#AND HIS LIL ASS IS SO CUTE AND HIS THIGHS AND HIS LIL TUMMY

[emeraldbabygirl]

I SHOULD BE IN BED BUT I WAS ON XODIAC TIKTOK AND HEHEHE MY DAVIN IS SO CUTE AND SEXY I LOVE THE WAY HE DANCES AHHHH 🙈🙈🙈

LIKE ILLEGAL SIR BUT CONTINUE BEING HOT PLEASE AND THANKS I THINK I’M HAVING A HEART ATTACK THIS MAN SO FINE I WANNA EAT HIM SO BAD WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF 🥵🥵🥵🥵

[bunnis-monsters]

do you think the cow/bull hybrids would appreciate someone with thicc thighs and a big booty 😵‍💫 i got em irl and im a lil self conscious about em but

smth about a monster seeing someone with my build going "AWOOGA" does excellent things to my self-esteem

NSFW

warning: SIZE DIFFERENCE, tummy bulge, double penetration(two ds in v), breeding, pregnancy, lactation

You had just started working as a farmhand, helping carry out food for the cow hybrids and give them attention to make sure their milk production continued as usual.

They’re a bit dramatic, and if they aren’t given affection and attention, they won’t produce anymore!

So you started to spend a lot of time in the barn, stroking their cocks and milking them yourself.

It wasn’t easy work, but it paid well! It should have been embarrassing when they’d bury their head in your shoudler and moo pathetically while they filled the bucket up with cum, but weirdly enough you found it cute and endearing.

That morning, you pouted a little as you pulled up your jeans, having to jump and squirm to fit them over your fat ass. Your thighs were so plump, and your tummy poked out, to you it was annoying!

But as you strolled through the barn, giving the cow hybrids their food and chatting with the other employees, you never noticed the eyes following you as you walked.

After a few weeks of working there, you were finally allowed into the bull hybrid’s area. They were way more obvious with their staring, not caring to hide the way their cocks stood at attention when you walked by.

“Hey, heifer. You come to breed with us, huh?”

You nearly fell over when a bull hybrid pressed up against your ass, his cock slipping between your clothed thighs. “U-um, I’m not a heifer-“

You yelped when he grabbed a handful of your plump ass, squeezing harshly. “Shh, you’re a runt, aren’t you? Little thing, couldn’t keep my eyes off this fat ass of yours…”

He began to fuck your thighs, groaning into your ear. “Fuck, gonna give you a calf, okay? Bend over for me will y-“

Before he could get your pants down, a cow hybrid spotted him and charged, mooing angrily.

“H-hey! We had her first, you can’t touch!”

The cow hybrid pushed the bull, whining and grabbing at you, pulling you into his arms and nuzzling his head against your hair.

The bull huffed, pawing at the ground with his foot, but he couldn’t argue. The herds coexisted peacefully, and he didn’t want to risk a fight breaking out between them over who gets to mate you first.

The bulls would get their turn… but the cows wanted you, had earned you.

The cow guided you back to the barn, cooing and nuzzling against you, his tail wrapped around your leg. He was so big and warm, licking you with his large, flat tongue. “Come, it’s only a matter of time before the bulls get impatient. We’ll mate you first…”

It didn’t seem like you had any choice in the matter… not like you would refuse though, you were already soaking through your panties just from the encounter with that bull alone.

And seeing all the cows gather around you, stroking their cocks and running their large hands over your plump curves wasn’t helping.

“Sorry, little one. They didn’t hurt you, did they?”

One of the cows was already pulling your panties off, cupping your fat ass and lightly patting it, in awe as it jiggled.

“I’m okay… j-just…”

You whined, your pussy throbbing with need as you remembered the bull’s thick cock fucking your thighs before you were pulled away.

“Shh, shh…”

Several of the cow hybrids surrounded you, nuzzling into your neck and pushing their cocks between your thighs to fuck them. “Gonna breed you right, okay? Those mean bulls won’t be gentle with you, just a little runt… just a tiny heifer…”

You gasped as one of their fat cocks penetrated you, unable to speak before another one began poking at you, wanting in too.

The first cow fucked into you, licking your neck and mooing in pleasure as the other one whined and nuzzled in closer. They were so soft and fluffy, warm and sweet… but you weren’t sure if you could take two cocks in your pussy at once!

It seemed like it was happening anyways, a surprised yelp leaving your mouth as the second one entered your pussy, the men whining happily and fucking into you as gently as they could manage. You felt like you were being torn apart, stretched to your limits… but it felt amazing.

As they came, they were quickly replaced by others, and everyone got a turn with you, their lovely little heifer.

When your pussy was stuffed full, cum flowing down your thighs, the cows yawned and curled up around you protectively, licking your hair and trying to nest with you.

Farm work was… different after that day. The cows expected to breed you at least once a week, and within a month you were promoted, given free housing on the farm… as long as you kept the livestock happy.

During on outing, you noticed the cows acting a bit agitated, clingy to you more than usual. Despite this, they were leading you towards the bull hybrid barn, even though they had been keeping you away from it since your first encounter.

“It’s time for their turn…” one of the cows muttered with a pout. “Don’t worry, gonna keep you safe… but you gotta breed with them too… only fair…”

You were… excited. You loved the cow hybrids, but the bulls made your pussy throb in excitement.

The second the barn doors opened, all eyes were on you. You were presented before the bulls, only wearing a pair of panties.

“Ain’t a heifer anymore, is she? Bred her good…”

You were a bit confused, not knowing cow terminology… what did that mean?

You didn’t get enough time to think before a bull was crouching down to inspect your warm, soaked pussy. A long, flat tongue licked along your plump folds, making you moan.

“Making cute sounds for me already… when will she start producing?”

One of the cows huffed, pawing at the ground as he approached. “In a few months… once she’s showing you can’t have her, too rough. She’s little, just a runt.”

The bull rolled his eyes, standing at his full height. “Let me see that pretty pussy of yours, little one. Bend over.”

You obeyed, bending over and whimpering softly as he pushed one of his fingers into your needy cunt. “Sucking me in…”

He pulled his finger out, his cock twitching at the wet squelching sound your fat pussy made. “Fuck… needy little thing, aren’t you?”

When he finally pressed his cock against your pretty hole, the size difference between the bull hybrids and cow hybrids became apparent.

The bull was absolutely gigantic, towering over you as he started to push in. The stretch made you whimper and cling to one of the cow hybrids for comfort. Even when two cow hybrids had fucked into you at the same time, it was nothing compared to this!

The bull bottomed out inside you, licking at your neck and cheek with his massive tongue. It was almost difficult to breathe with his cock fucking into you, but it also felt so goddamn good that all you could to was blubber out pleas for more.

The cow hybrids fussed over you, holding your chubby belly as it bulged slightly each time the bull’s hips snapped against yours. They seemed more worried over you than usual, giving you kissing and playing with your throbbing clit.

By the time the bulls had all had their own turn, you were limp, your ass in the air as cum flowed down your fat thighs. You’d never felt so full, so stuffed before…

And you loved it.

Life was different for you after that. You learned a few days later that the reason behind the cow hybrids’ overprotective nature lately was due to you being pregnant with a calf.

As your belly grew heavy and swollen, it seemed you never got a break from your tits being suckled at. You produced so much milk due to being pregnant with a calf, more than any human woman was supposed to.

So you spent most of your days being fawned over, a cow or bull hybrid at your tit and sucking softly. You were always keeping someone’s cock warm, and you couldn’t be happier.

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[herfinestblog]

FEATURING. husband! nanami x fem! reader

VIEWERS DISCRETION: sexual content , backshots , hair pulling , dom!nanami , unprotected sex , newlyweds , kento being in love with you , breeding kink , lil bondage , kento is so husband coded .

there’s something about you finally being kento wife after sharing i do's at the altar that snapped inside of Kento. ever since he’s seen you waltz down the aisle in the pretty white tailored dress he’s been waiting to get his hands on you. patiently waiting for the day to be over and night to fall so he can rip that pretty dress off of you. keeping you close to him always having an arm around you— clenching onto you the whole night and not letting you out of his sight.

Usually Kento is giving you slow thrusts, cherishing the intimacy of you and his bodies being intertwined with each other and softly kissing every part of your body. making love with you like he always does. but tonight Kento isn’t his usual self. he’s giving you harsh and rough thrust, fucking you through the mattress.

His hand pinning back both of yours with his and tugging at your hair causing a gasp to fall from your parted lips, whenever you tried to hide that pretty face away from him— stuffing it in the fluffiness of the pillow. “mhm kento.” those pretty moans you let out from the overwhelming pleasure of his cock.

“Just relax. you’re doing so good sweetheart.”

kento always talked about wanting a little one running around with you. He’s getting off to the idea of filing your cunt to the brim with his thick, white cum. He can see it now— you walking around all plumped with swollen breasts and tummy. Carrying around his child in your stomach that will be tied to both of you. being a cute little house wife.

your body quivers as he rubs his hands over your hips. his heavy hand lands a firm spank on your ass, moaning from the pleasurable sting. kento inches his slender between your thighs towards you salacious cunt rubbing harsh circles on your swollen clit. your arching your back into the bed and squirming and twitching from the pressure of his tip kissing your cervix.

“my pretty f-fucking wife.”

you’re clenching and swallowing him as he somehow moves quicker. ass slapping back onto abdomen as his sharp hips snapping against you. one hand on your waist while the other toys with your cunt your desperate whimpers growing louder and louder from his assaults, rubbing up and down. his fingers coated with your sticky essence. your clamping around his cock. he's splitting your sloppy pussy open, thick cock throbbing inside of you.

you feel so weak and submissive underneath him as he kisses up your spine as your tremble. he’s making you cry out for him before your cumming all over the sheets, falling forward his hot cum seeping out of your hole. he’s takes two fingers stuffing it back inside not letting a single drop go to waste.

“can’t let it go to waste, sweetheart.”

[meowpupp]

I know price would let pup-soap fuck puppy-girl but would he share her with Simon?

tw:// hybrid smut, fem reader, overstim, messy sex, 3sum, absolute filth

owner!price who lets owner!simon fuck his cute girls cunt so he can see what a well trained pup feels like.

price sits in the corner of the room, eyes drinking in the scene. simon's hunched over you, nose buried in your neck, inhaling the sweet needy scent that rediateds off of you. hes 9 inches deep, almost brain-dead, the only thing he's able to think about being your hot, tight cunt.

you mewl and whimper under him, thighs shaking as he stuffs you again and again and again. he's thicker than price, stretching your walls to their limit. your whines only grow louder when he presses down on your tummy, making you feel every thick, veiny, inch as he rutts in and out.

simon's ruthless, manhandling your body however he likes. sure, he has a pup of his own. soap is more than satisfying, but to finally get his hands on something like you? a tight cunt trained to take cock like a champ? well, he can't control himself.

your only comfort is price, and even then, the man is mean. taking photos of your fucked out face, of your stuffed cunt as you leak cum all over the sheets. "just making sure simon has some souvenirs. you don't want him to forget how good you were hm? we'll make sure hes got some photos so he can show his pup how to behave."

you end up almost passed out. your cunt long past abused, body twitching and tensing as you cum for the nth time. simon has you pinned ass up, hand fisted in your hair. his other grips your hip tightly, pulling you back each time he slams into you.

a wet squelch sounds out with each thrust, only adding to the lewd atmosphere. you're a mess, cunt drooling down your thighs, staining his bedsheets, joining the mix of cum already there.

"s'fuckin good. fuck," his hips speed up, driving you towards yet another orgasm, "should be grateful you're not mine sweetheart. I'd ruin your poor lil cunt every fuckin night. let my mutt have the sloppy seconds."

[splataii]

kuroo x reader x bokuto

cw: top dom characters, sub bottom male reader, minor voyeurism, praise kink, degradation, double penetration, stomach bulge, use of words "boy pussy" and "boycunt"

sharing is caring hehe.. or maybe teamwork makes the dreamwork? idk lol

imagine frat boy bokuto and kuroo double stuffing their pretty roommate.

they had been arguing like schoolboys earlier over which one of em got to fuck you first.

it's ridiculous really, but in the end, it’s bokuto that gets first dibs on stuffing ur cute ass w his cock.

he promises kuroo a turn later (and he really did mean it), but omfg he just gets too caught up in how fucking good you feel. the way your hole looks as it sucks his dick back in with every thrust, the way you hold your soft thighs open for him, begging for more, the way your nails rake down his strong back when he fucks another load of cum in you.

he absolutely loses any rational, his own whines and moans drowning even yours as he continues rutting into you like a animal in a rut, his only coherent thought to fuck another load in ya till ur stuffed full

and poor lil kuroo’s left to listen to the sound of the headboard banging against the wall with each powerful thrust, jerking his neglected cock for the nth time to the sound of you guys moans, wishing it was him in there splitting you on his cock instead. it's not fair, and he gets real sick of it real quick.

when he finally barges in, you look completely fucked out, and bokuto is still mindlessly fucking his fat dick in you, bruises littering your hips with how hard his strong hands hold you down against the mattress.

damn you iust looked so perfect all fucked out like that, skin glistening with sweat as you laid spread out underneath bokuto. kuroo has a still dazed bokuto lift you off the bed, your hands clinging to his back as the two of em guide your body through it all.

kuroo presses a hand on the small of your back, making you arch for him while bokuto holds your shaky thighs apart.

your eyes widen when you finally realize what's goin on, feeling kuroo’s tip catching on ur already abused hole

“woah.. is it really gonna fit?” you hear bokuto mumbling against your neck as he spreads your ass.

“i’ll make it fit”

you desperately shake your head, squirming in bokuto's arms, but it's like you weigh nothing to him as he keeps you up against his chest, and reassures you not to worry, “shh, you're doing so good for us pretty boy, we’ll take care a you, promise,”

kuroo’s too busy w how good your ass feels around his cock, your boypussy too stretched to even properly clench down around him. he’s basically rambling as he presses kisses to your neck, licking the stray tears off your cheek, “almost there. attaboy, that's it. take that cock, go on n take it f’me,”

they're just soo fucking big, and they love it. how helpless you look in their arms.

you feel like you’ll break in two when you finally feel him fully sheath his cock inside your messy boycunt, bulge protruding from ur cute tummy. they both tease you bout it, pressing their hands against it and jerking their hips up so they can listen to how fucking desperate you get, begging them to finally start moving as they watch their dicks thrust in and outta you.

all you can really do is mindlessly babble as your eyes roll back, drool pooling at your lips as you cum all over your tummy from the feeling of just being filled by them both.

but that doesn't even compare to when they finally start movin and overstimulate your stretched hole, holding you up as they rock you back and forth on their dicks

don't worry, they'll talk you through it<3

bokuto in one ear moaning breathlessly about what a good fucking boy you are, taking their cocks like a champ

and kuroo in the other grunting about how greedy your little fuckhole is. he shoulda known one cock isn’t enough for your slutty ass.

[fruittt-punchhh]

hey! MDNI, filthy smut ahead!! just a lil toji x fem!reader drabble. cw: smut, pet names, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, etc.

call me crazy and depraved but Toji is def obsessed with your stomach??? whether it’s flat and muscular or soft and squishy and hangs over the hem of your jeans or anything in between??

like you know he loves grabbing it when you’re cuddling, pulling you closer into him as he falls asleep. and when you feel shitty, he’s quick to come up behind you, kissing your neck and rubbing your belly as he tries not to let his hands explore further south.

oh and when you’re fucking?!!?!? jesus christ, he loves teasing your folds before he’s laying his heavy cock on your stomach, admiring just how deep he’d be when he’s finally ruining your guts. he pushes down hard on your stomach where he left a spot of precum, moaning as he says, ”think you can take all of me, hmm? gonna feel my cock all the way up here,” emphasizing the grip he had on your waist while he pushes his two thumbs into you even harder, surely leaving a bruise behind.

of course Toji loved a nice pair of tits and a big ass, and he loved your plush thighs to go along with the rest of your heavenly figure. but when you got ready for a date and put on the new bodycon dress he got you, he thought he might fall to his knees and eat every inch of you right then and there. seeing how perfectly the dress hugs your curves, and more importantly, accentuates your cute tummy, has him losing himself.

and we all know he loves fucking into you with your legs over his shoulders all mean and aggressive, rightly claiming that which belongs to him. pushing his hand down hard like the bastard he is on the soft flesh above your navel. asking, “you like that, huh? feel me all. in. here. right?”, he says, enunciating each word with a hard thrust into your addicting heat, “take all these fuckin’ inches like the slut you are,” he commands.

and his favorite thing of all is to paint your insides white, breeding your deep pussy by giving you all of his cum, forcing you to keep it in with two thick fingers plugging your hole. he keeps you stuck there, squirming for him as he kisses and bites on the fat of your tummy. “stop movin’ so much, ma’, m’tryna’ give you my babies. won’t work if you push it all out,” he says, watching as you bite your lip, loving the feeling of being stuffed full of nothing but him.

he can’t help but cum inside every time you two lay together, obsessed with putting another stupid brat in you. he wanted to watch your tummy swell with his seed and your tits get all plump and sensitive as you grow his child so well for him. (although he absolutely did not want another brat and this was purely his sick imagination at play)

he pulls his fingers out, making you whine at the lack of his warmth. he smirks, looking up at you, “nah, go ahead and push it out for me, baby. lemme see how much of a mess I made in that pretty cunt, please.” Toji isn’t much of a beggar, but when it came to you he was more than willing to ask for what he wanted.

“I’ll just be puttin’ another baby in you soon anyway, right doll?”

[whitefeathers]

hooked on dirty older man butcher :33 think he would like pussy inspections. shaming his poor baby for getting soaked while he pokes n prods at her clit ;333

I hope you know this sort of request is like crack to me . I love you.

mdni.

Cw: innocent!reader, manipulation, daddy kink, butcher is described as an authority figure/father figure, age gap (20s!reader), mean gross old man butcher.

Dirty old man!Butcher who tells you that he can't have you "fuckin' around with anyone else" while you're on his team - it would be a liability. You're so ditsy you would accidentally give secrets away and who knows what trouble you'd be in then.

“If I catch ya, ya gettin’ spanked. I don’t care that ya an adult, that’s how it’s gonna be.”

Oh, and the last time Butcher had you over his lap it hurt so, so bad. So, you let him enforce his rule of not ‘fuckin’ around with anyone else’ by inspecting your little cunt when the rest of the team is asleep.

He’d come into your room while you’re half asleep, not even bothering to make sure you’re fully conscious before he’s pulling the covers off you and manhandling you onto your tummy. He crouches between your thighs, your pyjama bottoms - disgustingly cute, pink, frilly and pathetic, Billy thinks - soon getting tugged down over your ass and your panties pulled to the side.

You’re still gaining consciousness, but let Butcher do what he wants - he’s your leader, your boss, your father figure in this found family.

Whether it’s innocence or fear that lets Butcher get away with this shit, he doesn’t know. He’s so much older than you, so much stronger and more mature than little 20 year old you - it’s so wrong but it gets his cock so hard that he couldn’t even think to stop.

“Butchie?” You mumble, looking over your shoulder at him, pouting. “Wha’s goin’ on?”

“Cunny inspections, luv. Told ya I’d spot check to see if any men have been in this lil cunt, didn’t a?” He thumbs apart you pussy lips, the attention making your tight little hole start to glisten. He runs his thumb over it, collecting your wetness, testing to see if you’re stretched out or there’s any cum leaking from you.

He needs you to himself, and needs to enforce that. Even a dildo is competition that he doesn’t want to contend with. You’re his, even if you don’t know it yet.

“Cunt hole looks good. Don’t go puttin’ nothin’ in, yeah? Not ya fingers, nothin’. Ya so dumb you might hurt yaself. Come ask me when you want to be full, m’kay?”

You’re not sure why this comes back to his excuse of keeping the team’s secrets safe, but his rough fingers feel so good that you nod furiously.

“Atta girl. Look how wet ya gettin’. This must feel so good, hm?” His thumb traces up to your clit, spreading your lips so he can see your sensitive little nub. He ghosts his thumb over it and you flinch, the attention feather-light and ticklish. You giggle, and Butcher has to hold back a groan at the girlish noise. Another reminder you’re too fucking young for him, but here he is, taking advantage of you. He’s an evil cunt.

“That too much, sweet’eart? Stay still, just let daddy do what he has to.”

He can’t help himself. He rubs and fucks and kisses your little pussy until you cum all over his hand and your bedsheets, and you don’t say a word other than thank you daddy.

You’re such a good girl.

He’s such a bad man.

[joonberriess]

𓆩♡𓆪 “you don’t have to admit you wanna play, just let me rock you till the break of day,” – jock!jk

·˚ ༘ 💌 TAGS — simping at its finest, blowjobs, cum-swallowing, degradation, dumbification, jk is mean but also a praise fanatic, oc is a cute puppy who eats it all up, objectification(?) pretty sure bc jk just has unholy thoughts about oc, oc is THEE it girl, dirty talking, messy lil make-outs, thank you kiss on the tip LOL, PET NAME GALORE, oc is a nice lil bimbo everyone loves ❤️ even jk’s friends luv her

Jungkook listened to whatever the hell Jennie was explaining to him, in truth he stopped paying attention like five minutes ago. He sat there like a fried vegetable just zoning out and nodding mindlessly whenever Jennie looked at him and asked if he agreed etc. He didn’t want to be rude to Jennie but any more of this and he’d go insane he fears.

“So for the powerpoint I was thinking we should..” Jennie’s voice slowly fades out as the sound of the front door opening catches Jungkook’s eye/attention. Holy shit he doesn’t believe what he’s witnessing. He doesn’t realize he’s staring hardcore at Jennie’s poor unsuspecting roommate.

He instantly recognizes you as the girl he sees his team/friends go crazy over. You were quite the talk of the campus—cute, slutty, bimbo-like, these were some of the most common things said. If Jungkook had to admit, you were pretty cute and he’s only ever really seen you casually here and there. He finds himself licking his lips slowly and sitting up while clearing his throat.

“Hi Jennie, hi Jennie’s friend.” You sweetly say while waving at Jungkook politely. He gets an eyeful of tits and soft tummy as you pass by.

You’re wearing this soft pink tracksuit and white baby tee crop top which hugs your pretty little tits just nicely. Don’t even get him started about your backside which is enough in itself to bring a tear to his eye. Jungkook doesn’t realize he’s overdoing it with his staring until Jennie clears her throat pretty loudly.

“Ahem.” She glares at him, “As I was saying,” she shoves her laptop in Jungkook’s face.

He doesn’t see more of you because you end up heading down the hall to your room after saying “bye-bye” to both him and Jennie. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He grunts in annoyance.

“Not my roommate Jeon, you can go about fucking anything that fucking walks and has a hole between their legs but you leave y/n out of your lechery. Got it?” She hisses, “I can see the gears working in that stupid head of yours, so I’m warning you. Now help me with this powerpoint asshole, I’m not doing all the work.”

Jungkook internally groans—overprotective roommate, greaaat.

Whole time he works on the project his mind is filled with obscene thoughts and nasty little daydreams he comes up with just thinking about you. Jungkook’s had his fair share of hook-ups but none have ever truly made him go this crazy before. He’s fucking FIENDING for it, would be on his damn knees begging for you to crush his head with your soft thighs if he could.

Too bad Jennie said you were off-limits though. Unless..

Much to Jungkook’s dismay he doesn’t see you for the remainder of the time he’s there. He does see you more often around campus though, whether it’s you hopping out of your very pink car or you running about all over campus with a pink drink in your hands. He can’t get enough of you, and it’s fucking obvious to his friends who make fun of him for it.

“y/n, Kook? Really?” Yugyeom snorts, “Only in your fucking dreams will you ever hit that, your little guy down there probably wouldn’t even know what to do with all that ass.” Laughter all around them erupts as Yugyeom smugly smirks, happy with himself.

Jungkook rolls his eyes, “You’re so fucking stupid,” more laughing, “honestly, if anyone has more chances it’s me, you’re all either losers AND she’s never bat an eye at you. I don’t see any action from any of you either, all talk and shit.” He mutters while taking a drag from the blunt they were all passing around.

“Not true! y/n is a nice girl Jungkook.” Jimin snorts, “Watch,” he turns around and looks over the area for you, “hey y/n!” He yells while waving his arms. They all wait patiently for your reaction, low and behold you just end up proving Jimin correct.

You look confused at first until you smile brightly, “Hi,” you wave back while walking over, “what are you guys up to?” You tilt your head, lips pursed in a adorable little pout.

“Smoking.” Yugyeom replies curtly, “Want some?” He holds the blunt out to you.

Jungkook doesn’t know why but that shit irks the fuck out of him, he shoots his friend a glare and fans the smoke out of your direction before it can hit you. You smell like chai mixed with pumpkin, and he definitely does NOT want to ruin your pretty smell.

“No thank you,” you politely reply and then turn to look at Jimin again, “ ‘m a little sad though, because this morning I tried to make waffles but I didn’t know you had to actually pull the lever down and I didn’t get to eat my waffles.” You sigh wistfully, “See?” You hold out the raw and cold waffles wrapped up in a napkin, “And I don’t like it,” you shake your head, “you’re my friend right Jiminie? Can you buy me some waffles from the cafe pretty please?” You whine.

Jimin turns a little red at the nickname and nods, “Here,” he holds out a couple of bills, more than enough.

The other guys scramble for their wallets, “I’m your friend too right y/n?” They say while holding out their own money to you. Jungkook just stands there slack-jawed, he has never seen his own friends this fucking down-bad before. Oh, but they wanted to laugh at him for simping after you? Funny how the tables have turned.

“Reallyyyy?” You breathily giggle while accepting the money, “Thank you!” You kiss Jimin on the cheek before skipping away with literally breakfast, lunch, and dinner money.

“But I’M the fuckin’ simp? Yeah, totally.” Jungkook scoffs while shaking his head.

Jungkook starts making up an excuse to talk to you from then on. He doesn’t have to do much because you do all the talking for him, he just stands there listening to you ramble on and on about something he doesn’t recall asking. He thinks it’s cute when you stop mid-sentence and say in utter confusion, “What was I talking about again?”

If he could, he’d sit there and just listen to you talk all day. He’s surprised how much he likes your ditziness and dumb little brain fart moments, he finds that he doesn’t mind it so much. Like now, he was sitting there propped up against his car in the parking lot listening to you rant about astrology, time-loops, and anime..?

“Yeah?” Jungkook occasionally says while he watches you passionately explain to him what a fucking shinigami was.

“Think about it—politics and death notebooks, they go hand in hand for disaster and doom.” You softly say, completely side-tracking from the original topic, “I wish I had a shinigami though,” you pout while tapping your finger against your chin, “I think Ryuk is pretty cool. Have you seen the anime?”

Jungkook hums, “No, heard of it but haven’t seen it. So like, shinigami’s come with a death note or what?” He asks, ready for another little rant of yours (he doesn’t mind though). His eyes fall down to your pretty camisole you wore today. You were wearing these cute tight jeans that hung low on your hips, he loved the little pink bows you attached to the belt loops.

“Mm-hm,” you nod, “oh! I gotta go before I forget, all my undies shrunk in the dryer and now they’re pretty tight ‘n they fit a little smaller so now I have to buy some more.” You pout, “Bye Jungkookie,” you throw one arm around his neck as you side-hug him, standing on your tippy toes to reach his height as you press a kiss to his cheek, “bye-bye!” You wave and run off.

“Bye..” Jungkook whispers in awe, he smells a hint of your perfume on his shirt and he vows then and there he isn’t going to wash this shirt anytime soon.

The next time that Jungkook sees you it’s when he’s leaving your shared apartment after another project session. He sees you bent over while poking and trying to pull at the gas tank lid, which is obviously sealed shut. He whistles under his breath and walks over, eyes dropping down to your perky ass which is covered in these pretty little shorts which hug both cheeks nice and tight.

“What you doing down there, hm?” Jungkook leans against the car with his arms folded over his chest and an amused smile on his face, “Having fun?”

“Jungkook, hi,” you greet softly while standing up straight, “I was just trying to get this stupid thingy open because Jennie is letting me borrow her car cause mine is in the shop getting the windows tinted,” you pout, “but I don’t know how to open this stupid thing, and I wanna fill her car with gas as a thank you for letting me borrow it. Help meeeee,” you whine tugging at his arm.

“C’mere,” he loosely wraps an arm around your waist and guides you to sit in the driver's seat, “you see this baby?” He squats down so he’s eye-level with you, his free hand rests over your soft thighs while he points with his other, “You just pull this, and wa-la, the gas tank lid pops right open.” He chuckles and squeezes your thigh.

Your eyes brighten, “Reallyyy? How cool, thank you.” You happily throw your arms around his neck and hug him tightly, “no wonder that stupid thing wasn’t opening.” You giggle.

Jungkook takes a deep whiff of your soft coconut smell, he closes his eyes and sighs in pure bliss. This was the dream dammit, he never wanted to leave this spot EVER. “It was no problem really.” He mumbles more to himself while he stares at your pretty tits.

Fuck the friend code (if you can even call Jennie’s threat that), friend code didn’t have a pair of child-bearing hips and a ass shaped like a fucking peach like you did. Who was Jennie to keep all of you to herself so selfishly?

“Jungkook,” you softly say, “ ‘m gonna give you a thank you kiss.”

Jungkook laughs in amusement over how proud of yourself you look right now, he finds himself shaking his head and speaking in a lower pitched tone, “Yeah, where? Right here?” He turns his face to stick his cheek out.

A tiny little giggle escapes your lips as you nod at him, “Mm-hmm, right there.” You lean upwards to kiss his cheek gently, emitting a soft smacking noise as you happily smooch him. “There.” You say more to yourself.

Jungkook’s eyes drop down to your jiggly boobs which are pretty much in his face at this point. Your camisole somehow dips lower as your tits sit perfectly pushed together to accentuate their size. He tells himself not to but his dick seems to say otherwise as it stirs up in the confinements of his boxers. He already knows he’s about to be sporting a hard-on by the end of this interaction so he gives in.

“Want another kiss..” He mumbles while licking his lips, “But not on my cheek..got somethin’ else you can kiss.”

Your eyes follow his line of sight and you come across the very prominent bulge sitting behind his sweats. Your cheeks feel hot from embarrassment as the familiar throbbing sensation forms between your legs. Jungkook sees this when you suddenly begin rubbing your soft thighs together while staring back at him through half-lidded eyes.

“Whaddya say baby,” he lazily grins, “can I get that kiss?”

You stare back at him with those sweet puppy eyes of yours and nod eagerly.

.

Lips smacking against lips and quiet little moans/noises fill the otherwise dimly lit car (God bless his Mercedes for the interior lighting). You were tucked away on his lap in the backseat of the car, windows foggy and all as your hand slipped from the glass. Jungkook could die a happy man right now with the way he had a handful of ass sitting in the palms of his hands. He gave your soft cheeks appreciative squeezes as he kneaded the flesh roughly—greedily.

His own lips were a bit swollen from the hot make-out session but he didn’t mind, you were one hell of a kisser. One thing he didn’t see coming was how much of a little sex fiend you were, he swears he can’t keep up with how needy and slutty you are. He almost finds it cute how you pout and beg for him to let you have it while simultaneously humping him and refusing to let him part from the kiss.

Jungkook raised his hand and brought it down hard on your ass cheek, relishing in the resounding slap noise and how it recoiled/bounced in place. A slutty little moan escapes your lips as you pull back and pant softly against his lips, “Take ‘em off,” you slur softly, “hate these stupid shorts, gettin’ in my way.” You mumble with a tiny pout.

“Gonna let me see what’s underneath baby?” He looks up through his hooded eyes, grinning when he sees you eagerly nodding back at him, “Yeah? Go on then, slide ‘em off baby, show me what you got on.” He smacks your ass and gropes it harshly, only letting go when you whine at him while unbuttoning your shorts.

He swears under his breath as soon as the button pops open and you slip the zipper down. The hem of your undies comes into view, he sees a tiny bow sitting at the top so innocently and he can’t help but wonder what the rest of your panties are like.. Jungkook reclines back on the seat and parts his legs to make room for you.

You manage to slip your shorts down your thighs slowly with your hips swaying from side to side. Jungkook lets out an audible groan when he sees the cheeky undergarment that was hiding underneath. “Well don’t you look pretty,” he comments while running his hand over your ass, “bet you look prettier under.” He mumbles while licking his lips.

“But what about your kiss?” You pout.

Jungkook smacks your ass wickedly, “Don’t give me that fuckin’ pout. Didn’t know you were that eager to suck my cock, ‘s all you’re good for isn’t it baby? Just a dumb little thing who needs her mouth filled huh?” He grins when he hears you moan, “You gonna be a good little cock sleeve for me?”

“The best,” you happily slur, “ ‘m gonna swallow every last drop, promise.”

He finds it endearing when you hold your pinky out to him, and not wanting to be mean he hooks his pinky with yours, “Good girl.” He brings you in for a gentle little smooch, “Gonna ruin that pretty face of yours baby,” he whispers in-between kisses, “get on your knees for me.”

Jungkook finds that he likes how submissive and responsive you are to him, makes it a hundred times sexier in his opinion. You sink to your knees in front of him without missing a beat, you have your hands set over his knees as you sit there waiting with puppy eyes. “Go ahead baby, ‘s all yours.” He chuckles.

You eagerly paw at his sweats and with his help pull them down alongside his boxers until his fat cock is springing out and slapping against his lower abdomen. Your mouth waters when your eyes land on his perfectly sculpted cock, now you wanna feel it inside of you more than ever. His cock lays against his stomach, flush at the tip with prominent veins on the underside of his shaft.

“ ‘s mine…?” You whisper breathily while pursing yours lips, “ ‘s so pretty..” You’re talking more to yourself as you grab ahold of his throbbing cock and bring the mushroomy tip to your lips. Your tongue pokes out as you swirl it over the head, moaning softly at the tangy taste.

Jungkook bites down on his lip as he watches with hooded eyes, he can’t believe his wet dreams are coming true. Did he save an entire country in his past life? Made sense with how lucky he was right now. He brings his tattooed hand over the back of your head as he simply rests it there, letting you explore his dick like if it was a lollipop or some shit.

Your lips wrap around the head as you make these sloppy little sucking noises. Trickles of saliva begin to trickle down his cock, you use it as lube to stroke his girthy shaft—twisting and turning your hand around it while you noisily swallow around the tip. Jungkook’s lips part with breathy sighs escaping him, he relaxes into the seat and leans his head back with his eyes slipped shut.

You’re working wonders on his cock right now with the way you’re slowly taking more and more of him into your mouth. “Like that,” he whispers more to himself as he moans out again when you dip your tongue into the sensitive slit of his tip. Your strokes become slower but much more intense with the pressure you start applying. It’s getting a lot harder now to control himself from bucking his hips or something.

“Shit, don’t tease me baby,” he groans, “been thinking about your pretty little lips wrapped around my cock for weeks now. Knew you’d look pretty with a mouth full of cock.” Jungkook opens his eyes again to admire the view. “Open up for me baby,” he reaches down to thumb at your lower lip, “there you go—like that.” He grins.

He feeds you more of his cock watching as you eagerly take more and more until the tip hits the back of your throat. It sends you into a small gagging fit but the vibrations and pressure of your throat closing around him definitely sends zaps of hot pleasure down in his groin and lower belly. “Shit.” He groans loudly.

You whine around his cock and pull away to catch your breath, his cock slips from your mouth with a string of saliva connecting your lips to his cock. Jungkook hisses quietly under his breath and reaches down to stroke his slicked up cock, “Messy little thing you are.”

“Off, off, ‘s my turn.” You huff cutely before swallowing his cock in one go now that you’re a bit more prepared.

It takes Jungkook by surprise as he groans loudly and throws his head back. You begin working wonders with that sinful tongue of yours, pairing it with some mean ass sucks. He lets his hand slip from the back of your head to the nape of your neck, just holding you there as he lets you do your thing. You begin bobbing your head slowly while noisily swallowing around his cock.

“Fucking hell y/n,” he whispers slack-jawed, you’re a damn menace. How the hell is he supposed to last? “You just needed something to fill that needy hole of yours didn’t you?” He pants softly, “Knew the moment I saw you that you were made for my cock baby. If only you could see yourself now.” He licks his lips and gives your neck a small gentle squeeze between his fingers.

You slurp up all the slick you leave behind on his cock, your hand sits at the base just idly gripping him while your mouth does all the work. You pull all the way up until the tip sits in your mouth before you swoop back down to take all of him in. He repeatedly hits the back of your throat but you do a much better job at controlling your gag reflex this time around. Your sloppy pace definitely has Jungkook moaning and grunting under his breath.

“Gonna cum,” he sighs, “keep going—like that.” He whispers as a full body shudder falls over him.

You eagerly pull off his cock and begin stroking him at a frantic pace. You watch with glee as his cock begins to throb in your hold, but you don’t let it deter you one bit. You’re eager to see him cum, you want it all in your mouth. “Like this?” You say this while squeezing around the tip and flicking your thumb over it.

Jungkook gasps softly, “Fuck..!” He hisses.

You smile deviously and bring the tip over your lips, “Or like this?” You whisper, blowing softly over his sensitive head before you take him back into your mouth.

Jungkook lets out a mantra of “fucks” and “yes’s” as he reaches down to grip his cock, his hand covers your own as he begins moving your hand up and down on his cock. You suckle at the head and watch as he comes undone. “Oh fuckkk..” He whispers as his cock throbs, cum shooting down your throat as you swallow around him greedily.

He slumps in the seat and pants quietly while watching you clean his dick with your sinful little tongue. He doesn’t think he’s ever cum that hard in his entire life before. He saw the pearly white gates of heaven just now.. “A-Ah shit, no more baby, ‘s sensitive.” He chuckles breathily when you try to suck on his (slowly softening) cock.

You pull back with a cheerful smile on your face, the corner of your mouth has drool and a bit of cum but you don’t seem to mind, “ ‘s so pretty.” You coo like his dick is the most amazing thing ever, he watches you lean over to press a tiny little kiss to the sensitive head.

Are you even real??

“C’mere,” he pats his lap, “I saw the way you were humping your own hand like a bitch in heat the entire time you had my cock in your mouth.” He says as he hauls you up, “You also deserve a nice little thank you, don’t you baby?” He grins while stroking his hands over your soft cheeks.

You nod eagerly, “Mm-hm,” you wrap your arms around his neck and tug him closer, “do you wanna come upstairs after this? I wanna introduce you to my bunny Luna! Oh, and we can watch some anime together because I think it’s lame you haven’t seen Sailor Moon OR Death Note.” You huff in disbelief.

Little did Jungkook know that by saying yes to all that he’d end up staying for wayyyyy longer than he initially planned. You becoming (a important) part of his life was a bonus. <3

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[dolcettamagica]

can you please write a short drabble about daddy toji loving to fuck chubby reader?

TOJI FUSHIGURO loved your body. every inch of it. toji could never get enough of you.

he loved the way his fingers would grab onto your waist, digging deep in, leaving marks afterwards. the fact that he could fuck your thighs while rubbing his big, fat cock against your clit as you two were on an overfilled train. "don't make a sound, slut, I know you love this."

he loved to be able to grab you, toss you around, treat you rough and fuck you like a slut. he loved that space between your thigh and ass. your tits bouncing in front of his face every time you would ride his cock like a dirty, lil' bitch in heat. "fuck, baby girl…taking daddy's cock so fucking good."

he loved the view every time he would take you doggy, so he decided to pound into you once again, pressing your face down into the mattress while he spanked your ass.

"you like that, huh? daddy's big cock filling you up…hah…fuck– tell daddy how much you like it."

his balls were slapping against you over and over again, the sounds of your squelching pussy and slutty moans filling the room. your cunt clenching and pulsating around him. he filled you up perfectly, kissing your cervix with every thrust.

"pl–please, daddy…please wanna cum 's bad, daddy"

toji kept staring at your ass, the waves it made, the recoil.

"fuck, fuck, fuck!…your fucking body"

his thrusts turned sloppy yet harder at the same time. he could feel it. he could feel himself cumming just by staring at your ass a little bit too long. but he couldn't help it.

suddenly he pulled out, his cum painting your ass and reaching up to your back. his breath was heavy, his growl low as he met sweet release.

shyly you turned around to face him, you found your release the same time he did. you were ready for his usual sweet aftercare but were met with intense, primal hunger in toji's eyes.

his eyes were clued on your body. your soft tits, your cute tummy bulge, your trembling thick legs. he wanted to devour you. cum all over you. fuck, he wanted to fill every hole of yours with his cum and breed you.

"…how are you hard, again?"

"shut the fuck up and get over here."

[madamechrissy]

Dirty Little Secret

ꕥ Pairings: Toji Fushiguro x Fem Reader

ꕥ Warnings-MDNI-explicit sexual content, dirty talk, Toji calls reader 'doll, ma, slut (Toji and Doll just work lol) Age gap- reader is 21, Toji is 39. - This chapter-explicit sex, fingering, rough sex, public sex, dirty talk, daddy kink (it's Toji so that's its own warning lol)

ꕥ Word Count- 6.5k

ꕥ Summary- Toji Fushiguro is your dad Shiu's best friend for years. You've known him most your life. You come home for spring break to relax, and who pops up at the fucking doorstep? Toji. He's nasty, annoying, perverted and... Sexy. Hot. Built. And makes you think, maybe your first time shouldn't be with some college boy? But with this buff dude who can tie a cherry stem with his tongue and a scar on his damn lip.

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Chapter 7

You wake up and blink lazily, seeing the hints of sunlight streaming through the room, and Toji Fushiguro’s huge arm is wrapped around you, holding you so tight. You sigh happily, snuggling deeper, in this little bliss that would surely soon be destroyed, and it killed you to think of. It was a matter of time before life happened, and in just a couple of days you’d be back to school.

This will be over…

You don’t want it to end.

You feel his hard length against your ass then, pressing, and you bite your lower lip as pressure builds in your core, fuck will you always be soaked around Toji? You wiggle a bit, gasping as his hand squeezes your tummy then, gripping the little tummy there as you lay on your side, and you go to shove his hand off, making him laugh against your neck.

“Don’t touch it!” You hiss, but he caresses it again, before squishing it. “No stop… I don’t have abs like you!”

“It’s cute and tiny, shut up lil brat.” He kisses your cheek again, and pinches the little tummy once more, making you blush. “You can’t be embarrassed, your body is so fucking nice.”

“Yeah but lemme lay on my back. It looks so much better.”

“I like it. I like this too.” Now he’s pinching the plush of your thighs, as he presses his cock eagerly against you.

“So you like where I’m squishy!?”

“The fuck you think, doll? I need to show ya?” He grunts the words then, and you feel him press against your soaking wet little cunt, right over those little shorts you’re wearing.

“Y-yeah, show me.” You whisper, as you arch your ass up for more, and he’s grinding his cock over both of your clothes, groaning in your ear, so sexy there’s a wet spot from you and Toji’s precum. He’s grabbing your breast now, squishing it in his hand, and it feels so good you can’t take it.

“Especially like the squish here.” He murmurs seductively, and it wrecks you, taking over your entire body with the sensations.

“Fuck, Toji…” You lean back your head and he kisses you softly, his hand moving lower, his fingers slipping into your wetness under your waist band. You try to hold back a moan, but it’s impossible, and you feel your body start to respond to his touch, your hips moving back against his hand.

“Soaked, doll, aren’t ya? You’re so slutty f’me.” You whine then, and he uses one hand to cover your mouth, shaking his head. “It’s morning, shh.”

You nod eagerly, sighing against his palm, and you reach back and stroke his thigh, sliding up behind you as he’s running little circles on your clit. When you reach his thick length he groans quietly, his hand moving faster, making you tense as you feel a climax build from just that.

Any touch Toji gives you has you writhing.

“C-cumming…” You whisper out, and you feel his hand tighten around your waist, holding you in place as he works his fingers faster, side to side, and you cover your mouth with your own hand, screaming into it as you fall apart.

“That’s it, doll, come for me, come all over Daddy’s fingers.” And you do, your body convulsing in his arms, your eyes squeezed shut as you try to keep the noise down, cunt throbbing around nothing.

"Toji, fuck me please." He groans, his teeth sinking into your shoulder, and then you feel him pulling your shorts to the side, and his cock is now pressing against your entrance, slippery and hot.

“Gonna be the death of me, doll.” His words just urge you on to no end, and then he’s yanking a thigh over his, and slipping into your pussy from behind, filling you so full you have to grit your teeth not to scream out. “F-fuck…”

“Mnh!” You can’t hide every moan, not when he starts to slide in easier, you’re so wet you can hear it. You bite your lip to keep from screaming as he starts to fuck you slow and deep, his hand still playing with your clit again, and you can’t take it. “Cumming, cumming!”

“So easy, m’barely moving baby.” You just whine, as he’s hitting new spots in this position, and you cling to the arm wrapped around you, ass pressing against his body for more, more as you gush around his length. You’re so slippery it’s sliding down your thighs, down to the sheets, making Toji groan. “Feel so fuckin good, doll.”

You can feel every inch of him inside you, stretching you out, making you feel so full, and it’s all you can do to keep from begging for more out loud, from screaming out. You’re so close again, and you know he knows it. His strokes get faster, his breath hot against your neck, his grip on your thigh tightening, he’s so deep he’s smacking your cervix, and you’re already close again.

You’ve cum so much so quick it’s intense, maddening, as you inhale Toji’s scent, as you feel his hard muscles contract, as his cock steadily fucks any senses you have ever had. He’s fucking rougher and rougher, making you bite your own hand to suppress a scream of pleasure, but it’s getting harder and harder to stop your noises, not when you’re clenching around the thick cock in you.

Toji’s relentless on your clit again, and you have to bury your face in the soft pillow, panting when you can feel your pussy clenching around him, and he groans softly, slowing down finally, gripping your body tightly against him. He’s kissing sloppy down your neck, tickling the skin and making your back arch, you reach back to touch him, any of him, just to feel him.

You both are a tangled mess in the blankets, you feel his sweat on you, feel his cock thickening in your aching little hole. He presses up into you, so deep you can’t take it, and you’re pulsing all around his cock, wetness sliding out around and down him, crying out louder than you should, making him cover your mouth again.

“Shut the fuck up, doll. Or no more dick.” You just whine, it feels so good it’s like you’re drunk on him, you’re dying. “Shut this pretty mouth, shh.”

You struggle, gritting your teeth and then rocking on him, he stutters his rhythm as your climax makes your walls tighten around his cock like a vise, burying his face in your neck and softly moaning. You yank his hand down, looking back at him and smirking. “Daddy…”

Toji starts cumming immediately at that, busting his load deep inside your cunt, filling you with warmth that spreads through your walls. He’s gripping you tight as he’s quietly groaning in your ear, pumping you full. You relish in it, in feeling him shoving his cock in so deep you can’t stand it, pushing his cum in more and more, as it’s slipping down between you two.

“Holy fuck, you’re evil, brat.” He speaks through gritted teeth, and you giggle then, but soon you hear it, a knock.

Shit.

Both of you tense, and he shushes you by slamming a hand down on your mouth harshly this time, you just shut your eyes, terrified, as everything is crashing down, the reality you refuse to let come in your head.

“Toji, can we talk?” Your dad says then, and your eyes widen in terror, both of you stare at each other.

“Um yeah, I’ll be down in a few.” Toji speaks calmly, while you’re losing your ever loving shit, damn near hyperventilating in his grasp. You all are still intimately connected, the aftershocks of your orgasm squeezing his cock.

“Yeah okay, have a company thing I thought we could bring Kiddo to tonight. Bunch of our old buddies. I’ll see you in the kitchen.” He walks away, and you both listen as the footsteps descend, and finally you both exhale.

“That was too close.” You murmur, and he sighs, easing out of you, making both of you hiss at it.

“Your fuckin fault, brat. ‘Oh let me cuddle you Toji, please’ now look.” You glare up at him as you get dressed.

“Whatever, you loved it.” He pauses, looking down, and then back up at you with a scowl, grabbing you by your shoulders roughly.

“Playing a dangerous game, doll. If you want some chance of this to work, you need to be careful these last couple days. Got it?”

“But what if he knew? What if I tell him and-”

“No.”

“No!?”

“Fuck no. Now I gotta go, get to your room and clean up, look like ya got fucked all night.” He smirks then, as you cross your arms and scowl, watching his tall silhouette disappear out of the room.

*****

After some Scooby Doo level sneaking, you’re presentable and coming downstairs where Toji and Shiu are drinking coffee. They both smile as you approach, Toji’s a smirk of course, as he looks your body up and down. You yawn a bit, as if you’ve just woken up.

“Coffee, kiddo?” Your dad asks, and you smile.

“Yes please! Morning dad.” You kiss his cheek and he kisses the top of your head, and then you look at Toji. “Morning, old man.”

“Morning brat.” Shiu snorts at your typical exchange, and you thankfully take the hot coffee, sipping it down your sore throat. Deep throating Toji hurts.

“So we’re going to a work get-together tonight, some of our old colleagues, they’re a rough bunch but I think that you will enjoy a couple of my friend’s kids. They’re about your age.”

You flush, and notice Toji’s big hand tightening on his black mug, the veins popping out of the rugged skin. “Are you trying to get me a boyfriend?”

“No, just… well you haven’t had any since High school. Who was that boy again?” Shiu taps his chin, and you feel Toji’s gaze on you.

“Yuuta.”

“Yeah him. Then Yuuji right? That’s Megumi’s best friend.”

“So long ago dad…” You trail off, embarrassed as he points out your lack of boyfriends in your history.

“Megumi is a good boy, isn’t he Toji?” Toji snorts out some of his coffee then, and you’re struggling to hold in a snort yourself, busying yourself with looking up at the ceiling then.

“Love these can lights dad.” Shiu rolls his eyes, sighing.

“What, Toji, you wouldn’t want Megumi with her? She’s amazing, you know. And he’s a sweet kid.” Toji wipes himself up on his shirt, he’s so messy and you kind of love it wow, before clearing his throat.

“I know she’s a catch all right. Look at her.” His words are so full of intent, as he looks at you.

“Exactly. Straight A student, talented, beautiful. And can kick some ass.” You giggle then, shaking your head.

“I did like one year of karate, dad.”

“I taught you plenty! Just saying. You two would be cute together.”

“You’re a matchmaker now?” You ask him, and he shakes his head.

“Just want you to be happy. Too serious all the time.” He ruffles your hair, and you pout a bit at that.

Were you too serious?

Toji railing you wasn’t serious, was it…

Your feelings were, though.

“Well, maybe I should say the same about you and Mei, hmm?” You poke at his chest and he flushes. “Ah, see! Uno reverse dad.”

“Okay at least be open to meeting someone, last night you got so upset. Was the boy rude?” You tremble then, shaking your head and sipping the dark, hot coffee, letting it burn your tongue.

“No, not rude, I’m picky is all.”  Your eyes linger on Toji, who was being quiet, but he opens his mouth then.

“Nothing wrong with being picky.” Toji chimes in, and Shiu agrees.

“Not that either of us were, huh?” He comes to Toji then, shoving his arm, and Toji actually blushes. Toji Fushiguro blushing huh!? “I think we fucked the entire sorority.”

You blink then, glaring, and Toji’s rubbing the back of his neck, that well muscled broad neck, just looking away. “I mean, nah that was you. I was fucking the bad girls. Not the one that had the-”

“Oh fuck, that one!”

They start reminiscing about being hoes, and quite frankly it irritates you. But god, Toji had how long he’d been fucking? And you were a virgin when he met you, of course he was experienced, you felt it constantly. But something about him being like that with someone hurt your chest in ways that made no sense.

“I’m over this conversation, you two were both man whores.” They both chuckle then, and suddenly it hits you. You would ruin their friendship.

Fuck you’re awful, aren’t you?

Your dad would forgive you, would he forgive Toji?

“Sorry, kiddo. You're up for coming tonight though?” You nod, rinsing out your cup then, as wild images fill your overheated mind.

“Not sure I have anything to wear fancy though.”

“You left things here in your closet, anything fit?”

“Hmm I’ll go check.” You head upstairs again, peeking through your closet and seeing dresses lined up on hangers, you hum to yourself, peeking around until you hit one of the pretty black dresses that looks like it would still fit.

You try it on, it’s glittery and clings to your curves, a little snug on your bust but damn near perfect. You peek in the mirror and see your flushed cheeks, your bright eyes, all brought on by a man you couldn’t talk about. As your dad talks about boyfriends and Toji is who you want. How had it gotten so deep, so quick?

*****

That Night

Toji sees you descending the stairs in that gorgeous dress, the one that clings to your every curve, shimmering like your eyes are, but not even close to how brilliant they were. How could Toji even describe your eye color? And why was Toji musing about such things, when he used to care more about tits or ass, why then is he looking at your cute nose, your pretty smile?

Tits were nice as fuck but it was all of you, your energy as you enter every room, sometimes shy and sometimes bold, you had no problem smacking the fuck out of him, nor did you mind kissing him sweetly. You had no issue riding him but also melted under him. You are nothing like he’s ever known, and every moment by you, he worries more and more.

How will he just let you go?

You’ll go live your life once you’re done with him, you think that you won’t, but he already knows it in his heart, like a punch to the gut. What would people even think of him with you? What would your dad think, if he could get past surely beating Toji the fuck up. The whole thing is going to blow up in his face, and it’s his fault, because what he thought was fun was…

Everything to him now. He lost himself in your damn eyes, he’s thinking sappy shit all the time, fuck if you’re not the worst for that. For feeling like you’re made for him, for looking so beautiful, for calling him out on his bullshit. You’re so beyond your years, fuck you’re beyond anyone he’s met, and now his selfish actions are just going to hurt you both.

Just the thought of seeing you dance again makes him sick. Toji had never been possessive either, of any woman he’d been with, then again he hadn’t been close with someone in so many years. And even the love he had before, with Megumi’s mom, it wasn’t like this, this was something different.

He loves you so much he doesn’t know if he can ruin your life.

“Aw, you look beautiful honey.” Shiu says then, and you flush at the praise, as you step down in front of both of them.

“And you look handsome, dad.” You pop a kiss on his cheek, leaning up, and then you look at Toji, whose eyes are so dark they look black, a heated look on his face, lips in a stern line, drawing attention to that scar.

Where did it come from, you wonder? For knowing him your entire life, you don’t know enough about him, and would you get such a chance?

“Ya look beautiful, doll.” Toji helps you down the step with his hand, and you lift the dress just a bit, revealing heels you just never wear, and his gaze slides down your leg then. “If I was twenty again…”

“I’ll punch you in the face, Fushiguro.” Shiu says with a smack, something Toji had teased at a couple years ago, but now the shit had meaning.

And it hurt your feelings.

You didn’t want Toji at twenty, you want Toji now, like he is. You crave him so bad it’s physically painful, the loss of just the warmth of his hand hurts. He smirks a bit, trying to play it off, but you can feel the tension between you both in the room, so much so you’re genuinely surprised your dad didn’t notice.

“What can I say, she’s beautiful.”

“She is, but also fuck you.” You giggle at that, as your dad snatches you up now, and you wish you could be this perfect daughter he thinks, but at this point you’re so far from it.

The car ride there is awkward until you all pick up Mei, who looks stunning in a blue gown, and then it’s more awkward as you sit next to Toji, his hands on his own thighs, not sneaking any touches. It was as if you both knew you should be more careful, but the inability to touch him as you wish to makes you die a little more inside, especially at the thought of…

Seeing Toji dance with someone.

That’s what happens later, as you’re sipping on your third glass of champagne, and Toji is dancing with a couple different colleagues. He smirks a bit, and he’s stiff, and his eyes keep catching yours across the elegant ballroom of this old, fancy hotel. But to see him with anyone shatters you, so you drink… too much. More than you normally would.

The alcohol starts to pulse through you, as some boy asks you to dance, fuck that’s what all these ‘men’ became compared to Toji Fushiguro, they became boys. And now you’re watching elegant women, with careers and confidence, dancing with the man who makes you feel the most beautiful. While you’re dancing with some boy fawning over you.

You can’t notice, you can’t care to learn his name.

You also notice Shiu and Mei dancing, and for them you’re so happy, to see your dad smile was the best thing, but would Shiu ever accept you doing something so awful? Toji had been right, you all would never work, especially when you go your separate ways, Toji lives hours away and you go to college. And who knows what women he gets.

You’re jealous, huh?

People are dancing all over, the swirls of energy around you, the music so loud that the bass is thumping in your chest. You feel the tears sting your eyes, and the champagne isn’t helping. You’re tipsy, and the boy is saying something, but all you can think about is Toji’s husky voice, his strong arms and how it would feel to dance with him. The way he whispers your name… and oh you just can’t take this, you are trembling at how upset you are.

It’s all too much, so you let go of the boy, your cheeks burning, and you start to make your way to the bathroom, to splash water on your face or just cry honestly, but you’re stopped.

“You okay, doll?” Toji’s big hand is on your elbow, and you just nod, sniffling and not looking at him. “No you’re not.”

You swipe at your eyes, blinking rapidly. “I’m fine, just tired.”

“You're lyin’ to me doll, why?” He’s so concerned, he smells so good, he feels so good, and that’s your breaking point.

Your eyes lock with his, and you lean in, making him gulp and nervously look around for a moment, but honestly the alcohol and your jealousy has you feeling too much, and losing your senses. Your hands are on his hard chest over the dress shirt that looks so odd on the man you knew to wear gym tees, but it also was so attractive you can’t think.

Fuck you want him.

“I hate you dancing with anyone.” You whisper then, and he exhales, his grip sliding down your arm. “It makes me fuckin… depressed, kay?”

“You’re drunk, aren’t you brat?” You giggle at that, rolling your eyes and then sliding your hands down his hard chest, making him drag you away from prying eyes, inside the bathroom now. “What are you thinking!?”

“Thinking that I can’t stand this. I want your arms around me.” You yank him to you, and he groans, shaking his head and pulling back. You feel tears prick your eyes as he gently cups your face.

“You’ll get us caught, you need to stop. I can’t fuckin think right when you touch me, you know.” You shiver at his tone, so your hand glides down, rubbing lower and lower until it’s over his cock outline of his trousers. He groans, leaning down and his lips are so close…

“I need you, I need you so bad.” You cry out softly, and he’s moaning, tall and looming over you, so fucking big compared to you, and you just ache for him so badly it’s like you can’t think.

“You’re drunk, doll…”

“I’m not. Three glasses.”

“You’re a lightweight, brat.”

“Nah…” You rub him again, yanking him down by his black tie, that he somehow tied perfectly, and his dark green eyes lock on yours, hungry, his hands sliding down to your waist now.

“You’re tryna kill me, huh?” He whispers those words, angry, glaring down at you now. “Not here. What the fuck are you thinking?”

“I can’t think with you. I’m too in love to fucking think.” Toji freezes then, and so do you, mouth dropped open, and your eyes wide. “Fuck, I said that out loud, didn’t I? Shit.”

“How drunk are you? Love me? That’s fuckin stupid.” You glare then, as your heart is racing, as your pulse is thrumming, as there is just too much fucking built up you can’t take it.

“Why, think you don’t deserve it?” He glares, then he snatches you up, pulling you into a kiss that was desperate and hungry, his tongue demanding entrance as his hand slid down to cup your ass, lifting you up onto the sink. You moan in pleasure, as everything takes you over, and you wrapped your legs around his waist, grinding your needy cunt against him.

“Fuck you, brat. Fuck you.” He is furious as he speaks, his touch his hard and grip so fucking tight you can’t take it, the possessive touch, that burns your skin.

“Why, because I love you?” He damn near whimpers in your ear, as he’s kissing up your neck, hot, messy kisses, mostly his tongue and teeth, and you’re whimpering, clinging to him. You don’t care if anyone could hear, you need him more than you've ever needed anything.

“You’re drunk. And a fucking idiot. You don’t. Just look at you…” He’s back to kissing you again, and now it’s more heated, his big hands sliding up under your dress, his fingers finding your wet panties, and now he’s groaning. "Fuck, you're so wet."

“For you.” He curses, slamming back down on your lips, right in this bathroom, where anyone could walk in, but you just gasp into his mouth as he slides a finger inside your slick entry, the friction sending waves of pleasure through your body.

“You kill me. Why do you have to feel like this, look like this… taste like this.” He kisses down your chest, as his thick finger plays your little cunt, your hands grip his inky black hair, for once so neat, messing it completely. Your head falls back, smacking the fancy gold mirrors behind you, as you gush around his fingers.

"Toji," you moaned, your hips rocking against his hand eagerly. "Please, please… need you."

“This is stupid. You’re gonna get us caught. And I can’t fucking turn you down, either.” He curses again, and every cuss word was so sexy, as you cup his handsome face, placing a kiss on the corner of his lips, feeling his hot breath on your swollen lips, and now he’s got two fingers working on you, and you struggle to focus. “That fucking face you make? Fuck…”

“Fuck me, please. Please. Don’t fucking dance with anyone.” He groans, his lashes low over his eyes, pupils dilated, and you know you’re fucking stupid, as he’s yanking his trousers down, as his thick cock slaps his stomach.

“Jealous little bitch huh?” His words just fuel you, and you scowl, swiping the pre cum on his tip and making his cock twitch.

“You don’t like it either, do you?” You whisper, and he’s yanking you by your thighs, holding your panties to the side, tip eager between your drooling lips, you cry out and he shoves your mouth closed with a hand.

“No I hate watching anyone with you, the fuck you think!? But I know I can’t even have you.”

“You do have me. Mnh… Toji, please.” You’re clinging to him, against any good sense, and he can’t even stop you, he’s just as helpless for you. You both are addicted to each other, and there’s not much either of you can do to stop it.

“We can’t right here, fuck… c’mere.” He snatches you up, making you squeak, and now you all are in a stall, and he’s clicking the lock shut, carrying you like you’re nothing, slamming you on the black door of the stall. “What do you do to me? Evil little bitch.” He curses, and you bite his lip then, hard, making him groan, and he’s slid his cock deep, to the fucking hilt.

You scream out, he has to cover your lips with his, and you’re drooling as his cock slides out and then in, hard, slamming your back against the door with such force you’re shocked it doesn’t fly of the hinges. Toji is stupidly rough, leaking tip bullying its way through your walls, that flutter around him, pressure in your tummy building.

“Fuck… Toji…” You whimper against his lips, he sighs, eyes locking, brows drawn together in concentration as he places one hand on the back of your neck, yanking your hair, forcing your head back.

 “You make me stupid.”

“You already were.” He glares, slamming hard, and you gasp, clinging to him and crying out.

“Fuckin brat.”

“Asshole.”

“Lil slut.”

“Manwhore.” Now you two are aggressive, tearing into each other, and Toji’s owning you right in a bathroom stall, fucking you so good it’s impossible to stay quiet, until you’re trembling, your wetness sliding down his length.

“Oh my… fuck.” He groans out, eyes catching yours then, blown out pupils, parted lips that are glossy from kissing you, teeth bared as he fucks up into you brutally, and your head lolls to the side, as you start cumming. “Shh, shh.”

His hand is smacking down over your mouth as he’s pumping in and out, his eyes never leaving yours, and it’s so intimate you can’t take it, tears pour from your eyes as he silently plunges into you over and over. You’re shattering around him, pulsing with the aftershocks of your orgasm, shaking violently as he continues to wreck you.

“Why ya gotta be so fuckin perfect? You kill me.” He whispers, letting your mouth go to kiss you again, it’s bumping teeth, messy tongues and drool, as you’re close to the edge again.

“I love you.” He scowls, slamming harder, shaking his head.

“Don’t say it. It’ll just hurt more.” You blink out more tears, down your cheek, as he slows his thrusts, rolling his hips, you gasp at how fucking good it feels.

“Don’t care, d-don’t care… it’s t-true.” You whisper back, whimpering as you’re tightening down on him again, and he’s thickening in you.

“S’not true. Don’t. Just hurts me.” His face breaks you, the angst and sorrow on his handsome features, and you just shake your head. “Don’t, doll. Already wreck me, fuckin stop that.”

“Scared. Scared. Mnh.” You tense as his curved dip drags along your walls, as his big hands grip your thighs, as he’s fucking you into the stall door, and you can’t get enough of it, losing yourself in the mind numbing pleasure.

“Fuck you.”

“Put a baby in me.” He stops, full halt, mouth wide open at your words, and you can’t really blame the alcohol that is warming you, not when you truly want to say those fucking words. He’s gripping you so hard you wince in pain, but you feel him throbbing inside your cunt, and you bite your lip, whimpering.

“Don’t fucking say that shit.” He grunts out, and you just smirk, causing him to scowl at you.

“Don’t want to, huh? What kinda daddy are- ah!” He’s shoved his cock so deep you can’t take it, you’re spasming, thighs hurting at the force apart around his hips, and you’re embarrassingly gushing all down both of you, dripping on the floor.

“You’re a psycho. Evil. What the-” You can’t take it, not when he’s fucking you again, so goddamn mean.

“Don’t want to?”

“Yes I want to. Put a baby in you. Breed you.” He’s whining the words in a husky, deep voice, as he’s steady fucking into you, thrusts getting erratic, his breath hot on your lips, eyes staring into yours. “Fuck I wanna keep you pregnant.”

“Do it.” He’s glaring again, and you’re grinning, but he fucks that grin into a moan of pleasure, into your mouth open in an O shape, your nails digging into the fabric of his dress shirt, cunt wrecked and aching.

“Do it? The fuck is wrong with you. You don’t want that.” You just giggle, still buzzed and losing it more and more.

“I do, put one in me. Please.” Toji loses it then, fucking you so hard there’s no mistaking the skin smacking, the door banging, and if anyone would come in neither of you could stop.

“Fuck you for that. Fuck you, lil evil bitch.”

“Fuck you, Toji, for making me… this… way. Fuck you.”

You both glare, but then he’s moaning, kissing you deeply, and both of you eat each other’s mouths up, devouring every inch. “Gonna put a baby in you right here, in a bathroom like a lil slut huh?”

“Ya scared? Do it.” He’s growling as he pushes in, mouth on yours again, pressing in and starting to pulse inside you as you’re thrown off the edge that is Toji Fushiguro.

“Me, scared? You’re just a lil brat.”

“You’re an- mnh- old man.”

“Lil girl is all you are.”

“Daddy.” He’s cumming now, at the word, you’re calling your dad’s best friend that as your own dad is outside, and you give little to no fucks, as Toji clings to you so tightly, as he moans is release into your lips.

“Oh my- F-fuck… fucking brat. Fucking bitch.” He’s cumming as he cusses, and you’re cumming now too, fueled by his nasty words, by his cum streaming in your eager cunt, and he’s looking right at you as he does, lips parted, brows together, brow scrunched up.

“Fuck you, Toji. Love you, Toji.” He’s kissing you, shaking hands holding you, one sliding up to cup your cheek, big and warm, his forest gaze so heady you get lost in those eyes.

“Don’t do this t’me. Fucking evil. You don’t mean it.” You laugh softly then, as he’s still inside you, and he hisses at the sensation of your cunt tightening around his slick length, as his cum drips out.

“I do mean it.”

“No.”

“You don’t love me.”

“I do!” You both pause then, and he eases out of you with a wince, and you feel so… empty. He’s fixing your outfit, your hair, sighing as you just stare up at him.

“You what!?” You ask, and he sighs, jaw clenching.

“It’ll make it worse, doll. Tear my heart and crush it.”

“No, it won’t…”

“We need to go before it’s even worse.” He is taking you toward the door then, as you process what the fuck just happened, as you realize he may feel the same.

The alcohol makes you flush, but Toji’s cum dripping out of your cunt makes you blush, fuck it makes you die. He makes you die, this tall asshole who calls you a slut in such a way he might as well say darling. This dickhead who you can’t keep your hands off.

Just begged him to put a baby in you.

What the fuck is Toji doing?

You both walk out then, and then you’re face to face with Shiu, who’s scowling at Toji, his fists clenching and unclenching, and you just gasp, bringing his attention to you now. His light brown eyes just look sadly at you, fuck he doesn’t even seem mad, but when he looks at Toji?

Shit.

“Outside, now.” He quietly demands, and Toji sighs, looking back at you, holding your shoulders and bending low.

“One for the road.” He slams his lips before you can protest the sentiment, then Toji Fushiguro fallows Shiu Kong out, only for you to run out after them, running to your dad once you’re all out in the night.

“Dad… please, it’s my fault. I am drunk and…”

“No, honey, it could never be your fault. It’s him.” He says through gritted teeth, cracking his knuckles and tossing a dress jacket on the grass. Toji tenses, sighing as he does the same. “Toji Fushiguro, wanna tell me how long you’ve been sleeping with my daughter!?”

“Dad, no!” Toji sighs, no smirk to him, just staring at you longingly for a moment, making Shiu even more furious.

“Since I got here damn near.” You gasp, and Shiu punches him right in the face, you shudder at the sound of bone and fist smashing.

“Dad, it was me!”

“No, it wasn’t you. It was all me.” Toji makes you start crying again, and he sighs, looking at Shiu. “She’s a good girl. This was on me.”

“Tell me you didn’t, tell me after all those years of cleaning your fuck ups, of treating you like family, that you didn’t fucking do this!” Shiu’s voice cracks, as he punches Toji in the stomach, and you can’t stop the sobs.

“Be mad at me. At me.” You plead, but Shiu looks at you, sadness in his eyes. Fuck is that dissapointment!?

“You are young, it’s not your fault. You got manipulated by this asshole, old enough to be your dad.”

“No, dad I… dad I love him.” Toji’s eyes are wide, and Shiu’s scowl grows, as he punches Toji again, on top of him and grabbing him by the collar. You’re in horror as you watch the two most important people like this. Your heart shatters.

“You’ve done a number on her. You know she had no fucking experience, you knew she didn’t know better.”

“Yeah, I knew.” Toji does nothing to stop Shiu’s hits, sickening, as he has a bloody lip.

“Not gonna fight me, Toji?”

“No. I deserve worse.” Shiu pauses then, sighing, shaking his head as he stays straddled on him, holding him up. “I knew what I was doing. I’m a piece of shit for it, I deserve it all.”

“Toji stop! Dad, I wanted it.”

“Don’t say that.” Shiu looks at you, devastated, and you feel horrible, as Toji just lets him punch him again. “He did this to you.”

“I did.”

“Just go, never come back around me.” Shiu stands, and Toji sits up a bit, wiping the blood off his lip, wincing.

“I deserv more hits than that, Shiu, go for it.”

Shiu frowns, clenching and unclenching his fists, and you’re staring at the chaos you caused, all because you couldn’t control yourself. All because you got jealous Toji danced with someone. Now your dad is losing his best friend, and you’re losing Toji, probably for good. You can’t stop your sobs.

“Baby… I’m sorry you saw this.” Shiu hugs you, and you can’t stop your sobs, as you see a watery image of Toji standing.

“I swear it wasn’t some manipulation. I-I did this too. I’m not a little girl, I’m a grown woman.”

“It doesn’t matter, you’re still a baby compared to him.”

“You are better off without me, doll.” Shiu scowls, holding you.

“Get your shit and be gone before I get home. And you…” He turns to you then, frowning. “Are you okay?”

“No, I’m not, you’re blaming it all on him! When I started it tonight.”

“And you started it all together?” You look away. “That’s what I thought. You’re young, honey, just forget this.”

Forget this!?

“Your dad’s right.”

“Shut the fuck up, Toji.” Shiu scowls, but Toji walks up to you then, close but not so close as to get punched again. “Lucky I don’t kill you.”

“I wouldn’t blame ya if ya did.” He sighs, wiping blood off his face, dark eyes on yours, and you can’t stop the tears, the tightening in your chest. “I’m shit for this, I can’t even apologize, and neither of you should forgive me.”

“I won’t.”

“Toji… Dad…”

“No, he’s right, I’d protect my kid too from someone like me.” Shiu is frowning, and you see the pain in his face.

“I thought we were family.” He says, and your ache is a full out pain, as your breath is coming in pants, as your heart races.

“We were and I’m… fucking a piece of shit. I’m sorry. Really. To both of you, just forget I existed.”

“I can’t! What, I-”

“Go.” You blink rapidly as Toji walks off, and you’re left with your dad looking at you, pity clear on his eyes. “I’m so sorry he did this. This is my fault, I should have never trusted him.”

“I swear, it’s on me.”

“You’re young. You’ll move on.”

You could never move on from him, from the broad silhouette walking away, and you just want to chase him, you want to hold him, want him to pick you up like nothing and kiss you. You want his brutal kisses every day of your life, forever. You feel nausea in waves as you watch him leave, maybe for good.

What have you done?

Chapter 8

Ao3 chap https://archiveofourown.org/works/57496135/chapters/149056444

[deviantdaffodil]

Heya! Any chance you could write a very dominant Saiki Kusuo with a (optional- fatter) bratty reader? Love some physic orgasms, or powers in use for smexy time. If you aren't comfortable or don't want to do any of this absolutely no worries!!!!

kusuo saiki x reader

request

good golly sorry this took so long to get to , i have been . going through it.

contains: oral (fem receiving) , mentions of breeding , mentions of chubbier reader (i myself am a little on the bigger side so <3) , husband/wife content bc i said so !!!!! , established relationship , use of his powers ;) , reader knows of saikis abilities btw , little bit of brat tamer saiki , lil bit of degrading , i love saiki

You tried so so so hard to keep your mind as silent as you could as you watched Kusuo carefully as he walked across the living room. Your eyes were shamelessly fixated on his ass while he walked. What gave him the right to have such a cute butt? Shit, your mind began to start turning the cogs in your brain. You tried desperately to fight it off; you couldn’t risk Kusuo hearing your thoughts. Kusuo stretched then sighed deeply. He plopped himself down next to you on the couch. You could feel sweat dripping down your forehead. Not only were you fighting not to grab your poor husband’s ass, you were desperate to have his mouth on your clit.

“I can hear you. Good grief.. You’re so loud..” Kusuo said aloud.

You swallow hard. “Whatever do you mean?” you ask in a sad attempt to play dumb. He looks at you, deadpan. You pout, cheeks burning in embarrassment.

‘All these dirty thoughts, just for me?’ Kusuo was speaking telepathically to you now, mindlessly scrolling on his phone. ‘So dirty! You’re a dirty whore, aren’t you?’

Your mind is blank, Kusuo is aware of that. Now he’s got you where he wants you. Your mind was so focused on seeing him between your thighs, completely devouring your pussy. You bite your lip, looking over at him. You wondered how far you’d have to push him to make his walls come down.

“And? You wont do anything about it,” You smirk, glancing over at him. He’s still scrolling on his phone, but his eyebrow is raised.

‘Oh yeah? Is that what you think?’ His purple eyes flicker in your direction. ‘You think you can get a rise out of me, baby?’ Your face flushes at the pet name. ‘How about this.’ He gets to his feet and stands in front if you, looking down at you with a deadpan look on his face. He squats down and suddenly your thighs spread apart.

“H-Hey!”

Your plea is met on deaf ears, Kusuo looks into your eyes, licking his lips. His eyes flick in between your legs then back up to your eyes. “Are you okay with this?” He asks aloud, in a gentle tone. Your face turns red and you nod, giving him the go ahead.

Kusuo peppers your thigh with kisses. ‘Take them off,’ Kusuo’s voice was a low rumble in your mind now. You comply, slipping your shorts and underwear off. He looks up at you, grabbing the back of your knees and pulling you to the edge of the couch. He grabbed a handful of your thigh and squeezed, kissing the other. He kisses your pussy, squeezing and rubbing your thighs. ‘So good.. You taste so good..’ He looks up at you and gives your tummy a gently kiss. You always liked when he did that. You know he did it because he knows you’re insecure about it sometimes, especially during intimate moments like this. He kisses your clit then runs his tongue over your folds, letting it prod at your entrance. ‘Good.. You’re already so wet for me.. Your pussy is so delicious..’ He was constantly projecting his thoughts into your head while he ate you out; it was his favorite thing to do.

You whimpered and moaned quietly as he did this to you, hoping to be able to keep your composure. You run your hands through his pink hair, careful of his ‘antennae’. “Kusuo..” you plea was soft and gently, earning a verbal groan from Kusuo. You pet his head as he lapped and sucked at your clit, now gently sliding a finger into you. You threw your head back, mouth agape with a quiet moan.

‘Let me hear you,’ Kusuo growled in your mind. ‘Let everyone hear you baby.. or I’ll make them hear you..’ You knew he meant he’d project hour thoughts as far as he could. Just the idea of that made you wanna disappear with embarrassment. He continued curling his now two fingers in you while using his tongue to rub your clit.

You couldn’t stand it anymore - you moan out for him, impulsively squeezing your thighs around his head. “So good,” you cried, “you’re treating me so good..”

‘Good girl,’ Kusuo purred in your mind. ‘You look so beautiful like this.’ You looked down at him and he was staring right at you. The two of you locked eyes as he ate you out, unashamed. You moaned as you could feel yourself getting closer to your orgasm. ‘If you be a good girl and cum for me I’ll knock you up,’ Kusuo began to project his babbling into your mind, ‘You’d look so pretty all swollen with my baby. You wanna make a baby? You want me to fill you up?’ He kept licking and sucking and even nipping at your clit, pumping his fingers in and out of you curling them slightly.

You can’t help but moan and the dirty things he’s saying in your mind. “K-Kusuo- Oh god Kusuo,” you squeeze you thighs around his head and pull his hair to you, holding him in place and keeping his mouth on your pussy. You moaned out his name and started grinding your hips against his face while riding out your orgasm.

“Good,” Kusuo licked up any mess you made and licked his fingers cleaned. ‘You want me to run you a bath?’ He stood up and asked as if nothing had happened.

You panted, confused. He just rocked your world and is acting like it didn’t happen. “Would.. would you be joining me?” you panted, still catching your breath from your orgasm.

He looked at you and smiled. ‘Sure.’ He smiled sweetly and walked off to our bathroom to start a bath for us.

[cheonstapes]

toji fushiguro stars in... 'PEACH GUMMY CANDY' ☆ ～('▽^人)

a/n ~ i was literally just eating these japanese peach gummies and i felt a sudden surge of inspiration, and i love toji so it was a match made in my tummy. this is a lil self indulgent cause i'm addicted to peaches and just needed an outlet to express that ( ‾́ ◡ ‾́ )

summary; toji never liked peaches. well, not until he met you.

wc; 400+

pairings; toji fushiguro x fem!reader

cw; SMUT!! toji being a hater, reader loving peaches, oral, dom!toji, sub!reader, fingering, squirtin, established relationship, he really loves you, peaches, peaches, peaches, peaches, 🍑, nawt proofread - just peaches

saying you liked peaches was an understatement. 

peach soap, peach perfume, peach shampoo, peach themed makeup, peach flavoured lip gloss, literal peaches. it was kinda overwhelming. toji hated peaches. he’s never had a sweet tooth, being the greek god he is - he refused to eat anything he deemed ‘too sweet’, and peaches were the highest on that list.

it irked you at first. the petty sneer that he’d pull whenever he sensed anything remotely peach related around him, he just couldn’t understand how you were so obsessed with the stupid fruits. but of course, toji could never resist spoiling his sweet baby. soon, you started seeing peachy little gifts all around the apartment.

the fridge stocked with peach tea, a basket of fresh peaches in the kitchen, cute peach slippers by your bed. you thought he had officially lost it. you weren’t complaining though, after seeing how happy you got with each gift they seemingly doubled in amount. 

he would never say it out loud, but toji was starting to like peaches. 

especially after he got a taste of your sweet cunt. he didn’t think it was possible but the sheer amount of peaches you consume made you taste even better than you already did. head between your thighs, stubble tickles your skin as he sucks on your clit - two rough fingers scissoring your tight hole. a fat glob of his spit trickles down your entrance, pooling under your ass as his tongue massages your insides.

“t-toji- fuuhck!”

he doesn’t respond. too focus on tasting as much of you as he could, shaking his head side to side as he makes out with your pretty pussy. his large hands grip your thighs open, thumb rubbing soothing circles on the skin, too gentle compared to the way he eats you out like a mad man. he can feel the way your legs quiver, cunt clenching rapidly on his tongue - your stomach tightening so good, locking eyes with your boyfriend as he looks up at you with smoky eyes from behind your mound.

he couldn’t stop, not even after you squirted that sweet juice all in his awaiting mouth, not after you begged so sweetly for him to slow down - hands weakly pushing his head away from your aching pussy. “move yer fuckin’ hands, baby. ‘s not my fault ya cunt’s all sweet, now let daddy enjoy his pretty girl’s pussy.” 

toji didn’t like peaches. but if peaches taste like your pussy? well, he fucking loves them.

-This one is for my one and only true love Princess Peach

Peach, you're so cool And with my star, we're gonna rule Peach, understand I'm gonna love you 'til the very end

Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches I love you, oh Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches I love you, oh

Mario, Luigi, and a Donkey Kong too A thousand troops of Koopas couldn't keep me from you Princess Peach, at the end of the line I'll make you mine, oh

Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches I love you, oh

Peaches, Peaches, Peach, Peach

[chamomiletealeaf]

This fic is inspired by this art from @furaitsu on Twitter. You all should follow them. They draw amazing art of the COD boys.

Pairing: plus!sized!reader (but tbh could really be any reader :)) x Johnny “Soap” Mactavish

Warnings: m!dom to m!sub dynamics kinda, f!dom, p in v sex, choking, clothing fetish???

You buy a cute little outfit to show off in for Johnny, but to be honest… you kinda wanna see what he would look like in it muahaha.

“Well, whaddya think?” You ask your boyfriend Johnny. You’re standing in front of him and do a twirl, showing off the cute outfit you had on just for him.

You’re wearing black thigh highs that squeeze your thighs so perfectly, a red and black plaid skirt with a chain on the front, and a little cropped mesh top, that doesn’t really leave much to the imagination.

Johnny sits on the couch in front of you, legs spread out as he leans back and stares at you in awe, raking his eyes up and down your body with his thick arms crossed over his chest.

“Fuckin’ hell.” Johnny says through his teeth, nearly growling at you like a wolf would to its prey before it attacks.

You giggle at his reaction. This is exactly how you wanted him to react.

“C’mere bonnie.” Johnny says, leaning his elbows on his knees and gesturing for you to come his way.

You walk up to him and stand between his thighs. He places his chin on your soft tummy and looks up at you while he runs his hands up your thighs and eventually under your skirt, grabbing your ass, which earns him a little shriek out of you.

“Fuck baby. Holy shit you look fuckin’ stunning.” Johnny says nuzzling his face into the side of your waist as he lets his hands wander.

“Need to fuck you in this, but I’m afraid it won’t last very long. Would have it in shreds by the time we’re done. Would hate to see this cute lil outfit go to waste.” He says with a laugh, nipping his teeth at the waistband of your skirt.

And as you look down at him looking up at you, already drunk off of you. An idea of how your pretty little outfit won’t go to waste pops into your head and you smile mischievously down at him.

Johnny was a big, thick man. Even though you weren’t the smallest yourself, he still dwarfed you with the sheer mass of himself. But the material of your outfit was super stretchy. It’s what made you buy it in the first place. It was size inclusive.

“Well pretty boy.” You say as you lift his chin from your midsection forcing him to make eyecontact with you.

“Why don’t you wear it then. That way it won’t go to waste.” You say, your sly smile widening. Now you were the one who looked like a wolf about to pounce on its prey.

Johnny’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. But he looked amused.

“You want me to wear it?” He laughs, eyes still wide as saucers. “I don’t think it’ll fit me as well as it does you love. Might rip something.”

“Nah I don’t think so.” You say. “It’s pretty stretchy.”

Johnny glances to the side as if he’s considering it. Then he smiles.

“Besides, bet you’d look hot as fuck in it with those thighs of yours.” You tease, earning a chuckle out of Johnny.

“Ok, yeah, fuck it. I would look good as hell wouldn’t I.” He boasts, and you both get to undressing while you giggle like teens hooking up for the first time.

When you both get undressed, and Johnny has finally slipped into what was your outfit, you took a second to admire that gorgeous body of his. The outfit really did suit him.

“Ah fuck, ‘s a bit tight yeah?” Johnny says pulling the thigh highs up that keep rolling down.

He looked so. damn. delicious.

You zone out, ignoring his comments laughing at how you can see the bottom of his ass if he bent down just barely, and if he could trick his teammates into thinking this was actually a kilt. You were too busy drinking in the sight of him and his muscular, thick thighs that spilled over the top of the stockings and his arms and chest stretching the fabric that adorned his body ever so slightly.

“Yeah I know, I look silly.” He chuckles, responding to your silent ogling.

“On the couch.” You demand, catching him off guard.

“Oh.” He says amused. “Guess I don’t look silly then.” He smirks.

“Shut up and sit down on the couch.”

He obeys, sitting down, and you walk up to him, not caring that you’re fully naked and he wasn’t. You kinda liked it that way anyway.

You straddle his waist and run your hands up his chest, your body hovering over where his dick would be, since it was covered by the skirt. I mean, it was kind of easy to spot anyhow, with the way it was starting to make a tent in the skirt.

You sloppily kiss and lick up his neck, nice and messy, just the way he likes it. His hands grip your hips and he grinds up into you through the fabric of the skirt.

“Fuck. Keep doin’ that and you’ll be the death of me lass.” He moans out breathily.

You wrap a hand around his throat as you continue marking his neck but very lightly squeeze as a sign to tell him to stop talking, and he throws his head back and moans at the way you’re handling him.

He bucks his hips up into you in pleasure of you slightly choking him.

“Mmph- fuck, harder- squeeze harder.” He whines. And you do, earning a pornographic moan out of him as his eyes roll to the back of his head.

You grind your bare pussy down over the skirt onto the print of his dick and he’s so hard he whimpers at the sensation.

Your hand still around his neck, you whisper in his ear.

“My pretty boy wanna get fucked hm?”

Johnny turns his head to you, placing his forehead on yours.

“Go on bonnie, fuck me.”

And with that you flip up the skirt, revealing his hard and leaking cock. The sight makes your pussy pulse with anticipation of feeling it in you.

You line yourself up and sink down easily onto him, making both of you moan.

Johnny grips your hips tighter, trying to thrust up into you.

“Mm-mm, not yet. Gonna take my time.” You say.

You slide down to the hilt and lean your hands back on his knees and begin to move your hips back and forth in a circling motion slowly.

You look down and see the tops of his thighs peaking out from the skirt and thigh highs and it almost numbs your brain from how fucking hot he looks like this.

“Please- faster- fuck go faster- ride me.” He begs.

You stop your motions and look at him.

“What did I just say? I’m gonna take my time with you.”

He whimpers again and throws his head back as you start your pace again, moaning his name. You continue that until Johnny can’t take it anymore and is a panting, whining, and squirming mess under you.

“Aww ok baby, I’ll fuck you good now.”

You sit up and place both hands at the top of his thighs while you lean in to kiss him. He kisses you back hungrily, as if trying to reassert his dominance, but you pull away just in time, placing your hands over the mesh top on his chest and pushing him back into the couch holding him in place.

You start to bounce up and down on his cock, picking up your pace, and his hands go to squeeze your thighs. His thick length hitting every perfect spot, stretching you out so good and you let out a loud moan.

“God fuck bonnie just like that. Fuck me like that.”

You lean into him, placing your mouth by his ear.

“Yeah you like that hm? You like when I ride you like this?”

“Y- yeah- just like that- you know how to fuck me.”

You continue bouncing on him, admiring the way his chest heaves, stretching the fishnet-like fabric of the croptop he’s wearing, and the way the skirt is up around his hips the way it is when he’s the one fucking you, and how the material of the thigh highs and his thighs are coated in both of your arousal. He looked angelic like this, and you smiled at how perfect he was in this moment.

With his grip moving from its tight hold on your thighs to your hips, he started thrusting up into you, trying to meet you half way desperate for your pussy.

“F- fuck bonnie gonna cum. Fuck I’m gonna cum.” He pants, and you feel your own orgasm approaching quickly as well.

You nuzzle your face into his neck again as you continue to ride his cock like a dildo, using him like a toy.

“Fuck Johnny.” You moan.

“Choke me. Fuck choke me again. Need to cum with your hand around my throat.” He begs desperately, trying to get his demand in before it’s too late.

You bring your hand up and squeeze his thick neck while you place the other on his cheek, turning his head so your foreheads touch again.

“Go on. Cum for me. Show me how good I fuck you.”

And with you cutting off his airway, your tight cunt squeezing and pulsing around his cock, and your words, he spills his cum inside of you.

Johnny cums with a choked, slutty moan, eyes rolled to the back of his head.

You both cum at the same time, his orgasm sending you over the edge as well and you both slow your hips as you sob out your own moans cumming around Johnny’s cock.

You both sit panting, foreheads still touching with the bliss of the moment still in its passing.

“Y’know what?” Johnny says breathless with a smile.

“Hm?” You respond curiously and breathless yourself.

“Maybe we can share the outfit.” He says half jokingly.

And you both chuckle, ending the moment with a kiss full of giggles.

[umeoniii]

size kink y reiner…

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!: fem reader, size kink,

“ah reiner it hurts.” you whined clawing at his back

“ ‘m not even all the way in yet.” he groaned looking down at your cunt.

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“r- really?” you sputtered looking down to see he was only half way in and you could already see his bulge in your abdomen.

you looked up at him while he slowly pushed himself in more. when he was finally all the way in you sighed in relief wrapping your shaky legs around his waist.

“those thigh highs are so cute on you princess, it makes me appreciate those chubby thighs of yours even more.” he chuckled kissing your cheeks

he started thrusting into you slowly so you could catch up with him, but it was still so impossible to deal with the size difference.

you looked at the ceiling listening to him panting like a tired puppy in your ear. his hands kneaded into the flesh of your sides, while tears brimmed your waterline.

“your pussy’s so good.” he groaned getting faster, his big hand gripping onto the headboard. “im so big i probably stretch you out each time we fuck, don’t i?” he laughed breathlessly

“mhm hm” you hummed brain foggy from the penetration.

reiner started to get faster, his heavy balls smacked at your fleshy ass. he brought his lips down to your glossed ones absorbing your moans and whimpers trying to keep you quiet.

his tongue swirled around your mouth kissing you for as you could possibly take it before rubbing out of breath. you pushed back, salvia running down your chin.

“rei feels so good, keep goin’ jus like that.” you whined wrapping your arms around his neck.

he looked at your face seeing your smeared makeup and mascara running down your cheeks. he felt so good knowing that he pleased you well.

he buried his head into your neck smelling the lavender perfume he had bought for you, groaning just from the thought of you loving something he got for you.

you felt his tip rubbing the inside of you, your eyes rolled back.

“reiner, m’ bouta cum.” you rubbed his back

“go ahead lovely” he said, muffled from your skin

you wrapped your arms around his neck, panting and whining as you came all over his dick.

he pulled out and wrapped his hands around his fat cock, pumping himself over your opened legs and tummy.

“you’ll let me come all over you? right princess.” he groaned getting closer

you nodded your head, your brain still not clear yet.

he shut his eyes tightly gritting his teeth as he came all of your belly, white strings of his semen covering your stomach and tits.

he layed both his hands on your boobs, the both of you catching your breath. you looked up at him and he looked down at you smirking, before picking you up.

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a/n: im still workin on requests guys, i just wanted to feed u guys a lil bit, this was also bcs i’ve been thinking about reiner for a while shhh ;)

[ddejavvu]

What if one Monday after a weekend of crying over her bully!Eddie, he tells her she looks like shit and like she hasn't slept in days and she can't help but tear up so he silently vows to take care of her, and he'd force her to sit on his lap and sleep during lunch and little things like that. He'd leer at anyone who so much as looked her way, he needed her to have a peaceful day. He'd call her his little crybaby and make her give him little kisses as thankyous for taking care of her but she doesn't care, it's better than him pushing her around and smacking her ass in front of anyone who happens to be around.

What Eddie didn't realise is in this constant change of behaviour, he'd conditioned her to need him whenever she's overtired or sad. She'd start calling him in the middle of the night asking for him to come over and help her sleep. He never wanted to- he wanted to tell her no, call her mean names and put her back in her place but he couldn't bring himself to let her down. Every time he would rush to her house, climb through her window and fuss/kiss her until she was so relaxed and cosy she drifted off. He was never there when she woke up but there'd always be a thanku nudey polaroid or magazine in his locker or car as a thankyou for taking care of her

-🐱, sorry if this one is a lil weird- my meds have sent my lil horny goblin brain into mushy gushy subspace, I wanna be babied by a meanie lmao

today is multiverse monday! send me an au you can think of :)

i'll write the second part as a part 2!! it's very cute but i couldn't fit it all in one blurb </3

cw // bully!eddie. nothing terrible, he doesn't ever hurt her or anything, he's just annoying as fuck - don't like don't read

Eddie's grip on your wrist hasn't loosened since you'd walked out of class. Typically, he pushes you around, catching you before you trip and teasing you for being so off-balance. Today, though, he drags you through the doors of the cafeteria, and your stomach drops. Is he going to humiliate you in front of the entire room? Is he going to dump milk over your head, soak your shirt so that it's stuck to your figure? Is he going to shove your face in a plate of mashed potatoes and show you off to the crowd? Is he going to force you to eat something he steps on? Is he going to-

You're sitting in his lap. He's plopped down on a bench, yanking you down by one arm so that you land on his thighs. He has you facing him, your chest pushed up against his as you stare bewilderedly at him.

"Lay down," He demands, pushing his hand against the back of your head so that your face is forced over his shoulder, "You're tired. You look like shit, honey."

Your eyes fill with tears from where you're struggling to fight his grip, and he scoffs.

"Not a bad thing, crybaby. I'm not being mean, I'm being honest. Y'look like you haven't slept for days," He lets the back of your head go, thumbing roughly at the bags under your eyes, "I won't kick you while you're down. That's not really my thing. Just take a nap, get your sleep, so I can go back to messing with you."

Without another word he's pushing again at the back of your head, and you let his words sink in while you rest on his shoulder. You shouldn't let him keep you here like this. You should insist on studying in the library, or some other place he wouldn't dare enter. But he's warm, his shirt is soft, and though the smell of weed makes your nose wrinkle, there's musk beneath it that makes your tummy twist. His hand settles on your thighs, just below the hemline of your skirt, and rubs up underneath it, brushing the globes of your ass where they meet your thighs. You shiver, tucking your face into his neck so that you can drown out the noise of the lunchroom.

He gets strange looks when you finally doze off. Jeff sends him a glance that's far from friendly, nose wrinkled in judgement, disgust, and probably a little jealousy. He makes the decision to chuck an apple slice at him instead of an entire apple, which he's sure the man appreciates. Mike takes note of this, and schools his expression to be neutral, as he avoids asking about you like the rest of them.

When the school bell rings you don't wake, instead still lightly snoring against his neck. He thinks he can feel drool there too, and he'd be lying if he said the thought didn't stiffen his cock.

"Hey," He taps at your side, one hand still flush to your ass, "Come on, honey. Time to wake up, nap's over."

Your eyes flutter open, he can feel the lashes against his skin.

"You feeling any better?" He asks as you straighten from his lap, your hands braced against his chest for stability as everyone vacates the room, on their way to their next class.

"You're looking a bit better," He muses, not waiting for an answer. He once again rubs a thumb over the bags under your eyes, but then his fingers slip down to grip your chin. He pulls your face down, ignoring the way your hands tighten in his shirt in alarm.

"Eddie, what-"

"You owe me a thank you," He speaks only centimeters away from your lips, "I didn't have to be this nice to you, y'know. I could have flipped your skirt up like I always do."

You sniffle once, nodding as much as you can while he holds your face to his.

"Well?" His eyebrows raise, "I'm waiting."

"Thank you, Eddie." You mumble, the tip of your nose brushing his own, "I appreciate it."

He scoffs, "Not what I meant," And kisses you firmly. There's no pulling back, not when his fingers are hooked around your chin and tugging you impossibly closer. He backs away after only a moment, leaning back expectantly.

"Your turn," He explains, "Say thank you, crybaby."

Your hands inch up his chest as you lean in, lips parted to capture his lower one in between them. You feel him squeeze at the fleshy curve of your ass when you do, and there's a devilish glint in his eyes when you pull away.

"That's not gonna cut it, honey." He laughs, and then he's moving back for more. You're not sure how many times he does it, relentlessly jamming his lips to yours, but you're not sure you can stand up straight when he finally gets his fill.

"It's less than I want, but it'll do." He decides, patting the bare skin of your ass, now aching from where he'd kneaded it, "You'd better get to class now, honey. Don't be late, or I won't be this nice to you again."

[artdcnaldson]

omg you just made my day after my long distance bf went home yesterday and i been like lowkey depressed since 😭

anyways!! i have 2 ideas!

first: (set during stanford era with reader also going to stanford) ong distance idea - you and art are on ft with patrick as he’s away competing and it starts off as just you all catching up as you do every night but then art starts feeling needy after a moment where he felt left out of the conversation cuz his adhd ass zoned out and got lost (very me coded tbh haha) and so he starts nuzzling and licking your neck. you don’t pay it any mind at first and just choose to ignore him knowing how your bf can be but then he moves behind you and starts grinding into your ass causing you to start moaning and whimpering. patrick on the other hand is just grinning at his two horny puppies as he encourages but also degrades the both of you as he jerks himself off whilst watching.

second: (set more in 2011 era with you all living together + a lil bit more hardcore so ignore if not comfy with it) tw lil bit of somno. it starts off innocent enough with both you and art deep in a calm puppy space napping together completely naked after going at it all afternoon with only your collars on as you wait for patrick to get home. when patrick gets home, he notices his puppies don’t greet him kneeling at the door as they usually do. he walks further inside and finds you and art on the couch in the living room covered in cum, he smiles at first but then smirks as he specifically told the two of you not do anything without him around but you just couldn’t help yourselves cuz you’re just horny little puppies. he walks over to the two of you, grazes his hand over your pussy making you flinch from how sensitive it is, he smirks again pushing 2 fingers inside of you teasing you awake. you whimper and then moan loudly causing art to wake up and then idk icb assed writing anymore but basically patrick teases the both of you for touching each other whilst he’s gone and then he fucks the both of you without letting either of you cum cuz you’ve cum enough today in his opinion

PUPPY!READER ANDDDD PUPPY!ART…. We won <3

Second concept literally has me salivating shivering shaking and quaking

Because the sight is so cute, Patrick just grins when he sees the two of you. You passed out on top of Art’s body, your hair in his mouth. Your chests and tummies and thighs smeared with dried cum :(( you just got so needy and had to play, neither of you could help it.

And yeah, you’re so sensitive— still wet and slick from Art cumming inside of you. Patrick rubs over your pussy, makes you squirm and sigh beneath him. You slowly wake up as he slips two fingers inside your sticky, used little pussy. It takes a minute as you blink yourself awake, but soon you’re whining and moaning as he thrusts his fingers inside, slow and deep.

Art wakes up, his cheeks pink and flushed as he listens to your moans, as he watches Patrick above you.

“There he is,” Patrick coos, a smirk playing at his lips. “Did you get so sleepy after playing?” Art nods, and Patrick pulls his fingers from your cunt and pressed them between Art’s open mouth. The blond moans, licking them clean.

“Poor little puppies.” Patrick grins, looking at how pathetic you two looked beneath him. “Too needy, hm? Couldn’t wait until I got home? You had to fuck like animals, get all messy and dirty.”

And sighhhh :((( Patrick making his puppies suck his cock together, make them make him cum while he doesn’t even touch them because they already had all their fun today :(( and you’re both whining and eager to please him, but you want his affection and attention so bad :(((

And if he makes you both curl up by his feet instead of sitting with him on the couch, that’s because it’s a privilege for good puppies only :((