#🥮 — jujutsu kaisen

[darlingpwease]

It was me! I kidnapped Yuuta, fucked him full, and tied him up! he's not leaving till I get him pregnant >:3c

⌞ 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 ⌝

you were sure that someone as perfect as he was was given to you by fate — and you couldn't afford to miss him, even if someone found your methods... "radical".

CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour (kidnapping), established relationship [?], power imbalance, pet names, begging + drooling + crying, heavy talk about pregnancy & family-making, mind break [yuuta]

dubious consent (dubcon), somnophilia, sex marathon, heavy petting, unprotected sex / heavy breeding, dirty talk + possessive talk, belly bulge + deep penetration (cervix fucking), treatment (biting, mild choking g.), praise (g., r.), multiple orgasms (g.), hyperstimulation (g.), bondage (g., tied hands), forced orgasms (g.), fingering (g.), cum inflation (g.), mild degradation (g.), worshipping (r.)

WRITING STYLE: drabble (interlude + main chapter), ±3000 words; referencing yuuta's genitals as a 'hole', 'labia' / 'lips', 'womb', 'juice' / 'cum'

DARLINGS: yuuta okkotsu x reader; dom!reader, top!reader, dark!reader, dark!yuuta okkotsu

note: meanie,,, meanie!!! bring malewife back!!!!!</3333

Even despite power and usefulness, even despite tender maturity and loving gentleness, even despite external coldness and 'coolness' — Yuuta was still the same shy, timid sweetheart, looking at you with adoring doe eyes, catching your every glance, willingly following you anywhere, but blushing when you expose "too much" skin, especially if you touch him, forcing him to hide in a corner just to not look quite pathetically desperate. It doesn't matter how long you've been together, but it always seemed as if he would never be able to take you calmly, even if you one day start dating like normal persons, instead of awkward courtship and emotionally affecting games in which there are never winners, even if his sad puppy-dog eyes always make you wonder when is the right moment to ask him.

You didn't consider yourself particularly timid, especially when he tried so hard to show the green light, practically jumping into your hands, breathlessly offering you beautiful things as some kind of gifts to the deity, following you like your shadow, trying to snuggle up to you and asking if you have a type with a face so hot that you were worried for the first time, was there still embarrassment or is it already a fever; damn it, Yuuta gets up early in the morning to cook food for you, always brings you drinks, shivers slightly when touches your skin and always insists on using reverse technique so that you are safe and he knows that everything is fine with you; he calls you to ask you to meet him at the airport, makes sure that it is a convenient time for you during calls, regularly writes to you and sends photos, remembers all possible and impossible things about you, including the most insignificant, but whenever it seemed to you that now, it's time, the right time has come,

Yuuta ran away.

Sometimes metaphorically, sometimes literally, if you were too intimate and aware of this intimacy, letting him know what you want to talk about when press him into a corner, no longer reacting to his unconscious attempts to become even smaller than you — he immediately tries to hide, like a rabbit in front of a fox, regardless of whether it was really a "corner for negotiations" or a gentle purr about the need to discuss something important. If you were a little less knowledgeable, you'd think he's just not interested in relationships, but whenever Yuuta mentions his type (whose description surprisingly resembles you), or that he thought about starting a family "with someone strong enough and ready for such a step", or that he 'would like to stay with you forever if it means that you will never be apart', — you can't get rid of the obsessive feeling that he is trying to say something by playing hot-and-cold, but you might as well have turned to Gojo for love advice to understand why your beloved behaves like a clingy puppy to immediately start avoiding and hiding when you try to check.

Because, you are sure, one eccentric man definitely understands an equally eccentric guy who will eat from your hands and let you do whatever you want with him, following you into fire and water, allowing you to manage him and his fate on your own, but once you offer him a confession — and he is no longer here, as if you were a leper or crazy, seeing something shameful dirty in these innocent things. It will be wrong if he gets naked in front of you or sees your underwear, but if it's others, then it's absolutely fine; hey, if someone needs help, he will always help, he likes to help and be helpful, even if it's something creepy and strange like "please, let's exchange festival t-shirts, I like your... design... more," because Yuuta doesn't care about such details and he's 'not so shy to worry about his half-naked body' — as long as you're not looking, of course.

If someone bothers you, they should be driven away or scared away, but don't get him wrong, there's nothing strange about that — people can't be completely trusted, they want to scare you or take you away, but Yuuta won't let them, keeping you as the most precious thing he has, like a dragon pining over gold, and if he's not careful, someone will steal you, or even kidnap.

... He is being dramatic? He's not, he's not dramatic, and he's not possessive, and he's not fixated, and he's not weird, and he's not creepy, and he's absolutely not crazy about you at all — this is, this is security, and even if you're strong, even if you're potentially stronger than him, you have to be safe and hidden, do you understand? Next to him, letting him wrap around your arm, seeing everyone who is trying to get close to you, knowing that only he will always stay by your side while others will come and go. You're his, and he's yours, — but it's, it's not weird, and it's not wrong, and he's, he's keeping himself under control, do you see? He is safe, he is normal, he is absolutely adequate and he will be anyone, if that means he will be with you, no matter what he wants, pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease

DON'TLEAVEHIM

He's going to be a good boy.

The best boy.

The most obedient, gentle, harmless, innocent, weak, affectionate, patient, quiet, unpretentious,

the goodest boy.

He won't be demanding, he won't be stupid, he won't be needy or clingy, he will be the one you dreamed of, anyone you dreamed of, and will do whatever you want; maybe, maybe Rika taught him a thing or two, and maybe he himself has learned more a few, but he will be the very very very most most most most most

Your touches are like a burning flame,

almost illuminating everything in the semi-darkness of the room,

even when they are so weightless, almost sliding over his fabric while you hide face in his shoulder, thoughtfully stroking him, as if not paying attention to his ruddy face, which quickly becomes nervous from the realization that you are too thoughtful today. It's not that you've never been thoughtful, but you've never been so absorbed, as if trying to make a choice while playing with the clothes, easing the internal tension. For a moment he wants to ask if he is the cause of your current mood, but instead he starts breathing shorter so as not to disturb you, feeling breath on his neck, but not understanding whether he should stop you or watch where it leads, even if your fingers slide to the button — but makes a decision when covers it with palm when your fingers touch.

Yuuta can't help but tense up, feeling that the atmosphere is becoming more oppressive, but when you take your hand away, he hurriedly presses it back, looking at you with a complex expression, not letting you unbutton it, but also preventing you from leaving, feeling an unpleasant disgusting tangle in heart. It's not like he's playing with you, right? He's sincere, he wouldn't mind you unbuttoning his jacket and everything right now, but you, well, you can't. Not now. Not in the near future. He needs to deal with, uh, this first, and... only then you can do whatever you want.

You could hug after that, or even kiss, if you let him; maybe you would stop at holding hands, not wanting to move on, or, well, let him sleep with you not only "just in the same bed", but also sleep like not sleeping, but awake all night night, being alone and not turning on the light. Maybe you would like to call this relationship something like "dating", or "engagement", or "friends with benefits", or "marriage". Maybe you would like to live together and put things together like some kind of... family.

Maybe.

“Ah?! I— I don't— I don't know... I mean— I don't have anyone right now who would be willing to start a family with me, but if someone wanted to, then I would.”

“Pregnancy and children is a little... too much, and I do not know if I can be a parent, but if anything, then I... would like a baby if my spouse wanted to.”

“I am, I am ready to become a good parent — I can become a good parent, and for the sake of our child I will be as good as possible!.. "Our child", I mean, mine and my spouse's... yes... Just so it doesn't sound weird... Not in the sense that the thought of 'our child" sounded wrong, just... Oh.”

“No, no, it's okay, I trust you! You always do everything just for me; I know you care about me. I care about you too, I would like to always help you and be there for you if that's what you would like too.”

“Even if you give me poison, as long as it's from your hands, I'll willingly eat it...”

“... mhm...”

Yuuta is soft, sweet — both outside and inside; especially when his face is so rosy, with trembling eyelashes, breathing heavily when your hands touch his delicate skin, shaking even from the feeling of your breath on it; even if he is almost always cold, freezing, needing a lot of clothes so that his thin long fingers are not comparable to ice, inside he is hot and wet, so sticky that you are not sure that you can pull fingers out of him when gently push them, letting the juice leak due to the incessant trembling from another orgasm. His clit throbs as you continue to rub it, stretching his tight hole, taking care that the juice and lube inside make him perfect for later — you haven't even started yet, this is just preparation, even if you feel like you're starting to go crazy, wanting to fuck his slutty needy hole and stuff it so that his stomach will become full with you, impregnated by you, until the only thing Yuuta can think about is you and how soon you will make him bred again.

His body is beautiful, delicious, perfect, with wet soft thighs, on which red lines appear when you squeeze them, and the pretty gentle face, so serene that you can't help but want to kiss him — especially when he whines softly, as if restraining himself, while you touch, rub, squeeze, intoxicated realizing that if Yuuta were conscious, he would blush even more, looking with shiny wet eyes at how you push fingers into his greedy hole, forcing it to make even more squelching sounds, so loud that even his breathing and moans when you touch his clit, so red and swollen from hyperstimulation, cannot drown them out. Inside, Yuuta is slippery, wet, so hot and so messy that you probably didn't even need lube when his juice flows through your fingers again, mixed with his cum, flowing out again and again to ease your thrusts, needing to squeeze everything out of you and make sure you cum right in his womb, stuffing and filling to the brim when his body is ready for breeding.

His ovulation is in three days, — not so long to wait, — but you know that even so, if you cum inside today, filling up until your cum starts to flow out of him just from the fact that you lightly press on his soft belly, then Yuuta will surely get pregnant with you, with your baby, who will mature in his needy womb. The higher the amount of cursed energy in the body, the lower the fertility, especially for sorcerers, especially for the likes of you and him, but you have more than enough time to make sure that sooner or later Yuuta will become the parent of your baby, even if you have to fuck him every day and night until his body becomes addicted from you, whining loudly like an animal in need every time you thrust into his pliable hole, drooling while you bite his skin, arching backs so that it's easier to hold on to his hips, longing only for you to fuck him senseless, no matter whether you make him throw his legs over your shoulders, put him on all fours, let him lean on a tree — it doesn't matter as long as he is full of you as deeply as ever.

When Yuuta pulsates again on your fingers, squeezing, pushing his thighs apart to take deeper, letting the juice flow even faster down your palm and thick labia, you know that he has cummed again, but you don't stop, continuing to stroke his trembling hypersensitive body, ignoring even the way he whimpers, as if he is about to finally wake up and look at all the mess he has made, seeing how many times he shamelessly cummed on fingers while you were playing with him, treating his body like your toy, tying his hands tightly enough to easily be able to bend him into a mating press or make him to ride you, easily serving you to the wet sounds of his leaking juice, soaked his thighs and labia, taking you all the way, — and understanding what you will do next when you leave hands on his hips, not letting him get out,

as if he would let you.

Yuuta has never felt so painful, so wet, so stretched and so hot when his body is so painfully empty, even though Yuuta feels himself being gently squeezed — but this caress only makes eyes water from too many sensations, drooling from itchy emptiness and being crushed by sensations, not understanding what is happening to him besides how painfully sensitive his clit is, that even careful rubbing makes him whine, wanting to pull knees to his chest if his thighs weren't so soft and trembling, being able to only awkwardly squeeze someone's body between in an attempt to stop them, but even when his glazed eyes look at you, you can't help but feel elated, knowing what will happen next, unlike him, vaguely whining something because of confused mind, realizing that you are in front of him, but being unable to understand what is happening; even when his legs are on your shoulders, while Yuuta feels even more empty inside, feeling his hole throbbing with the need to continue, and the fact that this need only further clouds his mind, vaguely realizing that you want to 'do something' and no longer trying to stop, only warms you up more.

His eyes are wet, shiny when you reach for a kiss, squeezing his thighs with hands, gently asking if he is ready for you, you are about to breed him, and you want him to watch this; after all, this is your first time, even if you definitely spend a lot of time together in the future, especially if his womb is reluctant, — and Yuuta only looks at you with glassy eyes, breathing heavily, definitely realizing what is happening and why he is in such a position, but being unsure whether he should say "stop" or let you fill his hole prepared by you, letting you make your baby inside of him, which will bind you to each other forever,

just like he wanted,

because of which you will have no choice but to choose him and stay with him, having more and more children, making him your husband and part of your family,

AS YOU ARE OBLIGED TO

you chose that, right?

you have to take him with you and make him yours

just like you are hugging him in your arms now, hearing hot breath, feeling how his hole is about to take you inside and up to the womb, which you have to fill until the calendar on phone informs you that 'period delay is too long', his pregnancy has surely come while he is whining from another orgasm.

“I'm, of course I'm ready!.. I— I want your baby; I need you to do... it... inside. In my... w-womb and, like, in my... in me — until I'm yours.”

The velvet walls of Yuuta envelop you when you fill with one push, ignoring how he almost suffocates, instantly feeling so full that his not yet restored mind is crushed again, obeying the need to be fucked until his hole starts to hurt, even if it means losing consciousness from how sensitive his swollen clit is, responsive even to light contact with your skin, which is why he squeezes you tighter, wanting to force you to stay inside and move at the same time until he begins to suffocate from the intensity, hiding his head in your shoulder or in a pillow — it doesn't matter as long as you fuck him without a break, encouraging to humiliatingly cum even if Yuuta doesn't want to anymore, but can't fight with himself, crying with sick delight, forcing him to squirm under you and awkwardly move hips towards you.

Your second push is rougher, deeper, to such an extent that he can feel his stomach filling up with you, even if his uterus seemed too far away before — he can't help but realize with unhealthy delight that you can certainly reach it and rest against it, especially if he tries to throw his knees just a little higher on your shoulders, helping in breeding only by the fact that his soft pliable hole will give you more delicious friction, making you want to get as deep as possible into his slutty hole and cum, as if if you don't do it, then you will die, being unable to even make him scream from fucking senseless, until he's only able to keep his mouth open to grab air. His face is wet, hot, red, looking at you with delight, trying to kiss with whimpering, then at how you drive into him with a squelching sound, breeding his hole, squeezing only so that you stretch him again, ignoring even his inarticulate pleas for 'more' and 'deeper', 'cum inside', 'make me a baby'.

When Yuuta can't do it anymore, rolling eyes pitifully, feeling how his body, exhausted due to orgasms, can only greedily obediently accept everything you give, letting you do whatever you want — squeezing and biting, kissing, licking while he is vaguely realize that you are already close, ready to stuff womb, kneading his hot sensitive body, reacting even when everything before his eyes is floating, being unable to cling to anything other than the thought that you are about to cum inside, perhaps to the point that everything will flow out of him, considering how tight and easily squeezing he is, as soon as you leave his hole for a while, making him feel lonely, whining until you continue; teasing him, pushing the tip only to hear his whimpering and complaints mixed with pleas, enthusiastically shouting your name and how good he is, how good you are, how his whole body feels great while you hold him so close, needy kissing to drown out the flow of praise and adoration, soon becoming many times more intense and unstable with pleas to leave him filled with you forever, never make him be lonely and empty, he can't live without what you gave him today, he can't live without you, please please please please,

“Please please please please please please—”

make him think only about you,

which are interrupted when Yuuta becomes hoarse in his voice, enthusiastically realizing that you are cumming inside him, hugging tightly to you, so warmly and intimately, so close that his heart can't help but flutter, feeling your smell and the way your heart beats while his womb is gradually filling up, more and more, until everything it doesn't start to flow out of him — just so that you don't stop kissing him, ignoring even whiny sighs about when his skin is soaked with your cum.

... When you carefully slip out, Yuuta is almost close to a disappointed moan, if there were at least a little strength in his body, but he can only relax like a rag doll, letting you snuggle as you feel comfortable, carefully pushing the leaking sperm inside — and almost immediately pushing inside stretched hole, taking care of so that nothing leaks out until you wake up to breed him again, wetly kissing his hot face; Yuuta tries to respond in kind, but instead his body responds with sweet pain, which he first wants to cure, but then allows himself to relax, letting you instead hug and hold tightly to you, whispering how good Yuuta is, so obedient, it won't take long to make him pregnant, and these the words respond with warmth in his chest, hearing that you really plan to create a family with him, even if he is like that.

But one more kiss makes him forget about it, vaguely realizing that his hands are still tied — not that it would be a problem for him to untie them,

but instead he obeys, settling comfortably for sleep when your arms are wrapped around his waist. After all, he can always talk to you about it later; after all,

you now have all the time in the world.

#.spicy♡ #❖.my jewelry #🥮 — jujutsu kaisen #✉.yuuta okkotsu #sub yuuta okkotsu #sub jujutsu kaisen #yuuta okkotsu smut #yuuta okkotsu x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #dom reader #top reader #afab character #sub character #yandere yuuta okkotsu #yandere reader #🧸.dubcon #🧸.yandere au #🧸.somnophilia #🧸.breeding #🧸.rough sex #🧸.unhealthy #🧸.degradation kink #🧸.bondage #cw dark content

[mitsuyeaah]

MITSU’s ANONS

i’ve decided to make a list of which anons (emoji / character / name) are taken, feel free to come into my ask and claim one! i’m open to snk anons too, don’t be afraid to ask hehe (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

blog rules apply. in short, no minors & don’t be rude.

GENERAL/NAME ANONS

Winter - taken

EMOJI ANONS

🐯 - taken

🦋 - taken

🥮 - taken

💊 - taken

👀 - taken

💫 - taken

CHARACTER ANONS

— tokyo revengers

Sanzu - taken

Rindou - taken

Ran - taken

Hanma - taken

Mikey - taken

Kokonoi - taken

— blue lock

Bachira - taken

— haikyū!!

[none taken]

— jujutsu kaisen

[none taken]

— kimetsu no yaiba

Shinobu - taken

#mitsuyeaah

[sttoru]

⠀⠀𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀. 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘. 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐇𝐄𝐑. 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓&𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍.

general: name’s karina. twenty years old. infp/infj. can call me nicknames if you wanna. pet names are also welcome. was a personal account. turned it into a writing one on july 2023.

likes: cats. watching tv shows. drawing. talking to mutuals. having dumb conversations at three a.m. getting to know others. going on and on about my current obsessions. daydreaming. telling people compliments because i love when people are happy. using kaomojis or just.. :3.

dislikes: men. people who look for drama / hate 4 no reason. insects. summer heat. gossiping. people overstepping boundaries.

favorite shows: jujutsu kaisen. chainsaw man. attack on titan. saiki k. howl’s moving castle. ponyo. one piece. my happy marriage. spyxfamily. demon slayer. mp100. hell’s paradise. hxh & many more.

favorite characters: toji fushiguro. gojo. arthur morgan. maki zen’in. nobara kugisaki. mikasa ackermann. yona. mammon. yumeko jabami. kurapika. shion yamada asaemon. akito yamada. howl pendragon. shinobu kocho. blade. kaeya alberich. noé archiviste. aleksander (veil) & more.

favorite games: resident evil. walking dead. hsr. genshin impact. detroit: become human. stardew valley. omori. rdr2. valorant. gta. unpacking. any horror game tbh.

𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀'𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒: ☀️, 🧸, ♠️ , 🎀, 🐇, 🐾, 🛼, 🧟‍♀️, 💌, ⚜️, 🪸, 🪻, 🌙, 🗝️, 🗑️, 🌺, 🪼, 🤕, 🧿, 😶, 🤭, 🍓, 🥮, 🔠, 🥞, 🍋

#𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄.

[tetsuswhores]

Your favourite pâtissier

💘Samiha; Sami in short 💘She/her

💘19 💘South Asian sauce mommy (I’m Bangladeshi)

💘Pisces 💘ENTP

💘I’m a biochem major but FUCK BRO IN SO DIPPED IN HERE💀

Currently Writing

🥮Haikyuu

🥮Jujutsu Kaisen

Favourites

🍮 Food: Iced Coffee (the one that I make) , Domino's pizza, Shawarma (I'll knock your teeth out if you say bad shit about shawarma)

🍮 Anime: Haikyuu (ofc) , Spy x Family, Jujutsu Kaisen , Horimiya

🍮 Currently Watching: Spy x Family , Juvenile Justice.

🍮 Characters: Kuroo Tetsuro, Bokuto Koutarou , Iwaizumi Hajime , Toji Fushiguro , Ryomen Sukuna, Nanami Kento, Eren Yeager (the list won't stop bruh)

Note

There might be little hiatus here and there but I promise I'll serve you sufficiently my babies.

See around my sfw blog- @bokutoslittledoll

Ring the bell and your pâtissier will serve you

#linked to masterlist #sams.aboutme #get to know your chef #serving hell

[gumilac]

take a seat, i'll be with you in a minute.~♡

「𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭」

𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. 10/10

「 ✎ 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 」

» kindly tell me your order. (fandom of choice), and you're preferred person to date. (character)

🥞 — haikyuu

🥙 — jujutsu kaisen

🥨 — attack on titan

🍩 — my hero academia

🥮 — genshin impact (albedo, thoma, childe, diluc + xiao)

🥪 — tears of themis

🥧 — seraph of the end

» your chosen drink. (genre)

☕ — bittersweet angst

🍶 — hurt/comfort

🍨 — sweet fluff

🍵 — slightly suggestive

» tell me a song. (prompt) you'd like while you enjoy your order

example. 🥙, fushiguro megumi and 🍧 + "paper rings," by taylor swift

» with your order, i'll stir up a drabble specially made just for you~!!

「 ✎ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 」

» anons are most welcome!!

» the song can be any genre (fluff, angst, etc. but strictly NO NSFW)

» also, please tell me what your preferred gender is.

» kindly expect that your order will be served within the next two weeks or so. (i'll be very busy next week because it's exam season for me so it might take a while \o/)

» mutuals can still send in orders even if the seats are full.

@fushigoomi. please do not plagiarize, modify or repost as your own || reblogs will help a lot and will be greatly appreciated

#[milestones~♡] #my moots really be out here getting VIP treatment 🤧 #this is my first event so im very excITED ACK #jujutsu kaisen #haikyuu #genshin impact #tears of themis #seraph of the end #attack on titan #my hero academia #jjk #hq #aot #mha #bnha #jjk x reader #hq x reader #bnha x reader #aot x reader #seraph of the end x reader #genshin impact x you #tears of themis x reader #anime x reader #anime

[raiden-shogun-cult]

MASTERLIST

Tokyo Revengers

Key: 🥮=Yandere 📸=Smut 💀=Angst 🦙=Fluff 🦄=Crack 💣=gore

RULES

FICS

ETERNAL HAPPINESS(yandere Tokyo Revengers x F!reader) -🥮, 📸

THEIR SUPREMACY (Yandere Tokyo Revengers x GN!reader) -🥮,📸,💀,💣

SCENARIOS

HOW THEY REACT TO GN!READER BEING COMPLETELY BROKEN

WHAT THEY DO WHEN GN!READER IS ALSO A DELINQUENT

JUJUTSU KAISEN

My Terrors, Your Dreams (F!reader x Jujutsu Kaisen x potn au) (old fic that I might continue)📸,🥮,💣

HXH

PLAY BUNNY (still working on this one haven't messed with it since April but I might start it after ETERNAL HAPPINESS)

OBEY ME

Beel scenarios

Yandere scenarios

Beel scenarios

(Still working on the list I promise it's coming soon)

#🏷 Xanthe's Masterlist 🏷

[darlingpwease]

AAAHHHHANDOQLWM YESS YES YES

I love ur mind omgomg–

Locking him up all for yourself,, cherishing him all the time <33

He trusts you, so he knows this is for his own good, right?? You are the only person he can be with. You are the only person who will take care of him the way he deserves. You are the only one for him. And he is the only one for you. He sees that, right??

Although kidnapping bringing him home might have caught him off guard, he will love it, right? He is where he belongs. He knows that. He must.

And when he indulges you?? AAA fuck it's so cute <333 he just can't help but feel so happy when he sees how much you adore him, even if it's in a... unique way.

He adores it so much that he can't help but only want you, so much so that he hasn't even thought about yelling his friends that he's alright (not that they're here anymore to ask, but that's okay)

The kisses exchanged definitely are more enough for him to happily stay here all for you <333

-panna cotta

SEPARATION ANXIETY

next to you I'm not myself; next to you I'm yours

CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour, established relationship, mild touch starvation, kidnapping, pet names (puppy-like♡), power imbalance, fingers in mouth [once; yuuta], from lovers-but-not to lovers-but-red-flag, mild size kink / size difference, collaring [yuuta], mention of drugging [?] [yuuta]

dubious consent (dubcon), heavy petting, mild somnophilia [?], rough treatment, belly bulge + deep penetration, dirty talk + possessive talk, sex marathon / hypersexuality, unprotected sex / breeding, praise (g., r.), multiple orgasms (g., r.), bondage (tied hands, yuuta), hyperstimulation (g.), fingering (g.), cum inflation (g.), mild orgasm denial (g.)

WRITING STYLE: drabble + headcanons (2sfw + 3nsfw), ±6000 words; yuuta's genitals are ambiguous ('cum', 'juice), reader's genitals are ambiguous but implied as a 'dick' ('cum')

DARLINGS: yuuta okkotsu x reader; dom!reader, top!reader, yandere!reader

NOTE: more a random set of thoughts than something conscious, but you know... you know... also thank you for responding,,,,, mwah♡

Yuuta was small and gentle; anxious, timid, but very caring and affectionate, nervous even if you caught a common cold (anxiously asking if you are dying and what he can do for you), clinging to your hand when you watch a horror movie (under Maki's snide laugh when Toge tries to do the same, together with Yuuta, fearfully hiding with the help of you), — but always finding words and actions to calm and caress, as if you were stroking a cute fluffy puppy that brought your favorite thing and now trying to curl up on your lap to remind that you're loved.

Perhaps, for a bigger entourage, he lacked only a T-shirt with your name circled in a heart, and a glowstick — like those that are waved at idols' concerts to the beat of songs. Even if you could not call yourself an idol or any celebrity, Yuuta made you feel that way from the moment when you've met; he looked with doe eyes, having previously managed to make a mistake wherever he could and only hoping that you came with good intentions — and look absolutely smitten when you only offered help and some food, seeing that he couldn't even enjoy his snack, lying somewhere on the ground.

... Maybe you were too involved with him, especially when even Maki points this out, teasing almost reproaching for how involved you have become with your new, hm, friend, constantly dragging everywhere with you — and not that it was a problem that he became a new member, but that you would rather refuse to meet with them than allow Yuuta to be more than a few hours without you, as if afraid that he might disappear if you stay without him for a while.

But regardless of what they thought, you just couldn't stop being maybe a little too involved with him, even if he no longer needed such aggressive patronage — it's not that you asked him and it's not that Yuuta was against spending almost every free time with you, making you feel more and more fascinated by those little things like how he was doing volunteering, wrapped himself in a blanket almost to nose, was constantly freezing, liked to cuddle and often hid a cold nose in your neck, falling asleep as soon as you hugged him, although on normal days he could write to you at four o'clock in the morning because he could not sleep.

(It's not that Yuuta cares about himself more than necessary at all, preferring takeaway food, energetics and not sleeping until everything is done, always looking as if a little more and circles under his eyes will become bags.)

You start 'dating' closer to winter, when "random kisses", hugs all night, timid contact of fingers and pathetic in its obvious flirting starting to annoy both of you (in addition to others), while the courtship was no longer so satisfying, even if things, which he still brought to you like some kind of gifts to the deity, only got better and better. Besides, not only the gifts became more beautiful: it was pointless to deny that Yuuta was only getting prettier and prettier every day, attracting more attention, like a fragile decorative rose blooming, only thornless — and therefore even more vulnerable to anyone who tries to pick and take with them. And the feeling of him, becoming too mesmerizing, only made you more nervous, even in spite of his appearance, saying that he would follow you anywhere and you just had to whistle for him to come running.

You, however, can't take such a risk, seeing other people's views, even if there is "no reason to worry he's absolutely stunned & would stick to ur hip if could" — and you want to tell Toge that it's a little more difficult, reading words from the phone screen in his hands, but you can't bring yourself to say it out loud, because even if Toge sometimes behaves like a teasing prick, he never writes what he is not sure of less than completely, especially when so psychically guesses thoughts,

and for a moment you think that Yuuta has all the more surely already understood everything from your behavior (this would explain a lot),

but you can't force yourself to relax anyway.

Even when Yuuta reaches out to you, wanting only to kiss until he gets dizzy, ignoring the pain from your nails squeezing him tightly while he moans, fidgeting restlessly from overwhelming sensations that for a moment make him want to cry from how much he adores you, — you can't stop feeling as if under your skin thorns grow; Yuuta hastily kisses your skin, touching with warm lips in blind worship, squeeze so hard that your bones might ache, — but you only feel even worse, knowing that none of this can be long, eternal. Your Yuuta, your kind, sweet Yuuta, with thin red lips, sparkling eyes and the most tender gaze, looking up at you in blissful adoration, will never always be here for you. You still can't call him 'lover' — even after mutually confessed, you still felt so far away from him, as if you first met and are about to get closer,

while irritably kissing-biting in bed until his lips hurt.

In the end, if what you are experiencing is the desire to "infect and be infected", then you are trying to contact the vaccinated, and the thought that perhaps this is not so significant for Yuuta makes you dig into his sensitive skin. He's not so dependent on you anymore, is he? In a sense, you are no longer so important to him — he has new friends, new things to do, new pursuits, and even if you disappear from his life, it will be a blow and a hole, but not to the extent that he will never recover from it.

The only thing you will do is make room for someone who wants to be with him for a long time, being interested in a cute kind boy who is tall enough to make others look up — especially with his affectionate smile and altruistic personality that does not like conflicts or quarrels. It's not that you were so needed or useful; rather, everything that was happening was connected with you more out of pity than out of dependence. Yuuta no longer needs supervision and support; he no longer has a reason to spend all his time with you or to follow like your tail when he can be alone, still attracting people to him.

He is with you simply because wants to; he allows it, but does not need, and when you think for too long that maybe you are too dependent on him, too addicted to the cute, timid boy who does not communicate well with others and likes to hang out with you because you are good, even “cozy”,

then you can't stop the flow of thoughts until bedtime.

“Oh, a trip? No, not really; I thought that, um, it's too long. Even if it would be useful for me, I don't think it's a good idea. I mean, I understand that this is an infrequent opportunity, and it's recommended, but I don't want to be away... uh, away from, from here. Yes.”

“Mh? No problem. I don't quite understand what kind of surprise you want to arrange, but if that's what you want, then I agree to everything... Tell me if you need any help, okay?”

“I know you only want the best for me, so of course I'll wait obediently. If that's what makes you happy, then I'm happy too...”

“The only thing I want is for us to always be together.”

Yuuta has a scattering of freckles on his cheeks and shoulders when summer comes, pale orange kisses of the sun, but in winter they look like little spots that you want to bite, leaving marks, silently convincing him to stop trying to calm you down and accept when you squeeze his hands, continuing to leave your own scattering on skin, looking more like the chain you made him wear.

Your kisses are scorchingly good, as if he is being held on a slow-burning fire, waiting until he understands something important, but Yuuta does not have a single guess even when you do not react to his plaintive quiet whining from the abrupt cessation of affection, only holding in place. But even his heavy breathing and gentle pleas to continue remain unanswered, as if ignoring how needy he remained, excited enough to tremble when you touch his chest, letting him feel your breath on sensitive hot skin. Even his wet puppy-dog look remains without any reaction when you close his eyes, bending down to ruddy ear, forcing him to stop breathing from too close, sweet touch, as if his heart might stop, unable to withstand too much desired proximity.

Yuuta does not know what he is thinking when agrees to everything you say, only wishing that you would not stop, perfectly aware that you would not offer anything bad, you are always so good, so perfect that the only thing that can go wrong is that it was spoiled by his wrong behavior.

Maybe you were wrong sometimes, but harm him? Never — even when fingers touch neck; kissing his wet hot cheeks, assuring that you are doing everything only for him, you are always here only for him, and everything you can, you give only to him. The most dear and precious thing in life that you would like to always have with you, with whom you would like to create a family and a home where you can always return; it would be nice if Yuuta lived as a sweet spouse, wouldn't it?

When he turns his head so sweetly to the side, letting you kiss face and neck, you can't help but think that the most correct thing would be to just keep him in your pocket, hidden from everyone, and know that he will always be there, no matter what happens,

and this makes his head spin too much, as if from euphoria,

but when Yuuta tries to tell you this, you just kiss without letting him utter a word, almost purring about how small and pretty he is, like a toy, and so cute that you would like to bite to cope with all these sensations; but he's already yours, so you shouldn't worry, right? Always and forever yours.

It's all good. He can relax. He's safe. You take care of it.

You know what you're doing,

and when he hears it, he feels too safe to question anything, like how your words sound, or what you're doing besides snuggling up to him.

In the end, it doesn't matter — he feels so tired, warm, wet, so blissful that even an inarticulate whisper that you will bring him home seems like a fantasy created by overexcited brain, so confused and foggy from just a few kisses, he loves you so much, and even when you gently stroke him, assuring that he will soon be good, he wants to say that he is already good, so good, and you are so good, too good for him, and

he loves you so MUCH,

even when his consciousness begins to slip away under your loving touch.

Everything around seems to be a hazy line between reality and sleep, which inflamed tired mind created, looking for something that could make him wake up and be pulled out of the created illusion, but there are no running shadows, no glittering eyes — nothing that would make him wake up from delirium, it's as if he was trapped in this unfamiliar dark room, anxiously realizing that you are not around, but not being able to get up and look for you, unable to move, even when heart starts beating faster from growing anxiety and fear that something has happened to you.

But when your — he knows that your, he feels — hands touch him, stroking his hair, saying that now he is at home, no one and nothing will stop, you will be a family now, Yuuta cannot even mentally refuse, only knowing that you are satisfied with the gentle silence caused by his obedience. Your words sound like through a column of water, and his body is so weak, wadded, and you keep saying something, but he can't even listen, catching the words abruptly, — almost purring when you stroke his face, slowly descending with your fingers to his neck.

But something else is pressing against his skin — what makes him start to come to his senses.

You knew it would look great.

♡ Yuuta lies on the bed, wrapped in a nice blanket, draws in an album, reads books that you bring and leave, and sometimes watches TV; even if there are many more things, lying wherever possible (including a laptop without an Internet connection), which you have prepared to occupy him while he "trying to understand everything" or when you are busy, Yuuta has already noticed that his long passivity is more likely to cause your arrival than the appearance that he is happy, and even if it is manipulative — it is he who is locked up here, isn't it?

Compared to the fact that he can't go anywhere outside the room without permission, the fact that he forces you to come and spend time with him, since you can't see him so sad, are little things that are easy to close eyes to, especially when you sit on the bed, making his heart skips a beat from excitement, and stroke, asking what you can do for him — besides letting out, of course. Why would he leave if you're here, right? He has no need to leave this house, if only here you can always be together, as he wanted. Now it's a new house that you both will make the most cozy and pleasant place, in which you can live together as you wanted, spending all the time with each other, as if stuck together. Wasn't that what he craved, clinging to you and guarding at the entrance, waiting for you to come out to pick him up? After all, he wanted to live together — and isn't this room that you have prepared for him wonderful?

Yuuta shouldn't be too upset; for everyone, he is "on a trip to another country", only you know that he stayed, preferring to be with you, so he should stop being naughty, even if it may cause inconvenience since this is not the room he is used to — but you didn't become different! You still love him and want to stay with him forever, and he will soon realize that, in fact, his feelings have not changed either, even if the situation has become different!

For him, there should be you and only you, even if he could have already weaned himself from this feeling — but when his arms are wrapped around you, poking his nose, curling up around, you know that you are saying all this for a reason. Yuuta hears and listens, knowing that you are doing this for him, and he is not at all as persistent as you thought he would be, saying that 'this is a lie' — rather, it seemed to you that nothing has changed, he will even eat from your hands if you want. And even knowing that it can only be a trap, designed to lull your caution and convince you that he is tame, you can't brush him off, but playing with his hair while he's napping, almost purring with pleasure, like a huge cat, as if his neck isn't chained with a collar with your name on it — and as if he is not the victim who should fight instead of hiding in your hands and calling you just to spend even more time together.

he can only do this to deceive you.

But when you look at his sleeping gentle face, finally finding peace after the restless expectation of your arrival, for some reason you feel too relaxed, involuntarily realizing that yes, he is here, he is at home,

you are at home.

... Yuuta still wraps himself in a blanket when wants you to come, pampering him with your attention and caresses, but you can't help but take a little more things with you than usual, sometimes sitting for several hours, enjoying his measured breathing during sleep or a loving look from somewhere under the blanket while you're working (even if you still can't figure out why everything looks more like living together than semi-forced relocation).

♡ Of course, you spend enough time together every day — besides the fact that Yuuta has to get used to you again and start trusting, realizing that this was done for the sake of your and his love, you just loved to hang out like nothing happened, and Yuuta doesn't mind; putting his head on your shoulder when you speak, offering to play or watch, sometimes just lying on bed and chatting, almost wrapping around you, making sure that you are completely squeezed and caught by him, not being able to escape in any case.

Yuuta is not physically strong, at least not so strong that you would have any problems with it in case of a physical confrontation, but you still can't find the strength to brush him off when he comfortably lies down next to you or on you, poking his nose, as if trying to merge from how insistently Yuuta presses in search of your warmth; when his skin tingles from an unusual sensation, even in spite of how often you caress him, letting him hide face in your chest or hug, holding tight, almost puppy-like poking at you, waiting for you to be able to give him attention. Perhaps from that moment he became even more needy and clingy, even if you can't say that he spends more time alone now than before — but he still whines when you want to leave and diligently prepares for your arrival, just to keep you longer, sometimes trying desperately to convince you to stay with him for the night or hold him until he falls asleep.

And although you can't be too frivolous, knowing that your beloved is more than cunning, you still can't leave the room earlier than a few hours, spending all the time hugging him, kissing his face and saying how good he is, almost shamelessly pampering and caressing, being simply unable to leave until you tell him how glad you are that he is so calm and understanding, especially when he wraps around in response, gently kissing, saying that he is happy to be with you, while your fingers touch his neck, outlining the letters of your name, which Yuuta does not try to hide even if his cheeks are blushing, feeling your slow touch.

Perhaps, he blushes even more only when you start to pamper and cherish him even more fiercely, spending every second to make sure that he feels loved, knowing that only you can love him so much, only you can take care of him and make his head spin with delight, knowing that you are not even planning to stop yet — until you make sure that he definitely remembers something, seeing his dusty look or the rosy tips of his ears when he hides face in the pillow, but does not try to run away or move away.

Not that even running away can help him when you kiss, playing with his hair, whispering about how precious he is, how glad you are that he is where he should be, how good that he is so pliable and affectionate — just like before, when he couldn't live without you, almost crying when you wanted to leave him and clinging so desperately during the goodbye that even if he didn't say anything, you could feel how upset he was. Only now you will not go anywhere and will not leave, just like him — now you will always be together, like the family he wanted so much when begged you never to give up on him, hiding his face in your clothes, drinking too much to even realize that you are not pushing him away, but trying to help, and digging his fingers into your skin so hard that bruises appeared there.

Of course, now you will make sure that this will not happen again — you swear that you will love him and spoil him until he realizes how much you adore him, since you are destined to be together forever now.

And the fact that Yuuta makes your head spin, as if from a euphoric attack, when his thin, hot lips kiss yours, makes you only more intoxicated.

♡ You and Yuuta have never had penetrative sex. Not that it was anything strange, a sufficient number of couples do not do it before the wedding to "be clean", but for Yuuta it was never a matter of innocence or giftedness — your body seemed incredible, exciting, and the thought that you would go even further was connected with something more intimate and deep, which made his heart sink into embarrassment and shame, realizing that he wants a lot; much more than you are certainly ready to give, already overly cherishing someone as needy and clumsy as he is, who might as well spend days in bed with you without getting out. If Yuuta asked for even more, he would simply be greedy, if not desperate, begging you to let him continue and try to take even more even when you are clearly exhausted.

But when your fingers slide over his hips, assuring him to continue rubbing even if his movements become clumsy with excitement, Yuuta is close to drooling, whining your name while you encourage him not to stop, blindly whispering praise and enthusiastic words; when he fidgets nervously, feeling you stop, making him stay a little apart, apologizing in a muffled voice at the sight of his confused, ruddy expression — to immediately pull him on yourself, pressing even harder, hearing only his enthusiastic, amazed moan when your bodies touch again.

Wet, hot, soft — as if every time your fingers squeeze it, Yuuta becomes even more pleasant to the touch, like a cute toy, too pretty to resist temptation, convincing him not to cling so tightly while you hump him, taking care that every movement causes him to moan mixed with whining, every time making you tremble with delight, knowing that it is you who make him feel like this, that it is you who are holding him in your hands now, that it is you who are the center of his attention and the only one he can think of is you.

His arms are hugging you so tightly, trying to move more sharply, more confidently, listening only to your approving words, feeling how his clothes are getting too tight, but not having the opportunity to undress, fearing that you may disappear, slip away, remove him from your hips as soon as he is distracted — almost forcing him to slide on you, making sure that he is not too carried away and moves comfortably, even if you want, need more,

it is not enough,

it's so not enough that you would rather press him down hard and move on your own, but instead say something to make sure that he knows 'everything is fine', even if you can't stop squeezing and grabbing him in a shameless manner, causing him to tremble.

... His waist is easy to wrap around, like a doll's, with unmarked uncovered skin, easily turning red when you press on it — but even if he wanted to somehow hinder you by finishing teasing strokes, it would be impossible. His hands are not tied so tightly that it hurts, leaving red marks, but if Yuuta jerks sharply, he will still experience pain — and it seems more than fair to you, even if he cannot stop twitching from the lightest touch, squirming when you are distracted, trying to attract attention again, almost suffocating when you actually return, carefully exposing his body further and further. But even if his body tries to shrink, hide from the caress, trembling when you deliberately slowly move fingers higher — and immediately grab, changing the tease to a rough grip, until his body relaxes again, humbling, letting you do whatever you want; squeezing and rubbing while Yuuta wants to start squirming again, feeling how everything inside him pulsates and burns whenever you touch.

When you're so focused on him that without noticing (or pretending) gaze, looking into your eyes, wishing to ask you to be more merciful, — but just bites his lips, holding himself in place, afraid that even a hint of a desire to pause will be perceived as a desire to stop everything that is happening "which he simply cannot express openly",

but going insane when you paw his body, squeezing and groping until Yuuta starts whining, trembling from excessive affection, making his eyes water; desperately drooling when you only become even more enthusiastic, as if concentrating on make him even louder; sighs, moans, screams, whining, whimpering, suffocating sounds — everything that can prove what he is now so vulnerable and open to you, afraid only that you will decide to stop when his thighs are so wet and hot. While you continue to kiss, making him feel abnormal with delight, mixed with how sensitive his body is after you play, that even a light breath is enough for him to start wriggling again, trying to crawl away, but being deftly caught by the hips, not allowing to dodge your touches.

Even if tying him up might look a little hasty, you were more than aware of how smart your beloved is and that you can't trust him in this position until you make sure he won't do anything silly or hide dangerous objects somewhere. No matter how much you loved him, being willing to do anything for him, it didn't make sense if he was trying to fight back, luring with false submission and enthusiasm.

However, the way Yuuta whined in frustration when you moved, struggling with the ropes to touch you, awkwardly trying to wrap legs around to snuggle closer — made you feel dizzy, feeling his heart beating feverishly under your fingers from overexcitation and inability to reach the peak. When was the last time you saw him like this? When has he been so horny and adorable in the past, even if he behaved like an puppy? When he was just as desperate to stick in an attempt to find satisfaction, even if you gave him nothing but even more stimulation, from which his body could not stop shaking?

When was the last time Yuuta looked at you like that,

being ready to do anything if only you would start spoiling him again?

He immediately understands what you want when you touch his lips, looking into wet misty eyes and caressing hot cheeks, — and silently agrees, opening mouth, letting you slide inside and pushing fingers further, forcing him to tilt his head back slightly. But when you resume the movement, just so that he feels incredibly good, letting him feel how excited you are, Yuuta gently bites your fingers, urging you not to delay, even when gasps whenever you push it too deep, making adorable sounds mixed with tears from excitement and discomfort, from which he can't refuse, insisting that you don't stop.

If you could, you would capture this moment forever, in this stuffy dark room with Yuuta, for whom you were the center of everything.

And the fact that you whisper praise to him, without ceasing to rub and squeeze, talking about how hot and pliable he is, even better than when you fucked him before, you want to breed him so much right now — it's enough for him to cum in front of your eyes, knowing that you are not taking them away from him.

And Yuuta adores it — even when the ropes dig into his skin again while trying to hug you,

because it doesn't matter so much when you look at him in such a way that he is ready to lose consciousness.

♡ Yuuta has a little belly — such that you can easily cover most of it with palm, especially when stroking, seeing his excited gaze directed at your hand, understanding that you calm him down before start, being ready to stop at any moment. But for someone scared, he is already too wet, especially when your fingers slide lower, getting under his clothes, while lips are gently kissing his ruddy face, carefully preparing him and relaxing under constant caresses that stupefy him no less than your presence so close that he can feel your breath.

Was it his fault that from one kiss he was ready to agree to anything you want? Definitely not — especially when you whisper that you are ready, tearing an intimate touch under his plaintive whining, and slowly spread his hips, showing wet spots and trembling legs; the clothes slip off his legs easily, but you don't let him cross them, stroking soothingly, assuring that everything will be fine, even when your touch is too close to the wet bottom of his stomach, almost teasing, helping him switch from fear to excitement, reminding what you want to give during your first time, letting him feel how serious you are when you snuggle up to the soaked fabric of his underwear.

However, even when your fingers, wet from lube and pre-cum, gently stretch him, carefully pushing and filling; even when Yuuta whines about how 'empty and ready ', shaking again from the orgasm; even when you feel so excited that you are ready to directly make him to turn on stomach, fucking until such a state that he will definitely breed up to the point of losing consciousness — you know that Yuuta is not prepared yet, that you must continue if you want him to feel good, even if he squeezes you so greedily, as if assuring you to just stay inside, enjoying his warm and pliability. So wet that you can hear squelching sounds mixed with heavy breathing and moans when you are too persistent, while he drools, squeezing again only to cum, fighting the urge to roll his eyes as you continue through the orgasm, not even giving him a possible respite.

If it was an ordinary time, you would have stopped the last time, but you just keep fondling and stretching, feeling that he is still too tight and tense.

By the time the fingers disappear, Yuuta no longer understands anything, experiencing the last waves of orgasm with the realization that this is not the end, even if he physically can no longer, only obediently letting you throw his legs over your shoulders, completely trusting himself to you,

even when he is filled again, much more than before, trembling from the orgasm that has not yet passed and from painful pleasure, feeling how every part of body aches from the incessant fondling — especially when you you lift his hips slightly, making them even more comfortable on shoulders, letting him feel how deep you are, without encountering any resistance from his tired swollen body, sticky with juice and sweat, ideally taking you so deep that with every breath he can see how his stomach bulges.

Some time ago, he didn't even dare to think about how you would fuck him, tying his hands and forcing him to cum until he turns out to be so weak in your arms, — but now the only thing he can think about is how good it feels when you don't stop, gradually becoming rougher, not being shy of wet slaps from which his cheeks seem to blush even more, nor the moans that become loud again every time you drive inside. When he incoherently purrs something, trying to praise, but everything turns into inarticulate screams interrupted by new thrusts, stretching him well and wide for you, like a cute toy, too weak to even help you, let alone 'fight back', not even being able to finish when he shivers from too intense sensations, squeezing you even tighter.

His body is hot, soft, wet, greedy, looking for pleasure even when he has already received enough and should not be so needy, but still trying to make you cum in him to feel good, full, as it should be, even if he can only stick out his tongue, begging you to kiss him, and suffocate while you gently but deeply kiss him, not at all with the same force with which you stuff him, preparing to accept everything you give, forcing him to slide on soaked sheets sticking to the skin from how excited he is, stupidly looking for you in puppy addiction even when Yuuta can't anymore — and when he whines shrilly, choking, seeing stars in front of eyes with delight and painful stimulation while his stomach is filled with you, becoming so hot and rounded that his body relaxes even more, letting the cum flow out while Yuuta blissfully closes eyes, breathing heavily with his mouth open, straining and immediately unclenching.

When you gently press on his stomach, Yuuta just whimpers, begging you not to make him relax and let everything flow when he feels so good with you, filling him to the brim, but you are more than adamant, even when he is still whining audibly, trying to resist, but quickly gives up, knowing that he cannot even remove your hands. Perhaps you just liked to see how his hips and sheets are stained when he can no longer restrain himself, giving you what you want, whining in frustration from resentment, wanting to at least push you away during a rebellious mood, but he hardly even raises head, not that he can express his frustration physically, instead relaxing even more, completely drowning, even when your fingers slide inside, as if checking how well he did, and Yuuta regrets that can't complain about you, but instead tries not to interfere, breathing deeply.

He perceives your turning him over on stomach as something unimportant, but when you push his hips apart, putting him on his knees, the body reacts with a sweet tremor, realizing what you want — but not being able to do anything other than drool, even when he's full again, feeling your hot breath, the way your chest is pressed against his back, so close that he can almost hear your heart beating, so so so close, that he can't help but squeeze you in a last attempt to make you want not to stop, stuffing him anew after everything that has leaked.

And even if it's not normal, even it's absolutely not normal that he gets so intoxicated when you fuck him from behind, the person who kidnapped him and locked him up here, keeping him tied up, leaving him alone and acting as if nothing happened, as if it should be, — then he is even more abnormal, since he is ready to cum only from the realization that it is you who are now breeding him, squeezing and spanking, biting, marking, purring contentedly when he tries to move hips back, even if his whole body hurts, realizing late that you have become even more intense and rougher, whispering something, but the only thing Yuuta hears is the noise of blood when rests his hands so as not to lose balance, belatedly catching himself thinking that he rests his hands, before you press his face into the pillow, lifting his hips higher, getting ready to fill his flexible lustful body again — and reaching a peak when you see how he stretches his hand to yours, trying to intertwine them, cumming when you squeeze his wet palm with your own.

... You don't think you'll be able to get up — not for a few hours, at least. Yuuta doesn't mind — not when you lie on him, pleasantly pressing down on the bed, gently kissing his wet face.

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⌞ bunnyboy ⌝

CONTENT WARNINGS: interspecies relationship, mild unhealthy behaviour (mutual obsessiveness, clinginess, possessiveness), animal behaviour, predator/prey dynamic, physical touching, mention of nesting

sex during mating season, consensual noncon (CNC), rough treatment, heavy petting, mild dirty talk

WRITING STYLE: low-key headcanons, ±1500 words

DARLINGS: rabbit!yuuta okkotsu x predator!reader

source for bunnyboy yuuta <3

When you first meet, he is so nervous and clamped, clinging to his clothes, firmly pressing ears to head, not expecting anything good from you, anxiously delineating the boundaries of his territory and building a nest of blankets to make a place where he will be safe. He suffocates with fear whenever you approach from behind, bites lips restlessly, and twitches ear when you try to behave respectfully, unaccustomed to communicating with restless prey.

(considering that Toge is a snake, Maki is a raccoon dog, and Panda as a whole is not subject to such nervousness).

And Yuuta appreciates it when he thinks about the past day, hiding in a fluffy fortier, realizing that you want him to be comfortable, — and really tries not to flinch when you approach, not to look scared, to look confident and relaxed, even if you see that he doesn't feel that way.

... He warms up to you quickly, though. When you try not to look intimidating or aggressive, almost cooing over him, making him feel both awkwardly embarrassing and grateful — it's enough for him to greet you with raised ears and a happy smile, even if you go to train him. Gullibility is not the best quality for prey, but you purr that you will take care of him in every sense while combing his hair (as pack animals do, right?), and Yuuta really wants to believe you, especially when you rub him behind the ear, making his leg tremble.

He's just so cute, even if he looks up to you morally, not physically, being tall enough for ordinary prey, especially his kind. It's not that you were against it — Yuuta somehow develops behind you in a trusting gesture, shyly waiting for your words and actions, as if he can't make any wolf look up. And such timid trustfulness and entrusting what was happening to you was even pleasant, especially when his fingers were clinging to your clothes so as not to lose sight of you, or accepting you as a dominant rabbit and part of the pack, or when Yuuta slightly chatters his teeth, snuggling up to you to show that he feels happy.

... The first moment when he falls asleep next to you with his eyes closed? Absolutely precious. The feeling that he completely trusts you when he presses closer to your side, expecting that you will keep him company and also fall asleep next to him (or on him) makes you feel sleepy, especially when he wraps his arms around your hips or stomach, nuzzling you.

Precious.

Rabbits are very possessive creatures, you know? They don't let outsiders into their territory (or anyone if they are very possessive), they don't like someone else's smell, they don't really like to share and easily attack and growl when upset. Yuuta is not very different in many ways — after all, he is also a rabbit, and although he knows that this is bad and wrong, he cannot help but be possessive, even knowing and trying to work on these traits.

When you smell unfamiliar, Yuuta can't help but rub against you, trying to suppress the irritating smell by carefully wiping your skin with himself. Or when you are apart and his pack instincts become too sensitive, demanding that he find you and snuggle up to your side, as he has been away from the pack for too long. What's going on with you? Where are you? Why is he alone? Are you okay? Who are you with? Why aren't you with him? You're his, aren't you? You're part of the same pack. It's natural that you should be together. You have to be together.

He must not leave you.

... When you write to him or call him, it becomes a little easier — it doesn't matter if it's your text, face or voice, anything makes him feel less abandoned, helping to take a deep breath at least once with the thought that you are fine and experiencing a temporary separation normally. If you're coping well with separation, then it's not that serious — he's just too restless, right? There's nothing so bad about members of the same pack sometimes spending a little more time apart than they need to. Everyone sometimes needs a little time without the other.

Or maybe... maybe you like it when he's away from you?

After all, you could just get tired of him, right?

(short messages about what he can bring you as a gift to make you feel better actually help him relax.)

You quickly get used to the fact that your personal space is now somewhere near him, especially next to his arms, tightly wrapped around your body. Rabbits often snuggle up to each other in search of protection and warmth, being very social creatures — and although you probably could not boast of the same species features, Yuuta can do nothing, constantly hiding his face in your neck or shoulder and crawling under your side, hugging and cuddling tightly, looking for a soothing smell.

Not as annoying as you might feel at first (especially if you're not a gregarious hybrid), and although you don't know if it's a particularly soft nest, or his soothing heartbeat, or because it's Yuuta, but later you start to feel it as a pleasant and satisfying activity, getting used to the fact that now you are not walking alone, but with the mate snuggled up.

At least he's not too cold and not too warm, and his ears are even a little funny, — especially when they twitch in their sleep or when you blow on them, — and the way he tries to get under you is still cute.

It's not typical for Yuuta to be warm — you'd rather feel how cold his hands and nose are than admire their heat, even if it's typical for tiny prey to be as hot as an oven. A fast metabolism with a lot of burning of various calories — although this is definitely his case, Yuuta continues to persistently stay cool, except for those moments when his face and ears burn with shyness.

A pleasant, affectionate warmth, that spreading over his always cold body, you can feel only a couple of days before his estrus.

Yuuta becomes much more sleepy and restless, being able to sleep for more than twelve hours, waking up only because of your attempts to get out, perceiving it as a signal to protect from something, — and you end up spending an almost obscene amount of time surrounded by blankets and pillows, holding him in your hands while Yuuta coos and purrs in sleep, holding you tightly in case of another attempt to escape from him. His reactions in a dream next to you to any stimuli are minimal — it doesn't matter if you squeeze him, grope his body or bite his neck, Yuuta only whines sometimes, pressing even harder against your hands and body, allowing you to do what you want if you don't leave him.

... By the time he wakes up, he's usually covered in bites and hickeys because he looked so shamelessly defenseless and warm in front of you, that you couldn't give up your natural need. It's not your fault that Yuuta keeps you so close, baring his neck and skin, even knowing that there is a bored predator next to him, unable to even budge at their will, and seduced by him. He was even lucky that it ended only so innocently, because you could have gone further, — although, looking at his face, on which there is no hint of displeasure or discomfort, despite his body painted in your marks, you cannot be sure whether this was not his original desire.

Perhaps Yuuta wanted you to take good care of him from the very beginning.

Yuuta whines so sweetly, almost begging you not according to the script, especially when you catch him with your claws, ignoring his attempts to scratch you or push you away, forcing his hips to cling tightly to each other — only to be forcibly pushed apart by you and covered in bites when you reach lower, making him tremble (with delight? from awe? from fear?)

He may have more cursed energy, but in a physical struggle you will win; squeezing hips until bruises and biting shoulders until his moaning stops, replaced by intermittent sighs from lack of air and fatigue that you will make him make, ignoring whining and pleas 'not to eat him'.

Of course you are not going to eat him — just bite a little until he becomes a good prey and stops trying to get out of your clutches, and when Yuuta twitches again, trying to get out, you force him to stay in place — as befits a good bunny, which he should be. Only good bunnies get rewarded, or you're going to eat him... although you absolutely cannot ignore how wet he gets — this is not at all the reaction of a good rabbit who whines that he wants to get out while his thighs can't stop shaking with excitement. No wonder he can't even run away from you with such shaking legs — it's hard to run when he only wants to breed until he loses consciousness, and then continue, being so sensitive that one squeeze is enough for him to start clinging instead of trying to scratch.

When his ears stretch back, and wet, shiny eyes follow your every move, when your hands scratch his stomach, leaving red bruises, and Yuuta forcefully restrains a painful moan, feeling you stroke between his thighs, making him feel so painfully excited and excited because of the pain — and whining uncontrollably when you growl, causing him to almost choke with surprise and uncontrollably tremble even more, squeezing you with his strong legs.

Even when your hand reaches out to press him down and grab his neck, Yuuta only enthusiastically grabs it, wrapping his leg even more tightly around your thigh, and you can't help but wonder which of you is really the prey while he rubs against your thigh, obsessively kissing your hand and rubbing his cheek against it.

A naughty, tiny rabbit who only wants you to take good care of him.

You could actually work with this.

#🥮 — jujutsu kaisen #✉.yuuta okkotsu #🧸.cnc #🧸.mating season #🧸.petting #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta okkotsu smut #sub yuuta okkotsu #sub jujutsu kaisen #dom reader #gender neutral reader #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen x gender neutral reader #.spicy♡

[darlingpwease]

CW hypersexuality, dubcon, power imbalance -> power exchange, mild brainwashing, mind break [yuuta], breeding, oral sex (r.), penetration g., cum inflation (g.), choking (g.)

YUUTA, who has developed his worship of you and learned helplessness to such an extent that he cannot even imagine how he wins you, having become so accustomed to your victory that even when he becomes the second most powerful sorcerer, he still loses to you as before, letting you spread his trembling thighs or push him to knees in front of the winner, using your natural and absolute right, which you taught him when you first started training. it was very simple — the loser obeys the winner, nothing complicated, but when he almost purrs, feeling you grab his hair, it really seems to you that some people are just created to obey, if even after so much time he is still so enthusiastic and obsequious for you.

how long has he become stronger than you — and as long allows you to treat him like a toy, fucking him until you are satisfied or receiving oral without having to pay back, leaving him frustratingly needy, knowing that YUUTA can't do anything about it, but looking at you with doe tearful eyes while you abuse his hot soft mouth. knowing what to do and how to make you feel good, almost purring when you pat him, talking about how talented and diligent he is, especially for something like that, but YUUTA does not feel ashamed or embarrassed, knowing that he is only fulfilling his duty as a loser, which consists in to give you everything you want.

you want his hips — he'll give it to you; you want him to get on all fours — he'll do it; hall? room? hallway? street? the only thing he can do is obey, letting you squeeze narrow shoulders or dig nails into hips, whining indistinctly when you stuff him again and again, as before, when you grabbed him after losing and fucked until his voice hurts. earlier, when YUUTA was whimpering, even knowing that it was for his good, and now, when YUUTA himself begs you for it, realizing that you are doing it only for him, that this is the only way you can make him become stronger, that you care about him and love him when you tell him that he is so handsome, drooling while you fuck his ruddy face, or making him scream and squirm from a new orgasm, encouraging him for new attempts to overcome you, even if these are useless.

not that he will ever be able to overcome you — his purpose was to spread his legs and beg for more if he can't even really learn how to fight, whispering about how amazing and wonderful you are while you are busy with other things, stretching his soft flexible body, accustomed to your treatment and willingly reacting to it since the moment when he blushed just from squeezing his thigh. even when you fucked him in the training room, teaching him how to be a good boy and understand what awaits him after losing — for his own good when you fill him up, making him feel so full that he can't even hold body himself, needing your support even in such a minor thing.

and you give him this thing — squeezing his neck so tightly that YUUTA can't breathe, seeing the stars in front of his eyes, feeling how his body can't stop shaking with delight and need, being so excited that you want to teach him and show and take, despite his pathetic personality and inexperience. he wants to be a good sorcerer, he should be a good sorcerer, but when you grab his thigh, demanding that he watch you punish him, he only wants to lock you with legs and make sure that you stuff him like a cute boy you want to breed, ignoring even how weak he is.

... by the time YUUTA returns from Africa, you have so much to show him — starting from the street and ending with his room, so pretty for him to ride you, showing how well he tried to be good for you, if he can't be the "winner"; after all, YUUTA don't need to win when he have his own ways of being useful and needed,

even if it means choking until you tell him to stop.

#.spicy♡ #🥮 — jujutsu kaisen #✉.yuuta okkotsu #🧸.rough sex #🧸.dubcon #🧸.mind break #🧸.cum inflation #🧸.oral sex #🧸.choking #🧸.breeding #sub yuuta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu smut #dom reader #top reader

[darlingpwease]

When will reader go mad? when will the reader go insane just over Yuuta's presence? An untamable killing force that doesnt let anyone touch or even look at Yuuta for too long. They are a danger to everyone and everything... But Yuuta. They lie to yuuta about have their actions are normal for any lover, but yuuta knows better. He knows that this is going too far and yet, he's compliant with it. Reader is violent and doesn't care about others. Yuuta appears as a damsel in distress but likes it.

Yuuta can try and does try to "help" reader. To calm them down and make them less violent. But it makes them worse!

love like mine!

CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour (possessiveness, clinginess, obsessiveness, jealous, worshipping r.), mention of violence (fighting, blood, mention of killing [talk]), name-calling (boy) & pet names (slutty), mind break [yuuta]

consensual noncon (cnc), hypersexuality, heavy petting, somnophilia, sex marathon, unprotected sex / breeding, belly bulge + deep penetration, dirty talk + possessive talk, rough treatment, oral sex (r., g.) hyperstimulation (g., r.), multiple orgasms (g., r.), cum inflation (g.), praise (g.), degradation (g.), mild dumbification (g.),

WRITING STYLE: drabble + headcanons, ±2000 words; reader's genitals are ambiguous but implied as a dick ('cum')

DARLINGS: yuuta okkotsu x reader; dark!yuuta okkotsu, dark!reader, dom!reader, top!reader

Yuuta knew that you loved him.

It wasn't some kind of secret, and it was more than mutual, even if he wasn't such a nervous mess when confessed, talking about how he is very very very very very... thinks you're so cute and so smart and impressive and amazing and so so... breathtaking, and your face looks really good for, uh, his, ugh, well... like, like lips, and, like... Like "he doesn't know how long you've been standing there, but you convince him that you haven't heard anything when try not to look at his face, blush with shame and excitement".

If you could, you would bite him

Yuuta knew that you loved him, and it was more than mutual, but he would rather walk behind you like your tail, cling to your clothes, constantly chat about you and cling to you, as if in search of warmth, as if you were the only one who could make him so needy and intoxicated, whining sleepily until you get back to him, cooking food for you and being ready to take care of you, than admit his feelings to you first, constantly worried by thoughts that your feelings are not like that, that you may not think about him like that, that your love is certainly not like that, that person like you can't fall in love with someone like him.

But even if others were... intrigued enough by this relationship, you always just said that he was 'your' — and that was enough for Yuuta. You were sure that he was yours, he belonged to you, and if someone wants him, then they will have to face you first, — and it was even more satisfying than you thought at first, seeing his happy face as he huddled up to you, spending time until one of you had things to do. It was as if he was puppy, who followed you and nuzzled your leg when you turned away from him, pressing his ears to head and whining until you pet him.

You didn't mind, actually. It was nice to have someone on a, huh, leash.

Yuuta liked to lie in bed even if he didn't want to sleep, got up hard in the morning, was not picky about food (except for some things) and liked when your things were matched, like identical key chains or t-shirts with a picture divided into two or having phrases that are understandable only when you are together. He often did not sleep until late at night, although went to bed early, had a lot of relaxing apps on phone, sometimes bought "couple" portions of food when passed by beautiful cafes that he once wanted to visit with Rika, becomes shy when you playfully exposed "too much skin" or saw something that "should not have seen", blushed with his ears and neck, easily cried from excess of feelings, loved to be near you even if you did nothing, easily scared of horror movies and loved romantic ones. Sometimes he looks somewhere and smiles, and looks at you so lovingly when he thinks you can't see; cries so easily from sad stories and movies, but always says that it doesn't matter and everything is okay, even if his wet red eyes can be seen from a kilometer away; sniffs softly when lies on you, while some silly movie is on TV, — but you can only watch how eyelashes tremble while he is blissfully asleep, warmed up and comfortably laid down.

Yuuta was so cute that sometimes you wanted to pick him up and keep him forever.

Yuuta is not sure if everything is okay when you become more annoyed and frustrated. It's not that you were angry at him or disappointed with him, but you were angry and disappointed, even if brushed off his questions and said that it didn't matter, reaching out to him, snuggling intimately, letting him feel your breath on his skin and how peacefully your heart beats, although your the body was uncomfortably tense. You often stroked him when comforted, but when he stroked you, trying to be as gentle and loving, you ask him to stop, almost biting his neck, and it would be better if you bit him, pinched him, squeezed him, hit him than to remain so silent, as if silently accusing him. As if it was his fault.

... Maybe it really was his fault? Of course, he can't remember that he did something wrong, he does everything you want, he always tries to make you happy, — but when you continue to be silent, not calming down at all, but only becoming even more tense, he feels disgustingly vulnerable, squeezing you in his arms, but knowing that he will not hold you if you want to leave. In the end, you are still restless, ignoring both words and touches, as if about to pounce on someone who will appear in your field of vision, and Yuuta wanted to say something about it, but his tongue was unpleasantly slurred when he looked at you.

“... Everything, everything will be fine. It's fine.”

You have a calm expression on your face, but his heart was beating as if from euphoria when you only press closer to him, touching his neck with your lips, almost scorching it — but it felt like if he tried to hide, moving away sensitive skin from the tantalizing heat, and you would leave, losing all interest. When you ask him if he likes Maki, his heart skips a beat — just like when you talk about Toge, teasing him with the feel of your fangs while he licks dry lips, shyly telling you that yes– but not in that sense, not in the one you're thinking about. He likes them, but not, not like some. Not like, uh, some other people.

Not the way he likes

“... you.”

you.

If he loved anything as much as you, if he adored anything as much, then he would have died; his heart physically won't be able to handle it one more time. Especially when you are silent, and Yuuta knows that if you get up now and leave without an answer, the earth will open up and he will fail, — if he does not die of broken heart, knowing that he only made it up and made it worse, he always makes it worse. In the end, he might as well say this when you are seriously busy, like "hey, you know, I really love you and if you wanted, I would kneel in front of you without any extra thought, just like that, by the way, if you're interested, lol." As if you don't have enough worries anymore and he urgently needs to load you with another one to make you even worse.

What an idiot he is.

... You taste even better than he imagined.

When you wipe away his tears, you seem completely different than were just recently — it doesn't matter, though. When you touch him again, without saying anything, but stroking him, Yuuta notices for the first time how freely he sighs, like all the pressure has disappeared, leaving only you lying on his chest.

♡ Yuuta knows that you don't do well when he pays too much attention to others. This is normal, he knows that you want the best, even if sometimes you get too carried away, dragging him away, distracting him, taking him away — preventing from talking to others, as if confirming how dependent he is on you. After all, he doesn't need anyone but you, and you don't need to remind him of that, right? He is yours, has always been yours, — and Yuuta agreed with that, so what has changed? Do you really have to change just because something went wrong? Did he change because of what? Is it because of them? After all, even after he became yours, they still get in the way, don't they?

If you could, you would destroy everything that hinders you and him — both; that prevents him from trusting you and understanding that you are doing what is necessary, that this is a common thing that couples do. In the end, you should be the only one he look at for so long and so in love — and this is the usual desire of lovers, all lovers are so obsessive and possessive. Any lover will be against their beloved looking at others and wanting other people's views, and there is nothing strange that sometimes you have to be more aggressive. It's just, huh, courtship.

Didn't he see in the movies how they climbed up the chimney to the window of their loved ones? After all, you are doing essentially the same thing — only instead of a chimney, you climb up to him at night, knowing that he is still awake, waiting for you, but without revealing it, breathing heavily when you get under his blanket, warming his cold stomach with hot hands, hearing his heart beat intoxicated with delight and fear of being caught. Yuuta is wet and warm, easily letting you undress and feel how excited and prepared he is, knowing that you will come so that you can not waste time on anything other than fucking him senselessly, ignoring even how much everything will be heard from the outside and how compromising he will look later, with trembling sticky thighs covered with bites and hickeys.

and it's definitely not in his best interest to remove these marks.

When you gently stretch him, holding your hand on his stomach, whispering about how needy and hot he is inside, as if convincing you to stay inside and not move anymore, to bind yourself to him forever, you are not sure if he is sleeping or still awake, — but when his belly fills up again under his inarticulate whining and trembling from another orgasm, while his eyelashes are sleepily fluttering, you can't find the strength to wake him up, kissing the warm skin before changing the pose. It doesn't matter — while he looks so fragile as if you only need one rough touch to break, Yuuta whining enthusiastically when you grab him by the hair, fucking his throat to his purring and gasping moans, even when his eyes are watering, so nothing will happen if his stomach becomes a little softer when you cum inside again, without letting anything leak out.

And even despite his difficulties, he looks perfect when you are inside, as if he was really created for you and only for you, being unable to accept anyone as well as you — neither emotionally, loving against all odds, nor physically, when his stomach becomes bulging from a single push.

It would be amazing if he could stay like this forever: ruddy, panting, warm, filled and blissful, marked by you, — as if fulfilled his destiny as your beloved, definitely given to you by heaven (only if you are this "heaven").

But even when you whisper to him that he is yours, only yours, Yuuta presses even closer to you through a dream, as if confirming this.

♡ If you could, you would scratch out the eyes of anyone who looks at it for too long. This is right, absolutely right, and you tell him the same thing when hug, kissing his neck, assuring that you just don't like when others look at him, he doesn't like other people's attention either, and Yuuta can only agree, feeling how you become satisfied, knowing that he understands this. Of course he understands — how could it be otherwise?

Even if it's a little cruel, if you destroy everything that poses a threat, there will be no threat, and even if you need a little blood, well... Yuuta justifies any means. If you were giving up just for something like this, you might as well let others hug your beloved, kiss your beloved, fuck your beloved, love your beloved — because you are above fighting. If it's just the need to be strong that makes you give up, then are you worthy? If you are afraid of the need to protect the treasure, then do you have the right to own it? If he's willing to do anything to keep you, but you can't protect him, then wouldn't it be better to just give up and leave?

... Even if others are not very happy, by the time you start, everything is over for others; no murders — but for some reason everyone understands that it's better not to even look at him if they don't want to lose their eyes, although you tell Yuuta that you don't know why. After all, shouldn't he be making sure that your eyes don't come off him, instead of keeping an eye on others? Maybe he also wants other people for himself, huh? Isn't you enough for him? Are you not good enough? In love couples, this is called "cheating" — but Yuuta is so desperately in love, almost going crazy when he hears your words, that you never talk about it again, advising only to be not so interested about other people's views if he does not want to lose yours,

and this is enough that he never asks again.

Even when Yuuta sees blood on you one day, but you console him with the words that it is not yours and you did not kill anyone at all. You would never dare — unless he wants you to; in the end, lovers do everything for each other, fulfilling desires and making life easier, helping each other and going hand in hand.

His body twitches from excessive stimulation, but he only greedily-timidly kisses you, whispering how much he loves you, that you are everything to him, even when you tease for how slutty he behaves, spreading his legs as soon as you want, as if constantly thinking about you and how you fuck him, even when you still smell slightly of blood, and Yuuta is too excited, knowing that you smell like that partly because of him.

♡ You're not okay. You're definitely not okay. Yuuta knows this when you become more and more impulsive and hungry, as if having tested his limits and realizing that there are none, you begin to lock him up, looking at how much he will be enough — sweet precious Yuuta, loving when he is hugged around the waist and kissed-biting his tender neck, and when you climb up to him at night, saying that he belongs to you until his brain closes off from the intensity, and when he gets on his knees, trying to calm you down, and when you call him such a good boy, so obedient and handsome, and when you make him choke, saying that he does not need to think, but only obey and please you,

and when he wrap his arms around you, holding you so tightly that you might as well merge with him.

Yuuta knows that you are not okay — no one who is okay will be like that when others look at their lover, but Yuuta gets even more excited when he feels how angry you are, seeing that he attracts attention, and kiss him hungrily in the corner, saying that he is only yours and only for you until his head gets dizzy and his knees start to weaken. If you were a little less decent, you would put him on his knees right there, letting everyone see how he drooling, crying while enthusiastically pleasuring you like a good lover, and he would not even pretend to resist, serving so desperately as if you could leave him at any moment — even if you decided leave him in the room and tie him up so Yuuta doesn't run away.

You are not okay, absolutely not okay, and when others notice it, Yuuta feels other people's pitying looks, knowing that he is in a relationship with someone like you, and hears anxious questions about how he is and whether everything is fine, but he only kisses you adoringly. "Is he okay?" Of course! Why such a question?

If he could, he would wear something that would make it clear that he is yours — if it only makes you feel calmer, knowing that you don't need to protect him like that anymore, since he won't run away anywhere else.

Even when others start to shy away, Yuuta knows that yes, something is wrong, but it's not your fault — he knew what you were like, and you never hid it, so it's his responsibility to calm you down and take care of you if he's the one who makes you feel that way. In the end, he only makes things worse, but he knows that you will listen to him even if everything goes wrong. You love him while he adored you, and he understands that you are only protecting him.

It's just a "love thing", it's "courtship", even if others don't quite understand, just looking at him as a helpless vulnerable damsel in distress.

But you are not a sea monster and he is not tied to a rock and naked; and even if he were, he does not need to be rescued.

Maybe he likes it when you're a monster.

♡ Yuuta whines as you stretch him, feeling him getting more and more full as you move, ignoring twitching and whimpering about stopping while holding his hands firmly behind his back, resting his cheek on the ground. When his body shudders violently from the feeling of fullness again before you push again, without giving him even a little time to get used to his position, biting him so hard that a mark will remain — although he should rather care about how fucked and exhausted he will be by the time you are done with him, so stuffed and sticky as if after being bred all night, with an equally overly sensitive body.

Yuuta says that you should take out stress on him, using it until you are satisfied, he wants to be the best lover for you, he can withstand everything you give, but starts crossing his legs as soon as you undress him — only to have them forcibly spread apart while you make him cum in your mouth as a preparation. Not that you had any stress that you could take out on him, but looking into his brilliant, persistent eyes, you could not say 'no', even if you then pull his hair back, exposing his neck covered with marks to hear muffled moans from how you deep, causing his eyes to roll up from excitement; screaming your name and demanding more while you're biting him, marking his red shoulders and feeling even worse when you see him sticking out his tongue, getting ready to cum again.

By the time you finish, you feel so tired but pleasantly empty, as if you have never wanted anything but rest, especially when Yuuta presses against you, pathetically hastily kissing, adoringly looking at your face, but without saying a word, being unable to even move, holding his hips apart — and exhaling sharply when you put your hand on his soft round belly, stroking, feeling how full he is.

A quiet "I love you" sounds like a cradle, even if you know you have to take care of the mess — but it's so warm and soft that you can't resist the urge to fall asleep next to it for just a couple of minutes.

for the first time you sleep so peacefully, knowing that he is in your hands and will not go anywhere.

au where the reader understands that they are not okay about yuuta and they break up only to get together again later hhhhhh

#.spicy♡ #✉.yuuta okkotsu #🥮 — jujutsu kaisen #🧸.cnc #🧸.unhealthy #🧸.mind break #🧸.deep penetration #🧸.somnophilia #🧸.dumbification #🧸.degradation kink #sub yuuta okkotsu #sub jujutsu kaisen #yuuta okkotsu smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #dom reader #top reader #yandere reader #yandere yuuta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu x reader #cw dark content

[darlingpwease]

Btw, opinion on naga!reader × ftm!yuuta?? 🤨🤨

Ik naga stuff isn't super big but I've been reader some monster works and just– boom ideas, yknow??

-panna cotta

HUMAN-HUBBY!

CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour implied, established relationship, power imbalance, mild size kink / size difference, mild predator/prey dynamic, interspecies relationship / xenophilia, talk about cubs, some details about snake physiology, deep kisses with snake-tongue, mind break [yuuta]

hypersexuality, sex marathon, mild primal kink, unprotected sex / breeding, deep penetration + belly bulge, rough treatment, praise (g., r.), double penetration (g.), fingering (g.), hyperstimulation (g.), choking from squeezing by tail (g.), cum inflation (g.), bondage (g., by tail), body worship (r.)

WRITING STYLE: yuuta's genitals are ambiguous but implied as a vagina ('juice', 'hole'), reader's genitals are ambiguous but implied as a dick(s) ('cum')

DARLINGS: yuuta okkotsu x reader; dom!reader, top!reader, monster!reader, dark!yuuta okkotsu, dark!reader

note: 'opinion' hdhdhdhd ESSAY– he's a guy & he has a vagina because I don't know how to properly write gender. anyway–

Yuuta has a rather cold body, freezes easily, but when you wrap tail around his thin, fragile figure, almost teasing him with how toylike he is compared to you, like a small prey, even if your sizes are not so different, he is hot like a stove and just as ruddy, giving you to squeeze him and cuddle to a hot chest without feeling even a hint of resistance, but just hearing frantic heartbeat. And Yuuta doesn't exactly consider himself 'kinky' or having questionable tastes, but when you tease him by lifting your tail, giving him a glimpse to touch it to immediately remove it, or twining around just to remind him what this gorgeous tail is capable of, from which he can't take his eyes off, he understands what's something is wrong with him if even your teasing about how he stares at your gorgeous body for an indecently long time can distract him only for a while before he shyly looks at you again.

Yuuta is so hopeless at hiding how often he is distracted by your tail and how much he doesn't mind when you turn around him, wrapping your arms around his warm neck and asking about his red ears while gently rocking on him, letting him feel how good you are on his warm, non-resisting body, as if begging you not to letting it go out of a tenacious grip. And you, you can't resist, lazily kissing his face and ears, stroking wet neck, gently entwining around his hands so that he does not get in the way, whispering how malleable and harmless he is, so sensitive, so vulnerable to you, allowing you to keep him in this state and intoxicatingly kiss until he whines, feeling your tail rubbing him between thighs, trying to get even more heat.

Unlike him, your body is so cold, needing warmth, hungry and greedy as soon as it finds him, looking for more and more, and Yuuta can't tell you 'no' even when you scratch, trying to get rid of his clothes, almost purring when he enthusiastically rubs against your tail, further inflaming your desire to take advantage of his soft, hot body, from which you are separated only by scraps of clothing — and Yuuta cannot hide the trembling when your claws scratch him, almost touching his skin, knowing that you can leave thin marks on him at any moment, branding him as yours. Unlike you, he is too constrained in movements and too open, even if you actually decide to harm him, Yuuta will not have time to react and is not sure that he will be able to get out even if tries, so tightly squeezed that sometimes it becomes difficult for him to breathe, but does not try to stop you even when your embrace become too strong,

because he feels so good.

Even when your sharp claws get to his stomach, gently stroking, purring into his neck, and Yuuta knows what you want to say, but you just remain silent, stroking sensitive warm skin, almost threateningly scratching it, reminding him how vulnerable and defenseless he is, how frivolous he is when so shamelessly naked, — before slide lower, humming quite when he tries to squeeze hips in a playful gesture rather than in a desire to interfere with you, but, of course, not allowing him to do so.

Yuuta is so wet and hot that you are almost intoxicated; sticky, trembling, breathing heavily when you touch wet underwear, rubbing, holding his hips prettily spread for you, trying not to scratch him, but letting him feel your claws, from which only useless fabric protects him — and from which you easily you get rid of it; biting his hot neck, from which he wheezes, but moaning when you lick a new mark; trying to be as gentle as possible when make his body tremble, squeezing you tightly, as if trying to make you stay inside forever.

Your claws are so tenacious, sharp, dangerously sharp, but when they slide over his thigh, they make him moan enthusiastically while you kissing him as passionately as you can, making him feel almost fucked in mouth while rubbing him between thighs — and disappointed when you gently interrupt the kiss, making him whine with frustration,

forcing him to almost growl in frustration when you leave his wet thighs exposed,

before you hide face in his neck again, soothing him with close presence, ignoring his complaints and pleas to continue, feeling how pulsating and hot, moist, stretched, so perfect, ready to greedily accept everything you want to give him, eager to be full, filled with you.

When you gently snuggle up to him, briefly biting and licking his neck, convincing him to relax, but only making him tremble foreshadowingly, understanding what you want to do when comfortably settle between his thighs, — and whine enthusiastically when you press against, stretching, slowly but continuously filling until you are so as deep as you can, forcing him to accept everything despite how tight he is, as if provoking you to continuously fuck and breed him until his body starts to be perfect for you again.

So hot that you feel how your body start to shake involuntarily, convincing you to grab his hips and fuck until you fill him with your cubs, making sure that they will always be warm and protected inside his soft but strong body, ideal so that you do not stop breeding him even after the first brood, biting him for his neck, irresistibly red with shame and marks, while you fill his defenselessly needy body again and again, hearing him whimper while your cum with his juice flows down his thighs — or when he babbles indistinctly while you open him well, letting the leftovers drain out before stuffing him to the brim again, taking care that he will be bred by you as soon as recovers from old cubs; keeping him as your cute warm mate in whom you can always warm up and whom you can always fuck into unconsciousness.

By the time his trembling thighs are comfortably positioned for the deepest thrusts, Yuuta can no longer help fidgeting, squeezing and releasing you, uselessly trying to move, — and crying enthusiastically when you abruptly push inside and out, making him to whine wistfully only to almost suffocate from a new push, fucking him with lasciviously squelching sounds that he can't help but make, being too wet and soaked, so thirsty when you gently begin to stretch with deep slow thrusts, helping him get used to your size again, steadily fucking — but hurriedly hammering in when Yuuta whines that you tease him, only to immediately falls silent, squeezing you so tightly that you can hardly move, trembling in your hands, before starts to squeeze even harder around you, pulsating, letting you feel how everything inside him, hot and soft, tries to feel you as deep as possible.

When Yuuta cums, moaning your name, begging you not to stop, giving you a great view of his hot, excited body, ready to take even more and cum even harder until you stuff him to such a state that he can't even cum, being able to only mumble pathetically while you continue to fuck him, squeezing him like your little prey, which is unable to even move, let alone realize how much he is shackled and caught, tightly grabbed by you and held like your pretty thing.

When his hot soft supple body lets you push into him even through orgasm, not letting him move away from the ecstatic state to be knocked down again by the sensations of how you stretch him, feel how much his attempts to hinder you are useless when you roughly bred him, fucking his tight hole, letting him feel how thick and big you are for him, how strong you are for silly attempts not to let you drive inside and stuff him, how tenacious when your tongue again strives to his mouth for a new wet deep kiss while you don't stop fucking him raw — but without feeling any rebuff, as if your kiss makes his head spin, and your rough animal thrusts into his hole only make him wetter and enjoying, eager to spread his thighs and mouth even more, so that you don't stop even for a moment, using him and shamelessly enjoying even if it means that then the cum will flow out of his used hole while Yuuta tries to regain consciousness,

even if it means that then he will be stuffed filled with your cubs.

But by the time you are already pushing easily, without wasting time on gentle thrusts, letting Yuuta feel how you use his hot wet body, as if not paying attention to the fact that this is not his third orgasm that he experiences from too pleasant thrusts for someone who should be "used", hearing his wheezing and whining mixed with declarations of love and enthusiastic moans about how good he feels, how wet he is, how much he wants you to spread him, fill him, fuck him until his stomach is rounded and becomes soft from the abundance of your cum in it, flowing down his thighs along with the juices,

so enthusiastic and trembling from too much sensitivity and orgasms that does not immediately understand when you start filling him again before his stomach becomes stuffed not only with cum, forcing him to choke with surprise and amazement, sticking out his tongue, drooling when you slightly slow down the rhythm to give a good take before continuing as it was, ignoring his gasping moans and shocked look of amazement, seeing belly bulge because of how completely you fill him, leaving almost no free space. When the first thrusts make him whine with fullness, feeling so full and stretched and squeezed and fucked that Yuuta can't breathe, just gasping for air, feeling like his body is not in his control, seeing stars in front of his eyes, realizing with blind insane delight how you use him, as if losing control, fucking him to such a state that when you cum, you will definitely make him not only flow with it, but also definitely breed with your cubs, — but if not, then offering him again and again to continue to mate with you,

making him even more addicted from how good it is.

By the time you shake, impulsively warning him about it only to feel how Yuuta squeezes you tightly in a blind unconscious desire to be filled — and giving it to him, slowly fucking even when you cum, trying to be affectionate and stroking him, hearing him cry about how beautiful and good and affectionate and tender and perfect you are, even when you're not pulling out despite his thighs getting wet and soaked by you, being unable to keep everything inside, but also unable to get off or move away, obediently accepting, breathing hard while you kiss his skin, convincing him that everything is fine and that you are almost done, and receiving in response only a lazy semblance of purring and trembling attempts to stroke you in response.

By the time you finish and make sure that everything remains as deep inside him as possible, you can't give up the desire to put him down (despite his dissatisfied whining) and gently spread, shamelessly showing you how your cum drips from how much Yuuta is stuffed with it, feeling almost proud even despite his dissatisfied moan, implying a request to snuggle up to him and stop doing something else, and you can't resist, even if, instead of wrapping yourself around his body, you try to curl up, leaving his body in warmth and sweet bliss while he snuggles close to you, smiling happily.

monster reader go brrrrrr. maybe I'm completely off topic but? no matter. I think I've proved how desperate I am to any idea about them. talk with me pwease,,,,,,

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[darlingpwease]

The thought of Yuuta having no proper experience and then pervy!reader comes along and corrupts him in the absolutely best ways possible has me drooling

Innocent Yuuta -> Sex addict Yuuta is just <3333

-panna cotta

CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour, established relationship, pet names + name-calling, light virgin shaming (g.), mind break [yuuta]

sex marathon, somnophilia, dubious consent (dubcon), corruption kink, 'loss of virginity [talk], heavy petting, masturbation [yuuta], oral sex (g., r.), hyperstimulation (g.)

virgin!yuuta who had no significant physical intimacy.

when he was younger, he held hands and even once [1] received a kiss on the cheek and once [1] kissed on the cheek of another; now he clings to you when you kiss him, — at first only leaving pecks on his ruddy excited face, — and loves when you sensually hug, breathing into his neck and letting him lie under you or lying on top of you, feeling your heartbeat through skin and warmth even despite clothes.

and yuuta doesn't want to sound wrong, but it's enough for him — not in the sense that he would mind more, but even your kisses make his head spin; when you are so close that he can smell you or hear your breathing, holding you in his arms, which makes it feel like he is lying without clothes.

maybe he's too inexperienced or too not greedy — it's natural to want more, right? — but when you lie together, pressed against each other, as if bound, it's enough for him.

virgin!yuuta who squeezes his thighs together when you put your hand on them; smiles shyly when you throw up your arm to hug; puts his head on your shoulder and buries his face in your neck when you hug.

he doesn't quite understand what you want to do when try to touch his inner thigh, put his head on your chest or kiss his face, stroking his back, whispering about how beautiful he is, — and he really doesn't mind, but it feels strange, incomprehensible, especially when you lightly stroke his stomach, — even if you don't touch anything sexual, it still makes him shiver.

it's not that he finds the courage — or the need — to find out what you mean when you squeeze and lightly pinch him like a toy, as if checking what sounds he can make, — and it becomes even more strange when you tell him that he sounds 'cute' and his cheeks burn not only from the compliment, but also from the subtext, which he catches, but cannot understand.

it's not that you expect him to realize, but his confused, shy face, especially when you tell him how innocent he is, is adorable.

virgin!yuuta who doesn't touch himself often. it's not that he's not familiar with the concept of masturbation or feels dirty, but it's just not exactly what he wants — he doesn't have a high libido, or a strong desire, and even if it helps him fall asleep faster, he's too... shy and clamped to do this.

previously, rika could visit him at any time if the emotions were too strong, — now he just isn't used to being touched and doesn't feel the need. if he has too much energy, he trains; either he is looking for some other activities, or makes his way to you, looking for your soothing presence, which always helps him relax and get rid of obsessive thoughts without having to be sexually active.

when you ask to help you relax after a stressful day, yuuta does not even think to refuse, regardless of what exactly you ask — but when you ask him to turn his back to you and whisper that everything is fine and you can handle it yourself, yuuta is not okay; especially when you cling to him, touching his skin with your lips, pressing your too hot hands to his icy stomach, yuuta is afraid that he will lose consciousness from the unexpected proximity of skin to skin, — and only whines almost audibly when you whisper that he is so good and so obedient, so soft, so sweet.

when you put leg between his thighs, and yuuta wants to squeeze them again, but you kiss his neck, whispering that you feel so good, you feel like you can finally relax, being so close to him, and yuuta can only agree and try to relax, even if you are too close to him, breathing on his skin and twitching slightly in sleep, wrapping his waist so tightly that he can't get out without waking you up.

in the morning, he slides down and hurries to the bathroom too quickly than usual.

virgin!yuuta who definitely doesn't squirm when your pressure gets too tight; whining, trying not to rub too hard, but fidgeting when the friction stops — and whining too loudly when you whisper his name through a dream.

... yuuta who trembles when clings to your clothes, asking you to sleep face to face, red, whispering that he likes to see you, and he is not deceiving you — you are absolutely breathtaking — but when he presses even closer to you, rubbing his body against you, and hears you sleeping, even unaware of what he's doing, his cheeks burn even more.

you're so nice, — he's like in paradise, — and when he moves too much, you just give in, allowing him to choose the most comfortable place and rhythm while he drools, awkwardly humping.

when he sees your eyes, looking at his wet, ruddy face?

his heart stops.

virgin!yuuta who isn't used to touching even himself, let alone letting others do it, and can't look into your face when you caress him, rubbing, saying nothing, but stroking reassuringly, as if trying to convince that everything is fine and there's nothing wrong with him doing something like that, as if you're okay with him, — and his heart would have melted if it hadn't been beating in throat from fear and delight.

when you move your leg too gently and tenderly, as if taking care that yuuta feels very good, hugging him to keep in place, yuuta wants to cling and whine apologies for what he did, just to break the silence, but you shush at any attempts, without stopping, gently increasing the pace when his whining from a plaintive apology becomes excited, as if he is about to cum, just from the fact that you make him squirm on your thigh.

when you force him to cum, abruptly turning him over on back, holding tightly, continuing to rub against even when he tries to squeeze thigh from too much stimulation, having not yet waited out the stimulation period, being so sensitive that the touch of your hand through the fabric makes him squirm even more, trying to hide from you, drooling and slightly crying.

virgin!yuuta who touches himself for the first time in front of someone, and he is even glad that it was you, but not when his fingers are wet with cum and juice, feeling how you hold his thighs apart, whispering something about how beautiful he is and that you have wanted to see him like this for so long, — and yuuta only shyly curls toes, closing eyes, being ready to fall into the ground with shame, and almost whining when hears the wet sounds that his body makes, even more treacherously excited from knowing that you are watching.

when you ask him to be a good boy and cum in front of your eyes and he cums? this is too much for him — he is afraid that he will not be able to be conscious now, getting the third orgasm of the night and knowing that it is too much.

but when you ask him to help you, looking at his charmingly wet and red, confused face, which becomes even more pathetic when he sees you undressing, — and yuuta tries not to tremble too much when his fingers touch you, for the first time in his life, feeling how hot and excited you are, and knowing that it's because of him, — and his head is too dizzy from the huge amount of feelings and emotions experienced. when he tries to clumsily make you cum, feeling too good when he feels the pulsation and hears your breathing, knowing that you are now focused only on your pleasure, that you can cum in his hands, because of his hands, and this only makes him more excited and flustered.

he doesn't know what he's thinking when asks you to relax and lie on back, — he really thought it was a good idea, — but his mouth is so hot and wet, even if inexperienced, trying to serve you as best as possible while his tongue diligently licks you, listening to your every sigh and moan, — and whining plaintively when feels you grabbing him by the hair, moving the way you prefer, sleepily hoarsely telling him what needs to be done to make you feel good, and yuuta can only obey, purring, fearing that he is too out of his mind not to lose consciousness if you continue.

when you hold tightly, making him to accept everything, yuuta almost suffocates, but only tries to bury his nose deeper, relaxing as much as possible.

perhaps he is still not himself when blissfully clings to you, sticky and dirty, but are not ready to part with you, whispering how much he adores you — especially when you stroke him and kisses his face, replying that he can always turn to you.

virgin!yuuta who, perhaps, is too fond of sex — giving you oral until his face becomes sticky and wet, or stroking you between your thighs until you are satisfied, only to see him briefly lick his fingers; when he does not squeeze thighs as tightly as before, allowing you to slide between them even when there are people around, but whispering to you to be careful, fearfully looking around.

not that he was preoccupied, but when he saddles your hips again and again to your purring that if he wants, he must work himself, — and shamefacedly humping, drooling and whining while you look at his face, red with shame, and only tease him even more for how needy he is, almost without getting off you should you be alone.

when you give him oral for the first time, and yuuta is so scared and confused even knowing what you are going to do, interrupting the very beginning several times with a tremor in his voice, apologizing and saying that he is not sure and that you should not, in fact, do this — the meaning is that you can satisfy him otherwise than touching it with your mouth.

yuuta who is frantically grabbing you by the hair, whining and almost choking when you ignore his inarticulate excuses, getting in response more than an exciting reaction from his sensitive body, still overreacting to any stimulation. and yuuta needs a couple of minutes, but you need more, forcing him to push his hips and beg you before you will bring him to orgasm again and again, waiting for him to catch his breath only to continue — which is why by the end he loses consciousness for a few minutes, too overwhelmed by sensations.

you can't keep silent about it when he wakes up, feeling only how much his body hurts, but feeling so happy — and shy, hearing your light teasing.

virgin!yuuta who whines when you tease him that you can take his virginity, squeezing him tightly in your arms and making him feel caught and grabbed, letting him feel how serious you are in your 'threat', — but his humiliatingly red cheeks and ears make you want to laugh, teasing him even more about what a pervert he is, that he would even be glad of this, and gently purring that one day you will definitely do it with him.

he is not too obsessive with 'purity', virginity or inexperience — this is not exactly what is the focus of attention for him, even if he will have unspoken questions if you are too experienced, — but when you stroke each other, too enthusiastic, and you hold him tightly to you, letting him feel how aroused you are and whispering how close you are to just undress him and take, slightly biting his neck or shoulders, yuuta admits that maybe,

if you really decided to take his virginity,

it would be good.

he doesn't believe in something like that, — it's just an indicator of the absence of other partners, nothing more — but maybe if you decided to take him and 'spoil'... he definitely wouldn't mind letting you do whatever you want with him.

and if his virginity is something attractive to you, then you can take it to yourself, especially if you continue to kiss him so passionately, as if hungry for him, sliding your fingers over his body.

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[darlingpwease]

I come bearing gifts :))

-panna cotta

YESSS!! YUUTA OBSESSED WITH SLIME!READER!!!!

He doesn't even properly realize it at first for a while either.

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cw; mutual obsessiveness, overstim <3, exhibitionism???, humiliation, edging, orgasm denial, oopsies kinda role switch where instead of Yuuta technically owning you, you own him instead but we love that here <3333

When he goes back he’s not entirely sure what to do with you. You’re back in the tube, all still again, and not even a day after returning he is already rushing back to his room to activate you again. It hasn’t even been that long since you last touched him, why is he so needy??

But once you move again, and the way you immediately seem to perk up happily once you see Yuuta and pounce on him, he can’t help but feel something weird in his chest, his head already getting fuzzy, and while you seep through his clothes right away, already getting to work, he can’t help but let out an oddly satisfied sigh as he relaxes.

And the next day, feeling refreshed despite you playing with him ‘til he was sobbing, he feels almost stupidly happy when he feels you rubbing his back and cheek with you leaving sticky trails along his skin.

This becomes a small routine between the two of you. He comes back as quickly as he can, activates you, you both get intimate, sleep, repeat. It’s gotten to the point where Yuuta leaves out a glass of water so you stay active as long as you’d like (and you of course take advantage of that <33)

You two have been in so much contact with each other that Yuuta almost can’t bear not feeling you touching him. He was already antsy before at not being able to be home 24/7, but now he actually struggles without you touching him anymore.

Sitting at his desk, constant moans leave Yuuta. With every deep thrust you give him, you hit him in the right spots every time, making him jolt from the harshness, but he makes no effort to slow you down. His upper body leaning against the table, hands clawing at it as he whines.

So much for doing some work– 

You rub him up and down as you thrust, and as his voice gets just that bit higher, as his whines grow more constant, his eyes fluttering, you can tell he’s getting closer to cumming. As his trembling increases, riiighttt as he is about to reach his peak– 

You stop.

You stop, and he sobs. Why? Why would you do that?? 

He tries to grind down pathetically, but that doesn’t even do anything. He cries out again, why did you stop?? He was so close, he was sosososo close– 

You begin thrusting again, and he’s grateful. You grip onto his thighs and position him in a way you go deeper, adding more and more of yourself into him, and he can feel it.

Oh god can he feel it– 

He feels like he could cum just from that alone, and when you keep going more rough, he can’t- he- oh fuck he- he’s gonna–

As drool drips onto the desk infront of him, ruining his paper as it collects into a puddle, as his eyes begin to roll back, his legs trembling again,

You stop once more.

Tears that were lightly falling before streamed down his face much faster now. Pleads and begs falling from his mouth as you denied him cumming once more. ‘Please darling–’ he sobs out, his face beautifully flushed as you gently stroke his cheek, giving a sloppy attempt at wiping his tears (oh who were you kidding, you loved it, the way he looks, his beggin, you can’t help but tease him more~).

This teasing goes on for quite some time. Drawing him closer and closer to the edge before you sadistically rip it out of his reach, sobs and begs being the only thing leaving his mouth at this point. By the time you decide to let him cum, his mind is all mushy, slurred pleas leaving his mouth. 

You resume your thrusting once more after admiring Yuuta’s face after halting him from his nth orgasm. Lips quivering, all he can do is try to let out weak ‘please’s from his mouth. When you touch him once more in a completely intoxicating way, when you wrap yourself around him, his waist, his thighs, back, arms, his neck, almost as if you’re trapping him, he can feel his climax approaching.

He tries to repress his cries, his moans, silently pleading to himself for you to not notice so he can cum– he wants to cum please let him cum– and when he does– 

All air escapes him, his back arching, everything twitching as he doesn’t seem to stop cumming, and with you still going, rubbing him everywhere, just making it feel even more good, it's like a constant stream of cum leaving him. 

He can’t leave you, you can’t leave him. Not anymore, never, no more, you’re too good, too good so good, you’re an unsightly drug thats taken him captive, made him addicted beyond return and even if you don’t have any indication of leaving him, he’s definitely not going to let you have that chance. 

You came to him for a reason. Him. Of all people, and now that he’s been touched and loved and fucked the way he has by you,, he’s almost, if not completely certain that you might be all he needs.

He’s so caught up in how much he craves you, that he doesn’t seem to notice that you’re the same way. He is your human. Your precious, pretty fragile little human– he tastes so good, he looks so good…

He is delectable, you want to take him and hide him away. Never leaving you, he wouldn’t even think about leaving you (you wouldn’t let him). Although he got you, he is yours. Nobody else's. Even if the world were to end, you would never let him leave you.

A switch seemed to have flipped in his mind since then. Now, everytime he has to leave his room, to get food, to class, just to get fresh air, you are with him. 

Yes, it may not be all of you, it would be too noticeable for him to be walking around with a huge slime following him, holding him, notlettinghimgo– that’s why he has a portion of you at all times now. 

As he gets questions on why he seems so red– is he sick? You must rest, Yuuta! Take care of yourself!– He silently squeezes his thighs together as he feels you crawling over him. Although it’s not nearly as much as you usually are, the way your moving and touching him under his clothes, his little secret, the way you caress his waist and inner thighs, rubbing against his perky chest as he is trying so hard not to make any noise, telling everyone that he’s okay! He’s fine!

You don’t penetrate him, but the way you’re covering him down there, the way you’re playing with him, toying with him, it’s almost as if you’re somehow licking him, kissing him there, sloppily pleasuring him, pressing harder, better– 

Shit, fine? He’s more than fine, he feels fucking wonderful right now– 

The ways he’s breathing has people concerned, but only you know, only you know how good you’re making him feel. The urge to fill him up with you until he can’t handle it anymore is overwhelming, but you know you can’t do that with all these people here, only you can see him like that. Only you. Maybe you should do it, though? That way you can show everyone he is yours. Your human. Your treasure. That you own him.

Only you can do this. Only you can make him scream in pleasure. Only you can make him faint from how good he feels. Only you can see his flustered look as you toy with him. Only you can see his adorable shame as he can’t help but feel so incredibly turned on, by you. Nobody else, just you. 

And boy oh boy is Yuuta in for a night once he heads back.

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cw unhealthy behaviour, xenophilia, hypersexuality, sex marathon, heavy petting, somnophilia, throat fucking, semi-public sex, hints of consensual noncon (CNC), belly bulge + deep penetration, unprotected sex / breeding, hyperstimulation (g.), orgasm denial (g.), multiple + forced orgasms (g.), hints of oviposition at the very end (not real eggs)

Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yuuta who needs you so desperately, nervously unbuttoning his clothes and carelessly taking them off when you are almost gurgling, watching, waiting for him to be ready to let you climb on his arms and then slide down; even if you can pretty much soak through the fabric, there is something special when your human undresses in front of you, exposing himself, becoming so defenseless and vulnerable to you, letting you melt on his slowly warming skin and do whatever you want while hold him tight, even if his control and understanding is dangerously minimal.

Wet marks remaining on his inner thigh or stomach when you gently move, teasing, continuously caressing with a process to make sure that he is still wet and excited even when you are busy with his chest, trying to be careful while rubbing and squeezing, causing him painful moans of dull arousal, associated not so much with with pleasure, but with the feeling of you making him want more even when act indirectly. His thighs rubbing against each other in an attempt to feel you better, even knowing that it is useless, but in vain ignoring sound thoughts — Yuuta whines, feeling how you spread his thighs to prevent him from cumming until you have not touched him properly.

When Yuuta begs you to take him, even if his ears and face are burning with embarrassment and shame, pathetically complaining that you don't touch him as he wants; trying to stay in place and not grab you with hands when you lazily reach lower, almost burning his skin with a wet teasing trace, leisurely touching and ignoring the way his hips are shaking from overexcitation and need, trying to squeeze into your sticky appendage, but only feeling how you spread over the skin, not allowing him to, fleetingly stroking him in response to his disappointed whimpering.

His surprised sigh and enthusiastic moan when you, in response to his pleas and words about how he needs you, how perfect you are and that he can't do without you, fill him with one push, purring and vibrating while Yuuta grabs the first thing that comes across, drooling from overwhelmedness and fullness, arching when you start move, enjoying his face, which has become a true mess from just a couple of your movements, making him gasp and enthusiastically call you. And you try to be sensual and slow, but Yuuta shouts your name so sweetly and begs for more that you can't resist, wrapping around his body in any way, caressing and touching everything you can, buzzing when he moans from thrusts in his mouth just to lick you himself, relaxing throat and trusting even when you push deeper, making him to choke, mercilessly filling his body and firmly pressing him into place until you are satisfied, leaving as many of marks on him and inside him as possible, forcing him to continuously sick you and take you without trying to resist while his body is trembling from a new orgasm, aching, being overwhelmed by sensations.

(Yuuta who once says that he will buy sex toys if you continue to constantly tease him and do not give him — and he does not fall asleep throughout the night, even when can do nothing but whine and drool from deep and stretching, non-stop thrusts, at first trying to justify that 'he did not mean that' and that 'he is sorry', but later stopping when his body was constantly cramping and shaking, not ceasing to want more and hurt from how much got, almost like your first time, but now you wrap around his neck only when make angry noises, and it's enough for Yuuta to feel how irritated you are to painfully cum for the last time, burying face in a wet pillow while you squeeze his neck, blocking the opportunity to take a breath for the strongest orgasm.

Of course, you carefully take care of him after and then after he comes to, still shivering and barely getting to his feet; you really regret that allowed emotions to take over, you didn't want this at all, but he just greedily drinks a glass of water, blushing, not understanding how he should give you understand that he is absolutely fine, and if you are still angry, Yuuta does not mind being your stress toy at all — he should take care of you, he is your owner, even if it is hard for him to bring his legs together after.)

Yuuta feels so well how you move through his body, from the hips clenched together, preventing you from crawling between them, higher up his stomach, to the chest stiff with excitement when he feels you lovingly caressing, slightly pulling and rubbing, as if not hearing concerned questions from others, being too busy with him and that how his legs shake when you rub for too long, — and Yuuta can only blush shyly, assuring that he is just hot and it will pass soon, but he has no idea if you will soon realize that he needs a slower rhythm and whether he needs a "slow rhythm" if he can almost hear you happily squelching, inaudibly teasing that he shouldn't push too far thighs. He so desperately wants to get under his shirt and touch you (or himself), or spread his legs and let you accidentally slip between, not being able to stop you in any way, but he has to do his job and not be distracted by you even when you clearly want to distract him and offer to stop somewhere — you feel that he needs it.

When you play with him in some random public place like a toilet or a doorway — even if you are too small, you can still make him bite his clothes or convulsively plug his mouth with his hand, moaning while you tease him and leave his overexcitation unrequited, taking care that Yuuta is needy enough when he gets home to continue, perhaps by pressing his body against the window or in front of the mirror, reminding him how much he likes to fuck anywhere, as if he doesn't know it without you, enjoying you in any way.

(You once makes him cum in a public place and it definitely changes something in him.)

Yuuta takes care of you so obsessively, trying to make everything as comfortable and better as possible, allowing you to almost always be near him, even when he is doing household chores, blushing from the feeling of your wrapping around his waist or when you crawl around, gurgling at the feeling of his hands on you during an evening break like a movie (where you both sometimes watch not a movie at all, even if it goes, under his moans and whining),

but he hates when you get out of bed or out of his house for a long time and without warning, even if Yuuta knows that you have gone for extra comfort for him or to get some water if he forgets about it, he hates staying for a long time without you, and the fact that you are silent makes it worse, since he doesn't even know if you're still here. You probably come back regularly hearing him whining and plaintively calling you, and your instinct can't handle it, hurriedly rushing to lie down with him or pet him, soothing before returning back to aftercare preparation only to hear his weak voice again. Perhaps it would seem superfluous for a human, but you are not a human... and you even like it — the way Yuuta needs you, clinging, sometimes leaving as much water as possible so that you stay with him all night, not only for sex, but just stuck to him, vibrating slightly, feeling like he gradually falls asleep, wrapped up by you.

(You are always there when he has wet dreams, stretching and filling until he cums to sleep peacefully again! You are on guard of his healthy and undisturbed sleep! Maybe you sometimes get carried away and wake him up — but you immediately make him fall asleep again, even if he can't stop shaking and whining your name for a while.)

Yuuta, who demands that you never think about someone else and always be with him, even if he knows that it's natural, you kind of belong to him, — but every time he feels so creepy and disgusting that you may not be his, that he may not be yours, or that you will find someone else, and he becomes many times more obsessive and possessive, demanding that you treat him as rudely as possible and remember that you can't treat anyone the same as him, only him.

However, when you allow yourself to be possessive, he feels so good — perhaps sometimes deliberately provoking you just so that you vent frustration, convincing him that he is only yours and that no one will treat him the same as you, making him scream, riding on you until he screams that he belongs to you and that he is only yours to make you relax and be calmer, filling him with yourself to the end and until you step over his limit, reminding him that only you can make him feel like that, that you are perfect for him, that he was created for you and you were created for him — there's nothing strange that Yuuta can't explain why he became so happy and contented, and it's not out of shame that people find out about you.

You are only his, you belong only to him, — and people should not be interested in you, and he wants to sound non-aggressive or secretive, but he can't help but slightly irritated, twitching his shoulders, saying that he finally found a good hobby with which he can relax, smiling nervously when feels you almost purring under his shirt, wrapping around his waist, lightly stroking as if encouraging him for such words as a pet — and for some reason it's... nice.

Of course, you encourage Yuuta. He's almost like your pet — only your human.

cw oviposition, the word 'hole' is used

listen, listen, listen. yuuta,,,, trembling from a new wave of orgasm when you stuff him with toy eggs.

He clings so feverishly, arching back, looking at how they hurriedly flow out of your body into his, making him especially shudder and try to squeeze whenever you stretch him with another one, — but feeling how tightly you hold him, not letting him feel how full he is now. Even when your fluid drips down his thighs while you push a new one, leaving him in a disorderly need to find out what you did to him, so diligently and almost lovingly trying to find a place for each egg, as if you really planned to stuff him with your eggs and leave him like that, — responding with a brief cooing to his whining and a soft vibration on his gasping moan when he feels how deep they are.

When you gently push back, trying to be as slow as possible, but Yuuta still groans hollowly when you stretch his body for the last time, only to find himself still as full, feeling your eggs vibrate slightly in him exactly as they should, constantly reminding him of how depraved and needy he is, being so excited about things like that,,,,, when Yuuta flows with a lubricant, consisting of your and his liquids, and you see how his hole pulsates from recent stimulation, needy and sensitive, even when his stomach bulges a little not because of you, but because of how deep you stuffed it, and if you lie down on him, you can feel this vibration even through the skin under his quiet sighs,,,,,,,,

When you thrust inside his body, still full of eggs, taking care that they snuggle up to the most sensitive spots while you take care of everything else, happily purring with pleasure that he can take your almost-eggs so easily while Yuuta moans and screams, being overly stimulated and fondled, but you just gently bury his face in the pillow without stopping to breed him raw, keeping his hips nice and spread until you make sure that he is definitely good with toys — you just need a deeper study, okay? It's taking care of your owner, nothing more, even when Yuuta cums again, whining that it's too much; maybe you keep pushing into him even when he goes limp — only to wake up being sticky and wet and full, so full when you start gently taking the eggs out of him, this time taking care only that he doesn't have a hard time pushing them. Now it's his work while you continue to fuck him, trying to get him to get rid of the eggs inside, creating an obsessive double stimulation for his soft, unaccustomed body.

By the time you finish, Yuuta almost immediately loses consciousness from fatigue and overload, but it's okay, you're used to it.

#.spicy♡ #❖.my jewelry #✮.panna cotta <3 #🥮 — jujutsu kaisen #✉.yuuta okkotsu #I will shamelessly drag this into the post as well </3 #🧸.rough sex #🧸.breeding #🧸.xenophilia #🧸.cnc #🧸.choking #🧸.deep penetration #🧸.orgasm denial #🧸.hyperstimulation #🧸.hypersexuality #monster reader #dom reader #sub yuuta okkotsu

[darlingpwease]

GOOD FOR HUMAN!

cw unhealthy behaviour, xenophilia, mind break, noncon -> dubcon, rough sex, outdoor sex, breeding / unprotected sex, mild blood play, hyperstimulation (g.), penetration giving

a little bit about yuuta just a little bit I beg I'm physically ill for almost a week without him

Yuuta who is engaged in hunting creatures for the first time. he does this not because he dreamed or even had abilities — he is very pathetic and insignificant, in his opinion, and all this hunting is too pointless and even dangerous for him, but they tell that it is "in his blood" and Yuuta has nothing with which he could return; even if a disgusting taste remains in his mouth when he is given a weapon for self-defense and instructed for the last time, after several months of training and preparation, because there are too few volunteers — not so many people can at least potentially get along with domesticated beasts — and it is urgent to reduce the number of creatures before there are too many of them.

when Yuuta meets you,

his new and first partner,

a predatory beast, who, however, should not harm him, — obedience is in your head, but not in your blood, — then he does not want to look scared or pathetic, seeing your confident figure or sharp teeth, but at the same time he is enough pathetic to struggle for some time with the desire to show you that he does not want to fight for dominance if it is so important to you. it doesn't matter to you, however — being a partner in the chase, you already know that you can playfully tear his neck, these teeth are designed for things denser than his delicate skin, and Yuuta thinks that everything is fine when you peacefully nod at the performance, behaving so calmly.

he has heard that some beasts never become humanized, attacking their partners and even tearing them apart, yielding to the call of blood, — but when he looks at you, his heart beats calmer; you have every chance to become a breeding partner for some other calm beast and become an ancestor for future domesticated animals. he is warned that you can become wild, even if you are so calm and quiet, — and Yuuta listens, but when you gently bend back, you look so peaceful that he is sure that this will not happen to him. you have claws instead of nails, but Yuuta is calm when you put hand on his skin in an effort to calm, hearing him breathing heavily and nervously, and Yuuta is grateful and blessed.

and even the first hunts — the most dangerous and nervous for partners, the greatest number of injuries and blood due to low knowledge of each other — go well. you listen and catch, kill and bring, while Yuuta shoots and covers, watching your condition. you take care of him, trying not to get too carried away with blood or hunting, while Yuuta gently wipes you and takes care of your wounds and condition, not letting you do all the work, furiously training in spare time with other human hunters, — and you are grateful to him.

Yuuta tries, really tries, trying to learn how to use a sword or a knife so that you are more confident in his safety, and you gently purr in a tiny "safe house", hugging Yuuta in a half-sleep, and even the smell of blood does not seem so unpleasant if it's from you — maybe he should communicate more with people, spending time with you is bad for him, but you feel so good that he is sure he will die if tries to get out.

you're just so good.

he immediately realizes that you have been away from him for too long, that you have not been back for too long, it is unacceptable for your usual intimacy, and his skin itches from too much vulnerability without you nearby, — but even when he tries to call you, you do not respond. Yuuta knows that sometimes this happens — get too carried away or are busy with a long hunt — but this is not about you. you always come back to him and warn if you are not soon, but to leave before his awakening and not come to the call is not about you, you are not like that.

to leave him is equivalent to "leaving him without protection", and Yuuta knows that this is not about you, you protect him, always protect him as your precious partner, gentle and fragile, even if you know that he can hunt himself without the need for a "hunting dog". but you are still there, you still protect, you still hunt, growling so that he does not stick out unnecessarily and that he is not a burden, he just protects your back, and his duty is to be hidden and helping, even when he always starts to hit the target and stops trembling from the sight of any blood — he knows what you are doing when come back not in your blood, it would be stupid not to use fresh prey in any way.

and Yuuta is afraid that you have become someone's prey.

he finds you far away from the house, bleeding, lying on the ground, pressed against a tree, as if sleeping, if you didn't breathe so deeply and heavily, and he can't help but rush to you, not caring about the silence, forcibly restraining himself from cries of anxiety and joy.

he stopped only when you raise your face, showing a wet face and frightening-looking pupils, making it clear that all this blood is not your blood, and that you are more than fine — and the world turns upside down when you stick his face into the ground, growling low, digging sharp claws into exposed skin, ignoring him screams, tearing his clothes and pressing hand firmly down while holding his hips high enough for your convenience.

a couple of minutes is enough for him to understand what you want to do, but you react to attempts to get out with an animal growl, scratching the skin, reminding which of the two of you is stronger and more dangerous, being obedient is in his own interests, — and Yuuta exhales long when you force him to bend back down even more, resting his cheek on the ground, ignoring his rapid breathing and red wet cheeks from shame and fear.

everything gets a little better when you purr, putting your chest on his back, caressing him and soothing with animal sounds, without feeling like he is trying to fight back or convince you to stop, like your good pretty mate, he will carry such good cubs for you, and Yuuta whines when you stretch him for the first time, making him so full, without ceasing to purr even when he breathes fitfully and whispers that it's too much, afraid that someone will hear how you roughly fucking him deep in the forest where no one steps except animals and experienced hunters.

it's not the season, and he knows that there are no other people here besides him and that no one will look for him for another couple of weeks or even a month, he's an experienced hunter, he's on such good terms with you, — especially when you breed him on all fours, covered in blood and dirt, humiliatingly taking him from behind like another beast, and his cheeks burn too much from thinking about it. surely it's blood, blood makes beasts go crazy, but what makes his mind become a sticky haze is definitely not blood when you thrust inside again and again, reacting to his whining and clumsily restrained cries of delight with a growl and a purr, and Yuuta can recognize arrogant hints in this, but it's too good, too good for him that even if you stopped now, he would start pushing back himself,

and he needs to resist, he behaves incorrectly, but can only stick out tongue during orgasm, trembling from the stimulation and your thrusts; you are still too far away, unlike him, who is ready to cum again soon, trying to repeat your purring when you bite his skin with sharp teeth, so weak and defenseless compared to you, but just like you, desperately greedily fucking in a dirty dangerous forest and whining pleas for more, — even when you are sure that his cheek will hurt as well as his body when you are done fucking his body stupid, scratching his body and biting until he's dangerously close to starting to bleed and letting you lick it all off his trembling sensitive body.

even if he's too tight, his legs spread out charmingly when you're looking for more, not asking if you can get more, but taking it away, using your delightful partner for the intended purpose, knowing how weak and fit he is just to fuck him until he passes out just to continue on; in the end, you just give him what he deserves, even if it means filling him up until he can't even whine about how sensitive and full he is, trembling at the slightest touch, not reacting even when you hear other people's rustles nearby, curious about his incoherent loud screams and pleas.

it will be even better if everyone finds out whose he is and how much he loves to be fucked stupidly on the ground.

#.spicy♡ #🥮 — jujutsu kaisen #✉.yuuta okkotsu #🧸.xenophilia #🧸.noncon #🧸.dubcon #🧸.rough sex #🧸.breeding #🧸.blood play #🧸.hyperstimulation #cw dark content #dom reader #top reader

[darlingpwease]

you have this skill of getting stuck in people's heads

ME?!! Ur so slick, so sweet <333 you do 2 tho!!

It's amazing honestly, I still remember some of ur works from when I first followed you almost a year ago now (not in a creepy way tho I swear i remember stories well not saying urs arent memorable tho ur really good amazing like woah i wish i had ur talent cuz omgomg woAHHH so good like u do amazing everytime fr)

GENIUS, ur so great omgomg- I can't wait for those works!! They're gonna be amazing, I know it I know it

-panna cotta

Nah because same here, I used to not really get it but I read a work of one of my favorite characters and- BOOM- I don't think I can crawl out this hole anymore lmao :'))

Pretty pretty househusband Yuuta who waits patiently impatiently for you to come home, you work so hard, so he does his best to help you relieve all ur stress for being so good <33

When ur sososo deep that he goes insane, when you kiss him so sloppily he feels like he's happily drowning, when ur filling him up soso full that he cums from that alone

Maybe hybrid!Yuuta who goes into heat and does anything to keep you inside, to have you keep filling him up until all the cum inside him gets all frothy(?) as you keep thrusting and filling him, trying to push all of it back inside as he cries and begs you to just keep stuffin him

Having him put a plug in to keep him full with you when he goes out sometimes. And if u stuff him too full some days, he can feel it still drip down his thighs.

Or maybe Yuuta with a wolf!hybrid reader who won't stop pounding him, won't stop for days when in heat- even if he says for you to slow, when u do he begs for you to speed up, to go harder, give him more moremore- when you bite him all over to mark him as yours as you just keep going. Even if the poor baby has passed out, he just feel so good that you keep lazily thrusting into him, pressing kisses against his skin, nibbling every once in a while too, ah, such a lovable thing <33

(rp kinda thing here with pregnancy in case that's uncomfy vvv)

Oh! Or maybe feminizing Yuuta, helping him wear such adorable skirts and lovely thigh highs as u playfully tease him that you'll impregnate him if you cum inside him, stuff his lil womb full, only for him to plead for you to do that- ohgodpleasedothat-

He's such a pretty boy who's so great in everything <333

'not in a creepy way' </33333 I beg you, let's talk without these difficulties, honey. you and I are wise enough people to understand that you can't be creepy <3 if you said you don't remember any of my stories, — even though we've known each other for so long, — I'd be more offended; but I'm flattered that some left an imprint in your memory, it's so adorable <333 and how can you call me 'sweet" after that, I don't understand; look how polite and respectful you are, even though you were so teasing before <3333 'had ur talent' still the same smooth talker, still perfectly finding ways to get into people's hearts </3333 /pos /hj

cw unhealthy behaviour, househusband kink, hypersexuality, unprotected sex / breeding, elements of free use, praise (g.), fingering (g.), worshipping (r.), oral sex (r.)

When you wake up, he's already on his feet, cooking your food and preparing dinner (after all, he quickly learns your preferences and is always eager to please you), enthusiastically kissing you chaste on the cheek, almost singing when you put your arm around his waist behind, letting him finish things — and gently lifting his apron, baring thighs, kissing his skin while he cries out in surprise, trying to lower apron (even if his movements are awkward, without real attempts to resist you), but gives up when you say that you miss him, and you just want to thank your husband for how hardworking he is, so handsome and gentle, so eager to please you...

... Yuuta just misses you so much, wandering around but not finding anything that could make him stop thinking about you, even if he can do anything — but he is too eager for you and feels disappointed when he can't see you or hear your voice for a long time, even if tries to distract himself with household chores, knowing that you will be happy and praise him when you return.

You promise to come back early when leave, and even give an approximate time, but Yuuta can't help but hope that you will arrive early, almost watching at the door for you, glancing at the clock, not understanding what to do — when you were here, he could snuggle up to your hip or convince you to cuddle with him, or read a book while hearing you do things, or when you persuaded him to just sit with you, hugging his thin waist.

But when you're not there?

He's suffocatingly lonely.

Loyally waiting for you at the door, almost wagging his metaphorical tail, clutching light clothes, putting himself in order to look as good as possible when you return; when Yuuta hears you rustle the key, he is ready to unlock the door himself and pounce on you in delight, but too shy and not sure if such behavior will be considered by you as adequate — you did not particularly like his attempts to get out without permission — and correct, so he can only blush with delight, impatiently counting seconds when you open the door and return home — to immediately grab you and kiss, hurriedly undressing <3

Yuuta, who purrs about how glad he is to see you and that he has prepared your favorite dishes (maybe made a warm bath for you, wants to do a massage for you, or just cuddle after dinner — whatever you want), kissing your face and enthusiastically wrapping arms around, clinging like a puppy, looking for attention and a way to please you. He's not the kind of guy who has, hm, curvy shapes, but he can always make you feel thirsty — maybe it's because of how much he tries to attract you, giving you a view of everything you want, with that cutout on his clothes or an almost completely naked body, quietly asking what he can do for you, and even if you see a bashful blush on his cheek and ears from realizing how he looks, Yuuta still tries to be seductive.

It's not even your fault that you breed him anywhere, taking care that Yuuta is always soft and warm, whines your name and babbles how good he feels when you fill him up, that it's too good, that he's too close when his body hurts from your constant touches; even when you're not in the mood, you always find a way to make him cum "for what a good husband he is" by pinning him to the table while making squirm on your fingers, or during make out, rubbing and snuggling up to him — Yuuta is so tense and excited that almost immediately experiences climax, frantically clinging to you and crying while you continue rubbing, even more excited by his reaction to you.

Yuuta, who loves when you make him choke, pushing him beyond limits, using his mouth for your pleasure — hot, wet, always ready for you, whining when you grab his hair, but from pleasure, not from pain, even when it's too much for him. His body is almost a toy, and Yuuta only indulges this feeling, letting you touch him at any moment and sweetly calling you when you fill him with one push, as if trying to make sure that only you exist for him and he can only think about you, no one else, — and Yuuta agrees, whining your name and begging you not to let him go, saying how he loves you even when you squeeze his hands behind his back, using his needy body. When you tell him that it is his duty as a good husband to satisfy you and be always ready for you, and although this is only teasing, Yuuta understands it too literally, suggesting that if you are not completely satisfied, regularly give you oral in the morning and lick until you cum, so long as you don't feel unsatisfied with him; trying to always be ready for you, getting to the point that he is almost always a little aroused just so that you can always offer him privacy.

Yuuta, who locks you inside, not letting you get out of him during your orgasm, filling him, forcing you to dive as deep as possible, almost making him suffocate from proximity and depth, excessively fondling his painfully sensitive body to such a state that he did not even understand at what point you just began to lie, waiting when he will come to his senses,,,,, Yuuta, who one day is very quiet, even if you don't stop breeding his sticky, hot body, and you are afraid that you are doing something wrong — only to find out that he just wants to hear your sounds.

It's just that Yuuta in an apron rides you as a morning exercise and getting rid of stress just so that you go to work satisfied and pleasantly tired <3

yuuta who,,,, brainwashes himself,,,,,,, and wants to be your best husband — only to snap at anyone who tries to pull him out of this idyll. maybe you too often brought him to the point of breaking his mind, talking about what a good husband he is and how it suits him to be so beautiful and gentle and yours while forcing him to cum again and again, or denying his orgasm over and over again, cooling down only to reheat, that at some point he did not sees no other meaning than to become everything for you and for you to become everything for him, if he cannot be without you </333 you are the only ones who can make him feel like this — so complete, whole, finished.

cw1 unhealthy behaviour, mating season, consensual noncon (CNC), unprotected sex / breeding, sex toys, implied cum inflation (g.), fingering (g.)

Yuuta is so hot — so much so that you feel pressed against the stove when squeeze his thin hips, digging nails into the easily blushing skin while he moans, burying his face in the pillow, almost tearing it when you push especially hard, touching exactly those spot from which he can't help but arch back, pushing hips back. When he wraps his flexible long tail around you, blocking you in place when you cum, having no way other than to breed him, filling him up, — irritably biting his shoulders and neck when Yuuta whines with pain and pleasure, helping you to bend his stomach down, lifting his hips high enough so that you can easily push inside, fucking his exhausted and needy body even more, sticky with sweat and cum, almost soaked in you and still unsatisfied — just like you, as if you drink from a source and cannot satisfy thirst, but only crave more.

Even when Yuuta whines that his whole body hurts, as soon as you stop — he whines that he is too empty and abandoned and that you should continue, without ceasing to whine until you bury his head in a pillow during a new orgasm, pushing your body beyond possible limits but continuing, echoing his pleas and indulging requests to be rougher when you scratch his skin, grab his hair, bite his shoulder, spank him — just to hear his happy purring when Yuuta can't even move, lying with his thighs spread and sticky, smelling you, able only to purr and whine softly while you breed him.

(yuuta, who is lying on his stomach, unable to even move his tail, happily purring while your cum & precum flows from him,,,, when you push fingers inside, stretching him even more and forcing cum to flow out, getting only his disappointed whine </3)

Yuuta is just so empty when you are not inside him, do not fill him, do not stay inside him until he loses consciousness, being bred to such a state that his body remembers you, knowing how to squeeze better so that you fill him up faster, wanting only to use him until he can no longer resist you in any way other than to relax and let you fuck him, and use various ways to deceive his body, leaving a hot feeling of your recent presence with the help of toys, hoping that his body will not become even more dependent on you because of this constant feeling of closeness and fullness, as if it is enough to slightly push the plug so that everything flows out of him — only so that you continue to breed him, apologizing on that you haven't been inside for so long and treated his need for you so rudely.

When he drool, scratching you while you fuck him, making the remaining cum flow out of him, teasing how he can't be without you, so desperate — and when you want to move away only to find yourself firmly locked and filling his stomach again while he squirms, not expecting such movements from himself and being not ready for it, again humiliatingly cumming from the fact that you just pushed inside.

Yuuta, who whines your name and repeats 'pleasepleasepleaseplease' when you fuck him so hard, grabbing his thin waist, as if you really want to bred him, and Yuuta is so ashamed that he makes these wet sounds, continuously moaning and whining, not shutting up, being unable to even stop rolling his eyes from pleasure, continuously trembling while you continue, whispering something through his veil of pleasure — but he only wants you to make him wet, hot, marked, yours, using him in the most humiliating ways and never leaving him after that.

cw2 unhealthy behaviour, xenophilia, somnophilia, consensual noncon (CNC), knotting (g.), worshipping (r.)

When Yuuta lies defenseless in front of you, so open and vulnerable, blissfully clinging to you while you slowly thrust into him, making him to whine and moan through his sleep, teasing him and playing at a slow pace until you feel hard again; when he is too exhausted to be conscious, but lets you do whatever you want with his body while you hold him in your arms as the most precious thing you have.

Yuuta who,,,,,,,

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Yuuta who whines, trying to make a semblance of a bark when you feel wild, roughly grabbing his hips and taking him from behind, leaving marks on his body while he drooling, making "woof" when you push; encouraging you to treat him as an equal of you and not feel sorry for him, — but he's not sure he can stand it when almost suffocating from the intensity, being tightly pressed and roughly bred, considered by you as a pretty enough mate to knot him. His belly, slightly rounded from how often you fill him while his cum and precum soaks the sheets, — but he still whines when you fall off, burrow your nose into his hair, and tries to give back; lifting his leg for deeper thrusts, as if trying to break him, but Yuuta only moans enthusiastically, being again and again trembling during a new orgasm while you knot him, filling him to such an extent that he has stars in front of his eyes.

Yuuta who expected this, but when you make him to ride you, hammering into his weakened, soaked body from below, he can no longer think about whether looks humiliating or not, longing only for you not to stop anymore, moving from the point of "too much" to "too little", pushing towards and clinging to you when it becomes too much for him, even if it's not enough, too little, his body is so sensitive and vulnerable, so open, and he wants you to continue pushing and filling into him like addicts, even if he won't be able to bring his legs together for a while afterwards — even if he can only stick out his tongue like a dog, not being able to moan a weak "woof" but breathing heavily, when you cum into him for the last time.

Yuuta, wet and sticky, so feverishly ruddy and hot, almost immediately falling asleep, being pressed against your body, even when you have not yet left his body </333 Yuuta, from whom your cum flows, but he doesn't have the strength to get up and go to the shower or wipe himself, shamelessly enjoying the warmth and stickiness, smokily realizing how messy he should look in front of you,,,,,,

cw unhealthy behaviour, feminine clothing, heavy feminization (skirts, thigh highs, language), unprotected sex / breeding, pregnancy themes, praise (g.), worshipping (r.)

A pretty skirt, pleasantly lying on the skin, almost flowing from a fleeting movement when you put hand on his thigh, shifting the fabric to the side, gradually lifting it higher and higher, stroking his cold skin, — but making him to squeeze his thighs when you stretch unacceptably high, to the edges of thigh highs, teasing with the warmth of your hands.

Yuuta, who prettily dresses up like a doll, trying to look as beautiful as possible for you, but still can't overcome embarrassment when you get hands under his clothes, exposing him, looking at everything he put on for you, making him to lie still while you are busy exploring, even if his face does not stop burning with embarrassment and the excitement of feeling your gaze. Yuuta is so beautiful, so gentle, so feminine — when you stroke his stomach, clinging to the edges of a high-waisted skirt, soothing him and convincing him to stop hiding face; he tried so hard for you, preening himself, just to be beautiful, but clings to the skirt when you sit between his thighs — only to obediently lift when you kiss his face, caressing, leaving a scattering of kisses on neck, convincing him to show himself.

When you gently put hand on his throat, listening to rapid heartbeat, persuading him to look in the mirror to see how beautiful he is, lifting his skirt teasingly high with your other hand, exposing his wet thighs, telling him how loving and soft he is, so sweet, so precious — when you tell him that his body is so good for breeding, so wet and open, enthusiastically reacting to any of your touches, unable to resist even when you are so close, fondling him, lifting up his skirt, just about ready to get inside. Let him feel how one push is enough for him to take you, whispering that you can impregnate him if Yuuta is so irresponsible and frivolous, allowing you to have such access to him; telling him to look at his bare belly, which you will soon fill, impregnating his womb, longing only to be bred until he is brought to such a state that he can only drool, holding hips high enough not to get his skirt dirty, whining when you call him your pretty thing, soaking him over and over, over and over, squeezing his hips and spanking, until his womb stops being so greedy and needy </333

When Yuuta is breathing heavily, being pressed tightly against you, feeling that you are about to fill him, and fidgeting restlessly, wanting to feel it sooner, humiliatingly whining that you don't give it to him, even when you squeeze and rub his chest, — and begging you to fill his womb and make him even prettier for you </333 cumming from the friction of the fabric when you push slightly, indulging his pleas, but not allowing him to relax, teasingly slowly filling him, making his eyes water from dissatisfaction and excessive sensitivity; putting his hand on his own belly so he can feel you fucking his womb, soaking him with your seed, whispering about how his skirt is cute, exposing wet thigh highs while you are deep in him, about to cum and fill; asking if Yuuta wants you to cum inside just to hear pleas breed him and make his womb yours </33333

... yes, each of them has cnc elements, but!!! yuuta just has a vibe of that cute thing that would be into primal kink / hunting, kiddnap-play and the like, you know? scenarios where you catch him/hunt him and use him as a prize, being the winner and having the absolute right <3 tie him up and breed him until he begs you to keep him with you; pin him to the ground while hunting and treat him like a caught prey; press him firmly into the wall and make sure that he will not be able to make a sound until you are satisfied, "forcing" him to serve you </333 yuuta, whose orgasm is constantly denied, and at the end of the game he shyly looks away when he sees that you have finished, saying in a quiet, pathetic voice that he has not cum yet </3333 dhdhhdgddg pretty thing pretty prettiest

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cw unhealthy behaviour, rough treatment, semi-public sex, degradation g. (slut, pathetic), penetration g., referencing yuuta's genitals as a 'womb'

obsessive YUUTA who does not cope well with his clinginess and neediness, but copes well enough when you fuck him during training until he does not even have the strength to take a weapon in hand, let alone look at you with wet puppy eyes from the fact that you chatted with MAKI for too long or looked at TOGE and not on him.

when he bites your neck and shoulders, hoping that you will be the only one who will not notice it, whining hollowly when you grab him by the hair and force to pull away, growling something about what a slut he is, so dependent on you that instead of being a 'sorcerer', you need to keep him as a breeding toy. after all, if he's so pathetic that you might as well give up the sorcerer's training in favor of teaching him to take care of you if YUUTA can't stop being such a pathetic one at least once and do something other than trying to get you to stuff his womb — or stop provoking you to fuck him in places where anyone can see how he whines, drooling, choking on any of your touch, but not letting you even slightly move away.

you don't know if you are training him how to become a good sorcerer or indulging his need to be squeezed as tightly as possible, as if trying to merge into one with you, even when his heart is beating in throat while you fuck him on all fours, saying something to his neck, but the only thing that YUUTA understands how empty he is when you leave him and how delightfully full and complete when his belly takes your shape.

you're actually not even sure if you're still acting like a senior, taking care of him the way you should, but YUUTA almost cries when you ignore him, saying that he understands everything and that he's sorry that he's not good enough, and you know that he's just manipulating you, — but you still give him extra training in his spare time, teaching him how to treat you if he wants to be good enough for you♡

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