â BRAT TAMING (GONE WRONG) ! â
â featuring. sukuna ryomen.
â warnings. explicit content (mdni), foul language, impact play, spanking, edging, biting, masochism undertones, degrading, daddy kink, thigh riding, delayed orgasm, degradation (sukuna calls you mean names), afab!reader.
â rena's note. vegas told me to post again before the month endsâŚ
you were a force to be reckoned with, and sukuna ryomen had absolutely no idea what to do with you.
for starters, you had a smart mouth on you. heâd call you a brat consistently, and you never seemed to prove him otherwise. always starting arguments over petty matters, having random tantrums over lack of attentionâ as if he wasnât busy enough being the king of fucking cursesâ and opting for silent treatment whenever he failed to play mind reader.
over a course of time, he noticed you did most of these things because you were a slut. at the end of the day, the end goal behind your childish episodes was simply to gain his attention. you loved to piss him off and make him lose his patience, because you knew heâd snap and pin your knees to your ears, pounding ruthlessly into you until you begged him to stop.
only. . . you wouldnât. you donât ever beg him to stopâ in fact, you encourage him to discipline you further, getting off on the brutality he inflicts on you.
you were a fucking freak, and sukuna had no idea how to handle you.
âwhat are yaâ fuckinâ stupid?â he sneers, a rough pair of hands gripping at the flesh of your hips as he pounds into your holes. you squeeze him tightly, both your cunt and ass, all greedily as if you depended off his dick to breathe.
you moan lewdly in response, your hands groping your tits as you tighten your ankles around his neck. tears stream down your cheeks, eyes all dazed and misty, and drool leaks past your parted lips. you were snivelling, onto your fifth orgasm of the night, and yet, no matter the position or pace he set, he failed to shake the dopey smile on your face.
with one hand wrapped tightly around your neck, he grips at the column, fingernails lightly tearing the thin skin and drawing blood, âi fuckinâ asked you a questionââ he snaps his hips balls deep into both your holes and you jerk from the harsh thrust. you squeal, body seizing as you feel the tip of his cocks rubbing against the same linen of muscle.
he smirks at your reaction, repeating the same motions to draw out the same reaction. your smile faltered, in favour of gasping while he knocked the wind out of you, pinching and twisting at your swollen nipples brutally.
âi expect an answer. you had a lot âta say earlier when you were runninâ yer mouthâ whereâs the bark now, huh?â sukuna taunts further, and he swears heâs finally got you. your back arches off the mattress as youâre stuffed to the brimâ his cum trickles out of both your pussy and ass, your entrances completely wrecked from brutal thrusts.Â
âryooo!â you mewl, removing your hands from your breast to rest them around his hips. he cocks a brow at you, and when he feels a sudden pressure around his waist, he realises youâre guiding him to ruin you. you push and pull, your cunt gushing as it echoes wanton squelches from the mixture of fluids between you both.Â
âoh mâgodâ âm sooo close, f-fuck, keep goinâ, puh-please!â you babble on, your words slurred as your eyes roll to the back of your head. your jaw is slackened and your tongue lolls out of your mouth, panting like a dog in heat, and sukuna feels a vein in his head throb in annoyance.
âyou fuckinâ whore.â he spits, his fourth hand coming in contact with your cheek roughly. your face jerks to the side, cheek stinging and ears ringing loudly. it was a rough and heavy blow, one that would definitely leave a mark of his superiority on you. he grins when you whine from the brutality, tears streaming quicker down your fucked out face.
youâre snivelling and wailing, but to rub more salt on the wound, sukuna realises you came. both your cunt and ass clenches down on his dicks, muscles contracting as you tremble beneath him, spraying his lap and bed in your juices.Â
you twitch and chant his name like a mantra, brainless and stupid, as you claw and scratch at any surface beneath you. he never lets up his pace, because despite being bratty, you were still his and he was going to give you a damn good orgasmâ even if he was utterly annoyed.Â
your pussy kegels, clamping ferociously down his shaft whenever he attempts to pull out, as if terrified heâs going to slip out. at this rate, youâre so fucking wet that he might, but you make sure he doesnât go anywhere. youâve got a bulge at the bottom of your belly where he can make out the shape of his dick, your frame so tiny compared to his that you look like youâll fucking break.
you pant, skin flushed and moist from excessive sweating and saliva, and sukuna clenches his hand around your throat tighter. your pupils dilate as you remove a hand from your hips to rest at the hand around your neck, and youâve got the most lovesick look in your eyes.
âhey. . . whyâd you s-stop?â
yeah, there was simply no winning with you, he realises bitterly as he pulls out of you.
on other days, when you act out of line and question his authority, he sits you on a thick leg, pulls your skirt down and spanks you. itâs old fashioned, maybe, but sukuna was an old fashioned man. there was only so much beating one could take before they could surrender and apologise for their bad behaviour, right?
oh, how wrong he was.
he has you counting each blow delivered to the planes of your ass, and restarts whenever you forget what number youâre at. itâs when heâs on his fourth set of starting over from zeroâ mind you, heâs reached over eighty countless timesâ that he realises your panties are soaked and youâre grinding down on his thigh.
your tiny arms loop around his neck as your back dips into a curve, rutting your hips over his leg. as you attempt to run from the stinging pain on your ass, you drag your clit forward and moan all filthily into his earsâ it almost feels mockingly. he feels your drool leak onto his collarbone, your breath hot and moist against his jugular, and his body betrays him most when he feels his dicks twitch against his thighs.
âbrat.â he snarls once he picks up on what youâre doing, and a hand flies up to grip your hair. your head is now pulled away from his neck, eyes staring up at the ceiling as your cheeks swarm with hot tears. your skin is flushed and a mess of fluids, and yet, sukuna doesnât think heâs seen you any prettier than now.
he glances down at your ass, all red from the consistent abuse and scratch marks carving into your skin, and when he looks even further down, he notices the growing patch of dampness at his pants. you were truly getting off on this, in true brat fashion, your cunt leaving traces of your sluttiness all over him.
he bounces his leg, and when you jolt, squealing from the sudden stimulation, he gets an idea. he continues to bounce his leg beneath you as you grind even harder down his lap, your fingernails clawing at his trapezius. you cry out his name when he spanks your ass blow after blow, opting to push yet pull away from the pain by humping his leg.
with all of these stimulations accumulating, heâs certain youâre bound to cum soon. he can read you like an open book, your body language telling him everything he needs to knowâ from the way you tend to claw at his skin, or the mini stutters of your hips, or the throbbing of your clit pulsating against his thigh.
âkunaaaâ ngh, shit, âs so good~!â you whimper, voice breathless and scratchy. he tugs harder at your hair and you moan even louder, hands sliding down his shoulders to his chest. he winces when your fingers brush over his erect nipples, and spanks you harder for that.
naturally, it only eggs you on.
âyou just donât listen, do ya?â sukuna growls, nuzzling into your exposed neck to plunge his fangs into your supple flesh. he bites at your jugular, sharp teeth tearing at the flesh deep enough to draw blood. âthe fuck i gotta do to get it through yer brainless head?â
you choke at the rush of pain, jolts of electricity running down your spine. adrenaline rushes through your veins as the abuse sits in your tummy in a form of a knot, ready to break at any moment. your clit leaked as you profusely hump thick and bouncing muscles, the mounds of your ass prickling from multiple blows, the dull throb at your skull making your ears ring and the teeth sunk into your skin so painful, it shot straight to your core.
your gut tightens, and you know youâre bound to release. âf-fuuckk, daddyâ yesyesyes, needa cum! âm gonnaââÂ
and like the cruel man he is, sukuna stops. youâre at the end of the finish line, a foot about to cross, and he pulls you back. he watches with a sinister smile as he halts his movements, and youâre still, mouth agape and eyelids shut tight. your entire body contracts as it registers heâs interrupted you.Â
âwhat was that?â he chuckles darkly at your quietness. youâre holding your breath back, and the utter irony of it all makes him cocky. heâs finally done itâ heâs disciplined you to the point that your brain stopped functioning from the lack of attention your bodyâs receiving.
however, fate plays a funny game when he instinctively slaps your ass. it hadnât meant to come off as intense or rough, simply to mock your state of mind. he hadnât realised that was the final push you needed to erupt a wail on top of him, your body quivering as it released litres of your arousal all over him.
he watches, completely baffled as you cream over his lap, fingernails digging into his skin as you arch your chest into his. fat tears decorate your flushed cheeks, and trickle down your neck and slide to your chest. you subconsciously grind once more onto him, dragging out the high before it runs out, that stupid smile etched back onto your plump lips.
time seems to still for sukuna as he observes your delayed orgasm, your moans intertwining with your gigglesâ and suddenly he thinks youâre the cruel one, cheeks split as you grin hard, âhooolyyy fuck!âÂ
you were a force to be reckoned with, and once more, sukuna ryomen had absolutely no idea what to do with you.
donât look at me.
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â DRUGS 'N HELLA MELODIES ! â
đ̸ featuring. choso kamo.
đ̸ warnings. explicit content, foul language, substance consumption (weed), cunningulus, shotgunning, light dom/sub undertones, sex under the influence, established relationship, choso has a tongue piercing, cowgirl riding, overstimulation, unprotected sex, breeding, afab!reader.
đ̸ rena's note. i was bullied into writing this⌠i donât like it that much :(
ânow stick out your tongue fâme. . . mhm, make sure âs nice nâ wet, yeah?â
your tongue darts out of your mouth, peeking past your kiss-bitten lips and lolls out. you feel a firm hand cup at your jaw, fingers steadying your stance with the gentleness of the pad of his thumb grazing at your skin. the coolness of silver jewellery blends alarmingly well with the heat emitting from his trailing touches up the column of your neck.
when the tip of your tongue lands on the corner of the rolling paper, youâre hit with a distinctive earthy tasteâ one that has you delirious in its addictive familiarity. the tobacco darkens as it soaks in your saliva, your tongue swiping from one corner to another.Â
you donât miss the way he stares at your every movement, lust and desire swimming in hypnotic violet orbs. choso watches you with want, thumb hooking at your bottom lip when you pull away from the rolling paper, a filthy string of saliva connecting between you and the backwood.
âthereâs my good girl.â he praises your good work, honeyed words rumbling out of his chest like a mantra. he runs the pad of his thumb at your bottom lip, collecting some of your fallen drool at his skin. the warmth of his palm at your cheek has you leaning into his touch, nuzzling your nose into his palm as siren eyes return his sensual gaze back.
choso is a very weak man whenever it comes to you. you remain mute, the slow fluttering of your lashes and the intensity of your gaze doing the speaking for you. he can feel your panties dampening against the material of his sweats, leaving a trail of your arousal at his thigh. he had done light foreplay on you earlierâ certainly not enough to get you this wet, but he supposes youâre just as weak as he isâ and greedy too.
âpromise iâll take care of you babyâ just the way yâlove it,â he reassures you, lightly nipping at your lip with his thumb and forefinger. he rolls the plushness in between his digits and tugs on it lightly, much to your dismay, if the way you pouted said anything.
âbut letâs get some sativa in your system first, hm? âs gonna have you feelinâ like yâre floatinâ.â
he pulls away from your face in favour to steady his hold on the blunt, before bringing it to his own lips. he never once looks away from you, his eye contact so prominent it nearly makes you shy when he drags his own tongue to coat the paper where you once had.Â
his pink tongue seals the blunt together eloquently and with practised ease, pupils blown and strong as they stare into yours. you see the twinkle of the shiny jewellery sitting in the muscle, tauntilizing you.
you canât help it when you bite your bottom lip, core tightening in lust and envy, as you soon wish heâd been going down on you this way. all clear and focusedâ though his tongue control is precise and messy with spit.Â
you huff, hands caressing at his bare pecs, gently scratching his skin beneath your nails. it sounds silly as soon as the sentence leaves your lips, but the subtle grinding of your hips into his reveals the truth behind your words before they need to come out. âstop teasingâ thought you were sâposed to be nice tâme, cho.â
he pulls away from the blunt, tilting his head in confusion at your statement. âbut babyâ i am nice to you.â his fingers maneuver the blunt with care, sealing it with ease. you watch with a pout as he sighs, twirling the joint between his knuckles, before leaning back into the couch, though his hands never trail too far from your body.
you narrow your eyes at him, never wavering and choso chuckles at your impatience, running a hand through wild locks. âalright, alrightâ âm sorry baby, now câmere and letâs light this shit up. âm ready to fuck you stupid now.â
those were just the words youâd been wanting to hear, and if you eagerly whipped out the lighter from where they sat in the crevice of your breast, your boyfriend makes no note to comment on it. you roll your thumb and watch the fire ignite to life, flames showcasing a mesmerzing blend of a fiery red and orange.Â
when choso places the blunt in between his mouth, you know thatâs your cue, bringing the flames to the adjacent end. the crisp sound of your blunt burning as it glows a cherry red tells a taleâ with furrowed brows, choso inhales the smoke the blunt releases and feels as it fills his lungs. you pull the lighter away from him, chucking it to the side of the couch, before redirecting your attention to your boyfriend.
you watch dreamily as he parts his mouth and ghost inhales, the cloud of smoke compressed and it vanishes as quick as it came. he stares at you with low lidded eyes, tilts his head to the side as beckons you to come closer with two fingers. the smile that creeps at your face mirrors his own, a charming smirk etched onto his flushed out face. you comply with his unspoken request, leaning forward and pressing your chest against his own.Â
his hand cups at your jaw and slides his lips over yours, and you mimic his movements, accepting the warmth of smoke that was exhaled into your mouth. you feel your lids close at the euphoric feeling, your body conditioned to the bliss brought by sativa weed, limbs already falling limp. it doesnât help when you feel his hand creep in between your thighs, knuckles teasing rubbing at your clothed clit and fingers toying with the flimsy material of your panties.
you moan, arching your chest into his as your back dips into a beautiful curveâ you drag your hips forward, your body chasing after the source of this euphoria stroking at your swollen bundle of nerves. he soothes the ache at your pussy, rubbing at your damp folds with his forefingers, knuckles glistening with your arousal.
âcan you hold this for me, doll?â choso grumbles, voice low and deep, and reverbrets against your chest. he hands you the blunt, and it nearly escapes your grasp when he redirects his focus to your cunt, pushing the flimsy material aside. you gasp when the cool air of the living room breezes past your folds, and you clench your pussy around nothing at the sudden exposition.
your clit drools slick down his lap, and choso watches with blown pupils as you drip down his thighs. youâre borderline embarrassed by his sudden quietness, but the way he darts his tongue across his bottom lip and the hardness of his cock stirring to life against your inner thigh says enough.
your hand is shaky as you bring the blunt to your lips, stomach tightening as you desperately chase his fingers once more with your hips, âmmh, hurry up babyâ needa feel you right now!â
âi know, i know. . .â his breath is warm in the crook of your neck, lips latching at the supple flesh of your jugular. he nips and nibbles at your skin, inhaling your musk and letting it simmer in all of his senses. youâre smooth and softâ though littered in bites and hickeys, youâre still as perfect as they come, and if you continued to tell him what to do in that breathless voice you put onâ thereâs no telling how his body would betray him. heâs still a man at the end of the day.
the butt of your blunt glows red as you suck, inhaling a hefty amount of smoke. once enough has entered your system, you pull the blunt away and let the sativa course its way into your veinsâ the blissful sentiment of peace and lightweightedness simmering in your bones. your body soon begins to feel limp, out of your control in a way that doesnât stress you but instead turns you onâ every emotion felt amplified off the drug.
itâs as if you feel him everywhere at onceâhis fleeting touches begin from your backside, and he rubs the softness of your bare thighs, trails his hands up to your navel and lands on your chest, groping the plush mounds against your lace bra. his breathing against your collarbone turns moist as he coats your skin in saliva, sensual kisses at all of your sensitive areas leave goosebumps where his kisses follow. heâs everywhere, and his touches feel electrifying against your hot skin, sending jolts of shivers down your spine.Â
ânghâ feels âs gooddd,â your words begin to slur, heavy on your tongue but mind incredibly light. you rut your hips against his fingers like a dog in heat, the contact between his fingertips rubbing at your clit at this angle driving your brain to mush. he was hardly doing anything, and the most minimal contact in this state had already stupid.
âyeah, thatâs right mama. . . just relax and lemme take care of you.â he slips in his middle and ring fingers first, past your folds and into your warm cave. you whine, body tensing as your muscles clamp down on his digits. the intrusion feels overwhelming despite past experience, but is definitely welcomed, as he works into your pussy, knuckles rubbing at the spongy walls entrapping him in.
the blunt sizzles and soon enough dies as it's shared between you both, taking enough hits to equally share the high. choso multitasks between accepting the puff you blow into his mouth and scissoring your tight cunt open, preparing you for upcoming events. heâs painfully hard as the sativa in his blood rushes all the way to his shaftâ it sits bricked and heavy against his thigh, and youâre drooling and whining, gripping at his biceps and tugging at his locks just the way he likes itâ heâs battling demons to avoid creaming his pants.
he watches you through low lidded eyes, and how your body reacts to each drag of his fingers into your cunt. he takes his time with youâ fingering your pussy knuckles deep with precision, every stroke with intention and desires to make you come undone. your thighs tremble and your back arches, your head hangs back as your arms tighten around his neck, pulling him deeper into your embrace. youâre oddly more vocal, jaw slackened as words babble past your lips and dissipate into thin air.
he knows your body inside out, and so when he curls his fingers and repeatedly abuses your golden spot, he anticipates the squeal you let out, fingernails clawing at his mahogany tresses as your folds latch greedily onto his fingers. your squelches fill the room, a naturally produced sound so filthy it makes his mouth run dry and balls tighten pervertedly.
ââs comingâ oh god cho, fuuuck, âm cummingâ hnng!â you moan as the knot in your stomach finally snaps and releases the dam. and when the orgasm does hit you, you swear you feel an out-of-body experience, momentarily. your mind is fuzzy, clouded with weed and the ultimate desire to cumâ and for the slightest moment, you think about absolutely nothing at all.
your orgasm is pulled right out of you as is your soul, all in the hands of your lover as he draws you to that orgasmic finish line. you feel tingles creep at every extremity of your limbs, a buzz striking you from the top of your head to the top of your toes, as your cunt clenches down and leaks your fluids all over his sweats. you grind against his fingers, coming down from that high as your skin fleets tremors of electricity.
from beneath you, choso gawks at your beauty. youâre stunningâ skin flushed from marijuana and tacky from sweat accumulating but god, you looked like you were glowing. lips parted and glossy, whining and voice throaty as it broke into melodic moans. âmy beautiful girlâ makinâ a mess all over me. . . go on princess, lemme know whoâs makinâ you feel this good, yeah?âÂ
ââs youuu, only you babyâ makinâ it s-so good!â you nod your head, sating his ego as you babble your answer. drool leaks past your lips and dribbles to your chin, trailing downward to the crevice of your boobs.
itâs only then he realises the state of your chest and expertly unclasps the bra with a hand. with your chest now freed, they bounce from the sudden release, and the buds immediately harden from the coolness of the breeze in the room. itâs a no-brainer when choso latches his lips around the stiff bud, nipping and sucking at your nipple while his other hand works at massaging the tender mound.
he moans greedily around your chest, his tongue flat and heavy against your skin as he savours the taste of your skin. he feels as though his senses are heightenedâ every particle of your body leaves a distinct taste on his tongue, one that is so undoubtedly you, that his cock strains in his sweats, a damp spot amongst the other ones on his lap from where his tip leaks beads of pre come against his lap.
âchosooo,â you whine, your hand slithering between your bodies and trailing down to the string of his sweatpants. despite having just came, your hunger for his dick grows the longer you wait, and so you take matters into your own hand.
time feels rather still, and you canât tell if youâre actually moving or notâ all slump in his hold, but you suppose you managed to grab ahold of his cock when you feel him release your tit with a pop! in favour of hissing at the contact. youâve gathered slick at your fingertips, fisting around his lengthy dick before slowly pumping the inches.
your fluids lube his dick and ease the slide, your palm rubbing at the underside of his cock. you stroke him languidly, working your way up and down, fingertips reaching his tip and kneading at his slit with your thumb. choso jerks his hips up, always having been a victim to caving in to your touch. his abdominal muscles tense as he pants heavily, sweaty chest rising up and down.
âb-baby, if you keepâ fuck, goinâ like that, âm gonna finish t-too soon.â he holds at your wrist, but makes no actual attempt to stop you. his skin flushes pink and his matted baby hairs stick to his forehead from sweat building at his hairline, eyebrows pinched in focus.
you hum, interlocking your fingers with his, continuing the jerking of his cock. you lean into his touch, resting your forehead against his and let your eyes fall shut. the sounds your boyfriend lets out from light touching alone makes your pussy wet in arousal yet again, roaring and eager to be filled to the brim with his cum.Â
âcâmon babyyy,â choso whines, hips rutting into both of your holds. his breath is warm and fans your face, lips ghosting right over yours as you feel the vibrations of his words land on your mouth. his eyes are hazy and youâre certain heâs somewhere floating on the same dimension youâd been when you were cumming just a while ago. âneeda c-cum in your, ngh, pretty pussyââ
the guttural moan that chokes out of his throat doesnât compare to the rush of hot cum that fills your inside as soon as he bottoms out. purple orbs roll to the back of his skull and he lifts his hips up, forcing you to elevate with him as you moan from the penetration. his cock pulsates and spurts loads of creamy cum into your pussy, balls tightening and releasing all the semen he had to offer. his hands grip your ass so tightly, youâre certain heâll leave bruises.
âmotherfucker, shit y/n, yâcanât justâ oh fuckinâ- âs so good, god baby!â curses slip past his lips, body seizing as every single muscle contracts from his orgasm. heâd never felt anything like it beforeâ his toes curled, thighs trembling and balls painfully tight.
heâd never get used to how life-altering nestling in your cunt was, no matter how many times heâd break your pussy open. at the end of the day, you held the most power and control over him, clamping down on his cock so tightly, damn near snatching his soul out through his slit.
his whole body is shuddering, pink lips parted and you lean forward to slot your own lips against his, immediately licking at the roof of his mouth. he moans into you, hands moving up from your thighs to hold at your lower body and kneads the skin delicately, bringing you impossibly closer to him. he can feel your heartbeat thudding through your ribcage, and something about the closeness of your bodies indulges in the intimacy of the matter.
you pull away just barely, the both of you gasping as a string of saliva connects the bottom of both of your lips. you plant your palms against his pecs and push him to rest against the back of the sofa. heâs sprawled against the couch, but once more, his hands never leaving your body as they feel up on your backside. he stares at you in anticipation, chest heaving as he collects himselfâ he needs to get it together for your pleasure, itâs never about him but solely about you.
 âyâbetter be ready for more. . .â you warn him, shifting your hips up as you feel him semen trickle out of your cunt and leak down to the base of his shaft. he winces when you slowly rock your hips, grinding back and forth on his sensitive dick. ââcause âm far from finished babyâ finish what you started.â
âyou a-already know this dick âs all yours, love, so ride it like yâmean it,â his hands grip at the fat on your hips, guiding your body on his with his help. âdonât shy away now, princess.â itâs effortless, as heâs a rather strong man, and he helps you work your way back and forth, up and down, clockwise circles on his dick. he watches as you soak in the pleasure, head thrown back without a single care in the world, riding him like you needed to cum more than anything.Â
your breast ricochet with each bounce, jiggling as you hop up and down on his dick. the sounds your pussy makes are fucking lewdâ squleches of his cum and your juices mixing at the base of his cock, the sound of your ass clapping echoes loudly, and lest he forgets the way your moans fuse into broken laughs, as if youâve gone delirious already. as if heâs merely your sex toy, and youâre milking the shit out of him for your own pleasure.Â
your clit drags at his pelvis when you switch angles, and when you claw at his pectorals, his nipples get caught in your fingersâ heâs remarkably embarrassed by the way he mewled at the frottage. your thighs strain as your movements never cease, your pussy sliding down his length entirely, covering every inch of his cock in your fluids. the circumference of the base of his dick is encircled in sudsâ a mixture of his cum and your slick, the blend sticking at your cunt and inner thighs with every bounce.
tears build in your lash line from the overwhelming pleasure, as your gut is knocked with a familiar tightening sensation. choso held onto the mounds of your ass tightly, whether itâd been to ground you from moving or holding onto dear life, you couldnât tell, but heâd planted his heels to the carpet on the floor and decided he wanted in on it.Â
he fucks up into while you grind downâ the synchronisation of your movements hitting harder as heâs penetrating deeper into you from this angle. your jaw slackens and your lids rest shut, your body working onto his shaft to bring you to that blissful orgasm. his cock sits heavy and pulsates against your walls, and everytime you arch your back in that specific way, you feel the tip of his dick kiss at your cervix.
itâs all too much, youâre uncertain if you can handle that constant pounding into your sweet spotâ it brings stars and galaxies behind your lids, and you feel your soul being pulled to the core of the earth, limbs utterly useless as they fall prey to numbness.Â
your arms give out before you notice, but you donât miss the stinging feeling in your scalp at your hair being pulled. you do notice choso has your hair in his grip, holding you up while his other hand pulls your body flush against his. his arm is securely wrapped around your waist, and your back arches as your vision is now limited to the ceiling of your house.
âjust, fuck, hold onâ promise âm gonna get you there, yeah?â he grumbles, breath hot and his voice low as it resonates against the shell of your ear. you mewl and nod your head, hands clawing at his biceps for support. heâs big and beefy beneath your touch, veins prominent and bulging at his pale skin.
choso holds weight to his promise as he slams into you, hips rutting up as he bottoms out entirely into your warm cunt. you scream as he pounds into your pussy, breast bouncing in his face as the skin of his thighs meet your ass in a loud echo. he feels his entire being crumble beneath you, stomach tightening the more you squeeze down on him and cry out his name.
his thrusts are fast and deepâ you feel him all in your stomach, puncturing your womb roughly as youâre stuffed with his semen and cock, balls deep. the room reeks of sex and marijuana, but the odour is oddly comfortingâ so familiar that when a dribble of your sweat lands on his tongue as he laps up at your neck, the salty taste of your fluids drives him into a frenzy.
and itâs as if your souls truly are connected, because your body tenses and all of your muscles clench as you release your juices all over his lap when his semen also intrudes your womb once, rushes of hot cum flooding your pussy.Â
your moans blend into one, resonating a beautiful harmony into the stillness of your house, as it disappears into the darkness of the night. tears stream down your cheeks and youâre shuddering against him, your body jerking and stuttering in his hold while he empties his load yet again into you. his balls squeeze when you kegel on him, squirting as you clench your ass, grinding down on him to drag out the high even longer.
âperfect fuckinâ pussyâ mine, a-all mine, wanna fuck you full of my nutâoh god, fuckinâ love you baby, jusâ take it all fâmeâ good girl.â
i still donât like this or him.
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â đđđđ âđ đđđđđđđ ! â
đ̸ featuring. g. satoru, f. toji, s. ryomen.
đ̸ warnings. explicit content, foul language, a lot of tit play, lots of biting, nipple frottage, riding, true form!kuna, cunningulus, degradation, coming untouched, impact play, cowgirl riding, facials, reader has nipple piercings in sukunaâs, sub undertones for gojo, afab!reader + feminine descriptions.
đ̸ renaâs note. repost cause i didnât last two minutes without getting a community label⌠anyway pearl anon if you see this i did it !
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âholy fuckinââshittt, âm so sensitiveâcanât focus baby, ride it fasterârub âem harder, ngh!â
both of your moans bounced off the walls of your shared bedroom and echoed into the night. with your thighs straddling over his hips and cock sunk deep into your gummy pussy, you ground your hips and rode him with everything you had to offer.
your back arched whenever the tip of his cock would kiss that spongy area in your cunt that had you blinking stars away from your vision, resulting in your love bitten chest pressed up right against his sweaty one.
the friction of both your nipples rubbing at each other, the weight of your heavy chest pressing up against his, the tender mounds massaged by the proximity your boyfriend forced between you bothâ it admittedly turned you on more intensely than youâd assume. and judging from the trickle of drool pooling from gojoâs parted lips, it was safe to assume it was working wonders on him too.
âoh shit, babyyyyâthis feels so fuckinâ good, god i canât take anymore but i need it forever!â satoru whines, head thrown back as his arms tremble and struggle to support himself up. his pink buds are painfully erect just like the rest of his body, standing tall in their arousal as your own repeatedly enforce a foreign but welcomed feeling of stimulation.
both your erogenous zones are being attackedânipples weeping and rubbed against the other, lubricated by body fluids in which eases the slide, and his cock being sucked into the warmth of your sacred cave. gojo swears heâs on cloud nine, a bunch of different mixtures of feelings overwhelming him in a way he hadnât learned to experience earlier on in his life.
your thighs and back begin to ache from the domination, and so you opt on a change of pace. you switch the motions of hopping to grinding, dragging your hips back and forth as your pussy clamps down the penetrating penis inside of you. you feel your lashes flutter shut, consuming the newfound pleasure of the underside of his dick rubbing at areas you had yet to explore.
âshittt, toruâyouâre in so fuckinâ deep!â the words roll off your tongue before you realize, your hands cupping at your breast pressed against his, joints in your wrists twisting as you drag your perky nipples onto his for more precision.
you zero in on him with intensity, analyzing as his cerulean eyes roll to the back of his head, cheeks flushed in an embarrassed hue of rose and thin lips all glossy. heâs crumblingâsweat dripping down his hairline to his chest as his heartbeat thuds intensely against your tits. you feel his dick twitch in anticipation as you proceed to grind down, your wetness suffocating his dick to the point of explosion.
âoh fuck meâ câmon baby, if yâkeep doing that, i wonât last, ngh, much longer,â satoru protests with wet snowy lashes, his whines telling you one thing despite his body telling you another. betrayal at its finest, he thinks as he arches further into your touch, the sting in his nipples from overstimulation driving his brain to mush. this overwhelming feeling struck him through all of his six eyes, the pleasure weighing down on him in ways he wasnât sure he could ever explain into words.
he feels your warm breath tickle the column of his neck and your lips trail up his skin. the plumpness graze at his jawline before moving up to the shell of his reddened ears and bite gently at the lobe. his hips stutter, searching for something more intense and his body jerks as he feels his climax suddenly approach, balls aching and ready to empty their load inside of you.
âoh yeah, yâlike that toru?â you urge on, voice honeyed and teasing as you lean forward to ghost your lips over his parted ones. you slip in your tongue in his mouth and he moans eagerly while accepting your intrusion too easily, his own hands sliding down to grope tightly at your plump ass.
when you do pull away, a trail of saliva connects to both of your mouths and you flash your seductive smile at him once more, hips never ceasing to rock against his. âyou like it when i rub my tits on yours? does itâfuckâ feel good? câmon, talk tâme baby.â
he nods his head feverishly and god, he wishes he could explain just about everything heâs feeling. the rush of arousal spreading from the tip of his toes up to the top of his head, limbs liquified and heating up, heart thudding so intensely against his rib cage, your sweet and sensual scent filling his senses and clouding his mind.
heâs turned to mush, completely melting down and he thinks he hears himself blabber about how good your pussy feels squeezing the cum out of him, how numb his erect nipples are from this constant stimulation but itâs shamefully turning him on, in ways that his orgasm hits him out of the blue and he wails with tears streaking down his rosy cheeks and his body shuddering against yours.
âshitshitshitâgod, fuck, love you babyâlove you sâmuch, fuckinâ love you and this pussy, hnng, fuck i canât stop cumminâ!â
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âooh shitâ work yer way up and down⌠there we go, fuck, throw some tongue in there, mama.â
toji had always been a boob man. and knowing his woman had the fullest rack, with a perfect amount of naturalness and plush, it was a no brainer that he needed to fuck your chest. to watch how you submissively kneeled and watched with pretty doe eyes as you perform something so slutty in his satisfaction.
kneeled at the edge of the bed, you wrapped tojiâs cock in the crevice of your chest, sliding his dick in the warmth of your mounds. your hands cupped at your heavy chest, palms too small to fit the entirety of your rack as it spilled forward, nipples pressed together to entrap his entire length against your chest.
toji hissed as he jerked his hips up, working his cock into you. with one firm hand grabbing at your hair in a tight ponytail, your jaw slackened and lips parted to welcome the mushroom tip of his hard-on into your slick mouth.
âatta fuckinâ girl,â he clicks his tongue when you latch your lips around the perimeter, your tongue sliding to the underside of his dick and flatten at the sensitive skin. he watches as you struggle to take his girth, eyes misty as you gagged on the inches that fucked into your mouth.
âyer doing great dollâshit, thatâs it, keep playinâ with your tits fâme.â toji brings his free hand to pinch at your nipples, the pleasurable sting jerking your own body as you moan around his cock, the vibrations running straight up to his spine.
hair matted to his forehead from sweat, toji groans as he throws his head back, running his tongue over his fangs. there was something about the softness of your breast suffocated his cock and watching as he disappeared and reappeared in the crack of your tits, sliding right up into your mouth and having your throat muscle restrict around his dick.
it felt as good as a regular handjob but so much more gentle, a touch so feminine and soft, almost with a hint of fondness but simultaneously slutty. the movements of gliding, how you pressed his veiny girth into your chest and rubbed your tender breast together, moaning whenever your stiff nipples grazed one another. his balls would rise into the crevice, ultimately sensitive as they tighten and beg for releaseâ to stain your soft skin and pretty face in his cum.
âholy fuckâshit baby, âm gonna cum on your face, âkay? open up wide,â toji pulls out of your throat, and doesnât miss how you whine from the lack of dick down your mouth. you pout slightly, a strand of saliva connecting from his flushed red tip to your bottom lip, but you urge on further to jerk him off with your tits.
saliva drips and pools from your mouth and dribble onto your chest, the squelching sound caused by the friction of tojiâs dick rutting into you echoed loudly in the room. you push your upper body forward, and keep your gaze on him, jerking him off intensely as you watch his brows crease and furrow at the centre of his forehead.
the corner of his scarred lips tug into a tight smirk, and he releases his tight grip on your hair in favour to cup at your jaw. his balls ache terribly as you tilt your cheek into his warm palm, eagerly accepting the thumb he sticks in between your plump lips before pulling sea with a wet plop. âgive it tâme papa, need it bad.â
it doesnât take much more than your moaning around his digits and additional help of your fingers twisting and jerking at the tip of his cock for him to spill onto your hand, spritz at your face, onto your lips and naturally your chest.
âfuckkkk, shit, keep lookinâ at me like that, slutty fuckinâ eyes, yeah, take all of my cum mama.â
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âthe fuck dâyou need allâem tits for? you slutty fuckinâ thingâno no, donât you dare look away now.â
when you tilt your head away, you feel one of his arms claw at your jaw and force your eyes back to all of his. his fingernails sting as they sink deep into your skin, and youâre certain it draws blood, but the pain oddly subsides into a pleasurable feeling.
youâre barely able to keep your faux annoyance, the facade succumbing as your body trembles from the overstimulation. youâre rounds of an orgasm inâsukuna determined to make you cum with every arm and mouth he owns. he smirks as your eyes slowly roll to the back of your head at a specific plunge to your golden spot, and you feel his fingers trail from your jaw and past your lips, the taste of your pussy sitting at his skin.
âbarely even able to look me straight in the faceâhave i fucked ya up that badly already?â sukuna laughs, tone all but mocking and youâre half tempted to biting down at his fingers in your mouth in retaliation.
you want to bark back, push him off and slap the smug look off his face but how can you when heâs bringing you nothing but pleasure? you feel his multiple hands roam at your body, touches fleeting but electrifying, aiming at all your sensitive areas. even if youâd wanted to, heâs got you straddled over his lap on his throne, fingering you so deep that all you could about was pushing out more of your juices.
a big hand pulls and tugs at your tit, aggressively moulding the flesh and nipple, tweaking the bud with intention. his mouth sucks at the other, tongue flicking around the jewelry pierced into your skin. his breath is warm and his tongue coats your skin in saliva, ever so often releasing the nipple with a plop and blowing cool air on it, the chilliness sending shivers at your spine.
âyou may be a foolish mortal,â sukuna mumbles against your skin, teeth baring and grazing teasingly at your abused breast. the jewelry shines in spit and one of his eyes spot his tiny reflection. âbut this mightâve been your smartest move yetâfuckinâ whorish but smart.â
âstop callinâ me a w-whore.â you tumble on your words, bottom lip tucked into your teeth. you hold back every whine and moan that threatens to spill, desperate to keep the least of your dignity left.
sukuna chuckles at your attitude and before you realize it, your head jerks to the side and the heat emitting from a sting at your cheek has you moaning, tears falling from your lash line. your hips shamefully jerk and roll into his hand, your swollen clit grazing the palm of his hand.
âwatch how you speak to me woman.â he sinks his teeth into your boob and you whine, back arching as you force more of your flesh into his mouth.
his eyes stare deeply at you, analyzing and soaking in every reaction you give. how you shudder and clamp down on the three digits that scissor your tight cunt open, how your tits bounce in waves that match the rhythm of his precise movements, how every time he curls his fingertips at a specific angle, you drool and flutter your eyelashes close.
your chest is tainted in bites and hickeys and sukuna doesnât think he finds you any prettierâ marked and claimed as his. try it as you may, hate him as much as you want, youâll always crawl back to him, plump breast all painted red and purple, begging for him to please you once more.
you were his and only his. and if sucking at your breast until they fell off of your body meant keeping you as his, then so be it.
ângh, f-fuck, âm cumming againâ fuckinâ hurts but donât you stop kuna!â you demand, voice cracked and scratched as you begin to bounce on his fingers, easing the job and chasing at that pleasure you seek.
it all happens so quickly, as you spray his lap yet again in your essence, pussy clenching uncontrollably around his fingers. sukuna takes the time to come off of your breast, letting a free hand handle the tender flesh as he then targets your hickey littered neck, tongue grazing at your jugular.
âgo on slutâgimme everything you got, already got yer pussy begginâ for more huh? let kuna know how good heâs makinâ yer pathetic ass feel.â
pearl anon, if you were looking for hcs then iâm so sorry đ§ââď¸.
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ę° FEATURING ! ęą. gojo satoru, fushiguro toji, geto suguru, nanami kento, kamo choso x afab!reader
ę° CONTENT WARNINGS ! ęą. explicit content, foul language talks of love languages, dirty talking, lingerie, usage of toys, fingering, penetration, unprotected sex, pussy eating, ass eating, mating press, talks of breeding, cervix bumping, cockwarming, body worship, prone bone, youâre wifed up with kento, the boys are saps and disgustingly in love :).
serenaâs note. love languages⌠but make it SLUTTY.
đđđđ đđđđđđâ gift giving.
âguess what the best boyfriend in the world got you~â
gojo loves through spoiling you endlessly with gifts. his pockets run deep in generational moneyâ a paradise for most bachelors, some would say, but gojoâs never been the selfish type. at least, not when it came to you. anything you wanted, you got. and anything youâve considered wanting, you still got (call it boyfriend senses or whatever).
thereâs no greater sentiment to him than the one of showering his girl in his money. youâre his main focus, top priority, and to him your happiness came above anything else. if he had methods to ensure your satisfaction, why wouldnât he spoil you? so naturally, that sense of wanting to show his love to you has absolutely no boundariesâmuch less whenever it came to sex.
from toys to handcuffs to lingerie, the sky is the limit as the options were limitless. seeing you dressed in the skimpiest of outfits that left little to nothing for the imagination, or watching as you took with perfect care the vibrating dildo that slipped in and out of your dripping folds like the perfect girl you wereâ made his dick twitch with urgency.
âfeels good, angel? tell me how you feelâneed to hear your pretty voice.â
in all honesty, you could barely think straight. straddling over his lap with your hands bind behind your back, your body trembled and shook due to the simplicity of his fingers scissoring your folds open, cunt drooling and sucking him in greedily.
your white feathered robe draped all over his lap, revealing underneath a matching lacey white set clasped snuggly to your body. you looked angelic, dressed like a divine figure sent from above (heâd called an angel all night just to remind you) with how your lash line dotted with tears and saliva leaking past your parted lips.
satoru always found you pretty, no matter whatâbut fuck, if you werenât at your prettiest right now, taking all of him so obediently.
âsâgood toruâso fuckinâ good,â you nod your head frantically, hips grinding into the movement of his lengthy fingers, chasing that ecstasy knotting in the pits of your stomach.
he smiles, flashing his pearly whites as he leans forward to press a kiss at your glossy lips. he notices you wore that dior lip oil heâd gotten you the other day, and naturally his cock jerks at the thought, tugging your bottom lip into his canines.
âmy beautiful baby, does absolutely no wrong in all of my six eyes,â he coos, sliding in a third finger into your cunt. gojoâs eyes zero in on your expressionsâ watches intensely as your jaw slackens from the delicious burn of the stretch.
you whine at a curl of inches of digits at your golden spot, leaning your head forward to rest onto broad shoulders for support. nose nuzzled into his neck, waves of his scent hit you all at once, sending shivers down your spine at his familiarity.
âm-more toru, pleaseâ want you s-so bad!â you beg, body jerking into his touch as you seek out for more. your robe falls off your shoulders and pools around your lower back, exposing your hickey marked back and shoulders.
âanythinâ for you, mama.â is all thatâs left to said, before your neglected clit is hit with a wave of sudden attentionâ vibrating attention.
your eyes roll back as you sob, a weak smile tugging at your lips. he pays strict focus to your pussy, stimulating all nerves with precision simply to ensure your pleasure. his fingertips reach areas you could never imagine reaching yourself, knuckles dragging along your gummy walls as they clench down on him.
your hips bounce and grind, greedily seeking for more despite the buzzing sensation on your clit. the vibrating toy seems to drive you over the edge, as your back arches into him, breast pressed firmly against his own chest and he hears the chains at your cuffs rattling.
he bets you wish you could cling onto him, claw at his skin and tug at his hair. to some extent, he wishes you could too, but heâs utterly obsessed at how helpless you currently seemâ mindlessly caving into his desires.
âcumminââ oh god, âm gonna cum baby,â you warn him, that coil in your stomach on the brink of releasing. you feel the slip of his fingers easing as you cream all over his knuckles, your essence lubing the process as is dampening his sweats dark grey.
âmmh yeah, thatâs rightâcum all over my fingers angel, show me what a good girl you are,â gojo purrs in your ear, voice thick like honey while pressing a chaste kiss to your sweaty temple, the dam finally breaking.
your body rakes as you cum hard, pleasure jolting throughout your limbs. you cry out, tears streaking down your flushed cheeks as your jaw slackens and your tongue lolls. your hips stutter as they seek for more attention, grinding into his curled fingers with no rhythm or patternâ simply chasing that longing to drag out this orgasm as much as possible.
and there gojo sits, absolutely in love as you twitch and stutter, thanking him endlessly while your cunt squirts and leaks like a faucet over his lap. he canât help the feral grin that takes over, chuckling breathlessly as he mutters,
âholy shitâi take it you liked my gifts, didnâtcha princess?â
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đđđđđđđđâ acts of service.
âyour wish is always my command, doll.â
toji loves through making sure your all of your needs are met. heâs a simple manâ hard shelled on the outside but a gooey on the inside. your presence in his life has softened him up (and so has age) whether he likes to admit it or not, therefore itâs easy for you to get away with anything under his watch.
heâll sigh and call you a spoiled brat often and will likely even kiss his teeth while heâs at it, but itâs never a burden to himâyouâre never a burden to him. heâd do anything for youâwalk all around the world and back on one leg, so long as it made you happy, because you made him a happy man.
so, if showing his love for you through little acts thatâll eventually brighten up your day and lessen your workload is how he operates, itâs safe to assume itâs only the same way in bedâsomehow even better.
if acts of services incline to helping support and making you feel taken care of, then foreplay is tojiâs best friend. his domain and territory, taking care of you and your body to prep you into aiming for that orgasmic bliss. you wonât have to do a single thing but lay down all prettily.
ârelax mama, lemme take care of you.â
he kneels to the edge of your shared bed, knees pressed into the fluffy carpet on the floor. he licks his lips as heâs presented with a view that has him bricked embarrassingly quickâ your perfect cunt, all puffy and dribbling with your slick for him.
on all fours, your hands claw at the sheets on your bed when you feel his warm tongue swipe at your folds, collecting all of your essence in one go. your lips fall into an âoâ shape, eyes fluttering shut as youâre consumed by a warm feeling spreading all throughout your body.
tojiâs lips latch onto your lower ones, eating you out like a starved man. his tongue dips in and out your walls, lips sucking eagerly as you greedily push your ass further into his face. he tongue fucks you, swiping the wet muscle from one end to the other, never missing a spot. you taste absolutely amazing, and toji will never fail to let you know otherwise, groaning into your cunt as vibrations are sent up your spine.
âfuck tojiâyes, right there!â you arch your back, chest pressed down to the mattress of the bed. your fingernails scratch at the material of the sheets, mouth drooling and cheek smushed down.
your foot shakes uncontrollably at the side of his head, he notices, when he pulls away and uses his hand gripped firmly at your thighs. with your plush flesh in his hold, he spreads your cheeks apart, hearing the slickness of your pussy gush and watching as your walls flutter and clench around nothing.
his thumbs spread open your pussy, slips in a finger teasingly before pulling away, and you whine, pushing your hips back desperately to chase that digit. the pad of his fingers rubs at your folds, dragging downwards to your clit before moving back up.
he reads your body perfectly, a language heâs officially mastered, as your muscles clench and tremble at his touch. he knows youâre nearing, but that you need a simple push to the finish line.
âs-stop teasing toji, i wanna c-cum!â you complain, eyes watery as you look back behind you, past your ass.
toji peeks his head, green eyes reading you like a book, with his signature smirk tugging at the scarred corner of his lips. he pops a thumb in his mouth, before pulling it out and pressing at your puffy folds.
âtold you to relax, didnât i?â he repeats himself, pumping his thumb in and out, the intrusion making you wince. you bite your bottom lip as you melt into the mattress, nodding your head at his words.
âbut youâre t-taking tooâfuck, longgg!â you all but sob when you feel his lips latching at your clit. he nibbles down on it like a pacifier, tongue slurping and lapping at the bundle of nerves, flicking the bud with precision. âmore babyâyes, right there, shit!â
what a spoiled brat, toji thinks but complies regardless. youâve got a sour mouth, cussing as much as you do, but he assumes thatâs partly his faultâhalf because he swears double the amount you do, and because heâs making you feel as good as he promised he would.
he feels your body trembling beneath his touch, and so he moves up to his favorite forbidden hole, the one thatâd been winking at him since this all started, and pours his focus on there.
he slides his tongue up to your ass and feasts. heâs a filthy man, and youâre an even filthier womanâa moan ripping out of your so loudly heâs sure youâll both be getting filed with noise complaints, as your squirt splashes all over his face. his fingers gush in and out of your pussy, fighting against the deathly grip youâve got on him, fucking into you rough and hardâ aiming for that spot that has you blacking out temporarily.
your ass cheeks jiggle as your entire body shakes, eyes rolled to the back of your head and tongue peaking out your mouth. your cheek is smeared in a pool of your drool, and you look a hot messâ his favorite look on you.
âthatâs it, my spoiled princessâdonât you know anythinâ you want is yours? then cum like you fuckinâ mean it baby.â
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âcan do this shit all day mamaâ swear to you nothinâ gets better.â
geto loves through spending dedicated time with you. he finds his days pointless and slow whenever he isnât around you, or able to at least have you assist him in whatever he does. some call it clingy (which yes, heâs very clingy but just subtle about it) but geto calls it the bare minimum. after all, heâs your boyfriend and youâre his girlfriend so there shouldnât be an issue with wanting to be at your beck and call all the time. heâs more than glad to complete mundane activities with youâ so long as heâs guaranteed his well earned time with you.
ultimately, you have his undivided attention at all times. getoâs a homebody, and to him, nothing compares deepening your guysâ connection through uninterrupted time spent together. he would rather spend his time in the comfort of his four walls with you then wander the streets outside with his insufferable white haired best friend (despite loving him). youâre his girlfriend, therefore you come first. his favorite hobby would have to be cuddling considering he gets the best of both worldsâyour time and your body.
these sort of moments happen after a wild night of love making. sprawled onto your dirty bed, youâre naked and laying on your sideâyour sticky back facing his broad chest, as a strong arm wraps around your waist protectively. silence fills your shared room and the rays of the moonlight shine upon your side profile, emitting a heavenly white filter on youâand geto swears youâre an angel sent from above.
your pussyâs sore from the previous abuse inflicted on it, but getoâs stubborn and insists to stay inside since it helps him fall asleep quicker, âhelps me relax babyâ he claims with a smirk, though you know better, calling his bullshit immediately. you know your boyfriend inside out, and despite knowing that heâs prone to spending time together pointlessly so long as itâs done the both of you, you also know heâs sort of a pervert.
still, youâre the fool at the end of the day since this routine is long overplayed and you know exactly just how it ends. right when slumber is bound to catch up to you, eyelids getting heavy with fatigueâ
âsuguruâŚâ you slur, his name coming off your tongue in a whine as you feel his hips rock into your ass, his dick gently grinding into your velvety walls.
geto pants from behind you, hands gripping at your hips as he pushes in slowly, bottoms out to the very hilt, before pulling out till your lips suck at his tip alone. âsorry baby, canât help itâyâkeep clinginâ onto me too tight.â
you wouldâve protested, had it not been the way your pussy immediately clamped down on his cock when he buried himself back into your warmth. your back arched as you pushed a hand back onto his thigh, squeezing the firm muscle tight. âyouâre soângh, annoying,â
you hear him chuckle behind you, soft lips kissing at the base of your hickey littered neck. he presses wet kisses down the sensitive skin as his hand grabs ahold of your own leg and lifts it up. this way he has better access to your pussy, a better angle to make you come undone on his cock and watch as your body accepts every bit of love heâs willing to offer to you.
the hand you held at his thigh leaves his leg to move up to his scalp, fingers tugging at the loose strands of hairs, pulling and scratching. geto hums into the crook of your neck, clenching his cheeks and pushing his hips forwards to thrust into you with precision and efficacyâwanting to aim right away for your well deserved orgasm.
your pussy feels like heaven to him, his soul entirely snatched by the tightness of your warm cave enveloping every single inch like his dick gives you life. your words tell him one thing but your body tells him another, falls into his hands and lets him take controlâ lets him fuck you into pleasure, to have your eyes roll to the back of your skull and chew on your bottom lip to silence your moans.
with each sensual thrust, your ass makes contact to his pelvis, exposing your neglected clit as your folds leak previous mixtures of both your cums. your puffy and swollen clit cries out his name, heâs convinced, and so he slips his other hand down to the bud to flick and toy with it, ravelling at the way your voice cracked so desperately as you called out his name.
âoh fuckââs too m-much sugu, still sensitiveâŚâ your hand holds firmly onto his wrist, though make no moves to remove it. geto understands you more than youâd like to admit it, and he knows the extent of your capabilities. youâve still got it, heâs trained his pussy fair enough to handle more until it physically rejects him. till that time comes however, he fears thereâs no pulling him out of you any time soon.
âhmm, poor baby.â he hums in faux understanding, fingertips still rubbing at your clit in figure eight motions. he never lets up with his hips, shifting on his side to introduce you to a penetration of a newer and deeper angle, one that has your hand flying to clasp over your parted lips to muffle your moans.
you now rest your eyes close, noting how your stomach had been on the brink of that orgasmic release for some time now. the feeling amplified with your over sensitivity, getoâs formidable strokes at such an awkward angle though his dick stretched you out in the sluttiest way possible, and the coolness of his rings making contact with your heated cunt.
this is the meaning of life, geto thinks as he plants a kiss to your cheek, watching as you shake and crumble beneath his touch, pussy clamping and clenching uncontrollably as it gushes his favorite liquid, coating his legs and ruining the bed yet again. he makes sure to let you know how amazing you are, how amazing you take his dick and how thereâs no other place heâd rather be than with you in his arms in both your beds.
âatta girl, keep that shit goinââ fuckinâ love it when you soak me all over with your cumâshit, needa have a taste.â
đđđđđđ đđđđđâ words of affirmation.
âthere goes my beautiful wifeâall perfect and all mine.â
nanami loves through reassurance. ironically enough, a man as reserved as himself vocally expresses himself with you and only you. he finds it easiest to love you through words, where he can openly admit how you make him feel, what you do to him and how you do it. heâs utterly in love with you, feels safest in your space, and so the words slip past his lips quicker than heâs able to stop (not that heâd ever try to stop anyway).
your deeming qualities helped him open up and allowed him to be vulnerable. nanami knew letting you go would be the stupidest mistake he could ever commit in his twenty-six years of living, and heâd live the rest of his years in regret if he didnât act fast, thus explaining the coolness of his wedding ring sitting naturally at his fourth finger against your soft cheek.
he isnât blind. heâs keen to noticing how bashful you get whenever he verbally expresses himself to you, always catching you off guard. he finds you prettiest when you shy away from his gaze and praises, tucking your hair away from your face as you nibble on your bottom lip.
youâre his wife and itâs in your right to feel complimented and appreciated by him. itâs in your right to know how gorgeous you look, how amazing you smell, how mesmerizing your smile is, how delicious your pussy tastes, and how pretty you sound when you moan his name with extra love.
âkento,â you whine, eyes glazed in tears threatening to spill from the pleasure coursing through your body.
your knees are bent at the sides of your head, feet dangling at his shoulders, as youâre fucked passionately by your husband hovering over you. youâre bent and spread completely open to his disposition, and with a proper shift of an angle in his hips, you can feel his dick dragging at your cunt, every inch coated in your creamy white essence.
nanami focuses on your facial expressions, the scrunch of your eyebrows to the center of your forehead and the way your breast bounce in circular motions with each sharp thrust. he can feel each scratch and rake of your nails at the skin on his back, and he revels in knowing youâre losing youâre composure just as he is.
âyou feel amazing loveâgod, perfect pussy gripping me so tight.â nanami groans, abdominal muscles contracting as your cunt clenches down on his length.
something in the look in your eyes calls out to himâyour need to be reassured that youâre doing a good job, that youâre playing your part, that heâs feeling as good as youâre feeling. nanami looks into your pleading eyes and itâs like heâs reading your bare, stripping and leaving you naked for him to devour whole.
so he leans forward, chest hairs tickling your nipples and suddenly heâs in deeper than before, and your eyes roll backwards, arms flinging to loop at the back of his neck. despite his hair matted due to sweat, you card the tresses between your fingers, holding tightly onto his body.
âyouâre doing so good for me baby,â nanami praises you right in your ear, the softness and familiarity in his voice sending butterflies in your stomach. you whine and plead and it all comes out as babbles, as your toes curl and nanami penetrates even more sensually than previously.
ânever felt anything like itâ fuck, you have no idea what you do to me,â his hips meet the back of your thighs at a set pace, heavy balls slapping your ass. heâs certain if he pulled away and looked down, he would be able to see himself peaking through your stomach.
âw-what else?â you ask, almost shyly, watching through low lidded eyes the golden of his hair contrasting with the silvery diamond sitting at your ring finger.
you were just so damn cute to him, asking such an innocent question as if he wouldnât capture the moon and hand it to you if he could. the equivalent to that would be the band on both your fingers, vowing to living the rest of your lives together.
nanami breathes in deeply, inhaling your natural scent in which drove his pheromones crazy every single time, before exhaling out, âneed you forever, princessâmmh, need your perfect pussy and perfect soul with me till the end of time.â
when you clamped harder on his dick and bite down on his shoulder, nanami pushed your hair out your face, and planted a kiss at your temple, âmy pretty woman needs her pussy filled with my cum, doesnât she?â
his weight is all poured down onto you, dick pumping in and out of your wetness with ease. his tip kissed at your cervix, promising to shoot loads and having you wound up swollen and pregnant, that way everyone will know youâre his.
âgonna fuck a baby in this perfect pussyâhave you be the mother of my children, shitâall swollen and round and full of my semen,â nanami nips at the shell of your ear, slipping a hand in between both your bodies to toy at your neglected clit. he feels your body jolt from the newfound stimulation, and you mewl, tears finally soaking your flushed cheeks.
his balls frantically slap at your ass, aching and begging to be released inside of you. your pussy greedily calls out for him, clenching down and attempting to milk him from every last drop. each thrust and grind delivered has your right leg shaking at his side, your cunt being pounded into like itâs the last thing nanami has to do.
âcâmon princess, say itâtell me you need it as badly as i do. fuckâ i love you with every fiber in me, my love, donât you ever forget it.â
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âneed to feel you babyâfuck, come closer please.â
choso loves through the art of physical connection. simple enough, heâs a clingy man that longs for the touch of his partner. heâd been alone for quite some time in his life, touch starved and unknown to a world of love. fresh in his very first relationship, youâd introduced him to all sorts of ways to express himself and he resonated the most with whenever youâd wrap your arms around him, or kiss him feverishly.
he follows you around like a lost puppy, obeys to your every command so long as you reward him with allowing him to cling onto you. if you both watch movies together, cuddling is mandatory, if youâre talking walks together then expect his hands to be interlocked with yours. choso finds thereâs nothing more pleasurable than the electrifying feeling that sparks at his skin and creates goosebumps whenever he gets to feel you against him.
itâs an addictive sensation that makes his brain chemistry all fogged up and releases hormones that admittedly turns him on quicker than he would ever admit. so itâs to no surprise that his longing for that skin-to-skin contact is evidently prominent during sex.
choso insists on absolutely no clothing when he fucks you like thisâso intimately as you lay flat on your stomach with your arms stretched to tug onto the silk sheets beneath you. hovering over your bare body, his arms pinned at your sides to hold himself up, and he grinds his pelvis at the soft mounds of your ass. he hasnât even entered inside your warmth but his dick aches painfully, pre cum dribbling all over you smooth skin and into the crack of your ass.
âcho, hurry up,â you whine, wiggling your ass up, unaware of the effect the simple act of contact does to a man like him. worsening matters, you stretch an arm back to hold at his thin waist, encouragingly pushing his hips further so he could take imitative for the rest of the way.
he moans, the subtle graze of your ass at his sensitive skin sending shivers down his spine. his tip rages a angry red, leaking and connecting to the cleft of your ass cheeks. âfuck, okay, okay.â
it doesnât take long for him to grab the base of his cock, aligning it in to the reward of your gooey center between your ass. your pussy glistens and clenches tantalizingly, and welcomes him with kindness as you suck him in whole. the harmonies ripped from your throats at him bottoming out sends flutters to his heart, his head lolling forward as his nose rests atop your head.
he can smell your shampoo from this angle, can see how you tuck your bottom lip into your teeth, how your lashes flutter beautifully and how your tits bounce with each impact of his thrusts. he feels connected to you through the intimacy of sex, and to no surprise does he lift an arm to wrap it gently around your bare neck.
âso fuckinâ good, hnng, oh fuckâthis pussyâs the best,â choso moans, hips lifting up to slam back down into the cleft of your ass, pounding into your tight pussy eagerly. his thumb subconsciously grazed at your jugular, a gentle squeeze around the column of your neck as a reminder of his focus to you.
you lean your head back into his chest, eyes resting shut as you allow yourself to be entirely consumed by your boyfriend. you feel his dick reach extremities that has you curl your toes, fucks into you with an intensity that proves he wants to show you just how much you mean to him through his actions, that he wants to make you cum with him and bind souls together.
his tresses are long fallen out of their regular ponytails and hang around your peripheral. you can hear his whimpers and heavy breathing at the shell of your ear, his lips ghosting from your temple down to your earlobe. he moves back to the rest his chin atop of your head, consumed by the warmth of your gushing cunt enveloping his inches entirely, âlove you babyâshit, need to feel all of you, need it badly.â
âfuckkk, touch me, cho~â you egg him on, planting your palms down to your mattress to stabilize yourself as you tilt your head upwards. from this angle, his pink lips hover over yours, albeit backwards, but thereâs nothing else choso does better than profess his love for you through physical acts.
and so, he leans down and instinctively kisses you. tongue deep in your mouth, he tilts his head and lets himself swallow your moans, memorizing your taste and sounds. his hips never cease to rock into your ass, his sole arm supporting him aching painfully as it grips onto your waist tight for dear life. with his knees trapping your body in, the hand at your neck slides down your breast and grope at the mounds.
you whine into his mouth as his fingers begin to tweak with your stiff buds, rolling the nipple between his forefingers and fingertips. the blissful feeling from this new stimulation melts your mind as youâre forced to pull away from his lips to breathe.
as he grinds his dick into your pussy, you feel his cock throbbing against your gummy walls and feel the ghost of his fingers roaming at your skin everywhere. from the interlacing of your hands, to the overlapping of your legs, to his lips nipping and biting at your supple flesh at the crook of your neckâ choso is everywhere at once, followed by his love for you and itâs all too overwhelming. still, it has your orgasm ripping out of you unexpectedly, gushing your essence out on his cock while he himself finishes inside of you, the final touch to his acts of physical connections with you.
âsqueezinâ me so fuckinâ tightâgod i love you and your pussy so much, mmh, keep milkinâ this dick babyâfuck!â
can you tell i got lazy towards the end :3 ?
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ę° FEATURING ! ęą. g. satoru, f. toji, g. suguru, n. kento x afab!reader
ę° CONTENT WARNINGS ! ęą. cybersex, camgirl!reader, facetiming, onlyfans account, dirty talking, usage of toys, reader wears lingerie, fingering, anal play, consented video taping, feminine pet names, letâs pretend toji has money okay? okay.
RENAâS NOTE. big shoutout to my dawgs @screampied ! wouldâve suffered a bad writerâs block if not for them <3 ly pooks
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âyeah baby~ fuck, arch your back just like thatâshit!â
you complied to his request, moaning as you arch your back and push your hips backwards, deepening the angle of which your dildo penetrated inside of you.
from your facetime call, you faced the camera and propped your dildo to the wall behind you. you watched as your ass recoiled like waves, flesh bouncing off the wall in hypnotic motions, giving your boyfriend the pov he demanded at the start of this call.
you watched through your laptop screen as your boyfriend held his cock tightly with one hand, his other hand propped at the back of his head. his stomach clenched tightly as he matched your pace with his jerks. your wet squelches filled the atmosphere followed by your moans, arms stretched out to claw at the silk sheets on your bed.
âmmhâfuck baby, wish you were h-here right now,â you whine, bringing your fingertips to your lolled out tongue, coating the digits with your saliva, before slipping them between your thighs to focus on your neglected clit.
drawing figure eights to the bundle of nerves, your cheek smushed against the mattress, face heating and tears streaking down your cheeks.
bottom lip tucked in his teeth, gojo narrows his cerulean eyes to zero in on your figure, the sounds of your creamy pussy rocking back and forth on your dildo, your teary eyes watching him with such wantâ and fuck if he doesnât wish this conference meeting overseas would end so he could blow your back out.
âi know, âm sorryâ hah, princess,â he whines, thumbing his leaking slit as the hand behind his hair starts to grip at his own locks. the stinging feeling reminded him of you and it only turned him on further.
âjust a fâfew more days, yeah? and iâm all yours, promise baby, wait out for me,â he prods further, upset at the fact he has to reach out to you virtually. even behind the low quality of your camera, you shone like an angel sent from heaven, lashes wet with tears and your lips glistening from your smeared gloss.
you nod your head, before fluttering your eyes close as your gut begins to coil. your limbs grow hot and limp, toes curling and you up the pace of your rocking, the drag of the customized silicone dildo against your velvety walls stretching you in ways that reminded you an awful lot of your boyfriend.
âtoruâfuck, iâm cumming!â you arch your back deeper, chest pressed flat against the mattress, fingernails scratching the softness of your sheets.
gojo had been on the brink of an orgasm eons ago, but he held back for you. to him, nothing beat busting a nut at the same time you did. his snowy white hair matted to his forehead, cheeks flushed a pretty red as he now focuses on his stiff cock with two firm hands.
he mimics circular motions you usually do, fighting to keep his eyes open as his orgasm washes over him just from the sight of your cries alone. your body shudders, your own orgasm washing over you from head to toe as you mewl out his name, spraying your juices all over the wall behind you and down your plush thighs.
your back arches outwards and youâre drooling all over yourself but gojo doesnât think heâs seen anything prettier in his entire life.
âshitâoh fuck, cum for me princess, make a mess all overângh, yourself for meâmy perfect fuckinâ girl.â
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âwelcome back everyone~â
there was something terribly sinful in the way the girl currently clothed in skimpy lingerie, fingers rubbing at her pussy in lazy circles with a dildo to her lips, tip of the toy teasingly grazing at her pink tongueâwas also the same girl toji paid money to babysit his kid whenever he was away at work.
toji was no good man. this was definitely wrong on many personal levels, but alas he was still a man, if the way his dick hardened painfully quick at the sound of your honeyed voice alone.
he shifts in his chair, leaning back into it as he palms his hard on through his sweats. he watches with narrowed green orbs as you finally swallow the silicone toy down your throat, the dildo lubed in your saliva whenever it came out of contact from your mouth.
âwishinâ it was your fat cock instead, mmh,â you swirl your tongue around the dildo, before arriving to the tip and latching your plump lips around it.
you simultaneously increase the speed at your folds, fingers soon growing sticky with your essence as the obscene wetness fills the room. you moan around the toy, spreading your lips for the camera while clenching around nothing.
dick long freed from his pants and tucked tightly in his fist, toji groans as he watches your pretty pussy flutter and basically beg for him to fill you up. he hacks up some spit and drips it down on his girthy length, before roughly going back to jerking at his dick.
âi wonder which one of my lucky viewers is gonna get to fuck me next live?â you breathlessly giggle, before lowering the dildo in your free hand to your gaping cunt.
your comments flood with praises and pleasantries, with money flowing in easilyâanything to capture your attention and have you notice them. theyâre desperate, toji thinks, but realizes heâs definitely no betterâhands already moving to donate a much bigger sum than whatever pussydestroyer69 could ever offer you.
âooh, four bills is a hefty amount,â you tilt your head to the side, your pretty lips stretched in a perfect smile. you giggle when the comments start to insult toji but heâs too far enamoured in the way your free hand now travelled to your breast, groping at the mounds and flicking at your stiff buds.
you return to the regular programming, pressing the tip of your dildo to your cunt, dragging it up and down your wet folds, teasing yourself with your legs spread open for the viewers to see.
âfuckâ this feels amazing, mmh, âm sooo sensitive,â you whine, applying a small amount of pressure to slightly push the tip in but pull it back out.
this was torturousâ your thong pushed to the side to reveal your puffy lips as it leaked your essence. toji let his mind run to how badly he wanted to taste you. he was sure youâd be as sweet as honey, a potent taste on his tongue, and the thought of you face down with your ass up, begging for him to eat you out had his balls tightening with eagerness.
âfuckinâ shitâ what a tease.â toji grunts, throwing his head back as he rubs the callouses at his palms against his veiny skin. his hips jerked up in anticipation, feeling his limbs run hot while his thumb circled at his reddened tip.
âyâwanna fuck my gaping pussy? yeah, âm all wet and tight just for youâ hnng, bet iâd have you cumming quicker than you ever had~â you taunt, and finally push the toy all the way in, moaning at the stretch of the toy at your pussy.
your toes curl and you tighten your hold at your tits, slowly thrusting the dildo in and out of your cunt, the slick sound of the friction enticing toji as he matches your pace, fanged teeth biting down at his bottom lip.
you pout your bottom lip, small whines escaping your throat as you fuck yourself desperately. âfeelsâgoodâ shit, need you to fuck me daddy!â
call him delusional but he felt you spoke to him and not the rest of these bums, legs opened and pussy clenching down at the dripping toy, as your hips rocked upwards to try and meet the dildo for further pleasure.
the telltale of his dick twitching uncontrollably told he was on the brink of an orgasm, one that has him cursing incessantly and brings sweat to his hairline. he pries his eyes open, refusing to miss out on how your folds get abused by yourself, multitasking between thrusting inside and attacking your clit.
ââm gonna cum daddyâplease lemme cumângh!â you plead, and as if some force between the two of you is pulled, you spray your essence all over yourself, slick dripping down your sheets and wetting your lingerie, staining your panties soaked as toji calls out your name, hips bucking into his tight fist as ropes of hot cum are pulled out of him.
âthere we go babyâdamn, keep creaminâ just like that.â
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âcâmon mamaâdonât you let up, fuck, keep bouncinâ fâme.â
you whined some more, thighs aching and trembling from your consistent riding mixed with the added stimulation to your rim from your gifted anal plug. behind you was getoâs set up, computer camera propped as your back faced it, with geto seated at the edge of the bed.
hands planted firmly onto his chest, you stabilized yourself as you continued to rock your hips, dragging yourself up and down on his inches of dick, feeling his hardness stretch out your walls.
âsugu, âs too muchâ shit, want you to fuck me already!â you moaned, leaning your head downward to his broad shoulders, forehead slippery with sweat.
geto chuckled at your neediness, clicking his tongue as he lands a firm slap to your reddened ass. you all but moaned, hips moving back and forth as you clenched your mounds around his cock.
âbut baby,â geto complains mockingly, slipping his hand in between your bodies and thumbing at your swollen clit. âyâwouldnât wanna disappoint your fans, would ya?â
as he spoke, he glanced over your shoulder to check the comment section, as it was filled with numerous donations, praises as well as degradations. the more his viewers donated money to him, the quicker the toy plugged in your ass vibrated.
the triple stimulation had your brain gone to mush, your golden spot brutally toyed with as the foreign but pleasurable feeling in your puckered hole stretched it out, added with the circles at your bundle of nerves, sending shivers all throughout your body.
âuhn uhn,â you shake your head, all but against the idea of ruining his live stream simply because you were tired. more than anything, you wanted to cum, even if it had been in the most torturous way you could think of.
âthatâs my good girl,â geto presses his lips at the crane of your head. his praise sends tingles in your belly, core licking with heat. his hands find their way to your ass cheeks, groping the soft mounds as encouragement, the actions causing a shift in the toy to be pushed slightly deeper inside of you.
âf-fuckâdonât do that, iâll cum!â you complain, arching your chest into his, sensitive nipples brushing into his own.
the creamy mess at the base of his cock clearly accessible to the viewers sent a massive amount of money right into getoâs account and straight to your ass, as you jolted into his hold, clinging your arms around his neck.
âholy shitâone thousand?â geto asks breathlessly, followed by immediate more pinging indicating more donations. âyouâre a hit babyâthey fuckinâ love this pussy. too bad itâs all fuckinâ mine though, hah,â
youâre flattered by it all, and hit with a final wave of confidence before youâre sure the dam in your gut will snap, you push him back to lay on his bed. geto watches you with a cocked brow and smug smile, baby hairs messily framing his flushed skin.
âoh?â he asks, amused by the sudden turn of events. he never lets go of your hips, instead tightening his hold on you as you plant your feet to the mattress.
you hop up and down, his dick nearly slipping by how far up you rode him, with your palms pressed against the plane of his abs. feeling tears build up at your lash line, you moan and wail, dick penetrating deep into your cunt deliciously.
âfuckinâ ride this dick, âs all yours mamaâshit, gonna make me cum all inside that pretty pussy, mmh. give it all tâme,â
it doesnât take much between his constant praising, the slickness of your wetness around his cock and the additional vibrations to your ass to have you cumming hard around him. you clamp your walls down, momentarily pausing your riding as you let it take over your entire body.
geto comes through, hips bucking upwards to further your orgasm and youâre sure you momentarily blacked out, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your tongue lolls out of your mouth.
âwhat a pretty fuckinâ face baby, all mine. goddamn, âs too bad your biggest fan wonât get to see itâ ainât that right, satoru?â
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âk-kentoâoh fuck daddy, âs so fucking deep!â
his wrist ached as he worked his way up and down his cock, tip throbbing an angry red. he watched himself hold your waist with one grip of his hand, the other propped up to film the lewd scenery, capturing you in all your glory.
nanami maintained a steady focus, pistonning into your cunt at a ruthless pace, a ruthless angle, and judging by the sound of your broken moans, he was thrusting into that spot that had you seeing stars and slurring your words.
on the screen showed you face down with your ass up, hands bind by his tie behind your back, face planted into his bed as he fucked into you passionately. your pussy gripped onto his cock greedily, sucking him in as the ripples of your ass bounced on his pelvis.
âmy perfect girl, fuck, keep taking it just like that.â his large hand held at your waist firmly, bottoming out just to pull out all the way to where your lips latched at his tip, coating his dick in your creamy essence.
his hand made it to the top of his shaft, and when the screen presented him an erotic view of both your body fluidsâ semen, juices, sweatâ sticking between both your damp skin, where you lowered yourself on his cock and where he pushed forward to fasten the process, his thumb grazed over his slit tauntingly, the same way heâs seen you done it dozens of times.
itâd never occur to him that watching himself plow into you would turn him on so, but you were so far away and he was immensely turned on.
his button down now unbuttoned, his chest heaved up and down as he panted heavily, sliding his other hand down to cup at his balls, the way youâve done to him so many times. he winces at the feeling, dick painfully hard as it twitches in his hold.
âholy fuckâ my perfect fuckinâ girl, shit.â he groans, narrowing his eyes to focus on the hypnotic sight that had his erection crying impossibly further.
the sight of you unable to do anything but take his dick like the slut you were made to be for him had him curling his feet and thighs tremble rather quickly. your fingers twitched as you begged him to free you, to let you touch him, but all that resorted to was your ass getting slapped for your disobedience.
âbehave princess.â nanami warned you while rubbing his hand at the reddened skin, and you whined a âm so sorry daddy but obeyed nonetheless, and whatever kink triggered in nanami activated, as he jerked off faster, desperate to chase that release.
in the video, nanami pulled his dick out momentarily, causing you to cry out at your pussyâs emptiness. lowering the camera to your abused cunt, your pink walls gaped and clenched around nothing, practically calling out for him to fill the void. he chuckles behind his phone, before grabbing at his cock and lining himself at your entrance, teasing your folds by dragging his tip up and down before bottoming out again.
âfuckinâ hell, i need you right now,â nanami cussed, wanting nothing more than to feel your warmth around his cock instead of his own hand, to feel you clamp and suck him into your pussy, to have you squirt on his cock and still beg him for more despite your sensitivity.
between the pornographic sight of your cunt clenching down on his cock, your asshole winking at him, the recoil of your ass onto him and the sinful arch of your back, nanami soon painted his fist white in his cum, head thrown back as he was overtaken by an orgasm.
âdamn itâshit, just like that princessâkeep gripping onto me, gonna fill that pretty pussy full of my cum.â
yes, gojo was the generous donator on getoâs live stream. pervert
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ę° FEATURING ! ęą. g. satoru, f. toji, g. suguru, s. ryomen
ę° CONTENT WARNINGS ! ęą. i warn them next to each character name so thatâs all covered ! very little plot, in fact the need of piercings isnât even necessary but wtv :P oh and the readerâs referred to girly pet names and has a vagina.
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âshow it off for me pretty babyâyeahh, just like that,â
you complied to his order, slipping out his dick from your hallowed cheeks, every inch of his shaft coated in your saliva. you gasped as your throat was rid of its fullness, tears streaking down your cheeks and drool pooling at the corner of your mouth.
a string of spit connected from your bottom lip to his rosy tip, blushing an angry red as he leaked salty pre come. your wrist twists as your hands work up and down his dick, the messiness of the situation serving useful as lube.
âcâmon babyâfuck, show me your pretty jewelry, hm?â gojo begs, hand cupping your stained cheek, thumb brushing over your moist skin.
you nod your head, before sticking your tongue out through swollen lips, the silver ball pierced into the muscle now in sight. you lower your head, tongue still lolled out as you grab the base of his cock and slap his tip at it a few times.
you watch gojo unravel at the sight, the coolness of your jewelry sending him to mush. âshittt, fuck yeah baby, need your pretty mouth back on itâsuck me off like the good girl you are, hah,â you feel his hand trail from your cheek to the back of your neck, urging you forward back onto his dick.
you opt to tease him, leaning forward and encircling his cock with your tongue, dragging the jewelry all over his sensitive skin, your free hand slowly jerking off inches you werenât reaching yet.
âmmhm,â you moan at the taste, lifting your gaze to watch the man before you. heâs wincing through gritted teeth, his grip from your nape to your hair in a tight hold, hips twitching up in attempt to get more attention on his throbbing length.
âquit teasinâ me, baby,â gojo groans, hips now raised up to full extent and the clench of your throat restricting around his cock has him moaning pathetically.
tears cloud your vision as his tip reaches the back of your throat, but you work your way up and down his dick, bobbing your head in motions you knew drove him to insanity. you gripped his thighs as support, gagging sounds filling the bedroom mixed in with the melody of gojoâs whines and pleas.
the coolness of your tongue piercing dragging up his veins, in contrast to the warmth of your velvety mouth, plump lips latching at his cock tightly drove him to spiral, his gut coiling and limbs liquifying as he was washed over with pure euphoria.
his hold on your hair tightened and the sting at your scalp had you moaning around his dick, amplifying his pleasure tenfolds. âshit babyâalways suckinâ me off so well, fuck, âs like you were made to suck dickâmy dickâyour mouth feelsâgood, losinâ my mind hereâfuckkk!â
your jaw was at its witâs end, aching as it split open to welcome gojoâs dick with ease. your eyes trailed down as your spit dribbled from his tip to his ballsack, before coming back up to stare at him with an innocent gaze, one that would surely want to fuck your throat on his own accord.
seemed you knew him too well, as he suddenly sits up from the edge of the bed, feet planted on the floor, pushing you back to align you perfectly with his dick. his dick slips out your mouth and you cough, gasping for air from the sudden puncture and removal in such a short period of time.
âneed to fuck your throatâsee you begginâ for it, with those slutty fuckinâ eyes,â his cerulean eyes darken with lust, a feral look blown in his pupil and you brace yourself for the worst. âdonât you worryâiâll give you exactly what you want. say ahh~â
still stuck on gasping for air, your jaw already slackened and there shimmers your pretty jewelryâas he rams his dick back into your throat, reaching as far until your body jerks in a deep gag. heâs got one firm hand griping your hair in a ponytail while the other keeps you in place at your nape.
his hips thrust wildly into your mouth, excessive sounds of shlurp! filling the room as your throat restricts around his length, pool of saliva slipping past your lips and staining your thighs.
âatta girlâfuck baby, âm gonna cum down your throatâhave you gagginâ and chokinâ on my nutâyâlove this nasty shit dontchaâshit!âyâlove it when i use you like the cumdump you are, yeah? mmh,â
mouth too full to answer, you allow the roll of your eyes to the back of your head and your muffled moans to do the talking for you. youâd grown painfully wet the entire seance, loving whenever heâd go feral on you with no restraint.
you hallowed your cheeks as his tip rocked back and forth against your tongue piercing, and judging by the pinch in his brows and the contracting of his abdomen muscles, you knew he would be cumming.
âthatâs the fuckinâ spirit pretty girlâyou better swallow every last dropâyeah, swallow that shit, hnng, milk me for what iâm worthâshit y/n!â
his final act, pushing your head all the way downâtill your nose reaches to snowy white pubes, your loudest gag yet as he empties himself down your throat. he keeps you locked in place and your throat tightens around his length, your fingernails digging into his thigh muscles.
when his dick twitches in your mouth uncontrollably, he pulls you off, watching as you cough violently, nasty strings of fluids connecting from your mouthâs entrance to his dick, just how he loved itâsloppy head.
âfuckkk,â he sighs dreamily, grabbing his own cock and tapping the excess drops against your jewelry, now stained white with his cum. your eyes are teary and doed, and he swears youâve never looked prettier.
âwe gotta do that shit again.â
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âyou went and got this slutty piercing without me? let another man spread your legs and play with yer pussy and felt no sympathy for tojiâs feelings?â
said man held his dick tight in his fist, aligning it with your pussy, right above where your freshly pierced clit was, and rubbed his tip all over your bundle of nerves.
you mewled and cried, your orgasm having just hit you from his mouth alone and he overstimulated you, punishing you for having let another man touch you. your back arched off the mattress and you felt your jaw slacken, mouth into an âoâ shape as toji abused your worn out clit.
ân-no, toji pleaseâneed your dick inside, mmh, need to feel you inside daddy!â you babble aimlessly, hand sneaking in between your thighs to reach at his cock, stroking it up and down, begging to have it reach places inside you knew would have you seeing stars.
âand just why should i give you what you want?â toji teases you, his free hand swiping your hand away. âmy feelings are hurt doll, what tells you you deserve to cum on my dick, hm?â
you shake your head, desperation washing over you as you failed to voice out that not only had it been a girl that pierced, but he was fully aware you were going to get this piercing. toji was messing with you to make you beg, and you would be damned to not reach that peak pleasure over a matter of pride.
ââm sorry daddyâwasnât thinking, but i wonât do it again, i swear!â you plead, toes curling as the stimulation on your clit jewelry began heating up pleasure in your gut. you felt yourself lose your composure, âplease tojiâwanna be fucked like your slut! need to be taught a lesson, was very badâteach me what happens to disobedient slutsâfuuckkk!â
you cut yourself off as one of your legs are thrown over his broad shoulders and the other wraps around his waist. toji bottoms out inside, leaving you no room to breathe or prepare yourself, before lifting his hips up and roughly slamming them into yours.
your body jerks up to his powerful thrusts, your head pushing up into the headboard as pleasure washes over your limp limbs. you feel his dick stretch your cunt deliciously, the drag of his dick in and out your silky folds sending your mind in a frenzy.
âyou wanna be fucked like a slut? iâll fuck you like a goddamn slutâno cummin till i finish first, that oughta teach ya a fuckinâ lesson,â toji grins beastly, dick all in your guts as he pistons his hips wildly. your breast jiggle to each rough thrusts as you grope on them, eyes rolled to the back of your head.
letting his eyes trail down, he fixates on the way the grinding of his dick at your pussy expands your lower stoa h, the shape of his cock visibly showing through your stomach. he feels an animalistic sense filter through him as your jewelry shimmers back at him, almost insultingly.
he sends a glob of spit at your pussy, landing perfectly at your clit before thumbing at it. you whine out his name, the grip on your breast tightening as your toes curl in his peripheral.
âgreedy fuckinâ cuntâsuckinâ me in, shit, love it when i dick you down like a whore, ainât that right mama?â you feel his balls slap at your pussy, thrusts relentless as they bruise and bully at your cervix. you feel his tip kissing your womb and you swear you start seeing double.
âlove it daddy,â you nod your head, feeling so full you felt him everywhere. your pussy latched onto his dick greedily, tears at your lash line as you hoped your grip would have him nutting quicklyâyou already felt your orgasm approaching but he was in a mood tonight.
the sound of your skin clapping one against another played as background noise, your wetness splurting as toji dicked you down, occasional teeth biting at your plush skin. too many different stimulationsâfrom your g-spot being attacked relentlessly to your puffy clit being rubbed on simultaneouslyâhad your tongue loll out in white blinding pleasure.
suddenly grabbing ahold of both your legs, toji pushes the back of your thighs towards your chest, to which you grab onto shakily, âkeep emâ spreadâfuck up and âm leaving you hanging dry, got it?â
you nod your head and when he holds onto the headboard, your voice comes out brokenly as you beg for more and more, his stroke game increasing tenfolds. he fucks into you like heâs got something to prove, occasionally grinding at specific angles that have your pierced clit rubbing at his pubic area.
his brows are cinched, matted hair sticking to his forehead, âshitâgonna cum, have my way with my pussy, mark it dirty and white with my kids. nobody will ever come this close to makinâ you feel this good, you hear me?â
truth be told, you hardly heard him, focusing instead of how your right leg shook excessively whenever he angled his hips at that angle that toyed at your spongey walls deliciously.
âbest fuckinâ pussy in the worldâall jewelled and pretty for daddy, shit, gonna breed it so good, have you leakinâ and swollen, full of meâyâgonna let me fuck you full, yeah?â
he goes unanswered when instead you cream on his dick, back arching as the dam breaks. you broke his rule, youâre both aware, but he cums with youâdeep groan erupting from his chest as he flows his semen deep inside your womb, pulling out of your warm cave to stroke himself off atop your pierced clit, painting your pussy white of him.
âshitâwhat a slutty cunt, damn near snatched my soul.â
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âuhn uhnâdonât you stop princess, remember what i told you?â
you did in fact remember, but your arms ached as you griped tightly onto your sheets, back arched perfectly as you pushed your ass back to meet his hips.
suguru landed a firm blow to your ass, before raising his other hand to his lips, inhaling the blunt deeply before exhaling with a relaxed sigh, at the buzz that ran course in his body intertwining with your pussy enveloping his dick from top to bottom.
your ass recoiled and bounced on his pelvic area mesmerizingly, the two jewels that sat pierced in your lower back sending geto in a frenzy he knew he needed sated before he lost his composure.
the base of his dick was coated with your essence, a creamy pearly ring of slick encircling his shaft as you slide back and forth on his girth. you whined and complained, begging him to have pity on you, but he was satisfied with his things were going.
âcanât handle takinâ charge, even for a little bit? thatâs mean baby, i wanna relax too,â he dragged his hand all over the smoothness of your ass, admiring your flesh as it bounced back, speaking to him in a language he felt too familiar with.
âsuguruâbaby please,â you beg him, tilting your head back and giving him doe eyes, never letting up on your chase to your orgasm. as quick as you attempted to set a pace, it could never match up to the way he fucked you.
the butt of his blunt began dying in his hand with how long he stared at you with red eyes. at the end of the day, you were his girl and whatever you wanted from him you got. he shakes the ash off his blunt before setting it in between his lips, freeing his hands so they can hold at your waist.
âmy spoiled princess,â suguru sighs, a faint smile on his lips as he finally allows you the pleasure you searched for, hips pushing up to meet halfway to your bounce.
you moaned at how deep he was, from a single thrust, and you feel yourself melt into your mattress. your skin tacky from sweat, cheeks flushed from the sativa weed coursing through your system, you felt yourself float to cloud nine as your pussy got fucked at a sensual and deep pace.
your pussy fit his cock snuggly, swallowing him greedily and entirely, while he blew out your back. your arms stretched forward and gripped your sheets, releasing your feelings into the tightening of your fists.
toes curling in ultimate pleasure, you feel your soul leaving your body as geto lifts a leg up to the bed and angles his hips. with ease, he finds your golden spot and does you the pleasure of attacking that same area, enthralled by the tremors of your body whenever he pulls out almost entirely just to slam himself back in.
âsuguâyes, oh yes babyâso fuckinâ deep!â you moan, slipping your hand between your thighs to reach at his balls, and you cup them to massage the pair. you hear him whimper behind you, and suddenly the grip on your waist tightens.
geto throws his head back, loose hairs from his messy bun framing his hairline gracefully, âfuckinâ hell pretty, yâgot the best pussy in the worldâso warm and tight, shit, tryna make cum quick, arenât ya?â
you whimper at his words, lifting up to your elbows to turn around and catch his gaze once more. backshots were a personal favorite for him ever since youâd gotten your dermals, but you both admittedly missed seeing each otherâs facial expressions during sex.
geto spots your siren eyed stare, low lidded from the weed finally settling, and he drags another hit of his blunt into his lungs. he inhales deeply, before killing the blunt on his ash tray, and leans forward to plant his lips onto yours, exhaling the smoke when you part your lips.
the push forward shifts your position, and you exhale the cloud of smoke shakily. with a soft hum, geto kisses the crown of your sweaty head, his tone gentle âgood girl.â
now bent over your back, his strokes turn into grinding, his dick reaching even deeper inside as it massages into areas youâd never reach on your own. your arms tremble as your head hangs low, tears building in your lash line from the pleasure built up.
the intimacy of the newfound position mixed with getoâs heavy breathing at your ears, praising you and your pussy for taking him in so well, the substance abuse clouding your senses, the knot in your stomach snaps and you flood the sheets, squirting your liquids all over yourself, him and your bed.
âthereeee we go,â geto encourages you, hips never letting up as they drag you through the highs of euphoria. he keeps fucking into you, eyes narrowed in on the way your jaw slackened and your eyes shut close, pussy pulsating around his cock desperately.
âthis dick is all yours baby, cream on it and mark it yoursâfuck, keep doinâ that shit, wanna be soaked in your juicesâhah, yeah thatâs itâthere we fuckinâ go.â
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âyouâre boring me bratâpick up the pace and quit being lazy cause i ainât fuckinâ you,â
sukuna rested his head against his hand in an attempt to be perceived as annoyance, all four eyes casted up to your fucked out face. your glossy eyes crossed to the centre of your face as your jaw fell and had your tongue lolled out your mouth.
âis it too much for you?â sukuna mocked, barking a laugh as one of his arms reach for your derrière, roughly slapping the globe, before cupping and jiggling the flesh in his big hand.
you hear words but they hardly register as you bounce up and down his unreasonably big dick. you swear you feel him past your intestines and somewhere near your stomach, your pussy clenching tightly around him as you attempt to fuck yourself for the both of you.
your hands appear small as they hold onto his broad shoulders for stability, your head limp and jerking with each bounce on his lap.
sukuna smirks, two more of his arms coming up to pinch at both of your tits, focusing his attention on the stiff buds that pierced with gold jewelry. he tweaks at the bud, pinches and twists painfully, âi assumed a grown girl able to get her nipples pierced like a filthy whore would also be able to take my dick, but i guess i was wrong.â
you wish you could counter and disagree with his statement, prove him wrong and ride him into a whole new dimension that heâd grip onto the arms of his seat and throw his head back as he emptied loads of his semen inside your tight cunt. unfortunately for you, your thighs ached from over exhaustion as your tits were being fondled aggressively and if his fourth arm continued to thumb at your clit, youâd be cumming yet again on his dick while leaving him high and dry.
âshâshut the fuck up,â you slur out, eyes narrowing as you try to glare at him, but they shut completely when his hand roughly slaps your cheek, head jerking to the side. shamefully, you let out a moan at the impact, the stinging feeling having your clamp tightly on his cock.
âwatch your fuckinâ tone,â sukuna warns you, fingers gripping your jaw as he forces your head down to look at him. your watch him with angry eyes, and it undoubtedly turns him on when you grind your hips back and forth, almost in retaliation.
âor what?â you challenge him back, despite knowing there really wasnât much in your favour as of now. you enjoyed being bratty because sukuna always handled your attitude correctly.
âor iâll strap you to this seat and leave your gapinâ pussy untouched, begginâ to cum while i have you watch me fuck somebody else. you want that?â he growls, eyes boring into yours and you know heâs being serious. you swallow your pride and roll your eyes but nod in understanding, and so he leans back into his seat. ânow keep at itâstill havenât came close to cumming, selfish girl.â
in the midst of it all, you ride and hop and bounce on his monstrous cock, feeling your body being split open at the intrusion of his dick penetrating areas you were certain were unhealthy. the pain felt too pleasurable to stop, and so you greedily fucked yourself to chase another orgasm.
leaned back in his throne, he watches you in faux unimpress, lips tugging into a cocky smirk whenever heâd pull at your nipples in a way that had your body jolting. heâd shove his fingers down your throat, have your saliva lube his digits and pull them out to slap and roughly play with your tender tits.
your back arches into his chest, and you feel his tongue peek through his stomach that stretches out to lick at your erogenous zone near your navel. your oversensitive nipples begin to feel numb, and you eagerly grab ahold of the back of sukunaâs head to pull him down closer to your chest.
what couldâve gotten you in deep trouble actually turned out for the better, as sukuna pops one of your nipples in his mouth, wet tongue circling the jewelry and moaning uncharacteristically at the taste. his other arm never ceases to fail to lack attention at your other boob.
âthe only impressive thing about you is that rack of yours. all plump and full and jewelled upâshit, hate to admit it but fuck, you have no idea how turned on iâm getting from them.â
itâs still fraudkuna 4 life btw.
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THE RIGHT KIND OF MOTIONATION !
imagine... gojo pushing you to do your very best at the gym !
warnings: inappropriate use of gym equipment ! fire hydrant ! (a variation of the sex position !) ripping clothes ! (briefly mentioned !) usage of nicknames ! clothing description for the reader ! established relationship ! porn with plot !
a/n: this is my way of coping on how the last episode went about nanami ! have fun reading !
what's life without a little bit of excitement here and there? some found it within course of their day-to-day life, while others received that ruse of excitement by participating in highly adrenaline-driven activities. in your case? your form of excitement came as a tall, white-haired man whose eyes rivaled the glimmer of sapphires. the same man that was standing in front of your peaceful, slumbering figure.
"câmon sweetcheeks, you promised to come with me at the gym today." his playful voice traveled into your ear as a handful of light kisses against your cheek made you groan tiredlyâturning your body away from the loving touch as an attempt to flee the inevitable doom that was waiting for you in a skin-tight tank top, gray sweatpants, a pair of white adidas sneakers and a charming smile on his lips. the sweatband kept his locks of hair from obscuring his sight. "in ten minutes we're going to hit the gym like we planned yesterday, remember?" as a reply, you pulled the thick covers of your bed over your body, letting the warmth and darkness embrace you. you knew you've kept chattering gojo's head off about wanting to start hitting the gym more as a healthy activity; just running up the treadmill. lifting a few weights. the basics honestly. you weren't looking to train like a soldier. a simple goal for simple results.
it was just...if only you could find the motivation to get out of bed.
"gojo, it's six o'clock in the morning. please give me five more minutes." from how deeply you pressed your head against your soft, big pillows, your voice was barely audible. "pretty please, baby? just five more minutes. nothing more than that." as much as he wanted to let you have your way, especially by how adorable you looked to him, gojo knew that you would end up sleeping for much then just 'five' minutes. "nah, get your pretty face up and get dressed. or do you want me to carry you out of the bed like the princess you are?" dating the man for quite some time has let you find out that, most of the time, he means what he says. even when his words come over as a form of jesting.
"fine, fine. i'll come along. you own me breakfast after this."
once you've put your feet inside of your house slippers, you go preparing yourself for the day. changing from your pajamas to a matching set that includes a white hoodie, seamless leggings, and a pair of trainers to finish it all off. after a swift ten minute walk of the two of you having pleasant conversationsâ you've reached your destination, the gym.
"alright, you're ready to break a sweat, babe? trust me, you're going to feel much better with blood pumpinâ through your veins." the arena was rather deserted since it was so early in the morning. leaving both of you with the choice to use whatever equipment was available. with a reluctant nod, the two of you parted ways.
now laying down onto the bench, the man finds himself grunting and huffing during every rep he does. his chest heaving as his hands tightened on the metal bar that was holding the heavy weights he had attached on the sides. his muscles tensing and bulging against his tank top in some measure. a delicious sight to feast on. and to the intensity of your gaze burning on his skin, he wasn't obvious to it. as a matter of fact, how you tried desperately to pretend you were ogling him once he caught you looking at him with such...appetite brought a cocky grimace onto his face. the imprint of his dick getting more apparent by the minute. and more uncomfortable the longer he kept himself from doing anything to it. "you doing good over there, angel?" he placed the barbell onto the handles of the fitness gear and approached you standing at the free weightsâ wrapping his sturdy arms around your waist, bringing your ass right against his hardened cock. grinding it right between your cheeks. his breath was hot against your ear. "seems like your mind is not that focused on those weights you're holding, huh? how âbout you put them down for a sec? i got an exercise in my mind that needs you to use all of your muscles. it will be fun. trust me on that." if only you would've believed him.
"gâgojo! you're going to pay for that!" the barbell has been replaced by your legs spread apart by the handles of the equipment. several drops of your arousal fell onto the faux leather of the weight bench underneath your body. all due to your boyfriend ripping a hole into your legging out of impatience. gojo was standing right behind you, smirking as he got to rubbing his reddish tip right against your soaked entrance while giving your butt a good squeeze. "yea, yea. i'll let you use one of my black cards so you can buy yourself a new pair in no time, y/n. now go ahead and arch that beautiful back of yours for me. just like that." he stares down at your back, his finger tracing down your spineâ you bite your bottom lip harshly while he eases his dick inside. "ffuck yes, you feel amazing.."
the grip of his fingers around your hips was definitely going to leave markings. your spongy walls leaving a coating of moisture all over his cock as you felt his hips repeatedly ramming up against your rear. a rough pace that turned your mind into slop and your muscles tense. the recoil of your ass against his pelvis made his dick throb and twitch. every one of his thrusts stringed out moans from the depths of your throat. his cockhead kept kissing your cervix over and over again. he nibbled onto your earlobe, mocking the high-pitched moans you were making. "'oh, gojo! yea! oh, yes!' do you even hear yourself, baby? you sound so nasty. i fuckinâ love it." "oh god, gojoâ!" not caring if your words started to transform into a bundle of blabber as more driblets of fluids got out of your puffy cunt that his balls continue smacking against. you let your body do the talking instead.
"goddamnit you are gettinâ so tight around me." he grunts, his movements getting more sloppy. "you gettinâ close, huh? cum for me, baby. i want you to lose that cute mind of yours." that alone was enough to push you over the edge into a pool of pleasure. your eyes rolled into your skull, all of your senses were overloaded. ropes of his creamy seed spouting against your walls. gojo whistled at the view once he pulled out of your pussy. his face flushed with a rosy hue. letting out a breathy chuckle. "you're tired yet? or would you like to stretch to cooldown, y/n?"
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ę° FEATURING ! ęą. g. satoru, f. toji, n. kento, g. suguru, k. choso
ę° CONTENT WARNINGS ! ęą. explicit content, foul language, lots of unrealistic expectations (note. title itself), overstimulation (m+f), dickdrunk!reader, dumbification, usage of toys, squirting, spanking, very light spit play, anal, 69 position, breeding kink, unprotected sex, if i forgot anything else my bad !
serenaâs note. BUT I LASTED TEN ROUNDS LIKE A FREAK !!! LIKE A G !!!
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âfuhâfuck, oh shit, hah fuckâ âts so fuckinâ good!â
you bounced up and down his cock, surface of your palms pressed at the planes of his chest. you enveloped his length entirely, every single inch, in your pulsating pussy, driving the both of you to madness.
itâd been hours, and for whatever was in the air tonight, you both fucked like wild animals. your thighs burned from over-exhaustion, but you were relentless. you were desperate for another orgasm, the slide up and down his inches effortless due to your juices soaking his thighs and his cum from having nutted inside you multiple times prior.
gojoâs firm hands grabbed at your ass, fingers gripping tightly into your soft flesh, grounding you in position so you wouldnât run. as if you would anyway, tongue lolled out and drool leaking from your rosy tongue and dribbling down his bottom lip.
âthatâs it,â he encourages you, a faint smirk at his lips as he guides you down his length. the fucked out look on your face, your dazed eyes crossing to the centre of your face serves a huge ego boost. âmy pretty girlâfuckinâ ride this dick baby, âs all yoursâmmh,â
the sinful sound of your pussy squelching, folds latching at the tip of his dick before ramming yourself down, the lustful melody of your skin slapping against him in addition to the firm spanks of encouragement on your ass, with your high pitched mewls and squealing sounded like divine music to gojoâs ears.
you rocked your hips back and forth, grinding down, went back to bouncing up and down, made circles and figure eight shapes on his length, mindlessly dragging your hips wherever felt fit. you were so far past a point of euphoria you werenât even sure if liquids could come out of you for the rest of the night.
âeyes here princess,â gojo brings a hand to cup your jaw, forcing your head back down to face him. âpretty pussyâs griping me so tightâfuck,â
your sweaty foreheads press together, and you clock that he knew you were on the brink of yet again another orgasm. cerulean orbs peered deeply into yours, his hips jerking up and meeting your bounces, aiming to bring you to that high as quickly as he can.
âsaâsatoru!â you find is the only thing that comes up in your mushed out brain, the new angle of the position having his dick puncture your cervix. you felt so fucking full of him, so drunk on the pleasure that you failed to notice the coiling in your stomach snapping.
he squeezes at your ass cheeks as hard as he can, the painful pleasure obliging you to sit and take his ramming. he fucks into you with intensity, each drag of his cock at your walls sending you into a temporary state of immobility. your muscles tense as you feel yourself wash with yet again another white-blinding orgasm.
your jaw drops and your eyes roll back, throat exhausted while nothing yet everything is said. satoru pumps his creamy cum back into your womb, praising you for taking him in so well, for having a perfect pussy thatâll surely carry his children, all snug and warm for him.
âperfect fuckinâ pussyâmine, all mine, gonna fuck her full of my nut and have you carrying my babies, yeah? âs what you want, isnât it? atta. fuckinâ. girl.â
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âwhew, wouldâya look at that?â toji whistles, barking out a chuckle as he slows his pace, watching your uncontrollably clenching pussy squirt out your juices like a leaking faucet.
the pressure of your squirting is fucking intense, it has your entire body shaking, thighs quaked and the arch that was once on your back rounded. toji canât help but laugh as tears stream down your damp cheeks, absolutely in love with how greedy your pussy clamped down on his cock.
âdaddyyyâfuck!â your nails claw at the damp sheets on the bed, letting your nth orgasm rake throughout your body.
you feel a firm blow at your ass cheeks, the sound echoing in the room and you whine loudly at the stinging pleasure. you feel two big hands grab at your hips, stabilizing your limp body before a hand rises up and pushes your back into that curve.
ânah uh doll,â toji tuts, hips angling at a new position, one that draws a broken mewl from your sore throat. he picks his pace back up, never fully bottoming out, though you wouldnât even notice with how many inches he packed.
âwhatâd i tell you?â he reminds you, and youâre too fucked out to answer him as you mumble his name over and over, helplessly taking the stretch of his dick at your gaping cunt.
he slaps your ass harshly again and you cry, fingernails scratching and clawing at the silk material beneath you. your scalp soon stings as he grabs a handful and effortlessly brings you upper body up to meet him.
âanswer me when i ask you somethinâ baby,â toji frowns, hot breath fanning the shell of your ear, sending chills of nerves down your spine. âbasic fuckinâ manners.â
âsuhâsorry, âm sorry toji!â you apologize feverishly, and moan in satisfaction when his tongue laps up your drool and tears streaking your ruined yet pretty face.
âtsk, should have you do the work yourself,â toji teases you, releasing the deathly grip on your hair, causing your limp body to flop back to the mattress. as if proof to avoid calling his bluff, he releases his hold on you, opting to cross his arms above his head instead.
ân-no! toji, no, please, said i was sorryââm so fucking sorry!â you whine and ramble when you feel the lack of contact on your body, and your gaping cunt suddenly emptying.
you slither your hand between your thighs, grabbing at his girthy cock, pumping it a few times before slipping it with ease back into your welcoming warmth. you moan wantonly, clawing at your sheets as you fuck yourself on his dick, pushing yourself back and forth.
âgreedy fuckinâ pussy,â he comments with a chuckle, spitting a glob of saliva down to your cunt, watching it dissipate into the creamy pearly veil of your essence around the base of his shaft.
he collects your slick with his thumb, before slipping his fingertip into your puckering hole, your body jolting at the sudden intrusion.
âtrappinâ me insideâshit, want me to fuck you full of my cum, yeah? leave you swollen and leakinâ, dontcha, pretty baby?â
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ââs too much kenâno more, hah, no more kento!â
you whined and begged, fists clenching as your muscles tensed, back arching off the mattress and toes curling while digging your heel at his shoulder blades. the sound of buzzing filled your hearing, the toy vibrating against your swollen clit ruthlessly while nanami fucked your cunt open with two thick fingers.
âmmh, safe word princess, or else i canât hear you.â he reminds you, the words ghosting off his lips and sinking into your supple flesh, his lips trailing soft and gentle kisses at your inner thighs.
here he was, giving you an out, and despite claiming enough was enough, you didnât want it to end just there. with your senses heightened, both your sight and touch restrained, the pleasure emitting from in between your thighs buzzed blissfully and tenfolds through your nervous system.
you released the clench of your hands and opted to scratch at the wood of the headboard you were tied to, projecting your want to touch your boyfriend through the clawing.
âi can keepâhnngâgoing!â you tell him, legs closing in on the sides of his head. you hear him tut disapprovingly, and you immediately fault your mistake, forcing your legs back open.
âthereâs my good girl,â his honeyed voice rings through your ear drums, and it admittedly has you dripping even more on his fingers that curled at your insides. âjust need one more from youâcan you do that for me?â
you nod your head, bottom lip tucked between your teeth, âmmh, yesâyes i can kento!â you can feel your blood circulation cutting off at the areas were youâre bind, the shortage of blood messing with your already weak body.
the toy playing at your bundle of nerves is painful, having overstepped the boundary of comfortableness and stepping into a new territory of foreign, and you had failed to notice when nanami added in a third finger. you were sure with how much you came just on his hands alone, his watch was drenched in your juices.
those big fingers fuck you open, knuckles pressing into your spongy walls and triggering all sorts of pleasurable feelings throughout you, your stomach tightening into a familiar hot feeling, and you know youâre close again.
âkento, baby iââm gonnaâfuckkk!â you want to card your fingers through his soft hair, tug and pull and release your pleasure onto his scalp.
âlet go for me sweetheart, wanna taste your sweet essence,â nanami swaps the toy for his tongue and flicks at your clit. you feel the dam in your gut release at the sudden warmth exhibiting, and you spray him in pathetic squirts of your juices.
your body trembles as it contracts and gives nanami everything you have left to offer. you squeeze his head in your thighs, moaning wildly as his pace with his fingers never falters, urging you to stay in the state of euphoria a bit longer.
he swaps his tongue out for the toy again, and you wail out a broken cry, body at its limit, still stuck between coming down from your orgasm and greedily wanting another one.
he strokes your slit, collecting all your essence as he licks his lips eagerly.
âgood job princess. taste so heavenly, iâve never had anything like it before. iâve gotta have another sip, will you let me have another taste, my love?â
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âcâmon, focus sweetheart. do that fâme, yeah?â
you nod your head, mouth too full of dick as you opt to bob up and down. your jaw aches, feeling as though itâs being ripped apart. you force your aching wrist to work up and down getoâs cock, stimulating what you fail to get down your throat.
it wouldâve been a simple task for you to focus on, had suguru not been feasting on your pussy like a starved man. he spreads your folds open, tonguing at your insides as if he dug for gold, grabbing both your cheeks in his big hands and spreading you open. he never half assed anything, much less pussy eating.
his skin was soaked in your squirt, orgasms came rolling in and out of you as did the occasional pumps of two fingers into your cunt while he ate you out. you would moan in pleasurable pain, the sounds vibrating on his shaft, which would induce him to moan into you, causing you to moan back on him, the cycle this repeating.
you were greedyâyou could complain about how it was too much all you wanted, at the end of the day, you would pause on his cock to grind your hips back and forth on his face, the slip from your slick on his cheeks and nose making the grinding easier.
his nose would bump into your clit and youâd shiver from head to toe, the oversensitivity catching up to you. the free hand at your ass cheek would graze at your puckering hole but never dared to slip inside. all these mixes of stimulations had your eyes crossing, mouth gaping wide which made fucking your throat much easier for geto.
âsweetest cunt iâve ever had,â he groans in between your thighs, bringing his hand to spank at your wet folds, and your arch your back at the stinging pleasure, your toes curling as your body shook.
the slap at your pussy made flicks of your juices land on his face, and so he landed a few more blows while simultaneously jerking his hips up into your mouth, forcing you down on his cock.
it was all too muchâ it hurt so good, the strikes at your cunt, his tongue lapping your liquids as he scissored your insides for additional pleasure. how was he expecting you to get him to finish for a second time when he was driving you to the brink of yet again another countless orgasm?
âwanna soak in your juices mama,â he speaks, mouth full of cunt, but you still grasp the message. you subconsciously push your hips back into his face, wanting to abide to his request.
ââm so fuckin thirstyâdonât you dare be selfish with me. cum in my mouth. be the good girl i know you are and share yourself with meâneed it, pretty girl.â
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âyâfeel so good, fuckâsucking me in, oh shit baby, never wanna stop fucking you! please, need your pussy always!â
heâd finally gotten a feel of sex for the first time, and he was already hooked. his locks matted to his forehead from sweat trickling down his nose and plopping down onto you.
âwaitâslow d-down choââhngg!â you moan, nails clawing at his back, scraping and marking the pale skin. you felt your body recoil entirely with each sharp thrust he pounded into your worn out pussy, dragging each and every inch of his length in and out.
your knees were bent at your ears, feet dangling by his head as his hips slammed into the back of your thighs, marking the skin red from the brash contact. the springs from your bed resonated loudly in the room, as did the creaking of your headboard, but nothing topped chosoâs loud whimpers.
heâs too lost in his own pleasure, he starts to mistaken to stinging and achy feeling in his gut and loins for a sign to keep going, ânever wanna stopâshittt, need to fuck this pretty pussy every. fucking. day.â
youâve given up on convincing him otherwise, focusing instead on the rise and fall of his hips digging into yours, stretching your pussy open to fit him inside. you creamed around his dick, your essence resting at the hairs on his pubic area, giving him easy access to slide in and out of you.
his arms wrapped around you tightly, refusing to let you out of his grip, one arm beneath your back and holding you from there and the other wrapping around your shoulders. you were stuck in his embrace, bodies moulding into one as you were split open by a fucked out first timer.
in his excitement, he slips out and wastes no time to grab his base and shove it back into a warm tightness, failing to acknowledge your sudden gasp. his mind is clouded with sex, and if he didnât know better, you were suddenly much fucking tighter, and shit that drove him on edge.
your arms tighten behind his back as you adapt to the sudden intrusion from an area you hadnât yet explored. âchoâbaby waitâmmhm, fuck, thatâs myâ!â
ââm gonna cumâfuck y/n, tell me youâre close too. shit, need to fill you up with my cum, please!â the man seals his lips onto yours, panting and begging for this next orgasm, shifting all of his body weight into the hole that keeps greedily latching onto him.
your eyes water as they stream tears down your cheeks. itâs a new and painful sensation, but simultaneously a pleasurable one, and your body granted you the opportunity of yet again another orgasm from the different stimulation. âhahâgonna cum!âmake me cum, choso!â
you spray yourself all over, your pussy clenching around absolutely nothing as your ass gets rammed into and fucked like a pro. choso groans and whines against your lips, brows furrowed at the centre of his forehead as he empties himself into your warmth.
âfuck yesâtake it all baby, âs all yoursâneed you to milk me and take it all inâyour pussyâs the best, i swear to everythinâ, shit!â
i am SO tired.
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updated as of: november 21st 2023 !
*includes smut
gojo satoru.
ďš *TRAPPED ! ăł your classic stuck-in-an-elevator trope with an insufferable ceo business man whoâs really just in love with you.
fushiguro toji.
ďš *LIVING ROOM FLOW ! ăł your freeloader assures you your relationship with him is much more than a surface level friendship.
geto suguru.
ďš *PUSSY FAIRYâS ON THE WAY !* ăł you love touching yourself at the thought of himâeven better, with him.
nanami kento.
ďš TO BE DETERMINED. . .
choso kamo.
ďš TO BE DETERMINED. . .
read rules first !! yours truly, serena <3
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summary. your brilliant boyfriend zoro comes up with an idea when he sees you in nothing but a taunting two piece lingerie set.
pairing. roronoa zoro x f!reader
warnings/tags. mirror sex, penetration, fingering, oral sex (m), zoro calls you slut but affectionately, breath play, unprotected sex, banter, just you both being a cringy couple, bold is japanese, slightly ooc zoro??
wc. 4.3k
kazuâs note. *scratches head* uh- this was longer than i expected⌠oops
âfucking finally,â were the first words your boyfriend spoke after a long night. you chuckled, closing the door behind you and locking it shut.
âit wasnât that bad,â you stretched your neck, laughing as the boy continued to grumble about his annoyance throughout the entire night. âeveryone was having a good time, youâre the only grumpy one.â
âthat mightâve been the worst night in my entire twenty-one years of living,â zoro plopped lazily on the bed, back flat with his chest facing the ceiling. he huffed childishly, limbs stretched at each extremity of the bed. âand thatâs including the sabaody and thriller bark incidents.â
âall because we ran out of sake?â you couldnât help the laugh you let out. he was being incredibly childish, so childish that you found it endearing.
ââs not funny,â he mumbled, crossing his arms beneath his head as support. you shook your head unimpressed, and as if he could sense it, âit was the good kind too!â
âyou have nobody else but yourself to blame for your ineptitude to enjoy yourself sober,â you teased, removing your diamond earrings and placing them on the dresser.
âtch, i donât expect you to understand.â he retorted, although it lacked fire. you hummed in faux acknowledgment, moving towards the body length mirror to help yourself out.
you looked back at your reflection. a silk black dress that stopped mid thigh and was dangerously close to revealing a cheek. the dress hugged your body perfectly, every crevice and curve accentuated. it snug your frame just right, almost teasingly, and you couldnât help the way your fingertips roamed over your body.
whenever you cleaned up, you cleaned up damn well. your eyes narrowed at the sight of yourself more.
âwhat a self-conceited woman,â your boyfriend joked from where he laid. you snapped out of your trance, finding his teasing gaze from the reflection of the mirror.
you returned the smirk back, âwhen you look this good, itâs hard not to be,â shifting your body, your hips moved so your backside could now be seen through the mirror. you eyed your ass in the tight material, satisfied at the stretch of the silk over your curve.
âmy pretty girl.â zoro agreed, letting his eye rest once more. a smile fell on your glossed lips, a warmth spreading through your chest at his compliment. my pretty girl. for a man as non-verbal as zoro, you would take that compliment and never let it die.
the more you looked at yourself, you noticed the steel gray zipper stitched in the material. it brought you back to your senses, remembering youâd now have to switch into more comfortable clothing to sleep.
although you wish you had more moments to appreciate the dress, you felt yourself slowly growing tired. you stretched your arm behind your back, fingers attempting to find the zipper. when you managed to get ahold of the lever, you felt your arm struggle to pull it downwards.
you frowned, trying once, twice and another time. the muscles in your bicep began to burn from the movements, and so you let your arm fall down.
âhey baby,â you called out to your lover, eyeing him through the reflection of the mirror. you saw him open his singular eye, a lazy hum vibrating from this throat, âcâmere and help me with my zipper?â
âcanât do anything without my help, needy womanâ he sighed, though lifting himself from the bed. he stretched his limbs with a groan, before walking over towards you.
you felt his presence behind you, and so you playfully rolled your eyes, assuring he could see you through the reflection. ââm just so helpless without my incredibly strong and reliable boyfriend,â you fed on his ego, slapping his thigh encouragingly.
âi mean i am incredibly strong and reliable.â
âthat you are, my love.â
ââm also very skilled and observant. would never let you get hurt.â
âah, whatever would i do without you?â
through the mirror, your boyfriend gave you one of his rare smilesâ the one that exposed his adorable left dimple, pearly whites flashing, cheeks stretching wide. you cherished whenever the man would smile like this, since it only ever came every once in a blue moon.
you granted him a smirk, slapping his thigh once more, ânow get on with it, my knight in shining armour.â
he placed a gentle kiss at the crevice of your neck, before putting his hands to work. you watched as he moved your hair out the way, dragging the zipper down slowly. his tongue poking at the inside of his cheek, and you ignored the heat in your stomach bubbling.
once the zipper landed right at your lower back, the dress dropped and pooled at your ankles swiftly, revealing your skimpy undergarments.
you blinked, momentarily forgetting you paired the silk dress with your black lace bra and matching thong. your boyfriend, on the other hand, blinked as his eye roamed from your back muscles, and moved down to the tattoo that sat right above your ass, before lowering his gaze down to cheeks.
you watched him amusingly, loving the way he was mesmerized by the set you wore. ironically, when you had purchased the set and offered to give a haul, he let you know he was nowhere near interested in what you and the witch bought.
when you brought your thoughts to words, he chuckled in disbelief, rough hands grazing down your warm skin, resting at your waist, âguess iâm a dumbass then,â
âyou guess?â you joked, and when he raised his head to give you a flat look, you giggled in retaliation. his eye moved back to your backside, practically drooling over your flesh.
turning around, his sight was now replaced from your ass to your breast. âcâmon zee, you gonna keep looking or put your incredibly strong and very skilled hands to use?â you pressed your chest against him, draping your arms over his broad shoulders, offering an innocent smile.
he returned a smile, though far more mischievous than the previous one. his hands found their way around your middle, tugging you incredibly closer to him. his nose teasingly brushed yours, lips inches dangerously away from your own.
âgotta help my damsel in distress,â he mumbled with a feral grin, barely giving you a breath before locking lips with yours.
the kiss was slow and sensual. your boyfriend was taking his time, savouring your taste if the tilt of his head revealed anything. you hummed in appreciation, fingers moving to play with his short fringes, scraping his scalp gently.
and before you knew it, his tongue eagerly slipped into your glossy lips, slipping into your cavern and explored every inch of the warmth. his hands lowered and grabbed onto your mouldy flesh, feeling his rough callouses contrasting your soft skin.
you moaned softly into his mouth, enjoying the rub of your ass, simultaneously enjoying the way your front would rub teasingly against his. his hard-on was impossible to ignore, poking into your groin so naughtily, and surely enough you felt your panties dampen with your slick.
zoro pulled away just slightly, panting against your swollen lips, the feral grin returning on his mouth, âgot a brilliant idea just now.â
you cocked an eyebrow, a smile following your words, âcare to share?â
âyouâll see,â zoro gave you a light spank, feeling the delicious recoil beneath his palm, his smirk growing dangerously wider. âturn around for me, princess,â
you complied to his order, turned around and found yourself staring at your own reflection once again. it was only when you eyed your swollen lips and the devious stare behind you that you put the pieces together.
âgot an idea yet?â zoro pressed his bulge into your ass, arms wrapping around around stomach. when you giggled, he smiled approvingly, resting his nose in between your shoulder and neck, taking an inhale of your intoxicating scent.
ââm gonna blow your mind away,â his warm lips left trails of wet kisses along your neck. from beneath your ear, to the back of your neck, his kisses would grow harsher, teeth dragging your skin with intent to leave marks.
âblow me away then,â you sighed, throwing a hand back to find his hair. feeling tingles of pleasure where his lips would leave bites, heats of fire licked at your spine as his explored your upper body, eventually resting at your breast.
he took a greedy squeeze and you moaned before you could help it, the cold metal pierced through your nubs being tugged at. his hands slipped through your bra, fingers finding your nipples with practiced ease as he fondled the erect peak, while simultaneously massaging the tender flesh.
the breast play drove your mind to mush quicker than you anticipated, âhurry up, take it off already!â
zoro tsked, plunging his teeth particularly deeper into your neck, the sting making your legs buckle, âweâre keeping the set on. think of it as a makeup haul,â
âstill your fault,â you grumbled childishly, and when he pinched your nipple and anticipated your squeal, he delivered a soft kiss at your jaw.
âm tryna make up for it, arenât i?â he dropped a hand from your chest, fingertips trailing downwards. his hands stopped at your waistband, slipping his index past the elastic as he circled around your waist teasingly.
âweâre gonna play a little game, yeah?â he mumbled right within earshot, the words sending shivers through your body. in the pause between his words and your nod, he lowered his hand in your panties, pushing the flimsy string aside and used his thumb to graze just over your clit.
you stiffened at the discreet move, body yearning for more. he was being a teasing little shit, and as much as you wanted to call him out on it, you didnât want to risk him leaving you in this state. you bit your tongue.
âsimple rule; keep your eyes on yourself at all times. got it?â as if to demonstrate, his free hand grabbed at your jaw, tilting your chin so youâd be forced to stare at yourself.
you huffed in slight embarrassment. you looked a messâ in the process of it all, your hair had gotten messed up, neck littered in nasty love bites, lips swollen and gloss smothered around your mouth. of course he wanted to do this, the bastard.
âwhatâs wrong?â zoro hummed, though his taunting smirked showed anything but concerns. âthought it was hard to not keep your eyes off of yourself when you looked this good?â
âfuck off,â you rolled your eyes, and when the hand in your thong threatened to leave, your hand quickly gripped it and kept it in place. âfine, god youâre annoying,â
âwhat ever happened to my gentle damsel in distress?â he chuckled, thumb now rolling your clit around. at the touch you threw your head back, stomach churning at the pleasure. you could see from your peripheral zoroâs pointed gaze, before yanking your head back down, the grip on your jaw tightening.
âthought i told you to keep your eyes on yourself at all times?â he growled, teeth nipping at your earlobe. you whimpered, the hand on his gripping his wrist harder.
âhurry it up then!â please,â you pleaded, slowly losing your composure. behind you, zoro dragged his lips lower down your neck.
âonly âcause you asked so nicely,â he cooed, wasting no time to plunge two fingers knuckle deep in your pussy.
the moan you let out was pornographic, the stretch of his thick digits burning so deliciously. his pace was slow but steadyâ experimentally fingering you, scissoring your walls with ease. your slick made the job easier, and only when it dribbled down your thigh had you noticed how horny you were.
âlook at what i get to see regularly,â his hand guided you back to the mirror youâd subconsciously been inching away from. âwouldnât it have been greedy to keep this all to myself?â
you were too out of focus to reply. youâd never seen yourself during sex before. and as embarrassing as it was, it also turned you on immensely. your buckling legs, the way zoroâs fingers would disappear into your cunt and come back out glossier than previously. your eyes moved up to your face, jaw dropped as you moaned and moaned like there was no tomorrow. drool collected at the corner of your mouth, eyes lidded as pleasure slowly consumed you entirely.
âmy pretty little slut,â zoro leaned forward, cheek now in contact with yours, slipping in a third finger into your looser cunt. you whined are the addition, arms stretching forward to hold onto mirror for support. âsee how good you look?â
he mumbled in your ear, soaking in the way you crumbled at his fingers alone. his cock twitched at the mere thought of seeing you see yourself fall apart on his dick. growing impatient, he growled, quickening his pace.
âzoroâ oh fuck, right there!â you babbled, eyes rolling at back of your head when you felt his ruthlessly thrust at your sweet spot. the familiar yet different coil in your gut built, threatening to release at the pounding.
âeyes, my love.â he growled beastly, and you whined in annoyance, though forcing your gaze back into yourself. it was getting harder with the nips at your sensitive neck and your cunt sucking in and out his fingers.
âyouâre squeezing me so tight,â at the words you clenched impossibly harder, focusing on chasing your release as quick as possible. âgonna cum for me, baby?â
âyes, oh yes! please let me cum!â you begged, legs stuttering as you barely held yourself together. if possible, his pace quicken and the thrusts grew sharper, his bicep flexing in the process.
âanything for my damsel,â a tough bite at your jugular and the multitasking of your clit and sweet spot being stimulated had you squirting hard.
the coil snapped and you moaned loudly, hardly considering the possibility of your crewmates hearing you. you melted as the liquid sprayed down your legs and onto the mirror. you watched yourself breakdown, drool now escaping your mouth and body quivering at the overstimulation.
âthought you said you were cumming baby?â zoro teased, removing his fingers from your panties and bringing them to your mouth.
still hazy, you eagerly accepted the wet digits into your mouth, moaning around his fingers at your taste. zoro watched with animistic intensity at the sight, his dick twitching vigorously.
âgood job love, you did so well,â he brought his own fingers to his mouth, now savouring your saliva coating his fingers and the faint taste of your pussy.
ânow,â he popped his hand away, placing them on your hips and turning you around. you raised an eyebrow in confusion, and so he explained himself. âmini pause on the game, i need some help. you willing to help me out?â
âdo i even have a choice?â you snorted weakly, and when his hand cupped your jaw, index finger lifting your gaze to meet his, your eyes widened in surprise.
ââcourse you do. âm not gonna make you do anything you donât wanna do.â he pointed, sternly.
you heart swelled at his statement. you rolled your eyes playfully, swatting his hand away gently, âi know that, idiot, now lemme help you out,â you lowered down, opting to squat instead of kneeling.
when you looked back up, your boyfriend stared you down in an amused shock, âwell thatâs new,â
you shrugged, not wanting to admit you wanted to give him a good view through the mirror. you only hoped the intense workout sessions with him would pay off here.
âgonna whip out your dick now?â you asked, hands moving up to his zipper, only to have him stop your movements. you looked back up, ready to retort when it died down on your tongue at his teasing grin.
âno hands. can you take it?â he asked, bringing his free hand to your hair, pushing it out of your face.
your face twisted in annoyance at the nerve he had, competitiveness slowly bubbling in your veins. you kissed your teeth, hands flying to grip his thighs to accept his request.
ââcourse i can, youâre talking to me here.â
âah, whatever would i do without you?â he ruffled your head affectionately, loving the way your lips fell into an unintentional pout. ânow, get on with it,â
you rolled your eyes at him using your own words against you, but decided to push past it. for now, you focused on how you were gonna pull his pants down without hands.
you leaned forward, teeth popping off the button of his dark jeans with ease. when you heard an approving grunt, you found yourself wanting to impress him further. and so, you bared your teeth out, finding the piece of steel and dragged it down slowly while keeping eye contact with him.
a smirk pulled at his lips at your dedicated eyes. he knew youâd be able to do it, you were his slut after all.
moving on, you managed to pull his pants down with a rather big bite. you were careful to not tangle his skin in the process, and the second the article of clothing moved past his mid thigh, gravity did its thing and finished the job for you.
you moved up and repeated the same cycle with his briefs, ignoring the way your pussy clenched around nothing at his musk. god, you wanted his dick in your mouth so badly. his briefs now hung at his mid thigh, his throbbing cock now hanging at your face.
âyou did it,â he spoke the obvious, and when you gave him a flat look, he chuckled, âdonât give me that face, get on with it.â
you collected all the saliva in your mouth, eyes glued on the pretty brown tip of his cock. it leaked with pre, curving slightly to the left as the bottom of his large shaft was decorated with dark green pubes.
you were gonna reach down there.
and so you leaned forward, with the help of your hands stuck to his thighs, and greeted his tip with a kiss. you heard the man hiss, and so you took him further down, jaw slackening as bobbed down his cock.
you started slowly, dragging your tongue around his dick, the salty taste of his skin leaving a pleasant buzz in your head. though harder to manage, you didnât back down as you took him even further down.
âthere we go,â he grunted, the grip on your hair tightening. he held back the thought of guiding you down, turned on by the idea of you taking him in without his help. âjust like that,â
saliva began to escape your mouth, jaw and thighs getting sore, but you knew you had to deal with the pain. you were determined to make him cum, without your hands.
taking a deep breath in, you leaned forward all the way down to his cock, nose meeting the dark green pubes. the smell of his hairs clouded your mind, and the guttural groan your boyfriend released made you leak.
âfuckââ he cursed under his breath, watching as you went ham on his dick. you werenât letting up, you moved up and down like your life depended on it, your thumbs rubbing circles on thighs and fingernails digging deep into his flesh.
your eyes caught his and though your mouth was occupied, zoro pictured the smirk youâd give him. he smirked back at you, and you understood as to why.
you went back to working up and down his throbbing cock, before pulling up and sucking harshly at his tip, just like how he likes it.
âgodâ okay, okay, thatâs enough,â he used the grip on your hair and pulled you entirely off of him. you frowned, ready to voice out your annoyance but he cut you off before you could begin.
âneeda cum in that pretty pussy of yours,â he lifted you up from your crouching stance. when you now fully stood, you felt the ache in your trembling thighs, âbesides, you looked like you were having a hard time there.â
âi know youâre not talking,â you raised a singular eyebrow, amazed by the audacity of this man.
he chuckled, swiftly turning you around, and you were once again greeted with the view of yourself. he kissed your jaw, âgameâs back on. remember my love, eyes on yourself.â
before you could roll your eyes, you felt the tip of his cock playfully rubbing at your lips. you bit your lip, holding back a moan threatening to release. the grip he had on your hips would surely leave bruises, but the taunts of his cock slipping in and out of your cunt made it feel worth it.
âput it in already,â you complained, feeling your brain melt at the teasing. you were so close to the feeling and whenever he felt as though you were ready to express your delights, heâd pull back out.
âiâd suggest holding the mirror,â he nodded his head, his tip waiting at your entrance. your arms tumbled towards the mirror, palms nearly slipping at your moistness.
you were finally granted the thrust he gave, you both moaning wantonly as you sucked in his dick greedily. your arms nearly gave out at the burn of his stretch, but you were far too greedy to care about it. you wanted more, and if you took your eyes off of yourself, heâd throw a fit.
âremember,â he growled, barely holding it together himself together. âeyes up or i swear to god iâm pulling out.â
a whine slipped past your lips, âokay, okay, hurry!â you moved your own hips back and forth, deciding to begin without him. he hissed at the feeling of your gummy walls accepting his cock so easily, your lips gripping him so naughtily.
and much to your satisfaction, he held your hips and began to pound you. he pounded into you brutally, so ruthlessly, never letting up. you wanted it? then heâd give it to you.
you cried in pleasure, watching your body jerk forward as you matched his thrusts, head bobbing without control as your breasts jiggled in sync. whenever heâd sink into you, he repeatedly attacked your cervix, his cock dragging at your walls and stretching you impossibly further.
you fingers curled and your knees buckled, though your eyes stayed glued to the mirror. you watched as his eye met you, an animalistic smirk stretched on his lips, watching with pride as he ruined you. he then lowered his gaze to your ass, the recoil of each bounce made him pound deeper, addicted to the movements.
âfuck, yes, oh zee, âs so good!â you bit your lip in attempt to muffle your moans, but the fingers that wrapped around your throat cut your breathing circulation briefly. you inhaled sharply, the lack of air fucking with your thoughts.
âgod, look at you,â he growled, leaning forward and hitting a whole new spot. your vision began to fill with stars, the penetration hitting even further and nearly had you spasming in bliss.
âlove having my hand around your neck, huh?â his grip tightened and god, how badly you wanted to cum. âwant me to breed you and make you mine forever, ainât that right?â
âyesyesyes!â you babbled, bringing your own hand to hold the one on your neck. zoro smirked impressively, lifting your body so you were now pressed against another. you felt his sweaty chest behind your back, and when his hand slipped forward to toy with your clit, you lost it.
you tilted your head back, lips inches away from his panting ones, âiâm cumminâ! fuck, oh fuckâ please let me cum, please!â your free hand moving back to grab ahold of his bulging bicep.
zoroâs lips twitched in anticipation, leaning forward to mumble the words on your plump lips, ââm right behind you baby, cum for me,â
capturing your mouth with his before you could wake up the whole ship, you cummed and hard. you screamed in his mouth, tongue muffling your sounds as he milked out everything you had to offer.
zoro followed you shortly, groaning in your mouth, hips stuttering as he emptied his milky load into you. he rode out his orgasm, briefly forgetting you were now on the verge of overstimulation, focused on bringing you both down from your highs. your broken sobs indicated you were feeling as good as he was, sunken deep into your cunt as he painted your walls white.
eventually, he slowed his thrusts down, your whines music to his ears. when his thrusting stopped, he released the grip on your neck, his hand now moving to your stomach and resting around your waist.
though out of breath and nearly on the verge of passing out, you kissed your boyfriend as passionately as he kissed you back. his fingers, once gripping you tight, now rubbed shapes onto your skin soothingly. his touch left sparks of warmth all over your body, even after your promiscuous actions.
you pulled back, resting your head on his shoulder, panting heavily. you watched the view before you, and you had to admit it was rather charming to see zoro post orgasm. the way he eyed you with love made your chest flutter with butterflies.
âbrilliant idea, by the way,â you spoke first, chuckling at the way his face lit up.
âright? âve had this fantasy for so fucking long, canât believe it took this long to do it,â he kissed your temple gently. you hummed in agreement. you couldnât believe all it took was for him to pull your zipper down.
âoh,â
âwhat?â you looked back at him. his smirk deepened, and he brought his hand to rest at your neck, though with no pressure. you cocked an eyebrow in confusion.
âyou lost the game. time for your punishment.â
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ę° FEATURING ! ęą : geto suguru x fem!reader
ę° CONTENT WARNINGS ! ęą : explicit content, mutual masturbation, lots of dirty talk, fwb!reader, phone sex, fingering, squirting, reader has a vagina and tattoos on her fingers.
serenaâs note. based off the line âi touch myself just thinking about youâ đŹď¸
11:45pm: *2 photo attachments*
11:45pm: missinâ my pretty girl
it was almost painfully embarrassing how easily aroused two simple pictures could get you. it didnât take much for your cotton panties beneath your oversized tee to get damp with slick, squeezing your thighs together to stimulate some sort of friction.
you stared for god knows how long at your phone screen, the bright light illuminating a mean and girthy dick youâre all too well accustomed to. its brown tip raging red and leaking pre come youâd familiarize yourself with. the bulging veins on the underside of his shaft peeked through sensitive skin, mimicking the veins on the ownerâs hands and wrists.
simple details on the man, such as rings and bracelets and beauty marks and an oozing tip, had you licking the tip of your fingers before slipping them past your panties, meeting your bare pussy, flinching at the contact and chilly breeze of your bedroom.
âfuck,â you sighed, head thrown back into the pillow. you performed circles at your clit, teasing yourself with your light touches.
this was exactly how suguru had his way with you. he took his timeâthough he preferred using his tongue but that wasnât exactly an option as of right nowâ by thumbing at your clit and watching you unravel and crumble at his touch.
you mimicked your thoughts, the attention at your bundle of nerves sending blissful shockwaves throughout your limbs. your thighs squeezed together from the pleasure, and you recalled that suguru would have forced them open and made you take it like the good girl you are.
your hole clenched around nothing, desperate to be filled with what couldnât be provided at the moment. soft whines came out your throat while you ground your hips up, subconsciously chasing your own hand in need of more pressure.
so lost in yourself, your screen dimmed, noting it would soon shut off, before pinging once more at a newer notification.
11:49pm: left on read huhâŚ
11:50pm: donât tell me youâve started without me mama?
you donât even bother trying to reply, knowing he would ring up your line in a few. good, you could use his voice in your ears while getting off, after allâ suguru had officially ruined you for anybody else.
as expected, your phone buzzed in your hand and you swiped the call eagerly, pressing it on speaker before resting it on your chest.
âsuguuu,â you greet him, bottom lip stuck in between your teeth. your other hand goes to slip under your tee, and grasp at your bare chest, groping firmly at the tender mound.
âyou kept me waiting,â he chuckles, though you notice itâs breathy, as if forcing it out. you hear shuffling, and he heaves out a sigh, âmissed you, pretty.â
âmhmm, missed you more,â you intensify the pace on your clit, fuzzy sock-cladded toes curling from the building pleasure. âneed you here, sugu,â
you mewl his name, the nickname rolling off your pink tongue and into your phone speaker. the neediness behind your tone had him groaning, cursing out a âfuckâ and suddenly the sound of fapping grew consistent.
âoh yeah?â he tries, tries, to come off cocky but heâs just as needy as you are. perhaps even more, as the hold on his cock tightens. âtell me more baby. what else?â
you figure itâs finally time to focus your attention on your folds, which had soaked up your cunt and sheets beneath you the minute he called. your index and middle finger graze at your lips, and you whine at the sensitivity.
âwant you here,â you moan, rubbing figure eights at your your folds. you stimulate your cunt in a familiar pattern, the same way suguru always worked on you. âw-want your fingers deep in my pussy, fuckinâ me open andâhah, making a mess outta meâneed it suguru!â
âshit baby,â he chuckles, though muffled, as you fail to notice heâs got the hem of his wife beater tucked in between his teeth. âwant me to tell you what iâd do to you if we were together?â
âyes!â you beg, unashamed as your back arches off the surface of your bed. your limbs felt liquified and there was something about his voice that had your pussy glistening terribly.
âmm, well,â he begins, his thumb grazing over his slit as he pictured you doing a million times. âiâd start off with kisses at your thighs. yâlove it whenever i bite, dontâcha? love it when i mark you as mine, hm?â
you nod your head, despite the fact he canât see. âalways sugu, feels so good!â
âand when i get sick of teasing myself, iâd push your panties to the side and kiss your pretty clit,â geto sighs, almost in a trance by his own words. they roll of his tongue so naturally, stomach clenching as he imagines the things heâd do to you if he was able to.
âkiss your pretty clit before playing with it. i know it drives youâfuckâcrazy. yeah, it drives you crazy and you love to act like you hate being teased, but baby, your pussy tells me otherwise,â
he spoke so sinfully in your ears, soft voice being a major contrast to the intense words that left his mouth. it churned deep in your guts, sending butterflies with a mix of straight arousal.
âi doâ fuckinâ love itââ you cut yourself off, the hand on your breast tweaking with the stiff bud, twisting and pinching at it.
âyou fingering yourself yet?â he asks you, and you shake your head, humming a soft âuhn uhnâ, he continues, upping the pace of his own jerking, âgood girlâget your tatted fingers in fâme, wanna hear your pretty pussy speak to me.â
âo-okayâ you comply to his order, easing the void of emptiness by sliding your middle and ring finger inside your clenching pussy.
you moan loudly at the intrusion, the stretch nothing close to suguruâs fingers, but still enough to satisfy you for the time being. you feel your soft walls clench around your digits, begging for more. at the wet squelch of your cunt, you hear geto chuckle through the phone, âthere we go, my favorite language.â
âwish you were here suguâhnng, need you here andâand takinâ care of me!â you voice out your thoughts, your fingers gradually picking up their pace and plowing in your insides.
âsuguâs being mean, isnât he? âm sorry baby, for not doinâ myâshitâjob,â geto apologizes, the sound of his lubricated cock being jerked resonating in the depths of your ear drums.
âmatch my rhythm, mama,â he instructs you to follow, and despite you being so deep in your own thoughts and moans, you focus on the faint sound of his fist chafing his dick.
and so, your fingers plunge in and out your wet core, pussy gushing slickness, just to please geto.
âthatâs itâmy good girl, mmh, always doinâ so perfect.â
his praises did wonders to your body, as you felt an oncoming orgasm approach. your gut heated and tightened into a familiar coil, and your thighs threatened to close in on your hands.
âsugu, baby, âm getting close!â you warn him, now roughly grabbing at your other boob that lacked attention.
âme too, pretty girlâme too,â he grunts, the pace of his jerking increasing greatly. he works up and down his length with two hands and purpose, breathing heavily and watching his abdomen contracting tightly.
âplay with your clit,â suguru breathes out, a whine escaping his throat momentarily. you moan at the unexpected sound, and he continues, âplease babyâplay with your clit fâmeâ
he begged and fuck, youâd never felt yourself be so attracted to his voice the way you did right now.
âfeelsâgoodâ you slur, drool pooling at the corner of your parted lips. you multitasked with toying at your puffy clit with scissoring your cave, the drag of your fingers and stimulation of your bundle of nerves opening the dam.
âcumminâ suguâhnng, fuck, oh fuck!â you cry out, far too loud as you release on your hand. your juices spill and you drip down to the crack of your ass, down to the sheets, soaking up your panties and mattress.
you continue to fuck yourself as best as you could despite your body jerking at the sensitivity, thighs quaking and back arched off the bed.
âr-right behind ya princessâoh fuck y/nâ you hear his voice break as he shoots his load onto himself, his pretty moans all in your ears. he sounded melodic, your name belonging on his tongue as it sends tingles all over your nerves.
after a few minutes, your high comes down, and you slowly pull your fingers out of your pussy, wincing at the contact. getoâs gone quiet, safe for the panting on the other side of the phone, most likely attempting to ground himself from his own orgasm.
you clench your thighs and jolt at the sensitivity. your skin felt clammy and sticky with your arousal, and your bedroom now smelled of your sex. you miss suguruâs scent, and how much differently your sheets wouldâve smelt with him in it.
âtaste yourself for me,â suguru speaks up, breathless.
you do as he says, bringing your fingers up and wrapping your plump lips around your digits. you moan softly, before giggling cutely when you hear the man groaning in desperation.
âquit makinâ me jealous,â he sighs, the words almost coming out like a whine. ânothinâ gets sweeter than your pussy, swear on everything.â
you can only think of a simple solution for his complaints. you shrug, popping your lips off your soaked hand, âpull up on me then.â
the line goes quiet for a bit, and you can practically hear the arrogant smirk on his face, which only makes your lips tug into a similar smile.
âyour fine ass better be ready for me in ten.â
mind you this is a canon moment between me & him đŤŚ
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mind yâall she in my messages tb sheâd never let him hit đšđš yeah ok timi!!!
listen to me.
itâs still fuck sukuna.
butâ
okay âwhy tfâ
why he look decent this sznđ
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hiyori better catch this mfing fade
ON MEEEEE đŠđžâ𦲠GET ACTIVE HOE
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CAN HIYORI SHUT THE FUCK UP?!!! LEAVE MY MAN ALONE
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SHOULDNT HAVE PLAYED WITH THE GANG PLAYED WITH THE GANG đŻ SHOULDâVE STAYED IN YO LANE STAYED IN YO LANE
zoro kept his mouth shut when hoeyori told him âiâll miss youâ cause he was thinking about me and this tight ass pussy btw !!
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