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nendo-kyotei · 1 year
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little pocket (tetsutetsu x reader)
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♥ pairing: Tetsutetsu x reader
♥ wc: 650
♥ synopsis: You, a cheerful and dumb rookie, join Tetsutetsu's hero team and quickly catch senpai's eye. He makes it a point to turn you into his personal fleshlight.
tws and tags: Size Kink, Coercion, Anal, Mouth spitting, Hairpulling, Watersports, Rough sex, No safe words, Dubious consent
Note: Everyone is +20 and working on hero agencies
Being the new addition to the hero team formed by Itsuka, Ibaraki, Monoma and Tetsu, and immediately catching the eye of the latter. You're a little bit younger than them, inexperienced, and immediately adopted as the little sister of the team. You're tiny, cheerful and full of admiration for your more experienced senpais, and would do anything to earn their favour. Luckily for you, they're all quickly attached to your airhead self. Itsuka kindly guides you through the ropes, Ibaraki mothers you, Monoma teases you and Tetsu... Well, he wants to fuck you.
You're so fucking small compared to him, so innocent and inexperienced. The kind of little thing he wants to throw around the bedroom as he pleases, as there is little you could do to stop him from whatever he wants. The perfect little pocket pussy.
It's easy to get you to trust him, really. He doesn't miss the way you gasp and smile whenever he takes bullets for you during hero duty, easily stopping anything on your way with his iron muscles. He also doesn't miss the way you blush a little bit whenever he brushes off your many thank yous and tells you he will always protect his cute little junior. You're too naive for your own good, really. You're lucky that he has enough self control to not pin you against the ground and mount you right there until you cry.
With enough time, he manages to create the illusion that he's like a big brother for you, the one you never had, and it makes you giddy to be so special to an experienced hero like him. Fortunately for him, you're too fucking stupid to realize his real intentions.
Stupid enough that he somehow talks you into showering with him, with some excuse about how it's okay because you're both in a rush and he won't look anyways. You're like his little sister, he would never lay a hand on you.
Bullshit.
You're half his size, maybe even smaller, and he enjoys the way your tiny frame gets absolutely dwarfed by him, loves it even more when you look a little bit scared of how big he is compared to you, knowing he could snap your neck with one hand. He pushes you against the wet shower walls, easily lifts you off the ground and presses your bodies together, his nose right against yours. You can feel his huge, hard cock pressing against your thigh, more threatening than any of the villains you've recently fought.
He takes your virginity right there, in the least romantic, most lewd situation your tiny brain could ever muster, and all you remember from it is your pained moans being muffled by the wet marble of the walls as he fucks you from behind, and his pleased grunts against your ear as he bites your lobe and thrusts into you like an animal in heat. Your feet dangling in the air, unable to escape from the big, bad wolf that has caught you.
He slowly makes you his little sex toy, breaking your mind into pieces and doing degenerate shit to you that you that you would have never even considered before. Stuff like shoving a thick finger up your ass while you're riding his cock, loving the way your face twists in discomfort, growling at you if you dare try to take it out. Finishing a beer and then drunkenly shoving the bottle inside you, seeing if he can make you squirt inside it if he fucks you hard enough with it. Pissing on you for fun, just to watch you suffer but also reluctantly take it like a pathetic little doll, not hesitating in pulling your hair with his strong hands if you dare even grimace.
You take it all reluctantly, but obediently. After all, you don't want to disappoint your senpai, even if he bullies you.
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r0ttingangels · 7 months
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Abuser headcanons tw gross stuff
(Coping with humor instead of typing out another weird poem post)
Things we headcanon our abuser as that they SURPRISINGLY don't identify as
1. Radqueer
They have every paraphilia known to man (we've checked /srs) (note: not that having paraphillias is the same as being radqueer and having a paraphillia is inherently wrong, but they are pro contact pro abuse and other gross stuff)
2. Lolicon
they have programmed us to form 2 lolis for them to fuck
3. Shotacon
They've made us watch B0ku no p1co and made us form a weird fusion of pico and chico
4. Idk what the kink for japanese people is
They've gotten off to us calling them senpai, onii-chan and probably onee-chan too
5. Uhhhhh that name for women who fetishize gay men?
Yea
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ecoamerica · 20 days
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megumisbimbo · 3 years
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Please No More
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gojo satoru x fem!reader
pushy gojo senpai
this contains DARK CONTENT minors do not interact please !
warnings: noncon, coercion, senpai kink, corruption, unprotected sex
taglist: @txzierbaby @mitsuluv @izukine @rintarouss @tobios-housewife @innrsoul @fiaficsxo @xenihime @kirsteiiins
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Class was over, and you were finally able to pack up all your things and head home. The leftovers from last night’s dinner sitting in the fridge waiting for you to come home and indulge in it. Your thoughts, consumed by the homework you had to do tonight and the daily chores that needed to get done was rudely interrupted by the shrill voice of your senpai.
“Y/n-chan! You look absolutely breathtaking today.” Gojo said, a smile laced with ulterior motive decorating his blindfolded face.
“Thank you Gojo-senpai, I can’t talk right now so I’m just gonna get goin-“
“Not so fast pretty girl. What’s the rush? I know for a fact you don’t have practice, or after school club today.”
You give him a puzzled look. How on earth would he know when your practices and club meetings were? And why on earth was he holding your arm so tightly?
“Um..Gojo-senpai..could you um..please let go of my arm?”
“And why would I want to do that?” He responds, the grip on your arm tightening to an almost painful point. His blindfold was lifted by a single nimble finger, his piercing blue eyes exposed to the golden sun. They were gorgeous, absolutely enthralling, but you knew better, you knew what he was trying to do and you’d be damned if you were to be known as Gojo’s latest conquest.
“I really should be going I have-“
“Y/n-chan, come here.” He says, his voice quiet yet demanding.
You obey, the fear of what he would do if you were to ignore him taking over the part of your brain that was earnestly telling you to run away.
“Pretty girl, you know I like you right? I’ve made it pretty damn obvious.” He whispers, his chest pressed up against your back, his lips lightly grazing over the shell of your ear.
“You like me back don’t you? With the amount of eye contact and sexual tension we’ve built up, I wouldn’t believe you if you said you didn’t have feelings for me. You’re just too damn obvious baby.”
Obvious? The glares and eye rolls were an obvious show of affection? In what fucking universe?
“Gojo-senpai, I don’t know what gave you the idea that I had feelings for you, and honestly, I don’t care if you believe me or not. But would you please just leave me alone?”
“Leave you alone? No can do baby...you’re just too fucking sexy in your tiny little skirts and v-neck shirts. What I would give to be able to stuff my fat cock in the tight little cunt of yours. As a matter of fact..I think I will.”
Before you could even process what he said or what was happening, you were dragged down the hall and pressed against the door of the storage closet. His lips attach to your neck at a lighting speed, his hands roaming your waist and lightly fondling the plush of your breast.
“God baby...you feel so good pressed against me.”
You were frozen. Half in shock and half in disgust. How dare he place his hands on you, and how dare he make you feel so damn good.
Your hands search for the back of his head, fingers burying themselves in his white locks. You didn’t like the way he made you feel, you didn’t like the way he claimed your body as if it was his to begin with. And you definitely didn’t like how much you enjoyed it.
“Gojo-senpai...please...please stop.” You plead.
“Shhh baby it’s ok just let me take care of you. Let me make you feel good.”
All that leaves your mouth is a pathetic whimper, as Gojo’s hand leaves your waist and turns the handle of the supply closet you were leaning against. He pushes you in, your hands clinging to his bicep in hopes of not falling flat on your ass. His bittersweet lips press to yours. He nips and sucks at your lips, moans spilling from his mouth and echoing through the tiny room. His hand slowly trails down your waist to your thigh squeezing the flesh, eliciting a moan from your fear filled body. First your mind betrays you, now your body? How much more of Gojo’s ministrations could you take? The hand that was once on your thigh was now pushing up the thin fabric of your skirt. His thumb moving in slow circles as he teases you. Your hips involuntary press against him, craving more friction.
“You like that pretty girl? You want this fat cock to split you open?”
“No-no I don’t want it Gojo-senpai please.”
“Your mouth is saying one thing but your body baby...you wanna fuck me so bad don’t you?”
“Please-”
“Thought so.”
His belt falls to the floor with a muffled crash, his button and zipper undone in a matter of seconds. The fabric of your panties was now sitting around your ankles. Gojo’s fingers pumping in and out at a painfully slow pace.
“Gojo-senpai please...I need it bad.”
“Yeah baby I know, but I gotta prep you first. I’ll give it to you right now as long as you behave for me ok. You gonna be a good girl for me?”
“...yes senpai...”
His hardened cock is released from the painful restraint of his black boxers. He lines himself up with your entrance, running his tip up and down your slit gathering your juices. He pushes himself into you, his large cock practically splitting you open.
“Ahhh Gojo-senpai...it hurts...you’re so big-fuck.”
“Yeah baby take my cock like a good girl. Who’s my good girl? Hm?”
“Please Senpai...it hurts-.”
“Are you a virgin my pretty baby?”
Your voice catches in the back of your throat. You want to scream, to cry. You beg the universe to send to someone, someone who would save you from this nightmare.
“I asked you a question pretty.” He says grabbing your jaw, forcing you to stare into his six eyes.
“Answer me.”
“....yes...senpai-ahhh.”
“That’s my good baby. So fucking tight. Gonna claim this pussy as my own-fuck you’re milking my cock so well baby girl.”
You had given up, and given in. His powerful countenance and demanding grip persuading you to fall deep under his spell. His hands slide up and down your body, one clutching onto your tit as the other trails down to massage your neglected clit. You fall apart in his arms your moans getting louder and louder by the minute.
“Shhhh baby girl, don’t want anyone to hear us do we?”
“No...senpai-ahhh...’m coming please nghhh.”
“Come for me pretty girl, come all over my cock.”
Shivers run through your body as your coil snaps for the first time. Your knees give out, your hands gripping tightly onto Gojo’s forearms. Your heart races as Gojo holds you up placing sugar coated kisses across your face.
“That’s my good girl. Can you finish me off baby?”
He guides your hand to his cock as he slowly helps you pump back and forth, your release lubricating your palm.
“Yeah just like that baby-fuck.”
A few more strokes and Gojo’s release paints your hand and stomach. He swipes two of his long fingers across your stomach, gathering his cum and presses them against your lips. Reluctantly you open your mouth, his slick covered fingers pressing down on your tongue. Your tongue surrounds his digits as your hand clasps around his wrist. Gojo’s eyes are shaded with lust as he stares down at you.
“Such a pretty baby...and she’s all mine.”
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kyovtani · 3 years
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Can you talk about shoyo senpai?
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shoyo senpai is amazing.
he's always the first one to offer you his help, no matter what it is. he knows you've just started life as an independent adult and he knows oh too well how stressful it can be for a young soul, so he makes sure to always be there for you if you need him.
your precious shoyo senpai asks around to find people who can tutor you, organizes job interviews for part time jobs and invites you over for dinner at his place basically all the time because he doesn't want you to spend your money on take out.
he's also always there for you when another useless douche has managed to break your sweet heart, feeling oh so bad and guilty for not taking extra good care of his favorite kouhai and he's always the shoulder you find yourself crying on.
and of course it's shoyo senpai who shows up at your place, dressed in nothing but a lazy pair of sweats and a big hoodie after you've called him in tears, sobbing and crying about how much it hurts. you don't say what it is and shoyo doesn't need to know, he just shows up anyway because the thought of you in pain drives him absolutely crazy.
but then you start talking about how your cute little pussy hurts because none if those wannabes had managed to make you cum and apparently your hand and none of your toys were good enough anymore. shoyo can't help but feel his chest warn up at the sight of your tear stained cheeks and your pretty eyes looking at him with nothing but despair lingering in the beautiful color.
and of course shoyo does what a good senpai is supposed to do: he helps you out.
he makes sure to push your pretty face deeper into the mattres with every single one of his hard thrusts, his thick cock stretching your pretty cunt in the most delicious way possible. he doesn't stop telling you how pretty you look for him, how good you're being for him and how well you're taking him.
your precious shoyo senpai wants you to know how proud he is of you; your little princess cunt is so small and so tight, yet so wet and ready to take him whole, he can't stop himself from praising you.
he knows you can take it, so he doesn't stop after the first, the second and even the fourth time of making you cum. even when you start squirting around his cock, making a mess of his thick thighs and your sheets does he continue his hard thrusts, his mind growing cloudier with every single whimper and moan that leaves your lips.
only when you're literally about to pass out, body covered in cum, sweat and spit, your cunt a clenching mess and your throat completely sore from having to take his whole lentgth and moaning his name for hours does he stop. and that's only to take a break. after all he's determined to ruin you for anyone else, he's gotta make sure you know nobody can take care of you like your precious shoyo senpai.
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yuutasprincess · 3 years
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Yandere yuta with an innocent first year who think that they're only going to train session privately, like she really trust her senior
<3
You’re so naive, but it’s ok. you’re his precious little underclassman so it’s his duty to look after you. you don’t think anything of it, only seeing him as a kind senpai who goes out of his way to help you. your sweet senpai who’s a little too touchy, always keeping a hand on your lower back dangerously close to your ass. one who always seems to make it his goal to pin you down during training with his hips pressed to your back leaving you to whine about how something’s poking you. but that’s okay since you’re training with him starting today. so now you can be as strong as okkotsu-senpai. you’re so innocent. playing right into his hands. now he can touch you all he wants, pull you flush against his back with a knee between your legs. asking you how it feels. how it feels to have your cute cunny played with by your beloved okkotsu senpai. he enjoys toying with you. telling you you’ll definitely be stronger after this. how you’ll be able to finally land a hit on megumi once he shoves his fingers in your untouched cunt. how you can keep up with yuji if you let him bend you over and see what’s under your skirt. how you’ll be able to block okkotsu-senpais punches once he sinks his cock into your warm walls. yes, you’ll definitely be stronger after all this training
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kaita0 · 3 years
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His Neko Maid: Prologue
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WARNING: THIS WHOLE SERIES WILL BE IN ALL CAPS! If you are uncomfortable with that PLEASE LEAVE AND DO NOT READ. Thank you, Enjoy
AIZAWA WAS PERCHED UPON A BUILDING, OVERLOOKING THE CITY. HIS EYES SCANNING THE AREA FOR ANY DANGER. BUT HIS EARS PICKED UP SOMETHING ELSE. A LOUD MEOW IN DISTRESS. AIZAWA FURROWED HIS EYEBROWS IN CONFUSION AND MADE HIS WAY OFF THE LEDGE. JUMPING DOWN, THE AIR HITTING AGAINST HIS FACE, MAKING HIS WAVY COAL HAIR FLY UP ABOVE HIS HEAD.
HE USES HIS SCARF TO SWING DOWN SAFELY ONTO THE GROUND. ONCE HIS SCARF HAD PLACED AIZAWA DOWN SAFELY, IT WRAPPED ITSELF BACK AROUND HIS NECK. AIZAWA SHOVES HIS HANDS INTO HIS PANTS POCKET. HIS EYES SURVEY HIS SURROUNDINGS. HIS BLACK EYES GLANCE AROUND THE ALLEYWAY. HE ONLY SAW A TRASH CAN AND TRASH BAGS. NOTHING ABNORMAL.
HIS EYEBROWS FURROWED IN CONFUSION. HE THEN SHRUGS IT OFF, THINKING IT'S NOTHING. HE BEGINS TO WALK AWAY FROM THE ALLEYWAY. ANOTHER LOUD MEWL WAS HEARD AND AIZAWA SNAPS HIS NECK TO LOOK BACK. HIS EYES LAND IN THE TRASH CAN, THERE WAS SMALL MOVEMENT IN THE BIN. THIS PEAKED AIZAWA'S INTEREST. HE SAUNTERS OVER TO THE TRASH CAN. HIS EYES NEVER LEAVING FROM THE SPOT THAT WAS THE CENTER OF MOVEMENT.
HE PATIENTLY WAITED FOR THE MOVEMENT TO START ONCE AGAIN. HIS HANDS MOVING UP, GETTING READY TO CAPTURE THE CREATURE IN QUESTION. ANOTHER MEWL WAS HEARD AND A SMALL RUSTLE WAS HEARD AS THE CREATURE ONCE AGAIN CREATED MOVEMENT IN THE TRASH CAN. AIZAWA'S HANDS WERE QUICK TO DIVE INTO THE BIN AND TAKE OUT THE CREATURE. AND HE WAS HALF SURPRISED TO SEE A H/C HAIR CAT IN HIS GRASPS. AIZAWA RAISES AN EYEBROW IN AMUSEMENT. "WHAT'S A PRETTY KITTY LIKE YOU DOING OUT HERE ALONE?"
THE CAT EYES KINDA WIDENED. THE CAT BEGAN TO LEAN TOWARDS AIZAWA, HIS NAME TAG DANGLING UNDER HIM. AIZAWA LIFTS THE H/C CAT UP, HIS EYES LAND ON THE NAME TAG. "YN? THAT'S YOUR NAME." THE CAT, YN PURRS IN RESPONSE. AIZAWA CHUCKLES AT THE CAT'S PURR. "WHERE'S YOUR OWNER, BUDDY?" AIZAWA QUESTIONS THE CAT, KNOWING FULL WELL THAT HE CAN'T RESPOND. BUT AIZAWA ALWAYS FELT COMFORT WITH CATS. MAYBE BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T SELFISH HUMANS OR PROBABLY BECAUSE THEY COULDN'T TALK. BUT HE WAS ALWAYS COMFORTABLE WITH THE SAID ANIMAL.
"I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO BRING YOU HOME AND TRY TO GET AHOLD OF YOUR OWNER." THE CAT HISSES AT THE SOUND OF 'OWNER'. THIS PEEKED AIZAWA'S INTERESTS. HE NARROWED HIS EYES AT THE FELINE, SILENTLY WEIGHING HIS OPTIONS. AIZAWA'S EYES LOOK INTO THE CAT'S E/C EYES. THE CAT EYES WERE BIG AS IF HE WAS PLEADING AIZAWA; THIS STRUCK A HEART THROUGH AIZAWA'S CHEST. HE LETS OUT A DEFEATED SIGH. "I GUESS YOU'RE COMING HOME WITH ME. BETTER TELL THEM I'M GOING HOME NOW."
AIZAWA PLACES THE CAT AGAINST HIS CHEST. "I HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR A SMALL RIDE, KITTY." AIZAWA FELT THE CAT SNUGGLE UP CLOSE INTO HIS CHEST. A SMALL SMILE FORMED ON HIS LIPS. HE USED HIS SCARF TO LIFT THEM OFF THE GROUND AND SWING UP TO THE ROOFTOP. IT DIDN'T TAKE THEM LONG TO ARRIVE AT AIZAWA'S APARTMENT. HE HOPPED ON THE BALCONY, THE SCARF WRAPS ITSELF AROUND AIZAWA'S NECK. AIZAWA USES HIS FREEHAND TO DIG IN HIS POCKET. AFTER A FEW SECONDS OF DIGGING, HE FOUND HIS KEY AND UNLOCKS THE BALCONY DOOR.
AIZAWA OPENS THE DOOR AND SETS THE CAT DOWN. "THIS WILL BE YOUR HOME FOR NOW," AIZAWA SAYS, HE WATCHES THE CAT TROT INTO THE APARTMENT. THE CAT JUMPS ONTO AIZAWA'S KITCHEN TOP. HIS TAIL MOVING SLIGHTLY BEHIND HIS FORM. AIZAWA CHUCKLES. "I GUESS YOU'RE HUNGRY. NO SURPRISE I DID GET YOU OUT OF THE DUMPSTER." AIZAWA GETS MEWL IN RESPONSE.
AIZAWA STRUTS TOWARDS THE KITCHEN. HE STOPPED IN FRONT OF A CABINET. HE HUMS TO HIMSELF AS HE SEARCHES THROUGH THE CABINETS. "AH. HERE WE ARE." AIZAWA PULLS OUT A CAN OF TUNA. HE EASILY OPENS IT AND SETS IT IN FRONT OF THE CAT. THE CAT PURRS IN PRAISE AND BEGINS TO EAT.
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bet all skate rats underestimate period pain- I'm suffering right here, can't get up, can't do shit, i need sr to shun this pain away 💔 by fucking my cunt
the shiratorizawa skate rats go outta their way to fuck people who r on their periods and i think that's so hot fire epic tw toxic sexy of em
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“No no he’s right Monika. Let him continue.”
"I- I mean he is but c'mon-"
"As I was saying, you all have weird kinks and I do not wish to spur these on, and as such I am getting Spirit to kick anyone who's weird toward us :)"
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tigerpeachs · 2 years
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Good Girlfriend - Okkotsu Yuuta
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*PLEASE READ: No minors allowed. 18+ Only. All characters are aged-up in my work.*
TW: 18+, Unprotected Sex, Breeding, Cock Warming, Spit Kink, Hotel Sex, Fluff?, Yuuta in General
Word Count: 2.3K
AN: I was feeling romantical bc of Valentine’s Day! So I wrote a whole lil fic that was supposed to be a part of a blurb piece but i got carried away  ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ not even God himself could stop me. Anyways enjoy!
Female Reader x Okkotsu Yuuta
You were a good girlfriend. Or you would be if you had a boyfriend. Anyone could ask any of your male friends. You were charming, funny, and cute. You often wondered if maybe it was because of your male friends on why you didn’t have a partner. Someone to lay with at night and call your own. Or maybe you were meant to just mess around and engage in hookup culture like your friends did. You should take some notes from Maki-Senpai. You drowned out everyone around you as you thought your way into a headache. The drink in front you only being fiddled with as your partner continued to type up your mission report over text to Gojo.
As you were lost in thought, Yuuta thumped his foot against yours. You quickly jumped out of your little mind bender to look at him. He smiled sweetly as he pointed to your menu. 
“You gonna grab anything to eat, we have the company card so we can splurge.” He said, dropping his gaze to look over the options himself. You let out a soft ‘oh’ before looking over the meals and various pictures of food. 
“I just want chicken and rice, you know I'm easy when it comes to food.” He hummed in agreement before deciding on his order as well. “What are you getting, Okkotsu?” You asked, resting your elbow on the table so you could settle your head into your hand. 
“Mmm fried chicken, rice, and pickled radish. Maybe something to drink as well.” Your eyes light up at the thought of a drink. He smiled at your reaction and said, “Maybe a few drinks.” 
After a long dinner and a few shots, Yuuta had you back in your shared hotel room.
“Jesus fuck, I promise I’m not a drunk or anything, it’s just-” You said until you cut off.
“Been awhile?” Yuuta said.
“Yeah,” You sighed. You watched his tall frame rummage around his luggage for his sleepwear, a baggy t-shirt and some sweatpants.
“I’ll be back. Gonna change real quick,” He said, moving towards the bathroom. 
“I should do the same.” You said, moreso to yourself than him. For some reason, in your drunken stupor, you felt exposed as you removed your work clothes. The tights uniform left small indents in your plush skin. You pressed your fingers against the indents. After a few breaths you realized you should probably put some clothes on. 
Reaching for a tank top and some sleep shorts, you worked the fabric over your frame. As soon as you finished, Yuuta emerged, a band around his head, pushing his hair out of his face with moisturized dewy skin. You quickly pressed your fingers against your face, realizing the guy probably had better products than you. Also, crazy enough, Yuta had a girlfriend once. Or well… Still does. A wife? What would you even call Rikka? Soon your little thoughts from earlier came rushing back into your head and you looked over back to the man.
“Uhh, Y/N?” He finally called out to you, causing you to meet his eyes. “I can practically feel you staring at me… Is something up? Do you want separate rooms?” He politely asked. You quickly shook your head.
“No, it’s not that but,” you said, moving to sit on the mattress and cross your legs. “I’m having trouble trying to say it,” You admitted to him. He nodded patiently, waiting for you to continue. Sorting through your thought process. “Do you think I'd be a good girlfriend or like… Is there anything wrong with me?” Yuuta opened his mouth only for your rushed words to come out. “I mean like, Maki and Nobara have guys flocking to them! And I get that I’m not them but I think I’m pretty cool! I know that it’s not just down to looks but I just- It’s just that- I wanna-” 
Yuuta grabbed at your hands to slow you down and get you grounded to him. You stopped talking and waited for whatever prophetic word would come from him.
“It’s not like that, Y/N. It’s just up to chance sometimes.” He said, smiling with his words. You immediately groaned, pushing his hands away and deflated at the phrase. 
“Sure, yeah, but honestly sometimes I just wanna be touched! And held! It’s driving me nuts!” You fell back against the sheets for dramatic effect, pushing your legs out. Yuuta rested his palm against your shin, gently running his thumb over it. 
“Do you want to cuddle or something?” He asked. You sat up on your elbows at his words, looking over his soft pretty features before nodding at him. “We could cuddle for a bit until we fall asleep if you want.” And with that you rushed into your night routine before coming back to the bed. 
Suddenly you felt almost shy in front of your friend. You fiddled with the hem of your shirt as he lifted the thick comforter up and slid over, making space for you. With a quick ‘thank you’ you moved to occupy the space. Instead of spooning him, you surprised him. You pressed your face into his chest and lifted a leg to go over his hips. His skin was warm and his heartbeat was thumping loudly. 
Your mind went blank as he dragged his fingertips gently up and down your back. It pulled you into a peaceful state of mind. You’re so used to fighting curses and hand to hand combat you almost forgot a touch could be so gentle. 
You pressed into him more, looking forward to see the exposed skin of his collarbone. In your daze you pressed your lips against his skin, causing the repetitive drag of his fingers to stutter. You pulled back a little, moving your leg off of him, feeling your nerves take a hit. 
“Sorry,” you said, untangling yourself from him. Instead of a response, Yuuta leaned down, pressing his soft lips against yours. You gripped at his shirt, working your lips against his before he pulled back.
“Don’t apologize, I liked it,” He said, right against your mouth before hooking his hand around your knee. He pulled your leg back over his hips, turning his frame slightly so his hips pressed against yours. You jumped at the feeling of his hard cock slotting right against your covered cunt. “I liked it so fucking much.”
You pulled him in for a kiss again, letting him grab at you. His palms working over your breast, swiping his fingertips over your nipples through your shirt. Soon he pulled you underneath him, sliding his hand underneath your shirt, gripping at your hips. You spread your legs open to make space for him, feeling how wet you were from your lips spreading with the motion. You almost felt embarrassed, knowing there might be a wet spot but with him wrapping a hand around your throat and bracing you against him, it didn’t matter.
He tightened his lower abdominal muscles, flowing through with the motion so he could rock his hips into you. The drag of his hard dick against your pussy caused a frenzy inside of you. You followed his actions, keeping pace as you rutted against him as well. Although it was supposed to be dry humping, the slick you were accumulating through your shorts was soaking both of you. 
Yuuta pulled his hand away from your neck, pushing your shirt up to grab a handful of your breast. You moaned against his mouth, sliding your palm under his shirt. It almost shocked you to feel his hard cut of abs. He sat up, yanking his shirt off. Before you had the chance to admire his physique he was grabbing at the hem of your shorts, yanking them down aggressively along with your panties. You shuddered as the chill hotel air hit your wet pussy. 
Yuuta’s gaze was stuck to your exposed skin, transfixed on your slick folds. As you shimmied away from him, trying to hide your apparent arousal he gripped your knees, opening you up more.
“Y-yuuta,” You said, in a shy tone.
“Yeah, baby?” He said, letting go of one leg to pull his cock out. He watched your face, waiting for a response while he stroked himself. He spread his precum along his shaft, steading his breath now that he finally had you underneath him. 
“Want you so bad,” You said, shutting your eyes and trembling from the fear of not getting what you want. No, what you need at this moment.
“Fuck,” He whispered before removing the rest of your clothes. The fat tip of his cock slapped against your folds, causing you to jump at the spark that shot up your core. He leaned over, dropping a glob of spit onto your already soaked cunt before he slid his tip up and down your slit. You jumped every time his tip passed over your clit. It was aching and so sensitive. You were basically throbbing for it.
His blunt head pressed into your entrance causing you to suck a deep breath in. He looked at your beautiful flushed face before pressing forward, working himself into you. The pressure of his cock splitting you open caused you to exhale hard. Your stomach caved in with the lack of air in it, hip flexors pulling up and angling your pelvis better for him. 
By the time you inhaled again he was fully sheathed inside of you. You tensed your jaw and shut your eyes. Dear fucking god. A gargled moan fell from his lips before you could state your concern. 
“You’re so tight, love,” He whimpered. Instead of pulling out, he grinded his hips against yours, just like before, causing you to see stars. 
“No,Yuuta, fuck,” you said, struggling to find your words. “You’re just so fucking big. I’m so full, you’re so fucking deep.” He felt drunk off your words, almost possessed as he pulled out slowly, only to press back in, dragging his veiny cock against your spasming walls. Your hands fell wrapped around his biceps as you dared to look down to where you both were conjoined. 
You gasped seeing him plunge in and out of you, thrusting his cock with a lazy pace. The hair that adorn his pelvis was soaked and matted to his skin. His veins along his happy trail popped out from the motion. You dragged your gaze up to see him looking down as well. He watched your pretty pussy work to talk all of him in. Your poor clit was swollen and your lips were wet and puffy. 
He looked back into your eyes before capturing your lips in a kiss. Although you wanted to rush and feel his tongue on yours, he slowed you both down, teasing you as he worked at you gently. He moved his hands down to hook under your knees, pressing them flat against the mattress, forcing your pelvic area up more. 
You yelped at his next thrust, feeling him deeper than before. His cock was pressing against your cervix now. You couldn’t help but clamp down on him, pressing a hand against his lower abdomen so he wouldn’t be able to press so deep. 
“This pussy is so fucking good, Y/N. Wanna fuck you forever,” He said against your lips. You couldn’t help but nod in agreement as he confessed more. “You want that? Want this pussy to be mine, baby? Want me to fuck you whenever I want? Want me to cum inside this pretty pussy? Please let me cum inside, baby. Let me breed this pussy,” As he spoke, the words repeated in your head, making you feel desirable to the sorcerer. His raspy tone made more arousal pool into your stomach.
The pressure in your core was wound tighter and tighter with each thrust. You nodded your head to his demands, “Want it,” You said, eyes shut, lost in the feeling of his cock fucking into you. “Want you to cum inside me, please,” You said, almost whispering at the end of your sentence, still shy to admit your attraction to him. 
He picked up his pace just enough to set off another wave of tension inside of you. Something snapped, your walls spasming around his cock as your muscles tightened up. You moaned out as you pressed your fingers deeper into his biceps.
“Yuuta!” You cried out, cumming and clamping down on him. His eyes were screwed tight he pressed his hips down, cumming as deep as he possibly could inside of you. You could see his body tense and relax over and over, just like you did a few seconds prior. He slowly moved himself down, resting against you and letting his weight hold you down. He didn’t remove himself from you yet, enjoying the moment with you. 
Instead of saying anything you moved your fingers across his back, dragging two fingerstips against his spine, just as he did to you prior, coaxing him into a deeper relaxation. 
“Um,” He speaks out, forcing himself awake before it’s too late. You look down at the crown of his head, pushing his hair back for him. “Did you, um, enjoy it.” Your momentary silence made him nervous. 
He shot up, looking at you with a flushed face causing you to speak. 
“Yuuta, I was soaked through my shorts,” You boldly stated before feeling your cheeks heat up as well. “I-I, Well of course, I liked it.” You said, feeling more nervous now then when he was literally fucking you. He smiled.
“I know you mentioned being a good girlfriend, would you give me the chance to be a good boyfriend to you?” He rested his forehead against yours, leaning down as you uttered a small ‘yes’ before he kissed you.
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kyovtani · 3 years
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Hmm... I was wondering when he’d show up, but alas that is why I am about to ask for your thoughts: what about bokuto-senpai?
bokuto senpai- oh goodness <33
"don't worry about it, little one- senpai's got you", is one of bokuto's number one catchphrases when it comes to you. he cares about you a lot and not only because he promised his best friend - your brother - that he's gonna take good care of you when you start college, but also because you're his favorite kouhai.
no matter what happens, bokuto senpai is always the one who has your back. he doesn't even question anything, just shows up, ready to pull you out of whatever shit you've gotten yourself into. he's your senpai after all, who else would look after you the way he does?
everyone on campus knows not to fuck with you because bokuto koutarou is always nearby to make sure you're all safe and sound- and nobody even dares to fuck with him.
so whenever your perfect bokuto senpai mumbles that one phrase right before he lines the tip of his cock up with your sopping wet cunt, it makes you feel at ease and completely safe because you know he's going to take care of you.
you know that, even though he's so much bigger tahn every other cock you've ever had, your bokuto senpai is going to make it feel good, he's going to turn the pain of the stretch because of his impressive size into mindblowing pleasure- he always does.
and it's said phrase which falls past bokuto's lips when your first boyfriend, a douche the athlete never liked, breaks up with you and it's his door you come to. because you know that your precious bokuto senpai's gonna shove your face into his warm mattress and split your cunt in half, praising and worshipping you as he does and making sure you're physically not able to think of that douche bag.
he's your senpai after all, he's got you no matter what.
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iwaasfairy · 3 years
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sum alpha-beta-omega au! where alpha!iwaizumi is sooo heavy into his rut that he tries to breed u everytime with a full nelson to ensure you bear a helathy litter of pups? 🤲
idk this is just brainrot at this point-
ooffff yes
tw a/b/o, noncon, size kink, breeding
There’s only a sheen of sweat left on your lips as you keel forward and let your weight drop to the floor, arms giving out entirely. Your fight, your screaming and crying has made way from something more primal a while ago, and though it aches and scratches at your consciousness there’s nothing left to do but just take it. Again and again until he collapses on top of you for a few minutes, only to start again. Your puffy eyes open as he digs his nails in too tight, leaving small, moon-shaped holes in the soft of your skin, and you cry again.
“Iwaizumi senpai, please,” you sniffle, only hearing him grunt back in response. The smell of sex is overwhelming, Iwa scenting like crazy and you can’t be any less obvious. He’ll lure other alphas this way if he keeps going, and you’re more than sure that’ll be too much for you to handle. “Please go softly,” you cry, reaching back to soften the ruthless way his hip bones slam into your skin each time he bottoms out.
“Shhh, you’ve got it,” he lays himself over you more, slipping one hand under your bodies to grip your tits and squeeze, still too hard, “doing so well. Good little omega.” The pulsing and twitching of his cock inside you is still so overwhelming, feeling him reach much too deep. It hurt when he pushed in, now it just hurts when he leaves you. You want him to stop already. Slick and cum gushes out of your over-used hole, running in trails down your thighs and making the loud, wet slaps unavoidable. “Such a good bitch,” his chest now against your back, he nuzzles too affectionately at your neck, “gonna take my cum again, right? Let me have so many pups, fill you up?”
You just whine, legs trembling as he fucks harder to punctuate the words. “Gonna let me fuck you round again.” His breathing is heavy too, slipping a hand between your legs as he pulls you back on him and uses the last few stuttering thrusts to give you some pleasure, ramming his thick cock too deep inside your belly. The circle at the base of his cock swells even more as you bite your hand, letting your orgasm wash over you again. With a low growl he claps down around your hips and keeps you in place as hot ropes of thick cum fill you again, pushing into every overfilled spot. It hurts, but that’s nothing compared to the feeling of being stretched way beyond what should be capable.
But that’s just too bad. As he licks under your ear in a mockery of comfort, whispering your name, he chuckles. Low and easy, like nothing’s wrong. “We’ll be stuck together for a while,” he noses at your jaw then, before pushing his weight up from you and looking around the dusty, little room he shoved you into. “Your knees hurt, huh?” You don’t respond, and Iwa doesn’t care much before continuing. “I can walk you home later. Just sucks you had to go into heat now, right? But I got you, no worries.”
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toots-senpai · 2 years
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How To Cleanup Your Needs vs Your Wants
author: @toots-senpai
fandom: creepypasta
pairing: jeff the killer x reader
rating: R 18+
word count: 1.8k
warning tags: tw:stalking , tw: (consensual) abuse mention , tw:murder , tw: mary jane use , tw: voyuerism , tw: mean jeff, blood kink, cunnilingus, blowjob, spit/cum kink
authors note: i have like 9 other fics in the drafts have this one, i re-edited it to the best of my ability :)
MINORS DNI
i don’t except follows from ageless blogs, you will be blocked!!
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to be in this 'loving, healthy relationship' with jeff is key to survival. being on the same wave length made your trip back to society after being kidnapped so much easier but time away from each other was not so easy somehow, call it sherlock syndrome or even dick dazed. the last thing you said 'you don't need me jeff, you want me.' was accepted by both of you, so much so that he even let you leave permanently. it was the truth, a whole twelve days without each other proved that. no texting and no interactions made you realize how boring it is without jeff anyways.
you've gotten back your shitty apartment with your roommate who was ecstatic to see you again after you had been missing. a couple days of police looking at all the marks of what they didn't know to be consensual abuse came to your answers of 'you didn't know' or more excuses on not remembering the so called 'traumatic' event of being kidnapped the last year and half. you'll laugh silently when they leave the room over those few days, everyone looking at the bruises along your body thinking of all the worst possible things to say, society whispering around you like insects. the cops are off your case in those first few days due to your lack of response but they've suggested you therapy and what ever other 'kind' gestures to get mentally better, you shove them into your car and that night you're back in your exes bed, bored. for days, joints start piling up in the ashtray. your ex is right across from your roommate so you can easily slip between the two apartments with ease. boring parties that you went to with your roommate left you with an ache in your cunt unsatisfied. laying on couches without jeff's hands fucking with your body has you completely stirred and so unsatisfied that you can't think straight. he might not need you, but you need him. you debate texting jeff when your roommate walks in. she looks at you in awe, skimpy pajama wear and all of the plants are watered leaving a nice moisture in the air despite the smoke from your morning to afternoon smoke session.
"hun, i can smell you all the way down the hallway."
"suck it, hope you can smell my cunt too." you seethe playfully sticking your tongue through your teethe at her.
"i already smell you two fucking almost every night since you came home, is that not enough?" she'll sigh with and a playfully accusing look. she'll place the groceries down at the table like she does every day and will light up one of the pre-rolled joints when you turn on the show you two watch, jeff's chat open on you phones besides your thigh ignored.
jeff on the other hand hasn't touched his phone in days since you left. you were right he didn't need you at all, he can go through his days without you here. you were a phase, a mere fascination for a moment he had been thinking the first few days. you cared too much about him and he doesn't reciprocate the energy you want, the energy you needed. in the first days he breaks, it's true that he doesn't need you, but the real truth is that he wants you. wants you so bad that his dick has been painfully hard and his victims do nothing to help, he's unsatisfied. all he can think about is your lips slobering all over his cock and he desperately wants it so bad.
he doesn't need it, need you. he can let you live a happy life without the constant fear of demons and death with another lover that will do better than him, but when he sees it's just the ex he took you from in the first place he can't help but to fall back into his unhealthy habits. watching you ride the man who doesn't touch you the way you like and when you whisper jeff's nickname softly against the deaf ears of the man below you he can't help but palm himself through his jeans. you're putting on such a pretty show for him every single time the two of you fuck and the guy just screws his eyes shut as he silently slurs around words over how tight your cunt is. he watches you two every night until his cock cant take it, his balls wont empty and watching your cunt soak the toy when you whimpered jeff's name over and over while you tried to replace jeff's touch ever other night had him almost sneaking through your window but he accidentally got caught up with your neighbor. your stupid ex who decided to knock him out and take him back into his house.
when jeff wakes up he isn't bothered or fazed but more annoyed than anything. the restraints are nothing but flimsy and your panties are on the floor and your ex just keeps stepping over them as he attempts to lecture jeff. he taps under the chair in annoyance as the man talks shit about him being outside your window and the second he says something out of line, jeff's out of the chair and the man is dead on his bed. jeff sighs, blood covering and dripping off the bed. he thinks if he did it for you for a second when he goes to clean it up but the thought is thrown away as fast as it slipped into his head and you slipped in the apartment behind him. he grabbed the handle of his knife before his glance flipped to you fully but the knife whizzed right back your cheek, your reflexes fast from jeff's antics. the thought made his dick throb and he thought for a seond that if he never taught you those things, you'd be dead a second ago.
his dick pressed sinfully against his jeans and the sight of jeff, blood dripping off of his clothing and his jeans so strained had your panties soaked. jeff laughs from the blade and you take it out of the wall shooting him a piercing glare that shuts him up. the air is tense and sexual but you place his knife back in his palm, a quick glance.
"how are you gonna clean this up?" you'll ask but jeff isn't focused on him or the bloody mess seeping into the floor anymore, the bloodrush snapped his adrenaline awake and you presented yourself there nice and cute, daily makeup done and tight lazy wear on your skin. the tight tanktop and shorts made him want to ruin you, wipe his bloody hands all over the white of your shorts and comfy knitted knee high socks you wear around the house. you reek of weed and pussy and he wants all of you.
"i don't want to clean this up, i want you doll. come here." you pause for a second from his words, watching his breathing becoming harsher and you know his mind is running with obscene thoughts of you probably on the bloody bed and what you wouldn't do to be on your knees for jeff again but even when you walked into the room you still had his chat open, with nothing to say. boundaries were put up and him killing your fuck buddy can say alot of things about crossing those but honestly you couldn't give two shits about him.
"you.. want me."
"yes." you'll whine a bit, bratty in a sense but it's covering the sexual innuendo first as unsatisfied tears spill off your cheeks.
"i... i need you jeffery."
in a split second jeff is on you, blood smearing over your shorts and his dick pressed into the crevice of your wet pussy even through the clothing. you whine and jeff walks to the bathroom fully clothed and turns on the shower behind him as he pulls you in and pushes you into the tiles, holding you up underneath your plush thighs. the blood runs down into the drain off of his clothes and the blood smeared off yours, staining the white to almost an orange. jeff is radioactive and you're quarantined between his long arms with radiation poisoning.
water spills into both of your mouths and when the water connects both of your hair into your moving mouths, almost synchronized the both of you grab each others hair out of the way as you both pathetically grind against each other. whines leave your mouth as jeff grabs your mouth open to spit in it, smacking your cheek to make sure you keep your mouth open when he slides you down. his dick smacks your cheek before you take it into your mouth and the water drips off his clothes and onto your face but his back is blocking the stream of the water so it only comes down in fat droplets. it doesn't take too long for jeff to get to his usual pace that has snot coming out of your nose and tears streaming down your cheeks. he can be a rude asshole yet this entire time he hasn't let your head hit the tile once while you bobbed your head, even as he bruised your throat with rough strokes.
"fucking whore, taking my dick down your throat so nicely. such a nice little slut for me." he'll choke out dazed. he'll whine as he spills a fat load while keeping his dick lodged down your throat for a couple minutes after he cums while he teases and bullies you for being so messy around his cock. he'll let you get sprayed by the water even with his dick still lodged down your throat before he's nice again. the water turns off and he's kissing your thighs and dragging the soaked shorts down your body and delving his tongue into your cunt while hoisting your hips off the wet floor. the bathroom is steamed and even though your body is sticky it's nothing to jeff. he knows you can't help but writhe and whimper of overstimulation when he keeps going after making you cum two times from his fingers and tongue, while he's been eating you out starved. "n-need you too.." he'll mutter when he's balls deep in your cunt. your thighs will burn and his cum will feel like anti pain cream in between your thighs. the shower tiles are cold and cum has gathered around your hips and dripped from in between your thighs and gathered in a pool underneath your ass. your whines are airy and hoarse when jeff's finally done, settling with one last creampie before he holds you to him for a couple of minutes, straightening your back from being in that cramped position. he'll stretch your limbs softly in silence as he kisses you and massages you sore parts while you whine underneath him.
you need him. you need to be jeff's and he want's you to be his and when you lock glances, and your teary eyed from his massages, it's already agreed upon.
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