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aburrito · 17 days
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Your first time with Satoru was definitely
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“Hngh- Satoru! Put it in, please.” Satoru who was teasing you by just entering the tip and rubbing it around your clit. “‘m sorry baby, your just s’pretty when you’re flustered.” He slid an inch in which made you gasp and slightly arch your back. “Mm baby you feel so good. Pussy made just f’me, huh?” He rubbed your clit as he entered. His fingers spreading your lips as they pleased. “A-ah!” A cold substance landed on your pussy. Spit. He spread his spit over your clit and fully entered. “Oh-h dear god!” Your eyes welled up with tears of pain and pleasure. “To-Too big! Hah- no Satoru you’re too big. Won’t fit!” Your legs wrapped around his waist
“Yes it will baby, be patient.” He started moving his hips to your moans. Letting out moans and whimpers every few seconds. It sounded like he was the one getting fucked. “‘Toru-.. hngh- too fast” Your pleads were obviously ignored as he increased the speed and grabbed your moving tits. “Hah- mm baby you feel- ah- you feel good” He massaged your breast and teased your nipples by pulling it. “Close! ‘Ru- Satoru!” Your eyes rolled up as your back arched. Satoru’s dick twitched inside your walls which soon got coated in white.
“Again?” Satoru asked with big eyes and a toothy grin. “It’s like you want me to hate you” You groaned as your limbs were already sore.
Idk guys
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aburrito · 23 days
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Sukuna is the type of man who will publicly embarrass you if you are with others, if he even lets you go out
Sukuna who only lets you go out if it’s with him, if not you don’t go out at all. Not even with your family
Sukuna forces himself to fit in you. Too rough? Not for him. Your level of rough is his level of easy
Sukuna will mark your neck up to show others that you belong to him, his property. When you try to cover it up, he’ll simply leave more and make it worse.
Sukuna would horribly degrade you and laugh when you cry. Teasing you in many ways, rubbing your clit, pinching your body, giving you bite marks on the skin you reveal the most, or rubbing his tip over your entrance. Either way he would find pleasure out of your whining.
Sukuna would hold grudges for the tiniest things. A man flirting with you? Your fault for dressing to revealing. Was it worth him holding a grudge? Hell yes. He would fuck the brains out of you, bed creaking, sheets falling off the bed, scratches on his back.
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aburrito · 29 days
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Satoru is the type to ask you to bark for him when in doggy style.
Satoru is the type to spank you if you’re stubborn or try to hide his hickeys.
Satoru is the type to buy you expensive lace lingerie just to rip it off of you.
Satoru has your whole body memorized and knows your exact weak spots.
Satoru is the type to push you over your limits but ends up feeling bad when you cry about it being too much.
Satoru will make you sit on his face and won’t let you go until he has you trembling out of pleasure. He loves your taste and if he could, he would never stop eating you out.
Satoru is whiny when he’s close. He blushes at the sight of you whimpering and moaning because of him. Just by looking at you would make him hard again.
Y’ALL THESE CAME FROM A RECENT DREAM I HAD 😭 MB IF IT’S BAD
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aburrito · 2 months
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Miya Atsumu
(NSFW warning! If you want to skip to the NSFW there’s a warning before it )
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It’s been 2 years since you last saw him. Your life had turned upside down. You went from being sane to losing your shit every time you saw something that reminded you of him.
After 4 more years, you found someone to love and regained your composure. That was until the night before your wedding, you saw an advertisement with Atsumu Miya printed on it.
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You told your fiancĂ© to let you go to another county for a bit since you needed to find something you once lost. Of course you said you’d be back for the wedding, you loved your fiancĂ©.
You drove 3 hours to reach the county he was in. Looking at every mailbox for the name Miya, you felt like a fool. “ATSUMU!” your voice echoed in his ears. “{user}?” He turned to face you; his lips met yours in a matter of seconds.
You knew it was wrong, but oh, it felt so right. “Atsumu” you gasped his name out as he led you into his house.
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NSFW WARNING!!
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He didn’t hesitate to tear your designer clothes off. His hands rummaged all around your body, leaving marks on every piece of skin. “Atsumu~!” You moaned as he sucked on your skin. “Your clothes, take it off please..” your attempt to make him naked worked.
“I need ‘yer body, baby. Give it to me.” His voice, oh how you loved when his accent showed. You nodded as he threw you onto the bed. He kissed you, leaving you both drooling as he aligned his cockhead with your entrance. “‘Yer pussy looks like a virgin.” His teasing. You pretended to hate it, but deep down you were crazy for it. “Please~ please Atsumu.. please give it to me” He smirked at your begging “give you what darling”
“Give me- aah!” You couldn’t help but moan feeling his tip rub against your folds. “Use your words honey” he grabbed your tits and fondled them as he dropped a strand of saliva onto your pussy. “Give me your cock! Please~ I can’t take it no more!” With that your eyes quickly widened as your back arched when he entered. “Fuck! ‘Tsumu~ m-more more ‘tsumu” his mouth turned into a wicked grin hearing you beg for him. He enjoyed knowing that you were feeling so good because of him. His dick ravaged into your virgin pussy, blood slightly drawing but that didn’t stop you from begging him to go deeper. Miya quickly flipped you. “Let me fuck you like the horny dog you are baby.” His pace increased, your noises turned animalistic as he spanked your ass and squeezed it. “Shit! Fuck {user} you feel so tight~ you’re going to cut my dick off. Ah~ aah~” He was so whiny and wasn’t afraid to show it. “What if your fiancĂ© saw you being fucked by your first love hm? He took the wedding ring off of your finger and placed it on the nightstand.
“You’re such a filthy whore for my cock my love” his pace increased as his balls tightened. “Hrghh~ hah~ ah~ Atsumu I’m close!” Your voice made him grip your waist tightly. “Release on my dick baby, go ahead and cum on someone who isn’t your fiancé’s dick” you came quickly, your back arching in pleasure and eyes rolling back. He pulled his dick out when he came and saw his cum drip out of your gaping pussy.
No words were said or heard, just gasps and pants for air. He got on his knees and rubbed his tongue over her pussy. “Fuck!” her head threw back from too much pleasure at once “I just came! Stop Atsumu, Miya don’t”
Your pleads meant nothing, he was sucking you clean. His tongue running along every crevice of your folds. “Haha m’just cleaning ‘yer pussy.” His muffled voice was hot. You were left shaking as he laughed looking up you with your fluids on his face.





























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“Hello?” You answered your phone with a tired and sore voice. You were in Atsumu’s bed, he was clinged onto your waist as he slept. “Why did you never show up to our wedding?”





























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That’s all!! This is obviously my first smut😭 but hope y’all enjoyed. I will take requests!!
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aburrito · 2 months
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Miya Atsumu
(Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes! This one is kinda boring but we need plot for the second part, most likely will be smut NOT THIS ONE THO)
You were a rich girl and certainly perfect. You were smart, pretty, and mastered every skill you wanted.
Atsumu on the other hand, reckless, loud, impulsive, and very confident. His ego was high, but his looks were higher.
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It was a nice sunny day out in the country side, no clouds or rough winds. You, a local city girl were visiting the country side for the summer. “Careful sweetheart!” Your mother called out. You were going out with your new friends to a simple park.
SPLASH
Someone had bumped into you and coffee burned your skin as it sunk into your shirt. “What the fuck! Watch where you’re going, idiot!”
“‘M sorry. Haha here yer go.” The boy handed a tissue to you. “A TISSUE?! A tissue isn’t going to fix this mess! My god this was designer.” Your expression was a state of worry and annoyance. “Oh I get it, yer one of them rich people.” His lips curled upwards “So what if I am? Whatever just give me something to cover up with mister..?” You wanted to know his name, he was hot so maybe, just maybe you’ll let it slide. “Miya, Miya Atsumu” His smirk widened as he took his shirt off. “Here yer go. Take it.”
“What?” Your face flushed. “You’re crazy, put that back on. I’ll just walk around like an idiot.” She turned to walk back home, her friends could see her another day. She wanted, no, needed to know more of Atsumu Miya.
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Slight NSFW warning!
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“Atsumu Miya.” Your steps clicked on the floor as you walked to him. “Oh, it’s you, the pretty lady from t’park.” His face was slightly flushed. “Go out with me, you see, when I see something I want, I go for it.” Your voice was calm and it ringed in his ears as the tips went red.
“‘Yer serious?” His cheeks were a tint of pink. “I mean, yeah I guess.” He tried to regain his composure and make himself look cool.
Weeks passed, summer was almost over but not yet.
“Ngh~ Atsumu! That’s more than enough” Kissing had become a daily routine. Where would he kiss you? Anywhere he wanted of course. “You’re going to leave a mark. Hah~ don’t leave o-one” you were panting as the room became hotter. “Why? I want ‘em to know ‘yer mine.” His voice was nonchalant which made your stomach tingle.
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“Pack your bags {user}, we are leaving.” Your father, a man who was serious and hardly showed emotion. “But daddy! I don’t want to go! I want to stay” your eyes teared up as you felt the pain of leaving Atsumu
“Why?! So you can be with that street rat? He isn’t even at our status {user}, find someone better” Your father’s words made your stomach sink low. “Don’t say that! Daddy, I love him and I don’t want to leave him” sobs were heard from your house, Atsumu was waiting outside.. his heart breaking with every cry you made.
“Enough of your games {user}. Your bags are loaded in, go into the car. Now.” You ran to Atsumu, your puffy face and drenched cheeks. Your lips meet his for the final time.
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SMUT WILL BE IN PT 2!!!
Pt. 2
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