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nanaslutt · 6 months

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Ok but giving gojo road head and he feels so good he has to pull over in the nearest parking lot to properly enjoy it oh my god just imagine his head bent backwards and his mouth open eyes closed moaning I can’t I need to suck his cock honestly ❤️ and maybe like if ur feeling a tad bit silly he could be a head pusher in this one 😁😁😁teehee just maybe ONLY jf ur feeling silly nana mwah!

OH I LOVE THIS we’re getting straight into this oh em gee

contains: fem reader, oral(m!receiving), sensitive!gojo, sooooo much dirty talk, road head :p, manhandling, throat fucking, headpusher!gojo <3

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Your hands were all over Gojo, trying to rip off his belt, unzip his pants, and get his cock out as quick as possible.

“Baby slow downn,” he laughed, “My cock ain’t goin anywhere,” He placed a big hand on top of your own while you tried to undo his belt.

“We’ll be home in 20 minutes, ‘s my girl that needy?” he smirked. You ignored his teasing, pushing his hand out of the way; making him giggle and submit, placing it back on the wheel with his other hand.

You had just finished going shopping together. Gojo needed a new designer suit for some fancy get together with the jujutsu higher ups soon, dragging you along with him.

You protested at first, not wanting to spend your day off suit shopping with gojo. You would much rather cuddle up with him on the couch, but you didn’t want to be alone, so you caved, letting him drag you along with him.

And god damn it if you weren’t glad you did. Tight fitting suit after suit being tried on, all tailored perfectly to his measurements, accentuating his big biceps and toned frame.

Watching him roll up his cuffs and fiddle with his jacket was making your mouth water. You were clenching your thighs as he smoothed his big hands down his chest, veiny hands coming up to tighten the tie on his neck.

“How do I look baby? Ya like this one?” He asked, completely unaware of how something so simple as him trying on suits made you want to devour him right this second.

He found out your true feelings later, bringing you back to the car as you finally undid his difficult zipper after struggling with it for a while, reaching your smaller hands into his pants to pull his semi-hard cock out.

“You got this worked up while I was playin dress up? So dirtyy~,” he teased, biting his lip and smirking while you stroked his length in your warm hands, getting him fully erect.

“Satoru,” you said sternly, leaning your body over the center console and placing your mouth inches from his cock, “shut. up.” The second your words were out his cock was filling up your mouth, quickly falling into a rhythm as you bobbed your head up and down on his cock, making his hips jolt up into your mouth when he drove over a bump, making you gag.

“Ahh- A-hh shittt baby,” Satoru groned, eyes fluttering as he tried to keep his focus on the road, occasionally dropping his gaze to watch the show you were putting on for him.

He dropped a heavy hand on your head, pushing down slightly, making you wince as it hit the back of your throat, “Thought you wanted my cock so bad huh? Cant take it?” he smirked, relishing in the feeling of you swallowing around him, trying to hold back your gags.

Your hand came up to place it on top of his challengingly, pushing his hand down against you. “Oh yeah?” he smirked. Gojo’s fingers curled into your hair as leverage as he started bobbing your mouth up and down on him like a cock sleeve.

“Such a thirsty girl- fuckkk- such a tight fucking throat.” He was trying his best to keep the acceleration of the car at one speed, his legs jerking and jolting every so often when he felt his tip hit the back of your throat, making his driving a little sketchy.

The vibrations from your moans combined with the tightness of your throat as you choked around him was going straight to his balls, “Gonna make me c-crash the fuckin car holy shiiiiit,” he whined, jaw dropping as moans repeatedly fell from his tongue.

Gojo couldn’t take this for much longer, he yanked you back from his dick, popping your mouth off of him with a wet sound as you coughed and sputtered in the air, hand immediately coming down to stroke him still.

“Gotta pull over, ‘s too fuckin much” he said out of breath, face red and heart beating out of his chest as he took the next exit the freeway provided.

His abs were clenching, back coming off from the back of his seat as you rubbed your thumb on the underside of his cock, right under his head, “Babyyyy, killin me, h-hold on just hold on please,” he wined, his big hand coming down to grip your wrist tight as he frantically searched for a semi secluded place to pull over.

Once he found a nice gravel patch off the side of the road covered decently with thick trees he turned the wheel a little too hard to the side, car rocking the both of you as you settled into the spot.

Gojo quickly put the car into park and flipping his hazards on before he brought you back down onto his cock, “All yours baby, take my fucking dick,” he groaned.

Your lips immediately came to suckle on his tip, before sliding down the length of his cock again. This time he just let his hand rest on your head, slightly pushing down on the downstroke.

His head was tipped back against the seat as loud groans and wines spilled from his slack jaw, “goddd baby that feels so good-“ he choked out, running his hands through your hair.

His abs clench when you swallow around him, moans being cut off with a gag when his dick reached too deep in your throat.

You pop your lips off his dick, rotating your wrist around him while while you jerk him off, “yeah? my throat feel good?” you moan, biting your lip while smiling up at him.

“Yes yes so fucking good pretty, so good” He smiled back at you. His big hand comes up to grip your neck, squeezing as he pulls you up to his mouth, “Don’t stop jerkin’ me off” He whispers before he crashes your lips together, moaning at the taste of himself on your tongue.

The kiss is so messy; whenever you twisted your twist around his wet tip his jaw would fall open, and his pretty blue eyes would roll back in his head.

“Fuuuuck, Im so close- fuck-“ He moaned into your mouth, gojo’s body jerking when you started pumping him more vigorously.

“Wanna cum d-down ur throat princess, cmon, why don’t you suck my dick again, huh?” His grip still hard on your neck as he gave it w squeeze to emphasize his need.

Gojo was trying his hardest to keep his composure, trying to stave off his orgasm long enough to at least feel your lips around him again, but your hand movements around his cock was making that task feel impossible.

You bit your lip and nodded, feeling his member start to pulse in your hand. He released your neck, letting you drop your head down to his cock again.

You started to kitten lick the tip softly, dipping your tongue into his leaky slit; but gojo was having none of that.

Without warning he shoved the entirety of his cock down your throat, bobbing your head up and down with his new grip on your hair, “Sorry baby, cant put up w-with your fuckin’ teasing when i’m this close” He smirked down at you, watching you struggle to take him.

You adjusted quickly, breathing through your nose so you wouldn’t choke, and focusing on sucking and rolling your tongue around him to get him to finish as fast as possible.

“Yesyesyes just like that fuck- right there-“ His grip tightened at his head fell back with a ‘thmp’ against the headrest when your tongue caressed a particularly sensitive spot on the underside of his dick.

You were paying special attention to the thick vein running along the underside of his cock, and it made him feel fucking dizzy. His head was spinning every time your mouth fully engulfed him.

You continued your ministrations, letting the massive man above you manhandle you; pulling and tugging at your hair for his own pleasure, and steadily bringing himself to his orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum babe, oh my godd” He let his chin fall back down, jaw slack and eyes heavy as he watched your mouth create a mess of spit all over his cock.

Spit strings connected from your chin to his abdomen and balls, the feeling of you moaning and gagging around him; it was all too much.

You felt his cock twitch before you tasted him; his heavy hand pushing you to the base of his dick as hot ropes of his cum shot down your throat.

You swallowed his cum up greedily, like it was the antidote for some poison to save your life. “Fu-uuuck yeahhh” he wined, biting his lip hard watching you try to keep up with his orgasm flooding your mouth, “Just-like-that- swallow it alllll,” he emphasized by thrusting his too sensitive dick into your mouth.

His whole body was buzzing, long legs shaking from the intensity of his orgasm, mind feeling like jello as the aftershocks ran through his body.

When the stimulation became too much for him; and right when your vision started to be covered in black dots from asphyxiation; he pulled you away from his dick.

Still holding your hair as your hand came down to rub at your throat, coughing and gasping for air in the process. “Show me.” he demanded.

Your foggy mind knew exactly what he meant; sticking out your tongue you showed him how you swallowed every last drop of his seed into your tummy, smiling when you put your tongue back in your mouth.

Gojo’s big hand came up to pat your cheek, releasing your hair and opting to grip your jaw in his hand, “Good fucking girl baby~” He cooed, smashing your faces together.

You felt his tongue dart inside your mouth, greedily licking around, trying to taste himself in your mouth.

He pulled away with a smirk, spit string connecting the two of you as he gave you a quick peck, “God i’m still fucking shaking haha” He laughed breathlessly, making you giggle.

Gojo stared into your eyes for a couple more seconds, biting his lip looking at the expanse of your face before his sighed, dropping his hold on your chin.

“Okaayyyy~” He sighed out, tucking himself back in his pants and buckling his seatbelt back up.

By this point you were positive you had drenched a spot through your panties, pants, and his car seat with how aroused you felt, so you felt ecstatic at his next words.

Putting on his blinker and pulling out into the street, his big hand came to rest on your thigh, patting it a couple times before speaking, “I’m gonna eat your pussy till your fucking crying when we get home as thanks for that.”

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2umiu · 15 days

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gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure 0.0

#monkey man #dev patel #dev patel is hot #me next

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jbsrainbowstrap · 25 days

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Lucy’s never beating the face grabber alleGAYtions

#me next #lucy dacus #boygenius #munagenius #those kissing lessons really paid off

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bakemonogatarii · 7 months

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Y’ALL HEAR THAT? WHATS THAT PURRING SOUND?

#SCREAMING #WHAT WAS TGE PURPOSE OF THIS SHOT #ME NEXT #jjk #nanami kento #nanami smut #jujutsu kaisen

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judebelllngham · 26 days

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the kiss on the cheek 🥹

#me next #jude bellingham #real madrid #la liga

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artaxlivs · 10 months

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“Ok, when I say go - squeeze as hard as you can.”

Eddie was going to lose it. There was absolutely zero chance he was going to be able to sit through this display without having a display of his own. He squirmed where he was sitting in the grass, bringing his knees up in a way he hoped was real fucking casual.

“Smooth,” Robin whispered from her spot in the shade next to him. She was leaned back on her hands, giraffe legs sprawled out in front of her so she could poke Henderson with her toes. He kept swatting back at her and ignoring the fact that he was missing entirely. Too focused on the stopwatch and notebook in his hand. What a nerd.

Max got up from where she’d been sitting on the other side of Robin and joined Lucas in his patio chair. Poor Lucas looked like he was on cloud nine which must mean they were currently off on the on-again-off-again cycle of their relationship. Settling in, Max turned to grin at Eddie, sharp and evil. It was clear she’d only moved there to see how this was affecting him. She was a horrible child. His least favorite.

Except that she wasn’t.

Sticking his tongue out at her, Eddie looked back to the scene in front of him.

The ground around them was littered with crushed fruits. Steve’s thighs were shiny with orange juice. His tiny little shorts had ridden up so high that it had passed indecent before he’d even finished with the citrus fruit. Eddie gulped as his eyes traced over the clear bulge in Steve’s little green shorts. He refused to lift his eyes to Steve’s bare chest with his smattering of moles and coarse hair.

And there was not a chance in hell that Eddie was going to make eye contact with that smirk of Steve’s. He knew what the fuck he’d started. With the kids around and everything! Granted, all Steve had done was crush an empty soda can between his thighs and then the challenge had been on. Lucas had sworn he could do it, too. And he did. But he couldn’t manage to do the lemon. Steve had though. And the orange. and whatever the fuck a papaya was. And on through all the fruit in Steve’s kitchen - did he stock up for this? Who kept that much fruit on hand?

Now, he had a whole ass melon between those thick thighs of his. And Steve had been working out all summer. Running, yes, but it was the squats that drove Eddie to madness. The sunkissed skin wrapped around thick muscles, covered in downy hair, begging, screaming for Eddie to touch them. To run his fingers up them and squeeze, to bury his face between them and finally clear his head with the musky scent of Steve Harrington.

Fuck. Eddie should have escaped into the house. He was never gonna be able to keep his cool. Steve sat back, adjusting around so everyone could see the length of his legs as he crossed his ankles, shifting the melon a little as he got into position.

Eddie whimpered.

“Oh, who cares?” Mike scoffed, “So your big dumb jock legs can make us a fruit salad. Big deal.” He elbowed Will who was staring very intently at Steve. Eddie grinned, covering his mouth and flicking his eyes at Robin who’s eyes were wide and who’s mouth was an O of shock. “We aren’t impressed. Right, Will?”

“Shhh, Mike.” Will waved a hand but didn’t shift his focus away from Steve, “Later.”

Mike sputtered, looking from Will’s intent gaze down to Steve’s thighs. Eddie saw it the moment Mike realized what was going on. He looked shocked. Then angry. Then jealous. And last, scared. There it was. Finally. Jesus.

If Eddie had to suffer through this, at least some good would come of it. Mike would finally realize that he needed to get his head out of his ass. It was about--

“Go!” Dustin yelled, clicking the tab on the top of the watch.

Steve grunted, squeezing his thighs together. His fingers flexed against the ground behind him and his ass came up off the patio a few inches as he sort of ...oh dear god...arched up into it. He clenched his thighs, his hips, his gorgeous fucking ass, Eddie held his breath, clenched his own thighs to not arch up in response, biting his lips to keep from panting and moaning and then--

CRACK! The melon split clear up the middle, splooging juice right up the seam of Steve’s clenched thighs. It dripped out under him and Eddie could taste cooper he was biting down so hard on his bottom lip.

Dustin had already released the timer, cheering with everyone. Eddie resolutely did not look up, keeping his eyes trained on the slowly growing puddle under Steve instead. It was so hot. It was fucking obscene.

“Alright, what’s next?” Dustin said with a sunny smile, looking up from where he’d noted the time in his spiral notebook.

“Me.” Eddie heard himself say and launched himself at his boyfriend. Steve muttered something about it being about time right before Eddie smashed their mouths together.

“Um...should I...start the timer?” he heard Dustin ask.

There were a bunch of squelching thuds as people must have thrown crushed fruit at him.

#seriously what am i doing with my life #steddie #stranger things #eddie munson #Eddie thirsting after steve #steve harrington #Steve harrington's thighs #me next

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kalechip247 · 5 months

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tiktok wouldn’t let me post this 💔

#symbrock #venom 2018 #venom let there be carnage #eddie brock #i love gay ppl <3 #oh they fuck #actual soulmates #i want to kiss him too #me next

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jelluf1sh · 7 months

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y/n teaching malleus how to crochet! :D

୨୧ ༉ ‧ ₊˚ ❝in cold weather, we stick crochet together!❞

★ synopsis. with the chill fast approaching, you, the ever-dependable prefect, take it upon yourself to prepare for the fall weather with a certain some-fae.

★ featuring. malleus draconia.

★ formatting. oneshot / short fic.

★ notes. established relationship, fluff, gn! reader, silly fae humor. reader is yuu in this scenario.

꒰— ๑ author’s note. HI VAYNE !! ♡ it’s so good to have u as my first official request. i hope this was good !! this feeds my soul, actually, and i'm so glad you requested this, because cozy fall fics are some of my favorites. i dont think i've ever actually written for you, have i ?? ꒱

Delicate. That’s the word.

Crocheting is a delicate hobby. Emerald eyes follow the tenderness of your fingers as you weave and you curl and you go in and out with that small needle and that one piece of yarn, and eventually, those eyes watch you begin to weave something resembling a... scarf.

The concept is endearing, but Malleus still feels out of place with something so delicate.

“Child of Man,” he pauses to start on another row, albeit slowly, “is this right?”

You look over, keeping your fingers in the same places within the tangle of yarn you plan to turn into a scarf, and purse your lips just slightly. He frowns when your eyebrows furrow, and assumes bad news.

“Not… quite.” And he watches again as you reach that tender, gentle finger out and point to a previous row that he messed up on, one he hadn't noticed prior, your needle bumping against his knuckles. “See that?”

The housewarden huffs, and you chuckle out loud as an angered puff of smoke breezes through his nostrils along with it. Now both determined and frustrated, Malleus sets his mind once again on completing the beanie he promised to make you mere hours ago. You had been so patient, guiding his hands, showing him where to hold the needle, where to thread, where to start new rows and different stitches (the magic circle in itself was a struggle), so he had to see it through.

Lilia had always complained about his ears going cold when the snowfall started. Silver had mentioned that having a new pair of gloves would be nice, and Sebek... well, unbeknownst to him, Sebek would appreciate a singular piece of yarn, had it come from Malleus's hands, but even still, he wanted to do something kind. And for you, he'd planned to make a hat. He remembered you had let it slip that you needed more winter clothes for the approaching holiday, too. You'd done enough and more for him: the least Tsunotaro could do was crochet a few garments.

"You'll get it, Mal, don't get pouty," you assured him, those same delicate fingers he so loved running up and down his back in soothing waves. "You've gotten better, y'know?" you offered. "Remember what you were like the first time you tried to do this? We had so much scrap yarn!" With that, came a sweet laugh.

It was true. The young prince had improved, but he didn't do it himself.

"Look. Are you having trouble with the shape?" Even as you spoke, your fingers never stopped working that yarn through the needle. Leaning over to support yourself on his broad shoulder, your squished cheek against his upper arm, you told him, "Keep your stitches loose, Mally, you don't need to be so tense."

He looked down at you just as you were telling him not to be so hard on himself. From an onlooker's perspective, anyone would be able to tell he loved everything about the predicament he was in, even from a single glance.

"You are a very good teacher."

Pausing, your head raises to meet his eyes. They flicker down every so often as you finish up your final stitches (goodness, you really had been working all that time?), finally giving your fingers (and poor needle) a break. A grin breaks across your pretty lips, stretching into your cheeks in that way your lover so adores. You hoist the muffler up just above his shoulders, wrapping it around Malleus's bare neck until only his plush top lip peeks out.

He takes in the green and black pattern of the new gift, careful not to tear the yarn with his nails. He had to be delicate with it, because now it was precious.

You open your mouth to answer, cheeks pressed against his shoulder once more.

"And you are a very good learner."

#moots. ★#the title is cringe pls dont talk abt the title #THIS IS SO FERNECORE IM FANGIRLINF #malleyuu #twst #twst x reader #malleus x reader #malleus twst #can u tell idk crochet terminology #i at least know the magic circle because i tried to do it when i attempted crocheting and got upset and never did it again #꒰🪼꒱ jelly writes.#꩜ inbox. ✉️#malleus draconia x reader #me next #tsunotaro me next make me smth too

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