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Endurance

Pairing: Yuji Itadori/fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ content [minors dni!!] pussy drunk!yuji. cockwarming. super fluffy. [he's aged up, ofc.]

Word count: 1.8k

YUJI’S groan is one of pleasure.

You’re giving it your best effort to stifle the tiny giggle that’s bubbling up your throat as you watch your lovely boyfriend tip his head back further into the fluffy pillow that’s long since turned flat underneath the head of salmon-pink hair.

His eyes flutter shut as he does it; long, thick eyelashes fluttering against cheeks that are tinted with a colour that reminds you of fresh strawberries, at best. You watch as the irises of summer honey hide from view when you lean in to place a kiss upon the tip of his nose. Its bridge crinkles slightly when he smiles. You can't believe how adorable he's acting and looking; with his skin glowing from sweat and his hair damp and tossled.

The satisfaction your movement brings makes dopamine course Yuji’s veins in steady waves of heat as his cock buries itself even deeper inside your doting warmth. Every muscle within his lean body loosens up and turns slack underneath your weight until he can’t even keep his jaw from hanging slightly open. He’s in heaven. Absolute nirvana.

“You doin’ okay, baby,” you ask sweetly, the girlish giggle that’s still forcing its way out of your mouth making your voice waver slightly, “‘cause you seem to be a bit out of it.”

You can feel his heartbeat jump in rhythm as you run your hands along his broad, naked chest - nails scraping along the faint, albeit firm lines that are his abs. When you trace his waistline with a single fingertip, his stomach quivers and recoils underneath the touch from how ticklish he is.

But what he also is: is marvelous to look at. And even better to touch. Gosh, you’re so lucky that he’s all yours to marvel at. If you could, you’d carry him inside your pocket at all times - in the breast pocket of your favourite jacket, specifically. So that he’d be able to remain right next to your heart forever and always.

“Mhmmm,” he hums in answer quietly, the depth of his voice definition of pure, awestruck daze. He breaks your daydream and brings you ever so gently back to earth when he says, “‘s just that it feels so… Ah, so good.”

“What feels good, Yuji?”

The beam you offer him when his hands wrap around your hips lazily is angelic. His fingers dig deep into the plush flesh; thumbs stroking the very top of your thighs in slow, tender strokes. The affection is executed like he plans of never letting go. Perhaps he won't, if he ever decides on what the perfect place to rest his palms upon is.

Good. Nobody said that you wanted him to let go of you, anyways.

“You,” he replies tiredly now, forcing his eyes open just enough that you can see how dark and hazy the colour inside has turned. Staring at it while the orange rays of the late afternoon sun hits it just right, you realize that the shade reminds you of liquid gold. But in reality: it's even richer than that.

“Me?” Your smile turns into something just slightly more sinister and greedy at the praise; like a smirk of a proud feline after it’s done something naughty, like pushed a potted plant down the windowsill. You slowly roll your hips against his own in a single circular motion that makes his toes curl against the mattress as you ask, “I feel good, baby?”

“Yes…! Oh, fuck, yeah.” The breath he sucks in through gritted teeth is sharp when you repeat your sinful actions, “You feel so good, baby. Your pussy is so cute and it feels so fuckin’ good wrapped around my dick like tha-that, god. I missed it s’much… Missed you.”

You can’t help but quirk a brow down at your other half in pure amusement, now. Yuji hasn’t gotten the chance to slam you for only three days while you’ve been away on a short trip to visit your relatives, and already he’s this dazed? This pussy drunk? Come to think of it, he indeed does look like his brain might be getting a little fuzzy and uncapable of proper thought.

Goodness, this man truly does love you to the moon and back. There’s no doubt about it, judging how he responds to you and only you.

“I missed you, too,” you reply quietly, placing a lovely kiss upon his panting mouth. The adorable smacking noise it produces makes you both laugh quietly, despite that the way your insides clench with the laugh makes him want to cum right then and there.

It’s the reason why his grip around your hips tightens and turns into something more tenacious and demanding. He can see your slick leaking as you begin to bounce on top of him, now; as well as the way it makes his cock glisten with the same milky arousal like he's been watching in porn for the last three - absolutely horrid - days he's spent without you.

He can't stop staring, already blown-wide pupils dilating to fixate on the lewd glimmer more properly. Every time you lift your hips, he watches it gather in a decent ring at the base. Oh, damn. It’s too much. It’s too hot.

He’s going to bust a circuit if he doesn’t do something stat. The overstimulation is wonderful, but it also means that he won’t be able to enjoy it for long.

So, just as you slam back down in that same leisurely languid movement, he pushes you even lower. Until your pussy is kissing his abdomen and he’s penetrating a soft, gushy spot within you that makes you squirm on top of him and your breath hitch in the back of your throat.

He forces you to stay put this time around. Watches you through hooded eyes that look so heavy with lust and something so dangerously carnal, that you’re wondering how he can possibly keep them open still.

You can feel his dick throbbing inside you. How big and hot and goddamn girthy it is. He’s so hard that it hurts. That even though you’re drenched like a slut in the peak of her heat, the stretch still burns hot. It’s delicious and it makes your eyes want to roll into the back of your head as your insides begin to blaze from being stuffed this full; especially when his fingers stroke the lump that’s bulging against your lower tummy.

He's overtaken your capacity completely and you're turning slightly dumb because of it.

A small moan leaves your lips as Yuji keeps prodding his fingers into your stomach - keeps trying to feel the ridge of his dick that's pushing underneath your soft skin. And he looks so fucking proud whilst doing it, too. Men.

“Baby,” you question, voice breathless and cracking with need, “somethin’ the matter?”

You need him to move. Need him to do something before it starts to hurt for real.

“No, no, no,” he whines quietly, shaking his head against the pillow almost frantically as you try to squirm in his tight hold, “nothin’ the matter, cutie. Jus’ don’t wanna cum too soon.”

A pout forms on your lips at his answer. You’ve been dating for nearly six months, and he’s still insecure about that? Nonsense. “Nothing is wrong if you cum a bit early, Yuji. It-... It feels good when you do, and we can always go for round two. You know that.”

He smiles a faint beam of appreciation of how quick and eager you are to soothe his worries, despite that they aren’t there. “Yeah, I know all of that. I just don’t wanna yet.”

A few moments pass before you get what he means. “You don’t wanna pull out yet?”

“Yeah.” He blushes so hard that even the tips of his ears are searing red. He’s losing brain cells with every second you spend sitting on his dick, but he doesn’t care. It’s just so fucking good that he might as well become a brain-dead man. “So, can we, mm… Can we stay like this for a little while? Pretty please.”

He’s asking you so nicely; so sweetly. How can you possibly say no to a kind, handsome face like that? A face that looks at you with such raw, potent love in its eyes and presents you with the brightest, most heart-warming smile you’ve ever seen?

“I didn’t know that you had a thing for cockwarming,” you murmur softly, nuzzling the tip of your nose into the crook of his neck. You can hear him chuckle quietly as you inhale his fresh scent that you’ve missed so much in the course of the three days you’ve been gone. He smells like summer, but looks like spring.

“Shush,” he says as his rough fingertips stroke your spine in loving swoops and caresses. He can feel how you tremble on top of him with every breath you both share inside the dimly-lit bedroom; how your pussy pulsates and tightens around him needily as he keeps stretching your tender walls apart, apart, apart - trying to make room for that beast he owns between his legs. “And stop trying to pretend like you don’t like it, baby. I can feel you clenching around me.”

It’s true. You’re ready to burst at the sweet torture he’s making you go through. Ready to begin rutting against him like a needy, little kitty to chase that tasty friction that’s needed to make you tip over the edge. But as soon as his thick fingers run through your hair and tug at the roots adoringly, it’s game over.

“Yuji,” you cry out, warm, sticky slick trickling right down to his balls when he angles himself better and forces his way even deeper inside of you. Tears are brimming your waterline at the way he's poking at your cervix, now. He’s going to tear you apart by not even moving at all. He’s going to turn your insides to mush, damn him.

Your boyfriend makes you look at him before he kisses you; his mouth hot as it latches upon your own in a gentle flicker of tongue and needy clashing of teeth. The way your saliva exchanges, how he explores and glides over every flat surface of your front teeth and the arch of your mouth is mesmerizing. It feels like pure appreciation and gratitude for what he’s making you bear through.

It’s almost like you’re being worshipped, in a way. Being told the most lewd 'thank you'.

“I love you,” Yuji mumbles in-between one especially heated kiss as his teeth nip on your swollen bottom lip that’s raw from all the affection it’s received, “so please be a good girl for me and take it, yeah? Just a lil’ bit longer, baby. I know you can.”

And just the way he says it so firmly; like he truly is ready to go all-in and bet all of his money on you, is enough to make you settle for nothing else but steely endurance.

#time to be horny on main

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