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echosage · 4 months
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૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა ₊˚✧JUJUTSU KAISEN LINKS PT.2 !!
MDNI !! | CW: Anal, degradation, doggy, riding, titty sucking, thigh job, pussy spanking, spanking, fingering, masturbation, blowjob, pussy eating, double dildo, cheating?
A/N : I'm so so grateful for the love in my first post! Thank you all so much, tell me if you'd like a part 3, and tell me what characters should i put, and what other fandoms should i do! ♡
Pt.1 | Pt.3
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₊˚✧ Megumi Fushiguro !!
Megumi playing with ur kitty.
Megumi eating you and fingering you.
Giving him a deep throat.
Getting spanked by step brother Megumi.
Teasing Megumi.
Riding Megumi.
Megumi swears his hand slipped.
Taking you from behind his is dream.
Megumi with you after a long day of having to deal with Satoru, Yuji, and Nobara.
₊˚✧ Nanami Kento !!
Nanami is tired of your bratty demeanor, so he gives you what you want, but meanly.
When Nanami comes home and you're asleep, he can't resist your little sleepy face.
Nanami making you hump his feet for being a brat all day.
Fucking you nice and firm.
Taking you like this is therapeutic for him.
Fingering you while he drives.
Filled up by Nanami.
₊˚✧ Yuji Itadori !!
A thigh job should be enough for Yuji.
Yuji after he found out you cheated w Sukuna.
He loves your ass more than anything.
Yuji taking you with so much love and devotion.
Before going to sleep, you like to tease Yuji a bit.
Yuji at your house a week later after saying he was done with you.
Perv!Yuji finally fucking your pretty pussy.
Yuji using his strenght so you don't do anything.
₊˚✧ Shiu Kong !!
Shiu taking you so lovingly because you've been such a good girl for him.
Shiu folding you after a long day of shopping.
He loves roleplaying with you.
Shiu teasing your two holes.
Shiu giving you proper discipline.
Being needy, but Shiu can't leave the fucking cigarrette.
Sucking Shiu off after he comes home stressed from work.
Shiu taking you doggy style, loving how your back arches.
He loves the view of your tits when you ride him.
Breeding you nice and full of his seed.
₊˚✧ Higuruma Hiromi !!
He loves it wet and messy.
Higuruma craves this view when you ride him.
Taking you on a vacation, so when you fuck, you can't keep your eyes off the landscape.
Higuruma is secretly a loser who loves thighs.
Higuruma fucking you carefully in his office, he doesn't want anyone finding out he fuck his assistant.
Higuruma needs his stress reliever after a rough case.
Higuruma letting you suck him like a baby.
He tries to be rough, but he loves you so much he can't imagine of hurting your little body.
Higuruma didn't want to be mean, but you deserve it after being a whore all day with his co-workers.
Higuruma fucking you from behind.
₊˚✧ Maki Zen'in !!
Maki making you feel so good.
Kissing session w Maki.
This is the only way Maki can put some sense into you.
Maki taming your bratty ass.
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venereaes-ruins · 2 months
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Twitter Links for Gojo, Nanami, Megumi, and Maki
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✩──────────✩──────────✩───────✩ Warnings: JJK x fem bodies, Content warnings next to the relevant links ✩──────────✩──────────✩───────✩ Satoru Gojo Gojo breaking in the new robe he bought you After streamer!Gojo ends stream early Anniversary trip with Gojo Movie Nights with Gojo Fucking Gojo in the car before Ijichi comes back ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ◦: ✧✲✧ :◦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━
Nanami Kento
Showing Nanami the nails he paid for Nanami can’t help but hold on to you Rough sex with Nanami
CW: Choking Thanking Nanami for letting you be his passenger princess No matter how you fuck Nanami's always gonna focus on you
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Megumi Fushiguro Megumi punishes you for acting bratty Megumi refuses to do anything half-assed when it comes to you Megumi can't help but lose himself inside you Trying something new with Megumi Distracting Megumi from his books ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ◦: ✧✲✧ :◦ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ Maki Zenin Maki can't get enough of your body Birthday party with Maki and Nobara Maki showing you the shirt she got while shopping Eating out with Maki Massage turned to pleasing you Maki pleasing her pillow princess
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pseudowho · 13 days
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The Rebounds
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When your boyfriend dumps you, Maki and Yuuta know exactly how to cheer you up.
I don't normally write "aged up" fics but...here we go.
Warnings: 18+, soft!Dom Yuuta and less-soft!Dom Maki (bit of a drill sergeant really), lingerie, sex toys, threesome, double-penetration, alcohol use
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"You're...breaking up with me? After everything I've done for you-- don't you dare hang up-- bastard!"
You flung your phone across the sofa, burying your face in your hands, barely suppressing a tearful, infuriated scream. He was shit, but he was yours, and he had the audacity to toss you out like yesterday's newspaper--
A knock on your door. Not caring who it was, you snapped, shouting.
"Fuck off! I'm not home."
"Hey! Lose the attitude." Your door swept open with a bang, rattling against the wall. Maki stepped in without apology, dropping a bagged Cursed weapon on your doorstep, "You're the one who asked me to bring this--...what's up with you? Are you crying?"
Yuuta peered in behind Maki, dark hangdog eyes spotting you, concerned; "Crying? Hey, what's happened?" Yuuta nudged past Maki, stepping over to you, and grasping your shoulders, soft calloused hands surprisingly strong against your skin.
Arms around your knees, you hid your face, ashamed for being such a blotchy mess; "He dumped me. Just...called me up, and dumped me. Like I'm trash."
Yuuta's face crumpled for you, the briefest flash of anger, overlaid with sympathy. He opened his mouth to speak, Maki interrupting.
"Finally. That piece of shit was never worth yo--"
"Maki," chided Yuuta, still stroking your shoulders, gripping and possessive. Maki tsked, arms folded, turning aside, hovering between you and the door.
"...you shouldn't waste your time worrying about that guy," Maki offered, voice tight but softer now. She was silent for a moment, and Yuuta looked to her, silent agreement passing between them.
"She's right," offered Yuuta, bright, wiping the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs, cupping your tearstained face. Yuuta looked to Maki again, a glint of something odd in his eyes. Maki nodded, barely perceptible.
"...in fact, you should come with us. We're going out! Dinner, drinks...we'll show you a good time instead, yeah?"
You prickled with shame again, eyes squeezing shut as Yuuta shushed you, pulling you to your feet, pushing you to Maki who began to bustle you to your bedroom while you argued weakly; "--...no, guys, I-- I'm not third wheeling, I don't need you to take me with you out of pity-- I'm interrupting--"
They spoke over you, Yuuta still holding you by the shoulders from behind while Maki perused your wardrobe.
"--'third wheeling', psh--"
"How could we ever pity our lovely friend--'
"--not interrupting anything, what do you think this is, huh--"
"Just some drinks, some dinner, maybe a bit of shopping..."
Maki held up a little red dress, looking to Yuuta; Yuuta nodded. Maki flicked her hand at Yuuta, banishing him from the room, before stepping to you, brandishing the dress.
"Get changed," she ordered, "or I'll do it for you."
You pouted, grumbling, beginning to strip while Maki rummaged for shoes. She pulled out some trainers, comparing them to your dress. Her eyes narrowed at you, half dressed, turning aside again and holding the shoes out to you.
"These. You'll look...cute." You scoffed, brushing your hair, making yourself presentable.
When you stepped out, Yuuta looked you up and down approvingly, catching Maki's eye again with that same unreadable glint; "His loss! You're our pretty girl for today then, huh?" You blushed, churlish that their attempts to cheer you up were working.
And treat you well they did, knowing you as only old friends do. Within a few hours, you found yourself smiling again, laughing alongside them as you ate, all of you handsy and affectionate; Maki, feeding you as Yuuta took photos of you both, eyes soft and full of love; Yuuta, reaching over to whirl little circles on your inner wrist; both of them, leaning in close, pressing against you as you broke down, sobbing quietly into your soju.
You hiccuped, the floral alcohol cut with your salty tears; "I just...I just don't understand why...why I'm not good enough..." you gulped, knocking back another shot.
"You're beautiful," Maki snipped, bluntly refilling all of your glasses, "and he couldn't see that." She slipped an arm round you from behind, her fine slim fingers coiling over your hip, stroking you.
"But we can," Yuuta cooed, "and we'll treat you like you deserve to be treated...because you are beautiful." His fingers continued to draw soft circles on your palm, your inner wrist, heading up your soft sensitive forearm. You shivered, the alcohol making your nerves electric, receptive. Yuuta smiled at your shiver, face leaned on one palm, eyes dark as they trailed, intoxicated, down your body. He sighed.
"I don't think she believes us, you know," he said to Maki. Maki huffed, her fingertips kneading at your hip as she tugged you closer. She took another shot, refilling her glass and pressing it to your lips.
"Open up," she commanded, smirking as you swallowed, some of the sweet wine dripping down your neck and breasts in your haste. You felt Maki's breath catch as her eyes followed the droplet.
"You're all sticky," Maki chastised, her finger grazing the drop away, pressing into your mouth so you could suck it off her finger, "...messy girl." Your skin burned, feeling like forbidden fruit beneath their touch. Yuuta watched you suck the soju off Maki's finger, the strange glimmer in his eyes growing deeper as his head dipped downwards, fringe flicking forward over his eyes.
"You're right," he hummed to Maki, whirling his glass, eyes still dipped and flinty as he took in Maki's arm around your waist; the way she pressed a kiss to your temple; how you slumped against her, supple and seeking warmth; how your fingers twitched as his drew hearts over your inner arm.
"She is messy," Yuuta continued, finishing the last of the soju, "we should...get her cleaned up, huh?" Maki smiled into your hair, humming, laughing as you trembled under her warm, botanical breath.
"Guys," you hummed, swoopy and warm with the drink, "you don't have to do this--"
"Have to?" Yuuta laughed, pulling you forwards by the forearm so you were nose to nose with him for a moment, close enough that his lips brushed against yours as he spoke, farqq enough to almost be an accident; "We don't have to...we want to. You deserve the best date. Right, Maki?"
Maki was already up, a smile at the corner of her mouth as she helped you to stand. You blushed, sputtering.
"--a date, I--guys--"
"Friends can go on dates," Maki insisted, her arm round your waist as Yuuta loped beside you, bopping his forehead to your shoulder, "but while we're here...there's something I'd like to get. Come on."
You were steered into a lingerie shop, suddenly surrounded by fragrant musk, silk, lace and erotica. You laughed as Yuuta gripped you by the waist, twirling you in the low lights. He smiled, pulling you into his deceptive softness, penetrating your defences. He dipped you back to some unheard tune, leaning down to bracket you, whispering;
"See anything you like?"
With his gaze fixed firmly on you, your eyes caressed the bras, chemises, the beautiful indulgent treasures. Yuuta saw your eyes linger on a set, and nosed your jaw;
"That one, huh? You're so pretty anyway, and that one would be..." Yuuta left the sentence unfinished, and you became acutely aware of his closeness, body flush to his lean strength, something so dangerously hypnotic about him. You felt undressed, already, in his arms.
Maki had reappeared, a subtle paper bag in her hands. She communicated wordlessly with Yuuta, again, following your gaze. Rifling through the rails, and casting an appraising eye over your body, Maki settled and headed to pay. Opening your mouth to argue again, your breath caught as Yuuta pulled you up from your dip, the drink and attention rushing to your head once more, feeling so loved, so wanted. Maki cast her eyes up and down you both, slow, predatory.
"Home?" So much unspoken promise, from just one word. Maki's eyes lapped at your body, enough to make you tremble. Yuuta and Maki held you between them. You could hardly remember the journey home, their touches edging you somewhere between uncertainty and euphoria. You accepted it without question, as you had always accepted their love.
Stepping into your apartment, Yuuta closed the door behind you. He stayed with his back to you, fingers tapping against the door handle. You had leaned, head tipped back against the wall, sighing, softly drunk, heartbeat between your legs. You tipped your head to look at Yuuta questioningly as he spoke, his voice quiet and measured.
"Hey, Maki...go and get set up, yeah? I don't...I don't think I can wait any longer," he finished weakly, laughter on his breath. Maki smirked, her burns like a bed of rose petals in the low light.
"Alright." Maki leaned in, pressing lingering kisses to your forehead, your nose, hovering just so above your lips. Her fingertips brushed your jaw, and she whispered; "Yuuta's gonna get you warmed up, okay baby?"
Maki walked away, taking your breath with her. Yuuta filled the gap, and you burned alive under their attentions, his hands pressed to the wall either side of you, trapping you in his gravity.
"What do you deserve, pretty girl?" He whispered, shaky with restraint. All the wrong answers tried to claw their way out of you; Yuuta's eyes beseeched you to choose better for yourself, his lips achingly close to yours. You bit, to Yuuta's satisfied smile, choosing better.
"Y-you," you stuttered, meltingly desperate, "I deserve you."
Yuuta responded with a kiss; his self-restraint snapped, and he overlaid your body with his against the wall, melding to you as his hands tangled into your hair and his mouth to yours. You could taste the soju on his tongue, and you moaned softly, opening your mouth to him. Yuuta responded in kind, tilting your head to the side, his palms cupping your face, lips wet and trembling.
You could feel the breaths caught in his chest as his tongue stroked against yours, fingernails scratching at your scalp, hot and needy. Yuuta shunted his knee forward between your thighs, pinning you against the wall, one hand dropping to your hip, brushing under the hem of your dress to yank you down, pussy flush against his wiry thigh.
Pulling back, panting, Yuuta squeezed your cheeks in one hand, forcing your lips into a pout. Gritting his teeth, growling softly through them, he gave your face a gentle affectionate shake; "You taste like peaches, cutie, I always knew you would."
You squirmed, rutting yourself on his thigh, eager for relief in your aching core. Still squeezing your cheeks, giving them one soft slap, Yuuta tipped your face so you looked down at his thigh, his cock straining against the material of his trousers.
"I'll be honest...we've been waiting for you to break up with him. Even better that he ditched you...should we send him some pictures? Huh?" Reaching into his pocket, pulling out his phone, Yuuta turned your squished pouting face to the camera, and, pressing his lips hard to your puffy cheek, took a photo.
Yuuta groaned to feel you still humping him, desperate for friction. His hands dropped to your hips, rutting you against his thigh. He bit his lip, breathless, shaky as he tucked up your dress, watching your wet underwear barely covering your pussy, sliding against him. He laughed, soft, barely holding himself back from lifting you up and taking you against the wall.
"Oh baby," he teased, "not like this-- you deserve better--...and Maki's feeling left out, right?"
You jumped to hear Maki's voice to your right, head tipping as Yuuta lapped lazily at the fabric covering your nipples, spit seeping through, warm and wet; "I dunno...you two are putting on quite a show. Come to the bedroom. Date's not over yet." Yuuta moaned against your breasts, feeling their plush heave against his lips, his cock jumping against his thigh.
"Come on, peaches," he whispered, breath cooling your spit-wet breasts, "You've got a pretty outfit...it's Maki's turn with you...and I wanna watch."
Yuuta drew back from you, panting, gripping his cock through the light fabric of his trousers. If Maki hadn't stepped in, lifting you, wrapping your legs round her waist, your trembling knees would surely have given out. Nuzzling her nose against your mouth, stealing light kisses along the way, Maki chuckled, smirking; "You taste like Yuuta." You bit your lip, suddenly shy, nuzzling your face into Maki's neck as she laid you down softly onto your bed.
The room flickered with dulcet candlelight, smelling something fruity and familiar. Maki stood over you, taking a sip from a bottle as Yuuta crept in behind you, settling in an armchair beside the bed, still pawing at his aching cock.
"Wait-- Maki-- don't swallow...you should let her have a taste," Yuuta pressed, watching with hungry, hooded eyes as Maki hummed, smiling down at you. She leaned over you, one knee pressed between your thighs, one arm over your head, and pressed her pursed lips to yours. Kissing deeply and forming a seal, Maki slowly eked her tongue between your lips, drops of warm peach soju moving from her mouth to yours.
The body-warmed fumes rose up your nose, filling you with sweet botanical delight, bringing you back to the hazy drunk warmth you had felt during dinner, as Yuuta had stroked your arm so sweetly. Maki deepened the kiss, thrumming with excitement as she heard Yuuta unbuckle and unzip himself, letting his cock fall, hard and twitching, onto his belly.
Maki pulled your dress down your shoulders, trapping your arms for a moment, until they released, the red fabric sliding all the way down and pooling over your lap. Maki grasped your underwear with it, shooting Yuuta a wicked look; "Don't look-- she isn't dressed yet."
Yuuta laughed, one hand lazily pumping his cock, and he brought the other up over his eyes, still grinning. You couldn't take your eyes off him, stroking himself to Maki kissing peaches into you, masturbating to her rolling your clothes down off your body. Yuuta listened instead, his hearing piqued to the soft fabric rustle of your dress hitting the floor, and Maki lifting the dusty-rose chemise out of the bag.
"Taste like a peach...look like a peach," she pressed, brushing the chemise over your bare breasts, mouth watering at how your nipples pebbled and peaked under the sheer chiffon. Maki leaned into you again, ghosting her lips over yours; she caught your eyes, dragging your gaze over to Yuuta, biting her lip-- "If you think Yuuta's cock looks pretty now...wait until you're all dressed up."
"Maki!" Yuuta whined, his cock pre-cum-wet and twitching in his fist, his eyes still covered, "Stop. You'll make me blush." He paused, his hand and breath hesitant, "Is she...is she watching me?"
Maki grinned, wicked; "mmmmmhm." Yuuta groaned, long and anguished, squeezing the base of his cock again to stop himself from spilling over his lap, squeezing the hand over his eyes. Maki only laughed, standing back, pacing like an animal as you slipped into the pink chemise, split at the front, lighter than blossoms.
"Oh, Yuuta...you should see her," Maki praised, and you blushed, feeling so much more desirable under the gaze of a beautiful woman over a man, "she really is lovely." Yuuta had slowly dropped his hand from his eyes, hand cupping his cockhead with a shiver as he drank you in, supple and glassy-eyed beneath Maki, who rolled two pink rubber buds between her fingers.
Taking another sip of her soju, leaning in to kiss you again, you felt Maki graze something over the barely-there fabric covering your nipples. Suddenly so thirsty, lifting your hands to tangle in her short hair, Maki moaned into you as you kissed harder, drinking from her, desperate for more. Finally, you spoke.
"Maki, I-- don't leave me like this, give me something," you whimpered, your clit throbbing and needy, knowing you needed the barest of touches to bring you to completion.
"Don't be a brat," Maki chastised, making you blush and bite your lip up at her, "Or can you not wait? Do you want me to stop? Yuuta, shall I stop?"
"No!" You cried, you and Yuuta simultaneous in your desperation, him edging his weeping cock so fervently, you thrumming with the need for release, the day's little touches and promises and drink, all rolling into the slowest orgasm you had ever had built.
Maki smirked, and abruptly clamped two rubbery clips over your nipples, pinched hard beneath rosy fabric. You squealed, and cried out, bucking as she switched them on, sharp vibrations shooting through your nipples, tugging like a fishing line, making your clit throb with need.
Maki watched you writhe, slowly stripping her own clothes, hesitating for a moment as her burns became bare in the candlelight. Yuuta felt her, shaking with closely controlled restraint as he looked at her and you, eyes sticky-sweet.
"--my two beautiful girls, huh?" He grinned, circling his cockhead with a wet thumb, "...how did I...ever get so lucky?" Maki blushed, biting her lip as she finished stripping, looking down at you, mewling and squirming, in awe. She knelt down over you, smiling, a long, vibrating dildo at her fingertips.
"Yeah...you're right. We struck gold." Maki watched you, captivated as you babbled, whimpering, begging, tears streaming down into your hair. Yuuta felt a drip of sweat run down his chest, unbuttoning himself, letting his top sit open, releasing his cock with clenched knuckles, eager not to spend himself until he could be inside you.
Maki squeezed lube onto your glistening pussy, making you jolt and shiver with the sudden cold, until Maki shushed you again, kissing you firmly; "Be patient...I'll warm it up." You and Yuuta moaned, both twisting in divine bliss as Maki slipped her slim fingers between your folds, finding your clit with the expert precision of another woman, circling it with two delicate fingers, alternating pressure, toying with you.
"Inside," Yuuta barked, authoritative in his desperation, huffing, his cock twitching against his belly, "--tell me-- tell me how she feels, Maki." Maki obliged, her fingers dipping lower, grazing over your entrance, covering you with cum-slick lube.
"...silky..." Maki described, to Yuuta's chipped groans, "...and..." Maki hit your knees with her own, spreading your thighs wide, baring you to her, and she plunged two fingers deep inside your fluttering cunt, gasping with delight, "...tight...like wet velvet."
Yuuta cursed under his breath, his head tipped back, hand clasped over his mouth as he began to pump his cock again, jerking himself back to the edge. Maki pumped her fingers into your sloppy pussy, bringing one thumb up to work on your clit.
You came embarrassingly fast, the accumulated touches throughout the course of the day too much, and you felt your arousal trickle out over Maki's fingers. Her eyes furious with focus, Maki continued to thrust her fingers in and out of you, her thumb moving to stimulate your clit from another angle, expert in her gentle overstimulation.
Maki bit her lip, thrilled by her own unmet need, throbbing under Yuuta's obsessive stare. The self-denial while watching you fall apart beneath her was delicious. You cried out, clutching her arms, trying to wiggle your hips away from her as she yanked you back to her, hushing you.
"Come on, baby," she pushed, "just one more...then you can have Yuuta's cock, 'cos he can't last any longer." One sideways glance to Yuuta, arched backwards and serene with the edge of his orgasm, sent you over the edge again, and he gripped the base of his cock once more as you arched, crying out, lights popping in your vision and fizzing down your body.
"Maki--" Yuuta urged, voice brittle with need, "--my turn-- need her now--" Maki huffed at Yuuta's lack of self-restraint, smirking at him, whining, hand wet with pre-cum. Maki lifted you up off the bed, soft and floppy, knees still hanging over the edge, and Yuuta slipped underneath you, mirroring your position, eagerly lining the tip of his cock up with your entrance. As he moved to push into you, his arms gripping you from behind, an arresting clasp across your chest and belly, Maki gripped him by the cock, stopping him as he cried out, voice hoarse.
"Hey, did I say she was ready?" Maki sniped, rolling her eyes as you and Yuuta moaned and argued with her. Her hands still covered in lube, she took the vibrating dildo she'd been fingering for so long, rolling it in lube and your generous, sticky cum. You trembled, reading Maki's intent immediately.
"Maki, I-- they won't-- won't both fit," you squeaked, Maki humming at your meagre protests as she rubbed the dildo at your entrance, switching on the vibration and edging it slowly past your swollen, puffy entrance.
"I dunno," she mused, "I wanna see how fast Yuuta cums like this." Yuuta shuddered, his cock still gripped in Maki's hand, Yuuta squeezing you harder above him as you trembled and shook, the dildo hitting your cervix, sending vibrations deep into your belly.
Maki stroked Yuuta's cock, throbbing in her hand as he bucked, teeth gritted, sweating with restraint; "Maki," he snapped, "let me fuck her-- I swear to god I'll kick your--"
"--careful special grade. Don't threaten me with a good time." Yuuta coughed, tormented, blinkered by his own impending orgasm as you writhed, blinded by your own pleasure in his arms. Maki was almost overcome by the sight of you both in blissful agony beneath her, almost cumming untouched, the tension of the build-up so much better than the payoff.
Maki finally released him, dropping to her knees between yours and Yuuta's. She lifted your legs, draping them over Yuuta's thighs, and pushed Yuuta's knees, forcing your legs to spread. She kept the dildo vibrating inside you, juddering with incoordinate twitches now, floating above yourself.
Finally released, Yuuta bit into your shoulder, groaning in your ear as his cock started to press into you alongside the vibrating dildo, stretching your pussy more than it had ever been stretched, so full, from cunt to belly; "Just hold onto me, peaches, yeah?"
In one swift thrust, Yuuta bottomed out, shouting and cursing, his cock gripped by the slick, impossibly tight heat of your pussy, the dildo vibrating relentlessly against the underside of his length.
"--oh my--shit, Maki, 's too muc, fuck! Ohhh fuck-- fuck-- fuck--"
Maki leaned in, two fingers rolling over her clit as she lapped yours into her mouth, flicking her tongue across you, sucking, nipping, tasting the peach lube she had covered you with. Lost in this semi-drunk haze, she continued to edge herself to the sight of you, spasming in forced orgasm after orgasm, under her mouth.
Yuuta rutted up into you helplessly, arms shaking around you. His seed spattered your cervix and the dildo white, cumming so violently that he curled in on himself beneath you, forcing you to curl with him. Maki watched it all, pupils blown, stroking her clit just enough to keep herself from orgasm.
You continued to pant and whimper, still so full, your pussy clenching urgently, wildly overstimulated. Maki took pity on you both, switching the dildo off, slipping it out of you and letting it drop with a wet cum-splatter. It pulled Yuuta's dripping cock out with it, and you whined, suddenly so empty, Yuuta nuzzling and kissing your cheeks, trying to bring you both down from your high. He chuckled, breathless in your ear
"What a date, huh? You should get dumped again, sometime."
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dadsbongos · 4 months
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jennifer's body - z.maki
part of the jjk movie marathon event / movie selection
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warnings - vaginal fingering *nerd emoji*, thigh riding, maki's the top as per usual, car sex, you're a whiny bitch but maki's into it, potential cum eating
word count - 2.2 K / rating - R
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Maki detests a lot of things, but above every single one of those things - she detests being put on missions with you most of all.
“Eek!” Maki’s balance is hardly thrown off despite the way you rip her arm to your chest. You hug her close and push your cheek to her shoulder, “Please protect me, Maki!”
She snorts, looking down at you curled around her form, “You’re a grade two, you know? You don’t have to hide behind me.”
Feeling the impression of your lips molding into a pout against her, you ‘hmph’, continuing down the creaky, dank hall, “A grade two can still be scared!”
Naturally, yes. However, the degree of fear you commonly express makes teaming with you such a hassle. Though not necessarily because she finds it annoying.
Maki feels your skittish fingers dance down to hers, and she clasps your hand tightly. Her heart throbs uncomfortably at the idea of your poor brain all stressed and overheating, skin chilled, and throat too tight to speak. A terrible thing that is. Yes, she hates it more than anything else in the world.
So Maki walks just a pace quicker than you, ensuring she’s upfront. But no matter that, she is not the one to suffer this mission’s great blowback.
As if freshly blistering up from between the floorboards, a puffy, mushroom-shaped spore oozes from beneath your boot. Mustard yellow curd gushes onto the ground from each pore with a soft puff of orange gas into the air.
“Damn!” Maki curls an arm around your waist and tucks you behind her.
The particles cling to your nose, itching and irritating; they claw down your throat and paint over the front of your uniform.
By the time Maki has splattered the curse, you’re feverish. Still coughing up dust and reaching out for her.
“Are you okay?” she cradles your sweltering frame in her broad hands.
“Car,” you wheeze out, falling into her stronger frame, “We need to get outta here.”
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Your thighs squeeze together, hips mindlessly squirming into the sticky leather of the backseat. Leaning into Maki, you take her arm again, breasts squishing against her firm muscles and pressing her hand between the clench of your thighs. Her palm digs into the meat of your inner thighs and it takes about 60% of your brain power to keep from humping her hand.
Pressing your face to her neck, you know she can feel the softness of your lips on her smooth skin. You know she can feel the hot puffs of your words, “Maki… Maki I think we should pull over…”
“What?” her cheeks go pink, eyes falling to you from beneath her lenses. Her other hand comes up to cup your cheek, it burns beneath her skin, “Talk to me, huh? What’re you feeling?”
“Hmm,” you turn into the feeling of her cupping your cheek, and your gaze finds Maki’s crinkled face. Eyes wide beneath furrowed brows, lips down in a frown, “I feel so hot, Maki, please- “ you jerk up, rutting against her hand, “Please pull over!”
The car doesn’t stop. Maki moves her hand from your cheek to press against your feverish forehead. She barks over at Ijichi, “Hey, pull over!”
You all jerk at the sudden stop before Ijichi shamefully restarts the car to more carefully move off the side of the road. He turns in the driver’s seat to look at the pair of you, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. You think it’s cuter when Maki does it.
Oh, Maki.
You blink up at her lazily. Lashes fluttering. She reddens more at the movement, you like that.
“Maki,” you whisper, low enough so even Ijichi can’t hear, “I think it was an aphrodisiac.”
She looks away, pointlessly, to the back support cushions behind you. Her chin tucks close to her chest and you can hear the strain in her throat to whisper back just as low, “Can you hold out until we see Ieiri?”
“Mh-hmm,” you shake your head, thighs tightening around Maki’s hand and now using 80% of your brain power to not shamelessly grind on her, “No way…”
You need her. ‘Starved in a dungeon for weeks, and you finally see a fresh loaf of bread’ kind of need.
Maki feels something ugly burrow into her chest at the idea of Ijichi seeing you so weak and bothered. And something uglier arrives when she realizes it isn’t just because you’re an impaired friend - she doesn’t even want Shoko seeing you like this if she can help it. Looking over at Ijichi, Maki jerks her head towards the door.
“Wh-what?” Ijichi stutters out, head lowering.
“Get out!” she snaps.
“Yes, ma’am!” Ijichi jumps out of the car, slamming the door shut in the process.
Maki watches him shuffle towards the trunk and stand with his back facing the vehicle. He twiddles his thumbs and stares down the empty road. She thinks he might be pouting after getting yelled at. She doesn’t spend much time on the thought before you’re sitting up on your knees.
Her hand is (sadly) free from between your legs and you drop her arm to shakily place both your hands on her shoulders. You settle onto one of her thighs, arms curling around her neck. Your nose nudges hers and you press a kiss on Maki’s cheek.
She can feel how warm you are through your thin tights. Unsurely, Maki’s hands find your hips, “What should I…?”
You hum, moving to her other cheek and kissing there, too, “I need you, Maki.”
Her hands squeeze your hips. To stop you or ground herself, she isn’t sure. Both works, probably. Right?
“You’ll regret it later,” now, Maki’s hands try lifting you off of her thigh, “It’s not a good idea.”
“No!” you wail, nails digging into Maki’s shoulders, hips stubbornly remaining in place. You rear back to bat your lashes at her again, chest rising and falling with your gasping breaths, “Won’t regret it, I promise…” your hips lower on her thick thigh, she tenses below you, “I love you, Maki,” you kiss her cheek again, hoping to tempt her, “Love you so much. Need you so bad.
90% of your brain power goes towards not humping her leg like a dog.
She’s frozen solid, your feverish cheek presses to hers and you pray it melts through her icy exterior.
“So jealous of Yuuta,” you murmur, moving to ghost your lips over hers. They’re so much softer than you thought they’d be, and they taste like cherry chapstick. The kind that reminds you of cough syrup, “Talking about him ‘n’ how strong he is… I hate it. ‘m not stronger than you, Maki, but ‘m better than Yuuta,” you feel her grin, her body jolting to life as two hands find the sides of your face, “Just wanna show you that I’m better than Yuuta.”
“You’re jealous,” she ‘tsk’s, “but you’re the one calling Okkotsu by his given name.”
“Don’t be mad…” you fight against her hold on your head and purse your lips against hers, a chaste kiss from you to her, “I love Maki, not Yuuta.”
100% of your brain power is put into your self-control. It overheats your brain and Maki can almost hear the gears churning, smell the smoke pouring from your ears when you finally give up and rut down into her thigh with a shaky gasp. You roll your hips against her thigh once again to test her reaction - she flexes her leg and her hands fly down to your hips to guide your movement.
“Are you sure?”
You sigh against her lips when your clit catches sweetly on her thigh, nodding frantically and rubbing against her thigh faster, “Please, Maki? I’ll go totally crazy if you keep making me beg…”
She snickers against your lips, pausing to kiss you again while dragging your cunt over her flexed thigh, “Sorry.”
A pitchy whine is strangled in the back of your throat, the fire in your gut only burning hotter. Quickly unsatisfied with the dulling sensation between your legs, “Need more, Maki. ‘s not enough.”
Pulling back, Maki pushes up the leg you sit on, hoping to dig out the burning spores under your skin. She tilts her head, “What should I- what do you want?”
But you simply whine in response. Throwing your head back and grinding fruitlessly against her muscled thigh.
“Sorry, sorry,” she muttered, fingers abandoning your sides to dance up under your skirt, “So needy, you know that?”
“Hmph!” you lift your bobbing head to glare at the woman beneath you.
“What?” her nails bite into the snug, thin material of your tights. You gasp when the sharp pop of her fingers bursting the cloth rings out, she snickers at your doe-eyed stare, “They COMME des GARÇONS or something?”
Before you can begin jutting out your bottom lip and squirming off your tights by yourself, Maki worms her fingers through the gape and rips sideways. The warmth of her hand cups against your hot sex, the wet patch on your panties clinging to her skin. The sensation sends tingles down her spine. Down her spine and swirling around to her gut, swelling as you grind down into the heel of her palm.
“Please,” you lean down, pressing your forehead to hers. Heat fanning from your cheeks, and Maki can feel it. You know she can. You know she likes it, “Need you inside me, Maki.”
Her lithe fingers pull your panties to the side before running the pads of her middlemost fingers along your slit. Wetness glides down her skin, her head pitches up and her lips pucker. You meet her in the middle - soft and cherry-flavored - as her fingers slide inside you.
“So wet,” she muses against your lips, “I just slipped in, honey.”
“Need you,” you cant your hips down onto her fingers, “Need you so bad…”
“You really love me?” it could be teasing, but if you pry back the thickened, scarred skin beneath her uniform - you could feel that mushiness in her question. That softness of needing to know how you feel. Needing to know this isn’t a lie that some infection has conjured inside you.
“I love you!” her thumb nudges into your puffy clit, loosely swiping the characters of her name across the bundle. Fingers crooking up in an almost frenzied search for the little spot to put hearts in your eyes. You squeeze your arms tight around her neck, back arching and chest pressing close to Maki’s face, “Love you s’much, Maki! Wanna be your girl…”
She barely catches the admission over your whining moans.
“I’ll make you mine,” she juts her chin at you, “I’ll make all you mine.”
You squeal as she stirs the bubbling, electrified pot inside you, hips rocking down so you’re practically riding her fingers. Arms pulling back, you cup Maki’s soft cheeks and trap her head in place. Once again, your lips find hers.
Her wrist flexes with the force of her thrusting fingers, eagerly chasing the sensation of your velvety cunt sucking her deep inside you. The sloppy, crude sound of your wetness squelching out with every stroke inside your cunt makes her lightheaded. Her thumb quickens against your clit, and your thighs quiver on either side of her own.
“So pretty when you’re falling apart for me,” Maki rests her head against the seat, eyes lazily crawling along your form. She grins, wolfish in nature - like she could scarf you down whole if she pleased, “Really wanna be my girl, baby?”
She could.
“God, yes!” you firmly plant yourself against the heel of Maki’s palm, knocking her thumb off balance and grinding into the meat of her hand. Your juices drip down her hand as she continues to finger you in the backseat, watching the muscles in your thighs tense.
You’d let her.
“Then cum for me, yeah?”
A final press into your g-spot. One last nudge of your clit against her palm. Only one more peck of your lips to hers.
And you’re going limp, save for the unsteady twitching of your hips as the last of your release drools into Maki’s hand. Your head crashes down onto Maki’s shoulder, eyes drooping.
You yawn and Maki slowly pulls out of you, bracing her other hand against your hip to keep you from collapsing entirely. She settles you to slump fully on her lap. Her eyes stray to your cum, webbing between her fingers.
She wants it in her mouth. To slurp up the very essence of you and taste you on her tongue. But she pauses before committing.
That gas - powder? particles? poison? - could be contagious.
Though, if it were, she would’ve gotten it when kissing you, right?
But it could also be the sexual nature - the fact she’s ingesting your cum - that would spread it.
Looking down at you, your closed eyes and parted lips - if you aren’t sleeping, you’re definitely on your way. The heat is subsiding and your breathing has evened out.
There’ll be more opportunities later, she supposes. Mournfully, Maki wipes her sodden hand against her skirt before calling a shaky, flustered Ijichi back to the car.
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planetflorxa · 1 year
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Kissing in the bathroom Kissing in the bathroom
NOTICE!!!!- “…” is used for the person you are fucking. Think about who ever you want. I thought about mikasa, hange and yae miko. This story is rated e for everybody who is afab. No color stated, height, or weight. Also hair texture, color or style. This was just a spur of the moment. It’s not really proof read. Sorry…
warnings: Fingering, Kissing, Strap usage, Semi public sex, Bathroom sex, and Aggressive partner. This is a WLW story. She/her pronouns used for …
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Y/n: i hope nobody catch us
… : but i kinda hope they catch us
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“I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick” you said looking at … and excusing yourself from the table.
… looked down at her phone to see a notification from you that read:
come to the bathroom please
They looked around at everyone who were busy with their own conversation to noticed anything she was doing. So she got up and smiled at the people who she was eating dinner with a walked calmly to the bathroom. 

She knew what was about to happen. Nobody knew you guys were dating so it was light teases, ass caresses where no one could see and sneaking off to the bathroom where she would ruin you as quickly as you walked in the bathroom because she knew for a fact you could handle it because if you dating her you had no choice. She was rough and aggressive during sex she didn’t know how to be anything else. You didn’t mind it though. You loved it. It felt amazing.
she kept making her way through your shared friends house. Oh how she loved having straight rich friends. Lowkey she strongly disliked these people they were the reason why you had to hide the relationship in the first place. They were friends of the family and take all that out they were cool people but add that back in they were annoying, nosy, and, selfish.
before she knew it she was at the bathroom she was about to knock but you flung the door open like you knew she was coming.
“Finally” you said pulling her into the bathroom and locking door. She took notice of that. “i’ve missed touching you” You whispered as you ran your hand up her chest giving them a light squeeze on the way up to her neck. Which you had to reach up and touch seeing as though she was taller than you. “hmm you missed me baby why? i’ve been sitting next to you the whole night” she said with a stoic look looking you dead in the eyes “You know what i mean” you sighed confidence diminishing finding it hard to look her in the eye “Yeah i know what you mean baby i know” She turned you around towards the sink. “Sit up here for me” You hopped up on the sink getting impatient she was just looking you not doing anything and it made you so frustrated.
“If you’re gonna do something please do it now” “so impatient for what” she said walking towards you “We don’t have all the time in the world you know” She moved closer to you and moved you hair out of the way a bit so she can bend down to your ear “with how quick you cum I think we do” she put her lips on yours harshly and unexpectedly taking your breath away. Her tongue ran across yours taking immediate control. She grabbed your hips not waiting to break the kiss and dragged you off the sink. She made her way over to the door and pushed you against. All with not breaking the kiss and not coming up for a breath. She took her hand and shoved it down your pants. You knees almost gave out with anticipation of what’s coming. “mmm you’re so wet and it’s only for me” She then stuffed two fingers into you and at the same time she unlocked the door. it was a dangerous game you guys were playing except you didn’t know you were playing. She pushed her fingers deeper before getting annoyed. “take the panties off hurry up” And you did. You snatched them off as fast and hard as you could.
You reached you hand out to her handing them to her knowing she wanted them. She put them in her pocket and went right back to kissing and fingering you. You struggled to kiss her back and she loved it. It made her so wet to feel like she had so much control over you. She took her other hand and started choking you and broke the kiss. Not hard though just enough so you can feel woozy. Her fingers didn’t stop though. She made an effort to hit your sweet spot every time. It felt so good. You felt overwhelmed. Tears started flowing down your cheeks and plump lips. “Are these tears for me?“ “Uh huh please i need more i know you have it on i saw it” “okay turn to the sink then greedy” it was unclear who was really greedy based on the way she bent you over the sink so fast. “You better cum quick” “always”
She rubbed the strap up and down your pussy getting it as wet as she could before plunging in and immediately going hard. “fuckkk~please wait” You said reaching your hand back trying to slow her down but to your disadvantage she grabbed it and used it to hold while she’s fucking you.
Knock knock knock
“[NAME] you’ve been in there for a while are you okay”
“Answer her slut” she said bending down and whispering in your ear only for you to hear. “Yes i’m okay il- i’ll be out in a bit” “okay have you seen …” “Oh she’s in here to I’m fixing her make up” “Ouu can i come in too” She twisted the knob the door slowly creaked open and you saw her through the mirror smirking. this game very dangerous and you’re now aware that you’re playing it and you’ve been losing. You pushed her out the way and shut the door back legs wobbling and all. “We’re almost done it’s no use we’ll be out in a second” “OKAY HURRY WERE GONNA GET THE HOMEMADE ICE CREAM OUT”
“What the fuck … are you fucking crazy” You said punching her in the chest “ow why would you do that” “You almost got us caught idiot” “no i think you’re about the be the reason of that” She grabbed you by your hair and slammed you against the sink once again it hurt you felt like you had whiplash. She stuffed the whole thing into you before she was only fucking you half now she has the whole thing deep inside you. “Scream for me i know you wanted to” no~~ ah please slow down” “no you’re gonna cum for me because i wanna taste it” She angled her hips so they plow into your g-spot and that spot only.
“Ahhh-“ she saved you the embarrassment and covered your mouth with her hand not letting up on the pace or depth yet. All that was heard was your muffled moans and squelching. “i know you’re close i need you to come for me baby i wanna eat the cream your gonna give me before i eat theirs” “mmm …~” she thrusted harder making your body weak knees almost buckling “i’m comi-ahh” She slapped her hand over your mouth as quickly as she could “Shhhhh baby i know i know but we can’t let them hear you right” she let you ride out your orgasm as efficiently as she could. She slipped out of you and bent down and started licking up as much as she could trying by her best not to overstimulate you as much,
“Okay stand up look at me” She grabbed you and started fixing your hair. And then she rummaged though the drawers to find a towel she knew would be there due to the previous situations in the bathroom. “Okay i’m gonna clean you up then you’ll be okay right” “yeah i’m okay i’m tired though” “mhm i know” you two finished the bathroom and walked out as if nothing happened.
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uc1wa · 6 months
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18+ minors dni
tags: fem reader, mentions of using a strap, tiny bit of mommy kink
the hard exterior never went anywhere, brain and brawn evident in the way maki zenin held herself. the way she talked and the way her biceps flexed every time she’d do so much as lift her arm to loop around you.
the soft touches she’d leave on your skin, her hand sitting on your lower back the second you’d walk out of your door. it wasn’t with possession, no, she wasn’t worried about somebody snatching your eye.
because just as you were her girl, she was your everything. there wasn’t a single bone without confidence in her body that could tell her otherwise.
you were the one leaning against her when you’d feel her warm palm. your cheek resting against her shoulder as the two of you would walk. your touches that would linger on her scarred skin for longer than they should. your eyes holding onto hers even when she’d look away.
"yes?" she’d ask as the two of you had decided on grabbing a warm drink in the cool autumn morning you’d both stepped into. your eyes tracing every curve of her face as if you’d never seen her before. her eyes refocusing their attention on yours with a quirked eyebrow at the question.
"nothin’," you’d laugh lightly, "not allowed to look at miss. pretty?" you questioned right back, tilting your head in a way that maki thought was cute. her eyebrows scrunching as a smile creeped its way to her lips.
she shakes her head in amusement, her attention now on you. she thanks the heavens that you preferred cold drinks as she sipped on her hot green tea. her black eyes watching the way your tongue darted between your lips to find your straw. the saliva that you glossed your lips with when you licked them before you decided to take another sip. the way your lips parted around the plastic.
though as the thoughts in her head ran wild, her lips stayed in a low smile, eyes neutral while her hand reached across the table to rest atop yours. the hand that she held on the walk home back to your shared place. the hand was was wrapped around your hip as you stood between her legs while she sat in front of you.
"put this on," she said, other hand holding a new tube of the lipgloss you liked. one that she’d bought the day prior, noticing that yours was running low, and that just wouldn’t do.
taking a step closer so that her legs were on either side of your hips, you took it with a smile and a nod. "anything for you, mama," the name of authority made maki’s hand squeeze your hip teasingly. eyes watching the same lips she was earlier. the way the end of the brush would smear shiny gloss over your puffy lips.
"what do ya say?" she asks while you set the gloss beside you, one knee maneuvering its way around her waist while the other does the same. adjusting and moving teasingly to get comfortable, and to put pressure where both of you want it.
"thanks, mommy," when your top row of teeth bite down on your plush lower lip, maki smirks while licking her own. the name egging her to keep a hand holding your waist as the other finds your throat, pulling you to her lips harsh enough to bruise.
her teeth are biting your bottom lip the same way you just were, tasting the gloss that has hints of sugary vanilla. who knew you could taste better?
while her tongue danced with yours, her hand stayed complacent around your throat. guiding you into every movement she wanted you to be in. her hand that was on your waist snaking until it’s holding your hip and pushing you down into her.
maki could eat the soft whimper you gave her as your heat was getting the friction it was begging for. the woman could nearly feel the way you were pulsating on top of her.
the domesticity of your morning made her touches soft and sensual. lingering and meaningful. she wanted to take her time with you and listen to every last whine she could pull out of you. and while she could grab her strap that stuffed you and made you scream, she opted for her fingers, wanting to feel your warmth and the way you clenched around her.
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bakugoushotwife · 5 months
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kinktober day twenty-seven: car sex
>>> no one will read these anyway based off of the reception for nobara, but i wanted to give the ladies some love this time around <3
>>> starring: maki zen'in x curvy!f!reader >>> cw: jealousy, homophobia w the zen'ins, making my own cannon, oral and fingering, car sex, semi-exhibitionism? i don't think so but just in case >>> wc: 1.8k >>> event masterlist:
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formal events were the bane of her existence. she hated all the ritualistic steps of looking presentable for a clan celebration, of all things. maki has never been celebrated amongst her clan and she knows they won’t start anytime soon—so why did she have to show up and celebrate them? even worse, why did she have to drag her girlfriend to such an event? she knows half the elders will spend their time whispering about either her supposed powerlessness or her lesbianism, and the other half would be thinking about it all night long. she hated having to subject you to such nonsense, but her mother insisted–and she knew she’d never hear the end of it from her if she didn’t just suck it up and go. 
so here the two of you are, shoved into the zen’in family banquet hall in a tight fit. maki was absolutely uncomfortable, forced to mingle with people she can’t stand while trying to keep a possessive hold on you. despite the controversial relationship, she wouldn’t let it be lost on anyone. you weren’t here as a plus one or just a friend, you were here as maki’s partner and she wasn’t shy about it. they hate her already, she couldn’t give less of a fuck. her anger will make her the perfect protector too, she won’t allow them to say anything offbeat to you or their reckoning may come early. 
she also hated formal wear. it was impractical and stuffy, and she didn’t like being painted up to the nines, either. at least you looked amazing. you might be enough to make her rethink all her earlier opinions. seeing you tucked into a gorgeous kimono was definitely a lifeline to get her through the night—naobito’s birthday celebrations could perhaps pass harmlessly by with nothing more than the memories of how good you look. the silk highlights your body for days, tight around your chest and flowing down your legs. whereas maki feels completely out of place with rouge and lipstick on he skin, somehow it makes you look even more elegant and graceful. you’re flawless, evidence that maki is indeed good enough to deserve happiness. she keeps your hand in hers for the better part of the evening, fake smiling to some clan members while she keeps her scowl for others, you couldn’t quite find a rhyme or reason to her reactions. it isn’t until she’s pulled away by her sister that you’re able to understand. 
of course you were familiar with the atrocities of the zen’in, and it made you more than just a little uncomfortable to be surrounded by them, but with maki by your side, you knew that no harm would possibly come to you. but with her gone, well. now you’re left wide open. 
they don’t waste any time, a wall of zen’in has formed around you with various men bidding for your attention by offering you drinks and compliments, swearing that a zen’in man could give you a much better time than any woman—but especially one as weak and powerless as maki. their sentiment makes you snarl, but you don’t know how far maki is—meaning you don’t know how crude you can be with all these disgustingly vile creatures. 
“weak? naobito’s birthday or no—we can test that theory.” her sharp voice cuts through the cacophony of others. the men are quieted instantly, and you feel yourself smirk. they start rattling off excuses as to why there should be no fighting here tonight—but you hear the real reason: they’re afraid. 
maki has always been far more powerful than they deign to acknowledge. she’s a talented fighter, and you knew most of these old fuckers would be dead to rights if she really wanted to cause a scene. her presence is scary enough, brows set with a menacing look in her eye. she stares above their heads, making eye contact with you. 
“come. i think it’s time we left, dear.” she extends her hand for you to take, holding the stare of the disgusting old men that came to hit on her girlfriend the moment she stepped away. you skip forward to take her hand, almost giddy at her demeanor as she squeezes your palm in hers. you knew that she was pissed. she was mad when she woke up this morning and remembered this stupid fucking party was today, but now she’s irate. everything she thought would happen, did, and she didn’t feel like subjecting you to any more ogling eyes. she starts to drag you both towards the door, hoping that the hour and a half she had managed to occupy the same space as her family would please her mother enough. not that she quite cared anyway, hearing your little giggles of excitement told her that you knew exactly how she would remedy her bad mood. 
maki has a track record of jealousy, and you knew this time was no exception. this time may be the worst of them all, your girlfriend’s grip on your hand tightening as the driver brings the car around. her mind was racing with the harassments from the crowd, different cousins and uncles offering to show her girlfriend a good time after the party. tch, she didn’t have to wait. she would have you now, the windows of the car are tinted anyway. she opens the backseat of the spacious suv, jutting her chin out to the backseat. 
your feel your face heat up as you obey her, crawling into the back on your hands and knees. maki turns to give the chauffeur a tip, patting his knowing shoulder. she doesn’t much care if people know what she’s about to do to you in this car. in fact, she hopes rumors spread about it. the windows being tinted was all she cared about—no one would get to see her pretty little girlfriend’s faces of pleasure but her. she steps into the car after you and pulls the door closed behind her. she’s thankful for the air conditioning and radio humming lowly in the background, your noses pressed together for a brief moment as she adjusts your seat, pushing you back and ensuring she has enough space in the floorboard. 
you giggle a little, parting your thighs to give her room to sit between. she slinks between them easily, resting her hands on your knees as she peers over her lenses. you lick your lips in anticipation, seeing that anger in her eyes. 
“worked up, babe?” you tease just a little, resting your hand on her head. she raises a brow at you, quietly warning you to watch your attitude. you grin a little, knowing you could push her to her limits after the night that you’ve had—but you’d be the one to reap the consequences. so you lean back against the seat a bit, easing your cunt closer. she looks down at your middle at the movement, but she nods. 
“yeah. i’m a bit worked up.” she groans, bunching your silken skirt up by your thighs. her mouth salivates the closer she leans to the apex of your thighs. she catches your scent, grinning at the arousal already leaking down your legs. “they’re all just dying for a chance at you, hm?” 
you roll your eyes with a satisfied little grin, shaking your head at her. you pull your skirt up some more for her, but you know not to worry about anything further or you’ll further irritate your already ticked off and overzealous girlfriend. “just too scared of you to come around.” you decide to stroke her ego instead. 
she scoffs a little, amusement sparkling in the vast darkness of her emerald eyes. her fingers stroke over the center of your panties, and she hums approvingly at the dampness she can feel beneath. her lips tilt into a smirk, “and you like that?” 
“i love that.” you purr, scratching her scalp a little bit. she smiles softly and pushes the flimsy fabric keeping your cunt from her to the side. she gives you a breathy chuckle, watching the strings of your arousal stick to your panties as she peels them away, she’s enamored. 
“and i love that sloppy pussy, pretty girl.” she whispers, letting her fingers spread your lips apart. you take your lip in between your teeth in anticipation. she lets her slender thumb drag figure eights along your clit, face focused on your hardening tits and shifting face. you’ve always been so sensitive, it’s one of maki’s favorite things about you—how you jerk into her hand as she’s barely touched you, little moans coming from your pursed lips as the sounds of tires squealing outside overtake the music in the car. maki grins—you’re holding up the line, leaving the other zen’in’s no choice but to pull around maki’s signature suv. she chuckles a bit as she leans in, attaching her pink lips to yours, letting her fingers work their magic over your bundle. 
your body drowns in warmth, looking down at your sexy and strong girlfriend giving you head never got old. she always knew how to get you going, possessively shoving you in the back of her car was on the list. you grip at her hair as the pressure from her fingers intensifies, tongue slipping past your lips and straight into the hole—and she moans at the taste of you. your head rolls against the rest behind you, hands weaved into green locks in an effort to grind yourself down on her tongue inside you without moving her fingers. one of her hands pushes your thigh away, keeping you from breaking yet another pair of her glasses. 
she works in perfect time, knowing exactly how to send you over the edge without much work at all. she knows no man could tend to you so easily—making you cum like it was chewing gum or breathing. that’s why only she gets to wear the remnants on her face. you buck into her mouth, whines going high pitched. she taps your thigh, giving you express permission to cum on her face. 
you whimper, the affection in her eyes was enough to send you toppling over the edge. your hips shake, the dam breaking in your gut—your release covers your girlfriend’s tongue as she curls it inside, gathering all the taste of you that she could with a few animalistic moans as she sucks you clean. 
she pants a little as she pulls away from your cunt, tucking your panties back over the mess with a little smile of arrogance. “did that make you feel better, sweetheart?” she asks, pulling your skirt back down as she leans up toward your face. you bend down to meet her, she was still on her knees after all. 
you chuckle, giving her a soft kiss. “i meant to ask you that.” 
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benkeibear · 1 year
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⋆꙳✧༄ How they finger you
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❖ Characters: Nobara, Maki, Momo, Mai
❖ Reader: genderneutral | AFAB
❖ Summary: a short description of how each of them fingers you. Visuals at the 🖤
❖ WARNINGS: at the links!
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☰ Nobara: sub!reader, fingering, clothed sex
Nobara had to watch you in your cute jeans the whole day, getting the perfect view of your ass and it drove her insane. The moment you two got home she had to pull them down, just enough to reveal your little cunt to her. She was kissing you passionately as two of her beautiful fingers thrusted in and out of you until she buried them knuckle deep inside of you to let the pads of her finger massage the spongy spot inside your core. Having you moan her name in such a cute way made her eager to take these pants off of you completely - but only after she had her fun teasing you a while longer. 🖤🖤🖤
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☰ Maki: no dynamic, fingering, clit rubbing, groping, brief cunnilingus at the end
Maki loves having you all to herself, beautifully spread out in front of her so she can watch every reaction as she buries her fingers into your entrance, her thumb rubbing away at your throbbing clit, just the way you need it. The way your body bends and stretches, leaning into her and into her warm hands is what she loves most. Hearing you moan so eager for her gets Maki worked up to the point of her wetness spreading between her own thighs as she works you through your mind numbing high before you can return the favor - the night is still young after all. 🖤🖤🖤
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☰ Momo: sub!leaning reader, fingering, clit rubbing, squirting, mentions of shower sex
Momo can't help herself but push her pretty fingers past your entrance when you're fresh out of the shower. The way you walk around naked with your glowing skin, smelling so sweet drives her insane and she just has to touch you. Her slender fingers curl inside of your velvet walls to massage your sweet spot until you're making a mess out of your previously clean thighs. Seeing the juices run down your beautiful thighs only made her more eager to ruin you further - maybe you two can take a shower together after. 🖤🖤🖤
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☰ Mai: sub!reader, fingering, clit rubbing, mean!Mai, overstimulation
Mai was mean, massaging your insides for what felt like hours in an excruciating slow pace until she had you begging and whining for more. Only when she had enough of the teasing, she pulled her fingers out of your clenching hole so she could spread your slick all over your pretty folds, rubbing fast and harsh over your bundle of nerves to throw you over the edge. Of course she wouldn’t stop after your first orgasm, you were so good for her, you deserve more pleasure, letting you spiral into overstimulation with ease. 🖤🖤🖤
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xxsabitoxx · 2 years
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JJK Characters & Their Kinks
Characters: Itadori, Megumi, Nobara, Maki, Inumaki, Yuta, Gojo, Nanami, Sukuna
Warnings: all characters are of age in this context
A/N: sometimes I forget I can also write Headcanons lol, here is my first round of JJK smut headcanons! I’ll make a part two with more characters if anyone is interested
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Itadori
This boy is definitely a sub — much to Sukuna’s dismay
Bondage — he likes when he is tied or restrained
Sensory play — blind fold him, put ear plugs in, anything that will keep him guessing to what is coming next
Pet names + praising
But he also enjoys the opposite, so name calling & degradation
Thigh grinding — this goes both ways
Gets excited by the idea of doing it in somewhat public locations
He definitely enjoys accidentally turning you on / turning himself on. Like when cuddling for example
He’s ready to try whatever you are interested in
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Megumi
He’s a Dom that won’t admit he’s actually a switch
Loves being in control — so bondage, handcuffs, gags. Anything that gives him power over you
He’s into degrading you, his praise must be earned
Hates the idea of doing anything risky in public
Likes to use toys
Choking. That’s all Imma say
Absolutely had a breeding kink
Megumi is absolutely a sadist. He wants to see you crying
Gets satisfaction out of knowing he is your first time.
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Nobara
Definitely a switch but it depends on her partner
Likes master / pet dynamics
Collars are a personal favorite
She’s pretty sadistic as well, she likes seeing her partner beg, whine and cry
Definitely likes to edge & call her partner names while she does it
Also likes punishing. If you do one thing to piss her off don’t expect to get off that night
Loves doing things in public, more so to you. Like making you wear a vibrator in public
She doesn’t like blindfold, she likes seeing you get teary eyed depending on what she’s doing
Breast / nipple torture & marking
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Maki
Absolutely a dom and there is no other option
Though she does like the idea of someone attempting to dominate her
Super sarcastic and loves to degrade
Instead of edging, she’s into overstimulation. She wants to see her partner crying and screaming her name
She likes knife play
Huge fan of leaving marks, she’d like everyone to know what she did to you
Mommy kink
She loves to be worshiped, she wants you on you knees praising and pleasuring her
Face sitting — this goes both ways
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Inumaki
He’ll be whatever you prefer. He’s more of a sub though. It’s because of his curse technique, it’s just easier for you to do what you want.
Bondage, it goes either way. He’d love to be tied up and restrained but he also loves seeing you that way
Praise is a huge thing for Inumaki
Spitting…that’s all I’ll say
Marking & scratching are big turn ons
I’m not sure if this counts as a kink but… creampies
Low key possessive & gets off to you trying to make him jealous
Overstimulation & edging. Depends on his mood
Oral, he has a fascination with it. Especially when he is giving it.
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Yuta
He gives switch vibes, he’ll be whatever you desire
Somnophilia — with your consent of course
Choking — goes both ways
Pet names and praising. If you want him to mean and degrading, it takes a lot of convincing
Slow, intimate sex & creampies speak to his soul
Spanking & Gags as minor punishments, he can’t bring himself to hurt you
On the contrary, he loves biting and leaving bruises
Temperature play either with ice or hot wax
Doing it in semi public places — like a closet or someone’s guest room for example
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Gojo
He’s a Dom & a pleaser at that
He is into whatever you are into
He loves body worship — both giving and receiving
Getting head is this man’s personal favorite pass time
Breeding kink but uses protection to avoid the consequences
Bondage & blindfolds — shocking to no one lmao
Rough sex is his personal favorite. He wants to see you shaking, whimpering & begging
Objectification & dumbification
Cuckholding, he enjoys seeing you with other people cause he knows you’ll always come back for more
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Nanami
Dom & there is really no changing that in his mind
Master / pet , sir or daddy kink
Bondage — but it’s more so using his tie to bind your wrists together
BDSM — I’m talking paddles, whips, he loves seeing you completely marked and bruised by him
This goes hand in hand with him being a sadist
Humiliation
Edging until you are crying, sometimes you don’t even get to come
Breast / nipple torture
Creampies & breeding kink
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Sukuna
Dom whether you want him to be or not
Breeding kinks with the risks & consequences
Possessive, obsessively so. Scratches and bruises give him satisfaction
Sadist 100% — as well as humiliation
CNC — I’m not elaborating
Master / slave along with dumbification — he wants you 24/7 with no complaints
Orgasm Control & edging
Exhibitionism — Itadori is essentially watching you regardless
Knife play + blood play — again, I’m not gonna elaborate
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chosos-mascara · 1 year
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𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞 𝙯𝙚𝙣'𝙞𝙣 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 - after maki arrives in your home riddled in self-doubt, she learns your true feelings toward her.
𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 - aged up!maki (25), making out, thigh riding, fem bodied reader.
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"I hate her." 
When rage seized Maki, it had done so vigorously. She hadn't learned to handle the burning anger within her, though mostly due to upbringing. Although she'd found the strength to leave her family home while only 15, her twin had not forgiven her deep down. Another failed attempt at making amends with Mai, while Mai had only wished for retribution. Maki had tried her best at reconciling ten years on, but each attempt at forgiveness had been futile. 
The fact Maki had hidden a wavering voice yet could not mask the defeated expression and glassy eyes had meant that she had not been angry. Even if she'd attempted to come off with a strict hate and displeasure, you'd been able to see through the facade. Deep down, Maki was heartbroken. 
Rambling about the events just passed, she kicked her shoes at the door and made herself home. A small detail that made your heart melt; knowing Maki saw your house as a safe-haven. A place of comfort for her wounded heart. 
The truth had been, your love for Maki had been far beyond platonic. Although you hadn't been able to pinpoint a where and how, you'd been left to live through an infatuation with your best friend. Your caring nature had been reciprocated by her protective one, a dynamic in which you'd wished would stem into romanticism, yet wouldn't push the boundary of friendship. Time spent alongside her had your skin prickling and heart racing, nights alone picturing a future in which you'd find the confidence to confess the sin of love. 
When she'd paused in speaking, you'd realised you'd become lost in thought. Maki had awaited your response to her venting. Green eyes stared at you through desperation.  "I'm sorry, I know you wanted to make it work." 
Only a feeble attempt at reassurance had left your lips as the kettle came to boil, the click of the switch and bubble of water filling a heavy atmosphere. When pouring the liquid over tea, steam danced within the porcelain mugs. A temporary reprieve. 
You brought the mugs to the table, seating yourself beside her defeated form. She rested on a knee, foot placed on seat, the other leg in a natural dangling position. Once settled into the worn out wooden chair, a cup before both of you, she continued. 
"I just thought this time would be different." Her gaze dropped, fingers wrapping around the handle. "My own sister hates me." 
"You don't need her." Spoken with brisk pace, you made sure to snub the flames of self-doubt from her mind. Of course, her pain had been valid - a deep cut loathing bestowed so clearly from the Zen'in's had to harbor negativity within her core, but you wouldn't allow the seeds to grow into anything more. If Maki needed to be reassured of her worth, you would provide. Even if that had meant daily, or hourly, you'd be willing to support the girl you'd loved.
"Hm." Her hum of uncertainty had bene voiced into the mug of tea, a sip of warmth and exhale of relief, appraising the beverage's comforting tone. "How are you, anyway?" Her question had ended in reluctant eye contact, a flutter of heart beneath rib as you'd stare back into her soul.  "I'm fine, you know me." A nonchalant response, shrug of shoulders.
"That's it? Fine?" Maki sighed, a shake of her head. "I haven't seen you for weeks, and you have nothing to say?" She scoffed, a smirk of annoyance curving lips. "Don't act so humble. There has to be something you want to vent about." The sudden annoyance spurred on panic within you, mouth opening as your brain had attempted to throw together a response. "There's..." You trailed of in thought, grasping at straws. "A company party next week?" The raise of your voice had made the unsure statement more of a question, though Maki latched onto the topic, relieving you of stress. 
"That's it?" Her exhale had mimicked a laugh, shake of her head. "Why are you being so timid?" Uttered under her breath, she ignored the confusion and instead pushed you further. "At least tell me something more, what about that hot manager - Nanami? Did he make any more moves?" 
You giggled, tilting your head. "I'm not really interested."  "So, what? You're gonna be single forever?" Her pressure had been unwanted, an awkward position she'd twisted you into without comprehending the complicated emotions plaguing you. Opening up about a love life would result in honesty - that being the only person you'd liked in over a year had been her. Though, even before now, past relationships wouldn't work out, lovers seeing through doe eyes and softened expressions directed not to them, but instead your best friend. There was no way you'd find value in someone that hadn't been her.
"I don't mind so much." Brushing off her accusitory tone, you glanced to the mug cupped between palms, debating on whether to take a sip.  "What about Kugisaki?" She questioned you, eyes fixed on your defeated expression.  "No, I like someone else." 
Shit. 
"Really? You like someone? Are they a real person?" Maki smiled teasingly, brow arched in both disbelief and excitement. "Well, who is it?" 
You sat in silence, staring into the drink below you. Dying sunlight no longer reflected within the liquid, an orange glow cast over skin. You felt guilt toward Maki's enthusiasm, because you couldn't give her the answer she'd desperately wanted. Even if glancing to her expression had you considering telling the truth. She looked so pretty, after all. 
"It's no one, really." 
"I see." Maki's words were spoken quietly, a somber tone of defeat woven throughout her submission. She slumped back, finishing her tea while you'd been left to stare at your reflection within your untouched mug.  "I want to tell you, I just-" Closing you eyes, you curse your own childish behaviour. "I can't." 
Maki let out an exasperated laugh. "You're making it sound like it's me." 
For a second, you'd doubted that her words had been the ones you'd heard so clearly. The desperation of wanting to tell her, mixed with the beaten-down expression and your need to comfort her had seemingly created confidence. From your perspective, her crossed arms holding her own body so tightly had made it look as if she'd been hugging herself. Perhaps, she had been. 
Instead of sinking down further, denying the feelings you'd had and the ones she'd seemingly displayed if not a part of your own madness, you leaned toward her. Where words wouldn't suffice, you would still speak, fingers ghosting her cheek, face inching closer. There was some form of restraint as you'd grown only a centimeter away, a chance to allow her to voice disdain and push you away. Though, she'd only closed the gap. 
Your lips had locked with hers, a gentle kiss and quiet smack of lips echoing through the kitchen. You'd supported the questionable position you'd contorted yourself into in order to lean over and kiss her - an arm on the table and the other the back of her chair while squatting to hover over your own seat. You'd pulled yourself from her in order to apologize, however two burning palms cupping each cheek had brought you back to her. 
You'd been somewhat startled by the surge of courage she'd displayed, yet as you'd allowed the passion between you with lips molding against one another, movements became a frenzied show of affection. The controlling grasp she'd had set over your features had been brought rather aggressively downward, a tug over your sides to pull you atop her lap as lips parted further. Maki's tongue glided across your own shyly at first, a few flicks as if to test the waters between sloppy pecks. Though, spurred on by a limited taste of you, she'd been greedy to take more. Deeper, haphazard and messy kisses with an exchange of drool between both you and her had Maki's thighs clenching under yours, hands groping over your body as a desperate attempt for more contact. 
She'd rested her grasp over your hips to guide you into a rocking motion, a hum lost in her moth when you'd felt friction in the place aching for it the most. Somewhere between smooth skin gliding over hers, the phrase bedroom had been uttered, lips parting and reconnecting before parting once more to allow movement. With fingers laced, you rushed toward plush sheets, though once through the door, hunger met with you first. 
Her hands roamed you when kissing you again, slipping beneath the hem to clutch at clothes that needed to be discarded. T-shirt first, then the slip of waistbands, before the mattress sank with nude bodies intertwined. Maki straddled over one thigh while keeping on of her own pushed to your core. When leaning forward to place a kiss over your neck, her slick had rubbed over your leg, stifled moan lost against the curve of your shoulder. You'd felt every detail of her bare folds, wetness coating the fat of thigh as she ground her clit over you once more. 
A buck of desperation on your own part had suddenly relieved the ache within your abdomen, a throbbing need of friction. As Maki moved against you, back arching, her chest pushed against yours. With each movement, her nipples grazed yours, a lewd action of intimacy that had both you and her clenching over the other. You'd let a louder moan at the sensation, and she'd smiled into the kiss. A breathy laugh fanned over your cheeks as if to call you needy - something she'd done many times before, less so in this context. 
You'd whined over one another, drool coating glossy lips and pouring to surrounding skin. Kisses had become more an action of sucking over tongues, increasingly languid when focused on the rest of your body. Your hips juttered with less rhythm as you'd found yourself closer to release over her thigh, encouraged by the feeling of her cunt over your skin. 
"Maki..." Against her lips, a warning spoken. As your stomach sucked inward, you'd tried to hold out a little longer.  "Come with me." The whispered instruction had wavered on the last word as her mouth had widened, allowing tensed muscles to spasm when feeling your slick roll hurriedly against her, strangled moan echoing from your mouth. 
Maki allowed her release alongside yours, hums of appraisal shared with each roll and buck, a squeeze over the sheets with each wave of pleasure.
Only when she'd left the warmth beneath her to instead lay beside you, blanket pulled over each body and chests finally rising and falling at a normal pace had words been spoken. The weight of actions setting in, a small laugh as you'd commented. 
"I guess this means you like me too?" 
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iwillshoyoutheworld · 5 months
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Maki x male reader
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→ 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
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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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kentoberry · 2 years
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I'M A SHOOTING STAR ! — jujutsu kaisen.
ft : satoru gojo, suguru geto, maki zen'in (separate)
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ABOUT: with a pretty thing such as yourself, who can resist pressing 'record'?
WARNINGS: sub afab reader (gn terms), recording, ruined orgasms, overstimulation, slight ahegao (gojo), degradation, squirting, unrealistic cervix kissing, smoking (geto), balcony sex, handjob, blowjob, taking photos, strap ons, slight size kink.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
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SATORU GOJO
"come on, pretty thing, all eyes are on you!"
gojo had his chest pressed against your back and a camera pointing directly at you. your tits bounced as he thrust his fat cock up into you, balls slapping against your cunt with each movement. he loved to abuse the power that he wielded as the most powerful sorcerer of this generation, using his strength to play with your body like you were his personal fleshlight.
"'toru!" you squealed, "'s too much!"
he'd been fucking you non-stop for at least an hour, ruining your orgasms each time. it turned you into a sweet, brainless doll for him — just the way that he liked. he'd even turned your bedroom into something akin to an amateur porn set, with ring lights and cameras set up to catch your every expression as you fell apart on his cock. as a dreamy sob slipped past your lips, gojo finally decided it was time to grant his pliant cocksleeve their release.
"one more, sweetheart, fucking take it!"
gojo's thrusts became more vicious as his nimble fingers sought after your swollen clit. massaging tight, skillful circles around the bud had your eyes rolling to the back of your head and jaw going slack. your tongue lolled out of your mouth: the look on your dumb face was priceless. the reflection in the vanity across from you caught gojo's eye, and he almost busted his load right there and then.
"you like being fucked silly on my cock, bunny? hmm? make sure you look right at that lens when you cum, i want to see my filthy little camslut cream all over me,"
tears began to stream down your face as you came, and gojo gripped your hair and forced you to look directly into the camera as you whined his name. his movements didn't halt until he filled your needy cunt with his cum, painting your quivering walls with thick ivory ropes.
some of it leaked out of you as gojo fucked uou through his orgasm, emptying his balls into your womb. one particular jab against your cervix elicited the most sinful mewl from you, back arching against your lover as liquid gushed from your cunt, soaking the bedsheets in your juices.
"holy shit, angel, you get more perfect every second."
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SUGURU GETO
after fucking your brains out, geto often escaped to the balcony adjacent to your bedroom and lit up a cigarette. he'd either make sure you were sound asleep in one of his shirts or carry you out in his lap wrapped in a heavy blanket. typically he wore only his boxers, for your apartment was too high up in the building for anybody to really care.
tonight, however, you were insatiable. the sorcerer had made you cum over and over again on his cock, but you just wanted more. you thought that a shower would help quell your neediness, yet all you could think about were geto's hands on your body as you traced over the marks that he'd left on your skin. you craved his cock inside of you, so you sauntered out onto the balcony, clad in only your towel, to visit your lover.
"baby? 's that you?" he questioned as you slid open the french doors. instead of speaking, you simply got on your knees before him and laid your head on his muscular thigh. he simply tsked, taking another drag of his cigarette and resuming scrolling on his phone. he knew exactly what you wanted from the lustful glint in your blown pupils: "go on then."
as quickly as he gave you the affirmative, your hands were peeling back the band of his boxers and freeing his half-hard cock. you took it in your fist, unable to wrap your fingers right around his shaft due to its immense girth. few pumps compared with the cool breeze had him stiff, glittery beads of precum cascading down his cock. "shit, darling,"
you peered up at him with wide eyes, feigning innocence as you kissed the tip of his cock before wrapping your lips around the appendage and doing your best to swallow as much as you could. if the sight before him wasn't enough to tell, geto could see how horny you still were by the way that you began rutting against your heels whilst swallowing his cock.
the man grew weak at the state of you, putting his phone down for a second to undo your towel and reveal those pretty tits littered with marks that he'd left prior. he wanted to capture this moment forever, and had the ingenious idea that he actually could. geto grabbed his phone, quickly opening the camera app.
with his cigarette still balanced between his thick fingers, he took an array of shots of your lips wrapped around his cock. when you heard the first shutter of his camera, you played up to it a little. you took him as deep into your throat as you could and held if for a moment, once again looking up with those bright eyes — the only difference this time was that you were focused on the camera instead of geto himself. he used his free hand to guide your head, fucking your throat until he was finally ready to cum once again.
when he did, he pulled you off of his cock and asked you to hold your tits together. too needy to care, you obeyed his wish without hesitiation, pushing your breasts together as geto pumped himself a couple of times before releasing all over your chest. for somebody who had already filled your cunt with his cum a couple of times, he had a surprising amount left in him.
you looked so fucking heavenly with his seed painting your tits that he couldn't help but grab another couple of images. when satisfied with his impromptu photoshoot, geto relaxed back into his seat and patted his thigh, motioning for you to scurry into his lap.
"sit on my cock whilst i finish my smoke, darling, and maybe i'll fuck you over the railing like the dirty whore you are."
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MAKI ZEN'IN
"you can take it, baby," maki encouraged.
she had you lay flat on your back as she stood over you, her cock, the thickest dildo that she owned, teasing your drooling folds. its lube-soaked tip tapped your clit, leaving you whimpering in anticipation.
"'s too big!" you complained.
that's precisely why maki held a camera in her hand, wanting to prove to you that your pretty little cunt could take all of her cock — plus, she'd also be left with a sex tape of her darling, which was certainly a bonus. the light emitting from the flash made your arousal glisten and glitter in the harsh lighting, only making maki want to fuck you harder. "ready for me, slut?"
maki didn't even need to look too closely to line her cock up with your hole, having done it a multitude of times prior. due to the fact that this toy was girthier than the one she typically wore, she took her time stretching you out. her thumb found it's way to your puffy clit, working to replace and pain with euphoria.
you couldn't hold back whines of your girlfriend's name, louder than usual as you knew that maki was recording. being put on display like this had you exponentially more worked up than usual. your cunt fluttered around maki's cock, doing its best to accommodate for its size.
she had your toes curling as she finally bottomed out inside of you, the head of her toy nestled snug against your cervix. the woman put her lens closer to your cunt, spreading your labia and coming dangerously close to moaning at the sheer sight of your cunt swallowing her whole.
"pretty fuckin' baby," she mumbled under her breath as she began to move her hips. she'd already proven that you could take all of her, and now the final crown jewel of the evening would be to make you cream around her cock.
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tags: @playboism @kujousgf
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cherriidluverr · 6 months
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Day 1 of Kinktober: Breathplay/Maki from jjk
she placed her soft lips on yours for a heated kiss. as you opened your mouth a thought arose to you.
“maki.. could you try choking me today” you panted after breaking the kiss. her eyebrows quirked up in slight surprise before kissing you again now focusing on your jaw and neck. “sure baby” she moaned back. starting to remove your shirt while biting and kissing at your neck. once it’s finally off she starts moving to your chest while working on your pants.
finally fully unclothed she moves down to your pussy after marking you up. spreading your legs and keeping them over here strong shoulders so you can’t close your legs. she brings you close to her face before taking a long lick of you. you moan as she thoroughly eats you out. she starts pumping her two fingers in and out of you while sucking at your clit. your body starts to tighten as you feel yourself reaching your climax. “maki” you whine out as you clench and cum as she keeps her pace. you see her rise and suck her own fingers dry.
she gets up to briefly leave leaving you panting from the aftershocks of your orgasm. before you can see her she flips you over and brings your hips up to meet hers. you feel something prodding at you. “you didn’t think that was it did you” she leaned over to groan in you ear. you feel the tip of her strap push into you as you moan at the feeling. she swiftly rams into you changing the pace of things. as you try to adjust to the size you feel her hand place on your neck. you let out another moan as she squeezes with slight force. “you didn’t think id forget about your little request did you”
she starts an nice pace that has you panting and groaning . “maki” is all you can ever think of to say. every time you do you can feel her strong hand gripping you neck even tighter. you love the feeling. you moan out as you cum again. you moan and whimper as maki doesn’t let up her ruthless pace not for a second “maki s tooo much please” sobbing from the overstimulation. you’d be completely flat on the bed if it weren’t for makis strength hold your hips up. with her hand still clasping your neck you struggle really catch your breath and you clench around her again eyes rolled back as your back arches.
you can finally feel air in your lungs again as she pulls back. she pulls out almost completely barely leaving the tip in before thrusting fully back into you. “don’t think this is the end baby” she speaks out. she does finally pull all the way out leaving you on you stomach momentarily before flipping you over again.
the sight above you was one you could mistake as heaven. maki spreading your legs open pulling one to rest over her shoulder. “last one baby i swear” you both moan as your pussies meet eachother. her hand follows up to meet your neck again grasping at it with more force than ever. she bumps and grinds on you as you sing her name out on repeat “maki maki maki” you sob breathlessly. ecstasy overtaking the both of you. you clench as maki continues the pace and the tight squeeze around your neck. your last orgasm overtakes you as you whole body spasms. you can feel more force come around your neck and you momentarily daze out.
makis heart almost stopped when she noticed your eyes had not rolled forward. coming down from her own high of ecstasy she might’ve gone a bit too far with the choking. “y/n!?” she panicked and lightly tapped your cheek. she almost cried when she saw your eyes finally roll forward. she sighed with relief and fell back. “i don’t know how i feel about choking you” she’d determined “i don’t know, if i had to die i’d for sure choose that” your voice had strangled out. maki quickly sat up when she heard the state your voice was in. “ima go get you some tea would you want anything else?” she’s to kind for you. you shook your head no. some minutes later she came back with exactly that as she further cleaned up your guys mess.
cuddling and falling asleep in makis arms after getting fucked and choked out by her was amazing.
my first fic ever‼️i think its pretty good. but the choking isnt as crazy despite this being centered around it😓😓. i might make another one with the same promt sense im still in that writers daze. smth shorter but a bit smuttier. either way ty alll for reading and b ready for the next kinktober post!! ily🫶🏾🫶🏾🍒🍒‼️‼️
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hoodjam · 9 months
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“shit, right there! oh my- right there.”
she’d moaned pushing your head flushed against her pussy, grinding her hips down on your fingers. your thumb flicks against her pearl, tongue collecting her nectar.
“you taste so good” you’d groan, latching your lips on her clit, coaxing another orgasm from her, enjoying how your fingers squelch inside her.
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mikasa, historia, utahime, maki, shoko
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3cremepie3 · 2 years
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Borrow
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Smut 18+, a quick lesbian Drabble with any of these characters
To think you first met her only 2 weeks ago after asking to borrow a pencil. Now instead of her head being deep in a book, it was deep in your pussy. Let’s just say the study session ended early because she wanted to study something else. She was curious about something she saw in a porno and wanted to try it out with you. So you told your parents you were going on a girl's trip to heartland they didn’t think much of it just a trip with two girlfriends.
If only they knew there daughter had been getting her pussy ate for hours overstimulation so strong you where on the verge of passing out. Even after hours of begging her to let you have the relief you so very needed she stayed slurping up the pussy juice that dared to escape out of her mouth. Just flicking your clit every so slightly to add friction then stopping completely to watched as tears slip out your eyes from frustration.
“Too much, so sensitive!” Your pleas where ignored completely. She was so in love with you and your pussy it didn’t matter how much time it took to see the real slut that wanted her to keep edging you come out. Your pussy grew used to her torture your body finding the rhythm it needed to roll with her kitten licks. “Finally accepting your fate I see huh you slut?”
You couldn’t do anything but moan back in response. “Hmm I guess I could finally let you cum.” She gave in roughening her pace on your clit all. “Ahh that’s my good girl cum for me now!”
Your back arced off the bed as you violently shook and gushed making a mess of her face and the velvet bedsheets. You came down from your high your energy completely drained just laying on the bed.
She came back in your suite a towel in hand and cleaned you up. “Thanks for letting me try that on you.” You did amazing my love.”
Mitsuri, Maki, Hina, Shizuku, Hange, Makima
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manjibunny · 4 months
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Maki definitely cums on your pussy and face before you go out on a date with your loser bf
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