#OMGGGG FOAMING AT THE MOUTHHHHH

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bella stoopppppp doing this to meeeee plz I BEG OF YOU!!!

ᥫ᭡ ─ CAN’T TAKE IT! ⸝⸝ multi.

ଘ. featuring ⸝⸝ getō, gojo, toji, nanami, choso x f!reader

ଘ. synopsis ⸝⸝ how they react to you “running” from them when it becomes too much to handle.

ଘ. warnings ⸝⸝ 0.9k wc. pwp. separate smut. twitter p*rn. cervix fucking. belly bulging. size difference. dacryphilia. degrading (w/ gojo). spanking (w/ getō + toji). hair pulling (w/ toji). choking (w/ choso). big mean men with big fat cocks. (17+).

ᥫ᭡ ─ suguru getō !

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getō is so mean and cocky about it :( he knows he has a fat cock and he knows how his cock is too big for your little cunt to handle all in one go, so he enjoys bullying your poor little pussy with a smirk till your begging for him to slow down..

⤷ a stinging swat cracks down onto your aching ass that already welts with large and cruel handprints, “what did i tell you about doing that?” getō grunts, clipping his hands around your sides to reel you back against him, again, in just the span of five minutes, “hm? use your words baby.” he sneers, forcing your hips against his till the hard flushed crown of his cock kisses your soft spot, kissing your sensitive cervix.

“you.. you said to s-stop runnin’ from you.” you hiccup. “then why do you keep doin’ that, huh?” getō knows exactly why, knowing how his cock ravages your poor and abused insides at each long, deep, and languid stroke he plunges with, but he just wants to hear it babble out from your mouth for his own pleasure, “because! y’know you're too big to be going that fast!” you whine out, chest heaving and heart thumping against your ribs at the hefty feel of his heavy cock jerking and throbbing deep inside of you.

“you're really whiney tonight, y’know..” you feel getō’s hand soothe down your soft mound of flesh, wisping gentle fingers against that sensitive skin that quivers, “‘n y’know how i feel about that mouth of yours babbling out excuses rather than just listening.” another mean strike connects roughly against your skin, feeling it begin to itch at the stinging contact as getō pulls his hips back in sync, ready to clash with yours, and with a smirk resting at his lips, already hearing you draw out a whine for mercy..

ᥫ᭡ ─ satoru gojo !

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gojo’s ego could only shoot up so high when you're clinging at the sheets for your dear life for the way he bullies your little pussy. he can't help it either :| he can't help but watch you tremble beneath him with wary eyes as a plea to slow down, only to be met with cruel whispers and chuckles at your weakness..

⤷ “better take this cock like a good little slut,” just the second of trying to pop off his cock and hands flinging back to nudge at his abdomen, gojo’s larger hands are already swatting yours away and raking down your sides to reel you back in, “i said to take it, not run from it.” he jeers.

and gojo’s thrusts only get cruel at each plea you let out; each rough buck of his hips clashing with yours shooting you into a deeper reverie, falling almost entirely limp at the way he uses your sopping little pussy, using you till your shaking in his hands like a ragdoll. he can't help it either, adoring the way you stuff your weeping face into the fluff pillows, little hands clinging to the sheets as a safe haven, and feet softly trying to kick away the pain of delicious and debleating pleasure.

“begging for this cock all day like a little fuckin’ whore,” the way his cock jabs up and against your tummy sports a pretty bulge of his thick print pistoning in and out of you at each long stroke he sharply plunges in with, “now your tryna run from it,” he tch’s, almost laughing at the way you shiver and squirm below him, almost wanting to mock the way you cry out how it's too much, but only a silent editorial falls through, “such a whore, can't even take cock, pathetic..”

ᥫ᭡ ─ toji fushiguro !

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toji is a big ol’ bully :( he fucks his fat cock so deep into your abused little cunt till you start to cry, till little tears cling at your lashes just for him to only mock you. mimic your words like a mean ol’ bully would :( he’ll even watch you hiccup till you settle down with a stern, annoyed look on his face just for him to do it all again..

⤷ “the fuck you runnin’ for? huh?” a guttural growl scratches at toji’s throat raw, annoyed, again, that you keep whining and thrusting upwards and away from his cock that buries deep into your little cunt, “get your ass back here.” with his draw of words, a sharp prick lands against the curve of your ass, and it's cruel, feeling his callused fingers drag along your skin till it raked with his print, even feeling the cold wedding band around his finger drag against you.

“‘s too much t-toji—!” your agonized plea that falters into the many pillows your face is flushed into gets strained from your throat, ripping a cry to fumble through when his hand clipped through your hair, pulling from the thick roots.

“aww, what's that? you said ‘s too much?” he mocks, almost chuckling at the way you nod in mercy, “too bad. you're a big girl so take this fuckin’ cock like one.” the sharp buck of his strong hips clashing against yours forces your body to jolt upward at the rough contact, almost knocking the air out your heaving lungs, feeling how his heavy cock stuffs your gummy walls to the hilt, how you can feel it bulge against your insides, feeling the fat crown of his cock kissing your cervix when he picks back up his mean rhythm..

ᥫ᭡ ─ kento nanami !

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nanami is so gentle and patient with you, even when he grunts a little for having to pull you back against him.. but that doesn't stop him from soothing you, rubbing your tummy that bulges with the thick print of his cock, soothing your flushed face that pearls with beads of sweat and salty tears, and making you cry because it gets too much to handle for your little cunt to take :(..

⤷ “it's alright sweetheart, you can take it,” nanami seats you back onto him, grasping a vice around the dip of your hips to hold you down, “take your time, you can do it.” he feels you shaking above him, legs trembling and back curling forward in defeat.

“kento i cant— it's too much, i can't..” you whimper, clammy hands clinging to his broad shoulders as a safe haven, and the teary look you give him in failure makes him sigh heavily, “yes you can,” your eyes lighten, batting up to his in plea as he sits there, cock throbbing deep in your gummy walls, “don't look at me like that and get to it.” he's not asking anymore, hearing the way his demand rolled off his tongue like a sharp blade scratching at your ears.

“but—” “no. you take it or do i need to do all the work?” nanami’s grip around you tightens, almost pricking his clipped nails into your fevered skin. you quickly swallow down your pitty, knowing, either way, you weren't going to get your way. and knowing you can't take his cock when you're riding him like this, but you can take your time, unlike when he's in control.. and he knows that too. so, you press your shaky legs upwards and plop back down against him, filling yourself up with the fat of his cock..

ᥫ᭡ ─ choso !

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his grip gets cruel :( his big callused hands clip around your sides and throat so roughly and firm you can't move, not even a nudge, but only bounce along with the hard thrusts of his hips clashing with yours :( choso just wants you to be a big girl for him..

⤷ “move again,” choso was quick to wrap his long, slender fingers around your throat that bobs in sync with your hiccups, “‘n watch what happens.” his threat is cruel to your ears, making your heart swell in defeat, and forcing yourself to settle below him, to open your shaky legs back up and swallow down your hiccups.

he waits and watches you with hooded eyes, they're murky, clouded, and filled with ecstasy but drilled with annoyance from your stubbornness, “you done?” he asks, almost as if he's playing a cruel game with you because his mean grip around your throat only tightens at his question. hardly the smallest of squeaks falter from between your lips as you try to answer, but the crush to your windpipe is forcing otherwise, almost as if he's tired of hearing you whine.. so, you nod your head in response.

“good girl.” choso draws his hips back, angling himself just right to pump up his thick cock back into you, to fill you back up and watch you squirm at the debleating pleasure rising at your tummy. and as soon as he picks back up his rhythm, your shaky hands are already trying to push him away, pressing the tips of your fingers against his abdomen, feeling the tense muscles flex beneath the pads of your fingers, “knock it off,” his free hands swats yours away, “just a little longer, okay? you think you can do that?” he knows he's lying..

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