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Don't Call It A Comeback...
...I been here for years đ
Hi peeps!
I'm officially back from my maternity leave! Well, sorta... consider me a part-time writing mama now, but I'm at least back in some capacity and will be posting stories again. Have you missed me? (I know some of you have, judging by all the asks, comments, and messages. Thank you so much for that đâ¤ď¸)
First and foremost, I'm sorry I left so abruptly. Life got insanely crazy towards the end of last year, but I'm happy to report things are slowly settling down and I'm finding my groove again.
Now to the things that really interest you â STORIES!
Rehab will resume, oop wait... to-fucking-morrow! Yes, you've read that right. Definitely catch up 'cause it's been almost a goddamn year since the last chapter, even I can barely remember... It will then continue to post every Friday till the end of March đ
Plastic Hearts will hopefully resume after Rehab has finished. I'm working on the last few chapters as we speak. I shortened it down to the original 25 parts that I intended because I felt that ending just fit better. Don't worry, though, there's still tons of messed up stuff happening, so catch up with the 20 parts already posted! đ
Otherwise I plan on finally, finally, finally posting the last chapters of To Be Human and Season 3 of Don't Blame Me. It's been a long few years, guys... đ
So glad to be back! I missed you guys greatly! Don't hesitate to drop by my inbox and tell me about all the stuff I missed out on đ¤
Love, Wayne đ¤
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THIS IS ALL SO EPIC AND INTENSE HOLY CRAP đ¨đ¨đ¨
Me to Luigi after Bowser nearly hurts Peach and smacks Lumalee:
ACT 1
ACT 2
ACT 3 - 1 <<< 18 / 19 / ???
Sorry this took so long! I was struggling to figure out how to make the action sequence go, but then I cheated and just added knocked out enemies in the background đ. Oh man oh MAN I am impatient about the next couple of update UUUGHHHH MAAAARIIIIOOOOOOOOO
Reunion Hug beckons me to hurry up itâs so close I can TASTE IT
#whew Luigi coming to the rescue after Bowser flicks Lumalee like a bothersome fly đŞ#and love to see Peach kickinâ butt as usual đđť#AND OHHHHH TOAD FACING DOWN LAKITU#Toad fighting someone with his frying pan was one thing I wish would have been in the movie and would love to see in the sequel#and seeing him have his own moment of being an adorable lilâ badass makes me happy#and I also love that the Dry Bones still calls Luigi a princess even though his disguise was busted đđ#âIâd like to get him back on a more personal levelâ NO DONâT YOU FREAKINâ DARE#why does Peach reaching out to the ? block then being stopped by King Boo remind me of that running away balloon meme đđ#OH SHOOT âBOWSER SWOOPING IN TO ATTACK PEACH đ¨đ¨đ¨#holy crap that panel is terrifying đ°đ°#AND LUIGI SWOOPING IN TO THE RESCUE ONCE AGAIN#âŚonly to be immediately knocked down đđđĽđĽ#LUMALEE NOOOO#BOWSER DID NOT JUST HIT THAT CHILD#and Luigiâs reaction tells me heâs gonna go Mama Luigi apeshit once he gets out of Bowserâs grasp#and the Paratroopa guardâs malicious smirkâŚ#please donât tell me Lumalee landed right in front of the torture trio đ¨đ¨đ°đ°#*in SMW Luigiâs voice* MARIO WHEREEVER YOU ARE HEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP#AND THE REUNION HUG YES I NEED IT#the super mario bros movie#super mario bros movie#super mario movie#mario movie#luigi#princess peach#toad#lumalee#bowser#fanart#fan art
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MONSTA!
Synopsis. Mama, youâre in love with a criminal monster!
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Gojo x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, werĂŠwolf!Toji, rĂşts, bĂting, ghostface!Choso, slight knĂfeplay, breĂŠding, creampĂes, knots, true form!Sukuna, dp, smĂĄcking, NĂEDY boys, vampĂres, turning, clan leader!Gojo, cĂşlt leader!Geto, exhĂbitionism (Geto), mentions of having kĂds, PĂSSYDRUNK, squĂrting, bĂłdy worshĂp, pet names, swĂŠaring.
Word count. 5.9k (whoops)
A/N. First post of kĂnktoberrrr, hope yâall have a lovely month <3

⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - FULL MOON FULL YOU!
âBabyââ Tojiâs raspy baritone vibrates throughout your squirming body, all the way down to where he was unapologetically stuffing you gapingly full. Heâs pressing hot kisses along your face, your neck. Everywhere and anywhere. âBaby.â
Youâre never seen him this needy. This unable to hold back.Â
And suddenly youâre finding yourself flipped over to straddle his strong hips, the bed creaking strenuously when he jabs up all greedy inches stretching your overfilled pussy open.Â
Thereâs nowhere to run - nowhere to hide from Toji and the way heâs simply dragging you down with five of his thick digits wrapped snugly around your throat. âMy baby.â
Truly, he was always so mean to you whenever it was a full moon.Â
So determined to make sure you end up just as round and glowing as you are in his wettest of dreams.Â
Youâre gasping, âWh-what do you-â
âWhoopsâ He titters, sucking lewdly on your glossy pout, âDid I say that out loud? But, I mean- really silly girl-â Toji bares his elongated canines at your drunken look of shock. Feral. Depraved. â-what else did ya expect coming to a werewolf in rut?â
Drool trickles down the corner of his mouth when the vicious curve of his fat tip draws relentless glides across your g-spot, mapping you from the inside out. Bouncing you precariously on top of him while he fucked up relentlessly over and over-
âAh!â youâre yelping when Toji bites down harshly on the tender crook of your neck. Hard enough to draw blood, your hips stuttering down in a lewd thwack! onto his sharper ones.
âF-fuckââ the sharp nails on your fingers just dig into his skin, and it makes him grin. âRight there- hah- right there- need you to cum in me again, Toji-â
âYeah?â he croons from below, quirking up a dark brow. âThink you can handle it- I mean just look.â Thereâs a low, sultry growl coming from the very depths of his broad chest when Tojiâs pulling out ever-so-slightly. His vice-likehold around your neck tightens even more, breath puffing in raggedly hot pants against your cheek. âLook at this.â
And, fuck, you canât look away.Â
Tojiâs gripping the red, angry base of his cock, giving the peak of your puffed-up clit a stinging smack! smack! smack! with the very tip of his weep, rotund head.Â
And your overspilling pussy just clenches to coat his throbbing cock in such a milky gloss of cum and saturated slick, dredging down to form a creamy ring at the very bottom of his thick hilt. âYeahhh- think you can handle it, heh.â
As soon as heâs bullying his length back in-between your sopping wet pussy lips, Toji just throws his head back, darkened eyes rolling to the back of his head.
His mouth just waters, heavy cum-filled balls squeezing so painfully, all the blood in his writhing body flowing into a thick knot at his base. And he has to hold himself back from marking down your neck once again.Â
âFuck- fuck yeah thaâs what mâtalking- a-about.â His words are slurring now, heaving. Youâve taken him fully before - but he always grew so massive during this time - all the air knocks out of your lungs at how sinfully he stretched you wide open. âGonna give ya a baby- gonna- ah- gonna make you such a pretty momma.â
And maybe it was because of the rut - maybe you were just that cockdrunk already - but Tojiâs rough handling on your hips were veering into bruising territory. Leaving neat little fingernail patterns along your skin, making use of each and every bit of inhuman strength he had to hammer with such pressurized pummels into your poor pussy.
âOh-â your jaw slacks open when his sloppy hips jerk you to and fro. Itâs like his girth was just molding your plush walls to his size. The calloused curve of his thumb dances upwards to roll over your clit, âFeels so- hngh! So good Tojiâ oh my god-â
âYa think god can hear ya right now, baby?â heâs leering, jutting his engorged dick upwards until it leaves a messy puddle of his swelteringly hot cum at your thighs, âTell me how much you hah- want it.â
Each word is just spat at you, and your breathy little whimpers and moans mumble out into his cushiony pecs. âWant it s-so-â
Thereâs another mean smack against your sensitive clit. âNuh uh. No stutterinââ
âTojiâ!â Big fat tears are streaming down your eyes, ones he lolls his tongue out to catch. Groaning at the slightly salty taste, âWant it so- hah- so bad. Wanâ you to get me pregnant- ngh!â
Such a deep growl is hissed against your kiss-bitten lips, and itâs all it takes before Tojiâs breath hitches - rough - and he cums all over again.Â
He barely even slows down, grunting out the hoarse mantra of your name. âOh fuck-â Tojiâs feet plant firmly on the silken sheets, arching his back in a tantalizing curve upwards. Achy cock pushing and pushing until heâs managing to squeeze that fattened knot at the very base of his cock through that first ring of muscle. And then heâs shooting such thick spurts of cum all the way into the very back of your pussy, coating your channel in drippingly wet coats of white. âYeah- fuck- Take it all- mâgonna make you a- ohhh-âÂ
As if on cue, his teeth find their way back over where your pulse was thundering rapidly. Marking. Claiming. So filthy that it takes only a few more of his hurried, sloppy swivels before youâre cumming as well.Â
Youâre breathing out shallowly, smoothing out one of your palms over where you could feel the excess of his seed oozing down slowly along your womb.Â
âOh- donât do that- f-fuck-â Toji was the one stuttering now, his unsteady hips trying desperately to get back that sultry push and pull from before. Difficult with his knot, he was cockwarming you so thoroughly now, all of his solid inches plugging you full - making sure you take his seed the way he wanted to. And it was killing him.Â
âWhen this thing goes down-â He drags you by the throat to crash your lips against his. Free hand patting at your stomach, â-ya better know mâbreedinâ ya once more. Until I physically canât.â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - BloodLUST
âHngh- K-Ken-â your syrupy, slurred-out moans sounds so pretty in Nanamiâs ears. So greedy just like the way your drippingly wet cunt calls to him, making such a primal part of himself rear its dark little head. âIt feels so- hahâ good-â
âDoes it now, my love?â Nanamiâs intertwining his fingers with yours, gifting a gentle kiss on the back of your hand. His knees spread apart your trembly legs even further, fucking you harder and harder into the cushiony pillows.
God, the mating press he had you viciously folded into felt so torturously good. Exactly his favorite position to have you in - to spear his thick cock into you like an animal. Jostling out your insides until you were stretched tautly around his swelteringly hot cock, stuffed with so many of his solid inches that you could barely speak.Â
Yeah, times like this, Nanami was so entranced by your cunt that his pussydrunk self lets his control slip - just a little bit. He could bare his gentle, fawny eyes with something dangerous. Something that had you gulping, nervous gaze flickering down to his sharply glistening fangs.
âKen-â youâre pulling him closer by his favorite speckled tie - barely even bothering to change out of his work before he caught a whiff of your bubbly sweet scent. Before he just had to have you. Hot breath sending goosebumps down his spine, âI wanâ you to bite me-â
Slam!
Just the thought of that has him heaving his hand down onto the rickety headboard, jaw clenched. Gritting out, âDonât- fuck, donât say things youâre not s-sure about.â
And all he gets is your protesting pout, thighs squeezing even tighter around his broad shoulders. Easily swallowing up every inch after inch that slammed so recklessly into your cunt, clingy ropes of precum seeping out of those bare edges.Â
âBut I am sure.â Your sweet coo makes him just throw his head back, and he can only pant and pant while youâre bringing up a tender hand up to cup his cheeks. Thumbing just barely over the pointed curl of his canines, âIâm sure I want you to f-fuck bite- me-â
Itâs like heâs trying to fuck that little plea out of you. Dragging you down those damply silken sheets with one of his big beefy arms. The other smushing your cheeks together, âThaâs jusâ this needy pussy talkinâ, darling.â
âBut Ken donât you wanna be with m-â
âHush, now.â heâs dragging a slick thumb over the gaping opening of your pretty pussy, eyeing down in wonder at just how much you seemed to clench at this conversation. Your already drenchingly wet channel sputtering out wave after sloppy wave of squelches each time he buried himself to his blond hilt. âOf course- I wish to only be with you for sâlong as youâll have me.â All the way until Nanami was sure heâd leave the lingering convulses of your pussy clamping around nothing, until your eyes were drooping shut, and those pretty whines were all that smart mouth of yours could get out. âBut dontcha think sâbetter to be human? Better than- this-â
Each of his pressurized plunges have the bed creaking protestingly - absolutely no match, and it was a wonder that you hadnât broken bones. Yet.Â
But you knew that Nanami Kento would never hurt you.
Itâs what has you dragging him in for a deep kiss, letting him moan harmonically into your mouth. âMâsure.â Drawling out before he could get a second word in, youâre threading your fingers through his undercut, tugging just slightly enough that his breath hitches in a fully deep gasp. âPlease- I wanna be with you Ken-â Heâs turning to kiss the golden band of your recent engagement ring, slow and lingering. â-forever.â
Nanami just swallows, âAs you wish, my love.â
And then heâs biting you - and then youâre cumming. Only, you donât know which one comes first.
Just that suddenly your fiancĂŠâs surging his hulking body forwards, crushing you under the heavy weight he canât hold back. Glinting fangs sinking deep into your booming pulse with a raspy groan, you see white - cumming and cumming so hard that all you can do is drag your nails down his muscled back.Â
âOh-â Nanami gasps out, heaving - as if heâd just run a marathon. Heâs holding you so sweetly, but fucking you as roughly as your semi-human body would allow. He only parts with your neck for a split-second, before running his hot tongue over and over in long, languid stripes. Drinking you in. Greedy. âYâtaste so sweet- fuck, always smelt so good but- ahhh fuck you taste so- so perfect.â
Itâs only a matter of a few sloppy thrusts into your gooey heaven, him just dragging out your high by knocking feverishly into each of your practiced sweets spots. And with a final, slurping lick - Nanamiâs cumming.
SNAP!
His thrumming dick flagging once. Twice. Before gushing out in such wet strands of seed, a creamy mess which fills you from the inside out. Only then is Nanami pulling away, letting you see him in all his utterly fucked-out glory - neat hair askew, high cheekbones blushing, mouth snapping with strands of saliva and your blood. It trickles down the twitching corner of his mouth, smearing lewdly when he rests his face atop your jiggling tits.Â
His entire body is shaking. Sensitive. Fuck, heâs almost wondering why he didnât do this sooner.
âGonna be mine now.â he utters, guttural and deep from within his panting chest. Shallow. Needy. Jerking forwards in addictive little ruts, his furious cock was still beading out pearlescent ribbons of cum. Overfilling you to the brim. It was stretching out your insides full, dredging down each of your sopping wet wall with each fucked out rut. âMine.â
Nanami takes his hand off of the now-demolished headboard, intertwining his thick fingers with yours. Kissing that metallic band, âForever.â
⥠GETO SUGURU - Mr. Leader
âSuch a naughty girl ya are.â Geto simpers in that dangerously soft tone of his, two of his long, slender fingers draw a sultry circle around the very rim of your sloppily stuffed hole. Just coating it in a glossy sheen of his own cum from earlier tonight, heâs holding it up at the stony-faced crowd on the platform below you two. âWonât you agree?â
And you can only scrunch your eyes shut in embarrassment at the ripples of whispers - agreement, no doubt, itâs not like anyone had the courage to test your cult leader boyfriendâs patience. Except for you.
âS-Sugu-â you whine. âDonâ hafta be so mean about it-â
You regret the words as soon as theyâre tumbling out of your mouth, because thatâs all it takes for Geto to unapologetically circle his pretty fingers around the column of your neck. Hauling your pliant self up to straddle his bulgingly angry cock for everyone to see.Â
âWhat was that?â he whispers, lips curling up into a grin. And at your lack of an answer, heâs moving - rocking back and forth in such a slow, purposeful pace. Fingers tightening, âWould you care to repeat that, gorgeous?â
âN-no- ah!â you shake your head, entire body wracking with shudder at the feeling of the absolute mess he was making inside you. Sloshing all over the place, down your trembly thighs, pooling onto the associationâs platform. Your hands are jittery once they grab onto his velvety robes, âDidnât- hngh- didnât mean it, SuguâŚâÂ
A pout teases its way onto Getoâs face, and with no remorse heâs bending your back into the sluttiest arch for him. Showing off the way those puffy pussy lips of yours were struggling so sinfully around his thick girth, barely being able to accommodate each of the greedy inches you were swallowing so quickly.
âWhat do you think?â he groans, and you realize with a jolt that heâs not talking to you now. Taunting fingers scissor open your overfilled cunt even more, just having you gapingly held open, âShould I go easy on her?â
Geto doesnât wait for an answer, instead heâs leveraging that powerful hold around your throat to just drag you down every inch of his thick, throbbing cock. Biting down on his lower lip at the way your gummy walls were so clingy.Â
Youâre whining an audible ah! ah! ah! at each of his hefty clashes against your g-spot - it echoes all throughout the stage and makes Geto laugh. Laugh.
âThey might tell me to go easy-â heâs whispering against your ear, biting down smugly on your jaw. Youâre trapped - so utterly helpless in his grasp and fuck do you want it so bad. â-but I donât know if my girl deserves it.â
Each word of his drips straight to your velvety cunt, clenching in such a lewd pulse that Geto almost considered teasing you about how hard it was to fuck into you just the way he wanted.Â
Your sweaty palms cup his face, bringing your lips crashing against his in such a messy, messy kiss. âPlease- Hngh- I want it- wanna cum, Sugu. Wanna have you cum in m- mmpfâ!â
Heâs cutting you off with a harsh suck on your delirious tongue, and another pressurized thrust right into the very depths of your sloppy pussy. Youâre all but bawling when he stutters up even harder at his sloppy pace - just rawly bucking up into you, making you take each sweltering kiss his thick head places along your plush walls.Â
âWant want want-.â Geto hisses against your lips, gnawing down in warning against them. âAll want- Iâve been fuckinâ you for hours now nâ youâre still s-so hah- demanding, gorgeous.âÂ
His slyly dripping undertone makes you rut your drenched cunt even harder down onto his smackingly sharp pelvis. Another spreading swipe against your sloppily full cunt reveals more of his potent seed dripping out, a sight that makes his mouth water. âEven after Iâve given you so hah- much, still want more, huh?â
And all you can do is nod half-drunkenly, âWant it.â And he has to admire how well you take his bullying thrusts. âWant it, please, Sugu?â
âWell-â that attractively authoritative tone of his voice makes you even more embarrassingly soaked. Planting a slidingly wet kiss against your lips, he raises his voice. âWhaddaya say? Think sheâs learned her lesson enough to cum?â
Somewhere in the distance, you think you hear a low âyes.â But you canât look over your shoulder - not with his steady, vice-like grip still blocking most of your airway. No, but you can just feel the moment when Getoâs bulbously swollen tip just twitches against your cervix, when his smacking balls clench. So hard, so tight.
And the only warning you get - âCum then, naughty girl.â
Within a few more messy strikes to your g-spot, you do - and itâs all over Getoâs pounding cock, your snug pussy is just gushing all over his crushing hips. Light-headed, vision tinging with black, your nails claw furious red patterns down his wrist at your throat.
âFuuuuck- yeah, milk yourself. Fuck yourself down on my cock while you cum.â Geto breathes out, voice lilting a few octaves higher than usual. His widened dark eyes lay locked on where your cunt was still coating him in all your slick juices, honeyed and syrupy down into a puddle. âSquirtinâ all over my cock i-in front of- hah- all these people? Ya really are something else, gorgeous.â
Slack-jawed, his glassy gaze only droops in disbelief at the sight of those dredges of cum and your juices dripping down the sopping wet ends of your slit. The way it slipped and slided between you two to make such a glossy mess. âWastinâ it, too.âÂ
And you canât do anything but gasp when his fingers dig even further around your throat, talking - not you. âNow, do I hafta teach her a lesson about wastinâ?â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - âLookinâ at his t-t-t-FACE!â
âBaby-â
â...â
âBaby, please.â Chosoâs gasping, his rounded Adamâs apple bobbing precariously at where you held his pretty little knife deftly to his neck. And despite that, it was the last thing on his mind. âPlease- jusâ want ya to fuckinâ move-â
You have to hold back your drunken giggles when heâs practically knocking off his ghostface mask in haste, hurrying to grab a handful of your ass. Squeezing. Kneading. Dragging you downwards to feed inch by fucking inch of his needy cock into your glistening cunt. âMove those pretty hips fâme, why dontcha?â
âHmmmâŚâ youâre dragging out in that honeyed tone of yours. And it makes the dangerous man just huff so poutily in a way you wished you could kiss away - if only that mask wasnât in the way, that is. You tug on a soft raven strand of his hair peeking out, âOnly if you take that mask off.â
And that makes him keen. It makes him sob.Â
It makes him bury his face into the crook of your sweat-sheened neck, easing another riotous half-thrust up into your silken smooth pussy, youâre practically cockwarming him now. âB-but-â Choso whimpers - whimpers.Â
One that cracks so lewdly at the end when your cunt gives a clingy squeeze, massaging down the ridges and veins decorating his fat cock. The feeling makes him throw his head back, lips glistening with fucked-out drool.Â
Heâs trying oh-so-desperately to swivel his achy cock even deeper inside you, hips jutting upwards to rummage your insides tentatively. The very bulbous tip of his cock swirling your insides so deliciously.Â
âPlease-â
âTake it off.â
Such a pretty cry wrenches out of Chosoâs mouth when your glossed lips press a chaste peck onto his mask, accompanied by such a slutty arch of your hip downwards. Snug cunt milking him with just an ounce of what he was begging for. Just a taste. âPlease- please please plase- fine- fuck! You win! Just please-â And youâre barely even given the time to react before heâs snatching back the knife in your hands. Cutting off his mask in an easy motion. â-fuck me!â
And oh was this ghostfaced intruder so pretty - his dark, dewy eyes filled to the brim with pussydrunk tears, lids drooping down slowly when he feels himself twitch. Hair disheveled and damp, there was such an innocently rosy blush all over his cheeks.Â
With wobbly, ravaged lips, he pleads, âPlease. Fuck me, baby. Use me.â
And you just canât help but slam your stuttering hips so sloppily down onto his, feeling the echoing smack! of his tight balls sting against your ass. Just two seconds of your riding him has him whining, his greedy hands didnât know where to be now - at your poor, neglected clit, or maybe guiding your tantalizingly perky nipples to his mouth, maybe even letting you take back his prized knife.Â
âOh-â your mouth crashes messily into his. Hypnotic. Each push and pull of your tongues is accompanied by your sopping wet pussy coating him in another wave after wave of syrupy slick. It leaves him speechless. âSuch a pretty, pretty boy. What a hah- shame you wear that mask.â
His head was so fucked. Just that little compliment makes him throb, hauling you down even further to feel his syrupy sweet precum sloshing around your gummy walls. The angry rounded divot on his fat head jostling inside you to bang right into your poor g-spot. It just felt so good.
âYou- you think Iâm hngh- pretty?â Heâs batting his long lashes up at you, and you feel his strong arms tighten around the small of your waist. Your hardened nipples scratch so tantalizingly against the fabric of his thick black cloak. âYou really- really think Iâm-â
Each word is heaved out in-between such sloppy thrusts, and the way youâre sucking him up so needily - so heavenly makes him moan. And you couldâve sworn you felt his achy shaft grow two sizes larger, contorting your elastic walls.
Sucking on your tongue between his pretty lips, âYouâre so- fuuuck- didnât know it could feel this good. Ngh- please- more- want more-â
âSo greedyââ you teasing, eyeing down at the way that only makes his blush grow darker. But that doesnât stop him - no, the very thought of stopping isnât anywhere on Chosoâs mind.Â
In fact, heâs only shuddering out a few sloppy thrusts into your gummy cunt before taking your sensitive clit between two fingers. Rolling his thumb gingerly, he mewls through lingering kisses. âDoes it feel good, baby?â And oh he canât take his eyes off of you, rutting upwards to chase after the lewd squelch! squelch! squelch! from down below. âYouâre ah- t-taking me so ngh, well. Fuck-â Head just throwing back at the mere sight of your puffy folds stretching out widely around his girth, bulging when he unapologetically bullies every inch of him. âPlease- tell me it feels good.â
Your grip just sears across his scalp when you tangle your fingers through his soft strands, baring his entirely pussydrunk face. His fucked-out grin, the way each bouncing pace of your hips had it growing wider and wider, eyes rolling to the back of his head. So pretty.
âMhm, so good, Choââ you moan, your fully stuffed cunt flutters at just how shamelessly that makes him throb. Letting you hover his knife just barely up, up, up his heaving chest, nipping lightly at Chosoâs pale neck. âMakes me so hah- h-happy when youâre behaving fâme. Like youâre my good boy.â
Heâs nodding before youâre even finishing the sentence, one hand tightening at your waist. Bruisingly so. The other drawing insistent, messy little circles, âMhm, mâyour good boyâ always gonna be- hngh-â It drags from his throat guttural and raw. Leaning up to kiss such a sloppy kiss against your lips, âNâ I wanna fuck you like I am, baby.â
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - Demon time?
âTch-â Youâre gulping when the towering demon in front of you quirks up his brow sharply. Admonishingly. Crossing all four of his arms over his muscled chest while you sat all pretty and fucked-out on his manspread lap. âHow are ya gonna summon the king of curses nâ not even be able to take both his dicks, brat?â
Heâs rolling his eyes at youâre protesting little whines, shifting done further on his decadent throne to have his fat cockspearheading even deeper.Â
Smack! All five of his thick fingers burn brandingly into the fat of your ass, the very motion makes you jump, your trembly legs tightening around his toned waist.Â
âNow now, I didnât say to jusâ act all cute nâ cockdrunk, did I?â His rough hands push apart your legs even more, another third hand is slotting into the hot core between your legs. And Sukuna smiles at the way youâre so soppingly wet, squeezing your puffed-up folds even further apart to swallow his twin girths. âAll I want is for you to- take- it-â
Oh, right now you couldnât speak. Couldnât even breathe with the way it felt like Sukuna was stretching out your insides so sinfully. Your pussy being stuffed to her poor limits, both of his hefty cocks bully their greedy way inside you.Â
âO-ohââ youâre whining so sweetly in his ear when one of his fat, bulbous tips press up into your g-spot. Slow. Still. But not for long - because that large, ravenous tongue split across Sukunaâs abs open wide to slurp at your pulsing clit. Depraved. âKuna- oh my god it f-feels so good- hngh-â
âKuna?â he seethes. Each of his stacked cocks find their way knocking at your womb, marking you where no human had before - exactly how he liked it. âYou dare call the king of curses âKunaâ brat?â
Tearily, you look up into his glowingly red eyes, âMâ-mâsorry, Sukuna- didnât think-â
But any and all answer is purposefully being fucked out of your now thoroughly hazy brain. Heâs grabbing at your hips to plunge into your drippingly wet channel, brandishing that tongue on his stomach to roll harshly over your clit. Circling the very tip over and over the sensitive nub - all while he simply lounged on his royal throne.Â
âDidnât tell ya to not call me that, did I?â Sukuna scoffs, and if you were in any better state of mind you couldâve sworn that there was a light tinge of red tainting the very tips of his ears. âTch- now donât you fuckinâ look at me with those pretty eyes-â Heâs giving your ass another clingy smack! Having you bouncing up and down easily along both of his impressive girth. âIf ya wanna be fucked by a demon so bad then be fucked, woman.â
And shit- you could already feel the way his sharp hipbones dug into your ass, the resounding thwack! thwack! thwack! of his heavy, twitching balls echoing across the dimly-lit throne room youâd been thrust into.Â
âPlease- Kunaââ your arms make their limp way around his neck. And the slight change in angle has him assaulting into the line of your cervix, fucking two girthy divots into the spongy bottom. You crane upwards to kiss him in a way that makes him smile at how you struggle. âMâgonna feel ya for the next week, hngh- sâso much better than any humanââ
Smack!
âWhat a naughty little minx ya are.â he jeers, but you could feel the way his throbbing cocks weep happily at your admission. Flooding your cunt with splatters of heated precum, slobbering out of you with each of his animalistic rams. âReally underestimated you, little human- hah! Nâ look at you now, about to cum all because of a big bad demon. Arenât ya embarrassed?âÂ
You couldnât shake your delirious head ânoâ fast enough, and not wasting a momentâs time Sukunaâs planting such a deep kiss on your pouty lips. âWell then, arenât you an interesting one, huh? Begging for the kingâs cock.â
âMhmââ youâre mewling, gliding your drooling pussy easily down his bulging cock. âWanâ you- wanna cum- wanna- hah-â
Youâre gifted with another one of his mean slaps, âMake up ya damn mind, brat. So greedy.â
But he doesnât stop - doesnât even think of it, actually. Because Ryomen Sukuna would never admit it but fuck, were you so perfect like this. So gorgeous. So very his.Â
Youâre already so full of him that you could almost spot the massive outlines of where he was steadily attacking your sweet spots. Draw a line across where he ended, rotund heads marking their way inside.
That he canât help but increase that strikingly sloppy staccato of his, fucking you repeatedly stupid. He just lunges forwards to have you riding both his monster cocks and his tongue, the stimulation of it making him bite his lower lip.Â
âOh- yeahââ It takes every embarrassed fiber of his being to stop from rolling his eyes to the back of his head. The fourth of his beefy hands coming up to tweak your hardened nipples, tugging and teasing - just barely treading with his long nails. âCum all over my cocks then if ya- hngh- if ya like it that much.â His feral hips snap! up even harder, leaving you with a final, unforgettable smack! âCum for me, my queen.â
âFuck- mâcumming-â youâre whining not even a split-second later. Head thrown back, your hips stutter down frantically to meet his, over and over- you canât stop. He canât stop. âMâcumming mâcumming- fuck fuck fuck, Kuna-â
Two of his engulfing arms wrap around you, pinning you to his cushiony pecs. Heâs wrenching out each white-hot spark of pleasure, making your toes curl at every clash against the bullseye of your g-spot, every blissful lick to your clit. He groans throatily, smug grin simpering in place, âYeah- heh, best believe mâkeepinâ you after this.â
⥠GOJO SATORU - Madam.
Thereâs such a saccharine sweet whine leaving Gojoâs pouty mouth, fingers twitching wildly where they were pinning you down onto the cushiony pillows. âF-fuck- stop- hah, stop squeezinâ me like that or mâgonna cum early on our wedding- night-â
You can only jitter your hips back into his even further, knees aching from holding you up for so long now. Just a few hours ago youâd been wedded to the infamous head of the Gojo clan and now - well, now he was well and fully intent on proving to everyone in this estate exactly why youâd make the perfect madam.
âToruââ youâre mewling, looking over your trembly shoulder to spy upwards at him. Fuck, the elders would faint if they saw how utterly defiled he was right now.Â
His strong arms twitchy and flexing with each hammering thrust, the weight of his muscled thigh hiked up to pummel at the very bottom of your spongy pussy. You felt so soft, so soppingly wet inside with sloshes of his seed from before coating him with each passing second.Â
âHeh.â Gojo hovers forwards to pat at your tummy, cutely bloated with all of his throbbingly thick inches. âAll stuffed full of me- isnât that right, wifey?â
âY-yes.âÂ
âNuh uh, louder, sweetheart.â he cuts off your babbling. âWanâ everyone in this godforsaken house to hear.â
The bed creaks in sinful synchrony with your sappy whines, and the lingering smack! of his hips against yours, achy cum-filled balls sticking to your thighs. Shit, he saw stars behind his eyes with each clingy pull out of your tight pussy - and it drove him mad.Â
âI-Â I want-â
âLouder.â
âFuck- yes!â Itâs just about all you can get out before heâs crashing his pussydrunken-grin against yours in a messy clash of a kiss. Tongue lolling out to suck on yours, glassy eyes drooping just barely shut. You moan, âI want you to cum inside me again- Now. Gimme an hngh- heir.â
Oh.Â
Oh fuck, that did it.Â
âYou want an heir?â he breathes, and itâs about several octaves higher than normal. Raspy. Reverant. âAn heir- fuck!â Suckling softly on your neck, âSâmy pretty wife wants an heir, huh?â
The very thought makes him giddier than it shouldâve, and oh heâs choking back guttural whimpers. The sensitive divot at the very end of his swollen cock emitting steamingly hot wisps of milky white precum already.Â
âMhmââ youâre nodding, keening at the hefty weight of his muscled body pressing down into yours. Rippling abs rubbing up and down against your back at each jaggedly sloppy thrust, itâs like heâs just hauling you further and further up the decadent mattress. Batting your tearful lashes. âWant it so bad- Wontcha breed me, Toru? Fill me up?â
At this, one of his massive arms comes down to press hard at your womb. And fuck he was practically squeezing you dry, letting the thickly hot dredges of his cascade down your thighs.Â
âOhhhh yes. Look at that.â heâs groaning, the curving head of his fat cock bumping into those various ridges of your sweet spots inside. âAlready so full of me and you hngh- w-want more? The new madam is getting bossy, hm?â
God, you felt so good that youâre scrambling towards those plushy expensive covers. Stammering out, feeling so delirious and stupid on his massive cock. âS-so what? What if I jusâ wanâ make you a daddy?â
Heâs kissing oh-so-gently against your spit-glossed pout, acting for all the world as if his vigorous cadence isnât just rendering you half-speechless. âNothing wrong- ah- nothing wrong at all, in fact.â
That squelching staccato from down below was so loud now that you were sure it would be heard. But Gojo didnât care - the last thing on his mind in fact. Gojoâs driving even more vigorously to kiss your g-spot with more of his precum. âIn fact- I just hope that every one of those fuckers know it.â
And perhaps tomorrow, none of those usually-sneering elders will look you in the eye, and all of the housestaff will blush when they see your state - but right now, all youâre doing is cumming.Â
âT-Toruâ!â youâre screaming out, letting him grab both your wrists from behind you to drill himself even more solidly. Heâs letting all the sloppy mess from before pool down onto the sheets, a lewd puddle that makes him slip nâ slide even deeper inside. âMâcumming- fuck fuck fuck- mâcumming ah-â
And Gojo only flashing you a leering smirk, hoisting you upwards to fuck you through each and every one of those crashing waves of pleasure, those jolts of electricity that have you twitchy so perfectly around his considerably large girth. âHeh- I already know, sweetheart. Can feel ya- hngh- trynna milk me- fuck. This pussyâs too- hah- good-â
His smug smile is dipping away from his pretty face, sweat perspiring like crazy across his lolling forehead. And before long, Gojoâs crying out your name like a broken mantra. Rough hands coming to pin you up against his hard muscled front, just pumping you full of every single one of his sticky ribbons of cum.Â
Itâs so hot, so potent, barrelling into your gummy walls and making you so soaked inside. His body shakes on top of yours, and youâre flinching at the soft pitter patter of his big, fat tears of sensitivity.
âOh- my wife- my wife my wife-â he bites his bottom lip raw, head thrown back, throat shot. Cumming and cumming until he couldnât anymore. Until his sensitive length was weeping nothing more than milky wisps of precum, blanks, even. Pulling out ever-so-slightly, he watches the sheer volume of seed slobber from between your syrupy sweet folds, squelch squelch squelch so loud it rings across his ears.Â
Satoru catches your lips in such a gentle, gentle kiss, âAgain. I donât think the entire estate knows theyâre having an heir soon, yet.â
A/N. Hnghgh vampire Nanami - also I headcanon that the elders got the Gojo Estate soundproofed after that.
Plagiarism not authorized.
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dadkuna and wife!reader being all lovey dovey and their daughter barges in to protect her mamađ
i don't usually write suggestive content on here but this made me laugh so here you go [there won't be a part two or a smut continuation of this, sorry <3]
the moment your daughter finally knocks out early, sukuna is on you. "you have no idea how long iâve been waiting for this," he mutters against your lips, hands already sliding under your shirt. you smirk, pressing yourself closer to him, fingers curling around the zipper of his hoodie. "oh, i think i do." his eyes darken. "yeah?"
"mhmm," you hum, leaning in. "no meetings. no interruptions. noâ"Â
a bloodcurdling screech shatters the moment. before you can even react, something comes flying at full speed straight toward sukunaâs perfectly sculpted jawline. BAM.Â
"WHAT THE FUCK?"Â
"BAD WORD!"Â
you and sukuna whip your heads toward the doorway. your daughter stands there, fists clenched, breathing heavily, eyes wild. "papa, leave mama alone!"Â
sukuna, rubbing his jaw, glares at the object that assaulted him. itâs a labubu. he blinks. then looks back at his daughter. "did you just throw a fuckingâ"Â
"BAD WORD!"Â
"âa freaking toy at me?"Â
"YES!" she stomps her foot. "leave mama alone, mean man!"Â
you slap a hand over your mouth, stifling a laugh. sukuna looks at you, betrayed. "oh, donât even," you snicker. "you made her watch wonder woman before bed."Â
"so what?" he huffs. "the kid should have taste."Â
"soâ" you gesture at your daughter, who is currently braced for battle. "congratulations. you just made yourself the villain."Â
"iâm her fucking father!"Â
"BAD WORD!"Â
sukuna groans, running a hand down his face. your daughter glares at him. "say sorry to mama!"Â
"for what?"Â
"FOR BEING MEAN!"Â
"i wasnâtâ" sukuna stops. inhales. exhales.Â
"âŚfine," he grumbles, crossing his arms. "sorry."Â
"hmph!" your daughter huffs, satisfied. "good!" then, with the self-righteous air of a tiny vigilante, she marches back to her room. you wait until the door clicks shut. then you collapse against sukuna, howling.
"shut the fuck up," he grumbles, rubbing his jaw again. "bad word," you mock, grinning. sukuna glares at you. then, suddenly, he grabs you by the waist, pulling you flush against him. "oh?" you blink, breath hitching.Â
"kidâs asleep again," he murmurs, voice lower, rougher, hands sliding down your back. "what were we doing before that little cockblock?" your face heats up. "you were whining about not getting laid." he hums, pressing his lips to your jaw. "and are you gonna fix that problem, baby?" you smirk, wrapping your arms around his neck. "that depends."Â
"on what?"Â
"whether or not you get knocked out by another labubu."
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"Toji," you groan, annoyed by him swooping in again to steal, yet another, piece of fruit off your fork. "You said you didn't want any."
"You made it look good, doll. No one should look that good while eating a piece of watermelon. I'm doing you a favor by eating it."
You chuckle, amused by his reasoning. "Doing me a favor... and why do I need this favor?"
"I'm not making myself clear, am I? No one should look that good while eating a piece of watermelon."
You gasp dramatically and pick up your bowl of mixed fruit, moving it away from him. "Let me eat in peace, you horndog." You pick up another piece of fruit, and shove it into your mouth. "Stop watching me," you say, muffled by your mouthful.
"Gonna pounce on you when you're done," he says, his tone so serious that it has your heart racing. You nearly choke on your piece of pineapple, your hand going to your mouth to prevent you from spitting it out. You swallow the fruit and stare at him silently for a few seconds. "Quit delaying the inevitable. Eat up, doll."
He stayed true to his word. The second you finished the last piece of fruit in the bowl, Toji threw you over his shoulder and dragged you with him to the bedroom. He laid you down and immediately made your space, his. He spent so much time on your lips, kissing, sucking, and biting them. He could briefly taste the sweetness that adhered to your lips when the pieces of fruit you had initially made contact with them. He didn't want to stop the kisses, but fuck, the sweetness and your little hums made his aching cock twitch. He needed you so bad.
It was like he was trying to steal your tongue's memory of the fruit's flavor. You couldn't catch your breath with the way his thrusts knocked the wind out of your lungs and his lips relentlessly enveloped yours. You had to turn your head at some point, to get some air and in response to that, he cupped your jaw and faced you back towards him, a smooth "come here, mama," rolling off his tongue before he connected his lips to yours, again.
He swallowed every one of your sounds, hellbent on kissing your lips raw, and when you came, you bit his lip. He was on the brink of busting his load because of the gesture, so you got a little breather while he got himself there. Your break from his lips allowed you to release your breathy moans that eventually simmered down to whimpers when he spilled his load into you.
Once you both caught your breaths and the room was still, he pulled out and lied down beside you, pulling you into his side. You rested your head on his chest and laughed, the bubbly sound luring his gaze onto you.
"What are you laughing about?" He asks, flicking your forehead, the brief furrow of your brows making him grin.
"Gonna put this on the list of things I can't do unless I wanna get dug out by you."
"Mm... that list is pretty long, huh?"
A satisfied, almost dreamy sigh, leaves your lips. "Yeah..."
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bathroom quickie at a wedding....
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"fu--uk," you squeaked, head dropping back against the mirror with a gentle thud as chris' hand lifts from your hip -- long, veiny fingers wrapping around your throat, squeezing gently as an attempt to keep your noises that were echoing off the bathroom walls to a minimum. chris grunts, the sound slightly muffled by the sleek black fabric of his suits' tie that's tucked between the two rows of his pearly white teeth as he held it up and out of the way -- giving himself a clear view as your cunt sucked his cock in and out with each brutal thrust he gave.
his hand on your inner thigh tightened, blunt nails digging in to the soft, plush skin as he pushed your leg open wider - the action earning yet another whimper from you as your muscles stretched beneath your skin. "chris..." you mewl, voice strained due to his grip on your neck. he didn't respond for a moment, shifting the angle of your body to his liking - the tip of his cock kissing your cervix as he buried himself to the hilt.
"ohâ!" your jaw went slack, drool dribbling from your reddened, kiss-swollen lips, leaving a glistening trail down to the back of his hand. chris groaned, both at the sight of his hand now covered in your saliva as well but also from you clenching around him. "yea'.. baby," he chuckles, his tie slipping from his mouth as he spoke. "right there, huh--mama?"
another whine escapes you, fingers gripping the sleeves of his suit so hard you were surprised your nails hadn't punctured a hole in the fabric. "please, p-," you blubber, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as the knot in your stomach wound tightener - signaling your impending release. chris tsked, "uh huhâc'mon, sweetness',"
he nodded, his breaths heavy and uneven as tiny beads of sweats slid down his face. "gonna cum for me? huh?" he questions, his hand leaving your throat, sliding down the front of your body to your swollen clit - "gonna cream all over my cock again?" chris hummed, fingertips rubbing in circles against you. "oh my god--" you nearly scream, trembling thighs attempting to clamp shut around his hand.
chris couldn't contain the way his lips curled up in a smirk as your back arched up from the marbled countertop, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. "c-cloâ" you start, your warning cut short as a strangled cry tore from your throat. your walls fluttered around his cock as your orgasm hit - the force of it blurring your vision and knocking the wind from your lungs as your entire body shook violently.
"there we go--" he coos, staring in awe at the white ring coating the base of his cock. "so good," he hisses, his words causing you to clench around him again, a choked sob leaving you as his fingers continued their movements on your aching clit - "squeezin' me fuckin' so tight, holy fuck,"
within seconds, his cock twitched inside of you, a loud, gutteral groan falling from his lips as his thrusts stilled, ropes of sticky, hot cum painting your gummy walls. "sh..shit," he gasped, his head falling against your shoulder, heavy breaths warm against your ear, "y'okay...?" he manages after a few moments. "mhmmâyea'.." you slurred, utterly spent.
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đËâ§Ë°đˇ ŕź â・ Ë daddyâs girl đËâ§Ë°đˇ ŕź â・ Ë
dad!rafe x mom!reader
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your favorite reality tv show played in the background as you lay out on the floor playing with your 10-month-old daughter. âthose sensory skills are amazing ari girlâ you cooed as she stacked the colorful rings on the rock-a-stack. she clapped her hands placing the last one. âouuuu good job baby!â you joined in on her happy claps.
âwanna go again?â you cracked up as Ari stared at you waiting for you to knock the toy over. reaching over you knocked the toy over with a theatrical âwoahhhhâ ari full on belly laughed, her tiny legs and hands kicking excitedlyly. âis that funny mi amorâ you giggled as you flooded her with belly kissies.
ariâs laughter died down as she listened to the front door knob jiggling. already getting into a crawling position forgetting all bout her toys. ari knew who was strolling through that door and it made her very excited. âwho is that baby?â you grinned running a soft hand down her back.
âis it dada?â you gasped when rafe came through the door shopping bags in hand. ariâs squealing was precious, rafeâs head quickly veering around towards the both of you. âmy babies were you waiting for daddy?â rafe grinned as he locked the front door back up. ari crawled up to him in what felt like seconds. your babe had the zoomies whenever she saw her papa. her babbles non-stop as if she was informing rafe alll about her day. rafe bent down placing a quick kiss onto her forehead. âone second baby let me go put these groceries down then ill give you and mama all the loving okay?â
ariâs lip quickly constructing in a pout. âaww baby you gonna make daddy cry stopâ rafe quickly ran to drop the groceries onto the kitchen counter. ari was now full on sobbing as you soothed her. âbaby, daddy is coming in a secondâ you giggled as she suckled on her paci. âwhere's my girl?â rafe came back around the corner arms open wide. âsheâs such a daddy's girlâ you laughed as rafe gently scooped her from your arms. her head instantly resting in the crook of his neck fiddiling with his chain.
âcâmere mamaâ he rasped. stepping forward your front met his chest. âyou smell goodâ you smiled. lips meeting his in an intimate kiss. his free hand stroking gentle circles on your lower back. pulling away from the kiss when his hand gradually moved down giving your ass a squeeze. âyou're so sneakyâ you giggled.
âAri baby if your mama keeps walking around looking this goodâ rafe licked his lips eyeing you up and down. âyou might just get a little sibling sooner than laterâ ari's tiny hand moving towards her dadâs mouth covering it. âi don't think she wants to share you just yet!â you smirked squishing her cheeks between your fingers âisn't that right baby?â both you and rafe busted out in laughter as ari clapped her hands.
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QUICKIE! â TOJI FUSHIGURO
SYNOPSIS...toji just canât keep his hands to himself after not fucking you for a week...which results in a quickie
INFO...toji x fem!reader, reader and toji have kids, toji calls reader mama, doggy, groping, spanking, missionary (?), praise, cream pie, not proofread
OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated
âHey do you have anything to wash?â You walked up to Toji holding the laundry basket in your hands as he played with your two kids.
He looked up at you from the floor. âNah, Iâm all set, mama.â He smiled, handing your son his favorite toy. With a nod, you walked away with the full basket, heading towards the laundry room. You sighed at the clean pile of clothes that you had to fold, rolling your eyes in annoyance.
You threw the dirty clothes in the wash before grabbing the detergent. You let out a small squeak at the feeling of your husbands hands snaking around your waist. âYou scared me,â you chuckled.
âSorry,â he responded, pulling you against his chest, sinking his head into the crook of your neck. He placed a small kiss on your skin, hands rubbing up and down your waist. âShouldâve asked me for help.â
You closed the detergent, placing it back on the shelf as you started the washer. âItâs fine, I got it,â you replied. Toji hummed in response, his hands moving lower and lower down your body. âToji, what are you doing?â You giggled.
You tried to turn and face him but he kept you from doing so. âUh uh, stay just like this for me,â he whispered. He pushed his hips against your ass, his cock semi-hard. âWe havenât been able to do anything for the past week. Iâd be lying if I said I wasnât a little pent up, and you walking around with these shorts and tank top isnât helping one bit.â He smacked your ass before giving it a harsh squeeze.
You bit down on your bottom lip, feel him grow more hard as you moved your against him. It was true, you and Toji havenât had sex in the last week or so. Both of you so tired from work and the kids, running errands, it always got in the way of your sex life. You hadnât really thought about it much before, but now that Toji brought it up, you were feeling quite pent up too. âSo, whatâre you gonna do about it, hm?â You asked, teasingly.
A low chuckle left his lips, his fingers grazing over your skin, making their way under the fabric of your clothes. His hands came up to your chest, cupping your tits and squeezing them, groping them. Your skin started to heat up and arousal pooled in your panties. Just his touch alone was enough to get you all hot and bothered. âWe gotta be quick.â He hurriedly bent you over the washer, a swift hand pulling your shorts and underwear down. âIâll never get tired of seeing this assâŚfuck,â he groaned. He palmed himself through his sweats, admiring the view of your dripping cunt.
Toji wasted no time in pulling his sweats and boxers down, cock springing free and leaking pre cum. He let out a shaky breath, rubbing his tip up and down your slit, mixing his arousal with yours. He could already feel how warm and wet you were, cock throbbing at the thought, anticipating how you feel around him. Slowly, his head pushed past your entrance, your lips wrapping around him, sucking him in. âOhhh fuck, babyâmmm shit,â he breathed. His hands grabbed your hips, pulling you back on him, going deeper to reach your sweet spot.
âAh, oh my god.â The stretch was so deliciously intoxicating, sending your brain into a spiral and heâs barely moved yet. âBaby, we gotta be quick, please,â you begged, afraid that one of the kids might knock on the door and interrupt. You felt him thrust slowly, letting you get used to the feel of his cock before going any faster.
âShhh, itâs fine. Theyâre watching a movie.â He began pulling you back against his hips so you met his thrusts, your walls clenching around him each time he threatened to pull out. âThis pussy is so wet for me, goddamn,â he grunted, moving faster.
âF-fuck!â You stammered, feeling how hard and fast he was going. âFeels so fucking good!â Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, hands gripping onto the edges of the washing machine as you tried to hold yourself stable. âNnngh! Youâre so deep! Oh my god!â You squealed.
Toji pulled you up, your back pressed against his chest as he continued to pound into you. âShh, mama. I know it feels good, but you gotta keep quiet for me, okay?â He placed his hand over your mouth, his arm wrapped around your waist to hold you steady. Your eyes fluttered shut, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with each thrust. âOhh fuck yes. Shit, this pussy feels so fucking good.â
Your muffled moans fell upon deaf ears, your legs felt like they were jelly. Pleasure clouded your mind, all you could think about was him fucking you until you came over and over again. Suddenly, he stopped. He grabbed your hips, turning you around and lifting you on top of the washing machine. He pulled you close to the edge, your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. Both watched as he slowly slid back inside, a shaky breath leaving his lips as he felt you wrap around him again. âLook at me, donât take your eyes off me,â he demanded.
You stared back at him with lustful eyes, bottom lip caught between your teeth as you fought so hard to hold back your moans and whimpers. Your brows furrowed in pleasure, feeling how close you were to cumming. Your jaw dropped, head falling back as he grazed over your g-spot. âOh fuck youâre gonna make me cum!â You cried, gasping for air. âFuck! Fuck! Baby!â You whimpered.
âI know, mama. Let it all out for me. Cum on this dick.â He kept his pace the same, feeling you clench around him, a sign you were close. His hand wrapped around your neck, pulling you in for a sloppy kiss, tongues messily moving against each other as he swallowed your moans. Finally, the coil snapped. You pulled away from the kiss, eyes rolling back, body quivering as you came. Toji covered your mouth again, muffling your curses and moans. âThere you go, thatâs my good fucking girl.â
He pulled his hand away, staring back at you with half lidded eyes, loving the cum drunk look written all over your face. âCum in me,â you spoke.
âBut, your not onââ
âI donât care, cum in me,â you said with desperation.
âI fucking love you,â he chuckled with a smile, his thrusts growing sloppier. He was fixated the way his cock disappeared in you, each time he pulled back out he could see your cum at the base. It only drove him more crazier. âNnngh, ah! Oh, baby Iâm gonna cum!â His hips stuttered against yours before he buried himself deep inside of you, feeling him coat your walls with his sticky cum. âFuck!â He grunted. âAh, yes!â He breathlessly chuckled.
âI think we both needed that,â you laughed.
âI agree.â He smiled, pulling you closer to place his lips on yours. He slowly pulled out, his cum slowly dripping out of you. âWe made quite a mess.â He looked down between your legs and then back up at you.
âWeâll clean it upââ
A knock on the door startled both on you, thankfully Toji had locked the door. âMommy, daddy, the movie is over! We wanna watch another!â
âItâs your bedtime, sweetheart! Maybe tomorrow!â Toji shouted back. Both of you looked at each other, sharing a few seconds of silence before laughing. âI think we might have to start doing quickies more often, yeah?â He whispered.
âOnce you put the kids to sleep, meet me in the shower.â You kissed his lips, entangling your fingers in his hair.
âI just canât get enough of you, mama.â
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i have a clinical problem when it comes to dad!chan...
some call it breeding knk i call it awesomeness :>
(this is me terribly requesting some sort of fluffy of smutty dad!chan (or all members) fic ><)



spent an hour looking at Chan pics on Pinterest look what youâve done to me cw. reader & Chan has 2 kids, breeding lol, & super fluffy.
The thing about dad! Chan is that when he fucks you he always does it with the intention of knocking you up all over again. I mean, youâve already given him 2 perfect angels whatâs the harm in one more⌠or two maybe? Chanâs currently aiming for 6 (audible gasp). But heâs having you bent in all kinds of positions, trying with all his might to reach the deepest parts of you, he is practically in your stomach from how far heâs reaching. Slowly pushing in and out of you, doing his best to keep control when all he wants to do is spill into you and give you another lil baby.
âChannie⌠f-fuck, canât do it anymoreâŚâ Youâre all dizzy as he holds your hips down, big hands pressing hard into your soft, supple flesh. Youâre clawing at his chest eagerly, begging for some kind of relief.
âYes, ya can,â Chan encourages, dropping his head on your shoulder to stare down at where two bodies connected, again and again. Entranced by the way all of him fit so snugly inside of you, so effortlessly. You whimpered softly, all sensitive from yet another oncoming orgasm, âLook at how good my baby is taking me⌠all pretty and eager for Channie, hm?â His Australian accent is seeping with sex, dripping from his lips like melted candy and onto your heated skin, only making you more uncontrollably horny. Youâre clenching hard; the feeling of his cock dragging over your walls was dizzying, and the urge to cum was approaching fast. You needed this.
With the way Chan was grunting, though, he needed this more, âMâ gonna knock you up all over again, yeah? Make you all pretty with my baby,â Chan pants, his plump lips fast to kiss all over your face and jaw, down your neck like a canvas for him to paint. His movements are quickening now, your eyes fluttering shut with every deep push into you. Youâre making the most disgusting sounds at his promises, pussy convulsing around him so hard he curses in a litany. Chan picks up the pace, the wet squelch of your bodies meeting lewd and music to his ears. You swallow hard, dry throat and wet eyes as a fat tear slid down your face. You clutched his shoulder, âMm, Ch-Chan, youâre soââ
âFeel that? Feel how deep I am?â Chan is groaning as your pussy flutters around him, âYou close, mama? Gonna take all my cum, yeah?â Heâs smirking, pretty eyes falling shut as your orgasm sends him into his; his fingers dancing over to yours, lacing into them softly as your little mewls became slow breaths. His hips still, you can feel every drop of him empty into your womb, so filling and so good.
âThatâs my girl,â Chan kisses your wrist, squeezing the hand he was holding in reassurance, âPretty mama..â Heâs kissing you again, down your arm, across your chest, cupping your face with his free hand and leaning in to give you the sloppiest, slow kiss of your life. Tender pace and soft lips making you whine against his lips.
âChan⌠itâs too soon to be having another baby,â You spoke softly, eyes practically closed shut as you tried not to moan with the way he was stilled deep inside of you. Chan almost smiles, pressing his hands at the fat of your thighs and lifting them up, up, up until they laid beside your head, stretching you. You actually moan this time, placing your palm flat against his chest, âFâŚfuck, Chan.â You warned.
âHm? Mâ just making sure this takesâŚâ Heâs grinning, slithering a hand between your bodies and finding your oh-so sensitive clit. âYou just look so pretty swollen with my kid,â His big arms hold your legs up as he leans forward, ghosting your lips with his, âLet me fuck a baby into you, mama. CâmonâŚâ
You kiss back, open mouthed and messy as your hands glide up his back. Itâs so slow and tedious, signaling for him to draw his hips back further, stuffing his length back into you in a tender rhythm. Your eyes began rolling back at the sound of his merciless pleas.
âSh-shit, yes,â You pleaded, clawing into his skin roughly as your orgasm prolonged, âChannie⌠need it, please, please, pleaseââ He shut you up with another firm kiss on the mouth, his tongue exploring yours, spit leaking down the slit of your mouth lewdly as you mewled into his jaw. Chan held you down on his cock, a sudden bursting moan escaped from his throat, giving you something to swallow as his thick ropes of cum filled your aching hole. You felt full, swollen to the brim and sensitive all over. Your eyes watery, slipping down tears that stung your heated skin. Your heaving chest synced with Chanâs as he collapsed onto you, his face nuzzled into the side of your head.
You were about to speak, saying something about how he was cutting off your oxygen by the way he was laid over you, but he got up, reaching over for a small throw pillow and stuffing it under your hips, giggling to himself.
âBaby number 3, here we goâŚâ Chan said with the dorkiest grin, you couldnât help but grin back, rolling your eyes.
#feat. chan .á#lowkey blacked out writing this#skz smut#stray kids smut#skz bang chan#bang chan oneshot#bang chan smut#skz imagines#stray kids oneshot#stray kids bang chan#bang chan scenarios
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neeeeeeed more dilf!husband rafe đđ
been thinking about him đ¤đŚ
Because one of dilf/husband!Rafeâs favorite things to do during the holidays is fuck you by the fireplace. While there was one downstairs, you two did take full advantage of the beautiful one in master bedroom you shared. Lights dim, furry blanket spread out, empty wine glasses knocked out all while you were getting piped down by your gorgeous husband. The two of youâs bodies glistened from the heat of the fireplace and rounds you had been going at now for hours.
Rafe had a crazy amount of stamina, and being in his thirties didnât slow him down one bit. The way the fire cast a glow over his muscled frame, showing every bit of hard work he put in the gym had you mesmerized. Even after being together for so long, he never failed to amaze you. He had your legs over his broad shoulders, giving it to you deep as he pressed his toned hips into yours. Those striking cerulean eyes were hooded, looking down at you with the utmost admiration.
âBaby⌠canât get over how fucking beautiful you are.â He would breathe out, voice raspy. âYou know I love to make mama feel good.â The fat tip kept hitting your sweet spot, your pussy filled to the brim with his huge cock. He was making you feel more than good, and you knew it was only a matter of minutes before you had another orgasm. Rafe knew it too by the way your cunt was squeezing his length so deliciously.
Your huge diamond ring and glittery band shined against his skin as you pressed your expensive manicured nails into his chest. âR-rafe⌠fuck baby⌠Iâm gonna cum again!â You cried out, your pretty eyes rolling back and toes curling against him. The tingly in your lower stomach and your breathing becoming heavier was all signs that you were about to explode with pleasure.
Hearing that only made his thrusts harder, his own eyes threatening to roll back as he had held his own climax in for a few of hours now. He was ready to paint those walls, and be covered in your sweet juice. His buzz was damp, cheeks pink, breath quick as he laid into you deep. âYeah? Keep those fucking eyes on me. There you go beautiful⌠make a fucking mess again.â His tone low, as his blue irises darkened at the way you started to squirt for the 10th time that night.
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Can we please get dad Joe where the children snitch to him that someoneâs flirting with mom.
Jealous!Joe , suggestive
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Joe had a tiring practice today. All he wanted to do was come home to his girls, eat dinner, and relax. But when he arrived home, you and Charlotte were nowhere to be found. He sighed, remembering that you had to grocery shop today.
He took the unusual alone time to take a nice, long, hot shower. The steam and hot water helping relax his muscles. He wasnât in the middle of getting dressed when he heard the garage open. After throwing on a hoodie over his shirtless torso, he jogged down the stairs.
Little Charlotte Burrow ran in through the kitchen door, smiling bright, looking for her favorite person, her daddy.
âDaddy!â She squealed as Joe rounded the corner into the kitchen. âHi Princess!â Joe picks up his daughter and walks toward the garage, where his beautiful wife was, getting groceries out of her car. âLet me help,â Joe says, setting Charlotte back on her feet and grabbing the bags from you. You smile at him, and he plants a kiss on your lips.
âHi babyâ
âI really have to pee. Iâll be right back I promiseâ you assure your husband, before running into the house. Joe feels a gentle tap on his thigh. He looks down at his daughter. âWhatâs up princess?â
âI have to tell you a secretâ she whispers, lifting her arms so that heâd pick her up. âOh yeah? Whatâs the secret?â Joe asks, his curiosity spiking. Charlotte giggled a little bit before leaning toward his ear. âSomeone told mommy she was pretty at the storeâ
Joeâs eyebrows shot up. âReally now?â
Charlotte nodded. âHe also asked for her phone number, but mommy told him she was marriedâ Charlotte continues. âHe walked around with us for a little bitâ Charlotte says. Joe knew he had nothing to worry about. Youâve been his since college, and youâre obsessed with him.
But he couldnât shake the jealous feeling that bubbled in his stomach. You were his, and someone tried to swoop in on that? He wasnât gonna let this go.
He carried the rest of the groceries in, and Charlotte ran off to play in her room. He walked toward the bathroom, and knocked on the door. âIâm almost done, I promise!â You call through the door.
âItâs me. I just wanna ask you somethingâ
You open the door with a big smile, but gasp as youâre manhandled back into the bathroom, and pressed against the wall. Joeâs eyes a darker blue.
âCharlie ratted you out.â Joe says, and you roll your eyes. âShe didnât rat me out. It wasnât a secret, I was going to tell you as soon as I was done in hereâ you explain, with a small laugh. âIt wasnât nothing, Joey, I promise. I have everything I could ever want right hereâ you assure him, but his jaw remains clenched.
âYouâre mine.â He states. âAll yours. Completely 100%â you agree. Joeâs lips capture yours in a heated kiss. âWhen she goes to bed, Iâm gonna show you who you belong to, mamaâ
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STICKYYY
Synopsis. His new yearâs resolution? To knock you up!
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Higuruma x Reader, Gojo x Reader, Ino x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, babyfĂŠver, BRĂEDING, creampĂes, buIges, mentions of kĂds, cervĂx kĂssing, full neIsons, GOJOâS POWERS, Ănnapropriate use of jujutsu, PĂSSYDRĂNK JJK MEN, marathons, true form Sukuna, dp, Sukunaâs second mouth, p talking, cĂşmplay, spĂtting, making it fit, use of âmaâamâ, pet names, swĂŠaring.
A/N. Be honest can yâall tell that Iâm ovuIatingâŚ

⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - FEVER!
âT-Tooooji-â
Youâre being oh-so-easily shut up with just three stinging slaps! of Tojiâs hefty, swollen tip. Strawberry-red, and just as angrily plump. Making such a mess when heâs smearing between your treacly walls in a gluey kiss - like he never wanted to let go.Â
And you never wanted him to.
Not even when heâs rolling his eyes with a mean titter, âDonât remember my heh- birthday gift includinâ this chatty mouth of yours, doll.â A singular, masculine palm sheaths over your deliriously slack maw - rough. âSâeven more talkative than her-â
But it was impossible not to be after these hours upon hours.
Impossible for your sloppy entrance to not drawl out resoundingly filthy slurps every time Tojiâs scooping his buttery seed back in with his vicious fingers.
âYa realize thatâs supposed to stay ah- inside, ma?â Wrangling your legs open into a rude full-nelson to leave a sappy smack! at that gooey heaven right between. Toji sounds so utterly sullen at the waste, âHow mâI gonna get myself a daughter if ya canât keep it in, hm?â
It was a rhetorical question - and Toji was fucking you like it was.
Sculptured, beefy biceps barely even flexing at the practically non-existent struggle to manhandle your thighs open. It gave you both such a perfect view - of your saturatedly glossy pussy folds being constricted around his lazily sinking size. Struggling. Goopy masses of Tojiâs honeyed cum from just prior being drooled out after every syrupy squelch-
âMouthy fuckinâ cunt.ââ Youâre hearing him whisper from right behind you, puffs of condensed air hitting the tender spots on your neck and making you keen. âMakes me wonder- heh- who the babyfever got talkinâ more. You or her.â
He was babbling nonsense - and you were, too.
The raw ruptures of his bloated head making your jaw droop stupidly open, lashing around your heated insides to probe up rigorously against those sweet spots. Toji Fushiguro had no relent - he had no mercy.Â
Because he was promised another damn brat for his birthday, and he wanted one now.Â
âN-now?â Your heart-eyes are bulging out, the trembly waver in your voice shrilling upwards after every drag of his balloony tip down the span of your elastic cervix. Oh, shit, did he say that out loud? Whoops. âToji wh-what if it hasnât ngh- taken yet-â
Tojiâs cutting you off - urgent. Spitting, as if those mere words shouldnât be spoken out loud. âMove that hand fâme-â Couldnât even wait the few split-seconds it takes for you to shuffle your carefulling covering hand away before flinging it off with a rude swat. â-touch that lilâ bulge- ngh- wh-where I am. Feel me.â
Your fingerpads are shaky - unstable. Caressingly feeling for that riotous smooch of Tojiâs bawling fat tip peppering tiny kisses onto your cervix. Your womb.Â
The blood in your veins boil with sheer need at the rounded globular edge, pressing down hard in just the way you knew that would drive Toji wild. Making his weighty breeder balls flinch with a harsh thwack! âSee? Feel that? How mâalllll up in that cute womb? Bold of you to think that youâll fuuuuck- walk outta this bedroom not pregnant, mama.â
He was determined. Feral.
Every puncturing rut had your spine arching into the most perfect curvature on top of him. Your back pressing heatedly in a lecherous massage against his heated skin, so bumpy with every flexing ab and muscle.Â
You couldnât help but feel soâŚruined. In the best way.
âI-is that a promise?â Youâre craning your head over your shoulder, batting those tear-clung lashes in a way that makes Tojiâs willowy eyes widen. Tongue pinpointing his sinful scar once his mouth waters. What a dangerous little thing you were. âWanâ you allll inside, Tojiââ
Yeah, dangerous alright.
âCanât have it alllll inside if yer hngh- lettinâ this cunt drool.â Youâre squealing when a few calloused pads of his strongly thick digits pry open your slobbering mouth agape. Letting your tongue loll out lazily for him to splatter a honeyed wad of saliva, âThaâs what that hngh- filthy mouth gets.â
Before in the blink of an eye, heâs bullying a few free fingers between the pursed pucker of your sensitive folds until he was knuckle-deep. Rummaging out into the geysering orifices hidden against your melty walls, heâs knotting up the ribbony ropes of his creamy seed from trickling out.Â
Canât have his pretty girl wasting a single ounce, now. How could he?
âAnd for my cutely ovulating wifeâŚâ You could barely even hear him above the thundering plap! plap! plap! of skin-on-skin, in such a cottony state of mind that you just register when youâre being gifted with another quick stream of spit lacquering your tongue. â-ya get- this.â
And it wasnât just the slewing volumes of spittle that your open jaw was being splattered with.
It was the way you were cumming - without even realizing. Without even registering the uncountable heaps upon heaps of edging whines that flood your mouth, vision sparking white hot.
âMâcumming-â youâre gasping out. One limping hand bravely rovering to clutch onto Tojiâs sweat-slicked locks and pull, âMâcumming mâcumming- ah! Tojiââ
âYeah yeah, e-easy on the merchandise, doll.â Heâs groaning, but you can almost catch the way that he swallows. The way that his heavy balls shift with purpose underneath that girthy base to squeeze. Pulling taut. âJusâ s-sit still nâ let me breed this ngh! goooood fuckinâ pussy like the good girl ya are.â
With a shudder, you feel like youâre being split-apart - more so than you already were.
Head buzzing with fuzzy little explosions at the thudding splatter! of just about the nth glaze of his seed scouring your deepest gooping insides. Youâre being covered over and over in every tiny ridge and sweet spot with whipped icings of his potent cum.
And you can feel it almost knocking at your womb, creamed globs of it sliiiiding all the way down your walls with a promise.
âGodâŚâ You feel so full. Like your rubbery cunt was inflated widely enough that you think you might just burst.Â
Heâs scoffing, âToji works jusâ fine.âÂ
âS-so cocky-â Head swimming cockdrunkenly with every jerking grind up into you, heâs slinging out the filthiest driveling squelches! that halfway drown out your pretty noises. What a shame.
âOi oi, shut up-â But not to you. Toji simply canât help but laugh - and if you were in any better state of mind, youâd have huffed at the sheer audacity. Gleaming ivory teeth snagging down onto your tender earlobe, â-the h-hehâŚmother of my kids is talkinâ.â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - Hubby material.
âHands on the wall now, darling.â Nanamiâs throaty order is spoken gently. Lovingly. But you knew better than to not listen - hastily planting your splayed-out hands onto the cool kitchen wall. âGood girl. Now gimme a little show.â
âKentoooo-â That slutty arch of your back was almost embarrassing, and youâre sure that if it hadnât been for the strong arm circled underneath your hips then youâd have been weakly collapsed on the floor. âJ-jusâ put it in- already-â
âShhhh- patience, my love.â Your dear husband is rewarding your pitiful whines with a sudden swat! right onto the jiggling mound of your ass. Tutting with every soothing squeeze of his massive palms, that glinting wedding ring cold against your stinging flesh. âPatience sâthe number one trait a good parent should have.â
And heâs so proper.Â
OrâŚat least it seems.Â
Because those cracking whimpers spilling their way between your lips only make Nanami greedier. The slight tremble of your thighs when your teary slit douses the tile below with a sticky puddle of slick driving him wilder-
âI- I know-â youâre huffing, head craned with an oh-so-irresistible pout. âB-but a good parent should also be ngh- punctual.âÂ
Punctual? Nanami Kento was always punctual.Â
To every date, every meeting, every appointment - everything but right now when he feels his swollen pink tip twitch at your smart little backtalk. Biting down on the hollowish insides of his cheek to keep that dark chuckling from slipping through.
âHmmmâŚâ Nanamiâs letting his rich baritone drawl, perfectly knowing the way that it was enough to make your thighs squeeze together needily. Heâs tapping a soft massage down your curved spine, âLet me thinkâŚyou really think a good- hah- parent should be punctual, darlinâ?â
âMhmââ
âYâknow I always trust your judgementâŚâ
And itâs so cute the way you can only nod and nod, babbling. âY-yes. Please- Ken, need it- want it-â
Well then, if his wife says so. Right?Â
Youâre barely even given the time to fucking breathe in a steadying gulp of the heady air before whatever remnants of it are being fucked out of your lungs.Â
OhâŚthis was a change.
Because there was something about the way that Nanami was shoveling all his long, solid inches into you with almost-reckless abandon. Something rough, somethingâŚcarnal.Â
Like every heaving breath had his poor sanity fraying. Guiding one hand to wrap around his hefting hilt and smear away your adhesive-like folds with the globular mountain of his mushroom tip, the other steadied at the bottom of your back to angle you bent even deeper-
The stretch.
Fuck, the stretch - Nanami was so big. His incredible girth bullying past that taut first ring of muscle and peaking up into those spots without even trying. So fully encompassing each and every hidden nook inside your gooey walls that you always end it wanting more more more-Â
âMommaâs always gonna ngh- know best, hm?â Nanamiâs hiccuping into your ear, flecks of golden blond sticking to his prespired skin and yours once he kisses away your cockdrunk splatters of dribble. âAwww, n-none of that hngh! drooling now, sâgonna make ya dehydrated nâ thatâs not good for the baby, darlinâ.â
Youâre feeling a softened thumb glide along your lips to tenderly clean off the messy streaks of spittle. âTh-thank you, Ken-â Looking up at him with literal hearts for eyes, â-gonna be the best daddy.â
He was. He was going to make sure of it.
But hearing that from you?Â
Shit, Nanami has to sneak down a pinch at the side of his muscular leg just to make sure he wasnât dreaming or in heaven right this very moment.Â
Pulpy surfaces of his toned thighs smushing up against your own, heâs finding himself bending ever-so-slightly a few degrees at the knee to lessen the burden on his poor wifeâs legs. Making your ears ring with the filthy paps of his hip-bones ploughing vigorously into your ass.Â
Bruising your skin, your cervix, your hips once one of his free hands scurry underneath you to take the pressure off of your ever-weakening hips. Crushing your back tightly against the rippling planes of his sculptured front.
And Nanamiâs cooing gruffs come out scorching against the sensitive side of your ear, âC-canât put too much ah- strain. Sânot good for the b-babyâŚfor my girls.â
Girls - not just one.
Nanami wanted two lilâ daughters that looked exactly like you, and loved you exactly as much as him. A blissful image of his little family drawing itself clearer and clearer with every smack! against the fat of your cervix. Tight. Close.Â
âGonna take c-care of ya-â Heâs inching his bludgeoning tip to slobber a fat stripe down the door to your womb, accompanied by an innocently tender peck against the side of your forehead. âReeeal good care. A-and thenâŚâ
âAnd then, Ken?âÂ
âThen- mâgonna-â You can only gasp when Nanami cranes his neck over to where your open palms are still positioned on the smooth wall. Glassy eyes ogling the twitch of the veins running down his throat when heâs placing a soft smooch right on your wedding ring, â-mâgonna marry ya all over again.â
Nanami Kento is sure that heâll be renewing your vows every year. Every single week. Every single day - even after your daughters are born - perhaps if only youâd let him. If only youâd keep singing out his name in a sultry whine exactly the way you always do when you cum.
Head tumbling backwards with the sheer power of it, body wracking with boiling peaks of your high. Again and again and again-
âThere we go, there- hngh- ready, my love.â He sounds so proud. So fucked. And you know youâre not imagining it when the rugged callouses of Nanamiâs fingers dart around your throat to drag you into a steaming hot French kiss. One that left his weighty balls squeezing dangerously- âSâabout to getâŚmessy.â
⥠GETO SUGURU - Baby SHOWER
âOh shiiiiit, girl.â Getoâs rolling his eyes, softly rounded fingertips rovering down from its second-favorite position around your neck all the way down to his most favorite - smearing open your thoroughly stuffed pussy lips to pinch your puckering clit. Glazing his long five-inch digits with a treacly lamination of your translucent squirts. âDidnât think youâd be so ngh- messy. Sâthis all fâme?â
Yes. yes, yes yes it was.
But you couldnât mangle out the syllables right now - donât think you had it in you to even try. Not with the way that heâs planting three sappy smacks! down your slobbering cunt. Snickering at the throaty little S-Suguruuu letting off from your lips-
âAh ah- needy. Canât even t-talk properly, huh?â And, fuck, was Suguru Geto ever-so-grateful that your copious amounts of orgasms tonight left you already fucked stupid. Because your saturated mind isnât catching onto the way his rumbling baritone wobbles, the way he has to gulp before muttering. âNow, gimme a kiss. Heh, gimme a ngh- kiss nâ I might just cum inside to give you a littleâŚdaughter.âÂ
The only thing youâve wanted for so long now.Â
But Geto always did find you the cutest when you were teased. When you were split-open on his mean cock and whining for him to fill you up with each deeply vulgar stroke. It made him only want more.Â
Made his palms stretch your jittery thighs even wider in his filthy little mating press, like a gooey little banquet for him. Pearly canines showing off in such a snarl when youâre lolling your head upwards to press a few drawling smooches against the corner of his pretty lips, âO-oops. I missed, Suguru.â
âTry again.â Well, he has to build up the patience for raising his future daughter somehow, right?Â
Locking your ankles around that neck of his with only one strong arm, and the other grappling dexterously around your throat to drag you down. Youâre being manhandled - unapologetically.
âBut-â
âAgain.â
âW-wanâ it insideee- wanâ a baby.â youâre squealing when his plummy cockhead spatters a few steaming hot dewdrops of pre against your poor cervix. Rutting out solid pound after pound. Each one making you desperately catch his chin, his jaw, his lips in a few drunken kisses. âPlease, Sugu?â
Damn.
Damn that evil, evil nickname of yours.Â
And he really canât help but steal a greedy peak down at your drooling cunt, scoffing at the way he feels his parted maw slip through a few rivulets of drool at the fucking sinful sight.Â
Your gummy pussy being molded wiiiidely open around his rummaging cock. Glossy rings upon rings of your sugary slick and his creamy pre being drenched upon every single inch that was bullied inside. Even more so when those bumpily inflated veins of his graze right against your forbidden sweet spots.Â
And Geto couldnât stop his light-headed bout of laughter, teasing. âSecond opinion?â
Itâs almost as if every battering ram had your overfilled pussy talking back to him.Â
âCâmon- speak up.â Heâs hastily swiping away the curtains of his silky black tresses sticking to his clammy forehead, yearning to hear those lecherous noises from below better. Before curling his engulfing palm once more around your delicate throat, âNot you- Oh? Mmmm-â heâs huffing out, ears craning. âIf you say so, girl.â
Not to mention that you hadnât uttered a single word.Â
But to Geto that didnât matter, to him it was all he could do to nod along sappily as if having the most intriguing of conversations with your bulging cunt.
Nuzzling into the treasure trove of the crook of your neck, heâs gulping in your pheromones. Shuttering out hot puffs of words between every bludgeoning thrust, âArenât I so nice? Listeninâ ta what she says. Yer real lucky sâme fillinâ up this pretty ngh- pussy, gorgeous. Real lucky- becauseâŚâ
âB-because- what?â Youâre hissing, eyes decorating with puddles of oversensitive tears. They trek down your cheeks and make Geto groan once his ravenous tongue laps up every salty ounce.Â
âBecause when I breed you, mâgonna do it right.â
A promise.Â
One he was already halfway through fulfilling if the way that Getoâs staggeringly full breeder balls were twitching against your slamming mounds of flesh told you anything. Urged you. Pushed and pulled with every mounted pump-
âG-gonna be all round and full, arentâcha, ngh- my gorgeous baby? Glowing?â And he was ruining the both of you. Brows marrying closer and closer with every cozy sheath, your clingy walls made his thickly swollen shaft just flood your spongy pulpy cervix with wiry ropes of precum. âHeavily pregnant?â
âY-yeees-â Gaze heart-eyed and crossing diagonally together, youâre barely even noticing it when your dear lover rests his damp forehead against yours to pucker his lips and grace your tongue with a heavy wad of saliva. âWant it all, Suguruâ a-all ngh- deep inside.â
âAll?â Heâs echoing, and something in his pupils amethyst pupils darken. Something in his voice hardens. Movements jittery and coated in a shimmer of awe when he strays one of your hands down to soothe over your tummy, âSure ya e-even have the space? Mâright-â Pressing down - hard - on that plump rotund tip of his driveling deeply down inside. â-here, yâknow? Where our h-heh, daughterâs gonna be.â
Oh. Motioning out a lethargic nod, âAll.â
Because Geto only lets his mind shatter for a split-second, his entire muscular body jolting. Fuck. You were going to be the fucking death of him.
Before giggling. Giggling. All drunk on your pussy and you, âTh-then- then, say it with me. Ngh- t-tell me youâre ready for the hah- biiiig stretch, gorgeous.â
âM-Mâready for-â Shit, so embarrassing even despite your barely-lucid state right now. â-the big stretch-â
âUh uh- the biiiig stretch. Say it with me-â
Practically sobbing with need now - and your poor cunt wasnât any different. You swear you could feel a sloshing pool of lewd juices forming right below you. âFuck! Sugu- Suguru, mâready for th-the ngh- biiig stretch.â
âThenâŚâ heâs practically purring with delight. Ah, finally. â-fucking cum fâme, pretty momma.â
And when you do itâs riding upon the waves of his, too.Â
Seeing white, the peaks of your now-fragile high being ruptured and dragged out with every sticky waterfall of Getoâs aqueous seed.Â
Treacling into the narrow orifice of your sloppy hole, you could feel every swabbing ribbon slip and slide its way inside. Deeper and deeper every time Geto was fucking each voluminous ounce back in, in, in-
âNow now, what did I s-sayâŚâ Splattering out another sugarcoated douse of streaming spit onto your tongue, Geto is in no way shy about punishing your sopping wet slit with a resounding thwack! Tutting at the buttery white lipstain seeping from the corners of your puffed-up pussy and making such a filthy mess at his thickened base. âLook at all that ah- wasted. Mouthy pussy oâ yours said you could hah- take it all, but sâ like a shower.â
Your lips part when heâs pumping you doubly full with his relentless digits, shovelling back the velveteen slathers of his own seed back in. âSuguruâŚâ
âGuess I jusâ hafta fuck ya full all over again.â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - Boys boys boys
âC-can you ah- hold my hand for this ngh! first time, baby?â Heâs hiccuping out like a mantra - a prayer - after every sloppy peck of his ruddied tip onto your adhesive-like folds. Chosoâs poor heart barely working up enough courage to dab a slow circle around your quivering entrance.Â
And he didnât know what to do. What to expect butâŚthe only thing that mattered was that he had you.
âAwww, of course, Choââ It makes him so fucking shy how your warmly cooing tone is all it takes for his achingly hard cock to twitch. Mind shattering into a zillion shards as one hand of yours sweetly laces with his, âNo need to be- ah- nervous.â
It was unfair - it was so fucking unfair.Â
You were driving Choso wild - absolutely feral with just a singular plap! of your rounded ass ricocheting down to ride your dear boyfriend free of his fucking soul. So tight. AndâŚheavenly.Â
He didnât read anywhere online that it was supposed to feel this good. Curving your sultry birthing hips in lecherous little circular motions that have his dewey eyes battered in tears-
And that was the fucking problem. Your hips. Your cute cunt. You.Â
âFuh-fuck. So soft and warmâŚâ Making him curdle out a few whining whimpers from between his plumped lips, puckering into an oh-so-cute pout as Choso bats his long lashes up at you. âDidnât ah- didnât know a p-pussy could feel so ah- good.â
He didnât know what to do but let his slagging maw drool around where he was lathering the fleshy mounds of your tits with his syrupy saliva. Sucking.Â
Neat brows knitting at the way there was no milk - didnât that manual say humans produced- ah, not yet. Not unlessâŚHe could faintly feel something in the very back of his melty mind sparking. âB-babyâŚâ
âMhm?â And oh, you could get used to that tone. Seeping out into Chosoâs prettily rumbling voice whenever he got just a tinge too pussydrunk. Babbling. âChoâ what h-have I ah! said about talking with your mouth full?â
Fuck- Choso didnât even register what he was doing - register what you were saying. Roughened pads of his tastebuds gleaming down your nipples for a solid few seconds before heâs gurgling out, âI- I wantâŚâ
Youâre humming. God, he was so pretty like this. Handsome features blushing strawberry red at your half-lidded gaze and the way your clingy walls were smooching his bloated, mushroomy tip so tight. You had no mercy. âYeeees?â
âI want a son.â
Oh.
Oh.
And just as soon as that sodden little confession is spilling from his lips - tumbling out like he didnât even mean to formulate the words - Choso sees white. And he feels it, too.
Feels himself lathering your gooey cunt in heaps upon heaps of his torrential cum. Dousing thick, creamy swabs that pinpoint all your most tender orifices for him to dig into. So hot. Heavy. Swashing around in slight treacles at your thoroughly opened insides like a gluey second skin. And the rut of his hips is so animalistic - up, up, up with every ounce of cursed power he has.Â
Part of him knows heâs fucking pathetic to be cumming so early from just that - even if it was his first time.
But he doesnât give a fuck.
Not when your pretty pussy had him seeing his future with you. Seeing stars - and you right there in the middle, holding onto a giggling bundle with his hair, and your eyes.Â
Not when his calloused fingers are latching onto your waist like he was planning on never letting go. And Chosoâs jaw simply drops at those velvety ribbons of milky white spattering from your drooly cunt and sliding down the ladder of washboard abs.Â
You were clenching around him so cozily. So hypnotizingly. Perfect enough thatâŚ
Something snaps.Â
âOh god-â heâs gasping, eyes wide - wild. Slender digits carving out neat crescents so harshly against your perspiration-simmered skin. Entire body hunching to French kiss the valley between your tits, âOh god oh god ohâŚgodâŚs-sânot enough. Itâs not- I-I donât think it took. Need to- to get you pregnant, baby.â
Sounding so genuinely devastated. Youâre shivering at the warm splat! of his big, pearly tears between your bodies - lower lip wobbling at that heavenly slight right in front of him.
Of course it wasnât enough. And, right now, Choso thinks it never will be.
His pretty lips are just letting out intoxicated nonsense by now. And during times like this, you really forget just how strong your beloved boy is.Â
HowâŚgreedy he is.
Because those electric aftershocks of his syrupy high had barely even passed. Barely even started to bate before heâs leveraging his superhuman strength to easily flip the two of you over.Â
Youâre being crushed pliantly and helplessly in half between those drenched navy bedsheets and his flexing muscles.Â
Choso was just melting into you; saliva-glossed mouth slacking into a condensed kiss against your own, forehead desperate and feverishly hot resting against yours, big, beefy arms caging you in.Â
You could feel that sappy thwack! of his tight, globular balls smearing against your ass once more. That split, peachy cockhead of his skates right down your headily sweltering walls to gift a puckered snog against your cervix. And another. And one more. And just one more-
âH-heyâŚcome back tâme.â Heâs huffing out in lethargic little pants, palms clasping onto the crown of your head and pushing you down. Down. Down. Filling you up with his girthy cylindrical shaft until you were fucked stupid. Heâs begging, âHear me out- no zoning out, mâkay? Need you ta gâgive me a baby, mâkay, baby?â
And despite the broken pleas that were flooding into his mouth, you couldnât do anything against the way that Chosoâs body was pinning yours down with hungry pound after pound. Fuck- is this what they say? About losing control? AboutâŚbaby fever?
God, the thought is enough for him to curl his hips sleazily backwards until youâre squirming. Letting the fountain of opaquely milky seed gush! down your inner thighs with the wettest of squelches. They ring saturatedly in Chosoâs ears like his favorite song-
Well, it was his favorite song now.Â
âYour hah- lilâ human womb sâgonna be so full- s-so cute.â Taking his time filling you back inch by inch. Chosoâs button nose crinkles at the sight bouncy recoil against the spongy ends of your pussy. He canât part from you - not even that. Doesnât want to. Leaving kiss after kiss on your jiggling tits, sucking. âNeed these f-filled. Need a son- m-my son. Gonna be the beeeest momma mhm- with the sweetest milk.â
A few sneaky set of his lips droop to your puffed-up nipples and bite almost mindlessly. Lacquering a heavy layer of spittle as Choso sucks like his favorite gummy candy.
And the way you arch your back into a perfectly slutty curvature to glissade your fatigued body against his sculpted front has Choso gaping. Has his eyes spying down at the bloated outline of himself inside you, nuzzling one mountainous palm. âA-andâŚngh- daughter sâgood too actuallyâŚmaybe both. Maybe- maybe I just- jusâ really wan- need you.â
An uncharacteristically smug grin plasters all over his face at the way your mouth pouts, âB-boy or girl, Cho?â
Chosoâs shivering. Aching with that red-hot depravation coiling at the bottom of his stomach to fill you up more and more and more- âFive boys- nâ one ngh- girl- all of âem with your pretty smile. YouâŚyouâre gonna g-give me that, right, maâam?âÂ
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - 1000 Yr. DILF?!
âCumminâ on my cock again? Makinâ such a damn mess.â And anyone would recognize that disapproving tut wafting sternly from between the King of Cursesâ lips, anyone would fall completely to their knees. âThis yer hah- first time beinâ bred or what, girl?â
Except for you.
Youâre not sure you could even if you wanted to.
Because Ryomen Sukuna had you all over him like his absolute favorite doll - your boneless limbs hanging on for dear life in this rude standing nelson heâd manhandled you into. His favorite.Â
One out of four of his massive palms splay out greedily onto the crown of your head, teasingly indenting the sharp corners of his black fingernails into your scalp. Dragging you to bear your droopy eyes into that cracked floor-length mirror at the very ends of his royal chamber.Â
âOh riiight-â Heâs rolling his eyes, hips bucking up to overstuff you full of his bloated shafts. And through the ever-so-slightly cracked lids of your own, you can spy his sleazing grin. â-it is.â
âK-Kuna Kunaaa-â Your mouth just canât stop squealing it out like your own personal mantra, limp legs dangling in midair with every sloppy slap! of his dual lengths. Youâve never felt soâŚblissfully helpless. âI-inside. I need you inside-â
âMâalready inside, woman.â Fuck- you were so cute when you got all stupidly cockdrunk like this. But itâs not like Sukuna was going to admit that, instead covering up for the roughened hitch of his breath with a snicker. Second free hand gifting a punishing swat! onto your clit. One. Two. Three. âOnly thing thaâs not inside ya yet is my heir. Yet. Seriously- that fuckinâ ngh- greedy for me t-ta fill ya up till yer overspillinâ or what?â
And you can only nod. Nod and nod and nod while buttery scoops of his glossy pre sprayed all over your g-spot, your cervix, everywhere and anywhere.Â
Sukuna was leaving no crevice and sweet-spot unturned, the matchingly staggering sizes snugly barreling inside you until you were spellbound. And it really didnât make him soothe his pace to be even just a bit more merciful the way those near-thirteen inches made your tummy swell.Â
Bloated up with such mouth-watering abandon. Just like it would if you wereâŚ
â...pregnant.â Oh, that word is leaving Sukuna with more of a whine than he intended. Hips snagging upwards to peak the lightning bolts of his thumping veins salaciously down the side of your g-spot. âA c-cute lilâ cunt like this is how yer gonna end up ngh- pregnant.â
Listen, heâs not one to get all stupidly sentimental.
But your heavenly pussy was just plaguing him with rosy visions of you and a lilâ gremlin to call your own. With pink hair and that stupid, stupid smug grin that was stolen undeniably from his genes. Dammit.Â
Who said you could make him feel allâŚmushy. He should have you charged with treason for this.
And, well, of course this was Ryomen Sukunaâs favorite position.
Of course, heâs taking that absolutely blasphemous advantage to let the second oversized tongue split apart his abs slosh outwards.Â
Slithering muscle careening its snailing pathway down your teary pussylips, lapping up ounces upon ounces of syrupy slick. Before twirling around and around that plump button of your clit. And it was soâŚfilthy, it made you squirm.Â
âS-sâdirtyâŚâ Youâre throwing your head back into the cushiony valley of his toned pecs in a frenzy, electric bolts of pleasure sprinting down your spine with every wet thwack! emanating from down below. Though, you werenât complaining. You really, really werenât complaining. âKunaâŚâ
And- fuck. You shouldâve known.
Shouldâve realized that letting your mouth smear dangerously open to echo out your whines would result in the devilish curse spitting a wet splatter right at the corner of your pouty lips.
And Ryomen Sukuna had perfect aim - he had the perfect ability to make this ordeal as neat as possible.Â
But where was the fun in that?
You were just so adorable with your saliva-slicked lips wobbling open, jolting at the terrorizing scrape of his overgrown nails smearing away the pools of delirious dribble. Gently.Â
âDirty? Hah! Whaâs real hngh- dirty sâthis pretty pussy in ovulation. Look.â Heâs grunting out, and before you know it youâre being nudged even closer towards that ancient mirror. Fully drinking in the way that Sukuna was filling you up, the way that you were taking him. Chest heaving you up and down as he swallows in a deep inhale, âCan fuckinâ smell it on you- heh, my favorite time of the month. Has you begginâ fâme to fuck you full with my seed? To give you an heir, huh?â
You were.
Throat scratching out the tiniest of pleas that you donât even register slipping through your lips - but Sukuna could. He yearns for them.Â
Feels them stir up the heated depths of his rounded breeder balls when they stick against your ass after every tireless pap! Your hands crane around to claw useless into those bulging deltoids of his-
âOi, whereâd ya think yer scratchinâ? Trynna run?â Preposterous. As if you could ever run away from him - from the bruising smooches that Sukuna was leaving down every elastic inch inside your goopy depths. Sopping. Sodden French kisses. âOrâŚâ Tongue gliding down his bared canines, other tongue leaving a sappy plap! of a touch onto your peaked clit. â...or is it that momma here is gonna heh- cum?â
âC-cum-â Fighting to strangle out - as if you needed to, in the first place. You didnât, but you were just so endearing like this. â-gonna cum- ngh- gonna- gonna-â
âA-after that, ya better fuckinâ make me a daddy.âÂ
And if this was any other time then Sukuna would have mocked your pitchy whines. Lilted his growling baritone to taunt you as you fell apart.Â
But he couldnât - because he wasnât doing any better.Â
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck, so fucking embarrassing how the clingy embrace of your sopping walls clamping around his bloated lengths was enough to make him cum. Him. The all-powerful King of Curses at your utter mercy.Â
Those split, bawling divots of his splurging out seedy strings of pearly white, decorating your sloshing insides until it felt too heavy. Too tight.Â
Voluminous masses of his cum settling deep at the goopy depths of your pussy - and Sukuna always had so much to give. A smirk plastering all over his face once the sensitive undersides of his cocks brush up against one another.Â
Twitching to pry your gluey walls wide open enough to let a few thickly viscous dollops of seed frost your puffed-up pussy lips. Lips that his second mouth canât help but kiss to clean up-
âTchâŚsuch a damn mess.â Youâre hearing ring inside our cottony brain from somewhere above, still short-circuiting blissfully. âBut yer my mess, huh, Queen of Curses?â
⥠INO TAKUMA - âW-woahâŚâ
Ino canât stop himself - he canât fucking shut up.
Pathetically drawling words tumbling out with every slight translucent sliver of fucking drool. With every pussydrunkenly content sigh that escapes him once heâs sinking back and forth past your tender entrance. âAtttta girl, th-this is the lifeâŚâ
And, in fact, Ino can see his life with you when youâre on all fours and milking him so prettily like this. Especially when youâre like this.
He can see just how much prettier youâd look round and glowing and round- Filled to the brim with all of him until you pop out a cute lilâ boy with his eyes and your smileâŚor two boysâŚor three.
Ino canât help but flex his wracking body forwards until youâre being absolutely crushed with the weight of all his slender muscles. Every plunging bump of his ruddy pink cockhead swirling into your most precious treasure trove of sweet spots. And the way your dewy eyes veer crossed with every one of his bludgeoning rams is so cute-
âP-prettyâŚâ And he doesnât mean it just as that cute lilâ nickname for you. Plumply puckered lips punching sweet little pecks down the pearlescent beads of perspiration at your forehead, âWh-what do you think about taking ngh- us to the h-heh..next step.â
And, fuck- that shouldâve been an inside thought.
That was supposed to have been something he kept to the confines of his sugarcoated brain.Â
But when youâre flashing a simpering curl of your lips like that, then he canât stop himself from letting his angry cock twitch. Bursting with spattering showers of his scorching pre that make an easy trailway for Inoâs bulging shaft to slip and slide easily deeper. âN-next step?â
âMhmââ Fuck it. He spits onto the curvaceous pads of his fingertips, gliding to nuzzle your swollen clit. Tugging on the hood of that sensitive nub in a way that makes you see stars. âThe next step.â
âEngagement?â
âNuh uh-â
âMarriage?â
âNo, silly girl.â Letting off a few sickly sweet swats at your buzzing clit, heâs snickering at the way that makes your spine arch. Lips sleazing up a few kisses right down the middle, âMâtalkinâ kids. Mâsayinâ I wanna breed ya- knock ya up f-fuck I need to-â
And youâre so addicted to just how needy he is.Â
A bout of light-headed giggles making its way from between your slackened lips, that sound enough to make him huff out a pout and shovel a few solid inches even meaner. Youâre mumbling out, âTh-that pussydrunk, Takuâ?â
âSh-shut up.â Heâs grumbling, dousing his dextrous digits with a few candied slathers - for only a split-second before stuffing them into the slobbering orifice of your mouth. Making you taste yourself. Taste him. âShut up when Iâve- ngh! g-got my cock kissinâ yer pretty cervix, sweetness.â
And it was true.Â
As if to make sure you donât underestimate how serious he is - how ready he was right now - Inoâs trekking up one of his feet to plant right on the top of your head.Â
Pressurizing with that strengthened weight to shovel your face deeper and deeper into the pillowcase. Completely soaked with waterfalling layers of your saliva, only growing more drenched with every battered ram of his pulpy peach crownhead into that g-spot.
âNgh- Taku-â Your fingers grapple hastily towards the creakily singing mahogany headboard, clenching. Moaning wantonly, âTaku- babyâ fuck! Jusâ like that.âÂ
âI know I know.â And he honestly doesnât know how he finds it in himself to fucking roll his half-lidded eyes, all pretty white teeth bared in such a snarl. âWanna milk me, huh? Take me fuckinâ cock nâ f-fuuuck gimme a ngh- son or twoâŚâ Mumbling, â...or three.â
Three.Â
Three.Â
Fuck.
Itâs just about all you can do to weakly buck your hips in an attempt - an attempt - to meet his sloppy cadence. Nudging your hips up in sultry little gyrations that Ino is sure hypnotizes him.
And you canât even blame him because youâre much the same-
âWanâ it-â youâre muffling out into the silken fabrics, that awestruck expression on Inoâs face so cute that youâre gifting him with a long few sucks on his greedy tongue. Tasting him like your very favorite lolly, âO-one or two- ah! Want you to f-fill me up-â And heâs so tender interlacing his fingers with your own, letting you guide them up to your still-empty tummy and press. â-right here.â
You didnât have to tell Ino Takuma twice.Â
âShit- shit.â Heâs gruffing out, mere moments before you feel his sharpened canines dig into the delicate crook of your neck. Hard enough to break skin-
Nothing more until heâs letting his sobbing divot burst out in stealthy ribbons upon ribbons of cum - already. Drawing out his initials into your rubbery cervix as much as he can over and over.Â
Ragged moans tearing into whines at just how blissful it felt, how embarrassing it was that heâs reaching his high just from a few of your words.Â
âMâsorry I-I-â Ino nuzzles the neat circle of his teethmarks, smearing the roughened pads of his tastebuds along those oversensitive indentations. That slight tinge of pleasurable pain making your gripping walls squeeze, and Ino hisses. â-actually- fuck! Mânot sorry ngh- not sorry ta breed this ngh tiiiight cunt.â
Youâre humming once one set of fingers loop your neck to drag you into every shuddering grind. Pumping your tight channel fuller and fuller with creamy swashes of cum, âG-gettinâ really cocky, arenâtcha, baby?â
âOnly for you.â He tuts, âGotta h-hope our ah- two sons donât get my personality, huh?â
âThree, remember?â
Oh.
Oh?Â
âCan youâŚâ Inoâs whispering, throat ragged and raw. Gazing droopily gluing together with tears and utter heart-eyes when heâs babbling onwards, â...can you marry me, pretty?â
⥠GOJO SATORU - SIX EYES
âSweetheartâŚsweetheart-â Gojoâs voice comes out in more of a rasping growl than anything else, and itâs just as fitting that heâs latching his pearly whites onto your throat to help drag you down, down, down. âDammitâŚyouâve gotta s-stop movinâ around so much nâ just ngh- Take it take it take it take- it-âÂ
Take it you were - for the past few hours now, in fact.
And the electricity was already out in every ward of Tokyo, your bed was already splintered and useless.Â
But Gojoâs heavy cock was still sputtering out rummaging swab after swab into you right then and there on your bedroom floor. Leaving creamy remnants of cum glissading down your insides everywhere. Anywhere.
Fuck - he came again.
Gojo can barely blink his eyes open to admire the traces of gooey white that made their home inside your sweltering hot pussy. Good, heâs stuffing back that soppy puddles forming at the ends of your puckered crease, very good.
âW-was told mâChristmas gift would be ngh- you all round nâ pregnant-â heâs whining in a sickly syrupy tone against your ear. And youâre catching the way that Gojoâs gummy pink lips curl into a pout, âSo weâve gotta start early.â
Shit- you didnât know what to expect telling Gojo that you wereâŚready.Â
But it certainly wasnât for the famed strongest to lose his goddamn mind, for him to lock one beefy bicep around the small of your middle and drag you like some glorified ragdoll to meet his determined mating press.Â
âT-talk tâme pretty mommaââ Heâs plastering his body all over yours, greedily sucking up every ounce of space you own. It was his space now. Just like this was his pretty pussy that he was breeding.
âSatoruââ Your fatigued fingers cradle the side of his handsome face, motioning to scrape across Gojoâs cloudy tufts of white in a way that makes him purr. That makes his overworked cockhead douse your heated cunt with copiously thick dredges of pre. Perhaps even tiny wisping ribbons of cum. Just from that. âH-how are you stillâŚâ
Honestly, you didnât even have to ask.
Because even through your bleary heart-eyes, youâre catching the way that his narrowed eyes bolt with miniscule flickers of bright blue lightning. Zapping with cursed energy as they droop drunkenly half-lidded, âH-hehâŚperks of beinâ ngh- fucked by the honored one, girlie.â
But the one ruined here was him.
Every warm lacquer of his own treacly seed swirling and sloshing against his shaft with every jittery rut. The weepy swipe of his peach-pink tip has Gojoâs fuzzy mind blanking. Feverish ounces of blood making his bludgeoning cock swell fatter and fatter-
âSh-shitâŚâ Gojoâs maw spills open, watery eyes of sapphire sprinting all the way to the very back of his lid. Only to be greeted with visions of stars and you, you you - all round andâŚpregnant. Fuck, he needed this bad. âDammit dammit- dammit! Think mâgonna cumââ
Youâre nodding, âCum fâme, Toruâ D-donât miss.â
As if he would ever miss.
âDamn- how filthy.â Heâs grinning, âCould cum from j-just that, yâknow?â
But if you noticed the urging tease in his words then you donât snap back - you canât. Making the towering man himself let out a low whistle, âOh? No mockinâ? Shiiit- that fucked dumb, huh?â
And you really shouldnât be surprised when the stilted atoms in the air seem to freeze around you two. Everything tight and stuffy with the use of cursed energy as Gojoâs activating his six eyes, glowing eyes eagerly feeding down upon- oh.
You canât help but let out little whimpers at the bzzzzzâ! of jujutsu when heâs skimming a few six-inch fingers down your tummy. Down, down, down like he could see through-
âHmmm, right on time-â Gojoâs chuckling - and thereâs something else thatâs utterly dark tinting his sing-song voice. SomethingâŚdangerous. This really was the strongest. â-yer ovulatinâ right now heh- this oneâs gonna be th-the ngh! one.â
âWh-what?â
âMy daughter and my son- duh, my silly girl.â
Fuck, what?
Only being able to gape at the lustrous sheen of drool flooding from between his grinning lips. Snowy brows raising the longer Gojoâs gaze locked right where your womb was. He was so fucking eager.Â
Barely even realizing what heâs doing - whether heâs even using his powers - when resting your boneless legs on top of two strong forearms. You could feel the flex of his muscles underneath your flesh as Gojo unabashedly and unapologetically cracks your legs even further open.
His own personal buffet.Â
Vicious thrusts ruining the syrupy harmony inside, âNot gonna miss- never g-gonna miss fâitâs ta ngh- make my cute lilâ twins, mâkay, my girl?â Patting at your inflationary cylindrical outline, âGotta s-safe space riiiight here s-so just-âAnd you keen when a fat fingerpad lathered in vibrating jujutsu thumbs over your clit. â-cum.â
And you were more than happy to.
To let that tautly pulled string of yours burst to fall right over the edge. Youâre cumming with Gojoâs mouth on yours and his swollen tip French kissing your bruised and battered g-spot. Marking out permanent indentations of his girthy circumference.Â
âThereeee we go-â Heâs giggling - giggling. Limitless long since flickered off to let your nails drag their red, red patterns down his Herculean back muscles. âMhm- Toruâs here. Thaâs right, h-hngh! hold on wh-when ah, fuck- Toru here fills ya upâŚâ
And it was much more than just filling you up.Â
Because itâs like Gojo was trying to flood your poor insides, his cock hitting in a sappy thwack! against the rubbery end of your cervix to glaze out thick wiry bursts of cum. Again. And again. And again and again and again- because he couldnât stop. Didnât want to.
âTake it- oh, take it.â Heâs breathing out, heaving right into your open mouth. Perhaps if you were in any better state of mind youâd have noticed the way the furniture jitters, moves. Reeling into the magnetic field that was Gojo Satoru and his six eyes bumping into overdrive. âCan see it- hehhhhâ My good fuckinâ girl milkinâ every inch of me. Just look at h-how you have the ngh- strongest. On his fucking kneesâŚâ
But Gojo didnât mind - not one bit as his creamy dabs slipped and slided to stain your pussylips a glossy white. Pretty pinkish balls squeezing out a weighty few wads of sap before heâs whimpering. Yes, whimpering, âNgh- I c-can tell the ah- first sâgonna be a girlâŚmy cute daughter- gonna be as ah- pretty as her momma. And my son- heh, total mommaâs boy.â
Just babbling right now - begging and begging for you to take even more with his hips fucking you powerfully full.Â
âSweetheartâŚâ Gojoâs eventually piping up over those ringing squelches, oversensitive eyes fluttered firmly shut.Â
âHm?â
âYer gonna be such a fuckinâ MILF.â
⥠HIGURUMA HIROMI - Pony.
âRide it, angel-â Higuruma knows he should let his poor girl take it easy, he knows he should wipe that filthily sleazy grin off of his face when your hips stutter even harder down all of his mean inches. â-I said ride it- ride me. P-put those hips to work now like a good girl fâme.â
And you were.
You couldnât stop - not when your babyfever was at an all time high.Â
Barely even letting your poor husband walk two steps past the front door from work, barely even letting him take off his sexy office suit before burying his swollen cockhead deep past your sappy folds. Needing him.Â
You were leaving needy smooch after smooch of your glossy folds on the neatly trimmed happy trail down his washboard abs for what seemed like hours now.Â
But it still wasnât enough. Still. Your mouth aching for the same kiss-
Youâre wrapping your fingers around the silken fabric of his tie to haul him even closer. âWanâ a k-kiss, Hiromiââ His pretty first name dripping from your tongue like a prayer, and the way that only makes him gulp has your velvety orifice spraying out a sodden rivulet of treacly slick.Â
âA kiss?â Higurumaâs batting his dark lashes teasingly, the corners of his mouth turning upwards into a simpering smile that only you had the privilege of ever seeing. Your glissading body gets easily pulled into his with a hefty arm wrapping around your waist, head tilting upwards. Close. âReally think ya deserve a hah- kiss, my slutty girl?â
âY-yesââ Your hips are swerving in languid gyrations to swallow everything that Higuruma has to offer. To let your depraved walls cling onto the heated girth of him tight enough that itâs almost as if you were trying to permanently imprint every one of his bloated ridges, every vein, every thwack! against your plush walls. âW-wonât you give the ah- mother of your kids a k-kiss, Hiro?â
Oh.
OhâŚ
Higurumaâs dewy eyes are snapping open, jaw loosening with raw shock and somethingâŚcarnal. You really were made for him - you clever, clever woman.
âSoâŚâ Heâs quirking up a stern dark brow, and suddenly youâre reminded why so many find your attractive husband so intimidating. âA kiss, huh?â
Clasping one of your wrists to place a long peck against the back of your hand - itâs so gentlemanly. So tender. âHow about this for a hah- kiss? OrâŚâ The complete opposite of the way that Higurumaâs hips were bucking uncontrollably up, up, up - breaking through your steady tempo to plant a thorough clash of his mushroomed tip against your cervix. Sneaking in a loooong drag right down the middle to make sure that youâll feel him puckering up there for days. Weeks. â-how about this?â
Fuck.
He was so mean.
Cackling out at your huffing and puffing, âS-so rude- Ngh- I take it back, donât want ya to b-breed-â
âAwww, donâ say that my pretty lilâ wife-â The mahogany bedframe sings out protesting creaks when he plants his feet onto the cushiony mattress, driving his scouring crownhead into you lazily. Mazing through those gluey walls of yours to wrench out tiny squeals as he easily takes over. âDonâtcha know how hck! badly I wanâ my own lilâ family. A lilâ daughter.â One hand tugging on the tie that was still dangling haphazardly from his neck, âYou jusâ hafta- hah- sit there all p-pretty and take it. Let me fuck ya full, thaâs allâŚâ
Thatâs all but it felt like anything but.Â
Because Higuruma was no stranger to letting his speed pick up as dirtily as he wished, pounding into the tight crevices of your gummy hole until you felt like you were molding to his exact circumference.Â
âH-hate how you always know what to- ah!â He doesnât even let you finish your half-heated sentence, letting your hands rest precariously on the broad deltoids of his shoulders. Because you felt so weak.
âMhmmâ love you, too, angel.â
He knew exactly how to ruin you.
Tweaking a few fingers over to rub that silvery sheen of your sweet, sweet juices taking over the sensitive nub of your clit. Flicking at where you were the most tender with one index, he mutters, âHeh- cute.â Before tap! tap! tapping your gorgeous tummy - oh, how he loved every part of you. Every part of here that heâd make sure grows fullâŚglowing with his kid. âSâbout time I ngh- filled ya riiiight here. Must be feelinâ awful empty, huh?â
Glazed eyes of yours latching onto his, âYes- fuck- f-feels so lonely without ya.â Shit, those babbles were affecting Higuruma more than heâd like to admit. More than he wanted but- really, he couldnât complain. He was addicted. âWant you to c-cum in me. Okay, Hiromi?â
Higuruma can only titter, âYes, maâam.â
And when he does - when he finally, finally does with a few vicious strokes plummeting against your most mushy spots - itâs so much that whatever shredded rationality left in you seriously wonders about your little request.
âG-gonna gimme a ngh- daughter, right?â Feeling the hot trickle of Higurumaâs cum showering your inner thighs, buttery globs of pearlescent white drooling from your pussy lips. âLemme p-play hah- barbies with her. Lemme teach her to have one h-hell of a smart mouth like her parents.â Talking up to him in saturated squelches with every drilling plap! up into your overspilling pussy. âTeach her ta be as sweet as her momma.â
He was daydreaming. Eyes slipping dangerously closed with each stubborn dab of seed pushed into your womb.Â
And youâre running your fingers through his now-disheveled slick-back, âS-sounds amazing, babyââ
âYeah? This ânough?â Heâs groaning against your jaw, your throat. Needy and clingy - just the way that he canât help getting at the honeyed slosh of his seed inside you. âTake it- take it, okay? Shiiit ya got even tighter- Sâallll yours ta milk andâŚandâŚâÂ
âAnd- ah! what, baby?â
Peck after peck until, finally, against your lips, you hear- âAnd, if ya take it all like a good girl nâ Iâll let ya hngh! ride my nose next, angel.â
A/N. Hope yâall have a lovely week!!
Plagiarism not authorized.
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Pressure
Billie eilish x fem!reader
Warnings: smut, strap-on, daddy!billie, tongue sucking, choking, cussing
A/n: @bilswildflower said she wanted someone to write it so I thought I would make a little something hehe
Billie had you against the wall pounding into you with no mercy in her veins. You were in one of the rooms backstage on the Stephen Colbert show and Billie had already went on, but will soon be performing one of her songs called âlunchâ live. She would be going on in ten minutes and here she was fucking your brains out.
âF-fuck daddy!â You moaned out as Billie had your legs wrapped around her waist and your hands clawing at her clothed back. Her face was in your neck leaving love bites behind as she used one of her hands that was holding you up and trails it up your body. She lifted her face out of your neck and gripped your throat in her ring covered hand and kissed you deeply.
You both moaned in each others mouths and Billie starting shoving her tongue down your throat. You whimpered as her tongue explored your mouth and removed her hand from your throat to trail down to your stomach and apply pressure to see where the strap is. She smirked against your lips, breaking the kiss âmmmâŚright thereâŚletâs see if I can go deeper howâs that mamas?â Billie whispered against your ear and you felt your eyes roll in the back of your head at her tone.
You whimpered out a yes and Billie gave you a smile and leaned down to kiss you again. She used her strength to put one of your legs over her shoulder and started pounding into you more at this new found angle and you moaned loudly. Hearing the moans and noises you make because of her makes Billie go absolutely feral. You kept moaning against her mouth and Billie takes that at another invitation to push her tongue in.
She swirls all in your mouth and finds your tongue and starts sucking on it, leaving trails of spit coming down the side of yâallâs mouths. You felt the strap on go deeper and deeper and Billie put her hands on your stomach against and pressed down back on it and smirked. âThatâs more like it. Are you gonna come for daddy sweet girl?â She asked and you nodded, pressing your sweaty forehead against hers. Her thrusts started to become faster and harder making your legs shake, as you let out one final guttural moan before you came all over her.
She smiled and slowly pulled out of you, your cum leaking out of your pussy. Billie licks her plump lips at the state you are in and picks you up in her arms and sits you on the couch. She goes into the bathroom and gets a warm rag and starts cleaning you up as you sat on the couch, panting. âYou did so good for me babygirl. So good.â She praised you and you gave her a tired smile as she leans down to kiss you softly. Someone knocks on the door telling Billie sheâs about to go on and she looks at you âstay here and get some rest baby because im no where near done with you.â She rasped out and gave you a wink before helping you put your underwear and pants back on.
She then gives you her blazer to cover up with while you take your little nap. Billie walks to the door before spinning around and looking at you with a loving expression âI love you mamas.â She said sweetly and you felt your heart burst at the sincerity in her voice. âI love you more bils.â You say and she gives you a wink before she walks out the door. You smiled to yourself before covering up with her blazer. You nuzzle it up to your nose since itâs smells like her and fall into a deep sleep.
A/n: hehe I hope yâall enjoy and I hope @bilswildflower this is what you wanted! Remember my requests are still open for Melanie Martinez, billie eilish, and my other characters I write for. Remember to stay hydrated and that I love you! And this fic is also for @billiesbabygirl
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face sitting!! but..backwards??
âyâsure im not too big, doll?â he asks, a sheepish smile on his face. âiâm sure! i can handle it!â you plead, laying on his built torso, the black compression shirt bringing out his muscles. âif you say so.â he grins, picking you up and putting you on your back gently. âif you wanna stop, tap my thigh three times, got it?â he asks, kissing you between words. âgot it!â you giggle. he shimmies out of his sweat pants and sits on his knees, just below your breasts.
âare you a thousand percent positive?â he asks one more time. you roll your eyes and slap his ass playfully, jolting him forward a bit. âyes! now hurry up before i change my mind.â you say, caressing his toned thighs. he shuffles toward your face, his musky smell overpowering your nose, your eyes being glazed over with lust. he pulls his dick out of the hole in his boxers and taps your lips a couple of times. âopen up, mamaâ he says. you open your mouth and your tongue lolls out, you looking up at him in anticipation. he taps his tip on your tongue, slowly sliding it in with a meek groan.
âfuck..â he whispers, slowly dragging himself in and out. âthere we go, doing so good for me baby.â you gag and sputter a bit, a sign that he was doing his job. his pace starts to speed up, knocking the top of your head into the headboard, loud âthud, thudâ noises being audible from downstairs. he canât help but let his eyes roll back as your mouth drags along his cock, draining him slowly.
ââm not gonna last much longerâŚâ he whimpers, speeding up so he can drain himself inside your mouth, his load sliding down your throat easily. he pulls out of you, your spit and a mixture of his cum stringing from his cock and your lips. âso beautiful, baby.â he grins, rubbing an assuring hand over your cheek. âthank you.â you smile, kissing his semi-hard cock one last time before pushing him onto his back.
âmy turn.â
GOJO, TOJI, connie, EREN, hobie, JEAN, simon, konig, keigo, rengoku, INO, your faves i canât name rn
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miguel oâhara stars in⌠âTHE SWEETER THE JUICEâ o(^-^)o

シăďžď˝Ľ*:.・..・. miguel oâhara x reader .・. .・.:*シăďžď˝Ľ
SMUT
now heâs finally got you pregnant, heâs gonna do what heâs been dreaming of all these years. suck. those. tits.
same universe as this miguel.
cw; lactation kink, pregnancy, breeding kink (not really but yknow me), dry humping, titties, older nerd!miguel, theyâre finally married!
800+ words
@cheonstapes : sheâs back! again!
if miguel had to pick a part of your body he loved the most, itâd definitely be your tits.
if you think he was obsessed before â you donât wanna know what goes through his head as he watches you waddle around his house, carrying his kid, sighing every time you leak through another shirt. you had forgone a bra ever since you got pregnant, saying how uncomfortable they feel against your chest â not that he was complaining.
âfor fucks-sake, again?â
he was so used to hearing you say that, he already had a shirt on hand for you to change into. you were so grateful for your doting husband that you completely missed that nasty glint in his eyes you usually only see when heâs bending you over the bed and fucking you raw â luckily for him.
âhere, honey. lift your arms for me.â
as you do, he pulls the shirt up â the soiled fabric catching under your swollen breasts as he wiggles it off you. âah, shit â thanks, baby. but fuck, am iâm so tired of changing shirts every 10 minutes!â you might be tired, but miguel cannot get enough of it. he was already so fucking hard, practically salivating at the sight of your bare breasts still leaking down your heavy belly.
âmaybe you should just ditch the shirts all together, love â you know i hate seeing my beautiful wife uncomfortable.â miguelâs voice was a soft whisper in your ear, lips slowly tracing down the side of your jaw to your sensitive neck â kissing the skin so tenderly. his calloused hands gently massaged the taut flesh of your tits, probing and squeezing at your nipples to let out small trickles of that sweet milk.
âmigs, how many times are you gonna say that?â
âas many as it takes for you to finally listen.â
the breathy laugh you let out did little to qualm the feeling deep in his gut â he was dead serious, there was absolutely no reason for you to be in shirts all the time when you have him to take care of you whenever you needed a good milking. his hips were already sinking into to the plush of your ass that he loved oh-so-much â especially with how much fatter it got during your pregnancy.
it was almost as if he had lost control of his body, a hand landing on your waist to bend you over the counter as he mindlessly ruts into you. âdios, nena, eres tan hermosa. vas a ser la mamĂĄ mĂĄs guapa, Âżverdad? mm, my pretty, little mama.â miguel never failed to turn you on to no bounds, like, you have a walking greek god as a husband â but those fucking hormones were making it unbearable.
the force at which he was pushing against you had shifted your drenched panties to the side, leaving practically nothing between you and his drooling bulge. his fingers tightened around the fat of your hips, squeezing the flesh delicious hard as his free hand flipped you over â pushing your back against the edge of the counter. âshitâŚbeen waiting to taste these all fucking day, honey.â
mindful of your growing belly, he hiked one of your legs up on his hip â craning his neck down to suck on a pert nipple. wasting no time, and at a much better angle, he continued to grind against you â his tip catching against your engorged clit. âmâmigs, baby, fuckâŚâ the way he swirled and sucked so eagerly reminded you of when you first started dating, how determined he was to knock you up before the two of you even moved in together.
the taste was so addicting, some of your milk trickling down his body â dripping onto the ground beneath you. you knew he was about to cum, hard â his eyes had rolled back, breathing in heavy pants, hands rushing to pull down the waistband of his sweats. âgonna paint my girls in my cum, love â sĂŠ una buena chica y mantenlos juntos para mĂ.â
ââcourse, baby.â you nodded breathlessly, squishing the globes of fat together as he pumped his cock dry â head thrown back as ropes upon ropes of his hot seed coated your tits, sliding into the self-made crevice. âgod, what did i do in my past life to have a wife as sexy as you, mamĂ?â his spent cock bobbed against his thigh as he trapped you against the counter â kissing you deeply as his wet hands reaching up to rub the cum into the skin of your breasts.
âmmph â yâknow, i heard cumâs good for the skin. it, uh, helps with the blood circulation in your tits â i think we should do this more often, love.â
âmigs, if you werenât, like â a whole scientist, i mightâve believed you. if you want a titjob, just say that.â
ââŚi mean, you said it â not me.â
all your home shirts were promptly locked away and never to be seen again.

-new year, new waiting for cheon to get her shit together andpost!
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A prompt came into mind.. up to you if you're interested.
So, character and reader got married but character cheated because he said he doesn't love the reader anymore. They're technically done, but haven't finished doing the divorce files (because it's expensive and takes a long long time). But.. character got into an accident.. which made him forget everything that happened recently, and only remember the days he loved the reader. Reader's conflicted, the mistress that character has doesn't know what to do either. Character was confused on why he would marry anyone else when he has the reader fo begin with.
I think this fits your styles.
Btw, I LOVE ALL YOUR STORIES! I RE-READ THEM EVERYDAY-
Someone Better
Childe x Fem!Reader
Summary: Childe was a wild spirit, so when he got bored of your relationship, he sought the excitement of another woman. You were heartbroken, ultimately asking for a divorce. But just as your connection was almost severed, he got into an accident, losing every memory of his infidelity and returning to the man that made you fall in love him.
Tags: Cheating, Amnesia, Pining, Angst/No Comfort
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You were staring at the tremendous amount of divorce paperwork sitting on the desk of your hotel room.
It was very complicated, five years of marriage with joined insurance, property, bank accounts, and now you have to meticulously separate all your joined assets, all while constantly on the verge of a breakdown.
Not to mention you had no family to stay with in Snezhnaya. There's absolutely no one you could talk to about everything, you've left your homeland thinking your future in the cold nation with the love of your life would be nothing less that fantasy.
As you rest your head on the desk and closed your eyes tightly to ease the headache, your ears perk up as loud knocks hit your door.
With a groan, you got up and opened it to reveal your two of Childe's older siblings.
"He's looking for you." The older sister said, Alevtina, her seriousness evident, looking at you somewhat panicked.
"I know, big si-" I paused for a moment, closing my eyes and rubbing my temples. "I'm working on the assets, I'll send it as soon as possible."
"No." The chilly tone of the older brother, Alexei, sent shivers down your spine. "You need to come with us."
...
"Big sister Y/N is here?" You hear Teucer's innocent voice as you enter their home. The younger children laid their eyes on you, seemingly eager to come closer, but perhaps they've been told that now would not be the time.
"Honey... Thank you for coming..." Their mother embraced you warmly, still accepting you with motherly affection. "Oh dear, I'm so sorry..."
"Mama, has he calmed down?" Alexei asked from behind you.
Your mother-in-law parts from you slightly, looking at you tenderly. "She will definitely help."
You put your confusion and questions aside, seeing the somewhat tense air within the house.
"Stop staring." You weren't looking at him, but you felt his eyes watching you set down a tray of soup and medicine on his bedside table.
Childe lets out a chuckle. "Sorry, love, I can't help it..." His eyes never faltered, containing a look of admiration that you've been unfamiliar with for so long.
"After the avalanche, I got a pretty bad head injury. When I woke up, you were the first thing on my mind. And when Mama said you weren't here with me, I freaked out."
You sat down on a chair next to his bed, your eyes observing the bandages wrapped around his head. "What did the doctor say about your injury?"
"I'm gonna get some very bad headaches, and I also got a bit of amnesia, I think." Childe looks as if he's in thought. "Do I seem like I forgot something?"
"Maybe some things..."
"But I love you just the same! So I bet what I forgot wasn't even that important!"
...How cruel.
Having to take care of the man that broke you apart, even worse, a version of him that you loved too much to despise.
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It was painful, staying with him.
Childe would keep you close, call you his different pet names, cuddle up to you, all while you were under the pitiful gaze of his family that knew of his infidelity.
On the other hand, he's been feeling the cold responses his advances have been receiving. But to him, he thinks he can solve it by smothering you in more of his love.
He is pretty observant, he's put it two in two together that he may be missing a memory in which he had done something wrong. He just didn't know how much it had hurt.
Though, not only from you, Childe had also felt that his younger siblings seem distant as well, no longer asking him to play snow games outside, or looking up to him as some sort of hero.
One early morning, when he walks up to the kitchen to see you cooking for the whole family, a smile formed on his face.
He steps closer, wrapping his muscular arms around your waist. "Hmmm... Morning, honey..." He basks in the feeling of you.
You remain quiet, letting him do as he pleases. The ginger frowns, however, feeling unsatisfied by your lack of reaction.
"Babyyyy... Loveee meee backkkk..." He whines, nuzzling his face on your neck.
"Ajax, come on..." You stifled a laugh, moving slightly away as his action tickled you. He hears the slight giggle of your words, smiling against your skin.
You compose yourself, pushing him away from you. "Stop." He lets you push him away, and you feel him freeze slightly at the harshness of your tone.
His blue eyes looked at you worried. "...Hey," He starts. "I'm sorry, darling, did you not like that?"
With a sigh, you looked down. "When the others wake up, tell them I already made breakfast. I have somewhere to be."
You walk pass him, but you did not miss the hurt tone of the faint call of your name.
...
You come back to his family's home after doing some more paperwork for the divorce that your husband doesn't even remember, feeling your head pounding as you ready yourself to face him again.
What you don't expect to see this late at night is Childe sitting on the porch with a lantern next to him, his head hung low as if he's thinking deeply.
"Childe?"
He looks up, but he frowns at you. "Ajax, darling..." He reminds you.
Standing up, he pulls you into his warm embrace. "I love you... I missed you..."
His words take you aback, as you reluctantly wrap your arms around him.
"I've been thinking about this morning, about you. You hate me."
"I know I must've done something... you can tell me." He kneels in front of you, staring at your eyes while his sparkle with the light of the lantern. "And even if I don't remember, I'll make it right..."
As you look down at him, you see the fiery passion of love that burned in his eyes as he knelt down to ask you to marry him so long ago.
It scares you...
You might not be able to control yourself...
"It's just hard to take care of you sometimes." You smile ever so slightly, yet his frown only deepens as tears start to escape your eyes.
He stands, his hand finds its way to your cheek. "Love..." His eyes held such conviction that you've not seen for years. "I'm so sorry..."
You close your eyes to hold in the tears, shaking your head and swaying his hand away. "...You're not."
Despite the tears, you tug at his arm. "Come on, let's head inside."
He's filled with questions, but seeing your sad face makes him set all those aside and focus on you for now.
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"Teucer, hey, little man." Childe calls for his little brother.
The little boy looks at him wide eyed. "I don't want to talk to you." He crossed his little arms, turning around to leave with a displeased look.
"What...? Oh come on..." The harbinger pouted, getting down on his little brother's level. "What did I do wrong...? All our siblings are acting so mean to me..." He whined, frowning as he tries to persuade the little ginger.
"But you were also very very mean!" Teucer refused to look at his older brother, the one he used to look up to the most. "We don't like you anymore!"
Childe's playful facade faded as his expression contorted to a confused one. "Hey, what do you mean...?"
"You're so mean to Y/N, you hurt her! She doesn't deserve tha-"
"Teucer!" Just as his brother erupted to a crying mess, screaming at him with all his little heart, their mother walked into the room, grabbing the little boy.
"Don't talk like that to your elders!"
"But it's true, Mama!"
"That doesn't matter, say sorry to-"
"What does he mean, Mama? Why did I do?" Childe looked at his mother expectantly, his voice starting to shake as he saw the fit of rage Teucer had because of him. "W-What did I do to Y/N?"
HIs mother shook her head, trying to ease her expression with a smile. "Nothing..."
"It's not nothing, Mama!" He raises his voice by accident due to his frustration. "I see it, the way she looks at me, it's different. The way you all look at me, like you have a monster inside your house."
Teucer forced his way out of his mother's hold, running to his older siblings room all teary eyed. Childe felt bad, but he desperately needed answers from his mother.
"Mama, please, I need to know why Y/N doesn't... love me anymore..." It hurts him to say, but based on the way you're acting, he could only make the assumption that your feelings have wavered.
"Oh, Ajax... it's not like that..."
The ginger then felt a sharp pain in his head, making him fall down onto the couch. He groaned as he clutched his head.
"Hey... where are you heading off to so late at night?" He hears your soft voice in a static audio playing in his head.
"Out." He then hears himself replying coldly.
"Ohh, when will you-"
He's out the door before you could even finish your question.
"Ajax, honey!' His mother's voice was a hazy blur as he keeps his eyes closed to envision what he's hearing in his head.
He tries to shake the feeling away, but his mind is flooded by fragmented memories.
"You've been going out a lot more recently." Your concerned voice entered his ears.
"I've been busy."
"Busy where?"
He then hears shatters of glass and yells as you sob while trying to talk to him.
He pictures your face, your crying, begging face, asking for some sort of salvation from his cold and merciless actions.
"T-There's someone else?"
"Someone better."
"H-How could y-you do this?"
"When I look at you now... I feel... nothing."
Childe opened his eyes, not realizing that tears had started to flow to his cheeks. "Mama..."
"Y-Yes, dear?"
"I hurt her..." He was in a state of disbelief. "I-I... Why...?"
His tears fell faster, looking at his mother for answers. "W-Why, Mama? Why was I so stupid? Why did I choose to lose her?"
"I don't know, dear, but that's simply what happened, and you could never make her forget that, even if you forgot."
His breathing started to accelerate, feeling like he wanted to punch himself. As his head started spinning, his vision turns black.
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You took a deep breath as you walked into the house, feeling everyone's eyes on you as you entered.
"Honey..." Your ex mother-in-law embraces you once again, holding you tight. "I'm so sorry... I didn't want to make it difficult for you..."
"N-No, no..." You returned her hug, sniffling as you start to tear up. "I readied myself for this, I'm just here to drop off the final papers..."
"Could you talk to him?" Alevtina suddenly asked, looking at you hesitantly. "I know he's been a jerk... but he won't eat unless he talks to you."
You parted from their mother, feeling the pressure of their request.
"It's okay to curse him, or to scream, or rough him up, I'll even help you." Alexei placed his hand on your shoulder to comfort you.
You nodded, sighing as they guided you to his room. And as you entered with a heavy feeling in your chest, he immediately sat up, alerted by your presence. You stare at each other for a bit before you muttered a word.
"Hi." You greeted him shortly.
"Hey..." His voice was soft, and his eyes followed you attentively.
"I'm sorry to intrude, I'll make this quick." You breathe deeply, trying to relax yourself. "I finished the papers, split the assets, got the lawyers."
"I talked to her, y-your woman..." You looked down, fidgeting with your hands. Childe seemed unfazed by it, though his gaze seem to falter at the mention of 'his woman'.
"She... umm... wasn't really interested anymore after the accident..." You breathe heavily, feeling small under his gaze. "But... your family's here to take care of you..."
Clearing your throat, you continued. "I do have one request, if I could... I would like a safe boat ride back home." You stepped closer, intending to hand him the envelope that contained all the paperwork to finalize your divorce.
"Take it all." You stopped in your tracks as he spoke.
"The house, the mora, the boat. It's all yours..." He lays back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. "Would you also do me a favor?"
You looked at him, encouraging him to speak.
"Carve my heart out and take it with you."
"...Can we be serious for a second?" You sighed.
"I would like to stay with you. I think that would be a good way to do it without constantly wanting to punch myself." You noticed that his eyes started to flood with tears.
"Ajax... I'm sorry this happened to you..."
"No, Y/N, I'm sorry... I'm sorry for everything." He sat up again, tears falling from his eyes as he looks up at you with genuine eyes. "I don't know why I did that. And I... I regret it so much..." He reached for your hand, and you let him hold onto you for strength.
"Every tear I had in me I already cried when you left me for her." You smiled bitterly, though you remained soft, making him even more guilty as you try to stay strong. "But I appreciate the apology..."
You pull your hand away from him slowly, feeling that he was reluctant to let go.
"I-I still love you..."
You gave him a final smile. "You'll love someone better than me... Childe..." You back away, leaving him alone in his room still yearning for the days where his memory only consisted of loving you.
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Hiiii again after quite a while! I think I've been noticing that my recent fics have been angst, I guess I just feel like hurting you guys this season of giving (I give pain :D)
Anywayy, anon, I think at some point I went my own direction and didn't fully stick to your request (I'm sorryyy TvT) but I hope you like it anyway!
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