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mulberrysilk · 3 years

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HELLOO, NETTE 💕💕💕 how are youuu?? the nii-chan thirst has summoned me here once again! I am sorry if I am sending another one again but you've written the thirsts I've sent so perfectly 🥺. I would write these ideas if I had your talent but sucks to say that my English is v poor rn.

So hmm, if this is okay.... Sukuna-nii catching you napping in Yuuji's room in your uniform. You just looked so innocent and so defenseless sleeping that he's overcome with the urge to touch you. He just needs a taste for now. Soon though, he's going to have you awake and willing (for the future lol if you really want to turn this into a series) 🥲. Thank youuuu. I hope you are having a great day there! -Getou-nii anon

GETOU-NII ANON!!! 🥺💕 hi I love your brain ( I’m doing okay huhu just trying to work through my drafts HAHA)

Sukuna x f!reader

cw: noncon, somnophillia, corruption, pseudoincest, oral ( female receiving), thigh fucking

( this has been sitting in my drafts for so long, and I Decided to finally post it huhu)

The house was uncharacteristically quiet, he thinks, as he drops his bag at the door and places his helmet on top of the shoe cabinet. He glances at the clock and raises a brow, wondering where the the loud obnoxious laughter from Yuuji and Nobara, was and where was the grumbles from that Fushiguro kid. Weren’t all of you back from school? Club activities never kept Yuuji and the gang busy.

Sukuna sighs as he unzips his leather jacket, hanging it on the coat rack before jogging up the steps to change into much more comfortable clothes, in need of a beer after his day. On the way, though everything seemed to be a blur, he catches something in his peripheral vision at the open door of his younger brother’s room. Pausing in the hall, he scoffs. It can’t be. Right?

He takes two careful steps backwards and stops right in front of his brother’s door frame, lips parting and breath catching in his chest at the unexpected, delightful sight. On the navy plaid comforter covering the single bed, splayed on top was the object of his desires. His eyes traces your form from the tip of your thigh high socks covered toes, the exposed skin of your thighs to the hem of your pleated skirt that if it rode up higher would probably expose your panties. To the white button up blouse that wasn’t sheer but he could make out the shape of your bra through the fabric and maybe even the colour, if he guesses right, it was pale pink. But most heart wrenchingly irresistible was the sight of your relaxed features, sleeping peacefully away, hair splayed around you in a beautiful mess. It was picturesque.

Is today his lucky day? Or is this an elaborate prank—no it couldn’t be. His little brother isn’t one for pranks, too much of a goody two shoes for his own good. His feet moves before he could process it, getting closer and closer to you, lying there so still, so vulnerable. You looked good enough to eat.

You toss and turn on the bed, the heat from the summer season unrelenting even with the fan on. Still asleep, a little frown on your face, brows knitting from the god damn heat, if you weren’t so sleepy you would have removed the stuffy fabric of your uniform, plus the heat didn’t help with the lethargy that weighed your body to sink into the soft bed.

Sukuna’s dark orbs rakes your twitching form, your skirt so high up now that he could see the cute little panties you wore,breath hitching at the faint silhouette of your pretty lower lips. He draws nearer to the bed, his body already tingling with excitement and arousal. How innocent you looked before him like this, limbs moving to find a comforting position as you sleep, revealing more and more of the heaven between your thighs.

The thigh high socks squeezed the soft pillowy flesh of your thighs and he couldn’t resist the urge to feel. He softly hums to himself, keeping his eyes on your face as he caresses the skin of your inner thighs, softly pinching the fat, thoughts of having your legs thrown over his shoulders as he eats your pussy out filling his head.

Hell, if you didn’t wake up, he might do just that. So let’s see how far he could go, how far he could play with you before your dumb little brain gathers itself together.

Kneeling between your thighs, the mattress dips in his weight and slowly, he adjust himself to lie on his tummy, face close to your clothed cunt. He deeply inhales, he could almost taste you on his tongue. Soon. He needs to feel more.

Sukuna experimentally ghosts his index finger on your clit, slowly tracing the slit of you cunny, his eyes on your face to look out for any signs of waking up. And when you didn’t, he continues to rub you. Pressing against your clit and getting you wet so that he could drench your panties till it clings to your mound.

He holds back his scoff with how eat it was for him to get your pussy wet, well, he shouldn’t be surprised, you were a virgin after all. You were sensitive to these things. Well, you won’t have to worry, Sukuna nii’s gonna teach you and take care of you.

Hooking his finger at the fabric, he pulls it to the side, groaning softly at these sight of your glistening folds, not able to hold back to feel the warm slick on his fingers and sucking his fingers, eyes closing at the sweet taste of you.

Just a taste, he thinks. Just a little taste.

Sukuna manages to shimmy down the fabric from your legs, shoving your panties in his pocket before he kisses your throbbing clit, a soft wince slipping from you.

“Stay dumb and pretty for me baby, if you know what’s good for you,” he utters, voice deep with a twinge of danger in them and as if you had heard him, your brows knit and you shift a little, remaining fast asleep. “Good girl.” He grins.

Tongue darting out, he licks from your clit to your pulsing hole, hands fisting the sheets as he becomes intoxicated with your cunt. He slurps and Laos your spilling honey, switching from suckling on your clit to teasing his tongue in and out your hole.

“Mhm…” you sleepily groan, body arching off the bed a little, the growing heat in your belly making you try to open your eyes, believing that you were having a dream. Your clit was pulsating, waves of pleasure making your toes curl and thighs tremble. You body feels good. So, so good.

Sukuna’s predatory gaze stares at your scrunched up face, your glossy lips slightly parted as your breathing quickens. He makes quick work of his tongue, flicking it in quick motions on your clit and sucking till the obscene sounds of your wet pussy and his slurping bounced off the walls.

A hand grips your thigh as he growls. Were you enjoying this? Seems like you were. Your hands were clutching the pillow underneath your head and your hips would buck when he sucks on your clit too hard. Sukuna makes it a goal to make you cum and he wasn’t going to let a single drop of your release go to waste, he’ll make sure of it.

Gently, moving your thighs to rest on his shoulders, he was given more movement to bury his face in your sweet cunt, slipping his tongue past that tight ring at your entrance and fucking with you with it, his nose rubbing against your clit.

You begin to softly moan, whining so cutely and thrashing a little on the bed. You were close. Knowing that he continues his assault on your cunt, loving the way your thighs wrap around his head and how cute your shy cries of pleasure were.

It was a miracle that you hadn’t woken up, but what Sukuna didn’t know and what worked in his advantage, was that you believed you were having a dream. Having glimpses of his pink hair, blurry images of his head between your thighs, something you couldn’t quite gather due to how your mind was fogged your with pleasure. You wonder if you had been dreaming of Yuuji.

“Y-Yuuji,” you squeak, eyes going wide as your back arches, a shock of pleasure violently ripping through your body, your vision going white for a millisecond.

Sukuna growls at the wrong name you had cried out, and continued to suck and fuck his tongue in your soaking hole, overstimulating you as punishment. You thrash and try to kick him away, but he grips your thighs and keeps them on his shoulders.

“S-stop,” you murmured, eyelids heavy with sleep and the high of an orgasm. “T-too much…too much.”

And when he finally slows down, lazily lapping your cunt to keep the sweet taste of you on his tongue, he glances up only to find you fast asleep. He scoffs. He didn’t really care if you had woken up, maybe you would’ve begged him to stuff you virgin cunt with his cock.

But this was enough, for now.

Sukuna’s cock aches in his jeans and he couldn’t help but to move from his place between your thighs and press them together, unzipping his pants and pulling down his briefs so that his cock could spring free. Inner thighs slick with your release, he slips his cock between the pillowy flesh sighing at that warmth and softness of your skin.

He swears, he’ll just do this and it was enough, he had more self control than that. Besides, if he was gonna fuck you he wanted you to be awake and begging. So needy for him and wanting only him. That’s when he’ll give you the honour of being split by his cock.

This little taste was enough for him. He had time.

A loud buzzing accompanied by your ringtone wakes you from your slumber. You quickly pat the bed for your phone to answer the call only to miss it.

Missed call from Yuuji.

‘Sorry I’m not back yet, the bakery has big sale and the lines really long. But it’ll be worth it! I’ll be back with tiramisu!!!”

You sit up, taking in the room around you, the sun had set and the stars were twinkling in the sky. How long had you slept? Why was Yuuji not back yet?

Rubbing your thighs together you freeze, becoming completely aware of something sticky and wet on your skin. There was translucent white splatters of something slimey and creamy on your thighs, and your frown deepens at the absence of your underwear.

Were you not dreaming?! You panic. Did Yuuji really do that to you? But he wasn’t home, then who—

“Hey,” the door swings open and you throw the blanket over your legs, wide eyes shooting to the door.

“Yuuji is still out. Brat told me to make you dinner, so come down before it gets cold.”

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gingersnaaps · 3 years

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tw/tags: explicit n*fw, pseudo incest, somnophilia, slight degradation, fem!reader, featuring niichan kenma

anon asked: Hello hello!!! I’m happy to help with the thirsts! Definitely not self serving at all 😏😏😏 Might I request some somnophilia, perhaphs with a dash of pseudo incest, with Ukai or Kenma (whoever you’d prefer, I’m an easy to please slut 😅)???? Pretty please and thank you?? 🥺🥺

send me a request! i don’t want minors interacting with my content

kenma finds it really fucking annoying whenever you open your mouth to talk.

you just don’t shut up, do you? ever since his parents had remarried, he’d been subject to your constant chit-chat, your steady stream of questions - niichan, what’s that game called? can i play? how long have you been living here? are you ever gonna move out?

no, he much prefers it when you’re asleep.

it’s then that he can finally appreciate you properly - the way your soft, gauzy nightgown clings to every soft curve, the way your pretty tits rise and fall as you breathe, your adorable doll-like expression all blissed out in sleep.

it’s a sight that makes him hungry. and since a little punishment for your irritating behavior is in order anyway, why hold back?

you let out the cutest little gasps when your niichan stuffs you full of cock. you’re drooling from the corner of your mouth, eyelashes fluttering slightly, trembling as he rocks you back and forth and stretches out your tight, velvet, walls.

he wonders if you’re having a nice dream.

your sweet cunt always clenches around him nice and tight when he brings up a finger to circle at your puffy, achy clit. the feeling of your slick hole squeezing him, milking him - it draws a stuttered moan from his lips, but he keeps it down as to not wake you up. he doesn’t want to ruin the moment. he doesn’t want to break the spell. you look so fucking perfect writhing all needy and desperate beneath him, hips rutting back against his curved cock, dragging your swollen g-spot against his length, your body reacting like the whore he knows you are.

the best part? as your big brother, he gets to make you feel good like this every night, satisfaction twisting in his gut at the confusion flitting across your face when you wake up to your thighs damp and panties messy.

now, if only you would shut the fuck up during the day.

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goldentsum · 3 years

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— made to be together.

PAIRING: adopted father! sakusa x adopted daughter! reader; sakusa x mentioned wife (beginning)

GENRE: smut, dark content

WORD COUNT: 5.3k

SUMMARY: after trying so hard to get his wife pregnant so many times, sakusa is done and coming to the conclusion that his wife would never give him children. already fed up with trying and getting his hopes up, the two decided to adopt a child to avoid getting disappointed again. in the midst of searching for a daughter, he didn’t expect to find a sweet little thing he won’t be able to resist.

WARNING: pseudo-incest, age-gap (10+), smut, dark themes, unhealthy relationships, daddy kink, manipulative tendencies, implied miscarriages, creepy and asshole! sakusa, cheating, unprotected.sex, .dubcon, virginity loss, delusional! reader, narcissistic! sakusa, 17-18 years old! reader at the beginning but then turns 18+ when smut is happening

AUTHOR’S NOTE: MERRY CHRISTMAS HOES! tis a present from me~ first dark content fic and my first long fic after 2-3 months of hiatus! but i’m still excited! if you don’t like content like this just ignore this then. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR UNCOMFORTABLE WITH DARK THEMES. if you don’t like content like this, just block the tag tw.darkcontent,, READ WITH CAUTION!

REMINDER: this is not love and i do not condone this type of behavior. be smart on the internet. if you don’t like it just click away, no need to hate. you are responsible for your time on the internet.

“shit” sakusa cursed as he sat on the bed, hands running up and down his face in stress and anger. his wife bit her lip at the sight of her husband getting angry. she called out with her small voice, trying to lighten up the mood and chirped. “w-we can try again, yoomi.. we have all the time in the world-”

sakusa stood up, his beautiful wife’s words trailing off. he looked at her with a scowl, “and how many times more do we need to keep trying? it’s your fault, for fucks sake. always fucking it up and losing the damn child.” the glare on his dark eyes was enough to shut the timid woman up. sakusa saw how she was trying to make herself small in the large king size bed and scoffed.

he then exited to go to the connected bathroom in their bedroom, leaving his wife with her self-destructive thoughts as she blamed herself for always stressing her husband out. it was her fault that the man was angry and sakusa makes sure she knows that. it was her fault that she can’t get pregnant. all of those time trying and money spent for vacations wasted because she can’t even do what normal women do.

quickly wiping the pesky tears that run down her soft cheeks not wanting her husband to see it because she knows how sakusa doesn’t like it when she plays the victim.

sakusa washed his hands on the sink, gritting his teeth in irritation. shutting the running water off and quickly wiping his hands on a clean towel he puts on the sink, he stared at his reflection. dark eyes trailed down his features.

it wasn’t his fault. it was his wife’s. he is a capable man. he can do anything. he is not at fault here. how can he be? he’s perfect. he’s handsome. he’s rich. athletic. at his prime and can do anything his mind tells him to.

“w-we can try other things...” sakusa heard his wife’s timid voice call out. his wife, such a delicate woman. a pathetic one too at that.

the man rolled his eyes and moved to enter their shared room again. “what other things, misa?”

the woman tried to smile, but her lips were too wobbly and shaky. “we can always a-adopt, right?”

sakusa scowled at the suggestion. adopt? raise another man’s child? what kind of bullshit was that. that was the stupidest thing his wife ever came up with and that’s saying something.

“i-i know what you’re t-thinking.. but uhm.. we can always just look around and see if you like them?” misa trailed off, her voice scared and small when sakusa only continued to stare down at her.

“fine.”

this is stupid and a waste of time. why is he even here? in this place filled with vermin and shitty things? oh that’s right. because of his wife, who’s stupid enough to suggest they go to an orphanage.

dark eyes glared at the children playing on the courtyard. hate and shame filled sakusa’s being. why can’t he just have children of his own. tsk, of course the woman he chose to be with has to be utterly useless. sakusa scoffed at his thoughts and followed his wife. she was quite excited if he guessed correctly. her soft eyes observed the dirty children around them.

“hello, welcome! welcome! come in” an old woman greeted them by the door, her smile wide and happy. the couple entered the large building much to sakusa’s dismay.

“thank you so much for having us” sakusa heard misa said softly in front of him as he looked around the place and grunted in disgust when he saw the dusty windows. it was a good thing that he always wears a mask, other people are too inadequate to be trusted and they can’t even clean the damn place right.

the headmistress smiled at the lovely woman in front of her then turned her gaze to the tall stoic man behind her. the two were in their separate world while the man ignored them.

the older woman chuckled wearily making misa copy her in nervousness. the woman then toured them around the building, introducing little kids that might capture their attention but sakusa couldn’t care less. they won’t be adopting. he won’t take a little vermin into his house only for them to disturb his safe place.

sakusa grunted in boredom, making his wife’s attention snap to him. wide nervous and questioning eyes stared up at him.

“i’m going to stay in the car.” he grumbled and walked away, leaving misa with the headmistress, not even waiting for her response.

he left the building, the noise inside now was a muffled sound making him sigh in relief and irritation. sakusa climbed down the stairs of the porch, rolling his shoulders and groaned when his joints cracked satisfyingly. when he reached the bottom, he looked around and realized that it wasn’t where he parked his car.

“for fuck’s sake.” cursing under his breath, he was about to go back inside when he noticed something or someone at the corner of his eye.

he stood there in awe, looking at the most beautiful creature he has ever saw. you sat on the bench in the garden while flowers and trees accompanied you. you looked so picturesque and ethereal with your long (h/c) hair down in a braid on your shoulder and your white prim and immaculate dress.

sakusa continued to look at you, loving the contrasting moment with you and the building where he hears the muffled noises inside. with you, it was quiet, peaceful.

the man snapped out of it, scolding himself for ogling at a young girl. that was a new low and sakusa kiyoomi does not do low. he wasn’t the type of guy who’s creepy and fucking disgusting. he was above that.

sakusa scowled and moved to enter the building again but then the door opened and in came into view was his wife and the headmistress. his wife stared at him in shock but quickly replaced it with a soft smile.

“yoomi... good timing, the headmistress was just going to introduce me to someone” his wife said, sliding down a hand to grasped his making him cringe in disgust but his wife was already used to that.

the headmistress cleared her throat, seeing the awkward interaction, and smiled at the couple then to the garden where you were sitting at as you read.

“(y/n) dear? where are you? i would like you to meet someone” the older woman called out and sakusa saw you perk up from your seat and smile at the headmistress.

when you smiled, it felt like you just knocked the air out of his lungs and all he could think of is how to make you smile again, this time directed at him.

you walked ever so gracefully and stopped when you were just merely a couple of feet away from him. from this distance, sakusa could smell the fresh scent of flowers that followed you.

“dear, this is mr. and mrs. sakusa, they’re here to look for a child” the headmistress cooed at you while you smiled at her then turned to the couple, greeting them like the good girl you are.

“hello, mr. and mrs. sakusa. i hope you’ve been successful in your search” your voice was a melodic chime, a sweet and alluring call like a siren, pulling him closer and closer.

your big doe eyes then locked with dark ones. sakusa didn’t realize how beautiful the color (e/c) was until he saw it in your eyes. he just found his new favorite color.

“the headmistress told me so much about you, (y/n). and i do hope it is successful as well” his wife giggled softly, looking at you.

the older woman smiled at the couple and then turned to you, “go on, dear. go to your room”

you raised a brow at that when you heard the line the headmistress uses when the children are about to get adopted. confused but also happy, you nodded and bid the couple goodbye.

when you were out of sight, the headmistress then asked, “what do you think of (y/n)? she’s very smart. she’s a well-mannered girl and she helps the church”

sakusa furrowed his brows in confusion then looked to his smiling wife who was quick to explain, “i suggested to the headmistress that it would be nicer to have an older child”

“an older child...”

the headmistress then cut in, seeing the tension that was rising between the couple, “an older child might be better, sir. mrs. sakusa told me that you and her have a very busy schedule”

his wife nodded and smiled at the headmistress, “she’s perfect...” the older woman nodded as well, smiling brightly and bid them a small farewell to relay the news to you.

“what the hell are you thinking, misa? have you gone crazy” sakusa glowered at his wife making her flinch.

“i-... i want her yoomi! she’s perfect, isn’t she? and with o-our busy schedule, she can fit right in” misa argued, she really needed the company.

sakusa always leaves her alone and when he does get home, all he does is belittle her. reminding her of her shortcomings as a wife, as a person... she needed someone... someone who can be her safe haven.

you sat inside the car, looking out of the window, happy that you were finally adopted. in the midst of your happy thoughts, you didn’t notice the constant shifting gaze to you by your new dad on the rear view mirror.

misa turned to you from the passenger seat with a smile, “i’m so happy that you’re here, (y/n).”

you smiled back at your new mom and nodded, “i’m very happy as well”

the beautiful woman grinned at you and nodded back then sat normally again, humming a cheery tune under her breath. sakusa shifted his eyes again on the mirror to look at you. suppressing the shiver that ran down his spine when you caught him staring as you smiled at him, he ignored you and looked back to the road again.

you let your smile fall when you saw the cold reaction the man gave you but quickly shrugged it off and looked back again to the window to watch the buildings go by.

when you finally arrived at your new home, you gaped at the huge house. clearly, your new parents are rich. filthy rich at that. misa giggled at your expression making you snap out of your thoughts as you looked away in embarrassment at being caught while sakusa scoffed and exited the car, leaving you and misa alone.

misa frowned at her husband but quickly smiled back at you, reassuringly, “don’t worry, (y/n)... your new daddy... he’s just a bit reserved and quiet...”

you knew for sure that the man hated you or something. well, maybe hate is a strong word but you’re sure that he doesn’t like you. you nodded at misa with a small smile.

“let’s go, sweetie?” misa exited the car as well making you follow her. you gaped at the sheer size of the house as some people went out of the house, greeting your new dad that ignored them and went to the car to get your things.��

you were about to help them but your mom quickly held your hand. misa smiled at you and led you inside, “it’s okay, sweetie. let’s just get you settled in, okay?”

still a little awkward, you nodded and followed misa. your new home was stunning. it was spectacular! you knew you were lucky enough to get adopted at your age but adopted by a family that’s rich? it was amazing!

misa led you to your room as you looked at the large room in awe, admiring it. the beautiful woman giggled at you. you were like a breath of fresh air to her. it was always so silent, filled with tense atmosphere in the house but with you and your innocent energy, it was like she was in a different world now.

“i guess you like it, sweetie?”

you turned back to her and nodded with a huge smile, “it’s beautiful, miss. thank you”

misa pouted at your words making you think you have said something offensive, “miss? you can call me mom! i’m your mommy now after all!” her tone was youthful and happy.

you nodded, “thank you, mommy”

misa glowed at your words, eyes getting teary. you tried to go closer to her, worried but the beautiful woman only smiled at you and held the door, “i’ll let you settle in, sweetie. call me if you need something, okay? kiyoomi’s and my room is just around the corner” and then she shut the door.

you smiled at the door, remembering your new mom. she must’ve been lonely. her eyes showed so much emotions.

the couple was very busy, now you know why they didn’t adopt a younger child. also your mom was an absolute sweetheart. she was busy with her job but she always tried to make time for you. you two always bonded when she gets home. even though you can see that she was very tired, she always talked to you before going to bed.

your mom was lonely. your daddy wasn’t home at all. you barely even see him and when you do see him, he never really acknowledges you. like that one time you greeted him on the way to the kitchen.

you were going down the stairs and saw your daddy going up, to clean up you guessed. you smiled at him when he noticed you and chirped happily at him, “good morning, daddy!”

the only response you got was a sharp inhale and then he was out of sight. you frowned at his cold response but you didn’t mind. your mommy said that it was quite normal and it takes time for your daddy to warm up to someone.

but it has already been years since then and the only real conversation you had with him was when you asked if he could drive you to school because your usual driver was sick.

you tried everything to make him like you. it was weird. you didn’t know why you want to be closer to him. you want him to look at you. his dark eyes locked with yours. you want to feel him. and it was making you feel sick with how desperate you are for the older man. it wasn’t right but you just couldn’t help it. the way he looked at you made you felt needed.

for the past years, sakusa was being tortured by his own mind. the sound of your voice follows him wherever he goes. your scent stuck on his skin when you hug him goodbye. your presence was like a ghost, haunting him. taunting him.

he’s really trying to keep these feelings at bay but as years go by, you are starting to grow into a fine young woman. more curves appearing in your body, an alluring slope as your hips grew that sakusa desperately wanted to grip. thick thighs that was usually covered by thigh highs. lips so plump and red.

everything about you was so perfect that it made sakusa want you more than ever. he wants you to want him too. he wants you to depend on him. call him with that soft teasing voice as you cry out the fucking name that makes him tick every time, “daddy~”

sakusa groaned at his thoughts and held his head in his hands as he sat on the bed. you two were alone in this huge ass house. misa was out for a week because of her job and the thought of being alone with you makes him jumpy and his emotions in a messy whirlpool of madness.

thoughts of how he can just fuck you right now makes his cock twitch in his sweats.

he sighed in irritation, trying to think of something else because if he keeps this up he’ll only make himself horny and bothered and that doesn’t sound very enjoyable.

a knock caught his attention. he looked at the door with a frown and answered, “who is it?”

“it’s me, daddy”

for fuck’s sake. why can’t you just leave him alone? if you keep this up, sakusa won’t be able to keep his emotions at bay and might do something that’s frowned upon by society.

“what is it”

the door opened and you stood by the door, your glossed red lips curled into a shy smile. sakusa’s dark eyes trailed down to your body, you’re just so beautiful he can’t help himself. a thin singlet and short shorts hugged your gorgeous figure.

you are a goddess incarnate in his eyes. so immaculate. you were calling out to him like the snake in the garden of eden, tempting him to just bite the forbidden fruit already.

“-dy? daddy? are you okay?” sakusa’s eyes snapped back to your face. you looked worried. he sighed tiredly and nodded.

“do you need something?”

you bit your lips in nervousness, his eyes watching the action. you hugged your figure, not knowing how to say what you had in mind.

“u-uhm... i just thought that maybe we can eat together...--” you trailed off, looking at him, anticipating his reaction.

the man made you nervous that was a fact but you would be lying if you said he wasn’t attractive. and that small little fact made you guilty and confused about why you felt like that for him. he was your dad for fuck’s sakes! yes, not really biologically but still your ‘dad’

you were ashamed that you thought of him that way. you can’t even consider him as your father. and every time you call him “daddy” it makes you shy. staring at him, you bite your lip as you wait for his response.

sakusa grunted and nodded, standing up as he walked towards you. the unwavering gaze he had upon you made a shiver run down your spine. you looked up at him through your lashes, fluttering those pretty eyes up at him.

that was the final straw! sakusa can’t keep this up! he has to have you and what better time to have you than now. you two were alone and you look so fuckable as always.

he gluped when he stopped right in front of you, so close. you two were just a breath away. your eyes drifted to his lips for a moment but quickly returned to his eyes, feeling the shame rise inside you when you realized what you did.

the older man wanted to coo at you when he saw the embarrassment that crossed your face. he wanted to tell you that it was okay. you can need him. you can want him all you want. hell, he preferred it. now that he saw the small action, he can’t help himself now. he can’t pass this opportunity.

“what’s wrong, sweetie?” he whispered, you shivered when you felt his minty and warm breath hit your lips. you stuttered at the nickname and guilt rise in you as you heard the same name your mommy calls you.

“n-nothing, daddy...”

“you can tell me, (y/n). it’ll be just between us, don’t worry. i won’t tell a soul” the low seductive voice of your daddy made you clenched at nothing as heat spread across your cheeks.

“i-.. i uhm..” you continued to stutter. sakusa hummed in amusement at your obvious awkwardness, a small smirk growing in his pink lips.

“do you want daddy?” he whispered, leaning closer to you as your noses touched and your lips barely grazed each other but it was enough to get you excited. sakusa could feel your breath hitching as he does so.

your eyes turned half-lidded and you pouted in embarrassment, lips curled in such an alluring way.

“c-can i have daddy?”

sakusa’s heart started beating rapidly inside his ribcage, this was so new for him. he never felt like this before, not even with his wife. you have such an effect on him, it was scary.

“you can have daddy anytime, sweetheart” he grunted, tongue swiping against his bottom lip to wet it as he watched you lean closer, slowly standing on your tippy toes.

sakusa groaned at your slow movements and quickly leaned closer, kissing you with ferocity. his large hands gripped your hips, maneuvering you inside the bedroom as he slammed you against the wooden door. you gasped at the pain but it quickly faded into pleasure.

he groaned into your lips, taking advantage of your open mouth to slither in his tongue into your mouth. you moaned when he started licking and playing with your wet muscle. you unconsciously grinded against him, searching for friction. sakusa moaned into the messy kiss when your clothed heat grazed against his hard cock.

his hands drifted down to your thighs, squeezing and kneading it. the heat of his palms was so distinct. he then gripped your thighs, carrying you up. you squealed at the sudden movement and quickly wrapped your arms and legs around him. in that new position, your clothed pussy was directly against his member.

you gasped at the feeling of sakusa’s dick twitching against you. the male groaned and started kissing down your neck, your arms tightening around his neck. the overwhelming feeling of his lips trailing hot wet kisses against your sensitive neck and his constant grinding of his cock against you was too much.

your moans spilling out your pretty red lips as you tried to match your daddy’s grinding. sakusa’s breath heavy against you, it was all too much for him. you were finally in his arms, moaning like the pretty slut that you are. sakusa could feel your wetness sipping through the thin cloth of your shorts.

he removed you from the door and carried you to the bed as his body covered yours. leaning against one of his arm while one hand groped your chest, his large hand slowly slithered down and in your singlet and caressed your stomach, savoring every skin until he reached your bra.

he continued to litter your pretty and sensitive neck with his marks, humming in satisfaction when he sees your neck covered with bite marks. you whined when his hips stopped moving against you for a moment. sakusa leaned back a bit to look at you. his breath hitched when he saw you. you were such a sight to see.

your eyes heavy and dark with lust, chest heaving with every pant. your singlet was raised up to expose your smooth stomach. your lips were red and a little swollen as your red gloss was smeared across your chin and lips.

“you’re such a sight, sweetheart,” sakusa praised, making you whine as your hips bucked

“my pretty baby” he muttered then he captured your lips again, biting your bottom lip and quickly soothed it with his tongue.

“d-daddy, i need you...” you whimpered through the kiss, your words muffled with sakusa’s lips against yours.

“don’t worry your pretty little head... daddy will take care of you”

his hand then trailed down, leaving your boobs. he tipped down to your shorts and in your panties, grazing your mound as you gasped against his lips.

“so wet... is that all for daddy?”

you cried out at the unfamiliar feeling when sakusa massaged your clit. the older man’s hissed at the wetness, his self-control slowly threatening to snap.

“have you touched yourself before, princess?”

your eyes widened at his question but shook your head no, embarrassed by it. your hands gripped sakusa’s shoulder when he started massaging your clit faster, gasping at the pleasure coursing through you.

“you’re so cute, (y/n)” he muttered, watching your virgin body already shaking at such light actions.

sakusa’s hand left your shorts making you whine at the loss of pleasure but was quickly followed by a welp when the man removed your shorts, your body getting tugged along at his aggressive action.

you lowered your gaze and clenched your thighs together, trying to hide from your daddy’s intense gaze. sakusa clicked his tongue and gripped your thigh, “let daddy see you, pretty girl”

you slowly let your legs open, your embarrassment worsening when you felt the air nipping at your skin. sakusa admired your wet pussy out in display just for him. his fingers touched your wetness ever so slightly but even that makes you gasp.

“so beautiful...” you heard your daddy whisper making your heart full that he finds you attractive. sakusa wet his fingers with your arousal, caressing the clenching hole but never really prodding inside.

you watched sakusa between your legs, biting your lips when you saw the prominent tent on his grey sweats. you let your head hit back against the pillows, trying to control your breathing as your nervousness slowly got to you.

“that’s good, baby. relax for daddy. my pretty girl is so smart”

sakusa groaned when he finally sunk one finger inside you as he watched you whimper while your hips buckled against him. “so wet and tight...”

he watched you get lost at the feeling of his finger pumping in and out of you. his gaze then went back to your cunt and his finger, seeing the thin string on his finger that connected him and your pussy. sakusa groaned and leaned down, capturing your neglected clit in his mouth.

you cried at that, looking down at sakusa. your eyes locked as he fingered you and his tongue flicking against your clit. you moaned, your eyes rolling back into your skull as you threw your head back when he hit the spongy spot inside of you. he hummed in satisfaction making you shiver at the vibration as he added another finger.

the older male watched your body writhe because of his ministration, finding it so alluring and seductive when you arched your back so prettily when he kept hitting your g-spot. he sucked on your clit, his tongue massaging it. the rising of pleasure was too much for you and the feeling of something threatening to snap in your stomach made you teary. you cried, hips moving frantically chasing the pleasure given to you. the clenching of your pussy against sakusa’s fingers was the sign that you were close. so deliciously close. his movements quickened at that, wanting you to cum for him. the sound of your wetness was embarrassingly loud and sakusa’s constant smacking as he ate you out messily was getting you closer than you want to admit.

the unfamiliar feeling of the intense pleasure made you close your eyes, loud moans escaping you. the constant flicking of his tongue finally pushing you to the edge as you cum. loud whimpers and whines escaped you as sakusa rode your orgasm for you, moaning against you when he felt your cum sticking to his fingers, trailing down to your ass.

he released your sensitive clit, swiping a last lick on to it, and his fingers moved away from you, the wetness made his fingers glossy. you panted on the bed, the sensitivity of coming for the first time still in your system. sakusa smiled down at you and kissed you. you whined when his hard cock nudged your sensitive pussy.

“will you let daddy fuck you, princess?”

you moaned softly at his dirty words and nodded tiredly, opening your legs like the good girl you are. sakusa’s eyes turned dark and removed his hard cock out of his sweats. you gaped at the size and closed your eyes with a hiss when he grinded against your still sensitive cunt. you looked up at him with a pout and grasped his tight t-shirt.

“w-wanna see daddy too” you muttered with a pout, tugging at his clothes. sakusa smirked and nodded, removing every piece of cloth in his body until he was nude. your eyes trailed up and down his body, trying to memorize every feature. hands going to his body, caressing his skin.

“you’re p-pretty too, daddy” you whispered shyly, smiling at him. sakusa didn’t reply but only moved closer to you, letting his nose graze your cheek, nuzzling into you. you giggled softly at his affection. you guessed that this was his way of showing his love.

“ready for me, baby?” he asked as you nod, grasping unto his shoulders. sakusa lined his hard cock against your wet cunt, slowly nudging forward. he hissed at the feeling of your tight and wet pussy clenching around him.

you felt divine. so good. so wet and warm. and you’re all his.

you gasped at the feeling, it was so much larger than his fingers but the stretch was addicting enough. you moaned when your daddy kept going in. you panted, tongue lolling out when he finally bottomed out. you felt so full.

sakusa grabbed your hips, moaning beside your ear. he waited for you to adjust to the feeling of his cock and when you grinded back, he knew you were ready.

he started slowly, savoring the feeling of your walls dragging against his thick cock, your wetness sticking on him. sakusa then groaned when the pleasure started getting intense, chasing the high of it.

your nails made crescent marks on his skin, moaning loudly at the feeling of the constant pumping of his large cock inside of you. the tip of his cock nudging your cervix, so deep inside of you.

you choked on a moan when he hit your g-spot again, the sensitivity was making you tear up whilst sakusa leaned back, watching your body tremble at his mercy. he watched your pussy suck him back in every time, your cum decorating his cock with strings.

he fucks you with intent, loving the way your boobs bounce to the way he fucks you hard. your pretty mouth open, letting strings of loud moans out, whilst a thin line of drool escaped to your chin. eyes almost getting crossed eye with how good he’s fucking you.

“you like that, baby? you like the way daddy fucks you dumb?” you could only cry out, incoherent mutters and cries was the only thing sakusa heard from you.

the man groaned when he felt his release coming way sooner than he expected. the way you were clenching around him was almost enough to send him over but he doesn’t wanna cum before you cum again.

sneaking his hand on your pussy, he started rubbing your clit with rough circles. you sobbed at the intensity. your legs shaking around sakusa’s hips as he grinded against you harder.

“fuck, you’re g-gonna make me cum...” he cursed, his rhythm getting sloppier as he chased his high.

your moans gotten louder at that as sakusa smirked when he felt your pussy clenching around his cock, “you like that? you want daddy’s cum inside you?

fucked out from your daddy’s thrusts, you could only arch so beautifully for him. your position making it easier for sakusa to hit deeper inside you.

“cum for me, princess. cum for daddy” sakusa groaned, hand frantically rubbing your clit pushing you to another orgasm. you sobbed when you felt your second orgasm rushing into your system, eyes rolling back to your head while your pussy milked sakusa’s cock, making him paint your insides with thick ropes of white. your body jerking violently against his at the feeling of the intense climax.

the man growled and it trailed into harsh moans, his hips rolling against you as he rode yours and his climax.

the room was filled with harsh and loud pants as you two climbed down from your highs. you gulped, throat dry and sore from all the screaming you did. your thighs trembled around sakusa’s hips. he slowly let your legs down and lay down beside you, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer to him. his strong chest against your slender back.

you moaned when you felt the soreness kicking in but cuddled back to him, touching and caressing his arm that was thrown over you. you hummed, satisfied, when you felt his cum dribbled out of you. it was his love inside of you.

sakusa’s heart was full. you were finally his. finally in his arms and he’ll be a fool to let you go. he’ll get rid of the older hag after this, he has no need for her anymore now that you were beside him..

he won’t share you with anyone. you are his. only his. and anyone who gets between you two will suffer the consequences. sakusa guarantees it. his dark eyes trailed down to your body, admiring your bruised skin.

“are you okay, sweetheart?” you heard him asked quietly behind you. you smiled and nodded, leaning your head back.

“i am...”

sakusa hummed, sleepiness coming over him. his hand touching your stomach where his cock was bulging out earlier.

“w-will daddy be here with me when i wake up?”

“i’ll always be with you, princess. i love you... now sleep”

you bit down a huge grin on your lips, listening to sakusa’s breaths that started to get even signaling that he has fallen asleep. your daddy loves you. no one ever said that. no one ever treated you like him. it was a nice change from all the times you were alone in the orphanage.

the moment felt warm and gentle like it was a moment shared by a couple who loves each other deeply. you hummed a soft sleepy tune, your hand caressing his arm to his hand.

your warm and soft moment came crashing down when your hand touched a cold metal on his finger. your (e/c) eyes trailed down and stared down at the ring that was glistening as the light hit it, heart thumping in shame and guilt when reality hit you like a wave.

that’s right. he’s married and he’s your “daddy”.

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sugawara-sweetheart · 4 years

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mulberrysilk · 3 years

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and then there were two

Hanamaki Takahiro, Matsukawa Issei x fem!reader

words : 1.5k (sorta rushed cause I needed to write it out before it disappears from my brain)

cw : stepcest, dubcon, pseudoincest,cream pie, slight degradation, mean Issei, manipulation, Makki and Issei. Yes these two are warning cause they are 🔥

a/n: just some Mattsun nii-chan thoughts ( little ficlet) 🤡 with Makki. This is my first time dabbling in stepcest agshsjs I was very much inspired to write content like this because of Queen @iwaasfairy , whom I binged all her nii-chan fics REEEE

“Makki, we shouldn’t,” you whimpered, heat growing in your core as he nipped and sucked the sensitive column of your neck. “Please, stop.” You sucked in a breath when he rubs his clothed erection against your crotch, the thought of you having caused that making you gulp. Your nii-chan told you to never let other boys touch you. “Nii-chan will get mad.” Your hands pathetically tried to push him off.

“Issei? Pft, it’s not fair that he gets to have fun with you,” he scoffed, cupping your breast through your cotton camisole as you froze beneath him. Does he know about yours and Mattsun’s interactions? Did he hear the two of you that one night nii-chan was so needy, he went to your room right next to his where Makki slept, and fucked you with his large hand over your mouth.

“That’s not true,” you denied and Makki moved his gaze to you, brows raised and his heavy lidded eyes conveyed a look of disbelief, almost telling you to not lie to him. “Please, Hiro, nii-chan will get mad. I don’t want you to get in trouble.”

Makki’s heart melted at that little sentiment. His lip jutted out in a pout, mockery and faux empathy behind them, but you didn’t know that. “You don’t want me to get in trouble? That’s so sweet of you Y/N,” he cooed, still remaining on top of you. “I didn’t know you cared for me like that. Do you like me sweetheart?”

Your eyes widened and your face grew hot. You turned your face away in attempt to hide your fluster and your little secret crush on him. But your reaction only answered his question.

“Don’t be shy,” he chuckled softly, still straddling you on your mattress. “I have a crush on you too. So don’t push me away.” He leaned in to kiss you but you turned your head away, looking at your door scared that Issei could walk in any moment. “You know we only get in trouble if we get caught.”

“Huh?” Before you could process what was happening, your panties were pushed to the side and his hard bulbous tip poked at your entrance, somewhere Issei-nii forbade anyone else to touch. “Hiro, n-no,” you protested fists pounding again his chest. “Issei-nii is just next door—ah!”

“Fuck,” Makki groaned, cock buried inside of you in one swift thrust. Tears welled up in your eyes at the sudden fullness in your tummy, you whimpered pitifully as your walls fluttered and burned, not having had enough time to adjust to his cock. “I always dreamed about fucking you.”

Your hands flew to your mouth to muffle the screams and even moans, that were leaving you as Makki set a pace, fast and deep.

“Shit, you’re creaming around me, baby,” he grinned, eyes set on where the two of your were connected, the pretty little cunt of his best friend’s little sister split around his cock. “Do you like my cock that much?”

Your swayed your head from side to side, too scared to move your hands from your mouth as your body reacted to his ministrations on it own.

Makki sighed, pausing for a moment. Maybe he’ll go away. Maybe it’s over. Maybe you saying you didn’t like how he felt inside you, which your body actually did, would make him stop. Stop you from getting in trouble with nii-chan and get away from his punishments.

But no. It wasn’t enough. His hands pushed your knees to your chest, your eyes widening at how much exposed your traitorous cunt was.

“That’s too bad...” he snickered and reared his hips back till the tip almost left you, only to thrust back in. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t change your mind.”

You screamed into your hands, pleasure dulling the pain and horror of everything that was happening. You had to stay quiet but at the same time you wanted to call for Issei. Makki was rough, too rough. He wasn’t as soothing as your Issei-nii. He wasn’t kissing you to make the pain of the stretch go away. Yes you had a crush on him. But you didn’t like how he was doing this to you right now. Didn’t like the way he went about it.

“Issei-nii,” you softly croaked, hands gripping the sheets as you sobbed.

“Wrong name, baby,” Makki grunted, moaning at how your walls sucked him in, tight and warm as Mattsun had once told him.

Little did you know, your step brother was outside in the hall, palming his hardened cock in his sweatpants as he listened to you and Makki. How sweet of you to call out to him while his best friend fucked you. Makki won’t be too happy about that which was too bad for you.

Soon enough, he entered the room, the light from the hallway pouring into the dark and lighting your disheveled figure beneath Makki, cunt drooling around his cock, so wet that it stained the white sheets.

Your eyes shot to the door, the tears in your eyes making Issei’s cock twitch with need, and he really almost lost it when your little hand reached out to him while Makki pounded into you.

“I-Issei—ah!—Issei-nii,” you cried out, the knot in your stomach tightening further. “I’m sor—

“Save it, Princess.” Okay that was a little too harsh of him but did he really care? The hurt in your eyes as he said that only made him want Makki to fuck you even harder. “It’s rude of you to say my name when Makki’s the one filling your greedy little cunt. I’m disappointed.” Your heart sank. “I thought I taught you better than that,” he sighed. “And he’s in love with you too.”

He said he liked you. He didn’t say he loved you. And just like that, guilt stabbed you in the chest.

“H-Hiro,” you nervously squeaked, panting when his length dragged along your sensitive walls. “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings—ah!” He flipped you over on to your stomach, his hands gripping your hips as he slammed his pelvis unto your rear, his pace not faltering as he took you in this position that had him reaching deeper.

“We can forgive you,” Makki hummed, squeezing the flesh of your ass. “Can’t we Mattsun?”

Mattsun sat on the edge of the bed, observing your face that was buried into the mattress, your cheek pressed onto the white sheets and tongue lolling out as you moaned, so close to cumming.

“Of course we can.” He caressed your cheek. “Only if she will agree that she’ll be our little slut. What do you say Y/N?”

Makki stopped just when you were about to cum.

“N-no, no! Don’t stop,” you sniffled, close to crying at how your orgasm was denied. “Need to cum, Hiro. Please make me cum.”

“So now you want me to fuck you,” Makki teased, slowly rubbing your clit. “I’ll make you cum if you answer Issei’s question. Will you be our little cum slut? Hm?”

“Yes!” You cried out. At this point you didn’t care or truly understand what you were getting into, you just needed that high you were so close to getting. “I’ll be Hiro and Issei-nii’s cum slut, please, Hiro. Make me cum. Please.”

“I love it when she begs,” Issei groaned.

“She’s so cute when she does. God, and to think you had her all to yourself,” Makki began to pick up his pace, thrusting in and out you, already a moaning babbling mess for him.

“Good girl,” Issei praised, petting your head lovingly. “Why won’t we make Makki’s first time with you memorable Hm? Why won’t we let him cum inside you.”

“Fuck, dude, for real?” Makki’s brows pinched together close to cumming.

“Go ahead,” Issei shrugged off like it was nothing. That was all Makki needed to continue fucking you even through your orgasm, over stimulating you till he pumped you full of his cum.

“Nii-chan,” you whimpered, one of your hands had managed to lace with his large ones when all this was happening. Your thighs were trembling and you shivered when you felt Makki’s hot cum drip down your thigh.

“Shh, you did so well,” he hushed, caressing your tear stained cheek. “Think you can let nii-chan fuck you too?”

Your eyes shifted to his lap where his length bulged through his sweatpants, the one that took your first time, the thick fat cock that stretched you every single time without fail. One your nii-chan made sure to have you crave for after several instances of him telling you that what you two were doing was okay and that you were just helping him out, relieving his stress and the ‘painful ’ ache of his cock.

“Will nii-chan be gentle?” You looked at him through your lashes, breathing heavily as you tried to calm your breaths.

He laced his fingers with yours and gave a gentle kiss to your knuckles. “I can’t promise I will but I’ll try. I’m a little jealous that Makki has you so breathless...do you think he fucks better than me?”

“Clearly, I do,” Makki chuckled, pulling out and watching with adoration the way his cum leaked from your cunny.

“Nii-chan,” you whimpered, Issei pushing Makki aside, deep chuckles rumbling in their chests as he settled between your thighs, ready for his turn.

He pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead, knowing exactly how it’d fool you into a false sense of security and have you deeply believe in him, that you obeyed without hesitation.

He loved you, he really did. He would never let anyone hurt you nor touch you like he does. That was his privilege and now Makki’s. He trusted Makki with his life and in the end of day, if you end up marrying him, it gives Issei a peace of mind cause it wasn’t some good for nothing stranger. Him and Makki knew you, in and out. Besides with his best friend in the equation, people would never catch on to how you let your sweet good ol’ nii-chan use you like a cocksleeve.

“Let’s show Makki how cute you really are when you’re properly fucked.”

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