Bakugo nonconing reader while kirishima watches from a closet
(What to expect - Bad bad stuff y’all, NSFW, noncon. Underage, assault, voyuerism. Less smutty and more sad. also fyi fear-boners are a thing don’t blame poor little kiri)
shout out to all the Mikey versions. the long-haired ones...
the cute ones...
the crazy ones...i don't care.
i see Mikey, then I start acting like a damn dog
IN SANO MANJIRO WE THRUST
𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𐙚⋆.˚
Geto knows exactly what you need when you start to pick fights for no reason. Starting arguments over the smallest things in a fit of build up frustration. He doesn’t shout back, doesn’t even utter a word.
He just smiles.
Pulling you into his chest while you huff and push. His body rocking soothingly from side to side with his chin on your head. “Shh baby, it’s okay. Shh shh shh, i know baby, i know.”
It makes you angry how one sided the argument is. But you can’t help but sink into him as his words calm you down. Allowing him to kiss softly down your neck with an apologetic coo. “Haven’t given my girl the attention she deserves in a while. Left you all needy, hmm?”
You whimper, thighs clenching when he sits on the couch with you on his lap, the steady rising of his broad chest flush against your back.
✎ . . .❝WERE YOU TRYING TO SHOOT A PORNO?❞
— minors dni, suggestive, crack, roommate! satoru x reader, fem! language towards reader, ‘stuck in a piece of furniture’ porn trope
You’ve gotten yourself in quite the predicament, haven’t you?
“…Oh, baby, how’d you end up like this?”,Satoru laughs behind you. “Were you trying to shoot a porno? ‘Girl stuck in washing machine gets fucked stupid by handsome roommate’ .”
“Can you just fucking get me out already?”, you snap, struggling again for leverage but your movements yield no results. You’re stuck in the most inconvenient, most uncomfortable, most awkward position.
“Ya know—,” Satoru’s voice is closer now as he leans over to get a better look at your pitiful position,” —I never realized just how short you were. I mean, your feet aren’t even reaching the floor right now.”
“Satoru—“
“Pfft. You’re a little gremlin. You could probably fit into the washing machine, too, actually.” Strong hands grasp at your waist, hovering you over the depths of your confinement. “How’d you get stuck in there, anyway? Trying to hide from me?”
You hesitate on answering, knowing it’ll only fuel the impending short jokes. “…..I was trying to reach the rest of my clothes at the bottom.”
“And?”
Heat rushes to your cheeks. “I fell a little too far into the machine and I couldn’t push myself out.”
Gojo tsks, giggling. “Oh, you poor baby, being so short must be such a painful existence.”
“Shut the fuck u—“
“Don’t you worry, Daddy Satoru is gonna get you out of here in no time.”
“And don’t call yourself that!”
Sleepily sucking on Toji’s cock to put yourself to bed, your cheek on the side of his pelvis as your lips close gently around his tip. Swirling his precum onto your tongue before suckling adorably. Little content sighs leaving your mouth as your eyes flutter shut with a hum. Your boyfriend simply watching you with a smirk as you struggle to taking him further, his large hand running over your hair lovingly. You settle for half of him being nestled against your cheek while you lick at his veins, traveling back up to the mushroom shaped head as your body relaxes. Feeling sleep slowly taking over your body the second your cheeks hollow. Your boyfriend’s cock really was the best remedy.
toji doesn't apologize, that's something you will never get out of him unless it is life or death, with that being said he has other ways of apologizing so he won't have to see that cute sad pout on your face all day.
having you sit on his lap whenever you get upset or even just trying to get you things that he knew would make you smile, he thought apologies were useless when he knew he was going to do the exact same thing you got mad at him for, it was easier to make things up rather than lie about him not doing that specific thing.
one thing that never failed for him was him fucking you until you forgot your name then getting you food after, this was a ten out of ten “apology” for him, he just had to do it right so that he wouldn't have to hear about it the next day.
pulling you into hi slap as he rubbed over your stomach and gave you tiny kisses on your neck, lightly bouncing his leg hoping it made stimulation in between your legs, he was absolutely right, like he always was. light moans slipping past your lips as he rubs his hands under and up your shirt touching your breasts and playing with your nipples, that's when he knew his pretty girl was going to be okay.
it was easy to get mad at toji, i mean it was toji, but forgiving him was even easier when he fucked you so good that you didn't want him to stop. the next thing you knew, you were in bed getting your hair pulled and your pussy broken in, the tip of his dick pushing deep inside of you, your back arching from the pleasure.
his other hand planted on your ass giving it as squeeze then a smack shortly after, even though this was his “apology.” and the sex was for you, he still did what he wanted with you. twisting and turning you every which way, just to feel you squeeze around him and whimper out his name for him to keep going and give you more.
“please… fuck me again.” your hair disheveled and your eyes red from tears and a smirk on his face, he loved when he could tell that you were feeling good and that your head was fuzzy from the pleasure that arose inside of you and slipped out all in one breath. the fact that you would cum five times all in one night just from him proves that you did not need a verbal apology, you just needed his hands roaming around your body and his dick slipped deep inside of you.
“good girl, keep taking it.” while flipping you over and spreading your thighs out while putting his thumb over your clit and lightly pushing on it and swirling it, his dick pushing into you more and more. your face and body reacting to him well, this was all that mattered, you're taking him in and forgetting everything that happened before that.
the only thing that mattered then and after was you and him, he knew what you wanted and needed from him and that's what he was going to give to you.
after you're fucked out and tangled in the sheets catching your breath, toji is already slipping on some pants and a shirt, getting ready to give you the second apology. walking over to your side of the bed and kneeling down while putting his hand on your face, cupping your cheek and leaning in, giving you a peck on the lips.
“i'll go get that one place you like, okay mama?”
you ever have dick so good that you’re literally running from it. tears in your eyes, lumps on lumps of sobs crowding in your throat and suguru holding your hands behind your back still slamming into you.
“take it like you're supposed to, baby. do it for me.” slapping your ass and slamming into you again, a sob crawling up your throat and your body shaking uncontrollably with this overwhelming pleasure.
he knew where your weak spots were, where you broke down easily, and where you itched to have more of. that's why he was going to give it to you—give it to you until you were physically numb. suguru wasn’t going to stop until he saw your body lying still on the mattress.
suguru wanted to twist you around and put you in different positions so he could see his pretty baby cum on his dick but you weren’t take it well, your back arching and your muffled sobs into the mattress.
he had to keep your wrists in his hands or you weren’t going to finish soon, his hand squeezing your wrist and his other one trailing over your back up to your chin, pulling you back into your chest.
"come on, baby. what’s going on today? i thought you wanted to be my good girl.” his hips pushing into your ass harder and harder, his soft breath tickling your ear, and the tip of his dick pressing deeper inside of you.
another sob coming up and tears running down your face—he couldn’t say he didn’t admire the sight. he loved when you cried from overstimulation, but all he was thinking about at that moment was making sure you took in what he was giving you.
he could feel you squeeze around; the feeling of your soft insides clamming onto him made him feel good. he almost wanted to crawl inside of you, but you didn’t deserve it.
you didn’t deserve his cum being leaked inside of you, so if he had to hold himself back for a couple more minutes or just not cum, then that’s what he would do.
“suguru i can’t take it.” your sobs more vocal, your back is arching even more, and your eyes are squeezing shut with more warm tears rolling down your face
it felt like a fiery pit in the bottom of your stomach every time he made you take him. Even though you couldn’t, it’s not like you could run away or fake your way out of it.
suguru knew you inside out, literally. he knew how good you were feeling, your nipples peeking up as your ass was pushing against him; it’s like your body was telling him to just do whatever he wanted to make you take it.
“remember what i taught you.” whispering in your ear and slamming into you again, sweat dripping off his forehead and onto your back, he could feel you clamp around him, a moan sliding past your lips and little whines after.
cooing in your ear then pulling your arms back some more while slamming into you again and again, feeling his cum leak into you little by little.
that’s how he liked to cum, when you were squeezing the cum out of him.
if you were running and crying, scratching the sheets, trying to get away, suguru was going to pull you, restrain you and make you take it; he didn’t play.
Alexa, play - WUSYANAME - by Tyler, The Creator
✧˖*°࿐: 18+ only, no minors. ✧. ┊ boyfriend!Yuuji Itadori x f!reader x bully!Megumi Fushiguro
Yuuji Itadori = the love of your life and best boyfriend you've ever had. He loves giving head and he's a total sweetheart. You thought his best friend Megumi would be just as sweet when he joined your art class. But, ugh, he's the worst!
disclaimer: this series is a re-upload from my old blog @fuwushiguro ! warnings will be added accordingly per chapter ♡ I'm going to upload chapters weekly until they're all moved from there to here !
suguru loves how shy you get when you grind on his cock. it amuses him, how you transform from wanting him so badly that you climb onto his lap and pull him in by the face, all coy smiles and wandering hands, to shuddering and whining, covered in goosebumps, face so warm you can’t meet his gaze once he’s finally inside you.
he’s deep in your cunt. every little movement sends sparks through your body. you’re so full, stretched out perfectly on the cock so big you swore you’d never be able to take it. your swollen clit grazes his pubic bone the harder you dig in with each roll, every swirl of your hips being caressed by his large hands. you whine and shiver, hips slowing when it feels too good. it’s almost too much. you hide in his shoulder. the smooth lilt of his laughter might feel teasing if you could think straight enough to find it as such.
“what is it, pretty girl? too much to handle on your own?” suguru says. he rubs your back as you cling to him.
“n-no,” you reply weakly. “jus’ feels good.”
arms still wrapped around his neck, you slowly begin to rock your hips again. your mouth drops open into a moan, his name falling from your lips in ecstasy. suguru gently grips a fistful of hair at the base of your neck and pulls just enough to make you whine, head falling back into his touch as he throbs inside you.
“sit back,” he said. “i want to see you when you ride me.” he tugged a little harder at your scalp, forcing you to pull back before he let go.
you hid the way your eyes rolled from the change in angle behind your hands, somehow pushing his length even deeper into the sensitive spot that had you mewling.
“but s-suguru….”
suguru grinned. his hands dropped down and gripped your hips again. he was feeling impatient; he wanted to fuck you stupid on his cock just like this, to hear your sudden cries of need. instead, he guided your hips to start again with strong hands, pushing you down onto his length. the sticky sound of your cunt drooling where you two were connected only made your cheeks hotter still when you muffled a moan. a low groan filled his chest when you clenched hard around his cock.
“you’re so cute when you’re shy.” he plucked your hands from your face.
immediately he noticed the hint of fear when your eyes wouldn’t meet his. he grasped your face in one hand, the other still guiding your eager hips.
“sugu…” you protested. the tension in your belly was ready to snap as he stared you down.
“what’s wrong?” he asked softly, the sympathy in his voice almost feigned. “are you close, my love?”
you nodded and gasped as another wave of overwhelming pleasure washed down your body.
“i can’t, ‘s too b-big, i can’t cum.” tears pricked your eyes.
he grinned. “shh… it’s alright. you can do it, i’m right here. i got you. c’mon baby, cum for me. let it happen.”
suguru watched with a moan and a playful gaze as your eyes rolled back and you fell apart on his lap, shuddering and groaning so sweetly while your legs shook. his grip on your face forced you to look him in the eye as each wash of pleasure hit your body.
“that’s it,” he cooed. “that’s my girl.”
you had barely come down from your orgasm when his hand dropped to your ass and his hips pushed up into yours, setting the hard pace he’d been craving. your face contorted with pleasure as you cried out and clung to him for more.
“suguru! fuck!”
his smile only grew. it seemed as though he’d get to fuck you stupid after all.
This isn't even them acting weirdly, this is just how they usually talk.
"there's peace in music, yeah" boy shut the fuck up😭😭😭😭
𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑠
⭒Mild ANGST
⭒This is my first time writing angst, maybe it's not good
⭒English is not my first language
You and Ran met in your early 20s in a stupid way. You were on your way to college and ended up bumping into him, he found it funny that you were desperately apologizing, you didn't know whether to focus on him or the clock because you were late. It was a peaceful day for him as he was just passing through.
For some reason he couldn't forget you, he thought you were beautiful, your voice was cute and you had a nice smile. He would like to see that smile again
Maybe he was in luck… 3 days later he saw you in the dessert shop where he sells his favorite mont blanc
You had left college and went to meet some friends there
Ran addressing you as "the late girl", you couldn't help but blush at this and apologize again for almost running him over.
He says it's no problem, a quick exchange of words and he asks for your number, you exchanged a few messages until he finally asked you out on a date. Believe it or not, he was insecure at first, it took him a few months to tell you that he was a member of a gang called Kanto Manji. When you said everything was fine but asked not to be involved, it was like a weight had been lifted off of him, he thought you would leave and never speak to him again. After all, being part of a gang is not something that is well regarded, is it?
As time went by, things between you were getting more serious, you've met his brother, you were spending more time together, or rather, you were starting to spend more time at his house, not only because you lived a little far away but according to his words, he slept better hugging you.
Well, things got more serious at Kanto Manji too. Coming soon Bonten.
Ran spending more time away, taking longer to respond to your messages or ignoring some, him and his brother showing up with a new tattoo, new clothes and expensive gifts for you as an apology...
You weren't one to meddle in his business, but you couldn't help but wonder what was going on
You tried to talk to him but he soon interrupted you, saying that everything was fine, that things were getting better and that you didn't need to worry
But Ran was changing...
He was distancing himself not only because he was busy with gang stuff but because he was starting to realize that he shouldn't have gotten involved with you, he shouldn't have let you get attached, he shouldn't have gone this far.
Ran saw a lot of things happen, he saw a lot of people die, he lost some people. He knew the dangers in the world he lives in and he was starting to become a big target
Kanto Manji (now Bonten) was growing fast, was gaining power, starting to get on the radar of the police and rival organizations
He wouldn't forgive himself if something happened to you, you became someone important to him. Someone he would give his life to protect besides his brother.
Rindou knew how to protect himself but what about you? He goes crazy just thinking about someone threatening you, you don't want to know what he would do if someone dared to lay a finger on you
You spent enough time together to say you loved each other, yes he loves you
That's why it's been difficult for him, Ran can't make you a target, someone with dreams and who has the opportunity to live a life different from his.
Ran is hating himself and he's conflicted, he's hating himself because soon he's going to have to hurt you, he's going to have to push you away, but he doesn't want to lose you.
Soon you would become just two people who knew each other.
And this is what happened.
He broke up with you claiming that he no longer felt anything for you, that he didn't need to be stuck with just one since now he can have as many as he wants
You didn't believe it at first, you tried to talk to him, but his cold gaze at you felt like blades.
He loved you, why did that change? What made him change? He betrayed you?
No, he just wanted to protect you.
The look that was once tender just for you, became the same cold look he used for his enemies
He needed to be cruel, he needed to push you away and it didn't matter if you knew what you were getting into
It was better this way, you would be safer this way.
It was difficult at first, of course it was, you were left in pieces...
The memories haunting you, places you went together, movies you watched, songs you heard together and that damn dessert shop where you first talked
It was like torture for Ran to see you cry, no punch hurt as much as him being the reason you cried
He wanted to hug you, he wanted to apologize, he wanted to tell you his reasons, he wanted to stop you from walking through that door...
His ego, his pride didn't matter at that moment, he didn't want you to leave, the best thing that ever happened to him
But he couldn't put his life at risk, he couldn't destroy his dreams, he'll have to live with this pain
Work kept him busy with his thoughts for a while... But for the first time in his life, Ran had trouble sleeping.
Nights and more nights Ran looking at your photo
Nights and more nights Ran looking at your saved contact, resisting the temptation to call you.
He wanted to hear your voice once again, he wanted to see you smile once again, he wanted to hear you smile once again
The first woman who sincerely laughed at his bad jokes.
You shined in his eyes.
No other woman could replace you.
Years passed...
You've changed, your hair has changed, your clothes have changed.
You graduated, got a good job, you live well but your smile was never the same.
Ran has also changed, his hair has changed and if before he was a cold person, now he is worse.
He was never the same again.
It's not just because he's the executive of Japan's largest organization
It's because he no longer has the person who made him soft.
You still love him, he still loves you.
Both learned to live separately.
They both got used to this pain.
They are both living their lives.
Sometimes, some memories haunt you both
Bonten always appearing in the news
You try to ignore
One night, you were leaving a restaurant after a celebration with friends.
Ran stopped in traffic, saw you leave, he almost didn't recognize you... Until he saw his smile, now a little sad but still beautiful in his eyes.
You didn't see him, the windows of his car were closed, you were distracted talking to some friends.
He was close to you and you had no idea
Ran wanted to get out of the car, he wanted to talk to you, he wanted to know if you were okay
Ran wanted to tell you the truth about that day, he wanted to have you in his arms again, he wanted to take you with him
But if he was, would you listen to him? Would you take him back?
He hurt you, didn't he? Do you hate him?
Can he be selfish and take her back?
Do you allow it to be just your smile and nothing else that hurts?
©Reblogs are welcome, do not copy or translate
Favorite Anime Openings / Closings - SPY X FAMILY: Souvenir
while satoru is good at nearly everything he does, he’s sure he's not so good at disciplining his child. not as good as he originally thought he was, at least.
“daddyyy,” his little girl drags out, pulling at the fabric of his pants. “please, mommy won’t know.”
satoru sighs, white eyebrows creased and creating a wrinkle in the space between. how you put up with this nearly daily he doesn’t know.
“you wanna lie to mommy? but that’s gonna break her heart, no?” he’s trying, he swears he’s trying. but how can he say no? this is his princess, his spoiled, lovely girl that he loves so much. how can he possibly say no?
“but— how- how will she be sad if she doesn’t know?”
right. persistent as she is, at least his daughter is smart.
the white haired man stands, inhaling an exaggerated breath. if he wasn’t aware of the consequences, satoru would have long given his daughter that one more ice cream.
“please, daddy,” she goes at it again, looking up at him with eyes that match yours. so hard to resist. it’s a trait he curses you for passing to her. “i’ll go to bed early, promise!”
early? yeah, right. it’s already an hour and a half past her bedtime. satoru is so glad you’re too busy to call.
with one last sigh, his long arms reach down for the girl in pony-patterned pajamas. his grip is tight as to not drop her, all the while thinking of a compromise.
satoru gojo has fought off too many enemies, none of which came to par compared to how much they bragged. but for once, he truly finds himself in a dilemma; to give up, or not to give up.
“how about a gummy bear?” he tempts, albeit a lot... smaller than what she had in mind.
his daughter gasps. “you have gummy bears?”
“of course i do,” his smile is one of victory. he won, or so he likes to think. there’s no telling what plan his daughter’s brain is about to construct.
“i want three,” she’s so fast to order. satoru knows he spoiled her too much, but how can he not when she signs a three with her little fingers?
“okay then, three,” he nods his head. “then you’ll go to bed?”
“but daddy—”
satoru sighs. this is going to be a long night.
one thing about suguru, he can hold a grudge and can hold it for the longest time. he will literally argue with you while he's fucking you, and he has, multiple time in fact.
putting you in missionary while pushing your thighs up to your chest and giving you a kiss before his mood changes, and he starts spouting bullshit, you couldn't even rebuttal like you wanted to and that's exactly why he did what he did.
if he knew you were getting fucked out of your mind with the way his dick was touching and swirling your insides, there was no way you could shoot him down the way he knew you wanted to, and that brought a smile on his face.
no smart remarks, only stuttering and moaning trying to get your point across. he was never going to let you win whatever argument the both of you had that day, if he feels as though you were even on the track to winning, he was going to fuck you until you gave up.
“mm no baby. if i say i want you home at a certain time, that's what i want.” while pushing himself deeper inside of you so that you couldn't say anything and if you did, it would just be inaudible blabbering while you scavenged your brain trying to find the words to say if you could even get it out.
this is something that could be categorized as a toxic trait or “red flag” if anyone knew that suguru pulled you into the bedroom to just fuck you and argue with you while doing it, people would throw a fucking fit, not you though, you tried to hold your own.
blabbering your nonsense trying to defend your case while he dug you out, and it's not even like he did this on a whim. he fucked you so good that it had your toes curling and your stomach caving in like a caprisun.
don't play with him because he will do this off guard and all, you won't even know when he's going to toss you over and slide your panties off and just fuck you like he had all the time in the world. no one liked being right more than suguru did, it was in his everyday agenda to make sure that any and everything he said was right and that if you disagree then he was going to make sure you agreed.
“huh? oh, i thought you said something about me being wrong.” with a smirk on his face. suguru knew you like the back of his hand, of course he would know his favorite person, so with that being said, he knew that fucking you until you couldn't properly form a sentence would get his point across and not yours.
whispering in your ear while he pushed into your sweet spot over and over again, your heart racing so fast and your legs quivering with the amount of force he was putting on your thighs. expanding his point out even more just to hear that pretty voice of yours whimpering and pleading for him to just stop because you couldn't take it anymore.
all the pleasure was building up to the point you were getting cramps, so you knew you were done for.
“tell me im right, tell me that i fucked you so good that i made you a mess.” his mouth near your ear as he continues to fuck you in, your body jolting up and down, your mouth moving but nothing coming out, that's how he knew you were done.
“thought so. good girl.”
Miles!42 x Black!Reader
Genre: Enemies-to-lovers, Angst, Fluff
Warnings: Cursing
Summary: Miles is known as the school playboy, he's flirty, athletic, and attractive. Everyone wants (and has) a peice of him. But, how do you react when the one boy you're told to stay away from is falling for you? Do you do the same, or reject him?(maybe even a little bit of both?)
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high sex w suguru
“doin’ so good f’me pretty.” suguru mumbles. his dilated pupils watching the hypnotizing movement of your plush body. you’re riding his cock with no thoughts of stopping— never minding the growing ache in your thighs. his big mushroom tip nudges right where you need him every time!
“kiss. please sug— can’t think!” you whine mindlessly, heaving and bringing yourself closer to him. your boyfriend purses his lips, teasing. and you whine in response, looking up at him so tearily. suguru sighs, massaging ur ass comfortingly and trailing his hand up— squeezing the fat of your hip. “c’mere sweets.” he whispers, eating up your eager noises.
his lips taste like the strawberry chocolate edibles you two ate together just half an hour ago. not in the mood for weed— but still wanting to get high off your minds.
your messy kisses are interrupted by his hand squeezing your cheeks together, drool sleeping out of your mouth, “yeah you like that?” suguru whispers, smiling at your dumb nods. you’re practically humping his cock at this point, thighs tired but your pussy sucking his girth like a lollipop. “sugu.. m’tired..” you frown, holding onto his shoulders and brushing his long jet black strands.
“really baby? putting me to work like always huh?” suguru smiles, teasing and gaining your, albeit weak, retort. “no! ‘s just really sticky and my legs are starting to hurt.” you huff, knowing well he’s ignoring you as he kneads the chubby folds of your waist, rocking you back slowly to get a glimpse of the mess you made on his cock. “uh huh.. i don’t mind princess.. not at all…” suguru’s in a trance, seeing his stringy cum attached to your pelvis awakes something in him.
and he’s pushing you down, holding you up by one of your sides n having your free leg dangle over his shoulder. “my little pillow princess— that’s what you are,” suguru grits out. and even through your terribly sweet sobs, he’s looking at your pussy like it’s at fault. speaking to it more than you, “so fuckin’ beautiful but wantin to get fucked dumb.” he tsks, bringing his attention back to you. and slapping your jiggly thigh. “oh i’ll get you dumb sweetheart. don’t even bat an eye, just lay pretty and take my fucking cock n’ cum, yeah? yeah— that’s my girl.”
TOJI who comes home late from work to a silent house. All of the lights in the house are off, the only source of illumination being the flickering screen of the television, and even that is stuck on a multicolored SOURCE UNKNOWN screen.
“Baby? Y’in here?” he calls out to the empty living room, eyebrows furrowing in a mixture of confusion and concern as he toes off his shoes.
He continues through the silent apartment, dutifully checking each room before finally standing in the doorframe of the master bedroom. Against his better judgement, Toji’s lips turn upward at the sight that lies in front of him.
Toji approaches the bed, sitting at its edge and being careful to not accidentally crush your legs underneath the weight of his body.
You look so peaceful wrapped up in the sheets of your shared bed, lips parted in gentle breaths with that tiny line of drool trickling down from the corner of your mouth.
He reaches a finger out, stroking the back of it against your cheek and grinning to himself as you subconsciously move closer to the warmth radiating from his skin.
“Fuckin’ hell,” he murmurs, lowering himself to lay across from you. He opens his arms, scooping you into them and tucking your head into the crook of his neck.
You hum sleepily against his skin, eyes fluttering open as your arms wind around his midsection, followed then by your legs tangling with his own.
“Hi baby,” you murmur, bleary eyes blinking up at him as he cranes his neck to gaze down at you.
“Hey,” he mutters, laying a kiss against your forehead and grinning to himself as you snuggle closer to him. “Sleepy?”
“Mhm. Tried t’wait up.”
His chest warms at your words, arms momentarily squeezing you. He’d never admit it to anyone — he’d rather die than say it aloud … but you made him so incredibly soft.
Only you. Only you.
