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Faking it w/ Matsukawa Issei

MDNI, Fem!Reader.

He promised you it’s fine.

He said it’s okay if you wanna go out with your girls tonight and that you won’t have to worry about him. Somehow you still ended up under him as he makes you take his whole cock without any mercy.

"I-Issei I h-have to leave in 30 minutes!"

You complain to him.

"Just relax baby, let me make ya feel good." He smirks cockily.

You bite your lip trying not to moan at the way he makes your legs go numb.

It’s horrible how easy it was for him to make you shut up just by using his dick.

You have no other choice. This has to end immediately or you’re going to be at the club to late. You try to clench around him to give him the feeling that you’re close before you start whining in his ear.

"ahhh fuck I-Issei… 'm so close!" You put on a show as you pretend to cum on his dick.

You stop moaning and act like you have to catch your breath as you look at his face.

"What the fuck?" Is all you hear from him.

You give him a confused look while hoping he hadn’t noticed anything so that you can leave soon.

"What was that?" He looks at you offended like you just insulted his intelligence.

"What are you talking about?" You ask.

"ya think I’m stupid doll? ya think I wouldn’t notice your little play? Pretending to be creamin' 'round my dick when I know exactly what you feel like when you actually cum." He raises an eyebrow at you.

Maybe your idea wasn’t the best one but who could have known that this bastard has memorized every single movement that your body makes when you have an orgasm?

"I didn’t mean to… I just have to leave soon and I don’t want my friends waiting for me again." You try to explain yourself.

"like I give a shit, ya might as well go text 'em right now that ya won’t be coming tonight, not after that stunt ya just pulled." He spats at you.

"w-what? No! You said I could go out with them!" You protest.

He grabs you at the back of your head making you face him while his fingers grip tightens around your hair.

"Should have thought about that earlier sweetheart, you’re not going anywhere tonight." And he stood to his word.

You didn’t even count how many times he made you cum that night but even if you weren’t exhausted and completely ruined after that you wouldn’t have made it to the club, not with your legs being so senseless that you couldn’t even walk properly.

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Faking it w/ Akaashi Keiji

Reblogs are welcomed 🫶🏾💗

“three’s a crowd”

tw/cw: first time threesome (MFM), oral sex (f + m receiving), daddy kink, slight exhibitionism, nipple play, unprotected sex, creampie, double penetration, anal sex, first time anal, praise and degradation, slight dumbification, crappy writing, "good girl," “baby girl,” "doll," sweetheart." this is... so long lmao unedited

my submission for @anime-nymph's "firsts collab"

“one time i had a threesome with these two chicks-” hanamaki started, although was cut off by iwaizumi gagging slightly.

“keep it to yourself, dude” he growled, grossed out over the very intense need hanamaki had to retell his old sex stories (the former ace joked it was only to prove that he was having sex).

you giggled, stirring your drink as you boyfriend, issei, leaned in to whisper into your ear, “have you ever had a threesome baby?”

his voice is sultry and deep, purposely making his tone borderline pornographic. it made your legs squeeze shut as you sat up, flushing at his question.

“no,” you whisper back, biting your lip, wondering just what he was insinuating. “have you?” at first, you were just joking around, teasing him slightly, not expecting his response.

“i have.” his hand met with your thigh, gripping your flesh with a cheeky grin, quickly sneaking his hand under the end of your dress. his hand was dangerously close to your cunt, making your breath hitch, feeling hanamaki staring at the two of you with a suspicious gaze.

“have you ever thought about it?” he asked you, his lips were brushing against your ear lobe as he spoke.

you whined his name, embarrassed, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. only by doing so, you missed the look your boyfriend flashed towards his best friend.

issei had been leaving lingering kisses all night, driving your almost insane, uncomfortably shifting where you sat, trying to readjust your soaking wet panties.

you didn't want to have to wait any longer to indulge with your boyfriend, in fact you were itching to get home, not expecting hanamaki to tag along with the two of you, even coming into you and issei's shared apartment.

the strawberry blonde was in the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water while you sat on the couch, your boyfriend by your side, pulling the same antics as earlier.

"you're such a tease," you huffed, leaning into his touch as his finger traced along your collarbone, slowly wrapping his large hand around your neck and bringing you in for a heated kiss.

with your eyes shut, sloppy kissing noises filled your ears, as issei rubbed his hands against your breasts, making you peal back, scared to get too invested in the kiss, despite the throbbing in your core.

you looked over towards the direction of the kitchen, not seeing hanamaki anywhere as issei proceeded to suck on your neck, his fingers trailing down to your clit ever so slowly.

trying to hold back your groans, you shut your eyes, digging your nails into issei's shoulders, feeling him knead your ass, pulling it apart, making you go crazy.

"issei," you panted, hearing footsteps start to approach, trying to pull him off but even you couldn't stop the way your hips jutted forward, so needy for friction. "what about makki?-" you choked out, peaking your eyes open to see that the other man was already standing in front of the two of you, watching, his dick hard.

"i don't think makki minds," he told you with a low chuckle. you made eye contact with your boyfriend's best friend as he sat down on the couch across from were the two of you sat, placing his drink on the coffee table.

you looked at him with wide eyed, feeling him stroke your cheek, soothing your nerves, "unless you mind?"

taking a deep breath, your fists sat against his chest, needed a minute to think. your cunt ached and you realized hanamaki's gaze was only intensifying the feeling. you shook your head, biting your lip.

“and if makki wants to join?” he raised an eyebrow, seeing any sort of dishonest answer. your pussy hurt so bad, needing any sort of relief.

“let him,” you replied.

issei grinned, lifting your dress, exposing your promiscuous undergarments to hanamaki who smirked at the sight. he brought his arms to the back of the couch, leaning back to enjoy the show that you and your boyfriend were putting on for him.

issei moved your panties to the side and you were already dripping with excitement. you could feel the way your juices stuck to issei's finger as he drew it along the folds of your cunt.

"she's so wet- fuck," makki gasped, already palming his dick, trilled on just the sight of your pussy, already so ready for your boyfriend. you moaned, hearing makki’s voice, making you wrap your arms around issei’s neck, using him to keep yourself up.

your boyfriend’s fingers circled your sensitive bud, going so slowly, it was brutal. from over your shoulder, issei looked at his friend, raising his eyebrows, “are you going to join or not?”

hanamaki jumped up, wincing at the friction that it created between his legs, his pants tenting over his crotch. he stood behind you, hand gently touching your back as he reached for your zipper. with a single motion, the dress pooled at your waist, making the men’s mouth water.

“stand up babygirl,” issei told you, running his hand up and down your side, letting you off him to take off the dress completely.

makki, hesitant to touch you, was watching you with lustful eyes, trailing down your body and over your curves.

“you can touch her,” mattsun chuckled, leaning back onto the couch, seeing how you whimpered at the first contact of the other man’s fingers to your flesh.

you touched him back, hands grazing over his chest and now lesser defined abs. hanamaki’s hands found your ass, one of his legs slipping between your own and adding a new pressure onto your clit.

he held your jaw, bringing his lips down onto yours, waiting for his friend to stop him, but issei didn’t say a word while he deepened the kiss.

issei watched as your tongues played around with each other, how you rolled your hips on his thigh. you were so adorable when you were desperate. mattsun looked down at his hard cock, sighing as he palmed it through his pants, clearing his throat, breaking you off hanamaki.

your boyfriend signaled you with his finger, bringing you back onto his lap. issei brought his hand back towards your pussy, “are you gonna let me taste that sweet little cunt of yours?”

“yes daddy.” you nodded eagerly, moving off him, getting on your hands and knees. hanamaki didn’t think you could get hotter, his cock throbbing as multiple pleas for your daddy to touch you rung through the room.

issei tore off your underwear, jiggling your ass cheeks, diving into it and lapping up your preexisting arousal. hanamaki snapped out of his daze at the sounds of your moans, bringing his hips closer to your mouth, putting one of his knees onto the couch.

placing his hand possessively gripped your head, staring down at you with a condescending expression. “gonna fuck that tight throat of yours, alright baby? can you take my cock?”

“don’t worry she can,” issei says, his fingers circling your clit, “‘trained her whore mouth so well.” he then placed his hot tongue into your folds, jolting you forward.

hanamaki had already stripped down to his boxers, teasing you as he slowly pulled them down, letting the drool collect in your mouth in anticipation. his cock slapped against his stomach, slightly curved and a flushed tip, almost making you lick your lips.

opening up for him, hanamaki began to push his cock forward, groaning the way your warm mouth made him feel. the sensation only intensified as your throat squeezed around him; so tight and soft.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head, tongue running over his thick shaft, you were in bliss as makki grabbed your head, thrusting forward at a manageable rate. you couldn’t help but moan around his cock as issei’s tongue plunged in and out of you, switching between fucking your hole and sucking on your clit.

with your jaw feeling sore, the roof of your mouth becoming bruised and the need for air approaching, you slid makki's dick out of your mouth. a thick string of drool connected the corners of your mouth and the shaft of his cock. you looked up at him with a fucked out smile, chuckling with glee as you stroked his cock.

hanamaki covered his mouth with the back of his hand, reminding himself not to cum too early, but fuck, you look so sexy, your hair messed up, your makeup smudged, perfectly ruined because of two men.

you made it especially difficult, keeping eye contact as you brought his balls closer to your mouth, running your tongue along his sensitive skin. a shiver ran up his spin, watching as his cock practically covered the entirely of your face.

he huffed, seeing issei pull away from your pussy, hazily staring down at your cunt. the ravenette brought his arms up, tracing your holes with his large fingers. it was lewd, watching your face contort as issei slid them in, your mouth filled with his balls.

"good girl," he praised, his hands slide down your back. "so fucking good to us." he watched as you jerked his cock, the tears streaming down your face only making his balls tighten and his dick twitch.

from behind you, issei was smirking, seeing how you could get his best friend so fucked out, and the three of you had just started. he rocked his dick in and out of your pussy, engulfed in the sticky sounds, catching glimpses of the creamy rings you left around his cock.

though, the sight of you enjoying yourself so much only made him thrust harder, feeling how you gummy walls felt against the veins of his dick. he pushed down on the small of your back, seeing how you arched your back further.

when he felt like he was about to finish, issei pulled out, giving your ass a hard smack. you whimpered, the tip of makki’s shaft once again finding a home inside your mouth.

“get on your back baby,” issei ordered, almost smiling as he saw how quickly you nodded and did as you were told, “that’s it.”

the taller man looked up, “do you wanna fuck her pussy now?”

makki’s eyes lit up like a kid walking through a candy store, lighting himself off the couch and trading positions with issei. he eyed your drooling cunt, stoking his cock and preparing himself to feel the warmth of your pussy.

you arched your back more, squirming, eager to have him inside you. first, makki pushed in his dick, groaning at the way you clenched around him.

the rest of his dick slammed into you as the strawberry blonde chased the pleasurable feeling. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, mouth open, waiting for issei to fill up your throat, although he never did.

instead, issei was leaning back, fisting his cock. his lips twitched into a lopsided grin, watching how his best friend fucked you. your high pitched moans rang through your boyfriends ears as makki brought his hands up against your breasts, squeezing them and toying with your nipples.

he pinched them, rolling your nipples between his fingers until you were yelping underneath him. you were in such a trance, you barely noticed issei sitting up, bringing his balls closer to your face.

"mhh, daddy," you whined as the man showed his balls into your mouth, placing his cock between your now swollen tits, squeezing them together to engulf his dick.

issei let out a grunt, as your saliva coated his balls, your hot tongue swirling around the sensitive skin. he began to thrust forward, making sure your tits were engulfing his cock.

with your body being used, you let them build up a rhythm with issei worshiping your breasts while makki savored the feeling of your warm cunt. though, it was your boyfriend that cut off your fun,

“sit up— both of you.” it caught you off guard as he removed himself from on top of you. sitting up like he ordered, you’d began to get antsy, confused on why issei wanted the two of you to stop.

“everything okay, ‘sei?” you looked up at him, concern seeping in your tone, though you were quickly met with one of his mischievous grins.

he nodded his head, “never felt better, doll, just wanna try something new.” he sat back down, now sandwiching you between the two men. he leaned towards you, nibbling at your ear, “but i’m gonna need your okay, yeah?”

issei proceeded to whisper his lewd fantasy into your ear, makki watching intently as you bite your lips and rubbed your thighs together. with a boyish smile, your boyfriend sucked along your neck before standing up, heading towards the bedroom without a word.

you’d crawled back into hanamaki’s lap, licking your lips and pressing your bare body onto his. his cheeks were flushed, his eyes blown out with lust as you stole another kiss from him, whining into his mouth.

sitting up, you grabbed makki’s cock, lining it up with your dripping pussy. you engulfed him, your nipples rubbing against his as the strawberry blonde's hands rubbed over your ass.

"good fucking girl," he groaned. makki helped you jump up and down on his dick while both of your moans filled the room. it was no secret makki was loud during sex, though the more you squeezed around him the more his pitchy, mouth watering sounds left his lips. if anything, it only make you hump his cock harder.

his hips thrusted up to meet with yours as he grabbed a fistful of your tits, bringing them into his mouth, letting him draw circles around your nipples with his tongue.

it was then that issei came back, for a second not making any noise, entranced by the sight of his girlfriend and his best friend fucking. he could've sworn his dick was aching, slowly stroking it in secret before announcing his presence.

"you're so fucking sexy," issei groaned, kissing your neck and you humped makki's cock. in his hand was a bottle of lube, waiting to be used.

"fuck, it feels so good," hanamaki panted out, in his own world, high of the clenching of your pussy. issei popped the cap open, lathering his hands in the substance, first coating his dick with it and then inserting his now wet fingers into your other clenching hole.

with just his index and middle finger, you could swear you were so full, head tipping back as you clutched onto hanamaki's shoulders, even digging into his soft skin.

"taking it like such a good girl, baby," issei curled his finger, as if he was playing with your pretty pussy.

though, with all the stimulation, you could feel yourself going dumb. the rolling of your hips seemed to slow down and the words that slip past your lips became meaningless mummers.

"look at that, mattsun, she's already gone stupid and you haven't even put the tip in." makki's quick comments earned a chuckle from your boyfriend, who firmly grabbed his dick, letting it poke at your asshole.

you couldn't say anything to stop the other man's teasing, trying to get rid of all the tension in your body as you felt issei stretching you open in new ways.

"shit, i love you so much baby," issei groaned, the feeling of lust and desire making his head spin a little.

he saw how you squirmed, rocking back towards him, trying to get more of his cock. with a light yet domineering slap to your ass, he muttered under his breath: "so greedy."

your whimpered, clinging onto your boyfriend's best friend as you were finally adjusted to having both your holes filled to the brim.

"please move, daddy." were the first coherent words you let out since issei had startled fucking with your ass.

makki moaned just at your voice, so sweet and needy, willing to let your daddy to anything he wanted. with tears stuck on your lashes, he got the blessing of seeing the way your face contorted as both of them began their quick and rough thrusts.

for you, it felt like a long, blissful experience, feeling every touch, lighting your skin and your sex on fire. with each grunt, or huff that made their chest fall, the sensation of their cocks deep inside you made you tense up, a familiar feeling beginning to form in your stomach.

you clawed into hanamaki once more, while his own hands dug into the fat of your ass, moving you in circles on his twitching dick. all while issei had a steady hold on the back of your neck with one hand, and a tight grip of your waist.

letting out a loud cry, you tired to let them know you were close, knowing your orgasm was building up. your legs were shaking, your breaths were quick and mixed together with whines of pleasure.

"yeah, i'm close too babygirl." issei only pounding into you harder, as his friend nodded while speeding up himself. the tight gaping of your ass was already enough to send him over the edge, but issei needed to wait until you came.

your eyes squeezed shut, loosing yourself in your high, your vision even going white for a brief moment as hanamaki was the first one to follow suit.

quickly, he managed to pull out, painting your stomach and boobs with his white, hot cum.

next, was issei who resting his forehead on your shoulder as he reached his own climax, rutting into your ass as much as he could without overstimulating himself.

your tight, virgin asshole had been filled up perfectly, cum even dripping down the curve of your ass as you wiggled, trying to keep it in.

issei leaned closer to your face, peppering you with kisses, while you were nearly about to collapse. both men held you in their arms. makki soon ran to get a towel and some water as your boyfriend continued to comfort and praise you.

"maybe next time we'll have a foursome," issei joked around, seeing how you giggled and nuzzled into the crook of his neck, "i bet you're desperate for hajime's cock in your mouth, hm?" though this earned a playful punch.

(reblogs help!)

currently thinking about . . . HUSBAND! ISSEI <3 — MDNI.

CONTENT WARNINGS : oral (f). overstimulation. dry humping. breeding kink. creampie. lowkey possessive! issei lmao.

HUSBAND! ISSEI who, even after months of it officially happening, still can't believe he can finally call you his wife. he still loses his mind ever so slightly when someone refers to you with such title — or when he himself gets to use it — and if he is being completely honest, he is pretty sure he will never get over the addicting euphoria that the prospect of being with you forever brings him.

HUSBAND! ISSEI who is just way too caring for his own good. he worries too much, always putting your needs before his because he feels the need to make sure you are as happy with him as he is with you. he couldn't have gotten any more lucky, couldn't have married anyone better than you, and he wants to make sure you know that.

HUSBAND! ISSEI who is always gentle and attentive. he knows you can sometimes get a bit clumsier than usual when you are focused on something else, so he likes to take little precautions to prevent an injury from happening. it can range from mundane things like placing a hand on your hip so you don't bump into a massive stack of cans in the grocery store while you're too entranced on crossing things off your shopping list to even notice they are there, to more radical cases that he, quite frankly, doesn't even like to think about — the point of it all being that as long as you are with him, issei hopes you know that he will always look out for you.

HUSBAND! ISSEI who melts whenever you call him your angel. his heartbeat speeds up and he swears his palms get sweaty whenever you profess the sweet nickname, a giddy smile he can't help but want to hold back crossing his features as he tells you that you are his angel, the he is the blessed one for getting to spend eternity with you.

HUSBAND! ISSEI who swears he will never get over the amazing feeling of your naked skin under his fingertips. it's truly addicting, the view of goosebumps spreading where the pads of his fingers have just pressed endearing to him, in a way. he loves seeing how responsive you are to him — loves that you get as gleeful over his touch as he gets over yours, a big smile always curling his lips as butterflies fill his stomach whenever you are the one to reach out to him first, leaving lingering strokes up his body, your intentions teasing, and yet, sweet.

HUSBAND! ISSEI who always feels his breath be knocked out of his lungs whenever he pushes his thick shaft into you for the first time in the night. it looks so pretty, the way your cute pussy swallows him so well, the stretch he gives you mixed with how full he always makes you feel making you all but mewl incoherent rambles to him — words slurred as you tell him how good he makes you feel while his hips start to snap against yours, moans growing high-pitched whenever you call for his name, the way the tip of his cock kisses your cervix with every precise thrust making you see stars, the pleasure eventually becoming too overwhelming for either of you to even be able to form proper sentences, resuming to only whining for each other, getting lost in your lustful hazes, minds filled with the other's presence only.

HUSBAND! ISSEI who, if asked, could spend hours between your legs, face stuffed against your cunt as he drinks up all your arousal, lapping up all that you give him without hesitation. he loves your taste, your scent — your everything, simply obsessed with you. he wraps his muscled arms around your thighs and pushes you as close to him as he can, nose bumping against your clit while he forces his tongue into your fluttering hole, groaning against you, silently begging that you give him more. your moans are like music to his ears, your cries that it is too much losing it's meaning somewhere along the way as he keeps on pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you, mind too drunk on you to even notice the way he starts humping his hips against the mattress under him, leaking tip flushed an angry red as he nears his high without even fully realizing it, ending up accidently not only overstimulating you but also himself as he keeps on rocking against the bed even after his cum has spilled all over it, only being brought to reality all too late when he feels the jaded pain surface, pulling back and looking down on the mess he made almost in an embarrassed manner.

HUSBAND! ISSEI who kisses every inch of your face while fucking you, mind foggy as he feels his orgasm building up. his thumb circles your clit, his other hand cupping your cheek when he goes to rest his forehead against yours, both your breaths bated as you find yourselves in the same state, too lost on your shared pleasure to fully notice anything else. you feel so good around him, velvety walls so tight around his girth he almost can't handle it — the need to make you his right there and then taking over before he even notices what he is doing, or better yet, saying.

"'m gonna fill you up so good, angel. so, so good..." issei mumbles, eyes closed and brows knotted as he takes a moment to breath, then continuing with his rambling. "you're gonna look so pretty when i fuck a baby into you, and then everyone is gonna know you're only mine"

you don't know what about it makes either of you go so crazy, but the fact that issei's words always drive you both closer to the edge is undeniable, a few sloppy thrust more than enough to make you both cum right there and then seconds later, screaming each other's name as you feel your climaxes wash over you.

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