megumi : okkotsu-senpai is our only senpai i can openly respect
megumi : he also is the strongest among us
yuta, embarrassed : fushiguro don't say that haha...
nobara, looking yuta up and down : yeah no way. maki-senpai would crush this loser using her little finger only
nobara : she is so strong
yuta: yeah she is the best at hand-to-hand combat
nobara : and at using cursed weapons
yuta : and she doesn't even possess cursed energy!
nobara : that's right she is so hard-working
yuta : and strong-willed
nobara : and smart
yuta : and confident
nobara : and authoritative
yuta : and kind
nobara : and humble
yuta : and funny
nobara : and pretty
yuta : elegant
nobara: beautiful
yuta : graceful
nobara : stunning
nobara and yuta : she is perfect
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Maki x male reader
→ can’t stop thinking about her she’s so fucking fine
𓆩𖤐𓆪 sub!reader, dacrophilia, reader is tied up, overstimulation, pegging, anal sex, reader says no more but she listens, jealousy, Gojo mentioned once (lol), Maki is 30 reader is 20 something
Maki runs her finger down the sweaty slope of your stomach and you tremble, her thin fingers leaving a hot trail on your skin, kissing the dip of your belly button as she drawls them back up. Her smile is so sinister, pink lips perked in a sideways smirk.
She tugs against the rope restraints on your wrists and you whine at the friction, it has to have been hours since you were stuck like this. Your hands tied together, bent upward in praying position so that ‘she could toy with you just how you like.’ That’s what she’d said. You’re stuck, drooling over the head of a rubbery red ball, slobber running down your cheeks and wetting the creases of your neck.
You try to say her name but it’s nothing but a garbled moan over the material and she shushes you.
“No, no sweetheart,” she coos pouting her lips, and clicking her tongue on her teeth, rolling her hips as the plastic cock connected to her leather holster pushes into you deep, and your overstimulated body shivers and twitches, she giggles. “You look so sweet like this, can’t let you go can I?” She scratches your scalp, uncaring of the tangle it’ll leave behind, and then runs the sweat slicked finger down your cheek.
She shifts her hips again and your back arches like a tight bow, bristles snapping off the wood. She doesn’t stop but pushes your stomach down with force making you clench, your thighs that are wrapped around her back squeeze her and you wriggling against the sensation.
“Puhhhh, ma-hii..” your eyes roll back and globs of wet tears stream down your face, replacing the cold dried ones with warmth. She leans in over you, circling her hips in and out, she holds one of your hands that’s tied to the other and coo’s at you. The fact that her dick is plastic is purely why you’ve been going to—well—really no end in sight.
She can’t feel that your abused inside, hot and puffy and so, so tired. You whine again as she picks up the pace, your dick so spent and out of it that it hasn’t grown hard the last two times you came, you’re sure if you’re made to cum anymore you might pass right out. Her hand is guided to hold the side of your face and you lean into it, she rubs her thumb there before she trails her hand back to the clip,
Freeing your mouth of the gag you hadn’t realized your teeth sunk into. You pant and moan when your oral airway is freed, heaving heavy breathes in and out, twisting your face back and forth before she grounds you, tapping your cheek to make you look back at her.
“Where are you baby hmm? There you are, comin’ back to me right?”
“Uhh… huh—” you groan out as her pace stills yet unwavering to pull out. She’s older than you, and she uses it to embarrass you. Talking down on you and spoiling you endlessly with words and praise she never otherwise would. She takes the pride of your little man heart and crushes it into dust that she must be seasoning her food with, that’s the only plausible way she could have so much control over you.
“What’s wrong huh sweet boy?” She shakes your head with her hand. “Though you liked it? Couldn’t stop touching yourself to the thought Gojo-sensei, thought you wanted to be fucked real good.. was I wrong to assume?” She resumes the languid roll of her hips, deciding she didn’t want you to talk or answer. Only wanting you to take it.
Your face is completely discolored, hot and messy with fluids you didn’t know your body could secrete, she does things to you—things you don’t necessarily understand. Your teeth suck on your bottom lip, lewd noises so high pitched you aren’t sure whether she can hear you or not over the slap of her thighs on your ass.
“Think he’d be rougher than me baby? Or do you think he’d be soft with you, take his time.. fuck you good and deep just like this..” her hips practically lift you off the mattress, your toes curl inward.
“ah-uh! M-Maki, Maki—” you huff and bounce against her and she finally groans, rough and clenching her teeth.
“Shame we never did this before sweetheart, you take cock like a champ!” She laughs picking up her pace, “one more for me sweetheart.. m’so jealous… need you to show me I’m the only one.” Her pleading eyes melt straight through your bones, and even though you know it’s fake, you can’t help it. She was the one who asked, if you had one free fuck who would it be, and now you realize it was all a trap. She is a competitive player though, you should’ve seen it from a mile away.
“The only one who can make you cum like this right?” With just a graze of your prostate your cock trembles, barely even a drop drips from the swollen tip and you cry—literal tears—the burning sensation so hot in your stomach you think you might be melting on the inside.
“Maki! Maki p-p-pu—lease! no, no, noo,” she laughs at you, looking with a quirked brow as she adjusts her hips inside you one last time to bask in the pathetic tired face you make, before relieving you of the pressure.
“Alright, alright crybaby,” she kisses your forehead,
“D-don’t l-let… g-go” you whine, and you feel the vibration of her answer in her chest as she rubs your arm.
“I won’t.”
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