#Yandere lemons

[yanderedrabbles]

What do you think of a yandere who gets off on forcing pleasure on their darling? Maybe he eats her out for hours on, worshiping her clit and lapping at her folds until she's a sobbing mess? Or kneading her supple breasts while pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses against her throat? Her whimpers and pretty little moans music to his ears. And the entire time, the yandere is whispering words of adoration that are intermingled with subtle threats.

"Perfect girl, good fucking girl. Just let it come to you, sweetheart, I know it feels good. I'm the only one who can make you feel like this."

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Oh my. I'm so into yanderes who are just a bit condescending and threatening when they fuck you. Yanderes who want you to feel good because the guilt and shame on your face is just as much a turn on as your pretty pussy.

Yanderes who keep fucking you far past the point of overstimulation, just because you won't cave and admit it feels good. Yanderes who nip at you whenever you stifle a moan or turn away from them.

The "Don't you fucking look away from me when I'm fucking you." yanderes.

The "I'll beat the shit out of you if you don't stop fighting me." yanderes.

The "If you don't come in my mouth, I'll fuck your ass dry." yanderes.

Yanderes who look up at you from between your thighs, mouth and chin slick with spit, saying they're just gonna keep gnawing at you until you come for real or squirt in their mouth.

Mean, heartless yanderes who pleasure you not out of love but out of a twisted desire to own your body, your mind, your every orgasm.

I think this specifically applies to the Cowboy, State Trooper, Mercenary and Pirate Captain yanderes.

[yanderemommabean]

Something something yandere who cannot get enough of you on their tongue and they whimper and shake like a mutt begging for a treat when you ask if they’ve been good

-Mommabean

[faraway-archive]

In The Fox's Grasp

Yan!Fox x Immortal GN!Reader

Tw: yandere behavior, smut, mind corruption (being talked about), hints of manipulation

AN; This was made in relation to me making a new character which so happens to be a sly fox, and I made him into a yandere of course. His name is Kaiden, Kai for short.

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Your boyfriend couldn't help it, he just had to mark you and just take control over your body. It doesn't help that you've accepted to be his forever partner. Forever trap with him until the time ends (which means you and him are forever immortal). Now you're stuck here underneath him as he fucks you senseless. In his mind it seems like both are you are making love to each other, as partners should right? That's how he justifies it in his mind anyways. You would always lose to him and he would always have his way with you. There was nothing that could stop him or prevent him from making you his. No matter the amount of tear, pain or suffering you had to endure from him, he was determined.

His smiles terrify you, it looks so genuine but yet it gives off a controlling vibe. He had tried countless times to charm you and win you over naturally in the human world, but of course that didn't work with you. For whatever reason.

You tried to shake away the thought but it became difficult with his dick in you, phrasing you for taking him so well and making him feel so good. Ashamed at your body betraying you, you covered your face and tried to look away. Although it was hard with him right on top of you as he's just so immerse with your body. You felt so good to him and took him so well, he couldn't help it but keep going even though you are already worn out, while he still has yet to cum.

He chuckles at your attempt to hide yourself from him, even though that wasn't your intentions. It's so cute to see you squirm underneath him and taking his cock in you. He slowly leans to your neck and nibbles at it, making you jump and attempted to push him away. That wasn't going to work and why did you bother trying?

His cock felt so nice inside of you and just took up every inch in your hole. It felt so much better than a toy that's for sure. But you could never get use to his size no matter how many times he has made love to you. You can't get over his muscular hands as he moves them from all over your body, from your neck all the way down to your waist.

He enjoys seeing you go from being disgusted to being in pure lust for him. He loves the control that he has over you, even without his dick. It's so easy for you to submit to him as he knows every spot to make you feel good, like no other man has tried. He loves to hear you scream his name, to either hurry up and stop being slow or to stop being so fast and just hitting the right spots. He enjoys having your legs on his shoulders as he grabs your waist and forcibly fuck you senseless. It's so much for you that your legs began to shake again, you've lost count of how many times he has made you cum and how long it has past. You glance up at him and he makes eye contact with you, giving you a coy smirk as he knows what is about to happen. You shudder at his smirk and could only prepare for the intense pleasure he is going to bring to you.

Soon after that thought he slam right into your hole, tightly grabbing you waist and cums inside of you, meanwhile this isn't your first time cumming. You grab the bedsheets and moan as you arch your back, your legs shake as you slowly come down from the high. Painting heavily again as you try to calm yourself down and felt him slowly lay on top of you. His face in your neck has he takes a deep breath with your scent, he can't help but smile knowing how much control he has. Just a few more times he hopes and you will eventually break, becoming his own little toy to play with for the rest of eternity. Or maybe it would take a long time for you to break, but that doesn't matter to him at all. Because both you and him have the time in the world to do whatever you guys want. He will gladly use it to his advantage.

Sighing he slowly takes his dick out of your hold as you gasp from the sudden coldness. Craving that warm his dick gave you. He stands up and helps you move to the bathroom, to give you aftercare and to sooth any cramps or soreness you may have. He did go a bit harsh this time around compared to other times. That doesn't matter to him though because that means more time for the both of you to be together.

You will be his and he will eventually break your mind. It's only a matter of time before you give into him.

[yanderedrabbles]

Yandere Pirate Captain - Dubcon

Soft Dubcon A naive aristocrat's daughter, you're crossing the Atlantic in a heavily guarded ship. Pirates assume guns and guards mean treasure but when all they find is you, they decide to make the best of their luck.

A pirate ship is a floating kingdom, with laws far different than those on land. To rise through the ranks, a pirate needs to be ruthless.

And Yandere! Pirate Captain earned his place at the top.

Yandere! Captain who's deadly as a shark and twice as cunning. Who wears a stolen Navy coat and twists gold through his dreadlocks. Who keeps a cutlass on his hip for honest fights and a knife in his boot for dirty ones.

When he sees your ship, he accurately assume rich passengers and plenty of gold. But what he wasn't expecting was you.

Yandere! Captain who catches your hair when you try and run past him. Who tosses you against the wall on instinct, his hand a vice around your throat.

And you whimper.

Yandere! Captain who feels something inside him flipping end over end when he hears it.

He's heard the roar of the sea and the thunder of canons. He's heard the whisper of daggers cutting through silk and the soft sigh of bodies falling limp. He's heard whores who moan like cats in heat.

But he's never heard a sound like that.

Yandere! Captain who can tell from the cut of your clothes and the shine of your jewelry that you're the daughter of a noble. But you sure as hell don't act like a high and mighty lady. Instead, you look up at him through eyes brimming with tears.

And you beg him not to kill you, promise that your father will pay whatever he wants.

Yandere! Captain who loosens his grip on you, his voice almost gentle when he promises not to hurt you if you come along quietly.

And you do. Walking along in front of him with your eyes down, trying not to cry.

You've heard awful stories about pirates - they kill for pleasure, they plunder for greed. And the very presence of the Captain terrifies you.

Yandere! Captain who takes you to his ship and treats you like a gentleman, who offers you his hand when you step off the gangplank and stumble.

Yandere! Captain who orders his men to bring you supper. The sun is long set by that point and as the night comes, his eyes roam lower and lower. There's a hunger in him that all the food in the world can't satisfy.

Yandere! Captain who offers you wine with supper, who watches you drink without ever touching his own glass. You sway when you try to stand and he's quick to catch you, quick to tease you about having no head for drink.

Quick to touch you but slow to let go.

Yandere! Captain who coos at the limp way you hang onto him. You feel worse than dizzy. You feel hot and woozy and confused. You don't notice when his hands drop from your waist to your hips.

Yandere! Captain who guides you to his bed, his smile a bit too sharp to be comforting.

You feel there's something amiss. Something you don't quite understand. But then he kisses your neck and all remnants of sense dissolve on his tongue.

Yandere! Captain who loves the way you gasp at every little touch. Who nips your earlobe and asks,

"Have ye ever had a man, little birdie?"

Yandere! Captain who smiles even deeper when you shake your head. Who runs his hands up your thighs and lifts your skirt inch by slow, tantalising inch.

"Would ye like me te be ye first?"

You remember the flash of his cutlass when he boarded your ship. You remember the easy way he pinned you to the wall by your throat. You remember the stories of pirates and their endless hunger for flesh. Somewhere in your drugged mind, you realise there's only one answer he wants to hear.

"Yes Captain."

Yandere! Captain who plays with your garters while he kisses up your neck. Who tugs them loose so sickeningly slow.

Yandere! Captain who presses his nose against your hair and breathes you in.

"Do ye have any idea what it's like to be a man at sea, lass? Te go months without a woman's touch?"

Yandere! Captain who takes your hand and presses it against his crotch. You can feel the hard outline of his cock even through the material.

"Te feel only ye own salt scarred hands on ye cock?"

It's so unfamiliar, so frightening, that you can't help but try and pull away. He hisses and drags you back, forces you to feel him all the way from balls to tip.

He groans, his face still buried in your hair. His other hand traces its way down your back, catching on the strings of your corset and loosening them a little at a time.

Yandere! Captain who slowly pulls himself away from your hair and brushes his lips against your jawline. Who holds your jaw in his calloused paw and forces you to look into his eyes before he kisses you.

Yandere! Captain who has salt on his skin and on his lips when he kisses you. Who nips at your bottom lip and tugs on it when he pulls away.

You're so glassy eyed, so entranced by him that he can't help but indulge.

Yandere! Captain who shrugs off his coat and brings your hands to the collar of his shirt. Who commands you to undress him.

Your fingers shake just a little when you pull at the ties holding it closed. You move down and tug at the hem. Your fingernails scrape the skin above his belt and he pulls in a sharp breath.

When his shirt is off, he takes your hand and draws it down his chest. From his heart to the buckle of his belt. Every inch of him is hard earned muscle - built by the spill of sea and salt and blood.

Yandere! Captain who watches you through half lidded eyes, his jaw clenched tight.

"Come now lass, ye remember how a belt works, don't ya?"

You paw at him and the sound of the buckle coming undone makes your breath hitch.

Yandere! Captain who comes to stand infront of you, his crotch just below eye level. He rests a hand on you head, fingers playfully knotting in your hair. But when you take too long, he gives your hair a sharp tug.

You pull his pants past his hips and his cock springs out. It's almost as thick as your forearm and you stare at it, dazed and confused and terrified.

Yandere! Captain who sighs and grabs it with one hand. He nudges it against your lips and its only his grip on your hair that keeps you from pulling away.

"Trust me lass, it'll hurt less this way."

You look up at him. Even through the haze of alcohol, you can recognise that his patience is wearing thin. You swallow, your mouth suddenly dry. You open your lips just enough to fit the tip.

Yandere! Captain who tastes like the salt of the sea and the salt of a man all at once. You lick his slit, shuddering at the taste.

Yandere! Captain who throws his head back and moans. Who pushes deeper inside you without warning and you close your mouth on instinct. Your teeth scrape his cock just a little but it makes him jerk out of you, hissing.

Yandere! Captain who pulls you back by your hair and slaps you hard across the face.

"No. Teeth. Got it?"

You nod, stunned and hurt. A naive part of you thought being intimate would keep him gentle. And it scares you to your core knowing the man about to fuck you is still just as capable of violence as he was before.

When he taps the tip against your lips again, you open wide and let him sink all the way down your throat. It takes everything in you not to gag or bite down on instinct.

Yandere! Captain who keeps going until his cock is a soaking, drool covered mess. Who growls at you in his brogue - what a good lass you are, tongue so warm and soft, takin' it like a bitch in heat.

Yandere! Captain who fucks your face until he's at the very edge, heat coiling in his balls. It takes everything in him to pull out, to not waste himself just in your mouth.

Yandere! Captain who pushes you down onto your back and slings your leg over his shoulder. Whose skin gleams in the lantern light, rich and dark as oil.

Yandere! Captain who leans down and kisses you. You pull away with a jerk and he follows you down, until you're trapped between the mattress and his lips. His tongue swipes at your teeth and the taste of him makes you light headed all over again. He tastes of rum and salt, he tastes of the Barbados coast in storm, he tastes like your ruin.

"Pretty lass, ye would tempt even a saint."

Yandere! Captain who sinks his cock into you oh so slowly. Who bottoms out and stays there, letting you adjust. Feeling you tremble around him and underneath him both. It's a rare thing to taste a virgin and he wants to savour every. little. bit.

"Poor sinner tha' I am, how could I resist ye?"

He grinds into you and you arch your back. Dig your nails into his skin and whimper that it hurts, that it burns.

Burns like sin, burns like lust and lechery.

Yandere! Captain who coos at you until you quiet. Who kisses away your tears oh so softly, oh so sweetly. Like he isn't the one causing them.

Yandere! Captain who has to grit his teeth to keep from ramming back into you. Who has to remind himself to savour this - you'll remember it for the rest of your life.

And when he does move, he goes gently. He fucks you like a lover (and doesn't that make it all the crueler? You don't love him. He has no right to touch you like he does).

Yandere! Captain who bottoms out again and again, pressing his lips against a different part of you every time.

Yandere! Captain who moves down your neck and across your collarbones, sucking and leaving lovebites behind. Marking his territory, staking his claim. When the sailors see you in the morning, they'll know exactly who you belong to.

Yandere! Captain who takes your nipple into your mouth and sucks at it, licks it with the hot edge of his tongue. And when you whine and say that feels so good, he bites down and tugs at it with his teeth.

Yandere! Captain who holds onto your waist with one hand and braces himself with the other, his palm digging into the sheets just above your head. Who tells you to take a deep breath and when you do, he shoves into you harder and faster than before.

Yandere! Captain who picks up the pace and gets sloppy with it, hands slipping over your skin like he can't catch a grip. Who feels his restraint teetering, who pants and growls like a mutt.

By the God of seven seas, you're tight. It doesn't take long for you come - you're a drugged up mess and he knows how to please a woman.

Yandere! Captain who fucks you through your orgasm, who keeps going even when you clench down on him. Who keeps fucking you even though you try and squirm away and complain that it's too much. It hurts too good.

When he comes, he does it deep inside you. It's reckless and some rational part of his mind reminds him to get you some contraceptive tea after this, but the rest of him is sunk in pleasure. In the animal need to fuck and claim and breed.

Yandere! Captain who pulls out of you oh so slowly. You're the first woman he's had in so damn long, and he's loathe to let you go. (He'll never let you go, he just doesn't know it yet).

Yandere! Captain who pushes two fingers into your cunt, feeling the way you close up and shudder around him. You've taken all you can handle and then some, poor little virgin.

Yandere! Captain who has blood on his cock and on his fingers. Blood staining his soul too, though you can't see it.

Yandere! Captain who looks you in the eye when he sucks the blood off his fingers and swallows it down.

"Now I've had all of ye, lass. The salt of ye tears, the copper of ye blood. Yer inside o' me, for always."

You're too woozy to understand why, but the way he says it frightens you. Makes your tears collect at your waterline and overflow down your temples. You have to try and muster your tongue before you finally manage to ask him if he's demanded a ransom yet.

Yandere! Captain who throws his head back and laughs.

"Oh, there's a price for ye life, little bird. But ye won't be paying it in cash."

You watch numbly as he puts his clothes and weapons back on. A captain's duties are never done - not even in the middle of the night.

Yandere! Captain who leans forward and kisses you one final time before pulling the blankets around you and blowing out the lantern. The door locks with a thud you feel echoing down your bones.

You touch your lips. You can taste your own cum and blood from his kiss.

Yandere! Captain who leaves you half naked on his bed with only the moon to comfort you. Cold and virginal and untouchable.

What a pity you couldn't stay so far out of reach.

[yanderemommabean]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE POST SOMETHING ABOUT THAT TOJO RED ROOM THING YOU JUST POSTED 🙏🙏🙏

I can just see him watching you writhe while he sips on whiskey or sake, asking why you thought it would be smart for you to try and leave the country.

He's a powerful man. He can get you whatever you need. And you go, and try to get a secret plane ticket out of here?

You writhe and whimper, unable to speak as the toy inside you makes your toes curl and your back pulled tight, another orgasm ripped from you.

Honestly, how could you try that?

"That's about what, your third one? Fourth? I still have half a drink I'm nursing so, I haven't been paying full attention. Listening to you just makes for a soothing background noise. Makes it easier to think and lose myself in thought." You can barely respond, hearing a whirring and clicking noise that made the toy speed up, not giving you a single moment to catch your breath or even let you understand what the hell he was going on. Your walls are clamping and sucking in the toy more, the device rubbing against every spot perfectly, mixing with pain as the pleasure takes over and your eyes roll back, hands tugging at the restraints.

"There we go. That's it baby, let it out." Tojis timbre voice purrs, laying his drink down as he stands up, playing with the remote in his hands. "See, like this, you behave. Almost like I'm training a pet." he states, flicking a few more buttons that have you arching and taut, breaths leaving you in short, desperate hisses.

"You'd like that right? Leaning how to obey? To just be loyal to me, only me? Letting me take care of everything else?"

He doesn't need an answer. It doesn't matter what yours would be. What he wants, he gets, and he'll always find a way to take it.

"It's a good thing I have this room for a few days. I think we could really use this time to get my message across. Teach you who you belong to."

(-Mommabean)

[megamindscum]

It is said that male Emperor moths are able to respond to a calling female from several miles away, but typically pheromones will be effective over onehundred metres or so. 

Yandere mothman shigaraki anyone? @yandere-daydreams @yandere-love-love-love @sweetened-apples @savnofilter @ichor-and-symbiosis please add shiggy lovers if you want too

[short-yandere-stories]

Can we have a sequal to the last nsfw request you did? :0

In all honesty, I’d forgotten about that so I had to look through my blog. I had one of these “ahaaaaaaaa”- moments when I read the post kshfdjkfg. Of course you can have a continuation though! I decided to post this before posting any other NSFW requests in my inbox so that it adds up if you get what I mean.

Content Warnings: yandere behavior, mentions of past NSFW, noncon touching

This is a yandere work. Proceed with caution and please be mindful of your triggers.

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The gag bites harshly into the girl’s mouth, stopping her from screaming. Her tears, however, are allowed to fall free. Her entire body aches from the assault the two soldiers did last night. Her jaw feels sore, and the gag doesn’t really help in that matter. She can feel her pulse in her neck slam against the bruises and hickeys. They sting as soon as she tilts her head even the slightest bit.

Her insides, however, hurt the most. The girl is certain that her hips have bruises in the shape of handprints, and she feels so very sore. She’s almost grateful when morning comes and the men stick her back into the bag and carry her aboard the vehicle transporting them instead of making her walk. Almost.

She shudders as the cold morning air hits the thin cover of the bag, goosebumps quickly spreading across her naked body, making her shiver. She’s hooked over one of the men’s shoulder – feet thankfully towards the ground. She doesn’t know if it’s Gabriel or Jack who is carrying her, but she’s terrified nonetheless. If they can carry her like this, then she has no chance of trying to fight back if they try to do anything again. They almost definitely will.

The girl feels the bag around her shift and then a cold metal floor against her side. They must have landed her on their aircraft. She can feel the metal vibrate gently beneath her– probably from the engines.

She hears Jack and Gabriel’s boots click against the metal as they climb onto the hovercraft. Then, it takes off and the hatch closes. The floor feels a little warmer after a while, thankfully.

“How ya feeling, darling?” Gabriel says, poking her with the toe of his shoe. The girl just grunts in response and bites down as hard on the gag as her sore jaw allows. Gabriel laughs and the girl can hear him standing up.

“Almost forgot we made you keep quiet.” Before she knows it, Gabriel has yanked the bag open forcefully. He stares down at her trembling and naked form like a wolf staring at a rabbit. Then, he reaches out to grab the gag. The girl throws her head back, avoiding his touch. Gabriel just snickers and tries again. The third time he tries, Jack has grabbed the sides of the girl’s head from behind to keep her from moving.

The gag falls to the floor with a splattering sound. It had been filled with saliva. The girl takes a mouthful of air for the first time in what feels like hours and moves her jaw from side to side to try to relieve some tension. God, her mouth feels disgusting.

“We have two whole hours until we get back to base,” Gabriel complains, overexaggerating his body language. “I wonder what we should do to pass the time.” His eyes land on her chest which was pushed forward by the way they’d tied her arms behind her back earlier.

“No,” she manages to croak and tries to move backward, but her back hits Jack’s legs, effectively stopping her from moving any further away. Gabriel walks over to a box placed inside of the benches lining both sides of the hovercraft and starts digging around.

The girl feels her heart beat faster and faster, and she tries to break loose from the ropes again, but to no avail. She doesn’t dare to struggle too much with Jack so close. She feels another tear roll down her cheek. Are they going to…? She doesn’t have the time to finish her thought before Gabriel returns. She forces her eyes closed immediately as well as her mouth. Not again! she screams at herself.

Then, she feels a cool sponge travel over her stomach. Her eyes shoot open and see Gabriel smirking. “What you thought we would do something else? You dirty girl,” he teases. Jack also grabs a sponge, and together they start washing the girl’s body.

“I can wash myself,” she manages to say. Gabriel snorts.

“Yeah but it’s much more fun for us to do it. Besides, these supplies need to be used. The boss wants us to ‘clean up’ after a mission. You, darling, is the dirtiest one here.”

Gee, I wonder how that might be. The girl decides to bite her lip instead of saying the words out loud. Without loosening the binds, the two soldiers take their time thoroughly washing the girl off and presenting her with a clean uniform that looks way too big for her. “Don’t want you to catch a cold,” Jack says and helps her into it, reattaching the bonds afterward

“We can’t have you get sick on us when we have so much to do,” Gabriel whispers in her ear, breath feeling hot. The girl feels her stomach churn as Jack sits down with her in his lap on one of the benches. How can she possibly manage to escape them?

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[yanderedrabbles]

The 💅🏻feminine urge💅🏻 to go to the gym to do workout sessions with boyfriend

…or just do 🍆cardio🍑 at home

oooh you're a keeper for sure.

He'd be the best gym buddy ever - always fixing your form and letting his hands linger just a little, teaching you all the best moves for different muscle groups, letting you punch at him in the ring and trying not to think how it feels like a clawless kitten put on boxing gloves...

He's always been a big strength and resistance training guy. Cardio was just an absolute nightmare to get through - until he met you. Once he left his smart watch on by mistake while you two got nasty and it recorded his heart going faster than even the most intense HIIT session.

He loves buying you both cute matching sets, just so everyone knows exactly who you're with. He'll make sure to carry hair ties or claw clips with him too, because he knows how you're always forgetting them.

It drives him crazy watching your ass when you squat or bend over for dead lifts. And even after the most grueling session - where it feels like he can't lift a single limb - seeing you all sexy somehow gives him enough energy for a round of his favourite cardio.

He always makes the best protein shakes and pre-workout. When you ask him how he does it, he just winks and says he adds a special form of protein, just for you.

And the most important thing about the gym? He's there to keep all those other buff bastards far away from you.

[yanderemommabean]

You have me thinking about subby yandere acting like dogs in heat like completely desperate for something as small as a handjob and they can’t even last through that. Adorable

They'd rut into your hand and beg, sobbing that they're sorry, they'll last longer, they swear! But they make another mess, and you're left unsatisfied, so they jump on you and beg you to let them be useful, to be used how you need, they just wanna be good! Three whole pumps of your hand has them spilling over, shaking and ashamed, but they're so cute when they're humiliated! You suppose you can let them play with you a bit too, but if they don't satisfy you and make it worth your time, they'll just be locked in a chastity cage until you say other wise.

-Mommabean

[yanderemommabean]

Something about a yandere choking you and telling you to cum otherwise they won’t let you breathe…

You can only feebly claw at their arm as the pleasure builds and comes to a boiling heat and when they clamp their fingers down you feel light headed and overwhelmed and can barely hear their command

And of course they make sure you cum. It’s their favorite part of this. Watching how you submit to their power and take everything they give you.

-Mommabean

[yanderemommabean]

Thinking about Choso calling me "his pretty girl" and kicking my feet and giggling

“You’re such a pretty girl for me” Choso croons, dragging his fingers down your cheek, to your neck, and then gently down to your chest where he can feel your beating heart. “So sweet and delicate. All for me, right sweetheart?”. 

Of course it’s only for him. You can’t see yourself even wanting to be this way with anyone else, and even if you could, he wouldn’t give you that choice. His dark hooded eyes look at you so possessively, fingers now spidering over your stomach as he watches the rise and fall of your chest. The way he maps out your body like you’re a delicate artifact, something to marvel at, you know he’d never feel this way about anyone else. 

“Answer me baby doll. Your body tells me just fine but, I need to hear you say it”. 

“All for you, Choso. Only for you. You know that” you answer, sucking in a breath when he slides his hand even lower, not shy about how he grips and feels up the meat of your thighs, his eyes closed as he inhales, deep and shaky, like he was holding in a growl. “Mmm…That’s a good girl”. His fingers grip more firmly, massaging your skin as he slides down to be face to face with your naked and bare pussy, the top of his nose pressed right into your pubes. 

The way he breathes in has you so deeply flustered, you honestly don't know how he can so openly lewd while simultaneously reserved, especially when he gets in these worshiping moods. You move to hide your face in the bend of your arm, but he’s quick to firmly circle your wrist with his fingers, holding your arm still as you become stunned. 

“Being a good girl for me means I get to see all of you. It’s all I ever want…is that so terrible to ask?” 

“N-no, sir, you know I’m just-” you begin, only for him to click his tongue and spread your legs apart even further. 

“Then let me see all of you, and indulge in you as deeply, and as intimately, as I please. Be good for me”. 

(-Mommabean, hope you like!)

[yanderemommabean]

I hope you're doing okay! 💐

Also: not being able to take much of Choso's cock at all so he spends weeks "training" you with dildos that gradually get bigger and bigger until finally you can *probably* take all of him after a LOT of oral but he loves tasting your pussy so much you've already orgasmed on his tongue like 5 times until HE'S ready to have you on his cock

See, you know what I need to make me feel better. This is exactly what the doctor ordered. Choso would grip the back of your thighs so hard his finger prints would bruise you, holding your legs spread as he tongue fucks your hole for the umpteenth time just so you can try and take his massive size. He doesn't understand why you keep squirming away. Surely you know that's just going to hurt you, right? Just lay back and take deep breaths like you practiced! He's being as gentle as he possibly can, he promises!

-Mommabean (I need that man)

[yanderemommabean]

Choso with reader in a full Nelson making you watch in a mirror as he fucks you deep, chanting your name like a prayer and fucking into you like a bull. Thinks he should get his name tattooed right where your stomach bulges from his massive cock 🤭

-Mommabean

[yanderemommabean]

Sukuna and GN Reader who get drunk during a party and come home, and Reader is bad mouthing Sukunas girlfriend the entire time and saying “Fucking admit it! You only like her cause her name sounds like mine! When you fuck you can call out to me instead”

Sukuna just swallows down another shot, stares at you dead in the eyes and says “Yeah, actually. When I fuck her all I picture is you cumming on my face and bouncing on my cock. Gonna do something about it?”

Just letting out his true desires as more alcohol enters his system, uncaring that he’s letting his obsession seep through the mask he’s worn for so long. But hey…maybe something good can come out of this?

-Mommabean

[yanderemommabean]

Nanami seems like the type to be reserved and respectful with you until you give him the green light in the bedroom.

It goes from no PDA and maybe some soft kisses to him yanking your hair and demanding you ride his cock like the trained little slut he knows you are.

Just some food for thought

-Mommabean

[yanderemommabean]

Sooo thinking about gojo who is watching reader through a secret cam everyday. He acts like the sweetest, goofiest guy ever but he is worse.

Gojo just adores when you try to lie to him. It’s a sick thrill he gets, really, knowing what you’re actually up to but asking you to your face regardless, watching as you lie so smoothly through your teeth. He’ll ask what you were up to the night before, maybe even when you decide to “head to bed early” to check in on you, and you lie, say you were tired, say you needed some time to think about work and the upcoming projects. 

He knows what you really do though. He loves that he’s the only one who gets to see it to, like you two are bonded in this sense as you share your most intimate fantasies. 

The cameras don’t lie, he watches with perverted and rapt attention when he sees the footage of you beginning to slide your cute night shorts down. A bit earlier than your usual nights but if he’s right, last night's indulgence was  more to relieve stress than being horny. What a shame…See if you’d let him into your home, into your arms, he’d make sure that stress would be milked out of you session after session. He has quite the stamina you know? 

That was earlier this morning when he spent a bit longer getting ready, watching you and your seductive ritual. Now he’s with the group, wondering if any of them know what a needy little minx you actually are, and if they do know, they won’t be around much longer. 

He wets his lips, watching your mouth move as you speak to him about what you were going over last night, but all he can picture is how you throw your head back, how your moans sound when desperate and reaching that peak, wondering what you taste like, what you feel like, how you’d claw his back and beg for him to pump you full of his spend so you never forget how he loves you, and how you belong only to him. 

“Gojo did you hear me?” “Hmm? Yeah, just thinking it over is all” He comments casually, watching as the others roll their eyes, not believing a word. 

You do the same, just more playfully, going back to telling the story of what happened at the gas station last night before you got home. Interesting for sure, it’s not everyday that a fight that big breaks out and it isn’t even curse related, but all he can picture is how your ass looks when you’re on all fours and fingering yourself within an inch of your life, arching and moaning, taunting him to just break his vow and his code. 

Honestly, you're a cruel tease, and you don’t even know it. Gojo wants so badly to sink his teeth into your skin, mark everywhere from that tender neck to your sensitive thighs and especially that delicious ass of yours. 

He has to will the blood away, feeling his cock filling out and trying to stand erect in his pants.It’ll be fine, when he gets home he’ll just switch to the live feed and watch you, be you lounging around in those sleep pants, cooking and being a cute little chef, or blessing him with yet another show with your body completely bare to his hungry and starving gaze. 

“Ugh, Lunch breaks over huh? Well I’ll catch you guys later” Gojo says, standing up and making sure his glasses were perched better on his nose. Oh he wouldn’t waste a second of watching you walk away, that smile, those hips, those legs-They’re all something he wants to claim. 

Most importantly, he wants to claim you. And he’s getting there. Maybe he can convince you to accept yet another gift of his? A cute little shower soap holder shaped like a turtle, that of course, does a bit more than bring the room together. 

(-Mommabean. Hi! I hope you enjoyed!)