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[ryukenzz]

gangbang with all the pretty shoulder length / long haired men of bleach when ! i know they would fix all my problems

[ Real. So, so real. I wouldn't mind being shared by any of them 🙈🙈 (*cough* Byakuya, Ukitake, and Shunsui *cough* ) ]

[ryukenzz]

THEME ATE !! HEY NEW MOOTIE <3

[ Jajdjwje, hiii! And thank you, I'm still putting it together 😭. But I love yours so much, Bachira is my favorite character from Blue Lock. Cheers to being new mutuals 🥂 ]

[ryukenzz]

NAH GIRL I GOTTA FOLLOW U THAT WAS HILARIOUS 😭😭YALL REALLY CAME AFTER MY SEXY BONE CRACKING JURASSIC PARK SUGAR DADDY 🙁🙁

[ LMFAOOOO i'm sorry, but I just couldn't not do it 😭. I love Toji myself, but I can't help but poke fun at him sometimes jenrbdbfb. ]

[ryukenzz]

daddyyyy <3

[Kubo, why did you have to make me start simping for this man? Why did you make him gorgeous like that? But jokes aside lol, he is very much daddy and I want him 💕]

[ryukenzz]

[ Holy mother of Jesus- I have no words. Literally, I have none. I just- phew lord mercy me 🤧��� ]

˜”*°•.˜”*°• Plaything •°*”˜.•°*”˜

Synopsis: You've been caught in his trap. And now you're his little plaything. The Upper Moon 4, Hantengu, more so you belong to the 4 clones.

Warnings : smut, gangbang with Hantengu clones, oral(male and female receiving), anal, Double Penetration , degradation, biting, marking, Electroplay, Spit as lube Rough sex , cervix fucking, Monsterfucking , wing play, praise, Blood Kink, creampie, finger sucking, squirting (let me know if I missed anything!)

Word count : 4.6k

Pairing : Hantengu (all four clones) x fem!slayer!reader

A/N: I have no words for this. It's basically straight porn and I know tumblr is gonna slap a label on it. So, check it out on my AO3(same name). I'll link it in my bio/pinned post.

Special thanks to @bleuboyfriend for beta reading it for me! You're amazing Luke!!

Tags: @bakugosbratx (cause I'd get yelled at if I didn't) @herohibiscus (karaku brainrot partner in crime) @linpunny (monsterfucker bestie) @fushisslut (have your lawyer call mine) @sirenspider @unknownspecies @sailewhoremoon @potofstewie @medusashima @sweetblueworm @gh0stfac3-w1f3y @zoroarkstar @potatoboiasta @rav3enmuse @gingerspicelattemix @redsharksimp @shadowvessel172 @hiitogata @iamthepaninpanic @yandere-wishes @tommyinnit-kinnie @maddyybtw @rani-02 @hulahoopingpro @justsomereaderwholikesanime @dedukiddu @shockinglysubmissive @cherryblossomsenpai @cherry1hearts @violxtbxbyy @jeschalynn @jazzthatonewriterchick @comatosebunny09 @ilovetwodmen @cockadodalcuck @nightimewalk-chan

You're not sure how it even happened. You were summoned to slay a demon that had been spotted in a village; only to find a cowardly little imp like Demon that was scared of its own shadow. Cutting its head off wasn't too difficult, but the result was devastating for you. The demon split into four clones of itself. Each one with a different demon blood art. 

They cornered you and the green one, Karaku found you to be so very interesting. His clawed hand reached out and caressed your cheek before tipping your chin back. His tongue – marked with the Kanji "pleasure" – slipped past his lips and touched your lips, tasting them. A deep purr like growl rumbled in his chest as he speaks to his counterparts.

"It's been so long since we've been separated and had a little plaything. We deserve to have some fun, right, Sekido?"

His green Kanji branded eyes flickering down to your torn top – the swell of your breasts inviting him as his mouth watered when he could hear your heart pounding beneath your ribcage. Your eyes dart from him to his three other counterparts. His fingers tilt your gaze back to his as he tilts his head down towards yours. “Ne, Sekido, can we have some fun with this pretty little slayer? Please?”

Sekido grits his fangs, his red Kanji branded eyes narrowing as he taps his staff on the ground, bolts of lightning sparking from underneath. His gaze cuts to your eyes and he can smell the fear that emits from you – saturating the air around them in its scent. He growls out, voice guttural and deep. “Only if Aizetsu and Urogi agree.”

Karaku grabs you in his claws and sits you down in his lap, easily pinning you against his chest  as he spreads your legs. One hand cupped your breasts, pinching your nipples as the other dug its palm into your core, eliciting a moan from you. The sound was like heaven to his ears. Karaku’s tongue touches the shell of your ear before his fangs nip at it playfully. “Aizestu, Urogi, c’mon say yes. I wanna play with our new toy.”

“Get your hands off of m–” Your words die off in a moan when he rubbed two sharp clawed fingers over the damp spot forming over your panties.

“Hmmm, little plaything. You were saying?” He ground his fingers harder against the clothed little pearl of nerves, making you squeal out. “Just look at my counterparts. Hard just from watching us. You all should join. If not, I’m still going to have fun.”

Urogi’s control finally snapped as a feral grin spreads over his lips when your musky scent permeates his senses. His own tongue – marked with the Kanji “Joy" – flicks out of his mouth as he drops to his knees in front of you. “Fuck, she’s sexy. And we get to have fun with her. Don’t mind if I do.” When Karaku ripped your panties off and tossed them to the side, Urogi wasted no time diving his face between your thighs, his tongue curling through your sticky folds.

You arched your back, pressing your ass back against the other demon’s crotch, involuntarily grinding against his hard cock as the one with golden eyes feasts upon your center. It was ironic that the one with “pleasure” on his tongue was not the one between your thighs. You whimpered when Urogi’s tongue curled through your cunt, slurping messily as he sucked on your clit.

Aizetsu whimpered softly as his cock twitched against his thigh, rising to attention. He watched as his two more confident counterparts have their fun with the pretty slayer. “Karaku.” He said finally, his voice soft almost timid. “I think you should be the one eating her while Urogi fucks her throat.” His face flushed as he palmed himself through his pants. “And Sekido should use his blood demon art to shock her into submission as she takes his cock first.” 

Karaku grinned. “That’s a great idea, Aizetsu!” He laid down on the ground, relaxing against the cool floor as his hair fanned out underneath him. “But I think I’d rather her ride my face while Urogi fucks hers.” Easily holding down your hips, he grabbed you and pulled you away from Urogi’s tongue, a string of slick mixed saliva connecting you to the avian-like demon.

Urogi pouted at having his fun ruined, but grinned at Aizetsu’s words. The little shy bastard has some good ideas in that sorrowful mind. He cackled as he fumbled with the tie that held his pants together as Karaku settled you over his awaiting mouth. His talons caressed your face, thumb wiping at the tear that threatened to fall. “You’re going to be a good little cocksleeve for us, right?”

Sekido growled at the softer, more timid counterpart as he tapped his staff against the ground once more. “What utter foolishness. Like I want to stick my cock in that little whore’s body.” But his hard cock betrayed his angry words as he listened to your saccharine moans while his counterparts had their way with you. His narrowed red eyes watched as your throat bulged as Urogi slid his cock in deep, the yellow-eyed demon giggling as you tapped his thigh.

Growling once more, he dropped to his knees, pulling his dick out of his pants and fisted it roughly. His fangs grit as his claws of his other hand found your hair and yanked your head back to force you to meet his eyes. “You should feel lucky that I’m willing to fuck a needy bitch like you.” His palm smacked against the meat of your ass, making your hips buck against Karaku’s eager tongue and forcing more of Urogi’s cock down your throat.

You let out a whimper around the thick girth on your tongue as you feel Karaku dig his claws in your hips, pulling you even further down onto his mouth. He slurped so noisily at your pussy as his tongue dug orgasm after orgasm out of you. You lost count. Your moans were muffled by Urogi as he thrust into your mouth without abandon. Another pathetic sounding moan vibrated in your chest when you feel Sekido’s claws dig into the fat of your ass and spread your cheeks.

Shame filled your body as your eyes darted around, searching for someone to help you, but they only found Aizetsu, who was calmly stroking his cock, pre leaking – oozing from the tip as his face flushed with a blush. 

Aizetsu covered his face with his hand as he watched his counterparts. His voice was soft as he directed them on what to do. “Urogi, wrap your hand around her throat, choke her until she’s able to take all of your cock down her slutty little mouth. She doesn't get th breath if she doesn't. Kakaru suck on her clit more while using your tongue to fuck her hole. Sekido...” He pauses, his eyes darkening with desire as he works his hand over his cock faster. “Prep her ass for your cock.”

Your eyes widened when Aizetsu told the red-eyed demon what to do. You try to shake your head, but Urogi had wrapped his talon around your neck, his hips snapping faster as he fucks more of his cock down your throat.

“Now, pretty little plaything. It's not nice to be distracted. Eyes on me.” He grins as he tightens his hand around your neck, relishing in the choke-like moans that vibrated around his length. When you shift those big teary eyes back to his, his tongue fell from his mouth as he curled it in the air. “That’s the fucking look! Cry more, slayer!”

You could feel Sekido’s sharp claws dig into your flesh as he lowered his face between your thighs, his tongue slipping out to trace the ring of your puckered little hole. You couldn’t help the whimper that escaped. Sekido’s tongue was hot – hotter than Karaku’s. It felt like currents of electricity were shooking up and down your spine. 

Karaku flicks your clit, scraping it with his fangs as his fingers slip over your clenching hole. He lifts you off his face for a moment to stare up at your face. “Aww, is the pretty little slayer crying?” He cooed condescendingly, “Such a good girl you are.” His praise sounded fake as he pushed his fingers past the first ring of muscles of your dripping pussy. “Oh? Maybe I should call you a slut? Or our little cocksleeve whose only purpose is to be fucked by four demon cocks?”

Moaning around Urogi’s cock at Karaku’s filthy words, words that sounded like they were dipped in honey to your hazy mind. His fingers thrust up into you twisting and turning until they found that spot that made your body twitch and wreath above him. “That's the spot. Come on, let go for me. Cum on my tongue. I take pleasure in it.” Karaku mocked as he licks your cunt with the flat of his tattooed tongue.

“Shit, Karaku. Her throat tightened up when you did that.” Urogi’s cock twitches on your tongue as his talons tangle in your hair, pulling you even further down on his girth. “Fuck, gonna cum down this nasty throat. That what you want? My cum painting that greedy mouth of yours?” His smile was beyond feral as the talon around your neck tightens to the point where you couldn’t breathe.

Sekido growled as you ignored him in favor of his counterparts. His tongue circled the flesh of your asshole before pushing past that tight ring and wiggling inside. “Don’t fucking forget about me, nasty bitch.” He used his blood demon art to send streaks of lightning through your body, making you convulse and shake – the feeling making your body release your juices on Karaku’s tongue.

“Did I fucking say you could cum, dirty slut?” Sekido removed his tongue, fangs biting deeply into the roundness of your cheeks, nails digging into your flesh. He relishes in the fact that you had to pull away from Urogi to scream out from the painful pleasure of his abuse of your ass. Your blood trickled down his throat and he moaned a little at the taste of it. It was sweet – a potent elixir that coats his tongue. “Fucking delicious.” 

Aizetsu whimpered as he stroked his cock, his hand still covering his blushing face. His balls felt heavy as his length twitched against his palm, precum dribbling down the leaky tip. He was trying his best to remain calm, telling them how to please you. Aizetsu was shy, but even he had a limit on how much he could take – and he was approaching it. “Karaku, fuck her pussy hard, but don’t cum inside. Sekido, stop teasing her and give her your cock too. Spread her ass and spit in it. Urogi, have her suck your balls.”

Urogi eagerly did as Aizetsu told him, fisting his cock as he tilted your chin to stare deeply into your teary eyes. “Fuck, I love that you're being such a fucking crybaby and we haven’t even fucked you yet.” His thumb slipped into your mouth, talon scraping over your tongue. “You heard Aizetsu. Open up.” Urogi grinned as he placed his balls on your tongue and tossed his head back and lets out a mewl when your lips closed over them to suckle. “Such a good fucking whore you are.”

Karaku licked his lips clean of your sweet essence as he slid you down his chest, a trail of your slick coating his skin until his throbbing cock nudged at your hole. He shuddered at the feeling of your warm pussy gliding over his length. “Gonna fuck you so good. You gonna be a good little toy and take my cock all the way, yeah?” He lined the sticky tip up with your dripping hole and pushed inside with a low moan.

Sekido spread your ass cheeks, his eyes narrowing at the sight of your twitching little hole. Gathering a fat glob of saliva on his tongue, he lets it slide down past his lips to drip down into the crack. He used his thumb to smear it around and slowly pushed it inside to lubricate it more. Sekido lined his cock up with your tight hole and slowly pushes past the ring of muscle. “Tight ass bitch. Let me inside.” He growled as he gripped your hips tightly, claws threatening to rip your skin again.

You stiffened at the pain of being stretched so full by two cocks, the burn almost unbearable. Your moans were muffled by Urogi’s balls still suckled between your lips as he stroked his cock above your face. You whimpered as you felt them taking alternating thrusts inside you, touching the deepest part of you. Tears burned at the corners of your eyes as you could feel your body reacting to them, clenching down on them.

Karaku grinned as he felt your walls flutter and hug his dick tightly, sucking him in deeper. His finger squeezed in between your bodies to toy with the sensitive pearl of flesh. He watched as your back arched against him, shoving more of your ass back onto Sekido’s cock Laughing when he felt your nails dig into his chest like that would make him stop. “You’re so cute, slayer, but Aizetsu said to fuck you hard...” Karaku planted his feet on the ground more firmly, his claws digging into your thighs as he grabbed you tightly. “So, that’s what I’m gonna do.”

Sekido grunted as he snapped his hips roughly, bullying his fat cock deeper into your tight ass. A growl left him as your warm heat wrapped around him, hugging him so tightly. “F-fuck...” He whined softly, his face scrunching up from the pleasure. “Squeezing my dick like this. You must want me to fucking cum in your ass. You’re such a filthy little cumslut.” He grabs your hips so tightly, nails digging into your flesh and causing fresh blood to drip down onto Karaku’s waist.

Urogi’s tongue slipped out of his mouth and curled into the air as he laughed loudly, his cock throbbing at the sight of your tears. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum if you keep looking up at me with that face. Those fucking tears make me so hard. You want that? For me to cum on your face like the needy whore you are?” His voice shudders as his hand speeds up. “Or you’d rather I cum down the fucking throat, plugging up your nose so that you have no choice but to swallow?”

Before you could even answer, Aizetsu made the decision for you. “Make her swallow it, Urogi.”

“You heard him! Open up!” The yellow-eyed clone giggled as he pushed his cock back between your lips, dragging the throbbing hot flesh across your tongue. The tip hit the back of your throat and Urogi howls with pleasure as he grabbed the sides of your head to hold you steady as he fucked into your mouth.

Aizetsu’s face was flushed even as his blue eyes darkened – his control was wearing thin as his cock throbbed with the need for release. His hand wasn’t enough. He wanted to be inside your snug little pussy. He wanted to be the one to fill you so full of cum that it caused a bulge in her belly. Aizetsu bit his lip, fangs piercing the plump flesh and blood dribbled down his chin – which he quickly licked away. Soon. He’d let his counterparts finish first. 

Karaku’s hips meet yours as his cock bullied your insides, his tongue out to show the kanji etched on it as his eyes zero in on the way Urogi’s dick bulged in your pretty throat. “Fuck you’re taking all three of us so well.” His fingers tighten around your thighs – they were sure to leave bruises behind, marking you as his. Karaku grit his fangs as his balls slap against your cunt, cock tingling with the tale-tell signs of his release.

He had half an inkling to ignore Aiztesu’s command and cream this drippy little pussy of yours with his cum, paint your deepest parts in his color. But he was kinder than that. Aizetsu has been telling them just how to pleasure you, all while edging himself. “Go ahead.” He leaned up and nipped at your collarbone, sucking at the skin to leave more of his marks behind. “Cum on my cock. Soak it. Y’know you want to.”

Sekido threw his head back, hair fanning out as sweat dripped down the side of his face. Your tight little ass was giving him so much pleasure. His balls tightened as his dick throbbed and swelled inside. “Fucking bitch. Gonna cum in this filthy ass of yours. You’re just a fucking cumdump for me, got it?”

“Fuck, I’m about to cum.” Urogi grins as his talons pinched into the skin of your cheeks as he thrust in and out of your drooling mouth. “Take it! And don’t waste a drop!” With a few more deep thrusts, his hot milky seed filled your throat at such rapid speed that you had no choice but to swallow or choke.

Karaku moans loudly as his hands leave your thighs to squeeze your breasts as he felt you tighten and clench down on his cock as he found that sweet spot, pressing on his repeatedly until he felt you shaking and trembling. “Give it to me, pretty little plaything. Soak me in your juices. Let me see you make a mess like the good little slut we’re training you to be.”

You tossed your head back as you let out a loud cry. “Oh fuck!” You screamed as you came hard on Karaku’s dick, rings of cream frothing around the base as he continues to fuck you through your high. “I...I can’t. Please stop.”

Sekido grunted as he slid his cock out and pushed it in deep – stretching the tight muscles into his shape. “Shit.” He grit his fangs tightly as his claws cut into your skin once more. “Tch.” The red-eyed clone scoffs at the feeling of your blood coating his fingers. Taking his hand, he grabbed your cheek and forced your lips to part. “Suck your filthy blood off my fingers, bitch.”

The metallic taste that covered his fingertips coats your tongue as Sekido fucks into your tight hole with fast deep thrusts as Karaku’s mouth sucked on your nipples, his fang scrapping over the swell of them as his own thrust began to grow more and more sporadic.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Karaku moaned as he slammed into you once, twice, three more times before he pulled out and fists his slick covered cock. “Shit...” Cum paints your lower stomach and thighs as he finished and breathes heavily as your slick pussy lips grind over his half mast dick because of Sekido’s brutal thrusting.

Sekido grabbed one of your arms and pinned it to the small of your back, forcing you into a deeper arch for him as he fucked your ass with fast, hard snaps of his hips. His cock tingled and swelled inside you as he felt his end nearing. “Slutty ass bitch. You gonna cum from me fucking and filling your ass with my seed? I bet you are.” His teeth grit from the feeling of your tongue swirling around his fingers as you clean the blood off of them. “Fucking...I’m cumming. Cumming...!” He snarled as he came hard, spraying your insides with his hot cum.

You moaned like a cat in heat from the feeling of Sekido filling your tight, puckered hole – it creamed around his cock because it was so much. You collapsed on top of Karaku, chest heaving. “No...” you swallowed. “No, more.”

Karaku runs his claws soothingly over your back, his grin never leaving his face as he heard Aizetsu slowly making his way over to where you were. “But you only took three of us. There are four of us.” He reminded you as the shy blue-eyed clone pulled you up and into his arms.

Aizetsu cupped your cheek as he lifted you up against him and wrapped your legs around his waist. His lips found yours as his tongue seeks out yours. He swallowed your muffled cries and ignored your fists as they pound against his chest. He lined his weeping cock up with your hole, lifting your hips easily.

“Wait a second, Aizetsu. I ain't get a turn to fuck her.” Urogi said as he flew over to the two of you. “Lemme have her ass.”

Hands spread your ass cheeks, cum still dripping out of the tight hole of your ass. “This ass?” Aizetsu whispered as he slid inside your pussy with one fluid movement, your arms automatically wrapped around his neck as you moaned so beautifully for him. “G-go a-fuck-ahead.”

You let out a shocked gasp when the yellow-eyed avian-like demon let out a cackle as his talons wrapped around your shoulders as he lined his cock up with your still twitching hole as Aizetsu slowly thrust up into you. “No, please. I can’t take it anymore.”

Aizetsu turns your face back to his, his tongue – the Kanji “sorrow” etched into the pink muscle – sliding out to lick at the tears that gathered in your eyes. “You can, pretty slayer. Aren’t we making you feel so good? Tell me I’m making you feel good, please?”

Urogi ignored your pleas and pushed the fat tip of his cock past the tight ring of muscles, his knees buckling a bit. “Fuck, you’re so god damn tight. Such a horny thing.” He licked a line up your back, tasting the sweat that covered it. “You love having two cocks in your tight ass and cunt, right?”

Karaku felt left out and walked over to where his counterparts were and grabbed your hand. “C’mon pretty slayer, touch me too.” Wrapping your fingers around his cock, he used the movements from the other two thrusting up onto you to fuck your fist. 

You wrapped your other arm around Urogi’s neck, nails digging into his back as he and Aizetsu pound into you. You could tell the difference between the two by the pace. Aizetsu was slow, methodical and careful – building up an orgasm out of you. While Urogi fucked into you at an animalistic pace, his balls smacking against the curve of your ass. Your mouth dropped open into a series of drawn out curses, nails digging into Urogi’s back as the other squeezed Karaku’s cock.

“Oi, human!” Sekido growled out, not liking that he was the one left out now. “You got one more hole, let me–” He started to take a step towards them, his cock bobbing as he moved when all three of his counterparts glared at him.

“We wanna hear her.” They growled. The sounds of your moans were like the sweetest of sounds to their ears and they wanted to hear it more and more.

Aizetsu angled his hips so that his thrusts were deep, the thick tip fucking against your cervix with each precise thrust. His mouth drops open in a whimper as his eyes teared up from the feeling of your pussy quivering around him. “Please. Need for you to tell me that I’m making you feel good, slayer. I need to hear it.”

Each word of his last sentence was punctuated by a deep thrust and your head fell back against Urogi’s shoulder. “Fuck! You’re making me feel so fucking good.” You gave into the hypnotic spell Aizetsu was lulling you into with his gentle and tender touches.

Urogi laughed as he picked up speed, his balls starting to tighten with the threat of his release. “You’re damn right we are.” His feathers ruffled when your nails dig into the skin between them. “H-hey...” He mewled. “Not the wings.” The avian-like demon lets out a screen when your hand grabs the downy feathers near the base of his wings. A shudder goes down his spine as his dick swelled inside you as it began to paint your walls with his thick cum. “Fucking dammit...” 

Karaku watched as Urogi fell to his knees, his cock popping out of you as he did so. Aizetsu took that time to turn you around, hands wrapping under your thighs so that he could easily lift you up and down on his cock. “Don’t mind if I do.” He shoved the yellow-eyed clone out of the way as his lips attached to your clit.

The scream you let out was like music to them as Sekido begrudgingly walked over to use your hand to stroke his cock to completion. Your other hand wrapped around Aizetsu’s neck as you moaned those sweet sounding cries in his ear, encouraging him that he was still making you feel good. His lips nuzzled your ear as his voice rumbled, “Cum for me. Let me feel you soak my cock. That way I really know I’m making you feel good.”

“Yeah, our pretty plaything. Cum for Aizetsu and let me taste it. You can squirt, right?” His tongue swirled on your clit, teasing it with the tip as the blue-eyed clone thrust into you so deeply that your body jerked, hand tightening around Sekido’s cock.

“Fucking shit, bitch.” Sekido cursed, the tip drooling with pre as he felt his balls draw up, the telltale sign that he was about to cum. He fucked your fist faster, the slick sounds of it echoing in his ear. Sekido lets out another grunt before he spilt his seed, coating the top of your fist with it. “Making me cum like that...you’re such a whore...” he panted.

Aizetsu bounced you on his cock, determined to make you cum – to make you squirt so hard you passed out from the pleasure. His fangs grazed over the shell of your ear before he stuck his tongue in your ear as he felt you tighten up on his length. “Just let go and be our plaything.” He whispered.

Your back arched like a cat as you felt your thighs tremble, clit throbbing on Karaku's greedy tongue. Your chest heaved as your body convulsed, cumming hard, squirting – the hot clear liquid drenching Karaku’s face and dripping down Aizetsu’s thighs.

“Good fucking girl.” The green-eyed clone praised after he swallowed what he was able to catch on his tongue.

Aizetsu let out a whine as he trailed his tongue down the length of your neck before biting down gently on your pulse point. His thrust sped up until he was pounding into your soaked pussy. “Oh fuck. Oh shit...” He whimpered, tongue lapping at your pulse as he felt his cock twitching. He wasn’t to last much longer. “Gonna cum. Gonna cream this pussy. Say that’s what you want. Please tell me you want my cum.”

In your hazy fucked out mind, anything he said sounded heavenly. You mewled out weakly, “Want your cum. Give it to me.”

No sooner than those words left your throat, Aizetsu gave you a few more deep, cervix kissing thrusts before his hot cum spilled over inside your needy cunt. “Take it. Take it all.” He whined out as he fucked it deeper into you. “You’re our plaything now.”

Even you had to agree, You’ve become the plaything of the Upper Moon 4, Hantengu – no, the four clones, Sekido, Urogi, Karaku, and Aizetsu.

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[ryukenzz]

You are so right about all three!

[ Look..... I know a few of them did some shit (cough Yhwach cough), but I wouldn't mind being shared by all three pairs. I would sit and take everything they got with in a heartbeat. My legs are open and free 🫠 ]

[ryukenzz]

Beloved, can you add me to your tag list possibly? <3

[Yeah, I can! Which fandoms would you like to be tagged in? (I'll make a list about that later on when i can).]

[ryukenzz]

Bbg 👀

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[ryukenzz]

I’m literally crying at your comment 😭. I was having to much fun on the dash!

[ LOLLL i had to add one in cuz I cracked up when I logged in 😭😭. Imagining Toji like that is too damn funny. Ya'll definitely made have a good laugh bdbdbdbd ]

[ryukenzz]

May I be tagged in the priest aizen when it’s done plz

[ Yeah, of course! ]

[ryukenzz]

[Okay. Ooo weeee🤧. The smut, the details, the passion. Everything was 1000/10. You could just feel the love between Nanami and Y/N. I never thought about him having a spit kink, but holy hell, that was just chef's kiss. And "her pussy was his home." My favorite line. The stretch marks and saggy tits appreciation touched my heart 🥹🥲.]

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(✧) ─ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 quick lovemaking after a long day at work...

(✧) ─ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔! black woman who uses she/her pronouns. established relationship (husband!wife), chubby!reader, non sorcerer modern au. usage of profanity, masturbation, spooning position, mating press (towards the end) praise kink, spit kink, breeding kink, squirting, creampie, terms of endearment — sweetheart, angel, dear, baby, my love, etc. a quickie, but very soft and sensual. kento is just a very h*rny man who craves his wife's touch. this has slight plot but it’s pretty fast paced! 2.6k word count.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(✧) ─ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔

hey y'all. this will be my last fanfic of the year, and of course it's my husband kento. i was inspired by this five second clip. don't even know who that is, but i was like whew. ART CREDIT — ilameys via twitter. be prepared for this to be a husband!wife series. who knows? hehe. don't have much to say, but i hope y'all enjoy. HAPPY NEW YEAR. 🥂 interactions would be greatly appreciated. ♡ eighteen plus only. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. available to read on ao3

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𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑨 𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑨𝒀 𝑨𝑻 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑲 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑪𝑨𝑼𝑺𝑬𝑫 𝑵𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑰 𝑻𝑶 𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵 𝑯𝑶𝑴𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑬—again. It was probably the fourth time this week doing so. Being a salaryman wasn't easy. Long shifts. Lack of sleep. Barely having the time to tend to his personal life. This was a lifestyle that Nanami was used to and ultimately okay with. However, that all changed when he met his beautiful wife, Y/N. She was his joy. Everything he did was for the sake of their future together, but along the way, he couldn't help but feel as if he was neglecting her. 

Although work can be crazy at times, this week was busier than usual, causing his time with Y/N to be limited. He missed her dearly. The most time he had with her this week was fifteen minutes in the morning while eating breakfast or when she would bring his lunch to him at work. Whatever time spent, he was sure to cherish. But the personal joys they did together, such as reading books, going to museums, or a stroll in the city, is what he really wanted. 

Nanami looked forward to the weekend because he knew he would use off time to make up for lost time with Y/N. 

He returned home, and to his surprise, a plate of food was on the table, wrapped up and awaiting his arrival. He cursed himself for allowing this to happen again. Eating meals were his staple with Y/N, especially dinner since it would just be them talking about how their day went. 

After heating up the food to eat, which tasted just as good as if it was freshly made, he went to shower in the guest bathroom downstairs so he wouldn't wake up Y/N. As he was showering, his thoughts got the best of him. 

What if she leaves me? I wouldn't be surprised if she finds someone else to give her the attention she deserves. 

Why was Nanami thinking this way? He didn't know. But his thoughts soon became lewd. Fuck, he desperately needed Y/N. It's been almost a week since they had sex. Her pussy was his home, and he yearned for her comfort. 

He missed the taste of her arousal lingering on his tongue. How she wrapped around him, moaning his name. He was deprived of Y/N's touch and only wished it was her who was currently stroking his cock for him. She did a much more suitable job. The two-hand twist combo she does—yeah, he needed that. Nanami knew he wouldn't be able to control himself the next time he had an opportunity fucking his wife. 

His strokes increased with the thought of Y/N in mind. Her beautiful full, saggy tits that he enjoyed putting his dick in between. He took his time to cherish her thick body with kisses, outlining every stretch mark with his tongue. Her ass, decorated with cellulite and waves resembling the ocean, would form when she took him from the back. His favorite place to hold was her love handles. She was slightly insecure about them, but Nanami vowed to handle them with extra love. 

She was simply perfect. 

Seeing her kneel before him to suck him off, pretty plush lips parting around his cock. Gosh, why were these thoughts flooding his mind? Maybe that was why he was moaning Y/N's name low enough so only he could hear. He needed to fuck her. His dick was aching for her pussy. It only took Nanami thinking about how ethereal she looked while cumming before a spray of his bitters hit the shower wall. His grunts were low yet harsh, nearly gasping for air. Such a satyromaniac he was. 

Once Nanami was done with his shower and masturbation session, he went upstairs to join Y/N in bed. Before doing so, he stood in the doorframe to watch her peacefully sleep. She was so damn beautiful. Living in a high-rise condo had its perks, and witnessing how the moonlight descended upon her dark brown skin was one of them. Even nature was captivated by Y/N's beauty. Sometimes Nanami even questions how he was so blessed to marry a woman like her? 

He watched Y/N a bit longer before walking to the dresser to grab briefs to wear. Nanami's preparation for bed included moisturizing his skin and spraying Y/N's favorite cologne that she gifted him—Bleu de Chanel. After doing his quick routine, he quietly slipped into bed to give Y/N a kiss on the cheek and have his arms find her waist to take comfort. Spooning her was a feeling Nanami would never grow weary of. 

As he slowly intertwined his fingers with Y/N, he felt her bringing his hands to her lips to place delicate kisses. 

"Hi, Ken. You're home," Y/N said softly in her sleepy voice. Even so, she sounds sweet. 

"Hi, my love. I'm sorry for waking you."

"No, it's okay, baby. I was waiting for you anyways—" She yawns, "but I kind of dozed off."

He sat up a bit to look at her while talking. "It's only my own fault for returning home late. However, I told you not to wait for me, sweetheart. I don't want you to lose sleep because of me."

"It's okay, Kento—I want to." Y/N rested her hand on his cheek to gently brush her thumb on his bottom lip. Even through heavy eyes, she looked at him with such tenderness. Nanami held Y/N's wrist to lean into her touch. This is what he looked forward to when coming home. 

She continued, 

"How was your day?"

"It wasn't too bad. I have no complaints about how I'm ending it," he replied with a small smile. 

"Did you eat the food I left on the table?"

"I did. It was delicious. Thank you, dear."

"Anything for you." While massaging his bottom lip, she puckered her own to ask for a kiss, which Nanami happily gave. 

The first few smooches started innocently, becoming familiar with the sweetness of her raspberry-flavored gloss that she always wore to bed. But Nanami's urges tempted him to do more. He left gentle kisses on Y/N's face before trailing down her neck. The kisses were filled with libido, nipping on her flesh to pull those faint whimpers from her chest. The sound alone had adrenaline rushing to his cock. 

Nanami reached under the covers to ascend his hand up her nightgown to massage the plushness of her ass, slowly creeping his fingers between her folds. She pulled off the covers so he could have better access to feel her pussy, opening her legs up. 

Y/N's wetness caused Nanami to curse against her skin, yet he felt selfish for waking her up for his sexual desires. So he began to pull away. 

"I'm sorry, my love. You're tired. We shouldn't be doing this."

She pulled him back to her lips. "No, Ken, please. I need you, baby. Just a quick one from the side, okay?" 

How could he say no to that? 

He kissed her passionately, immediately forcing his tongue to the back of her throat. In between smooches, Nanami told Y/N how much he loved and missed her, pulling down his briefs to give himself a few strokes. He lifted her leg up to swipe his dick along her heated wetness. She moaned into his mouth, which he devoured while aligning himself with her entrance to push his way through. 

Y/N nipped on his bottom lip to let out a lingering whine upon feeling her pussy split open. A week feels like forever since they were engulfed in each other's warmth. However, for Nanami? He just knew he would bust quickly.

Being inside Y/N felt like sitting on a cloud. No worries. Just peace. Her juices produced heat that could keep his cock warm on a cold day in the city. Nanami continued to slide in her walls until his tip met with that sweet spot that made her a mewling mess. Upon the meeting, he began thrusting. 

He hooked Y/N's leg over his forearm as he pounded her pussy. The tips of his ears burned red due to hearing those soft sounds of pleasure airing past her lips. The gushing of her pussy acted as a harmony that resonated with the moans she was already producing. She croaked, no begged Nanami to fuck her harder because she was just as deprived of him. 

Nanami had no complaints about working his thigh muscles. Hearing Y/N desire him always motivated him to deliver her climax sooner. There was something about fucking her wet fat pussy that made him hornier than usual. Perhaps thrusting past Y/N's puffy folds decorated with strands of hair had something to do with it? He couldn't explain it, but the hair on her pussy added an extra pleasure that he loved. 

He gave her a sensual smooch, then ghosted his lips over hers to watch her eyes light up in great delight. 

"Ken—this feels so good," Y/N purred. 

"No, you feel so good. I miss you so much. You've been such a good girl keeping this pussy nice and warm for me. You're squeezing me perfectly."

"I love you."

His dick twitched. "Fuck, I love you, too, sweetheart. My perfect angel."

His drive now resembled a wild animal. He didn't know where to place his hands. One minute they were rubbing her tits, the next it was toying with her clit. Nanami was fucking Y/N as if there was no tomorrow, balls slapping against her ass. The sounds of her pussy gushing began to heighten in volume. Anyone listening would think it was a steamy porno video, but it was just two lovers making sweet love to each other. 

If Y/N was tired before, she was definitely awake now. Despite that, she knew this quick fuck would put her to sleep. She loved his dick. So long and girthy, every inch filling her insides to feel the veins engrave her walls. Y/N wasn't the one to boost a man's ego by saying her pussy was theirs, but she would scream at the top of her lungs to let the world know it was Nanami's. 

Being a good husband and good dick will definitely have you this way. 

Y/N pulled her tits out of the nightgown she was wearing. Without asking, of course, Nanami swallowed her breast to suck while fucking her. With every thrust he took, her nerves increased. It would only take a few more until she came over his cock. Her moans were breathy yet clear. Lips held agape while droplets of drool coated the side of her mouth. Her pussy clenched and unclenched Nanami, stuck between not wanting to let go and almost ready to let go. 

After sucking on her tits, Nanami detached from them with a pop to look at Y/N. How could someone look this beautiful while being stuffed with cock? He was close to cumming from just watching her, but feeling her? Pussy painting his dick white? The juices leaking between her thighs and remnants on his balls, their sheets? His eyes rolled back at the sensation. If Nanami didn't know any better, his toes were also curling. 

"I'm sorry for being away from this for so long, sweetheart. Fuck, I can't stress enough how amazing you feel. How are you this wet?"

"It's okay, baby," Y/N whimpered. Why does she sound like that? It's like her voice was filled with honey. 

He nodded, giving her soft smooches. "Yeah, it's okay? Hm?"

"Y-Yes, Ken. I-I'm so close. 'M want more."

He slammed into her pussy at full force while rubbing mercilessly at her needy bud. He began moaning her name and calling her a good girl for taking him so well. Their brown irises were blown with pure lust as they held contact with each other. Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck to pull him closer. She stuck out her tongue, and Nanami never expected he had a spitting kink until he met Y/N. He allowed a long string of spit to drip into her mouth before meeting her lips again. 

The kiss was sloppy, loud, and obnoxious. The power in his thrusts was beyond him. Y/N's pussy just felt too good not to fuck like this. Pussy like this was bound to make him a satyromaniac. Pussy like this makes him want to breed her. 

"This pussy is so good, angel. I want to fuck my cum deep inside you and make you a mommy. Would you like that?" Nanami rasped.

"Oh God, yes. Yes, Kento. Please cum in my pussy. Make me a mommy." Y/N's hand trailed down his spine, stopping at his lower back to pat repeatedly. She was there. She was—"Baby, keep fucking me like this. I'm cumming."

"Fuck, Y/N."

He quickly pulled out to turn Y/N on her back to pin both her thighs back as far as they could. Before Nanami slid back in, he slapped his cock on her clit to hear that pretty sure of her pussy gushing. The feeling of returning inside her was even warmer than before. Nanami pounded into her at a steady pace but ensured every thrust was passionate. Hearing Y/N scream out his name only gave him more motivation. 

She gripped the sheets beneath her doing her best to take this deep fucking from Nanami. To have the energy to fuck like this after a long day at work was mind-blowing to Y/N. But not as blown as her pussy. She whimpered through every last thrust until her vision blurred and tears pricked the corner of her eyes. She stared at Nanami. He always fucks her well. However, this? This was more than usual. What's gotten into him? Why was he fucking her like this? 

"Ken…" came out as a faint whisper. 

She orgasmed. 

While looking into his crisp brown eyes, she saw stars. Her walls were contracting uncontrollably around him. Seven minutes of being fucked into oblivion of ecstasy. Words couldn't even come through due to them tangling in her throat. Just breathy moans that were hitched. She repeatedly mouthed, "Thank you, I love you," because that's how she truly felt. Fucked and in love. 

And it didn't take a while for Nanami to follow behind. 

As he continued to fuck Y/N through her orgasm, squirt splashed between them and leaked down their sheets. Heat rushed to the center of his face. An overflow of his cum shot through the tip of his cock to flood her pussy. Harsh curse words sinfully slipped through Nanami's lips as soon as his release came, but his powerful thrusts didn't stop. He wanted to ensure he milked every last bit of his seeds in Y/N as deep as possible. Nanami was very serious about making her a mother.

The coiled moans finally unravel in Y/N's throat upon feeling his heated cum ooze in her pussy. She continued by expressing gratitude for the long-needed orgasm she yearned for. 

Nanami eventually halted his thrusts to allow his cock to get cozy in her pussy. He unpinned her thighs to let them wrap around his waist, and she did the same with her arms to pull him into a passionate kiss. While swirling tongues, Nanami slowly pulled out, to which they shared a final moan. 

Y/N felt complete with the amount of cum marinating in her pussy. And when remnants attempted to leak out, Nanami would swirl his finger inside of her to push them back in. She knew this would definitely be enough to get her pregnant.

After a few more kisses, Nanami rolled on his back to let out a heavy breath. He pulled Y/N onto his chest to kiss her forehead softly.

"Was I too rough with you toward the end?" 

"Hm, kinda. But honestly—I loved it. I wouldn't mind if you fucked me like that from time to time," Y/N answered. 

He chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind."

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[ Why couldn't this happen for him post Shibuya 😭? But, seriously. This was beautiful. Very, very heartwarming. The reassurance from the reader, the love from everyone towards each other, made my heart melt. And the smut was chef's kiss. It was steamy, but not too much. It was very soft, and the praise made it 10 times better. I will definitely reread this! 10/10 👏🏾👏🏾! ]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀recovery, nanami kento

the shibuya incident shook the sorcery world (and japan) drastically and nanami kento is slowly transitioning back into the world. the dreadful feeling of not being able to help the youth he worked to protect sits heavy in his mind as his scarred hands tremble to do simple tasks. but nothing causes his stomach to twists in the most horrendous knots until he have to face his five year old daughter and the world again with his new battle scars. but as a good wife

♔ ˖ ✧ — general warnings: female reader, her/she pronouns, female anatomy described, black reader written in mind, physical descriptors, canon verse but also a what if nanami survive au, jjk spoilers, established relationship (reader and nanami are married), mentions of ptsd, mentions of scars and burn scars, cane usage, mentions of therapy, reader and nanami have a daughter named yu, same reader & nanami from family affairs series, first half is told in 2nd/reader pov & other half in nanami’s pov // smut warnings: cowgirl/riding position, breasts play, pet name usage (baby), finger sucking, praise kink, // word count: 4.4k, minors dni.

OCTOBER 31ST WAS A DAY THAT CHANGED YOUR LIFE DRASTICALLY. You remembered dropping your five-year-old daughter Yu off with a friend after an emergency call for many sorcerers to the Shibuya district. You remembered kissing both sides of your daughter’s cheeks because whenever her father wasn’t with you to drop her off, he always told you to make sure you gave her as many kisses as he would give her until she was a giggling mess begging for you to stop. You recalled how your fingertips were imprinted with the fragrance of blood despite you wearing latex gloves the whole time—with the number of deaths you marked down, perhaps that scent just was in your mind. You remembered having a drag of your first cigarette (complementary of Shoko) after the long day of horror—you hated it. You thought it would ease your growing anxiety when you didn’t know where your husband was at. You recalled how you noticed Shoko’s whole demeanor changed as her quick strides towards you seemingly were used to push you further away from seeing the horror that was soon displayed in your view.

You remembered how disoriented you felt. You couldn’t keep much food down and practically slept at the hospital. You just didn’t feel like yourself—but who would when they knew that the events at Shibuya had nearly killed their loved one? It broke your heart lying to your own daughter. Your tongue stinging, even uttering out the words that mommy and daddy had to take a work trip and will return as soon as possible. Your daughter thought you were away at work, but here you were, staring at the monitor in Nanami’s room beep. You didn’t want to lose him; you didn’t know what to do without him. You didn’t know what Yu would be without him, she was such a Daddy’s girl, and it would crush your soul for her first love to be taken away from her. 

Nanami was strong. He pushed through. He wouldn’t be the same, but he pushed through. It was quite a journey of physical therapy, support groups, and even him deciding to stay at a hotel for a while, fearing how his daughter would react to seeing him like that. It took him two weeks and your constant encouragement until he finally decided to return home. Even when he decided to let his daughter see him eventually, you still basked in silence in the car, waiting until he was comfortable. Although your daughter wasn’t home yet, Nanami hadn’t stepped foot into your shared home in what seemed like a year—when it only had been a couple of months. The words of what he would say to his daughter swirl around his mind like a carnival carousel curling around. He had to do this. He couldn’t avoid being in his daughter’s life because of the triggering aftermath of Shibuya.

He refused to give Mahito that much power over him.

“I’m just afraid of how she’ll react.” Nanami lets out a sigh as he packs up his clothes. His scarred hands trembled as he folded his clothes to put them in his suitcase neatly. Nowadays, it takes him longer than usual to do simple tasks like buttoning his shirt, and he now attempts to fold his clothes.

“Our daughter is extraordinary; she’ll understand what we do when we explain it to her fully.” You grabbed Nanami’s trembling hands to get his full attention. “We told ourselves that we want her to enjoy her youth. We’ll protect her just so she can do that, but she‘s growing and becoming more curious—we can’t shelter her from a life that she could soon be interested in pursuing.” 

You watched as Nanami’s lips formed a straight line. He couldn’t argue against your words because they were true. His daughter was five. It was no point to stir her away from the lifestyle her parents (and a good portion of people she interacted with) were so familiar with, especially when she could possibly already see the ghoulish creatures that haunted his nightmares when he closed his eyes. 

“You’re still her father, Ken,” You mumbled as your eyes glanced up at him. “No matter how you look right now, she will still know it’s you because of this.” Your index finger pokes his chest where his heart is. 

During some moments within the day, you watched Nanami do simple tasks around the house as the two of you were waiting for you to have to pick up Yu from your friend’s house. Deciding to do what you guys usually do on a bright Sunday morning: clean the house. Your eyes couldn’t help but shine in worry seeing his right-hand shudder while he tried to do something like help you cut up vegetables for dinner. You knew this took a toll on him because cooking dinner together was your thing. A form of love language created when you first started dating blossomed into a tradition—it was just something you two did together. Even after long days of work and raising a very bright personality five-year-old—you two always met in the kitchen, whipping up dinner together and sharing subtle kisses here and there. 

Your lips parted to ask if he needed help, but it was as if he read your mind—Nanami shook his head as he continued to cut the vegetables. This time he had a better grip on the knife and was doing it perfectly. If you looked closer, you could even see a twinkle in his eye at him being able to do such a task. Your lips curve into a small smile before you return to doing what you were doing. The two of you moved in sync in the kitchen as if you were competitors in a cooking show—managing to finish dinner and set the table just in time for you to have to pick up Yu. You kissed Nanami’s cheek, mumbling about how you’ll be back as soon as possible. Your friend only lived about fifteen minutes away and didn’t mind dropping Yu off, but you felt it was best for you to talk to her first. 

You hated to admit that you were afraid of how Yu would react at the sight of her father—especially considering that you never went into detail about what you two do. She knows you’re a doctor and heal people, but that was it. She had no clue about curses, cursed energy—any of that. Was it wrong to shield her from that, considering that her parents would die? Maybe. But you and Nanami wanted to do everything to protect her youth and her ability to be young. When you picked Yu up, you couldn’t help but smile, seeing her bright smile as she skipped out of your friend’s house with her belongings in one hand and taiyaki. She hugged your leg as you opened the car door, rambling about her adventures with your friend. You helped her in her booster seat and strapped her in before climbing back into the car and returning home. Your mind is running with thoughts of telling your daughter that her father was back from the work trip, but he got hurt. He didn’t look like the last time she saw him. 

“Yu, we have to talk.” You said while stopping at the red light. You look in the rearview mirror, watching her snack on the sweet treat. Mentally, you’re cursing your friend for giving her sweets so close to dinnertime—but maybe that would help her process the burdening news. 

She glances at you with a smile. A toothless one because Nanami lost one of her front teeth after biting an apple while she was going. Another moment Nanami has missed. You broke eye contact with her to continue to drive, and you could even see the familiar driveway of your home. 

“Is daddy finally coming back?” Yu asked. You could hear her kicking her feet, and you simply sighed. 

You were turning into the driveway and parking the car. You unbuckled your seat so you could turn to look at her. Her curious expression looked rather adorable with the taiyaki crumbs on them. You knew you couldn’t lie to her. Ignoring her question, you exited the car and helped her out. You figured it would be better to be closer to her when you dropped the colossal bomb that could alter how she sees her father. Closing the car door and kneeling to her height, “Sweetie, I need to tell you something about your father.” 

Yu’s head tilted in confusion, and her eyes shone with curiosity and fear. Your hands would give her a comforting squeeze, tugging the coils out her face that fell out of the red headband Yuji brought her on one of his free days from being a sorcerer student.

“Daddy got hurt badly at work.” You tried to explain, but your voice seemed to crack in the back of your throat as you tried not to cry. This hurt.

“Your dad was hurt really bad, and I just wanted to let you know that you must take it easy on him. He’s still your dad, who will protect you no matter what.” You rubbed your thumb against her cheek brushing away any crumbs off her face.

Yu only give you a nod. The five-year-old had to comprehend that something happened so quickly that she didn’t even know if she should be asking more questions. She was one curious kid that always had a question about something. You opened the front door holding onto Yu’s hand, and the house seemed too quiet other than the sounds from the dining room. You glance down at Yu and lead her to the kitchen; you can’t help but chuckle at the sight. 

Nanami set the table slowly; he didn’t even notice that two of his favorite girls had returned. You felt Yu grip your hand harder at the sight as you cleared your throat to get his attention just in time as he set the last place at the table. When he looked up and saw the two of you, you gave him a reassuring smile. It was okay. It was a huge step, but it was okay. The skin on the right side of his body was bare and burnt and could be considered quite distracting to people who walked by him when he went to physical therapy. His mangled scars traveled up from the side of his face and down to his foot. His right eye was covered with a black eye patch as he stared at his wife and Yu. 

Yu’s mouth gasped open as she clutched to your pants leg. You didn’t want to nudge her forward; you were aching to know what was running through your daughter’s mind. Yu’s eyes seemed to be eyeing Nanami, who was standing before them. Nanami feared what his daughter would do and how she would react. He was afraid that his daughter wouldn’t recognize him due to the permanent scars he now had on his body. His palms grew sweaty at the silence in the kitchen. He still remembered the conversation you two had before all of this. He couldn’t shutter away in fear in a situation like this, and it was something Mahito would want. 

Yu finally detached herself from your pants, dropping the snack she once was eating and running to hug her father’s leg. The sight shocked you as you watched Nanami lift her in his arms and pull her close. Yu’s small arms wrapped around Nanami’s neck as she started to cry. Your eyes began to burn with your tears, quickly going to swipe them away before you became an emotional wreck. You were happy to see her show that emotion to you and Nanami. 

Yu lifts from the crook of Nanami’s neck to say through sniffles, “Daddy, I can’t believe you’re a pirate now.” 

You chuckled at her statement before speaking, “How about you two go get cleaned up, and I’ll put the food on the table.” 

Nanami put Yu down, and he extended his hand for her to take so she could lead him to the bathroom so they could get ready for dinner. A warm feeling overwhelmed your heart watching Yu drag him away, but she did it so gently, considering that Nanami still used a cane to help him walk better to his destination. You let them get cleaned up while you cleaned up the snack your daughter dropped and finished setting the table. 

Dinner felt like a nostalgic feeling—a nice nostalgic feeling that made you smile so hard. Yu was telling you about all the adventures she went on while you were away, from going to the countryside with Nanami’s parents to going to a pig cafe with your friend. She had so many stories to tell that she must have been holding in to tell the two of you.

“And I lost my tooth.” She grins at the two of you as she lets her tongue glides across the place where one of her teeth once was. 

“I’m sure the tooth fairy came and visited you,” Nanami adds.

“Yeah,” Yu placed her fork down to dig into her pockets, and she pulled out her yen bills. “Then I also made a new friend at school.” 

“You’re one social butterfly,” You said aloud, sipping your water.

“He’s so nice but has an ugly imaginary friend.” Yu shoved her mouth with vegetables leaving both Nanami, and yourself stunned at her words.

“Sweetheart, it’s not very nice to call someone ugly. Even if it’s an imaginary friend.” Nanami glances at his daughter, who lets out a familiar dramatic sigh he has heard from you. 

The blonde-haired male tends to forget that his daughter had a carbon copy of your personality. He watches as she pushes her vegetables around her plate before speaking again, “It’s just his imaginary friend who makes weird noises, and it looks like they make my friend unhappy.” Yu explained 

Nanami’s head tilts in curiosity, hearing his daughter describe something he was acquainted with. His hold on the fork tightened as he realized what his child was describing, and his stomach formed the most monstrous knots. He took a sip of water as he watched you grab hold of his hand and give it a nice squeeze. 

“How long have you been seeing this imaginary friend?” You asked.

“Hm, since Monday,” Yu admitted. 

“How about we invite your friend over? Hm?” Nanami asked. 

“Really?” Yu questioned excitedly. 

You made eye contact with Nanami. You didn’t want him to push himself so much that he was uncomfortable. “Are you sure about that?” You questioned as you collected Yu’s plate in front of her.

“It’s okay.” Nanami gives you a grin. “We’ll just have to ask the little guy's parents, that’s all.” 

Dinner continued with laughs and stories. Yu was so excited just to see her two parents together again. She couldn’t stop discussing everything she wanted to show you and Nanami. Even as you wrapped up dinner and told her to get ready for bed—she begged Nanami to help her. Due to Nanami being the girl dad he was, he couldn’t resist that charming smile and the puppy dog eyes Yu gave him when she wanted her way. 

“I’ll meet you in our room when I’m done. Make sure she brushes her teeth.” You smile as Nanami pecks your lips and watches him disappear towards the stairs with your energetic daughter. 

NANAMI’S FINGERS GRASPED AT THE FLUFFY PINK TEDDY BEAR  AFTER HE HAD TUCKED YU IN. Nanami Kento hasn't done this in months. He hadn't tucked his daughter in and placed a soft kiss upon her forehead in months, and the feeling felt so foreign to him even though he had held her so close when she was only a tiny baby. Or the fact that he witnessed her take first steps towards not him or his lovely wife Y/N, but freakin’ Gojo. Then Nanami couldn’t forget holding her hand as he walked into her first dance class. 

Yu looked at him as if he was the whole world—as if he was her protector and knight in the fairytale world that she dreamt about. Now, the guilt and the harsh stab in his heart hit him that he possibly wasn’t strong enough to protect her however he wanted. How can he protect something he promised to protect when she was just a baby now that his scarred hands shook doing simple tasks like tying his shoes, and when he closed his eyes, his nightmares were filled with him. 

“Daddy?” Yu broke the blonde-haired male out of his thoughts as she looked at him. “Where’d you go? Mommy said you went away for work.” 

He sits on her bed, and his weight causes the mattress to sink. He felt that question was coming; she just didn’t feel comfortable asking just yet. “Yes, I did. I just got hurt while doing so,” His lips form a reassuring grin that he hopes she will return.

Instead, her chocolate brown hues only lit up in curiosity. It was a look he had seen in Y/N’s eyes many times when he stepped into the medical room at the Kyoto school. Yu snuggles closer to the teddy bear in her arms before asking, “Does it hurt? Mommy can make you feel better with her mommy powers, or Auntie Shoko can help you..” She then flashes Nanami a smile, and it just hits Nanami that his little girl was missing one of her front teeth. 

She extended her hand, and Nanami’s scarred one held on to it. He watched her small thumb rub against his hand with a small smile. “I missed you, Daddy.” Her eyes start to water, and the waterworks begin. 

He cradles her in his arms so tightly, similar to when she was only a tiny baby in his arms years ago. Nanami didn’t want to let go. He held onto his daughter until she fell asleep with dried tears staining her cheeks. When he tucked her in tightly with her favorite stuffed teddy bear next to her, he placed a kiss on her forehead. 

“I will protect you forever, no matter what, princess.” 

After those words, he knew she probably wouldn’t remember, he turned off her room light. The only thing that illuminated Yu's room was a nightlight plugged up near her bed while Nanami closed the door just a bit for it to be cracked. 

Nanami settled in bed after showering. With one of his favorite books in his hand, he didn’t even notice that Y/N had skipped into the room after checking on Yu one last time before bed. The oversized Star Trek shirt that once was owned by Nanami hugged your figure, and with each step, you took to climb into bed—Nanami could get a glance at the cup of your butt. 

Y/N climbed into bed, and Nanami expected her to snuggle up close to him like she usually does when he reads before bed. She’ll always tell him how comforting his voice is when he reads aloud to her. Subtle jokes about how he could have been a speech coach or something instead of fighting curses. He wished his life was as simple as that. Instead of being scouted to go to a school to fight curses, he would have lived an everyday life. He would meet Y/N in a hospital in another life because now that he’s been married to her for years, he couldn’t fathom another life where she wasn’t a part of it. 

Nanami’s chocolate brown hues scanned over the words of the book he was wearing as he felt the weight of Y/N climbing on top of him. Her tummy was now supporting his book as she glanced down at him, and when his eyes finally looked up from his book—his lips formed a crescent moon-shaped smile at the sight. She hadn’t wrapped her hair yet, so her kinky coils were sprawled all over her head like a golden crown. 

“I missed you, you know? I missed this.” She says as her teeth grind against the plump lower lip. 

Nanami folded the corner of the page; he stopped reading and closed the book. He placed the book on the oak-colored nightstand, and his hands found comfort on Y/N’s waist. “Me too.” He answered truthfully. 

“I can tell, Ken,” Y/N says lowly as her hips rock against Nanami’s bulge, which displays how much he had missed his wife since his months of being away.

His fingers tiptoed up the shirt, but he soon snatched his scarred hand away in embarrassment. The insecure feeling of his rough and tainted fingers caressing something so soft as his face grows red. Y/N’s eyebrows raised in confusion because he didn’t want to touch her. She didn’t take offense to it, considering that she knew this was something Nanami would have to get used to. That half of his body was permanent with scars that she would help him love.Y/N tugged her shirt over her head, tossing it on the floor. Her hand grasped Nanami’s scarred one and she kissed his knuckles before placing his hand on one of her breasts.

“It’s okay. I want your touch. I crave your touch.” Y/N says. She guided Nanami’s hand up and down her soft brown skin before she began to rock her hips again. She knew Nanami was enjoying because, through the curls that fell in her face with each rock of her hips, she saw how his chocolate brown eyes lit up. “And I can tell you’re craving my touch also. You’ve missed me so much, didn’t you?” 

Nanami’s words were so caught up in his throat that he didn’t even know how to respond. His mind couldn’t focus on everything all at once because he wanted to do so much for Y/N. His scarred index and middle finger rolled her nipples in between them, gaining a moan from her, and it hit him hard at how much he missed this. He missed seeing how Y/N’s eyes fluttered close in pure bliss when he touched and kissed her. He’s so eager to get out of his boxers that he didn’t even catch the way she had some shit-eating grin on her face. 

But it was another thing that Nanami adored. He adored seeing that expression on Y/N’s face when he finally slid in. The way she would chew on her lower lip to muffle a moan when he had only slipped his tip inside her. Which only would cause Nanami to finally shove his cock further inside her just to hear her yelp out his name and have that dreamy expression on her face. 

That same expression she had on her face right now that Nanami’s cock was inside of her. A look of affection that the retired sorcerer missed so much. His hand grasped her waist, guiding Y/N’s hips in a pleasurable, rhythmic pace for both of them. Y/N props her hand on Nanami’s chest to help her balance upon riding him. Moans trembled out her mouth with each roll of her hips, and she had only had Nanami on her mind. It was quite strange how he could plague her brain like a catchy summer tune. That was just the type of spell he had on her. 

Nanami tried his best to thrust upward just to hit the spot that had Y/N speaking one of the languages she knew, but it had only taken a toll on his body, and Y/N noticed immediately. 

“I got it, Ken. Just relax.” Y/N’S leaning down, kissing at the corner of his lips (specifically the side that’s decorated with burn marks and soon his lips as she cocked to bounce upon his cock. “I know you want to ensure I’m getting more out of this than you.” She adds. 

“Y/N…” Nanami breathed out. “I just want to make—”

His words were cut off by her, “Make sure I orgasm; when do you not make me orgasm?” She glances down at him.

“Can I take care of you for once? Hm?” She asked that question with a roll of her hips for each word and syllable that left that pretty mouth of hers. 

And Nanami’s brain turned into mush, his face got so hot, and his balls grew heavier. The only answer he could give to Y/N was, “Fuck.”

“Good answer.” She cockily responds before her hand reaches at the headboard to help her ride him some more. 

The mess built between their naked bodies was driving Nanami insane but in a good way. After months of being touch-deprived due to surgeries and physical therapy, he needed this. He relaxed under Y/N; he let her take control until he could feel himself about to cum. 

“I’m about to—Shit,” Nanami uttered. Before he could say anything else, Y/N could feel the thick ropes of cum shooting inside of her. She’s leaning down, capturing his lips upon his and slowly grinding against him to ensure his cum stays inside of her. 

When the kiss broke apart, Nanami looked up at his wife as if he had hearts in his eyes. “I fuckin’ love you.” 

“I love you too,” Y/N giggles through her subtle pants. 

With the Star Trek shirt back on Y/N’s body, which was now stained with the scent of Nanami and sweat, she glances over at her husband, who is sincerely thinking about something. She hoped he still wasn’t thinking about the scars on his body. “What’s on your mind?” She glances up at him through her eyelashes.

“Yu can see curses now.” Nanami looked at his wife. “She’s only five.” He adds with a sigh.

Y/N hated to admit that her assumptions of what their daughter told them during dinner were accurate. She felt like Yu was too young to see them and finally realized that her world was much different than her friends in class. But Yu had two amazing parents. Two parents would guide her through this. Due to Nanami being the wonderful husband he was, it was as if he read Y/N’s mind. 

With a sly grin and a quick, playful peck on the tip of Y/N’s nose, he says, “We’ll guide her through it, though.” 

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[ Finally, I found the time to sit down and read this properly. But oo wee oo weeeee! This right here.... this made my face burning hot. I literally couldn't stop giggling lowkey. From the build-up to the smut, I was glued in. The dirty talk from both the reader and Itachi had me 💀. This was 10/10. Very wonderful job 👏🏾👏🏾 ]

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˜”°•.˜”°• Under the Influence •°”˜.•°”˜

Nymph: Blame Chris Brown for this...Also...I blacked out when writing this. It was supposed to be 2k words max and ended up at 5.5 words of smut. Enjoy!

Synopsis: Your best friend and plug, Itachi, always has the best supply and always shares it with you. His reward? Hotboxing in his car with you which always end up with your knees to your chest and him balls deep.

Warnings: Plug!Itachi, hotboxing, black-coded reader, thick reader-coded, shotgunning, dubcon (high sex), fingering, oral (both receiving), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstim, choking, nipple play, impact play (pussy slapping), creampie

Word count: 5.5k

Pairing: Itachi Uchiha x Fem!reader

Tags: @linpunny @sailewhoremoon @shockinglysubmissive @violxtbxbyy, @quaranweeb @bakugosbratx @sleepylilsquidbean @inazuman @tokyometronetwork

You pull your jacket closer around your body to ward off the chill of the nighttime air. Looking down at your phone, you checked the time. Where was he? He said that he would be here in  five minutes, ten minutes ago! Just as you were about to say forget it and go back inside, you saw the familiar black Maserati Levnate turn down your road.

The bass from the music playing from the speakers rustles your bones gently as the car’s engine purrs softly as it comes to a slow stop next to you. The darkly tinted window slid down to reveal your best friend, Itachi Uchiha, his dark shades hiding his eyes as he flashed you a smirk.

“Hey, there, pretty girl, you looking to buy?” He asked as he held up a small dime bag between his fingers. 

You pout as you reach for the handle of the car and open the door. “What took you so long, old man?” You tease as you lean over the console and peck his lips playfully in a greeting. You pull away a smile up at him as you rest back into the seat, the comforting scent of his expensive cologne reaching you. “So, what you got today?” You arch your brow at the small dime bag. “And I hope you got more than that.”

Itachi laughs as he tosses his arm over the back of your seat and puts his car in reverse. “Relax, kitty. You know I keep a lid on me.” He uses one hand to turn the wheel slowly as he backs out of the driveway. You live in an area that was too brightly lit for a smoke session. He drives to a more secluded area of a nearby park and stations his car in the shadows.

He flips open his middle console and pulls out his tray. “Take your pick, princess.” Pulling out three different strains of his best selection and a small stack of rolling sheets, Itachi smiles gently down at you. Watching as you bite your plush bottom lip, looking over the three options, he speaks up. “We can do all three if you want?”

Your eyes lit up when he said that. “Really? ‘Tachi, you’re the best!” You grab the rolling paper and a little bit of the weed and crush it into the roll. You struggled a bit with rolling it properly as usual, making Itachi chuckle softly.

Itachi gently takes the paper from you and rolls it up expertly. “Stick out your tongue f’me.” He whispers, his hand caraessing your jaw until you open your mouth for him. Your tongue slips out from between your lips and Itachi uses it to wet the end of the paper, sealing it with your saliva. “Good girl.”

Your cheeks warm at the deep rumble in his chest when he praises you. You shook your head, the beads at the ends of your braids crackling against one another as you try to clear your foggy mind. You hadn’t even taken a hit yet! Why were you feeling floaty from just him calling you a “good girl.”

“These are rather strong. C’mere.” Itachi grabs his lighter and lit the end of the joint, inhaling the fumes deeply. He lets his seat back and reaches for you to pull you into his lap. His hand wraps around the back of your neck and you instinctively lean forward, your lips parted to take in his long exhale. 

Breathing in slowly so that you wouldn’t choke, you could smell just how potent this strain was. It had to be dro or an even more potent level. You let the smoke fill your lungs, breathing in deep. The toxins slowly cloud your mind as you could feel your high slowly build. Holding the smoke in for a minute, you let it out in a soft exhale. The smoke fills the car, trapping the light sweet scent of the weed inside.

“It smells sweet.” You hummed, sitting your full weight down on his lap as you took the joint from between his lips, taking a few puffs of your own. When you didn't choke on it, Itachi smiles warmly up at you as he brushes his fingers through your braids. “Kinda smells like strawberries.” You mumble, smoke wafting from your open lips.

“It's a new strain I came up with. Had Shisui splice strawberries in with it.” His hand cupped the back of your neck as he pulled you in closer so that the smoke from his exhale entered your mouth. Itachi smirks when the whites of your eyes slowly turn red and you start to get more handsy. “Baby girl...” He whispers, lips brushing genely over yours..

You giggle as the weed fills your senses, making you giddy and floaty as you wiggle around on his lap. The joint had gone down to a nub by the time the rotation came back to you “ ‘Tachi, another one. This is really good shit.” You eagerly stuck your tongue out when he requested it and gave the rolling paper a slow lick, coating it with your saliva. You watch with heavy lidded eyes as he rolls up the second joint.

Itachi could feel his cock starting to harden the more you wiggle around on his lap, unintentionally rubbing your clothed cunt over his length. He draws in a deep breath, the sweet scent of the clouds of smoke refilling his lungs as he tries  to calm down. Placing the joint between your lips, he flicks his lighter so that a flame would light the end of it.

His dark eyes watched as you took a few deep puffs, holding the smoke in your lungs before his hands gently wraps around the back of your neck to pull you in close. Itachi parted his lips, so that when you blew out your smoke, it would enter his mouth and down into his lungs as he inhales. “Such a good girl for me.” Itachi’s voice was a low whisper as his eyes dart down to your glossy lips.

Tongue sliding out to wet his lips, Itachi’s hands grab your hips. The gasp that left your sweet little mouth plays in his head on loop as he barely stops himself from smashing his lips against yours. He watches as your throat bobs as you swallow, your dainty hands coming up to rest on his chest as your thighs straddle his hips.

The smell of weed was intoxicating as you took in deep breaths, thick clouds of smoke clouding your vision. “Itachi...” Your voice was hushed as you stare into his red rimmed eyes. Your hand twitches as you feel the muscles of his chest ripple under your touch. Your eyes dart down to watch as his tongue glides over his bottom lip as his hands tighten over your hips. Leaning down, you give into your impulsive thoughts and kiss his lips.

Itachi purrs when he feels your lips on his as his hands tighten around  on your hips. Parting your lips with his tongue, he slides it inside to flirt with yours. He moves you to roll over his cock, grinding your cunt down on the tent in his pants. Swallowing the soft moans that built up in your chest, Itachi bucks upward, thrusting against your soaking core. “Such a naughty girl, rubbing yourself on my dick like a cat in heat.”

A soft whimper leaves you when he breaks away from the kiss to whisper those words to you. Your hands tighten in his shirt as you look at him with teary, redden eyes. You needed him to sate this ache in your belly. Needed him to fuck you stupid like he always does after sharing his stash with you. “Itachi...please...” You rub your cunt against him, panties catching on your clit but not providing enough friction.

“Poor girl...” he taunts, moving his hand to the small of your back to push you flush against his chest. His other hand came up to tilt your chin up so that you were looking directly into his glowing red eyes. “Tell me what you want.”

A whine builds up in your throat. You didn’t want to use your words. You wanted Itachi to just touch you where you needed him to. To quench the fire burning low in your belly. Your head was swimming from the intoxication of the weed and from the lust building as you curl your fingers into the material of his leather jacket. “I...” You wet your bottom lip with your tongue “I want you to touch me. Please? I need it.”

Itachi tilts his head to the side mockingly as he whispers, “You need it?” The hand that was on your back creeps down to the edge of your top and slips his warm fingers under it to trace over the soft skin. A smirk curls at his lips at the soft whine that bubbles up in your chest from his touch. “How badly do you need me?” He chuckles when you pout and lean down to nip at the pale flesh of his neck.

“‘Tachi~” You whimper softly, running the tip of your tongue down the curve of his neck sensually. Your hips grind over his lap as the material of the short skirt you wore rides up your thighs. “Fuck...” You moan out when his erection catches your clothed clit, giving you a delicious friction, but it wasn’t enough. “I need you s’badly. Need to feel your fingers all over my body. Want to have your cock down my throat, your tongue on my pussy. Want you to be balls fucking deep.” 

Your intoxicated words sent a rush of blood straight to Itachi’s cock as he quickly reaches for the lever under his seat to side the chair back as far as it would go. Pushing you down onto the floor, he unbuckles his belt and pops open the button. He watches with heavy lidded eyes as you lean in to capture his zipper between your teeth and tug it down. Itachi pulls out his throbbing cock, the wet tip tapping against your bottom lips. “Go on, kitty. You said you wanted it down that pretty throat of yours.”

Wetting your bottom lip with your tongue, you stare at Itachi’s dick, admiring it for a moment. It was long, thick, and had a single vein that throbs on the underside of it. Wrapping your hand around the girth, you tested the weight of it in your palm. It didn’t matter how many times you had him in your mouth, tasting him on your tongue, Itachi always was heavy on your tongue.

Slipping the wet pink muscle out between your parted lips, you tap it against the swollen tip, flicking it lightly and tasting the pre-cum that drooled from the leaky slit. Feeling Itachi’s hands against your braids, the beads clack softly as he lets the plaits fall between his fingers, you run the tip of your tongue down the long vein on the underside of his dick.

Itachi’s fingers tighten in your braids as he watches your pink muscle gliding down the length of his cock a shudering grunt leaving his throat. “Stop fuckin’ teasin’ me, Kitten.” He purrs, grabbing the base of his length, pressing down on the top of your head to push the thick tip past your lips. He tosses his head back when your warm, wet mouth envelopes his cock, his hips bucking up into it to gently fuck your throat.

You wrapped your hand around what you couldn’t fit into your mouth as you let Itachi have his way with your throat. Guiding you in the rhythm he likes, you hollowed out your cheeks and gave the mushroom tip a hard suck, swirling your tongue along the shaft. You let out a moan from his flavor hitting your tastebuds. Pulling up for air, you stroke his slick cock as you look up at him and speak. “S’good, ‘Tachi. Want to taste you cumming on my tongue.”

A low groan leaves him as he reaches for the reclining lever of the chair, pushing it back before reaching for you. Pulling you back up into his lap, Itachi immediately turns you around so that your legs were straddling his head. Sliding your panties to the side, his red eyes glowed with lust at the sight of your glistening pussy. “I can say the same of you, kitty. Cum on my tongue for me.”

Itachi leans up and licks a long stripe through your slit, gathering as much of your essence as he could on the flat of his tongue. “Fucking delicious.” He moans against your pussy as he pulls at your hips to make you sit on his face as he ate you like a starving man devouring his last meal. Two of his slim fingers press into our entrance, scissoring them to find the soft spongy spot deep inside you. Itachi bucks his hips, the tip of his cock nudging at your lips as he groans, “C’mon, suck my cock while I eat you, pretty baby.”

Your head was fuzzy, from lust or the intoxicating smoke you weren’t sure but when Itachi’s words reached you, you felt your hole clenching around his fingers as his tongue swipes over your clit. Fuck. You part your lips and sucked his length back down your throat, bobbing your head and moaning from the feeling of getting your pussy eaten out. You took as much as you could without gagging down your throat, whimpering a bit.

Stroking what you couldn’t fit in your mouth, you rock your hips back into his tongue and fingers as he fucks you with them. Muffled cries leave your throat when Itachi speeds up his pace, his palm grinding against your swollen clit as his tongue flicks over it. “Fuck, Itachi!” You scream out, his cock popping out of your mouth as you throw your head back.

Itachi didn’t stop. The need to feel you cumming and drenching his face in your cum sparking a fire in his chest. His licks become more desperate as his lips close over your pulsing clit and sucks harshly. He hums in response to each broken sob you let out as you desperately try to keep sucking his cock despite the overstimulation of your cunt.

There was a tightening in your belly as your clit throbs. Even though you couldn’t keep sucking, you wrap your hand around the thick girth and pumped in as you rolled your hips over his mouth. That hot coil winding tighter and tighter as Itachi's relentless tongue and fingers dig out your orgasm. Gathering a pool of saliva on your tongue, you let it drip down to his sensitive cockhead as you pump your hand faster. “M’g’nna cum, baby.”

The speed of his fingers and tongue increases at your warning as obscene squelching noises mixed with your saccharine moans filled the tiny space of his car and his greedy ears. He wants — needs for you to wet his face and let him drink up everything you had to offer. “Give it to me, Kitty, I need it.” Itachi draws out the letters for his name on your clit as he vibrates his tongue.

Your mouth falls open as you give one last jolt. Your walls clench and flutter, spasming around his thrusting fingers. “Oh my fucking god...” Pleasure washes over you as your essence leaves your body to pool in his awaiting mouth. “Itachi...” you moan softly as your chest heaves, your upper body giving out and your cheek falls to rest on his thigh.

His body gives a violent shudder at the sound of his name falling from your lips as he catches every last drop of your release on his greedy tongue. Itachi laps at your heat, licking and drinking everything you have to offer. Subtle, but feral growls vibrate in his chest as his eyes roll back as the taste of your orgasm settles on his taste bud. “One more, princess. I know you got another one in there for me.”

You whine as you try to un-straddle his head, but he locks his arms around your legs, flipping your positions in the seat. Itachi then pushes his hands against the backs of your thighs, pressing your knees to your chest and melting between your thighs as his mouth latches back onto your slick cunt. Each overstimulated whine you give only eggs him on even more.

Tears begin to burn at your eyes as the pain of overstim settles on your already throbbing clit. You push at Itachi's head trying to wiggle away when he pulls away and slaps your pussy with the flat of his fingers. A surprised yelp leaves you when he does it again and again, each slap with more force on your clit. “Itachi!” You scream out his name when his fingers press firmly against your sore little clit one more time.

“Don’t run from me again, princess.” Itachi growls before pulling on the thin fabric of your panties, snapping it off your body as he returns to his feast. Your body was shaking by now, quivering with the approach of your orgasm. His tongue slides over your clit once last time before a stream of hot clear liquid pours down on his mouth, which he eagerly drinks up. “There it is. Squirt of my tongue, baby."

Your thighs were trembling as your clit twitches from the over stimulation, “Fuck...” You body feel weightless as you squirt, your hot juices spraying out of you in an almost violent stream, what he didn’t catch soaks the leather material of Itachi’s car. Your chest heaves as you feel his tongue gently swipe your folds, cleaning you up from the sticky mess he made you make.

Itachi watches you with hungry eyes, all fucked out and drooling — a pathetic writhing mess under him and he hasn’t even put it in yet. He loves seeing how your eyes roll back until they were damn near white, drool seeping from the corner of your mouth as your body trembles from the aftershock of your orgasm. His hand rubs your cunt gently as you’re slow to come back down for your high. Itachi knows that he should feel bad for overstimming you, but he doesn’t. He always gets what he wants.

“I know, baby...” He leans up and kisses you, tongue pushing past your lips so that you could taste yourself. Itachi slaps your thigh lightly. “But I’m nowhere near done with you, kitty. Get that pretty ass in the back seat.”

You pant as you slowly come back down for your high, whimpering softly at his words and the slight sting of his hitting our outer thigh. You’ve always known Itachi to be a bit sadistic, always making you cum back to back like this. You were still trembling as you try to regain your focus and steady your breathing. Eyes widening at his words, you say, “Itachi...baby...wait...”

His ears are deaf to your pleas as he picks you up around your waist and tosses you into the back seat after he lets the front seats back up. Spreading your legs as wide as they would go, Itachi strokes his cock, tapping the fat tip against your clit and watches as your jolt a bit from the contact before sliding it down to your entrance that clenches around air. “You can take it. This is my payment for letting you smoke.”

Itachi begins to slowly push inside you and has to pause for a second as his mind grows fuzzy from the feeling of your welcoming pussy surrounding his cock, both sucking him in deeper and trying to push him out. Your hands find purchase on his biceps, nails clawing at his skin. The tip just slips inside, but that was nowhere near enough for him. Your sweet little cunt felt too good.

“Fuck...” You whisper as he slides in deeper, stretching your walls out to accommodate his girth and length, His thumb ghosts over your clit, trying to help you relax more so that he could slide in even easier and causing you to shudder. Your back arches off the leather interior as you draw in a quick intake of breath, eyes rolling back and letting out a breathy moan of his name.

You couldn’t help yourself. Even if you had just cum twice, you were greedy for more. Your mind was too far gone, lost in the painful pleasure. “Oh god...” you moan out, nails digging further into his biceps as he continues to push in even deeper. Your hips move of their own accord, trying to pull him even closer. “More....” you whisper, staring up into his dark red eyes as one hand comes to cup his face in your palm. You want — need more; you need to feel him moving thrusting deep inside you.

His balls tap against the curve of your ass as he finally bottoms out with a drawn out exhale, his eyes locking on the spot the two of you were connected. Itachi withdraws his hips slowly to find his cock shining with your slick. With a feral growl, he snaps his hips back into you, fucking inch after inch into you. “Fuck, you take me so well.”

Your nails drew red crescents into his skin as your mouth fell open in a silent scream. Itachi knew all the right spots to hit as he thrusts hard and deep, his balls slapping against you. “Oh fuck. Oh god.” You watch as he slides in and out a thick ring of cream forming around the base of is dick. Your hands move from his arms to hold your legs open, pushing them even further apart. “Feels so fucking good, ‘Tachi.”

Itachi’s fingers pinch and tug at your nipples, as he picks up the speed of his strokes. The tip kisses your cervix with each deep penetration, making you cry out louder and squeeze down on his dick. "That's it, princess. Clench down for me. Make my cock nice and wet, yeah?" The sounds of your moans and whines mixed in the wet sounds of his cock entering your gushing heat were like music to Itachi’s ears. And it made him greedy for more. 

You could only stare up at Itachi as he fucks into your sloppy pussy, drool leaking from the corner of your mouth. The burning hot coil in your belly intensified as your moans became even louder, forcing Itachi to cover your mouth with his lips, swallowing and muffling your screams with his tongue. The windows fog up as the smell of sex mixes with the scent of weed, the car rocking gently from the force he was fucking you with.

Breaking away from his lips, you plead with him. “W’nna cum! Please, baby. Make me cum.” Your voice was a high pitch keen as Itachi thrusts in and out of your aching pussy, giving fast deep strokes. You could feel that thread pulling tighter and tighter but each time it was going to snap, Itachi would slow down, grinning down at you sadistically as he edges you. “Itachi, please, lemme cum on your cock baby. Let me make it so wet f’you.”

Itachi almost came right then and there from your dirty talk. Fuck, you were so sexy. Letting him go balls deep in your pretty little pussy like this. He places his hand on your belly, right below your navel and presses down on it. “Feel that. That’s where I am, right?” He purrs, watching your writhe under him. “”Go ahead, cum. Soak my cock in your cum, baby. Make it nice and wet f’me.”

When he presses down on the spot where you could feel him the deepest at, your pussy clenches tightly as your walls begin to spasm. Your clit twitches as your thighs tremble. “Oh fuck, m’g’nna...g’nna. Cumming!!” Your release leaves you in a gush of creamy liquid that creates a thick ring around Itachi’s dick, streaking down the length as he never stopped his thrusting. His thumb comes to circle your sensitive clit, wanting to extend your orgasm for as long as he could.

“Good fucking girl. Just look at the mess you made on my cock. Creaming it and making it so wet.” He watches as your chest heaves, trying to bring air into your lungs. Itachi pauses in his thrusting to give you a second to regain your composure. When you look up at him with those big, wet eyes, Itachi lets out a groan, sliding his cock out and pulling you up. He quickly turns you around so that your chest is pressing against the seat as he lifts your hips up. Leaning over you, he growls, “Don’t run from me, kitty.”

You knew that you would pull away from him in this position, you always do. “Itachi...” you whine, feeling him rub his tip along your soaked slit. “Baby, you know I can’t...” Your words end off in a choked moan as he gathers your braids in one hand, the other on your hip as he snaps his hips forward and sheathes his cock in your heat. Your back arches deeply for him as you reach behind you and place your hand against his chest.

“Too much, baby. Too deep.” You scream as Itachi gives you long, deep strokes that you could feel deep in your guts as he stirs them up. You cry out when he grabs your arms and locks one of his through them while the other wraps around your neck, pulling you back even faster on his cock. 

Itachi grunts as your pussy clenches down tightly on his, trying to milk his cock for his cum. “You take this dick like a good fucking girl.” He whispers in your ear, squeezing your neck gently as his teeth nip at your earlobe. The lewd wet sound of your ass meeting his pelvis filled the car as it rocks gently from the force of each of his thrusts. He relishes in the loud moans that fell from your lips as your pussy gushes around his cock in the most erotic of sights.

You could feel him rubbing your walls in all the right ways as his fat tip presses snuggly against your cervix each time he enters your weeping hole. “ ‘T-tachi...” You babbled out, your nails digging in the palms of your hands as your hands ball up tightly. You could feel your high approaching quickly, too quickly. Trying to press your hands back against his abdomen to slow down the ferocity of his pounding, you cry out. “Baby, m’g’nna cum again if you don’t slow down!”

High off the suns of your screams, Itachi’s hand leaves your neck to smack your jiggling ass as he speeds up even more. “Go ahead and cum for me again. You got plenty in you, right? Give me another one, pretty one.” Sweat glistens on his skin as he pulls another blunt between his lips and lights it up, inhaling the smoke deep into his lungs. Grabbing you by your braids again, he gently tugs on them until your back meets his chest. His hand moves to cup your jaw and turns your head so that you were facing him. 

Itachi blew the smoke that was in his lungs out to fan out over your face as he fucks into you. He could feel you clenching and quivering around his length and a sadistic smirk crawls onto his lips. “Gonna cum for me? This is what? Number four for you and I haven’t even come yet.” Itachi shook his head as the hand that was cupping your jaw slid down the front of your body to circle your cute twitcthing little clit.

He continues his quick snaps of his hips, heavy balls slapping against your flesh as his fingers work your clit. All the stimulation was too much for you as you feel your walls convulsing around his cock and you toss your head back. You came hard, creaming and squirting as your chest heaves. “Itachi...no...” You swallow, pussy fluttering - twitching from overstim. “No, more. I can’t...”

That sadistic smile never leaves his lips as Itachi lets go out your arms, watching as your chest falls to meet the leather interior of the back seat. Taking another drag from the joint, he lets out an exhale that fills the car with more of the intoxicatingly sweet smoke. Stamping out the lit end on the tray, he pulls you up by your arm and into his lap, your back to his chest.. “Yes, you can, kitten.  Just one more f’me. Then I’ll breed this sweet little cunt like I always do. Such a good girl you are, kitty.”

You whimper out when he lifts your hip easily, tapping the tip of his cock against your entrance. His words were like silk to you - soft and velvety as they caress your ears. His praise warms your skin as he slowly brings you back down to sit on his cock. You rock your hips, grinding against him as you take in inch by delicious inch. “Oh fuck...baby...” you whined out as he stretches your sore walls out once more. Fingers slips past your lips to press down on your tongue as his other hand grabs the fat of your hips and fucks up into with slow, deep thrusts.

“Good girl.” Itachi purrs as he feels you immediately suck on his fingers as he bottoms out with a low grunt. “Such a tight little pussy no matter how many times I fuck it to the shape of my cock.” He could feel his high approaching as he bounces you over his dick faster, his hips meeting yours as his balls slaps against your cunt. “Fuck, baby girl, you’re gonna milk me so fucking good.” He took his fingers from your mouth, trailing the strings of saliva that clung to them down your belly to your swollen clit. 

Wrapping his free hand around your throat, Itachi locks you in place when your jolt and try to squirm away from his deft fingers on your clit. His mouth finds your pulse point and his lips close over it to suck a his marks into your flesh. “Gotta cum f’me, pretty. Only then will I fill this sloppy pussy up to the brim with my cum.”

You let out a loud whimper of his name as he fucks up into harder, faster as your arm come up to wrap arons him from behind you. “Fuck, Itachi! ‘S too much.” Your eyes waters as he tightens his hand around your throat as you could feel him swell inside you and you knew that he was close. Turning your head so that your lips were to his ear, you moan out sensually. “Daddy~ Fill me up, please? Wanna cum together with you.”

The name triggers something in Itachi as his hips stutter, cock twitching as his fingerrs work over your clit to bring your to your oragsmic hih once more for him. You knew what you were doing — calling him that name. “Cum with daddy, princess.” Itachi thrusts into oncem twice, three more times before he came, spraying your insides white with his sticky seed. He groans when your own release hits you as you squirt hard, the hot liquid drenching his fingers and pools underneath you in his lap. “That’s my girl.”

Your breathing comes out in quick pants as Itachi slowly brings you back down from your high, kissing your shoulder gently and rubbing his hands over your breasts soothingly. His hips rocks gently into yours, the mixture of his and your cum spilling down his softening cock. “Fuck...I love smoking with you, Itachi.

“You love smoking with me or me fucking you as payment.” He chuckles as he lifts you off his length, hissing slightly at the movement. Pulling his pants back up and tucking himself back into his boxers, Itachi places you on his lap and titls ur head up with his index finger. “So, when are you gonna drop the act and be mine, kitty?” 

A small giggle leaves you as you lean in closer, your lips brushing over his. “Buy me some new panties to replce the one you ripped off of me and I’m yours, old man.” you let out a small shriek when he slaps your ass in retaliation. “Ow!”

“I take it back.” He laughs as he helps you to the front passenger seat of his car. Before he slips back into the driver’s side.  “I’m not asking you anymore. You’re mine.” Starting to car back up and rolling down the windows to let the trapped smoke finally escape with the heavy scent of sex, Itachi turns on the radio and laughs at the song that starts playing through the speakers.

Baby, you can

Ride it, ooh, yeah

Bring it over to my place

And you be like

"Baby, who cares?"

But I know you care

Bring it over to my place

“You coming to my place?” Itachi teases even as he pulls back out to the road, knowing that he was bringing you back to his apartment for another round.