This Was So BeautifulI Dont Even, What?!?

This was so beautiful—I don’t even, what?!? 🥹

L eats pussy with precision. What I mean is everything he does has a reason to be done. Once he maps out the expanse of your body, he makes it his personal mission to discover each one of your sweet spots. His eyes are on either on your face or your cunt the entire time, searching for reactions as he tries different techniques. And as soon as you make so much of a echo of a moan, he’s pulling songs of them out of your throat by repeating the move.

He’s a man of intellect, and will, stubborn as a bull to know exactly what makes your back arch, walls clench and pussy cream all over his face. So of course he would know the spot deep inside you that makes your toes curl, and he finds it every time he’s making love to you.

And L makes fucking love. Smooth, passionate sex that always includes at least two orgasms from your messy cunt. He finds exactly what gets you going and does it until you’re sobbing on his soaked mattress, pleading for him to give your sore, marked-up body a break. He’s a sweet lover so he does, but as soon as you’ve drank water, peed and relaxed, he’s on you again with a cocky grin, ready to make the most of the rare time you have together alone.

His favorite way to spend the short time is between your thighs, the plush of them squeezing around his head and driving him mad. Bros got a thing for legs, he loves how your calves wrap around his back to keep him in place, how your toes flex and your feet jump when he touches you just right, and you’re damn wrong if you think he doesn’t love the perfect curve right where your ass meets your thighs. You’re even more wrong if you think he wouldn’t worship it like heaven on earth, demanding you stay still with your ass high in the air and legs spread as he puts his hands right on the curve and smears his lower face in your pussy, practically making out with the poor quivering thing as he overstimulates you.

And he drenches himself with you. Tongue fucking in and out of your weeping core as sheer liquid sprays out like a broken firehose. His nose rubs your sensitive clit just right as he does so, face practically smothered in your folds. And even if he won't admit it, he ruts like a dog against the bed sheets when he's eating it from the back and pathetically thrusting his jean clad bulge into the air when you're riding out your orgasm on his skilled mouth, tugging his hair to hold the poor boy in place. Mf drowns in your twitching pussy and he likes it, bro hopes he dies this way in place of a heart attack because the hot cum in his pants tells the truth about how he feels suffocated between your thighs.

Yes

not to be horny but watching a dudes stomach flex and tighten when he's about to cum is a sight so sinful i cum on impact. jesus fuck.

Yallll he looks so fucking good in this pic, it’s giving me too many ideas 😳 Kento with glasses is not something I thought I needed but shiiitt— 😩 I could just slurp him rn

I Love You, now Fuck Me

Nijiro x Female reader(requested)

Summary: Nijiro is driving you home from a successful date. During the drive, a confession of love leads to intimacy.

Includes: shy, needy nijiro, dry humping in the car, some fluffy, corny love 🤍

Also I don’t know who the girl is in the picture! I just thought she was really pretty when I came across her on Pinterest, hehe. U all r free to picture whoever u like for this imagine/story. — Ash <3

“I love spending time with you, y/n,” Nijiro speaks, stealing a glance at you. He unlocks the doors to his car and opens the door for you.

You smile at his words and turn to him. You wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him in for a French kiss. You can't lie; you never want your dates with Nijiro to end. But you understand that you both have lives. Too bad you're not conjoined at the hip because you hate being away from your baby.

On the way to your home, you can't resist the urge to analyze him as he drives: his jawline, nose, his gorgeous eyes, and eyelashes, those soft lips...just all of it. Not only is he beautiful, but so is his heart. You love him and you're not ashamed of that.

“Nijiro,” you utter, now turned to face him in your seat.

“Yes, baby?” He replies, taking a swift look at you.

You blink at him slowly with little to no hesitation in your voice as you say, “I love you.”

He sits up in his seat, looking twice from you and the street ahead in astonishment. “Really?”

You nod, eyes fixated on him like a hawk. His mannerisms are telling you he's uncertain, and that makes you uneasy.

“Y/n... I-”

“Fuck,” you say, the panic exploding in the pit of your stomach. It doesn't take a genius to read the room, or in your case, the car. You've made him uncomfortable. “Just forget it.”

His face saddens and he grips the steering wheel anxiously. “Please don't be upset. You know I care about you I just-”

“Nijiro, drop it, okay?” You interject, feeling as though you could crawl out of your skin. You know it's not fair to be upset at him - saying that is a big deal. Still, the way it makes you feel stings like hell.

You hear him sigh quietly, his face turning red. You dread the remainder of this awkward car ride.

He pulls into your apartment complex and puts the car in park. You grab your bag and open the car door hastily.

“Y/n, wait, please?” He pleads, gently grabbing your arm.

You decide to bite back your pride and hear him out. It's only right to do so.

Closing the door back up, you stare ahead, waiting for him to speak.

“I'm sorry for the way I reacted,” he starts, eyes soft and low as he looks at you. “I didn't mean to hurt you.”

“I know.” You keep your eyes facing forward, too stubborn to face him. “I know, Nijiro. But why? Do you not love me back?”

He keeps his hands together, placing them tightly in his lap. “I do, y/n... I’m just scared.”

You uncross your arms and turn your head to look at him. He has his head down, fidgeting around with his fingers.

“Nijiro,” you say, a soft smile on your lips. “What is there to be scared of, baby?”

When he looks at you and sees your welcoming expression, his body relaxes. “I'm just worried you won't like me anymore. What if my love is too much for you, and you become sick of me?”

You feel your throat get tight when he says this. You had no idea he even felt this way.

“Sick of you?” You repeat, grabbing his face with both hands. “Nijiro, I can't get enough of you. So don't ever think that, okay?”

His cheeks burn as he nods. “Fuck, this is embarrassing.”

“Stop it,” you tell him, sliding over onto his lap. You let your weight fall into his pelvic bone, arms on either side of his head behind the seat. “Nothing about you is embarrassing. Everything you feel is okay. Even loving me, because I love you back.”

His warm hands rest on your sides and he kisses you. “I love you, too. I love you more.”

You smile scrunching your nose in amusement at his response. All this loving and vulnerable energy is driving you wild. And it doesn't help that you feel Nijiro's hard length under your skirt.

His eyes scan you up and down, a twinge of darkness present in them. Oh? So, that's how you feel?

You let his seat back a little, watching as he lulls his head to either side. You slide your hands down his torso and to his erection through his jeans. You sit back on top of it, your skirt sliding up and revealing your underwear.

Nijiro holds your waist as you start to roll your hips into him. You feel his dick start to get even harder as you grind, your clit striking it every damn time.

“Shit,” you hiss, grabbing hold of the seat. Nijiro helps himself in grinding back onto you. The friction from his jeans sends sparkles up your spine. He throws back his head, closing his eyes tight as he enjoys the ride.

“That feels so fucking good,” he purrs, hand sliding under your blouse. He massages your breast, taking his bottom lip between his teeth. “I'm so close.”

Your hand slaps against the door's window when Nijiro rubs both your breasts. You get the perfect move of your hips down, the angle pressing precisely where you need it to.

Your pussy is so wet it's nearly numbing, but you continue. Your orgasm is so close you can taste it.

“Just a bit more,” you croak, throat parched and dry as you try to breathe.

Nijiro pulls you down to him in the seat, grabbing your ass as you ride him hard and fast. Within seconds, you cum, lips hanging right over his ear. Your gasps are uncontrolled and intense. It's pretty difficult to come down from an orgasm that hard.

Pushing out a few more thrusts, Nijiro makes his way to his orgasm. His body goes still for a moment before he groans and breathes. You love hearing his sounds when he cums.

He blushes when he notices you watching him orgasm. “This underwear is destroyed,” he says, shaking his head. You can only imagine the wet explosion beneath his pants.

“That's yummy,” you reply, kissing him everywhere on his cherry-colored face.

He chuckles and rubs his thumbs over your tummy. “Wanna spend the night at my place?”

You smile hard when he offers this. “Hell yeah, I do. Let's go.”

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Ohhhh okay I see what you mean 😭😭😅

I love that I’ve found someone who takes request for nijiro. Could you pretty please do a long time best friend nijiro falling in love and confessing to reader. Just some cute shy boy niji for the soul 🙏

Hi! Of course I can. Be on the lookout for it in the next few days or so. <3

@yourmom101sblog just to make sure u want him to be with one of the actors that’s on AIB? Is that what u mean by costar?

I love that I’ve found someone who takes request for nijiro. Could you pretty please do a long time best friend nijiro falling in love and confessing to reader. Just some cute shy boy niji for the soul 🙏

Hi! Of course I can. Be on the lookout for it in the next few days or so. <3