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#im about to FREAK OUT bcs of my boss#like yes i'm so thankful and happy to be employed. really.#but my boss is so#it feels like he's never doing anything.... he's only in the office max 2 days per week and idk#hes just very strange#but the worst thing is that he just takes his own work and dumps it on me#which is fine in some ways! like i sometimes just sit around with no work to do#so then it's good to have something to do#but today... not only did i already have a shit ton of work to do but#he tells me to book a hotel for a conference they're having ?? and that's not even near what's in my work description??????#(i basically just do numbers rn. i sit with spreadsheets and move numbers around and stuff like that)#and the worst part is that he told me i cant email them... i must call........#and i get that this sounds super silly to those who don't have a fear of speaking on the phone but#it makes me freak the f out#i cant even talk on the phone with my parents. or my brother. or a friend. like genuinely just no i cant#it brings out so so much anxiety in me#i get dizzy just thinking about it#and again this is really really not even similar to anything in my job description ???? i wouldn't have signed up if i knew i had to do thi#and when i have things that i need to do but i physically cant then my brain just goes into pause mode and i don't do anything at all#instead of doing one of the many things i *could* do (like write an email anyway)#there's just no way im gonna be able to call but idk what my boss is gonna think if i mail.... because he specifically said that i must cal#rrGGG im just so frustrated!!!!!#and i needed to get this out.... soz for the rant#i just think i would cry (genuinely) if i were to make that call#alSO BECAUSE THE INSTRUCTION IS SO UNCLEAR LIKE ALWAYS WITH THIS GUY#I DONT EVEN UNDERSTAND WHAT IM SUPPOSED TO DO#gonna go drink a lot of water so i dont cry now đ sorry bye
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âi, criston cole, a grown man in my early twenties (when the show starts), met the princess when she was 14 (in hotd) and 8 (in f&b), groomed her, and then had sex with her while she was intoxicated (and still a teenager) but my stans seem to believe that i, A GROWN MAN, was the one taken advantage of and raped.â
even though she was a child in f&b and these were unsubstantiated rumors. even though heâs been an adult since the show started and she was still a kid. even though heâs been her closest confidant for years and watched her grow up. even though the writers and producers and show runners and actors ALL AGREE that it was meant to be consensual in the show. CRISTON is the one who was taken advantage of? CRISTON is the one who was raped? either get real or get slapped because i have no time for that type of bullshit.
#f&b#hotd#hotd critical#rhaenyra targaryen#pro rhaenyra#anti criston cole#anti team green#anti team green stans#youâre all a bunch of freaks#rhaenyra was victimized by every adult figure in her life#and the show has pulled out all the stops to remove those aspects of her character#and gift it on a silver platter#to characters who donât deserve it (i.e. alicent and criston)#now their stans can gobble up every bit of victimhood that belonged YET AGAIN to a targ woman#and cry about how all targs are bad and evil#and these characters are the honest and righteous ones#who âdeserve betterâ#give me a fucking break#crispy coleslaw needs to be gelded#yes i saw this take again and itâs making my blood boil#obligatory anti sunfyre pfpâs and usernames bc itâs always you#at the scene of the crime
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I think the fella screaming is not anyone's Mama but like. Louis. Louis XIV.
#eugene of savoy#leopold i#Emperor leopold i#Leopold i hre#17th century#prince eugene#pink pony club#chappell roan#chappell fanart#history art#my art#historical fanart#1. I think this is about Eugene leaving the priesthood and Paris to make a future for himself in Vienna#And Leopold's being an emperor allowing him to do f**k all including prancing around on stage#The way training for the priesthood might not have#2. Don't @ me or talk to me about chappell bc of this post i am very much not a fan of her just not my cup of tea apart from like 2 songs#Anyway im going for ny surgery tomorrow and i am freaking out so please humour me đđ đ
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baddddddd. he's giving pomme first pick of their dungeon loot rn. he's so NICE. not just to the eggs but in general (i am always thinking of those elegant letters). but the eggs are the only ones who he will quickly and easily show vulnerability to. with everyone else it's like there's a layer there, a wall of silliness he keeps up on purpose, but it just. isn't there with the eggs.
there's something about the way that he cares that I can't put into words. like he cares so much. so fucking intensely. look at dapper. look how kitted out that egg is. look at how much time bbh has spent with the eggs, and look at how much time and effort he puts into figuring out how to keep them safe. he goes HAM when it comes to caring for the eggs, but it comes so naturally to him. it feels like caring for people with his whole entire soul is his default, but he doesn't want it to be. or, maybe want play a part in it- maybe it's too dangerous to care so much so quickly. maybe that puts other people he loves at risk. maybe it scares people. but that wall between him and other people is one that he built, and it's bbh, so he built it strong, so even when he's surrounded by people who have proven over and over that they care for him (that they care for the eggs, that they will not hurt them), he can't fully believe it.
im just. bad knows foolish so well. he knows that man wouldnt on purpose kill any eggs. but pomme killed foolish and bbh, dying of laughter, having the time of his life, told her to "put your armour on. just in case."
#i am putting him under a microscope and studying him carefully#i didn't used to be a big bbh watcher but now im obsessed with that little freak#qsmp#something about his relationship with foolish feels like a twisting of that care too tbh#like he would Not be fucking around with foolish so much if they didn't get along so well#but it has the same intensity#its like instead of a wall between him and foosh there's a cellophane tarp covered in silly colours that keeps getting twisted and rung out#and they use it like a string for those can phones#like with players that wall or layer can be warped into something extra silly but it's just Not There in the same way with the eggs#even with richas who torments him especially like foolish does#idk im also thinking about earlier today when bad was like 'yeah you can shoot me :D' to pomme#and the way his qsmp fighting style is eating totem after totem after totem to essentially sacrifice his own well-being for the people f#he loves#idk if im even making sense anymore and the pomme thing happened a while ago now lmao#but he's absolutely fascinating as a character#i need to figure out a fun fic concept to stick him to i need to put him in situations
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cw anti st*ggy and st*cky joke:
its funny how much i hate st*ggy considering i also dont like st*cky romantically
#but funnily enough i AM a steve/sam and b*cky/sam girl#but thats the one poly i wont approve of#for me u do u friends#how many tags do i have to do before it no longer shows up in tags brw#bc the fandoms for both of those ships are vile#esp when u admit to preferring sam w both of them they just get plain r*cist sometimes#i know its 20 to stay out of the tags but#will 20 also stop the flaggings from picking it up bc i dont wanna do that either#i wanna make sure your tag blocks work yknow#wtf even is sam and b/uckys pairing name#like im a b/uckyn/at aka w/interwi/dow girlie as well and they have both#is it like⊠w/interfa/lcon????#why is b/uckys name first it should be sams#honestly that fandom is wild if you talk abt ships nnur ships arent the popular ones like#i woll dully admit i ship wild stuff too#not rly wild if m*rv*l cared enough to actually build the rels peoperly but like#as a comic reader im a st*ron fan and im forever mad at how they#royally fucked up sh/arons story just bc they wanted to fuck w h/ayley a/twell a known woman hater posing as a f/eminist#i do like st*ny but only when done right bc lbr⊠they couldnt even do theirn#friendship right enough to make cw actually impactful#and i dont understand why âliterally was earning almost a billion per movie at the time even before they all wereâ m*rv*l#chose to fuck w what cap 3 was to âcompete w b/atman v s/upermanâ like#they had zero to worry abt ppl wont even pay attention to zacks films and pick apart anything to hate they can#ppl hate subtle storytelling which is how he storytells he hates shoving the plot in your face he wants you to overthink it#and they were launching the universe then like it was NEVER going to be a competition they just freaked tf out for no reason#losers#ima tag them now hopefully i dont end up int he tags if u have those antis blacklisted lmk if it works#anti steggy#anti stucky
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the thing with autism right. is i know if i was having a full mental health crisis what i would end up doing is going to the emergency room and being like "hello, my name is (x) birthday (y), um i was hoping to talk to you about potential mental health inpatient care? i'm currently having a mental health crisis and don't think i can be trusted on my own" like if there's one thing i can be sure will live on in me no matter how hard the brainworms try. is my fucking customer service voice
#like itll be busted as fuck because ill be freaking out but you bet ill be sobbing my way through verbally drafting an email#ive done it beforeâ like im a frustrated crier and once i start crying i cant turn it off so ive had a couple times where i had a breakdown#at workâ cried about it a lotâ and my lead pulled me into a meeting room after i calmed down to check in#and as soon as i started talking it just started again so i had to be like 'sorry th-this is just something m-m-my bod-dy doesâ i-i'm calm#m-mentally but i just c-cant turn this-is offâ just try to i-ignore HIC it and f-f-focus-s on the w-wwwordsâ#(tired of crytyping so just mentally fill it in yourself in everything else i say)#n they offered me more time to chill but im like no really i genuinely am calmâ i calm down wayyy before my body does its gonna#keep doing this on and off all dayâ it takes hours for it to fully calm down and is on a hair trigger the entire time#so thinking about this will make it kick back up again no matter what unless we talk tomorrowâ so if youre ok with bearing with me then cool#and theyre like. dang ok and just focused on what i said#or much more recently i was talking to my roommateâ stoppedâ held up a finger + stood there silently for ten secondsâ#then was like 'sorry about thatâ i think i have to throw up. excuse me for a moment. what was that? oh gotcha yeah i'll message you if i#need anythingâ thank you'#and just typing it out like that it sounds like i was fine and just saw it coming a ways away. however that is not the case#i had had my covid booster and some other vaccine earlier that dayâ lost 5 vials of bloodâ eaten Nothingâ drank only#acidic-ass apple juiceâ and had just hit my vape too hard#keeping it in once it made its presence known was a feat of will the likes of which have never been seen before#and still my sentences prevail
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//Don't know if I'm on the verge of a meltdown or a shutdown.
Having the longest rant in the tags and will delete later. Need to grab another CBD
#;out of teaandplants#;tbd#//fucking families man#my mum is ALWAYS late to everything#everything#and so is the rest of my family#like they just don't seem to think about anyone else or how shit might affect like uhm I dunno timings#and they KNOW I'm autistic and they KNOW my other half is away and they KNOW I'm going to have to sort the dog#make sure he's tired and stuff and will behave in his crate before I go out#it's ALWAYS the freaking same and it always upsets me and frustrates me#it wouldn't be so bad if they let me know earlier#but apparently fuck that#turns out knowing what the f*ck is wrong with you and why changes in plans make you want to rip your own skin off doesn't actually freaking#help anything#this is the second time today#first the dog walker let me know LAST MINUTE they were cancelling 'swap it til tomorrow instead' throwing my day off and they're another on#who's always late#and apparently all this is my fault#and I bring it on myself because#I'm so good at masking everyone just thinks I'm this friendly affable mess they can mess around and I'll never get mad#because I'm masking to accomodate everyone but myself and it's so frustrating#people could tell me in advance but they leave it until the last minute#god I'm so annoyed#and frustrated#and I'm tired#and it's too warm and there's too much going on sensorily inside and outside for me to just chill#I'm getting another cbd#sorry#I needed to get it out
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That moment when the Autism is Autisming instead of just being an excuse
#vent ramble#my sister has to go to the hospital (I think sheâs just experiencing the level of pain I do everyday) and our Mario party plans got canceled#:(((((((#change in plans is really hard for me#especially since I was using that as motivation for a shower :/#at the most sheâs hurt and she kinda gets hurt all the time#plus she was rude to me last night about my chronic pain#so⊠not in the mood to care#i CARE but my energy is being zapped out of me and I know youâre fine#i justâŠI canât be a perfect human#i should insist to go to the ER with her cus I think her bf is gonna wait in the carđ#but..my autism is already bad and waiting and hospital rooms make it worse#Iâm just freaking out honestly like#fuck#i have no life no friends No anything#so much so that I have to beg my family to play a virtual board game with me#and then Iâm so stupid and fucking broken that I completely fall apart when things donât go my way#nobody hates me more than me I just#F U C K#Iâm tired#Iâm just#ugh I canât fucking think I just hate myself and existing so much I literally have no worth
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@ the aroace community
Girl help. How do we survive?
#Iâm greyromantic which is so fucking hard dude#how?#how do others do it?#the answer: we donât#I was such a dummy#I still am#took me five years to figure out three people had a crush on me! and I freaking was so mean to one cause#I thought they were making fun of me! It didnât compute someone could like me if they never met me or even talked to me???#I straight up said F you to his face!!! aaaaaa Iâm so sorry!!!#I wore fucking CAT EARS to class!!! his friend constantly told me that he liked me and it didnât fucking register that he wasnât joking!!!#that girl in class who always wanted to be my lab partner and was very forward wasnât just there to pass the class by copying me!#she was actually flirting with me! cause she liked me! and I thought she was just some kid! and she would always joke around with me and#include me and I was literally such a dummy greyromantic who didnât understand what was happening! aaaaaaaaaa#literally there was other lab partners in the room smarter than me why did I think this??? my brain is so illogical???#my asexual brain was not affected by her!#aaaaaa literally sobbing oh my god ONE OF MY FRIENDS. THE MOST OBVIOUS IF THEM ALL AND I THOUGHT HE WAS JUST BEING SILLY#dude. I canât. literally sobbing and crying#aroace#aromantic#asexual#greyromantic#greysexual#guys#guys please#how do we live like this?
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kept finding our thermostat set to fucking 66°F, resetting it to 70° because what the fuck it's 20° outside, and then... found it set to 65°
this has been going on for like three weeks so finally decided to text housemate group chat and be like "hey so can we figure out a temperature that we can all agree on"
me and third housemate: prefer 70°-72°F and have been setting the thermostat as such
second housemate: is the one setting it to 66°F and, whenever it's set higher, is apparently opening her room windows in 20° weather because 70° is too warm and has not mentioned this to us, somehow
me and third housemate: ...okay we can deal with 68°
me, today, in my room, hands Absolutely Fucking Freezing, shivering, desperately wanting just one more degree of heat: ...maybe I should have let the thermostat wars continue to rage
anyway. evolution why the fuck did you make humans Like This
#my room back home is CONSTANTLY frigid in the winter (bad insulation) and I was very much looking forward to being warm enough ;-;#but also: don't want third housemate to be overheating either#what is extra frustrating though is that the cold makes it hard as fuck for me to get anything done. I Will Not Move Around#and also discovering the extra joy of Cold Fucks With Joints So Much this year#but just. WHO THE FUCK THINKS 66°F IS COMFORTABLE#I know some heavier folks and guys do! but roomie is Not That#WHO. HOW. HOOOW. BIOLOGY HOW.#I'm not mad at her I'm just baffled at why the fuck humans are like this#for the record this is why compromises suck: nobody comes out of it happy. in comm class this is something we talk about#it's called satisficing and inevitably in the long term it rarely works out. the problem is situations where coming to a mutually agreeable#solution isn't really... super possible#and I suspect thermostat settings are probably among them#ugh anyway I guess I need to go find a hoodie.#before anyone suggests a space heater in either scenario: I'D LOVE ONE. my parents refuse bc they consider them a fire risk.#theoretically I could get one here but I suspect that would just get me the 'well bundle up then' treatment (again)#my apartment? yes. would my parents still freak the fuck out? PROBABLY.#aaaanyway#synapse talks#synapse rants
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what if i started doing 2077 photomode commissions,,,,,,
#idk if i will... but. it's a possibility!!!!#idk how people get theres so crisp without the little fuzzy line around stuff#which immediately makes me think mine are never good bc of it which i know!!!!#is not the case!!!! but the f*ndom is insane. you can understand my fear#me talking myself out of the idea in the tags bc i dont wanna have to encounter freaks. disregard this post
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â BIG OLE FREAK !! â
đâ feat. toji, gojo, nanami, geto, choso, sukuna. whipped jujutsu kaisen men who canât last a second without you or your puĆsy.
cw. fem! reader, unprotected, overstim, pussydrunk men, dumbification, Ćral (f! receiving) messy eating, car sÄx (geto), slight dom choso, manhandling, boob fondling, size kinks, brÄeding, phone sÄx (toji), fıngering, premature ejac, impact play, dirty talk, praise.
an. thank you megan thee stallion
â GOJO: âHE THROW A FIT WHEN I LEAVE HIM.â
âbut babyyy,â satoru pouts, pink rumpled lips curling up into a frown once you start to moderater slow your hips down. âhmph. missed you all day today,â and you moan, feeling his hot breath aerate into the inner junction of your neck. heâs so touchy, heâs got two open hands pasted to your active torso as youâre being fucked dumb. as youâre bouncing on his cock, that same canorous drawn out moan that rips from your throat never fails to sound like a harmony. âfuck, donât go. donât leave yet. âm not done with my pretty girls.â
and as he babbles his pleads for you to stay a bit longer, his hands creep toward your neglected breasts. his âgirlsâ being you and your tits. so rounded and plump. your nipples were all perky and aroused. he just had to skim a fat thumb near your sensitive nubs. as youâre leisurely riding him in reverse, you let off another moan once his reddened tip thrashes repeatedly against your achy clit. âtoru, ngh. you do this everytime,â and with each bounce, your brain starts to short circuit. heâs stretching you open so much that your mouth sags open. âfuck, youâre such a brat.â
âyour brat, baby,â he coos, correcting you in a sweet voice against your ear. his tone was forevermore cheeky. despite how you were ferociously riding him stupid, he still had a bit of playfulness left in him. vigorously, sharp swats of loose skin smack against each other in desperate hits and youâre feeling yourself start to froth from such elated pleasure. satoruâs broad hands remain cupped on your tits before he squeezes them, licking a wet long stripe near your neck. âbut god, youâre so fuckinâ hot. gonna cum jusâ from your voice, angel.â
panting, your hips swivel in a circular rotation before you roll your eyesâhovering the weight of your knees over and into his bulky thighs. âyouâd cum jusâ from me breathing, satoru.â
âyou know me so well, heh,â the white-haired male sucks against your tender collarbone. so sweet, but even though heâs trying to tease you heâs already about to cum. satoru presses his thumbs into your sides before groaning gruffly. âfuck, iâm not gonna last baby. s- serious.â
âyou never last, âtoru,â you mewl out sweetly, matching the intervals of his pants.
his towering cock pokes and prods in all the right spots of your cunt repeatedly. sloppy strings of slick stick and glue against his cock and your bare ass as if it was some sort of adhesive substance. you grind your hips quicker into him, watching as he leans his head into your chest. with a gasp leaving out of your pursed lips, satoru then grabs ahold of one of your breasts, merrily popping it into his mouth. ângh, satoru.â you whine, feeling your tender nipple get fondled by his warm damp tongue. within secondsâhis licks turn into sucks and his eyes close, savoring the tasteless taste of your breast in his mouth.
with the way youâre frantically bouncing on his lap, youâre barely even steady anymore and he has to hold your tit in place so it can stay in his mouth without slipping out. satoru doesnât mind though, as long as he gets a good taste.
your knees continue to dig into his thighs as heâs sucking on each of your tits â you whimper, watching as his pretty snowy white lashes flutter close. heâs got the most pussy-drunken grin curving against his face, faint dimples making an appearance near the crevices of his lips. heâs so pretty, you canât help but wrap an arm around him, holding him close. âs- so good,â he whines, briefly removing his mouth from your plump mounds. with low half-lidded eyes, you watch as strands of thin spit depart away from his lips. heâs so messy, and yet he doesnât care. satoru catches you staring before he licks near your chin real slow and seductive like. âi know âm pretty baby but i didnât say you could s- stop riding mâ fuck.â
he gets crudely cut off by you wrapping a hand around his slim throat, quickening your bouncy hips. satoru moans out a slutty moan and his abs as if on cue, clench and tighten. everythingâs so good, he feels like heâs about to break with the way you ride him. heâs in love.
âh- hey, thatâs kinda kinky,â he sheepishly says, his cock still thrusting in and out of you. satoruâs just laid back, allowing you to do all the work with your unpredictable hips. you looked so good like this thoughâstraddling on top of him, gradually choking him. he had literal heart eyes in his pupils and your actions only made him ten times more whipped. âshit.â
but you let off a moan once he reached a certain spot after a while. itâs abrupt, and you turn dimwitted almost immediately. satoru ends up getting much closer before you though, because you can tell purely from his body language. with the way your ass circles and throws itself around his pelvis, heâs already done for. that recoil of yours could make anyone hungry for more. âfuck, âtoruuuu,â you hiss his name, the crude skin slapping of both frail limbs making you bite the inside of your cheek. heâs holding both of your hips before with the rough clashing of rutting bodies, he whines. satoru doesnât realize heâs cumming until you actually start to feel it pour into you.
it shoots quick into your womb, velvety ropes that make you bite your lip. itâs so so much that you feel hot spurts of it dribble down between your inner thighs. satoruâs panting heavily against your ear, ivory brows curling up together and heâs always got such the prettiest orgasm face.
his mouth remains open and a bit of drool seeps out the cracking corners. you kiss near his swollen lips as heâs dumping yet another load into you. âughhh,â he shivers, two big hands squeezing your ass for comfort. satoru feels a slimy wad of his cum trickle past your folds and coat onto his base and he stares at it, then at you. heâs got the most feral look in his eyes before he lets off a bashful whimper. âh- have my kids, please.â
â TOJI â âAINâT NOBODY FREAK LIKE ME.â
âcâmon, babygirl. put âer on the phone. let me listen,â toji purrs, his voice on the other end of the line raspy yet staticky.
as you sit up on the comforter with your legs prettily sprawled out, you were heavily panting. you missed him, you missed him bad. toji, like usual had work. he never exactly told you what he does for a living nor did you really care to ask. but heâd be away for hours and you couldnât help but text or call him about your little âsituationâ whenever you tried to touch yourself. you try to touch yourself in the way that he does but it never works. no oneâs fingers could compare to his.
âo- okay,â you swallow, using a thumb to press down against the white speaker button on your phone. pulling the speaker part of the phone down towards your sopping cunt, you grow quiet, letting him get a good listen. right away, you heard the sounds of tojiâs heavy breaths. he grows quiet for a good twenty seconds and youâre growing impatient. âtoji? are you still th-â
âah ah. shut the fuck up, baby. âm tryna hear my girl,â and you pout, dragging your middle finger down your dribbling pussy. you were a bit overly sensitive, considering. just a few minutes ago, you ended up finishing with the help of your vibrator. his voice was so stern yet you listened anyway. toji feels a strain forming inside the heavy wranglers he wore. youâre so wet, he wishes he was there just as much as you did. toji holds the phone up to his ear before grunting. âspank her for me. tell her iâll be there real soon.â
you let off another soft moan, bringing a gentle spank towards your weeping cunt. toji hears it all, the sharp contact of your palm that thwacks against your folds goes echoes right through the phoneâs speakers. your teeth dig into your bottom lip at the brief pang of pleasure that shortly follows. âtoji, please. need you, canât do this by myself.â
âaw, thatâs what you get fâr not waitinâ for me to get home anyway, little girl,â a husky voice replies. you heard the groan trying to wretch from his throat as he spoke. toji was most definitely hard, but you knew more than anything, he hated whenever you touched yourself. especially whenever he wasnât around, he thinks itâs amusing. âsound so fuckinâ wet though. jusâ pretend yâer fingers are mine, baby.â
slumping back in frustrationâyou sigh, hearing a gruff cackle follow seconds later. âbut i canât, âs not the same, toji. you do it better.â
âdamn right, babygirl,â toji snickers, and his voice pitched so deep in a way that you felt yourself throbbing. the creeping timbre that rides his tone makes your toes curl up. you need him bad, it seemed like itâs been years since heâd left but itâs only been just a few hours. by now, two fingers of yours were crumped up in your drooling cunt. you make an attempt at trying to copy how toji usually does it - swirling two fingers around the inside it reaches that spongey texture. you whimper on the phone, invading your gummy walls with twin whirling digits before your pants grow louder against the speaker. âso cute. tryinâ so hard, huh. wish toji was here to spank that pussy right, hm?â
ây- yes,â you chew on your words, chafing trembly pathetic fingers near your needy cunt. you didnât care how dumb you sounded - you wanted toji to come home. you hadnât even realized you were now flipped over, grinding against your pillow. technically, his pillow â you were laid on his side of the bed for a reason. in hot sharp breaths, you hold the phone up to your mouth, letting off another elongated moan. toji huffs at your sweet sounds, having to turn his volume down multiple notches due to you being so loud. âtoji please, come home. âm gonna cum without you again.â
a sly smirk compresses against his lips before he grouses through the phone. âhm. fine, hang up ân gimme a sec, baby.â
you didnât know what kind of trick he had up his sleeve but you hang up. youâre panting so much, itâs almost as if you some kind of dog in hear. your fingers that remain helplessly buried in your cunt felt like they were starting to grow numb. once your thumb presses against the button to end the call, the room suddenly goes quiet.
but abruptly, the front door opens and itâs toji.
you furrow your eyebrows, confused on how he got here so quick but right as you were about to greet him with a hug, he pokes your forehead. ânot so fast, baby. yâer in trouble,â and you gasp once he goes toward you, picking you up and tossing you to lie on your chest. with a rude spank, he smacks your ass. âgonna have âta discipline this sloppy pussy all over again. now now, you know the drill. ass up, face fuckinâ down.â
â SUKUNA â âNEED YOU TO SPIT MAKE THAT MOTHERF*CKER GLISTEN.â
âtch. canât hear or are ya jusâ plain stupid, brat? spread âem,â sukuna snarls, hovering right over your body.
his dark heightened stare made you gulp - just menacingly looking at you as if you was prey. his prey. crimson red eyes bore into your pretty physique as you left off a shaky breath, slowly spreading your legs apart from him. âgood girl. glad âta hear you can follow directions.â
a pout stretches against your lips but that soon switches once his tongue laps against your folds. you shudder, feeling the faint spiky texture of his forked tongue flick down your sobbing cunt in small strokes. from the slit, youâre drenched and heâs been craving a taste for a while. youâre laid back against the mattress whilst your toes involuntarily curl up. when it comes to sukuna, heâs never one to waste his precious timeâespecially whenever it came to pussy. you let off a whimper the moment he grabs ahold of your thighs, squeezing them in place. âsukuna, fuck.â
youâre met with a rude glower as heâs positioned right between your thighs. heâs moving his head side to side as he creates a long sloppy slurp.
you feel the snapping muscles in your tummy tense as his plump lips then munch against your sensitive clit.
âfuckinâ slut. walkinâ around with a cunt this soaked,â he grumbles in a muffled toneâsavoring your sweet taste entirely. your stomach curls up as heâs feasting between your thighs, button tip of his nose occasionally swiping against your slobbering slit. the edges of sukunaâs serrated nails scrap down your skin gently, leaving a few noticeable marks. if it was anything the demon loved to doâit was to mark you, claim you as his. with red eyes meeting yours once more, he growls right against your pussy. âand donât think about hidinâ those pretty moans from me this time. i wanna hear screams this time, brat.â
âf- fuck,â you whine. using a hand to grab onto the crown of his head, you comb a few fingers through his pink tressesâalready feeling the weak pangs of pleasure surge through your thighs. by any second, you just knew your weak legs were gonna collapse. sukunaâs tongue was stupid, swirling everywhere inside of your pussy before his jaw starts to lock right away. âmmm, âkuna, spit on it.â
your cunt gets hit with an abrupt smack and you gasp, moaning from the abrupt twinge of throbs before you glance down at him.
âwoman donât tell me how to eat pussy,â he eyes you, voice full of curt. as heâs glaring at you the entire timeâsukuna delves two fingers inside your sopping entrance though, scissoring his folds in your core just to watch you squirm. albeit, he does in fact spit on your pussy. itâs a stringy glossy wad, and the way it trails from his pink lips makes you convulse even quicker. sukunaâs eyes remain on you the entire time before he pulls his fingers out, slurping the new lustrous mess clean. âwas gonna do that anyway, little girl.â
you almost giggle from his irritation before he playfully bites your clit â you whine, yanking his unkempt strands forward and he groans. âeasy on the fuckinâ hair,â he murmurs, and as he pulls his head up a bit for air, you glance at the slick sheet of your own juices streaming down his chin. so pretty, itâs got its own kind of shine. to think thatâs coming all from you, you were drenched.
âsorry,â you timidly utter, slumping back against the plump pillows. sukuna rolls his eyes at you in response, creating tender kisses against your soddened folds. with the way your thighs were trembling, it was adorable. you couldnât stay still to save your life. he was sucking everything out of you, vacuuming all of your juices with just his mouth. the slurps were so lewd and loud that it bounced off the walls. âohmygoddd.â you squeal, growing more whiny the harder his sucks become. sukunaâs pace of his tongue never falters and every few seconds, he spits against your pussy just to lap it right back up again.
the demon groans, staring at his mess he made. his own saliva pours down your slit and its pretty.
he drags a middle finger down, dipping it inside of your wet folds. the noises you made too were just carnal. sloshes of crying squelches reverberate through his royal chambers and he snickers. how pathetic, getting this soaked for someone like him. sukuna doesnât care that his jaw tightens and locks. he groans, slowly trailing his tongue everywhere. he even guides it toward your puckering hole thatâs drooling with slick too.
âcanât forget about her,â he groans, feeling himself get hard. sukuna most definitely had a boner, he had one every time he went down on you. âfuckinâ sloppy girl. âs exactly what you are,â and he moves his tongue back up toward your cunt before starting to tongue fuck you. you moan, still having a hand attached to his hair like it was velcro. âmy sloppy girl though. ainât that right?â
and before you were about to speak again, he spanks your cunt raw, spurts of your wetness slicking another glossy sheet onto his palm. sukunaâs eyes are at your pussy, barely even acknowledging your presence anymore. âkeh. thought so. good girl.â
â NANAMI â âMY BODY ADDICTIVE ITâS DRIVINâ HIM CRAZY.â
gentle fawn eyes ogle at you up and down as youâre prettily sprawled out on the bed. nanami canât help but press a soft kiss onto your forehead as heâs slowly inserting himself inside.
âso perfect,â he murmurs, showering your skin with even more kisses. his lips were tender. you feel the prodding tip of his cock gradually disappear inside of your cunt before you exhale deeply. âmhm, always clamp around me so good. thatâs it just relax. eyes on me, gorgeous.â
you look up at him and nanamiâs face softens. teasingly, he tilts his head as he sees you biting your lipâmaking a cute attempt at trying to suppress any incoming moans. âhi, my love,â a gruffly sweet tone utters to you, softly gripping your chin. âthereâs those pretty eyes i fell in love with.â
âk- kento,â you whimper, your back involuntarily starting to arch the further he pushes his dick inside. nanami groans, feeling himself being in brief shock by just how warm you were from the inside. whine after whine robs out of your throat before heâs trying to get you adjustedâheâs already starting to feel your slick treacle juices slabber down his lengthy base. itâs a squelching âpopâ once heâs finally in and his slender long fingers intertwine with yours. âfuck, kento.â
nanami shakes his head from each swear that comes from your lips. itâs cute. blond brows curl up together before he gently lifts up your leg, making it sling up over his tense right shoulder.
âmy my, youâve got quite the filthy mouth, honey,â and his words were as smooth as silk. as heâs making sure not to be too rough, his body continues to rut into you, respectfully pounding you into the creamy cottony sheets. a thumb of his curls against your bottom lip before he deepens his angle just a tad bit. âm- my love, oh,â and for a split second, nanamiâs voice cracks. your cuntâs so good and drenched that he for one was practically speechless. nanami squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. he huffs out individual heavy pants from his full lungs before his hands roam all over your body. you were perfect, his fingers were hot and burning with parched heat - the same kind of heat that radiates against your skin. heâs hovering over your body, tenderly grinding his sharpened hips into you whilst his mushroom tip repeats to thrash against your throbbing clit.
nanami was always respectful when he fucks. missionary was forever his favorite because of the loving eye contact.
heâs stuffing you full of inches while staring right in your eyes, serenading you with a song of all the right compliments. youâd always throb, feeling that same mixture of glutinous slick trickle its way down your thighs. âkento donât stop, please,â your arms throw around him, using a thumb to strum down his fading undercut. itâs soft, bristles of hair glide against your digit before the screeching squelches of your pussy abruptly snap you back to reality. as the bed wails and dips from the constant jerks and jarring movement - you start to grow dumb. his cock stretches right through you, curling its way into your walls while making its very mark. with the way your mouth was hanging open, he canât help but silence your sweet forbidden moans with a kiss. âmmph.â
moans, now muffled get poured into his lips as his body continues to shift against you. heâs so warm that itâs almost a burning hot. nanamiâs hands gingerly run down your skin, touching you everywhere just so he can feel you shiver from his contact. âi know, i know,â he whispers between sultry kisses, briefly sucking against your bottom lip. his balls were always swollen whenever it came to you. you whine, feeling a few strands of his hair tickle against your foreheadâheâs so close. minty breath gets caught by your nostrils as your legs wrap themselves around his waist. âthatâs it. jusâ let me love you, let your husband remind you how perfect you are, good girl.â
his words create a school of fluttering butterflies in your tummy. nanami canât keep his hands off you, literally. he touches everywhere, nipping a few kisses at your skin as heâs whispering sweet nothings into your ear. heâs purring against your nude flesh as you try to match his crazed pace. âkento, âm gonna cum. gonna cum, fuckk,â you suddenly babble out, shaking directly underneath him. you were so cuteâhis eyes soften as youâre stammering about your incoming release. plump soft lips press against your forehead as heâs still sweetly driving his hips into your walls. âplease.â
by this point, both lips were departed from each other and heâs got two buff arms resting on opposite sides of your body. the smell of the air in the room was almost too strong. a mixturing scent of sweat and devoted bodies moving together in harmony. he groans into your neck, pressing a few more kisses at your skin. âcâmon, you can make a mess on me,â and he cups your face, witnessing right before his eyes as youâre about to approach your calamitous rapture. itâs like a wave but itâs crashing at full speed. you whine, collected breaths starting to pick up as the crown of his cock steadily thrashes around the shallow depths insides of your swollen cunt. nanami can feel your throbbing intensify and he starts to grow just a bit more relentless with his tempo. âmake a mess, yeah. âs okay, your husbandâs gonna clean you right up like always.â
nanamiâs words were so sweet â heâs talking you through it whilst heâs got his hands cupping your face. strangled moans die from your throat before one tap of his cock against that spot was the final straw. your pussy constricts around his thickset base before you whimper. âf- fuuuuck,â a long moan leaves out of you as the build up pressure finally releases. his body lies flat against you as heâs gradually slowing down, whispering all sorts of praises against your ear in a shaky voice as youâre finally coming undone on his weighty shaft. your eyes widen before you bite into his neck, muffling your loud moans as you cream all the way down to his hilting base.
youâre speechlessâand with your breath literally being taken away from you, your arms remain fragile, thrown over nanamiâs shoulders. again, youâre met with the most kindest fawn eyes and he sheepishly smiles at you, sweat beads racing down the sides of his forehead. âsuch a good girl. even as a mess youâre still so p- perfectâ fuck,âand he chokes up on his sentence, his voice suddenly turning raspy. your cunt grips him tight, never wanting to let go and he grits his teeth at the feeling. mousy dilated pupils flicker back until a flashing color of white could only be seen from his sockets. it was sexy, nanami loses himself for a moment before he slumps into your chest, hiccuping at how he came and sounded so so lewdâso pussy drunken all of a sudden. âoh, forgive me for my foul language m- my love. you reallyâmade a mess out of me too it seems.â
â GETO â âTHESE WINDOWS TINTED SO NOBODY SAW.â
âthatâs my good girl,â geto leans back against the leather driver seat, occasionally using a palm to swat against your ass.
heâs smacking the right cheek specifically, featuring skin against skin sticking amongst each other from the perspiring sweat. he groans at the springy recoil your ass gives him every time before he gives your rear a squeeze. âfuckinâ ride it, yeah. slut this sloppy pussy all over me, sweetheart.â
âs- suguru,â you whine staring deep into his eyes. heâs so pretty, lazily slouched and reclined back with the most smuggest grin on his lips. the only sounds that could be heard in the parked vehicle was the sounds you, your sloppy cunt, and the loud bangs of raindrops that hit against his tinted windows. you continue to grind your hips into him before he spanks your ass again and again. âfuck, âs big. youâre always so fuckinâ big.â
âsomeone complaining?â he raises a brow, although you know heâs just teasing. like always, heâs watching as you struggle to keep up your pace. his fat cock was perfectly tugged into your walls and you felt like at any given moment, heâd split your pretty pussy open. âhm?â he opens his mouth tauntingly, the carâs entire build starting to jerk and judder from the powerful movements. a hand of his cups your chin before he rubs a thumb over your spit-glossed lips. âyeah, no back talk now huh, princess. less talkinâ more riding, uh huh.â
you wanted to roll your eyes but you couldnât. heâs staring at you and eating up all of your dramatic facial expressions. the way your brows knead together and your lips part â that sweet sweet âoâ that forms from your mouth prying open, blissful whines tearing from your windpipe. heâs so thick, itâs almost unfair. the car continues to shake as your bouncing against his dick progresses at a more hurried speed. âs- shut up suguru.â
âooh,â he hums, teasingly starting to bounce his thigh. even more friction, and both rows of your teeth clench together before you let off a sweet battle-crying moan. right there, his tip starts to smack and kiss up against a stretchy part thatâs dug directly into your walls. you feel it and multiple hairs stand up near the nape of your neck. geto watches as your eyelids become droopy and youâre already so dick-drunk. itâs adorable, weak arms of yours toss themselves over his broad built shoulders and you feel a sudden quiver shockwave inside your thighs. âyeah, fuck me girl. donât slow down. give it tâ me. shut me up with your pussy, how âbout that, huh.â
you give him a glare but geto only snickers, bringing another open palm toward your left ass cheek to spank it. you moan, your angered scrunched up muscles in your face relaxing before you whimper. âfuck, fuck,â and his turgid balls resume to pummel all through your gripping walls. thereâs a candied taste in your mouth, the quicker you ride himâthe more you taste it. itâs salty, bittersweet until your throat starts to leisurely grow dry. geto groans, sliding his foot away from the brake before he grabs ahold of your hips once more. âsuguru, âm gettinâ close, fuck.â
âyeah, yeah,â he huffs, dark eyes glancing toward your chest â he observes the way your tits bounce, matching your rhythm by slamming you further down on his cock. itâs so cute, you were an entire mess. whilst youâre losing yourself on his dick, he pulls you close into him. âeasy. baby. slow down a bit for me. âs not a rush, mhm,â and as his husky voice purrs into your ear, your cunt throbs. he even flicks his tongue against the shell of your ear just to hear you whimper louder. his cologne was loud, invading the entire space of the car. it was a mixture of burning leather and getoâs rich manly scent. it was no denying, he smelled so good that it was just intoxicating. obediently, you start to slow your hips crazed tempi to his liking and he sexily throws his head back - adamâs apple bobbing in response. âfuck, yeah. right there, jusâ like that. i gotcha. nice ân slow, good fuckinâ girl.â
the sounds of your sopping pussy only get louder before his teeth tenderly bite into your neck. you moan, feeling a balmy chill ghost near the hairs that run down your collarbone. heâs letting you fuck yourself stupid and itâs almost like you were floating. whining, you reach between your legs to feel your convulsing cunt. youâre close, so close.
âs- sugu,â you whimper, feeling that familiar sensation of heat swimming its way toward the lower pits of your stomach. âfuck, fuck.â
âcum with me baby,â he coos to you, guiding your hips with two big hands. your ears felt like they were constantly popping the more you rode him. heâs groaning from your sloppy rhythm and how good your ass thwacks and thwacks. against him. but just as he whispered those wordsâgeto squints his eyes at his rear view mirror. with a hand still attached to your hips, he spots a luminescent light mixture of blue and red. he grows sheepish, realizing he probably shouldnât have pulled over at this particular spot. .
as youâre still riding him, he grunts as he spots the officer steeping out. slouching back against the driver seat and running a hand through his darkened sable locks, he sighs.
âwell shit.â
â CHOSO â âI GOT âEM ADDICTED HE FIENDINâ.â
âprincess, yâknow i donât like when you run from me,â choso groans, reeling your hips back into him.
you gasp, hearing the slight rasp in his tone. his thick cock plummets through your walls and without the support of his hands, youâd have well collapse on the mattress. your limbs were already weak and flimsy enough as it was. heâs been fucking you for hours, nonstop. choso couldnât get enough. âcâmere, donât run from me.â
a tiny whine pours from your lips as you feel a few fingers of his curl around your neck. your back naturally arches and you bite your lip. âfuck, âcho,â you huff, the sharp smacks of your hips roughly hitting against his pelvis making him hiss. his favorite part. dark irises glance down toward your ass before he spanks you. one spank turns into one, then two, then three. the bed cries from the combining pounds of weight as heâs drilling into you, having the stamina equivalent to a stallion. âohmygod, choso. right there baby, ngh.â
your lewd little moans alone were enough to get him off. arched thin brows tug together as he drags you back closer into him. heâs still got a hand wrapped around your throat before he pushes his hips further into you at full throttle.
âmhm, good girl. take it, fuckinâ take it,â and you can hear the hoarse in his tone pitching his delivery. your cuntâs weak ily squelching and squealing out all kinds of noises. you were soaked. chosoâs droopy eyes continue to stare down your ass, spotting a few sweat droplets race down your spine. âso pretty. all mine, pussyâs all mine,â he grunts through gritted teeth, and your ass gets met with another smack. âcâmon, baby. gotta meet me halfway though. arch better, yeah?â
âs- sorry,â you sheepishly murmur, feeling another incoming moan try to choke its way out of your throat. heâs hitting you so deep, chosoâs ravaging your walls and massaging them thoroughly. every part, every corner, every crevice. through and throughâyou straighten your arch before feeling his hips grind slower into you. with his pace, itâs almost hypnotic. âshit,â you whimper, trying to match his sudden changed rhythm. heâs fucking you slow but deep, tongue already starting to loll out. âchoso, âm gonna cum.â
you hear a scoff before he leans further in, planting a wet kiss near your back. ânuh uh. not yet,â and with a piston of his hips, he lightly pushes your head into the silky sheets with a hand. âfuck, soakinâ me so good, princess. nasty girl,â he breathes, hearing your gurgled moans escape from your lips. your pussy was almost louder than you â a plethora of sloppy sounds sing out of your folds and he purposely grows quiet just to hear it. âheh, love when she does that. always got so much to say.â
âc- choso,â you squeak, shimmying your hips back into him. the dark-haired male canât help but press two thumbs into your hips, feeling against the entire curvature - so pretty. you had his entire cock drenched with your gooey slick and he only wanted more. youâre pawing desperately at the satiny sheets to hang on as heâs continuing to jut his fat cock further into you. ângh, cumming!â
choso holds your hips steadily in placeâbut he groans, feeling his swollen balls approach its peak at the same exact time. thick fingers of his pierce into your skin before abruptly, a geyser ripples right out your folds. youâre creaming all down his cock, gasping before he shortly follows. itâs runny, pumps and pumps of sweltering hot cum dribbles into your sobbing cunt. chosoâs hair was shaggy, few black tresses of strands stick against his skin with the help of clingy sweat before he growls. âfuck . . me,â and his chiseled abs clench with his head throwing itself back. yet as heâs stuffing you full of load, his hips start up again and you let off a moan. âbaby, canât let it go to waste. keep up, need it. need you.â
you let off a moan, ruthlessly being pounded into the fat cushions of the mattress before unexpectedlyâyou hear a ear splitting crack. choso ignores it, still driving his hips deeply into your core before thatâs right when the headboard falls with a blaring shatter. your eyes widen as you flinch at the now broken furnitureâfeeling the weight of the bed collapse inward. the bed breaks but chcosoâs entirely unfazed. âc- choso, the bed b- broke.â
âso?â
âs- so?â you moan, his blushing tip repeatedly kissing up against your swollen sweetest spots. âthe bedâs brokenââ
âbaby, âs okay,â a low voice murmurs, watching with blown pupils as your slick coats an entire translucent colored ring around his hefty base. choso groans, licking his lips before slowly pulling out, only to plug his weeping spilling cum right back into your cunt.
âdonât worry about the bed. gonna break your pussy next, anyway, heh.â
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⧠pairing: emo boy! choso kamo x f!reader ⧠summary: saw this boy at the mall last week. got the kind of look to make me freak. wanna fuck in the back of the hot topic? ⧠warnings: 18+, nsfw, so much smut, emo boy! choso, sex toys (vibrators, clit sucker), multiple orgasms, semi-exhibitionism, public sex (sex in the back of hot topic, sex in a changing room), fingering (f! receiving), oral (f! + m! receiving), big dick choso (but honey, that dick was 11 inches), also mahito + yuji make appearances, art by @/SS_utr3n. ⧠wc: 5.3K
It had been a while since you had stepped into a Hot Topic (a while meaning three days or three years, take your pick). But this had been the third time this week you had been to this specific Hot Topic, and now you were sure the manager of the place had your badly taken picture and description scrawled in some notebook as a potential shoplifter.Â
But it wasnât the merchandise you were looking to pick up.Â
It was him.Â
You saw him when you were browsing the clearance rack, knelt down, evaluating whether you needed another blind box item that will inevitably not contain the character you were looking for (but on the plus side, it was on sale?), when you heard a deep voice speak.Â
âExcuse me,â you glance up as you spot him â and you swear your breath gets stuck somewhere between your windpipe and your lungs, because you donât breathe while this man kneels down next to you to place more items on clearance. Spiky black locks tied up messily on either side, fringe bangs falling in front of his face as he bent down, a tattoo across the bridge of his nose and was that â dark purple eyeshadow around his eyes â and his eyes â god, his eyes were gorgeous, a deep dark brown â and you swore, was that a hint of purple in his irises?Â
He was everything that your teen self had wanted â the same guys whose profiles you had looked at growing up and thought were so hot. You caught a glance at the My Chemical Romance t-shirt as he stood, in black jeans, as he catches you staring, âCan I help you find something?â His tone was casual, but he was curious â probably curious why you were staring at him with wide-eyed saucers.Â
âNo, no, sorry, Iââ no, donât tell the hot Hot topic worker that he is hot â first of all its confusing, second of allâ âI just wanted to say, I like your t-shirt,âÂ
Fuck. out of all the things to say â I like your style, I like your fit, I like your hair â you had to pick the most generic ass comment.Â
He only nods, but you catch the barest upward twitch of the corner of his lip, âthanks,âÂ
And thatâs all it took â you now needed to see him smile.Â
Over the next few days innocently shopping at Hot Topic, you find out his name is Choso from one of the other workers, Mahito, calling his name. His hair is usually in those buns, but one of the days his hair was down, and you heard him complain that his hair ties had snapped.Â
And his hair looked so good down, his long inky locks fell past his shoulders, but this was your chance to talk to him â âi have some extra hair ties, if you want them,â you offer him a few hair ties, âI overheard you talking with the other worker, I hope you donât mind,âÂ
And he shakes his head, his lips quirked in that almost smile that makes your heart squeeze.Â
Fuck.Â
âNot at all, thank you,â and his fingers brush yours as he takes the hair ties, and you turn to leave, but his voice stops you, âwhat was your name? I didnât catch it last time,âÂ
You tell him, smiling, âYour name is Choso, right? I saw it on your nametag,â and heâs biting his lip, tilting his head in question, as you flush, cheeks burning, âIâve noticed you a couple times when Iâve come inâ not in a weird way, I justââÂ
âIâve noticed you too,â and finally heâs smiling â and you know heâs got you, you know youâre fucked.Â
And you do get fucked â in the back of Hot Topic during his break.Â
It had been a few weeks of you two talking and flirting, until finally, during his break heâs got you snuck into the back to show you the merchandise they havenât put out yet. And you scoff when you come across a bullet vibrator, âyou guys sell these?âÂ
He shrugs, âThey started to in the last few years, not a lot. They donât want the parents to become too outraged, but just enough,â And you snort, turning the bullet over in your fingers curiously, âhave you never used one before?âÂ
And your cheeks burn, as you bite your lip, âNo I never have,â and the next question stumbles out as a joke, âwhy? Wanna help me learn?â And you want to bite your tongue, but youâre too busy with the foot in your mouth to do so, and before you can apologize he speaks.Â
âI would,âÂ
And your eyes snap to his, and you realize how close heâs standing, his eyes not filled with humor but something else â lust? â and his lips curled in a small smile.Â
Fuck.Â
âYouâre gonna have to be a little quieter, love,â heâs murmuring in your ear, pressing kisses to your neck, as youâre pressed between his firm chest and the metal storage rack, fingers laced as you held on, the vibration between your thighs the only thing ringing in your ears.Â
But how can you be quiet?Â
The bullet vibrator is pressed right against your clit, and his thick fingers are parting your folds, so close to sinking into you, his deep voice whispering in your ear, hot breath against your neck.Â
And the coil in your stomach is only growing tighter and tighter, and your squeals only grow more and more insistent. His fingers sunk into your mouth, âsuck,â he ordered, and your cunt twitches at the demand, as you do, sucking and licking messily on his fingers, âgood girl,âÂ
And he clicks the button of the vibrator again, increasing the vibration, making your eyes widen, a gasp around his fingers, âso responsive,â he groans, as your legs grow weak, and heâs stepping forward to steady you, but it also settles his dick between your ass.Â
Heâs huge.Â
The bulge presses into you, drawing a hiss from his lips as you lean back against it, âTrying to tease me, sweetheart?â And heâs pulling his fingers from his mouth, a string of spit connecting from his fingers to your lips, âdonât forget whoâs teaching you,â and he sinks his spit soaked fingers into your needy cunt, making your back arch into his body, âso tight, despite the vibrator,â he hums.
âChoso, pleaseââ and he starts to fuck his fingers in and out, the squelch of your cunt ringing in your ears mixing with the buzz of the vibrator â youâre already so close, âI'mââÂ
âCum for me,â heâs grunting, as his fingers reach even deeper inside you, dragging against your walls as he curls them, finding that one spot that has you seeing stars. And your moan as you cum is stifled against your own palm, as he only maxes out the vibration and fucks you through your orgasm, âone more for me, pretty, you can do it,âÂ
âNo, no, Choso, please too much, canâtââ and he only presses sweet kisses to your neck, and how are you already close â you just had orgasmed, but the coil in your stomach is growing tighter by the second, and youâre nearly crying when you cum again, your slick dripping down his fingers and the vibrator as he eases it from you, and then splatters onto the dirty tile floor of the backroom of Hot Topic.
âGood girl,â he murmurs as heâs tilting your head back and around for a kiss. And you catch a glimpse of the glint of your release on his black painted nails as he presses the pads into your mouth, your tongue swirling around his digits and sucking them clean, âthatâs it, clean up your mess fâme,â and his other hand is wiping the tears from your eyes, âso pretty when you cry â canât wait to make you do it again.â
Your cunt twitches at the thought, your cum still dripping down your thighs, âAgain?â and heâs pressing another sinful kiss to your lips, âYou didnât think this would be our only lesson, did you?âÂ
And it wasnât â the next lesson was spent in the fitting rooms, during a particular dead early afternoon in the store â and he had you spread on the fitting room bench, your black jeans pulled down to your ankles, as his head found its way between your thighs. You could barely hold back your whimpers as he pressed all too hot kisses to the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, burning already with his warm breath. It was too much.Â
He was too much.Â
âHowâs that feel?â dark eyes flicking up to meet yours, half lidded with lust, as he watches your panting face, your head against the wall of the fitting room, âuse your words, love,âÂ
âToo good, Cho-so,â the last syllable of his names escapes your lips in a gasp, as your cunt twitches as his lithe fingers tease you through the soaked material of your panties, âplease, please, need you,âÂ
âWhat do you need?â and his fingers pull away, as his lips press a kiss to your puffy clit, pulling a whine from you, âwhat do you want me to do?âÂ
âPlease, justââ and heâs tugging your panties aside, cool air rushing over your all too hot pussy, âplease just touch me â with your fingers or mouthââÂ
And his tongue drags over your messy cunt, and god, it feels too good â but a twinge makes you pause, and when you feel it draw a circle around your clit, you realize what it is â he has a tongue piercing. Your fingers thread their way in his black locks, resisting the urge to grab at his hair buns.Â
He grunts, vibrations against your wet cunt, as you pull him impossibly closer to where you needed him most, his nose bumping against your clit, âyou smell so good â howâs that possible?â and your eyes squeeze shut as his hands press your thighs further apart.Â
Thatâs when you both hear the click of the entrance, and the door swinging shut â shit, the door â he forgot to lock it. Forgot when you had pulled him into a kiss right when he was ready to take a lunch break, all other thoughts had flown out of his brain once he let those doors swing shut and your lips had met his â well, left his brain and flooded southward. He also didnât think a customer would be persistent enough to try the door and wander in when the doors were shut and the closed sign was hung up.Â
âChoso, should weââ and the footsteps draw closer â and fuck â did you get wetter? And tighter â his moan is muffled against your walls, âChoso, stop, weââÂ
âYou donât mean that,â he whispers, dark, half lidded eyes look up at you, your essence and his spit soaking his lips and dripping down his chin. And the footsteps are receding, the sounds of the shuffling and clinking of clothes hangers on racks in the distance, but all you can hear are the sounds of the wet, needy squelch of your cunt, âyou arenât being honest â but you are down here,â and his lips find your clit, sucking lightly, making your head jerk back, âwant them to know how good I make you feel,â his lips leave your clit with a small pop, before murmuring against the soft skin of your thigh, âbe quiet for me, baby,â and his tongue slips back into your cunt.Â
Heâs nearly slurping your juices up, his tongue tasting every inch of you, deliciously dragging against your twitching walls with his piercing, as your toes curl and your mouth parts in a muffled moan, one hand clamped over your mouth, and the other digging into his scalp. How could the person not hear you? How couldnât they hear the wet squelch of your cunt as Choso fucked it with his tongue? How couldnât they hear your badly swallowed moans and the sounds of your heart pounding out of your chest â and if they did, they certainly didnât care enough to stop browsing through the fucking store.Â
And youâre close, so fucking close, and you donât hear the footsteps drawing close to the fitting rooms because your ears only can hear the wet suck of his mouth against your clit or the press of his tongue in and out of your folds, your thighs twitching under his grasp, fingers pressed into your flesh, âChoso, Iâm soââÂ
âCum fâme, need to feel you cum around my tongue,â he sucks on your clit hard, teeth grazing the sensitive spot, and you cum, hard, your hand forsaking your lips to find purchase on his head, squirting all over his face as you did, soaking him along with the bench of the fitting room. And you canât help the whimpers and moans that left your lips, as he lapped up your release without a care.Â
And you slump against the wall of the fitting room, body still buzzing from your orgasm, as he finally pulls his tongue out, glancing up at you. Your chest heaves as you watch him lick your cum from his lips and chin, before wiping the rest away, and your eyes drift downward to the erection he was palming. And your fingers unconsciously reach for it, when your hear a door slam shut making your both jump.Â
You cover your mouth â the customer, and Chosoâs eyes meets yours, as the two of you break out in a laugh, âFucking lock the door next time,â you sigh, covering your burning face with your hands, as Choso chuckles, lips curled in a smile.
âSo thereâs going to be a next time?â he tilts his head, and you flush.Â
How could he go from eating you out like a desperate man without water to this innocent puppy? âNot if you donât lock the door,âÂ
âItâs their fault for coming in when the doors were closed and there was a sign that said closed in big letters on the door,â and you shake your head, as he draws closer, ânow, I have twenty minutes of lunch left â so where were we?âÂ
And you push him towards the changing room door, âGo lock the door first,â and he relents, chuckling.Â
âJust for that, Iâm going to look for the clit sucker I couldnât find before.âÂ
~~~~
The two of you had fallen into a pattern.Â
And you had become a regular at Hot Topic. You hung around him as he stocked the shelves, did inventory, price re-labeling, and even as he spoke to customers. You watched other customers speak to Choso, even flirt with him, but he never cracked a smile. Two girls were very persistent, but they deflated as he walked away after answering their questions, brushing past you, his hand brushing against your ass discreetly. Heat rushes to your cheeks, your head snapping to him as his lips curl when your eyes catch his gaze. But even soâŠ
You still were just as clueless of where you stood with him as you were when this started.Â
âYou two have been pretty hot and heavy lately, huh?â you nearly jump out of your skin, as Mahito smiles knowingly at you, leaning against the counter with a shiteating grin.Â
âWhat are youââÂ
âPlease, like we donât know what goes on in the back during breaks?â he raises an eyebrow, as you bite your lip, âplus, never have I seen that gloomy guy smile, much less as much he does with you,âÂ
âReally?â your eyes find him again, as he crouches and lines up blind boxes on one of the shelves â but you canât help the nagging question circling in the back of your mind â why hasnât he asked you out yet? The two of you have hooked up, in and out of the store, but he still hadnât asked you on a date. Even in the last few weeks, the two of you hadnât even spent any real time together, except for your visits to the store -- he hasn't even taken you into the back. For all you know, youâre one of many people heâs bedding. Even if he doesnât seem the type.Â
âWhat? Trouble in paradise?â Mahito pulls you from your thoughts, head tilted and all too eager, âwhatâs wrong?âÂ
âNo, itâsââ he cuts you off with a look, and you relent with a slight pout, âhe just hasnât asked me out yet, Iâm just wondering what heâs thinkingââÂ
âWell, I definitely donât think heâs seeing anyone else,â he hums, âbut he does tend to go straight home a lot when youâre not around. Maybe something is going on at home?â And then heâs pushing you towards him, âno time like the present to find out,âÂ
âMahitoââÂ
âChoso! How about you and your favorite regular go for a quick walk and get us some drinks from the food court?â He grins, offering some money, âbe a doll, wonât you?âÂ
Choso sighs, âFine,â and he brushes past you, taking the cash, before glancing back at you, âyou coming?âÂ
You glance between the two of them, before following him out of the store. You both walk in relative silence, slipping past customers, as you reach the food court. Choso orders, paying with the cash Mahito gave, as he passes you one of the drinks, âChoso, can I ask you something?âÂ
His eyes slide to you, âOf course,â and god, his eyes stop your thoughts in their tracks â heâs so unfairly gorgeous, funny, sweet â you didnât want to screw this up. You open your mouth to speak when you hear a voice.Â
âBig bro, that you?â A rush of pink hair and energy is wrapped around Choso all of a sudden, âI didnât think you got off until later,â itâs a teen boy, maybe fifteen or sixteen, his arm wrapped around Choso, and a varsity jacket on â this was Chosoâs brother?
Choso cracked his rare smile, âI donât get off until later, Yuji, but I came to grab a drink for Mahito,â and Yujiâs gaze slides to you.Â
âOh, Iâm sorry I didnât see you there,â he smiles a thousand watt smile, âIâm Yuji Itadori, Chosoâs brother,â and heâs glancing between you and his brother, before his mouth falls into an âo,â âare you his girlfriend?âÂ
âYujiââ Choso starts, a hint of a blush across his cheeks, as you stifle a laugh, âI thought you said you were going to study at home with Fushiguro.âÂ
âI wanted to see you when your shift got off â I thought we could have dinner together,â Yuji pouts, and Choso cracks in an instant, his lips curling.Â
This boy had his brother wrapped around his finger.Â
âOk, but donât goof off. Make sure to study,â and Yuji nods.Â
âNice to meet you,â and he leans in to whisper, âtreat my brother good, ok?â And you flush, before nodding, as Choso raises an eyebrow, out of earshot.Â
âI will,âÂ
âCho, tell Mahito to fuck off for me,â and heâs off again, gone as fast as he came.
âSorry about that,â Choso sighs, still a smile on his lips as he watches his brother in the distance, claiming one of the food court tables for himself and his friend, as he sits down next to a black haired boy, assumedly Fushiguro, âdidnât know Yuji would be here,âÂ
âI didnât know you had a brother,â and he bites his lip.Â
âItâs relatively new â weâre half brothers, but he just came back into my life. He doesnât really have any other biological family. His grandfather just passed, and heâs staying with a teacher whose decided to foster him,â the two of you begin to walk back to the store, his gaze fixed downwards at the tacky mall carpeting, âheâs been staying with me for the last few weeks, while his foster father went on a vacation to Malaysia,âÂ
And now the pieces were clicking into place, âAnd thatâs why youâve been going home a lot lately,â and his dark eyes find yours with a tilt of his head, âI mean, you just havenât had a lot of time lately,â you canât meet his gaze, âit must be a lot to have a teenager staying with you.âÂ
âYeah, he eats everything in the house, and heâs staying in my living room, which leaves little in the way of privacy,â and you can still feel the prickle of his gaze on you, âbut I could use a break,â and you finally look and see a soft expression on his face, the same insecurity you had reflected in his gaze.Â
No time like the present, right?
âWell, should we maybe go on a date?â and his cheeks flush a pretty red, all the way to the tips of his ears, âweâve done plenty of other things that a couple would do, likeââÂ
And heâs shaking his head, âI know, I know!â heâs the one who canât meet your eyes now, chewing his lip, âIâd like that â I get off my shift tonight at eight, I told Yuji weâd hang out, but Iâm sure he wouldnât mind postponingââÂ
âWe can always do it tomorrow, I donât want to keep you from your brother,â and his lips curl into a smile, âheâs a good kid,âÂ
âHe is,â and his fingers find yours again, âI can tell Mahito that Iâll lock up tonight, and maybe after I do, we couldââÂ
âHave another lesson?âÂ
And eight oâclock rolls around far too slow, but Choso definitely isnât moving slow when itâs only the two of you.Â
Heâs pulling you into the back again, the door swinging shut behind the two of you, his fingers tight around your wrists as heâs pulling you into a bruising kiss, forcing your lips to part with a gasp, his tongue flicking against yours. The smooth surface of his piercing grazes against your tongue.Â
And his fingers find the back of your neck, deepening the kiss impossibly, as his other hand slips down the curves of your body, pulling you against him, his clothed cock brushing against your aching cunt.Â
Fuck. You had almost forgotten how big he was.Â
And when you hear the zipper of his black jeans, you nearly melt against him, âChoso, pleaseââÂ
âI have to get you ready first, love,â his fingers find their way to the front of your jeans and undo the button, tugging the fabric down to your ankles. Cool air raises goosebumps across your skin, the pads of his fingers press against the wet patch of your panties, and heâs groaning, âbut maybe I donât,âÂ
âFuck, so wet for me, arenât you?â he murmurs, as heâs walking you backwards, into one of the racks, his fingers press into the soft flesh of your thighs. And two fingers hook around the waistband of your underwear, joining your jeans, pooling around your ankles, ânearly ready now, but I still have to loosen you up,â his fingers tease your outer lips, dripping with your release.Â
One of his fingerâs slips in with practiced ease, making your hips jolt against his hand, your fingers curling around the metal bars of the rack in front of you. His finger was so much thicker and longer than yours, his digit toyed with your walls, teasing and stretching until he drew a soft groan from your lips. He was the only one who could make you this desperate, his lips pressed against your neck, the heat from his body has your mind reeling with pleasure.Â
âMmm, Choso, moreâ" and heâs adding another finger inside your still all too tight entrance, making you whimper, as the intrusion is all too much after a few weeks of not having him inside you.Â
âSo greedy,â he murmurs, the wet squelch of your cunt ringing in your ears, âyouâre practically sucking me in, but itâs still not enough for you, is it?â his tongue drags against the outer shell of your ear, his piercing against your skin, before his mouth envelops your earlobe and sucks.Â
His fingers are fucking you open, your eyes screwed shut as the tips brush against that spot, heat flooding your body. And you donât hear the shuffling of his other hand through a box, until you hear the sound of sucking, âChosoââ and heâs pressing the sucker against your clit, your mouth falling open as pleasure rips up your spine, the sucking sensation with the lewd noises of your pussy being finger fucked is too much.Â
You cum all over his hand, your hand clamping over your mouth so no one hears your moans â and your legs quake as you come down from your high, as he eases his fingers from you, âso pretty,â he murmurs, and you can feel his dark, lidded eyes on your drenched cunt, watching your sticky release cling to his fingers, purple painted nails glinting in the low light.Â
And heâs leaning forward, kissing down your back, as he turns you around gently, so your back is pressed against the rack. You kick off your underwear and pants. Youâre still panting, chest rising and falling as his fingers press to your chin, lifting it so you meet his gaze, as he sucks his fingers clean of your cum. Heat pools again, as his fingers undo the leather belt and heâs tugging his jeans and black boxers down to his knees, his erection springs out, slapping against his stomach.Â
Your mouth runs dry.Â
Fuck, heâs even bigger than you thought.Â
Ten inches? No, maybe eleven. How was that even possible? That shit would break you â but fuck â your cunt twitches â you kind of want it to break you.Â
âLike what you see, Princess?â you lick your lips in response, and in a trance, your fingers are reaching for him, curling around the base before you slowly start to pump him. Youâre rewarded with a moan, a noise that goes straight to your cunt, as your fingers move faster, trying to find the right rhythm. Pre-cum leaks from the top, as you tease his tip, before stroking back up the length of it.Â
And heâs a beautiful mess, his pale features flushed a gorgeous red, as he presses his hand against his mouth so his moans wouldnât resonate. And his pre-cum drips all over your fingers, slipping down your wrist even, as you lean forward to lick it off your own skin, while you meet his gaze.Â
His head lolls back, eyes screwed shut now, and your fingers drift to his sack, stroking and teasing while your lips find the tip, sucking lightly before your tongue drags over the length of his cock. And god, heâs going to blow his load now, if you keep doing that, from the way his hips rock against your touch.Â
His fingers weave into your hair, nails digging into your scalp, âBaby, ngh, itâs too goodâfuckââ heâs so close, twitching in your mouth as you suck him from tip to base, tracing his slit with the tip of your tongue, âshit, I canâtââ and you suck hard on his cock, massaging his balls, and heâs gone â heâs pumping his cock into your mouth as his cum spurts down your throat, as you swallow it all too greedily. You pull away with a pop, a string of cum and saliva connecting you to his dick still, before you wipe it away.Â
Heâs leaning against the rack, chest heaving as he watches you with lust blown out eyes, sweat sheen on his face, âHaa, baby, sâgood fâme,â and somehow heâs still hard, as you rise to your feet, thighs pressed together, your eyes fixed on his cock, âyou donât have toââÂ
And heâs still so sweet â his eyebrows knit together as heâs examining you with concern, but youâre only shaking your head, as you press a sweet kiss to his lips, âI need you, Choso, please,â and heâs nodding, lips meeting yours in a heady kiss that steals your breath, and heâs made you brace yourself against the rack, fingers curled around the cool metal.Â
Your folds are exposed to him, slick and dripping, even wetter than before, âYou liked sucking me off that much, love?â he murmurs, kissing your neck, before heâs dragging the tip of his cock against your needy cunt, âIâll go slow,â he assures you, as you nod.Â
Heâs sinking into you inch by inch â and not even halfway, you already feel like youâre ready to burst, âSo big, Choso, Iââ and heâs murmuring quiet reassurances, as heâs parting your folds, the pain drawing a gasp from your lips, as he finally bottoms out.Â
âSâgood, baby, so tight,â heâs moaning, Youâre taking deep breaths, pain ebbing with each second that passes. Choso pressing sweet kisses to your neck, his hands slipping under your shirt to tease your perked nipples, mixing pain with pleasure. Tears burn at your tear ducts, as you breathe shaky breaths, and finally pain ebbs away, and pleasure grows in its place.
âSâfull, so big,â you pant, growing more needy by the second, heâs reaching places youâd only dreamt of â his leaking tip kissing your cervix, âmove, p-pleaseâah!âÂ
And he does as you say, pulling ever so slowly out before pushing back in, grunting as he does as your tight cunt adjusts to his size and length â bullying your insides in a way no toy could ever compare to. You swear you can feel every inch, every curve, every vein as he rocks into you.Â
âSo pretty fâme,â heâs moaning, stifled by his bitten lip, as your walls only seem to pull him back deeper each time he pulls out, âso perfect, take me so well,â heâs murmuring, as he teases your tits between his thumb and forefinger, âpretty cunt made just for me, isnât that right, Princess?âÂ
âYes, yes, Choso,â and his pace only grows faster, just as his groans grow louder.Â
âNo one else can fuck you like this, make you feel this good, canât wait to feel you cumminâ around me,â heâs panting, his fingers tweaking your nipples, squeezing, as he fucks you deeper and deeper, his tip hitting your cervix deliciously again and again, âfeels sâgood, so wet and warm for meââ his hand comes down on your ass now, making you gasp, your cunt squeezing around him.Â
Drool slips from your mouth, as you get closer and closer to cumming â the telltale flutter of your walls, âChoso, Iâm coming, I canâtââÂ
âCum for me, let me fill you up,â and his fingers reach around to press a vibrator to your clit, and youâre cumming, falling apart on his cock, as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm. The squelch of your cunt and the way you squeeze him has him falling apart, spurting and painting your walls.Â
The two of you slump forward, your legs nearly buckling, as you cling to the rack, before heâs easing both of you back onto a bench in the stock room. Your quiet pants fill the silence of the room, as he eases himself out, groaning as you both watch your mixed releases leak out of your cunt.Â
âI donât think I can walk after that,â and he chuckles in your ear, pressing a kiss to your neck.Â
âDonât worry, Iâll carry you,â and you laugh, his favorite noise in the world, as you slowly turn, making him groan as your soaked pussy grinds against his dick.Â
âSo then you can lift me up when I drop it?â your lips are curled in that same smile that had him hypnotized from the moment he saw it, and he can only reply with a bruising kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth, as you sunk yourself onto his dick again.Â
God. He needed to buy you tickets to Warped Tour.Â
~~~
The next time you show up to Hot Topic, you werenât showing up to buy any merchandise.Â
âHey emo boy!â you call out, making Choso turn with a smile on his lips â the one especially reserved for you.Â
âHi baby,â he murmurs, kissing you softly, his arm around your waist, âIâm almost done. I just have to punch out.âÂ
You lean in, words whispered against his ear, âAnd then youâre gonna come fuck me?âÂ
You were picking up your boyfriend.Â
He smiles, wrapping an arm around your waist, before kissing you again, âYou know I will.âÂ
note: i couldn't find who made this incredible art that i used after searching and searching, so if anyone knows, please let me know so i can credit them above in the description. this fic has been a long time coming since that silly blurb i wrote after watching one too many thirst edits of choso. edit: i found the artist: its @/SS_utr3n on twt!!!
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Cause, I Love Freaks!
Synopsis. The question isnât whether he can make you squĂrt - itâs how and where.
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, established relationship, squĂrting, unprotected, creampĂe, exhĂbitionism (Sukunaâs and Chosoâs), brĂ©eding, Shiu cameo, messy, oral (fem receiving), fĂngering, Sukunaâs thigh tattoos, thigh rĂding chokĂng, overstĂm, finger suckĂng, pet names, swearing.
Word count. 5.1k
A/N. I think Iâm in some early ovulation week becauseâŠ
⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - Prove it.
Now, does Toji know heâs the best youâve ever had in bed? Of course.
Is he proud of how heâs done everything and anything - had you folded in half underneath him, stuffed from all ends, and cumming harder than any other loser before him did? Hell yeah.Â
Does it bother him when Shiu makes some off-hand comment about how heâs able to make someone squirt? Well, it was hard not to when the man just laughs right in Tojiâs dumbfounded face, saying something about how your pretty pussy is âmissing outâ and to come to Shiu if you want to have a good time.
Surely, that stupid conversation doesnât bother him, right? Right?
Wrong.Â
He was going to prove that bastard Shiu wrong.Â
âDamn. Not that one either.â
If you could, youâd probably let out a sob - but right now, youâre too cockdrunk to even think let alone cry. Unsure if youâre even breathing as Toji wrestles your limp body - still twitching and sensitive from your nth high - upright on his lap. Whispering a ragged, âGuess we just hafta try again. Right, doll?â
âPlease!â you let out a strangled yelp as Tojiâs big hands snake down to steady your hips, all stuttering and messily sucking up his aching cock. Again. âI-I donât think I can- ah-â
Whatever plea on the tip of your tongue is shut up by Toji pulling your teary face towards his, kissing your swollen lips so softly. Reverent, even.Â
The complete opposite of his hips down below, not even bothering to move anymore, hands on your ass just dragging your sloppy pussy up and down his swollen dick. Up and down up and down up and-
âTojiââ
âAww, câmon, pretty.â Toji groans, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he spreads your puffy folds further, bullying his cock so impossibly deep. âG-gotta prove it to that f-fucker that Iâm the best, right?â
Ah, there it was - if you were in any better state of mind youâd have cursed out Shiu already. Taunting your boyfriend into this stupid little challenge that had him storming into your apartment and ripping off your poor panties. And you split apart on his cock and cumming over and over again like he wouldnât - couldnât - stop until you squirted. Like it killed him to make you miss out on this little thing.Â
âNow now, doll.â you jolt as he gives your sopping pussy a little smack! Grinning at your nails digging into his thick shoulders, âFocus. Hah- we gotta have her squirtinâ all over me now, right?â
You really canât help the way youâre giving him a delirious little nod. Hips bouncing back pathetically in an attempt to meet the way Toji was bouncing you so sinfully on his cock like his favorite toy. And itâs so cute that Tojiâs murmuring a low, âUse your words, doll.â
âI- ngh-â
Not like he was giving you a chance to, rolling your ravaged clit between his fingers, teeth ghosting over your racing pulse. âLouder.â
âGonna- gonna squirt for you, TojiâŠâ
If he was any lesser man (Shiu) Toji thinks he mightâve just cum in your snug pussy right then and there. Filled you up till youâre bloated and forgetting any promise of squirting - but no, thatâs for later.Â
Right now, heâs flattening his feet on the mattress, falling onto his back - two big arms pulling your overstimulated body to rest against his muscles. Not even wasting a second before fucking up into your tight cunt like such an animal.
Sloppy - so, so desperate.Â
Just rough, jagged movements of his hips because shit if Toji doesnât make you squirt this time then heâs gonna lose his sanity. Mightâve already lost it, actually, with each adorable ah! ah! ah! falling from your kiss-bitten lips each time he hits that one spot so easily.Â
âBit- bit more-â he grits out, feeling that familiar way your plushy walls were trying to squeeze him dry. Your cunt too heavenly. The stimulation too much. âJusâ a bit more, pretty.â
âOh my god- Toji- ah- Toji Toji Toji-â Itâs all you can do to whine, writhing as he holds your hips still, rocking harder into you. Clawing at the soaked sheets, his shoulders, his hair - anything to try and hold onto whatever semblance of control you had left. âMâso- close-â
âYeah?â And Toji sounds so utterly wrecked already, looking up at you with glassy, half-lidded eyes. Voice strained, awe-struck like he couldnât even believe it. His pretty girl - cumming for him again. âSquirt fâme, doll.â
You donât even realize it when you are at first - just that something snaps and suddenly youâre soaking Tojiâs cock in all your sweet sweet juices. Until it was dripping down the side, onto the mattress.Â
So messy and sinful - gummy walls squeezing his dick so fucking tight it almost hurt, covering his abs till they were glistening. Toji canât bring himself to do anything but watch, for once in his life actually grateful that Shiu goaded him into doing something. Jaw-dropped at the way youâre gushing all around him - like you couldnât stop. Again and again and-
âS-see? Fuck- What- oh shit, doll. All fâme? Good girl.â Eyeing that phone propped up by the bedside, Shiuâs face watching over the obscene mess on the bed. âWhat did I tell ya?â
âHeh, well whatever. Can ya make her do it twice?â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - Love is blind
Now, itâs not often that Nanami Kento took off his glasses. Rarely when he cuddled, not usually when he was kissing you - his pretty lilâ wife. And never when it was your lips down below that he was making out with.
âSo messy.â Nanami mutters, muffled around your puffy folds. Each word making you arch against the soft mattress. âAre you this messy just fâme? Mâso lucky, my love.â
Itâs all you can do to yelp as Nanami slides his tongue warningly between your folds, flicking at your swollen clit just enough to have you gripping so tightly at his blond strands. Pulling Nanamiâs face up from between your thighs with a strained groan.
And oh you assumed he was exaggerating, but it was so fucking difficult to look at Nanami, too. Glasses slightly foggy, cheeks flushed. Your sweet juices glossing his lips so prettily, dripping all the way down his jaw. Head tilting back ever-so-slightly to let it slide down his throat.
Making your head spin as he reaches over to press a chaste, wet peck to your lips. âJusâ let me take care of it.â
And take care of it he does. Immediately taking his favorite place in-between your legs, stuffing his face nose-deep into your dripping cunt. Hot tongue giving one, long lick up your folds, just barely dipping between them. The slow torture was delicious.Â
âKento-.â you let out a pouty little whine, one that goes straight to Nanamiâs aching cock. Ankles hooking around his broad shoulders to pull him impossibly closer, âD-donât tease.â
Heâs letting out such a dark chuckle, hot against your sloppy hole. Awe-struck at the way youâre glistening and clenching around nothing - so much so that Nanami almost considers taking off those tinted glasses to see this heavenly view better.Â
But no, instead, heâs breathing out a little, âFine.â Interrupting your soft sigh of relief to continue, âBut you better not get my hah- glasses dirty, darling.â
Nanami doesnât wait for your response - he doesnât have to. Already knowing that youâll be giving him a delirious little nod in agreement. So heâs digging his neat fingernails into your hips, pulling you closer to spread your lips with his tongue. Lapping so obscenely at the slick beading at your cunt over and over and-
It wasnât enough.
âShit. Fuck-â you flinch - maybe from those depraved little profanities hissed into your cunt. Maybe from the cold metal of his glasses hitting your heated core. Probably from the way Nanami was bullying his soft tongue into your tight pussy.
Pushing past that feeble resistance, one hand reaching behind to arch your deeper into his mouth. The other toying with your sensitive clit. Rolling the nub between two long fingers while he dips in and out of your hole at such a ruthless pace. In and out in and out in and-
âOh- fuck fuck fuck, Kento-â youâre grabbing at the expensive sheets so hard you worry they might tear. Thighs shaking and sliding off his shoulders. âSâtoo much- too deep.â
And ah, for how much Nanami pretends to be annoyed as he wraps your legs back around his head - it sends all the blood in his body rushing straight to his cock at how wrecked his cute wife was.
Moaning around your entrance, âRemember what I mm- said.â Your juices starting to drip down the corners of his mouth now. âGet it dirty and-â
âKento! Oh my god-â You buck wildly as he starts drawing lewd little circles on your clit. Nanamiâs little warnings the last thing on your mind as you feel yourself losing more and more of your sanity with each drip! drip! drip! of your slick down onto the mattress below.Â
Glasses completely fogged now, he makes out with your cunt through pure, feral need. Tongue matching in time with each yelp of his name leaving your mouth.Â
âF-fuck.â Nanamiâs smacking his lips against your own. âYou taste so good. So heavenly.â Your gummy walls sucking him up so sinfully that it was almost difficult to move faster, more erratic. âGonna make a mess fâme now? Gonna hah-âÂ
And, well, you did always manage to surprise him.
Because Nanami doesnât even get to finish his sentence, before your slutty pussy is gushing all around him.Â
Everywhere. Making such a mess as he tonguefucks you through your high, letting you use and angle his mouth all you wanted. So so sloppy with the way youâre soaking him in all your juices - down his chin, his tongue, all the way up to his sharp cheekbones and even-
âMy glasses.â Head so fucked-out already, you almost miss Nanamiâs dangerous little mutter. Raising your eyes to meet his and oh. Shit. âYou dirtied my glasses.â
As if to prove his point, Nanami them off, running a long finger down his frames. Slowly. Agonizingly. Pooling all your sweet slick on his fingertips, so tauntingly inspecting it in the dim lighting.Â
In a split-second, those dripping wet glasses are resting on the bridge of your nose, forcing you to peer over them at a dangerously looming Nanami.
âTold ya not to dirty my glasses, my love.â Smiling so dangerously, âThink this naught cunt of yours should be taught a lesson for that.â
⥠GETO SUGURU - Favorite part
Geto thinks that this might be his favorite part, whispering a ragged little, âGod, do you know how pretty you hah- look right now?â
You didnât - and itâs all you can do to even try and understand what your boyfriend was even cooing from behind. Too caught up in the way your legs were so pathetically trembling with the need to bounce back on his swollen cock.Â
âHngh- f-fuck Sugu- I-â
Sure to leave such lewd little marks for Geto to ogle at tomorrow, his toned pelvis against your ass, heavy balls on your clit, fingers on your hips to steady your fucked-out self. Sloppy - bruising, even.Â
So it only made sense that your high was the same - and he can only watch, eyes half-lidded, pupils blown, jaw falling slack in disbelief at the way your cunt was just gushing all around him. Fucking him over and over through your high.Â
âShit- shit shit shit.â you hear him breathe, fingers toying with your pretty clit desperately. âJusâ like that. Good girl.â
Your sweet sweet juices soaking his painfully hard cock, dripping down, down, down his heavy balls, glistening against his thighs. Squirting so obscenely around his twitching cock and shit- he just canât help but go over the edge as well.Â
âOh- oh god.â Geto throws his head back, giving you one, harsh thrust before heâs spilling all into your quivering cunt. Coating your walls such an obscene white, âThis pussy is ngh- magic, gorgeous. Fucking love her.â
Loved how you were squeezing him so tight.Â
Loved how you were so messy.Â
Loved how it made him think that you could squirt all over his dick again.Â
And he canât stop - couldnât, even if he wanted to. Hips still moving in quick, ragged jabs to your poor cervix, eyeing the way your poor, abused pussy was still drooling all around him. A lewd little mess of slick and cum, forming a pool on the sheets below.Â
And Geto canât even think to bring himself to be disgusted - why would he? After all, this was his favorite part, right?Â
âYou can mm- gimme another one, right?â You shiver as he flattens his feet on the damp mattress, kissing up your arched spine. Keening at the change in angle as his cock bullies impossibly deeper. Stars behind your eyes at how unfairly easily he finds that one spot. âYour slutty pussyâs gonna s-squirt all over me again?â Fat head hitting it over and over and-
âSuguru!â you squeal, and Geto raises his brows. Knowing you were absolutely fucking wrecked already - you never called him by his full name until you were fucked so dumb you couldnât remember his nickname. âSâtoo- much. Mâtoo ngh- sensitive.â
Your hands reach out to grab for the headboard - nails digging into the wood. Getoâs throbbing cock massaging your gummy walls so agonizingly that you almost miss him mutter a quiet, âNow, that wonât do.â
And before you know it, his big hands are prying yours off the bed, intertwining them so gently with his. Romantic - but you knew better, Geto just didnât want his pretty girl to run away.Â
Not when he knew you were so close - could tell by that breathy little ah! ah! ah! leaving your lips.Â
âPlease-â
Huffing in amusement, âPlease what?â
And you donât even know what youâre begging for - maybe for mercy? For Geto to let you fucking breathe? His cock too bruising against your cunt, drawing out incoherent whines with each drag of his tip down all the right spots. Trying so desperately to fuck that second orgasm out of you.Â
âHeh, canât even fuck- talk.â And itâs so dizzing how heâs puncturing each word with such a rough ram of his cock. So mean with the way he dips a hand lower to graze a long finger down your sensitive cunt - so messy and sensitive. Chuckling at your cute lilâ whines - at the way theyâre suddenly cut short when Geto shoves his dripping wet fingers between your lips. âNgh- well, if you donât wanna talkâŠâ
Close. Too close.Â
You mewl at the way he was pressing right at the back of your tongue, feeling the lewd little taste of him and you and him. âMmmpf- what are you-âÂ
âAt least donât try to escape, gorgeous.â he leans in close - so close. Long inky hair tickling your spine, breath hot against your ear, lips grazing yours. You think you could just pass out right then and there as his soft tongue darts out to lick at the mess heâs smeared across your glossy lips.Â
Grinning at the taste, at that look in your eyes that told him your cute cunt was about to give him another show, âCuz this is my favorite part.â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - Hair tie
If anyone found out why Choso Kamo was never seen without that black hair tie around his wrist, theyâd laugh in your face and tell you what a great joke that was.Â
That inconspicuous little thing heâd take around everywhere, whether he had his hair up or not. Itâs not like he exactly needed it, and most just assumed it was a fashion statement.Â
Only you knew what it meant to have Choso thumbing that little red imprint in public. Hooking a finger underneath, pulling back ever-so-slightly to let it snap! against his skin. Looking you right in the eyes as he does. Something dangerous. Subtle. Something that has you pressing your thighs together.Â
Something that has him pulling you to the nearest changing room in this crowded shopping mall, one hand covering your mouth, muffling your sweet sweet moans. The other, knuckle-deep in your dripping cunt. Â
âSorry, baby.â he gasps, kissing your forehead so mockingly gently. âYou just looked so fuckinâ pretty in that skirt. Needed you so- hah- bad.â
The skirt that was currently bunched at your waist, crumpling at Choso pushes you harder against the cool wall.Â
But Choso couldnât give a fuck about that right now, not as he shoves a knee between your trembling legs. He couldnât have his girl falling now, right? Long fingertips so desperately massaging your plushy walls, searching for that one-
âMmpfh! Hngh-â
Found it.
Without another word, heâs reeling two fingers back - all the way until they were barely kissing your sloppy hole. Plunging back in, hitting that spot over and over like he was addicted to the way your cunt was trying to suck him up so good. High off of every cute lilâ whine that escapes through his palm.Â
âShit, so fuckinâ gorgeous.â Breath hot against your ear, âLook.âÂ
You barely even realize it before you are, gasping at the obscene sight below. Your drenched panties pulled so lazily to the side. Sloppy.Â
âCanât get enough. Shit-â Pulling back to show off your slick glistening on his fingers, dripping down, down, down to that sinful hair tie. âFuuuck, baby. Need you to cum on my fingers. Please. Please-â Puffy folds milking Chosoâs fingers so hard that you wonder whether it didnât hurt - whether his wrist wasnât cramping up now, fingers sore.Â
And if they were, then, Choso didnât show it. Instead, heâs bullying a third finger inside your poor cunt, the stretch too much that you canât help but squeal. So fucking loud.Â
Knock! Knock! Knock!Â
âIs everything alright in there, maâam?â
Oh if the way your heavenly cunt was clenching around him was anything to go by, then Choso wished he did this sooner.Â
So entranced that he almost missed the concerned, âMaâam?â from outside.Â
âWh-whatâs the matter, baby?â he whispers lowly, biting down teasingly at your earlobe. Fingers still relentless, speeding up, even. And you could only pray the employee outside couldnât hear the lewd squelches as he did. âShy? Answer the hah- question.â
And shit, you could cry as he wrenches his hand away from your mouth. Grinning as you let out a broken little, âY-yeah.â Cringing at how unconvincing you sound, âIâm jus-â
Whatever stupid excuse that was to come out of your mouth dies in your throat as Choso runs his thumb over your throbbing clit.Â
âI-Iâm al-right.â
âAre you sure?â
âYes.â
And itâs as if he takes that up as a challenge to prove youâre so utterly not.Â
Not when Chosoâs drawing tight little circles in time with the way heâs hitting that one spot, arching you like such a slut into his touch. Ignoring the concerned remarks from outside as he speeds up his pace, not even bothering to cover your mouth this time because he wanted to hear all your pretty moans.Â
So much so that youâre mentally preparing to get caught - maybe even arrested.Â
But still youâre so close.Â
Halfway through imagining how Choso would snap his hair tie during the trial when that voice speaks up again. âWellâŠplease let us know if you need any help.â
Those footsteps from outside barely even heading away before heâs sighing, âSheâs gone now.â he bites down on your lower lip. âYâcan hah- cum fâme, yâknow? Make a mess?â Grinding down his rock-hard erection on your thigh, already so damp through his pants. âFucking cover me in it.â
And then you are - all over Chosoâs hand. Kissing him hard, to stop yourself from screaming as he quirks his fingers just right. Fucking you through your high as you drench him in all your juices, soaking his hair tie, trailing onto the floor in a lewd drip! drip! drip!Â
Obscene. Exactly the way he wanted it.Â
So fucking pretty with the way youâre squirting all over his hand, thighs trembling, lips wobbling. That new skirt of yours so filthy now that Choso canât help but eye the pile of clothes right next to you. Gritting out a ragged, âWe got so many more clothes to try on.â
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - X marks the spot
âYouâre going to cum fâme just like this, okay, brat?â
Maybe itâs the way youâre sat so prettily on Sukunaâs muscular thigh, squirming ever-so-slightly as he starts bouncing his leg to the beat of the thumping music. Maybe itâs the way you canât do anything but let out a stifled gasp, desperately trying not to attract any attention towards the two of you in the dimly-lit VIP area of this overcrowded club.
But Sukuna just canât help but tease you.Â
Canât help but trail a finger along your thigh, goosebumps rising so deliciously at the scrape of his nail. Up, up, up to confirm his suspicious and oh-Â
He was right. No panties.
âHeh, such a naughty little minx, arenât ya?â he canât help the surprise that bleeds into his voice, pulling your back flush against his chest. Cradling your neck into his pecs, âActing all innocent but youâre just begging to be used like such a slut, huh?â
The clink of a belt, and suddenly youâre feeling a sliver of skin - warm. Soft, sat right above where you knew he had that sinful little tattoo.Â
âB-but Kuna-â you flinch as the cold air hits you before you know it. Looking over your shoulder to catch that fucking smug smirk as Sukuna flips your flimsy skirt to rest your dripping cunt on his bare thigh. And to anyone else, it would probably just look like youâre just seated on his lap. But you gasp, âHere?â
âWhy not?â
If anyone heard your broken whine, then you didnât have the courage to raise your head and look. Hazy eyes locked with Sukunaâs as he starts rocking you on his thigh. Fingers digging into your hips, dragging your sloppy pussy. Grip tight, bruising almost - like he was trying to hold himself back from doing anything more.Â
âAww, my messy girl.â And fuck if it wasnât difficult to not just fuck you right then and there with the way your puffy folds were spread on his thigh. Drooling all the way down to the gaudy couch below. âWhoâre you this wet for?â
But Sukunaâs skin against your was so hot. Your brain too foggy. His words too mean. And you canât help but let out some incoherent babble.
One that has him wrapping a hand around your neck, nails positioned right above your racing pulse, forcing you to blink tearily up at him. âSorry, pretty. Canât hear you above this fuckinâ music.â Biting down on your earlobe - just a little punishment, âWhat were you sayinâ?â
âNgh- f-fuck-â you moan, clit catching on the curves and dips of his muscles, rippling as he bounces you faster in time with your slutty lilâ movements. âOnly for ngh- you.â
Voice such a low purr in your ear now, âWho?â
âY-you, Kuna-â
âYeahhhh, fuck.â he grunts, angling his head just right to better take in the fucking heavenly view. Back arching, swollen folds spread so shamefully as you hump him like some bitch in heat. Making such a mess all over his thigh tattoo in a way that makes Sukuna so fucking glad he got it. âSâexactly what I like to hear.â
And God, he didnât even have to tell you for you to realize. Because you could feel the way his rock-hard cock jumps against his boxers - so rock-hard and pressing up against your ass in a damp patch.Â
One hand tightening around your throat, the other dipping below to draw urgent, messy little circles on your clit. Over and over.Â
You dare to crack an eye open and look at the room around you, hips still grinding down so pathetically on his thigh. Clenching down so hard on nothing as you wonder how someone - anyone - could see the two of you and-
âOi, look at me, brat.â heâs tugging your head up to his again. Hands getting more erratic - like he wanted to distract you from anything but him him him. âFocus on me. On how fucking good this pretty pussy is feeling.â
As if you could do anything but.
Bucking softly into his angry erection, causing Sukuna to let out a low, drawn-out hiss. âEvil lilâ thing.â he drags his lips down your sensitive neck. Pulling your hips harder against that tattoo. âGuess it ngh- makes sense though becauseâŠâ you blink up tearily at him as he trails off. Barely noticing the trembling in his fingers, both your rhythms getting so sloppy. Untimed. As rough as the look in Sukunaâs eyes as he whispers, â-because youâre mine.â
And then he spits - right into yout waiting mouth. Once. Twice.Â
Loud enough that it definitely makes a few stray onlookers glance, faces immediately burning at the sight of Sukuna kissing you. Just a messy clash of lips and teeth and tears.
Tears as you cum with a strangled gasp, drunk up so greedily by Sukuna as you squirt all over his thigh. So fucking messy. Seeping into his pants, all the way down to the couch below, but especially his tattoo. That ring of ink soaked in your juices - right where Sukuna wanted.
And if you were in any better state of mind youâd have been embarrassed - shy, even.
Instead, youâre glancing down at the way his thigh was glistening in the dim light, delicate strings of slick snapping as you lean back closer.Â
âDonât you have- hah- the same tattoo on your cock, too, Kuna?â
⥠GOJO SATORU - Sweeter this way
âSuch a filthy cunt on my sweet, sweet girl.â Gojo has the audacity to throw his head back and laugh - laugh - at how breathless and fucked out you were on top of him already. âCâmon, what ngh- happened to taking control?â
Ah, right - you bat your lashes lazily, blinking away the tears in your eyes to be met with that fucking smug smirk on your boyfriendâs face. So much for taking control tonight.
âY-youâre a ngh- cheater, Toru.â you hiss, but you canât stop your hips from grinding down so pathetically to meet with his rough pace. Jolting every time his leaking tip hit that one spot. âIt was sâpposed to be hah- m-my turn to take charge.â
And oh how you had the strongest whining underneath you, two big arms looping around your waist to pull you against his toned chest.Â
âBut, sweetheart~â Craning his neck to graze his lips against your bruised ones - so fleeting, gentle. Exactly what his hips werenât. âIsnât it s-so much sweeter this way?â
You donât know what it is about it - maybe at the dangerous little tone dripping from Gojoâs words. Maybe at the way each one was punctured by a messy, harsh thrust into your tight pussy. But it has shivers running down your spine - all the way to your bulging cunt, so stuffed and ravaged by his cock.Â
Words a bit more breathless than youâd have liked as you mutter, âW-what do you oh fuck- Toru. What do you mean âsweetâ?â
The only response you get is one hand pushing the hair out of his eyes, the other just bruising on your hips. Pulling you up, up, up on Gojoâs swollen cock like you were weightless, the arms in his biceps rippling when Gojo slams you down. Hard.Â
Toned pelvis hitting your ass as he rams his cock into you. Again. And again. And again and again and-
âMâgonna show ya.â he grins, free hand roling your poor clit between two fingers. âGonna show ya how much sweeter fuck-â Gojoâs eyes fly open as you clench so hard around him. On purpose - a warning. âHah, feisty. But just you wait. Mâgonna show ya.â
Having you feeling more and more like some curse heâs out to vanquish with the way heâs fucking you so merciless.
âMerciless?â Gojo cocks his head in a way that almost makes you forget to realize that oh, shit you said that out loud. âMhm, sure did.â he hums, in a tone that was way too proud of himself. âNâ you h-havenât even seen the ngh- best of it.â
You were getting impatient now - and so was Gojo.Â
For all his talk, letting you grind your hips down to meet his rough cadence. So difficult with the way the man was getting impossibly faster. Sloppier.Â
The look in his eyes is so feral. His hands so unforgiving, pushing your knees further apart. So erratic on your clit, drawing quick, messy little patterns in a way that has you wondering whether this is more for you or himself.Â
Heâs whispering, like a mantra now. âGonna show ya- gonna show hah- fuck- mâgonna.â Running only on this and the way you were sucking him up so obscenely. Clit throbbing so fast under his thumb in a way he knew that it was about to be- âNow.â
As if on command, you cum. And not just any orgasm - no, when Gojo Satoru is out to prove a point, he will prove it five times over. Which is why he has you squirting like such a slut all over his rock-hard cock.Â
âOh- f-oh my god. Toru!â
Gojoâs own orgasm just a quick, sharp spike of pleasure, coating your puffy walls an obscene white before heâs pushing your limp body further back to get a better view and shit-Â
That only has you gushing around him harder. So animalistically. Dick twitching wildly at the slick glistening all over Gojoâs abs, dribbling down, down, down to those tufts of white at his base. Some reaching his parted lips, and fuck if Gojo can stop himself from running his tongue along them.
Running a finger at the lewd pool on his abs before bringing them up to his mouth, âOh, baby.â Eyes half-lidded, miles away yet still boring right into yours as he licks up his dripping wet index with a lewd groan. Pooling your sinful juices on his tongue. Heady. Addictive. âSee? Sweeter this way.â
Your jaw drops into a soft oh! as Gojo pulls away with a lewd pop! looking like it fucking killed him to do so.Â
Strings of slick connecting to those pretty pink lips, snapping ever so slightly as he murmurs a dark, âWonder if itâll be twice as sweet if I cum twice in your pretty pussy, hm?â
A/N. Hope yâall have a good day.
Plagiarism not authorized.
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iâve been giving myself haircuts since i was 12 and kokonoi hates it
#every time i tell him iâm going to give myself a haircut heâs like WAIT#pounding his fists on the bathroom door like STOPP YOURE BETTER THAN THIS#fighting for his life trying to give me his card#i keep cancelling appointments he makes me#mf canât even tell the difference till i say something#or he straight up sees my hair in the bathroom trashcan and sighs#all my other f/os donât gaf#kakucho might be concerned when i first tell him#but he sees that i do a good job and never worries again#kokonoi freaks out every time i look at it in the mirror too long#he hears that snip snip sound in his nightmares#venus talks#venus.koko <3
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Content Warning: College MHA AU, Oral (F! Receiving), Bakugo being Bakugo, Reassurance, SoftDom!Bakugo
You cried during sex and it freaked Bakugo outâŠ
âB-babâ-y/n?!â The soft concerned look on his face in contrast on what he was just doing between your thighs was almost enough to make you break into a chuckle.
Not knowing what personal space is he cupped your chubby tear stained cheeks with his warm sweaty palm and rubbed the wetness away the best he could, âWhy didnât you use the safe word?!â
You blink, you could feel your high slowly wearing off if it wasnât for his knee rubbing up against your clit. He didnât even realize he was so close. âHuh?â
âDid I hurt you? Why âwhy didnâtââ
The tears just flowed naturally from your face, this was your first time with him and this new feeling of passion left you overwhelmed, his kissed, his curious touches, the groans and pants coming from you both as you rolled around in the messed up sheets of his bed.
His mouth was just as curious and intense as his hands, and in Bakugo fashion he gave it his all, looking up over the valley of your pretty breast to take notes of your reactions; to watch your face change when his tongue flicks in a new area, his lips practically made out with your lower ones which drew out a slurry âKatsuki~â and whine, which turned him on so much he kept doing so until he slid his thick muscle inside you, his ego inflated in ways he didnât think could hearing you whine and moan for him, he grew confident, shaking his head back and fourth, in circles softly groaning while the slick mixture of his drool and your arousal. His forearm holding down your thighs to get a wider view of your his pretty pussy.
Who knew he was such a messy eater.
But he stopped, you started crying.
The blonde would first hurt himself before he ever hurts you, especially after giving him the chance to share such an intimate moment . He panicked.
âKatsuki, itâs okay.â You cut off his stammers, his voice was already cracking, you tend to forget how sensitive he really is under that hard exterior. You rose your back up on the headboard and pulled him down, his arms changing you in on the side of you, âI wasnât in pain. It was the opposite.â
âHow, dumbass you fuckingââ
âShut up.â You try to keep a deadpanned face, but the scent of your pussy on his breath made you subtly bite your lip, it was hot. âWell first off you were overstimulating me. Secondly, sometimes we can instinctively cry when something feels good or overwhelming, kinda like when you see people cry during weddings. TheyâreâŠhappy tears.â
His face was pouted, small beads of sweats trickling down his forehead, and cheeks so warm and squishy you pinch âem to get a reaction out of him, âTchâŠ.i knew that.â
ââŠ.I was really making you feel good?â
You smile, landing a slow kiss on his slightly thinner ones and tugging his fattier lower lip, you nod, âYou made me feel really good. So good I cried. Itâs a compliment.â
Bakugo ponded for a few seconds,finally relaxing his body to let you hold him for a moment, your heart beats laid in sync with each other, enjoying the quiet ambiance of his dorm , naked and comfortable.
âDo you still wanna keep going or wanna try again later?â
âOnlyâŠonly if you want toâ-I mean I do obviously, but I donât wanna make it weird.â
âYou couldnât make it weird if you tried I wanna keep goingâŠ.i was close.â You fake pouted at him, a crack of the smile came from Bakugo, he sighed in fake annoyance rising up,
âThen lay back,â He says as he pulls you by your thighs so you can lie flat on your back, âthis time donât cover your mouth when I eat you, okay? âŠ.You sound hot.â
âWe wonât hear the end of it in class tomorrowâŠâ
âI donât give a fuck.â His last words were muffed by his lips pressing against your sticky gooey pussy.
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