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Thoughts on the discourse behind jurix/juripearl?
Honestly, I didnât have a clue till a couple days ago.
I remember getting an Anon Ask about this creator before (similar to this question), but I left it unanswered because 1). I didnât know anything about the situation, so I wasnât about to start spreading false information on something I knew nothing about. 2). Iâm on this app to write fanfiction, read fanfiction, and look at beautiful fanart. Not discourse.
However.
I decided to look into it, because of this ask. So without starting any fights over who supports that blog/who doesnât, this is my view on it; theyâre homophobic.
If they wanted to ship Levi Ackerman with female characters (i.e. Petra, Fem!Hange, female OCs, or self ship) thatâs totally cool. Great! Good for you! I love me some good Fem!Hange x Levi fanart. But if thatâs what they want to see/read/write/draw, then they should just do that.
Instead of bashing the LGBTQ+ community for shipping Erwin x Levi or literally any other male or non-binary characters with him.
I read through their page a little, and no I donât know everything cause some posts have been taken down so I never saw them. But what I have seen is, in fact, homophobic. And I do not support that behavior.
If that creator doesnât ship Levi with anyone other than females, thatâs cool. Just look at the straight ships then. You donât need to bash others because you prefer straight relationships.
While searching their page, (One of them apparently, I didnât know they had more than one acc. I havenât seen the other one yet) I saw a lot of things they contradicted themselves on just to justify their self proclaimed cannons for Levi and just to justify their homophobia. Iâm sorry but their âfactsâ are wrong. And sometimes weird?? Help me??
But the facts are; We donât know his sexual orientation. Supposedly heâd never been with someone.
Thus, this leaves the fandom to see it how we want to. Itâs literally a fandom, weâre allowed to ship him with whomever we want or no one at all! Or even self ship! Itâs all valid and okay and absolutely beautiful!!!
Bottom line here is; I donât do discourse. I donât do drama. But Iâll take a stand when homophobia like this is being spread around, cause I canât stand that shit. It shouldnât have a platform in which to stand. Ever. Iâll happily dismantle any stage that gets built to preach this bullshit.
Lynn out âïž
#iâm a huge eruie fan#but i can easily see him being shipped with fem!hange#or masc!hange#because letâs be honest masc!hange makes me DROOL#fem!hange makes me drool#nb! hange makes me drool#just#hange = drool#leave my poor heichou baby alone#tw; homophobia#tw; discourse
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⧠âșËł cw. fem! reader, unprotected, size difference, ab riding, dirty talk, squĂrting, praise, petnames, mdni.
gym rat bf! toji whoâs just so fucking big.
you canât help but openly gawk at him whenever heâs doing his hourly reps and sets. heâs fit, and youâd just do nothing but watch the veins prod within his beefy toned arms all day if you could. âyâer daydreaminâ again,â heâd gruff, watching as you writhe around his heavy length thatâs currently nestled between and inside your sapping folds. you were moaning under your breath, desperately trying to get over your most recent orgasm that left your toes curl in. âwonder whatâs goinâ on in that pretty mind,â toji murmurs, lying flat back against his weight bench. heâs got nothing on but a sweat drenched tank and black loose shortsâshorts that would always show off the outline of his his raging bonerâshorts that were lazily tugged way down the hem of his waist all thanks you. âfuuuckk,â he hisses, feeling you abruptly sit up with his cock loudly exiting out of you. with a squelching âpopâ, the noise of your cunt rings throughout the thin walls of his gym and he phews. âwhatâs . . with that look, baby?â
âi wanna try riding these,â youâd breathe through soft breaths, creating a slow trail down his chest with your finger. a bit of sable-dark chest hair sticks against his skin, his pecs specifically. god, he was just mesmerizing to look at. heâs laid underneath you, manspread as your eyes continue to rove further down his perfectly carvened body. streams of perspiring sweat race down his hewed sculptured v-line before you stop at his curly happy trail. âwanna ride your abs, toji.â
with a sly grin, he swipes a thumb over his scarred glossed lips. âdo ya now?â and you could almost see the smugness swell up in his chest. tojiâs shaggy bangs fully block his vision as he gets a good look at you, making two bandaged hands glued to your waist. âweird girl,â he snickers, and you moan once his emerald eyes flicker towards your drooling wet cunt. âhn. but go âhead then. knock yâerself out,â he tilts his head back, crossing his arms cockily. âmake me proud.â
slowly, you move yourself closer toward the middle part of his body and you moan almost right away. itâs a pretty sound that heâd never get tired of hearing. tojiâs perfectly muscle-bound, such swole arms and even more swole calvesâso thick, your skin practically sticks against his the longer you spent on his chest.
the second your bare cunt leisurely slides against his abs, you feel a cold shudder creep down your spine.
âf- fuck,â you whimper through gritted teeth, glancing at his face to see him combing a few cramped fingers through his hair. tojiâs broad frame underneath you grew idle and stillâand he canât help but snake a big callused hand around your waist, stroking a few weak pumps at his now soft cock that was inside you just milliseconds ago. âtoji, your abs feel so good.â
âthey better be,â he rasps as one of his forearms pulls away, stretching outward to grab onto the handle bar thatâs directly above the two of you.
multiple veins of his bulge through every part of his arms and you felt yourself throbbing just at the sight. heâs so big, and you only craved more by the second. toji grunts, feeling the coolly air waft against his reddened neglected tip as you continue to thrust forward - sloppily, but forward.
your hips were pathetically slow, barely even making haste as you dragged against each flat sleek ab. you were rickety, cutely making a feeble swivel with your waist despite how your knees were on the verge of bucking. toji continues to watch you, studying your lewd facial expressions and all. he noticed how your breathing continued to change, your eyelids would grow heavy, drooping lower and lower as and your mouth hangs itself openâgasp after gasp leaving your spot-slicked lips. tossing his head back, you glance how his adam apple bobâs, and heâs giving your ass a tight squeeze. âyeah, thatâs it. ride âem good, princess,â and his voice pitches a deep husky low once your cunt squelches right up against tightening midsection. âmhm, use those hips. fuck me good, baby.â
as shallow breaths continue to ruthlessly snatch away from your full lungs, you resume to rock back and forth against himâhis sharpened pectorals now being lewdly slathered from top to bottom with your syrupy juices. âhngh, âs ripped,â youâd moan out, feeling your tummy heave and curl inward within every few jerk of your deranged hips. you bit the bottom of your lip, pulling skin back whilst his abs continue tighten even more right underneath you. his six packâs now entirely wet, shining with nothing but your own candied slick and he grunts. toji hears the greedy squelches of your pussy but he only imagined what it looked like down there. as your lips form into a gasping âoâ, your brows contort into a furrow as you start to whimper out pathetic babbles. âtoji, âm not gonna last. fuck, fuck.â
âoh, câmon, donât say that, princess,â the dark haired man coos, and you then star to feel the fat round tips of his thumbs massage against your active hips. heâs steadying your waist, helping you grind faster and faster despite how your legs were closeâso so close to succumbing to defeat. âyâer a big girl, keep goinâ baby, ride âem like you ride my cock, mhm.â
your cunt twitches at his words, at his praise and oh itâs so embarrassing. as you continue to move, toji can feel the faint spasming throbs that vibrate on his flat stomach and he snickers. âshit,â you gasp, and your hands continue to feel up inside the thin linen of his tank top. heâs so buff, you couldnât help but salivateâimagining toji with his big bulky arms slowly wrapping around your throat. your hips start to accelerate at a much briskly pace. as you were trapped in your erotic seven second fantasm, you sob out a whimper once he spanks your ass, bringing you straight back to reality. heâs telling you to keep going, you could tell from the brief priggish look in his eyes. âtojiângh, âm gonnaââ
and as your sopping folds continue to move quicker against his chiseled ripped pecsâyou let off a soft dramatic gasp as fluttering ripples of waves surge through your core. out of nowhere, you gush right onto his abdomen while youâre still sloppily thrusting your hips onto his tight flexing stomach. âfuck, ohmygooodd,â youâd whimper out in cute elongated mewls, dragging every poor syllable. your squelches were loudâand your eyes widen at the sheer realization that youâre squirtingâtrickling out lustrous spurts of your own juices. you were holding in a breath you didnât even know you were holding, and your eyes squeeze shut completely once you fully release.
with weak bucking hips, you let off a shaky sigh and tojiâs still got that annoying smug grin plastered across his face. âaw, poor baby,â a hand of his snakes around your waist, dark aroused eyes glancing at your pulsating weeping pussy. you werenât moving anymore, and yet you were still plopped on his pecs. seconds later, you feel him flex each core muscle against your achy clit and you whimper, geysers of slick dampening his swole abs. âtch. made such a mess, âm all soaked,â and you moan, feeling him grab ahold of both of your wobbly unstable hips. you were dumb, dumber than youâve ever been and all you felt was his tightened abs tensing right underneath your slobbering slick heat.
tojiâs entire chiseled midsection of his chest was now sheeny, perfectly coated with your slick that makes his skin glimmer like a jewel and he hums. âmy messy girl,â and a thumb of his playfully smears down your cunt, feeling itâs pulse prod against his fingertip. with an amused quirk of his thin black brow, he tastes you by licking his finger slyly. with needy eyes, youâre just blankly staring at himâpanting heavily, pawing at his puffed chest for more. âoh, youâre not done?â
ân- no,â you whine, feeling a plethora of electric shockwaves erupt through the undersides of your thighs as you start to pathetically rock against his abs again, rubbing yourself against your own slippery wetness. âfuck, want more. hold still, toji.â
â âm all yours,â he replied in a low mumble, giving your ass one more teasing squeeze. as he grabs a nice chunk of it, he groans throatily before laying his feet flat down against the carpet beside the bench. âgood girl, keep ridinâ me,â and his hand tightens against your ass, throwing his head back with his hands covering his face. âfuck, gotta train this sloppy cunt some more anyway, heh.â
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đźđđ€ đđ đđŻđđ«, đđ„đđđ©đšđŻđđ«! | t. fushiguro + k. nanami
đđČđ§đšđ©đŹđąđŹ: Taking your daughter to a sleepover with her best buds is easy peasy; ending up staying over at said sleepover to have some fun of your own with the two single dads you're crushing on? Not so much...
đđšđ§đđđ§đđŹ: dilfs! Toji + Nanami x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - modern setting; single parents au - implied you + Nanami are in early 30s; Toji is in late 30s - Tsumiki (age 10), Megumi, Yuuji and Nobara (8) - mutual pining/crushing - fluff then SMUT then fluff - kissing/making out - mutual masturbation (m! + f! receiving) - breast fondling + nipple play + sucking - Daddy kink - threesome - double penetration; anal and vaginal - spoon/sidesaddle dp + reverse cowgirl dp positions - clitoral play (swiping) - praise - breeding kink - cervix fucking - unprotected sex (psa: wrap the willy; don't be silly) - pet names (angel, baby, good girl, love, mama, sweetheart, sweetie) - Nobara is your daughter; Yuuji is Nanami's - mention of drool/spit and tears.
đđšđ«đ đđšđźđ§đ: 9.8k (Christ almighty...)
đđźđđĄđšđ«'đŹ đđšđđ: based on this ask from one of my anons; so happy to be writing an actual fic after a month, yippeee!! and tysm for 7.7k, my loveliesss!!
âHahah, I win again!â
âNo fair, I used the aerials like you taught me, what!?
âYeah, but thereâs no point using them if youâre just gonna let Itadori counter.â
âShut up, Megumi! Hey, Yuuji, one more time!â
âHey, keep it down, you three.â You warn the children who cause a ruckus in the living room from the dining table.Â
Thereâs nothing wrong with hanging with friends or going to someoneâs house to play. Children are highly encouraged to do so to form deeper relationships! Itâs what youâd want for your child, your sweet daughter poking out of her public shyness now that sheâs playing video games with two of her best friends at a playdate.
Your daughter, Nobara, heard your warning and swerved her head back to apologize. âSorry, momma! Itadoriâs just cheating!â
âNo, Iâm not!â The pink-haired boy sitting next to your brunette daughter on the living room floor retorts. âShe just sucks at playing!â
âWhy youâŠâ The two kids glare and argue to themselves while another sits on the living room couch and sighs at the interaction before him. Megumi was his name, the raven-haired boy putting his attention back on the animal encyclopedia he was reading.Â
You chuckle before speaking again, âWell, cheating or not, keep your voices down, okay? Tsumiki is trying to do her homework.âThe kids nod and return to their fun on the television; the sounds of controller buttons mashing and clicking fill the absence of their voices, and you go back to what you were primarily doing. âNeed any help there, Tsumiki?â
The fourth grader perks up from using her name, flashing a weary smile in your direction. âIâm trying to find these countries for my quiz on Monday, but where are Colombia and GuyanaâŠ?â The paper before the little girl exhibited a blank sheet with a map of the North and Southern American continents; a word bank is provided to the side with a list of countries.Â
Getting up from your chair, you walk to the vacant side where Tsumiki is and sit alongside her. âHmm, letâs look at this togetherâŠâ
This wasnât your home; it belonged to the father of Yuuji Itadori. Staying during your daughterâs playdates was a rarity, particularly in another parentâs house. Yet today is a Friday, and you didnât really have much to do other than clean the apartment and maybe catch up on a show or two. Besides, it didnât hurt to watch the kids play and laugh now and then.
Luckily, you arenât the only parent here; two other parents are taking out of their day to monitor the kids with you! The only problem is thatâŠthey make your stay a bit difficult.
Footsteps are heard descending the hall from the bedrooms, and your eyes peer to find a man walking into the kitchen area. âHowâs studying going?â Golden blonde hair was the first you see, followed by the pleasant look of his chocolate brown eyes. A slim-fit grey long-sleeved shirt hugs his frame well, accompanied by dark-fitted jeans and dress socks. Kento Nanami, Yuujiâs adoptive father, has entered the scene and has made your heart skip to an irregular tune.
Thankfully, saving you from making a fool, Tsumiki answers the man. âGood, Auntie Y/n is helping me remember countries of South America!â She says with a blinding smile.Â
âIs that so?â Nanami opens a cupboard to pull out a glass to pour water. âYou think youâll be okay for the quiz?â
âMmmm, if I remember five countries out of ten, I should be fine. I know more, thanks to Y/n!â
âGood,â your breath hitches when he walks to stand behind the chair you were sitting on. âAnd how are those three?âÂ
You cough before averting your gaze to the living room. âTheyâre fine,â you watch your daughter exclaim in glory after finally beating Yuuji in the video game. The salmon-haired child groans in defeat, standing up to switch with Megumi so the other can play. âNobara loves playing with the boys; they make her competitive spirit wild. Itâs funny because sheâs usually quiet and soft-spoken around me and others. However, that doesnât explain her track record with terrorizing the boys of the schoolâŠâ
Nanami chortles at your observation, the sound almost hypnotizing you. âChildren bring out a different side in each other, helps them grow.â
âWise wordsââ Â
Grrooorrr!
You both stop at the sound of a rumble, glancing at Tsumiki to see that it is her grumbling stomach. The child chews her quivering lip and hides her face by looking back at her homework. You giggle, âYou hungry?â She nods slowly. âMe too, sweetie; the pizza should be here any minute.â
âThatâs odd,â Nanami takes a sip from his glass. âHe said the food would be done by the time heâs off work. Itâs almost 7 oâclock, is there traffic onââ
KA-CHA! CLACK-CLINK!
âYo, Iâm here with the pizzas,â another voice, a lot lower and gruff than the blondeâs, enters the space. Your heart skips again, and you instinctively turn to find the source â you know who the source is.Â
Giant steps draw near the kitchen area, keys rustle as he stuffs them inside his jeans pocket, and the other hand holds three pizza boxes. After putting the food on the kitchen island, the man scratches his onyx head and stretches. His loose-fit cotton sweatshirt slips for a peak of his abs to be seen, and your eyes pull back before they hook onto the tanned skin for too long. Green eyes capture yours, and a smirk uproots the scar on the right of his lips. âHey, Y/n,â the way he says your name pulls you in. âGood thing I caught ya before you could leave.â
You gulp to wet a dry throat. âItâs good to see you, too, Toji.â
Toji Fushiguro, the father of Tsumiki and Megumi, strides from the island down to where you three are, ruffling his daughterâs brown hair as a greeting. âHowâs homework goinâ?â
She swats her fatherâs hand away, fixing her ponytail. âItâs okay, Iâm just hungry now.â
On that note, you decided it was time for everyone to take a break and eat. âAll right, kids, the pizzaâs here; come over and eat!â Nobara wastes no time springing out of the couch and sprints for the dining chair next to Tsumiki after you stand to grab the paper plates.Â
The boys donât move, eyes glued to the screen and fingers moving across the controllers. Nanami tries to get their attention again, only for Yuuji to excuse themselves for a few minutes. The golden-haired father looks to the other before giving him a curt nod, a signal for Toji to walk to where the boys were sitting and turn off the television. They groan in unison before the black-haired man picks them up effortlessly and waltzs back to the dining table. âTime to eat, squirts.â
You have known Nanami for a long time, meeting him around when Nobara was still aged by months and could barely walk. Being a first-time parent is no easy task, especially since the man took Yuuji as his own after the death of the babyâs parents and grandfather when he was just a newborn. The transition from sober salaryman to committed fatherhood wasnât an gradual one. But you know what they say: it takes a village, no matter how big or small. You found Nanami at the perfect time while you took care of Nobara, lending a helping hand to the single guardian whenever he needed advice or help looking after the pink-haired babe. Heâd return the favor, of course, having you two spending and getting to know more about each other throughout the years. So, as the babies grew and became friends, so did you and him.Â
Toji entered your life around the same time as well; a single father of two was just as [if not more] challenging as your scenario. Not to mention â the poor man had to work ungodly hours, sometimes calling up a friend to look after his kids. You felt for him, even Nanami, so youâd help him out as well whenever he needed it, whether it be picking up Tsumiki and dropping her off at daycare or rocking three-month-old Megumi to sleep and waiting for the father to return home safely deep in the night.
Without the hood of parenthood, you three wouldnât have become such good friends. Although there have been rough moments, at least you had the two to share and relate with if necessary. Youâre so thankful for both fathers being in your life, serving as dependable outlets as you three grow along with your children. And itâs an even bigger blessing watching the kids have become great friends â practically inseparable! Words cannot express the gratitude for Nanami and Toji, treasuring the men so much that youâd love to maintain this mutual relationship with them as long as possible.
Being friends is more than enough; however, a tiny piece of yourself wishes something more to come out of this friendship. Admitting that to yourself is enough to have your ears heat up in shame. Crushing on the two fathers like some school girl, how embarrassingâŠ
But can you blame yourself? As you all sit down and eat around the dinner table, you find it hard to restrict your eyes from wandering to either side of the table where the men sit.Â
Donât get it twisted; youâve always thought of the dads to be attractive men. However, the more time youâve spent visiting and getting to know them, youâve found that theyâve become more and more charming as the years go by. Now, it has gotten a lot worse.
Nanami is so entrancing to the eye â damn near looks as if he walked out of a movie set. His mocha eyes were so soft and perfect with his mellow tone. The charismatic blonde easily played with your heart with how attentive he was, making sure if you and Nobara ever needed anything or ever wanted someone to voice with. God, he was too good to be true, it was hard not to fall in love with him â you were honestly mesmerized the moment he first said your name. Now, solely seeing him is enough to make your ears hot and your heart race. Your admiration for him threatens to dwell into that of a childish crush â how mortifying!Â
And Toji â fuck, that man. Aside from having a body literally sculpted like an Olympic athlete, the dark-haired man was somebody who knew how to wind you down. Maybe it was the baritone voice that always captured your attention or the mischievous jokes and flirts heâd throw your way; whatever it was, Toji knew how to draw you in. Sure, you were a little intimidated by him at the start, but thatâs long been substituted with feelings of trust and mutual respect from seeing how much of a good father he tries to be for his children. Although, the more you hear his gruff laugh, see his smile pull the scar, or forest green eyes drilling holes into your very being, the more you want to slap yourself for thinking about him day by day!
Goddamn it! As you sit at this table chewing on your pizza slice with the others, all you can think about is how pathetic you must be for falling for the two heartthrobs of your life. Itâs appalling how these two fathers have yet to snatch up somebody, knowing there would be lines of people wanting a piece of them. And you sigh heavily, thinking if thereâs ever a possibility youâd be lucky enough to be on the receiving end with either.
Probably notâŠ
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âAnnnnd BAM! UNO!â
âWhat?? Youâre cheating!â
âAm not! You can put draw twos on plus fours!â
âHah!? Thatâs not in the rules!â
âSo? Thatâs how my mom plays.â
Why am I being brought into this⊠You shake your head as you observe the kids play their final card game before bed. All the children are dressed in their respective pajamas, sitting in a circle around couch pillows as they draw and place cards down. The sunset has long been set as the hour hand touches the eleventh number; the kids usually go to bed at eight or nine. But itâs the weekend and meant to be a sleepover, so one or two more hours of fun shouldnât hurt anyone.
âUNO Out!!â Except for the heavy groans shared with Megumi and Yuuji as Nobara finishes the card game with an enthusiastic slam, turning around to give the older brunette a high five. âSee, Tsumiki? I told you I can handle it!â
âMan, thatâs not fair,â Yuuji throws his card pile to the floor in exasperation. âWish I knew about that rule beforehand.â
Megumi does the same, âYou shouldâve made the rules clear before we played the game.â
âWahh, keep complaining, loser,â Your daughter annoys the boy with a blown raspberry. âFine, we can try again; if I win, Iâll have Yuuji's bed to myself and Tsumiki.â
âNot happening!â You and the salmon-haired child deny the winnerâs request, and the girl only snickers mischievously while Tsumiki deals the cards.Â
Saved by the sound of footsteps approaching from the hall, Nanami is now here to dismiss the bunch. âAll right, kids, time for bed.â Every one of them mourned at the statement; Yuuji quickly requested five more minutes, only to be shut down by his father. âNope. Iâm done with my shower, so you four must get to bed â that was the deal.â
âAww manâŠâ The four begrudgingly get up from the living room floor after putting the cards away and setting the pillows back on the couches. Before they leave, they wish you a good night. âGoodnight, Mom!â Nobara comes rushing to you for you to kiss her cheek.
âGoodnight, sweetpea,â you let go of her so she could run back. âAnd you three â where are my kisses?â Yuuji and Tsumiki happily come for you to place a goodnight kiss on their cheek. All thatâs left is the silent child of the bunch who, unfortunately, doesnât slip past your eyes. âThat means you too, Megumi. Or else Iâll chase you down and kiss you up a storm like last time, you hear?â
The black-haired one fights a smile creeping his face, slowly taking steps to where you sat and fidgets as you kiss his cheek. You wish the boy goodnight, and he follows the others down the hall to the bedroom after doing the same.Â
âFushiguroâs in the shower now.â Now that the children are gone, Nanami sits on the left side of the couch before dimming the ceiling lights. He turns on the television, âSeems like theyâre having fun.â
âMmm, they are,â you settle by the middle to be close to him. âI canât believe theyâre all so big now. Didnât Yuuji just turn eight years old last month?â
âMhmm, heâs now the same age as Nobara and Megumi,â he says with a smile. âFor a little while, that is. He is the youngest, after all.â
âYouâre right, poor thing.â You giggle with a stretch. âNobaraâs gonna be nine this August, and Megumi at the end of the yearâŠâ
âHmm. We are old.â
That made you laugh hysterically as the delivery of the comment sounded so defeated yet true. Itâs okay, though, since Nanami was laughing himself with a shaken head. âDonât say it like that! They say you get sexier during your thirties.â
âAre you sure about that? My grandfather had photos from his thirties, and he was balding and getting chunkier before turning thirty-five.â More laughter seeps through your lips. âI donât know, Y/n; not all of us can keep fit like Fushiguro; he still works out while halfway approaching forty.â
âNow, hold on, Nanamin,â you grin while pointing to Nanami, and you can see him try to fight a smile after using the nickname he supposedly doesnât like. âYou canât say shit, either; you still look like a model coming straight out of a Menâs Vogue magazine!â That made him laugh more, the sound warming your heart. "You still got it, Kento; a real prince charming."
âWhy thank you, Y/n,â he appreciates the compliment.
âOf course.âÂ
The silence following that felt unsettling and had you fidgeting with the bottom of your halter top. Five uncomfortable minutes of nothing but the lowered volume of the television to fill the space. Come on, Y/n, keep the conversation going. âSo, almost ten years, huh? A whole decade.â You watch Nanami nod along through your peripheral. âI remember the first time I met you; you looked like you barely got any sleep for the past month.â
âBecause I didnât. I was hassling with back-to-back meetings, on the cusp of finding another job to take outside of being a salaryman, and then had little newborn Yuuji to come home and put to sleep after feeding. Thank God you could babysit for him with Nobara; Iâm forever grateful.â
âOh God, I remember when you came home so tired while I was rocking both to sleep. I think that was the first and only time Iâve ever seen you fall asleep on the couch; so tired you forgot to greet me!âÂ
âWe donât talk about that,â he scratches his ear. âThat wasnât so bad when we promised to watch over Megumi and Tsumiki during the weekend while Fushiguro went to take up so many jobs. He fell to his knees once he passed the threshold, and I had to walk him to his bed.âÂ
You tittered at the recollection â all the memories mentioned made you feel warm and glad, all the years coming back to you with a happy memory. âWeâve done good, though. We managed, and the kids are growing to be good friends.â
âBefore you know it, maybe Nobara will come to you about liking the boysââ
âThat isnât happening; I asked her the question like three weeks ago, and she said if she and the boys were the last people on Earth, sheâd kill herself.â Nanami gasped and stifled a laugh, but you could see his shoulders bounce. âA third grader â an eight-year-old â telling me sheâd off herself rather than be with one of the boys. Talk about radical...At least she loves to hang with them; she loves those boys like theyâre her little brothers.âÂ
The blonde hums to your words. âThem being close is a blessing. I guess thatâs thanks to us, having each otherâs backs all these years.âÂ
Itâs your turn to nod to him. âTrue, and Iâm just glad they like being with each other.â
âSame here; Yuuji likes being with you guys,â he throws his head back. ââŠJust like I do.â
You blink. âWhat do you mean?â Suddenly, you feel as though you shouldnât have asked that question because the way Nanami turns his head to look at you nearly paralyzes you. Oh my GodâŠ
âI like being with you.â He says it tenderly, only for your ears to pick up. âYou make me feel at peace when youâre around, and Iâm not as close to anyone as I am with you. A decade of you being in my life has made it more serene andâŠfun. So, I like it when youâre with me.â
You didnât breathe a single puff of air during his speech. The worst part was that these were Nanamiâs words â they were genuine. You could feel it in his bronze gaze, your heart unable to control itself.Â
And it doesnât help that your eyes took in every detail of him; his hair, usually neat and styled, is now down and damp from the shower, strands of hair sticking to his forehead. His home wear comprised a loose sweatshirt and dark grey sweats, but you snuck a glance of his collarbone that peaks from the opening collar of his shirt. You move your gaze to the floor to stop yourself from looking any further, or else more fuel for indecent fantasies will be stored for later!
Fingers fiddle with each other as you chew on your lip. God, Y/n, just fucking say it! âI, uhhâŠI like being with you, too, Nanami.â
âDo you really have to go?â He scoots in. âYou know I donât mind you staying over.â
âIâahemâI think, yeahâŠI wouldnât want to intrude on you and Toji; Iâm sure you two would wanna catch up on stuff. Iâll just come back and pick Nobara up in the morning beforeââ
You stop uttering more once you feel a sudden hand on your right shoulder. Turning to your left, you didnât even realize Nanami scooting to be so close to you, his face a handâs length away from yours. Once again, you have forgotten how to breathe. And when he places his left hand on your right that lies on your lap? You donât move a centimeter.
âI want you to stay,â his tone low and sincere. âI wasnât kidding when I said I like you being around me. IâŠâ He brings your hand to his lips, and a soft kiss makes you gasp faintly. âI love it, actually.â
You gulped. Thereâs no way this is happening right now. Thereâs just no way! âKentoââ
âI mean it.â He kisses your knuckles again, his eyes locked in with yours. He chuckles, âYou were right.â
âAboutâŠwhat?â
âAs you grew older, you have changed quite a lot. YouâreâŠWell, no, youâve always been pretty. But, all these years, youâve become a lot more beautiful,â he draws his face in closer. âBreathtaking,â you instinctively close your eyes when his nose brushes yours. âSexier.â
Nanamiâs lips land on yours on the final word, and you donât move a muscle when he does so. They felt soft against yours, perfect for the mellow kiss. It doesnât last long, only a few seconds. Yet you quivered as he withdrew, placing his forehead against yours as his hand weaved with your fingers.Â
âKenâŠâ Fuck, this is too much. The hand on your shoulder exhibits no interest in getting off. âI canât, I have toââ he shushes you with another kiss.Â
âItâs okay, sweetheart,â What the fuck!? Did he just use a pet name on you? âYou know I can take care of you, right? Even for one night,â you tremble when he licks your bottom lip. âStay for tonight, okay?â
âKento..â He pauses when you hesitantly remove your right hand from his grasp, thinking youâd push him off. But then you bring both hands to cup his sunken cheeks, caressing him with your thumbs. ââŠMore.â
He doesnât wait a second, accepting your request and bringing his back on yours. Small pecks to the lips gradually become more arousing and tilted heads to achieve a better angle for entry. You moan to his mouth, and so does he. Tongues slowly become adventurous, twirling with each other and exploring the otherâs mouth. It feels so good; you lean into Nanamiâs hold with every kiss. And he happily accepts you as he gives you more.Â
Jesus Christ, something straight out of a dream. And if it was, you only hope to indulge in it for a little longer. More, moreâ
âWhat do we have here?â
However, you canât indulge if another person comes into the frey unsuspectedly.Â
Two bodies retreat from each other, sitting awkwardly on the couch appropriately as Toji walks into the living room. Your lips shook with anxiousness, stealing a glimpse of Tojiâs smirk as he walked to your right. You sneak a glance at Nanami, seeing the shade of pink rise on his skin lightly, and you cover your face to shield yourself. Fucking fuck, this is embarrassing!
âDonât act all shy on me now, you two.â Tojiâs weight dents the right side of the couch, extending his arm to be behind you. âDonât be scared, I wonât tell anyone.â
âDid you check the kids?â Nanami fakes a cough.
âOut like a light,â he answers, creeping his hand from behind onto your shoulder. You shudder at his calloused touch and gruff laugh. âWhatâs goinâ on, Y/n?â You meekly turned to look at him. Same with Nanami, Tojiâs dark hair was damp from the shower, substituting his day outfit with a blank tank top and grey sweatpants. It took everything in your power not to peek at his pecs or exposed biceps.Â
You avert your eyes from his. âNothingâŠâ You saw his chest jerk from a scoff.Â
âWow, you two are really gonna act like some kids, huh.â His snark remark has you both flattening your lips in shame. âAct all quiet when somethinâ happened.â
He prompted you to question. âHow muchâŠdid you see?â
âI saw the kiss â you looked like you were enjoyinâ it.â He purposely said that to make your cheeks hot, the brazen bastard. âBut I heard Kent here say he means it when he likes havinâ ya âround.â
Nanami speaks up while scratching his brow. âY/n was, uhh, just about to leave.â
Toji lifts a brow. âLeave? When the night is still young?â He subtly shakes you. âWhy so soon, hmm? Itâs the weekend; I just got outta the shower anâ hoped youâd be here a lil' while.â He spoke to you slowly. It was a dangerous approach with that husky voice. He squeezes your shoulder when youâre not answering.Â
âI justâŠ.You and Nanami probably have some âguy stuffâ you wanna catch up on, and I donât want to come in between that, you know?â Itâs here you muster the courage to look at the raven-haired man. Big mistake; now he has your attention where he wants it.
âSo considerate, huh,â his free hand comes to your cheek, and youâre frozen as he plays with the flesh of it. âI think you should stay, Y/n. What kind of friends would we be if we let you drive out late."Â
Itâs hard to remind your body to breathe when Toji is surveying you intimately. What the fuckâwhy is this happening all of a sudden!?? âYouâToji, itâs okay, Iâllââ
âBesides,â he teases you by rubbing your earlobe with his thumb and forefinger. âI like you beinâ here, too.â Youâre too distracted from him bringing his face to your neck to kiss, evoking an unstable gasp. âLookinâ all pretty frâ meâŠâ
âTojiâŠâAhh!â You didnât notice him slide his hands down to the chest area of your halter top, his large palms groping your breasts affectionately. His kneads are rough yet pleasing, having you whimpering for him. âDonât touch soâŠHahhhâŠâ
âBad girl,â he chuckles to your ear after placing a kiss on your cheek. âOver here lettin' Kent touch you and think you can leave without me havinâ you for a bit, especially when you were eyein' us up earlier today...â He kisses your lips to take in your silent squeaks from fondling your chest, and you mewl for him. âDaddy wants you, too, babyâŠHeh, so does Kent.â
You peer to your left to see the mentioned man, and youâre taken aback to see him close to your side again. Holy shit. You literally questioned about this earlier, wondering if youâd ever be on the receiving side of these two. You did NOT expect this answer to come out of the blue within a few hours! And now that itâs here, how could you leave now?! This is what you wanted. And â to your surprise â so did they.Â
You swallow spit and lift your left leg to the couch. And Nanami notices the initiative, coming between your legs to kiss your lips again. Your back pressed against Tojiâs chest, youâre caged between the two men who seek to pleasure you in this proximity. You moan to Nanami sucking on your tongue, coinciding with the satisfying kneads of your breasts.Â
Suddenly, Nanami breaks the kiss with a groan, and Toji chortles close to your ear. Curious, your eyes venture down to find that Tojiâs hand grasps the tent of the blondeâs sweatpants. âEnjoyinâ yârself, huh, Kent?â Toji strokes his hand on the boner, evident through the clothes.
âToji, stâHnnnâŠ!â You watch this, eyeing Nanamiâs composure slip away as his cock is being touched. The older man willingly massages his friendâs dick, and you observe how he effortlessly makes the sand-headed man hornier with his hand alone. It makes you feel hot, sensing a throbbing sensation in between your thighs. So, you silently bring a hand to sneak inside the hem of your wide-leg jeans.Â
But you donât go unnoticed because Toji kisses your cheek. âLike what ya see, sweetie?â He rests his chin on your shoulder. âWant me to take care of you? Here,â he then takes your hand to swap with his, your fingers feeling the rough skin of Nanamiâs cock as you hold it. âMake him feel good, âkay?âÂ
You couldnât believe it â Nanamiâs hot, living cock was in your grasp. And as you have begun to stroke him, the noises he made turned you on even more. His veins are felt in your very palm, and precum exuding from his urethra lubricates the pretty fingers around his length. You canât help but imagine how it would feel to have him ease the aching pulses between your legs, how good it would feel to have his girth massage your insides.
But your crude thoughts are interrupted by Tojiâs left hand skillfully unbuttoning and unzipping your jeans, slithering inside your panties, and meeting your wet cunt with his fingers. You jolt, but heâs right there to coo, âRelax, mama,â his free hand squeezes your chin to turn and face him. âDaddyâs gotchaâŠSo fuckinâ beautiful,â Toji slams his lips into you for a steamier kiss, and you lose yourself.
Your hand on Nanami goes faster, eliciting extra precum to escape and stain the material of his sweats. Nanami leans forward to lick and suck the skin of your neck, forcing you to break the kiss with Toji to wail inaudibly while his fingers brush up on your soaked folds with unforgiving speed. Not to mention his bulge grinding against your backâŠ
âAhhnn, wait, guyss, we canâtâMmmmâŠ!â Toji kisses you again, grinning at your expression as he sucks and nibbles on your tongue. âWe canât do thisâŠNot hereâŠâ
âWhy?â Nanami blows on your ear. âWhatâs wrong, love?â
CREEAAKK!!
Thatâs whatâs wrong!
Like a flipped switch, all three adults unscrew themselves away from each other and sit back into their original positions. Nanami immediately pulls his pants back up, using a couch pillow to hide the situation that shouldnât be present as heâs sitting in the living room. Toji follows suit, leaning on the couch arm.Â
Sounds of tiny footsteps draw near, and they belong to none other than your daughter, who sleepily rubs her eyes coming into the space. You are the first thing she sees, âMomma? Youâre still here?âÂ
âMhmm,â you hoped you didnât sound too off. âIâm just watching a movie with Uncle Toji and Kento. What are you doing up?â
âI thought I heard your voice,â Nobara walks to you and puts her head on your shoulder, and you voluntarily pick her up to have her sit on your lap. You smile; even though sheâs growing day by day, sheâs still your baby at heart. âDidnât you say youâd leave after I go to bed?â
âYeah, I was supposed to,â the two men sitting on either side of the couch say nothing. âAnd I canât go now, seeing youâre still up.â
Nobara nuzzles into your neck. âDoes that mean youâll spend the night, too?âÂ
âMmm, I wish I could, sweetpea,â you kiss her forehead. âBut I didnât bring any change of clothes or pajamas. I donât even have my toothbrush â Iâd be walking around with stinky breath.â You hear the girl giggle at your words.
What you just said gave the two fathers an idea, the men giving each other a look before saying anything. âI have some unused travel-size toothbrushes and toothpaste Iâve kept from business trips.â Nanami inquires; you put your foot in your mouth on that one.
Toji adds, âYou can use the sweatshirt I wore today as PJs. I donât mind.â Â
Of course, you donât. Shaking your head, you knew what the two were insinuating. The adult language is too nuanced for your daughter to pick up on. Itâs not like youâve never slept over Nanamiâs place before; youâve done it dozens of times â even Tojiâs! However, this time was different; you three have crossed a line you didnât think was possible. What happened minutes ago was a mere taste of what could happen if you three decided to change this relationship into something more intimate. And now, after revealing the curiosity, the men were all in to see it through.
âŠAnd yet, you canât say you donât feel the same either. Are you kidding? You have goosebumps just thinking back on how close you three were, how their hands and lips felt on your skin, and their attention placed on nothing â on no one else â but you. It made your heart beat uncontrollably, knowing that your decade-long crush on them was being favored in more ways than one â like a dream come true!
âMom?â Snapping back to reality, you peer to Nobara, who awaits your answer. With a smile, you boop her nose with a finger.
âOnly if you go back to sleep, sweetpea.â
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The hour hand had finally met the twelfth number, the midnight hour designating the quiet neighborhood into a calm slumber. Light posts automatically turn on to display the sidewalk, yet the darkness of the night serves as a blanket to cover the silent homes.Â
Nanamiâs home was simple â a one-floor house perfect for the blonde man and his son. Aside from the living room and kitchen, it had a hall that harbored the bedrooms, Yuujiâs guest bathroom, and closet. The children were all resting in Yuujiâs room, the first door to the left youâd meet when entering the hallway. Other than the master bedroom, there was no other room besides the living room couch for you to sleep in.Â
Being by yourself is something Nanami wouldnât want, and Toji wouldâve primarily taken the couch since you had no plans of staying. But since thatâs been changed, the two men took this opportunity to enjoy their sleepover with your company, using the master bedroom at the end of the hall to further themselves from the ears of the snoring kids. Tonight, youâd finally have your answer by being spoiled by your crushes all night.
âDahhh, Toji, yer tongueâŠfingersâŠOhhh!â
âFuck, Y/n, you look so gorgeousâŠHere, kiss me, angel.â
âMmmm, fuckinâ shit, yâ taste so goodâŠWaited so long fr' this..."
You were practically stuck with them the moment they locked the door. After borrowing Nanamiâs shower, your nude body was met with hungry hands and hot kisses, drowning your senses with their overwhelming presence. Three naked bodies lie on the bed, you with your back to the sheets and legs spread. To your right was Nanami, making out with you lovingly while a hand cups and massages a breast. Toji had his face nestled between your thighs, his tongue licking around your labia and fucking your vagina, inspiring you to cry for the blonde next to you. The older man also pleases you by fingering your asshole with lube, conditioning it for future use.
You melt into Nanamiâs kiss, and soft tweaks on your nipple make you mewl into his lips more. But you withdraw to scream, âAhhaaa! Kentoo, touch me moreâŠâ
âHmm? What, baby?â He presses his lips to your cheek, kissing your chin to the outlet between your neck and shoulders. âYou like it when I play with your chest?â A low snicker humors him from watching you nod, and he brings his mouth to your nipple to suck on.Â
You grip the sheets, âOhhh, hoooâŠ! Tojiii, yâre gonna make me câUuuhh!â
He separates his mouth from your soapy folds, and your liquids stick to his chin. What an obscene sight with the grin he has on his face. âYeah? Ya wanna cum on my mouth, mama?â Unlike Nanami, Toji doesnât take a nod; heâs a bit of an asshat, so he licks your clitoris to tease. âUse them words, baby; wanna hear you say it frâ me.â
âYâYesss, yes, I do,â a hushed howl after Toji sucks on your pearl and the other rubbing on your nipple to the roof of his mouth. âPleaseee, I wanna cumâŠ!â
âHeh, well, donât go cumminâ on me just yet,â he kisses your slit before straightening up and pats your inner thigh. âAll ready frâ ya, Kent.â
Nanami then releases your nipple with a âpopâ and maneuvers to lay on his side. âCome here,â he asks, resting your head on his arm and lifting your leg. You hum at the contact of his glans meeting your cunt, âSo wet for me, huh?â He pushes his cock to the entrance, and you gasp at the tip inserted into your vagina. âRelax, angel,â he coos to you with a kiss on your nose, gauging your reaction as he slowly snugs your vagina with every inch of his cock.Â
Your mouth goes agape at the stretch of you taking him in; the feeling of his cock feels too good and surreal. And the brush of his dick on your sweet spots has you squeak, same with him poking on your cervix. He throws in a few thrusts to start, but you didnât expect that. No, fuck! He rubs on your walls at a precise angle, prompting your orgasm to come a bit too quickly to comprehend. So, you have to bite your lip to keep your scream hushed, letting the flutter of your cunt speak for you.Â
And Nanami notices it, hissing at the contraction. ââHnnm! ShitâŠDid you cum, sweetheart?â
âOh, did they?â And here comes Toji, straddling both the bodies below him. He leans into your face, licking your ear. âFelt that good, huh, baby? We havenât even started.â He kisses your forehead before uncurling back up and aligning his dick to your lubed anus. Then, he pushes the tip to be swallowed by your puckered hole, and you mumble small prayers as his fat length is pushed inside. âShit, this tight assâŠâ
The older man begins to move into you, his shaft churning the inside of your ass. Nanami does the same, his cock scraping your insides synched with Tojiâs rhythm. The movement has you immediately making noise beyond your control, wails bouncing around the space between you and the men.Â
It isnât long before the two find a groove; Toji pistons his cock with every pull of Nanamiâs, and sounds of skin slapping lasciviously against each other are picked up by your ears. How could you not tighten more around the limbs inside you, especially when they scrape on against your tender wails so accurately? Especially after coming, your nerves have not yet recovered from the wave earlier.Â
âOhh! Hoooh fuuuck,â your back arches a bit, helping the sand-haired man to find a better angle to scratch the upper wall of your vagina. Your vision is screwed shut, making it easier to indulge in the sensation of their cocks ravaging your insides.Â
Toji sees you from up top, his eyes traveling down to your ass and whistling at the sight of you taking his and the otherâs dick. âDamn, ya feel so good, Y/n. Ass so tight, act like ya donât wanna let go.â
God, whyâd he have to say it like that? Your face was hot enough; did he want to make you melt on this bed? And Nanami doesnât make it any better. âHeheh, they twitched,â he says matter-of-factly.
âYeah, felt it, tooâŠWhatâs goinâ on, sweetie?â Toji pulls his cock until his cockhead is on the verge of coming out, and he slams it back down to have you moan aloud. âYa like beinâ fucked like this? Takinâ Daddyâs cock like a good girlâŠ?â
âTheyâre gripping me again.â
âKen, stoop!!â The fair-headed man laughs at your protest, your resilience still present even if itâs wiped away in seconds when Toji quickens his pace. âNnhhhâŠ! N-Not too fast, Iâm sensitâveeeâAhhh!âÂ
âYou say that, but your body says otherwise, love,â Kento brings a hand to your hip to massage. ââNnnn! JesusâŠwanna cum so badâŠâ
Oh, fuck, imagine: being filled to the brim by Nanamiâs come? Being stuffed by both of them? It turned you on so bad. ââOhhhGod, please, cum inside me!â
Gold eyebrows furrow. âI canât, baby; donât got a condom onââ
âItâs okay, I want itâŠ!â The thought of getting pregnant again should be the very last thing that should pop into your mind right now. And yet, being knocked up by these two has you craving Nanamiâs release even more. âPleaseeplease, I want you to fill me upâŠ! Donât hold back for me, Ken.â You can tell heâs still on the fence about it. But with a kiss on his nose and a soft hand on his cheek, you convince him otherwise.
âWanna be the mother of my child so bad, huh?â He says with a chortle, âSo beautifulâŠâ Before he snaps his hips into you, Nanami brings you in for one more kiss and wraps his hand on your shoulder to keep you close. He ruts into you with purpose, making sure heâs balls-deep with every push and reaching the deepest he can. You howl at the brush of your cervix again, allowing him to use you to chase his climax.
âOh? You got him going, now,â Toji comments from above with a smirk, still maintaining the pace with Nanami despite the younger male going erratic. Your screams go higher and higher, so you bring in a hand to cover up the noise. This was not the time to test how thick the bedroom walls were, despite the kids sleeping a closet and office away.Â
Nanami groans into your lips; his length relentlessly rubs your silky texture. And when his orgasm does reach him, he grinds his pelvis, stirring his length so deep that you canât help but writhe with him. You can feel his penis pulsate with every pump of his load inside you, satisfying your excitement as your hand massages his skull. He keeps you like this until his body has calmed down, sluggishly removing his pillowy lips from yours with a sigh.Â
Chocolate brown orbs are fixated on yours, the hand on your hip coming up to wipe spit from your face. âGod, you drive me crazy. Making me cum inside, one childïżœïżœïżœs not enough?â
You titter, âWell, wouldnât hurt to have another, you think?âŠMmmm,â you almost forget about Toji. The raven-haired man removes himself from your ass, his shaft still standing.
âDonât forget âbout me, now,â he reminds you two of his presence, getting his frame off you both so you can move around.Â
You stand with your knees between Nanamiâs legs while he sits upright. âCome here,â he places his hands on your hips and leads you back onto his cock. This time, heâs the one entering your asshole, and you both moan at the union of your sexes. Once your ass meets the base of his pelvis, his arms wrap around your waist and carefully bring you down with him. Your back to his chest, his lips to your ear. âSo tight and warmâŠHmmm.â
This position is new to you â in fact, this was all new! You canât remember the last time you had your body this close and intimate with another figure. Itâs been so long â damn near bizarre - especially when your heat is transferring with the gold-haired man behind you. The aroused hums to your ears have you throb involuntarily; you could melt into his arms right about now.
That thought goes out the window when Tojiâs weight has you looking in front of you, and your brain nearly shuts down at the sight of the older man coming in between your legs to lift them, his emerald eyes locked on yours. Jesus, fuck! You had to turn away â it was all too much!Â
âAh ahh, donât go turninâ âway from me,â he gives your legs for Nanami to hold from the back of your knees, and then he cups your cheeks and moves your face back to him. âWaited almost ten years to have you like this, so I wanna see all of you, mama.â Just when your face couldnât get any more unreasonably hot, this handsome bastard just had to say that while fondling your chest! And it doesnât help the other charming face is placing kisses on your neck.Â
Toji uses this position to spread your folds; he canât suppress the ardent smirk lifting his scar. âKent did his thing on you, and ya still want more, huh?â You press your lips together when he slaps his glans on your leaky chasm. âWatch...â Your eyes follow down to the tip of his dick, vulgarly using the come seeping out of you as lube. You gasp sharply at the insertion, âBreathe frâ me, baby,â he coaxes you through every inch of him, burrowing inside your inner channel that you almost forget to blink from the display. The girth of him has you wail beneath him, and you cry at the poke of your cervix again! Christ, you donât know how long you can do this.Â
ââHnnghâŠ! Fuck, good girl,â the dark-haired one praises, grinding his pelvis down to churn more friction inside you. âSo good frâ Daddy...â
Slow ruts to your chasm begin the second round, three bodies rocking within a mutual cadence. You throw your head back with shut eyelids concentrating on the two dicks that push to and fro from your holes and scrape your walls. And a choked scream leaves your frame at the jab of your cervix again.Â
âOhhhshiit,â eyebrows furrow with a chewed lip, and the two men begin to quicken the pace. âHooohGod! Fïżœïżœïżœeel so goodâŠAhahhn!â
Toji puts his hands on the headboard as leverage, using his hips and the flex of his abdomen to take control. Fuck, seeing his nude physique so up close was too marvelous; it couldnât be true â it shouldnât be!Â
And Nanami is no better while whispering to your ear. âFeeling good, Y/n?â He teases your lobe with a lick, âGripping on us like crazy as if youâve been waiting for this, hmm?â You try to protest, but all that comes out are sobs when he jerks his hips unexpectedly. He chuckles, âSo cuteâŠHmm? Heh, you are feeling good, huh, love.â
Can you believe it? Being fucked by these two attractive men, and youâre fingering your clit in the midst of it all? Embarrassment rings your ears as your fingers swipe and grind around the neglected pearl. Toji and Nanami share a look for a split second, and then Nanami switches his hands with the other. Instead, an arm snakes around your waist to keep you on him, and the other silently moves yours aside to play with your clit.Â
That only has you crying even harder. Pinches to your clit and kisses to your leg accompany the increased speed of their thrusts. Tears well up at every jolt of your body from the frequent jabs to your vaginal walls, scraping your G-spot so precisely. And the length in your butt keeps feeling so fucking good! Grazing your velvet texture that you canât think straight.
ââGaahhh! Mmmph!â Your hand finds Nanamiâs wrist to hold on to as his middle and ring fingers swipe on your clitoris. You scream his name when he pitches it softly, âKentâOhhh! Shhtop, ish too much!!â
âYeah, too much?â He toys with it gently. âBut I donât hear you telling me to stopâŠâ
The two of them go at a sporadic pace, skin slapping onto yours harshly in sync. They nearly take your breath away, thanking God they have a hold on you before the momentum steers you away. âHahah, ohhh, ohmyGod, guys,â Toji bends down to add more of his weight, making you howl from the angle of his fat cock. âI cannnât; again, Iâm about to cuuhmm agaiinn!!!â
âReally? You wanna cum, baby? Mmph! Fuck, this pussyâŠâ He groans. âGonna be a good girl and let Daddy finish here, yeah?â You nod, and Nanami pinches your clit again on Tojiâs behalf. âWords, sweetie, words.â
âYesss, Daddyyy!âÂ
âGonna lay there and look cute while I knock ya up, right?â Again, the thought of having another baby should not have you excited. But again, thereâs no way your head could be right during all of this. âHmm? Want Daddy to give ya a baby?â
âMmmm! Please, Daddyyy, fill me upâŠ!â You were spouting out nonsense, but who cares? âMake me a mama againâŠOhhh!â
And he does just that, pounding his shaft at you so harshly that it rocks your entire body, especially with how he brings your legs up to your chest to have your slit fully exposed for him. âHoly shit,â he bites his lip as he eyes your nude frame before him. âLook so fuckinâ sexy like this, Y/n.â
You couldnât thank him for the compliment, your lips busy with Nanamiâs as he takes you in for a steamy kiss. Both men drill their members into you in erratic unison, leaving you a squealing mess for the fair-headed one to deal with. His hands continue to tweak and grind on your clitoris, and your orgasm hits you before you can prepare yourself with a tear trickling down.Â
And the flutter of your walls around their cocks eggs them onto waves of their own, groaning along with your cries as they piston you with the final ruts of their hips. Their pulsating lengths exert their loads inside your holes simultaneously, filling you up with their essence as their sweaty bodies heave and shudder. Nanami releases your clit from his grasp, the same with your lips.Â
He hums pleasantly, his brown orbs hooded yet comforting. âTold you I love having you around me.â
âBet yâre glad you stayed over,â Tojiâs hand finds its way to your chin after putting your legs down. He scoffs when you bashfully nod, bringing you in for a kiss. âDid so well, mamaâŠâ
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Mornings are typically a thing you share with your daughter in the comfort of your home. From the moment she came into your world to having her own room and bed, Nobara would always be the first thing youâd see when waking up. Coming into your room to greet you, pulling you out for something, or get dressed and ready for the day with you â it was a routine the two of you shared, a sacred thing to enjoy between parent and daughter. So, to wake up in a room different from yours or see a different face has been a rarity ever since she became your top priority.
This morning, though, was one of those rarities.
âGood morning, Y/n.â
Your eyes flickered open from birds chirping and the sun peaking from the bedroom curtains. Drowsy eyes scan around to see that you are not in your room, already being alerted that something had happened last night of the change of scenery. And when you look to see who lies beside you, it all hits you like a slap.
It was like a scene from a romance movie, waking up to Nanamiâs stunning face that was highlighted by the sunlight. Fair blonde hair that matched the softness of his russet eyes and a kind smile to match. And your breath hitches when he brings a hand to caress your cheek.Â
âMorninâ, Y/n.â
And, of course, he wasnât the only one whoâd be greeting you. You sheepishly turn around to see the other man looking at you, viridian orbs ready to meet your pretty face. The smile on his face pulls the scar on his lips, the man effortlessly shooting an arrow into your heart.Â
Everything that occurred the night before flashes, and the heat returns to dance on your cheeks and ears. Waking up in a different bed with two handsome men is one thing. To wake up to your crushes greeting you good morning, all three of you nude and comfortable after a night of mutual passion? Oh, you had to be dreaming still.
And yet, you couldnât look at either of them in the eyes, averting your gaze modestly. ââŠGood morning,â you say quietly, almost squeaking your heart out when they both move to be closer. They kiss you, embrace you, and give you attention as if your decade-long crush has finally been lifted for them to spoil you. Itâs kind of suffocating in a way. But, God, it felt so good.
Eventually, you got up and threw on some clothes to make food for everyone, Nanami joining you after putting his sleepwear back on. Toji had to leave for a moment to grab stuff from the store, his daughter waking up to the sound of him slamming the front door close. Then came Megumi, then Yuuji, who greeted Nanami with a hug, and now Nobara. The children sit around the table and mingle while you and the blonde fix some blueberry waffles, eggs, and bacon.
âIsnât that my dadâs shirt?â Megumi was the first to notice it, pointing to the sweatshirt that went with your loose jeans â the same sweatshirt that Toji wore yesterday.
You flatten your lips before coming up with an answer. âYesâŠI had nothing to wear for sleeping over, so he gave me his shirt. He didnât mind; he brought an extra one.â
âYou stayed over, Auntie?â Yuuji inquired after taking a sip of his apple juice. âWhere did you sleep?â
âOn the couch.â
Brown brows scrunch together before Nobara asks, âBut wasnât Uncle Toji the one whoâd sleep on the couch?âÂ
You open your mouth, but words fail to exit out. Sharing a glance with Nanami, who coughs while putting waffles on plates, he covers for you. âHe slept in my bed with me.â
âYou slept with my father?â Tsumiki interrogates, trying to stifle a laugh. âHe snores a lot, so Iâm sorry if you couldnât sleep, Uncle Nanami.â
As if on cue, the front door opens and closes with the arrival of her father, walking to kiss Tsumikiâs cheek and ruffle Megumiâs hair before entering the kitchen. He pulls something out of the plastic grocery bag and hands it to you. Putting the mixing bowl down, you take what seems to be a box, and your eyes widen to Tojiâs amusement. âIâd take those before leaving if I were you.âÂ
âJesus Christ,â you put the box of birth control to the side with a flustered face. âThank youâŠâ And before you can process it, Toji sneaks a kiss on your cheek with you distracted. The older man cackles to himself when you slap his arm and push him off. Thankfully, none of the kids notice.
âUncle Toji,â Nobara grabs the manâs attention. âIs it true you slept with Uncle Nanami?âÂ
The question takes him aback, but Tojiâs quick on his feet to reply. âYeah, I did. Your dad looks like a dead man when asleep, Yuyu.â
The pink-haired child nods along to the nickname. âMhmm! Even when he comes home from work, he looks like he hasnât slept in weeks, like some kind of vampire.â You snuck a glimpse at the sand-haired man, who rolled his eyes before bringing plates to put on the table.Â
âAnyways,â he diverts the conversation to a different subject, placing a plate full of food in front of the boys. âBe ready for the zoo after breakfast, Yuuji. Didnât you say you wanted to see the new tiger cubs?â
The Fushiguro siblings brighten with interest at the mention of the zoo, turning to their father, who instantly shuts them down with crossed arms. âDonât even think about it. Iâm already takinâ you two to the aquarium tomorrow; you want me to pay for more tickets for some animals?â
The joy in their eyes diminishes in seconds. âCheapskate,â Megumi mumbled under his breath, earning a blueberry to be thrown at him by Toji. But the siblings smile when Nanami says that they can come along.Â
âMomma,â you dreaded hearing your daughterâs voice during this conversation, hesitantly peering at the dark-haired girl after being given her breakfast. âCan I go, too?âÂ
Oh, goddamn it. âIâm sorry, baby, but I canât keep going back and forth from the house and wherever. Besides, you have karate today.â
âI can skip!â Your mouth drops at her enthusiasm. âBesides, we can just sleep over again!â
This girl! âNobara, you canât just go making those decisions like this is your home. Did you ask Yuujiâs father if it was okay to stay another night?â You probably shouldnât have said that, as the girl immediately asks the blonde father the exact question. And to your shock, he says theyâre free to stay another night. Youâre not helping! âYou donât even have an extra pair of clothes!â
And to make it worse, the onyx-haired man beside you says this, which makes you facepalm with a groan. âI can drive you two home and back. Saves ya some gas.â Youâre not helping either, and youâre just losing gas for my sake!
Mornings were supposed to be an easy thing to deal with. And yet here you are, dealing with a predicament. Shit like this is precisely why you donât stay for too long during Nobaraâs playdates and sleepovers; now youâre backed into a position where saying no seems futile. Nothing wrong with the children wanting to hang out more, but fuck does it throw the routine off. However, it wasnât all bad. Because the whole point of this was for the little girl to have fun with her friends, who are you to be a Debby downer on her parade?
PlusâŠyouâd get to hang out with Toji and Nanami for another day; that alone has your stomach running laps right now. Not only did you have your feelings reciprocated by the two men within a single night and then some, but youâre now invited to stay another day and enjoy the weekend in their company. You can sense their gazes on you, awaiting your answer â your approval to spoil and please you for one more night. And what makes your heart skip into flips is that there would probably be more days and nights to deepen this relationship between you threeâŠ
So, with a heavy sigh, you slide your hand down your face.
ââŠCan we at least go get some spare clothes first?â
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jock bf yuuji whoâs tongue lolls out of his mouth when he feels u cum on his dick and then he ends up cumming when you suck on his tongue as it hangs out of his mouth <3 heâs a big manhandler and so unbelievably strong, has def broken the weak frame of your dorm bed at least once <3 loves sleeping over and then waking up to you in the early morning light, eats you out then has you ride him and youâre both thinking about it for the rest of the day <3 yuuji sends you the riskiest texts too, texts you that he canât stop thinking about how good you looked when you sucked him off the night before and now youâre distracted in the library <3
ÖŽ àŁȘđ€àčàŁ â JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #6. pleasure prioritised.
about. just some scenarios of an incredibly strong jock boyfriend pleasing his girlfriend in different ways. thank you nonnie for driving me up the wall with this!!! ( 1K )
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact. nsfw, smut, college!au, characters aged up to 20s, creampies, messy makeouts, breaking the bed, strength!kink, unprotected sex, oral sex (f + m!receiving), jock bf!yuuji, weird + fem!reader.
everybody knows that yuuji itadori is strong, he wouldnât be the star athlete in the soccer team if that wasnât the case.Â
with muscles that ripple when he moves, thick thighs that spread wide and flex on instinct and dark eyes that shine like gold while pulling you in â itâs no wonder why half of the campus wants a piece of him. luckily enough, yuuji itadori only wants to give himself to you.
yuuji only uses the full extent of strength when he devotes his body to pleasing you. when itâs lights out at your dorm go out, and the common spaces are vacant while your roommates party the night away and all that remains is a man who loves his girlfriend with all of his entirety. and a girl who loves him all too much, right back. he pins you to the bed, pelvis to pelvis as yuuji uses all of his might to pound into you.
his thrusts are usually heavy, but thoughtful and with meaning â designed to make you see bright, shining stars behind your eyelids and pull an angels song from between your lips. itadori doesnât just fuck you â his sweet girlfriend, his everything, his purpose. he makes love to you, makes the bed rock while his sticky tip stays tacked to your g-spot and safe, comforting brown his eyes stay locked on yours, reminding you of how much you are loved as you tremble and quake beneath him.Â
thereâs often a dull thump to the wall from where the force of yuujiâs hips drive the headboard into it. only you ever have the power to make your man that feral, have him drooling like a dog with its tongue in the wind whenever he has the chance to sink into your tight heat. itâs the way your snug little pussy ripples around the giant jockâs fat girth, his tummy smooshed up against your puffy clit does nothing to help him either. the more ecstasy he gives you, the more you clench down on your boyfriend and the further his eyes disappear into his skull.Â
itadori just loves being inside of you, tucking his thriving dick away inside your velveteen walls, hearing your pussy suction around you and your cheap dorm mattress squeak in harmony with your hiccuped moans. yuuji, yuuji, yuuji. his name on your kiss swollen and tear glossed lips is enough for the pink haired man to break the bed from how hard and deep he thrusts into you. even when it does collapse in on itself, yuuji doesnât dare stop until youâre cumming in sweet streams around him â painting his toned stomach and washboard abs in your arousal before he fills you up with his own thick white.
he usually cums with his drooling tongue in your mouth and an arm wrapped around your head, keeping you tucked underneath while he grinds his hips through your shared highs. sometimes salacious laments and high-pitched whines manage to slip through the cracks â which mean noise complaints from the Dean of your dorm and a call to maintenance in the morning to fix your destroyed bed (and walls).
mornings are no different (once your bed is fixed), yuuji itadori always fails to keep his hands to himself and if heâs lucky enough to stay the night â he uses those very same greedy and large hands to pleasure you all throughout sunrise. you wake up to find fingers on the swollen little nub tucked between your puffy pussy lips and his eager tongue swiping over the eight of your slit to catch any of your juices before theyâre wasted on cheaply made college-friendly sheets.Â
itâs a sight to behold, the way you arch your back from the bed and your thighs quiver either side of a head full of bright pink hair that tickles their insides. you canât help but tug on the soft tufts â dragging yuuji further into your creamy cunt while accidentally kicking plushies galore from their place amongst your pillows and blankets. itadori remains a messy eater, slurping on your succulent folds, running laps over every inch of the heat between your glorious thighs.Â
except you donât get to cum on his mouth or his tongue on mornings like this â instead yuuji likes to really show off his strength. he likes you in his lap and seated on the swell of his fat, oozing girth. he adores plugging you full, watching you writhe above him for something, anything. any type of thrust or friction. yuuji canât help himself, heâs always dying to grope the globes of your ass when youâre riding him, using the strength in his arms to hold over his bright red ans milky tip before pumping himself all the way into you in one calculated thrust upwards.Â
both of you cum before either of your alarms go off, messy as always but content. youâre happy with yuuji and heâs always so happy to please you â itâs the least he could do for his precious girl.Â
itadori always leaves you with a limp throughout the rest of your day â a comfortable pain in the base of your spine that reminds you of how deep heâd gone. thereâs a dampness to your underwear during your classes too, reminding you of how much hot, oozing seed the jock had filled you up with. âkeep it there,â the pink haired soccer player tends to ask with those guilt-tripping puppy dog eyes of his. âwant you walking around with my cum dripping down your thigh, so that everyone knows who you belong to.â
you often wonder what the campus would think if they knew how debauched their star player really was.
theyâd have a field day if they saw the texts yuuji sent you while wiping the floor with his teammates during practices. pictures of his erection in the changing room mirrors and maybe some of your pretty face while he had you cumming on just his tip. sometimes paragraphs detailing how he was going to ruin your pussy, make you see god or even reach cloud nine. some tell you how much itadori misses your plush lips wrapped around him as he cums down your throat.Â
but no matter what way you look at it, your jock boyfriend yuuji itadori always has your pleasure prioritised at the forefront of his mind. heâd use whatever part of his body, whatever strength he has to keep you satisfied. all alongside his insatiable appetite for you and only you.Â
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© uvuyai 2024. . . ~ áŠ
Men who use their legs to keep you spread open while they finger youâșïž(this is my [short] apology letter for my april fools jokeđ) this was based off some chilumi nsfw i found on X. I'll link it later!
Tag ~ fingering, fem!reader(no pronouns),, overstimulation, squirting, mating press, no sex but implied at the end, eating outz, size difference, tit slapping + nipple play,
The way he just snaps you into position with your legs bent away to your shoulders beneath their legs. The way they pumps and ruthlessly thrusts their fingers into your clenching hole, sending you sky high into a bursting orgasm. The tears and drool running down your face says it all. Your trembling hands clenching the thigh of his pants.
You try your hardest to wriggle your way out of his tight leg lock but they're not letting you go till he's finished with you. You've come for the nth time of the day. your mewls, whines, and moans getting high on pitch every waking second. They like seeing you like this; all spread out, puffy pussy sucking their fingers in, eyes rolling up to heaven, and the sweet juices you squirted out onto their hand.
He leans down and licks a stripe of your cunt, you immediately jump from the sudden change of roughness. They tweak and suck at your clit. Their tongue licking long and forceful stripes of your pussy. Their nose pokes at your clit from time to time. Your tongue hanging out of your mouth and tilting your head to the side to hopefully avoid neck pain. You let out a sharp moan and gasp as you felt yourself wet their hand. Your toes curled at the erupting feeling. You are nearly embarrassed about how you've wet yourself. They raise themselves back up to look back at the mess they've made beneath them. That mess being you. Your eyes are so close to closing as you let out soft and quiet pleas for no more.
But as I've said before; he's not stopping now.
One more time at least baby is what they say and they slide their fingers back into you, immediately curling up into that spot he knows like the back of his palm. Their other hand slams down onto your tits, tweaking them in the process. You're so cute they think as they see you trying to escape his leg prison once again. They give you a hearty chuckle and a teasing smirk. Your eyes try to ultimately focus on them but he doesn't stop pumping his fingers into you. Poor thing, it was only 15 minutes in, but it must've felt like eternity for you. Which you hope was the last of, you clenched your teeth and let out a gut bursting orgasm.
He gets up and flips you onto your stomach and removes the rest of your clothes along with his. They aligned his thick, long cock to your sensitive hole. Oh boy, this was gonna be a long day or night for you.
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I NEED MORE FRATBOYS! GETO AND GOJO
âźââ§âș...lunar's note: im being self indulgent and im not sorry at all so enjoy a lil blurbie :33
âźââ§âș...content: fratboys!stsg x fem!reader, mentions of weed use, breeding kink, wet and messy, dirty talk, overstimulation, dumbification, teasing, degradation, mentions of birth control
"aww...satoru, you're gonna break the poor thing."
suguru's soft hand moves to push some of your hair out of your face, a coo leaving him as he watched your eyes try to focus on him. you're just too cute for your own good, looking up at him with those teary eyes while satoru fucks you like a bunny in heat.
poor thing...you wouldn't be walking right for a while after this.
in a weak attempt to comfort you, suguru leans down after taking a hit from the joint hanging loosely from his fingers, blowing the smoke in your face. he knew it wouldn't do much to help your fucked out state, but you just looked so cute when you pouted at him for it.
"goddamn, satoru. you're fucking her like you're trying to get her pregnant," suguru chuckles as he exhales more smoke out of his nose, eyes following as it dissipates in the air. "stop tryna breed the poor thing , y' gonna kill 'im."
the room goes silent and suguru knows he's made a mistake. making such comments around the satoru gojo only ends up with trouble...
satoru looks down at you, eyes wide and wild, almost looking as if they were glowing.
pregnant?
you can't get pregnant, you're on birth control and never miss a pill, it wouldn't take, he thinks with a huff of a laugh.
but...the thought of trying to knock up his darling best friend who's already fucked so dumb does something to satoru. and that's when it clicks in his brain, his mouth dropping open in a little gasp.
"b-breed...i-i'm gonna fuckin' breed you," he whispers, an evil grin breaking out on his face. "hoooh my fuckin' god, baby girl, i'm gonna breed ya all fuckin' night," satoru groans, lifting your legs up over his shoulders as his hips start to move again.
those broken whimpers and whines from you turn to gasps and hiccupped cries as satoru presses even deeper into you, so desperate to make sure you can't feel, smell, taste, or process anything but his cock abusing your insides.
"'t-toru, s'toruuuu," you drool, plush lips parted as moans constantly pour out from you. "d-don' fuck me like that, i-i'm gonna make a mess! s-s'toruuuu!"
suguru can only hope the music from downstairs is loud enough to cover up the sounds you're making that are accompanied by the nasty, squelching sounds of that tight, sloppy cunt gushing the mixture of your slick and suguru's cum.
but...would that be so bad?
if everyone could hear how cute you sound crying out for both of them? knowing that none of them ever have a chance with you? his thick cock twitches a little, the exhibitionist in him clearly liking through that.
"tsk, tsk, tsk...you both are nasty, y'know that?"
suguru leans back down next to you again, able to watch both of your expressions. the way your body trembles from overstimulation, unsure if you want more pleasure or want a break, your hips jerking with each of satoru's deep, unforgiving thrusts.
"ohh, but you could never be a desperate lil' slut like satoru is, could you, sweet angel? look at those tears...poor thing, we're corruptin' you aren't we?"
he reaches out, brushing away some of the tears just to lick it off his thumb. "you can take it, angel girl, you can take 'toru's big, stupid cock in that pretty little cunt."
he's mean, so so mean and unfair. not just to you, but to satoru too. he's barely holding it together, the mixture of the primal need to fuck a baby into you and the heat in his lower belly from suguru's teasing too much for him.
"fuck, f-fuck, baby, wanna fill y'up, wanna give you my kids! i-i'll take such good care of you, y'know that, right," he pants, voice husky and desperate. those baby blue eyes are unusually dark, watching as his cock disappears inside your creamy cunt over'n'over, a pitiful little whine falling from his lips.
"y-yeah, yeah, yeah, imma...i-imma get you nice andâfuck, don' squeeze yetâa-an' round, mama, then we'll propose at graduation s' everyone knows you're me 'n' sugu's, you wan' that, baby?"
oh, that expression your wearing nearly sends him spiraling into insanity. he can practically see those hearts floating in your eyes as you nod almost drunkenly, your hands shakily finding themselves into his hair.
"m-mm! wan' your baby in me, g-gimme a pretty one," you pout, tugging his hair just right. satoru just lets out a crazed laugh, his eyes wide and manic.
oh boy...what did you just agree to?
"y-yeah? h-hehe, yeah? knew you wanted it, knew y'fuckin' wanted it," he groans, smashing your lips together in a sloppy, wet kiss, tongue sliding against yours noisily. "me 'n' sugu gonna take turns breedin' this pussy, mama, 's okay? never gonna be empty, even after y' get that thing removed, gonna have ya full all. day. long."
suguru just chuckles and shakes his head, one of his hands trailing up satoru's spine. the way his hips stutter inside you is adorable.
"mm, that would be nice. the pretty angel feeling out cum sloshing around her pretty tummy all day in class, having to talk to professors while it drips out of her gooey little cunt, getting those panties all messy? mm, sounds like a dream come true,'' suguru purrs, leaning in closer to satoru's ear.
"who knows...maybe if you cum enough, she won't even have t' stop taking her pills...maybe it won't be able to work if you flood her pussy with enough cum."
you keen as you get folded in half, the tip of his cock knocking again something that makes your tummy squeeze. poor satoru, he's got pleased tears in his own eyes now, just suguru's words nearly making him explode inside, his balls aching, needing to empty themselves inside you where all his cum belonged.
"get deep, get real deep in her, satoru, kiss her cervix f'me, pretty boy...'n' make sure you kiss it niiice and deep when you cum, okay? let's see if we can breed her t'night."
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TW: nsfw, dubcon, coercion, bullying
fem reader
Your bully says heâs always been curious about what itâs like to fuck a geeky good girl like youâand that heâll leave you if you let him have a taste.
You knew he was probably mostly joking when he offered⊠but you were sick and tired and perhaps a little desperate for the chance of him finally leaving you aloneâso you balled your fists within his shirt, dragged him inside an empty classroom, and told him he could do whatever he wanted.
You donât know who was more surprised.
He never knew you to be so brazenâbut itâs not like youâre some blushing virgin, either.
You have experience. However, most of that experience is with nicer guysâŠÂ not someone like himâŠ
Itâs not like you expected him to go easy on you, but stillâŠ
You bruise against the desk he has you bent over onâdewy-faced and panting, lying cheek-down in your own drool as he fucks full-chested moans right out of you. He snickers when your thighs shake, whistling with a grin when feeling your tight cunt flutter around himâslick dripping to the floor in a little puddle.
âYouâre so wet itâs embarrassing.â He laughs.
Heâs got your arms tussled behind your back, using your shirt as bindingsâhaving balled your skirt up around your waist in two tight fists, knuckles white while using it to keep you still as he pounds into you with a mean snap of his hips.Â
Your heart drops when you hear a rip. A second time when, you feel his movements still, and a thick warmth starts to fill you.
âAhâfuckâdonât squeeze so tightâIâm âbout toââ He grunts, but itâs already too late once he pulls out.
Panting heavily as his cock drips with the last dropâhunched overâhis eyes fall to your glossy cunt, half-mast while staring at the way his cum slowly leaks out of the still-fluttering little hole.Â
He feels a cute-aggressive urge to slap it but doesnât want to get his hand all sticky.
He pulls his pants up instead, only bothering to button his shirt up halfway, tie hanging loosely around his neck. Anyone with eyes could guess what heâd been doing with his sweaty hair and that flushed look on his face.
And yet he starts leaving without a care or a word.Â
Already halfway out the door before you get your wits back.
âNoâwait!â You warble, unknotting your sleeves to wrap your shirt around you. âYou canât leave me like thisâmy skirtâŠâ You hold the tattered piece up for him to see, showing him the tear heâd made, rendering it unwearable.
His hand is still on the doorknob, only bothering to acknowledge you with a jaded look over his shoulder. âHowâs that my problem?â
Your brows cinch that pitiful way it always does. That cute way that has his gut bubble and fizz. âPleaseâŠâ You plead, and itâs almost enough to make his cock perk up again. âJust bring me a skirt from lost and found⊠please?â
He sighsâthe door at his back as he leans against it with arms folded upon his chest. âTchâand what's in it for me?â
You nibble your lip in thoughtâbut you already know the answer.Â
âIâll be better at it next timeâjust... please?â
âHmâŠâ He hums in thought, a small smirk playing at the corner of his lips, tugged as if your words had pulled it with string. âWait here, Iâll be back.â
The door closed with a click, and you were left in the classroom alone.
A few minutes passed. You doubted his return.Â
You could always call a friend⊠but you didnât want to get anyone into any troubleâcalling them when theyâre in class. Also, how would you even explain it to them? What type of person skips class to have sex in an empty classroom? Not to mention, theyâd ask who youâd done it withâand there was just no way you could tell them. Itâd be too embarrassingâyou might just dieâand if anyone else ever found out, heâd more likely kill you himself.
Well⊠suppose you could always make the run to Lost and Found yourself. The hallways should be mostly empty at this hour, but thereâs really no guarantee.Â
In the end, the thought of someone catching you in cum-soaked panties makes you hold onto all hope that your bully would return as heâd said.
And fifteen minutes later, he does. Black school skirt in one hand and strawberry milk in the other. Seemed heâd taken the time to stop at a vending machine.
But you donât care. Breathing out a sigh of reliefâgratitude on your lips as you leap over to him. âThank youââÂ
You eagerly accept the skirtâputting it on just as quickly.
He leans back against the door again, sipping his carton while watching you fall still with dismay. Humored at the pout that takes your lips as you look up at him with those pitiful doe-eyes.
âThis is too shortâŠâ
He hides his smile with a tilt of his head. âOh?â He grabs his jaw and pretends to assess your bottom half with focus. âHmm⊠turn around, lemme see.â
You listen trustinglyâas though you actually believe he cares. It almost makes him laugh out loud at how fucking gullible you are. But he keeps his act tight. Humming at the sight of the skirt only barely covering the crease of your cute ass.
âYouâre rightâsomethingâs off.â He admits.Â
You look back at him just in time to see his smirk before he grabs you.Â
Keeping you still with an arm wrapped around your waist, he tips you over and grabs your pantiesâpulling them despite your body's protests as you wiggle in his hold. You cry as the fabric wedges up between your asscheeks, kicking your legs behind you until feeling it rip.
âThere you goâŠâ He coos while letting go of you, twirling the torn string in his hand. âNow it fits perfectly.â
He chuckles at the pretty tears clumped upon your lashes as you look at him with your lip tucked between your teeth until you finally get the grit to say whatâs on the tip of your tongue.
âYouâre an asshole.â
He sneers with a smile and bags your panties in his pocketâthen turns around and opens the door. Leaving you worse off than before.
âNever said otherwise, buttercup.â
BNHA â Bakugou, Dabi, Shigaraki, Hawks, Shinso, Kirishima
JJK â Sukuna, Geto, Gojo, Toji
DS â Akaza, Sanemi
HQ â Kuro, Miya twins
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sick love pt2
spencer reid x fem! reader
pt1!!
summary;
after catching your best friend spencer in a compromised situation, the two of you leave behind the âfriendâ status to become a couple. if only you knew there was much more under the surfaceâŠ
cw;
really perv!spencer, dark themes, somnophilia, breeding kink, daddy kink, praise kink, praising, degradation, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, squiring, oral sex (f & m receiving), dom spencer, p in v sex, double penetration, use of toys, unprotected sex, edging, slapping, orgasm denial, cum eating, cream pie, masturbation (m & f), voyeurism, dacryphilia, dirty talking, hair pulling, knife kink (mentioned), blood⊠MINORS DNI OR IâLL COME FOR YOU!
If Spencer was absolutely and sickly obsessed with youâŠ, it sure wasnât the worse it could get.
His mind was in haze since the first time he made you his. I had been before, but now? It was just fog all over his brain, a fog under your name.
He could only think about you, dream about you, talk about you⊠It was all you.
And now that you were his, his whole heart seemed to have been ripped out of his chest. He would love to make a necklace out of it for you, so you and anyone who would try and approach you would know that he was as much yours as you were his.
But because he could not do that, he had made his personal mission to found other ways to do the same with no⊠Hanging hearts. So he had to conform with just marking you everywhere. Hickeys on your neck and chest, fingertip bruises on your thighs and hips, bites on your shoulders⊠Heâll put them everywhere and do them anywhere too, whenever and wherever he had a chance.
At first, he thought that youâd be scared by his possessiveness, but you surprised him yet once again when youâd just let him, loving his lips and marks on your skin as much as he did. Heâd drag you to the closest empty classroom in free period just to pin you against the wall and attack your neck in mouth open wet kisses that had you rocking your hips against the leg that he had pushed in between your own, his cold fingertips against the warm skin of your thighs and ass, squeezing . âLooking so pretty today, baby.â heâd say, his breath against the wet of your skin making you shiver. âFuck, I love it when you wear this little skirts of yours, got me all hard on my pants.â youâd moan when his hand would leave your skin just to fell harshly against it in a spank. âLove to see all those fuckers watching you, drooling over you yet still unable to get closer to you because they know youâre all mine...â his mouth was intoxicating, his tongue inside your mouth making your eyes roll and pussy throb. âWear anything you want baby, anything you want.â heâd whisper, his fingertips trailing along your lower stomach just to bump against the hem of your panties and snuck under them, rolling your clit and making your head fall backwards and against the wall he had pinned you to. âIâll make sure to mark you all up and pretty for them to know that they will never have what they so want.â and then, heâd choke you to stay quiet as heâd eat you out on top of the teacherâs table, sneaking your wet panties in his back pocket for him to fuck his fist later.
His obsession enhanced. Now that you were a couple, he didnât have to hold it in anymore âat least that muchâŠâ. Heâd sneak in your bedroom in the middle of the night to wake you up with his cock deep inside of you. Youâd end up crying on his bare chest as he would fuck you dumb, filling you up with his cum for hours on end and using you as he would use his toy. Then, heâd stay inside, keeping his cock warm and your pussy full for the rest of the night. Heâd even use the soft spot you had on him to make you sit on it in your stupid study dates, while napping, watching filmsâŠ, saying that he wouldnât concentrate if you didnât.
He was a sucker for you, always tying up your shoes when the laces would come undone âtaking the chance to stare at your clothed pussyâ, braiding your hair for you âso he could get a sniff of your sweet shampooâ, putting on your makeup first thing in the morning when you were still half asleep âwhen he could steal some chapsticks for him to use and taste when heâd miss youâ and softly taking it off for you when night time came⊠âsometimes heâd make you cry it out, fucking it out of youâ. Anything he could do for you he would do, that and more.
He would often find himself in your room after telling you that he had to take a quick trip to the bathroom, looking for some new panties and little trinkets for his sweet collection and to touch himself buried in your sheets. Heâd dry hump your pillow too, leaving it damp in cum for it to dry. The thought of you sleeping on it that night would have him whimpering in his own bedroom, fucking his fleshlight while watching a bad porn in where the girlâs moans sounded like your own, groans falling from his broken and bleeding lips, for constantly biting down on them. âOh god, baby, so good⊠shit, you like that? Shit, just like that, fuck, you drive me insaneâŠâ
His photo collection had grown⊠Really grown. His favorite new acquisitions were the ones in which he had captured your perfectly used cunt, âhis cum dripping out of it and onto your pink sheetsâ or the ones in which he could see his cock thrusting in your pussy, drool dripping down your chin, since his fingers where down your throat, and chest, neck and tits full of his marks. âYeah, baby. Look at me. Just like that. Stuck your tongue out for me.â
He could not imagine himself nor his cock being away from you for even just a day. And who is it that you want to trick? You couldnât either. Not when he sounded so fucking pretty every time you rode him, his usually soft groans becoming loud whimpers and moans, hips thrusting upwards in seek of more. âFuck, ah, ah baby, please, please baby harder. Just like that, fuck, yes yes, shit, I love you. Love you so much⊠Iâd do anything for you, baby, fuck, anything. Just let me stay like this, fuck! Iâm gonna cum baby, fuck, fuck, fuckâŠâ
Something he loved to do every chance he could get was taste you after cheer practice âsomething youâve decided try as of late, and Spencer was all for itâ. You had whined about it, saying that you were all sweaty and disgusting and that it wouldnât taste good, but he wasnât having it. He had been watching you turn, jump and shake your hips for almost two hours in that fucking little cheer skirt that actually drove him crazy. And he had to say that the splits that youâd do every now and then really didnât help the tent in between his thighs. So, after your head leader had announced the end of the session, youâd find yourself holding for dear life to his hair as he kneeled in front of you, pulling up one of your legs for it to rest on his shoulder as his tongue leaped at your soaked pussy, eating you out against the lockers of the girlsâ changing room. The scent was stronger after your night practices. The taste? Mind blowing. Additionally, you had to admit that the shower sex after that was enough to make you fall asleep on your way back home. Not that he found it a problem, he loved to carry you to his bed just to kiss your forehead and hug you tighter in your slumber. Watching you sleep would get him so hard that he couldnât help himself by dry humping against your ass, hands on your tits as he kissed your neck. He loved it when you would yell at him the morning after about the new hickeys all over your skin âsince he always seemed to push it too far those nightsâ, but he wouldnât care less, not when your tits bounced like that and your pretty lips called his name over and over again. At the end of the day, heâd have you screaming his name in another type of scenario, and you wouldnât be that pissed about love bites on your neck.
He also loved to tease you. Pushing your panties aside and fucking you with his fingers while in a gathering with your best friends. Your squirming and tries to not show having him rocking against your ass. Sometimes heâd even drop something under the dinerâs table where youâd be eating together to get a taste of your dripping juices, making you almost cum in the spot. Or those movie nights with your group, where heâd have you crying in the nook of his shoulder due to the amount of times he had already made you cum with his fingers, deliciously overstimulating you. âIs she okay?â Youâd hear one of your friends ask, and Spencer would just say that you were too sensitive or too scared depending on what type of movie yâall were watching that night.
The best sex came later, when you would follow him to the bathroom and he would fuck you so harsh your cheek would end up pressed against the sink mirror, fingers down your throat to make you shut up, since your cries were so loud it almost got the two of you caught⊠Not that heâd care, just the thought of someone stepping in to him fucking you senseless had him filling your cunt in cum⊠Cum that heâd push inside with his fingers as he pushed your panties back up for it to stay there.
âBe a good girl and Iâll eat it out of you once we are alone, hm?â and he actually would, making you come two more times with just his tongue, leaving you clean.
Something he had started to look into was a little bit moreâŠ, darker. He had feared himself when the thought of you bleeding with his initials carved on your skin almost made him faint. Just thinking about you completely to his mercy, all tied up and open for him unable to move, got him unable to sleep for almost a week. He could almost hear your pleads and cries as he fucked into you with already a little vibrator bullet inside.
But the dream you both where living in had to end someday. He just wished it never had to.
That night, the two of you were returning from a day on the pool with your group, your hair still wet since you had been begging him to stay for a little longer, having to pull you out of the water when the sun had gone down and you were shivering, fingers all wrinkled due to just how many hours you had spent in there. The skin of your cheeks, chest and shoulders was sun kissed, flushed even if Spencer had made sure that you had sunscreen applied every hour. âWoah! Careful babe.â he smiled when you had slipped against wooden tiles, giggles leaving your lips when his warm arms pressed you against his bare chest to avoid you falling and hurting yourself.
âSorry, I guess I canât help falling for you, Reid.â he chuckled, your burning skin against his colder one making him slightly dizzy, his dick throbbing inside his blue short jeans when your nails scratched his chest, doe eyes looking up at him as you bit your bottom lip.
âThatâs my line, baby.â he muttered, leaning in âtill your breaths met, lips brushing and hips pressing against each other. You moaned when his tongue pushed inside your mouth in a hot yet lazy kiss, the hands on your hips sliding down, to your ass, where his fingers hardly dug, squeezing and pressing you against his hardening cock.
The temperature of the room quickly changed, gasps filling the air with every new kiss that you shared, his fingers tugging on the towel that surrounded you and getting it to fall to your feet. You let out a chuckle that quickly tuned into a moan when his mouth latched to your neck, bitting down hard on the flesh and leaving marks. âSpencerâŠâ you called out for him, hearing him hum against your skin as one of his legs pushed in between your thighs. âWe need to shower.â
âIâll clean you up baby.â your cheeks flushed when his tongue made a long strip up your neck and towards your ear. âYou know Iâm good at that.â and you knew what he meant, but you still wouldnât give in, hearing him groan when you pulled him away from your neck by his hair. âBabyâŠâ his lips tried and go back to yours, but you shook your head.
âI need to go wash up.â his hands pulled on your hips to keep you closer.
âI could wash up with you.â he suggested and you chuckled, shaking your head, to what he whined, almost in pain to have to be away from you for⊠10 minutes.
âIâll be back.â you promised, giving him a little peck on the lips, leaning on his ear so only he could listen to what you whispered. âKeep this warm for me, alright?â he whimpered when one of your hands came down to the crotch of his jeans, giving a light squeeze to his hard dick, quickly leaving downstairs and scaping his hands.
Normally, Spencer was pretty patient. Hell, he had been patient with you for years on end, hoping for the day that he got to finally fuck you. But there was something about you after that first taste that had him all hot and bothered. You were like a drug. Heâd always want more and more after each overdose. He couldnât help it, you were all he had ever dreamed of. Thatâs why he found himself silently sneaking up stairs and straight to his room âwhich was connected to his private bathroom, where you had eventually brought little bottles of your own shampoos and conditioners for this little occasions where you had to shower at his houseâ. He had hoped to catch you stripping, maybe even looking for some of his clothes to change into, but never in a thousand years he had imagined thisâŠ
You were frozen, completely frozen. Standing in the middle of his room and beside his desk, whichâs last drawer was fully open and exposed. He felt his blood run cold. That was supposed to be locked. You werenât supposed to see what was inside, werenât supposed to be eyeing his little collection of your naked pictures nor porn magazines with your face glued on top of the modelâs. You had seen it all. All the little trinkets he has stolen from youâŠ, all the panties that had misteriously disappeared from your drawers, the new and untouched toys he had bought in hopes to someday using in you: mouth gags, dildos, vibratos, handcuffsâŠEverything.
âBabyâŠâ he stuttered, your eyes still fixated on the little polaroids and sticky pages of the magazine. It hadnât been long since the last time he had masturbated to them. Maybe thatâs why in a little slip he had forgotten to lock the drawer, the magazine sticking out far enough to catch your attention and leaving you out of words when youâd found his little dirty secret. âShit.â You had even found his fucking diary, in which he described the dirty things he dreamed of you, that heâd love to do to you⊠Fucking hell.
He didnât know what to say to not seem like the creep he was. He had fucked up big time. And now you were going to leave him, you were going to probably call the police and get him in jail with a little restraining order as a welcome gift. âIâm sorry, Iâm so sorry, fuck, you werenât supposed to see any of this, you werenât supposed toâŠâ he was trailing off as his feet quickly approached you, trying so hard not to cry that his heart fell to the pit of his stomach when a little whimper came out of your rosy and fully lips. His eyes widened when he saw the look on your face and state you were in: half-lided and glossy eyes looking up at him, cheeks and ears fully blushed and thighs squeezing and pushing flush against each other. You were supposed to feel disgusted, terrified. And yet there you were, wetter and needier than ever. âLook at me.â the low of his voice almost made you cum, walls clenching and breath hitching.
âSpencerâŠâ you whined when his thumb and index finger harshly took your chin, making your head turn towards him. Your voice was a mere whisper, but it still had his dick jumping in his jeans and blood rushing to his head.
âLook at me.â he repeated, this time taking his time with every word to make sure you heard the warning on them. It was not a plead, it was an order. You gasped when your eyes met his, completely fucked out of your brain and feeling dizzy, Spencer made you feel dizzy, the words on his diary had. It was just so much need in them, so many promises of tears and pleasure⊠His eyes were just two black holes, pupils blown and breathing slow. âLook at you.â he chuckled, unable to believe any of this. You whimpered when his hand left your chin to grip your neck, pulling you against his bare chest and caging you against the wall on your back. You were boiling up, almost evaporating when his lips brushed against the conch of your ear. âDid my little secret turn you on, baby? Did that little pussy of yours got all wet while reading my diary?â you moaned when his leg pressed in between your thighs, he could feel the heat of your core against his bare thigh. âAw of course you did, you love it, donât you? Love to know just how much I crave you. How much I want to hurt you and make you cry on my cock. Make you bleed⊠Fuck you all up and pretty for me until youâre nothing more than a hole for me to fuck into, hm?â you nodded, your head falling backwards in a whimper when he pushed upwards and against your clit, making you rut on him. His lips were all over your neck, sucking on that sensitive spot that got you begging him for more. âIs that what you want, baby? Want me to fill you up on my cum? Use you? Cut you?â
âFuck, Spencer, yessyesyes please, anything you want. Anything.â he groaned against the skin of your shoulder, biting hard enough for blood to flow in his mouth. It hurt, badly, but it only made you crave him more. Crave it more. Your hands tangled on his air, his half-lidded eyes on yours, which were fixated on his crimson stained lips.
âWhat is it baby? Want a taste?â he leaned in, a smirk on his face. You whined at his teasing, pushing him against you when his lips brushed against yours, still not giving in. He clicked his tongue, the hand on your neck pining you harshly against the wall, making your head bump slightly against it. âIf you want something⊠You just need to ask.â your back arched when his free hand snuck down to your chest, tugging on your upper part of your bikini, making your tits pop out. You gasped at his harsh grip on one of them.
âPlease Spencer, kiss me, kiss meâŠâ you craved it so bad it hurt.
âPoor thing. Why donât you open your mouth for me, hm?â you didnât wait to follow his words, moaning when his tongue entered your mouth, the metallic taste of your blood making your eyes roll to the back of your head, hips stuttering as you dry humped his thigh. He kissed you to the verge of tears. It felt so good, the taste of your blood on his mouth, his right hand on your neck and his left leaving your nipples to slowly stumble down your stomach and slip inside the bottoms of your bikini, which laces he quickly unmade, throwing the piece of clothing aside. Your mouth fell open in a cry when his fingers bumped against your clit, a harsh slap being given to your cunt when his name fell from your lips. Your hips buckled against his hand, the sting bringing new tears to your eyes. âBe good baby, you know thatâs not my name, is it?â you shook your head.
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry daddyâŠâ a smirk tugged on his lips, and he rewarded you with his fingertips back on that sensitive spot, when your mouth fell open in a whimper taking the chance and spitting inside of it.
âNow swallow.â you gratefully did, gasping for air when the hand on your neck pushed in your mouth, fingers making you whimper. âWhat a beautiful mouth you haveâŠâ you moaned when he thrusted his fingers in your throat. And you took it, tongue swirling and sucking on them as you rocked your hips against his fingers and thigh. âYet no one has yet showed you how to properly use it.â you felt like crying when he took a step back, leaving you squirming and in need of his touch, which came back, harshly than ever to make you sink to your knees, fingers in between your locks. âYou know your safe word, right?â you nodded as you heard the ruffling of his jeans and underwear, zipper and button unbuckled leading the denim to fall and pool around his ankles, his soaked underwear came shortly after. âGood⊠If itâs too much just let me know, okay sweetheart?â You moaned affirmatively when the tip of his cock pressed against your cheek, precum staining the curve of your lips when he outlined them. âOpen.â he didnât have to ask twice, lips parting ready to receive him in your mouth, which was watering at the thought of choking on his cock, of swallowing his cum. He cursed when you kitten licked his tip, the salty of the white beads on his slit making your eyes roll to the back of your head and your hands eagerly push his hips closer, head leaning in to completely take him, just to whimper when he tugged harder on your hair, not letting you get any closer. âSuch a fucking slut hungry for cock.â he chuckled, loving just how needy you looked to have him in your mouth. âI bet thatâs what youâve always wanted, isnât that right? Want me to fuck that little and tight throat of yours, hm?â you nodded, a âyes, please daddy, want your cock so badâŠâ, leaving your lips, what made him click his tongue, tip pressing against your wet tongue when you pushed it out of your mouth. âThen fucking take it.â you were gagging when he thrusted inside your mouth, the hand in your hair pushing you against his dick so he could reach the back part of your throat, nose buried in his pubic hair as your nails dug on his thighs. âWhat is it, baby? Isnât this what you wanted?â you whimpered when he pulled out just to ram back in, picking up a pace that had you short on air. But the feeling of his big cock fucking your mouth had you only begging for more of that harsh treatment, making you impossibly wet. You were crying due to the constant chocking and gagging, tears running down your cheeks as you took him in your mouth. âAw, you crying?â the sight of your tears only made him buck his hips harder and faster against your face. âI couldnât care less.â you moaned around his cock, feeling it twitching in your mouth every time you deep throated him. âYeah, baby, fuck, take my cock, shit, just like that⊠What a dirty girlâŠâ one of the hands that stood on his thighs travelled down in between your legs, fingers circling your clit in search of a release that you so desperately wanted. âAre you touching yourself?â you nod around his cock, a whimper leaving your lips when his tip hit the back of your throat after giving you a harsh slap. âSuch a desperate little bitch⊠Who told you you could make yourself cum, huh?â his dick came out of your mouth and you gasped for air, which didnât actually last long since there was already a hand around your neck as he kneeled with you.
âIâm sorryâ Iâm sorry daddy!â you quickly apologized, taking your hand away from your soaking pussy.
âYeah, youâll be.â next thing you knew? Your back was making impact with his bedsheets, getting a moan out of your lips when his body pressed against yours, lips latched to your neck.
âFuck!â you screamed when two of his fingers harshly pushed inside of you, fucking you as he sucked on your nipples, fully erect.
âIs this what you wanted, hm? Tell me baby, is this what you wanted? My fingers fucking your brains out and making you cum? Iâm sure you do, you dirty whoreâŠâ you thighs trembled when he hit that sweet spot in your gummy walls, thumb circling your clit.
Tears rolled down your cheeks as you nodded, unable to talk, unable to fucking open your mouth. All you could focus on was on Spencer, on his pretty fingers fucking in and out of you, of his teeth on your tits, on his cock fully pressed against one of your thighs, leaking and ready to cum.
âFuck Spencer, i-iâm gonna cum, iâm gonnaâŠâ and as your walls clenched, you cried out when he left you with nothing. Making your high never reach its peak as he pulled his fingers out of you. Your whole body was trembling due to the denial of your orgasm, hands quickly reaching out for him, but he pressed them against the duvet, finger digging in your wrists. âPlease, Spencer, daddy, shit, I was so closeâŠâ
âI didnât say you could come yet, sweetheart. Only good girls get to cum.â oh, he was playing you. You knew this was his little vengeance for that day you had caught him touching himself. His eyes shone with lust when you whimpered due to the spank his hand gave to your soaked cunt. âLook at that. You really want it, hm? So needy for cockâŠâ your back arched when his thumb was back to your clit, toying with the little nub enough to edge you but not to make you cum. He relished in the little pleads that left your lips. âPlease daddy, ah let me cum, please? Iâll doâ Iâll do anything, anything. Spencer, shit, pleaseâŠâ âAnything?â you nodded, too lost in that sickening pleasure your body succumbed to to even notice the subtle change in his gaze. âOkay, then donât regret it laterâŠâ
And then he was gone, leaving you completely alone in his bed as he stood up, looking for something before he would come back to you. Your half-lided eyes could get a glance of what he was holding in between his wet fingers: a dildo.
You moaned when his lips found yours, teeth clashing and tongues brushing each other as he sucked on your bottom lip. âIf youâre so desperateâŠ, why donât you show me how much you want it?â he said once he had pulled away, tongue outlining his swollen lips as his hand âthe one that hold the toyâ rose up to your eyes, you whined when you understood what he was doing; swapping places.
âSpencerâŠâ you whimpered, your cries being shut out when one of his hands cupped your face, making your lips pout out a little bit, brushing against his own.
âCome on, you said youâd do anything.â he was smirking when his thumbed pressed against your bottom lip, dragging it backwards and then sticking it in your mouth. âGood girls get to cum, and maybe, if you put up a good show for me⊠Iâll fuck your just how you need it, hm?â he clicked his tongue when you nodded, tongue swirling around his finger. âThen go ahead, let me see you use the toy, sweetheart.â
He leaned backwards, letting you have your own space as he handed you the dildo. It was heavy in your hands, and pink, with just the perfect girth and length âthereâs no need to say that Spencerâs cock was bigger in both ways, and much more beautifulâŠâ with even veins on its sides.
His eyes never left you as you neared it to your gushing cunt, letting your soaked lips surround it to lube it up. You sighed at the feeling of its tip pushing against your clit, using its head to tease yourself up and down, sometimes slightly pushing around your hole. âYeah, thatâs right. Touch yourself for me⊠Thatâs a good girl.â you moaned as you saw his fist hold his hard cock, sliding up and down, slowly, as he observed you. It only made you want him more. Your back arched as you slowly pushed it inside you, eyes falling shut when you felt the burning stretch, gasping for air when you finally bottomed out with a raspy moan. He had fucked your throat for good. âFuck, baby, just like that⊠So pretty.â his praising made your walls clench around the silicone as you slowly started to fuck yourself with it. âLook at youâŠâ he chuckled when you started to pick up pace. âNeedy, honey?â your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you hit that hidden spot, your teeth biting down on your bottom lip when a scream tried to leave your chest. âDonât silence yourself, baby. Let me hear you.â his hand matched your pace, a groan leaving his lips at the sight of the toy disappearing in between your sticky folds.
âSpencer, fuck, please, need you so bad, need your cock Spencer, shit, right there, ah!â
âFuck, youâre such a fucking slutâŠâ he moaned, getting on top of your body once again, hand meeting yours at the base of the toy to harshly push it inside of you, making you scream. âYou like that, hm? Like fucking yourself while I watch, yeah? Fucking whore, you love the attention, donât you?â you were a babbling mess, drooling all over the sheets as the tip of the toy mercilessly pushed against your g spot, making you see stars behind your close eyes. âYou want my cock, hm? Want my cock, sweetheart?â
âYes please, Spencer, pleasepleaseplease, fuck me pleaseâŠâ your hips were bucking against his hand, begging for more. You were burning up, craving him in ways youâve never craved anyone before. Craving for him to use you, destroy you. You moaned when the top of his leaking cock pressed against your clit, making your head spin as he continued to pound inside of you with the dildo. âThen take it, take my cock, baby.â your eyes widened when you felt him push against your hole, still filled up by the toy. You hands quickly tried and push on his chest, but you moaned when his tip went in, tears pricking at your eyes when you felt him start to push inside of you. You were so painfully full and stretched that your nails dug on his shoulder, making him moan against your neck. âFuck. So tight. Shit.â you were sobbing by the time he was halfway in, where he stopped momentarily to let you breath. âShhh, itâs okay baby, itâs okay, you can do it.â he was hushing you, his hands on your cheeks as he kissed the tears away. âYou want me to stop? Just say the word baby, just say the word and I willâŠâ his eyes were sweet âalthough lust glossed themâ when he stared at you, promise on the hazel of his irises. You knew he would do it, that he would shut everything down and forget all about this. But you wanted it. Wanted it as badly as him. Craved it even. So you simply shook your head, giving him the green flag to continue. âFuck, I love you.â he said, kissing your lips. âI love you so muchâŠâ you both moaned in each otherâs mouth as his hips pushed further, slowly bottoming out and gasping when he was completely in. âWhat a good girlâŠâ you were crying on his hands as he praised you, trying to breath through your nose and get the slightest used to the filling of not just one, but two cocks inside of you. âSo tight for me.â your back arched when he started to move. It was slow at first, trying to get you accustomed to the feeling while making your mind drift off from the pain to the stimulation of your clit and nipples âwhich he sucked and bit down ontoâ.
âShit, SpencerâŠâ he smirked when your frown smoothed out, mouth falling open when he hit your g spot, legs surrounding his hips and fingers digging in his messy and silky hair. âJust like that, donât stop, pleaseâŠâ
âLook at you⊠You love the feeling of two cocks inside you, donât you? Filling you up so good you canât even breath, hm? What a whoreâŠâ you moaned, exposing your neck to his lips. âCanât get enough with just one so you must have two. So greedyâŠâ
âSpencer!â you screamed when his thrust became harder, relentless and merciless, hands tugging on your nipples.
âDo you feel it baby? Feel your pussy all stretched out for me?â he almost came in the spot when his eyes connected with the bulge on your stomach. âFuck, look at that. So full of meâŠâ you didnât mean to, but you were cumming all over his cock and the toy when his fingers pushed against it, making a scream rip out your throat as your walls clenched around him, making him groan. Everything was white and the world went absolutely quiet as you dissolved in his arms, unable to even breath at the intensity of your orgasm. âShit, that was so fucking hotâŠâ his hips stuttered when your walls fluttered around him. âDonât clench on me that hard baby, feels like you are trying to milk my cock dryâŠâ he chuckled just to curse moments after.
You were drooling on your shoulder as he thrusted inside of you. You were feeling so good by having that goddamn dildo inside of you that he felt that tightening feeling of jealousy string around his heart. âFuck this.â he wanted you all for himself. Wanted to fuck you all by himself âtill you couldnât even remember you own fucking name.
You whined when he pulled out of you the toy, your walls quickly molding to his size just how he liked it. Still so fucking tight. You felt loss at the little emptiness that the toy left behind, but it quickly got pushed outside of your mind when Spencer started to fuck your brains out of you, hands on your hips as he slightly sat up, bringing you down on his cock with each new thrust. âSpencer, ah, shit, so goodâŠ, fuck, daddy, more!â he moaned when he felt your walls clench around him, the muscles below the skin of his arms flexing as he pushed you harshly down his dick, making the tip torture that spot that always made you cum in a matter of seconds. âFuck, Iâm gonnaâ Iâm gonnaâŠâ
âGo ahead baby, cum all over my cock. Want to see it drip down your thighs.â he said, changing positions so one of his hands would be free to circle your clit.
âShit, Spencer, fuck Iâm coming!â you screamed when you felt your climax wash over you, making your body go rigid just to go limp after a couple of seconds.
Spencer continued to fuck you through it, cursing at the tightness of your soaked and swollen cunt. Fuck, he couldnât stop. He couldnât get enough.
âSpencer, âs tooâ too much, fuck, Iâm gonna cum again!â new tears travelled down your cheeks at the constant stimulation, fingers never stoping overstimulating your clit and dick harshly fucking into you, your nails dug on his back, drawing blood as you gushed all over his cock, squirting so hard you dampened your thighs and the sheets below you. âS-Spencer, s-stopâŠâ you were crying so hard, unable to stop squirting at his constant fucking, unable to form an actual goddamn sentence, babbling in between sobs.
âFuck, fuck, fuckâŠâ Spencer couldnât stop his hips, fucking you so good you swore you were fucking dying. The feeling of your pussy around him was like stepping in heaven, the dirty wet sounds of his cock pounding into you and the splashing of your juices making him lose his mind. âIâm gonna cum, shit!â he moaned when he spilled inside your abused walls, making your eyes roll to the back of your head, whimpering at the sticky and warm feeling. âFuck, baby, so goodâŠâ he muttered against your neck as he fucked himself down his climax, hips stopping while he was still buried deep inside of you and arms failing to keep him up right, making him fall on top of you.
The two of you tried to pace out your breathing, you moaning when little pecks were given to your neck, chest and shoulder before his lips found yours, tongue entering your mouth in a lazy kiss. You fingers lazed on his locks, pulling and playing with his hair as his teeth slightly bit down on your jaw, and then your neck, and your collarbones, and your chest, andâŠ
You hissed when he pulled out of you, cum dripping and meeting your juices on the sheets as his lips trailed down your stomach.
âHurts?â he questioned, to what you nodded, making a slow smirk appear on his face. âWant me to kiss it better?â you let out a little gasp when he nibbled on your hip bone, lips extremely close to your heat.
He took the tugging on his hair as a âyesâ, positioning himself better and raising your legs up on his shoulders as he left open mouth kisses on your inner thighs, little sighs leaving your lips as he neared closed and closer⊠âPoor baby, fucked so good itâs all sore and swollen now.â You moaned when he finally got lost in between your thighs, humming at the taste of the two of you dripping out of your cunt. Your head felt backwards as you gave into the pleasure, into his lips, into his name and fingers.
Into his sick love. Into Spencer Reid.
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hello! I dont know if your taking requests, feel free to ignore this if you dont. Pussydrunk!simon x cockdrunk!fem reader
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Okay so yes, we are doing this. Like how the hell could I not?
Can you imagine that big hulking Simon out of his gd mind at the feeling of you wrapped around him, body basically vibrating with pleasure from the overstimulation? He's practically drooling, mind absolutely numb as every single fiber of his being is focused on the feeling of your tight little pussy and how fucking good it feels to be buried in it. There's no way he isn't mesmerized by how good it looks at the point where it disappears inside you; he's gonna be pulling back every chance he can get just to watch it slip in and out.
And of course you are no better. You're at the point that he barely has to thrust and you are falling apart at the seems with an ache so fierce you feel like you are about to combust. Every single nerve ending in and around your cunt is screaming with sensitivity as that fucking massive cock of his is being shoved as far back as he can shove it, making your eyes roll back and you mouth hang open.
I can see this being a long fucking session, probably after a him returning from a mission that was quite a few months. We are talking a couple hours, multiple positions, never pulling out of you longer than it takes to move you around or flip you over. He keeps slowing the pace down before you two can come, edging and edging and edging so that neither of you can fucking see straight.
You want to come, but fuck does it feel good to just be full of him, grinding hips together. Sheets are gonna be ruined, thighs covered in juices, bodies speckled with sweat. And if you think he's gonna be finished once you come, you are dead wrong. You are going to be RUINED.
Give me a little bit cause I am going to make this a full thing. I NEED it to be a full oneshot cause I'm already breathing heavy just from my description of it.
Get ready...
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PAIRING. pervert!nerd!haechan, pervert!nerd!jaemin x popular!fem!reader GENRE. smut, slight fluff CONTENTS. explicit smut (kissing, fingering, oral (receiving), titfucking, breast play, lots of drool and spit, overstimulation, snowballing, dirty talk, rimming, anal play, missionary, riding, mating press, breeding/creampies) WORD COUNT. 8.7k; teaser wc: 525 words SUMMARY. when your professor pairs you with the two smartest students in your class for a group project, you find yourself making an interesting deal with them. or, alternatively: the one where you have to help two nerds learn to get girls so you can pass your class. PLAYLIST. n/a NOTES. remember when i said i was up to something with these two? this is it! the full fic is already posted on my patreon here, and iâll be posting it in full to tumblr on september 30th!
âYou donât get itâwe need to be fuckable!â Haechan stresses, and you roll your eyes in exasperation.
âHaechan, youâre already fuckable.â you explain calmly, and he opens his mouth in preparation for some witty remark, but after processing your words, his eyes widen and his mouth hangs open uselessly, his accusingly pointed finger now pointing meekly at the floor at an angle.Â
âIâSoâso you would fuck us?â he stammers, and you nod slowly, looking from him to Jaemin.
âWhy do you think I let you get away with your numerous dorm violations?â you snort in amusement, and he blinks hard.
âI thought you just took pity on us, yâknow? Like you had a soft spot for nerds or something.â
âI donât have a soft spot for nerds.â you answer. âI have a soft spot for hot nerds, though.â
His mouth opens and closes pathetically as his normally quick-witted brain scrambles to process the information youâve just presented to him. Jaemin is quicker to act, sitting forward so suddenly the move could be considered as predatory, and youâre not sure if itâs the lighting reflecting off of his glasses or what, but there is most definitely a glint in his eye as he regards you, his lips gradually stretching into a toothy grin.
âSo you let us get away with stuff? Because you like us? Like what?â he questions, and you tilt your head to the side as you think.Â
âYour candles, for starters. Haechanâs tapestry, your many many noise complaints from your neighbors when you two get too heated as youâre gaming,â you start to list off on your fingers, and you cross one leg over the other, not missing the way both of their eyes shift to your newly exposed skin and howâŠÂ hungry they look. âThe way youââ you point at Haechan, âalways try to get away with looking up my skirt.â
Haechanâs face flushes a pretty shade of red, and you smile, amused, as he scrambles to defend himself. Before he can, you hold up a hand to silence him.Â
âHaechan?â
âYes?â he replies meekly.
âIf I minded, I would have said something by now. I certainly wouldnât have kept wearing skirts and accidentally flashing you.âÂ
His eyes roll back into his head with a whimper and he nods in understanding.Â
âAnd youââ you round on Jaemin, whoâs still perched like a lion about to pounce, and the male just smiles wider, tilting his head to the side curiously.
âWhat about me?â
âYou probably think youâre slick with the little lingering touches on my back and waist when youâre âtrying to get by,â but I only let you do that because I like it.â
His grin widens more than you even thought possible, the glint in his eye now unmistakable. âOh, yeah? Where else do you like being touched?â
âI mean,â you hum, uncrossing your thighs and smiling as both of their gazes hone in on the space between your legs, âI could tell you, but I think youâd rather have me show you.â
âI have a better idea,â Jaemin murmurs, moving towards you slowly. âHow about you let us find out?â
reminder that the full fic is already posted on my patreon if you don't want to wait!
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MY EYES ONLY
đ©đđąđ«đąđ§đ : dom!chris x fem!reader
đŹđźđŠđŠđđ«đČ: a look into chrisâs my eyes onlyâŠ
đ°đđ«đ§đąđ§đ đŹ: PURE FILTH, p in v, unprotected sex (nuh uh!), swearing, choking, stomach bulge, oral (female & male receiving), praising, degradation, daddy kink, jealousy, squirting, spanking, possessiveness, overstimulation, dumbification, cream pie, semi-public, ROUGH
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đđźđđĄđšđ«'đŹ đ§đšđđ: sorry for all the chris stuff lately iâm just so down bad for him but matt will make an appearance (hopefully) soon!
also⊠the last one will be turned into a ficđ
mattress digging deeper into your back every second, the hand around your throat only tightens. your small palm doesnât even fit fully around his wrist. moans and pleas of âdonât stop!â arenât the only sounds echoing off the walls. the headboard bangs rapidly against the wall, a chuckle coming from chris every so often at your fucked-out state.
you two were extra horny this day, it seems, and of course, you had to take advantage of it. the video is taken from your drooling mouth down to the bulge in your stomach, chris quite literally balls deep inside of you. tits bouncing at the rapid pace heâs going, your nails dig deeper into his flesh. âyes! yes! yes!â you scream like a mantra, cum then coating his dick.
ââșââ ⊠ââșââ
to him, his finger slipped and âaccidentallyâ pressed the post button. it starts casually with the desktop displaying fortnite, then he flips the camera to his face. a smug look is plastered on it before the camera flips again.
this time, itâs of you â under the desk with your boyfriendâs cock stuffed in your mouth. his other hand is wrapped around your locks in a makeshift ponytail, controlling the way you bob your head at a decent rhythm. all you have to do is sit there and take it.
looking at the camera with tears threatening to spill from your eyes, you smile, spit dribbling from the sides of your lips. he pushes your head down further to where the tip of your nose touches his pelvis, a gulp and gag going through his headphones before his face comes into view one last time. chris smiles smugly, with a caption that reads: weâre live! come hang out :)
ââșââ ⊠ââșââ
legs draped over his shoulders, your fingers massage lightly at the brunette between your plush thighs. the phone is propped up on the nightstand to make sure your entire body is in view. his tongue laps agonizingly slow on your puffy cunt, but it feels so good.
youâve been a good girl all week; no attitude, no talking back, good manners, etc. you were in for a reward. this is your reward. he wants to eat you out like no other. until you see stars and thatâs it.
soft moans fill the air, eyes fluttering closed and your mind blank. just how chris likes it.
growing closer to your high, you get impatient before rutting your hips forward, your moans growing louder. he hums disapprovingly, leaving your dripping hole empty. âno need to get naughty now, baby. i thought you were a good girl for me?â
âi am.â you whimper. âiâm sorry, daddy.â
thrusting his hips subconsciously into the mattress because of the nickname, he delves back in to suck on your clit. that alone washes the first of many orgasms through you. you end up passing out at the end.
ââșââ ⊠ââșââ
an argument sparked this beauty, which is also chrisâs personal favorite. for context, you guys argued over something stupid before going to a party. because youâre so petty, you decided to purposely talk with a random guy at the function to get chrisâs blood boiling. giving him those âfuck meâ eyes from across the room.
before you knew it, you were holding on for dear life on a pillow in a random bedroom he dragged you into. the velvet dress youâre wearing is bunched above your ass, and your panties are ripped in half and thrown to the floor. crying out apologies into the blanket is no use, skin stinging with his handprint on it. the video is hard to make out because of how fast the phone is shaking in his hand.
âfucking brat.â he spanks you again, a sob leaving your throat. âyou think he can fuck you stupid like this? huh?â
his hand makes contact at least three more times during that sentence, and your body shakes uncontrollably. he already ripped two orgasms out of you. âthatâs right. take it just like that â whose pussy is this?â
âyours.â you exhale, squirting without warning from the overwhelming pleasure and penetration.
gripping the top of your hair, he lifts your head. âscream it, slut. they canât hear you.â
âyours, chris! itâs all yours!â you gasp, knuckles white from your grasp on the sheets.
looking down at the way his cock brutally thrusts in and out of your tight pussy, his jaw slacks at the sight. you clench around him as his tip repeatedly hits your cervix, eyes rolling when you cum harder than ever before.
he arches your back further to get as deep as he can with a grunt. his hips stop, long ropes of cum spilling the farthest it goes into your womb. pulling out, he takes two fingers to help his seed stay inside you, the rest dripping down your legs the rest of the night.
ââșââ ⊠ââșââ
itâs dark. the photo is barely visible but visible at the same time if you look at it long enough. the table in front of you has a reflection of the moon, your tits that are painted white take up half of the screen. the other half is of your face, a smile peeking through your lip bite. a tatted arm snakes around your neck, the selfie angled up high.
be careful leaving your things behind, chris. the text says.
đđđ đ„đąđŹđ!
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hi bug! Can I request you a ditzy or shy!reader where some girl flirts with Steve in front of her maybe at Family Video? Little angsty because she feels insicure of herself? Thank youđ©·
ty for requesting!! â steve doesn't realize he's being flirted with because he's so in love with you (ditzy!fem!r, hurt/comfort, 1.6k)
You color in a scribbled heart with enough vigor to break the pink crayon in your hand.
Steve always hangs your drawings in his locker in the Family Video break room, so you tend to take your art pretty seriously. âCause thereâs absolutely nothing humorous about the two stick figures holding hands â each of them vaguely resembling the both of you â that youâre passionately scribbling behind the front counter.
Heâd watch you work your magic on a piece of lined scrap paper if he could. Heâs too busy tending to a regular now. Mia, he thinks, or maybe Maia. She rents movies every week, but according to the system, she doesnât watch a single one of them.Â
âWell, what do you recommend?â she questions with a smirk on her painted lips, leaning her elbows on the counter until her chest juts out.
Steve leans slowly backward and tries not to cough at the overwhelming scent of her fruity perfume. âUh⊠I donât know,â he answers with an unenthusiastic shrug. âI usually just watch whatever.â
The girl squints her dolled-up eyes. âYou donât have a favorite movie?âÂ
Steve ponders the question for a moment. âCause he doesnât have one, really. All his favorite films are your favorites because he spends the majority of movie nights watching you instead.
So, at a loss of how to answer, he tells her your first choice. âThe Star Wars movies are pretty alright.â
âDo you have them here?â she wonders.
Steve nods and points her in the other direction. âYeah. In the Sci-Fi section.â
âCan you show me?â the girl questions with a hopeful glint in her pale eyes. Everything about her sparkles with mischief, like a predator hunting for prey. Stealthy, like a ninja, Steve wouldâve called the approach a couple years ago. Long before he found you.
Heâs more into forthright proclamations of love these days â bubblegum pink lipstick stains pressed to his cheek and handmade pictures drawn in crayon.
But, for the sake of Keith totally reaming him for not helping a customer, Steve nods and rounds the front counter. âUh. Yeah. Sure. Follow me,â he urges halfheartedly, sparing you a forlorn glance as he goes. Youâre much too distracted to see it, though.
Youâre too distracted to notice most things, really.
Thatâs why Robinâs angrier than you are about the whole thing. She exhales a big huff and stands across from you, peering over the tower of tapes there. âGod, heâs so oblivious,â she groans.
Your hand freezes as you color in Steveâs vest. You glance up at her with wide eyes, heart sinking at the annoyed look on her freckled features. âHuh?â
âSteve. That girlâs been drooling over him for five minutes, and he hasnât even realized.â
Your brows pinch. âWhat girl?â
âThe one thatâs hanging all over him,â Robin answers, nodding her head to the other side of the store. The girl in question lingers at Steveâs side, a little too close to be casual. She hangs on every word he says â which certainly canât be a whole lot, considering he knows next to nothing about that Star Wars franchise.
âI thought she was just being nice,â you shrug.
âShe was flirting with your boyfriend,â Robin corrects in a monotone. âIt was disgusting. Iâm pretty sure her flirt got all over my pants.â
You look back at the two across the room. Steve tenses when the pretty redhead presses her chest against his arm. For the sake of not making things totally awkward, he forces himself not to shrink away. What had seemed virtually innocuous to you now makes your stomach ache.Â
âSheâs so prettyâŠâ you observe quietly to yourself.Â
Robin only scoffs. âYeah. If youâre into girls like that.â
You donât know exactly what she means, but it makes you lean slightly forward in interest anyway. âDo you think⊠Do you think Steveâs into girls like that?â
âNo,â Robin answers, features twisted like itâs obvious. âHeâs into girls like you.â
For the first time ever, you find that slightly hard to believe. Why would Steve ever pick you over someone like her? The way she smiles is pretty. The way she laughs is pretty. Even the way she talks is pretty.
And what do you have? A couple of stupid crayon portraits?
A strange feeling sears your chest when Steve and the pretty girl walk back to the counter. He mustâve told her a joke or something âcause she tips back her head to laugh loudly in response. Jealous tears sting your eyes accordingly. You take your art and your box of dull crayons and scurry off to the break room.
âI can help you check out!â Robin offers, suddenly very chipper.Â
The redheadâs face twists. âOh. I thought thatââ
âSteveâs needed in the breakroom, actually,â Robin tells her when the strangerâs pleading eyes flit to the boy beside her. âI can handle it from here.â
âWaitâ Whatâs in the breakroom?â he wonders obliviously.
âYour girlfriend, dingus.â
Steve blinks once. The sudden lack of your presence makes his chest ache. He stalks off to find you without another word.
The redhead, Mia or Maia or whatever, doesnât bother to disguise the shock painting her dainty features. âGirlfriend?â she echoes, quiet with disbelief.
Robin nods and takes the tapes from her hands, knowing sheâs only renting them âcause she thought Steve liked them. The scanner beeps as she rings them up. âYeah. Heâs kinda in love with her, turns out. Itâs disgusting.â
The conversation fades the further Steve gets down the hall. He opens the door to the back room with a grating squeak. The rusted hinges screech again in protest when he swings it shut behind him. He finds you slouched over the table, vehemently scribbling with vibrantly colored crayons.
He canât help but smile at the sight of you. âWhatcha doinâ?â he lilts in place of a greeting, sliding back a chair to sit across from you.
âNothinââŠâ you mutter distantly.
Steve folds his arms over the tabletop and rests his chin on top of them. It bobs with every word. âWhyâd you leave me, huh?â
You shrug with a faint I donât know type of sound.
âCan I see what youâre drawing, at least?âÂ
He grins and reaches for you without thinking â because you always let him see. Needless to say, when flinch suddenly away from him, it scares him far more than it should. You scramble to cover the paper with your arms like youâre doing something wrong.Â
âNo,â you answer in a mousy voice.
A chuckle spills from Steveâs mouth. âWhat? Why? You always show me.â
âItâs stupidâŠâ
âItâs not stupid! I love when you draw stuff for me,â the boy insists with a lopsided smile, distantly surprised by your sheepishness. The pretty pink grin slips from his mouth at the crestfallen glint in your eye. He softens without thinking. âWhatâs wrong? What happened? Didâ Did Robin say something?â
âNo.âÂ
âThen what?â
You avert your eyes from his prying ones, feeling half-suffocated beneath his honeyed gaze. You start to color again with an absentminded hand, if only to have something else to look at. âYouâre justâŠâ you trail off, shifting uncomfortably in your chair. âYouâre too pretty.â
He laughs before he means to. âWhat?â
âYouâre pretty, and I donât like that other people get to look at you,â you confess quietly, coloring in Steveâs hair with the âdeep goldenâ crayon. âItâs not fairâ No one else should think youâre as beautiful as I do. I donât like that.â
Steve props his chin on his palm and hides his grin behind his fingers. He reaches for your busy hand with his free one to get your attention. âWell, you know what?â he starts when your eyes flit up to his. âYouâre the only one I want looking at me. So what everyone else thinks doesnât really matter.â
âIt is when theyâre drooling all over you,â you answer with a scrunched nose.
Steve canât help but scoff out a laugh. Those words have Robin Buckley written all over them.Â
âLast I heard, Rob was giving that girl what for, so⊠you donât have to worry about that anymore,â he tells you, both to soothe the misplaced jealousy and to make you smile. He thinks it only half works. âCan I tell you a secret?â
You perk up at that. Steve grins and leans in close like heâs about to confess something serious. His dark eyes twinkle with mischief.Â
âIâm so stupid in love with you that I forget other girls exist sometimes,â he murmurs in true secret-spilling fashion. âAnd when theyâre⊠drooling all over me? I donât even see it. âCause all Iâm thinking about is how I have my own girl back home. And that Iâd much rather have her drooling on me.â
ââŠAm I the girl?â you press in a tiny voice, just to be sure.
âYes, baby, Iâm talking about you,â Steve chuckles. âYou should know thatâ Youârethe one drooling on my pillow every morning.â
Your nose scrunches sheepishly. âYouâve said that word too many times⊠It doesnât sound real anymore.â
âWhatâs that called again?â
âSemantic satiation,â you answer without missing a beat.
âWell, now Iâm gonna tell you I love you âtil youâre semantically satiated,â the boy teases with a knowing squint in his eyes. ââCause I love you.â
âSteve.â
âI love you.â
âStop,â you say, sterner now, though your gaze still glimmers with something soft. Your eyes follow his form when he rises from the table, shifting the short distance to sit in the chair closest to you. âSteve, stopââ
âI love you,â he repeats, anyway, taking you into his arms and smacking a dramatic kiss to your warm cheek. Between each innocuous peck, he mumbles, âI love youâ I love youâ I love youââ
Steve doesnât stop kissing you until he hears you giggling again. The pretty sound brightens the dull breakroom. And all he can think about is what a lucky schmuck he is. To get to kiss you and make you laugh forever.
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vegas id give you the sloppiest head ever if you wrote scissoring w shoko đđœđđœđđœ
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: rubbing pretty clits w shoko.
cw. fem! reader, wlw, scissoring, praise, spanks, nıpple play, overstim, petnames, mdni.
shoko who canât help but giggle, watching with doe brown irises as your hips stutter every few seconds. you were simply no match for her pace. with your slick cunt repeatedly grinding back against hers, you were already this close to losing it. to making yet another mess. sheâs lied flat on her back, one hand gripped against the left side of your waist before humming, tilting her head in faux coy. âcupcake, câmon, thought you said you knew what you were doing, hm?â
as your mouth hangs openâyou lock your legs securely against hers, trying to scissor her properly. the heat of skin clashing against each other makes a school of butterflies flutter inside of your tummy. âm tryinâ shoko,â you pant, watching as she trails a hand down your ass, a thumb brushing up against itâs shape as if it was carved into a heart. âfuck, feels so good, âsho.â
âtry harder, honey,â she huffs, almost about to break out a sweat herself. long brunette locks tangle around her finger as she keeps a keen eye on you the entire time. puffy cunt hoods glissade against each other back and forth and oh, the stimulation. with the mixture of her growing heat, you felt hot. shokoâs angle of her thigh legs wrap around yours and you felt everything. âpick up the pace, uh huhâgood . . girl,â and a sharp gasp wrenches out of her throat once you start to accelerate. âthaaatâs it, fuck me, pretty girl.â
both scorching hot bodies continue to move in rhythmic sync. she lets off a sweet moan, feeling the convulsing thumps of your clit pulse against hers and it feels almost too good.
her breath hitches as she snakes a hand toward your breasts that bounce right in front of her face. âcome closer, cupcake. donât be shy,â and her words were a bit lowâshe lets off a tiny hiccup as her eyes roamed at your perfect jittery body. with each lengthy second that passed, she was getting more and more drunk from your sweet cunt. as you lean closer, pawing your right hand into the mushy skin of her right leg, she grabs ahold of one of your tits, latching her plump glossed lips against the tender nipple. âmhm.â
you moan out a singular hiss, bouncing against her body as she lies right underneath youâ
skewing the bulb of your cunt straight against her drooling opening. with the merciless speed of your hips, she could barely keep your sweetened neglected mounds in her mouth. although, she left a pretty trail of her sheeny saliva onto each of your tits. she sucks against them both, briefly closing her eyes shut as youâre merrily rutting into her sloppy core salaciously.
âshokooo,â you drag out her words in a candied slur of both twin syllables.
the slow yet deadly grind of your hips had her head spinning. not just hers but yours too.
clammy hands of hers make their way back toward your unsteady hips, yanking them closer to her sweltering, sticky heat before she spanks your ass.
with that single spank . . one turns into two, then three, then four.
shokoâs obsessed with your ass, never failing to leave it a few concise stings near the very plush parts of your flesh. âfâ fuck,â she stammers, a shake in her voice due to your insane rhythm. she felt it too, with both sloppy mounds bumping against each other, the incoming pleasure was almost inevitable to feel. she pried one of your legs open just a bit farther apart, strumming her slender fingers against your pulsating cunt to play against your throbbing slit. âmhm, twitching so good for me, huh. you gonna make a mess already? barely been a few minutes, cupcake.â
your throat was parched with dryness â with the bed underneath you and shoko wailing out in weak creaks, you moan. as your head tosses itself back in rapture, your trembling thighs briefly shifts to acclimatize against her wide open angle.
âgonna cum, shoko,â you warn, feeling the furrow of your eyebrow pull both arched brows together. for just a second, you take a second to suck in a nice amount of balmy air.
everything around you felt so warm, including the welcoming cunt of your girlfriend whoâs just humidly sultry with tepid heat.
effortlessly, it sticks against your own core, creating a lewd concoction of damp juices, forming into a little soaked cobweb. thereâs an entering ring that goes through your ears and hers. itâs never ending screech makes your back arch at the moment of your climax and she slumps back against the mattress. her skinâs met with the velvety silk sheets. as her body directly underneath you moves back in drowse, her lowly hooded eyes meet yours again once you prepare to speak out a whimper. âcan i cum, shoko? pretty please?â
âwith those manners, you can do anything you want to me, cupcake,â she hoarsely whispers, pulling you close to her face.
inches away, you close the remaining distance to drag her into a needy, wet kiss.
both bodies remain to rut back ân forth, limbs all tangled and intertwined in pure bliss.
she tasted so sweet. her syrupy gloss ghosts against your tastebuds and you moan right into her mouth. shoko was handsy, wasting no time to feel all over the curvature of your presentable physique. starting at your ass â then back toward your hips and the rest of your body. she even leans in, lolling her tongue out to lick a long stripe down the valley of your chest.
âmhm,â you whimper, sappy soddened juices squelching against each other. as you both eventually succumb to your orgasmic peak, in each mouth, you both moan in pretty flawless unison.
your hips come to an abrupt slow but youâre still jerking against her, swerving in swift addictive arcs as she feebly wrapping her arms around your waist. the rickety of the bed continues to sob out creaks from the double amounts of weight. âbaby,â she croaks out lowly, strings of fluids departing with each inch that you move your cunt away from hers.
exhausted, you slump forward into her chest and you feel a rumble of her shoulders. âah, worn out already? i guess we can take a break,â she whispers, feeling your body still shiver within her hold. her touch was always gentleâshe loved how youâd always lean into it, lean into her. with a sheepish smile curling against her slight crooked lips, she makes you sit up. you unlock your weak legs against hers before lying on top of her, droopy eyes meeting her lust filled gaze. she gives your forehead a single kiss before huffing. âyou did so good, baby. always so good for me.â
âs- shoko,â you stutter out, her perfume making you throb. you were already starting to fantasize about the lewd feeling of her cunt rubbing off against yours in carnal harmony that was literally just seconds ago.
âshhh,â she shushes you, a thumb swiping its way over the part of your lips. body again body â it was warm, her sweat mixed with yours and you could feel yourself aching for more. already, you missed the way she felt bumping against your sensitive pussy. it made your head spin, your nerves were still in overdrive before she makes you lie on her chest. âletâs rest, okay,â and her slight raspy voice made you let off a soft content sigh. she strokes your back, hearing your breathing slow a bit before she coos against the shell of your ear. âwhen youâre well energized again, iâll start a nice bath for us both,â and she gives the crown of your forehead one more kiss.
âmy sweet girl.â
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Ëââź FIRST PERSON SQUIRTER.áŁ.á âźâË | jjk men
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ê© choso, nanami, gojo, geto, sukuna & toji Ă how they deal with a squirter!?
contents: JJK men x afab/fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - size differences (true form! kuna) - kissing/making out - thigh-riding - [anal] fingering (f! receiving) - oral (f! + m! receiving) - sqĆŻirtÇng (ofc) - facesitting - Daddy kink - 69 + doggy style + full nelson positions - overstimulation - clitoral play (grinding + swiping + pinching) - praising - cervix fucking - pet names (angel, baby, cutiepie, good girl, little thing, etc.) - degradation + humiliation - mention of blood and drool/spit.
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a. note: goin on a trip next week, so i leave y'all with this until the next one â enjoy !!
áŻê© ChĆsĆ Kamo
You giggled. âYou ready, baby?â
He smiles back. âBring it on, sweetheart.â
Having a partner willing to try new things with you is undoubtedly a blessing. Wouldnât you want to try anything and everything with your partnerâlearning new things and sharing experiences with the person you love and cherish the most in this globe?Â
It adds to your trust in one another â an exchange enhances the companionshipâŠeven if itâs in the bedroom!
âOkay, Choso, get ready.â
Your boyfriend nods from below you, watching from between your thighs as you descend your lower half where his face is, and the two of you moan once the lips of your labia land on his awaiting tongue.
This was all your idea, by the way: youâre the one who pulled on Chosoâs shirt as you two watched the television from his bed, his caramel eyes drifting to you after grabbing his attention. It was difficult to ask at first, stumbling with your words as this embarrassing request isnât something you make regularly. Once you got your words out, it wasnât surprising to see your boyfriend a little flustered as you were.Â
However, that didnât stop him from accepting it â albeit bashfully â confidently, igniting a colossal quirk of happiness to affect the glow of his bedroom. So, here you two are, putting this new experience to the test.Â
âMmmm, oh God,â you purr with chewed lips, fighting the urge to swing your hips as Choso mouths you.Â
Choso has his hips on your waist to keep you steady as he does his work, using his lips and tongue to please you in this new position. His tongue swims around your inner labia, the folds coated with your wetness mixed with his saliva. You exhale through your nostrils, your thighs sluggishly move to have your man attend to the surface, and you mewl at the flick of your clitoris. Oh shiiitâŠ!
Having you on top of him like this was not something the brunet expected, thinking this would be a lazy day to hang out with his cute companion on this slow Friday. However, to have easy access to taste your fluids within his vicinity in this erotic position...heâs starting to like it a little too much.Â
âOhhh, my God, Choso,â you shrill with a gasp. âYouâre so goodâŠFeel so good.â
âYeah, baby?â He questions below your waist, poking your clit with his tongue. âYou like riding my face?âÂ
He canât see it, but you nod impetuously. âYessss! YeesâShhaaah! Fuck, your tongueâŠ!â You lick your lips and bite as you bring your waist lower, his nose bumping on your clit. âMore, give me moreeeâŠ!â
âHeh, sure thing,â he titters at your enthusiasm as his hands curl to your buttocks, bringing you further down to his level. You whimper as he sucks on your vulva with purpose, lapping his tongue around to tease your entrance before he pushes it in. Here is where Choso changes the atmosphere, fucking you with his tongue and collecting more of your essence to drink. All you can do is wail and swing your hips faster, and your boyfriend quickly catches the rhythm. Shit, tastes so goodâŠ!
âUhhgg, feels so fucking goodâMmmaa!â Holy hell, this was too much! Thereâs so much going on underneath you outside your control, only having the command of your waist to influence. Your thighs jiggle as you resort to bouncing on your boyfriendâs face, and your hands ball on the comforter the two of you lay on.Â
Chosoâs tongue goes frantic, wiggling the wet muscle around your insides and pulling you in to sink more into your overwhelming taste and smell. The more you bounce on his face, the more his nose hits your clitoris, your bud sending shocks up to your head to enlighten the exhilaration! Faster and faster you go, the same for the tongue lapping all over your vulva and sucking on you purposely.Â
âChoso..!! ChoâshiiiitâChosooo!!â You cry out with trenched brows and closed eyes, electric shocks spiraling all over your body with all the growing pressure.Â
Your body then gives in, and you let your essence out of your system. Your fluids shower all over Chosoâs face as you come on his tongue; your boyfriend is not swayed by the liquid hitting his face, just focused on slurping your wetness covering your cunt. Quivers force your thighs to jolt, jerking your whole frame as you let the waves of your orgasm hit until everything relaxes.
And when it does, you sigh heavily and lift your ass. Choso watches the sight before him, his spit blended with your come all within your inner thighs. The heat from his face spreads to his ears â oh, he hopes he doesnât get addicted to this.
âOh my God, Choso,â your boyfriend snaps to your call. âYour face, itâs all wet!â
âHm? Oh!â It takes a second to realize that he is utterly drenched with your satisfaction, scoffing with a smile. âGuess we both got a bit too excited.â
You chuckle as you leave to grab a hand towel from his bathroom. âIâm sorry about that!â
âItâs okay,â Choso takes off his shirt, which was damp on his collar, and accepts the towel you give him. âAs long as youâre feeling good up there, I donât mind drowning a bit for you, sweetie.â
You shake your head with a smile. âYouâre not funny.â
áŻê© Nanami Kento
Nothing puts the cherry on top of a hard day at work for Nanami than coming home and being pulled into your arms.
âNnnmm, Kento, you feel so goodâŠâ
âŠAnd loving on him more affectionately.
You practically dragged your man into the living room, peppering him with smooches in your glee that he had returned home safe and sound, and he chortles as you beckon him to sit on the couch with you. The two of you winding down while watching the television, Nanami relaxing with a nice cold beer and taking off his necktie and blazer.
However, heâs unaware of you glimpsing through your peripheral, looking intently, sliding his tie off his collar and unbuttoning his shirt. You notice the sneak of his exposed collarbone, drifting your gaze to something else only for it to land on his pants. Lips flatten at the sight of his thighs; his hand patting on it makes you stare longer than intended, swallowing thickly to quench a dry throat.Â
He was taking a swig of his beer, watching the motion of his Adamâs apple with intent. Your fingers fiddling with the bottom of your sundress canât jurisdiction your thoughts anymore, wanton desires stacking up and soon to fall like dominoes.Â
And when it does fall, you silently stand and walk in front of Nanami, the blonde noticing you come around to obstruct his view of the TV. âMy love?â You donât answer. âSomethingâs wrong?â No words yetâŠbut you lift your dress, mocha eyes pinpointing to the cute design of your cotton thong. âSweetheartâŠâ you move to sit again, but not back on the couchânopeâinstead, his pant-clad thigh, straddling the firm muscles, and your arms come around to cup his cheeks.
âKento,â you finally speak, whispering for only his words to pick up. âI missed you.â
If there was one thing that could pull Nanamiâs heartstrings, it was you â his pretty wife. So, when you express your love for him, of course, he has to reciprocate tenfold.
âOoooo, yesss, KenâŠplease, go fasterâŠMmmph.â
You stay atop Nanamiâs thigh, grinding your labia on his pants to the point that a damp spot is prominent in the tan color. The blonde doesnât seem to mind, though, as heâs the one who slid your thong for his fore and middle finger to swipe on your clitoris. The touch is pleasant, fueling your waist to keep moving. With your back to his chest, he kisses you passionately from behind. Your sweet tongue meets his, influenced by the taste of alcohol, a strange combination that surprisingly gets the kiss steamier.Â
Nanami chews on your bottom lip, having you whimper so sublimely that shivers crawl his spine, sucking on your tongue as your hips go faster. Jesus Christ, the friction from grinding on the material of his pants feels so good, nestling in between your folds nicely and faintly bumping on your clit. However, that is for your husbandâs fingers, tweaking the bud you perk to your tippy toes. Hahhh, so good!
âMmmm, shit,â the golden-haired man curses under his breath before taking your lips into his again. âCome here, angel.â He slams his lips to yours, and you donât plan to leave his taste as you throw your head back. One arm lifts your legs by the knees, the free hand having more access for him to stick his middle finger into your wetness.
You moan into his mouth, allowing your husband to please you with his fingers rubbing your inner texture. It starts slow until he adds the ring finger, dialing the pace for his fingertips to scratch onto places you could never reach. A hand finds his hair, his neat locks now getting disheveled because of you.Â
âPuhaah, ohhh, shit!â You shrill with puffy lips while Nanami kisses your cheek and chin, all the while his digits are brushing up on the upper wall of your vagina â you almost lose balance. âIâm closeâŠ!â
The magic words let Nanami know to keep doing what heâs doing, sucking the skin of your neck while shoving his fingers until his very knuckles. The clamp of your walls is sensational, addicting to the point that he doesnât want to get his digits out yet â not until your high comes to an end.
And that doesnât sound impossible; you scream as if you donât have neighbors between your apartment, a watery liquid ejecting out of your glands and showering all around. Sprinkles of your clear juices hit the palm of Nanamiâs hand and thigh, adding more stains to his pants to worry about.
 Your heaving body slowly relaxes as your orgasm rattles your bones, Nanami laying more pecs on your beautiful skin as he permits your quaking legs to touch the floor again. Yet, you jerk when your toes feel something wet, snapping out of your daze and realizing what a show you made.
âO-Oh, myââ you try to stand, but Nanamiâs quick to catch you as your body is still under the shocks of your crescendo. âUgh, Iâm sorry, Kento, I messed up your work clothes.â
âNo worries, I need to do laundry tomorrow anyway.â The blonde chuckles to your ear and kisses you again, massaging your waist.Â
âIn that caseâŠwould you mind if I dirty your clothes some more?â Your butt presses up on the tent of his groin â which has been getting firmer and firmer once the man stuffed his fingers in you. âIâm sure youâd get some fun out of it.â
He raises a sandy brow with a smile. âWould I, or would you, since youâre the one who came onto me?â
ââŠA bit of both.â You both share a laugh as Nanami carries you bridally to the bedroom.
âThen I donât mind at all.â
áŻê© GojĆ Satoru
âMmmm, can never get over this view~.â
âCan you stop commenting about it?!â
âWhaaat? I canât say I admire my cutieâs beautiful ass in front of me?â
âYouâre so annoyingâŠâ you grumble as you sigh and begin to lick the tip of his cock.
Itâs been a while since you and Gojo had a good 69 session. He is busy being the strongest sorcerer of the modern era and being a full-time teacher, and you go through your day-to-day life swarmed up with work and routine. Lack of time to spend together is an onerous task to execute outside of sleeping and snoring in your shared bed.
But alas, when you two are finally resting and enjoying each otherâs company this weekend, itâs a no-brainer that you two will end up skin-to-skin action sometime today.Â
You straddled atop Gojo, your ass facing him while his lower half was to your front, your hand stroking his length cock, following the curve up to the pink tippy top. The sight of precum starting to pool and spill over down your fingertips makes your cheeks hot, and the heat between your legs causes a twitch.
Gojo, however, grins before he kisses your labia, welcoming his tongue that invades the space between your folds. You moan as you stuff your mouth with his cockhead, treating him with peppered licks and sucks as you keep jerking him off. Fucking hell, his dick is just so lengthy, hitting the back of your throat with ease that you have to remind yourself to relax to not gag.
Lazy licks are dawned on your wet chasm, lapping from the clit up to the other end. He notices the subtle quakes of your thighs as he tongues you down and has him chuckle as he pushes his face into your frame more, his hands curling to cup your ass so he can fondle the flesh.
You mumble on his dick after he flicks your clit. âMmmphâŠ! HmmmmâŠâ Sucking on his shaft, you bob your head up and down to get accustomed to the limb. Climbing back up to the tip where you suck on it roughly with hallowed cheeks after drizzling it with saliva.Â
âOh shiiit,â the white-haired manâs head hits the headboard of his bed, moaning at the attention youâre giving his cock. âSo good at this, angel,â he coos as his hands curl to the front to massage and lightly pat your asscheeks like drums. âMissed this.â
âMmmm, mmmahhâŠ!â The tip leaves your lips, and youâre quick to keep stroking him as you lick around his crown. âFuck, so bigâŠâ
âWell, thank you, baby,â he knows youâre probably rolling your eyes at that comment, chortling to himself. âMeans a lot hearing that from someone who keeps winking at me over here.â
âPfft, youâre so gross,â you top his cockhead to the flat of your tongue, blowing on it to make your tall partner shiver under you. âSo full of yourself.â
âMmmm, maybe so,â you whine as Gojo blows and sucks on your inner labia. âBut you canât blame me for that, right?â
âWhatâŠever,â your feet come around and pulls his face back to your ass. âJust shut up and use that tongueâsince youâre so confident.â
âHeh, so pushy.â But the thing is, Gojo is confident â narcissistically so. You saying that only probed him to flip a switch, and youâre unfortunately on the receiving end of his wrath.Â
Gojoâs tongue goes erratic, swishing around your vulva as if you canât keep up with one lap after the other. Your waist goes to lift your ass away â fat chance, as his hands return behind your butt to keep you on him the entire time. The vibrations of his humorful laugh are felt in the very nerves of your folds.
You whimper aloud, the hand jerking his cock, straying off its rhythm as your body submits to the pleasure going around your lower half. He inserts his tongue into your opening, fucking your slit with pushes and pulls. He sucks your wetness with his mouth, and the hands placed on your ass grip on the flesh that has you standing on your very palms.
ââKhhh..! W-Wait, Satoruu, stop!â You cry, but the tall man only smacks your ass mischievously, having you clamping on his tongue without your conscience. âI-I said waaait!!â No signs of waiting as he stuffs his face further between your thighs; noises of him slurping your vulva sound so wrong!
Oh, my fucking God! Your legs tremble, a sign that youâre trying everything you can to alleviate. However, Gojoâs grip on you doesnât make it an easy battle, latching onto you with vigor. No, wait, wait, stop iââAhaaâahhhnn!!â
Itâs no use; the fluid you release slips past your control, spraying out of the urethra and showering all over your thighs and Gojoâs lower jaw and neck. Your body yields, losing balance and slumping your whole body on top of your boyfriend as you come on his tongue and drizzle all around the space of your lower half. Shocks and quivers travel up your spine to your head to pound, leaving Gojo to keep lapping and swishing on your wet slit in victory.Â
âMmmm, aahhhshit, so goodâŠ!â He blinks with hooded eyes as he licks his lips and spits on your vagina to lick slowly. âTaste so goodâŠâ
âHahhh, ahhh, I..I told you to,â you stand on your elbows and look behind. âToâŠwait, dummy!â
âYou told me to shut and use my tongue!â He backfires, not relenting even after sending your half-lidded glare. You groan and turn back to suck on his pink tip in defeat. âFuck, love it when youâre all wet like thisâŠand lucky me for being in the splash zone as youâOww!â
You smack on his nuts. âYouâre so annoying!â
áŻê© GetĆ Suguru
âSuguruuuâŠ! Donât do thâAhhht!â
âAhhhh, you sound so cute, baby.â
Geto plows you from behind, watching you grip the armrest of the couch as your butt is propped up and your face buried to hide yourselfâŠQuite a futile attempt, if he says so himself, but adorable nonetheless.Â
Fucking in the living room wasnât part of the daily routine today, yet here you two are. His hands grab hold of your waist as he conceals his girthy cock inside your tight cunt, stuffing every inch of him till the very hilt meets the lips of your outer lips.Â
Your breath is shaky as Getoâs hips move to and fro, sighing at the sensation of your tensed walls around him. You always felt way too fucking good, biting his lip to fight the urge to let his waist fly and piston himself right into you. And he enjoys the way you act as he teases you, the position giving him ideas on how to torment you idly.Â
Like now, as he skims a thumb around your asshole. The action of having you contract on him even more. âNnnn! Nnooooh, donât play with my assâŠ!â
âYou sure? Itâs been winking at me for a minute.â He chimes with a sly smile, licking his finger and switching his thumb to lather your hole with his saliva. Holy shit, the way youâre twitching around him is driving him nuts, as he hasnât even put anything in yet.Â
âDo-Donât say it like that!â You peer over your shoulder with furrowed brows, meeting the purple eyes that catch you. His hips go excruciatingly slow, your vagina feeling like a void as he pulls for absence before fulling you back as he pushes. âItâs emâŠbarrassinâGhhhh!â
He pushes the thumb inside while youâre distracted, and both your holes pucker in haste. âAwww, donât be like that, my love,â his mellow voice doesnât match the crudeness of his actions, throwing unpredictable snaps of his hips to throw you off. âNothing about your body is embarrassingâŠ.God, your ass looks so sexy from the backââ
Another twitch of your slitâGod, youâre too fucking cute. âWhat are youâDonât say stuff like thatâŠ!â Your flustered reaction didnât make it any better as Geto pushed his thumb inside until the dent and knuckle, wiggling it inside and pushing and pulling to toy with your rear. Your teeth clench onto the couch pillow while he increases the cadence of his ruts. âMmmmm, ohmyGodâŠSuguu, pleaseââ
âHmm, you want me to stop?â He asks and observes for a cue to stop what heâs doing. You donât say anything, though, just your hips swaying. It makes Geto scoff, âI get the feeling you donât want me to; look at you moving your hips on your own, pumpkin. Your bodyâs so honest for me.â
âHaaahh, youâre sooâŠmean, SuguâŠâ
âOnly when I know it makes you feel good,â he moves his bangs out for a bit. âWhich is why,â then Geto slithers that same hand down to where your chasm is linked to his wet cock, and his fingers go erratically fast on your clit. âI wanna tease this a bit, too.â
Eyes widen as you shriek at the touch, moaning aloud once he removes his thumb from your ass to keep your butt onto him as he jackhammers his cock into you. Your frame is propelled with every push, the pokes on of your cervix knock you out like the wind, and the hard rubs on your clit have you seeing stars.
ââOhhooo, ohâhoooo!! Sugâruuu, waaiitt!!â Itâs useless; he doesnât stop, and more hits to your womb have you wailing uncontrollably. The fingers on your clit donât let you rest, having you unable to speak a proper sentence and resort to letting your boyfriend pound into you. A few more pinches have your legs jerking, and you canât help but let the wave smash onto you.
As your orgasm claims over your body, you squirt out, liquids falling onto the couch beneath you, point blank. Your eyes are sewn shut as your slit flutters on Getoâs penis, your substance leaking out of your glans and dirtying your thighs and legs. Oh God, no!!
Geto hisses at the feeling of you spasming on him, tilting his head to see what youâve done. âOh my, wouldâya look at that~.â
âShooop, donât loookâŠ!!â A hand moves to the side to âtryâ and stop him, but he catches it with his palm, intertwining his fingers with yours. âDonât look at iiiitâŠâ
âBut you did so well!â Geto kisses your hand. âMaybe I should play with your ass moreââ
âSuguru, stop!â
âKidding~,â he was not.
áŻê© RyĆmen Sukuna
Sukuna relishes the feeling of you like this â your back to his front, your legs held up by his solid upper arms while the lower hands hold your buttocks, and your holes accommodating to his two girthy cocks â like the good pet you are.Â
He entirely suspends you, your entire frame contorted for your arms to grip the futon sheets below. Sweat and warmth are exchanged by bare skin, the glow of the candles highlights the unioned figures within Sukunaâs quarters, and your anus and vagina are full of nothing but the two cocks stretching you and rubbing your insides.
Sukuna bucks his hips with might, and his every push makes you dizzy. Toes curl as your ass is pulled up and down to meet his hefty balls, his dicks venturing further to torture your insides with satisfaction. Your vision gets a bit hazy as the heat gets to your head, and your head begins to pound.
âWhatâs wrong, little thing,â your lips flatten to hinder the moan wanting to escape as he speaks behind you, feeling his breath brush the hairs of your back. âYouâre silent this time around.â
âHaaaah, my LordâŠâ The tongue of his stomach licks your lower back with a lazy kiss. âY-YouâreâŠtoo biiig.â
He hits you with a sudden rut and purrs at the clench of your entrances. âYou say that, yet your lewd body seems to accustom pretty well.â Another hit of his hips causes the tips of his cock to brush up against your sweet spots effortlessly, and you finally unclench your lips to let a wail escape. âYour body only good for taking cocks like a real good whore, huh?â
âIâm soâMmmphâŠ! S-Shooo fuuuullâŠâÂ
âNo, youâre not,â he snickers as his lower left-hand sneaks around to cusp your clitoris, your precious pearl engulfed by the sheer thickness of his digits. âNot until I fill you with my seed like a sow in heat.â
The salmon-haired man picks up the pace to drill his cocks, churning your vagina and rear like toys. Your cries fly out quickly at the point, puffy lips losing ground to stay locked. Hands balled into fists as youâre threatened by the sheer mass of Sukuna, unable to fight out of thisâforced to submit to him and his persistence.
Your slit and butt are so busy with his cocks, the length of your vagina grazing your G-spot by its underside, the walls fluttering involuntarily around him. The dick inside your butt feels so utterly good; the size of him is never something you can get fully habituated to. And the hand on your clit doesnât stop playing with it, roughly pushing and grinding on it to the point of babbling and choking on spit.Â
ââHnnngh, fuck. So tight,â Sukuna licks your back and nibbles on your skin, teasing to tear your skin to taste just a hint of blood. âFeel so goodâŠâ
âAhahhh, I caaanâtâŠ!â Your eyes begin to water as you shut them close, lack of vision enhancing the sense of touch where it has your nerves overly stimulated. Everything is happening all at once, and you can sense the climb once the tip hits your womb. âI canât do iiit! Youâre gonna break meee!!â
âKeheh, wouldnât be the first time.â Itâs probably for the best because you canât see the smug-ass grin on his oddly comely face. More kisses are placed on your back. âShut up and take it, dove,â he commands you, not leaving you any room to retaliate as his thrusts increase without warning.Â
Your mouth is agape, and your cries are unwillingly bouncing around the shoji-paneled walls. A bit of spit comes down your lips, your hands only finding Sukunaâs waist for your nails to dig into. The grumble of his stomach traversing to your core to rumble with the vibrations. Oh, God, noo!! You can feel it â the worse of the worse. Just when you thought your humiliation wasnât enough at this moment, it was about to skyrocket in threeâŠtwoâŠone.
Feverish ruts to your ass, have the reins slip out of your hold, all the restraint in your body withering with every harsh push and pull. Your head pounds like crazy, nothing but a blur can be seen in your eyes, and the clear substance expels out of your urethra, leaving out of your system along with your dignity.Â
And Sukuna doesnât have to see it to believe it, grinning from ear to ear as he playfully smacks on your vulva to create more of a mess. The watered-down liquid sprayed out to his thighs and the futon sheets and sticking to your inner thighs and sliding down the crack of your ass. Tiny pinches to your clit help you jerk out more to ruin yourself, your body losing strength entirely and letting the cursed man keep you in your distorted position.Â
âHmph, what a bad little toy,â he criticizes you like always, the tears beckoning to leave your watery eyes. âLook at you causing a mess on my bedding; who told you to do that?â
âIâm sorry, Lord Sukuna,â your expression borderline fucked out, yet the embarrassment keeps you humble. âForgive meâŠmy Lord.â
Sukuna slaps onto your clit with his palm; you pucker onto his girths immediately. âYou dare ask for forgiveness after the factâI should just throw you out in the cold with these wet sheets youâve caused.â
âN-Nooo! Iâm so sorry!!â Fuck, he loves it when you plead, so desperate for his word, his submissive and breakable dove. âPleaseee, fill me up with your seed, and I will clean it upâŠ! I-I wonât do it againâŠâ
âSays who?â He finally lets your legs go briefly before he spreads them over with his lower arms. His upper hands find your chest to grope. âYouâve stained my sheets with your essence; you arenât sleeping anywhere else tonight except here with me in this exact puddle you made for yourself, you dirty pet. Am I clear?â
His final words have your skin crawl as he nibbles on your nape, and you nod.
âGood.â
áŻê© Fushiguro TĆji
âGahhh!! Ahhhhh!!â
âYeah, baby, thatâs it; keep clenchinâ.â
Tojiâs fingers are stuffed inside you, stretching your poor hole with pushes and pulls that take your breath away with easeâquite literally as your arms come around his neck to keep him close.
His bedroom is filled with nothing but you: your shorts and panties decorating his bedroom floor, the smell of your lotion on your now-sweaty skin intoxicating his senses, and your damp towel laid underneath you as you lie on your back.
Toji sits right beside you, near as you keep him from leaving. Not that he planned to â of course not. When he has his ring and middle finger shoved inside your vagina and grazing your inner skin with a mediocre pace, thereâs no way the older man would want to stop now. Fuck, he loved how tight your cunt was, so snug to the touch and tender to his fingertips. It drove him crazy, just like you always make him. He can never get tired of you, honestly.Â
âHahhhh, Tojiii, ahhaaaâŠâ Your whimpers get louder and louder by the second, and your back jerks to the blunt of his fingertips, poking deep inside your chasm. âGooohh, ohhhshitâŠ!â
âYeah, sweetie?â His forehead touches yours, skin-on-skin increasing intimacy. âYa like it when I fuck you witâ my fingers, huh?â You answer with a whine as he slows his digits down, teasing the walls of your entrance while pressing on your clit with his thumb. He scoffs, âSo nice and tight frâ me, huhâŠâ
âAhhhh..! BuâBut I justâŠfinished taking a showerrr!!â You wail with pleading hooded eyes that are instantly locked with intense viridian ones. âYouâre making meâmmm!âdirty againâŠ!â
He raises a brow. âThat doesnât mean anythinâ to me,â more push to your clitoris causes your body to jolt closer to Toji, and he sneers. âGetting all ready and clean frâ me, what a good girlâŠall the more fun frâ Daddy to make ya all dirty and cryinâ all over again.â
A hand grips his shoulder, exposed by his black wife-beater. âPleasee, Daddy, itâs tooâAghahh!â He sneaks his fingers back inside knuckle-deep; the deep chuckle you hear from him causes your ears to melt.Â
âCâmon, mama, I know you have it in ya,â he coos with a kiss to your forehead that has you dissolve under his scarred lips. âWring my fingers up, make a mess frâ me.â
Another kiss to your forehead makes you whine, the gentle atmosphere only lasting for mere seconds before the pace of his hand returns to a rhythm that has you screaming instantly. Jesus Christ, those thick fingers are no joke, the stretch enough to overwhelm your senses, along with how deep they reach inside.Â
Every push to your cunt has you breathless, and every dig is knuckles-deep and too fast to catch up with one after the other. âOhoooo, D-Daddyyy, n-nooo!â Yet thereâs no point in begging nowâonce Toji is deadset on something, itâs challenging to swade him off. Especially when it comes to you, his little sweet thing⊠âIâm gonnaâohfuuck!âIâm so cloooseâŠ!â
Your words only egg Toji on to keep fingering you as much as he can, ravaging your delicate insides with his hand alone. He purchases his face to your neck, sighing deeply at the alluring whiff of your lotion. He licks your skin before a kiss, and the pace between your legs becomes unforgivingly faster.
Eyes roll up to the ceiling as your body shuts down without your knowledge, completely taken aback by the climax that clenches around the thickness of Tojiâs fingers. Also, the water liquid is excreting projectively from the continuous knock-kneed-worthy pleasure. You let loose with a howl, your back arching with every subtle buck of your hips.Â
Toji looks down with a salacious grin, taking in the sight of you spraying all over his bed. The towel is doing nothing but getting damper because of you, and he can only chortle at the sight and, lowkey, thank his intuition for wearing a wife-beater so you can coat his forearm. Dazed with euphoria, your body slumps down to the sheets, sweaty and sticky from the excretions and panting heavily. So much for a shower, huh?
Toji whistles and courses his free hand atop your head while besmearing your vulva with your juices. âGood girl, mama, good fuckinâ girl.â
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Favourite flower
Full Masterlist Lando Norris Masterlist
Pairing: Lando Norris x Fem!reader
Summary: You love orchids..it could even be an addiction.
Warnings: swearing! Bad language, reader is upset and cries! (Please tell me if I missed any?!!!)
It was a known thing that you absolutely adored orchids. They were your favourite flower in the whole world and you would quite literally look after them like your babies.
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âOkay now turn the chat onâ lando explained to max and he rolled his eyes âhow do I do that?â
âYou press the button.â Lando said throwing his hands up losing his patience âwhat button?! Thereâs a lot to pick from!â Max argued and you gave the camera a tired look from their stupid arguments, they honestly sounded like an old married couple sometimes.
âJust let me do it-â lando huffed as he pressed it and the chat started swarming with comments, âJesus Christ how am I supposed to read all that?â Max said laughing and lando shook his head with a smile as he continued to try to fix the mic stand.
âThank you for the sub Kelly5608âŠwhoâs that?â Max read out from the chat âthatâs y/n guys sheâs chillingâ max smiled as you gave the camera a wave from his sofa.
User1: who is that in the background?
User2: OMG Y/N WE SAW YOUR ORCHIDSSSSS
User3: congrats on your win y/n!
User4: what orchids did you get for winning your race?!
User5: NOT MAX AND LANDO ARGUING AGAIN LMAO
Max scrolled up as he tried to read the comments âtheyâre all asking about your new orchid y/nâ max smiled as he looked over to you âoh yeah! I was going to post her today but forgot! Hang on imma go get her!â You gasped with a squeal as you jumped up and ran out the room to go grab the flower.
âShe loves orchids guys..the house is full of them.â Max chuckled and lando grinned âthey all have names tooâ
âHere she is! Shes pink with SPOTSSSSS! I havenât got a name for her yet though..â you beamed as you showed the camera your new orchid.
âHow many have you got now?â Lando asked with a smile at your excitement. âUhâŠ12â
âWhy do you like them so much?â Max asked and you shrugged âtheyâre just so pretty..â you said touching the petals of your flower in awe.
Lando wrapped his arm around your stomach and pulled you to him âmax everythingâs okay now, I think.â Lando said as he gestured to his set up.
âThanks mate..are you guys staying in the background?â Max asked and lando looked up to you to see what you wanted to do, âmhm..yeah Iâm gonna go put my orchid back first thoughâ you said as you put a hand through landos hair before leaving again.
Lando huffed with a moody face as max thanked his subs.
User1: whyâs lando so annoyed?
User2: lando looks so mad
Lando read the chat as he waited for you, âguys Iâm tired..Iâm not annoyedâ Lando said not noticing you behind him making him jump a bit. âHeâs tired..my grouchy boyâ you smirked teasing him.
Lando grabbed his phone and sat on the sofa, pulling you on top of him making you giggle âcan we sleep?â Lando asked tiredly and you nodded into his chest as he played with your hair.
âLando and y/n are dead asleep guys..â max said as he looked behind him âi think heâs actually droolingâŠyeah heâs droolingâ max laughed to himself as he stood up and took a picture before sneakily sitting back in his chair again âI can use that for blackmail nowâ max smirked with a devil laugh.
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âOkayâŠchat can you hear me? Can you hear us?â Max asked into the mic whilst lando checked the monitor was working. âOkay..they can hear us.â
âNow letâs call riaâ max said as he clicked his tongue, âmax? Lando? Can you hear me? I can hear you.â She said through her headset and max smiled âwe can hear youâ
You were snuggled up in landoâs arms, playing a game on his phone.
âIs y/n there?â Ria asked and max looked over to lando.
âYeah but she canât hear youâ max said and that perked your interest as you lifted your head and looked up at max and lando confused.
Lando bit back his grin âHeâs talking about ria.â Lando explained and you nodded as you laid your head back down on his chest, lando stroking his hand up and down your back under your his hoodie.
âIs she gonna stay there?â Ria asked and max shook his head. Max poked lando on the head catching his attention.
Max silently gestured to you and lando nodded, âbaby? Is it okay if you lay somewhere else?â Lando asked and you whined âwhyâŠmâcomfy here.â
âBecause I need to have room for the game weâre playingâ Lando said and you huffed âfineâŠâ
You got up and took landos phone with you still playing whatever game had your attention, âKiss?â Lando grabbed your wrist gently stopping you and you smiled before giving him a small kiss, before walking off to your bedroom.
âOkay sheâs gone.â Max whispered into his mic âyou donât need to whisper you muppet.â Lando rolled his eyes with a laugh.
âOkay. So how are we planning this surprise then?â Max asked.
âRight..so I have a list of all the things she likes here-â ria said but lando interrupted âwe already got her some orchids by the wayâ
âGreat, Thatâs off the list then.â Ria smiled as she scratched it off her notes.
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landonorris: Y/nâs surprise from me and maxâŠ. She has been blocked from this post btw so donât tag her lol
Tagged: maxfewtrell
User1: omg where to find a man like lando?
User2: literalllyyyyyy
User3: omg this is so fucking cute
User4: whatâs this about?
User5: y/n won the Grand Prix and lando and max did a whole stream making a surprise for her
maxfewtrell: we was in that garden centre for hours.
landonorris: hours.
Maxverstappen1: remember her birthday?
landonorris: god donât remind me, itâs so hard to get her presents
Carlossainz: You didnât get her that pink one did you?
landonorris: yeah I did
Carlossainz: Dude. You said I could get her that one?!
landonorris: snooze ya lose
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Ginge and Ethan flew out to Monaco to âto train and eat like lando for 24 hoursâ
âWoah! Are these y/nâs orchids?â Ethan asked when he saw the windowsill filled with them, two hanging down either side.
âMh? Oh yeah- thatâs just some of them, the rest are in our bedroomâ lando said with a little laugh.
âThese are just some? Thereâs 1..2..3âŠ8!â Ginge exclaimed as he counted them.
âWhatâre you talking about?â You smiled as you walked in to the kitchen right on time.
âYour orchidsâ lando smiled as he placed a kiss on your head and you gasped happily.
âBe preparedâŠthey have names.â Lando whispered to them both before you began rambling. Lando giggled to himself as he ate his breakfast.
âThis one is called pineapple! Because it looks like a pineapple and this one is called leafy-â you smiled as you showed them both all your orchids and they were shocked when you told them how long you had them all..
âHow many have died?â Ginge asked âonly one out of..twelveâ you said and he nodded âI thought these were hard to look after?â
âThey say that but Iâm not an expertâ you shrugged âwhatâs the oldest you have then? Or the first one you got?â Ethan asked and you squealed excitedly.
âItâs one of my favourites..itâs called leafy and Iâve had it since I was 14 soâŠseven years nearly eightâ you said and they both gasped âJesus Christ- how long do they live?â
âSome live up to 20+ years but I havenât had any that long to determine that yetâ you smiled
âAnyway you better eat your breakfast before your workoutâ you said as you remembered their plan for today.
âI guess I know what to get her for her next birthdayâ ginge laughed and lando shook his head âNo. No more orchids.â
âWhat?â You said sadly and he smirked âonly kiddingâŠI luv em- they remind me of youâ he smiled as he pulled you into his embrace and you laughed âwell in that caseâŠI want a red oneâ you grinned.
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You sat on the sofa with lando and Carlos for post-race interview questions.
âFirst of all congratulations on your win y/n-â the interviewer smiled and you smiled back âthank youâ
âMy question is, so itâs very known that you love your orchids-â the interviewer grinned and you giggled nodding your head âyou could say that againâ Carlos laughed
âAre you expecting any after this win? I remember your last win and might I say you got a lotâ the interviewer smiled and you nodded âI donât expect any, but I would love themâ you answered.
âAnd might I ask why you love them so much?â The man asked and you thought for a moment âI canât really say? I just do? Ever since I was gifted my first one Iâve just fell in love with them.â You smiled at the memory.
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âAlright, max! Weâre leaving nowâ you said as lando grabbed his bag âalright see you laterâ max smiled
âWater my orchids yeah?â You said pointing a finger at him sternly and he nodded with a smile.
â60 ml of water, boil the rice water- oh! And only on the weekend! Once a week!â You listed off as lando dragged you out the house.
âI will! Now go. leave!â Max chuckled as he shut the door.
A week later
Max poured the boiled water exactly too 60ml in the jug and walked over to your orchids and began watering them until he got to your favourite and in his opinion his favourite too, the light blue orchid.
The rarest out of all of your collection, it was a gift from lando after winning your first race and he had asked you to be his girlfriend. You had named it lucky.
He poured in the water and did a double take when he saw the flowers had shrivelled up and gone brown. âOh my fucking god.â He muttered under his breath.
âOh fuck. Shit-â he cursed as he reached out to touch one of the shrivelled flowers but it fell off from his touch. âAh- shit!â He swore as he began pacing.
âFuck i killed it. Itâs dead. Oh my god.â He panicked to himself and jumped when his phone lit up.
He hesitantly walked over to his phone and scrunched his face when he saw it was lando.
Lando: we just landed and y/n wants me to tell you to only do 60ml lol
Max bounced his leg anxiously as he sat down looking at his phone, he overcome his anxiety and hit press on the call button next to landos name.
Lando answered his phone confused, âmax?â
âLando- I uh- promise you wonât yell at me.â Max said quietly and lando stiffened catching your attention. âWhat did you do.â Lando asked and max breathed out.
âIs y/n there? Can she hear me?â Max asked and lando sighed, ây/n? Iâm gonna go somewhere quieter okay?â He asked and you nodded.
âAlright Iâm alone. What happened?â Lando asked worried
âPromise you wonât be madâŠâ max said and lando huffed âmax. Just get it out.â
âI killed y/nâs orchidâ
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âLando?â
âOh my fucking god.â Lando shut his eyes and scrunched his face.
âI didnât mean to! I didnât even do anything! Itâs just brown and wilted and dead.â Max blurted in a panic.
âHow are you gonna tell her?â Lando asked and max went silent âI thought you was going to! Thatâs why I called you!â Max argued and lando scoffed.
âYeah well Iâm not the one who killed it. Wait what one is it?â Lando asked and max bit his lip anxiously.
âThe blue oneâŠ.â
âOH MY F-â lando whisper shouted as he slapped his hand to his face.
âOh my god sheâs gonna be so upset. Fuck. We canât tell her yet, weâll tell her after qualifyingâ Lando said and max sighed âfuck I feel so badâ
âMax Iâve gotta go- sheâs comingâ Lando said before hanging up.
âWhat was that about?â You asked and lando quickly lied âhe needed help to connect to the wifiâ
âThatâs max for youâ you laughed and he nodded with a fake smile âyeah- yeah it is.â Lando said through gritted teeth.
After qualifying
You had come second in qualifying, lando came first.
âBaby..I uhm- I need to talk to you and you need to promise me you wonât be madâ Lando said seriously and you instantly grew worried, âw-what is it?â
âSo- uh- I donât know how to say this butâŠmax accidentally killed your orchidâŠ.â Lando said as he held your hand and you physically paled.
âWhich one?â You asked with widened eyes and he took a breath âthe blue oneâŠâ Lando said and you gasped and felt tears prick your eyes.
You know people would say how stupid it is to cry over a flower but itâs not just a flower. It was the orchid lando got your for winning your first race and it was the night he asked you to be his girlfriend that he gave it to you, and he had picked the colour blue 1. Because of how rare it is and everyone struggled to get a hold of it and 2. Because the colour reminded you of someone meaningful to you.
âBaby..â Lando said softly as he wrapped you in his arms âw-why did h- he k-kill itâ you whimpered as you wiped your tears.
Oscar walked over to you both but lando quickly gestured to him to leave and Oscar nodded awkwardly before leaving.
âI- I wanna go back homeâ you whimpered and lando nodded as he rocked you both side to side.
âAlright..we can go back home babyâ lando muttered into your hair as he rested his chin on top of your head.
âCan you carry me?â You asked and he gave you a sad smile nodding âhop on babyâ Lando said as he bent down and you hopped onto his back, wrapping your arms over his shoulders and burying your head into the crack of his neck.
He felt awful. He could feel some stray tears dropping onto his neck and shirt.
He carried you through the paddock up to his car. You got off his back silently and sat in the front passenger seat looking down at you hands.
You pulled your hood up and lando felt so bad, he knew how much your orchids meant to you especially the blue one.
âIm sorry baby..â Lando said sadly, stroking your thigh with his free hand.
The jet home was silent for you, lando had given you his headphones and you sat on his lap you face buried in his neck and his arms wrapped around you.
He knew his headphones were noise cancelling so when Oscar asked him what had happened he sighed and explained what happened to him.
âActually that reminds me- max was supposed to message meâŠâ lando said as he grabbed his phone from the table, he could feel your breathing slow and little snores from you so he knew you had fallen asleep.
Max: is she okay?
Lando: sheâll be okay, how did you kill it?
Max: I didnât! It just died! I swear! Iâve never killed her orchids before when I looked after them.
Lando: I know I just find it weird since itâs a couple years old now? It shouldâve been fine.
Max: I feel awful.
Lando: sheâll forgive you donât worry
Max: I hope so
Lando sighed as he shut his phone off, âare you sure itâs dead?â Oscar asked and lando nodded. âMax said its flowers have all fallen off and gone brownâ Lando said tiredly and Oscar furrowed his brows.
âDoesnât that happen when they wilt though? They usually die when the leaves go?â Oscar asked and lando pouted his lips confused âhow do you know so much about orchids?â
âY/nâ Oscar said with a little laugh.
Once you got home
You had hopped onto landos back again, your face nuzzled in his neck. âPlease donât be mad at max baby, he didnât mean to kill itâ Lando said and you sighed sadly.
âI wonât Iâm just upset.â
âI know.â Lando said as he rubbed small circles on the back of your leg, holding you up.
Max opened the door hesitantly, scared of your anger and sadness towards him but it didnât come.
You hopped off of landos back and quickly walked inside to go look at your favourite flower but you paused when you saw it.
âY/nâŠI- Im Sorryâ max said quietly and lando bit his lip as he leaned against the wall watching you.
âWait? Iâm confused? Whereâs my blue orchid?â You asked and max furrowed his brows pointing to the flower you was looking at.
âYou said it was dead?â You said and max and lando looked at each other even more confused.
âOh my god. You fucking scared me! Itâs not dead you guys! Itâs just wiltedâ you gasped in relief and max held his chest in relief.
âWait so youâre telling me itâs alive?â Max asked and you nodded âoh thank fuck.â
âSo you panicked us the whole time and it was alive?â Lando said and max nodded with an awkward tight lipped smile.
âOh my god Iâm so happy youâre alive luckyâŠâ you exclaimed as you cradled the flower in your arms.
âMax is never looking after you again.â You half-teased and max looked at the floor embarrassed
âI said I was sorry! How was I supposed to know it wasnât dead?â Max argued and you rolled your eyes.
âIt doesnât matter now. I just wanna sleep, Iâm tired and my body hurtsâ you said tiredly since you and lando had literally just come back from qualifying.
âCâmon baby, letâs go to bedâ Lando smiled holding his hand out for you which you took.
âNight max! Donât go on any more killing sprees!â Lando teased and laughed when he heard max yell back âshut up landoâ
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Landoâs story updated
User1: THANK GOD
User2: OUR MASCOT IS OKAY! OUR BABY IS OKAY!
MercedesF1: thank god! You nearly gave the whole grid a panic attack! Shame on you max.
maxfewtrell: I said I was sorry đ no need to call me out like that
User3: Iâm so lost. who is lucky?
User4: Lucky is y/nâs orchid
User5: lucky is our baby*
maxfewtrell: I apologise to all the lando and y/n fansâŠ
landonorris: Get outta my comment section
User10: you better
User11: What did you do max?!
User12: how do you accidentally kill but not kill a flower?
User13: max our cute little murderer
User14: ^^ very mindful, very demure, very cutesy
User6: lando and y/n are so cuteeee
User7: what happened tho? She looked so upset
maxverstappen1: you gave me a mini heart attack when I read everyoneâs tweets saying lucky died
georgerussell: I nearly died when I saw the tweets
User15: BRO WHO IS LUCKY?!
User16: lucky is y/nâs orchid
mclaren: so glad everyone is A-okay! đđ»
Carlossainz: I nearly dropped my phone when I saw fans tweets
User8: AHHH MY FAV COUPLE
User9: ITS *SHIPNAME*
I hope you enjoyed reading lol - this is in honour of my favourite flower
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LIFE LESSONS ft. BULLY! SATORU
â minors dni, hair pulling, one mention of biting, slight dumbification, bully! satoru x fem! reader, meandom! satoru, degradation (reader called a slut and a whore), gagging, possessiveness, spanking
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Gojo claims a lot of things. That heâs the strongest, the hottest, the smartest, the most sought after, all things you believe are up for debate. Heâs annoying is what he is. Loves to poke at you, literally and figuratively, and spout random shit just to get under your skin. So when Gojoâs in the middle of his daily harassment routine, and he growls âYouâre mineâ before walking away, you donât take him seriously. You havenât before, so why should you now?
âStupid slut.,â Gojo jeers into your neck. âDid you think I was joking?â
You gag again around fingers bullying their way in your mouth, almost touching the back of your throat, the taste of yourself still lingering on them. Salty tears prick the corner of your eyes and spill over your lash line; you can feel the burning redness in your eyes, such a faint sensation compared to the sloppy drags of Gojoâs heavy cock in your cunt. He throws down another blow to your bruised ass, tinted red and decorated with dark blemishes and bite marks. Your pussy spasms around his length which continues to batter your velvety insides; Gojoâs hand jumps from your waist to your hair, grabbing a fistful to snatch your head level with his.
âAnswer my fucking question.,â he grunts against your cheek, licking and nibbling at the tear-stained skin. âWhat, you thought I wasnât serious?â
Of course you didnât, who was Gojo to make a claim over you? Calling you his when he knows how much you canât stand him? His words were mostly forgotten the second he was out of view and, just to be spiteful, you flirted with some random guy right in front of Gojoâs face the next day. Youâre his? Youâll show him who you belong to.
A shaky whine dribbles out from your kiss-swollen lips as he rips another orgasm from you, walls convulsing around him as your eyes roll back and your juices sloppily squirt all over his pants. You canât help admit youâre definitely eating your own words right now. Yeah, youâre really showing Satoru Gojo who you belong to by letting him have his way with you in your own dorm room.
âWanna tell me who that fucking loser was, hm, princess?,â Gojo demands, low tone in your ear making your dripping walls flutter.
He pulls his fingers back to rest on your tongue; drool pools around the digits and messily leaks from the corners of your mouth.
âI-I donât know hiââ
He drives forward a hard thrust, cockhead slamming your g-spot and you senselessly wail out a Satoru!
âOh, so this was some kind of game?â Satoru shoves you into the mattress again. One hand between your shoulder blades and the other digging nails into the fatty flesh of your hips. He forces your back into an arch and readjusts his hips to fuck deliberate, hard strokes into your pussy, new angle allowing him to continue pummeling the sweet spot of your insides. You bury your face in one of your pillows in an effort to muffle the numerous moans tumbling from your lips, clawing at baby pink sheets now soaked with spit and cum. Drool smears against your face, and your tongue hangs over your bottom lip as each thrust propels you forward.
âWhat part of youâre. Mine,â You cry out as Gojo punctuates the words with two harsh slams of his hips, âdid you not understand?â
He rolls his hips against your ass in short, quick thrusts, effectively grinding his cock into the spongy spot of your walls and you whimper in complaint as Gojo reaches around to rub at your clit. Fast, vicious circles on your soaked nub, shooting agonizing pleasure throughout your entire body as you mewl his name again. Shirt caught between his teeth, Gojo watches in awe at the way his dick easily disappears within you. Thin, messy strings of past orgasms coat his cock in a translucent sheen of white. Sticky and wet to form a natural lubricant so he can continue fucking your little hole.
âYou think some asshole like that could ever get you to feel this way?â He grunts, pressure on your clit building as he grows even more angry with you. He curses, sinks his fangs into your neck before his lips brush over the mark. âYou think Iâd ever let them try?â
His voice is strained, thrusts growing uneven and you can tell heâs close. Gojo runs a hand up your sides, grazing the sheets, and laces his fingers with yours next to your head. He squeezes your hand, still thoroughly pounding into your creamy pussy, drinks in the desperate moans and whimpers of his name you canât help but let out.
âTell me youâre mine.,â he demands. âShout it, so everyone can hear.â
âIâm yours.,â you pant immediately between sobs.
Gojo lands a smack on your ass. âNot loud enough.â
â âM yoursâ!,â you canât even fully get this one out before heâs slapping your raw behind for the second time.
âLouder.,â he hisses through clenched teeth.
And Gojo does it again, smacks your ass, makes you repeat just who you belong to until youâre screaming it out. Over the sound of his pelvis slamming against you, over the wet squelching of his dick ramming your cunt, over his final, drawn-out groan as you gush on his cock again, pussy milking him as Gojo marks your abused insides with his cum. Your legs go numb, limbs now limp on the bed and he hovers over your exhausted body. The ticklish feeling of featherlight kisses travels up your spine, up to your neck and over your warm, wet cheeks. Gojo gives your hand another firm squeeze, and then takes both hips in his hands to massage your skin under an unfamiliar, soft touch.
âNow, what did we learn?,â he hums and presses another kiss to the corner of your lips.
Your eyelids flutter open to peek at him, and you catch bright flecks of blue in the corner of your vision. Between heaved breaths, you pant out, âIâmâŠallâŠyoursâŠâ
You tense for a second as Gojo gives you another slap on the rear, though not nearly as rough as before. âThatâs my girl.â
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