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Missing them hours
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Dark Side
Ya know how there are fanfics you write, fanfics you post, and fanfics you just think about? This is the one Iâve been thinking about lately. I saw a post earlier that reminded me of it so now I wanna talk about it and here we are.
Pairing: Yakuza Therapist!Getou X OC
Word Count: 720
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: violence, blood, gore, death, trauma
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Yakuza Therapist!Getou whose client is a tad bit traumatized and uses violence to cope but wants to stop. She has night terrors and sometimes they get so bad she goes to an underground fighting ring with no rules where everythingâs handled quietly.Â
And she snaps. She tries not to, but every time she goes she ends up killing dozens of people because she canât/doesn't want to stop.
She gets pretty well known in the ring. People start calling her The Phoenix because of how much blood she sheds. It goes everywhere. By the end, her and the floor have turned red. After the first couple times she goes, they only let volunteers fight her.
Everyone who chooses to go into the ring with her know thereâs a very good chance theyâll die, but they also want to be the person to take down The Phoenix. They all die.
And she wants to stop. She doesnât feel guilty. She knows no one who goes there is innocent. They probably all deserve to die, herself included. But she knows itâs wrong. So she wants to learn a different coping mechanism.
It helps clear her mind. It helps her calm down. But she wants to stop killing people.
So she finds a therapist. One who wonât judge. But of course sheâs worried about getting turned in so sheâs vague with the details.Â
He pushes her and promises he wonât say anything. She doesnât believe him and keeps her mouth shut.
Until she sees him. In the crowd. After a fight. Sheâs standing up there, covered head to toe in red, surrounded by bodies. And heâs watching. Thinking, but not judging.
So she finally tells him everything in their next session (he made sure the office was empty apart from them).Â
And he asks her why she wants to stop. She doesnât feel guilty, she obviously enjoys it, and people are willing to fight her, so why stop?
Her only answer is she knows itâs wrong.
Realizing he wonât get anywhere with this approach, he asks her if sheâs tried or found anything else that helps. She says sex. He tells her to find a fuck buddy or friend with benefits. She says sheâll try but doesnât.
One night, she wakes up from another bad one. Covered in sweat, shaking, her chest feels tight. She calls him. He doesnât pick up. She tries again. No answer. Itâs the middle of the night, she figured heâs sleeping and doesnât want to bother him.
So she goes for a walk to clear her head. And ends up at the warehouse where the ring is held. She has a couple fights, is ready to stop, but then the ârefâ (more like an organizer/helper) tells her she has a challenger. She accepts.
And itâs the source of her trauma who steps into the ring with her.
She snaps and obliterates him. Itâs been years. Her scars have healed to a silvery white. Sheâs gotten stronger, faster, smarter. She takes her time. Heâs barely recognizable by the time sheâs done.
Knowing sheâs seconds away from killing everyone in the building, she steps out to the locker room to clean off. But instead she ends up with her hands on the sink, leaned over, thinking to herself âdonât snap donât snap donât snap.â
Eventually she pulls herself out of it and leaves through the back of the building into the woods. She wanders for a bit until she finds a house in the woods.Â
Itâs a yakuza safe house. She doesnât know that, nor is she in the state of mind to care. All she knows is people come out and attack her. (Sheâs covered in blood and found their hideout, of course theyâd be willing to kill her and dump her body in the woods)
And then she snaps. And wipes them out.
Once theyâre all dead and sheâs standing in the middle of the carnage, she realized what she did. Worried about getting caught, she finds alcohol and gasoline and burns down the house.
She wanders the woods for a bit until she finds a small, shallow river. The deepest part reaches her chest. She strips down and washes off, making sure to get all the blood out of her hair and clothes.
And finally Getou calls her back.
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"TW1TTER P0RN LINK5: PT4" â jjk men.
â cw : nsfw twt links w your favorite jjk men. afab reader. minors do not interact. ( make a request here! )
â note : kinda done with tumblr fucking up my posts, but wtv,,, comments and reblogs are appreciated!! mwah <3
TOJI FUSHIGURO / SUKUNA RYOMEN
cw: unprotected sex, creampie, size kink, fingering (4).
adores seeing the mess he's made inside of you
he's just so, so fucking big compared to his love
guess he gotta prep you nicely for both of his cocks
finally getting pounded like his darling deserves
"would you take it all?"
NANAMI KENTO / HIGURUMA HIROMI
cw: fingering, spanking, size kink.
"relax and let daddy take care of all your needs"
"ever so pretty when I leave you red"
gotta definitely brag about his new watch
ever so comfortable bent over his lap <33
another one just bc my size kink is going crazy
GETO SUGURU / SATORU GOJO
cw: riding + yourself on the shelf, jerking off vid.
always gonna make you work for it
he loves showing you off to the camera so much
little things he likes to send you when he's away â¡
better keep that arch deep for him
"bend over and take it like the pretty girl you are"
CHOSO KAMO / INO TAKUMA
cw: unprotected sex, oral, jerking off, body worship.
eating you out oh-so-slowly and oh-so-nicely <3
pretty boy will never be able to get you out of his mind
will ask to worship you every single morning
maybe spooning it's even better than you'd think
his princess always tastes so, so sweet on his tongue
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TWITTER LINKS!! ~JJK
MDI
â SATORU GOJO
â ð©ð¢ð·ðªð¯ðš ðŽðŠð¹ ðžðªðµð© ð©ðªð® ðªð¯ ðŽð¬ðªð³ðµ ^-^
â ðŽðªð»ðŠ ð¬ðªð¯ð¬ o-o
â ð©ðŠ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ^-^
â ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ðšðªð³ð ð¢ð§ðµðŠð³ ðð°ð¯ðš ð¥ð¢ðº ð°ð§ ð§ðªðšð©ðµðªð¯ðš ð€ð¶ð³ðŽðŠðŽ <3
â ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð©ð¢ð³ð¥ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð§ð¢ðŽðµ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðŠ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ðµðŠð¢ðŽðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ 0~0
â ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðªð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ð€ð°ð¶ð€ð© ^~^
â ð©ðŠ ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ð¥ð°ðªð¯ðš ðµð©ðªðŽ ðµð° ðºð°ð¶ <3
â ðºð°ð¶ ðµð¢ð¬ðŠ ð©ðªðŽ ð€ð°ð€ð¬ ðŽð° ðšð°ð°ð¥ v-v
â ðŽð²ð¶ðªð³ðµðªð¯ðš ð£ð¶ðµ ð©ðŠ ð¬ðŠðŠð±ðŽ ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð³ðªð¥ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªð® ðµðªðð ð©ðŠ ð€ð¶ð®ðŽ ðªð¯ðŽðªð¥ðŠ o-o
â ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðžð©ðªððŠ ðºð°ð¶'ð³ðŠ ðµðªðŠð¥ ð¶ð± ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðŠ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽ ðµð©ðªðŽ ðžðªðµð© ðºð°ð¶ð³ ðµðªðµðŽ 'v'
â TOJI FUSHIGURO
â ð±ð¶ð¯ðªðŽð©ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ð£ð³ð¢ðµðµðº ððªðµðµððŠ ðšðªð³ð ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð³ð°ð¶ðšð©ððº ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð®ð¢ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðŽð²ð¶ðªð³ðµ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðŠ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ð€ð©ð°ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðžð©ðªððŠ ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ð«ðŽ ð·ðŠð³ðº ð£ðªðš ð§ð°ð³ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ðµðªð¯ðº ð©ð°ððŠ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ðŽðªð»ðŠ ð¬ðªð¯ð¬ o-o
â ðŽðµð³ðŠðµð€ð©ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðžðªðµð© ð©ðªðŽ ð€ð°ð€ð¬ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ðŠð¢ðµðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð°ð¶ðµ ðžð©ðªððŠ ðºð°ð¶ ð¢ð³ðŠ ðŽð²ð¶ðªð³ð®ðªð¯ðš ïŒ-ïŒ
â ðŽðµð¶ð§ð§ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ð³ ðµðªð¯ðº ð©ð°ððŠ ðžðªðµð© ð©ðªðŽ ðžð©ðªðµðŠ ððªð²ð¶ðªð¥ °v°
â ð©ðªð® ð£ðŠðªð¯ðš ðšðŠð¯ðµððŠ ðžðªðµð© ᅵᅵð°ð¶ ðµð©ð¢ðµ'ðŽ ð³ð¢ð³ðŠ ^-^
â ð©ðªðŽ ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ ðµð°ðº <3
â ð³ðªð¥ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ð§ð¢ð€ðŠ ^-^
â ðµð³ðºðªð¯ðš ð³ðªð¥ðŠ ð©ðªðŽ ð©ð¶ðšðŠ ð€ð°ð€ð¬ ïŒ-ïŒ
â NANAMI KENTO
â ðŽðð¢ð±ð±ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð±ð°ð°ð³ ð€ð¶ð¯ð¯ðº ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð®ð¢ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðŽð²ð¶ðªð³ðµ ð£ðº ð³ð°ð¶ðšð©ððº ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ïŒ-ïŒ
â ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ððªð¬ðŠ ðµð©ðªðŽ ^-^
â ðŠð¢ðµðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð°ð¶ðµ ðŽð° ðšð°ð°ð¥ >-<
â ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð°ð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ðŽðªð¯ð¬ *~*
â ð±ð¶ðððªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð©ð¢ðªð³ ðžð©ðªððŠ ð±ð°ð¶ð¯ð¥ðªð¯ðš ðªð¯ðµð° ðºð°ð¶ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðªðŽ ð€ð°ð€ð¬ ð³ðŠð¢ð€ð©ðŠðŽ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð¥ðŠðŠð±ðŠðŽðµ ðŽð±ð°ðµðŽ ~v~
â ð®ð¢ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðð°ð·ðŠ ðžðªðµð© ð©ðªð® ^-^
â ðµðºðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ð£ð³ð¢ðµ ðžðªðµð© ð©ðªðŽ ð£ð³ð°ðžð¯ ð£ðŠððµ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðªðŽ ð¥ðªð€ð¬ ðªðŽ ð£ðªðªðªðªðšðšðšðš O-O
â ð€ð¶ð®ð®ðªð¯ðš ðªð¯ðŽðªð¥ðŠ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð°ð¯ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ðŽðµð°ð®ð¢ð€ð© -V-
â ð©ðŠ ðµð©ð³ð¶ðŽðµðŽ ðªð¯ðµð° ðºð°ð¶ ððªð¬ðŠ ðµð©ðªðŽ '-'
â GETO SUGURU
â ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ð§ð¢ð· ð®ð°ð¯ð¬ðŠðº ^-^
â ðµð©ðªðŽ ðªðŽ ðŽð° ð©ðªð® >~<
â ð±ð°ð¶ð¯ð¥ðªð¯ðš ðªð¯ðµð° ðºð°ð¶ ð©ð¢ð³ð¥ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ð¢ð·ðªð¯ðš ðšð°ð°ð¥ ðµðªð®ðŠ ðžðªðµð© ð©ðªð® ^o^
â ðžð©ðŠð¯ ð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ðªð¯ ð¢ ðšð°ð°ð¥ ð®ð°ð°ð¥ ^~^
â ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðŽð±ð¢ð¯ð¬ðªð¯ðšðŽ ð§ð³ð°ð® ð©ðªð® ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðµðªðð ðºð°ð¶ ð®ð¢ð¬ðŠ ð¢ ð®ðŠðŽðŽ O-O
â ð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ð³ð°ð¶ðšð© ð£ð¶ðµ ðºð°ð¶ ððªð¬ðŠ ðªðµ *v*
â ðºð°ð¶ ðð°ð·ðŠ ð³ðªð¥ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªð® ^-^
â ð©ðŠ ð«ðŽ ðžð¢ð¯ð¯ð¢ ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ ðºð°ð¶ ðµðªðð ðºð°ð¶'ð³ðŠ ð¯ð¶ð®ð£ u-u
â ð©ðŠ ð«ðŽ ðžð¢ð¯ð¯ð¢ ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ ðºð°ð¶ ðµðªðð ðºð°ð¶'ð³ðŠ ð¥ð¶ð®ð£ u~u
â ð±ðŠð³ð§ðŠð€ðµ ðŽðŠð¹ ~o~
â ðºð°ð¶ ðžð¢ð¯ð¯ð¢ ð³ðªð¥ðŠ ð©ðªðŽ ð€ð°ð€ð¬ "v"
â RYOMEN SUKUNA
â ð©ðŠ ð«ðŽ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ðŽð©ðªð£ð¢ð³ðª o~o
â ðµðºðªð¯ðš ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð±ð°ð¶ð¯ð¥ðªð¯ðš ðªðŽ ð©ðªðŽ ð§ð¢ð· ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ðŽð°ð° ð©ð¶ðšðŠðŠ ð§ð°ð³ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð±ð¶ðŽðŽðº ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ð©ð¢ð³ð¥ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð®ð¢ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðŽð²ð¶ðªð³ðµ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð€ð©ð°ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð°ð¯ ð©ðªðŽ ððŠð¯ðšðµð© ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðªðŽ ð£ð³ð¢ðµ ð¯ð°ðž ð€ð¢ð¯'ðµ ðŠðŽð€ð¢ð±ðŠ ïŒ~ïŒ
â ðŽðªð»ðŠ ð¬ðªð¯ð¬ O~O
â ð£ð³ð¶ðµð¢ðððº ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ð·ðŠð³ðº ð³ð°ð¶ðšð© ðžðªðµð© ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð€ð¶ð¯ð¯ðº ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð©ðªðŽ 2 ð¥ðªð€ð¬ðŽ ðŠð¯ðµðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð§ð³ð°ð® ð£ð°ðµð© ð©ð°ððŠðŽ ~w~
â ð©ð¶ðšðŠ ð£ð¶ðµ ðºð°ð¶ ðµð¢ð¬ðŠ ð©ðªðŽ ðŽðŠðŠð¥ ðªð¯ðŽðªð¥ðŠ ^-^
â SHIU KONG
â ðŽðªð»ðŠ ð¬ðªð¯ð¬ O-o
â ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð£ð¶ðµ ð€ð¢ð¯'ðµ ðŽðµð°ð± ðŽð®ð°ð¬ðªð¯ðš '~'
â ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð³ð°ð¶ðšð© ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðšð°ð°ð¥ ^~^
â ð©ðŠ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ðµð¢ðŽðµðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð«ð¶ðªð€ðŠðŽ ~o~
â ð§ðªð¯ðšðŠð³ðªð¯ðš ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð€ð©ð°ð¬ðªð¯ðš ~v~
â ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðžðªðµð© ð©ðªð® ððªð¬ðŠ ðµð©ðªðŽ ^-^
â ð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ðšðŠð¯ðµððŠ ðžðªðµð© ðºð°ð¶ ^~^
â ð¥ð°ðŠðŽð¯'ðµ ðžð¢ð¯ðµ ðºð°ð¶ ðµð° ð®ð¢ð¬ðŠ ð¢ð¯ðº ðŽð°ð¶ð¯ð¥ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ð±ð°ðð¢ð³ ð£ðŠð¢ð³ ð¢ð³ð®ðŽ <3
â ð¢ðµ ð¯ðªðšð©ðµ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ð©ðŠ ð±ð°ð¶ð¯ð¥ðŽ ðªð¯ðµð° ðºð°ð¶ o-o
â ð©ðªðŽ ððªðµðµððŠ ðŽðð¶ðµ <3
â HIGURUMA HIROMI
â ðŽðªð»ðŠ ð¬ðªð¯ð¬ O-O
â ð©ðŠ ð«ðŽ ðð°ð·ðŠ ð¥ð°ðªð¯ðš ðµð©ðªðŽ ^-^
â ð©ðŠ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ðµðªðµðŽ ^o^
â ð³ðªð¥ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ð¯ð°ðŽðŠ *V*
â ðšðŠð¯ðµððŠ ðŽðŠð¹ ðžðªðµð© ð©ðªð® ^-^
â ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð¢ð§ðµðŠð³ ð€ð°ð®ðªð¯ðš ð§ð³ð°ð® ðžð°ð³ð¬ o~o
â ðšðŠðµðµðªð¯ðš ðŽð±ð¢ð¯ð¬ðŠð¥ ïŒ-ïŒ
â ðŽðð°ðž ðµð©ð³ð¶ðŽðµðŽ ðžð©ðªððŠ ð©ðŠ ðŽð¶ð€ð¬ðŽ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð¯ðªð±ð± ^~^
â ð¥ð³ðªðððªð¯ðš ðªð¯ðµð° ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð±ð¶ðŽðŽðº v-v
â ð©ðŠ ð«ðŽ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ðŠð¢ðµðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ð°ð¶ðµ ð§ð³ð°ð® ð£ð¢ð€ð¬ ~v~
â ð³ðªð¥ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ððŠð¯ðšðµð© ^~^
â ð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ðŽð° ðšðŠð¯ðµððŠ ðžðªðµð© ð©ðªðŽ ðµð©ð³ð¶ðŽðµðŽ vov
â CHOSO KAMO
â ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ð§ð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðžð©ðªððŠ ðºð°ð¶ ðžðŠð¢ð³ ðŽð¬ðªð³ðµðŽ ^-^
â ð¢ð¥ð¥ðªð€ðµðŠð¥ ðµð° ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð¯ðªð±ð±ððŠðŽ ^0^
â ðŠð¢ðµðŽ ðºð°ð¶ ð°ð¶ðµ ððªð¬ðŠ ðµð©ðªðŽ v-v
â ðŽðµð³ð°ð¬ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ð¯ðŠðŠð¥ðº ð€ð°ð€ð¬ o~o
â ð©ðŠ ðžð©ðªð¯ðŠðŽ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ðºð°ð¶ ðŽðµð³ð°ð¬ðŠ ð©ðªð® v0v
â ð³ðªð¥ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ð€ð°ð€ð¬ ðªð¯ ðŽð¬ðªð³ðµ ^~^
â ðŽð¶ð€ð¬ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªð® ðžð©ðªððŠ ð³ð¶ð£ð£ðªð¯ðš ð©ðªðŽ ð¢ðŽðŽï¿œï¿œð°ððŠ owo
â ð©ðŠ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ðŠð¹ð±ðŠð³ðªð®ðŠð¯ðµðªð¯ðš ðžðªðµð© ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð±ð¶ðŽðŽðº v~v
â ðŽðð¢ð®ð®ðªð¯ðš ðªð¯ðµð° ðºð°ð¶ ðžðªðµð© ð¶ð³ðšðŠð¯ðµ ðµð©ð³ð¶ðŽðµðŽ >-<
â ð©ðŠ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ðµðŠð¢ðŽðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ /v\
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part 2
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This is so Satoru coded
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geto â©^Ï^â©
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WHO DECIDED TO GATEKEEP THIS.
credit: haekz (ig) I WAS TOLD THIS BY A COMMENT!!
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#OOHMAMI! g. suguru
â sum. cuban link, diamond crossâyouâre a big fan of suguru geto, the top street racer in tokyo. he doesnât wanna win any more races, he wants to win you this time. keep at it and he might have to fuck you on the highway.
wc. 5.7k
warnings. fem! reader, street racer! geto, pwp, unprotected, suguru has a (dick) piercing / tats, semi-public, riding, brief Åral (f! receiving), you get eaten out his window lol, overstim, dirty talk, praise, size kink, impact play, petnames, drive safe.
an. chase atlantic inspired me ¯\_(áµâáŽâ)_/¯
âyou, yeah you. wanna ride?â
stop thinking dirty, stop thinking dirâ
you stop dead in your tracks, hearing the deafening vrooming of a certain nissan skyline gtr along with a raspy deep voice. you knew that voice, in fact youâd be a fool not to recognize the voice of the suguru geto, infamous street racer whoâs won more races around the world than you could count. heâs got a big hand on the steering wheel with his dark purple helmet cracked open. growing pathetically sheepish, you could barely get any words out before you start to feel your feet gradually dragging toward his rumbling car.
âreally?â you mumble, barely even pressed up against his tinted window and you could smell his loud rich cologne from there. you couldnât help but fangirlâand oh, did he look so much better in person. getoâs got pretty long tresses of black hair thatâs usually down, but in every race itâs always pinned back. a few loose strands run down his face, peeking out of his helmet and his glove grips tightly against his bedazzled steering wheel that had âs. getoâ carved into the material as it flawlessly spiraled around the wheel.
âreaaally,â he tauntingly repeats your word, cocking his head to get a better look at you. you could smell the thick puffed smoke that weeps out of his silvery flashy tailpipes and he hums. slouching back against his seat manspread, his foot eases off from the break and you watch as the flashy racerâs seat flies open on its on, and you step in. âi take it youâre here to see the race?â
no, no you werenât.
you couldnât lie to yourselfâyou were here to see the race, but you were to here to see geto also. youâve only seen him during his interviews, magazines, and sometimes on tv where his races would be broadcasted for the entire world to see.
but, you managed to snag enough money to actually see him in the flesh.
without a second thought you make your way inside. on the inside, you were screaming. you were currently living every one of his fangirlâs dream. immediately once you sit down, youâre surrounded by the balmy welcoming warmth of his beloved str. you assumed it was an older model but he made it work anyway â it had cushioned seats with blaring speakers and oh, the smell . . itâs almost as if the vehicle had a signature cologne scent of its self. itâs really masculine and it makes your thighs squeeze together once you recline back a bit. his seats warmed up your backside automatically and you glance around the rest of the car, taking in its glitzy beauty.
itâs pretty, youâve only seen pictures. ogling near his rear view mirror, you see fuzzy dice dangling as heâs adjusting it. the rest of the cars usually gathered near the meet up spot before the race actually starts.
âsheâs pretty, isnât she?â geto snickers, noticing you gawking at the inside of his car.
indeed, you heard about how geto built this entire thing from scratch. before doing street racing as a little side hustling hobby, he used to be a mechanic. a well known one, but that wasnât as fun as actually racing.
geto tosses an arm behind the head rest of your seat, preparing to go in reverse. âhad her for about two years. havenât lose a match, since.â
ânot one?â you murmur, wanting to call his bluff. sure, youâve never seen anyone covering him losing a match but that was a bit hard to believe.
âdoubtinâ me, sweetheart?â he rasps, and you feel the rough jittering of the car. getoâs backing up safely, curving his wheel briefly to drive out of one of his many garages.
sweetheart, you donât know why but that single pet name had you feeling hot for a moment. once your eyes dart back toward him for a split second, you spot a toothpick sticking out from the corner of his crooked lips. heâs so pretty â heâs got a natural smirk thatâs tugging against the corners of his lips. as he starts to drive toward the starting point for the highly anticipated race, a gloved thumb taps against his furry steering glimmering wheel. with a low hum, he glances at you. âseatbelt, silly girl.â
shit, you snap on your seat belt moments later and notice even his signatureâs all over his seatbelt covers. âsuguru getoâ in bright bold letters.
drafty air wafts against your skin as heâs still creating distance with just a few miles. once he reaches near the starting line, you hear his foot tapping against the break.
one, two, three . . three, two, one . . heâs bored.
geto positions his rear view mirror for the millionth time before noticing you zeroing your eyes at his gear shift that glistens from the dozens of rhinestones that glue against the cover. countless diamonds stick up and down the leather skin of the handle and itâs so pretty.
âhold on, sweetheart,â geto purrs, his eyes slowly locking onto the flagger thatâs stood in front of the row of cars.
getoâs still got a firm hand gripped onto his wheel, his right foot just barely hovering over the gas. come on, he just wanted to get it over with. you could almost smell the competitiveness dripping from his body.
it was intense, you could almost feel the anticipation as if you were in the driverâs seat. the tall woman thatâs dressed in nothing but sheer black carries a hefty checked flag, swaying it in the air every few seconds. as she safely spaces herself between the cars, she does it two more times and you realize itâs almost time for take off.
the cars that were lined up beside and next to geto start to rev their engines and so does he. itâs a roaring groan, and his rousing wheels burn into the hardened cement, his gold pipes coughing up clouds of purple smoke. geto gives his wheel one more tap with his thumb before glancing at you with a cunning grin. âlie back, i take off pretty fast, heh.â
and he wasnât kidding.
the moment the flagger does a final up-down sway motion with the flag, all race cars accelerate quickly past the starting point. you sink back into the plushy seat as he meanly yanks back his stick shift.
his engineâs loud, and within seconds heâs already in the lead. itâs like he wasnât even trying. frantic turbo spits through his rusted pipes and you can feel his car speedily pass through each poor vehicle that tries to get in his way.
vroooooom, heâs flying by each checkpoint and you could almost smell the adrenaline thatâs coursing through his pulsating veins.
the thrill . .
you felt it all ghost through your own veins, feeling the frigid air roaming through his vents tickle against the hairs that stand up on your arms. geto makes a few sharp turns, keeping an eye on the time every so often. his personal best was around five minutes and seventy-seven seconds. with a coarse grip, heâs tilting his steering wheel while the thunder of his engine growls louder and louder within each whizzing mile.
over time thoughâyou canât help but be a bit nosy. your eyes shift toward the racer and god, youâre just now noticing how handsome he was.
geto usually wore sweats along with his street gear. he didnât have to wear his helmet but he preferred it just in case. its all black with a splash of purpleâyou can see his signature lazily signed near the very top. outlined beside his name was a curling design of smoke. the part where he sees through was all darkly tinted so you could hardly see his face unless you squinted or he took it off.
itâs like it added more to his appeal in a way. he sat manspread and doing so, it gave you a one way ticket to stare straight down at his barely hidden bulge.
fuck, your mind started to ponder. you had so many unanswered questions. isnât it painful driving around that hardâ
âhey,â your raunchy thoughts get rudely interrupted and you donât even realize how many minutes had passed from you being cooped up in your own lewd fantasm. getoâs driving a bit slower now, around sixty mph instead of his usual two hundred. heâs way in the lead, first place. one handâs lazily on the steering wheel and he fakes a yawn.
oh heâs cocky.
with a quick glance out his mirror, he knew the other cars were far behind him and he now starts drifting near the freeway. with an intrigued hum, he notices just exactly what you were staring at. his lap. âdonât tell me this was the ride you thought i meant, sweetheart.â
âiââ
itâs like his cologne got louder.
you choked on your words, wondering if you were hearing right. suguru, the suguru geto was flirting with you?
and the thing that got you the most was that he wasnât even looking at you anymoreâevery few seconds, youâd lock eyes against him near the ear view mirror, feeling hot once his eyes slowly rove down your figure through his dark tinted helmet.
not only was his cologne loud but so were your thoughtsâshamelessly, you did think he was referring to that kind of ride minutes earlier.
and the more you stared at his hardened bulge through his grey sweats, the more you started to think. .
but, little did you know your dirty wish would be granted.
not even a few moment later, youâd find yourself fucked - literally.
geto positions you on his lap, halfway pulling down his loose sweats just so you could ride something else entirely.
instead of riding just his car â you rode his dick, and fuck was he just ridiculously big.
too big, and he knows it. geto groans once heâs buried full inside, lodging his thick cock in between your slimy gummy walls. âshit,â heâd hiss, his head occasionally tossing back once the ring piercing thatâs stuck on his tip tap tap tapâs away against your precious g-spot. it swirls all around the inside of your cunt and your thighs struggled to stay open. it tickles, but you were far from laughing. heâs so big, easily rearranging your insides and be barely even had to move a muscle.
heâs ruthless - but your hips were even more ruthless though, far more.
geto knew all too well that this was dangerousâjust one swerve from the swerving stimulation of bodies smacking against his and game fucking over.
you moan, burying your face into his neck as your hips continue to move against him. heâs still burning gas as your cuntâs just merrily drooling all down his length from each slapping thrust.
belatedly, your brows furrow, almost forgetting why you even showed up to this event. well, part of why you came. âf- fuck, what about t- the race?â you speak in a breathy tone, your tempo becoming more and more relentless. the salaciously enticing jerk of your unsteady hips gradually turn into rough unstable bounces and he kisses his teeth. geto feels the convulsing veins that run down his cock pulse right through him and between your walls, you feel it too.
âoh, sweetheart,â he huffs, his back of his helmet hitting against his headrest. looking at you with hazy hooded eyes, he flashes you a sleazy grin. âtechnically, i already won,â and you gasp, feeling him reach a gloved hand down between your rickety thighs. his touch was so gentle, you felt yourself shuddering from both twin digits that drag further down your chest. he cups one of your bouncing tits that pop out of your tank top, brushing a thumb against your sensitive nipple. âgod, what a pretty fuckinâ body. look at you girl,â and heâs still got a hand on the steering wheel.
a trembling whimper dies out your throat at the feeling of his swollen fat cockhead vigorously thrusting in and out of your dribbling entrance.
youâre just so soaked. itâs like you canât help but be sopping wet on his lap and he loves it. sloshes of sobs echo out of your pussy and your legs pathetically quaver directly on top of him.
both of you groan in complete unison and a big hand of his creeps further down, giving your ass a teasing squeeze. âfuuucck, reel those nasty hips. ride it baby, ride me, yeah,â and you hear the grumbling revs of his engine ring against your ears louder. it makes the entire car shake a bit despite him pushing down a few miles. with widened dewy eyes staring at the back of his car, you squint, seeing dozens of cars trying to catch up to geto.
they didnât have a chance,
they looked like tiny splotching dots in the far distance. geto even had the audacity to not do his usual speed and yet he was still dusting the other racers.
typical.
âs- suguru,â you whine, the undersides of your thighs sticking against him. each time you bounced back on his cock, each ruthless âpap pap papâ of your skin mashing against his and the clingy recoil never fails to leave you brain dead for a few seconds. heâs so thick. you swivel your hips around him, gasping every time his dick piercing scrapes against your clit. the cold material makes a good portion of your thighs quake and you canât help but coo out a few sweet âoohâ or âahâs right next to the shell of his ear. your panties were lazily shoved to the side and he didnât even bother taking them off.
yet.
âso fuckinâ big, shiiiit.â youâd whimper, trying to swerve your way all around him. heâs just too big, you were even surprised he fit. you had to go down slow, aligning yourself against him â every few seconds his cock would pop out of you, making that cute squelch sound that makes his suck his teeth in annoyance.
âmhm, ân youâre takinâ it so well. youâre a big girl, fuckinâ take it,â he rasps in a hushed tone, nipping a few teeth near the inside of your neck. his helmet along with his toothpick ends up falling near the side of his seat with a loud thud.
your hips were killer.
unlike any opponent heâs had to go up against. youâre happily squeezing around him like a vice, taking in his curved inches like a champ. âf- fuck, who taught you how âta ride? heh, tryna give me a run for my money, hm pretty?â
your whiny moans only pitch louder once he grips a nice chunk of your ass with one hand, peering at his bedazzled dash. the speed was a bit over one fifty now but it didnât even feel like it.
âugh, âm gonna cum,â you gasp, growing more and more dumb the faster you bounced on his heavy throbbing cock. his peeling sack hangs from underneath and heâs so swollen, you feel it.
maddened angry balls entirely reddened and puffed up from the delicious stimulation. with every sharp pull of your hips bouncing up and down, he feels himself shriveling â heâs so sensitive inside of you, and he can almost taste his own pleasure. whilst you continue to twirl your ass around in rotation for him, you couldnât help but shamelessly salivate at the thought of imagining just how full he might be.
âsuguâfuuuckk,â and a bead of sweat races down the side of your face. getoâs primarily focusing on the road, itâs an easy straight shot and with how it was practically the middle of the night it wasnât that many cars except for the oneâs participating in the annual street races.
âbet you are. sloppy girl,â he huffs, groaning at the echoing loud smacks of your ass. youâre mercilessly clamping down his lap over and over, preparing to gush all over the dick thatâs currently nestled inside of you. heâs got such a mouth watering curve of his cock that makes your stomach twist and churn.
the kind of curve that doesnât involve his motor vehicle, that kind.
getoâs dick knew how to do swerves on its own, it even knew how to carve an entire bumpy race track allllll through your insides with his fat pink tip. âtouch yourself, pretty. gimme a show before you mess up my fuckinâ seats.â
you could hear the sass in his voice along with a drip of vex and youâd giggle if you werenât being ruthless stuffed full of inches. âo- okay,â you breathe through clenched teeth, guiding your hands up and down your body. getoâs dark eyes stare at you intently.
he stared at the way your hands caress your pretty plump tits, feeling down the valley of your exposed chest. his eyes flicker toward you then back at the road, then at you again - he repeats it, feeling his own muscles starting to tighten through his clothing. ângh, suguru. canât holdââ
your addictive slams against his cock got more intense until heâs fully buried balls deep inside of your squeezing cunt. you hear the saturated plops thatâs squealing out of your pussy and you canât even believe thatâs you thatâs sounding like that.
your poor sweet cunt was louder than his radio, completely shrieking over some random chorus of a heavy metal song you didnât even know was playing in the background.
âfuck, cum then. cum on me, girl,â he grunts, one hand grabbing a nice fat piece of your ass again before spanking it.
you moan, the sharp brief twinge of elation sending you a shiver that immediately sends convulses between your thighs. lewd filthy thoughts foil at your brain and pretty soon, the car steams up with steamy clouded fog.
erratic sharp breaths match each otherâs pace and youâre left breathless. geto feels your legs on the verge of giving out and he snickers, bringing a gloved hand to stroke against your sopping pussy. âgo on, donât be shy. should make ya lick up the mess later anyway.â
whimpering, your release comes and fuck, a sharp scream ripples out from your throat once youâre finally coming undone on his cock. the wrinkled skin of his base continues to stick against his sack due to you bouncing against him.
itâs hot, literally.
with both plush mounds of skin harshly plummeting on top of each other, the heat of the car made it feel like the air conditioner wasnât even on. âthaaatâs it, work those hips, goddamn,â and abruptly, he cuts off from his words after feeling his mushroom tip reach a certain spongey spot thatâs buried way inside of your gripping walls.
you gasp once you feel him throb inside with a soft upward shimmy of his hips. milliseconds later, your thighs collapse down on him and you feel yourself succumbing. youâre creaming down his shaft with your slippery slick while at the very same time, struggling to catch your breath. as you weakly try to continue your grinding with your feeble knees, geto uses a single hand to quickly make a detour.
he was close.
the race car makes a swift turn to the left lane, driving a few more miles before he then turns the opposite direction â pulling over safely. with a cooing skrrrrt, his rubber tires come to a cruising stop and geto groans, gripping at his tensing bouncing thigh with his glove. the finish line was just a few feet away but he could care less.
once he puts his car in park, geto falls back into his seat with own sable dark eyes flickering back to the very depths of his skull.
you rode him good, good to the point where he doesnât even know what to say for a hot second. blinking twice, geto smears his glossed lips together before exhaling, âphew,â and he swats another palm against your ass. black unkempt strands of hair tape against the center of forehead like glue whilst heâs finally got a good grip on your hips. âfuck, âm gonna cum too,â and your puffy folds continue to dribble with honeyed slick.
youâre damping his cock and the squelches you make, they were loud.
so wet and slimy. he could listen to it all day, just the sound of your sweet cunt whimpering out sweet sloshes of nothing. the overwhelming sensitivity leaves a sourly candied taste in your mouth and you whine, feeling him squeeze a hand against your right hip. with a raspy out of breath tone, he strokes a thumb underneath your quivering bottom lip. â âs okay if i cum inside, pretty?â
ây- yeah, please,â you babble out in broken cries, feeling your tummy frantically heave in and out.
as he grabs your hips, steadying youâyou intake a breath, remembering how many inches he was buried inside. your tummy tucks inward and you whimper, feeling him preparing to shoot pure blanks. with a size like his, getoâs cock never failed to leave its sloppy infamous mark.
youâre just marveled at how fat his tip is, itâs voluntarily french-kissing up against sweet beloved cervix thatâs screaming out curses just as much as you. heâs got two hands on your veering hips, smooth fabric of his racing gloves sliding up and down your wobbly. with pouty compressed lips, you moan, bringing your hands to grab onto his shoulders. âcum, cum in meâfuck.â
geto huskily groans, tossing his head back once your hips zealously reel into him right as he gives you the final perfunctory thrust that finishes him off. immediately, heâs shooting out ribbons of hot cum that pour into you. youâre panting as he slows down, glossy eyes raking at his body. you could see a bit of his tatted sleeves peek from underneath his shirt - his tense muscles bulging.
âgod, better take all of it,â he groans, pretty black lashes sticking against his droopy hooded sockets.
it spurts out slowly but surely.
globs and globs of frothy cum bubble down the swollen sides of his cock and you feel it all. itâs toasty and warm and as heâs pouring his all into you, painting your gummy walls his pristine-white color, you couldnât help but lean in.
getoâs matching your breathy irregular pants before he feels your trembling lips crash onto his. âmmf,â he moans against your lips, tilting his head back slightly to a certain attractive degree. a hand of his reaches toward his radio, turning the middle notch all the way down just to hear the squelches of his own seed slobbering down your slick cunt.
he tastes sweet. you moan at the lingering taste of fresh cooling mint that lives on his tongue, feeling his hands tighten around your waist.
oh, heâs obsessedâ
screw the race by this point, all he wanted at this moment was you.
getoâs still got such a large load thatâs dumping into you raw and it even oozes down past your thighs, a few creamy droplets plopping down on his velvet seats. he grunts, both twisting tongues ferociously tangling against each other whilst your pussyâs still squeezing down on him like a vice. a glossed translucent ring forms around his base and he feels you trying to touch yourself with two curious fingers.
with a slight smack, he swats your hand away and you whine in his mouth. âheh, hands to yourself,â you pout because earlier he let you touch yourself but now, no. he teases, breaking away from the hot kiss. a stringy cobweb of saliva tears back from both lax plump lips before he playfully nibbles on your chin. geto notices how slumped out you were and a broad open hand of his crawls between your legs. âooooh,â and he lifts you up from his swollen flaccid cock, gazing at just how much of a fill heâs pumped into you. âwell look at that,â and you whimper, feeling him strum a thumb down your drooling cunt. âwould be a shame if it all went to waste,â then he quirks a brow, sliding a tongue across his lips. âprincess, stick your head out the window for me real quick.â
âout the windââ
and not even seconds later, you find yourself literally being bent over, halfway hanging out of his rolled down tinted window. geto wasnât done, at least not yet.
your sheeny glossed lips immediately part into an âoâ as a sweet gasp leaves your lips. with clammy hands, they grip onto the edge of his window and you whimper once he delves his long tongue inside of your cunt. your fingers gripped against the window so hard that it ends up leaving dozens of your cute fingerprints against the tinted glass.
âoh my goddd,â you babble out in elongated sweet syllables. with your pretty eyes bulging, you gasp at feeling the tip of his tongue swirl all around inside of you.
geto lowly grunts, lapping his twitching pink muscle down your runny folds back and forth. between your legsâheâs a menace, and it was no prying him off.
at all.
he doesnât even bat an eye at the simple fact that heâs eating his own cum out of you, unapologetically savoring the bittersweet taste that lands right on his flavored tastebuds. your legs were so weak and you can feel his warm breath continuously fan against and on your sopping folds as he chuckles.
âmy my, look at her. this prizeâs way better than some money,â he hums, using a leather thumbed glove to swipe down your entrance. heâs slow, dragging it all the way down just to watch spurts of your slick pop onto his digit. youâre just so wet, metallic fingers of his ghost further down your clit before you whine. geto sees your cunt pulsing from the sheer thrill and he snickers, smacking a palm right against your slobbering core. âsheâs fuckinâ nasty today, yeah?â and his eyes flicker toward your drooling cunt, giving it a teasing suck. âmmph, listen to her with me, gorgeous,â and one spank against your pussy turns into one, then two, then three.
growing quiet, you listen to the weeping sounds purring out of your own cunt. so loud, so shamelessly loud. you could hear it and he barely even had to touch you. youâre drenching up his seats and you couldnât help but bite your lip, feeling your heart pound ruthlessly out your chest. his tongue knew just where to goâitâs creating a path of its own, laying flat against your clit before sucking against every tender spot. your legs were on its final hinges. you felt like they were about to snap shut. youâre staring out the window, still not seeing any cars which was good.
if anyone saw you like this, being eaten out in this kind of position, you donât know what would happen.
geto resumes to flick his long tongue down your swollen slit, lapping up the last few droplets of his own cum that tries to dribble down the crevices of your thighs. another final swat from his mean palm sets against your clit and you let off a cute squeal, your tummy instinctively caving in. âso much back talk from a pussy this fuckinâ sloppy. oughta teach it some manners, pretty girl,â he grumbles, and your eyes blissfully roll back once you hear him starting to sluuuurp.
geto had no shame â it was decided, this was far better than any race heâs ever had.
his teeth nip near the inside corners of your thighs before he trails back to munching on your clit, burying his nose deep. âmhm,â he groans, and it only takes a few seconds before his jaw finally locks. geto reaches down, giving his cock a few solid pumps. his pretty reddened tip was angry, it still had dried spurts of cum racing from the sides and he grunts at the memory of being inside of you only just a few minutes ago. whilst his faceâs shoved right between your thighsâyou donât even realize youâre trying to reach back to grab onto his hair. youâre hesitant though, and he finds it cute. departing his wet slick lips briefly, a wry grin spreads against his lips. âkinky,â the dark haired man flicks a tongue across his lips, savoring your juices that smeared against his mouth. âdonât be shy. do it,â and you moan once he teasingly whistles against your pussy, kissing against your nub. âpull my hair girl. pull.â
you give it a good yank and his head pushes forward into youâgetoâs lengthy tongue dips further inside your cunt and you whimper, gnawing the inside of your stiff jaw. âfuck,â you gasp, and as his tongue gradually curls various bubbly letters inside of your pussy.
it multitasks, continuing to send your entire body a plethora of fluttering butterflies. he was so sloppy, seeping from the corners of his mouth with your slick and just your slick. his head moving side to side eagerly and every few seconds, heâs got to flick away long shaggy strands of his hair. getoâs proudly devouring you entirely whilst youâre just literally hanging out his window.
âoh, come on. harder, sweetheart. even i can do better than thaângh.â
with more force, you tug roughly on his pretty black strands and you heard the most sluttiest moan pour from his lips. god, he was so close that you could literally feel that infamous smug grin spread against his lips. geto brings a fat round thumb to run down your drooling cunt, giving it a âgood jobâ kiss. âatta girl. thatâs my girl.â
geto ends up coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of over and over and over again.
heâs mean with his tongue, slurping everything out of you until you had no more - nothing more to coal his chin with. his favorite thing to do was to playfully bite against your clit, feeling you writhe and shiver all because of his mouth.
you end up leaving his entire chin with a pretty stream of your syrupy slick. getoâs panting, falling back after talking you through your nth orgasm, and with a peek through his rear view mirror, he spots the remaining race cars that were finally approaching the finish line.
âah, about time,â geto rolls his eyes, sliding his lips near the corner of his chin where a bit more of your slick laid.
he acted like it was nothing, like he didnât just have his tongue shoved inches deep inside of your cunt, stuffing his race gloved fingers in and out of you until you gushed right down his lengthy thick digits. youâre just sat on his lap, and youâre too dumb to move an inch. âheh, comfy?â he purrs, dragging his seatbelt across both stacked bodies. you fall against his chest, inhaling his signature manly scent and feel the car jolt once he puts it back in drive.
needy silence was your only reply and he tsks, resting his chin on top of your head before driving toward the finish line. it was barely even a few feet away, and waiting there was a bunch of fans that were awaiting to greet their new winner.
geto couldnât care less thoughâhe had you on his lap and he could already feel himself bulging again.
he found it cute how you were just clinging onto him now.
maybe you were delusionalâmaybe it was the fangirl in you screaming, begging for more, but your body wasnât just begging anymore, it ached for more.
he drives you back toward the car meet up spot, helping you fix back your skirt. with wobbly legs, you step out of the flaunting vehicle with the help of his burly arms wrapped around you. ât- thank you,â you pant, trying to catch your breath, even still. geto stands up tall and he completely towers over you. you feel so small all of a sudden, watching as he puts his helmet back on.
âanything for a fan,â he coos, and he brushes a thumb against your lips. just a single gesture just as that felt so intimate. your eyes lock with his for a long moment, and just before you could say anything more, he mumbles. âoh, you probably want an autograph?â
your eyes light up and you grow sheepish, awkwardly tugging on the vip-checked lanyard that wraps around your throat. âyeah, please.â
âsuch manners like a good girl, cute,â and you bring out a magazine with his face plastered on it as a headline for this weekâs up and coming races in tokyo. ânah,â he waves it away, and as your brow quirks, he takes out a sharpie. geto slides the cap in between his teeth before he glances at you. âpull your shirt down real quick, sweetheart,â and without a second thought, you tug down the hem of your shirt, barely exposing your chest.
getoâs eyes rove down your skin before he swiftly signs right against your left tit. the ink softly runs against your skin and you gasp, watching as he marks up the upper part of your chest. âaaaand, perfect,â he concludes, adding a âxoâ at the end of his signature. geto puts the cap back on and he flashes you a sly expression. âso iâll see you at the next race?â
he starts walking away before you could even reply and you feel the weight of your shaky legs grow heavy. ây.. yeah,â and with dewy eyes, you watch as he steps in his car, playfully revving his engine at you.
the cool air sets against your skin once more as you stood there with shaky legs. the car meet slowly gets more crowded as the rest of the racers pass the finish line.
but, your brows furrow once you realize you felt a bit . . . empty between your legs.
with a soft gasp, you squint near the inside of getoâs car before he pulls off.
hanging over his rear view mirror instead of the fuzzy dice you once sawâwas nothing other than your panties,
his real prize.
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Getting a call while Suguruâs balls deep inside you sounds so interesting, lowkey.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Your fiancé would coo into your ear, cock dipping in and out of your sopping cunt languidly as his hot breath hit the crown of your ear.
It would all be so intimate. The way Geto has you beneath him, holding your shaky legs open for himself as his heavy balls smacked against you every time he thrusted his fat cock into you. His hips were moving slow but his dick was splitting you open.
"Sugu," You'd gasp, nails scratching at his toned back as you panted out a heavy breath of air, "Fuck-, mmh..."
"Can't get enough of this pussy, mmgh. Listen t'her talk t'me," He whispers to you, the messy slick of your cunt wetting up his shaft as he drew his hips back hitting both of your ears, "Yâlike that, baby? Like beinâ stuffed like this, hm?â Geto questions.
Though, his words werenât directed to you.
He often did that during sexâ talked to your cunt, referring to it as she and baby just like how he talks to you. And it gets even worse whenever heâs giving you head.
Currently though, as Geto talks you, and your pussy, through his steady strokes, you moan his name up until your phone begins to ring.
The sound of your loud ass ring tone makes your lover groan, leaning up away from you just to catch sight of who the hell was calling you. To his surprise, none other than his best friendâs contact name was beaming across your phone screen.
âHahh,â Geto cracks a half smile, âThe fuck is Satoru callinâ you for?â He asks, sounding annoyed despite the amusement etched onto his features.
The curve of his cock sinks deeper into you as he reaches for your cell phone and you scratch at his chest, too fucked out to render what the hell he was talking about. All you wanted was his body pressed up against yours again.
âS-Suguu, shit-, ignore it, please.â You huff out demandingly, earning nothing more than a mere glance from your fiancé as he peers down at you from the corner of his eye.
Swiping your phone up, âWhyâs he calling?â
âI donât know,â You pout, extending a hand to his neck and trying to pull him back down to you. Your attempt almost works as Geto is tugged a bit closer to you, his hips still and his eyes back on your phone buzzing in his palm.
Cocking his head to the side, he smirks, âFind out then,â Suguru says to you.
Youâre confused for only a second before an explanation is given through him answering the call and pressing it to your ear. Your eyes go wide as you realize he wants you to talk to Satoru while heâs balls deep inside you.
Gulping, âSugu-â
âHello?â You get cut off by the connection of the phone call and the sound of Gojoâs voice in your ear.
Your fiancé smiles down at you and whispers, âGo on, talk to him, baby. Promise I wonât move,â He hums all too sweetly.
It was definitely suspicious coming from him. Youâve been down the road more times than you can countâ Geto promising not to fuck you while you talk to someone but ultimately doing so anyway.
With pleading eyes, you nod, hoping heâll keep his promise this time around. âHi Satoru,â You say into the phone, watching your fiancé mock you through his facial expressions.
âHeyyy, how are youuu?â Gojo purrs over the phone, his tone letting you know he definitely called to ask you for something.
You take a deep breath, âMâfine, can I ask why you called?â
âStraight to the point I see,â Gojo says with that smug voice of his.
Rolling your eyes, you release a sigh, "Yeah, I guess so. I'm kinda busy right now so uh, make it quick." Your tone was a lot more put together than you expected of yourself, especially with Geto's thick inches stuffed into the hilt of your cunt.
And for a while he doesn't move, he just sit there, marinating in the warmth of your cunt and listening in on your conversation.
âWell, then," Gojo starts, his voice suddenly enthusiastic, "Remember when I came over last week?"
Geto starts to lean up again and you send him skeptical eyes, to which he flashes another innocent smile at you. Then you sigh, "Yes, why?"
"Did I uh, leave my jacket there?" The male over the phone asks.
You blink, "You could've texted me this question y'know," The end of your sentence comes off all too breathy as a thumb suddenly swats over your clit, your free hand moving down to Geto's finger and trying to swat him away.
He just smirks at you though and presses the pad of his thumb into you, watching the way your back arches a bit and your lips part.
"Yes, I could've texted you this questions buuuut, you always ignore me," Gojo argues.
You bite your lip for a moment as Geto draws small circles around your clit-- you knew he was going to do this and yet you still weren't prepared for it. "I do not," You breathe out.
On the other side of the phone, Gojo tilts his head and his borws furrow, "You alright over there? Y'sound out of breath."
"M'fine, Satoru. And n-no, I haven't seen your jacket," You stammer as Geto starts drawing his hips back his eyes locked down on your cunt and how lewdly it's spread open for his cock, smirking before he spits down on it.
"Right... Well can you ask Suguru then?" Gojo continues, "I really need it for-"
"Can I just call you back?" You say all in one breath, trying your best to keep your composure as Geto eases himself back into you, fucking you so very slowly that it's both tortuous and stimulating at the same time.
The full stretch of Geto's thick girth way driving you insane, the way he'd ease back and then push forward, thumbing your clit simultaneously as his salvia smeared and mixed with the mess you've already made of him from earlier.
"Please?" You suddenly whine, not sure if it was really directed toward Gojo or Geto as you said it.
That's when Gojo pauses, his hears practically perking up at the tone of your voice, "Hey... No need to beg me to get off the phone, y'know," He hums, his voice suddenly... lower? "I would've hung up without the please but I dunno, you sound busier than I expected."
Your brows furrow at his sudden resistance toward ending the call, "Meaning?" You question, eyes focused on your fiance's face which was twisted up and he groaned quietly due to the sudden squeeze of your cunt.
There's a slight scoff over the phone, "Oh nothing, just uh-, well, am I interrupting something?"
Your lashes bat in disbelief of Gojo and Geto's losing his mind at how much your pussy's throbbing around his cock. Was that his doing or his best friend's doing? What exactly was Satoru saying to you over the phone and why were you squirming so much?
Geto tears his eyes away from where the two of you are connected and he looks at your face, spotting that you're basically just as confused as he is. Tipping his head to the side, he locks eyes with you and decides that that's the perfect time to thrust every inch of himself back into you.
The way your jaw drops, a moan pouring out so clearly and obscenely-- it makes Geto smile, nearly forgetting that Gojo probably heard that...
Probably would be an understatement too because Gojo's on his end of the call with his face flushed and his eyes widened, "Did you just moan?" He questions.
And as he does so, Geto decides not to hold back anymore, working up that brutal pace of his thrust by thrust as you slap a hand over your mouth and moan into your palm.
Barely even able to utter a response to Gojo, "N-No," You gasp, "I just-, mmh. Fuck, can I please call you back?"
Gojo blinks. Then he swallows, thickly, "Where's Suguru?"
Your mouth opens to respond but the phone is suddenly taken from you. Geto places one hand to your lower abdomen and pushes down slightly on the imprint in your skin where his cock is, his hips smacking into you roughly as you body jerked and you spasm.
Then you hear Geto speaking and realize he's taken the phone, "Busy fuckin' her to tears, call you back later 'Toru," He hums out simply.
Gojo coughs and then he laughs, "Hey wait," He stalls without second thought.
Your fiance tilts his head into the phone and his hips grow a bit harsher with you, the pressure of his hand on your lower abdomen making his swollen cock hit deeper and deeper. Then there was that mean curve of his, beating into where you were sensitive and making you whimper.
"Hm?" Geto hums in response, sounding almost annoyed.
"Y'Mind if I stay on the phone and listen?"
(pt. 2)
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Sex Pollen
Geto x F!Reader
A/n: This was pulled out from the depths of my fantasies
Word count: 2.2k
Synopsis: Oh no! You and Geto get hit by an aphrodisiac curse technique on a mission!! What should you do now?
Warning: Breeding, masturbation, begging, mating press, rough sex, desperate sex, marathon sex, doggy, squirting
You think there's something wrong with you. Something feels off, you feel off, rather, you feel hot.
You bolt upright in your bed, flinging the sheets away as if a second more underneath them would burn you. No, something was definitely off. Your mind buzzed, and it couldn't be from the adrenaline of the mission, that was hours ago, it was midnight now.
Your eyes adjusted to the darkness of your room and you bit inside of your cheek. It wasn't just physical exhaustion that draped over your limbsâit was something else, something deeper and more consuming. The air around you felt thicker, every breath you took seemed laced with a heavy, intoxicating warmth. You press a hand to your forehead, trying to quell the rising temperature of your skin, but it provides little relief.
A creeping heat suffuses your body and an unmistakable pulse emanates from your core.
Where you.... Turned on?
A sickly-warm-funny feeling bubbles in your stomach and you're becoming aware of how your skin is starting to stick to your tank top and that the cloth between your legs feels....wet?
Hesitantly, you snake a hand under your waistband and underwear, releasing a small gasp when your skin makes contact with your arousal. You're soaked.
Why is this happening, why now? Your mind races through the events of the previous day. It was mainly just you and Geto on a mission, one like any otherâfind the curse, exorcise, clean up the mess. Could it be the technique you were hit with?
Could Geto be feeling this too?
Your heart jumps at the thought but you try to shake it off. You know you should get up, wake up Shoko, wake up Geto even, but you can't seem to will your legs to move. Your mind was is just too occupied with something else, the promise of something sweeter, something that is making the funny feeling in your stomach spread.
Without much of a thought, you press an index finger on your throbbing clit, garnering a sharp sigh from you. Just from that simple touch pleasure ripples through your body, making your toes curl. You do the movement again except this time you start drawing light circles on the sensitive nub. You can feel yourself squeeze around nothing from your own ministrations, bliss clouding your hazy mind.
It wasn't enough though. You needed more.
You dart your tongue across your lips and try to focus on the pleasure, on getting some relief. You try to dip one of your fingers inside your hole while continuing the ministrations on your clit with your other hand, but it proves too difficult, your fingers are too small.
Tears blotted your eyes from frustration, letting out a soft whine from the relentless heat that continued to rack your body. Oh how you wish you had someone else to help you, oh how you wish Geto was here.
Your core throbs at the thought. Yes, that was it, he is what you need. You resume your ministrations this time focusing on the euphoric thought of Geto suguru. He would be so good to you wouldn't he be? Oh you bet he'd fill you up so well too, fuck you just right, get rid of this painful arousal, and fill your mind with only pleasure. He would probably talk you through it too, let you pull and tug on his long black hair oh you can practically feel his hands on you right now, so big and warm.
You don't even realize that you are loudly moaning Geto's name at this point, too busy trying to grapple with the searing heat coursing through your veins. You feel like your body is surrounded by an invisible flame, fuck it feels like you are going to die. The room around you blurs into insignificance, as your thoughts fixate solely on your Geto Suguru, his absence a gaping void that echoes through your heightened senses. You feel a desperate craving, a pull so strong it borders on physical pain, rendering you breathless and sobbing for his touch, his presence.
"Suguru, please...." you gasp between sobs, your voice breaking with each word. The tears stream down your cheeks, blurring your vision as you clutch your sheets.
As if on cue, the door swings open and you think that there must be a god out there listening to you because there Suguru stands, backlit by the hallway light, his broad silhouette framed in the doorway.
Before you can even get a word in he is already next to you sitting on your bed and cupping your face with his large warm hands.
Deep violet eyes examine your face as his thumb brushes away the tears on your cheek.
"I-" You choke, a wave of emotions crashing down on your mind stifling the words that desperately wanted to escape your mouth.
"Shhhh, I know baby I know," he coos kissing your forehead and tracing your jaw with his thumb. "I feel it to, but I'm gonna take care of it ok? Don't worry about a thing m'gonna take such good care of you I promise."
He gently tilts your chin up, meeting your doe-eyed gaze with eyes that seems to devour you. Slowly, he lowers his lips to yours, encapsulating your trembling mouth in a deep, comforting kiss that steadys the chaotic beat of your heart. You sigh into the kiss and let his entangle with yours.
As the kiss deepens, he shifts slightly, his lips traveling from yours down to your neck. A soft gasp escapes you as he plants soft kisses along your skin, occasionally nipping and sucking at the delicate skin. You are so lost in the feeling of his lips that you don't even notice his hand on your inner thigh until his finger grazes your lips.
You jump at the sensation but Suguru places a light reassuring kiss on your lips
"jesus, please just, fuck, gotta get you ready just a little bit"
You shake your head quickly and place your hand on Suguru's crotch, the caress of his growing bulge making him groan.
"Please sugu, please just fuck me I can take it."
You don't have to tell him twice.
In one fluid motion Suguru tears off your underwear, lays you on your back and positions himself between your legs.
"Been waiting to do this for say long," he mummurs as he pulls down his sweatpants and whips out his dick. You thickly gulp at the sight, you could've guessed he was big not this big, could he even fit in you? A white beed of precum dribbled from his pretty pink tip and down his length and he uses the liquid to stroke himself in a few fluid motions.
You could hear your heart in your ears and adrenaline coursed through your veins at rocket fire speed. The need in between your legs was too much, it was clouding your head and twisting your stomach so tight you almost felt sick. You jolt when his fat tip bumps into your clit; collecting your juices before pressing against your quivering hole.
"Suguru please~" You whine and nearly miss the way his ears go bright red at your words
"I know baby I know Don't worry, I got you.â
You're cut off by the feeling of his length spreading you so helplessly wide and his tip smashing against something which must be your cervix you think. Itâs painful, but in the pain is so much pleasure. He presses his forehead against yours as he slides into you, gripping the sheets with his supporting hand as your hot, wet entrance swallows his cock. Instinctively, your cunt squeezed around the foreign intrusion, trying to push it out, making Suguru let out a low groan of his own and pushing even deeper into you.Â
âFuck, youâre tight,â he said hoarsely.
âNgh so goo-"
You dont get to finish the thought because he pulls out and rams back into you with such a fever everything goes blank for a second.
His thrusts started out shallow and slow, testing the waters for how much he could get away with. What your limits were, and if you could fully take him for what he wanted. But that quickly changed to harsher thrusts, until heâs using you like his personal cock sleeve, shaping your insides and bruising your cervix until your entire body jolts with sensitivity.
Every thrust knocks the wind out of you, his tip smushing right against your cervix only to be pulled out and rammed back in again. And the sounds, god the sounds where sinful. Wet skin against skin echoed through the room and the sloshing sound of both of your arousals makes your eyes roll back.
You don't know what's happening, you couldn't even tell someone your own name if they asked. Your grip on the sheets was starting to get loose, tears flowing down to your cheeks, mouth hanging open with drool pooling on the sheets as you were already fucked out of your mind.
"Come on baby just keep your legs on my shoulders. Can you do that for me?" His breath is hot against your ear. "F-fuck please" he says through a groan. If you weren't so fucked out of your mind you would think that he was actually begging. And you were right. Suguru isn't a whimpering man but here he is, voice cracking from the vice grip your cunt Â
You are too dumb to reply, only spurting outcries and whines about how good he was fucking you. He snapped his hips so fast that everything seemed like a dream, the bed was shaking immensely with the headboard banging on the wall and you were losing your mind from the friction of his dick against your walls.
"Wanna fuck you every day,"Â he grunts out, pumping into you, the length and level of his arousal brutal. "fuck fuck fuck," he swears, as he brings a hand to the back of your head and presses your lips onto his. Your so dazed you practically drool into the kiss, letting him entangle his tongue with yours until spit smeared on either side of your lips. He doesnât slow the movement for a second as he kisses you, giving you full, hard thrusts, your breasts bouncing from the brutality.
Suddenly, it hits you. Like an ignition of fire your brain goes white and you feel yourself ascend to euphoria.
âYou gonna cum baby?" he coos into your hear, pressing light kisses on the hollow of your neck. "fuck, cum for me baby, please, cum on me."Â His hand flew between your bodies to rapidly rub your clit back and forth, hurtling you towards your orgasm. Your pussy tightens so hard around his cock that he nearly has to stop his thrusts. Your mouth grows lax as you feel yourself splitting in two, coming with his cock buried deep inside you.Â
âThatâs it,â He fucks you through your orgasm, pouring every ounce of his strength into chasing his own high. His thrusts became sloppy, hips stuttering before he stilled his hips flushed against yours, burying himself in your creamy cunny.
âFuck fuck fuck FUCK!â
His grip tightened significantly, a loud moan of your name slipping from his lips as his own orgasm washed over him, coming so hard he sees white. But he's not done.
Before you could recover, Suguru rolls you onto your back, in doggy, and slips into you. After the first thrust he has to hold still for a second, knowing that if he kept moving, if he gave himself up to the exquisite tightness, the heat, he would burst inside you again. But the moment of rest only lasts for a second. He resumes his brutal pace, pumping himself in and out of you.Â
You are wetter then ever down there, there is no longer friction only the mind-numbing pleasure of his tip hitting your cervix again and again.Â
There is no warning when he cums inside you again, you only know when you feel his cum drip down your thigh.
"Feel so good, you feel so good baby."
You're in heaven right now. Your mind has gone to a different space detached from this world. Every time Suguru pushes into you, his tip of his dick rubbed perfectly against the gummy spot in you that made your whole body shake.
âFuckkkk⊠Iâll fill you up, make you a mommy, youâd like that wouldnât you⊠shit.â
All you can do is dumbly nod as you felt the crescendo of your euphoria building and building. It was so hot, your skin was radiating heat and before you could say anything you were tumbling toward the end faster then you could put a stop to it.
âSâfeels weird~â you babble, too fucked dumb to properly pronunciate words.Â
âOh yeah? What does it feel like?â He coos, grabbing either side of your hips harder to fuck himself into you from your behind.
âLike mâgonna pee I donât-hah-â something was pressing down on your stomach and it was overtaking your body; too fast to put a stop to it. You started to shake, abdomen clenching and mouth going into the lock jaw, tongue rolling out as you squirted clear juices everywhere.
âOh f- good girl" He says through a groan, not stopping for a second as your pussy fluttered and clenched around him.
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Satoru who hates, absolutely despises you: Suguruâs girlfriend.
He hates you so much, he hates how you sound when youâre on the phone with Suguru late at night, giggling and sharing secrets and if he listens close enough the secrets are gross.
He hates how youâre so damn nice to him even if heâs brushing you off clearly not wanting to talk to you, Suguru has scolded him many times telling him that heâs acting like a child.
He hates how everytime he asks Suguru to hang out youâre almost always there sitting in his lap whispering sweet nothings, heâs gagging everytime you look away with Suguru looking at him.
He also most definitely hates when Suguru sends him shots of your soaked panties just from Suguru teasing you. He hates how you said itâs okay because you feel bad for Satoru, mind you he gets plenty of pussy! He doesnât need photos of your sopping cunt on his phone.
His hand definitely doesnât slip into his pants when he gets an attachment from Suguru, and he isnât fondling his sensitive cock.
Heâs lying to himself, he fucking lovesss you, he loves how pretty your ass looks when youâre taking Suguruâs cock from the back, he loves when you whine for more.
He really canât help but jerk off his cock so roughly in tune with the video, he makes a mess when he keeps rewinding to a certain point to stretch out his orgasm.
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I feel like a virgin when I search up x Reader with a new character I like
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i have 0 words omg ð»ð»
cr: narutoss.ramen on X
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