Oh To Suck Off Blonde Chan And Give Him The Head Of His Life That He Deserves

oh to suck off blonde chan and give him the head of his life that he deserves

── ⋆｡𖦹°‧ DO YOU LOVE WHEN I CALL YOU THAT? .ᐟ

୭˚. ᵎᵎ content warnings: F!reader, 18+, Kenji referring to reader as his wife and being a fucking tease, unprotected sex, dirty talk, praise, teasing, touching, explicit words, explicit content.

Probably, in fact, there were many possibilities, the noises of the bed squeaking against the wall, even though it was made of excellent material, could be heard from outside the room; accompanied by moans, obscene noises and some indecent words. — But who would be able to complain about that?

Inside the room, a dimly lit environment but still showing silhouettes, all the noises and noises mentioned were more intense, powerful and lively, in addition to the sound of flesh struggling against each other; becoming much more than wanton and immoral. — And much tastier.

"I love eating that beautiful pussy." — His warm breath brushes your reddened cheek and is a little wet from thin tears, while you whimper when you feel his thick tip poking that sensitive and delicate spot. — "And you know a lot about that, don't you?" — A question, unanswerable, mixed with a grunt, moan came from Kenji's bold lips.

He dragged his mouth, uttering sinful praises and hoarse hums, along your chin and, at the same time, ran wet, sloppy kisses on your skin and leaned in to admire your reactions and expressions, showing an immense, intense, satisfaction and pleasure, almost becoming exulting; the immense wave of pleasure became agonizing, almost unbearable.

"Is that ok, my love?" — He asked, closing his eyes, for a few seconds, it almost became a growl, something so skittish when he felt your nails being dug into his back. — "Pf, look at those claws…" — Kenji murmured with a hoarse laugh, a shameless smile pulling at his lips, thinking about the thick, reddish lines that will decorate his back later.

"Ken..ji!" — Desperately, the only thing that was going through your mind was his name and nothing else, not even your conscience or notion, even respect for yourself, punctuated your little head. — "Mm, please, please."

"Oh, my beautiful wife." — Moving his mouth to your ears, scraping his teeth on the earlobe, Sato's words came out, satisfyingly, in a fascinating way, more than sensual and so impudent; performing an unsurprising action at the same time so libertine of you. — "Holy shit, damn…?"

Immediately, in a matter of agile and apprehensible seconds, after directing you with that statement, during his rhythm, Kenji felt your warm, inner walls squeezing, possessively, slyly and exaltedly, his cock; more moans, cunning and drawn-out meows came out of your lips, with your nails, eminently, stuck to the older's skin. — He felt your body softer, needier, in shock after his words, which left him intrigued, yearning.

Who could have imagined?

"Ah, you love it when i call you that." — He spoke, seriously, but with a little grace, ecstatic with what he had just felt and witnessed. Kenji's bold tongue flicked across his cheek, the taste of your sweat transferred to his palate, and he placed a soft bite on the apple of your cheek. — "My wife." — Sato moved his hips, moving away from the intimate and erotic contact, keeping the tip at your entrance, and then diving into your pussy again; highlighting a delightful and pleasurable thrust, once again reaching your sensitive spot.

"My beautiful, beautiful wife.

Bro????

Chris. I can't do this anymore. Please.

© shuyi, rabbicatto

Kinda like a hard/soft yandere werewolf Bang Chan going on in my head. Like his mate (his soulmate) goes into heat and is in major pain so he uses his warming abilities he has from his werewolf genes and cuddles her and rubs her tummy to help with the pain

and he'd be so sweet and understanding about it. as soon as he senses it, yandere werewolf!chan will drop whatever he's doing outside the cabin and sprint to you. he will carefully open your shared bedroom door, and softly call out to you, barely handling the sight of his soulmate laying in pain.

yandere werewolf!chan who will make sure you have everything you need at bedside, and after being convinced there's nothing else you want but him, he will gently embrace you and leave a couple pecks on your cheek and temple.

constantly asking if you're still in pain or if it got any better, chan will rub your tummy and arms and massage your aching muscles. yandere werewolf!chan would be so worried and willing to do whatever you ask of him in such a fragile state, he may even let you climb his back and walk around the cabin when is dark enough that no one will be around, and cold enough that you want to go back inside and cuddle him.

[CHAN NSFW AUDIO]

— your possessive boyfriend teaches you a lesson after he sees you getting a little too close to his members

dirty talk, mentions of breeding

thirsty bang chan thoughts? I can do that. I'm thinking probably werewolf chan...yknow how canines...dogs...lick people, yeah? betcha werewolf chan has his tongue out glued to your skin while he's bouncing you on his dick. also BANG CHANS BOOBIES ARE SO SEXY ID BE CREAMING ON THOSE sorry

MINORS PISS OFF. tags: werewolf!chan x afab!reader + licking, multiple orgasms, breeding kink.

“mine-ah... just mine.”

“yes– fuck! jus--just yours. just yours, baby.” you breathe, shuddering in his hold, nails digging into his shoulders as he restlessly bounces you on his leaking, slippery cock. your brows furrow and you chew on your bottom lip when the ridges of his dick drag over your gummy spot, when his tip brushes over your cervix. your abused cunt clenches around him sporadically at that, which only makes him growl in your ear and suddenly pick up the pace, tightly squeezing your hips and sucking on your earlobe in the meantime.

a high-pitched moan leaves your lips, mouth going slack at the feeling of his tongue brushing over such a sensitive spot “b-aby, ah-- f-feel so good--” you gasp, tears dampening your cheeks and and nails scratching his back. he moans and groans against your skin, his hold on your hips now borderline hurting you, but you're so so so fucking close to your release you don't even care.

your head tips back, showing off your neck to your boyfriend, who doesn't waste any time before his tongue is on it, lapping, licking, wetting it like a happy dog—which he technically is.

soon, your whole neck is purple with new bruises, damp from his tongue, marked by his sharp canines trailing over your skin, but he doesn't stop—not even when you come all over his cock and he fills you up, not even when you start marking his neck. he shudders with every brush of your tongue over his sensitive skin while he sloppily bounces you on him, his wet muscle now on the sweaty skin of your tits, moaning and groaning with every sweep.

“angel, fuck-- your taste and smell and everything and and-- fucking perfect..” his voice shakes, a bit muffled since he refuses to stop worshipping your body like you deserve as he speaks.

you whine out his name, feeling both flustered and another high quickly approaching, and as he murmurs 'i love yous' and 'fuck can't wait to finally marry yous and make you round with my pups', his big, warm hands gripping your hips as if his life depended on it, his puffy lips pressing kisses and sucking love bites wherever he can reach, all you can think of is how good he's making you feel, and how lucky you are to have him in your life.

you're the fucking luckiest.

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