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ෆ Not So Innocent

 Not So Innocent

Synopsis: Sweet and innocent girls like you are his favorite thing in this wretched world.

CW: f!reader, pro-soccer player!Bachira, cunnilingus, lowkey dirty talk + corruption kink, inexperienced + implied virgin reader, car sex. This is for my beloved @sleepysnk ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

 Not So Innocent

When you go out with both your friends and his, Bachira can’t help but keep his eyes on you most of the time. The pretty little skirt and crop top, coupled by that cute little soft pink makeup on your eyes, and gloss on your lips—Bachira is unable to avert his gaze, making it easy to get caught by you (and literally everyone.)

His eyes are wide, your bright smile sends shivers down his spine as you jump happily over winning some fucking game that he doesn’t even know the name of—the stupid and embarrassed look on your face as you sit and listen to everyone unabashedly talking about their sexual life. 

The hookup culture that you never wanted to participate in, and the relationships that you’re always too afraid of being in. Bachira’s eyes never leave your face, he’s scrutinizing every little detail of your cute reactions that you keep failing to hide from everyone. He keeps his gaze on you as he talks about that one time he let one of his fans suck him off in the locker room. Smirking to himself when he realized that you’re sweating from how the heat of your body was creeping up your face from all the unnecessary details he began to spill.

Damn.

Sweet and innocent girls like you are his favorite thing in this wretched world.

Bachira cackles when Isagi begs him to stop. 

Bachira doesn’t think that you’ll ever manage to get out of your comfort zone—you don’t seem bold enough for any of this. Damnit, he really wishes he could be the first to watch the way you’d cry from being pleasured by something—someone other than your pretty little fingers.

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The next time the friend group hangs out at a club, you find yourself clinging to Bachira’s side since the others were already fucking around with other people, or too busy dancing. And you think that maybe it’s the drinks, but his hands are definitely playing with the plush of your thighs. Squeezing and pinching all that he can. 

You feel heat pooling between your legs when he places his hand on your inner thigh, letting his palm rest there as he draws circles with his thumb while chatting with Chigiri. 

“Bachira…” your voice is weak, dimmed by the loud music too, but he hears you regardless. 

“Hm?” His head turns to you, a small smile playing on his lips as your foggy eyes blink slowly at him. He leans towards you, his lips purposely brushing along your jaw before he presses them near your ear. “Do you wanna go somewhere private?” Bachira whispers.

The smile on his lips is stretched into a grin when you nod at him, eyes wide and doe—his fingers tighten to squeeze your thigh, then he taps you gently as he stands. 

You don’t expect to end up in his car, but there you were in the back seats of his SUV—kissing him desperately as your hands touch around his body, a man’s body…something you’ve never seen nude nor touched in your entire life. You are puzzled at the way you become so fucking needy, your body craved him ardently, wishing to be touched by his firm hands. 

Bachira’s pupils are dilated as his golden orbs glow brightly when he looks at you. His eyes smile with him at the way you attempt to follow his lips after the kiss is broken. “Don’t be hasty,” Bachira says. 

You are silent, peering at him and watching the way he smiles down at you as he removes his shirt. You shyly raise your hips for him to drag down your skirt along with your panties; instantly clamping your thighs to hide your most intimate part. 

“I’ll have to see what I’m feasting on, no?” Bachira’s palms grab your knees, fighting against your shyness until you let him spread you apart. 

Clenching at the cool air as it hits your dripping wetness, the back of your hand is over your mouth as you peer at Bachira. He is watching you through narrowed eyes, he blows some air on you then licks a quick stripe over your clit—giggling softly at the way your shoulders shake from shuddering, he presses a kiss to the side of your vulva, a bit close to your inner thigh. 

“Grab my hair if you need to,” is the last thing you hear before you’re struck with sparks of pleasure. Your abdomen clenches at the warmth of his wet tongue as he flicks your clit hungrily, your eyes dip behind your head and your fingers find purchase in his hair—subconsciously gripping the soft, ebony locks. 

So sweet, Bachira thinks. Fuck, you taste so good. 

You take care of your body so much, yet you never give yourself to anyone. Why are you letting him have you in the backseats of his car? Bachira wonders if you’ve ever had those nasty little thoughts about him the same way he does about you. 

The possibility of this situation happening earlier than this makes Bachira’s cock throb painfully. 

He’s thankful to taste you—to be the first one to taste you; Bachira’s tongue swirls your clit, flicks it messily between every two long stripes. He squeezes your thighs as he pushes his face deeper into your pussy. 

Your thighs tremble and your toes curl as tight as the knot in your lower belly before it snaps, causing your back to arch tight and your jaw to slack as your eyes are screwed shut when you cum over his tongue. Bachira moans as he sucks on your inner folds, collecting your juices with his tongue to swallow them and relish in the taste that lingers on his taste buds. 

“Sweet girl,” he pressed his thumbs in the plush of your ass. “How was it?” Bachira asks, hovering over your sprawled form. 

Your eyes are glossed from your tears, yet you keep them open to gaze into his darkened ones. “So…good,” you say, and it’s breathless too. 

He leans to kiss your sweetness into your mouth—letting you have a taste of yourself; Bachira thinks that maybe you’ll understand why you deserve to be licked and fucked good. 

Your arms lazily wrap around him, feeling giddy at the way he kisses your tongue, and swirls his own over yours. His hand trails between your legs, he dips a finger into you to feel how wet you are, then he adds another to stretch you a bit as he pumps them into you. 

“Bachira—”

“Say Meguru,” he murmurs into your neck. 

You hum softly, swallowing thickly as you mutter out his name, “Meguru…”

“What is it baby?”

“I haven’t…I haven’t done this before.” Your voice is timid when you speak, and the way you look at him makes his heart clench from all the wicked thoughts that simmer in his brain.

“Oh of course you haven’t,” he giggles, not caring about the offense he’s stuck you with. “Don’t you worry, I’ll take care of you.” 

Your face feels hot—your body is burning hot as well, too exuberant to even speak your thoughts anymore. There is a real cock in front of you, it’s not from some porn video on your screen, and it’s not anyone else’s; it’s Bachira’s. 

Bachira Meguru, the boy you’ve crushed on since middle school, and grew up to watch him become a professional soccer player. 

Holy fuck, is all you can think of when Bachira squeezes his hard cock as he presses a thumb over the leaking tip. You part your thighs further, giving him more than enough space to settle between your legs. You think your brain has shut down the moment Bachira drags himself along your soaking folds—you feel the small bump of his protruding vein as it brushes your clit. 

“Meguru please—!” you cried, losing your (very little) self control as you held his wrist. Your cunt clenching at the sight of his sweat slicked abs and the clear precum shining on his tip. 

Bachira raises a brow, “didn’t I tell you to not be hasty?” he questions through a smile. 

When he enters you, you feel weird, there is an odd stretch that your walls aren’t used to. Not that you’re complaining, but fuck, his cock feels so good dragging along your tight walls. Your jaw is slacked from the curve of his cock as he kisses your g-spot repeatedly. 

Shit, it’s alien to you. It’s something you’ve never thought that you’ll experience, albeit all those videos that talk about how bad men are at finding your g-spot…they’ve become nothing but lies to you, because Bachira Meguru’s cock is stimulating that certain spot that has you seeing the stars inside his fucking car.

On another point of view, Bachira is so fucking sure that you’ve fucked yourself on something as big as him. To be specific, a pink jelly dildo that he always sees in those stupid porn pop us. Oh you definitely have done that, because a virgin like you wouldn’t be this good at handling cock on your first time. 

“Are you really a virgin?” He huffs out his question through his heavy breathing. 

Your gaze is weak as you struggle to hold eye contact, “I am—!” Your choked out answer is convincing, so he chortles lightly—taking your left ankle and pushing it high until your foot is on the roof. Bachira’s pounding becomes heavier, speedy as well; he brings his right hand to slap your boob, laughing at the small yelp, then he presses his thumb over your clit. He watches the way your eyes cross briefly before you screw them tightly, biting your lip as though you’d be able to muffle out your moans. 

A virgin and innocent pussy doesn’t suck cock this greedily on a first time. Maybe you’ve lost your virginity to your dildo, honestly, he wouldn’t be surprised. 

“I wonder what toys you’re hiding.” You hear him giggle, his voice is nothing but a whisper in the back of your head as you’re too wrecked from all this warmth that’s building up in you. 

His hips snap into you harshly as he watches the way you break your back into an arch when he circles your clit. 

“Butt plugs, maybe?” He snickers, “are you even brave enough for those?” Bachira tilts his head to the side, he uses your calf to wipe the sweat from his cheek before he bites you—moaning against your leg when your pussy flutters on him, squeezing him harshly until his hips stammer with each roll.

“I have…those,” you manage to stutter out through your whimpers. “I tried—one time, it hurt so much.”

Your blurry eyes caught the manic grin on his face as he spoke, “you really are a dirty girl in secret, aren’t you?” he murmurs, there is a menacing glint in his tone. 

Bachira can’t wait to finish this round so he can go for another, and another, and another—until your body breaks from being folded into every position you never thought you'd be in. And he certainly can’t wait to teach you all the things he can do to your body.

 Not So Innocent

©kenruu

If something doesn’t make sense, keep your mouth shut or I’ll blow my brains out. 😞‼️


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ft. Sae Itoshi, Ikki Niko, Shuto Sendou, Hyoma Chigiri & Meguru Bachira

content : all characters are aged up!!, established relationships, pegging, sub + bottom!character & dom + top!reader, warnings listed under the characters.

→ sloppy scenarios

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#SAE ITOSHI

brat taming + degradation + humiliation + hair pulling + spit kink + spanking + doggy style

The way the high praised and most treasured midfielder, Sae Itoshi, turns out to be just a whiny and drooling mess beneath his girlfriend is something no one ever would believe.

With his ass up and face down, Sae takes your strap so easily. Wet tears mixed with drool stain his face as you rut the silicon toy deep inside him. „mhm..no more! ‘hurts when yer so rough with me. Stop it if you can’t to it right.“ the itoshi would state. Your grasp, that’s tight around his hips only hardening to collide both of your hips even more rough to make your boyfriend scream. „told you what slutty boys get when they’re being bratty. Now shut up and take it, you asked for it, boyslut.“, and Sae could only groan out loudly from those words.

Even when you fuck him like the white he actually is, the midfielder spits snarky remarks at you. „do it better.. no! Fuck you, I don’t let you bos-“, His dick twitches even harder as you deliver a harsh spank to his ass cheek that makes him jolt forward. The red haired soaks the pillow with his drool while he gets fucked by you—slurring out words like „oh fuck- fuck don’t stop. need it so much harder. Fuck me dumb on your cock.“ left his mouth after he just babbled about it being a bad fuck. His back arches hard under you hand, hard enough to build the perfect curve to hold onto as you fucked in even deeper to ruin him fully beneath you. Calling him names and slapping him around like a doll.

A hard tug on his hair signaled him to look in your direction. Pushing the strap in until you fully bottomed out, you grab his jaw and hook your thumb in his face. Forcing him to open up, Sae waits for you to spit on his tongue and keep it out until you say it’s okay to swallow. The kick of humiliation gives your boyfriend just the right feeling of pleasure.

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#IKKI NIKO

first time + gentle sex + mention of prep + kissing + implied after care + greedy Niko + missionary

Soft little pants of „ahh“ and „mhmm“ left Ikki Niko‘s mouth as you very slowly and softly bottomed out inside him. It’s the first time a toy this big has entered him, of course you had to be very gentle with the way you prepared and fucked him to get him used to this new sensation.

Very soon your boyfriend pulls you down into the kiss as you rock your hips back and forth in a careful motion. His back was pressed against the soft sheets of your bed and his fluffy hair bounced with each thrust of yours. It’s not until Niko started mewling „feels good,,, but‘s not enough.“ the colorful toy now entering deeper inside him that pulled a gasp out of Ikki when he felt the tip of it brushing his prostate for the very first time. Once soft little pants and whines now turn into needy whimpers and moans that only got louder the more you two got into it.

The striker arches his back off the bed—almost if he wants to take the strap even deeper inside his greedy body all at once. In addition to that, he wraps his legs around your waist to pull you closer. Ikki was quick to pull you in for a chaste kiss to your lips, looking you deep in the eyes to see your own desire to pull an orgasm out of him. The gentle sex makes him open and up a little more to you, more daring with his words and gestures. Especially when you praise him, telling him he’s a good boy and takes you so well. It makes a little rose tone spreading over his cheeks and eats before he lets a high pitched moan out.

Niko‘s body that tossed from side to side along with shaking thighs, show you he’s close to cumming. Gibberish sentences and grinds against the faux cock tell you to fasten up the pace. As soon as you hit his prostate again, Niko spilled all over his tummy and thighs in a matter of seconds. Sticky cum now clinging to his skin as he tightened around the toy you slowly pull out of him.

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#SHUTO SENDOU

implied pillow princess + brat taming + handjob + dumbification + drooling + nipple play + reversed cowboy

Lewd sounds of skin slapping and gooey lube squelching fill the room along with Sendou‘s very vocal moans as you fuck him. Usually the u20 ace is a pillow princess, never lifting a single every time you fuck him.

But this time, your salmon haired boyfriend has to work for his pleasure. The muscular back of his leaning against your chest as he takes the silicon dick fully inside him. His favorite toy stretching him out just the way he loves it. Sitting on his haunches, the male bounces up and down on your lap. Heavy breaths and loud whimpers as shuto rides you like he didn’t have a strap inside him in like forever. The athlete proceeds to lean his whole body weight on his arms that support all of his weight on your leg, giving you a little show when he presents you his ass do willingly.

It’s probably just to get his point across, the man wants to tease, getting his point as a pillow prince across. Much to his dismay, the plan backfired. It only lead to you pulling him back against your chest as he grinds on the toy as you fist his cock in your hand. This only confused Sendou, the pleasure was something he loves, but he can’t decide where to fuck against. Should he fuck your fist or should he wiggle his ass against your strap to get off ? At some point the stimulation was too much for him to handle, hot ropes of cum release from his throbbing cock as he paints his own and your thighs in a sticky white substance.

Loud moans still escape your boyfriend‘s fucked out face. Mouth hanging wide open, drool dripping from his tongue and his eyes occasionally rolling in the back of his head as you fuck Sendou on your strap all over again. He’s greedy, so he has to learn that he’s not always getting what he wants from you.

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#HYOMA CHIGIRI

pervert + feminization + usage of „boycunt“ + rough sex + spanking + humiliation + dacryphilia + overstimulation + chest groping + sex over the desk

Pap pap pap pap could‘ve been heard by anyone who was inside your and Hyoma Chigiri‘s shared home if you two wouldn’t be alone right now. The cute stockings and panties connected to them down around his knees.

Your boyfriend got himself into this position after all; bend over the table as you thrust inside him like he asked you to—fucking him like the pretty girl he wanted to be so bad for stealing your clothes and make up. The skirt is flipped up to his lower back and his ass cheeks that once were wrapped in panties now decorated with a red hand print. The beautiful magenta haired whining and crying out in pleasure every time you make his hips clash against the edge of the table from the impact of your heavy thrusts. Chigiri still wore the bra he stole from you—a pretty triangle one without cups that fit his chest properly after adjusting it a little. With all his might, he keeps it in place, clearly remembering yours words of „hold your tiny bra in place. Or else I’ll fully ruin your boycunt until you can’t cum no more.“

Of course he took that threat seriously, nothing hurts more than having his ass fucked and dick milked for the nth time a night. The mascara smudging his cheeks he tinted with blush from all the crying of getting ruined on your strap for taking what isn’t his. So you continue rutting into him from behind, grabbing his chest in two palms and giving it several firm squeezes while telling Hyoma what a pretty girl he is being. So fuckable and cute at the same time, a truly pretty doll for you.

Chigiri‘s dick was trapped between the wooden surface and his own abdomen, and by the way it twitches, your boyfriend can tell he’s close to cumming from the constant abuse you give to his prostate so often. Soon spilling the messy load all over the furniture, begging to get fucked in like a pretty girl all over again.

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#MEGURU BACHIRA

Slut + shibari + nipple play + sex addict + dirty talk + bondage + overstimulation + deep penetration + cowboy + prone bone

It got annoying to you how the young man still wiggled around in your hold as you fuck him. Even after multiple rounds, Meguru still wanted more and seemed to be untamable.

Not even tying him down and wrapping the rope all over his sensitive places seem to tire his energetic body out. He was shameless. Your boyfriend‘s nipples that rubbed against the rope from his body rocking against your body didn’t helped either. Watery lube trickled down his ass to collect between his thighs as you press his hips down against the bed, leaning your full weight on top of his back to reach even deeper inside Bachira to satisfy his needs to cum until he can’t no more.

The bi hair colored male pulls and squirms against the sheets you fuck him—ropes digging into his skin and torturing his perky nipples to stimulate himself even more. Meanwhile slutty remarks of his like „fuck me harder, need it“ or „ruin my ass“ are spat out by Meguru. Tip of his throbbing dick grinding against the pre cum stained blanket you two share as you rut the strap deep inside of his hole to hit his prostate nicely. If it would be him, Bachira would want you to fuck this toy up into his belly; using all your strength and will to break his well build body under your command and corrupting it to your liking.

It seems like it’s never enough for your slut alike boyfriend—not when he wiggles his ass back against your strap as you kneel and Meguru grinds against the toy for more pleasure. His mouth drools loads of spit and the bed is already soaked in his creamy cum. But ever after 3 rounds, bachira doesn’t seem to be tired at all. Just let him ride you, and if he gets tired, make sure to give him a hard fuck to put him properly to sleep.

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mdni, every character is 18+

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