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I have figured out the manual focus function on my phone camera, which means I can now show off my neon tetras, which are so fat that three separate people have asked me if they are pregnant.
The answer is no, sorry, they just won't stop taking bites of the loach pellets.
#and i thought bettas were bad...#aquariums#neon tetra#fish#fishblr#aquablr#planted tank#personal#petblogging#they slimmed down one time when i was gone for 4 weeks and my friend came by to feed only twice a week#but then i came back and i feed 3x/week#and they immediately got fat again#sigh
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It's actually pretty unreal how much fatphobia john flansburgh had to deal with back in the day they honestly should have given him a fucking gun to shoot people with
#it just makes me so fucking mad the comments people made in the press and like this commentary track hes like yeah i didnt watch#the tiny toons videos because they literally made me represented by a pig which was not the best feeling like I just feel so bad for him#again like i get why hes like thank god i got famous at 29 and not 19#i would have just started killing anyone who called me the fat one straight up immediately
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im so annoyed with everything today, i think i need some tasty food and a million hours of sleep and then I'll be back to normal
#the teacher at the first class today was so dibsjdhdhdhdhsgs đ«#like she was teaching us things that are like unrelated to the class that shes teaching so idek why she was teaching it#but also its things that we have been learning since the 1st semester and we've done them in at least 10 classes and she was acting like#this was the 1st time we were hearing about it#like oh yeah we're on the 7th semester of studying nutrition but no one bothered to tell us how many calories are in a gram of fat#and she gave us homework 'to see if we know this' like#oh yes i can make a meal plan for a child with crohns or cystic fibrosis or celiac disease or everything else we've done this semester and#all the other semesters but i guess i cant tell you what micronutrients are in this one breakfast meal#like fuck off and stick to what you're supposed to be teaching#anyway i know im getting more annoyed than i should but she was just even more annoying than usual today#like she interrupted the lesson every 5 minutes to yell at someome to be quiet i wasnt even aware there were people talking until she yelled#anyway#also my new earphones aren't working well idk why ive definitely not been mistreating them that much for them to break in less than a month#like i had my old pair for at least 4 years until the broke and i dont think the wire got cut in them like the sound was coming out weird#but there was sound coming out. in the new ones you need to hold them in a very specific angle for sound to come out#and like im careful with how i put them away so what is up with them?#my theory is that they make wired earphones shitty on purpose so that you will spend a lot of money and buy wireless#also we had said from Tuesday that we would hang out with my friends today but i guess they forgot or idk and they made other plans#(to go home and sleep) and during the weekend the one friend wont be here and next week my family will be here so we probably wont hang out#again until next year and we have exams almost immediately so we wont be hanging out much then either#also my period is supposed to come soon and i hope that it will either come today or it will wait until after Christmas#ideally it will never come ever again but we cant always get what we want#anyway im gonna go eat the rest of my ΌΔÏογΔÎčαÎșÏ and go take a nap#jo says stuff#personal ramblings
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not to make a mountain out of a molehill here but like, i think thats why the discourse around beauty standards online irks me a little bit. so often u see anyone trying to conform to them framed as morally weak and often, those same critics will turn around and make fun of the smallest, most random aspects of someone's appearance.
im not saying beauty standards aren't cruel or unjust. or that the systems that put them in place shouldn't be dismantled. but i think we also need to acknowledge that sometimes twisting yourself into any kind of desirability mold that will fit is a way of surviving
#btw im not saying thats whats happening with the patrick thing#thats just what got me started on this train of thought#for example. thinking of the time i didnt shave my legs went out in shorts and got harassed on the street#esp as a fat woman theres so much u cant get away with#also its the one thing everyone immediately jumps to when they have even a little inkling someones done something wrong#when the ryan seamen thing happened i saw sooo many ppl making fun of his looks#and like. again. this isnt about him its about all the other people who see these comments#i just think we dont get to act enlightened about beauty when this behavior is still so common everywhere#anyway. i prob shouldnt be trying to write serious posts when im this sleep deprived but oh well#isa.txt
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Why are British teenage girls so unhappy? Hereâs the answer (Caitlin Moran, The Times, Sep 13 2024)
"The report, by the Childrenâs Society, found that British 15-year-old girls are the most unhappy in Europe.
British girls aged 10-15 are âsignificantly less happyâ with their life, appearance, family and school than the average boy â and their happiness is still declining.
Boysâ life satisfaction, meanwhile, remains broadly stable. (âŠ)
But I still didnât have an âaha!â moment about why this so disproportionately affects girls until⊠I talked to some teenage girls.
It was at a party, and I went to vape with them on the patio. Because I take my nicotine like children do.
âDuh â itâs the boys,â one said when I brought it up, as all the others agreed.
âThe boys?â I asked.
My last book, What About Men?, had been all about how much boys struggle these days: their loneliness; their suicide rates. Iâd spent the past year feeling very sympathetic towards boys.
âYeah, well, who do you think theyâre taking out their unhappiness on? Itâs us,â another girl said.
âOne boy at school used to draw a picture every day of how ugly I was,â a third girl said. âEvery day for two years.â
âTheyâve all got âRate The Girlsâ polls on their WhatsApps,â the first said. âThey mark you down for weight gain, haircuts, what you say.â
âBut then, if youâre hot, itâs just as bad, in a different way, because theyâll be talking about how they want to f*** you.â
The girls discussed coping techniques. Bad news: none of them worked.
âThe only way you can stop them is if you become âone of the boysâ and hang out with them. But then,â the second girl said with a sigh, âall the other girls call you a slut. Because youâve gone over to the boysâ side.â
âSurely itâs not all the boys?â I said. âThere must be some nice boys?â
âOh, yeah,â one girl said. âBut they keep their heads down. Because⊠well, look.â
She showed me the Instagram account of her friend. Under every picture she posted of herself â smiling in a new dress; with her dog â dozens of anonymous accounts had replied with the most rank abuse.
âFat.â âSlut.â âYou gonna try and kill yourself again, for attention?â
âTheyâre all boys from her school,â she said. âAnd look, this one boy tried to defend her.â
I saw a series of messages from a brave teenage boy, posting things like, âYouâre all big men, leaving these replies under anonymous accounts.â
As I could see, this boy immediately became a target too. Mainly accusations that he was âwhite knightingâ this girl: âYou wanna f*** her, bro?â
âSo,â I asked, âyou donât think itâs social media pressure to be beautiful, or the economy, thatâs making girls so sad?â
âWell, yeah, them too,â the first girl said. âBut, Monday-Friday, 9-3, Iâm not on social media. Iâm not⊠in the economy. Iâm just with these boys. And no one talks about how horrible they are.â
I thought about another recent report, showing a 30 per cent ideological gap between Gen Z men, who are increasingly conservative, and Gen Z women, who are increasingly progressive.
I thought about Andrew Tate, who has nine million mostly young male followers â and faces human trafficking charges, which he denies.
And I thought: maybe these girls are on to something. Maybe more people need to vape with teenage girls and ask them for the school gossip."
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FAKINâ IT FOR YOU ?! â
gojo, sukuna, nanami, toji, choso. faking an orgasm n how they react
cw. fem! reader, unprotected, faking órgasms, praise, filthy dirty talk, orgasm denial, first time squirt (choso), öral (f! receiving), nipple play, impact play, manhandling, req by anon, mdni. total wc 3.7k
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TOJI FUSHIGURO
âwhat the fuck was that?â
he wouldnât even care he was balls deepâyou canât even try to fake an orgasm with toji because heâll immediately know. toji knows every inch of your bodyâhe studies it like one would study for an exam, every particular nerve, he knows how to hit it until you break. yet, the moment you decide to fake your release, all hell breaks loose. youâd be on all fours as he stops his churlish hits against you, a hand of his gathers a firm amount of your hair before he tightly yokes it back. sweetly, you play coy and moan, âwhat was what?â
âletâs not,â toji grumbles, and heâs annoyed. you can hear the extra grit linger underneath his tone as he speaks. ravened eyebrows of his curve into a frustrated furrow before he pulls out. it was so abrupt, you whine before he gives your ass a rude spank, darting his eyes away with an eye roll. âoh, please, girl. was that a fake moan too?â
âit wasnât f-fake,â you protest, and youâre suddenly quiet from the way he rubs his fatten swollen tip against your soddened entrance. toji could read you like a book thoughâyou werenât bullshitting anyone. you was so close but instead, you decided to be a bit more of a brat, kind of desperate to see tojiâs reaction.
all toji does is pull out. you whine, the friction titillating against every number of nerves hidden within your body before he spanks your ass again. âfaking an orgasm for me, girl bye.â and as he speaks, you could hear his sheer vexation. toji brings your hips up to him, having your face laid down against the woolly mattress before he wraps a hand around his shaft. giving it a few pumps, he starts to slap his tip against your entrance. âgot some balls, girl. iâll give ya that.â
âw- whyâd you pull out?â you whimper, making a cute attempt at grinding your rear against him. toji snickers, drubbing his plump cockhead against your slit, pushing it inâonly to pull it right back out. the dewy squashes your pussy makes only rings against your ears further. all you feel is pure static, youâre panting, chest heaving, everything and above.
with a secure grip against a nice chunk of your hair, toji groans. âb- because i fuckinâ cannn,â he mocks your faltering stutter, a palm of his bedaubing against your folds before spanking it silly. âooh,â he purrs, watching your thighs shimmy upon impact. you bite your lip, trying to rut yourself further against him and he only resumes to rub his rounded fat tip between your slit. desperately, you try to swallow him whole but before you could even attempt â toji pulls it back out, slapping his hefty cock onto your pussy again and again. âgot some nerve faking an orgasm with me when yâer this soaked already.â
âf-fuck,â a mewl dies out your throat as you feel him continue to smear his rotund cockhead all over your most sensitive parts. with your back hunched over, pretty thighs parted, you let off a bratty giggle. huffing out a sweet sigh, you hum, âitâs just ⊠youâre getting a bit old, toji. didnât wanna be mean.â
tojiâs left eye twitches. as he ghosts a few fingers against your cunt â he slowly inserts two thick fingers inside of your lewd opening before pulling his digits back out. âold, huh?â and he flips you over to look straight at him. sable hairs of his run down his brows before he slyly smiles. a gasp wretches out from your throat before he shoves both of your knees up to your chest, realigning himself. with a husky grunt, he snarls. âdonât play with me. old or not iâll still break this bed, whore.â
âd- do it then.â you almost simper but he cups a hand over your face.
âtch, such a mouth on ya. ainât nothinâ a few orgasms wonât fix,â and you moan once he starts to finally make his way inside of you. the girth of toji thickens and dilates throughout your walls and you feel his grip tighten against your knees. as the bed starts to creak in harmony again, he darkly cackles, hot breath aerating against your neck. âoh, and just a heads up baby. when i break this bed, âs coming out of your pocket to replace it. âppreciate it.â
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CHOSO KAMO
âh-huh,â heâd stammer in short briskly breaths. choso doesnât realize you fake it until he actually realizes something wasnât right. with him being propped up between your plush thighs, he gently gnaws against your chin, panting heavily. âbaby, did you just fake your orgasm?â
you only give him a sheepish grin and choso pouts, he leans in to kiss your pout, soft sweet kisses gluing against your chin before he whines. âthat⊠wasnât nice,â and he buries his face into his neck. chosoâs only teasingâbut in the case that you do fake an orgasm with him, heâs more than determined to make you cum at least ten times harder. choso would have you laying flat on your back, gradually easing himself back into your sopping accepting walls before he whines. âoh f-fuck,â heâd gasp, feeling you immediately engulf around his length. heâs throbbing into you, various veins that run down his shaft pulse inside of you. your legs immensely snake around his waist before he starts to deeply drill into you.
chosoâs pace is different this time â itâs much more frantic, heâs still whimpering praises into your ear as heâs plummeting his dick within your gummy clingy walls. âmhm, just like that baby. s-so good,â youâd mewl out, his hips continuing to drive into you at a full smacking speed. itâs addictive, the way his sharp hips rotate against youâyou feel your tongue hang out before he leans in to suck on it.
youâve always tasted so sweet, chosoâs moans only grow louder as he starts to tap against that same spot buried inside of your cunt. he knows your moans are for real this time because of your body languageâhow you cling onto him tightly with your giddy arms and legs, biting down onto his right shoulder in pure pleasure. âfuck, fuck right there baby. thatâs it, that spot, pleaseee.â
choso could have came alone from your melodic words of encouragement. youâre all stupefied with your eyes crossed, warm hot bodies clashing against each other in sync. he whimpers, feeling his thighs ache near the undersides before his hefty cock reaches yet another deep spot. your legs were steadfastly wrapped around his torso, making sure heâd never leave. âcome on baby, give me one, please. gimme a real one,â and he licks a long stripe up your neck. âgive it to me, make a mess on m-me so i can clean you right up.â
as youâre positioned in a sprawled way, chosoâs hands roam towards your neglected bouncing tits. his head lowers down to suck against them as his hips go slow. a growing pool of heat resides near your lower abdomen as his delicious inches drill in and out of you. âf-fuck, âcho. âs coming, feel w-wet.â
âlet go on me, please,â he purrs, his tongue licking against your sensitive nipples. after a while, he csnt help but start to suck against your precious mounds, moaning as you cup his face to look at you. choso grinds against you, verbosely slowing himself down before you let off a real shriek. as the coarse smacks against each body pitched louder and loduer, you feel yourself zealously jolt forward before you feel a sudden sensation gush out of you. the velocity of it all was soaking â youâre panting, chest heaving as you try to recollect breaths before you feel yourself spouting out more onto your boyfriend. choso pauses, his pink dampened lips quavering as he leans in to give you a sloppy kiss on your mouth. âbaby,â his eyelids lowers, and heâs puffing for air right with you. a hand of his trails down between your thighs, lifting up your legs before he moans. âdid you just squirt on meâŠ?â
feeling a drenching pool of saliva coat into your mouth, you whine out a timid, ây- yes.â
giving you a hungry gaze, his dick twitches inside of you before he pulls out to watch the remnants of your own slick spill out. âo- oh wow,â he gawks at the filthy scenery right before his eyes. in a gruff voice, choso bites his lip, leaning down to press a final delicate kiss against your pussy. âmwah,â his warm lips ghost against your now drenched folds. he canât help but lick against it, savoring your sweetened taste before he looks up at you with a pleading look in his eyes. âdo.. do you think you can squirt for me one more time? pretty please. need you s-so bad.â
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SUKUNA RYĆMEN
the audacity was beyond himâhe knows right away, sukuna was no foolish curse.
if it was anything he knew by heart, it was your body. whenever youâre about to orgasm, he likes to stare dead into your eyes whilst heâs giving you his all. slow yet deadly strokes, he likes draining the pleasure out of you with the thick inches of his cock. oh, how his favorite part was to just hear your babbling little voice sob out his name over and over like a looping vinyl on a record player. your adorable cacophonies of âright there, right there,â and âgonna cum, âkuna,â and many more, many of which they all never fail to reverb across the padded walls of his sacred chambers.
although, he can easily tell from how itâs real or fake. sukuna gets up closeâhearing the sounds of your heavy breaths as your legs wrap around his waist. as youâre taking in every part of his bare long length, your arms sling around him. youâre a mess underneath him, jostling against his beefy built body. the demonâs pure smoldering heat colliding against yours only makes you throb at a much quicker pace. his scent, you bury your face into the crook of his neck. âi-iâm close, âkuna.â youâd mewl out in a desperate cry, hearing his low animalistic growls all close up against the outer shell of your ear.
he knows,
you didnât even have to remind him, he knows your body. it was his priceless treasure. sukuna groans as you claw your fingernails into the deep depths of his back. his thickened base resumes to jackhammer into your tight sticky walls furthermore until you croak. heâs just so big, you jaw was dangling open all stupid like before it finally comesâ that familiar squeal heâs grown to love. his favorite part.
as your cunt sloshes against the repetitive thwacks against it, you whine out your finishâyet he notices something quite peculiar about your concluding climax. as you lean your back, doe eyes staring into the ceiling, his pointed ears twitch at the way you elongated that single orgasmic syllable. âthink youâre so funny,â he says as he waits for your seven second orgasm to come to a closing halt. crimson red eyes makes your tummy churn as you meet his stern gaze and he grips your chin. âlittle girl, youâre playinâ a dangerous game.â
âw- what?â you coyly mutter, an almost smile pulls against each side of your lips before he glares at you.
sukuna pulls out and you gasp, your ankle brushing against the back of his torso and he squeezes your lips together. âbrat,â he snarls, his tone all rough and husky. a free hand of sukunaâs sneaks down between your pried open legs to feel against your pussy. a real moan snatches out from your throat as he rubs sloppy circles against it, only to smack it again, and again, and again. your eyes start to roll as he continues to pace. youâre so soaked that it starts to coat his hand. âlook at you. canât get off to dick but you came just from a few pussy smacks? tch.â
âm-more, âkuna. donât stop pleaseee.â you pant, feeling your tummy cave in as youâre directly underneath him. his weight hovers above you as he still grips your cheeks together, giving you a hot, steamy kiss. sukunaâs forked tongue glides against yours and you whimper in his mouth before he lightly pushes you off. you âoofâ back onto the fat padded mattress with a pout as he gets up. with a saddened frown, you sit up to whine. âwhereâ where are you going?â
sukuna fixes his kimono before giving you an annoyed glower. âdonât worry about that. worry about how youâre gonna make that pathetic pussy finish since i apparently canât make you cum,â and he snickers at your little grumbles before he walks out. âchange the sheets when youâre done. fuckinâ wet girl.â
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NANAMI KENTO
ââŠoh,â a deep voice groans from behind you. nanamiâs voice was low, his simple oh sounded offended more than anything. most of the time he doesnât really have you on all fours, doggystyle. but today, you were being a bit of a brat. nanami doesnât mind your little antics, but if itâs to a point where he has to remind you of your place, he will. nanamiâs thick cock was plunging in and out of you before he abruptly stops, slowing down once you ârelease.â
your moan sounded a bit too dramatic than usual, you gulp as he lightly grips onto the back of your shirt.
âohâŠ.what?â youâd moan out, and you glance at the mirror thatâs propped up in front of the both of you. thereâyou see nanami with a look of what seems to be mere irritation. nevertheless though, itâs hot. the way his gentle fawn irises burn into you, perfectly arched brows of his lower and a scowl forms onto his lips. he was still fully clothed, just his slacks from work hanging low. out of nowhere, he gives your ass a mean spank.
nanami sighs, feeling his dick that was stuffed inside of you twitch from the inside. âletâs not ask silly questions, my love. you faked that one, didnât you?â and despite how sweet and alluring his delivery wasâyou heard a faint rasp in his voice, the baritone as he speaks makes you even more wetter than you already were.
you pout, not fond of how he stopped fucking you, you wanted moreâyou couldnât help but be greedy for more of him.
âi didnât,â you lie through your teeth, arching forward in a cute teasing attempt for him to finish drilling into you. nanami doesnât follow through though, insteadâhe gathers a strong yet gentle grip of your hair. as his veins coarse through him, his hefty arms bulge as he pulls you forward to stare at your pathetic needy reflection. âf-finish fucking me, âken. whyâd you s-stop?â
âwhy should i continue, sweetheart? tell me that,â and his words were nothing more but a soft purr. his interest was suddenly piquedâyouâve never faked one of your orgasms before, at least not with him. as you lie on your chest, he takes a peek at your ass before letting off another low sigh. nanami gets directly up close to you before he delicately tightens the grip around your hair a tad bit. âah, donât be shy now. tell me what âm not doing right to make this pussy feel good. i know you faked it, my love.â
your breath hitches as nanami presses his weight against youâhis throbbing cock buries itself between your entrance but heâs not even in fully.
heâs just ⊠idle, his shaft remains near you and you whine from the feeling of him not moving.
âi was just p-playing,â you whine, feeling your perky nipples rub against the satiny-made sheets. whilst you smear your glossy lips together, you grind your hips against your husband. âjust wanted attention, âken.â
âmy wife,â he whispers, planting a hot kiss near the nape of your neck. his touch alone could make you finish. it was that easy, nanamiâs fingers skim against your waist before he sucks gently against your collarbone. âthereâs other ways to get my attention, you know that,â and his voice softens by a mile. heâs always gentle with you, his throbbing cock all swollen and built up of so much volumes of seed that he was preparing to give to you. âugh, having you bent over like this âs drivinâ me crazy,â he abruptly admits, feeling you wriggle your ass against his cock that was stuffed between the very temples of your ass. âbut,â he swallows, sneaking another kiss, this time against your earlobe. âif i give you another orgasm, âs it gonna be real this time?â
ây- yes, promise,â you moan, desperate for him to go back inside. nanamiâs hands grab onto your hips now as he pulls them up, relishing in your little arch youâve got going on for only his eyes to see. youâre gorgeous, he huffs out a few breaths as you take your time to whine out your little words of desire. âwonât fake it anymore, jusâ finish fucking me, please.â
nanami groansâhis fingers wrapping around his fat length, giving it a few mere pumps before he prods it against your hungry swallowing slit. âatta girl. keep that arch fâme, yeah,â he sucks his teeth, raising his chin up to where his jawline makes an appearance. ânow,â he whispers, deepening his voice as he spreads your legs, making your right cheek sink into the cottony pillow. âletâs try this again. letâs see if i can get a little squirt out of you, sweetheart.â
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SATORU GOJO
once he finds out you faked your orgasm, it significantly bruises his egoâhe tries to play it off with a sheepish cackle cutting out of his throat. âheh, i can fake an orgasm better than that, yâknow.â heâd mutter, yet you could hear the little tremor in gojoâs tone. he was quite literally pounding into you before he makes you lie down flat against his chest. he makes you spread your legs for him, exposing your dripping pussy before he pinches your clit. you moan, feeling gojoâs bulge brush off against your ass. âkinda hurt my feelings, hmph.â
âi didnât f-fake itââ you try to lie. with his fingers rummaging near the inside of your cunt, it had you biting back your words in regret. you lean back against his chest, legs all spread and you start to squirm before he hums against your ear.
âsquirmy today arenât we?â gojo jeers with an impish smile. he titters at the way your legs judder all because of the indecourous stimulation. each tantalizing twitch makes him wanna rub his fingers against your clit even quicker. âif you donât wanna gimme an orgasm, iâll just have to do it myself, angel.â
you clench onto his thigh, allowing pleasure to overtake you before his fingertips skid against that familiar spot. nowâ your moans were very much real, gojoâs fingers was so lengthy that he could reach you in areas his own dick probably couldnât locate. as your eyelids feel heavy, they shut before another whine leaves your mouth. he still keeps up his pace, maneuvering all kinds of circles over your pussy in a rotation manner before your thighs start to shudder in ecstasy.
âsatoru, satoruuuu,â a heavenly sounded whimper dies out your throat. you only then roughly gnaw down on your lip, a cute try at trying to suppress your little moans. âdonât think i can c-cum anymore, âs good fuckk.â
he chuckles, kissing the top of your head. âyes you can, i know you can baby,â he whispers, and thatâs when he moves again, moving himself between your legs this time. gojo brings a chaste kiss towards your pussy, slithery strings of saliva peeling from your folds and itâs so sloppy. immediately, his lips get all moist and muggy with your honeyed slit. he creates a bowling ball grip with two lengthy fingers, shoving the two of them in and out before he blows parching hot air against your cunt. âgotta get my baby a little wetter.â he whispers, watching you pulse from the inside. within seconds, you happily coat your boyfriend's fingers with your dingy sheet arousal before he slowly vigorously continues to knead various circles and shapes against your swollen nub. you were throbbing laboriously, pulse after pulse as you panting repeats itself as if youâre running a marathon.
gojo lolls out his long wet tongue against your pretty pussy, savoring your candied taste as he feels you roughly joggle against his mouth. hot puffs of pants fans against your folds as he chuckles, and he then starts to spank your pussy raw. one spank turns into two, then three, then four . .
you didnât want him to stop anytime soonâhis guzzling greedy sucks against your clit only makes you spasm out even faster. by now, you donât even remember why you faked your orgasm because the real one was finally about to present itself. itâs coming to you like a tsunami wave, you canât predict it but itâs preparing to crash into you all at once. the build up has you almost drooling before you grip onto his his meaty thigh.
âs-satoruâ somethingâs hnghhh coming. oh my goddd,â and youâre trapped in a haze, yet gojo doesnât stop there. heâs so offended that he doesnât just make you cream on his fingers. he makes you squirt on them too, gushing out so much the that sheets are now all soaked thanks to you. whilst your tummy heaves, your legs feel all numb and not before long, he makes you squirt again. your jaw cutely sways itself open as you lie back on the mattress, feeling the few spurts trickle out of you slowly. âf-fuck,â you whine, and your voice is all strained and tiny.
gojo hums before he starts making out with your pussy. his eyes close as if heâs actually kissing you, each smooch sounds more sloppy by the second before he pulls out his fingers, sitting up to slide them into your mouth. âtaste yourself baby. now thaaaatâs how you orgasm,â and as you take his digits into your mouth with droopy eyes, your tongue swirls all around his fingertips. as you moan amply from your own taste, he wrenches out his fingers before sneaking a two second kiss on your lips. âawww, donât tap out on me now. you can give âtoru one more, right?â
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steamy shower sex with simon.
the man's just come home from a deployment which took you away from him and him away from you for a whole month. a whole month of both of you having no sexual contact with each other, no calls, no photos, no nothing.
so just imagine the desperation and the raw need between the two of you as he stepped foot back into the place that finally felt like home after so many years of trying to find it, dropping his bag to the wooden floor, not even bothering to take his shoes off as his arms found themselves wrapped tightly around your smaller body, holding you close, so close.
"missed you, lovey." his voice was deep, low, as usual, yet his tone was softened, into one of vulnerability, love, desire, and need. one that he only ever used towards you. only you were deserving of hearing and seeing his true emotions, which were hidden behind a cold mask to others.
you insisted he should take a shower, clean himself up from the messy deployment, ease his stiff, aching joints, slowly ground himself back into the domestic side of his life, even if it wouldn't last forever. not yet, at least, one day, maybe.
however, simon didn't want to be alone yet, no, not after he just came back to his sweetheart. so in the end, the two of you ended up showering together. it started as a normal shower, which slowly escalated into more.
which is how you found yourself, in simon's big, well-trained arms, his scarred fingers pressing tightly into your thighs, back against his muscled chest, as he fucked up into you, his fat cock stretching out your pulsing, clenching walls with a slight new found difficulty from how long he was separated from you. but, that just means he has to get you nice and stretched out, doesn't he?
the running water did little to conceal the groans and low moans from him, and the higher, louder moans and whines from you. your head was leaning against his shoulder, eyes barely open, as his tip repeatedly pressed against your sweetest spots inside you, making you feel dizzy from the unwavering pleasure.
rutting his hips up into you, his grip on you tightened, as he slowly lowered his head, whispering into your ear amidst his noises of pleasure and relief. "feeling good, pretty girl? getting close? i can fucking feel you clenching around me so hard. you wanna cum, yeah?"
he was teasing you with his words, as he soon began to simultaneously bring your wet pussy down onto his dick while fucking up into you, but you knew he was just as wanting as you were in this moment.
your moans grew louder in noise, stirring him on to do the same, his groans and grunts of your name and dirty words growing louder and more rushed. your wetness was dripping down his cock, slipping down his bare, marked skin, leaving a trail which almost immediately got washed off by the running water in the shower.
the glass was steamed up, a white sheet of condensation hiding your two bodies away from the outside. the air was getting hotter and thinner, which, along with your current states, didn't really help much. but, none of that mattered in the moment. what mattered was that you were with simon again, getting one of the best sex experiences in your life.
"g'nna cum, wanna cum, pleasee, 'leasee!" you cried out, turning your head, trying to capture simon's lips in a long-awaited kiss. you could see his eyes moving to look down at your lips, as he lowered his head down, capturing your lips in a wet, messy kiss, one with tongue's meeting, fighting for the dominance, which undoubtedly you had lost quickly.
"you wanna cum, huh?" he muttered out, his pace constant, not speeding or slowing down. "wanna cum so desperately? then do it. be a good girl for me and make a fucking filthy mess."
and that was all it took for you to snap, your body jerking and trembling as the tension in your lower abdomen snapped, mind blank, save for simon's name, as your orgasm hit you so intensely, squirting so hard as your body shook from it. your pussy clenched and twitched so much that that in itself was enough to bring poor simon to the breaking point.
holding you down tightly on him, which was definite to leave many loving, reminiscent marks of what had happened, he let out a lusty, heavy moan, burying his face in your shoulder, as hot spurts of his cum shot into you, intertwining with yours, creating a sticky mess between the two of you as it began to dribble out, getting flushed away through the shower water.
it took you some time to gather yourselves; to catch your breaths, come back to reality, to ground yourselves from the orgasms you had just experienced. simon slowly let you down, turning the shower off, looking down at you, as you slumped against him, barely managing to stand on quivering legs.
"well, that shower was pointless, wasn't it?"
but he wouldn't trade these moments for anything in the world.
(author's note: wrote this on a whim, not too proud of it đ€)
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mmmm ;) simon has got a special eye on single-mom!reader, doesn't he? (18+, lactation kink, daddy kink, breeding kink, dark content !!!!)
it's your first day back after maternity leave. you already look different, simon notices this immediately. the way you fill out your cargo pants--fuck, there's no way your arse has ever looked so fat. no way your thighs have ever been so plush--ngghhh...
fuck, you've never been prettier. motherhood suits you. your hair is longer. your eyes are a little brighter. and fuck, your tits look so heavy, can't keep his eyes off of them, can't fucking focus, fuck, fuck, fuck--
you look so cute patching him up. pouty bottom lip between your teeth as you string his lacerated skin back together with a practiced stitch, standing between his spread legs as he sits in a chair in your office. he nicked his shoulder real well in training today, and fuck, is he grateful for johnny's heavy hand because you're standing over him, and he has a front-row seat to the greatest view of his fucking life.
christ, they practically jiggle with every movement you make. you pop the cap off some disinfectant, and the little bounce of your chest makes him chub up immediately, and he doesn't trust the buckle of his belt anymore because you're so fucking hot. and god, it isn't fair, this isn't fair, you must be teasing him--because as he's staring shamelessly at your pretty, perky nipples, he notices the fabric of your shirt beginning to grow damp.
you notice his line of sight after you tie off his wound. you look down, gasping, your hands dropping your supplies to come up and cup your breasts and cover the wetness of your shirt.
"god--dammit," you breathe. you haven't gotten a chance to pump today, it's been so busy in the clinic, and god, they ache.
you're his sergeant. his pretty little soldier. he just wants to help you. he's just helping you, isn't he? that's what this is when he draws his big hands up, shifting your shirt until it nestles below your nursing bra. he's just helping you when he unlatches the strap with ease, drawing down the soft material and baring your tits for him, his eyes bulging when he sees how wet the skin is, how they glisten.
his mouth is so warm. it's the perfect relief after such a long day. his tongue is soft and careful, swirling in heated circles as he soothes the ache in the throbbing fat there. you're so wet--soaking your panties, you know you are, your hormones firing wildly as he pulls back, opening his mouth and catching just a dribble of the warm essence that leaks from one breast. finally, finally--fuck, he's so good at this, his mouth latching onto you again as he groans loudly. he's so sick, it's so fucking lewd, but god dammit, it's just what you need, you need this, you need this.
he likes you like this. he likes you fat around the hips and leaking from your tits and spilling sweetness into your panties. he needs to keep you this way. he needs to keep you pretty and aching and starving for the relief that he knows he can give you.
he doesn't care whose kid it is, he wants to keep you this way. he'd let johnny or gaz fuck you stupid after this if it meant plugging you up and making you full and beautiful and round again. he's never wanted kids anyway, he knows he probably shoots blanks, it's why you got pregnant so fast after he shut the door on your relationship and refused to open it again, isn't it?
nnghghhgh...
fuck, his pants are already shoved low, just enough that he can pull himself out. he's so heavy, balls so full and aching so badly, he's hardly slapping against his stomach. you slip your own trousers off, eager to get back into his lap, practiced pretty girl sinking down onto him and riding him for her life in the dark of her office.
he buries his face into your chest. they're bouncing every time you smack your hips back down against his, and he can't stop the noises he's making as he suckles your tits in his mouth and uses a firm grip on your ass to meet your thrusts with force. fuck, he'd forgotten what a nice cunt you had--he'd forgotten how nice and soft you are, how messy and wet you get, how whenever he fucks you, his entire pelvis is always soaked with the slick of you because you can never stop creaming on his cock.
"so big," you babble, just like you used to, and he grunts as he aims for that little spot inside of you that makes you cry. he wants to see those pretty tears falling down your face, but all it took this time was his tongue sucking on your achy nipples to make you pouty and sobbing.
fuck, you've always been good at taking him, you always were such a good girl, but now he's overwhelmed. your body is so different and yet the same, and he likes it so much more--fuck, there's so much to grab onto now, the smacking of your skin is loud, and you've always been such a wet girl, but now you're positively dripping. he grits his teeth as he looks down finally, watching the way you've wet his trousers, his boxers, your thighs, the goddamn chair. he can't wait to lay you down after this and put his head between your thighs, can't wait to get those tits back in his mouth and make you cry again and again and again and again--
yeah, yeah, yeah--fuck, fuck, fuck--
you collapse after he cums. whimpering, taking two of his fingers and fitting them into your mouth so you have something to suck on, something you always used to do for comfort. he hisses a little as he pulls out just a little, globs of cum dribbling onto the seat before he eases you back down again. you whine, clinging onto him, your eyes shutting as he shoves his cum practically into your stomach.
yeah, fuck--he's gonna make his little sergeants take you nice after this. he needs you to stay like this, needs to keep you fat and pretty and swollen. don't mind the chunky babies you'll have, he'll take care of you, sweetheart, he'll be the daddy that son of a bitch never gave you, yeah?
he grabs the phone nearest to him to check the time as you settle on wobbly legs into the seat next to him. it must be your phone, because there's a picture of a smiling baby as the background. his eyes flicker to yours, and when you catch his gaze, you swallow hard. there's a giant chubby baby you're holding in that picture.
with blond hair and dark eyes (;
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While at first your owners were overjoyed about the fact that you, a Mouse Hybrid, and your mate, a Cat Hybrid were getting along so much better than before, their concern quickly grew. They began to wonder if you two were getting along too well, not knowing how far your relationship had already progressed.
They worried that their silly little cat was playing too rough with you. Having seen the way he would tackle you, his hips pinning you in place so he can paw at your body. Or the way his sharp teeth nip along the fold of your neck, leaving dark claiming marks in their place.
They got you for him so he could have a friend but they didnât want him bothering your cute self too much if you were unable to fight back when the intensity rose.
And as his heat got closer and closer to starting they only began worrying more. They knew heâd become even more rough and raunchy. The last thing they wanted was for their precious plump mouse to get scared or hurt.
So, for your safety, they decided to set up their cat hybrid with their friendâs cat hybrid. With an agreement from both owners she would come stay over at the house so they could mate in peace. Only until his heat had passed and he was able to control himself as usual; if only they knew.
Your big mouse cheeks puff up in anger as the female cat walks into the house. Parading into your territory. Your mate didnât even notice, too busy loudly purring while licking at his marks on your neck and making sure they stayed dark. Something he was doing more of recently with his heat coming up.
When your bfâs heat fully started, it began to affect all the hybrids in the house. Your bf kept clinging to you, taking every chance he could to get away and take you somewhere he can relieve the heat you cause to burn inside him even hotter.
The other cat hybrid could smell his alluring scent and it grew harder to resist despite being scared off by your scent always mixed so deeply with his.
For you, your bfâs heat only heightened your need to claim him in every way possible.
The tension was growing thicker and thicker the longer things went on without you properly laying claim on your mate. Especially now as the other hybrid eyes your mate from the other side of the living room.
Your bf, too caught up in the consuming lust of his heat to notice anything else, still only ever has his hands on you. Sensing her eyes on you, you finally decide to settle this one and for all.
You straddle your bf and he immediately sighs in relief, already needing to have you all over again. You rub against his hardening cock, letting him know you need him now too.
In the blink of an eye heâs flipping you onto your belly, ass high up in the air. His body molding against your own, his loud purring rumbling in your ear.
âLook at you, such a good mate. Taking care of me when I need you so bad,â he coos.
Your eyes flash as you look at the other hybrid. Your tail intertwines with your bfâs and you reach back, rocking back against his aching cock and sinking your claws into him to keep him close. He growls, pawing at your clothes so he can get to you. Your unusual behavior not going unnoticed by him but it only gets him more hot and bothered.
His eyes follow your line of the sigh to the strange hybrid leaving the room in a frenzy and he growls. The heat within him threatening to explode as he realizes what youâre doing.
With a swipe of his paw he shreds the rest of your clothes off. The sight of your glistening fat cunt has his mind spinning. He yanks you closer and sinks his length deep inside you in a long smooth stroke, stretching you out till your insides are burning just as his are.
âAnd staking claim on your mate too. Such a good girl fâme. Now let me take care of you,â he growls, wanting to properly reward you for showing another Hybrid whatâs yours.
You still have your claws in him, keeping close as he desperately fucks his cock into you. The close proximity forcing his thick tip to slam against that soft spot deep inside of you with every hard snap of his hips. You can feel every inch of him against you and it helps soothe the feelings controlling you.
Loud moans and cries of pleasure echo throughout the house form you both. Ensuring the other hybrid can hear. His ribbed length rubs along your gummy walls. The friction has your toes curling and your back arching into him as you meet every thrust.
Every inch of your form shakes as the pleasure he gives you doubles over. Your body practically seizing as he has you coming hard in his cock. But just when you think he might start slowing down, he quickly pins your wrists over your head and rams his length into you.
âI donât know if sheâs gotten the message, little mouse. Might need to make it a little more clear,â he says, a feral glint in his eye.
He fucks you until you forget another hybrid was ever here to begin with. He makes you forget everything besides his name as he forces you to scream it each time he brings you to release.
When his heat ends not longer after, the other hybrid leaves to go back home to her family. You and your bf watch her from afar, his frame hovering on top of yours as your owners happily chat away.
As soon as goodbyes are shared and the door closes, your bf rolls over to pin you against the couch. That look in his eye making you wonder if some of his heat hasnât totally gone away just yet.
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I'll suck your dick for a long breeding kink Simon story (ily) đđ»đđ»
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CW: BREEDING KINK, titty sucking, PIV (No protection, pls use this irl), oral sex (f receiving), praise, slight daddy kink?, cream pie, lactation kink kinda, orgasms yippee
There was something primal inside of Simon, an urge that simmered through him like magma, coiling into every vein and muscle with a need to be filled. It consumed him wholly, wracking his brain with images and thoughts.
Images and thoughts of you, full and round with his seed, his child.
Simon never knew he wanted a family, always content with the one he met on the field. That was until he met you. You were a ray of light, always cheery and smiling, so feminine and beautiful. He needed you, and that was enough, but he wanted more.
He had never approached it with you before, but he was always so careful in case it scared you away. It all began when you were waiting in line at the supermarket, a newborn straddled to his motherâs hips as it cooed at you, slobber dribbling down its mouth as its eyes crinkled with laughter. Â You were so quick to smile back, waving with glee as you pulled funny faces, a chorus of laughter soon following from the little one.
It only got worse when you were on your period, raving on about how you sometimes wanted to be pregnant just to get rid of it temporarily.
But Simon believes it really struck him when you were fresh out of the shower, pushing your belly out for fun to look as though you were expecting. You turned to him with cheery eyes and simply asked, âDo you think I would look good pregnant?â
Now, it was all the Lieutenant could think of.
You were a doll, always rushing around for him after he returned home, begging him to relax as you tended to his needs. You would be such a good mother.
âYou want me to run you a bath? Give you a massage?â You murmured, rubbing his shoulders as you sat on his lap, thick hands rubbing at your thighs.
Simon groaned in a pleasured tone, nodding, âOnly if you join me, sweetâart.â
The bathroom was thick with lavender, small rocks of decedent salts melting in the heated water, clouds of steam fogging up the mirrors as the fan overworked. Your body moulded to his as the bath swished around you, gently rocking against your upper back as your hands wrapped around his shoulders. Â
Calloused hands rubbed at your hips, kneading the flesh delicately as he rested his head into the crook of your neck, nuzzling into your scent with a deep sniff.
âAinâ I the luckiest man alive to have someone like you, youâre always so good to me,â Simon mumbled, voice slightly muffled by his lips pressed against your skin.
Your hands found the back of his neck, pulling him away from you with a smile as you kissed him, âI missed you, Si.â
âI missed you too. And these,â he snorted, groping at your tits as you giggled, working your fingers through his hair.
His cock grazed against your pussy, nudging your slit as you adjusted on top of him, lifting yourself slightly as he brought a breast to his mouth. His teeth grazed against the fat enjoying the way your breath hicked as his tongue swiped your hardened nipple, your fingers gripping into his shoulder with a profound tightness.
Simon was quick to work his palm against the other, enjoying your subtle moans as he tugged at the nipple, drawing the other one into his mouth with a harsh suck. You were so complicit to him, rocking your hips as you ground against his aching cock.
The man was practically slurring against your tits, switching between nipples as he kneaded the flesh. His voice was quiet as he breathed against your skin, barely audible, âNeed to fill these up with milk, makes me go crazy thinking about how sweet you would taste.â
Your ears were hazed over with arousal as you only grumbled out a âhuhâ immediately melting as he began to lick at your chest again. Your breasts were covered in spit, nipples erect and sore as you whined into the steamy air.
Simonâs hands were heavy as he pulled away from you, tugging you into the air with ease as water dripped along the floor, leading a trail to your bed before you were plopped down, wet body squealing against the sheets. He was quick to spread your thighs, lapping in the way your pussy throbbed as he tickled you with kisses, peppering over stretch marks.
Two fingers were quick to spread you open, folds sticky with your slick before the hotness of his mouth sealed it with a layer of spit, suckling at your sensitive clit as Simon growled against your cunt. Your mouth was tingling with cries, prickles of pleasure settling against a sheer layer of sweat that soaked your skin.
Your body was entranced by his tongue, writhing every-time he focused on your nub, your own hands playing with your tits as you rocked against his wet muscle. âF-Fuck Si- just like that-â
You were so needy, so desperate for release as he worked against your movements, thighs closing around his head as he muffled sweet moans into your flesh.
âTastes so fucking good,â he slurred, wrapping his arms around your thighs as he nestled in closer to your pussy. His cock was leaky with anticipation, moist with pre-cum, edging him closer and closer the more noise you made.
Your orgasm was fast, hitting you with ease as your back arched, thighs shaking as you came with a squeal. His tongue was rapid, licking at your juices like a madman as you moaned, attempting to push his relentless attack away.
Simon pulled away, chin drenched in both spit and arousal as he licked his lips, staring at you with unmistakable hunger. He was quick to work your legs open again, heavy cock hanging low as he tugged at it, pressing the angry tip against your clit.
âNeed to fuck you, doll,â he spat, rubbing his pre into your squelching folds as you nodded. No matter how many times you took him, the burn always ached through you, working into your muscles as it coiled into a hot pit in your stomach.
His grunt was loud as he bottomed out, resting in the warmth of your pussy as you stared up at him with tear-streaked eyes, your mouth stuck in an âoâ shape. You were so full, cock rubbing against your gummy walls with every slight movement, already kissing your neglected cervix.
âPlease move- please-â
He obeyed, pulling out before rocking back into you with a quick thrust. Simon moved your legs, holding them over his shoulder as he pounded into you with a relentless force, giddy on your fucked-out expressions, incoherent blurts leaving your pouty lips.
âTake me so fucking good baby, make me never want to leave. Need to cum in this fucking pussy.â
You clenched. Hard.
Simon paused slightly, staring down at your squinted eyes, hands rubbing at your pillowy tits before you relaxed again.
âYou want me to cum in you? Fuck a baby into this pretty cunt, hm?â
You babbled out a yes, tugging at your tender nipples as he growled into the air. His pace was brutal now, desperate for release as you milked around his length, pants leaving your mouth in shallow breaths.
âGonna look so fucking sexy pregnant- all full with my child. Gonna make me a Daddy? Gonna fuck you until it sticks. Thatâs it baby - keep sucking me in, just like that.â
Simon was feral, grunting into the air as he fucked his cock into your wailing mound, slick stringing down his full balls. Your screams were loud as your head tilted to the side, tongue lapping from your mouth as you mewled in the pleasure.
âYouâre gonna be such a good mommy, arenât you sweetâart? So fucking good- so fucking tight. Just need to breed this perfect pussy. All fucking mine.â
âY-Yours, Simon. Please fill me up,â you said, voice cracking as you gripped onto his neck, pulling him flush against you into a mating press. Delicate fingers found your clit as you rubbed the wet bead, moaning against his mouth as he kissed you, an endless supply of adrenaline pumping through his body.
âYou gonna give me as many kids as I want? Gonna keep you pregnant, so full and round with my babies. My perfect fucking girl.â
Your breath wedged in your throats as the coil grew in your stomach, sloppy motions rubbed against your clit as Simon fucked against your sweet spot.
âMilk my fucking cock, baby, thatâs it- cum for Daddy.â
His words sent you into overdrive, your eyes rolling back as your noises halted, stuck in your oesophagus as your lungs jolted full of air. Simon was quick to follow, your clenches wrapping around his shaft as he came with a groan, hot spurts of come coating your walls as he gripped onto your neck.
The Lieutenant was reluctant to pull out, desperate to keep his seed inside of you, buried at the hilt. You whined at the loss of contact, thick cock leaving your aching mound with a huff as Simon rushed to the bathroom.
You melted into the sheets, gently stirring as he wiped your face and neck with a cool compress.
âDid so well for me,â he praised, rubbing at your cheek affectionately. You smiled, pressing a kiss to his wrist.
Thick loads leaked from your exposed cunt, a hiss leaving Simonâs throat before two fingers pushed his work back in.
This man meant what he said, he wasnât stopping until it stuck. Until you were pregnant and forever his.
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"Si, you owe me a new couch," you half-joke, trying to ease some of the palpable tension in the air, as you sit next to your boyfriend, Simon, on your couch, cleaning the gash on his side with a face cloth.
The poor guy had shown up at your door in the middle of the night with the nastiest gash to his side. It was a superficial cut, so nothing that needed immediate medical attention, but it still bledâa lot
He wouldn't say how he acquired the laceration, but you suspected it couldn't have been good. You kept your assumptions to yourself and have been tending to them for the last five minutes or so.
"I'll buy you any kind you like," he picks his head up from its place on the back of the couch. You catch his eyes boring into the side of your head as you continue cleaning the area, finally looking up to lock eyes with him. The sincerity in his eyes has you letting out a small laugh.
"You don't have to," you murmur as your eyes shift to the gauze to your side. You carefully open a fresh piece, place it on the cut, and secure it with paper tape. You gently press the sides, securing the tape to his skin. "All done. Good boy," you jokingly say, tossing the gauze's empty packaging onto the coffee table in front of you.
You feel his hand grip your chin, pulling you towards his lips. You are slightly taken aback, even making a noise of surprise, but you quickly reciprocate the kiss.
He tasted of Nicorette gum and cigarette smoke with a hint of liquor. You would scowl at him later for the cigarette smell since he had supposedly quit, but right now, you could feel by the way he gripped your face he craved a taste of you.
You raised your hand to grip his jaw, trying to bring him closer. He senses your desire, gripping your hips and swinging you over his legs so you are now straddling him, never once disconnecting his lips from yours.
While you adjust to the new position, your knee grazes his gash, making him grunt into your mouth. You pull back slightly to speak; both of your chests are heaving. "Am I hurting you?" Your brows furrow in concern as you gently bring your hand to rest in his messy hair.
He knots his hand in your hair, lips brushing against yours. "Only if you stop,â he pants, deepening the kiss.
You smile into his lips, gripping his jaw, feeling his teeth clash against your own. One of his hands lingers over your hip once again, kneading the fat of it. The other lingers from your hair to pull down your shirt on your shoulder, revealing your collarbone.
His lips hover over your clavicle, eyes flicking to take note of a new, very small âsâ inked into your flesh. He brings his hand up to brush his fingertips over the tattoo.
âYou got this for me?â He enunciates the âme,â like it was just so unable to believe you would ever want to taint your skin for him.
âYou like it?â You chew on your bottom lip, giddy with anticipation. He leans back against the back of the chair, shifting his torso a little. You let out a slight moan when you feel how hard he is.
âDo you feel that?â He gruffs, gripping your waist and grinding you against his clothed hard-on. You grip his shoulders with each of your hands tightly, hissing through your teeth, âHow could I not?â
He leans forward, lips hovering over the shell of your ear so you can feel his hot breath against your skin. âI fuckinâ love it.â
a/n: a little fic just bc it's been a hot sec<3 divider!
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he just can't resist you!</3
â° . biting, creampie, hehehe whiny kinich, he is my new obsession, fem!reader, this is very short
quick fic to feed the kinich brainrot and in honor of his release
he's trying so hard to fuck you slowly-- thrusting in a harsh, unsteady rhythm with a bruising grip on your hips as his dick kisses your sweet spot each time he snaps his hips forward after pulling all the way back. kinich prided on keeping himself composed in.. desperate situations-- much like this one. so, he wondered just why it was so hard for him to do exactly that now. was it the way your cunt squeezed so perfectly tight around him? or the sound of your whines of his name that filled the room?
keeping his pace slow, though unsteadily so, he was seconds short of letting go of all of his remaining(yet scarce) self-control and fucking you like a rabid animal. he leaned forward, biting down on various spots on your neck hard enough to leave marks to try and anchor himself. you whined out, hands tangling and tugging in his hair as he continued to bite.
he was absolutely losing his mind, groaning into your skin every time he fully sank into you. staring into his pretty eyes whenever he brought his head up from biting all over you, the sight of him so focused yet unfocused due to how you alone were making him feel only tightened the coiling knot in your stomach. it was when he reached a hand down towards your clit to pinch and roll it between the pads of his slender fingers that you really lost it.
your eyes rolled back and your vision went spotty as your orgasm came over you, a whined cry of his name jumping out of your throat as your arousal made a mess all over his cock.
that made him lose it immediately. his nails dug into the fat of your hips, speeding up his thrusts imperceptibly as hardly coherent and desperate groans of your name slung out of his mouth. your moans only got louder, and you threw your head back against the pillows as your eyes rolled back. "no, no," kinich pleaded, "look at me baby-- please look at me."
his thrusts were rough and needy as he chased his high, overstimulated whines and whimpers leaving your mouth as you held on tight to his shoulders to try and steady yourself. his head hung low, lengthy hair tickling your face as he shamelessly moaned into your ear. his breath was hot on your skin, the sounds of pleasure emanating from his mouth almost enough to make you cum a second time.
he started again with messy kisses and licks all over your neck, moving onto bites as he desperately whimpered into your skin. a few more sharp thrusts and he bit down hard on your shoulder, groaning loud as he came undone. he was cumming hard into you, bruising pace finally slowing as he unsteadily fucked out his high before coming to a full stop-- the both of you panting heavy and trying to catch your breaths.
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đâđđđ đđđđđđđđđđđ
geto, gojo, nanami, choso, tojo, sukuna...
geto is obsessed with experimenting on your tight pussy.
at first it all started when he shoved one of his thick fingers, his eyes widen drunk off lust, mouth hangs slightly open as he takes a shaky breath out, his cock leaking through his pants as he stares at the way your wet pussy suck his finger greedy in, tightly clenching around it. he can feel the hotness of your wet pussy, he felt like his finger was boiling. wet sloppy filthy noises left your cunt as he slam it in-out. his eyes roll back at the sight, immediately cumming in his pants. and he never been the same after that.
it went from two fingers, to four, from fingers to his whole fist being sucked in by your tight pussy as he abuses it. it went as far as him using toys on not only your pussy but also your ass hole. shoving his fat cock inside your pussy, just to also add a pink dildo with his cock while your ass was stuffed with orbs of curses. you can feel them moving around in your ass with each slam of his hips. you can feel the orbs rolling inside of you as you grind against him. and once you feel getos warm cum spilling inside of your womb.
you loss it, eyes crossed as you squirt everywhere and from the first of your orgasm his curse orbs, sloppily pop out of your ass. causing geto to spill his cum again from the sight. but that wasn't enough for geto... he needed more. he craved to see more, he craved to break your sweet little pussy apart, tear it up past your limits.
he wanted to see you taking more than his cock... he needed to see your little pussy struggling to suck in two cocks. maybe three cocks? maybe four... he needed to see all of your holes stuffed with cocks. pussy spread wide open with two fat cocks, as white seeds mixed with your juice drips from your pussy.
while your ass is stuffed with two other cocks, wet sloppy sounds filling the air with each slam of balls hitting your ass cheeks as they fuck inside your little ass hole. your eyes crossed, lips puffy red as you choke on the leaking cocks inside your mouth. cum and your own drool slipping past your abused lips.
this is how you got here. stuffed with non other than getos and his friends cocks. geto and gojo plugging their cocks inside your pussy, nanami and toji filling your little ass all while sukuna and choso hit the back of your throat.
part ll here.
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â âđđ â â đđđđđđđđ. all sukuna needs is someone to take care of his needs after a stressful dayâthat someone being you, his favorite concubine.
tags. true form!sukuna x concubine! female reader. smut, angst towards the end. objectification kinda, size kĂnk, p in v -> unprotected, choking (nearly goes wrong), breeding kink, standing doggy, sukuna has two cawks, reader gets called â(little) slut, dollâ. uhh sukuna has cannibal-ish desires.. idk how to explain it.
âyou,â sukuna barges into the dining hall, not batting an eye to all the other women sitting around. his sharp gaze immediately finds yours in-between the crowd. thatâs when you realise that heâs clearly pissed off at someone or something.
everyone freezes and stops eatingâscurrying to politely greet and bow at the king of curses. you do the same after a second of processing his unexpected presence.
sukuna barks a command before you can part your lips to ask a question, âinto my chambers. now.â
the servants and concubines all look on with wide eyes. they know what that means. some are blushing from embarrassment at sukunaâs bold choice of wordsâothers are silently seething with envy because youâre the centre of his attention again.
all eyes are on you as you get up to follow sukuna. youâre nervous yet also somewhat excited. you were unable to walk straight for a few days the last time sukuna looked and sounded that angry.
but, the embarrassment is certainly also present. especially because everyone knows what the mighty sorcerer and his concubine are going to be up to for the upcoming hours.
âstrip,â sukuna firmly says the second you enter his room. youâre used to his distant, rushed behaviour at this point, so you comply. you undo all robesâleaving you completely bare in front of him.
sukunaâs canine teeth show as he grins at the welcoming sight. he steps towards you, his rough hands coming up to fondle your body. he squeezes and fondles your soft flesh with surprising care, âmhmm. this âs all i needed.â
it isnât long before your small body is caged against the nearest wall. your breasts are squished by the cold concrete, your hands the only thing keeping your balance. your fingernails hurt because of you repeatedly scratching the wall.
âi know yâ can get louder than that,â sukuna hisses and sinks his sharp canines into your shoulder. heâs splitting you open, his thick cock dragging along your velvety walls with a purpose. the king of curses unapologetically draws a bit of blood from your flesh, âtskâmoan like the fuckinâ slut you are.â
and you do as told. your voice gets so loud to the point that itâs embarrassing, but you canât care less. your insides are begging sukuna to continueâto not stop until theyâve turned into mush. until theyâre painted white with loads and loads of thick and slippery cum.
âthaâs it, doll,â sukuna huffs as his tongue licks over the bite mark he left on your shoulder. his eyes flash a dangerous red at the sight. heâs doing all he can to suppress the urge to eat you up.
literally.
heâs got this aching carnal desire to devour you. to consume you like itâs his last meal on earth. sukuna canât stand it, though he tries his best. youâre an interesting human; the reactions you elicit from him are strong. like no one has been able to do so before.
âneed more, my lord,â you beg between interrupted moans. youâre drunk on pleasure, oblivious to the fact that sukuna is fighting off his inner demons. youâre obsessed with the way his hips roughly slam against your ass. your body is on fire, âmoreâmore, fnghhh, more!â
all four of sukunaâs hands tighten around your hips and waist. he squeezes you until you feel his nails painfully dig into your skin. youâre making it so hard for him; acting this needy, begging him to ravage you and claim your cunt, mind and soul.
âlost yâr fuckinâ manners, hm?â sukuna grumbles and slaps your ass as punishment, âbeg properly.â he spreads your asscheeks after that, squishing the plump fat in attempt to withstand his own sick thoughts.
you look delicious. your dripping pussy thatâs wetting both his cocks looks delicious. your body that is much smaller compared to his looks powerless and. . . delicious.
ââm sorryâplease, pleaseee!â you mewl, eyes rolling back into your skull. youâll never get tired of being pounded until youâre unable to think or talk properly. itâs even better with sukuna, his two cocks are enough to keep you stuffed and satisfied for nth amount of time.
your breath hitches as you feel your feet being lifted from the floor. your legs dangle in the air as sukuna readjusts his grasp on your body so he could support you up against the wall. the new angle heâs fucking you in only increases all the pleasure.
youâre not sure if you can even keep up with him at this point. youâre brainlessly allowing him to position your body however he sees fit.
âshittt, yeah,â sukuna nearly salivates at the sight of your small body accepting its fate. youâre either super easy to please, or heâs just good at what heâs doing. no matter which one it isâsukunaâs making sure that youâre not going to be able to walk after heâs done.
he plunges his upper cock in and out of your wet cunt. each thrust is different than the one before, the pace quickening before slowing down again. heâs clearly teasing you and thatâs exactly what drives you crazy.
âmy lordâmmh! so deep,â you hiccup, nearly crying because of how many times sukuna hits that sweet spot deep inside your leaking pussy. your brain has shut down and all you can focus on is his thick cock thatâs making you moan uncontrollably.
sukuna curses under his breath. youâre so desperate and it makes him want to do unspeakable things. he wants to have you all to himself. he doesnât know what that overbearing emotion is and itâs frustrating him to no end.
the king of curses only increases his pace after that. he attempts to decrease the flow of thought inside of his mind by pounding you harder. your entire body is trembling and jolting back and forth in place, every thrust of his is met with a loud moan of yours.
âquit whining ân just take it,â sukuna pants, not paying mind to your jumbled up sentences. thereâs no need for words, his current and only goal is to make your cunt overflow with his cum. if he canât claim you in an inhuman way, heâll resort to mark your insides, so no man even thinks of speaking or touching whatâs his.
you can feel the passion behind sukunaâs thrusts. youâre still not over the fact that heâs using you like a ragdoll to get himself off. but, it also feels insanely good at the same time. you nod and nod, wanting to satisfy each of sukunaâs desires.
âiâll let âem know,â the king of curses groans once he feels you involuntarily squeeze his upper cock. his lower cock slides between your thighs, back and forth, getting its own stimulation. sukuna finishes his sentence with a guttural grunt, âiâll let everyone know yâr mine ând mine only.â
heâs serious about this. his hands squeeze your form and you moan at the act of ownership. by the increase of his harsh thrusts, you can tell that heâs close. close to dumping his hot load into your cunt and breed your womb full of him.
sukuna canât get the image out of his head. you, fully bred, by no one else but him. how youâd walk around the estate with his cum pooling between your legs. the other concubines are going to seethe the second they smell his scent on youâ something they can only dream of.
âtake it â fucking take it,â sukuna gets more aggressive with the second. he yearns for a release, one that will destress him. though the closer he gets to his climax, the more those carnal desires threaten to take over.
you squeal as you feel one of sukunaâs hands wrap around your neck. he squeezes your throat until youâre gasping for air. you donât know whatâs suddenly got into him, but youâre too far gone to care.
you can hear him growling in your ear from behindâhis hips not stopping even as you reach your own orgasm. you curl your fingers around sukunaâs wrist, trying to loosen his grip around your throat before you lose consciousness, âm-mmhhh, canât breathe.â
your sobs echo throughout the chambers. your climax leaves you spasming in sukunaâs grasp, your cunt feels like itâs on fire as it continues being overstimulated.
sukunaâs too far gone as well. you can feel drops of his drool fall on your bare back. his red eyes are wide, looking down at you like youâre his meal for the day. figuratively, you are. though the king of curses has a desire that urges him to take it literally.
âr-ryo, please!â
itâs only then that sukuna snaps back to his usual self. hearing you call him by that nickname you created both calms him down and turns him on. he loosens the grip on your throat and instead presses you harshly against the wall with one final thrust.
he spills all his heavy balls have stored into your cunt. your pussy floods with his potent seed, the sticky fluid easily finding its way into your womb. you whimper at the warm feelingâsukuna always cums so much. literal buckets.
you can feel the same sticky feeling on your thighs, as well as on the wall after his lower cock spurts out ropes of cum too. you feel yourself being lowered to the floor and you lean against the hard surface to catch your breath.
you take a look over your shoulder and see how sukunaâs eyes are partially hidden behind his sweaty bangs. thereâs a dark aura surrounding him, though it slowly disappears the more he calms down.
his hands are still holding your body in place, not ready to let go of you. his upper cock softens up inside of you and youâre unsure of what to do. the silence - except for the heavy breathing - makes you question if you did something wrong.
âsomething the matter, my lord?â you ask between faint gasps. sukuna doesnât answer you and instead lets go of your body, pulling himself out of you right after.
if he keeps himself inside of you, heâll lose it. heâll do something he feels like heâll eventually regret.
âget dressed,â sukuna commands harshly. he doesnât even look at you anymore. he simply pulls the robes over his body again and covers himself. youâre confused, but you do as told either way.
youâre shaking as you fix your undergarments before pulling your kimono over your body again. youâll fix your make up and disheveled hair later. first, you need to figure out why sukunaâs acting so cold.
sure - heâs always been like that, aftercare and affection was never really his forte - but itâs somehow worse today. once youâre done dressing up, you obediently stand in front of sukuna, looking up at him like youâre expecting another command.
this is usually the moment where you can just relax in his chambers until you fall asleep or until youâve calmed down. though, today felt off. youâre uneasy by the tension in the air.
the oblivious look in your eyes nearly makes the king of curses pounce on you. youâre so oblivious to whatâs going on in his mind. the images that flash through his mindâof you underneath him as he claims your flesh and bones.
your soul. your heart.
âget out,â sukuna hisses. he does not need to spend another second with you in his personal space. no good will come out of it anyway. he can smell himself on you and itâs triggering those same urges that he was fighting off just moments ago.
he longs to sink his teeth in every part of your flesh. to eat you whole like itâs his right.
he clenches his fists and moves to sit on the edge of his bed. to you, sukuna looks mad. perhaps a bit confused with how heâs feeling. he still doesnât understand why heâs having such strong feelings towards you.
he yearns to claim ownership over you in more ways than one.
you gulp and know that sukuna is not to be messed with when heâs like this. even if you donât realise why, you simply nod and bow at him before walking out of his chambers. not a word has to be spoken.
you close his doors behind you and yet canât seem to move away. youâre unsure of what that last interaction between you two meant.
the look in sukunaâs eyes contained something so primal. no, feral.
you remember how he choked you until you were on the verge of passing out. how he held you like he wanted to possess your every being. how he squeezed your body between his and the wall, leaving you no space to breathe.
you run your fingers over the mark on your shoulder. you hiss; the bite mark stung. it didnât during the moment because of the adrenaline, but now that the effects of the hormone have worn off, you realise just how deep it was. sukuna normally gives you light and small bites, but this one was different.
everything about that passionate session was unusual, overwhelming and⊠primal.
just what in the world was that?
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How theyâd react to you not kissing/hugging him before leaving for a missionâŠ
Dick acts as though you told him his ass isnât that fat in his spandex suit-
Heâs insulted.
You always, always remember to kiss his cheek before he leaves. His âgood luck, be safe and kick assâ cheek kiss!
Itâs your thing as a couple! Do you want to see him cry because he fucking will! Heâll do it!
Dick will pout, huff and whine loud as possible in hopes that youâd realise your error and rectify it tenfold. He wonât tell you whatâs wrong. No, he wants and expects you to figure it out for yourself, which doesnât get him anywhere when youâre looking at him confused and lost as to what he was whining about; Literally.
His mood will be down for the entirety of the day and youâll no doubt have texts from his teammates and family members asking what was wrong with Dick to look so down.
Youâre just as confused as them seeing as how Dick didnât disclose his innermost thoughts and feelings to you despite being his partner, so you were at a loss on how to help them with something even you werenât privy to knowingâŠitâs probably one of your biggest issues as a couple but thatâs for another time.
Dick will do that pathetic thing where he looks back at you expectantly the closer he gets towards the door, even going so far as to walk extremely slow when he was within reaching distance of the door handle as to buy you enough time to notice before he genuinely had to leave.
When you donât however, Dick acts like a kicked puppy for the rest of the day and will proceed to exaggerate to anyone with ears about how his lover was restricting him of his affection.
On the other hand, If you do manage to remember to give him a good luck kiss, planting an extra one on his other cheek for extra, extra luck. Dick will have a permanent smile on his face that will not go the fuck away, even when heâs beating someoneâs ass, the smile remains glued on his face as though with gorilla glue.
Seeing Dick brutally beat someoneâs ass with a smile was horrifying for anyone to witness but itâs okay bc heâs happy that you remembered to kiss him good luck.
Jason will immediately call you out on your bullshit.
And by that I mean cross his arms over his chest and stare at you saying. âWell?â
And youâre like: âwell what?â
And heâs like: âwhereâs my good luck kiss that you owe me? Roy is waiting on me and here I am waiting on my kiss, so give me my kiss chipmunk.â
Jason doesnât piss about and gets to the meat of the issue at hand. He wants his good luck kisses and he wants them now and he will not leave the apartment until he gets them.
Youâd raise a brow at his not so subtle neediness for your affection and decided to tease him. âI thought you didnât need my good luck kisses remember? Youâre a big boy who can fight with or without my good luck kisses.â
Jason groans, not expecting you to pull that out. âI said that one time. One time and I was being a dick back then too because all you wanted to do was show me that you cared about me and didnât want me to get hurt.â
You smiled and got up from the couch and walked over to him, resting your hands on his biceps. âSo now that you admit that you were a dick and the way that you acted was wrongâŠâ you trailed off as you pressed a kiss to his lips once, twice, three times because you loved to kiss Jason whenever possible and will try to plant as many kisses as you could.
âThanks chipmunk.â Jason murmurs against your lips, feeling everything has gone back to being right again. âNow I better be off or Roy will tease me for lingering too long-â
âToo late.â Roy said from the doorway and Jason closed his eyes and silently curse while you smiled and waved at Roy. âHi Roy!â You said. âHi y/n, mind letting Jason come out to play?â Roy joked. You played along by making a thoughtful face as Jason mutters under his breath; âare you being serious right now?â
You snapped your fingers. âAs long as you make sure Jason doesnât get into trouble then yes, he may go out and play.â
âI hate you both.â Jason groaned as he walked past you and playfully shoved Roy aside to leave the apartment. Roy then cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted after him. âAre you sure you donât want your goodbye kisses?â You and Roy laugh together upon hearing Jason cursing him out from a distance.
Damian acts indifferent about it.
He doesnât need a good luck hug, hell! he doesnât need luck at all!
Heâs skilled enough to win any fight without relying on something silly as Luck. Luck was just probability under a different name and definition. (A/n: Donât quote me on that.)
So when you forget to give him a hug before a mission, Damian doesnât think anything of it but it will linger in his mind unnecessarily much to his annoyance.
Why was he so hung up on not getting something a silly as a hug? Or was he instead more upset over the fact that you, his closest friend/partner, completely forgot about it as though it wasnât anything worth remembering.
Either way he was conflicted and didnât know how to go about saying any of this to you without getting frustrated over his apparent loss for words. He was a man of action more then anything so when he finally catches up to you, he will stride towards you and stop just a couple of inches and silently stare at you with his resting bitch face.
âDamian?â You asked. âAre you okay?â
Damian doesnât say anything because he couldnât think of anything to say in that moment and instead stays silent as to save himself from further embarrassment.
âDamian?â You asked again, getting worried over his unusual silence. âI canât help you if you donât tell me-â before you could finish your sentence, Damian had lunged towards you and brought you into a very tight hug. You smile softly and gladly hugged Damian back, not saying a single word other then;
âYou donât need me to say it but Iâll reaffirm it anyway, youâll do great out there Dami. I know you will.â
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Thinking about Rafe hitting that one spot deep inside your pussy, over, and over, and over again. Hes got you bent in half, pressing your knees into your chest as he fucks into you, your moans - cries, really - echoing through the room, louder than the low, sensual music that you had playing over your speaker to help you âstudyâ.
You had college midterms soon. You tried cramming information from every class into your brain at any point in your day. You didnât plan to ignore rafe - though he didnât believe you when you said it - but you needed to pass, youâre fourth generation when it comes to this college and youâd be damned if you were the one to fuck up that legacy.
You knew how rafe got when he was upset: heâd speed on his way home unannounced, driving quickly yet carefully so he could take his frustration out on his pretty ass girlfriend, even if you were pushing him away. Heâd push open the door to your bedroom, not letting you get a word in as he pulls you from your desks and presses his lips against yours.
âNeed you,â he mumbled against your lips, lifting you up and holding you by the fat of your ass.
You give in almost immediately, wrapping your arms around his neck.
An hour break never hurt anyone.
He throws you onto the bed, leaving a trail of kisses down your neck. He has you on your back as he lifts your shirt up and over your head, a mental reminder that you dont wear bras when youre home alone, throwing it on the floor. âYou can spare,â he kisses down your neck, â10 fucking minutes,â bites across your shoulder, âto give me some damn attention,â he huffed.
He bites your nipple, pinching the other one, while he pulls off your shorts and panties.
âRafe, i wasnt ignoring you-â your voice cut off as he wraps a hand around your neck.
âMmm, dont lie to me, princess. Already pissed off - you sure you wanna add onto that?â he spits, leaving hickies down your stomach. âYou havent given me a moment to be with you for an entire week.â
He lets your neck go, both hands now holding your thighs open as he licks at your slit, his movements harsher than normal but still so fucking good.
âWas just tryna..- fuck study frâmy exams next week!â
â âsâa shitty excuse,â he grumbles before going back to sucking on your clit.
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