#;___; tears of how much i love that man's face
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so hey guys i finished dungeon meshi yesterday and i'm still thinking about it
#ria.txt#i spoiled myself so at first i was like 'this is bonkers wtf are they doing in those last few chapters?????'#but then it was like. yeah. i see#love those ch when it's just clearly putting the squad into Situations#also. izutsumi#what i really liked was how tightly the protagonist and the deuteragonist were wound up in the overall themes#the plot the themes the conflict the characters it was very neatly connected#hence i am also now accidentally invested in whatever going on between laios and marcille#not just platonic not romantic not enemies i just think they work well tgt and deeply care for each other its great watching them develop#it's the leader + most trusted advisor / anxious girlfailure + the annoying freak she's somehow attached to vibes#haha that rabbit chapter with marcille. hahha i was like what the fuck man. it was funny and then boom whump [tears streaming down my face]#those shapeshifter chs were sooo much fun esp seeing other chara's perceptions of each other. stealing that#the changeling ones were great too elf senshi is the fucking funniest he looks sooooooo unserious#marcille's evolving perception with death starting with saving falin and saving the squad and her nightmares of outliving everyone-#-and her dad and her 'temper tantrum' and UGH when at the end she said she was fine with falin not coming back.... WAAA. OUGH.#i think dunmeshi handled the trope of 'prophecy of chosen one becoming king' pretty well and it makes sense why laios is the protag#the worldbuilding is so thoughtful as well i liked seeing different characters with different worldviews interact#very solid and well rounded series wooo#the main 4 has such a fun dynamic together#anyways. dunmeshi au.....#more like borrowing the worldbuilding bc charas are too nuanced for a one to one comparison#ren is like some prince of his own species but he's like 34th in line and no one cares about him so he fucks off to eat monsters#which is why he's both snobbish AND a total freak when it comes to his food taste#false is originally in for the money from ren and plans to scam him but unfortunately the cringefail swag captures her#martyn is Obnoxiously Clueless and thinks he's smart but he's not. he's resourceful but also pathetic and crazy#stress cant cook but she thinks she does so everyone goes (â_â ) when she picks up a pot. they delegate her to killing and chopping duty#the mvp is iskall who keeps on saving everyone's asses and somehow has resources for everyone#i think ren is actually aware false is going to scam him but he has too much money to spend anyway and he thinks shes cool so he lets her??#and somehow she doesnt take the money and run. and goes back to eating monsters w/ the party. everyone is crazy
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this is extremely important to me it means so much....if u get it u get it and if u don't u dont.... (fics are all from the wonderful mother_of_houseplants btw shes amazing and so is her writing which is evident in these screenshots)
#THERES JUST SOMETHING THAT HITS ABOUT THEM SEEING THE WOMAN WHO GAVE UP HER LIFE TO RAISE THEM AS BEAUTIFUL#like because to them she is one of the most. her tenderness and warmth and care and love for them as if theyre her own make her beautiful#amongst other things#its like when people who actually have a good relationship w their mothers say that their mom is the most beautiful woman in the world#thats exactly what this is giving and im all for it#this is the woman that read bedtime stories to them and wiped their tears and cooked their favourite meals#its from such a wholesome perspective too since theyre her brothers/kids like when they think of her beauty they think of#her demonstrations of love for them and her smile and her warm kind eyes and her liveliness#i could go on about this....#its also similar to how frank calls her beautiful multiple times which im totally normal (very insane) about#âthere is a line of water across her foreheadâ shes run-down from housework and not dressed up at all but theres so much beauty in#her visible hospitality#her beauty isn't defined by it but its present within it#man. just the beauty of fiona gallagher.#+ it hits more when you realise that from their perspective there is no one else in the world who will love them as unconditionally or#no-one besides her who has done the things for them that shes done#this is the woman whose face theyve all looked into since they were babies
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um guys........ i think u need to understand i'm going fucking insane over this picture
#LMAO??? WHAT THE FUCK ?? LIKE WHAT THE ACTUAL FAVCT????????????????????????#you see the man on the right on your screen is probably the greatest man to have ever lived in my eyes#also known as riccardo patrese#i mean look at him!!! and his suit and tie and waistcoat???#BABY BOY YOU LOOK AMAZING!!#actually breath taking stuff right there i mean full rights to him for looking that good#and dear god he looks so good#and other guy is walter rohrl whom i don't really care for. nice to see him there though :)#because wherever there is walter there is usually his codriver christian geistdĂśrfer#who just so happens to be the second greatest man to have ever lived in my eyes#christian is this little beam of joy. i love looking at him. he has such a kind face.#like the sort of face you would feel safe asking for directions if you needed to#whcih would be fantastic considering that is like literally hiss job#ANYWAY#the faact that walter and riccardo are together meant that riccardo and christian probably have met and like shook hands or something???#DO YOU UNDERSTAND THEN WHY I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS PICTURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#lord if there is a picture with those two i will literally go to grave crying tears of joy. maybe that is all a girl ever wants.#god i can't get over how much excitement this picture causes me. there is so much hope in the world!!!!!!!!!#also patrese................................. again. i think we should have kissed at least. utterly unfair.
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such a sick Nami moment that i absolutely adored in the Skypeia Arc. i think it was really powerful for Nami, a character with a very strong will and dedication to her goals, to give up on said goals because if she can't stay with her friends there's truly nothing she wants at all. it's so amazing to witness how much she grew to care for the crew.
one of the many reasons she is my favorite strawhat.
clip source as in the site and episode, i clipped that myself edit: the site got taken down-
#one piece#op#nami#cat burglar nami#op nami#one piece nami#LIKE. DO YALL SEE THIS???#nami who knows she doesn't stand a chance in a fight with enel; who knows she could just not say anything at all or lie like she did before#but she tells it to him straight. its not an honor to be with him but a life sentence of loneliness#TO TAKE SUCH A STRONG STANCE IN THE FACE OF SUCH DANGER. NAMI IS SO FUCKING AMAZING#even more considering how she had to lie and grit her teeth for YEARS under arlong. for her to find the strenght to another powerful foe#at whose mercy she is.... what an incredible character#it's a testament to just HOW MUCH nami came to trust the strawhats and luffy especially. it's such a great moment#i had tears in my eyes during this moment. i love the music that plays here too. just a simple sad tune#and the clear preparation for saying her final piece bc shes scared shitless but she HAS to say it.... man i love nami sm#and enel's response had me like HOLY FUCKKKKKKKK#yeah i fucking love nami#sunbloom talks#sunbloom's anime rambles#<3
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today my friend told me about the theory that the reason fred doesnât have a catch phrase is because he DOESNT GET SCARED????? AND THATS WHY HE ALWAYS SPLITS UP WITH DAPHNE AND VELMA????????? HOW AM I JUST HEARING ABOUT THIS??????????
#did you all already know this and were keeping it a secret from me#i literally was tearing up#granted i was a little tipsy but not even that much#like. like. GAAAAAAAHHHHHH HE CARES FOR HIS FRIENDS SO MUCH#and idk. [insane person voice] even like if he doesnât let on his fear#you know. like he has to be the brave one stauch in the face of danger#his reaction is âwe have another mystery on our handsâ âletâs look for cluesâ#and. god iâm so crazy but even his âcatchphraseâ is âhold the phoneâ#which isnât even an expression of fear#itâs confusion if anything you know#god anyway#me when characters love their friends#me when fred is just so kind and compassionate and cares so much and struggles to express it#but itâs so palpable in his every action#this is why i love bcsd fred so much like heâs grumpy and neurotic but you can Tell how much he absolutely adores his friends#and how fond he is of them and how he always uses their skills in his plans#which is how fred works anyway but you know heâs their LEADER#not bc heâs the oldest or the ~man~ or any of that shit#bc he cares the most!!!! his heart is too big!!!!! he wants to protect them in any way he can#gah i need to finish bcsd#anyway. tumblr user ilovefredjones posting about fred jones#this is why i can never change my url#i simply love fred too much#scooby doo#fred jones
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nuzzles my face against my baby ryan đĽşđ
#f/o:đwhat a fool believesđ¸#tape entry circa 1980#SILLAY MODE ENGAGED#FACE OF A MAN WHO HAS JUST PISSED OFF MIN HFDJS#OOOO my baby ;w;#i miss him so so fucking much i like. literally had a breakdown abt how much i missed him a couple days ago ghdfjk#full on sobbing abt how much i love and miss him and need him here holding me#i really want to be vulnerable w him and wrap my arms around him as bury my face in the crook of his neck#oh god id do anything to hear him... i want to hear his beautiful wonderful angelic voice... IM TEARING UP AGAIN#everything about him... its so wonderful... him and my min-gi own my entire heart#id do anything for them... i love them...#thinking of ryans voice makes me tear up from how much i love and miss him...#i want to hear him tell me how talented i am and he knows ill be able to do all the things id like and be something great#that he knows im destined to be a rockstar and we all will get to be rockstars together :'-]#i want him to play w my hair while he talks to me and runs his other hand over my body caressing me#id like to hear him sing to meee#maybe we'll put on a record or just listen to a tape and sing the songs together#id also like for us to play some guitar together :-]#ive been making progressing again on this song last night that i had to put off w stuff + surgery#and i feel like ryan would be proud of me :'-]#but just auh my heart is so full i just love my baby more than there are stars in the sky type of thing#i want to take in his scent and be comforted by it and his presence and how im being held against him#holding his pretty face in my hands and looking into his beautiful dark brown eyes#smoothing out his hair and tucking any loose strands behind his ear#kiss his pretty hands... just all over just hold it to my face as i keep planting little kisses all over#on his finger tips where his callouses from playing guitar are eheh#anyways aouh ( blasts thunder road by bruce springsteen while thinking of ryan and me )
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Him,,,, đ
That's it. That's the post.
#jk! i have tags!#Listen. lisssten.#i don't know if you guys know this but. I adore this man! everything from the spikes of his hair to the tips of his toes. I wuv him đĽš#I want to be ridiculously sappy today. i want to hold him and kiss his handsome face while he blushes and laughs#and maybe tears up a lil bc nobody has ever given him so much love and affection before.........#even tho its been 4 years since we got together. he still gets overwhelmed with the feelings sometimes#thats ok. i do too đ#slightly off topic but. my fiance told me last night that he considers us to be in a poly relationship. us and all of our f/os.#he said that he's more than happy to share me with Dick and that he's glad that dick and i have a special bond.#The fact that he knows how deeply my love for Dick goes and is okay with it makes me really really happy#I have the best irl fiance. and the best fictional husband đĽ°#gushing#detective darling
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GOD THAT POST ABOUT DESTINY 2
it reminded me how much i loved that game. how much i loved the forsaken dlc.
it also remidned me that i will STILL CRY ACTUAL TEARS if I think about Cayde-6 for too long
#there are tears on my face#i just........... i'm gonna go off for a lil bit in the tags#so if you dont want to see me scream about a video game robot man#you can skip all these#ANYWAY#I WILL NEVER BE OVER HIS DEATH#HOW WE JUST#WE WERE SO CLOSE#BUT WE WEREN'T FAST ENOUGH TO SAVE HIM#Cayde's last stand is SUCh an amazing scene and he was such a fucking amazing character#and i loved him so much#he was my fucking DAD#MY FIREND I PLAYED DESTINY WITH WERE BOTH HUNTERS AND HE WAS OUR DAD#AND I WAS ON AN ACTUAL FUCING WAR PATH THROUGHOUT THAT ENTIRE DLC#i killed each and everyone of fucking uldren's fucking henchmen with hate in my heart#pure unfiltered rage#the joy i felt at killing them was honestly worrying#but i have never gotten attached to a character like i did cayde-6#and then they fucking took him away from me and gave me a chance to avenge his death over and over and over again#and you can BET YOUR ASS THAT I DID#and its honestly hilarious how i still cry if i think about his death for like 0.2 seconds#honest to fuck i started crying after thinking about destiny 2 for too long#cuase i just..... i just got so attached to him#and i can just see my guardian clear as day in my brain#carrying his body back to the tower#having to watch them take him away and wrap him i na fucking shroud#and my character was an exo#like him#so she couldn't even fucking cry for him#GOD
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being a massive head over heels âwhy has no one fucking read this personâs storiesâ fan of nikhil singh i am genetically predisposed to love decibel jones of cathrynne m valenteâs novel space opera but i still believe in my heart of hearts that everyone who doesnt think the concept is super dumb out of hand should read this book. and if u think the concept IS super dumb out of hand, the advice is to find joy in your life
#weeping. sobbing. crying like a baby. like im quick to shed a tear at movies and tv shows but books rarely get to me#and it is an undeniable fact that i'm quicker to cry at the persistance of hope and love in the face of Everything than sad stuff#but man i didnt expect quite how much id cry about this like omg. maybe its just bc im on my t shot day today but still#recently read
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my grandpa was a good man. and it really wasnt his fault - recreationally lying to kids is a proud family tradition - but he told me, once, that cutting a worm in half resulted in two worms.
i think he said it so i'd be more morally okay with fishing? i actually dont remember the context.
point was, he told me this, and he understimated (by a very large margin) how much i liked worms. i was a worm boy. very wormy. and after hearing that, i went home, and i dug through the garden, flipped over every rock, did everything i could to gather as many worms as i could, and then i uh.
i cut them all in half. every worm i could find. all of them. with scissors.
i then took this pile of split worms, and i put them in a box with a bit of lettuce and some water and stuff and went to bed expecting to double my worms overnight. i have math autism, so i had a vague understanding that if i did this just a few times in a row, i would eventually have a completely unreasonable amount of worms.
i was very excited to become this plane's worm emperor.
(i think i was...six?)
anyway, i did not become the inheritor of the worm crown. i instead woke up to a box of dead worms and cried. a lot. i got diagnosed with panic attacks as a teenager, but i think i had them as a kid, i just had no idea what they were. i was kind of processing that a.) i had killed what i had assumed was every single worm in my yard, and thus would have no more worms, and b). i was going to like, worm hell.
(six year babylon spent a lot of time worrying about god.)
so i kind of freaked out, and i climbed a tree, because god can only smite you if you're touching the ground (?) and i sat up there mostly inconsolable until my mom came out and asked, hey, what's up? what happened?
so i explained to her that i had killed all of the worms, forever, and was also Damned, and she took me to the compost pile, and we dug for all of five seconds and found like twenty more worms.
the compost pile was full of worms.
she then told me that a). there were more worms, and we could put them back under rocks and stuff and recolonize our yard and b). that one day, i would die, and go to heaven, and be able to talk to the worms face to face. that i'd be able to tell them all that i was very sorry, and that i killed them on accident, driven only by excessive Love, and that she was positive they would forgive me because worms have six hearts and no malice.
at that point, i think i was sixty percent tear-snot by weight, and i had no choice but to gather enough worms that i could hug them. which my mom helped with. and then after that she helped me put some worms back under each rock.
and for my epilogue: i spent a significant portion of my childhood in trees. and for many years after, even when my mom didnt know i was watching, i would catch her giving the space under the rocks a light spritz with the hose. not because she loved worms.
but because she loved me.
#anecdotes#memories#worms#moms#the hazards of recreationally lying to children#dont treat my grandpa too harsh#story time#stories#babylon#animal death#religion
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â gojo is so big that you have to go slow with taking him otherwise he will break you. and he loves that factâheâs so cocky about it, about how every aspect of him is so overwhelming to you that you canât take his cock without crying.
and theyâre good tears, tears that taste good on his tongue when he licks them from your cheeks. tears that spring hot in your eyes with every inch he manages into youâheâs too much, though at the same time you can never get enough of him.
âgonna finally take all of me tonight, baby?â he mocks you, grins at the way your eyes squeeze shut as he rubs at your clit in hopes of relaxing you a tad. âyou know, i could flip us over.. let gravity do the hard work.â
you accept because it sounds good in theory. gojo flips you both over and lays on his back as you find purchase with your fingers splayed over his heaving chest. but being like this, with satorus pulsing dick still barely half inside of you, you realise gravity hates you.
because although you're dropping just that little bit further down on his cock, your legs are trembling like it's an effort to keep you off of him. and gojo, being the cocky man he is, takes hold of your hips and works you even further downwards onto his length.
"fuck," is all you can manage, he's painful and narcotic all in the same stroke and so deep inside of you that you swear he's in your stomach. you shake your head, "i can't. you're too big, im sorry."
satoru shakes his head, looks up at you with those lust-blown eyes of his and smiles. "you want me to pull out?"
and as he tries to pull you up and off his length, slow as not to hurt you, there's a look on his face that you can't miss. he's so pretty when he's plotting, but you're only given a second to admire him, because just as he's about to pull the tip of his aching cock out of you, he lets go of your hips.
and your legs fail you, your body collapses downwards and you, in turn, are impaled on his prodigious length once again. you could cry, you think you doâyour cheeks are wet when you fall forwards and your gasp of shock is swallowed by gojo, who kisses you hungrily. his fingers dig into your hips as he smiles against your kiss.
you feel his cock twitch inside of you, deeper than you've ever been able to take him before, and you realise you're practically at the base. you've never felt so full... so good... so stretched out and overwhelmed. and when your boyfriend tests the waters and fucks up into you just a little, a breathy moan is drawn straight from your lungs.
"toruâ"
"shh," he snaps his hips up again to stall your words. "finally gonna cum inside of you, baby, not pulling out until you're left just as full as you are now."
and if your lover is anything at all, it's a man of his words. you'll have to call in sick tomorrow.
#gojo smut#jjk smut#satoru gojo smut#satoru gojo x reader#gojo x reader#gojo x you#jjk x you#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujutsu kaisen x reader#gojo satoru x reader#satoru gojo
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I have to fight myself so hard to not be the world's biggest snob about oni lore, I think abt it and shake like a small dog as I remember that most ppl haven't read it all at least 5 times. Most ppl haven't even read it all once. Please please please please I know it looks like 90% is irrelevant to the main meat of the lore but actually a good 20% of that 90% is more important than that initial 10% and a good 40% of that remaining 70% is also vital to actually understand the lore and then that remaining 30% is also vital to the story and if you don't read it then I will crumble and die
#rat rambles#oni posting#but like for real oni is sooo sneaky with how it distribute its important lore tidbits its so easy to miss shit#its the glory of the silhouette storytelling oni has but it also means that its easy to not realize that the outline is there sometimes#the joy of it is finding the fragments and learning to spot the minor things that actually matter a lot only to be punched in the face by#one of the logs that you never knew existed before and have that shatter everything you thought you knew#I know I always bring up a seed is planted when I talk abt oni but straight up its probably one of the most important logs like. period.#like the way the biggest grain of hope this story has to offer is tucked away in one log that would otherwise be just sorta neat without#being necessarily groundbreaking is soooo fucking important to me like shit man#I love the duplicants theyre such a tragedy in their own right but one with a much more hopeful ending#well not ending per say but a more hopeful future#its a delightful counterpart to the main tragedy that is being told which ends almost completely miserably#the temporal tear is basically the only seed of hope olivia's story has to offer and I dont personally see it as a big one#and I Adore that abt the story especially in contrast with the dupes much more subtle underlining story#I was going to go on a whole ramble abt all the things I adore abt tragedy as a genre but its late and I need to sleep#rest assured tragedy is like my absolute favorite shit when done well#god knows it can be done poorly but when its done right it goes so fucking crazy
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BRAT!
Synopsis. Scream it! While heâs still asking nicely, that isâŚ
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, creampĂes, getting reader to not be quiet in bĂŠd, CĂMPLAY, spĂtting, Sukunaâs second tongue, oraI (fem rec), pĂşssydrunk boys, squĂrting, six eyes, face-sĂtting, pĂşssy-slappĂng, true form Sukuna, chokĂng, markĂng, exhĂbitionism (Nanami), vĂbrators, dp, slight voice kĂnks, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 5.9k
A/N. Love yâall, have a good leak day <3
⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - Let it all out!
âDollâŚâ he drawls out, that tiny scar at the end of his smirk dragging roughly against your glossy pout. And when Tojiâs given nothing more than a few of your muffled, bit-back whimpers, heâs insisting - begging, âMy stubborn girl-â
Five thick fingers wrap delicately around your neck - jostling your fucked-out expression up to his greedy gaze, âCat got yer tongue?â As if to fuck the answer out of you, his hips are ramming angrily, knocking rawly into your bruised g-spot. âDonât tell me youâve been hah- fucked dumb already? Whaâs the problem, ma?â
Itâs been hours now, and Tojiâs absolutely wrecked - blood thumping in his ears, broad chest heaving with short rasps, stars bursting behind his half-lidded eyes after each sloppy thrust. And, yet, he still has enough sanity left to notice when youâre biting down brattily on your knuckles, throat tight with all those sweet moans being held back.Â
See, thatâs when Toji gets impatient.Â
âFine- be as quiet as your pretty lilâ heart desires, then.â Your eyes are widening at the mushy twitch of his rotund tip - still leaky, still angry. âWeâll see how long that lasts, anyway.â
Just that dark little promise is enough to make you keen - and heâs chuckling, âNow now- what did I say-â Those soft pads of his fingers glide up in a gentle curve towards your lips - but the way he just shoves them inside is anything but. Rounded tips constricting into the very back of your throat, âYa wanna be quiet? Then, commit to it like the big girl you are.â
Big fat tears spring up to your eyes when heâs hiking a powerful thigh up, pressurizing the ruthless pace of his achy cock even more. Bullying into your velvety walls like he was angry, knocking all the air in your lungs with every glide of his swelteringly hot head along your cervix.Â
âHngh-â you gurgle past his swirling fingers. Your nails piercing ravaged red lines where youâre gripping helplessly onto his wrist, âT-To-ah!â
Thereâs such a deafening squelch gushing out of your messy cunt when the mean digits on his free hand push down about halfway at your stomach, feeling for the branding little nudge of his fat cock. Tojiâs mouth drops in awe at the milky white coating of his cum. Dredge after dredge soiling your inner thighs, forming a creamy little ring where he was pushing his thick hilt into you over and over-
âShit-â his Adamâs apple bobs with a heavy gulp. Mindlessly, heâs falling down onto his elbows in exhaustion, bending you in half like a little ragdoll underneath him. âNâ suddenly Iâm the one speechless, doll- Hahah-â
The heavy thwack! thwack! thwack! of his still painfully-full balls make your head spin, and Tojiâs drinking in your little gasps like a starved man. Slow, languid, eyes drooping shut. âSâthis why- hngh- sâthis why my girlâs beinâ so quiet all of a sudden?â Hips stuttering forwards like he was losing control, just filthy, lusted-up little half-thrusts and drags of his length down your gummy channel. Even that was too much for his poor, overworked cock - painting your insides full with his thick, translucent precum with every swallowed-up inch. âToo cockdrunk? Too hah- full of my cum tâspeak?â
You were so close - so overstimulated - you could barely string together a sentence. And you couldnât have answered even if you wanted to - because your lovely boyfriend only rummaged his fingers deeper inside your mouth. Fuck- it felt so dirty having him fuck you like this - spitting against your lips, twitchy cock mashing deep into all your sensitive spots. Like he was reaching into your lungs - into your barely-lucid mind until you couldnât do anything but nod.Â
âMmmpf- I-â youâre managing out, the words coming out in a thick, garbled mess that makes his cock throb. âHngh- yes yes yes-â
âAwww, fuckinâ knew it.â he coos, and itâs all the warning youâre getting before two big strong arms of his haul you up. Falling back onto his muscled thighs in a sitting position - with you all speared like a slut down his unforgiving cockhead. Being bounced up, up, up your limp body nothing against his inhuman strength. âShit- fuckinâ knew it- My poor girl got fucked so good she couldnât even speak, huh?â Toji just throws his head back at the answering clench of your elastic walls, molding around each one of his ridges and veins. âHow cuteââÂ
You cower under his weighty gaze, unable to escape. To do anything other than take it when his bicep bulges around your waist, tightening like a vice. âHow so very-â Abs clenching when they ram- up- âcute-â Heâs gritting his teeth, baring you with such a sweet, sultry smile, one that ghosts the very shell of your ear, âBut why donât you jusâ cum fâme now, ma.â
You donât know whether his own words have Toji reaching his high - or maybe the sight of you does. Because all you see is black tinging your vision - then white, seeping out of the corners of your puffed-up folds, sopping a wet puddle into the non-existent space between you two.
Heâs so vocal when he fucks you through your orgasm, raspy baritone wrenching out little praises like a mantra- âYeah- yeah there we go. Louder fâme- scream it all out. I know you can do it.â
âP-please, Toji.â You donât know what youâre begging for - and Toji doesnât mind. Only pinning your body to his hulking one, holding you so close that your whimpered out moans are almost inaudible over his cushiony pecs. Babbling out, âPlease- f-fuck it feels too good hah- mâcumming- mâcumming mâcumming-â
âSuch a chatty girl, moaninâ so fuckinâ loud.â he titters. âDonât you dare hold back that pretty voice from me, mâkay?âÂ
But only when your orgasm bates into tiny tingles, only when your syrupy sweet moans turn quieten down - only then does Toji pull away. Shuffling onto his knees until his hot breath was fanning your eagerly quivering cunt, soft tongue dragging up your painted white slit, âSo letâs see if you scream twice as loud for this, my girl.â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - ShhhâŚ
âMy loveâŚâ Nanami breathes out in a ragged pant, his hot breath breezing down your spine. Arching up so sultrily when the pistons of his hips slow down, aching for more more more- âIs something hah- wrong?â
It takes you a second to raise your bleary head up from where it rested amongst all the papers on the desk, the satin of your office skirt hiking up even further when youâre rutting your hips back in a quiet tandem. âN-nothing, Kenââ your words come out hushed - hurried.Â
And oh your husband looked so unfairly attractive when he was concerned, blond brows furrowing in the middle, running one hand through his disarrayed hair, the other pulling your teary eyes up to his. âYouâre just being so-â Thereâs an experimental mash of his fat, rounded tip into your mapped-out g-spot, as if to confirm his suspicions. And Nanami grunts at the sight of you biting down on your lower lip, â-quietâŚNow now-â His thumb comes to gently pry away your worried lip from under your teeth, â-whatâs wrong?â
âSâjusâ-â you hiccup, eyes flitting to the closed storage room door. â-mâ so close nâ someone might hear. I know Higuruma also has overtime-â
Shit - youâre so far into your little rant that you donât notice the way his entire body stiffens, jaw clenching at the mention of your - and his - coworker. You can only gasp when Nanamiâs towering figure just shoves you deeper into the cool mahogany desk. One hand on your head, the other wrapped nicely around your blabbering mouth.
âYouâre right-â Nanami breathes, words tinted with a slow, dangerous purr. And it makes your velvety walls just seep a fresh gloss of your sweet sweet juices down all his long, hard inches. â-better not make a noise unless you want to get caught then, because mânot going easy on you today, darling.â
And fuck, Nanami likes to think himself a practical man - a sensible man, even. But right now all he could see was red - nothing past the way that other man had been eying you a little too closely these days, laughing at your jokes a little too loud.Â
Donât get him twisted, he knows youâd never do anything - you were his pretty lilâ wife after all, the love of his absolute soul. But sometimes, he just wanted to make you scream it out.Â
Your pretty eyes bat hypnotically over your shoulder, âK-Ken- oh!â
Only to be shut up by the furious pummeling of all his rock-hard shaft, the sheer girth of it already making you keen. Itâs enough for honeyed moans to bubble up in your throat, ticking in time with that angry pulsing of his thick tip massaging your plushy walls.Â
âShh shhh-â Nanami coos, and you feel his abs ripple from behind you when he leans his weight down, down, down to pin you even more helplessly against the desk. Those thick fingers of his cover your mouth even firmer, âWe hafta be quiet, remember?â
If he was looking for an answer, then Nanami fully and thoroughly fucks it out of you.Â
Those important documents are shuffling around everywhere, flying off the desk when youâre scrambling towards absolutely anything to keep just an ounce of your sanity. Because Nanami was hammering into you in such powerful, pressurized thrusts. Hard enough that you could feel the line of his hip bones along the fat of your ass, the circular smacks of his heavy balls along your thighs. Sure to leave marks that that sinfully short skirt of yours wouldnât cover.Â
âKen! Ken- oh my god-âÂ
All you get in response is the sudden slowing of his mean pace, until your heady moans are softening down to mere whimpers.Â
It still feels so dizzyingly good this way, having your snug hole stretch limitlessly around his girthy shaft. Knocking so deeply and thoroughly against your womb, clenching your saturated walls down with every graze of the neat tufts of blond at his hilt.Â
âWhat did I say?â His mouth comes down onto yours in a heated clash of teeth and tongue and moans. So many rasping grunts furling from out of Nanamiâs throat, spitting into your mouth, âHafta- be hah- quiet. Or else Higuruma is- gonna- hear-âÂ
And that hypnotizing push and pull is punctuated by the greedy drag of Nanamiâs thumb down your clit, spelling out little patterns. Over and over-
Thud!
âHah- I donât-â youâre startling when he hikes up a leg onto the desk, the change in angle making you all but scream out into his ravenous mouth. âDonât think I even- care anymore ah!â Every one of those syrupy sweet moans falling from your lips have Nanami hammering in even deeper, rattling the desk with his strength. âJust wanna- just want you to-â
Youâre gasping at the familiar work of his fingers on your sensitive nub - a flurry of letters all over. K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-K-E-
âSay it.â he bites down on your earlobe. âSpell it out fâme.â
âM-mâgonna-â
K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-K-E-N-T-O-
âScream it out, no need to be embarrassed.â
âCum!â youâre sobbing. Heaving for air when he doesnât take even a second to slow down, âMâgonna cum, Ken. Mâso f-fuckinâ close.â
His next words are murmured at the crook of your neck, dangerously above your racing pulse. Making you flinch at the sharp teeth indenting over your skin, âThen cum.â
Oh and when you do itâs like something snaps. Because all you know next is that youâre being fucked through such a delicious high. White-hot pleasure having you quivering deeper into Nanamiâs hold, dragging out each one of your peaks. Your throat feels raw, head swimming so much that you almost donât hear-
âJust the way I like you.â Leaving a lingering peck at your collarbone, âAll gorgeous and-â At the sensitive underside of your jaw, â-blissed out and-â Before youâre jumping at sharp canines sinking down into the side of your neck. Hard. Possessive.Â
It hurts - but it hurts so good that you donât even register the way Nanamiâs eyes flit to the door - slightly ajar now. Voice rising in volume when he finishes, â-mine.â
⥠GETO SUGURU - Weâll piss off the neighbors
âMmpf- S-SuguâŚâ
âS-S-Sugu-â your beloved boyfriend is just leering, his velvety voice pitched dramatically high. Shoving apart your dangling legs so burningly wide to bully that furiously shuddering hot-pink vibrator even deeper inside your insatiable cunt.Â
Heâs grinning such a dangerous grin down at you, âNow, why donât you lemme hear those pretty moans of yours like usual, gorgeous- instead of holding back?â
And all you can do is squirm around mindlessly when heâs feeding your sloppy cunt inch after smooth inch of more of the thin vibrator. Rummaging around your clingy walls so much, âCome on now-â A taunting thumb of his glides along the intensity meter - Setting 1, Setting 2. Before finally resting smugly on Setting 3. Long, dark lashes bat at you, âYouâre breaking my heart here!â
âP-please!â you sob out, before immediately worrying your lower lip shut. And Geto notices - of course, he does. The determined smirk on his face turning into something a little colder, a little more predatory.Â
âAww, my poor baby doesnât wanna speak with me.â heâs goading, leaving your plushy walls stretched full with the blissful girth of the vibrator. Letting you all but cockwarm it while heâs running a rigorous thumb over your puffed-up clit, âThaâs fine. Whatever my girl wants, sheâs gonna- get.âÂ
Getoâs sharp tongue is running lewd stripes up and down the crook of your neck, kissing and sucking on the corners of your lips as if he isnât driving you insane. As if he isnât driving himself insane. The achy, fat tip of his reddened cock kissing wetly at your glossy folds, weeping hot precum that sticks to your slit, trickling down the buried hilt of the vibrator. Oh, how he knew - had planned out - exactly how he was going to make you scream.Â
But for now, heâs only pursing his lips together, letting you babble and whine unfairly to yourself.Â
âSânot- not that I hngh!â your entire body jolts when heâs wordlessly increasing the intensity - Setting 4. Nervous eyes flitting down to where Getoâs lengthy cock was sitting prettily across your open legs, throbbing. Waiting. âJusâ the neighbors- hah- we got another noise complaint, Suguââ
He still doesnât budge, still doesnât say a word. This time his fingers are toying your finger even sloppier. Tweaking and circles lazily along the sensitive nub, making you all but scream-
âPlease- I promise-â youâre bucking your hips up for more more more. Feeling the sopping smack! of his hefty shaft come down on your skin, splattering translucent dredges of his syrupy precum all over your skin. âPromise sâjusâ that Sugu.â Shaky fingers of yours wrap around his long, inky hair - hauling him close to meet your lips, and you could feel the ridges of Getoâs toothy grin when you crack, âFeels so good- too good. Nâ- jusâ want your cock- hngh! Promise was jusâ trynna be quiet because the walls are th-thin and the-â
And then it feels like youâre being split apart, such a thick intrusion to your already filled-up cunt. Soft, supple walls being contorted around the vibrating toy - and Getoâs addition of his thick, weepy tip.Â
âSay please, then.â
Youâre so completely and utterly fucked out that you barely even hear him at first - body moving before your mind when your lips sag open. Jumbling out a mess of, âP-please.â
âHmmmâŚâ Geto pretends to think, but heâs still circling open your elastic entrance to fit his needy cock inside. Taking it slow, sensual - making sure your silky sweet walls are rubbing against each and every one of the prominent veins down his middle, the rotund end of his head shoving its way inside. âSânot ânough - how about âplease, Suguâ?â
âPlease, Sugu!â Your nails claw their way down his broad, milky shoulders - leaving red, red marks that make him groan. That make his hips jut forward in a solid, thorough thrust, âPlease- d-donât care about the n-noise complaints hah- jusâ wanna be full of all of you.â
Geto doesnât know if he can move, fuck, he doesnât even know if heâs breathing. Eyes widening, head thrown back at the slightest feeble clench of your velvety walls desperately trying to accommodate around his cock and the vibrator.Â
It takes beat - two, of him grinding in filthy gyrating motions, abs flexing when his slender waist surges forward. All the way until that divot at his tip was branding into your spongy cervix, painful, cum-filled balls sticking thoroughly against your ass. Somehow, heâs managing to roll his eyes, âD-didnât hafta hah- say that much, gorgeous.â
Thereâs a sharp flick!Â
Setting 5.Â
The heady room is instantly filled by both of your moans - so loud. Yours higher-pitched and cracking pathetically at the end, Getoâs throaty, like they were being dragged from his throat against his will.Â
Immediately, he bores down at you with a bit lower lip, eyes half-lidded, the corners of his mouth curled up in what almost seems like a smile. âGuess I better quiet down myself- hngh- huh?â he gasps - heaves - tremors of the vibrator rubbing up so deliciously at the underside of his throbbing shaft, jostling with each hastening ram into your gushing cunt. âB-because now that I finally got you to scream out fâme-âÂ
Youâre mewling when his thumb comes up uncharacteristically gently to swipe away your own lips from underneath your teeth - a habit, almost, at this point after youâd gotten a very huffy email about being too disruptive at night. Like right now. â-I donât wanâ ta hear anythinâ else. And that includes noise complaints - because soon mâgonna move ya to our own house, pretty, donât ya worry. And there-â Your forehead is branded with a soft kiss, your g-spot with a rough ram. â-you can scream as much as ya want.â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - âPlease please please.â
Choso couldnât stop even if he tried - he couldnât hold back even one of those broken, whiny pleas wrenching from his rosy pink lips. So loud, deep voice pitching up highly at the end every time the weepy divot at the very end of his fat tip reached into the spongy bottom of your pussy.Â
âBaby- please, babyââ he drags out your sweet little nickname, two of his sizeable palms coming to splay out on the curve of your hips. Just dragging your gummy cunt down like a cocksleeve, helping you ride him in easy, relentless grinds. âDoes it feel good? Tell me- does it- hah-â
His breath hitches with a sudden shudder when your fingernails dig into the side of his pale neck, using the leverage to just ram your cunt down in thorough, hypnotic gyrations.
âPlease!â Chosoâs gasping, eyes rolling to the back of his head. Youâre jostling slightly precariously on his slender hips when heâs planting two feet flat on the silky sheets to buck up, up up- âTell me- tell me how it feels, baby.â
Your fingers tighten involuntarily at the sound of his greedy beg, making him let out such a guttural groan. The sound sends shivers running along your spine, all the way down to where he was jackhammering into your ravaged cunt. Thumbing apart your swollen folds to keep them spread enough for him to bully his girthy hilt into. So depraved. Needy. âS-so good, Cho-â
It was an accident - really - you didnât even mean to let the little compliment slip. But itâs enough for Chosoâs eager cock to expand even girthier inside you, all the blood in his body rushing to stretch your elastic walls to their limits. You could feel him everywhere, molding you to the very shape of his cock.Â
âYeah? Oh yeah?â heâs hissing, craning his neck up to mesh your lips together sloppily. Languid, delirious - kiss-bitten lips smacking when theyâre sucking on your lolled-out tongue. Fuck, how he missed your voice. âTell me- ngh! Tell me more, please.â
Oh, but really - your sweet sweet boyfriend was so pretty like this underneath you. Milky skin damp with sweat, his dark eyes dewy with tears and locked on you, mouth parting open in ragged grunts. Your favorite little melody - it made the way you bite your lip stubbornly all the more sweeter.Â
Thereâs another glissading stream of his sweltering hot precum coating your inner walls, sloshing around in a syrupy slow rhythm inside you. âPlease-â Heâs crying out again after a few more branding smashes into your bulging g-spot - lips wobbly as if he was on the verge of bawling without your voice. âWanna hear your sweet moans, yâknow? Sâmy f-favorite song-â
And you swear your hulking boyfriendâs mouth was upturned into such a pretty pout at that very second, soft planes of his hands caressing up and down your bent thighs. You canât help but hum, making his head feel so lightheaded with that teasing quirk of your lips.
Or maybe it was the way your fingers clamped down tighter around his neck, sure to leave a perfect array of bruises from your splayed-out fingers. Jerking him even closer- âFine- open that mouth if you love my voice so much.âÂ
Youâre barely even finishing the sentence before his jaw slacks open, tongue darting out - just in time to catch the steady glob of syrupy saliva you spit out. Right onto the middle of his tastebuds, Chosoâs immediately slotting his mouth against yours in an even greedier mess of a kiss.Â
âDidnât think you- hngh! like my voice that much, baby.â youâre humming, letting him hurl into a frenzy of powerful mashes into your g-spot. Some missing - drawing long, eager glides of his rounded, thick head along your cervix. âI like yours too, yâknow. So much.â Leaving a lingering drag of his jutted-out bottom lip between your teeth, âSâwhy I ah- hngh- held back- love hearinâ you.â
And oh, every honeyed word of yours goes straight into twitchy cock, pulsing painfully into your mushy walls. Curving upwards so deliciously, Chosoâs hold on you tightens - enough to draw blood, you might think, had he not cut his nails just earlier.Â
Heâs fucking upwards into you so solidly hard - feverish drags of you down his massive length only getting rougher and rougher until he couldnât-
âDonât do that, silly girl- mm- canât live without hearing those cute moans of yours, mâkay?â Big fat tears gloss down his sharp cheeks with how stimulated he was right now, and you could feel the weighty shifting of his balls. So tight they almost felt like they could burst. âSo be loud. Be as loud as possible fâme- tell me how it feels, how you ah- want more- a-and-â His fingers now cup your face, leaving all the laborious duty down to his frantic hips. Yet, Choso didnât mind - anything that let him glide a thumb along your spit-glossed mouth, tugging out your bottom lip from where you were trapping it between your teeth, â-and say my name.â
You do - and itâs just about all you can manage out when youâre leering down to bite on Chosoâs sensitive earlobe. Exactly where you knew would make him shiver the most, rutting up animalistically to bounce you up even deeper, âThen cum fâme, Cho.â
And he thinks he will - fuck, at the sound of his name rolling off your saccharine sweet tongue he couldnât hold back even if he tried. But not before teasing a hard roll of his thumb along your clit, âF-fuck you little- ah! You first, since youâve been hah- holdinâ out on me. Nâ this time-â His glinting eyes narrow, sharp canines bared in such a viciously fucked-out grin that it makes you clamp down - hard, â-youâre gonna be the one hngh- crying out, babyââ
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - CHATTERBOX!
Now, usually when Sukuna had you all splayed out like this - your trembly thighs balanced on either side of his head, puffy pussy lips so sopping wet it made his mouth water - he knew youâd let out a few pretty noises.Â
A mewl when his hot tongue laps up the syrupy juices sopping from either side of your slit, a moan of his name when all he does is card the very edge of his soft muscle between them. And finally - finally - his favorite, a whiny beg for, âP-please, Kuna- no more teasing!â
How cute.Â
When you miss the first - he doesnât think much of it, instead too engrossed in thumbing apart your swollen folds, admiring the way your greedy cunt was already glistening and winking down at him so sweetly. Spitting a fat wad of his saliva right on the bullseye of your entrance. When you miss the second, heâs concerned, humming a raspy growl at the back of his throat while wrapping two plump lips around your throbbing clit.Â
And when you miss that last one - oh, now youâre gonna get it.Â
Smack!Â
All give digits of his thick fingers come down hard on your hovering pussy, sliding a glistening syrupy wet sheen down to his wrist.Â
âSâthis boring to you, woman?â the famed king of cures spits his words with a low, threatening rumble of his sculpted chest. And itâs all you can do to throb, whirling your glassy eyes down at his half-lidded, darkened gaze, âAnything else youâd rather be doing right now?âÂ
Youâre shaking your head deliriously - but thatâs not enough for him, of course.Â
Thereâs another oozing little throb from your cunt - rewarded with another branding smack! across your sensitive clit. âDonâ wanna use your big girl words, hm?â Sukuna raises a brow, still holding such dangerous eye contact with you when he hollows out his cheeks, long tongue lolling out to make out with your pussy. âFine then- letâs let this cute pussy speak for herself, hm?â
Thereâs only a drawn-out, sloppy squelch ringing through the heady air when he lays his tongue flat across your glossy lips. Just teasing around the very edge of your gushy entrance before the very tip of him dances up, up, up.
âHngh!â youâre gasping at the feeling of him grazing over your clit in a sultry push and pull - and the sudden wetness of something else swirling around your syrupy sweet hole. âWh- is that-â
âShhh, didnât ya wanna stay quiet, brat?â Sukuna cuts through your words, velvety coo making you just arch down harder to drag your slobbering cunt all across his eager face. And where that mean mouth of his was teasing you, his other - larger - tongue on his stomach was picking up wherever left off. More, even. âSo shut up and let this pussy talk, why donât ya?â
Ah, it was impossible to escape him. Two big beefy hands were steadied firmly around your quaking thighs, hauling you right onto his swallowing mouth, grinding you against his jaw like his favorite meal. Youâre being bounced, almost on top of him - his other tongue driving you insane.Â
Reaching all the spots you couldâve never even imagined. Arching into you almost as deftly as his cocks, bullying past your puffy lips and into every bulbous areas of your sensitive spots. Fucking you so thoroughly-
âHey-â Thereâs another reminder - one of Sukunaâs free hands planting a solid smack onto the very bulge of your elastic walls around his tongue. âThink she said sheâs getting close- Almost didnât hngh- catch it âcause youâre being a bit too hah-â Heâs craning his thick neck back in for a messy kiss against your clit. â-loud-â Again. And again and again- plump smirk glittered with all your sweet sweet juices. â-dontcha think?â Smack! Youâre whining in response, drunken hips pushing down as if to shut him up, âSâlike you want to hngh- moan fâme. If you wanna then why are ya being so- fuckinâ- stubborn.â
And fuck, you were so far gone that Sukuna almost didnât expect a response. Half-lidded gaze locked on the trickle of drool slobbering down your slack mouth, eyes bleary, soft whimpers barely even audible over the sinful squelches! from down below. You were so loud, so drippingly wet in each one of your noises that it has him running his free palm over the outline of his aching cocks.Â
âB-because-â your wobbly voice makes his fat tips just gush out in thick ribbons of precum, seeping through the fabric of his decadent yukata and onto his fondling palm. âFelt embarrassing- the position a-and hah! got nervous Iâd be too whiny or somethinâ, KunaâŚâ
âThat so?â Sukuna simpers, voice a little more silky soft than before. And the gentle smack! on your cunt reads as more fond than punishing, âStupid brat- ya think Iâd be like this if I didnât like your pretty noises?â As if to prove his point, the two hands on your body ride you harder down his mouth. Sloppier. More depraved. âNervous for what- sâjusâ me, yâknow?â Tonguing back teasingly over your glossy clit, his eyes just bore into yours. Baritone vibrato pulsing down your achy pussy, âAnd I love every lilâ thing you do, my girl.â
His guttural moans are still echoing from the very base of your cunt when you cum - so hard. Violent, even, that Sukuna has to wrap his strong arms around you to keep you from escaping. Itâs all your poor pussy can take. Waves of pleasure taking you away. Gushing and gushing so hard-
âSh-shiiiit-â Sukuna utters - and itâs only then that you realize just how much youâd cum, quivering hole letting out bursts of your syrupy sweet slick. Just coating the entire lower half of his face, his cheekbones, down to his pecs in everything youâd squirted.
And while his lower tongue still laps at your honeyed juices, letting each bead slide down the muscle. He licks his lips with a sigh, âLetâs ask this gorgeous cunt if she can do that on my cocks now, too, hm? Nâ this time- ya better scream fâme.â
⥠GOJO SATORU - Shut up.
âSweetheartâŚâ
âSatoru.â
âNo-âÂ
Maybe it was the way your sorry boyfriend was just aching to hear your sweet sweet voice moan around his name, maybe it was the way heâd been spending hours already groveling and worshiping your body. Or maybe it was the way your clingy walls just pulsed all around his weepy cock, squelching in a way that makes him salivate.Â
âI told you, my girlââ he soothes out in an almost-whiny tone. Pressing an overly-wet peck at your forehead, your nose, on either side of that scolding pout on your glossed-up lips. âIâm- sorry- Iâll listen to whatever hah- gossip about your favorite show next time just please-â
Two rough hands rest at the globes of your ass, purposefully jostling your fucked-out body to face him - he wasnât letting you escape any time soon.Â
Thereâs the slow, lingering squelch of Gojo rolling his hips forwards in such a dizzying tandem. Shoving you further and further up those expensive silken sheets at the hotel suite heâd booked for tonight - all for his little apology.Â
âI s-see that lilâ smile-â heâs grunting, forcing two fingers around your face to look right into his greedy gaze. âAww, come on- wontcha forgive me? Mâbegging here- begging.â And when youâre still keeping your mouth stubbornly shut, heâs throwing your limp legs over his broad shoulders. Running a syrupy slow circle over your neglected clit, â-promise I wonât fall asleep next time ya hah- t-talk my ear off.â
You have to admit that every saturated glide of his throbbingly fat tip has your jaw slacking further and further. Honeyed moans just bursting behind your lips, heâs stretching you out so sinfully.Â
And, yet, it was so fun to see the strongest all broken down like this - eyes drooping almost closed, pouty lips with a glistening sheen of spit, little whimpers sounding at the back of Gojoâs throat every time heâs knocking right into your bulged-out g-spot. It drove him absolutely insane to see you purposefully hold back your pretty moans.Â
âNo no no no no-â heâs frantically prying away the knuckles youâre biting down deliriously on, trying to ease out those soft little whimpers and mewls. âMy stubborn girl.â Pecking lingeringly at your lips, âWonât you just scream- fâme-â
With a singular, jutting slam! of his hard hips against yours, youâre just keening - because Gojo was just crashing angrily against your poor g-spot. No longer teasing grazes and glides along your soppingly wet walls, just daring you to beg for more as you always did.Â
No, he was pressing into your g-spot with ferocious power, muscles rippling across his hulking body when heâs sliding his fat cock back, back, back- Only to reel all the way forwards, the very curve of his globular head curving thoroughly against your sweetly sensitive spots. Again. and again. And again and again-
âAh!â youâre scrambling up onto your elbows, connecting your forehead with his own. âSâtoo-â
You didnât know what you were going to say - to have him beg more- to have yourself beg for more? But whatever it was clings to your heavy tongue when youâre raising your head up to meet your boyfriendâs.Â
Because oh you knew that flushed, blank expression on his face, the slight crinkle of lightning at his eyes. This fucker-
âWhoops.â Gojoâs grinning, not a drop of regret in his words. âGuess I mustâve hngh- accidentally used six eyes when I-â Another nudge of his rotund head against your g-spot, only picking up in pace. Only plugging you full of his deep, grinding inches - fucking you so thoroughly into the mattress that you could hear the bedframe creaking in protest, your own cunt squelching ravagedly. â-hah- fuck this cute pussy. But heyâŚâ He leans his face even closer, that infuriating curl of his lips only growing, â-I donât hear ya complaininâ now, do I, sweetheart?âÂ
âEspecially when mâruining you right-â Splaying out all five of his long, pale fingers across your stomach - drawing an invisible line where he was branding the imprint of the very top of his length into the bottom of your pussy. â-here?â
Fuck, he had you exactly where he wanted you.Â
âY-youâre so-â youâre managing to gasp, eyes narrowing as he leans in even mockingly closer. But you canât hide the slutty bliss in your tone, the way you tug and tease his soft, snow strands. â-so infuriating, yâknow. I shouldnât even hah- be lettinâ you off the hook this easily.âÂ
Heâs moaning twofold, like the sound of your voice electrifies him. Hefty shaft twitching with each piston, painfully tight balls just clenching so painfully. âYeah- hahah- yeah, isnât it because you love me?â
The entirety of his body shivers when you lock your legs tightly, bowing his body even closer to stick to yours. âItâs because-â you purr, batting your lashes so sultry. Spitting against his lips, â-youâre such a pain in the ass, Toru.â
And then heâs cumming - and cumming and cumming so hard that Gojo doesnât have the time to be embarrassed. All he can really think about is the syrupy slow slosh of his seed painting inside your gummy walls, shooting out in thick dredges.Â
You giggle, eyeing down at the puddle of cum and saturated slick oozing down your thighs. Leaking out of your weepy slit, âHehâŚfor someone that wanted me to hngh- s-speak up so much, you sure are weak, Toru.â
The second roll of his nickname on your tongue is enough for Gojo to be gushing out another wave of potent cum into your snug channel. Hissing, heâs swiping at the creamy ring forming around his hilt, pooling the mess on the large pads of his fingers before-
âMaybe sâbetter when you-â Bullying them between the seam of your mouth, heâs swirling around your hot tongue. â-donât speak.â Your answering glare is enough, âJ-just kidding!â
A/N. If yâall need me Iâll be in my prayer circle manifesting for a Gojo comebackâŚ
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a/n: i'm going insane guys anyway love u all mwah <333333 afab body but no gendered language btw!
part two.
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⸠creampies. please just let this man cum inside of you omg he'll go insane. seeing the way his release leaks out of you afterward has him ready for another round almost immediately.
⸠dacryphilia. "you crying'?" says it all right there. he'll coo, a bit mocking, and wipe at the tears running down your cheeks.
⸠size difference. he's so big compared to you. his height, his hands, his dick. he gets off on it so hard seeing you have to look up at him :(
⸠praise (giving + receiving). he'll charm your panties off if you really want, just make sure to let him know how good he's fucking you, too.
⸠overstimulation. hand in hand with dacryphilia. he's not done with you until he's shooting blanks and you're a weeping mess below him.
⸠breeding. listen.. he needs an heir for the gojo clan. he'll fuck you into the mattress for hours on end- he just wants to make sure his baby takes, that's all.
⸠orgasm denial. he's a cocky man, and he knows it. he loves the exhilaration he gets controlling your orgasm, making you beg for it before he gives you any satisfaction.
⸠pussy/thigh/boob jobs. he wants to put good use to all of your body.
. *. â GETO SUGURU
⸠choking. the feeling of you swallowing as his large hands cusp at your neck is like a drug to him.
⸠begging. seeing you so compliant under him as you plead and cry for his touch... those pretty little eyes and wobbling lip. it's mean, he knows that. he just couldn't care less.
⸠sense deprivation. tying you up and blindfolding you, giving him all that power? he goes crazy for it.
⸠degradation. you wanna be fucked like a slut, he's gonna treat you like one.
⸠edging. when he's feeling really mean, he'll edge you for hours. until you're shaking and whining and the only word you can get out is a broken moan of his name.
⸠impact play. he loves waking up and seeing the red imprint of his hand on your ass oh my godddd don't get him started.
⸠hair pulling (receiving). he wants you to tug at his hair, card your fingers through it, pull it as you're riding his face!!!
⸠sadism. pretty much hand in hand with everything above. he's such a mean boyfriend but he knows how much you love it.
. *. â CHOSO KAMO
⸠biting. your shoulders, neck, and thighs are full of his teeth marks, almost perpetually. and of course he's not gonna complain if you leave a few bites, too.
⸠begging. show him how much you want him, how badly you need him, and he'll fuck you as much as you want. you just gotta put in a little work first.
⸠worship (giving + receiving). seriously this man worships the ground you walk on from the moment you wake up to the second you fall asleep. he just asks you worship his cock the same
⸠overstimulation. he's fuckin you until his legs are giving out from under him and you're nothing but a fucked out, drooling mess being pressed into the bed.
⸠blood play. i mean... i think this is a given.. will purposefully bite down too hard just to lick the blood clean as an apology.
⸠orgasm denial. he knows once you cum, it's over, and he just wants to stay sat in your pretty pussy a little bit longer- you understand that, right?
⸠somnophilia. his favorite breakfast is in between your thighs. besides, you don't think there's any better way to wake up, anyway.
⸠voyeurism. pleaseeee pleaseee pleaseee let him watch you masturbate it's all he needs in this world !!!!!
. *. â SUKUNA RYOMEN
⸠anal. he needs to claim every hole your body has to offer. plus true form sukuna is a slut for his double penetration just saying
⸠choking. hearing your choked gasps as he squeezes your throat could make him cum on the damn spot. watching your eyes roll into the back of your head as each second passes on.
⸠exhibitionism. no, he doesn't care that there are other curses around and no, he doesn't care if they can see. you're his, and he'll fuck you anywhere he wants to.
⸠extreme bondage. watching your poor, writhing little human body tug at your restraints uselessly is something he'll never get tired of.
⸠collaring. he'll even get his name custom engraved, just so everyone who looks at you know exactly who you belong to.
⸠degradation. he's a mean thing, but you seem to enjoy that for some reason. he savors in the way you clench around him every time he calls you a whore.
⸠edging. you're not allowed to cum until he's says so, and anything before that? you're in for one hell of a night.
⸠predator/prey. let him chase you through the woods as foreplay. he'll inevitably catch up, of course, but seeing you attempt to get away is so cute to him. especially when he's had enough of the teasing and is pinning you against the nearest tree.
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simon riley/reader â 7.1k words sale of a lifetime mini series !
tags: smut, childhood best friend!simon, virginity for sale trope, unrealized feelings, soft!simon, protective!simon, virgin!reader, afab!reader, no prns for reader
cw: loss of virginity, cunnilingus, wet & messy, fingering, creampie, mid-sex love confession, a little arguing but nothing crazy tbh, petnames (love, lovie, sweetheart)
; he remembers the way you would look at him when you were children, all smiles and bright eyes. he never thought he was deserving of such happiness. but now, with you shyly covering your bare breasts, in his bed, he feels like heâs the only man deserving of you.
or.
he may not have been the first man you picked to give your first time to. but looking back, you realized he was the only right choice in the end.
Meeting some unknown, shady guy out on the street outside of a seedy bar wasnât the smartest decision youâve ever made. Nor was it how you actually intended to spend your Friday evening. But it was the only option you had at the moment, so you swallowed your nerves and forced yourself to stay put at the spot the guy had chosen despite the fact that being out on the street made you feel x10 more nervous and vulnerable.Â
You could hear the loud music and chatter inside the bar every time the door opened to let someone in or out. There was a chill in the air that had you contemplating actually going inside and just telling the guy to meet you in there â you were about to give the bastard your damn virginity, the least he could be was accommodating to your temperature struggles. Plus, you could really use a drink.
A car, expensive by the looks of it, pulling up to the curb had you pausing in that train of thought. You recognized him from his profile picture when he stepped out of the vehicle â Lucas, you recall being his name. Whether that was really his name or not didnât matter; all that mattered was he brought what he promised.
âYou have the money?â you asked when he approached you, giving him a tight-lipped smile as a greeting.
âYeah, got it in the car. All cash, I hope thatâs alright,â he grinned, a sight that made a shiver go down your spine. His tone didnât match the smile, all transactional and dull despite the glimmer in his eyes.
He wasnât necessarily unattractive but he certainly wasnât your type. There was a look in his eyes, one that made your skin crawl because you felt like you were nothing but a piece of raw meat in front of a starving, salivating predator.Â
âWe should get going,â he said, hurrying to open the backseat of his car for you.
You paused, âArenât we going to go inside or something?â
He looked confused, grip on the door tightening for a moment before he bursted out laughing. When he saw the shocked look on your face he sobered up, âSorry, sorry, that was rude of me. Sweetheart, this isnât a date. Iâm just here to get what I paid for.â
âOhâŚâ you swallowed around the lump in your throat at the condescending tone, humiliation making your cheeks burn, âRight.â
Tears stung the back of your eyes and you quickly averted your gaze so he wouldnât see how much that stung. Of course, you knew it wasnât a date. This was a transaction. But you at least thought youâd get to know the guy who was about to take your virginity. You should have known better.
A man who was paying for your virginity wasnât bound to be someone you could trust to feel comfortable around. You quietly sigh, resigning yourself to this all for the sake of some fucking money.Â
You settle into the car, heart jumping into your throat when the door slams. It feels as if youâve just sealed your fate and you canât deny that youâre scared.Â
But thereâs an envelope next to you that you can see stuffed with bills and you clench your fists, trying to calm your racing heart by closing your eyes and breathing.Â
You just hope this decision doesnât cost you your life or something. Youâd hate to imagine what that would do to a certain someone.
Suddenly, the car jostles. Your eyes snap open and you see Lucas is jacked up against the side of the car, a very familiar form caging him in. His scarred hands grip the manâs shirt in tight fists. You canât hear what theyâre saying but you can see Lucas is chattering frantically, gesturing wildly with his hands in an attempt to quell the angry man in the skull balaclava.Â
You curse to yourself, a different kind of terror shocking through your system. Lucas is thrown to the side and you wince at how hard he hits the pavement before the car door is jerked open.
You canât even say anything before a strong, rough hand wraps around your arm, yanking you out. You stumble once youâre on your feet, falling right into his chest.Â
You try to pull away but his arm clamps down around you.Â
Lucas is cursing and screaming his head off, words you donât even bother to try and decipher because youâre too preoccupied with the masked figure that made his sudden appearance. Nerves make your knees shake and from the look of pure rage in his eyes, you know youâre in deep shit.Â
Lucas opens the car door and slams it before driving off, tires squealing against the pavement before he vanishes. Along with that wad of cash that was going to be yours in just a short time.Â
Suddenly youâre angry, shoving your hands against his chest to get him away from you.
âWhat the hell do you think youâre doing, Riley?!â you shriek, shooting him the fiercest glare you could muster.
âI should be askinâ you that,â he sneers, âThe hell were you doinâ with that prick?â
âIââ
âDonât answer that,â he snaps, cutting you off swiftly, âI know what you were doinâ. If you needed money that badly you should have told me.â
âItâs not your concern, Simon!â you cry, resisting the urge to petulantly stomp your foot.
Youâre so pissed.Â
Simon Riley and you went way back, childhood friends. The two of you had always been in each other's lives. Simon especially was always there when you needed him, a beacon of safety and protection. Your best friend and someone you loved to the ends of the Earth.Â
But right now, youâre so angry with him that you canât seem to think straight.
How dare he show up now, when youâre about to do the most humiliating act of your entire life. How could he show his stupid, masked face here when you didnât even ask for his help in the first place for a reason.Â
âYou are always my concern,â he shoots back, scarred knuckles turning white from how hard he clenches his fists, âI have always taken care of you. You should have come to me for help instead of puttinâ yourself in danger like this. You didnât know that guy, what the fuck were you thinking?â
Anger makes your skin hot, sweat beading on your forehead, blocking out the chill that once made goosebumps rise. You feel ashamed that you were caught in this situation â that the man youâve known your entire life knew you were about to sleep with some random asshole for a fat wad of cash. You donât like that heâs made you feel ashamed and confronted you with it.
âJust fuck off, Simon!â you shriek, the only thing you can think of before turning on your heel and stalking away from him.
You donât glance over your shoulder to check if heâs following because you know he most likely is â from a safe distance to make sure you make it inside your apartment alright but far enough that you canât get mad at him for it. Your jaw is clenched so tightly that you feel a headache radiating down your neck.Â
By the time you reach your apartment, the anger has simmered and all youâre left with is a festering shame that makes tears fill your eyes. You wrap your arms around yourself and quickly shuffle yourself inside, not bothering to check if Simon is out there or not. All you want is to get a hot shower and crawl into bed for the rest of the weekend.Â
You do just that, letting the burning hot water scald your skin until you canât feel any emotions except exhaustion. And then, you crawl into bed and let sleep overtake you without a second thought.Â
When you wake up, itâs clear that itâs late into the afternoon. The sun is high in the sky and shining painfully bright through the crack in your curtains. You groan and roll over, slapping the bed to find your phone.Â
You grab the device and unlock it, taking a moment to scroll through your notifications. Thereâs some angry messages from the guy from last night â cursing you out for setting him up to be jumped. It makes you roll your eyes before a particular notification catches your eye.
Itâs from your bank â alerting you of a deposit.Â
You sit up straight in your bed, brows furrowed before your eyes nearly bug out of your head when you see your bank statement. Itâs more than you needed and you know exactly who was responsible.Â
You jump out of bed, not even bothering to dress out of your pajamas before youâre shoving some slides onto your feet and storming out of your apartment.Â
Youâre so heated that you canât even remember the walk to Simonâs place, your mind racing a million miles a second. You storm up to the door and slam your fist on it, the hard wood making your hand sting from how hard you pound.Â
The radiating tingle of pain is quickly forgotten when the door swings open.Â
Simon stands there, looking down at you expectantly. He leans against the door with his arms crossed over his chest. He wears an army-issued t-shirt thatâs a bit too tight. The sleeves stretch taunt around his biceps and you can make out the swell of his pecs. Itâs not very often that you get to see his tattooed arms, littered with scars since he tends to wear long sleeves most of the time.Â
He doesnât look at all surprised to see you, clearly having expected you. The apathetic look in his eyes just solidifies that you were right all along.
âWhat the hell is your problem?!â you cry without so much as a greeting.
He sighs, broad shoulders rising and falling with it before he opens the door wide and motions you inside. You duck underneath his outstretched arm, turning to watch as he closes the door and locks it.Â
He wanders into the kitchen and you realize you can smell bacon. He doesnât seem at all surprised by your outburst nor does he seem interested in acknowledging your question.
âAre you hungry?â he asks, only solidifying how unperturbed he is by your display of anger.Â
âNo!â you snap, âI want to know why you did that, Simon!â
He sighs again, much louder but doesnât respond. You stand in the doorway to his kitchen, watching him plate his lunch â which is actually just breakfast food. He places the dish on the table and pauses, looking up at you.
âYou needed the money, I had it,â he offered with a shrug of his shoulders.
âI was handling it on my own,â you say, âI-It was my problem to solve.â
âBy sellinâ yourself to some prick?â he snarls, the anger he was masking coming out in a flurry.
âI wasnât selling myselfââ you refute but he slams his palms down on the table. His cutlery clatters with the action and you jump.
âI read that post you made,â he hisses, teeth bared, âThereâs no fuckinâ reason you should be selling your virginity for some cash when I was right here the whole time!â
Your cheeks burn when he brings up your virginity, crossing your arms over your chest protectively, âI-Itâs mine to sell if I want to! I needed that money!â
âAnd now you have it,â he says with finality.Â
He takes a seat and you stand there, fuming. Your jaw is clenched, teeth grinding together as your mind races to find a rebuttal. He begins to eat, taking large, fast bites that just shows how heâs been conditioned to eat quickly by the military.Â
âThatâs not the point, Simon,â you huff, growing less angry and more frustrated by this conversation. You were just going around in circles.Â
âThen what is the point?â he snaps, snatching his empty plate and angrily tossing it in the sink. He turns to you again, a frown evident on his face, âYou got the money you needed safely. Thatâs all that matters.â
âItâs too much money, Simon!â you cry, âI was selling something in exchange for it!â
âI care about you,â he says, âThat doesnât matter to me. Whatâs mine is yours, you know that.â
You silently glare at him, wishing that the heated stare would get through to him. He stands unbothered, staring blankly at you with his fists clenched by his sides.
You hang your head, sighing, âI-I canât take your money, Simon, alright? Iâm already in debt and Iâm not going to be in debt to you of all people.â
âYou feel like you owe me, is that it?â he asks.
You nod your head, heart rate spiking when he stalks towards you. Youâre close enough to smell his body wash and aftershave, a painfully familiar scent that you adore. He stares down his nose at you, brown eyes lidded and lazy.Â
He reaches out suddenly, rough hand gripping your cheeks, smushing them together until your lips pucker, âThen give me a kiss as payment.â
âH-Huh?â you whimper dumbly, eyes wide in shock as his face grows closer and closer.
âIt can be payment for a kiss, lovie,â he coos, syrupy sweet and soft, âWill that make up for it, then?â
The air in your lungs suddenly doesnât feel like enough. This is a man that youâve known almost your entire life so youâve obviously thought about him in a romantic sense at some point. Hell, when you were a teenager you even had a crush on him. But he never once looked at you any other way than as a friend so you quickly got over it â or maybe thatâs just what you told yourself. Because as you stand there, staring into his eyes, you realize that kissing him would feel like a dream come true.Â
You find yourself nodding despite the inner turmoil going on in your head. Simon huffs through his nose before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours.Â
Thereâs a shock of electricity that goes through you at the contact. Your eyes flutter shut as you lean into the kiss, letting him take over. He works his lips expertly against yours, eventually abandoning his hold on your face in favor of wrapping his arm around your waist. You gasp into the kiss when he suddenly yanks you closer, your body pressed close against his.Â
Heâs warm and sturdy against you, a solid form of muscle that makes you feel safe and content â just as he always has. His hands are big and rough as they grip your hips, kneading the soft flesh there as he gets lost in kissing you.Â
âS-Si,â you find yourself muttering without realizing.
He hums in response, chuckling when you continue to mindlessly kiss him. He pulls back, one hand coming up to wrap lightly around your throat, thumbing at your jaw as your eyes slowly focus on him, âWhat is it, sweetheart? What do you need?â
âI-I donâtâŚâ you swallow thickly around the forming lump in your throat, âI donât know. I justâŚâ
âShow me,â he breathes, softer than youâve ever heard his voice.Â
The sweet, tender look in his big, brown eyes is what gives you the courage to grab his wrist, leading it just under the hem of your shirt so he can touch your bare stomach. You give him a shy glance from under your lashes, hoping heâll get the hint that you want more.Â
You want him.
Simon, in all his experienced wisdom, understands immediately what it is youâre aching for. His hand travels up further, pausing at your ribs, just under the swell of your breast. Your heart hammers in your chest when your gaze meets his. His eyes are lidded, long lashes obscuring his pupils but still burning into you.Â
He stares deep into your eyes, waiting for any sign of hesitation as his fingers creep higher and higher. You suck in a breath when he cups your breast in his palm, squeezing lightly to feel their weight.Â
A large, calloused thumb creeps up, passing ever so softly over your nipple until the bud peaks and hardens under the attention. You sigh at the feeling, new shocks washing over you that youâve never experienced before.Â
Sure, you played with yourself plenty â you had a healthy masturbation life, youâd say. But youâd always just been focused on reaching an orgasm, never on the build up. You imagine, however, it would never feel as good by yourself as it does with him.
He pinches your nipple between two fingers and you whine, lips parting as the sound escapes. Simon takes the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth. Your hands grab his shoulders, desperately clinging to his shirt as you lose yourself in the sloppy kiss.Â
Drool drips down your chin â it's messy and hot between the two of you. His hand switches to your other breast to give it the same attention as the other. You tremble in his arms, overcome by the insatiable throbbing between your thighs.Â
You shift on your feet, the fabric of your panties stick uncomfortably to your core. Youâre so wet, wetter than youâve ever been in your life. By the time he pulls back, thereâs a string of saliva connecting your lips to his.Â
âYou want more?â he asks, voice gravelly as he speaks, as if heâs drunk. You nod your head and he clicks his tongue, âYou gotta tell me, sweetheart.â
âI-I want more, Si,â you whisper, feeling your cheeks burn as you admit it.Â
âLetâs go,â he hums, taking your hand in his as he leads you around the couch towards the hallway.
âWhere?â you ask dumbly, hoping that making some kind of conversation would ease the nerves steadily building in your chest.Â
âThe bedroom,â he responds, stroking his thumb over the top of your hand as if he can sense that youâre nervous, âWouldnât want to be stripped down in the middle of the living room, I imagine.â
âN-No,â you squeak, cheeks burning even hotter at those words.Â
Youâre going to be naked. In front of another person for the first time. In front of him. Simon.Â
âThere now, lovie,â he whispers as he shuts his bedroom door behind the both of you. He takes your waist in his hands, kneading the soft flesh there, âItâs alright.â
âI-Iâm justââ
âNervous,â he finishes for you, smiling softly when you nod, âI know. We can stop anytime youâd like.â
âI donât want to,â you rush out, hands coming up to press against his firm chest, âJustâŚd-donât be upset when I donât know what Iâm doing.â
The tender way he looks at you sets your heart pounding like a little rabbit. A ghost a smile appears on his lips, âI would never do somethinâ like that.â
âI-I know, I justâŚâ you look down at your feet only for him to catch your chin in his fingers, pulling you to look up at him.
You swallow thickly around the lump in your throat, holding your breath as he descends down. His lips find yours all over again, as exhilarating and mind-melting as the first time.Â
Just the sweet, deep kiss he gives you has your nerves dissipating a bit â back to normal levels. You no longer feel the desire to flee, you just feel an intense longing and anticipation. You crave more from him.
As if sensing this, his fingers find the hem of your shirt. He slowly starts to pull it up, agonizingly slow. But youâre grateful for it, it gives you time to prepare before youâre bared completely to him. You lift your arms for him, a sign that youâre still okay with this.Â
He pulls it up over your head and lets the fabric drop to the floor. But he doesnât look down, he continues looking in your eyes, softly pecking your lips as his hands cup your breasts once more.Â
When you sigh and lean into his touch, he finally lets himself break the eye contact. He sucks in a sharp breath when he sees how pretty your tits sit in his hands. He touches them softly, sweetly brushing over your nipples in admiration.Â
âPerfect tits, lovie,â he coos, chuckling when you whine in embarrassment.Â
His head descends, pink lips parting to take one of your nipples in his mouth. Itâs hot but his tongue is soft when it circles and flicks at the bud. He sucks, popping off lewdly before switching to the other one.Â
The sensation makes you squeeze your thighs together, imaging what that would feel like around your clit. Your hole clenches around nothing, drooling messily into your panties. The fabric was so wet by now that it couldnât soak it up anymore, leaving it to slick up your thighs instead.
Your core ached, a feeling only Simon would be able to soothe.Â
âPlease, Si,â you finally break, whimpering pathetically.Â
He detaches from your breast, lips wet and swollen from the worship he had been giving your now sore nipples. His pupils were blown wide, black swallowing brown and you were sure that yours looked the same.Â
He stands to his full height, nudging you backwards until your knees hit the bed. They buckled at that, leaving you to fall back against the bed. Simonâs bedding was soft, the scent of detergent and his own body wash filling your senses. You relax at the familiar, comforting scent, sinking into the blankets with a bashful smile on your face.
To Simon, youâre an ethereal beauty. You take the air right out of his lungs with the way you look at him.
He remembers the way you would look at him when you were children, all smiles and bright eyes. He never thought he was deserving of such happiness. But now, with you shyly covering your bare breasts, in his bed, he feels like heâs the only man deserving of you.Â
He scooches you up the bed, crawling on after you until heâs on top of you. Though youâre still wearing your pants, you feel so vulnerable beneath his weight. Heâs heavy and warm and he smells so good. You canât focus on anything except for him â heâs all around you and itâs exhilarating.Â
Feeling bold, you reach up and tug at his shirt. He pulls it off with ease, revealing his toned, scarred upper body. You canât help but trace over some of the ones youâre familiar with â thereâs one from a time he fell out of a tree trying to rescue a cat that you had been crying about. He fell out of the tree on the way down, a jagged branch stabbing into his upper arm and slicing it open. There was another one from when you were teenagers, some other kids jumped him and he took a stab to his shoulder trying to protect you. You kiss that one and he softens, as if heâs remembering it too.Â
Heâs always been there for you, an overwhelming presence that you simply couldnât live without. The fact youâre here, in this bed, about to give him your virginity is something that you never would have expected.Â
And to think, you were planning to sell it off to some random loser.Â
âIâm glad you stopped me,â you find yourself whispering.Â
He looks confused for a second before he hums, nodding in understanding, âI am too.â
âI-I want it to be you, Si,â you whisper, the confession leaving you embarrassed. Itâs true, all this time, you realize, heâs all youâve ever really wanted. You had just buried it deep down so you no longer felt those sparks towards him.
âIâll take care of you,â he whispers back, as if the two of you are sharing some secret little moment that no one else can hear about even though itâs just the two of you in this room.Â
âYou always do,â you respond, the words making his dark eyes light up.Â
He kisses you deeply, moving his lips slowly against yours. When your hands come up to grip the back of his neck, he takes that as his cue to move down to your neck, then your collarbones, down the center of your chest between your breasts, the spot between your breasts, and finally your navel.Â
You lay back, head in his pillows with your hands on either side of your head. You watch him, breathing labored as you wait for his next move. He pauses in his path, looking up through his lashes at you before his fingers find the hem of your sweats. You swallow thickly, holding your breath when he slowly begins to pull the fabric down. You lift your hips to help him, pulling your legs free while being careful not to kick him by accident.Â
He keeps his gaze on you until youâre settled back down into the bed and the pants are forgotten on the floor to be collected later. Then, he looks down.Â
Even though you still have your panties on, you know that the white cotton is soaked through and hides absolutely nothing from his view.Â
You watch as he licks his lips, as if his mouth is suddenly bone dry. His hands are burning hot when he touches you again, sliding over your thighs to your hips. He leans down, pressing his lips against each of your thighs.Â
His thumb reaches down, stretches over your pubic bone to touch the sticky fabric. You nearly jump at the sensation â someoneâs fingers other than your own touching you there for the first time. Simonâs fingers.
As if he canât help himself anymore, he tugs the waistband of your panties and yanks them down your thighs. You squeal when youâre jostled under the force.Â
He holds the material up and youâre mortified to see just how wet they are. He runs his thumbs over the crotch and you whine, drawing his attention from them. He drops them to the floor and returns his hands back to you, gripping underneath your knees, so he can spread you all the way open.Â
Your hands fly to your face, covering your eyes in embarrassment at how exposed you are. He doesnât seem to mind, pressing a kiss over the top of your hands before moving back down your body.Â
You peek through your fingers only to find him already staring at you with a sparkle in his eyes. He carefully spreads your slippery folds apart with his thumbs, the movement causing a wet, sticky sound to emanate from between your legs. The little bud of your clit is hard and twitching as itâs exposed to the cool air of the bedroom. When heâs sure youâre looking he leans down, pink tongue hanging out of his mouth. You stop breathing as you watch a fat glob of spit roll down the surface of the smooth muscle and splatter right on your clit.Â
âSi-!â your squeal of his name is cut off when your eyes roll back in his head as that sinful tongue slides right over your bud.Â
Your whole body twitches at that, hands falling away from your face so you can reach down and grab his hair. It doesnât even seem like he notices your grip, focused on slurping up that sensitive nub into his hot mouth.Â
You choke out a moan, tilting your head back into the pillows as your back arches. It feels just as good as you thought it would when he was giving the same, lewd treatment to your nipples.Â
He continues to suck and lick your clit until your mind is completely blank and all you can think is him. Then, all at once it stops and he pulls back, letting your bud slip from the heavenly clutch of his lips.
âYou ever have somethinâ inside you, lovie?â he asks, bringing up one of his fingers to swipe through the folds of your entrance, as if to show you what he intends.Â
You swallow to moisten your throat before nodding, âJ-Just my fingers.â
âHow many?â he asks, growing more confident in prodding at the tight little hole.Â
âT-Two,â you breathe, any embarrassment you felt long dissipated in the face of true pleasure.
âAlright, lovie,â he hums, âJust lay back, Iâll take good care of you, yeah?â
You nod and do as he says, turning utterly boneless against the blankets. The sweat already slicking your skin despite the fact youâve only just begun makes the fabric stick to you.Â
He prods at your entrance for only a second longer before finally, he pushes his thick middle digit inside you. Your cunt is so wet and pliant that it hungrily swallows it up to the very last knuckle. You clench around it intentionally, getting used to the feeling of the foreign finger inside of you for the first time.Â
It feels so different compared to your own, thicker and rougher. The sensation is so strange but you canât say you donât like it â in fact, it feels amazing. You already want another, feeling like one just isnât enough to give you that unknown feeling youâre chasing. Itâs like you have an itch that needs to be scratched and only Simon can do it for you.Â
As if sensing this, ever the reliable one, he carefully introduces a second finger. The stretch is unfamiliar, a burn around your entrance following as he reaches the last knuckle on that one too. His middle and ring finger stuffed snuggly inside your gooey little cunt as you whine and squirm from the feeling.Â
Once youâve adjusted, he slowly begins working them in and out of you. You slick up his fingers easily, streaks of creamy white coating his skin and making his mouth water. When he crooks his fingers up suddenly, prodding at that tender little spot inside of you, your entire body twitches and the most beautiful moan rips from your chest.Â
He canât resist leaning down and trapping your pulsing little clit under the flat of his tongue. He doesnât slurp it into his mouth like before, instead, he just licks over it, pressing it down with the muscle. Your eyes are rolled up and your mouth hangs open as you moan and moan, tugging mindlessly at his hair as he works you towards your orgasm.Â
It grows and grows, the unrelenting pleasure of his fingers fucking deeply into you and his tongue lapping sloppily at your clit like a mutt driving that knot in your belly to tighten. Drool spills out around his tongue, slipping down to meet his fingers where he easily fucks it into you â the added lubrication not needed but so very welcome with how much wetter and messier it makes you.Â
âS-SimonâŚâ you pant, gasping to catch your breath as the pleasure makes it hard for you to even think.Â
He glances up at you through his lashes but doesnât offer any other acknowledgement. Thereâs a knowing look in his eyes that tells you he knows exactly what heâs doing. Heâs going to wring this orgasm out of your little cunt whether you like it or not.Â
And fuck, do you love it.Â
The orgasms you brought yourself in the deep of the night, little hands stuffed down your panties as you played with your clit and stuffed yourself with your own fingers was nothing like what you were experiencing now. Simonâs thick fingers and hot tongue were torturing your little clit until your entire body started to lock up.
You looked at him desperately, unsure what was even going through your mind besides him and how fucking good you felt right now.Â
Just as you teetered on the edge of this orgasm, he suddenly changed up and swallowed your twitchy little clit into his mouth. He sucked, sending you flying over the edge with a shrill wail of his name. Your legs kicked and twitched, heels hitting him on the back as you trembled and shook through the orgasm that he eagerly fucked out of you onto his fingers.Â
He suckled your clit, swirling his tongue around it until it was too sensitive and you were tearily pushing him away. When he finally released you, slipping his fingers from your cunt, you were boneless and twitching on the bed. You didnât even try to close your legs when he pulled away, giving him the perfect view to watch your cute little pussy clench and messily drool cum in the aftermath of your orgasm.Â
He popped his fingers in his mouth, eyes rolling and lashes fluttering at the taste of your cum tingling on his taste buds. As you came down, eyes closed and breathing heavy, he began pulling at his belt.Â
You could hear the metal clinking as he dropped it to the floor, peeking your heavy lids open to see him pull the button of his jeans open. As he slowly pulled them down, his underwear went with and suddenly you were more aware than ever.Â
His cock was something to behold. Thick and veiny, bobbing in the air where it hung â too heavy to actually stand upright. Youâd seen dicks in porn before but none of them prepared you for Simonâs. Precum dribbled from the tip, creating a long, gooey string down towards the floor before it broke.Â
He wrapped a big hand around himself, giving a few good strokes as he reached down to cup his own heavy balls. The hair wasnât wild or offensive, but neatly trimmed short.Â
âAll good, lovie?â he asked, stepping out of the pool of his jeans and boxers so he could kneel on the bed again.
âAll god-good!â you blushed as he laughed, leaning down over you to balance his weight on his elbows.
âYou still want this?â he asks, hushed and sweet,Â
You glance between your bodies to see that intimidating cock, drooling messily over your skin. You realize, quickly, that youâve never wanted anything more in your life.
When you voice such, he looks relieved, like a weight was lifted off of his shoulders. He sits back on his heels and spreads your legs, pushing your knees up to your chest.
âHold them there,â he orders, which you follow immediately.Â
Your elbows circle around your knees, holding yourself open for him as he asked. He whistles low in appreciation when your cum-slicked cunt was spread and exposed for him to prod his cockhead against.Â
He swipes the tip up and down through your folds, humming appreciatively when your little hole tries to suck him in every time he grazes past it. He nudges your clit, the little bud still hard and sensitive from your orgasm but so eager for more. He couldnât wait to grant your wish and make you cream on his cock.Â
You watch him with wide eyes as he starts to push into you. Your jaw drops as you feel that burning stretch, an ache settling between your legs as he continues to sink himself into you.Â
âF-Fuck, wait, Simon!â you squeal and he halts immediately.Â
Heâs only reached just past the head of his cock but he reaches down to pet your clit. The pleasure shoots through you, making your toes curl and your walls relax around him. He keeps his eyes on your face for any sign that you want him to stop as he moves his hips again.Â
More and more of his cock sinks inside and his thumb keeps working little circles over your clit until his hips are flush with yours. Your voice breaks as you moan when you realize youâve taken every single inch of him.Â
Heâs heavy and throbbing inside of you and you clench around him intentionally, forcing a moan from his chest.Â
He leans down, arranging your knees over his shoulders, folding you up and pressing down on you. Heâs heavy and it makes it hard to breathe but that makes it even better â the pleasure of being speared on that fat cock and being utterly helpless underneath this man is better than any fantasy you could have made for yourself.Â
âFuck,â he snarls, rolling his hips back before rocking them forward again, heavy balls slapping against you as he does, âCanât believe you were gonna give this little cunt away to some prick.â
âS-Si,â you whimper, biting your lip at the feeling of him slowly and carefully rocking his hips against yours, ââM sorry, sh-shoulda been you all this time.â
âThatâs fuckinâ right,â he hums, âNo one else gets to love you but me, sweetheart.â
âO-Only you!â you agree, nails digging into his shoulders when he hits that spot just right.Â
He can feel you soaking his cock, drippy cum lathering him up to make every glide of his cock wetter than the last. He sits back up on his knees, adjusting his grip so he can pin your legs wide open, giving him the best view of your greedy cunt swallowing his length up.Â
He begins to fuck you in earnest, pulling out halfway before sliding home again - nothing like the little movements he gave you to prepare you. He was going to show you exactly why you should only think of giving him this precious pussy for the rest of your life. No one will ever be able to fuck you as good as he can, heâs going to learn your body like the back of your hand and youâre never going to be able to cum as hard as you can with him. Youâll never even want to use your own fingers again when heâs done with you.Â
You canât do anything but lay there and take it, take the pleasure and take his cock. He hits so deep, prodding at your cervix in a way that aches but it only feels that much better when itâs mixed with mind-numbing pleasure.Â
Simon looms above you, panting and groaning as he fucks you like he was made to. He angles his hips just right, blunt nails biting into your thighs where he pins you open, neither of you caring if he happens to break skin while he does. You donât even register the bite of pain underneath the way his cock prods you g-spot so perfectly.Â
Your own fingers would have been tired by now, no longer able to work that little spot like you need. Simonâs cock, however, is unrelenting. The pleasure builds and mounts uninterrupted, every stroke of his length sending you higher. His body moves fluidly, rolling his hips tirelessly so he can give you every ounce of pleasure your sweet little cunt needs.Â
Youâre creaming around him, a frothy, milky ring forming around the base every time he sinks in and becoming visible when he pulls back. Itâs filthy and messy and makes your cheeks burn but Simon seems to not mind in the slightest.
âSo fuckinâ messy, love,â he coos, breathy and slurred, âLook at that, pretty cunt needed some cock, huh?â
âY-Yours!â you manage to choke out.
âWhatâs that?â he asks, a crooked, teasing grin on his face.Â
âY-Your cock! Only needed your cock, Simon,â you pant, reaching up to grope your own tits, pinching and rolling your nipples meanly. It hurts so good, making you clench around his cock. He moans at the sight, his pretty little virgin tormenting your own nipples.
âThatâs right,â he hums, reaching a shaky hand down to thumb at your clit, âKeep pinchinâ those pretty tits, sweetheart. Donât stop.â
You nod your head, unable to form a vocal response from the new sensation of your clit being played with while he fucks you. It feels so damn good that you could go drunk from it all. Everything in your brain is slow, thoughts of only him and how good you feel are all thatâs there. Your entire world, right at this moment, revolves around Simon Riley.Â
He knows it too, a cocky grin on his face as he works you to your orgasm. You dangle, almost helplessly, staring unblinkingly at his handsome face as he works it out of you.Â
After what feels like minutes, but is probably only seconds, you cum. Hard.
Your head slams back against the pillows, back arching as you cunt clasps tight around him. You cry out in pure, unadulterated pleasure as he fucks you through it. His thumb keeps working your clit as it twitches and pulses under the digit, cumming nice and pretty for him just like he wanted. Just like you deserved.Â
You cream his cock messily, it drips down his balls and down your ass to the bedding below. So fucking sloppy and wet, a perfect little cunt made to take his cock.Â
His brows furrow, mouth falling open as his own orgasm mounts and builds. Now that your well-earned orgasm is out of the way, he can finally let go and allow himself to experience it as well.
âWhere do you want it?â he grits out, teeth clenched from the ache of holding back.
His balls draw up, heavy and full. He feels ready to positively explode when you gasp, âI-Inside!â
His head falls back, the loudest, most drawn out moan youâd never expected to come from a stoic man like Simon falling from his lips. Itâs deep and primal, full of nothing but euphoria as he spills into you. His load is hot and thick, drooling out of the sides of his cock as he slows his thrusts to milk the least bits of pleasure from the orgasm.Â
When he comes down, he collapses. Your legs lock around his waist and he draws you tightly into his arms, neither of you caring for the way his weight crushes you. All you care about is being wrapped up in his arms where you belong.Â
He pulls his neck from your chest and kisses your forehead. Then he kisses your nose. Then your lips.Â
âPretty,â he breathes, still drunk on the endorphins of the sex so his lips are a little looser than theyâd normally be, âAlways thought you were pretty.â
âReally?â you prompt, cheeks heating at his confession.Â
He hums, âGlad youâre finally mine.â
You beam, âNo one deserved me as much as you.â
He nods as if itâs the most obvious statement in the world, rolling off of you with a sigh. His cock unplugs your cunt and a gush of your mixed cum comes out, making you whine. He laughs softly, drawing you back into your arms.Â
Youâve never felt safer and warmer in your life, knowing in that moment that you should have come to Simon all along. Thereâs no one in the world who would be there for you, more willing and able than he.Â
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im sad so heres toru fuckin u after an argument.
the bed creaks under your shared weight. it only merges with the sounds of your breathy moans and skin connecting together. your legs are spread around his waist, his slutty waist that your legs easily wrap around. your fairly squared nails drag up and down his back, leaving marks that you know is going to show up angrily tomorrow.
his face rests in the crook of your neck. heâs breathing heavily onto your skin while he fucks all of his bottled up emotions into your pussy. his tongue occasionally darts out of his mouth to lick at your neck and his lips follow suit, sucking on the spot he licked. there are tears brimming in both you and his eyes. you almost broke up with him. he almost broke up with you. almost, almost, almost.
he pushes and pulls away his hips rhythmically, never losing the pattern. his dick fills your pussy up just right, scratching that spot you will probably never be able to reach alone with just your fingers. he fucks you like a man, like he means it.
âright thereâright there!â you gasp. your eyes are rolling back and your legs are shaking already. maybe the adrenaline from the argument has you finishing so quickly. you stop dragging your hands and instead press the tips of your fingernails into his skin.
satoru hisses out a curse word. your nails digging into his skin accompanied with your pussy clenching tightly around his dick has his own eyes rolling back. needy whimpers escape from his throat as his pace speeds up and he thrusts desperately into you. youâre whining and crying under him from overstimulation but he canât stop. not when heâs so close. not when you tested his patience so disobediently just some minutes ago.
your pussy is creaming and getting all over his dick and the sheets. youâre making such a mess around him and he loves it. no matter how much you say you hate him, your pussy will forever say otherwise.
suddenly, youâre trying to push his head up so that you could be face to face with your lover. âkiss. wanâ kiss, toru.â your voice so desperate and soft, itâs almost hypnotic.
heâs quickly raising his head and smashing his lips onto yours. the kiss is clashing as moans and curses slip out from the both of you. he slips his tongue inside your mouth, barely giving you any room to breathe. while he busies your mouth, his right hand searches for yours, when he finds it, heâs immediately intertwining his slender fingers with yours.
when he pulls his lips away from yours, a thin line of spit follows suit and quickly breaks away. satoru bites down on his lip as he focuses back on thrusting into your wetness. him looking at you low-lidded and a flush on his face has your pussy throbbing.
âi love you, baby.â he breathes out before catching your lips once again. instead of tongue kissing, he gives you a series of kisses that has your lips sizzling. your stomach clenches, and the feeling of butterflies floating around has you breathing heavy.
âi love you more.â youâre giving him that needy look that his his balls clenching and his back arching slightly as he realizes heâs about to cum.
âso fuckinâ p-perfect. âmma get my shit together.â he promises. it comes out rushed as he brings his face back to your neck to leave more marks. he begins promising and babbling sweet nothings as his orgasm crashes over him. âbaby.â he repeats with a loud moan as his balls drain inside your pussy.
argument be dammed, thereâs no way you would ever let him go and vice versa. youâre his just as much as heâs yours.
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