#it won't get me any damn help; so I'm better off just continuing to slowly try and sort shit out myself

[rokkit-story-time]

"L-look, I just... I wanted to chill out for a few days, yeah? Cats are a good form for that!"

I nodded slowly as I kept petting. The slow, gentle strokes along his fur seemed to be helping. "And now you've forgotten... how your power works?"

"No!" It was less a shout and more a whine. I decided to assume it was the cat body changing the quality of the voice. "I... I don't have a 'default' or anything, you know? I don't just 'shift back' to my original self, I actively turn *into* it each time. A-and now I'm..." They tuck their nose between their paws. "...I can't picture what I looked like clearly enough to change..."

Oh. "I have some pictures of us from a year or two back. Would that help?"

He looked up at me and blinked, then lowered his head back onto the couch. "Yeah... yeah that should be enough to go off of. Now all the panic feels a little silly..."

I didn't reach for my wallet right away. "I mean, you couldn't have known when I'd come over."

"Yeah, I guess, but even if it was a little uncanny, I could've turned back into something with hands and sent you a message asking..."

"...so why didn't you?" There was something else here. I could feel it. So I started nudging. "And before you say you were panicking too much, you've been silent for *days*. That doesn't seem like a short-term lapse in judgement."

"W-well, I was still enjoying being a cat up until yesterday!" The protest was weak; there *was* something else going on. "A-and..."

"And... you didn't want to change back?" I offered.

"No! M-maybe?" They tensed like they wanted to flee, but slowly relaxed again under my continued reassuring scritches. "I want to change back into a *human* again, b-but..."

I looked at them with a smile and nodded. "But...?"

They looked at me, then shifted to rest their chin on my leg. "...remember last year? At that club event?"

They paused, so I nodded and continued for them. "I wanted a possible hookup and you decided the discount was worth it, so we ditched the faux-het-couple routine by you turning into a girl." I tried to keep any smugness out of my encouraging smile. They were different that night, and no amount of excuses had made me forget just how.

"W-well, I, um... th-that was the first time I'd ever done that." They refused to look at me, but I nodded anyway. "But it... w-wasn't the last? I-I mean, it was the last in... in public..."

They seemed to have trouble continuing, so I offered another nudge. "...but sometimes you'd do it again in private...?"

"...yeah. I... I tried out different looks and body types. A few of them I really liked. And sometimes, I... I caught myself wishing I could wear a look all the time. While going about my life, you know?"

"...why can't you~?"

They raised their head, and even the cat features managed to look utterly incredulous. "What, do you want me to out myself as a shifter!? Or are you suggesting I fake my own death or something?"

I couldn't help but laugh as I shook my head. "Nothing that dramatic! C'mon, you can be subtle. Call up a therapist, talk about your feelings a bit, get a prescription for some new medication..."

"...so like... actually transition...?"

I nodded. "If that's how you feel, then yeah." My smile widened as I scritched under their chin for a moment. "In case it wasn't clear, I'm here for you and will always support you fully. And I say you should do what feels right!"

"M-maybe. But that whole plan feels, I dunno... a little disingenuous?"

"So you can pass better than most and won't actually need any HRT or any surgery. Does that change who you want to be?"

She laid there for a long moment before responding. "...no..."

I nodded, still alternating between head scritches and long pets down her body. "...have a name in mind~?"

"...Coral..."

"Damn, you picked a pretty one~" I flopped back against the couch. "You've really been thinking about this ever since that night at the club, huh?"

"...yeah..." She was silent for a few more moments before speaking up again. "...sorry. I... I should've talked to you about it before now. I kept meaning to! But there was always some excuse I'd give myself, and then I wouldn't be able to speak up, and..."

I just nodded. "I get it. Kind of a shame, though... I could've asked you out waaay sooner."

"You... what!?" Watching the cat body language take over as she suddenly leapt up and backwards made it *really* hard not to laugh, but I held it down.

"Well yeah, remember how I kept saying I wanted to make sure I only left with the cutest girl at the club? Well, the cutest girl at the club that night was *you*. But I couldn't just say, 'hey you should turn yourself into a girl more so we can date' or anything. Glad I didn't too, or I wouldn't get the chance to see what other cute looks you've grown attached to~"

"Y-yeah, I-I guess you're right!" The panic in Coral's voice was similar to when I'd first gotten there, but somehow much more gay this time. "I uhhh, I should probably go change then!"

I patted my pocket as she dashed for the stairs. "Need that picture~?"

She stopped. "...no. Not right now, at least." She looked back at me with what I could only assume was the cat version of an emotional smile. It was *adorable*. "Thank you~"

I just nodded again as she turned and zoomed up the stairs, excited to see what she might look like when she came back down.

Your friend, a shapeshifter (a secret you've kept since childhood) hasn't answered your texts in days, so you head to their home. Upon arriving, you find that they're in the middle of an existential crisis; they can't remember how to turn back into their original, human form.

[medicinemane]

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[redhead1180]

Mommy

Pairing - JJ x fem!reader

Summary - JJ gets a little needy

Warnings - MDNI - Smut, oral, cursing, sub!JJ x Dom!reader, p in v, creampie, Mommy kink, I think that's it, but let me know if I missed any

A/n - Got this idea from @juniebugg as we both needed a Mommy kink JJ. Only my 2nd published story, hope it's not terrible. Not entirely proofread, so I am sure errors exist. His tongue in this gif just made me cream my pants.

18+. MDNI below cut

After a long day of surfing, you and the pogues were finally back at the Chateau for a bonfire and drinks. You were sitting on JJ's lap, halfway turned to him, with your arm around him, rubbing his neck and running your fingers through his hair. Every so often you would tug a little and JJ would let a little whimper out, telling you he was in one of his moods. The kinda of mood that made you grin like a Cheshire cat.

"Baby can we got to bed?" JJ whines in your ear.

"Just a little longer, Mama isn't ready for bed yet." I whisper back. He looks at you, his ocean blue eyes pleading with you to change your mind. "Stop begging, you won't change my mind." I say sternly but sweetly. His bottom lip juts out just a little.

As we all laugh and joke, I feel JJ getting fidgety and he can barely sit still. I feel his hard on through my jean shorts and sigh knowing he wasn't going to last much longer. I tell the group we are going bed and grab JJ's hand to walk into the Chateau. He is nearly on top of me following behind me as we head to spare room, aka JJ's room.

We get into the bedroom and JJ locks the door, I turn around and tell him to strip and sit on the bed. He sits and starts rambling "I'm sorry mommy, I just...you looked so damn good in your bikini, surfing and I just need you so bad." I look over and his dick is so red and precum already coming out the tip. I walk over and lean over him, my cleavage right in front of his face, and teasingly ask "Do you need mommy to make you feel better, help you out?" He let's out a whimper, "yes, o fuck, yes mommy".

I could tell he wanted to touch my tits so bad, but didn't want to get in trouble.

"Has my baby boy been a good boy today?" I ask.

He nods, "JJ, remember we use our words"

He whispers "yes mommy"

I reach up and slowly untie my bikini top, letting it fall down to the floor. My eyes never leave his as I watch him almost drool seeing my boobs free, then I unbutton and unzip my shorts and push them down and off, making a little show for him, leaving me in my bikini bottoms. His hands are fists as he grabs the sheets beneath him and he lets out a little whine.

"Do you want to untie mommy's bikini for me?" I ask.

JJ's head literally turns into a bobble head as he mumbles "yesmommyfuckyes" He reaches out and quickly unties and tosses the bottoms across the room. He goes to grab my hips and I tsk at him. He whines and puts his hands back beside him on the bed. I can tell it is taking every ounce of control from him not to just grab me and slam me on the bed, but he does not want a repeat of last time when he didn't follow my orders. When I edged him for nearly an hour before letting him cum.

I lean down and kiss him, slipping my tongue in his mouth, as I slowly push him down on the bed. He feverishly kisses me back, letting out a moan as the kiss deepens. As he lays down I let his cock rub against my body as I slide up him, sitting on his rock hard abs. I start kissing down his jaw line and onto his neck finding his sweet spot. He let's out a groan and his hips jerk up as I let out a soft giggle. I start to grind my wet pussy against his abs, as I continue my assault on his neck and collarbone.

"Mommy please let me touch, please I need to touch you"

I sit up to look at him, his pupils blown, eyes begging me to let him have more. I reach for his hands and pull them up to my boobs and use his hands to knead them. He groans as I let go letting him continue and finding some release. I reach back and using my thumb, gently rub the tip of his cock, smearing precum around the tip. He lets out a pornographic moan and bucks his hips up, sliding his cock through my hand. I rub just a few seconds and let go, JJ whimpers and I tsk.

"Mommy wants to sit on your face, if your a good boy and finish mommy off, you can pick which hole you want." JJ had always said from the beginning that he loves when I sit on his face and if he died that way what a way to go.

Bobble head JJ is back, "I will make mommy feel so good, come here"

I slide up, moving my thighs to be more comfortable and hover him.

He gently asks, "can I use my hands?"

"Yes baby"

That was all the permission he needed, he grabbed my thighs pulling me down on his face and he licks a long strip from pussy to clit. He starts slithering his tongue all around my folds, licking every inch as if he is starved. Slipping his tongue in your hole, you moan and grab his hair with one hand and the headboard with another. He licks and sucks and prys his tongue into you until you are grinding his face. Using his hands he reaches and pries open your folds and starts sucking on your clit. He switches between sucking and licking and you can feel the burning in your belly increase. You cry out "O god" and can feel JJ smile.

"Am I making mommy feel good" he asks.

"Mommy's getting so close baby" I gasp out.

He grazes his teeth along my clit and goes back to fucking me with his tongue, I can't stop the moaning and gasps as I get so close. Grinding on him so hard he has to be suffocating, but JJ doesn't stop. I feel the band in my belly start to give and my legs and thighs start to shake.

"Jay I'm cum-"

JJ gives me one more hard suck and bites my clit and I let out a scream and my juices gush all over his face. He licks up every ounce of juice and slowly roles me to my back. I look up and smile and he asks with a smirk "Did mommy like that?"

I chuckle and say, a little breathlessly, "Good boy, now which hole would you like tonight?"

JJ grins "I want pussy and on top tonight"

"A little demanding aren't ya baby boy?" I ask and raise an eyebrow.

"I think I earned it after the orgasm I just gave you" he pouts

I reach up to kiss him, tasting a little of myself, "Hmm I guess you did" as I wrap my legs around him.

He kisses me, his hand slides down over my breast, down my stomach, to my core running his fingers over my sensitive clit and folds. I feel his tip at my entrance and he slowly pushes his cock in me, I gasp, the burn and stretch always feels good. He leans his forehead on mine, staring into my eyes, as he pushes all the way till his hips meet the back of my thighs. He throws his head back and let's out an achy groan.

He pulls out to the tip and slams back onto me, not giving me time to adjust. I could feel subby JJ start slipping away as he speeds up, pounding into me. The attention and neediness fulfilled, he was going back to normal JJ. I didn't mind, the way he was hitting my g-spot, the sky could have caught fire and I wouldn't care.

"Harder" I pant

He grins and dripping with his southern drawl says "As you wish mommy."

He pulls my legs up over his shoulders and starts pounding into me. I let out a half scream and half moan as I scrape my fingernails down his back. He hisses and I no doubt leave some marks.

"Must have found the right spot" he teases as sweat trickles down his forehead. I grab his his ass with one hand and wrap my other around his back, "uh-uhs" flying out of my mouth.

"God, Y/N, you're so fucking tight, feel amazing. Jesus Fuck"

"O God"

"Nah just me baby" JJ brags.

Any other time I would have a sarcastic quip back, but right now I could barely form a thought.

Fire and electricity were rushing through my veins to my core as I could feel JJ's tip smashing into to that gummy spot that causes my eyes to roll back. The band in my stomach was stretched to its breaking point, and I could feel myself about to snap.

"I'm about to cum!"

"Cmon, baby, come for me " JJ breathed into my ear

He just got the words out when my orgasm hit me like a truck at 200 miles an hour. I screamed and dug my nails in his ass and back. I vaguely could hear JJ grunting. After a few more thrusts, JJ slams into me letting out a loud moan and holds it as I feel strings of cum release into me. JJ slowly helps us ride out our high until he collapses on me and buries his face in my neck.

As we lay there, our sweaty bodies intertwined, I run my fingers through his hair, giving him a kiss on his forehead. He lays his head on my chest as we both pant, feeling him get soft while still in me. I hug and he looks up a me and smiles. Reaching up to give me a passionate kiss.

"I love you and am the luckiest guy in the world." He grins at me.

I chuckle and look at him. "I love you too"

He gently pulls out, knowing I am sensitive, and I whine a bit. He chuckles and says "I am not going far." He roles to the side of me and pulls me close. I snuggle into him and find I can't keep my eyes open falling asleep almost immediately.

JJ lays awake a bit longer, watching me sleep and thanking whoever was upstairs that I was his. Soon JJ dozed off never letting go of me.

[cheeseceli]

The Only Good Thing

Pairing: idol Hueningkai × Gn!reader

Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff, fic (1k words)

Prompt: “aren't you the sweetest thing on this side of hell”

Warnings: scenes of overworking, brief panic attack, mentions of insecurities

A/n: because my boy deserves better | daily click

Did I ever tell you I'm not doing well?

Hueningkai should probably calm down. Sweating palms, accelerated heartbeat and a darkened vision isn't exactly the best state he has ever been in. He feels like he's losing it lately.

The pressure of the media, the hatred comments coming from all places at once and the high expectations make his life a living hell. For God's sake, even the compliments feel like daggers. Everything feels backhanded and it's tiring. It's exhausting and he has no idea of how long he can take that for.

But when he sees his members get up and continue practice, he feels a little bit dumbfounded. They suffer that too, don't they? Why do they look okay? Hueningkai feels like he will break if he does as much as getting up, so how are the members so... well?

Is he exaggerating his situation? Maybe that's why the comments say he's burdening the group?

He gets up slowly and trying his best to just not burst into tears. He needs to take it. He needs to keep going.

So he does.

Oh I try, I try, I try, but it takes over my life

Maybe he's doing too much now.

It's been five hours since practice ended. Well, technically. It's been five hours since the rest of the boys left. But for hueningkai, this is just the start of the night.

He feels like he needs to do more. Everyone seems to agree on this, at least. On the fact that he is not enough. He truly doesn't want to leave the group - it's his home, his family and his dream. So the only possible outcome is for him to become worthy of it. So he will try as much as he can, even more than that.

And if it consumes him, well, it's a price to pay, isn't it?

His vision was still dark. He couldn't see properly, so that's probably the reason why he was so lost. Almost losing himself.

He also didn't notice how his cell phone was exploding with notifications. His members asking why he was taking so long to come back to the dorm and you asking where he was.

The gates to get out of hell were open, but he couldn't see amidst his hazy mind.

Dear angel;

It was around 2am when he heard the door to the practice room open and then Kai finally stopped his repeated movements. Standing with all your glory, even with a tired look into your face, you entered the room. If it wasn't for the timing, he could've sworn the sun had just reached its highest point on sky.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?"

"The boys called me a few times. All of them. They were worried because you didn't go home, so they thought you could be with me."

That would've been a way better idea, if he's being honest. It would've gave him the opportunity to sleep peacefully for at least a night before having to face the horrors of life in the morning. But he couldn't have this luxury, could he now?

"I had to practice a bit more. I told them that."

"Well, 'a bit more' is usually just an hour. It's not seven hours after the practice had ended. It's damn late now, Kai."

He looked out of the window. It was very dark outside.

"Why did you come here at this time? It's pitch black outside, something could've happened."

"A friend of mine lent me his car. That's how I came and that's how we'll be going back home."

"I still need to-"

"You need to sleep, Kai. To rest. Working until your bones fall off won't be of any help. Besides, Yeonjun told me you were doing just fine in the practice, why are you training so hard?"

"Because 'just fine' isn't enough" you heard his voice break at that. Everything in him was showing signs of an upcoming collapse. You had no idea of how long he'd be able to take in like that "I need to do better."

He looked at the floor, trying to breathe calmly. He was so focused on dancing before that he didn't feel anything, but now his body was so tired he felt like his knees would give up anytime soon. He already feels like he disappointed so many people, he can't disappoint you. Especially not you.

Even when looking down, he heard your footsteps get closer to him until he felt your hands on his cheeks. His body was extremely hot out of all that practice. The urgency of needing him to rest was just growing by the minute.

"Kai" he still didn't look at you. You knew he felt too ashamed to do so "Kai, please. You are such a good artist. A great one. You put your entire soul into your work and it's beautiful to see. Don't feel like you have to change that."

"I know some people who would disagree."

"I can guarantee you that those people have never seen a video of yours. They had never heard you sing. They are here only to hate because that's the only thing they know how to do. If they did pay attention to anything you ever did, they would fall in love with you. Just like your fans did. Like the boys and I did."

At this point, he couldn't take it anymore. Slowly, Kai gave up to your touch and rested his head on your shoulder, not caring anymore if he was crying or not.

"Let's go home, okay?"

You just felt his head nod in the crook of his neck. He felt that he was still lost in that hell of a maze, but at least now there was an angel willing to guide him through the exit. And God, how he wished he could get out soon enough and just be with you and your light.

Aren't you the sweetest thing on this side of hell?

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[lizzieislife94x]

Birthday Present (e.o)

Requested ❤️

LizziexG!P Reader

Another new one shot for yall enjoy. Always open for Requests to keep the one shots updated so don't be shy no judgements here 😊

Y/ns POV:

I wake up with the smell of eggs and bacon a smile appearing on my face as my gorgeous girlfriend walks on with a tray of of breakfast "wow what's all this for baby" I smile my morning voice a little raspy "it's my baby's birthday so I wanted to make breakfast in bed before the madness of today starts" I groan a little taking the tray as lizzie sits beside me her hand resting on my arm "I love our friends and family but do we have to have a party I hate attention on me I'd rather spend the day with you just going for a meal and being with my love" she giggles and leans forward pecking my lips "sorry baby they want to celebrate with you but don't worry I have great presents for you when they leave and it's just us I think it will help you unwind" she smirks biting her lip I can't help but giggle as I eat my breakfast lizzie cuddling into me.

5 hours later:

"Baby please tell me you're ready people will be arriving in like 5 minutes" I hear lizzie yell from the bedroom I take one final look at myself in the mirror and walk out "how do I look" I say looking at lizzie as her jaw drops "babe it's just smart dress pants and a shirt it's nothing special" I laugh walking towards her my hands resting on her waist as I kiss her head "no you look fucking sexy god damn if we didn't have people arriving any minute I'd be ripping those clothes off you" I bite my lip feeling a twitch in my pants "behave baby or I won't be able to go see people" she let's out a groan as we walk downstairs the house slowly filling with our friends and family I greet everyone as they arrive and thank them for coming after an hour the party is in full swing people people talking from both our familys, music playing some people outside talking I can't help but smile we've been lucky that both our family's get along amazingly and enjoy being the others company "hey baby here you go" I'm snapped put of my thoughts by lizzie handing me a beer I take it and laugh slightly "babe it's only 4.30pm are you trying to get me drunk" she smirks as she sips her drink "maybe now drink my love " I don't argue and join my girl in having a drink as the party continues.

7 hours later:

"Thanks for coming" I yell a little to loud as the last of the guests leave lizzie giggling beside me as we close the door and head inside as I go to start cleaning lizzie calls my name making me turn as I turn  she pushes me making me stumble back falling onto the chair that was behind me "wh.." before I can question her she walks towards me slowly "shhh baby you got your gifts from everyone else now it's time for mine" I laugh and hold her waist as I pull her closer "but baby you got me a watch and new pant suit" I whisper "that was the first part of the gift time for the second part that I couldn't give you infront of everyone" I moan at her tone and nod my head she turns her back and turns on some sensual music as I bite my lip watching her hips and ass sway "fuck lizzie" I moan out as she sways her hips walking towards me "now now babygirl we both know that isn't my name is it" I shake my head as the member in my pants grows hard "words y/n words use your big girl words" I gulp and watch at she starts to dance against me "so..r..ry mommy" she bites me ear and whispers "that's better baby" I close my eyes as she grinds against my dick her clothes coming off slowly as she gives me a lap dance my hands holding her waist "please mommy wanna be inside you so hard.." I practically beg "oh I know baby mommy can feel your dick getting nice and hard but have a little patience or I won't let you fuck me ill make you watch as I fuck myself all night understand" I whine but agree as she wraps her arms around me her tits in my face as I try to take her nipple in my mouth "awh poor baby you wanna suck mommy's nipples" she questions as I nod furiously "please mommy" she smiles sweetly and guides her tit to my mouth "since its your birthday and you've been a good girl all day" I moan as her nipple slips into my mouth and start to suck like there's no tomorrow she continues to grind against me as she moans above me "mhhh fuck that feels good baby youre such a good girl" she moans out as her hands slide down my body to unbuckle my pants "let go of mommy's nipple so I can get rid of these clothes" I instantly let go and watch as she removes her panties and makes quick work removing my pants and boxers "there we go look at that dick standing so proud for me" she smirks as she puts her legs at either side of me sitting slight making my tip tease her soaking pussy "so wet mommy" I whisper looking up at her as she kisses my jaw "you wanna be inside mommy, do you want me to sit baby" she moans into my ear "please.. want to be inside mommy"

I groan as she sinks down on my dick both of us moaning loudly "fuck mommy so tight and wet" I moan wrapping my arms around her resting my head on her shoulder "all because of you baby you get me so wet baby I love the way you stretch me out" she pants as she shifts slightly "do you want mommy to fuck you" she asks making me look into her eyes "yes mommy" and with that she starts to bounce up and down slowly on my dick my hands sliding to her waist to her her move "yes fuck mommy don't stop wanna fill your tight pussy " she starts to bounce harder and faster at my words as her tits bounce in my face both of us moaning loudly "fuck baby so fucking big you want to fill mommy's unprotected cunt" she questions her eyes locking onto mine "yes fuck wanna fill your unprotected pussy mommy please" I pant as I feel the knot ready to snap "please mommy gonna cum please can I cum" I ask as she bounces faster the sounds of her wet pussy making  it harder to hold back "not yet baby I want you to cum with mommy hold back do fucking close" she screams as her bouncing becomes sloppy both of us moaning sweating messes "fuck baby I'm cumming cum with me cum inside mommy" she cries out as she slams down on my dick with on final thrusting shoot my load deep inside her as her body slumps down on mine "I got you baby" I whisper as I wrap my arms around her holding her close as I continue to cum both of us breathing heavily staying in eachothers arms, after 10 minutes she sits up and holds my cheeks kissing me gently "happy birthday baby I love you" I smile against her lips "I love you too so fucking much" we both giggle as I get up and carry her to bed.

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[a-writer-on-elm-street]

you wanna play knives?

kinktober day one - knife play

pairing: baby firefly x afab!reader

warnings: smut, DUBCON, knife play, blood, fingering, no pronouns used, reader wears a skirt, baby calls reader a bitch

a/n: starting off strong with this one. honestly, i am so down bad for baby it's embarrassing

also, this isn't proof-read and there isn't currently a word count, i will be adding the word count sometime tomorrow

"Wanna play a game?" Baby asked, twirling the point of a knife against the rope tied around your wrist.

You'd been left tied to a chair in her room for the last few hours, just...waiting. And now the blonde had finally returned, a sick smile on her face as she knelt between your legs.

"I'm gonna ask you some questions," she explained, grinning at you. "If you get them right, I'll let you go. If you get them wrong..."

She looked down at the knife above your wrist. "Well...you don't wanna know what happens if you get them wrong."

You simply stared at her, waiting for her to continue.

"Alright. Who is....my favourite movie star?"

"I don't know," you answered, unable to tear your eyes away from her mouth, from the way it seemed to pull into the brightest of smiles.

She was insane, but you couldn't deny that she was fucking beautiful. You supposed this being the last thing you saw would at least soften the blow that you were going to die here.

"Well?" She asked when you didn't offer her a proper answer. "Who's my favourite movie star? You want me to let you go, don't you?"

You should've said yes. You should've desperately nodded and pleaded with her to just let you go.

"I won't say anything, I swear," you should've been saying, tears streaming down your face as you spoke.

But you just sat there, staring at that damn smile.

"Alright, here's another game," she said then, pressing her lips into a line, before moving the point of the knife to your bare thigh. "You wanna play knives?"

Again, you should've frantically shook your head at her, pulled at the restraints and begged to be let go. But you just sat there...waiting.

Did you want this? Did you want to feel her touching you like this? Were you really that fucked in the head?

You watched as she trailed the knife up the inside of your thigh, the cool metal making you shiver.

"Damn, you are much quieter than all the other assholes I've had in here," Baby commented then, dragging the blade closer to your centre. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you actually like being here."

You didn't speak, you just remained completely still, watching.

"Is that it?" She grinned. "Did I get it right? I know I'm right."

Again, you didn't speak, but that didn't stop her from persisting.

"Alright, I have a game. I'm gonna stick my fingers in that pussy of yours, and I'm gonna fuck you. I wanna see how long you can stay quiet." She paused a moment, lifting the flimsy material of your skirt off your thighs, and slipping your panties down your legs. "If you make a sound, I cut you. Got it?"

You nodded.

She grinned, slowly tracing her fingers along the inside of your thigh, stopping when she reached your pussy.

"Remember, you gotta be quiet," she reminded you, before you felt her drag a finger through your folds.

You practically flinched from the contact, a fire already beginning to crackle in your stomach. Holy shit.

Seconds later, she was pushing a finger inside you, and you had to bite down on your tongue to keep a moan from slipping out.

"You like that?" She said, beginning to move her finger inside you. "Huh, bitch?"

You bit your lip, nodding, your eyes fluttering closed.

This was crazy. Absolutely fucking insane. And yet you were enjoying it thoroughly, revelling in the way her finger dragged along your walls, in the sound of her voice as she teased you, trying to get a sound out of you.

After a moment, she added a second finger, and you couldn't help thrusting your hips into her hand, desperate for more friction, your release building.

"Well, damn," she chuckled. "Look at you, all desperate for me."

Against your better judgement, you moaned in response.

"Did I just hear you make a sound?" Baby answered, giggling. "You did, didn't you?"

And within moments, you felt the blade pierce the skin on the inside of your thigh, hot blood spilling out of the fresh wound.

"You lose!" She boasted, grinning as she worked her fingers inside you faster. "Don't worry though, I'll still let you come."

You rocked your hips into her hand harder as she fucked you with her fingers and before long, you were reaching your release, a wave of pleasure coursing through your body as you came around her fingers.

And when you were done, she pulled her fingers out of you, sucking hard on them as she grinned. "Now, I want you to give me a kiss and say: 'thank you, Baby, I had a really good time."

You did as she said, leaning forward as best you could and pressing a forceful kiss to her lips. And then you smiled. "Thank you, Baby, I had a really good time."

And you weren't lying.

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Book of the Damned: Part One

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2k

Warnings: canon angst and violence, extra angst

Summary: Charlie found the Book of the Damned which has the spell to undo the curse of the Mark. You've made yourself clear but they're not listening to you. What better way to show Dean how serious you are than to hit him where it hurts: Your kids, Sam, and Charlie.

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Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Supernatural. All credit goes to their respective owners. I love seeing any and all comments <3

x

You walk in from the kitchen to the library when you stop short just before you're seen. Sam and Dean are talking inside with Cas on speakerphone. Do they know you're here? Do they care? They walk on eggshells whenever you're around so it's refreshing to hear what they talk about when you're not around.

"Can I just kill him now?" Cas groans.

"You know I can hear you, right?" Metatron says from the seat next to him.

So, he's got Metatron, huh? Interesting.

"No, we need him alive for now. Look, after he gives you your Grace back, you can do whatever you want with him," Sam answers.

You'd love nothing more than to drive an angel blade through his pathetic little heart.

"He's human now. How do you kill one slowly and torturously?"

Or maybe just a regular blade will work. A human Metatron brings a smirk to your face.

"I am like two feet from you."

"Anything on the Mark of Cain?" Cas asks, ignoring his human passenger.

The smirk on your face disappears when you hear Cas' words. They're still looking for it. Dean lied to you. You have two options: One, you can go inside and confront them, causing you to either hurt them badly or kill them. Two, you can wait to see what they're up to and figure out how you can benefit from it only to kill them afterwards. You like that plan. You stay hidden and listen in on their conversation.

"No. I mean, I've been digging for something, for anything, but I don't know Cas."

"There is an answer out there. We will find a cure for Dean and Y/N."

Unlikely. Even if they do find it, you'll destroy it in front of them so that they can see all their hard work is gone only to realize you'll be stuck like this forever. Now only if you knew where your soul was, you'd destroy that, too.

"I don't know why you'd want to cure those little firecrackers now. They're finally interest--" Cas punches Metatron in the face based on the sound the human makes. "Ooh!"

"Keep digging," Cas says to the brothers.

Cas hangs up the phone and you're about to go inside when you hear them continue the conversation.

"I have been checking through everything again, double-checking, triple-checking, and--"

"The Mark is a curse," Dean cuts his brother off.

"Yeah, tell me about it," Sam scoffs.

"No, I mean it's an actual curse. Listen, I forgot to mention something about our run-in with Crowley and his mother. Rowena told Crowley that the Mark is a curse. We've dealt with curses. The cure is out there somewhere. Y/N is getting suspicious, okay? You have to work harder. I know it's not fair to ask that of you but she's close to finding out we're still looking for it."

You weren't but it's nice to know that he has that fear in him whenever you walk into a room. If they succeed and take this gift off you, you'll be left with no soul. Your body will crave the power it once had. Will you still have magic if it's removed? You don't think so. The Mark gave you magic to help feed it. Without the Mark, you won't have magic. Scarlet Witch magic is much different than Sapphire Witch magic. Both are powerful but chaos magic is so much more deadly and unpredictable. You love that. You won't part with it.

Sam's phone rings and Dean decides to answer it since Sam is still looking through books.

"Winchester Accounting. How may I help you?" His tone goes serious. "Charlie? What's going on? Where are you?"

"I'm exhausted and I'm bleeding. I'm in a phone booth. A phone booth. I didn't know these things existed outside of Bill and Ted's."

"Okay. Hey, take a deep breath, kiddo. We're both sitting here. Tell me what happened. Why are you bleeding? "

"Is Y/N around?" she pants.

"No."

Are they really that stupid that they won't check where you are? You guess they are.

"I got shot. Did you know dental floss works great on stitches? I only passed out twice, and I'm pretty sure my wound is now minty fresh."

"Charlie, you probably need to go to a hospital," Sam says.

"No, no, I'm fine. I just have to get someplace safe. These guys are still after me."

"What guys? Who?"

"Some southern fried d-bags. They've been after me since I dug up 'The Book of the Damned'."

Book of the Damned? Now this is where things get interesting. Maybe you don't kill anyone yet. Maybe you hold off until you know more about this book. Something like that must mean more power for you and the Mark.

"You found it? Where?"

"After some near misses and some broken into museums, I found historical documents that led to a monastery in Spain. It burned down years ago, left for dead, but I had this hunch about it. Turned out I was right."

"What does it say about the Mark?"

"I have no fracking idea. The language it's written in... I've never seen anything like it. I found some research notes in the monastery crypt, though, by the Friar who buried it. 'The Book of the Damned' is a spell book for creating or undoing any kind of damnation there is. If we translate this thing, I think we can get the Mark of Cain off you and Y/N, Dean."

No, they won't but it will be fun to let them think they will.

"Charlie, you're a genius," Dean smiles.

"A genius fugitive. These dudes following me are well-trained. One of them keeps talking about his family."

"Family? Did you get a name?"

"No clue. I spotted a tattoo on one of them. Might be a family crest. It seemed occultly. As soon as the book was out of the ground, they were all over me. I don't know how much more running I got left in me. They're tracking the book somehow."

"Alright, then we need to get you off the grid, Charlie. Where are you right now?" Sam asks.

"Just south of Des Moines."

"Okay, our friend Bobby, has a whole bunch of cabins scattered all around, places for hunters to crash. It's not much but there's some gear, lore books, and stuff to keep you busy til we get there."

"Okay, bring snacks and every Men of Letters decoder ring there is. This book is old and scary, and I've never seen anything like it."

Old and scary, huh? You bet you're scarier. The thought of it being so dangerous is enough to return the smirk to your face. Okay, you have to think about what you're going to do here. If you walk into the room right now and declare you're going with them, they're going to know you want the book destroyed. You have to come up with some reason they'll believe that will give you an in. Once you do that, you'll destroy the book and their hopes of ever finding a cure.

Once you do that, you're going to hunt down your children and take them away from Dean. His time has expired. It's time for you to make good on your threats.

"So, road trip?" you ask when you step foot into the library. The look on Sam and Dean's faces almost has you laughing. They look so scared. You can't wait to see their faces when they've realized they lost. "Yes, I know you found the book. If you're going to put someone on speakerphone, do it when you know I'm not around."

Dean opens his mouth but can't seem to form any words. He's so scared you're going to go after his kids now. You love having this power over them. You have to give them a reason to believe you're good now, that you want to change otherwise you won't get very far.

"Don't worry, I've done a lot of soul searching." You laugh at your joke. "Life without the Mark wouldn't be so bad."

"What?" Sam asks.

"I want my old life back."

"You do?" Dean asks when he's found his voice.

"Look, I'm tired of you two hunting me, beating me down, and all over my ass. The sooner I get the Mark off me, the sooner I can find my soul. I'll be back to normal. You know, all gushy and full of emotions." Sam and Dean look at each other but they're still not sure if it's a good idea to bring you along. "If you don't take me with you, I'll just follow you anyway."

"Fine. Get in the car."

"Gladly."

You turn and leave the library. Step one is done. Now all you have to do is play the part like a good little girl. Sam and Dean look at each other once you're gone.

"Shit, she knows we're still looking for it," Dean panics. "Is this another one of her tricks?"

"We'd be idiots if we think it's not. Look, if she's with us, she's not with your kids. We just keep her busy until we figure out what game she's playing."

"I hate this," Dean sighs.

"I know. Me too."

"Come on, Charlie needs us."

Sam and Dean pack what they need including a metal box that is lead-lined and warded. If they are going to be messing around with the Book of the Damned, they'll need something to protect it with. Plus, Sam thinks it'll be enough to get it off the radar. Once you're on the road, you're spread out in the backseat with your legs stretched over the entire bench while Sam and Dean are in the front. They're scared to talk about anything with you in the car which gives you joy.

They make it so easy.

"So, are you really on board with the cure for the Mark?" Dean asks wearily.

"What, you don't want your wife back?"

"Yeah, but--"

"Then take me to that book," you cut him off.

You put in your headphones to make it look like you're not listening to them to give them a false sense of security. Just like you suspected, they immediately start yapping when they think you can't hear them.

"How are you doing?" Sam asks.

"Actually good. You heard Charlie. We got a shot at fixing this thing. We can get Y/N back."

"Yeah, if by 'shot' you mean a spell in a book that we can't read that's currently being tracked--"

"We're due for a win, okay? Overdue. I'll tell you another thing, if this actually does work, we're gonna take some time off. "

"What, like a vacation?"

"Yeah, and I'm not talking just like a weekend in Vegas or sitting in some shit motel watching pay-per-porn. No, I'm talking about a beach. Drinking Mai Tais, going for a swim, and mingling with the local wildlife. When was the last time either one of us was on a beach?"

"Never."

"Think about the sand between our toes, Sammy. Sand between our toes."

You open your music app and play one of your songs. They have hope which is what you want them to have before you burn it up and take it away. By the time you get to Charlie, it's already the next day. She is sleeping at one of the tables. Poor thing has been up all night reading notes. You look around the place and feel the book here. It's calling out to you. It wants you to have it.

You're going to get it and then destroy it so no one can use it ever again. You know, after you learn all of its secrets.

"Charlie?" Dean asks and puts a hand on her shoulder. She gasps awake and bolts up with a sticky note on her face. "Hey, it's just us."

She barely registers that you're there. She winces when she stands up. Right. She was shot.

"Were you followed?"

"No."

"How are you feeling?"

"I may have just passed out, but better." She sees you by the door and trails off fearfully. "What is she doing here?"

Dean turns to you, ignoring Charlie.

"You're on our side? Prove it. Heal her."

In order to keep up this facade, you have to do what they say. You push off the wall and walk over to Charlie. She backs up slightly for fear of what you might to do her.

"Relax. I'm not going to hurt you. I've turned over a new leaf."

You touch her shoulder and allow your magic to sink into her skin. Seconds later, her wound is healed. She grins and moves to get feeling back into her body.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it."

Please, don't.

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Sunset Died - Alto/Landgraab Household

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It's now evening and Holly is back from her daily outing. “Oh man, that's so unfair"/ ”What's unfair again, Holly? “/ “You know that very well, mom! I'd love to give the juice to the people here instead of letting him drink it all. “/ “hh… You know…”/ “I don't know anything anymore. Some people are already thinking about getting together for the winter months so they don't have to freeze”.

Holly was really pissed off. After all, she and her family had everything they needed. “Great…if you would at least cook your spaghetti for everyone…”. Vita tried to remain calm. Despite all the circumstances, her daughter's words really got to her. And now that she's pregnant, her nerves are even more frayed than usual. “How's the school set-up going?"/ ‘We're still missing a few tables and books’….

It was almost too late to build a small school for the children. Now that winter is coming, a well-heated room will be needed. But maybe they'll find a solution for that too. “I'll bring my easel at the school , so others can use it"/ ‘Yes, Holly, that's a good idea’.

Since you never knew when a good time was, Gerhard seized the moment anyway. “Would you have a moment to talk after dinner, Nick?"/ ‘How important is it, on a scale of 1-10?’/ ”Cut the nonsense, will you? “. Nick looked at him blankly for a moment. “You've got 20 minutes then, after that I have to go to the bedroom.” Gerhard and the others knew what that meant.

“Don't eat so fast, Malcolm, you had a tummy ache earlier…"/ ”It's all right now. Can I really have my own room, Mom?"/ ‘When we find the right house, then yes…’. Vita looked at her a little skeptically. “Are you sure you'll find something there, Nancy?”. She just looked at her with narrow eyes “You haven't really looked around yet, Vita! At least you don't have to worry, your house is still standing!”.

Vita was piqued. “Oh please, our house hasn't stayed quite intact either, our bedroom is now in the office and the kitchen is just a makeshift"/ ‘at least I helped you build a new kitchen and besides… when we're gone, at least you'll have one more room for the little thing’, Nancy looked at Vita's stomach with a movement of her head. And she just looked at her again with narrowed eyes “Do you think it's better somewhere else than here? I don't think so!"/ ‘That shouldn't be your problem, Vita.’.

The room was silent for a brief moment. Then Nancy continued. “Where have all the good times gone? We were young once too, Vita. Nothing was laid in our laps.” Vita looked at her hesitantly and with one eyebrow raised. “You had a rich mother who left you a lot…"/ ”Leave my mother out of it, do you hear me? And besides, there's nothing left of that or I would have made sure we didn't have to live under one roof with you any longer. I'm sorry, Vita, but we're out of here tomorrow”.

While the women were talking animatedly in the house, the men were talking to each other outside. “When are you going to get some sense, Nick? Can't you see how the others are doing? It all depends on you, why can't you just give in?"/ ”Because then I'll have nothing left but the house."/ ”as you know, money is slowly becoming irrelevant here, only you're still holding on to it”.

“It wasn't just you who built this city back then, don't forget that. My wife also contributed a lot to making the city what it is… Was. And now look around you. Do you really want to go on like this forever? You're going to be a father again, Nick, maybe you'll think about it? Or do you want to raise your offspring to be the selfish asshole you are right now?”.

Nick turned to him and got a little louder again. “Do you think I give a shit? No, damn it…"/ ”Then finally put an end to all this. Give them your shares and finally accept the help of the military. The people here have done a lot on their own by now. And almost got themselves killed in the process. There have already been enough casualties, Nick… And it won't be long before they'll be here on your doorstep because you're not cooperating, believe me.”

“Man Gerhard…"/ ”No… I'm getting sick of hearing it. It would be so easy if you just had a little compassion. And sorry, I'm not going to be a spy for you any more… When's the next delivery coming by the way?"/ ‘I think it's Sunday…’/ ”Then make sure we're not the only ones who benefit from it. Did you know that VJ Alvi has now shot two deer? He distributes the meat among the people… The boy is going to be something”.

“Yes, I… I've heard about it… I need a break "/ ”Nancy and I will look for a new place to stay tomorrow. She can no longer be under the same roof as your wife. And think about your daughter, she's more of a Samaritan than you two ever were. “. Nick had to admit to himself that Gerhard was right. His daughter had taken very good care of the other inhabitants since the meteor storm. “Yes, I know… Now please excuse me”….

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A Downpour in Po Town - Guzma Fluff Imagine (Part 1/?)

I'll probably make a part 2 to this at some point if you guys like it

It wasn't the good side of town. Run down buildings, graffiti everywhere, overrun by a group of troublemakers... Oh, and it's storming. You trudge along the worn sidewalk, weeds growing from the cracks in its foundation. You don't know how you got here in the first place. You were supposed to be home by now.

As the rain soaks your hair and clothes, you grow more fatigued with every step. You look around with a squint, the downpour of rain making it difficult to see even 10 feet ahead of you. Most of the houses had large holes in their roofs, so you couldn't find any decent shelter from the storm. The pouring rain continued to pelt you, leaving chills in its wake as you shudder and hug your arms over your chest. You have to keep going. After a while of looking around, you settle for a small patio, sitting down to rest your exhausted muscles, hugging your knees to your chest and closing your eyes...

"...Hellooo? You hear me?" An unfamiliar voice gradually gets louder as you start to wake up. You slowly open your eyes, groan, and look up at the figure standing over you.

"Huh..?" You mumble, glancing around. The rain stopped, and it was lighter outside. How long were you asleep? You shiver as a breeze blows over your body, your soaked clothes ice cold, and your hair sticking to your skin.

"You deaf or sum'?" The man placed his hands on his hips, raising an eyebrow.

"Sorry...who are you..?" You slowly come to your senses. He seems oddly familiar. Maybe you've seen him before.

"Name's Guzma. Big bad boss of Team Skull." Great. Now you know why he was so familiar. He offered his hand and helped you up. "So, uh, what brings ya to Po Town? Not really the best place for a midnight stroll, ya know." To be honest, you can't remember. You took a wrong turn...or two...maybe three...shit, how far are you from home?!

"I don't know, guess I got lost.." you said quietly.

"Well you're damn lucky I found ya before ya froze to death out here. What were ya thinkin' stayin' outside during a storm?" He crossed his arms, taking off his jacket and throwing it over your shoulders. It was slightly oversized on him, and it practically went down to your knees, but it was warm and much better than the wind making you feel worse.

"Wasn't a lot I could do with all these broken roofs." You glanced around again, subconsciously pulling his jacket tighter around you. Guzma grabbed your wrist, pulling you along as he walked along the road.

"If ya walked for a few more minutes, ya would've noticed the house with a decent roof." Guzma motioned toward Team Skull's base. It was still run down, but in at least a little better condition than the rest of the town. He led you inside, ignoring the confused glances from the grunts.

"Hey Plumes, ya got any spare clothes?" He called as he led you down the hallway. You heard a response from behind a door.

"Yeah, why?"

"Some dork decided to sit out in the storm." He glanced to you, nudging you ever so slightly. A girl with pink and yellow pigtails came out of the room, holding some spare clothes. "Thanks, Plumes." He called as he took you to the end of the hallway, opening the door and handing you the clothes. "Just, uh... let me know when you're done -" He shut the door, leaving you to change. You slip into the dry clothes, feeling an immediate surge of warmth throughout your skin. You wring out your hair, trying to dry it at least a little, and place your wet clothes in the corner before opening the door.

"So I'm assuming ya don't got a place to stay the night." He was right. You didn't know how to get home from here and couldn't call anyone at such an unreasonable hour. You shook your head in response. "Well, uh... you can sleep in here... or if ya'd rather share with a girl, that's cool too.. I probably won't be in here for a while though, so just holla if ya need anythin'."

"I'm okay in here... thanks for..well, letting me stay. For tonight I mean." You shivered again, sniffling.

"Ya feelin' sick?"

"Just a little cold." He didn't seem satisfied with that answer, gently putting the back of his hand to your forehead.

"Damn, you're burnin' up. You should lay down before you faint." He gently nudged you toward the bed. You lay down on the bed, and he puts the blanket over you. "Sorry, don't got any more medicine. And none of the stores are open, so just... hang in there. I'll send someone in the morning." You nod sleepily as he leaves, hearing faint rap music in the background that slowly fades as you fall into a comfortable, warm, dry sleep.

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CHANGE ME CHAPTER FOURTEEN:

Letting out a small yawn, I had read yet another chapter waiting for William to get out of the bathroom.

"My poor water bill..." I said looking at the clock on my phone. "It's been and hour."

Sighing, I shrug off my slight annoyance. I mean, he hasn't showered it thirty five years, so I'll give him a break this time. But tomorrow... all bets are off.

Finally after what felt like an eternity, William opened the bathroom door with an ambiance of steam behind him.

"You wanna help me pay for that water bill?" I asked as I William stepped into the room with a towel around his waist.

"So what's my surprise?~" William asked impatiently completely ignoring my annoyance and giving me a wide, shit eating grin.

"First, put these on." I said handing a pair of  black sweat pants, underwear, and a white t-shirt to William.

"Is this not good enough for you Love?" William asked, feignedly hurt, gesturing to his shirtless and... well everything-less body.

Staring the man in the face, I simply answered, "No."

Even though inside my head, I couldn't help but slightly stare at the man's scarred torso and dangerously low and trusted towel. Fighting the rising heat that threatened to blush my cheeks as my increased heartbeat that felt so loud, it would give my me and my bluff away.

Responding to my not so concealed staring, William smirked wider than usual, as he took the clothes and walked back to the bathroom without another glance back. When the door was finally shut, I let out the subconscious breath I was holding.

"God damn..." I whispered to myself, feeling a childish pink arise on my cheeks.

Shaking my head, I scolded myself for letting my eyes trail like that. As I did, William sauntered out of the bathroom in his new clothes as if he were at a fashion show.

"What'dya think yeah?"

"Looks fantastic." I said calmly no longer looking at him as I once again picked up my book to read.

"I haven't looked this effortlessly sexy since ninety three!" He preened as he went to examine himself in the bathroom mirror.

Quietly scoffing, I rolled my eyes as I got out of bed pulling out a folded cot and sleeping bag from the side of my bed.

Coming out from gawking at himself, William continued to slick back his hair as he watched me set up his makeshift bed.

"This is one hell of a surprise..." William uttered sarcastically.

"Would you rather sleep on the floor?" I asked, irritation laced in my voice.

"No, no.... This is nice...Five stars even!" William said snidely.

"Doesn't get any better! Best place in town!"

"I can tell..." William's spoke scornfully.

"Alright. Now that your bed is ready," I gestured at the cot, "I'm heading to bed, and you should too. Tomorrow, we are waking up early to try and get you a job somewhere, and I think I know a place that is at least somewhat reliable..." I chimed. "Because you are going to need to start helping me pay the bills while you here. Because that hour long shower costs me big time here, and that water bill won't pay itself." I said sternly, sending a warning gaze to William, which he once again ignored.

"But most importantly, tomorrow we are going to get you a brand new identity.... starting over from scratch... because you can not just walk around town as William Afton, the former owner of the Freddy Fazbear enterprise, Afton Robotics, and who was under investigation for the murder of 5 children. Who just so happened to mysteriously disappear one day, only to come back, thirty five years into the future the exact same age."

Watching me closely, William's face slowly fell to a dead and expressionless look, that truthfully... unsettled me greatly.

"You don't think I was thinking the same thing?..." His gruff low tone, sending a shiver down my spine.

"You don't think I thought about how I'm am standing alive, the exact same, exact same way of how I looked in 1993?..."

Walking up to me, William glared down into my eyes, his dominating my gaze. His hot breath blew down on me as he intently asked,

"How in the fucking Hell do you know what I've done...?"

Still not breaking eye contact, I was now dominating his glare with a smug expression, "No comment."

An insistent beeping pulled me out of slumber.

I groaned slapping the alarm off on my phone.

Sitting up groggily, I gazed the the cot at the end of my bed where William slept soundly the night before.

But, it was empty.

Staring blankly at it for a couple sleepy brainless moments, I got up.

Tossing open my door, I was greeted with multifarious different scents with the sound of sizzling from my kitchen.

"Good morning Love~"  William chimed, dressed in his new clothes with a grin on his face.

"Good morning…." I furrowed my eyebrows, "Are those omelets?" I asked approaching William's side.

"Well yes they are. I don't want to brag, but I make the best omelets in town." William said confidently, handing me a plate with a beautifully made omelet.

"Oh! Thank you... you really didn't have to make me breakfast..." I hesitantly spoke as I  took the plate from William, grabbing a fork and a knife before sitting down.

"Obviously I know that, but... I thought since you were kind enough to let me stay, the least I can do is make breakfast, yeah?" I softly smiled up at him, as he asked somewhat eagerly, "How is it?"

Taken aback, hearing that he even thought about the hassle of him staying, surprised me.

But nonetheless, I nodded my head politely, as I put a hand to my mouth and smiled. "Itch amaonzong!" I mumbled with the omelet still in my mouth.

Chuckling, William turned back to the stove and finished making his omelets, "I told you they were good!" He said before tearing into his own.

As we finished our breakfast, William took our plates and began washing them off.

"Thank you again for breakfast... that was really good!" I told him genuinely.

"Like I said, it's the least I could do. Plus, I got to see if my cooking skills were still intact after all these years.

As William washed the dishes, I watched him carefully trying to figure him out.

"Why was it so difficult to read him?!" No matter how hard I tried to finally see who he truly was, he would change.

He would go from making flirtatious comments, to choking you to death, then making you omelets.

"He's a psychopath Y/N...a high functioning psychopath to be specific." I thought to myself.

Of course he goes to all sides of the extreme.

He can't help but to do it because it's what he's always done.

That is why he was mentally unstable enough to kill the kids...

Pulling me out of my thoughts, William leaned on the kitchen counter in front of me, "So when are we getting out of here?" He asked me.

"Oh, well I still need to get dressed...but on that note though, how do the clothes fit? Because they look nice..." I asked curiously, examining his outfit.

He was wearing the white button down I bought him, which he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, and a pair of khaki slacks. "Surprisingly well. You have an eye for sizing, because they fit perfectly."

"Just a little talent I have~" I chuckled as I got up from the table, "I'm going to go get ready if you need anything else, just nock." I said to him before heading back to my room.

Opening the door, the still dark and silent room, I shut the door with a light sigh. I was still trying to soak in everything that has happened in the past 48 hours. 

Trying to ignore the what felt like looming stress over my head and shoulders, I opened my closet to pick out my day's outfit.

I grabbed a black sweater that outlined my body nicely, and threw on a red leather blazer. Selecting one of my nice black skirts to pair, I also grabbed my pair of brown boots that came up to my knees.

Looking in the mirror, I felt elegant. I wanted to match the effort William put in to his outfit who already looked ten times more dressed up than me.

Starting on my makeup and hair, which took no longer than two minutes combined to do, I slipped on some of my jewelry and perfume before exiting my room.

Grabbing the handle of my door, a wave of nausea washed over me making my head spin to the point where I fell to my knees.

"Shit. No...Not now... no, no, no, no..."

I slouched against the chair as I waited for Y/N to finish getting ready. Rubbing my face I realized I would need to pick up a razor while we're out. As I thought over my prickly face, I heard Y/N's door creek open and out came a done up Y/N.

Her radiantly glowing hair lay kindly against her shoulders. The jacket, the sweater, the skirt... it all complimented her so well.

"Now look who's all dolled up!" I smiled widely as Y/N turned to me.

For as put together as she looked, something about her was strange.

Her eyes were distant and dark. They seemed even more deep set.

Her jaw clenched and her expression was glazed over. But even with all of that she still returned my smile and lightly chucked at my comment.

"Yep... and ready to go."

We left the apartment rather hastily, William tagging behind my rushed being in bewilderment.

Anxiety is a crippling thing.... But when you see the ghost of dead children on top of that is even more terrifying.

Jumping in the car, I quickly turned it on as William examined me curiously as he more leisurely got in.

My hands shook and I turned the key and reached for the gearshift. But as did, my arm was slammed down into William's grasp.

Looking at him with surprise and worry, William on the other hand, had his brows knitted in frustration and just the slightest hint of worry. His eyes were dark and calculated. Paying attention to every detail painted on my face.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I raised my voice out of agitation and pain.

"Now you are going to tell me what is wrong, right now. Because if you think you are going to trick me, or turn me in once we leave here and-"

“Are you kidding me?! No William! This isn't about THAT!" I shrilled as the anxiety finally came through onto my face as a single tear rolled down my cheek.

Pulling my arm out of his grasp, William looked at me still surprised at my outburst. I gripped my wrist in slight pain as I looked up into his deep eyes.

"....there’s a glitch.... a glitched rabbit... the other part of you! He's is coming... and he is coming to kill us... and there is nothing we can do to stop it."

[yanderelovlies]

Hi there (kinda want to go by Raven anon but anyways) how are you and I was wondering how Bo (if you're doing him) would react to a thick/plus size MC who is insecure about themselves especially since there is a costume they want to wear but is afraid of being shamed for it. (Sorry if this is a bit/too much for you and no problem if you don't want to do this)

Aww hello Raven! Of course I can do this for you love.

You looked at yourself in mirror squishing your sides and stomache. You didn't like the way the costume clinged to you showing off the parts you disliked the most. You couldn't show Bo this! He wouldn't like it.....then he wouldn't like you....

You look away from the mirror unable to look at yourself any longer. Thought your gaze went back to the mirror in surprise when some wraps their arms around you, and you were just trying to see who it was. It was just Bo as he gazed at you throught mirror.

"Damn puppy....you look good enough to eat." He growls as he nips at your neck. As much as you loved Bo's attention you couldn't stand it now. You tried shrugging him off your shoulder, and moving out of his hold. He moved his head, but his arms never left. As he tried to get a better look at you.

"What's wrong puppy? What's going on?" You looked away from the mirror but stopped your movements. You can't say it out loud because of you did Bo would see it too.....he wouldn't want you anymore.

You could feel the tears form before slowly going down your cheeks. Bo noticed almost immediately and quickly turn the both of you away from the mirror. He then turned you so your face was up against his chest.

"Hey....hey...it's okay. I'm here for you puppy." He rubs your back soothingly and waits for you to be ready to talk. When you finally find the strength to talk you spill everything. It was hard to keep things from Bo when he looks at you with such worried eyes.

When you spill your feelings and thoughts Bo can't help but whine. How could he not want you?? Not only are you so soft and amazing to cuddle, but he has something to grab on to when your love making. He nuzzles your neck as he continues to whine.

"Oh puppy I love you so much...not matter what form you take....I know my words won't fix it, but please let me help....let me show you how much I love you."

If you don't want to be intimate he will respect you, cuddle you, and pamper you till you pass out. Even when you wake in the morning he will be at your beck and call showing you just how much he loves you.

If you allow him to he will make love to you. Everything will be gentle. From the kisses to the way he holds you. You will feel like a glass doll as he kisses every part of you gently, whispers your name, and gently thrusts into you making sure you feel his love. Afterwards he will draw a warm bath for you before carrying you to the tub. Aftercare will feel like spa appointment, and by the end of it he will cuddle you close until you fall asleep.

[mccall-muffin]

Better late than never - Part 2 // Joe Liebgott x Reader

Summary: You and that particular paratrooper had to separate because of the war. When they finally return to Aldbourne, you are no longer there, but as fate would have it, you meet again in an unexpected place.

Warnings: Language, war wounds, Fluff

A/N: And here is Part 2 - hope you like iiiiiit :)

The Island, Holland - October 15, 1944

"Can you give me a hand?" you ask Beth, the nurse who is with you at the first aid station. You apply bandages to Alley's wounds. "Damn it," you curse and take a new bandage. "Just don't die on me here Mo, or Dot will kill me," you continue to grumble, and slowly the wounds stop bleeding. "At least I can send you back to her later."

When you found out that Joe's company was near you, you were happy. You've been working in Holland for a few months now and have already seen a lot. Before, mainly British soldiers were stationed in Holland, but now the Americans have come.

When they brought Alley to you, you were scared at first. He had been hit by shrapnel that night. "Y/N?" you then hear him whisper and look at him. "Mo, you're finally awake," you smile at him. "What are you doing here?" he asks. "We missed you at Aldbourne." "Yes, Dot wrote to tell me you were back. Shortly after you left in May I decided to help too. I was in France first and now I'm here." "Joe will be so pleased when he sees you."

You are silent and just look at Alley. "What?" he asks and you shake your head. "I... I don't know if I want to see him. It hurts too much, you know."

"You can't do that to him Y/N. You don't know how much he suffered when he found out you weren't home." You think for a moment. "If he doesn't find out I'm here, then he won't be bothered either, Mo." "Y/N..." "No Alley. I won't be here much longer anyway. They're transferring me to Belgium." Alley says no more and you finish bandaging his wounds. "You're going back to England Mo. You're going to get better and see Dot, yeah?" "Thanks Y/N." You say goodbye to Alley and go out to wash your hands.

"Should I believe my eyes or do you think they are lying to me?" you hear a voice and turn around. In front of you is Joe. He looks at you and you immediately see that he is bleeding from the neck. You drop the rag you were holding and the two of you look at each other. You take a step towards him. "You're bleeding," is all you say, but he says nothing. "And you're here." "I'm here." Then you can't stand it any longer. You bridge the last few steps and take him in your arms.

Joe pulls you close and buries his face in the crook of your neck. "Y/N," he breathes and gently strokes your back.

You sit down together and you bandage his wound as you tell him what you've been through and he tells you what he's been through. "They're going to send me to Belgium," you then say. "To Belgium?" "Yes, they have had some losses and casualties there, so they are sending some of us there." "I don't like it Y/N." "What do you mean?" "You, so close to the action of the war." You smile gently at him and take his hand in yours. "It's not like I'm this close to the front lines. Nothing will happen to me."

Joe unexpectedly leans forward and kisses you, "It doesn't matter. You're too important to me that I could bear to lose you, dear. I missed you at Aldbourne." "I missed you too, Joe. But I feel like I need to do this." Joe nods. You stand up together and he is still holding your hands.

"Hey Liebgott, stop flirting with the nurses," someone calls and Joe looks up. "Shut up, Tab." "Oh shit, that's Y/N!", Tab says then and gives you a quick hug. "It's good to see you. Now you can finally shut up about wanting to see her Joe." Joe gives Tab an angry look. Tab just grins. "Winters is looking for you, by the way, about the POW's. He wants to know how it went. Good to see you Y/N." Tab waves and then walks off again.

Joe then turns back to you. "I have to go," he says, looking at you with his dark eyes. "I know," you whisper back. Joe puts a hand to your cheek and strokes your thumb across it. "I..." he begins, but then you are interrupted again. "Joe! Come on we need you," Tab calls again and Joe looks up briefly. Then he turns back to you. He kisses you and you put your arms around his neck. "When are you going to be moved?" "We leave in two days." Joe nods, kisses you again briefly before he has to go to the others.

Bastogne, Belgium - December 23, 1944

It's cold. There's no other way to describe it. You've learned that some American soldiers have been stationed in the Bois Jacques Woods and have little to no medical supplies, so you've been tasked with getting as much there as you can. The problem is, when you got there, you were surrounded. The battalion stationed there then decided to send you further north, as it was apparently quieter there.

With your cloak wrapped tightly around you, you are accompanied by a lieutenant and two soldiers. Arriving at the CP, you spot a face you've seen a few times before. "Captain Winters?" asks the lieutenant, who looks up. But when he catches sight of you, he stumbles. "Yes?" "Here, this is from Colonel Sink." He thrusts a letter into Winters' hand. Winters reads it through and then looks back at you before the others take their leave.

"Miss Y/L/N?" "Sir?" "What are you doing here?" he asks and you take a few steps towards him. "They sent me to the front with medical supplies when we got surrounded. I guess your Colonel thought it would be safer up here." Winters looks at you and you can't read exactly what he's trying to say. "What makes him think that?" he then asks aloud, but not directly to anyone. "Very well, sit down."

You sit down next to him and he holds out a coffee. "I can help sir. If you have wounded, then I can help," you say quickly. "We can certainly use the help. I honestly don't quite understand where they get the idea that it's safer here." You press your lips together. "You're from Aldbourne aren't you?" asks Winters then, and you look at him in surprise before nodding.

"Captain Winters?" someone then says, and you look up. You would recognise that voice anywhere. Joe sees you and pauses in his movement. "Joe?" asks Winters, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Uh sorry sir, Lieutenant Welsh said the patrol was back and they saw some activity but nothing else happened." Winters nods. "Good, good. Could you find a foxhole for Miss Y/L/N, please? She's going to be staying with us for a while." Joe nods and you stand up.

When you have moved a little way from Winters, Joe stops, turns to you and takes you in his arms. "What the fuck are you doing here?" he then asks, holding you by the shoulders. "I was making medical deliveries when we got boxed in. I can't leave here." "But why the fuck are you here? Are they still in their right mind? Do you know how dangerous it is here?" "I don't know Joe. They said it was better than there." He shakes his head in disbelief. "Fuck, this can't be happening."

He takes you by the hand and pulls you towards a foxhole. You climb in behind him. "I hope you're ready for hell, love."

Bois Jacques Woods, Bastogne, Belgium - December 31, 1944 A week later

Joe wasn't exaggerating when he called this place hell. You were bombed several times and suffered heavy casualties. Joe made sure you always stayed close to him and shared the foxhole with him. As a CP Runner, he is fortunately not currently on the front line, but still the shelling reaches all the way to the rear.

Winters has ordered you to move the company a bit, which is why you are currently on your way to the new location. Always on guard, you walk alongside Joe. You are looking for the appropriate place and re-burying when it happens.

A gunshot is heard and then a searing pain goes through your upper left body. "Sniper!" someone shouts, but you are already going down. "Y/N!" shouts Joe and he immediately kneels down beside you, "MEDIC!" Joe holds you and puts your head on his knees. "Hey! Hey, stay with me will you?" he says, and he sees the wound under your left shoulder. "Fuck!", Joe curses and looks at you. "Hey, it's going to be okay, you hear me? You're going to be okay. Just stay with me." You're getting tired and you notice your eyes falling shut. "Y/N! Damn, you need to stay awake. Doc! Where the fuck are you!" Joe strokes your cheek. "Y/N, can you hear me? Stay with me. I... I fucking love you!" You feel the commotion start around you, but then you lose consciousness.

San Francisco, USA - December 31, 1954

Joe comes home after an exhausting day. Today is New Year's Eve and many people don't work, but he only wants the best for his family, which is why he also works on this day. Many still want a new hairstyle for the festivities in the evening.

"Darling, I'm home," he calls as he closes the door behind him. Then he hears running little feet on the stairs. "Oh oh, incoming," he says to himself, although this expression used to have a completely different meaning for him. "Daddy!" exclaims Joan Liebgott, jumping into her father's arms. Behind her comes James Liebgott, called Jim, and greets his father in the same way. "Well, you two? Did you keep Mummy on her toes today?" he asks and the children tell him in detail what they have experienced today. "Where's Joey?", Joe then asks and Jim points up. "He's with Mummy."

Joe puts his daughter back on her feet before going upstairs. On the dresser in the corridor he finds a letter.

Invitation to Reunion - 101st Airborne Division - 2nd Battalion - Easy Company

Joseph D. Liebgott

He briefly skims the lines and automatically remembers back. Of all the people he met and the people they lost. And then he thinks of you. Of the first time he saw you in the bar in Aldbourne. A smile creeps onto his face.

"Baby?" he then hears his wife call after him. He puts the invitation down and goes into the bedroom. The sight he sees there makes him light up.

"What's wrong?" Joe looks up. "What do you mean?" "You've got your pensive look on." "Oh, I just saw the invitation and it brought back memories." "Oh baby, I'm sorry about that." "It's all right, dear. I couldn't help thinking about the first time I saw you," he then says, coming towards you. He takes you in his arms and kisses you. Then he strokes your big belly. "Well, how is our number four?" "Very well it seems," you laugh, "she or he is very active today."

Joe smiles and kisses your belly. As he rises again, you wince, rubbing the spot where you were wounded that time. "What's wrong?" "You know, it's been ten years now, but sometimes it still hurts," you explain, and Joe nods in agreement, automatically reaching for the scar on his neck. "Worst day of my life," he then breathes and puts his arms around you, "I really thought I'd lost you." You laugh. "Yeah, and now you're stuck with me." "Nothing better than that my love," Joe grins and pulls you closer to him.

"I love you Mrs Liebgott." "And I love you Mr Liebgott."

[benevolentpeach]

Brat. (SOJotaroXF!Reader)

PLEASE BE ADVISED⚠️‼️: This story contains a relationship between Teacher and Student, SLIGHT NSFW, more like Lime honestly ����

WARNING:⚠️⚠️‼️‼️: Brat taming Jotaro, Daddy Kink, Reader is a huge brat, slight NSFW(Lime), Pet names, Jotaro calls reader a bitch, Degradation and Praise if you squint, Smoking, Getting high, Spanking

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You were bored.

That was the only thing you could come up with when you signed up for college classes.

You signed up for a class that you didn't really have any interest being in, but it was better than the other choices you had, so here you were...

In Marine Biology, with a professor that had a serious attitude problem.

*

"Did you finish the assignment my old man gave us last night? I got so drunk last night, so I didn't get shit done." Your friend Jolyne groaned.

You and her had been good friends for awhile, and she just so happened to be the Professors daughter, which you thought would've been an advantage, untillll.. You found out that she was as much of a delinquent as you were.

After you'd found that out you'd considered dropping her as a friend, but for some reason, you decided against it.

You two were like two peas in a pod, always getting into some sort of trouble that the Professor would have to drag you BOTH out of.

Now, the Professor wasn't a big fan of you, he thought you were a bad influence for his daughter, and tried his best to keep the two of you separated, but gave up when Jolyne insisted she'd get better if he allowed her to stay friends with you.

You two had cooked up a plan to help her put on a fake facade to try and convince him that she was getting better.

You did the homework and assignments(Although you hated doing any work at all) let her copy off of it, and in return, she'd supply you with some good ole Mary Jane.

A smile crept to your face as you wiggled the completed packet in front of her face. "Got it all right here, everything should be right."

"Damn! You're always on top of this Y/N, and here I thought you were beginning to turn into miss goody-two-shoes." She snatched the packet from your hands and got to work on her own.

"You kidding me? Like I'd ever pass up on the opportunity to get some of the good stuff from you JoJo, you know how much of a stoner I am." You laughed in return, leaning back in your chair.

You were indeed, a stoner, and Jolyne had always been your smoking buddy, unless she found herself busy with her girlfriend Ermes, in cases like that, you smoked alone, savoring the feeling of being high on cloud 9.

A small chuckle came from Jolyne's mouth as she continued to copy your answers down onto her own packet of work. "Speaking of, Ermes said that we won't be able to smoke at her place tonight, and I know your landlord is a piece of shit, so the only option we have is to smoke at my place."

A low groan escaped your mouth after hearing this. "What are we gonna do about your old man? It's not like we can smoke without him finding out." You complained, resting your head on the palm of your hand.

A small smile crept its way onto your friends face, one that told you she held an ace up her sleeve, making you lean forward with interest.

"He won't know a thing. Ermes has a buddy that sells her some THC cartridges, we use this little pen right here and he'll never suspect a thing, I mean.. Excluding the fact that our eyes will be red as fuck, which I've also got a solution for." She sneakily showed off the vape pen and small bottle of eye drops, before quickly stuffing them back into the crevice of her chest.

"You've got a solution for everything don't you JoJo, this is why we're friends. What would I do without you?" You smirked, patting her back lightly.

"You wouldn't have a smoking buddy that's for sure, Ermes and I are the only friends you have."

"Yeah yeah, don't even make me think about being a lonely stoner, I'm okay smoking by myself occasionally, but if I gotta do it every time, man.."

"Ahem."

You looked up slowly, finding Professor Kujo, towering over you with his lips pressed into a thin line, eyebrows furrowed. He didn't look to happy to say the least.

"I'm sorry Mr.Kujo, I was just reviewing answers with Jolyne, she got stuck on some of the questions so I've been trying to help her out." You tilted your head to the side, putting on a fake smile so he wouldn't suspect anything.

Jolyne looked up from her packet and nodded in agreement, showing him the completed first few pages.

He didn't seem interested in acknowledging her work, he just bore holes into you, an awkward silence now engulfing the three of you.

In the back of your mind, you began to wonder if he saw past your little white lie, but when he took a step back and sighed, you knew he'd taken the bait.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk so loudly when I'm in the middle of a lecture. Keep your voices down or I'm kicking you both out for the remainder of the period." He announced, before walking back to the front of the room.

Once he'd returned to his lecture, you leaned towards Jolyne and muttered, "What crawled up his ass and died?" Before you both silently giggled.

When you faced the front of the room, you realized he had been staring directly at you while he continued his lecture, causing you to shift uncomfortably in your seat. If you weren't careful, you'd be kicked out of his class for good..

***

You had finally managed to make it to Jolyne's house after purchasing a multitude of things for the two of you to snack on for the night. You had your nightgown tucked under your right arm, your bag of necessities tucked under your left, and the bag of snacks in your left hand.

Ringing the doorbell, you expected her to answer, but were instead surprised to see your Professor in the doorway, dawning a short sleeve shirt and some black sweatpants.

He rolled his eyes and moved out of the way, allowing you to walk inside, before he shut the door and walked past you into the living room.

You hadn't been to JoJo's in so long, so you didn't really remember where everything was.

Cursing under your breath, you walked into the living room where her dad was, seated in an armchair with a book in his hands.

He hadn't even noticed you were standing there like an idiot. Either that or he simply didn't care.

"What do you want." His cold voice demanded, eyes still skimming through his book.

"Well I was just wondering where Jolynes room was. It's been awhile since I've come over and-"

"Upstairs, third room on the right, now get out of my sight, you're annoying."

Anger began to well up inside of you, you weren't one to take too kindly to others talking towards you like this, so instead of thanking him, you mumbled a "Fucking asshole" under your breath, loud enough to where he could hear, before disappearing from his sight finally.

Trudging up the stairs of the home, your mind raced, 'Why does he hate me so much?' 'What did I do to make him so mad at me?'. It wasn't like you had done really bad things, you and Jolyne only got into some minor trouble, nothing too big.

Sighing deeply you made your way to Jolynes room, knocking on her door gently before letting yourself in.

"What took you so long?" Jolyne mused, her eyes following you as you walked to the other side of her room slowly.

"I forgot where everything was since I haven't come over in awhile, had to ask your asshole dad to tell me where your room was. Called me annoying and told me to go away." I grabbed the vape pen from Jolyne, taking a long drag off of it before passing it back.

You let the vapor sit in the back of your throat for a little, before exhaling and watching the small cloud swirl in the air.

"He's always been like that. He means nothing by it I'm sure, that's just how he's always talked to women." Jolyne snickered, leaning against the wall.

Rolling your eyes, you took a seat on the floor and dumped the bag of goodies out, sifting through it to find what you wanted. "Bet he's a real hoot with the ladies." You joked, throwing a bag of gummy worms her way.

"I swear, sometimes I feel like he's gay because he hates women that much, but if I'm here, I'd say he's probably just very picky." She joked back, digging her hand through the bag of gummy worms.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with being gay, I mean you've been dating Ermes since before you and I met, so that's saying something." You took a bite out of your nerd rope and smiled.

A short laugh was shared between the two of you, before it got silent again. For a few minutes it was nothing but the sounds of plastic packaging crinkling while you two dug for your snacks, but the silence was soon interrupted by two soft knocks on JoJo's door.

Jolyne was quick to hide the vape pen, squirting some eye drops into her eyes before groaning softly. "What do you want old man?"

"Dinner's done. Is the bitch staying to eat?" His cold gruff voice questioned from behind the door.

The nerve of this man..

You got up and opened the door, you had some words for this prick.

"First of all, I'm not a bitch and I will not sit here and be called these names when I have done NOTHING to you. Second of all, I thought it was pretty evident Jolyne and I were having a sleepover, did you not SEE my stuff?" You bored angry holes into his stupid face, but his expression stayed flat.

You could've sworn you saw a small smirk on his face as he turned around to leave, but with his back now facing you, you came to the conclusion that you had just imagined it.

"Come down to eat, I need to have a talk with the both of you." And with that, he disappeared back down the stairs, leaving you in the doorway, and Jolyne gawking at you for standing up to her dad.

You wanted to scream.

You wanted to punch him so hard.

You'd never seen him smile, let alone smirk at you, he didn't approve of you being his daughters friend and he made that very clear by the way he was treating you.

You grabbed the vape pen from your gawking friends hands and took a long drag from it, muttering under your breath as you exhaled.

"What? You know I don't let people talk to me like that, just because he's our Professor, AND he's your dad, doesn't mean I'm gonna sit here and let him disrespect me like that, fuck that."

"No no, I'm not mad at you, I'm just surprised you actually did it, no one's ever talked back to him like that besides me as far as I know, let's hope he doesn't get pissed off enough to kick you out for the night." JoJo laughed, grabbing the vape pen and stashing it away in her secret hiding hole in the wall.

Rolling your eyes the two of you ventured downstairs into the kitchen, where Mr.Kujo was finishing up the extra plate of Katsudon for his extra guest.

You took a seat next to JoJo, avoiding her dad on purpose. He pissed you off, and being the petty person you were..

You were gonna make sure this dinner was a living nightmare for him.

"Jolyne." He spoke sternly, grabbing her attention quickly.

"What's up old man, did I piss you off?" She responded nonchalantly.

A small chuckle left your mouth as you picked up your fork and began to dig in, unaware that he was now glaring at you from his spot.

"What's so funny bitch?"

Jolyne shifted in her chair, knowing full well that shit was about to go down.

You bit the inside of your cheek, setting your fork down quietly as you came up with a wonderful comeback.

"Oh nothing, just think it's funny how your attitude sucks more than dogshit, bet the ladies love you." You smiled sweetly, but there was no halo over your head, no, even Jolyne knew you were the spawn of Satan in situations such as these, and your pettiness knew no bounds.

Your friend stayed silent, poking at her Katsudon.

Before anything else could be said, Jolynes phone began to ring, grabbing our attention.

She answered, mouthing to you that it was Ermes, before letting out a quiet, "Yo, what's up babe."

You could hear Ermes on the other end, she sounded scared, terrified even, so much so that Jolyne had to hold the phone away from her ear while telling her to calm down because she couldn't understand anything she was saying.

"Yeah, I'll be there. Just calm down and wait for me outside alright?" Now Jolyne was the one to sound scared, but she managed to stay calm.

After she'd hung up, she passed her Katsudon to her dad and made her way over to you, whispering into your ear that Ermes' close friend was in the hospital.

"I should be back by midnight, if you want Y/N, you can leave." You could tell she felt bad by the way her eyes fell, but you merely smiled and patted her on the back.

"I'll just wait for you to get back, it'll only be two hours so I can wait it out. Go support your girl."

"Jolyne. If you aren't back by midnight, I'm coming to look for you." The asshole finally spoke, not even bothering to look up at her. He was busy poking at his food like a child.

Jolyne rolled her eyes and groaned, opening her mouth to protest, before you cut in.

"I think she's pretty capable of taking care of herself, she's an adult, if she wants to stay out then she can, you may be her dad, but she doesn't need you breathing down her neck like a lost mutt."

He finally looked up from his plate, a look of pure rage adorning his face, and it was at this moment that you were able to take in his features.

His eyes were a bright aquamarine color, with small wrinkles surrounding them. His jaw was clenched tightly, and the way he was looking at you..

Excited you..

"Alright I'm gonna head out. Please don't kill each other while I'm gone. I don't feel like coming home to a crime scene." Your friend sighed, slipping past the entrance of the kitchen.

You were too busy keeping eye contact with Mr.Kujo to even tell her bye and to be safe.

Once you'd both heard the door open and slam shut, you smiled.

"Is there a problem Mr.Kujo?" Your voice was sickly sweet for someone who had just told him how to take care of his child, which just pissed him off even more.

He finally lowered his gaze, ignoring you completely as he began to eat.

Nothing else was said between the two of you for the remainder of dinner. Once you were done with your food, you tossed the dishes in the sink and made your way back up to Jolynes room, closing the door behind you.

"Who does that prick think he is? I mean honestly. What makes him think I'm just gonna bow down to him because he's my Professor? God what an absolute dick." You complained, grabbing your nightgown and bag of necessities.

As you began to undress, you could hear heavy footsteps in the hallway, figuring that the old man was finally heading to bed.

Good. Now you don't have to worry about him catching you smoking.

Once fully undressed, you grabbed your lotion, rubbing some on your arms and legs, before slipping into your nightgown.

You brushed your teeth and let your hair down, running a hand through it quickly before rushing out of the bathroom, back into the room.

You grabbed the vape pen from the hiding spot, grabbed a few blankets and a pillow, then proceeded to make a small comfortable nest for yourself, before plopping down in the middle, with your nerd rope and pen in hand.

Taking a much needed drag off of the vape pen, you leaned back and blew the vapor into the air, running your hand through it as if you were trying to catch it.

You hadn't even realized that you'd completely forgotten to lock Jolynes door, so when you opened your eyes after a few hits, you nearly jumped out of your skin when you saw your Professor standing in the doorway with an enraged look on his face. He'd just caught you.

Fuck.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing you annoying brat!" He shouted, rushing over to you.

Before you could respond, he'd snatched the vape pen away from you, inspecting it carefully.

"I-"

"Shut up bitch. As if you couldn't get anymore annoying you damn brat." He snapped, yanking you up by the wrist.

You had to admit, it did hurt a lot when he did that, but not a sound left your body. You were still shocked he'd caught you.

Without another word, he dragged you out of Jolynes room, and down the hallway, into a room you weren't familiar with. From the looks of it, it was his study, or office room, with papers scattered on his desk. You'd thought he would be a neat freak, he was always so well put together at school. Maybe he had a rough day...

"You're high aren't you."

You kept your mouth shut.

"Answer the damn question!"

Now he was starting to piss you off. Instead of being scared, you were angry that he was yelling at you like you were his kid, like you weren't an adult that was legally allowed to smoke pot.

"So what if I am? I'm of legal age. It's not hurting you either so I don't see the issue." A confident smile made its way to your face as you finally looked up at him.

He didn't seem to like your answer, because within the span of mere seconds, you found yourself pinned to the wall between him, with no escape.

"That mouth of yours is gonna get you into some real shit one day, if I were you, I'd stop talking that way to your superior. Right. Now." He enunciated the last two words with a deep gravelly voice that made you shiver slightly.

Now if you had been smart, you would've obediently done as you were told, but instead of listening, you took it as a challenge.

"I don't think I will. There's absolutely nothing you could do about it anyways.. And stop treating me like a child, you're not my father." You retorted.

A guttural growl escaped past his lips at your attitude, and before you knew it, you were spun around and over his knee within seconds.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Now you were scared.

"Since you want to keep using that dirty fucking mouth of yours towards me." He paused and began to lift your nightgown up, revealing your lacey panties. When the cold air touched your ass, you hissed quietly and began to struggle.

"Quit moving or it's gonna hurt a hell of a lot more you damn brat."

What did he mean by it was gonna hurt?

What was he gonna do???

Suddenly, a sharp pain landed on your behind, as a slap filled the air. A small cry emitted from your mouth at the stinging sensation and you kicked your legs to try and make him let you go.

Suddenly, a fist made its way into your hair, and you found yourself being yanked up to meet his gaze.

He was angry.. But there was something else in his eyes that you'd never seen before..

Lust.

"This is your punishment. Since you wanna act like a smartass little brat, you're gonna sit here and take this. After each slap I want you to count. If you don't count, it'll be harder, do you understand me."

You were too surprised to answer, and the way he was manhandling you, turned you on more than you would've liked to admit.

He yanked you closer to his face, causing you to wince slightly.

"I said. Do you UNDERSTAND me." His voice was lower and huskier than before, making you audibly whimper.

Nodding your head weakly, you half expected him to throw you back down and return to punishing you, but he seemed unsatisfied with your nod.

He wanted to HEAR you say it.

"Use your words. I'm sure you know how to since you like mouthing off to me like a little bitch." He growled, yanking you even closer.

You could feel his breath on your lips, and you so badly wanted to lean forward and kiss him, even though you knew just how WRONG this was, you couldn't help the fact that you were severely turned on now.

"Yes Sir.." You finally managed to answer with a pleased sigh.

He still didn't release you.

"That's not my name." He practically whispered, his eyes glazing over with more lust as he saw the mess he was making of you.

Heat pooled between your thighs and you shifted a little on his lap to help relieve yourself if only a little, but were met with a harsh slap and a tight grip on your meaty thighs, releasing a small moan from your mouth.

"Come on baby girl, say my name." He pressed, rubbing your behind softly.

The heat between your thighs worsened, you just wanted him to touch you already.. But you had no idea what name he wanted you to call him.

Finally, an idea popped into your head.

You hoped that it was right..

"Yes.."

"Daddy~"

You whimpered slightly in the end, but you tried your best to sound cute so he'd at least ease off of you a little if that still wasn't the right answer.

When you opened your eyes, you could see the small yet prominent blush adorning his cheeks, maybe that wasn't the right answer.. Suddenly you'd lost all confidence and sulked slightly.

"Good fucking girl." He finally cooed, closing the space between the two of you quickly.

His lips tasted sweet as he kissed you harshly. His hand went to squeeze your ass, the motion surprising you. When you opened your mouth he took that opportunity to force his tongue down your throat, invading your mouth in all the right ways.

You never thought you'd be here, hell.. You never thought he'd be doing this with you, yet here he was, ravaging you while you sat there and took it.

A whine escaped your mouth when he pulled away, a thin line of saliva the only thing between the two of you.

"You're actually enjoying this? What a dirty little whore." He laughed, shoving your head back down over his other knee.

Usually you'd find the name insulting, but in this moment, you were too turned on to give a fuck, so you took it as a compliment.

A harsh slap met your ass yet again, and you had to bite your lip to keep quiet. You weren't gonna give him the satisfaction of making any noises for him.

"O-one." You whimpered.

Another slap sounded, much harsher than the last, you knew there would be a bruise later.

"Two." You whispered.

"Sorry I couldn't hear you slut, what was that?" He questioned threateningly.

When you didn't answer, he slowly began to rub the space between your thighs, getting awfully close to your clothed heat. But each time you thought he'd touch you, he'd retract his hand and return to rubbing your thighs.

"TWO!" You finally shouted, tears pricking the corners of your eyes.

"Atta girl, such a good little slut for me." He praised, moving his hand back up to your ass.

At about 15, you began to whine and whimper beneath him, practically drooling at the treatment you were receiving.

"I think you've had enough. Do you?" He asked, rubbing your stinging cheek softly.

You weakly nodded, a small whine escaping your lips.

"Words Princess. Can't give you what you want unless you tell me." He snapped softly.

"Yes Daddy.. No more.. Please." You whimpered, legs trembling slightly.

He tapped your thigh, signaling that you could get off of him, but as soon as you began to get up, you almost fell back down, he definitely didn't go easy on you.

He caught you and stood you up straight before sitting back down in his office chair, and you couldn't help but look down at the tent in his pants. You bit your lower lip and wiggled your hips slightly, hoping that he'd let you help him out with his problem, but you were about to be disappointed.

"Strip." He commanded, grabbing your attention.

"Wh-"

"Are you deaf woman? I said strip." He snapped, his eyes flitting up to meet yours for a split second.

All that confidence and pettiness you felt was long gone at this point, so you hesitated to do as told.

"Come on baby girl, let Daddy see that perfect body of yours." He cooed softly, giving your thigh a soft squeeze.

The heat between your thighs grew hearing him call you that, so you finally reached up and grabbed the straps of your silky nightgown, removing them from your shoulders and letting the garment flow to the ground at your feet.

You were quick to cover your chest though, the voice in your head was now screaming at you that this was more than wrong, you were engaging in sexual activities with your best friends dad, not only that but he was your Professor.

He could get in trouble.

He's your Professor..

Which makes this all the more exciting, you finally admitted to yourself.

"Don't fucking tease me, what happened to all that cockiness from before brat?" He snapped, releasing you from your thoughts. You slowly removed your arms from your chest, your tits bouncing lightly as they were freed from your hold.

"Good girl~" He drawled, leaning forward to cup one of your breasts in his large hand. "So soft and beautiful." He muttered, like he was in a daze.

He smirked and rolled your nipple in between his thumb and index finger, before softly flicking it, to which you whined pathetically.

"So fucking pathetic really. Look at you practically drooling over the fact that you're about to potentially fuck your best friends dad. Not to mention I'm your Professor.. What a dirty little freak you are." He laughed harshly.

His words only turned you on even more, and at this point, you didn't care that this was wrong anymore, you hadn't been fucked by anyone for awhile, you missed the feeling.

He tugged you towards him by the hem of your panties, stopping you directly in between his legs, before gently removing them.

"So fucking beautiful, God I could just bend you over and fuck you right now if I wanted to, but this is supposed to be a punishment, you aren't getting what you want tonight Princess, but Daddy's sure as fuck getting what he wants. I don't want to hear a peep out of you unless I give you permission, is that understood?"

You were more than disappointed that you weren't getting what you wanted, but you were still eager to please, so you whined, "Yes Daddy.." Before being forced down onto your knees.

"We gotta make this quick, Jolyne should be back soon." He groaned, unzipping his pants and tugging them down slightly.

When he tugged his boxers down, your eyes widened as his cock sprang back, hitting his chest with a light tap.

"Fuck, I wanna record this so I'll have something to occupy myself with when you aren't here." He openly admitted, reaching for his phone that had been placed on his desk.

When he'd gotten the camera open, he pressed record and commanded you to suck.

You eagerly stuffed the tip of his cock in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you did so, all while looking up at him with the prettiest doe eyes.

"Fuckkk, look at you giving me those fucking innocent little eyes while you suck Daddy's cock, such a dirty fucking whore." He cursed, throwing his head back in ecstasy.

You were wetter than you'd ever been before in all honesty.

The fact that this was sneaky and wrong, along with him praising and degrading you in the same sentence didn't help at all.

You took more of him into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down slowly, making him curse under his breath sharply. You loved that he was so vocal, it got you off without you even touching yourself, which you were more than happy with.

"Fuck!" He yelled, before grabbing your head with one hand and forcing you to deep throat him.

You gagged slightly and moaned, the vibrations against his dick making him growl animalistically.

You looked up at the phone, to see that he still had a firm grip on it, keeping it steady while he fucked your pretty little mouth like the whore you were.

"Such a dirty little bitch, look at you taking my cock like a good little slut, fuck, you're mine you got that? Daddy's little fucking fleshlight.. Fuck Princess your mouth feels so fucking good on my cock." He moaned, setting a harsh pace.

Tears left your eyes as he practically gagged you, you were having a hard time breathing through your nose, but you so badly wanted to let him cum, so you mustered up the strength to keep going.

He noticed the tears leaking from your eyes, but instead of slowing down, he sped up, muttering curses and praises under his breath as he fucked your mouth.

"God you look so pretty when you cry, fuck, gonna make Daddy cum if you keep looking at me like that." He groaned, admiring your face like you were a goddess.

You didn't know how he was able to keep the phone so steady with the pace with which he was fucking your mouth at, he had to be really fucking strong, you moaned at the thought of him picking you up and just fucking you roughly, and for a moment your eyes fluttered closed.

"Look at me baby girl, Daddy's gonna cum in your mouth alright?" His voice was shaky, and you could tell he was really close. You obeyed and opened your eyes, making sure to give him the prettiest doe eyes ever.

That did it for him.

With one last thrust, you felt his cum run into your mouth, as a low guttural growl left his lips, his head thrown back in pure ecstasy.

When he'd felt the last drop of cum leave him, he released his grip on your head and removed himself from your mouth with a pop. You were a mess in front of him, and you were pretty sure your slick was beginning to collect in a puddle beneath you.

You decided to tease him a little, so you opened your mouth and showed him his dirty work, before closing your mouth again and swallowing.

When you opened your mouth again to reveal that you'd swallowed his cum, he let out a small groan before patting your head gently as if to praise you.

"Good fucking girl." He sighed, before fixing his boxers and pants.

You whined slightly when he'd put himself away, but you remembered that this was your punishment.

Fuck.

Maybe being a brat wasn't such a good idea after all..

"Alright Princess, go take care of yourself and get cleaned up, Jolyne just texted and said she's almost home."

When you didn't move, he looked up at you, with tired eyes.

"Oh right, aftercare. I've always been bad at it.." He pinched the bridge of his nose, scolding himself, before getting up and picking your nightgown and panties off of the floor.

He noticed the tired look in your eyes and sighed.

"Come here baby." He held his arms open and waited for you to come to him.

You tiredly wobbled your way to him, resting your head on his shoulder before he picked you up and carried you down the hall to the guest bathroom.

"Want me to tell Jolyne to stay at the hospital for the night?" He mumbled, setting you down lightly.

You nodded your head quietly, to which he pulled his phone out and called his daughter, beginning to run a bath for the two of you.

"Hey. You don't have to come home tonight, stay with your girlfriend and support her. I know she needs it."

You heard Jolyne questioning her dad on the other side and guilt hit your gut almost immediately.

You trudged to the bathtub and got in, hugging your knees to your chest.

"Alright, just be home at a reasonable time. Y/N fell asleep so I'll send her back home in the morning." He lied, pinching the bridge of his nose in agitation.

Hearing him lie for you, all because you wanted him to cuddle with you and bath with you, made you feel even worse. You couldn't believe you did this with your best friends dad.

"See you tomorrow, be safe. Love you. Bye." He hung up and looked over at you, to find that you were now crying.

"What's wrong Princess?" He asked, wiping your tears away with his thumb.

You explained how guilty you felt, and that you didn't regret anything, but you still felt like a horrible friend.

"I'm not good with this stuff, but I'll be honest with you. What we did tonight was very wrong, but it happened, there's nothing we can do about it. You aren't a horrible friend, you're not gross, nasty, none of those things, you're human, we all make choices in our lives that aren't the best, but some of those choices lead to better things later down the road Princess." His voice was soft and gentle, something you'd never heard from him before, and it was oddly comforting.

"Thank you Mr.Kujo." you muttered, leaning against his hand as he caressed your face.

"Just call me Jotaro."

"Or Daddy." You laughed lightheartedly.

"Both of those names are only to be used in private alright? I don't want you to get into any trouble."

Hearing him say this surprised you, was he not worried about potentially getting fired? Arrested even? Why was he more worried about you than himself?

"Look, I have something to admit. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and I promise to leave you alone and pretend this never happened, alright?"

You looked up at him with worry, telling him to go ahead.

"I like you. A lot. I know I've always been a huge dick, but that's only because I was trying to push you away before it got to this point. As you can see, my efforts were of no use." He sighed, rubbing your thigh gently.

"Let me propose an idea."

"And that would be?" You were genuinely interested now.

"I'll be your sugar daddy behind closed doors. You'll follow a list of rules, and if you break any of the important ones, we'll end it, how does that sound?" His eyes scanned your face for any uneasiness, but when he found none, he visibly relaxed.

You chuckled a little bit and smiled.

"I don't mind that at all, as long as you don't have a problem with it, then I don't."

"I don't mind having you as my sugar baby." He smirked and gave you a small kiss, petting your head gently.

As the two of you sat there, you couldn't help but think to yourself..

'What did I just get myself into?'

[oneofthosesimps]

Dance With The Devil

pairing: sukuna x fem!reader I nsfw

word count: 3286

summary: sukuna's wish is a new heir and you are the perfect vessel for it

warnings: mention of blood, rough sex, dirtytalk, breeding kink, hurt, angst, swearing, sub x dom, dumbification, size kink (like sukuna is a monster and you are small and petite), belly bulge, lactation/ milk kink (i guess)

authors note: sukuna is the perfect canidate to realise my really dark and deep fantasies, which is why he'll be around more often now (he's also SO hot omg)

all credits to the artist of this pic:

xquesess

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You let yourself fall against the big, strong body behind you. Your hot skin meets cold flesh and you close your eyes at the pleasure of the small cooling. You feel as if your body is on fire. No, as if the whole room is on fire.

"Eyes open, little human," his deep voice vibrates against your back and your eyelids flutter open instantly. You see his wide grin above you and you groan as his grip on your hips tightens and he holds you in place above him. You see the dark shadows his huge hands have left on your thighs and waist.

"I'm tired," you moan and rest your head on the back of your neck, closing your eyes again. The sun of the night has long since taken its place in the sky and casts its bright rays into the small room, bathing you and Sukuna in them. One of his hands grips your neck and straightens your head. Your eyes open again. "We are far from finished, so keep your eyes open," he murmurs against your ear, "If I have to ask you again, I will break your neck." A shiver runs down your spine and despite your heated body, goose bumps cover you. A little fear mixes into your bloodstream and makes your heart pump harder and stronger in your chest.

"And I would hate to do that. It's rare to find something like you". You moan loudly as his lips settle on your neck and he lets you sink lower on top of him. The sensation mingles with the pain of his teeth digging into your neck. His teeth break through the skin and you slightly wrinkle your face before he licks over the slightly bleeding area. You hear a soft murmur as his tongue collects a drop of blood and it disappears into his mouth.

"You think it's that easy to get you pregnant, little human?" His fat, monstrous cock bores painfully deep and you whimper. His grin widens even more and his teeth flash. You make a grimace as he shoves himself too deep inside you and touches your cervix, pressing against it. Your image blurs slightly and thick tears roll down your cheek. The hand around your neck loosens and he wipes them away, his nails scraping lightly over your soft skin.

"Don't cry, little one. You're doing so well. No being has lasted this long before," he murmurs as more tears come, which he wipes away, “They all cracked on me before I ripped their hearts out of their chests. But you are different, you don't make me bored.”

"You're so big," you moan and your legs begin to tremble as he lowers you all the way on top of him and your little cunt swallows his cock whole. Your insides tear and burn. You feel as if your soft walls are being overstretched by his hard length. "No, you're just far too tight and small."

The hand on your hip moves to your belly and caresses it. "Look at this: My cock just barely fits inside you". Your tired eyes catch your gaze in the mirror opposite you. Sukuna has set you down on your bed specifically so that you can watch yourself- so that you can watch him fuck your belly round. You look at your reflection in the mirror. Your small, petite body is sitting on Sukuna's lap, your legs glistening with wetness close to your core, hang splayed in the air over his knees, giving you a perfect view of your cunt and your head leaning just below his chest. It looks ridiculous. You look like a little doll compared to his gigantic body.

His white teeth and red-pink eyes sparkle at you as he wraps his strong arms around you. The moon from outside gives an even stronger contrast between light skin and deep black tattoos and his veins snake along his muscular body. There is a distinct, long bulge on your belly that starts above your cunt and ends just below your belly button. Your face looks up at him in shock and he laughs softly again, "Didn't I tell you?" His hand strokes the bulge and massages it, making you moan. "Doesn't it look good when I'm this deep inside you and your belly is bulging."

His hands go around your waist again and he starts to lift your body up. His cock pulls out of you, leaving him almost white, coating him in a mix of your juices and his. A loud moan comes deep from your body and your hands claw into his thighs. Your body is overwhelmed with exhaustion mixed with pleasure and pain - a diabolical one. Your cunt feels sore from the many times you have come and now his way too big cock doesn’t make it better.

"I can't take any more," you sigh, but Sukuna overhears your words, pressing himself back into you to the hilt.

"Yes, you can. You must, little human." At the stimulation inside you, your eyes turn and your body trembles slightly, "I will pump your cunt full again. This time, I will breed you."

His eyes fall on your face in the mirror. You look so beautiful in the moonlight. Your lips are slightly parted, your eyes slightly closed and there is a deep blush on your cheeks. His gaze travels over your small body in his hands, your nipples standing hard from you, the dark marks on your body, your slender waist that he can so easily break if he squeezes too hard. His eyes drop to where you are joined and a dark sound comes from his throat. "Look at how greedy your cunt is. And that's after you've come so many times today," he grins widely and digs his nails into your flesh, "You're lying, little one. You want more, don't you?" Sukuna changes the angle and presses against every sensitive spot inside you. Your back pushes through and you try to gasp for air and not pass out as he moves inside you with ease. His arms hold you close to him as he closes his eyes in pleasure and rests his head back.

He increases the speed and you whimper loudly, moaning his name. His head rises and his gaze falls on you again, "You want more of my juice. You want my babies." With hard thrusts he presses into you, over and over and you scream sinfully. Your nails pull at his skin, leaving deep marks.

"Too much, too much," you scream, tears running down your cheeks again. Your whole body feels sticky from your sweat, tears and his juice, some of which shimmers on you. Sukuna rams his lower body against you without even being out of breath. His endurance is incomparable. His strength is incomparable. He could and would do anything to you, if only you weren't so damn fragile. Your body is on fire, your nerves are tingling and your lower body is radiating a pleasantly warm feeling that cannot be put into words. It is getting stronger and stronger and you feel the need to help yourself with your own hands to come to an end. Your breath and voice become more panting, "I-I'm about to come."

"Silly little human, can't you hold back," he grins, ignoring your whimper and the shaking of your body in his arms. He continues to watch his fat cock disappear inside you, while you spill out and leave a wet spot on the floor. The knot in your stomach grows stronger until it finally loosens and you gasp, floating above it all. You're aware of Sukuna growling behind you as your walls pulse around him, making you tighter than ever. Nothing is as good as the orgasms he gives you, making you high. And as usual, you roar your heart out, preaching his name, before your wings leave you again and your weightless body hits the earth hard. This orgasm and the ones before are not as long and good as your first ones this night. Your pussy needs a rest and you need sleep, but you know you won't get it anytime soon. Your cries and pleas are music to Sukuna's ears and he wants to hear his name from your mouth again and again. You are hyper-sensitive and scream loudly as Sukuna continues and does not stop fucking you. The smacking of your cunt as it sucks his cock inside you mixes with your croaking voice as you wiggle back and forth in his arms, trying to escape his grip, which will always be in vain. Saliva runs down your chin and drips onto the floor.

"And another one," he murmurs in your ear as thick tears run down your cheeks again. "How many times do you think I'm going to make you come tonight?" He licks over the aorta at your neck as your cries slowly subside and fade back into whimpers.

"I can't take any more," you whisper weak.

"That's what you just said," he laughs, and his right hand drops between your legs, lightly caressing your swollen clit. You wiggle wildly back and forth and try to get his hand off you. The sensation is too much and you feel as if you are about to faint as you break apart in his arms. It hurts unpleasantly badly and you can't think straight. He continues stroking until your breathing becomes heavier again and you moan slightly again.

"You know what we're doing this for, don't you, little human?" You gasp for breath as his angle changes slightly again and he presses against your G-spot.

"Tell me, what are we doing this for?"

"I-I ... I ... c-can't..."

"You can't? Of course you can, try a little harder," he smirks and circles your clit harder, pressing against it and your walls twitch, tighten again and it feels like you're crushing him. He moans into your ear. Was there a better feeling than fucking his little human? Probably not. Fucking you silly and stupid was his favourite thing to do.

"Y-You want to ... make me ... pregnant."

"Right, I want to breed you. You are mylittle whore. I'll fill your hole over and over again until your belly is round and fat." You moan at his words.

"You will look so beautiful with my heir in your belly. I can't wait until your tits are dripping with milk in them," he murmurs against your neck, looking at you in the mirror. Your gaze meets his. "I'm going to milk them like your cunt is doing to my cock right now." His nail scrapes lightly across your clit and you explode, this time without warning. His laughter fills the room as you fall against him again and come down from another high.

"And you said you couldn't take any more." His body vibrates with more laughter and you close your eyes, much to his displeasure. He sighs and looks down at you, clearly seeing your exhaustion, while your breath changes and the wrinkles on your forehead smooth out. His thrusts stop and he licks his lips. His hand drops to your cheek and caresses it lightly. If his heart wasn't dead and cold, it would be doing a little leap right now.

Sukuna has long since ceased to understand the emotions felt by those around him; his time as a human was too long ago for that. But he sees in you how one behaves when one is in love, when one would do anything for someone, and he thinks he feels that for you, even if he cannot express or name it. No one has ever lived by his side for so long. Any other person would have been killed and replaced by him by now.

He lays you down on the bed behind him and examines your skin, which is covered with numerous wounds. His hand strokes your thigh, his nails scratch your body and he bends over you.

His eyes caress your face. Your hair is slightly sweaty on your forehead, the lashes of your closed eyes cast shadows on your cheeks and your full lips are red and swollen. His thumb strokes your cheekbone before his flat hand slaps lightly against your cheek. With a shock you wake up and look at him. He grins broadly, "You're lucky it's you, that's why I'm not breaking your bones. I’d think you were too bored and I wasn't challenging you enough." His left hand on your thigh wraps your leg around his waist and his cock pushes between the lips of your pussy, spreading them wide and he pushes into you again. You whimper under him and squirm slightly.

"Mmm, are you bored? Am I not fucking you enough?" You stare at him, startled, and shake your head before your back pushes through to him and you moan. He picks up his pace from a moment ago, burying himself inside you. His eyes rest hungrily on your tits, which jiggle up and down in front of him. He licks his lips before lowering his head and his mouth wraps around your left nipple. You moan louder as he sucks hard and his tongue plays around it. He looks up at you, "I'm so happy when they're heavy and full of milk. I'm going to suck on your tits and drink it. You will taste so good." You roll your eyes at his words, your hands reach into the sheet beneath you and you claw into it. He bites your nipple far too hard before releasing it with a plop. Your dry voice croaks more than you cry out and you pull at the sheet to get rid of your pain - unsuccessfully.

"Su-Sukuna...," you sigh loudly at his hand around your leg tightening. He holds his face right above yours and four eyes look at you, examine your reaction as he fucks you in the mattress. It's time for him to finish this round.

"I'm filling you now, little human," he murmurs and hot breath sprays around your already overheated face.

A deep thrust and he presses against your cervix again. Your lips open and your eyes turn back. He laughs softly, "You look so terribly stupid and pathetic. There's probably nothing left of your already small brain." Your head doesn't notice his words, you are far too drained. His laughter turns into a grin again. The hand around your leg loosens and he places his thumb on your clit.

Another deep thrust and your insides are on fire with pain. Your tongue drops out of your mouth. "You're not making it any better, little one. If you could see yourself now," he collects the saliva in his mouth and spits on your tongue. Some of it misses and runs down your chin, "You're no good for anything else. You are forever my breeding machine, producing baby after baby." He bares his teeth and stares at your face and you try to hold his gaze as moans escape you again and again. "You'll spend your whole life just waddling around, thick and round, while we hang on your tits like a calf on its mother's teats." His thumb on your clit starts rubbing it. The pressure is strong and you go crazy inside. Your whole body is screaming at you, begging you to come, but its speed is wisely chosen. You are drifting in a dilemma of coming and not coming and it is draining you to your soul. You are always just before it, but you do not cross the line.

Another deep thrust and he growls low and wicked. A knot forms in his stomach and he becomes even more brutal. He has to hold back or he'll fuck you bleeding. "And you know what? You're going to look so beautiful. I can't wait to fuck you like this when you're pregnant. I'll press another baby next to the other one." He bares his teeth again and his eyes blaze, his red eyes are like rubies. His right hand grips your neck and squeezes it shut. He forces you to look him right in the face and you blink, slight panic forming in your body and your milky eyes clear again.

"Tell me how much you want to be pumped full of my seed. Tell me who your god is, pathetic human." Your hands clasp his broad wrist and a wide grin settles over his face. How he loves to see you fear for your life. How he loves to see how much he has you in his grasp.

"Sukuna..." you whisper.

“Present again? Is there anything other than hot air in your head?” His nails on your neck are digging into it, drops of blood begin to run from some wounds. The sight was so beautiful. The power he has over you makes the blood run out of your body - how he would love to lick it away.

You grip his wrist tighter and your eyes wander back and forth between his, “Su-Sukuna, please…”

"What, please? Use your words." The red of his eyes are now only narrow rings. His pupils have exploded and he stares at you like a madman - as if you were his next victim.

Your croaky voice is now also muffled by the pressure on your neck. You feel as if you have forgotten how to speak. You try to clear your throat, but it doesn't work.

"Y-you are my God ... I live for you ... only you ...", his grin widens more, as you squeeze out the words and formulate a sentence with the greatest effort. "I worship you, only you. I love and adore you." His grip tightens even more and you feel as if your eyes are going to pop out of your head. The blood rushes in your ears, you see single dark stars in front of your eyes, while he rocks your body. Your nails dig into his skin and you try with all your might to draw air into your lungs. Please do not kill me.

"I-I love you so much … I will give you as many heirs as you want … Only please... S-Sukuna...," you croak, and he groans loudly. Tears form in your eyes as his hand does not loosen. Your neck hurts from the wounds and the pressure. You stare at him in fear and beg him inwardly to spare your life. In a millisecond his gaze changes again while he looks at you and his hand loosens. He presses painfully against your clit. Life flows back into your body and mixes with the feeling between your legs, taking you over the edge, your weak body exploding again.

Another thrust, deep and hard, and he comes, his cock pumping his balls empty, filling you to the top. He moans loudly, murmurs your name and puts his hands behind his head, “Fuck, one day, I will break you and you will love it.” As usual, his juice is far too much and immediately runs out the sides before he has even finished coming. You feel his cock twitching inside you as your eyes fall shut and your body relaxes completely.

Sukuna looks down at you, eyeing his work - he is quite pleased with himself. He looks at your connection and mourns the seeds that have flowed out of you. Staying buried in you so that the rest stays stuffed inside you his soft voice echoes through the room but you no longer hear it, "A short break for you before we start again, little love."

[im-a-gaymess]

How do I tell him?

Young!Tom Riddle x Male Reader.

7th Year.

Angsty Fluff? Contains suggestive/smut scenes.

Slight mention of violence (Just Tom wanting to punch the stupid out of people).

Summary: You and Tom are in love with each other, always were, though you only realize it after ending a pretty toxic relationship.

Word Count: 1786

A/N: I thought of this while listening to Strawberries & Cigarettes thought I'd share

[1:42 AM]

"Look, I'm not saying that I want their attention 24/7, it's just that, well, they don't ever try to make time for me. Even when I need them, they're never here. But I'm expected to be there for them at all times. I'm just so tired of it. I don't know what to do anymore." You sighed, lowering your head as your eyes wander around the ground.

You've lost sense of time, place even. Only once you stopped to take a breath did you note how late it became. As you raised your head you saw how dark it really was there. The clouds over the stars making their light nearly non existent, and the moon half hidden behind some trees.

And as your eyes travel all over the quiet, dark yet beautiful sky, Tom's attention is strictly fixed on you.

If only you knew how much that man felt at the moment. Really, he was almost overwhelmed with the amount of different emotions.

For one, how badly he wanted to punch your partner for how deeply they hurt you. He knew, from your previous vents, that there was so much more than them just having no time that bothered you. He wanted to make them cry out apologies with regret guilt for how they made you feel.

But also, he couldn't help but feel the need to hold you, keep you close to him, tell you how everything's going to be alright. How all he wants to do is protect you from all of the world's evil, to keep you from anything that could cause you harm.

Without you even noticing, Tom gently put his hand over yours, rubbing circles with his thumb on your hand. How can someone be so,, so endearing,, so loveable and be treated this way? How could someone ever look at him and want to use him? he thought, not brave enough to bring himself to tell you what he truly thinks of you.

"You know you deserve better, right, my love?" he asked, and you, all too familiar with the pet name reply with a little smile. "Would you be surprised if I said yes?" you chuckled, turning to face him, the sight of the boy in front of you making your smile grow a little bigger, causing the other to look at you with loving eyes.

"I still love them, though, I don't even know why, but I do. I still hope they're going to change, even when I know they won't" you continued, a short, awkward laugh leaving your lips.

"Believe me, sweetheart, I know exactly how that feels." he smiled at you, gently stroking your face with his free hand as the two of you continued to talk about everything, and anything, enjoying the company you gave each other.

[Following day, 4:27 PM]

Who knew that drawing in the library's restricted section would be so relaxing? Sketching animals, book covers, objects and even some random fellow housemates. It wasn't so bad, right?

But let's be honest, you were only using it as a means of distraction, trying to get yourself to forget about the fact that you're going to break up with your s/o. You don't even know how Tom managed to convince you.

Of course, it's for the best, you know that. Doesn't change the fact that you feel so damn guilty about it. I mean, why do you even? It's not like they value you, it's not like they won't have other people lined up to take their bullshit right the moment you decide to leave.

Okay, that's it. You're doing it, you're definitely doing it. You mumbled to yourself. After, of course, another art session in your little distraction place.

[5:54 PM]

What's the worst that can happen if I confess? I mean, it's not like the world would end, not like the world would explode and I'd be buried underneath layers of rock and lava.

You had him feeling something he's never even imagined he'd feel; he was nervous. His forehead full of sweat, causing his hair to stick on to him. What are you putting him through?

Friendship...That's all I am to him. I'm just a friend to [Y/N]. He only sees me as a friend. Nothing more than that. Maybe I shouldn't. I probably shouldn't.

[6:11 PM]

To his surprise, Tom heard a knock on his door. He most definitely wasn't in the mood to see, yet even talk to anyone.

"Tommy? My love, are you in there?" You questioned quite loudly, making sure to be heard from across the wall.

That petname, you have no idea what it made him want to do. Did he want to have you underneath him, touch every little bit of your body? Did he want to show you that you're his? Hear you whine and beg for him to kiss you; and so, so much more than you could imagine.

It's not the time to get lost in such sinister thoughts, Tom, he mumbled to himself, finally walking over the room to let you in.

"Hello, darli―" before he could finish, you rushed into his arms. Wrapping your hands around your friend's waist as your head rested under his own. "I missed you all day, dummie" you spoke quietly, finally happy to spend time with him.

He was quite surprised to say the least, you weren't the type to enjoy going for any type of physical affection of any type, unless it was under certain circumstances. Especially the hug being so long.

He wasn't complaining, he adored it, but he couldn't help but worry. Was something wrong? Were you hurt?

"Love, as much as I enjoy moments like this, is there anything you need to tell me? Should I kick anyone's arse?" he raised his brow, looking down at you.

You shook your head, never letting go of the taller man, a smile appearing on your face. How cute he is when he's worried, you thought.

That's pretty much how the rest of the day night went. The two of you in each other's embrace, spending it in utter silence, just glad to be in your own little world together.

You told him, before going back to your dorm, about how you finally broke up with that douchebag, and was your man proud.

The couple next days, weeks even, went by quickly. You and Tom would hang by the library after classes to complete and give help with what the other might have been stuck on.

Tom walks towards you, so dangerously close, you can practically feel his lips on yours. A hand's glued on the wall next to you, right above your head. Your body pressed against a door, his knee right in between your legs, brushing against your crotch. His other hand pulling you closer by your waist, soon planting kisses all over your jaw and neck. You can't help but melt into his touch, his lips- you just want more, more of him.

You gasp, practically jumping up your bed. It was only a dream, wasn't it you thought, sighed in slight disappointment. You wouldn't like to admit it to yourself, but you've been thinking about Tom in a certain way lately.

That only made things worse for you. Because according to you, he would never see you that way. Because the way you saw it, Tom only ever thought of you as a friend.

And so thought he. He was just as disappointed every time he'd dream of the two of you being intimate, romantically, sexually, it didn't matter. He was just as devastated when he woke up. Always went back to sleep hoping those wonderful dreams would go on.

Both of you had a few dreams like those. Some were a whole lot sweeter. Dates together, just the two of you softly making out with the sound of classical music in the background. All of this causing the two of you a bittersweet feeling, thinking that all of this was just hopeless dreams, impossible to come true.

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Starry night, you and him, the lake, the full moon shining bright. There's nothing that could ruin this delightful night. It feels like a dream, so much that you even question the reality of what's going on.

"Is this...real?" you ask Tom, not taking your eyes off the sky you so dearly loved. He raised a brow at you, looking at you in a clearly confused expression.

"If it wasn't, we'd be doing more than just stargazing, love" he chuckled, really hoping you'd take it as a joke.

"What would we be doing then, darling?" you question once again, mocking the way he calls you petnames while at it, a visibly evil smile painted on your face.

Tom takes his bottom lip in between his teeth, turning to face his pretty boy. "Do you really want to know, [Y/N]?"

The usage of your name kind of, just a little bit, frightened you. Not in a necessarily bad way, more like in a 'I have no idea what to expect next' way.

"What would you do if I kissed you?" he smirked at you, feeling oddly confident, though your silence and shocked face slowly faded. He was about to mutter apologies 'till you let out a mumble. "I'd like that" you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

"What was that, my prince? Would you kindly repeat that for me?" he told you with a straight face, making you wonder if he truly didn't hear you. If only you knew the amount of pride he felt at that moment, barely four words and his mind wandering to so, so many things he knew the both of you would like.

The shade of your cheeks changed a bit, was it from embarrassment? Or from the idea that he may actually like you back. Either way, you did repeat what you had told him, blushing even harder as there was an ever-growing smile on your face.

Soon enough, Tom sat up, leaned against a tree nearby. Motioning on his lap, he asked you to sit there, and happily you did.

You've never seen him smile like that. He looked at you like you're the only person in the world. His hands firmly on your cheeks, slowly pulling you in.

Your arms instinctively went around his neck, tilting your head to the side in order to deepen the kiss.

Once you pulled away to take a breath, his hands rested on your lower waist, his eyes staring at you lovingly as they always did.

"You know I'm no good with words." you looked at him exactly the way he was looking at you; you were truly each other's everything. "I know, my prince" his hand wandered around his loverboy's hair, soon pulling him in yet another kiss.

He knew he loved you, and now he was sure you loved him too. Only thing is, he wasn't sure how to ask you to take over the world with him, but for now, he was happy with what you had, and so were you.

[sugarxlumps]

Can't Help It

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Hey guys! Oml I promise, I'll do other characters after this :') I just couldn't help myself, Gojo Satoru has my heart

Note: Image is not mine, Gojo as a character also isn't my own :)

WARNINGS: degredation, choking, mating press, hot smut ;)

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He was too much; Gojo Satoru. He knew too much. Too much of how to get a rise out of you, leaving you flustered and stammering, and you knew this. The moment he got too close to getting you melt at his touch, his long teasing fingers brushing against your thigh, the way he slid his hand at the small of your back to make his way through, even when there was all the space in the world. As he moved past, you could barely make out that he said "Excuse me, miss", his warm breath hitting your ear as he grazed by you, causing you to shiver visibly and your breath hitch. Your head whipped around to follow his steps as he walked away from you. He used any excuse to lay his hands on you. Which is exactly why you avoided him like the plague.

Only when it was absolutely necessary did you ever interact with him, attempting to avoid his dangerously sweet touches that wreaked havoc on your body as it was. You could only imagine how euphoric his hands would feel on the rest of your body, especially to your neglected cunt that’s been craving attention… his attention specifically. You've tried to extinguish the fire in your body that craves his cock at night yourself, but it just isn't the same.

But of course Gojo knew this; making his way back home from missions and he hears you with your windows open. But your avoidance of him definitely doesn't go unnoticed either. You train 1:1 with Nanami twice a week; not being a direct student of his own, it's surprising he commits that much time to you along with the other things he's got going on. Training days are the days that Gojo grumbles about as he could think of a much better use of that time "Damn, I could be making her scream right now” He finds himself murmuring aloud. But with the strings he's pulled on Nanami, you won't be able to avoid him any longer and he'll have you all to himself.

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"What? That doesn't even make any sense, why would they do that?" You questioned Nanami in annoyance, clear to hear through the speaker of his phone.

"I'm the wrong person to be asking that, y/n. I'm in no mood to debate this. I won't be coming back until next week, so just take the week off." Nanami huffed, his tone almost apologetic; he knew how dedicated you were to training.

You sighed in annoyance. "No. You know I can't do that."

"Okay, then ask Gojo."

You froze, a silence coming over the line. "Y/n?"

"No. I can't do that either." You clenched you teeth. Damn, did you really have to? Of course, he just had to be the only teacher left.

"Then I don't know what to tell you, y/n. It's either him, or take the week off" And with that, Nanami fared you goodbye through the speaker and hung up.

Well damn, this is the true test of dedication huh? Well just no fun and games then you thought to yourself. You gotta get to work. You commit reluctantly, your body already tensing up.

After hesitating, I finally dial Gojo and a few rings go by until you hear his familiar voice.

"Hey there pretty. Now to what do I owe the pleasure?" Gojo teases. You gulp at the nickname, but roll your eyes as if to convince yourself.

"Look, just calling to see if you can train with me this week. Usual times I do with Nanami. Yes or no?" You ask plainly.

Gojo chuckles over the speaker, his husky voice sending shivers to your spine. "Jeez, so cut and dry huh? I might do with some manners, y/n" He remarks playfully, his plans already falling into place. He knows you'd try to be acting like the straightest arrow with him, but he knows just how to make you crumble.

You huff before speaking again. "Can you train with me this week… please" You ask hesitantly.

"There, see? Not too bad, right?" You can hear the smirk in his voice, imagining that damned wicked smirk of his that could make your breath hitch.

"8:30 tonight, my place"

"Y-you're place?" You stutter a bit, not expecting him to offer his place. "Why not the studio?"

"Don't worry, I've got one at my place. You forget who I am, doll." He purrs the nickname, making you part your mouth and a small flame ignite in your core. "I'm the greatest sorcerer after all; work hard play hard all from the comfort of my own home."

You think it over. I mean I guess it'd be closer to home than training on campus, a plus since training gets excruciating to walk home from.

"Okay, fine. I'll be there" You huff. You hang up and sigh once more. This should be interesting.

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You wince in pain, as your body thuds to the floor from where Gojo had knocked you back. You're quick to get up, holding the side of your waist.

"You've got quite the fire there, sweetness" He smirks, shifting his glasses down to wink at you. He's been shooting flirty remarks all through session, only 30 minutes having passed with you two sparring and it's getting you irritated. But only at the fact that he knows just what to say to get you all riled up with heat rising to your cheeks.

You lunge at him again, but he grabs your arm to pull your body in and spinning you around to face him. He's pinned one hand behind your back and holding your other by your wrist, pinning it to his chest. "You're getting ahead of yourself, y/n. You're becoming a little predictable. Loosen up a bit, hm sweetie?" He breathes on your lips, grazing too dangerously close to them as wetness begins to drip from your cunt.

You try to compose yourself, and annoyance overcomes you once again. You elbow him and swing at him again, this time imbuing cursed energy into your fist as it burns black, preparing for a black flash.

He swiftly catches your fist in his, the power of the contact between your swing and his hand causing the wall behind him to cave into a dent. He grips your wrists and turns your back to him as he pulls you up against his chest, your head hitting his shoulder.

You grunt in pain at the contact.

"Gotta admit that burned a little, princess" He growled into your ear, only sending more of your slick gushing to your pussy and threatening to leak through your panties and onto your thighs. "I might have to punish you for that one."

"Gojo, please." Your voice cracks. You weren't even sure of what you were pleading for; for him to continue? For him to stop? You couldn't help yourself any longer, and it was all lost upon you now as you could feel the hardness of his bulge through his pants grinding up against you.

"Please what y/n? Want me to stop? Or keep going? You're going to have to be specific with me darling" He suggests, his grip on your wrists tightening and grinding his hard-on harder against you, the contact almost lifting up your skirt itself. You groan unconsciously at the feeling of how big he was with his pants still constricting him, giving Gojo the answer he already knew, but he wanted it spilling from your lips specifically.

"P-please, don't stop" You gasp as he nips at your neck, sucking harshly only to lick at the tender spot as if to heal it. His hand releases your wrists to grope your breasts through your uniform, slowly unbuttoning the jacket and throwing it aside.

"That's what I like to hear" Gojo chuckles darkly in your ear, ripping the rest of the top of your uniform off, revealing your bra. He unhooks it swiftly, letting your tits drop bare in front of him as he gazes down at them.

"Shit, y/n" He breathes, quick to roll them between his fingers as he continues to trail kisses down your neck and licks stripes up to your ear, eliciting lewd moans from you. He dips his hand between your legs, running a finger along your clothed folds, feeling your slick instantly.

"Damn baby, all for me? Is this how wet you are when you're touching yourself at night moaning my name?" He seethes, his voice making you tremble and you cheeks flush pink at embarrassment that he could hear you all this time trying to relieve your thirst for him and his touch. You could do nothing but moan in admittance.

He chuckles at your response. He hooks his fingers around your skirt and the hem of your panties, sliding them both off in unison. He turns you around to face him, wanting to see the look on your face when he finally touches you in the spot you needed him most.

He doesn't wait to slide two of his fingers into you, your slick walls clenching desperately around his digits as you moan and gasp loudly at the unexpected stretch and sting from him entering you just with his fingers. You clutch onto his arm tightly, mentally cursing to yourself why you're the one completely naked while he's here still fully clothed.

"See baby? Look at you" Gojo groans into your ear at the tightness of your pussy clenching around his fingers, already anticipating how you'll feel wrapped around his cock that's straining painfully against his pants. "Making such a mess on my fingers, and I've barely done anything" He begins to pump his fingers, curling them to hit your sweet spot repeatedly with dangerous accuracy. You moan loudly at the sensation, heat continuing to build in your core and your body tingling.

"G-gojo" You pant breathlessly, clutching onto him for dear life as your legs give out, leaning on him for support, silently thanking him for being as strong as he is.

"Mmm" He groans at how sinful you moan his name. "Such a good girl for me"

Your pussy clenches tighter around his digits, pushing him to add a third as you yelp at the stinging stretch, now clawing at the back of his neck.

Gojo laughs sadistically, "So you want me to talk to you like that, huh?" He asks rhetorically, your body and moans already agreeing.

He continues the thrust his fingers into you, curling them against your walls to graze perfectly on your sweet spot, bringing you closer to the relief you've been craving since you laid eyes on him.

"G-gojo… I-I'm.. I'm gonna" You try to say, but the words fail to gather together in a coherent sentence.

"What's that y/n? What do you need?" He urges on, only thrusting his fingers faster into you to push you over the edge.

"Oh my god, Satoru! I-I'm cumming!" You moan, cutting you off as he presses his lips hungrily to yours to swallow your moans. You bite his lip, causing a moan to escape his own lips. He hungrily massages your breast as he continues to finger you to ride out your orgasm as you trembling in front of him at his touch. You were his.

He gives you a moment to recollect yourself and catch your breath, showering you with feather-light kisses down your collarbone.

"Please Satoru… I need you" You whisper, desire pooling in your eyes and dripping in your tone as you palm his hard-on through his pants that twitches under your touch.

"Since you asked so nicely…" He smirks, that damn smirk that makes your knees weak as he continues to hold you up. He clasps his hand together to warp you both, and within a blink of an eye your surroundings are no longer that of the studio, but of his room; dark with only the moonlight shining through big elegant windows.

"How can I deny such a request, when you're this hot and bothered?" He caresses your face, cupping it in his hand as he runs his thumb over the bottom of your lip. "Such a pretty slut for me" He growls lowly.

At that, your pussy clenches again, sending heat to your core and biting down on his thumb, earning a groan from him. He quickly puts a hand to your throat, squeezing the sides of it enough to have your head to nod back slightly and your eyes flutter behind your eyelids as you moan.

"Mm so you want it like that?" He laughs as he swiftly picks you up to set you down on the bed.

"You dirty little thing" He licks his lips at the sight of you finally splayed out on his bed for him as he unbuttons his uniform and unbuckling his pants, discarding them to the floor only to leave him clad in his briefs.

You drool at the sight of him, both your mouth and your pussy watering at the sight of him strip in front of you. The sight you've been waiting for, for what feels like ages now. Your eyes rake over his figure as you prop yourself on your elbows. Looking over how muscular and toned his muscles are with each movement he makes, how big the bulge in his briefs are, how massive his bare frame is to yours, and how celestial his eyes are as he devours your own figure with such dark lust and desire, making heat only ignite further within you.

He pushes his way through your thighs, settling himself between them as he kisses trails from your thighs to your navel, and reaching your breasts to suck on your nipple tenderly, kneading them between his teeth. You arch your back at the sensation, entangling your fingers in his silver hair as you gasp and your brows furrow. His hand massages your breast and travels down to cup your cunt, his fingers grazing the opening of your folds. He lowers his head down between your thighs, taking in the sight of your glistening pussy that he's gotten all to himself.

"F-fuck, Satoru, just -" You plead, but before you could finish he puts a hand to your throat harshly.

"Patience, princess" He seethes, giving kitten licks to the outer folds of your cunt just for a taste. "Now that I finally have you, I'm taking my time. Besides, isn't this what you wanted? For me to have my way with you?" He smirks as you glance down at him, regretting that you did. The devilish glint hazing over his eyes sending heat waves to your pussy. He finally delves his tongue through your folds without warning and settling to suck on your throbbing clit as he enters two fingers into you, pumping and curling them.

You thrash your head back, clawing at his forearms and shoulders as he pries your thighs a part with his hands. You feel the familiar wave of an orgasm beginning to wash over you again as he continues to curl his fingers into your g-spot and circle his slick tongue around your clit, quenching his thirst with the juices of your cunt as he laps up every last drop.

"Mmm… Satoru, I-I'm close" You warn him, your body becoming a feverish mess as you claw at him desperately, as Gojo smirks at the thought of having such marks in the morning as a reminder of tonight.

"Are you now?" He immediately pulls away, leaving you to throw your head back and groan in frustration, taking your eyes off him for a brief moment enough for him to remove his briefs. The next time you look back at him, your eyes widen hungrily at his cock, adoring how perfect it looks, yet wondering if it'd even fit.

"Don't worry, baby. Daddy's gonna take very good care of you tonight" He purrs, sliding back between you , kissing and sucking the sweet spot of your neck.

"But you have to be the one to tell me exactly what you want" He adds with a chuckle, clearly amused at how you pout slightly, so desperate to have him inside you as you tug on his waist lightly in attempt to pull him closer to you.

He nudges the tip of his cock at your entrance as he lowers his head to graze his lips against yours. "C'mon y/n, you can do it. Tell me what you've been wanting this whole time, baby" He teases raspily, the same hunger in his voice also evident as he tries to hold himself back.

"Please fuck me Satoru" He whimper, surrendering completely as you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders.

With that, he delves his cock through your tight folds, gripping and clenching around every inch of him as he eventually bottoms out, causing you to moan in unison.

"Damn, your pussy's taking my cock so fucking well baby" He grunts as he continues to thrust into you at a powerful pace. "What a perfect slut you make" He smiles cockily, slamming roughly into you as moans continue to fall from your lips. "That's right princess, let the whole school know who fucks you this good" He urges

Your eyes roll behind your eyelids at the euphoric sensation of Gojo stretching you out, filling you up so well that you see a slight bulge in your stomach when he thrusts into you, hitting your cervix and your g-spot every time. The sounds of your hips crashing and the sounds your pussy makes as he thrusts into you mercilessly are too much, already feeling heat building up in your core once again.

"You've been so desperate for my cock, isn't that right princess? Look at you, screaming and begging for me to fuck you like a bitch in heat" He seethes, lowering himself to suck harshly on your nipple, causing you to arch your back as he looks back up at you "How does it feel now that you've got the real thing?" He asks, pushing further into your as your legs press against his shoulders, folding them more onto your chest as he continues to pump his cock into you, pressing into your cervix.

You moan loudly at how deep he hits you, his adjustment causing his cock to hit deeper on your g-spot, your orgasm approaching embarrassingly quick. You continue to moan thoughtlessly, your mind too hazy to begin formulating a response. He puts a hand to your throat and picks up his pace slightly, making you yelp and gasp.

"I demand an answer, pretty" He growls this time, his eyes hungry with desire to hear you fall apart for him.

"Y-yes Satoru! It feels so fucking good!" You cry out, tears now dripping across your cheeks. "Satoru, please." You whimper, "I-I'm gonna cum"

"Cum baby, give it to me" He groans, thrusting relentlessly a couple more times until you unravel before him, completely becoming undone as you claw at his back in desperation, only fueling him more to continue thrusting deep into you to ride out your second orgasm of the night. Once he feels you slightly relax under him, he folds you over more, completely this time. With knees pressed back into the mattress, giving him all and complete access to your pussy to pound it just how he likes, how he's always wanted to.

He groans to keep himself together, close from cumming at this sight alone at how beautiful you look beneath him. "Damn sweetness, you've got me riled up here." he pants, his eyes cast with lust and carnal desire as he looks at you. " Do you know how long I've been waiting to touch you like this? To fuck you like this?" He caresses your jaw, his fingers trailing down to your collarbone and down to your breast to roll your nipple in his fingers. He dips down to connect his lips greedily to yours, emotions spilling out into the kiss as your tongues swirl around each other, everything all at once making you dizzy as you moan sweetly into his mouth, tugging at his hair to elicit a moan to slip from his own as it vibrates against your lips. "To kiss you like that" He says huskily, desire overcoming him.

He pushes himself into you, your walls suffocating around his cock as he groans at the feeling of it. Your mouth parts in a silent scream, sure that you wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow with how he’s stretching you out. He's thrusting even deeper into you now, with more raw, carnal desire than before if it were even possible. You mouth parts as you moan loudly without any regards as to who hears you. Your sopping pussy squelching as he slams his hips into yours, the sight of him fucking you into oblivion as his bright blue eyes devour yours, licking his lips ravenously.

"Satoru" You moan sinfully, so much so Gojo has to bite his lip to stop his own eyes from rolling to the back of his eyelids.

"G-gojo, it's t-too much" You moan, putting a hand lightly to his abdomen in a failed attempt to get him to slow down. You've cum so hard, you've never even brought yourself to cum this intensely, this many times consecutively.

"Too much, huh? Already fucked out on my cock, sweetness?" He chuckles, yet adoring the sight of you fucked out on his cock. All you could do was nod and whimper in response.

"Too bad, baby. You think I'm gonna stop here after I've heard you moaning my name so many times by yourself? Such a needy slut" He whispers salaciously into your ear, grunting occasionally with how rough he's pounding himself into you.

Your pussy clenches at his words, more tears streaming down your cheeks with nothing but moans of his name and curses from your lips calling out to him. He wipes them away gently, a harsh contrast to how hard he continues to slam his thick cock into you, a contrast to how his infinite blue eyes pierce into you.

"That's right, y/n." He smiles "You'll take it all like a good girl, right?" He licks a stripe up your nick to nibble on a sweet spot by your collarbone, causing you to only moan louder. "Let everyone know who's fucking cunt this is" He growls lowly. He slips two fingers into your open mouth, your tongue and mouth sucking on them instinctively. He groans at the sight of you like this, folded over sucking on his fingers as saliva trails down the side of your mouth, your eyes and body surrendering to him completely as he dedicates this moment to memory.

"You're mine, princess" He remarks possessively before removing his fingers from your mouth, a string of saliva still connecting from your lips to the tip of his digits. He brings them down to rub small circles on your throbbing neglected clit, causing you to scream in desperation and euphoria, your back arching to him slightly in the position you're in. You're pussy grips even tighter around his cock at his possessive words making you his. Another wave of pleasure begins washing over you, threatening to push you off a new edge as he drives you near the brink of being overstimulated.

"Fuck, good girl, just like that" He pants, as he continues thrust unforgivingly into you.

"Satoru, p-please!" You moan loudly, almost screaming desperately for him, only to for him to cut you off with a hand to your throat. "Say it, baby. Tell daddy what you need" He exhales, eyes engulfing yours completely.

"Please make me cum" You mewl, a couple of more tears streaming down your face as your body is on the brink of uncoiling the spring that he's wound up so tightly. He slamming himself into you in a slightly faster pace, his thrusts getting sloppier as you feel his cock twitch inside of you, indicating he was also close to his own climax.

"Fuck baby, cum for me" He demands, finally allowing your body to release the most intense waves of orgasm you've ever felt, your body on a new high as he continues to thrust into you, your climax fueling his own to follow after. He slows and stills into you, his cock still twitching as he coats the last of his cum along the walls of your cunt.

He removes himself slowly with a groan, laying beside you and quick to pull you to his chest.

"No more avoiding me, okay?" He exhales raspily, gently moving your hair down from your shoulders to place a kiss there.

"Okay" You hum happily as you nuzzle deeper into his chest, fatigue overcoming you as you both lay together.