sooguru

[sooguru]

twitter links | jjk

afab for all links ! disclaimer im poc, but only could find these links. if you have better accounts send it to me via ask box. (nsfw) highly requested and includes both sub and dom afab reader. warnings aren't listed. proceed at your own accord.

choso

link - fuckng choso during movie nigh | sub choso link - choso fucks your tits in bed link - cums on your tits link - giving choso a hj after a bad day | sub choso link - eating you out

sukuna

link - sukuna 'going easy' on you link - in his domain link - "takin it real deep, huh?" link - " you can take it" link - " spoiled girl.." link - "you can take more than that, human"

gojo

link / link - riding gojo link - "you're on birth control, right?" link - "long day at work satoru?" | sub gojo link - "pls let me have it baby" | sub gojo link - " sweet boy" | sub gojo link - someone's house party!

suguru

link - pus eating link - guided pussy eating link - "ya feel me ma?" link - tit sucking link - lazy link - make it quick

toji

link - ride ! link - "lose the attitude." link - early morning? link - breakfast in bed link - tease ! link - ones enough!

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[sooguru]

giving suguru the silent treatment and having him pry open your legs and eat you out until you're dripping onto the sheets, your thighs are strained from being pushed up, and your toes are bending and widening out every which way.

he loved to do this because he knew this was the easiest way to get you to talk. he knew that you couldn't stay quiet for long when his tongue swiped over your clit every two seconds, along with his wet tongue sliding in front of you.

your mouth open and your eyes squeezed shut as you comply with his every word, holding your legs for him to get access to every spot that had you shaking and whimpering.

[sooguru]

i’m wet like egg yolk

stay in your place (suguru x reader 18+)*

context: some of my headcannons about brat tamer suguru and some of the things he’d do to put you in your place <3

warnings: bondage, sex toys, public sexual acts, somno, begging, bdsm

brat tamer!suguru who ties you up to the bed with a vibrator strapped to stay on your clit and leaves you there for a while to put you in your place

brat tamer!suguru who fingers you under the table at a friend get together when you get a little too flirty with someone else there to remind you who you belong to

brat tamer!suguru who will wake you up pounding your already warm and wet cunt just because he can take it whenever he needs

brat tamer!suguru who loves to put a wireless remote controlled vibrator in your underwear in public to edge you until you have to quietly beg him to let you cum in front of all these people

brat tamer!suguru who will tie you up with a spreader bar strapped to your ankles and hooked onto your shared canopy bed while he plays his video games, try not to make a noise from the fuck machine relentlessly pounding your dripping pussy as it leaves a puddle of your sweet juices

brat tamer!suguru that will force an orgasm from you in public just to prove that he owns your cunt

brat tamer!suguru who still is a cult leader and threatens to fuck you in front of all of his followers if you cum without his permission

[sooguru]

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😢😓💔🤝🤝 Dear friends,

I am Bilal from Gaza, Palestine.  My family and I are going through very difficult circumstances due to the ongoing violence here.  Our situation is very difficult.

We have created a GoFundMe page to ask for support.  Any donation or help spreading our story on Tumblr and other platforms would be greatly appreciated.  I want to save what's left of my family. I lost sixteen of them

Thank you for your understanding and help during this difficult time.

With gratitude,

🤝🙏🙏🙏 Bilal

ill try to help as much as i can

[sooguru]

hi

[sooguru]

— CHOSO KAMO

his hips continued to rut against your ass, arms wrapped tightly around your waist, small in his arms as you continued to sleep. he couldn’t control himself, not when he felt so needy. he’d been busy all day, so excited to see his sweet girlfriend, only to come back home with her passed out in his shirt.

“hah…mmhf so cute…”

he whimpered out, biting his lip, trying to be quiet, his clothes cock begging to be free, his fat tip leaking salty pre-cum, ruining the grey fabric as he continued to hump your plush ass. he was so close, desperate to cum, to coat your soft skin with his thick load. raven hair sticking to his forehead, sweat beading on his pale skin, obsidian birthmark on his nose wrinkling as his face contorted into one of pleasure, desperate pants and whimpers leaving his lips as he slowly pushed his sweatpants down, his cock springing free, thick and imposing, throbbing with his dark desires.

his hands tugged at your panties, shifting them to the side, exposing your plump ass, slipping his cock against the warm flesh, a high pitched whimper slipping past his lips, slowly thrusting, his pre-cum creating a slick and warm environment for his desperate dick. his eyes watered as he went faster, drooling as he desperately chased his orgasm, so close to cumming.

“yes yes…c-cumming…”

he bit his lip hard, his face crinkling into one of pleasure, white liquid spurting from his lip, coating your ass, leaving a sticky, goey mess, his face nuzzling into the crook of your neck, kissing it lightly. his chest heaving, coming down from his high, trying not to wake you — kissing your forehead before cleaning you up and fixing your panties, cuddling close to you once again, joining you in the realm of sleep,

[sooguru]

we love you mara we all say in unison!

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ SHE SAID DON'T GET TOO ATTACHED, BUT SHE ATTACHED TO ME .ᐟ

: ̗̀➛ summary how various jjk men handle being in situationships or fwb, characters aged up, mild college au in some areas, ft. g. satoru, s. ryomen, g. suguru, n. kento, t. fushiguro, k. choso, o. yuuta, i. yuuji, m. fushiguro. something for everyone!

: ̗̀➛ content warnings fem!reader, unprotected sex, public sex, mild degradation, a little bit toxic, breeding kink, praise, oral f! and m! receiving, prematurely saying i love you lmao, a whole plethora of kinks, situationships that don't understand they're situationships...

GOJO SATORU is the one who nonchalantly suggests no strings attached the morning after some of the best, mind blowing sex of your life. silky white lashes fluttering over crystalline eyes as a slow, lazy smile spread over his features while he watches you get dressed in the light of day. he's always been so brazen, so shameless, but this was the icing on the cake. it's for the best, he tells you, he just can't handle anything serious right now. but he can't quite bring himself to honor his end of the deal.

he somehow materializes at every house party or nightclub you're at, no matter when or where. hell, you could be on the other side of japan and satoru always, always manages to be perched at the opposite end and watching you dance, grind, or talk to your latest catch of the night. the type to play with his food, he'll let you get their number, schedule a little date, or maybe even invite them back to your place, eyes narrowing and fists clenching, but he lets you because he's just so nice that way. but god forbid he lets you go without a little reminder of who you belong to. you're not in a relationship, but he fucks you like you're in one, calls you his while he pounds you into the bathroom wall while your date innocently waits outside and wonders what's taking you so long.

"why settle for those losers when you have me? you're—fuck babe, gripping me so tight—you're so lucky i'm so nice and understanding. god you're soaked, are those guys not fucking you right? heh, figures. you're shameless aren't ya? you gonna let him see how well i fuck you? how i've got my cum dripping between your legs? anyway, you're still sleeping over tomorrow, right?"

SUKUNA RYOMEN doesn't play fair and he knows it. the two of you have been fucking for almost a year but it's your stubborn natures that prevent either of you from just fessing up and admitting that maybe, just maybe, you wanna be a little bit more serious. it's hard though, when the chase is so sweet. it's almost as if he delights in watching you squirm, likes to watch that little fire blaze in your eyes and rile you up, forcing you down to his level. people have known to steer clear of the two of you at this point, because to the rest of the world, it's just your guys' weird, fucked up foreplay, making out with different people on opposite sides of a party even though you both know you'll end up going home together. when you pull the person you're currently making out with deeper and make eye contact with him, sukuna will growl and all but shove whoever's on his lap to get you out of there.

your dynamic with sukuna has always been so fiery, passionate, and just a little bit toxic. the two of you have been known to ruin parties on the front yard, all bared teeth and hushed whispers but it only lasts for so long, and not even five minutes later, you're pushed up against the hood of his car, gasping and sighing when you feel him stiffen up against you and press his teeth against your neck, telling you you're gonna be the death of him. he doesn't have to say it, you know that he's yours just as much as you're his. you guys end up leaving together, his hand possessively resting on your ass and glaring at whatever asshole even dares to look at you.

"my, what a valiant effort. you really thought that shit would work on me? you really think you can find someone who can fuck you as good as i do? this cunt is mine. never, ever forget it. fuck, you drive me so crazy. can you feel it? i'm yours, too. remember that."

GETO SUGURU never puts a name to what exactly the two of you are, but he makes it known in other ways. whatever the two of you are isn't just rooted in intimacies, it's something unspoken that leads you back into each other's arms no matter what. you know it's unconventional, but you suppose that you'd take whatever you can get. he's always so... gentle beforehand, kissing your knuckles, brushing his fingers through your hair, cradles you like fine china, humming appreciatively when you show off the new earrings he got you. he'll coo praises into your ear about how pretty you look, how lucky he is in that low, gravely voice of his. you don't always get to have him, but it makes the moments more special that way, makes your heart thrum a little bit louder in your chest when he calls you in the late hours of the night and asks if you're still awake.

there's never a reprieve when you're with him, and you wouldn't have it any other way, especially as he's got you wrapped up underneath him. he takes such good care of you that you could almost forget it's all temporary, water cascading down to coat the two of you in his shower as his mouth, lazy and hot and wanting, licks over the column of your neck. he loves leaving marks, loves to see your waist and your back littered with the evidence of his desire, cold, silver rings that are cool to the touch but hot against your skin. when he buries himself inside you, pressing you against the searing bathroom tile and makes you see stars, it's everything you've ever wanted.

"so soft, so pretty. i don't know how i've gone this long without you... mm, you've missed me too? prove it to me. i wanna feel you cum around me, wanna feel just how much you've missed me. don't know how much longer of this i can take, doll. you just feel too good."

NANAMI KENTO starts this little fling with you as a way to relieve stress, to forget about the day-to-day pressures of his life. he's always been so tired, too busy to actively pursue serious relationships and that's something he's long come to terms with, he doesn't need a relationship of his own, but god you make him want one so bad. he envisions what a relationship would look like while he eats you out on his couch, imagines what you'd look like waiting for him after work, sleepy but still excited to see him, as his tongue laves over a particularly sensitive part of your cunt, your hands grasping uselessly at his honeyed blonde hair. nanami would never, ever say it out loud because that's not what you're there for, but when you let him fuck you raw, he counts up the costs of having a baby in his head, how he'd take such good care of you with a swollen belly.

he relishes in the small intimacies you two share after the deed, sometimes looks forward to it more than the actual act itself, satisfied when he sees you clad only in one of his old button-ups, laughing around the dining table at how serious he looks while eating your leftover dinner from that fancy place he took you to before he fucked your brains out. contemplates and decides that maybe, a relationship is something he needs to start working towards.

"you're so good to me, hm, angel? you have no idea what you do to me. squeezing me so tight, that's it, take it all. so fucking inviting, i wanna make a home out of you. would you like that? if i came home to you every night, fucking you open... would you let me cum inside? such a good girl, trying so hard to take me. of course, you would."

TOJI FUSHIGURO can't be bothered to send you good morning texts or accompany you to any of your events, but he materializes outside of your door when he knows you need him. he can grumble and mutter under his breath all he wants about how needy you are, how you literally just saw him, but it does nothing to hide the fact that he's missed you more. he's like a feral cat that refuses to be domesticated, stubborn and unrelenting but always showing up wanting more of whatever you can give him. he stretches out on your bed like he owns it, makes you scratch his head and whisper how much you want him, thumb tracing the imprint of the scar on his lip with so much care that it makes his heart wanna burst because he knows, he knows he's not good for you.

he knows that your heart beats a little bit faster when you see the scars littered around his body, but not out of fear of him, rather out of the fact that he's always been alone and it's likely that he'll never let you in. but you take what little he can give you and give him so much more in turn, spread over his lap and letting him taste as much of you as he can. he thinks he might be in love with you, your taste, and how you whimper under his tongue but it's still just not the right time. it makes him wanna be a better man, but for now, that stays in his and your fantasies.

"such an eager little girl. looks like you've been waiting for me, huh? that's not right, huh is it? i gotta take better care of my girl. can't have you forgetting who you belong to, hm? i know you would never, baby, i know. but i think you just need some more reminders."

CHOSO KAMO doesn't quite understand what a "situationship" even is, and it shows in the way he treats you. he treats you like one would treat a long, lost lover even though you're really not, hands snaking from behind you to wrap around your waist and pelt your face and neck with kisses. you spend your sunday afternoons with him more often than not, choso patiently waiting for you to get done with whatever errand you're up to while slowly strumming on his bass. he gets you coffee and dinner and fingers you a little bit after midnight until you're a drooling, sappy mess on his lap, looking up at him with satisfied eyes as he whispers about how he has to treat you right because otherwise, what kind of lover would he be? you don't have the heart to tell him you're not quite lovers, but it's so easy to go along with it and just pretend.

his eyes narrow just slightly when you joke about how he's free to pursue other people, how he doesn't have to settle for you and choso doesn't particularly like how you worded that last sentence. he shakes his head, ignoring your frantic attempts to get him to put you down before plopping you on the bed, strong hands already coming to wrap around your legs to take your pants off and make you see just how much you mean to him, relationship status be damned.

"you don't get it, do you? there's no one else. there's not gonna be anyone else. i wouldn't have any other cunt wrapped around me than yours and i don't wanna come home if it's not to you. you mean the world to me. can't you just see that?"

YUUTA OKKOTSU likes to toe the line between what's appropriate and inappropriate in terms of being friends with benefits. you don't know if he genuinely just doesn't understand exactly what they are or if he blatantly doesn't care. his devotion runs deep, you realize, and he quickly infiltrates every sector of your life, hand clasped around your waist as he guides you around campus, walks you to and from class and goes out of his way to see you, to plan hangouts and to make you feel like the most seen girl in the world. even when you jokingly remind him that you guys are fwb, he can't stop the smile that curls and settles over his face and he tells you that doesn't mean he can't try anyways.

it was never meant to last long, but yuuta has a way of being so awfully convincing, soft voice cooing your name at the late hours of the night and whisking you back to bed, telling you how much you mean to him, how he never wants to let you go, how he misses you so much when you're gone. no matter how many rounds you've already gone that night, he's always hungry and itching for another, sinking down to his knees and already settling one of your thighs over his shoulder to make a mess of you again.

"you... you just taste so good, i just can't help myself around you. 'm sorry. i have to.... have to hold myself back sometimes—s—s—shit you're so sweet, mmm could drown in the taste of you, wanna make you feel good... please... please let me make you feel good."

YUUJI ITADORI says i love you when he's about to cum, even though you've been quite clear that you guys are anything but serious. the first time the words slip out of his mouth, you both freeze while he's still mid-thrust inside of you, eyes widening from the weight of his words until you realize that he's just cum inside of you and slowly, slowly he rocks his hips into yours again, groaning. neither of you mention it after going three more rounds. he's always been so close to you but you don't wanna bite the bullet and make it real just yet, lying to yourself when you say it's just to release tension. yuuji's always been so, so needy for you, and he could die happily with whatever you can give him, as long as he's at your side. he's your boyfriend in almost every aspect but in name, long nights spent at his place playing video games only to end up making out on his lap.

you never really acknowledge it when he says i love you, but in reality, you're addicted to it, those three words tumbling off the edge of his lips. you've always loved to take your time with him and slowly driving him insane, your hot, pulsing tongue lavishing his swollen cock with the sloppiest blowjob known to man. it only takes him a few minutes to start cumming underneath you and it's like a switch has been flipped, pressing your head down deeper to make you take it all and it's all music to your ears.

"o—o—oh... oh! oh fuck, i'm... i'm cumming, holy shit, you're so good, so fucking amazing, god! you're incredible, oh fuck, i love you. i love you so goddamn much—mmmmf!—know exactly how to treat me good, i love you, i love you, i love you—"

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO and you have a simple understanding, that you'd be friends through thick and thin no matter what. so what if you spend more time at the library making out and you always, always have him on speed dial when you're rutting into your pillow at night and you can't sleep? that's just what friends do, right? he's not one for words, but he understands you on a deeper lever than anyone else. he brings you takeout from your favorite place, listens to you drone on and on about your day while your head's in his lap, and lets you unbutton his pants when you lick your lips, clambering over his lap when you say you want a taste. looks at you through half-lidded eyes and pulls you down underneath him, because if you get a taste, then he wants a taste as well.

you're each other's firsts, and late at night, after all is said and done, you look at him with those eyes that he's come to adore and you ask him nervously if he's ever wanted anyone else, if he's ever thought about... pursuing other people and he genuinely gets so perplexed. he likes you and he likes what you are now. he can't imagine ever stopping. tells you as much when he rolls you over on top of him just so you can feel him stiff and needy against you.

"can you feel that? no one else has ever made me feel this way. no one else can see me like this, just like i won't ever let anyone else see you like this. why would i ever... ever look for anything else when i've got you? you're my best friend. it's always going to be you."

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tags; plug!geto x fem!reader, marijuana usage, geto has lots of tattoos, smut (I think?) shotgun kiss, intense kissing + grinding, mdni

+ likes and reblogs are appreciative! :))

plug!geto who became your very close friend after selling to you almost every week.

plug!geto who sees you every night to have a smoke sesh after dealing the entire day, seeing you is the highlight of his day <3

+ he brings you along when he’s dealing to others, he also makes sure your passenger seat is comfortable with blankets and snacks.

plug!geto who has your contact saved as “wifey <3”

plug!geto who spoils you with anything and everything you want. a new chanel bag? done. new diamond jewelry? done. he just loves seeing you happy with all the gifts he spoils you.

plug!geto who gets flirty with you whoever you two have your smoke sessions.

“sugu…” you trail off as you pass him the blunt you’re both sharing, staring into his red eyes. the high is settling in, making everything feel slow and vivid. he looks incredibly good with his messy bun, strands of hair framing his face. his tattooed arm pats his lap as he spreads his legs wider, inviting you.

you shift closer to him on the couch, straddling his lap. the softness of the couch and the warmth of his body feel amplified, every touch sending tingles through you. geto’s hand creeps up your waist as he looks up at you, his expression hazy and blissful, almost drunk with the high.

“mm… baby, you’re so fuckin’ hot,” he rasps, leaning his head back into the couch’s headrest, his bun slowly coming undone. you smile at his words, taking the blunt from his hand and taking another hit. the smoke fills your lungs, making your head feel light and your body buzz with warmth.

“i wanna kiss,” you say mindlessly, feeling the need for more contact. his hands move to your hips, guiding you to grind against him, the friction making both of you moan. the weed heightens every sensation, making the pleasure ten times more intense.

“i’m all yours, pretty,” he murmurs, lifting his head to gaze at you. his eyes are heavy lidded, filled with desire. before kissing him, you take a long drag from the joint, feeling the smoke swirl inside you. he watches you intently, his impatience clear. you cup his face with one hand, leaning in as he parts his lips, his breath mixing with yours. as your lips brush against his, you exhale, blowing the smoke gently into his mouth.

he inhales deeply, his eyes fluttering shut before he captures your lips in a deep, heated kiss. his tongue teases yours, the taste of smoke and desire mingling. his hands grip your hips firmly, guiding you into a slow, sensual grind against him, feeling him continuously throb as he moans into the kiss.

you can feel the heat building as you move together, his low groans vibrating against your mouth. the shared high makes every touch feel electric, your senses heightened to the point where each brush of his fingers, each press of your hips, feels overwhelmingly good. his lips move with a hungry urgency against yours, and the grinding becomes more desperate, each of you seeking more of the pleasure.

plug!geto who falls madly in love with you and plans a fancy dinner, asking you to be his <33

[sooguru]

yes yes and yes

womb bumpin gifs

[sooguru]

thank you for 300 :3

[sooguru]

me and my only love :3 <33 i love you sugu ��

too lazy to make all of them so here’s connie and shuji :p [x]

#: @satorhime @rainbows-and-sunshine @ramonathinks + anyone else

[sooguru]

INTOXICATE ME NOW ?!

⌗synopsis ⸝⸝ 𝜗𝜚 ── when your ex bf suguru refuses to let you forget him — twt link drabble !

⌗cw ⸝⸝ 𝜗𝜚 ── DARK CONTENT. toxic relationship. , killing mentions , insane ex! boyfriend suguru , slapping , hate sex , pervert , spitting , degrading , spanking , choking , dacryphilia , daddy kink and physical violence. — not proofread !

─── ⋆⋅ 𝜗𝜚 DESTRUCTIVE is a word that could describe the relationship you and suguru shared. geto suguru was a man you still struggled to figure out; you thought you had, but he made sure to remind you that he was still an enigma in your pretty little head. the first few months were the best of your life. he was attentive and caring, always spoiling you with gifts and sweet seductive words that would send you straight into his bed, legs spread ready to receive the best dick of your life.

however, he got “bored”. that boredom led to him being distant, cold. it led him to other girl’s houses. led him to being annoyed with everything you did. when you both had sex, he wasn’t there. using you to get himself off, not caring wether you enjoyed it or not. he wouldn’t respond to your texts, leaving you on delivered for weeks. the final straw that broke the camels back was when he stood you up at a restaurant he agreed to take you on a date at. getting all dolled up for him. only for him to not show.

eventually you had to take matters into your own hands. if he couldn’t care about you, then you’d make him think that he was in the very back of your mind. so you did exactly that, moving from man to man. business associates of his, old friends, fellow rich men like himself. you didn’t care. it was all for something. a purpose. his attention, it’s all you craved. it all set off a web of insanity to unravel around you. it started off with small things. being watched, stalked..then it was your used panties going missing, or finding random..semen laying on your clothes. then the sick..sick, death threats. he wasn’t well, you already knew that, however even you didn’t expect him to go so far as to killing off every man you had slept with.

you had his attention now, what were you going to do with it? you couldn’t run. he was always watching. you couldn’t tell the police, not when he worked so closely with them, connections everywhere. perhaps your plan worked far too well. that was all made clear today. your door wide open, roses trickling from the doorstep, leading you into your living area, the large window panels leering over the city, the sky dark, the lights of the hustle and bustle down below bright and blinding.

“suguru,”

you whisper, spotting the long awaited man standing by the window, staring at the city, the trail of roses ending at him. he slowly turned around, a wry smile on his lips, sharp purple eyes gleaming at you.

“my love.”

your feet whisked you away, standing right in front of the dangerous man you so badly longed for, his cologne filling your senses, the same one that made your blood run hot with pleasure, the same one that left you in a frenzy when he’d take you on the bed. the same cologne that your body had been craving, a divine drug that left you with paralysing withdrawals. maybe that’s why you couldn’t help yourself. lips smashing against each other, hands desperately gripping where they could, bodied pressing against each other in a rush of passion. one which quickly ended as you punched him square in the jaw.

“you..you don’t get to leave me ‘n come back like shit’s sweet!..”

his hand grabbed the back of your head, slamming it into the glass, pressing up against you from behind, lips grazing your shoulder.

“stupid bitch.”

he muttered lowly, rubbing his jaw, flipping you around and slamming your body back into the window just to make you hurt, our lips crashing back against each other, quickly removing each others clothes.

“you’re insane..”

“if i’m insane then you’re maniacal”

before you could create a witty retort, his hand was wrapped around your throat, gripping it tightly, clearly pissed as he gritted his teeth, face inches from yours.

“fucking whore.”

he spat, the gloopy wad settling on your cheek before you recieved a harsh slap, only proving to rub the spit into your skin further, red hot pain searing through your cheek, the sting only going straight to your cunt, leaking down your legs, moaning as he threw you around like a ragdoll, face pressed against the cool of the window, his belt buckle being undone from behind you.

“wanted my attention baby? miss me?”

you bobbed your head, tears rolling down your cheeks, staining the supple flesh with salty black streaks, eagerly licked up by your deranged ex, his hand slapping your cheek lightly, mouth opening off instinct, moaning as he landed the salty spit on your tongue, groaning as he watched you swallow it.

“daddy makin’ you cry sweet girl?”

he was enjoying it. grinning as he pulled you back into his erection, rubbing his cock against your ass, pre-cum dripping onto your back. his hand landed on your ass roughly, yanking your head back, scowling at you.

“i asked you a fucking question bitch.”

your eyes were glazed over with lust, bottom lip stuck between your teeth as you nodded slowly, more tears flowing from your eyes, happy that you finally had his affections, his attention.

“yes daddy”

you practically moaned out as he flipped you around, holding you up against the window panel, cock hard and ready at your leaking entrance. he scoffed, shaking his head in disgust at how wet you were, chubby folds glistening with your sweet slick, drooling pussy begging to be filled with some cock.

“you’re a disgusting slut. who knows how many men have been here.”

he landed another slap to your teary face, slamming into you at the same time, hand intertwining with yours, foreheads pressed against each other as he wrecked your pussy. cock ramming into your inviting cunt with a sick depravity that only the two of you could muster.

“i love you daddy”

your cries of disgusting obsession and his groans of sick toxicity filled the room, lips moving against each other, as if catching up for missed time. your legs still wrapped around his waist tightly, even though his fat tip was currently bullying your cervix, the pain and pleasure of it threatening to send you overboard, eyes rolling back, drool seeping past your parted lips, hair a complete mess, all thanks to him. body littered in bruises and bites, his way of marking his teritory, stopping others from even looking at what was his.

“missed my pussy.”

he grunted, teeth entrapping your ear, biting it hard, drawing blood from the puncture, a sharp cry being drawn out from your plump lips, his tongue lapping at the crimson liquid, your gummy walls quivering around his thick cock, desperate for release, all his sweet torture only making you crave for more.

“d-daddy mmhg! p-please- fuck!”

his hand landed on your ass, making sure he left a red hand print on the soft flesh, roughly pulling out and flipping you around again, lifting your hips, pressing your body into the window, fucking into you with renewed vigour.

“i said to fuckin’ hold it bitch”

he groaned, fingers now on your sweet bud, torturing you further as his cock ruined your poor pussy, stretching her out to the point you felt like you’d be split in half. hands desperately clawing at the windows, your body banging against them, whiny sobs filling the room, sure to be heard by anyone nearby.

“i love you dollface”

he cooed in your ear, kissing you softly, a harsh contrast to the way he was abusing your swollen, sticky pussy. your hand wrapped around his neck from behind, tongues rubbing against each other.

“cum f’me, daddy wants it pretty”

he whispered, smiling as you nodded, using his kisses to muffle your screams, juices flooding out of you, squirting all over his throbbing dick, hearing it drip onto the ground, some running down his thighs and yours, but he didn’t stop thrusting. chasing his impending orgasm, soon intertwining his fingers with yours, burying his head in the crook of your neck, biting it as he moaned lowly, pumping out a hot sticky load into your awaiting cunt, letting him fill where he belonged. in you, with you, you and only you. he was yours and you was his, till death did you part.

“i love you too daddy”

[sooguru]

lets be real. when you're getting dicked down and can barely breathe and the only thing on your mind is when this is all going to be over because your pussy was tried, you will say the darnest things are a part of our nature.

suguru was amused by all the things you would say while he was eating you out or his dick was deep inside of you, repeatedly hitting your sweet spot without missing a beat, but he had favorites. one of his favorites that would make him rock hard and not want to stop any time soon was just the phrase "im sorry."

that phrase alone had him running around in his mind. he loved when you could admit defeat and flop down on the bed with your cheeks warm with spilled tears but your legs still opening up for him to take you again, again, and again until he was tired.

your other phrases were cute, of course, expressing how good you felt and the fact that you needed him to go faster and fuck you like he meant it, the whole ordeal, but the phrase "im sorry." was two words that were the equivalent of twenty; it meant a little more to him because that meant he was fucking you like he needed to.

saying 'im sorry." meant he was putting the dick down that were meant for five nights into one night, wrapped up just for you. your vision going blurry, your thighs cramping from how wide they were spread, and an incoming headache that you knew was going to last until the end of the day.

it was all too much, yet you felt fucking amazing every single time. the sex had you high on the moon and blabbering anything that came out of your mouth, and that's when you would say anything. how you were sorry and for him to slow down or stop altogether. what were you sorry for? who knows, it just slipped out of your mouth, but technically, it could be code for something else.

think of it as a white flag being thrown in, but he didn't take it as such, just what he assumed. because whenever he heard it, all he wanted to do was go faster and fuck you until his dick was wet up and your walls were closing so tightly around him that he had no choice but to finish inside of you.

folding you up and pushing your thighs into your chest as he pushed his hips repeatedly into you, not letting a second be used without pushing deeper and deeper inside of you.

"show me how sorry you are." a smirk on his face as he looks at you struggle to take his dick, slowly sliding his hand to your stomach and teasingly pressing down as you whined, knowing how sensitive you were to it. doing this every time he wanted you to say it, it was like a shot of adrenaline, getting you to throw down the towel and give him what he wanted.

he thought about why he loved it when you said these two little words and came to the conclusion that you never said sorry unless he was eight inches inside of you, plowing you down into the mattress back to back with no breaks, so this is the only time he could get you to back down and listen.

suguru thought he was a good tamer who could make you weak in the knees at any moment and say what he wanted to hear—that is, until he got you in bed and had you say anything he wanted, so anything he did to "tame" you outside the bedroom was nothing compared to how he got you to whimper and moan and admit defeat when he had you under him.

[sooguru]

post coming tmr..for sure this time

[sooguru]

Sometimes princess is a grown man who committed multiple crimes

[sooguru]

PFFFFT

Subaru Geto

[sooguru]

sugu version when …:3

sukuna literally can NOT fuck you slow and soft.

its not that he hates it. nor that he doesnt want to. its a lot more complicated than that.

sukuna always- always fucks you rough and fast.

thats how it has always been. but as a change of phrase, he once decided to try fucking you slow and soft. but to be honest its not like he choose to do so himself, he literally does not see the point in fucking you soft and slow when he can just blow your brains out. but he got curious. and when he happened to ask you one night, ''choose. want me to fuck you slow and soft or rough and fast? you have 5 seconds to make your choice.'' you had answered eagerly to be fucked slow and soft.

and he was willing to comply.

this night he had slipped his cock inside your tight little hole slowly. ever so slowly.

but he was already regretting agreeing to this. the moment your warm, wet, pussy wrapped around his thick cock he was already starting to lose reason. and he was barely half way in. but oh god how much he wanted to just slam his whole length inside of you in one go right than and there. but alas, he wouldn't. he did say he would give you a choice. and he wasnt about to go back on his word right now.

and in contrast to all the things going through his mind, he was holding up well enough. and after some agonizingly slow moments, he was finally all the way inside you. he couldnt help but curse under his breath, he was trying so, so hard to not just start pounding your pussy like a pathetic little fleshlight. oh, why did he subject himself to this torture?

he pulls his hips back slowly, and drives back in devastatingly slower than his used to. you let out a soft whimper in response. and thats when he makes his biggest mistake.

he looks up.

his ruby eyes locking with yours.

and immediately his eyes widen.

your brows are all furrowed and your lips pulled into a pout. in his eyes, he thinks you look like a sad puppy. an adorable puppy whimpering for more. he fucking groans. this isnt fair. why must you be so beautiful? why must you look at him that way? its as if you are begging him to fuck you stupid.

his cock twitches inside your pussy.

his hands grip your hips tightly.

and he pulls his own hips back, the movement is slow. but his following action is not, because next thing you know he is slamming you down on his cock. pounding your pussy like a madman as you moan and slip out protests from your mouth. but his not listening. he cant. and its your fault.

''...don't tell me to stop. t-take. it. this is your fault. so...hah..take. it. all.''