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nanaslutt · 1 year ago

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Ok but giving gojo road head and he feels so good he has to pull over in the nearest parking lot to properly enjoy it oh my god just imagine his head bent backwards and his mouth open eyes closed moaning I can’t I need to suck his cock honestly ❤️ and maybe like if ur feeling a tad bit silly he could be a head pusher in this one 😁😁😁teehee just maybe ONLY jf ur feeling silly nana mwah!

OH I LOVE THIS we’re getting straight into this oh em gee

contains: fem reader, oral(m!receiving), sensitive!gojo, sooooo much dirty talk, road head :p, manhandling, throat fucking, headpusher!gojo <3

MDNI

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Your hands were all over Gojo, trying to rip off his belt, unzip his pants, and get his cock out as quick as possible.

“Baby slow downn,” he laughed, “My cock ain’t goin anywhere,” He placed a big hand on top of your own while you tried to undo his belt.

“We’ll be home in 20 minutes, ‘s my girl that needy?” he smirked. You ignored his teasing, pushing his hand out of the way; making him giggle and submit, placing it back on the wheel with his other hand.

You had just finished going shopping together. Gojo needed a new designer suit for some fancy get together with the jujutsu higher ups soon, dragging you along with him.

You protested at first, not wanting to spend your day off suit shopping with gojo. You would much rather cuddle up with him on the couch, but you didn’t want to be alone, so you caved, letting him drag you along with him.

And god damn it if you weren’t glad you did. Tight fitting suit after suit being tried on, all tailored perfectly to his measurements, accentuating his big biceps and toned frame.

Watching him roll up his cuffs and fiddle with his jacket was making your mouth water. You were clenching your thighs as he smoothed his big hands down his chest, veiny hands coming up to tighten the tie on his neck.

“How do I look baby? Ya like this one?” He asked, completely unaware of how something so simple as him trying on suits made you want to devour him right this second.

He found out your true feelings later, bringing you back to the car as you finally undid his difficult zipper after struggling with it for a while, reaching your smaller hands into his pants to pull his semi-hard cock out.

“You got this worked up while I was playin dress up? So dirtyy~,” he teased, biting his lip and smirking while you stroked his length in your warm hands, getting him fully erect.

“Satoru,” you said sternly, leaning your body over the center console and placing your mouth inches from his cock, “shut. up.” The second your words were out his cock was filling up your mouth, quickly falling into a rhythm as you bobbed your head up and down on his cock, making his hips jolt up into your mouth when he drove over a bump, making you gag.

“Ahh- A-hh shittt baby,” Satoru groned, eyes fluttering as he tried to keep his focus on the road, occasionally dropping his gaze to watch the show you were putting on for him.

He dropped a heavy hand on your head, pushing down slightly, making you wince as it hit the back of your throat, “Thought you wanted my cock so bad huh? Cant take it?” he smirked, relishing in the feeling of you swallowing around him, trying to hold back your gags.

Your hand came up to place it on top of his challengingly, pushing his hand down against you. “Oh yeah?” he smirked. Gojo’s fingers curled into your hair as leverage as he started bobbing your mouth up and down on him like a cock sleeve.

“Such a thirsty girl- fuckkk- such a tight fucking throat.” He was trying his best to keep the acceleration of the car at one speed, his legs jerking and jolting every so often when he felt his tip hit the back of your throat, making his driving a little sketchy.

The vibrations from your moans combined with the tightness of your throat as you choked around him was going straight to his balls, “Gonna make me c-crash the fuckin car holy shiiiiit,” he whined, jaw dropping as moans repeatedly fell from his tongue.

Gojo couldn’t take this for much longer, he yanked you back from his dick, popping your mouth off of him with a wet sound as you coughed and sputtered in the air, hand immediately coming down to stroke him still.

“Gotta pull over, ‘s too fuckin much” he said out of breath, face red and heart beating out of his chest as he took the next exit the freeway provided.

His abs were clenching, back coming off from the back of his seat as you rubbed your thumb on the underside of his cock, right under his head, “Babyyyy, killin me, h-hold on just hold on please,” he wined, his big hand coming down to grip your wrist tight as he frantically searched for a semi secluded place to pull over.

Once he found a nice gravel patch off the side of the road covered decently with thick trees he turned the wheel a little too hard to the side, car rocking the both of you as you settled into the spot.

Gojo quickly put the car into park and flipping his hazards on before he brought you back down onto his cock, “All yours baby, take my fucking dick,” he groaned.

Your lips immediately came to suckle on his tip, before sliding down the length of his cock again. This time he just let his hand rest on your head, slightly pushing down on the downstroke.

His head was tipped back against the seat as loud groans and wines spilled from his slack jaw, “goddd baby that feels so good-“ he choked out, running his hands through your hair.

His abs clench when you swallow around him, moans being cut off with a gag when his dick reached too deep in your throat.

You pop your lips off his dick, rotating your wrist around him while while you jerk him off, “yeah? my throat feel good?” you moan, biting your lip while smiling up at him.

“Yes yes so fucking good pretty, so good” He smiled back at you. His big hand comes up to grip your neck, squeezing as he pulls you up to his mouth, “Don’t stop jerkin’ me off” He whispers before he crashes your lips together, moaning at the taste of himself on your tongue.

The kiss is so messy; whenever you twisted your twist around his wet tip his jaw would fall open, and his pretty blue eyes would roll back in his head.

“Fuuuuck, Im so close- fuck-“ He moaned into your mouth, gojo’s body jerking when you started pumping him more vigorously.

“Wanna cum d-down ur throat princess, cmon, why don’t you suck my dick again, huh?” His grip still hard on your neck as he gave it w squeeze to emphasize his need.

Gojo was trying his hardest to keep his composure, trying to stave off his orgasm long enough to at least feel your lips around him again, but your hand movements around his cock was making that task feel impossible.

You bit your lip and nodded, feeling his member start to pulse in your hand. He released your neck, letting you drop your head down to his cock again.

You started to kitten lick the tip softly, dipping your tongue into his leaky slit; but gojo was having none of that.

Without warning he shoved the entirety of his cock down your throat, bobbing your head up and down with his new grip on your hair, “Sorry baby, cant put up w-with your fuckin’ teasing when i’m this close” He smirked down at you, watching you struggle to take him.

You adjusted quickly, breathing through your nose so you wouldn’t choke, and focusing on sucking and rolling your tongue around him to get him to finish as fast as possible.

“Yesyesyes just like that fuck- right there-“ His grip tightened at his head fell back with a ‘thmp’ against the headrest when your tongue caressed a particularly sensitive spot on the underside of his dick.

You were paying special attention to the thick vein running along the underside of his cock, and it made him feel fucking dizzy. His head was spinning every time your mouth fully engulfed him.

You continued your ministrations, letting the massive man above you manhandle you; pulling and tugging at your hair for his own pleasure, and steadily bringing himself to his orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum babe, oh my godd” He let his chin fall back down, jaw slack and eyes heavy as he watched your mouth create a mess of spit all over his cock.

Spit strings connected from your chin to his abdomen and balls, the feeling of you moaning and gagging around him; it was all too much.

You felt his cock twitch before you tasted him; his heavy hand pushing you to the base of his dick as hot ropes of his cum shot down your throat.

You swallowed his cum up greedily, like it was the antidote for some poison to save your life. “Fu-uuuck yeahhh” he wined, biting his lip hard watching you try to keep up with his orgasm flooding your mouth, “Just-like-that- swallow it alllll,” he emphasized by thrusting his too sensitive dick into your mouth.

His whole body was buzzing, long legs shaking from the intensity of his orgasm, mind feeling like jello as the aftershocks ran through his body.

When the stimulation became too much for him; and right when your vision started to be covered in black dots from asphyxiation; he pulled you away from his dick.

Still holding your hair as your hand came down to rub at your throat, coughing and gasping for air in the process. “Show me.” he demanded.

Your foggy mind knew exactly what he meant; sticking out your tongue you showed him how you swallowed every last drop of his seed into your tummy, smiling when you put your tongue back in your mouth.

Gojo’s big hand came up to pat your cheek, releasing your hair and opting to grip your jaw in his hand, “Good fucking girl baby~” He cooed, smashing your faces together.

You felt his tongue dart inside your mouth, greedily licking around, trying to taste himself in your mouth.

He pulled away with a smirk, spit string connecting the two of you as he gave you a quick peck, “God i’m still fucking shaking haha” He laughed breathlessly, making you giggle.

Gojo stared into your eyes for a couple more seconds, biting his lip looking at the expanse of your face before his sighed, dropping his hold on your chin.

“Okaayyyy~” He sighed out, tucking himself back in his pants and buckling his seatbelt back up.

By this point you were positive you had drenched a spot through your panties, pants, and his car seat with how aroused you felt, so you felt ecstatic at his next words.

Putting on his blinker and pulling out into the street, his big hand came to rest on your thigh, patting it a couple times before speaking, “I’m gonna eat your pussy till your fucking crying when we get home as thanks for that.”

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haleswallows · 5 months ago

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I will not ask where you came from (Deleted Scene)

A deleted scene for "I will not ask where you came from", my fic for Dead on May-n week. Inspired by @roanawayspoons in the HH server, where they linked this and said it's perfect for puppy!Jason.

CW: NSFW, anal sex, fingering, light pet play

Jason is excited to reveal his new helmet. He's spent a lot of time designing it, ready for a refreshing new look. It's just... a coincidence. The dog-like features. Siren lives rent free in his mind, ok? It wasn't on purpose. Jason is not responsible for his subconscious.

Siren raises an eyebrow, bright red lips pressed to disguise their smirk when Jason first shows them. Lounged on his couch, their dressing gown falls open slightly to reveal toned legs. "Oh, puppy," they demure. "You spoil me. You're so pretty with your new helmet." He can't help but preen under their praise. When they command him to his knees, he goes without single hesitation and kneels at their side. The finger under his chin has his eyes fluttering closed, and Jason obligingly tilts his head back.

“Is this way your way of making sure everyone knows?” The finger traces a line along the seam where flesh meets metal, the slightest scratch of a long nail. “You like being my puppy this much?”

Jason knows the rules. He's a good boy. “Yes.” The new voice modulator grinds the word into a rough growl. Siren does smirk then, grazing a finger over the molded fangs.

“This is very nice, perfect for my puppy.” They playfully tap the subtle snout. “Well, come on then, strip. Show me the helmet without all these distractions.”

Siren likes to tease but not be teased. He does make a show of stripping, muscles flexing and stretching. But it always goes quickly. They reel him in by the buckle while he shucks off the vest, then gloves. “Let me help. You have so many layers.”

While his arms are tangled in this shirt, Siren undoes the belt, then button, then zipper. Without pushing the pants down, Siren slides their hand between compression shorts and the outer armored layer.

“No cup? Oh puppy, did you prepare for me?” They press a finger against the rapidly hardening underside of his cock, balls drawing up with his gasp. “Am I going to find another treat?”

Jason struggles to find words. Even after months and months of this game, Siren's rules, Jason's still so responsive, left gasping.

“Puppy?” Siren gently prompts, beginning to withdraw.

It takes a few gulps of air to get there. Jason chokes out “One more surprise.”

His efforts earn a reward. Siren wraps a hand around his dick through the soft fabric. They squeeze slightly on an upstroke, teasing the head. “Good boy. You're so good for me, and just me. Wanna show me?”

The praise makes Jason flush, reddening from chest and up his neck. His face feels warm in the helmet. “Yes,” he repeats.

Sadly it means Siren releases his cock, allowing him to toe out of the steel toed boots, unbuckle hostlers, and shove the pants down. Jason’s embarrassed for a second before the compression shorts join the mess of clothes on the floor. All it takes is a half lidded look from Siren, their eyes hungrily tracing from chest to toe, flicking back up to the helmet.

They swirl a finger lazily. Jason obeys, pausing just a moment when his back is turned. “Oh,” Siren breathes out. “Come here.”

He kneels again. Siren cups the cheek of the helmet in their hand and encourages him to prop his arms onto the couch cushion. Instinctually, Jason leans into it, missing the feel of their palm a little bit.

Siren finally sits up from their relaxed lounge, legs bracketing him. Jason's practically in their lap and fully hard now. Their other hand skates up his arm, drawing patterns into his bicep with a nail. He flexes his arms without thinking, Siren giggling.

“That looks new. Were you excited to buy it? Couldn't wait to show me?” Siren pulls him to sit up straighter, pinches a nipple. With a gasp, Jason arches his back, sits as pretty as he can.

“Yes.” Jason was excited. Is excited, the press of the plug a little bigger than his usual preferred toy. It had taken a little effort to get it in, Jason had nearly come while fingering himself open, thoughts of Siren forefront.

“So cute,” they coo, pressing a kiss to the temple of the helmet. “It matches your helmet. You look so good in red, puppy. Now the question is do you want the toy, or me?”

Jason shorts out for a moment. He trembles as Siren distracts him with wandering hands. As he opens his mouth, Siren pressed a kiss to his neck, scrapes teeth over the skin. Jason gasps, words flying from his head. Groans when Siren bites harder.

“Words, pretty boy.” A grin pressed into his neck, a hand reaching down his back, a barely there brush of a finger at the base of his tailbone.

He pants. Half crazy from the plug and the constant stimulation. Jason needs to be touched. “You.” His voice is strangled.

“Well, get up here. I'm not getting on the floor.”

Jason slowly crawls up, Siren directing him to lean over the armrest. He feels exposed, hemlet pressed into the fabric, arms curled under his chest. It puts him ass up, cock heavy and hanging between his thighs.

“Just look at you. Beautiful.” Siren admires, pressing a kiss to the small of his back. Jason squirms, pleased with himself and relishing the praise. Then nearly jumps out his skin when Siren suddenly grabs his balls.

He can barely concentrate on what Siren says, focused entirely on the hand slowly kneading the sack. “I'm going to fuck you, your hands stay right there. No touching yourself, I want you to come on just my dick, Jason. Do you understand? Will you be good?”

“Yes.” He can be good. He can be so good. Something breaks in his brain a little bit, overwhelmed with the promise of being fucked, the promise of more than teasing touches. “Yes, I understand. Please, I'll be good, I'll be good. Please, Siren.”

Siren drapes over his back. A kiss to the nape of his neck gentle and soothing. “Please, what?” A finger presses on the plug, pushing the flare against the stretched rim. He pants.

“Fuck me, fuck me, please. Siren, I want your cock. Want to come for you, want to be a good boy.” The begging erupts from him, Jason wrapped up in the press of Siren's silken dressing gown all along his back, the way their legs frame his.

“Relax for me,” Siren commands, biting the juncture between neck and shoulder. Jason melts into the sharpness of the feeling, breaking through his general fog of need and arousal.

The plug slides out. For a moment, Jason is stretched too wide, too much. Then suddenly he's empty, bereft, clenching on nothing. “Oh, honey.”

A single finger slips easily in, hole still wet with the smear of lube from fingering himself. Jason's hands twitch. He clenches them, and shoves them under his chin.

A second finger joins the first. Siren hums, slowly scissoring them. They're always so gentle with Jason, so careful as they open him up. “We need a little more lube, sweetheart.”

“Ah,” Jason twitches. It's a few heartbeats before his brain produces a coherent thought. “Pants pocket.”

They laugh. “Of course. My clever puppy, always thinking ahead.” But it means they remove their fingers to lean for the pants, rooting around in the pockets. When Jason shivers at the loss, Siren runs a hand up his flank, presses a thumb to his hole. “Patience. Don't wanna hurt you, baby boy. You're being so good, I'm going to take care of you. You know what you get when you're good?”

Jason nods into the armrest, eyes squeezed shut. Siren removes their hand. They lightly swat his ass. “Words, puppy.”

“I get rewards.” He twists his head, getting Siren into his peripheral. Their smile is sweet, eyes crinkling with it.

The reward is Siren pushing two lube slicked fingers into his ass. Jason groans long and shamelessly. After a few moments, Siren easily adds a third finger.

They mouth lines of kisses across the broad span of his shoulders. Fingers pump slowly in and out of his hole, a maddening pace only barely enough to keep him hard. The pads of Siren's fingers just graze his prostate every few strokes.

Jason is melting. He's burning and panting and fighting every instinct to grip his cock. If he doesn't get more, he's going to scream. Or cry. A chant starts pouring out of him. “Siren, please. I'm ready, I want you, more, please. I… it feels so good, please, please can I…?”

Siren surges forward, pressing their weight all along his back. Their dick slots behind his balls. “Yeah? You want me to fuck you? You asked so nicely, it’d be mean of me to make you wait more.”

They gently remove their fingers. There's the sound of the lube opening again and Jason takes the opportunity to catch his breath. He uncurls his arms, bracing hands on the armrest.

Then groans again at the stretch of Siren's dick pushing into him. It's slow but delicious. in all the right ways. Jason sets his hips against the push, allowing Siren to rest against him. Siren breathes out a long satisfied sigh against the top of his spine when they finally fully seat inside him. A heartbeat of stillness, Siren caresses his sides in an upward sweep. They pause to grope his pecs before slotting their hands together.

“You have no clue how good you feel, puppy.” Siren presses a kiss to the nape of his neck. With a long slow withdrawal, Jason squeezes their hands. He knows what’s next. He’s been a good boy. They pull out until the ridge of their cock head pulls at the rim. The thrust is hard, driving Jason’s breath out.

Siren’s pace is cruel. Each thrust hard, but just shy of fast enough. Jason writhes under it. He hangs his head, lifts it again, clenches his hands and thighs in turn, arching his back. All the while, his cock and balls ache. Jason needs more, certain a single touch would put him over the edge but Siren keeps a hold of his hands. The sound of their fucking is obscene, and if Jason had even an of sanity to spare, he’d be a ashamed of the continual whine and gasps and mewls he’s making.

It’s obvious when Siren starts to get close. They release Jason’s hands to pull his hips closer, encouraging him to sit up. Impossibly it drives their cock deeper. Siren noses against his neck. “Beautiful and you don’t even realize, god you feel so good. You don’t know what you do to me, puppy. It’s like you were made for me. Can you come without me touching you today?” Every word brings heat to Jason’s chest, he shudders.

And they wrap a hand around the base of his neck, the barest hint of pressure against his throat. Jason comes, losing his voice as pleasure rips through him. Siren keeps up the brutal pace, fucking him through his orgasm.

“Good boy. You’re so good for me, you’re perfect. Stay just like that, puppy.” Strong arms keep him upright, the thrust not stuttering. Jason gets lost in it – the haze of endorphins and praise. Beyond all reason, Jason gets hard again. “Look at you. Filthy, you like it that much? Oh puppy, are you going to come again for me? Can you?”

Siren presses him into the couch, bending him forward until the helmet meets cushion. Jason’s hips tilt and then he’s seeing stars with each thrust. He scrabbles against the fabric, trying to gain purchase to push back. “Right there, huh. You’ve been marvelous. I’m so close, puppy.”

They pant against his shoulder. “Come. Come, Jason.” The command is paired with a hand on his cock, stroking in time with the thrusts. “You can do it, puppy. Beautiful boy.”

It isn’t Jason’s first dry orgasm. It definitely won’t be his last. Still it shocks Jason, amazed by the way it rocks through him and makes his toes curl. He clenches and finally Siren’s hips stutter. Warmth of a different sort fills him, and Jason swears his dick twitches as if inspired to try for a third.

Time gets a little fizzy for Jason as he focuses on catching his breath, only gasping once Siren pulls out. Sensation slowly returns to his numb limbs. “Careful, honey bee. There you go,” Siren coos gently, guiding Jason to lay on his side. “There’s a wet spot there. We made a mess, huh. You stay put.”

Vaguely, he hears the padding of feet. He concentrates on wiggling his fingers and then toes. “You want this off? Oh babe, you must be boiling in there.” Jason obligingly rolls his head so Siren can access the release on the back. The rush of cool air is a relief, he barely noticed how warm he was.

Jason hums, cracking an eye open when Siren begins combing fingers through his sweaty hair. “You poor thing, you’re drenched. Wanna get showered?” Absolutely not. The thought of getting up just then is abhorrent, so Jason shakes his head. “No words right now? That’s ok, puppy. Let me get you a little cleaned up and a towel down. Will you have some water for me?”

The washcloth is warm on his skin. When Siren finishes, they press a kiss to his hip bone. He sits up just long enough to drain most of a glass of water. Flopping onto his back, Jason sprawls across the couch.

“Scooch, how am I supposed to cuddle you if there’s no room?” Jason squints at them, but doesn't move. “It's like you think this will stop me.”

They clamber onto him, slotting themselves between his legs to fold arms over his chest. “It's like you think this wasn't my plan,” Jason comments. As Siren settles, he loops his arms around their back.

There's blissful silence for about three seconds. Siren wiggles. “Hey, you ever thought about soaking? Cock warming?”

Jason groans, and not in pleasure. No, he hasn't. But now he is… and, huh. That's new. He considers it, finds he might like that.

“You'd be so cute stuffed with my cock for hours. We could get a mirror for the bedroom, make it so you can see. Your asshole is amazing. You'd be a great cock warmer.”

When Jason doesn't answer, Siren pauses. “We don't have to. You know my rules, no means –.”

“No, I know. I'm not saying no. Just… give me a few days?” Siren smothers a smile.

“Of course. We can make a whole thing of it. Let me spoil you. Buy us dinner, get some sweet treats, something nice for a bath after. Yeah? Sound good?” They beam at him, and Jason is hopeless.

“You've ruined me.” It makes them laugh, bright and happy. “How are you always like this? You have too much energy.”

They hum, kiss his pec. “Can't help it. Hey, you patrolling tonight?”

Maybe if he could feel his legs. “Nah, I'll do gear and weapons maintenance.”

“Good, you deserve the rest. Want me to grab something to eat when I'm done?” They idly trace a scar on his bicep. “I can even get you some of those disgusting chili dogs.”

“Disgusting, they say. As if you didn't text me last week to beg for four of them.”

They flap hands vaguely in his face, shooing away the teasing remark. “Wait! If I do a seance for Nana Franny again, do you think she’ll make me more birria?”

Jason catches their hands, smoothes a thumb over the bare nails. “Nah, she called yesterday. Her oven is acting up. I’ll go fix it and then we’ll be birria rich.” Siren gasps.

“It’s fate! Hey, wanna pick a couple colors for my nails? You have a good eye. Don’t just pick reds though, puppy.” A phone, lodged somewhere in the couch, starts ringing. Siren surges up for a kiss, digging it from between the armrest and cushion at the same time. “And now I have to start getting ready.”

When Jason bench presses by their hips, Siren makes an appreciative ‘ooh’. Mostly Jason does it to avoid their flailing limbs, and inevitable elbow to the solar plexus he always gets when Siren scrambles off his chest.

“You stay put, puppy. Rest. Drink lots of water.” They pat his chest, then trot down the hall. “Wait, have you ever thought about shibari?”

“Stop it!”

#dead on main #dc x dp fic #SO MUCH SMUT #my writing #DNI INRY #DNI minors #please i swear to fuck #not beta read

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deonsx · 1 year ago

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Hot Night

Content: Dom!Dazai, Sub!Reader Virginity, smut, nsfw

you and osamu have been together for over half a year you have been in the same house at the same job but you haven't had a nightlife yet so your boyfriend didn't force you but he always found a different way to show you his love.

you knew how fond he was of such things and how much experience he had because you knew about his past life But tonight you were feeling ready for him you heard the key ring in the doorway and the moment his walked in home his voice the tinkling

"Bella I'm home" the sound of footsteps filled the brown-haired boy's ears, seeing his girlfriend across from him, brown irises tinted and eyes narrowed with a smile "I missed you osamu.."

you approached him and greeted him with a deep kiss, the brunette's hand reached his waist and he extended the kiss, right at that moment you said in his ear "I want…” your voice was hoarse but then you repeated “ı want you ‘samu”

the surprise in his eyes quickly hit you with a smile, he quickly took you in his arms and you reached your bedroom without realizing what was going on brown eyes were wildly focused on taking off your clothes, you put your feet on his back, you didn't know what to do and you were a little embarrassed you wanted to bury your head in the pillow but osamu kissed your skin and said "don't be afraid bella I'm here"

the bites increased from your neck to your chest dazai you couldn't help but moan as you left bruises on your chest he must have liked it so much he chuckled "my god hearing these voices from you transports me to heaven"

slowly came closer to the wet area "hmm" you felt her fingers rubbing and chills spread throughout your body dazai didn't hesitate as he put two fingers inside you even a fool would know he was really experienced "O-osamu it feels weird" "I know, my love" he took his fingers out of you and brought them to his mouth and licked. you couldn't help thinking if it would hurt

You glanced at the brunette, except for her pants, she was undressed like you, and you squinted when you heard the sound of the zipper. his dick was already erect it felt good to see him from this angle you needed him as much as he needed you

he looked at you and asked you for an approval. you nodded as if to get your approval but he was still looking at you "please answer my love" "yes I want osamu" your voice came out very hoarse but very clear

You couldn't stop biting your lip and moaning as he slowly inserted his dick "let me hear your voice dear" he said slowly you felt like you couldn't breathe with all his dick inside you he did everything for you slowly. your pain was reflected on your face quickly your boyfriend waited for you to get used to the pain slowly stopped. "please contine" you finally spoke in a shaky voice

sped up his shaft inside muffled voices echoing across the room in the moonlight your fingernails left scratches on his back. you felt a knot in your stomach "A-hh o-osamu" your body trembled the movements quickened "fuck you you're so narrow it's really incredible" your cheeks flushed even at that moment pleasure sounds increased kisses with bites they were all things that will leave scars tomorrow dazai made sure that you were his

you prayed your neighbors wouldn't hear your voices you felt the knot unravel in your stomach you moaned the name "o-osamu" "I know my love go ahead and come for me" waiting for your boyfriend to keep the tide rhythm suddenly sped up and made you throw your head back in delight "fuck you osamu!" You heard the brunette giggle. He approached you and pulled you into a long breathless kiss. The wedding in your stomach snapped fast

you both reached the top at the same time. osamu bent over you and kissed your forehead, laying himself on bed .he hugged you left kisses "I love you.." when he finally got the position to speak out of breath, you lay your head on his neck "I love you too osamu"

@lotomber (ı hope you like it^^)

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waterfallofspace · 1 year ago

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🌵 w/ inum/aki?

Thank you for the ask~ Sorry it's taking me a little bit to fill these, been working on a different project.

🌵 Inconvenient for I/numaki~ Everyone in this is Aged Up, think 20+ Dropped under cut, 1.3k words (still a drabble!~)

(feat. M/egumi and Y/uta, and definite I/nuokko ship.) Hope that's alright~ It's just how 'inconvenient' felt to me!

“hH-”

“Did you say something?” Megumi calls, Yuta spinning around to meet Toge’s eyes.

“Okakahh-” With a fast rub to his nose, Toge tries again. “Okaka.”

Megumi rolls his eyes and walks away, focus drawn to his dogs as they scan the building. Once they’re alone, Yuta gives his shoulder a light squeeze. He whispers something Toge’s sure is reassuring, but the buzzing in his sinuses renders the words lost on him.

He shouldn’t have pulled his zipper down. They’re used to missions in abandoned buildings, the dust isn’t exactly new. Usually Toge will keep his zipper up, or stock up on medication, but he was a last minute addition to this mission. It was supposed to just be Yuta and Megumi, but Yuta had a long week and asked Toge if he’d wanna come.

It was a sweet request, considering the circumstances. If not for this assignment they likely wouldn’t see each other for more than a passing minute between assignments. The life of a Jujutsu sorcerer is busy enough, but a special grade? Yuta barely got a day to himself anymore.

“huhh-” But he shouldn’t have pulled his zipper down.

He wasn’t even supposed to be using curse techniques, Yuta had instructed him not to. ‘Hey, I don’t want you to be in pain because I wanted to hang out, so leave the curse to me!’ Megumi though.

Toge casts a glance towards the Ten Shadows user. He’s wearing the look of arrogant displeasure he usually dawns. Once they got to the building he had taken charge, despite Yuta being a higher class. He’d sent Yuta to survey the building, and instructed Toge to prepare for any smaller curses.

Pulled from his memories, Toge feels the urgency bubble up in his throat. Megumi and Yuta are rambling on about something, Yuta can set anyone at ease. Taking the moment to retreat, Toge throws himself into an empty room, huddling in the further corner for-

“hgNt-! dnxt-!”

He feels the release of cursed energy fade out into the air, the buzzing from his seals starting to fade. Bringing a hand to his throat, he offers a light cough. It doesn’t seem to have done any damage yet, but holding them in will only last so long.

“Toge? Where’d you go?”

Following Yuta’s voice, Toge rejoins the group. He offers a halfhearted shrug, holding back the sniffle that urges to break through. Megumi seems distracted, his dogs starting to whine as they walk towards the second floor.

Using their brief privacy, Yuta pulls Toge aside.

“You alright? I noticed you’re a bit quiet.” At Toge’s chuckle, Yuta’s face flushes. “Well- well not quiet, well yeah quiet, but just more than normal! B- but of course you’re quiet, I mean- well you know what I mean, I ju-”

Toge cuts him off with a soft touch, running his fingers against Yuta’s cheek. With his other hand he spells out ‘I know.’ Yuta melts into the touch, eyes starting to close, before snapping back open as Toge coughs again.

“Is something wrong? Did your mission yesterday get intense? I had thought it was just a small thing, I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have asked you to come out right after that…”

“Okaka.” Holding his hand up again, Toge finds himself looking at anything but Yuta as he spells it out. ‘Sneeze.’

Now that it’s in the open, Toge lets his fingers grip his nose. The itch dies down a little, but the tingling running through his seals tells him it won’t last long. Yuta’s frowning, eyes tracing over a line in the wall as he runs through the same thought process Toge already completed.

If it was just them, he could just let them out. While it might embarrass Toge a little still, Yuta’s made it clear he doesn’t mind. But it’s not just them. And Megumi? Megumi does mind. Out of everyone, he’s probably the most annoyed by it, Maki following at a close second. Though Maki at least has the courtesy to pretend she isn’t.

Feeling a hand on his arm, Toge pulls his focus back to Yuta. The look that meets his eyes is determined. “I’ll make up an excuse so you can leave. Megumi never has to kn-”

As if hearing his name, Megumi shouts from up the stairs. Toge barely catches the words, but Yuta yells back something about ‘on the way’, so they begin to run. Once they open the final door, Yuta’s mouth falls open. A swarm of low grade curses scurry across the floor, mumbling their usual nonsense.

“Toge, your turn,” Megumi says, pulling his hands together in preparation.

Without thinking, Toge opens his mouth. “Twishht-!”

The spirits let out little bursts of air, beginning to skitter faster. Behind him Yuta and Megumi double over in harmony with sneezes of their own.

Toge pinches his nose for the next command. “Crush.”

This time it works, the spirits pulling together into a ball before crushing into mist. Megumi growls, glaring at Toge as he turns to face them. Feeling his cheeks heat, Toge offers a meek ‘sorry’, glancing at Yuta at the arm squeeze.

Megumi’s having no part of it, wrist still pressed to his face. “What the hell was-”

Frantically signing ‘sorry’ over and over, Toge feels the tingle spread back into his seals. He only manages to duck into his chest with the fit that refuses to be contained anymore.

“tieshh-! ingxt-! I- Ikurahh… ashhih-! kshh’ie-! ieshh’uu-!”

Megumi curses under his breath, raising his other hand to support his wrist as the burst takes him over. “kpshh’iew-! ingxt’iew-! apshh’iew-! hp’tschhiew-! et’pshhuh-!”

Both turn to Yuta, his hands frantically fanning his nose. “S- sorry guys it’s…. hehh- tIHHzShHyew-! kIHnXGt’ew-!”

There’s a pause, desperation swimming through Yuta’s eyes as they begin to water. He gasps once, twice, before another pitchy whine pulls it’s way free from his sinuses. “hHyiEZSHhih-!”

“You gonna live?” Megumi asks, the concern starting to leak out. Figures, Yuta was always his favourite.

“Y- yeahhh… hihh! gehh… I’m okay. It juhhh… huHtieZShhYEw-! Oh, scuse me. One mehhh… more.”

Toge attempts to sign ‘I’m so sorry’ over and over, but with his eyes fluttering shut, Yuta can’t see it. Not for the first time, Toge curses himself for being unable to communicate such a simple thing.

Noticing his irritation, Megumi softens, offering a quiet, “He’s saying sorry.”

Yuta manages to pry open his eyes long enough to meet Toge’s gaze. Repeating the gesture, Toge apologizes again. With his free hand, Yuta reaches over and gently brushes his arm. He attempts to talk between the hitches.

“You hh… have- oh wait it’s- hHdYIZShhyueww-! Oh, there we go,” Yuta chuckles, rubbing his nose. “You have nothing to apologize for. I’m the one who takes five minutes to get through what takes you two mere seconds.”

A tense silence falls over the trio as Toge sniffles, Megumi casting a dark gaze his way. Toge replies with “Okaka.” Done, for now.

Just as Yuta thinks about filling the silence, Megumi breaks it first. “When you, uh, hold them in like that-”

“Stifle,” Yuta offers.

Megumi nods, attention still on Toge. “When you stifle, that makes others stifle too?”

Flinching a little, Toge nods. It’s hard to test that sort of thing, but through Yuta he’s learned a bit more about how the effects work. It has something to do with cursed energy and the way it’s a ‘command’, of sorts.

“Huh,” Megumi replies, a bit of humour in his tone. “Don’t think I’ve ever heard Yuta stifle before.”

His turn to blush, Yuta’s voice cracks as he begins to stammer out a reply. “W- well I usually don’t, or I guess more can’t. Well, okay I can, but-”

Letting himself fade into the background, Toge watches the interaction unfold. Megumi seems enraptured, attention completely centered on the ramble Yuta’s going off on. A little pride works its way into Toge’s heart. Yuta really is something incredible. His Yuta.

#waterfallasks #waterfalldrabbles #thank you for the request~ I hope it's okay that I included a few others #generally I try to stick to the character requested #but with I/numaki and 'inconvenient' it just felt right to have others~#since I heavily subscribe to the hc that his CT causes those around him to fall victim to his bursts as well~#anywayssss here it is! another lil 'no quality just writing' one

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decaffedthoughts · 6 months ago

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Kinktober Fic 5

Kinks: semi-public sex and collars

Other content: hyunjin is called pet, pretty, and darling, gn dom reader, slight exhibitionism, possessiveness, marking, handjob, mention of bondage

Word count: 995

a/n: sooooo hi again, this took longer than expected, but i'll be posting my last 4 kinktober fics in the next 2 weeks or so. thanks to everyone who will still read these!

Hyunjin looks gorgeous across the room in his collar. The rest of his costume is shoddy, and barely a costume at all, really. He had told you in no uncertain terms that he just wanted to wear his collar out for other people to see. It only had his initials HH on it, so it was clearly custom, but no one knew from that that he was yours. But they would.

You knew that he would be getting hard just from wearing it. Granted, he had lasted longer than you expected him to, but it would only be getting more difficult for him to ignore by now. Soon he'd be coming over to you and begging you to bend him over a bathroom counter, or a bed if you can find your friend's room.

First, of course, someone has to come up and flirt with him. Some stupid, overconfident dude who thought a collar was a free opening to get too close and weird about it. He wouldn't last long. Sure enough, about half a sentence in, Hyunjin gave him a very strong side-eye that you could feel from where you were. You laughed into you your drink, he was honestly too good at that.

Within seconds, Hyunjin was dipping out of the crowd towards you. The guy who tried to hit on him was just tall enough that you could see him following. You wanted so badly to see his reaction as you grab Hyunjin by his collar and kiss him, but Hyunjin had gotten just a little too wide. And by the time you separated and checked again, he was gone. What a shame, you wanted to show him just how much Hyunjin was yours. It would happen again, so you would just try again then.

"Hi there, pretty boy. How's it going?" You asked slyly, knowing the exact reasons he had made his way back to you now.

Hyunjin whined, knowing that you already knew. But you were going to make him say it anyways, obviously. It would be so much less fun if you gave him everything he wanted all the time. Then he'd end up even more spoiled, and you'd have a bratty Hyunjin on your hands. Which was fun, if you were in the right mood.

"Why are we here when both know we just wanna go home. Come onnnnnn." He whined out all his words in a very impressive manner.

You had to take it as the opportunity it was to play with and tease him.

"Who said I wanted to leave? I haven't even said hello to everyone yet, we just got here."

In terms of a party, you really had just got there, but in terms of Hyunjin's patience it might as well have been a full 6 hours.

Hyunjin just pouted harder, and you couldn't claim an entire lack of arousal watching him walk around with a collar on in public. It wasn't out of place and didn't have your name on it or anything, but you could do that after. Claim him like that. He'd probably like it, Hyunjin was kind of like that.

"Come on. I need something, wearing this and having everyone look at it whenever I go past is killing me."

"Anything?" You question him, wondering how far you can push him here before he drags you out with his own two hands.

"Anything." He nods.

Hyunjin knows that's a dangerous thing to say with you, so he must be more desperate than you thought. You don't say another word for now, just grabbing him by the wrist and going to find a semi-isolated bathroom. It's basically a fucking mansion out here, so surely there's an extra room that someone won't miss.

You pull him into one by some strange back garden door, and pin Hyunjin against the wall. He goes willingly, practically limp other than what he needs to hold himself up. His pants are too tight when you go to reach under them, so he helps you, fumbling at undoing the belt and zipper. It's almost more horny like this than fully taking them off, like it shows that you just couldn't wait long enough.

Hyunjin's hands fly back to brace against the wall, knowing he shouldn't reach for you without permission when he's already pushed you this far. He's wet and hard, and you're sure it'd be a pretty dick pic in better lighting. As is, his face is a far better sight and you watch that instead as you jerk him off hard. It's harsher than he likes it, but Hyunjin said he'd take anything, so you'll take him up on that offer.

"My pretty pet in his collar. We'll have to put my name on it when we're done here so you can wear it again." You grin, imagining what it'll look like on him next time.

"Haaaa, please. Fuck, so good. Been thinking about who can tell the collar is for more than just my costume, and it means I'm claimed." It all rushes out of him, occasionally broken by high moans.

He must have been needy before you left if he's already this close.

"Mhm, my pet. Maybe someone'll come back here and listen to you going stupid from just my hand."

"Please, please!" He begs.

You know he's still listening to you, not gone that dumb yet, but you don't feel like drawing it out in this shitty bathroom.

"Cum for me, pretty. Make a mess of yourself."

Visibly giving in, Hyunjin shakes, pressing himself into the wall. Your hand is painted white, but you manage to avoid getting it on your costume. Though who knows how much it matters because you're pretty tempted to leave right after this.

"That was a good one darling, good job." You comment, licking a little of his cum off your hand and he shudders in response. "We're leaving and then I'm gonna tie you down tonight."

#my writing #kinktober #skz kinktober #stray kids kinktober #hyunjin smut #hwang hyunjin smut #skz smut #stray kids smut

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brick-a-doodle-do · 2 years ago

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Hitting you with boredom questions for the inbetweens of lore.

Hit me

Your fav word right now

Fav number

Fav letter

Fav flower and specific colour

Fav plot line of the dsmp lore you’ve seen so far.

Fav most recently watched interaction of dsmp lore

Have you been hit with any story fic ideas while watching the lore as of right now

Skirts or shorts?

Bucket hats or caps?

Fav movie snack

Are you a hoodie person? If yes, zip ups or pull overs?

Hope this fills some time!!!! Thanks for the previous questions before!!!

THANK YOU i just watched the sad-ist animation dawn of 16 again bc it's my tradition to watch them at the end of each era (sometimes before or sometimes after depending on what it was for) so i am just so hype rn for no reason. i fucking love the dream smp 😭😭

ANYWAYSSS THANK YOU FOR THE QUESTIONS :d

HMM probably smithereen(s) (for obvious reasons) or trembling. those are fun :D

my favorite number changes but usually i like the numbers 6 & 11 :D

HMMMMMM probably m, w or d bc they're fun to write

my favorite flowers are calendulas. um. for no reason in particular. ahah

HH favorite specific color is hard cause idrk? i usually go with red as just my basic favorite color. but if i was being specific specific, idk the name but i do know the hue is #c92351. also tortilla brown is good if paired with the right colors

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH there's so much to say. i can't go down the road of any bonding stuff cause TECHNICALLY that isn't really a plot line. so um i like the dreamon thing with tubbo fundy & sap, uhhh and of course when tommy and wilbur are FRESH out of exile. and going wayyy back, i really like seeing how tommy starts to like...form the server into what it eventually ends/ended up being. it's fun. and of course the disc saga cause YES!!! BUTTT if i had to choose i'd say CURRENTLY it's the sapnap & tommy duel in the pet finale. it's fucking funny as shit 😭 OHH and also that whole thing where everyone has schlatt surrounded and he just dies from a heart attack and comes back and says "flatty. patty." IT'S SO RANDOM I LOVE IT

for INTERACTIONS i can go specific cause yes....um techno giving his "die like a hero" speech is nice. and dream and tommy sitting on the bench together is just...peaceful. cause a LOT of the server is together looking off into the distance, it feels like a REALLY good ending to a "season". and uhh there's a lot of little interactions like the whole schlatt thing i mentioned...oh god i need to cut myself off bc actually watching VODS instead of like lore outlines is so rewarding cause i can get down in the crevices and see EVERYTHING (granted i have a LOT of different povs to get to but it's happening! slowly! and with the delayed (cancelled) season 2 i have a lot more time than i thought i did lmao)

i have actually! a lot.... :') mainly just little things cause everytime someone says REMOTELY close to sounding g/t i just....mwah add it to random lines i might make a fic out of. i already sent orchid a fake fic title from something wilbur/tommy (i forget) said LMFAO

i'd prefer pants over anything but shorts!

not a hat gal, and if i am it's beanies....but if i had to choose i'd say bucket hats, they're a vibe :D

HM i gotta go with the basic option of saying popcorn. it's just unbeatable and the BEST option out of everything :D bonus if there's hot tamales or mike & ikes mixed in >:3

yes i am! and pullover all the way, i hate the way zippers look

THANK YOU FOR THESE QUESTIONSSS !!!

time for exile arc lets goo

#brickquiries #becky brickling #beckyu my beloved <33 #cc!brick

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verydesperatehousewife · 5 days ago

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hh-zippers · 7 months ago

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