gunpowder in p u s s y

One-Shot

So one day...

Y/n was strolling quietly to the street race when all the sudden she heard *VROOM VROOOOOOOOOMMMM* oh look at who it is, it's the one and the only cypher woaahhhhhh *crowed screams/ goes wild*. "hey shawty cakes" 😫 "hop in" all the sudden the top of the car pops off and you literally hop in the car boing boing 🐇.
You and cypher were cruising down the street while "orangoutang a banging" 🦧 plays in the back. *Cypher slaps your thigh leaving a red mark behind* "that was hot as fuck" you say. 🤓

*lip-bite* You finally pull up in dah whip to the race mmm and cypher drifts sexily into a cornered parking space. "Hey shawty this race is super important and my fucking glock is locked and loaded and if that bitch goes off my thigh is coming with it, so can you hold this for me bitch?" cypher says in a fucking degrading tone. "of course my love, my sweet heart, my napkin, my little pog champ🥶👹, my little sexy baka. i would do anything for you 😫😫" you pull the glock swiftly out of his grasp and place it in your back pocket like the baddie you are 🥵.

Cypher shoos you out and away from his car and speeds off letting you get ready to watch him bust a nut in the race "KATCHOWW" he screams while driving away.

You stand confused looking at the magnificent glock your hands hold. The red and blue neon lights from the Tokyo skyline shine down and reflect off the glocks curves and into your eyes. You pupils dilate as the glock's trigger triggers your arousal. You try to decipher the true purpose as to why cypher gave you his gun as you handle the base in your right hand and caress the tip with your left, all while smelling the gunpowder residue still in the muzzle. Cypher could have easily given his glock to Kenma or Iwaizumi, yet he gave it to you. You pondered as to why cypher would give you his glock... unless he wanted you to use it.

"hey bbgurl ya like jazz?" you watched Suna walk up to you reeking of weed. "is that a glock i see 😫?" "ew go back to smoking your MJ" you strut passed him flipping your long locks behind your head.

You remembered the glock in your hands and look down at it glistening in the dark car garage light, it made you feel something no one else had made you feel before. You were now incredibly ho r nee and you knew exactly what you had to do. 😚

You looked at Suna walking to the Inarizaki bois so you took the chance and snuck into his car (which was conveniently unlocked for some reason) your phat lips tightened as your hornee meter got higher and higher.

you pulled off your skirt with absolutely nothing underneath and slipped the length all the up your dripping puthy until it you felt the trigger guard hit your outer walls, you moaned like a fucking turtle "augh" as the gun powder mixed with your slick rubbed inside of you.
the pleasure was building up in your slobbery kitty. your abdomen ached wanting to release the built up pressure, you moved the glock faster and more swiftly as you knew you were ready to c a u hm. You screamed "YESS DADDY GLOCK" you felt like the glock was speaking to you from the inside as you came all over Suna's black leather seats. "shit" you wailed still panting trying to catch your breathe. you were worried someone had heard you as you bleed the gun powder from your pussy, you had to dip before someone caught you in Suna's car so you wiped the glock all over the passengers seat clearing it from the grayish white slick🧴.You had completely missed Oikawa race but you felt it was totally worth it.

You ran over to the finishing line and caught a glimpse of Oikawa stepping out of his car, you smirked as you knew you were gonna tell him what you did later. now wasn't the best time of course so you walked up to him and handed him the glock and winked, he felt the sticky warmth of the glock and had an idea of what happened 🥳. you hugged him and quietly whispered in his ear "we should try the glock sometime babe".