#this is my official coming out moment as a Sugishita fucker btw (we been knew about togame)

[hayatoseyepatch]

I’m ovulating so you know what that MEANSSS I’m here to yap. And today I’m thinking about the windbreaker boys with fat cock syndrome. It’s chronic, truly.

I’m thinking of Jo Togame, the pillow princess he can be sometimes, eyes locked in your face. Unable to help the grin that spreads across his features at the way yours scrunch up. You’re being so good for him, trying so hard to fit his fat cock in your tight cunt. The bite of your nails that dig into his shoulder almost make his eyes roll back in his head. Almost. Because how can he look away, you look so fucking adorable, tears clumping your bottom lashes, bottom lip quivering. And it truly wasn’t for a lack of lubrication, your cunt dripping down the shaft you’re struggling so hard to take. An insistence that “you could take it” just watching with a shit eating grin as you slowly sink down further in his cock. He can’t help but tease you.

“What’s the matter, doll? Thought you could take it? You’re going at my pace now, sugar, don’t you like it faster?”

I’m thinking of Kyotaro Sugishita, who’s consistently unaware of his own strength. Large hands all but smothering your waist as he pulls you down on his cock. A low, elongated, groan slipping past his lips as he feels the way your warmth suffocates his cock. Head dropping to the crook of your neck in a mess of long black hair. Groaning right by your ear how tight you are, only to suck in a breath when your walls spasm around him from the way he groaned those words into your ear. He does know one thing, he absolutely can not move for a while, needing not only for you to adjust to the way he stretched you, but for him to adjust to the delicious way your walls hug him so tight.

“Fuck… Don’t move.. Need to stay like this for a bit, baby..”

I’m thinking of Teruomi Inugami, who’s so damn eager, not even realizing how he was splitting you open as he stuffed your cunt to the brim. Sharp teeth sinking into the soft skin of your shoulder as he ruts his hips against your own, and youre sure you can feel him in your stomach. He’s so lost in the feeling of you, eyes wired shut as he tries so desperately to not spill into you too soon, wanting to savor every moment inside you. His wavy hair sticking to his face from the sweat that beaded in his skin, large hands digging into the plush of your waist, lips kissing a trail up the side of your neck. So lost in pleasure his words are a mix of curses and rambling praise.

“God you’re… shit.. so fuckin’ pretty.. fuck… sucking me in so deep.. Don’t know how much longer I can hold back baby..”