Headcanon/Scenario

Headcanon/Scenario

How AIB men will handle you being insecure about your tummy.

Chishiya:

This man pays such great attention to detail, it’s actually crazy. Chishiya will notice you’ve changed your shirt from a crop-top to a regular tee. He’ll question you about it, knowing you’re having an insecure moment/day. “You know I like your stomach, right? You don’t have to hide it around me, or anyone for that matter,” he’ll reassure you, coming up to you as he wraps a snug arm around you protectively.

Arisu:

Cuddling with Arisu, he’ll grab around your waist, clutching you close as he caresses your stomach. When you move his hand and pull your shirt down, he’ll groan, already knowing what’s up. “Cut it out. Your stomach is cute and soft. Let me massage you,” he’ll whisper softly. You’ll cave in, sighing as he returns to rubbing the squishiness with a happy and child-like smile.

Aguni:

“Maybe I should start working out with you,” you’ll randomly blurt, hinting at your dislike for your belly. Confused and thrown-off, Aguni will turn to you, now curious as to why you’re saying this out of the blue. “I mean sure, babe. You know I don’t mind,” he’ll reply. “But why now? Where’s all this coming from?” Rolling your eyes, you’ll throw yourself back onto the bed, slapping your tummy. “This. This is where it’s coming from.” He’ll side-eye you extremely hard, coming down quickly to give your belly a ton of kisses. “Woman, if you don’t stop—you’re perfect.”

Niragi:

“I’m ordering takeout!” Niragi will shout from downstairs. “What do you want?” You’ll peer your head from the bedroom door to reply back. “Nothing—I don’t want anything.” He’ll squint his eyes perplexed, slowly but surely getting irritated. “Come down here,” he’ll demand. Sighing, you’ll drag your feet down the stairs, plopping down beside him on the couch. “What?!” You’ll exasperate impatiently. He’ll pop you on the forehead and thigh, ignoring your squeak at the assault as he says, “You know I like my woman with meat on her or else I have nothing to bite or grab. So, grow up. Now for the final time, what do you want to eat?”

Awwww. I love chubby tummys, they’re so fucking cute. — Ash <3

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Idk who this man is…. But he is criminally gorgeous.

Wet Dream

Nijiro X OC — requested by user: @yourtypagirl1

Summary: You’re lying down sleep on your tummy when Nijiro decides to wake you up with some tender love.

Includes: Lot’s of tongue action, love bites, sucking, heavy and sloppy kissing, lip biting, oral sex, sex in the shower, teasing, etc.

You lay on your stomach on top of your bed sheets, one leg propped up comfortably. This is your favorite sleeping position.

Still in a deep slumber, you just assume you’re having an extremely realistic wet dream about Nijiro when you feel soft kisses on your butt cheeks and down to your thighs. You groan quietly, murmuring things in your sleep.

Nijiro continues to kiss and bite your inner thighs, inching his way between them. He kisses your pussy multiple times, your panties are the only thing keeping him from eating you out until you cry.

“Hm,” Nijiro hums suggestively to himself seeing how wet you are, your arousal soaking through your underwear. “Y/n. Wake up. Dream me can’t possibly be better than real me.”

You blink your eyes open slowly, yawning as you come to. Your brain hasn’t yet registered the fact that Nijiro is laying right between your thighs behind you yet.

Getting ready to turn over and sit up on your bottom, you feel someone's head get caught between your thighs, their entire face brushing against your soft skin. What the hell?

“Oh shit,” he says, squeezing your thigh before taking in a nice mouthful of it again. “I like that.”

You can’t suppress your giggle when you’re face-to-face with Nijiro, laying in front of you with a look that you know all too well.

“You like being put in a headlock by my thunder thighs first thing in the morning?” You say playfully, raking your fingers through his messy bed hair.

“Mm-hm.” He sucks on your thigh, unintentionally leaving a mark there. He then loops a finger underneath your panties to pull them to the side before kissing and sucking there too. “Strangling me with those honestly seems like an alright way to go.”

Laughing again, your reflexes cause you to jump your legs shut quickly, closing his poor head up in them.

“Wait—you gotta hold on,” you manage to say through laughs. “I have to shower, maybe? Um, I don’t know…brush my damn teeth?”

He squints at you, his dark bangs touching just over his eyelashes.

“You’re perfectly fine,” he replies, sitting up on his knees to pull you down onto your back by your legs. “If you’re that worried about it we can do that together in a bit.”

He leans over you, kissing your lips lovingly. Sensing that you’re keeping your mouth as closed as possible, he pauses to look at you.

“Open,” he orders simply. You sigh quietly but obey him. He wastes no time attaching his mouth to yours, using his skilled tongue to deepen and spice up the kiss.

He lets you breathe, using his teeth to gently but assertively bite and suck on your lower lip. The sensation is tingly and sweet.

Sliding his hand down your breasts and tummy, he places his hand inside your panties, fingering you deeply and diligently with his middle fingers. His fingers touch the soft and spongy part of your pussy that trigger your body's ability to squirt. He gets off on kissing your face and neck, watching your face as he finger fucks you into a mess.

You moan into his mouth as he continues pushing on your spot. He kisses your chin softly as you tilt your head back in blinding pleasure. He then kisses down your neck and collarbones tenderly.

He licks up from your neck, chin, and back into your mouth, sucking on your lip and tugging it lightly as he does so.

“Let it out, woman. Let it out,” he urges you, his pace never faltering as you start to squirt against his hand. “Mm. Just like that.”

He smirks when you grab his hand to stop him from abusing the sensitive area. You’re too busy trying to steady your shaking and wobbly limbs at the moment. Only he could ever make you squirt like that.

When he takes his fingers out of you, he pops them into his mouth, sucking on them tormentingly.

“So fucking delicious, that pussy of yours.” He kisses your clit passionately before working his tongue into your pussy and sucking there diligently. He then comes up to your face, his nose gently caressing yours

“Wanna taste yourself?” He asks you through sultry eyes. He grabs your chin with his thumb and with a devious grin, swipes his thumb over your lips.

You nod without a word, your face says it all. He tilts your head by your chin and slithers his tongue back into your warm mouth, covering every crevice and area of it. Almost swallowing you whole.

He pulls back, a lewd and intimate string of spit coming from the sloppy kiss.

“You like that, huh?” He stands up from the bed and takes his bottom lip into his mouth, simply watching you—admiring the pretty and desirable mess you are. Messy hair, sleepy eyes, swollen lips, and that dripping wet pussy of yours. All of it. The yearning he currently feels to mess you up right now.

You smile shyly. “You’re an animal.”

He shrugs, agreeing. “Come here.”

You crawl toward him from the bed seductively, teasing and toying with his arousal and sanity. He raises his eyebrows at you and chuckles, eyes remaining on you, waiting and lusting for you.

You stand in front of him, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck. He smacks your ass hard before snatching you up around his waist, making way for the bathroom.

Watching his face this close to yours, you notice the pure passion and love he has for you in his eyes and face. A face like that and a soul like that—there’s no denying how much he enjoys being this open and expressive with you.

He sets you down on the sink countertop and removes your underwear completely before tossing them anywhere. He then pulls your tank top over your head, making your disheveled hair even more disheveled. But Nijiro doesn’t give a rat's ass. He likes you like this: raw.

“Sexy motherfucker,” he utters, turning his back to you to get the shower water going. Seeming to have gotten it to a nice and steamy temperature, he sets his attention back on you, kissing your knee and then vigorously taking you off the counter.

As soon as you’re both in the shower, Nijiro presses his body against yours, pushing your back into the shower wall. He crouches down to lick up your body slowly and precisely. When he makes it back up, he takes your hard nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.

“Nijiro,” you whisper, your whole body being set ablaze. Every woman should feel this way at least once in her life.

He sucks on the side of your neck, going upwards to tease your ear. “What is it, baby? Tell me what you want.”

He looks so angelic right now, the water running down his perfectly sculpted body. All you wanna do right now is suck the soul out of him.

“I want you in my mouth. Every inch,” you confess bringing your hands to rub up his upper body. You look into his eyes, a serious and adamant look in yours, but quite the opposite in his. He’s way too amused at your demeanor right now.

“Whatever you want, love. I’m yours,” he replies, kissing you deeply, and squeezing your ass simultaneously.

You come down to your knees, using his legs to support you. You wrap one hand around his shaft, palming him slowly at first. Your mouth can’t help but stay open at the sight of him. You know how hard you have to go to see even more of that alluring side of him.

Some minutes pass and after getting him in the mood, you latch your lips over his dick, taking it back out with a popping sound to lick the precum off the tip. He tastes as good and sweet as he looks. And that’s saying a lot.

You get off on watching his stomach hold his breaths in—the way it lurches and twitches with every suck, spit, swallow, and lick that you perform. It’s your motivator to get every single physical reaction out of him possible.

He moans weakly, “That feels so good…damn that feels so good.” He places his hand on the shower wall to stable his quivering body.

Once your cheeks start to hallow, that’s when he knows it's a wrap. Your head bobs back and forth, a pace unmatched as you take in his girth like a champ. You’re dead set on taking this man's soul. But he’s not having it.

“Shit, woman,” he nearly cries, breath hitching in his tight throat. He grabs the back of your head, pulling your mouth off of him. “You trying to take me out? You got a hit out on me?”

Breathless you smile up at him, a handful of your hair still tight within his grip. “Why’d you stop?”

He brings you back to your feet and picks you back up, almost too easy. “I don’t wanna cum in your mouth.”

Legs wrapped snugly around him, he presses you back against the wall and pushes himself inside of you, the both of you letting out a sigh of immense relief.

You claw at his back, pushing your head back to welcome every part of him the access it needs to fill you up entirely. You want no spots untouched.

Nijiro grips your thighs around him, using the clutch to fuck himself into you like never before. The two of you are a panting and chaotic mess, working yourselves to orgasm.

“Oh, baby” you cry out. Nijiro lazily puts his open mouth against yours, exchanging hasty and fast breaths.

Feeling your orgasm coming, you join him in thrusting, using your hips to fuck him back as he pounds into you mercilessly.

His eyes roll back at the action and his forehead comes down to touch yours. You throw an arm over his shoulders, feeling as though you might fall at the momentum and speed you’re both using. Not to mention the incoming sensations and powerful emotions approaching.

You orgasm harshly, a strained scream displaying your climax. But you’re a real one. You continue to thrust your hips with as much energy as you can muster to aid Nijiro in riding out his orgasm. He strokes in and out of you at a weaker speed now, seeing in his face that he’s about to cum. But you refuse to stop regardless of how overstimulated your body is. You’ll cum again just to give him an earth-shattering orgasm.

His release of sounds is muffled into the side of your neck, but you can hear the overwhelm and explosive satisfaction in his voice anyways. You finish off with a few more feeble thrusts against his sensitive member and he sighs tiredly.

“That’s crazy,” is all you can think to say. Nijiro is most definitely a good fuck—he knows what to do with that dick he’s been blessed with. But you don’t think the two of you have ever orgasmed that hard before.

He steps back, letting you down gently. Still, out of breath, he shakes his head, hands on his hips as he looks at you. “I know right.”

Heyyyyyy yall! This was my first request and I truly hope that I came through on the expectations of what was asked of me. 🤍 I enjoyed writing from Nijiros side. I’ll do more Nijiro Murakami in the future. Of course, I’ll still do Chishiya content as well. But hope yall likkkkeee. — Ash <3

Heyyyy luvs just popping in to let y'all know that my requests are open! I would love to see what you guys are interested in me writing. I'm not shy about what I write so hit me with your best shot! - Ash <3

In the meantime, here's a cute pic of Nijirô 😩🤍(I love himmmmmm). ~~~~