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afab!reader, 18+
sae who has never thought twice about the size of his dick because only idiots have dick-measuring contests. who knows its bigger than usual (so he hears anyway) and doesn’t give it any thought. at least not until you.
not until it’s you in his bed with your chest heaving, sweat dripping down your neck. panting and bruised, fingers holding hard to his biceps with your hips bucked. it doesn’t matter till he’s holding it against your slit, till he can feel how wet you are and how much you want it. the person he respects so much gasping for him - stuttering about the size and it’s like a fuse lights. he can feel the desire reach so far into him it curls his spine. he’s never been so entranced by a single sight like the one you’re presenting now.
you huff and cry. “oh, oh god—sae you’re so big, oh,” and instead of taking mercy on you he pushes it in farther. pushes his dick in deep and he can feel himself swell when you whimpers. soft and slippery and so fucking hot like you’ll melt him. he pushes in hard. your legs in the air, calves on his shoulders and back slightly lifted from the bed and he’s fucking you so damn deep it makes him feel like an animal. you whine about it because of course you do but when you do it - it doesn’t feel theatrical. doesn’t feel cheap. feels so good and right.
he hears you whine about how deep he is buried into your cunt and he just wants to shove it in further. wants you to feel it in your throat. wants your pussy to be melded and stretched to his size forever so he can take you wherever he wants. when you whine about how big his cock is -all sae wants to do is mock you. he wants to make your face as wet as your cunt is. he wants to make you cum from the friction alone.
sae never felt like this in his life. your pussy stretches for him like a sacrifice and all sae can think is that maybe he wants be worshipped like your god after all.
#aristotle.txt#THIS IS DISGUSTING!! GOODBYE FOREVER#a.sae#prettyboy.thirsts#I XANR STOP THINKINF OF IT
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fuck or die with maki but the two of you haven’t had sex yet. you only started dating recently and now you’re tangled in some stupid curse bullshit that you shouldn’t be involved. maki is watching you. trapped in a tight room with eyes on you. some part of her is resentful because she wanted this but on her own time - after cherishing you a little more
but now you’re clinging to her so hard your face is flush. sweat beading down your neck, hands fisted in her shirt. crying fat. wet tears as you beg for her to fuck you. it hurts and you’re scared and you want her to fuck you. and because maki is gentle she’s mostly trying to soothe you but the soft of your whimpering is making it so fucking hard to be rational. she shouldn’t do this. you should have sex for the first time somewhere nice
but when her hands brush against your sex its so wet it soaks her fingers. she swears under her breath feeling guilty as she sticks her hand in your panties and whispers against your neck. she starts with an apology but ends with a sharp “you’re so fucking wet for me,”
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cw ; smut, afab!reader, todoroki is a little lovesick 18+
no matter what you thought of todoroki, good or bad, nothing prepared you for the intensity in which he has sex.
because in every other aspect of his life, shouto todoroki (26) is painfully placid and unremarkable. maybe it's on purpose, an unfortunate byproduct of a life-time of inherited fame and family drama that's slowly devoured any desire to be different. to stand out anymore than he does is burdensome. todoroki flourishes in his boring, in the fact he's so pretty and so notable that he's overlooked.
when you met him, you learned that he's only really pretending. that his habits always border on neurotic and he's more deeply complicated than one might expect. his inner world is something you don't understand and probably never will.
what you do know though is that you thought he would be stale in bed. that he'd be gentle and compassionate but not looking for anything too intensely kinky. too much. that he'd preen and praise all with delicacy and precision, because he's already like that.
the first time you invite todoroki into your bed, he fucks you to the point you don't remember your name. it's not rough, not really. it doesn't bruise or hurt - but there's some unspoken force behind all of it that bleeds into all of his touches.
and you think it's really something to do with possession. a man who's never wanted anything really finally has something he wants. can't live without out. so every time you end up in his bed, or under him, or above him - whatever you want, you can see nothing in his eyes but an emotion he's never learned to clamp down.
desire that burns and bleeds even if he's trying his very hardest to be patient. he touches you with intent. his fingers curve against your insides with a hot, sharp breath and fucks them into you down the knuckle. curls against the spongy space inside of that has your legs clamping his wrists and every time you moan, he lets out a deep and guttural sound like he's been holding in his wants for his whole life. he curses when you never hear him do it, he whines.
it's hard to feel undesirable when all todoroki does is want you. carnally and vulgarly makes you know that he wants you so bad. says he misses you sitting on his face. calls you between shifts to tell you that he thought of you, only to come home with a confession on his tongue "i thought about you riding my cock all day."
oh how terribly desperate he is for you. sweat beading down his forehead and eyes filled with mist, holding you like you'll disappear. like you're some mirage, todoroki's cock twitches when you tell him you want him. that there's something mutual about any of his sexual fantasy and deep longing. he needs your guiding hands, your kisses, your cunt to wrap around him like he belongs there. his cock will probably only ever stand straight for you anyways. he needs you to need him just a fraction of how he needs you. even for someone so monotone - it's something else when he fucks you. with a lifetime of suffocating impatience weighing each of his thrusts, knocking into you. balls slapping your clit and hands tucked at your sides, nose nudging your shoulders as you take him in so deep. he basks in how wet you are and that only makes him harder.
he loves you, he loves you, he loves you. he's never felt it in his life. it'd be cruel to dismiss him so you always let him have his way but you'd be lying if you said it didn't surprise you every single time.
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Ari… you know you must elaborate on dad Gojo… do it for the father fuckers like me ❤️
cw ; dead dove: do not eat, dark content, father / daughter incest, manipulation / coercion, reader has their own set of problems <3, use of the word daddy + papa at some point 18+
a/n ; answering u aleks. my brother (gn. pun not intended) in arms. also this is just. thirst becausde my brain is rotted with no sleep
i am . just . well
i just wonder you know. how gojo copes with you bringing boys home. the thing is gojo loves you so terribly. he has since the minute you were born. fatherhood is a little different to mentorship and it is so different having a child mold by the palms of his own hands to raise.
gojo is a busy man through your childhood but he's adoring. but he's sweet and tender. all through his life - you may as well be the only person who never resents the fact he was born. always looked at him so warmly, approval seeking and affectionate. you were always a little shy - but when gojo was away long enough you would come crawling into his arms and crying.
that habit of yours never changes. you have all encompassing love for your father and you let it embody you. it doesn't occur to him how much his absence and frivolity ruined you until you're twenty and you come onto him. and he must've ruined you a little too, because he doesn't have the courage to stop you. gojo can't see it as wrong, though he tries his very best.
but ultimately the scales of wrong and right do not like the same for gojo satoru as they do everyone else. gojo encourages you to take what you need. there's a sense of normalcy as the lines blur, a relationship that is so rotted from the inside out that you can't remember what it looked like before. rot is a strong color, a strong taste.
even ruined things can look beautiful, he figures.
when you start bringing home boyfriends - it's then when gojo realizes that these feelings can no longer be solved by seeing you or hugging you or playing father. gojo is the man of the house. the one of your life. so he makes it a habit. leaves the crack of your bedroom door open at night when they come to visit, and lets himself into your room. you're the same, groggy as you stir awake.
he gives it time. makes sure they take the guest bedroom right across the hall. he attends to you, a nightly routine. his darling girl who always cries for her father, for her papa she loves so much. maybe it's only natural you get along so well with him. he starts slow. kisses gently but works his way down your neck. you've grown into a woman, with soft breasts and hips that feel firm and heavy in his palms.
but he likes when you leave those frilly little socks and shorts on when he fucks you. his beautiful daughter who accepts him. who wants him. he wants you too. he wants the boy you've brought home to listen to the sound you're making as he sheathes his cock into you so slowly.
his hand on your tummy as you face the door, your back to his chest with you both on your side. gojo loves the way you whine when he ruts himself into you so slow and so deep. your crying is comforting, you know? to him anyways.
gojo fucks you good and hard and makes sure there's enough hot noise to travel through the house until that silly boy you've brought over wakes up. gojo stares with a wicked smile when he defiles you right in front of them. sometimes they look on in horror.
other time they look on in awe and arousal, as you pussy swells and stretches for him. as you cum so sweetly all for your daddy who you love so much. those boys always last a little longer than the others.
you always come crying to him when you break-up, and gojo always cheers you up how he knows best, rocking you in his lap - so deep you can't do anything but cling to his shoulders.
a feeling he wants to keep trapped in time forever and ever.
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afab!reader + verbal cruelty, 18+
shidou likes when you ask him for things. that's why he doesn't move when he fucks you until you tell him you want him again. holds you by your chin and puts his thumb in your mouth, a harsh smile and sharp eyes making you squirm. he thrusts once, the first time and then asks.
"you know what do, right baby?"
so you repeat yourself and he gives you another one, deeper. meaner. you can feel the strength in his legs.
the third time you tell him again, he sets a pace but he's quick to make himself clear as he bottoms out completely. he stretches you so deliciously wide and the tip curves right where you need, rubs against you in a that makes you whimper.
he flips you onto your stomach and makes you drool with his fingers, cockdrunk and desperate. right when you're getting too complacent with it. shidou doesn't give you anything for free.
"that's it," mocking and rude, so awful "just like that. keep whinin' like that, again, again, again," he mimics you with a high-pitched voice. he grins when your cunt pulses around him, spasms desperately like you really want him to be even meaner "you get it right? you stop, i stop? so keep beggin' till you're fucking stupid on it, 'kay?"
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tags ; afab!reader, p in v, aged up charas, creampies 18+
it's probably your fault for assuming bachira was always being innocent when he was in your proximity.
sometimes you knew he was being a little flirty, but it's bachira. and even for all of his craziness - it's hard to wrap your head around him being so serious about you. dismissive of his closeness and his cheek pressed into your shoulder and his hands on your waist. you thought he was just touchy.
when the dam breaks and he expresses his interest, you're drawn into his magnetism. it takes no time until you're touching each other for real. it's hot and messy. all humping through clothes and bachira whining a little when you pull his hair. and you're so wet. you can't really wrap your head around it being bachira who's doing that to you. your fun friend. the one cool professional athlete you brag about.
right now, it's him fucking you. his cock is pretty and long and he's got this specific rhythm when he moves his hips. your body is flush against he's and each time he pushes in - you feel yourself go lightheaded. he's so noisy and so fucking pretty and not innocent at all. anything but that, all pretty flushed faced and toussled hair and pout that's so excited and so eager to be fucking you. his cock twitching, dragging against your walls till its all sticky. achy and sensitive.
"im so happy. can we cum together? i wanna, please, can we? you feel so good, gonna cum inside." and you groan because even if you know you shouldn't you let him anyway. of course you do. bachira fucks you deep and lets it all out inside but can’t convince himself to pull out. kissing you so you dont feel like he needs to you. not innocent. far from it
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cw ;; afab reader, 18+
for what it's worth, i don't think megumi cares to dominate you. nor do i think he really cares to submit to you, in equal measure.
for megumi, the whole idea of sex is kind of funky. he wants it in that he has a libido, and he likes your face enough to think about it. and he feels it, desire, but the actual working parts of a sexual encounter don't interest him all that much. what sex is comprised of, he leaves up to your creativity.
he can be whatever you want. he's been like that for a long time, no doubt in large part to his flippant guardian who does what he feels like on a whim. for how otherwise intelligent and concise megumi is, he's strangely adaptable. he isn't as stubborn as he maybe should've been, and he has a set of beliefs that he follows but they're his own - shaped entirely by his world view.
he didn't grow up normal enough to have normal interests in sex in relationships. his whole life is one long, endless - whatever happens, happens.
you'll find early that megumi likes to do things in his own way as much as possible and learns almost completely from experience. he didn't even google anything about sex aside form he'd seen sparingly in passing. weirdly enough he knew your anatomy, but he didn't hesitate to ask you things. your first time went smooth if only for his communication
is this okay? ill slow down. im sensitive here. you feel good.
not that he's not bashful, he is. but he's cocky in equal measure. he's as balanced as you can find a person to be and he does whatever you need.
that's the thing really. megumi values getting things finished in the way he finds best. his solutions, his ideas - he likes using his methods.
to megumi fucking you is simply another facet of his own ideology.
he's learned it through experience - patience and effort, where you feel it best. he lets your lower back rest on a pillow, and then as if he has it down to a science - he teases you.
just the head, rubs around your clit before touching it head on with his cock. he always looks at you for a minute, gives you something half-between cocky and lovesick before sinking the head of his cock into your pussy. megumi gives it to you slow at first, watches your face carefully with each inch.
his hips are angled up and he concentrates. he lets you squeeze around his cock and relishes in your moans. the little passing expressions in pleasure you make so surreptitiously. sometimes when he feels like enough of a lover, a whole one - he says you're so pretty with his lower lip tucked carefully between his teeth. groans when you shiver, when your pussy trembles and gets wet all for him.
he likes to think uselessly about staying there forever. he knows he can't but maybe he deserves to. he thinks he deserves to keep himself tight inside of you for the rest of his life, when he bottoms out and you squeeze. squeeze and squeeze and squeeze and whisper his name like a secret. fuck, megumi, fuck.
megumi knows how to make you cum. he taught himself all the right ways. he puts a hand on your stomach and rubs your clit with his thumb. he looks at you, you look it. and he drags himself over the same spot inside of you - he knows, feels it everytime you're dripping wet and aching.
with the force of his own assurance, he rubs along your gspot so precisely it feels mean. it isn't, but it feels it. the pleasure and euphoria and fully body high choke you until you gasp his name. he twitches when you call for him, pulls back so he doesn't cum right away.
he stays like that. rocks you through well-paced, hard thrusts at the same angle until you sink. he loves seeing you lose it, and he's going to lose it with you. going to give in this feeling he always hears about in movies and books - he wants you to cum on his cock that he's learned to make you. his own personal values, he wants to spear you on them until you're his forever.
and megumi thinks he's crazy for thinking. it puts him out of his body to feel you, throbbing and desperate and hot. your hands on the back of his neck pulling him into a sloppy little kiss.
"gonna cum, megumi, gonna"
he grunts. watches, but doesn't wait. lets you ride out your high while swallowing the moans from your mouth. it makes him feel dizzy to feel you, your legs locked around his back.
you don't want him to leave either. that always tips him over the edge, makes him let go.
yes - that's it. megumi doesn't really care how it happens.
he just wants it to be you. and he wants, so desperately for it to be him too.
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ill throw u scraps of dom!bkg bc i was in the mood
i do think bkg is a little bit mean actually. not like degrading necessarily, but he does definitely feel an incessant urge to bully you when he finds you especially cute. its affectionate in its own way. even with your ass in the air and pressing against his cock, his whole body covering yours - there’s something undeniably sweet about the way he likes to humiliate to the point its life ruining.
“haah, fucking look at you. came again and i havent cum one time. so damn greedy,” is what he says. but his actions don’t match up.
the thrust of his hips, the hand around your neck, the twitchy fingers rubbing your clit. he’s doing it on purpose, he wants to see you cry about how sorry you are. then he’ll ask why he should forgive you before flipping you over. he likes seeing you look weepy, pressing his forehead to yours as you beg for forgiveness. beg to cum. whatever emotion you can’t communicate comes out in an apology
“you’re sorry? what are you gonna do? this pussy is already mine, think harder about you’ll make it up to me. maybe ill fuckin forgive you,”
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IM GONNA GO FERAL BKDK POLY MAKES ME FEEL SO 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫 PICK ME!!!!!!!!!!
cw ;; fingering, squirting, pussyeating, polyamory, imbalanced power dynamics (ur bkgss sidekick), afab!reader, 18+
g*d. i love bkdk so much. but the poly dynamic is so so perfect. bakugou who is so shitty at feelings and deku who is way too fucking eager and the awkward stumbling. it's just such a vivid picture in my mind.
i'll bet bakugou meets you first. you're a rookie at his agency, maybe 2 years younger than them. but you're eager, bright-eyed, and talented. you don't shy away from bakugou and you aren't afraid of him and bkdk have been together for so long now. it's only inevitable bakugou talks about you to his boyfriend. makes sense, that over dinner deku catches is stone-faced boyfriend do his own version of gushing.
and deku can't help his curiosity so they just happen to meet up on the field. you are exactly how kacchan described. and deku is so friendly to you. that's japans sweetheart, their golden boy. you're not intimidated - humble though, and enthusiastic. deku likes you in his own way. a different, but he likes your company.
initially, your gut reaction is that maybe they want to mentor you when you see them more and more. it's innocent enough. lunch together, sparring session, invitations to hero conferences. and look, they're both professionals. they know it's a bit of an overstep to use their fame in this way.
but they're no stupid to the way you look at them with those doe eyes. you get shy when they're shirtless for sparring. do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend? no? just a cat, you tell them. you're not on apps, you say. in fact, you've never really been with anyone before but that's embarassing.
you think maybe they're trying to relate to you. you're not so far apart in age that it matters, but the way they talk to you is too friendly for mentors. bosses. seniors in your line of work. still, you deny it to yourself. those two have been together since they were 17 and have known each other for over 2 decades. whatever crush feelings you harbor is only because they're hot heroes. you're a person with needs is all.
you deny it for a long time. when they invite you to dinner at their shared home, all you can think is that they're trying to be welcoming. it's only when you dress to nice to go, and show up with a bottle of champagne. only when you see their dinner table, with candles and flowers and chocolates do you think something is up.
bakugou cooked it for you. deku keeps conversation. this is starting to feel like a fucking date.
when you open your mouth to say something, you're met with a tense laugh. bakugou says it first.
"look, we've never done this before. but we both.. like you. and want to include you,"
"what kacchan says. we won't force you into anything, or change how we act with you at work. even today we just want to spend time with you."
they say that and you concede. dinner proceeds smoothly, and they invite you to watch a movie. you stay, just because. they cuddle on the couch and you awkwardly hover but they're inviting you. and you join them - strong, warm, welcoming.
you don't know who makes the first move, but you think it's deku. he sits you in his lap and his lips hover on your neck.
"is this okay?" while bakugou's hands rub your thighs. and it's so tense, because you can feel how focused they both are on making you comfortable. they share well-practiced kisses and touches but they're mostly on you.
you don't really know how it happens. how you end up with your leg spread, hanging off the end of their couch. neither of them having experience with your anatomy, but deku eats pussy like it's all he's ever wanted. nose deep, drunk, buried in your cunt. licking and sucking until your legs tremble and your fingers twist in his curls.
and bakugou waits till you've come once to make you come again on his dexterous fingers. he listens to your words as he slides them inside, curls them up (he looked it up online) and finger fucks you open until you squirt on deku's chest. they're a team after all, it's his gift to his boyfriend to make you cum all cute on his chest.
when you're laying, ragged and fucked out between them - you realize you're the only one naked. just your socks on. you feel like a toy for them. you don't know if you're supposed to hate it but you don't. not at all.
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aizawa does praise in a mind-numbing sort of way. i think it makes it feel kind of bad to want, he repsects you to no end. you’re charming and beautiful, you captivate him.
and maybe that’s why he does it. the gentle, gentle ease. he doesn’t realize it first, the first time he says “so good,” and your eyes light up - he just likes that you’re pleased. he tests it, again and again - always waits for you to look that way. fluttery. a little.. dumb maybe. he’ always hated that when people would throw themselves at him, the mindless flirting.
but on you? the smart, intelligent, lovable you? that dumb look in your eyes is pleasing. he can’t control himself one day. he wants to see it again, filled with greed. he tells you to stick your tongue out, holds your chin and sucks - looks in your eyes until they’ve gone clear like glass. his stomach flips. he adores feeling you squirm, the tremble, the nerves. he wants you to let go completely, just once. just give him an hour or two to take the time to make all those thoughts go away.
such a sweet thing you are. the prettiest. of course you can cum. you can hold onto him too. don’t cry, it’s okay. you’re so so good for him after all. don’t think if you don’t want too. just do what you want. he’ll take care of you. get rid of hose pesky thoughts for a little while
#aristotle.txt#this post is specifically made bc i see him as a sub leaning switch#ask to tag#hngjgfd#prettyboy.thirsts
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bkdk threesome makes me so so crazy. bc bakugou is so restricted and deku i so fucking lewd. and every time he backs away, deku pulls back and you’re always in the middle of it. it doesn’t make sense. this isn’t a relationship that easily welcomes a third party.
but for whatever reason it works. bakgou eats your pussy nose bumping your clit and deku is dragging his head closer. deku is fucking you and making you and bakugou make out with tongue and teeth. whenever one party isn’t doing, you’re watching. no closed eyes or shyness, just looking. pure perversion and sin. anything nasty, intimate - he’s so insistent on. “i know you want it too, kacchan’ makes the dichotomy so intense. they’re both so much and they tag team you even more than they pick on each other.
and deku narrates. bakugou pretends he hates it but you can feel his cock twitch inside of you. deku gets off on seeing you see them. the way you look when they kiss, he knows it, notes it. you must like them too. they’re both possessive with you as much as they are with each other, and every time you do something sexy they’re both so provoked. bakugou spreads your pussy apart for deku to see, says “like the view dontcha nerd? do you wanna cum first or after,” and deku always says after. always waits till kacchan had his fill like a good boyfriend and relishes in fucking your hole after it’s sloppy. pants in your neck about how you’re finally all together.
it’d be so. so so crazy
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ari. I would literally sell my SOUL to hear more abt this rin sae idea fkfjdkshsaj what pact with which demon do I need to make for you to tell us more ?!?!?!!!!
cw ; techincally not incest but given the interaction..... im going to count it as incest lol. specifically between the itoshi brothers sorry. otherwise consensual in every, very psychological etc, fem + afab reader, 18+
It's techincally your idea that sparks the events. Or your comment, to Sae, about how sorry you feel for his little brother that winds you up in this sort of predicament.
You do really feel bad for Rin for what it's worth. Your boyfriend, Sae, is not the most emotionally intelligent man in the world. But even beyond that, he has a definite amount of love for his little brother that he doesn't often let himself express anymore. Even after they made amends (and you're using that word loosely), it's always been awkward between them.
Rin is cute. They're close in age but he's so needy and petty that he feels like a little brother. You think Sae knows the extent of it. How often Rin seeks his validation, indirectly or not, trying to appeal to him. Trying to be needed by him or praised. Anything worth his time.
Sae is incapable of actually addressing the elephant in the room. It's hard enough for him to say sorry to you. He's prideful and his ego always gets in his way.
This is happening, mostly, because you feel bad for them both. It's happening because you want Rin to be happy and okay. It's happening because you think he deserves better and Sae should be better at apologizing.
You think you should feel repulsed by the sensation in the room. The air is so thick with tension it makes your lungs feel sticky - like there's webs around them that won't let you breathe.
And your head is rested in Sae's lap. This isn't an unusual feeling. Sae's affection for you is a backdrop in the situation - your head in his lap as he caresses your cheek, sharp eyes dropping down occasionally to check on you. Smiling at how fucked out you are, a teasing lilt like nothings different.
But RIn, is unfamiliar. He's different. Strangely, he's eager. You can feel every inch of him, so deep inside you - you can't think. His expression is strained, brow pinched and cheeks blushed. Little blue eyes softened painfully, with his lashes fluttering.
"Easy, Rin. 's okay. I'm not going anywhere." You say, and Rin looks at you like you've hung the moon. He looks ecstatic. An expression you've never seen.
(Never could've seen, really. It's only there because Sae's there, but that doesn't make you feel sick. It should, shouldn't it?)
And maybe because of you, or because of this situation.
"You're doing well, Rin. She's feeling good."
That's when it hits him. You can see it. Feel it in the way his cock twitches inside of you, that short hiccup that breaks off into a silent sob as Sae says it. Rin feels good. He feels good because of it, and there's something so wrong about how it makes him desperate. Or there should be.
To see such bone deep arousal and comfort in such a simple phrase, that he's been so deprived from for so, so long.
But you feel relief instead, when Rin ruts his hips up inside of you with a wet sob. You feel relief when Sae laughs under his breath, quietly and warmly. When Sae reaches towards Rin, to pat his cheek and touch him so lightly
And Rin looks so gentle and so sweet, you can't help but shiver. He fucks into you again, a thankfulness and affection brimming inside of him that he can't get rid.
"That's it, Rin. There you go." Sae says again, easily. Rin holds your hips, fingers digging into your sides. Sae reaches for your clit. You hear Rin whimper, practically. An honorific long abandoned of affection returning to his vocabulary like so many years before.
An entire relationship history unearthed so easily. "Nii-san." Rin whimpers, just before saying your name. You smile and Sae reaches to run his fingers through Rin's hair.
You know, in some way, that there's something so off about all of it. But deep down, you don't feel that way. You're relieved that they've found each other again. And maybe you're sick too, for being happy to be in the middle. To mediate. No longer an outsider even to this kind of sick affair.
You don't feel disgust when Rin sobs for his big brother. You feel relief when Sae replies. With tenderness he's always held back.
"Yeah. I'm here."
#incest cw#dark content cw#return to sender#IDK HOW TO TAG THIS#and honestly i would love to write this as a Whole Thing but i cannot reach anymore rock bottoms#i just. the RELIEF i think r/n would feel in this instance .... its so haunting#prettyboy.thirsts
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bokuto likes to fuck you with your back to his chest. his fingers dig into your hips, holding your legs up till they’re limp, knees knocking together. all the hard muscles in his body pressed to your spine, his tongue laving against your skin. he’s just so fucking imposing. tall and broad and heavyset. his cock is so big its cruel how he fucks you on it. lets the curved tip bully your insides while you drip around him. he loves the way your pussy feels when he goes horribly slow, how your walls mold to the shape of him and how he gets to fill them over and over. your pretty little hole twitching to accommodate his length. even with sweat dripping down his chest, straining himself so he doesn’t cum. he just gets so addicted to sliding his cock into you when you can’t run. when you’re weak to his forcefulness. he keeps telling you how much he loves seeing you tremble, asks if you can hear how wet you are. if you know how much you’re getting him messy, if you know how much he loves you. loves your pretty, messy, desperate cunt and the broken moans of pleasures when he pounds into you from underneath
#aristotle.txt#if i tell you i had a dream#and woke up to write this then knock out would you believe me#a.haikyuu#a.bokuto#prettyboy.thirsts
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"we can play husband and wife like you wanna do with sae so bad, yeah? i think it'll be fun," WHSJEJSINEIFJDJFJJSUFJJE FANG GE TBACK HERE RN⁉️‼️‼️⁉️
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LOOK.
you know, intially shidou is fucking you because he has some weird vendetta about your crush on sae. it's a complicated affair because shidou and sae have a complicated relationship in the first place. it's difficult and messy and shidou thinks those fucking doe eyes you give sae are fun to ruin by making you cry. at first it's some weird sense of posession. towards who? towards what? no idea. shidou hates stupid complicated things, but he likes fucking you and sae doesn't mind.
when he notices that his oh-so stone cold lover / housemate / whatever is taking his own kind of interest in you - it occurs to shidou he can have both. he can have fun. it's exhilarating. he makes sure to fuck you extra loud when sae is home. makes sure your voice creeps through the walls as he exposes your little crush with a sense of satisfaction he feels in his gut. he knows it'll frustrate sae, maybe even enough to do something about and shidou can have fun with that.
shidou thinks it'd be sexy to see what you and sae get up too. he'll peep on it when it happens. he wants to know what sae is like when he's around something so delicate. it's different when it's shidou - because shidou can handle anything that gets thrown at him.
but what about you? how fucking enthralling to watch sae try and deal with you. maybe he'll bring you back to shidou because sae wants to see you all messed up. he's a sick fuck like that. they could keep you all to themselves. that's what shidou wants, his ego is to do whatever he feels like and that just feels the most right.
he could just say it but that's no fun for him. it's so much more interesting to make you moan his name while sae listens begrudgingly through the wall. it's like a fun game he gets to play all while watching you fall apart.
shidou can't wait to bully you about it till you can't take it anymore. he wonders what you'll do then. you'll look cute, he's sure.
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the “use your big girl words” it’s making me go insane
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ochako isn't inexperienced, but she's never been with anyone who pays attention to her like you do. it's so different with you. its the way you talk to her. bend down to tie her shoes and carry her bag when she asks. she's very used to being independent, and one day you show up
and she doesn't really want to be independent anymore. what she wants is you, but she hates having to ask for anything. you've spoiled her so much she rarely has to but when she gets horny - she's especially bad at asking for what she wants.
her favorite way to ask is just by whining. you normally do a good job at being receptive to it. but lately, you're more comfortable teasing her. she's always a little less there when she gets fucked. she gets so hung up on the sensation and so desperate about it, she can't think. you could say anything and she'd nod her head like it was the truest thing she's ever heard
but one day she wants it so bad and you still haven't caved. you've only kissed and she wants to do more than kiss. she wants you to fuck her so she's got her hands in fists on your chest, cheek rubbing against you shoulder
and you pull back and give her a smile. it's coy and playful. and you go "do you want something?" and she nods. and then again, you press your lips to hers with a sigh and say.
"then use your big girl words and ask. can you be good and do that for me?"
and the effect is so immediate she nearly jumps out of her skin. she's stumbling over herself trying to find them because she so desperately wants to hear it again. the sweet little condescension lights up all her nerves and you must know because only a little while later you repeat it.
edging her over and over until she uses her big girl words like you've asked. after it's over she's so embarrassed, she outright avoids your gaze so she doesn't think about it again.
#return to sender#a.ochako#women who are independent but become needy crybabies around me my most greatly beloved#prettyboy.thirsts#you know who else is like this.... bkg. sorry
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That geto and gojo drabble was so nasty omg.....do u have more😳😳😳
cw ;; threesomes, afab!reader, humiliation, penetration, pure horny, ruined orgasms, very fanfictiony stuff ig 18+
inspection just makes my head spin. humilation with them... makes my stomach twist... like hgngjk
i just KNOW gojo and getou treat you like personal stress relief and fun. they're just like that. of course they adore you plenty, why else would they do that to you? creep into your life all sly and make you spread your legs?
they like seeing you squirm too much to ever make it easy. and once it happens one time, it's going to happen every time. gojo likes holding you down. he's strong and his grip on your hips and thighs is strong too. he likes feeling the way you twitch under his weight, the way your heart hammers through your body and he can feel it.
getou likes to do the touching... the way your clit pokes out when he pulls back, all slick and hard and throbbing. he always starts really light, rubbing all the soft skin around. teases you about how the tip of his finger is all soaked from something so small, avoids your clit entirely until your whole body starts to spasm.
your voice gets small when you want something. so so desperate. they both find it so cute. you say please and getou will so slowly brush his fingers over clit. you beg and then maybe he'll really touch you.
you'd like that wouldn't you? you're almost begging it for it. crying and whining cause you're untouched, your pussy is so wet it's dripping onto the sheets and making you so shy. getou loves ruining you to tears. to no give, just push until you're nearly bucking into his fingers and begging him to give you more. you want to be fucked well, you have to open your mouth to beg.
gojo intervenes only when you're at your most desperate. he's always good cop. he'll flick your clit once or twice until you're flinching back and then ask what you want. asks again and again until you say it loud through a broken little sob and your hole twitches and you're pushed to the point even the slightest gesture would put you off the edge.
you lose track of time. getou and gojo debate with themselves who gets to fuck you first, and gojo goes because he was patient. he doesn't prep you because he knows there's no need. he's giving you relief, not pleasure.
so he spreads your legs and getou pins you down. takes his cock out to tap on your swollen clit. then he holds you by your hips and slides into your pussy - soft and wet and desperate, all in one fluid motion.
you cum right away. that kind of desperation makes it possible. yes, gojo buries himself to the hilt and feels as you clench and tighten around. the waves of pleasure, muscle spasming and holding him in with a whine. you cum for minutess, and cry. between an apology and a thank you. it feels like forever, and your throat is constricted. overstimulation making tears lodged in it.
when you pull away - gojos cock is painfully hard and shiny. covered in so much wetness it sticks. and your pussy is just begging to be fucked and fucked and fucked. how could they ever leave you alone? say no to you when you spread your legs so pretty? when you're so sensitive? so needy? they need to fuck you over and over. it's never enough to make your orgasm intense like that just once
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