Shigaraki X Reader Ao3 Novels & Stories

I hollowed my cheeks, sucking softly at first, then deeper, letting him hit the back of my throat on every downstroke. His scarred hand tightened in my hair, guiding me now. Slow, controlled thrusts that had my eyes watering from the stretch and the steam. “Fuck, Darcie,” he growled, head tipping back against the tile. I moaned around him, the vibration making his thighs tense. One hand cupped his heavy balls, rolling them gently while the other stroked what my mouth couldn’t reach. I pulled back to the tip, swirling my tongue around the head, dipping into the slit, then plunged down again, faster this time, greedy.

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He arches my back; it’s a miracle I don’t break in two. My body flares with awareness at what he’s doing. He’s taking in the scent of my cleft. Sweet Jesus. Who does that? No one except Shark. Who the hell is this man? By some twisted pleasure, I rock my waist up, silently giving him permission to smell more of me. He groans, the vibrations ghosting over my body. He throws his head back, slowly inhaling like he sniffed coke. His shoulders vibrate. The energy crackles and flares. He brings his eyes down at me, his blue depth shining like he’s possessed.

I mind-linked back that I needed to get control back of her so that we could spar like we were supposed to. I backed off for a minute and then mind-linked him that it was time to spar and that I was not going to take it easy on him. I waited a minute to see if he was going to attack and when he did not, I went after him. I launched and caught is flank with my claws. He got his bearings and launch after me and I dodge and caught his leg in my teeth and bit down hard and I heard the crunch of his bones in my teeth. Shakira whimpered because she hurt him and ran over to nuzzle him. I may not want to be with him yet but, I do have feelings for him already and did not want to hurt him. This is ge

Hunter asked, and the two ignored him. "What are you reading exactly? Is it romance? Action?" Edgar inquired. Joel answered after a yawn. "Sport anime, Haikyuu. I finished it." Then he yawned again. Yawn is something contagious. Just seeing him yawning made Edgar and Hunter did the same. “A werewolf reading human’s sport anime, that’s very odd,” Edgar laughed. “It will be more funny if a werewolf is reading romantic story,” Hunter added. As soon as he said that, the person standing in front of the line dropped a book.

He reached down and rubbed the head of his thick cock slowly through her still-spasming folds, coating himself in her cum. “And when I finally fill you up,” he whispered, voice low and dangerous, “I’m going to make you thank me for every single drop. You understand me, little one?” Mia could only nod weakly, still crying, still trembling, still completely broken and surrendered in the beautiful red Shibari. Kenji smiled — dark, satisfied, possessive. “Good girl,” he murmured. “Now open your mouth and beg me to fuck you.”

My gaze dips to his neck, and I lick my lips, as my canines elongate and I twist my fingers into his hair, yanking him closer, not caring that my naked body is pressed fully against him. All I want is his blood… I sink my teeth into the corner of his neck causing Shayara to awaken. The delicious, intoxicating taste of his blood seeps into my mouth, and I groan in satisfaction, my mind-numbing. Pleasure and energy dance through me and I lock my other hand around his shoulder, gripping him tightly just in case he decides to change his mind. ‘Mine!’ Shayara snarls possessively as she surges forward. My heart thuds, my mind spinning and my eyes blaze as we become one fully.

how can he be so sure that she is inside that woods? “No one is in there” she opposed. “But her scent is here” my forehead creased looking at him as I peek a glance towards Akira staring at him. How can he say those? I can’t even smell her scent but he can? What the heck is this means? Is there something I don't know between them? Do they--? No Sachiko isn't like that and so Scar. “There’s an only flood of blood not a shadow of any person,” Keren said.

“Please… ohhh…..stop.. use me… all of you… Aaron! Fuck me… harder!” The scarred wolf grinned darkly, flipping her onto her back. Now she was sprawled, legs wide, hips raised, her slick folds glistening, inviting, begging. The Dark hair alpha knelt at her side, sliding inside her, hitting her pussy angles in area that made her scream. Silver hair pressed into her mouth again, letting her taste herself on him, teasing, forcing her attention to every inch. “Ohhhh! Yes! Ahhh! I’m yours…or Aaron’s —oh god …please!” Kira screamed, nails clawing, body trembling violently. Every thrust from the scarred wolf, every grind from dark hair, every teasing circle from silver hair sent her over and over.

That I can’t even pretend is in the realm of possibilities, but it’s all I have. All I can see. All I can breathe, and with my brain turning back to normal…… With the sharp and sweet tang, so fucking delicious my mouth waters and my teeth ache. I surrender. It’s not her. Not Ayame. Not the girl I’d literally kill or the family I’d destroy. It’s something else. Someone else in the shadows. Someone I know and can’t hurt, no matter what image it takes because something that forbidden couldn’t feel this incredible…….. 39: Hiro - The Art of Breaking