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Careful, Bub | DP&W!Logan Howlett x F!Reader
Synopsis: I showed my friends, then we high-fived / Sorry if you feel objectified / Can't help myself, hormones are high / Give me more than just some butterflies
Warnings: Mutual Pining, Masturbation, Sexting, Nude Photos, Mentions of Sex Toy Use, Dom!Logan, Logan Talks You Through It, P R A I S E K I N K ! L O G A N, Choking of the Sexual Variety, Shoving, Claws Come Out, Â Age Gap (Reader is in their late 20âs â Logan is 200 years old), Reader used to have confidence issues but worked through them,
Rating: M â No Minors
Word Count: 8.5k
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Itâs fun to relate to the people that live in the same place as you, something about it deepens the connection. Whether it is a mutual bonding over music, entertainment, or even sports â it always makes you feel closer, comfortable. In this day and age, it can be almost lonely if you arenât connected with others through your phone, making the world feel a bit glummer. Having that safe group is necessary to be one with the world, to feel like youâre going to be okay â like everything is going to pan out. You happened to luck out by living in the same building as some of the most heinous, and hilarious characters the world has ever set eyes on. You have the fortune of calling them your friends.
The group chat was originally Wadeâs idea. His way of bringing you into the crew when you worked late, not missing a moment of meet ups you couldnât make it to. It was a sweet gesture, but with how many others were in there â it overwhelmed you. Out of the twelve people who are constantly messaging the chat, you found safety within two of them. Negasonic and Yukio happened to be your solace when the chat was too loud. Yukio wasted no time in creating a Girls Only chat for you three, where nothing was held back. You three could express yourselves in every way possible, without the guys being weirdos â mainly Wade but still. It was great to have women friends around your own age, that was something you were not used to.Â
Any inside joke about the guys or about events being organized was ran through your three separately, making small bets here and there on what Al would say, who Peter would try to have grab his chain, how many times Logan told Wade to fuck off. Logan, that made you tune in real quick. The possibilities were endless and made it eventful to say the least. But the one thing you loved the most about your friendship with Nega and Yukio is how open they are with you; Honest, encouraging, your own personal cheerleaders. When you initially met them, you were a shy little wallflower â getting by on just being a listener over a talker. Always the encourager, never getting encouragement. Shying away anytime someone was nice to you, never accepting it as truth. Yukio and Nega were the opposite of what you were, and everything you wanted to be.
Having a safe space with them meant you could send them anything and theyâd listen, give advice, be the best friends you couldâve ever asked for. It was with them that you found your confidence, something you always struggled with. It was one photo you sent them of the dress you were wearing â both ladies telling you how beautiful and gorgeous you are, how hot you looked in it. That small little omission altered your brain chemistry. You hadnât been called hot before, so it invigorated you to hear that. It was a long dive into the endless pool below, and you were ready for the journey down. Months and months of slowly getting out of your shell with them turned you into a little vixen, the compliments they gave you caused you to thrive. You always reciprocated for them as well, hyping them up through and through. It felt good to feel like you were worth it, like you werenât just there. It changed the way you saw yourself, and you knew youâd never go back to how it was before.
Tonight was no different, after all you had just gotten back from hanging out with them. A trip downtown to the mall was a call for chaos when it was you three, Wade forcing Logan to stay home with him and reenact The Greatest Showman with Mary Puppins. It bummed you out for a bit, not being able to chill with Logan like you wanted, but when Wade called â no one told him no. It was a secret to everyone who wasnât Yukio and Nega that you had a thing for Logan. Something about the older man burned right through you in the most sensual way possible, something deep and longing you never wanted to leave. Little glances you two would have together always caused the girls to giggle, teasing you about it later but, it was only a matter of time before the chord snapped, before you gave in. Still that fear sat at the back of your mind, the what ifâs. What if he doesnât want me? What if he doesnât want anyone? What if? What if? What if?
As you sit on your plush rug right in front of your wall length mirror, you leaned against the side of your bed, humming as you thumbed through the earlier group chat messages. Behind you on your duvet sat the bag full of clothing you had gotten, trying to add more color into your wardrobe. Beneath it all sat a spicy little number you nabbed whole Yukio and Nega were changing, something that felt so right you needed to have it. It wasnât a secret that you would buy yourself things like these every now and again but, this time around you felt empowered holding this little secret just for yourself, to surprise your friends with. They always said that color duo made you look fearless, powerful, gorgeous â and youâd be damned if youâd pass it up, especially on sale.
Chewing on the inside of your cheek, you contemplated getting up to take a shower or put on your new set, feeling yourself out, getting some prime photos then showering. The toss up between the two left you unable to choose, wondering if you could go hang out with Wade and Laura instead, maybe even sneak your way into Loganâs room. The thought made your body shiver, needing to close your eyes for a moment to brace yourself. Taking a deep breath in, you let your mind wander, your hand grabbing the bag off your bed instinctively. It was a given deep down you wanted to prance around your room in the set, spicing up your night. Something about wearing it underneath your clothes while hanging out with everyone felt taboo, downright sinful â but you craved it.
Feeling your body tremble with anticipation, you gently grabbed each piece of lingerie out of the bag, the rustling of tissue paper filling the air as your music droned low in the background. The bra was placed carefully against the bed first, followed by the lacy things and garter set; Your eyes quivered with arousal as you saw it, knowing how it was going to make you feel. There was no wasted effort in stripping completely naked, tossing your day clothes into the laundry basket. The slight cool breeze coming from your central air, mixing with the intoxicating smell of the candles lit around you made your eyes darken, your nipples pebbling against the air. You understood why you were excited and giddy to be putting it in, but in the back of your mind you also felt nervous. It was confusing you.
Pushing it out of your head, you ignored the nagging in the back of your mind, solely focusing on the task at hand. Sliding the soft lace of the thong up your thighs, you reveled in how it felt â how it glided against your skin so softly, like it was a lover. How supportive it felt cupping your front whilst holding your behind helped to quell some of the nerves lying low in your belly. Snapping the elastic band against your hip, you giggled as you grabbed the bra. Even though it was lacy and covered almost nothing, it had good support for your breasts, holding them perfectly to show the most amount of cleavage, but also leaving some to the imagination. In between the small bits of detailing, you could see the color of your nipple, which caused your smirk to grow. Biting your bottom lip, you smoothed your hands over the apex of your breasts, watching as the flesh spilled over slightly.
All that was left was your garter belt, sitting across the middle of your stomach and hooking onto your stockings. You worked quickly to pull them up as you let the music take over you, swaying to the beat so it was less intimidating. As the final strap was hooked to the top of your stockings, you let out a shaky sigh, silently prepping yourself for what you would see once you turned around. Keeping your eyes closed you spun around slowly, letting the anticipation eat away at you until you couldnât take anymore. Usually you were so confident when it came to trying these pieces on, not giving a second worry to them â this time around you were nervous, as if this particular color scheme made you scared. You couldnât let that hold you back, not after how far you have come, it wasnât worth it.
Slowly you opened your eyes as you faced the mirror, the blue tint of the strip lighting giving a whimsy glow to your room. The focal point of your vision started to become clear as you looked at your face, makeup still immaculate and beautiful from earlier. But as your eyes panned down to your body, you felt a fresh wave of goosebumps flood your skin, a shaky moan leaving your lips. The yellow of the bra and thong complimented your figure wonderfully, amplifying the gorgeous glow of your skin. But truly it was the navy blue of your stockings and belt that made your body quiver; The royal deep color punctuating your sensuality with how you stood. You couldnât believe this was you, in all your baren glory â a fucking goddess amongst men, you could send one to the hospital just with this set. You couldnât keep your smile back any longer as you stared at yourself, admiring your body and its shape against the lingerie. All the worries, all the small doubts instantly fell away, your confidence skyrocketing.
You knew for a fact Yukio and Nega would hype you up, thinking this was totally you¸ and probably ask if you got it today. But those could wait, you needed to take photos â you needed to see what you looked like on screen. The giddy nature of what you were doing sent shivers through your body, the thought of what positions would look best making you grow excited. You decided that your go-to for new outfits would fit perfectly in this scenario. Who knows, you could save this photo for a rainy day when you wanted to tease someone. You grabbed your phone off of the bed as you dropped to your knees, the plush shag material of your lilac rug feeling lovely against your legs.
Parting your thighs, you left a good gap between both as you sunk yourself down. One hand came to press against the floor directly in front of your clothed core, tossing your hair over to the opposite side. As you held your phone in position with your free hand, you noticed how your arm was pushing your breasts together deliciously, deepening the cleavage, sending your eyes a shade darker. Pouting your lip as cutely as you do, you snapped a few quick photos, getting every great angle you could as you changed your hair direction. A blur of photos filled your camera roll as you felt yourself, âJunoâ by Sabrina Carpenter coming across your playlist at the best time.
As you laughed to yourself, you finally stopped taking photos, sitting with your back against the bed and crossing your legs. Each photo you took was a masterpiece, amplifying your beauty by tenfold. But out of each one, it was the very first one that felt real, authentic to you. The others you were playing sexy up, trying to get the best fuck me look going, but it felt too artificial for your taste. It was the first one, the one where your eyes were dilated, where your nipples perked beneath the fabric, where your thighs trembled that made you feel like a God. It was a no brainer that this is what Yukio and Nega were getting, there was no way around it now. Clicking the share icon in your camera roll, you clicked on the first green bubble, eyes blurred from how excited you were about this risky photo. Iâd be a lot tougher with claws.
You sent off the cheeky message without a second more thought to it, locking your phone instantly. As you tossed the device on your bed, you put on the silk bathrobe hanging off of the corner of your mirror, wrapping yourself up quickly. All that thirst-trapping made you thirsty, the dry mouth you were getting was too much for you. As you opened your bedroom, making it around to your kitchen of your apartment, you opened your fridge up quickly to grab a water bottle. The cold plastic in your hand brought you back to Earth, your body coming back into itself as your reality started to slip back in. The cap was popped off easily by you, finding its way across the quartz top. Bringing the bottle to your lips, you let them wrap around the opening, gulping down the cold liquid. It felt nice with how hot you felt, bringing your internal temperature back down as your mind cleared.
Ding. The tone of your phone going off made you stop drinking, catching your breath as you swallowed down the water. So lost in bringing yourself back to the present time, you forgot you had messaged the chat. You screwed the lid back onto the bottle as you set it on the countertop, promising to come back to it. As you made your way elegantly back to your room, that pull of nausea and nerves made you stop. Your stomach churned as you stood in the doorway, the threshold keeping you upright. That same feeling from earlier was back as you put on the lingerie, not knowing why you felt so nervous and scared all of a sudden. It made you confused, weary as to what your body was trying to tell you. Itâs just Yukio and Nega, why are you being so flighty? Groaning to yourself, you rolled your eyes as you made your way back to your bed.
Plopping down onto the duvet, you sprawled out on your stomach as you grabbed your phone, using your face ID to unlock it. Yes you would. Colors look good on you. You cocked a brow at the message, reading the lines over and over again. It didnât sound like Nega or Yukio to be so short-worded. Usually, they would send a plethora of emojis before screaming in all caps. But that was just the thing, your last message open wasnât to the group chat, but one individual instead. It all made sense now, why you felt so scared and nervous. Your eyes went wide as you read the contactâs name, not seeing your groupchat. No, instead it read Logan. It wasnât the groupchat that received the photo, it was him.
You screamed as you threw your phone across the floor, palms shaking as you sat up silently. The noise in your brain was too loud to focus, the intake of your breath and blood pulsing through your ears made everything too much. Anxiety was sitting in the back of your throat, threatening to spill your stomach out. You scrambled across the floor on your hands and knees to grab your phone, still unlocked from a few moments ago. Shaky fingers worked to unsend the photo, blessing the tech gods for that feature. You were too anxious to type, opting for speech to text instead. âIâm so sorry about that! I meant to send that to Nega and Yukio.â Seeing the wording typed out didnât feel right, as weird as that sounded. Admitting it felt like a sin, more so than sending a sexy photo to The Wolverine. After all, wasnât this your endgame anyways? Itâs not like you havenât deep infatuated with him since he became Wadeâs friend, since you started hanging around him a lot more. Wasnât it you who stated that by the end of the year, youâd kiss him? Wasnât it you who said you would fight tooth and nail to make him yours?
Being sucked into your mind by your thoughts caused you to delay in sending your message, instead removing the text with your finger to completely disappear. Ding. Right as you were thinking of your response, you saw another message come through from Logan, one you didnât anticipate. Put it back. Now. There was no way he said that, right? Oh, but there was. As your eyes shook from excitement, nervousness, and fear you could make out the small letters of Loganâs message, feeling his desire through the text. He wasnât a big texter, he even said that himself â but to see him say more than two words was insane to you, even now when he was clearly enamored with you. There was no right or wrong way to reply, but no words you could think of held a light to the dominance Logan is showing.
Incoming FaceTime Call: Logan. The red and green buttons at the bottom made you stir, wondering if it would be a good idea to answer. This was one of his favorite ways to communicate, to see how things were going and what you were up to. Granted they never lasted more than two minutes because Wade would always hijack it but still â the little slivers of time you got with Logan was special. This time around though? It felt wired, like if you answered youâd get the shock of a lifetime. But what was life without a little self-indulgence? Looking up at yourself in the mirror, you fixed a few strands of your hair, pulling your robe a bit tighter around your chest as you sat back against the bed, letting your butt hit the floor as you got comfortable. Dragging your thumb along the green answer button, you positioned your phone a few inches away from your face, enough to get your collarbone up in the shot. A slow, pregnant pause caused by your phoneâs connection delayed seeing Logan. But once it came to be, you were taken aback.
The dark of the early night was cresting behind his head, the sun starting to descend into the horizon. His eyes glittered against the holiday lights, causing your heart to swell. Once he looked back down at the camera, he couldnât help himself but by staring at you, a small smile threatening to take over his lips. âHey,â he let out with an airy breath, the slight chill of the night causing it to puff out. You felt yourself suck in a breath, the energy already charged. Reflecting his own smile, you sent your own through your phone as you waved. âHi.â Usually you were a lot more talkative, teasing him to make him smile but â none of that felt right in this moment. Even with seeing his face on your screen, you could tell he was hiding something â not really saying what he wanted to. His eyes were black against the horizon behind him, no sight of hazel coming through.
âHowâre you?â You managed to let out, your voice lower than usual as you let your legs stretch out, leaning further back against the side of the bed. Logan didnât miss a second of your movements as he walked down the street, the light bustling of cars filling the sound barrier. From the buildings behind him, you could see he was downtown, more than likely heading to the bar for a quick drink. You silently wished he asked to meet you there, to hang out privately for once. But that playful glint in his pupils told a different story as he rounded the corner, staring down at you. âDid Wade tell you about my suit?â
Logan asked with a slight smirk, narrowing his eyes suspiciously as he watched for your reaction. Cocking a brow in his direction you tried to understand what he was asking, not sure what suit he meant. You knew that Logan was The Wolverine, it was no secret. But you never saw his suit, only meeting him a week after he jumped into your timeline. Shaking your head at his question, you pulled your lower lip between your teeth, gnawing on the skin to help combat the butterflies in your stomach. The swishing of your hair from side-to-side aiding in cooling you down. âThen what made you choose yellow and blue?â His smirk never let off as he asked, prying. He wanted to fully talk about the photo, he wanted to see if it was truly accidental or planned. Your mouth went dry when he asked, not having a concrete answer for why you chose that color scheme. Shrugging you tightly laughed, releasing your lip as you focused on your mirror. âI thought it was a pretty combination.â
Pretty, by association it was like you were calling Logan pretty. Even if you didnât know about his original suit, still he associated himself with those colors. Logan mirrored how you were before, pulling his own bottom lip between his teeth as he chuckled. Struggling for a moment, Logan managed to flip his camera around to pan at his legs â the clean yellow and blue pants is all he had to remember his original suit. It caused your heartrate to pick up again, hammering in your chest as you got a brief glimpse at his clothed crotch. It took every fiber of your being to contain yourself, to hide the whimper clawing up the back of your throat. Lost in thought of what he could be hiding under there you didnât notice how the screen flashed a few times â a text bubble popping up you couldnât focus on. Logan took screenshots of your reaction.
The camera flipped back to Loganâs face, the heat cresting its way up your neck as you stared at him, your own pupils blown out. âDo you still think so?â He teased, dropping his voice down a few octaves. You could tell he was wearing his headphones to talk, making it more intimate for him to hear than everyone else. It sent your body up in flames at how you could say anything, and it would be only for Logan. âMore than ever before.â It was a no-brained response, you didnât have to think in order to speak. Your mind was already as alert as it was going to be, the filter around Logan you had previously no longer existed on this call. Logan stopped his walking to stare down at you, narrowing his eyes with a genuine smile as he licked his lips, nodding to himself.
Logan jutted his chin out towards the camera as he started to walk up another well-lit street, never taking his eyes off the camera. âYou wanna show me what my colors are hiding under there?â He nodded towards your bathrobe, a sliver of the bra showing against the fur collar. There was one of two ways this couldâve gone, either play into it or shy away. This was clearly an attempt from Logan to see how far youâd want to go with him, really a test for if this was accidental. Mutual pining after one another for so long burnt you both out, so if it kept going there would be no tell when it would stop. The power was now in your hands, there wasnât much else you could play with. Putting on your best innocent eyes, you let the pretty little smile fall to your mouth, puffing your lower lip out slightly. âDunno â you sure you can handle it?â Game on.
The sassy tone you let on with your question had Loganâs pants tightening, his breath coming out in sharp bursts as he tried to control himself. Having animalistic tendencies meant that anytime he was aroused, he needed to stake his claim. Show the world who you belong to, who his mate was. Even if you didnât know, he did. He could smell it on you any time you went past him, or when you looked at him. In another life, in another world you were his â and he planned to make you his on Earth-10005 as well. Huffing out a disbelieving laugh, Logan snorted as he stopped in his tracks, pressing his back against the brick wall of one of the local pubs. âI can handle you, missy.â Logan hissed, letting his eyes go naturally wide to signify how serious he was. The low growl seeping up from his throat made your body shiver, made your fingers work slowly to undo the ties on your bathrobe. âDonât get it twisted.â
You couldnât help but snort to yourself as you heard Logan say that, never expecting the 200-year-old man to say something so modern. Laughing lowly as you stripped out of the bathrobe, you let a sliver of your chest show, how your robe fell off of your shoulder. Loganâs eyes narrowed in to watch you take it off, the silk falling behind you. All that he could see was the plush skin of your breasts hanging slightly over the cups, nothing more. A weak moan slipped past his parted lips as he watched, needing to shut his eyes for a moment so he wouldnât cum in his pants. You knew you had Logan right where you wanted him, letting you take the control back of the situation. It made you feel powerful knowing he was so weak for you, even if it was for a short period of time. âEw, Wade needs to stop teaching you catchphrases of the early 2010âs.â You werenât a tease all the time, you could see Loganâs labored breathing through the call, could tell he needed a distraction.
Your remark was enough to make Logan open his eyes again, staring at you with a predatory glint in his eyes; The whites almost impossible to see. âWhy are you changing the subject?â He panted, standing upright again as he pressed his covered back to the wall, cocking a brow in your direction. You werenât prepared for Loganâs retort, thinking you may have the upper hand while he was aroused, yet he always managed to surprise you. Sucking your teeth, you shook your head in confusion, rolling your eyes away from his gaze. âAw, is someone flustered?â He pouted, smiling with a hint of smugness. Your mouth falling open in a silent gasp made him chuckle, finding it quite adorable how youâre trying so hard. The burning across your face was a clear indication to you that Logan was getting under your skin, trying his hardest to truly break you. It wasnât in a callous or mean way, but more to show you who you belonged to. Putting the phone closer to his face so you could see only him, he made sure he was loud and clear. âDonât worry princess, Iâll be nice and gentle.â
âFuck off, Howlett.â You laughed as you rolled your eyes, exposing your cleavage to the camera without realizing it, your cool slipping through your fingers. The dead giveaway of how he was affecting you came in the form of your camera shaking, your fingers betraying you as you tried to suck in a deep breath. Looking away from the camera didnât help when Logan stared like he was going to eat you alive, devouring you with every glint his eyes gave. You had to admit it to yourself, your confidence reserve was running out, completely going dry the longer you sat and talked with Logan. If he didnât act now, he was forever going to hold his peace. âIâd rather fuck you.â It flowed off his tongue so elegantly, never deterring his steps as he managed to walk again. At first you thought you may have misheard him but, you heard him loud and clear, perfect in fact.
The shock written across your face, mixed with desire caused Loganâs restraint to snap. He moved away from the bars entrance and instead kept straight, letting the cold November air nip at him a bit longer. For the first time in a long time, you were speechless. Mouth hanging open, brow creased with a mix of shock and anxiety, you were going through it within seconds, all because of dear Logan. The confidence, the bravado, the je ne sais quoi you have held on the up and up finally slipping. Revealing itself when the shy version of yourself you thought you buried. The submissive angel, Logan had you wrapped tightly around his hand, reminiscent of his old cage fighting wraps. âEye-fucking can only get you so far, princess.â Logan knew you wouldnât pull away now, you were putty in his hands. But he could have a little fun with you, and boy did he plan to. It was a sure thought that you werenât as obvious as you may have thought when staring at Logan, silently begging him to fuck you. The whole time, he knew.
âYouâve known?â It was a silly question to ask but Logan wasnât stupid. Heâs been around for more than 200 years, he could see through stuff as it came through. He is also very well known for retorting back no but I do now, pretending to know a secret as a way to coax you into telling him. You had to make sure this wasnât like that â or else youâd implode. Logan nodded at you as the lights started to dim around him, a gentle glow from afar lighting the edges of his face. He was still outside but away from the light pollution, an alleyway most likely. Propping his phone up on the closest discarded shelf near a door, he nodded as he pulled out his flask. âNo shit Iâve known, you can thank Yukio for that one.â Yukio, your friend. There was no malicious feelings towards her for telling Logan, in fact she may have done you a favor. But it got you thinking, who else did she tell? Was it one giant secret that the whole group knew, hence why they tried to push you both together constantly? âShe tells Wade everything.â
And there it was, the shot heard âround the world. It made sense that she told Wade, and Wade blabbed to Logan â Yukio would never face the conflict head-on, it went through a source. Releasing the breath you were unaware you were holding, you nodded into the open air as you sunk further against the bed, a bead of sweat gathering on your hairline. The back of your throat felt tight, dry, highly uncomfortable for your own liking. Trying to swallow was like trying to fit a watermelon into a wine bottle, impossible due to how high your blood pressure was. Now that the light pollution of the city wasnât creating streaks of orange across his screen, he could fully take in your shocked state â seeing the tears gathering in the corner of your eyes. âWhat? You didnât think Iâd feel the same way?â Logan asked honestly, no longer keeping up the teasing. Seeing the distress on your face caused him to pull back, wanting you to tell him when it was good. He wasnât going to push further; He didnât want to ruin this.
The chord of your neck worked to string your words together, trying to find the best match to speak. Nothing felt, nor sounded right on your tongue; It drove you mad. âNo, but I thought it was a fantasy more than anything.â You squeaked, coughing to bring some moisture back to your throat. Adjusting yourself on the floor, you brought the camera down a bit, pulling it further back for comfort â a typical position for you. Logan noticed though, how he could see you bright and clear as day, in your pale-yellow bra, that you had just for him. The slightly darker color of your nipple crept through the fabric, causing his pants to tighten, but he wouldnât tease you further unless you felt better. âCanât fantasies come true?â It was Loganâs last-ditch effort to ease the anxiety rising in your stomach. It helped, hearing him say that. It didnât feel awkward anymore, it didnât feel scary. It was beautiful, the start of something more.
âAre you sitting on the floor?â You pulled your camera back to pan it around yourself, showing off your little number as you sat, pulling your legs into a criss-crossed position. âYeah, I got spooked off my bed thank you very much!â You stated with a smirk, showing how you were teasing. Logan liked how you said it, acting all sassy as you puffed out your bottom lip. It was cute, you looked precious to him. Everything about you made Logan feel alive, like his life was worth living instead of drowning it with the bottle. You made him want to be a better man, to settle down, start a family â anything you wanted he would give you even if you asked. That, is how much he loved you. âFlip your camera around.â He motioned, twirling his finger as he drank from his flask, groaning at the taste.
Obeying his command, you flipped your camera around as you showed him the mirror right in front of you. Waving cutely through it to him, you fluttered your legs as you sat, anticipation eating its way through you. Seeing the softness of your belly against your thong sent his mind spiraling, his eyes flickering to the fabric down further, hoping to God he could see your arousal. For a moment he took you in, how shy you were getting under his gaze. Hell, he could see the goosebumps forming themselves on your thighs, wanting to sink his teeth into the plushness of your flesh. Nudging his head towards you, his next command was on the tip of his tongue. âSpread your legs, câmon.â The way it rolled out of his mouth like warm honey had your eyes wavering, threatening to roll back.
Slowly you began by uncrossing your legs, sticking your feet up absentmindedly towards the mirror, making sure to wiggle your toes under the stockings. It was a good tactic for teasing; Logan was living for your control. As your clothed claves hit the rug, you started to swing your legs open, letting each inch of the fabric rub against your soft legs. The sensation sent a shiver down your spine, which didnât go unnoticed by Logan, reveling in how responsive you are. âThatâs it, good girl.â The fated words that made you lose yourself every time, fell out of Loganâs mouth so naturally. As he spoke that blissful name to you, finally your legs were fully open, able to see every little bit of you. It felt good, right to have his eyes on you. He wasnât someone who could hide his emotions well nowadays, utterly losing it the longer he stayed with Wade. But in this moment you saw the true reserve on his face, the realization that even though heâs in some back barâs alleyway, anyone could see him. The arousal coating his face, how his eyes focused harder to make out that tiny banana-yellow stain of your wetness on your panties, he was so lost in this moment. âLean back, get comfortable. Eyes on me.â
âYes, sir.â You nodded as you leaned back fully against the side of your bed. Reaching to your left, you grabbed at the tripod Nega got you for your birthday this year, shortening the neck of it to sit perfectly to your side. Shaky hands did not make for stable camera work. Something in the back of your mind said this would be the best thing for him; No shaky cam as he directed you, all hands free just for him, it was the perfect pick. Pushing your phone quickly into the top slot of the tripod, you placed your hands on the inside of your thighs, tickling the soft flesh as you awaited Loganâs next words. Beneath the lace, he could see your perky nipples pebbling at the mere instructions he was giving you â silently berating himself for not going over to your apartment and showing you why they call him an animal.
âYouâre such a good listener. Donât think, just do.â You werenât even trying at this rate, you naturally fell into the submissive role so easily. A commanding personality like Logan always made you fold, obeying each word like it was spoken from God. Itâs the reason it made you so special in the bedroom; Itâs the reason Logan became obsessed with you. Seeing your submissive side slip through the cracks every now and again made him yearn, a man starved. He could have anyone and all he needed was you. âListening so well for me.â It was what you could do well in this moment, even with the steady flow of blood pumping through your ears. The whooshing and thumping making it difficult to hear anything other than Logan; The current making room like Moses parted the Red Sea, only he shall walk on through. âShow me, sweetheart.â You felt like you were burning up, from the inside out. Cooking hotter by the words Logan was saying, not able to keep your cool anymore. The husk of his voice, mixed with the lucidness of the alcohol slipping around his tongue made you see stars. If it was possible, youâd cum just from his voice.
Antsy was a perfect descriptor of how you were feeling at the moment, suspense eating right through your chest as the insinuation in Loganâs voice. âShow you what, Lo?â Ah, yes. Your last semblance of control before Logan completely shit-stomped it. An irritated groan fell between Loganâs mouth as he slammed his hands against the wall, the shelving where you were propped up on shaking. His head dangled between his shoulders as he breathed heavily. âShow me how you touch yourself when you think of me.â That was the final straw, the endless teasing towards one another had finally broken. There would never be a way to go back from this, and you fucking thanked whatever or whoever was listening. Check fucking mate, Logan Howlett. That was all you needed to push forward.
You pulled at the side of your panties, swinging it onto the other side of your cunt as you opened your thighs up a bit more. The delicious stretch was aiding in the opening of your folds, letting the crisp air of your room lap through them. Logan drew his head up as he heard your silence, a painful growl slipping through his lips as he drew his brow together in pain. Nothing in this world couldâve prepared him for the sight he sees in front of him, the picture perfect gorgeousness, the thing he wanted tattooed on his brain. It was the purest form of Logan you couldâve possibly gotten; Veins of his neck bulging, eyes slanted so close to being closed, labored breathing like he ran a marathon. This was The Wolverine.
The sight on your phone made a fresh wave of your slick run out of your cunt, seeping onto the thin fabric between your cheeks. Using your first and forefinger to part yourself, you made sure to keeps your eyes on the mirror, eyeing the camera as you rubbed your pearly nub. The bead erect with arousal, begging to be touched. A simple flick of your finger across it had your entire lower half jolting. The sensation almost too much for your sensitive clit. Chewing on your bottom lip to help calm you down, slowly you began to make tentative circles with your first and middle finger, getting used to the sensation as your other hand slipped right under your bed to your secret box, one that no one would suspect.
Logan didnât miss how you rubbed yourself so tenderly, loving yourself in the greatest way possible, while watching the perverse side of him come alive. He felt so naughty watching you masturbate, listening to his directions in the fucking alleyway. If he ran fast enough, he could be at your apartment before you made yourself orgasm, able to eat you out until you were crying for him to stop. No, thisâll do. He also didnât miss how you reached frantically under your bed, eyes still on him as you grabbed a velvet bag. The purple glistened against the LED strips lights in your room, the multichrome coloring reflecting rainbows against your fingers. Quickly you worked the bag open, trying to grab at the first toy you could reach. Of course, it was not only the biggest dildo you had, but also happened to be yellow and blue. When Logan saw that, girth and all, he was roiling.
With how wet you were, you didnât need lube to push your toy into you. Needy didnât even touch upon how you felt. âEasy there baby, inch at a time. Ease it in, thatâs it.â Logan cooed as you struggled to stretch around your toy, the burn already aiding in your arousal. Nodding at Loganâs words, you slowly inched the toy within your tight hole, never letting up on your clit to aid in the stretch. âL-Lo,â you moaned out quickly, eyes rolling back as your head lulled. If Logan was anything like this toy, youâd be unable to walk in the morning, you were hoping for that. âWhat, sweetheart? Feel too good?â Logan mewled as he gripped his tented cock through his pants, reveling in the harshness at which he was grabbing it. The bark he let out made your body shake, the thickest part of your dildo fully sheathed inside of you. âYou deserve to feel this good honey, youâre the best girl.â
The praise was too much as you reached the base of the toy, your lower belly feeling so full of it. Carefully you pulled back on the toy, letting half of it out before you pushed it back in. The rigidness of the silicone rubbing against your spongy spot made you gasp, a throaty moan slipping into the nightâs air, echoing throughout Loganâs headphones. âThatâs my girl, nice and steady baby.â Logan had no idea what he was even saying anymore, or where he was going. All he knew was that his mouth was going and his feet were moving. Where theyâd end up? Heâd find out sooner or later. Palming himself as he steadily walked, Logan cut down the corner of the alley, making his way left. âStretch that cunt out for me honey. Iâll fill you real soon.â Looking down at his screen all he could see was your blissed out face, the hearty stretch of your pussy around your toy, and the absolutely hot sight of your glistening body in his colors. âJust keep going, focus on my voice.â
Nodding at his words, you started to move the toy faster inside of you. The grip you had on the base helped it to conform to your cunt, filling in every ridge. Words escaped you in this moment, all you could do was focus on Loganâs face on your phone, watching how he never looked up at he walked, eyeing you like you were the World Series. Cresting behind your eyes was your orgasm, threatening to take you out with one swipe of your fingers. You couldnât finish so soon, you wanted Logan to see exactly how it was for you. But there was no use, your arousal was so high, you were going to cum one way or another. The small squeak you let out caused Logan to stop in his tracks, glaring down at the phone will his full, undivided attention. âLook at the mirror baby, watch how sexy you are when you cum.â The breathy moan to which he released those words caused you to unleash the deepest groan you could muster, eyes blown out to nothing as you looked in the mirror.
Just like that, like the snap of your fingers, that string tethering you and Logan together snapped. Everything went white. Your ears rang as your throat became raw â yet no sound broke through. The sweetest coaxing could be heard miles away but yet it faded quickly. The world wasnât spinning or moving for that matter. Instead, it was just staying still, letting you soak in this orgasmic bliss. Slowly the fog began to clear for you, your vision turning solid again as you watched the mirror. Heavy panting made up the sound coming back. The shaking of your body slowing down the longer you twirled the toy inside of you, rubbing your fingers deftly across your clit. Little by little, the blissful nature of your orgasm satiating that deep hunger looming in your chest. âThatâs my good girl, making me so proud.â Loganâs tender voice cut through the staticky sound as your breathing steadiest itself. Licking your lips as you let your eyes wander around your room, you noticed that your tripod was a lot taller than you initially realized, almost looming over you as your fingers never stopped. Only that wasnât your tripod, and that voice you heard was coming from directly beside you.
âHi, princess,â Logan smirked into the mirror, meeting your gaze as you realized what was happening. It took a moment for it to register, wondering why he looked so much bigger now. Watching the figure of Logan reach between your legs in the mirror, it only clicked to you when you felt his grip close around the base of the dildo, pulling it out of you with cautionary ease. Shivering from the loss of girth within you, you snapped your head to the right as Logan caught your eyes. Smirking, he waved the wet dildo at you, chuckling as he threw it onto the bed. âH-Hey Logan,â you managed to let out, gulping down the pool of saliva in your bed. Nudging his chin behind you, Logan ran his calloused fingers over your chin, gripping your skin firmly. âGet on the bed.â It wasnât an ask, it wasnât a question. It was an order.
âLogan-â you began, but were stopped when Logan grabbed at your throat, pushing against your pulse point with two fingers. The new sensation made your core clench around nothing, pulsating openly as you looked into Loganâs obsidian eyes, trying to make out what was going to happen. âNow.â Logan ordered, grabbing you by the neck and waist as he helped you up. Standing on wobbly knees was not a good idea, but damn it if it didnât feel good. It took a moment to acclimate back into your body, Loganâs bodyweight kept you upright as you struggled. âDonât make me tell you again, you wonât like that.â The threat made you want to break it, break him. Playing a brat for him would be a fun adventure, but the desperate nature of your arousal made you reconsider. Yet you were naturally doing it, and Logan was going to love punishing you later. âVery good girl.â Logan praised as you slowly sat back onto the bed, letting the silky material of the duvet caress your body.
How did he get in here? That was a question crossing your mind, nothing else but how. He wasnât there all the time and you knew it, remembering that you were FaceTiming him. Narrowing your eyes in the direction of the bedroom door, you thankfully had a clear view to your front door, seeing that it was shut but â not quite perfect anymore. A smirk laid across your lips as you noticed the claw marks on the door, specifically around the doorknob, you assumed on both sides. Plus, the small splinter on top of his hand that he is currently picking out was enough tell for you. Logan had used his claws to unlock your door and get into your apartment. He was never going to the bar, this entire time he was walking to your apartment. It made sense now. This whole time he was coming to make you his. The revelation caused you to whimper out of pure love, no longer lust. Of course though, that didnât last long. For what you saw next, shook you to your core.
Standing in between your legs was Logan fucking Howlett. The Wolverine. No longer did he wear his TVA jacket he was given earlier this year, but instead stood shirtless over you. The sweat on his body caused his chiseled physique to glisten in your room, his natural musk making your hornier by the second. His pants you had seen earlier of the same color scheme you are wearing, brushing wonderfully against your baren thighs. The reinforced nylon feeling like silk across your skin. Panning your eyes up to his hands, slowly Logan started to release his claws, inch by inch. A pained expression crossed across his mouth at the extension, but he fucking loved it. Why can I only see half of his face? As your eyes made their way upwards, no longer could you see his darkened eyes, instead replaced with something that shouldnât have been considered hot. Across his eyes, around the top of his head was The Wolverine cowl, complete with, as Wade called them, blowjob handles. The animal himself, standing right between your legs.
You sunk back slowly on your elbows, stretching your legs open wider to fit all of him. Biting your lip, you looked up at Logan between your lashes, panting like a bitch in heat as you take him all in. âYou want to see the real power yellow and blue really holds?â He growled, lightly tracing the dull edge of his claws against your sides. Yes, you do. Needless to say, this was the start of you wearing his colors, especially if this would happen every time.
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The Marduares Characters having to deal with there rival sleeping in the same bed as them.
Regulus Black-
"How can you not keep down you're alcohol" Regulus said his voice was filled with annoyance has his arm was wrapped around you're shoulder trying to keep you up from falling on you're ass. Of course he didn't join the party he hated them the whole common room was drinking and celebrating. But he saw you slouched agents the wall half drunk he knew he couldn't leave you alone, even if he didn't particularly like you.
"I don't normally drink" you groaned leaning down to cover you're mouth has everything became dizzy again. "Bloody hell, Y/n " Regulus mumbled he walked you into the boys common room of course you weren't a Slytherin and taking you back to your dorm room would raise some eyebrows. You and Regulus never got along you two were just far too different but he wasn't just gonna leave you. "We having a sleep over " you said laying flat on his bed, legs out stretched arms covering your eyes.
He shakes his head " come on y/n you need sleep". Regulus looked down at you has he pushed up you're legs on the bed helping take of your shoes. "why are you helping me?" Asking him it surprised him but he shrugged sitting next to you he said "because I wanted to " he says he leaned forward pushing the sheets with the cover over you're body. "Stay with me" you asked him Regulus gave you a small smile aat you and than back at were he was studying the oil lamp was still over the book and paper he checked out. "Fine don't get use to it" he said. Kicking off his shoes he walked over to the bed has he lean agents the bed post he saw you moving getting comfortable that when he saw you laying and moving to his chest. He raised a eyebrow slowly putting his arm around you, " Goodnight Y/n" he said.
James Potter-
"there's only one bed, you can't be fucking serious" James said has he brought in his bags. It was Thanksgiving week you didn't have anywhere to go so Sirius had you come with the group. But the dumbass didn't tell you that you and James were the only one who have to share a bed. "Quit you're complaining Potter " dropping you're bag next to the bed, looking out the window you saw the moon was almost full, it was beautiful but tiredness caught up to you. You turned around groaning " Jesus " you said covering your eyes James was changing cloths right in front of you " oh come on you can't lie you like what you see."
Uncovering you're eyes you saw James Lighting up a cigarette just in boxers this man had no shame. you yanked the cigarette out of his hand taking a hit off it. " You could of asked Princess" blowing smoke rings "you could just sleep on the couch " you said . James shakes his head giving you the charming Potter grin.
"Why would I when I got the most comfortable bed right here" he said. Giving him another glare but a small smile cracked on you're face. James Was a charmer and you knew that but even if you two butt heads like Bulls wearing the color red, you two never got along, the group couldn't count how many bickers, they had to break up. "Now go lay Down " he said reaching up to take is glasses off it was weird seeing him with out them but you did love them on him him being you're four eye freak and all. "Oh my god okay" you snapped pushing his shoulder. "Are you making a pillow divider" you let out a surprise James made the pillows comfortable looking up " yeah I know you didn't " he shakes his head "I don't care either way " you said "Don't keep me up okay " you teased him turning your back away " oh yeah, okay princess " he snicker the only thing left when you close you're eyes was the smoke of James Cigarette.
Sirius Black
"can't you move over " You didn't get any sleep and the clock on the wall said it was three I'm the morning but Sirius was sound asleep, pinching the bridge off you're noise your eyes were slightly blurry from waking up. "Sirius I swear to God" you said irritated at him has he stretched his legs turning on his side his arm was wrapped around you. It was complicated with the two of you, you would hook up and than hate and scream at each other two days later. "Sirius!" You said pushing him by the shoulder "What the fuck y/n " He bolted up from laying on the floor he was shirtless and I'm sweats his messy black hair was poking out. You grin spreading out in the bed " there now I have room" you said.
"your being a brat you know" Sirius chuckled has he stood up laying back where he was supposed to "come here " he said grabbing you by the waist, to pull you agents him. Smiling and not refusing has you allowed him to cuddle into you. "I know but you were taking up my whole bed, well deserved " snickering at him Sirius leaned his head into the back of your neck sighing. "You know your a real pain I'm the ass but I do like you " he said. Sirius kissed the back of your neck making you melt into his touch. Turning your head to look at him for a minute running your fingers through his hair. Sirius gave you a smile witch surprised you not a smirk but a real smile . "I like you just a little bit " you said making the both of you laugh soon enough the both of you dozed back off.
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âDIGIMONâBUT MAKING U CUM IS MY REAL HOBBY!â
⯠OTAKU!GOJO X BIMBO!READER
â summary: your best friend gojo is a hopeless otaku virgin with zero rizz that's still obsessed with digimonâdespite being a grown ass man. you're a slut who despite her best whoring effortsâcan't cum. you'll take his v-card and he'll fix your broken pussy, deal? college au.
â cw: virgin!satoru, gentle sex then rough sex , spanking (ass & pussy), slight sugar daddy/baby dynamic, coercion, dubcon, ecchi/pervy/freak nasty satoru, apprehensive bimbo!reader scared to nut, reader is also a bit of a tsundere brat but this isn't brat taming per se, oral fixation, toe licking, riding, prone bone, missionary, pussy eating, deep-throating, forced gagging, fingering, squirting, edging, olfactophilia, hand-job, protected & unprotected sex, bdsm references, masturbation, bit of somnophilia, pet names: Bunny (reader is called that in lieu of y/n), suggestions of geto x reader, mentions of satosugu and shokohime.
â a/n: in my crack smut bag again cause this white haired demon wont let me rest until i write this nasty shit. fr tho this fic 13.3k and literally 10k of it is Gojo fucking you six ways to sunday. fyi this is the same y/n from nerd!geto but this is a different version of that AU where suguru is the one who has rizz and satoru is the nerd. y'all better read this or i'll never write gojo again istg lmfao. also shoutout to @halosdiary for beta reading and telling me it was good enough to post lol.
eta: y'all won. its a series now lol
âFUCK YEAH, LETâS GO!!! I ALONE AM THE CHAMPION OF THE DIGITAL WORLD!!!â
Startled by Gojoâs sudden outburstâyou nearly rolled off the bed.Â
Thankfully Suguru is sitting next to you and caught you before you fell off completely.Â
Fully energized by his win Gojo sprang up from his elaborate PC setup, bouncing around the room in celebration. Fist-pumping the air he couldnât contain his excitement after winning the Tokyo Regional Qualifiers for the Digimon Online TCG.Â
âGuys, hey guys! See! I told you Iâd win! Iâm the strongest! The digidestined!â
You and Suguru exchanged exasperated glances before side-eyeing the hell out of Gojo.
This went on for a good 10 minutes so you had since returned to mindlessly scrolling TikTok, not wanting to encourage your grown-ass-almost-22-years-old-best-friendâs excitement over a childrenâs game.
âYou sure showed those middle schoolers, Toru.â
Suguru quips with a smile. Heâs clearly being sarcastic but Gojo is unfazedânothing could damper his mood.
âDamn straight I did!â
Both you and Suguru have to chuckle, rolling your eyes at his childish enthusiasm.Â
Despite the shared sentiment of annoyance over your best friendâs hobbies, you both were just happy to have Gojo back again. Two long years had passed since his parents made him travel the world on a rotation program, tasked with visiting the various Six-Vision Industries offices he would one day inherit.Â
Being the nerdy genius he was, Gojo stacked a mass of university level credits in high school. So even with missing the first two years of college heâd still be joining you as a third year at your university come fall.Â
After being apart for so long it was refreshing to hang out again and kicking it at Gojoâs mansion had been a daily occurrence since the start of the summer. Although things had definitely changed in the two years Gojo had been away there was one thing that certainly hadnât.
Gojo was still a fucking huge otaku nerd.Â
Youâd thought his time spent in the business world would have matured him. However, being abroad, away from his friends and spending all day around the âstinky old fogeys in suitsâ as he called them, only made him retreat further into otakudom.Â
That much was evident as his collection of posters, figures and manga had somehow only seemed to grow even with him away.Â
âAlright, while I just would love to stick around and hear more about you destroying the dreams of 12 year olds Toruâbeach girl just texted me, gotta bounce!â
Suguru tries to leave but Toru clings onto him practically spider monkeying himself onto his back in an effort to get him to stay.Â
âSugu! Donât leave! Weâve already been apart from each other for too long~~â
Sighing, Suguru attempts to pry his incorrigible bestie off of him.
âSatoru, you just spent the last 5 hours playing Digimon acting like me and Bunny werenât even here. Iâm sure if you go back to playing you won't even miss me.â
Gojo continues to pout as he whines for Suguru to stay.
âBut I miss you already Sugu!â
Gojo presses his cheek against Suguruâs as Suguruâs eyebrow begins to twitch.
âI know! Invite your date here! Our chef is 10 times better than any restaurant youâd go to and you know we have an infinity pool grotto and onsen!
While the offer was tempting as any potential date would be thoroughly wowed by the decadent splendor that was the Gojo Family ResidenceâSuguru would also thoroughly cuck himself once his date was given the grand tour.Â
Particularly the stop which included Gojoâs anime figure and otaku memorabilia rooms.Â
While a good number of them were harmlessly nerdy shonen or slightly ecchi isekai figuresâthe rest? Well the rest contained every kind of freak nasty hentai figure you could think ofâshibari, futanari and even the classic La Blue Girl tentacle dioramasâit was like a horny museum.Â
Although at this point it should be considered a horny mausoleum as no woman who walked in would be walking out still in the moodâit was surely a place where horny went to die.
âUh yeah, sure next time ToruâŚ.â
Suguru reaches back to pat Gojo on the head reassuringly.Â
Lying as he was more than certain there wouldnât be a next time. There wasnât even going to be dinnerâthis was purely a hookup situation.Â
â...but sheâs already waiting for me outside my placeâgotta run!â
Realizing Gojo still wasnât letting go, Suguru sighs realizing this would require him utilizing his Judo training.Â
In one swift movement, Suguru manages to shoulder-wheel Gojo and toss him onto the other side of his massive bed. The bed rebounds as he lands, slightly lifting you off your belly but you still are more interested in your phone.Â
This isnât the first time Suguru has Judo thrown Gojo off of him (likely wouldnât be the last either).
Saying quick goodbyes before Gojo could recover, Suguru manages to slip away.
âTraitor!!! So much for bros before hoes!â
Utterly dejected, Gojo crawls up next to you on his massive bed.
âAt least I still have you here Bunny.â
âUh, not to pile on but you know Iâm only here until Shoko and Utahime text me they are ready to go to the mall, right? Iâm in dire need of a new handbag!â
Now clinging on to you Gojo throws another small tantrum as the weight of half his sinewy body presses into your back, his lean muscular arms wrapping around your shoulders.
âNot you too, Bunny puhleeease!â
Youâve known each other since you were in diapers so it wasnât odd for you, him or Suguru to be found giving the others platonic cuddles like thisâoften all together too. The both of them were always so much bigger than you so you often enjoyed the comfort and security of always being the filling in the cuddle sandwich.
Gojo rests his chin on your shoulder watching as you continue scrolling TikTok. You sit in comfortable silence for a few minutes before his irritatingly hyperactive nature gets the best of him, and he starts poking around your phone to click on other videos that werenât the 'mystery and makeup' ones you were watching.
âToru, you know you could get a lot of your own hoes to hang out with if you werenât such a huge otaku nerdâŚâ
You had to swat Gojoâs hand away again as he tries to click on another prank video and he rolls off of you with a frustrated sigh.Â
â...youâre almost as good looking as SuguruâŚâ
Muttering the last part of that under your breath. Arguably Gojoâs features were just as if not more striking than Suguruâs.Â
He was too hot himself for all of it to go to waste for being such a big dork.
âIâm sure Sugu would be happy to teach you âthe way of the fuckboyâ if you asked Toruâthat is if youâd actually go out clubbing like a normal 21 year old.â
âWhy would I do that though? My house is 100 times better than a club!âÂ
TouchĂŠ.Â
While no one in your friend group was what someone would consider poor, Gojoâs wealth paled in comparison to anyone elseâs and that went without saying. Heâd had everythingâif not moreâthan even the nicest tokyo club had. This was all thanks to his parents as socialites in their own right, often entertaining businessmen, dignitaries or foreign representatives with their ultra-exclusive parties.
âBesides, it wouldn't workââ
Gojo continued to pout.
ââSuguru would just get all the hoes anyway.âÂ
Easily able to walk up to even the most standoffish looking women, Suguru would have them reduced to bashful school girls in under 5 minutes. The women were always willing to hand over their numbers or drop any immediate plans to hang out with Suguru instead.
A good number of them had boyfriends already too.
Yet despite having the looks, Gojo opening his mouth ruined any advantage his lustrous blue eyes, exotic snow white hair and sharp handsome features gave him.
âWell, Suguru has a normal 21 year oldâs room for starters, Toru. Not full of nerdy ass anime posters and Digimon tournament trophies.â
Gojo goes quiet.Â
Driven from an early age to fill his head with knowledge of politics, technology, and international business relations, he spent the precious free time he did get with his friends or consumed by his own interests. Interests which just happened to be a bunch of otaku shitâDigimon in particular.Â
It was an escape heâd cherished as a child and that didnât change growing into adulthood either, if anything he needed it more now.
When Gojo doesnât answer you look over to see him actually sulking for real nowâface buried in a giant Agumon pillow plushie.Â
What a crybaby.Â
But the crybaby was one of your besties so you decided to lighten the mood and tease him a little.
âYa know ToruuuuâŚ.you could just fuck Sugu then. Donât think I havenât seen yâall get a lilâ handsy during our cuddles!â
You give him a playful smirk and mime grabby hands at him.
âOh and you havenât? Donât act like you wouldnât fuck Suguru either!â
No longer appearing mopey, Gojo is up and laughing again. Mission Accomplished.
âHey! I never said I wouldnât but this isnât about me, this is about you finally getting some play!â
You snap back but youâre blushing.
Like damn, who hadnât thought about fucking Suguru though?Â
âIt's not the same if he makes me bottom! Plus no one thinks I can get pussy!â
Gojo grumbles, hugging his Agumon plushie to his cheek.Â
You canât help but notice how cute and baby girl he looks all pouty.Â
Heâd definitely get women lining up around the block of his huge ass mansion if he could at least get to the dating phase without giving out the otaku ick.Â
âBecause you canât GojoâHoes donât want to fuck guys who play Digimon!â
âBut youâre a hoe and you like digimon too!â
Turning to look at him, youâd had half a mind to slap the shit out of Satoru but he had said it so earnestly. There was no sass nor malice behind his words.Â
Besides, you were a hoe. That wasnât something you ever denied.
You sigh.Â
âYeah I am a hoe now and Iâkeywordâliked Digimon. But that was back when I was a kid, Toru!â
Gojo scoffs and rolls his eyes.
âListen, youâre my friend so mâgonna keep it a buck with youâa guy concerned with being digidestined is definitely not pussy destined, you digidork!â
You playfully hit him with the pillow you were laying on, not wanting him to start sulking again.Â
Finally stimulated by something interesting Gojo wastes no time joining the pillow fight you initiated and you tussle with him on the bed until you both are exhausted and out of breath.Â
Of course you come out of it victorious though. By the end youâd pinned both the pillows and Toru under you.Â
Gojo however is back to pouting.
âUgh, Bunny seriously thoughâI canât go into junior year of college as a virgin!â
You smirk at his complaints as the answer is obvious.
âThrow away your figures and digimon cards then.â
âIâd rather die.â
âA virgin? At this rate you will.â
Gojo huffs in defeat as you settle comfortably on top of him this time.Â
Youâre about to reach for your phone again until you see a curious look flash across his faceâthe kind of look he always had as a kid when he thought of a hair-brain scheme that would lead to getting you all in trouble.
âToruâwhat is it? And why do I have the feeling mânot gonna like it?â
You pull away cautiously, but his large hands grip your waist, stopping you and causing you to squeak in surprise.
âHm, I dunnoâwas just thinkinâ... why donât you fuck me, Bunny?â
Your deadpan expression has Gojo scrambling, holding you closer in a vice grip when you try to squirm away.Â
âHey! Wait, Iâm serious! Come on, Bunny! I need the experience and you always tell us about all your hookups! You have the experienceâhelp a guy out!â
Staring at him skeptically you considered.
I mean sure, you always thought Gojo was attractive, more so since he returned this summer nearly a half a foot tallerâbut he was Gojo Satoru.
Your dorky, goofy, pervy otaku bestie practically since birth!Â
You couldnât just go and fuck him could you?
God, you could only imagine the taunts youâd get if word got out. Your friend group would never let you live it down!Â
âNah Toruâthat would be too weird!â
âHuh, how come? You said I was almost as attractive as Suguru earlier!â
You stiffen.
Fuck, heâd heard that after all.Â
âOoo, ooo! Annnnd, you said last week you wanted a sugar daddy⌠Well, hi! Iâm right here!â
The huge grin on his face has you frowning although more so because he was actually making some sense for once. I mean you were half-joking when you said itâwell, letâs be honest not really.Â
However, you mostly said it because while your family was well off enough, you still werenât living in the lap of luxury by any means like a Gojo clan member. Unfortunately for you though, you were born with the expensive tastes of someone who was. So while you could afford a cute Chanel bag or a MCM wallet here or there, youâd set your sights on something higherâa coveted Hermes Birkin.Â
Toru certainly could afford to buy you a whole truck load of them with what his family made in less than an hour.Â
Nevertheless that wasnât really the issue at hand.Â
In spite of you being far from a virgin, there was actually a good reason why you wouldnât be a good choice for Gojo to lose his v-card.
âEr, emâthatâs really not the issue, ToruâŚâÂ
Trailing off youâre the one pouting now as you glance at your nails.Â
âThen what? Donât tell me our lilâ Bun Bun is shy now? Over lilâ olâ me?â
Gojo teases you by sticking out his tongueâchuckling when you snap your head up to glare at him.
âYou wishâŚâÂ
You grumble, chewing your lip now and debating whether or not to tell him the truth while Gojo looks at you with wide and glassy puppy eyes. Shaking your head you come to the conclusion you could trust him with your secret.Â
He was the virgin otaku after allâheâs the one who should be embarrassed here!
âItâs just thatâŚIâI canât cum.â
Gojo just blinks at you.Â
Clearly confused with metaphorical question marks surrounding his head as that's definitely not the answer he was expecting.
âIâve slept with plenty of guys before but I never had an orgasm. I don't even really get closeâI mean, sure, it feels good, I guessâmostly just a little weird. I heard some people just canât and maybe that's me.â
You shrug, a bit nervous to look Gojo in the eye as you thought he may tease you further about this but was lost in contemplation. Almost as if he was seriously trying to do the biological math around what youâd just told him. Â
After about a minute more he finally asksâ
ââDoes Suguru know?â
A simple question, unloaded in tone as Gojo is genuinely curious but it leaves you flustered nonetheless.Â
âWhat?! Are you crazy?! Why would I tell him?!â
âJust figured if anyone could thenââ
ââHell no, Toru! Besides, what if he does? Iâm not trying to be reduced to a fuckboyâs pick me if he ends up being the only man alive who can give me an orgasm!â
Sure Suguru was hot as fuckâas was a lot of your other fuckboy friends (Toji and Sukuna)âbut you definitely didnât want to end up like the dickmatized girls that would follow them around and literally box each other in the streets over some cock.Â
You werenât much of a fighter anyway and your face was far too cute to be getting scratched up.
Pussy should be put on a pedestal, not the other way around. Youâd continue to be orgasmless before it came to that.
âMm, but Shoko and Utahime know?â
Youâre blushing more than ever this time.
âUm, yeahâT-They said once I realized all men were worthless to call them and theyâd give me multiple of them.â
Gojo snorted at that but he was now convinced you both could help each other.Â
âSo we have no other optionsâthen it's settled!â
In one fluid motion Gojo snatches away the pillows from between you and swaps positionsânow with you on the bottom.
âHuhâwaitâToru!?â
Gojo groans.
âCome on, Bunny! I want pussy, you want to cum on top of getting that Bikram bagâ
ââBirkin bag.âÂ
You corrected him.
âYeah that one! So letâs help each other out, eh? PULHEEEASEEEâJust the tip?â
You werenât at all convinced that Gojoâwhose sexual knowledge came purely from JAV, hentai and onaholesâcould make you cum.
But then again sure, fuck it, why not?
You were getting bored waiting for Shoko to call you anyway and if Toru was willing to come off a Birkin for a lilâ pussy, you might as well fuck him.Â
None of the other guys you had fucked even came close to making sex this worth it. Frankly this would be worth it even if you didnât actually cum. Â
âFiiiine Toru, letâs have sexââ
âFUCK YEAH!â
ââBUT weâre laying down some ground rules!â
Sitting up with a straight back, Gojo obediently awaited your orders.
âAnything you want Bunny, name 'em goâon!â
Gojoâs overenthusiasm was like a puppy and you were sure if he had a tail it would be thumping on the bed like crazy now.Â
You wanted to crack a smile but you know from prior experience that if you give men an inch they will take the whole goddamn mileâand Gojo of all people was no exceptionâso you are firm as you sit up to look in his eyes and lay down the law.
 âFirstâlike you said, just the tip.â
Gojo started to protest but the raise of your eyebrows had him changing his tune immediately.
âGot it! Got it! Just the tip would be amazing Bunny, what else?â
He chided himself and you continued.
âAnd secondly, just because you bros have no loyalty, itâs still âchicks before dicksâ over here. You better get your nut quick cause Iâm still leaving to go purse shopping when Shoko and Utahime call me.â
Gojo waves you off with that rule.Â
âPsh, we should have plenty of time, it's almost 6pm! Theyâve probably been too busy bumping their own purses together to go shopping with you for one. You havenât heard from either of them in hours!â
Fair pointâwildly out of pocket, but fair.Â
Still.Â
âBumping Purses!? Really, Toru?â
âYou know Iâm not lyingâbut thatâs it then, right Bunny?â
Not waiting, Gojo throws his shirt off and starts fumbling with the ties on his sweats before you stop him.
âNah, Toru, hold your horses! One more rule!â
Freezing mid-action, Gojo's hands are shaking as he expectantly gazes at you, waiting for the last condition before you give him the green light.
âFinally, thirdâand most fucking importanlyâif you make any, and I mean even just ONEâotaku reference, especially Digimon while youâre inside me Iâll snap your lilâ digidick off, understood?â
Gojo swallowed.Â
Hard terms to live with but something he would be willing to abide by for pussy.
âYes maâam! Got it! Just the tip, you will ditch me for the purse bumpers and no Digimon!â
Gojo repeats your rules matter-of-factly.Â
You roll your eyes but are satisfied enough he understood and you wave him off in the direction of your bag.
âGood. Now, be a good boy and go get a rubber out of my purse.âÂ
Bolting over to your purse Gojo grabs a pack of condoms and is back on the bed in an instant.
Reality sinking in on what you were about to do and who you were about to do it with, you suddenly become hyper aware, appraising Gojo.Â
You note just how much in the two years since high school heâs grown. Still a bit lanky in areas but overall he filled out more for sure and his muscles were much more defined rippling underneath his skin as he eagerly clambered over you. Gojo still possessed the same piercing sky blue eyes that lit up a room but they looked all too predatorily hungry now that he was hovering over you.Â
You swallow.
Youâd feel almost completely out of control of the situation if it wasnât also for the bundle of nervous energy radiating off of Gojoâhis hands spasming like he might bust his pants the moment he touches you.
You try to maintain your composure, but your jaw drops and your eyes widen in shock when he finally pushes his sweats and boxers down in one swift motion.
Gojo was fucking huge!
âToruâwhat the actual fuck?!â
Third leg was a massive understatement.Â
I mean you didnât think heâd be smallâyouâd been around him enough in boxers, sweats, pjs, etc growing upâbut you didnât expect this.Â
He was definitely a grower and Christ did he just fucking grow!
Gojo looked puzzled until he followed your wide eyed gawking down to his lower half.Â
Heh.Â
âAm I the biggest youâve seen, Bunny?â
Growing prideful Gojo pokes at you a bit and your ogling only grows more incredulous.Â
You didn't know if he was the girthiest but certainly the longest by far. Heâd actually puncture a lung if he stuck that whole monstrous thing in you!
It would literally have to be just the tip and you are thanking God right now that heâd already agreed to those terms. That would be much too uncomfortable to cum from and you are beginning to question how the pornstars manage. This wasnât a JAV but Gojo, if his company ever went belly up, certainly had a promising career on OnlyFans ahead of him.
Gojoâs chest puffed up ten times more from your staring as he slipped the condom on (which only fit two-thirds of the way down).Â
âO-Ok, Bunny now you!â
His cock throbbed more violently the longer you looked at him. The anticipation is contagious to say the least and you can't help but feel your chest warm at his eagerness.Â
Gojo wants to get the attention off of him and you smile at him knowingly.
âYou mean you donât want to take my clothes off yourself?â
The thought never occurred to Gojo but he dumbly nodded. Your yelps echo in the room as his massive hands are on your hips faster than lighting pulling you towards him.Â
The motion causes your tits to jiggle, the soft mounds moving freely beneath your spaghetti strapped halter and Gojo berates himself on how he only now is noticing you werenât wearing a bra all this time.Â
Gojo���s mouth goes dry at your nipples, already peaked and poking through the thin fabric.Â
Your nipples pucker further when the crisp air of the A/C hits them after Gojo pulls your top overhead and you arch up to assist, not realizing you presented yourself to him like a treat to a dog.Â
âT-Toru!!!!â
Gojo wraps his strong sturdy arms fully around your body. Pressing his face deep into your chest as his warm wet lips latch onto a nipple. His mouth now suctioned to you, Gojo swirls and flicks his tongue around the hardened bud. Gojo moans around your flesh, pleasantly surprised at how addicting the sweet salty taste of your skin is.Â
If Gojo wasnât sure he had an oral fixation before he surely knows now. Zoning out everything else except for the sloppy sounds of him worshiping your breast, he relishes the contrasting textures of his rough tongue suckling the soft skin of your swelling bud.Â
Gojo surely would have been latched onto you for hours and you are only able to pry his head away when he releases your nipple with a wet pop to take a breath.
âTORU!!!â
Youâre panting and red faced as you yank his head back.Â
But Gojo is a man solely focusedâtongue hanging out off his mouth captivated by how cutely your areola puffed as it glistened with his spit and fighting overwhelming desire to get the other one in a similar state.
âHuhâBunny, b-babyâyou taste so good nâ your tiddies are so niceâso fuh-kinâ soft.â
Gojoâs tongue is hanging out of his mouth drooling as he attempts to dive back into your chest. you feel his heavy cock on your thigh as his hips begin to rut against you.Â
This was too much!
âStop Toru! Youâre being too rough, they are sensitive! Besides, timesâ ticking! Remember I have no problem leaving you blue balled if Shoko or Utahime call me!âÂ
You do your best to give him a disapproving look as you blush.
âAwe but you seemed like you were liking it, you were whining loud enough.â
âShut up nâjust get on with it!â
âYes maâam~~â
Enjoying your breasts so much Gojo almost forgot he hadnât even seen your pretty pussy yet.Â
Making quick work of your shorts, Gojo manages to pull them down just over your core but is stunned once again as he burns the image of the skin-melding fabric of the mesh hot pink g-string covering your cunt. The thin satiny straps dug into your supple hips amplifying your curvaceous form.
Fucking slutty as hell! Â
Rivaling that of even his most favorite and most scandalous hentai figures.Â
This was so much better, so much more lewd as the clingy fabric struggles to cover the fat of your plump pussy lipsânot like the transparency of them left much to the imagination.Â
God help him, he just wants to tear them off with his teeth and open mouth swan-dive into your dewy lilâcuntâ-pushing his tongue deep into your peachy core tongue fucking orgasm after orgasm out of you until he drowned in your milky nectarâbut he has to restrain himself.
You probably wouldnât like that too much given your reaction earlier and heâd die if youâd happen to just call the whole thing off.
Mouth drying and hands twitchingâGojo is trying so hard to be a good boy and contain his more perverted instincts.
âEarth to Toru! Y-You good?â
Gojo looked like a tightly wound coil ready to pop in every sense of the word and you hated that his nervousness was making you nervous too.Â
So on edge you almost jumped once his eyes snapped up to meet yours.
âG-Great, BunnyâŚj-just fine.âÂ
Gojoâs voice falters, becoming more pitchy and you giggle. As much as Gojo wants to look at your pussy as he peels the flimsy moist fabric off of them he couldnât do that at this momentâhe would actually bust his pants.
Instead, Gojo leans in to kiss you, but you block him. He ends up kissing your palm instead.
âToruuu⌠that be too weird, weâre friends remember?â
âYeah friends who are fucking, Bunny! You mean you wonât let my tongue in your mouth but youâre letting my dick inside your pussy?!â
You knew it sounded nonsensical even before he said it back to you. But your heart was pounding so loudly in your ears you could barely hear him anyway.
You didnât know what you were scared of this time?Â
You had let all your other previous hookups makeout with you but Gojo was different.Â
This felt entirely different.
You didnât know why, you just knew it was and you were apprehensive of the unfamiliar emotions he was stirring in you and this wasnât supposed to be anything more than an arrangement between friends.
âDonât you need to warm up tho Bunny? Obviously mâno pro at thisâbut even I know a little bit more foreplay is usually needed?â
Your heart beats louder at his concern but you push that aside trying to focus on your breaths.Â
Satoru should have been the easiest lay but for a reason that alludesâyou were coming undone before him.
âShut up Toru and just fuck me! The foreplay stuff doesn't matter, it won't make a difference anyway, mânot gonna cum! Also youâre big af so grab your lube. We're gonna need lots of it!â
Toru pouts but follows your commands without fuss.Â
Although heâs anxious to get his dick wet he also is still thinking of how he can hold up his end of the bargain other than a stupid purse.Â
You said he didnât need to but he wanted to.Â
The thought of finally losing his v-card excited him but there was something that made his cock throb harder at being the first man to give you an orgasm.Â
But you donât want him to touch you beyond what was absolutely necessary, so how was he going to accomplish that exactly? Â
Gojo was a genius and had the IQ score to prove it, heâd be able to solve the problem once he was inside you, right?Â
Turning back to face you after retrieving the lube from his nightstand, Toru has to grab the base of his cock this time to keep from prematurely coming in the latex that was already starting to thicken with his precum.
There you were laid out like a slutâpanties pulled to the sideâfingering yourself a bit to loosen up, having reconsidered his suggestion of foreplay when the twitching on your thigh reminded you of how big he actually was.
âOH SHIââ
You notice his jaw hanging open, utterly entranced as his eyes follow the motions.Â
You knew you should be letting him do this to get the experience but honestly there was no sense in setting Gojo up for failureâdelivering a significant blow to his ego when he inevitably couldnât make you cum. You didnât want to damage him even more if he felt it was his fault your pussy was apparently broken, you having tensed up completely every time a guy had tried before.
But you canât deny you are getting some pleasureâif only through your own amusementâas you grab his cock and pump the lube he poured down his latex covered shaft, still fingering yourselfâmuch to Gojoâs delight and wonder of seeing an actual real pussy up close.Â
Gojo sucks in air and groans pitifully as your hand spreads the cool gel over his length which only intensifies his ache to be inside of you.Â
âCâmere, ToruâŚâ
You beckon sweetly, guiding him forward with your back against the pillows, you tease the crown of his tip through your folds preparing him for missionary.Â
Gojo nearly bites a chunk out of his lip when his thick cockhead finally catches over your slicked entrance and youâre left wincing.
âT-Toru, e-easyâo-ok? Not too deep...â
A breathy confirmation shudders out of Gojo as heâs easing himself into your warm tightening cunt. The stretch is immediate which mentally confirms for you he is also the girthiest youâve ever had as well.Â
Your heels dig into his hips to brace yourself while he hovers over you, arms shaking.
âFUUUUUHHHHââ
Even with the rubber on, Gojo still thinks he might melt from how warm and tight you areâso much better than even his onahole with the custom grip and heating features.Â
Screwing his eyes shut, Gojo has to count backwards from a million, recite Japanâs national anthem, list the GDPs of the top 10 wealthiest countriesâanythingâor he will cum too soon or worse, crack and drive his hips until heâs all the way to the hilt from the way your dangerous lilâ pussy is sucking him in.
God, it felt like your slutty cunt had a mind of its own calling for him to push in a lilâ deeper, greedily begging for him to go a lilâ further but Gojo resists.Â
Sweat beads on his brow from the exerted effort of sheer willpower to keep his promise to you.
To Gojoâs credit, he really is doing his best, only a little less than a third but due to his length that's still a lot.Â
Your eyes wander up to Gojoâs face and away from where he is wholly splitting you open, lest you clench on him even tighter and you knew you needed to relax. Even if you weren't really feeling much but the overwhelming strain from the tight fit, looking at Gojo you were happy that he appeared to be in bliss at least.Â
His eyes still squeezed shut, mouth hanging open and spittle flowing down his jaw Gojo was in his own world as he continuously babbled nonsense about how perfect your cunt felt around him.
Just the tip in you for all of 20 seconds and already pussy drunk from just this much.Â
âB-Bunny, Oh SHHIIIâB-Bunnyâmâcute BunâFAH-ACK sâgudâmâgonna cum soon UHHâpussy feels sâgoodâoh-oh my god!âÂ
Although his entire body is quaking with pleasure, the few functional brain cells that survived the fiery blaze of your sinful lilâ pussy are still thinking of you.Â
Gojo tries to give some attention to your neglected lilâ clit, but a single swipe causes your leg to jerk and you promptly push his hand away again.
âN-NO! Pleaseee, mâtoo sensitive Toru! J-Just focus on your thrusts! Y-Youâre sâclose, mâcan feel your cock twitching i-i-inside me...â
Gojo wants to challenge you on thisâsuspecting from the way your cunt felt constricting around him you felt something pleasurable thenâbut heâs too far gone and much too inexperienced to keep focused on anything else.Â
Especially when you are so explicitly describing him fucking you.Â
Grabbing his face you bring your foreheads to touch to help calm him so heâd last a bit longer. Although you still hold his face to prevent him from kissing you, he's close enough that you're sharing the same breath, now looking into each other's eyes.Â
He struggles to maintain eye contact though before the magnetism of your heated core had them rolling back again.
You're still not close to cumming, yet you are beginning to enjoy the warm comforting feeling of being this full as he holds you close, his short thrusts gaining momentum.Â
Sharing intimacy with someone you actually cared about for once is really nice and you wouldn't mind having more sex like this even if you couldn't cum.Â
Thumbing over Gojoâs moist lips you coo sweet praises to him as he desperately moans around your delicate appendage. Suckling your thumb between his lips and nursing on it until he can no longer contain the heavy breaths that overpower him and fan across your face.Â
Sharing the same exhaled breath is making you light headed and you mewl at the keen sensations it stirs in your pussy that has him full on gasping now. Gojo releases the whiniest moan as he falls into you, unable to support his arms any longer.Â
Showering your neck with open mouth kisses as his body curls more into yours.
However it all proves far too much when Gojo faltering more in his promise, slips more than halfway into your cuntâinstantly filling the latex as it balloons inside of you as you scrape your heels against his back.
SHIIIIIT! He sâbig!Â
Despite nearly splitting your poor pussy into two at the end though, Gojo did such a good job for his first time.Â
Youâd forgive him just this once though as you wrapped your arms around his head, gently petting his undercut. His heaving breaths quiet under your soothing touches, finally ceasing the stream of his spit and tears that had been pooling in your collarbone.
Staying like that for a while holding him while his heartbeat calms to match yours and his length softens inside you. You close your eyes peacefully for a few moments before you hear your phone vibrate next to you.Â
It's Shoko!
Shokoâs text apologizes for the delays and offers to get dinner insteadâpromising to go shopping with you and Utahime tomorrow since they got held up and you make plans for dinner in two hours.Â
Perfect. That gives you plenty of time to clean up and get yourself presentable.Â
âDid you cum even a lil bit, Bunny?â
Oh sweet baby, if you have to askâŚYou think to yourself but it's not poor Toruâs fault your pussy is out of order.
âUm, no Toru babyâbut you did so well! Ya know youâre actually pretty cute and considerate when you get a little pussy. Iâm sure youâll manage to make any girl you happen to get naked happy!â
Gojo counters you with a disappointed look still panting slightly as he pulls out and rolls over bringing you towards him to cuddle. Allowing him, reasoning that you donât have to get up right this second.
Yoour back meets his chest and itâs then you notice the condom still inside you. Figures since it was much too small in the first place. Yet you couldnât complain as it managed to do its job due to Satoru not going all the way in. Breathing out you grimace a bit as you still had to give it a pretty good tug to lodge the filled latex out of your sore cunt.Â
âGoddamn Toru, you were pretty backed up huh?â
Having witnessed the entire display from over your shoulder and the sight of the light blue rubber covered in your fluids while drooping heavily with his own has Gojoâs dick stirring again as you jiggle the rubber demonstrating its fullness before tossing it into the bin beside his bed.Â
Conflicted Gojo broods for a while as he hugs you to him.Â
While his body felt mostly satisfied, seeing you still unsatisfied put a huge damper on his mood.Â
Sure you had told him you couldnât comeâbut would any girl cum without much foreplay or stimulation?Â
Even the darker hentais and JAVs heâs seen had more foreplay than this!
Hmmm...Â
Thinking over the experience again in his mind he had a hunch that if right could cure your lack of orgasms but needed you to let him fuck you once more to be sure.Â
âSo youâre gonna hit and quit just like that, Bunny?â
He teases clinging onto you again when you try to maneuver out of his embrace.
âNo time for more cuddles ToruâShoko texted, weâre getting dinner in two hours.â
âWait! Bunny! Thatâs so far awayâLet me go again, pleeeease!â
Gojo is determined this time to make you cum for real! And, yeah you knowâyour slick heat sliding up and down his cock again would be a highlight too.
âToruââ
ââCome on bunny! We solved my problem but we haven't fixed yours, you still haven't cum yet!â
âToru, I thought we understood we were never going to solve my problem in the first placeâso don't stress! Also I know this is probably the first time a girl has said this to you and actually meant itâbut it's really not you!â
Gojo puts his negotiation face on.Â
You wanted to play hardball? Bet.
âIâll give you my black card for a whole week!â
Gojo turns you around to look him in the eye so you could see how sincere he was, he really wanted to try againâhe knew he could make you cum this time!
You sighed.Â
You couldn't really be mad at himâin fact, it was actually the cutest thingâthat he wanted to keep trying for your benefitâbut you didnât see the point when it would just lead to the same result. You donât even need to glance down to see Gojoâs cock was just as resolute as heâs already recovered and fully brickedâlength pulsing against your ass.Â
Wellâgiven his last performance you were sure heâd last all of five minutes and if you had his black card for a whole week you were about to tear the entire Hermes store upâa Birkin and a Kelly in every color!
Hell, maybe you could even get the coveted baby pink ostrich one.Â
âMmmâkay, Toruâblack card for a week! No limit!â
âYup of course! Oooh noâWait, no rubbers and I'll let you have my new g-wagon too! I hear raw sex is sooo much better you will cum for sure then Bunny!â
Well you knew a good bargain when you heard it.
Throwing the unopened condoms to the side you laid back down.
Imported European cars are stupid expensive to get in Japan and if he was coming off a g-wagonâespecially as it was a custom powder blue matte with dune colored seats and shiny platinum rimsâthen he could have as many two-minute pump sessions as he wanted.
Heâd likely pass out from dehydration in less than twenty tops anyway.
âOkay, but same rules as before except no cumming inside Toru! I mean it! It's too much of a mess to clean up after, itâll be dripping all night especially all that you came last timeâŚâ
The thought of your gooey tender cunt weeping his nut for hours has Gojoâs balls tightening in want of making it a realityâbut he knew if all went to plan youâd be begging for it!Â
Firstâhe needed you to take a more active role this time. He saw you settled back onto the pillows and that simply wouldnât do.Â
âUm Bunny, can you be on top? I-Iâm dying to see what your cute tiddies look like jiggling all crazy like in my face.â
You cover your chest, frowning in offense at his more debauched ecchi preferences but you agreed nonetheless.Â
Relenting as itâd likely have him cumming sooner and then you could finally get ready to meet the girlsâall in your new g-wagon, although youâd definitely have to make up a lie as to how you scammed it out of Gojo.
Gojo takes your place on the pillows, amused as now itâs his turn to beckon you forward. Steeling yourself, you embarked on your climb to mount him. Tall and lean with wisps of hair sticking to his face Gojo looked more like he belonged in a painting, unnerving you that a face only an artist could sculpt admired your body with his lustful gaze.Â
He was too sexy for his own nerdy ass good like this and you failed not to whimper when his strong hands settled at your waist.
Lube in your hand you smirk, gaining some confidence back when you hear Gojo hiss as the cool gel once again spreads down his fiendish girth that pulses restlessly at your touch. The sensation is all the more agonizing without the latex barrier hindering him as your, your silky smooth palm glided over his bare cock before tugging back the sensitive foreskin covering his crown head.Â
Licking your lips you almost want to bend down and taste the pre marbling like a pearlescent jewel on his pretty exposed cockhead.
Heâd probably cry like a baby if you did, you mused with a grin.Â
Good God girl snap out of it!Â
You chastise yourselfâno, you had to focus and end this quickly before you lost your mind. The idea of fucking Gojo beyond what he could buy for you started to get more appealing and you couldnât allow that.
Readying yourself to mount him this time you realize your pussy is quivering in anticipation of the stretchâit was uncomfortable last time soâwhy was your body reacting this way?
Your own pussy betraying you as she seemed to yearn for the opportunity to gobble him up, taking him in with less resistance in spite of you. Flexing around the thick intrusion inside your core you shiver in feeling the curve of every vein on his girthy cock as you lowered yourself onto him.
The way your pussy flexed as a jolt of electricity ran through you scared youâa new sensation bubbling up inside, threatening to make you lose yourself in the feeling. Must be survival instincts you rationedâyour cunt scared for its life never having encountered such an acute danger like Gojoâs dick before.
The burn was pleasurable this time, sucking in sharp breaths at every slight movement of him moving inside your core. Yet Gojo is in even more blissâfrom the serpentine motion of your hips cascading over his own to how your your puffy pussy lips looked so wonderfully parted, stretched open around his cockâFUCK!
How was he going to complete his plan if his brain just started turning to mush everytime your dangerously succulent cunt grinded against him.
âOâooo shiiiiiit!â
âY-You okay, Bunny?â
Although Gojo himself looked like he was in agony his face was reddening from how good your raw gummy walls were surging around his length.
âHhnng, fine Toruâyâer j-just big.âÂ
Gravity was your natural enemy in this scenario and you took him a bit past halfway this time.
Wanting to distract you, his large hands grope your tits but you knock him awayâyour stomach fluttering.Â
âWhat's wrong, this time?â
â...sân-nothing, itâsâjust put your hands on my hips, it helps me so my legs don't get tired.â
You lied.
Well your legs were quivering but more pressingly your heart started to race and you didn't know if it was because a cock like this could actually relocate your uterus to your lungs or if youâd actually started catching something similar to romantic feelings for Gojo Satoru.Â
Either one was unacceptable in your book.
âHurry up and cum, Toru!âÂ
However Gojo is about to say something, your phone rings.
âI-Its UtahimeâŚâ
âDonât answer Bunny! Focus or youâre never going to cum!â
âI can multitask, Toru! Besides, on the small chance I do I know it's definitely going to take longer than the two minutes you lasted before.âÂ
Hushing Gojoâs protests and eyes flaring at him to be silent, you answer the call.Â
âBunny!â
âHime!â
You greeted each other with your usual peppinessâlike Gojo wasnât 6 and a half inches deep with 2 and half more to goâgive or takeâinside you.
âWhatâs up? Oh erm, what am I doingââ
A sly and haughty smile plays on his lips and you scowl at him.
ââIâm still at Gojoâs and noâIâm not doing much at all right now! Hahaâyeah. I can definitely talk, of course!â
Gojo frowns as his eyes narrow and to placate him you start half heartedly rotating your hips.
You still looked sexy as hell though. Even with less effort expended it was still a workout as shown by the sheen of perspiration glowing off your body. That delectable sight combined with the light swaying of your tiddies was more than enough for him to cum if he just focused on himself.
But he was determined not to this time, not until you had.
âSee Toru? They were helping Shokoâs parents!â
You stick out your tongue and he makes a face back at you.
âOh what?âsânothingâHa! Well ok! He said you were too busy bumping pussies to go to the mall with me! Pshâtypical am I rite? Huhâput you on speaker? LOL O-OKAY.â
Snitch!Â
Gojo mouths to you offended youâd rat him out like this as Utahimeâs voice shrills through the phone.
âSatoru you loser! You have to talk about our pussies cause you could never have one of your own in a million years!â
Snorting with laughter Gojo is more than amused.Â
If only they knew.
You pale signaling at him to âSTFUâ or he could finish himself off.
âAww, is that so Utahime? Iâm so hurt.âÂ
The mischief in Gojoâs voice is obviousâheâs clearly mocking you.
Annoyed with him getting the upper hand and feeling sassy, you pile onâ
âExactly Hime! I mean he might get someâbut a total otaku like him wouldnât know what to do with a pussy if he even ever got inâEEP!â
A heavy handed smack comes down on your assâhard.Â
The force ripples its way into your cunt causing you to feverishly tighten as your tongue pushes a low moan out between your lips.
âOh ho hoâwhat's this? You actually like getting spanked huh, Bunny? You dirty, dirty girlâŚâÂ
Gojo is whispering again before his hand once more swats at that same cheek.
The sting causes saliva to pool in the corners of your mouth.Â
If looks could kill Gojo would have died a horrible deathâthat is if you could focus enough to even glare at him. Youâre absolutely mortifiedâtoo consumed by the spanks that fiercely rained down on your reddening bottom, your pussy getting shamelessly wetter with every hit.
âAHâFAHHHââ
âBunny! Whatâs happened?!â
You hear Shokoâs concerned voice this time.
âN-N-Nothing, G-Gojoâs being mean to me cause I told on him! H-He pinched me so hard Shoko!â
âLiar!â
Gojo mouths again and his demeanor turns absolutely devilish.Â
Oh? So that's how you wanted to continue to play?Â
You were such a brat sometimes but then again so was he and his competitive nature soared at the challenge.
âOh did I? Like this, Bunny?â
Gojoâs palms cup your tits roughly before he pinches them, twisting your nipples causing the slobber that collected to dribble down your chin and onto your chest.
âShiiiiâT-Toru! S-STOP YOU A-AHHHâSSHOLE!!â
The grip his thumb and forefingers have on your sensitive buds intensifies and you can barely keep the phone in your grasp as you hold it out arm extended to keep your cries from being heard.Â
With only one hand free thereâs no way for you to worm nor pry his hands from your tits as you are still struggling not to sink lower and choke on your own tongue from the electrifying sensations assaulting your cunt.
This couldnât be what it was like could it? This overwhelming feeling?
You didnât want to admit it but as tear-inducing as the sensations wereâthey felt real fucking good.Â
Your hips began involuntary rocking as your core now craved how Gojoâs cock scraped against your walls like it was trying to carve itself even deeper inside you if youâd let your hips drop just a little bit lower.Â
âToru! Stop picking on our Bunny! Donât make us come over there and kick your ass!â
The sweat that now runs down Gojoâs brow threatens to blur his vision but heâs locked in and focused. The phone situation being so fucking raunchy combined with the way your pussy is creaming on him (despite you trying your hardest not to feel good) has him stressed.Â
Swallowing he had to try hard to keep up the act as well as please you without cummingâit would be a feat if he accomplished it to say the very least.
God, this was all so shamefully vulgar.Â
Did you do this on purpose answering the phone?Â
He didnât even know this was a kink of hisâor yours apparently.
But your âproblemâ was now clear to Gojo:
Itâs not that you couldnât cum, itâs just that you were scared to cum.Â
Any real stimulation triggered your fight or flight.Â
You were perfectly capable, you just needed a bit of forcefulnessâhowever the effect of it terrified you and you bolted from it every time you had sex with someoneâuntil now.Â
Heh, there would be no more running from the nut for his little bunny rabbit.
Gojo wonders how far into his ecchi depravity he can take you.
âYour Bunny, huh?â
Gojo's eyes squinted as if he could stare down Shoko and Utahime through the phone.
You were his.Â
He was the one who was going to make you cum and frankly he didnât give a fuck anymore if Shoko or Utahime heard itâin fact he wanted them too.
Planting his feet into the bed, Gojoâs form shifts as he swiftly grips your waist simultaneously bringing you down while driving his pelvis upâpummeling his entire length into your guts. The prickly patch of groomed hair at his base tickles your poor abused lilâ clit which had been forcibly nestled into themâthe result of being smashed against his pubic bone.Â
âFUHCCCKâMUTHERFUHHâSHHHHâHIIIIIT!!!âÂ
Vision momentarily blacked out and burning with tears mixed with your running mascara, your pussy still reeling from the sheer magnitude of Gojos long girthly length now all the way sheathed and practically tearing through your womb. Your eyes are firmly lodged in the back of your head, the electrifying vibrations cause you to drop the phone entirely. Your world is spinning from experiencing your first small orgasm that only increased intensity as your efforts to escape Gojo are in vain.Â
Your cervix is screaming at the probing intrusion of his bulbous tip ramming so far up into you but Gojo has you anchored to him unable to flee from his onslaught of thrusts.
If you could string together a coherent thought you would have wondered if in fact your stomach had been relocated next to your lungs as you felt so full you couldnât breathe.Â
Your pussy violently spasms around his girth, creamy fluids seeping down onto his base from your cunt sloshing around him. Gojo grips your cheeks spreading you wider increasing the squelching noises echoing from your cunt.
Shit though, Gojo thinks your perfect pussy might actually break his dick off from how fervently you were clenching him.Â
Tongue fully lolled out of your mouth, youâre grasping onto Gojoâs shoulders for stability as your saliva drips down his pectorals.
âBUNNY!! Are you still there?? Whatâs that noise?â
Shoko and Utahimeâs calls for you go unanswered. Gojo on the other hand is grinning, albeit through gritted teeth, pleased at how his long trunk-like cock is rendering you nonverbal.Â
âHehe, you definitely came a bit that time didnât yaâya nasty lilâ Bunny, donât lie.âÂ
âN-N-Nooo T-Toruâsâlike I-I c-canât breatheââ
âHeh, aâcourse you can baby Bunâthat's what it feels like when you cum, even I know that.â
SMACK!
Another firm smack to your ass has your cunt quivering wildly.
You feel like the virgin in this situation nowâand honestlyâare you not?Â
Did those other dicks really count?Â
It felt like you were having sex for the first time as this was a totally different experience even from the earlier round with Gojo.
âDonât worry though, now that I know what kinda shit youâre intoâIâmma take care of that pervy lilâ princess pussy sooo good, Bunny.â
Oh godâThat couldnât be true could it?Â
Spanking? Nipple twisting? Having your insides pushed up to your throat?Â
You didnât actually like this kinda freaky shit did you?
Yet your bodyâs reactions remain true even if your mind doesn't want to accept the cause of the fire that is burning within you. Your pussy is in raptures at the feeling of being molded into the exact shape of Gojoâs cockâveins and all.
âHELLLOOOOO BUNNY!!!!â
Absolutely pleased with himself Gojo retrieves the phone.
âAwe p-poor thing, just stubbed her toe runninâ from me. MyâSHIIIâroom isâFUHHHâk-kinda a m-messâS-See? I almost tripped just now too. Isnât that right Bunny?â
Gojo brings the phone closer and you bat it away wishing he would just hang up and spare you the humiliation. Although humiliation seemed to be your new kink as mirroring his earlier actions as youâre pathetically moaning into his skin. Gojoâs masculine scent, mingled with the salty aroma of perspiration, floods your senses, making you feel even more lightheaded, increasing the sloshing of his cock buried deep in your cunt.
The crude noises that rang from your bodies squelching and slapping against each other renders Gojo unable to keep up the charade either. Making up a quick excuseâhe has to go get ice for your toeâhe quickly hangs up on Shoko and Utahime whose puzzled protests of concern he couldnât give a single fuck about anymore.Â
God fucking you while on the phone with them was so fucking hot, heâd have to get you to do it againâmaybe with Suguru next time, heâd probably even be into it.
âHey B-Bunnyây-you think Shoko and Hime were naked too?â
You groan.
This fucking hentai otaku pervâyou already told him that they were helping Shokoâs parents!Â
You want to glare, scream, chastise, get upâbut you canâtâyouâre at the mercy of him ruthlessly drilling up into your cunt and can only heave out tired mewls in reply.
âFuuuckâimma cum again soon! Do you feel the way your naughty lilâ cunt is squeezing like she wants to wring me dry, wanât me to give it all to your pussy Bunny?â
âN-Not i-inside mâpussy, T-Toru!âÂ
A devious smirk appears.Â
Heh, yeah he promised not inside your pussy.
Without warning Gojo rips his cock out from your sopping core and manhandles you onto your back. Thinking he will simply cum outside somewhere you're finally able to breathe again and you exhaleâonly to feel his monstrous length being shoved down your throat.
Your eyes shoot open.Â
Greeted with the image of Gojo's heavy balls in your face, his ball hairs tickle your nose as you gag around his girth straining your throat open wide. You think if he didnât reach your lungs through your guts he certainly would now that heâs eight and a half inches down your esophagus.
âYou said i couldnât cum in your pussy Bunny, so letâs use that pretty lilâ mouth pussy insteadâsweet fuck, ya know sheâs almost tighter than your actual cunt.â
Your hands fly to the outside of his thighs pawing over the sweat glossed skin as you drag your nails down them, leaving welts in an effort to get him to ease up. The potent musk of your shared lust that had dripped down his balls was now rubbing on your face assaulting your senses.Â
It was fucking nasty, so gross and yet your own pussy betrayed youâburning with an ache to be filled again at the smells that stimulated your own primal hedonistic urges.
âAwe, donât be like that. I know you like it rough, yeah? I havenât forgotten about you either baby.â
Gojo of course at this point isnât talking to you but your cunt.
With one hand squeezing your already constricted airway, Gojoâs other snaked its way over your body and reeling it back before delivering a mean open palmed slap to your clit.Â
The sound of your soaked cunt echoed through his room and he almost came from that alone as your fluids trickled out of you faster, further soiling his expensive sheets.
âThis pussy likes being spanked more than those cherry cheeks of yours huh, Bunny? I know my filthy hentai pussy does.â
Youâre obviously unable to answer but the way youâre gurgling moans around his cock lets him know this is exactly what you like. Thrusting two thick fingers into your quivering core his burly appendages bullied themselves in as far as they could go.Â
âYou knowâG-God, FUCK youâre tightâBunny, you know I read in an h-manga how girls can squirt from a lack of air and a little bit of prodding, sâpposeâS-SHIIIâtâbe something in here that sends em absolutely wild.â
Fingers searching deeper it's not until Gojo pulls back to add a third that he scrapes past a firm spongy spot that has your legs buckling.
Astonished by the amazingly sexy reactions of your bodyâGojoâs eyes are blown out wide over how much your clit swells, your hole twitches and your juices spurt out of you as your tears run over your cheeks to wet his balls further. Gojo doesnât even need to thrust as your throat tightens around him like crazy with him jamming his fingers into that particular spot over and over.
Lost in your own ecstasy youâre proven wrong as contrary to your belief you thought his otaku sex-ed would be to his detriment to his skills. However it's exactly because of all of the lecherous and depraved shit he collected and consumed did he know exactly what to do to you now that got you all messed up. Eyes lodged into your skull, squirting and practically blacking out with his dick stuffed down your throat on his long dexterous fingers abusing your cunt.
âSHIIIIIITââ
With a keen grunt Gojo cums, pumping loads of viscous fluid down your throat forcing you to gorge on his thick cum.Â
âF-Fuck Bunny are you a throat goat? M-Milked me dry...â
Heâs still driving his pliable fingers in and out of you, his arms are shaking from his own orgasm but he doesnât care. Nothing on earth could stop him from replicating the beautiful sight of your pretty lilâpussy spurting out juices that run all the way down his forearm.
ââŚheh, looks like I can milk you too, Bunny.â
Gojo finally dislodges his dick out of your throat but still runs a hand through your pussy folds to rub soothing circles on your clit. You whimper through your coughs as you spit up some of his cum, still gagging after what were mere minutes but seemed like hours of choking on his beefy cock.
Vision spotty, tremors run through your bodyâboth ends so thoroughly fucked outâthat it doesnât register that Gojo is once again lifting your body bringing you towards the edge of the bed.
If you thought Gojo was going to give you aftercare from having used your body like one of his anime fleshlights, youâd be correctâbut not before one last round.Â
Lifting your hips off his luxe bed Gojo positions your wobbly legs on his shoulders. His eyes are blown out and crazed with his own twisted perversion. Weakened and spent himself as cock twitched from overstimulation but heâs never been a quitterâdetermined to make you cum again and again before one of you finally passes out.
Your toes wiggle and you keen as his tongue ravenously dips between your toes. Trailing his tongue past the arch of your foot to bite your heel.
âYouâre so fucking sexy, Bunnyâthe best pussy in the whole world, how could you ever think she was broken? You were just waiting for me to use her huh?â
âS-shut upâToru, j-jeezâŚâ
Your windpipes had been fucked raw and youâre croaking which to your dismay only seems to turn Gojo on more and heâs tapping his tender engorged cockehead on your clit. Your brows pinch together as you bite back moans from his frenulum catching and chafing so wonderfully over your clitoral hood.
âPuhleaseeee, Honey Bunny! Let me fuck you a bit more now that we know you are as ecchi coded as I am, mâkay my pervy princess?â
The very thought shames you and you think your heart might seize from embarrassment if it doesnât give out from pleasure first and your heart feels like it might beat out of your chest chest from all the pet names Gojo is bestowing upon you.Â
âToruâŚâ
You try to reason with him through your defeated huffs as you press your legs shut together.
â...y-you made me cum from your fingers nâ your cock.. Y-You won. PleaseeeâI-I donât even think I can cum any more.âÂ
Not convinced Gojo pushes your legs back.
âOh, is that right? Letâs ask her then!â
Gojo delivers another smack onto your slippery pussy as if on the command of her new owner your obedient cunt immediately leaks a bit more creamy slick onto his palm.
âSee, baby? She says you can though and that sheâs tired of you running from it Bunnyââ
Still hugging your legs together in his grasp, Gojo lowers himself to rub his cheek against your pussy like it was his favorite pillow.Â
âDonât fret my pervy lilâ pussy I won't let Bunny deprive you any longer from what you really need.â
You groan yet Gojo is more gentle this time as he gingerly rolls you onto your belly and lifts your hips to slide his giant Agumon pillow underneath.
Urgh, did it have to be this one!?
There's no time for complaints though once Gojo spreads your cheeks wide. A glob of spit hits your crack as his thumb prods against your shy puckering rear hole while he humps his cock between the fat of your thighs through your soggy swollen folds.Â
âShiiit imma fuck this tight lilâ bunny hole next time baby, mâkay?â
The threat causes you to shudder yet all your back talk and sass is gone from his illicit preparations as he elicits heady mewls from your hoarse throat. Your cunt flutters eagerly to have him fill you again as his fingers imprint themselves into your bottom.
The anticipation is so intense as bracing for his size ripping through you you nearly fail to notice Gojo is now humming to himselfâhummingâTHE DIGIMON CHAMPIONS THEME SONG!?
OH HE HAD YOU ALL THE WAY FUCâ
âAnd suddenly youâre screaming again, eyes glued to the back of your skull as his hips jerk forward, drilling his dick past your walls to pound directly into your cervix with the tempo of a madman.
OH FUCK! âŚsâgood!
You finally surrender letting your cunt control your brain as you throw ass back to meet his frenzied thrusts. Like a drug addict from the first real taste your pussy is already addicted to the feeling of his cock destroying you.
âSâtoruâSâtoruâSâtoruâFUHHHHCK!â
His name fell from your lips like a mantra, the only word your brainânow thoroughly fucked smoothedâcould remember.
The sight of you chasing your own pleasure as your ass slammed back onto his pelvis, your skin rippling as it bounced and splashed frothy fluids onto his abs sent him further into perverse degeneracy.Â
âF-Fuck Bunnyâbaby, this pussy too goodâWe canât tell Suguru for a while, kay? Heâll want to fuck you too and this pussy is just fâme. Suguru gets all the pussy sâtell me youâll keep yours fâer me. Thought you were broken but you just needed my cock this whole timeââ
Burying your face in the sheets bashfully at the mention of Suguru, your cunt pulls more taut around Gojoâs cock.
ââFUHH, g-go out with me yeah, Bunny? Love you sâmuchâSHIIIITâbuy you whatever you wantât-take you where you wantâthis dick sâyours Bun Bunâall yours!â
Plunging into deeper if it were even possible Gojoâs blunted nails drug into the fat of your ass and hips, it wouldnât scar but it would certainly add to the inevitable bruising.Â
âIâll never even look at a non 2D woman again as long as I have you as my lilâ onaholeâshit Iâll never even buy one of those again unless it's in the shape of your pussyâF-FUCK, w-waitây-you think we could get one made in the shape of your pussyâmy girlfriendâs perfect pussy?!â
Itâs too muchâtoo overwhelming and your mind is slowly but surely being corrupted by Gojo. Otherwise the image of him whining while fucking a onahole casted from your cunt as he watches you finger yourself would have never in a million years popped into your mind.Â
Determined to see you unhinged in every respect, Gojo didnât want to deny you pleasure but if he had to be a little mean to you so you could finally be honest with him then so be it.Â
Slowly pulling out, your expression is near frantic as you look back at him. Your mouth gaping and babbling nonsensically for him not for him to stopâyou were so close.
Gojo simpers, relishing in your cute cockdrunk face scrunched with confusion from him pulling out so suddenly.Â
âW-Words baby, câmon I just spilled my heart out here!â
Your pussy weeps longingly for Gojoâs cock as your body shakes with a yearning begging to be filled again.Â
God help you, you want him.Â
You want him and his sinfully curved demon dick badly, itâs all you could think aboutâNot even remembering what life was like before he so perversely rearranged your guts. However, not only did he know how to hit all your spots, he knew youâand despite him completely disregarding all of the rules you had initially set, he was the first guy who actually cared about how you felt during sex, even if he was a perverted otaku.
There was simply no use in denying it any longer.Â
You caved.
Tears streaming down your face as you hiccupped your admission of affections for him, red-faced and flustered.
âSâtoru, I-Iâll be your girlfriendâneed you nâneed your cock sâmuchââ
Pressing the side of your face against the mattress you bring a shaky hand through your legs, fingers slipping over your slick as you part your pussy lipsâyour vacant core exposed and fluttering, begging for him just as hard.
ââmâalso youâre onahole T-Toru, I promise iâll only fuck you, j-just please keep fucking me, i wanna cum on your cock, want your cum in me Toru baby!â
You might die from the shame of it all once you sober up from being utterly cockdrunk and stupefied but all you could think about right now was Gojoâs hard dick laying heavy pipe back into your cunt.
Something snaps in Gojo.
Head over heels for you now, Gojo knew from that moment on heâd never let you go.Â
Real or 2Dâno could compare to you in Gojoâs eyes.Â
Toru finally found something he loved more than digimonâyour perfect lilâpussy.
And he was going to show her how much he loved her right now.
Taking what was so graciously presented to him this time around, youâre short circuiting once heâs finally inside you again your most base needs being satiated turning you into a cockfiendish whore crying for him to fuck you harder as you grip his sheets like you could rip them apart.Â
His strokes become more merciless, unrelenting on your pussy and Gojo leans his weight onto your back, legs bent crouching on top of you, his hips becoming manic they thrashed forward in short heavy thrusts to hammer you into the mattress.
Gojo himself is beyond gone.Â
Disregarding all promises of mentioning otaku shit while he was wrecking your cunt. Â
âFuck bunny this feels better then what I thought Agnewomonâs pussy would be likeâ you'd look so sexy in that cosplay. Gonna have you dress up for me and show you off at cons. Iâll buy you whatever you want, anything, the whole fucking world yeah? Just fuckâwear those those vibrating panties while you cosplay too, youâd like that?â
You tightened groaning at his debauchery, something that was not missed at all by Gojo who by this point had fucked his own self dumb in your angelic cunt. White strands of his hair stuck to both of your faces as he tiled your head back so he could see how desperately those little hearts danced in your dilated pupils before they were reduced to nothing more than mere splotches whiting out your vision.
âFuck u really are a slut huh bunny? Tightening at the thought of all those otaku perverts looking at you in that skimpy outfit while I control the buzzing on that lil clit. But they canât have youâmâthe only otaku pervert that knows how to make you cum!â
Delirious with melodic honeyed cries spilling from you, you just wanted him to stop talkingâpointing out every single time your body responded to his ecchi tastes becoming your tastes and now just yearning for a taste of him.Â
Reaching back youâre pulling him down to smash your lips together. Messy, but you could care as Gojo tried to swallow your tongue fucking his own into your mouth with a force that matched his cock. If fucking you was heaven then kissing you was nirvanaâheâd give you the whole world if he could keep fucking you like this forever.
Gojo needs you to cum again soon as the feral need breed your tummy until it swells with his seed has him losing the little sanity he even had to begin with. A virgin until today heâd saved up so much waiting for your tight cunt this whole time.Â
Moving his lips away from yours only for air, your chest heaves harmonies cries from his hand weaving under your bodies. Jittery fingers swiped frantically over your clit, hurling you towards your euphoric climax as his lips descend back upon yours.
âCum BunnyâI got ya baby.â
Deliberately plowing himself harder against your cervix, your body seizes up releasing tension into pure white energy that you swore was pumping through your every vein as an extension of your pussy as his heavy load spurts to paint your walls and sear your insides as his thrusts continue to swill his seed inside you, pushing it further into your wombâ-thank fuck for birth control.
However that was the last thing you remember before you go limp, temporarily blacked out as you swear youâve transcended to a celestial plane of existence. One where all slutted out souls went to escape from the unearthly pleasure theyâve been tortured by. You donât know how long youâve been out but you're squirming as you come back to consciousness. Realizing your now back on your back as your hips involuntarily rocking against something thick and wet.Â
When you finally manage to open your eyes you're greeted by Gojo tongue slurping at your clit and lapping up the cum oozing out of your battered hole like it was a refreshingly creamy bowl of kakigori. His hands embedded themselves into your thighs pinning them to the bed nibbling on your clit and having your already overstimulated core climaxing on his tongue once more.
Strings of your sticky nectar connect his tongue to your cunt as he looks up at you. Having the audacity to grin lovingly at you as if he didnât look like a downright starved and deranged man with a sheen of shared fluids dribbling down his chin. Heâs pussy drunk once again this time buzzed off the pungent yet sweet taste of his cum marinating in your creamy tenderized cunt. Â
Gojo is cheesinâ at you like heâs found his favorite spot in the worldâand he had as far as he was concerned.
âYou said it was too messy, remember Bunny? The least I can do to make it up to you is scoop every drop out of your runny lilâ cunt with my tongue! What kind of boyfriend would I be to have all this cum soaking my Bunnyâs slutty little thong and spilling down her thighs while out to dinnerâso I decided to have mine a little early.â
FUCKING HELLâDINNER! What time was it?!Â
Disordented, your head is fuzzy and you could feel the soreness settling in your muscles. You didnât think youâd be able to get out of this bed in the next 24 hours, let alone make it to dinnerâif you hadnât already missed it!Â
âNnnn, n-not like I can go anymore Toru, sâall your f-fault!â
Your bruised lips poke out into pout. Gojo chuckles at you how cute you look and he rises up from between your thick thighs to boop you on the nose as he gazes adoringly at you.
âI know princess mâsorryâI already texted Shoko saying you couldnât, donât worry~~â
But your eyes widened as you were now fully worried.Â
Worried as to what the fuck Gojo actually texted them!Â
âT-Toruââ
ââI just told them you werenât feeling well, was that okay?â
Quickly assuaging your fearsâyou can relax a bit for now (although you were sure youâd have a lot of explaining to do later) as Gojo pulls you to him again and softly kisses your neck, hands returning to your ass to rub soothing circles on your chaffed skin.Â
Relaxing again floods sleep into your eyes. A welcome godsend honestly, so you can process everything that just happened, especially Gojo aggressively fucking a love confession out of you.Â
âAnd mâsorry if I got carried away Bun⌠but you were so good for me, so fucking perfect! Just relax and Iâll take care of you! Iâll handle everythingâfor you and your nasty lilâ cunt. I love you both and Iâll keep both my pretty girls happy forever! I promise!â
Gazing at you with cartoonishly sparkling eyes, you have to look away from Gojo lest your ears altogether burn up in embarrassment from his shameless and yet a hundred percent earnest vocalization of affections that somehow still got your heart racing.
ââoh and my parents will be here tomorrowâwe can tell them right? They will be so excited! They've been telling me since I was little I shouldnât let you get away! Ooo! Ooo! Maybe now that we're dating theyâll let us use their sex dungeon! We need to think of a safe word though Bunnyââ
Scarcely comprehending anything he is saying to you, your mind like your pussy had been fully liquified. Both ruthlessly corrupted by Gojoâs long otaku cock and pervy ass fantasies which is no surprise seeing as his family even owns aâ
HOLâ THE ENTIRE FUCKUPâA SEX DUNGEON!?
Like a shot of caffeine directly into your veins your eyes nearly pop out of your head as you blink at him dumbfounded, mouth hanging open. Â
âDoesnât that sound fun, Bunny!? My parents are so cool! When I turned 18 my dad even gave me some of his rare and one-of-a-king hentai figures for my collection to get me started and thenââ
Tuning him out youâre gagged at the unexpected revelationsâand his parents always seemed like such charming nâ decent God fearing people too. Well known to be ruthless in the business world, but upstanding global philanthropists nonetheless.
Well the apple sure as hell didnât fall too far from the sordid sex fiend tree, that was for damn sure!
Clearly you had no idea what you were getting yourself into or had unleashed by agreeing to be Gojoâs girlfriend. I mean, could no longer deny your growing feelings for himâplus he did just give you multiple back-breaking-terrifyingly-mind-numbing-earth-shattering-orgasms. Not to mention, you would definitely be getting one of every Hermes bag ever made if you wanted oneâbut at what cost?
Your Dignity?Â
Self-respect?Â
The right to call yourself a functional and contributing non-degenerate member of society?
Who knows reallyâŚ
Although perhaps dating a Gojo, the next heir at that, youâd be too rich and highly regarded for people to even care (weâll except for your friends giving yâall hell but you could eventually make peace with that).
You internally groan as the gentle touches on your bottom morph into lustful gropes and you know your brand new boyfriend would not be granting rest for your totally demolished lilâ pussy anytime soon unless you could distract him a bit.
ââToru, Toru baby listen, please.â
Interrupting him, you muster the energy to put on the sweetest face you can manage in your exhausted state.Â
And of course, Gojo, as always and yet unknowingly, tests the limits of your tolerance.
âYes, my whittle Bunny, my kinky baby girlâhentai goddess divine?â
Gojo nuzzles your nose in an eskimo kiss as he showers you with âloving complimentsâ.Â
Scrunching your face, you grit your teeth through your already weak smile to stop yourself from losing it at him referring to you as âhentai goddess divineââyâall would definitely be having a talk about that as well as appropriate in-public pet names later though.
âBabyyyyyâIâm so sticky and sore, why donât you be a good boyfriend and get stuff ready for us to take a bath, hm? Maybe find me something else to wear too, hm?â
You did need a bath and you calculated even with his energetic disposition it should take him at least 15-20 minutes to delegate the tasks and get everything together considering how huge his mansion was.
âOh! Of course, of course! Just wait here! Iâll be right back, my ecchi angel.â
Brow-twitching you sit up to wave at him with another strained smile as he scrambles to put on pants and heads out of his room.
You sigh tiredly and make yourself comfy on his cloud like pillows.Â
Thinking heâs finally left and you can savor some much needed time to make peace with what you got yourself into by agreeing to be the girlfriend of an otaku nerd like Gojo Satoruâ
âwhen his head suddenly peaks back in the room with a sheepish look on his face.
âHeh, you know Bunny, was thinkingâyou really didnât think I could code crack your cute lilâ cunt now did ya?â
Your eyes are closed but your fists are balling angrily gripping onto the pillows surrounding you.
âDonât worry Bunny, yours is the only pussy my dick is digidestined for!â
With that, Gojo narrowly avoids the Agumon pillow plushie that is swiftly hurled at his head as he dashes away from the door, his merry yet hysterical laughter echoing through the halls.
Šblkkizzat 2024. do not steal works or gfx, do not translate.
â a/n: this fic was wayyyy too long but i've been kinda mean to y'all gojo glazers lately rejoicing in your sorrows cause you are now miserable like the rest of us lmfao, so consider this y'alls bone :P tbh im kinda surprised this is the first full gojo fic i've written lol, it was fun tho cause otaku!gojo is a freak for pussy would drive you insane in all the right and wrong ways. i still have invisible man gojo and ceo/professor gojo planned tho (plus that frat boy satosugu request).
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gojo showing off your back scratches to geto
( cont from this fic! req, visual ) .
contains: sex talk, desc of back scratches, crack, sugu is called daddy once (as a joke.. right..)
everything was relatively peaceful in suguru's apartment. key word: relatively.
a forgettable yet appreciated sunday afternoon, not a cloud in sight despite the weather forecast predicting downpours of rain. either way, the raven-haired man insouciantly rested across his white couch, reaching the conclusion that today would be a day for self-care, relaxing, and perhaps some meditation.
there was only one thing ruining his peace.
all morning, suguru has been forced to try and ignore the stain a certain someone has left on his couch â a pair of unecessarily expensive yet dirty shoes being the culprit.
despite these attempts, every once in a while his gaze can't help but wander over at the mark â as if it'd poof out of existence if he glared hard enough.
"fuckin' asshole.." he mutters. it was a wonder his relationship with his best friend managed to stay so promising despite all their differences, yet suguru wouldn't have it any other way, even after situations like this.
right when he grumpily turns back to the tv â which was playing some crappy, low budget rom-com â his apartment door is yanked open and suguru swears he nearly jumps out of his seat.
great, was this it? was he about to get robbed, perhaps evicted? and then probably die? forced into the afterlife knowing gojo's shoe-shit was still on his new couch? no that can'tâ
"i fucked her!"
suguru whips his head towards the apartment door, announcement being disregarded as he nearly groans in agony. speak of the devil.
big blue eyes peak out from under circular sunglasses, one hand already raised in preparation for a dap up while his stupid, big, dirty shoe pushes the door closed behind him. gojo wears a black compression shirt with grey sweats, marching over to his friend with a ginormous grin across his cheeks.
"take your shoes off, now," suguru snaps, nodding to his friend's feet with a frown.
"yeesh... whatever y'say, daddy," the bastard never loses his smile as his hands raise in surrender, kicking them off by the door smoothly. "what's got your panties in a twist?"
geto pinches his nose bridge. "don't call me that," as he continues the scolding, he points to the living room with his free hand. "you got a mystery stain on my couch, satoru. do you know how many youtube videos i watched trying to get this shit off?"
unphased, gojo takes a look at the strangely colored blob against the armrest's leather material and shrugs. "my bad. did you try febreeze?"
"whatâ no? dude, febreeze is for.." when suguru looks back up to sourly meet his gaze, he could immediately tell the white-haired man was already drifting back into la-la-land, words going in one ear and out the other. "..nevermind. why're you here?"
at the reminder, satoru seemingly brightens, head shooting back up as if he was just told he'd won the lottery.
"oh god, don't make that stupid faceâ" he pauses. "the fuck are you doing?" suguru might as well say goodbye to his self-care day, because now gojo was stripping in the middle of his living room, shirt thrown haphazardly onto the still-very-much-stained couch.
"just look!" suguru squints as his friend swivels around to face the wall, pushing his bangs away to get a better view of theâ oh shit.
it takes the raven-haired man a second to process what he's seeing before shuffling forward, closely examining the achingly red, bulging scratch marks displayed sexily across the latter's back and shoulders. "no way.."
suguru knows the strongest sorcerer well enough to notice how he purposely didn't use reversed cursed technique on these scratches, just so it'd be obvious to anyone that caught a glimpse of what exactly occured. to his further dismay, he can already picture a smug and sweaty gojo walking around their local gym like this, proud simper on his pretty lips as he easily raises a pair of weights in his veiny hands.
a hiss escapes geto's mouth as he runs his finger down a particularly agitated one, knowing exactly how painful they could be after experiencing many hook-ups of his own. even so, satoru only licks his lips, neck craning to the side so he can pride himself in his friend's gobsmacked expression.
"damn, these are deep. you actually hit it?" suguru confirms, raising a celebratory hand.
turning back around, satoru daps him up, a massive smirk now on both their faces. "hell yeah, it was amazing."
it was impossible to predict what gojo would do next after barging through his front door â especially considering how many times he's done so â but this has to be the last thing suguru ever expected.
not that he was complaining â in fact, all of geto's temper and need for relaxation seemingly flew out the window, the feeling of proudness for his best friend overthrowing anything else.
and even if he hated to admit it, the way gojo was so eager to come over and announce his virginity loss to him was more than a little endearing, and dare he say cute.
"that's great, man. congrats." suguru leads him into the kitchen â still shamelessly shirtless â to grab them both a can of beer in celebration. while the white-haired man usually didn't get involved with any form of alcohol, this occasion was most definitely exception-worthy. "you made y/n cum too, right?"
an offended glare is shot his way. "duh, two times."
"huh. surprised you could last."
as suguru pours their drinks into two fragile cups, gojo exhales, not bothered in the slightest by his jab. "dude, same.." he admits dreamily. "she was so fuckin' tight and warm.. and ohâ fuck, her moans? heavenly.. 'can't believe i didn't bust after the first minute.."
geto gulps, trying his best to ignore the mental image his brain was producing from his dirty words. you can't blame him â both of you were smoking hot, and he was a simple man.
even now, he could already imagine what you both looked like; panting and moaning, skin-slapping so loud that it echoed through the whole room, how blissed out you'd look as gojo's cock split you in tâ
satoru's playful sigh cuts through the tensing air. "who knows sugs, maybe you'll have another kind of stain to worry about next time we're over~"
he's never snapped out of a daydream so quickly. "don't even joke about that."
over the next hour, the two men sat manspread on the stained couch, taking leisure sips while recalling satoru's final moments as a virgin â suguru giving out his secret tips and tricks along the way.
maybe sometime, suguru could offer some.. hands-on learning instead.
mlist! <- sugu.. how could u think abt ur bestie and his gf like that... tsk tsk tsk (if u enjoyed reblogs/comments r appreciated heheh)
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18+ Sometimes I get an idea in my head and you'll hear 10 versions of the same thing, word for word, I swear (iykyk). I'm sorry. Just a little in coming fluff, angst and smuttt. We're giving him the ending he always deserved. This is a mess of my brain vomit.
Sergeant Barnes who can't help the crush he has on the sweet nurse stationed at his camp, always finding ways to talk to her, even if it means interrupting her in the middle of the way, wagging his finger around the tent because he has a dire papercut.
She'll patch him up every single time with a shake of her head, telling him to be more careful and he'll say yes mam, just to be back in the same cot the next day like clockwork.
Sergeant Barnes who walks her to her quarters every evening and bids her goodnight with a tip of his hat, always a gentleman. He never misses an opportunity to hold the door open, fetch extra supplies, grinning all while she tells him to get back to his work, worried he'll get in trouble for always helping her.
Sergeant Barnes who has a flirty little mouth on him, never missing a moment to tell her how lovely she looks. She dismisses everything he says, after all there's no way he could see her that way when she's sweating, covered in grime and blood aftering bandaging up different men.
Sergeant Barnes who wonders if she feel the same way when catches a tear roll down her cheek the first time she has to sew his injures. Her hands work quick and steadily keeping a straight face until the last dressing is placed across his abdomen. He's seen her do the same thing to plenty of others, sending them on their way right after but not him. She checked over him again and then once more, insisting he rest for an additional night before he was off again.
Sergeant Barnes who didn't realize it would get this far. He only intended to kiss her, he really did but the surprised little whine she let out was too much. How could he left her go when he hands clutched onto his uniform tighter, lips parted, letting his tongue lace with hers.
He made love to her that night.
Sergeant Barnes who took his time touching every bit of her body with softness, laying her in bed and covering her with the sheet when she shyly looked away. He didn't need much more than that, happy to feel her bare skin on his while he felt her lips flutter against his neck, he may as well have died and gone to heaven.
Sergeant Barnes who doesn't rush a thing while he pumps his cock, letting his swollen head rub though her slit while letting her know much he adores her. How perfect she already is. She whispers a please in his ear and he starts to push himself inside, his length already throbbing with need.
"I know angel, I know" He coos at the gasp she lets out, his hand coming up to caress her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin. "S'just me doll, s'just me you're feeling"
He stretches her slowly, after all his sweet angel has never felt anyone else. Her face hides in his neck, panting as he fully sheaths himself, cuddling her body, rubbing her back.
"S-so big, Sergeant" is the best she can get out and he has to force himself to not cum on the spot. He starts to move, holding her tighter because he didn't expect to struggle this much.
"I love you" He rasps out, it's all he can say without running his mouth, spewing all the things that were in his head. He really can't take it. His mind is working faster than he can comprehend. There were a thousand sweet things but that wasn't the issue. He bit his tongue from confessing she caused all his wet dreams, making him feel like a teenager all over again. That her pussy was so tight, he was leaking in her. That it felt too good, he felt like a virgin too, his cock was so sensitive like never before, fuck, she had to unlock her ankles that were wrapped around his waist-
"M'close" He pants, eyes locked with hers hoping she understands- "M'gonna cum, I-fuck, i'm cu-mph" His eyes grow wide in surprise when she tugs his dog tags and pulls him down for a kiss, her legs still wrapped around him, every bit of his cum filling her up.
"I love you too" she nuzzles her nose with his, relaxing in his hold as they drift off to sleep.
He holds her extra tight that night.
There was a war happening and tomorrow wasn't always promised.
Especially not when he had an assignment the next day.
-
Sergeant Barnes who dragged himself through hell and back, limping half sewn up with that cute little blush on his face cause he can't wait to see her again after months of nearly dying, losing men, the only thing that kept him going was getting to see-
Where was she?
"Has anyone seen Nurse y/l/n?" He frowned when the other nurses shook their heads as he searched, his worry increasing when he finds her things gone. He nearly sends off a search party until a close friend of hers quietly gives him an address. She says very little, only sending him off with a wink and a good luck.
He's utterly baffled when he sees the address is that of his own? Surely there was a mistake. That doesn't mean he'll waste anytime. The war was over anyway, injuries be damned, he's moving as fast as he can.
He sets off home, knocking on the door, his can't wait to find her again and he's missed his family soo much-
"Jamie!!" His sister throws her arms around his neck and he stumbles back, hugging her tightly, "Mama, Jamie's home!!" He doesn't let go of her as his mother runs to him from the kitchen, tears already streaming down her face.
"Sweet boy" She takes his face in her hands, looking him up and down. Her baby boy is back in one piece and that's all that matters.
Well, sort of.
"I missed you ma-ow!"
"I raised you better, you worried those poor angels to bits"
Angels?
He isn't given a chance to ask anything when she gives him a wack with a rolled newspaper, ushering him to go to his room, slipping something into his pocket before sending him off.
Sergeant Barnes who can't believe his eyes when he sees her again. Her pretty face. Same perfect eyes. Perfect nose. Perfect lips. All of it turns blurry from unshed tears because the only thing that was different now was a very round baby bump.
"Y'came back" Her voice melts into a sob seeing him standing at the doorway.
"I missed ya" He whispers against her hairline, kissing her repeatedly, his hands cradling her rounded belly, his little baby kicking against his touch. "M'so sorry angel, wish I was here-
"You're here now" she sniffled, inhaling his scent after waiting for him to come back, not knowing if he was hurt or alive, the thought breaking her heart. "We waited"
"Daddy's here" He kisses her tummy, holding her extra close again after months of waiting. Dreaming. Hoping.
He asks her to marry him. His ma wouldn't give him her wedding ring for just anyone.
A baby boy. 2 years later, a little girl. She asks for a kitten. They name her Alpine. Another little boy 3 years later.
Perfect.
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â â âż`` content warnings : gojo can't shut up. cervix fucking. switch reader and gojo. (gojo gets dommy at the end.) porn w/o plot. dirty talking, throat fucking, handjob, face humping, a lot of cum bc i said so nyeh nyeh, oral (dick-sucking/pussy licking), big dick gojo (and he knows it), reader has experience, gojo a little less so. stamina, gojo has it, you don't. cursing (lots of it). name-calling (both sides), afab reader. raw sex minors do not interact! 3.8k words Y'ALL.
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Gojo has a bit of a talking problem.
He's a blabbermouth at the best of times, and maybe in any other situation would you appreciate his insight. He's good at making mountains out of molehills, take your nothing and make it something; even when it's as mundane as the weather, he'll draw up his own storyboard and play all the different actors - reporter, news anchor, cameraman and "Satoru, coming to us live with the forecast,"
and at first it's charming, right? It's what endears most people to him; what attracted you in some respects. Bordering on bit of a god complex, Gojo's always been effortlessly confident; disarmingly charming; handsome to the point of aggravation. He's never a dull moment, always gives it his all, extra even when he's lazy.
But you thought maybe, just maybe,
if you shunt his pants down till they bunch around his ankles, and licked his cock from shaft to tip,
would he shut up then? Would he allow you a moment of silence (relative, because the sound of you sucking all up on his dick is decidedly extremely loud) to let your hair down, let your head bob back and forth, tongue slurping on the underside of his cock while your lips are wrapped firmly round the middle of his shaft?
"You really like sucking my dick, don't you?"
No. The answer is no.
His face has broken out into a smile, and you don't know if he's giggling out of incredulousness or nervousness - but you are surprised that all his blood hasn't gone to his dick, cause his cheeks are red. His hand cradles the back of your head graciously, sweat sliding down his nose because he has to crane his neck to ogle you.
"C'mon. You can take more of it inta your mouth - suck. Fucking suck." His hips shifty as you work your way towards the base of his shaft, and you chose to ignore the comment, what with cock in your mouth and all. He's gotten mouthy before, not like this, but it's nothing you can't handle.
See, Gojo's kinda ... easy. He can act all hard to get - er, mysterious and what not, but he's like any other aloof man with a pretty face. Afraid of gettin' close and not knowin' what to do with it. It, you know, -
And you do, but he keeps fucking up your rhythm by trying to fuck your hand. You give full strokes, rotating your wrist and pumping steady and quick, trying to look Gojo in his eyes as you're doing it, where as his gaze is dead set on your point of contact. "You're just a dog aren'tcha? Hump, hump, humpin', away." Your smile curling at the corners, at how easily he's giving himself to you. He's dripping pre,
His fat fucking cock. Thigh clenching, pussy watering, eye-widening kind of fat. Shit is so big can't even hold itself up, so you tell him "I can hold that for you," and he pants out as he nods rapidly, "Yes, please do." You get to jerking his cock and he's a whiny little bitch. "Faster" this, "More" that, moving your hand up and down his cock like you don't know what you're doing.
"Back up Satoru, I got this."
"Look at you - you're fucking panting."
And you think you'll get away with it. Get just grunt or a sigh in response. But of course his motorboat mouth starts going on...
"Yuh ... you're good, but, " He attempts nonchalance in a cherry tomato cosplay. Red red red all over. "You're holding out on me..." His tongue lolls at you playfully, and you decide anything not singing your praises wasn't worth hearing. He opens his mouth to say something else.
Your stutter your stroke (effectively cutting him off,) working your way to the head and massaging it between your thumb and forefinger. Sweat is pouring from Gojo's forehead. He's hiking his leg further apart on the couch so you have more space to touch him, your body snaking over his thigh, getting close enough for him to be able to feel your steady breaths on his cock. "Fuck! Stop - haah.." He groans like you're working him. You most definitely are. "Stop teasing.."
"A blowjob?" You purse your lips, ponder it over. "Think you'll be able to make it to the fucking?" Your breathing gets closer, and you feel him throb in your hand. "You sure seem excited! Just don't blow your load down my throat, save it for my pussy." You're teasing, licking your lips and pressing a sloppy kiss to his mushroom head. You could swear it'd gotten a little harder than before.
Only in those moments could you have recognized you gave the man a little too much power. When your pillowy, spit slicked lips wrapped around his throbbing cockhead, licking up the pre on your eager tongue, looking down and breathing deeply through your nose. He can hardly keep himself from lifting his hips and trying to pop through the other side of your throat with the damn thing!
Now, he's just a boy too big for his damn britches. He knows you give good head because of the way you move your tongue and jerk off whatever you can't reach, but it's not good enough head. He's big, sure, but for someone who talks like they fuck n' suck on the regular, something about the performance is feeling a wee bit lackluster...
And while you're busy thinking about how you got here, he's impatiently jutting his hips against your face.
"You listening to me?" His finger teasingly taps at your forehead, getting you out of your train of thought. "Don't tell me - I've already fucked your brains out? Maybe you're just a lil' cock-drunk. Got a remedy for that..."
He thrusts his hips and the rest of his dick tucks itself snugly into your wet warm mouth, head brushing past your uvula and nestling comfortably in your throat. You can't see the way your throat bulged a little, but you most definitely feel it. You make a noise, half-choke-half-whine, and he laughs gaily at the way his balls pap your chin. "Ah? You said something?" He peers down curious, your nose mingling well with the fluffy little hairs at the base of his cock.
You don't forget to breathe, although your eyes tear a little from his size. Your jaw and throat are being stretched to capacity, but you remind yourself 'through your nose'. It's fine for a bit longer - you bob up and down in relatively uninterrupted peace, til Gojo's hand on the back of your head gets a little too comfortable. "Just a little more... suck a little harder..."
Your face burns and you clutch at it, staring at him your the gaps in your fingers as he tucks into your pussy like it's supper. He's alright at it. He doesn't do it like all he's seen is shitty porn - he's really ... getting in there, actually. Oooh.... Ohh..
He starts trying to take over your flow, his grip firm enough to start bobbing your head up and down all on his own. Like your throat is just some fleshy, tight hole to fuck. Kinda makes your pussy drool, but that's besides the point. "Oh fuck.."
You moan and take it. Let him hump up into your mouth as his musk sorta clogs your nose. He's moaning so loud it drowns out most other cohesive thoughts in your mind, the plumpness of his balls cushioning your chin a little every time he tugs your head down. He's muttering stuff you can barely hear over the sound of sucking.
"Pretty baby. Here's to hoping you'll never suck anyone else's dick this good again.... holy shit..."
Eventually his grip lets up a little. It allows you more freedom in your movement for a bit. Though your jaw starts hurting sooner than later, so you give his balls a little pinch and he finally lets you up to take in a big good gulp of air.
His voice is a little shaky. "That was ... fuck ... that was nice." Your voice is a little raw, more croaky when you respond, "Just nice?" flicking his balls in irritation as you take huffing breaths. His cock twitches, shiny and coated in saliva, your drool dripping down over his sack - altogether one of your prettier pictures. "Y'know... what'd make that blowjob just a bit better?" He breathes like he missed oxygen, his sigh half content and mostly wheedling as one hand creeps towards the base of his cock, and his other gets comfy on your ass.
"You wanna fuck, Satoru?" He feigns a gasp, his mouth popping into a little surprised 'o' shape. His face can't belie his excitement, his palms clasping together almost comically before he realizes what he's doing and stops.
"Where could you have ever got that idea from...?" He says, jerking his cock a little and pointing it up to the sky. "Get over here." He pats your cheek with it. You're not against the idea, but Gojo hasn't impressed you enough yet. You poke it away with your finger, sitting up and shuffling out of your underwear. There's enough space on the couch that you can flop onto your back, looking at Gojo from between your legs, pussy pretty and glistening with your arousal.
The way he looks at you makes you squeeze down on absolutely nothing. Flustered yet wild like an animal, apprehensive like he's never sucked a clit before.
"Head first, then we fuck."
"Oh?" Gojo starts fighting to get his shirt off his head, scampering forward so fast he nearly falls into your pussy lips. "Easy boy! Down, down..." You mutter, his fingers digging into your thighs and spreading them clumsily. The aforementioned effortless confidence of Gojo seems to break away into something more sincere and somber when he lowers himself down to kiss your clit. The way he chooses to maintain eye contact throughout makes your heart flutter, and you get a bit of slick on his lips on accident.
His tongue darts over it. "Itadakimasu."
"Oh my fucking god..." Your chest almost deflates at how serious he is, nodding like he's bowing before going in with his tongue.
"Mmf..." Your sigh flutters out of you, becoming a full blown moan as his mouth firmly suctions over your clit and little labia, licking firmly and decisively. Like all of a sudden he knows what he's doing. His attention is most often directed towards your clit, suckling on it and making your thighs twitch. You push them against the side of his head but he forces you to spread them wider again, just to fuck a finger or two into you first.
Your pussy makes a little schlick noise, readily accepting him in the hot warmth of your cunt. "That's a good sign.." He meanderingly strokes his chin. "Take dick that well too?" Your head perks up, teasing underlined with irritation.
"Course. Now suck please, I liked you more with a mouth full." You smile shakily and Gojo seems to laugh in kind. Your smile is cut off by a gasp and shudder as Satoru firmly presses his finger into your wall, lifting his mouth to get a better look at your pussy as he's stretching it open. "M'sorry, did I cut you off?"
He licks the remnants of you from his damp lips, two fingers slowly thrusting in and out. All you can do is sigh, one legs flopped off the couch and the other slung over the back of it. He's alright at this. Not as good as him giving head, but it's not terrible either. Maybe you just like seeing him be quiet for more than a second.
His fingers feel like they're looking for something. First he's pushing down, and when you only grunt in response, he starts gently feeling around for that little pocket of sunshine...
"Up." You whimper, aroused but irritated with his finagling. Your hand slides down the front of your stomach, pressing softly on a spot right before your lips start and where your hair would begin to grow. "Around th-there... You got thaat?-" If his grin is anything to go by, he most certainly does. First he presses up into it like it's a button, which makes you squeak and yelp and clutch the couch, bracing for impact. Then he slowly opts you into the pleasure, trying to apply the right kind of pressure to massage a couple moans out of you, your juices coating his hand and dripping to his wrist.
"Oh, oh.." He winks cheekily as you sling your leg over his lap, positioning his cock till it's brushing up against your pretty lips, pre-cum dripping from the head of his cock as your warmth beckons him further. "...save a horse..." He sighs happily as you sink down onto him.
"Hey - don't turn my couch into a slip n' slide now." You groan, clenching down on his fingers like you mean to squeeze the life out of them. "Need - I need more." You snort when he tries to go for a third finger. He clues in quick.
"Dick? I gotchu, don't even worry about that." He tries to slide atop you to complete this jigsaw, but you got a different idea in making these pieces all fit. You push him backwards with your foot a little, getting up off your back in one motion. He backs up to allow you space, clocked in to your movements just a tad.
"Oh my God Satoru." You groan out as the tip of his cock stretches you out, your pussy sucking him up so so greedily, like you'd been waiting all night. "What... don't like my banter babe?" Gojo grunts and your brows furrow, his hand jumping to your hips and steading you when you swoon.
"N-no... Just ... aaaah .." You squeeze his shaft and he actually honest to god chokes on air. "Just - oh fuck - just shut up for a sec. Let me have thissss..." You're halfway down now, Gojo gently coaxing you further and starting to rock his hips.
Pulling up with ease and sliding down further on his fat shaft with effort, Gojo stretches you open so good your legs keep trembling, your breathing hurried even after a couple minutes - and while Gojo seems to be enjoying himself (very, very much so), he's smiling up at you and your effort, very plainly amused. Sweat starting to trickle down your forehead, you're sat wondering what's so funny.
"Yeah yeah yeah. Go on - I'm definitely not stopping you." He sighs deep, his head lolling over the couch as you start lifting yourself up and down, your hand reaching up and going for your nipples. He's too focused on your wet pussy to pay you mind for a bit, but then he's drawn to them, hypnotized. He pulls on your left with his fingers, nibbles on your right with his teeth.
"Oh!" Gojo's blue eyes flick up, wrinkled at the corners. "Mno teef?" He says, still attached to your nipple. The vibration makes you laugh, more of his cock pressing into you as your muscles relax. "Teeth is ... teeth is fine." Gojo resumes his plucking. He lets you use his cock a little like a dildo. In fact, he kind of reminds you of a perfect Ken doll. Smooth muscles you can run your hands over, nice built shoulders, pornstar dick...
"Nuffin..." He mumbles around your areola, going back to sucking and scheming. Whatever. You focus on bouncing on this cock.
...
Opting to do most of the work probably wasn't the best decision. Your legs are championing through, but you're pretty tired, and after figuring out Gojo's dick is big enough to meet your cervix you've been having the time of your life. Sometimes you get too tired to lift yourself, so Gojo is oh-so-very helpful in grinding up into you, smearing his little pre-cum kisses up against your cervix.
"I'll even do all the work." His grin was smarmy, but you didn't clock it at the time. It's cute and still makes your pussy throb, so "Go," you say. "Go off, babe."
You're gonna cum soon. Gojo notices how tight you get when it's about to happen. His take over is a little subtle, but you're so interested in reaching that stiff peak, that tightening in your stomach, just chasing, chasing, chasing,
Gojo thinks, "like a dog." He smirks into your chest. Your cursing abruptly cuts into his thoughts, however -
"Shit! - fuck fuck fuck - ugh!" Every word is punctuated by a last effort of raising and falling, raising and falling, raising, and then being pulled. Gojo tugs your hips down and your pussy spasms as your body jerks.
"Satoru!" You yelp reflexively before something like a whimper weasels itself from your lips. You tighten around Gojo and it hurts a little because he's so thick, but you moan into his shoulder unbothered. A little broken, voice horse, but mostly unbothered. Til he starts moving his hips again.
"The fuck?" You stutter, a little caught off guard as you're suddenly shifted, up and down not from your own movement, but Gojo's rabid humping. "I'm almost there - soo close - can we keep goin', pretty please?" He grinds his hips into your orgasm terribly slowly, trying to get your brain to clock into overtime.
He carefully saws himself in, making your back arch at the sensation. He slides your knees apart and holds the back of them firmly, tugging you the rest of the way onto him. The meandering pace of sex before is tossed to the side.
And regret isn't quite the right word, but you'll feel something a little like it in a second.
"Whatever you say."
Your body is boneless, so it's pretty easy for Gojo to scoop you up, though it doesn't surprise you any less. Says there's not enough space on the couch for him to spread his wings, so he lugs you back to his cozy little room, and plops you onto his bed. Towards the edge of it, so your legs dangle off as he positions himself in front of you, holding his cock at the base - which now looks angrier than before. Instead of the blushy pink dusting it at the tip, it's a deeper, aggravated red now - slapping against your cunt like this motherfucker has places to be. "Open uppp~"
You were fucking Gojo before. Now he's fucking you. Any apprehension, slow-to-start bashfulness, gone with the wind. Once the head pushes past your entrance, a good five inches of cock go alongside it immediately after. Gojo's hiking your legs onto his shoulder's as he watches your eyes suddenly blow wider than saucers, laughing genuinely at the break in your nonchalance and worn facade.
"I should have answered you properly earlier." He says, brushing a stand of sweat slicked hair away from your forehead. He leans down so close, lips a little touch and go, the intention in his eye serious and cutting. With the movement, the last couple inches of cock fill you out, making you eep! But not breaking his focus in the slightest. "I want to fuck." He drags his hips molasses like, till the head is back at your entrance. He slides it back in smoothly, earnest chuckle overshadowed by your pitchy whimper.
"But I assume you got the memo - so," The sound of skin slapping against skin resumes, his pace almost breakneck. His balls slap against your ass with such ferocity it makes you yelp the first time, whimper the second, moan the third. Gojo seems more serious now, the balls in his court and the way you squeal and reach out for anything to hold only spurs him on further.
And are promptly cut off by a vigorous pounding, the sounds of your own moans, and an downright visceral embarrassment when you realize this is the second time you're cumming and in spite of all your fucking and sucking, Satoru hasn't even came once. And as if hearing your thoughts, Gojo's playful expression closes in - his brow furrows as each roll of his hips gets more decisive.
"Pussy tryna close up shop?" He mutters near your ear when you clench on him a little too tight. "You tryna break my dick or something? I know it's good, but you can't keep it -" You don't know if your sigh is from pleasure or exasperation.
"Gojo, please." He tweaks your nipple and makes you squirm.
"Ohhhh, I see how it issss. It's Gojo now?" With every drag of his words he slows down dramatically, dragging his cock along your walls so painstakingly sensual it makes you want to scream. "What happened to Satoru?"
You start placatingly. "Satoru, I-"
After a moment, his hand comes over yours, your fingers weakly folding over his. His pumps grow harder, but slow down, his eyes clamped shut as he looks up, and -
"I'll try to make this one a two-fer." He speaks with that same smile in his voice, and you're two far gone to offer a groan or snap in response. "Y-yeah. Cum, Satoru - I wanna, I wanna cum," His eyes dart up to yours, and it's a little hard to hold his stare, but you manage.
"Yes yes pretty baby. You'll - we'll cum. Soon... real s-soon."
Your muscles feel tired, used from your last orgasm and forced to prolong operation just to take more dick. It's harder to take the full length of his shaft, your tummy flipping and your mind beyond fuzzy and fucked out. But you hold out. Just a little bit ... longer.
His thrusts start getting sloppy. The bruising piston of his hips edge off their intensity, and -
You're cumming again. Your legs are shaking and your ass feels a little numb and you're clenching so so so hard, for dear fucking life-
"Fucking hell!" Gojo bites his tongue, and pumps into you for the last time.
"Good." You gasp. "That was good." Satoru runs a thumb over your clit, teasing.
He heaves sighs like he's moved mountains, but really he's just offloading hot cum from his throbbing nuts, pressed into you very closely before going entirely still. You thought you were full before? Now you're kind of... bursting. Is that the right word? Feels that way. Gojo does a full body shudder and stretches his back out, trying to fuck his load you before he's even came it all out.
There's so much that it spurts around the sides of his dick and you can feel some of it slip out, run down your thighs, and you quiver one last time before feeling strength leave your body. Satisfaction blankets over you, a nice, full-bodied comfort. When Gojo slides out, he spurts a little cum on your tummy, the rest of it oozing out of you slow.
"Haha," His voice is a little raspy, like yours now. He arches a brow before he bends down, planting a loving kiss on your lips.
"Just good?"
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"Jasper teaching Y/n how to ride him"
I ask, with all the love in my dirty, perverted heart. Fix it.
I ain't even gonna ask anonymously, because you know who it's gonna be.
(A/n: Your wish is my command~ (aka I'm lowkey scared of your wrath))
(Not proofread)
Word Count: 1,832
Summary- It's only fair that the cowboy gets cowgirled (Alternatively: TIME TO EAT, SLUTSđ¨)
Warnings: Inexperienced reader, Creampie, Jasper calls reader "Darling," "Doll," and "Sugar" (I think there's one more, but I can't be bothered to scroll through and find it.) (It's not a missed warning - It's simply a surprise cunt throbber) (...sorry...)
Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI
(This specific gif is a lil inside joke, dont worry abt it lol)
Jasper Whitlock x Fem! Reader: Most Dangerous Game
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The kiss breaks with a gasp as Jasper's knee bullies its way between your legs, forcing you on tiptoe. The firm muscle bypasses the fabric of your skirt and presses against your barely clothed pussy in a way that sends your vision swimming. Even through your panties, the rough texture of his pants creates an addictive friction that causes you to chase more - rocking your hips down experimentally rewards you with even more of that coarse deliciousness and pulls a deep moan from you.
He wastes no time as you grind against his thigh, moving his lips to the hollow of your throat, licking and sucking at the area until red blooms across your skin in an intricate pattern of possession. Your hands desperately fumble to grasp anything they can, eventually ending up fisted in his hair. A warning growl rumbles deep in his chest as you tug on the soft blonde strands. Your proximity forces the vibrations through your own chest, weakening your knees.
Jasper presses closer, keeping you upright. His mouth finds its way back to yours as his hand comes up to your neck - fingers pressing into your pulse point as he tilts your head back to deepen the kiss. He eagerly drinks up your sighs as your lips continue to meet in a battle of teeth and tongue; it's becoming less of a kiss as the heat between you increases, but it doesn't matter. Not when you can feel just how hard he is against your stomach.
He all but swallows your keen when he flexes his thigh. Your hips stutter when your clit rubs against the denim; a cry of his name leaves you without thinking at the stimulation. Another, more vicious growl rips through you both as he yanks you away from the wall and walks backwards towards your bed. His lips never leave yours as he falls backwards, pulling you into his lap.
"The things you do to me, Darlin'..." Jasper mumbles into the kiss.
Hands are everywhere- his hair, your jaw, his chest, your ass. Every touch makes as he moves from one place to another sets a trail of fire in its wake.
The new position forces his hard cock to press against you and you can't help but press down harder. The pressure causes your head to drop against his shoulder; causes your jaw to drop as Jasper's hands slip to your hips, rocking you firmly against him.
You can tell he knows exactly when your throbbing cunt pulses out even more slick: you can hear his sharp inhale as it pairs with the way his fingers dip tighter into your flesh.
"I want you to ride me, Doll. Can you do that for me?"
It's only then that your movements halt. Freezing like a deer in headlights, you look at him with your mouth slightly agape. Neither of you are strangers to sex - hell, once Jasper got confident enough to let loose around you, there was a month when you were damn near fucking like rabbits. But of all the ways he's taken you, you've never been the one to be on top.
What if you're bad at it? How would you ever get over that?
"Darling," Jasper's voice cuts through your thoughts, definitely feeling your emotional turmoil. "What's wrong? Talk to me, Sugar." His golden eyes bore into you with a different intensity than before. His once heated gaze now only harbors concern as his thumbs rub gentle circles on your waist.
âIt's nothingâŚâ you mutter moving in to nose at his neck, pressing small kisses along the column in an attempt to bring the mood back.
His grip on you shifts, pulling you back a respectable distance to read your face. âTell me what's wrong, or we're stopping right now, Darlinâ."
Oh. Serious voice⌠As the realization that there's no avoiding voicing your insecurity if you want to get railed - which you do -, your face starts to heat, embarrassment flooding your veins.
Ever the patient man, Jasper waits for you to find the least embarrassing combination of words.
âI've never-â God, your face feels like it could smelt iron right now⌠âI've never rode anyone; I, um, I don't know howâŚâ
Your voice falters to a whisper, but you know he heard you.
A grin starts to cut its way across his face, leaving you to balk. You know he isn't about to laugh in the face of your anxiety right now.
âYou know what- forget I said anything.â you mumble, moving to get up only to be unceremoniously yanked back down.
âWhere do you think you're going, Sugar?â Jasper chuckles, ducking his head to try to meet your gaze.
Ever the avoider, you look to the side, opting to pout about it since you can't storm out to the room all dramatic like you wanted. One of his hands comes up to brush some of your hair you were hiding behind.
âI'll teach you.â
Your eyes snap to his finally as the heat in your face starts to creep down your neck. âWhat?â You choke out.
âI said I'll teach you how to ride,â Jasper says, the humor in his eyes underlined with something darker- hungrier.
Your mouth goes dry from the intensity in them. Gulping, all you can do is nod, words failing you for a different reason this time.
âYeah?â He hums. âMy pretty baby wants to learn to ride me?â
His hands trail down to your skirt, slipping under the hem to trace the elastic of your panties. âWhy don't you take these off, SugarâŚâ
His voice may be gentle, but you know a command when you hear it.
You slide off his lap, standing on shaky legs as you slide the thin fabric down.
âSkirt and shirt too. I want to watch my cock disappear in you while you grind those hips against me.â
You'd be lying if you said that didn't make something sinful twist inside you.
Once all the offending fabric is gone, you take a deep breath. Right now this is nothing new for you. You've been naked in front of Jasper countless times, this is fine.
His eyes never leave you as he works on his jeans - unbuttoning and unzipping them before shoving them down his thighs along with his boxers. He curls two fingers to beckon you closer, other hand leisurely stroking himself, smearing his precum along the shaft.
Settling yourself back in his lap, you slightly fumble, trying to steady yourself. Back in new territory.
âEasyâŚâ Jasper soothes, holding your waist. He stops fisting himself in favor of manhandling you into position.
Your knees are spread to rest just away from his legs, and your hips angled above him by the time he is done adjusting you. One of his hands slips down once more to line up with your slit.
âDrop yourself, Darlinâ. Slowly,â he guides. âOnce the tip is in, roll your hips forward as you move further down.â
And so you do. Steadily, you push yourself down and forward as his cock slips further and further into your waiting quim. Within seconds, your hips meet his and he sits comfortably to the hilt inside you.
âThat's it,â Jasper mumbles, hands lightly stroking your sides. âCan you lift back up and repeat that same motion for me, Sugar?â
âYeahâŚâ you breathe. This isn't hard, you think, lifting yourself up, not hard at all. Your hands steady you against his shoulders as you rock back down.
Jasper's head falls back with a heavy breath through his nose. âFuck.â
You still. Did you already do something wrong? You're only two bounces in- are you really that bad at taking direction?
âYou're doing great, baby, but if you keep clenching around me like that, I'm not gonna last,â Jasper chuckles, gripping your hips to force you to move again.
And just like that, he once again soothes your nerves. Perks of knowing the ins and outs of emotion, you guess.
So, you start your movements again, allowing his hands to go back to simply encouraging you. As you move, you find yourself growing more and more confident - adding in a few circles along with your roll forward, spreading your knees to take him deeper - the noises your experiments draw from Jasper have your eyes slipping shut and your head lolling forward to rest against his cool collar.
As you ride, you can feel to need for more steadily creeping up to you, forcing your hips to move faster, for you to grind your clit against him as you chase your release.
âGoddamn it-â Jasper hisses, burying his nose in your hair as he inhales your scent. âYou're a fucking natural, Darlinâ. Câmon, Sweetness, cum for me.â
A soft whimper falls from your lips at the praise, your face heating as you nuzzle further into him. Your thighs are starting to burn, but the ache in your pussy, the pure need to cum, outweighs any discomfort in your trembling legs as you start to slam yourself harder and more desperately onto his solid length.
You can feel your release. It's right there; dipping in and out of sight in a twisted game of desire, but you'll be damned if you lose.
You clamp down on Jasper, the sudden tightness causing even more of the delicious friction you're craving. The deep rumble that drags from Jasper's chest only pushes you closer, more and more noises drip from your lips as you all but ravage the man beneath you.
âCome on, Darlinâ, give it to me- let me see how pretty you look creamin' all over my cock.â
You hips give a final jerk forward when his thumb meets you clit, the swollen nerves throbbing at the sudden shock of cold. With a sharp cry of his name, you cum.
Your nails dig into his arms as you rock against him, trying to prolong your high as long as possible. Not that you could stop if you wanted to - Jasper's hands are back to forcing your hips down, chasing his own release.
His hips have started to jerk up into you, meeting you movement for movement as he draw closer and closer to his own climax. Rambled praises have started to fall from him as he holds you tight. From mumbling about how beautiful you are sitting atop him, to growling out about how good your pulsing cunt feels.
Just at your limit, right before the stimulation becomes too much, Jasper finally empties himself into your heat. You though his growls before rumbled you, but the absolute animalistic sound that rips out of his chest as he loses himself in you uproots your very being. The knowledge that you can bring such a powerful creature, *the* Apex predator to such euphoria - the fact that such a magnificent being has allowed you to share in this game - has you shuddering in his hold.
The world's most dangerous game. And you've won.
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gtfih (get the fuck in here)
âŠâ wade wilson/deadpool x reader | fluff | 1.3k
SUMMARY | every morning, you see a man and his dog walk past your bakery and all he does is stick his head through the door, inhales deeply, make a comment, then walks out. what gives?
WARNINGS | flirty banter with sexual jokes, none really!
RATING | teen+
âOh, that smells like unicorn farts wrapped in rainbows!âÂ
At the bakery's front counter, you glance up at the chiming bell above the door. Your first customer of the day... with a really strange comment.
A tall, mottled man stands before you in a grey hoodie holding an equally odd looking dog with a lolling tongue. Definitely not a sight you see every day.Â
He takes a deep, exaggerated sniff of the air.
âMorning!â you greet with a smile. âCome on in andââ
And just like that, he bolts out the door and back onto the street. His dog licks his faceâactually, his open mouthâas they disappear from view.
What the fuck?
The next morning, it happens again.Â
âMother of holy Mary and Marvel Jesus, that smells like a threesome between me, a donut, and fuck-me chocolate syrup!âÂ
The man, again in the same coloured hoodie, pauses dramatically, closing his eyes and taking another long whiff as he half-leans into the bakery.
âWould you like to tryâ?âÂ
But before you can finish, heâs gone again, leaving you standing there in disbelief.
The third morning is not much different.Â
Same man, same dog, same routine. However, this time, he doesnât even say a wordâjust inhales, sighs in contentment, then spins around and exits as quickly as he entered.Â
It keeps on happening until the end of the week. By then, you've had enough.Â
Leaning on the counter, arms crossed, you watch from the counter as he comes into view by your window.Â
His dark maroon hoodie is drawn tight, and in tow as usual is his dog drooling slightly against his shoulder. You brace yourself, eyes narrowing.
The door swings open.
âWowââÂ
âYou, Mr. Dog Man!â You cut him off and point at him sternly.Â
He raises an eyebrow, pointing a finger to himself as if saying, âMe?âÂ
âYes, you,â you confirm, then you jab your finger towards your glass counter. âKindly get the fuck in here.â
He chuckles, amused. âDid you just tell me to âget the fuck in hereâ?â
âKindly,â you say, tilting your head with exaggerated politeness, âbut yes.â
The man shrugs, complying with a casual stroll to the counter.Â
âAlright, I'm in. Whatâs the dealio?â he asks, leaning on the counter with a smile.Â
âWhatâs your name, sir?âÂ
âItâs Wade,â the stranger supplies, his smile widening. âWade Wilson. Is yours âThe Bitchy Baker Who Didnât Have a Good Dicking This Morningâ?â His words drip with sarcasm, but thereâs a playful twinkle in his eyes.Â
âHa-ha. So funny,â you reply dryly. âYou know, you can't just keep sticking your head in my bakery, make a comment, and then leave.â
âWhy not? It's a free country,â he says, feigning innocence.Â
You roll your eyes. âIf you like the smell of my baked goods that much, why donât you actually buy one? I can assure you that they taste better than they smell.âÂ
Wade smirks. âThatâs what many of my ex-girlfriends said, but I could never trust them.âÂ
You ruffle your eyebrows at his offhand comment, but he moves on quickly. âLook, I never carry my wallet on my morning walks. Mary Puppins here would guilt-trip me into buying way more stuff than I need.âÂ
Your gaze drops to his dog, whoâs happily panting in his arms and looking up with big eyes. âHer name is Mary Puppins?â
âYup. Her previous ownerâmay he rest his soulânamed her. Her new baby daddyâthatâs meâjust kept the tradition going.â Â
âAnd she guilt-trips you into buying stuff?â you ask slowly in equal parts disbelief and intrigue.Â
âLook at this face!â Wade exclaims, holding his dog out closer to you. âWouldn't you buy her anything she wanted?âÂ
For a few beats, you inspect the dog and its outfit. A little red and black costume that looks awfully similar to something youâve seen before, but you couldnât put your finger on it. But yes, her owner was right; she did have something oddly endearing about her.Â
âIs it okay if I pet her?âÂ
âOh yeah,â Wade nods enthusiastically, âgo right ahead.â Â
Based on her lack of facial expressions, Mary Puppins seems indifferent to your pats and scritches, but her tail is wagging, so she must be enjoying it slightly. Wade watches you in approval. Â
You retract your hands, wash them quickly, then grab a tray of goods out from one of the shelves in the counter.Â
âWell, since you don't have your wallet, have one of these on the house,â you say, placing the tray in front of him.Â
Wade gasps theatrically, eyes twinkling in delight at all the choices he can possibly have. He takes his time, hovering his free hand over the array of pastries, until he finally decides on a chocolate croissant.Â
One bite, and his reaction is nothing short of dramatic, but that seems to be this guyâs style.
His eyes flutter to a close, and he lets out a moan that echoes in the quiet bakery. You smile proudly and mentally pat yourself on the back.Â
âOh my God, they always talk about having a foodgasm, but my mouth is literally coming with each bite. Oh my fucking God!â
You laugh, shaking your head. âOkay, bring your wallet tomorrow and you can have plenty more foodgasms.âÂ
âWhatâmy handsome features don't get me free baked goods?â Wade leans the rest of his croissant towards Mary Puppins, whoâs trying her best to nibble at it, but is mostly just licking it.
âYou're cute, but youâre not that cute," you tease. Looking beyond his skin condition, he was a teensy bit handsome, you had to admit.
âI used to wear a wig. Iâll put it on again if it means I get free shit. Would that help?â
Itâs hard not to smile in front of him. âNo, I don't think so.âÂ
âPeople say I look like Ryan Reynoldâs hotter cousin when Iâve got a full load of hair on me.â Â
You huff and shake your head in disagreement.Â
âHow about a date?â Wade asks with a wink. âThereâs financial compensation in thatâthatâs gotta count for something.âÂ
A date would count for something, but you didn't want him to be out of the waters yet.
âCome back tomorrow with your wallet and a date could maybe be in your future,â you reply flirtatiously.Â
Wade nods with a grin and begins to walk backwards towards the door.Â
âIf Iâm late though, itâs âcause Iâm too busy jerking it while fantasizing about having those beauties in my mouth again.âÂ
You sputter a laugh. Feeling brave, you decide to channel his humor and reflect it back at him. âWow, maybe youâll be only one minute late, if you can even last that long.âÂ
He gasps in mock horror and jogs back to the counter again to take another baked good.Â
âThis is compensation for that commentâŚâ he says with squinted eyes, stuffing the pastry into his mouth.Â
âDonât come too hard tonight, handsome,â you say with a wink.Â
âIâm legitimately so hard right now,â he says with a full mouth, pointing the half pastry braid towards his crotch. âAs the kids say these days, you match my freak, lady. Say bye-bye, Mary Puppins!âÂ
Wade awkwardly adjusts himself to make his dog give a little paw wave, while she simply wags her tail. You laugh and shake your head, amused by his antics.Â
As he finally exits, you hear him call out, âAnd if anyone asks, Iâm just here for the sweet, sweet baked goods. Totally not because of the hot baker!âÂ
You bite your lip, a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth, as you watch him and his dog disappear down the street. As you return to work, you replay your interactions with Wade over and over, and realize heâs just as endearing as his quirky dog.Â
Youâre buzzing in anticipation to see Wade and Mary Puppins again tomorrow morning.Â
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YOU CATCH HIM M@STURBAT!NG
NSFW, for adults ONLY, MDNI or I'll block you. No idea how many parts this will be. Let me know which BSD men you want to see ;)
pt. 1 Fyodor, Poe, Chuuya | pt. 2 Fukuzawa, Kunikida, Dazai | pt. 3 Ranpo, Akutagawa, Ango | pt. 4 Sigma, Mori, Tetcho | pt. 5 (finale) Atsushi, Nikolai
Fyodor
Walking in on him touching himself is REALLY surprising because he doesn't seem the type to masturbate, in your mind. You straight up couldn't imagine him touching himself until the very second you walked into his office and saw his bottoms around his ankles, his top hiked up around his chest, and his hand furiously pumping over his pale dick.
His head is thrown back, eyes closed, mouth lazily hanging open. You've never seen so much skin on him before. He's PALE pale which makes the brightness of his mouth and tongue and the tip of his cock seem so much brighter.
"oh love, yes, yesss" he moans, and your whole body flushes red with embarrassment and arousal at the same time. You shouldn't be seeing this but you're having a hell of a time turning away from him. You need to leave the room. You need to go. You need to turn around.
"y/n," he purrs, tilting his head and opening his eyes half-way, looking so fucked out and erotic. "do you like what you see?"
You can't formulate an answer, you're standing in the doorway short circuiting, trying to make words but only noises come out
"since you're standing there I thought you might be interested," he says as slow and calm as ever. Even jerking himself off his voice doesn't hitch or raise or speed up and it's honestly really hot right now. "Care to join me?"
"i-i, um... I'm really s-sorry, f...fyodor."
He moans softly biting his lip while still staring straight at you.
"say it again," he purrs. "say my name."
"fyodor..."
"again," he moans, hand working faster.
"Fyodor."
you walk in and close the door behind you.
Poe
You two scheduled a hang-out at his place but despite how many times you knocked on the door, he wouldn't answer...so you try the doorknob, and hey, it's unlocked! You've been to his place many times, you don't mind letting yourself in and don't suspect he'll mind either.
After you put your stuff down and take off your shoes, you register a quiet noise coming from a different room. you sneak closer and realize two things: it's crying, and it's coming from poe's bedroom
you open the door and rush in without thinking. "poe! what's wrong, why are you-- OH FUCK"
you rushed right into him kneeling at the edge of his bed, bouncing on a dildo and not crying, whimpering, moaning.
he calls your name and you can't tell if he meant to moan it but he absolutely moans it and he sounds like a wreck and he looks pathetic and fucked out, and you feel it when he says your name.
"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have been this, I'm gonna go home--" you say, turning and rushing out of his room. he calls your name after you, multiple times, moaning and moaning and moaning--
you sink down against his front door, still slightly able to hear the sounds of him moaning and whining from his room. you're so horny now, absolutely drenched through your panties/rock hard in your pants. You know you should leave, you know you shouldn't still be here, but he never told you to go, he just kept saying your name...
a few minutes later, after the noises have subsided and the apartment has gotten deadly quiet, his bedroom door creaks open and he slowly peeks his head out. he must be crawling still because he's near the floor.
"[y/n]," he sighs, "I didn't want you to find out like this."
it takes you a second to collect yourself, but you manage to ask "find what out?"
"that i... i think about you... a lot..."
Chuuya
you're on a PM mission with chuuya and several other PM members. you've got to share a room with chuuya, but at least you have separate beds. it's fine. it's whatever. until.
until you wake up one morning--the clock on the bedside table saying it's only 6:23 a.m.--to the sound of a rhythmic slapping, some occasional huffs, a-- a moan?
you sit upright in bed quickly, your head turning toward chuuya's bed.
"are you fucking serious?"
"what" he huffs, and through the tiny bit of daylight creeping through the curtains you can see movement beneath his sheets.
"are you jerking off right now? dude we're sharing a fucking room."
"you were asleep," he says defensively. "not like you noticed yesterday."
"dude!!!"
"get over it, it's fuckin' natural," he says and his voice is getting tight and higher almost like he's biting back a moan or getting close to cumming.
"it's disrespectful when you have someone in the same room, chuuya," you say softer, subconsciously still trying to hear the sounds he's making. you're embarrassed at how intrigued you are
"i'm not stopping you," he says. "you can jerk it too for all i care."
"to what... to you jerking it?"
you can almost hear the smirk in his voice when he says "I never said anything about that, so you thought that up all on your own. is that what you're into, pet?"
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ghostface x reader
GENRE â horror, smut.
SYNOPSIS â you're his killing partner. after nearly messing up while out on a nightly kill, ghostface decides that you're in need of a punishment.
TAGS/WARNINGS â dom! ghostface, creampie, rough sex, slapping, choking, degrading, manhandling, overstimulation, angry sex, no particular ghostface implied, spitting, oral!giving, fingering, knife play, mouth fucking, belt whipping, edging, kinda cnc
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you were on all fours, silently cleaning up the mess you had made. ghostface leaned against a wall, his arms crossed over his chest as he watched you clean. your head hung low in shame, as you wiped up the blood on the ground. he hadn't said a word, and you were fucking terrified.
you grabbed a mop, mopping up the floor in a quick hurry - eager to leave the victims house. the body was all taken care of for now, wrapped up like a present in garbage bags and duct tape. the sudden sound of wood creaking drew your attention over to him, as he took slow steps towards you. "why'd you hesitate?" his voice was deep, in control. he wasn't asking to know, he was demanding. "i don't- i don't know." why'd you say that? why couldn't you just tell him that you felt nervous that you had someone watching you? it seemed your mind had gone blank, the response you'd been thinking of suddenly vanishing into the tension filled room.
"you don't know?" he took a step closer, scoffing. you stopped mopping for a second, your hands holding onto the handle for dear life. "i just got...nervous while you were watching me." you looked at the floor, not being able to look at him. "aw, you got nervous?" he mocked you, before shoving you up against a wall. he held you by your throat, the mop dropping out of your hands and smacking against the floor. "if you can't handle me watching you kill someone, how the fuck am i supposed to trust you to do this on your own? am i your babysitter?" he sneered, his grip tightening momentarily. you shook your head, your hands coming up to hold his wrist. he slapped them away, pushing you into the wall harder. "you can't even handle me, how are you gonna face someone else who's bigger than you?" he looked you up and down, his tone dripping in disdain. "you can barely tell the difference between left and right." your brows furrowed, your frustration only growing at his words. "i killed him, didn't i?" you could sense it, the disapproval of your back talk. you didn't need to see his face to tell he was frowning. "you know damn well that's not what i'm talking about. i'm talking about how you couldn't handle your victim. if i wasn't there, he'd overpower you, and you'd be the one bleeding out. if i'm gonna have to save your ass everytime we go out and do this, im gonna take you out to the middle of nowhere and slit your throat open." he let go of your neck, leaving you gasping quietly for air. you held your own neck, the skin burning from his touch.
he walked away, moving to pick up the body on the floor. you watched as he effortlessly picked up the body, tossing it over his shoulder as if 195 weighed nothing. you swallowed, watching as he walked out the door. he paused in the doorway, turning around to look at you. "get a shovel and help me out. don't make me wait."
you were quick to move, following him outside and grabbing a shovel. he loaded the car, shoving the body inside the trunk while you placed the shovel in as well. the two of you drove in silence, and you sat in the passenger seat, anxiously waiting.
the moment you two were done, you could tell you were in a lot of trouble. judging by the way he slammed the trunk and doors - you knew you couldn't get out of this. he made you stay with him, as he couldn't risk having you out of his sight. you took off your mask, glancing over at him as he kept his on. he turned to you suddenly, titling his head. "the fuck are you looking at?" he took a few steps towards you, his presence looming and authoritative. he held your face hard, his fingers digging into your skin. your brows furrowed, and you winced from how hard he was being. "stop acting all innocent...like you almost didn't fuck up tonight. i could kill you, right fucking now, and nobody would know." he looked into your eyes, smirking under the mask as he saw them tear up. "aw, don't tell me you're gonna cry now because i yelled at you. you're so fuckin' sensitive," he rolled his eyes, letting go of your face.
"you wanna cry? fine, i'll give you a reason to." without warning, he grabbed you by your hair, dragging you to his room. you yelped as he threw you onto his bed, forcing you into laying flat on your stomach. before you could even get up, he was on top of you, his hand on your back, holding you down. "wha- what are you doing?!" your face was pressed into the mattress, your eyes squeezing shut as he held your head down. you couldn't see much, but you could hear the sound of him taking his belt off. you started squirming, but he placed his knee on the back of your legs, immediately stopping you. "don't you move." he warned, taking his belt and whipping your ass with it. the leather came down hard, making you grip the sheets, your knuckles turning white. you yelled, trying to move, but he only made it harder for you, using his body weight and strength to pin you down.
he leaned down, the belt still in hand. "i could do a lot worse to you, you know that right? the things i'd do to you, you might not even recover from." he chuckled darkly, slapping the back of your thighs with the belt. you still had your robe on, you didn't even have time to change. your body trembled from the pain, your skin stinging as you cried into the mattress silently, your fingers clutching the sheets. he noticed your whimpering, and slapped your ass with his hand. raising a brow in slight amusement, and something more when he felt your ass jiggle under his palm.
somehow, it hurt more than the belt. your body jolted, your cries becoming more apparent. he pulled your head back by your hair, leaning next to your ear. his body was on top of yours, and you could feel his crotch right against your ass as he straddled you from behind. "you're crying already?" he mocked sympathy, "you think i'll be less mean if you cry? what a baby. your tears mean nothing to me. cry all you want, it won't make me any less harder." you sniffled, wanting to wipe the tears from your eyes so badly. you didn't know what to say, but you figured it would be best if you stayed quiet.
the weight was lifted off of you, and you slowly rolled back over to sit up, thinking your punishment was over. oh, how wrong you were. you saw his belt laid next to you, and his robe was opened enough to reveal his black jeans unbuttoned and unzipped. you swallowed nervously as you looked at him stand there, his heavy footsteps making the wood on the floor creak under his weight. he stood in front of you, looking down at you, before slapping you across the face - hard. you held your cheek, your eyes watering from the impact. he spoke with disdain, crossing his arms as he looked down at you. he appeared bigger, taller, and stronger than you could ever be. "you look like a fuckin mess," he paused, looking at your face. "i didn't know you wore makeup - it's all runny," he spoke like he was disgusted. "though, i knew you always liked attention." his words made you angry, they made you want to bite back. but you knew where that'd get you. his thumb pressed against your bottom lip, and he forced his gloved finger inside your mouth, the pad of his finger pressing down on your tongue. he seemed pleased by how wet your mouth was, and he started to reach down to his pants. you swallowed, pleading for him. "oh my god, please don't," you whimpered. "why? you gonna cry again?" he taunted, pulling his pants down enough for you to see his black boxers. "i've heard people plead for me to not take their life, and somehow you sound more pathetic than they do," he said with amusement. he pulled out his hardened cock, just seeing you in pain and crying made him hard. this fucker- he was big. he didn't need for you to say it, he knew already. his pink tip tapped at your lips, and he forced you to open your mouth by stepping on your foot, making you gasp in pain.
he shoved his cock inside, letting out a hiss of pleasure as he felt his cock be engulfed by your mouth. he rocked gently, letting your tongue coat his cock in your saliva before commanding you to suck. "suck it. no wonder guys don't fuck you, you're terrible at this," he replied as you didn't move an inch, and you fought off the urge to bite. you decided to give in, as pleasing him would only make things better for you. slowly, you started to suck. he watched as you took your time, displeased with how slow you were, he rolled his eyes, growing bored. he pulled his cock out, grabbing your hair and forcing you to look up at him. "you gonna stop fucking around or do i need to smack the shit out of you again?"
his tone was threatening, making you swallow and take his cock back in your mouth. without using your hands, you slowly took it inch by inch, your tongue wrapping around the tip. you sucked on it generously, tracing his veins with your tongue. he tilted his head back, quietly panting. he groaned, looking down at you again, before taking your hair in a fist, and thrusting into your mouth. your eyes teared up from the pressure, looking up at him as he fucked your mouth relentlessly. his breathing was heavy, gasps shuddering as his cock grazed your tongue, the way your lips sucked on his tip made him crazy. it didn't take long for him to finish, for him to fill up your mouth with cum. "swallow it." he held you by your cheeks, fingertips burning into your skin. you obeyed, swallowing it.
he seemed impressed by how you didn't gag, but he wasn't gonna tell you that. you were slightly relieved when he pulled his pants back up, and when he left the room. you wiped your mouth, hating yourself for enjoying it.
you were confused, he hadn't said anything at all in the past hour. you got up from your room, leaving to take a shower. you stood underneath the water, deciding to pamper yourself after what happened. you shaved, used a body scrub, and your favorite body wash. you swore that you heard the door open, but you felt that it was just your paranoia of being in punishment that made you believe that.
you ended up finishing quickly, but you were quick to notice the missing thong from your pile of clothes. you exited the bathroom, going into your room to change. you felt that pampering yourself might make you feel less worse about this whole 'punishment.' you felt slightly disgusted, how many people did he do this do? you rubbed lotion on your arms and legs, jumping when the door handle started to move.
you were barely clothed, just a pair of grey shorts and a little black tank top. he entered your room, looking pissed off again. "you're a bitch, you know that?" he came closer. "making me feel like a fuckin' teenager in heat. you know how many bitches i fucked trying to get you off my mind?" you paused, completely taken aback.
"you're just some dumb bitch i've gotta babysit while we kill people together." his hand runs up your neck, the leather from his gloves caressing your soft skin. your brows furrowed, and you could tell he was smirking under the mask. "dumb girls like you don't even cross my mind a second time after i've came." you looked away, shame and embarrassment burning your cheeks after what had happened. you felt used - like some toy for him to get off on. "if you're feeling used, it's because you are. you fuckin' suck at killing," he paused, his hand sliding up the back of your neck - taking your hair and wrapping it around his hand, "maybe these hands are better for this." his unoccupied hand took your wrist, and he placed it on his crotch. you could feel him hardening under your palm, and you swallowed nervously.
he looked down at you, fighting the urge to smile at how pretty you were. "you're pretty when you cry," he chuckled darkly. "maybe I should make you cry more often, you look so good." you didn't know how to feel, he was being so cruel but so nice at the same time. you couldn't lie, you were eating up whatever compliments he gave - since they didn't come often.
but, his good mood disappeared as quick as it came, and before you know it you were shoved down onto your bed. his hands pinned your wrists down, and he was quick to straddle you. you fought against him, but it only ended up with you getting slapped. he didn't say a word, his hands already abandoning your wrists to travel up your top. you gasped softly as he gently pushed your top up, a finger tracing your abdomen. "look at you, barely fuckin' clothed. it's like you want my attention," he laughed cruelly. he reached behind him, pulling out his hunting knife. he dragged the tip up your stomach, the faintest mark appearing on the soft skin. he watched how your skin dented under the knife's weight, his lips pulling up into a twisted grin that nobody could see.
he ran it up your body, cutting your top open. the knife laid against your neck, and you swallowed thickly. you laid still, as if breathing would get you killed. his hand came down and squeezed your boob, and he leaned down next to your ear. "i usually don't give girls attention like this, but you're different." he sighed in frustration, "you gotta boyfriend?"
"no," you cleared your throat. "it wouldn't matter anyway, id kill him just to have you for myself." he chuckled, his hand running down your stomach to press against your clothed pussy. you jolted underneath his body, squirming slightly. "don't move, girl." you could tell he was looking you up and down, "i'm gonna make this pussy mine." you tried to move again, but he held you by your throat, his thumb digging into your neck. you gasped, and his hand went down your shorts. you shuddered when you felt his finger run down your pussy, his gloved fingertip sliding in between your lips. he watched your brows furrow, and your lips part slightly to let out soft gasps.
you didn't know how to feel. were you angry that he was treating you like this? speaking to you like you were below him? all of that faded as you felt his finger circle your clit. a sharp gasp exiting your mouth, your back slightly arching on its own. you felt him press you into the mattress, his strong arm holding you in place. "that's it, good girl." he murmured, watching as you moved your hips like some bitch in heat. he removed his finger, his hand disappearing under his mask as he tasted you on his fingers. you opened your eyes and looked at him as he tasted you. you couldn't tell what he was thinking.
his legs were spread as he straddled you, but he got off of you, and stood by the edge of your bed. he yanked you to the edge by your ankles, until your lower half slightly tipped over the edge. he pushed your legs up to your chest, a hand under your knees as he traced your clothed pussy with his finger. his breathing had become heavier, and he practically tore your shorts off you. he moved his mask slightly, just to spit in your mouth. he forced it open, dragging his ring and middle finger along your tongue. when he pulled your thong to the side, his eyes glimmered in amusement at how wet you were already. "didn't even need to use spit," he chuckled. "suck it off." his fingers returned to your mouth, and you sucked his spit off of them.
he couldn't wait, he was hard the moment he stepped into your room, and saw how your shorts hugged the fat of your ass. he pressed himself against your wet pussy. the front of his jeans were dampened, and he groaned feeling you pressed against him. in a quick motion, he unbuttoned his jeans. "spread that pussy for me," he ordered. your hands came around your thighs, spreading open your pussy for him. he ran a finger in between your folds, your mouth parting to let out soft pants. he circled your clit slowly, before teasing your hole with the tip of his finger. he leaned down, his ring finger poking at your hole while his thumb caressed your clit. "you're dripping," he sneered. he felt pride knowing you were so wet because of him, and something darker gleamed in his eyes as he heard your soft whines and the sounds of you sucking in a breath. he slowly sunk his ring and middle finger in your hole, watching as you tipped your head back. a soft whine left your mouth, and he picked up his pace seeing your reaction. "come on," he encouraged, "show me how good this pussy is." upon hearing that, your pussy clamped around his fingers, and he looked at you with amusement.
he curled his fingers, making you arch your back. his pace quickened on your clit, and you swore you were going to cum, when he suddenly pulled out. you opened your eyes, shocked to see him laughing. "oh baby, you're not gonna get to cum so quickly." he stood up to his full height, taking his pants off and pulling them down. he pulled out his cock, rubbing the tip in between your folds. you looked at him, brows furrowed as he teased you. "you're still being punished, remember?" he taunted, leaning down to choke you again. you held onto his wrist, and this time he let you. "please," you whined. "please what?" he tilted his head, looking down at you.
"please, put it in. i-i can't.." you squirmed, trying to gain some friction. but instead, he pushed your hips down into the mattress, his voice quickly turning menacing. "stop moving, girl." he warned, his cock resting heavy on your pussy. he tapped his tip against your clit, rubbing it up and down before teasing the tip in. your painted toes curled with anticipation, as you let out a soft gasp as he stuck it in. but he quickly pulled out, leaving you with an empty feeling. just as you were about to protest, he stuck it in quickly, instantly filling you up. you let out a groan, your back arching again as he stood still. "relax, i haven't even done anything yet." he said with contempt, but it was amusing how turned on you were by this. "do you not get dick often? that would explain it," he smirked, loving the look of frustration on your face.
he started to rock his hips, fucking you at a painfully slow pace. but you knew not to disobey, even though you just wanted to move against him. he held open your legs, watching as his cock disappeared inside your pussy, how you sucked him in so fucking good that his eyes rolled back. your breathing was shaky as you tried to handle his slow pace, and to make it worse he added a finger to your clit, rubbing it in all the right places. he loved how your mouth hung slightly open, your brows furrowing as you looked as his cock inside you. your eyes trailed over his body, the distinct v line fading into the carved muscles of his upper half. he noticed you looking, and lifted his robe up to expose more of his stomach, while rolling his hips into yours.
a sharp gasp left your throat, as he started to pick up his pace. he pounded into you harder, yet his pace was still slow. he enjoyed watching you nearly cum all over his cock, and pulled out just before as you were about to. "do you wanna cum?" he taunted, leaning next to your ear while he pounded into you. you couldn't help the gasps and moans that left your mouth, "yes, please let me cum, please.." you begged, your legs sore from holding them up for so long. he suddenly pulled out again, forcing you onto your hands and knees. "I'll make you scream, baby. " he pulled your hips towards him, slapping your ass until it left a mark. he stuck his cock back in, pulling it back out and watching as your hole stayed in the same shape he stretched it. "I'm gonna make this pussy cum," he groaned, fucking into you sloppily. his abdomen was pressed into the fat of your ass, and you could hear the heavy breaths that left his mouth as he pounded into your pussy. his fingers returned to your clit, sloppily rubbing it until your pussy was clenching around his cock.
"be a good girl n' cum for me, show me how much you like this dick bitch." your knuckles were gripping the sheets, your toes curling and your eyes rolling back as he fucked you into oblivion, the side of your face pressed into the mattress as he buried his cock deep inside you, his fingers rubbing at your clit until you were a moaning mess. you swore you've never came so fucking hard - after nearly three times of him almost coaxing it out of you. "oh my god," you tried to move away, a scream leaving your throat as you felt him fuck you past your orgasm. you could feel him filling up your pussy with his cum, and he let out a deep groan, leaning against your body for support. your body collapsed, as you let out heavy pants. your eyes opened in shock when you felt yourself being lifted up, and he slammed you into the nearest wall, pounding into your pussy as if the two of your bodies weren't aching.
you couldn't remember how many times you came. he ran a finger up your pussy, practically fucking his own cum out of you. he pulled out his cum coated cock, and stuck it in your mouth. you licked him up, savoring the taste of him. "you freak bitch," he chuckled darkly, holding the side of your face. you sat on the edge of your bed, putting your clothes on while he pulled his pants up and left. you figured that he'd be the type to do that, and you decided it was time for another shower. but you could only imagine the surprise when you came back to your room, and saw him laying in the bed. he pat the space next to him, and as soon as you laid down he pulled you close to him.
"sleep with me," he moved up his mask slightly to kiss your neck (which you couldn't see since you were the little spoon.) you hummed in acknowledgement, laying comfortably in his strong arms. his fingers caressed the soft curve on your side, prompting you to fall asleep.
after that encounter, things had gotten strange. the girls that he'd fucked before you went missing. that or they were brutally murdered. when he heard shuffling around in the kitchen, he rose from his bed with a hunting knife tucked into his pants. "what the fuck?" he muttered, seeing you bloodied. "killing spree?" he let go of his knife, leaning against the wall. you came up to him, lifting up the bottom of his mask just enough where his neck was exposed. you started to kiss the skin, sucking on all the right spots. his hand rested on the small of your back, unsure of what caused the sudden affection - not that he was complaining. then you said something that made him shudder, "this dick belongs to me." oh fuck, he was losing his control. your hand ran down his stomach and groped his cock, eliciting a deep groan from him. "I don't belong to anyone," he panted, knowing you'd get angry. "tell that to them." you looked into his eyes, and his face fell as he connected the dots. but he wasn't afraid of what you were capable of - in fact, he found his perfect match.
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authors note: since halloween is coming, I decided I should throw in another ghostface fic cause he's so fucking hot likeee...
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Thinking about Wade's life and his mental health issues a lot, and I just thought about this. Not only being abused, but his entire brain being made out of cancer, and the fact that oxygen was physically taken from his brain over the course of 2+ days multiple times?
We see him coloring a lot and claim multiple times that he doesn't/ can't read (this is probably a bit, I guarantee he can read), but it had me thinking what if some days were more childish then others as part of his coping mechanisms?
At first, Logans was really confused about why Althea puts up with it until he realizes that it's extremely good for him to just... be taken care of? Praised and given affection for the bare minimum? He thinks it's weird. This wasn't the same man he was fighting with yesterday.
Coming into the living room, he sees Wade sprawled out with crayons and markers all around him with multiple pictures already coloured, his notebook having pages ripped out of it as he kicks his feet and hums.
On the tv, there are cartoons playing. Once in a while, he'll look up at the tv and then go back to coloring. "What are you doing??"
"Hi wolvie. 'm colouring."
"He's behaving, so don't ruin it." Al says. There's pictures by her, and she is holding a box of cereal.
"O..kay??" Sitting down, he's almost too curious to just walk away, picking up puppins so she doesn't ruin his drawings, petting her confusedly.
Sometimes, Al will hold out some cereal in her hand. "Wade." And he will see him shimmy over and take the cereal. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, baby."
As hes scooting back to his color spot he stops and watches the tv for a bit longer then usual.
"...What.. the fuck." Logan says to her and she gives him a brow raise. "What?"
"What is he doing?"
"He's coloring. And I thought I was the blind one."
"No no I mean.. those aren't murder plans. That's puppins."
"Yes? And?"
"And.. what did you do to him?"
"Treated him like a human being. Give it a try once inawhile." She says, and he comes back with more pictures, climbing in between them with no regard for space as he leans into her.
"Oh thank you. What is it?"
"It's you."
"Oh? How sweet. Do I look good?"
"Mhm!"
"Im glad. How about you show our friend here your amazing pictures. And he better be nice!"
So wade turns and now is leaning on logan as he points to a different picture. One of Logan with Puppins on a leash with a sun in the corner and crappy grass, a hearts all over the place.
At first he wants to tell him to get off of him, but seeing the pictures and how excited his eyes were to show him, it hits him and he understands.
".. uhm.. thank you?" But he puts it back in his hand. "Oh- you want me to keep it?"
Wade nods and starts cleaning up his crayons.
Logan turns to whisper to Al "How long does this go on?"
"About 2 hours or so."
"Why?"
"God only knows, but it helps with his nightmares."
"Colouring helps with his nightmares??"
"Its more then that. Hey sweetheart? Why don't you bring your ponys out."
"Theyre horses."
"Oh im sorry, my mistake. I think logan here wants to play horses."
Logan gives her a look like excuse me? When did I sign up for that? "No.. uhm.. I think im good."
Wade gets this look of sad innocence but goes to get them anyway, beginning to play by himself, brushing them and making them talk to each other quietly. As if he speaks any louder, he would get hit.
Logan groans and is like "Gimme a fucking horse.."
From then on, Logan is quick to understand what's happening and is much nicer to him, starts giving him snacks, buying him actual coloring books, and has pinned his drawings to the fridge each time he's gifted one. His horses name is Buttercup, by the way.
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I feel like people don't utilize how cold vampires are.
Like, they press a kiss to your lipsâmaybe it's your first, but it's their first in decades. They've been aching for this, for something tender and sweet, craving something different from the rush and high of the blood-soaked tongues that marked their 200s, slipping in and out in a wet mess. But even though they've been aching with want for tenderness, their lips remain cold. They can't help but press into you further, almost trying to steal some of your warmth, basking in the soft friction.
And their handsâtheir hands are all around you. At first, they rest over your clothes, but it's not close enough. It's never close enough. Nothing is ever close enough. They want to live inside you, rest within your ribcage, and the blazing force you call your heart. At least that way, you'll keep them forever. That way, they can truly live to serve you. So, their hands slip under your clothes, maybe giving tender, apologetic strokes as you jump at the biting cold of their fingers against your skin.
Even when they fuck, they're coldâso cold it's almost mocking. They fuck with an endless desire, with monstrous abandon laced with hysterical devotion, and it makes you feel feverish: skin hot to the touch, sweat dripping down your hairline, heart racing, almost panting but not quite. This only makes them more obsessed. It makes them fuck harder, faster, with more force and pressureâanything to see more of you like this, to feel you like this.
And when you come down, they hold you in their arms, whispering how you're their sun. How, for so long, the world was barren without you, flowers unable to grow. The earth was a grey tundra. They tell you that sometimes they think they're just a planet in your orbit, that they don't believe in cosmic forces but instead believe in your gravitational pull.
When you sleep beside them (awake and unbreathing), you feel their cold fingers splay across your neck, wrists, and heart, feeling the pulsating warmth that is you.
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â MY SHORTY ALWAYS ON SOME BULLSHIT LIKE CHICAGO â
part of the 420 'We Be Burnin' dispensary series
â MENU ITEM: PLUG!CHOSO x SORORITYBRAT!READER â PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 (completed)
â product description (summary): you can't stop fucking your drug dealer with the big dick but you can't let your reputation be ruined by actually dating himâhe'll just have to deal with itâor is it that he will end up dealing with you? â side effects (tw): cunnilingus, car sex, backshots, riding, dick sucking, sex for drugs, slut reader, reader being a huge bitch lmfao. slightly black girl coded but no descriptors. this is just p1 tw, p2 will have its own lol. â thc levels (wc): 3.9k of 22.1k â inventory notes (a/n): best viewed in dark mode. had to split it up into two parts because i wanted to post on time for 420. barely made it lol!
Plug!Choso who you walked all the way across campus to meet, nervously waiting in the almost always empty parking garage underground level. You donât even really smoke weed but sorority elections are coming up soon and if you can be the âcool oneâ to get everyone lit on 420 (as your last plug recently got busted) you could secure a lot more votes. Sure, you were going to an extreme length to win but the last 4 generations of your family have been president of this chapter at your university. You didn't think your mother would even let you back in the house this summer if you didnât win. So reluctantly, here you are.Â
Plug!Choso who when he finally pulls up intimidates you with his looks when he rolls down his window as heâs all dark hair, piercings and tattoos. You want to just do the transaction through the window but he tells you to âget inâ. You were a new customer and he had to vet you first to make sure you âwerenât 12.â
Plug!Choso who laughs in your face when you angrily slam the door taking offense and yelling at him if he âthat regardless of your baby face he was fucking blind if he really thought you looked like a 12 year old.â You turn up your nose at him but quickly are made to feel like an idiot when he clarifies he meant 12 as in the cops. You blush even harder when he says âheâd never mistake anyone with tits like yours for being that young.â
Plug!Choso who you only end up hooking up with because your sorority sisters short changed you. How the hell were you supposed to know an ounce was $250!? You ask if he could let you have a deal at $150 as that's what your old dealer Mahito sold it for before he got busted.
âSâcause his shit was weak, princess. Shouldnâve even been payinâ that much to be real with you. This is that dank shit and if you want it you gotta pay. I ainât running a charity.â
You ask if you can pay via venmo, cash app, anything but Choso only takes cash.
Panicking as you did not have $100 extra bucks in cash itâs you who suggests if you could you pay it off in a different way.Â
Plug!Choso isnât one to get sexual favors for weed as he had bills to pay and a baby brother to take care of, but your cute prissy ass reminds him so much of girls from his high school. The ones whoâd only ever looked at him back then with disdain. Who came from stable families, were spoiled rotten and thought anyone who didnât live their perfect cookie cutter life was trash. Choso wasnât a virgin but heâd lived a damn near celibate life for the last few years, he could use a little stress release from a lilâ snobby thing like you.
Plug!Choso who you only agreed to give a handjob to and you unbuckled the belt on his tattered black jeans as he sits back and lights a joint. You roll your eyes and steel your nerves with a breath as you pull down his boxers. However the sight of his freed cock immediately has your inner slut going crazy.Â
How is it that you canât fit your pink manicured nails completely around his thick shaft? Â
Why did his dick have to be so pretty fully erect, red tip throbbing as he pusles in your hand when you tease his frenulum with the pad of your finger?Â
And just what's gotten into you now? It's shameful how you're rubbing your thighs together just from seeing him throw his head back while biting his lip to keep from whimpering. You have his sculpted hard abs trembling from you flicking over the bent barbell of his prince albert piercing.Â
The silver reflected even in the dim garage lighting as his thick pre collected in drops on the ball of the piercing before dribbling down your hand. You unconsciously wet your lips. You know you only said a hand job but you wanted a tasteâbadly.
It isnât long before you are giving into your cravings and talking him fully into your mouth needing a taste of him and forcibly gagging around his girth curious to see how much his cock could have you choking.Â
Plug!Chosoâs eyes flew open and he almost dropped his joint once he felt the hot nâ slick wetness of your velvety tongue slurping up the pre leaking off his piercing and taking him fully into your throat until he was hitting tonsils.Â
Yet itâs because you are the massive slut that you are, itâs an even shorter amount of time before you pop him out of your mouth, lift your skirt and slide your panties to the side in order to bounce on him raw in the driver's seat. He makes you cum so hard your squirt splashes to drench his pants and even hits his dashboard and steering wheel. He reluctantly has to lift you off him at the last minute so he doesnât come inside, further soiling you and his car. Choso doesnât mind though as seeing you getting that messy for him made him hard all over againâ and he pulls you into the backseat for round 2 which consists of you face-down ass-up getting the backshots of your fucking life.
Plug!Choso who you quickly start secretly hooking up with on the regular. Seeing as everyone loves how hard his shit hits they send you more frequently to pick it up. You pretend like it's a minor inconvenience but your stomach clinches in anticipation thinking of his fat cock inside of you. Of course, you arenât disclosing to your sorority sisters how his dick hits even harder than his than his weed. You shiver just thinking of it carving through your guts ruthlessly every time you fuck.Â
Plug!Choso who you are now secretly texting âcowboyâ and âeggplantâ emoji whenever you want your doonies beat downâ regardless if you are getting weed from him or not that day. However when you are sent to get weed from him, he isnât even charging you any longer. He tells you to keep it and get a new full set. You always manage to fuck up your acrylics bad when you are with him. Not your fault he fucks you so good you are desperate in the moment to cling to him, the handles, the dashboardâ whatever you could get your hands on to grip to keep from loosing your mind as you always end up fucked absolutely dumb.Â
Plug!Choso who you end up low-key dating but you are still a huge bitch to him in public. Acting like you don't know who he is when you see him. Tsk, you were just begging for him this morning to meet you in the âusual spotâ in the near abandoned campus garage lot so he could fuck you. You treated him like he was dirt beneath your shoe whenever youâd see him even though youâd be crying on his cock beneath him just a few hours prior. Choso thinks itâs disrespectful and annoying as fuck but he just deals with it. It's not like he's caught feelings or anything yet.
Plug!Choso who puts up with your shitty attitude and being your dirty little secret as you are the bestâ and only pussyâ heâs had in a while. Not to mention you are always super sweet to his brother Yuji, who adores you. Choso didnât intend to ever have you meet him but he ended up having Yuji with him one day. He had to pick him up out of the blue as an emergency near the same time he was supposed to pick you up from the nail salon.Â
Although you had even got a fresh wax at the salon and were ready to show it off, finding Yuji, all of 7 years old, in the backseat was an immediate buzz kill. Initially expecting Choso to tell you thatâs his kid, a pang of guilt ran through you when he explained his little brother who he takes care of got sick at school and needed to be picked up right away. You werenât answering his calls or texts and he didnât want to leave you hanging without a ride.Â
You donât tell Choso youâve silenced notifications from him (in case one of your sisters were to see his name popup). Instead, you offer to cook Yuji soup when you learn it's only Choso solely taking care of Yuji. Especially after Choso confesses he was just going to pick up a can of chicken noodle and some crackers from the store.Â
Heart fluttering at how gentle you are with Yuji in contrast to your usual demanding and bitchy nature, Choso curses at himself that he might be falling in love with you. Although he is well aware his feelings would never be reciprocated by you. Nevertheless, as a âthank youâ for dinner, after putting Yuji to bed Choso eats you out for 2-hours straight on the sofa. You end up having to stuff your soggy panties in your mouth to keep your cries in and not wake up Yuji. The way Choso is sloppily munching on your pussy has you cumming deliciously back to back to back on his thick pliable tongue.Â
Plug!Choso who after you end up fucking more at his house, a mile or so away from campus, rather than his car these days. In fact, it isnât even all about sex anymore as you spend the majority of your time over there helping Yuji with his homework, baking cookies, playing games and movie nights with the two of them.Â
Once Yuji would go to bed Choso would bring you to the basement to smoke you out before he fucked you out. Itâs during one of these smoke sessions though you learn that Choso actually got a full ride scholarship to go to the same university you do now 5 years ago but one quarter into his first year his parents had both died in a tragic accident. Yuji was only 2 then and the thought of losing the only family he had left to foster care was not an option for Choso. When the time came he stepped up to the plate and didnât think twice about dropping out.Â
However fast food jobs and grocery store shifts werenât cutting it. Heâd have to spend nearly all day and night away from Yuji just to keep a roof over his head to afford his late-parentâs mortgage. Dealing, although dangerous, was the best option and being the actual genius Choso was, he was smart about it. More guilt fills you always assumed anyone slanging drugs on the street was a burnout who couldnât cut the real responsibilities of life. Yet Choso already had way more responsibility than anyone his age should have had.
You had sorely misjudged him.
Plug!Choso who realizes sooner than you do the closer the two of you become the harder it is for you to juggle Sorority life and Choso and Yujiâ itâs almost as if you are living a double life. Truthfully you are, in a way as you are always sneaking off. Choso wonders what lies you tell your sorority sisters to be gone most weeknight evenings and weekend mornings. The lies of âlabs' or âvolunteer workâ wouldnât likely cut it much longer. When youâre not around, Choso reasons he should probably cut things off with you before the inevitable fall out happens. But he always reconsiders when Yuji kept consistently inquiring as to where his âpretty lady girlfriend isâ. Â
Choso doesnât have the heart to tell Yuji you arenât his girlfriend yet.Â
Plug!Choso who starts inviting you to Yujiâs little league games on weekends once Yuji expresses with abundant enthusiasm he wants you to see him play! The little guy, who is not so little for his age, is actually pretty athletic. Adorably every home run he hits he always makes sure to wave to you and Choso in the stands. Grinning widely Yuji blushes at your praise and cheering for him, which makes you just want to cheer harder. Your high school cheerleading experience finally coming in handy again. You go so often that sometimes other parents mistake the two of you for Yujiâs mom and dad. You always hastily respond âIâm just a family friend!â
A family friend. Not Choso's girlfriend.Â
Plug!Choso whose jaw clenches whenever this happensâ not that you ever notice. What the fuck were you doing if you werenât dating? Yet Choso knew he couldnât be completely mad at you as even after 3 months he still hadnât technically asked you to be his girlfriend. Still that fact angers Choso too as he knows he hasnât because he fearsâ no he knowsâ you wouldnât say yes. Choso picks you up and drops you off blocks away from campus. You also managed to deflect every suggestion for going out on an actual date night on the town when Yuji is over his friend's Megumi or Nobara houses. Also you sure as shit donât invite him to the many greek life parties you attend (not that he even wanted to goâ I mean he would for you. If you'd ask him). Hell, you donât even follow him back on IG and he knows better than to like or comment on anything other than your stories which goes straight to your DMs.Â
Plug!Choso knows you have a reputation to protect and how it would look for the tall nâ scary pierced n' tatted emo drug dealer to be the one by your side. Choso eventually resigns himself to live in the shadows of your life for now. Choso would just have to work harder to pay off the house so he could stop dealing and be someone youâd want to show off (even if deep down he feels he will never be good enough).
However this all comes to a boil a few weeks later the morning of the championship game for Yujiâs little league. As their star player Yuji was so excited to be in his first championship and made you pinky promise you would come.Â
âI wouldnât miss it for the world, kiddo!â You lovingly beamed at him.Â
But you lied.
You did miss it.Â
Finals and the sorority election week had come up fast out of nowhere and hit you like a whirlwind. As a result you saw little of Choso and Yuji in the days leading up to it. Yet at the end of the week you emerged victorious, both in keeping up your 3.8 GPA and winning the election for sorority president. You were so ecstatic on both accounts that you partied hard the night before Yujiâs big game.
Coincidentally forgetting about it entirely as the next morning was the Annual Greek Council Brunch event to officially inaugurate all new Greek council members across all sororities and frats. As newly elected president and since your sorority was hosting this year it was your job to throw it. It was a huge event that even parents and chapter alumni attended.Â
Plug!Choso who smoked 3 cigarettes as he waited for you for nearly 40 minutes before he knew he had to leave soon or heâd miss the start of the game too. Deciding to drive by your sorority as a last ditch effort Choso sees red when he spies you on the lawn giggling and flirting with the campus caterers as you direct them to the back of the house. You looked gorgeous, all dolled up, hair done and make-up flawless. The dress you wear looks expensive, something he might even be able to afford to buy you if he wasnât making triple mortgage payments each month to cut the interest and pay off his home faster. However, he can't deny the baby blue checkered fabric looks great on you. A fact Choso notices the caterer douchebags didnât miss either as they fall a few steps behind you to check out your plump ass and rib at each other.
Plug!Choso who knows the reasonable thing to do would be to just drive away and avoid any conflict. Although before his mind registers it his body is already flicking his cigarette butt out of the open car door before slamming it shut as he storms across the lawn of your sorority house. Reaching the back of the house Choso was taken back by how grand everything looked. A sea of pristine white tables adorned with arrays of bouquets, fine china and crystal glasses that sparkled divinely in the morning sun. The event was still in setup mode so more flowers, decorations and adornments were being brought in by the second by workers brushing past Choso like he wasn't even there.
In any other scenario a grand display of refinery such as this would have Choso feeling self-conscious and out of place. He is aware as good as anyone else how sorely his dark looks contrast with the peppy and airy vibes of greek life.
However, all that flees out of his mind as soon as he sees you near the DJ boothânow having the nerve to shamelessly flirt with him too.Â
âYo, princess.â
Plug!Choso who seems casual from his tone but the look on his face is anything but. You on the other hand looked as if you had seen a ghost as all the color drains from your face.Â
âChoso!â
You squeaked out a greeting as your head whips around to see who all was around.
Phew! Thankfully it was mostly staff and the greek members who were helping with setup were still inside.
But what the fuck was Choso even doing here?
You started to get pissed as he knew better than to roll up on you like this and today of all days!?Â
âCome on, letâs go, we're gonna be late.â
He grabs your arm which you quickly snatch back from him giving him an incredulous look as if he just sprouted two more heads.
âWhat the fuck Choso, you canât just barge in here like this! Have you lost your mind?! What are you even doing here?!âÂ
You try to keep your voice hushed as you pull him to the side of the DJ booth trying not to draw attention.Â
âNah princess, the question is what the fuck are you doing here?â
Irritation was dripping from Chosoâs words who clearly didnât give a single fuck about how loud he was being or the boundaries youâd set around your school life and it made your blood boil. He knew this was a busy week for you and you wouldnât be around as much, he couldnât wait a few more days!?
What right did he have to be here right now?
Let alone be this upset with you?Â
You roll your eyes as you scoff.Â
âWell as I am the newly elected president of this sorority it's my job to throw this brunch! Iâve had a really long stressful week and this is a really big event for me. My first event even! I have so muchââ
ââFuck! Are you really this clueless?!â
Choso angrily snaps at you and you are visibly startled into silence as his interruption immediately shuts you up.
Heâs towering over you now and youâve never realized before just how much bigger than you he was. His personality was usually so chill and unassuming that it shrunk his overall presence.
Come to think of it youâve never even seen him angry before, annoyed sure, but he was clearly mad mad now.
âIâ Meâ Myâ Goddamn it, do you really think of no one but yourself?!â
The DJ, who had been overhearing your conversation tries to butt-in to white knight for you but is quickly told off by Choso who tells him âwalk the fuck on while he still had legs that could walkâ. The advice which was expeditiously taken as the DJ quickly left the conversation just as fast as heâd entered it.
âChosoâ what theââ
Choso doesnât let you finish, cutting you off again.
Fed up with this, you and whatever twisted situationship you currently hadâ he needed to say his piece.Â
ââIâve been waiting for you for almost an hour, princess. Does your self absorbed lilâ brain even remember why?â
Your own anger is quickly dissipating into confusion as you cannot fathom what in the hell Choso was even talking about. It takes you a few good moments but your eyes widen once you realize.
Oh shitâŚ
âUmmâŚY-Yujiâs big game, isnât todayâ is it?â
You meekly asked but you already knew the answer.Â
âBingo, princess! Youâd promised him youâd be there. Do you know how much heâs been looking forward to this? Itâs all heâs been talking about. Do you know how crushed heâs going to be if you arenât there?!â
Shit! Shit! Shit!
You knew balancing seeing Choso and Yuji with your increasingly demanding school life was starting to get more challenging but you didnât realize youâd fuck up this badly.
You really didnât want to disappoint Yuji, who at this point felt like your own little brother that you never had âbut youâd be prepping for this sorority presidency nearly your entire life!Â
Your parents were even coming to this!Â
Shit, which reminds you Choso cannot be here when they show up.Â
Plug!Choso who knows heâll have to speed now when he leaves if he wants to make the first pitch of Yujiâs game and makes one last ditch effort to get you to attend, but of course it fails.
âChoso, Iâ I canât. I want to... but you know how important this is to me. My family. They will be here soon too Iââ
Choso tunes out the rest of your excuses as your mention of âmy familyâ had cut unintentionally deep.
Youâd gotten so close to him and Yuji that you did feel like âtheir familyâ. But you werenât and it was the foolish hope that you could one day become that Choso selfishly indulged in.
He could deal with the hurt, he was used to life shitting on him but it wasnât fair to Yuji.Â
âThere he is! Thatâs him!â
The pussy ass DJ had gone and gotten back up as a group of frat guys in suits rushed over. The commotion was also drawing a few of your sorority sisters and you curse under your breath as a small crowd forms and all eyes draw to you.
âItâs okay guys, heâs clearly lost and is leaving now, right?â
Your voice is bitchy but your eyes are pleading with Choso.
You're pleading with Choso: Not to ruin the event.
Not to be angry with you.
And not to make this situation any worse than what it was.Â
âWaitâ this guy? Heâs that burnout dealer, yeah?â
One of the frat guys chime-in and there's laughter and giggles around.
âOh my god, it is! He's like so obsessed with her. I always see him creeping around.â
One of your sisters adds with a sneer.
âNot a stalker! Ew!âÂ
Another one adds.
âWhat does this weirdo even want with you!?â
More of your sisters chime in.
Choso doesnât care though.
He only cares what you think. What youâre going to say.
Your phone dings and you look at it. Shit. Your parentâs just arrived on campus.
You didnât want to do it this way but you had to end this now.
It was better this way. Thatâs what you would console yourself with later at least.
âLookâChoso was it? This is a private event and you need to leave.â
You turn to your sisters to explain further. âI tutor his little brother for my volunteer work and he somehow got the crazy idea that I was going to go to some little baseball game with them or whatever.â
You turn back to Choso.
âWellâ as you can clearly see. I canât go. Iâm busy and like I said this is a private event so again, you need to leave, understood?â
You turn away not being able to stomach the look on his face like a coward and make up some excuse about checking on the ice sculpture which should have been already placed on one of the center banquet tables.Â
You know heâs left from the jeers of âbye loser!â âfuck outta here freak!â echo out from the garden.Â
This was for the best after allâŚ.
âŚ.right? PART 2
â Šblkkizzat 2024. do not steal works or gfx, do not translate.
â lol y/n is a huge bih who doesn't deserve our sweet baby. no worries though she is gonna learn her lesson good in part 2 where she finds out shit ain't so sweet lmfao. lmk if you wanna be tagged in comments/reblogs. etaâ omg there were so many errors lmfao see this is what happens when i dont re-read my shit 50x before posting lol. i fixed it! sorry to anyone who read it before lol. â reblog to smoke on choso's joint but comments and likes are appreciated!
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Dragon cocks - Neuvilette/Zhongli - drabble + mini story
Kinktober 2023: Dragon cocks - Zhongli/Neuvilette seperate
Reader is always fem aligned!!!
⢠Sorry for the delay but I wasn't home yesterday after 10 p.mđđ
CW: Zhongli is your partner and Neuvilette your boss, Mating session, Non-human body parts (horns, tail and cocks), breeding (Neuvilette mentioned and Zhongli), sexual daydreams of the reader (Neuvilette),a Manhandling (Neuvilette) Cunningulus (Neuvilette), Rough sex (Zhongli), Blowjob (Zhongli), Hair pulling (Zhongli), Double Penetration (Zhongli)
Neuvilette:
Neuvilette that begs you to let him use you... All he wants to do is to fuck that pretty, tight, little pussy of yours till you're full of his cum. His mind is flooded with images of you whining and begging him to slow down, while he's pounding you till tears starts streaming down your cheeks. All of the daydreams he's having of you because of his incoming rut is making him wild with lust.
Neuvilette that can't get enough of your natural scent, smelling you from far away that no human ever could. His eyes narrow with want when you walk over to his office desk wearing that skimpy A-line skirt, the second dots of your blouse unbottoned that he had the perfect view of your cleavage.
You notice his intense gaze on you and your body, his tail swishing behind him hard and thudding against the floor.
,,Monsieur Neuvilette..? Are you feeling alright?"
Not a long moments later, you're pushed against his wooden desk, his soft lips smashing against yours while his big hands roam desperately over your body.
Neuvilette is so needy for you, wanting to make his dirty daydreams about you come true. Having your consent and seeing the blush on your cheeks is enough for Neuvilette to take control and rip your clothes off your body, kissing his way down your body till he reaches your wet pussy.
,,Mmhm god you smell so good..." Neuvilette groans out, pushing your panty to the side to take a whiff of your scent and not a second wasted his lips wrap around your erected clit, sucking and licking it like his life depends on it. He wants you to cream on his face.
Rounds after rounds where he makes you come over and over again, edging himself he finally sinks into your awaiting and overstimulated pussy and at that moment on, he knew that this wouldn't be the last time.
Zhongli:
Zhongli was completely different when it was dragon mating season. He was ruthless, rough and clearly mean.
You were gagging on one of his cock, the almost spiky tip, hitting the back of your throat over and over again while his other cock was rubbing over your face, smearing it with his pre-cum. Zhongli was so mean, calling you degrading names and praising you. Telling you that you're his good little slut and his to breed whenever he wishes.
His hands are wrapped around your hair, guiding your head like he wants to and thrusting his hips into your mouth just to hear your gag and choke around him.
,,Archons.. Enough." His voice was rough, pushing you off him and looking down at your teary eyes, grinning proudly. He wanted to fuck you, now.
Zhongli pushes you against your shared bed, manhandling so you're laying flat on your stomach while he's spreading your ass cheeks to the side to look at your glistening cunt, spitting on it before tapping his cocks against your entrance.
,,Zhongli..out it in already!! A-Anhh!~" *He couldn't hear your whines anymore. He thought he did a good job about shutting you up to not complain anymore but he was wrong. He doesn't give you time to adjust to his cocks as he thrust in one swift motion into your wet heat. You mewl out, the stretch being so good but also so painful yet you cream around him from that alone.
Zhongli promises himself to breed you throughly, so you won't get away from him until your belly can't take much more cum from him...
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đĄ~My take on scorpio placements ~
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â scorpio in the 7th house- usually get cheated on by their partners. Go through Toxic/ narcissistic partners at some point in their lives. 3rd party situations. Partners lying and deceiving you.
â scorpio mars- usually center of attention (attention grabber not seeker). Females with this placement tend to attract jealously from their so called friends or just other people in general. Men tends to sexualize them alot, Might have spread rumors about them at some point.
Men with this placement, if underdeveloped, tends to be toxic af. The need to control everyone and everything around them is just awful. Fuck around a lot. Sleeping with different different people.
If developed, good achievers. Very strategic mindset. Usually get what they want in life. Bulletproof mindset. Very good at talking to people but still maintaining boundaries. Loyal.
âscorpio suns- idk why and how, but when people get to know that someone is a scorpio, they get weirdly attracted to them??? Like staring at them, wanting to know them. Intimidated by them.
âscorpio sun/moons- have a good sense of humour. They can make anyone laugh. And with this, they tend to attract alot of people who wants to be in a relationship with them.
âscorpio venus- won't say a loyal lover HOWEVER when they love love, they are loyal 100%. Underdeveloped can lie about being in love.
âretrograde scorpio venus- feels unlovable. Extreme trust issues. Highly sensitive. Very very very high on trust. You know how they say scorpios take tests? With this placement? Tests x 100. Don't give 2nd chances. It's very very difficult for them to be vulnerable. People have rejected them alot. Might have been body shamed or criticised for looks. They feel like they don't deserve to be loved.
âscorpio stellium in the natal chart- highly intuitive. Usually sees things beforehand. POWER. THE DARKNESS. THE EYES!!! Very beautiful people inside out. However they don't trust easily but if they do, for the love of lord, don't break it cuz you'll be coming back again and again to win them over.
âscorpio moon- been through some serious shit. Been through hell and back with themselves. They understand people very well. However, they don't get the same understanding in return. They can see right through you so don't f with them. Hate mind games.
âscorpio rising- very very intimidating. Females with this placement tends to attract jealousy in any form. People want to dominate you so bad. People telling them to tone it down. Basically people don't like your mindset, it triggers them cuz they can't have power over you. Hates 2 faced people. And the irony is, they usually deal with 2 faced people.
âscorpio lilith- highly seductive. Very attractive. Sex appeal. Feelings run deep for them. Had people who wanted them only for sexual pleasures, wanted to touch them in any way. High vibration scorpio lilith is THE HEALER. also I've seen yall had some near death experiences?? Or witnessed someone dying in front of you.
â scorpio mercury- moves in silence. Very strategic and careful. Committed to anything they put their mind into. Always ready to be one on one while fighting. Their way of talking is very intense and mysterious which makes people wanna know how do you think like that. When they say something they really mean it. They take their time. Expects the worst. They figure things out so fast so don't even think of gaslighting them.
âScorpio in the 10th house- achievers. From a young age they had an insight of what they will become. Hold power in their work environment. If your a student, your classmates want to steal your notes, they feel envious that you make pretty good notes of whatever you're studying cuz yall go in depth and make pretty good observations of the topics. Authority figures.
âscorpio in the 5th- gets extreme reactions from people. Ofcourse with any other placements, attracts jealousy. (Bruh I don't get it, what's with the scorpios dealing with alot of jealousy???? Like that's tiring) Grabs attention in parties, get togethers or any form of social gatherings. Might have dealt with people wanting to take your partners. Might have overly strict parents or very fucked up family issues.
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