.”

“I was in the area, thought I’d stop by! Aren’t ya glad to see me?”

You attempt to get off of his lap while the other man takes a seat on one of the stools, clenching around him in the process. But Hiro keeps your hips down and shakes his head, hugging you closer. He hooks his chin over your shoulder to keep you in place. “Well, like I said, I’m preoccupied. So unless you have some great news for me, it can wait ‘til later.”

“That the girl?” he suddenly asks, propping his feet up on the bed. You can feel his eyes on you, and turning your head only a little shows you’re right. “S’nice to meet you, pretty thing,” Meian nods, grabbing the wine you’d poured to swirl it around, “you’re one lucky whore.”

“Shugo,” Hiro finally snaps, looking between your face of mild embarrassment to his friend. “Get the fuck out. If you’re not going to talk, I at the very least don’t need you disturbing this for me.” He looks at you then, and brushes a hand past your cheek. “That’s Meian Shugo, he belongs to house Martell. A huge pain, as you can tell, but he doesn’t bite as hard as the other vipers.”

“Fine, I’ll leave you to yer romancing. But you owe me a favour, Takahiro, and yer not getting out of it this time.” He almost downs the wine, before thinking better of it and leaving it on the table, heavy boots on the stone floor as he walks backward towards the door. “I’ll be seeing ‘er again before the wedding, right?” He fishes out a letter from his pocket, puts it on the table alongside the wine, then takes his leave with a loud laugh when his friend looks at him a bit shocked.

“What’s wrong?” you ask him quickly, trying to get off of him again. He still doesn’t let you, though the movement does make him groan. He looks at the paper just quickly, then back at you, smile growing blinding.

“You’re mine.” He laughs, before turning you over and gripping your hips tight, thrusting inside you a few times and making your mouth drop open from the stretch. “Once I’m done with you here, start packing up, love. We’ve got a little trip to take.”

maybe, thoughts on suga, and fucking his baby dumb? filling her with cum over and over even through his own sensitivity? 🥺👉👈

‘SUGA K. + DUMBIFICATION —

c/w: f. reader; dumbification; breeding kink; overstim; creampie(s)

suga thinks there’s nothing prettier than the sight of you cock-drunk // eyes rolling n your mouth hanging open // cute little tongue lolling as you go dumb around his pretty dick // how could he not want to stuff you? // over n over until you’re just his stupid little cum dump?

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his cock twitches at the sight of your gaping little hole, fucked raw and stretched. the two loads he’s pumped into you drip down your slit, puddling sticky on the sheets.

it stings when he taps the head of his cock against your puffy clit, watching with a devious grin as you squirm from the borderline torture, so sensitive and twitchy. it stirs something feral in him, quickly sliding back into your drooling cunt.

the slap of his balls against your ass is obscene — wet and lewd now with his cum coating them. his dick aches, slit swollen and an angry shade of red, as he tries vainly to cum one last time in you.

he’s not going to stop. not until it’s physically impossible for him to pump anymore into your messy, used cunt.

“there’s my good girl. that’s what you want isn’t it? want me to fill you up-” he breaks off with a low hiss, “fuck- again, don’t you, pretty thing.”

and he knows exactly what he’s doing, the meanie, pushing down on your tummy so he can feel the bump of his cock as he fucks his cum back into you.

the forceful press of his palm has you feeling him in your guts, the close drag along your walls making your head float that much higher. you’re so completely full of him — his dumb little baby full of his cum. <//3