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[6kuna]

Body-ody!

Tw: body appreciation, just simping over men bigger than you

There's something so, enticing about his physical appearance. How much bigger he is than you. How much taller, much stronger he is compared to you.

He could be lounging on the couch, taking up most of its space, leaving a small gap for you to squeeze yourself into (most of the time you end up on his lap, snuggled up and cozy).

He could be carrying something with ease. Like the time you ask him for help with the heavy boxes you needed to move. Unsurprisingly, he picked one up with one hand when you could barely push it using your body weight. He knows, oh he knows. That's why he flexes any chance he gets. He picks you up like it's nothing before swinging you over his shoulder and into the bedroom.

"Like what you see, baby?" he'd asked with a smug smile on his face.

He loves how you fawn over him. It makes him feel oh so masculine. It boosts his ego when he realises how riled up you get when he shows how big he is.

And when you're taking him so well, he can't help but press loving kisses on your face. He loves his little baby, his baby who tries so hard to be good for him.

He can't help but smile as you're panting and sweating, "m'trying, you're too big!" you'd say and all he can do is brush your hair away to the side before bucking up his hips to help you. You'd squeal before lightly smacking his chest for his action. He'd laugh before kissing you, your annoyed look slowly melting away.

You love your big boy, don't you?

[6kuna]

college nerd! nanami who’s infatuated with you…or rather how you do things wrong..always telling you how to correct your essays and writing techniques.

college nerd! nanami who didn’t listen to anyone that told him english was a terrible major. they always said, “you’ll never get anywhere with a major like that..” “english is a terrible decision..” etc etc.

college nerd! nanami who strokes your curls while he types with one hand on his computer, often pushing up his glasses when they fell due to the slouched position he sat in.

college nerd! nanami who you love to tease, saying you two should play teacher and student one of these days.

college nerd! nanami who fell in love with the idea, going out to buy different toys and outfits to roleplay with.

college nerd! nanami who almost jumped for joy when you said you’d wear the vibrator while in class, he loves having control over you.

college nerd! nanami who turned the vibrator up all the way while you were presenting, the small buzz being just barely audible to everyone, your legs shaking in pleasure.

college nerd! nanami who decided to take it easy,turning it off completely so you can finish your presentation. when you went to sit next to him afterwards, he could tell you were pissed.

college nerd! nanami who trailed his hand along your thigh, getting closer and closer to your pink, lacy panties. you bit your lip and grip hard onto nanami’s wrist, a silent plea.

college nerd! nanami who decides to ignore it, pushing your panties aside and dipping his fingers inside of you, curling them upwards and kissing along your neck. thank god you two are in the back corner of the class.

college nerd! nanami who advocates for you to answer, “y/n knows a lot about this topic, how about you tell them?” nanami suggests, the teacher grins, agreeing since you know oh so much, so oblivious to nanami’s plan.

college nerd! nanami who chuckles while you stammer, everyone staring back at you two.

[6kuna]

nsfw﹒mdni ⨟ 18+ (grey sweatpants, suggestive).

you were sitting on the couch, absorbed in your book, when you heard his footsteps approaching. looking up, your breath caught for a moment. your boyfriend walked into the room shirtless, grey sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips. his abs were tight and defined — as if they could cut diamonds. skin gleamed faintly in the soft light, that sharp v-line cutting down to his slutty waist, showing off the masculine strength he carried so effortlessly.

you wondered whether he was wearing boxers underneath. you hoped not.

wordlessly, he strolled right in front of you, those goddamn pants kept slipping lower and lower down until he grabbed a side and hiked them back up, distracted. stopping close enough that you couldn’t help but notice the obscene, bulging outline of his cock through the soft cotton — oh, so he wasn’t wearing boxers. what a whore. he reached down, his fingers tilting your chin up so that your eyes met his.

but he didn’t stop there. smirking, he gently guided your chin, angling your head until your cheek was rubbing against his erection. you could feel the heat radiating through the thin fabric as he gazed down at you.

“see somethin’ you like?” he purred, his thumb brushing lightly against your lower lip before pushing into your mouth. the book slipped from your hands, forgotten.

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[6kuna]

sympathy for cain

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“Oh the people are gonna love this” I say making the most niche piece of media art work that is really only for me,3 people ,and a plastic bag that blows in every so often

[6kuna]

“you tempt me.”

sukuna says as you walk into the chamber, in nothing but a thin nightgown that clings to all the right places and leaves little to the imagination.

“...i didn't do anything?” you say, confused as you dry your hair with a towel and make your way over to the mattress where he is laying on his side of the bed.

“everything you do is tempting.” he says pointedly.

“i'm not sure whether this is an insult or a compliment.” you respond, smiling at him.

he stares at you for a few moments, and although he would never admit it — he admires the way you look, the curve of your lips, your flushed cheeks, your eyes and the way they sparkle, the way your damp hair frames your face — everything about you was just so tempting. that's the only way he could describe it.

and god, not to mention your body — your curves and contours and the thin nightgowns you usually wear that highlight your body so irresistibly.

“ryo,” you coo softly as you notice his lingering gaze, “what’s on your mind?”

“why must you infuriate me?” he asks, and you quirk an eyebrow, letting out a surprised laugh, “i literally didn't do anything.”

he scoffs — even the way you laugh was tempting him, and it wasn't in a bad way.

maybe that's what infuriates him.

it's sickening, the hold you have on him.

“ryo,” you coo again, and he scoffs again, “call me that one more time.” he warns and you laugh once more.

“c'mere.” you hum, climbing on his lap and instinctively his hands come at your hips, gripping and kneading the soft flesh gently.

your fingers tangle in his hair and you pull him closer, pecking his lips for a moment and sukuna tries to convince himself that there is no growing heat on his face.

you pull away after a moment, resting your forehead against his as his gaze bores into you and he ignores the increasing speed of his heart.

he scoffs, “temptation.”

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[6kuna]

Nanami who just can’t help but fondle your tits when you make out…

As soon as your lips meet his, it’s like a switch flips inside him. His hands, which are always so careful and precise, lose their composed restraint. He becomes so dizzy with anticipation, that he begins thinking with his cock. And it’s telling him to kiss you until he couldn't breathe anymore.

He just doesn’t know what’s going on anymore, he just wants to kiss and make his pretty wife feel so good. He man-handles you onto the bed, crawling onto top of you, pressing his already hard erection against you, not once breaking the kiss. Large hands sliding over your hips and waist, that finally come to rest your chest.

He adores the way they fit in his large hands, giving them soft squeezes and kisses. He relishes the faces you make as he runs his calloused thumbs over the sensitive flesh. All while his knee presses into your burning core, and he thinks he could just cum at the sight of you grinding against his leg.

Muttering soft curses into the kiss, he quickly becomes a babbling mess. Both of you now grinding against each other, bodies hot and in sync. His hands playing with your perky nipples as he tries his best to keep kissing you, but it’s just getting to be too much for the poor man.

Breaking the kiss to hide his embarrassed self in the crook of your neck as he comes undone. Again. In another pair of trousers. Ruining them with his hot, sticky cum. He wishes he would’ve kept his composure so he could cum inside you but, you were just too tempting for him when he arrived home…

[6kuna]

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[6kuna]

Thinking of gripping Sukuna's thick cock so tight it hurts

"just- wait- wait- too.. too much--!"

He ignores your whimpering and gets himself another inch deeper.

It starts to sting.

Your face screws up in pain but your mouth is quickly covered by a big hand so you can't make a noise.

He sucks in a breath through his teeth and reminds you-

"I'll uncover your mouth if you're good"

Making you nod quickly-

"mmhm mhm-!"

"ahh- aah--"

"just breathe, ok?"

"mm- mmh-" you gulp and nod, with a tear trickling from one eye, down your cheek.

"you're so fucking tight-" he can barely get his words out.

And you can tell by the slight grimace on his chiseled, tattooed face that it's hurting him too.

This is the only kind of physical pain he will endure.

Being squeezed so tight by your wet, messy pussy that he can barely breathe.

Let alone move.

"fuck--" another growl comes from his chest.

"are you- you.. all the way in..?" You whisper, afraid of having your mouth forced shut again.

"uhh huh- yea, but I can't- fucking- move" he punctuates each word with a desperate bucking of his hips.

And he isn't lying.

Your grip on his thick cock is stopping him from moving an inch.

He's all but suffocating in your walls.

Your cervix is being molded to the shape of him.

The tears are flowing and his hand covers your mouth one more time.

He's starting to grunt and pant, desperate to get a few strokes in. Just a couple, in and out through your delicious walls, would do.

But no, he can only stay here and grind in you.

And that's all it takes.

Your eyes fly wide. You have no idea what's happening to your body. He's barely fucking you and the pain of his thickness and deepness is making your head spin. But the pleasure is so overwhelming and white hot that your legs start to tremble.

He knows what's coming next.

You.

"fuck-" he grunts when your pussy starts throbbing on him.

"fuck-" he growls louder when you just don't stop and he can't believe this is happening to him either but-

"ohhhh fuckkkk--" he lets out a long groan and the dripping wet, tight hole of your pussy drains him completely.

He cums so hard and deep in you that his head starts to tingle, which he rests against yours in a hot, messy display of love. And lust. And everything in between.

Until he releases your mouth and you breathe kisses into each other until you come down together.

[6kuna]

cw: slightly suggestive when nanami kento saw his wife about to leave the house in a stunning, tight sundress, he swore his whole world stopped for a moment.

“honey?”

“hm?” you glanced at him, then looked back at the mirror, trying not to stab yourself with your earring. nanami cleared his throat. “where are you going?” he asked as he walked over, standing behind you and sliding his hands around your waist.

“i’m having lunch with my friends, sweetie. i told you that this morning, remember?” you raised a brow, confused. your husband nodded dazedly, his eyes glued to your figure.

“right.” he swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. “where are you going to have lunch?” he asked, his hands gently roaming over your body, feeling the fabric of the dress he so badly wanted to tear off you.

“that cafe we always go to…” you trailed off, finally securing your earring. “are you okay?” you met his gaze through the mirror. “i do this once a month—same place, same people.”

he nodded, humming in acknowledgment. you stayed silent for a moment, trying to figure out what had him so distracted. now that your earring was in place, you became hyper-aware of his hands, their slow, deliberate movements over your hips, squeezing in that familiar way that told you he was restraining himself from acting on his desires.

oh.

a blush crept up your cheeks as you realized nanami hadn’t seen this dress on you yet. you’d just bought it last week and forgot to show him. “kento?”

you called out to him, but he seemed too entranced by the way the dress clung to your curves. he leaned in closer, burying his nose in your neck, his hands trailing down to squeeze your thighs.

you let out a startled moan, hastily covering your mouth. he inhaled deeply, the scent of your perfume overwhelming his senses.

“your friends won’t mind if you’re a few minutes late, right?”

[6kuna]

warnings: dub con, nsfw🔞, edging, exhibitionism, age gap (reader is 21 while toji is 38)

SFW

bestfriendsdad!toji who’s your first call whenever your car makes a weird noise or if some guy cheated on you because he’s the closest thing you have to a father figure

bestfriendsdad!toji always answers your calls, already sliding his slides on and grabbing his keys as he asks you what’s wrong

bestfriendsdad!toji who gets you a better deal with a mechanic or even fixes your car problems himself for free. And he always tells you to just say the word and he’d kill the motherfucker that broke your heart

bestfriendsdad!toji who loves when you come over to hangout with megumi. you always make time to politely greet him and bat those pretty lashes up at him. he wishes more snot nosed brats your age had manners like you do. you even go out of your way to watch the game with him for a bit and listen to his stories about his days fighting in the ring

bestfriendsdad!toji who never makes dinner but always does when you’re over because you always ask to help out and he loves the way you look with an apron on in his kitchen

bestfriendsdad!toji who picks you up and sets you gently on top of his bathroom counter effortlessly when you cut your finger cutting up the veggies. he spreads your legs a bit to make room for him to bandage you up nice and good. he always tells you a story to distract you when he puts stinging alcohol on your gash<3

bestfriendsdad!toji who shushes you and gently pets your head when you wince at the pain. he listens so attentively when you tell him how you can still feel the way the knife sliced through your flesh. poor baby:(

bestfriendsdad!toji who lets you borrow his favorite t-shirt because you had gotten blood on your pretty little tank top. it’s so big on you<3 he definitely didn’t give you his favorite shirt on purpose so he could smell you when he wears it after you

bestfriendsdad!toji who huffs down at you with a sweet smile when you thank him so sweetly for taking care of you. he can’t help but pull you into a deep hug when you say no one takes care of you like this

bestfriendsdad!toji who leans against his sons doorway with crossed arms (trying to seem nonchalant) to watch as you and the pink haired kid wrestle. he smirks with a proud huff when you win. he even squats in front of you as you gasp for air, brushing your hair out of your face as he gives you some tips and pointers on how to properly take someone down

bestfriendsdad!toji who didn’t even give megumi a birthday gift but secretly gets you a knife that he forces you to hold onto at all times when you’re out of the safety of his house. and of course, you don’t need it in his house, he’d protect you. he teaches you how to hold it and open it efficiently and safely. he shows you exactly where you’d have to stab to take them down quickly so you can run away by brushing his big fingers against the many vital points on your body. he doesn’t miss how your heart speeds up like a bunny when his fingers linger

bestfriendsdad!toji who overhears you telling a disgusted megumi how hot his dad is, snickering and walking away as megumi and yuji gag and yuji shouts questions at you. he thinks you’re a sweet little thing for thinking an old man like him is still attractive <33

bestfriendsdad!toji who forces you to stay the night at his house when you and megumi’s friends drink too much. and it’s not like he can just allow you to fall asleep on megumi’s uncomfortable floor, you might hurt your neck:( so he picks you up, brings you to the couch where he sips his beer while watching his show, and allows you to use his lap like a pillow. he doesn’t even mind when you drool all over his sweatpants<3

bestfriendsdad!toji who notices your outfits getting smaller and tighter as the months go on. of course he doesn’t say anything about it, he wouldn’t want you to stop showing off those pretty curves and soft skin

bestfriendsdad!toji who loves when you sneak away from your friends to chat with him in the kitchen. he laughs when you ask him if he’s got a girlfriend as you sit on the counter top with swinging legs

bestfriendsdad!toji who loves when you don’t put your seatbelt on when he gives you rides because then he gets to lean over your body to buckle you in and steal a sniff of your alluring scent. and when he can’t help but ask what type of perfume that is, you giggle and look away as you tell him that you don’t wear perfume

bestfriendsdad!toji who has tried to go on dates but they just don’t listen to him with that glint in their eyes or entertain him like you do. all they care about is money and how big of a dick he has :( he’s done dating

bestfriendsdad!toji who finally buys a membership at the local country club that has a huge pool to see you in a skimpy swim suit. you come over so often that you all have an appointed pool day so now he’s able to see you in your little bikini weekly. and when it starts to get chilly out, that’s okay! they have a jacuzzi!

NSFW

bestfriendsdad!toji who has started greeting you with a tight hug so he can feel your youthful perky breasts press up against his hard chest. you start noticing his lingering hugs and his satisfied sighs so you throw away all of your bras that same day<3

bestfriendsdad!toji who starts reintroducing hip thrusts into his workout routine for no reason at all. he even asks you to help him out by taking a seat on his lap so he can work out, apparently he lost his weights

bestfriendsdad!toji who listens with a sympathetic sigh when you tell him how mean the college boys are, you even almost tell him how ‘they never know how to make you orga-’ before you cut yourself off and blush. oh how he wishes you’d tell him what he already knows. he tells you that you should feel comfortable talking to him about anything you want as he tucks a piece of your hair behind your reddening ear

bestfriendsdad!toji who notices you bending down in front of him to show him which of your pretty little panties you chose to wear today. he isn’t entirely sure if you’re purposely doing it or not because one time megumi and yuji catch a glimpse and they burn up like a wildfire. his favorite are the black lace ones<3

bestfriendsdad!toji who places his hand on your knee under the table and gives it a squeeze at dinner with a smile when you told him about how well you tested for your midterms. you make him so proud

bestfriendsdad!toji who doesn’t take his hand off of your knee after an appropriate amount of time. he simply listens to yuji as he rambles about some new horror movie with a mouth full of food

bestfriendsdad!toji who makes you choke on your drink when his hand slides up your warm thigh and caresses the inside of it thanking god you wore shorts instead of long sweatpants

bestfriendsdad!toji massages the inside of your thigh as he takes casual bites of his food, hand so close to your now sensitive, throbbing areas that it’s spreading your lower lips with every grope. you and toji can almost hear the gentle squelch of your wet folds:((

bestfriendsdad!toji who purposely asks you questions about what yuji is spouting about to see you stutter and gulp and chuckle awkwardly in attempt to play off the fact that you’re not paying any attention to anything but his hand

bestfriendsdad!toji who slides his hand into your shorts and panties in one swift move in the middle of your sentence, separating your slick folds with two fingers all the way from the bottom where your leaking chasm is and up to your throbbing nub, causing you to cut yourself off and shove your face into your hands with a quiet gasp

bestfriendsdad!toji who feels his cock jump at the feeling of your smooth, soaking, heated pussy against his fingers as you panic to hide your pleasure in front of your best friends and his son

bestfriendsdad!toji who asks you if you’re okay, with sincere concern while his fingers are still carelessly playing with your cunt. megumi even offers to let you lay in his room for a bit if you’re not feeling good but the look toji shoots you with just a simple smug tilt to his head and naturally lidded eyes, you’re refusing his offer politely, claiming you’re totally fine like the good girl you are<3 he’s so glad to know that you know how to listen

bestfriendsdad!toji who lets you lean against his shoulder as the boys pick up on their conversation once again. the way you grip his wrist with intensity exposes just how flustered you are because of the sweet friction he’s imposing on you. he can even see the way your eyes are slightly glazed over <3

bestfriendsdad!toji who picks up his pace without care, halting his exploratory movement and instead making more precise rubs against your pleading clit. aww and the way you bite down on your bottom lip as hard as you can to stifle a moan. he knew you’d be sensitive

bestfriendsdad!toji who loses patience, shoving his middle finger into your wet chasm harshly in a single move as he clears his throat to cover the sound of your loud squelch and the little whimper that forced its way out of your throat

bestfriendsdad!toji who surprisingly leaves his finger unmoving inside your tight clenching cunt. he’s so kind<3. and fuck he can just tell that you hadn’t had a cock or anyone’s fingers inside you before because your nails dig into his wrist brutally as you attempt to cope with the feeling, legs closing to push the invasion out

bestfriendsdad!toji who forces your trembling legs open with his other hand, he’s just too strong to defy :(

bestfriendsdad!toji who takes the opportunity to start fucking his finger into you when yuji starts shouting at megumi passionately about something that you can’t hear through the thumping of your blood in your ears

bestfriendsdad!toji who ignores you when you shoot him a pleading look, he simply hooks your leg closest to him on top of his thigh so he has better access. he doesn’t even look at you:(( you’re so scared that you’ll let out an embarrassing moan in front of your best friends

bestfriendsdad!toji who smirks as you adjust your position resting the side of your head against his shoulder to rest your forehead on it instead in attempt to hide your face filled of euphoria. he rubs against your top wall where he knows your g spot is, just enough to have you curling your socks clad toes under the table, the leg that’s propped up on his thigh makes it so one of your feet can rub up against his calf in desperate attempt to cope

bestfriendsdad!toji who covers a groan of his own under a cough and a biting of his fist when he feels your pretty little hole squeeze around his finger, trying to suck it in and push it out simultaneously with all its strength

bestfriendsdad!toji who notices the way your grip gets tighter as you approach an orgasm. you’re about to cum in front of your best friends while his father’s finger is knuckle deep inside of you :(

bestfriendsdad!toji who quickly slips his finger out of you with a probable string of slick connecting your pussy to his finger, bringing your approach orgasm to a harsh stop. he wants to make you cum so badly, sweet girl. but he knows you won’t be able to stay quiet:((

bestfriendsdad!toji who sticks his wet sticky finger into his mouth, savoring your taste with stoic nonchalance. the boys assume he’s licking off some of his dinner from his fingers but you know what he’s really tasting. And when he groans that it ‘tastes so fucking good’ the boys think toji is a bit too enthusiastic about his own cooking but they think toji’s always been a bit odd so they don’t question it. You on the other hand, know exactly what he’s talking about and it’s not the italian style cuisine

bestfriendsdad!toji who makes an excuse that maybe you have a stomachache because he added a bit too many peppers in the meal that you’ve hardly touched when you let out a loud whimper at the loss of contact, bringing the boys’ attention to you and piquing their suspicion. he moves your panties and shorts back in place for you before patting your clothed pussy twice with affection<3 but it makes you jerk in need :(

bestfriendsdad!toji who says you should lie down, the boys agree with concern and toji carries you to his bed where you beg him to help you finish, pulling at his hand, trying to lead it back to your throbbing, crying pussy

bestfriendsdad!toji who tells you that you should have been a good girl and kept quiet so he could have gotten you off at the table. he tells you to get yourself off before leaving back to eat the rest of his dinner:((

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[6kuna]

HOLYYYY

warnings: dub con? (toji convinces you), brief shiu x reader, breeding, exhibitionism, age gap (reader is 21 and toji is 42) nsfw🔞 this is a long one~

you finally let the naughty devil on your shoulder win today, leading you to sneak into the men’s designated locker room and strip down to just a towel to see what happens.

toji spots you pretty fast with a brief mocking look as he wraps his towel around his hips, a silly, stupid girl who mistook the men’s as the women’s. he simply gathers his soaps for a much needed shower, and pays you no mind— after all it’s not his problem. though, he supposes a sweet little thing like you is lucky there aren’t many men here today because he can only imagine what they’d do to you as you slowly undress by that locker.

he steals a few peeks out of natural human curiosity, never being one to hold himself back in the name of ‘what’s right’, and hums to himself nonchalantly before making his way to the shower area.

catching the view of the large, muscular back of a scarred man with jet black hair waltzing into the showers, you whistle a soft song as you follow close behind, making a point to pick the shower just next to his. the showers are only separated by a half wall, much taller than you but not tall enough for toji to be unable to see over it into yours.

but toji simply washes his hair, thinking of what he’s going to get for dinner as you stand on the tips of your toes as to see over the wall and catch a glimpse of what he has hanging. a man like that has got to be packing something mean.

you’ve always had a habit of daydreaming about the attractive men you see on a day to day basis, imagining what they have in their pants and what it’d be like to suck them off or tease them. you suppose you’re a bit of a perv, but because you’re just a young girl, society seems to overlook when your stare lingers just a bit too long, trying to trace out where their dick is. and when you’re rarely able to find the outline, you love to see if it twitches when you bend down and accidentally flash your lace panties at them.

even with his eyes closed as he rinses out the soap in his hair, he senses your eyes on him— being an ex-bounty hunter has it’s perks.

he sighs when you don’t look away after five whole minutes, even stumbling over your own two feet with a cute little gasp.

“oi, he snaps at you without even looking at you, letting the water run down his chest, making you jump, “got a staring problem, kid?”

you quickly close your eyes and nonchalantly begin to massage your head with soap as the water runs down your back, feigning ignorance, “huh? you’re the one in the women’s locker room, creep.”

he immediately scoffs to himself, “illiterate and a little stupid brat.”

immediately, your eyes snap open and your face contorts in offense with a light blush. he’s still not even looking at you, making you drop your hands from your head, irritatedly giving up on the innocent act.

but you decide it’s not worth it, being unable to read the sign that reads three little letters ‘men,’ is likely a better excuse than the perverted truth of why you’re in here so you shut right up and rinse your hair out.

most, if not all of you expected this to go wildly different, imagining a group of guys cornering you into the corner of the shower, smirking at you as their cocks jump to life to prepare for the beating your pussy is about to get. but no, instead you got an asshole who doesn’t even care that you’re naked and vulnerable just beside him.

the little devil on your shoulder stomps it’s foot, steam shooting from it’s nostrils as it whispers into your ear.

you steal a quick glance at him, minding his business with closed, tired eyes while quietly washing his body. you step back until your back rests against the opposite wall, facing the one dividing the two of you and allow your fingers to find your pretty clit.

your other hand kneads your left breast as you begin to circle your nub, tilting your head back to lean on the wall with a bite to your lip.

your pussy reacts quickly, the second you walked into the men’s room acting as foreplay. your body twitches as you find the right speed and angle, eyes closed in needy concentration. the water raining down onto your chest flicks your nipples just right, pulling a whimper from you as your fingers quicken.

you don’t hold anything back, letting out every increasingly loud, desperate moan and whine as your back arches in pleasure. you use the idea of the burly, mean man being forced to listen to you get yourself off as if he’s not even real, simply a taboo fantasy and acting as a means to your release.

you don’t even notice when another man walks into the shower room who chooses to take the shower behind you, until you feel their large fingers slowly raking through your hair and massaging your scalp.

you flinch at the sensation and your glazed over eyes flutter open, swipes against your clit slowing as you turn your head to see who’s touching you in slight shock.

“shh, keep going,” they coo behind you in a raspy tone, voice obviously coming from above the wall— leading you to belief they’re tall enough to see over it.

if his voice weren't so sexy, you might have stopped. but it is, and seeing Toji continue to shower, as if he couldn’t care less, only urges you to push things further.

so you whine as you slide two fingers into your pulsing chasm, quickly growing frustrated because of how difficult the angle is. you lift your leg into a bend as to give yourself more access but it’s just too hard to keep your leg up. before it falls, a rough hand quickly grasps the underside of your knee and holds it up for you, making you whimper a ‘t-thank you— thank you.”

he chuckles as you start furiously finger fucking yourself, imagining the man massaging your head was the one stuffing you up.

after one sloppy, gross lick to your outer ear, you gasp and shake as you cum abruptly.

“very nice,” the man coos into your ear before gently letting go of your leg and untangling his fingers from your hair.

you slump into the wall, legs shaking as you catch your breath, but the dreadful post orgasm disgust begins to creep in, making you cringe to yourself slightly.

but your little moment of reflection is cut off by your shower curtain being yanked open harshly. your eyes snap open at the mean black haired man who steps into your shower and closes the curtain behind him as you instinctively shrink into the corner as if to soon be devoured. your eyes flicker to the shower that was behind you, finding that the other man had already left. your eyes quickly glue back to the large man looming in front of you after confirming no one else seems to be here.

even though you were so shameless before, it’s like you’re another person now that you got yourself off, shaky hands flying to cover your nipples and genitals as your wide eyes gaze up at him like a scared bunny. you’re not even trying to ogle at his bobbing cock now, amusing toji even further.

he slyly smiles as he takes a step towards you, soaking up the way you flinch and shake your head ‘no.’ he’s not even sure if you know what you’re saying no to because he hasn’t even said anything yet, blinded by fear of the unpredictable predator invading your space.

he chuckles down at you as he uses one arm to cage you under him, his body hunched so he can be closer to your eye level.

“no?” his voice makes you jump, your hands clenching your private areas tighter in protection, “aww but you were so eager when shiu had his hands on you.”

your brows twitch in confusion, piecing together that he knows the man who was massaging your scalp and holding your leg up.

you shake your head in denial, in spite of the both of you knowing he’s right, making him huff in amusement.

you gulp, eyes briefly widening as his free hand begins to jerk in your lower peripheral.

he watches you with glazed eyes and slightly parted lips as you slowly rake your eyes down. your own lips part in a gasp when your gaze lands on his large cock being jerked by his scarred hand, just inches from making contact with your lower tummy.

he grunts lowly at your reaction before quickly gripping and lifting your leg that was previously being held up by ‘shiu’ and practically making your other foot come off of the ground with his raw strength. your hand covering your breasts flies to the wall behind you to stabilize yourself with a whine, seemingly prioritizing stability over modesty.

he growls when you don’t take your hand away from your pussy, “you wanted this, didn’t you? comin into the men’s room and touching that pretty pussy in front of two dirty men? surely you didn’t think you’d leave here un-fucked.”

you inhale as an anxious pout makes its way to your face, avoiding his gaze as he nudges his face into the side of yours before licking a stripe up your neck. the fantasy you came in here with is vastly different than actually experiencing it, making you regret ever listening to the little devil who’s blushing on your shoulder.

you shiver in anticipation as he begins to suck on the skin of your throat, your hand on the wall hesitantly moving to grasp his veiny forearm caging you in.

he hums in appreciation of your slow progress to opening yourself up, taking the opportunity to take a step closer and using his free hand to rub his cock head against your hand covering your pussy.

“open up, little one,” he sings threateningly into your neck, lips roughly brushing up to nibble your ear.

you whine as you take your shaky hand away and expose yourself to him, moving it to gently lie on his scarred shoulder.

“b-be gentl—”

you let out a broken scream when he doesn’t even give you a warning, bullying the entirety of his cock into your little hole at once.

he groans long and guttural as his feet shuffle to keep himself lodged inside your tight pussy, the sting of your fingernails piercing his shoulder and forearm is insignificant in comparison to the heaven you were hiding.

you gasp for air as he throws his head back and lets out ‘hahh,’ over and over as if it hurts to be inside of you. and yet, he’s making absolute fucking sure that he doesn’t slip out, even though your shocked chasm is pushing the intrusion out with all it’s little might.

you can feel the thin tissue at the bottom of your entrance tearing and stinging. you notice how your hip bones seem to move to accommodate his abnormal size, as they’re built to do for childbirth.

“you can barely keep me in, huh? can you feel me in here, baby?” he coos at you in a teasing manner as your legs shake and a gleam covers your eyes, pressing down just above your bellybutton and against the bulge of his tip intruding on your guts.

you both gasp and groan painfully at the intense euphoria of making your already miserably tight hole even more snug. he can feel the bone like tissue that makes up his cock under the soft skin shift as your tunnel attempts to eject him. toji’s overall size as a man is vastly larger than your small form, making it feel as though you were never meant to mate.

as if displeased with your lack of words, he picks up your other leg and hooks them both over his forearms, squeezing the fat of your ass before bucking up into you once.

you scream with clenched brows and toes, nails so deep in his shoulders that blood trickles down and washes away down the drain.

“i asked you a question— shit— or is my cock distracting that air head of yours?” he teases you, forehead pressing into yours as his intense green eyes stare into yours.

you gulp between heavy breaths and nod frantically, “n-no! i can! i c-can feel it— tearing me open!” you whine pathetically, answering his question from before. toji didn’t actually need an answer, the question was obviously rhetorical and meant to mock you but he just fucking loves to show off the control he already has over you.

“yeah?” he whispers, leaning into your mouth and breathing directly into your mouth, “wanna feel more?” and it sounds like a fucking threat, making your eyes widen.

you know how sex works, the idea that you have to move in and out to actually achieve the obvious but you find your heart dropping into your ass at his insinuation that he wants to push that monstrosity of genitalia in and out of your cute little pussy that’s made for four inchers.

“w-wa-wait—!” you shout into his mouth before he cuts you off with his tongue licking into your mouth in a nasty old man kind of way as his hips start to snap up into your core. it’s as if he’s fucking his tongue and his cock into you, making you choke on both.

“nope— ngh— just gotttaa—” he grunts into your mouth and halts his thrusts to instead hold his hips flush to yours, wiggling up and down instead of pushing in and out as if he’s trying to make room for himself, “— break you open a bit.”

your head spins and leans back against the wall, eyes rolling back when a metaphorical ‘pop!’ sound comes from your certix.

and you swear that maybe that sound wasn’t just in your head when he smiles into your lips and breathes out, ‘hooo— there we go.”

“w-what was that! where are you?” you squeak in pain and sink your teeth into his bottom lip with a whimper, as if you’re trying to make him feel just a fraction of the pain that ‘pop!’ felt like for you.

he hisses at the yummy sting and licks your teeth and top lip, making you retract your canines.

“it’s— ngh— a little spot,” he coos, making you look down as he points at a spot just above your belly button and to the right a smidge, “riight here.”

he gently begins to rock his hips like he’s trying to show you where, and you immediately gasp at the sensation. it feels as though he’s stuck inside you, like his tip is lodged just beneath your cervix in a little cubby built like a one car parking garage attempting to fit a monster truck.

“yeaahhh, you feel it, don’t you?” he purrs but it seems like he’s gritting the words out, attempting to speak through the relentless squeeze of your cubby around his tip.

“ye- yes! feel it! feel it,” you babble stupidly, making him nuzzle his head into yours affectionately, hips unrelenting from rocking against you. he just loves the look on your contorted face when you both feel the tug of your cubby pulling on his tip.

“feels like it’s just fucking—,” he grazes his teeth against your cheek and nibbles on your ear before moving back to lap at your cheek, “—impossible to push me out, right?”

you immediately nod frantically, tears beginning to fall from your eyes in equal parts pleasure and pain. it feels as though he wouldn’t be able to pull out to push back in even if he tried, like he’s penetrated past possibility, though you’re pretty sure he’s just locked into a hidden gushy space under your cervix.

“impossible,” you slur in affirmation, subconsciously rutting your hips down against his rocking ones as if he could even get any deeper.

“mmm— actually, not quite impossible,” he smirks like a threat before abruptly jerking his hips away from you, making you gasp loudly as he dislodges from his little temporary cozy home violently.

“n-no! back! go back!” you whine, pathetically in spite of how painful it was, yearning for the world of deep physical connection he’s open your eyes to.

he chuckles into your lips and begins sloppily making out with your weak lips, uncaring how terribly you’re doing kissing him back as he starts to hump into you harshly.

every thrust earns you a sexy grunt or if you’re lucky, a guttural groan to mix with your whines.

your eyes basically roll to the back of your skull when he somehow holds you up with one arm while using the other hand to swipe against your screaming clit.

you can’t help but keep your lips parted so he can bully his tongue into you instead of even attempting to kiss him back, overthrown by the intensity of your second orgasm of the night approaching quickly.

“cumming, baby? cumming?” he breathes, making you whine and nod as your terribly tight cunt clenches down even harder.

he hisses in surprise and his pace triples, his balls tightening up as ropes of cum threaten to impregnate you.

“cumming in a nasty fucking gym bathroom with a— hahh!—guy you don’t even know, bet you fantasize about this shit, huh?” he rasps shakily, making it obvious that he’s teetering on the edge.

“n-no!i d-don’t!” you scream stupidly as you cum, white flashing over your vision as your body goes limp, twitching violently between subtle shakes, forcing him to abandon your clit and push you to lean on his chest so your head is tucked into his burly neck.

“gonna get you pregnant, gonna make you have my baby you pretty slut,” he babbles, pussy drunk and not thinking clearly as his hips still against yours, his brain cells being milked out of his cock and into your yearning uterus like a fucking go-gurt.

and you can’t even protest, too weak to speak so you bite into his neck meanly, like you’re trying to punish him.

“shit!— you brat,” he grunts, irritatedly as the last of his cum dribbles out to join the rest in their pursuit to your uterus. despite biting him as if you despise him and him insulting you while filling you to the brim, there’s still a deep affection between you as you gently soothe the bite marks with your tongue, causing him to hiss softly but ultimately hum in approval as he kneads your ass.

after a few moments of the both of you gasping for air and sharing a long, unmoving kiss, he finally pulls out and lets his cum pour out of you.

“l-lots of cum,” you whine as it runs down your leg and pools on the shower floor, legs wobbling as he sets you down to stand. he holds you up and his brows twitch in empathy as he gazes at his milky evidence escaping your pussy.

your words make him curse at himself. he has to clench his eyes shut briefly as to think of something disgusting, like what’s on the floor of this shower you both have your bare feet on, to make his cock stay down.

“uh— yeah— my bad,” he sighs and rubs comforting, sympathetic circles into your hips as he holds you up, “let’s clean you up.”

he feels like a goddamn idiot as he then washes out your pussy, blasting water into your hole and scooping out his sperm futilely as he promises you that you won’t get pregnant. maybe you’ll get some kind of mild infection from the water being sprayed into you but he assumes that’s better than having his child. he has to stop himself from literally slapping himself when you tell him you’re twenty one, growing more thorough in cleaning his cum from your fertile body after you lay that information on him— even though you giggle when he tells you that he’s twice your age.

he feels even dumber when he carries you to an uber that he fucking paid for and gives you his number.. just in case.. before joining shiu in the car.

and just as shiu is about to say something, toji interrupts him with a hand raised to shut him up.

“don’t fucking say a word, asshole.”

——

mean, pervy toji pls just one chance-

[6kuna]

warnings: suggestive 🔞 empty threat of cutting off your head lol

when sukuna takes some of his little brothers edibles, he doesn’t even recognize you— so he identifies you the only way he knows how.

“who the fuck are you? and why are you in my house?” he snaps at you as you walk into the room, high out of his mind.

you blink at him. “your girlfriend, dumbass.”

his brows perk up and he even looks to yuji for confirmation who simply shrugs as he shoves his face with popcorn.

he abruptly yanks your shirt up without warning, covering your face to eye what’s important here— your assets. you sigh, unfazed and far too accustomed to this behavior.

“okay aand that’s my cue,” yuji clears his throat and politely exits the room, acting as if he didn’t just see his twin brother’s girlfriend’s bare tits bounce out of her shirt.

"hmm, yes, this will do just fine," he declares, his voice authoritative as he deems your tits sufficient.

"woman!" he barks, snapping at you and you lazily raise a hand, muttering, "present,” making him jump but act as if he didn’t— seemingly forgetting your tits are connected to your body.

he releases your shirt to reveal your face before kneeling and pantsing you, yanking down your sweatpants along with your panties to examine your pussy.

you watch him with bored lidded eyes, this sort of thing happens more often than one would expect— so by now, you're used to it.

“what do you think, kuna? good enough for you?” you tease, but being so intoxicated, he hums affirmatively, and then throws you over his shoulder with a grunt before tossing you on his bed.

you huff in amusement as he crawls over you like a predator, caging you under his large form.

"we shall see... and if you're lying," he murmurs, leaning in close to your ear, his tone dark and menacing, "i’ll cut off that pretty little head and keep it as a trophy." He nips at your neck, a silly gesture following his violent threat.

“right. do what you need to, sukuna.” you mutter in indifference as he rips your clothes off of you and pushes your thighs apart to take a good look at your bare pussy.

“if you truly are my woman, your pussy would be shaped specifically for my cock. lets put it to the test, shall we?”

and throughout the rest of the night, when your thoughts aren’t being fucked into mush, all you can think about is finding out who yuji’s dealer is so you can buy more.

——

lil draft while i work on longer fics <3

[6kuna]

tf!sukuna x reader, tongue fucking, been thinkin abt this for a minute

thinking about trueform!sukuna who encourages you to sit on his chest after you he fucks you. he claims it’s because he loves the feeling of your naked warmth on his skin, even though he produces more heat than you.

this keeps happening, so you think nothing of it whenever he’s shifting you on top of him after a long night.

trueform!sukuna who rests a pair of arms behind his head and the other lays a little too delicately on your waist. it’s not normal for him to be this gentle, so you’re already raising your brow at the action.

and when he does tighten his grip, you can only gasp out. the mouth that resides on his stomach has appeared, and its tongue is now rolling against you with such fervor! and you try to escape, you really do. but the crushing grip he has on your weak body makes sure you go nowhere until he’s ready and done with you.

he doesn’t stop until he’s drawn two more orgasms out from you just with the tongue! when he finally loosens up and the tongue disappears from underneath you, you’re falling flat against the large expanse of his open chest to catch your breath. you’re so tired and overstimulated, but you won’t deny how good it felt.

trueform!sukuna who coos at you, telling you not to be like that when you slide off of him and refuse for him to touch you. it takes a couple of minutes of convincing for him to coax you back into his arms, and he promises that he won’t pull anything like that again. for the rest of the day, that is.

and his lips curl into a wicked smile the next time you too are in his wide bed. he doesn’t even tell you to do anything! but the pressure he feels on his lower belly as you straddle him tells him exactly what you're aching for tonight.

[6kuna]

Rapist!König thots™ 🩸

TW: DARK CONTENT, NON-CON/RAPE. MDNI 18+

Going on a date with König, but he gets you intoxicated and pulls over into a secluded area and has his perverted form of fun with your limb, numb, and semi-conscious body. It's not like you can fight back. It doesn't matter, you won't remember a single thing. What did you expect from a sick, depraved degenerate like König? That he wasn't going to take advantage of this opportunity in front of him? Naïve, you are.

The smell of alcohol is evident and pungent against his nostrils, he can taste it on your soft lips. He can smell the expensive and luxurious perfume he'd gifted you as an attempt to win you over, to gain your trust and loyalty. The exhaustion and drunkenness in your glossy, gleaming eyes and the way you become so pliant is addictive. The thought of taking you in as his own personal rape doll is overwhelming — a thought that eats away at his ill brain, similar to the way the guilt swallows him whole.

Who are you to deny König? He paid for your meal, the drinks that would leave you in this state. You should've known better, Liebling. That dress was calling his name, egging him on until he couldn't hold himself back.

[6kuna]

almost a year since this iconic post