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Dirty Girl Panties .á
đđ: satoru, suguru, nanami, choso, hiromi, ino, toji
note: you put your dirty panties in their pocket !
warnings: cursing, sexual, perv!geto, perv!toji, perv!ino, f!reader
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suguru doesn't really get jealous because he knows that you belong to him, and he knows that you know that as well. in fact, nearly everyone knows that this man is obsessed with you.
even now at a party as satoru slings an arm around your shoulder and tells you jokes, suguru watches from his spot near the wall, smiling to himself as you shift in your chair and press your thighs together. he takes a sip from his drink, and satoru looks over at him, grinning as he gives your shoulder a light squeeze.
once you start chatting with ieiri and kento, satoru makes his way over to suguru, snickering the whole time. "aw, you jealous, suguru? you were staring pretty hard."
suguru gulps more of his drink, then chuckles. it's a light, dangerous sound; one that makes satoru pause momentarily.
oh, satoru.
why would suguru be jealous, knowing that underneath your pretty dress that you wore to the party, your skin is littered with love bites that he left on you not too long ago when he pulled you into ths bathroom?
why would suguru take time to be jealous about satoru telling you dumb jokes when he can think about how pretty you looked and sounded when he fucked you silly? when you were desperately begging him to cum and whining that you're all his and no one else's?
why would suguru be jealous when your panties are stuffed in his pocket, and he knows that the reason you're pressing your thighs together right this second is because you know his cum will leak out if you don't?
as suguru is lost in his thoughts, you turn to look at him and meet his violet-colored eyes. the corner of his mouth lifts into a knowing smirk, and you shyly cast your gaze downward, shifting in your seat once againâmore than likely thinking about the same thing he was. fuck, you're so cute. he can never get enough of you. maybe he should pull you back into that bathroom.
"yo, suguru, you listenin'?" satoru's impatient voice snaps him out of his filthy daydream.
"yeah, mhm." suguru bites back a laugh as he raises his cup to his lips again. "definitely jealous."
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THAT GIRL IS...POISON!!!
Overstimulation, slight somno, Not proofread
A/n - hello! I know I havenât been posting that much recently because Iâm on a small tumblr break but I still decided to schedule this post so I hope everyone enjoys it!
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Sweetheartâhahh fuck! Donât you think youâre going too ngh-fast, Ohh fuckkk!â His moans escaped in a mixture of desperation and pleasure, his voice husky and filled with desire as he struggled to maintain his hold on your waist in an attempt to steady himself properlyâFuck, Satoru felt so lightheaded and dizzy, his thighs trembled as he weakly tried to recover from his pasting orgasms which was theâŠthird one?? In a row.
It wasnât really your intention for it to be this way. Dealing with difficult coworkers all day was challenging enough, but having to cover a shift last minute because of someone else's absence made things even tougher for you. So least to say when you finally came home from work you were sooo frustrated and had to let off some steam and you donât know what, but something came over you seeing your pretty boyfriend, shirtless with his grey sweatpants hanging low by his hips, revealing a glimpse of his mouth-watering happy trail and v line in the kitchen cooking dinner for the two of you. Itâs like it triggered something inside of your brain.
And that's how you found yourself on top of him on the living room couch, his snowy-white hair tickling his forehead, damped with sweat as he gazed up at you with half-lidden eyes in a mixture of exhaustion and desire. His sticky cum from the last three rounds marinating inside your cunt as you continued milking him for the forth, sure your thighs were quivering and aching but itâs nothing compared to the overwhelming amount of pleasure you got from fucking your boyfriend like this. Your feet gently rested on his toned thighs as you bounced up and down on his cock, trying to cum once again and get him as stimulated as possible.
His jaw fell slack and his eyes rolled back repeatedly in sheer ecstasy at the lewd sight of you fucking down at him like thisâsure Satoru loved being in control and fucking you absolutely stupid as you drooled and cried into his expensive bed sheets while he pounds your sloppy little cunt from behind but thereâs just something about seeing his feisty, persistent little girlfriend being so demanding and treating him like your personal toy to fuck yourself on made him lose his mind. He loved it so so much.
He enjoys being your dildo to cream onâeven if heâs on the verge of literal tears right now from the overstimulation of you bouncing your ass on his twitching, overused cock. he didnât even had the power to try and get you off from his oversensitive dickâall he could do is lie there and take it. You wonât lie, you carried a lot of pride in having the strongest a whimpering and moaning mess alll because of you.
âBabyyy, Goddd! youâre so fucking crazyâ his voice cracked as he flashed a fucked out smile at you as you ran your fingertips along the defined ridges of his abs before trailing them upwards to his chestâfeeling every bit of muscle from his body that you could possibly reach. âYou look so shit!- fucking beautifulâ.
âYeahhh? Oh you look so pretty like this too toruuuâ you cooed, his cock was filling you up so well, just the way you wanted. You raked your hand over his chest, groping it before you accidentally did something. Which made his cock jump inside of you, throbbing and pulsatingâyou felt it and it made you questioned, why you never thought about it before?
âWhatthefuckâHoly shitt nghhâ he groaned out, a lump forming in his throat.
You pinched both of his nipples, twisting and toying with the hardened bud before he lets out a high-pitched whine, his ragged breaths quickening as he came, spilling whatever bit of cum was left inside his balls into your already stuffed and leaking pussy, the action catching you off guard, causing your back arched slightly, the overwhelming pleasure consumed you as your rhythm got sloppy. You quickly chased your high following himâhis gooey cum coating your sensitive clit and dripping down all over his balls and sheets as his balls throbbed with his release, his seed getting fucked so deep inside you as you continued bouncing on him.
His pretty pathetic whimpers and moans were like music to your ears, you were actually starting to feel bad but you were soo desperate to cum, you had toâeven if you already did it about four times. It felt so fucking good and seeing Satoru like this made you even hornier.
You moved your hand down to rub your clit, feeling the intense pleasure building up as three of your fingers carefully circled the sensitive bundle of nerves as Satoru weakly looked up at you, if it wasnât for his bright ass blue eyes peaking out faintly, you wouldnât have even noticed. He had no power or energy to do anything, itâs like your pussy snatched his soul from his body and heâs just laying there lifeless but with his cock still throbbing with need and joy.
âMmm fuck baby, Mâ gonna cum on your cock again, gonna make a creamy little mess on you toruâ you moaned out, your head falling back as you squeezed a handful of your bouncing tits, he whines eagerly at your exclamations. The pit of your stomach flutters as you came undone on your boyfriend's cock once again, your juices leaking all around his shaft as your pussy squeezes around him like a vice, at this point, Satoruâs cheeks were so flushed and feverish.
Your body collapsed onto his with his cock still nested and marinating in your warm, cum-filled pussy as you brushed the stands of stray hairs that veiled his eyes before planting a sweet, gentle kiss on his forehead. There for no doubt that Satoru wasnât asleep right now, you could just tell from his breathing patterns and it was sooo adorable to you.
Maybe youâll give him some time to wake up before round five orrr was it six? starts again.
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suguru finding out you're feeling all pent up and needy and he's just so cruel, sitting next to you on the couch as he rubs messy little circles into your pudgy clit, shushing you as the movie plays on.
"hush, baby, i can't hear the tv," he chides you, taking a little break to give light smacks against your puffy slit and biting the inside of his cheek to stop from grinning at your pitiful sob.
it's painful, not for you, but for him. he wants nothing more but to slide his pretty fingers inside of your drippy pussy, but he has to be mean, has to get you nice and worked up. after all, if he doesn't, your not gonna get all creamy and wet on his dick later, and nothing is better than watching all that slick drip out of you and down his balls as he has you just sit on it.
so, he just keeps rubbing circles into your clit, humming as you tugged on his arm, pleading quietly for more, for something, anything. and all you get is that calm smile and another slap to your pussy as he leans close to your ear. "if you don't stop being a needy little slut, i'll make you get yourself off, baby. does that sound good? no? then behead, 'm trying to watch my movie."
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Knowing how quickly you get flustered for him it's not only a pleasure but a duty to lean and say "I can't wait for you to sit on my face tonight" loud enough for the people nearby to hear that. When you step away looking down and trying to focus on the label he just stands there proudly seeing your cute reaction and he knows damn well that it won't be the last time he does that.
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Gojo can't stop thinking about fucking Geto's girl
MDNI- Explicit-eventual smut-Yandere Gojo is obsessed with you, Geto's girlfriend
Part one here (got requests for pt 2, here it is!! rly just silly smut hehe)
Part Two
Satoru's pretty face is in a state of shock as you look over and see your own naked body on his phone. You blush furiously, walking over as Suguru's handsome face is in a scowl, swiping to the right, his mouth wide open. You come to look and see your ass right on Satoru's phone, gasping.
"You took that without me knowing!?" You demand now, crossing your arms and glaring at your boyfriend's best friend. He runs a hand through his silky white hair, blue eyes swirling as he pouts.
"I just think you're really pretty, is all. And Suguru used to share everything with me. Why can't he share you?" Satoru asks softly, coming closer now and brushing your hair back, only for Suguru to smack his hand.
"Satoru, you're so full of shit. No I'm not sharing her!"
"You're mean and greedy, Sugu. Can't even fuck anyone when I have to look at how pretty she is." Suguru's dark violet eyes narrow now, and you're right between the two extremely tall, extremely built men. Satoru is pouting, Suguru is scowling, and your heart is racing.
"Yes I'm greedy, she's the fucking best at everything."
"Rub it in why don't you!"
"I'm deleting these." You say then, snatching up his phone, and he smirks down at you with those pouty lips, leaning against his desk, far too close, you can smell his expensive cologne, a little brighter than Suguru's, his is a little more musky. They both smell good, shit.
"Go ahead, pretty, already have em in the cloud." He says with a grin, and you shove at him then, feeling the hard planes of his chest, and you both pause then. "Sugu, just once?" He asks softly, and Suguru sighs then, watching you both.
"Oh fine, just once. But you'll have to follow my rules." He says, shocking you, your mouth opens as you look back at him, and he chuckles a bit, hand settling at the nip of your waist, big hand burning your through the thin layer of your dress. "You want this, Princess?" He asks softly, and you look back at this psychotic Satoru Gojo, who's got puppy dog eyes, then back at your boyfriend.
"I mean... yes but... I haven't done anything like this..." You whisper, and Suguru gently cups your face.
"It's up to you, maybe we'll put this sad boy in a good mood." You giggle a bit at that, sighing, looking back at Satoru.
"How many times?"
"Have I jerked off to you?"
"Yes." Satoru grins then. "Fuck, maybe I don't wanna know?"
"Can't count em."
"Jesus, Satoru." Suguru grumbles, smacking his forehead now. "I need to smoke."
"Let's smoke, we can blow it on her pussy hmm?" Satoru says with a wicked grin, and you gasp.
"Blow weed smoke on me!?"
Suguru is chuckling, and you wonder at your boyfriend now, as they both stare down at you, eyes drinking in your body slowly. "She's so cute, isn't she Satoru?" Suguru says with a smirk, and you're starting to feel like a little deer in front of two wolves.
"So cute. Well... shall we?" Satoru holds out a hand to you, and Suguru smacks it, making Satoru glare, as he takes your hand instead.
"Rule number one, no holding her hand."
"You're mean!"
Before you know it, you're in the back of Suguru's car, as his driver is taking the three of you to his place. They're on either side of you, thighs spread too far, hands on your legs, Satoru's long pale fingers squeezing the plush of your thigh, Suguru's more tanned, thicker fingers pressing in gently. It's all too fucking much, them arguing like children over your pussy.
Why do you like it though!?
"You better let me eat her out." Satoru says, in the middle of their negotiations, and you throb around nothing, while he licks his full lower lip, staring right at your lap. Your thighs shift, and they both chuckle.
"Fine, she clearly wants to do that." Suguru teases you now with a wink, making you flush. "But you're using a condom."
Suguru says to Satoru, and he snorts. "Fuck that, I really need to hit it raw-"
"Um hello!? I'm here!" Satoru and Suguru smirk down at you again, both of their hands sliding up your thighs, their breaths against each ear, and you're shaking as you look up at Suguru, then at Satoru, seeing the insane hunger in their eyes. "You've done this before, haven't you both?"
"Not with someone as pretty as you." Satoru whispers, leaning close, so close you taste the mints on his breath. "What's the rule on kissing, Sugu?"
Suguru's now rubbing the fabric of your panties, already sticky with your desire, and he kisses on the side of your neck, tickling you, making you cry out. Satoru stares at your gorgeous face hungrily, as he pictures how it will look when he makes you cum, making him strain against his pants, so hard it hurts.
"You can kiss her, if she wants. Do you, Princess?" You nod weakly then, and Satoru Gojo's lips descend hungrily upon yours.
Shit, what were you in for!?
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HOLY RETRIBUTION. geto
(3.5k) non sorcerer bitchesâ only use is to choke on pp or something like that
â cw . fem reader , reader def mentally unwell , extremely dubious consent , sadism , blow job , extreme degradation , cult leader geto , condom stays on because geto doesnât wanna touch you lowly non sorcerer ew , facial , gagging , he legit almost kills reader with cock like,, chill girl
â an . this is so embarrassing guys im still taking time off but i was looking through my drafts and i wrote this so long ago for @inciseleviathan and i just never posted it so here are crumbs because you all are so nice to me. this is my first stand alone oneshot(n like first time iâve ever written a sub readerâŠ. i was shaking the entire time) + it was written so longgggg ago its so bad im sorry levi i suck butt at writing geto
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âWelcome, F/n L/n.â
You stand there, letting the heavy door to his room swing shut on its own. With a curt nod, you offer a gentle reply. âTo be in your presence like this is an honor.â
Geto sits before you, spread-thigh and wide on his personal throne. A large, cushiony loveseat crafted from royal purple leather, its seams stitched in yellow twine. Resting an elbow on its arm, the man cradles his chin in the dip of a palm and regards you with an uninterested gaze. A stark contrast to the ways in which stars inhabit your eyes when you look toward him. Like you love him or something. Utterly pathetic.Â
You move, bending a knee toward the ground, but Geto halts you. âNot yet.â So you rise back up to your feet. The obedience is appreciated; Geto enjoys this dynamic, holding the reins to your useless body. Youâre the type to relinquish control in the face of high beings, he can practically smell the submission that permeated your aura. Geto smirks behind the fingers that cage his jaw. âSo eager to sing praises.â
As if it was the most obvious thing in the world, you nod. âTo you? Of course.â
âSo Iâve seen. Your latest donations have been entirely too generous.â Cheekily, he giggles. âDoes my cause really mean that much to you? Or were you just hoping to catch my attention?â
âI am just a humble follower looking to support,â you reply, bowing your neck. âI donât want my actions to be misconstrued, this hasnât been some sort of attempt to get in closer with you. I swear it.â
The devotion is so potent, it sends his nose wrinkling. âRaise your head. I told you itâs not time to pay obeisances yet.â Your head snaps forth, Geto can see the lump get swallowed down your throat. The hand he held to his face drops, and up the man sits, straightening his shoulders. Widening himself in all the ways similar to a predator intimidating its prey. âYouâre not a sorcerer.â
You avert your eyes, bearing the shame in all its glory. âThatâs right.âÂ
âYouâre not much of anything, are you?â Not much besides a wimpy money bag he could suck dry.Â
Again, you wilt. âNo, Master Geto.â
Itâs unbearable, the way you crumple so easily. Geto expected more, expected a little banter. Maybe a sweet smile, like all the other women liked to flash him with. A lame attempt at flirtation, to be likely shrugged off without a hitch. But this? This is utterly pathetic.Â
Getoâs grin is forged in desolate disgust, eyes lidded and neck craned forward. âStep forward, will you please?â That sullen face, he must see it up close. Such a familiar expression, depression carved into the permanent frown lines that hang near the corners of your chapped lips. He knows them too well. Knows the dark circles and the permanent pout. âLook at me, and tell me whatâs been troubling you.â
You stand closer, before his throne with awkwardly stiff posture. He awaits your answer patiently, calmly, giving you time to take several wet, wavering breaths of courage. âDo you see room for someone like me in your ideal world?â The question quivers with diffidence, those fingers of yours clawing restlessly into the hem of your worn sweater. âSomeone⊠Someone asâŠâ You struggle to find the word. âUnusable as me?â
He bites his lower lip. He has to, to stave off the cacophony of cackles knocking at the back of his teeth. âUnusable?â From an objective standpoint, you are wholly purposeless in his blueprint for the new world. A non sorcerer would only serve to poison the bloodline, it would never work. So he lies: âPlease mind your tone. I donât appreciate you speaking about my most faithful and devout subscriber like that.â
There is a moment of disbelief that glints happily in your somber, little eyes. The ghost of a smile echoes against your lips, weary, like you refuse to let yourself relish in feeling good. âDo you mean that?â There is a lilt of desperation lacing your words, like you need them to be true for your lifeâs sake.Â
âI mean everything I say.â Oh, the irony. âPut your worries to rest, my dear. Your Master will always find a place for you.â
âIâmâuhm, may I bow now?â You sniffle andâhere come the sweet tears, collecting in glassy beads, pulling down your lower lashes. âIâd like to bow, please.â
Still smiling, Geto shifts in his comfortable seat. The wooden zori sandals on his feet scrape against the traditional wooden floorboards as he widens his thighs graciously. A vacant space between his open legs that he points to; âkneel.â
There is a handful of seconds you spend hesitating, but you comply. You always do.Â
âYouâve come to worship.â
âYes.â
Your head blooms up towards him, as if Geto was the very sun. He studies, finding a deranged eroticism in the way your cheeks glisten under the warm, golden light of his room lamps. Theyâre sodden with tears of gratitude; gratitude towards him. Geto touches himself, a hand flattened against his own hulking thigh. Rubbing down towards his knee, then back up near his hip. A subtle gesture indicating the change in mood.Â
âYou know how I accept reverence.â That roaming palm of his dips down to swipe along the inside of his thigh. âShow me your glory and your love.â
Fatigue thrives in your movements. Slow as molasses, you shimmy your sweater up your torso, then over your head. Your undershirt comes off next, and his nods. âBra too.â Your glory. Your love. You look pained, but strip nonetheless, discarding the underwear to the pile of clothes behind you. Geto makes a pleased grunt, subjecting your bare chest to his own minute of silent examination. He lets you stew in a pit of humility, glancing away while he strokes his sensitive spots to your frigid nudity. âYouâre gorgeous.â
Embarrassed and short, âthank you, Master Geto.â
âThere has never been a non sorcerer as beautiful.â
You wither, curling deeper in on yourself. With what? Discomfort? Or maybe chagrin, Geto muses. For such a useless bitch, you had a decently quick mind. He has no doubts that you sense the bullshit he hawks with all this sentimental beautiful garbage, as if he doesnât sell every spineless broad that line. âThank you, Master Geto.â
You know this, and still you donate. Still, you come back to service him.Â
Thick robes bunch up around the circumference of his waist. Getoâs erection was prominent, even though the bagginess of his bontan pants. Itâs a visible hard-on, stiff and poking out towards you. He massages his rod through his clothes, still watching you. The way you sit there and take it, let him beat off to your pitiful tears because this is how heâs trained his members to properly worship⊠âYou must enjoy this,â he poses, breathy.Â
âI⊠do.â Hesitance again.Â
âDonât you?â Geto presses, constricting the clothed head of his cock in a bruising grip. âThis is a privilege. This is sacred.â He reaches for his pocket, nabs the tin package and fishes it out. A condomâhe expected this from you today. Ever the greedy slut, or so heâd make you feel like you were despite your apprehension. âYou should be grateful to receive my love.â
âYou donât love meâŠâ
Truthful, he could never love something as insignificant as you. But heâd never say that aloud. âI love you,â Geto lies so easily it nearly scares himself. He loves you, he loves the troubled non sorcerer who came to him yesterday, he loves the one that came the day before that, and so forth. The man splits golden foil with his teeth, plucking out the condom and tucking the litter back into his pocket. âI love you,â Geto reiterates, reaching into his pants and pulling his hardness out over the waistband. âI love you,â he says one more time, while holding himself firm in one hand, rolling a sheath onto himself with the other. Itâs purple latex, strangulating his shaft all the way down to his pulsing balls. The appendage hangs heavy between his legs, and you gawk at its every minute twitch.Â
âYouâŠâ You flounder, stumbling over words. âAre we g-going to haveâŠ?â
âHave sex?â You nod, and Geto casts a scornful gaze upon you. âAnd disrespect the sanctity of my clerical celibacy? I should bleed you for thinking something so ridiculous.â Geto took an oath, a vow of abstinence and truth be told, he upholds that vow. Though, perhaps itâs his aversion to touching ordinary people that is the reason heâs made good on his sacred promise thus far. He canât stomach the idea of flesh to non sorcerer flesh.Â
âIâm sorry. I just assumed, w-with the protection.â
Geto takes his dick, pumping slowly. âYou understand my caution. I donât want our skin to meet, itâs unnatural.â Still masturbating himself, he huffs, âTell me you understand.â
You nod absentmindedly, maybe even a little hurt, he thinks. âI understand.â
Geto smiles kindly, puffing out a cute chuckle. âGood.â He shakes his cock, wags it around in your face like heâs teasing a puppy with a piece of meat. âGo on, then. Idolize me with your mouth.â
He doesnât moanâGeto never moans when he gets licked by useless bitches. Itâs unexcitable, your perturbed kitten licks, nervously laving around the crown of his cock head like youâre afraid itâll grow teeth and bite back. Brilliantly ordinary, and his jaw tenses in sexual irritation.Â
âI said to idolize me.âÂ
âIâm trying!â And there you go, crying again. He throbs at the lowly mess of tears and snot and humiliation you wallow in, jaw shivering in quiet sob. âIâm trying, I promise!â
âMaybe you really are unusableâŠâ He mutters as though he hasnât already come to that conclusion thirty minutes prior. âCannot even lick right.â
You plummet into a deeper bow, clammy forehead sticking to the filthy ground at his feet. Itâs an abhorrent sight to see, and he watches with stone-face stoicism as you grovel. âIâm sorry!â Your shoulders stutter with each cry wracking your lungs, âIâm sorry, Master!â
He lets you spill tears, watching and waiting with his cheek perched against his balled fist. For fuckâs sake, he curses himself for overestimating your brittle psyche. Had that morose little visage you wore not been so devastatingly provocative, so worth salivating over, heâd have given you the boot already. Finally, Geto yields, nudging the back of your skull with the sole of his sandal. âSit up.â
As always, even in your worst states of mental stress, you abide by his words. His law. Bare chest presented to him again, and Geto sighs, pleased. You really were a sexy thing, all squishy and damp and so very sick. The struggle will be worth it. âGood,â he praises loosely, âgood.â
âIâm sorry,â you say again, voice reduced to a wet, little whisper.Â
Geto is quick to shake his head. âYou have nothing to apologize for.â
âBut I canât make youâŠâÂ
âMake me cum?â
You fluster at his bluntness, but nod sheepishly. âNot today.â Your eyes, they scamper to your top, forsaken to the floor. He sees the way you long to grab your sweater. âI donât think I can today.â
âToday is as good a day as any.â Geto will not accept your retreat. Not now, not when his crotch yearns for the warmth of an esophagus. That plastic smile never wavers; it sticks to Getoâs lips like tar, mouth corners sharp as shards of glass. He cinched the muscles at his waist, his groin, and made his dick jump. It bobs, up and down and up, and the man sighs. âCanât you see how it aches for you?â
You bear a grimace, looking past the swelling thing to regard Geto with empathetic eye contact. âIt⊠Does it hurt?âÂ
âSo much, I can barely stand it.â And the way you show your guilt so transparently has Getoâs intestines whirring. Because you wouldnât do anything to cause pain to your Master. So sweet of you, honest. Still, he siphons your half assed consent by challenging that unshakable compassion within you. âDo you want me to hurt?â
âNo,â the answer is abrupt, eager. âNo, never.â
So easy. âThen you must wish to remain useless to me.â Geto laughs dryly. âThat must be it, isnât it?â
Distress oozes in the way you lunge forward, a shaky hand quickly finding purchase around the girth of him, and he sighs one more. âNo,â you protest again, âno, no Iâm sorry. We can do this today.â Lips purse against his cockhead; Geto lets you press your stupid kisses to him, even if the stimulation is hardly good enough to consider it worthwhile.Â
âSettle down,â he commands gently, showering you in his pitying stare. âDo you need some help?â
âYes, please, Master Geto.â
âOkay,â he softens to you. Youâll need every ounce of softness he decides to grant. He can feel that numbing chill torment his spine; despite the layers, Geto shivers with the weight of the chill. Itâs a customary routine that has been written into his genetic codeâto summon a curse was as easy as breathing. Itâs an ugly thing, dispelling into the air, levitating above your crown like a fucked up halo. Vivid hues of sickly greens and oceanic blues meshed together in an amorphous, amalgamated fish-like curse. It blinks at him with one large, bloodshot eye, begging to be manipulated.Â
âTake a deep breath, and put me in your mouth.â
The trust youâve invested into Geto must be researched. You complete his every whim, inhaling a gulp of oxygen before ducking down to take his thick head. It sits in your mouth, against the plate of your twitchy tongue, bracing for something to happen. Geto has you right where he needs you.
The curse sinks through the atmosphere, plummets down to latch onto the nape of your delicate neck. You donât miss its noticeable weight, and your eyes widen comically as your skull begins the slow descent down his shaft. He feels the tip of himself prod the webby back of your mouth; you feel it as well, lurching upwards with a strangled gag.Â
He doesnât feel sympathy. He doesnât feel much of anything towards you besides twisted lechery, seeking rapture in every excruciating retch you shed on the impalement. It sickens himâwhen had he begun to seek release over womenâs tears like this? At what point in his miserable existence did sex become a syrupy conduit to sadism?Â
âDo not vomit on me.â
Nails bleed into the meat of his shins. You clutch at them, scratching for mercy through a layer of cotton. Another disgusting gag vibrates his dick when your chin meets his balls. He breathes ragged, uneven breaths, watching with parted lips as his cursed spirit forces your nose into the wiry tuft of his pubic bush.Â
Visceral revulsion stickies Getoâs mouth. Your skin, your drool, it touches him. Rivulets of saliva and tears and sweat collect in the pit of his groin. âMy love is in your throat.â The mess is hard to overlook, but Goddamn it, he canât focus on anything past his own pleasure. A malevolent smirk is what Geto wears as he hunches forward. Chest heaving from over your head. âYouâre turning blue.â
He giggles in excitement like a school boy, fixating on your struggle. Poor nostrils flared, and the frenzied inhaling tickles his sopping pubic bone. The claws in his legs grew weaker, your pupils rolling backwards andâoh no.
âHey.â He lifts his hips, a quick and sharp thrust that knocks the consciousness back into your stupid brain. You choke violently, windpipe seizing so fucking nicely around him. âHey. Wake up.â
Unintelligent babble fizzles out of you, and along with that, more globs of soapy spit. Youâve been shoved down for so deep, for so long, that Geto could actually get charged with battery assault. Or perhaps animal cruelty is more fitting for such a situation. As much as having your neck bulge like this really, really turns him on, Geto also needs you alive. Needs your income, your impressive donations.Â
 âIâm ready to finish.â You must be so relieved, because you burst into tearful nods. âLet me have my way with you for a minute longer. Thatâs all I need.â
The cockwarming was a good preemptive to get the juices building, but Geto needs more to grab onto that climax. He needs more noises, and more struggling. He needs that repetitive back-and-forth of plunging a hole, the primal motion of pumping and pumping and pumping until he explodes. Leaning back and getting comfortable, Geto hoists his bulky thighs up and slides them onto the shelves of your bare shoulders. The angle is orgasmic like this, perfect trajectory to carve into the innermost core of your throat. Geto digs the heels of his stiff shoes into your upper back, and now, he points two lazy fingers towards the curse. A signal.
It grips your head, slimy body leeching between hair follicles, sucking onto your scalp. No warning permitted, the thing begins to oscillate in sporadic up-and-down movement. âYes,â he cracks, infatuated by such a flawless display of submission. Your head gets bounced in his lap, mouth teeming with man and just giving in. Every single jolt and gasp and gag and sob and sniffle makes him preen, ass lifting to meet your vigorous throat with rough humps. âFuck. IâmâŠâ
It was a hasty in-the-moment decision when Geto exploits his curse, using it as a vestige for his impatient hands. The fish rips you from his cock, and you scramble to take in a glutinous gasp of spit-soaked fresh air. Heâs on the edge, toeing the line of his orgasm, and in his lust, he kicks you back to the floor with his foot to your chestplate. Drained and malleable, dumb from his meat, you fall. Tits bouncing sluttily on your strident impact, and Geto wants to spank them âtill they bruise.Â
Heâs already doused in you. Your saliva coats him like a second layer of skin, soaking his pubes so grotesquely that he feels compelled to reciprocate. His knees slam down hard enough to creak the floorboards, bracketing your head as it lolls back limply. âYou impressed me,â Geto murmurs, swallowing his repulsion to wade his fingers through your DNA as he strips that futile tube of latex from his erection. He splats it lusciously against your forehead where it lays almost as useless as you. âIâd be a fool to question your loyalties after that display."
âNghâŠâ Itâs a small chirp, a barely-there sign that youâre still alive. He coos, sitting upright to kneel above your fucked-out skull.
âI thought I was going to dislocate your jaw,â Geto laughs breathlessly. You donât return his laughter. He masturbates himself, one hand stroking your spit down his length in rough tugs, the other resting below to palm his sack. âIâm sorry.â
You donât reply. Hell, you barely move. Thatâs alright, Geto enjoys this visual all the same. Heâs fucking his fist, choking out stuttered breaths, aiming himself inches away from your wet face. âI accept your reverence,â he pants, âthis is your purpose. This is what you m-mean to me.â
Your purpose in his new world is no greater than a Kleenex. A rag for him to spend his seed on and then toss behind the bed. He cums with an obscene groan, thumb pushing down on his throbbing tip to funnel gooey semen into the sliver of openness between your dry lips. Getoâs jaw hangs for the entirety of his orgasm, massaging out every last drop of his essence to feed you. It spurts, some whipping out over your cheek, down your chin, into your nostril. You whine in exhaustion, not even trying to combat the cock spraying your face. He bites his lip.Â
âThis is what you wanted, right?â
â...â
He shakes himself off, harvesting one last drip of cum that splashes against your upper lip, before tucking his ruined, slimy prick back into his pants. The urge to bathe bored into him; he was never a fan of that sticky post-sex grime, especially not a non sorcererâs grime. âWell, this is what I wanted.â Geto stands in a smooth motion, despite his trembling thighs protesting. He cringes at the way his dick sticks to the fabric of his briefs.Â
âA-Are you l-leaving?â You ask, still lying unmoving in a puddle of fluids, shivering against the cold wood. Your words come out croaky and soft, and Geto suspects he mightâve bruised your voice box.
âI am.â You flinch at his shortness. âYou should clean yourself up.â
And then he leaves, sliding the door to his room shut. Geto couldâve stayed. He couldâve found a towel somewhere around the estate, he couldâve held you in his lap and stroked your hair and wiped away the remnants of his orgasm from your ruddy cheeks. But why would he waste his time? None of that bullshit will change the fact that, aftercare or not, youâll still come to him at the same time next week for your holy retribution.
Youâre addicted to receiving his love, and he wouldnât have it any other way.
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suguru x female reader; dark and 18+ content, minors or ageless blogs do not interact. unestablished relationship. barista!reader, customer!suguru. use of sex doll. unethical and unhealthy obsession. highkey pervert suguru. inspired by my perv, onahole using satoru ramble. â masterlist here â
suguru insists heâs no pervert.
heâs just a god-fearing, woman-respecting man who canât help that he fell headfirst for the cafĂ©'s prettiest barista â you.
the one who makes his coffee just right, adding that little extra smile at the end. he mightâve told himself, at first, that it was a harmless crush. but itâs so easy to let that slip when heâs already got money to burn and his mindâŠpreoccupied.
so he made a quick little purchase â a sex doll.
but not just any doll, oh no.
he found himself scrolling, one page after another, until he landed on a custom silicone model that could be shaped and molded into an eerily perfect replica of you. the doll arrived with realistic features, down to the soft skin and delicate curves molded just after you. suguruâs fingers skimmed over the dollâs "face," tilting its head this way and that with a dark, possessive fascination.
itâs just for fun, he reasoned, flexing the dollâs joints to make sure the metal skeleton could hold you â the doll, he corrects himself â firm in whatever position he liked best.
but the thrill wore off sooner than he anticipated. the coldness, the quiet â it wasnât enough.
so, naturally, he upgraded it.
this new model was, in his eyes, a step up to something more perfect. this one came with a full-body heating system, warm to the touch, programmable so he could dial up just the right amount of heat â warm enough to imagine youâre there with him. it made him shudder, setting the control panel with a kind of reverence, feeling every bit like he was crafting his own illusion of you.
and the upgrades kept coming.
on days when he didnât see you at the cafĂ© â those mornings when you werenât there, with no smile, no light laugh, and not even a hint of your voice drifting through the air â he had another fix in place. this time, he added a custom voice feature, programmed with phrases. the voice was robotic, yes, but it was close enough to play with his imagination. it was your voice, lifted from voice recordings heâd carefully taken, just samples of phrases heâd remembered hearing you say, woven together.
"welcome back, suguru," it said, in that sweet imitation of you. "how can i make your day better?" sometimes, heâd press another button to hear it say, "did you miss me?" the dollâs voice, soft but teasing, filled his dim room.
and then he would, with that calm satisfaction, spend his nights hearing just enough to keep him wanting more.
but none of this stopped suguru from showing up at the cafĂ©, same as ever, leaning against the counter as if nothing happened. as you prepared his order, he'd watch you, hiding his grin behind the rim of his cup. every now and then, youâd catch his eye, and heâd give you that dashing smile, all charm and innocence, with not a hint that just last night, heâd spent hours tangled up with a doll that looked and sounded exactly like you.
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Leaving So Soon?
Yan!Suguru x Reader Drabble
TW: Semi-rough sex, Suguru (a warning in itself) though he didn't defect, mentions of murder/kidnapping, yan behaviors. Mentions of drinking. MDNI
WC: 1k
a/n: idk what came over me this morning. Jeez.
You had been the one to pull him from his darkest thoughts, guiding him away from choices he would have made without you. Killing all non-sorcerersâthat would have been easy without you, wouldnât it? But here you were, in his arms, binding him, keeping him grounded as he pressed his hips up into you. The soft cries and whimpers you let out, your face flushed and eyes glistening, only drove his obsession deeper. Each thrust was purposeful, as if to cement his claim on you.
As he moved inside you,rolling his hips upward, his mind spun back to the night you first met, the way you looked in that tiny black dress, unsteady on heels you could barely walk in. He rolled his hips, making sure you felt every inch of him pressing into those soft, sensitive walls, wanting to etch himself into every part of you. How dare you look at him like that? The same way you did a year ago when Shoko introduced you to him at that karaoke bar. He could tell you werenât the party typeâyour eyes were too soft, too pure. You were the kind of girl you bring home, the kind of girl who should never be tainted by anyone else.
You were his good girl.Â
He remembered how youâd stumbled into his lap that night, laughing, looking up at him with such trust in your eyes. An awful decision, really. Heâd watched you sip water from the glass he held to your lips, only for you to whine when Suguru took your cocktail away. But he had shushed your little protests, pulling you close, burying your face against his neck and cradling you softly. He hadnât known you long, but that didnât matter. You were his. And heâd make sure of it.
âYou love me, donât you?â he whispered, his voice soft yet laced with something far darker, as he looked up at you, his violet eyes intense, almost unhinged. His hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as he rocked you down onto him, ensuring each movement struck that perfect, devastating spot. You could hardly hold back, eyes rolling as the pleasure built.
Then, his grip tightened, his hands stopping you from moving. âI asked you a question, baby,â he murmured, the sweetness in his tone undercut by an unmistakable edge. âOr did I fuck you dumb already?â
âS-Sugu⊠I love you,â you panted, voice weak and breathy. His fingers squeezed your cheeks, forcing you to look at him as he took your lips in a demanding, possessive kiss, tasting every corner of your mouth as if claiming it for himself.
âThen why,â he murmured, voice dangerously low, âdid Shoko tell me something⊠interesting?â He pulled back, eyes narrowing before ramming his hips up, tearing a loud moan from your lips as you fell against him, body shaking from his sudden intensity.
âSuguââ you cried out, but he only scowled, his face inches from yours.
âDonât fucking âSuguâ me,â he hissed, the words dripping with menace. His pace grew relentless, the harsh slap of skin on skin filling the room. âShoko said you got some internship. In the States. Fuck youâre way too tight. Â That youâre leaving next week.â
You tried to squirm, but he held you tight, pressing your trembling form against his chest as he thrust through your climax, teeth bared as he felt you clench desperately around him. The intensity was unbearable, his strength overwhelming, leaving you breathless as you bit down on his shoulder, hard enough to bruise.
âFuckâSugu, Iâm sorry! I was⊠I was going to tell youâŠâ Your voice broke as he continued his unforgiving rhythm, every thrust a reminder of who you belonged to.
âWere you?â His voice was a deadly whisper, inky hair falling over his eyes as he looked at you with a dark, feral intensity. âWere you just going to walk out? Disappear like some worthless whore?â His tone was venomous, his anger palpable, though his hands cradled you as if you were something preciousâand breakable. He angled you, slipping into a new position, rolling you to your side, leaving you completely at his mercy.
âYouâre my good girl,â he murmured, almost soothingly, his tone now soft, possessive. âYou wouldnât leave me like that, would you? You know I need you. Only you.â His thrusts grew deeper, his grip on your thigh tight as he lifted your leg, pressing even further inside you. Tears fell from your eyes, the overwhelming mix of pleasure and pain leaving you clinging to him, sobbing apologies as you begged him to forgive you.
âDonât even think about leaving,â he growled, his voice a guttural whisper against your ear. âIâd do anything to keep you. Youâre mine, you understand? Mine.â His hand slid up, gripping your face as he forced you to meet his gaze. âIf you left, Iâd kill everyone you cared about. One by one. Then Iâd find you, keep you locked away, chained to my bed, barefoot and pregnant until you remember you canât belong to anyone else.â His words were a feverish vow, every syllable laced with unrestrained possessiveness. His hips stuttered as he reached his peak, spilling himself deep inside you, marking you as his own. His breath was heavy, his body pressing down on yours as he held you there, his chest heaving as he rode through his release.
âSo, whatâs it going to be, princess?â he whispered, voice ragged but dangerous, laced with a thinly veiled threat. âThat internship⊠or staying here, with me?â
Your voice was shaky, broken. âY-you, Sugu⊠Iâll stay with you.â
A twisted smile curved his lips as he held you close, his voice a low, satisfied murmur. âThatâs my good girl,â he cooed, pressing a possessive kiss to your forehead. âAlmost made me lose my mind, you know that? But thatâs alright⊠I donât mind going a little crazy if itâs for you.â
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Imagine playing with Suguru Getos hair. He absolutely adore it. It's the way he'd lay his head on your lap while you watched a movie together so you had easy access.
Suguru would ask about your day and let your hands mindlessly scratch at his scalp. Your voice starts to drift away at the feeling of your fingers running through the long strands.
During make outs with you on his lap he gets the weakest when your hands slowly drift upwards on his neck. You tug at the hair near the nape of his neck making him choke of a moan bubbling in his throat. His scalp is so sensitive, it makes his breathing heavy with need.
Imagine when you sit next to eachother for work. It's silent, just the two of you working side by side on different projects. Your hands instinctively reach for the long strands of Sugurus hair to play with. He glances over at you but let's you continue. He relishes in the way it calms both of you down.
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Guys...
I downloaded and played this visual novel...
When I tell you I cried, screamed, (s)creamed, howled, hyperventilated, died and resurrected during the whole VN, it's the truth. Geto saw me experience this all.
I bought the full blessing...no regrets...I was fed...twice...with Geto's HD đ goodness...
He's so thick.
He's so muscular.
He's literally the definition of "Tall, Dark and Handsome".
Geto as an adult is my ideal man.
I fell too deep into the JJK rabbithole and now I must face the consequences of dealing with the heartbreak of knowing I can never experience Geto or Gojo in real life.
But you know what can ease this pain?
This visual novel and all the others this beautiful creator has made. Everyone say thank you Khywae âĄ
(I totally did not download all the JJK VNs. No, I didn't download Teacher's Pet (Gojo), not even Crimson Chains (Choso) or My Assassin Bodyguard (Toji). Totally not! That would be too obsessive of me).
OMG I just realised this was released on my birthday too, I'm so touched and blessed đ„č
Hey everyone!
Before the Darkness, a Geto Suguru dating sim is out now for free on itch.io! With the end of Jujutsu Kaisen, I hope this game offers some comfort to those of us still lingering in delulu land, giving our beloved characters the happy endings they deserve đ
Summary:
The year is 2017, and Geto Suguru has announced a terrorist attack in Tokyo and Kyoto. Youâre tasked with seeing possible futures to predict his moves. Despite everything heâs done, you never stopped loving him. So when you discover a way to go back and change his dark fate, you donât hesitate. But changing the past doesnât come without consequences. Getoâs obsession with killing shifts into an obsession with you. Can you break the cycle of pain and tragedy, or will you become trapped in a fate worse than the one you tried to rewrite? Be Getoâs light⊠before the darkness consumes you both.
The game has two endings, can you get them both? đ
P.S.: Thereâs currently a poll on Patreon to decide the fandom and guy for Octoberâs game. Iâll update you soon on who the lucky winner is!
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Bubbly
Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen Pairing/starring: Geto Suguru x fem!reader Word count: 1885. Content: Slight jealousy, smut, drinking, slightly drunk smut. A/N: I thought he deserved some attention? I donât know. Donât sue me.
Bubbly
Youâre drunk. Not overly so but the sweet, bubbly wine has gone to your head, making you dizzy and bold. Your body sways to the music, hips tilting first this way and that and you know that many eyes are upon you and for once you donât mind even one bit. Let them watch! Youâre young and gorgeous. You grin to yourself, a grin that turns devilish when someone from behind grabs your hips with their large hands and you know instinctively who it is.
âPeople are staring,â Suguruâs smooth voice curls into your ear.
You lean back, reach for his neck and tangle your fingers in his long, silken hair. âSo? I donât mind.â
Dipping his head to nibble beneath your ear, he growls softly. âI do.â
Somehow, you manage to turn in his arms although you do have to take a moment to position his hands on your ass where you want them.
âJealous?â You look up at him.
He doesnât have the same amused smile on his lips as you do and it causes your thrill to falter.
âJealous is not the right word,â Suguru explains, âthat would mean they have something I donât while itâs quite the other way around.â Finally the grin wins as he scoops you up in his arms. âIâve got you. Youâre mine. Just mine. I donât like them ogling you that way.â
Resolutely, he slings you over a shoulder and carries you off. You arenât sure where to â you donât know the place. In fact you didnât even know that he had a claim to you because as far as youâve been concerned you were only friends who teased each other but hey: who are you to complain.
Landing on something soft with and oof, youâre slow at reorienting yourself because the place is spinning gently, sort of lulling you until you feel whatever youâre on jostle. It must be a bed, you decide, sitting up to see Suguru who has busied himself with getting the shoes off you.
âAre you going to continue after that?â you ask almost innocently, causing his hands to still for a moment.
âI think...youâre too drunk to know what youâre asking...â
âAm not,â you protest. Something inside you is telling you to shut up, but now youâve started and you have to know: âDonât you like me, Sugu?â
He turns to face you, something untraceable in his eyes as he takes you in. âI like you,â he admits carefully.
âGood,â you smile, a hand reaching to play with a lose strand of his hair, ââcause I like you too.â
âYeah...weâre friends,â he points out.
You roll your eyes. âFriends donât get jealous when other people stare at their friend. They are proud and become wingmen or whatever. You like me diffe-â
Heâs pushed you back into the pillows before you realize, lips hard on yours as he suddenly straddles you.
Then he pulls back, watches you anxiously as your tongue darts out to taste your lips where youâd met. He sees the dreamy smile erupt on your face and the way your eyes squint when youâre really happy. Only then does he breathe again. Itâs a sigh of relief and itâs cut short as you grab him by the collar and pull him down for a new kiss.
He tastes a bit of stale cigarette but thankfully itâs overpowered by something else. Chocolate? You arenât sure and right now it doesnât matter because instead of being the sensible one that he always is, he is kissing you back, a hand wandering up from your waist to cup you breast through the dress while the other one comes to rest behind your head. Sighing, Suguru lets his tongue sweep into your mouth to carefully probe at yours.
His thumbs is rubbing at your nipple through the fabric and you arch your back slightly. Fingers tangle in his long hair, not caring that youâre pulling strands free of his half-bun but rather focusing only on keeping him as close as you can.
One of your hands moves along his shoulder and back, reaching the waistline of his trousers which it follows to the front. There, itâs a small leap to find the straining bulge and cup it, feeling the outline of his cock through the rough but pliable fabric of the trousers.
âDamnit,â Suguru growls, rutting slightly into your palm.
Itâs easy to loosen the trousers and slip a hand in. Eagerly grasping his erection, you moan into his mouth as your pussy clenches around nothing. He is heavy in your hand even as you carefully maneuver his cock so itâs straight with the exception of the slight curve upwards it apparently naturally has. Reaching further, you fondle his balls, feeling them tighten in your grasp.
But then he pulls back, out of reach which makes you whine and grasp for him getting nothing but air and the soft strands of hair until he straightens up too.
Looking up at him in the dimly lit room, you can see how blown his pupils are and how his chest is rising and falling rapidly. Slowly (or at least it feels too slow), he unbuttons his lose shirt to reveal his chiselled form.
Mirroring his actions, your reach for the zipper going all the way down the front of your tight dress. You watch him â still, enraptured â as more and more skin is revealed with each inch you move the zipper down.
Youâve reached the bellybutton by the time he loses patience and swats your hand away. In a swift move, Suguru opens the rest, pushing the fabric aside to greedily let his hands roam your body, sliding along the edges of your lingerie and causing your skin to pucker.
With a groan, he buries his head in your cleavage, inhaling deeply before lavishing your breasts with kisses and little bites. Pulling at the cups of your bra, he manages to free each boob somewhat, greedily greeting the perky nipples but heâs soon dissatisfied. Wanting more, Suguru pulls you up, sliding the dress down your arms and unfastening the bra with only a bit of fumbling.
Youâre not sitting idly. Fingertips explore the planes of his physique before starting to pull his trousers down as far as you can reach when he constantly needs your arms in different places in order to undress you. But he gets the point and as he pushes you back onto the bed, he shimmies the trousers and boxers off, allowing you to take him in fully.
Heâs gorgeous. You knew that already but to see him standing there at the foot of the bed in all his naked glory? It makes your heart skip a beat.
Suguru crawls up the bed, taking up position between your knees. Large hands glide up your thighs to the apex where he casually and tortuously slides his thumbs under your panties to feel along your folds and spread the juices there. Heâs smirking.
âYou want more?â he asks, causing you to nod frantically.
Grabbing the panties, he pulls them resolutely down your legs without breaking eye contact. He sits up on his haunches, gathers his long hair and ties it together with the use of the panties. Then, and only then, does he lower his gaze to your pussy, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
âFuck,â he groans, palming himself almost absentmindedly, âlooks even better than I imagined.â
Pushing your knees to the side, Suguru bends down and licks a broad stripe from your entrance to your clit, causing your back to arch and your nails to dig into the sheets.
Heâs good. He quickly learns exactly when he needs to suckle and nibble and when he needs to flick your clit with the tip of his tongue which he sometimes presses as far into you as he can, lapping up the juices as they are overflowing. Then a finger joins, reaching deeper yet and curling in just the right way so you let a loud moan slip free, no longer caring who might hear on the other side of the door.
Youâre done for when he inserts not just one extra finger, but two. Slowly wiggling them in, stretching you while sucking and licking your clit until you forget how to breathe. Youâre so close to bursting and he must sense it too because you can feel his smile on your lower lips just before he withdraws his fingers and pulls away, leaving you wanting.
Kissing his way up your body, he eventually reaches a point where his mouth meets yours and his cock nudges your folds. With a hand, he guides his erection along your slit, spreading your juices onto it before Suguru aligns with your entrance.
âYou sure?â he asks, voice husky.
âYes.â
And with that he slides in.
He is slow. He has to be because even with the preparation, youâre hardly ready for his size. Inch by inch, he fills you up. Splitting you, it seems. But it feels so good and youâre clinging on to him with arms and legs, pulling him deeper every time he rocks forward. And when you eventually canât take any more and Suguru pauses to let you get used to it, youâre both out of breath.
You can feel his cock throb inside you. Can feel his hot breath in the crook of your neck and the way his fingertips dig into your flesh. And you want more.
âPlease,â you manage to whisper.
He sets a brisk but steady pace. Each thrust rubs along the right spot inside of you and find yourself tightening impossibly around him as the tension grows which causes his hips to stutter for a moment as he has to get used to the feeling.
The sounds are sinful: skin slapping, juices squelching, moans and groans.
Suguruâs mouth is anywhere he can reach though always seeking back to either your lips or the crook of your neck.
As he displaces his weight, a large hand snakes between your bodies, thumb pressing down on your clit which sends a jolt of ecstasy through you...a jolt thatâs reformed into a steady current as he rubs tight circles on it.
You friend â your lover â thrusts deeper and harder, causing the tension to built to the point where all you can do is whine his name before it all snaps and you tumble over the edge.
Youâre vaguely aware of him suddenly pulling out, leaving you to flutter with your cunt around nothing. Suguru grunts and when you manage to open your eyes a little bit, you see him coming onto the expanse of your belly.
Slowly, his thumb relents, allowing you to come down from your high together with him as he hangs his head, exhausted like you.
âIâll find something to clean you with,â he rasps but youâre too far gone to really reply anything.
You just miss him while heâs gone to goodness knows where. Thankfully heâs back soon with a wet washcloth which he uses to clean up his mess while kissing every inch of skin heâs wiped.
âIâll make sure to have a condom next time,â he mutters, finally catching your gaze.
A smirk plays along your lips. âHow quick can you get one?â
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roomate with benefits!geto who returns from work, stressed, to the apartment you share with him. he's ready for a long shower, only to find you in the sole bathroom the place had taking a bath.
your nude body relaxing in the pink bubbly water, a cigarette between your fingers with the smoke lazily dancing above the tip. soft melodies coming from your speaker fill the cramped space with a soothing hum.
you look up at him and smile softly. he returns the gesture, a slight tint of fatigue in his expression. his tired eyes lazily scan your body, taking in your figure as he leans against the doorframe.
"how was work?" you ask.
"awful," he sighs.
you don't answer. instead, you take a drag of your cigarette and gesture with your finger for him to get closer. he huffs a soft laugh, pulling the hairband from his long hair before he starts unbuttoning his shirt with one hand, his eyes never leaving yours.
he undresses until he's down to his briefs, then sits on the edge of the bathtub and takes the cigarette from your fingers. he takes a long drag, the smoke curling out from his nose as he exhales with a loud sigh.
"wanna get in?" you offer.
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the splashes of the bath water almost compete with envy with the wet sounds of your pussy being pounded. geto was laying down on the bath, his neck on the pink headrest you bought online, his long legs spreading alongside the small bathtub. his fingers were gripping the sides of your hips so hard that they may leave a couple bruises. you were riding him - well, you were on top of him while he fucked you.
from your point of view, you could appreciate his expressions. how his brows furrowed, how his teeth sank on his bottom lip, how his eyes rolled back into his skull when you swayed your hips in circular motions. he was a sight for sore eyes with his pale skin flushed from the pleasure and his black hair damp from the water.
his length was buried deep inside your walls, his balls slamming against your ass when he thrusted up. he may've been tired, but that never meant a mediocre fuck. no, he always went all out with you. always so passionate.
"fuck- you're being so good to me, always so good. being my little stress ball, my little toy to relieve my stress, hm? you like it when i use you like this?"
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