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how twins!suguru & kenjaku treat their little sis ... ♡ i didnt realize i had this old fic saved HUZZAH! i did not read this over so there might be mistakes soz.. this contains incest, mean kenjaku, and dubcon i think...

bigbro!sugu would be the sweetest ever… constantly pampering you, getting you your favorite treats, cuddling you close and letting you nuzzle your face into his warm neck. ask him for anything and he’ll almost always give it to you, because he is an absolute sweetheart and a softie for his dearest little sis.

bigbro!sugu would calmly chide kenjaku whenever he’d say something just a bit too mean to you, cooing as he spots tears prickling the corners of your eyes from whatever kenjaku had said. he wraps his warm arms around your waist and holds you close, murmuring things like “he doesn’t mean it, sweet girl”, and “your sugu-nii will make you feel better…”

bigbro!sugu who often puts your pleasure and comfort before his. he takes his time making sure his sister’s sweet, needy cunt is prepped before slowly sinking you down onto his thick cock. he’s slow, careful, and has his large hands placed onto your hips, guiding your body as you begin to ride him. it hurts each time you take his irritatingly big dick, but he makes up for it by whispering praises and sweet nothings into your ear, encouraging you to keep going and how good you’re making him feel.

bigbro!sugu likes to reward you by eating you out whenever you’ve been behaving particularly well. he has his face smushed against your hot, sticky mess of a pussy, mouth wrapped around your throbbing clit and two fingers stuffed deep inside your tight hole.

“tell me how it feels, pretty…”

“c’mon, puppy… cum f’ me, know you can do it… you’re doing so good.”

“there we go.. thaaat’s it, baby. allll over your big bro’s face…”

oh, how bigbro!sugu adores you…

but on the other hand…

bigbro!kenjaku? it’s a whole different story with him.

bigbro!kenjaku is so mean — talking to you like you’re the most incompetent and stupid thing ever, shoving you whenever you’re in his way, constantly giving you condescending looks, and just overall being a big jerk to poor little you :(

bigbro!kenjaku would definitely ramp up his bullying whenever your sweet sugu wasn’t there to protect you… you couldn’t go a minute without feeling his hands slap and grope your ass and forcing your shirt up to fondle and squeeze your tits whenever he felt like it.

bigbro!kenjaku makes you slobber and gag on his dick whenever he wants you to. he doesn't really care about your incessant whining and muffled cries that you can't take all of him down your throat, since he will make it fit anyway. tears, saliva, and snot run down your face and he thinks it's the most attractive thing ever.

bigbro!kenjaku doesn't bother prepping you when he wants to be inside of you. he doesn't even really bother asking you if he can fuck you either (why would he…), opting to just dragging you to his room and pulling your panties to the side when he wants. just a little glob of spit and he shoves his cock in, forcing your thighs to stay spread open no matter how much you thrash and whine from the burning stretch.

but you take it anyway, you always do. since you love your brothers so much. ♡

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I reworked a old toji drawing

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what is gege caleb (coming from someone who doesn’t play lads)

basically "gege" is chinese for "older brother" and in canon, in the chinese version of the game, MC referred to caleb as that. it's similar to how in korean they say "oppa". it's just a term of endearment! they dont necessarily have to be blood related, i think?

i don't play the chinese version, so i have never seen the context, but im sure they dont mean gege/brother in a romantic/incest way. but that's just the way my mind went to as soon as i found that out 😭

in the chinese, japanese, and korean versions of the game, caleb IS your adopted brother. but in the american/english version of the game, he's just your longtime childhood friend.

sorry, im so horrible at explaining things. i hope i was able to answer your question

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your caleb fic was 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤 would you be down with writing incest with him? there aren’t enough real brother caleb fics in this world and your writing is amazing <3

aww, thank you!! 🥺 i totally agree, there's hardly any (that I can find at least) because ive def searched and havent really found much. if i ever get an idea for real bro caleb, i definitely would write it! if you have ideas lmk 💋 <3

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cw:: fauxcest-ish? somno, noncon, noncon, noncon!!! (dubcon in some povs)

gege!caleb who isn't your actual brother, but desperately wants to be.

even though your gran adopted you both — when you were both kids, you still consider each other real siblings.

it's adorable <3

caleb, slightly older, taller, was always there for you as kids. he was like your makeshift bodyguard.

legs too tired from walking? piggyback ride it is.

kids bullying you on the playground? he'd jump right in between you.

hungry for a dessert? he'd help you sneak into gran's cookie jar, using his evol to reach the jar off the top shelf.

it was always like this as you grew up, cute, playful, and innocent.

but one thing gnawed at caleb incessantly. every night he would wish he could find a way to be even closer to you.

if only you guys were true siblings — he'd always feel connected to you.

the idea finally comes to him years later on his way back from his college graduation.

if caleb can't be your biological sibling.... then he'll just put something else biologically in you. that way you two will always be connected <3

the plan was easy.

you'd been complaining about those major headaches and stress from work. he told you being a hunter was too dangerous and stressful, but you never listened >:(

hmm, but what better way to relieve that than the fleet's new (untested) "pain meds". he's only giving them to you because he cares and doesn't want you in pain anymore :(

so when friday night rolls along and you're in caleb's skyhaven apartment and you suddenly get a migraine, caleb doesn't hesitate to offer you these pills.

you swallow them down with a gulp of water like it's materialized peace in your mouth.

not even five seconds later you're staggering, wobbling left and right.

"you okay there, pips?" caleb asks, eyes filled with worry. he truly was unaware how strong these pills were.

your hand rests on your temple as you try to steady your balance.

"yy-yeah, caleb. think im just gonna lay d—"

down you go, into caleb's open, warm, loving, brotherly arms.

"i got you, pips," he murmurs as he catches you. he makes it seem like you weigh nothing when he carries you bridal style to his bed, laying you down on it like you're the most precious thing to him.

and you are.

not just because you're his sister, but he can't imagine living without you.

well, adopted sister.

but none of that matters.

because when he snaps above you once, twice, to check if you're still awake and you don't respond — he starts to slowly unzip and glide your jeans off.

it really took no time at all before you were bare in front of him.

god, you're beautiful, sis. his thoughts of you were still pure (mostly?) in this dark situation. and you're mine, all mine.

as much as caleb wanted to immediately sink inside of you, he wasn't a monster. he would gladly help your body prepare for him. it's not like you were awake to challenge him anyways...

he climbed into the bed, spreading your legs, adoring your beautiful body. his cock was twitching at just the thought of what he was about to do to you.

he holds onto your thighs, softly pulling them apart and he kisses up your legs — taking his time to worship every inch.

when he finally, finally reaches your pussy , he doesn't hesitate. caleb sinks in.

his mouth finds your clit and gives it a wet, sloppy kiss. he tentatively inserts a single finger in you.

fuck, why are you so tight? it's so hard for him to get just a single finger in as if your body is resisting him.

no, no, that can't be it. you would never resist gege. it must be because you're a virgin. yes, that's right. you were saving your first time for him. fuck, he loves you even more now <3

in and out, his finger goes, trying to move further inward with every few thrusts. his mouth, still exploring your folds.

damn, you smell good.

your pussy smells so good, way better than your panties (though he still loves smelling those too) :)

lick, lick, lick, caleb's tongue leaves a warm wet trail up and down your clit.

if you were awake, would you push him away or grasp his hair and push him down into you further?

that thought racks at caleb's mind as he inserts another finger into you.

his little bird is delicious.

the sweet taste of you drips onto his tongue and his fingers. if it were up to him, caleb would eat you out all night, but he has no idea how long you'll be out for.

it's not much longer until he can no longer hold back anymore.

"i need — i need to be inside you," he whispers.

he pulls out both fingers and suckles on them both, tongue swirling at the taste of you.

by the time caleb undressed, he's the hardest he's ever been. he strokes himself, once, twice, his angry tip spilling out pre.

his other hand (not the one he used on you) gently glides over your face. as nice as it would be for you to be awake, it's too big a risk. he still savors your innocent sleeping beauty form...

right before he climbs above you, in between your legs, and finally, finally slides into you.

"f-fuck sis, i can barely fit." he has to inch himself into you. and inch by agonizing inch, caleb finds his way deeper inside his little sister. he bottoms out, fully inside you and you make the tiniest of moans. he pauses, only for a moment to make sure you're still asleep.

"sorry, pips — nghn, don't think ill last long."

and then he's fucking you.

at last, years after meeting you, knowing you, loving you.

he adores you more than anything — his little bird.

god, he wishes he could see your eyes right now. the look on your face as gege sinks his long throbbing cock into you. over and over and over and over. he can't fucking stop.

he wishes he could see the look on your face when you cum. he wishes he could hear you moan his name. he wishes he could feel your nails dig into his back while he's inside you. he wishes you stop seeing that boring doctor — gege knows what's best for you. he wishes you would stay like this, all his, forever.

you look so beautiful like this — perfect.

taking his cock like a good little sister. he was practically made for you, and you him.

his thrusts were becoming erratic, irregular. it wasn't just about fucking you for his mission, it's the fact he's inside you and he can't believe it. you, you, you. it's always you. every thought is always you

and your pussy feels so good, so perfect. your gummy walls tighten around caleb's cock like a vice.

you wouldn't do that if you didn't want this right? you want this. you wanted this. of course you did. you wouldn't be clenching against him every time he thrusted if you didn't.

if you were awake, caleb would take his time, stimulate you more and fuck he wishes he had the time to do that. but right now he just needs to cum. he needs to fill you up. it's the only thing that matters right now. he hasn't used your panties in two weeks — built up so much cum, just for this. just for you.

as much as caleb adores how cute you look in this position, he wants to feel you even deeper.

he's quickly flipping you over, still cautiously (and still inside you), and swapping places with you.

he's not got you laying on top of him, head nooked into his neck. fuck why can't you be awake?

he shakes the thought out of his head. no, it's better this way when you can't resist what he knows you need.

you promised you would never leave him as kids.... this is just caleb's way of making sure you keep that promise.

and then he's thrusting his hip, bucking up into you like a rabid dog. he's fucking you hard and in this position you (could) feel all of him. he bounces you up and down on his cock while he thrusts.

he's so deep, he could honestly die like this. inside you, what a way to go.

caleb's earlier words catch up with him when you let out another soft moan. you're just too fucking cute like this.

a little more, a little more, caleb's cock drives into you before he stills, spilling every hot drop of his love into your womb. every promise you two made to each other and the guarantee you'll never leave him.

"i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you—"

he kisses your ear and your neck and your forehead and your lips and your shoulder and everywhere he can think of in this position.

"mine— *smooch* —all mine," he breathes in between kisses. "never, —ever leaving me sis..."

there aren't enough words in the dictionary to describe how much caleb loves you. at least this way, now you'll know...

this'll all be worth it once you're pregnant, you'll see. once you're carrying caleb's baby, you'll be connected to him forever <3

besides, if this doesn't work, you'll surely get a headache again at some point. and big brother caleb will be right there to help you out over and over, as much as he needs to :)

Fleet Pain Mediation

Warning: read entire label before consuming

⚠️ side effects may cause nausea, memory loss, and prevention of pregnancy. Proceed with caution.

srry my brain was fried for a while (gojo domained me lwk) and it's been hard to write. this might be my longest fic on this blog yet. im really trying to get back into it.... i literally have soooo many drafts :( love u guys tho <33

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eeek! omg tysm for 1k!!! i never imagined that many people would like my ideas or writing, let alone follow me! thank you so much! muah 💋 im literally just a freak who loves icky stuff, so ty guys 🖤🩵

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i dont know how i got here but this idea is so hawt. can you please write this op! this idea is so brilliant and i can def see a similar scenario with the jjk guys.

I don’t know why, this isn’t even something I would typically want to write, but thinking about fem reader being the only female roommate in the apartment and never paying rent because she lets all the bakusquad boys take turns on her whenever they feel like it regardless of if they’re single or in a relationship

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18+

when your best friend shows up with a silicon mould of his dick, you think it’s one of his stupid jokes. it should be—except he’s dead serious. “for practice,” satoru says, as if that explains anything. practice for what? apparently, for the day you finally stop being a virgin and decide to date some poor bastard. because, in his words, it’s his duty as your best friend to set the bar high enough so you don’t go settling for less.

tragic, he calls it, if you ended up with someone who couldn’t measure up—when you’ve got him. well, not him, exactly. a replica of him. thick and heavy in your hands, veins carved into silicon with obscene detail. the kind of thing you’d scroll past online, laugh at for looking unrealistic, dangerous even.

and yet here you are, knees braced on the carpet, the suction base planted against the floor like some depraved monument. satoru is manspreading on the edge of your bed, sunglasses slipping down his nose so he can watch every twitch of your face. even with the copious amount of lube, it stretches you open cruelly, the blunt head popping past resistance and leaving your stomach cramping. you let out a shaky little sound before sinking even lower, the wet squelch filling the room. “holy shit,” he laughs, disbelieving and breathless, “you’re really taking it.” he crosses one leg over his lap.

you roll your hips once, tentative, and the drag of silicon veins inside you has your head tipping back, lips parting around a moan. by the time you bottom out, you’re trembling—walls fluttering around the silicone like it doesn’t know whether to take it or or force it back out. drool slicks your lip as you try not to think about the fact that it’s his cock you’re training on.

another whine bubbles up your throat as you rock your hips, proving something—you don’t know what, or to who—but the thought still sears through: i’ve lost my virginity, indirectly, to a copy of my best friend’s dick.

later, you’ll realise maybe this was his plan all along. how every guy you dated after could never measure up—literally.

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I can imagine Dad!Toji letting other guys pay, whether coworkers, buddies, or strangers, to fuck daughter!reader when he's strapped for cash. His only condition was that he was in the same room and watch. He didn't care if some guy was getting too rough, as long as the guy was satisfied and paid, maybe even tipped, he didn't care. And once he had enough money to get by for a while, he would stop. At least, until he needed more money again...

omggg anon, i can imagine this too!

it's also crazy because ive seen a p video almost EXACTLY like this 😭

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the end of the month was when it was the worst. when your dad started to run low on money. that was how all this started....

"you need to start pitching in more around here," he first told you when you he started struggling. dad!toji urged you to find a job and after weeks of you lazing around the house, doing nothing, he finally got an idea.

since you like staying on the couch so much, he can turn the couch into work for you.

the first person to visit was someone you had recognized before — shiu, your dad's coworker.

"what's shiu doing here so late?" you complained, not knowing the new job your dad had in store for you.

"hm, doll. I found a job for you" toji simply answered. "we're late on bills and shiu offered to help us out"

"how... nice of him" you answered awkwardly when you felt both men staring at you.

"you just have to sleep with him." toji got your attention back with the shocking statement.

"what!? dad, no, I can't!" you had protested, backing away.

"why? you a virgin?"

"well no —"

"then it's fine. we have bills to pay. you don't want to be homeless do you?" toji had a good point .... "dont worry, you won't be alone with him. ill watch"

you couldn't imagine what was worse. the fact you had to fuck someone for money or that your own father was watching you fuck him.

shiu was a family friend. you could trust him right...?

he surprisingly took his time with you. although that had a negative effect because you wanted this over as quickly as possible. even if he was paying a lot of money. he was practically an uncle... and your own father was watching him defile you. this was so fucked.

shiu had you bouncing on him, and before he was finished, he flipped you into reverse cowgirl, so he could have you looking at your dad.

"how's your princess doing toj?" he teased.

toji rolled his eyes, but you could see the tent in his pants getting bigger and bigger.

"look at him, see his eyes?" shiu whispers and tilts your head up by your chin, forcing you to stare back at toji. "he's staring at your pussy. watching you ride me. wishing it was his cock fucking you instead of mine — his own daughter."

the words were filthy, so disgusting and repulsive. so why did they only make you wetter? the thought of you riding toji instead turned you on when it should've had the opposite effect. :(

shiu was close and as he got done teasing he pulled you off of him and came on your face.

"man, your daughter is a good fuck." shiu instantly pulled his pants and clothes back on, casually as if he hadn't just destroyed the girl he'd seen grow up. "let me know if you need another loan, fushiguro." shiu winks at you and lights a cigarette before heading out the door.

that's when you finally break down and freak out, running to your room. it's only ten minutes later when toji knocks on your door. "freshen up, next one will be here in twenty minutes."

IDK WHERE TF I WAS GOING WITH THIS???

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Hi! I needed you to know I think about your fic where Big bro!Gojo eats out his sis during the family vacation at least once a day! Please write more like it! Thank you and don’t let haters bring you down.

hehe, thank you! 🩵 satoru is thinking about doing something special soon, just for you. 💋

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I have an idea that if dad!Toji or bro!Megumi were to get reader preg, would they force them to keep or get rid of it, would they ask for the reader's input, etc.

hiii, so

in my opinion in general, i always believe it will be the reader/the person's choice. just wanted to get that out there.

as far as bro gumi or dad toji having an input on readers decision, i think it depends on the situation they're in. if it's the free use reader, I def think toji may have her get rid of it (if she actually follows through, im not sure yet).

atp toji just wants to fuck her whenever he wants without consequence. he wouldn't really want another mouth to feed in that timeline + if you're busy with the baby that's less time with him and he would hate that.

if it's the dad bf toji, he would never even think that! he loves reader so much and even though he's *alot* older, he would be willing to keep it, as long as SHE was okay with it. he wouldn't pressure her at all, and would leave the decision up to her, supporting her regardless.

i don't think megumi wants kids. at least none of the versions ive written (yet). he would tell reader that, but even if he's acting like a jerk, i don't believe megumi genuinely could force her to get rid of it. i just can't picture him being that evil. he would probably express he definitely isn't ready to be a parent, but if she decides to keep it, he'll help out. he knows what's it's like to not have a dad; so he wouldn't want to do that to his kid either.

in most of these situations though, if she does keep it, they will definitely need to move states/countries and start over very far away 😭

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doodle <3

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No one fucks you better than your sleeping, unconscious dad when you sneak into his room at night.

Toji doesn’t have a tendency to express much emotion, but you can tell he’s glad he has one more mouth to feed since you decided to take a break in the middle of your college education. He takes care of you and provides you with whatever you need like it just comes naturally to him.

He starts waking up every morning feeling so relaxed and fulfilled that he’s almost questioning why his life seems to be so stable lately, like he just has a natural tendency to be content. It’s been years and years since your mother passed away and he’s way past being wildly upset about it anymore, but this feeling of natural happiness still surprises him.

He just dismisses it as a fatherly response to his daughter being under his care again, since all that’s changed is you living with him again. It’s nice. Taking you to a stadium to watch a game, buying you a hot dog and some popcorn when you didn’t ask for it, spending time with you looking over your essays like he has any clue about any of it and gruffly offering a grunt in approval, ‘keep it up, kid,’ going back and forth with you for too long about what you’re craving for dinner with his stupid apron on, watching his favorite stupid show and withstanding your teasing about his taste in entertainment— it’s a natural response for a father to be glad their daughter is back in the safety of his home.

But really, you’ve just been sitting on his oddly huge cock for a few hours every night.

Under all of the conditioning and experiences of life, Toji is just a man with a reproductive system. His subconscious, biological body doesn’t know the difference between his daughter’s pussy and another’s, all it knows is the wet, warm embrace of it. And maybe there’s part of his subconscious with no sense of right or wrong that’s more than giddy he gets to be inside the most cherished person in his life. Why would it matter to brainless reproductive organs and a beating heart that you’re his daughter more than the fact that he loves you?

Before the inciting incident that lead to your secret nightly endeavors, you were celibate. Ever since your last relationship ended with you in tears, you’ve ditched sex and relationships and you’re better off for it. What’s the point in getting hurt and wasting your time entertaining these stupid men?

But your father is different. He’s the one stable man in your life. He’s literally built into your DNA, you see traces of his expressions within yours. He’d never leave you or hurt you, he has the most love a male could ever hold for another; his daughter. With him, you feel safe in every way and all of your walls come down. Your body seems to be SO comfortable, in fact, that it seems to yearn for a deeper connection with him.

At first, you didn’t view your cool dad like that, of course not. You came home from college and he helped you unpack before providing a good meal and you innocently felt grateful to have him.

But things change. Your father’s dick is huge, you never really noticed until one of your college buddies pointed it out and you shoved their shoulder with a ‘gross.’

Since then, you kept noticing the permanent bulge in his loose sweatpants. It got to the point Toji thought he had a stain on his pants and asked you what was wrong with them. You uttered a ‘why do you never wear anything but sweatpants?’ as more of a cover than anything and he just tells you they’re comfortable, what’s wrong with that? Toji thinks this new generation is always switching up trends and whatever bullshit he doesn’t care about.

But you skimmed some things on reddit and you’re thinking it’s actually because his dick and balls are the type of big that makes normal clothing feel like latex. It’s a thing! What an inconvenience it is to be blessed down under. You also find out he goes commando that first fateful night.

That one very drunk night with friends who all ditched you for one night stands at the bar. You’re stumbling home with dissatisfaction and a hint of something bitter. You go to alert your father that you’re home, but he’s already passed out. You can tell he was waiting for you because he’s sitting up a bit in bed while the TV plays. You nibble on some dinner he left for you in the fridge with a note, ‘eat this’ and then you crash into your bed.

It’s not long before you’re growing frustrated with loneliness and decide to bring a pillow to your father’s room, like old times.

Getting all cozy next to your grounding father in his California king is just the thing. You even drunkly snicker with a cringe when you see a very clear boner in his sweats as he sleeps. At least he’s still healthy enough to have proper blood flow and testosterone output.

You find yourself tossing and turning as you settle in and close your eyes; your body always decides it’s the perfect time to make your pussy yearn for a release right before bed. You sigh. You just need to let out some steam, achieve a little orgasm and go off to sleep. It’s not like a simple swiping of your clit will wake your father beside you.

He’s always slept so deeply, you and your friends used to play stupid sleep pranks on him because of this and he never even budged.

You glance down at his cock with drunk eyes. It’s just once, it’s not like he’ll find out you used him to relive yourself. You sloppily pull his cock out and you’re amused when it twitches so violently in your hand— it’s like the thing is confused as to why it’s getting any kind of action after retiring. You don’t expect anything less than the very full, veiny, older man cock attached to your bulky father. You let it sway proudly in the air as you drunkly kick off your pajama pants and throw them aside.

You clumsily throw your leg over his lap to straddle him and let out a slurred ‘oops sorry,’ when you accidentally stumble forward onto his heaving chest a bit. Pulling your panties to the side, you hum blearily when you feel that first swipe of a warm, overly matured cock head through your overjoyed labia. The sober version of you is hidden behind dizzy layers of alcohol but you can still feel a little nervousness shining through, glancing up at your blurry father to make sure he’s still sleeping. You can, at least, acknowledge that it would be very bad if he woke up right now, even drunk.

You tell yourself, if anything, your dad would be proud of you for taking initiative in your health as you slide down to the hilt. You can’t help the deeep breath of utter relief fanning over his scarred lips and blissful face as your walls eagerly welcome in the stretch of a nice hefty warm cock with sweet pulsing hugs in greetings.

You sit for a nice moment, breathing deeply as if meditating with the euphoric feeling of penetration and finally feeling oh-so full. The safety and stability you feel on a biological level because this is the one man that will never leave you only adds to the dizzying bliss.

After a good long few minutes, listening to the subtle buzz of storage wars and your father’s loud older man breath as your body shivers, you begin to fuck him.

Maybe you should have been a little more careful, timed your thrusts to when he lets out those familiar obnoxious snores, but you don’t. You’re lucky that he doesn’t wake up, because your bouncing is less than subtle as his body rocks with the force ofyour hips. He even lets out a very few amount of sleepy grunts between breaths, brows subtly twitching in his sleep like his body is utterly confused and your proud pussy flutters happily at the sound of his unconscious approval.

You get so comfortable and a little lazy that you eventually rest on his warm chest as you enjoy, face shoved in his masculine neck. It’s utterly indulgent and purely a primal gesture when you swipe your tongue against his protruding adams apple.

“Okay okay,” you mutter to yourself and his eager cock when you feel it twitch violently inside of you, a warning that his body is ready to cum, “I know, just a little more and I’ll get off.”

But it’s not a little more, your drunk ass can’t help but keep pushing off the impending pressure to hop off of his dick until eventually the sperm that made you, breeds you. His abdomen that’s peeking out of his loose shirt is clenching and contracting as his face twitches through his cloud nine release, lips falling open in silent elated ecstasy.

Your delayed reaction and inability to notice what’s happening makes you gasp when you finally realize he’s unconsciously giving you a creampie, and you yank your hips up until his cock is plopping out aggressively from the sudden exit and jerking through the air while the last of his sperm ejects onto your inner thighs and his tummy, rhythmically.

You blink down at the cum pooling out of your tight cunt, stringing down to land on his smiling cock, and you slur a “oops, fuck.”

But hey, what’s done is done and he’s still half hard when you say fuck it and mount him comfortably again with a shimmy of your hips, till your labia is kissing his base; you figure this can’t be for nothing! You swipe your clit quickly as you hump a few dozen times, and milk his spent cock through your sweet, blinding orgasm with a loud muffled moan behind your palm and an arched back.

Thankfully, you’re not stupid enough to pass out there, but still not smart enough to clean his dick before fumbling it back into his pants and falling into the deepest sleep you’ve ever had beside him with your pants on backwards.

When Toji wakes up, he feels that curious feeling of contented bliss for the first time. He catches glance of you sleeping happily beside him and oh how lucky is he? His daughter still wants to sleep with dad, he thinks maybe you’re still having nightmares or maybe you had a bad night with your friends as he gently pulls the blanket up on your body. Whatever it is that makes him feel like this, he has a pep in his step as he gets ready for the day that morning. His brow cocks when he undresses for a shower, seeing his slobbery, messy, sticky white cum soaked cock. He hasn’t had a wet dream in years and his dick is ultra sensitive, he thinks it’s ridiculous at his age, but not earth shattering. He just cleans himself up and goes about his day.

At first waking up, you died of shock and horror about the things you did, incessantly scolding yourself of the depravity of it all, but you come to the necessary conclusion that it was just a one time thing for your own state of mind. You can just forget about it and your morals will be forgiven with time, it’ll all be fine.

You stayed in your room for the whole day after that, burying yourself in mindless movie marathons on your laptop. Toji finally swung your door open and nodded his head towards the livingroom and told you to ‘get out of this damn room,’ and do something. Toji remembers how bad his hangovers were in his youth before he said goodbye to drinking, but you’ve got his strong genes, you just need to get up and eat something.

He feels like an accomplished dad when you drag yourself up to eat Chinese takeout with him on the couch and ‘boo!’ at some show for the night. It’s not uncomfortable and you’re not acting any different, because, well, he doesn’t even know and in your mind, that means you can temporarily believe the tale that you’re not depraved and morally grey enough to fuck him while he slept.

The only thing that feels different is how horny you start to get, eyes wandering and heart pounding when he does normal fatherly things for you that shows he cares. You think you’re going crazy when he swipes some ketchup off of the side of your face and licks it up causally without a second thought like he’s done before and your pussy aches. Your reproductive system hasn’t seemed to get the memo that it was a mistake to use your father’s body for some relief, that you’re absolutely pure again and morally correct and you’d never do it again.

But then, you do it again.

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Btw Big Brother Sukuna waits until after your pathetic nightly masterbation session to come in and use you when he needs a nice hole to fuck because your post-orgasm pussy always gets so slimy and twitchy after when he mounts you. He loves prone boning you into the bed as you sleep, acting as a weighted blanket while stuffing such a large rod into such a tight hole. He doesn’t really care if you wake up or not, but just in case, he covers the entirety of your lower face with his rough palm as his other arm wraps possessively around your midsection, his back hunched over your jerking body. You’re not going anywhere with his monster grip, and hopefully, keeping you away from the ability to even potentially express your distaste in the first place makes it so he doesn’t have to think about anything but his sister’s warm, wet hole that was made for him to hammer into

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i know caleb isn't what was requested but i had like 3 weeks of writers block (for the jjk stuff). also that's just what i felt like writing sorry 😭 im trying to get back into it <3 the latest sukuna request is almost done tho so hopefully it's not much longer.

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cw:: fauxcest-ish? somno, noncon, noncon, noncon!!! (dubcon in some povs)

gege!caleb who isn't your actual brother, but desperately wants to be.

even though your gran adopted you both — when you were both kids, you still consider each other real siblings.

it's adorable <3

caleb, slightly older, taller, was always there for you as kids. he was like your makeshift bodyguard.

legs too tired from walking? piggyback ride it is.

kids bullying you on the playground? he'd jump right in between you.

hungry for a dessert? he'd help you sneak into gran's cookie jar, using his evol to reach the jar off the top shelf.

it was always like this as you grew up, cute, playful, and innocent.

but one thing gnawed at caleb incessantly. every night he would wish he could find a way to be even closer to you.

if only you guys were true siblings — he'd always feel connected to you.

the idea finally comes to him years later on his way back from his college graduation.

if caleb can't be your biological sibling.... then he'll just put something else biologically in you. that way you two will always be connected <3

the plan was easy.

you'd been complaining about those major headaches and stress from work. he told you being a hunter was too dangerous and stressful, but you never listened >:(

hmm, but what better way to relieve that than the fleet's new (untested) "pain meds". he's only giving them to you because he cares and doesn't want you in pain anymore :(

so when friday night rolls along and you're in caleb's skyhaven apartment and you suddenly get a migraine, caleb doesn't hesitate to offer you these pills.

you swallow them down with a gulp of water like it's materialized peace in your mouth.

not even five seconds later you're staggering, wobbling left and right.

"you okay there, pips?" caleb asks, eyes filled with worry. he truly was unaware how strong these pills were.

your hand rests on your temple as you try to steady your balance.

"yy-yeah, caleb. think im just gonna lay d—"

down you go, into caleb's open, warm, loving, brotherly arms.

"i got you, pips," he murmurs as he catches you. he makes it seem like you weigh nothing when he carries you bridal style to his bed, laying you down on it like you're the most precious thing to him.

and you are.

not just because you're his sister, but he can't imagine living without you.

well, adopted sister.

but none of that matters.

because when he snaps above you once, twice, to check if you're still awake and you don't respond — he starts to slowly unzip and glide your jeans off.

it really took no time at all before you were bare in front of him.

god, you're beautiful, sis. his thoughts of you were still pure (mostly?) in this dark situation. and you're mine, all mine.

as much as caleb wanted to immediately sink inside of you, he wasn't a monster. he would gladly help your body prepare for him. it's not like you were awake to challenge him anyways...

he climbed into the bed, spreading your legs, adoring your beautiful body. his cock was twitching at just the thought of what he was about to do to you.

he holds onto your thighs, softly pulling them apart and he kisses up your legs — taking his time to worship every inch.

when he finally, finally reaches your pussy , he doesn't hesitate. caleb sinks in.

his mouth finds your clit and gives it a wet, sloppy kiss. he tentatively inserts a single finger in you.

fuck, why are you so tight? it's so hard for him to get just a single finger in as if your body is resisting him.

no, no, that can't be it. you would never resist gege. it must be because you're a virgin. yes, that's right. you were saving your first time for him. fuck, he loves you even more now <3

in and out, his finger goes, trying to move further inward with every few thrusts. his mouth, still exploring your folds.

damn, you smell good.

your pussy smells so good, way better than your panties (though he still loves smelling those too) :)

lick, lick, lick, caleb's tongue leaves a warm wet trail up and down your clit.

if you were awake, would you push him away or grasp his hair and push him down into you further?

that thought racks at caleb's mind as he inserts another finger into you.

his little bird is delicious.

the sweet taste of you drips onto his tongue and his fingers. if it were up to him, caleb would eat you out all night, but he has no idea how long you'll be out for.

it's not much longer until he can no longer hold back anymore.

"i need — i need to be inside you," he whispers.

he pulls out both fingers and suckles on them both, tongue swirling at the taste of you.

by the time caleb undressed, he's the hardest he's ever been. he strokes himself, once, twice, his angry tip spilling out pre.

his other hand (not the one he used on you) gently glides over your face. as nice as it would be for you to be awake, it's too big a risk. he still savors your innocent sleeping beauty form...

right before he climbs above you, in between your legs, and finally, finally slides into you.

"f-fuck sis, i can barely fit." he has to inch himself into you. and inch by agonizing inch, caleb finds his way deeper inside his little sister. he bottoms out, fully inside you and you make the tiniest of moans. he pauses, only for a moment to make sure you're still asleep.

"sorry, pips — nghn, don't think ill last long."

and then he's fucking you.

at last, years after meeting you, knowing you, loving you.

he adores you more than anything — his little bird.

god, he wishes he could see your eyes right now. the look on your face as gege sinks his long throbbing cock into you. over and over and over and over. he can't fucking stop.

he wishes he could see the look on your face when you cum. he wishes he could hear you moan his name. he wishes he could feel your nails dig into his back while he's inside you. he wishes you stop seeing that boring doctor — gege knows what's best for you. he wishes you would stay like this, all his, forever.

you look so beautiful like this — perfect.

taking his cock like a good little sister. he was practically made for you, and you him.

his thrusts were becoming erratic, irregular. it wasn't just about fucking you for his mission, it's the fact he's inside you and he can't believe it. you, you, you. it's always you. every thought is always you

and your pussy feels so good, so perfect. your gummy walls tighten around caleb's cock like a vice.

you wouldn't do that if you didn't want this right? you want this. you wanted this. of course you did. you wouldn't be clenching against him every time he thrusted if you didn't.

if you were awake, caleb would take his time, stimulate you more and fuck he wishes he had the time to do that. but right now he just needs to cum. he needs to fill you up. it's the only thing that matters right now. he hasn't used your panties in two weeks — built up so much cum, just for this. just for you.

as much as caleb adores how cute you look in this position, he wants to feel you even deeper.

he's quickly flipping you over, still cautiously (and still inside you), and swapping places with you.

he's not got you laying on top of him, head nooked into his neck. fuck why can't you be awake?

he shakes the thought out of his head. no, it's better this way when you can't resist what he knows you need.

you promised you would never leave him as kids.... this is just caleb's way of making sure you keep that promise.

and then he's thrusting his hip, bucking up into you like a rabid dog. he's fucking you hard and in this position you (could) feel all of him. he bounces you up and down on his cock while he thrusts.

he's so deep, he could honestly die like this. inside you, what a way to go.

caleb's earlier words catch up with him when you let out another soft moan. you're just too fucking cute like this.

a little more, a little more, caleb's cock drives into you before he stills, spilling every hot drop of his love into your womb. every promise you two made to each other and the guarantee you'll never leave him.

"i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you—"

he kisses your ear and your neck and your forehead and your lips and your shoulder and everywhere he can think of in this position.

"mine— *smooch* —all mine," he breathes in between kisses. "never, —ever leaving me sis..."

there aren't enough words in the dictionary to describe how much caleb loves you. at least this way, now you'll know...

this'll all be worth it once you're pregnant, you'll see. once you're carrying caleb's baby, you'll be connected to him forever <3

besides, if this doesn't work, you'll surely get a headache again at some point. and big brother caleb will be right there to help you out over and over, as much as he needs to :)

Fleet Pain Mediation

Warning: read entire label before consuming

⚠️ side effects may cause nausea, memory loss, and prevention of pregnancy. Proceed with caution.

srry my brain was fried for a while (gojo domained me lwk) and it's been hard to write. this might be my longest fic on this blog yet. im really trying to get back into it.... i literally have soooo many drafts :( love u guys tho <33

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Just being fucking held so safely in big brother Satoru’s chest, spooning with such affection and radiating body warmth. Letting him kiss and coo into the top of your head as he gently lifts your leg up to slide your panties to the side with intention to connect fully.

You let out a little incoherent whine and grab hold of his large hand holding the weight of your leg up when his hard tip nudges some force against the resistance of your warm entrance. You’re too relaxed for verbalizing your worry and your big brother doesn’t even need communication to understand.

“Shh, don’t worry,” he lets go of his cock to rub soothingly through your labia as you converse, “They won’t come in here.”

“But dad said—“

“Baby, baby, baby,” he interrupts you right into the shell of your ear with the most comforting whispered tone, “He won’t. I’ve got you, big brother’s got you. I’m gonna push into your pussy now. Okay?”

The detailed warning makes you shiver and you grip onto the sheets in front of you with a nod. “Okay.”

Satoru has only been inside of you once, excluding some fingering and pussy eating. His cock is a recent indulgence you had begged for over and over for until he finally relented and gave it to you. He made it oh-so special, telling your parents he was gonna take you to a little event to have some sibling bonding time, but really just took you to a nice hotel and fucked you into the squeaky bed all night.

You haven’t ever crossed the line with full penetration in your actual home, much less while your parents are sleeping in the other room.

He uses the sticky fingers gliding through your pussy to line his shaft up to your hole and finally push in.

You gasp as the hard thing drives right past the resistance of your opening and rests halfway inside your gooey center. Satoru exhales deeply in relief and wraps his arms roughly around your body to keep you nice and close, assurance that your wriggling won’t accidentally de-mount him while he basks in the feeling. Your leg rests back down now that he’s safely inside. “God fuck, I missed you.”

“S-Satoru, wait,” you whine, when he decides to continue pushing until his base fully disappears into you, despite your body still adjusting to the initial penetration. Your shaky hands wrap around his arms for a false sense of control.

“See? All done, all done,” he coos into the side of your face, breathy and throaty as his cock viscerally pulses in rhythm with the clenching of your walls.

You whimper with a nod, breath heaving as your hand sloppily slides down to rest over the small buldge of evidence that he’s inside your tummy.

“I feel you in there,” you observe aloud, making him hiss and trace his teeth against your jaw, trying to contain himself so he doesn’t just start pounding into your blissful hole like his body is screaming at him to do.

“Yeah?” He breathes, legs tangled with yours and back hunched dramatically so he can stay within you. He drags one cold, sweaty palm to push down on your hand over the tummy bulge. “Ohh, I feel me in there too. Nice and snug, hugging me so nice.”

“Oh my god,” you gasp and jerk at the pressure he applies to your tummy, whimpering and using your free hand to grasp his hip possessively.

He smiles against your skin and rubs his face against the side of yours affectionately. “I’m gonna move,” he warns, making your body instinctively tighten up to prepare for collision.

“Yeahh,” he breathes in utter bliss as he gently clenches his ass to first force himself in as deeply as he can despite already being fully seated. He doesn’t even pull out at all, just grinds against your ass in circles. “Ohhh, wow. That’s so nice. Does it feel nice, baby?”

Your face scrunches as feelings of incredible tingling and slight cramping mix within you from the motion. Your tummy is maxed out, at its full capacity limit, but Satoru’s hips are forcing your insides to make room that it doesn’t have to offer. Your pussy is acting as a flesh sock that’s just vaccum sealed tight around his gyrating cock, following its movement involuntarily no matter where it goes.

“It’s really deep—” you hiss hastily and slightly panicked. Your back arches, body instinctively trying to escape. “I— no— I don’t think I can do it, Toru.”

Your whining makes Satoru immediately halt and apply relief by relaxing his hips and letting the base slip out just half an inch. His muscular arms tighten around your body and he lifts his head to get a look at your face. “You okay?” he asks with concern, head still spinning with pleasure as your walls tightly embrace his cock in pulses as if grateful for the sudden relief. “I’m sorry,” he rubs his face into yours, kissing the corner of your lips, “just feels so fucking good and tight in there, I get carried away.”

You nod with a pout, turning your head so his lips can rest on top of yours as you speak into eachother’s mouths. “It’s okay, j-just hurts a little when you go in so deep. I wish I could take you as far as you can go but it’s too much,” you say, clearly upset with yourself and Satoru recognizes this way of speaking immediately.

“Hey,” he chides softly in familiar big brother fashion, brows hardening as his eyes bore into yours, “what did I say about talking down to yourself like that?”

Your pout deepens and he pecks you.

“Hm? What did I say?” He persists into your lips, waiting for you to obey.

“That words matter and to be kind to myself,” you repeat his past words with a sniffle, more than half of your focus still honed in on the penetrating cock within you.

“Mhmm,” he nods sweetly and slowly inches the fingers over your tummy down until they’re languidly swiping your clit, “that you deserve the same kindness you show others. Good girl.”

Your eyes roll and you both groan when the clit stimulus causes your insides to jolt. He bites his lip as his hazy eyes threaten to follow yours to the back of his skull, still so close to your face that you’re recycling oxygen. “Can I fuck you now? You okay inside? I won’t go too deep.”

You immediately nod and your legs twitch as you cope with the feeling of his fingers and cock. “Mhm. Go, Toru.”

He smiles against your lips, then kisses them with a sweet ‘chu’ before using the hand on your clit to instead fully embrace the entirety of your pussy in his palm, fingers separating around the intrusion of his dick inside your hole. He wants to feel the movement right from the source of your connection.

“Communicate with me,” he reminds you protectively, eyes fluttering closed as he begins to pull his hips back just until he’s halfway free, letting your insides flutter closed before forcing them to part ways for his rod with a thorough thrust.

You let out a breathy, shaky moan as you move your hands to grip the arm around you for stability and he hums happily in response to your reaction.

“You love your big brother so much, don’t you?” he moans into your lips, thrusting again and again until he picks up a steady rhythm.

Your lips are permanently parted as your legs begin to shake, every hump hitting your g spot like a bell at the top of an arcade game. You nod quickly. “Love— love you s—ahh— so much.”

Satoru groans out an exhale and then hisses an inhale, legs pushing deeper into the tangle of yours as his hips already give in to the desire to pick up the pace. “I love you more, my perfect girl. Ahh— fucking perfect. So perfect. Doing such a good—mmf— job taking me.”

Your nails dig into his arm as your body begins to jostle due to the weight of his hammering. Your pussy flutters at your brother’s praise and he lets out a throaty groan.

Your eyes twitch open when you think you hear something in the distance, outside of the safety of your brother’s dim room. “Wait, I— I think I heard something, Satoru,” you whisper, worried eyes glancing at the closed door as his relentless humping continues, undisturbed.

The repeated squelch of your connection is all Satoru can hear and he shoves his tongue into your mouth as his hold on you gets possessively tighter. “No, they’re sleeping,” he says quickly into your mouth. “I’m inside you, my cock is moving so nice inside you,” he moves his lips into your ear and tells your brain what it should be focusing on, sweetly and lewdly. “Feels so good— mmm— It’s fucking ridiculous.”

Satoru knows dad never wakes up at this time and mom doesn’t even budge from those loud ass old man snores he lets out through the night. He brushes off your worries easily, hips not letting up once.

“Oh god,” you whimper in pleasure, concern losing the battle to the magnitude of euphoria he’s fucking into you. “It does. Feels so good,” you agree with him pathetically, making him growl and start swiping fast circles on your throbbing clit.

“I want you to cum,” he breathes, his lengthy back is dramatically and comically hunched so he can mouth at your neck while staying mounted due to his aggressive height. “I really want you to.”

You whimper, and like a trained dog that’s just desperate for her big brother’s approval in every sense, an orgasm appears within the distance as your legs stiffen. “O-Okay, I’ll do it,” you nod stupidly, pushing into his neck kisses, “I’ll cum Toru.”

“Oh my fuck, you’re so cute.” He groans and takes a brief bite out of your neck, a subtle ‘slap’ growing in the air as his pace harshly excels along with the aggressive pace of his fingertips. “Right here, that’s your cute little clit, hmm? Gonna help big brother make you cum, hm?” he slobbers into your ear, goading you on as your back arches and noises of impact jut through your throat uncontrollably.

A few perfectly angled strokes against your clit while his hard tip abuses your g spot makes your orgasm boil over, lips making a silent ‘o’ of euphoria as it overtakes you whole.

You don’t even know if it’s a few seconds into your orgasm or a minute, but mid spasm, Satoru can’t help but start slamming into you so fast and hard that it forces you down flat on your tummy. He uncontrollably whimpers and moans like he’s hurt as your pussy carries out the primal, built- in process of tightening and releasing over and over to optimize fertilization.

His face tightens as does his balls.

“You’re milking me— oh jesus fuck— fucking milking me, oh my god,” he groans loudly, ass humping yours with a mind of its own, desperate to feel every convulsion within. His heavy body weight is crushing you, arms tightly wrapped around the tummy of the fleshy toy he’s using to get off, ie: you. He’s gonna have to pull out before he can cum, he knows that, but he’ll enjoy the feeling of your pussy for as long as possible.

You’re rendered silent by the intensity, half of your face shoved into the bed as you take what he’s giving you, making your orgasm soar on and on. Your legs are shaking violently under his and you don’t think you’re even breathing as cramps and tingles and waves of pleasure and sweat swirl within you and travel down to your fingertips.

Satoru’s so close, your pussy is squeezing him from base to tip like someone trying to squeeze the smallest bit of toothpaste out of a tube on a busy morning and he doesn’t think he’s ever loved another person more than he loves his little sister.

But then, the sound of his doorknob turning makes Satoru’s head snap towards it. His primal instinct kicks in with a boatload of adrenaline and it’s like he’s almost superhuman when he quickly pulls you off of the bed and shoves the two of you into his closet, all while you’re still beautifully impaled on him.

The door to the closet clicks shut at the same time his bedroom door clicks open and pathetic Satoru is cringing, quietly begging his cock to, “wait, wait, wait, wait! No, no, no,” as it decides to shoot that first spurt of cum into you before he can even attempt to maneuver out of your fertile hole due to the cramped space of his closet.

“Shit.” He’s fucked. Satoru’s eyes roll as he gives you an accidental cream pie and his back hits the wall, slowly sliding down until he’s on his ass. He’s holding you tight in his lap, you’re forced to come down with him like a fucking limp doll. He isn’t even sure you’re awake right now because you’re not panicking or crying that you’re ’caught’ or anything as your father looks around Satoru’s room with confusion as to where your brother is.

Satoru is still fucking cumming, desperately coping with aggressive exhales when his closet door is opening. Thank god he has a blanket in here to throw on top of your lap and he’s thanking any god that will hear him that he didn’t take off his clothes earlier or his shirt you’re wearing. You just look like you’re innocently sitting, leaning against your brother with a nice fluffy blanket over both of your legs.

Satoru looks up at his father blearily and puts a shaky finger to his lips, gesturing down at your (luckily) passed out face. “She couldn’t sleep,” he whispers, unable to hold back how whiny it sounds as his cock happily snuggles and floods your cervix.

Thankfully, this closet is where he used to take you whenever you’d have nightmares as children, and it’s still decked out in little hung lights and blankets and pillows. Even though you’re both much too old for this anymore, your father is just glad your older brother is still taking care of you even now in your twenties.

Your father mouths ‘ohh okay’ silently and nods as his eldest son’s cock pumps his daughter full under the blanket. Satoru’s heart almost bursts out of his chest while his face pales when your father leans down and reaches for the blanket.

He simply adjust the hem of the blanket over you a bit more, with obvious fatherly affection, before standing back up.

The older man gives Satoru a thumbs up and gently closes the closet door. When Satoru hears his bedroom door click closed a second later, he lets out an abrupt sigh of relief, head thumping back against the wall. That was way too fucking close.

Satoru brings a shaky hand to your face and softly tilts it towards him as his cock ever so slowly softens. He says your name, attempting to wake you.

Your hazy eyes flutter open to sweetly look at your brother’s face and he immediately nudges his face into yours like an affectionate cat with an exhale, returning both arms to hug you close.

“What happened?” you chirp, eyes flicking around the closet in confusion. You can still feel his cock inside you.

“You passed out cold,” he huffs a little, leaning away from your face just enough to look at you. “You okay?”

You hum and nod, caressing his arms around you happily. Passing out during sex is a bit concerning, Satoru thinks, that’s not normal no matter how much it’s depicted in fiction.

“You sure?” He brings a finger up in front of your face. “Follow my finger with your eyes.”

You laugh and push his hand away. “Shut up,” you say as he chuckles and presses a kiss to your temple.

“Wanna go to sleep?” he offers sweetly, taking a deep, vocal inhale of your neck.

You gently pull away the blanket atop your lap, looking down at the mess of sticky warm cum pooling out of your opening and down his balls.

“Yeah, but we’re so messy.” You scrunch your nose.

Satoru suddenly stands, making you gasp as he picks you up with him, feet dangling mid air due to his ridiculously abnormal height. “I’ll clean you up, don’t worry.”

He opens the closet and pokes his head out before striding out and gently laying down to spoon once again, all without letting his dick slip out. You groan with all the movement inside, sensitive and overstimulated.

He purrs deeply and takes his sweet time leaning in and connecting your lips for a long, slow, passionate kiss. You hum into it, rubbing a hand up and down his hip affectionately while the other massages his head. Your lips ‘chu’ as they mingle, heads tilting in harmony and a dash of tongue swiping against your lips every now and then but not too much.

He takes this time to pull his cock out with a ‘swllop’ and you both whine, breaking away from the kiss.

“Thank you,” he shows gratitude for the pleasure you provided him. He smiles at you, resting his forehead on yours and your heart flutters.

He lets go of you to crawl down your body with a grunt until his face is between your legs and you’re resting on your back.

“Toru.” You look down at him with a flustered expression. You’re aware of how much he enjoys eating you out but your insides are still twitching from the aftershock of your orgasm.

“Just cleaning you up,” he says as he pulls your panties all the way down your legs and throws them over his shoulder. He doesn’t waste time swiping a wide tongue from your entrance to your clit. He swallows down the cum and slick he gathered and goes right back to do it again as you hiss.

He kneads your thighs as he cleans you with his warm tongue, almost soothing your beat up pussy with it as he does. He licks your inner thighs clean too. And when he finally flicks a lil at your lower, lower hole, he shushes you as you push at his head and whine ‘no not there Toru,’ with embarrassment. He cleans it up quick since you’re so stubborn.

He pats your leg lovingly as he stands, and you catch a glimpse of his soft cock, wet and sticky where it’s hanging out of the hem of his wet pajama pants.

He makes his way into his bathroom and comes out a minute later, wiping his lips with his cock sadly tucked away. He probably brushed his teeth of the taste of his own cum and wiped his dick. He pulls open his dresser and grabs a pair of boxers.

You sigh happily when he joins you again, gently sliding his boxers onto you before completely embracing your body in a deep spooning cuddle.

“Nighty night,” he hums with a clear smile on his dopey face and the both of you fall asleep as his cum slowly pools out of you.