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chiikawa x astral express

chiikawa brainrot

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y'all went a lil feral for satosugu fucking each other while thinking of you so i made you a lil smth

@muli-wam you asked to be tagged <33

“Fuck.” Satoru hisses, fingers curling into the mattress beneath him as Suguru pushes inside again, thick and hot and relentless. It hurts, but he likes it that way. He’s desperate to feel something sharp tonight, something to distract from the empty space in the bed where you’re supposed to be.

He needs Suguru to fill it, to fill him until there’s nothing left to miss.

Suguru groans above him and digs his fingers into the sharp lines of Satoru’s hips.

“God, you’re tight tonight.” Suguru murmurs roughly, leaning forward to bite along the edge of Satoru’s shoulder blade, trailing up to the base of his neck. Satoru shudders and arches beneath him, pushing his hips back sharply to force Suguru deeper.

“You– ahh–  thinking about her too?” Satoru challenges breathlessly, turning his face so his flushed cheek presses into damp sheets.

His eyes are hooded, pupils blown wide, blue irises gleaming sharply in the dim room. He already knows the answer, it's obvious in the way Suguru fucks him like he’s angry. As if they both weren’t already drowning in thoughts of you.

Suguru’s hips snap forward, his next thrust hard enough to punch the breath out of Satoru’s lungs, cock driving deep and harsh, exactly what Satoru wants, sharp, biting, delicious pain laced with pleasure.

“You already know I am.” Suguru growls, mouth trailing up Satoru’s neck, teeth scraping along flushed skin. “Every fucking second.”

The images of you fills both their minds.

The way you looked last week in those little shorts that showed the curve of your ass when you leaned over the backseat of Suguru’s car. The gloss on your lips as you teased Satoru over lunch, that smug little smirk when you noticed him hard under the table. The sounds you make when you moan, about your thighs clenched around Satoru’s head while he digs into your cunt.

It’s driving them fucking feral.

“Wish she was here.” Satoru pants hoarsely, sweat shining down his spine. “Fuck–fuck–  wanna fuck her while you fuck me.”

Suguru’s grip is bruising-tight on Satoru’s hips as he pounds into him deeper. He’s lost all grace tonight, hips slamming forward with primal hunger.

“She’d love it.” Suguru groans. His voice is a dark purr, as if whispering directly into your ear, even though you’re miles away. “She’d sit there on her knees and take it, watching you shake and beg for me.”

The image burns hot behind their eyelids. They know exactly how you’d look between them, your head thrown back, spit-slick mouth swollen, eyes hazy and full of greedy lust.

“Shit, Suguru.” Satoru’s voice cracks, the sound beautifully wrecked.

He’s unravelling fast beneath the force of Suguru’s thrusts, the way each snap of his hips slams white-hot pleasure deep into him. Suguru can feel Satoru's legs trembling, thighs slick with sweat as he tries desperately to keep upright.

Suguru’s palm drags roughly up Satoru’s spine, fingers sliding into the damp hair at the nape of his neck and gripping tight. “You wanna come, don’t you?”

“Please– fuck, please.”

“Not yet.” Suguru rasps. His hand slides around, fingers closing teasingly around Satoru’s throat, pressing lightly. “You wait til I tell you.”

Satoru whimpers brokenly, hips bucking back helplessly. He’s dripping, aching for relief.

Suguru knows this but denies him anyway, makes him suffer beautifully as he drags their shared fantasy deeper.

“You want her so bad it hurts, don’t you, Satoru?” Suguru whispers huskily into the shell of his ear, the harsh slap of their skin echoing obscenely around them. “You miss her pussy wrapped around you, squeezing tight? You wanna see how desperate she’d get watching you beg beneath me?”

“Yes– god, yes–” Satoru moans shamelessly, eyes squeezed shut as he imagines your legs spread, your slick dripping down your inner thighs as you touch yourself watching them. He imagines your flushed face, the way you’d grind against your own fingers, needy and frustrated, dying to join.

Suguru fucks into Satoru brutally, the rhythm slipping into something wild and animalistic. He bites down on the tense muscles of Satoru’s shoulder, and Satoru cries out in sharp pleasure-pain, hips jerking helplessly beneath him.

“Fuuuuck.” Suguru groans thickly, voice strained with effort. “Need her right here, watching me take you apart. Fucking herself watching me ruin you.”

“Yeah–” Satoru sobs breathlessly, lost entirely. He’s so close he can feel himself trembling, hips stuttering weakly as Suguru’s cock drives relentlessly into that perfect spot deep inside him. “God, Suguru, please–”

He can hear the smirk in Suguru’s voice, arrogant and filthy.

“You think she’s touching herself right now too?” Suguru pants hotly against Satoru’s neck. “Thinking of us like this?”

“Yes– fuck, please let me–”

Suguru’s hand finally wraps around Satoru’s cock, strokes hard, once, twice, three times. “Then come.”

Satoru shatters instantly, crying out shamelessly into the mattress, hips bucking wildly as pleasure hits him hard enough to leave him shaking. He spills over Suguru’s fist, hot ropes of cum splattering over sticky fingers, vision flashing white as his whole body goes tight and shaking beneath Suguru’s weight.

Suguru fucks him through every last shudder, chasing his own release with violent, desperate thrusts, growling your name into Satoru’s skin like a prayer, until his hips jerk forward sharply and he comes deep inside with a guttural moan.

They collapse onto tangled sheets, both panting harshly, sweat slicking their exhausted bodies.

For a long while, the room is silent except for their harsh breathing, both dazed by the intensity of what just transpired.

Eventually, Suguru’s fingers brush gentle patterns along Satoru’s hip. And for a long moment, all they do is breathe.

Then Suguru asks, “We’re calling her tomorrow, right?”

“Tomorrow?” Satoru mutters, lifting his head. “I’m calling her now.”

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Nothing to see here, just some faces, hands and your imagination

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*does five minutes of work* ok now i deserve a three week break. No consequences please 👍

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For my fellow JJK woman enjoyers

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nobara month! 🎉🍰✨

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i’m never drawing him ever again

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Utahime inspo zapped me again

Commissions Open!

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As soon as I laid eyes on derpy the tiger, I felt a love that is equivalent to a mother holding her newly born child...that being immediately thinking "oh god you're so adorably ugly"

Oh and I will turn this into a print, just you wait.

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i made a poll asking if i should draw raf with a gun and a few people voted for daniel radcliffe style [🔫]

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this 'being really tired after work' thing is really getting in the way of this 'pursuing my artistic hopes and dreams' thing has anyone else noticed this

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“I don’t have to explain myself to you why I write what I write” is the sentence every fanfic writer can and should say more often by the way

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“tumblr mutual” beloved friend I would pick up at the airport if y’all visited my home city

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Demon Geto AU 😈

• Exclusive panels in my link in bio!

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calling out "boys!" to satoru and suguru and they both perk up like two lil puppies

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Oh, to actually be his wife 😢