#tatsuomi smut

[moopsoup]

sitting in tatsuomi’s lap

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a/n: happy Friday :3 i just know he’s the biggest dry humping lover on earth and no one can tell me anything different

“Sit. Please~" Tatsuomi begged, patting his lap invitingly. He'd been begging you for quite a while now

You rolled your eyes, but you knew there was no point in refusing. If you said no, he'd just keep whining and begging until you gave in. And honestly, you didn't really want to say no anyway. You just loved making him wait. Plus, you knew exactly why he wanted you in his lap. That prominent boner in his pants was no secret at all.

With a resigned sigh, you settled yourself in his lap, facing him and he swore he was right at heaven’s door. His heart was beating rapidly against his rib cage, the feeling of your body in his lap sending tingles straight down his spine. He lets out a shaky sigh, savoring the contact, just drinking in the feeling of you in his lap.

“Oh this is heaven” he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper as if he was trying to contain the sheer intensity of his desire for you.

Unable to resist, you gave a playful wiggle of your hips, grinding against his obvious bulge. "Just me sitting in your lap has you this worked up?" you teased, taking delight in the way his cheeks flushed.

Tatsuomi lets out a shaky breath, a light blush spreading across his cheeks at the teasing tone in your voice. The feel of your body against his alone is enough to make him feel incredibly stimulated. He swallows, his hands gripping your hips tightly, trying and failing to steady himself. "I-I can't help it... You’re sooo warm” he whined. His hips twitched, yearning to thrust up against you. Gosh, he was so cute you could just eat him.

Grinning, you decided to give him just what he wanted, rolling your hips in a slow, teasing grind.

That small, slow, teasing roll of your hips against him is enough to make Tatsuomi's head practically explode. His breath hitches as you move against him, a low moan escaping his lips before he can control it. "Marry me please~"

You couldn't help but chuckle at his adorable desperation, cupping his chin. There wasn’t a single damn thought in his head. The mall was open but no one was shopping.

Tatsuomi's mind blanks as he hears your chuckle, a shiver running down his spine at the sound of your voice. He couldn't help it, a pathetic little whimper escaping him as your hand cups his chin. All coherent thought vanishes, replaced by the desire to seek more of your touch. His grip on your hips tightened as he couldn’t help but grind up against you

His eyes rolled back in pleasure as his head dipped back, his hips picking up thier pace. “O-oh shit…” a choked moan escaped his lips. Before he knew it, you already had him cumming in his pants. You could feel the telltale dampness spreading through the fabric of his pants.

Tatsuomi rode out his orgasm with a blissed-out grin plastered on his face. At the moment, this was the happiest man on earth

[tootsuya]

tatsuomi loooooves to record while he fucks you from the back, his phone gallery nearly overloaded with videos and pictures.

"hah, shit, can't wait to use this later." tatsuomi growls, fingers bruising your hip and hand trembling subtly over the phone. your pussy is pure heaven around him, fluttering and squeezing, begging him to fill it up — his balls are already twitching, nearly every sense stimulated by you.

every single slide of his cock is met with little resistance, your pussy completely stretched and sloppy from the way he's fucked it open; your fingers are tangled in the sheets above your head and your body practically liquified, brain reduced to goo from his dick.

"look so good, baby. so good f'the camera." tatsuomi coos, cock kicking up against your walls from the sight.

there's just something about watching your slick glisten on his dick straight from his phone screen. something about the microphone catching every single lewd moan n' whimper you release n' every slick squelch n' slurp of your pussy that just works him up.

"fuck, jus' look a'that." tatsuomi groans, eyes fixed to the creamy ring sitting snug at the base of his thick cock. "yer pussy's cryin' baby."

just how tatsuomi likes it; wet n' sloppy — just a few more minutes of fucking your lil cunt and tatsuomi will bust inside, zooming in on your stretched pussy as he creams it full.

then he'll pull out slowly just so he can watch his cum drool out through your twitching slit and plop onto the sheets below — a near perfect copy of every video before it.

tatsuomi never knows when he'll have to spend a prolonged period of time from you — so he needed his favorite jack-off material, see.

where’s all the gkrk hoes at pspspsppspspspspspspps.

[amaderika]

💌 MA.MESSAGES gokurakugai

smut - [★] fluff - [💗] angst - [⛔]

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↪ [★] inexperienced :(

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↪ 🗑️ delete all?

[dearestgojo]

For You

Tatsuomi x Fem reader

A/n: I said I would finish this tonight and I did there are still like 10 minutes left till 12.

Warnings: 18+. Dubcon. Alcohol consumption. Fingering. Oral m&f receiving. Creampie.

Wc:1.5k  | Main Masterlist

It's silly, how he's holding on to every drunken praise that falls from your lips, the tips of his ears a bright red, hidden under his hair. How he mentally snaps of picture of your face every time you smile brightly at him, leaning in slightly to look up at him, hoping for a peek into his eyes. 

He might be able to hide the red tips of his ears, your chest pressed against the side of his arm, and flick one of the earrings that dangle from his ears. Your warm breath fanning over his skin. Your fingers then skim back to the bandana wrapped around his head, twirling the end between your fingers.

"Tatsuomi," you slur, "you're so handsome. I really like your earrings." 

He does his best to hide the fact that his heart is beating rapidly against his ribcage by lifting his cup to his lips and sipping from his cup before answering. He rests his chin on the palm of his hand and looks at you, grinning from ear to ear, "You do now?"

You're taken aback for a moment, fingers skimming the strands of hair that curl over his ears, sobering up a little.  Leaning in you rest your chin on his shoulder, your warm breath tickling his ear while you mutter seductively, "Yeah, I do."

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You should have honestly known better. Should have known that Tatsuomi would have quickly recovered from the shock of you actually showing interest in him, you'd seen him do it before. Be flustered one second after a girl shows interest and next fawning over said the girl. So really you should have expected to end up here with your legs spread on the couch after he offered to walk you home.

Not that you could have thought much of his hand pushed you hurriedly up the stairs with the amount you drank. And it's not like you can retrace your steps to see the clear signs of his intentions now that he's knuckle-deep in your cunt with his lips wrapped around your clit. 

His hair tickles your inner thighs, his bangs tickling your navel, long thick fingers twisting trying to find that spot inside you. You are drunk off the liquor and the drag of his fingers, eyes hazed over as you look down at him. Your fingers thread through his surprisingly soft hair. Your hair slumps back on the back of the couch your hips grinding up into his mouth and fingers, while you tug the straps of your dress down, freeing your breasts.

You tweak one of your nipples between your fingers, cursing as you feel his tongue circle your clit. 

"Feels so good, Tatsuomi," you slur, breathlessly chuckling as you feel something twisting in the pit of your belly. Your thighs squeeze around his head, your hand falling to the side as pleasure travels up your spine, the sounds of slurping echoing throughout your living room. Tatsuomi's arms hook over your thighs, spreading your back open for his greedy tongue that glides down to your clenching hole.

A loud moan falls from your lips when his tongue slips into your pussy. The warm wet muscle moves in and out of your cunt, pushing his hand further between your legs, eager to taste more of you. 

"Taste so good," he says into your folds, the vibrations sending another jolt of pleasure up your spine. His thumb snakes further up, easily finding your clit and rubbing tight circles around it while the other travels further down, two fingers pushing in to join his tongue. 

"Oh fuck," you gasp, hips rutting up into his mouth, hand flying down to pull on his hair, "Keep doing that, gonna cum soon."

Tastuomi hums in response, his efforts to get you to cum. Tongue sliding up to play with your clit, fingers sliding in and out of your wet pussy. You stare up at the ceiling, watching as your eyesight gets blurrier and blurrier, the inside of your thighs spasming. 

When you cum, your mind becomes clear for a moment, before becoming white and empty with pleasure. Your back arches forward, your hand pushing Tatsuomi's head deeper into your pussy. He never once stops and helps your ride out your orgasm, only cumming up for air when you're no longer shaking. 

He stands up to his full size, his hard cock feeling suffocated by the confines of his pants as he looks down at your fucked out face. Drool seeping out of your mouth, your teeth caught between your teeth as you stare dazed up at the ceiling.

In your post-orgasm haze you sit up, legs trembling, and scoot the end of the couch, resting your chin on his navel. Your hand sneaks beneath his shirt, toying with the waistband of his pants, snuggling a bit into his crotch. Your voice has dropped into a sensual slur, eyelashes wet from the intensity of your release, Tatsuomi swears you've never looked more beautiful, "That felt really good, how about I return the favor?"

You don't give him a chance to reply, already unzipping and tugging down his pants, freeing his hard length, that slaps against his lower belly. You salivate at the sight of his free cock, its long and pretty, tip flushed red, and balls heavily swaying between his legs. Looking up you see the highs of his cheeks tinted in a light shade of pink, that only makes the need between your legs greater.

Wrapping your hand around him you stroke him a couple of times, running a finger up the vein that runs on the underside, pressing a kiss on the tip, smiling when his thighs quiver and he curses under his breath. You run your tongue from the bottom of his shaft up to the head, taking him fully into your mouth with little hesitation. The tangy taste has you humming around him, your spit coating the length when you start to bob your head. 

He whimpers and praises you from above, but none of the words register when you're focused on the task at hand. You keep pushing more of him to your mouth until you feel him bump against the back of your throat, your chin nuzzled against the coarse hairs on his pelvis, a musky scent filling your nose. You pull back and repeat, keep bobbing back and forth, letting him bruise the back. When you feel him twitch you pull off, and settle back on the couch, bending your knees so your feet rest at the edge, pulling your dress up to your waist. Pussy is on display for him again.

"Want you in me," you tell him, tugging on his long-sleeved shirt to get him to lean over your body. Your legs wrap around his waist, running the head of his cock in your wet folds, "Can't believe you're this hard."

"For you and no one else," he gasps, the significance of his words not registering in his head when you push him into your warm walls with your legs, encouraging him to pull his hips back with your hands. He keeps pulling in and out until he's fully nestled in you. 

Warm walls clenched around him, pulsing around him. He takes a deep breath, the inside of his mouth feeling dry, your foreheads pressed together.

"Best fucking pussy right here," he grumbles, pulling his back and thrusting back in, setting a steady shallow pace.

You give him a lopsided smile, hand creeping down to trace along his pelvic bone, "Best fucking dick I've had in a while."

Tatsuomi's pace increases after your comment, hips slamming into yours. The sound of skin hitting skin so loud your sure your neighbors can hear it, even if they don't hear the loud moans that slip from your and his lips, they'd know what you're up to and this ungodly hour. 

"Gonna cum soon," he warns between moans, his eyes focused on where he's connected with you.

"Me too," you huff, your body starting to feel weightless as the knot in your belly feels like it's about to snap, "Cum in me," you manage to get out, your legs starting to tense up. 

His hidden eyes widen, but his brain doesn't give him time to question whether it's the pleasure speaking for you or if you mean it, because as soon as you speak the words, he's spilling into you. The warmth of his seed spreads inside you while he slumps into your body chanting your name. You follow, legs wrapping tightly around him. The back of your lids went white once more. 

When you finish cumming, your breathing still uneven, you push Tatsuomi's body onto the couch, feeling his cum drip down your thighs when you stand up, stripping the rest of your dress off, and looking for something to clean yourself up with. You playful glare at the man spread on your couch, his chest still rising and falling heavier than yours, while you look for a blanket to toss over your bodies. 

"So," you speak up, swinging your legs over his hips, and covering your bodies with the blanket you used for movies, "You only get hard for me?"

Tatsuomi smiles up at you, his white teeth showing, and wraps an arm around you, his voice a little hoarse, "Yeah, I do."

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