#e-dom

[esoterictboy]

would be cool if slutty bottoms were in my asks talking about how dumb they’d go for my cock while they touch themselves and try not to make typos. cumming to the thought of me answering while i jack off, gifting me stories like they’re cum tributes.

[givemefevrr]

Fuck Me Like I'm Famous (NSFW)

Pairings: dom!Jay x fem!reader

Warnings: Breeding kink, possessiveness, public sex, Jay is in a band, creampies, fishnet stockings, mirror sex, rough sex, hand kink, pet names (baby, pretty girl, doll, etc.), praise kink (kind of), degrading kink (kind of), dollification, etc...

Jay's pulse raced with adrenaline as he played the final bars of his guitar solo, the crowd roaring. He glanced over to the side of the stage, catching a glimpse of you, his girlfriend. He couldn't help but notice every detail about you—the way your little black dress hugged your curves in all the right places, the fishnet stockings that accentuated your legs, and those contrastingly innocent, cute white lace socks poking out of your Mary Janes shoes. You were a sight he couldn't tear his eyes away from. Your eyes met his, and a soft, proud smile formed on your lips as you watched him perform.

As the first set came to an end, Jay thanked the fans for all the cheers and support. He glanced back over to you, but this type you watched his adam’s apple bob with a gulp, his eyes making slow movement down your body before the crowd’s noise returned his focus to the stage.

He prepared for the next set, picking up his guitar again, the first chords of the next song echoing through the venue. Yet, despite the ocean of fan’s in front of him, Jay's eyes couldn't help but flicker back to you, standing there in your little black dress.

Throughout the entire second set, his gaze kept returning to you like a magnet. The way you leaned against the side of the stage, focused solely on him. With each glance, Jay's control threatened to unravel. The veins on his hands and arms popped out as his grip on his guitar tightened, each note he played serving as a desperate attempt to hold back the hunger consuming him.

And soon, your eyes wandered to his fingers that expertly worked over the strings of his guitar. God, the things you’d love for those fingers to do–

But before you could finish your many fantasies, the second set and the third set had already come to an end. Wow, had you really been staring at Jay’s hands for that long?

Jay’s voice is what ripped you from your thoughts, his “stage voice” what you liked to call it, booming over the speakers, energetic and bright.

“Johnson City, what do you think of the concert so far?” Jay asked, taking his microphone from its stand and pointing it towards the crowd, receiving a series of loud, collective cheers and whistles. Jay chuckled slightly at the response, smirking.

He allows himself to bask in the cheers momentarily before glancing back at you for what feels like the hundredth time tonight. “Alright, well get ready for this next set–it’ll start in a little bit. See you soon, Johnson City!” Jay waves before speeding backstage for intermission.

The loudness of the crowd echoed in his ears as he reached you, taking your hand in his, guiding you close to his body as you walked with him. "You look incredible," he murmured, his voice barely audible over the din of the concert.

You leaned in closer, the scent of your perfume mingling with the sweat and energy of the stage. "And you, Mr. Rockstar, were amazing up there," you replied, your eyes filled with admiration.

“Yeah?” He smirked down at you, contrasting the dark gaze in his eyes as he backed into his dressing room, pulling you inside and pressing you against the now closed door, locking it. “I’ve been thinking about you since the first set,” he tilts your chin up with his fingers, his other hand tracing the contours of your body, coaxing a giggle out of you before planting a kiss onto your lips.

“Here? Really?” you scold, pushing his chest gently, finding the man amusing. “Can’t survive a couple hours without sex, huh?”

But he didn’t let you move, grabbing your hips roughly, pinning you against the door. “I can’t survive a couple hours without sex? You were practically drooling over my fingers the whole time I was on stage,” he retorted with a hint of arrogance, his knee nudging between your thighs.

You gasp, both surprised at the sensation and the fact that he noticed your staring. “You have to be on stage again in like ten minutes, Jay,” you try to deflect.

“That’s why we’ll be quick, hm?” he cooed seductively before lifting you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you further into the dressing room.

Placing you on top of one of the make up desks, the cool surface of the mirror with its ring of bulbous lights pressed against your back, he immediately leaves hungry kisses in your mouth.

You responded eagerly, arching into the touch of his rough fingertips that traced up your thighs, teasing your fishnets with a playful tug before letting the material snap back against your skin. A moan escaped your lips into the kiss, your hands instinctively reaching to tangle in his hair, but Jay stopped you with a condescending smirk.

“Ah, not the hair, baby. My stylists will get pissed, and I have to be on stage soon, remember?” he reminded you with a slow, teasing tone, his lips trailing down to your neck as his hands moved further up your thighs under your tiny black dress.

He growled softly as he discovered the absence of any undergarments except for the fishnets. “You really planned this out, didn’t you?” he murmured appreciatively, his voice rough.

You smile mischievously, your hands sliding down his body to palm at his clothed dick. “Maybe I did,” you teased.

And Jay lost it–quickly making work of your shoes and little black dress, unhooking the black bralette you wore under, leaving on the fishnet stockings and lacey white socks. “Shit, you look so dolled up like this,” he groaned, his hands cupping your tits, his thumbs teasing your sensitive nipples as he leaned in for another heated kiss.

Grasping your hips again, he pulled you to the edge of the desk, pressing your bare heat against the front of his black jeans, grinding against you, teasingly.

“J-Jay, stop, you’re–– you’re going to get your pants all messy!” you whimpered, concerned for his stage outfit, though your hips still rolled against his.

“Even better,” he rasps onto your mouth before slowing to a stop. “Turn around.”

But before you could move on your own, he deftly maneuvered you so that your stomach was pressed over the surface of the table. Jay’s hands roamed over your exposed back, tracing the curve of your spine with a possessive touch. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, the anticipation building with each passing second.

His hands moved lower, sliding down your hips, his fingertips teasing along your inner thighs, so, so close to where you craved his touch the most. You arched your back, a silent plea for more.

“So wet already,” he murmured, his voice a low coo. “Want me that bad already?”

You bit your lip, unable to contain the moan that escaped as his fingers found their target, tracing the outline of your arousal through the thin fabric of the fishnet stockings. He teased you mercilessly, eliciting desperate whimpers and gasps from you as he circled and stroked. You heard the unzip of his jeans before he suddenly ripped a hole in your stockings.

“Jay,” you whimpered, your voice a breathless plea for more, your body craving his touch, oh so much.

And so Jay wasted no time, his length plunging into your slick heat. The stretch and the suddenness of his entry was a bit painful, but it was so addicting. A moan tore from your lips as he bottomed out, your walls clenching around him instinctively, welcoming him in as if he belonged there, as if you were made to fit him perfectly.

Jay let out a low, guttural groan of satisfactions, the sound reverberating through the room as he began to move, setting a relentless pace that had you whimpering and whining, his hands gripping your sides with a strength that promised bruises.

“You’re so loud, doll,” Jay scoffed, his voice dripping with lust as he leaned in close, his lips brushing against your ear. “Bet you wish the fans could hear how good I’m fucking you right now.”

You struggled to babble a response back, nodding frantically in compensation for your lack of coherence.

Jay’s grip on you tightened, his thrusts becoming even more fervent as he chased his own release. “Well too fucking bad,” he breathed, his voice possessive. “You’re mine. All mine.”

He leaned down, pressing open mouthed kisses onto your back and shoulders, marking you up as he drilled into you. “All mine,” he repeated again like a mantra, each word punctuated by a thrust that left you gasping for air.

Your mind was consumed with nothing but him, his touch, his scent, him filling every corner of your being. It was as if the world outside the dressing room ceased to exist, as if you two were the only ones in the venue, and the fans weren’t screaming just outside.

He leaned back slightly, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he angled his thrusts, hitting that spot inside you that made you drool, so cock dumb that you could barely keep your head up, your vision hazy.

“Look at yourself, baby,” Jay commanded suddenly, gently tilting your head up, urging you to look at yourself in the mirror in front of you. But embarrassment made you close your eyes, hiding from your own gaze.

“Open your eyes,” he commanded again, his grip firm yet gentle as he guided your face to meet your reflection. “That’s it,” he praised, his voice a whisper against your ear as you finally obeyed, meeting your own gaze in the mirror, the glass fogging up with your pants and whines.

“There she is—my pretty girl,” Jay murmured, his eyes meeting yours in the reflection, dark with pure lust as he continued, his movements growing more urgent with each passing second. “Do you see how beautiful you look? How good you take me?"

As your eyes locked with his in the mirror, you could only whimper in response, unable to form coherent words, your body clenching tightly around Jay’s cock, feeling the familiar heat in your tummy build up.

You met him thrust for thrust, rocking backwards onto his cock, the tension coiling tighter and tighter within you until it finally snapped, pleasure crashing over you in a wave of ecstasy. "S-so good," you managed to gasp out, your body trembling as your walls clenched around his cock tightly in your release.

“You’re so fucking perfect like this,” Jay groaned, his movements becoming sloppier as your orgasm washed over you. “It’s like you’re made for it. Made for me to breed you, fill you up.”

“Mph– please!” you beg, your head spacey, your body still buzzing.

“Hm? Want that? Want me to give you a baby–make you a mommy?”Jay's voice was a deep rumble, his hips rocking against yours as he spoke, teasing you. You nodded eagerly, babbling incoherently, your voice filled with need as you feel his hips stuttering as he emptied himself inside you.

In the aftershocks, you collapsed against the table, Jay still holding you close, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he kissed your temple tenderly, rubbing your tummy, still shallowly pumping his cock in you. The dressing room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, and soon one of Jay’s bandmates were banging on the door.

“Jay, you were supposed to be out five minutes ago, stop fucking and get out on stage!”

Jay grunted in response as he reluctantly pulled out of you, his cum dripping from your used cunt. With a final lingering kiss on your spine, he reluctantly straightened up, his cock still glistening as he hastily adjusted his clothing.

[oceano-de-letras]

Te tengo bloqueado para que no regreses, te tengo bloqueado para cuidar mis intereses.

(Yo).

Arrow.

[thelvadams]

GEARS OF WAR: E-DAY • The Coalition

[diordildo]

[suwyu]

Hiii doing sessions and might stream 💛

[2000sbigbr0]

You know how when you hit ur siblings a bit too hard and they immediately run off to tell your parents so you have to beg them not to say anything?

Yeah that, but Instead of hitting you, I accidentally came in your unprotected cunt.

[acourtofthought]

I just think both Azriel and Lucien are the kind who would be willing to beg on their knees for a taste but the difference is Elain wouldn't want a guy to beg whereas Gwyn would tell him he can stay down there a bit longer like the good boy he is.

Elain wants a Dom and Gwyn is a Dom.

Lucien seems like the kind of guy who while wanting to be respectful still secretly wants the go ahead to finally let go of his control and Az seems like the kind of guy who wants to be under someone's control.

[curvykittyyssmutfics]

Somno ft. Choso

Choso's exhausted from the past few shitty weeks. The only peace he's ever found in his fucked up life was when he comes home to you. So he's distraught when arriving to the house and you're not there. Groaning at your absence, your depleted ass man drags himself to the bedroom. Thoughtlessly tugs off his clothes and slips into bed. Choso's just about unconscious soon as his head hits your white fluffy pillow, your pretty face flashing in his head as he drifts. His mind swirls with visions of the love he has for you, only innocent at first. So your boyfriend's none the wiser when you finally get home, completely basking in his wet dream. You're just not expecting to find a sleeping Choso naked and hard ontop your pretty pastel blankets. The tip of his cock is flushed and angry; his fat, full balls drawn up taut. Small whines bubble out his throat, hips twitchin with small thrusts. Fuck, he looks so sexy.. Absolutely begging to be fucked and no way in hell were you gonna even attempt to resist. Your pussy already flutters at the thought. It's comical how swift you sling off your clothes and climb on top of Choso. Gripping him at the base so you can grind on the sensitive head of his dick. "Ohhh fuuuuck, Choso. Ready for this pussy, Daddy?" You ask him lowly. He gives a sharp intake of breath at the feeling, eyes shifting under his lids but remains asleep. Cute face pinching up when you just barely dip the tip in and out of your tiny hole teasingly. "Hahhhnn.. Mmmm.. Ahh.." "You like that don't you? Such a naughty Daddy.. Probably dreaming of fuckin me huh?" Choso's fingers twitch when you pull off his cock again, your sticky juices drippin down his shaft. The prettiest blush spreads across his cheeks when you grip him firm and tap his slippery dick head at your clit. "Ye-ees, that feels so fuckin good.. Ohhhh, God.. Don't even gotta do anything. Just lemme play with your pretty dick." Your moans raise in volume as you toy with Choso. Humping at him swiftly, dragging your throbbing nub up and down his rigid length. Your thick thighs start to burn at the motions but that's the last thing you're worried bout. "Choso- ahhh.. Love how you feel against me.. Ohhhh! That's it.. Gettin close! Know you wanna feel it.." You lift up, point him at your opening and slide down his girth. The stretch is so fuckin delicious, lil puss almost vibrating as you toss you're head back. "DADDYYY!" Palms flat on his sculpted chest, using your knees to bounce on his twitchy cock. "Whaaat the fuuuuck?" Choso wakes abruptly, tired eyes wide when they focus on you slamming your fluttering cunt on him over and over. Large palms shooting out to anchor himself at your waist. "Y/nnn.. Y/n slow down please. I don't- ahhhhh! Fuh-ck baby.. Wait- wait! J-just gimme a second." You speed up, fuckin his cock rapidly, afraid he's gonna make you stop. The panic on your beautiful face makes warmth lick up his spine, has to shut his eyes not to cum. "No, Choso please! Need this.. Need you! Cant stop. Dicks too good Daddy!" Your pussy walls tremor around him when his cock spasms at your words. Leaning forward onto your hands more to make sure you clit drags against his solid frame, drizzling your arousal all over Choso's lower half. "Nonono! Ohfuck.. Gotta stop! Please, baby, pleeease! Gonna nut if you don't, y/n." He squeezes at your hips trying to keep you still and your dread doubles. But you'll be damned if he takes your orgasm from you. One dainty hand slidin up to grip his throat as your press swift swipes on your clit with the other. Moaning like a whore as the band finally snaps in your core. "Ahh! Thank you, Chosooo! Cummin so good- oh, ohhh! Ohfuck!" The firm squeeze at his neck surprises Choso on being the last straw. Dark eyes rolling back, cum fillin you up as his hips buck into yours reflexively. Bottom lip stuck between his teeth, deep growl gurgling out as your lil puss forcibly milks his nut. "Daaamn it! Oooh shi- ahhahnn.. Gonna- ahhhfuck! G-gonna.. Get you back for this, babygirl." Choso warns you breathlessly.

[oceano-de-letras]

No puedo pretender que lo nuestro nunca existió, y borrar nuestra historia con la punta del dedo, como si fuera un niño pequeño; hay muchas cosas que podría hacer para trabajar el daño hecho, y por lo pronto elijo soltar todo lo que siento, para que no me consuma por dentro y llamarlo "es que aún no te supero".

Arrow.

[fire-lizard-ro]

Puppyboy Gepard

Might delete this later, but we'll see.

Can I just say that I love the idea of puppyboy HSR characters???

Like for some of them it's obvious- Like Gepard. He gives off big golden retriever energy. Very big but very soft boy. Probably so so so happy to see you every time you come around. Can see the way he straightens out and the way his eyes light up. You could practically see a cute tail wagging behind him. Keeps himself contained in public but the second you have time together in private he's probably all over you. Loves loves loves physical contact. Snuggling together and being caressed- Loves the feeling of your hands running through his hair.

If he ever somehow has a day off and you don't, he stares at the door longingly all day until you come home.

Just overall the bestest, cutest boy.

NSFW:

Now on the flip side of this...

Thinking about how he's used to taking orders so surely he'd be a good puppy for you??? Praising him for being a good boy probably has him hard and leaking already on top of being collared and made to sit pretty like a good boy. Good boys deserve treats, right? Probably is a giver and likes to nuzzle up to your leg while looking up at you, pleading with those puppy eyes to let him have a treat. A treat that's leaking between your legs. Would sloppily mouth at your sex with such a hungry look on his face.

If you are a dick haver, he likes to give little licks and kisses to the tip before suckling on it until you grab his hair and slowly slide yourself into his hot mouth. It's not his fault he likes lapping up the precum that dribbles out of your tip when you look down at him on his knees for you. :(( Once he has you in his mouth, he'll go to town with no prompting. Likes the weight and taste of you on his tongue and the way your tip opens up his throat when he takes you down to the base, nose pressed to your navel. Likes the way your precum drips onto his tongue and slides down his throat like a salty treat just for him. Definitely looks good while choking on your cock, tears beading at his lash line. Just wants to please you. :(( (Please let him hump your leg or something while he does it he just needs to cum so bad, man-)

If you are a pussy haver, he likes to nuzzle between your legs to open them up while prodding your clit with his nose before tilting his head to leave a kiss on it. His wet tongue would slide out to give a soft, testing lick before dipping lower to taste the slick leaking from you. Licks his tongue deep inside to get more because he just loves the taste of your arousal. Whines into you when you start pulling him by the hair to shove his face deeper between your legs. Hurts but poor baby also likes the way you control him. :(( Makes a mess on his face and your thighs with the combination of his drool and your wetness dripping down his chin. Sucks on your clit like it's candy. And when it makes you wetter, he'll slide his tongue down to lick out your slick like a hard-won treat. (Also same goes here let the poor horny puppy grind on your leg he's been so good for you right? Right??? :(( )

P.S. Regardless if you are a cock haver or pussy haver I think it'd be great to have a pretty little gold colored plug in him. Whether it's a tail plug because this is pet play or a heart shaped plug because he's an actual dog boy is up to you.

Anyways I could ramble about subby puppyboy Gepard for so long. We'll see if I delete this or nah and if I decide to write more about it.

[gundamfight]

[suwyu]

Does this make you feel something faggot?

[steddieunderdogfics]

why don't you use it; try not to bruise it by bittersweetfool

@arkenstoned

Rating: Explicit

12,061 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Eddie Munson, Omega Steve Harrington, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Knotting, Dirty Talk, Spit Kink, Vaginal Fingering, Squirting, misappropriating yoga for sexy purposes, Tattoo Artist Eddie Munson, oh theres some eddie/omc in here, it's brief but explicit, Light Dom/sub, Top Eddie Munson, Bottom Steve Harrington, the vaguest suggestion of pregnancy kink, like a sentence, Roommates

Summary:

“Oh,” Eddie says, voice strained and pitched an octave higher than it’s meant to be. “You’re not normally home.” Astute observation. Steve looks over at Eddie from over his shoulder, not moving from his position on the mat. “Oh hey! Yeah, the gym's closed for refurbs for the next month. Figured I could just do some workouts from home,” Steve says, easy as anything, barely any strain in his voice. As if he isn’t in their living room, legs spread and ass in the air. As if he hasn’t sent the blood meant for Eddie's brain rushing to his poor dick, leaving him entirely unable to think about anything other than what’s under those shorts. Wondering if his cunt is as pink as his lips, what it might smell like, might taste like— Steve straightens up, levels a concerned look at Eddie. Because he hasn’t said anything for a solid thirty seconds, has he? All of a sudden he’s glad he remembered to put blockers on this morning, or else the room would reek of horny alpha, and then Steve would know exactly what has him so distracted. “That’s not gonna be a problem or anything, is it?” and, fuck, he sounds a little unsure, which is the last thing Eddie wants. Yes. Yes it’s a fucking problem.

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[hotstreak2k3]

How every Gears fans feel after seeing yesterday’s reveal Trailer. ❤️‍🩹

[curvykittyyssmutfics]

pussydrunk!Yuuji knew you had somethin special between your legs, even before you gave him a sample: He flirts with you endlessly, showing his interest in you any time he gets a chance. 'Fuck, y/n, have mercy...' Yuuji thinks when he finds you on your lavender loveseat beautiful brown legs spread, intently reading the magazine you're holdin up to your nose. The shape of your pussy in your tiny panties makes his mouth water; his dick rising so fast he gets a bit dizzy. "Hey, I'm so fuckin tired. Hope your day was better than mine, pretty baby.. Was it?" Yuuji asks sweetly. Your nose still pinches at the pet name "'S fine, I guess. Whooped the fuck outta Panda today." You answer without takin your eyes from the gossip you're currently consuming. "Scuse me, I was talkin to her. How rude!" You look down to see him starin between your thighs, leanin to plant wet kisses against your clothed clit lovingly. "So fuckin nasty.." You whisper, spreading to make room as Yuuji removes your underwear.

pussydrunk!Yuuji died and went to heaven the first time you let him hit: He's naked on top of you, eyes shut tight huffin hard as fuck in your face. "Ooh shit, girl! Tight as hell.. Ahhhh fuh- hold up.. Gonna cum, y/n. Pussy's too wet round my shit. Stay still for a second." Oh hell naw! Can't believe your ears right now. You didn't get all dolled up for nothing. Makeup perfectly matching your glittery sapphire one piece lingerie. "Yuuji, you just slid in.. Aint even start strokin yet." Tone heavy with annoyance, but he can barely hear you. Blood rushin in his ears; black dots his vision. Then Yuuji's filling you up half a second later; lickin and suckin on your neck as he presses in deep as he can. "Fuckfuckfuck! Please don't hate me, y/nnn.. Ah shit! Can't stooop.." He's crushing you under his weight, poor baby so incoherent. Doesn't even realize how he pathetically chants 'pussy's too good' as you land a smack on the back of his head.

pussydrunk!Yuuji feels like the world's ending when you don't let him fuck for a while after the first time: You're sitting with your back against your pillows in bed scrolling through the gram when he bursts in the room, briefly attempting to pry your knees apart. "Baby, come oooon. Need it so bad. Why are you torturing me like this?" Yuuji's been such a whiny brat about it. You want it too but he needs a fuckin lesson. "Boy.. First off, not ya baby. We ain't datin. Two, you came too fast, and waaay too fuckin much. Do you even know how much nut you spilled in my shit by the time you finished?" You fix him with a steely glare for good measure but his goofy ass only hits you with a perplexed "Ummm. A lot?" You scoff, rolling your eyes before looking back to your phone. "Baaaaaaby!" "Not cha baby.."

pussydrunk!Yuuji that starts bargaining after a few weeks, ready to gamble with his life if that means fuckin you asap: "Playin with my emotions, y/n. Just tell me what I need to do already. Do anything, name it. Just tell me what you want and it yours." He's got you pinned to a wall at the school, hands on either side of your head, dick tenting in his uniform. "No, Yuuji. Don't think you learned your lesson yet." "I did, baby! I'm sorry. So so sorry for filling your pretty lil pussy up without permission." You look into his shiny eyes, feeling a bit guilty at your teasing. His handsome features looking so devastated as he hangs his head, stuffing his face into your throat. Fuck, his submission has you so damn wet; panties sticking to your plump pussy lips. How much longer can you keep this up? "Hmmm.. Come over tonight?" Yuuji's like a kid in a candy store, head poppin up as he grins at you widely. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, baby." His kisses smother you as he whispers his appreciation against you lips. You laugh, pushing him back to retain your tough act. Even though all you want is to be impaled on his cock again. "Whatever, Itadori. Just dont be late. Oh and one more thing: Not your baby." Your tell him in a sing song voice, walking away with a little extra sway in your hips. "We'll see bout that.." Yuuji says to himself, squeezing his dick as he stares at the jiggle of your backside.

pussydrunk!Yuuji who refused to take any chances now that he's finally got another shot. He makes sure to jerk off before he comes over, hoping to God that helps with feeling of your compact pussy. When he gets there, he starts off with your pleasure; has you cum on his hand and tongue first. Yuuji quickly finds out nuttin before was a good idea. Especially from how his dick keeps jolting at the feel of you round his fingers, the delicious fuckin taste of you drippin down into his mouth. You're beggin for a break by the time Yuuji puts you on your side. "Pleeease baby, c-can't yet. Need a few mintues." Voice low, already a bit hoarse from screaming his name for the past half hour. "Aw.. I'm ya baby now? That right?" He coos, chuckling at how you nod but try scootin up to escape him swipin his dick up and down you drenched slit. He pulls you back by your hips, his fingers itchin to grip your y/h/c locks and hold you in place. "Naw, where you goin? Said I could finally get in this cute lil pussy tonight." "Can, just need to catch my- YUUJI!" Your not sure if you ever hollered so fuckin loud in your life, your soul descending straight to the depths of hell when he skewers you on his thick dick. "Hold up, baby. Pleeease! Dont gotta stop. Just n-need a quick break." "Mm mm, y/n. Can't do that." One arm slidin underneath you to wrap around and hold your tummy; the other under your knee to lift up your leg. Yuuji's thrusts are slow and shallow, just testing the waters of your perfect cunt, hoping to keep some kinda composure. "Oh. My. GOD. Got my dick trapped, baby. Lemme go so I can fuck you." Pulls your trembling frame closer against his body, kissing your shoulder, sliding in so much fuckin deeper. "Wait, Yuuji, wait!" You never receive any reprieve though. He only kisses your shoulder a second time, grippin at your tummy fat as he speeds up. "Wish I could. Mmmfuck.. Waited too long already." Eyes rollin back when he smashes his pelvis against your juicy ass over and over. "Cant think, cant eat or fuckin sleep without this pussy, y/n/n." Yuuji lifts your leg higher, opening you wider as his dick jams in to the base. Your pussy's drooling all over his balls, tits bouncing wildly and its getting really fuckin hard to take. "Y/nnn! Holy fuckin shit- gonna be mad at me when I creampie you again? Dont be, princess. Know I can't help myself." You're unable to do little more than wordlessly keen in response, poor cunt rapidly fluttering as his curved girth jams your g spot. Shit, no one's ever fucked you so thoroughly. You've never felt like this; can't even take a breath as he nails the tender spot with too much accuracy. "Yuujiiiiii!" You're squealing and squirting all over his cock, makin a mess of him without permission- just like he did a few weeks ago. Except, Yuuji fuckin loves it, is instantly obsessed with the sight and sensation. His eyes cross, saliva running down his chin as his body spasms and he nuts in you with everything he's got. "Oh fuck, y/n. This pussy mine! Baby, say it. Say it's mine, tell me you belong to me." It's the first time he's given you any typa command but you submit like you've been doin it all your life. "Yooours, Yuji. Forever yours!"