đ¤toxic
pairing: Suna x fem!reader
warnings: physical/verbal abuse, non-con, !R*PE!, kinda housewife relationship, sexist suna, mentions of forced marriage, misogynist suna, unprotected sex, (lmk if you find more!)
also be aware of: grammar and spelling errors. (mane, i got tired of this story. I wrote this on 3 different days)
Never in a million years would youâve thought, youâd find yourself in this position; his heavy body covering your small form, his large hand muffling your desperate cries for help, while his other hand tightly locks your small writs above your head.
thisâ gonna leave bruises you thought, but that of course was your smallest problem right now.
Nervously looking at the clock above the doorframe, youâre waiting for the sound of keys to chime. Today is the day. Today is the day, youâd finally gain your freedom and independence back, which you lost two years ago, after agreeing to date this man.
If you could erase one of your past mistakes it would be becoming RintarĹ Sunas girlfriend, a decision, that turned your life to living hell.
The thought of being college sweathearts with an successful professional middle blocker mightâve sounded enviable at first, but the longer youâve been with him, it was all the more doomed for you. The laid-back, funny and caring boyfriend turned into a moody, manipulative and unfaithful tyrant.
The worse part was your upcoming marriage your parents and you have arranged to uplift his career and seal the bond of your love , like your mother said. But of course you knew she was just after his money.
5 more minutes.
You play with the handle of your small suitcase as you desperately try to calm yourself down, your heart beating faster with every passing second.
Fuck. Should you really do this? Maybe you should just give up and live your life like you did before. As long as you behaved, Suna wasnât too bad anyway.
,,Get your act together!ââ, you mumble to yourself, as you light slap yourself in the face. Youâve been planning this for the longest now, there is no going back!
Suddenly you hear keys rumbling on the door and the light in the hallways turn on. Wiping your sweaty palms on your thigh highs, you almost faint due to your anxiety.
As his footsteps get closer, you feel your head spinning. The dizziness making it hard to keep your composure.
,,Y/N?â, it chimed before a brown haired man enters the living room. His lazy hazel eyes mustering your anxious form sitting on the cold leather couch.
,,Whatâs up with all that?â, Suna asks with his always bored voice, pointing at your luggage.
,,Hello Rin. I- I got something to tell youâ, you stumble as confident as possible, tapping the free space on the couch, implying for him to sit next to you.
,,Canât that wait? Iâm tired and fucking hungry. Those fucking sponsors talk way too muchâ, he groans annoyed, walking straight to your shared bedroom not paying you any mind.
Confused you twist your torso, to follow his actions with your eyes.
,,But Rin I-â
,,You still didnât tell me why you got all them suitcases. Did you book a surprise vacation again? I already told you, vacation this time around is rather counterproductive.â, he cuts you off, casually taking off his tie as he looks at his tall form in the mirror. ,,Why donât you ever listen?â, he sighs.
Standing in the doorframe, you nervously play with the hem of your skirt.
,,Rin, vacations are not what I wanted to talk aboutâ, you mumble. Suna throws a quick questioning look at you, before looking back in the mirror. You take his silence as a sign to continue.
,,Iâm leaving.â
Raising an eyebrow at himself, Suna takes off his suit jacket and throws it on the bed, his shirt and pants following soon after.
,,Leaving where? To the supermarket?â, he asks ironically. He turns around, facing you but you immediately lower your gaze.
,,Donât act like youâve never seen this before. Why are you so weird today?â, he asks again, his voice filled with serious confusion and annoyance.
,,RintarĹ, Iâm leaving you. For good. I just donât think I can do this anymoreâ, you start anxiously waiting for an reaction, but nothing comes. ,,What weâre doing isnât good for neither you nor me. W-weâre ruining the both of us and I just think..- I think itâs time for us to set our li-â
,,Did you cook already? Iâm hungrier than a motherfucker.â And again. He cut you off mid sentence again. Suna always does his, whenever he gets tired of your voice or as he says ,thinks youâve talked more than a woman should for the dayâ.
,,Whatâre you standing there for? Put my stuff back and prepare my dinnerâ, he demands, pushing you aside as he walkes back to the living room.
,,Also put those fucking bags away and go get me some sweatpants, stupid.â With a ,tchâ noise, Suna gave you one last despising gaze. With that, the conversation was over for him, but you couldnât just give up, now that youâve told him how you really feel.
,,See, this is why I wanna leave your raunchy ass!â, you yell, clenching your fists in anger. Suna stops his actions, replaying your words in his head.
,,The fuck did you just say?â
,,You heard me right, Rin! Iâm so tired of the way you treat me! Youâre always rude and mean to me. Itâs like you despise me! Also you always come home late at night, acting like I donât know youâre fucking, I donât know how many bitches, outside and if you ever come home like today, all I get is you pushing me around like your fucking house slave! Iâm tired of this RintarĹ. I canât do this no more!â Your breath is uneven by the end of your outburst.
As you realize what youâve just said panic starts to take in the space of the previous anger. Suna was way too calm for your liking and that only means no good.
,,O my god, I-Iâm sorry Rin! I didnât mean what I just said, honestly!â, you stumble worried as you step forward and gently place your cold fingers on his warm biceps. You know the damage was already done, when you felt his large hand around your small neck, cutting off your air supply.
Your big eyes stare at his insane looking ones as his face is so close to yours, not even a sheet of paper could fit between you.
,,So thatâs what youâve been thinking about me, you ungrateful little slut, huh?â, Suna whispers threatening. ,,After all Iâve done for you, letting you stay in this expensive ass penthouse, paying for your fucking slutty clothesâ, he continues through gritted teeth, throwing your weak body on the floor.
Suddenly you feel his fist colliding with your face, a penetrating beep sound sabotaging your hearing.
,,Fuck, Iâm paying all your fucking bills and you wanna complain about me expecting food by the end of the fucking day?â, he hisses fake laughing as his hard fists constantly hit your small form.
,,Rin, please stop!â, you beg, scrunched up in a ball to protect your body as tears are forming in your eyes but those arenât tears of pain. These are tears or utter shock. Rin was indeed moody and verbally abusive sometimes, but he never went as far as hitting you. Never.
Abruptly he stops, wiping under his nose with his fist. You lurk up from between your hands as you see him kneel over you, mustering your body.
,,You wanna know something?â, he mumbles absent. ,,You were right, Iâve been fucking other bitches. You just became too prudish and all these easy cunts were just waiting to be fucked by me.â
His rough hand strokes the free space between your thigh highs and your panties. Confused you pull your eyebrows together, lightly flinching away.
,,But damn, I forgot how hot you actually are.â His hungry hazel eyes pierce through yours. A cold shiver runs down your spine as you realize his intimation, but before you can react his greedy hands grab your thighs, pulling you towards him.
,,No, Rin! What are you doing?â, you ask scared.
,,Didnât you just complain about me fucking other bitches?â, he repeats your words from earlier, ripping your panties apart.
You try to push his hands off of you, but he angrily grabs your wrists and pins them above your head. Again his flat palm collides with your soft cheek, leaving a stinging feeling on it. You gasp in shock.
,,Stop fighting, fucking whoreâ, he curses pulling his boxers down. ,,Iâm just giving you what you wanted.â
,,RintarĹ, you donât have to do this! Iâm sorry! I-Iâm so sorry but please-", you plead desperat. Tears are streaming down your face as you feel him adjusting yourself in front of you entrance. You try to press your thighs together, but Suna simply rips them apart with ease.
,,You asked for it, and you shall receiveâ, he hums before thrusting inside of you. A pained scream escapes your throat. His length stretching your dry insides to an painful degree.
,,Shut the hell up. I donât need them nosy neighbors to knock on my fucking doorâ, he demands with a cold voice.
,,RintarĹ, it hurts! Please stopâ, you continue your pleas through tears but Suna continues his angry thrusts. He rolls on top of you, taking your abilities to squirm for freedom underneath hin.
,,You dumb slut, didnât I tell you to shut that dirty mouth of yours?â, he asks irritated, slapping his large hand over your mouth.
,,Canât stand your fucking voiceâ, he groans annoyed.
His thrusts are hard and steady, his cock continuously knocking at your cervix. You shake your head under his head as the amount of pain, physically and mentally, rises to an almost unbearable degree.
,,Keep acting like that and Iâll fuck the shit outta you all nightâ, he threatens, his lazy eyes looking at yours so dangerously, you know he is serious.
His words werenât even necessary to stop you from trying, your motivation to fight leaving sooner than you thought.
Grunting and moaning Suna rocks his hips into your tight cunt, enjoying every second of his power over you.
,,Look how cute you are, when you actually shut the fuck up. Dumb whore, who do you think you are?â, he asks. ,,Yelling at me, calling me raunchy,â he chuckles outraged, ,,cursing up a strom and complaining about being my little house wife.â
,,Youâre a useless woman, only existing for male pleasure and wellbeing. A stupid fucktoy, a bimbo you areâ, he mutters, his thrust becoming harder with each word.
Suna squeezes your cheeks, pouting your lips.
,,You understand that, you bitch? Youâre mine. You belong to me and youâll never leave me. Know your fucking place, whore!â He throws your weak head back, your hope for help long gone.
,,Answer!â He yells with a hard thrust.
,,Y-yes, I understandâ, you pant, silent tears rolling down your temples.
,,Hm, good girl. Such a good little bitch for me.â
You stare at the ceiling counting the remaining thrusts until Suna shoots his load in you with a loud groan. He pulls his cock out of you used cunt, adjusting himself in his boxers.
,,Yo, Iâm still hungry. I want to see food on the table after Iâm done showeringâ, he demands as heâs standing up.
,,And clean yourself up. You look fucking disgustingâ, he mutters despicable, leaving you undone, his sticky liquids running down your bruised thighs and the sensation of his rough touches still on your body.
Maybe, just maybe, you shouldâve changed your mind, before he came home.
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đ¤ hc: giving inarizaki boys blow jobs
pairings: suna, atsumu, kita, osamu, ojiro x fem!reader
summary: reader giving pretty inarizaki boys head and how they feel about it!
warnings: daddy kink, degradation, praising kink, mean!dom, throat fucking, violence (bruh itâs not violence he slapped her once), pet names
a/n: this is inspired by none other than miss afton aka @seita ! I just love her writings so much honestly they comfort me sm and therefore I just wanna give her credit đŠđžâđŚŻđ¤
- đ¤Suna:
⢠Suna loves anything thatâs easy, simple and doesnât cost him too much energy
⢠so, good head from his sweet little princess sounds just about right
⢠when heâs not violating your throat because heâs had a bad match and needs some stress relief,
⢠he definitely loves to sit on the bed and just have your cute lips pouting around his hard cock
⢠praising that good work of yours đĽş
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,,Just a little bit more princess. Do it for meâ, he speaks softly, his hand fisting your hair as he slightly pushes your head down on his length. You grasp for air, bucking your hips as you choke around his cock.
Sliding your tongue out to massage his shaft with the tip of your tongue, you moan, sending vibrations through his body.
Suna throws his head back, releasing a deep groan of satisfaction as he feels his thick tip hitting the back of your throat.
,,My good little girl swallowing me so wellâ, Suna cooes. His lazy hazel eyes hungrily staring down at you, as you innocently watch him through your thick lashes.
,,Iâm almost there princess, just a little more.â
-đ¤Atsumu:
⢠Atsumu loves head whenever. wherever.
⢠he loves to face fuck you and honestly: he doesnât care If you have struggles taking him
⢠not just because he loves to see you choke around him
⢠more so because he likes how wet and warm your throat feels.
⢠like - heâs addicted to fucking your throat
⢠mans has a lot of stamina toođâđž
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,,Open wideâ, his faked cheerful voice encourages, as his large hands hold your head in place.
,,P-please, no more âtsumu. It hurtsâ, you mewl against the thick tip of his cock, your throat sore from his length relentlessly shoving down your throat.
His cold eyes pierce through your teary ones, a cool shiver runs down your spine. ,,I said open fucking wide.â His voice is so distanced, new tears well up in your orbs.
,,I-I jus-â A harsh slap interrupts you mid sentence. The skin of your cheek burning, saliva smeared all over your face.
,,When I tell you to open that fucking mouth of yours, Iâm not asking to hear you bitch, slut.â
- đ¤Kita:
⢠Kita is so cute fr! he loves those moments with you
⢠He literally loves how you try to take him whole
⢠lots of praises
⢠this man is seriously just so sweet, supporting you whenever you choke and cough
⢠as he gives you the time you need to work with his cock
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Kita joyfully smiles down at you, slightly twisting his chair from left to right, as his large hand strokes over your hair.
,,Look at my pretty princess. How eagerly she tries to take all of me at onceâ, he cooes, his thumb stroking over you puffy cheek as you look up to him.
You suck in your cheeks, elicting a deep groan out of him. Pure euphoria washes over you, as you watch how his eyes flutter and his lips part slightly. The view so beautiful, it makes you greedy to see more of his reaction to your effort, desperate to hear more of those beautiful sounds.
Hungrily gliding your head down his shaft, you start choking and coughing nervously.
,,Shh, not so greedy, my dear. Donât rush, my cock ainât going no whereâ, he chuckles as he teases you, making you blush.
,,Jusâ wanna make daddy feel goodâ, you pout, with glistening eyes.
,,And youâre doing it so well, little girl. Just take your time.â
- đ¤Osamu:
⢠tbh I think heâs not ,,crazilyâ into bjâs like the other boys
⢠but itâs a nice way to degrade you
⢠sometimes he can be kinda mean about it
⢠he intentionally says hurtful things about your skills, basically degrading you
⢠just loves to see you on the verge of tears
⢠heâs more a giver than taker thođ¤ˇââď¸
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Bobbing your head up and down his cock, you try your best to satisfy the gray-haired man, whoâs lazily following your motions with his eyes. You donât even dare to look up, afraid of his mimic, since you barely hear him make any sounds.
,,If thatâs all you have to offer, I couldâve used my hands insteadâ, he says slightly annoyed, as if youâre wasting his time.
You press you thighs together, trying to tame the throbbing between your legs, as his mean words cause your slick to drench you panties.
,,Iâm trying for you, âSumu..â, you whisper hopeful, ss youâre desperately searching for empathy in his eyes.
He groans, rolling his eyes as he leans deeper into the chair. ,,Clearly not hard enough.â
His obvious antipathy towards your capabilities make tears well up to your eyes. Quickly you blink away the tears, letting your head sink as you stare at you palms in embarrassment.
,,âm sorry.â You hear him sigh, as his cold fingers slide under your chin, lifting your head.
,,You can show me youâre sorry, by sucking that dick properly.â
- đ¤Ojiro:
⢠this man knows he has the ultimate shlong
⢠like HE KNOWS
⢠and purposely teases you whenever you struggle to even fit him inside of your mouth!
⢠acts like youâre incapable and makes you feel bad about itđ
⢠it just makes him feel more powerful, yk?
⢠but heâs aware of his limits when it comes to degrading youâđž
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,,Naw, pretty lilâ bitch not even able to fit the tipâ, he mocks joyful. A bright smile covers his face as he watches you taking his cock in and out of your mouth, unable to find a comfortable position for your mouth.
,,âs too big, Aranâ, you complain frustrated.
,,If you cannot fit it, Iâll be very disappointed with you. Arenât you supposed to be my little girl? Donât you want to satisfy daddy?â, he sighs with a disappointed look in his eyes.
Your heart aches, as you hear him talk like that. You want to cry, but you want to make him proud even more! Avidly pushing your head as far down on his cock as you could, youâre almost sobbing in exasperation.
,,Hey there cute one, what are you crying for?â, he asked softspoken, lifting your head off of his length.
,,Jusâ wanna be good for you, daddy.â, you wail, rubbing your eyes.
,,Aw, my sweet girl. Of course youâre good - no - perfect for me. Donât worry about silly stuff like this, beautiful,â he says cheerfully, his big rough hands rubbing you soft cheek.
,,Wanna try again!â, you sniff.
,,What a good girlâ, he chuckles.
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