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[dark-and-kawaii]

Nanami Kento, who enjoys it when you tug on his tie, forcing his mouth back to yours as you bounce frantically on his lap, chasing your high.

The same man who's impressive girth makes you feel utterly stuffed, stretching you to your absolute limits.

"That's it, my love," he always whispers, "Ride me just like that."

Nanami Kento, who can be gentle one minute, and the next, will throw you on your shared bed and fuck you senseless.

The same man whose hands grip your ass- spreading your cheeks as his tongue licks up and down your slit. That man who has his head between your legs for hours, making you cum so many times that your thighs shake and your toes curl- his mouth the perfect wet heat.

Nanami Kento, the one whose lips will be red and swollen when he emerges from between your legs, the same man who kisses you- the taste of your juices lingering on his tongue as he holds your face in his hands, the one whose fingers will caress your cheeks and whisper how much he loves the taste of you, "... Just like honey."

The same man who will fuck you until the sun rises- the one who will never stop until you cum so many times you pass out against his chest, his name the only word on your lips even as you slumber.

Nanami Kento, who without fail, always wakes up before you just so he can watch you sleep for a few moments before getting out of bed.

The same man who is still amazed that you're still here with him despite his dangerous occupation.

Nanami Kento, who makes you the perfect cup of coffee every morning. He spent weeks secretly learning your exact preference.

The same man who's frame curls protectively around you, his arms wrapping around your waist as he leans against the counter while you sip on your cup.

Nanami Kento, who keeps a small photo of you in his wallet. The same photo he takes out at times when he's in a mission, when he needs to ground himself and remember why he has to come back alive.

The same man whose eyes will always find yours, even in a crowd- the one who will always know when you need him and where.

Nanami Kento, who would give up everything he's built for himself just to live on a beach somewhere- anywhere- with you, his wife.

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୨୧ — The soft splashing of water and gentle scrapes of your nails against his scalp made Sukuna’s eyes grow heavy, lashes falling shut as you worked behind him. Your presence was… soothing, he admitted privately in his head- a word he’d never associated with anything before you.

"You’re quiet tonight," you murmur, your breath warm against his ear. The gentle curve of your stomach presses against his back, and he could feel his unborn child’s curse energy- what little he could feel promised that the brat was going to be strong.

He didn’t answer immediately, too lost in the feeling of your fingers threading through his hair. The king of curses, feared across lands, reduced to this- nearly purring under a pregnant woman’s gentle ministrations. The thought should have enraged him. Instead, he found himself leaning further back, his massive frame carefully controlled to avoid crushing you and that belly of yours.

Truth is, Sukuna couldn’t find the words to explain how your simple touch was undoing centuries of telling himself he couldn’t feel anything. How the sound of your humming as you focused on him made something in his chest constrict painfully… and how your swollen belly against his back filled him with a terrifying kind of joy and pride.

"Does it feel good at least?" You asked softly, working through a particularly stubborn tangle. The mouth on his stomach merely sighed in contentment.

"Mm," was all he could manage as he felt your smile against his shoulder, your lips brushing his skin in a whisper of a kiss.

Water droplets caught in his lashes as he opened his eyes partially, watching your shadow play across the room. Your fingers traced one of the black markings that adorned his body, and he tch’d at the fact he had to suppress a shudder.

"Suku-… Ryomen, tell me what troubles you, I can practically hear you thinking," your voice was barely above a whisper this time, your hands stilling on him, and for a moment, only the sound of dripping water filled the silence.

His multiple hands clenched into fists, "You're making me weak," he accused, "ruining me," he muttered.

Your hands moved to his shoulder, working a knot he hadn’t even realized was there, "m’not," you smiled, "I'm loving you. There's a difference."

Love... that dreaded word, and of course his child chose that moment to kick against your belly, as if agreeing with you. The little shit wasn’t even born yet and it was already picking sides.

"I should have killed you, spread your legs open and fucked your corpse," Sukuna sneered.

Sukuna could feel it, how that innocent smile of yours seared against his spine, followed by the melodious sound of laughter escaping your lips. Before you could think, the world shifted and you found yourself beneath his towering form, the waters surface fracturing into a thousand ripples around your bodies. His massive hand tapped your wrists above your head, another gripped your hip while the remaining two pressed where you womb was- where his child flourished, his hands trembling ever so slightly with the effort of gentle restraint.

He stared down at you, the water dripping from his hair leaving tracks along your face and neck, almost like blood from a fresh kill, but your eyes held no fear - only understanding. The mouth on his stomach hung open breathing heavily, "What have you done to me? I want to tear your heart out and rip your head off, but I also can't bear the thought of losing you, or that brat."

Slipping your arms around his neck, you smiled up at him, "Nothing you haven’t allowed."

"Watch your tongue, little lamb." The threat was hollow, and you both knew it. The kiss that followed was ever so desperate, sloppy and violent in its tenderness, but damn did it taste like the sweetest sin… Your response back- how you kissed him in return, your spit mingling with his, a soft moan on your tongue… It was better than any scream of terror he’d ever drawn from human lips. And he knew from that alone, you’d been right.

You hadn't done a thing he didn’t allow.

And for once, he didn't fight it.

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You shiver as Oikawa pushes you against the storage closet wall, “I don’t think they’ll mind if I’m late to practice, do you?” His athletic body firmly against yours, your legs trembling as his fingers trail under your skirt.

Your breath hitches as he rubs you through your panties, the wetness making the fabric stick, “W-We shouldn’t do this here, T-Toru. We could get c-caught…”

He kisses along your jaw, nipping at the skin, his lips traveling over the sensitive skin of your ear, his teeth pulling gently at the lobe, “That just makes it more exciting, doesn't it, bunny? Be a good girl for me, tell me what I want to hear.”

“P-please,” you stammer, face flushed scarlet.

Oikawa's signature smirk widens as he leans in close, those long lashes batting at you, his nose brushing against yours, his hot breath on your mouth, his lips barely touching yours, “What happened to those pretty manners?” he taunts, making you squirm, “Beg properly for your captain.”

Your words dissolve into incoherent moans as he works you over thoroughly, his fingers teasing the soft flesh of your inner thighs, his long fingers slipping in and out of you with ease. Your hands claw at the wall behind you, the rough texture of it catching at your skin, the friction burning but not nearly as much as the heat pooling between your legs.

“Mn’Toru~ please, please, I want it, p-please fuck me~ aahhhnnn~” you whimper, the knot in your core tightening, the pressure building, the heat becoming unbearable.

“That’s it, just like that pretty girl,” Oikawa coos, his tongue dragging up the column of your neck, leaving a slick trail of saliva, “Say it again, come on, tell your captain what you want.”

His pace quickens, his fingers rubbing the spongy spot inside you, making your eyes roll back, “I-I want you to f-fuck me, please~ n’make it hard for me to walk, mmmhhaaa~ please, Captain~~”

Slipping another finger into your sloppy mess of a hole, your breasts press against his chest, the buttons of his shirt catching on your nipples, his other hand cupping one of your breasts through the fabric, pinching the tender bud between his fingers.

You let out a loud whine when you felt his fingers suddenly disappear from your needy hole. You were so close, just a little more.

“I should be late to practice more often,” he winks, admiring your thoroughly debauched state, his hand slick with your essence, his own pants painfully tight, his dick pressing uncomfortably against the zipper.

“T-Toru, don't tease me anymore, please I need it, I-I'll be good, I-I promise, p-please just fuck me already~” you huff, tears pricking the corners of your eyes, the desperation for him to fill you with his cock growing.

Oikawa laughs, a sound so pure and genuine it makes you melt. He loves how needy you can be, loves when you call him by his name so sweetly and call him Captain, it gets him every time, “alright, alright, bunny. How can I say no to a face like that~ you're lucky you're so cute, I don't know how I managed to keep my hands off you until now.”

You could feel your panties being pulled down and his hand on your ass, his fingers kneading the soft flesh, and then you feel the hard tip of his cock pressing against your entrance, your slick dripping down his shaft.

“Now, let’s see if we get caught.”

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Your writing is chefs kiss but have you considered ino 😌

I have!!!

And I am working on something for our precious kohai ♡ ♡ ♡

Just look at him <333 he’s going to be such a pathetic babbling mess while fucking reader xoxo or maybe he’s going to be the one getting fucked hahaha

I have three other stories I’ll post first but then he will be given the love he deserves <333

It’ll be posted on @sinkuna

- 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓌𝒾 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜

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Really fighting the urge not to smack your new avatar pic 😋🍑👋🏼

You just know it would giggle in the best way possible ♡

*sigh* I always daydream about wearing leopard panties around all the hot fictional men (╥‸╥)

- 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓌𝒾 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜

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Years later and I still want Ushijima to eat my ass and get me pregnant.

*sigh*

Like can you even blame me?!?

LOOK AT HIM!!!!

Got me like:

*sigh* Thank god vibrators and toys were invented.

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KIWI!!! What’s your opinion on watersports? •⩊•

( Inlove with your writing btw!!! (≧◡≦) ♡ )

Ew, gross, BLAHG…. Just kitten, I LOVE it!!!

Honestly it’s one of my biggest kinks to read/write about especially when the guy uses reader as a urinal. The next one would be lactation, absolutely delicious!!!!

I’ve written a few stories on it but sadly I lost like two. Rest in spaghetti.

I was actually working on a piece for it!!! Whaaaa omg I’m going to share a teaser!!! Just for you baby xoxo

"Disgusting little whore," he growls, "getting off on being treated like actual garbage. Look how that greedy cunt swallows every up- gonna fill you up till you’re nice a bloated, till that tummy of yours is sloshing around with my piss."

You sob and writhe beneath him, pussy clenching desperately around his fat cock as he brutalizes your aching hole. The first splash of hot piss makes your head fuzzy- the room spinning, your thoughts muddled, focused purely on the heat that fills you.

It feels dirty, so incredibly filthy- but you feel the tightness in your core, the heat of your arousal spilling out between your thighs, and you realize you're enjoying every single moment.

The sensation of his piss, the thick, warm liquid pouring deep inside of you, sloshing against your gummy walls as he rocks his hips into you… The wet, squelching sounds and the musky smell of urine- the thought of how incredibly wrong it is- all of it brings you over the edge… Until finally you wail out, back arching as you cum, pussy throbbing and fluttering around the massive cock stretching you wide.

"F-fuck..." the man above you stutters, his face scrunching in pleasure, "that’s it, take it like the urinal you are," he taunts, continuing to fuck you through the steady stream, "cant even hold it all in, leaking everywhere like a broken toilet."

Thank you for the looooooove <33333

And if this is for a specific jjk man then i will have it posted over on @sinkuna

- 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓌𝒾 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜

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╰┈➤ Gojo Satoru, who’s forced to attend one of your fancy dinner parties, but it doesn’t stop him from fingering you under the table until you’re soaking through your dress. Later he bends you over in the coat closest and fucks you so hard it feels like he’s going to split you open.

"S-Satoru- mn’its sh‘too deep- th-they’ll hear-"

He just shrugs and pulls out.

"Does it matter?"

"I-i guess m’not."

"That’s my girl." Gojo grins and pushes his cock back into your swollen pussy, battering your cervix until you have to bite his suit jacket to stop from screaming. He’s being extra mean so you can’t walk properly the rest of the night, not without a sore pussy and his cum dripping down your thighs. It’s okay though, you have him to hold on to.

╰┈➤ Nanami Kento, who ties you spread eagle to the bed, blindfolded with his work tie as he spends hours edging you with his tongue and fingers until you're a sobbing mess babbling for him. When he finally fucks you, it's hard and fast, your legs hooked over his arms, the wet slapping sound of skin on skin, the feel of his teeth on your throat. He’s been away on a mission for so long, and you're so grateful for his attention.

You can hear how the headboard cracks the wall behind you, and you’re sure his neighbors are going to be pissed but neither of you care, too wrapped up in each other. His large body pinning you down with your legs hung over his shoulders, forcing orgasm after orgasm until it feels like your brain leaks out through your pussy, and still Nanami fucks you like he intends to go all night.

The world goes white when you feel him swelling and twitching within you, spilling hot sticky ropes of cum deep inside you, filling you until you feel like your belly is about to burst- his lips on yours as he whispers how much he missed you. He keeps moving even as his cock softens, fucking his own cum into you.

It takes a couple more rounds and one long shower before you're finally curled up in his arms, both of you sated, exhausted, and ready for the weekend to begin.

╰┈➤ Toji Fushiguro, but it's those massive hands gripping your throat while he pounds you against the wall, leaving nice handprint bruises that mark you for days while his fat cock stirs up your insides. His fingers squeezing just enough to make your mind foggy and your vision blur as he praises in your ear what a good slut you are, taking his cock so deep.

"Tooojiiii! fuck, I- I can't-hnnnng~ | c-can't brea-the, l- hah~ p-please-ahn!"

His grip tightens slightly, but he releases it just in time before you can blackout, and you greedily take a few desperate gasps, his cock hitting you so deep you swear you can feel him in your tummy.

"I can feel my dick hitting your womb," he tilts his head back, "going to fuck my little brat so hard, fill your tight pussy full of my cum til' you're overflowing with it. Would'ya like that?

He's grinning, knowing he's got you, and all you can do is nod, mouth open in a silent scream as you cream around him.

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Nanami Kento always takes care of you when he comes home from work, gripping your waist and hauling you effortlessly onto his desk like you weigh nothing. The way his fingers press into your soft thighs sends the most wonderful chill along your spine, goosebumps rising in their wake before he flips up your skirt around your waist, loving the sight of how wet you are already.

Nanami Kento, who always looks at you with tender eyes as he asks, "were you thinking of me while I was away?" before sliding two fingers through your slick folds, "you’re absolutely soaked for me." and slowly sinks down to his knees in front of you so he can bury his face between your thighs. 

Nanami Kento, who takes his time with you, treating you like the most precious thing he's ever held, "You're so beautiful," he whispers against your inner thigh, his warm breath making that pretty head of yours dizzy. His lips brushing against your skin in feather light kisses, working their way higher with careful attention. Each touch worshipful, making your heart flutter in your chest.

Nanami Kento, who when he finally reaches your center, like always, he pauses to place that sweet greeting, a gentle kiss that makes your toes curl every time. And with a simple smirk, he can never resist giving one of your delicate folds a playful nip, drawing out those sweet noises he adores so much, “so sweet, just like honey bread.” he murmurs against your slick wet heat, his tongue delving in between your wet lips, lapping up your juices and humming at the taste. His blonde locks, once neatly slicked back now fall around his face tickling your inner thighs. 

Nanami Kento, who’s dress shirt strains against his biceps as he holds you spread open, completely at his mercy, forcing you to take every devastating lick and suck, "you can take it." Your hands scrabble desperately against the polished wood as he alternates between fucking you with his tongue and sucking on your now swollen clit. The dual assault causing literal hearts to form in your eyes as your lower belly starts to tighten.

Nanami Kento, whose tongue wriggles inside you with practiced skill, mapping every inch of your velvety walls. He always explores you thoroughly, committing each and every detail of you to memory- the way you clench around his tongue, how your thighs quiver when he hits that perfect spot, the little gasps and whimpers that fall from your lips, and how your nails leave traces of this evening on his desk.

Nanami Kento, who finally sends you over the edge. Your back arching off the desk as you squirt hard against his mouth, clear juices gush all over his tongue and dribbling down his chin. The love of your life, who is right there with you, lapping up every drop, "That taste," he whispers, "I'll be thinking about it all day tomorrow at work. Counting the hours until i can have you again." The sight of you, spread wide, flushed, and panting on his desk has his cock rock hard, but he ignores his own need, his only concern being you, his lovely little wife. So he doesn't stop, instead he just groans before diving back in, determined to wring another orgasm from your oversensitive body.

You thrash and writhe as he continues his sweet torture, until your vision starts to blur as another peak builds rapidly, "Gonna make you cum until you pass out on my tongue," he promises before flicking your clit between his teeth. And when you cum again on his lips, he still persists, your body feeling as if it's floating away as consciousness starts to slip. Only when your legs go completely limp does he finally pull back, his chin and lips glistening with your abundant release. His chuckle the last thing you hear before passing out, utterly destroyed by your husband’s, Nanami Kento's masterful tongue.

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I’ve moved over to @sinkuna for all my jjk work xoxo

I hate how messy this blog is looking and would like to keep all my jujutsu kaisen pieces over on one spot.

@sinkuna is where I’ll be posting all my jjk work

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Listen, I really just need Nanami to slap my face with his cock and smear his precum on my lips.

That’s it, that’s the post ♡

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Nanami Kento, the one who entwines his fingers with yours as his cock fucks you at a punishing pace.

The man who’s cock is so large it feels like it’s crushing your womb, and each time you whimper his hand gives yours a reassuring squeeze before kissing away the tears that escape your eyes.

Nanami Kento, a gentleman through and through- even during the throes of passion.

Who is so handsome with his tousled blond hair and the most alluring eyes you have ever seen. The one with the strong jaw that clenches with every thrust.

Nanami Kento, whose breath hitches as he buries his face in the crook of your neck and bites his lip when your walls clench around him so nicely. Your ever loving, attentive, Nanami, who tries desperately to hold back so many noises because he wants to hear yours. 

The man who when he can't hold back, whispers your name against your lips, moans it in your ear and makes you see stars, calling to you over and over as if you're his only anchor to this world.

Nanami Kento, whose hips are unyielding, driving his cock into you over and over and over again. He is relentless, his stamina god like, and the only thing that keeps you grounded is the feeling of his sweaty skin against  yours- his lips ghosting over yours and his cock stretching your pussy so wide you can’t help but wonder if it’ll ever return to normal.

Who pulls out seconds before cumming so he can paint your pretty tummy with his cum- stroking himself through his orgasm, watching as he paints you like a canvas, admiring the masterpiece that is you with his lips slightly parted. 

Nanami Kento, the man who leans over you afterwards- his cum dripping down your stomach and onto the bed as he presses a tender kiss to your lips and tells you how beautiful you are. The same man who always pulls you to his chest- his strong arm wrapping around you while whispering sweet nothings in your ear, never caring if his own spunk ends up on him too. 

Who cradles you in his arms- his embrace a sanctuary where you always sleep safely… where you always feel cherished and time seems to stand still. His breath tickling the nape of your neck as he inhales your scent, committing to memory before drifting off to sleep. His lips curved with a beautiful smile, his features softened by pure contentment.

You can see it in his eyes, feel it in his touch- an undeniable warmth, and taste it from his lips… This is a man who has never truly known love until now.

Nanami Kento, who doesn’t just fuck you, but instead makes love to you as if each moment were a precious farewell- as if each night would be his last. Pouring his heart into every fleeting second.

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I want to take a minute to say thank you to everyone who fell in love with my oc Kieran, the menace of all menaces. I really didn’t expect to receive the love I’ve gotten when it comes to him.

There’s quite a few things in my ask box about him and I can’t wait to answer them!!!

So thank you everyone for that xoxo here’s a little thang~

Kieran, who will have you in a chokehold, quite literally. His muscular arm wraps tightly around that delicate neck of yours, the same neck he’s threatened to snap if you don’t comply and be a good girl. Those words always making you a wet mess, hells how it makes his cock twitch.

Locking you in place, your body pressed against him as his thick cock splits that tight cunt of yours, churning up your insides while rearranging your guts. He’ll have your eyes rolling back, make you drool till it’s dribbling from your lips to those perfect tits he loves to pinch so much. This tiefling will have you sobbing in his hold as he forces multiple orgasms from you.

“You’re strangling my cock so nicely, doll.” he gives a grunt, hips jerking up into your fluttering cunt, “and making such a mess- squirting everywhere like the little slut you are for me.”

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So you've abandoned your husband Zevlor....disappointed in you 😔 (joking)

Abandoned, but never forgotten lol

Perhaps one day I shall write about him again.

- 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓌𝒾 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜

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You ask your sweet loving Choso to smack you around during sex~

Cw: face slapping - big dick Cho - stretched pussy - he gets all teary eyed ♡

Choso hesitates, "Are... you sure that's okay?" His cheeks already tinged pink, and his hand trembles slightly, uncertain, as he searches your face with visible concern.

But your breathless moan of, "yesss~ please Cho~ wan' you to get rough~" makes his blush deepen further and he nearly dies on the spot when you continue to beg... And fuck, the way you stare up at him with such trust makes his hesitation break.

So, as his cock stretches you out perfectly, your gummy walls cling to him tightly with the anticipation of the rough fucking he's about to give you. The way you feel wrapped around him right now has his breath hitching and his cock throbbing, he never knew someone could get off on something like this... Pulling his hips back, until only the tip of him is still nestled inside you, his grip on you tightens, his breath shallow, and the instant you think that he is just going to slowly press in again, his hips snap forward so roughly that the breath is knocked from your lungs and you nearly scream

His hand never once stopped shaking as he finally obliges, but the impact is harder than he attended... And your head lolls to the side from the force of his smack. It all happened so fast, your eyes rolled to the back of your head before your lashes closed as consciousness slipped away. Despite it, you still cum, your pussy fluttering around his shaft and drenching him with your slick.

Choso immediately stops, eyes wide with not only fear but tears brimming as you lie beneath him limp. His voice cracking as a tear falls, "no no no! Wake up, please!"

He cradles your head frantically, checking for injury while repeatedly saying your name in increasingly desperate tones. His hands shake as he gently pats your cheek. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to- Please be o-!"

You whine as his cock leaves your body, making him stop mid sentence, "Ny'o- no, don't- mmm- pull out Cho, just- nghh-"

His expression twists with concern, but the way your pussy is clenching and dripping down your thighs has him groaning. He wants nothing more than to continue, to finish inside, to cum all over you, to have his filthy half curse half human seed flood every inch of you, but...

The sight of you passed out is a little too close to reality, and it sends a chill down his spine.

When your eyes finally flutter open, he nearly collapses with relief, “Thank goodness," he breathes, pressing trembling kisses across your face, "I was so worried. I-I can't bear the thought of hurting you-even if it's something you wanted, I- I'm so sor-mphm?!"

You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him deeply. Your tongue pushing past his lips to curl around his, licking into him as if trying to clean the taste of his worry and apologies from his mouth.

When you finally release him, his lips are plush and kiss swollen,

"Choso, it's okay. I'm okay, see? You didn't hurt me, but- nnh- I want you to do it again~" your finger comes up to your lip, an attempt to make yourself look innocent and cute, "Please Choso- don't hold back. I- I want you to wreck me..."

... You were going to be the death of him.

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Thinking about Geto & Gojo using you because they can.

Your eyes rolled back as they used both your hole's mercilessly, treating you like their personal fucktoy- their own private whore for the taking whenever.

“Look at her~, taking our cocks like she was born for it.” Gojo chimed, his grip tightening in your hair as he fucked your face roughly, forcing his entire length down your throat until you drooled messily around him, “Your greedy little cunt is absolutely gushing all over Suguru, isn't it~”

Geto's fingers dug bruising into your hips, “That's it, choke on him like the good girl you are for us.”

Your body trembled violently between them as they established a brutal rhythm- Geto's savage thrusts forcing you forward onto his best friends cock while gojo’s aggressive face fucking drove you back onto Geto's thick length. You were utterly helpless to do anything but take it.

You tried to beg for them to slow down, but your words were unintelligible as Gojo continued using your throat... tears streaming down your face while drool and precum dripped from your stretched lips.

Then again, why should they show any mercy when you had been such a brat all week? Denying them the pleasure of your body, and teasing them with those skimpy little outfits... that's just mean.

No, after a week of being left untouched and teased, they had every right to break you- had every right to remind you that you belonged to them and that they were in control of you.

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Gojo having some fun with you on a packed train. Your breath hitching the moment his talented fingers slip past the thin fabric of your underwear ♡

Cw: dubcon

You hate how innocent he sounds while he talks… Apologizing about how close he’s standing behind you, telling you that he’s only doing this to keep a cute thing like you away from old perverts… All while his damn hand moves up your thigh, lifting your skirt subtly, his fingers brushing against your panties.

‘This is wrong,’ you tell yourself, but your eyes drift traitorously to his sharp jawline, those piercing blue eyes that remind you of a clear summer day that pin you in place… and that hair of his, it looks so soft, like fresh powdered snow…

Your breath hitches the moment his talented fingers slip past the thin fabric of your underwear, “Mmm would you look at that, you’re already drooling for me and I’ve barely touched you.” His voice is sickeningly sweet, teasing as he presses his body into yours more.

His soft fingers spread your swollen lips apart, “your greedy little hole is already sucking my fingers inside~”

“Sto-ahp!~“ you attempt to tell him stop, but a broken moan slips out instead, your back arching as he shoves those thick digits into your sopping wet core. His thumb even finds your throbbing clit, running harsh circles that make your whole body quiver with delight.

‘I shouldn't want this but- but-' your hips subtly rock against his hand, a pathetic mewl slipping out when he begins to twists his wrist, curling those fingers and finding your most sensitive spot, exploiting them with ease.

You can feel your legs start to buckle beneath you, your mind growing foggy as a coil in your stomach starts to tighten… His knowing smirk only grows when he feels your cunt start to twitch around his digits.

'Th-this guy- he's going to make me cum right here, on a- a packed train!' your thoughts are racing, your own juices sloshing lewdly around in your panties as he pumps his fingers harder into you.

“S-someone i-is goin- t sh’ee m’us” your words are jumbled as you feel your belly tighten even more, a familiar warmth bubbling up inside of you.

You don't even register the fact that the handsome man behind you slammed his hand against the trains glass wall, his body completely blocking you from view as he rams his fingers into you, practically bouncing you on them.

He leans down and licks the shell of your ear, “don’t worry about them, I got you baby... I'll take care of you...~ Just cum for me like a good girl~ Cum all over my fingers, drench my hand~ Show me how much you love it when a stranger finger fucks you on a train full of people...~” his deep voice is hypnotizing, his breath warm on your skin as he speaks those filthy words.

“I- I’m- I’m going to c-cu- Hnggghh!~” his words hit you hard, the coil in your stomach snapping and your eyes rolling back as an earth shattering orgasm racks your body. You can’t control it, his fingers just felt so good rubbing against your squishy insides, and you end up drenching his skilled fingers, dripping down the floor as you spray messily across his palm and wrist, soaking his sleeve. You can’t believe you just allowed this white haired stranger to use you like this, to leave you a gasping, whimpering mess while your wetness continues gushing over his still pumping digits.

By the end of the ride he slips his name on piece of paper in your bag before he gets off the train. Leaving you crumpled on the ground with a wet mess beneath you.