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wand3rlustm3 · 2 days

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AHHHHH 😮‍💨

When He Gets Jealous (K.T.H)

pairings; kang taehyun x reader

warnings; nsfw minors dni!!, hair pulling, spanking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), dom!taehyun, sub!reader, bondage, daddy kink, degradation kink, humiliation kink, fingering, use of a vibrator, cream pie, orgasm denial, swearing, pet names such as baby, whore and slut, pussy drunk taehyun, this is literally just porn with a little bit of plot 😭😭😭😭

extras; mention of beomgyu

wc; 2673

SMUT UNDER THE CUT, MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI!!

Never in his life did Taehyun ever assume that you’d do this in front of his friends but you did.

You don’t know what came over you — maybe it was the boring atmosphere that you felt like you needed to spice it up or maybe it was the way your boyfriend looked so goddamn good in a slim fit suit. The first few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, giving you a peek of the chain that was sitting perfectly on his smooth tanned skin, and the fabric of the shirt was so tight around his muscles, it was almost as if it was begging for it to be let out.

You moved your hand to rest on his thigh causing him to raise an eyebrow but you returned it with an innocent smile before looking away but his gaze was still on you.

That’s when he felt it; your hand began to rub against the material of his pants and started to travel it up towards his covered private. His jaw ticked as he watched you laugh at a joke Beomgyu said while your hand continued to rest on his covered dick.

That was until you began to move your hand in circular motions was when he had to grab your wrist tightly; you looked at him through the corner of your eye as a sly grin overtook your face when he leaned in to whisper in your ear, “You’re playing a very dangerous game, sweetheart.”

The car ride home was filled with tension, the grip that he had on the steering wheel made you clench your thighs together, imagining yourself as the object.

When you finally made it to your shared home was when he broke the silence.

“Where do you think you’re going?” You stopped in your tracks, slowly turning around with your eyes on the floor not daring to look up at him.

“Look at me,” Taehyun ordered before scoffing when you didn’t obey, “I said look at me.” This time when he said it, it was sterner much more angrier. The order going straight down to your core as your eyes met his, trying not to rub your thighs together.

He beckoned you to come over with his hands — oh how you’d love them to be around your neck, choking you til all breath is out from your lungs. “Did you enjoy that?” He softly rubbed your cheek, to others this would be seen as a romantic act but you knew exactly what it meant.

“Hmm did you?” He asked again this time he used his thumb to play with your bottom lip, you nodded once, your eyes meeting the floor again. He tsked, forcefully grabbing your chin and making you look at him, “What did I say about keeping your eyes on me?” A gasp escaped you as you felt your wetness seep down your panties and down the length of your thighs.

He chuckled darkly at your silence, harshly letting go of your chin before whispering in your ear, “Get on the bed and wait for me.”

You hastily turned around and ran to your shared bedroom, throwing your heels off and placing your stomach down on the bed before hiking your ass up, feeling the silky material rise up your legs. Now all you have to do is wai-

“Well well well,” He’s here. “What a good little slut you are, all ready for daddy’s cock.” He slowly made his way towards you before stopping at the edge of the bed. You bucked your ass back when you felt a hand slide across your ass, slightly lifting up the fabric of your dress, exposing yourself to him.

You whined out, closing your eyes tightly when two of his nimble fingers slid up the slit of your covered pussy. He hissed at how soaked you are, his cold lustful eyes boring into your drenched cunt. You felt the bed dip down on both sides as a firm chest met your back, “Too bad you don’t get to cum,” He whispered in your ear, you can practically hear him smirk.

“T-Tyun p-pleaseeeee,” You whined out pushing yourself more onto his fingers. Taehyun clicked his tongue, tilting his head to the side as he watched the way you fucked yourself on his fingers, “Hmm? Please what, my slut?”

“P-please just fuck me alreadyyyy!” You sobbed out feeling humiliation creep in when a patronising laugh comes out of him. “Oh no no baby, brats don’t deserve to get what they want.” You opened your eyes, your tears blocking your view, making everything a blurry mess. You whined out kicking your feet impatiently before yelping in surprise when a harsh slap meets your asscheek, “You wouldn’t have been in this position if you hadn’t been an attention seeking whore at the restaurant.” The degradation going straight to your core as you clenched your thighs tighter, your wetness seeping between your thighs.

Taehyun mockingly pouted at the sight of your desperate hole, his ego boosting at the control he has over you. The sound of a belt unbuckling had you squirming in excitement, knowing that you’re finally getting what you wanted.

“Hands up.” What? You peaked behind and saw that he is now behind you looking down at you sternly, his belt in hand. You slowly raised your arms up, still maintaining eye contact as he tightened the belt around your wrists. Bounding you from touching him.

“There,” He whispered to himself, taking a few steps back as he admired the sight in front of him. His little whore all tied up for him to punish and handle. His sharp tongue swiped over his bottom lip as he came closer to your needy body, your eyes begging him to ruin you but oh no he wasn’t going to give you what you wanted.

The man behind you placed a cold hand on your ass, kneading it before landing a brutal slap on it making it jiggle slightly. You let out a yelp, your tied hands grabbing onto the bedsheets for dear life as Taehyun continued to spank you. “Count.”

You sniffled, feeling another slap land on your probably red ass cheek, “1,”

Another slap, “2”

Another slap, “3”

Another slap, “4”

He hummed, rubbing the skin, satisfied at his work before pushing your panties to the side. “You’re that soaked from just a couple of spanks?!” He exclaimed, letting out a cruel cackle.

You whined in humiliation, your eyes immediately closing as you pushed your face into the sheets from embarrassment. He was humiliating you but why is it turning you on so much?!

You heard footsteps move away from the bed, ‘Where is he going?!’ You thought as you impatiently tapped your toes on the bed. That was until you felt a buzzing sensation on your clothed clit, you gasped out loud. “W-whaa-” “Shut up.” He sternly ordered as a wanton moan left your lips when he moved your damped panties to the side and inserted the head of the vibrator in your heat.

He circled the head around, moving it to touch every single area of your heat. Your eyes rolled back into your head as your back arched deeper into the vibrator, “F-fuckkkkkkk” You moaned out, rolling your hips to match the movements.

You felt your release coming, the tightness in your core bundling up ready to release and Taehyun knew it as well by the way your toes were curling and the way you were moaning shamelessly. Just then when you were about to cum, the vibrator turned off.

Your eyes shot open as you got up on your knees to look at him, red painting your vision. “What the fuck!” You yelled out, he slowly got up from his seat, maintaining eye contact with you as he made his way towards you.

You yelped out when he used his strong palm to push you back down, “Yell at me again and you won’t get to cum at all,” You were about to complain again until you felt a sharp slap on your ass. Tears blurred your eyes again at the stinging pain, knowing damn well that his handprints will be painted on your asscheeks.

His hand ran over the skin, a hum vibrating in his chest, “So fucking pretty,” He whispered to himself as he played with the hem of your panties. “Need to see your pussy,”

He groaned at the way your liquids were stuck onto your panties, strings of it stuck onto the fabric when he pulled them down. Drool formed in his mouth when his lust filled eyes landed onto your weeping desperate hole, “Such a slutty pussy,” Taehyun mumbled to himself.

He used his nimble fingers to spread apart your pussy lips, the squelchy noises coming from your essence when he began rubbing tight circles on your puffy clit. He clicked his tongue, head tilting to the side as he stared at the way your hole clenching around nothing. “You that desperate, you’re clenching round nothin’?”

You whined in humiliation stuffing your head further into the sheets until a familiar harsh slap fell onto your ass, “Use your words.”

“Y-yes daddy! S-so so soooo desperate for youuuu,” You moaned out shamelessly, he hummed in satisfaction before finally plunging in his index and ring fingers. A cry escaped from your throat at the feeling of his calloused fingers hitting at all the right places where the vibrator couldn’t, you bucked your hips into his fingers only to receive a slap on your butt. “Don’t fucking move,” He gritted out, now fingering you at an insane pace that has your toes curling and your wrists tugging at his belt.

His skilled fingers curled inside you, making your jaw fall slack and your mouth agape. The tips of his nails scraped deliciously at your g-spot. You groaned loudly in the sheets, feeling the build up of hour orgasm. He knew that you were close with the way that your gummy walls were tightening each second his fingers pumped into you and the way your breath became shallow, so when you were just about to cum, he took his fingers out.

But this time you didn’t complain, you expected this to happen. This always happened when you tick him off but gosh you loved it even if your cunt was begging to cum.

Taehyun raised a brow at your silence, “Not whining like a baby, I see. Have you decided you want to be a good girl?” You nodded, not trusting your voice to speak.

He chuckled darkly before he roughly gripped your hair in a fist and lifted you up, “Be my good little whore and answer,”

“Y-yes! ‘M a good girl!” You stammered out, hot tears running down your cheeks from having your orgasm being denied twice. “Aww is my poor little baby crying?” He asked in a condescending tone, his voice laced with fake sympathy.

You sniffled, trying to use your tied hands to cover your face but he slapped them away. His boba eyes scanning over your ruined self, “Tell me what do you want baby,” He inquired in a softer tone. His fingers coming up to stroke your cheeks lovingly, pushing some of your hair back behind your ears.

“W-want you to f-fuck me…” You murmured, he hummed brushing a hand over your hair. “That’s all you had to tell me,”

Before you could even think twice, your head was thrown down and in one go, his dick filled up your cunt. “AAAAAAAAAAAA” you screamed out, the sudden stretch leaving a burning sensation in your tight core.

“Hmmph fuck, pussy so tight and wet, clenching so hard ‘round my cock,” His hands found purchase on the soft flesh of your hips as the lewd sounds of skin slapping on skin filled the room.

With each thrust, Taehyun picked the pace up, leaving you a drooling mess as he pumps deep into you. The hand that was gripping on the side of your face pushed you deeper into the mattress with every shove his dick made in your core.

“Such a fucking slut, teasing me back in the restaurant in front of all my friends,” He degraded you, his voice deeper and raspier than ever before. “Bet you wanted me to get angry just so I could fuck you like this, huh?” He angled his hips in such a way that was hitting deliciously at your most sensitive spot that had you screaming for more.

“Right there, baby?” He breathed out, already knowing the answer. He knew your body like the back of your hand, he knew exactly how to thrust to make you squirm, how to touch you to make you a whining mess, how to get you cumming in less than a second.

“Fuck yes daddy yes! M-more! Please I-i need more!!!” You whined out, feeling each and every single one of his veins rub against your folds. “More? You’re such a whore, aren’t you?” He cackled, landing a careless slap on your ass.

He gripped your hips tighter — his nails digging into your skin as he fucked you harder and faster. With each thrust he made, deep grunts came from his chests that had you addicted.

Drool streamed down your open mouth, your brain going foggy from the merciless pace he was fucking you at. His mushroom tip kissing deliciously against your cervix as the tight knot in your stomach coiled further.

“I-I’m gonna c-cum!! P-plea- OH FUCK!” In one swift movement, his cock left you and he positioned you on your back before stuffing your cunt with his length once again. “Gotta look at your face.” Taehyun moaned, his eyes scanning over your fucked out look; mascara mixed with your fresh tears was dripping down your face, your cheeks were flushed and drool marks were forming on lower portion of your face. A proud smirk tugged on his lips knowing he is the reason for this.

Your bound hands were tugging forcefully against the belt, trying to loosen it but it was no use; “Please oh please untie me!!! N-need to touch you!!” You begged him, your eyes teary from the amount of times he denied you of your orgasm.

He shook his head and gave you a stern look when whines and pleas left from your plush pink lips, “You wanna cum or nah?”

You nodded rapidly and eagerly, only boosting his ego more at how desperate you were for your release. “Yeah? Well then take what I fucking give you,” He shoved more of his cock inside of you if that was even possible.

His fiery eyes went down to look at where your two private’s connected, watching the way his dick disappeared into your cunt and with each time, a white creamy ring formed on the base of his cock.

“C-cum! N-need to cum!!! Pleaseeeeeee let me cu-”

“Cum”

You felt the wave of your orgasm crash into you so hard that you felt as though your soul left your body. Hot spurts of his seed filled your cunt up to the point where it was dripping from your hole. Your orgasm was everywhere, on his thighs, on your thighs, on the sheets, on your bunched up dress.

Your eyes were shut and your chest heaved up and down, the post orgasm feeling hitting you like a truck as you tried to catch your breath. You heard the rattle of his belt before feeling the rough material leave your wrists where a mark was most likely formed.

The bed dip down beside you, the warm breath of your lover hitting your earlobe. “You okay, baby?” You nodded your head, slowly opening your eyes to see him smiling sweetly at you.

Taehyun’s fingers brushed your wet sweaty hairs from your face as he cupped your cheek in a loving manner; he leaned in to place a soft kiss on your pouted lips before whispering ever so slightly, “Don’t ever test me again,”

tags; @coquettyun @simp4gyu @boba-beom @wand3rlustm3

AAAAA I HOPE YOU ENJOYEDDD!! sorry that this took so long 😭😭 schoolwork has been drowning me 😭💔 but omg i have other works in the making!!! maybe even a part 2 of the criminal beomgyu fic 🤭

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wand3rlustm3 · 8 days

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BEOMGYU - NEED A RIDE?

Warnings: sub!reader, fem!reader, brat!reader, dom!Beomgyu, car sex, drinking, degradation + praise, unprotected sex (pls use condoms), beomgyu is so mean

You knew that it was really stupid to get so drunk that you couldn't even call yourself a taxi. Thankfully, you were at a party hosted by five of the most trustworthy guys at your college, or there was a large possibility of something terrible happening to you. The music was bouncing off of the walls, and the bass was deep enough to make your soul tremble. Not to mention the fact that your head was spinning, and you felt fuzzy and numb but in the best way possible. That's what Soobin comes up to you with some water to contrast the harsh alcohol you've been drinking, he walks up to you with worry and suggests that you go home. But to that, you slur out, "Soooo– biiiin....I'm okayyy! I can call my- myself- a taaaaxiiii..."

Soobin would let out a small chuckle, but he's too worried about you to think the situation is funny. "Y/n, please let me tell beomgyu to drive you home. He's ready to leave as well." You were friends with all of the party's hosts, so you were in luck when you heard that Beomgyu would be willing to drop you off. As you said your goodbyes to Soobin and the other hosts, Beomgyu chuckled at how childlike you'd gotten after a few drinks. "Gyuuu...everything's s- spinning...hahah" you slurred some more, and finished up your sentence with a cute little giggle.

"Come on, y/n, let's go, I got you." Beomgyu decided to support your staggering form by putting your arm on his shoulder and his hand ghosting on your waist. Beomgyu slightly lifted you bridal style into the seat of his red Ferrari, gently placing your legs into the car and taking your heels off. As Beomgyu started the car, the sound of his exhaust was almost like the music at the party. The little black dress you were wearing was so uncomfortable and tight, and your bra was so stuffy. You just wanted to be relaxed now that you were in his car. So you chose to take off your bra from under your dress. Beomgyu noticed you reaching at your back, but focused on the road. He wanted to be as respectful to you as he could while you were drunk, so he chose to ignore the situation.

Until your whiney voice cut the silence in the car, "gyuuuuu~ please help meee!! I wan' it off!!" Beomgyu was naturally flustered, it's not like he was inexperienced, but it was more of the fact that you looked beautiful and he hadn't come to terms with the fact that he did have a crush on you. "ugh y/n, can't you wait till I drop you home?" said Beomgyu as he tried to focus on the road once again, instead of the headlights of oncoming traffic shining onto your breasts. "Nooooooo gyuuuu! I wan' it off right now. Help me pleaseeeee" you demanded as you writhed in his passenger seat trying to reach your bra hooks.

"Tch.....fine y/n, I'll do it." Beomgyu said as he reached for your bra clasp while one of his hands remained on the steering wheel. It took him very little time to undo the clasp on your bra, but his warm hands on your back were so pleasant that you had mewled while he was doing it. Beomgyu felt all his blood rush to his core as soon as he heard you make such....interesting sounds. "Thankkkkkk you Gyuuuu", you passed him one more drunken smile as you took off your bra and threw it by your legs. Your house was now 5 minutes away according to the GPS, and those 5 minutes felt like 5 years to Beomgyu because of how flustered he was. As soon as his car pulled up in front of your house, he got up from the driver's side and opened the suicide door to the passenger side.

He gently wrapped his hand around your wrist as he led you out of his car, and carried you up the steps with your heels in his hand. Both you and Beomgyu had forgotten the bra in the car, but the plus side of this was the fact that he can make fun of you for it for the rest of your friendship. After he had seen you walk into your house, he made sure you'd lock it and go straight to your room. He didn't know he'd have to think about you the entire car ride home, and neither did he think this would become a ritual for you both whenever there's a party.

It's not that you didn't have a car yourself, but it's more that you were used to looking at Beomgyu in the driver's seat after every party. So when Beomgyu pulls up in your driveway with you expectantly waiting outside, you're not surprised.

"Need a ride, y/n?" he asked as one of his lip corners raised into a half smile. You happily opened the door to his car and took a seat, "Gyu, of course!" But you don't know why you even responded to his question that you both knew the answer to. He played some of his favorite songs on the music system. The leather of his car seats felt a little too familiar and cozy. Most of all, the coziest was the fragrance that Beomgyu sprayed his clothes with each time he picked you up. You couldn't deny the fact that each time you stopped at a stoplight, the red reflecting off of his perfectly etched features turned you on. You were soaking wet, and your panties were getting sticky and uncomfortable. So, as you did a few months ago, you were going to ask Beomgyu to take them off for you even though you weren't drunk this time.

You suddenly snaked your hand around his wrist and pulled it into your lap. "Gyu...can you take my panties off? I'm so uncomfortable..." You whisper into his ear as you lean into his side, as the center console armrest digs into the side of your rib. "Y/n, stop fucking with me." Beomgyu spoke as he let out a sigh. You put your hand on his thigh and slowly brought it closer to his cock. You can hear the car accelerate as he drives a little faster, almost as fast as your heart's racing. "Gyu, I'm not fucking with you, I need you.." You speak as you focus on the way his jaw clenches as he pulls into an empty parking lot.

"Get in the backseat right now, y/n, we aren't going to that damn party." Beomgyu says to you, but you can sense the anger in his words. "Okay gyu.." You smirk as the thoughts of what he's going to do to you flood your mind. As you crawl into the backseat, he opens the door and gets in with you. With his hand squishing your cheeks, he scolds you as he says, "You've been a slut since I first drove you home, haven't you? Wanted to fuck you so bad since that day, but I had to go home and rut into my hand." Beomgyu spoke with no filter, and that only made you even wetter than you already were. "Gyu...please. touch me, strip me, I'm losing my mind." Beomgyu took no time in crashing his lips onto yours in a fiery kiss, he couldn't take it anymore and slipped his tongue into your mouth as his hands roamed around your body. He kept kissing you, until he finally bit your lip and you moaned. "Fucking slut, riling me up all the time...do you even know what you do to me?"

Beomgyu unzipped the back of your dress and threw it somewhere in his car, and pulled you into his lap as he sat down. He made sure to pay special attention to your beautiful tits as he left several marks on them, leaving open-mouthed kisses, as he switched between sucking your pebbled nipples. He slapped your breasts and watched them jiggle, as you yelped and jumped a little bit in his lap. "Gyu..." you spoke his name with tears in your eyes. "Not such a brat now, are you?" said Beomgyu as he smirked. As he finally took your panties off, along with his underwear, you sat on his lap with his cock sliding between your folds. You couldn't help but move your hips against him, to which he stopped as he smacked your ass hard enough to leave a handprint. "Brats don't get what they want, you'll not move your hips an inch until I tell you to." Beomgyu demanded.

Beomgyu laughed dryly, "Is this what you thought when i asked if you needed a ride? Fuckin whore." He asked. "Beomgyu please, i'm going insane!" You felt tears running down your face as you begged him to be inside you finally, you didn't need much prep to begin with simply because of the puddle of slick you'd left on his cock from simply grinding against it earlier. As soon as he slipped inside of you, you started crying even more. As soon as he saw tears leaving your eyes, he had this cocky expression on his face. "Crying over my cock, are you now?" Beomgyu taunts. You can't respond, so you simply sniffle and hide your face into his neck. So Beomgyu slips his hand into your hair and yanks your face back, "I need to see you cry, pretty. Such a beautiful little slut for me."

Beomgyu thrusted into you from the bottom, the sounds of your ass slapping against his hips was so erotic that you were going lose it. He brushed against your sensitive spot each time he thrusted into you, and you felt the knot that was about to unravel. "Ahh— mmmh g- gonn' cummm gyu..." You moaned as he sucked more marks into your neck. "You gonna be a good girl and cum for me finally? Cum for me, you slut." Beomgyu said as he hissed into your ears.

"Fuuuuuck, I love you. Can't be without you, need to rut into you just like this." He said between grunts and whines. "C- c— cum inside me, gyuu, p- please!" As you feel his warm cum leak into you, you cum and your walls suck him in even harder as you milk him dry. He pulls you onto his lips by wrapping his hand around your neck into one long and passionate kiss as you both ride out your highs. "Did you mean that gyu? When you said you loved me?" You said as you hid your face in the crook of his warm and soft neck.

"Meant every word, darling. If this is what you meant by me picking you up for a ride, you better be prepared." He said as he kissed up your neck, licking over the dark spots blooming on your neck in colors like violet and red.

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wand3rlustm3 · 9 days

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wand3rlustm3 · 11 days

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TAEHYUN - MAGIC TRICK

Warnings: smut, fingering, sub fem!reader, childhood friends to lovers, slight size kink

Taehyun was already mesmerizing enough, simply because of the way he carried himself. Even without mentioning his perfectly crafted face, his elegant features, or the way his hair sprawled across his face each time it moved when it wasn't gelled out of the way. The way his eyes sparkled as they looked into yours even though you were both just friends, the way they looked like they were only meant to look into yours.

You and Taehyun had met each other as kids when your mom had forgotten to pick you up at school, and as tears rolled down your face, he was the only one to wipe them away despite being just as young as you. He always seemed to just know the right things to say, and growing up whenever you felt any emotion, he stuck by you and chose to make you feel better regardless of how you felt. As he grew older, his features matured, and you couldn't help but accept that what the things you felt towards him weren't as simple as platonic emotions. Was it something more? No, it couldn't be, right?

As you walked underneath the multicolored sky, with grey clouds shrouding the setting sun. You figured it would rain, and your house was farther than Taehyun's from the café you worked at. So here you found yourself once more, at the doorstep of his house. However, it started raining long before you could reach there and you ended up soaking wet as you rang the doorbell. Even though the both of you grew older, you couldn't help but want him beside you. As the lightning strikes behind you, Taehyun opens the door.

"Hey y/n, please come in! I was going to call you over, are you okay? Why are you standing outside in this storm?" said Taehyun with concern. But in your head, all you could think is how he looked at you with his sparkly eyes again. No! Don't look at me with those eyes...

"Hey...I just wanted to stop by, but it started storming before I could get here. I'm sorry for showing up randomly." You frowned and spoke with a slight pout on your face.

"Well, you gonna come in or not?" Taehyun smiled at you, wrapping his beautiful fingers around your wrist and his other around your waist. You could feel the contrast of his warm touch through your now cold and wet clothes. Of course, he was wearing one of those tight black compression tees with no sleeves. You could see each and every single vein of his. You could see his muscles bulging each time he swayed his arm while leading you in. You wondered what else he could do with those hands of his....

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Ever since the day he saw you crying at school, he never wanted you to shed another tear. He never wanted a sad expression to cover your delicate eyes that blinked a little too much when they were confused or tearing up, he never wanted your lips to shake when those very tears fell, or even the corners to droop a little. After Taehyun wrapped you in a towel and led you to his room to give you some of his spare clothes to wear, which were already oversized on him, so they fit you even looser. Taehyun couldn't explain how that made him feel. He wanted to take care of you, but a part of him wanted to ruin you. He wanted to ruin you so that no one else could have you. Just him, you'd be just his forever, but he's too scared to mess up what he has already.

"Y/n, why don't you come here? You wanna drink a little bit to warm up from how chilly it's gotten outside? Plus, we can loosen up a little and just relax. You can even sleep over since the storm probably won't subside till tomorrow morning. I have magic tricks to show you!" said Taehyun enthusiastically. "Sure Tyun, I'm up for it if you are." You say as you show him the sweetest smile. He poured both you and him a shot each, and you decided to quickly go sit on the couch he was on.

As you downed the shot and plopped down onto the couch next to him. You could see a bunch of different things laid out on his coffee table, ranging from a stack of cards to small items like a coin. "What's all this for Tyun? Learning more magic tricks?" You questioned. Inside your head, you questioned if he could make your complicated feelings for him disappear instead of any of the objects. "Yeah y/n! There's some really cool ones I have to show you." said Taehyun. When he told you that he had new tricks to show you, you didn't think it would involve so many lingering touches. You were burning up, and unfortunately, Taehyun caught onto it as usual.

You usually did tend to get hot after a shot, which was originally the reason why the both of you took a shot together. But, now you felt your blood rushing to your core because Taehyun and you were both tipsy, and you knew how clingy he got after drinking a little bit. This is exactly how you got to the position of him hovering above you on the couch as you laid down, as he pulled out yet another coin from behind your ear as you looked for where it disappeared to. "Tyun, can you show me how to do a trick?" You knew that curiosity killed the cat, so why did you ask the question you just did?

Taehyun smirked. Why is he smirking? You were going to explode, and you swore this man would be the death of you. "You know a magician never reveals his tricks....but this time I'll show you exactly how to do it." said Taehyun as he moved his face just centimeters away from yours, a hint of mischief in his voice—he continued on to say, "but you have to sit back and really relax, ok y/n? You can tell me to stop any time you want. We don't even have to do this if you don't want to."

His eyes sparkled just as much they did each time he looked at you, and you could see he meant every word he was saying. "Tyun, you know I trust you with my life, right?" Your eyes reflected his as you looked into them with just as much admiration as he did. You wanted to tell him you love him horribly in this moment, but something held you back. What if he didn't want you in that way? What if—

Suddenly, you felt his warm hand on your cheek as he pulled you into a searing, passionate, and long kiss. You felt every emotion of his, every second that he longed for you, you felt every ounce of love that he held back all these years. Everything was poured into that one kiss. You tasted the shot on his lips, but you didn't want to pull away. Your feelings for him washed over you in the most dramatic waves, and you kept kissing him until you felt each atom of oxygen leave your lungs. "Tyun, I love you. Please..."

You were so needy that you could only squeeze your thighs together and whimper. "I love you more, darling. You wanna know what my magic trick is, baby? I can make my fingers disappear." said Taehyun with that smirk of his plastered onto his perfect face once again. "W- what do you mean Tyun? Please don't tease me." You blushed and hid your face to the side of the sofa, but Taehyun just put his hand on your jaw and made you look at him.

"Baby, to learn the trick, you're going to have to watch me, right?" said Taehyun. You could have came just from him being so suggestive with you. You couldn't take him being on top of you like this any longer if he didn't do anything. He made quick work of your top and bottoms and slipped your panties off of your legs slowly. "You're so beautiful for me, all for me....only for me y/n." Taehyun breathed out in a whisper.

A moan escapes your lips as soon as you see his lips latch on to your clit, he licks a stripe up your cunt and proceeds to keep eye contact just so he can make sure you're watching how dirty he's being. "T- Tyun! Mmmh—" you whimpered pathetically, and Taehyun moaned out simply because of how beautiful you sounded as you dripped onto his faux leather couch. "Baby, I'm going to show you the main part of the trick, keep watching closely okay? You're doing amazing. You'll be great at this trick darling."

He took his ring and middle finger and played around with your slick until they coated his long and slender fingers, and he slowly slipped into you inch by inch. "Tyuuun! I can't—'s too much!" You moaned out and and teared up, it's not that it hurt, but it's that it felt too good that you felt like you'd lose your mind.

"Baby, you can take it. Take your time, I'm right here." said Taehyun as he brought his face back up to you, placed the hand gripping your hips on to your cheek, and left another long kiss with his plush and swollen lips onto yours. You tasted yourself on him, and you felt even more intoxicated and dizzy than you did after getting tipsy from that shot. "a- ahhh please Tyun...please move. Do something, please!" You begged him. After all, he couldn't ever reject a request from his princess. "At your command, darling" Taehyun said in a raspy manner.

Taehyun managed to brush against your most sensitive spot each time he moved his fingers, and it felt so good that it didn't even take him many strokes until you were screaming his name. "Tyun!! Please, I- I mmmh— cumming!!!" You mewled as tears rolled down your pretty face. Taehyun looked up at you like you were his world as you came down from your high, because you were his world.

"Told you I'd make my fingers disappear baby, think you can show me if you can make something else disappear next?" Taehyun whispered into your ear, as he proceeded to leave marks onto your neck.

The only thing he couldn't make disappear even if he could.

#kang taehyun #txt smut #txt #txt x reader #smut #taehyun txt #friends to lovers

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wand3rlustm3 · 1 month

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𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 || 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐣𝐢

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you should have known better than to trust your best friend’s brother’s kindness

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: shuji hanma x afab!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut (minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: perv(ish) hanma, petnames (bunny), a small bit of degradation, fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex/creampie

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.3k+

a/n: [f/n] = friend’s name

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃’𝐒 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄. it really sucked too because he was so incredibly hot. sometimes when you came over to their place you weren’t sure whether or not you wanted to tell him off or stare at his pretty face.

normally when you visited the hanma’s home, you avoided shuuji like the plague due to these conflicting feelings. unfortunately today that proved to be impossible. your best friend abandoned you right after you stopped by to hang out to go somewhere with their boyfriend. now you were left at at their place waiting for a ride to come pick you up.

eventually you grow bored of laying on your best friend's bed scrolling through your phone and you head out into the hallway to search for the bathroom. that’s when you passed by shuuji’s bedroom. taking a quick peak in through the crack in his door you see him playing some sort of game on his pc.

you can’t be sure how he knew you were there from all the way at his desk but shuuji suddenly snickers. “you here by yourself huh?” he asks, pausing his game to glance over at where you stand.

following being caught you jump in surprise. after a few awkward seconds you push his door open to take a step into his bedroom. “yeah um sorry. just waiting for someone to come pick me up” you explained, chewing on the inside of your cheek.

shuuji hums. “i can take you home if you want,” he offered, turning back to the screen in front of him. his words make you blink in surprise. “just gotta finish this game. you can wait in here, better than sitting in [f/n] all by yourself”.

you hesitate for a second. this generosity is completely out of shuuji’s character. you can’t remember a time where shuuji has ever done anything nice for you but with no other options you accept shuuji’s assistance before taking a seat at the end of his bed. his bedroom smells faintly of weed and cologne. it’s oddly pleasant.

“don’t you want to watch me play?” shuuji raises an eyebrow. before you can say no he’s patting a spot on his lap. “come here, you’ll get a better look from here”.

for a second time since talking to shuuji you hesitate. the idea of sitting on his thigh makes your cheeks flush but then again… maybe you’re overthinking it. he’s also your only drive so you might as well just listen to him.

standing, you slowly walk over to shuuji’s desk and carefully situate yourself on his lap. resting his chin on your shoulder so he can still get a good view at his computer, shuuji goes back to what he’s doing as if this is no big deal. meanwhile, your face is hot.

you do watch shuuji play for a bit, some kind of cod type of game, but eventually your gaze wanders down to his hands that are typing away at his keyboard. they’re so big and his fingers are so long. you would have started drooling if you weren’t afraid of him catching you.

if only you knew that shuuji was admiring you too. occasionally he’d take his eyes off the screen and his eyes would shift downward. from this position he can get a perfect view down the front of your shirt. he had been right, you did have nice tits.

shuuji’s started to have a bit of an interest in you. before you were just his siblings annoying friend who would come over and raid their fridge but lately it felt like you’ve been teasing him. your skirts got shorter, the tops you were started showing more of your cleavage, and you began wearing those cute thigh highs that perfectly hugged the soft skin of your legs. he’d be lying if he said that he hadn’t shamelessly jerked off to the thought of you.

the outfit you had on today was particularly cute. this skirt was probably the smallest one yet. on top of that you had so stupidly let hanma lure you into his bedroom. you were practically asking for what happened next.

at first you thought you might have been imagining it, shuuji’s hard cock pressing against your ass but there was no denying it when he started grinding up against you. shocked, you tried hopping out of the chair but shuuji’s hands quickly retracted from his keyboard and grabbed your hips to keep you in place. you were trapped.

“where you going, bunny?” he smirked, licking the shell of your ear. the act sends a shiver up your spine but you don’t try to wiggle out of his grasp anymore. if anything, a small part of you doesn’t want him to let you go. “you know you want it” shuuji continues to snicker. “think about it. what better way of getting back at [f/n] for leaving you hanging like that than fucking their brother”.

all you can do is whine in reply. by now he’s, with a strong grip still on your waist, guiding you along his clothed erection. the friction is making you stain your panties. it feels so good but you want more.

“shuuji, please” you beg, looking back at him with desperate eyes.

looking smug, shuuji stands so he can properly bend you over his desk. with his game long forgotten, hanma flips up your skirt to get a look at your soaked underwear. “what do we have here, bunny? is this all for me?” shuuji asks, pushing your adorable lacy panties to the side so he can tease your oozing pussy with those long fingers you had been salivating over.

slipping two digits into your heat, shuuji curls them so deliciously that you can’t stop yourself from crying out. despite how irritated you were before, you were grateful your friend wasn’t here because they would have for sure heard your lewd moans.

pumping now three fingers into your cunt, shuuji’s painful strains against the confines of his jeans. luckily you babble out a plea that gives him permission to release his aching length from its prison.

“p-please shuuji, want your cock. want you inside” you mewl, earning a groan from hanma.

“want me to fill you up, yeah? such a slutty bunny” hanma teases, pulling out his cock and rubbing his tip against your slit. with a hiss hanma pushes himself inside. shit- you’re so tight. there’s no way he can hold in his broken moans. “f-fuck yes. take it”.

your brain is so fuzzy. the next thing you register is shuuji’s balls slapping against your sensitive clit. proving that he’s still an asshole, shuuji doesn’t really give you time to adjust before he’s snapping his hips. not like you’re coherent enough to get mad. he’s only just started his brutal pace and you’re already drooling and spitting all over the surface of his desk.

“if i knew your pussy would feel this good i would have fucked you forever ago. o-oh god” shuuji stutters as you cunt grip onto him for dear life. he’s already so close but he’d be damned if he came before you did. reaching for your sensitive nub, he gives it a flick. strangled whimpers fall from your lips at all the overwhelming feelings.

“gonna cum all over this cock? yeah, make a mess for me” hanma orders as your stomach begins to tingle. his words have a bigger effect on you than you expected. just like he asks you cum with a yell of his name. hearing that helps shuuji reach his own peak. painting your insides white, shuuji stays inside of you panting for a moment.

when he does finally pull out a mix of his and your fluids are dripping down your legs and staining those thigh highs he had grown so fond of. laughing to himself, hanma moves your panties back into place without bothering to help you clean up. “come on, i can take you home now. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐒”.

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pairing: minho x virgin!reader genre: smut, angst, fluff. content: 18+ minors dni. warnings below cut. word count: 6.3k requested by: anon

summary: you’re insecure, both about being inexperienced and about revealing your body to him fully. minho asks if he can show you how much he likes you. a sickly sweet, body worship, virgin!reader smut.

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wand3rlustm3 · 9 months

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Gojo eats your pussy for his pleasure, not yours. Do you think he cares about what you want when his head his between your legs and the prettiest pussy he’s ever seen is spread out and ready to be devoured? The answer is no.

No, he doesn’t care about the way you try to push his head away after you cum for the first time. He’ll just pin your wrists to your side before taking your clit back into his mouth, craving more of your deliciously sweet slick.

No, he doesn’t care when you tell him you want to cum after he’s been edging you on for what feels like hours now, he’s hasn’t gotten his fill yet and you won’t cum until he has.

And no, he most definitely doesn’t care when you try to tell him you’re still sore from how good he fucked you earlier that day, he wants your plush thighs wrapped around his head while he fucks his tongue in and out of your wet heat, lazily dragging his tongue through your sticky folds as he collects the remnants of your previous orgasm.

The only thing he cares about is the way your slick sticks to his face and drips down his chin.

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wand3rlustm3 · 9 months

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Abyss.

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wand3rlustm3 · 9 months

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PALATE CLEANSE

getou suguru x chubby fem reader!

warning: smut, profanity

Likely spurred by the frequent natural disasters of the past year, cursed spirits were springing up like maggots.

Exorcise, absorb.

Over and over.

Exorcise.

Absorb.

No one else understands what cursed spirits taste like, It's like swallowing a dirty rag that's been used to clean up shit and vomit. Unfortunately, Suguru knows what they taste like all too well, and after continuously absorbing these curses, he loses his appetite.

Sometimes, what Suguru needs is a palate cleanse, and it just so happens to be you. It's not hard to believe that Suguru sends you a voice message before he gets home to put on his favorite pair of crotchless lingerie that just so happens to highlight his palate cleanser.

"I want you on the bed with your beautiful thick thighs spread for me before I get home, darling."

His voice made you realize how exhausted he was, but at the same time, the slight rasp made you wet without a single touch. You knew what would happen if you disobeyed Suguru, especially on a day like this. You take a quick shower and get dressed for the man who is about to ruin you. You stand in the mirror and see how the lingerie hugs your curves before you run to the bed and sit with your legs spread wide open, just how Suguru likes them.

As soon as you hear the front door open, your anticipation grows for what will come next. Suguru does not say much, but his eyes speak for him when he sees you on the bed. He ravages you with his eyes, and he is so glad that your pussy isn't covered by the lace. After all, he'd have to rip it off.

"Oh my... you're dripping for me, aren't you, baby?"

Suguru grabs you by your plush thighs and leaves trails of kisses on the inside. Suguru laps at your cunt like a starved dog, and he almost cums from how much he enjoys it. He loudly groans against you, and the vibrations from his low voice make you grind on his face. The room is filled with lewd sounds as your wetness drips down your legs. However, you'd be a fool to think he'd leave behind a single drop. He sucks and licks you at a pace that has you cumming over and over again, and after the 3rd orgasm, you're overstimulated, shaking and begging him to stop. But, if you're his good girl, you'll sit and take what he gives you.

"Darling, I know you can give me one more."

Suguru says as his face glistens, giving his puffy lips one lick before diving right back in.

#geto suguru #suguru geto #jujutsu kaisen smut #suguru x reader #getou suguru x reader #smut #thick reader #chubby reader

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should we just keep driving? ; gojo satoru

masterlist (my new blog)

summary: you run into problems on your road trip and gojo has plans to make you forget all of them

pairing: gojo x fem!reader

warnings: language, nsfw content (fingering, semi-public sex, unprotected sex)

word count: 2.9k

a/n: unhinged behavior is me writing this while listening to a nanami playlist. who do i love more? i shall never know

Gojo doesn’t drive.

You’ve long accepted the fact that the day Gojo Satoru takes the wheels the ground beneath will crumble like stale cookies. Still, that doesn’t mean you’re not bothered having to be driving him around all the time.

Usually, Ijichi has the pleasure of escorting and chasing after Gojo around town. But on off-duty days, such as this one, it’s your job.

It’s not that you didn’t want to go to Disneyland. If anything, you wanted it just as much as the silly blonde you call your boyfriend. Maybe that’s precisely why you shook off the thick, gray clouds clumping together in the sky.

It’s only a thirty minute drive in ideal conditions. You’ll beat the rain.

But then again, when has driving with Gojo ever been ideal?

When you’re supposed to be out the door, he’s in the kitchen, giving onigiris some Mickey ears. When you’re supposed to be half way through with your trip, he’s somewhere in the closet, conducting something that can be considered an excavation to find the exact pair of sunglasses he wanted. Three space mountain rides later, Gojo’s yellow-tinted sunglasses are finally resting on the bridge of his nose.

You’re so behind on schedule that you just shove him into the passenger seat and hurry yourself in, completely missing the odd whirring underneath the hood. The sound is lost in the humming of tires on the road, hurried footsteps crossing the sidewalks and muffled music bleeding through department store windows. But it cannot be more recognizable in the tranquil outskirts of the city.

You want to believe you’re hallucinating, that maybe it’s the sky or the car next to you. So you turn to the man next to you.

“Hey, do you hear that?”

Gojo perks up, pushing his lollipop aside to answer you. “Hear what?”

Huh, maybe you were hallucinating after all.

“Nevermind.” Wait. Did you see that right? You take another glance. Your eyes don’t lie. The lollipop you’ve been saving for occasions like this is now in his mouth. “Hey! Is that mine?”

Before Gojo can answer, the engine sputters. The little symbol that you dread lights up — Check engine. With what's left of its energy, you manage to steer the car into the emergency lane. You pull the handbrake and get out of the car, leaving Gojo behind.

His curious gaze follows you as you’re standing in front of the car with your hands anchored on your hips. A heavy sigh leaves your lips and you shake your head.

In the car, Gojo waves his lollipop, gesturing for you to come over. You return to the driver’s side. He leans over your seat, easily reaching the button with his long arm.

“What’s wrong?” he asks once your face comes clearly into view.

“The car gave up. I’ll just pop the hood and check it out.”

Gojo opens the door for you. You hold it and bend down to find the rectangular lever that will release the hood. Just as your fingers close around it, you feel wetness on your back. You shiver as it slides down your spine. Water. Your brain doesn’t fully register what it is until the sky rumbles and shakes the earth. Sheets of rain sweep across the ground, covering a good amount of you before you could scramble back into your seat.

The leftover air from the AC turns your clothes into ice against your skin. You’re not going to get your long-awaited vacation and you’re also going to get sick.

“Fuck,” you whisper, closing your eyes and taking a shaky breath.

“Fuck, indeed.”

Your eyes open, regaining their focus slowly. Dangling in front of your face is the tan button-up that Gojo was wearing. He’s now only in a white t-shirt, a big smile on his face. Of course he would jump at the chance of taking his clothes off.

“Wear this. You can dry your clothes in the back seat.”

You don’t give it another thought, taking his shirt and twirling a finger in the air. “Turn around.”

“But babe…”

You shake your head. “I’m still annoyed at you. Turn around.”

He mumbles something underneath his breath but he obeys, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

The moment your fingers hook onto the seam of your shirt, everything turns dark. Outside the windows, you see ink bleeding down thin air into a thick dome surrounding the car. You grin. He’s put on a Veil just so you can change out of your clothes.

“If I don’t get to look, no one else does,” he says. You can practically hear the pout on his lips.

You peel your shirt and shorts off quickly and replace them with his shirt. It’s already oversized on him so on you, it’s a dress.

“Are you done-” You lean over and give him a peck on the cheek before he’s able to finish his question.

“Thanks.” Your lips brush the shell of his ear. “That was very considerate of you.”

Gojo is very cool and calm but after that, he can’t help but blush. He masks it with a quick laugh as the veil melts away outside. “No big deal, really,” he says. But you would recognize that subtle rosy shade on the apples of his cheeks anywhere.

Quite adorable, if you have to admit.

You return to your seat, picking up your phone to look for your mechanic’s number. “Do you think you could power this car with cursed energy?” you muse. “We’d get there in like 5 minutes.”

“Ah, I wish. You would have to take me everywhere you go.”

“Ha! I’d rather take the bus.”

He’s pouting again but this time, he’s looking straight at you. You seem to have no problem being cruel to him today. Making him turn away, telling him you’d rather take the bus with a bunch of strangers rather than spend time with him. Everything came so naturally.

And just why might that be?

If Gojo were to really analyze the situation, he supposes he’s been a little too easy with you lately.

Well, then, it’s high time for some revenge.

“Aha! Bingo!” You hit dial, putting the phone up to your ear. “Don’t worry. We’ll be rescued in no time.”

He’s back to focusing on his strawberry lollipop. “I never said I was worried.” When you’re looking, he takes a particularly long and slow lick. He closes his lips around the candy and then, he pulls it out with a wet pop.

Gojo knows his plan has succeeded when your eyes refuse to look away. Not even for a second. You’re chewing on your lips, too. There really is no other way.

With a mischievous grin splattered across his face, he bends over your body. You’re clueless as to what he’s trying to do until you feel your seat sliding all the way back. One hand holds onto your seat and acts as an anchor for Gojo to swing himself over.

He’s kneeling on the floor, looking up into your eyes with his impossibly blue ones. You look at the lollipop’s hanging between two of his fingers. And back into his eyes. “What are you about to do?”

“I’m going to kiss you, of course,” he admits blatantly, tucking the lollipop behind your ear.

Gojo takes your cheeks into his hands and your mouth into his. He tastes refreshingly tangy, like a field of strawberries in early summer. But his lips are much sweeter than the lollipop he was sucking on. Your free hand finds his platinum hair easily, the strands silky and soft as you tug him away.

Gojo sits back on his heels. “Hm, what’s the matter, princess?”

You ignore the fuzzy feeling in the pit of your stomach. ‘Princess’ always does something to you. And this bastard knows it. “We’re in the middle of the road!”

“When has that ever stopped us before?”

You give him a flat look. “I was only changing and you were pulling the Veil out. Now you’re telling me—”

“Hello, how may I help you?”

Your eyes go wide. In the panic, your thumb hovers over the red button with full intentions to hang up. It’s going to take a long time for the tow truck to get here. Not to mention the lightning slicing the sky in half and the merciless rain beating down anything in its path.

You’ll deal with Gojo and then, this car.

You nod to yourself about your bulletproof plan. But the bullet you didn’t anticipate is sitting right in front of you, smirking like he knows exactly what you’re going to do.

“Don’t tell me you’re going to hang up, baby.” he coos. “Now, where’s the fun in that? Answer it.”

“Hello? Is anyone there?”

Gojo raises his brow, daring you not to answer. You sigh. The things you would do for this man.

You clear your voice and proceed to stare out the window at the side of the mountain. “Oh, hi!” You ignore the gentle circles he has begun to rub on your hips. But you can’t ignore the warm wet kiss pressed against your neck.

“Go on,” he commands, hands tightening round your thighs.

“My car just broke down in the middle of the road—” You let out a gasp as his hand travels up your body and is now unclasping your bra. When did he unbutton the shirt?

Clearly, Gojo understands the confusion in your eyes. In response, he winks, throwing your clothes onto the passenger’s seat.

“Are you okay, ma’am?”

You bite down on your lip, trying hard to suppress a moan as his large hands find your breast, squeezing and kneading relentlessly. It only gets tougher to be quiet when the ministrations of his lips start. “Yes, I am. Ah –” He rolls your skin into his mouth, sucking on it and then, sinks his teeth in. “Sorry. Uh — How fast can you get here with your truck?”

“It’s really difficult to get anyone out in this weather, I’m afraid. Would you be able to wait?”

A finger ghosts over your folds, rubbing gently, but with enough pressure to make your head go dizzy.

You lean into his touch, desperate for some real friction. That silent request seems to line up perfectly with what he’s about to do anyways. He has no issue lending you his finger. Though, he’s taking his damn sweet time, pushing and pulling at the pace of a snail.

You rest your temple against the cold glass windows for some relief, having forgotten completely about the mechanic’s question and the mechanic being right on the other line.

Lucky for you, before you could give anything away, the person on the other line speaks up, “Ma’am?”

“Yeah!” you say loudly, compensating for the previous silence. “I’m willing to wait. That’s fine.”

But you win some and you lose some.

His eyes look emerald through the yellow glasses. It brings out the ambitious, determined, unrelenting side of him. The side that has no problem saying, “You’d be willing to wait, huh? Wait, then.”

Everything stops. Snail’s pace or not, at least you had something. Now, you’re left sprawled out, pathetically slick and wanting. You know you walked yourself right into that one. Still, that doesn’t change the fact that it’s humiliating, enraging and unnecessarily evil.

“Give me a second,” you say to your phone and press mute, no longer bothered to wait for confirmation. “Gojo Satoru! I’m going to fucking murder you!”

He shakes his head, clicking his tongue. “Threats are not going to get you anywhere, baby girl. Begs, on the other hand?” He grins. “That’s my weakness.”

You roll your eyes. If only he wasn’t so damn good with his hands. You close your eyes and when they reopen again, you make sure you give him the best puppy eyes you’ve got. “Please, please, I want you. I just want you alone. I don’t want to be quiet anymore.”

“Ah, well,” he throws his head back in a careless, airy laugh. “Who could say no to that? Finish your call and get in the back.”

You have never been so impatient to get off of a call before. You mumbled a brief description of your address and then you were jumping at the chance of bidding goodbyes. They were in the middle of instructing you on something but you couldn’t, for the life of you, focus on that right now. The grip you had on your phone was so tight, you were scared it would snap in two when you finally let go.

In the backseat, Gojo has finished the lollipop. You didn’t even notice when he took it back. He’s in the middle of taking off his shirt when he catches you looking. Backlit by the purple lightning stabbing the sky and dragging its sharp blade across, he looks menacing and ethereal at the same time.

Now, you’re not exactly an expert on how that could be. You just know you can’t waste any more time.

“You better make this worth it,” you say before joining him in the back.

He wraps his hands around your waist. “Oh, when have I ever left you unsatisfied?” Gojo kisses you, pushing the shirt off your shoulders so that you’re completely undressed.

His nose brushes your collar bone for a split second as his lips caress your chest. “You smell like me. What a lucky bastard I am.”

That’s pride you hear.

You lay back into the seat, head prompted against the door. Gojo returns to your lips, tongue delving into your mouth. You hear his belt unbuckling and then falls to the ground with a click. All the while, his lips never left yours.

“Satoru,” you moan out when he lowers his tip into you. Just the tip and you feel like you could come undone already.

He laughs. “Satoru, now. Is it?” With that, he pushes you down a little farther, a little farther until there’s absolutely no space between your bodies. “That was very quick, baby. You must be enjoying yourself.” Gojo grabs onto your ass when there’s no response. “Are you?”

“Y–Yeah,” you pant, pushing your forehead into the crook of his neck.

“Want me to go a little faster?”

You nod immediately, eyes squeezed shut and hands gripping around his biceps in anticipation.

“Your request is my command.”

Gojo is the type of man to take that to heart. He pushes himself up with the palms of his hand and then drops back down. This time you feel his dick much deeper than before, hitting all the spots, ticking all your boxes.

After all, he’s got every inch of you memorized.

“My baby is taking me so well,” he says between groans. “Feel so good around me. How am I to go anywhere without you?”

You’re clawing at his back, pulling him closer to you by the hair. Motivates him even more to be ruthless with his thrusts.

“You’re not supposed to, remember?” You muster all the remaining strength you’ve got to not stutter.

Gojo agrees whole-heartedly. “That’s right, darling. That’s it. You’ve got it.”

His thumb circles your sensitive nub, pushing you a little closer towards the edge of the precipice. It won’t take much more to have you crumble.

Same goes for Gojo. You’re clenching so deliciously around him, making every little movement difficult.

But if there’s one thing you should know about him is that once his mind is made, there’s nothing that can change it. And he’s set on making you cum first.

“You’ve been a good girl,” he says. “Driving me everywhere, waiting for me so patiently, playing my games.” You whine when he throws your legs over his muscular shoulders. “Let me indulge you.”

He leans close to your ear, stopping his pace for a blink so he could whisper, “Let it all go for me, won’t you?”

You heave a long breath before letting all inhibitions evaporate into thin air. Couple more thrusts and your back’s arched, your body pushing against his in a broken cry.

He smiles when you lie back down, your head limp against the leather seat. Gojo wipes the sweat from your forehead, pressing a soft kiss on your temple. He wraps you in his shirt, buttoning it up.

Once you’ve gathered your breath, you turn to him. “You didn’t—you didn’t cum?”

He shakes his head. Still smiling though.

You push yourself up. The look in your eyes is one he wishes he could commission into a painting. “Then why did you stop?”

He nods towards the phone you’ve recklessly abandoned in the driver’s seat. Its screen lit up with an unknown number.

“Truck’s here.”

A string of curse words leaves your mouth as you scramble to sit up and find the rest of your clothes. You will wear them even if they’re soaked in rain. But they’re gone.

You specifically recall Gojo throwing them all onto the passenger’s seat earlier. “Where are my—”

“Here you go. I made them all dry for you.”

You take your clothes from his hand. Just like he said, they’re all dry. That’s impossible, they were just soaked.

You look back at Gojo who’s fully dressed and getting out of the car. The Veil stops him from getting soaked in the rain.

This bastard could have dried your clothes in a blink and he chose not to.

He’s fucking lucky you love him.

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