When It Rains, It Pours

FORBIDDEN FRUIT. | LAIOS TOUDEN

synopsis ━━ laios can't seem to get enough after he first tastes you. but the lines in your friendship are beginning to blur. it's only when your party happens upon your ex-lover in the dungeon that laios realizes what he should've communicated all along. (laios x f!reader.)

content warnings ━━ cunnilingus, praise, size kink, jealousy, classic missionary, unprotected sex, creampie, mutual pining/confession, laios and reader are not good with communication (but they work it out v well), laios is self concious but reader is so kind to him !!, monster facts as dirty talk. nsfw (minors + ageless blogs dni).

word count ━━ 4.8k

song inspiration ━━ awkward, sza / cherry, lana del rey / hunger, florence + the machine

author's note ━━ TECHNICALLY, this could be a part 2 to please, eat, so I'm just going to link as a part 2. you don't have to read please, eat before this, but if you like laios then obvi you should read it anyway!! I'm SO SORRY it took me so long to post another laios x reader 😭 I was trying to finish the manga before I wrote something else dungeon meshi-related, but life gets the way. oh well. also, this might be controversial, but in this fic I’m refuting the “laios is a virgin” allegations. SUE ME. I simply don’t believe he’s been adventuring so long and hasn’t been with anyone, that is crazzzy to me !! but that's just me 🤗 we all have our fave headcanons! my goal when I finish the manga is to write something for laios at the end of the story hehe. I hope you guys enjoy part 2! this one-shot is dedicated to @satoogojos 🫶

🪽 part i: PLEASE, EAT. / part ii: FORBIDDEN FRUIT. 🪽

Catching feelings for your friend was truly a fickle thing. But you guessed it was bound to happen with what you and Laios were doing behind everyone’s back. Each night, after your party tucked themselves in their bedrolls, Laios would so delicately lace your arm through his and you two would find a private area … before he completely buried his face between your thighs.

He was fixated on the way you tasted, the way he could get you to cum so easily on his tongue. You were the only dessert he wanted after every dinner. Some nights, he would have you writhing from overstimulation, but he just wanted more of you – so much more.

It was a little confusing, though, how he didn’t ask for anything in return. Laios seemed to grind against the cold, dungeon floor as his tongue lapped at your essence, sometimes cumming in his pants and moaning between your legs. Or he would politely excuse himself after he was done, taking care of himself as you cleaned yourself up. You didn’t quite understand it, and maybe neither did he. You both were just too awkward to broach the subject.

The incident with the sea serpent had changed your friendship forever. Not only did Laios save you from becoming one, but the intimacy you both now shared seemed to open you up more. You found yourself divulging more secrets to him, leaning on him when you needed someone, even being more impartial to Senshi’s monster meals. And you liked the way he smiled, how he looked at you. You liked how fearless he was. You liked how protective he was over the party, especially you. You … really liked him. Far more than a crush. In fact, you wished you could go back in time and just have a crush. But your feelings for him became deeper as you crept lower and lower into the dungeon together. Your goal was still to come out of this dungeon alive, but now … you hoped that you would make it out alive together.

What a foolish girl you had become.

You tried to remain focused on the path ahead of you, but you were clearly lost in thought today. The party had reached floor 6, which meant you were closer and closer to the deepest part of the dungeon and hopefully rescuing Laios’ sister, Falin. The last thing you expected to see on floor 6 were other adventurers, let alone your ex.

You were hesitant to call him an ex, since you two had never really been anything but a warm body in each other’s beds while living on the surface. But when your bodies collided and your eyes met his, you realized why you had taken a liking to him in the first place. He had been a butcher’s son, handy with an axe, and you had liked his big, strong hands. You almost fell right into him from the slippery dungeon floor, but those strong hands seemed to catch you like you were made of air. “It’s you,” he chuckled, setting you up straight and tucking a stray hair behind your ear. “Look at you … feels like it was just yesterday when we were on the surface, huh?”

Marcille looked like she didn’t want anything to do with your ex and his party, but Senshi was very kind to offer them food, if they needed it. Chilchuck seemed neutral, and Laios … you still couldn’t read Laios as easily as the rest of the party. He watched your ex like a hawk, standing behind you as if to protect you. Your ex’s hands were big, sure, but Laios was tall, his shoulders wide and intimidating even without the armor. Laios narrowed his eyes slightly whenever he saw your ex’s gaze roam over you, like he was undressing you with his eyes. And you weren’t sure if you caught it – it only lasted a second – but did Laios clench his hands into fists?

There wasn’t enough time in the world to dwell on it. Especially when you had ghosts seemingly pulling you into another area of the dungeon and waking up on a dirt path, a beautiful golden castle mounted ahead of you. Your party was initially confused, walking into the village and seeing monsters living harmoniously with humans. After becoming acquainted with the village, you and your friends were offered a warm, delicious meal with Yaad, the lord of the Golden Country. After Yaad explained the history of this village, you all were each given rooms to rest in for the night. The beds were small and cold, but far better than a bedroll.

You were used to Laios initiating with you every night, but by the time everyone went to sleep, he still didn’t call upon you. So you stood from your bed, adjusting the nightgown given to you, and walked across the hall to where Laios’ room was. You knocked on his door, and you heard the slip of a sword into a sheath behind the thin wood. He had been inspecting Kensuke for some reason, probably mulling over Yaad’s words. When he opened the door, he was dressed in loose pants and a linen shirt, droplets running down his neck. He must’ve just bathed. You couldn’t stop yourself from digging your nails into your palm.

“Can I come in?” You asked in a hushed voice, and he moved out of the way for you to step inside.

His room looked exactly like yours, but the sheets were ruffled from lack of sleep. Laios walked around you and sat on the edge of the bed, leaving you more confused than ever. You played with your hands as you stared at him, contemplating. “Is something wrong, Laios?” You inquired, stepping closer to him. “You’ve been acting weird even before we got here.”

His brow furrowed for a moment. “How do you figure?”

“Well, you …” Your tongue clicked. “You didn’t come to find me after everyone went to bed.”

He seemed to concede, shoulders dipping at your answer. Shifting on the mattress, he propped himself up against his pillows and moved Kensuke to lean against the wall. His silence was even more perplexing. This had to be the longest time Laios went without talking. He was a blabbermouth.

“I don’t understand,” you continued, walking over and sitting on the end of his bed. “Are you … are you angry with me?”

“No, no,” Laios was quick to reply, “I’m not angry with you. I’m just …”

You raised a brow, eager to hear his answer.

“That man you recognized. On floor 6,” he finally said, his fists clenching again at the memory. “I didn’t … I didn’t like the way he looked at you. And his tone. It was disrespectful to you. Unless I’m reading this all wrong.”

You were taken aback by his honesty. So he had been bothered by your ex. “Oh,” you replied, “well … me and him, we do have history, Laios. But it’s in the past.”

“I could tell.” He was picking at his nails now, any excuse not to meet your eyes. “Everyone has a life before the dungeon. It’s not about the past. I just … I didn’t like him. Or how he looked at you like … like he still wanted you. Or something.”

“Or something,” you repeated, nodding your head. A slow smile crept onto your lips at the realization. “Laios, are you jealous?”

His head jolted up, his eyes glued to his hands, searching for something unknown. Realization washed over his face, as if he hadn’t even considered this possibility. “Oh, gods,” he pinched the bridge of his nose. “This whole day I’ve been trying to reconcile with what I’m feeling and I knew I wasn’t mad at you – maybe just mad at the circumstances – and none of it made sense, but now …” He finally met your eyes, a chuckle slipping past his lips. “I was just jealous. How did I not realize?”

“Maybe because we didn’t talk about it,” you offered in a low voice, reaching out and lacing your fingers with his. A jolt of electricity ran through your fingertips and all the way up your arm. You wished you could hide your reaction, but it was clear as day, making Laios shift in his spot. “Laios, we should talk –”

“You’re not leaving the party, are you?” His grip on your fingers went tight, and he didn’t even realize it.

“No,” you laughed, scooting closer and running your free hand over his face. His cheeks flushed instantly when you touched him. “I think … we should talk about what’s happening between us.”

Laios’ gaze went narrow as he processed your words. “Oh,” he said blankly, and then his eyes went wide. “Oh.”

“I just … because we’ve been doing this every night … it’s hard not to feel …” You sighed, unable to get the words right. But he seemed to understand, quick-witted as ever, squeezing your hand in encouragement. And then he smiled at you, all dopey and kind, and your heart began to pound. “I can’t help but think that the lines are being blurred between us. My feelings for you are … much deeper than what they were initially. And if you don’t feel the same way, that’s okay. I needed you to know. I’m sorry if this hurts … whatever our relationship is.”

He was still smiling, his other hand gripping your waist, pulling you even closer. “Well, I think –”

“And now I can’t help but wonder if maybe – just maybe – you feel the same way,” you started rambling, terrified to know how he was going to reply. “Because why would you feel jealous if you didn’t … I shouldn’t make assumptions. But I still wondered. And I can’t stop talking. Again, I don’t want this to ruin anything and I’m sorry if it does. My ex doesn’t mean anything to me anymore and he won’t ever again –”

Out of nowhere, Laios used his upper body strength to flip you onto your back, pinning you to the bed. Now your cheeks were flushed, completely caught off guard by the action. He sat in between your legs, his fingers just brushing over your waist, as he said, “I do. Feel the same. I feel like I’m the one who could’ve ruined this because I didn’t realize it sooner.”

You gave him a sad smile, reaching up to cup his chin. “You couldn’t ruin anything.”

He leaned into your palm when your hand moved to his cheek, humming under his breath. He then leaned down, his body just barely pressing against yours, as if he craved your body heat. Like a moth to a flame.

“Can we not talk about your ex ever again?” He muttered, his hands running up and down your sides. “Because when I saw him today, all I could think about was …” He stopped himself abruptly.

“What?” Your curiosity peaked.

“I’m going to sound like a jealous brute,” he sighed dramatically, nose brushing against yours as his hands moved higher, thumbs grazing over the underside of your breasts. The material of your nightgown was so thin that your peaked nipples were already visible. “I just … couldn’t stop thinking about all the times I’ve tasted you that he hasn’t. I wondered if he knew exactly how you liked it, which places made those funny sounds come out of your mouth. And then, I couldn’t stop thinking about it, and all I wanted this whole day was to get you alone.”

You shuddered when his thumb brushed over one of your taut nipples, making your heel run down the back of his leg. His words alone made tingles run down your spine, but the second his hands were on you, you were properly soaked. The both of you lay there for a moment: him on top of you, nuzzling your nose, rolling his fingers over your nipples through your nightgown, eliciting breath hitches from your lips.

It was so slow, so patient, so good, but had you wanting more. And you couldn’t stop the words coming out when you blurted, “I want to have sex.”

He paused, opening his eyes for a moment, making sure he heard you properly.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to,” you said quickly, feeling awkward. But why were you so shy all of a sudden? It’s not like he didn’t have his tongue deep inside your pussy every night. Maybe it was because there was a question still lying underneath the surface. “Why ... why don’t you want me to help you finish after you eat me out? Sometimes you just … walk away to take care of yourself.”

Laios’ face went bright red, and then he buried his face in your neck. “I’m so embarrassed.”

Your hand pushed back his cropped, blonde hair, trying to soothe his racing heart. “Why are you embarrassed?”

“Because it’s … it’s big,” he sighed and lifted his head. “There. I said it. It’s just big. And the last person who saw it made me feel super self-conscious about it.”

You couldn’t help but snort. “You’re embarrassed because you have a big dick?”

His pretty golden eyes were serious, but it looked like he wanted to laugh with you. “Please, don’t make it sound trivial.”

“It’s not trivial, it’s just …” You went to cup both his cheeks. The way he looked at you was unlike anything you ever experienced. You wondered why it took you so long to realize he felt the same. “I would never make you feel self-conscious about anything. I like everything about you, Laios.”

Your words had him melting, leaning back down into you and kissing you slowly. It was only when his tongue slipped into your mouth that his hand snaked down between your legs, just cupping your soaked entrance, the one thing he loved to eat more cheesecake. Realizing that you weren’t wearing any underwear had him reeling. “Gods …” He moaned into the kiss, his fingers simply running down your soaked folds.

As his lips broke away from yours, you asked in a tone as sweet as barometz, “Do you want to have sex, Laios?”

“Yes,” he replied, voice desperate. “Yes, please.”

Your hands went to the hem of his loose, linen shirt, breaking your kiss again to lift it over his head. For the first time, you were able to see what he looked like underneath all the armor. His shoulders were wide-set, his torso soft while also being oddly defined. Most tall-men your party encountered thought Laios was on the slender side, not believing how strong he was. But once your eyes beheld his biceps, you knew how wrong they all were. He was built and muscular and – gods, you could admire him for hours.

Laios stopped your hands from going any further, a pleading look in his eyes. He pushed your nightgown up and bunched it at the waist. “Can I taste you first?”

You nodded quickly, already intoxicated by the way he kissed you, the way he smiled at you, all eager and excited to bury his face in your pussy. It didn’t take him long; he was lightning fast, moving down your body and lifting your legs on his shoulders so he could eat you out easier. His tongue dove into your folds immediately, and he groaned at the first taste. You were acutely more aware every night that he could do this for hours, just lapping at you lazily, bringing you to orgasm over and over again. No monster compared to the way you tasted.

His nose bumped your clit as he tongued your leaking hole, practically whimpering at every drop of your wetness that reached his mouth. Large, calloused hands wrapped around your thighs, making sure they didn’t close and digging into your flesh. Your own hands fisted into the sheets, your ass lifted off the bed, but you could still grind your hips against his face. Soft whines left your lips, nothing compared to the groans Laios was making as he ate you like he didn’t have a three-course meal just an hour ago. You almost wondered if you should tell him to quiet down, afraid of the others hearing, but you were too lost in the pleasure to care.

It was clear to you the closer you got to reaching your peak that Laios wasn’t keen on stopping. And as much as you truly wanted to cum all over his tongue, you thought it was important that you both have this new experience together. It took you a few seconds to finally gather the courage to say something, his tongue feeling too good as he swirled it around your sensitive clit. “Laios,” you called, and then a little louder, “Laios.”

He lifted his head, your juices dripping down his chin. A primal urge made him want to dive back into you, but he controlled himself. His tongue licked at your essence around his mouth, and you shuddered at the sight.

“I want you inside me,” you whispered. “Is that okay?”

“Yes, yes,” he muttered hoarsely, placing your legs so delicately back on the bed, as if they were made of glass. “Of course.” He so desperately wanted to taste you again, but he was even more excited for this, to finally feel something other than his hand wrapped around his cock. You were the first person he ever tasted, but it had been quite a while since he was truly intimate with someone, to slide into someone and feel them clench around him.

As you tugged off your nightgown, Laios began to work at the ties of his pants. But his hands stopped as they came undone, glancing up at you with hesitation. You looked so pretty sitting in the middle of his bed, waiting for him, naked and vulnerable. He felt silly for feeling so self-conscious, especially when you were so beautiful like this.

“Laios,” you cooed, caressing his arm, “there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. And if you don’t want to, then we can stop.”

He almost choked on a laugh. “Trust me,” he replied, “I want to.”

After another beat of stalling, Laios finally stepped out of his bottoms and blushed pink from ear to ear. His cock was … well, it certainly was big. You sympathized with him; if anyone told you something about your body during sex, you would focus on that forever. But there was nothing for him to be embarrassed about. Truthfully, most males would kill to have what he did. His cock was thick and long, a few veins trailing down the shaft, curving up at his pretty red tip that was dripping with precum. You got even more wet just from staring at it, wondering what he would finally feel like inside of you. 

Your mouth opened to say something, anything to make him feel better, but he was already talking: “I need a distraction so I don’t think about you staring at it.” He crawled back onto the bed and between your thighs, immediately pressing his lips to yours. You could taste yourself still on his mouth, and your arms wound around his shoulders instantly. His teeth tugged at your bottom lip, and he asked, “Can I just … ramble about monster facts for a minute?”

You blinked, not expecting that. Laios released your lower lip and sighed, clearly still nervous. “It’ll help me get over this feeling. I swear. Or if you want to stop this, we can. I’ll … I’ll understand –”

“Laios,” you huffed, your mouth pulling back into a sweet smile, “I want you to do whatever makes you feel comfortable.”

“Oh, thank the gods,” he muttered, nuzzling his face back into your neck, placing sloppy kisses. “Did you know that … that harpies almost exclusively have the head of a female human and it is unknown if male harpies exist?”

His voice was muffled against your neck, but you could tell he was desperate and aching. You felt his hard length against your stomach, smearing precum on the exposed skin. “Really?” You breathed out, trying to engage with him but completely failing when he licked a stripe up your neck. A moan escaped your lips.

“There’s also … there’s, uh …” He was struggling to talk now, grasping his cock and giving it a few quick pumps before teasing the head against your dripping wet folds. Your legs instinctively opened wider for him, hoping to whatever gods were out there that you could take his cock. “There also exists a seabird variant of harpies called … called, Sirens. Their wings and  … their – their tail look like a seagull’s.”

You could hardly breathe as you asked, “What else, Laios?”

He began to push inside you slowly, letting you adjust with each inch. “Okay, okay … uh … bicorns … bicorns hate – oh, fuck.” Just the feeling of your tight warmth wrapped around his cock had him biting into your shoulder, like you were the forbidden fruit. He could hardly string together a word, could hardly think, as he sank deeper and deeper into you, his whole body shaking. “Bicorns hate … hate virtue. They prefer – shit – immorality. It is believed that … doing all seven deadly sins will … will allow an individual to approach a bicorn – fuck. Fuck. It feels –”

When he was finally buried to the hilt, all he could do was breathe into your neck. You whined, locking your legs around his waist. The stretch was unbelievable; your walls gripped him like a vice. But it was even better than you could’ve imagined. If you had thought originally that the night would go this way, you would’ve at least brushed your hair. Laios didn’t care though, inhaling the flowery scent as he nosed your pretty strands. You couldn’t even comprehend – whether it be from the stretch of his thick cock inside you or the overwhelming amount of butterflies in your stomach – how you were so lucky to have found him.

Not to mention, you felt even luckier that this wasn’t happening on a cold dungeon floor.

With one hand carding into his hair, you chuckled under your breath, “Had enough of reciting monster facts?”

“Mmhmm …” He groaned, unable to form a sentence. You finally felt him pull back before pushing into you in one fast, deep thrust, making you shiver. Your body was hardly used to feeling this full, but you wanted him so badly that it was humiliating, a pink blush tinting your nose. “You feel so good,” he muttered.

You pulled on his hair, and his head lifted from your neck. His lips were swollen from kissing you. Yours probably looked the same. But that didn’t matter right now as he held your gaze and began thrusting into you a little faster. His eyes were the color of melted gold, flecked with amber and brown, and you felt like you could stare into them forever while he fucked you. Laios lifted one of your legs higher on his waist, but his other hand stayed around your middle, keeping you nestled against him.

“Laios,” you whimpered, feeling him nudge your clit with each roll of his hips. Despite his desperation, his pace was tender and relaxed, making sure you were adjusting to his size. He knew he was big – clearly, it was something he’d been self-conscious about for a while – but the way you were looking at him right now … he’d never felt more at ease, more special. This was all he ever wanted: to be close to someone like this, to find intimacy with someone he had true feelings for. All the other times had been stepping stones, leading to this moment with you, where your warmth enveloped him so nicely and your gaze made him want to cum on the spot.

His hips began to move a little faster, pushing even deeper inside you, as his mouth swallowed your moans in a hungry kiss. Face going hot, you trembled, and his cock pulsed inside you with each pass. Your nails dragged down his shoulder blades, leaving marks for him to examine later, like a predator with its prey. Goosebumps raised on his skin, feeling himself get closer … and closer … and closer. If you kept digging your nails into him like that, he’d surely lose his grasp on reality. But you just felt so good, so warm, and he craved you. Craved you like you were his last meal.

“Laios,” you croaked out when his lips broke from yours, “Laios, are you close?”

He could hardly say anything else but, “Mm …” 

You thought you could get there by now from his tongue teasing you earlier, but you needed a little more friction. Bumping against your clit wasn’t enough. “Okay, okay,” you rambled, reaching down between your legs to touch yourself. “Just hold off for another minute. I’ll get there.”

Laios opened his eyes, realizing what you were doing, immediately envious of your own hand. “No, let me,” he murmured, voice like honey, and found your clit easily. “Then I can taste you on my fingers after.” His excitement made you laugh, which brought a smile to his own lips.

He shifted a little, pulling back so only his tip rested inside you, and fucked back into you at a different angle, one that brushed against your special spot. The stimulation of both your clit and g-spot had your back arching, whimpers slipping out of your lips like a chant.

“Is … this … better?” He asked, panting after each word.

Your voice was strained when you answered, “Y—Yes.”

His balls slapped against the underside of your ass, and he knew how close he was, but all he cared about at this moment was cumming together. He needed to see that look on your face when you reached your peak. He only got to see it a few times, when he lifted his eyes while tasting you, watching the way your lips parted and sweat ran down your forehead.

His fingers rubbed tight circles on your aching clit – knowing exactly what you liked – and you were close. So, so close already. Laios had a way of touching you that felt inquisitive, yet effortless. Like he wanted to learn which spots made you moan the loudest, while also already knowing without even touching you. You grew to like him not just because of his dopey grin, his protectiveness, or his positivity, but also for the way he was willing to learn with you, the way he needed you. And right now, he needed you to cum more than anything.

Tension coiled in your lower abdomen, making you gasp out, “Laios – fuck – Laios, I’m gonna –”

“I know, I know,” he rasped. His pace was nearing on brutal, his whole body shaking as he held off his release for you. “Together. We’ll – together.”

And then, your muscles tighten. You clenched around his cock, and it only took one more thrust against your g-spot to have you falling apart underneath him. You put a hand over your mouth as you cried out, careful of the rest of the party hearing. Your eyes rolled back, his fingers stroking your clit through it, and it all just felt too, too good. Your orgasm went on forever, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over you. As your walls spasmed around his cock, he groaned low, finally spilling into you. His hips stuttered. His mouth gasped for air against your lips, as he felt a ripple of relief from emptying himself inside you. He bit into your shoulder again to muffle his own noises. Your pussy convulsed, milking every last drop, and you were pretty sure you saw stars.

Once the aftershocks hit you both, he slumped against you, breathing in the scent of your hair again. Your fingers traced small circles onto his back muscles, your chest rising and falling with the fast beat of your heart. When his cock went soft inside you, his fingers finally left your clit and he brought them to his mouth. Your eyes were half-lidded as you watched him wrap his lips around his fingers and suck the juices off, moaning at the taste. He looked like an intricate painting; you couldn’t help but admire the sight.

His fingers left his mouth with a wet pop, and he whispered in a voice so soft you almost didn’t hear him, “You just taste so, so good.”

Laios kissed you again, slow and full of affection. You didn’t even care that he was still inside you; you could stay like this forever, pressed into his warm skin. Gods, you liked him so much that you immediately whimpered as his tongue slid into your mouth, and when he shuddered at your fingers on his back … you couldn’t believe you once questioned if he returned your feelings. You had both been so oblivious.

His mouth moved away from yours and he cupped your cheek. He took a moment to memorize the dusting of red across your face, the way your eyes hardly opened after sex, and then said, “Are you hungry? I think we both need a snack. It’s been a long night already.”

You giggled. “You had me at hungry.”

That one ova scene but reversed

𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘯, 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴.

[ 𝗄. 𝖽𝗈𝗄𝗃𝖺 𝗑 𝗆!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 %% 𝚘𝚖𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 ]

𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 [ 𝚍𝚘𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 + 𝚜𝚞𝚋!𝚍𝚘𝚔𝚓𝚊 : 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚓𝚘𝚋 + 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚓𝚘𝚋 ] ･ 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍 ･ 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚘𝚌 𝚔𝚍𝚓 ･ 𝚔𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 ･ 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚜𝚢 . .

𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 / 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽

𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒏𝒊.

gasping, dokja bit into the side of his hand as he stared down at you. you looked so good . . sucking him off while gently kneading his thighs.

his voice was hoarse and quiet, whining as one of his hands entangled into your hair. he gently tugged, rolling his hips up forward to thrust into your mouth.

you let go of his thighs almost immediately and pushed his hips back onto the mattress, removing his dick from your mouth.

“ patience, my star. ”

he whimpered at your words as his legs trembled, wrapping them around your head. “ please, [ name ] . .”

you sighed and got up from your kneeling position, sitting onto the bed and situating him into your lap. his back was pressed against your chest, letting you jerk him off.

he squirmed around, panting as he held onto your pant legs. it didn’t take long until he came, legs twitching as he moaned lowly.

“ there you go. good boy. ”

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hugging dokja tightly, you kissed along his neck, leaving light and feathery kisses all along his skin.

“ . . [ name ]? ”

you hummed and ran your hands along his sides, pausing your kisses as dokja turned onto his side. he stared at you blankly before cupping your face and kissing your cheek.

“ mm? what’s that for? ”

he shrugged and let go of your face. dokja shifted closer, leaning his head against your chest. he bit the inside of his cheek before looking back up to you, opening his mouth to speak.

“ . . earlier. you said i was 당신의 별. ”

smiling brightly, you kissed his forehead. “ because you are. not only that, but you’re also my sun and moon. ”

humming, dokja held your hand and kissed the back of it. his face was flushed a pinkish colour from the cheesy line, though it was hard to see in the dark lighting.

“ my sun, moon and stars. how does that sound? ”

“ it sounds great. ”

Incorrect Quotes #89

Okuyasu : Is this your plan B?

Y/n : Technically, this is plan P

Okuyasu : Plan P? Is there a plan M?

Y/n : Yes, but I marry Josuke in plan M

Josuke : I like plan M

Remus: You aren’t responsible enough.

Sirius: Are you kidding? I’m the most responsible person I know.

Remus: You're right. Usually when something goes wrong, you're the one responsible for it.

-

c: @littlewhispersofsolitude

one piece smau: dating sanji edition

— modern! au , so fun , slight nsfw bc sanji is funny like that ig LMFAO

— SANJI X MALE READER one of my favorite pairings to ever cross the universe

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lvrboy[name]: oh my god hes so fine someone give me this guys' number

[name]s.chef: BEAUTIFUL BOY MY NUMBER IS XXX-XXX-XXXX PLEASE SAVE MY CONTACT AS PRINCE SANJI I WILL ALWAYS BE AT YOUR BECK AND CALL

-> dni_nami: no fucking way, why did this guy just leak his number TO HIS OWN BOYFRIEND

uso_pp: the day sanji doesn't comment in all caps to his boyfriends posts is the day the apocolypse comes

-> roro.zoro: fr why he always yelling at him....

-> freeluffy: sanji is so aggressive to his own boyfriend, should we help [name]? -> [name]s.chef: YOU MORONS HAVE NEVER BEEN IN LOVE AND IT SHOWS

-> uso_pp: ruhroh he angry

love.pudding: is he single?

-> [name]s.chef: I AM A GAY MAN AND IN LOVE WITH MY FUTURE HUSBAND - I AM NOT INTERESTED IN ANYONE ELSE BUT MY LOVER, I AM A LOYAL MAN TO MY BOYFRIEND. DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME OR HIM IF YOU WISH TO DATE EITHER OF US. WE ARE DEEPLY IN LOVE AND ALWYS WILL BE.

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[name]s.chef: I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND HE MAKES ME SO HAPPY HES THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE AND I WILL ALWAYS LOVE HIM

tagged: lvrboy[name]

dni_nami: never seen you smile that wide before

-> roro.zoro: i wish i never saw it, it's terrifying

-> [name]s.chef: i fucking hate you, dont interact with any of my posts you idiot

-> [lvrboyname]: holy shit whenever you guys breathe do you have to insult each other

-> [name]s.chef: I WON'T ANYMORE MY BABY

SUPERCOLA: do you guys remember when sanji said he hated [name] and rejected the idea of being in love with him.

-> lvrboy[name]: LMFAOAOOA

-> {name]s.chef: that wasnt me, that was my evil twin that was plotting on my downfall.

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lvrboy[name]: personal bottle boy <3

tagged: [name]s.chef

[name]s.chef: until the bed breaks. as many rounds as you want, any position you want, anything.

-> dni_nami: sanji please be fucking normal challenge

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dr.law: is this sanitary???

-> lvrboy[name]: deez nuts in your mouth are about to be sanitary

-> [name]s.chef: TELL HIM BABY TELL HIM !!!

-> dr.law: this shit doesnt even make sense ???

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freeluffy: i can't eat when sanji is making out with [name] across from me. i'm never going out with these two again.

tagged: [name]s.chef and lvrboy[name]

uso_pp: LMFAO i thought it was known to never go out with sanji and [name]? sanji just ends up ignoring you and only paying attention to [name]

-> [name]s.chef: and that's the way it should be. who else should i pay attention to when my beautiful, handsome, erethral boyfriend is right in front of me?

robinkills: i have never heard luffy sound so serious before, what did you two do to him?

-> roro.zoro: probably traumatize him

lvrboy[name]: i'm sorry lu, i'll make it up to you sometime

-> freeluffy: pay for my meals on campus for a week straight :D

-> lvrboy[name]: i'll pay for it for two weeks, i'm really sorry luffy </3

-> [name]s.chef: DONT STEAL MY BOYFRIEND FROM ME YOU FUCKING IDIOT I'LL SKEWER YOU ALIVE

roro.zoro: i think i vomitted in my mouth a little bit, happy for you guys ig.

-> lvrboy[name]: thank you...?

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lvrboy[name]: my bby in crop tops >>>

tagged: [name]s.chef

[name]s.chef: I WILL WEAR WHATEVER YOU WANT BABE WHATEVER MAKES YOU HAPPY, I'LL WEAR. I HAVE EYES FOR NO ONE ELSE BUT YOU!! I LOVE YOU!!!

-> lvrboy[name]: i love you so much muah

SUPERCOLA: sanji and [name] stop making out challenge literally fucking impossible.

[liked by dni_nami, uso_pp, and 90 others]

-> skullnsoul: they're so funny

liked by lvrboy[name], roro.zoro, and 14k others

[name]s.chef: my beautiful boy suprised me by preparing me food with his own recipe today, i think i could cry genuine tears. you guys don't understand how happy i am that i found him and am now able to call him mine. i will love [name] until my last breath. i am so, so lucky.

tagged: lvrboy[name]

uso_pp: okay i guess this was a cute post or whatever.

[liked by dni_nami, robinkills, and 100 others]

lvrboy[name]: sanji i'm gonna cry :< i love u sm too

-> [name]s.chef: pls dont cry my love

ttchopper: my favorite couple, you two are so sweet!

roro.zoro: cant even say anything mean, this is very heartwarming

-> lvrboy[name]: sanji won't tell you this but he giggled and kicked his feet when he read this.

lvrboy[name]'s story

my boyfriend's so fucking sexy-

[name]s.chef replied to your story: CAN I KISS YOU PLEASE COME BACK TO BED SO I CAN KISS YOU PLEASE CAN I KISS YOU CAN I PLEASEEE-

y/n: i'm gonna give you five minutes to explain before i snap your neck

sirius: you're lying

y/n: you're absolutely right, you get five seconds, then you wait for me to snap your neck

8th year 🍏⚡

hello author! tysm for your hard work and congratulations on 1k! can i request yoo joonghyuk with male reader and prompt #5?

a/n: i'm going to combine this with another request cus i saw potential... so this will be pretty long.

@whiteblackym : Yoo Joonghyuk (Orv) with #6 w/ male reader

•"i'm gonna fuck that attitude out of you." (#5) & "you just don't satisfy my needs anymore." (#6)

warning: top male reader. penetration w/ no condom. big, tough men need to be taken down a notch 😈. soft dom reader? yjh likes to rile you up. manhandling. a little spanking and forced orgasm. choking. actual smut starts a little into the plot.

i wrote this blindly without double checking so sorry if something is misplaced 🥲

inspired by this twt video.

1647 words.

1k event!

he hates that he's aware of every trickle of breath hitting his ear, fingers touching his skin, lips subtly brushing against his own as you leave the bed to prepare for aftercare.

joonghyuk was used to this, but why were you so soft with him? even after he said mean words, bites on you whenever he can, pushing you away... is it because you know he loves you?

and yoo joonghyuk? he rarely dirty talks, he doesn't make much noise, and he doesn't do much to help you relieve sexual tension. what if he's the boring one?

you walk in, telling him the bath was ready and helping him out the bed. joonghyuk is silent as you bathe him, whispering praises in his ear. telling him he's so precious, that you love him...

it's constantly reminding him; why are you so soft with him?

it built frustration in him. growing bigger and faster than ever. simply making love with you, adoring the way you let him get on top and the way you subtly degrade him, telling him he can't even pleasure you properly.

he only bites his lip, concealing his excitement.

the feeling of wanting to be fucked until he can't even think is killing him. he doesn't mind how soft you are, it sometimes gets him flustered, how easy dirty words fall from your lips in such a gentle, and loving tone is a mystery to him.

sometimes when you'd get a little rough with him, you'd quickly apologize and murmur sweet words to him. he knew you had it in you to...

should he... say something to you?

so joonghyuk, being the oh-so-clever man he is, decided to do it in the best way he can. to be bratty. he wanted to see how far you can go with his attitude before your snap.

everytime you'd ask him to do something, he would completely ignore you, sometimes doing it but half-assed. you blink before sighing, picking up after him. joonghyuk would only get bolder by then. smashing his lips against yours, fingers running over your bulge in public.

but whenever you'd try to take action on his behavior, trying to give him what he wants, he slaps your hand away, telling you 'not tonight'.

"is there a problem, love?" there it is. that sullen smile you give him everytime you wanted to punish him.

joonghyuk shrugs, plopping down on the bed beside you - "you just... don't satisfy my needs anymore."

you freeze, this was happening because he wasn't opening up to you? "well, what do you want to do?"

he doesn't answer you, only shrugging again before tucking himself in bed. he knew very well what he wanted, he just couldn't himself to say it out loud.

you lay beside him, contemplating what to do...

the next days, joonghyuk acted as if nothing wrong was happening, yet again ignoring you.

he could spot the way your brows knit together, jaw clenching before you calm down. he resists to urge to smirk as he drinks from his mug.

"joonghyuk, can you help me with this?" he walks in front you, glancing at the bags of groceries. he was much stronger than you, he could easily help you out...

joonghyuk only walks past you to shut the door to your apartment, locking it. "why?"

you set the bags down on the counter with slight difficulty, before exhaling harshly from your mouth. "there's still more in the car, help me please?"

"don't wanna."

you stare at him in bewilderment, shaking your head slightly. joonghyuk was keeping an eye out for your expressions, butterflies wanting to burst out of his stomach. "joonghyuk-"

you rub your face in frustration before dropping your hand and approaching his figure. joonghyuk gasps in surprise when grip his jaw. you pushed him against the counter top, joonghyuk's hands reaching out to grip your wrist as it starts hurting him.

"i'm gonna fuck that attitude out of you."

joonghyuk freezes, mouth drying up.

you spot the tent growing in his pants, his leg bouncing up and down. "don't tell me that's what you want?"

"i fucking knew it." you scoff at him, releasing his face and placing your hands on your hips. "all this because you wanted me to get rougher?"

joonghyuk stares down at you with glossy eyes, "are... you mad at me?"

the next thing joonghyuk knows, he's getting pinned against the counter, his ass grinding against your growing erection. his eyes widen when you lower his pants, spanking him. once, twice.

and they weren't very gentle either.

"you're wearing nothing under this? what a fucking slut."

joonghyuk grips onto the counter at the harsh sting filling his body. his upper body gets pushed down on the counter everytime he tried to pick himself up. your hand digging into his shoulder.

"remember your safeword?" he nods, groaning when you smack him again. "use your words."

"y-yes.." he gulps as you tell him your rules. no talking, no touching and to use his safeword whenever. he gives a small nod again, flinching when pinched his waist. "i understand!"

his tan skin is flushed all over, his shirts bunched up by his hands and his ass red with your hand imprinted on him.

your hand fondle with his chest, moving his collar out of the way as you bite down on his shoulder. joonghyuk shakes as teeth break skin and blood fills your tongue. it was times like this that you didn't mind the bitterness. you lick the wound up, your hot breath on him causes joonghyuk to quietly whimper.

you pull away before kissing the wound. joonghyuk kicks off his slippers and pants, leaving only his socks and shirt on.

you hadn't told him to remove them. "stay still."

he shakes in excitement as you reach into your pants, stopping shortly. he reaches for your wrist, stopping you from leaving. he looks at you for permission to speak, you nod. "ah, you don't need lube..."

he guides your finger to his entrance, letting you feel the wetness inside him. he's been prepping himself for days.

joonghyuk bites his lip at your amused tone. "i could probably fit three fingers at once with how loose you are!"

and you did. squeezing your fingers in and ignoring his stammering, you squeeze his hips with your hand, rubbing his sides to assure him to your weren't going to hurt him. that badly.

"look at that!" you whisper in his ear, pounding your fingers in and out, making sure to hit his prostate with every thrust. joonghyuk pants loudly, gripping the counter table, his knuckles turning white.

you pull out your dick, pumping yourself in the process. joonghyuk only seems to be more turned on at it.

"you gonna cum? already?" joonghyuk's stomps his foot, casting his hips away from your merciless hands as droplets of his cum drip down to the floor.

joonghyuk falls to the floor as you pull your fingers out. "come on, stand up, love."

he doesn't, instead siting on the floor, groaning as pain shot up his spine.

"get up, joonghyuk." you take a hold of his forearm, trying to get him to stand but he shakes his head frantically, pushing your hand away. "get up."

"can'tcan't," he pants loudly, whining slightly when you let go of his arm and push him on his back with your foot.

"very well. brace yourself, joonghyuk."

you hold his weak, trembling form to the ground, pinning his thighs apart as you slam inside with ease, not holding yourself back anymore. you groan, throwing your head back. "you feel so good."

joonghyuk's breathing gets erratic and cuts off shortly. his back curves into you, holding his legs apart for you. his walls clench around you tightly, keeping you inside and making it hard for you to even think about pulling out.

each plow goes in deeper and faster that joonghyuk needs to claw at his thighs to calm him down. he places his hands on the floor, searching for something to hold onto, choking on his spit as cum shoots out of him.

he squirms his hips, you bury yourself inside him to the hilt. skin smacking against skin fills the room as you place your palm on joonghyuk's twitching dick, stroking the head to push him past overstimulation.

"(namenamename)!!" he rushes out, releasing his legs to grip your wrist with all his might. which is a lot, might you add.

he kicks his legs out in panic, digging his heels into your waist.

"shut up." you growl, your dominant hand shooting out to wrap around his throat. joonghyuk jumps in shock, dick bouncing as he gets hard again. he stares at you with wide, teary eyes. his hair a mess and that stoic look was replaced with a more needy one.

"you like this, joonghyuk?" you laugh at him as you're adamant to make him cum again. said man tries to deny it behind shaky whines.

"n-no! m'not a slut!" he cries out, muscles flexing under your harsh stare. he struggles to breath with your hand on his neck, hiccups coming from him. you release his throat and swollen cock.

"hm... you're lying to me again?" you slow your pace, dragging your cock against his twitching walls before you pull out completely and unexpected, edging yourself in the process.

joonghyuk clenches around air, he was so loose, you could practically have your way with him. "then have fun using your fingers."

joonghyuk only tightens his legs around you, stopping you for escaping. "no. please..."

you drag your finger down his red, leaking cock in a teasing manner. "please what, joonghyuk?"

"...please fuck me! i'm sorry for how i acted, please forgive me..." he sneaks his arms around your neck, and pulls you down, his lips brushing against your cheek. "p-please..."

...

Just pick him up and place him somewhere else