My Life / Our Life
My Life / Our Life
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Family was the only thing that have ever mattered to you. I know it sounds cheesy but it’s true.
You home life wasn’t the greatest. Your mom and dad weren’t bad people, they weren't just the greatest parents.
You also didn’t have a lot of friends either. You were by far the tallest and the biggest kid in class. Kids always made fun of you because of your weight
But all that changed when a Blonde hair kid and his little brother transferred into your school.
The day Courtland saw you sitting alone eating your lunch he took to you. You were beautiful and he just knew there was something in you that he needed, that he wanted.
So you choose your family. Court and his brother were your chosen family. They were about the same age as you.
There home life wasn’t good either. Their piece of shit father was an abuser.
So you all kind of made the best of your situation. You spent the nights a lot at their house.
Court always protected and hid you the best he could from the violence. He knew at your home it wasn’t the best either. At least their you were with him and he could protect you.
Growing up you knew you had to study hard to go to a good school and get away.
You wanted to study journalism and tell the stories that mattered. You never had a voice before so doing this finally had one.
Court’s Brother kind of shifted as he got older.
Things got hard as as they got older their dad was getting worse and worse. When he was eighteen and you were sixteen that night changed the trajectory of all of your lives.
You weren’t there when it happened. You and Court were both grateful for even more so court.
It had reached a breaking point and he knew it was going to be his dad or his brother and that was a easy choice.
You remember being home an seeing the police come out. Every being nosey rushed out of their homes to watch. You just had this undeniable bad feeling in your gut. Something was wrong and you were to afraid to find out.
But nonetheless you ran outside, and what you saw broke you into a million pieces. You watched as a handcuffed bloody Court was being escorted out of the house. He kept his down not looking.
Your natural instinc was to run to him. You didn’t know what you were going to do but you know you needed to do something, anything.
Your parents and sisters were outside and you yelled his name breaking out of the clutch your dad had on you.
You caught him just as he was at the bottom of the stairs. He looked up at you and he had a blank look on his face. His eyes were scanning yours and it looked like it took hm a moment to process that it was you.
When he did his face softened up and he looked at you with tears in his eyes.
“I love you it’s going to be okay I promise you” You said to him
“I love you more” He said quietly.
Then the cops took him away. You didn’t break eye contact the whole time. He kept his head turned looking at you the whole time.
It truly broke every single thing in your body seeing that. Your feet were frozen in that space and it felt like the weight of everything was in your shoulders.
Watching as they carried out his dad’s body on a stretcher you didn’t even have to ask who it was. You already knew there was no question.
The weeks and the months had passed sense. No one was allowed inside of the house for a while. It was a crime scene after all.
Court’s Brother had gone and vanished which hurt. You two always cared about each other even when we was gone he still reached out. When he was home he loved to annoy you and do typical brother things.
Home was getting harder. Hearing your parents talk about how they knew he was trouble. Like they ever even gave him a thought before.
You couldn’t see him, which hurt you weren’t 18 and your parents weren’t sure as hell as taking you to see a murder.
Their words which was just untrue. He wasn’t a nasty or vile person. He was in a bad situation. And he was a protector and he had a choice to make.
You two did write letters though. He never talked to you about the inside though.
He only wanted to talk about you. You tried asking him was he okay , did he need anything. He just avoided it. He didn't want you worried or upset.
A year had gone by sense that day and the trial was offical starting. You woke up early and caught the bus to be there for him. You were the only person in his corner. Maybe just maybe because he was a kid and his background they would let him go easy.
His lawyer asked you to testify in his defense. He shut it down immediately, he said there was no way he was going to ask you to do that. He didn’t even want you at his trial. Not that he was utterly grateful for you.
It just killed him that you had to see him like that. You were young to you deserved to be shopping with friends and being a kid. Also seeing you and not being able to touch you or hold you close killed him.
You didn’t listen to him though a bad habit of yours. Always telling him he didn’t control you and you were your own person.
So you testified anyways telling the judge and jury and everyone who would listen how much of a amazing person he was.
How he was your protector , your friend , your mentor. Someone who always picked out the pink starburst because he knew you loved them.
When you felt insecure about your weight because you were plus size he always told you how beautiful you were. How every day he made you feel like you mattered.
How he eas everything good in this world that life had to offer
He mattered to he was someone , just because he got delt bad cards in life it didn’t mean that he should pay for it with the rest if his life. You pleaded with them to give him a chance.
When you were done you saw Court wipe a tear from his eye. Not that he would ever admit it. But sadly your pleas weren’t enough. And at the ripe old age of eighteen they decided to just send him away for life.
When they said the verdict you let out a sob. Feeling like your heart was ripped out of your chest. There was no way you heard it right. Court just sat there not showing emotion but feeling it on the inside.
Your sob was something he would never forget. How he felt so broken.
You struggled after a lot. He stopped writing you back. But that didn’t stop you from sending them anyways. You talked about everything and anything to him. He loved and hated them. He loved hearing anything about you.
But he hated them he wanted to let you go. As much as it hurt he knew you deserved a life and you needed to move on and be happy. That’s all he ever wanted from you was to be happy.
A few months after the trial you found out you got accepted into your dream school. You couldn’t believe UCLA wanted you. Not to mention a full scholarship everything you worked so hard for.
At the same time you got accepted into a smaller state school with a full ride. It was close to the prison Court was at.
You knew as much as you dreamed about LA you couldn’t leave him behind. He would have been all alone. In a few months you would have been eighteen.
You could be there and see him when ever you wanted. So you made a choice , which everyone in your life disagreed. All this for a man who would never breath free air again.
But that’s thing it was your choice. No one else’s.Court was always there for you so it was time you returned the favor.
So you wrote to him about college. You left out the UCLA part but told him where you were going to school. It was close by and you could come see him all the time.
His heart broke into a million pieces. He knew how much you dreamed about LA. He was also proud you for getting into a school with a free ride. He didn’t want you in the prison though that was a big fear.
He had changed in the two years he had been here. He didn’t talk anymore he had built up a wall and he became more distant. It was the only was he could survive. He didn’t want you exposed to this.
So when you graduated high school and moved into your dorm. It was a bittersweet feeling. You were so happy but also feeling so many different emotions of loss , guilt and emptiness.
But college life was fun. You meant a great group of friends. You felt like you belonged and you were happy and content with your choice now.
You were bubbling with excitement as your eighteenth birthday had approached. It meant you could see him again.
No one at school knew about it. They didn’t understand and you didn’t want to be judged.
So finally when it came around and you were happy about the gifts and the cake and the party in your dorm your friends made you. You were ready for the big day.
When it finally came you put on your prettiest outfit and asked your friend to help you with your makeup.
The butterflies were strong in your stomach. You got up early and caught the busses down. When you saw the fenced walls and the barbwire you couldn’t help but suddenly feeling nervous and unsure.
But you pushed it down and knowing when you saw him it would be worth it.
You were shocked to see so many people there. It was nerve wracking seeing the cops and it was so loud in there.
Being searched literally scared you and left you un easy. But when they walked you into the visitors room and sat you down. You quickly let all that go.
Court knew you were coming. They told him he had a visitor on his list and he instantly knew it could only be you. He knew he should be strong and not come out. Maybe you be so hurt you would stop talking to him.
But he couldn’t do that not to you. You deserved better than that. He needed to see you , he needed that breathe of fresh air. He needed a reason to keep going because he was slowly loosing it.
So when the day came he got so excited but of course he wouldn’t show it. His face looked like you better not fuck with me.
As he walked down the long hallway he could feel the excitement and nervousness bubbling up in his belly.
And when he saw you sitting there it was like he could breathe again. Like that exhale that he didn’t know he needed to finally let out.
The walk over to you felt like it took forever. But when he made it he sat down next to you. you both were made very clear on the no touching rule. God it killed him so bad.
You smelled like vanilla, like a cookie. It made him smile a little. You looked gorgeous and you were glowing. God you were so damn beautiful.
“Hey” You breathed out, letting out the same deep breath.
“Hey” He said, looking at you.
“Y/n” He started.
It made you worried the way he said it. You knew what he was going to say .
“Our life” was all you said.
He knew what you meant. You both had said it so many times together. It wasn’t just your life with your our’s because we were family.
He looked at you with a soft look on his face like he was holding back some tears he was to worried to let out. Despite being hard inside you always broke him.
“You deserve a life , something I can’t give you in here” He saId.
You so badly wanted to grab his hand and give it a squeeze.
“I know what I want and who I want it with i make my own choices” You said.
“I don’t want to hold you back” He said
“Your not I promise” You said.
“Now let’s talk about happy things only happy things.” You said
“Deal”: was all he said.
As the years went out you made sure to both keep you word to that statement. No matter how bad it was out for the both of you only happy things were talked about in your visits.
They were constant twice a week every time you could. And as the years went on both you changed. You worked as a freelance writer. Traveling between Maryland and New York because New york is where the work was.
Court had changed to, He was getting older and he started becoming more and more like a shell.
He knew you were getting older to you had needs and a life that you wanted he couldn’t provide you.
He wanted to know who you were out there with and were they touching you the way he wanted to touch you. The life he always dreamed of giving you.
But little did he know you weren’t seeing anyone. You tried hard but it wasn’t the same your heart belonged to him. No one could replace him.
You didn’t want to tell him that because you didn’t want him to feel guilty because of your own choices.
Little did you both know a big change was coming. That would really change the rest of your lives.
You went in for your usual visit but they told you he couldn’t bee seen. Which made you worried, I mean someone would tell you if something happened right ?
The visit from these people also took Court by surprise he had no idea who else would want to see him.
He was pulled into a more private room which made him become more nervous. He sat in a room for a while alone before a suit walked in.
The suit didn’t say anything to him just sat down. He threw Court some bubblegum, and Court took it.
Court wasn’t going to ask any questions he wanted to feel him out. He wanted to be in control. But the other suit also wanted to be in control so who was going to break?
Finally the suit decided it was time to stop playing games. He opened up the file and pretend to read it. He knew Court that was the whole reason why he was here. After a few minutes the suit looked at him.
“How would you like a get out of jail free card”? The suit said.
Court felt his heart skip a beat and he was intrigued. He didn’t want it to show or get his hopes up for that matter.
“Tell me what do you want” Court asked. Leaning up and looking the guy in the eyes scanning his emotions.
The suit never faltered he just kept his cool and didn’t show anything.
“Have you heard of the Sierra program” He asked not even following up.
“Was I supposed to” Court asked.
The suit just chuckled and then opened up then closed the file in front of him.
“Listen we want you your skilled and i’ve been keeping track of you in here I know everything about you” The suit said.
“Oh really” Court said.
“Look well train you to become a well trained assassin you work for us you do what we say when we say” The suit said.
“Yeah sure okay” Court said.
The suit pulled something out of his pocket and it was his ID proving his identity.
“You agree and your out of jail” The suit said.
“Thank but no thanks” Court said. He never was a killer. He didn’t want to sign his life away for some government propaganda.
“You could see her , touch her again” The suit said.
Court felt his protectiveness coming out. How the hell did they know about you. Was they threatening you ?
“Leave her the hell out of this” Court said he wanted so badly to ring this guy out because he kept his calm.
“Wow you must love her this is the most emotion i’ve seen from you” The Suit said.
‘Look i’m not going to hurt her I wouldn’ i have no reason to but I do have an offer, right now she’s what back and forth between New York and here just so she can see you” The Suit said.
“But if you accept my offer i’ll give something in return a chance for you two to have the life you always wanted the one she gave up hers for”The suit said.
Court looked confused at this statement because he knew the man obviously meant something more than what was entended.
“You don’t know do you” the suit asked surprised clear in his voice
“I guess it makes sense she would keep it from you, but she got into UCLA her dream school when you first got arrested but she turned it down to be with you she choose you over her dreams and she’s smart so she had a chance” The man said in a more human voice. It was soft spoken.
Court’s heart sunk into a million pieces. He knew how hard you worked for that. He knew what it meant to you. It was all you ever wanted and he felt responsible for taking that away from you.
The man was right you were smart you had everything going for you. You were meant to be someone and he took that away from you.
“What’s your offer” Court asked trying to hide the sadness in his voice.
“Were move the two of you out to prague that’s where the training is. She can work out there do whatever she wants. Were pay a very nice salary for the two of you she will being living wild above now and she can finally pursue her dreams to do what ever” The man said.
Court had a feeling it was to good to be true. But if there was a chance even a small one that he was telling the truth he needed to take it you deserved it.
“You said I’ll see her” Court asked.
“Yes of course we will allow days for you to go see her and once the training is over well your not under arrest” The suit said.
“And what i just work for you forever” Court asked uneasy but also more leaning to the idea.
A life with you was something he always wanted. He always dreamed about but he knew it was impossible.
“Listen it’s this or jail so i feel like the answer is clear well in my book it is you take the bad guys down and you live your life with your girl” He said.
“I wanna talk to her” Court said.
“Fine we can arrange that a visit no rules just the two of you how does that sound” The man asked.
“Set it up” Court said.
The man gathered his stuff and got up and left.
“Fitzroy by the way” The man said as he got up and walked out.
Court didn’t even give another thought he couldn’t for the sake of his mental health. He got up after that and reuturned to his cell.
The what if kept creeping back in head as much as he didn’t want it to.
A few weeks has passed sense then,
You had no idea that any of that happened. No way Court would tell you something like that. He needed to handle it first.
Right now you were sitting in your apartment. It was afternoon and you were working from home. You didn’t feel like the travels of New York today. It was nice and quiet in your place until someone started banging at the door.
Who the hell was it and why were they banging down the door. Then your anxiety started creeping because you were worried something bad happened.
You opened it up to see a man in a very nice suit sitting there.
“Fitzroy, wow you are more beautiful in person” He said.
“Um who the hell are you” You asked.
“I work with the CIA now come with me” He said
“No why would i do that” You asked snapping back.
He pulled out his ID and flashed his identity to you.
“Listen it’s about Courtland so let’s go” The man said
You felt your heart stopped and your knees got weak, What happened you thought.
“He’s fine he’s okay nothing like that” He said
“Get your stuff come on” he said.
You did as you were told, and got your things and quickly followed behind. You walked out to a black SVU that was waiting.
You got in and you all took off. The car ride was silent and the man looked straight ahead. He seemed like he was all business.
You on the other hand was a nervous wreck. You were also afraid of the fact this was a kidnapping.
But the journalist in you needed answers.
“So you gonna tell me what this is about” You asked.
The man just sat straight ahead and didn’t even look at you.
“Not my place” was all he said.
The car ride was familiar and you instantly knew where you were going. Your nerves and curiosity were taking over.
Finally you reached the prison and you wanted to bolt out of there. You got out and followed behind the man.
You all passed the line for check in and search. Which raised your red flags.
“What’s going on” You asked
The man didn’t answer you. He just kept walking and you followed him.
You ended up walking down a long hallway. Then finally you walked up to a room you never seen before. You never even been down this way ever. It was haunting.
The man opened up the door and you walked in. To your relief Court was sitting their uncuffed and fine.
“I’ll leave you two alone” Fitzroy said.
He got up and walked out. Leaving you two alone
Court got up and you ran over into his arms. God it felt so good. Having his big arms wrapped around you.
You instantly started crying this feeling was so missed. He hugged you so tight and you hugged him even harder.
You started crying and you felt a tear fall down his face and hit your neck. You never thought this would happen again. Was it a dream ? were you going to wake up ?
After a few minutes you both finally let go.
Court looked at you and placed his hand and brushed his thumb against your cheek. He sat his forehead against yours.
“I love you” was all he said.
“ I love you too” You said.
You both broke up. Court gestured for you to sit down which you did.
He pressed his hand grabbed yours and he pressed his knees against yours. Touching you as much as he could.
“Why didn’t you tell me” He started.
You looked at him completely baffled. Confused on what he was talking about
“School , LA I know please don’t lie to me why would you do that. You had a life you could have done something” Court said
You tensed up a little you never wanted him to know, he sounded hurt and disappointed
“I made my choice, it was mine alone no one else’s I stand by it” You said
“I never wanted to hold you back” Court said.
“You never did never not one bit I live my life with no regrets. Not one I love you I always loved you, everything was worth it. You were worth it” You said squeezing his hand.
Court looked up at you with a soft look on his face. He seemed a little taken back.
“What’s going on he said it wasn’t his place” You asked.
Court looked like he was searching for his answer.
“I can get out” Court was saying before you cut him off
“What are you serious, how when” You asked in one breathe
“The CIA being apart of a group training and it’s in prague. You can come with me there pay me us nicely” Court said but something in his voice seemed like it was uneasy
“What do you wanna do what training” you asked
“CIA not much is known taking bad guys down but they said you could come we could be together” Court said.
“Is this what you want” You asked.
“I want you, I want out we could be together” Court said.
“I want that all of that but not if your not sure about this program” You said honestly.
“I’m taking it the offer if it means spending my life with you it’s worth it” Court said.
“I love you I know your going to do the right thing for you” You said to him.
Court took his hand and cupped your face with it. He then scooted in closer to you. He looked deep into your eyes before pulling you close to him.
He leaned in and you leaned in and finally after all these years he finally kissed you.
It was everything you ever dreamed of. Minus the prison of course, but everyting was magical. The butterflies were strong.
It was like your lips melted against his and you didn’t want to let go.
Finally needing air you both broke apart. Court finally gave you smile.
Then the moment of course was interrupted and you two scooted a little away from each other.
“Well what’s the answer not that I don’t already know” Fitzroy said.
“I’m In” Court said.
“Welcome to the Sierra Program your new life starts now”
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Plus size - Aaron Hotchner
The team had always dropped hints that Aaron liked you more than a friend. You didn't believe them, after his divorce, they all thought he would ask you out. You waited for him to do it but the day never came, it shocked you that he started dating a woman called Beth. She was lovely, everything you expected he would want in a partner. The team was shocked, they were sure you two would have ended up being a couple, you were less shocked. You never expected him to like someone who looked like you and this just cemented it in your mind.
You couldn't concentrate when you were around him, you berated yourself about how stupid you were thinking that he could ever like you. Eventually it got too much and you said you were ill so you could have a break away from everyone for a couple of days. You text the work group chat saying you were okay but needed a couple days away, they all replied saying they hoped you were okay and to give them a call if you needed them.
Aaron got annoyed at you ignoring him and decided to confront you, marching up to you apartment and knocking on the door. You shuffled to it, opened it and smiled at him. You let him in and shut the door. "Is everyone okay?" You asked him, worried that something may have happened to some one. He nodded "Everyone is okay. Why are you ignoring me?"
"I'm not ignoring you Hotch". He shook his head. "Yes you are. Why?". You sighed, "The team said they think you like me but then you started dating Beth, I was so stupid to think you would like someone like me". He looked at you confused "Someone like you?" he sent you a puzzled look.
"Its fine Aaron, I know it, you know it. I can take it trust me, I've been saying it to myself since I was younger. You don't want to date someone like me, you deserve better".
He looked at you shocked, in his head you were the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, he couldn't believe that you didn't see it. "You should date someone like Emily" you said to him. He laughed, "Emily? Emily is just my friend". "Aaron, all the woman you dated were skinny, you have a clear type and that's not me"
He looked at you and sighed. "I wish you could see yourself out of my eyes, you are beautiful. I fell in love with you for your personality. I don't care what you look like". He slowly walked towards you, placing his hands on your waist, "But -" you interrupt. He kisses you, he then pulls away and says "believe me there is no one else" and kisses you again.
You pull away and say "What about Beth?". He looks at you and says "There is no Beth anymore. Just you. Your it". He wipes the tears that have fallen down your face. You lean up and kiss him while placing your hands on his shoulders.
"I love you" he whispers against your lips. You laugh and say "I love you too Aaron". He looks at you smiles and leans down to kiss you for the third time.
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Simple Is Sometimes Better
(Fluff,Angst)
Hey you guys hope you guys enjoy this idea was inspired by a scene from the Movie some kind of wonderful,Enjoy❤️✨
Simple Is Sometimes Better Part II
“Hey”, you said as you stormed into Caleb’s garage, “I want to know why you called me over here” you spoke with an attitude. “Because I need your help, and besides, I knew you weren’t doing anything”, Caleb said back Snarky; you and Caleb have been friends, for god knows how long probably since middle school. As you’ve gotten older your starting to realize how attractive Caleb is at first it was a little thing like walking home from school you would notice his big smile that he would have when he was telling you a story you thought it was cute or watching him play basketball with the other boys in the neighborhood you would only focus on him because well no one else mattered on the court if you could say so your self.
You never thought Caleb found you attractive you have been chunky your whole life. Now that you’re finally in high school, you are now going into the plus size category, which is only natural because it runs in your family but not too many boys in your neighborhood look at you more than a friend because, well, you’re not their ideal type especially seeing how you have known most of the boys in your neighborhood since they were in kindergarten. “So look” said Caleb as he was Wiping The paint off of his hands. Caleb was an artist. He loved to paint and draw, and he’s good at it.
“I need you to give me some advice I asked Mariah to go out on a date this weekend”. “Excuse me” you said, at first you were distracted by Caleb because he had paint splattered all over his white tshirt and blue jeans.”You asked the Mariah Thompson to go on a date with you” you said shocked. Mariah Thomson is for lack of better words stuck up and boujiee she is the type of girl to walk around in preppy clothes and go out to sushi dates and shop at zara…while you on the other hand was more of a fitted crop top loose jeans lipgloss type of girl who would rather get chinese take out and go to the mall to shop. “So what do u need my help for i don’t know the girl” you said very quick and snippy.
“I need some advice on where you think I should take her. I mean, she is one of a kind”, Caleb said, grinning. That statement burned and not in a good way…oh no, the word burned because you have had a crush on him for years, but now it’s crystal clear he doesn't want a girl like you. “Well”, you said swallowing your pride, you should go to Nokos; Nokos was a funky restaurant which was a Fusion of Japanese and Jamaican food. It was brand new to town, and everybody wanted to go, and it was pretty high dollar something that could suit Miss Queen Mariah's taste buds.
“Oh, yea” Caleb says, smiling “that would be cool everybody is trying to get in there, so I need to make a reservation”, he said carelessly as he was stacking canvases against the wall. “Yep”, you say, sitting on one of his painting tables. “Please give her a cute little gift like that bracelet we saw in the store the other day. She’ll like that” you said. You honestly don’t know why you are going the extra mile to help Caleb, maybe because a secret part of you wished that this was something happening to you. You and Caleb usually go window shopping not on purpose but in a small town; there’s not much to do but eat, shop, go to the movies, and skate. “Really? Caleb questions. Don’t you think that will be too simple for her?”You smile because this is an inside joke that only you could know right now, and how ironic the remark is because you don’t consider yourself a fancy girl or a prim madonna.
“Simple is sometimes better.” You said looking at him with a simple look hoping your eyes would spill all your thoughts as soon as you said those words. He looked at you quizzingly while he was now putting his paint brushes up. “Then if that date goes well and you check everything off, you can give her a kiss goodnight”, you grimaced. This sentence alone stopped Caleb on track with what he was doing. “What didn’t you think about it?” You quizzed. “No, I mean, I was”. He said “I've been chilling since I broke up with Eden the first year, so I’m a little nervous”. “You’ll be fine”, you said, not batting an eyelash. “Besides, it’s like riding a bike. It takes practice…”
“You mind if I practice on you” ,you heard Caleb say those words as he strolled towards you.
“You were in disbelief”. Your heart suddenly started pounding, and you started to feel the heat rise within you which added to your feeling of being flushed. Sure, you said mekley. Now, Caleb was in front of you, Caleb, the one guy you have known for so long since middle school and had a crush for. You never thought this moment would happen. He stands between your legs, looking at you with a dark stare in his eyes.
You feel Caleb grab your chin to angle you a certain way before his lips meet yours. His lips were soft and warm and inviting. At first, it was pecking, but then things got more heated. He flicked his tongue over your top lip, which you then let into your mouth. Not knowing what to do, you put your hand on his neck which cause him to grunt while you could feel him grounding himself in between your legs better he felt like a strong wall, not moving anytime soon, his hand leaving your face now squeezing your plush hips tightly. You felt a buzz in your center it felt natural and tingle to your core.You responded by rapping your thick thighs around his waist and pressing your bodies into his more he let out a another grunt because he could feel your breast against his stomach.
His lips were red and swollen and had light lipgloss on them. He reached up and rubbed the lip gloss off. “I-Are you okay he said, speechless”. His voice now deeper and richer. You felt a thousand tingles in your body from what happened. At this point, you couldn’t look him in the eye. You just had an entire make-out session with your best friend in his garage, and he has his date tomorrow. You had so many cloudy voices and thoughts in your head. You felt devastated, knowing that what happened didn’t mean anything, and you allowed yourself to make the stupid decision to handle this type of hurt.
“Good luck on your date,” you said with tears in your eyes, and a dry voice pushed him away from you and ran out of the garage.
“HEY, WAIT, I DIDN’T MEAN TO UPSET YOU!” guilt pouring out his voice as He yelled, but it was too late. You already had your way to your car with tears running down your face.
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・˳ . ⋆ Reporting From Gojo Satoru x Chubby!Fem!reader ・˳ . ⋆
୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Warnings : Smut, Dirty talking, pwp, fluids( squirting, cum on body and inside), creampie, heavy body worship, Gojo calling you a cry baby and chubby bunny, words of affirmation, pet names ( such as doll, Angel, etc.), missionary position, stretch marks mentioned, reader is shoko’s nurse assistant( guess you could say it’s the original verse/ au in a way idk), please enjoy yourself. Wc: 800
ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•゚Note from Maydayaisha: This is for my chubby girls who doesn’t feel like their fave or anyone would love them. I wrote this with myself and other chubby/plus size babes. Love you all so much and just know I’m here for you all. Anyways, love you and enjoy my first time Drabble I decided to do! Also please note I did this in 45 minutes so it’s not gonna be perfect at all. <33
“ Give it to me, baby doll.”, Satoru moans into your ear as he presses your body underneath his. The cushion of your body was something he needed to drown in. He couldn’t get you off his mind the moment he saw you working alongside Shoko as her nurse assistant.
Your eyes were shut tightly as your dried-up glitter lip gloss lips opened in a big O. You couldn’t take him and he knew you couldn’t because of the whispery moans falling from your pretty lips. “ Cat got your tongue, Angel. Too much f’ya.” Gojo rose up off your body— watching you shake from how deep he was inside of you. He chuckled whilst rubbing your clit— your legs were about to close but his hand stopped it, “ Ah ah Ah, no, keep them just like they are, pretty. Shit! You’re fucking squeezing me.”
“ Sato-Ahh~ I can’t— I can’t please pull out for a minute. Lemme - ugh! Mmm.”, Your moans were a ballad to him, a beautiful ballad. Gojo leaned down to kiss your bruised, puffy lips as he slowed down his strokes. Only then long stroking inside of your sloppy cunt. His cum was already painted over your pussy and he still had the energy to keep going. It was so painfully good because you two have been at this for about— shit who are you kidding you lost track.
Gojo knew he was digging inside of your stomach because of your juices traveling down his big cock, “ fucking pussy is eating on my dick. You’re that eager to take me in your stomach, Yeah? Don’t leave me hanging here love, Answer me.” You were speechless and couldn’t even talk— especially when he rolled his hips in a perfect circle, pausing to fuck his dick inside of you with the speed you never knew he had.
Tears danced in your pretty eyes, eventually dancing down your big apple cheeks causing Gojo to lick them off as he snapped his hips into yours. Your body vibrations were the topping to his cake. “ Got your breath took away, huh? Didn’t answer me-mmm- but you’re still so pretty for me, perfect pussy taking me deep.” Gojo slapped your pussy with his clean, pretty hands. “ You’re crying too? Such a big baby while taking my cock. Come on, just a little more for me, cherry pie.”
Gojo rose up again, smiling at you, “ No matter what anyone says, you’re beautiful, fucking gorgeous to me, especially when you’re taking my cock inside of that warm pussy of yours. Gotta say, Angel, you’re holding on so well.” His words of affirmation did nothing but make you squirt on his dick like a fire hydrant on a hot sunny day. “Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. Gojo was chanting the words like the crowd chanting for their teams on a game night, only whispering it against your face when he bent down again. His moans were getting louder as he braced himself to cum anywhere in or on your body.
Soon Gojo’s long, slender fingers intertwined with your chubby fingers as his white hair clouded his vision from seeing you squirm and come undone underneath him. He stopped fucking you with a loud and long groan, pulling out of you when some of his cum got inside of you. He wanted some of his fluid inside of you and on top of your chubby body. Your pretty tummy with stretch marks was now being drowned with his white , thick cum. Gojo’s body was shaking drastically as he stroked his cock above you, “ Fuck, Shit! So so good. My chubby bunny. Such a good- mmmgh!- little slut. My good little slut.”
He stopped stroking his thick, pretty cock once all of his cum came out of his body and onto yours. Yours and his chest was rising and falling harshly. His red flushed face was an art you admired even through diamond like a vision from your pretty teary eyes. Gojo chuckled— watching you try to get your vision back by whipping your eyes. His big, rough hands grabbed your wrist, you should’ve known from his little smirk on his face, he’ll say the one thing you hated being called during sex, "My little crybaby as well.”
Gojo was now just staring at your body with his blue Crystal like eyes. He studied the different areas your stretch marks appeared at. He licked his lips at your body rising and falling slowly now. Your cute double chin was so admirable to him. He was in love with you. Maybe even obsessed. He fucking adored your chubby body. If this is what it means to be a chubby chaser then he’s at the top of the list. Maybe even in the VIP section with Geto, Toji, and Nanami.
Tagging: @shunsuist @happygoluckyalexis @honeybleed ( my baby I am so sorry for not tagging you when I put this out, forgive me) @mastermindenoshimaalicia @cybercandy1 @simpingfor-wakasa @angelshub and anyone else who wants to be tagged in drabbles
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I am salivating at the idea of jock!reiner, who everybody is intimidated by. Not so much because he’s a bully or has a mean streak but his stature. His physique alone is enough to ward off anyone..broad shoulders, six foot four, three hundred and thirty pounds of pure muscle and incredible strength.. but for those who know him, he’s nothing more than a gentle giant. As docile as they come and the sweetest guy you’d ever meet. Some would even describe him as a bit naive or gullible at times. His kindhearted nature, some believed, would be his downfall. Even so, that doesn’t stop the guys he plays football with from watching themselves when they see you come into the room…arm latched onto his as you two navigate through the party his team was hosting that night. A get together for newly recruited first draft picks for the NFL. He was proud to be attending and with the most beautiful woman nonetheless. It was far more laid back, and a pool party nonetheless..so naturally, when you came strutting through the courtyard; white bikini and fishnets covering your decadent skin and curvy frame, a belly button ring glistening from your tummy with your stretch marks on display, curls coiled atop your head, heels strapped around your smooth legs and white toes to match, everyone’s eyes was adverted onto you. As is his. He’s always gushing over his lady and it’s easy to see why. You’re always wearing revealing outfits and dressing provocatively. Titties out, ass always showing and never covering up regardless of the conditions. He never really pays it any mind but it’s not until one day that his friends pose the question: “you don’t have a problem with your girl dressing like that?” And with the widest smirk on his face, your man simply shrugs, and replies just as calmly:
“..not at all.”
mainly because he knows that no matter how many wandering eyes watch you or how many whispers he gets about your appearance…he’s the only one with the honor of getting to strip you out of said ensembles. The only one who gets to grope you from behind with those large hands and circulate his fingers on your clit as he marks your neck with kisses. He’s the one person who can make you come twice in a matter of mere minutes. And he’s certainly the only one with the privilege of getting to glide in between your thighs, bending you over with a hand laced around your throat as your colliding bodies stand before a mirror and his cock thrashing around inside of you..your juices dripping all down his pelvis and shaft as he forces you into an orgasm because the tip of his dick is perfectly stabbing at your sensitive core. “I’m the only one that can make this pussy squirt like this, isn’t that right, baby? The only person who can make you feel this good..” fish hooking those large digits into your mouth as he tugs you back with those plump ass cheeks clapping against him. “Yes daddy, this is your pussy..”
no need to be insecure over what’s rightfully yours <3
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pretty girl — op.81 (18+)
pairing: oscar piastri x plus-size!reader
word count: 5.1k
warnings: 18+ !! body insecurity, SMUT SMUT SMUT, ABSOLUTE UTTER FILTH; spanking, use of 'sir', creampie x 2 (don’t be silly, wrap ur willy !!), oscar eating you out after cumming inside you, squirting, light choking, Oscar has an obsession with calling you angel, wayyyyy too many pet names
@jamminvroomvroom I'm not sorry in the slightest jas 🤭 enjoy! mwah ₊˚❀.ೃ࿔*:・
You weren’t sure how it had started. Maybe it was the pressure online. Maybe it was the ‘fans’. Maybe it was just your own damn mind, but something was eating away at you. It wasn’t Oscar though. Never Oscar. He loved you to no end, treated you like royalty, looked at you like you’d hung the stars in the sky and created the moon with your own hands.
But sometimes even Oscar’s adoration and affection couldn’t stop the voices in your head from creeping in and planting the seeds of lies in your head; ‘he could do so much better’, ‘you’re not enough’, ‘you need to be better’, ‘you’re not worth his time’, ‘he’s with you out of sympathy’.
You pulled up your t-shirt and stared at your underwear-clad body. You frowned and glared at your reflection in the mirror, before poking your stomach once again. You turned to the side and noticed how much bigger your thighs were than they had been a few months ago. Your eyes were drawn to the stretch marks that decorated your hips and upper legs, courtesy of your body growing too quickly to keep up with itself. You spotted every single speck of cellulite or mark that made your body look imperfect.
You looked disgusting.
At least that’s how you felt.
You hadn’t always felt like this either. Once, there had been a time when you loved your body, your curves and all of your flaws. But dating a professional athlete, especially one as visually perfect as Oscar, meant you were prone to hate. It had started with a few small comments, that eventually grew into a whole flood of messages and abuse that just got too much. You had let it get to you.
You weren’t yourself anymore. Even you could see that. You didn’t smile as much anymore, and when you did, the smiles weren’t real. They were fake. You felt like you were living from one day to the next, not sure when you woke up the next morning whether you were thankful for that or not. You hardly left the house anymore. Your friends all seemed like the flawless poster girls and you were the odd one out. You’d even begun to push Oscar away from you, instead choosing to lock yourself away.
Skipping meals had become a regular habit and it was no longer uncommon for you to spend up to twelve hours a week in the gym. It wasn’t just your weight and figure though. When you were out with Oscar you didn’t feel like you looked good enough to be able to stand next to him, let alone hold his hand and walk with him through the paddock in front of all those cameras. Today was day three of you being completely incommunicado with the outside world, and Oscar was worried about you. He had called you and texted you but there was no answer. He called your friends who all said that they too were worried and hadn’t had any answer from you.
So there you stood in your underwear wearing one of the few of Oscar’s oversized t-shirts that fitted you, pulled up to your chin whilst you inspected and scrutinised your body. You hadn’t noticed the front door unlock, or heard the footsteps coming down the hallway. You heard your bedroom door open and you turned to see Oscar. He visibly exhaled as he saw that you were okay. But then he noticed. How red and puffy your eyes were from crying and how big the dark bags that lined your eyes were from lack of sleep. He slowly made his way across the room to stand in front of you.
You looked down at the floor unable to make eye contact. You felt embarrassed that he was seeing you in this state. You attempted to pull his t-shirt down to cover your thighs as you felt his gaze travel up and down your body. He grabbed your wrist, and brought it up to his lip as he kissed the inside of your wrist. He gently kissed up your arm and over your shoulder before kissing along your collarbones and up your neck. He stopped once he got to your lips and pulled back to look you in the eyes. His heart broke as he watched one single tear trickle down your face and then another and another until eventually your whole body was wracking with convulsive sobs. He pulled you into his chest tightly and held you close.
Neither of you were sure how long you stood there for, but that didn’t matter. In that moment, all you needed was him, and he was more than happy to provide the comfort you needed. Once your crying had subsided he led you to the bed. You both led down, his arms wrapped around you as you led on his chest.
“Y/N?” He said gently, rubbing his hand up and down your arm to help soothe you.
“Yeah?” You said sniffling and snuggling into him more.
“You know that I love you more than anything right?” He said, staring down at you and kissing the top of your head. You gave a weak scoff,
“Yeah right…” Oscar squeezed you tight
“I do!” You pulled away from him and sat up
“Why?”
“Because-“ He started,
“Because I’ll tell you why you shouldn’t. I’m disgusting Oscar. I’m fat, I have stretch marks and my thighs are covered in cellulite. I don’t deserve you Osc can’t you see that? Your fans hate me and it’s making me hate myself!” You finished, slightly out of breath and you felt a new wave of tears fall from your eyes. Oscar sat up so you were sitting opposite each other.
“Stop.” He commanded, “I don’t wanna hear anymore of that.” He spoke almost angrily; you looked up at him to meet his gaze. He looked like he was about to cry too, “You’re beautiful, angel, can’t you see that?” He said his voice cracking as he reached for your hands, “So what if you’re squishy? I love that about you.” You frowned; slightly confused that this was your boyfriend’s attempt to comfort you.
“Angel, I will call you squishy and you will be mine, and you will be my squishy!” He said, quoting Finding Nemo as he squeezed your cheeks, forcing your lips into a pout. You giggled at your boyfriend and he smiled, “I don’t care what my ‘fans’ say, they’re not in this relationship, it’s me and you. Your weight doesn’t matter to me. So what if you have larger hips? It just means there’s more of you to love. Plus…” he trailed off for a moment, hands moving down to squeeze your hips, “you aren’t gonna break if things get a little... rough.” He said winking at you. “Stretch marks and cellulite? Angel, you aren’t the only one who has them. Honestly you’re stunning baby.” His compliments made you look down but you smiled slightly, touched by his words.
“See, your smile is beautiful!” He said, gently lifting your chin back up to look at him. “Babe, I also know that you’ve been skipping meals, so how about we order some pizza and watch Finding Nemo?” he suggested, you nodded before leaning up to connect your lips in a sweet kiss.
“Oscar?” You said, as you broke apart, leaning your foreheads together.
“Hmmm?”
“Thank you.” You said sincerely before he pulled you onto his lap and began to kiss you again, his hands gently creeping underneath the hem of his t-shirt.
Oh well… The pizza could wait.
You sighed into his mouth as he gently bit your bottom lip, pulling away and tugging as his eyes darkened.
“Need to see you angel… fuck please?” You nodded shyly, hands slowly dropping to the hem of the t-shirt you were wearing as Oscar’s hand comfortingly rubbed your thighs, tracing gentle circles with his thumbs. You hadn’t had sex in a while. Too terrified to let him see your body and too worried about your insecurities. The last time you’d slept together you’d asked to leave the lights off and keep your t-shirt on. Oscar had been confused and he had obliged then - but no more. He was determined to show you just how damn sexy he found you.
Oscar noticed your hesitation. “Hold on angel” He pulled away from you slightly to pull his t-shirt over his head.
“Look at my back.” He turned and sat facing away from you as your hands delicately traced over the slightly raised zigzag marks that stretched over his back and shoulders… They looked similar to the marks on your stomach and hips that haunted you.
“Y-you have them too?” Your voice was quiet and timid as Oscar gave a soft smile, nodding his head,
“I went through a pretty quick growth spurt when I was in school and then another one when I got into F2… I always hated looking at them too… until I realised that they were a part of my body and a part of my story of how I’d grown, become stronger, learned what my body could do and what I was capable of.” Your eyes filled with tears as he turned back to face you, “Do you love me any less now you’ve seen them?”
You shook your head furiously,
“Of course not!”
“Then why do you hate them so much when you see them on yourself? Do you think I love you any less just because you have them?” Your eyes filled with tears once more as he slowly pushed you to lie down on the bed, crawling on top of you.“Because let me tell you angel… whenever I see them…” His hands dropped to the hem of your t-shirt, sliding it up to expose your hips and panties “They make me feel…” He leaned down to press kisses to the lines across your hips between each word,“
So” kiss “fucking’” kiss, “feral…”
“Your cute tummy?” He paused to blow raspberries on your soft stomach making you squeal with laughter “adorable!”
“Your thighs…” He moved back down slightly to bite at them, making your back arch and a soft moan tumble from your lips. “I think about having them wrapped around my head about 7 times a day… and fuck angel…” He slid his hands underneath your ass and squeezed, “This ass? Might just take the title of world’s best ass…” You giggled as you reach down to cup his face,
“Actually baby I’m pretty sure that title belongs to Bottas” He moved up your body and paused as he thought for a moment before nodding,
“True…” He nodded jokingly before leaning down to nuzzle his nose against yours. He left hot open mouth kisses against your neck and collarbones, making you squirm and let out breathy moans. Distracted by how good he was making you feel, you didn’t realise his hands were moving your t-shirt up until he sat you up slightly to pull it over your head.
You fell back against the sheets wearing just your panties as Oscar knelt over you, you heard him inhale through his teeth as he drank in the sight of your soft, plush body in his bed,
“Wanna take you so badly angel…” His hands were everywhere as he grabbed your hips, your thighs, your ass, your breasts. Like he couldn’t get enough of you.
“Touch me please Osc” He stared down at you, smirking slightly,
“Where do you want me to touch you angel?” Your face grew hot and your heart rate sped up. You knew what he wanted you to say. Even after this long it still flustered you.
“Want you t-to touch m-my pussy… p-please.” He cooed at you as his hand stroked your cheek,
“Good girl…” One hand dropped to your pussy as he pushed your panties to one side, a single finger trailing up your slit, collecting the arousal already dripping out of you, finger moving to his mouth in an effort to tease you - it worked.You whined and shook your hips impatiently as he chuckled lowly,
“I’ve got you sweet girl…” His fingers moved back to your entrance, slowly pushing one in as more needy whines tumbled from your mouth,
“Please Oscar, want it, need it!” He smiled down at you, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your mound,
“Fuck you’re such a good girl, you know that right? My. good. girl.” He emphasised each word with a curl of his fingers to graze against your g-spot.
“Oscar- Sir!” He growled at your use of that specific title and pushed another finger in, head falling back in a silent moan at how tight you feel around his fingers.
“You’re so needy for me angel, hmmm?” He pouted in mock sympathy, “s’okay baby I’ll take care of you.”
He leant over your torso, softly kissing your breasts and leaving pretty red and purple marks to decorate your chest along with your stretch marks,
“So fucking pretty… should be in a museum or a gallery…” he mumbled as he admired his artwork, your arms moving to wrap around his neck, pulling him down until his forehead rested against yours. Your hips bucked up into his hand as he continued to thrust his fingers into your pussy, the palm of his hand grinding against your clit. He paused for a moment, growling at the way your panties got in the way
“Oscar!” you exclaimed as he ripped them off of you,
“I‘ll buy you some new ones angel, it’s fine…” He quickly pushed his fingers back into your tight hole as you felt a warm sensation growing in your lower stomach.
“That feeling good pretty girl?” He crooned down at you almost condescendingly as his fingers sped up. Breathy moans and whiney pants were all that left your mouth as you could feel yourself climbing higher towards that peak, the coil in your stomach threatening to burst.
“Such a good girl for me, so sweet angel” Oscar growled above you,
“Fuck! Oscar-” you wailed out as he leant down to bite your neck, teeth nipping, sure to leave a mark.
“You’re mine angel… my pretty girl…” Those words were the last push you needed as you felt your orgasm explode. Your eyes shut tightly as your legs tensed up, thighs closing and locking Oscar’s hand between them. He chuckled at your out-of-breath form and pressed soft kisses to your hairline as he calmed you down, gently praising you.
“Such a good girl, you’re so beautiful angel, love you so much…” You smiled up at him, hands tangling in his hair as you pulled him down to meet your lips, hot and passionate.
“Want you inside me Oscar please!” You mumbled against his lips, he pulled back, stripping his lower half of his sweats and underwear,
“Course angel... “ Your head tilted to one side in confusion when you saw him lie down next to you on the bed. He patted his thighs,
“Want you to ride me pretty girl, wanna see my gorgeous girl on top of me.” You faltered as you heard his words,
“I don’t know Osc I-”
“Y/N,” he sat up suddenly, the use of your name showing you he was serious,
“I want you to do this… Not just for me but for you too. You’re perfect my love… I love you because of who you are as a person. Your insanely hot body is just a bonus…” He grabbed your hands, gently helping you straddle his thighs. “So… come and take what’s yours angel…”
You climbed on top of him, sliding your wet cunt up and down his shaft which was throbbing against his abdomen. Hot and hard, you could feel yourself salivating at the thought of him sliding into you and stretching your pussy.
“Fuck, you’re so wet baby, you want my cock in your pretty little pussy?” You whined needily, hands falling to Oscar’s chest, nails digging in slightly as you grinded even faster,
“H-help please…” you begged. Oscar gently shushed you, one hand reaching down to grasp his cock and push it into you,
“There you go baby, take your time- that’s it.” His hands gently caressed up and down your plush sides, gripping the flesh and relishing in the way his fingers sank into your soft hips and thighs.
“Look at you… you’re fuckin delicious…” His head fell back as you sank all the way down to the hilt, a desperate moan leaving your lips at the slight sting you felt. No matter how many times you took Oscar’s cock, the stretch was always delectable.
“Fuck! Your pussy is so tight… you gonna milk my cock angel?” You nodded desperately, starting up a slow rhythm, your tits bouncing slightly as your ass slapped against his thighs.
Between the two of you, the room was filled with the most pornographic noises, moans, whines, skin-on-skin and the sounds of your wet cunt. Your eyes shut as your head fell back, speeding your pace up.
“Look at you… you’re a goddess, baby…” Oscar couldn’t take his eyes away from your form, a light sheen of sweat covered your body as your breasts and thighs jiggled with each firm slam of your hips. Your eyes slowly fluttered shut as your lips parted, releasing the most beautiful sounds he had ever heard. How could you ever think you were not beautiful? One of his hands snaked down from your hips and began to rub your clit with his thumb, making your walls spasm around him. He growled out a low moan.
“Oscar… Sir!” You cried out, “gonna cum!” You nails raked down his chest as you felt his thick cock reach deep into you, tip touching your cervix.
“Shit!” Oscar hissed as he felt your nails digging in, desperately grabbing onto him in an effort to keep yourself from floating away. He grabbed your hips, lifting you up and down slightly to help you keep moving on his cock.
“You close? Hmmm?” You nodded, flopping down onto his chest as the burning in your thighs forced you to give out, “I’ll help you angel don’t worry,” Oscar soothed you as his hands wrapped around your back, planting his feet on the bed to begin thrusting up into you. “You feel so so good angel, such a sweet little cunt…”
You mewled in response as his hips pistoned into you.
“Please, please, please, please please- oh fuck!” Your orgasm hit you like a freight train, so sudden it overtook your whole body, feeling it in every limb from your fingertips to your toes.
“There you go, atta girl…” Oscar crooned as his thrusts became uneven, he spilled into you, cock throbbing as his cum filled your pussy. “Milk my cock that’s it…” he moaned as your quivering cunt continued to spasm around him.
He planted kisses all over your face, making you giggle as his arms tightened around you. You led against his chest for a moment, head fuzzy from the intensity of your orgasm, before you realised you could quite possibly be squashing your boyfriend. You gasped and shot up to roll off of him but his arms stayed firmly locked around you, leaving you unable to move,
“Oscar…” You struggled a little making him laugh,
“Oh absolutely not sweetheart, you are staying right here, until I say so.” You continued wriggling much to his disdain and you whimpered as a sharp spank landed against your ass cheek
“Oscar!” He raised an eyebrow as he looked up at you,
“Then will you behave?” You looked away, face burying into his neck once more,
“Just don’t wanna squash you…” Oscar sighed contentedly,
“I love how it feels when you squash me though?” You scoffed and another spank hit your ass, slightly harder than the last. Your hips wiggled and squirmed and Oscar grunted at how sensitive he was, gripping your hips to still you once again.
“Easy there sweet girl…” His voice was right there in your ear and the closeness sent shivers down your spine, pussy clenching around him subconsciously. “Oh that’s it.” Oscar growled, sitting up with you still in his lap,
“Wha– Oscar?!”
“I’m not fucking joking around baby.” You looked at him, his eyes flashing with lust and you felt that fire ignite in your tummy again. Oh you were so fucked. He gripped your chin softly, lips hovering right above your own,
“I’m gonna lie back down,” your eyes rolled back as you practically felt his words against your lips, “and you’re gonna sit on my face.” Your eyes shot open,
“R-really?” His answer was placing his lips over yours, biting and sucking your bottom lip, his hands guiding your hips to grind in his lap as your hands gripped his shoulders,
“Really.” He led back down and you whined as he slid himself out of you, his cum dripping down your thighs already,
“Wait, but… you came insi–”
“It’s my mess isn’t it? So I should clean it up.” You practically melted on the spot as he beckoned you towards him, “Now come here angel and take a seat… Every goddess needs a throne right?”
You giggled despite how serious he was being and crawled up his body until his face was right underneath your pussy. You knelt up, hands grabbing the headboard as Oscar traced gentle kisses over your thighs, hands grabbing your ass. You could feel his breath against your pussy lips and you clenched around nothing, another drop of his cum and your wetness dripping down to where his mouth was ready and waiting. He moaned at the taste of the two of you mixed together and decided enough was enough. Gripping your ass tighter he licked a long stripe from your entrance up to your clit, landing a quick little kiss against your sensitive bud for good measure.
You giggled out a moan at the feeling, but Oscar was frustrated,
“Angel, I told you to sit on my face.”
“I am!” Oscar rolled his eyes,
“No you’re hovering… I told you to fucking sit–” His arms wrapped round your hips and pulled you down onto his face, moaning loudly as he was suddenly smothered by your cunt, causing a whimper to leave your mouth at the vibrations Oscar ate you out like a man starved, tongue fucking your pussy and nose rubbing against your clit as one of your hands flew to his hair, pulling and tugging as you couldn’t help the way your hips started grinding against his tongue,
“Fuck. Yes angel…”, “that’s it”, “just like that”, Oscar gasped out between breaths as he drowned in your pussy. You looked down and gasped. He looked feral. His eyes rolling back as he licked and sucked every inch of your pussy he could get too.
He pulled you up for a moment and you panicked slightly, were you hurting him? He must have seen your expression because he was quick to run his hands up and down your hips in a soothing manner,
“I need you to use my face angel, grind on my tongue, fuck my face okay baby?”
“What if I suffocate you?” Oscar groaned,
“What a perfect fucking way to go…” He trailed off as you dropped your pussy back onto his waiting tongue, following his instructions and grinding your soaking cunt back and forth.
The noises Oscar was making were driving you crazy and each growl, moan and praise had you moving even more enthusiastically. A loud whine escaped you as his nose caught your sensitive clit at just the right angle.You could feel it building in your stomach, rising up from your toes all the way to the top of your head.
“Fuck Osc, feels so fuckin good…” You mumbled out, barely able to form a sentence. A grunt from Oscar told you he was happy to hear that,
“Yeah? Don’t stop angel.”
“W-want more…” Your voice was breathy as he continued to push you towards the edge,
“What d’you need?”
“Your hands on my ass… Please?” You begged,
“Already touchin’”
“N-no please… harder… wanna see your handprint on my ass…” You squealed as a heavy swat fell against your ass,
“Oh my god Oscar, fuck yes!” You cried out, “More! Harder! Make me fucking take it, I’ll be so good for you Osc I promise!” You babbled out as you felt the way he made your ass sting over and over and you couldn’t help the way you grabbed his hair tighter as you felt him fucking smile against your pussy,
“I’m gonna cum… Oscar…” You warned him but that only seemed to invigorate him, the most obscene noises coming from your boyfriend between your legs,
“Fucking soak me baby come on… please fuck…” Oscar was practically begging into your pussy as your hips stuttered, head falling back as your mouth dropped open in a silent scream. Oscar groaned as your pussy leaked your orgasm into his mouth, leaving gentle licks and soft kisses over your clit to help you ride out your high.
You slumped to the side, not wanting to actually suffocate your boyfriend and your eyes widened when you saw how hard he was, his cock pink and pretty and throbbing. Oscar was unashamed as he brought one hand down to stroke himself, neck straining.
“Can’t help it angel, it’s just what you do to me…” You watched, transfixed, as your boyfriend slowly and leisurely fucked his hand. You felt yourself salivate and you leaned forward, gently blowing cool air across the tip. You watched as it throbbed and leaked more precum. Oscar watched you through half-lidded eyes as you made yourself comfortable between his legs.
“Having fun there angel?” You nodded, looking up at him and looking into his eyes,
“Just wanna return the favour…” You pressed a kiss to the tip and giggled at the way he shivered and goosebumps ran along his thighs,
“Behave angel…” You nodded, tongue peeking out from your mouth to kitten lick the tip. Oscar groaned one hand gently smoothed your head, “so fuckin’ good to me… but this is about you…” He sat up and gently cupped your face with his hand,
“I love you, so much.” He said the words with so much conviction you felt your eyes get glassy,
“I love you too…” His lips met yours more softly, more intimately than they had before. You felt his thumb gently trace over your cheek as you tasted yourself and him on his tongue. That thought drove you crazy and you found yourself pulling him closer to you as your other hand grabbed the back of his head and gently pulled the hair there. He moaned, a beautiful sound and his open mouth allowed you to slip your tongue inside, sucking and licking gently on his.
You pulled apart and noticed how your lips were still connected by the spit dripping from both of your mouths. God sex with him was always so hot. It seemed he still wasn’t done with you though as he indicated for you to turn around. You did so and caught sight of your body in the mirror. You gasped at how fucked out you looked. Oscar smirked as he wrapped his arms around you from behind. One hand sliding round your plush tummy and the other sliding up to gently hold your neck. He kissed your neck,
“Look at you angel… my pretty girl, all fucking mine.” You leaned back against him and he smiled, “So now you’re gonna watch me remind you that you’re mine. You’re gonna watch how well you take me, how your body was made for mine, how pretty you look when I make you cum." He gently pushed you forward until you were on all fours.
You felt him line himself up with your pussy behind you and you felt like the air was knocked out of you as he thrust in in one smooth motion. He felt so much bigger, thicker, deeper at this angle. The look on his face told you he was feeling how much tighter this angle was too. His hands used your hips as leverage as he languidly thrust in and out of you. You hummed happily as you felt a sharp sting across your asscheek in the shape of his handprint. That reaction spurred Oscar on and your moans got louder as his thrusts got harder, pounding into you, his hips slamming into your ass with a satisfying slap.
Your head dropped to the comforter at the way his cock dragged against your walls, setting your nerves alight. He leaned forward over the top of you and grabbed your throat once more,
“Oh nuh uh angel… look,” His eyes met yours through the mirror, “you don’t get to look away… just watch how pretty you look while I fuck you…”
You couldn’t help the way your eyes closed, the feeling too good to deny, Oscar tutted loudly and stopped moving his hips in and out, instead circling them while he was deep inside you. You couldn’t make any noise, just let your mouth hang open. You shuddered and whined, desperately humping back onto his cock.
“Oh fuck me angel…” Oscar’s hand quickly found your clit and you whimpered loudly,
“I’m not gonna last much longer!”
“Me either angel, it’s okay…” Your eyes shot open as you suddenly felt a familiar sensation between your legs,
“Oscar…” you warned him, his head dropped to your shoulder as his hips began rolling into yours again,
“I know angel, I feel it, it’s okay… make a pretty mess for me.” His head looked back up to make eye contact with you once more,
“Cum for me angel.” He whispered and it was like a trigger had been pulled.
With a loud cry, your whole body shook. White-hot pleasure spilling over, toes curling and walls clenching tightly as you soaked your boyfriend’s cock and his hand, squirting all over the sheets below,
“Fuckkkk angel yes yes yes just like that!” You felt his thrusts speed up as he pushed himself to another orgasm. His cock throbbed so hard inside you that you felt it and you hummed contentedly, filled up with Oscar’s cum once more.
“Holy shit baby…” Oscar planted kisses down your back as he moved to pull out of you. You shuddered at the feeling of his cock pulling out.Oscar flopped onto his back and opened his arms, a silent invitation to cuddle,
“I love you.” A soft kiss landed against your forehead,
“I love you.” A kiss to his chest,
“You’re so beautiful Y/N, I mean it. My pretty girl.” He squeezed you tighter in his arms and you giggled.
“So,” he sighed contentedly, “how about that pizza?”
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he can’t think straight. His bones are like goo, his body a mind of its own.
miguel’s shaking away the mist from his mind, which continues to cloud his judgment.
his hair, which is slick with sweat, drips onto his forehead, and onto his naked and gleaming pecks. It’s more ragged than how it’s usually styled.
each harsh thrust of his hips continues to bounce the loose curls, in tandem with the clap and recoil of your plump ass.
“fuck, tesoro.” the sight alone made the man behind you groan loudly, causing him to grip at your hips harder.
leaning down towards your backside, Miguel shoved his face into your neck, inhaling your sweet, tangy scent.
he continued to batter his way inside your fleshy, gummy walls. Almost as if trying to get his thick cock to impliment its shape into your quivering hole.
“miguel…” whimpering, you gripped at the sheets under you, pushing your hips back to meet with his thrusts to get him to hit deeper inside.
biting down on your neck, Miguel groaned at the feeling of your walls squeezing him. His eyes almost rolling to the back of his head just from it.
he began to speed up his thrusting, planting his feet onto the bed and slamming his hips onto your ass harder.
pulling back to move his hair out of his face, Miguel looked down to see where you both were connected, letting out a slight whimper at the sight of your fat pussy lips gripping at his dick. not wanting to let go of him.
“mierda. I’m not letting you go until you’re full of my seed, ¿entiendes?” He doesn’t even let you answer, because he’s already going back to wrapping his lips around your neck and grabbing at plump body. His hands snake around your large tits and wide waist to keep you in place.
even if you’d repeatedly asked for a break, if your legs shook from your orgasms, if you blacked out; this man wouldn’t let you go. At least, not until you’d squirted a few times and had lost the ability to walk the next day.
(miguel would definitely have a plus sized lover. It’s just in our Mexican nature!)
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Kinktober 2023 - Day 7
Sex Toys with Bucky Barnes
"The Gift"
Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!
Summary: You give Bucky a gift he never knew he wanted.
Warnings: Smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - masturbation, sex toys, homemade porn, dirty talk, pet names, langcorn, reference to oral & vaginal sex, Bucky being a needy boy.
Bucky paced back and forth, trying to avoid staring at the box on the bed. His fingers pulling on his hair and biting at his bottom lip, trying to find a way to direct his attention anywhere else, but his mind kept pulling him back. The ache between his legs was beginning to throb each time he looked at the box & let his thoughts drift back to you.
You had to know what even just your innocent little texts did to him when you had been gone this long. Even just a sweet "miss you so much, Buck" sent his blood straight to his cock. It gets him thinking about how you can be all sugar sweet around everyone else then turn into such a dirty girl the minute you get to your bedroom. Hell you loved nothing more than whispering something filthy to him right before walking in a room with someone else just to get him wound up.
He had no idea what he had unleashed the first time you two started getting a little frisky. He loved how you seemed a little old fashioned when you started dating. How you made him court you made him earn each and every little kiss. By the time you two had gotten to the point of sex being a possibility, he was nervous he would scare you away by being too aggressive. Little did he know what awaited him.
He will never forget the night he found out how bad you really were. You had been dating a couple of weeks and had the compound to yourselves for an evening, so it wasn't surprising when watching a movie devolved into a hot and heavy make-out session. He tried not to let on that you had him hard as a rock. He didn't want to put any pressure on you. Then, as you were adjusting to hook your leg around him, your thigh brushed up against his erection making him moan against your lips. He hoped maybe you hadn't noticed or, at the very least, were going to pretend you didn't feel the massive bulge in his pants.
You pulled back to look in his eyes, and he looked like a deer in headlights. He was terrified you were gonna slap him or never want to see him again. He didn't expect you to let out a dark little chuckle and bite his bottom lip. You sucked his lip into your mouth, then let it go with a wet pop before licking it once. He sat frozen as you moved your lips to whisper in his ear. Your voice dropped an octave as you spoke.
"Well, well, soldier, seems like you're enjoying this, huh? Enjoying having my mouth on you. Have you thought about what else I can do with my mouth?" With that, you sucked his earlobe into your mouth, and he let out a little high-pitched squeal he didn't know he could make.
"Maybe my mouth is a bit too much for now, hmm. Don't want you to blow just yet, Buck. What about my hands? Bet you've thought of them touching you. Stroking you all over."
As you spoke, you moved one hand up to his hair, leaving the other wrapped around his neck, keeping him close to you. Accenting the end of each sentence with the particular touch you described.
"Thought about my fingers pulling on your hair." You purred, gripping his soft, short, dark brown hair and giving it a soft tug.
"My nails scraping down your back." You gently pulled your nails in a straight line down his spine, stopping at the base of it.
"My palm sliding up and down your chest", you let your hand circle his waist and slide up under his shirt, pressing your entire hand flat to the center of his strong chest. You could feel his heart pounding. He had his eyes closed and was trying to keep his breathing steady. His nostrils flared. He didn't want to let you know how close you had him to losing all control.
You paused for a moment, lulling him into a trap to make him open his eyes. You kissed his lips softly and sweetly. Innocently. Then, after rubbing your nose against his, you pulled back to see his beautiful blue eyes.
Like a cobra, you struck. Using the hand looped around his neck, you grabbed his hair and yanked his head back. You rose to your knees, so you were looking down at him and slowly started pulling your hand downward.
A wicked grin on your face as you dragged the next sentence out word by word. You knew you had him exactly where you wanted him.
".. and I bet that there's something else you've thought about my hands doing, isn't that right, Buck? Bet you've thought about it so much. Bet you've thought about it after every date we've had."
You could feel him inhale sharply as you touched the top of his abdomen. You slowly started to curl your fingers in, leaving just your index finger touching him.
"Maybe you've thought about it when you're in the shower..."
You felt his abs contract under your fingertip.
"I'm sure you've thought about it in bed at night too. I know I have, baby."
Your fingertip hit the top of his jeans, and just for a second, you stopped. Giving him a chance to push you off of him if he didn't want you to go any farther. When all that came from him was a little whimper, you let your fingertip continue over the button & down his fly.
"Bet you've thought about me touching you here. Thought about me touching, and rubbing, and stroking your hard cock. You feel even bigger than I imagined, baby."
After hitting the bottom of his groin with just your fingertip, you turned your hand and gripped him with your whole hand. Starting to massage his entire bulge. A loud moan escaped as he fought the urge to thrust into your hand.
He was now staring at you with his eyes wide & his mouth hanging open. What happened to the sweet shy thing who blushed when he brought you flowers? Here you were a little sexbomb on the verge of making him cum in his pants and you had only just started touching him.
From then on, you just kept surprising him with how dirty you could be. So, really, he shouldn't have been that surprised when he found the naughty little gift you left him when you went on your mission.
It was the first time either of you had to leave since the 2 of you started dating, let alone having sex. You knew the both of you would be missing each other something bad. So the last night you were together there were lots of pics and few little videos. Bucky knew they were mostly for him. You were gonna have your hands full with the mission.
You had awoken something in him that had been asleep since before he became the Winter Soldier. He couldn't get enough of you, of your body. Of your perfect wet little pussy. He loved telling you that too. That was why you got him the gift.
It was a sex toy. A Fleshlight.
He picked up the card and read it again:
Something to play with until you can enjoy the real thing again. I picked the one I thought looked the most like your best girl ;)
XOXO
Your best girl and your girlfriend too
He hadn't dared to open the toy yet. He wanted to, but he wasn't sure he could. His 1940s sensibilities were getting the best of him. He wasn't a prude by any means, but the idea of fucking a plastic toy designed to look like a pussy just seemed so... dirty.
Of course, that was also the appeal, wasn't it? Especially the fact that you had picked one you thought looked like your pussy. His pussy. He was curious if it really did. It was hard to tell from the outer box.
There was no harm in taking a peek, right? You had sent him a message after you knew he had found your gift. Telling him that if he didn't want to use it or it weirded him out that he didn't have to use it or even keep it.
He would just have a look and then put it away. Figure out his feelings a bit more before he decided what to do. He at least had to know if it did look like you. Although he would put money that it wouldn't be as perfect as yours. Nothing would ever be as perfect to him as your pussy.
He double-checked to make sure his door was locked. Approaching the box and tentatively picking it up. He looked over the images on the outside and felt himself cringe. It felt like the naked woman on the box was judging him. She looked nothing like you and did absolutely nothing for him. He quickly unsealed and opened the box, and pulled out the toy wrapped in tissue paper. Not sure if he wanted to unwrap just the end or the whole toy.
He decided to go right for what had him the most curious. The soft, skin colored silicone slowly coming in to view. He let the fingers of his right hand stroke the edge of the silicone. To his surprise, it did feel rather nice under his touch. Now, he was ready to reveal the toy fully. He bit his bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled away the last bit of tissue. A moan pulling deep in his throat.
Oh fuck, it did look like your pussy. His pussy. His mouth watered and his pants immediately got tight. He couldn't tear his eyes off of it now. He let his thumb stroke over the fake clit on the toy and swore he could almost hear you shudder. Then he used his index and middle finger to trace the plump labia of the toy and momentarily stretch the hole.
He was right, it was nowhere close to as perfect as your juicy pussy, but it was much more tempting than he could ever have thought possible. He wanted to lick it like he would lick you, and he wanted to fuck it like he would fuck you. Was he really going to do this? He picked up your note and read it one more time, imagining the look on your face and the things you would say to him if you were here watching him.
Yep. He was really going to do this.
He quickly stuffed the paper wrapping in the box and threw the box under his bed. Pulling the blankets back on his bed and dropping the toy there. Quickly opening his nightstand and fishing for the bottle of lube. Throwing his shirt and jeans off as fast as he could before moving to lay in the very middle of the bed. That way, he could smell your pillow and pretend you were really there with him.
The toy momentarily forgotten as he began scrolling through the various naughty photos and videos he had of you. Starting to palm and rub at his hard cock through his underwear. He could practically hear you saying how much you loved seeing him in his just his boxer briefs. You always said his cock looked incredible straining against the tight fabric. How they hugged his thighs and his ass perfectly. That you never thought a guy in his underwear could get you that wet.
Fuck you made him feel so good. He forgot all the things he hated about his body when you touched and praised him. You made him feel sexy. You made him want to show off for you. Making a very clear point of saying how all these photos and videos weren't just for him. Maybe he would send you a picture when he was done?
He stopped at a video clip where you were sitting between his legs, slowly taking off your bra and panties. Stopping to rub at him a few times or shake your tits at him. He heard his own voice telling you to pull at your nipples. His cock twitched at the moan that fell from your lips. He knew what was coming next, so he quickly set the phone down reaching for the lube and the pussy toy.
He flipped the cap up on the lube and let some of the slick clear liquid coat the pads of his fingers just in time to hear himself tell you to take off your panties and show him your pussy. To show him his pussy and how wet you were for him. As you did exactly what he told you to in the video, he let his lube slicked fingers start to pet and stroke the outer lips of the toy. His long middle finger running a small circle around the hole, barely dipping inside before sliding back out and around.
Once the toy was nice and slick, just like your cunt now on display in the video, he set both it and his phone down just long enough to pull his underwear off. He gasped as he felt the cool air of the room make contact with his leaking tip. He was wetter than he thought he was, clearly underestimating his own need.
With his phone in one hand and the toy in the other, he waited until he heard his own voice in the video again. Waiting until he told you to come and rub your pretty pussy all over his cock. To get him nice and wet while you made your little pussy feel good.
The next video was a close up of his cock slotted between your pussy lips as you slid yourself back and forth against his shaft. He started to copy your motions in real time, letting the toy slide against his cock in time with your movements. A needy little moan falling from his lips when the toy caressed the ridge under the head of his cock.
His hips unexpectedly bucking a couple of times when he heard your whimpers in the video. If he closed his eyes, he would never think that it was a toy in his hand and not the real thing. It still wasn't you, nothing would ever feel as good as you, but fuck him it still felt so good.
He couldn't hold himself back much longer, so he flicked to the video of his cock slowly sliding in and out of you cunt. He could never get over how incredible you looked stretched around his length, how his cock glistened with you slick everytime he pulled back out. Your swollen clit front and center and just begging for attention.
He pulled his attention back to the toy in his hand. Angling it so his tip pressed against the hole of the toy. Adding just enough pressure to feel it start to stretch around his thick leaking head, just like your pussy would. A gasp pulled from his lips as the toy slowly engulfed his tip. Pulling it back up before pushing it down just a little more.
Repeating the same action over and over. Pushing down so the toy swallowed another inch of his cock, then pulling all the way up. Them pushing back down again until he had finally bottomed out. The video on his phone was momentarily forgotten. It felt incredible. So tight and snug and wet around his aching cock.
His hips acting on their own as he started rutting into the toy. Whimpering as it seemed to suck his cock back in. He fought the urge to start frantically fucking the toy. As good as it felt, and holy fuck did it feel good, he still wanted to fantasize it was your cunt he was fucking.
He let his eyes close again with his cock fully sheathed in the fake pussy. Quickly rolling onto his side and burying his face in your pillow as his hips started to thrust hard and fast. Moaning as your smell filled his nostrils. Replaying all the mornings you had woken up together only to have innocent spooning turn into fucking.
Bucky let himself start to whimper little praises as if you were really there. His vibranium hand grabbed at the blankets and clamped around your pillow. Pulling them closer to him. His mind turned to mush as the toy practically sucked the life out of him.
If he focused, he could almost hear you responding to him. Keening at both his praises and degradation. Saying filthy things right back to him.
“Fuck! Feels so good, baby. Always take my cock so fucking well. Can't wait to have you back in my arms. Can't wait to fuck you for real the second you are home. Miss you so much.”
He felt the heat of his climax building and his balls pulling tighter. Whimpering as he bit your pillow. Imagining he was biting and marking the soft, warm flesh on your neck. His flesh starting to tingle, and sweat starting to form on his brow. His hips thrusting so hard and fast the mattress was creaking. His needy groans and the wet suction of toy echoing through the room.
“Gonna cum, babydoll. Fuck, gonna cum so hard for you!”
Bucky thought his soul might actually leave his body with how hard he came. Spurt after spurt of his warm release filling the toy. A faint thought in the back of his mind about the possibility the toy might start to overflow.
Slowly his orgasm faded to electric aftershocks of pleasure. His breath still coming in gasps. His cock starting to soften, still nestled in the warm silicone that suddenly felt nowhere near as comforting as being inside of you. Even if it could give him an incredible orgasm, he was well aware that it wouldn't provide the loving and intimate aftercare that you always gave him. Snuggling his face into your pillow once again, he smiled as he thought about when he would get to hold you in post-coital bliss again.
When he finally caught his breath, he looked back to where he had dropped his phone earlier. The video had ended. Frozen on a closeup of your face with the most wicked smile on your face and the mischievous twinkle in your eyes, he knew so well. He wondered if you were missing him.
He hopes you are missing him, because fuck is he missing you; and your gift only made him miss you more. He was sure he was addicted to you.
After going to shower and cleaning himself up, along with cleaning the toy, he noticed the light on his phone blinking. Reaching for it once he was settled back down in bed. Frankly, he felt exhausted after trying out your present. Flicking on the screen, he saw that there was a new text message. It was from you. It was an emoji of a smiling Devil followed only by three words.
Enjoying your gift?
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GymRat!Miguel Part 1
I’ve seen everyone doing these drabbles/aus and I wanted to join! 🤠
content warning: It gets suggestive towards the end so MINORS BEWARE.
word count: 719 (kind of proofread, I got excited)
Daydreaming about GymRat!Miguel x PlusSize!Reader / Chubby!Reader and the dynamic of big tall bf x shorter chubby gf 🚻
Next ✩°。 ⋆⸜ 🎧✮ Masterlist
GymRat!Miguel who started off as an awkward, lanky, nerdy teen using the gym to blow off steam. His mom felt that he wasn’t a great influence to his brother, his father wasn’t his real father, and his step-brother was an asshole.
GymRat!Miguel who’s nearly triple his weight by the time he starts college, body full of muscle. His mom has calmed down despite him previously eating her out of a house and a home. His biological dad agreed to help with any leftover college expenses and his step-dad helps him move on campus. He’s tearful when he hugs Gabriel goodbye, promising to call and play their weekly games.
GymRat!Miguel who stays loyal to his nerdy roots and aims for a Science degree with a minor in Robotics for fun. He sticks out like a sore thumb in his classes, body taking up the ends of lab tables. Even though he prefers to sit in the front of classes, he opts to sit in the back so that everyone can see. He’s constantly using office hours and lingering after class so that he can make sure that his notes are correct.
GymRat!Miguel who first meets you in one of his bio labs and is immediately enamored by you. Your clothes hug your curves, you smell sweet, and something on you always matches. Your shoes and your backpack, your skirt and your jacket, your accessories and your nails.
GymRat!Miguel who ends up being in your group for a project and watches in awe as you take the lead, helping everyone decide which parts to complete. You go out of your way to make the powerpoint colorful and creative. You’re ecstatic when he turns in his parts extra early as everyone else has gone a-wall.
GymRat!Miguel who calms you down when the deadline is near and the rest of the group still hasn’t done their part. You two meet late in the library to finish everything. He thinks you’re adorable despite how stressed and tired you are. He makes the last minute decision to delete the other two group member’s names off of the title slide, taking the initiative to email the teacher before hand.
GymRat!Miguel who walks into the lab building on presentation day 50 minutes early and sees you being cornered by the other group members eyes full of confusion. He quickly walks over asking if there was a problem. Seeing him looming over them, the two decide give up, and scramble together a last minute presentation.
GymRat!Miguel who explains everything, telling you not to worry about the others and just focus on you all’s presentation. You two have great presentation, chemistry blooming as you bounce off each other. You both get an easy A and you hug Miguel out of an excitement before the next lab starts.
GymRat!Miguel who imprints the feeling of your body against his in his memory. Your smell, how soft you were, how small you felt in his arms, how tight you squeezed him.
GymRat!Miguel whose dreams of you have him tossing and turning in his twin sized bed that was far too little for him. He scares his poor roommate to death when his body hits the floor with a big boom. The dream of you under him shattering as he collides with the ground. He groans and apologizes to his roommate, pain in his side and his groin.
GymRat!Miguel who takes a cold shower, too aroused to go back to sleep. He bites his fist trying to quiet his moans, not wanting to wake his roommate for a second time. He replays images of you in his mind, pulling at his length until he shutters against the tile walls.
GymRat!Miguel whose heart drops when he checks his phone after his shower. You followed him on Instagram three hours ago. He checks your page and sees that you're private, but your profile picture is a lot. It's an angle from above you, your cleavage on display.
GymRat!Miguel who stands in the bathroom ogling at the photo like an idiot. He clicks the follow back button, watching as it shifts to pending, and stares down at his body again. He sighs and turns the shower back on, banking on his roommate sleeping through everything once again.
You had no idea the effect you had on him.
dividers by @y-onb 🩵
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Insatiable
warnings: mdni, nsfw
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I strongly believe that Kita has his sexual awakening when he starts dating you.
It takes quite a while before he kisses you deeper than a simple peck but once he does he is like “wait a minute.” and absolutely can’t stop anymore. Doesn’t want to stop anymore.
He starts to stare intensely at you during lectures not even paying attention to the professor because he could be kissing you right now. Why was he wasting his time with higher education?!
Once you guys take it a bit further and he knows what it’s like to eat you out, his mind goes blank and it’s becoming quite a problem. Usually you guys study together and he loves to tutor you but now you pretty much have to do all your reading horizontally because he politely asks if he may eat your pussy while quizzing you.
To be the most efficient lover he starts reading books and articles (and even sinks as low as to ask Atsumu because for some reason the men and women on campus just seem to fall for him left, right and center).
When it’s finally time for Kita to make love to you for the first time he turns primal. He grabs your love handles that he usually squeezes so tenderly when laying between your heavenly plush thighs and snaps his hips forward, burying his hard leaking cock as deep into you as he would the seeds on his fields.
He will from then on come up behind you when you are looking for a book in the library or when you are making dinner for you two, wrap his arms lovingly around your squishy form, maybe set a soft kiss against your temple, and with his usual calm manner, almost innocently, ask if he can fuck make love to you again like this morning.
You have no idea where this sweet, collected man hid all his urges when you met because Kita, once unleashed, is insatiable and you love it.
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Headcannons on Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who holds you by the waist and buries his face in your shoulder whenever he wakes up from a nap
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who loves it whenever you come up to him and kiss his forehead.. it's so calming to him, plus he falls in love with you even harder everytime you do that
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who likes to keep his hand on your thigh whenever he is driving.. (that's so hot though, and for what)
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who throws temper tantrums like a toddler whenever you're not up for cuddles because apparently you're "busy"
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who likes to wear your clothes even though they barely fit him, example your hoodies and shirts, they're so small on him but he just finds comfort in them in a way
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who gets jealous easily and you have to give him like 50 kisses so he talks to you again just because he saw you patting Shouto's head
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who is a fool in love and would kill himself twice for you and not regret a single thing
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who kisses your jawline and then this certain spot in your neck that leaves butterflies in your stomach
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who would pick you over and over again in a room filled with beautiful women
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who isn't exactly clingy, he just wants you to know he's yours and he shows that through either words or physical touch
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who clings to your waist when no one is around to watch since he isn't a fan of PDA
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who offers to hold your hand when it's cold out
Clingy!Bakugou Katsuki who would love you till his last breath and forever if possible
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Simple Is Sometimes Better Part II
(Angst/Fluff once again)
Hope you guys like lt💕
As I got in the car, I refused to take a minute to myself only because I could have sworn I heard Caleb calling my name. “Y/N, WAIT. " His voice sounded distant as he started to drive away. Looking in the review mirror, I saw him with his hands over his head, looking defeated. The sight almost broke my heart to see him look like that. Him..what about me…I spent half my life liking him to help plan a fantastic date with the local town, Sweetheart Mariah.
I feel hurt, hurt at the fact that I thought I deserved that type of love, broken at the fact that I let my guard down, hurt at the fact that I felt I deserved him. My eyes started to get blurry, and the only thing that was keeping me calm was the fact that I was driving soon as I pulled up in my front yard. I locked the car and ran into the house. I didn’t have to worry about anybody being home. It was the middle of the day, so no one was going to try to make small talk with me as soon as I walked through the door or saw the fact that I was crying like a baby and asked me what was wrong.
Once in the house, I did the most sensible thing I could think of, and that was to cry in my room. I called for what seemed like hrs, to the point my tears stained my pillow. Once I felt like tears did nothing for me, I decided to take a shower and turn on music to distract myself—Beyoncé, Mint Condition, Drake, even Paramore, anything to distract me. Before I knew it, I was doing my hair, pulling out outfits for what I didn’t know. But I did know I had to get out of this house and out of my head. So I did the only thing I could think of that girl should do when she feels any form of rejection or fear, which is to call her girlfriend.
CALEB✨: CALLING
No…I don’t need him to say things to make it feel better. He knows, and I know I will always be little y/n, his best friend.
CALEB✨: CALL ENDED
“EW MICHELLE LEAVE YA LITTLE SISTER ALONE,” my friend Cassie said in a distressed tone. I’ve known Caleb all my life, but I’ve known Cassie just as long. Cassie was funny and blunt. She was an ambivert with no friends, but she liked it that way. Cassie was the only girl in this small town that liked me for me and not because I was friends with Caleb…She was the only girl in this town who didn’t want Caleb either. I wish I were lucky as her.“ Hey girl, wassup,” she said. “Do you think we can talk?” I said, voice scratchy from the crying and over-dramatic singing I had been doing in the past hours. “Sure, girl, what’s wrong,” she said, worried.
I told Cassie everything, even though Cassie already knew about my crush on Caleb. I told her about the planned date with Mariah and his needing my help somehow, which led to us making out. Me feeling like was humiliated because I agreed to the kiss, and the fact that I felt like I ruined our whole friendship. I explained how a part of me felt like I got rejected before I even gave him a chance to speak.
“Stop it right there, and I love you, so this is what I’m going to say. Your emotions and feelings are valid, but it doesn't seem like you are looking at the whole picture but only a part of it,” she said sternly, but sincerity was in each word. “Do I think Caleb has the IQ score of a penguin? Absolutely” This statement made me giggle. “But you didn’t let him speak. You ran away before he could say anything. Listen, I know how you are. Your going to walk around school and town acting like this doesn't hurt you, and you are going to pretend like it never happened because that's your way of keeping yourself safe.”
When Cassie said that, it stabbed my heart. If anybody could describe me, they would. Say I’m calm, mean, and, well, an introvert, I keep to myself, but that’s only because of how almost everybody in this town thinks they can butter me up to get to Caleb like I’m their golden ticket. Another reason I’m nonchalant and mean is that I don’t want to give anybody the chance to hurt me or to make me feel bad about how I look, it’s genuinely a coverup, and if you are one of my closet friends, then I never realized to just now…you can tell.
“Y/n, you are still strong if you show emotions. It’s okay. You are still strong if you feel those things and express them, and you are going to be okay if the ending turns out to be shit,” Said Cassie. I never told her, but she was the only person who understood me and didn't make me feel bad for feeling or projecting. “That being said, how about me and you go out tonight? Look fucking good! Collect some armor. Get drunk so that you can handle your battle tomorrow,” she said with a giggle.
“I would love that,” I said
Caleb✨: Can we talk?
Caleb: be fr you ran away from me now your not answering the phone!
Please don't ask me how I got here. I'm standing in the middle of the club in a black leather mini-dress with some combat boots and a killer red lip and trying to convince myself to have fun. I was at the bar, no gauging me and Cassie drinks. We were currently at Club blue, a teen club, you have to be 16+ to get in, and the age limit stops at 24. Club blue is one of the hottest clubs in our town, and usually, if you’re not shopping, eating, watching a movie, or skating, you are at Club Blue on the weekend.
6 MISSED CALLS: From Caleb✨
“Y/n, come on,” Said Cassie grabbing my arm and pulling me out to the dance floor. “Pain is temporary, but fun moments can last a lifetime,” she said, making me smile.
We started to Dance the entire night. The Dj was playing artists for everybody to enjoy. Nicki Minaj, Brockhampton, Frank Ocean, Future. With every artist and every song, I was losing myself more and more. Maybe it was the drinks or the fact that Cassie was encouraging me, or perhaps I was going out of my way to put my life on pause for a while. But my body felt hot and tingly. It also felt at ease for a little bit. “Okay, you all, it's getting close to. The end of the night, so we're going to slow it down,” said the DJ. “Hey girl, I’m finna go to the Bar and get another drink,” said Cassie.
Caleb✨: I need you to text me or something…anything.
“You lift my heart when the rest of me is down (never)You, you enchant me even when you're not around.”
I slowed down dancing and just listened to the music and swayed with my eyes closed, feeling the beat and words. As I listened to the lyrics, my body felt heavy; the songs were just a little too on-brand for what was going on with me.
I turned around and walked to the bar to Cassie.”Hey girl, I’m finna step outside for a minute for some air. I said, walking up to Cassie, who looked like she was flirting with the bartender. “Okay, ill come with you,” she said, stopping her conversation. “No, it's fine. I need a couple of seconds, and besides,” I said, leaning into her. “ it looks like you got some entertainment,” I said, giggling, kissing her cheek, and walking off.
Once outside, I felt the cold air hit my skin. I was shivering a little the inside of the club was warm from all the people dancing, not to mention the liquor in my system. Trying to refocus, I pulled my phone out of my purse.
“So Nice to see you’re okay,” said Caleb, standing in front of my car. He had his blue jeans and white shirt, which still had paint stains, and now a jean jacket was thrown on top, indicating that he hadn’t changed since I left his house. “You are stalking me now,” I said, listening to my slightly slurred voice. I hate that I sound not put together. I always make sure. I'm presentable. It ties into My persona and my look nobody has ever seen change, and I hate he gets to see me like this, slightly buzzed, emotional, stumbling over my words and feet…well, at least my outfit looks good.
“I don’t like doing shit like this; this whole situation has me stressed out. You got me stressed out,” he said, sounding angry and anxious. Me! I thought me! I have him stressed out, and I’ve had a crush on this guy since we were fucking kids, but I’m the problem, me! These thoughts rushed through my head. I was angry and scared all at the same time. “I’ve been calling you and texting you you’re not picking up; I drove around looking for you. I went by your house nobody was there. I had to see Cassie's story to know that you were out at fucking club blue.”
Dammit Cassie
Y/N why are you running from this whole situation? I do not understand! Caleb said as he pushed off the car and walked over to me.
He was in front of me, brooding with tense shoulders and a clinching jaw. His eyes didn’t hold anger though his eyes were confused and glossy. Now looking at him in this state, a part of me felt terrible. A portion of me felt small, fragile; at any moment, I could break, and the words that I wanted to say were for sure going to make me crack.
I can’t break in front of him like this. “Okay, how bout we relax I chuckled, exhaling a deep breath. I mean, you and I both know it was a kiss, nothing too crazy,” I said, voice dry and weak, trying to make myself believe it. Caleb, hearing those words, his face changed instantly. I could see him becoming colder and his Jaw clenching. ”Y/n, I know you don’t believe that if you did, we wouldn’t be here right now having this, this moment,” he said, voice stern grabbing my arms. I avoided eye contact, but that gesture made me look at him.
Why would he touch me and talk to me like he cares? He doesn't. If anything, he wants to be my friend. Friend, I’m so sick of that word. It can die in a hole, I thought, starting to tear up and looking into his eyes and him looking into mine while holding my arms.
How how do you know I’m playing…I mean, we’ve been friends since we were kids, and I have had a crush on you since then, and you could never tell I said with a shaky voice. She is making his face look sad. Do you know what it's like to be the for that everybody wants to be friends with cause she is friends with the #1 guy in town? So she sits back and hides because she knows that will never happen. Cause she knows that she doesn’t deserve that type
Of love or attention from anybody. When she knows that the perfect Mariah can get that and more! I said, raising my voice. I'm SO
SICK OF PLAYING IT SAFE WITH YOU, WITH BEING QUIET WITH YOU, WITH HELPING YOU WITH EVERY SINGLE NEW FUCKING GIRL CAUSE IT FUCKING HURTS! I say, screaming at the end. My voice came out rough between the sobbing and yelling. I don’t know when but our bodies became closer. My face was in his chest, sobbing, and he was hugging me with his arm wrapped around me in such a protective way.
Silence hung in the air. We could only hear the club music faintly, and the wind passed us.
“Y/n, I’ve been in love with you since I was 15,” said Caleb. This made me stop and push myself away from him to look at him. When I saw his face, it was sincere and honest.” you’re the only girl I knew my entire life that would be honest with me when I was fucking up. You were there for me when my parents went through a rough patch. You’re the only girl that comes to all my basketball games on and off the court. I don’t know if it was between the basketball games and my family stuff or even the walks home. All I could think about was how beautiful you looked when you smiled or even on a day when I could tell you wanted to shut everything out. You still looked terrific, and I don’t mean unique in appearance because you’re beautiful, and you always have been. I mean unique as in your spirit never dimmed; I think the reason I never said anything is because you are the only person in my life that I could say was there for me because of who I am and not what I can bring to this town and the school. Hence, every time I had those thoughts about you being beautiful when you smile or when I would look at your hips sway when you walk down the hallway, I ignored them because I rather have you in my life than not have you at all.
He felt the same way I felt…
I jumped into his arms and kissed him, which made him stumble a little bit, not expecting it. But I felt him moving us to the side of my car as we kept pecking. The pecking turned to a warm kiss. Quickly his lips were soft and firm, and his hands went from my mid back and trailed to my but. My hands went from his sides and trailed up to his neck and face. With this kiss, we said everything we wanted and didn’t say times 10. This Kiss felt different from the other one. This kiss felt complete.
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perv!virgin!eddie munson × virgin!fem!reader
MDNI 18+ ONLY.
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The stickiness in Eddie's boxers began to irritate him.
He'd been sitting there for an hour, watching as you picked at random strings on his guitar. A piece of hair hung loosely as you kept your head bowed down, your eyes flicking back and forth between both of your hands.
"I'm gonna change into some comfy clothes." He broke you out of your hyperfocus. You looked at him and muttered a 'uh huh' before bowing your head again.
He quickly stood up and pulled his shirt down, walking backward toward the dresser on the other side of the room to avoid showing his front to you.
Eddie grabbed a pair of loose dnd pajama pants before he scurried into the bathroom, shutting the door a little too hard behind him.
"Fucking IDIOT." He slapped himself in the face and stared at himself in the mirror, both arms straining as he braced himself on either side of the sink.
He wants to ask you to stay the night. Figured you'd shower here, your naked body getting all wet and soapy in his tub. He'd fucking lick the soap off your tits if you let him. He'd beg on his knees to let him clean you with his tongue. He'd be a sneaky fuck and take your underwear while you're in the shower and cum on it. You wouldn't even notice, only thinking that you had a little too much discharge that day.
Maybe you would wear his boxers instead, and he wouldn't wash them afterward. He'd hold them to his face while he jerked off to your yearbook photo. Maybe he should cum in his body wash bottle. God… you'd be rubbing his cum all over your body. But then again, he lives with his uncle and wouldn't be able to buy new soap before he got home from work in the morning. There's that extra toothbrush.. he could-. Eddie, stop. He is sick and fucking twisted.
His dick was hard again. It throbbed and it hurt.
Eddie turned the shower on and stripped himself, deciding that he'd rather not clean his dick and whole groin area in the sink. His cum was everywhere, including his inner thighs.
He quickly rubbed soap all over his body and ran his fingers through his hair, lathering it up with shampoo before rinsing.
Eddie stepped out and shook his head, water sputtering everywhere, as he wrapped a towel around his waist.
"Eddie? You okay in there?" You tapped on the door a few times.
He walked over to the other side of the door, mustering up the courage to pop the question. He took a deep breath.
"Just got my shower done, hun. By the way, did you uh... wanna stay? I mean it's late and you could just continue your reading here." His voice was low, shaking anxiously.
You were quiet just for a moment, trying to decide if the 30-minute drive to the other side of town was worth it at this hour. He would have to also drive back home. You felt kind of bad making him have to take that roundtrip. Meanwhile, Eddie was biting the shit out of his thumb and tapping his foot impatiently.
"Hmm... why not, sure. Would be easier on you, right?" You shrugged and excitedly smiled before turning to go back into his room.
"-and..and! You should shower. Like, right now. The water is hot." He shoved his face in the crack of the door as he spoke, trying to catch you before you retreated back to his room.
"Erm.. okay." You tilted your head quizzically and lightly laughed.
Eddie sighed, fist bumping the air before shaking the nerves out of his hands. He quickly dressed himself and rubbed the towel through his hair.
Your head snapped over to the door as he stepped out wearing his pj shorts and a very loose plain tank top, his guitar pick necklace in full view and most of his chest tattoo standing out against his pale skin. You dropped your gaze to his pants as he reached to the top shelf of the closet right next to his bedroom door to grab you a towel. Air got caught in your throat when you realized he wasn't wearing underwear.
Eddie looked over at you, eyes widening just a bit when he realized where you were looking. He notices your thighs clench, and it makes his dick twitch. His face burned as he quickly grabbed the towel from the shelf and tossed it over to you.
"Whenever you're ready, sweetheart."
You fiddled with the threads of the towel before nodding and brushing passed him to go into the bathroom.
Eddie pursed his lips and turned to go into his room, abruptly stopping as he realized he left his clothes on the floor and not in the laundry basket. His blood ran cold and his heart hammered in his chest. With an ear pressed against the door, he listened for the shower to turn on. You didn't lock the door.
He paced back and forth right outside the bathroom door, fanning his face to try to cool off. You were staying the night. You were naked in his bathroom. He fucking came in his pants while looking at you, and those pants are on the floor in plain view for you to see. He had to get them.
But he couldn't stop thinking of all the things he could do while you slept. Could smell your hair or touch it, take pictures, jerk off to you. God, he could even cum on you if he was that sick. Maybe he was.
Eddie sat at the edge of his bed with his chin in his palm, leg bobbing up and down. He had to give you something to wear, but all his bottoms would be baggy on you. He wanted something tight, that could press right against your cunt and get stained with your juices while you watched the hot movie he had planned for tonight. He wanted to make you ache like he does.
He sighed, falling back onto the bed with his arms sprawled out and eyes closed as he willed his boner to go down. There were too many things going on in his brain right now. Fuck adhd. His eyes snapped open before he bolted to the bathroom door as he suddenly got an idea.
"Hey- y/n? I forgot my uh.. aftershave?" He cringed at himself. He didn't even shave today. Idiot. "Could I grab it real quick?" He pressed his ear to the door and held his breath.
"Sure! Doors unlocked!" You called out.
Eddie grabbed the doorknob with a shaky hand, pushing the door open and breathing in the steam that swirled in the air.
His bottoms were on the floor, right next to yours, and he thanked the gods that you couldn't see his cum stains. He lifted them up and felt the wet spot, looking down at your shorts. He licked his lips and picked them up, rubbing his cum on the inside of the crotch area of your shorts, before tossing his clothes in the laundry bin and grabbing his aftershave.
Eddie wheezed when he exited the bathroom, the adrenaline coursing through his whole body as he grinned. His dick was so hard that he swears he could feel the precum dripping down his shaft.
He rubbed a hand over his face before looking down at his hand and gasping loudly.
Eddie was holding your fucking underwear.
What the fuck was he thinking!? He began to panic, debating whether he should toss them back into the bathroom or-
No way in hell.
He looked at them, feeling the lace between his fingers and running his thumb over the wet patch on the soft crotch of your underwear. It was from when you were watching him just moments earlier, though he didn't know that.
"God fucking damn.." He licked his lips as his mouth watered, pupils blown wide as he stared at your wetness. Without a second thought, he brought them to his mouth, licking your juices. His breath shuttered at the taste, his whole body going hot and his dick throbbing. He bit down onto your panties, holding them in his mouth as his chest pounded. He clumsily pulled his dick out, rubbing his swollen head with the palm of his hand and then taking the panties from his mouth to place his cock on the wet cloth. Eddie pumped himself a few times, mixing your juices with his precum together.
"Bet you'd love to wear these panties.. all soaked with my cum. Fuck.." He hissed and leaned his head back against the wall, his hips bucking forward as he swallowed moans.
He jumped, his legs almost giving out underneath him as you turned the shower off. The sound of the curtain being pushed back causing him to literally run into his bedroom. Eddie fisted your underwear tightly before frantically looking around his room, deciding to shove them into the pockets of his pants instead.
"Uh.. Eddie? Could you grab me a shirt?" You said, voice muffled by the bathroom door.
He nodded to himself before rummaging through his dresser, pulling out a homemade Corroded Coffin shirt that was black and red tie-dye.
You were definitely going to wonder where your panties were, and he racked his brain to find a way to get them in there. He held his forehead, fidgeting nervously with the curls of his bangs before snapping his fingers and smirking.
"Here you go, sweetheart. Special shirt for the special lady." He tapped the door and stretched his arm inside as you giggled. The bundled up shirt was in his fist, while your underwear was just hanging underneath it by his pinky. He leaned his head as far as he could against the door, peeking to see you in the mirror.
Eddie almost groaned when he saw the towel tightly wrapped around you. Your tits were basically popping out, your nipples just barely covered. He let the underwear fall by unhooking his pinky just as you grabbed the shirt, not noticing it falling to the floor.
"Did you need some boxers too?"
"Uh.. no thanks, just gonna use mine." You replied.
"Well, alright." He nonchalantly said, but his jaw fucking dropped. God is on his side tonight.
He crouched down to the floor after you shut the door, taking deep breaths. He just risked your entire friendship, pulling sick shit like that. But he loved the thrill of it, and he planned to continue despite him almost dying of relief in the hallway that he didn't get caught.
Meanwhile, you were looking at your underwear with your eyebrows scrunched together. You didn't realize you got that wet while staring at the outline of Eddie's dick. You shrugged before putting your panties and shorts on.
You exited the bathroom while you dried your hair, peaking into Eddie's room to see him sitting on the floor with his box of vinyls, his fingers slowly flipping through them. He didn't acknowledge you as you sat on the edge of his his bed, legs almost touching his shoulder. He wasn't even looking for anything in particular, really, but didn't want to just be sitting on his bed daydreaming about you when you came in.
"Did you need any laundry washed?" He asked, eyes still focused on the vinyls.
"No, I just changed the shirt." You kicked your dangling feet back and forth.
You saw Eddie tense up, his hand that was thumbing through the vinyls pausing for a moment as he cleared his throat before continuing. You couldn't see, but he had looked up at the ceiling and mouthed a 'thank you' to whatever God was giving him the best night of his life.
His precum and spit was rubbing into your pussy right now. His entire face flushed at the acknowledgment, suddenly feeling his body begin to sweat.
" 'kay. So, you wanna watch a movie?" He twisted his body toward you and raised and eyebrow.
You noticed the tint of pink on his cheeks and squinted, leaning forward.
"Sure.. but, are you okay?" You placed the back of your hand on his forehead and then cheek. He was warm.
Eddie's eyes widened before he slapped your hand away and stood up.
"Psh, what're you talking about? It's hot in here." He turned away from you and huffed out a laugh.
You stared at his back and watched his shoulder muscles move as he rummaged through the many vhs tapes he owned, hands blindly moving through all the random movies.
You bit your lip as your eyes ran down the length of his body, his tank top bunched around his waist. A hot feeling spread between your thighs and you rubbed them together, swallowing down a moan as you continued to stare at him. His hair was mostly dry, the back of his shirt still wet. You could see some of his torso from how large the armholes of his tank top were, and his pj pants were tight enough to see the general shape of his ass and thighs.
"It's hot?" You asked, trying to continue your previous conversation.
Eddie shut his eyes and breathed out his nose, willing you to just drop it.
"Yeah. It is." He said flatly.
"Then take your shirt off." You immediately replied.
Eddie looked at you through the mirror that was partially in front of him where his guitar would usually be.
You weren't looking at him, instead looking at your toes as you ran them across his carpet.
"Take.. take my shirt off?"
You finally looked over at him and shook your head as you squinted your eyes.
"Yeah? You said you're hot and you're burning up. Was just a suggestion." You rolled your eyes and crawled up to the top of the bed to get comfy for the movie.
"It's alright.." He mumbled before picking out a random tape. He was supposed to play a dirty movie but chickened out. If he became putty from you looking at his dick, the movie would certainly backfire on him.
Eddie looked over at you. You'd picked up one of your books while you waited for him, knees pulled up so you can rest your book on them.
He gulped as he looked in between your thighs.
You were wearing those panties.
"y/n." He blurted, causing your eyes to meet.
"Can you help me plug in the tv?" He pointed to the area under his desk, even though he was standing way closer than you.
You, oblivious, didn't think twice before hopping of the bed and crouching down to your hands and knees, your ass in the air.
"I dont see the cord."
Eddie didn't hear you, too busy checking out your ass and the way your little shorts wedged in your pussy lips.
"Eddie? I don't see the cord." You turned to look at him.
"Oh, its there hun. Keep looking." He nudged his chin up for you to continue.
You huffed as you leaned further down.
He reached a hand into his pants and grabbed his dick. It was only half hard as he felt it grow in his hand. He licked his top lip as he moved to stand directly behind you.
"Mhm... maybe it's one of those cords to the right.'
You spread your legs a little further to support your body as you leaned to one side.
He sighed and smiled. Fuck, he'd love to rail you just like that.
Eddie pumped his dick fast, trying to get some precum onto his hand. He has been just torturing himself all night, hasn't he?
"Gonna get us some water, you just keep looking."
You waved him off as he walked into his kitchen.
Eddie pulled down his pants so his dick was out, jerking himself fast and clenching his jaw as he suppressed moans. Precum finally began to leak from his tip and he grabbed a cup, filling it with water before collecting it onto his finger and smearing it around the rim.
"God, I'm sick." He smiled mischievously.
He fisted his cock harder as he set the cup down, one hand holding his hair back as he looked down at himself.
"Bet you'd wanna drink my cum, wouldn't you baby."
"You'd lick it right up, just like a good girl. Cause that's what you are." He jaw went slack as he nodded.
"A good-" he pumped himself hard, thrusting his hips into his hand "-fucking" another thrust "girl" his knuckles were white with the grip he had on his hair.
He quickly pulled his hand away, taking a few deep breaths to calm down. He felt like a feral animal, pupils blown wide and eyes wild.
The precum dripped down his shaft and he took his whole dick this time, rubbing it on the rim of your cup.
"Eddie!" You shouted.
He fumbled with his pants as he tucked himself into the waistband before returning to his room. You stood there angrily with one hand on your hip, the other pointing to the cord which was connected to the TV.
"Dude! It wasn't even close to where you said."
He scratched the back of his neck as he looked to where you pointed.
"Sorry bout that.. Here, you haven't drank water today." He shoved the cup in front of you.
You rolled your eyes and took the cup from him before setting it down on his desk.
He eyed it, flicking his eyes between you and the cup.
You groaned as you layed back onto the bed, the wetness in your underwear making you remember how horny he made you.
You looked at him and down to his dick.
You could clearly see the outline of his hardened length, his dick tucked into his waistband.
You breathed out a hot breath, his eyes ripping from the cup and landing on yours as you kept staring.
He froze. Shit.
"Eddie, c'mon." You patted the bed beside you and bit your lip.
He shook his head from side to side dumbly.
"Why not..?" You innocently said.
"Cause I forgot my water." He mumbled, turning to exit his room.
You perked up from the bed and reached for his arm.
"Just have mine." You offered.
He shook his head again and you grumbled.
"What, you think it's poisoned or something?" You stood from the bed and grabbed the cup, drinking from the cup and pausing for a moment.
He closely watched you, his mouth slightly agape.
"What?" You licked your lips.
Eddie was frozen. He didn't move a muscle, besides his dick involuntarily. Your eyes instantly snapped down to it just as it twitched. His face got hot and you waved your hand dismissively.
"Whatever. Let's watch the movie, c'mon.. I got it ready." You slowly crawled onto the bed, your ass facing him as you arched your back, smirking as you heard him curse.
You were soaking and were positive it was seeping through your panties and shorts.
And it was. Because Eddie could confirm it.
You sat back against the pillows and motioned him over.
"I dont want to watch a movie yet" He said after a moment, noticing your hooded eyes roam his body.
"Why not?" You tilted your head.
" 'cause I want to show you somethin' on my guitar." He turned from you to grab it from his chair before climbing on the bed, sitting it on your lap.
"Again..?" You looked up at him, his face inches from yours as he leaned over to put the strap over your shoulders.
"Mhm." He replied quickly.
You gasped as he lifted it up and placed one of the sides directly between your legs.
"You okay?"
"Y- yeah.."
He moved the guitar again, eyes glued to your face as he rubbed it against your pussy.
Eddie saw the way your cheeks began to flush and how you swallowed.
"Gotta just get it in the right position.." He leaned over you again, his hair brushing against your cheek as he moved it to the side one more time.
You accidentally hummed and covered it with a cough.
"Can I have my water?" You squeaked.
He rolled his tongue in his mouth and had a smug smirk plastered on his face, nodding as he leaned over to grab it, and giving you a knowing look.
Your pussy ached for more friction and you could tell Eddie was watching as you squirmed uncomfortably.
"You sure you're okay sweetheart?" He leaned forward and brushed a small piece of hair from your face.
"Well, alriiiiiight. I wanna watch the movie now. Forgot what I wanted to show you." He dramatically shrugged and pressed play on the movie when you only gave him a confused nod. You sat there blankly for a moment.
"Fuck, it is really hot in here." He fanned his face, looking right at you. "-or maybe it's just you?" Now a cheeky smile.
You giggled and rolled your eyes at him, slapping his shoulder.
Eddie's smile dropped as he quickly licked his lips and swiftly pulled his tank top off, his tongue in his cheek as he squinted at you.
"You should be watching the movie, not me, hun."
He expected you to be flustered, but you weren't at all.
His breath caught in his throat when you shamelessly looked down at his dick and back to his eyes, laying your back against his pillows as you slowly shifted your hips up into his guitar that was still on your lap.
"Wh-wha.." His eyes studied you closely, watching as your clothed pussy rubbed into his guitar, the neck being squished between your tits.
You hummed again and didn't try to hide it this time. Eddie sat up onto his heels, his hard-on very obvious now as he watched you grind up into his guitar.
"It.. feels good." You whispered.
"Yeah, I bet it does." He replied just as quietly.
He grabbed the edge of the guitar that he came on and placed it over your pussy, lightly pushing it down. You moaned quietly and closed your eyes.
"Oh my god, sweetheart." He puffed out a breath.
"Mmm.." You continued to roll your hips as you watched him marvel at you with half hooded eyes.
"You know.." He started.
You stopped your movements and waited for him to continue.
"No, no.. keep going. Yeah, just like that.. good girl." Eddie pushed it down against you again and gave you a seductive smile as you opened your legs more.
"You know.." He said again. "I came on this guitar, right over there-" He motioned his head toward the empty seat. "- while I watched you read a couple hours ago. You're so pretty, the prettiest girl I've seen." Your body shivered at his confession, your hips moving a little faster.
"Shh, shh.. slow down. Look, baby." Eddie moved the guitar so you could see where he came and your mouth watered.
"O-oh my god.." You ran your fingers across the now rough surface where is cum stain was.
"I've done other things too." He scooted a little closer to you, legs touching and one of his hands still holding the neck of the guitar.
"w-what did you do.." Your eyes were glassy as you panted and waited for his answer. Your juices were soaking your folds.
"You really wanna know?" His voice was low and you nodded while watching his lips.
"I licked and sucked on your panties. The ones you're wearing right now." His eyes looked down as he spoke.
You gasped in shock and moved your hand toward your waistband. His jaw was set hard as he watched your fingers slide into your shorts and over your panties, chest moving up and down with each of his deep breaths. You skimmed your fingers over your clothes pussy and mewled.
"And.." He put his face closer to yours.
"I rubbed my precum all over them. Right where your soaking pussy is." Eddie looked deeply into your eyes, pupils so large his eyes looked black.
You opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out, instead grabbing his hand and moving it to your core. He tossed his guitar to the other side of the bed, his fingers lightly grazing over your puffy clit, the wetness coating his fingers even through the fabric. You moved your hips up and he pressed his hand down harder, thumb rubbing circles into your sensitive bud.
"Oh, you want me to rub my precum into you?" He taunted, his body almost pressed into you now.
"u-uh.. uh huh. I do." You stammered.
Eddie lifted a hand to your face.
"I used this hand to jerk off and rub in the precum." He wiggled his fingers.
You licked your lips and eyed his long fingers.
"Can I.." You started.
He cut you off my sticking his fingers in your mouth, groaning when your tongue swirled around and your lips sucked them in.
"Fuck.. such a good girl... One more thing sweetheart."
You removed his fingers from your mouth and eyed him.
"I also put some on your cup." He carefully said, hoping it wasn't out of line.
"Oh. my. God." You gawked at him in disbelief for a few moments. He was disgusting, and it made you unbelievably feral. You wanted to jump his fucking bones.
So you did.
You roughly pushed Eddie onto his back and climbed onto him, a cheeky smile never leaving his face as you straddled him and ground down into his dick. His hands gripped onto your ass hard and making a loud slap. His moans echoed throughout his room as you rolled your hips over his dick. If he listened close enough, he could hear your pussy squelch.
"Mmmm.." You placed your hands onto his chest and arched your back, your head rolling back as you slowed down your movements.
Eddie's breathing was hard, his thighs clenching under you as he watched you moan and use him. Sweat began to collect on his face, his curls sticking to his face and a few on his lips. He never thought in a million years that the girl of his dreams would be getting off on humping his dick.
And here you are.
"E-eddie.. gonna cum.." You mewled as you picked up the pace.
He abruptly stilled your hips and you groaned in frustration.
"Not yet... want you to.. want you to cum in my mouth." He was flushed from his chest to his face as he shyly looked up at you.
His entire body was buzzing and, honestly, he mainly stopped you because he didn't want to cum. You huffed out a laugh and bit your lip, nodding your head that you understand.
"Yeah.." He nodded back, sniffling before he breathed out of his mouth in a sigh.
"If I cum in your mouth.. will you cum in mine?" You gave him a sultry look.
Eddie mumbled a few curses before scrambling to sit up and grabbing you by the back of your neck, roughly smashing his lips against yours as he used his other hand to push you harder into his cock.
You moaned into eachothers mouths, your fingers moving into his hair as he bit at your bottom lip and ran his tongue along it.
"Want you first, sweetheart." He mumbled into your mouth, your mouth muffling most of it.
"Mhm.." You nodded into the kiss as he rolled you onto your back.
Eddie's tongue explored every area of your mouth that he could, raking one of his hands up your body and smoothing over your chest. Your fingers were woven into his hair, clinging to the nape of his neck as you pulled him into you. He ripped his lips from yours to attack your neck with bites. You inhaled sharply and rolled your hips up as he continued to nip and lick as your soft skin, his groans vibrating against your throat.
“Been wanting this for so long..” He breathed into your neck, nuzzling into your damp skin that was covered in a sheen of sweat and his spit.
“Just wanna…” He huffed and mouthed at your collarbone before licking a stripe from one side to the other, his hand pulling down the neck of the shirt so he could sink his teeth into the swell of your breast.
Your breath hitched in your throat when he began to knead the pillowy flesh and buck his hips up into you. Eddie groaned against your neck and you hummed in pleasure while you held his face against your chest by his hair.
“Just wanna fucking… fill you up with my cum. Make you go a whole day with it leaking down your thighs.” He roughly rutted against you. “Wanna cover you in it..”
He began to slide down your body, placing sloppy wet kisses down your stomach and over your shorts.
Eddie kissed your clothed cunt, a needy open mouthed one, and moaned loud enough to make you jolt at the feeling of it against you. He snickered, opening his mouth to stick his tongue out, moving it over the wet patch on your shorts. The material was so thin that his spit was already seeping through and onto your folds. You whined and moved your hips up to meet his mouth, but he pulled back and roughly pushed you down with one hand. Eddie wrapped his arms around your thighs and continued his assault on your pussy with his mouth.
“Please.. take them off.” You begged, placing your hands on his forearms that were wrapped around your thighs.
“Mhm.. just cause you asked nicely.” He mumbled against you and nodded, smirking when you shivered.
Eddie hooked his fingers onto the waistband of your shorts and pulled them off, leaving your panties.
“W-wait-“
“y/n.” He gave you a stern look. You shut your mouth and pursed your lips as you frowned.
“Good girl.. fuck. You are just so good, you know that?” He huffed and shook his head with a grin, rubbing his hand over the soaking panties.
You wiggled around as he teased you, biting your tongue to not make so much noise.
“You made a mess in your panties, baby. Our juices are all mixed up in here.” He lightly slapped your pussy and looked at you through his bangs, eyes dark and brooding.
His tantalizing made you ache even more, your walls clenching around nothing. You yelped when he nibbled at your clit through your panties. His breath felt much hotter without the fabric of your shorts. He flicked his tongue over the soft thin cloth, kissed, licked more, and sucked. Your head was already spinning. Your thighs shook and you whined before he pulled away from you, lips glistening.
“Oh, were you about to cum?” He tilted his head at you. Your hands balled into fists and your teeth clenched.
“You.. you fuc-“
Eddie ripped your pretty lace panties to the side and licked a wide tongued stripe through your folds, your juices making a squelching sound against his mouth.
“O-oh mY GOD.” Your moans were pornographic, fingers fisting roughly into his hair.
He moaned against you and huffed out a laugh before swirling his tongue around. Your breathing became faster and faster.
“Baby.. please. Need to drink you up..” He breathed into you, your legs going slack in his arms and feeling numb.
Eddie’s fingers dug harshly into the meat of your thighs, his hips grinding into the mattress as you rolled your own up into his mouth. He whimpered when you said you were close, his own adrenaline kicking in even more as he was nearing the moment he could swallow your cum.
“Please.. please.. please..” He repeatedly mumbled and whined against your pussy, begging for you to give it to him.
He stuck his tongue out as far into your hole as he could and moved his pillowy lips over your clit. You lurched forward as he tongue fucked you, babbling curses as your legs shook uncontrollably, his tongue continuing to explore your insides. You swear you saw white and lost your hearing for a good moment as you cried out, climax hitting you like a freight train.
You lightly shoved his head away, heaving as you let your arms give out and flipped back onto the bed. Your body twitched from the overstimulation. His shirt you wore was clung to your body due to the thick layer of sweat on your skin, your hair all disheveled and wet. You were numb and in a daze as you stared at the ceiling and tried to catch your breath. You didn’t even feel the bed sink as Eddie moved up to you, his head leaning over yours and long curls ticking your face.
“You okay, sweet puss?” He smiled, his lips crooked and swollen, his hair a lot messier than yours.
You opened your mouth in disgust and furrowed your eyebrows, swatting his hair away from your face.
“Sweet pus-“ You sputtered.
“Yeah, cause your..” He motioned to your pussy.
“Okay- okay… I get it. Anyway, we are not done.” You waved your hands and slowly sat up, giving yourself a minute to fully collect yourself before looking him over. So. Fucking. Hot.
You moved onto your knees, his Corroded Coffin shirt draping down to your thighs and making you feel not so bare. You leaned forward and rubbed your hands on his knees, slowly working up to his pelvis. Eddie hissed when you dragged your nails across the skin of his torso to his collarbone. You placed your finger there, pushing him back lightly so he could sit up against his pillows. You caressed his chest, shoulders, and neck, feeling goosebumps spread across his skin. You kept one hand on the nape of his neck while you let the other wander down to his pants, groping his sick over the cloth of his pjs. His breath staggered hot against your ear, quiet hums coming from his throat.
Eddie turned his head to kiss you and you leaned away, shaking your head and smiling. It was your turn to torture him and he knew it, suddenly regretting his previous actions. He gulped anxiously, eyes glassy with lust.
He whimpered when you latched your lips onto his neck and sucked hungrily, the hand that was on his cock beginning to palm him harder. You messily kiss up to his jawline and across to the other side, the stubble a clear indicator that he lied about needing the aftershave. You smirked as you pulled back, looking at his hazy puppy dog eyes.
“Aftershave, huh?”
Eddie chewed on the inside of his lip and shrugged, looking away from you. “Can I.. uh” His eyes roamed his room. “Can I get a kiss?”
He looked up at you when you didn’t respond, his lips turning into a frown.
“Oh my god.. why do you have to look.. fuck.” You huffed before pressing your lips onto his, his arms leaving your sides almost immediately and holding you close.
You pulled away from him to kiss down his neck and chest, pushing your ass up as you licked down his body, resting your cheek against his clothed cock and looking up at him with doe eyes.
Eddie’s nostrils flared as he sharply inhaled, his chest rising when you nuzzled into his swollen head and kissed it.
“Awe.. got some precum already.” You licked at the cloth and gripped his shaft as you mouthed at his tip, salty fluid seeping onto your lips.
“H-holy.. fucking shit-“ He crossed his arms behind his head and leaned it back, his upper body going slack while his legs tensed underneath you. He looked at you through half hooded eyes, his pupils blown wide as you sloppily mouthed at his cock, and panted out praises.
You sat back on your heels and moved beside him. Eddie looked at you quizzically.
You pulled his guitar across the bed and placed it between your legs, quiet moans coming out as you rubbed your hips up into it.
Eddie palmed himself and groaned, licking his lips while he looked at where your pussy was meeting the edge of his guitar. He could see your slick smearing against the surface.
“Lick it.” He said, nodding his chin down toward the guitar. “Where my cum is, lick it.”
You nodded and wrapped your hand around its neck, moving your hand up and down slowly in a jerking off motion before laying it flat on the bed and licking where your hands just were- just like you did on his cock.
Eddie’s legs squirmed, spreading wider as he shoved his hands past his waistband and lightly pumped himself, thumb smearing his precum around his tip.
“Gonna jerk off while I watch you, hun.. keep going.” He sighed and bit down on his lip as his eyes stayed trained on your body. Your back was arched and ass in the air, shirt barely covering your skin.
He groaned with his jaw clenched when you licked down the neck and to his cum stain, licking around in circles. His breath was erratic as he stroked faster, eyes trailing over to your half empty glass of water.
He grabbed it with a shaky hand and reached it out to you.
“This too..” He quietly muttered, almost embarrassingly, as he continued to jerk off.
You smirked and grabbed the glass, finishing it off with one big swig before swirling your tongue around the rum and tasting his cum, moaning.
“O-oh my.. f-fucking hell” His whole body stretched out and he slid down the pillows, only half sitting up now. He let his head slack to the side, closing his eyes as he fucked up into his fist.
“Wanna- ahhmmm” Eddie whimpered and gasped for air as he was approaching his orgasm.
“Wanna fuck your throat darlin'… please, please. Need to cum in you.” He sputtered quickly, reaching for you with one hand while he jerked off with the other, his fingers only able to graze your arm.
“Oh.. is pretty body desperate now?” You tilted your head mockingly as he pouted and nodded, scooting up to him and leaning to place your hands on his thighs. You kneaded into his flesh and slid them up to his dick.
You pulled his waistband down and bit your lip, eyes widening when his dick popped out.
“God.. Eddie.” You gasped, hungrily dipping your head down and messily kissing his tip, one of his hands suddenly flying into your hair as he stuttered.
Your lips were all wet and sticky with his precum. He looked down at you, mouth slightly agape as his breath faltered.
Eddie grabbed his dick and pushed the tip harder against your lips, smearing it around like he was putting on lipstick for you.
“I could cum in your lipgloss, huh?” He whispered loud enough for you to hear.
“Look so pretty with it on, baby. Could taste me all day while in school..” He mumbled as he swiped the tip of his cock back and forth against your bottom lip.
You hummed and nodded, sticking your tongue out to lick the fluid off your lip and moaning at the taste. He laughed in pleasure like a mad man.
“Woah-ho-ho… ahh- you're so fucking perfect. My fucking sweetheart, just look at you. Jesus H CHRIST.” He grinned as you flattened your tongue, slapping his cock against it, and lifted his lips up to push it deeper into your mouth.
You closed your lips and gently sucked, your tongue working in slow circles around his swollen leaking head. Saliva began to dribble down his shaft and onto his fingers, coating his big rings and making them shine as he jerked himself into your mouth.
You moved his hand and pushed your head down more, his cock going further into your mouth until it met the back of your throat.
He moaned, head hitting against the wall as his pelvis flexed and his fist tightened in your hair.
“Shit shit shit… you can do it, Princess. Just hold it.” He encouraged you as you gagged and garbled. He knew you were inexperienced. But so was he.
You bobbed your head a few times before pulling away and gasping for air, tears rolling down your cheeks.
Eddie smiled proudly at you, humming as he wiped the tears and pushing you roughly back down.
“Mmm.. took me so well. C’mon, do it again. Proud of you, baby.” He slowly pressed your head down once he was in your mouth again, humming as you wiggled your tongue.
You sucked and licked as deep as you could without gagging for a couple minutes before taking him deeper, craving more praises from him. You held a deep breath as you moved your head back and forth to shove his cock into your throat.
He was about to say something but stopped, only stutters and loud pants pushing past his lips.
Eddie’s fist pulled your head back just a little before pushing it down again, repeating the movements a few times before beginning to fuck your throat. His flushed face was covered in a sheen of sweat, droplets rolling down his temples and into his hair.
As much as you wanted to open your eyes, you couldn’t. You were too focused on taking him as deep as he was pushing you, and flattening your tongue against his shaft. He fucked your throat as he whimpered and breathed erratically, fist shaking in your hair as he got closer to cumming. You moaned around him and gagged.
He pulled a hand up to his face and covered his eyes, scrunching them together as he struggled to hold in his orgasm. You’d only been sucking him off for not even ten minutes and he was already going to bust. He was embarrassed, to say the least. You noticed that he was silent for a moment and pulled off of him, sputtering and gasping as you finally were able to take in air.
"Eddie.." You looked at him with lust filled eyes, wrapping your hand around his cock and stroking him, fingers tightly gripping.
"Where do you wanna cum?" You asked, pushing your face closer to his.
"Here?-" You pointed to your mouth, sticking your tongue out. "- or here?" Then to your pussy.
Eddie looked like he was drunk, his eyes half closed and mouth lazily hanging open.
"I… I wanna fill you up everywhere, baby.." He softly said, sighing in pleasure as you jerked him faster.
"Ahhhh shit… fuck.. Mm, just like that-" He pulled you in for a kiss, licking into your mouth and groaning.
"Your…mouth. You're g-gonna swa- SHIT…" He mewled when you bent down and took his entire length into your mouth, sucking hard and bobbing your head, gargling saliva at the back of your throat as you drooled messily all over his dick.
"I can't.. mmmm- shit. I'm gonna cum."
"Uhhhhuh.. that's g-good. That feels a… w-wow.. amazing. Fuck.. FUCK"
His jaw dropped, eyebrows furrowing as he watched his cock disappear into your mouth, filthy slurping sounds filling his bedroom. You felt his dick harden even more, knowing he was very close. You hummed and moaned, hollowing your mouth a bit and making the lewd sounds louder.
"You're s-so beautiful, so good..taking me so good.. gonna fill you-..mmmm "
"g-gonna feed you my c..-cuhhm- oh shit oh shit Jesus fucking-" A guttural moan bubbled in his throat before it filled the room, incoherent babbling spilling from his lips as he road out his high. His hot cum spilled over your tongue and you immediately swallowed it as it continued to flow into your mouth. His window was open, and you suddenly heard the dog across the way starting to bark.
You sat up and coughed, not used to blow jobs at all, and swallowed a few times to clear your cum filled throat. It was a lot.
Eddie stared at you, his tired dark brown eyes glossed over and unmoving. You looked back and felt a blush creep onto your cheeks. The high had faded, and you were suddenly all too aware that you just had a very intense session of foreplay with your best friend. You were both inexperienced, so this whole thing was kind of intimate to you. You couldn't speak for him, though, and it made your stomach twist with anxiety.
You looked down to his softening cock, pulling his waistband up to cover it. He hissed at the contact, still sensitive from the intense orgasm.
"S-sorry.." You pulled your hands back to your lap.
"No, sweetheart, c'mere.." He held a limp arm out, motioning for you to lay with him.
Eddie's lips pulled into a grin that widened the closer you got to him. He rubbed your arm soothingly when you laid your body against his, propping yourself up on one arm and playing with his hair with the other.
"Pretty girl.." He muttered, lifting a hand and holding your cheek, rubbing his thumb on your cheekbone.
You scrunched your nose and looked away. His gaze was so heavy.
"That was craaazy." He chuckled, rubbing a hand over his face and sighing as he turned his head to look at the ceiling.
You hummed and nodded in agreement, still feeling self conscious. Eddie's eyes flicked over to you when you didn't say anything after a while, eyebrows pinching in concern.
"Hey.. what's up?" He pulled you in with both of his arms so that your chest was pressed into his, your head laying against his tattoo.
"Don't want anything to be weird for us… you know." You mumbled, finger poking at the random freckles on his chest.
He huffed at a laugh and looked at you like you were stupid, pushing hair from your face and pressing into your forehead with his finger.
"Wow. You're dumb. Like, more than me." He blew a raspberry and shook his head, a wide smile returning to his face as he looked at you lovingly.
You smiled and hid your face. It's Eddie.. of course he wouldn't let this ruin your friendship. You couldn't let your nerves take over. You felt dumb, as he said, for even allowing yourself to think so.
Eddie took a deep breath and sat up with you in his arms. He cradled you and bowed his head down, hair curtaining around both of your faces as he rubbed his nose against yours, pecking your lips a couple times before pulling away. You moved off of him before he rolled off the bed. He stretched and groaned, twisting his body around and rolling his shoulders before squinting at the clock on his dresser. His eyes widened.
"Shit! It's 1am!" He put a hand to his head and looked at you in shock. "We were at it for almost 2 fucking hours!?"
You giggled and shrugged, holding a pillow tight to your chest.
"We have to sleep.. got school in the morning and still need to swing by your place in the morning for clothes.." He walked to the edge of his bed to fix the pillows, head still shaking in disbelief at the time.
Eddie gave you a glass of water and a clean towel so you could clean yourself off, slapping your ass before you slid into the bathroom. He prepared his stuff for the following morning and shut off the TV.
Once you were both tucked into his bed he set his morning alarm and stole a few glances at you. You were in deep thought as you looked at the posters on his walls, head resting against his pillows. He wanted to wrap his arms around you and nuzzle his face into your neck. Instead, he turned off the light and silently laid beside you.
"Sweetheart…" He whispered, toes wiggling against your foot.
"Hm?"
He was silent for a moment.
". . . I'm hungry."
"Eddie. Go to sleep." You groaned and laughed into the pillow.
He dramatically whined and kicked his feet before turning on his side. It was silent for about twenty minutes and you were sure he was asleep, until he silently scooted himself backwards so you were pressed into his back. You smiled to yourself, warmth spreading inside your chest. You leaned your head into his shoulder blade and fell asleep shortly after.
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✩˚。⋆ ⋆ ⋆ Tear You Apart ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ˚。✩
・˳ . ⋆ guest starring Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Toji Fushiguro, Shiu Kong, Choso Kamo, Hiromi Higuruma, and Atsuya Kukasabe x Fem!reader ・˳ . ⋆
୨୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Be advised to the warnings of smut, 9some, groupsex, gangbang, saliva waste, nipple play, food play( whip cream), pet names( Angel, pretty baby, bunny, strawberry, etc.), bodily fluids( squirting, cum, bukkake), Halloween costume party( Geto and Gojo as König and Simon, Hiromi as a priest, Nanami as Patrick Bateman( not his idea), shiu and Toji as ghost face and Jason, Choso as Garu from Pucca, Atsuya as a sexy security guard, and finally you as playboy bunny with a sprinkle), anal play, tit job, foot job( unexpected or expected character), calve job( I don’t think that’s what it’s called), dirty talking, degradation and praise kink, daddy kink, again BUKKAKE, Nanami strokes Shiu’s dick while it’s in your throat( using you throat in a jerking motion basically), reader is hella flirty, jealous! Geto, cuck!geto, fingering, pussy eating, porn with plot( a little), p in v, let me know if I missed anything! Wc: 10k
Minors do not interact, 18+
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Halloween parties are filled with people finally getting the chance to show how slutty they can be. You loved Halloween so much, one of your favorite holidays. Halloween is the night of parties and horror mixed in one. October 31st is also the one night you experienced something you never thought you would agree to or be a part of. Something spectacular. Extraordinary. Extravagant. And most of all, sexy.
You were putting on your dark and light pink eyeshadow when Geto walked in your room with his costume and bags of candy he was going to sit out in the bowl for little kids to take, your idea since he hates being around a lot of people in general. You didn’t know what made you an exception, but you’re glad for it. The temple kisses he gives you everytime he sees you ensures your thoughts.
Geto walked to you and kissed your forehead from behind, sequentially spitting out your contour, “ fuck babe, you gotta let me know when you didn’t finish your makeup look, now all I could taste is that stuff you use.” His eyes were scrunched closed and his head was tilted to the side as he wiped his lips off with the back of his sweater. He looked so funny in the mirror that you couldn’t help but to laugh.
Your laughter calmed down, “ Sorry, Honey didn’t expect you to still kiss me while I’m doing my makeup, anyways what’s in that bag?”
Geto opened the bag and took out the costume in his hand, “ Got it just for you, like you asked.”
Gojo suddenly popped up behind him, “ With the courtesy of my help, of course.” Gojo pointed to his costume afterwards with a huge smile on his face, “ Guess who I am…” Satoru had on a white skull face mask on top of his white fluffy hair with green-army cargo pants and black combat boots to match. The black bulletproof vest hid his nipples well since he was shirtless. His green headphones sat on his neck as he smiled at you. Your vision of him dressing as Simon from COD came to life. You asked them to dress up this Halloween, so you wouldn’t be the only one dressing up tonight.
You couldn’t even get an answer out because of Geto rolling his eyes with a shake of his head, “ She knows already, dumbass. She’s the one who assigned these little costumes to all of us, did you forget already satoru?… nevermind don’t answer just get out so we can get dressed for this shit of a party.”
You laughed at Gojo whining about Geto being a hard ass and how he needs to lighten up on this special holiday. A holiday most don’t even consider to be a holiday. You started to blend in your makeup with your cheetah print robe on. Your Halloween costume was under the robe, so you really just had to wait for Geto to get dressed— luckily he showered before he left the house. Now you wait for him.
You heard him shuffling and moving on his side of the room away from the mirror. After the blending, you finished off the rest and lined your lips up prior to spraying on the setting spray.
You then got up and pulled out your pretty pink open toe platform heels. Slipping your feet into them— the robe following after revealing your custom made bunny costume with rhinestones on the edges and inner bunny ears. The vintage bunny costume was something you never saw yourself wearing until now. Such a beauty, thanks to the creator of them: Zelda Wynn Valdes, a black woman. Gotta love that for you.
Geto came out of the bathroom after brushing his hair in place, his long black hair flowing behind him with no shirt on and green cargo pants on. He put on a vest after, keeping it open for the cherry on top: black combat boots and a könig mask on top of his head. His pretty face was still visible for you and that’s enough.
You smiled at him and walked up to him with your tits jiggling with every step you took towards your man, “ You look so fucking good, but that’s not his full attire babe.”
He knew you were teasing him, so he smiled at you, “ And you look very, very delicious, can't wait to devour you tonight. Now give me a kiss, my pretty bunny.”
You almost squealed at his nickname but composed yourself when you heard a honk of a horn downstairs with a yell following afterward, “ Come on, love birds. Gotta party to get to and some ladies to meet!” Gojo only knew you two were ready because of Geto sending him a text telling him you two would be down stairs in two minutes once he was through getting dressed.
You sighed and grabbed your pink fur coat to wear over your outfit; about to put it on until Geto stopped you, “ Let everyone see what they can’t have. Want to show you off. Want you to show off” Your glossy lips stretched into a smile and you kissed him on his cheek letting the glossy lip print add to his look.
Suguru held up a white, short see-through robe with pink fur on the outline of it, the one you were supposed to wear with this costume, “ wear this one instead.”
You smiled and turned around so he could slip it on you. He then fixed your hair prior to grabbing your clutch— handing it to you. He watched you walk out with your heels clicking on the floor with every step you took. Geto was so lost in the way your legs looked in the white panty hose you wore with little rhinestones all over it. And your ass. Your ass looked so cute and plump with the bunny tail on the back of it. He was fucking lucky to have you. You may think tonight is everyone’s night, but Geto disagrees because tonight is all about you.
The transition to the house was fun, mainly because of Suguru playfully arguing with Satoru about any and everything. Their friendship was beautiful to you, so you just sat back in your seat and looked out the window. And because of that you didn’t notice either of them staring at you through the side of their eyes or in the rear view mirror.
Soon you three made your way into the club and looked around at everyone. You noticed people wearing all types of costumes: bananas, Frankenstein, cat suits, cheetah suits, bunny suits, playboy costumes like you, school girls, sailor men, sailor moon costumes, superheroes, manga villains, and etc. costumes. Wow they really went all out for this costume party satoru organized. Yes he showed up late to his own party at the big club you three were walking through now.
Geto held your hand as he brought you to the table a big group were at, one of them was a woman, your friend: Shoko. You slid into the booth beside her and hugged her.
“ You look so gorgeous, {reader}! Got questions for you, pretty girl. The first question is how did you get everyone to join in your get up with the costumes? I’ve tried since we were in college.”, Shoko yells over the loud music as she pours you a shot of rum to get your blood flowing for tonight.
You smiled at her, grabbing the shot glass in your pretty manicured hand, “ Can’t say, it’s a secret.”
Utahime heard you— now sitting next to Shoko on the other side of her— speaking up, “ what’s the secret of getting these knuckleheads besides Nanami and Hiromi to listen?”
Shoko looked over at the men, mostly Geto, Toji, and Gojo trying to get Nanami and Choso to drink. You chuckled at Choso pigtails and costume all together, he really dressed up as Garu from Pucca like you asked him. You then traveled your eyes to Nanami and shook your head letting out a little laugh, he was supposed to be Patrick Bateman but he just did his regular attire with a red dress shirt and zebra print tie. He didn’t even try, yet he still looked good.
You then turn your head to Utahime and smirked, “ They just do. Guys I don’t really control these men, they just do what I ask. Strangely without any objections.” Shoko and Utahime faces formed into tiny o’s of shock.
Shoko downed her drink- scrunching up her face afterwards. You laughed and downed your shot doing the same thing. Man, rum is not your kind of drink, where’s the { favorite drink} at.
“ You got all of them wrapped around that pretty little finger of yours, I think I know why. Your aura tells me why.”, Meimei said standing at the end of the table with her braid in front of her face, she was cat woman. Shoko was a sexy devil and Utahime was a pure Angel.
Your eyes rolled at her presence since you didn’t like the actions she did. And she did a lot of them. Other than that, you can’t be a hater, so you say she looks good to which she just smiled at you and spoke to Shoko.
Shoko had a cigarette hanging off her mouth as she spoke to Mei mei, “ What do you know? Spill because there has to be some answer to how they all dressed up this year.”
You tuned them out as you eyed Shiu, who was dressed as ghost face from scream, from across the big space you all were stationed at in the V.I.P. Session. The mask on his head was positioned to the side of his face, he had small leaks of blood on his mask, face, and neck— you couldn’t tell if it was real blood or fake blood, knowing him he never got his hands dirty so it may be fake. As he was eyeing you, you noticed his rings on his hand illuminated from the disco ball light on the ceiling.
He was staring into your eyes as he took a long drag out his cigarette, the burn in his lungs wasn’t even bothering him as he kept his eyes and mind filled with you as the vision, besides he was used to the feeling. He has wanted you since he got introduced to you. He and Toji talked about you in more ways you couldn’t even imagine. You were a cutie to him and he wanted to feel your thick thighs clenching onto his head as he teased your pussy throughout day and night. “Geto don’t know how to handle a woman like that” was Toji saying to him whenever they talked about you in almost all of their conversations with just the two of them and he agreed with Toji everytime.
You broke eye contact when Geto came into his view, bending down to give you a kiss on your lips in front of everyone without a care in the world. He meant it when he wanted to show you off tonight. This was only the beginning though.
You broke the kiss and tilted your head at him in wonder of why he did that so abruptly. He suddenly grabbed your hand and walked you to the bar to get another drink, “ Are you enjoying yourself, pretty girl?”
You didn’t know why he asked that question since you both got here 25 minutes ago. His question had a tone you couldn’t comprehend especially when you’re beginning to feel a little dazed. You were a fucking lightweight when it came to drinking and hated it because your fun would have to end early every single time. Too afraid to go past your limit in fear of acting too out of character.
“ Sugu, what’s wrong? Why are you asking me that?”, you asked prior to taking two shots. He took two shots as well and let out a noise following the second one, kinda like a loud grunt.
“ You know why? Want to make sure you are alright because I didn’t like the way you two held eye contact with each other and thought he made you uncomfortable. Did he?”, Geto asks referring to Shiu eye-fucking you.
You laughed at how serious he sounded without meaning to, “ Honey, you’re jealousy is screaming right now.” You laughed again after that statement and grabbed his hand that was placed on the bar, “ You, mister, have nothing to worry about. He’s not the one I want. I want y-”
Geto turned to you with an expression you couldn’t figure out, “ do you think I haven’t noticed the exchanges you’ve had with everyone over these past couple of months. The hand touching with Satoru, flirting with Choso and touching his hair whenever he lets you.” He turned his body fully to you and opened his legs to pull you in between them by your robe, “ the eye fucking with Shiu, bantering with Toji over stupid and small things, the doe eyes of seduction at Nanami whenever he spoke to you, the batting eyelashes at Hiromi, and finally the giggles with Atsuya. Let’s not forget to mention the arguing with Naoya, teasing with Ijichi, and the explanations of lust with Kashimo.”
As he named all of them he continued with descriptions of you giving slow blinks to Shoko and the seductive smiles at Utahime. What a little sly fox you were. He leaned closer to your ear to whisper, “ what a little slut I’ve got on my hands, am I right? A slut who needs to be torn apart. Let me tear you apart by fucking you in the VIP rooms no one is allowed in. Let us tear you apart.”
You gulped and stared at him, music blocking out and you were now just staring into his chocolate brown eyes. Geto hands found their way up your body, tracing over the curves, humps, or rolls on your body making his way to your tits to enclose his hands, well try to enclose his hand around them.
Your mouth kept closing and opening like a fish— mind was gone. Too gone that you didn’t feel a presence behind you as you kept staring at Geto eyes. Geto started to play with your star-shaped diamond necklace in between your breasts, “ All you have to do is say the word and I could have this organized, darling. Your word against mine. Tonight is all about you.”
You gather up some spit from your dried up throat and slowly nod your head. Geto looked behind your shoulders and signaled Gojo to wrap his new black blindfold over your eyes. You were about to panic until you felt lips on your lips and then Geto’s voice followed afterwards, “ Relax, my pretty Angel. Grab my hand and let me guide you.”
You felt him grab your left hand and then felt him, no… someone else grabbed your right hand causing you to slightly jerk away. Gojo almost burst out laughing at the way you scooted closer to Geto in fear of another person grabbing your hand.
Geto squeezed your hand in reassurance, “ Trust me, darling.” You nodded and reached your hand out in front of you thinking that the person was in front of you now. Gojo was in front of you but was still beside you, so he grabbed your hand into his big, calloused hand. You tried to guess who hand you were holding the entire time you were guided in between Suguru and Satoru, gaining looks from curious and judging people around you all. It looked so suspicious and eye-catching from the bystanders point of view, Suguru thought you were lucky because you couldn’t see the people staring at them.
They were glad they made it to the room with multiple footsteps following behind. You couldn’t hear them because of the music still blaring loudly in the background because of the door being open. Soon, you heard the door shut and felt the robe on your body get taken off you. The sharp gasps and inhales were heard before you and you wanted to take off the semi-tight blind fold to see where the noises came from. The silence was awkward yet it intrigued you.
You gasp when you feel a rough, thick fingers being wrapped around your chest area and a voice following, “ You’re shaking pretty baby” That voice belongs to Gojo Satoru, the man you and Geto admired. Chuckles were heard around you and it was driving you crazy that you couldn’t figure out who was in this room with you.
“ Scared? Don’t be, doll.”, Toji's voice was heard from the right side of you, it sounded like he was a few feet away from you.
“ I don’t think you saying that is helping, let me.”, Nanami says, coming up behind you. You tried to turn your head to him as if you could look at him through the blindfold.
This action made Suguru grip on your jaw tightened, “ Keep your eyes forward, darling.”
Atsuya was next to talk as he sat on the arm of the couch with a cigarette in his mouth, “ Yeah it’s not like you could see anyways so keep ya pretty head forward, will ya?” You were about to respond to him until you felt your body begin to get tighter around your arms that was stuck to your side by this thing wrapped around you. It was a rope most likely especially from the way it felt against your body. They finished tying you up and you only knew because of the taps they each gave you in your thighs. Your boobs were pushed up even more and your stomach enhanced even more from the way Suguru and Satoru tied up the top half of your body.
You soon felt a hand trace over the rough rope wrapped around your body causing your breath to get caught up in your throat. Nanami stood behind you with his body pressed into your back and his print on your bunny tail, heavy and thick. His lips touched the shell of your ear and your body was now visibly shaking before him, “ feel that? Feel our bodies touching… so warm together, now think of something warm. What makes you feel warm? Summer, bodies sitting next to each other, laying on top of each other, or a warm day in winter? Tell me, cupcake.”
Nanami then grabbed your tummy that was hidden by the vintage bunny suit you still had on, pulling your body further into him— giving you a hint towards your answer. You cleared your throat and answered his questions, “ Bodies next or on top of each other makes me warm, why?”
Nanami smiled at you and took off his jacket from behind you as Geto still stood in front of you admiring you from head to toe. He wasn’t even paying attention to the conversations, hell majority of them weren't due to how amazing your body looked in shibari ropes.
“ Easing your mind, my little cupcake. It worked because you’re not shaking anymore. Nervous anymore. Most of all..”, Nanami says, trailing off with a kiss to your ear lobe.
Hiromi chimed in on the side of you and Nanami, further away from you two though, “ You’re comfortable with us now. Not a timid little girl in front of the pack of wolves anymore. Now let us take care of you.”
You finally let your head fall back onto Nanami’s shoulder as he traced little circles on the side of your thighs as he looked at Geto with a knowledgeable look. Geto and Gojo helped you out of your heels, putting them to the side. Your feet felt so cold through your panty hose you had on. Your feet were swept off the floor as Nanami walked you to the couch in his arms. His arms felt so huge around your stomach, you wanted to feel them but couldn’t because of your hands being tied to your sides.
He turned you around to him before gently sitting you on the couch in view of every man in this room with you. You were the star of the show and the apple of everyone’s eye. They watched your chest rise up and down, slow and erotically. Your lips were plumped and looked ready to accept any cock.
Geto smirked at his beautiful piece of art he managed to get in his arms, “ She’s all yours.” He was talking to everyone in that room and everyone knew he was serious about this. He was treating you like he was pimping you out and somehow it turned you on even more. He was letting other men use his woman in front of him. God, he was so perfect for you because this was your darkest desire for a minute.
Only part you worried about is if he’s going to look at you like you’re his treasure after tonight. Stupid mind of yours because of course he’s gonna still be in love with you after all, this was his idea from the start.
Toji was the first one up with his Jason mask on his head like a hat, “ Gonna need your warm mouth to warm me up like the good little slut Geto gloats about. You can do that right?” His boots were placed on the sides of your body and his crotch was in your face. Boots creasing into the luxurious, leather couch with no care in the world. He needed your mouth wrapped around his cock.
You could feel multiple eyes on you as you heard a zipper being unzipped and a hard object hitting the top of your head. You gasped as Toji laughed at your scrunched up eyebrows as a reaction to hit cock lying on your head, hard and ready to be sucked.
Everyone was indeed staring at you but somehow his gaze was more crucial than the rest. He pushed your head back so it’s against the couch, “ Open wide for me, doll.” You opened your mouth in a beautiful little o making him smirk,“ Now suck my dick like a good little dolly and I may reward you.” You tried to move your head forward to grab his dick in between your needy lips but it’s like he wasn’t near you.
Toji was playing a game with you as he moved back when your mouth neared the head of his cock. He darkly chuckled at your pathetic attempt to get him inside of your mouth again. Toji put two hands on the couch behind your head and leaned his hips back when you almost caught his tip inside of your mouth, “ Such a needy little whore. You want my cock that bad.”
You wanted to cry so bad because your pussy was beginning to ache because of his words and teasing actions, let alone the feeling of being watched. It was all too much for you that you were starting to get irritated and most of them could see it.
Choso came forward with the lingering of your temptations all around him, guiding him to get on his knees in front of your body squirming in frustration because Toji was still playing his little game with you. You stop moving and squirming when you feel big hands closing on your thighs as they pried them open.
You stupidly looked down and your hair got yanked back as a result of your curiosity with a dick pushed deep into your throat in sequence and consequence. Toji’s cock created a bulge in your throat— you tried to catch your breath but couldn’t because you soon felt the opening of your costume and panty hose be ripped open letting the fresh air hit your glistening pussy.
“ Fucking vixen you are, a commando slut. Hurry up, Choso I want a turn.”, You heard Shiu say in a low, gruff voice. You automatically knew he was either jerking off or just really thirsty for you. Meanwhile, Toji was fucking your face with neediness and dominance in one.
“ Fuck, your fuc-hahh.”, Toji moaned as your jaw locked in on him like he was in a Venus fly trap. Your hollow cheeks looked so pretty in his view, if only everyone could see how pretty you looked with his cock in your mouth.
Toji pulled out of your mouth just in time for Choso to spit on your pussy— marking himself on your body. Choso spit felt so warm on your cold pussy. Your pussy was cold from the air, which made you clench onto air. Choso used two fingers to spread your pussy apart, his thick and pierced tongue licked a stripe of your pussy causing you to moan.
All of them grunted, moaned, or cursed from hearing your moan.
You whimpered, “ Please— fuck my face.” Your whimpered out words were heard around the room and Toji definitely took that into consideration, so he pressed your head back into the couch and snapped his hips into your face, balls slapping your chin as he started to fuck your face with no mercy for your throat.
The sounds of balls slapping a wet chin along with gags and gargles filled the room. Toji's eyes were rolled to the back of his head as his dick moved in and out of your smooth, wet mouth faster. Spit bubbles were starting to form on his cock due to the gargles you were producing from trying to moan at the feeling of Choso’s tongue ring twirling around your clit.
“ Choso, do take in mind that my Angel likes her pussy to be eaten messily. She’s such a whore like that so whenever someone doesn’t eat her out messily, she gets whiny and starts to squirm like she’s trying to do right now.”, Geto pointed to her when Choso stopped what he was doing to look at him. Choso looked back at your body. You looked like an actual whore squirming around with your clothes torn and spit dripping down your body from your mouth getting fucked.
Choso nodded and wrapped his hands around your thighs, well trying to fit his hand around them. He moved closer to your wet pussy and smirked to himself. He thought she was really pretty. Your pussy is like a piece of candy he saw at the top shelf of the candy store, pricey with pretty packaging now he gets to taste it. Your vision was starting to go black from how hard Toji was hitting the back of your throat and you were close to falling into conscious, but Choso’s face in your cunt woke you out of slipping into unconsciousness. Your gags were getting louder because of Choso flicking his tongue over your clit. The motion of his tongue was what you needed.
You tried to reach for his hair but the rope and Toji’s thrust was stopping you from doing anything, so all you could do is close your thighs around his head, eventually taking Choso to heaven because he dreamed of this and so has Shiu who was watching closely.
Gojo was palming himself inside of his camouflage pants letting out little whimpers here and there at you being used by two men. Nanami sat with his hands on his face, leaning over with his elbows on both of his knees watching the show in front of him. His hard on was pumping and was starting to hurt, but he can wait his turn. Hiromi, however, could not wait and neither could Atsuya. They needed to feel your hands on them some way or get their hands on you, doesn’t matter.
Geto was too busy setting up the camera on his camera to take care of his hard on inside of his green pants. He tried too hard to ignore the sounds of your gags and moans as they both took care of you.
Toji thrusted into your mouth two more times before pulling out— a string of saliva was dispersing off his cock from how much saliva you had in your warm toaster of a mouth. Toji was holding his wet cock in his hand in order to stop himself from cumming inside of your mouth and wasting his opportunity of cumming anywhere else on your body. Toji then gathered the spit lathered on his cock up into his hand just to smear it on and around your lips making you even more messier.
Your licked around your lips to taste what he put on your lips, your moans followed loudly with clarity to the men in the room. You were desperately moving your body up and down Choso’s thick tongue inside of your pussy like a dick fucking into you. His slurping sounds were loud and the spit forming all over your pussy and his face was turning you and him on a lot more now. Choso let go of one of your thighs to palm his bulge inside of his pants, he needed to be inside of you.
The curl of his tongue inside of you was enough for you to lift the upper half of your body off the couch with desperate whines following, “ Fuck meeee, I need more. Mmmphh!” You couldn’t believe how whiny you were sounding but when you have a fat tongue inside of your pussy and a silver ball attached to it, anything can happen.
Choso did one more circle of his tongue around the insides of your pussy before dragging his tongue up your pussy to your clit, sucking on it with loud noises following. His moans on your pussy as he ate you out were so pretty to you and you were close.
He knew you were because of how your body started shaking and your hips dragging up and down more desperately. Choso moved a little to let Shiu hurry and take his place once he moved.
Choso sucked on your clit one last time causing you to moan loudly at the abuse he was doing to your clit.
You felt his mouth detach from your clit and felt another person's mouth on your pussy. His tongue was more rough and sloppy than Choso’s, way more sloppy. You tried to sit up, yet the person didn’t let you because he held your stomach down with one hand whilst his other hand moved to the opening of your pussy. His fingers pushed inside of you causing you to open your mouth letting out a moan so pretty that Geto was glad he caught it on camera so he could jerk off to it later.
While Shiu was devouring your pussy with his long tongue and thick lips, you felt two other presences on the side of you. They both helped pull down the top of your costume just below your tits. Nanami eyed your tits with lust, lust that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He was a preserved man and didn’t focus on getting his dick wet like the rest of these men. So it was only you that was on his mind, in his view, everything. He now understood why Geto was obsessed with you when he looked back up at your face. Face of an Angel being pleasured by demons of lust.
He watched the way your throat moved when you let out little whimpers and moans at Shiu eating your pussy like a starved man. He loved hearing you moan out names too, one day he’ll get you to moan his name all night long if Geto lets him have you.
Meanwhile, Hiromi loved the sight of your tits and needed to see them with whip cream on them, so he grabbed some out of the little frigerator on the far side of the room. Geto was a genius for this one little thing. Hiromi came back and sprayed some whip cream on your right tit causing you to whimper at the coldness of the cream. Hiromi threw the can behind him and licked off all the whip cream off your tit, cleaning up every last bit of it before sucking on it. For someone dressing up as a priest, he sure is acting in sin right now.
Nanami could hear the sucking sounds coming from Hiromi on the other side of him and the slurping from Shiu down below. It was only right he joined and he did by taking your other nipple in his mouth. Nanami’s mouth was attached to your pretty nipples and his tongue was swirling around your nipples as his mouth was attached, adding on to the pleasure you were receiving.
Your head was thrown back on the couch, you were feeling yourself getting closer and closer to the edge and needed to touch any of the three men attacking your body with their lips, “ mmmph, this fe-eels sooo good.”
Hiromi loved the sound of your voice crying out in pleasure. He wished he could capture the way your face transforms with different expressions especially when he grazed your nipples with his teeth on purpose. Your boob felt so heavy in his hand and he was in love with them. Wanted to suffocate in them if he got the chance. Hiromi’s hand traveled down to your stomach, squeezing it causing you to gasp.
The feeling of being squeezed, licked, and sucked on by all three men was beginning to stimulate you. As soon as Shiu warm, wet mouth planted itself on your clit with his tongue spelling something you couldn’t even comprehend because your mind was too stimulated, your head crashed into the couch again and your body thrashed around in desperation to get away.
Your moans were soon captured with Gojo’s lips as he kissed you whilst leaning over the couch to capture your lips in an upside down kiss.
“ atta girl! she’s a fucking squirter. I called it.”, Toji says like a proud scientist presenting his latest discovery. He was sitting on the couch before you four and watched as Shiu tried to capture all of your squirt in his mouth.
Geto rolled his eyes at Atsuya pulling out a 20 dollar bill to give to Toji.
Atsuya scoffed as he saw Toji hand in a gimme motion, “ You’re lucky this time. Don’t forget that you still owe me 10 dollars because of her costume choice.”
The slurping and muffled screams stopped as you came down from your high. As Atsuya was giving over his 20 dollars, Shiu was detaching his lips from your jumping clit. He smirked at your pussy crying for him, “ You did so well, bunny. Such a pretty pussy you have.”
You whimpered as Gojo tongue explored your mouth, sloppily licking around your mouth with his tongue. He wanted more of you, needed more. Nanami and Hiromi both let go of your nipples with a string of saliva left behind as they released your nipples out of their wet mouths.
Surprisingly your nipples were still hard but this time covered with saliva. Their saliva. They couldn’t wait to fuck you like their little slut. There’s a reason why these two men are preserved and to look like they’re stressed out all the time. They don’t release their frustration anywhere, so tonight’s the night they will. All thanks to you.
Gojo planted one last kiss on your plump and bruised lips. Bruised from his kissing is the best kind. He was magnificent at kissing, sloppy but beautiful. Everyone started to back up as Geto came forward with a smirk on his face as he watched your body move up and down. You were helplessly tied up right now and he knew you liked it that way. Too bad it’s gonna end right now.
He took off the ropes after a few twists and pulls. Once you felt the ropes come off your body, you felt sad and relieved. Following after was the blindfold on your eyes. As soon as they came off, your eyes squinted because of the light above you. Once you regained your vision back, your eyes moved to in front of you and you shyly looked down again. You couldn’t help but to do that because having this many sexy men in the room with you was too much.
Geto footsteps were heard as he walked around the couch in the back of you. He chuckled, pulling your chin up to face the men who looked at you like you were a little red riding hood and they were the wolves waiting for your next move.
“ Come on, Angel. Don’t get shy now. Actually, when have you ever got shy, is this because these are the men you’ve been slutting yourself out to even when I’m standing right there with you?”, Geto asked from above you since he was still standing behind you but now leaning down a little to stare at your head and face.
Your lips puckered and your right leg started to shake up and down, this time Choso took note of this because he knows how it feels to be nervous. So he insists, “ Suguru maybe blind fold her again, she’s too sh—”
Geto shook his head, “ No, she’s just fine. She isn’t shaking because of anxiety Choso, nooo. She’s shaking her leg in impatience. She’s a sly fox who gets everyone to believe she’s shy, innocent, and so forth but nooo she’s a dirty slut on the inside and now on the outside. Show them how much of a devilish whore you can be, Angel.”
It's like something in you snapped when he pointed that out, like he put a battery in your back to energize you up. You opened up your mouth to speak, “ I want all of you, right here and now. Fuck me.”
Those words set fire to all the men around you. Men in different costumes: ghost face, Simon ‘ghost’, könig, Jason, a priest, a supposed Patrick Bateman, Garu, and a security guard. All for you.
Toji came over to lift you up and you gladly wrapped your legs around him, “ fuck, doll. Your pussy caused that, look down.” You looked to the side and down at the big wet stain on the couch with a smile on your face. Toji kissed your neck as he still held you up in his arms not caring how much you weighed, “ Thank you for proving that asshole wrong now lemme give you my award.”
Toji walked backwards to the couch opposite of the one you were on and landed on the couch with you on top of him. Your bare pussy was on top of his pants that had the zipper open. Toji couldn’t wait to be inside of you so he took out his hard cock and you lifted up to sink right back down taking half of him inside before stopping when you couldn’t take anymore, “ Mmmm, I can’t take anymore, Toji. Let me ride like this.”
Toji's eyes narrowed, “ You think you got the upper hand here?” He smacked your ass right as Gojo chuckled from behind you, “ I think she thinks she has the upper hand, how foolish of you, pretty baby.”
Gojo’s big hands came down on your shoulders and Toji’s big hands enclosed themselves on your love handles with some of your tummy spilling over his hand. They both helped you take all of Toji’s cock watching as you whimpered at the feeling of being stuffed full in your pussy.
Toji’s groan was ruff but pretty, “ just like that, now you’re full of me, hope you enjoyed the last of your breath because it’s about to be taken in three, two, on-”
Your head suddenly got dragged to the side of Toji’s head to Shiu’s cock. Shiu’s cock smelled so good and looked like he tasted so good. You wanted him in your mouth so bad. In the back of your mind, you were honestly surprised that a man besides Suguru dick smelled good and natural.
Your mouth watered and just as it did he shoved you down on his cock with a loud guck sound following. He was about to brutally fuck your throat and you were gonna love every second of it. Meanwhile, Toji was slowly moving inside of you, teasing your pretty cunt. A cunt that was sucking his dick in. ��� Such a tight, needy cumt you have”.
“ Hey, Suguru, pass the lube over here. Need to prep her before she takes it up the ass like a good girl right?” The way he stretched the “right” sent your pussy fluttering around Toji’s cock. Your eyes widened when you felt the rest of your panty hose from behind get ripped by Gojo’s hand.
Shui’s head was thrown back as you gagged on his cock eagerly, “ She takes cock like a pro, fuck ye-uughhh.” He was an undercover moaner, perfect for you as you slurped on his cock.
Gojo slapped your ass prior to dripping the lube he got from Suguru on your other hole. The cold liquid felt so good dripping down your hole and soon his finger rubbing in circles felt the same way. Nanami couldn’t wait any longer and neither could Kukasabe, so they both dropped their pants to get handjobs from you. You took Nanami’s cock in your hand as he stood next to Shiu whose head was thrown back in bliss.
Your head started to bob up and down even faster and once you started to move your head in a circular motion, Shiu was done for. Nanami looked over at him and chuckled at how his eyes crossed from the head you were giving to him. His chuckling stopped when your hand started to tighten on his cock as you stroked him up and down.
Atsuya guided your other hand to his cock, you so eagerly took in your hand— stroking him at the same pace you were stroking Nanami. Both of their heads flew back as they let out low groans or moans at the way your hand was working their cocks.
Gojo was focused on the way your hole took in his finger as your loud moans were vibrating off Shiu’s cock. “ Such a cute little hole, you’re telling me you’ve been keeping this all to yourself Suguru.”
Choso hissed as he stroked his cock to the scene in front of him. You were being used and it was only going to get better from here.
Geto shrugged his shoulders and Hiromi scoffed, “ a selfish man indeed.”
“ oh shut up, you would keep her to yourself as well if she looked how my Angel looks.”, Geto throws out while you were getting your pussy spilt open and fucked perfectly. Gojo needed to get a fill of your pussy and ass, in response he slid his finger in and out your ass opening it up for him. Once he saw you relax, he unzipped his zipper and pulled his dick out to lay it against your ass.
Nanami started to fuck into your hand and Gojo saw and wanted to poke fun at the man like he always do, “ Her hand must feel good to have someone like you fuck it. Her pretty fingers are getting you off aren’t they? How long has it b-”
“ Shut the hell up, I don’t need to hear your voice when all we should be- aahhh- hearing her moans. Let the lady get her spotlight.”, Nanami speaks out as he suppressed his moans when your hand started to twist around his cock.
Gojo threw his hands up as the rest of the men chuckled, “ you’ll hear her moaning in a moment, Nanami.” Gojo pushed his thick cock into your pussy cussing you to release Shiu’s cock from your mouth letting out a loud moan. Gojo looked up at Nanami with a smug look, “Like right now”.
“ Aughh- aaahhh it hurts. It hurts.”, you moaned in pain. Gojo kissed the back of your shoulder while Toji licked your chest as he stilled for a moment to let you and Gojo adjust.”
“ Shhh I know, I know. I can stop if you want, say the word and you got it, strawberry pearl.”, Gojo whispered in your ear as he dick now pulsed inside of you.
Your teeth bit your bottom lip in reaction to both dicks being inside of you. You wanted to cominute so you didn’t say anything, just wiggled to get more of him inside. Gojo smiled and started to move inside of you slowly. Toji smacked your ass, “ Hold still f’us doll. Need to get all the way Inside.” You did as he said and moaned at how they both rubbed your insides just right. You felt like you could feel every vein on their dicks.
Shiu shoved your head back on his cock, holding onto your head as he fucked into your mouth, hard and fast. Your arms were starting to get tired so Nanami helped guide your hand up and down his length as he thrusted in and out of your hand at a fast pace. As opposed to Atsuya who just sat back and let you do all the work, such a gentleman.
Toji waited until Gojo was all the way in before he gave him a head nod. Gojo held onto your love handles or hips tightly digging his nails into you as he started to pound inside of you. As he moved in, Toji moved out and this repeated. Both snapping their hips into you almost tearing you apart and surprisingly, it's like you wanted them to do it too.
“ Atta girl, mouth full of cock just like your pussy.”, Gojo taunts as he shrugged off his vest leaving him in only his green camouflage pants and boots. He fucked you with his Simon mask on his head. You wished he had it on his face.
“ Can’t wait to gape her pretty little ass like the slutty little doll she is told to be. Such a pretty slut taking our cocks like this.”, Toji says with a grunt at the end when you start to tighten with both of them inside of you—pushing their cocks together like two thick sticks laying on top of each other because of the rainstorm.
Your throat felt like it was being poked fast everytime Shiu snapped his hips into you. Nanami started to jerk your throat with his large hand that had his watch on his wrist. Shiu almost felt like he was going to pass out if Nanami did it even faster. Fuck this was so unexpected and hot. “ Shit. Shit. Shit. If you both keep fucking, aahh.” Nanami didn’t know what came over him when he did that. He just saw the bulge in your throat and wanted to touch it. If Shiu can get a bulge in your throat then he damn sure can as well, maybe even longer than his.
You felt liquid squirt on your hand from the left side of you. Atsuya couldn’t take seeing you do to work on everyone’s cocks like a pornstar he was obsessed with. He came before everyone and knew he was gonna be the laughing stock of the future get togethers they have but if cumming in your hand was the price then he’ll gladly let them laugh it up, “ Fuck sweetheart, such a good little hand you have there.”
Your mouth was getting tired and so was your hands. Nanami felt it so he snatched his cock out of your hands at the same time as Shiu snatched his cock out of your mouth with a loud gasp from you.
Nanami held your hair up balled into a ponytail to admire your face and Shiu let out a deep breath wiping the spit off your mouth just to put it back into your open mouth.
“ So fucking pretty”., Shiu exclaims.
“ Yeah she’s very beautiful in this view”., Nanami agrees.
Your eyes were beginning to water from Toji and Gojo fucking into you, “ mmhhh, it feels soooo good. I don’t think I can tak— oohhhh.” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when they both swirled their hips as they pounded inside of your sloppy cunt. You let go just then the and there by squirting on both of their dicks causing both to pull out just enough to let it all out.
“ Damn, her pussy is too fucking perfect. She squirting on me so prettily, should’ve made the bet with you, old man.”, Gojo moans as he moves in and out of your squirting pussy.
Toji got irritated at the insult Gojo gave him because he wasn’t old, which made him take his anger out on your poor pussy. He scooted a bit lower, just enough to fuck into you at a different pace Gojo was going— mixing up your insides like you never had it
“ Fuck off, Satoru. Now back to you little doll, how do you like that pussy getting abused by my cock. After all it’s my dick that made you squirt right?”, Toji ended his question with a slap to your ass causing you to jerk forward with a cry of pain and pleasure mixed.
You couldn’t even answer because your eyes were starting to cloud with tears and your head was filled with nothingness. It was a scary and horny feeling. Satoru grabbed your stomach as Nanami and Atsuya massaged your tits with their big hands. You were feeling pleasure and touched all around.
So much that you started to cream around their dicks making them slide in and out of you a little more easier. Once satoru saw this, he laughed, “ oh look at how she’s creaming on our dick Toji, we both know I added to that one, let’s call it how it is.”
Gojo’s hands gripped your tummy and his chest was now connected to your back, “ Awnnn it’s a weak spot for you, isn’t it? Having your stomach touched or gripped is your weakness, yeah. Let’s see how long you last, pretty baby.”
Geto was enjoying the scenery so much that he was edging himself like he usually does when you’re off on vacation or doing something else, away from him.
Gojo bites your shoulder as he pounded into you, flowing in sync with Toji.
“ uuuhnnn, it’s coming. M’cummin. M’cummin. M’cummin!!”, You screamed out before Shiu stuck his finger in your mouth. They all watched how you shake on Gojo’s and Toji’s dick in your cunt. Gojo pulled out just in time before he was about to cum inside of you. Ultimately, stopping himself from cumming.
Toji kept fucking you through your orgasm causing you to open your mouth in a silent O with your eyes rolling to the back of your head. It was beginning to be too much for you and you were starting to see black.
Geto sighed and came up from behind you after Gojo patted him on the back walking away afterwards. “ The joys of having a slut like this one. You could fuck her until she says the magic word. Our magic word, isn’t that right, Angel?”
You nodded like you were being mind controlled to nod your head. Toji pulled out of you and was about to cum on your stomach, but Geto put his finger on his hole stopping him from cumming, “ Wait until the end, Toji. Save the best part for last. He looked at the men in front of him and then turned to them behind him, “ This goes for all of you. Want to see this pretty little slut covered in cum, preferably similar to a canvas, my beautiful art in the end.”
Toji's head rolled when geto stopped his cum from flowing out, he liked being edged even when he never did that at all until now. He just couldn’t believe Geto had the audacity to touch his dick and stop him from cumming. Such a vile man.
Toji scoffed and lifted you up to place you back down on the couch, he looked at Geto with a scowl, “ Boner kill.”
Geto gave him a close eyed smile before picking you up in bridal format to walk you where Gojo laid on the pool table— by the wall. “ Take her ass and I’ll take her pussy. The rest can join but this pussy is mine for the rest of the night. She’s been too naughty.”
Your eyelashes were falling off because of how much you were crying and your mascara was running down your face. Geto smiled when he saw your reaction to Gojo slowly moving past your tight ring of muscle with closed eyes. He moaned as he slipped inside of you, “ Ssss’ good. So good. Fucking perfect little ass you got on you.”
“ Hear that, Angel. Gojo thinks the ass that I fucked in the past is perfect. And indeed, he is right. Your ass is perfect but not as perfect as your, Geto moved to squat on the table to line himself up against your pussy and when he slammed himself inside he moaned at your pussy instantly gripping onto him, Pussy.” He finished off his sentence with another moan escaping his throat.
They both moved in sync with your cries and pleas in the background. Geto threw his head back when the tip of his thick cock started to kiss your cervix repeatedly with a string of wetness in between his tip and your cervix each time he thrusted in and out.
The rest of the men got up and circled around the three. Toji hopped on the table to get on his knees beside your head, “ come on, doll, my dick is lonely without your hand.”
Choso stayed by your feet that was wrapped up in your white panty-hose, he needed to feel your feet on his dick, so he grabbed your feet and connected his dick to the soles of them fucking himself on your feet. It felt so different and good to you that you just let him. Foreign feeling indeed. What’s even more foreign was his pretty whimpers following, “ fuck. Fu-Uhh.”
Atsuya bent your leg to slide his lube up cock in between your calves and thighs, muffling his moan with a bite of his lips, “ Mmmmph.”
You then felt your tits being groped together before a cock moved in and out, the cock was heavy and thick and once you looked up your eyes connected with Hiromi’s big pretty eyes, “ That’s it, you have such pretty tits. A slut indeed. A pretty titty slut.”
Nanami crossed his leg over you, now standing in front of your face with his dick out. He grabbed your hair in a tight ponytail. Your moans were growing louder at the feeling of your body being used by all of these men and with that, Nanami’s thick, long cock slid in your mouth like a cold popsicle waiting for your mouth to warm and suck it up. “ Shit, think she’s perfect for this.”
Shiu guided your hand to his dick and you worked your magic on Toji’s and his cock, he hissed at the feeling of your pretty hand jerking off his cock. Toji did the same with his hair covering his eyes and his mouth opened in a silent o.
Once everyone got comfortable, you were in for it. Every push and pull out Gojo and Geto did was a dance they synchronized together. You couldn’t handle Gojo’s long cock inside of your ass filling you up and you couldn’t handle Geto’s thick cock inside of your pussy. Everything was too much and too good.
It felt like every part of your body was being admired and fucked right now and you loved it. “ Mmgh, mmmmphhh.”, You moaned in gargles because of Nanami fucking your throat with the need of Cumming into it. The bubbles that were forming around his dick as he snapped his cock into your needy, wet mouth 9( a fuck hole. He wasn’t usually this harsh with you or any woman but tonight was different. Tonight was a special occasion.
Choso was in a limbo state of mind as he fucked the covered sole of your feet, “ fuck, she’s such a good girl for letting me do this shit. I- I can’t help myself.” They all knew he had something weird to him, they finally found it out. He was a feet guy. What they didn’t know is it’s not true, something was whispering into his ear once he saw your feet dangling as Geto and Gojo fucked you.
Now for Atsuya, that was true. He’s a weird man. The weirdest out of all of them. There’s no denying that one.
Toji groaned out a loud moan before cumming into your hand and on your arm, “ Fu-uhhghhh-ckkk, she take cock so well, she’s a trained little whore.”
Shiu was next and his cum shot over your tits and hand, “ shit, shit, sh-uhhhhgh. You’re fucking right. So damn right.” They both finished first before any of the men. Geto smirked and held onto your stomach fucking you without no mercy, he wished he could see your tears pouring down your eyes like Nanami is. He wished he could see your tits moving up and down at he and Gojo’s thrusts. God, he wished he could kiss you.
“ Take it, Angel. Want you to feel your insides raveling before cumming on my dick. Matter of fact, you can take more from me, can’t you?”, Geto muses as he rolls his thumb over your pretty clit.
Your body was voluntarily shaking right now and soon it went limp. So now, you were limp and out of your mind as they continued to use you. You loved this and never wanted it to stop.
Neither does Gojo, who felt your hole taking the shape of his dick, “ aaahnnn, Suguru, keep doing that. She’s gonna fucking milk my cock at this rate. Such a fucking naughty little slut.”
Your slurps and gargles were loud now and the sound of balls hitting the chin was growing faster. Nanami was now cradling your head with his big hands as he moved your head up and down his cock, “ I sincerely wish you two would shut up. A lady is talking. You’re - holy shit!! Think I’m gonna cum.”
Nanami held your head against his pelvis letting any breath that you had, have no chance of escaping. His blonde hair was now covering his forehead as sweat glands started to build up around his forehead and run down his face.
Hiromi knew he was about to cum so he moved his tits up and down his cock, releasing a loud groan when he came in the middle of your tits, his head hitting the back of Nanami’s back. Both breathing loudly as you milk all of their cum out their bodies.
“ M’gonna cum. I wan’ cum. Wanna cum so bad. Please please please please.”, Your moans were loud and once your body felt the ribbon cut loose on your insides, your orgasm hit you hard and powerful. So powerful that you squirted out water and cream on suguru’s dick and some of it hit his green pants.
Gojo and Geto pulled out of you making everyone else stop as well as they watched you shake miraculously. Geto dragged you down to the floor and they all stood around you with the exception of those who already came on your body so it was only Geto, Gojo, Choso, And Atsuya left.
You closed your eyes when you felt Atsuya cum hit your face, close to your right eye. You were still shaking by the legs because you didn’t have enough time to get over your orgasm because theirs was coming as well.
Choso’s cum followed by spraying your chest, lips, and nose, “ fuckkkkkkk, damn! Such a pretty face you got. Ughnnnn.” His cum was drippy and he had lot of it.
Geto and Gojo were next and they both jerked each other off which made your pussy convulse at the sight. They were so hot doing this especially with the little whimpers and moans coming from them.
You licked the cum on your lips and spoke in a low, seductive voice, “ That’s it, cum on me. Cum on me like your personal toy.”
Gojo whimpered out his words, “ oooohhhh, fuck yes. Keep talking.”
And you did while holding eye contact with Geto who was stroking Satoru with a twisting combo he learned from how you did him, “ Cum on me like your personal slut. Your cum whore. Your cum dump.” Once you said the last sentence, you happily closed your eyes as both of them came onto your face at the same time. White and clear cum was all over your body. You smelled like sex and loved it for some reason.
Geto's body was jerking and shaking as he came and Gojo’s body was stuck as his head was thrown back in pure ecstasy.
“ Such a perfect little bunny. Pleasing all your- hnnghhh- daddies so good.”, Geto moaned as his cock finally stopped Cummin on your body.
You shakily raised up to kiss your Satoru’s dick first and then Geto’s cock of their tips, “ Thank you for the candy, daddy.” Your eye contact with Geto caused him to lean over and kiss you without a care in the world if your face was filled with other men cum. The camera recorded everything and he was going to show the video to Kashimo, Sukuna, Naoya, and Ijichi, the other men you were flirting with, with your consent first. Let them know they can be a part two only with your consent of course.
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◇ 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟒: 𝐂𝐮𝐦 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲/𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐦 - 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 ◇
My, My, My
【Synopsis】 : Stevie couldn't help it. Every time he saw you, he felt himself grow heavy in his slacks. You were everything he needed. And he needed you now.
『W.C』 : 1.94k
-> Genre: Pure Smut. No plot woops.
Paring: Switch/DomLeaning!Steve x Switch/SubLeaning!Reader
[Warnings] : This is messy. Cum eating. Unprotected sex. Making out. Swearing. Multiple orgasms. Dirty talk. Pet names. This is one big sticky mess, hehe.
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Even though he's never shown it, Steve is a sensitive man. In more ways than one. His cock always felt so full, day in, day out and most of the time he had no control over how much of a mess he makes each time he came. He normally can keep it on the down low, fucking his fist night after night to get it all out of his system by the next morning.
He would spend most of his time wishing for more. But alas, he accepted the cards he had been delt. Being from the 40s, he had grown to notice the difference between women back then 'til now. They were all so much for confident, and proud. Not that, thats a bad thing. Its just Steve...he's intimidated.
But then you showed up in his life.
Such a pretty, perfect, shy, little you... he could feel himself be constantly wet. Precum soaked his boxes every time you were around. Your smile, the way the smell of your perfume was the most delectable scent he’d ever had the pleasure of inhaling. Even just the way you walk, or sit, or jump around. When you get shy around him and blush like a little flower... And don't get him start on your laughter... Fuck.
You were a walking sex dream to him and he knew he was done for.
When he first got to finally have you, he was making out with you in the hallway in the compound. The floor that belongs to yours, his and Bucky’s room. But things lasted very short as he had to sprint suddenly away without another word to you making you feel a slight thing of guilt in your gut thinking that you might have caused something wrong, since you weren't the most experienced person...
But in truth, he wasn’t about to look you in the face and tell you he just came in his pants alone just from kissing your plump lips. He felt more embarrassed at the fact you were able to make him come without the need to touch him. It took every fibre in his being not to whine out a shaky deep groan while he felt your lips so desperately on his. He had his hands squeezing your hips a little tighter than before while his cock started to throb painfully in his slacks. He still had to resist the urge to moan out when your tongue laced with his. Making his balls tighten before his cock ultimately started pumping hot ropes of cum, emptying himself in the now soaked fabrics of his underwear.
He turned the corner quickly, as his chest heaved for more air. His body felt like it was on fire, and he hated himself slightly at the fact he had such a short orgasm. He palmed his cock softly, readjusting himself, hitting his head against the wall when it started to twitch again. It took him everything not to say fuck it then and there and pull himself out so he could finish pumping every drop out until he was dry.
or better yet, seducing you to help him.
And if kissing was going to be his problem. Then he was afraid of how’d he would handle having you naked for the time in front of him. Would you want to take the lead? Or would you have your legs spread for him to do as he pleased. He wouldn't mind either to be honest.
And the first time he did finally manage to built up the courage to bed you. He didnt expect himself to be lying on your bed while you sat on your knees at the end. Your bit your swollen lip while you eyes his naked form, focusing on his broad, beefy legs that were spread apart wide enough to welcome you inbetween them. He was a sticky mess, cum painted all over the head of his cock, dripping onto his navel deviously. He was wishing for just one ounce of control when you two were making out prior to this, nearling busting his nut when he felt you whimper against him.
God he didnt know how to function, feeling embarrassed about himself but again. He had no idea just how much you loved him like this. Yes, you were a shy sweet thing but behind closed doors. You lived for the pleasure. To please. And the way Stevies cock jumps and aches as he watched you remove each article of clothing. It was a site you revealed in.
The second you were completely bare, his moans would become greater, louder. When you placed your hand on his naked thigh his breath would hitch, balls growing heavier with every breath.
“You okay Stevie?” You cooed, kissing his inner thigh, sending shivers down your spine, the way he tensed and the smell of his delicious natural scent would bring an ache to your soaked cunt, making you squeeze around nothing, needing him desperately.
“I'm fuck...hmngg sensitive..” He tried to tell you, looking at you with pleading eyes while his cock throbbed, torn between needing you to keep touching him and pushing far away from you, fearing he loses control and comes all over your pretty face that was only mere inches from his angry tip. He’s not a virgin, that most people new for sure but he’s never gotten head before nor been with anyone in so many years. And he knows he’d fill your mouth the minute you wrap your plump lips around him and fuck your face until he was blowing his load down your throat.
“You want me to such your dick, sir?” Your voice was laced with seduction making Steve gulp an obscene amount of saliva.
he felt so high, gritting his teeth at your words. You made it out to seem he was in charge when you could very well grab his cock and make him do whatever your wanted.
“Fuck, I think I'ma cum.” It was not a might in this situation...it was a definite yes. He was about to bust just from your hot breath brushing against him. but Steve wanted to hold off. He needed to hold off.
Keeping his self-control as much as he could. He wanted to be that hard, confident man that everyone thinks he is. But in truth, his cheeks were tainted with a pink hue, gasping as you took his heavy balls in your mouth suckling with determination. “Wait, Baby, please...hunngmmm I hang on...”
He needed to be inside you. He couldn’t cum without feeling what your cunt felt like first. His precum touched your lips, licking up all the come that was on his thigh and tummy from his previous orgasm. His eyes bore holes in you as he watched you quickly and sensually swallowed his load. You opened your mouth, showing him you ate every drop. Whichmade him snap, man-handling you until you found yourself on top of him, with your chest pressing against his. You breast squished, nipples tingly at the roughness of his scared skin.
He doesn’t give you another second to think nor protest as he pushed his cock in one quick thrust. Planting his feet, before thrusting into you harshly.
“Fuck Stevie!!” You squealed at the feeling of his balls hitting your ass, while his fat thick cock stretched you open wide. He clung onto you tightly, groaning into your neck, biting your shoulder to hide his high-pitched 'ffuuckkkk'. The feeling of your tight cunt was too much and his strokes were becoming sloppy and unsteady very quickly.
“Fuck I-hmg m’need to cum!!” His back arched off the bed while his head had been thrown back against the soft pillow. “god! Shit, shit. Fuck!” he couldn’t stop himself from thrusting, holding onto you while your cunt began to burn with overstimulation as he empties himself deep inside you, feeling as though his orgasm was unending.
you squirted around him, liquid going everywhere, from your and his legs to all over the bed. Staining the sheets beneath you both.
“Steve!!” You whined, your greedy soaked cunt kept pulling him back in, with his cum spilling around his cock, splurging out the sides onto his thighs, making him even more sticky then when he began.. “You’re m-making a mess, pplease…” His eyes rolled back at the thought of your warm white cream that now covered your pussy, his cum painting you, decorating you both. Oh, how it made his cock throb more.
“I know-I know baby, fucknng I can’t stop!” He grunts, now hiding his face into your neck again, his arms nearly limp and aching from holding you so tightly while his hips never stop their attack. His rut. All these obscene squelching sounds echoed louder and louder with each pump. “I don’t know what’s w-wrong with me. Fuck my cock…i need to cum. More... Too much cum.”
He couldn’t control himself anymore, all these lewd voices spilling from his tongue, you moaned in response feeling yourself grow closer to a new high another high.
Steve kept growling random words along the lines of 'fuck, shit, i need to cum. Your cunt feels so good.' The list went on. Rolling over so he was now on top, but still keeping his cock tucked inside you, he ground his hips slowly, humping his abused length in as far as it would go while keeping his face in your neck, biting your shoulder for good measure. “feels so good, you make me crazy. So fucking hard. It hurts. M’sorry baby Sugar.”
“It’s okay.” You try to calm your lover, “I’m yours.” The minute the words slipped off your tongue you realized the grave mistake that was because he groaned, no, he growled like a beast. His cock swelled again, becoming harder if that was even possible at this point, before slamming back into you. Fucking you with a new purpose and new-found strength.
“hmm, Mine you say? Fuck, this body is all mine? Pussy is all mine?” His eyes were feral now with a grin matching it. You feel every ripple, divot and vein as his muscles tense and cock fucks you harder. Your face was flushed as you felt embarrassed from his words. Dirty talk was something you never thought Steve would be into. Yet here is he, making you come apart from his filthy tongue. “Gonna fuck my pussy, empty my cum deep in my pussy, fuck my pussy until I’m fucking dry.”
And he does just that. Panting, grunting. He was feral over how good each orgasm felt and how long they seemed to last. He fucked you until you were a crying, begging mess. Overstimulated and sticky. His mouth became filthier with each orgasm he got out of you and there was no stopping it. He was going to fuck you until there was no more cum to produce.
Finding a new positions, from the floor, the wall, the deck, back to the floor again before ending in the bed yet again. He fucked you until you both were fucked out, tired and had made a mess of the entire apartment.
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