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#𓂺 — you perv!
dilftaroooo · 2 years
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≪ᖭི༏ᖫྀ≫ tags: quarterback!sukuna x f!reader + reader being bold n shit + sukuna being a poopy brain fart + suggestive + kissing + full blown sex + exhibitionism (bc public area ig) + dumbification(?) + i probably spelled some shit wrong but idc + imma stay ignorant lmao.
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The immaculate spoonful of overconfidence you took suppressed your hunger for vengeance, it was evident in the way you strut towards the men's locker room—in the straightness of your back and the puff of your chest, even the typical skittish grin you casted was overshadowed by the resting bitch face you'd see in your average highschool clique in teenage movies. This look was a complete 180 but as soon as you rudely burst through the doors leading in the men's room, ready to give that inconsiderate scumbag a piece of your mind, it appeared that facade diminished when meeting the sight of Sukuna's godly physique.
His sharp jawline subtly darkened by the upcoming stubble resulting from forgetfulness, the defined and chiseled abs looking robust under the gleaming white light of the room, down to the patch of pubes and the clean V-line leading to what you can tell would be a blanket clencher (the outline through the towel gave you all you needed to know) -- Good Lord almighty.
Guess you needed more than a spoonful of overconfidence.
"Hell are you doing here...?" Fuck, his exhaustion mixed with his gruff voice was a harsh reminder of how this man was the recipe for seduction, almost made you forget the real reason why you came there.
Bringing up the little self-assurance you had left, you speak out. "I'm tired of you treating me like I'm not a grown ass woman, Sukuna." Ok, what else? "-belitting me, calling me names, borderline harassing me? This isn't high school!" There. What's said is said.
Sukuna's reaction to your outburst was by giving a brief stare before focusing on his hygiene, applying the Old Spice deodorant under his arms amid to your disbelief at his lack of interest. You can smell the potent fragrance whiff past your nose despite your distance.
"Is that all?" He asks. An absolute dick he is. You suck your teeth and steadily walk towards the enervated quarterback to his surprise at the sudden boldness, the sharp ruby eyes remained on you until his time to swiftly react comes. Ignoring the sneeze edging to come out due to his cologne, you point a finger to one of his pecs in attempts to intimidate him (if that's the word you wanna choose).
"Don't give me that shit. Can you even acknowledge my emotions? I'm being straightforward with how I feel and that's how you respond? I don't know why you're so popular, the whole University knows who you are! You act as though you're some demigod who shined upon earth but you're just... y-yet you're just-" Words stopped at the pit of your throat, so blinded by indignance but it wasn't until Sukuna gave you a faux sympathetic pout before enveloping you into his arms, heat of his chest warming your left cheek, you were shocked.
"Oh my poor, poor, princess, she's so blinded by fuming anger it even has her st-st-stuttering..!" He quips. His hold was so tight it almost seemed like he had no plans of letting go and it left you a flustered mess. Schooching your way out his grasp became futile so you had to resort to speaking up.
"Sukuna, get off of me." He hums in confusion.
"What was that? Thought you needed comfort after your cute rampage, do you not? Do you not like it when I hug you like this?"
You dismay your embarrassment and Sukuna's mischievious manner and speak up, surprised you've both been in the locker alone for so long, the idea of someone walking in started to plague your mind. "It's not that, someone can walk in at any moment."
"You didn't think of that before you came bursting in here, now didja?" You pathetically shake your head. "Thought not. And besides, you didn't deny the fact that you don't like me hugging you like this. Maybe this'll be a good time to make up for all the bad things I've done." From your waist to your neck, Sukuna's hands softly caressed you like he was your lover, his touch was addicting then he gradually cups your cheeks in the palm of his hands.
"Sukuna...?" His lips were hovering over yours, if he moved another centimeter he'd be giving you a deep kiss as of now, but that didn't happen. Instead, his lips glide down to the slope of your neck, his kisses were wet with the water from his shower, the shape of puckered lips then gifted you with kisses on your collarbone. You froze like a block of ice as he provided you with sensual affection like no other, then one thing lead to the next and you're pushed against the locker and your panties found way around your knees to favor the throbbing head of Sukuna's cock, already balls deep in your aching pussy.
You both reeked of sex emerging from your pores, Sukuna's shower be damned. Old Spice overpowered by must from sweat he was losing from fucking you silly. Every stroke emitted a hot gasp and whimper as hands fondled with your breasts. The wet slaps of both sexes disrespectfully hitting one another bounced across the room so cacophonously it's a miracle that nobody came to see what the ruckus was about.
"There we go, pretty girl, take my dick. Aww such a champ." Sukuna savored the way your ass rippled for him as he took you from the back. "Wish you could see how greedy this pussy is, swallowing me whole."
"All that pent up frustration all you needed was a good fuck, huh? Someone to fuck this cunt all sloppy til' ya head is all fuzzy? Ya' still hate me now..?" All that was uttered was your guttural moan revealing itself to Sukuna. Making you sound like a fucking idiot, a sound he was very much fond of.
Sukuna rewards you with a wet kiss on the cheek before hauling you up on his shoulder to take you to the shower, planning on resuming both your deeds in the semi-privacy behind the loose curtains. With that water running, it barely covers the sounds of sex from within but you guess it doesn't matter as long as you have Sukuna fucking you braindead <3
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dilftaroooo · 2 years
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✰ tags/tw: age gap + reader ranges from 19-20 + jotaro’s in his late 30s + falling in love + vaginal sex + fem!reader + dirty talk + reader shooting her shot + and jotaro falls for it.
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You like Mr. Kujo. You always have. Ever since Jolyne befriended you and dragged you to the depths of her home and introduced you to the muscular figure she called her ‘father’, he had taken a toll on you.
He was a quiet man. Sometimes, you are unaware of his approach which is quite daunting considering how just how big he is, six-four you believe—now you know where Jolyne gets her height from. He’s stoic, a stark contrast from his daughter, and his voice exceeds a thousand basses.
You also learned that he had been freshly divorce for quite sometime, a dismay in Jolyne’s book. You knew she loved her, the frequent calls to her mother and the heart shaped locket with a precious image of both of them with gleaming smiles says enough. Though, You don’t think you can say the same for her father.
You can tell how distant she was towards him. Your introduction to him was unwanted in Jolyne’s mind. “Oh, yeah, that’s my father.” You can remember her pitch toned down an octave and there was a subtle mark of disdain behind her words. A huff passes her lips at his lack of response, making it more awkward than it already was. She may not like him but you do.
You wanted to become closer with Mr. Kujo. There’s something nestled inside him that you wanted to take out and hold onto with delicate fingers. Perhaps it wasn’t your business, and it wasn’t, but there’s something about him that gave him your attraction. And you make that known in his eyes.
Mr. Kujo would note your consistent compliments, your elegant posture, your warm smiles, your affectionate touches. You were doing well on making your desires prominent because Mr. Kujo definitely caught onto it. Though the only question is: why isn’t he stopping you?
You were a little girl—a young maiden freshly into her sophomore year of college with an exploratory mindset and he was a man in his late thirties still dwelling on his past regrets and the labor of his career. He knows you shouldn’t be this close but your aura is so… welcoming. He can’t seem to push you away, which is how it turned out to the way it is now:
One in the morning with a heavy cock plunged into your folds and bare legs wrapped around the big heap of muscle on Mr. Kujo’s torso. His hat was discarded and his teeth clenched as he felt every ridge of your pussy grip around his girth relentlessly, each thrust releasing heady breaths from both of you.
“I’ve never had an older man in my pussy before, Mr. Kujo.” It was a filthy sentence uttered with lust and indecency that the said man couldn’t help but grunt.
“That’s a vulgar tongue you have there, Y/n.” It was almost monotonous the way he spoke but you can hear the soft break that infringed his tone. You chuckle (though it was more of a keen than anything).
“You can only remain a Saint for but so long, Jotaro.” The squeak of the bed became obnoxiously loud as his named spewed from your lips like bullets. You were going to be the life and the death of him. But the thought doesn’t linger over for long as you arch up to kiss him on his lips, full of passion and grace as your tongues dance to the rhythm of his thrusts.
And as much as he didn’t want to admit to it—he may as well fallen in love with a young college student.
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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)
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   “Spread your legs for mommy/daddy, I want to see you.”
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ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ౨ৎ stepdad!toji x f!reader
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ౨ৎ nasty stepcest.
ᴛᴀɢꜱ ౨ৎ implied oral (f + m receiving) + daddy kink + caressing + kisses + soft toji.
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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.”
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dilftaroooo · 3 years
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...i need more pervy kakyoin PLEASE 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽 and like, just imagine kakyoin finds the reader watching porn??? its OVER for them
tags: aged up characters, fingering, literally one clit slap lmao
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“what’s this that you’re watching, hm?” the mischievous tone shot through you like a bullet, quick and abrupt, unpredictable as you turn around in distinct surprise. you couldn’t hear his footsteps before he spoke — a fault on your part. you would’ve heard him if you weren’t so busy whining as you poorly ground your pussy against your little fingers.
it was something new you learned while watching the perverse scene unfold in front of you. the grainy texture of the tv screen wasn’t enough to cover the way the porn actress fingered herself, adding another digit when she got accustomed to the tight stretch — mechanical bobs of her head matches the pulses of her fingers as she sucks the dick of a faceless man, only his groans are audible.
you close your legs with a loud snap! but kakyoin already had his hands placed on your knees, forcibly spreading them as he observed your folds; your juices glossed over your pussy lips and leaked onto your sheets, vagina convulsed by his hard gaze and his hot breath tickled your clit, eyes never faltering from the messy sight. “is this what you’ve been doing behind closed doors?”
you didn’t respond. too embarrassed to admit to your lascivious shame. but kakyoin didn’t like that, bringing his hand up to an extensive height only to whip back down directly onto your clit. the slap was wet. painful. it had you release an ugly yelp before covering your mouth with trembling hands. you nod,
“y-yes.” he’s a centimeter away from touching your aching pussy with his lips. amethyst orbs glimmer underneath red lashes, it was a dark stare riddled with seductive undertones. you let out a suppressed mewl.
“you need help...don’t you?” he says matter-of-factly. you nod again. he flashed a dangerous grin and grabbed the flesh on the side of your ass for leverage as he ate you out. hurried sucks to your sensitive bud made you scream out his name and dig your nails in his scalp. he grunted as a response.
“-akyoin...!! ngh stop! i-it feels weird.” his tongue starts to rudely lap at your quivering hole, squelchy noises met both pairs of ears as he profusely devoured your cunt, juices gushed around his mouth making you feel a tinge of bashfulness, closing your eyes to block out the sight.
next you feel a thumb trace over your clit and you buck your hips towards his touch involuntarily, kakyoin chuckles at your heavy eagerness.
“don’t worry, doll. it’ll go away. let me show you how i can make you feel better.”
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dilftaroooo · 3 years
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𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: female reader, race/ethnicity is not mentioned.
𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2.2k+ (IM TRYING TO KEEP THESE POSTS SHORT AND SWEET BUT APPARENTLY I CANT FUCKING DO THAT NOW CAN I???? >:((()
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: senpai loves to tease.
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒/𝐓𝐖: public sex, school au, fingering, gojo being a dickhead as per usual, orgasm denial, characters are at least 18, dirty talk.
tagging: @lilyzbeeeee
𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄 𝟏𝟔 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓.
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“y/n-chaaaan~!” the white wolf yells loudly across the classroom, stressing out each syllable of your name. “come sit next to me!”
the fox that kept gojo company massages his temples. he was already feeling a migraine kicking in.
“shut the fuck up, satoru. it’s a small class, y/n can hear you just fine if you speak in your normal tone.”
satoru ignored his friend. his aggressive approach wasn’t new to him, suguru gets irritated by everything satoru does. it always made him wonder why he still hung out with him if he couldn’t pass the day without taking anti-pain medication.
you jump when you hear your name being called, looking over to see satoru flailing his arms around trying to get your attention and suguru miserably sliding his palm over his face.
a sweat drop forms on your forehead. it wasn’t uncommon for prey to sit next to predators. the world was slowly innovating into something more tolerable and every community was becoming more comfortable with being around various hybrids.
but a tinge of caution still lingered within you. it was only the second week of school and gojo was already so fond of you (geto too!). you were a bit high strung on the idea of sitting next to the wolf but after getting a sneak peek of his dorky personality, you suppose it wouldn’t you do any harm.
“g-good morning geto-senpai. and gojo-senpai.” you show them a gesture of deference to the upperclassmen, softly bowing to the two.
“gee, y/n-chan. you’re so formal. loosen up a bit will ya’? i don’t bite... unless you want me to?” gojo bares his fangs and he leans towards you as he bites at the air, hearing the loud clank of his jaws snapping together, you flinch as you took a step back.
geto slaps the back of gojo’s head to which the boy massages the spot where he was hit, muttering multiple ouches at the growing pain.
the corner of geto’s eyes creases as he smiles. “don’t mind him. after a week of seeing him you should know how much of an idiot he is.” gojo’s exaggerated gasp causes your classmates to turn their heads and quirk an eyebrow.
“i’m not an idiot!”
“oh yeah? prove it.”
“ok then. guess who got a hundred on their test yesterday?”
“gojo, that was a class survey. there was no score at the end.”
“well i made up one and that’s what i got so shut up!”
geto lets out an annoyed huff, not planning to further indulge in an argument he can never win (at least when’s its with someone as stubborn as gojo). he just hopes he brought his pills with him today.
he pats the empty seat to his right. “whatever. come sit down next to me, y/n. gojo would only bother you for the rest of class if you sit next to him.” unable to muster up the courage to refuse his offer, you make your way over to the empty chair, getting ready to set your backpack down and get ready for class.
“nuh uh,” not even a second later you feel arms wrap around your waist and tug you away from geto. the fox perked up from the unpredicted action and gojo clenched his eyes and stuck his tongue out at his friend.
“y/n-chan wants to sit next to me. isn’t that right, little bunny?~” you feel your body tingle as gojo smothers his face in your neck. his pointed ears flick against your cheek as he nearly suffocates you with his unwanted affection.
“um... yes?”
“yay! she agreed with meee.”
“barely.”
unpacking your common daily materials out of your bag, yaga-sensei walks into the doors of the classroom, carrying multiple documents and what you assume to be assignments under his arm. he bids his students a quick ‘morning’ and everyone replies exhaustingly.
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fifteen minutes in yaga’s teaching session, your notebook is filled with important notes and paragraphs that uttered out of your teacher’s mouth. you looked forward to hear all of the wise words yaga presented you with.
gojo sighed beside you — bored out of his mind as he skillfully twirls the mechanical pencil between his fingers.
he looks to his right to see geto paying attention to board at the front of the class, occasionally looking down to copy what was displayed. he looks to his left and finds you doing the same thing.
ugh. was anybody here not a total nerd? just where the hell did they plan to use the pythagorean theorem? all of them were just wasting their time (unless they plan on being a mathematician but thats very uncool in gojo’s standards).
since no one can cure his boredom, he guess he has to do it himself.
gojo takes a closer look at you. your hair was out and decorated with purple hair clips. your brows furrowed cutely when you try to understand whatever it was yaga was saying, nibbling the top of your pen in deep thought — he mentally notes to remember not to touch the pink pen whenever it was near.
your black thigh highs squeezed your thighs beautifully and the skirt that came with your uniform laid delicately around the swerve of your hips. though your jacket didn’t leave much to the imagination he was able to tell that you had decent sized rack.
gojo purred at the thought of wrapping his palms around them, gushing at its tenderness and bounce whenever he’d slap them, consuming in your short yip when the pain spreads across your breasts.
then it started to dawn on gojo: just how innocent were you? it all had to be an act. there’s no way you can genuinely be as gullible as you are. there has to be a catch to it — maybe if gojo juuuust...
moving his fingers in a walking motion toward your legs, he feathers his touch across them, azure eyes gazing at how your body stiffens when he slides his finger in the enclosed space of your thigh highs.
you try to move away from him but gojo just dragged you closer by pulling your leg.
“g-gojo-senpai,” your voice was hushed. you didn’t turn to face the wolf as you spoke. “what are you doing?”
“i’m just messin’ around. your socks look so cute on you, y/n-chaaan~” he lifts the hem up and releases and a smack erupts from the contact of the fabric hitting your skin.
“ah! gojo-” he squeezes your leg as a small warning and brings a finger to his lips.
“keep it down. we’re in class remember?” thankfully, nobody seemed to notice the sound you made — looking around and still seeing everyone doing their own thing (geto was too focused on the phone he had hidden under the table, not looking forward to hearing his teacher yelling out his name and confiscating his device).
you nod your head. perhaps you can ignore it and go back to writing your notes. you glance at the clock above the door — class was almost over. what can go wrong?
“nngh-”
gojo’s smooth hand trails further up your thigh and eventually makes it to the spot gojo craved for, rubbing his middle and ring finger against your covered pussy. he grins from ear to ear when he felt how wet you were through the material. what a surprise coming from the timid, little bunny.
you gripped your pencil so tightly you were sure it was going to snap into two. you felt as he circled his finger around your sensitive bud. you could sense the fluids emerging from your pussy with each enticing swirl.
“hmm, let’s see what going on under these filthy panties...”
he dove his hand inside, looking forward at the teacher, pretending to listen as he forms his fingers into a ‘v’ shape and strokes the space besides your clitoral hood. you clench your legs together to try and stop him but that did absolutely nothing.
he teases his fingers at the edge of your entrance for a little while until your bottom lip juts out to pout, needy for more of his touch. he quietly chuckles before dipping inside your wet cavern. you suppress your moan by leaning down on your desk to cover your head — savoring how your senpai’s digits glided across the ridges in your needy cunt. you were so immersed on what going on in your undergarments that you barely heard yaga say your name.
“-y/n.” his blunt tone shoots through your ear canal and you abruptly sit up.
“y-yes sir?” you question, fighting the moan that rendered at the back of your throat.
“were you paying attention or were you too busy sleeping?” he awaits your response for the imposing question. even with those shades on, you knew there was a hard stare that was directed at you. geto turns to what was going on besides him, pondering at the way you stutter in embarrassment and how you let out soft squeaks in almost every sentence.
“n-n-no sir. i’m sorry. my head was just- ugh.” oooh that spot. that spot gojo hit just now. it felt so good. so heavenly. but you can’t get distracted. not now. stop gojo. please please please stop.
“ms. y/n? are you ok? do you need to go to the nurse’s office?” gojo’s pace quickens and you feel the pressure stifling your core. you bite your lip.
“i’m... fine, yaga-sensei. please continue teaching. i’m sorry for disrupting you.” yaga kept his gaze on you and you attempt to make the most normal face as possible. you felt his eyes skim over your features in search of spasms and irritations — after what felt like an eternity, he finally bought it, turning back around to resume where he left off.
your apprehension left your body once his attention was no longer on you and you trained your mind back to the matters at hand. gojo felt your pussy clasp around him harder — a sign that you were close to coming.
“you’re going to come while you’re in class? surrounded by all of your fellow classmates?” he mockingly questions. his perverse eyes lingered on your panting lips — legs quivering whenever you felt yourself getting closer to your approaching release.
“what if someone sees you?-” a vision of multiple eyes staring at your flustered body, heating up and shaking as gojo finger fucks the inside your leaky cunt to oblivion entered your mind.
“-nanami?” gojo’s whisper fans across your cheek as he leans closer to your side. you could hear the indistinct squelching coming from your pussy.
“-shoko?” it felt so good when his thumb kneaded at your pulsing clit. it beats at every stroke and flick — maintaining the build up that tickled your abdomen and kissed your g-spot.
“-geto?” fuck fuck fuck. you were there. it was coming. you were going to come right on this seat and stain it with your scent.
“do you even care?” gripping his wrists as you neared the end your nails pierced his skin.
“goo- gojoo, im coming. oh my god im going to come-”
he goes faster. faster than you can possibly imagine and you just know some people already noticed what gojo was doing to you under this desk. so dirty and libidinous and you didn’t do anything but spread your legs like a whore and give it to him. to let him do whatever he wished.
“you can do it, yes, good girl, come on. come all over my fingers. let everyone know how much of a slut you are that you’d even let a classmate finger you during the middle of class.”
you were getting there. just a little more, gojo. just... right... the-
RIIING RIIING
gojo retracts himself from the sound of the school bell and you bang your hand on the desk when you were denied of your orgasm. students started to pack their things to prepare for their next class.
“ok class, we’ll be reviewing this stuff tomorrow. class dismissed. have a good day.”
you try to catch your breath. you were irritated. so so irritated. orgasm denial wasn’t the best feeling in the world. you glared up at gojo but your eyes widen once he puts his fingers in his mouth — keeping eye contact as he seductively licked your sticky fluids off the base of his fingers.
he leans down to your ear once he finishes. “you taste so good, y/n. i could just eat. you. up.”
geto pushed him aside to helped you up (which you appreciated). “are you ok, y/n.”
“y-yeah, im ok. just a little headache is all.” geto’s eyes widens in realization once he remembers the bottle of pills in his bag and struggles to get them out.
“i have some pain relievers if you’d like to take some.”
“no it’s fine-”
“she’ll be fine, you worrywart.” the loud wolf slings his arm around your shoulder as you all walk out the classroom, cheesing at the fox behind him. his glare was harsh.
“i’m just being the better friend.” gojo waves him off, scratching the itch under his nose.
“yeah yeah, whatever.”
shoko shows up with nanami to her right and you all start to converse with one another as you make your way to your next class. shoko even pointed out what happened during class when yaga called on you but you just laugh it off.
during the whole time you were together, gojo didn’t let you go.
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©𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 @dilftaroooo. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.
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dilftaroooo · 3 years
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clingy angry overprotective catboy/wolfboy sukuna bf brainrot go brrrr
✰ tags/tw: breeding, scratching, possessiveness.
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im making sukuna a catboy bc its more cute.
it’s quite enervating, actually. so much so that you can’t invite guests over without having them feel threatened by the sharp pupils of the aggressive feline who glared from across the room, growls rumbling in the depths of his chest as he watches your incomer get a bit too close to you — his mate.
“h-hey, sukuna. how’s it going?”
‘how’s it going’ they say. ‘how’s it going’...? it’s going down to shit now that they’re there disturbing his and your time together. why did you bring home a piece of worthless shit like them anyway?
“it’ll be wonderful if you get the fuck out-” “sukuna!”
it’s evident on how possessive he is over you. when surrounded by your friends (or people who are too loose around you, specifically) he’ll wrap his arm around your waist, eliciting a small yelp as he pulls you in closer; he’ll mark your skin with purple blemishes to convey the idea that you are his, and if that’s not enough expect his lips to slap against yours for the most aggressive makeout you can ever imagine (in front of you friends too. that should show them just exactly who you belong to).
but what makes you think all of that is enough? your wet hole filled to the brim with his cum and the red jagged lines covering his back as you scream for mercy in his ears should be enough to satisfy him.
bonus: and make sure you give him soft head pats after the deed. his purrs are so loud and sometimes you’ll see your cute catboy dozing off on your chest with his mouth agape <3
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dilftaroooo · 3 years
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imagine waking up to gojo masterbating but he cums on ur face 😕🙏
✰ tags: masturbation, cumshot, facial, gojo being a poo poo head but thats nothing new
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im so certain gojo has enough douchebaggery in him to actually do this.
he couldn’t resist how innocent you looked sleeping as the light of the incoming sunrise glowed against your soft skin — a firm grip was wrapped around the base of his pale cock while he jerked himself off at the ethereal sight of you.
“what a pretty girl, all you’re doing is sleeping and yet it’s still enough to turn me on. the shit you do to me-” he was already considerably wet thanks to his precum and your drool, swiping up the sagging moisture from your lips for much more smoother thrusts.
you could’ve sworn you heard an eager coo of your name so waking up to see the source was only natural.
what isn’t natural was the hot substance of gojo’s cum shooting across the apex of your face; hitting your forehead and the bridge of your nose with clenched teeth and another desperate call of your name.
“whoops, sorry babe~” he giggles. leaning down to kiss your cheek, avoiding the sticky fluids that he dirtied you with.
you’re a bit confused ‘til you see him stuff himself back in his pants and feel something running down the curve of your forehead. you made sure you gave him an earful that morning.
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dilftaroooo · 2 years
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Not a request bb just wondering what you thing Getos fav position is 😗
bestie lemme tell you.
I think Sugu is a very intimate person; not only does he care to see that your body reacts to his nimble touches he also cares to see the faces you make for each loving caress.
Just how far back under your eyelids will your eyes go when he taps against that sensitive spot inside you? Will your brows furrow and lips form an ‘o’ when his breath tickle across your neck? Will you end up biting your lip until you break the skin once his lips kiss your clit? These are things a man like Suguru Geto must know. So here are Sugu’s top three positions:
003. CHAIR COWGIRL
Its a perk (no pun intended) to have your tits displayed perfectly in his view, they’re (depending on your height) at eye level as well and only a breath away from ringing his lips around your attentive nipples. This position can always ensure a firm grip on the flesh of your ass while he pummels into you in a vanilla yet imposing sense. Not only that but the clear look on your face is presented perfectly than any Michelin dish, so ready to make a lewd expression right in front of his sharp eyes. He consumes it by tugging on your bottom lip with his teeth, reinforcing with another thrust for extra flavor: your moans.
Only downfall would be how restrictive the movement is. A chair can move but so much and if so its stagnant. Suguru is a strong man, its not that he can’t go hours in that chair thrusting upwards, it just isn’t too much of a comfortable position which puts it third on his list. (Though he could make you do all of the work, just what type of man would that make him? A type like Gojo).
002. THE SEASHELL
Suguru would be lying if he said this position wasn’t amusing to him—legs raised and arms tunneled underneath your kneecaps, you resemble a pretzel. A cute look on you. Its a more flexible position than the previous, he’s able to raise his hips to a good extent and slam back into you at full thrust. Your yelps are louder than usual and your expressions are remarkable. Just what he lives to see. Sometimes he rests his digits on the plush of your thighs or traces circles around your clit to keep his hands busy, he loves to give his princess what she deserves.
Though it may be an entertaining position, he can’t risk getting his lover hurt in such a lecherous way, for both your undying pleasures. He’d like a position where you aren’t folded in half like some foldable chair. because of this, this one takes the silver medal.
001. SIDE-BY-SIDE
Hmm… a relatively convenient position that is not only comfortable but also less restrictive and he gets to see your face? He must’ve killed two birds (or three) with one stone. Thankfully, this is yet another position where Suguru can have full access to your ass (a good day to be an ass man), delicately using his fingertips to jiggle the large flesh in delight. He doesn’t need to see it directly for he already knows by memory just how bouncy your ass is. And he knows how consistent the bounce would be as he continues to clap his pelvis against yours. Fuck, does he love to hear the syllables of his name slur from your mouth as you struggle to keep your eyes from watering. He can feel your tits press against his pecs seductively and he always groan when he senses how prominent your nipples are sliding on his skin.
Your leg wrapped around his thigh is an amazing feature that he’s glad to have, it adds on to both his and yours intimacy, making it first on his list <3
was it rlly necessary for me to write the preferred sex positions of a fictional character with such detail? Yes, yes it was. happy bday sugu ahaha totally not late at all.
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dilftaroooo · 3 years
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tbh kissing during sex makes everything so intimate. i love imagining sukuna/geto/gojo fucking me from behind meanwhile he spits in my mouth and then continue to grab my throat and messily make out with me until I swallow his spit. “Swallow it, slut/babygirl.”
Ahhh… this shit makes my toes curl. <3
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tags/tw: spitting, degradation, dumbification.
gojo + sukuna are the ones that will make sure to build up as much spit as possible, sucking the saliva from around the soft flesh of their mouths’ before gathering a big heap of it onto the base of their tongues’. taut fingers will travel around the curve of your neck as they tilt your head back. of course sukuna is the most aggressive of the two, slapping your tear-stained cheek before grunting out, “oi, open your fucking mouth, whore. come on i know you hear me—....there ya’ go.”
and gojo is just as childish as ever, “mkay, pumpkin. say ‘ahhhhh’ for me~! here comes my spit.”
it’ll be an indirect kiss as you see their bodily fluids flow past their lips and onto your awaiting tongue and its already so warm for you! make sure you swallow it too. they don’t care how cum dumb you are, they’ll stop beating against your sloppy little cunt until they hear that exaggerated gulp!
geto is much softer than the two; he’d spit into your mouth, reveling in the way your throat bobbed as you swallowed his glob of saliva before leaning down to kiss you. your tongues would be waltzing like a starry night in a ballroom, both your fluids branding their own mixture together. it was such a heartfelt moment — too bad you couldn’t process it, not with how geto’s reddened tip was pounding at your cervix and making your head numb and pussy cream.
“helloo~? can you hear me in there? hehe, guess not, you are my dumb baby after all <3”
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dilftaroooo · 3 years
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dio's so fuckin nasty dawg. he'll fuck his darling in front of a mirror until she's tired, crying and whining; "too much.. t-too much—" but he's sadistic asf so he'll keep going. he wants to look at her squirt through the mirror and watch his cum gush out of her pussy 🥱🤤
tags: overstimulation.
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your body would be trembling from the pins and needles pricking your nerves during your intense orgasm. your fluids would squirt onto the mirror to which dio held a carnal fascination to and greed will overrule his desires. you would shake your head when he’d slowly pick up his speed, from languid jolts to vigorous pummels, voluntarily overstimulating you to oblivion.
“n-no. no more. please, dio...”
“you can take it, darling. just be good for me, yeah? let me see that pussy squirt for me again-”
this mf is real nasty EEUUUGH
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dilftaroooo · 3 years
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This video is Geto and y/n
y/n saying “I can’t take it baby it’s too much” and Geto continues to destroy her shit
tags: nsfw link.
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no bc geto would definitely do some shit like that. he’d make sure to hold your wrists to your lower back as he rams his cock inside you, sending you on the verge insanity as you feel his prominent veins glide smoothly against your sopping wet hole.
your only job is to sit there and take his dick <3
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dilftaroooo · 3 years
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Hellooooo, congrats on the followers! You deserve them and many more! I was wondering, can I request dog!Toji where he’s the alpha and reader is the omega? However reader managed to get him into a type of bdsm for his heat and she even uses a leash on him to tug on to make him fuck her harder😖 Maybe he even breaks out somehow? You can go all out! I love everything you make. Thank you and again congrats!
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𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: female reader (bunny hybrid), race/ethnicity is not mentioned.
𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2.1k+
𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: toji finds himself in a restrictive predicament you forced him into, but your spotlight will soon diminish.
ty bestie! and ty for the sexy ass request🤤
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒/𝐓𝐖: sugar baby toji, 69, deepthroating, pussy eating, pet play (leash and collar), rough sex, temporary(💀) femdom, dumbification, breeding kink, degradation, orgasm denial, asphyxiation, intense ruts, mentioned anal.
𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄 𝟏𝟔 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓.
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toji was never the type to relinquish himself to anyone. that’s just who he’s known for (reason why he left the zenin clan to find his own path). being ordered and demanded was something that never settled right with him. he was his own person and he will make his own rules, and he’d be damned if some bastard with barely any self earned respect was gonna boss him around.
now of course if money was the outcome, toji wouldn’t refuse; money is what makes the world go ‘round, he always believed. he wouldn’t hesitate if it meant getting a few extra bucks but that doesn’t mean he’d completely sacrifice his personal life to follow the directive of his employer. toji takes no shit from anybody.
unless “anybody” was you.
the prissy and proper daughter of the ceo of a manufacturing company is who you are — feigning your innocence with a soft peck on your father’s cheek chanting out an “i love you, daddy!” as your bunny ears bounce when you jump up to hug the elderly rabbit. his hearty laughs always rumble against your chest and fill in the gaps of the humongous room.
during one of the mundane meetings toji had to attend to, he certainly didn’t miss your presence standing next to the tall figure of your father, arm tangled with his as you observed him quietly. he would share small little glances with you, shooting you a cunning smirk whenever he found the right timing. he would catch you staring and you’d look away, pouting those cute lips of yours in embarrassment — proving just how coy you were.
needless to say, toji found his way to woo you, wrapping your vulnerable self around the thickness of his finger, having the easy ability to adjust your grip. the facile task earned him with whatever he wanted; you loved to spoil him rotten with the money your father would lend you and toji never complained.
though he might be taking advantage of you (and the money in your back pocket), the black wolf cared for you deeply. during the span of your relationship it grew from faux adoration to authentic devotion. toji couldn’t resist from finding you the most adorable thing on the planet.
toji found you captivating, he was slowly being put at your mercy, snaking around your finger as you do with his. you both seemingly couldn’t get enough of each other. he was so lovesick over you that he even allowed you to tie him on the california king sized bed (well, not really).
his rut had rocket his libido and toji initially wanted to just bend you over the kitchen countertop and rail you against the marble surface, but you had other plans, telling him that you wanted to try something new tonight before leading him up to the bedroom.
wet kisses were exchanged before opening the door to your spacious room. easing him down on the bed you grind yourself on his cock, the only barrier keeping you from the real thing was both of your undergarments.
digging his fingers in the thick flesh of your ass to increase the pressure of your pelvis on his, he growls when he smells the heady scent of your needy pussy under your skirt, your fluids dampened the material of your thongs with each hungry stroke and stained the designer pants you bought for him — no worries, you’ll just buy him a new pair or two.
“fuck babygirl, you want this more than i do. shit, lemme see this greedy cunt of yours.” ignoring your protest he moves the ivory thong to the side, enthralled by the juices that flowed out of you and leaked on his already soaked jeans.
“t-toji, wait a minute, will ya’? i wanna show you somethin’.”
“well hurry it up doll. don’t keep me waiting long or i’ll fuck that pussy without warning.” you trace your fingers against his chest, teasing the scarred skin of his toned abs up to his small nipples, circling around the small hard bud. toji softly sighs at the ministration, too distracted by the tingling spreading throughout his chest to realize the fuzzy pink cuffs and collar you grabbed from under the pillow.
“that feels good, love. why don’t you go ahead and take my pants- wha—hey!—what the hell... y/n...!” toji struggles against the tight restraints, your ears twitch as you hear the rattling of the chains and you cutely giggle.
“aww, toji~ don’t panic. i’m gonna help you feel good. that’s what you want, right?” you reveal the pink collar covered in multiple hearts around the circumference, shaking it front of his glowered face, happily mocking him.
unbuckling the belt of the collar you lean the strap to his neck. “let me put this around you.” when you tightened it, he growls lowly at how the decoration of the restrictions contrast with his physical exterior. you reel back to take in the sight in front of you.
collar wrapped firmly around his neck and toji’s ears flatten with indignation — you could even see his sharp fangs sticking out from above his snarled lip. he glared under hooded lids and you would’ve been frightened to death if it wasn’t for how adorable he looked in this new getup.
“you look so cute, toji!” clasping your hands together with a clap of success and tilting your head in admiration. it was obvious that toji was irritated with the “splendid” idea you had in mind.
furrowing his thin eyebrows to object your silly devise. “very funny, y/n. now open the cuffs. and get this stupid fucking collar off of me.”
you shake your head. it wasn’t going to be that easy. “nuh uh! no can do.” turning yourself around until your ass was pressed on top of his nose, feeling him muffle under the weight as you unzip his flyer to pull out the heavy shaft. precum shyly peeked out the tip and you web the consistency with your fingers.
“wooah. you’re dripping... are you turned on, wooolfy?~” you wiggle your hips to which he groans at the sweet taste of discharge spilling all over his tongue. he sweeps up the fluids like it’s his last meal and you quiver lightly at the rough texture of his wet appendage gliding across your puffy clit.
“oooh the big bad wolf is eating out the fragile little bunny! it feels so goood.” stroking under the head of his cock you take him in your plump lips and swirl your tongue around his hot girth before swallowing him in whole. you gag as you consume his length, nose hitting his balls at the base.
toji’s hips jolt at the motion and you move back slightly, enough to catch a fresh breath of air. “tho’ big.” you muffle before going back down.
“gug-ack-!”
you gargle louder when the hard thrust of toji’s hips slap your face. slobber poured down the length of his dick as you were forcibly swallowing him in. toji was seeking release with each tempting pummel of his hips in your wet cavern, his core was ready to burst into a heap of overwhelming pleasure.
but much to toji’s dismay, you release yourself from his aching cock to which he lets out a deep growl beneath you.
“you don’t get to come. not yet. but-” tugging the leash upwards to smoosh toji’s face harder to your dripping folds, you moan out when his nose buries deeply in the crevice of your ass and his tongue delves in your tight little hole.
“-i can.”
rutting your hips, you reached your high and came all over his face — drowning him with your fluids while your body convulses with astounding pleasure. lifting yourself off you were instantly met with a string of curses.
“i swear to fucking god, y/n, let me go. you’re pissing me off and if you go any further i’ll combust.” hovering your pussy above him, you hold his stiff member to angle at your sopping entrance, thirsty to put him inside of you.
“is that so? hmmm that’s good.” you and toji both moan in sync once you lowered yourself down, his large girth spreads your pussy apart at an intense extremity you couldn’t help but tilt your head back when he pokes at your cervix.
“toji... look,” leaning the weight of your body backwards in order for toji to capture the sight beholden to him; his dick was swallowed down to the brim by your greedy pussy, clit rubbing against his pelvis as you showcased all your glory. “look at how i eat you up. you’re so big inside of me.”
your hips raise off him and you spread your lips with your index and middle finger before slamming yourself down. a wet squelch emerges from the sexes that were connected with each other like a lock and key. you plant your hands on toji’s heaving chest to get ready to set your pace.
“fuuuck. y/n.” he looks up to see your breasts bouncing with every rise and downfall of your stuttering hips. you pout at toji’s unproductiveness and you tug at his leash once more.
“don’t just lay there. fuck me!” the filth coming out of the small bunny’s mouth lit a flame within the wolf and he initiates a pace to match yours. the bed shakes whenever his powerful hips increases their tempo. you both were submerged in the intense rut in the moment. he had you dripping so much, cream skimmed across his length and you swipe the thick fluid with your fingers, hoisting it up to your mouth to steal a taste.
“mmm delicious.~” you lean down to share your mouthwatering taste by kissing toji’s salivating lips (even though toji had more than enough from earlier). cock rubbing against your slimy walls and battering that stimulating spot in you, your moans were obnoxious when you felt a knot form in your core yet again and you were destined to chase it.
moaning near his neck, you focus on moving your hips faster to grasp the nearing climax that was soon to be gifted to you. “i’m gonna come again... toji-”
snap.
...oh no
you weren’t even spared the opportunity to glance at the broken cuffs as a big hand easily grips at your neck and you’re met with the toothy grin of your lover — his slitted eyes more dangerous now that he was free.
“now, now. i told you to let me go, little bunny. but you didn’t listen.” slamming you down on the satin covered bed he lifts one of your legs up to your head, hand still wrapped around your small neck, refraining any oxygen from coming in.
“now the big bad wolf really is gonna eat you up.” your mouth widens to let out a silent scream once his broad hips slams into you, your tits jerk at the motion and tears run down your cheek once he prods at your cervix again.
“-orry. t-toji.” you barely utter and toji lets out a hysterical laugh.
“apologizing a little too late, don’t ya’ think? i gave you your chances and you blatantly ignored every single one of them. now let me punish this cunt as i fuck you into the dumb bunny that you’re made to be.”
you shrivel and you tremble — your pussy continues to be ravished with his abusive thrusts. the sloppy noises arouse the wolf more. coming close to knotting in you due to you edging him from his orgasm. he retracts his fingers from choking you and you elicit an exaggerated gasp.
“get ready, baby. you’re gonna catch my knot and you’re gonna tell that daddy of yours that you’ll be pregnant with my pups.” you couldn’t even speak until toji snapped you out of your seductive trance.
“who’s this pussy belong to?” he inquired. you find it difficult to form words when you were being fucked like this. toji slaps your cheek with watered down strength; enough to hurt you but not enough to bruise your skin.
“y-you...! it belongs- to you.”
“and who’s gonna fill this pussy with cum?”
“you are.”
he rewards you with a kiss by your obedience.
“good bunny.”
and with the finished sentence of his praise, he comes inside you like no tomorrow — solidifying his hips on yours, preventing you from escaping.
“yeah thaaat’s right. good bunny. good girl.”
he pulls out to whistle at the the excessive amount of cum leaking out your hole. you spread your cheeks wider for him to see, raising your ass higher so he can observe at a good angle.
wiggling your hips as you whine out to him, “mooore mooore~” in your cum dumb state. toji’s smirk never faltered as he replaced your hands with his.
“never planned on stopping. but-” instead of your slit, he guides his dick to your tight asshole and you writhe about, muttering soft no’s to his cock slowly protruding to tight ring of muscle.
“now i want to try something new-”
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©𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 @dilftaroooo. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.
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dilftaroooo · 2 years
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imagine just giving best friend choso a helping hand
not like a friends with benefits situation, just randomly one day he has a boner and you reach down to help him. then go back to whatever you were doing previously 🧎🏾‍♀️.
✰ tags: awkward handjobs + random hard pp + no pronouns mentioned so gn!reader + friends w benefits but not rlly??? + cumshot + scenario is second nature to choso and reader.
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due to how long occurrences like this have happened (which has been resolved each time), you giving him a handjob wouldn't suprise him in the slightest but when this tension first began, it was the complete opposite.
beginnings are always awkward; the first time choso grew a boner right in front of you, both of you were astonished (choso more so embarrassed than anything). he just had to get hard in front of his friend WHILE he was next to you? he'd stand from the couch he was previously sitting on and struggle to hide the obvious bulge between his legs with the width of his hand.
"i'll... *cough* i'll just go." despite him not looking in your direction you just knew crimson red painted his face. you almost smirked at the cruelty of his self-conciousness but you hold in the bubbling rise of your smile and grab ahold of his jacket.
"let me help. don't be a pussy." the tone of your words juxtaposed the situation at hand; you were so... calm? though, deep down your stomach churned at the insight of his response (if he had one, that is)
of course choso was reluctant but with an offer like that he just couldn't refuse.
it was a tense handjob you gave him; occassional eye contact to which you would both rapidly look away in mild shame, the squelches of his dripping precum lapping against your palm, soft grunts when you trace your thumb around his slit. it was new but it wasn't bad.
now handjobs are given with ease (and not with much thought) as your right hand controls the functions of your phone screen while the left is lazily stroking choso's cock; who is bucking his hips as he watches the latest tv series everyone wouldn't stop talking about. his climax is evident with each heavy breath he inhales and he's squirming at the flutter in his abdomen but you just double tap on a post or two on instagram.
with quick agility though, you quickly retract your hand from his dick before he comes, the substance flying towards his shirt and the unbuckled belt of his jeans. you turn to look at the mess he made and smirk:
"hehe, you didn't catch me that time." you snort before bringing your attention back to your phone.
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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
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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
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dilftaroooo · 3 years
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i wanna ride Sukuna’s face and pull at his hair meanwhile his hands are under neath me, slapping my thighs and his teeth tugging at my clit ;( [because of sukuna’s big fat ego he’d probably be mad at me for tugging at his hair too roughly, sorry you’re eating my pussy so good, geez !!! >:( ]
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he likes to bury his nose in your pretty little clit while his tongue gushes with your sweet pussy juices <3 he’s feeling a bit selfless today so he’ll let you suffocate him between the plushiness of your thighs. he loves to reward his princess during intimate times like these.
your yelps will merge with your breathy moans when you feel the sharp contact of sukuna’s palm hit your sensitive skin and your squeals will fill the living room as you feel his lips grip around your clit. “nngh... sukunaaaa” god, he loves to hear you whine for him. such an impatient little thing.
and anon he fucking loves it when you tug on his hair. where’s the fun without it? he likes to feel the pain spread across his scalp as he gives you the most impeccable head that there is to imagine. he knows he’s making his babygirl feel so good when your finger tightly locks around his hair and you start to grind your hips harder against him.
you are his ego booster.
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dilftaroooo · 2 years
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✰ tags/tw: femdom!reader + sub!gojo + he needs to be put in his place + degradation + oral (f. receiving) + bathroom sex + barely proofread.
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Gojo’s desires was an inconvenience to you—a wretched burden as cerulean orbs gazed at you (despite the black cloth surrounding his eyes, you could still feel holes being burned into your skin) from across the table in unconcealed lust. His powerful stare can’t be ignored as it infringed with your composure. You know what it is he wants, know what it is he’s thinking about as he seductively licks his glossed lips the middle of a fucking meeting.
Did the World’s Strongest Whore ever find it in him to overpower his libido to at least pay attention to his surroundings?
No, not really. It’s futile for a possibility such as that. So he continues to tease you. Leaning back in his chair and manspreading those long ass legs, his hand hovers over his crotch as his eyes remain on your seated figure, he can tell you’re ignoring him but how long can you keep that act for?
Not for too long as he tilts his head to the side and the rough bite of his bottom lip becomes overemphasized. It appears that no one in the room noticed it but you, even from your sharp peripherals. You crane your head slowly to the tall bundles of annoyance and he snorts to himself when he sees your eye begin to twitch—bingo.
Gojo had you exactly how he wanted you: close to the edge. It’s just one more push, a faint breath away from getting you to fall over that cliff and sink into a void of unrestrained lividity. Luckily for him, he had an idea. A spectacular one.
‘Come. And. Fuck. Me.’ He mouthed.
It would be unintelligible to others, but to you? To you it was as clear as any crystal. You didn’t need for him to recite his words because you already got it on the first try. You wished you didn’t because now you’re heated.
The scrape of the floor from the legs of your chair overlaps your superior’s words and you cover the verbal intrusion with a feign apology. “I am terribly sorry for interrupting you, Principal Yaga, but may I have word with Gojo? It will only be a minute.” Your chest is inflated and shoulders broadened as you perform with utmost professionalism, a typical attribute you tend to have.
Principal Yaga is seen gazing at Gojo, wondering if it’s something he did which he has an inkling that his assumption is correct because it’s Satoru Gojo. He can trust you with him. So he offers a curt nod before he sees the two of you exit the room. No one was sure of your intentions but if they heard that you dragged Gojo to the bathroom to punish him with the suffocation of your pussy, they wouldn’t believe it.
Your pencil skirt and red thong pools around your heels when you hastily discarded them as soon as the door clicked shut. You didn’t need to give Gojo a queue for he was already down on his knees with hands patiently resting on his thighs. There is no foreplay, not at this hour and certainly not with his bratty fucking attitude. Brutal digits grip against silver locks and you immediately tug him towards your cunt, which is already dripping with your pleasure.
“Can’t believe you’re acting like a bitch in heat. You’re no better than a broad, Gojo. Is that what you consider yourself as?” You stance is riddled with dominance as you pull his hair more than needed, making him bury his long nose on top of your clit. “A broad with no damn morals. Just wanna get fucked pathetically by their co-worker.”
He laps at your juices with overwhelming joy, though with it’s saltiness he can easily subside the taste with the fulfillment of eating you out. Wet squelches erupt from both his lips and your cunt as you repeatedly thrust your hips into his face with no remorse, his nose becoming shiny with slick and blindfold becoming damp with precum, but you’re sure that the fucker doesn’t care. The tent subtlety rising in his pants was more than enough to know that he was thoroughly enjoying it.
“Fucking disgusting. Where has your “World’s Strongest” title gone now?” The title was nothing but comedic to you because you are well acquainted with this side of Gojo. This is how he acts behind closed doors. When no one is looking but you. Behind closed doors there is no curses, no students, no elders.
Just the delicate folds of your pussy as a heel presses upon his crotch because behind closed doors—you are his superior.
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