I Have Two Types Of Opinion On Isagi On This. One, That He Is A Respectful Yet A Passionate Guy. And

Like how tf is he so slept on? Why is he so goddamn underrated 😭😒

You either die the hero or love long enough to realize you can't marry Utakata

As a certified reptile, I need the former category as my personal heater pls :((

Men who are heat sources, like a sports car engine, your very own furnace. No matter the weather, he always runs hot, with enough body warmth to spare. And spare he does. Touching him is like touching is like touching the outside of a working oven, it may not burn but the temperature change is clear - and that doesn't stop when he is asleep.

Unless you are running the ac, sharing a bed with him during summer is hell. He sweats through the night, and if you're under the covers he's gonna heat up the whole space. If you're cuddling you'll both wake up sweaty and hot, it's the price you pay for wanting skin contact with a car engine.

Now, during winter he is a blessing, warming up the room and keeping you safe from the cold touch outside the covers. He runs so hot he always sleeps without a shirt, no matter the season, so you'll always get the soft touch of his skin whenever you cuddle. And winter is perfect cuddling weather, the warmth of his body drawing you in like a siren call. You almost feel like a reptile, seeking the lifesaving touch of sunlight - and in a way, during those cold winter days, this car engine of a man is your own personal sun.

OLIVER, SHIDOU, KUNIGAMI, Nagi, Bachira, Kaiser, Sae, Gagamaru

Men who are heat sinks, hands and feet always cold no matter the weather. You touch him you are gonna be the one sharing your body heat with him, not the other way around. Unless put under intense physical strain he won't sweat, his body temperature won't rise, he'll always be feeling like he could use some warmth. One one hand it's good, he'll always be seeking your touch, on the other, sleeping with a body heat vampire can be kinda chilly.

He wasn't made for winter - clearly so. You either turn up the heating or you'll have cold feet touching you and icy hands wrapped over your skin. He may sleep in a shirt, but he'd rather you slept bare, so he could have more access to the warmth of your body when you embrace. And you will embrace, it's not an option, cuddling is mandatory to your reptile of a boyfriend - he seeks you like a lizard seeks a warm rock.

During summer, though, you are the one seeking his colder touch, letting his hands suck the overbearing heat from you. He doesn't mind, the weather isn't so cruel to him. He doesn't lose the reptile like need to seek your warmth and this time you are more than happy to give. You'll be wrapped around him all summer - shirt optional this time around. You know, maybe you should start considering just moving to somewhere tropical.

RIN, CHIGIRI, NESS, Kiyora, Reo, Otoya, Yukimiya, Sendo

😂

This is my 6th used emoji...no wonder coz my life is a joke and I am a clown ;-;

Your sixth most recent emoji is how your guardian angel feels about you

"Imagine being second best to yourself" 🤡💀

devotion (zhongli brainrot)

note !! crack brainrot inspired by Barbara and Venti's dynamic// also a sort of twist on my previous work, age gap (zhongli)!

Imagine being in a mutual pining scenario with Zhongli where both your feelings are just so obvious. You've known each other for quite a while now, so it'll be okay if he confesses, right?

But to his surprise, you reject him. You're all shy and sympathetic as you try to turn him down.

"I'm sorry, mister Zhongli. I do genuinely like you but.. but..."

"But?"

"But my heart and body belongs to my god, Rex Lapis! I simply can't bring myself to be in a relationship, not when I'm still in mourning."

Externally, Zhongli looks like this 😃

Internally, he feels like this 🤡

Zhongli doesn't have a lot of regrets in his very long long life, but dam–

But let's say that somehow, he manages to woo you into saying yes anyway. Something about how "Rex Lapis would want you to live happily" or maybe you are ready for a relationship with him now despite your strong devotion to the geo archon.

In fact, dating him could go really well too! He indulges you in stories that you can't even find on any textbook (wow, your boyfriend sure knows a lot!) and he values Liyue's history just as much as you do.

But there are times when it's just... 😃

Zhongli walking into your home for the very first time to see little statues, posters, and shrines of Rex Lapis

Sleeping with Zhongli but instead of cuddling him, you're cuddling an 8 feet long dragon plushie of him

(he kind of wants to throw the plush away, it takes up his space on the bed 😑)

Zhongli having to deal with comments about him—

"It must be cool to have a geo vision, controlling the element of our lord, Rex Lapis 😙"

"I bought Rex Lapis relics! We can put it in our bedroom."

"These fruits aren't for you. I'll be offering it in the shrine later."

The poetic irony in you clarifying with him that you're a devotee before you're his lover. (Rex Lapis > Zhongli)

"Zhongli, I love you but my heart will always first and foremost belong to Rex Lapis..."

Whenever you do something bad, you also tend to turn to Rex Lapis for forgiveness

"Oh how will I ever be forgiven now?" 😭

"Darling, I'm sure Rex Lapis doesn't mind..."

"You don't know that!"

You gush with Xiao over your shared devotion to Rex Lapis. Xiao indulges you but he's highkey pitying Zhongli because imagine being second best to yourself

GUSHING OVER THE GEO ARCHON STATUE

"It looks so cool!!"

"Love, don't you think I look kind of like that?"

"Hm... no offense, Zhongli, but..."

"🫤" *that's literally me* moment

Holi Hai !!!!

Shyam rang mei rang du

Utare kabhi na gori rang aisa tan pe mal du aaja

Are aaja mayuri chham chham rang bhang ka hai mausam

Aaj nashe me chur dur har gam

Mast hoke masti me jhume hum

soukoku took trust games to a whole new level like what do you mean you hid antidote in your mouth, joined the villains, got stabbed and was deliberately in a comatose state trusting that your ex partner slash enemy will activate his self destruct stage of ability to come and save you

Why is this so hot 😩

“You drive me crazy” ♡

-jujutsu kaisen x gn! reader

|| Attractive driving habits that the Jujutsu sorcerers subconsciously do while driving that makes you weak in the knees

pairing : itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, gojo satoru, maki zenin, yuuta okkotsu x gn! reader

genre : fluff; slight crack

tw : none

words : 1.6k

Itadori Yuuji || Reaches over to help you with your seatbelt

Yuuji is wonderful at multitasking. Sometimes you wonder if he has 6 arms like how Sukuna does. One of the many little habits he has while driving is him helping you with your seatbelt when your hands are full. Yuuji reaches over whilst you two were on a red light, his body over yours as he tugs on the strap of leather and buckles it in. For a split second, his warm breath fans over your neck and shoulder, causing a blush to dust your cheeks.

You couldn’t remember the last time you put on a seatbelt for yourself. Yuuji had always done it for you, even before you dated. And Yuuji would do this at any state he is in..any state. So when you both return from a mission that led to his shirt being ripped by Sukuna, you thanked the universe you were alive to experience such a wonderful moment.

Yuuji didn’t realize he had such an effect on you until you shared a car with Nobara and she blatantly pointed out how you really liked it when he did that. Yuuji went all (°▽°) “Whaa”. Thanks to that, nowadays, from time to time, being the tease he was, he presses a gentle kiss to your neck before retracting his body back into his seat or whispers something to make you blush into your ear. To this day you ‘accidentally’ forget the importance of your seatbelt just so that your lovely boyfriend can take care of it for you.

“Are you always this clumsy? Or just needy for my attention hm?”

Megumi Fushiguro || Turns a corner and reverses with one hand

You’d be surprised at how much Megumi actually drives. He prefers a car rather than a subway or bus because it’s private and not full of random strangers’ trash. The day he received his license, he vowed to master the act of driving so that nobody can make him go on those public death traps again. An effect from his many driving lessons was his newfound comfort in handling a steering wheel. There came..the one hand driving skill.

You swore your eyes became the shape of hearts when he put one arm down as he was driving to parallel park. One of the hardest things to do with a car..and he did it with one hand?? That hand was about to have a ring on it if he didn’t stop.

Megumi noticed how you stare at him as he turned or reversed and asked about it. You denied any of his questions but proposed to him to pull his sleeves up while driving…for…reasons. Megumi was amused at the request, realizing what his little skill does to you. Oh yeah you bet this man gets cocky. Exposing his forearms and everything, he turns that steering wheel like it’s nothing with a proud grin, and in the process, steals your heart for the 198282829th time.

“So this is what you like? Interesting. Allow me to satisfy you then”

Kugisaki Nobara || Wears makeup while driving

Nobara usually has someone driving her because she claims to be too busy to drive. During a car ride she’d most likely be occupied with her phone or wearing makeup. I know what you’re thinking. Makeup in a car?? That’s begging for an incident to happen. Do not underestimate Nobara and her incredibly steady hand. She could perfect a winged eyeliner during an earthquake and that wasn’t a joke.

On rare days you’d join her in the car, she’d have one hand on the steering wheel and another dusting blush on her cheeks. The first time she did this, you swore that you planned your entire will inside your mind as she sped past the road. Nobara wasn’t an amazing driver, she barely knew what most road signs meant, but her hand eye coordination was top notch. Seeing her effortlessly drive while checking her ruby red lipstick in the rearview mirror made your heart perform gymnastics inside your body.

She caught you looking at her as she checked her lips and asked if something was wrong. “Ah- nothing” You smiled but Nobara knew better. Without a second word, she pressed a kiss onto your cheek with her fresh layer of lipstick, now a kiss mark on your cheek. You gasped and stared at her in shock, to which Nobara’s focus was back onto her reflection.

“I can’t have anyone else giving you that kiss mark, now can’t I?”

Gojo Satoru || Hand on your thigh as he drives

This must be expected. How else did he pick up one night stands and take them home? As Gojo says, “A simple act of seduction in plain moments is enough to get your endorphins running wild”. Oh yeah he was incredibly correct. As soon as you both were in your seats, Gojo would push away anything that covered your thigh so his hand could replace it instead.

He’d occasionally rub your thighs, sometimes innocently to pass the time during a slow drive or sometimes just to edge you on. You’d huff at his teasing, to which he’d just tease you more! His slender fingers tracing patterns on your skin, sometimes even conveying a little message of promises that either make your heart flutter or signs of danger that may approach you. Either way, you’re grateful he does this.

Gojo did this since the first time you both shared a car, even before you dated. Of course, he does it more comfortably now that you both accepted one another. Along with his vow to be the best Jujutsu sorcerer and protect people, he also promised to never stop teasing. That was literally his proposal to you. You could convey his feelings through how he held you, tightly when tense, gently when calm, jittery when excited. It was adorable and made you feel warm.

“You’re so cute..leaning into my touch like that. How about I give you a better show when we get back home, sound good, love?”

Maki Zenin || Arm around your headrest as she reverses the car

Maki Maki Maki. Oh she is so perfect in everything she does and more (this is officially a Maki Zenin stan account bc yes I love her very much and she must be appreciated). Maki, again, does not drive often. She believes it’s a hassle and would rather walk because it doubles as an exercise. On days where she was in a hurry, you’d hear the car keys jingling and it was like she summoned you. You’d drop everything to witness your lovely lover drive.

As much as you loved your drives, a part of you couldn’t wait until it was time to park the car, especially if she has to reverse it. Maki’s a cautious person and she’d do anything to ensure safety on the road, more so when the passenger is you. She’d place her arm behind your headrest as she twisted her body to see if the car was going to hit the wall behind the car. She wasn’t physically touching you, but her face would be beside yours, her cheek was basically begging to be kissed by you !!

You’d also surprise kiss her which almost made her hand on the wheel jump. Yes you’d receive a nice hit on the head but that blush on her face that was visible even in a dark parking lot, made everything worth it. Maki still does not know why you find this safety action so attractive, but best believe that before she returns to her seat, she’d kiss the shell of your ear or whisper something that is more often than not going to make your entire body heat up.

“If you want me to be close, just ask. It’s not like I enjoy being separated from you either”

Yuuta Okkotsu || Sneaks acts of affection during a red light

Yuuta is a very cautious man so do not expect his hands to be off that steering wheel unless it’s to do something important like turning on the blinkers and adjusting his rear view mirror. You could never forget the mortified look on his face when you suggested that he should drive one handed. “No! That’s dangerous..and it’s difficult” He blushed at his lack of skills in driving. You appreciated his caution for you but you wished there was some romance.

Of course, he’d get this sense of unease to leave you unattended without much interaction throughout the drive. To make up for it, at any slow traffic or red light, he’d sneak in some playful kisses, hold your hand or simply talk about anything and everything with you. The way he cares and thinks of your wellbeing is so attractive of him to do. Nothing can compare to Yuuta’s care for you. The small little conversations you shared made the entire ride all the more enticing.

Something he often does is take your hand and bring it up to his lips to kiss it, which symbolizes an apology because he was neglecting you, no matter how many times you assured him that it wasn’t a problem, it became a habit. Even though you don’t converse often, he’d play the radio for you to listen to some music or simply entertain your long rambles. Yuuta loves these moments with you and no longer believes that his inability to multitask on the road was a bad quality.

“I’ll give you all of my attention, no matter the situation. I love y- oh crap a car!! Sorry, love..”

note : they drive me crazy in more ways than one 🥴 i also just watched the jjk0 movie and broooooo yuuta <333 maki <333

I am gonna be studying medicine in near future and this is one of those posts that make me happy to be on tumblr. I am definitely gonna remember this rebound test concept and share it as well 🙌

When I was 17 my appendix ruptured because I thought I was just having period cramps and didn’t go to the hospital so don’t tell me PMS symptoms are no big deal

kinktober : oct 18th

simon riley x uniform kink

simon riley was a perceptive man. infact, he’d been waiting for you to whine out the words “keep the mask on.” since he’d let you see him wear it. from that point on, he knew sometimes you didn’t just want him, you wanted Ghost too.

opposed to contrary belief, simon isn’t actually a violent, degrading, rough, villain in the bedsheets, infact — quite rather the opposite. he’ll keep a soft cotton tshirt on over his scarred built body, sometimes if he’s been off duty for months his tummy would be a bit softer, pressing against yours as he rolls his hips against you, deep husky voice calling you his girl in your ear— and you love it. it’s your simon, the man you love.

but there’s an itch, and it must be scratched.

simon, only wanting to make you feel good is more than happy to oblige. he must admit, there is that side to him, the side that wants to let Ghost take over sometimes. he see’s that side to him as a whole different person, detached, cold, only one thing on his mind and it’s getting what he wants. he likes to leave that at the door when he comes home, his worst fear being scaring you the way he’s been made feel frightened in his past. however, when you’ve caught him coming home late, not bothered to remove all his gear, large and loud as he steps through the house — he notices that it’s not fear in your eyes, rather lust.

its almost the feeling of ‘we shouldn’t’ when you approach him, looking so much smaller than usual because he just looks all the more bigger. your hand curiously traces along his tact vest, the stiff material creating the illusion that he’s even bigger, even impossibly broader than he already is and you bite your lip. he doesn’t say a word, staring down at you through the skull mask. if it were anyone else, you’d shiver — feeling like prey. and you do, but in the best way possible. knowing it was simon in there, still dressed in the dust of his enemies, cold and hard — you couldn’t help but feel your panties dampen beneath your nightgown, thighs pressing together.

“look so good.” you whisper, barely audible— and he doesn’t say a word, almost concerned when his cock starts to bloat in his pants. it was the way you looked up at him, so vulnerable and needy. he could never resist.

you eye him — the vest, the holsters, straps around his thighs, the mask, you needed him. just like this. “can you fuck me, just like this?” you request, so shy and sweet, hands still grasping him like you were worried he’d take the uniform off. simon wants to say no, doesn’t want you to meet Ghost, not ever — but his gloved hand is stroking your cheek now, his thumb tracing over your lips and he realises it’s not his decision anymore, moreso Ghosts.

“bite.” he demands quietly, the air thick and immovable with tension and you realise he’s granting your wish. you obey, biting his glove and he slips his hand out, taking the glove from your mouth and tossing it away before he’s walking you backwards through the house, towering over you, boots grazing your feet every so often until you’re at a wall and he’s looming over you, all you could see.

his touches are rough and greedy, pawing at your tits and yanking your dress up impatiently to get to where he wants, his hand disappearing between your legs to abuse your throbbing clit. “this what you wanted, hm?” you swear his voice has gotten deeper and you nod, mewling up at him, his eyes dark behind the mask. “you’re asking to get fuckin’ ruined, you know that yeah?”

you respond with a “yes!” immediately, the word bursting out of you and he realises this must be something you’d been eager to try for a long time. if that’s what you wanted, he was gonna give it to you tenfold.

“on your knees.”

Being down bad for Sae be like <33

IF THAT'S WHAT YOU LIKE. i.s.

WARNINGS: nsfw, explicit smut, anal sex (w/ no condom), usage of toys, afab reader (also having long-ish hair). AUTHOR'S NOTE: another repost :,> sae making you his anal princess is so heavy on my mind

sae doesn’t think of himself as greedy by any means, and to be fair, neither do you. there’s no reason for his ambition and drive to be misplaced as something so trivial and empty.

the only exception to this simple trait of his nature is no other than you. perhaps, you’re the single thing that can make the collected midfielder ache and yearn for more than he’d ever bargained for, but then again - could you blame him?

sae’s never had a chance to deny you in the first place. not with the way your crystalline gaze locks with his as you glance over your shoulder, hair fanned out across the silk sheets and lips forming the sweetest praises he’s ever heard.

airy moans melt into each slick sound that resonates in the room when he works the glass toy in and out of your tight hole, and truth be told, it might be just enough to make him cum untouched.

“feels good, doesn’t it?” the redhead hums, and if you didn’t know him any better, you probably wouldn’t notice how his voice cracks. he’s losing composure, fast. “you’re taking it so well, love. who would’ve thought.”

the way sae’s so vocal is already enough proof on how worked up he really is. well- there’s also the steadily tightening grip on your ass as he spreads the cheeks further apart, and then again the heavy amounts of pre that seep down the swollen head of his cock, which twitches desperately at each of your little whimpers.

in the end, sae might be anything but collected around you - definitely so when you’re so eager in giving him the one thing that gets him off the most.

now, he might not be greedy, but he definitely is intense and unrelenting - that you’ve learnt early on in your relationship, when he had no restraints about showing you exactly what he likes. it was refreshing, in a way, how he’d easily handle your body into whatever position he thought could feel good, or make sure you had a toy at hand for when he was away. sae wasn’t loud - anything but, actually - but he made it up to you by being passionate, and always got his message through with actions instead of words.

(i like hearing you, you’d say, to which the midfielder would only snort – but the blush that stains the apples of his cheeks ruins his disguise entirely. he’s eased into it, eventually, but it’s still unfairly rare.)

he never pressured you into anything, although he was a bit uneasy when he first thought that you might feel just the opposite. you have talked about this once or twice before, but really, no words could get his point across as well as the way his hands did, always kneading or slapping the tender flesh of your ass; thumb ghosting over the ignored hole, all on display and twitching with need as his cock sinks deep into your cunt. (you never did mind.)

“tight,” sae would grunt against your ear, body curled on top of yours and chest snugly pressed to your back all the while his middle finger prods at all the right spots. “wonder how you’d- ah- feel ‘round me instead.”

you’d always cum just a little harder, too, when stuffed on both ends. no matter whether it was sae’s fingers or a pretty, svarowski-jewelled plug, resting heavy between your silky walls; it was unlike anything else you’ve ever experienced before, and it brought you to heavenly tears more often than not.

perhaps, it was also the scorching hot desire, simmering behind the familiar emerald gaze, that made your entire body seize with pleasure each time he took that much more of you. it was only natural, really, to have your body react this way to seeing sae so riled up, teetering off the edge this much easier the more of him was inside of you.

it didn’t take long to give in, not at all. took you even less to love it.

“s’ good, sae,” you mewl, lashes stuck together from the wetness that clings to your lids, “so - hah- full!” as if purposely, the high pitched moan leaves you just in time with sae slipping the glass dildo out, slowly, letting you feel every nook and cranny of the gently beaded shape. your hips stutter, tits pressing further into the mattress as you huff, vision just slightly blurry as you watch him over your shoulder.

“full?” the midfielder echoes, the amused lilt to his tone making your cunt squeeze with need. “c'mon, you’ve taken more than that.” it’s breathy, the way his words trail off when he swallows thickly and gaze zeroes in on how you bite down on your bottom lip.

he sets the toy to the side, pretty pink glass glimmering in the sheer bedside lights, all the while his eyes slip to the sight in front instead. sae sucks in a breath, chest seizing with lust and it’s barely a few seconds before his thumb dips past the rim of your stretched entrance, fluttering around the digit when it slips in with little resistance. you choke on a breath, saccharine moans stifled back as you turn your face to stuff it into the fluffy covers, and sae wraps a hand around the base of his cock upon hearing the desperate little noises.

giving himself a few strokes, slow and languid as to not bring himself too close to the edge so quickly, he groans, shoulders squaring when your walls squeeze down on the single digit. it’s hard to put any thoughts together, yet alone speak them out loud - even the filthiest of them, dressed in low grunts and whispers that feel all too hot on your skin. instead, he lets out a sound that resembles something between a hum and whine, and slides his finger out, only to smack the hand across your cheek.

you gasp into the soft covers, fists instinctively tightening in the material upon the sharp sting.

“fuck-” the hunger is almost palpable, rough on your doughy flesh when his fingers dig deep into it, sure to leave bruises tomorrow. wet, lewd sounds bounce off the walls with each drag of sae’s fist along his aching, leaking cock, the grip doing pathetically little to ease the borderline frustrating throb.

he doesn’t want to wait anymore, really, and so, he leans down and earns himself a squeal when his tongue laps along the fluttering hole – just once, but it’s deliberate and precise. the muscle feels hot against your sensitive entrance when you jerk forwards at the sheer force sae presses himself into your behind, head growing more fuzzy with each passing second and desperate, messy lick and slurp.

his name is merely a chant on your lips, spit bubbling at the corners of your mouth with how lewd it still feels despite it not being the first time. maybe it’s just the vibrations that sae’s groans send right down your heat, or the steady yet quiet shlick of the firm strokes he graces himself with. either way, it has your eyes rolling backwards, hips pushing back against your boyfriend’s face all the while the fire in the very pit of your tummy ignites.

sae would’ve loved to eat you until your throat’s sore from all the airy, sugared moans and hips barely able to keep upright – but fuck, he needs you bad, and so, he has to take you now, before he makes a mess of himself like an all too eager virgin. he’s breathless by the time he pulls away but fairly enough, so are you, and he wastes no time in sitting back upright.

he’s gotten you messy enough, but there’s no such thing as enough slick, never – definitely not with his size – and so, he cranes his neck slightly lower again when he spits, a thick glob landing ever so slightly to the left of your hole, but slipping down with ease anyway. you feel it drip all the way down to your clit, sticking to your folds and warm on the throbbing, hardened bud that all but screams for just a ghost of stimulation.

“breathe,” sae mutters as a reminder and the sound barely makes it to your conscious through the white noise ringing in your ears. but then, there’s also the familiar feeling of the spongy, silky head of his cock nudging right against the tight rim, teasingly slipping further down to catch between your folds to which you keen and cry with protest.

to be fair, he would’ve grabbed you by the back of your neck and remind you to behave, whore, if it was any other circumstances – but, well, there’s no denying that sae does slip into this sort of haze when he’s about to fuck you in the ass, and so, he forgoes the mean treatment. (it sounds silly, and maybe it is – but there’s no greater compliment than knowing you quite literally fuck him dumb, until stuffing you full is the only thought that remains in that leveled head of his.)

instead, he pushes his hips forward, and though there is a bit of a resistance still, sae thrusts in so smoothly and deep, all at once, that he’s pretty damn sure you’ve been molded just for him. made just to take him, all the way up until it feels like he’s in your throat and you might as well choke on how much this is.

“ohhh-” sae’s pretty sure you’re tearing up - saccharine, stupidly big droplets sinking into the sheets, leaving a puddle to match the drool stains he’s also quite certain you’re leaving behind. “s- sae,” you hiccup, shoulders trembling and hips stuttering in a way that resembles an animal in heat. cute.

“i know,” he sucks in a breath, pulling backwards midway, then rutting himself into you again – slower this time, but it only makes you feel the heavy weight of his cock even more as it almost tauntingly presses against the spots that make your body turn limp. “i know, baby, it’s a lot.”

it’s rare – having him say this much, and none of it degrading you to the point of shameful arousal boiling under your skin – but it’s fair enough, you guess, when you’re being this good while fulfilling his favorite fantasy. sae seems aware of this, too, cause soon enough he rests both hands on your waist, giving the flesh a firm squeeze – a reassurance of sorts, cause fuck, you’re squeezing him so tight he can barely move, and so he’s sure it still must hurt just the slightest bit – before both large palms ease their way down and grab at the swell of your hips.

a hand slides to flatten on the small of your back, urging it into an even deepen arch and your chest hollows with how it only makes everything feel so much more intense. he’s barely started moving and the initial sting of how much your hole has to stretch around his girth still hasn’t let up – yet the all too familiar warmth starts to rapidly build up already, the knot in your abdomen unrelenting, only growing stronger.

your breaths come out in little pants as you desperately and quite shamelessly grab at the white sheets, as pale as your knuckles when your grip tightens. sae knows it, notices with all senses that you’re just shy of hitting your orgasm, and despite the way his jaw slacks and hips stay unrelenting in their rhythm – slightly slower than usual, but oh so deep and firm instead – he manages to force out a laugh, one that’s only ever demeaning, but this time sounds more encouraging than anything else.

“cumming already?” sae taunts, only answered with a choked cry, airy yet thick with tears. he runs a hand all the way down your spine until it rests around your nape, upper body draping over yours just slightly as the additional weight he puts on you only drives him even deeper, “go on, little one. ‘m right there with you.”

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