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persephonehasadarkside · 5 months ago

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SLUT ALERT!!!☝️😓💯 I want Joel to slap my face with his tree trunk and make me feel bad about it

Joel Knows Best

Joel Miller x F! Reader

Warnings: bimbofication, oral M receiving, rough face fucking, daddy kink, degrading language

18+ ONLY

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You giggle stupidly, a total bimbo bitch on her knees when Joel daps his heavy sack over your eyes again.

“You like that, don’t you?” He coos with a smirk, staring down at you with his fat cock in one hand. “My pretty little slut.”

His fat tip slaps your temple repeatedly. “Hello? Anyone home in there? I asked you a fuckin’ question.”

“Yes!” You squeak a little too eagerly.

His face sours, squishing your cheeks roughly with his callused fingertips as he inspects your lolling tongue. Smacksmacksmack—his member pads against your wet lips. “Yeah. Yeah that’s what I thought. you like getting your pretty little face slapped With Daddy’s cock. Dumb whore can’t even think straight. Too busy thinkin’ this big dick in her mouth.”

You nod remorsefully. You can taste the salty tang of his precum on the back of your buds. Your mind goes blank when he begins gliding along the centered curve of your tongue, rolling back and forth until his touching your uvula.

“What happens when bad girls act dumb?”

You stare back up at him. It takes a moment to register that he even asked you a question, but when he thwack’s your cheek hard with his throbbing cock, it’s impossible to even think straight.

“God damn. Can’t even answer a simple question.” Two bear hands wrap tightly around the back of your head, and suddenly you’re being pushed forward, his dick breaching your swollen lips and filling your mouth in an instant. Your gag triggers quickly, but the brush of his pubic hairs and soft belly against your nose makes it difficult to breathe through your nose. “Gotta do everything for ya, don’t I?”

He sets a rough pace, half his length never leaving the suction of your wet cavern. “You made me do this. S’ all your fault.”

“mmhmmM!mmhgm!” You hum, tears prickling over the edge of your lashes. The room is filled with his balls slapping your chin and your pathetic glugglugglug noises.

“Good for nothin—cock hungry—oh shit baby that’s it—stupid whore.” He pushes your face flush, the flex of your throat desperately convulsing around the intrusion of his member makes his knees weak. “Ugh fuck baby. Now I have to fuck a hole in that brain—make it good for somethin’ since ya ain’t usin’ it properly.”

Yeah, you think, knees burning and vision brimming on the edge of blackness. you grip his thighs as he abuses your throat like his toy cocksleeve, a useless inanimate toy for his pleasure. it brings the slightly smile to your lips thinking about how little else you need to worry about.

Joel knows best.

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persephonehasadarkside · 9 months ago

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STRESS RELIEF

wakatoshi ushijima & satori tendou x fem reader

a oneshot where friends always share

warnings : pure smut underneath the cut

it was wrong on so many levels, it was depraved and dirty. yet as you make eye contact with your boyfriend’s deep red eyes; you can’t help but let your own roll to the back of your skull.

his wrist moves lazily, languish strokes that stutter when his fingers brush against his sensitive head. pupils blown out wide as he watches you from the corner of the room. teeth chewing down upon chapped lips as he sucks in a sharp breath, eyes closing for a moment as he watches you moan and writhe beneath another man

you want to reach out for him, desperately plea that you’re not enjoying this at all and that nobody can make you feel good but him — but that would be a blatant lie

the man above you has a bruising grip on your hips, his lower half practically slamming into you as he uses you as stress relief.

your hands grip at his wrist and forearms, trying to ground yourself from the overwhelming sensation of being so full; you’d never been fucked like this before.

the one fucking you is unfamiliar, brows furrowed as he concentrates on letting some steam off after a rough day, it was clear he was viewing you as nothing more than an object at this point, but with how every thrust he made was sending your head dizzy, you couldn’t find it in you to complain

your gaze flickers away from the guy atop of you and instead towards the familiar sight of your partner, whose eyes were half-lidded with lust as he listens to you whine for him “tori, tell him t’ slow down please, please! can’t take it”

tendou’s lips pull into a condescending grin as you whimper, helpless against the large guy who was ignorant to the futile attempts at pushing him away you made; your heart not really in it as you let your tongue loll out slightly as his hips angled upwards.

“y’hear that wakatoshi? m’ angel says it’s too much for her” your pussy instinctively throbs at the sound of your boyfriend’s voice, brows furrowing as you hear ushijima groan from the sensation

wakatoshi ushijima was actually no stranger to you at all, but when you had been thrown into this new scenario with him and your partner, it was hard for him not to seem unfamiliar; especially when he was treating you so rough. a huge 180 from the usual gentle giant you had supposed satori’s best friend to be.

a large hand strokes the side of your face, eyes fluttering open to meet ushijima’s own dark pair, his gaze was softer now, more familiar than the deep scowl he had been wearing moments prior

his thrusts seem to follow suit in his gentleness, the headboard no longer slamming against the wall like before, instead he apologises pressing a softer kiss just to the side of your mouth.

“sorry, i just got carried away” he confesses, and your eyes flicker towards your chuckling boyfriend in the corner, his eyes watching hungrily as his bestfriend continues to slowly grind into you, your mind turning to mush slightly as the slick sounds of your bodies coming together continue to fill the room.

you nod feebly, suddenly feeling shy under the gaze of both men “s’ okay, just not so hard, you’re too big.”

satori snorts from the corner of the room, a lazy grin on his features as he continues fucking up into his own fist “gotta be gentle with her, she’s not used to being treated like a slut” ushijima hums, gaze trained on where he and you were connected, smirking at the white ring that was left around the base of his cock.

what tendou had said was true too, when he and you were together it was never as dirty as this, he would never say anything degrading. instead only endless praise tumbling from his lips as he practically worshipped your body

but this? this was entirely different, you felt like you were being ruined by wakatoshi, his cock so big that it ached slightly as he pressed against your cervix. it didn’t help that the way he was treating you before made you feel as though you were unable to think, looking at you as nothing more than an object he could use to make himself feel better.

you felt slightly guilty for liking how he made you feel too.

the sensation of ushijima pressing down on your stomach makes you whine, pulled from your thoughts as he continues to move in and out of you

“holy shit don’t tell me..”

tendou is almost giddy as he watches now, him and ushijima looking to one another as wakatoshi sucks in a breath “can see where i’m fucking her tendou” you gasp as he sends a harsher thrust up into you, his voice practically pathetic as he pushes down on your stomach in awe

tendou has to stop the movement of his wrist for a moment, the sentence alone making him feel all the more sensitive.

you can’t help the moans that leave you as ushijima picks up his pace once again, a simple “sorry i can’t help it” leaving his lips as he groans, eyes trained on where your stomach bulges from the imprint of his dick

hands push and claw at his forearms as tears collect on your lashline, the sensation almost too much as you whine about how he was “too deep.” yet your needy moans don’t stop as tendou encourages you from his seat to the side “you can take him my love, just gotta touch that pretty pussy n you can cum yeah?”

the sound of skin slapping against skin is so lewd, wet shlick echoes filling the room as you whimper out loudly, head nodding as you eagerly listen to your boyfriend’s words. fingers fumbling as you push them into your own mouth, eyes trained on satori’s own red pair as you let your tongue push against them, saliva pooling and dripping around them before bringing them down to your core.

your broken moans stutter into a gasp at the first contact of your fingertips to your clit, ushijima hissing a breath through his teeth as he feels you clench down around him “feels good when she gets all tight like that doesn’t it?” satori groans out, hips moving upwards to meet the eager strokes of his hand

“yeah, god how is she this tight?” your toes curl from the praise, a desperate whine for more leaving your lips as you let your fingers rub messy circles against yourself. the way they were speaking as if you weren’t even there made your stomach tighten slightly, a coil winding up from the overwhelming pleasure of being absolutely wrecked by your boyfriend’s best friend.

tendou catches on the way your hips begin to stuttering up to meet ushijima’s hard thrust’s, free hand clawing at the large man’s muscular forearm, nails indenting into the skin as he winces from the sting, he knew you were close to coming around his friend’s cock now, and it made his cock twitch desperately at the idea

“toshi, need more” you gasp out, practically panting as your hips grind against him “you’re so big!”

ushijima nearly whimpers at the sound of your desperate cry, fingers pressing into the skin of your hips as he tries not to cum first. “you gotta see how pretty she is when she cums” tendou speaks up again, ushijima almost forgetting about his presence as he focuses on the way your cunt tries to keep him close

“tori” you cry out once more, lip wobbling as you turn your head towards him, wanting him to come over and kiss you, touch you, whatever. you just needed him close

he seems to understand this too, standing from his seat, hand still wrapped around his cock as he stands in front of you now “what is it baby, don’t you wanna cum?” his free hand strokes the soft skin of your cheek, thumb pulling your lower lip down as you desperately nod

“just love you s’much” his grin widens at this, a condescending glint in his eye as he watches your eyes roll back from a particularly rough thrust from wakatoshi. “i know baby. know you love wakatoshi’s cock too, don’t you?” he teases, and you have to restrain yourself from cumming as you feel wakatoshi angle his hips upwards once again

“isn’t she a good girl wakatoshi? even while you’re fucking her, she’s tryna show me how much she loves me” ushijima chuckles at the idea of it, when he worded it like that it made you look stupid “sure you’re not just a cockhungry slut beautiful?” tendou coo’s and you immediately shake your head no, a broken sob leaving you as you desperately fight off your orgasm.

“no, m’ not tori! m’ your girl, i love you s’ much!” ushijima takes your denial as a challenge, thrusts growing harsher as he continues to angle towards the spot that was making your brain fog over.

tendou scoffs once again, cutting off your attempt at rambling out more confessions of love by pushing his cock past your open lips “i know baby, you’re my girl” he agrees, eyes practically in hearts as your teary gaze meets his own, tongue dragging along his length as you bring him further into your mouth

ushijima moans at the sight, feeling his orgasm approaching as you start to twitch around him, eyes rolling back as you suckle on your boyfriends tip, a needy repetitive mutter of “m gonna cum!” leaving your lips as you instead start stroking him, back arching off of the bed as you finally feel that coil snap

you can’t help the loud moans that escape you as your other hand digs into ushijima’s arm, his own desperate pants growing louder as he feels you clench around him; watching as your body writhes slightly as he continues pushing deeper.

“good girl, doing so well” tendou praises as he thrusts into your fist, ushijima shutting his eyes tight as he focuses on the way you feel cumming beneath him, it was a sensation he wanted to imprint into his memory forever.

his thrusts slow down however as you desperately cry out about it being “too much” your skin shining with a sheen layer of sweat as your chest rapidly rises and falls. panting, you try catch your breath

and when ushijima pulls out, you can’t help but mourn the loss slightly.

tendou leans down to press a kiss against your lips, hand returning to his own cock as he watches your gaze begin to lazily blink open and closed

grinning as he watches ushijima peel off the condom, groaning lowly at the feeling, tendou walks towards him, offering his hand “want me to help?”

ushijima chews on his lip as he thinks for a moment, nodding as he catches your tired yet eager gaze

tendou is slow as he moves forwards, a hand gently reaching up to the taller males face as he pulls him in for a kiss, you press your aching thighs together at the sight of the two attractive men sighing into one another’s mouths, tongues skilfully pushing and pulling against the others

ushijima shudders as tendou presses their abdomens together now, large slender hands wrapping around not only his own but also wakatoshi’s large cock as they both sigh in relief

you can’t help but watch as the two men stroke their cocks together, tips rubbing against one another as their hips stutter up.

ushijima’s lip is pulled between his teeth as his brows furrow, shuddering slightly as he mutters out a curse “shit” tendou is smiling as he watches his friend groan, his head tilting back slightly as he closes his eyes to savour the feeling.

“who knew this would feel so good huh?” you chuckle at tendou’s words, sleepy eyes trained on the way their cocks rubbed together, ushijima’s twitching slightly as he likely neared his finish. “you can cum if you wanna toshi’” his dark gaze flits over to your own as he nods, sucking in a breath as he lets tendou continue jacking the two of them off

his brows furrow, chest panting as he finally allows himself to give in, a quick warning leaving him before cum splatters against his own and tendou’s chest, your boyfriend following shortly after with a quick “fuck” the pair of them leaning against one another as satori pulls his hand away so as to not overstimulate them both.

you smile tiredly up at the pair as they both pant, tendou falling gracelessly onto the bed as he smirks up at wakatoshi “i told you it would be a good stress relief” both you and ushijima chuckle at this, your eyes rolling as you shuffle over to scratch your fingers against your boyfriends bright red buzzcut, you’d seen pictures of what he’d looked like before he buzzed it all and felt upset that you wouldn’t get to feel that too.

“thank you” ushijima begins, ears red as he finally takes a breather “both of you” you grin up at the flustered man, tendou patting the space on the bed beside him in gesture for him to sit. “it’s all good wakatoshi, hey if you win this next big game maybe she’ll let you do her raw next time”

your skin buzzed with the promise of this happening again, wakatoshi seemingly thinking a similar thing as he grinned; uncharacteristically excitable from the newfound motive

and when he and his team won their next match, well you and tendou were sure to keep your side of the deal.

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