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dilftaroooo · 2 years

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hi hi! i would like to request fem!reader x stepdad!toji. Just toji finally back home before christmas eve after weeks of being away for work + prompt 42. Mom is asleep and just them try to be quiet in the living room/bedroom [you choose]

( reader is obviously 18+) Thank you so much !! (if you're uncomfortable with this request just ignore it <3)

“Spread your legs for mommy/daddy, I want to see you.”

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ౨ৎ stepdad!toji x f!reader

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ౨ৎ nasty stepcest.

ᴛᴀɢꜱ ౨ৎ implied oral (f + m receiving) + daddy kink + caressing + kisses + soft toji.

It has been two months–two whole months since you’ve last seen Toji, since you’ve last had thick, calloused fingers curl in the drooling gap your wet folds, making you come tremendously upon gray sweatpants. You miss him–your daddy. So many unsatisfied days have passed where you were left on the teetering edge of release, quietly weeping against your pillow as you thought of him for the fifth time that night, pondering in the midst of your tears; when will he come back?

Texts left unread and phone calls ending in monotonous beeps, your daddy’s digital absence is leaving you hysterical, falling in the spiraling abyss filled with vivid images of Toji, you think of him–dream of him–your pretty little mind is corrupted with obscenities of the step father you proclaim to long for and you’re brought from scenario to scenario; gentle head pats from Toji as you slurp along the veiny underside of his cock, passionate kisses shared after he eats you out to your heart’s desire, words of lust cooed to the side of your ear. A great rush of emptiness hits you once more and it’s fruitless to subside that overbearing feeling of pain.

Soft, little white specks sleep on your windowsill and you’re reminded of the upcoming holiday that is meant to be spent with joyous cheer and familiar warmth but you suppose that is nothing but a broken dream–a cracked mirror inevitably shattering into tiny shards. Your mother’s presence was not enough, not when he isn’t here.

“Daddy…” Globs of tears sink into your satin pillowcase as you hug the fluffy object closer to your damp cheeks. You reek of sorrow and loneliness and your sight is blinded by blue misery–you’re too distraught. Too distraught to sleep, to feel happiness, to hear your door creak open, to see Toji slowly approach your figure. A warm, gracious hand stops at the back of your thigh and your head snaps over to see eyes of shimmering emeralds. You didn’t even try to hold back your growing smile.

“Something ya’ need, babygirl?” Scarred lips tilt upwards for an empathetic smirk as he swipes the liquid sadness off your cheeks, delving down to press a longing kiss on your forehead. You gasp for air, enthused to cry once more by Toji’s appearance. He was here; right in front of you. It took a second until you hurriedly wrapped your arms around his huge frame, torso bigger than yours as he easily engulfed you with the swift pull of his arm.

“I missed you.” You silently mewl. He hums, he already knew by your frantic text messages and your whimpery voicemails that you missed him. He did too. Work had just been keeping him busy nonstop, it was practically unbearable, but he’s here now.

“I know, kid. I’m sorry, but, hey,” His heavy build hovers over you as you lay on your back to face him. “I’m here now, right? In the flesh, so stop all that crying.” A hand rests on your waist. “Don’t wanna wake your mother.” He kisses you again on your forehead until he goes down to your cheek, to your chin, to your neck; each kiss is just as sloppy as the last and he announces before making it to your pelvic area, making you quiver:

“How ‘bout I give you your Christmas gift early, yeah? To show you how sorry I am. Would my doll like that?” You dip your head as you murmur a faint yes. You’re thrilled that he’s here with you, the harsh coldness of the winter night is long forgotten as a strong hand caresses your thighs, his warmth acting like a human radiator and a wanting sigh leaves you.

“Good girl–now–spread your legs for daddy, I want to see you.”

#Taro's 2K Event! 🎄#fushiguro toji x reader #toji x reader #toji smut #toji fushiguro smut #jjk smut #toji imagine #toji jjk #toji scenarios #jjk x reader #tw: stepcest #𓂺 — you perv!#[𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴]

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dilftaroooo · 3 years

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very much thinking of perv!kakyoin corrupting innocent reader and absolutely having the time of his life bc reader is so wide eyed and curious and kakyoin is so… so perverted…

tags/tw: aged up characters, corruption, kak being mean

omg anon i never thought i needed a pervy kakyoin until now. keep your skirt down at all times bc this sly bastard has a habit of lifting it up unexpectedly. “i like your panties today, y/n. though i do wish they were pastel purple instead 😕” some fucking nerve- (BUT THEN U WEAR THE PURPLE PANTIES THE NEXT DAY JUST TO MAKE HIM HAPPY💀)

naughty thoughts below the cut 😳

you were always naive when it came to sex and suggestive topics in general. you didn’t care to further indulge in those things but as soon as kakyoin came to your house to show you a pornographic film and played it on your vhs player, you were intrigued. the moans, the frantic bouncing, the shimmering sweat, the wet squlching- it definitely did catch your eye and you couldn’t resist asking a question or five to kakyoin.

“why is she on top of him like that?” you would hear kakyoin chuckle, “because she’s a filthy whore who likes to be filled — do you see his cock inside her?” “doesn’t it hurt?” “not as long as your lubed up right-” so many lewd words spewed out from him that night and your vocabulary drastically expanded.

he’d show you a couple of tactics, claiming its “practice for your sake” before stuffing his fingers down your throat and watching you struggle under him. “this is easy. all the girls at school know how to do this, you’re the only one who doesn’t. let me teach you.”

you were left with a couple of tricks down your sleeves and cum deep in your throat. :0

#noriaki kakyoin #noriaki kakyoin x reader #kakyoin x reader #jjba smut #kakyoin imagine #tw: corruption #[𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴]#kakyoin smut #kakyoin headcanons #𓂺 — you perv!#jjba kakyoin #jojo smut #🗣 — that brotha starvin!!

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dilftaroooo · 3 years

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imagine college josuke fucking his black sex ed teacher after so much sexual tension has been built between them

tags/tw: aged up characters, college au, student/teacher relationship, age gap, black reader.

i was just thinking about josuke too get tf out my head, girl.

josuke always—always sits at the back of the classroom, chewing on his pen and swirling a small eraser in his hand as he stares at your plump ass covered by that peach colored pencil skirt that complimented your skin immensely. he’d savor in the subtle arch in your back as you reach your hand to the upper left of the chalkboard.

“-now when a man becomes stimulated, the blood vessel of the penis spreads thoroughly and hardens the tissue in the corpus cavernosum.” you knew josuke wasn’t listening. he didn’t even know the first word you said as soon as you started talking. you felt his eyes roaming your body and you knew that as soon as you turned around to face him, you’d lock eyes with his sky blue ones.

he’d raise a brow and smirk when you stare at him for too long, licking his dry lips while remaining eye contact (you could feel yourself shiver by that). this boy is a literal fucking menace. he’d have so many failing grades (though josuke was much smarter than what he’s been performing) in your class and would ask you to tutor him after school. fuck all of your other plans if you have any, josuke will find ways to cancel those plans just to get you to help him with his dwindling grades.

naughty thoughts below the cut 😳

you hate it when he does that; take the only personal time you’d have for yourself and make you work more than what’s needed. but you don’t complain as much when he’s balls deep in your wet pussy, pounding ruthlessly on top of his graded papers, bright red “F’s” splayed on each corner, but they don’t steal his attention as he grips your braids and tugs them backwards. you fear someone would hear the loud slaps of his pelvis hitting your ass resonating in the room.

“i’m sure you’d give me that A as soon as i come deep in that tight throat of yours, won’t you, ms. l/n?~”

damn right you would.

#josuke x reader #josuke higashikata x reader #josuke smut #josuke headcanons #josuke higashikata headcanons #jjba smut #jjba x reader #jjba headcanons #jojo smut #jojo x reader #black reader #poc reader #jojo headcanons #[𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴]#tw: age gap #𓆩♡𓆪 — moots!#𓂺 — you perv!#🗣 — that brotha starvin!!

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dilftaroooo · 3 years

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—𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓!

𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐄 — (𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄)

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: stepbrother!yuta okkotsu x reader

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: female reader, race/ethnicity is not mentioned.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2.3k+

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: yuta-nii has been getting a little handsy lately. you're not quite sure why but it has been irritating you. he tries his best to give back your personal space but with the short skirt swaying around your waist and the tight thigh-highs wrapped oh so seductively around your legs, how could he possibly ignore you?

i do not condone any sexual relations with step siblings. this is purely a fantasy casted with fictional characters. y'all, please don't go sleeping with your step-parents and step-siblings or any family relative for that matter 😐.

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒/𝐓𝐖: stepcest, yuta's discovered foot fetish lmao, foot play, cumshot, yuta the toe connoisseur.

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄 𝟏𝟔 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓.

"Yuta-nii stop it!" You yelp.

The aforementioned boy was hugging you from behind while you weakly fumble against his tightening hold. He dips his head into the crevice of your neck and let out a kittenish hum - its soft vibration caused you to tremble.

"Whhy~? Can't I give my cute little sister some love and affection?" The innocent question lathered with the typical mischievous undertone that Yuta grew accustomed to.

Any other person would see this as a wholesome interaction between brother and sister - the witty remarks, the constant teasing, the small pecks on the cheek - it would make anyone fawn at such a heartfelt moment that they can't help but feel envious towards such display: Your mother was a prime example.

"Aww, aren't you two just the sweetest," Her melodic voice filled your ears as she cooed at the sight of both of you. She had finished washing the dishes that were made from tonight's dinner and decided to watch the two of you in the midst of your loveable interaction. She gradually pouts as she settles her gloved hands on her hips, voicing out her thoughts.

"Hmph, my brother never acted that way to me. Calling me 'ugly' and farting in my room just to leave right after was his own definition of 'brotherly affection'. Tsk, the audacity of that idiot."

Her jovial tone found its way back to her.

"Cheer up, Y/n! Be thankful you have a caring brother like Yuta."

Your oblivious mother doesn't know the real relationship you had with Yuta - a relationship that was forbidden in the eye of the public, a taboo amongst many.

The evidence was right in front of her as Yuta subtly ground his pelvis against the flesh of your ass. His cock was already hard by the small ministration which caused you to let out a scoff. He's sick.

Yuta's movement's must've been discreet because your mother didn't even react to him dry humping you. Maybe it's time she gotten herself a pair of glasses.

"Yeah, Y/n. Why don't you listen to mommy?" His airy breath fanned across your neck and you could've sworn you felt his smile graze your skin. You pushed him off of you and looked away, avoiding the glower that casted a foreboding shadow over Yuta's eyes (a look your mother failed to witness) - disappointed by the unsympathetic action.

"Shut up."

"Y/n!"

Yuta mockingly tilted his head. You knew you irked him by doing that.

"Ehhh? So mean." That saccharine voice can easily fool anybody.

Not wanting to spend another second with your unbearable brother, you hastily make your way to your room - bidding a whispered "goodnight" to your puzzled mother. She shook her head by your abrupt outburst, letting out a tired sigh.

"I don't know what's up with her. Geez, you were only being nice."

Yuta hummed, letting his confused mother know that she doesn't need to fret over you.

"Don't worry, mom. I'll talk to her about it."

"Talk" wasn't necessarily the right word to put it. Straddling you on your bed and pinning your wrists down on the pastel pink comforter was more fitting.

His interruption was as sudden as your outburst, you were just about to fall asleep until you felt like you were suffocating. You groan under his weight as he shimmied himself on your hips. A grin found its way on his lips when observing your lips crinkle when you elicited a small wince.

"Get the fuck off of me, Yuta."

"What's wrong, sissy? Do you not love your nii-chan anymore?" There he goes, nuzzling himself in your neck gifting you with his sloppy kisses that you didn't even ask for. Did he just forget what the hell 'personal space' meant?

"Ugh, it's not that I don't love you it's just that you've been so annoying recently. You're too clingy."

The noirette backed away in minor perplexity and consequently quirked his eyebrow.

"Clingy? How can I not be when you're just sooo cute!" His playful laugh was obnoxious when he pinched the tender flesh of your cheeks. If he was any louder you would be 100% sure your mother would have came knocking on your door to ask if you were ok. You groan at Yuta's immaturity.

"Ack!- Yuta, see, this is what I'm talking about. Get the hell off of me already!" Your angry whisper was fueled by the excess strength you had dwelled in you to push him off. Again.

The glare you gave him accentuated under the pale light the moon had to offer. If you were to see yourself now, you would say that you look pretty intimidating - a small confidence booster in your eyes. But Yuta was unfazed, how could he be scared when you had to physical comparison to a fussy puppy? Just look at the way your lips pout!

A huff regained his focus and he consumed your noticeable annoyance.

"I don't want you to be all over me all the time. I'm a person too, you know? I don't like my privacy to be ruined by anybody, especially by you." A faux gasp was released from Yuta.

"You're so rude to me, Y/n-chan!"

"I wouldn't be if you would just give me back my privacy!"

A thick silence interfered the both of you. You didn't mean for it to get there but you figured that was a typical outcome for a tense conversation. Well, not so much tense as awkward but you get the idea.

The gears in Yuta's head are starting to turn as he comes up with the perfect proposition that you might end up accepting.

"Hmm, how about, from now on, I won't bother you at all! Does that sound good?" He inquired. Interesting. You would be lying if you said the thought wasn't convincing. You were about to agree before realizing something.

"Oi, Yuta. You better keep your word or I'll-"

"I promise! Don't worry."

You guess you can give in. You'll finally get back your alone time, even though you shouldn't have to ask for it back. This is your privacy we're talking about. But it seems you couldn't do much on the problem. Your smile makes Yuta's heart flutter and cheeks redden - you looked so stunning.

"Alright then, Yuta. We have a deal."

"Good! Say, what happened to me being 'Yuta-nii'?"

You released a breezy chuckle at the question. You should've known he would mention it at some point.

"Sorry, Yuta-nii." The nickname earned you a kiss on your lips - it was gentle this time and you nearly felt inclined to make the kiss last a bit longer.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, then months turned into years (at least that's what it felt like to Yuta). It had only been a couple days since your agreed proposition and it already feels like an eternity! Yuta didn't think over the remarkable consequences that would come out of it - Hugging? No. Sloppy makeouts? Not a chance. Suffocating between your plump thighs? Forget it.

Yuta's promise was on the verge of combusting and reducing to mere atoms every time he stole a glance at your body. With each bypassing day, your outfits were getting more whorish - skirt seemingly shorter than the day before, shirt losing more fabric, nylon stockings giving your legs a perfect sheen.

He would have given you the benefit of the doubt from your skimpy choice of clothing, he can always just watch you from afar and ease himself later on. But those stockings...fuck, those god damn stockings...

They drove him up a fucking wall.

Right now, it took all of his mental strength to not pounce on you and delve his cock straight into your pussy for being such a tease. There you were - leaning back on the couch while you immerse yourself in your online race on Mario Kart 8 Deluxe, using your feet to scratch a certain spot on your leg ever so often.

You didn't notice the sweat that formed on the ridge of Yuta's brow as he watched your toe rub against the itchy material of your nylon stockings, the action initially subdued though, to Yuta, it was anything but that.

Yuta's attention was erect - as erect as the member straining in his sweatpants (an appropriate comparison).

He had to figure out a way to soothe his desire. That's when an idea came to mind and he couldn't help but internally boast at his brilliance.

"Hey, imouto?" You spared a couple of quick glances at Yuta, taking note of his finger pointing to your legs before going back to your game.

"What's up, nii-chan?"

"How about you put your legs up here - so you can be more comfortable?" He lays sideways on the couch - he didn't take up too much space, there was still enough room for the both of you - patting the spot near his person. Not foreseeing any problem with that you happily oblige, squirming around trying to find the right position before finding a cozy spot on top of his legs. Even better.

You indulge yourself in your game. The show that aired on TV was ignored, nothing but background noise. Yuta was dangerously focused on how the nylon was flawlessly wrapped around the perimeter of your supple shanks and feet, from the soles to the heels. (If he looked closely he can see underneath the dark shading of your stockings the shimmering magenta of the nail polish you applied a day ago.)

He let them sit there for a while, earning your trust that he wouldn't engage in anything erotic. But after those ten minutes passed, he easily rested the palm of his hand on the bridge of your foot, caressing his thumb against the area, the size difference was almost comical. Best thing was that you didn't seem to mind - voluntarily leaning your foot closer to his warm touch. "Thrilled" was an understatement.

Hiding his obvious bulge was starting to turn into a difficult task. His attempt at closing his legs was futile and it would only do nothing but give him your undivided attention. He wasn't up for losing the trust he just gained from you, and he definitely wasn't up for your degrading words spewing in his ear.

Not wanting to soil this profound moment he starts off slow. Traveling down to the back of your toes, tracing geometric shapes on the covered skin. You pull back your foot, letting out a small giggle from his playful initiative. The smile that rose on Yuta's face was beaming.

"I'm sorry. Did that tickle?" The white of teeth gleamed at you.

You nod. "Yeah."

It stopped there and Yuta decided to find another section of skin to mess with - going for your heel. He admired the way it stretched the material, showing the color of your skin. His finger feathered across it. He made sure not to distract you this time.

With each contact Yuta made it was becoming insufferable to not have his way with you. He was apt to rub your feet against his aching cock.

Exiting out of the Mario Kart software, you opt on playing another challenging game, content at how many times you effortlessly made it to first place. You were a pro gamer after all.

Getting ready to play another game you immediately felt the bumpy feeling that resided under your foot - your eyes trained to the reasoning and saw how your foot was places between Yuta's legs.

He let out a soft whimpered at the pressure you put on him. You pretended that you didn't notice, going back to scroll through the endless amount of games on your Switch.

Yuta grabbed your foot and to gently glide your heel on the length of his cock. His hips jolt a tad and his whimper crescendos into audibly moans. That's when you give him the attention that he tried to avoid.

The noises you make are on par with his - rubbing your thighs together trying to calm your aroused heat. You don't think you can play another game like this.

Yuta slowly peels off his gray sweatpants to unveil himself, his mushroom tip was swollen red. He didn't even try to keep it a secret. Guiding your feet to the base of his throbbing cock he moved you up and down to feel the rough texture of the nylon on his sensitive skin. He frequently found himself feeling to surface of your legs. He just loved every inch of you.

You press harder against his cock and felt the prominent vein under your big toe, giving him the satisfaction of massaging it. His head tilted back at pleasure. The pure bliss you gave him made him writhe. You hit all the parts that got him riled up, he was glad he taught you about his weak spots for moments like these. He gripped the armrest of the couch for support in order to thrust between the crease of your clasped feet.

"You're a pervert, Yuta-nii." You whisper. His cock twitched by the fervid of your words. His clenched teeth brought agony to his gums as he came close to reaching the insatiable climax that awaited him. His core burned and his sanity was starting to crumble. Yuta prayed that you wouldn't halt your rapid strokes.

"My nii-chan is a pervert."

The grunt that emerged from Yuta's pale, pink, lips was indecent. His cum shot out and onto his torso and your leg with each restrained throb. His grin was awkward as you brought your legs back up to you. A glare was dispersed and you scoffed, probably cursing him off afterwards. But Yuta didn't seem to mind. Not when he caught site of your light blue panties from underneath your short skirt.

Just by surveying the cotton material, his desire grew larger than any wildfire. He suppressed your bickering with a kiss and led you to the hallway, his devise was sure to be fulfilled. It's a good thing your parents weren't home to hear your sharp mewls and wet slaps that reverberated in Yuta's room.

©𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 @dilftaroooo. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.

#yuta okkotsu x reader #yuta okkotsu smut #yuta okkotsu x you #jjk smut #jjk fic #yuta okkotsu #jjk x reader #tw: stepcest #jjk yuta #jjk #yuta x y/n #𓂺 — you perv!#[𝘵𝘢��𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴]

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dilftaroooo · 3 years

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hello, I’d like to join the omega event plz,

Hot and sweaty + wolf Geto as the Alpha and reader as Omega + yandere kink please.

🎉🎉Congratulations on 150 followers 🎉🎉

Tysm🤟

𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐁𝐘 𝐡𝐤

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: female reader (wolf hybrid), race/ethnicity is not mentioned.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1.4k+

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: geto traps you at a vulnerable place.

OMG YES MY FIRST GETO REQUEST YES YES YE SYE SHE SYES YES (and thank you for congratulating me, dear! 🥰)

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒/𝐓𝐖: dark content, gojo’s past arc spoilers, spoilers of geto, yandere themes, unhealthy obsession, degradation, geto fucks you on a dumpster, noncon, breeding kink, aged up characters, mention of blood.

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄 𝟏𝟔 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓. 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒��𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓.

“there’s no escape, you know? i mean, i did plan all this out so there’s a slim chance you’ll be able to make it out successfully.”

snarling at his words you couldn’t help but think that he was right — the predicament he left you in was impossible to surpass since he caged you in the narrow alleyway between two buildings, brick walls riddled with dirt and windows shattered from break ins due to the curiosity of immature teens.

great. because being stuck between two abandoned buildings was the first thing on your list.

each step you took back, geto returned another step forward. his foreboding aura frightened you and you felt your claws erupt from the tips of your fingers, ready to defend yourself at all costs.

“geto... i’m not gonna tell you again. stay the fuck away from me.”

he lets out a clear whistle by your ferocity. already prepared to fight him back despite the great size difference — the determination in your eyes and your taut finger sprawled by each closing step. that’s what he loved most about you. you’re never scared to put up a fight.

“pheeew. feisty one you are.” he then whispers, soft and fragile as if he wasn’t the one assaulting you. “i wonder how long you can keep up that act.”

his shadow looms over your quivering form. the racing of your beating heart and the wavering of your pupils elicited a dark chuckle from the wolf. his canines beamed under the pale light the moon had to offer to the inky night.

he leans down to you, painfully slow might you add. you felt so insignificant under him, the fact that your claws were out went completely over your head as geto inhaled deeply in the sweaty crevice of your neck.

“i know you’re in heat. it’s as strong as ever. you’re eager aren’t you? — desperate for release. i can give that to you. why do you think i’m here, love?”

his puffy tail wraps around your thigh and traces dangerously up to your bundles of nerves. his narrow eyes close for a brief second as he takes in another whiff of your scent.

sending you an eerie smirk, he scoffs. “and your pussy seems to agree with me, no?” you growl and wipe the sadistic smile off the bastard’s face by scratching your claws into his skin to which he stumbles backwards — pawing at the fresh wounds slashed from his ear to the corner of his mouth.

you take a huff of pride by your encouraging deed but that sliver of fulfillment soon vanishes when geto’s face lifted up to look back at you. a shiver crawled up your spine and scattered along the contour of your face.

is this still the geto that you knew?

his eyes, a night sky but lacking the shimmering dots of the constellation. instead you were met with two stygian black holes. not the faintest of lights peeked through. they were pitch black.

vantablack.

the corner of your eyes stung and you’re certain a couple of tears flew out when geto slammed you against the rough brick of the apartment wall. Your left cheek squished from the pressure and your back arched when geto’s hand found a position on your spine.

“no. let go-” you resist under his tightening hold only to be pushed harder to the wall.

through clenched teeth, he spits. “face it, y/n. you can’t fucking escape. you’re weak against me so you might as well stop struggling.” his irritation was building due to the pain on the side of his face. the wound was surprisingly deep.

you turn your head when the hot air of geto’s breath brushed past your ear, the heavy scent of tobacco corrupted your exposed nostrils as his lips feathered against the curve of your face. with the helpless state you were enforced into you knew that there would be no way that you’d be able to avoid it. you were fucked. literally.

the hard member poking at your leg was enough to emphasize how much deep shit you were in.

“you’re shivering beneath me. aww, is the little wolf scared? poor girl whistling in the dark,” you wish you could find a way to ruin this fucker’s ego. “where did all that bark go, huh?”

“i swear when this is over i’m going to kill you-”

“-with you and what army?”

geto chortles when he hears a short gasp from you. you stiffen even more if possible. who could help you in this situation? geto was stronger than you tenfold and you were nothing but a small ant under a boot. who did you think you were?

“what are you, a grade three sorcerer, going to do to me, a special grade cursed user?” his hands grab your waist when your lips quivered, failing to respond to his question.

“nothing, that’s what.”

you feel a sharp tug at the hem of your jeans and it took you a brief second to react before you start yelling at the barbarous wolf to stop. you’re resistance was strong but geto was stronger, hoisting up your small physique and slamming you on top of the dirt riddled dumpster. you cringe — heightened senses smelling the moldy trash more prominently.

the pants and panties you decided to wear that day were slid down under your ass, enough for geto to rub his cock against the sopping hole of your entrance. he bites his lower lip when he slides in smoother than any butter in existence. you weep as his thick girth painfully bottoms you out, stretching your pussy thoroughly.

you hate it. you hate every moment of it. but fuck your body for responding this way and fuck you for not doing anything about it. you had the ability to defend yourself, the consecutive training from yaga-sensei was exhausting but you’ve learned much. yet here you were getting pounded on a dumpster next to two abandoned buildings of all places.

kicking your leg up behind you, attempting to catch a hit at geto, he swiftly avoids it by grabbing at your ankle at jaw dropping speed.

“fuck you, geto. you’re nothing but a bitch with a hopeless life.”

he cocks his head to the side mockingly, “funny coming from the bitch in heat.”

a wail emerges from your wet lips once he quickens the pace of his thrusts, wet slaps traveled around the empty walls of the alleyway as your cunt gets savagely hammered and you can’t do anything but buckle your knees in pure pleasure and defeat.

geto pushes you harder on the lid of the dumpster, laughing hysterically at your agony. “what a sight — y/n getting fucked ruthlessly by her captor on a filthy dumpster. who would’ve guessed.” his words made your head swirl and body tremble.

he swoops down to your level to bite at the back of your neck, screaming once you feel the sting of his canines pierce your skin. he growls when he picks up the metallic tang of your vivid blood on his tongue.

“my god you taste so good, love.” the big heap of contained trash rattles with each unforgiving thrust of his pelvis against yours.

“geto, please stop, i’m begging-”

“m’gonna knock you up-... have you come all over my cock.”

i’m sorry, i’m sorry. p-please, i won’t tell anyone about this just-”

“m’gonna make you round and plump with my pups. you’d like that wouldn’t you? becoming a sweet, loving mother raising our kids?”

he brushed aside your pleads to ask you the most alarming question that caused you to resume in your struggling.

“no. no, no, no. help. please, someone help me! please!” your crys for help were in vain. you were only screaming at the echo that followed back. geto’s hand covers your mouth, preventing any obnoxious shouts to leave you.

“shush, dear. no one is going to hear you. just let it happen. just... just-... take it! a warm fluid enters your body and you let your body integrate with the dumpster; all aspiration drained from you effortlessly. you felt sleepy, tired. you could only lay there motionlessly when geto coos to you that “he’ll take care of you” as he slides himself back in your dripping pussy again.

it was a good thing geto planned on trapping you in an abandoned city beforehand.

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hey! i’d like to be paired up with alpha wolf Ryomen Sukuna, Hot and sweaty + yandere, degradation, breathplay and somnophilia please!! <33

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: female reader (deer hybrid), race/ethnicity is not mentioned.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1.5k+

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: sukuna kidnaps his twin brother’s girlfriend. something about her just catches his eye.

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒/𝐓𝐖: dark content, yandere themes, unhealthy obsession, degradation, asphyxiation, somnophilia, drug use, noncon, abduction, yuuji and sukuna are twins, mention of blood.

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄 𝟏𝟔 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓. 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓.

sweat glistens around the shape of sukuna’s flexed back as he straightens himself out. wiping the excess salty fluid off his forehead for the eighth time that night he looks down to the limp body that rested between his legs.

there you were. ropes snake around the curve of your clothed breasts, accentuating its shape and restricting its blood flow. arms secured tightly behind you and panties discarded to find settlement on your tongue.

the deed took hours to complete since sukuna’s knowledge on bondage and rope tying was kept to a minimum. the enervating process of trial and error was repetitive but in the end was worth the wait.

spiking your drink led to a deep and insensible slumber, losing all consciousness to what was occurring in the real world. the puddle of drool that dampened your mane was clear evidence of the efficiency of the drug.

sukuna’s scowl deepened. was he seriously doing all of this for you? — a stupid little deer who can barely speak for herself without having yuuji come and save you?

sukuna’s brother was so overprotective of you since your breed wasn’t the strongest. no matter where you went yuuji was always insisting on being there as well — determined to keep an eye on you at all times.

you could be going to a store down the street and he wouldn’t even let you pass the front door without reprimanding on how dangerous it is on this hell we call earth.

‘y/n?! i thought i told you i don’t want you going out by yourself-’

‘i’m sorry for yelling at you, dollface. i just don’t want you to end up hurt that’s all... i love you too. please, let me come with you-’

and of course you wouldn’t deny him (you never do).

your weakness disgusted the tattooed male, ticked him off to no end. you were nothing but a worthless piece of shit, a waste of space. the only good thing you can do was get fucked raw until you’re belly was swollen and round with your offspring.

“why am i doing this?” sukuna questioned himself. “tying up my brother’s girlfriend and keeping her hostage. you’re nothing special.”

not expecting a response, he crouches down next to your face. your peaceful look contrasted the predicament you were in. your ridiculously long lashes were lowered as you slept; soft specks of white freckles decorated the contour of cheeks and nose expanded with each breathe you took.

your skin looked so smooth — so moist. it was clear that you cared for your personal hygiene, the faint smell of coconut from your hair erupts in sukuna’s nostrils, the shape of your hips titled you worthy for birth, and the sleek shine of your toned legs deemed you a temptress.

you were beautiful. breathtaking, even.

is that why sukuna did it? is that why he wasted his time buying the thick ropes from the hardware store? is that why he critiqued the little bottles by how much milligrams of prescribed drugs each white pellet contained? is that why carried your limp frame to the car, boldly giving people the excuse that you ‘drank too much’?

it’s past safe to assume — sukuna was intrigued by you.

you unknowingly caught his interest. you were all he could think of.

and he didn’t like that.

“why does it have to be you, huh?” he walks back to his initial spot between your legs, nose twitching at the strong scent of your bare pussy. inebriating his train of thought and rendering him out off the deep end. his black polished nails jut out an inch. you didn’t take your heat suppressants.

its been seven hours since your last dose — before you were kidnapped. your sweat glands were starting to unlatch themselves. its potency fueled sukuna’s rut, making him lose the composure he usually has no trouble controlling.

spreading your legs made the member in his leather pants harden and the drool in his mouth trickle down his bottom lip. he was nearly gawking at the discharge that leaked profusely from the wet bundles of muscle.

“you bitch,” sukuna muttered, his growl straining his voice. “how can someone a pathetic as you make me do this? dumb deer.” his chest was heaving rapidly from hyperventilating as he dipped his head between your legs, burying his nose on the surface of your cunt to deeply inhale your fresh scent again.

“stupid, stupid deer-”

he zealously laps at your juices and digs his nails in your thighs, drawing the metallic liquid out of your skin and painting his thick fingers. the sound of his sucking was obnoxious, bouncing off the walls of the small room and filling his erect ears. sukuna didn’t think twice when he plunged his wet muscle in the hole of your pussy — set on exploring every nook and cranny.

your body jolts in the midst of your sleep, oblivious to your captor having his way with you. the moan that left you was indistinct but sukuna picked it up in an instant. your consciousness was being brought to the light little by little and that excited sukuna.

he withdrew his face from your convulsing heat. the lower half of his face was riddled with your fluids, dripping over his lip line to which he gladly licks off.

“are you sure you’re asleep? because this filthy pussy is gushing all over me like you’re awake.” roughly shoving his digits in your entrance he quakes from the squishy sounds that he was gifted with.

“ngh...”

sukuna’s thumb brushed against your protruding clit, flicking around the small nub and loving the way your body twitches when he hits the right spots.

“you’re feeling this right? feeling my fingers fuck your slit while you’re knocked out cold? weak bitches like you are just too easy.”

sukuna unzips his flyer to pull out his throbbing cock, letting out a sigh of relief from being freed from the tight restraint. the leather fabric of his pants squeak when sets his legs on the floor — finding a comfortable position before stroking himself to your frame.

its not long until sukuna strives for more, teasing his dick on your vagina. his growing knot starts giving him immeasurable pain, aching to be released out the tip of his member. he manhandles you, pushing your legs back until you’re folded. sukuna treated you like shit, plunging in you and slamming his hips against your ass.

his dick pistons in you, banging against your tender cervix. the intensity of it all disturbs your slumber. your eyelids slowly raise and your eyes widen from the unexpected feeling of your pussy getting pounded.

you attempt to clench your teeth but something was preventing you from doing so. a piece of clothing? you tasted the sweat from it touch your tastebuds. you ferociously struggle but to no avail, couldn’t do anything. you hear a dark chuckle and you look at the figure hovering above you when your vision becomes clear.

“morning, dollface.”

“-una?!” the sadistic grin of your boyfriend’s brother filled you with dread. what was he doing? how did you get here? what’s going on? so many questions plagued your perplexed state.

“take it easy, yeah? i don’t want to have to knock you out again. i’d like to see your reaction as i fuck you ‘till you’re colorblind.” the sharp thrusts made you quiver and your eyes roll to the back of your head when your heat builds up.

you start to whimper. desperate for him to halt his actions. “-una... -top. -tooop.”

“ha? what was that? you want me to keep going? ‘k.” his balls slap against your ass and tears burst from your eyes when he quickens his pace. your muffled screams makes sukuna snarl. his degrading words hurt your heart and you couldn’t help but think of yuuji. thinking of him saving you from the tight grasps of sukuna and calming your nerves until you’re well rested.

“shit this pussy is so tight. i think i might just fill you up with my knot.” you shake your head. opposing the idea. “no? well too bad. you don’t get to fucking tell me what to do. i’m the one raping you aren’t i?”

tangling his hand around your throat you gasp, trying to take in a breath of air. his grip was so tight you were sure he would fracture your neck. his red eyes were dark as he glared at you, consuming in the way you helplessly struggle against him. there was nothing you can do.

retracting his hand, all you can do was weep once he comes deep in your pussy, marking your neck while doing so. you felt so useless. you wanted to isolate yourself from everyone. to rid yourself from the humiliation that you were currently facing.

“yuuji doesn’t need someone like you. always bringing him down. such a lowlife burden.”

another tear slides down over your dried ones. your eyes were bloodshot and your sinuses were stuffy.

“i might just keep you to myself, ya’ know. i can fix you up and mold you into what i see fits. yuuji wouldn’t have to know. he probably wouldn’t even find out since he’s just as dense as you.”

you don’t say anything.

“i’ll get you cleaned up later.” he stands up and searches for a cigarette to calm him down. “just lay there for a while.”

and with that he left you. used and unclean. left staring at the ceiling with cum oozing out from your pussy.

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