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Letâs make a subtle notice. People who think about sex all the time donât differentiate what theyâre having sex with â your dog, rabbit or cabbage patch kid:
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My only requirement â I mean, you know, if ainât asking too much â for sex is that youâre no shorter than six feet tall, of course, a woman and weâre BOTH attracted to one another â or, Iâm attracted to you, while youâre indecisive and\or indifferent. The decision that youâre woman, if youâre still living at your parentsâŠ? Bring your parents? Allthesame, interviews are open to all. Why? Who knows, you could be the genius that answers both my stupid questions AND volunteers to be my legal representative!
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âŠhmm, do PEOPLE that donât think about SEX exist?
do men who donât think about sex all the time even exist?!
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Girl, I'm Into It!
Synopsis. Jusâ take it, girl, doesnât matter if someone sees.
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, EXHĂBITIONISM, cĂșmplay, the elders, Getoâs cĂșlt, creampĂes, getting interrupted, cĂłckwarming, GOJOâS POWERS, face-sĂtting (fem), true form!Sukuna, dp, semi-public, spĂtting, VERY pĂșssydrĂșnk Geto, overstĂm, spĂĄnking, brĂ©eding (Gojo), marathons, showing off, pet names, swĂ©aring.
Word count. 5.9k
A/N. Hope you have a lovely week <3
⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - A mouthful, woman!
âMhmââ Tojiâs babbling out a drawn-out groan, dragging the sharp bridge of his nose down your drooling slit. Veering slow and syrupy where your clit was just throbbing, âYeah, that last job- actually. Gimme a sec, Shiu.â
And you can only gasp when heâs trapping that glaring phone screen between his ear and his shoulder, sliding the calloused expanse of his palm up, up, up your arched spine.Â
Curling gently around your throat, âNow, who said you can stop sittinâ on mâface, doll?â
Itâs said low - dangerous - loud enough that it just reached your ears above those saturated squelches.Â
âB-but-â you shudder. âShiu can-â
âB-b-but what?â Heâs licking his slick-glossed lips, pooling your sweet sweet juices on his pinkish tongue. And oh just that one taste makes Toji moan, makes his eyes roll to the back of his head, thick fingers coming down in a swift smack! to hurry your honeyed answer. âSânot good to ah- leave someone hanging, yâknow?â
His best friend on the other end of the line be damned, Toji was going to taste your pretty pussy one way or the other.Â
âYo, Fushiguro- where the hell did ya go?â
That makes you just jump, earning a rough snicker from the man underneath you. Words puffing out against your hole in a feverish pant, âRelax, girl, mâmuted already.âÂ
And the rest of Shiuâs crackling voice canât even register in his melty brain right now, canât even be heard over that sudden gruff murmur ripping from his throat at the needy little drip! drip! drip! of your weepy cunt down his lolling tongue. Sliding all the way to the back of his throat. âFor now.â
Tojiâs prominent Adamâs apple bobs ravenously, before heâs just dragging your pliant body with a harsh tug - until your entire body weight is seated on his slutty mouth.
Exactly how he liked- no, loved it.
âSee?â Sharp canines nip gently at your puffed-up pussy lips, you could feel Tojiâs leering smirk widen, only plunging his pretty face deeper and deeper where you needed him the most. âWas that so hard?â
âN-noââ youâre mewling out, the truth babbling out of you when he slips past your swollen folds easily. Drinking in languid, calculated strokes up and down up and down up and-
âHelloooo? Ya better not have fucked off again, Fushiguro.â
Ah, yes. Tojiâs rolling his eyes, taking his frustration out by giving you another stinging swat along your ass.Â
And itâs so messy - youâre so sloppy on top of him that it takes a few glissading taps down his phone before Toji can finally unmute himself. Eyes bleary, ears thundering, mouth so drunken that he could barely speak - your pussy coating him in a sticky sheen of your slick with each ounce of pleasure.Â
âWhaddaya say again, Shiu?â heâs slurring out - hoarse, strangled. The solid curve of his thumb gliding in a sopping wet dance across your sensitive clit, âSorry was- eating.â
Toji laughs - he laughs - muffling the deep sounds by suckling on your leaky clit. Lapping at each and every pearlescent bead of your juices, high cheekbones hollowing out to scratch his obscene little taste buds roughly against the very peaked tip.
âYouâre really eating mid-call?â
Shit, Toji can already feel the way you grow even more drenched at that, gushing out in a silken wave that dribbles down his chin.Â
Smack!
Itâs as if he was taunting you to break - to whine loud enough that Shiu would hear. Tojiâs free hand is tightening around your neck, hauling you all over his face to meet in the messiest French kiss. âOh you have no hah- idea.â
Itâs just about the last thing said before Tojiâs bullying his long tongue past that taut entrance to your sloppy hole, only needing one, two tiny grinds before your gummy walls are sucking him up deliciously. Molding around each one of his hazy drags, every saturated swirl around your cozy channel.Â
âWell can ya be so fuckinâ loud-â Youâre biting down on your lower lip hard enough to draw blood at Shiuâs little complaint. âSeriously- what are you even eating, you animal?â
âJusâ a lilâ something sweet. The cutest of desserts.â Nosy prick, heâs musing half-deliriously. âNow are ya gonna t-talk business or do I needa hang up?â
But Toji knows he wonât be hanging up - not by the way every rattled-off detail about his next mission has you grinding your pussy down even more desperately onto his mouth. Snapping those delicate strings of spit and slick with each slobbering drag. Addicted. Hypnotic.Â
Enough so that he doesnât even know the date of his next job - and right now, Toji didnât care.Â
And you half-wonder how his tongue wasnât cramping up right now, how his voice wasnât just raw from those faint grunts of affirmation dragged out at Shiuâs conversation - non-stop, purposeful.Â
And so was he.
You didnât know who wanted you to cum more - you, or him.Â
But when you do - youâre utterly sure that itâs your dear boyfriend.Â
âSh-shit-â you whisper, breath hitching with each desperate moan threatening to break free. And your nails just claw down his sculpted abs, hips gyrating in drippingly wet swivels with his tongue. Sure Shiu could hear now- âMâgonna cum-â They grow longer - sloppier. âToji, mâcumming mâcumming- f-fuck-â
All Toji can do is giggle, as if he was fucked-out already. Shakily dipping his head further to ride you through your high, his nose nudges past your spread folds, into the base of your pussy, pointed chin kissing up against your puffy clit. Placing wet thrust after thrust that have you convulsing on top of him, the tiniest ah! ah! ah! leaving your ragged mouth when you feel his big beefy biceps flexing in a vice-like grip around your neck to hold you still.Â
Addictive.
So much so that heâs barely even registering Shiuâs little, âYou got all that?â
And you swear you hear Tojiâs tough baritone crack at the very end, verging on a whine when he mumbles, âY-yeah yeah- got all of it.â
âAlright, and- Fushiguro?â
âMhm?â
âAt least let a man join next time.â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - Over-overtime
âKen-â
âShh, my love.â
âBut Ken!â
Immediately, youâre feeling the soft graze of all five of Nanamiâs thick fingers curling over your jaw-dropped mouth. Your shared, golden wedding ring cool over your heated skin when he puffs out in a feverish heave, âPlease ah- quieten down those pretty moans, unless you w-want to be caught, darling.â
Honestly, Nanami wouldnât even mind right now - wouldnât even care for anything other than swiveling his hips into yours in a slow, sultry cadence.
Angry, red tip pushing you further and further into those important documents he should really be working on right about now. Your tight silken skirt riding high, hands scrambling towards the ends of his cool office desk-
âB-but-â youâre whining, muffled through his digits. â-but it feels so hck! good-âÂ
You little minx. Nanami can feel himself just gush out a trail of steamingly hot precum in response to your pretty moans, jaw clenching while he tries to hold back the deepest of guttural groans from breaking free.Â
It was the first time heâd ever ignored any form of overtime for something like this. But feeling the slight shiver in your thighs, the way your pretty tits heave with each gasping inhale - shiiit, did he wish he did this sooner.Â
Every night of overtime, every lunch break, every meeting.Â
âS-sâthat so?â heâs rasping, and the desk rattles when he picks up the pace. Ricketing after every smack! of his thick, hefty balls against your ass, girthy cock stretching you out maddeningly. âMy cute lilâ wife w-wants so badly to moan out? To scream my name?â
âYesââ you sob, and your trembly fingers can do nothing but snatch the yellow velvet of his favorite tie. Hauling your husband even pressingly closer, âD-donât care if they hah- hear, need you, Ken-â
Fuck, thatâs enough to have him gasping, entire body wracking with an almost-violent shiver.Â
Moaning.
Frantically, his sweat-slicked head snaps towards the door - the shut door.Â
Breathing out a sigh of relief, he nuzzles down the tender column of your neck. Nosing into your sweetened spots, âHah- wouldnât- wouldnât even mind being fired for this heavenly pussy, my love-â he confesses. But for all how sweet his words were toned, Nanami only pounds you deeper against the desk. Now clattering against the wall with how roughly he was spearing into your melty depths. âBut I donât want them seeing my wife.â
The hand around your mouth was nothing more than a little formality at this point, and Nanami himself was getting so dangerously loud-
Each grunt is punctuated by a meaningful slam into your drippingly wet cunt. Slurring out a little with each one, loosely whispering saccharine praises in your ear.Â
âSo pretty-â he kisses the corner of your lips, your chin. Ravenous thumb reaching down to pull at your neglected clit, âSo fucking sexy- ah you feel s-so good.â Leering smile too unlike him, growing at every one of your plush squeezes. âSo- so loud-â
And, truly, the stuffy corporate room was so heady with the hypnotic smell and sound of sex - the sound of you two.Â
But Nanami still wasnât done.
âM-move your hand, darling.â he hiccups out, and you already know what heâs talking about. Scrambling to shift away the now-sopping wet hand youâd cushioned to deter the wet thwack of his cum-filled balls against your ass, his toned pelvis on your ass. They ring thunderously in your ears, âYeah- yeahhh, fuck- jusâ like that.â
Without the barrier of your hand in the way, heâs hiking up one powerful thigh onto the smooth plane of the desk. The change in angle nudging his fattened tip against your bulging g-spot, drawing swift, sopping glides. He was so out of control now.Â
And whateverâs left of his rational self knows that maybe he should slow down - be more mindful of the resounding squelches that your slutty cunt was drumming up.
But he couldnât bring himself to care.Â
Not when your slicked walls are clamping down around him so tight. Your eyes fluttering shut, spine arching definitively, mouth dropping open with the most honeyed call of his name when you cum.Â
The noise so addictive - his favorite song - that Nanami isnât too far behind. Overfilling your poor cunt over and over with thick globs of his cum.Â
And god it was so much of it that Nanami doesnât even realize when his arm falls down limply to cup your cheek, messily kissing your puckered-up lips. You whine into the heated kiss of teeth and lips when he gushes out in velvety ropes of potent seed.Â
So fucking much. Enough to paint a glossy ring around his thick base, soaking those tufts of blond, dribbling down in a creamy pool at his polished work shoes, slippery.
âO-oh fuck yeah-â heâs spitting profanity after profanity. Twitchy cock still fucking you through the peaks of your own high, âShhh- sh- câmon now, milk me- milk fuck, take it all fâmeââ
So caught up in his own bliss that Nanami finds his head lolling to the side when heâs finally cracking his eyes open - more to take a look upon that gorgeously fucked-out expression on your face than anything. When his gaze catches on something else-
The door.Â
Open.Â
A stunned Higuruma standing right by it, one hand holding a pile of documents that were sure to be the work he was actually supposed to be doing, the other adjusting his too-tight pants.
Which, while Nanami understood - hell, he could feel his still-cumming dick spurt out another gripping load of wispy white - didnât mean he was going to let it slide. Not even for his closest coworker.Â
âO-on the other handâŠâ he muses, throat shot. Looking right into greedy, alarmed eyes when he rubs a lazy gyration on your throbbing clit, bring the glossy, sheened digits up, up, up to his mouth. Tongue lingering on his glistening wedding ring, âWhy dontcha be as loud as possible fâme, my love?â
⥠GETO SUGURU - So? Let âem see.
âFuck-â Getoâs panting out, dark brows knitting tighter together after each wrenched-out moan. âFuck.â
God, it was just about the least he could word out right now - words a ragged pitch, head throwing backwards with each smooth squeeze of your sopping wet pussy around into his swollen cock. Slow, languid glides that only made him impossibly harder.Â
And part of him knows, he should keep up that cold, cult-leader facade in front of the group gathered around you two this very moment. To show off how calculating he really is when something is done wrong.
How no oneâs safe - not even you, his sweet, special second-in-command.
But youâre looking over your shoulder at him with those glassy, tear-filled eyes and heâs already defeated. Nothing against you.Â
âS-Suguââ you whimper, drool dripping down the side of your lips - which he cranes down to lick away with a lazy swipe. Pinning you down with the weight of his hulkingly sculpted body to prevent your mindless little gyrations.
But Geto already knows that wonât stop your trembly fingers from wrapping around the base of his pretty red cock, hot and heavy in your hand. Begging, âI need you to fuck me so bad- need you ngh-â
He was painfully rock-hard, cum-filled balls pulled so taut that he almost looked like heâd burst if he wasnât pummeling inside your gummy walls this very second. And just squeeze of your soft palm has Getoâs thick, round tip coating down your wrist in a swelteringly hot coat of his precum. Glossy and translucent.Â
Needy.
âHeh, ya sick of cockwarming already, gorgeous?â heâs leering down at you with a sexily smug smirk, pearly white teeth biting his bottom lip raw to hold back his tiny grunts. âMânot sure youâve m-made it up to us already-â
âPlease!â
Smack!
His slender fingers soothe over the stinging imprint across your ass, Getoâs leaning back to take in that heavenly view with his half-lidded eyes. The way your greedy pussy drips! down onto the tatami mats, how you shiver so prettily on all fours for him.
Taking only a split-second to drench his slender digits on the mess you were trailing down his cock, bullying them unapologetically between your lips. Getoâs chest rumbles with the vibrations of his ragged whisper in your ear, âWatch it, pretty girl.â
Youâre choking around his thick fingers - such a sweet, sweet sound that almost hurts Geto to talk over.Â
Turning to the rest of the eagerly-watching room- âSo, dâyou think my gorgeous girl deserves it? After she-â Swirling his digits around your tongue, pressing hard into the narrow back of your throat. â-failed our last mission?â
Your ears are ringing, eyes too bleary to look up at any of the expressions of your fellow members. âSugu-â
âShhhââ Getoâs deeply rich tone is soothing, though the way his leaky tip just twitches is anything but. âWeâre holdinâ a vote- sârude to interrupt a vote.â
And fuck, Geto didnât care about a fucking vote, didnât care what any one else has to say. Honestly, he doesnât think he even got through counting half the hands raised - or what it was even for. Â
But you feel the way his achy cock swells up even thicker, expanding your clingy channel to your limits. His fat, bulbous tip only grows toastier inside of you, throbbing in a thrumming tempo. Faster. Desperate.Â
âSh-shit- s-so deep-â youâre hiccuping, hands trembling with fatigue where you were holding yourself up. And had it not been for one of Getoâs big, strong arms circling firmly around your waist, it wouldâve been absolutely impossible to stop yourself from collapsing into a needy mess right in front of him.Â
Ah, but right now Geto felt like a needy mess - having teased both of yourself to the ends of your insanity by now.
He has to blink back the overstimulated tears in his eyes, huff and puff that guttural whine in his voice, the sheer excitement in his eyes. âWell thenâŠâ Getoâs purring, planting a path of hot pecks down your neck. âMajority wins.â
And then it feels like youâre being split apart, like youâre being thrust all the way into the ends of your lungs with how hard Getoâs pounding into you. Not even giving you a split-second to accommodate before he rummages his heated cock around your tight pussy. The very outer rides of his prominent veins peeking into your sensitive spots.Â
You scramble to grab onto the carpet, the silken sheets, anything when his powerful hips reel back and forth back and forth back and-
âWhat?â he heaves out as a voice pipes up nearby. Taking a few sloppy seconds to actually register the words let alone the language, with how good you felt milking the fucking soul out of him. âOh- youâre right-â
Suddenly, heâs sitting back on his knees, dragging you with him like some glorified ragdoll. Geto snickers into the tender crook of your neck, your body all limp and pliant on top of him, seated until you were spearheaded so thoroughly on his messy erection.Â
Eyes rolling to the back of his head, long strands of his inky hair sticking to his sweat-sheened forehead, picking up such a merciless cadence. Sharp hip bones dig into you, Getoâs hefty balls sure to leave a raised circular imprint on your thighs, his tip on your cervix - your lungs.Â
âDonâ be shy~ let âem see, theyâre- theyâre sayinâ youâre trying to ah- r-run awayââ heâs whining in your ear, defined canines sinking down into your ear lobe. âBegged to be fucked nâ this is the th-thanks I get? Mâheartbroken, gorgeous.â
But oh, he didnât sound like it - not even close.Â
Dragging his wet, wet lips in a sodden kiss against your sagging mouth, Geto sounded like he was about to laugh. âNow- does everyone here think she deserves a lilâ punishment for that, too?â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - âSh-shh, babyâŠâ
Choso canât do anything right now, canât even say anything other hushed, broken praises and urgent warnings in your ear to quiet down.Â
But oh he shouldâve known that your teasing self wouldnât listen. He shouldâve known that youâd be toying with his sanity the second you slipped under those blankets with him for Itadori family movie night. That youâd run your greedy fingers across the sensitive curve of his dick - taunting. For just a second - before escaping towards the bathroom with a wink, taking his rationality right along with you-
âSpacing out, Cho?â youâre giggling from the smoothened marble counter, batting those sultry lashes up at him in a way that makes his overworked cock twitch. âOr are ya just thinking about me again?â
And, well, the movie probably ended hours ago.
The sound of your pretty voice is enough to make him whine, to have his thick fingers bunching up at the hem of your translucently drenched panties - still pulled just enough aside to have him grind up deeper into you.Â
âN-no-â His lower lip wobbles with that panted-out answer, burning cheeks hidden away when your sweet boyfriend swipes over the curve of his thumb to your leaky cunt. Smearing that glossy trail of cum from your sodden slit, âJusâ- hngh, donâ squeeze me like that, baby- jusâ thinking that maybe we should h-head back.â
He says this, but you feel the way Chosoâs reddened cock just weeps out another sloshing gush of milky precum, stretching out your already-overfilled walls with another coat of his. Just once.Â
And then again. And again.
âSh-shit-â Heâs suddenly rutting his hips unsteadily, ferally, pulling out the most drippingly wet squelches when he bullies the very rotund tip of his fat head into your cervix. Sweat-sheened forehead drooping against yours, rosy red lips slacking open, âShit shit shit shit- have to- have to go- but Iâm so hngh! so addicted, ahh my pretty girl-â
Just one, powerful jackhammer was enough to get him pussydrunk all over again.
âY-yeah?â you ask, struggling through fucked-out gasps. Your hands find their way around his broad shoulders now, tracing over those deep red nail marks clawed across his creamy skin. âWhat about the m-â
âDonât you d-dare mention the movie-â
Choso finds it impossible to hide the broken sob in his words, to not let a big fat tear splatter onto your own lips when his furious cock massages your plush walls back and forth.Â
âSâprobably o-over and-â And shit, he canât hold back anymore, muffling those honeyed moans with pressurized peck after peck. Leaving your lips ragged and half-bruised. âAnd I ngh- d-didnât even get to pay attention and-â Abruptly, Chosoâs head is thrown back, brows scrunching, voice whimpering. â-fuck weâre gonna get- caught-â
It was so loud - those saturated slurps emanating out from your needy pussy every time you were milking him dry.Â
That sodden slap! of skin-on-skin echo across this snug, heady bathroom and making Chosoâs cheeks flush with embarrassment. And heâs sure his family outside can hear it through the door. Fuck-Â
Yet, heâs pounding meanly into your gummy pussy, dewy eyes locked onto that heavenly view of his glistening cock disappearing with each one. Your swollen folds rubbed raw with every kiss against his thick base, bulging outwardly, snapping delicate strings of cum and you you you-
âThen- then why donât we oh- stop, baby?â youâre purring, tugging on his damp strands of hair. âIf youâre so scared of g-getting caught we can-â
âNo!â
If it was any other moment, youâd have toyed with poor Choso just a bit more for interrupting you - and heâd apologize and apologize until you crack.
But right now, the only thing you could focus on was how he was fucking you into the counter even harder, to indent that cool surface onto your skin, to mark the round divot of his tip into your g-spot. Over and over.
âThen what do you w-want, sweetheart?â you gasp, feeling blood pump rapidly into every solid inch of him. Growing him even bigger, even girthier - stretching out your very insides until you could feel Choso brush over every single nook and cranny inside you.Â
âWant you-â heâs moaning. Voice lilting higher in pitch and volume with each wrenched-out word. âWant you want you want- want you ngh- d-donât even care anymore.âÂ
Drunk on your pussy, he barely even realizes it when heâs smearing his fingers across that sopping wet gloss of around your inner thighs. Pooling each thick dredge, before just plugging them back into your overstuffed pussy.
âHngh!â
âShhh sh-shhâŠâ His mouth hovers agonizingly closer to yours, and for a second, you think that Choso is going to place a sweet kiss upon your lips. But, insead, heâs tilting his head ever-so-slightly to suck on your tongue.
âGotta be q-quiet-â heâs keening like a mantra, riotous digits now swiveling around and around your clit. Tired, sloppy but still never-ending - swollen twitching wildly inside your dripping cunt. âQuiet- ah fuck gotta-â Mouth running a mile a minute, you were so soft inside every time he was mashing into your sweet spots. He was out of control now. âCanât be- caught- ah- please-â
And maybe at this very moment, Jin is turning up the volume to the tv even past its maximum, grandpa Itadori takes off his hearing aid - Sukuna just cackles.Â
Because in a split-second, Chosoâs slamming his hand down on the counter beside you, groaning huskily into your ear, spitting out curse after curse when he cums and cums against your snug walls until he couldnât anymore.Â
You feel his spazzing wet shaft heaten up inside you, pumping out blanks now. Heavy balls squeezing like heâd run out of his voluminous, thick cum. âW-wait did you just hah!â
âM-maybeâŠ.fuck-â Choso drags his lips down your jaw, sharply nipping tiny bites for everyone to see. âYâknow, baby- I think I hear another movie playinâ.â
Shit.
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - Queen of curses
Ryomen Sukuna would never admit it - would never even think to hint at it - but oh, how he loved having you like this.
With your bleary head lolling into his pecs, drool swiping a glossy glide across his smooth skin, hips squirming and just jittering atop where he had you sat all prettily on two matchingly aching cocks. Unmoving. Unrelenting.Â
All in front of them.
âWell- whaddaya think, brat?â Sukunaâs leering down into your dazed eyes with his devilish red ones. âYou think they hah- deserve death?â
Everyone - everyone - in Sukunaâs decadent throne room flinches. All the way from the spattering of lower curses groveling at the much larger demonâs feet, to you. The staggering curvature of your spine bowing only deeper, batting your teary lashes up at him.Â
âI- I donât-â Each gasped-out little answer catches in your chest at the rabid thump! thump! thumping of his furious heads against your gummy walls.Â
His true form was so incredibly massive. Pressing up thoroughly in an indenting little swivel - god, no matter how many times you took him, the intense stretch of his girthy shafts always left your clingy walls struggling to accommodate him, scrambling for your sanity.Â
âDonât?â
And it comes out higher-pitched than Sukunaâs usual rumbling baritone. An almost-believable little look of shock splattered all across his handsome face as he tightens two beefy arms around your body.Â
âMy queen is sayinâ she doesnât know?â Heâs bouncing his muscular knee in both annoyance, and to drag your slobbering pussy down each length. Tiny, punishing gyrations back and forth. âCan ya believe this?â
It takes you a few more sloppily spent seconds to realize with a jolt that heâs not addressing you in that last sentence - your glassy gaze fixated on how he tilts his head at the few curses behind you two. Snickering out a bout of dark laughter, âMy lilâ human- the queen, sâtoo cockdrunk to even hand your sorry asses your fates.â
Huffing, you pound at his broad chest in a way that he thinks almost tickles. Mumbling with the sort of pout that makes him throb, âSânot m-my fault, Kuna!â
âNot your faultâ is an understatement - because Sukunaâs hips were slowly but surely rocking upwards into your sopping cunt. Busying one of his hands with gripping your hips roughly, rummaging your insides with every thorough ram, one of his swollen cocks branding against your g-spot, the other making circular indents along your cervix. Â
âAwww, youâre absolutely right, woman.â he slurs out. âSâmy fault you w-wanâed to ride my cock while I hold court, hm?â Jostling you on top of him to manspread, holding on tight to the armrests of his throne to just fuck up into you. âMy fault your p-pretty pussyâs too selfish?â
You can only keen when his hefty set of balls sting against your ass, and the tiniest of jolts to your body has Sukuna seizing the opportunity to dip his hand down to your throbbing clit.Â
Toying. Pulling. Rolling.Â
âP-please-â youâre whining out a syrupy string of profanities that make him titter, and the stupefied curses behind you gasp. Stupidly, âMânot selfish- hngh-â
Shit, your pretty moans were such music to his ears. And one glimpse at the scum behind you two revealed that they thought so too. Heh, which is probably whatâs spurring him to slam into you even deeper, to thumb your pussy lips apart and show off how well you were milking inch after inch of him.Â
And those other curses could already spy the way Sukuna bulged even bigger inside of you, the way your dewy eyes rolled to the back of your head.Â
They almost had half the mind to be concerned if it wasnât for that uncharacteristically sappy smile on their kingâs face.
âDamn. Is that so?â his hips grind up into yours faster. Sloppier. The hard lines of his hip bones making themselves at home imprinting against yours. Sukuna cranes his head down to bite at your slack lips, dangerous. âThen why dontcha hah- give these little heathens their punishment for disrespecting your king?â
Itâs just about all you can do to whirl your teary gaze backwards, meeting widened sets of cursed eyes. Watching. Waiting. Greedy gazes dipping down-
âJ-jusâ finish them off-â youâre squealing, sputtering to get out your words in full when Sukunaâs thick fingers move inhumanly fast on your clit. Quick, taunting circles. âJus- fuck-â
That earns you the tiniest of swats on your sensitive nub - and he was being nice. âAh ah- what a naughty mouth. Honestly, mâthinkinâ you should be the one to be punished - wouldnât you trash agree?â
You donât get to hear their answer - but you donât have to, either.Â
Because just then, two, thick fingers tap on the side of your cheek - and you already knew what that meant. You didnât even have to think about it before letting your mouth fall open in haste, tongue lolling out perfectly.Â
His absolute favorite part when Sukuna spits - once. Twice. A thick wad of honeyed saliva right onto the middle of your taste-buds, splattering in a translucent puddle down the side of your mouth. All despite his famously perfect aim.Â
Sukuna grins, wiping another one of his thumb across your lower lip. On purpose, of course.Â
âThere- one punishment down andâŠâ In only a split-second, you feel yourself being flipped - easily, pliantly - to have your back pressed up against all the ridges and curves of Sukunaâs muscles. Two bulging cocks still spearheaded all the way into the very back of your poor pussy, rough palms weighted underneath your legs, spreading you open almost shamefully in front of your audience. â-one more to go.â
The audience that Sukuna was pussydrunken enough to half-forget by now.Â
âAh, you pathetic scum are still here.â His chest vibrates with hissed-out words, breath hot against your ear. Heâs whispering - to you, this time, âWhaddaya say- if ya squirt on mâcock Iâll finish âem off, my queen?â
⥠GOJO SATORU - POWA
Not one. Not two.
Not even the entire council of elders could stop Satoru Gojo from taking exactly what he wanted - you.Â
Not the way your joints were protesting at this rude mating press he had you folded into, how his poor, overworked cock was twitching a mile a minute trying to keep up with his vigorous cadence - not even the fact that the two of you were being heard.
âT-Toruââ youâre begging, but it comes out as more of a strangled little mess of moans than anything. Your nails claw rawly down his back - yards upon yards of red, red lines. âThe elders are just- out- the- door-â
Oh, but it was so hard to spit out any coherent sentences with the way that your husband was ramming his swollen cock into your with reckless abandon. Each and every ragged thrust like his hips were moving before his very mind - like he was just chasing that toasty hug of your walls.Â
It takes a few more sloppy spearheads into the very back of your cunt before his pussydrunk brain can manage to find the words, âSo what?â
Youâre gasping when his palm comes down in a shuddering smack! right onto the smooth tatami of your living room floor. Too depraved. Too restless to have taken you anywhere else.Â
Those pressurized waves causing the tiniest of tremors in the ground underneath you - more to piss off the grumbling elders outside than anything, if those muffled whispers were anything to go by.
For them to hear, to imagine. But not to see - no, because Gojo Satoru was a possessive bastard over his dear wife.Â
âThey sh-show up to my Estate-â he gasps out - voice dragged hoarse, each word spat with the utmost venom you havenât heard Gojo talk with to even his deepest of enemies. âInterrupt my time with my wife to demand hah- shitty talks of clan politics and- heirs.â And you swear his cerulean eyes just glow in the dim lighting, biting down hard on your earlobe, âAnd expect not to get a firsthand experience on makinâ an heir, heh-â
Youâre keening when it seems like heâs hitting all your sweetened spots at such an inhuman pace. Scrunched eyes tinging with slight blue lightning when he glides a splayed-out palm across your stomach-
âF-fuck, Toru-â your own greedy gaze widens when his long index draws an invisible line halfway across your stomach. Deftly feeling for that bulging nudge of his fattened tip denting into your g-spot, smirking at that feeble recoil. âAre- are you using six eyes?â
At this, Gojoâs babbling out a humorless bout of laughter - broken, higher-pitched, murmured into the corner of your mouth.Â
âAnd?â His aching cock was just sobbing swelteringly hot precum with every surging ram, and so was Gojo - the stimulation of your plushy walls and the use of his jujutsu too much that he can feel his eyes well up with big, bulbous tears. âHafta- hngh! hafta give âem a lilâ lesson on how strong our heirâs gonna be, right, sweetheart?â
You finding yourself clinging desperately onto Gojoâs snowy locks, boring up into his half-lidded, red-rimmed eyes. âY-yes- gonna hafta- hngh- just hafta have you fill me up, Toruââ
Clearly, that was not what he was expecting.
Because this little answer leaves the strongest heaving in deep inhales of air. Barely even realizing the slow, lazy nod heâs giving you - a fucked-out grin spreading across his pretty features when he tilts his head towards your firmly shut sliding door.Â
âMhm- jusâ- hngh-â he groans, head throwing back at the mess of gooey translucence that dribbles its way down from your snugly filled cunt. âJusâ need ya to say it a ah- little louder fâme, my wife- p-please?â
âWanâ you t-to give me an heir-â
âLouder, sweetheart.â
âWan-â
âLouder-â
You scream - you moan. And you cum, crashing into your orgasm headfirst, faster than either of you expected-
âFuck- fuck yeah, gonna fill ya up-â Gojoâs gaping in awe, unable to rip his eyes away from your beautiful face all twisted in ecstasy. Just the very furrow in your brows, the trickle of drool at the corner of your lips, the way your hot insides massage him so snug makes him fuck you into the tatami faster. âGonna make ya a p-pretty momma- hngh- all round nâ glowing- Give you all my cum until all they can see is me- fuck- me me me.â
Forehead pressed up damply against yours, his abs burn at the fervent drive of his weeping dick. Sensitive shaft feeling his thick precum slosh around your insides with each aggressive grind.Â
And heâs fucking wondering already how you two havenât broken bones yet.Â
Much, much later, heâll figure out that it was his reverse cursed technique. That his cock runs red and raw after tonight, that the power bursts out in all prefectures in Tokyo when Gojo Satoru finally cums.Â
Halfway on purpose - letting loose of his jujutsu a bit more than necessary.Â
He snickers at the chorus of gasps from outside when shards of lightbulbs flow across the room, whimpers spilling from his ravaged mouth. âHeheh- serves âem right-â Drilling into you sloppily, so deep. âGonna f-find out- gonna fuck a baby into ya- hngh- an heir- fuck serves âem rightââ
Oh, heâs running his mouth a mile a minute with little nonsense - and you canât speak at all. Feeling those darting spurts of his potent seed at your very lungs, the sheer volume knocking against your womb. Over and over in a silky white gloss. It drools out of your sopping wet slit, soiling a puddle underneath your sweat-slicked bodies.Â
âOh, sweetheart-â Gojo simpers, and shit, you already knew his tone didnât bode well for your poor, overspilling pussy. His eyes lock on the door, âI donât think our guests have left yet-â
âBecause you froze them with your jujutsu-â
âHow about another round?â
A/N. These poor side characters do NOT get paid enough lemme tell ya that.
Plagiarism not authorized.
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â MAKE ME JUNO! đđ
đžàŸàœČ sum. when heâs just so fine that youâd let him make you juno . . you know. toji, sukuna, choso, geto, gojo.
warnings. fem! reader, unprotected, baby fever, breedÄ«ng kinks, wife! reader, talks of pregnancy, size kinks, manhandling, praise, overstim, toy usage, bĆob fondling, impact play, spÄ«t, true form! sukuna, tummy bulges, multiple rounds, squÄ«rting, degredation, talking through it.
†kinktober mlist.
â ïž SUGURU GETO.
âa baby, huh?â geto whispers as he allows his dark irises to maunder down your body. even as youâre dumbed down from his dick, you looked so effortlessly pretty â sprawled all out on the velvetâred sheets and folded out up like a chair. getoâs warm body was so close up against yours while his weightâs just hovering over your frame. as his cockâs stilled tucked inside, he pants heavily, pausing his rigid thrusts. you let off a soft whimper as your body acclimatizes against the lewd angleâheâs got you in a mating press and youâve never felt more stuffed. with shallow airy breaths, geto licks a long stripe near your neck. â âs that what you really want, sweetheart? a pretty round tummy jusâ for me to see?â
gazing into his dark half-open eyes, your weak arms sling over his tense shoulders. ây- yes, gimme a baby sugu,â and he leans into your soft touch once he sees you twirling a long strand of his black hair around your finger. with an impish yet needy expression, you lean into his ear, whispering, âmake me a mommy, suguru. please.â
and thatâs all he needed to hear â because within seconds, heâs got you flipped over, face smushed into the pillows and ass right perked up . . just for him.
âalright, princess. donât say i didnât warn ya, heh.â
whenever getoâs got you in doggystyleâyou just knew you were gonna be stuffed full. to the brim, and saying that his hips were mean and ruthless was nothing more than an understatement. each smack and whack against both pounds of skin rings through your ears as your cheek shoves itself into the plush covered pillows. âfuhâfuck!â youâd squeal, gasping at the curve of his cock and how it punctuate every thrust. with ease, heâs just rummaging through your cunt while his hilt presses up against your ass.
wanton whimpers glissade past your glossed lips as heâs got a big hand clasping onto your right ass cheek, another on your rickety unsteady hip. back and forth, back and forthâheâs reeling you back into him while your moans ring across the paper thin walls. âthatâs it pretty girl. hng, take it,â he huffs in a raspy tone, feeling the hard mighty clashes of both hips slam into each other at full speed. a collision, heâs plummeting his cock into you so deep that your knees were already starting to buckle. a hand wraps around your neck, giving you a soft teasing pull backwards. âfuck, drenchinâ me so good. my own personal waterpark.â
âsuguâsuguruuu,â you whine in broken sobs, drooling from the thick stretch of his cock. getoâs flushed crown repeatedly jackhammers itself against your precious g-spot. every few seconds, youâre letting off cute cacophonies of âahhhâsâ and âooohâsâ whilst youâre trying to keep up with his ravaging pace. geto grunts, feeling you soak around him as a lightning shaped vein that runs down his weighty shaft tickles you from the inside. âfuuuck, fuck me,â and you sound like a broken record.
âless talkinâ more hah.. taking,â and you whimper the second his hand swats against your ass. getoâs dick massages your walls so throughly that itâs got your eyes flickering backward within an instant. as heâs seducing you with just his tip thatâs curling figure eights inside and out of your pussy â youâre seeing nothing but white, nearly choking on your own drool. âmuch better,â he grunts, reeling you further back into his honed hips. âgonna make you the prettiest mommy for me, sweet girl. all mine, all. fuckinâ.. mine.â
each thrust makes you yelp out a sweet moan. every hurried thrust from geto was so so sloppy that you could almost taste each mouth-watering hit that mercilessly smacks against your core..
getoâs still got two callused hands attached to both sides of your waist as heâs pumping you full of cock. the bending hook of his crownhead splits inside of you and youâre whimpering, swallowing your pity while clinging onto the balled up bedsheets. âcum, ngh, cum inside, sugu.â
âquiet, baby. youâll get your turn to talk,â he purrs in a low voice, spanking your ass for the nth time. you get the memo, and a moan shortly follows once your cunt loudly squelches out a cute sloppy sentence of its own. geto groans, feeling himself leisurely going toward inevitable rapture. itâs a sensitive sting that pulses straight down his thighs but he canât stop. not when youâre clinging around his cock this good. âhah, fuck. leave it to yâr pussy to talk back when i tell you to be quiet, sweetheart,â he snickers, and you moan once he drags a thumb down your sobbing glossed slit. so drenchedâand not before long, getoâs cumming too .. hard.
thick goopy ropes spray inside of you, shooting deep into your womb and itâs hot. your legs canât help but shudder as youâre lazily arched over, feeling the stings still linger against your ass even after heâs caressing a palm over your bare skin.
âf.. fuck,â you whine out, feeling your hips grind back into him while heâs slowing down. geto groans, and itâs so muchâsatiny remnants of sleek cum dribble out of your pudgy folds as heâs plugging you in and he canât help but stare. such a pretty sight. but as youâre panting, trying to catch your breath, geto watches as you try to reach down between your legs.
as a hand creeps down between your thighs, you moan, trying to touch the drooling mess thatâs oozing between your own sticky legsâall until your handâs met with a rude âsmack!â that snatches out a sweet surprised mewl from you.
âah, ah, girl,â geto tsks, shaking his head as a cunning grin spreads against his lips. as sweat pours down each side of his face, he pushes you further into the velveteen-covered pillows. âno touchinâ my pussy. you should know that by now,â and you could still feel him dumping such wads of cum inside of you. the thought of carrying getoâs baby made you throbâand you only wanted more by the second. he leans all the way in, making his pelvis glue against yours before he softly nips near your neck.
â âm not done though, princess,â he huffs and you gasp once he flips you over, gazing at the masses of cum that drizzles down the crevices of your thighs. âstill got so much more love to give,â and he leans in to playfully bite your lip. âsloppy girl.â
â ïž TOJI FUSHIGURO.
âyâer baby feverâs actinâ up again, isnât it, babygirl,â toji snickers, staring at your bare perked ass.
youâre still panting heavilyâfeeling the sticky mess dribble down between the corners of your thighs. heâd just came so much inside, and his favorite thing to do afterwards was to admire his handiwork. with a sly grin indenting across his scarred lips, he smears a thumb down your weeping cunt. âgot some nerve askinâ for another baby,â and you moan once he gives your tender clit a light pinch. âheh, not that iâd mind..â
with dark bangs running down his eyes, he glances at your sopping cunt thatâs continue to drip out remnants of his feverish hot cum. wads of it â velvety ribbons pour out of you and all you do is just sit there with that same dick-drunk expression, trying to chase after your own breaths. âf.. fuck,â you moan out, whimpering the second you feel his thick cock gradually pull its way out of you. once his reddened tip exits out of your pussy with a loud sloppy âpopâ, you feel that familiar seizing in your stomach starting to commence.
âwhaaat a fuckinâ mess,â he gruffs, and within a second, tojiâs got you turned over. toji always treated you like a doll in bed â literally. to be more specific, a rag doll. heâd toss and turn you all around, fucking you in any and every position possible if it meant filling you up with ropes ân ropes of his hot sticky cum. as he starts to realign himself again, he wraps a hand around his hardened twitching shaft, pumping it a few times. a long vein prods against his sweaty palm and he groans, watching you lie there so pretty, oozing out his cum with your legs sprawled open. âfuck, touch yârself for me, baby girl. stick those cute fingers inside.â
âbutââ
âstick âem in,â he repeats, playfully smacking his tip against your soddened folds. you whimper, feeling his fat cock graze against your tender flesh. you wanted him to finish fucking you, and toji always did thisâteasing you randomly, getting off to that little pout that forms across your lips and the whine that drags out your throat whenever you donât get your way. he presses his perfectly chiseled chest against yours before whispering hoarsely. âtch. canât hear all of a sudden, mama? i gotta do it for you?â
âwant your cock, not my fingers,â you chastise in a cute whine, leaning in to press a wet kiss against his scarred lips. toji darkly chortles, grabbing your wrist and making you feel against your sopping cunt anyway. ângh, fuck toji,â you moan, shuddering as he guides your own fingers against your clit thatâs spitting out such satiny volumes of cum. youâre lying in a puddle of your own mess, feeling his thick fingers glide down against yours. âmmh, touch me more, toji.â
with an eye roll, he slowly pins your wrists over your head, inching his head closer toward your lips. verdant eyes meet yours and he scoffs.
âshouldnât do shit,â and he cockily hums, seeing your lips twitch once heâs only millimeters apart from shoving his tongue down your throat. you could smell the malt of beer on his breath. you whine, thinking he was about to kiss you but instead, he laughs right against your lips. âbaby, you told me âta give you a baby. now yâr just beinâ greedy.â
and as he continues to rub his leaky tip against your slit thatâs overflowed with piles of his hot cum, he presses a kiss toward the corner of your lips. âheh, oh my. so damn cute when my wifeâs angry,â he pokes fun at the pout thatâs marinating against your features.
despite how you were filled to the very brim with such filthy ropes of cumâyou were still aching for him to finish but toji just had to continue to be a mere tease. with a wry expression, he finally prepares himself to go back in before speaking in a husky tone. âmhm, fine,â and he rubs a big hand over your tummy, hearing you softly moan once he uses a palm to press down just a bit.
âletâs get this pretty tummy nice ân round again, yeah?â
â ïž SATORU GOJO.
âoh⊠oh,â satoru lets off a sheepish chortle, cupping a fat piece of your ass with the palm of his hand. âyouâre serious, angel?â
âyeah,â you whine, snaking your legs around his slim waist. satoruâs staring at you with wide cerulean eyes, a curving slick grin forming against his lips. heâd just got back from jujutsu techâand he said he needed a long hot shower after dealing with tiresome enemies all day but you couldnât wait â you needed him. you practically pounced on him the second he walked through the door, not that he even minded. satoru groans as his hardened cock digs such fat inches inside of your clingy stretchy cunt as he stills his weight. âplease, âtoru,â a soft babbling whimper leaves from your lips, and you grab his hand, making him tender rubs circle against your bare tummy. âi want a baby, now.â
with a cheeky chortle, he plants a kiss against your pouty twitching lips. âlike .. now now?â and he watches as your pout grows. an almost scowl and itâs just adorableâhe was always one to joke with you, even while being in between your legs. âheh, alright sweet thing. i gotcha, letâs give you that baby, huh?â
with half-lidded eyes, you watch as satoru picks up the active vibrating wand from before that was rubbing up against your sopping cunt just a few seconds ago. with ease, heâs coaxed orgasm after orgasm out of you, relishing in the sloshing sounds of your pussy from each individual thrust.
ângh, câmon baby, want ya âta get nice ân soaked for me,â he purrs, and as heâs still inside, gradually moving the wand up and down your sopping entranceâa milky dried up ring coated around his hefty base. youâre sticking against him so good, lathering his base with your syrupy sap before he groans. âcâmon, let me here ya.â
âsatoââ
ânot you, silly,â he gently flicks your forehead, guiding the rubber tip further up against the top part of your cunt. its gyrating vibrations were enough to almost cause your legs to collapse. heâs thick, stuffing you again and again with constant sloppy inches until the skin slapping against both bodies gives you whiplashâagain. âi was talkinâ to my other pretty girl,â and as his crystalline-colored eyes flicker further down towards your plugged dampened entrance, he swipes a thumb down your fluttering clit. a âpopâ leaves out of you once he slams his hips right into you, causing you to loudly squelch, soaking his entire dick in the princess. âfuck yeah, i know, i hear you,â he grunts, feeling his shaft twitching inside of you just from hearing how wet you were. satoruâs eyes still fixate at your pussy before he gives it a playful smack. âisnât that right, princess?â
you moanâthrobbing even quicker as his eyes were solely focused on your cunt, not you. like always, it caught his attention and he continues to rub the toy up and down your plushy folds, ogling as your legs shake and writhe underneath him. âtoru, fuck,â you squeak, feeling the bed rigorously shake underneath you both. you wouldnât be surprised if the hinges suddenly snapped, calling its quits. â âm gonna cum,â and your voice was quiet. slowly but surelyâheâs molding a little bulge from the size of his cock as heâs plummeting you deep, driving in and out and showing no signs of running out of fuel. âfuuuck!â
âi know, i know,â and his bodyâs so hot as it presses into you. his heat makes you hot, and you run a hand down his clenched abs, rocking into him at a much more quickened pace. raucous groans and moans fill the room as his sweat sticks against your bare skin. as satoruâs rutting into you, soft whines leaving from his lips whilst the toy hidden between your jerking legs buzzes even louder. âhng, me too. âm gonna give you such a good fill, baby,â but as he watches your jaw slowly sag open, he gives you a hot open-mouthed kiss. itâs sloppy, and you canât help but moan into his mouth as his tongue tries to twist around yours. breathlessly, heâd pull away, licking near the bottom of your chin. âbut youâd like that, huh? youâd like walkinâ around beinâ my pretty pregnant wife, yeah?â
ây- yesss,â you hiss, dragging out your words as his crazed tip whacks itself against your sensitive spot. again, again, and againâheâs hitting against that same spot as if it were a target. bullseye every time, and satoru gojo never ever misses. his frantic hits against your core causes your toes to curl and your back to arch even further as youâre slowly being brought closer to your orgasmic, teetering edge. â âm cumming, cumming.â
once your release comesâit felt like heaven. you fall back as heâs still on top of you, trailing a slick tongue down your neck as youâre coming undone. you whine loudly and itâs an almost scream that strains your chords as his dick pulses inside of your gummy walls. âfuckinâ shit,â satoru sucks his teeth, and he finishes right with you. youâre staring at him with murky dilated pupils, clinging onto his pale shoulders right as he suddenly grows limp. âfuck,â and he grows quiet, hearing the filthy sounds of his own cum trickle its way inside of you. a lot dribbles in within a matter of secondsâreaching near the barrier of your womb with just a few sprays and youâve never felt more full ân hot inside. âthatâs it, wifey. take it, saved all of this j.. just for you, shit.â
loads of his cum swash around inside of your convulsing cunt as he then removed the toy from between your thighs, lying on top of you. white strands glisten against his forehead, his sweat being practically adhesive, satoru was panting just as much as you, and he leans against your chest, giving your breasts individual kisses. âs- satoru,â you whine, feeling his bucked hips give you those weak finalized thrusts. a lot spills out of you, racing down your thighs and you nibble underneath his lip. âfuck, âm so full.â
âbet you are,â he replies, running a clawing hand through his hair as he pivots his hips forward just a bit for the last time. you feel the extending stretch of his cock grow inside of youâand itâs enough to make your mouth water. satoruâs got heart eyes forming the more he stares at your fucked out state, and he cups your cheek. âh- heh, we should start thinkinâ of names,â and you moan once he pulls out, swiping his fat thumb against your sopping running cunt thatâs oozing with his cum. âmommy..â
â ïž CHOSO KAMO.
the minute you whine out those words to choso, âi want a baby,â his brain would literally short circuit. chosoâs always had a major breeding kink, and so did you.
emphasis on major â all he ever wanted to do was to see his pretty girl with a pretty round tummy. the image of it gnawed away at his thoughts and once you finally ask him to give you a baby, he nearly loses it.
â âm gonna .. give you more than one,â he huffs in frantic breaths, both arms pinned at either sides of you. chosoâs staring at you with wide carnal eyes, a flushed face, and twitching hot ears. âweâre gonna have so much,â he grunts, buried balls deep inside of you. your legs lock around his waist as heâs pounding you into the mattressâalthough, chosoâs strokes was romantically slow.
heâs hitting you deep each time, and it makes you rub your ankle down his back. a slow moving pattern that makes him groan. âone isnât enough, n- no,â he rambles, trailing his hands toward your bouncing tits. choso canât help but imagine how full theyâd get - nipples all swollen, the thought alone makes him grunt. âyouâwe need at least four, y- yeah. four sounds âbout right,â and as heâs making his cock french kiss against your throbbing nub, you let off a shrilling moan. choso captures your lips in a needy kiss as your body rocks against him. âyouâre gonna make me a daddy, yâknow that?â
âi.. i know, baby,â you moan, feeling his loose black strands stick against your forehead. heâs so closeâchosoâs hips become sloppy within seconds as heâs still got your breasts cupped in his hands. if it was anything choso would fail to do, it would be at keeping his hands to himself. he was madly in love with you, and not just you but your body also.
his favorite body part had to be your titsâhe loved sucking on them, gently nibbling against your nipple, or even just resting his head against them. so soft, you were like his own personal pillow. as heâd still relentlessly giving you such thick inches of cock, choso sucks his teeth, feeling your cunt freely glue and constrict around his length. âmmf. that spot, âcho,â you whine, hauling your arms over his tense shoulders. âfuck, right there, baby. there.â
ây- yeah?â he moans, your own sweet noises making his dick continue to twitch further inside of you. chosoâs kneading your walls as you clamp down on himâmaking his jaw clench tight. he looks so pretty, and heâs squeezing his eyes shut from how good you feel around him. your hips were just deadlyâand the more you pictured about starting a family with choso, the more you throbbed against his fat length. choso huffs, pressing a sloppy kiss near the corner of your mouthâsadly missing your lips from just a few inches.
âhah, gonna be so pretty ân plump for me,â and once his tip thrashes against your g-spot, he whines against your neck. ângh, iâd give you the world if i could. but before thatâ âm gonna give you what you want.. promise.â
choso whimpers, hiding his head between your chest â stuffing his face into your breasts. you giggle as his thrusts start to slow, that throbbing vein that steadily repeats to run down the far left side of his cock pulsating quicker. â âs okay, choso, you can cum. give m- me a baby,â you whisper, feeling him latch his mouth over your perked nipples. every few seconds it pops out of his mouth due to the unsteady movements of both bodies and he pours. choso groans with a growing pout, cupping each tit in your mouth. by now, heâs humping into you as tepid lips of his hold each nipple of yours hostage. his teeth softly graze against your skin and you whimper, feeling your stomach seize. âf- fuck.â
and heâs just so into it that he ends up cumming right as heâs sucking on your breasts. a low gruttural groan comes from him as he starts to flood your womb as both hips continue to clash. choso shudders at the feeling of his orgasmic releaseâhis tipâs a blushing red as his eyes become droopy, whining out a sweet, âf.. fuuuuck.â
the base of his cockâs swollen as it stays idle, spraying balmy ropes into your core. chosoâs still sucking on each of your tits, moaning as your fingers tangle within his sable strands and he grunts. â âm cumminâ so much baby, so much for you,â and as you watch his dark brows crease into a furrow, you feel the pit of your tummy coil.
itâs a feeling that tickles inside of youâand heâs buried so deep, overwhelming your cunt with such slimy ropes that end up tearing down your folds. âgod,â he moans, and once he removes his wet lips from your nipple, it sounds off a loud âpop.â strings of his saliva follow from your skin and he laps it up, leaning in to give you a quick kiss. âmine,â and choso canât help but lean into your touch once you cup his face with two shaky hands.
âyours,â you repeat, returning the kiss as your legs trap around his waist. slowly, heâs still rocking into you as his bulbous tip remains to emit out velvety ribbons inside of your pussy. you smell just like chosoâhis sweet woody smell that clouds your brain, making you throb for even more of him. âall yours, choso.â
with a hand sliding down your chest, past the valley that reaches down to your tummyâhe pauses, placing his palm on your stomach. choso whimpers against your lips, giving you one last chaste kiss - and this time, itâs much more passionate and romantic. âthis is mine too,â he purrs lowly, gingerly pressing down on your stomach. âall mine.â
â ïž SUKUNA RYĆMEN.
âtsk. you really shouldnât say such things,â sukuna grunts, slouching back against his throne. all arms of his wrap around your waist â gazing openly as youâre taking in his thick cock, his second would just be barely brushing up against the valley that runs down your ass. you whimper at his grasp, trying to writhe your hips further into him and youâre met with cold, crimson eyes and a wolffish grin. âlook at me in the eyes ân repeat to me what you said, woman,â and with a hand gripping your chin, he softly caresses your bottom lip with his sable-colored claw. âspeak.â
âiâ i need you to get me pregnant, âkuna,â you quietly murmur, leaning into his touch.
heâs so thick, you felt his heavy sack rest underneath you as you straddled his lap, the fabric of his cottony kimono brushing against your skin. âyou âwantâ? rephrase that, little girl,â and you could already feel the inside of your mouth starting to salivate at just how good heâs stretching you open. youâre gapingâshamefully listening to the sounds of your own cuntâs sloshing squelches ring through the soundproof walls of his domain. sukunaâs giving you a look that makes you pulsateâand he snickers, watching you struggle to maintain direct eye contact. âgo on, use those big girl words. jusâ like i taught ya.â
âp.. please,â you moan, feeling his tip curl its way through your gummy walls. sukuna was right at his peak, just a bit of pressure and heâd be filling you up . . but, he wanted to hear those polite words leave from your lips first. as he sits on his throne with that same smug grin, he brings a hand to cling onto your waist. âcum inside, âkuna. impregnate meâgive me a baby, sukuna.â
grunting once he feels you sitting up, youâre gushing a bit down his length and he feels the slick wetness soak around his hefty length. your lap creates an invisible translucent ring that glistens around his entire base. sukuna rubs a few callused fingers against your wailing pussy before snickering. âkeh. foolish woman,â and you whine once he lifts you up with his dick still buried inside. sukunaâs shoved deep inside, churning up your insides wholly and it makes your lips part into a âoâ. the stretch was loudâso loud that each time he expands through your walls, the squelches that leave from your cunt becomes salaciously repetitive. as the demonâs wearing you out, stretching you thinâpink brows of his furrow in pleasure as his head tilts back. âfuck, better take it then. âm gonna give you an extra fill this time.â
your hips were barely moving but still, you couldnât help but slowly rock against his body. all four arms of his precariously grab and paw at your body, sending you chills at something as simple as his touch. as sukunaâs dick resumes to rummage through your cunt as if itâs searching through every sopping orifice, you feel one of his hands grab at a nice piece of your ass.
âf- fuck, âm gonna cum, âkuna,â you whine, the snugness of his dick between your walls creating a tender fluttering feeling deep in the pits of your tummy. heâs so deep, and the more you thought about baring his offspring makes you ache and yearn for more. âc.. cumming.â
your orgasm slams into like a truckâitâs unpredictable and at full speed. sukuna growls against your ear, and he ends up finishing at the same time as you. the fervor was almost too much to bare, and he groans at the way your ass sloppily jerks forward into him. steadily, his jutting dick stills inside of you as itâs spraying out thin ribbons of cum â and itâs a lot. as youâre straddling the curse, he digs his claws into your ass, feeling your slobbering-filled cunt clench around him.
âhng, curses,â he grunts lowly, his cock gradually turning flaccid inside of you. it starts to spill down your thighs as runny globs race down the crevices of your legs. you end up moaning, pressing a sloppy kiss against his lips. sukunaâs blood-red eyes roll back but he returns the gesture, allowing you to dip your tongue inside, whimpering inside of his mouth. âhorny woman. you must be ovulating again,â he says between kisses, giving your ass one mean smack. the recoil makes him smirk â and you feel the sly crease of his lips against your own form into a wicked smile.
as you remain on his lap, your knees buckle and youâre still feeling sensitive. your thighs shook as you felt tender between your legs. âmmh,â you deepen the kiss, panting heavily against his own frigid breath that sets against your tongue. sukuna holds you close, still feeling spurts of his cum fill into you, all to the brim. âm.. more, âkuna,â you whine, breaking away briefly. strands of saliva depart as he stares at you, scoffing as you start to bounce against his lap again. â âs not enough.â
â ânot enough,â she says, tch. never fuckinâ satisfied,â he shakes his head with a coy grin. sukunaâs vermillion eyes flicker down toward your hand thatâs reaching for his second cock thatâs stacked behind the main one in front. he grunts lowly, and then before he knows it, heâs lightly pushed back against the center of his throne by you. âughh,â sukuna leans back, looking up at you. âand whatâs this?â he stares at you slowly getting up, aligning both of his dicks against your slick oozing entrances. âah, one isnât enough, is it greedy girl? you just wanted âta be double stuffed today. âs that it?
tempestuously as his front cock continues to disappear inside of your foldsâsukuna grunts once you push him back against the cushiony pillow. âeh. the nerve, little one,â and with a wily grin, he watches you align yourself with both leaky cocks. each soddened entrance soaks against your entrances with your slick and you moan, slinging an arm around his broad neck. âfuckinâ brat, mhm.â
as youâre barely even moving a few inches, sukuna snarls loudly the second his flushed tip thrashes by your hole. heâs sensitive, and despite his cocky words he ends up cumming not even a few moments later. sweaty viscous limbs glissade against one another as you gradually grind your hips into him. âf- fuck,â you whine, grabbing a piece of your own ass as you glance down to view the mess. he sprays in a big monstrous load, and it comes out in pretty thick ribbons. when it came to sukunaâhe always came a lot, and as your cuntâs twitching around him, he feels your legs nearly giving out. â âs much, âkuna.â
âyou wanted a baby so âm givinâ it to you,â he groans, keen nails softly dragging down the curvature of your waist. sukunaâs throne substantially starts to growl itself due to the pressuring weight stacked upon each other, filling up the domain with its constant creaking. âugh,â his head tilts back, and he wraps all arms around you. his second cock followed shortly after, spraying right down the valley of your ass. thin stripes of cum droop down the sides of your thighs as you sit up, watching it spill out. âdonât .. give me that look, little girl,â he swallows thickly, watching as you straighten your back â hovering over his drooling tip. âhah, whatâs with the smug expression?â
ânothing,â you hum, and even as heâs still cumming, one of his cockâs buried inside just halfway - another grazing against your aching hole, he grunts from your touch. heâs weighty, and his sack hangs low due to how sensitive he was. sukuna was full and swollenâand you could tell that he had so much more to give you. âwant more,â you whine, pressing a kiss underneath his crooked mouth. âheh, unless youâre too milked out, big guy.â
sukuna glares at youâbut he allows you to have your way on his lap, feeling his other cock brush near the back of your sopping pussy thatâs sobbing with such dewy remnants of cum. âhorny girl,â he huffs, though if you squinted just enough you could see a little pout forming against his lips.
three out of four burly arms wrap around your torso, pulling you closer and you gaspâhearing your cunt squelch the second heâs aligning his second cock against your sweltering hole. âbut fine then. letâs see you take both,â and as sukuna grabs your chin, pressing a wet kiss against your mouth, he whispers hoarsely against your lips. you whimper once he gently presses his claw near the center of your stomach, nibbling at your bottom lip with his fangs.
âwonât be talkinâ for long once i swell up that pretty tummy, little girl.â
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( P*SSY GOT ) PâWER !?
bad â summary. converting a loser into a munch wasnât on your yearly bingo card ( or was it ? )
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warnings. explicit content. mdni. foul language. situationship!gojo. college au. cunningulus. frĆtting. premature ejaculÄtion. fÄ«ngering. eventual smut. gojo pines for like 99% of the fic. he also studies in pornology. reader is kinda bratty. mention of death lightheartedly. a lot of italicized words. lowkey gojo centric? 6.4k words (bye).
renaâs â note. SATORENA COMEBACK ⊠sorta (ă»ă»?)
âgimme a kiss.â
your face scrunches before the words can express your distaste. with your hand on the handle of his carâs door, your fingers tighten around the metal bar, half tempted to leave the man at your leftâ rosy lips puckered into an obnoxious smooch.
his eyelids are shut tight as his brows furrow to the centre of his forehead, face leaned in. you chuckle at his theatrics, lifting your free hand to press your digits at his pucker. his eyelids open as his brows now loosen, âgojo, bye.â
you feel his hands wrap around your wrist, gently lifting your hand off his mouth, though your fingers hover over his lips still, âgirl.â he tilts his head to the side, emitting an aura of sass youâve yet to understand, âitâs satoru to youâ i canât even have a little one? havenât i been good all day?â
you click your tongue, âyou been runninâ your mouth all day long actually,â and before your mind can even process your following words, you focus on the way his plump lips fall into another one of his childish pouts. cute. however he chooses to take your invitation is all up to him. your eyes dart to the rosy flesh as you hum, âmhm, if only you ate pussy as good as you talk shit.â
you feel the hold on your wrist drop, as his frown switches to a blank stare. you cock a brow, watching as the hand his steering wheel tightens.
he gulps, eyes narrowing before glancing over to the leather wheel, âi, uh, donât eat pussy.â
oh. . . oh.
the slam of the car door speaks the rest for you.
âwoahâ hey!â gojo yells after you, though your figure seems to get smaller with the steps you take. in your hold is your purse, bouquet of flowers heâd bought earlier and house keys. âbaby, hold onâ this damn window,â he cusses, removing the barrier between you and him angrily. you hadnât even hesitated to exit the car, as if heâd said the worldâs most vile comment.
youâre not listening, and for some reason gojo feels his heart sink to the bottom of his stomach. what the fuck had he said that made you all upset with him?
he watches helplessly as you insert your key into the hole. the chiming sounds of your keys serve as a reminder that he was definitely in trouble. that and he wasnât getting his damn goodbye kiss.
he sighs instead, albeit defeatedly. âam i at least gonna see you soon?â
the front door opens and you look back over your shoulder, and godâ he really thought he had it. his lips threaten to pull into a smile, ready for your little mood to be over with.
you grin and as does he. you even give him a cute wave, thank fuck, âhave yourself a nice life, baby.â
and the front door closes. damn.
â â
âyou said what?!â
gojo groans into the phone, sprawling himself on his king sized mattress that suddenly feels way to big for him alone. where were you when he needed you? oh thatâs right, âshe ghosted me! iâm blocked on all socialsâ can you believe that?â
he tried reaching out to you through texts to make sure you were feeling okay, but the shade of green told him everything he needed to knowâ especially as an apple user. he then proceeded to go through your social media, to double check his suspicions and there it was, user not found.
âuh, duh?â geto is as judgemental as ever, and gojo doesnât try to suppress the roll of his eyes. âbro, you just told the girl youâre talkinâ to that you donât give head. the fuck dâyou think was gonna happen?â
âitâs not even a big deal!â he argues because his pride in on the line, and he ignores the groan geto gives him across the phone. rude. his fingers pinch at the top of his nose bridge, âwas it really necessary to block me? literally just tell me to kill myself at this point.â
âpretty sure thatâs what she blocked you for.â geto snickers, and gojo realizes heâs lucky they arenât in person because he would have blocked him. instead he whines, pressing the speaker button before stuffing his face in his pillow. heâs probably insane but he swears thereâs a hint of your scent there, and now heâs whining louder.
âquit bitchinâ. you brought this upon yourself,â and out of spite, gojo whines louder. if his legs kick against his mattress childishly, itâs nobodyâs business but his own. the love of his life just walked out of his lifeâ give him a break. âand dude, no shade but do you really not eat pussy? are you gay or somethinâ?â
âi am notââ he cuts himself off once the sound of his own voice echoes loudly in his lonely room. geto winces and gojo bites down on his tongue before sighing. âiâm not gay. i love women only. seriously. how does not eating pussy make me gay?â
the line goes quiet, and gojo can tell getoâs making that face he makes whenever heâs finding the right words to say without offending gojo. it ticks him off. âalright, lemme counter that question with one of my own. why donât you eat pussy?â
gojo pauses. he tightens his fingers around his pillow as the question ponders. he thinks about having received head in the back of his car once, the other time in the bathroom of some frat party, and another in some girlâs bedroom. from all memories, he draws a similar conclusionâ they always come onto him first.
âi dunno.â his lips fall into a pout, tracing patterns into his pillowcase with his index. âthey never really ask, so i never bothered. that canât be weird, right? all of my hookups have consisted of them pulling my pants down. why would i refuse? i get my nut and thatâs that.â
and because geto is genuinely never on his side, âsatoru . . . eugh.â some kind of best friend is he.
âwhat?!â he hisses in retaliation, glaring at his phone as if it would solve his issues. thereâs nothing he hates more than feeling judged. âyou fucking asked!â
âcalm the fuck down,â he hears geto rolling his eyes. the white haired man huffs, the blow of air pushing his bangs up before they fall back down. okay, maybe he should calm down. whatever. âso essentially what youâre saying is youâve never been put in a position where you could eat pussy?â
something like that, âsure.â gojo nods, and he doesnât understand why geto sighs.
âwhy do i even bother?â though the answer is clear, heâs pretty sure geto was talking to himself. gojo clicks his tongue, ready to bark back but geto beats him to it. âso tell her just thatâ itâs not that you wonât give head, itâs just that you havenât given head. which still blows me, but whatever.â
âhow? remember she blocked me on everything?â the thought makes gojo whine again, throwing his limbs all over his bed. he hits his phone, then opts to grab it. âis that not entitlement? i have to bend my back all over the damn place just to get her to talk to me again?â
âsatoru, youâve literally done the same thing. donât act like youâre above it,â geto chuckles and gojo hears shuffling in the background. the ravenette sighs in relief, and he assumes heâs now in his own bed. âbesides, you fuckinâ love women who give you challenges.â
and fuck, heâs really not wrong. âyeahhh, you know me so well.â he wipes a fake tear from his eye. he rolls over onto his back, âwelp, iâm gonna log into your insta to stalk her account. i miss her so much iâm literally gonna die.â
âsatoru.â geto warns him, but gojo is quicker than that. heâs already typing your name into the search bar, username memorized as if it were his cellphone number.âi swear to god if you accidentally like her shitââ
âthanks bestie, love ya lots!â and he hangs up the phone. and with a shit eating grin, he giggles, âtime to start lurking.â
â â
so itâs been months (read: four days) since he last seen you. heâs thankful youâre at least in two of his courses, so he has some sort of opportunity to reach you. heâd spent the last months (hours) stalking your page, viewing your stories to see if thereâd been any indicator that you missed him as badly as he missed you.
and all heâs gotten so far is that you spent friday out to dinner (with him) (it was just a mirror pic of your outfit but an outfit you wore on a date with him) (you love him so bad), you had a girlsâ night on saturday with shoko and utahime (he barely registered they were in the selfie) and sunday was a study sesh you had at the cafe across the college. he had to screenshot and zoom in to ensure there were no signs of living souls in the same booth as you.
he was still in the clear. whew.
and so monday morning falls, and heâs actually rushing to get to class for once (late but as expected). the one of two classes he shares with you. he hopes heâll find you sitting in your habitual seat, not too far up close yet not too far back, and he might pull the fire alarm if he spots anybody next to you.
heâs a man on a missionâ heâs going to talk to you today. he needs to be back in your good graces. there were many things he wanted to yap to you about, many places he thought of taking you over the weekend, many moments he wanted your soft lips back on his and your gentle hand back in his own.
he misses you, damn it.
there you sit, in all your glory, shining so bright in the middle of this depressing ass psychology course in the early hours of the butt fuck morning. he sees you twirling your pen in between your fingers, your cheek leaned into the palm of your handâ and nobody by your side.
if he rushes and trips over his feet momentarily to get to you in time, itâs nobodyâs business but his own (and the girl whoâs backpack laid useless on the floor. hazard much.)
he so much as plops into the seat as he does actually sit in it, and he watches as you jerk in surprise. though, the look of surprise is quickly replaced by aloofness. you feel differentâ not entirely closed off but not as welcoming as you usually are. youâre probably still done with him.
well itâs too damn bad heâs not done with you, âgood morning, princess.â
you blink at him, before nodding your head curtly. âmorning, gojo.â and you turn your focus back onto the professor. just like that, you shut down another conversation.
he doesnât like that, and so he pokes at your side and chews at his strawberry gum. âyou blocked me on everything.â
âi did.â you answer shortly, though your eyes never leave the professor. he cannot be that interesting, who actually gives a fuck about cognitive dissonance?
âseen this new bakery shop down the street.â he tries again. âwanted to take you but that was impossible because somebody blocked me.â
âi mean, you know where i live.â you shrug, writing whatever the fuck the professor had mentioned in your notebook. wait, what? you turn your head to see him gaping at you in confusion, and you smirk at his silence.
âcat got your tongue?â you quip, amused by his stillness. your eyes sparkle mischievously, though your smile isnât entirely full. donât tell him, youâve beenâ âtoo bad itâs not mine, though.â
ohhh, you cheeky brat.
âso. . . you were never really mad at me?â gojo blinks, his mind running miles a second. nothing was adding up, he was positively certain you were cutting ties with him. âthis whole time. you werenât mad about the pussy eating comment?â
âdonât get it twisted,â you raise a brow, crossing your arms over your chest. you lift a finger in the air before pointing at him, âyou,â and then pointing at yourself âand i are done. we can still be cool but iâm not wasting my time with no bitchârespectfully.â
âso you are mad?â he asks again, disregarding the bitch comment. he knows what heâs supposed to sayâ to clarify the situation, to make it known that itâs not like heâs repulsed by the idea of giving headâ but you make it so hard to stay on track when youâre acting defiant.
suguru was rightâ he does love a challenge.
âmad?â you giggle, and gojo leans back in his seat. damn, youâre confusing. stone cold one minute but all giggly the next. itâs cool, heâll figure you out. âi ainât trippinâ babyâ if you donât wanna eat it then donât. another man definitely will.â
huh, âoh?â his eyes narrow just slightly, though the smirk on his lips never falter. he ignores the way his stomach just dropped to his ass at your implicationâ there is no way in hell is he letting another man have you. not when heâs still alive and breathing. âif you think iâm letting that happen, youâve got another thing cominâ.â
âeverything seems to be coming but me,â you bat your lashes, and damn he fell right into that one. you drop your pen down, giving him one last smile before redirecting your focus to the professor before you. âthe real question is what do you plan on doing âbout that?â
you give him no time to respond, and itâs not like he thinks he would be able to, as you begin to pack your belongings into your tote bag. youâre leaving and he barely got to say what heâd been memorizing all weekend. oh well, at least he now knows you havenât entirely cut him off.
if he doesnât knows better, it feels like you want him to chase after you.
god, he thinks heâs in love.
â â
gojo satoru is amazing at everything. there truly isnât something he can do that wonât come out spectacular. heâs gifted, that he knows much, and itâs difficult to stay humble when heâs constantly reminded of so.
âi can easily do this shit.â he mumbles to himself, cerulean eyes narrowing into focus at the bright lit screen of his ipad. his airpods are in, and heâs gonna be completely honestâ the pornstarâs screaming is starting to get on his nerve. however, heâs always been an exceptional student and when itâs time to lock in, itâs time to lock in.
his legs feel as though theyâve fallen asleep in the criss-cross position heâs been sat in on his bed for the past two hours. irrelevant, he decides as he picks at his bottom lip with his fingers. his device is running hot with how long itâs been since it last caught a break, but he had bigger issues to worry about. so, basically all he has to do is spread open her lips and go to town until she squirts? sounds simple enough.
he watches as the guy begins motorboating into the girlâs pussy andâ âdamn, that looks like it hurts.â a grimace creeps onto his face as the guy repeatedly goes ham on swollen red lips. heâs got half a mind telling him that the moans the girlâs letting out are entirely out of agony and not pleasure.
âaaaalrighty,â gojo speaks up, though to himself. ânext video, that shit was ass. pussy hurts just thinkinâ bout it, eugh.â
he finds an amateur video, and the thumbnail seemed intimate enough. after an agonizing ad of âwant a quick break from the ads?â, the video begins. the upper half of the womanâs body is cut out of frame, but sheâs laid onto her side, her backside in view. her top leg lifted just slightly, the man lays on his stomach and spreads them apart further and begins to lick.
he dives his tongue inside her cunt, not too sloppy, and gently works his way in. his thumb is caressing at her puckered forbidden zone, always gently, as his tongue glides up and down her labia.
gojo gulps. the girl makes soft sounds, hand coming down to play her the manâs hair, and he proceeds eat her out skillfully. her back arches, she whines and begs for more, and he never loses control. at some point, the hand that focused on her asshole moves up to grip at her cheeks, thus spreading her pussy lips further. sheâs already wet from a mixture of fluids, and the sound it creates is so damn obscene.
gojo gulps again, and his sweats feel tight.
before his mind can even allow it, heâs thinking of you. he thinks of you on your side, legs spread open for his disposition as he brings you this same pleasure. as he lays himself on his stomach, munching at your pussy in ways thatâll have you squirming all over his bed, squeezing your plush thighs around his head and begging for him to give you more.
he thinks of how good youâd smellâ how good youâd taste. he thinks of how nice you smell whenever you wrap your arms around his neck and he follows suit around your waist. he thinks of how sweet your lips taste when youâre straddling his thighs and slipping your tongue in his mouth.
pheromones are a crazy thing. your scent lingering in his car alone drives him insane. heâs so prone to boners around you, itâs like heâs a dog youâve trained.
and now heâs thinking he wants you in this very bed at this very instance, ipad be damned, pussy spread open so he can feast. so he can relish the sounds you make as you call out his name, enamoured by the way his tongue would flick at your clit and break open that dam of water right onto his face.
âshit.â he chucks his ipad onto the floor, cradling his head into the palms of his hands. how had he not ever wanted to do this before?
â â
he doesnât expect you to pick up. itâs far past two in the morning on a thursday night, and heâs missing you. badly. he misses you and your sweet smile. he misses you and your smart mouth. he misses you and the way your lips move so fluidly against his own, as if they were made for one another.
he really doesnât expect you to pick up.
itâs around the fifth ring that he hears your honeyed voice, âhi.â his eyes widen as he sits up from his bed in a hurry. talk about a damn surprise.
âhey.â he says back lamely, because of course he does. he feels the corner of his lips tugging into a smile and his heart is beating wildly against his rib cage. âdidnât think youâd answer.â
âmhm. so whatâd you call me for?â you sound tired, and he wonders if youâd been sleeping when he called. somehow, the thought makes his stomach churn at the implication you cut off hours of sleep for him.
âjust wanted to hear your voice.â gojo answers as honestly as he can, leaning down to rest his back back into the mattress of his bed. he shuts his eyes and imagines his arm falling asleep underneath your head, using him as a pillow. âbeen missinâ you.â
âyou literally see me every other day at school,â heâs graced with the harmonious sounds of your giggles, and he can already picture the way your shoulders shake as dimples curve into your cheeks. âyâre so fuckinâ clingy.â
he supposes he is, canât even find it in him to disagree. youâve been plaguing his mind since you cut him off (question mark) last week. he wasnât sure what kind of ban you were putting on him, but heâs been tiptoeing around his relationship with you for too long. the absence of your presence in the way he craves is driving him nuts. he misses you, damn it.
a longing sigh rips from his throat, âcanât help that i miss that ass,â he jokes instead because talking about feelings and vulnerability is wrong. âyou still owe me a goodbye kiss, yâknow? just left a poor guy hanginâ, rude.â
âhmm,â you hum lazily and he isnât sure what to expect. heâs just talking out of his ass, wants to restore that playful banter you guys had prior to this whole pussy eating messâ which heâd gladly now get on his knees and rock your fucking world. âlike i said already, you know where i live.â
âyou got one more time to say that before i show up at your doorstep for real,â gojo tests the waters, and swings his legs off his bed. heâs waiting for a sign, confirmation, anything to ensure you were being serious. late night be damned, he will show up to your door and flip your shit right then and there.
âthe fuck i gotta repeat myself for?â you sigh, and gojoâs slipping his shoes on. heâs wasting no more time, he wants you right now. âif you really missed me you would have been come see me. youâre all talk.â
âso when i yell at your doorstep to lemme eat it, donât start lookinâ at me crazyâiâm warning ya.â and with that he hangs up. heâs not leaving any more room for debates, enoughâs enough. and shit, when the fuck had he gotten bricked?
he grabs his keys and slams his door close.
â â
youâre looking at him like he grew an extra head on his shoulders overnight. heâs looking at you like the tee you have on your body decimated his entire bloodline. thereâs a heavy silence between you both, as if either one of you are expecting the other to make the first move.
âyou actually came.â you blink in mild shock, neck craning up to look him dead in the eye. heâs panting heavily, he mightâve ran here the second he could, but how could he not have?
âenough games, baby.â gojo answers instead and takes a step into your apartment. you back up in retaliation, and he takes another close step. you stay still this time. his hands sneak below the hem of your shirt and slide up to your bare waist, grabbing onto the plush flesh. you feel jolts of electricity imbedded into your skin with every lingering touch. âlemme eat it, come on. please?â
âoh?â you cock an eyebrow, raising a hand to press your palm flat against the plane of his chest. you feel his heartbeat thudding wildly. âand here i thought you were too good to stoop as low as giving women head.â
gojo clicks his tongue and tightens his hold on you. âi never said that.â
âyou basically did.â you bite back, tilting your head to the side. you see his nostrils flare a bit, âor does that rule apply with just me?â
âif it did, would i be here at three in the morning begging to eat your pussy?â gojo rolls his eyes. you open your mouth but snap it back shut and gojo decides you conceded. he lifts you from the ground and places you on his shoulder, ignoring your âput me down!â and opts to shut you up with a firm slap on your ass.
your cheeks jiggle from the impact, and his dick twitches in his briefs. as he suspected, youâve got no bottoms onâ just a cute pair of pink lace panties he wants to tear apart with his teeth. animalistic is what you make him.
âso. . . which one is your room?â he finds himself in the corridor, arm wrapped around the back of your knees. you fall limp in his hold, defeatedly as your arm lifts to point at the door at the end of the hall. he smirks and rubs at your booty, âatta girl. look at ya beinâ all obedient and shit.â
âshut up.â you huff, and he would bet a million dollars youâve got that adorable pout on your lips. the one you make whenever you donât get something done the way you planned.
your bedroom is everything he expected from you, fits your personality just about right. butârespectfully, fuck your bedroom. heâs got bigger issues to address, and that can only be done with your panties on the floor and a mouth full of your cunt. his dick is twitching uncontrollably at the thought of it alone.
âif you drop me on this bed, i swear iâm gonna kill you.â tilting your head, you warn him once he stands next to the edge of your bed frame. though a moot point, because if you know gojo as well as you think you do, youâre about to meet your duvets face first.
âmhm, what was that?â cupping a hand behind his ear, he pretends innocence then proceeds to do exactly what you warned him not to do. him and his long ass limbs, manhandling you all over the damn place as if its in his birthright. and no, it does not make your cunt clench, despite your thighs rubbing one against another. âsorry shortie, think i missed what you said.â
when youâre finally able to gain composure, you sit up on your elbows and furrow your brows in the nastiest scowl you can muster. he stands right above you, his frame so large it both annoys and turns you on. âgojo, you stupid fuckingââ
you want to slap the smile off his face. âyeah, yeah.â he cuts you off, before leaning down to hover over you. his arms are pinned at your side, upper body pressing against yours. you feel the weight of his hips pressing into your legs, and so you widen the space. he fits in just as perfectly as youâd imagined he would. the tip of his nose brushes yours, biceps flexing in your peripherals. you feel his breath fanning at your cupidâs bow, warm yet it leaves shivers creeping at your spine.
âthink you owe me somethinâ, princess.â his voice comes out in a low growl, from the depths of his chest. his presence is so dominatingâ his bulge pressed right up against your aching cunt, the feel of his heartbeat right against yours. it all feels dizzying, the scent of his cologne filling up your nostrils and clouding any better sense of judgement.
heâs teasing youâ leans in, brushes his soft lips against yours and watches as you lean forward to capture them but pulls away just in nick of time. he loves every one of your facial expressions, especially that adorable scowl of yours. he canât wait to see the faces you make when youâre in absolute bliss.
he tilts his head just slightly, practically mouthing the words into your parted mouth. and with a low chuckle, he speaks, âif you want it, take it.â
you mightâve folded first, but he kisses you back just as eagerly, lips moulding into one another. you feel him sigh into your mouth, as if youâd relieved him of all stresses weighing on his shoulders. you lift a hand to cup at the back of his neck, fingernails scratching at the undercut at his nape.
gojo shudders beneath your touch, rolling his hips deeper into yours and relishes in the way you moan softly into his mouth. he wants to drink up every single sound you make, wants to discover your bodyâs sensitive spots and maneuver them into making a mess out of you.
your neck soon begins to ache, and almost as if he can read your mind, pushing deeper into you as you fall back onto your bed. he never takes his lips off of yoursâ not when the hold in his hair lowers in favour to grip at his biceps or stroke his back, not even when your legs wrap tightly at his waist. at a particular grind, you moan louder than any other sound youâd made all night, and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.
âgojo,â you whine into his mouth, fingers clawing at his compression tee. he continues to roll his bulge into your clothed cunt, aiming at that spot that has you arching your back off the bed and into him. he grips a hand tightly at your plush thigh, his hold so hard youâre certain heâll leave bruises. âyou said y-youâd eat it. be a man of your, ngh, word.â
âyeah, thatâs right,â he pulls away finally, a thin string of saliva connecting both your lips. he pecks at your kiss bitten lips, the dazed look in your eyes igniting a fire deep in his gut. âgotta keep my promiseâ canât keep my baby waitinâ too long,â you feel his lips trail from the corner of your lips to the slope of your jaw, âshe gets all cranky anâ pissy.â from the column on your neck to your collarbone, âstarts gettinâ all mean with me.â
âoh my gosh, shut up!â you complain, though your hold on him tightens. you feel the vibrations of his chuckles at your jugular, followed by a deep plunge on his teeth at the thin layer of skin and another agonizingly slow grind against your clit. âfuckinââ shitâ hurry up already!â
âtsk, see what i mean?â gojo tuts, hands sliding down the curves at your torso. you feel his large fingers play with the material of your panties, rolling the lace between forefingers. the contrast of the coolness of his rings against your heated skin adds a strange stimulation to your senses. âso mouthy, âm gonna have to do somethinâ about that.â
âiâm mouthy?â you squawk, watching as he lifts your tee up from your body. he taps wordlessly at your waist and you understand to remove the article of clothing. you chuck the tee across the room, before redirecting your focus on the man peppering wet kisses all over your stomach. it leaves butterflies rattling inside. âyou literally cannot shut the fuck upâ whatâs the hold up? awe, donât tell me you canât walk the talk?â
he pauses for a bit. he doesnât let himself fall bait for your words. youâre just being brattyâ all hot and bothered and canât properly ask for what you need. you donât have to worry, heâs here entirely for your pleasure. he isnât even thinking about the way his cock throbs painfully in his boxers, doesnât even attempt to relieve it at all.
and so, he kneels at the edge of the bed. with two large hands cupping at your hips, he pulls you closer to him and rests your thighs on his shoulders. he watches as your chest rises up and down, and you prop yourself back onto your elbows.
your eyes are misty, your lips swollen and wet, your hair a mess and your neck littered in marks that scream gojo. you already look fucked out and he hadnât done shit. god, he canât wait to stuff his face between your thighs.
âi got you baby,â he drags his index finger right in the center of your cunt. he can both feel and see the material dampen with your arousal, your hips squirming as you chase for more. he licks his lips as he narrows in on the treasure, he swears he hears his stomach growling. âpromise i do. just relax for me, yeah?â
âwhatever.â you mumble, and comply to his order. he calls you a good girl, before stroking at your clit some more. the reactions you give will forever be imprinted in his mind, fleeting touches already granting him the opportunity to hear your delicate voice once more. you may be impatient but gojo is worse, and he decides that he wants to see your cunt now. he pushes your panties to the side, and the sight heâs rewarded with nearlyâ nearly, had him cumming right on two knees.
gojo gulps. âholy shit,â he feels his voice waver in excitement, eyes widened as he stares dead on. your cunt clenches around nothing from the switch of temperature, oozing more of your arousal down to your sheets. your pussy lips are puffy, clit sitting atop so prettily and damn, he wants to hump something.
he isnât sure why but you try to close your thighs together, rude much, though gojo is much stronger. he keeps them spread wide, and shoots you a look. âdo not.â
âtsk.â you click your tongue, looking away. and, oh, are you shy? âstop staring, you fuckinâ weirdo.â
heâs too far enamoured by the slick dribbling from your tiny hole down the crack of your ass. it trickles so tauntingly, that he finds himself nearly jealous. he wishes he could be thereâ oh wait, âjust appreciatinâ my meal before i eat, sue me.â
the pad of his thumb collects your juices before popping it into his mouth. âwow,â he mumbles, more so to himself, at your taste bursting onto his taste buds. itâs so undoubtedly you, a raw and truthful you, and he gives you no warning before diving right in.
âfuckkk,â you throw your head back, hand flying to grab at the nearest thing in your vicinityâ which so happens to be tousled, fluffy hair.
so, first time for everything right? but gojo maneuvers his way into your pussy as if heâd done this before. he starts off with kitten licks, teasing you some more before flattening his tongue and dragging it up and down your lips. he swallows and moans into your cunt, fingers digging deep into the back of your thighs.
heâs practically making out with your pussy. he doesnât neglect any area, not even the clit surprisingly, as he latches his lips to the bundle of nerves and lightly nibbles. now that has your back arching and pushing his head deeper into you. if there was a way to go in life, heâd gladly take this death.
heâs so painfully hard it hurts, unable to control the way his hips grind against the bed frame. your scent is driving him feral, the way you tug on his hair harshly has his balls tightening and the way you cry out his name makes him want to imprint his name inside of you.
âs-satoru!â oh god, youâve done it. you finally said his first name and heâs this close to painting his briefs white in shame. he continues to flick his tongue inside your hole and similar strokes to his humping. âyouâre doinâ sâgooddd baby, shit!â
keep praising him and heâs gonna bust. he lifts himself away from your pussy, eyeing the gooey center almost offensively, âwhy the fuck do you taste so good?â he lands a wad of spit down, as he brings two digits to properly rub his saliva into your essence. the sounds it produces are so wet, itâs damn near filthy. he clicks his tongue, âseriously. âs makinâ me mad almost.â he slaps at your cunt twice, watching how your spray down his wrist.
âyou s-sure this is your first, hnng, time?â you accuse, to the best of your abilities, as you feel him slip a finger in. youâre so lubricated, the slip inside was easy. pushing past that first ring of muscle, heâs pumping in and out of your cunt with precision, curling his digit as if heâs aiming to find a specific area. âyâknow too muchâ mmph, fuckinâ liar.â
when he thrusts into a specific angle, your thighs tremble terribly around his head. he smirks, found it. âwatched a lotta porn.â and he isnât lying, he thinks back to how he studied the arts of cunningulus, and recalls the double combo. he has to try it, so heâs back to sucking and nibbling at your clit while adding an extra finger inside.
âoh my goddd,â you whine, feeling your limbs liquify in heat from every extremity. he pushes your knee further into your chest, and so you grab ahold of both your thighs. he hums approvingly, dragging his free hand along the soft skin of your legs. âdonâtâ donât stop, please donât stop,â
your toes are curled, back off the mattress and the pain in his scalp is shooting straight down to his cock. heâs rutting and rutting into the wooden frame, the flat surface painfully teasing though it does do the job. or maybe he has you to blame.
he feels saliva dripping down his chin, the way his tongue slides into your folds and feels his knuckles in there. his fingers move in scissoring motions, rotating circles, in and outâ all the while repeatedly attacking your golden spot.
you severely underestimated him, and can barely process the orgasm that rips through you when he presses a hand onto your lower belly, ââm cumming, fuck, ngh, donât stopââ and you wail, fingernails clawing intensely into his tresses, torn between pushing him away and pulling him in closer. he decides to make that decision for you, stuffing himself as deep as possible to not miss a single drop, and your thighs clench against his ears.
so, gojo satoru is a shameless man. as you flood into his mouth and onto his face, grinding out your orgasm and using him as nothing but a toy for your own highâ somewhere along the lines, he feels his briefs are sticky. he moans sluttily into your pussy, hips twitching incessantly as his cock shoots loads of nut into his boxers.
it feels like an eternity yet simultaneously a second when youâve come down from your high, body twitching as gojo slows down his movements, his finger pumps gradually lessening in intensity and the kitten licks on your abused clit coming to a halt.
his face is soaked. his skin feels moist and damp, a thick air of humidity beginning to grow in the room, but he genuinely couldnât care less. his eyes are stuck on you, limbs sprawled out limply against your bed, your chest heaving, tiny breaths coming out of your mouth.
he slides out his aching fingers, and pops them back in his mouth, tongue wrapping around his digits so eagerly, basking in your taste once more. absolutely divine,
âchrist, iâd make a nasty pornstar.â
gojo won the poll. . . everybody act surprised (°_°)
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want me to give you another one? àčàŁ ââ
âŸââ§âș...ft : gojo satoru + geto suguru + fushiguro toji + ryomen sukuna
âŸââ§âș...cw : breeding kink, praise kink, spit kink, reader gets called 'mommy', dirty talk, teasing, overstimulation, satoru goes insane from pussy, suguru wants a girl this time, toji being in love with his wife, sukuna doesn't like when people insult his soon-to-be-wife, sukuna is dating single mom!reader
âŸââ§âș...a/n : i really wanted to do the 'our baby is so cute, i want another one' 'yeah? you want me to give you another baby?' trope so here we are â€ïž i couldn't think if i wanted to do others but if you'd like more please let me know ! â€ïž also, the toji one ? is actually a sneak peek of a longer fic i'm working on ehehe
⧠g. satoru : it starts off with you nuzzling in satoru's arms as he watches tv. satoru notices that you began to get clingier after you put your baby girl to bed. every night, you would press against him as if you wanted to merge with him and he couldn't help but tease you about it. so when he feels you nipping his neck and your hand running under his shirt? when he hears you oh-so sweetly whisper, "don't you want to give me another baby, satoru?" into his ear? he's eagerly nodding, ready to do whatever the mother of his first baby wants. but instead of letting him on top...you climb over him and that look in your eye tells him everything he needs to know : he's fucked.
"baby, baby, baby, please," satoru whines, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. he feels like he has no control of his hips, he's so sensitive, but he can't stop fucking up into you. not when you're like this, practically buzzing with need and crazed energy. "c'mon, s'toruuuu," you purr, hands splayed out on his chest. "cum f' me again? please, honey, you only came once, 's not enough." the room is hot, both of you covered in a sheen of sweat. how long have you both been going? he didn't remember, he lost count of how many times his hips desperately pressed up, shooting his hot load into your wet, needy pussy. but you just wouldn't stop. not that he minded, but fuck, you were making him so brainless. he can feel his thick cum gushing out of you each time you lift your hips, dripping down his cock and balls, onto the mattress. "h-hah, it's so fucking messy," he groans, unable to stop himself from cumming again. "f-fuck me, baby, t-there's so much cum, y'r pussy is so fuckin' sloppy." you just won't stop milking him, your soft and wet walls massaging him as you moan just from the feeling of being filled up again. god, you were making him insane, what got into youâ his eyes snapped up to you when he felt the wet drop of one of your tears on his chest. those pretty lashes of yours were getting wet with tears as he felt your thighs starting to shake, a weak moan leaving you. "c-can't," comes a pathetic sob, your hips desperately grinding down on his cock, moaning when you feel it throb. "c-can't stop, 'toru, 's not enough, i need it, n-need it so bad!" when you finally look at him and make eye contact, he feels like he's been shocked because you look a mess... "give me another baby, 'toru, i want another one, gimme another one, pleaseâ!" with no hesitation, his feet are planted into the mattress and his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest as he pounds into your dripping cunt, feeling himself cum just from the wail you let out into his ear. but he doesn't stop, he can't stop, not when his wife, his honey, his baby needs him to knock her up again so badly. "'m gonna give you whatever you want," he pants, his skin feeling like he was touching a live wire. "give it t'you 'til 'm empty, baby, gonna fuck you good, make sure it sticks, just like you, f-fuck, like y'want, yeah?" he feels you nod frantically against him, unable to speak from the way his cock drilled up into your pussy, tip kissing your cervix with each thrust. "y-yeah, you want that, you fuckin' want that, s-s'just take it, baby, let me give you another fuckin' baby."
⧠g. suguru : your son had just turned one so you and suguru let his nieces, nanako and mimiko, come over to have a little celebration. seeing the way you cared for the twins and your baby boy the entire day made him think. his son was still a baby and had a lot of growing, but he knew the kid would look just like him with a few of your features. he's always wanted a girl, and helping his sister take care of the twins as they grew up only made the desire stronger. the two of you mentioned having another baby at some point, but the rest of the week, all he could think about was trying to get you pregnant again, maybe give you a girl this time...who knows, maybe he could fuck you so good you'd have twins.
"aww...i know, i know," suguru coos, his hand pressing into your tummy. that condescending smile on his face just makes you melt under him. he's slow and methodical with how he fucks you, like he wants you to remember every vein of his cock, how it curves up just perfectly that it nudges that spot where his hand is pressing down and makes you keen. his smile morphs into a knowing smirk, his free hand rubbing your thigh. "you're such a pretty mommy, princess. do you know that?" suguru's so sweet, he's so soft, he's treating you like your the most fragile thing on the planet. he sooo slowly grinds himself into you, his hand giving another little push down on your tummy. he's so sweet to you, such a loving husband... but you know. you can see it in his eyes, the hunger and deviance swirling around in those purple irises. he's getting you soft and pliant, melting into the bed as he praises you where he knows your weak. "taking such good care of my baby, aren't you? ," he praises. his hand is so warm as he starts to rub up and down your stomach. "such a shame the geto genes are so strong in the men. however." your breath hitches when he pulls all the way out before shoving his cock all the way in down to the base. you can't help the soft moan of his name, watching him lean down closer so that he's right over you. "the girls in my family always look like their mommy. what do you think, pretty girl? d'you wanna try? want to see if i can give you a girl?" as soon as you nod, suguru fully leans over you, using his arms to hold himself over you and he really starts to fuck you. he's merciless, managing to keep that stupid fucking smile on his face as his balls slap against your ass. "she'll be so pretty, just like her mommy, so so so fucking pretty," he coos as if he isn't making tears drip down your face. he loves seeing his baby like this, so sweet and pretty for him. "okay, angel. 'm gonna give you another one, gonna flood this cunt alllll dayyy longgg."
⧠f. toji : toji never thought heâd get off on the idea of having another kid with you. yet here he is, dick hard in his sweatpants as he thinks about you carrying his baby again...how you'd start to fill out all over again, that cute chubbiness coming back, how he'd have an excuse to dote on you whenever you complained about the simplest of things. but god, did he find it attractive just seeing you be a mom to the kid he gave you. so when megumi tells you both what he wants for his birthday...âi want a baby sister,â he states bluntly. âbut, i donât want her to look like daddy. heâs ugly, i want her to look like mommy.â little brat. toji doesn't hesitate to let megumi have a sleepover with yuuji the next day, dragging you into the bedroom as soon as he gets back home.
âyou want to give the kid a sibling, hm," he hums against your mouth, teeth tugging on your lower lip. you feel how hot the tip of his cock is as he rubs circles into your clit with it, smearing his precum all over you. "wanna have another kid with big, bad toji? tsk, poor cunt missed gettin' stuffed full of cum?" you just hummed, a little breathless. your hand came up to cup his cheek, looking from his lips back up to his eyes. âmm, honey, you've gotta stop asking questions you know the answer to,â you cooed, guiding him down closer so you could press a kiss against the scar on his lip. âdonât you want me to make you a daddy again, toji? c'mon, knock me up, big guy.â after those words left your pretty little mouth, toji let out a laugh of disbelief, his mind instantly realizing that you, being a little minx, were 100% going to give him the worst breeding kink ever. he was going to give you what you wanted, what you both wanted. he was going to fuck you, fill you up with all his cum, and whatever leaked out? heâd make sure to push it back in, whether with his fingers, mouth, or tip of his dick. toji easily flips you over onto all fours and lines himself up with your slit. when he finally pushes into you, he just lets out the most wrecked groan youâve heard from him yet. god, just the thought of fucking you not just to feel good, but to fill you up, get you to take his seed deep inside to give him another kid? it messed with his head. you were almost too good to be true. each thrust he gave had you seeing stars, the thickness of his cock hitting every deep part of you. it was almost too much, but you didnât want him to stop, especially not when toji started running his mouth. âshit, look at you, babyâŠtakinâ it like a champ. c'mon, throw that ass back on me, mama, thaaaatâs it, good girl.â the sweet moans and adorable words of âgimme more,â âbaby, please,â or âsâ too good, toj,ââ only pushed him to get even deeper, to get you to cum so he could stuff you full. he coos when he sees you beginning to jolt up further on the bed, away from his relentless fucking. that's he knows that he found that sweet spot that would have you creaming in minutes. "tsk, you just never fuckin' learn, huh? 's always gonna be too much for you, isn't it," he huffs as his hand finds its way into your hair, tugging your head back to keep you from moving more. âhey. hey, nonono, donât run away from it, lemme have it. you wanted this, you wanted your precious husband to fuck another baby into you, t'give 'gumi a little sister, sâ iâm gonna give it to you.â
⧠r. sukuna : it honestly is his fault this happened, he's being snappy with one of the parents at the birthday party of your son's friend. sukuna knew better, he should've just ignored the bitch, but the comments she's making gets under his skin. "she hasn't given you kids of your own yet? that's too bad, i would've let you do that as soon as you proposed," she tries to flirt, batting her lashes at him. it just makes him sick. did this fucker not see the way sukuna looks at you? "oh, you probably don't know if she's the one you want to mother your kids, right," the woman next to him says, putting her fucking hand on his arm and he shoots her the meanest glare. "not everyone is mother material, but i-" "hey, we're leaving," he interrupts when you walk up to him, slapping the woman's hand off him as he gently wraps his arm around your waist. "i texted yuuji, that's why he's watching our kid for the rest of the day. c'mon."
sukuna is devouring you, his mouth unforgiving as he runs his tongue up and down your pussy. he's pissed, the way his tongue laps angrily at your folds as if your pussy is the reason he's upset. "fuckin' bitch," he snarls, spitting onto your clit before sucking on it. "thinks she can talk to my wife like that." you shakily gasp when he finally, finally looks at you, the sharp anger in his eyes making you shiver. you can tell he's not upset at you, but seeing him so riled up and knowing that he's using you to get it out of his system does something to you. "you know your mine right? that you're stuck with me 'til the day we die," he asks you, his thumb replacing his mouth as he rubs firm circles into your clit. "i'm your husband. you're my wife. you are fucking mine." he's about to say something else, but he stops, letting out a heavy sigh, subtly shaking his head. you catch it though, you always do. "suku, what's wrong," you shakily ask. "y-you can...can tell me, baby, what's wrong? did something ha-" "let me get you pregnant," he says, his voice low but desperate. he's moved from between your legs to over you, and you can see he's so hard, the tip of his cock an angry reddish-purple. "don't you want to give our son a sibling?" your eyes widen, not expecting him to ask that. having a kid with him...honestly didn't sound that bad. and the way he called your son 'our'...it makes your heart flutter, and you can't help but give him a sweet smile and nod. "okay, 'kuna, we can start trying if you are sure. i'm still on birth control, butâsukunaaa!" he doesn't give it another thought, sliding all the way into you until his hips are flush against yours. he feels the way your arms wrap around him and scratch at his back, and as good as it feels, sukuna needs you to give him complete control. pulling your arms off him, he laces his fingers with yours and presses your hands into the mattress before rutting into you, the slap of hips against yours almost angry. "don' care about the birth control," you hear him growl, his eyes burning into yours. "'m gonna fuck you so fuckin' full of my cum that it bypasses it. it's got no fuckin' chance with how many times i'm gonna breed this cunt." the way he's talking to you, it makes your head spin and you know he feels how you clench down on him with the way he groans. "gonna fuckin' show everyone how good of a mom you are, gonna get you all swollen 'n' round with my kids," sukuna groans, feeling his tip kiss your cervix with each snap of his hips. you can't help but look at him with those big eyes, disbelief and infatuation swirling in them. he likes this look on you, you just look so fucking in love with him, and it's all for him, just for him, no one else, just fucking him. "yeah? y'like that? that i'm gonna have a lil' family with my wife? give you as many kids as you want, 'n' all y'gotta do is take my fat cock as i breed you 'til it takes."
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crybaby.
pairing: gojo satoru x f!reader
setting: modern au
genre: smut and fluff
contains: brotherâs best friend gojo, protective older brother geto, use of pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart), unprotected sex, slightly mean gojo (but he ends up soft and sweet, I promise), dirty talk, overstimulation, mutual pining, dacryphilia, oral (f receiving), cheesy and happy ending <3
summary: satoru had promised suguru that there'd be no funny business while he takes care of his heartbroken baby sister... but he's never been the greatest at keeping promises.
âStop being so mean to her, Satoru.â Satoru looks over at his best friend, who's clicking his tongue in disapproval, with a nonchalant grin.
âNot my fault sheâs such a crybaby, Suguru.â
âCome on.â Suguru shoots him a warning look. âThatâs my little sister you're talking about.â
âHey, hey,â Satoru laughs, raising his hands in mock defense. âYou gotta teach her how to grow thicker skin. Not my problem.â
âEvery time you come over, she ends up crying.â The black-haired man sighs. âDonât be a jerk just for one moment, wonât you?â
âMmh, no promises.â Satoru grins. Sue him, heâs simply too addicted to the way your face scrunches up indignantly whenever he teases you, the futile yet endearing clenching of your small fists at your side, and most of all, the uncontrollable blubbers that leave your lips as tears roll down your cheeks.
Years later, youâre still the same. Just a little crybaby coming apart at the seams, completely at Gojo Satoruâs mercy.
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âS-SatoruâŠâ The high-pitched whine of his name only elicits a laugh from the man between your legs, sending shock waves of pleasure shooting through your body.
âBaby, you gotta stop movinâ so much.â Satoruâs large hands grip your thighs, holding them firmly in place as he continues to feast on your dripping pussy. âGotta let me eat you properly.â He punctuates his point with a loud suck on your clit that has you mewling and twitching under his hold.
âT-Too much!â You sob, hands curling into the silky white stands on his head, tugging uselessly. âSâtoo much, S-SatoruâŠâ
âYou wanna take my cock later, princess?â He hums against your cunt, licking a hot stripe up your slit, chuckling as he watches your pussy clench around nothing. His gaze lazily travels upwards, greeted with the sight of you nodding furiously as tears stream down your cheeks.
âYes,â you plead with wide, teary eyes. âN-need you.â Satoru smirks.
âThen be a good girl and let me prep you,â he coos, before diving right back between your folds, enjoying the broken sob that leaves your lips as he draws zigzags across your swollen clit.
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âI really donât understand you,â Suguru bristles, frustration evident by the way his eyebrows furrow as he eyes Satoru.
âHmm?â Satoru looks at him with feigned innocence. âWhatever could you be talking about, dear Suguru?â
âYouâre unbelievable.â He sighs. âThose gifts you bought her⊠theyâre worth almost a million yen. What the hell is wrong with you, really.â
âWell, you told me I made her cry.â The white-haired man shrugged. âI had to make up for it, didnât I?â Suguru squints suspiciously, at a brief loss for words.
â...You are not normal,â he finally scoffs.
âOf course not,â Satoru agrees, unfazed.
âYou canât keep doing this. Youâre gonna end up spoiling her.â
âAnd whatâs so bad about that?â
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âGimme another one, baby.â Heâs faintly aware that if he makes you cum again, you really might pass out. However, he canât really bring himself to be too concerned about that, not when heâs quickly becoming addicted to the taste of your dripping cunt and cries of pleasure.
âC-Canât, I canât â â You sob, entire body shaking around his mouth; youâre so sensitive.
âYou can,â he insists between hungry slurps, not letting any of your arousal go to waste. âFuckâŠâ Youâre so sweet. Just how did he survive this long without having a taste of you?
âPleaseâŠâ Youâre still shy, trying your best to stifle your cries even as they fall in a steady stream from your trembling lips. Each loud squelch of your sopping pussy still has you cringing a little, not to mention the embarrassment that washes over you every time you catch a glimpse of your juices all over Satoruâs face.
âDonât hold back anymore, sweetheart.â He reaches up to grab your wrists, pulling them away from your mouth even as you blubber out a weak protest. âWanna hear you this time, say it loud. Say my name when you cum.â One more combined thrust of his fingers, deep into your hole with a flick of his tongue across your clit has you creaming on his lips for the fourth time.
âS-Satoru!â Youâre unable to control the beautifully loud whine of his name as Satoru greets your orgasm eagerly, savoring every last drop of your release on his tongue.
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âYou made her cry again.â Suguru says, rolling his eyes as he approaches his best friend at their meeting spot.
âHuh?â Satoru raises a brow. âHavenât even seen her since two weeks ago. Whatâd I do?â
âSheâs sad youâre moving away.â Suguru tuts. âCanât imagine why. Probably because she wonât be able to use you for your wallet anymore.â
âYou implyinâ Iâm just a wallet to her?â Satoru exclaims, a little offended. The black-haired man shoots him a deadpan glare.
âYou know youâre not. But even youâre not enough of an asshole to use that against her.â
âItâs just college,â Satoru muses. âKid thinks I wonât be back for her?â
âIn two years sheâll be going off to college too.â Suguru shrugs. âSheâll get over you.â
âWhat a cruel thing to say.â Satoru laughs it off, ignoring the small flicker of jealousy that flares to life deep in his chest.
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Satoru watches as your chest heaves up and down, in your effort to try to recover from the multiple orgasms he had just given you. Youâre lying limp on your bed, unable to move save for the periodic twitching of your thighs.
âSorry, princess, was that too much?â Heâs teasing, but thereâs a genuine edge of concern to his voice as he cups your cheek in his hand. You nod, a few tears falling down your face. âAww, forgive me. Youâll forgive me, right?â In response, you tug weakly on his shirt collar, asking him to come closer. He relents, allowing you to drag him down towards you. Satoruâs about to ask what you need, before you suddenly tilt your head upwards to kiss him.
Satoru lets out a small noise of surprise as your soft lips press against his, hesitant at first, but deepening once your fingers find further purchase in his shirt, gripping tightly. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you up into his lap.
You kiss him a little clumsily, still boneless from your release but Satoru doesnât mind. Doesnât mind at all, of course, when your lips are so soft against his, and he can swallow every quiet whimper that escapes you.
âSatoruâŠâ Your voice is raspy and small, but your eyes are wild as you cling helplessly to him. âA-Am⊠Am I ready yet?â His jaw goes slack in awe at the adorable, troubled expression on your face. Your lips are swollen into a permanent pout now as you look up at him with those wide doe eyes that always had him weak.
â...Think you are,â he heaves, realizing that heâs just as fucked out as you are. It takes everything in him to hold back the urge to just take you.
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âSheâs grown up.â Satoru raises his eyebrows in pleasant surprise at the pictures that Suguru shows him. Your family had recently gone on vacation, so Suguru had been gone for an entire week, leaving his best friend and roommate all alone.
âThatâs what youâre looking at?â Suguru shoots him an annoyed look.
âOh,â says Satoru, glancing back at the picture. âUh, nice waterfall.â
âOne of the seven natural wonders of the world and all you can see is my baby sister.â Suguru exhales deeply.
âWhat? You canât blame me too much. Kidâs changed,â the white-haired man shoots defensively.
âSheâs twenty, not sixteen anymore. Of course, sheâs changed.â Suguru pinches the bridge of his nose.Â
âI know that, I justâŠâ Satoru pauses, glancing back at the picture. Youâre still tiny, only reaching up to your brotherâs, and by extension his, chest. Your face has matured, though, baby fat gone from your cheeks. That didnât stop you from being any less adorable, though â your smile is as radiant as ever. He canât help but let a small smile of his own slip onto his face.
âHopeless,â Suguru mutters in disbelief. âHopeless, the both of you.â
âHuh?â
âNothing.â
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Satoru lets you unbutton his shirt, watching in amusement as your eyes narrow with focus as each button pops open, slowly revealing more and more of his skin.
âUmâŠâ Youâre nervous. Itâs plain as day from the way your lip wobbles as your eyes sweep down the view of his chiseled chest and torso, only to end at the prominent bulge in his slacks.
âYou sure youâre okay with this, princess?â He cups your chin in his hand, gently tilting your face to look straight at him. âNeed to rest?â
âN-No!â You protest immediately, shaking your head. âIâŠâ You glance back down at his erection, a flicker of desire in your eyes. âI needâŠâ You trail off, unable to say it.
âOkay.â If he was feeling meaner, he would make you tell him exactly what you want. But he wants to be nice today, especially since youâve already cried so much for him. âOkay, baby. Donât worry, youâll have it. Can you unzip me? Can you do that for me?â You hesitate for a moment. Satoru briefly wonders if heâs perhaps pushed you a bit too hard.
But then youâre reaching for him, small hands finding the top of his pants and slowly undoing the button. Your fingers close around his zipper, slowly tugging it down.
âGood girl.â He pecks your forehead. âTake me out of my boxers, alright?â As his angry, swollen cock springs free from his underwear, you canât contain your gasp.
âOhâŠâ The soft sound leaves you almost involuntarily as you stare and wonder at how the hell thatâs gonna fit in you. Heâs thick and long, rock hard and dripping with pre-cum. You slowly wrap your own hand around his cock, lips parting as your fingers fail to meet in the middle. Your own pussy clenches in a combination of fear and excitement.
âSee why I needed to prepare you, now?â
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âSorry to spring this onto you all of a sudden, especially since you just got into town.â Suguru sighs over the phone.
âDonât worry about it. If youâre not around to take care of her, duty falls on me,â says Satoru as he reverses his car out of the parking lot, heading to the location Suguru had sent him.
âLet me know when sheâs home safe. Tell her Iâll be back tomorrow.â
âYeah, will do.â
A pause.
âAnd⊠no funny business, got it?â
âDonât know what youâre talkinâ about.â
âIâm serious, Satoru. She just confronted her asshole cheater ex. She doesnât need you drooling all over her right now.â
âRelax, dude. Iâm not that desperate.â Satoru rolls his eyes.
âGood. Keep it that way.â
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His conversation with Suguru lies in the back of his mind, forgotten, as Satoru places a gentle hand on your shoulder. âLay back and relax for me, sweetheart.â You immediately obey, laying yourself down on your bed, heart beating fast in anticipation.
âSâgonna hurt, right?â you ask softly.
âDonât worry, baby. Iâve gotten you ready, see?â Satoru comforts you, brushing his fingers against the wetness still soaking your entrance.
âOh.â Tears suddenly well in your eyes. âUm, s-sorry, it just always hurt with himâŠâ
âWhat?â Satoruâs eyes darken, unsure if you mean what he thinks you do.
âHe justâŠâ You bite your lip, trying not to let your tears fall. âH-He just p-put it in, yâknow?â His heart drops in his stomach. Two years, two whole fucking years with that asshole, and he had never given you proper foreplay? No wonder you were so sensitive and responsive to his touch, your body had never received the attention itâs always deserved.
âBaby.â Satoru squeezes your hand, fighting down the urge to find that asshole and beat him up. That could come later. Right now, he has to focus on you. âItâs not gonna be that way this time. Not with me. Okay?â You nod, squeezing his hand in return.
âO-Okay.â
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Itâs the first time heâs seen you in person in four years, and here you are in the passenger seat of his car, crying your eyes out.
You feel absolutely humiliated. You had called Suguru to ask him to pick you up from your ex-boyfriendâs house after you dumped him, but he had told you he couldnât.
âIâll send someone to get you. Hang tight,â heâd said.
You just didnât know it was going to be Gojo Satoru, who hadnât returned to your hometown since he graduated high school.
âIâm gonna bring you home,â Satoru had told you, getting out of the driverâs seat to open the car door for you. âRelax, okay? Youâre safe now.â He had buckled your seatbelt for you before settling in himself, starting the engine without another word.
The car ride back to your house is silent, save for the continuous sniffles that wrack your body as you try your best to stop your tears. Satoru silently puts a box of tissues in your lap at some point, and your heart stutters at the action.
Youâve known for many years now, that you never got over your first love.
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Clothes fully discarded, Satoru lowers himself on top of you, enamored with the way you shyly glance down at`his cock, gaze wavering for a moment before slowly looking back up at him, eyes begging for him to do something.
âTell me if you want to stop.â He brushes his fingers, tender and gentle, across your cheek. You nod, hand curling around his bicep.
âKiss me,â you request, and he gladly obliges, leaning down to peck your lips.
âMâgonna go slow,â he tells you. âYou want me to stop, hit me real hard â â He smacks his own chest. â â Right here. Got it?â
âI wonât,â you say bravely, eyes glimmering with determination. âI⊠I can take it.â Satoru laughs quietly.
âAlright, princess. Donât act all cute, youâre just rilinâ me up now.â You smile, a little mischievously.
âOh, you caught me.â
âFuckâŠâ Satoru groans, pressing his forehead against yours. âYouâre gonna kill me.â His fat tip taps against your clit once, twice. You gasp, eyes going glossy as you feel your swollen pussy clench desperately around nothing.
âSatoru,â you plead. âP-PleaseâŠâ
âIâll give you what you need. Relax for meâŠâ He aligns his tip with your entrance, prodding between your folds. Inch by inch, he sinks his cock into your warm, throbbing cunt, almost blacking out himself at the sensation of your tight, velvety walls clamping around his cock.
âA-AhâŠ!â You whine, gripping his bicep and squeezing your eyes shut. The stretch is almost too much, but the delicious sensation of being filled to the brim has you seeing stars.
âYou okay?â Satoru pants, willing himself to stop from splitting you open on his cock to check on you.
âYes,â you whimper. âYes, a-ah, please k-keep goingâŠâ Satoru rests his head in the crook of your neck as he continues to push himself in, enjoying the soft, labored whimpers as you take more and more of him, deep into your sopping hole.
âAlmost there,â he coos. âAlmost there, princessâŠâ After what feels like an eternity, he finally sheaths the last of him in you, biting at your shoulder as he finally, finally feels exactly the sensation of being one with you.
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âDrink. Youâll feel better.â Satoru places a glass of water in your hand as he leads you to your living room couch. You stubbornly refuse to look at him, letting the glass sit uselessly in your hand as you stare down at your lap.
He sighs, not sure what he should do. Heâs never been good at comforting others, let alone his friendsâ kid sisters. He knows youâre not a kid anymore, youâre a full grown adult, but the way youâre sulking and ignoring him says otherwise. Still, his fondness for you wins above all else as he takes the water back and puts it on the coffee table, letting you sit in silence.
âYou gonna be okay by yourself?â he asks instead. Satoru doesnât want to leave you alone, but heâs not sure if his presence will even help. He hasnât been an active part of your life in years, and he has a feeling that this incredibly vulnerable moment isnât the best time to barge back in. You donât reply, twiddling your thumbs.
âCall me if you need anything,â Satoru says hesitantly. âYou have my number, right?â No response. âIâm gonna write it down for you.â He finds a spare stack of Post-Its and does just that. You donât react even when he sticks the note right on top of your forehead, in a shitty attempt to lighten your mood. Your deadpan glare, so much like your brotherâs tells him it did not work.
âSuguruâs gonna be back tomorrow,â he tells you, taking the note off and soothing the annoyed crease between your eyebrows. âGo get some rest now, yeah?â You look away. Satoru sighs. Seeing you upset like this hurts him way more than he would like to admit. âMâgonna leave. Get to bed soon.â He pats the top of your head, just like he always used to do, which always made you whine when he messed up your hair. Youâre quiet now, not a peep of complaint leaving you.
He really misses hearing your voice.
âBye, then.â Satoruâs about to turn around and leave, but you do something that seems to shock both of you. Your fingers curl and grab onto the hem of his collared shirt, stopping him in his tracks. He stares down at you in surprise, trying to process the sight of your small, thin fingers holding onto him for dear life.
âStay.â The one word was enough to crumble his self-control.
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Youâre struggling to adjust to his size; he can tell from the way youâre digging your nails into his arm and the trembling of your thighs around his waist. Satoru stays still, waiting for your permission to go any further, right hand rubbing soothing circles on your hip.
âDonât stress yourself, baby, just tell me what you want, when you want it,â he murmurs against your neck, waiting patiently, torturously, for permission to move.
Youâre so overwhelmed by the sensation of being stuffed full; Satoru is much bigger than your ex-boyfriend and yet, the feeling isnât painful. Itâs so good, a throbbing ache that extends outwards from your core all the way to the top of your head and the tip of your toes. You can hardly form thoughts, let alone words, as your pussy stretches around him, trying to accommodate the sheer size of his cock.
A few more moments pass, and you feel like youâre going crazy. The feeling of being so, so full is one that youâve never felt before, but you think youâre already addicted. Your thighs flex instinctively, closing tighter around Satoruâs waist and pushing his cock even deeper, pressing right against your sweet spot. You mewl, wrapping your arms around his neck, silently begging to be closer to him.
Satoru leans into the kiss you give him, groaning as your walls suddenly clench once around him, brain filling with nothing but white noise. âFuck,â he grits out against your lips. âFuck, baby, I donât know how much longer â â
âMove.â Your command is quiet. Satoru almost wonders if heâs misheard you. But one look into your pleading, begging eyes confirms what you want. Unable to hold back any longer, he pulls his hips upwards, snapping right back into you with one long, hard thrust. You cry out, nails sinking into his shoulder blades.âM-More,â you whisper. âNeed more.â
He doesnât need to be told twice.
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Satoruâs at a loss for words and actions as you stood on your tiptoes, reaching up and bringing his head down to kiss him. His arms instinctively wrap around your waist to steady you, craning his neck to allow you better access â oh shit, what the hell is he doing?
He lets go of you like heâs touched something on fire, pulling back from the kiss. As your heels land back on the ground with a soft thud, heâs greeted by the sight of you looking like youâre about to cry again. âWait â â He reaches for you, but retracts his hand; heâs not sure if he can trust himself to stay in line. His heart is beating so fast, you had just kissed him, completely out of the blue.
Satoru knew about your crush on him when the two of you were younger. You started having feelings for him when you were thirteen and he was fifteen, making it painfully obvious. You followed him and Suguru around like a lost puppy whenever he came over, despite Satoruâs constant teasing.
He thought your actions were funny at first, becoming the root of his continued teasing. Despite still making you cry all the time, you always came right back to greet him with a smile upon his very next visit. After a while, Satoru looked at you with fondness, in the way that one would gaze at a small animal. You were harmless, sweet, and so very adorable.
Satoru didnât return your feelings at the time. You were just Suguruâs kid sister that he liked to toy with sometimes. You were awfully cute when you were mad.
But now, as you look up at him with desperation and longing, his heart clenches faintly in his chest. Youâre so, so beautiful â the pictures Suguru had showed him hadnât done you justice in the slightest. You somehow look so enchantingly gorgeous at this moment, even with tears glistening in your eyes and rolling down your cheeks.
Would you hit him if he tried to wipe away your tears?
He never gets to find out, because you speak his name softly, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. Satoru leans down to carefully listen to what you have to say. âW-Want you.â
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âSo good, so fuckinâ good for me, princess,â Satoru groans, reveling in the dizzying heat of your pussy as he drags his cock in and out of your walls, fucking you at a steady pace. âYou feel me in there? You feel me in your little cunt?â
âY-Yes,â you manage to sob out between moans, each rough snap of his hips into you melting your brain into jelly just a little more.Â
âWhat a perfect lil pussy,â He chuckles as you squeal after a rather rough thrust, the loud squelch of your hole sucking him in echoing through the room. âNo sane person in this world would ever give this up this tight wet cunt.â You whine at his filthy words, drool dripping out of the side of your mouth as Satoru continues to ram into you, faster, harder.
âSatoru!â Youâre crying out his name over and over, legs wrapped firmly around his waist, pushing him deeper and deeper. âS-Satoru, I-I â â
âYou likinâ this, baby? Tell me how much you like this,â he coos into your ear, hand reaching down to rub at your swollen clit.
âI l-like it s-so much, i-itâs so ahhâŠ! I-itâs so good,â you sob out. You never thought sex could feel like this â you never understood why the people around you were so obsessed with it, especially with the treatment you received from your ex.
Now, though, as each rut of Satoruâs dick into your cunt kisses your sweet spot, you get it. You donât know if youâll ever be able to forget this feeling of being filled by cock so brutally sweet.
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âHold on.â Satoru had tried to protest, he really had. Youâd just broken up with your boyfriend. Like Suguru said, the last thing you needed was any funny business. âListen â â He sighs out your name, making your bottom lip wobble. âYou have to go rest, donât be reckless.â
âPlease.â You tug at his sleeve, staring at him with that puppy-eyed look that always gets you what you want. He really had spoiled you, hadnât he?
âNot now,â he tried to reason with you. âYouâre still hurting, youâre not in the right mind.â You glare at him.
âWhoâre you to say mânot in the right mind?â you whine. âIâŠâ You suddenly seem to lose your confidence, staring down at the floor. â...I only ever wanted you.â
âWhat?â Satoru stares, wide-eyed, at your confession.
âKnow you donât want me that way,â you continue, voice small. âBut I⊠donât care.â You sniffle. âDonât care, Satoru. Just want you.â
And when you tug desperately at his shirt again, this time, Satoru is too far gone.
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âFuck, Iâm close.â He growls into your neck, his pace picking up as he chases after his release, He coaxes you to join him, thumbing at your clit and cooing for you to âLet go, cum for me, câmon. Cream all over my cock, princess.â
The only sounds in the room are a symphony of your moans and the slick sounds of his cock pushing in and out of your hole as a coil forms deep in your gut, threatening to snap at any moment. You feel tears stain your cheeks as Satoruâs pace increases, pounding into you so deep you can practically feel him in your throat.
âS-Satoru, Iâm g-gonna â !â You cut yourself off with a loud, lewd moan, cunt clenching down hard around him as you come undone for the fifth time just this night. You swear you lose consciousness for a second, lost in the euphoric feeling of your release as your swollen pussy throbs in satisfaction.
âShit..â A few quick, shallow thrusts later, Satoru finishes as well, thick ropes of cum splurting into your womb, filling you with a warm sensation.
âA-AhâŠâ you whimper out, pussy fluttering weakly around his softening cock, which is still fully sheathed inside you. A white ring remains on his dick as he gently pulls himself off of you, cum dripping from your spent pussy onto the sheets. Satoru tuts, placing a pillow under your hips so you wonât leak.
Youâre only faintly aware of what heâs doing as he leaves briefly and returns with a warm, wet towel, gently asking you to open your legs for him. You obey, but youâre so exhausted you canât help it as your eyes droop shut. The last thing you remember before falling asleep is Satoru leaning forward to peck your forehead, praising you for taking him so well.
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You wake up a few hours later to sunlight streaming through your bedroom window, making you squint a little as you sit up in bed. You immediately gasp at the ache between your legs, and the soreness racing up and down your body.
Memories of the previous night come flooding back as a sleepy groan sounds from next to you. Satoru stirs, awakened by your panicked sound, asking softly, âYou okay, baby?â
Oh god. Shit. Fuck. You actually had sex with Gojo Satoru.
âHmm?â He looks a little concerned at your lack of response, pulling you against him. âWhatâs wrong, sweetheart? You in pain? Sorry, did my best to clean you up and everything.â Only then do you realize that the place between your thighs is no longer sticky, and that youâre wearing a fresh set of underwear with Satoruâs unbuttoned shirt wrapped around you.
â...What did we do?â You whisper in a muddled mixture of shock and amazement.
âYou regret it?â he asks carefully, pulling back a little to gauge your reaction. You shake your head vehemently, snuggling back close to him. You breathe in his scent, eyes fluttering closed. You feel so right at home in his arms.
âNo.â You ponder for a bit. âBut itâs never gonna happen again, right?â Satoruâs breath catches in his throat.
âWhat?â
âI know last night mightâve given you the wrong impression.â You swallow hard, trying to contain the feelings bubbling up within you. Satoru just looks so beautiful under the morning sun, his crystal blue eyes glittering in the light. You know youâre not mistaken, youâve never been so sure about it â you love him. âI donât⊠do this. Thank you for being with me for this one night, butâŠâ you trail off.
âHey, hey.â Youâre crying again, and this time, Satoru wipes the tears off your cheek, cupping your face between his hands. âWhatâre you talkinâ about?â
âDonât want just this from you,â you continue vaguely, looking away shamefully. âBut I donât⊠I donât expect you to want the same.â He stills at your words, trying to decipher them properly.
âYou still in love with me?â He deciphered them spot on, but that doesnât stop a humiliated squeak from leaving you. Youâre huffing, face on fire with a mixture of frustration and embarrassment.
âF-Fine, whatever! You know already, soâŠâ You look away, gnawing at your lower lip. âThatâs w-why â â
âDonât really know why youâre so upset, princess,â he cuts you off, pulling you out of the downward spiral he sees youâre about to fall into. âThinkâŠâ Satoru pauses to swipe at a tear at the corner of your eyes. âStill such a crybaby,â he canât help but say, watching with amusement as you scowl at him with all the ferocity of an angry kitten.
âUgh, jerk! Four years later and you still canât take me seriously, God, why do I even bo â â He cuts you off again, this time with a kiss. When he pulls away, heâs smiling gently, chuckling at your dumbfounded expression.
âThink I love you too,â he finishes. âSo youâve got nothing to worry about.â A few moments pass.
â...Are you fucking with me?â You look him dead in the eye.
âTechnically, I already did,â he replies cheerfully. You look at him in disbelief. âOkay, sorry, sorry, sweetheart. Let me spell it out for you.â Satoru holds you close to him, tracing slow, comforting circles along your back. âBe my girlfriend?â
You answer him with a kiss of your own.
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Suguru sighs, fishing in his pocket for his house keys as he approaches the front door. Heâs worried about you; although the bastard had cheated on you and deserved to have you dump him, he knows youâre still probably heartbroken.
Or at least a little heartbroken. Suguruâs aware you never really that into your ex, if your drunk phone calls about how much you miss Satoru were enough evidence. Hiding those from his best friend was tough work; he would have to sit in the bathroom or the closet with his headphones and speak as quietly and carefully as possible to not rouse any suspicion.
Either way, he knows you definitely need some cheering up right now. Heâs brought you a box of cupcakes from your favorite bakery, hoping it would be enough to at least get you in a talking mood.
Imagine his surprise when he opens the door and the first thing he sees is Gojo Satoru. Not only is Gojo Satoru standing in his kitchen, but heâs wearing Suguruâs apron, a gift from you many Christmases ago. To make things worse, heâs nearly butt naked under it, only wearing a pair of boxers that are â wait a second, are those Suguruâs as well?
âOh hey, Suguru!â If Satoru is nervous or embarrassed, he plays it off well as he turns around and waves, flashing the stupid, faded picture of Remy from Ratatouille on his apron right in Suguruâs face. âYou hungry? Was just makinâ some eggs.â
âWhat the actual fuck,â Suguru grits out, putting two and two together as you choose that moment to wander out into the kitchen, wearing nothing but an unfamiliar collared button down that reaches down nearly to your knees. Satoruâs.
âS-Sugu.â Your eyes go round, stopping in your tracks. No one speaks for a moment. Satoruâs still happily cooking eggs. Suguruâs expression is stone cold. Youâre staring at your brother with embarrassment written all over your face.
âBaby, you ready for food?â Satoru steps away from the stove to wrap an arm around your waist, smooching you on top of your head. You make a stuttered noise under your breath, glancing back at your brother.
Suguruâs smiling now, but not in the traditional sense. He looks almost maniacal as he slowly places the box of cupcakes on the table before locking eyes with Satoru. Finally, the white-haired man has enough shame for his casual grin to falter.
âWhat happened to no funny business?â
Satoru is forced to abandon the stove, running away from a fuming Suguru chasing after him with the first thing he could find on the dining table â a carrot.
âSugu, stop, itâs okay â â Your pleas fall on deaf ears as your brother is hell-bent on finding a way to murder his best friend with a vegetable. You sigh deeply, moving to go after them when you suddenly smell something burning. Your head snaps to where the eggs Satoru was cooking are now sitting blackened over the flame.
Needless to say, the first morning with Gojo Satoru as your official boyfriend was far from perfect.
Thankfully, you would have many, many more mornings with him, each more wonderful than the last, that this one quickly faded from importance.
But not from Suguruâs.
âI still remember,â Suguru says, clearing his throat for dramatic effect. âWhen I opened the door on that one morning, and you were not only in my house, but you were half-naked wearing my apron and my underwear â â
Satoru groans as the audience bursts into laughter at his best manâs speech, burying his face in your shoulder. Youâre giggling right along with them, sparing your new husband a peck on the cheek as his best friend continues to tear him apart.
âThen you had the audacity to pretend nothing was wrong â â
Satoru knew he would never live this down, but he had zero regrets. Not when youâre sitting right next to him in a pretty white dress holding his hand under the table.
âWell.â Suguru looks over at him, raising a brow. âGot anything to say?â Satoru takes the mic from him, face splitting into a shit-eating grin as he says two words:
âWorth it.â
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ᥣđ©àŸàœČàŸàœČâ âč thinking about bf!suguru giving you head for the first time and heâs such a fawking tease.
âc-câŠ.uâŠg-g? sugu i donât knowww please gimme more,â you sniffled, tugging at his jet black locs. suguru lifted his head from between your thighs, a shiny sheen of your essence coating his lips and chin.
âcmon baby use that brain, i know you know this,â and with that he went back to tracing letters against your clit. he was sure youâd figure out soon enough he was spelling his name. you bucked your hips up in protest, only for him to push you back down again, pinching your thigh as a warning.
you gripped the soft cotton of your sheets tightly, your thighs beginning to tremble from the never ending teasing. âs-sâŠuâŠgâŠ*sniffle*âŠuâŠr-râŠu-u? o-oh my goodness!â the second you got the last letter right suguru wrapped his lips around your swollen clit, his tongue drawing sloppy circles around it. your body went completely limp as he devoured you, the obscene sounds of him licking and sucking at your pussy echoing throughout your room.
suguru pulled his head back to look at your pussy in all its gloryâglistening and puffy jus waiting for him to make her cum. âlook at me,â his voice was low as he spoke, his tatted hand drawing hearts n swirls on the fat of your thigh. you sat up on shaky elbows, now locking eyes with suguru. without breaking eye contact with you his tongue lolled out, a glob of spit falling onto you throbbing clit.
you gasped, your thighs twitching at the action. he smirked at you, running his tongue over his bottom lip, âmm you like that cutie?â he asked, squeezing your thigh. you nodded slowly, your pupils dilating. suguru spread your folds, eyes flicking back to yours, âwanâ me to do it again?â
you didnât say a word, instead bucking your hips up in need, a whimper bubbling in your throat. suguru flashed you grin, reminding you once more to keep your eyes on his before he spit on your pussy again, fighting back a chuckle at the way you whined. you were too cute.
âyouâre such good girlâŠgood pussy too, tastes so sweet i can stay down here all night. will you let me y/n? i promise iâll treat her real goodâŠreal good,â suguruâs mouth latched onto your clit again, his hand reaching up to grasp at your breast over your tank top. you gave him a hand, pulling your top down to to expose your chest. âsuch a sweet girl,â he murmured against your pussy, nibbling gently on your clit.
suguru groaned when he felt both of your hands begin to tug at his hair roughly, pulling him impossibly closer to your center. geto was never one to deny someone of taking charge so he let you take the reins, his tongue completely lolling out of his mouth to allow you to use him.
you were restless, practically humping getoâs face as the knot in your stomach got tighter n tighter. suguru moaned rather loudly, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as you fucked his face. the second your needy eyes locked with getoâs just as needy ones you were cumming with a loud squeal, your hand slapping his shoulder out of instinct.
suguru pulled your body as close to his face as he could, licking and slurping up your cum as if he were a man starved. you rode out your orgasm as long as you could, your thighs beginning to shake from sensitivity. âo-okay sugu okayyy,â you whined, pushing at his head, but he just wasnât letting up. his arms were now locked around your thighs, securing your pussy nice n close to his face.
âcanât stop now baby, not when i know i can make you cum harder than that,â his voice was sooo breathy and shaky, almost as if heâd came himselfâŠâŠ
yeah, he came in his pants while you were cumming in his mouth sue him!
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AITA FOR WHAT!? w/Jujutsu Kaisen
( TW ) f!reader, dark + explicit content, dubcon/noncon, blowjob, fingering, cheating, Suguruâs part will make more sense if you read Gojoâs, unrealistic anal, sex toys, coercion, spanking.
Featuring: Toji Fushiguro, Geto Suguru, Ryomen Sukuna (yes, again)Â
an: part two (more like 1.5) because my other one got so much love and I wanted to write all my babies <3 Â This one is a LOT darker than the first one bc I love testing my limits.Â
PART 1Â
r/forcinghertosuckme posted by u/Toji_FushiguroÂ
âW-what?â You stare at the man. âSuck me off right now or 'm going to throw you off the side of the mountain.â âPlease--â âIâm not going to say it again girl, and Iâm not swayed by begging.â He stares down at your shaking figure. You look at him and then behind you at the drop. You canât even see the bottom. You wouldnât survive that. You shake even harder. You have no choice you think as you drop down to your knees, you're so close to the edge that your feet dangle off the edge. âPull it out, little girl.â The big man with dark hair who dragged you to the forest grunts out. Your hands are shaking as you unbuckle his pants and pull his pants down enough for his cock to jump out. You cry when you see the size of it, how are you going to suck something that huge. The tears you were holding in started to fall. âEnough with the tear's girl, they only make me harderânow put my cock into that pouty mouth, you donât want me to put it in for you.â You grab the base of his cock. Your hand doesnât fully wrap around it. You bring your other hand up to fully cover his shaft. You start to move your hands up and down his shaft as you cry. âUse your fuckinâ mouth, feels like âm rubbing sandpaper on my dick with those dry hands. Get my cock wet.â He rolls his eyes, griping your chin with one hand, the other grabbing the back of your head. He pulls your mouth to his cock. âThatâs itâno teeth or I'll shove you off the cliff with a mouth full of cum.â Toji thrusts into your mouth, you take your hands off his shaft and hold onto his pants. Heâs thrusting so hard you feel the rocks underneath you start to break off. You cry harder as you choke on his cock, trying to ignore the tingles in your pussy and the ache in your breast.Â
r/fuckingmyfriendsgirl posted by u/Geto_SuguruÂ
You wake up to the feeling of fingers circling your clit. You smile and lean into your boyfriend's big chest. âMm--Satoru,â You squirm when you feel light kisses on your shoulder. You lift your leg to his hip. He rubs your entrance before slipping two fingers into your wet cunt. You moan, his fingers feel thicker than normal, not as long. You chalk it up to your sleepy mind. âWant a kiss Toru,â You grind your ass into his cock as he finger fucks you. âGimme a kiss baby.â You turn your head with puckered lips and freeze. Suguru grins from behind you. You gasp and try to pull away. He grabs your neck with his free hand, trapping you. âStop! What are you doing Sugu, where's Toru?â You scream, twisting your head when he tries to kiss you. âNo!â âOh, donât be like this y/n, don't act like you donât cum on my cock every time Satoru is away on a trip.â The fingers on your jaw tighten and he bites your bottom lip. You struggle before you eventually give in. Satoru grins into the kiss, shoving his tongue into your mouth. You taste blood. âW-whereâs Satoru?â You cry. âOut, went to go get you treats because you said you didnât feel good.â He whispers into your mouth. Your heart clenches. He wanted to make you happy and you're here cumming on his best friend's fingers. âStop Sugu, t-this isnât right.â You moan when the hand inside you curls up into your G-spot. âThen maybe he shouldnât have made us fuck that one time, it was like he was asking for this to happen.âÂ
r/slippingitinherass posted by u/Ryomen_Sukuna
âLook at this fucking ass,â Sukuna smirks as he watches you slam your hips down his cock. He smiles and twists the anal plug he coerced you to wear this morning. You whine. âLove this ass sâmuch.â He slaps your raw ass. You scream and grip the pillow. You wouldn't be surprised if after this is done your ass the busied and bloody. âI wanna fuck this ass,â he pulls the anal plug out of your ass âI am gonna fuck this ass.â He pulls his cock out of your pussy. You clench around nothing. âN-not today âKuna. Put it back in my pussy.â You whine grinding back on his dick. He leans to grab you by the neck. âNo, we're gonna do what I want, and I want to fuck your ass.â âBut--â âNo little one, youâre here to satisfy my needs now stay still or itâs going hurt.â He pushes your head into the pillow. You whine. âGood girl.â He straightens back up before grabbing his soaked cock and bringing the tip to your puckered ass. âW-what about lube âRyo?â You swallow, tensing up when he starts to shove his cock in. âGave you a chance to wear a bigger plug this morinâ but you wanted to be a crybaby âbout it. This is punishment.â He answers as he shoves another inch into you. You cry out into the pillow. âNow next time I tell you to do something youâll know I'm doing it for your own good.â Â Â
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old man!logan fucking you with his glasses still on.
cw/tags: smut, mdni! old man!logan. pet names (sweetheart, sugar, etc). slight dumbification. logan calls himself âold manâ. unprotected p in v. what else? not proofreadâŠ
Logan says itâs not his fault.
Itâs not him who walks in wearing a new skimpy short sundress while heâs reading todayâs newspaper. He isnât the one who did the teasing by bending over the counter to show him the plump of your ass while you are trying to reach for some âingredients.â
Itâs you who pretends to be innocent by humming tunes of your favorite song as you stroll around him with no fucking bra or panties. Casually asking him, âWhat dâya want for dinner, Lo?â as if he couldnât see your peaking nipples through the thin material of the cloth.Â
Hell, he did not even understand why you were wearing a sundress at this late hour. No particular reason other than to taunt himâyou know that he knows this.Â
Only takes him a few minutes before heâs latching to you, still wearing his glasses while bending your upper body onto the kitchen counter, âLittle fuckinâ tease. All this shit just fâme, huh?âÂ
You huff, rolling your eyes to the back of your skull in pleasure when you let yourself be manhandled to the position he wantsâspread open; his cock filling your insides so heavenly.Â
He hums a throaty sound in your ear, eyes locking to your face to catch your desperate and fucked out expression, âCâmon, princess. Yâwere just so confident a minute ago when yaâ teased me.âÂ
The reminder makes you let out a hiccup, and suddenly feel shy at the intensity of his gaze. Your floral-themed sundress is still on, only hiked upâhe wouldnât let you take it off. After all, its existence is the reason why his large chest is pressed on your back.
âSuch a shy doll, arentchaâ?â He straightened himself after you tilted your head to the other sideâcurses when he felt you squeezing your walls tighter around his girth.
Every drag of his cock back into your pussy pushes more and more high-pitched whines from you. Logan rumbles in a pleased groan as he lurks forward againâleaving open-mouthed kisses on your jawâscratching his scruffy beard on your skin, âSuch a good girl. Nothinâ else could make me cum, baby. Nothinâ else but this fuck- tight pussy. What did I do to get so lucky, huh?â
âAh- Logan!â Your nails scratch the cold marble tile as you feel the world around you change into a warm, fuzzy state. All you could feel was him surrounding you, fastening his already cruel pace.
Your mewls mingle with the thwap-thwap-thwap sounds of skin slappings, its noise radiates obscenity along with the scene it shows.
âMakes me feel guilty as an old man,â Logan shivers, hissing at the warm heat heâs got himself all in, âFuckinâ a sweet, beautiful thing like yaâ.â
Logan slides one of his large palms on the globes of your ass before grabbing them and delivering a soft spank to your skin. Like a wake-up call, you twist your head back slightly to look at the sight of him.
His blue shirt is unbuttoned to down, his eyes closing and brows furrowed as he chases yours and his own ecstasy. You wonder how his glasses still rest on the tip of his nose after everything.Â
Maybe because youâre the one moving, not him. His hands grip your waist as he moves you back and forth on his cock. Shifting you around like a flashlight, never pulling out his flaccid member as his cockhead breaches deep into your velvet walls you never knew was even possible, âJusâ wanâ me to use you around, âs that it?âÂ
You ramble a string of yesyesyesâs as a reply to Loganâs taunts, your head empty and unable to form any thought except of him. âY-yeah, sugar. I know. I know.âÂ
As you feel your orgasm getting closer and closer, your hands skulk backward to reach him, to feel him and bring him closer, âAh- Gimme kiss, pleasââ You squeak after the lingering ah-ah-ahs.Â
Good Lord. Logan lets out a dry chuckle to mock at your utter eagerness for himâbut in the end, he gives in too. He always gives in.Â
His mouth is on yours in a wet kiss, all filthy as he eats up all your whimpers and moans, âDirty girl. Makinâ me feel sâgood.â Â
Your legs barely touch the floor as he continues to elevate you up and down in hard thrusts, hitting your sensitive spots, âShit. Want me to come in you, petal?â His voice a cadence deeper, âLet yaâ feel me for days?âÂ
You can only reply in erratic nods before shutting your eyes to embrace your own pleasure building, peaking, andâ
âF-fuck, sweetheart.â Thick ropes of Loganâs cum are pumped into you as you squirt around him shamelesslyâhis cock thrusting and thrusting, letting you feel his warmth.Â
He begins to slow down his movements as you milk him dry. You whine at the feel of yours and his cum all mixed up, gushing out of your dripping hole. A filthy image.Â
âL-Logan...â You can only call out his name after your feet touch the floor, out of breath and still needy.Â
As if he understands, Logan rests his head on your neck and leans half of his body weight onto yours out of tiredness, âMhm. Yeah, gonna fuck you again, sweet girl.âÂ
His lips locked into yours in urgency, then breaking it just to smile at you while readjusting his glasses, âLet your old man catch his breath first, alright?â
You bob up in down in excitement.Â
Logan chuckles and shakes his head in disbelief. He knows what heâs getting himself into ever since he knew youâthat he has to keep up with your endless immature teasing and your remarkably high stamina.
Even with his muscles weakening and body aching the next day, he thinks itâs all worth it.
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cowboy!logan teasing his girl when he figures out she likes him sweaty and messy from work...
[god him in this gif has me scratching the walls]
pairing: cowboy!logan x f!reader
wc: 587
Cowboy!Logan coming home to you after a long day of herding cattle.
His face is shining with sweat, his scent deliciously musky. Not far off from how he looks when heâs just orgasmed, you think, despite your best efforts not to let your mind go there. Dark denim stained with mud at the hem, his boots in a similar state. Plaid button-up tucked into a fat belt, the sleeves rolled up his thick, veiny forearms.
Yeah, youâre gonna make sure he fucks you. As soon as possible.
âMissed you, baby,â He says with the softest barely-there smile. He slides off his dirty boots by the entryway, mumbling an apology for the mess heâs causing. âAnd Iâll clean that up soon as Iâm outta the shower.â Itâs said with a grin and raised hands, as if heâs expecting you to scold him.
But youâre too busy staring at his arms.
âSomething wrong?â He asks, his smile falling as he walks toward you.
âDonât shower,â You say simply, quietly. You meet his eyes and watch his confusion transform into understandingâNo, smug understanding. Thereâs a lump in your throat now, but you swallow it down quickly and stand up straighter. âWhy havenât you kissed me yet?â
Heâs smirking, even as he speaks. ââCause Iâm dirty. And I stink. Donât wanna ruin that pretty dress.â He looks down at you, taking in the sight of your body in the thin, sheer fabric. Of course, you go red in the face at his words and his scrutinizing eye, and of course, he takes it as his cue to crowd you until youâre backed up against the kitchen counter.
âButâŠâ He starts, placing a calloused hand flat on the expanse of skin just above the swell of your breast. âYou,â He pushes his fingers under your strap, âDonât,â slides it off your shoulder, âCare.â He rushes to give your bare breast a long, firm squeeze, and you canât help the soft moan that escapes you when he does. But then he pauses his actions to whisper teasingly, "Do you?"
You shake your head immediately, and he starts back up again. He plays with you, slow and methodical and loving, yet perfectly aggressive. Like a man.Â
While you watch his hand, hypnotized, Logan is intently observing your face and subconsciously mimicking your expressions. When your eyebrows knit, so do his. When your mouth falls open, so does his. And when youâve only just begun to lean in for a kiss, heâs leaning in the rest of the way, capturing your mouth with searing hunger as he moves his lips against you expertly.
Heâll carry you into your shared bedroom eventually. Make sweet love to you until the clouds shielding the moon settle into a low fog in preparation for the morning dew. Until youâre just as sweaty as he is, until the only words coming out of your mouth are "I love you," and, "Donât stop," and, "Faster."
And itâs that last command which consumes him as he kneels between your legs right here, right now, stroking you over your underwear while he fantasizes about fingering you open. He'll take his time with it, do it properly, so he can fuck you as deep and hard as he wants to much laterâafter your greedy pussy is inevitably tired of the decorum involved with simply making love for hours. Youâll want to fuck, dirty and messy and rough, and heâll wonder how such a sweet girl could get so drunk on cock. He would bother spitting the question at you between sharp, relentless thrusts, if he didn't already know the answer. Only for you, Logan.
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ony x black fem reader , smut , established relationship , mentions of other characters , short read , etc
a/n: this was fun to write ngl đđ , enjoy yall & leave suggestions for what yall wanna see next!!
"oooo s-shit daddy!!" you moaned in pure bliss and pleasure, legs clamped together face smushed ontot he pillow beneath you, toes curling, pussy soaked and dripping excessively and hair fucked all the way up! who else could have you like this but your man.. Onyankopon~
"I look good daddy?" you giggled turning faced your lovely boyfriend, your soulmate the love of your life. "you know you look good mama.. cmere 'n gimme a kiss, yea?" he muttered lowly staring at you with low red eyes, man spreading in the process signaling you to sit down on him. you walked over to your man grinning from ear to ear sitting down on his lap and kissing him on the lips. the kiss was steamy and ohh so sloppy and wet.. sucking on each other's tongues so lovingly, his huge hands wrapped around your waist and yours scratching lightly at his scalp. pulling away slowly for a gasp of air you see the saliva collide and pull around from your detached lips, hungry for more he pulls you closer snaking his hands up your dress roaming the soft brown skin of your back.. moving up to your nape while softly tugging you down till his perfectly plump two toned lips finally reached your ear to whisper "cmon ma.. we ain't gotta go with 'em.. we can always go next time?.." giggling softly you pull away placing your perfectly manicured hands atop his chest "daddyyy, we always end up doing this.. not this time! we promisedddd!!" "I know.. I know mama, but jus look at you.." he replied replied lowly licking him bottom lip. and shit you'd be lying if you said it didn't turn you on right now.. you felt your legs clench close as an attempt to deny him only know your body could just do the exact opposite and crave him more. "we have 20 minutes..." "that's my good girl.." he chuckled lowly bottom gold grillz displaying on his evil grin. I mean cmon you both looked sooo fine.. him in that suit.. you in your beautiful dress... yall look way to good.. and you did have that 20 minutes before you left.. but would it really be only 20 minutes?...
"shittttt, jus like that mama.." the large man groaned, bucking his hips into your ass so roughly at such a harsh speed. fuck he was so nasty, occasionally spitting on your asshole while his tumb fucking in and out of your while his dick fills your pretty pussy up soo nicely. you're a babbling, drool covered mess right now, arching so high for your man following his every word. "feel good ma?" all you could do was nod repeatedly while trying to chase after your third orgasm only for ony to grab you by your neck to pull your body back against his while whispering lowly in your ear letting out a husky growl all in one "I asked you a question baby." "yessss ooo daddyy fucckkkkckkkkk..." you moaned, you sounded so pornographic and sexy like this. getting fucked dumb into your shared mattress like usual. it was all to good, your pussy squeezed his dick signaling your close release and all he could do was chuckle before throwing you back down while tightly grabbing at your ass following with few spanks here and there making the soft brown skin turn dark red. "let it out mama. show daddy how good he made you feel." and those words alone sent you into one of the many best orgasms you've had yet tonight. gushing and painting his dick a nice pretty pearly white, along with his cum filling you up shortly after your release.. filling you up keeping you nice and full~
best believe yall missed an outing.. again ..
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Ohhh, maybe something with sugar daddy minotaur? Started with money end on the bed then the minotaur get so clingy with us, claim to be more then sugar daddy because our squirt đ„ș
I feel so hot request something like this ahhh-
Minotaur daddy
Minotaur x fem!reader || daddy kink, squirting, praise kink, oral sex, super fluffy fluff
When he reached to you through your social media to be your daddy, you thought it was a stupid bot once again, but you answered to see what kind of crazy offer he had to give you. It was funny at first, just checking if he was a bot. But in less than thirty minutes there was an amazing sum in your bank account and you had a date and a contract set with the most handsome minotaur youâve ever met.
Your first date was amazing, soft and quiet and he indulged you in everything you liked. You fell a tiny bit in love with him that day, but your relationship was purely transactional. Or so you thought.
You fooled around a couple times, but he never got his pants down. He pleasured you over and over, but never taking care of himself. He insisted it was all for you, that you were the focus of that relationship, money or not. So it worked great for you, you got his soft big tongue ravishing your pussy and money for it. You were completely fine with itâŠ
But the reality is that you werenât. Not at all. You wanted more, so much more. He gave you the best orgasms of your life, allowed you to pay for your living and indulged on your stupid craving. He took you out, dressed you with fancy clothes and paraded you around like the most precious thing he had. And that was great. But you wanted more, so much more. You wanted him. You wanted him to fuck you into oblivion. You wanted him to want you⊠But you didnât know how to tell him that. How to act on your feelings. You didnât even know if he wanted you that way.
The only thing you knew is that he fucking loved eating you out until you were a mess.
You were whiting against the sheets of his fancy penthouse. âPlease, daddyâŠâ You came three times already, your pussy so tender and overstimulated you didnât know if you could go more.
âOne more, babe. Gimme one more and Iâll stop,â he always promised that. He always said he wanted one more and you ended up soaking his face and clenching so hard on his fingers he would whine and tell you how fucking amazing your pussy was.
âI donât know if I can,â you told him. Someplace inside of you, you knew there was at least one more inside of you, but it felt different this time.
He always ate you out incredibly well, but for some reason the combination of his fingers and his rough tongue were hitting something different inside of you. It was like you were on the edge of the most amazing thing was at arm reach but you couldnât get to it. Not quite. Not yet. Your need to be a good girl was above your need for him to stop.
âOf course you can, babe. Do it for me. Come for daddy one more time,â he coached. His words felt hot and bothered against your pussy, his lips engulfing half of your pussy at once, lapping and sucking as he pressed against your G-spot over and over. His clever fingers giving your insides a massage that was driving you into insanity.
But you didnât know if you could do it. It was so close but so far away at the same time. You grabbed his horns and rose your hips to meet his eager tongue once again, trying to reach that part of you that wanted to break under him, that part of you that wanted to be pliant, perfect for him. He chuckled at your eagerness and resumed his activities, his big tongue playing with your clit softly but intently, the way you liked. His fingers inside of you rubbing circles in the most awesome way. Your eyes were closed as you panted, pulling at his horns until he whimpered against your flesh, making you feel even better.
And then you felt something inside of you break down, like he destroyed some kind of dam and you were exploding into a million pieces.
You squirted for the first time ever over his surprised face as he pulled his face back but kept rubbing over your G-spot. You came, and came, and came until you felt you were losing your mind and your brain was melting inside your head. It was the most extreme feeling youâve ever felt and the most amazing, too.
When you came down, still panting, he pulled you to him, your body wrapped around his as he caressed your naked back. âYou did amazing, pretty girl. So good for your daddy.â You blushed at his words, like you always did. There was something special about him praising you, you never thought you had a praise kink, but he helped you discover a lot of things about yourself⊠Like you could squirt.
âI didnât know I could do that, daddy,â you confessed. You tried not to sound too shy, but the fact that his furry face was still damp with your release and he was smiling at you like you held the light of the universe was doing things to your insides.
âYou did great, you are perfect. My perfect pretty girl,â he caressed your face and pulled you up. Your mouths collided into a frantic kiss that left you breathless. He parted ways and said: âI think Iâm going to keep you,â he whispered, making you shiver and look at him confused.
âWhat?â That couldnât mean what you thought it meant. Right?
âI want you to be more than my sugar baby,â he responded, your heart doing crazy shit inside your chest as the butterflies inside your stomach flew around frantically.
âWhat are you saying? Do you want⊠more?â You asked, wanting to be sure of it.
âOf course I want more. I didnât know how to say it because I thought you wouldnât want an old bull like me. But you coming like that, for me⊠That was too much, babe. I need you like I need air. And I would need a repetition of that at least once a day for the rest of our lives. I⊠I love you.â The softness in his tone mixed with the way he was looking at you, your heart was beating like crazy in your chest and you thought you were about to implode with happiness.
âAre you for real, donât joke with me. Because I love being your sugar baby but I kind of⊠love you, too,â you confessed. The happiness in his eyes was answer enough. You launched for his mouth, and you felt like everything was right with the world again. Like there was hope in the future. âBut Iâm still going to want pretty dresses,â you joked when you broke apart.
âOf course, pretty girl. Everything you want.â You smiled down at him and kissed him again until your bodies were melting into one.
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⧠âșËł cw. fem! reader, husband nanami, fıngering, praise, talking you through it, squırting, dirty talk, mdni.
âdonât be shy, sweetheart. get it wet, atta girl,â
nanami would murmur right up against your ear, warm breath fanning against the shell of your earlobe. it tickles, and as youâre laid flat back against him with a few fawn strands of his chest hair brushing up near you, you whine. your legs were unapologetically spread wide open with a bundle of your toes curling up exquisitely. the back of your head rubs and rubs against his bare chest, and heâs got the softest smile. âah ah,â he whispers, watching as your own crumped up finger buries itself into your cunt and lazily moves around. âremember the method i taught you. circle it around, yeah,â and your breathing hitches the moment the tip of your digit encircle a slippery swab of your sheeny slick. âhere, let me take it from here for a bit.â
with your laced panties pulled back near the crevices of your thigh, you collapse flat against his chest. his warmth, a single moan escapes from your lips at how close he was to you. his scent, nanamiâs cologne engulfs in your nostrils and itâs such a rich, citrusy aroma. âo- okay.â was all you could manage to whimper out, feeling the cold band of his g-shock ghost against your thigh.
âitâs gonna get messy, my love,â he warns you, a bit of humor in his tone â you throb, two fingers of his smear against your drooling heat and your mouth slowly dangles open. âooh, my oh my. sheâs quite the talker today huh,â he hums at the sounds of your weeping cunt - sloshing and creating various laments of squelches from his consistent rubbing before you whine. âletâs hear what sheâs got to say, hm?â
âf- fuuuck.â youâd mewl out, feeling him slowly ease a finger inside of your slit. by this point, heâd taken out your finger and replaced it with his own. nanamiâs pointed chin rests against your shoulder as he watches intently.
even your colorful swears sounded angelic. behind you, you could feel his dick twitch in his boxers at just the sound of your voice. already, you were soaked heavily. nanami felt like being a bit of a tease tonight though.
with one hand focusing its attention between your thighs - another creates a tantalizingly slow, trail up and down your body. his fingertips dance against your skin as he glances at you jerking and shuddering. all from his touch, he wanted to make sure to savor your body.
in a way, you were like art to him, a breathtaking canvas that was forevermore priceless.
âgimme your hand, my love,â he requests, lukewarm plush lips pressing a chaste kiss near the inside of your neck. a breeze of his minty fresh breath sets against your sinuses before you comply. as he takes ahold of your wrist, nanami makes you start a trail of your own. gradually, heâs dragging your arm further down your body, making sure your fingers get a feel of every single part of you. ânice ân slow, good. doinâ so good.â
a breathy pant starts to rip out of you, hauling out of your lungs abruptly and youâre panting like a dog - heâs so gentle, his words only added more fuel to the fire before you feel the brief pangs of heat between your legs intensify.
nanamiâs thick finger turns into two and you let off a melodic whimper as heâs stretching your pussy open. âopen for me baby, focus on those breaths,â and as youâre just sluggishly pressed up against his chest, he gives your you another kiss. this time, itâs near the top of your head. âmy good girl.â he purrs, voice raspy and filthyâpouring with nothing but admirable love and affection.
it was as if a feverish, fire was bristling against your skin. it was subtle, real subtle. you sigh deeply at his two fingers leisurely prod their way inside of your accepting, gummy walls. âk- ken,â you whine out, hearing the lewd sloshing sounds of your own arousal. itâs wet, youâre wet. nanamiâs still guiding you to touch yourself in a way that makes your perked nipples throb. a gentle hand firmly but sweetly grabs your wrist, having you feel right near your heaving chest. your breaths were shallow, short brief inhales coming out of you before your eyes start to roll and flicker back. âyour fingers, âs long, ken.â
âoh, are they now?â he utters, a tender grip compressing against his pink glossed lips. âiâd hope so, theyâre just the right size for my wife, are they not?â
by the second, you could feel yourself coming close. you could feel yourself reaching your inevitable, destined peak. âcâmon, big girl words. talk to me,â he shushes your sweet, babbling moans. you were speaking a good sentence of gibberishâinaudible whimpers mewling out your throat at each millisecond that passes. youâre squirming a bit in pleasure, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip, creating a bite. nanami then slides his slender fingers out so you could do the rest. you whine, trying to copy his method. your digits slickly coat and drip against the outer part of your cunt before sliding your fingers in. huffing, you feel a pulsating pulse near your aching labia. âhowâs it make you feel, sweetheart. feel good?â
âfeels good, âken,â you puff out a single exhale in dry, irregular breaths. you felt your own slick stick against your pried open legs like glue. it was a mess indeed, and before you knew it, you were right there. âkento, finish for me, please p-pleaseee.â
âbut my love,â he hums a dulcet tune against your ear, your thigh tapping and tapping in anticipation. itâs a salty taste pouring into your mouth but as the seconds progress, itâs turns sweet,
bittersweet.
the filthy, moist squelches became so loud that it starts to echo through the thin walls of your cozy, homey residence. âyouâre supposed to be doinâ this, not me. âm just showing you how.â
letting off a near pornographic moanâyou were cut off the minute your fingers thrash against your g-spot. your noises made him hard, so whiny and pleasing to the human ear. once you feel the twitching muscle, itâs soft and hollow with a squishy surface, scratching such an orgasmic itch in your brain. you could barely even form words with how dumb you were right now. âright there âken. i feel something.â
âkeep feeling there, baby. âs okay,â he holds you from behind, feeling your body continue to slump back against his chest. your legs vigorously shake like an earthquake - its intensity was jittering you to your wits end. with two eager fingers swirling around the insides of your needy cunt, your jaw drops. a pocket seed of ecstasy welts and surges all through you. as he grabs your wrist again, nanamiâs helping you finger yourself with your entire wrist â helping you do a bowling ball grip with two fingers. two stuffed inside, the others just being idle. it felt so good, you werenât gonna last a second longer by this point. âyouâre so close, sweetheart. use those pretty fingers, mhm. so close, make a mess on me, make a mess on your husband so i can clear you right up.â
a pitched ringing sound goes in your ears and right back out. as youâre zealously twitching from the touch, the stimulation, you let off yet another long, pitched moan. itâs a lengthy moan, nowhere near short.
you elongate a single syllable and lasts it for a good four seconds until you realize youâre cumming. one wave comes, then two, then three until everythingâs all crashing down on you.
âk- kento,â you whimper, feeling your digits tangle up inside and get soaked from top to bottom with your honeyed slick. but it doesnât stop there, in fact, once you look down, not only were you coming undone but you were also gushing out. it sprays, a translucent splashing tint dampens against the satin ruby sheets and nanami simpers. âoh my g- goddd.â
he feels your soddened rapture pouring all out, electricity like currents traversing all throughout your body and you grow limp. âaw,â he speaks first, seeing how your climax took everything out of you. nanami brings a hand down between your legs, a thumb swiping against your swollen cunt before he smears your juices right on your entrance. âmy messy girl, did you just squirt on me?â
you donât replyâyour breathy, shaky moans being your answer and a hand of yours squeezes his wrist. itâs so many nerves, a bundle of them being touched and convulsed strike right within you before he kisses the top of your head. âseems like my wifeyâs a little squirter after all,â he purrs once more, his voice as smooth as silk. as nanami slowly makes you pull out your filth covered fingers, a cobwebby string of lustrous gloss runs off from the tips of your fingers. âlook at this,â he grabs your wrist, holding it up in front of you before he does what youâd last expect.
nanami gingerly wraps a hand around your wrist, inching it toward his face before he pops two of your slippery slick digits into his mouth. he groans at your cherry sweet taste - making sure to savor and relish the toothsome flavor before his tongue curls around your fingers.
âmhm,â and as heâs sucking on your digits to clean them just like he said, you could feel yourself throbbing again. once nanami finally removes his mouth from your two wet fingers, he lowly chuckles against your ear. âsuch a good girl,â he praises you one last time before getting his own fingers wet, wiping them both near your sopping clit. âletâs do that again. now spread these gorgeous legs wide again for me, my love. gotta get my wife just a little bit wetter.â
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that back. |R.R|
heyyyyyyyy. this is dedicated to @harmshake for inspiring me. love ya twin. ty always <3 ty for getting me out my funk and inspiring me.
and @shes2real. loveeeeeee ur fics. gotta go check em out if you havenât.
warnings: pure smut. no plot. nun. just freakayyyyy. no one under 18.
parings: roman reigns x black!reader
âah!â your fresh manicured white toes popped as your leg laid over your manâs shoulder
âi know, babygirl, i knowâŠâ he sighed into your neck as his hips continued to snap towards your pussy, âbeen a good girl all day for meâŠgotta give my baby her reward.â
roman loved being vocal during sex. he loved making your head spin and your heart swell with his words making you speechless. wellâŠyou were already speechless but yk what i mean.
he grabbed you other leg hiking it up further around his waist allowing you to feel him deeper, âwhy are yâyou fucking me like this?â you strain latching your hand onto his back, digging ur nails into it attempting to relive the pressure in your center
âwhy not? tight ass pussy always ready for me. you hear her crying for me? let me show her daddyâs home.â
squelching noises echoed from around the room. you could feel yourself dripping down romanâs dick right onto the bed sheets creating a wet spot. your pussy swollen and worn out yet still squeezing down on him pulling him back inside for more. he loved you like this for himâa babbling, dizzy, dick drunk mess. you loved it even more.
he pampered you in and out of the bed room; this all starting from coming home to a hot bath waiting with candles and pink rose petals scattered around. you let him wash your body down, an intimate act all too familiar, before his washcloth covered hand got closer towards ur aching pussyâwashing rubbing you there letting the heat from the cloth bring you towards your first orgasm of the night. you both quickly took it to somewhere it wouldnât turn into a slip nâ slideâŠwell?
that familiar feeling for the 4th time tonight pulsed inside your belly again ready to gush out onto your manâs dick.
âshit! You gotta stop scratchinâ me babyâŠâ he hissed before throwing ur legs over his arms, pushing them towards either side of your head
his movements sped him, continuing to dig at your pussy making a mess in the middle of your thighs. bad choice.
you lived for your manâs back. the way his body loomed over yours like a shield felt nearly romantic. and it was beautiful to say the least. you knew if you kept leaving marks, heâd kill you for it in the morning. heâd have to cover up again, which would make him loose out on money. roman knew his fan base, the ladies wanted what they wanted. but fuck those hoesâŠyouâd give them something to stare at for-sure now. youâd carve ur name with your nails if you could.
your nails caved inwards again in his skin dragging all around to relieve both the pain and pleasure your man was creating with the swivel of his hips. the vein in his dick pulsing against ur spot with the new stroke. your hips attempting to buck into the mattress to escape the new rhythm.
âyou feel me baby? right in that pussy? right where i need to be, baby. you wetting it up so good baby. iâm not stopping till you cum on it.â
âf-fu-uckkk! i canât roman, ah!â you sobbed out sinking ur teeth into his shoulder. your pussy clenching and unclenching, his dick desparate to find its hiding place in your pussy.
âwhy not baby? fuckinâ good ass pussy. gimme what i want, babygirl. get that nut.â he roared into your ear
not for the first time, you felt the white flash behind ur eyes as heat radiated from ur toes right towards your pussy. with a loud whine of incoherent words, your cum gushed out around romanâs still thrusting cock now with a new layer of your cum coating it, fucking your through it. you let out a mixture of screams and sobs as he chased his nut, fucking into you faster, the stimulation becoming too much to bare. your nails scratching roman anywhere it could, clawing at him.
âwhere can i cum baby? where you want it at?â
âin my pussy..â you whimper out hoarsely
ânah, speak up. Where you want it at, baby? i can come in this pussy? My pussy?â
âin my pussy! fuck! cum in meeee, roman. cum in me, pleaseeee.â you beg with a pout, he leaned down connecting your lips together. his strokes becoming erratic before you felt the long hot spurts of his cum spraying your walls.
âshit! fuck! i canât stop, baby. ahh!â he moaned in your ear as his thrust slowed down. your breaths both racing to pull it back into your lungs
roman continued to feed you small soft thrust before pulling out. he eased your legs of your shoulders to watch the mixture of your cum oozing out of your pussy and dribble onto the bed sheets. he lowered a thumb to your clit to rub small circles, causing your pussy to convulse and push his cum out in bubbled pools. after, he used his thumb to finger fuck it back into you with a small whimper, he got up to grab a towel to clean you off.
âdamn, baby!â you hear him call out from the dark bathroom
âwhat?â you strain out, still trying to catch your heart rate back to normal
âwe gotta invest in some gloves or something for you, when we fuckinâ baby girl.â he reemerged from the bathroom with a towel in hand. you took the time to notice all the bright red scratches that coated his tanned arms, and the teeth marks in his neck. he did a small spin, to show you his back.
he damn near looked fresh out of a TLC match.
âshouldnât have been fuckinâ me like that than.â
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Can we please please please have more of bad boy Geto?? Sfw or nsfw as per your wishh
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BAD BOY!
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Pt. 1
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Pairings : Geto Suguru / fem!reader
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Synopsis : your boyfriend is a bad boy that your parents disapprove of đđïžđ€
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Warnings : đ MDNI/18+, smut, cunnilingus, creampies, condoms/taking off condoms (consensual), riding his motorcycle đ„”, names (princess/baby/sl*t), some cervix rubbing/big d*ck Geto, toys (G-spot vibe), bl*wjob, degradation, corruption kink, daddy kink, breeding kink, mentions of being drunk (fluffy), +++
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Note : i wrote this in public and felt super giggly abt it lol
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who rumbles down your street on his bike, gloved hands resting on the handles, and stares at your house. He waits and quickly sees you trotting out the front door like a princess escaping her castle. He gives you a French kiss before saying "Hey princess. Hop on."
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who has watched you ride his motorcycle â no no, not in the way you think. Panties soaked. Clit squished on the seat. Rutting back and forth. "That's a good little princess. Cum on it like it's my thigh."
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who takes you to get your first body piercing. He leads you by the hand and his face is alight with a devilish grin. "I can't wait to buy you pretty piercings, baby. You're gonna look so good strutting around town wearing my diamonds."
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who asks after suckling on your puffy clit for a whole hour; "Baby, I think you like me too much. You know I'm a bad influence, right?"
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who lets you sit on his lap whenever you have to treat one of his black eyes. "Hey, you know what would make me feel better, baby? If you rode my lap like you ride on my bike đ"
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who makes it very apparent that he has a tongue piercing by rolling it over your clit and through your slit over and over. He laps up your juices after making you cum, and seductively wipes the streak of your slick off his cheek with his thumb.
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who loves it when your secret kinks slip past your lips. "Did you just call me daddy?" he asks and you immediately blabber apologies, but he just silences you with a rough kiss, "I can be your daddy, baby. You just lay back and take it like a good girl, okay?"
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who grins like a devil when corrupting you with new kinks, and enjoys turning your innocent kinks into something nastier.
"You're taking me so well." he praises you in a soft voice while his cockhead rubs into your cervix, "Can't believe your pussy can take so much cock. Such a greedy little cunt..." he puts his full weight on you when he nears orgasm, trapping you with his sweaty, muscular body. "Fuck, your slutty little hole is gonna milk me dry. You ready? Yeah I'm gonna give you my babies. Can't believe you wanna get pregnant. You just need a big cock stretching you out 'n that makes you happy, yeah? Aw, cockdrunk fuckin' slut... yeah I know you like it when I call you a slut, too. Nasty little slut. Take my cock, baby. Just take it."
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who is also a tattoo artist and gives you your first tattoo. You have to hide it from your parents, and something about this fact makes Suguru smirk. He's put his mark on their precious girl â their daughter.
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who gets off on the fact he's the bad boy corrupting someone's innocent daughter.
"Baby, you know I'm no good." he hums against your ear in an irresistible voice. "You shouldn't be sneaking around with me." he drops his voice lower and nibbles your ear, "You're being a bad girl."
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who, when drunk with you, proclaims his love for you over and over and over.
"Fuck, babyyy I love you so much. Come here 'n gimme another kiss." and then he smothers you with kisses until you're making out on his parked motorcycle in the empty parking lot at night. "God, whenever I kiss you I feel like marrying you so bad..."
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who treats you like you're a goddess. Wiping your tears when you cry about anything, murmuring "Please don't cry, princess." and also using this line on you when you cry from pleasure about how big his cock is, or when your eyes water when deepthroating him for the first time.
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who, even after being kicked out of your house many times by your dad, still climbs in through your window to fuck you in your bed.
He fills condom after condom but then he checks his wallet and oops â he ran out of condoms. "I wanna take you raw, Sugu, please!" you paw at his abdomen and wiggle your pussy back down on his sensitive cock. He hisses through his teeth, "Fuck, okay... anythin' for my princess..." and plunges his big cock into you raw.
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who has been shoved out of the front door by the collar of his biker's jacket by your disapproving parents. He makes a joke of it, putting his hands up as if he's being arrested and laughing naughtily.
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who promises; "I'll come back for ya, princess." and he does. He whisks you away. You give him dolly eyes and beg to run away with him.
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who stuffs a hot pink G-spot vibrator in your pussy before letting you straddle his motorcycle.
He smirks while riding, knowing that you're feeling the rumbling vibrations on your pussy as well as the buzzing of the toy stuffed inside you. Oh and he just loves seeing you struggle to dismount the seat once you're parked. "Bad girl, you made the seat all wet with your pussy." he scolds playfully.
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Bad boy Geto Suguru who always unzips his pants tantalizingly slowly.
His heavy cock smacks against your cheek as soon as it's freed, it's always accidentally-on-purpose. "Sorry, princess, did that hurt?" he asks sarcastically while rubbing his tip across your glossy lips. "Spit on it." he commands, and you happily spit on his cock. "That's a good girl â kitten lick it. Yeah, just like that." he groans and tenses his abs. "Now open wide."
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Thinking about Choso whoâŠ
Loves any and all sorts of attention from you, even when youâre upset with him.
Heâd love the way you frown at him or how your brows tense, finding you nothing more than cuteâ especially if youâre shorter than him, that just makes it even more amusing to him.
And if you happen to be taller than heâs lowkey ready to get down on his knees and apologize by putting his head in between your legs, even if youâre the one in the wrong.
Enjoys being seen out in public with you.
PDA is probably one of his favorite things, especially when he notices someone looking at you too long.
Thereâd be a time where a little boy or girl compliments you and suddenly heâs jealous even though itâs just a harmless child thatâs admiring you.
If you had an ex that wonât leave you alone, would make it his mission to send him (consented) videos of you cumming on his cock.
Nine times out of ten, youâre on top of him, riding him tilâ his eyes are to the back of his skull and he canât stop himself from groaning. Asking you things like, âYouâ ever ride your ex this fuckinâ good?â To which youâd respond with a quiet whine of no.
And next heâs got you bent over for him, hips snapping forward into you, heavy balls smacking against you with his ever thrust, and thick cock filling you up perfectly. All as heâs still mocking your ex, âHe never fucked you this good, huh?â âProbably not, right?â âOh shit, you canât talk too well, can yaâ?â âThat feel good baby? Hm? Go ahead ând tell the camera whoâs fuckinâ you to tears.â
Loves showering you in compliments.
âYou look so pretty in that, kinda like a princess.â
âI love your eyes, never stop lookinâ at me please.â
âYouâre so beautiful.â
âIâm the luckiest man in the world, arenât I?â
âYouâre so cute, baby.â
Could get off on your smell alone.
Itâs perverted, yes, but sometimes he gets really needy for you. Heâd shove his face into your pillow, smelling a mixture of your perfume and last used soap and using that to get offâ fisting his cock desperately as each whiff of your scent makes his thoughts blur together and his body twitch.
Would do anything you ask of him.
He doesnât care what it is, as soon as you have that requesting tone in your voice, the word yes is rolling off of his tongue without second thought.
Whoâs not the richest man in the world but works hard just to spoil you.
Choso loves giving you gifts. The way your eyes light up and a beautiful smile plasters across your face, it makes his heart throb in desire and he canât help but have the urge to give you more and more.
Heâd give you the world if he could.
Shuts you up by telling you to get down on your knees.
He doesnât get mad at you often but when the argument gets to a certain point and he can tell youâre being a brat on purpose, heâs punishing you by fucking your throat.
His cock would be stretching your throat open too, filling your mouth up with cum after a few minutes because he still canât always last too long with youâ youâre still as pretty as ever on your knees with tears running down your face and a mouth full of his cock, the sight makes him fold every time and suddenly he canât even remember what he was upset with you for.
Apologies to you by drowning in between your legs for hours.
Literal hours too. He doesnât care if you told him you forgive him a thousand times already, once heâs down there itâs hard for him to get up. His jaw could lock while heâs nose deep into your pussy and he wouldnât care, your taste is too addicting.
Then thereâs the way you moan and whine out his name, begging him to give you a breakâ yet it only makes him more eager to get you off. Even if you squirt on his face, he wonât care, if anything heâs begging you to do it again. Groaning a simple, âGimme another one, princess. Please?â
Blushes when you compliment him.
Heâs not used to it so whenever you call him handsome, his ears are turning red and heâs mumbling out a cute thank you in response.
You once praised him and called him a good boy and he moaned, begging you to call him that again and again. It made his cock so unbelievably hard that he was aroused for practically the rest of the night.
Another time you said you were proud of him and he started showering you in kisses and telling you that heâs only doing good because he has you.
Brags & yaps about you whenever youâre the topic of conversation.
The second your name is said by someone nearby, his mouth is on auto-response. Heâll tell people how hard working snd perfect you are, how he doesnât really deserve you but heâs so happy to have you as his lover.
Calls you specific pet names.
Baby, princess, loveâ they all slip out of his mouth before he even realizes heâs saying it.
If you told him you liked being called âmama, mamas, or maâ heâd settle on calling you ma.
Sometimes he just calls you his. His girlfriend, his partner, his wife. His anything and or everything.
In the rare case that heâs degrading you because youâve asked him toâ heâs calling you a slut. His slut, a dirty slut, pretty slut, his good slut, doesnât matter.
Loves you more than he loves himself.
Heâd cherish you like no other. Every kiss from his is filled with love and every time his eyes meet your face, his pupils dilate.
A/N: In honor of my lover Choso. Please come home, the kids miss you baby. :( Gege Akutami when I get my goddamn hands on you its a wrap.
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