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sickslimez · 5 days

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HOLE IN THE WALL! — NANAMI KENTO

SYNOPSIS...as an overworked and stressed employee, you find relief in giving blowjobs to complete strangers at an adult store

INFO...nanami x fem!reader, oral (m!receiving), jerking off, nipple play, tit job, pussy job, cum eating, praise, a little twist at the end, not proofread (as usual)

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

had to repost this bc tumblr took it down for whatever reason even though I have things more explicit than this on my other blog lmao

Working at an office where you were constantly hassled for your deadlines always put a lot of unwanted stress on your shoulders. Higher ups yapping in your ear about something you’ve been told one hundred times before and your fingers are typing as fast as they can on the computer. It was a complete and utter shit show, a waste of your precious time. But you have one little secret no one knows about, you volunteer at a glory hole every now and then when you feel too worked up.

After a long week of staring at a computer screen and boring meetings, you walking to the adult store, greeting the worker who already knew what you were there for. All you needed to relax was to watch random strangers cum from your touch. Believe it or not, it brought you joy hearing their moans on the other side of the thin wall. Maybe you chose the wrong profession.

As you entered the room, you let out a sigh, locking the door behind you. You slipped your coat off, and placed your bag down on the chair. Despite what others might think, the room was always clean. It wasn’t a random glory hole you’d find in a public bathroom or a shack in the middle of the woods. You unbuttoned your shirt, letting your tits breathe as you finally were able to relax and wait for the first person to come in.

You perked up at the sound of the door to the other room opening and closing shut. He let out a loud sigh, the sound of his pants being unbuckled making you excited. “Just make me cum, I’ve had a long fucking day,” he grunted. You looked down at the hole, the man placing his semi hard cock through it.

“You and me both, sweetheart. Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel good.” Your hand glided up and down his shaft, slowly stroking him, feeling him grow harder in your hand. You stared at his cock with a smile, his swollen tip flushed a dark pink, prominent veins running on the underside of it. Whoever this man was, he sure had a pretty cock. “You’re so big,” you giggle. Your hand barely able to fully wrap around.

Delicate fingers traced the prominent veins, teasing the underside of his dick before your thumb rubbed over his swollen tip. You felt him throb in your hand, a bead of pre cum forming at his tip, a smile tugging at your lips. The stranger was fully hard, dick long and pretty. You continued rubbing your thumb over his tip, sticking out your tongue to give him kitten licks, tasting his pre cum. You heard the man shudder, a breathy gasp leaving his throat. “Oh, you’re so sensitive!” You gasped, now slowly moving your hand up and down his shaft, moving from base to tip.

You moaned in satisfaction, lip tucked between your teeth as you jerked the stranger off, your free hand cupping your tits as you started to feel turned on by the sight in front of you. “Oh, fuck,” he let out breathy moan. More pre cum began leaking from his tip, allowing you to use it as lubricant to jerk him off easier. Your wrist moved in circular motions, squeezing gently the closer your got towards his sensitive head. “Shit, sweetheart! You really know what you’re doing, huh?” A moan could be heard from the other side of the wall.

Your hand pumped him faster, squeezing tighter around his shaft. “You better not cum yet!” You smiled as if he could see you, but you were taking joy in hearing him in pleasure. Opening your mouth, you stuck out your tongue and took him in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down while simultaneously moving your hand. You pinched your nipple, moaning around his cock as his tip hit the back of your throat.

“Oh, baby, your tongue feels so good! Let me feel that throat,” he whimpered, bucking his hips against the wall, trying so desperately to fuck your face. You removed your hand from around his cock, allowing him to fuck your face. Glug, glug, glug. “There we fucking go, atta girl!” He moaned loudly. As you sat there and let him use your throat, you couldn’t help but think at how familiar the man sounded, though you couldn’t remember from where. But it was the least of you worries, you were only thinking about making him cum.

You pulled your head away, trying to catch your breath as drool coated your chin. You lazily smiled to yourself, wrapping your hand around his shaft again and slowly jerked him off. You positioned yourself to where your tits were close to his dick, rubbing his tip over your hard nipples. “Mmm, feels so good.” Your brows furrow in pleasure.

“Keep doing whatever you’re doing, sweetheart. God, I wish I could see your pretty face right now,” he grunted. You smiled at his words, continuing you give him a tit job before spitting on his cock again. You licked a stripe from the base of his cock to the tip, taking him in your mouth slowly, allowing him to stretch your throat. You gagged on it, tears forming in your eyes before clenching them shut. Mascara ran down your cheeks as you began moving your head up and down, more spit coating his cock and falling on your chest. Your hands messily spread the spit over your tits, teasing your sensitive nipples. “Wanna cum all over your face—mmm, fuck me!” He groaned.

You pulled away again, taking a deep breath. You grinned when his cock twitched, a small giggle erupting from your chest. “You’re so close to cumming! I love it. Do I make you feel good, huh?” You cooed, dragging your fingers over his head. His cock looked even prettier dripping with your saliva.

“Can I feel your pussy? Please, sweetheart? I need it so bad,” he begged. You sat there on your knees, processing the words he said. You usually never let anyone fuck you at these glory holes, but you could think of the next best thing.

“How about a pussy job? Would you like that, baby?” You questioned, waiting for his answer while you slipped your soaked panties off. You dipped your fingers in between your folds, letting out a small gasp from how wet you were. “You got me so wet.” You slapped your pussy a few times, a lewd wet sound filling the room. “Hear that?”

“Goddamn you.” His cock twitched just from hearing how wet you were. “Let me feel her, please—fuckkk me,” he breathily said once he felt your hand grip his cock and rub his tip over your sopping slit.

You were bet over, using the chair as support while the other reached over and guided his cock along your pussy, his head rubbing between your folds and nudging your puffy clit. Your jaw went slack, eyes fluttering shut. Moans could be heard on either side of the wall. He desperately wanted to shove himself inside your gummy walls and fuck you until you passed out. “Cum all over my pussy, I know you want to.”

“Fuck, fuck, shit,” he grunted. “I’m cumming! Oh, sweetheart I’m fucking cumming!” Not even seconds after saying those words, you felt hot spurts coat your pussy, the man moaning and you continued to rub his cock all over your sloppy pussy.

“Yes!” You laughed, gasping from how he was still going. “Oh my goodness!” You felt him twitch one last time in your hand before you pulled away, sitting on the chair and spreading your legs to see at the mess he created. Curiosity got the better of you as you dipped your fingers in, scooping some of his cum and licking it clean off. “Mmmm, you taste so good!” He let out a breathy chuckle.

“Thank you for that, baby.” He pulled away from the glory hole, cock disappearing. You heard him put his pants back on. “Can I ask you a question?”

You kneeled back down towards the glory hole. “Yes, what is it?”

“Will you allow me to see who you are?” He sounded like he was nervous to ask the question.

“There’s no fun in a glory hole if you know who the person is,” you replied in a playful tone.

You heard the man let out a small laugh before sighing. “I guess you’re right. Until next time then.”

“Until next time.” You smiled to yourself. One thought sat in the back of your mind, though. Why did this man sound so familiar to you? It was a forbidden glory hole ‘rule’, but you couldn’t help yourself from peeking through the hole in hopes to catch a glimpse of the man on the other side. You noticed a familiar watch on his right hand, his figure coming more into view when he walked towards the door. An audible gasp escaped your lips when you saw the blonde hair. It was none other than Nanami Kento, your co-worker who you regularly greet at the office, the man who sits in the cubicle right next to you.

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sickslimez · 5 days

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WANNA GET NASTY! — JJK MEN

SYNOPSIS...kinks that the jjk men secretly have

INFO...jjk men x fem!reader, impact play (smacking, spanking), breeding, overstimulation, gojo is a switch, oral mentioned (f & m), p in v, agoraphilia (public sex), anal, bondage, name calling (slut), degradation, pet names (baby, sweetheart, angel), not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblog are appreciated

TOJI — IMPACT PLAY

toji is definitely into impact play, he loves smacking your ass, slapping your face or your sensitive cunt. His favorite part about all of it is the little whines your makes when it hurts just a little too much. That teary look you give him always spreads a smile across his face. But you're always begging him for me because you're just that much of a slut for him, begging to cum because the multiple slaps to your clit have teetered you close to the edge. A deep chuckle leaves his lips, seeing your pouty lips before he slaps you across your face. "Always a pretty girl for me, huh, baby?"

NANAMI — BREEDING

as much as nanami is a calm and tamed man, something tells me that this man is completely feral in bed. Im talking pounding deep into you, grunting and growling in your ear, telling you to be a good girl and take it. He has you in mating press, fucking you so deep in good and he just can't get the thought of breeding you out of his head. He wants to fill you up and watch it leak from your hole, marking you as his. So...that's what he does. He pushes deep inside you and fills you up to the brim, forcing you to take all of it. He watches the way your eyes go wide before you let out a soft moan. Now, all he wants to do is fill you up again...good thing his dick is still hard. "Wanna fill up this pretty pussy, breed it, it's so fuckin' perfect."

GOJO — OVERSTIMULATION

whether its you or him, gojo is in love with overstim. He likes watching you squirm, panting like a dog in heat when he laps at your sensitive clit after making you cum for a third time. You're trying to push his head away, but your attempts are weak because deep down he knows you wanna cum again. If you overstim him, expect tears. Whether you're riding him, giving him a blowjob, handjob, he will be in tears if you keep going. But don't let that fool you because baby boy is begging you to keep going, asking to cum with red teary eyes. His hips jolt upward, toes curl but don't you dare stop. His second orgasm is always more intense than his first, it makes him feel like he's on a high. "Oh, please, please, don't stop, baby! Keep fucking me, yeah, yeah, just like that!"

GETO — PUBLIC SEX

geto loves getting nasty in public areas, not to mention the idea of getting caught turns him too. His fingers will so casually slip under your dress while you two are out shopping, so easily slipping into your cunt. He's smirking against your ear while he stands behind you, slowly pumping his fingers in and out. Not to mention in public parks, he won't make you wear any panties, just so when you sit on his lap, he can't easily fuck you. You try hard to cover up your moans and whimpers, biting down on your lip when you feel him buck his hips upwards. He's so smug, staring directly at anyone who dares to look your way, smirking at them while you slowly ride him in public. "You gotta be quiet, angel. Wouldn't want us to get caught now, would you? Or maybe you do cause you're such a slut for my dick."

CHOSO — ANAL

at first, chose would be curious about anal because of all the times he's seen it in porn. the idea would just get the better of him and he'd want to know what'd it feel like for him to stick his dick somewhere that wasn't your mouth or pussy. so lets just say when he felt it the first time, he could barely thrust into you without wanting to cum. it exceeded his expectations, so warm and tight, not mention, it made it 100x better that you are enjoying it too. so now he goes out of his way to buy you butt plugs, the cute little ones with the jewel on them. he makes you wear them all day before he finally comes home and fucks your ass. "Feels so fucking good, sweetheart, taking me so fucking well."

HIGURUMA — BONDAGE

hiromi loves seeing his pretty girl all tied up. to him, its like a birthday present waiting to be unwrapped. you're lying on the bed all tied up in your favorite color rope. he loves when he comes home, finding you sitting on the bed naked with the rope in your hands, waiting for him to tie you up. it does something to him when you struggle against it, especially when he's teasing you, ghosting his fingers over your skin, traveling near your pussy. you're so helpless its cute. though he would never hurt you, he could do whatever he wants to you, drive you crazy until your begging him to fuck you. "You look so pretty like this, all wrapped up for me like a little present."

SUKUNA — BLOOD PLAY

now of course sukuna would be into blood play...look at him. that man is not nice or sweet in any way possible. he likes dragging his sharp nails across the soft parts of your skin during sex, watching the way your skin cuts open and the crimson liquid leaks down your skin. it makes him crazy seeing your blood trickle down your tits and over your stomach before he licks it all up, savoring your taste. he always finds a way to mark you, making you bleed as he fucks deep into you, nails digging into the plush flesh of your thighs cause he's gripping them so hard. "I'll mark you however I wish, just so I could savor your taste on my tongue."

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sickslimez · 7 days

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MY BOYFRIENDS BEST FRIEND! — GOJO + GETO

SYNOPSIS...gojo can’t seem to make his girlfriend cum, so he goes to his best friend for advice…little does he know he’s gonna get a hands on demonstration

INFO...gojo x fem!reader x geto, threesome(?), vouyerism, doggy, missionary, praise, degradation, dumbification, squirting, overstim, not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

Gojo sat there in the chair next to the bed, azure eyes watching intently at the way his best friend’s dick was thrusting in and out of your sopping cunt, your moans filling his ears as your eyes rolled back. Suguru slapped your ass, loving the way it rippled against his hips and jiggled in his hands.

All Gojo did was ask a simple question to his best friend, a simple “how do you make a girl cum?” Geto chuckled thinking it was a joke but he stopped once he realized that Gojo was dead serious. Truth be told, your boyfriend has never made you cum before. He always felt bad for finishing first, trying his very hardest to make you cum under any circumstances. He’d eat your pussy, finger you, suck on your nipples, but nothing ever worked. No matter how many times you told him it was okay, he knew it wasn’t.

At first, Geto gave verbal instructions, telling Gojo how to do this and that, but all Gojo already did all of that. He wasn’t sure what he was doing wrong. “Is there like a video I can watch or something?” Gojo sighed, feeling defeated.

Geto smirked, looking down at his feet. “I’ll do you one better, how about a front row view?”

Now, here he was, cock straining against his pants while his best friend fucked you. “You gotta treat her like a slut, Satoru,” Geto chuckled, pushing your head down into the mattress, his cock reaching deeper than it was before. “Here the way she’s screaming?” Geto asked cockily.

Gojo nodded, swallowing thickly. “Fuck! Fuck! Ah! Oh my god!” You moaned, gripping onto the sheets below you. It felt like your head was on a swivel, mind cloudy, barely able to think. Your eyes fluttered up to your boyfriend, his cheeks dusted a rosy red as his eyes met yours. “Mmm, Toru,” you whimpered.

“Hear how wet her pussy is, hm? She loves this,” Geto laughed, halting his movements. He pulled out of you slowly, a drawn out whine leaving your lips from the loss of contact. “She creaming around my cock, Satoru, that’s a good sign.” Geto tucked his bottom lip between his teeth, slowly jerking himself off. “Flip her over for me.”

Gojo crawled onto the bed, flipping you over on your back. Your chest heaved up and down, staring at your boyfriend with pleading eyes. “Toru,” you whispered, barely able to speak from screaming in pleasure. He looked down at you, reaching his hands down and hooking them under your knees, spreading your legs and holding them back. “Ah!” Your gaze averted towards Geto, watching the way he slowly inserted his cock into your cunt, head scraping against your g-spot. “Yes!” You groaned, gripping onto your boyfriend forearms.

“Keep holding her legs for me,” Geto grunted as he plunged his dick in and out of you, hole clenching around his tightly. “Fuck her until she can’t speak, can’t think, listen to way she moans, it’s how you know you’re doing a good job.” His pace was relentless, leaving you no time to adjust to the overwhelming pleasure.

“Baby, cum on Suguru’s cock for me,” your boyfriend whispered in your ear, tightly holding your legs back no matter how much you fought to close them. “Wanna see you cum so bad, pretty girl,” he whined, pressing a chaste kiss to your jaw. Pre cum stained his pants, the throbbing unbearable, so needy to get his cock out a stroke it, to fuck you.

“Oh,” Geto chuckled, “I think you might’ve set her off with that one, Satoru, her pussy just clenched.” He looked at his best friend. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he averted his gaze back down to your pussy, examining the way his dick disappeared inside of you.

“Gonna c-cum! Oh, shit—fuck!” You moaned, body writhing against the bed. The way Geto’s cock was dragging along your gummy walls with your boyfriend pleading in your ear made your body feel like it was on fire, the familiar pressure building up in your lower abdomen.

“Yes, baby, cum for me,” Gojo practically begged. Within seconds a clear liquid shot from your pussy, soaking his best friends stomach and your thighs. Your screams were like music to his ears. “Oh my fucking god,” he said in awe.

Geto pulled out of you, a rewards grin on his face. “Look at that, she’s a squirter!” Geto rubbed your clit back and forth, overstimulating you, wanting to get every last drop of your juices. “I guess now you know she likes being talked through it.” Geto looked at Gojo. “How about you try doing what I taught you?”

“But…she just came, isn’t that—”

“Do it, please,” you begged, looking up at your boyfriend with teary eyes. Those words were all he needed to hear to be standing in front of you, stripping himself of his clothes, his dick springing free. Geto was now the one behind you, holding your legs to your chest.

“Let’s see if your boyfriend’s been paying good attention.” You could hear the smirk in his voice while you watching Gojo rub his cock up and down your slit, nudging against your swollen clit.

A shaky breath left his lips as the feeling of your pussy rubbing against his cock. As much as he wanted to fuck you relentlessly, Geto told him to tease first, get you more worked up and needy. “Toru, please, put it in,” you begged, staring up at him.

“Not yet, pretty girl.” He shook his head, continuing to tease you, the head of his cock stretching your entrance before he took it back out and rubbed it against your clit.

“Ah, Toru! Please!” You begged again. You were so worked up, desperate to feel your boyfriend’s cock inside of you again. Without warning, he plunged deep inside of you, your eyes widened followed by a loud gasp. “Oh my god!” He began thrusting in out of you, hips pounding against yours. The tip of his cock kissed your cervix, reaching deep. “Yes, yes! Right there!” A choked moan left your lips.

“F-fuck, baby! Pussy’s so wet,” he whimpered, tossing his head back in bliss.

Geto placed kisses down your neck, smirking against your skin. He let out a small laugh, feeling your body go limp in his hands. “Be a good girl and cum on your boyfriend’s dick.”

Gojo reached down, thumb rubbing your neglected clit in circles, bringing on the brink of another orgasm. Your head felt fuzzy, staring up at him with half lidded eyes. He loved that fucked out look on your face, grinning down at you as he put more pressure on your clit. He continuously hit your g-spot over and over again, your skin heating up once again. He pounded into you harshly, your entire body jolting with each thrust.

“Ah! Ah! Slow—ah—down!” You screamed, hands coming up to push on his stomach, a weak attempt at trying to slow his movement. “You’re gonna make me cum!” Your voice cracked in between moans. “Don’t stop, please! Shit, shit! Baby!” Finally, you gushed around his cock for the first time, body quivering above Geto.

“Good girl!” Geto praised. “You’re squirting so much for him.” He lightly gasped, watching how you kept squirting the more Gojo fucked you. He held your legs back, feeling your resistance against him as you tried to close them from overstimulation. “Keep fucking her,” he ordered.

“T-toruuu,” you whined, jaw slack.

“Oh, baby, you sound so pretty cumming on my dick—fuck!” He breathed heavily, still fucking you. Your pussy clenched around him again before gushing, soaking your thighs and the sheets below. Now, one of his favorite sights was watching you squirt, making a mess of yourself. “Give me one more, pretty.”

“You learned well, Satoru. See that look on her face?” Geto gripped your jaw. “Means she fucking loves it. Your girlfriend was just too shy to admit she likes getting fucked like a whore,” he laughed.

Both Gojo and Geto know that he wasn’t just gonna ask for one more, you were going to be here a long night, your boyfriend making up for all the times he didn’t make you cum.

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sickslimez · 7 days

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SLEEPING BEAUTY! — SUGURU GETO

somnophiliac!getowho loves watching his baby sleep so peacefully whenever he come back late from work. The blankets are hanging halfway off your body, exposing your hard nipples through your tank top. The shorts you have on barely covering your ass. Suguru takes a step forward and kneels down, inhaling your scent before placing a kiss on your shoulder. One kiss turns to three, then five, and before you know it, he’s kissing down your stomach. You just look so pretty, so relaxed, he can’t help himself when it comes to you. His hands squeeze at your tits, running his thumb over your head nipples before his lifting your shirt just enough to see them. His cock hardens, eyes scanning over your figure from above as heat courses through his veins. Not even thirty seconds goes by and he’s in between your legs, your shorts and panties discarded on the floor as he licks between your folds, sucking on your clit. He moans at the way you taste on his tongue, eyes staring at you while he waits for the moment you wake up and he can hear your pretty whimpers. He inserts two fingers inside you, sliding in with ease, reaching your g-spot. “Taste so good, baby. Ah, my beautiful fucking girl.” He places soft kisses on your swollen clit. He chuckles lightly when you start to squirm, brows furrowed.

He knows you’re having a wet dream right now from how wet you are, soaking his fingers. He pumps his fingers faster, stroking your g-spot each time as his tongue circles around your clit. He’s devouring like his last meal, eager to make you cum. “Sugu—ah!” You whimper, tiredly. He stares up at your half lidded eyes, a smirk forming on his face. “Baby, wh-what are you—oh fuck,” you pant, hands instinctively gripping on his hair. He doesn’t plan on stopping, knowing you’re so close to cumming on his tongue. “Hi, sweetheart,” he mumbles. Your eyes roll back at the overwhelming pleasure, your body felt like it was on fire. “Didn’t mean to wake you, but you looked too good to resist,” he kisses down your thighs before diving right back in, the flat of his tongue running up your clit as his fingers curl inside you.

You’re so extremely sensitive and turned on, your orgasm approaches faster than you anticipated. The feeling comes on fast, like a rush of waves as you brain can do nothing but focus on the way he’s eating your pussy. “Just like that, baby. Fuck! You’re gonna make me cum!” You cry out, pushing his head down. Your legs began to shake as he sucks on your clit and the coil finally snaps. “Ohhhh fuck!” You grip on his hair tightly. “Oh my god! Yes! Yes!” Your eyes roll back as you bask in the pleasure of your orgasm, jaw going slack, back arching off of the sheets. Suguru licks up every last drop, even from his fingers. You lay there, trying to catch your breath until you hear his belt buckle being undone.

“We’re not done just yet, sweetheart.”

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sickslimez · 7 days

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QUICKIE! — TOJI FUSHIGURO

SYNOPSIS...toji just can’t keep his hands to himself after not fucking you for a week...which results in a quickie

INFO...toji x fem!reader, reader and toji have kids, toji calls reader mama, doggy, groping, spanking, missionary (?), praise, cream pie, not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

“Hey do you have anything to wash?” You walked up to Toji holding the laundry basket in your hands as he played with your two kids.

He looked up at you from the floor. “Nah, I’m all set, mama.” He smiled, handing your son his favorite toy. With a nod, you walked away with the full basket, heading towards the laundry room. You sighed at the clean pile of clothes that you had to fold, rolling your eyes in annoyance.

You threw the dirty clothes in the wash before grabbing the detergent. You let out a small squeak at the feeling of your husbands hands snaking around your waist. “You scared me,” you chuckled.

“Sorry,” he responded, pulling you against his chest, sinking his head into the crook of your neck. He placed a small kiss on your skin, hands rubbing up and down your waist. “Should’ve asked me for help.”

You closed the detergent, placing it back on the shelf as you started the washer. “It’s fine, I got it,” you replied. Toji hummed in response, his hands moving lower and lower down your body. “Toji, what are you doing?” You giggled.

You tried to turn and face him but he kept you from doing so. “Uh uh, stay just like this for me,” he whispered. He pushed his hips against your ass, his cock semi-hard. “We haven’t been able to do anything for the past week. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little pent up, and you walking around with these shorts and tank top isn’t helping one bit.” He smacked your ass before giving it a harsh squeeze.

You bit down on your bottom lip, feel him grow more hard as you moved your against him. It was true, you and Toji haven’t had sex in the last week or so. Both of you so tired from work and the kids, running errands, it always got in the way of your sex life. You hadn’t really thought about it much before, but now that Toji brought it up, you were feeling quite pent up too. “So, what’re you gonna do about it, hm?” You asked, teasingly.

A low chuckle left his lips, his fingers grazing over your skin, making their way under the fabric of your clothes. His hands came up to your chest, cupping your tits and squeezing them, groping them. Your skin started to heat up and arousal pooled in your panties. Just his touch alone was enough to get you all hot and bothered. “We gotta be quick.” He hurriedly bent you over the washer, a swift hand pulling your shorts and underwear down. “I’ll never get tired of seeing this ass…fuck,” he groaned. He palmed himself through his sweats, admiring the view of your dripping cunt.

Toji wasted no time in pulling his sweats and boxers down, cock springing free and leaking pre cum. He let out a shaky breath, rubbing his tip up and down your slit, mixing his arousal with yours. He could already feel how warm and wet you were, cock throbbing at the thought, anticipating how you feel around him. Slowly, his head pushed past your entrance, your lips wrapping around him, sucking him in. “Ohhh fuck, baby—mmm shit,” he breathed. His hands grabbed your hips, pulling you back on him, going deeper to reach your sweet spot.

“Ah, oh my god.” The stretch was so deliciously intoxicating, sending your brain into a spiral and he’s barely moved yet. “Baby, we gotta be quick, please,” you begged, afraid that one of the kids might knock on the door and interrupt. You felt him thrust slowly, letting you get used to the feel of his cock before going any faster.

“Shhh, it’s fine. They’re watching a movie.” He began pulling you back against his hips so you met his thrusts, your walls clenching around him each time he threatened to pull out. “This pussy is so wet for me, goddamn,” he grunted, moving faster.

“F-fuck!” You stammered, feeling how hard and fast he was going. “Feels so fucking good!” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, hands gripping onto the edges of the washing machine as you tried to hold yourself stable. “Nnngh! You’re so deep! Oh my god!” You squealed.

Toji pulled you up, your back pressed against his chest as he continued to pound into you. “Shh, mama. I know it feels good, but you gotta keep quiet for me, okay?” He placed his hand over your mouth, his arm wrapped around your waist to hold you steady. Your eyes fluttered shut, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with each thrust. “Ohh fuck yes. Shit, this pussy feels so fucking good.”

Your muffled moans fell upon deaf ears, your legs felt like they were jelly. Pleasure clouded your mind, all you could think about was him fucking you until you came over and over again. Suddenly, he stopped. He grabbed your hips, turning you around and lifting you on top of the washing machine. He pulled you close to the edge, your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. Both watched as he slowly slid back inside, a shaky breath leaving his lips as he felt you wrap around him again. “Look at me, don’t take your eyes off me,” he demanded.

You stared back at him with lustful eyes, bottom lip caught between your teeth as you fought so hard to hold back your moans and whimpers. Your brows furrowed in pleasure, feeling how close you were to cumming. Your jaw dropped, head falling back as he grazed over your g-spot. “Oh fuck you’re gonna make me cum!” You cried, gasping for air. “Fuck! Fuck! Baby!” You whimpered.

“I know, mama. Let it all out for me. Cum on this dick.” He kept his pace the same, feeling you clench around him, a sign you were close. His hand wrapped around your neck, pulling you in for a sloppy kiss, tongues messily moving against each other as he swallowed your moans. Finally, the coil snapped. You pulled away from the kiss, eyes rolling back, body quivering as you came. Toji covered your mouth again, muffling your curses and moans. “There you go, that’s my good fucking girl.”

He pulled his hand away, staring back at you with half lidded eyes, loving the cum drunk look written all over your face. “Cum in me,” you spoke.

“But, your not on—”

“I don’t care, cum in me,” you said with desperation.

“I fucking love you,” he chuckled with a smile, his thrusts growing sloppier. He was fixated the way his cock disappeared in you, each time he pulled back out he could see your cum at the base. It only drove him more crazier. “Nnngh, ah! Oh, baby I’m gonna cum!” His hips stuttered against yours before he buried himself deep inside of you, feeling him coat your walls with his sticky cum. “Fuck!” He grunted. “Ah, yes!” He breathlessly chuckled.

“I think we both needed that,” you laughed.

“I agree.” He smiled, pulling you closer to place his lips on yours. He slowly pulled out, his cum slowly dripping out of you. “We made quite a mess.” He looked down between your legs and then back up at you.

“We’ll clean it up—”

A knock on the door startled both on you, thankfully Toji had locked the door. “Mommy, daddy, the movie is over! We wanna watch another!”

“It’s your bedtime, sweetheart! Maybe tomorrow!” Toji shouted back. Both of you looked at each other, sharing a few seconds of silence before laughing. “I think we might have to start doing quickies more often, yeah?” He whispered.

“Once you put the kids to sleep, meet me in the shower.” You kissed his lips, entangling your fingers in his hair.

“I just can’t get enough of you, mama.”

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sickslimez · 7 days

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Gonna be transferring some works from og account to this one 🙏🏼

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sickslimez · 13 days

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Hey sweetie,

I’m so glad your back and that I’m finally able to see your posts. I’ve been beefing with tumblr over the last 30 Minutes, because I was unable to see your block. I’m also the one that asked you not too long ago why your nanami one shot is wasn’t visible.

Sending lots of💕

Yeah unfortunately I’m still restricted on my main account so I’m just gonna be posting on here until a miracle happens 😭

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sickslimez · 14 days

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PU$$Y FAIRY! — NANAMI KENTO

SYNOPSIS...the last thing you expected to happen after having sex with your co worker, nanami, was for him to become obsessed with your pussy

INFO...nanami x fem!reader, p in v, oral (f!receiving), semi public sex (?), nanami is a fiend for you, jerking off, dirty thoughts, missionary, breeding, not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

Nanami is usually a very tame and calm man, he knows how to keep his composure and doesn’t lose himself under pressure. That’s how others would describe him and that’s how he would describe himself, but just one feel and taste of your cunt changed everything in an instant. Each time he closes his eyes to sleep all he could envision is your cunt wrapped around him, squeezing him, milking him. Each time you pass by him in the office, he can’t help but remember the taste of you on his tongue, slurping up your juices and drinking them, eating you up like a starved man.

Ever since that night, he can’t stop thinking about you, his hand wrapped around his cock, imagining it was you fucking him, watching the way you cream around his cock. He cums so much each time, the sticky substance making a mess on his chest and hands, wishing he was filling up your hole, breeding your cunt and making you his. He’s never been so hot and bothered before, something about you just drives him crazy. He can’t stand another second of you ignoring him, acting like he didn’t have you screaming his name and clawing at his back while you came over and over again.

“Please, just let me taste her,” he begs. He’s on his knees in front of you, your legs spread as you sit on his desk, your tights ripped open and panties pushed to the side. Just your scent has him spiraling, salivating. Your fingers run through his blonde locks, gently pulling at them as guide his face closer and closer towards what he wants most. “Yes, please,” he mutters. His tongue darts out once he gets close enough, dipping between your wet folds, and now he’s completely lost in his head.

He shoves his face between your thighs, catching you off guard as his tongue dips into your sopping hole. His dick strains against the fabric of his slacks, tip leaking pre cum as he tastes you on his tongue. His eyes flutter shut, tongue swirling against your sensitive clit. He’s so eager, so greedy, pulling you back on his face each time you pull away from the overwhelming pleasure. “Fuck,” he moans, taking second to breathe. “Fuck, baby, you taste so good,” he pants.

He looks at you from his position, in love with the way your mouth hangs open and your moans spill from within. He doesn’t care if it gets messy, you rough up his hair. He’s been waiting weeks to have you at his mercy again. In minutes he has you cumming on his tongue, your thighs squeezing around his head as a string of curses fall from your lips. He pulls away and lands a feverish kiss upon your lips, cutting your moans short while your hands find their way to his belt, undoing it along with his pants.

Next thing you know, your legs are wrapped around his waist, skirt bunched up as he pounds into you. “You feel so fucking good, oh god,” he grunts, looking down at where the two of you meet, a white ring forming at the base of his cock. Your pussy was so warm and wet, so addictive. It was hard to keep himself from folding you in half and fucking you until you couldn’t walk.

Your pussy clenches around him, sucking him back in each time he threatened to pull out. He reaches a hand down, his thumb rubbing your clit in circles. Your eyes roll back, mind foggy with pleasure. “Yes! Yes! I’m so close!” You cry out, sucking in a breath as your brows furrow. He keeps the same pace, knocking into your g-spot over and over until your legs start to shake. “Oh my god!” Your eyes clench shut. You come undone around him, Nanami holding you close to him as he fucks you through your orgasm.

“That’s it baby. Doing such a good fucking job for me,” he whispers in your ear. He feels your walls spasm around his dick, only adding onto his pleasure. He starts thinking back to all those nights he fantasized about cumming inside of you, all those lewd thought of filling you up and breeding you. He feels so dirty thinking about, but at the same time he doesn’t care. He wants nothing more than to see his cum oozing out of you. “Gonna let me cum in this pussy, huh?” His thrusts grow sloppier, teetering on the edge. He couldn’t wait any longer, letting his thoughts get the best of him as he pushes his hips against yours, hot spurts of sticky cum coating your walls.

You gasp at the sensation, caught by surprise but still so turned on. “Oh shit, baby,” he shudders. “Ah—fuck.” He thrusts into you once more before slowly pulling out. You spread your legs for him, feeling his cum leak out of your hole. “This pussy is always so good to me.” He pushes the cum back in with his thumb, making sure not to waste a drop. He grabs your chin, messily kissing you, tongue sliding against yours. Nanami hopes you know this won’t be the last time he’s cumming in you again.

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MONEY LOVE! — TOJI FUSHIGURO

SYNOPSIS...toji loves to come into the club every week and spend his time watching you dance, finding himself infatuated with you

INFO...toji x stripper fem!reader, no smut, sexual tension, toji is kinda older, toji is rich, talks of blowjob, talks of sex, not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

welcome to my second account everyone I’m @classyrbf but now I’m writing on here cause I’m shadowbanned so do not be alarmed if the writing and layout is similar bc it is me lol

At the end of every Friday, Toji finds himself driving to the strip club at the edge of town. The one that’s always crowded with gross old men looking to take one the dancers home for the night, ones that could never keep their hands to themselves, and eventually get kicked out for being too drunk. As much as he dislikes it, he only goes there for one thing. You.

He sits there, narrow eyes watching your figure sway around the pole, heels hitting the floor with each step you took. The bitter alcohol burns his throat as he takes a sip, watching the way you bend over in front of him, arching your back. All the others mutter around him, catcalling you and saying the most cliche things, but Toji keeps his thoughts to himself. Instead, he pulls out a wad of cash, counting the bills one by one. “Sweetheart,” he calls out to get your attention. You slowly turn towards him with a small smile. He hands you a few bills before saying, “keep doing what you’re doing and you’ll earn the rest.”

Toji knows that you’ve seen him before, always comes around the same time, the only man who tips big in this shitty town. The others just watch and get their dicks hard. With him, you’ve taken a liking, even if you didn’t know his name. He kept to himself, a reserved man, but he only ever watched you, wanted you. It made you feel special in a way. You kneel down in front of Toji, smirking at him. “What’s your name, Mister?” You ask, chuckling. Toji stares you down, a stoic expression on his face. “Oh, come on. You’re not gonna answer? I see you in here all the time,” you tease, reaching out to touch his hand. Still, no answer.

“Hey, baby, why don’t you come over here!” The others shout out, whistling. You pull away from Toji, strutting across the stage to give the other men a show, wrapping your leg around the pole and twirling around it.

It isn’t until almost the end of your shift when your manager tells you someone requested a private dance. You were exhausted, but still, all you were thinking about was the money. Hopefully, whoever this person was had it. You changed into another scandalous outfit, freshening up before you headed over to the private rooms. Slowly opening the door, your eyes met with Toji’s. “Still here?” You smiled, shutting the door behind you.

He sat on the velvet couch, legs spread, the purple led lights bouncing off of his skin. You walked over to him, standing in between his legs as he stared up at you. “What is it that you’re looking for, hm?” You asked, leaning over so you were face to face with him. Your lips were only inches away from his. “I see you every week, same day, same time, yet I don’t even know your name.”

“Toji Fushiguro,” he answered, plainly.

“And what is it that you want, Toji?” Your hands slowly pushed him back, brining your legs over his waist, straddling him. The scent of expensive cologne filled your lungs.

He found it hard not to touch you right now, your body pressed right against him and he couldn’t do a single thing about it. He’s become infatuated with you, more infatuated than he’s ever wanted to be. He stared you in the eye, catching the glint and that smirk you always have. He finally decided to break the silence. “I want you.”

A laugh erupted from your chest as you shook your head at him. “We don’t do those kinds of services here. Strictly a strip club, Mr. Fushiguro.”

“I don’t think you’re understanding what I’m saying, sweetheart. I don’t mean sex,” he scoffed.

“Oh.” You blinked, shocked.

“I wanna take you on a date, spend time with you. You’re a beautiful girl who deserves more than old creeps trying to fuck her every second just because she’s doing her job. Though, it completely your choice.” He slightly tilted his head to the side.

“Do you…mean it?” You asked, mostly at a loss for words.

“When are you free?” He questioned.

“All day tomorrow, I’m not doing a thing,” you replied.

“Good.” He picked you up off of his lap, sitting you on the couch. “Here’s my number, text me.” He handed you a small slip of paper. “Oh, and here’s the rest of that cash.” He pulled out the wad of cash he had in his hand earlier, giving it to you like nothing. “When are you off work?”

“Um,” you stared up at his tall and muscular figure, “in twenty minutes.”

“I’ll take you home, I’ll be outside.” He walked out the room, leaving you sitting there on the couch dumbfounded. Did that seriously just happen? Muffled club music filled your ears as you sat there, staring into the room. Your gaze slowly shifted to the money in your hand, a mix of five thousand and ten thousand yen bills.

The back door the club squeaked as you opened it, the night breeze hitting you in the face as soon as you stepped out. A small shiver sent up your spine, heels clicking against the pavement, eyes wandering around the parking lot for Toji. Turning the corner, you caught sight of him. He was leaning against his car, cigarette in hand as he blew the excess smoke from his lungs. A smile crept up on your face, slowly walking over to him. “Hey,” you spoke, catching his attention.

He looked up, seeing you standing right in front of him. You adjusted the duffel bag you had on your shoulder, full of the money you made tonight and the outfits you had brought along. “You ready?” He asked, flicking his cigarette on the floor and snuffing it with his shoe. You gave a simple nod. He opened the passenger door for you, allowing you to get it first and shutting it behind you. The gesture made you smile even if it was the bare minimum. You’ve barely met this guy, yet he’s the first to treat you with more respect than anyone you’ve ever met. “Where do you live, sweetheart?”

“Oh, I live on 51st street, you know those apartments by the highway,” you informed.

“Yeah, I know, I pass by there all the time heading to work.” He reversed out of the parking lot, looking over his shoulder to make sure no cars were approaching.

“Are you sure you don’t want anything from me? Like at all? Not even a kiss? Heated makeout session? A blowjob?” You asked, laughing slightly.

Toji chuckled at you, shaking his head, “as much as I would love those things, no”

“Really?!” You asked, surprised.

“Really.” He glanced at you.

“Mmm, then how about after our first date?” You asked in a sultry tone.

“Do you really wanna fuck me that bad?” He stopped the car at a red light, turning his head to look at you.

“You kind of make it hard for me to not want to,” you explained, placing your hands around his arm, hugging it towards you.

“And why is that?” He placed his finger under your chin, lifting your chin. Your breath got caught in your throat as you stared into his dark eyes, feeling your heart beat rapidly against your chest.

“You’re the first guy to ever treat me nicely,” you quietly told.

“As much as I’m flattered, it’s basic human decency. So, get used to it, yeah?” The light turned green, Toji tearing his gaze away from you as he began to drive again. You put your hands back in your lap, fiddling with the fabric of your duffel bag. The rest of the car ride was silent, but not awkwardly silent. It was peaceful, the roads empty, and feeling the small breeze on your skin from the cracked window. It was almost enough to put you asleep until the car came to a full stop.

You looked up to see you were in front of your apartment building. As you undid your seatbelt, Toji stopped you. “Tomorrow five o’clock, I’ll be here.”

“And I’ll be ready.” You smiled. He watched you open the car door before you stopped and turned back to face him. You leaned in planting a quick kiss on his cheek. “Thank you,” you muttered and stepped out of the car. He made sure you got in the building safely before pulling off. The scent of your perfume lingered in the car, and he could feel the lipgloss from your kiss still on his cheek, though he felt no need to wipe it off. He knew he was going to make you his girl the moment he laid eyes on you that night three months ago.

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sickslimez · 5 months

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Gonna delete everything on the this account so follow my main @classyrbf if you’d like to read more of my works!!

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FEELING UP ON ME!

SYNOPSIS…uzui just loves looking at you all the time, touching you, holding you, he always has to be around you. and with you just walking around in his sweater and your underwear, he definitely can’t pry his eyes away from you

WARNINGS…uzui tengen x chubby fem!reader, modern!au, uzui is very touchy and clingy, he’s also a horny little bastard, mating press, breeding, not proofread

OTHER…if you enjoyed make sure to like and reblog

Today was the day to finish up some chores around the house. You had been lazy all week while Uzui went out to work, but you finally got yourself up to to do some work. Uzui on the other hand, sat on the couch watching his favorite show, legs spread and eyes hung low. His hair was tied back into a messy bun, fringe falling against his forehead. He wore grey sweatpants and no shirt, a combo he’d often wear when he was home, finally able to wear something comfortable.

You, on the other hand, wore a big t-shirt, one of your favorite hoodies, and some underwear. This wasn’t the first time you wore something like this, and being married to Uzui for five years now, it was no surprise what you wore around the house when you felt like it. But each time, Uzui would always react the same. A smirk on his face, hands feeling up on you, squeezing at your flesh and kissing it. He just can’t get enough of you. He was a clingy bastard. You wonder why you never learned your lesson.

“Hey, you done with this bag of chips?” You asked, holding a trash bag in your hand. You were cleaning up the living room now, trying to start with the small things first before you moved on to the bigger things like vacuuming. Uzui glanced at you, “mhm.” He gave a simple nod, adjusting in his seat. Crumpling up the bag, you tossed it into the trash. As you turned away, Uzui took a good look at you. His eyes landed on your plush thighs first, a smirk forming on his face.

“Tengen,” you groaned, “you gotta start picking your shit up off of the floor!” Rolling your eyes, you picked up another empty bag of chips off of the floor, bending down in front of your husband. Uzui found himself biting his lip. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from you, getting a perfect view of your ass. Can’t forgot the way your pussy was only covered by a thin piece of fabric. He was resisting the urge to devour you right then and there.

“Sorry, sweetheart.” He apologized, though he barely meant it. “Yeah, yeah, sure you are.” You mumbled, turning back around to head towards the kitchen. Brows furrowed as Uzui suddenly flinched, looking away from you. Uzui gulped, clearing his throat. He just wanted to grab and feel you, but he knew you were busy cleaning. But god, you looked like heaven. “You were staring weren’t you?” You narrowed your eyes at him.

“I was.” He rightfully admitted, no shame. “Perv.” You teased him before continuing your tasks around the house. As you tried to step away from your husband, you could feel hands around your waist, pulling you back until you fell onto your husbands lap. “Tengen, don’t start with this! You know I have to clean!” You whined, throwing down the garbage bag. “Just five minutes. I wanna hold you.” His hands wandered your skin, rubbing and squeezing at it. “Bullshit. It always leads to something more.”

He hummed in response, getting a handful of your ass. “Tengen!” You slapped his arm, trying to push him off of you. “I need to finish cleaning or it’s not gonna get done!” You argued with him. But, your strength compared to your husbands was no match. His strong, muscular arms wrapped around your body, holding you close to him. “Five minutes. Promise. You’re just so soft. Did you get some new lotion? You smell good.” You could hear the smirk in his voice as he whispered in your ear.

“Uh-uh. Do not try and butter me up. I know you all too well.” You shook your head, trying to resist your husband’s flirtatious attempts. He completely ignored you. “You’re so warm too,” he placed a kiss on your jaw. “And are these new panties?” His fingers traced over the fabric on your hips. “They’re cute.” He kissed your jaw again. “Tengen! I’m gonna kill you!” A laugh erupted from your chest. His lips planted small kisses from your jaw down to your neck while his hands continued to caress your legs. “Five minutes.” You sternly agreed, finally giving in like you always do.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” Uzui kissed down your neck, hands still roaming over your skin. A small huff left his lips as you tried to focus on the tv in front of you. You knew he was trying to get you riled up within the five minutes he had you in his grasp. His large calloused hands squeezed the flesh of your ass again causing you to snap your head towards him, “Tengen.” You warned your husband. “What did I do? Can I not touch my beautiful wife?” He asked, innocently. Rolling your eyes at him, you let him carry on with his wants and needs. Everything was going smoothly, surprisingly. Sure, he was kissing and touching up on you like a starved man, but he hasn’t tried anything outrageous like he usually does.

Maybe he finally decided to listen? Though, you were quite disappointed if you were being completely honest. His hands feeling you and lips kissing you made you just a little needy. It’s Uzui Tengen. Who wouldn’t be a little needy for your husband? “All done?” You clear your throat, looking at him. Your fingers ran through his long white hair, adjusting the fly aways poking up from his head. “Mhm.” He nodded. Something in the back of your head felt like that was a big fat lie. “Okay…” Letting out a sigh, you got up from your husbands lap, bending down in front of him to pick up the trash bag you had dropped earlier.

Tengen nearly choked on his own spit seeing the small wet spot on your panties. “Fuck.” Tengen whispered to himself. “What?” You turned around, brows furrowed. His eyes quickly shot up to yours, “nothing.” He shook his head. Slowly turning back around, you began to walk away before being tugged back by the hem of your underwear. You fell back onto your husbands lap, this time feeling how hard he was. “Tengen!” You shouted at him.

“I’m sorry, baby. I just have to, you look so good.” He pushed you on the couch, heavy breaths leaving his chest. Within one swift swoop, he ripped your panties off, discarding the torn fabric to the carpeted floor of the living room. You have long forgotten about cleaning now, the garbage bag now back on the floor next to your panties. With how feral your husband was acting, you wanted to feel him too. His hands quickly pulled down his pants and boxers, his dick springing free. “Drive me fucking crazy. You know that?” He pushed your legs back so far they touched your chest.

He mounted you, pressed his body weight against you before you could feel him split you open with his cock, a drawn out groan falling from his lips, “ohh shit.” He sighed, pushing every inch into you slowly. A gasp left your body, feeling your husband push inside of you, stretching you out. “Tengen!” You squealed, hands pressing to his chest. “Shhh, I know.” Tengen pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. His hips began slowly moving, dragging his cock along your gummy walls.

His movements became faster, slamming his hips into you faster. Your body was pressed against the couch, your husband using his sheer strength to hold you down. “Shit! You’re so deep!” Your brows furrowed in pleasure as you stared up at Tengen. His hands gripped the back of your knees, holding them down while he continued to abuse your slick cunt. Surely you two were going to ruin the couch after this. The sound of skin slapping against each other filled the once peaceful little living room, mixing in with the sound of you and Tengen’s moans.

“Pussy feels so good.” He mumbled, breathing heavily as he stared down where the two of you met, watching how your pussy just gripped his dick. Your gushy walls sucked him back in with each thrust, wanting to keep him inside of you. You could feel every inch of him with how relentless he was being. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You whimpered uncontrollably, clawing at your husbands chest. Pleasure was coursing through you, your skin felt like it was on fire. With one last grunt, Tengen slowed down his thrusts, his ruby red eyes meeting yours.

The sudden change of pace was a surprise to you, but it still felt good with the way he was slowly pushing his hips into yours, hitting that one spot you loved so much. “I know I was being rough. I’m sorry, baby,” Tengen softly whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “You forgive me right?” As he finished speaking he hit that one spot which caused you to moan. He was so intoxicating. The way he spoke to you, touched you, fucked you, loved you, everything was addictive.

“Y-you said five minutes.” You managed to speak, a small gasp leaving your body as he pushed into you again. Tengen chuckled deeply, “you know I can’t resist you. Never. I’m sorry.” He let out a blissful sigh, feeling your pussy tighten around him at his words. Your bottom lip gets caught between your teeth as you try to hold back your moans and whimpers. “I forgive you.” You whisper.

He lifts his head to look at you, “you forgive me?” He asks, halting his movements. It allowed you time to catch your breath, looking at your husbands lustful eyes and smile. With a nod you answer his question. You could feel him throbbing inside of you, driving you insane. “Good.” He lowers his head, his lips connecting with yours. His tongue swipes across your bottom lip before meeting yours.

Moving his hips again, he starts going at a faster pace than before. You were right there on the edge, focusing on the way he made you feel. “Yes! Just like that, Tengen!” You moan loudly, head thrown back into the couch cushions. He smirked down at you as he watched your eyes roll back from the pleasure. He could feel your pussy tighten around him, he knew you were close. That only fueled him more, he was dying to see you cream around his cock and to feel your pussy flutter around him.

Tengen kept slamming his cock into your sore pussy. “Shit, this pussy is gonna make me cum. Oh fuck!” Tengen moaned, panting heavily. Just hearing him say that sent you over the edge, the pleasure building up, that familiar pressure in your core. “I’m cumming!” You cried out, your legs beginning to shake. “Fuck, fuck!” Your toes curled as you felt your release, your husband fucking you through your orgasm.

“Good girl, just cum around my cock. Just like that.” Tengen encouraged you, hitting your sweet spot over and over again. His grip on you never faltered as he chased his own orgasm. Seeing your cum at the base of his cock and to hear your moans was making him go crazy. Your legs were still twitching, and if it wasn’t for him holding them up, they would’ve dropped by now. “Just hold on a little longer for me.” He placed a kiss on your jaw, his nails now leaving crescent marks in your skin.

His thrusts became more sloppy by the second. “I’m gonna cum, baby. Gonna breed this pretty pussy. It’s all for you…all for fucking you.” Tengen moaned, sucking in one last breath before he pushed into you deeper, thick ropes of cum filling your pussy. “Oh my god.” You gasped at the feeling. “Fuck.” Tengen grunted, slowly pulling out of you. The couch was definitely ruined.

His cum spilled out of your pussy as soon as he sat up. “I knew this was going to happen.” You chuckled to yourself, staring up at your husband, legs still spread for him to enjoy the show. “I couldn’t help myself. I was trying so hard, but you looked too good.” Tengen was still trying to catch his breath, hair clinging to his sweaty forehead. You laughed to yourself, your husband smiling down at you.

“Well, I could definitely go for a shower now.” You sighed as your husband helped you sit up. “I agree.” His finger hooked under your chin as he brought your lips to his, kissing you over and over. His free hand rested on your lower back, the other cupping your ass while you two made out. Tengen hugged you closer, your chests pressing up against one another’s.

He pulled away from the kiss, “come on, let’s get cleaned up.”

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sickslimez · 1 year

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THE LIGHT!

SYNOPSIS…you remember the last moments you had with your ex boyfriend, eddie munson

WARNINGS…ex gf!reader, stranger things 4 spoilers, death, mentions of blood, break up, arguments, crying, just pure angst, not proofread

OTHER…make sure to like and reblog if you enjoyed

The town of Hawkins, Indiana was in a state of shock and panic. Large "earthquakes" had hit the town hard like no other in history. Residents were either reported dead or missing. Others were fleeing the town as fast as they could, tired of one tragedy after the other. First the disappearance of Will Byers, the "chemical leak" from the lab, the fire at Starcourt Mall, the deaths of Chrissy Cunningham, Fred Benson, Patrick McKinney, and now the earthquakes. They were oblivious to the truth. The truth of the upside down. The truth of an alternate dimension. The truth that Eddie Munson was no monster to this town, that he had nothing to do with those three kids deaths. Because he, too, was a victim.

Your ex boyfriend Eddie Munson, the boy you swore you would never talk to again after he broke your heart, won it over again after fighting like hell with him through your new discovery of the upside down. That's right, you now finally knew what was causing all the tragedies in this small town. Befriending Dustin, Max, Lucas, Steve, Nancy, Robin, and Erica gave you no choice but to learn about hell itself. You'll never forget the day they came knocking on your door asking if Eddie was at your house, hiding. You were clueless to what was going on. But soon enough, you found out.

Days of running, hiding, and fearing for your friends lives, especially your ex boyfriend's made you realize that maybe you were still in love with him. And it made Eddie realize that maybe he was still in love with you. After dating someone for over a year, and breaking up with them abruptly, it would be pretty hard to forget about them. And that's exactly what happened. You and Eddie never forgot about each other no matter how much you ignored one another in the halls, in class, and in the cafeteria. So when you found out he was missing, of course you agreed to help find him. You knew Eddie like no other.

You figured where he would be hiding since he had no other other place to go, Reefer Ricks. Eddie's dealer. And that's where you guys found him, tucked away and hiding, fear plastered across his pale face as his hands shook with the jagged beer bottle in his hand. You had never seen him like that, not a day in your life. Not ever since you've known him. You don't know what happened but that wasn't the Eddie you knew. He was scared, on edge and fearful of everyone and everything. And when he finally explained what happened that night in his trailer, everyone was silent. But everyone knew, Eddie Munson, did not kill Chrissy Cunningham.

It was awkward sitting beside him and keeping lookout while the others went out and tried to figure out what the hell was happening. You and Eddie haven't spoke in over a month, recalling how he broke up with you so suddenly in his bedroom that night. You swallowed thickly at the thought.

"Eddie, what is going on with you?" You questioned, looking up at him from your position on the bed. He was silent, shuffling through his tapes on the other side of the bedroom. He's been acting stranger for weeks now. Shutting you down, not talking to you, and overall distancing himself away from you. You brought your knees up to your chest, your eyes watching him carefully, "Eddie." You called to him again. "Not right now." He quickly answered, dismissing your question. "Just answer the fucking question." You sighed.

Eddie slowly turned to look at you, tossing the tape on his already messy dresser. "Look," Eddie sighed, running his hands down his face, "we need to breakup." His words so sudden. His eyes looked into yours, like he was staring right into your soul. And as those words rolled off of his tongue, it felt like your ears began to burn and your chest began to tighten. All of the energy you had just a second ago disappeared into thin air as you just sat on his bed and looked at him like he was stupid.

Eddie's lips parted like he wanted to say something to you but within a blink of an eye, you quickly got up off of his bed, snatching your shoes off of his floor and began storming down the hall. "Y/n!" Eddie chased after you. Tears began to sting your eyes as you slipped on your shoes at the front door. "Y/n, let's talk about it." Eddie pleaded, grabbing onto your arm. "Don't. Touch. Me." You pushed him off of you, teary eyes looking back at him before you left the trailer, slamming the door behind you. Eddie opened the door, chasing after you, "y/n!" He called out. You ignored him, hugging yourself as you walked home in the dead of night.

That was the last time you ever talked to him. That night would break your heart in two. And it broke Eddie's too. He didn't want to break up with you believe it or not, he loved you. You were his girl. But insecurities got the better of him. People at school were starting to say things about him and you, about your relationship. Usually, he wouldn’t be the one to care, but when it came to you…he did. And Eddie became scared. Scared that you would start believing what these people had to say. So before you broke his heart, he broke yours. A shitty way of dealing with things because ultimately, it still didn't turn out the way he wanted. His eyes would drift over to your figure in the lunchroom when you walked in. Or he would closely watch you in class, still smiling at the way you squint your eyes when stuck on a question.

But when he saw your face in the midst of the others that came looking for him, his heart began beating rapidly. You came looking for him. And over the next few hellish days, you and Eddie found each other again. The small smiles shared with each other, the loving look in each others eyes when you had a conversation, the instinct to protect and care for one another no matter the situation, the small soft touches you two shared, and the laughs to help rid of the bad thoughts. Eddie wasn't a monster. Eddie didn't kill those teenagers. You were feared for him. Feared for his future. Even if you all came out of this alive, how would anyone believe that Eddie didn't kill Chrissy and the others?

They wouldn't.

But you were so stuck on helping him, helping him even when he broke your heart because deep down, you still had love for him. Deep down, that smile still made your stomach do flips. And those eyes, when you saw they were stripped of their light, you wanted to do anything to bring it back. And over the course of the hellish few days you and the group went through, the light would shine a little bit...but never fully return no matter how hard you tried. You wanted your Eddie back. And you couldn't get him.

Eddie had it all figured out. Distract the bats with you and Dustin and run into the trailer and hide there until the others completed their part of the plan. At least he thought he had it all figured out. But when those bats came rushing into the trailer, leaving the three of you no choice but to climb back through the gate, Eddie's plans changed. Within an instant his brain flipped a switch. Even if he did go back to Hawkins—the real Hawkins, life would be no different. He would still be a wanted man. A murderer in everyone's eyes.

The light completely faded.

As you stared up at him, fear struck your heart when he looked back up at you, muttering an "I'm sorry" to you and Dustin before slicing the rope—your only way of getting in and out of the upside down. He disappeared from your sight, your ears ringing and hands shaking as Dustin screamed for Eddie beside you. Why couldn't you speak? Maybe because you thought this time, you had it figured out. You thought you wouldn't lose him again.

You thought you wouldn't lose him at all.

"Eddie!" You screamed, limping your way over to where you saw the horde of flying bats. You whimpered at the throbbing pain in your ankle, but that was just a small amount of pain compared to what you were about to witness. "Eddie?!" You screamed again, your voice echoing through the empty trailer park as red lighting flooded the sky and thunder clapped soon after it. Your eyes darted around, dead bats everywhere. "Y...y/n." You heard someone mumble.

A body lay in between all the dead bats. A body you recognized immediately. Your breath hitched and eyes widened as you limped your way over to Eddie, falling to your knees at his side. "Eddie? No, no, no." You mumbled as tears came pouring from your eyes. "Looks bad, huh?" Eddie joked, coughing up blood. "Dustin!" You screamed for his name, trying to pull Eddie up. "You're gonna be okay. We're gonna get you to a hospital!" You endured the pain in your ankle as you dragged Eddie's limp, weak body only a few inches across the ground before he protested. "I-I can't." He looked at you, eyes boring into yours.

You gave in, falling to your knees, Eddie's head on your lap as you held him in your arms. Your eyes scanned over him, clothes shredded, blood staining the once dirty 'hellfire club' t-shirt he wore so loud and proud. You sniffled, looking down at him. "I'm sorry." Eddie abruptly spoke, brings his hands up to hold onto your forearm. "Stop. No." You shook your head as you saw tears roll down from the corner of his eyes. "Y/n!" Dustin shouted. "Dustin! Dustin, help!" You cried out, holding Eddie tightly against you.

"I'm sorry for not telling you why." Eddie clutched onto the fabric of your sweater, catching your attention. "What?" You questioned, tears still falling from your eyes. "Why I broke your heart that day." Eddie said weakly. You could feel him getting colder. Tears came pouring out as he spoke those words. "You can tell me when we get out of here, okay?" You slightly shook him. Eddie smiled up at you weakly. He never wanted to stop looking away from you. Eddie could feel himself slipping. There won't be another time to tell you.

"Eddie?! Oh god! Eddie!" Dustin's vision immediately began to blur as tears formed. His hands frantically moved around, trying to help, trying to do something. "Hey, man." Eddie smiled, looking at Dustin. Dustin held onto Eddie's hand, holding tightly, as he looked at you. Dustin could see in your eyes, it was already too late. Neither of you could save Eddie. "I was scared to lose you—always was. So I hurt myself before you could. Stupid idea." Eddie slowly turned to look back at you, letting out a painful chuckle. "Shut up." Harsh sobs racked your body, your head hanging low. "You never did lose me—never will." You sniffled, hugging him tighter. A tear slipped from Eddies eye as he looked at you.

The light returned.

"I love you, y/n." Eddie's voice was hoarse and weak, his grip on your sweatshirt still as tight. You let out a cry, tears falling down your face and onto his shirt. You never thought you would hear those words from him again. In the back of your mind, you wanted this to be different. Maybe he would say it again at prom night, or graduation, or when he planned on stealing your heart back by handing you a bouquet of your favorite flowers and chocolate. Eddie always loved you. Never stopped. "I...I love you too." Your voice shook. Eddie couldn't stop smiling, even if he knew he was dying. "I love you too, man." Eddie looked at Dustin. Dustin couldn't control himself, playing with the fabric of Eddie's leather jacket, before nodding, "I love you too." He choked out, tears falling from his cheeks.

Eddie couldn't find the strength to hold on anymore. That smile of his faded. His grip on your sweatshirt weakening. His eyes began to drift away in another direction, looking off into the distance. "Eddie?" You asked, beginning to panic.

His hand dropped.

"Eddie!" You screamed, shaking him. He wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing. Dustin turned away from the sight in front of him, clenching his eyes shut as he loudly sobbed, hunched over. He felt sick to his stomach. "No, no. Eddie." You mumbled weakly, hugging his body close to yours. You wished so desperately for him to just wrap his arms around you and hug you back. "Come on. Eddie!" You cried out. "Wake up!" You cradled him, looking down at his face. Lip quivering, you choked out a sob. "Please wake up." You mumbled against his skin, your lips on his forehead. Clenching your eyes shut, tears fell. You puckered your lips, placing a soft, warm kiss on his cold skin.

The last kiss.

Now here you were. Sitting at the bench in the woods behind Hawkins High. A place where you and Eddie would hang out so frequently. Fingers traced over the initials carved into the old wood. Yours and his—a heart surrounding them. You frowned, tracing his initial with your index finger. This was the only quiet place left in town after the "earthquakes" hit. It was always quiet. Just you and him, coming out here to do whatever stupid teenagers do when they're dumb and in love.

Heart aching, you felt tears swell up in your eyes. "Why?" You asked aloud almost in a whisper, like he was sitting across from you on the other side of the bench. Why? Because Eddie Munson was no murderer. Eddie Munson was no leader of a cult. Eddie Munson was just a stupid kid who liked to play dungeons and dragons. Eddie Munson was a stupid kid who liked to play guitar and dreamed about making it big one day with his band. Eddie Munson was just a stupid kid who liked to listen to metal and have fun. Eddie Munson was a stupid kid who was still in love with ex girlfriend. But most of all, Eddie Munson was Eddie Munson.

And that Eddie Munson, saved you— saved everyone in this shitty town that treated him like trash. They won't know. They never would. But you would. Dustin would. Nancy would. Steve would. Robin would. Lucas would. Erica would. Max would. The hero of Hawkins. Laying your head down on the wooden bench, you still had your hand over the initial. Forever and always. Tears stained the wood as you cried silently to yourself. He was himself until the end. "I love you, Eddie." The light in his eyes returned that one fateful day, and never left.

Never.

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TASTE ME! — TOJI FUSHIGURO

SYNOPSIS…toji comes home from work tired and exhausted but all he wants to do is taste you

WARNINGS…fem!reader, business man!toji, oral (fem receiving), toji just being pussy drunk, praise, not proofread

OTHER…make sure to like and reblog if you enjoyed

Toji was a hard working man. He got up every morning, bright and early to make money and take care of you. He was the type of husband who thought a man should always take care of his wife no matter what. And that’s what Toji did. You were laying on the couch, blanket over your body as a random show played on the television. Excitement filled your body as you heard the front door open, Toji walking in with his usual suit and tie.

“Hi, baby.” You greeted him with a smile, shutting off the television. Toji sighed, dropping his suitcase at the front door. Brows furrowed as you looked at him, he looked stressed and tired, his eyes sunken in. Toji greeted you with a grunt, loosening the tie around his neck as he slowly made his way over to you. All that was on Toji’s mind right now was tasting you. He doesn’t know why, but he’s been thinking about this all day—just coming home to his pretty wife and tasting her.

“Work stress you out today?” You asked as he slowly removed the covers from your legs. “Yeah.” He spoke in a whisper, eyes focusing on the pajama shorts you had on. “Wanna talk about it?” Your fingers grazed through his black hair, eyes focused on the scar that adorned the corner of his lip. “No…just wanna taste you.” His fingers gripped the hem of your shorts, gently pulling on them. You weren’t shocked at his request. This wasn’t the first time Toji came home stressed and the only remedy was to eat your pussy. But still, it made you a little flustered.

“You sure that’s what will help?” You slightly lifted your hips, allowing him to slowly pull your shorts and panties down your legs. Toji nodded, tossing the articles of clothing to the side as he dropped to his knees. He was like a starved man every time he ate you out. You squeezed your legs together, his gaze making you nervous. “Open them for me. Wanna see how good you look.” His voice was husky. Slowly lifting your legs, you spread them. Toji’s breath hitched, your cunt only a few inches away from his face.

“Thank you, baby.” Toji’s strong and muscular arms wrapped around your thighs, pulling your hips closer to his face. You whimpered as you felt his hot breath hit your clit, teasing you. Toji eventually couldn’t help himself, his tongue diving in between your folds causing you to gasp. He loved hearing that gasp you always did when his tongue makes contact with your clit. He smirked to himself as he felt your fingers entangle in his dark hair.

Toji lapped at your pussy, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head at your taste and smell. He was obsessed with it. He was obsessed with you. “Always taste so good.” He mumbled against your cunt, pushing his face in deeper as his tongue flicked your clit. “Yes, right there Toji.” You bit your bottom lip, brows furrowing at the shot of pleasure coursing through your body. “Right there, sweetheart?” Toji looked up at you devilish eyes, sucking on your clit which nearly sent you into overdrive. He knew your pussy like the back of his hand. He knew what made you feel good and what didn’t. He knew what could make you cum instantly and when you were close.

And with that knowledge, Toji plunged two fingers into your sopping cunt. He chuckled as you light a loud whine, your back arching off of the couch. He let out a groan before spitting onto your cunt, watching as it dripping down your folds. “You’re gonna make me cum, baby.” You breathed heavily, watching as you husband devoured you like you were his last meal. “Such a pretty pussy. It’s leaking all over my fingers.” Toji continued to pump his fingers in and out of you, hot tongue focusing on your sensitive clit. “Oh shit!” You gasped, your hips bucking up against his face.

Toji let out a low groan as you were practically smothering him. But he didn’t mind. If he could die like this right now, he’d have no problem with it. He could feel you gummy walls spasm around his fingers while his tongue moved in circles. Fingers gripped his hair tighter as you rode his face. That familiar heat began pooling in your stomach as your heartbeat grew faster. “It’s feels so fucking good! I’m gonna cum!” You whimpered. Toji locked eyes with yours, “I know, pretty girl. Cum for me.”

With that look in his eye and those encouraging words, you let loose. Your legs began to shake and you walls clenched around his fingers as loud moans filled the living room. “Fuck! Fuck!” You cried out, Toji still pumping his fingers while he sucked on your clit. That man was on a mission to take your soul with the way he was eating you. “Toji!” You moaned, pushing his head away as you legs threatened to close from the overstimulation. He soon lifted his head and removed his fingers with a low and soft chuckle.

He licked his fingers clean, tasting every bit of you. “Thank you for that, sweetheart.” He smirked at you. You clenched your legs shut, eyeing him with a fucked out look on your face, “I didn’t even get a kiss before you decided to eat me out.” You pouted. “Oh I’m so sorry, baby.” Toji leaned in, his lips connecting with yours as you two shared a sloppy kiss. He was making sure you could taste yourself, hand coming up to grip your neck slightly. As you both pulled away, Toji looked down at you, “I fucking love tasting you.”

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