Uses Loml Unironically Because Why Not? In Turn Everyone Around You Both Cringes Asf

Uses ‘loml❤️’ unironically because why not? In turn everyone around you both cringes asf

“You are the love of my life though—🤨”

Hina, BAJI, Venti, HU TAO, CHILDE, Pah chin, Koko, Hinata, KUROO, Makoto, Asahi

Uses ‘loml💚’ ironically because they can’t go 10 minutes without pissing you off they just need you to react and they’re happy.

“Darling, honey, love of my life please can you use those vOLupTuous legs of yours to pass me the remote—”*snicker*

HANMA, Mikey, NAHOYA, Tsukishima, ATSUMU, suna, Kaeya, Venti again, SANZUUU, Yuzuha, rindou, RAN

2022 ©ᴬᴸᴸ ᵂᴼᴿᴷˢ ᴮᴱᴸᴼᴺᴳ ᵀᴼ @xsamuu ᴰᴼ ᴺᴼᵀ ᵀᴿᴬᴺˢᴸᴬᵀᴱ, ᴾᴸᴬᴳᴱᴿᴵᶻᴱ, ᶜᴼᴾᵞ ᴼᴿ ᵁᴾᴸᴼᴬᴰ ᴼᴺ ᵀᵁᴹᴮᴸᴿ ᴼᴿ ᴬᴺᵞ ᴼᵀᴴᴱᴿ ˢᴼᶜᴵᴬᴸ ᴹᴱᴰᴵᴬ

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I have a personal headcanon that Zhongli and Venti have something kind of similar to a period every month for a week where there's no blood but they get so very horny and it's only during this small window of time that they produce actual sperm and not the god equivalent. (Don't know if that makes sense.)

Like I like to believe the male archons create something akin to sperm naturally but it can't produce children until that week of every month.

But of course Venti and Zhongli handle it very differently.

Zhongli doesn't leave the house and the first time he goes through it when the two of you start dating he just spends all day cooking and tidying up the house. You don't even realize he's been aroused all day till you settle in next to him and feel just how hard he is against your back. He'll admit to it then because he has no choice but he's spent six thousand years dealing with this so he wasn't about to force you to take care of him now. He does let you though if you insist. During this time he's far more vocal and a little rougher. Once the week is up he promises he'll teach you everything you need to know to prepare for his future cycles.

Venti's a mess. Poor thing starts that Monday off rutting up against you. He's like a rabbit humping the sheets and touching himself constantly. He cums so easily too from any of your touches. He calms down a little at night but when morning comes he's back up and needy. Once his cycles up he spends a day sleeping but he promises he'll calm down next time. He probably won't but he was so cute begging for you that you don't think you'll mind helping him in the future.

This is so cute I cant—💀🥲🌸💕

(Title wip) Osomatsu/Male reader part 1

This fic was inspired by the prompt, “Let’s kiss, just to see what it’s like.” It’s still a work in progress, but I think I’m going to make this a series, if anyone wants to see more! I have a lot of it written out, so I'll just be posting in parts if anyone wants me to. Also warning SORRY if this is a little wonky to read, I didn't go in and edit it, so this is just the raw flow from my brain, the only thing I think I'm going to revise is the smut scene, which will be in part 2, just because I don't think I'm entirely happy with how that specifically turned out. (Although with that argument, I should probably revise this part too because I wrote it mostly while I was high, but I'm just rambling now, sorry).

Pairing: Matsuno Osomatsu/Male reader

TW: Cigarette and brief use of weed, alcohol use and impairment, mild internal homophobia/closeted and afraid

Part 1 summary: You and Osomatsu have been best friends since you were children. You were now adults in your mid twenties, still as close as ever, and after an impromptu night of drinking, finally admit your feelings for each other.

Disclaimer: I don't own the character or series

The evening air was cool, the soft breeze lapping at the oversized jacket that you donned. Smoke spilled past your lips as you exhaled, quickly dissipating into the breezy night. Raising the cigarette back to your slightly chapped lips, ready to take another puff, your eye catches someone approaching in the near-distance. You take a drag, sucking the smoke in, watching the stranger as he strides closer, quickly recognizing him as he passes under a dimly lit street light- he was unmistakable to you.

And, of course he was unmistakable. He was only your best friend, after all. You reminisce for a moment; you had met as children, you, and him, and his five brothers, but it was him that you really attached to. Of course, you were friends with them all. Many nights were spent sleeping over at each others houses, their parents loved you, and yours loved them. So much time, so many memories, it felt wild that you guys were now in your mid twenties.

“Oi, ___!” Osomatsu greeted as he walked up, ripping you from your thoughts, and you flicked the growing ash on your cigarette and looked up at him with a smile.

“Hey, Osomatsu. What brings you over here?” You asked, slipping your hand into your pocket to fish out your pack, pushing the top open with your thumb and extending it out to him, offering him a smoke, which he of course obliged.

“Well,” He started, pulling a lighter out of his own pocket, and lighting up his cigarette. “Just wanted to come hang out, see what you were up to.” He said, a smile gracing his lips. You loved his smile, though you’d never admit it.

You tossed your spent butt on the ground, stomping it out, and grabbing another to spark for yourself- not that you were typically a chainsmoker or anything, but you reveled in these little moments, sharing smokes together, just talking and spending time with each other.

“Well, I’m not up to much, as you can see. I was thinking maybe I’d pop by the oden stand in a little bit, say hi to Chibita… If you wanted to join me. Maybe grab a beer and a bite. I know you have an ever-growing tab, so I guess I’ll pay.” You said, ending with a chuckle, and he lit up a bit. You know this guy never turns down food or beer.

“Hell yeah, let’s go!” And he began walking, with you quickly catching up and walking beside him. It wasn’t a long walk, and the two of you had finished your cigarettes by the time you were there, taking seats right next to each other on the stools in front of the stand.

“Why do you guys always come right when I’m about to close up?!” Was how Chibita greeted the pair of you, sighing exasperatedly, though he appreciated the business nonetheless, if it was for people he knew. Anyone else would’ve been turned away.

You shrugged at him, and grinned. “What, we can’t come say hi?” You replied, with Osomatsu interjecting, “And eat some delicious oden?!” Chibita rolled his eyes at this, and opened the steaming pan, revealing the aforementioned oden. The smell hit your nose, and made your stomach growl, and it wasn’t long before the two of you were satisfied, full of oden, and just enough beer to be buzzing. You paid Chibita, and turned to your friend, deliberating where the night would take you next. A few ideas were rolled around; perhaps, hitting up the pachinko parlor, or making your way to the bar for more than a few more drinks, or simply head back to your place, and blaze up. The possibilities were endless, though you did eventually settle on the bar, and heading back to your place, and- depending, on how drunk he would get- possibly having a little impromptu sleepover. No way you would let your hammered best friend walk home alone.

With that, the two of you sauntered off to the bar, beginning a game of billiards once you guys were a few drinks in, impaired just enough to make the game a bit harder to play than it otherwise would have been.

“Nice shot!” You giggled, as Osomatsu scratched, the tip of the pool cue making bad contact with the ball. “Try chalking your stick next time!”

“Oh, shut the hell up!” He responded, giggling back at you, watching you lean over the table to make your shot. He studied your face- your expression was focused, your cheeks flushed a blushy red from the alcohol in your system, he watched as you bit your lip, trying your damnedest to make a decent shot despite your obvious impairment, and his chest tightened a little, as his gaze made its way down your body, catching a glimpse of your ass before you abruptly stood back up- he didn’t even realize you had made your shot already, his eyes darting to the table. You accidentally potted one of his balls.

“Hah! I thought you were solids?!” He exclaimed, and you facepalmed.

“Holy shit, that’s not even what I was aiming for?! Fuck!” You responded, though your tone was playful, and you leaned your cue stick against the wall, and slung your arm around him. “Well, it’s your turn, I guess.” Osomatsu laughed, a blush creeping onto his face, although it was barely noticeable as his face was already a bit flushed.

“Well, how about you grab us a couple more drinks while I take my turn?” Osomatsu asked, rubbing his nose a little. It was so cute when he did that.

“What, so you can cheat?! Hell no!” You joked, as you were walking off anyway, to have some more drinks made, leaving the Matsu alone for a moment. He caught himself staring, and looked away from you, returning his attention to the pool table, chalking up his stick before making a shot, trying to ignore the thoughts that were bubbling up in his head.

Osomatsu just couldn’t bring himself to face it. He was in love with you. But it was extremely complicated. He is a virgin NEET, in his twenties. He wasn’t really sure how anyone would take it if he came out as bisexual, or even gay… Something he wasn’t entirely decided on yet, that he convinced himself was due to his lack of experience. And this was something that he took great care of to hide. He didn’t want to ruin his relationship with his family- after all, he had seen how your family reacted when you came out, in highschool. That was enough for him to lock this part of himself away, deep inside, to not even tell you, his best friend.

Yet, despite all of that, he still caught himself stealing looks at you when you weren’t paying attention, in the middle of stray thoughts, about what it would be like, to lay next to you in bed, moving close, and slipping his arms around you, fingertips grazing against your bare skin, or to hold your hand as you strolled, to kiss you, everywhere. He was terrified- this has all been bubbling up inside of him for years now. He stopped going out for drinks with you so much, recently, because he was afraid that he would get drunk and give himself away, accidentally let his feelings slip. It felt like a gamble every time.

It wasn’t long before you came back, drinks in hand, and after about another hour of drinking, pool, cigarettes, and conversation, the two of you wrapped up your game, too shitfaced to really play at this point. You made your way out of the bar together, and walked in the direction of your house, arms slung loosely around each others shoulders, stumbling into each other, and all over the street. So drunk, neither of you noticed when rain began to finely mist, lightly fogging the air.

“Can we stop and sit for a second?” Osomatsu drunkenly whined, as you passed by the park.

“Sure,” You slurred slightly, and the two of you clumsily turned and entered the park, plopping down on a nearby bench, that you noticed was a little wet from the mist. You didn’t mind though. You and Osomatsu were leaning against each other, arms still around each other, your dizzy head laying on his shoulder. Osomatsu could feel his heart beating in his chest, every beat feeling borderline painful.

“Hey, Osomatsu…” You muttered, suddenly becoming aware of how your face felt like it was on fire, and you weren’t sure if it was because of the alcohol. You picked up your head, and he turned to look at you, and you studied his face, as if you were trying to figure something out… Osomatsu was your best friend, a total womanizer, you knew this much, you knew that making any sort of move would totally jeopardize your friendship. Osomatsu knew you like he knew nobody else, he knows what people you like, and yet, had no idea that he was one of those people.

“What’s up? Hey, are you okay?” He questioned, noticing the shift in tone, and anxiety surged through him, wondering if maybe you were onto him about his feelings. Maybe you saw him staring at the bar, and you’re about to confront him about it. His chest tightened, thinking about it, noticing how you were looking at him, practically confirming this in his mind.

“Um…” You swallowed, face burning. “I just wanted to tell you, I’m having a good time with you, and I’m really glad that you’re my best friend,” You blubbered drunkenly, and you wanted to say more, but pushed it back, and you pulled him in for a tight hug. Osomatsu was stunned for a second, tensing up a little when you squeezed him, but he quickly relaxed and hugged you back tightly, your faces buried in the crooks of each others necks. He didn’t know what to say, so you sat together in a heavy silence, tightly holding each other, rocking ever so slightly into each other.

“Me too…” Osomatsu said, finally. “I’m glad too.” He whispered. For a little longer, you held each other, before you finally broke apart, staring at each other a bit awkwardly.

“So… Uh…” Osomatsu barely whispered.

“So… Do you, want to, um… Start walking again?” You stuttered, looking away from him, suddenly feeling embarrassed. When have you ever hugged each other like that? Butterflies were swarming in your stomach.

Osomatsu also looked away. “Yeah, let’s go.” He responded, and you helped each other up, and began walking again. A drunk conversation, marinated in feelings had sparked between you as you strolled in the mist together, now beginning to become a sprinkle.

“I don’t know, I just… Feel like it’s awfully hard to find love. There’s-there’s this person… And I can’t get over them, I’ve tried to be with other people, you know. But it just never works. ‘Cuz I can’t stop thinking about this other person, even when I have someone else in my pants, someone else right in front of me…” You blubbered. Osomatsu’s gut wrenches, knowing this was likely about someone else.

“Well, try being a jobless virgin, dude! It fucking sucks… ___… I have to tell you something…” Osomatsu was riddled with nerves, and you looked at him, anxiety coursing through you, watching him, waiting for him to tell you.

“I think I like guys!” He sort of drunkenly blurted out, his face burning, and you were shocked, and he spoke again before you could say anything.

“I just- I mean I’m not sure, ‘cuz like, I’ve always chased after chicks, but like… I-I just want to see what it’s like, just to, uh… To…” Osomatsu stuttered on, too embarrassed to finish his sentence, leaving you totally stunned. At this point the two of you had stopped walking, and you stared at him in disbelief, trying to process all of this, as Osomatsu scratched his head furiously, as if he was shocked himself that he had just told you all of that.

You stepped closer to him, swallowing hard, afraid to speak, afraid what you’re about to say will risk your relationship with your best friend.

“D-do you… Want to, um… Kiss…? Just to see what it’s like? To, uh… Kiss a guy…?” You mumbled shyly, looking away, but watching Osomatsu in the corner of your eye, illuminated by the dim street light above you. He looked at you, mouth agape slightly in shock, and he was wondering if he had heard you correctly. The long silence felt like a knife slowly plunging into your heart, and finally he took a cautious step towards you.

Osomatsu tried to swallow the lump of fear in his throat, so he could say something.

“Is… That… Okay…?” Osomatsu croaked, as if he had lost his voice, and he could barely muster the words, because he was terrified out of his mind, and you looked at him wide-eyed, as if you had expected him to totally turn you down, to be disgusted for even thinking to ask him that.

“Would I have offered if it wasn’t?” You countered, jittering with nerves, as he moved closer, standing in front of you, only inches apart. As if your body was on autopilot, you lifted your hand, fingers brushing gently against his cheek, before cupping it. This felt unreal. Osomatsu stood still, unsure what to do. This was his first real kiss. Normally he’d be clumsily trying to take charge, but he was afraid he would do a bad job, he didn’t want to possibly make you not want to kiss him again… If he even had a chance with you. If this wasn’t out of pity. That lump was still stuck in his throat, growing as your face slowly inched closer to his. Rain droplets dripped down your faces, the only thing cooling your fiery cheeks, and you were soaking wet at this point, and the sprinkle had turned into a hard drizzle, that was borderline rain. Neither of you cared, as you tenderly pressed your lips against his, your free hand moving in to cup his other cheek.

Osomatsu blanked out for a moment, unsure what to do with his hands as his mind began to register that you were really kissing him, and his hands slowly creeped up your chest, settling on cupping your neck, cautiously mirroring your lips and kissing you back. You melted into each other- Osomatsu was not a bad kisser, despite it being a very clearly inexperienced kiss. One of your hands slid into his hair, cradling his skull, and your lips parted from each other briefly, only long enough for a breath, before kissing again, a little more confidently this time.

It felt like a scene from a movie- there you were, kissing this guy that you’ve wanted to kiss for about as long as you’ve known him, in the rain, lit up only by this street light, and there was nothing around you, just you and him in this moment. Osomatsu’s hands moved up to your face, pulling you as close as he could to him, silently urging you to keep kissing him. To Osomatsu, sparks were flying everywhere, this was totally mind numbing for him, he had never felt like this in his life. Kissing pillows, and photos, were nothing compared to the real thing, and maybe it felt so amazing because he was drunk, or maybe it felt so amazing because it was you he was kissing, pretty much making out with at his point, and it felt so fucking right.

You finally parted, both of you panting, the cool, rainy air making every breath visible, and you just stared at each other for a moment, before Osomatsu rushed into another kiss, nearly knocking you down, stumbling backwards, Osomatsu stumbling forward with you, pressing his lips against yours as you caught yourself, as if this was the only chance he would ever have to kiss you, kissing you like you were about to die, or as if he was never going to see you again, and you kissed him back, lips pressed hard against each other. God, this is what you’ve wanted for so long, it was incredibly special to you that you were his first, but your stomach tied in knots, wondering if anything would come of this, or if you had just totally fucked up.

You broke apart once more, staring at each other, breathing labored.

“So… Um… What did you think…?” You asked shyly, and he looked at the ground.

“I… I liked it… Uh, that, um, confirms how I feel… Th-thank you, for, uh, letting me kiss you,” Osomatsu rambled, his heart absolutely pounding in his chest. There were a few moments of silence, both of you dazed about what had just happened, and one of you had suggested making it back to your place already, since the rain was steadily getting harder.

Ah yes beefy men—Bokuto is so insatiable fuck 😫😫

crush me like a butterfly [nsfw]

Synopsis: beefy men using their weight to their advantage during sex

Notes: I learned that wonho is less beefy than bokuto, atsumu and others and I haven’t been the same since. Just eagerly horny to be crushed, like please sit on me.

Featuring: bokuto, atsumu, ushijima, daichi, osamu, suna

warnings: fem body parts, public sex, handcuffing, MAJOR breeding kink, manhandling, unprotected sex

suna who fucks you up against the wall of the janitor’s closet. you’re the manager for his team and have been in a secret relationship for the past few weeks. it’s safe to say that the sexual tension between you two had increased overtime. most of the time it was the cause of you doing innocent things like bending over, chewing on your bottom lip, laughing at something someone said or the worst, touching another player as you help them. suna is notorious for getting jealous and in result fucking the shit out of you. you have your legs around his waist, his hips are doing most of the grunt work out of anger. not only are they holding you up but their movement causes rin’s fat tip to hit up against your gspot every time. your eyes roll back in your head and before you can let out a moan, the middle blocker shoves two of his fingers in your mouth. “look at you, acting like a bitch in heat around my cock right now. if you can’t shut the fuck up ill give you a reason to be loud.” he hissed, pressing more of his weight into you. but it doesn’t matter how quiet you are, not when anyone within a 20 foot radius could hear his fat balls clapping against your ass and the ‘thump thump’ of the door…

atsumu who drags you both to the rooms at the victory village to test out the beds durability…and your flexibility. you’re there for gymnastics, he’s there for volleyball. the minute he got alone time in the room without any of his roommates, he didn’t hesitate to tear off your clothes and his. next thing you know you’re folded over in a mating press, your boyfriend pounding your cunt. you’re a bawling mess as his pace doesn’t let up and your breathing is restricted because of his weight. if atsumu is one thing, he is thick. his muscular thighs hug your sides, caging your body. the place where both of your bodies meet is obscenely messy. there’s a loud squelch from every time the faux blond pulls out and he can’t help but crave more of it. he wants you be entirely ruined for him. and that’s exactly what he’s going to do. he’s going to go for as long as it takes to break you. “you can take more can’t ya angel? gotta see just how good these beds are…and how far i can spread these pretty legs.”

ushijima who batters your pussy with his absolute fat rod of a cock. the ace hadn’t used his full strength in the past but when you begged him to, saying that you could ‘handle’ it, you really didn’t know what you were signing up for. currently he has you laid out for him pretty on the bed, hips pounding your ass and causing your whole body to move up the bed each time. “t-toshi, slow down…” you whine, trying to grab his forearm but failing. he only takes your hands and pins them down to the bed, his hulking figure smothering yours as he readjusts his hips to move at a faster pace. a shrill cry escapes you as you lay there, unable to do anything but take it all. the ace tsks at your whining and shakes his head. “you asked for this love. you said you could handle it so that’s what you’re going to do. you’re going to be a good girl for me and take it all. got it?”

bokuto who absolutely lost it when he saw you holding your friend’s baby at a party you two went to. he can’t help but imagine you pregnant with his child and how cute you would look. that night when you both got home, he pushed you both into the bedroom and shut the door. bokuto pulls off your bottoms before removing his own. he strokes himself and whines when his hands come in contact with his sensitive balls. the man is just about ready to burst. he hooks your legs around his waist, instructing you to lock your legs together. the first time he pumps his load into you, there’s an animalistic look in his golden eyes as he feels your cunt milk him so well. he has you laying on your stomach, his weight basically on top of you as he drills into your pussy again and again. the best you can do is hold onto his arms and listen to his grunts. the poor baby has overstimulated himself for so long that he has both of you shaking. “i’m sorry baby, can’t help it…need to make sure that i fuck a baby into you by tonight. i can’t wait any longer-ha, you’re going to look so beautiful carrying our babies…my babies. you’ll give me a whole volleyball team, right? they’re going to look so cute…”

hate fucking with osamu. you’re business rivals and your relationship has never been the best. there is constant bickering and criticism of food ideas and recipes, often getting the better of you two. but one thing neither one of you two could admit was the underlying sexual tension that’s there. so one day when he sees you flirting chatting with another restaurant owner, one that you happen to be on way better terms with than him, he snaps. osamu marches over to your restaurant and drags you into his own, not caring that he interrupted your conversation. you sputter and complain the entire time, calling him an ‘asshole’ and a ‘human with no decent respect’. but as soon as he’s in his office he shreds your clothes before he fucks you over a chair near the window. he presses your bare body against the glass. “not so talkative now, are ya?” he breathes into your ear. “yer such a slut, anyone could walk by and see ya like this and you’d like it, wouldn’t ya?” he pushes your tits against the transparent surface, groaning when your plush ass grinds back on his cock. you whimper in response, the pressure too much but he only pins your hands above so they can’t move. “aht aht baby, you take what i give ya.”osamu really hopes that the man can see how well he fucks you and that he’s the only one who can make you feel this good.

daichi who handcuffs your wrists so you can’t move or touch him as part of your ‘punishment’. currently he fucks you from behind, his strokes slow and deep. each time he fully thrusts back in you feel yourself coming close to release but then daichi deprives you of it by pulling away. you whine, your hand itching to grab ahold of his thick thighs to bounce yourself back on him. “what’s wrong, baby?” he asks, thrusting into you for the umpteenth time. “want more, dai. want your cock.” “but that’s what i’m giving you right now, right? i’m being a lot nicer than i should be aren’t i? maybe if you ask politely i’ll let up on your punishment.” he doesn’t have to tell you twice. “please fuck me harder, i’ve been good m’deserve it! i promise i’ll be on my best behavior!” you plea, trying to back into his touch. he chuckles before he yanks back your tied up wrists so you’re pressed flush to his chest. he swiftly grabs ahold of your thighs before pinning you under him. police training has really paid off, huh? next thing you know daichi is bullying your cunt, his pace unruly. there’s nowhere for you to go or budge. instead of begging for more you’re now begging him to slow down. your thighs cramp from where he holds you in place and you hear him snicker. “but this is what you wanted, right? this is what you were begging for? my cock? i don’t think criminals get to decide what they don’t or do get and when.”

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SHEEESH Ran is too fine 😮‍💨😩🌸

Hi! Can i please request some facesitting headcanons for Mikey, Chifuyu Mitsuya and Ran with a Fem s!o? Thank you 💕

hello!! thank you for requesting, i hope this doesn’t suck too much and you’ll like it! ❤️

facesitting with tokrev men (mikey, mitsuya, chifuyu, ran)

warnings: nsfw, minors DNI! title is pretty self explanatory. teasing, cumplay?, oral (f. receiving), coming untouched, soft sex, mutual masturbation, fem bodied reader

mikey

it kind of came out of nowhere. you were making out with him, stroking his brick-hard cock while he rubbed your sensitive clit. he liked eating you out but you had never sat on his face before. without a warning he suddenly slipped his upper body under your legs, grabbing your thighs and pulling your warm heat to his mouth. you barely had any time to register what was happening and just let out the loudest moan ever. he was now making out with your lower lips, his tongue dancing inside you, as his grip tightened on you, wanting your whole body weight to crush his face. needless to say, it took you only a few minutes before you came all over his face and he licked it all to not waste a single drop.

mitsuya

mitsuya is a service dom and knows you and your body extremely well. the thing is you’d always wanted to try face sitting, but were too shy and insecure for it. but mitsuya could tell, like the way you’d hesitantly hover his abs when you were on top of him. this one time, mitsuya didn’t let you listen to your thoughts and grabbed your thighs, pulling you to his face as you squealed in surprise. you were trying to tell him that you’d be too heavy or that he wouldn’t like it but he brushed your comments off by praising your body and peppering your thighs and lower area with kisses. eventually you let your desire control body and propped yourself on his face. you could hear mitsuya enjoy the taste of your pussy as he let out low moans, and swore to yourself to now sit on his face whenever the occasion would arise

chifuyu

you were the one who suggested it first. not that chifuyu did not want you to sit on his face, but he had been to shy to ask for it. so here you were, pussy hovering chifuyu’s face, his eyes looking at your parts like it was the best gift you’d ever given him. he didn’t even know where to start, his lips brushing the inside of your thighs, your lower lips and your clit. you whined, growing impatient for some tongue action, your hips slowly rocking on his face, his nose bumping your clit. chifuyu grabbed your ass and moved you faster, letting you know that you could use his face however you wanted. that night you came three times on his face, and noticed that he’d came too, just from the taste of your juices.

ran

oh this man is a menace. just like chifuyu, you’re the one who suggested it but ran just took it as an opportunity to tease you all day about it. he was, however, very excited about it, so as soon as you got home, he carried you to the bedroom, and asked you to sit on his face. you were a little embarrassed but did so. ran, being the little shit that he is, kept teasing you, giving long slow licks to your pussy and ignoring your clit, just to make you frustrated and hear you ask for more. this little game lasted for a little while, before you started grinding on his face to feel more. underneath you, you could hear and feel him laugh at how impatient you were, but he decided to let you use his face as your personal toy. after all this teasing, he made sure to make you come on his tongue, fingers and dick multiple times.

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Update: lost my 50/50 to keqing gonna riot I WAS GONNA POST SMTH BUT IM LITERALLY TOO UPSET IM GOING TO BED 🥰🔫