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Kurosawa’s humiliation kink needs to be studied.
The way it perfectly aligns with Adachi’s praise kink is literally too much to bear. For both of them.
Imagine a little while into their relationship Kurosawa is feeling just a little more...overprotective, of Adachi one day.
He’s worked up from who knows what and as soon as he gets Adachi into that bed he’s merciless because he LOVES to hear Adachi whimper in overstimulation.
Laughing oh-so sadistically when Adachi grabs his wrist and close his legs to keep him out when he places his hand back on his “special parts” after multiple rounds.
“Oh, sweetheart..” in the fondest voice full of mirth when he responds with “Let me help you..” knowing that Adachi would take one look at him and give in again.
Feeling absolutely ELATED when he sees the tears of pleasure that spring to Adachi’s eyes after he came and telling him “You’re doing so well, princess..” while pressing kisses to his cheeks to make him relax enough to shove back in for the fourth time.
Throwing heartfelt praises here and there and asking “Do you like it?” And “Aww, I know. It feels so good doesn’t it?” and feeling himself twitch when Adachi struggles to give him an answer through incoherent babbles from the mind numbing pleasure.
Actually stopping when he fails to receive an answer and gently forcing Adachi to say what he needs him through all his hiccups and aborted gasp so he can be at an all time high when he pounds back into him.
Giving Adachi’s aftercare and still making him humiliate himself. Wiping him until he stirs and prompting him to tell him so. “Kurosawa..” he starts as blush overtake his face when Kurosawa’s eyes snap to his. “Feels too good…” and taking pleasure in seeing Adachi hiding his face in his neck as he relents and properly cleans him to let him sleep.
And there NEEDS to be more fics on it.
I can honestly see this with Takara-kun and Amagi-kun too. And Nozue-San and Togawa.
And so I rest my case.
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Hi! I wanted to request a Thrax a make out scenario between thrax and the reader.
I love your writing+ headcanons btw!
Cmon’ Baby..
Summary: Headcanons for Thrax if you two were making out, and a tiny one shot of you two kissing
Characters: Thrax, Osmosis Jones
Warnings: Cursing, NSFW/SFW, Sexual Themes, Mention of Acid Reflex, Grinding, and etc.
Genre: Romance, Fluff, and NSFW
Reader: Fem! White Blood Cell
REQUEST ARE OPEN!
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First off
This man, looooves making out or just kissing you in general
It makes him feel actually wanted
The places you guys will always be making out is, the kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, a random alley, anywhere
Usually when your sitting on a counter, he loves squishing and clawing at your thighs
And he laughs into the kiss when he hears you whimper into the kiss and start squirming
He kisses during sex so much, like when you two are fucking, he’s kissing you the whole time one hand in your hair the other on your ass and hips
And he is very handsy whenever you two are kissing, regardless of kissing he’s just super handsy with you
He likes when you come home from work and your just drained but you still have to make dinner for you two, so when your cooking he places his hands on your waist and just kisses your neck, and he likes how flustered you get and the little smiles you give him while he’s doing it
You had came home, from the longest day of work it feels like, and you don’t want to do anything. But once you walked in that door, you remembered that you always do one thing for you and your boyfriend, make dinner for you two. So, as you drop your purse on the ground and throw your heels next to the door. You slowly walk to the kitchen, as you untie your hair and run a hand through you hair. You start getting out a big pot, deciding the two of you should have soup for dinner. It was cold and a little gloomy outside, so why not? It’s the perfect weather and mood for it. As you start getting ingredients you hear loud footsteps coming into the kitchen. You already know who it is, your boyfriend Thrax. The one you’ve been dating for about 3 or 4 years. He’s the best person in your life, you love him so much and you don’t know what’d you do without him. You can clearly hear him walking towards you so you continue doing what you’re doing and don’t mind him.
“Hey baby~” He mewls into your ear as you smirk at the sweet nickname he’s called you. He has actually a lot of nicknames for you it’s kinda crazy. As he does so he wraps his arms around your frame and shoves his warm head into your neck, gently placing kisses up and down on your neck and sides of you collarbone.
“Hello love.” You say back, and yawn. You always loved when he welcomed you home it was either this, or him just making you cuddle him for the rest of the hours you came home.
“Whatcha’ makin’ for dinner tonight?” He asks as he rubs your sides up and down and squeezes your waist as he kisses behind your ear and leans on the counter beside you.
“Albondigas.” You simply answer as you start getting the seasonings out of the cabinet beside him.
“And why are we have soup for dinner, Love?” He says going to the fridge and getting the meat out.
“Haven’t you looked outside Thrax, it’s practically raining acid outside. And it’s so dark and gloomy. That’s why we’re having soup.”
“Okay then, do you need any help with anything.” He says placing the meat on the counter.
“Yes, would you be a dear and make the meatballs. Here’s all the spices for it.” I sliding spices over to him and smiling up at him. He also returns a smile and slices the packaging up and pull the meat out, throwing spices on it and mixing the meat and spice together.
After half an hour, you both finish making dinner, and pour the soup into bowls for both of you. And both place them on the table, “Mmm, finally dinners done.” Thrax says and smiles at the smell of the soup.
“Mhm, I’m starving.” You whine and roll your eyes, as you also place your bowl on your shared table and sit down.
After 20 minutes, you two finish and start cleaning up the kitchen and fall on the couch together. Your night ends with you two making out then accidentally falling asleep to a movie on the couch.
He loves everything about you
Especially your plump lips
He looks kissing your body, ex: arms, legs, calves, thighs, shoulders, chest, hands, head, cheeks, literally everyone
Also one time Jones caught you two grinding and making out with eachother in a dark alley
Let’s just say he only found you two because of your moans, and him chuckling loudly at your expressions
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Notes: Thank you for requesting! Sorry it took so long I had writers block and absolutely no motivation to finish it until today, but thanks for reading! Hope you have a great morning/afternoon/night!