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Need sukuna in racer au 😩

REWARDS FROM A RACER

a/n: more of smut than him being a racer …. im not opposed to doing a ‘how they met’ ngl

wc: 2.1k

warnings: ooc sukuna, dom!sukuna, lewd declarations in public, he’s a little mean and calls you ‘whore’, ‘slut’, praise, degradation, pet names, car sex, semi-public sex, oral (m! receiving), light face-fucking, unprotected sex, riding, p → v penetration, clit stimulation, dash of daddy kink, creampie / breeding kink, n*sfw under the cut

“doll, c’mon, we don’t have much time till the race starts.” 

“i know, ’kuna! give me a minute, ’m just tightening the screws on the crankshaft.” you already hear the joke from miles away, a soft chuckle comes after he mumbles “heh, shaft” and you resist the urge to roll your eyes while stifling a smile. it seems like sukuna had enough of waiting for you in the driver’s seat, so he meets you at the front of the car where the hood is popped.

if anyone told you sukuna was someone who would’ve made time for anyone else but himself, you would laugh in their face because when had ryomen “king of curses” sukuna ever thought about anyone but himself? he had all that he could have: a ’66 Ford GT40 (that he named king of curses — a tad bit goofy, he knows), girls on his arm, first place for every race he took part in. he was untouchable.

but during a night in the midst of a drag race he saw you outside a club, barely catching a glimpse of you shoving off a man who couldn’t take no for an answer. he wasn’t surprised to see kenjaku — another racer from another region and someone who he had an infamous rival with — laugh when he had come to your rescue, cut off when the king of curses landed a clean hit to the other’s face. sukuna made sure you were okay after the whole debacle, but he also fucked you silly to show you how a man should really be treating you.

it was the only race he ever lost.

“sometimes i forget how much shit you put up with when you’re with me,” sukuna grins, a sneaky hand moving from your waist to your ass to squeeze it, “fixing my engine like an obedient little girl.”

you simply turn to him with a bored expression, but you can’t deny the throb between your legs when he talks to you like that, “glad you’re self aware, ’kuna.”

“smart mouth you have there, hm?” sukuna pulls you even closer against his front and you can already feel the half-hard bulge there. he’s always hard before a race, too. that you know, because it’s an emerging characteristic of his that you’re not opposed to because sukuna ends up pounding into you in his driver’s seat once the race is finished. he just can’t help the adrenaline, can’t he?

“guess i’ll just have to ruin you,” sukuna cuts off your next reply with a messy kiss, swallowing the soft moans that leave your mouth at the temporary relief you’re getting from grinding on him, “later.”

you scoff, feigning annoyance, “yeah, yeah, i know. you never miss a race.”

sukuna just smiles, smacking your ass slyly and makes his way to the driver’s seat before you have time to gasp, simply raising an eyebrow (“don’t tell me you didn’t like that?”) when you slap his chest later in the passenger seat.

“oh god, he’s going to do that thing again right?” beside you are the other more prominent racers of tokyo, the famous four excluding sukuna. gojo is the one who asked the question, nudging you with a grin that’s got you groaning into your hands. slowly, you nod.

across from you is sukuna in his Ford GT40, shouting with his windows rolled down, “i’m gonna fuck you so good after i win this race, princess!” and while you’re turned on at the prospect, you’re also wincing at how everyone whoops and cheers because he does this in every race. it never gets old, though, just as the laughter of the other four floods your ears.

“do you really have to scream it every time?” you lean down to the window once the two cars are at the starting line, running a hand through his mildly sweaty locks. his perspiration is a little pink from the dye he’s used to top up the colour of his hair and you jokingly wipe your wet hands on his top.

sukuna grabs your wrist, pulling you gently to give you a noisy, sloppy kiss, his words whispered against your lips, “they have to know how you scream every night.”

you tsk with a laugh, hand reaching down to palm his dick that makes him grunt, “give ’em hell, baby.”

and he definitely makes the other wish he never was born. sukuna likes to play dirty, bumping into the rear of the other when he’s behind, sending a middle finger to the racer when he passes him, it’s part of why your boyfriend tends to prefer solitude because he’s not on everyone’s good side.

with skidding tires, sukuna finishes with a dashing grin, but he’s so focused on you that he doesn’t realise the crowd around him, some reaching forward to congratulate him, others wanting to touch his car. the racer barks out before anyone can violate his ride.

“oi, you fuckin’ idiots dare touch my car and i swear i’ll fuck up yours.”

beside you, geto mutters out a yeesh while gojo just giggles, patting your shoulder before you bid goodbye to the famous four. the crowd makes way for you, naturally, when you walk towards his car, because what kind of mental person willingly dates sukuna? they follow your figure as you make your way to him, swaying your hips for everyone to see, but you hardly care when all you can fixate on is his promise to you before every race starts.

and all he does that night is fulfil his promise, whisking you away from the cramped parking lot and into the late tokyo roads, whizzing past street lamps and cop cars and howling at the top of his voice. he loves it, he loves you and you see it every time he drives you home after a late night race and every time he noisily drives up to you when someone’s bothering you.

sukuna loves your body, too, because all you know later on is his cock in your mouth on a quiet, remote mountain used for drifting. with the winter season approaching, it was desolate, except for the way your head bobs up and down on his length, which hardens even more inside your mouth.

“that’s it, fuckkk yes.” sukuna groans, a hand clutching onto the leather of his seat while the other finds purchase in your hair, pulling on your locks till it hurts. with his hips moving erratically paired with the soreness in your jaw, it’s really the only thing you can concentrate on in an awkward position while hovering over the stick shift. “suck like the dirty cockslut you are.”

“’kuna, mmfhh—!” your hands rush to find his thighs on a particularly deep thrust, tip hitting the back of your throat and you look up at sukuna through teary lashes and breathe through your nose before he lets you off briefly. but your mouth is too warm just like how your pussy feels and sukuna forces your head onto him again.

sukuna groans when he lets you do your own thing, mouth taking half of him while your hands help you with the other, alternating between taking sucking the bottom of his cock and lapping at his tip, continuing to flutter your lashes at him.

“stick out your tongue f’me, doll,” he manages to choke out a moan, grabbing his cock to slap it on your tongue (it’s so heavy that you moan), making lewd sounds before he starts thrusting again, feeling every inch of your mouth with no time to warn you of his impending orgasm until the car is filled with his incessant groans and grunts, hips faltering at how your mouth just keeps sucking. “fuck— i’m cumming.” sukuna spills unexpectedly, shooting his cum deep down your throat and you moan around his shaft. he’s not laughing now, focused solely on getting every last bit of cum into your system as he tilts his head back in utmost pleasure. 

“take all of it,” his movements slow down, admiring how you look like you worship him with a lax mouth and pleading eyes, and he knows you do, but before that he’s ensuring you know that his worship of you overtakes yours by miles, pulling you impatiently to his seat before dragging your panties to the side. the other likes it when you wear skirts, easy access he says, licking his lips in anticipation when he sees how the fabric sticks to your cunt from how wet you were, leaving a string of arousal that snaps once it’s far enough.

“well? what’re you waiting for?” sukuna raises an eyebrow, a small chuckle leaving him when you mumble out a i’m getting to it! as you gather the slick leaking from your needy pussy. the feel of his mushroom tip against your clit is gratifying and you line him up before sinking down slowly. even after taking him multiple times, his size always makes your eyes widen and jaw drop at the stretch, incoherent whimpers leaving as he watches you take all nine inches of him.

“s’kuna, f-fuck…” you wrap your arms around his neck, suddenly shy at being so spread open for him to see, “s’big, you’re so big!” he hums, pressing little kisses down the side of your face while kneading your ass, plush thighs nestled around his pelvis so cutely that he appreciates your brief pause before you start riding him — because he can’t resist cumming when he sees you crying on top of him, trying his best to prolong the way you feel around him.

“i know i’m big, but you’re taking me so well, aren’t you, baby?” sukuna coos, holding your eyes that struggle to stay open as you bounce on his thick cock, ass meeting his hips in noisy pap’s as you flood his car with whining pleas of him filling you to the brim. there’s a white ring of pre-cum at the base of his shaft where your juices mix, dripping down the hilt and onto his balls, definitely soaking his leather seats. “just a whore for me to fuck stupid, yea?”

you nod frantically, babbling to no one as you throw your head back, pussy clenching when his lips meet your tits and he sucks hard on your nipples, flicking his tongue around your buds before moving to the other. “got so t-tight from me doing that,” sukuna laughs, wrapping a hand ’round your chin to force you to look at him. lips pursed, eyes blown wide from his cock in your cunt, hair sticking to your forehead, he swear he could cum deep in you right there and then.

“you love how i stretch you out?” he then yanks your head down to make you watch how your pelvis meets his, juices spurting in all directions by how wet you were. it truly was a sight, how his cock disappears into you and reappears, thighs burning from how fast you were bouncing on him.

“love it s’much, daddy,” you whine, eyes rolling to the back of your skull as you grab his free hand, bringing it to your neglected clit that’s been throbbing all night, “but i n-need you here, s’kuna…” and when he starts to rub circles into your puffy clit, you jolt at the feeling, screaming out obscenities at the sensations that overwhelm your body. he knows you’re getting tired and close, too.

so he shocks you by thrusting up, your body immediately halting to receive the way he rails into you and while your muscles are still cramping, it’s infinitely better than riding him. with his thrusts and his hand on your clit, you can already feel the coil in your stomach turning as your body slumps against him, “daddy!”’s spilling from your lips with mixed wanton moans. “that’s it, a good little slut who’s taking daddy’s cock, fuck—”

“so warm, and tight,” within seconds, his thrusts are irregular when you start to clench around him again, high-pitched whines filling his ears before you reach your high with a slack jaw and trembling thighs, body lined with sweat. but it’s the way your cum leaks down his length that gets sukuna releasing after you, the familiar pleas of wanting his cum deep in your cunt. he does just that, grunting into your neck when his hips thrust deeply before he releases his hot, thick semen into your pussy, gushing out because there’s just so much.

“love it when i breed my girl,” he mutters with a laugh breathlessly while you’re moaning softly at how he’s still spilling into you, overflowing cum leaking from your cunt even when he’s still inside. sukuna grins when your hips never really stop, still continuing to grind aimlessly.

“love my sweet girl who can’t think of anything but getting fucked stupid.”

what is left between the sun and moon.

oneshot warnings ; fem!reader, suggestive language, creampie, breeding kink (implied), praise, slow yet also rough sex, overstimulation, teasing, etc.

summary — you mindlessly asked muzan, “what do you plan to do post-recovery?” to which he foolishly spoke the truth. “i want you to ride me.”

it was early morning, dusk pooled beneath the window’s covers, barely enveloping the dark room in a small light.

you were nothing more than a mere maid for the ubuyashiki family, set to care for lord muzan's needs. whether that be bringing him tea, or bathing him, you cared for most, if not all, his demands.

your footsteps were soft, barely audible as you entered the room he lay in. you set before him a simple bowl of soup, your head hanging low as you sat yourself to your knees. "thank you." he softly spoke, his gaze stuck to a window not far from him.

since the day you were assigned to care for lord muzan, you two have grown to be fond of one another. he spoke to you with a rather gentle, and soothing tone. your long talks turned into something more, and before you knew it, your heart had begun to swell with love. it was absolute, your feelings, yet undesirably foolish. he was a sick man, and you were nothing more than a maid, disposable at any moment.

though your heart spoke such words, such sentiments, that it was becoming hard to ignore.

"lord muzan," you softly spoke, his head turned to look a you. "what do you have planned post-recovery?" at such words, his shadowed eyes seemed to light up barely.

you had seemed to be the only one who actively accepted his recovery, despite all the casualties this illness has brought, you still believed—held onto hope for his convalescence.

muzan was touched.

he said no words as a slight smile came to his face, he extended merely one hand to grab your wrist.

"might i show you?"

you looked at him as he held your wrist, eyes wide and an expression that could only be explained as shocked. with careful movements, you nodded.

at your approval, the man had pulled you impossibly closer. his sudden strength made you gasp as he pulled you to sit on his lap. muzan looked up at you, his long hair covering parts of his face. he was pretty, undeniably so.

he moved a hand up to clasp your waist, his touch was lingering, it made you twitch in his hold.

"ride me."

his words sent chills down your spine, your cheeks lit up to that of a rosy pink color. "i may be ill, but im far from stupid. i see the way you look at me."

"lord muzan—”

he turned his head to the side a little, a curious smirk to his face. "don't tell me... have i assumed wrongly?"

you could only sit on his lap and stare down at him with wide eyes. everything felt hot, your thighs felt tingly, and before you knew it, you were melting into both his and yours dirty urges. beginning with the dress you wore, you slowly began to unbutton it, then your bra was next.

you were now completely exposed and naked upon the ill man. muzan traced his hand up your bare body, his touch almost hoarse, fiery. all until he reached your bare chest. muzan groped you, his eyes filled with a needful curiosity.

as he continued touching and playing with your nipples, you directed your attention lower. pushing the covers aside to get to muzan's yukata, you then undid that, now staring at his cock nervously. he suddenly pinched you, your back arch within his lap as you whined lightly.

"carry on. don't just stare."

you gently took ahold of his member, squeezing it lightly. muzan groaned at your touch, he couldn't help but sink in the comfort of pillows behind him. "yeah... just like that."

you slowly jerked muzan off, at times even pressing your thumb to his tip—running it along his slit and spreading the precum that ran down his cock all over. "like this?"

"mhm," he hummed, pressing his hips forward a little, "faster." he could barely gasp out, you followed his every demand, fastening your pace with your hand, right before you moved his cock to your cunt, pressing it barely at your entrance.

"fuck... yes." he gasped barely, gazing up at your naked body, his eyes were the brightest you've come to see. filled with need, and infatuation. you chewed on your lip as you faltered barely.

you sunk down on his cock, your eyes going wide at the sudden burn.

"it h-hurts." you whined, moving your hand up to bite on your thumb. muzan breathed heavily as he looked at you. he raised his hand to push your hair behind your ear.

"take your time."

at his words, you slowly sunk down fully. your sanity had become fogged at the feeling, now in a world of pure bliss, your body began to move at its own degree. pleasure shot all throughout you as you bounced lightly. muzan shuttered as you helplessly rode him, he could only sit there and bite back his desperate moans. muzan was needy for you, even balls deep inside you. his swollen cock kissed your cervix, making you whine as you sped up your pace.

muzan whimpered, catching you off guard. of course-its only been a dirty fantasy played out in your head, but hearing it truly made your cunt spasm around him.

"gonna fuck you everyday from now on," muzan breathlessly moaned. you moved your hands to grab onto his knees from the behind as he grabbed your waist firmly to fuck you from the below. you nearly had hearts in your eyes as he did so.

"y-you don't understand," you whined, a small smile coming to your lips as you bounced alongside his thrusts from the below, "how many times ive touched myself thinking about this moment."

muzan laughed as slapping sounds echoed throughout the room, his stamina was depleting but it all felt too good, "yeah? have you now?" he was too caught up in the moment to fully process how hard he was fucking you.

suddenly sentivty shoots all throughout your body, the spasms of your cunt enveloping his cock told muzan all that he needed to know. you were close, and so was he. his thrusts began to slur, and a small sweat broke out on his forehead.

jerking his hips into your own, muzan let out one last breathy moan before he came all inside you. cum began to leak out of your cunt, though muzan showed no signs of slowing down.

your stomach unraveled at the feeling, and you were suddenly twitching in his lap, you moaned out his name one last time at your orgasm before muzan began to slow his pace. he fucked his cum into you with two last thrusts before completely relaxing into the soft covers behind him.

"dont want it leaking out..." lord muzan mumbled, you could only stare at him with tinted cheeks as he did so. “you're mine, from this point on, after all.”

Synopsis: Running out of food in the middle of the sea, lucky are the Straw Hats for being near a marine base...during that time of the year where government dogs gather up for the ballroom, and admirals show up last for a dance contest. Now you're on a mission with Luffy to rob them clean of their food stocks and make it out alive.

CW: f!reader, originally a request by @chibiluluffy for a black reader, reader is lightly described as very attractive & similar to Hancock + Nami in personality, reader has infinity power (basically gojo in the op universe lol), reader breaks a few bones here and there hehe, needy kisses from Luffy, jealous Luffy, quickie in the shark submerge yay.

The gut wrenching sound of a bone being crushed reverberated the empty halls of the ballroom. 

Your heel dug into the back of the unknown marine boy as you held his now twisted arm in your gloved hand, your head turned to search for Luffy; sighing heavily, your digits loosen their hold, letting the passed out marine flop on the floor. Cupping the sides of your breasts with each hand, your palms slid down your curves as if to brush away nonexistent dirt from having touched the marine. 

“Now, where did he go?” Your features scrunched into a frown. “I guess it can’t be helped with this delicious aroma,” you murmur, shrugging. 

After taking it upon you to drag away the marine into a random room, you tied him up to prevent any more problems by leaving him free. 

“We have about three hours then we leave,” is what you told Luffy.

It has been an hour since you snuck with Luffy, there was less than two hours left, then it will be time to unite with the crew. With a hoist of your wrist to read your watch, you hum; you still had more than enough time to wander around before the admirals arrive for their little dance contest. 

First, the most important part is that you have to find this idiot of a captain. Second, you seduce the poor guards, then knock them out, and take their wallets for Nami. Lastly, you rob their food stocks for the crew. If it all works in your favor; you’ll make it out unharmed before Kizaru and Akainu arrive. 

The clicking sound of your heels bounced off the walls for you had made it around a random corner. “This place is complex,” you groaned. 

Too many corridors, your goal of finding Luffy was unnecessarily prolonged by the endless passages you had to go through. 

Two deep voices, of what seemed to be strolling guards, they echoed through the hall that you were about to round into. Smirking as you chuckle, you pat your hair, straightening your form, and with an extra push to your breasts—you wait for them to halt in front of you. Coming face to face with the puzzled men, you caught the rosy tint that painted their cheeks as they let their unabashed gazes traverse your physique. 

“Hello you two,” you spoke in a sultry voice. “I seem to have lost my way.” You stepped closer to one of them, trailing your fingers up his chest before resting an index under his chin. 

He gulps thickly, licking his lips as sweat beads accumulated between the folds of his scrunched skin. 

“Could you lead me to the kitchen?“ batting your lashes prettily, “pretty please?” you added. 

“Y-yeah! Yes, of course I can!” the marine exclaimed. His eyes were almost mistaken for hearts while his partner winced with a nudge of his elbow. You could tell that he was fighting the urge to give into his hungry eyes, unlike the idiot who already fell into your trap. Your brows furrowed briefly, you had to do something about that one. 

Letting your thumb brush over his bottom lip, his knees wobbled, smiling like a goober in love. 

“Let’s go?” You lock your arm with his own, pulling him to move forward as he mindlessly babbles incomprehensible love words. 

His partner was quietly watching the idiot who was leaning into your random touches, you let them walk you until you spotted the massive doors of the kitchen. Your eyes went wide for a brief moment, spotting your wanted poster, along Luffy’s—they both stuck out at the top of the board near the doors. 

Unforeseen trouble was going to erupt if these two noticed.

You caught a quick glimpse of the quiet marine, his hand was sliding into his pocket to reach for the emergency snail. 

“Oh, no you won’t,” you growled. You twist to crack the lovestruck idiot’s arm, causing an ear piercing scream to erupt from the depths of his chest. Aghast, the other stumbled on his feet as he fell on his behind, his hands fumbled with his pocket whilst desperately trying to grab the snail. You brusquely raised your leg to smash his face into the floor. Huffing in irate, you glance at the janitor’s room; letting out a sigh as you drag them inside. 

They were both out cold from shock, and pain. Quickly, you dug around their pockets to collect every berry you could find, then stuffing them between your breasts.

Lucky me. 

After finishing the job of bonding them with the random cloths; you skipped merrily towards the kitchen. 

Peeking to search for the insatiable fool, he was exactly there, just as you expected from him. He chomped and swallowed all there was to serve, the staff were clapping while cheering in awe at how he could handle that much food. Nobody had noticed his identity in the disguise you had forced him into. 

“BACK TO WORK EVERYONE! THE ADMIRALS ARE ARRIVING SOONER THAN EXPECTED!” A woman yells loudly, causing the staff to panic as they rush back to work—leaving Luffy alone in the corner to continue stuffing himself.

His eyes lit up when they caught yours, almost opening his mouth to scream out your name before earning a threatening glare with a finger over your lips. He frowned, sulking in his seat childishly.

A soft gasp slipped past your lips as a girl, who seemed to be younger than you, walked to stand right in front of you. 

“G-guests shouldn’t be here!” she stutters timidly, making an idea glow in your head. 

“Oh I’m sorry. I was sent to rate the food quality, but I seem to be lost,” you said, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear with a soft smile. Her face darkens a deep red, her shoulders tensed, and her lips thinned into nothing but a line. 

She is nervous.

“I can show you the way there, please follow me!” She bowed to show her respect before opening the door to walk next to you. You motioned for Luffy to follow behind, and he more than happily wasted no second in doing so. He walked quietly behind you, his hand eagerly reaching towards your gloved one to hold onto it. 

“Uhm, miss?” 

“Yes?” 

“Oh! Uhm—nothing! It’s nothing, please never mind me. I’m sorry.” She clutches the hem of her apron, tilting her head down as she bit her lip. 

“If you have something to say, then do it,” you cock a brow at her with a blank expression. 

The girl gasps, raising her hands to wave them around, and with a shaky voice she speaks, “nonono it’s really nothing…you’re just—you’re really pretty,” she turns her head away in abashment. She jumped at the loud cackle from Luffy, seeming to have just noticed him.

“You’re annoying, I don’t like you!” He laughs harder. An irate nerve protruded from your forehead as you turn around to whack his head. “Be nice,” you said. Pointing a finger at him in a threatening manner before turning to smile at the frightened girl. “Don’t mind this idiot. Thank you, cutie,” you pinch her cheek. 

Upon reaching the exit, she gave you the last directions to find the stocking base outside, “I’m not supposed to leave this edifice,” she said. 

You wave goodbye at her, then walk away with Luffy’s arm around your shoulders as he curiously lets his gaze wander around the street. 

“That should be it.” You grin, picking up the pace to not waste more time—Luffy was already a few feet ahead of you with his drool cascading down his chin. 

Facepalming with a shake of your head, you rush after him, albeit both were soon halting in place as a multitude of voices were heard from a distance. You shared a wide eyed look with him, “so many,” you whisper. 

“Who cares, let’s just beat their asses,” Luffy says. “We have to go back to the shark submerge,” you mutter.

Luffy giggles, cracking his knuckles with a smug grin twisting his lips. 

“You idiot,” you whispered, pinching the skin between your brows. When advancing towards the back of the small establishment, there was a crowd of around twenty, if not more, marines gathered in front of the huge doors. It seems they expected to be robbed which resulted in putting that many guards. 

“Stay here, don’t you dare move,” you bare your teeth at Luffy, causing him to pout. Shimmering eyes glued on the way you pushed your breasts, and tidied yourself. His tongue poked to swipe over his lips, sucking on his bottom lip as his gaze landed on your lips. 

You moved to round the building, but a firm grip on your wrist yanked you back. Luffy’s mouth latched on yours, his hands traversed down yours sides desperately. You gasped into his mouth as he grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing harshly. You feel his hardness poking your thigh while he grinds against you, moaning and gasping softly into the kiss; he just couldn’t get enough from your lips. 

Notwithstanding that you had a mission to accomplish, he forced himself to pull away before falling into the chokehold of his amorous impulses. “Sorry, I just had to,” he panted heavily. “I messed up your lipstick too,” he leans to press a peck as an apology. 

“It’s alright, it’s better like this anyway,” your lips curled into a smile to which he returns an even brighter one. 

You make your way towards the big group of marines, they all tense up, yet salivate at the sight of you. 

“Who are you, madam?” One of them asked. 

“Hello to you too,” you nearly scowled at him. 

The marine yields away with his rifle, seemingly abashed of himself from the look you gave him. 

“Fucking dumbass, that’s why you’ll never get a girlfriend!” Someone shouted at him. The owner of the voice emerged from between the small crowd, a disgusting smirk on his filthy face; he groans loudly once facing you. 

“How can I help a beauty like you?” He reaches for your hand to which you swat away with a grimace. 

The marine gasps in offense, causing the others to cackle at the rejection they witnessed. “How fucking dare you,” he points he rifle at you, “I’ll put a hole through your skull, you bitch,” he growls. His knees shook under him as his hands trembled, and his teeth were grinding against each other as he dared not shoot.

“You bastard, she could be an organizer, we’ll all be in trouble if you kill her!” Another marine toppled the butthurt guy, his rifle drops next to him as he scurries back from it. It was easy to tell that he had never threatened or killed anyone, and you were definitely the first for him; on top of that is the bored expression you held as your gaze alone penetrated holes into his face. 

“I’m sorry about him, he’s a newbie,” he sweated, “please ignore him,” the marine added. 

Your eyes flickered towards the head peeking from the corner of the building, Luffy’s anger was radiating its heat through the air. You suck on your teeth to make an irritated sound, “it’s fine, I need you all to go back to the entrance to greet the admirals,” you clap in faux exuberance. 

They all wince loudly, the thought of having to meet the admirals was enough to make their skeletons crawl out of their skin. “Yes, ma’am!” he salutes, turning around to order the others to get moving. 

You almost giggled, if it wasn’t for the watchful piece of shit screaming out about your wanted poster. 

“That’s [L/N] D. [Y/N]!” he emerges with his rifle. “The partner of the vicious pirate, strawhat Luffy!” He adds on. The marines' bodies went rigid as they panicked between one another, in a blink of a second, all rifles were pointed at your unamused self. 

“You bitch,” he growls as he shoots without hesitation. 

You grin at his puzzled face. 

Panic-stricken faces, all rifles that pointed at you had begun releasing the bullets loaded into them. The marines screamed in horror as you continued watching them with ennui seeping through your skin.

“What the hell are you?!” A short one screamed as he backed away. 

“Infinity is the convergence of an immeasurable series,” you slap the bullets away, “anything that approaches, the infinity slows down and never reaches the user,” you chuckled. Your feet crossed each other as you took small steps towards him, “I’m too beautiful to be treated like this,” you clasp your hands together dramatically, along a pout and sparkling doe eyes as you bat your lashes at him. “Don’t you think so?” You push your breasts together with your inner elbows innocently. 

“YES, I’M SORRY!” Hearts on each pair of eyes that you could find, “WE’RE ALL SORRY,” two others screamed together as they dropped to their knees. “PLEASE FORGIVE US!” They bowed like trained dogs. One after the other, the group of marines were all a giggling mess on the floor, slobber running past their mouths as their perverted minds were running wild on dirty thoughts. 

Luffy was still watching you from behind the wall, it was clear how frustrated he was, he wanted to beat them all up. However, the menacing look you shot him had made him pout as he backed away with a frown. 

“None of you deserve to see my beauty for free,” you slam your foot on a random’s shoulder blade. Digging your heel into his skin, you spoke, “shouldn’t you all pay me for merely existing?” 

“YES!” The short bastard stumbled forward with his thick wallet, it was loaded with cash, much to your delight. With lovestruck faces, they all began gathering whatever money they had on them; you grin in satisfaction as you stuff everything between your breasts. 

Luffy growled under his breath, his lip held teeth as they dug harshly to puncture into little wounds. 

“Alright everyone,” you yelled. “Why don’t you unlock the doors for me,” you wink at them, causing them to roar like animals. They rushed towards the small establishment with the burning ambition of pleasing you. As soon as the corridor was revealed, a shockwave of heavy haki rippled through the air; knocking every single one of them to the ground. 

Luffy sighs, making his way towards you with his head down. 

“Ah Luffy,” you pat his head gently. “I’ll treat you once we’re back,” you peck his lips. Luffy hums, still pouting. Grabbing his hand, and advancing to the storage room; you began taking what Sanji had asked from you while Luffy munched on some fruits, already holding onto two filled bags. 

The marines slowly gained their consciousness—without a word, Luffy grabbed your bags as he hurried towards the shark submerge. You quickly followed behind, “Luffy be careful,” you reminded him. 

Jumping into the shark, Luffy is quick to grab your hips, and place you on his lap. His cock was harder than before, “feel that?” he asks. With the taut grip on your hips, he began dragging your core against himself; letting out breathy moans with each drag. 

“Fuucckkk…” you heaved out. Standing on your knees to allow him some room, he tugs at his zipper desperately, raising himself to pull down his slacks along the briefs. Your gloved hand wrapped around his length, pumping him gently as you leaned to claim his lips. The kiss is slow, fervently savoring each other’s taste, together with the feeling of your lips pressing against each other. He moans into your mouth, begging to feel your warmth envelope his cock. 

Breaking the kiss, you pull your lace panties to the side, your slick already smeared your inner thighs. And your cunt was more than lubricant and ready to take all of him at once.

You teasingly rubbed the bulbous head against your clit, sucking your bottom lip into your mouth at the blissful sensation burning in the pit of your stomach. 

“Y/N please,” he whines. You chuckled softly, pushing just the tip of his cock was already making Luffy’s head go blank. “M-more,” he stutters. 

You lowered yourself fully, an abrupt movement that was too much for him, his loud gasp is followed by a deep groan, along with a thrust of his hips. “Ah, you feel so good,” he grunts.

Your eyes crossed as they dip behind your head, the heavenly feeling of his protruding veins kissing your walls was making your head spin, it felt too good. 

Luffy’s lack of self control was proved when he hastily began thrusting into you, his clumsy hands reaching to knead at your chest. He blinked away the sweat that glided down from his forehead to his eyelids, narrowed eyes foggy with lust; he tried his best to keep his eyes open. 

Heavy breaths resounded the shark, along the filthy squelching sounds of your cunt sucking him into you. 

“So close,” you gasp. 

“Me too,” Luffy manages through his cracking voice. His mouth was once again taking over your own, tongue messily brushing to intertwine together as your bodies shook violently through a blast of your orgasms. 

Panting heavily, you pull away to fix yourself, steadying yourself over the controller’s seat. 

Luffy speaks, “I heard Franky added cameras here,” he giggles. Loud laughter bubbled from his throat at your horrified face, you gawked at him whilst he continued wiping his cock without a care in the world. 

©kenruu

Let's see if this becomes the Luffy fic for the week.

pretty face, community dick.

toxic! toji x reader hc

toxic! toji who dances with other women infront of you, his large hand gripping onto their asses with the tightens grip alive.

the look on your face is a bored expression, he thinks you’re gonna break. in reality, you don’t care. later on he finds you making out with a random guy on one of the couches while he’s grabbing a drink.

everything comes to his senses, you do not care about him anymore. it was funny to think about it like that, but toxic! toji is never gonna let you forget about him.

toxic! toji who beats the shit out of the guy after you leave the club, away from his sight.

toxic! toji who would get a new girlfriend every few months, only to piss you off in public while you’re alone. it’s obvious to you when toji and his new girlfriend are holding hands in public.

toxic! toji who texts you randomly, telling you how much he misses you. you’re not stupid, it’s the am and you know he’s wasted.

Toji sent 2:37 am

baby, i miss you so much

You sent 2:50 am

stfu go to bed, you don’t miss me you asshat u jus need your dick wet.

Toji sent 2:51 am

that’s not true, i miss you and i fucked up. we both know that new lil boyfriend you have ain’t as good as me 😂

that dick probably wack too

hmu when you’re done w him, i love you sweets.

toxic! toji who still sends you a shit ton of money just because he feels like it. or just because he genuinely misses you

Toji sent you $900

You sent 1:49 pm

you gmfu what the fuck r u doing

Toji sent 1:52 pm

yk ima still spoil you sweetheart

toxic! toji who really does love you, but has trouble expressing it. for example, instead of straight up apologizing and telling you how he feels he just straights up shit talks you.

toxic! toji who gets pissed off when you send him a video of you fucking his close friend sukuna.

toxic! toji who blames you for ruining your relationship with him, when he’s the one who was being a man whore. flirting with other women, and letting them touch him in ways only you would.

toxic! toji who loves you more than anything in the world, but doesnt know how to get you back into his arms.

toxic! toji who’s label is pretty face, with a community dick.

How he fucks … ft. Monkey D. Luffy

cw

smut, breeding kink (if you squint), size kink, unprotected sex (wrap it up 🤨), use of the word captain as a title, femme bodied reader, and most likely ooc Luffy.

Summary

Luffy always does and gets what he wants, how does that translate into bed with you?

Minors DNI, 18+ only !

His body is so hot and warm between your legs. His strong torso practically shoving his girthy cock in your tiny hole. You never think all of him will fit in you, but he makes it work each time.

He loves fucking you raw just to feel the way your walls suffocate his fat dick, trying to take all of him in. “Knew you could take it baby” is all he offers as praise, giving you sloppy kisses while still throbbing inside you.

He can’t stop staring at where your bodies connect, causing your face to heat up. Luffys admiring the bulge in your stomach that forms with each hard jab at your cervix. “Woah is that me in you?” He admires while placing a hand down overtop the obvious bulge in your stomach.

You can’t stop watching him though, there’s something so pornagraphic in the way he pounds your pussy raw. He’s truly in love with the feeling of hearing his balls slap against your ass, pussy tight around his aching dick. Luffys dirty talk consists about what he’s feeling in the moment. Prone to, “so good, so warm” “pussy made perfect for me, perfect for your captain.” The way you’re whining and preening for him to be closer to you adds to his need.

He loves splitting you open on your back just so he can rut his hips even deeper into you, groaning with each thrust. When you grab onto him though is when he truly loses himself in the feeling of your tight walls.

He has no control of himself, pushing you both towards your peaks. He’s practically got all his weight on top of you, angling his hips to rub against your clit so deliciously.

Luffy loves to fuck you hard, craving the feeling of your frame under him. He loves giving it to you rough because he knows you can take it.

Watching you take everything he can give you makes his heart (and his dick) swell with pride, especially watching the faces you make. How it scrunches up when he’s merciless or the way it relaxes when he’s fucking you with just his tip, sliding in and out of your slit.

You’re squirming on his cock while he pounds into you with no mercy, luffy grabs you by your cheeks with one hand. Making you make direct eye contact with his half lidded eyes. “Gonna make you take all of me”.. he’s murmuring to himself but it’s directed at you. “Gotta fill this pretty pussy up.. to the brim” he punctuates with a rather harsh thrust. Your pussy creams at his dirty words and clamps down around him, body giving into lust.

You feel yourself entering your orgasm but you can’t do it without him, you need all of him. When he feels your little frame wrap itself tight around him, pulling his hips impossibly deeper into your warm cunt he tries not to cum on the spot. Groaning and moaning in your ear like a man who hasn’t fucked for days on end.

“Ah fuckkkk, gonna fill you up so good” he says while raising his broad chest off you. He repositions himself to putting all his weight on your hips. Effectively locking you in place against the mattress. His full toned body and deep v cut prominent as he swivels his hips.

Taking no breaks his pace starts slow down, letting your tight cunt milk him through those shallow slow strokes.

Your tiny pussy no more than a sex toy for him to move around as he pleases. He thinks his balls are going to explode at the rate you’re fluttering around him, soaking his thighs.

That is until he’s pounding into you, he fucks your cunt like he hates you. Truthfully your pussy just feels so good he can’t control himself. He’s too impatient. Filling your weeping hole up to the brim with his seed. You cum just from feeling him twitch inside you from how hard he came :( he’s such a good boyfriend, always filling you up just how you both like it. He’s not satisfied unless he sees his seed spilling out of you.

If you’re lucky and the captains in a good mood, he might just clean you up (with his tongue).

╰┈➤ ꒰🍓💌🌶 ┊Katsuki fucks like he can’t live w out you

『♡』 unprotected sex, spitting in mouth, cum eating, pussy licking, creampie, squirting, f!reader, reader has acrylics, biting

Katsuki fucks like he’s going to die without you. His hands shake despite his rough grip on your hips, yanking you down onto his cock. You gasp and moan every time he does it, fingers desperately searching for something to grip onto.

His mouth finds yours, tongue invading your mouth, like he’s hungry. It’s like he’s trying to devour you. He wants to take your soul and keep it. Make it his- make you his.

“Fuck fuck fuck-“ He gasps, face tingling and shaking with pleasure.

Your pussy is squelching, frothing at the base as slick juices run between the two of you. His thick hand reaches to your jaw, thumb pushing between the plush of your lips.

He pries your mouth open and spits, a long string of saliva drizzling into your mouth. Your head throws back against the mattress and you squeal. The coil in your stomach begins to grow taut.

Your hand reaches to blond hair, tugging him lower and you push his spit back into his mouth with your tongue. He groans into the kiss before pulling back.

Katsuki snatches a pillow from his side of the bed, hooking his arm under your knees to lift your ass. It’s placed under your lower back and he shoves your knees to your shoulders, folding you in half.

The angle makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. Thick, hot, heavy dick slamming into you with long strokes. He’s got to be in your stomach- you can feel it. The head pushes against the spongey spot inside you and squirt gushes from your pussy onto the both of you.

“Give it to me, y’feel like- oh-“ Katsuki babbles, watching you frantically nod your head.

Your pussy clenches around him and he’s on cloud nine. Acrylic nails dig into his shoulders, your teeth clamp down on the side of his throat. It’s raw- needy and desperate.

He can’t get enough of you. Stray hair sticks to the side of his face, sweat beads at the nape of his neck. His muscles are almost sore from fucking into your tight cunt. And he can’t stop.

He’s addicted. You begin rambling between moans and gasps, telling him filthy things. How he’s god, that you’re in love with him, no one’s gonna ever compare. And the coil in your tummy snaps.

Because he presses his cock against that special spot and stays. As much as it pains him he doesn’t move, waiting. And you explode, clear juice spurting from your pussy and all over his cock and pillow.

Your head throws back and you scream, tears beginning to form in the corners of your eyes. He’s the closest to heaven he’ll ever be when you tell him to cum inside you.

And god, he does. His fingers dig into the plush of your thigh and he clamps his jaw, teeth marking your shoulder. His hips stutter and he slams his length into you. His entire body goes taught and he fills you. Katsuki starts whining at the thought of what he’s doing.

He can feel his cock head pressed against your cervix now. If there was a way, he’d go further. But for now his cum fills your pussy, drenching the inside of your walls. He pushes your hips up.

“Don’t let it out, fuck- don’t.” Katsuki rasps, fingers running through his hair to move it out of the way.

He laps at your pussy and you squirm in his grip. He’s slurping his own cum out of you like it’s his last meal on this god forsaken earth. Licking at the squirt on your ass, his white ropes, sucking at your clit. You buck up and fuck into his mouth a bit, trying to ride his tongue and escape all the same.

You cum like that, shaking and writhing. He leaves a smack to your ass and shoves his cock back into you, fucking the cum that’s left back in. He’s got one more in him.

You get flipped over to your chest, where his cock is bullying that same spot again. And you just can’t stop squirting. It’s everywhere. The bed is soaked, you’re soaked, he’s soaked.

He finishes in you again after you’re drooling all over the bed and desperately begging for it. He thinks about another round. He doesn’t know how long he can go without you.

Cause to him you put the stars in the sky and your pussy tastes better than water to a man dying of dehydration.

Toxic ex husband gojo getting us pregnant is such a superior thought 😩

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 | 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

cw/ tw. fem!reader, mildly dubious consent, jealousy, unprotected sex, mentions of trying to get pregnant, cheating (but not with Gojo and reader), manipulation (kinda), obsessive behavior, breeding kink, reader's bf is an oc, pet names (ex. pretty girl, baby) | wc. 800+

an. mmk hear me out on this.

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who doesn’t take it well when you tell him you have a boyfriend after bumping into him in the grocery store parking lot. At least, you don’t think he does. It’s hard to tell, his expression inscrutable as ever behind his dark sunglasses.

“Is that so?” he finally says, and for some reason, it makes you nervous. 

“Yeah…he’s nice.” You rattle on about how you met your boyfriend, Rin, through a friend, how he’s an investment banker and takes you out to his cabin on the weekends, and wants kids—

He smiles, and you relax a little. “That’s good. I’m happy for you.”

But if you weren’t so up in the air about bumping into your ex after several months of silence—since his mom invited you over for the holidays—you’d realize how dangerous that smile is.

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who starts showing up in odd places after that.

First, it’s at your favorite coffee shop you usually stop at on your way to work. It’s weird because you remember him hating coffee, loading it with creamer and sweetener just to get rid of the bitter taste. But you don’t mention it when he offers—no, insists on paying for your coffee and blueberry streusel muffin.

He shrugs, smiling, after you tell him it’s expensive—when has that ever bothered me?—and slides a shiny black card across the counter to the barista.

The second time is while you’re walking through the quaint park near your place, which you know is far from his sleek penthouse on 5th Avenue—a thirty-minute drive, at least.

“I bought a house out here. The one up on the hill,” he tells you. 

You know which one he’s talking about. You’ve driven past it before, a cozy brick stone with lots of windows, a white picket fence, and a large backyard.

According to a real estate website, his house is a little over a million. 

Interest must be written all over your face because he asks, “You want to see it?”

Obviously, you shouldn’t say yes.

“Sure.”

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who watches you take in the hardwood floors and tall ceilings trimmed with crown molding. When you stop in the massive kitchen, something you’ve always wanted, he eyes you questioningly. “So? What do you think?”

The smile you give him is genuine. “It’s beautiful.”

Gojo matches your smile with a bigger one, almost blinding. “That’s good, that’s good.”

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who suggests dinner—friends can have dinner together, can’t they?—which leads to two glasses of wine and then watching movies on his very soft couch. If you were more aware, you probably would have noticed the signs sooner, that he avoids any conversation around Rin, that maybe he’s trying to—

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who presses you into the couch cushions, biting marks into your neck and chest until your breaths come out fast and high-pitched.

“We shouldn’t,” you manage to say, still tipsy and tongue heavy in your mouth from the wine you had.

He chuffs a laugh against your cheek, pressing a kiss there. “Doesn’t this remind you of old times, though?”

“B-but I have a boyfriend.”

In retaliation, he sinks his teeth into the tender flesh around your fluttering pulse. 

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who bunches the lace of your panties in his fist, shoving them up around your knees, trapping your legs together against your chest. A long, drawn-out groan rumbles in his chest at the sight of the creamy mess between your thighs. “Such a pretty wet pussy, fuck.”

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who holds his hand up to your mouth, telling you to lick before he wraps it around his cock, pressing the tip into your slick cunt. And you forgot how big he is, just on the side of too much, the bit of effort it takes for him to sink in a little, and then all at once, rending you right down the middle.

“There you go, pretty girl,” Gojo breathes, hips tight and close, grinding into you so that you can feel how deep he is. “I see you can still take it.”

Toxic ex-husband!Gojo who fucks you hard enough to send you skittering up the couch, only to pull you back down again. You whine into where your face is pressed against the back cushions, biting down to muffle how loud you’re being.

He tuts and forces you to look at him again with his fingers digging into your cheeks.

"What if I give you a little baby, huh? We'll be a family together. You, me, and our baby in this big house. Doesn't that sound nice?" he mutters, bending down to suck a nipple into his mouth, forcing your legs further against your chest.

The angle rubs just right inside you. You make an unintelligible noise at the back of your throat, unable to move or get better friction in this position.

“We did it your way last time, didn’t we, baby?” his little laugh is breathless, kind of mean. “I let you leave, but now we’re going to do it my way from now on.”

His words should strike alarm bells in your head, but when he fits his hand between your bodies to strum his thumb against your clit, your mind empties.

Dilf! Suna who fell in love you the minute he ran into you in the street

Dilf! Suna who immediately rizzed you up and gave you his number

Dilf! Suna who pretended like he didn't have kids but his ex wife dropped them off without him knowing.

Dilf! Suna who honestly panicked that you would leave because his age was shown by his teenage son standing at the door

Dilf! Suna who bought you a bunch of expensive gifts that showed up at you college dorm door to try and win you back (but he never lost you in the first place)

Dilf! Suna who took you on expensive trips oversees in grand hotels on your break

Dilf! Suna who would stuff you with his big cock on the king size hotel mattress

Dilf! Suna who begged you to marry him while he was balls deep inside your undergrad cunnie

Dilf! Suna who bought you a big diamond ring and showed you all his volleyball achievements

Dilf! Suna who fucked you on y'alls wedding night with his big Olympic gold metal around your neck

Dilf! Suna who really fell in love with you when he saw how good you were with his kids

Dilf! Suna who never pressured you to interact with his ex wife because he didn't wanna make you uncomfortable

Dilf! Suna who got you pregnant the night you graduated college

Dilf! Suna who brought all his friends over to shove in their faces the pretty young wife he had

Dilf! Suna who honestly became a better man beacuse of how tantalizing your pussy is

How Toji would literally Fuck

bartender!getou who spots you over at the club standing awkwardly next to your friends, listening to their conversation and having no interest to join in. a drink in hand, a pretty, thin black dress wrapped around your body so tight, perfect for him to rip off. his pupils expand like a cat as he stares into your soul, his long slick black hair in a bun with strands seductively falling out the front, god he was so sexy. you quickly noticed his odd interest in you from across the club, you didn’t know why, the sexy black cat looking bartender was staring so intense at you, but it must be since you haven’t touched your drink the entire time. he was a bartender after all,

‘just a bartender’ you thought.

‘suguru!!! fuck!!!’ you moaned as he pounded his hard cock directly hitting your cervix, his strong beefy arms with a rolex attached to his wrist, holding your legs open so wide your almost doing the splits, he fucks his cock into you like a beast. your hands tied to the bed rest, ‘fuck, you look so pretty under me honey’ he whispers into your ear, ‘g-go slowly please..’ you managed to blurt out, ‘nu-uh baby, your gonna take every inch of this cock tonight like a good girl, think ya’ can do that for me?’ a high pitched moan escaped your lips as suguru continuously pounded his dick inside you, fast and hard.

*the self respect leaving your body after the handsome, sexy, big and beefy bartender brings you home and fucks the absolute brains out of you*

𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥.

—cw: gn!reader, term 'doll' is used, rough sex, switching positions, doggy style, mating press, unprotected, creampie, crying(pleasure tears), haven't proofread. Just my morning thoughts.

You know, Toji is so big that for him it's so easy to throw you around while being balls deep inside you. The veins on his big biceps look so hot when he lifts you up to change positions. The scar near his pelvic area slaps against your ass. His cock fills up your hole perfectly when he is fucking you from behind.

"Fuck, babe. You complain about my cock being too big, yet you take me like a champ," he whispers in your ear. He moves away from your ears, holding a fist of your hair. He yanks it back so now your moans aren't suppressed by the pillow. You let out the nastiest and loudest moan. Fuck, he loves it so much.

Toji holds your waist and turns you around.

"T-toji, ah—"

"Wanna see your pretty face when you cry for my cock, baby." You bite your lip, and cover your face from the embarrassment but he slaps your hand away, holding them above your head.

"Don't you fucking dare steal my entertainment, darling," the animalistic lust in his eyes forces out multiple loud moans from you, earning a smile from him. "Now that's what I am talking about."

Toji folds you in half with your legs pressed against your chest and climbs on you. You know what's about to come. He has you in mating press and pushes his dick as far as he can with a loud slap of your skin.

"AH! Fuck," you cry from the overwhelming feeling. He is fucking you so hard. Dick so deep inside you, you can't even breathe normally. He loves it. You are so fragile under his touch that he feels like he might break you in half. But you love it. You love when his cock is hitting the right spot. You love the feeling of his cum spilling inside you. Your thoughts drive you to your orgasm, walls spasming against his dick which results in you milking him. You feel warm and ticklish when he pulls out.

"Next is your mouth. I wanna fill all your holes." Your body is so fucked at this moment. Yet, you roll your tongue out like his good doll you are. His dick twitches at the sight in front of him. Oh he is going to ruin you tonight.

𝐖𝐖𝐖.𝐏𝐈𝐗𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 | toji fushiguro

SUMMARY: toji finds out his pretty maid isn’t as innocent as he thinks once he walks in on her during her cam show.

CONTENT: f! maid/cam!girl reader, reader’s 20+, pwp, mean dilf!toji, praising, oral, (f!receiving) degradation, ruined orgasms/orgasm control, dumbification, humor, sir kink, breeding kink, toji’s a munch lol, humiliation, finger sucking, overstim, spanking, manhandling. (pet names: little girl, princess, pretty girl) wk — 5k!

NOTE: in honorrrr of hitting 1.6k i wrote dis, tysmm!!! this was so fun 2 write lmaaao. k bye enjoy🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️

SONG INSPO.

Toji enters his well kept town home, tossing his keys near the kitchen counter while sliding off his shoes that clanked across the wooden floor. He came home a bit early this time from dealing with tiresome bounties, letting off a soft grunt from cracking his stiff neck. “Y/N—?” He’d rasp out, scanning his eyes around his broad, tidy leaving room. Usually you’d politely greet him, asking about his day — simple small talk. “Huh.” He’d huff, hanging up his coat. But that’s when Toji hears something though. It was coming from upstairs, and it sounded a lot like you. And you weren‘t talking. You were most definitely doing the opposite of that.

He made his way up the shaggy carpet stairs, before dragging his feet towards his bedroom. That’s where he heard the racket coming from. Toji’s initial thought was… what the hell were you doing in his room. You were giggling, speaking with such a high airy voice — and the the door was slightly cracked open. He stood there, and the words that came out of your mouth made him raise a brow. “Mmm.. Oh.. yeah… this is my boss’s room,” and your voice is very different than how you usually speak, carnal and pitched for your audience. “Fuck him…? I wish.. I’m just the plain housekeeper, heh—” and you let out a soft moan, fingering yourself. “He’s… so hot though. Wish you guys could see him like I do.”

“Really.”

You immediately freeze — seeing Toji stand in the doorway, his eyes staring at you sprawled out on his bed in a pretty cheetah print lingerie set. He’s never seen you like this before, and the cute petrified look on your face nearly brings a smile to his pink lips. “Shit… um… oh my god… sir…” You stammered, getting up from his king sized bed, rapidly clicking on your mouse before shutting the laptop entirely. “I uh…. didn’t think you’d be here until the evening….”

“Yeah I bet Y/N,” Toji replies, and he’s strolling his feet towards you, and his hands are buried in his pockets — staggering height intimidating you as his green eyes pierced into yours. Toji’s inches away from you now, and his eyes ogle at your raunchy revealing attire. “You’ve got some balls, girl. Doing this shit in my bedroom,” and you can’t even look at him in the eye, but you’d bet good money that he’s smirking at you. “Aw. What’s the problem, camgirl? Where’d all your confidence go?” You finally look up at him, feeling so small and tiny and Toji’s definitely smirking at you, eyes slightly squinting out of teasing.

You opened your mouth to speak — but nothing came out, and Toji makes you walk until your back taps against the wall. “C‘mon. Repeat what you said to your little viewers to me,” and he lets off a low chuckle, pulling on the string of your lingerie, popping it against your skin with a thwack before he coos with a mean taunting stare, “Filthy girl.”

“I—” You’d pathetically choke out, and his gaze is so stern, so full of authority and power. Within a snap, Toji knew how to make sure you knew your place. All you could reply with was a shy and awkward, “I… have no idea what you’re talking about, Sir.”

Toji lets off an irritated deadpan at your answer, before grabbing your wrist and snatching the toy that you hid behind your back this whole time. “Uh huh. And you think you can just play with yourself — on my bed. Where I fucking sleep,” and you let off a gasp, feeling Toji drag you back towards your cute little set up. “Turn it back on. Lemme meet your little friends.”

“Okay…” you’d mumble, lifting up the lap top. Toji’s directly behind you, and you feel him purposely brushed up against your ass as he stares down at the monitor — watching dozens of donations pile up and the chat flooding immediately once they caught a glimpse of Toji.

nanamisfatballsack: WTF GIRL THATS UR BOSS?????

m1ssionaryh@ter: *tipped 2848 hearts!* Woah I’m actually humping my screen rn

anonymoususer12: is he apart of the stream??? :0 so sexy…

[MOD] gojodaddy69: lmao i’m hotter but ok…

You felt your face get hot, feeling Toji’s eyes burn over your shoulder and onto the screen. “Yeah um this is my boss… I was telling you guys about earlier,” and you gasp, feeling Toji snake his hands towards your hips — pulling you closer to him as you spoke. “Toji… Fushiguro,” you’d mutter his name, nearly letting off a noise from feeling him start to graze his fingers up your waist, making you part your legs and plant your arms on the desk. “Uh.. I guess he can… co-host with me,” and you turn to look towards Toji. “If you want to—?”

“Sure thing,” he’d reply, and things just … sort …of …escalated. One moment the chat was thirsting all over Toji, bombarding him with a million personal questions — and the next, you’re sitting on his face, letting off the most lewd moans imaginable with your seven thousand viewers gassing and hyping you up.

You pant — plopped down on your boss’s Toji‘s face, and he’s laid back on the satin sheets with you facing towards your monitor with the most sheepish expression from how sloppy and filthy he was working his tongue. “Fuck…” you’d whine, and you briefly look down at Toji to see him already staring at you with low hooded emerald eyes. He lays his tongue flat before lapping you up, and you nearly whine, gripping onto his hair for leverage. “Y-You’re so.. sloppy.. with your tongue… fuck… Toji..”

He looks already pussy drunk, within minutes and he’s spitting all over your clit — hands pressed and embedded into the crevices of your thighs as you started to sexily away and rock your hips on his tongue. And you heard him grunt lowly from that, straddling his handsome well trimmed face.

“So…mmm.. sweet,” He’d grumble, and Toji was definitely skilled. His tongue had your brain short circuiting easily. It was the way he was so deep too — his button nose occasionally brushing against your folds, sucking everything out of your puffed pussy. His lips were pink and glossy, and you shudder — feeling him bring a thumb to rake down your achy slit. He looks so sexy, staring up at you, making sure to lick every spot to have you shivering. “Ride my face more, girl.”

“Okay…” You’d say in a whiney voice — and you glance at the chat and oh they’re trolling you, telling Toji to not let you cum and you moan, softly rocking your hips against his face. He looks so pretty underneath you — lapping his slick pink tongue up to tickle your pearl bud stuffed inside your cunt. “T—Toji…” you’d gasp, and he starts to suck hard against that particular spot, tightly gripping onto your hips. “I’m.. I’m gonna cum… your tongue is— too much.. oh my fucking..”

Toji runs another thumb down your slit as you grind against his face — and he looks up at you with a sleazy grin. “Nah. Don’t give me that. You can handle it,” and your eyes start to flicker and roam everywhere, and his chin’s all shiny because of your wet slick. Toji’s swiftly moving his head from left-to-right, and you started to feel dizzy, light headed even.

He then looks at the computer from upside down, a little smirk on his face while removing his lips from a brief second. “What do you guys say? Should I let her cum?”

You whine — furrowing your eyebrows at the suggestion while the chat started to flood again.

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[MOD] gojodaddy69: lol don’t let her. should have heard the shit she was talking about u earlier

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hornywannabedilf: No ;) she’ll be ok.

“Y-You guys are— supposed to be on my side,” you’d cry out, and that’s all Toji needed to see, lapping your cunt up again. He’s happily suffocated between your thighs, letting off a soft grunt from feeling you yank on his obsidian black strands. You feel a bundle of nerves pulse throughout your body, and you cum anyway. “Fuck…. fuck fuck…”

“Did you just,” and he pulls his lips apart, pushing you lightly on your back and you land with a soft oof. “Oh. That’s cute,” he lowly utters, clicking his tongue, leaning in to stare at your spasming clit before giving it a squeeze. “The fuck you think you are cumming without asking permission first Y/N? You forget who you fuckin’ work for?”

You moan, panting heavily — and Toji’s sending you straight daggers, and it’s so sexy. He was dressed down in a tightly fitted black top with sweatpants. His dark hair stuck in his face, long strands nearly running down his arched brows. “S-Sorry Toji.”

“It’s Sir, girl. I don’t remember telling you that you can address me by that, whore.”

Your pussy twitched from his stern words embarrassingly — watching him pull you towards him, scanning his eyes on your pretty lingerie set.

“Oh.. uh.. sorry… Sir—”

He stands up, with you on your knees on the bed before Toji looks down at you with a grimacing lazy smile. “Open your mouth and taste yourself on my tongue,” and you do, feeling him lean in to give you a deep kiss. Toji pulls your neck up softly and he grunts, while you whine — and you taste the savory sweetened mess all on his tongue, your head slightly back. You could as well make out the brief tang of rum, moaning into his mouth while reaching down to touch yourself. “Watch it girl,” he pulls away, smacking your hand away and you pout with a whimper, dragging your hands towards his sweats instead. Ding! Ding! The sounds of the constant donations continued to repeat in the background — probably all thirsting over Toji and how they wish they were in your shoes. “Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”

You let out soft pants, staring almost doed-eyed before glancing down at your bulge. “I— need your cock, Sir,” and you feel your body get hot once his mean gaze lingered. “Pleaseee.”

“You don’t need shit,” Toji growls, and he makes you plop on the bed on your chest. You let off a moan, feeling him being a spank to your ass while you glance up at the chat with a giddy grin and thumbs up. “Go ahead and arch your back for me. Make sure they see everything too.” and you do, seeing how much your viewers totaled within a few minutes. Probably twelve thousand now thanks to Toji — and then you sort of frowned, knowing you’d probably get banned for this sort of thing. Oh well. You took in a sharp breath, the blue light of your screen shining against your face once you let out a tiny gasp, your mouth opening ever so slightly — and he’s sinking himself inside.

“Oh.. m—my god,” you’d mewl out shakily, and he was huge. Toji lazily slid the g-string of your lingerie set aside, and he’s got a firm grip on your arched hips. The chat’s going ballistic, and you want to thank the dozens of donations that’s flooding the screen but you can’t — Toji’s so big it has you letting off a whimper, seeing yourself cutely arched on your screen with Toji behind you with such a menacing smirk. In his low voice he lets off a ‘Mmmm,’ and you press your glossy lips together. “I don’t.. think you’re gonna fit… fuck..”

“Nah. It‘ll fit. Trust me,” Toji coos, and the fat tip of his cock makes your brain so astonishingly dizzy — stretching you out in all ways possible, as if your puffy cunt was play dough. Once he starts up a pace, it feels like a truck slams into you, and you let off a cute squeak, feeling butterflies swell up inside your tummy. “Told ya. Nothing this slutty pussy can’t handle,” and he lets off a low grunt, feeling you wriggle your hips against him while gnawing on your lip. That only makes him smack your ass, earning a moan from you, “Don’t try and tease me with your hips, brat. I’m the one fucking you. Be a good little bitch maid and keep that arch f’me.”

You furrow your eyebrows slightly, feeling the plump tip of his cock prod deep between your spongey walls once he starts — and you drag out a whimpering little, “Yes.. sirrrr..” and he dips his hips into your slick pool of heat, before a single thrust makes you start to see pure splotches of white. Toji’s got a malice closed-lip smile spreading on his glossed pink lips watching you quickly get overly stupefied because of his dick. You’ve always suspected him of a packer but his girth was just delirious. Purely maniacal.

“This what you usually do whenever I‘m not home, yeah Y/N?” He asks between deep thrusts, and the bass in his voice drops immensely, rolling his hips to the hilt in a steady yet incredibly sloppy and rough rhythm that’s making the king sized bed create a mixtape of its own from the constant creaking. “Play with yourself in front of thousands of people to see on my bed?” And you moan, feeling his engorged cock tickle deep inside your gummy insides — between your folds, mouth nearly watering from how deeply good he was fucking you. “I know I fucking pay you good, slut. This your way of calling me cheap huh?”

You sit up but he spanks you again to keep your back arched for him. “N-No.. Sir. I—It’s not like that at all…” you’d pant, and your eyes dart towards the chat and they’re loving every second, so much donations are piling up, and you let out a sweet whine from when he reaches way past your clitoral hood and into your cervix to make you whimper. “I didn‘t expect… for you to just find out…” and you gasp, feeling a spark ignite near your tummy from one of his ramming hits against your pussy. “S—So soon,” before gawking at the chat with glossy eyes.

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“Uh huh,” Toji murmurs, and his pace is quick and erupt — effortlessly making your toes curl from the steep back shots. He makes your head plop onto the soft thick satin sheets, and you moan from feeling him drill into your soaked cunt while huffing out vexed breaths. “Contemplated about firing your ass all week but now that I’m fucking you, this pussy’s too good for that,” and he can feel you twitching around him, walls spasming and you’re for sure about to cum. It‘s probably been about a few minutes, and you were already about to bottom out because of his tremendous size — his fat girth easily stretching you out as if your pussy was some sort of certified gymnast. “Dirty girl. You better give me an apology for being such a lousy maid or you’re not gonna cum.”

You shudder, parting your spit-glossed lips while your eyes roamed everywhere around the room with a little pout forming on your face. “I—I‘m sorry…Toji.”

He spanks your ass and you moan from the recoil, voice all breathy and shaky before correcting yourself with a whiney, “S..Sir…”

“Keep talking.” He grunts, and his hips has your mind in a full blown daze — you’re completely bewildered from his impactful thrusts that make you make out the sweetest noises for not only him but your crowd of a audience as well. Some were commenting that you were being dramatic, how it couldn’t feel that good but it definitely did. His cock reached spots where you had no idea could be reached. This reaction was definitely real, regardless of how dumb and lewd you looked, nothing was being exaggerated. Toji’s dick had you stupid and feral, without question.

The sorcerer killer‘s got you jittering against the bed, hearing your sweet little ah’s and r-right there’s — about to cum a thunderstorm, and you can barely arch your back so he leans in to bring a rough scarred hand to your throat, safely applying enough pressure, but enough to make your moms get louder. “S—Sorry for.. ah.. playing with myself in your room Sir,” and as you’re speaking you nearly choke out a incoherent sob, so close and his crown head of his cock repeatedly thrashing and slapping against your sensitive pearly nub didn’t help. “Really sorry.. won’t happen again… promise…” and you swallow thickly, getting wet from watching him press up against your face, making you stare at yourself and him through the monitor. “.. Hafta cum.. lemme cum, Sir.”

“You’re right. It won’t happen again,” he spats back sternly, and the sounds of irregular and violent skin slapping and little murmuring whines and whimpers reverberate around the room dramatically. Toji’s groaning, feeling himself close too, and his hands still wrap around your neck like a necklace, bring a kiss to your cheek out of spite before darting his green sinister eyes towards the chat that’s desperately craving his attention. “You guys think she deserve to cum?”

Immediately if fills up with a mix of yes and no’s, and you’re fighting back tears from the extensive amounts of pleasure — tilting your head up a bit, before Toji lets out a quick, “Cum for me.”

You’re confused at the slightest, but you were about to let go — and Toji flips you over with a whimsical grin on his face. “Kidding. Don’t fucking cum. Hold it,” and you’re on the verge of cumming — so so close, you let out a perplexed whine. “I said don’t fucking cum yet Y/N,” he mutters in a husky voice, and you feel him slip out of you, pulling you closer towards him, dragging you towards his lap. You’re almost sobbing, and Toji is of course all turned on from your mere disappointing tantrum, red angry tip twitching from you poutingly realigning yourself on his length before stroking your hair. “Aw, I know. I know. You wanna cum but you’re gonna have to wait,” and his voice is an almost form of a baritone, brushing against your ear, and you moan while he gives the laptop a sly smile before gripping his same hand around your throat. “Ride me, princess. Show your little fans who’s pussy this really belongs to and I’ll think about letting you cum.”

“But I—” you’d frown, lips glistening with spit trembling as you spoke. But you stopped talking immediately once Toji’s staring at you with that full menacing gaze that makes your heart race and your cunt twitch, fully synchronizing together to make sure you know your place. “Yes.. sir..”

“Good… girl,” he grunts, feeling you start to rotate your hips — delicately bouncing on his lap. The tip of his cock’s sending you another planet, and it’s not long before you start babbling again. Toji slithers a hand down to your wet cunt, swabbing up some of your wet slick before he brings it to your lips. “Tired of your whiney voice. Open your slutty mouth,” and with a soft pout you do, eyes going half lidded once Toji shoves his middle and index finger inside your mouth. You moaned in a muffled state, grinding and rocking your hips against his pelvic bone while curling your tongue with his digits stuffed down your throat. The angle he’s got on your pussy has his cock continuously hitting deep against you. “Uh huh. Put your mouth to good use, that’s it— f..fuck.”

The hits you make against his lap is so sloppy, it makes him get taken aback for a brief second before pressing his free hand on your waist. Toji’s absentmindedly playing with the flappy straps of your lingerie — and as you’re swiveling and plopping up and down on your boss‘s cock, pummeling so far and deep into you, you practically gag on his fingers that’s prodding way back against your throat and you moan feeling him pull his digits upwards. “You’re so filthy,” he grunts with a smug grin, smearing your spit all over your lips with his coated glistening digits, watching you pant from his dick that’s tapping against your g-spot. “You like taking things down that tight little throat, don‘t you, girl?”

“Yeah..” You’d shamelessly nod, and your back starts to simultaneously arch again, grabbing his hand. “Put it back i—”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” Toji mutters, smacking your hand away before reaching down to rub circles on your cunt. You whined, legs ultimately shaking — and it felt so good, regardless of how infuriating it was. “Dunno if little camgirl sluts like you should cum on my cock,” he chuckles, and you can’t stop whining — your legs feeling like they were about to fall off, feeling Toji’s long black strands rub against your cheek. He can’t stop the little smug smile on his face, watching you keep up a cute raunchy pace of bobbling up and down on his cock, briefly focusing your eyes at the shiny expensive ceiling fan. “Beg for it.”

“Tojiiiii p-please.. I— can‘tttt..” You’d moan, and the way he brings you closer towards him by the throat, warm minty breath fanning against your neck makes your pussy throb. “Don‘t… wanna be edged anymore.”

“Y/nnnnnn. Shut the fuck upppp,” He mocks your tone, matching the way you speak — and you pout at how exaggerated he was, you glance at the chat and everyone‘s so horny, encouraging Toji to keep edging you, it was horrid. Toji groans, feeling you move your hips in a slow rotation, reaching down to play with yourself at least but it’s as if he predicts your movements everytime, slapping your hand away. “I don’t care what you don’t want. Don’t be a dumb bitch. Y’know how to take orders from me,” and you’re blissed out, doe eyes almost rolling down your skull while your body jostled above him. Toji brings a hand towards your breasts, grabbing them with a squeeze before rubbing the pad of his thumb against your hardened nipples, staring dead at the monitor. “Beg me to cum or you’re not getting shit from me, princess.”

Your facial expressions puckered, feeling the circles and squares around your clit more intense and you were gonna cum again — and it feels so good, you feel the coil of tension deep in your gut about to snap. “Please…” you’d sniffle and your voice sounds so small — knees ever so bucking, and your soft breathing is having a race with itself. “Let me cum please…. h-have to cum.. ‘M sorry for being a… slutty maid—” and Toji stares at you with a sly smile to keep talking. He found this entire thing amusing. Then again, it’s Toji. Of course he did. “Need you to let me cum Sir.. please please.. I need it— my pussy needs it, Sir.”

“You need it?” Toji lowly mocks your voice, watching your face fall from his constant teasing.

“Want… you… to make me fucking cum… Sir.” You spoke through gritted teeth, and Toji raspy chuckles, hearing the annoyance in your voice.

Toji stops rubbing against your clit before making you press your back against him — feeling your hips swerve and grind against him happily before running a hand down your waist. “Go ahead then. You can cum, pretty girl,” and there’s tears poking in your eyes once you finally let loose, slowing your movements down to cream all on Toji‘s veiny twitching cock. A bundle of nerves within you are on fire — sending you cute little messages in your empty brain that you’re finally cumming, and your orgasm is so loud, you don’t even realize it. Your gummy walls squeeze against his cock from it and Toji lets off a groan, and feels your pretty little cervix dilate in the process. “Good girl,” and he moans once you still ride him out of spite — and Toji playfully puts you in a headlock with a raspy chuckle. “Stay still girl. Don’t fucking try me. Now it’s my turn to cum,” and you moan — feeling him bring a hand towards your head to make you stare at him. “You‘ll let me shoot a messy load inside this pussy, won’t you Princess? I wanna feel you.”

“P-Please,” You’d eagerly nod, purely slumped against his chest. Toji‘s so warm, and you can barely even keep up with your own breath. “Breed me, Toji. Need your cum.”

“Breed you,” he repeats, in the form of a repulsed question, and you’re facing him now — staring at his flushed face that was merely glistening with a few sweat beats. He’s gawking at you with low hooded eyes, the sexy slanted scar near the side of his mouth pursing and indenting against his pink lips whenever he spoke. “Pft. That’s what you brats say now, huh,” and his voice is all hoarse and condescending. Your head’s buried into his neck — engulfing in his manly scent while dragging your nails down his back freely from the constant stimulation. His cock‘s tapping against your sweetened spots each and every time, making you get so dumb. So incredibly dumb, that you just keep saying his name over and over. Toji Toji Toji T—Toji… Sir.. sir Toji… “Heh, Okay. I‘ll breed this slutty pussy,” and his eyes dart towards the screen that had around fourteen thousand viewers now — the chat‘s continuing to flood with comments. “You guys better watch closely,” and he grunts, feeling him about to shoot. “About to leave a thick load inside your dumb little host girl.”

Toji‘s towering on top of you now — making you lie on your back, and he grunts lowly, feeling the multiple silver tungsten rings press against your thighs. “I‘m so full because of you,” he’d huff out, and you feel his hips start to stutter — the hefty fat base of his cock slapping against your cunt after each thrust. You moaned, watching Toji stare at you, about to burst any minute, making sure you kept your legs sprawled out all pretty for him. “Gonna swell up this fucking tummy with my seed.” he groans, and his voice is almost shaky, staring at you with lust-driven eyes. Toji pistons his hips — his tip smacking against your cervix purposely to see you make such cute facial expressions.

“F—Fuck.. Toji, wanna feel you—”

“Shut up and you will,” He snarls, and you let off a whine, feeling him push your knees to your chest. Toji plowed into you from a deep and thorough angle that makes your mouth start to open, and the sounds echo around the dim empty room featuring the sounds of a constant pat pat pat. Your pussy‘s squelching — before he growls out an angry, “Fuck,” and you feel him start to shoot a warm load deep inside, stuffing you full. Toji leans in, and his pearly white canines sink gently into the side of your neck — suppressing his low slutty moans. Your body twitches, and Toji’s thick velvety load was so much, he was still spurting inside. His breath is shaky and heavy, coating your skin with gentle fang marks before he reaches down on your tummy. “F-Fuck.. little girl.”

You let out a soft moan, and he’s still pouring into you — painting your spongey insides white tremendously, making you dizzy with your legs wrapped around his slim waist. Toji’s even speechless for a moment, and he starts to bombard your trembling body with kisses, before licking a stripe up your neck. “Toji… so full..”

He groans, sitting up before dragging you towards the monitor — pulling out beforehand and making you arch in front of the camera for everyone to see his thick gooey cum oozing out of your pulsating slit.

“Look at that,” he‘d purr, bringing a spank to your ass — sliding a thumb down your nub for everyoje to get a good view and you moan, watching Toji‘s eyes skimmer though the rapid chat messages that kept piling up every millisecond. You probably got so much money from the donations, and it was almost twenty thousand people watching your little stream, and you knew it was all thanks to Toji. You‘d never even imagine this many people coming to watch — but it was like as soon as Toji came in, that was what ignited everything. “Filled her up nice and good,” he hums, giving you another spank before rolling his eyes at the chat. “Nothing you loser bitches can‘t do.”

touyaslongburnedshlong: Y/n’s so sexc. Where do I sign up

princess_kit137: TOJI ur so hot. someone call animal control because my 🐱 keeps howling :((( <3

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[MOD] gojodaddy69: yeah man uh be ready to pay child support LOL

You sit up — but Toji stands behind you, making you arch your back on your desk, putting his hands on your waist as you’re bent over the desk, almost shoved into your lap top.

“Alright. They had their fun, now turn that shit off.”

You looked at him, furrowing a brow with doe eyes before he’s glaring at you, and who were you to not listen to your boss. You get the hint, turning towards your beloved audience with a timid grin. “Heh.. um… sorry guys.. I have to g—” and you start moaning feeling Toji drill back inside of you, stuffing the dripping cum back inside your tight cunt — and you let off a whine, grabbing onto the desk before scrolling your mouse around frantically. “Thank you guys for y—your support and stopping by…” and Toji’s spanking you to hurry up and you bite on your lip. “Okay.. I have to go… love you guys.. I‘ll stream… later this week I think… bye...”

Clicking the bright pink colorful button that read ‘END Y/NLOVAAA’S STREAM?’ it successfully ended, and you closed your laptop shut with shaky hands, moaning from Toji‘s hard thrusts while your pussy clamps and clenches down every single time. You’re ramming against the desk — feeling already so stuffed full, and Toji grabs a nice chunk of your ass because spanking it again, getting hard everytime from watching it jiggle right before his dark green eyes.

“Good girl,” he lets off in a low voice, pushing you further into the desk. You whined, and he makes you out your hands behind your back, holding them with one hand while his cock continues to puncture inside your tight walls that’s spasming and convulsing because of him. “I‘m not done filling up this slutty pussy though,” he breathes through a clenched jaw, raising his head up a bit slightly before spanking you again. “My slutty pussy.”

who’s your god? — geto suguru

summary: suguru geto is the reincarnation of a powerful god or so he claims, using his abilities to prey on as many weak minded housewives as he can.

+ tagging: @hellavile @shamelesshoefairy @takemichiluvr @nutheadgeenat

warnings: (18+, minors/ageless/blank blogs will be blocked) mention of church/religion, sex, adultery, cult like themes, sacrilege(?), begging, pet names (good girl, slut), corruption, finger sucking, public sex, people are watching, geto refers to himself as god, spanking, manipulation, race isn’t mentioned but i envision all my y/n’s as black so yeah

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“A-are you sure?” You swallow and gulp, staring at the man in front of you. His dark hooded eyes staring back at you.

“I have no reason to lie to you.” He says in a hushed tone as your husband walks up the stairs. With every painful creek of the staircase you can’t help but to wince. “Your purity… is in danger, has been for a long time… many of those in higher powers have spoke to me, they do want to help you to remain pure… to be in a good standing of course. That’s why I’m here.”

“Is there anything I can do?” With pleading eyes and shaky hands you scoot closer to him. You children deserved a pure mother, one to help them cross over when the time approached. You longed to be reunited with your husband when time was right.

“Why, of course.” He did a sly slimy smile. “We’ll sit some time aside and pray on this together at the temple.”

“Thank you. Thank you so much sir– eh, master geto.” You could see his lip curl at the name change and seen his nails dig into him palms. Pulling out a simple cross necklace from the insides of his black robe, he handed it to you, placing it into the center of your palm and closing your hand to form a fist.

“Keep this. Wear it. Don’t take it off until we next meet. It’s vital for the ritual we’ll have to preform.”

So you did. You wore it everywhere and didn’t take it off. Anything to keep your purity safe. You showed with it on, wore it underneath all your shirts and dresses.

“The gods spoke to me,” A phone call on the early morning after three weeks had passed. “It’s time.” It wasn’t even dawn yet, just a little past 3am and you were drowsy. “Wear something light. Very thin.”

You swallowed and looked over yourself, all of the sudden nervous and self conscious. Your body a bit more full and plum since the birth of two babies, everything thin you owned was tight against your body.

But you slipped into a long sleeved dark old dress you owned, that covered your entire body and hugged your figure.

You couldn’t help but feel so out of place and so weird when you walked into the sacred temple. Masked and cloaked individuals stood still, you could barely tell that they were breathing yet alone alive.

Swallowing, you made your way to the center of the temple, where you knew Geto would be waiting.

He stood with great posture and a small cross between his fingers, pressing his lips against it before rubbing his fingers against it, up and down. Your core tingled and you gripped the sides of your dress, feeling too hot to keep walking. Your knees buckled and your hands clutched at the wall by your side.

“Master Geto, he—lp!” You slipped and fell to the floor, landing with a small oof that left your mouth. A buzzing sensation on your clit and even feeling a rough hand on your folds. Massaging and pulling them apart.

“Just let it over take you. Just be glad, I didn’t do this while your husband was around. I’m being mighty merciful to you, my dear.” His voice is a shiver up your spine and his presence overtakes you, you feel him all over and he hasn’t even walked over to you yet.

“Tell me, my dear…” His voice cures your ails, making every moment more breathable again. “If I told you that the only way to keep your purity intact would be the touch of a god, would you still be willing?” His voice is sly and cocky.

You squeeze your eyes tightly, a light relief of touch making you moan heavily before it’s quickly snatched away. “That was just a taste, a small taste of purity that could welcomed back into your little soul.”

Something stirred up inside of your chest and a heavy weight made you groan, making you painfully uncomfortable and aware of just what you were missing.

“I need it.” You voice hoarse and detached, you weren’t sounding like yourself. “I’d do anything for it—!” You voice faded.

You felt several hands on you all at once but nobody was there. Solar bright hotness scarred your chest while the cross marked itself into your skin, the smell of burnt flesh all around you.

As if hours had passed, Geto finally approached you. Putting your head in his lap. He crouched and whispered in your ear, “I’m going to fuck the purity back into you.” Licking the insides of your ear before biting and sucking on the lobe. “You’ll be clean again.” He promised.

Slipping your dress up and removing your dainty underwear. “Already so soaked. You’re already ready for me.” His finger caressed your lips and he kissed you. His tongue licking throughout your mouth and sucking on every inch of your tongue.

Cloaked and masked individuals circled around you both and you clang into his grasp, shivering.

“They have to watch. They have to be here.” He explained calmly. “They’re praying over us, praying for you and your purity… shall I ask again, if you really want this? Remember the feeling that you felt…” That feeling was all you could think about, his touch and his voice amplifying everything.

He knew you wanted it. Hanging it over your head. Watching you pant and groan, your thighs sticky and your head spinning. “Please… you know I need it.”

“What would you husband think of you now…” he twists his fingers in your mouth, drawing them in and out. “Watching you beg like a little slut for me to fuck you… would he like it?”

You couldn’t bare to answer. “Please just fuck me already…” you pleaded with him, your eyes clouded with lust, his filled with sin and all he could do was drink it up.

The dizziness continued as the people watching stepped closer, you gulped and trembled, feeling like you can’t breathe.

“I’m going to give you exactly what you need to be pure again.” He pulls his robe off quickly and your eyes follow. His body sculpted to perfection, lean and a perfect built. Your eyes trailed down to his cock and you tried not to moan aloud.

Long and girthy with a dark pink tip, standing curved and full at your attention. You swallowed hard.

Leaning over you, he rubs himself between your cool wet gooey folds, lining his cock against your entrance. “Ready?” He murmurs and your eyes look between his then to his cock before you look to the lingering eyes around you.

“Yes. I’m ready.” Your voice strong and steady as your hands grab at his shoulders.

He slipped between your thighs and all of the heat and sweat around your body disappeared when a small moan left your lips. His cock completely splitting you open and his fingers digging into your thighs. Your legs spread wide as his hips thrust forward, hard.

Burying his nose into your neck he does a deep laugh. His hips wild with ever thrust, the splashy wetness from your pussy echoing around the temple. Moans bounce around with each time he plunges in and out of you.

Clenching around him, he groans, pulling himself out before quickly tapping his cock against your wet folds that open wide for him. He feeds your deprived insides his merciful cock with a sinister smile before he says:

“Tell me, who’s your fucking god now? Huh? Who do you belong to? Who is fucking you, hm? Who’s fucking this pussy pure?”

Gripping his shoulders harder and meeting his thrust you finally whisper, “You… you are, master Geto.”

His hips stutter when you tighten up on him, “Oh, so tight… so fucking tight.” He squeezed your thighs and ram inside of you, both of your moans loud. “Gonna fucking cum inside this pretty pussy.” He promises, jerking his hips and fucking deeper inside of your core.

Feeling every twitch from you, he uses two fingers to rub at your needy swollen clit. “Oh you like that? You like when I fuck this flower open?”

He plants kisses up and down your throat. “Please just…” you lock your legs around his waist, tightly. Wetness sliding down your thighs.

He shutters and sighs, rocking his hips and thrusting harder inside. His eyes intense as they glare down at you. “Such a good girl,” He says, his voice guff and his cock throbbing hard.

Your nails dig into his skin and your pussy squirts as he works his way in and out of you.“Take it.” He tip kissing your womb ever so gently before he’s pounding inside again, watching your thighs jiggle with every moment.

“Take my cum.” He growls, stilling over you. His body shakes and so goes yours, once his cum is planted inside of you, your body feels cool again.

Panting, you look into his dark eyes. “Am I pure?” Your eyes shining with hope and pleasure.

“Far from it.” He says and your face falls. “Turn around.”

Embarrassed and confused, you turn on your stomach.

You feel his rough hands touching on your ass and squeezing the plushness of it before he does the unexpected. A loud slap rings throughout the temple and you grown in pain. “Count.” He does another one to the opposite cheek.

“O-one…” Your soaked folds growing even wetness. “Two…”

Rubbing his cock between your ass he does another slap. “Three—!”

“I’m going to have my way with you for the rest of the day… until you physically can’t anymore.” He says with a deep chuckle. “Ready?”

UH OH, HE’S A DILF — #TOJI FUSHIGURO

FEM! READER X TOJI FUSHIGURO

a series of writing where in toji is that dilf.

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didn’t think i’ll make this a series but i think i have to now, i enjoy this so much <3

[soon] DILF IN AMUSEMENT! — #FIRST MEETING

the first time you met toji fushiguro.

DILF IN QUESTION! — #TOJI’S SECRET

you learn toji’s rightful secret.

DILF IN TROUBLE! — #TOJI’S WORK WIFE

you learn about toji’s work wife.

[soon] DILF IN JEALOUSY! — #COLLEGE BOYS

toji fushiguro hates those dumb college boys who can’t leave his pretty baby alone.

[soon] DILF IN LOVE! — #EX WIFE

you meet toji’s ex wife.

— I GOT SWEET TASTE FOR MEN WHO ARE OLDER, IT’S ALWAYS BEEN SO, IT’S NO SURPRISE.

𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃! | toji fushiguro.

SUMMARY: toji has a little too much fun tormenting the new cute flight attendant in first class.

CONTENT: fem! flight attendant reader, dilf!toji, pwp, reader‘s 20+, degrading, praise, squirting, brief cockwarming, cunnilingus — (toji eats it from the back) creampie, corruption kink, dumbification, fingering, edging, spanking, size kink, biting, (petnames: sweetheart, pretty/little girl, baby.) wk — 5.9k! GYATTT.

NOTE: hey 💔 pls this was a thirst at first i swear… but my puthy… took the wheel 😞 looool enjooooy .

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Toji laid near the window of the lavish first class section of the front cabin of the airplane. It was a few others around him, but very few. He had about a good three hours left until he arrived at his destination to do more shady gambling business. To put it frank, he was bored. Toji had his head pressed up against the glass, staring blankly at the sky. But that‘s when his attention drifted. He spotted you, trying your best to have great customer service — sashaying down the aisles and creating conversations with people. Though, he stared a lot at the skirt you wore, and how you’d occasionally tug down on it, hoping no one would see, but Toji definitely did. He figured you were new mainly since he always takes this airline, and hasn‘t ever seen you before. Besides, most of the other flight attendees were a bit older than you or had far much more experience.

“Hi, Sir. Can I help you with something,” you softly spoke, immediately coming to his aid once he rang your attendant call button. “Mr. uh… Fushiguro?”

He looks up at you, and he‘s manspread in his cushioned velvet chair — dripped in a jet-black expensive tuxedo and black slacks, strands of hair nearly covering his stoically grim expression. “Yeah,” he gruffly replies, and he stretches for a bit, his eyes dart towards your rack, making contact with your pretty bedazzled name tag that you probably decorated yourself. Cute. “Y/N,” he rolls off his tongue, tilting his head before staring at the baggage cabinet. “Could you.. be a doll and get my luggage for me? Heh. Silly me. My legs, unfortunately, fell asleep.”

“Oh, sure thing.” You‘d smile, and he watches you stroll directly in front of him, opening the cabinet that was directly above him. Just as you were about to grab one of his light weighted bags, the plane made a huge shake of turbulence— causing you to embarrassingly lose your balance and fall.

Toji catches you with quick reflexes, you‘re awkwardly on his lap, and he‘s giving you a near smirk. “Uh oh. Careful now,” he huskily murmurs, and that’s when you feel his touch—his hands that were on your waist since he caught you. Toji props you up, fixing your skirt for you but you can feel his eyes lingering on your body intimidatingly. “Wouldn’t want you to hurt that pretty little face.” And you gulp, almost swearing that you felt something poke out underneath your attendant blazer while propped on his lap. Something…. questionably hard.

That‘s the words that kept repeating in your head while you’re standing in front of Toji‘s seat, hands gripping down onto the head of the cushioned seat while his tongue’s in between your thighs. This was so risky — how did it even escalate like this? You were just conversing with him about his personal life out of curiosity, and now Toji’s dug deep in between your legs, lapping up your cunt like a filthy starved man. “Toji…” You’d whimper, gripping the seat. It was an older guy completely knocked out who sat directly in front of you, snoring loudly with headphones in, and you were praying he couldn’t hear you. Much less along with the other few passengers scattered throughout the first class section — no one was really woke, regarding it was three am. But still, anyone could just… see…. Toji Fushiguro … eating you out.

You shivered, feeling the coldness of his rings all over his fingers graze against your ass, giving you a proper spank to remind you to keep your back prettily arched for him. “Sorry, sweetheart,” he chuckles, warm breath fanning against your swollen clit. Your eyes nearly rollllll back, feeling him lap up your sweet essence for all that it‘s worth. “I’ve always been a—mpmh.. messy eater.”

“Fuck—” You’d sob out, and he very much was. Toji didn’t even have the decency to remove your skirt for you. He just rolled it up to your waist. His tongue’s slurping you absolutely dry, vacuuming your cunt and it’s not long before you’ve got his well-trimmed chin glistening with your honeyed slick. “I-I‘m gonna cum again i—if you keep eating me out like that.. Mr. Fushiguro..”

Toji brings another spank to the fat plump part of your ass, and you feel him drag a thumb toward your clit for more stimulation. “Nah. Toji, girl. Say it with me. Toji.”

“T—Toji.” You’d whimper out, heels digging into the carpeted ground.

“Louder.” He slowly circles his tongue deep into your folds.

“Someone‘s gonna hear if I—”

Toji’s wet glossed lips press and poke between your folds, and he grunts, continuing to sway his thumb back and forth against you at a more rapid speed. “Yeah? Aw, that‘s too bad. I can always stop eating you out then,” he departs his lips, giving your rump a hungry gaze. “Could take my ass right back to sleep with no problem, little girl.”

“Toji! Toji T—Toji!” You’d immediately wail out, definitely not wanting that. He grins against your cunt, diving back in with a sinister grin.

“Everything alright back there?” You hear near the very front — and it‘s the pilot, he sounds worried and you bit your lip, feeling dumb that you literally yelled aloud for everyone to hear. “...Y/N? Who’s Toji?”

You panted, loving the way his tongue dragged and rolled against your sensitive nub. You swallowed thickly, voice completely shaky. “Oh.. I‘m sorry…. I— I must have,” and you’re dumbfounded. You don’t know what to say, mind going blank from Toji’s tongue continuing to lap and lick your folds — going all different directions, from north, west, east, and fucking south. “I.. I must have mistaken someone…”

“Uh huh... okay,” the pilot replies in a tired voice. Yeah, he sounds like he most definitely doesn’t believe you, but goes along anyway. “Do a favor and do a sweep and check near the main aisles, alright?”

“Yes ….. sir. Right away,” You cutely complied, and Toji’s enjoying his meal happily, his tongue slowly sliding from up to down on your pussy and you whimper. You turn your head to look down at him while giving his messy black hair an adorable yank. He looks up at you with a red-handed simper. “Toji, you‘re gonna get me i—in trouble.”

Toji moans lowly on your cunt, giving your swollen lower lips sweet kisses before giving the fat of your thighs bite marks. His dark green eyes meet you again before he shrugs, “And,” he hums, making your legs spread a bit more to manipulate your poor sensitive nub with his tongue. “Won‘t be the end of the world, pretty girl,” and he chuckles, watching you turn back towards in front of you — sinking your teeth onto your knuckles. “Yes sir. Right away,” he mocks your sweet tone. “Such a lousy flight attendant. You lied straight to the pilot as you’re getting your pussy eaten by a passenger,” and he’s continuously dipping his tongue in and out of your sheeny cunt. “Such a shame. Don’t know how to take simple orders. Someone needs more training.”

You whine at his words, the sounds he made were so dirty — your pussy continued to pop from his mouth, and his nose kept tickling against your cunt. He definitely knew what he was doing. Your mouth slightly opens from his devilish tongue that‘s drinking your sweet savory juices like water. His jaw locks and tightens, and it‘s probably been about a good fifteen minutes. Toji could eat a girl out for hours. The epitome of a pussy pleaser.

“Toji,” you gasped, lashes fluttering with each blink. He playfully sucks on your sweet labia, fondling the clitoral hood in the process, and your left leg starts to bounce. “Toji… I—I don‘t know if you fucking heard me b—but I’m about to cum..”

“Oh, I heard you, sweetheart,” he mutters in a gravelly voice, skimming and slowly flicking his greedy tongue. You nearly cry out once he locates your sweet g-spot again, so sloppy with his meal. Toji slowly looks at you with a warm grin on his shimmering chin wet from being between your thighs. “All you gotta do is ask me. Then you can cum your cute little head off.”

You whine, tears swelling up in your eyes. His tongue felt so good — laid perfectly wide and flat against your pussy, lapping it up to its supremity.

“Please… lemme cum, Toji.” You panted in a quavering tone. It was the way that his tongue acted so diabolical, repeating its routine of directing itself toward your sex. It kept making your eyes go back with your mouth slightly going agape. This was probably the riskiest thing you‘ve ever done — you’ve never done anything this remotely raunchy in public, much less on the job. It made your pussy flutter though, Toji continuing to remind you that there are people watching, and anyone can just come in and see you getting so stupid on his tongue.

“Pretty please,” He adds, and you pout feeling him remove his lips — planting soft kisses near your inner thighs, running his tongue on the bite marks he created. “Say it.”

You’re almost sobbing, swallowing the invisible lump residing in your throat before furrowing your eyebrows, eyes darting towards the head of the plane. “P-Pretty please Toji… can‘t hold it..please.”

“Go ahead.” He roughly mumbles, and your body twitches from his response, sending you into a dazed crescendo. When you orgasm, a cute whiney squeak comes out, and you’re trying so hard not to scream out while you‘re cumming on Toji‘s tongue. Your lip trembles, fist clenched, and banging against the seat. Thank god the old man in front of you was dead asleep, that would have been pretty embarrassing.

He slurps you clean, finally departing with a pussy drunken smile while you’re breathing with shattering breaths. You turn around, watching Toji sit down with spread legs, sliding his tongue across his lips in such a dirty way — tongue dragging across his sexy slanted scar. “Good girl. C’mere.” He says, and you watch him slide his rough calloused fingers between his exorbitant gleaming belt. Toji unbuckled his pants, and you stroll to him with shaky legs. He’s got a thick bulge through his black-designed boxers imprinted in them, and you so desperately wanted to ride him.

He springs his thick, well-trimmed cock out that was exquisitely leaking out pre-cum. It was pretty. You plopped on his lap, but he twisted you a bit, making your back face him. “I’m gonna have fun breaking you, little miss flight attendant,” he whispers next to your ear, and your mouth opens again marginally from the way you started to slowly sink down onto his size. He was so big, Toji grunts next to your ear, making sure your protocol skirt remained rolled up towards your waist. He licks a stripe up your neck, feeling your nails penetrate into his pants leg. “That’s it. Mmm. Press your back towards me. Relax.”

“You’re really…. big…” You breathed out, walls starting to ease up and flutter around his girth. Your cute pussy was trying to adjust, and he slithers a hand towards your cunt before going through your cute attendant blazer to feel on your tummy. “Mr. Fus— Toji… you’re not gonna fit.”

“Yeah…?” Toji hums, and he’s got a hand gently wrapping around your throat — his voice is so raspy and condescending, in a teasing way. Your pussy’s nothing like your words though, it’s sliding right in regardless of the stretch, and you’re embarrassingly biting back your words. “I dunno. This pussy’s saying something different, baby. You’re just being dramatic,” and he huffs directly next to your ear, sliding his hands all around your body. “You‘re a big girl—” and he grunts, you laying your head against his neck with a whimper, sinking deeper before he smiles. “I‘m sure you can take me. Nothing a pretty little flight attendant like you can‘t handle. There ya go. Mmm shit.”

You let out a long drawn-out whimper, knees slightly bucking from his thick cock — head reaching deep into your heated core. “Stretchy ass pussy,” he pants huskily, and you suppress a loud moan that was about to escape your lips once he’s finally all the way in. Toji’s got a sinister smile on his face, licking his lips with his tongue. “See. This pretty cunt knows how to take what its given,” and he writhes — watching you squirm and shift around his size in attempts to get comfortable. To say you‘ve taken anyone remotely as big or bigger than Toji is — a heavy understatement. You’d be lying straight through your teeth. “Start riding me, girl.”

“O—Okay, Toji.” You stammered, sitting all pretty in his lap. You started to move your hips in an orderly fashion and he wraps his strong bulky arms around your waist. Your hands gripped tightly onto his clenched thighs, and your breaths were exponentially heavy, walls contracting around his tight length. “Shit… shit… shit.”

“Filthy fucking mouth. Someone oughta teach you how to speak proper,” Toji tuts with a low growl, spongey walls mending and spasming — with his degrading words going straight to your cunt, it sends your frail body in a frenzy. “Pretty cock hungry whore with a little potty mouth. Exactly what you are, huh?”

You whine from the way you‘re bouncing now, his degrading words transmitting your empty brain into a complete and utter crazed state. “S—Sorry Toji,” you’d pant, feeling the crown of his cock poke repeatedly inside your cunt — making you let out cute whimpers and whines. He hit everywhere, deep and rough, letting you fuck yourself on his cock. Your cute noises were shaky as you bounced on his lap, having a race with your own breath. Toji‘s never had sex on an airplane before, but if it meant you’d always work at this particular airline, then he’d probably come more often than he usually does. “Can’t help it when your cock is just… stretching m—my pussy out.”

“Heh, It’s okay,” he grins, racing his hands towards your little flight attendant blazer. His hands slide through your shirt, and he gropes your breasts, giving them a good squeeze, and that makes you moan softly, feeling his fingers circle around your perky nipples. Your heartbeat pounded fast, and it was quite dim in the wing of first class. Since it was early at three am — in the airplane, the only lights being produced were the ones near the windows, bright orange and red. The sounds, pure white noise including the sound of the rumbling grumbling engine, along with the extreme sounds of the skin slapping you made, featuring your honeyed voice moaning and babbling on Toji’s dick. “Aw, you poor baby,” and he‘s whispering over your whines, a hand caressing your neck. “Been standing on your feet all day. This probably just what you needed huh?”

You let out a long sigh, pout squeezing onto your pretty glossed lips with a pathetic, “Y-Yeah… yeah...” you’d softly whimper out, his cock disappearing deeply inside your cunt over and over. It was like a magic trick of the sort, super sloppy and erratic. It was almost as if Toji‘s dick had something to do with Houdini — vanishing right inside your sopping wet pussy. “Feels really good… Toji.”

“Good,” he groans, dragging his rough hands toward your hips again. Your movements were so sweet, thrashing and smacking back against his pelvic bone. “Mmm fuck,” he’d huff from a thrust, and you were sure his cock exclusively prodded against your cervix for a brief moment. You felt it too, because you whined loudly, and Toji brings a big hand to your mouth. “Shit. Right there? That spot, sweetheart?” You’d cutely reply with a slow head nod, whimpering muffled cries into the palm of his hand and Toji smiles, bringing your back closer to his chest.

“So cute,” he growls, and you suck in a sharp breath. You’re quivering, and it’s not long before your tongue lolls out from his deep thrusts, penetrating way inside beneath your gummy walls. His manly fragrance is so strong, it makes you practically dizzy as you’re whining. The coil within you creates tension, and pressures being built up and you’re ultimately throbbing because of his doing. He removes his hand with a simper, “See. And you said you couldn’t take me. You’re doin’ just fine, pretty girl.”

“Y/N?”

You freeze up looking in front of you to see one of your good flight attendant friends, Kyle. He was rolling the cart that was filled with drinks and refreshments for the passengers aboard — and Toji felt you dig into his calf. “T—Toji… W-What do I do? He’s gonna see me!” You panicked, muscles tightening and your bouncing became vaguely sloppy.

Toji chuckles lowly beneath your ear, and you’re not finding anything relatively funny. He coos, feeling you stop bouncing while he tries to make your blazer at least somewhat decent. “Ah, calm down Y/N. Just… sit on my lap. It’s pretty dark, he won’t know,” and he feels you writhe around slightly with his cock still deep inside you. The fellow flight attendant made his way closer until he reached the aisle — staring at the… peculiar scene that was happening. “Unless you make it obvious, little girl.” He mutters the last bit in your ear, reaching a hand down to your pussy that’s hiding underneath your skirt, causing you to whine.

The scene was…. definitely odd at the least. You, one of his co-workers propped on a passenger's lap in the middle of the night, hair slightly messy and you looked like you’d just run a marathon. “Oh… h-hey Kyle. What’s… up?” He’s gripping the cart with a furrowed eyebrow. Toji starts to teasingly bounce his leg, and you almost let out a moan, smacking against his leg but he ignores your cute little remark.

“Who’s.. he?” He suddenly says, with pursed lips.

Toji‘s giving the other flight attendant a fake smile, waiting for some reply you‘d come up with. But he figured you‘d say something boring. You inhaled, glancing around the terminal with near half lidded eyes. “Oh… um.. well… he’s no o—”

“Yo. I’m her boyfriend,” Toji abruptly says with smug arrogance, playfully bringing you up close to his chest. Boyfriend? Your heart raced, wondering what this guy’s deal was. To be fair though, you weren’t exactly complaining. How could you when your mind was so completely empty? Toji laughs mentally, watching the guy’s face fall — bringing a peck to your forehead. “Was just coddling a little with her before she gets back to work,” and he slithers a hand up your thigh, panting from his fingers trailing near the crevices of your legs. “Ain‘t that right... baby?”

You felt so stuffed full, praying that your co-worker didn’t see, it was really dim so high chance he didn’t but still. “Um… yeah…” You went along with it, trying to sound at least somewhat believable. Toji‘s cock stood still, and it took everything in you for your eyes to not roll back. “I‘m about to… get up.. actually.”

“…….Okay,” he awkwardly responds through gritted teeth, clearing his throat and smiling. “Uh.. what was I gonna say,” he mutters, jogging his memory. “Right. Well, don’t forget to sweep the aisles, and take any more last-minute orders. Help... uh.. supervise,” and he pauses, watching Toji whisper something in your ear. You nervously smiled back at your co-worker in response. “……I don’t know if the pilot told you, but yeah. Estimated time for arrival is around five in the morning.”

“T—Thank you, Kyle,” You’d give him a fake grin, and he walks away into the main passenger section, away from the expensive lavish part of the plane.

Once it was clear, you moaned — Toji making you lie down on the stretchable bed directly next to the seated chairs. You panted, radiating heat immediately rising to your cheeks. That was so risky. So awkward. It made your heart race, synchronizing with your pussy entirely. “M-My… boyfriend? Since when are you, my boyfriend?”

“Yeah.. sorry about that sweetheart,” Toji gruffs in a low voice, and you stare at him, unzipping your skirt before tearing it off of you. He’s got a near-hungry gaze — obsidian strands of hair nearly blocking his view of vision. “It was quite amusing to see his face when I said that though. He looked so devastated heh,” and you slip out a whimper, feeling him insert his cock back inside of you. “The poor bastard. Shame he can’t get inside this sweet pussy. Only I can.”

Your breathing hitches as your cunt swallows him whole. Toji rubs a hand on your tummy, presenting your core with deep slow strokes. “T-Toji… I work with him… now things are g-gonna be awkward…”

“Good,” he hums with a playful grin. Toji pivoted his hips with such force. Your breathing is erratic and you’re clinging onto his strong tuxedo sleeves. Toji’s staring at you — watching your back cutely arch before he brings your knees to your chest. You look so pretty, he‘s ruthlessly jerking his hips against your slippery core. “Bet he’s biting his damn fists thinking about fucking this,” and he pauses and lets out a grunt, watching your cunt take him in with all its might. “Loose little cunt. It‘s just gripping…. around me so… good,” and his eyes nearly roll back, voice changing pitches sexily. “Fucking shit.”

You whimpered, walls fluttering — and you’re holding onto your last breath. His cock repeated to bully inside of your folds, tapping against your g-spot to make you cry out cute and stuttering whimpers. “T-Toji…” and you look adorable, eyebrows furrowed from his deep penetrative thrusts going in and out of your cunt — slapping and thwacking against your heated sex. At this point, you didn’t really care who heard you. You kept repeating his name over and over and over again as if it was some enchanting mantra. “Toji… Toji… r—right there Toji… please…”

“My god, woman.” he hissed — feeling him lean in super close to your face. You were completely fucked dumb to comprehend let alone think properly, but Toji leans in and kisses you. Deeply. He used a hand to slither beneath your hot-tempered body, making your legs open for him and it instinctively wraps around his slim slutty waist. You opened your mouth slightly, kissing him back, transferring your exotic whines and noises into his mouth. Toji tasted so sweet like candy, not only could you taste the lingering savory tang of rich champagne on his tongue, but you tasted yourself as well, from when he was eating you out earlier.

The both of you were close, and you whimper, watching him depart to bury his head into your neck — taking in your candied scent. “Fuck,” he stammered, licking another stripe up your neck. “So close,” and then he swallows, dragging a rough hand towards your tummy, sitting up to stare at you with lust-hungry eyes. “Tell me…” he breathes, gnawing on his lip. “Where do you want me to cum, sweetheart?”

“In me.” You immediately responded, and your pussy’s getting absolutely demolished by his cock. You wanted to be filled, just the thought of it was enough to make your mouth swell up with water — salivating. It was so lewd. You craved it.

“Be more specific, little girl.” Toji bluntly says, planting kisses down your collarbone. He grips your chin, making you stare at him, and you arch your back, eyes nearly reaching near your skull again — seeing pure and utter blackness before he sneaks another kiss on your lips. “Where inside? I‘m gonna need to hear you explain in detail.”

“In…. In my pussy,” you whined and saying it aloud made heat rise to both sides of your face. Toji stares at you, sexily raising an eyebrow as if he’s telling you to keep talking. You huffed, voice trembling from his voice shaking you roughly underneath him of the comfy cushioned sofa. “I… I want you to fill your cum inside my cunt T—Toji,”and your lip quivers, sliding your right leg down his back seductively. “Don‘t spill any… wanna feel stuffed with your seed.”

Toji looks away as if he’s actually thinking about it, and you pout — not fond of his teasing.

“Good. That‘s how you should speak. Nice and proper,” and as he rubs a thumb against your lip, Toji feels the anklet you wore above your foot rub against his chiseled toned back. “Better be a good girl and shut the fuck up then. Don’t want your pilot to hear how much of a slut you‘re being for me, huh?”

“I— I don’t care if he hears.” You’d whimper.

“Really now,” Toji lowly rasps, and his tone is amused more than anything. You softly shake your head as a response, and a little smile spreads on his face. “Ah, that‘s cute. Moments ago you were so scared to make noise,” and Toji pushes your leg up, having you sling it over his shoulder. You gasp, feeling his hips jolt and ram against you before he pants — having a hand squeeze onto the fat of your thigh. Toji’s muscles tense, and he draws in a hot breath, seeing your perfect body beneath him just jump and twitch from each dramatic thrust he‘s making. “Whatever then. Take it then, baby. F—Fucking take it.”

You let out a silent squeal, feeling Toji‘s hips slow before he’s jerking, spilling a thick load right into your cunt — painting your spongey insides white. Toji dissolved into pleasure, sinking his teeth into your neck gently, and he moans quite loud himself. His voice is low and gravelly, strained against your skin and it makes your pussy twitch once he’s trying to catch his breath. He‘s roughly panting, and for a moment you think you hear his voice crack briefly.

“Shit,” he heaves through shattered teeth, sitting up. You panted yourself, watching him grunt before swiping his cock head against your folds — watching the gooey cum spill out in spurts, coating your pussy with its will. Toji then pulls up his pants, buckling them before narrowing his eyes towards you. “Lie back for me, Y/N.”

“O—Okay…” You panted, watching Toji sit back. He brings you close to him, and you’re confused before he brings two fingers towards your stuffed cunt.

He brings his perfect crooked and sinister lips to your neck, softly pecking a kiss, before he mutters to you in a low voice. “I gotta ask. A man ever make you squirt before?”

Your eyes were half lidded, feeling him spread your legs open for him — grazing a hand down your chest. “Uh… no… I don‘t think so.”

“No?” Toji grins, pulling your head back towards him. You shook your head, and you whimper, feeling him shove his remains of cum out your stuffy cunt. It was poured deep inside, as it should be and that made his erect hard cock twitch inside his pants. “You‘ll let me change that, huh? You deserve that much for being such a good girl.”

“Please,” You‘d moan out, white noise filling your ears. You stared in front of you, not realizing how much time passed — the sunset was just about to come up now. “Make me s-squirt.. Toji.”

He hums at your honeyed response, and he’s got the bowling ball grip, middle, and ring finger both perfectly coordinated and shoved inside your twitching pussy. He grabs a black towel from near the cabinet beneath him and puts it under you just in case. “Kay. Relax for me,” he coos, and you start to pant — feeling his two slender digits squirm inside your cunt. His fingers are being coated with his cum along with your sweet juices as well. He’s slowly stimulating your clit, and your lip trembles, sliding a hand down to feel his grip in your soaked folds. “Your g-spot‘s so cute.” He mutters against your neck, fingertips prodding against it, and it feels like a little ridge, spasming from his fingers entirely.

“Fuck… T—Toji..” You‘d cry out, his fingers so thick, stretching your pussy even more than it already was earlier. Your cunt was so submissive to him, swallowing his fingers with ease, building pressure and your leg started to shake. You’re so wet, he finds it adorable, swiping the tip of his two digits against your gummy walls that‘s fluttering and clenching around him. He’s stroking inside — making your mind dizzy, and you‘re trying not to be so loud.

Toji smiles behind your head, curling his fingers around your cunt and you cry out. “Sweetheart. Can you be any louder, damn,” he chuckles, slapping a hand softly over your mouth. You muffled incoherent babbles into his palm now, probably slobbering all over it, but he doesn‘t mind. Toji’s fingers reach your g-spot again, and he gradually tickles against it, watching your body twitch and jolt — head laid back against him, engulfing in his designer cologne scent. “Good girl. Like that, bare around my fingers. Mhm,” and your eyes are wandering in all kinds of directions. His fingers are penetrating deep into your slick core, prodding against your g-spot in a circular motion. Even with muffled moans, you‘re still quite loud and he finds it so cute. “Doing so good for me, pretty girl.”

Your cunt pulsates at his praises, and your eyes nearly roll back once you feel a peculiar sensation of heat building up. “Mmph—! Mmph…” You‘d gasp, his rough hand still covering your mouth.

Toji massages your sweet spot, knowing exactly where to go with his fingers. Inside and out. Inside and out, in a rapid motion — making you incapable to think, and he brings his lips to your ear, talking over your moans. “I know, I know,” and his voice is low, you could still hear the sheer smug in his tone though. You spot him grinning from the corner of your peripherals, sly smile and the slanted scar on his lips poking, briefly showing his subtle dimples. “You feel it don‘t you? It‘s quite normal, don‘t worry.”

You slowly give him a nod, reaching a hand to feel his arm and he smiles — and Toji hears your pussy letting out wet squelching sounds. It felt so good, repeatedly hitting the back of your head against him. He thinks you’re so cute, about to gush out all on his fingers. “Let go for me Y/N. Squirt on my fingers, yeah?”

Your walls burst at his command, and you do willingly but hesitatingly. You feel yourself exploding — combusting, pussy getting tense and you‘re squirting on Toji’s fingers. He watches your body jostle roughly, eyes rolling back and you let out a loooong drawn-out orgasm, and he’s got his hand covering your mouth still, shushing you while chuckling against your ear. The feeling was something you’d definitely never felt before, and he removed his grip from your mouth. “O—Oh my god, Toji.” You’d breathe out, fat tears remaining on your long lashes. Your tiny voice trembled on every word. He slides his fingers out, with a cute pop and you whimper, puffy breaths completely heavy. “Fuck…. fuck…. fuck…”

Toji squeezes your pussy with his whole wrist, feeling your soaked cunt beneath him and plants a kiss on the crown of your head. “Good fucking girl.”

And right then, the P.A. system beeps, and it’s the pilot speaking. You pant, eyes completely half lidded. “Alright folks. Cleared for the ILS, runway three four at 5:27 A.M.,” and you moan against Toji‘s chest, not wanting to get up. You had to though. Because you did… sort of work here. “We‘re finally cleared to land. Beautiful skies today! All flight attendants, prepare to help passengers disembark and help unload their luggage. Over.”

“Are you… gonna get up or are you gonna stay here with me, sweetheart?” Toji raises a brow, watching your stiff body just pant above him. He cleans you up with the large towel — helping you slip your panties and skirt back on.

“Stay...” You’d mumble in a cock-drunken pant, mind completely in a daze.

Toji rolls his eyes with a sleazy smile and helps you stand up, you‘re intaking a sharp breath. You realize how tall he is now, and with the beaming sunlight shining on his face, he looks so handsome, pretty even. He‘s staring down at you with stoic green eyes. And then it dawned on you. You fucked Toji Fushiguro. The Toji Fushiguro. You’ve seen him on the news, and heard stories about him. “The Sorcerer Killer.” He was this dangerous ruthless assassin. And yet... you just had him deep in your guts, had him let you squirt, and ate your pussy out like it was the best meal he‘s ever gotten his hands on.

No regrets though. The whore in you screamed that you‘d definitely do it again.

“Oh yeah,” he cuts off your lewd thoughts, strolling towards the sink near the pilot’s cabin. You lazily follow him, holding your work heels in your hand. “Forgot. You never did actually get to help me with my luggage. That‘s alright. I think I got it.”

You stared at Toji — watching him wash his hands thoroughly, and he catches you gawking at him through the mirror briefly. He dries his hands off, and you fix your blazer with a needy sigh. “Thank you for um… choosing our airlines, Mr. Fushiguro.”

“Toji, girl.” He tells you, swiping a delicate thumb against your lips.

“Right… Toji,” You‘d softly reply, staring into his emerald viridescent eyes. He liked the way you said his name, he found it cute. Somewhat endearing. The eye contact remains before you clear your throat, giving him room to leave the claustrophobic filled bathroom. “I hope your uh… trip goes well. Wherever you‘re going.”

Toji sulks, rolling his eyes. “Gimme your phone.”

“My phone?” You stammered, and he just blankly stares at you, as if his eyes asserted dominance, saying: you heard me. “Okay…”

Toji grabs your phone, and he scrolls his stubby fingers through — and reaches the contact app. He pulls out his too and you stood still, wiping any remaining running mascara down your face, hearing him type quickly, tapping his foot against the carpet floor. He‘s got a stoic expression, the blue light reflecting on his face.

“There,” he says, with a sly smile. You grab your phone, looking down then at him. He gave you his phone number, and texted himself. “I could tell you‘re probably gonna want more of me,” and his voice is low — face flushing with radiating heat once his eyes lingers towards your chest then back up at your face. “Just give me a text when you‘re horny. Whenever I come back on this airline again, I’ll be in the same place. You know.”

“Okay.” you glanced up at him, locking your phone. Toji brings a peck to your forehead, slipping you a hundred dollar bill, and he stuffs it in your bra before you watched him start to walk away. You gasp, and mumble a, “Thank… you…?”

“Work on your customer service for me. I‘ll be seeing you, Y/N.” And he unloads his things, boarding off the jet. You stood on shaky legs, before opening your phone to see Toji‘s contact again just out of curiosity.

Your eyes widened, seeing a full-blown image of Toji's veiny cock with a brief text underneath the attachment that read: “Sleep well, little girl. Tell that Kyle guy I said hey.”

☆emo & bimbo☆ megumi f.

🎀: just megumi fucking his gf

🎀:busty reader, spanking, hard fingering, cream, cum eating, mean megumi, black coded reader ( brownskin, dark brownskin, darkskin, mid brown skin, moderate brown) unprotected sex, praising, degrading ( slut ) choking, pussy slapping, oral (f & m receiving) cursing, mating press, titty fucking, crying, ( i don’t really describe the hair so if you have wig, braids, locs etc i just use “ hair” but use wtv you like<3 )

✧*.｡✰*.MINORS DNI ✧*.｡✰*.

you were on your knees, naked in front of your boyfriend. your breast stroking his length while you suck the swollen pink tip. precum helping his cock slide easier. “ stop fucking looking at me like that” he cursed seeing how you looked up at him with you big eyes. his tall figure infront of you with his sweat pants down to his ankle and his shirt on the floor near him. you quickly closed your thighs feeling your cunt flutter at his mean words.

your hands started moving your breast up and down focusing on helping your boyfriend cum so he can give your cunt the attention it needed. your tongue glazing on his slit giving kitten licks and kisses when his cock twitched. he moved his cock up and down with the help of the baby oil and his precum. his breathing sped up as you used both your soft breast and your mouth for his release.

looking down at your figure with sweat dripping from his forehead and his hair all damp he came but you continued removing your breast- gripping on his thigh as you deepthroated him. feeling his tip in the back of your throat, releasing his warm cum that you gulped down “goddamn it fuck-”. he pushed your head away causing his cum to squirt on your face. pulling you up wiping your face that was covered in his cum you laughed showing him your pearly whites.

“ you’re such a dirty slut” he smirked before demanding you to lay on the bed with your legs spread. knowing that your small hands can’t hold you huge thighs, he held them for you. he stared at your pussy. it was so wet for the make out and the titty fucking.

you pouted and whimper when you felt his eyes staring deeply hard at you. “ please ‘gumi it hurts-” he hummed before shoving his face between your thighs, shoving a finger in your tight hole. your face was so hot from the lack of coldness in the room and your tears collected tears as he shook his head while pushing his tongue inside you. you squirmed not being able to handle all that pleasure.

“stop squirming” he demanded yanking your hips back to his face. “ y-you’re too deep!! uhm” you cried out when he landed a harshly slap on your clit causing you to shut your legs closed but he immediately opened them back. in a few minutes you were shaking from his fingers and how fast they went in your pussy making your toes curl. your mouth was wide open yet no sound came out. you were so lost in the pleasure your boyfriend was giving you.

your back arched and you let out a moan when megumi pressed down on your stomach causing your cum to gush out on his face and on the sheets. you tried to push his head away yet his grip on your thighs and the muffled words he let out sent vibrating to your core. when he finally broke free you saw how his face was all damp.

“ oh shit- babe i’m sorry” you hurriedly grabbed a towel to wipe off his face but his pinned you down shoving his tongue in your mouth. he pulled away watching how you chances his lips with a pout. “ spread them open for me princess” he kneeled infront as he tapped his tip on your folds before sliding his inches in.

with your legs thrown on his shoulder and your pussy spread on display for him megumi groan as how you immediately clenched around him. not wasting anymore seconds before slamming into you, heavy balls slapping on your ass that made you sensitive.

“ o-oh fuckkkk! right there right the-shitt” you teared up as he rubbed your clit with his thumb. his low eyes gape at how you painted his cock with your cum making it easier for him. your nails trailed on his abs which he shoved away knowing you wanted to push him away. “ fucking take it and stop running away. thought you-ohh- thought you wanted this”

once his tip slammed multiple times at your cervix you felt droplets of squirt gush over him wetting his dick more than enough to fasten his pace. he groan as you locked your legs around his waist. he screamed out as you clenched around his cock arching your back of the bed, basically locking him in. “ yn- yn wait” you ignore him letting your nails dragging across his back as you violently came. “ fuck im gonna cum- holy shit!” you sigh as you felt him squeeze your breast, kissing your face as his his twitches inside you signaling he was gonna bust that load.

once he felt relaxed listening to your labored breathing and his pants he leaned down caressing your swollen lips. “ gosh you’re so stupid” he whispered picking you up from the bed grabbing a handful of your ass before smacking it with a wide smile.

⭒ lost ⭒ ryomen s.

sukuna who lost all his self respect from the day he married you and the night he was first deep in your cunt. had him rolling his eyes back and his legs almost going numb from how warm and tight you squeezed around him. he had to on top- his beefy resting on your wide childbearing hips as you slammed down on him causing him to release the load he was trying to hold. he felt so stimulated and you had his cock twitching without you even knowing. when you tried to ask him what’s wrong he asked to go again practically begging. he wouldn’t and he couldn’t get his mind off how the white fitted corset pinched your waistline and squeezed your breast so tight they could pop out whenever you breath, or the bustling full-skirt that hid those thighs he wanted to be between. whenever you’d look over to him exposing those pearly whites if yours. sometimes in the morning he would kick out the maids and butlers out of the room to lay you down on the table and bang you right there. you didn’t know what to grab on for support to save yourself from his hard thrust. you would cry out and whimper when the plates crash on the ground but he didn’t stop. you would be so shy about the incident after and you would feel so bad about how you didn’t even get to taste the food they took their time with. he couldn’t control himself so when you came to meet him he offer you to sit on his face with no shame at it. sukuna’s body on the carpet while his head rested on the end of the throne and you hovered over his face while your legs were resting beside his head. slurping, and sucking noises echoed the room and you tried to keep quiet but no matter what he wouldn’t stop shoving his face deeper into your wet cunt. “ wait- someone could come innn!!” you protest grabbing the throne to light yourself up but you’d get yank back down to his face while feeling the laces of your corset untied. “ no one is gonna interrupt me and my wife- fuck sit back down” and you would lost it, wanting to bury yourself 6 feet deep down in the dirt when someone would walk in

yo 😖this would make me fold instantly fuckkk. cw: fem! reader, chubby reader, face riding, praise. 18+

men who pragmatically live between your luscious legs, and eats your pussy as a hobby. you tell him that you don’t wanna suffocate him with your thighs, and he just gives you a reassuring smile — with slick running down his chin from devouring your sweet mess. “nah don‘t worry, princess i got you,” and you’re whining from his tongue that’s spelling out zigzagged letters and numbers on your heavenly twitching pussy. “gimme all y‘er weight, pretty girl. ‘m starvin’…” and you’re timid and hesitant, you hover, before finally sitting on his face. your fav lays his tongue flat against your folds too, holding your thighs firmly and he’s so into it — eyes closed, tracing circles and squares and rhombuses over your cunt with his skilled tongue. “atta girl,” he praises in a soft sweetened voice. you’re moaning absentmindedly, supporting yourself slightly by holding your weight into your quavering knees. his tongue is just abundantly playing tag with your clit — making sure to not miss a spot, kiss up and down the crevices of your plushy thighs while going back to feast on his favorite meal of the day. his eyes are half lidded once he gets a good glimpse of you, your trembling hands combing through his hair. “use my face, baby. you deserve it s‘much.” he tells you in a subdued tone, and once he feels your hips slow and start to shudder from his tongue, he gets a better grip to control your hip movements to vigorously ride his tongue at a more quickened pace. he grins pussy drunkenly, watching your eyes roll back in pure bliss. but fuck, being between your thighs was ultimate heaven to him.

GOJO, TOJI, SUGURU GETŌ, NANAMI, EREN YEAGER, JEAN, DRAKEN, CONNIE, DABI, HAWKS, KAKASHI, ZORO, BOKUTO, ARAN OJIRO, TENGEN, REINER, ARMIN

rough zhongli… from behind….. 🙁🙁🙁

cw. rough, fem! reader, a little feral

zhongli was delirious to how you’re feeling, labored breathing parting from his lips— his cock was glazed with your arousal which he would immediately ram back into you, flooding it over your walls because how could he not?

he‘s so effected by how you‘re clenching down, desperately whining for him to make you cum before fluttering your hole around his girth again. It’s overwhelming— your needy cries are followed by a long drawn-out sob, yet little do you realize it‘s only heightening the burning desire in his blood.

forthwith, he’d let you know how crazy your puffed up pussy was turning him, how it was still, not enough. not even a little bit.

your ass was prettily perked up as he was sliding his cool palms under your ribcage, swatting you into him. but now, under his blown out pupils, he watches your raw squirms, the way you’re messily smearing your pussy into his erection and turning needier— your longing was clearly insatiable and so was his.

yet don’t be fooled because thankfully, zhongli wasn‘t done with you yet, he only just started.

he‘s pressing down on you with his crushing bodyweight, thrusting and drumming his cock past your sticky cunt and leaving it in— so you could get a real good taste of how he’s throbbing, even though he knew you were awaiting more friction, waiting until it was you who was creaming on him with the excess amount littering down all over your hole and crevices.

but the ache, that painful burn in his cock was climbing all over his body and soul. zhongli was beginning to have a hard time holding himself back for you.

"stay— stay like this beloved." his tone was fading low and he feels you crumble under him, breathless and in a trance— because no one in this world was on par with his level of intensity.

zhongli patches you up real good, over and over until you‘re moulding and quivering under his body, eyes beaming and crisscrossed as you whine out his name all shy and sweet, grasping for air, "zhongli— zhongli!" and he wonders if you had already lost your mind— then he grits his teeth and whines when you send another shockwave through his cock by how turned on and wet you were. how open and …vulnerable.

he might be the next one to spiral from your needy traces when you milk his cock through soft squeezes, letting go and clenching down again, over and over because his shaft was so warm and fitting too, filling you up and throbbing within your pulsing walls.

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𝕤𝕒𝕖 𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕤𝕙𝕚 ࿓ 𝕞𝕒𝕗𝕚𝕒 𝕒𝕦

♡ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 ࿓ not only did your mafia husband spoil you with all his illegal funds, but he also spoiled you with his cock

♡ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ࿓ mafia boss!sae itoshi x afab!reader {feat. hitman!shidou ryusei}

♡ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ࿓ mafia au, dom!sae, spoiled!sub!reader, exhibitionism, semi-public sex, cockwarming, teasing, vaginal sex, rough sex, breeding kink, creampie, petnames “princess”

♡ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ࿓ 1.1k+

♡ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 ࿓ @s-souya

“𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍’𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐒𝐒?” shidou asks as he sits on the other side of sae’s large desk. the hitman couldn’t understand how sae could get any work done with such a pretty thing like yourself sitting in his lap. and yet… sae appeared to be doing paperwork like he was unaffected by your presence.

sae ignores his right hand man’s question, and instead he keeps his eyes glued to the documents in front of him. meanwhile your head is resting on your mafia husband’s shoulder, twirling a strand of his land around your finger. not appropriating the lack of acknowledgment, shidou takes things a step further.

“you know, i could take them off your hands. how does that sound, sweetheart? want ryusei to entertain you for a bit while the boss finishes signing a few things?” shidou offers, flirtatiously licking his lips.

that definitely gets sae’s attention. his eyes flicker up to shoot shidou a dangerous glare. the gang member should consider himself lucky that he was the only one who would get away with making such a joke. anyone else might have been shot dead on the spot. that being said, shidou figures this is a good time to leave.

“alright, alright, i’ll leave you two lovebirds free. if ya need anything boss just lemme know” the hit man says before getting out of his seat.

you wait, watching shidou leave. it’s not until he closes the door to sae’s office that you allow yourself to whimper. you’ve been biting your lip to hold back your noises the entire time that the other man was in the room. it was a relief that you no longer had to pretend that you weren’t currently cockwarming your husband as he shifted through papers.

“please sae” you whine, burying your face even further into his neck. “i’ve been good. can you please take a break and fuck me properly?”.

sae hums as he considers this. however you’re starting to get impatient with how long it’s taking him to decide. now you’re practically pawing at his shirt with frustration. any other time sae would give you whatever you wanted. you didn’t understand why he was teasing you and being so mean now.

sighing, sae rolls his eyes as he pushes his paperwork aside. “you’re too spoiled for your own good. fine, princess. i’ll take care of you”.

he doesn’t give you much time to feel relieved. within the blink of an eye sae’s picks you up and places you on his desk without removing his cock from your snug pussy. he doesn’t say it but fuck- you look so stunning laid out for him like this. it was something that sae would never admit but it was killing him just having you sit on his dick without any moment. he wanted to fuck you as badly as you wanted him too but he was too proud to confess such a thing.

instead he grabs hold of your hips and starts to set a steady pace. “you should be grateful for everything i do for you. don’t i treat my princess so well?” he asks, acting unaffected by how deliciously your cunt swallowed him every time he thrusts inside of you.

frantically, you nod your head in response. “y-yes. so good to me. please gimme more?” you beg, wrapping your legs around sae’s waist to pull him in even deeper. he groans when he feels his tip kiss your cervix. what a greedy thing you were, pleading for more when he was already giving you what you asked for. it was a good thing he liked you greedy. who else would he spend his money and time on if you weren’t this way.

“like this, princess?” he asks, increasing the intensity of his movements. all of a sudden he’s snapping his hips so hard that the only reason you don’t go flying off the table is sae’s iron grip on your waist. that was exactly what you wanted and you let sae know by moaning even louder for him.

“that’s it,” sae tells you, bringing one of your hands to his lips. he kisses your wrist, right below where the bracelet he bought for you sits. it reads his initials in shiny gold letters. there was no better way to let everyone know that you were his. well… maybe there was one other effective way, and that was cumming deep inside of you to mark his territory.

“i’m gonna breed this cunt”. it’s less than a warning and more so it’s sae ordering you to take all the seed he gives you. he doesn’t have to worry. you’d happily take whatever gift that sae gave you and that included his cum. “make sure to repay me for my kindness by cumming with me, yeah?”.

well how could you say no to that. sweetly whimpering his name, you cream around sae’s cock after a few more thorough thrusts. he doesn’t follow far behind you, painting your walls white just as he said you’d do. normally sae was good at keeping his composure. a mafioso like himself had to assure that that was one of his many skills. however, something about your post orgasm cunt manages to break down his walls. for a split second you see sae looking completely lost in you. although it’s a sight you don’t get often you savour it while you can.

“are you satisfied now?” he questions, wiping sweat off his forehead as sae pulls out of your overstimulated hole. there he goes again, acting like that was ALL for your sake. you don’t complain though. instead you send him a little smile and nod your head. “i’m glad. now, let’s get you cleaned up before that idiot shidou-“.

“who me?”.

the voice comes so out of nowhere that it startled you. sae reacts in an instant, grabbing the jacket that was hanging on the back of his leather dress chair and draping it over you. with your body shielded, he snarls at the hitman who’s standing in the entrance to the office. when did he come back?!

as if thinking the same thing, sae talks to ryusei in a tone that’s so dangerously cold that it sends a shiver up your spine. “how long have you been there?”.

“didn’t you hear me come back in?” shidou answers playfully. there was a lot that he could get away with but he was about to cross a line. shidou must have realized it because he tones it down a little. “don’t worry. i missed most of the good stuff. i just wanted to let you know that the cops raided one of our warehouses. 𝐈’𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓”.

𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟚–𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟛 © 𝕤𝕒𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕖 — 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜. 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤, 𝕣𝕖𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖

« i will continue to love you in every timeline. »

SUKUNA SAVING YOUR LIFE

synopsis: this is based on this random thought.

a/n: this was way harder than i thought it'd be. and it took so much longer than i planned. (i even worked on it during my lectures i just couldn't get it OUT OF MY MIND). anyway, i hope you enjoy it!!!

the curse had come out of nowhere.

you'd been celebrating your victory of successfully eliminating the threat of the grade one curse with your classmates, when all of a sudden, an overwhelming surge of energy knocked the four of you to the ground.

it didn't take long for you to find yourself trapped in the special curse's domain, unable to move due to the sheer pressure of its presence. and it took even less for the three of you to become on the verge of exhaustion, able to barely fight by just for your survival.

"(y/n)! fall back!" you can barely make out megumi's urgent voice before the attack is sent your way, hitting you square in the spine.

the breath is knocked out of your lungs, your mouth opening in a silent scream. unbearable heat and discomfort surges through your bones, incapacitating you.

your hands are trembling, your vision is blurry. around you, the whole world is muffled, like a pillow settling over your five senses. the world is tinted red, and oh? was that a pool of blood increasing in volume with each passing moment?

you struggle to stand up, using whatever strength in your hands to raise yourself up, to keep fighting. if you fall that means you had failed your friends. nobara was already lying unconscious, yuuji and megumi ganging up against the special grade curse.

with shaking legs, you struggle to stand, to balance yourself. but you finally raise your head, bringing your crossed fingers in front of your temple, gathering all your strength into this finally attack.

you accumulate enough cursed energy, feeling your whole body draining, until all at once you release it, and it unleashes stronger than any attack you had ever made.

you were sure, this would hurt the curse badly, enough to create an opening for your friends to finish it off. you and the boys watch it as it finally reaches the curse, the force wave washing over it, you can see yuuji gathering his black flash, ready to take it down—

the curse stands still as the attack washes over it, it sets aflame, and you hear its terrible pained screeches. relief washes over you, the ghost of a smile making its way into your face.

until the flames die out all at once, and the curse slowly, almost comically, turns around. it's previous mocking face was all but gone now. replaced by an ugly frown, it looks angry. and it was looking straight at you.

your eyes widen, hands shaking in disbelief. you can't control the exhaustion as the aftermath washes over you, can't control your trembling lips as you finally collapse.

and then the fear, because you know it's making its way towards you, you know megumi and yuuji won't have time to hold it back. and you really don't want to die, not this soon. you have to move out of its way, but you're on your knees, watching helplessly as it dashes towards you.

unbeknownst to you, at that same moment, excruciating pain surges through yuuji's head. his hands fly up to clutch at his temples as he doubles over.

"get yourself together, we have to help (y/n)!" megumi yells but he knows it's no use, the curse had already crossed half the distance, it was going to get her, and only yuuji's supernatural strength is on par with its own, but he was busy having a migraine—

"he wants to come out!" yuuji finally yells, and in the next instant the all-familiar black tattoos slowly appear on his skin.

he begins growing in size as sukuna takes over his body. megumi couldnt believe his eyes. he had to help (y/n), why the hell did sukuna make an appearance at a time like this? he grits his teeth, taking his defensive stance, but sukuna doesn’t even glance at him.

he dashes towards (y/n), and megumi would have never believed it had he not seen it with his own eyes, but he stands between (y/n) and the curse.

with one swish of his claws the special curse they had almost been killed by is split in half.

there's rage in sukuna's face, rage that freezes megumi on his spot. a manic glint in his eyes as he pounces on the curse and rips it to shreds, even when it is clearly dead.

and when he’s done with it, as he turns around and kneels before you, that rage is nowhere to be seen.

instead, you are sitting there on your knees as you watch it unfold, certain that once the king of curses turns around, you were the one about to be ripped into pieces.

instead he's kneeling in front of you, a conflicted, almost gentle look on his usually demonic features as his large hand reaches out to you, before he stops mid-way.

and you realize with a jolt, that the great curse before you is hesitating.

you feel your heart beating wildly against your chest. you are afraid, very much so. he was so big, so animalistic. with his outstretched claws, his four eyes and his sharp fangs when he opened his mouth only to close it again.

suddenly you feel the tears running down your cheeks, and his eyes soften at the sight.

he isn't hesitant anymore when his hands, with the sheer strength you knew he possessed, wipe away at your tears so gently, so softly, cradling your face as if you were made of glass.

and when he leans in, pressing his lips to your forehead, you refuse to believe this is reality.

when he pulls away, its yuuji facing you with an incredulous look on his face. and you realize with another jolt, that with his kiss, sukuna had healed all your wounds.

you're left speechless, staring into the eyes of your pink-haired friend as if he had suddenly grown another head. he looks back at you with the same look.

***

a week has passed.

you were growing impatient, but you were also scared.

impatient because yuuji was banned from seeing anyone after his latest 'slip-up'. scared because even though you wanted an explanation for what happened, you feared what it could mean.

however, you should've known better than to assume this presumed ban would last any longer. it took only for gojo-sensei to burst into your room for you to understand his intentions.

"wanna go see sukuna-kun?"

you flush at his insinuation. to be fair, you preferred these jabs to be directed in front of your face rather than behind it. it was what everyone was speaking about, anyways. how you had somehow seduced him.

jujutsu sorcerers were truly insane, in more ways than one.

but that was at the very back of your head. as you follow your very tall sensei through the hallways, you finally reach yuuji's room.

as soon as gojo slams open the door, yuuji jumps up from his bed.

"i swear i have him under control. he just went all crazy and started torturing me from the inside. he made a pact and he only wanted to save (y/n)—"

yuuji stops as soon as he spots you.

you pale. so, it really was true. he didn't, say, hold a grudge against that particular curse, or he didn't feel bloodthirsty all of a sudden. no, but of course not, he had healed you after.

he had wiped away your fearful tears.

"yuuji-kun!" gojo-sensei suddenly exclaims. "do whatever (y/n) tells you to do." and with that, he leaves the both of you together, closing the door behind him with a slam.

"are you okay?" yuuji is the first one to break the silence.

you shake your head, "i am fine," you say lowly, "are you?" you ask him sincerely. this was, after all, the first time you'd seen each other after that dreadful mission.

he flashes you a wary smile, his hand flying to rub the back of his head. “well… ” he starts. “it’s been, strange.”

“what do you mean?”

yuuji’s face is serious when he replies. “he’s been awfully quiet.”

you don’t know how to react to that information, but you can’t help but look away.

you’re now both sitting on yuuji’s bed, knees almost touching. instinctively, you grab his hand with yours and squeeze it.

“that’s a good thing, no?”

“well, yes.” he turns to fully face you. “but he’s never this quiet. he’s always spouting insults and threats, this silence is…unnerving.”

you hum. “i see.” you nod, thinking of the best course of action. “i need to speak to him.”

the words surprised you as much as it surprised him.

“uh-oh, no well in hell.”

“you heard what gojo-sensei said, do whatever i say.”

“i am sure he didn’t mean letting out the king of curses.”

“i am sure that’s exactly what he meant.” and you were very sure. knowing your sensei, he must have known that this is eventual what you would want to do. which is exactly why he uttered that last command to yuuji.

yuuji thrashes around, muttering about how irresponsible and stupid you were being, you didn't disagree, but you stood your ground. with your arms crossed over your chest, your deadpan face finaly drives yuuji to agree.

"fine!" he finally concedes. "but you get ten seconds with him."

you laugh humorlessly, "two minutes."

"you're mad," yuuji shook his head. "i'll give you one minute, but the second i sense malicious intent i am switching."

you nod. "fair enough."

and as yuuji steps back and closes his eyes, you start to panic. what exaclty were you going to do once you face him???

you had no time to think as yuuji starts growing in size, the black tattoos appearing slowly on his skin.

and when narrowed, red eyes glare back at you, you take a deep, shaken breath.

he does nothing but stare at you. you don't miss the way his eyes scan your body, or how his displeased frown only seems to grow by the second. his overwhelming presence takes over your senses. an aura of destruction and death fills the room, and it becomes harder to see anything past the fear clouding your thoughts.

"what do you want, brat?"

somehow, hearing those words helps to calm your nerves. even if they were spoken with such disdain and displeasure. it was the indication you needed to be certain he wasn't going to attack you.

but deep down, you knew all along that he wouldn't hurt you. not really, anyway.

despite every fiber in your being telling you to take a step back, you take one step forward with shaky legs.

he seems taken aback, and if you weren't hyper aware of every slight movement he made, you would've missed the slight inhale of breath when you took another step forward.

"you have some nerve, to stand unarmed before me." he says sowly. "if this were anyone else—"

he realizes his mistake and stops. his jaw is harshly set, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. if this were anyone else.

"i know you." you finally say the words that have been plaguing you all week.

sukuna freezes. three, simple words rendering him in a state of disarray he hadn't experienced in hundreds of years. it was all he could to maintain the scowl on his face, the leer as he looked at this woman to whom he had given out his heart so, so, many years before.

he barely remembered her, and it made him all the more pissed. why would such a puny, tiny, (beautiful) creature make him, this confused? this obsessive, this protective?

he hadn't been able to stop thinking about you ever since he first saw you through the eyes of yuuji. something in him stirred, something he had long lost. but of course, he ignored the jabs he could feel every time you got yourself hurt. he didn't care. he never did.

so why had he gone feral when you had laid there, on the brink of death? the thought of losing you, of your death. it was suffocating, unbearable, he couldn't allow it. he didn't allow it. did he?

and this was why you were here, standing so close to him. loooking at him with those big (e/c) eyes that searched his for answers. you look so soft, so weak compared to his strength; he knew he could kill you with one swipe of his claws. the thought, however, didn't entice him one bit.

and then you spoke those words. i know you. and it was as if you had read him perfectly, saw right through him. understood exactly what was going on here.

"you know me too." it wasn't a question.

your voice was so low, so shaky, but not uncertain. you suddenly wanted to touch his rough skin with your own, to close the distance and feel him. how was it, that one felt affection for a monster?

"you need to stay away from me," he says, and your eyes find his. they were pained, but stern.

"why?"

"because i am a curse." he steps closer, and you realize with a jolt how close he was to you, how, if anyone of you takes one step closer, your chests would collide. "isn't that common knowledge for you troublesome sorcerers?"

and then his hands hover again, just like they did back then when he saved you. and even if he does hesitate like last time, this time, he continues. until his finger is on your face.

gently, slowly. one finger, and then the rest follow as he cradles your cheek.

the breath has long been knocked out of you. he towers over you and you're frozen. how can a beast such as him gaze at you with such longing?

"why do i know you?" you whisper, and he gently shakes his head.

the movement is slow as his eyes roam your face, until they finally settle on your lips. he slowly brings his thumb to brush over your lips.

your heart almost burst through your chest. your lips slightly part.

you can't move, not under his gaze. not when he was this big, this magnificent.

all too soon, he pulls away.

"never seek me out again." he says. you panic, hands reaching out to stop him as he steps away.

but you were too late, yuuji's confused face staring back you.

***

you toss and turn in your bed that night.

a simple moment you'd spent with him, and it had completely taken over your thoughts.

despite your better judgment, for the nth time that day, your fingers ghost over your lips.

you could still feel his touch, hot and hiding a secret you wished to unfold.

who were you to him in your past life? you shudder at the possibilities, at the truth you saw in his rough, yet sincere gaze.

eyes softening at the reminder, you hug your pillow tighter to your chest, as you let out a defeated sighed.

until they suddenly harden upon the following events.

somehow, the higher ups had gotten wind of the situation. you were summoned immediately after departing from yuuji's room.

"this is an unprecedent case," they had said.

"you do understand the importance of this task, don't you, (l/n)?"

"make sure to earn the affection of the king of curses, that way, we might finally be able to control him."

what did they expect you to do? you were barely able to get a minute to speak with him, let alone earn his affection. whatever that meant.

amidst your jumbled thoughts, a yawn makes its way to your mouth. you feel the fatigue washing over you. tapping on your phone screen, it lights up. 2:47, it says. you really should sleep.

but just as soon as you start closing your eyes, your phone starts buzzing non-stop.

annoyed, but more so alarmed, you quickly reach out for your phone. it was yuuji who was blowing up your phone.

pink-haired dork:

(Y/N)!!

he's killing me

he wants to see you

he's demanding to see you

(y/n) i want to see you too, something has happened i need to tell u.

don't come to my room we're both being watched.

(y/n) are u here??? wake up!!!!

you sit up straight, staring at the screen apprehensively. your fingers begin tapping away.

what do u mean we're being watched?? wth

your phone buzzes instantly.

pink haired dork:

megumi told me. he and nobara overheard a conversation earlier. we didn't understand what it meant but i think sukuna does.

he's been pestering me for hours but he just told me it means you're in danger

your confusion increases as you begin to reply.

and you believe him?

pink-haired dork:

i can't risk not to. if this true, (y/n), then we need to get you out of here.

before you can reply, your phone buzzes again.

meet me by the fountain in 15

climb out of the window.

DON'T USE THE DOOR

THEY'RE WATCHING IT

it wasn't that you didn't believe him, this was a hundred percent a scenario you should have seen coming. the higher ups would take advantage of any situation if it meant gaining an advantage over a curse. what you were doubtful again, was the sukuna part.

you don't think too much as you sneak out, not wanting to make yuuji wait out in the cold. you wear a jacket and rush out into the chilly night, being extra careful not to make any sound.

you spot him pacing back and forth besides the fountain. once he hears you coming, he lifts his head. the next moment he was dragging you by the wrist to a more scheduled spot in the garden.

"yuuji what—"

he shushes you, until you reach the location hidden by overgrown trees and vines. "we can't risk anyone seeing us together," yuuji says. "we can't anyone see you near him."

"i got that, but why? what happened?"

"by the ocean's might she was reaped. the devil's claw invincible after an era of peace. the skies welcomed his calamity. against the cruel sorcerers he swore his wrath. the world shall never again know peace shall she be reborn.''

the words were suddenly spoken from yuuji's cheek.

yuuji only nods. as if you were supposed to understand what that meant.

"what does that even mean?" you cross your arms over your chest. and when yuuji only looks as confused as you, you frown.

"this is what megumi and nobara overheard, and sukuna is saying—"

"so you don't know what it mean?"

"no. but he does."

"so tell him to explain!!"

"he won't, unless i let him out."

"let him out then!" you finally retort. you see yuuji falter, you understand his hesitance. but if sukuna wanted to hurt you, he would have already, wouldn't he?

"okey, okey. just be careful alright?" he sends you a stern look. all you could so is nod as you prepare yourself for another showdown with the king of curses.

and once he stands before you in all his glory, you realize this is a bit easier than last time. after all, he was the one who wanted to see you.

"i thought you said, 'never seek me out again'" you make a terrible impression of his previous order.

a big mistake.

you blink and you're pushed on the ground, his hand wrapped around your throat. he was only lightly squeezing, but with his intimidating form leering over you, his fangs barred inches away from your face, you can't help the fear that crawls into your senses.

"know your place, brat." he whispers into your ear. goosebumps erupt against your skin. you can't believe how fast he was, you didn't even see him coming.

you glare at him, trying to wiggle out, but he overpowered you compeltely.

"let me go," you meekly say, looking up into his eyes.

he had already been staring at you intensely, no, not you. your lips. you suck in a shaky breath. in this compromising position, it wasn't difficult to assume what he was thinking about.

"what are you doing?" your voice, barely a whisper.

and then his eyes look up at you, focused on you. "if you'll allow me, i'll make you remember."

you don't know how to answer because you don't understand what he's saying. you also can't form words, they stay, stuck in your throat. and he can see you’re confused, so he decides to show you what he meant.

he leans his whole body in. his breath fans your face. his presence consumes you, he was everywhere. you couldn’t nt ignore it even if you wanted, how his lips were grazing yours, how you knew if you didnt stop this—

you turn your face away. "no!"

"you don't really have a choice, sweetheart."

and you really don't know what he's going to do to you. and you're really scared. and you're trapped, and helpless. and you're wondering why yuuji isn't switching back. you can only close your eyes and await what's to come.

you were expecting a lot of things, but sukuna gently kissing you wasn't one of them.

his rough lips move against yours. a small peck, at first, as if testing, and when you relax into his touch, (a rush of warmth curses through you, as if this is exactly where you need to be), he molds his lips on yours. his hands that had left your neck land softly on your cheeks, in your hair.

and when his gentle ministrations continue, you finally understand what he meant.

you think he had imbued some cursed energy into the kiss, because suddenly the memories come crashing on you.

you see yourself, but not quite you, loving him. not his human form, no. you had loved him as a curse. you see yourself living with him, chastising him against hurting humans. and he listens. for a decade you lived together.

until he had gotten you pregnant. and that's when the jujutsu sorceress of that era had come together. they had ignored your dallying with the curse because it had benefitted them. the biggest threat to them had been tamed by you, after all.

by when they heard news of your condition it was decided. you could not bring his child into the world. a hybrid, an abnormality. they couldn't risk this unpreceded situation from unfolding.

and so they drowned you when sukuna was away, with your unborn child. sukuna came back to find your body floating lifeless ashore. and the sorceress ambushed him then.

in his grief he was overpowered, and despite killing every last one of them, he was still sealed away.

when the vision stop and you're back to reality, you come face to face with a sukuna watching you intently, with concern flashing on his face.

tears were streaming down your face.

"the world shall never again know peace shall she be reborn.'' he whispers. "a mother's wrath born and unseen, awaiting endless moon cycles to be unleashed."

"that's the rest of the prophecy." he pulls away completely, leaving you lying there, consumed by an overwhelming feeling of grief. "they believe you will avenge what happened once i restore your memories, this is why they're discussing what to do with you."

sukuna might have pulled away, doing nothing but staring as your tears fell, but it was taking him everything not to wrap his arms around you, to comfort you and tell you he'll never let those bastards touch you. never again.

and then you sit up and look at him, with those big eyes he had once worshipped. you don't say anything, processing what he had just told you.

the elders want you dead because of a baseless 'prophecy'? how absurd. how utterly foolish.

but you can't help but be scared. they had killed you once. or, even if that wasn't really you, it certainly felt like it. you rub your shoulders, trembling and whimpering.

and then sukuna can't hold back anymore. he makes his way to you, and takes both your hands with his. he squeezes tightly, tighter than he intended.

"no one will hurt you again, or i'll kill them." he says, and watches as your eyes widen, as the tension in your shoulders dissipates, even if by just a little.

because you know. you can feel the truth in his world. he was't going to let anyone harm you ever again. and you weren't sure if that thought ought to comfort you or scare you to the bone.

a/n: i might do a part 2??? there’s just so much sexual tension between them that deserves to be….written about XD

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𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙎𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙐𝘼𝙇 𝙎𝙀𝙓. 𝘴𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘴. 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥─𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭…𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘤, 𝘭𝘰𝘭. 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 (𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘵), 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘦, 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬.. 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙢? 𝘪𝘥𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘬? 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺. 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 2𝙠. 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙤3 ♡ 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘴 𝘖𝘕𝘓𝘠. 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘋𝘕𝘐.

You never expected to find yourself in this position right now—something you had already thought of countless times. A noble vampire beneath you as you’re riding his dick while your blood is in a glass that he sips pleasurably. Crowley Eusford. The guilty pleasure that you can’t seem to get enough of. How did you get into this position? Long story short. You exchanged your blood—and pussy, to protect your friends from harm. From the moment he saw you, he became obsessed. The sweet scent of your blood trailed an aroma he had never smelled before. To him, you were unique. Although he retained a sense of calmness, Crowley made it no secret how badly he craved a human such as yourself. He just knew you would taste good. Your natural beauty was enough evidence. And now, as he sat comfortably, watching soft moans escape your pretty two-toned lips, he couldn’t be more pleased.

You bounced on his cock at a rhythmic pace as you gazed maliciously at those scarlet eyes. You hated vampires. You hated Crowley, but your pussy couldn’t go another day without being stuffed by his length. It didn’t help that he was quite handsome, too. How his pale skin flushed heat, eyes locking on you while you were above him. That sexy broad chest your hands rested on to balance. His red bangs stuck to his forehead, coated with beads of sweat. He was fucking hell. And although you felt guilty for your current actions, it would be a lie if you said you didn’t feel like you were on cloud nine. After many occasions of having sex, Crowley’s size was something you still had to adjust to. He was big. A little too big. However, you had no complaints while feeling his veiny dick imprint your insides.

The office was filled with sounds of your ass smacking against his skin. Your essences dripped between your thighs and his balls. Your pride refused to further allow him to hear your shrieks of ecstasy, so you nipped on your bottom lip to bite back your moans. He chuckled, thinking how stubborn you were being. Crowley knew you were enjoying this just as much as he was. How your wet pussy clenched his dick perfectly in hopes of chasing your release. The cream became thicker and thicker every time you dissolved yourself onto his length. Your pretty brown nipples harden from the cool air and the immense pleasure. Whether or not you wanted to admit it, you were fucked out your mind. You kept trying to convince yourself this was for the protection of your comrades, but somehow you found yourself on Crowley’s cock more often than usual. 

“I wonder what your comrades would think if they knew their precious teammate was being a little slut for a noble vampire?” 

You glared at him, still riding his dick. “F-Fuck you.”

“You already are, love. And you look so beautiful while doing so. This pussy—so wet and warm,” he breathes, taking a sip of your blood. “You taste so delectable. It’s almost hard for me to believe that you proposed both your blood and insides to me. It’s like I’m being spoiled.”

You glanced at the glass in Crowley’s hand, then averted your eyes back to him, rolling them in ecstasy. His free hand began exploring your curves, mesmerized by how the droplets of sweat caused your deep complexion to glow. Oh, how lucky he felt for having the top floor of Nagoya City Hall to himself so he could admire how the moonlight descended upon your skin. His hand finally found comfort on the peak of your breast, which you shivered from his cool touch. The calluses of his index finger and thumb grazed your nipples, squeezing in circular motions to further your arousal. An involuntary shriek slipped through your lips, causing him to smirk. Your back arched in pure bliss as you began sensually rolling your hips onto his. 

His favorite cockwarmer was gripping his dick with no intention of letting go. A string of curse words aired through his mouth, indicating his approval. You lolled your head back, which gave him the perfect access to savor your skin. It’s as if you felt his length deepen inside you from just him sitting up. Crowley’s tongue explored your neck until it found that lovely sweet spot that had your moans in a dulcet harmony. He carefully nipped at your flesh, ensuring not to get too greedy by latching his fangs into your skin. That alone had your breaths shaky. Crowley didn’t deserve to hear your sounds of pleasure. However, it was hard to hold back how his cock sank into your pussy. 

Your skin was sweet, like your blood, as he continued to take slow and hungry strokes. He began trailing up your neck with wet kisses until he reached your plush lips, grabbing your chin to place a sensual smooch. You returned the kiss, but in doing so, you kept your eyes open to glare down at him. He knew that you were. You always did this when he was stuffed inside you, but he didn’t care. In the end, Crowley continued to get what he desired—you. A few times a week, he would get a supply of your palatable blood and your succulent cunt drowning on his cock. As long as he got what he wanted, he didn’t give a fuck about how you looked at him. Despite that, you still had this intoxicating expression that made him want you even more. 

"You are so fucking sexy. Being such a good slut riding my cock like this," he cooed, causing your pussy to clench. "Hm, you like it when I talk to you like that, don't you? I feel that pussy hugging me. What is this? The third time you've cummed already? Go ahead. Cum for me again, [Y/N]."

“N-No—fuck,” you softy whimpered. 

"Haha, you can be stubborn all you want, but you know who this pussy belongs to. It was made for me. It fits so perfectly around me. Just admit that you're enjoying yourself, my sweet [Y/N]."

You shook your head, pressing your forehead onto his. “S-Shut up. S-Shut the—fuck—up.”

“And you sound so pretty whimpering on my cock like that,” he rasped, nipping your bottom lip. He continued to whisper honeyed praises as he felt your release approaching. “You’re doing so well taking me. I’m going to stuff this pretty pussy with all my hot cum, and I want to hear you beg for it.”

“N-No.”

“Beg, [Y/N].”

“…”

He lowered his voice to a lower octave, licking the curve of your ear.  “Beg, pretty girl.”

That was it. Crowley always knew how to get you there. At this moment, your body shattered into pieces. "Fuck. Fuck me, Crowley. Please fuck me harder. I—I want to feel that cum in my pussy.” 

"That's my girl." He chugged the remnant of your blood in the glass to latch onto your thick waist. Crowley took an unrelenting tempo as he pounded into your needy cunt. Your wetness being played with surfaced the air. You howled, repeatedly moaning his name until your breaths became lost in your throat. He pleasurably glided his tongue along his bottom lip from seeing how sweet you looked. Those full tits that bounced hastily every thrust he made. Your back arching in pure delight. The plush of your ass slapping his skin. How your pussy was being stirred by his cock, creating the perfect gushing sound. Fuck, it felt so damn good. You hate to admit it, but this vampire was fucking you so well. 

Crowley ruined you. He showed no mercy while working open those silk walls of yours. Every thrust he did, he ensured your cervix wasn't kept waiting. His lips ghosted over your ear, telling you how good your pussy feels and that you're his and his only. If you dare allow someone else to have you like this, he would simply rip their head off. Why did that turn you on? You couldn't explain it. The tighter your cunt wrapped around him, you knew you peaked at your release. He couldn't get over that ethereal pornographic expression on your face. Your brows knitted and lips slightly parted but no words aired through. You always look beautiful, yes. However, at this moment? To him? This was your most breathtaking state, and seeing you like this caused him to snap. 

That sense of calmness he had was now gone. Crowley abruptly lifted you, swiping off whatever bullshit on the desk to place you on your back. His pace became more brutal as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. The heat on his face became evident, having an animalistic-like twinkle in his eyes. "It's too much," you whimpered, still being sensitive from your previous finish, but he kept going. Crowley nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, gliding his tongue along your skin to savor your taste. His hand fondled your nipple while the other began circling your clit, slamming into your pussy. The moan you let out was even foreign to you. Why was he fucking you like this? You were overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, but it felt amazing. You snaked your legs around his hips and continued to take him. 

"Crowley! Oh, God! F-Fuck, please. Please don't stop."

“Keep saying my name like that,” he growled. 

“Crowley, I—I think I’m about to cum again. W-Wait.”

He applied more pressure to your clit, fucking you harder until the desk creaked. "This pussy is mine, [Y/N]. I swear to you, if anyone has this access to you, I will kill them. Do you understand me?"

“O-Okay. It’s yours, Crowley. It’s yours,” you stammered.

"Good. Now, allow me to make my sweet girl cum once more before letting her go for the night." He kissed your lips sensually before leveling up his body to stare into your brown eyes to watch you cum. His hand at your nipple made its way to find comfort around your neck. The pressure Crowley applied was just enough so he could hear those pretty moans. Tears of ecstasy pricked your eyes as you felt another release coming. This one felt different. Your breaths were hitched, and your legs began to tremble. You were too fucked to even focus on the splashing sensation pooled between you. However, you returned to reality once you felt fangs penetrate your flesh and his hot cum milking your insides, causing you to arch in pure bliss once again. 

Maybe you were a masochist?

“Crowley,” you whimpered.

“So fucking good. Your blood is so intoxicating, [Y/N]. And this wet pussy is perfect—so tight—so warm.”

After painting your insides, Crowley relaxed his body onto yours, allowing his cock to warm up a bit longer in your pussy. Although he never sucked your blood directly from your neck before, it was something about tonight where he felt like he was caught in the heat of the moment. It's been almost days since Crowley last saw you, and his bloodsucking urgencies (and needy friend, of course) just needed some relief. He detached from your neck, lapping at the spot he bit to alleviate the pain. You shared a final moan once he pulled his cock out of you. Your pussy was coated with a mixture of your wetness and his seed. Crowley didn't want one drop wasting, so he swirled his finger in your wrecked cunt to spread it, causing a soft groan to escape your lips. 

You began putting back on your clothes to return to Shibuya after being gone for hours. Usually, you only spend an hour with Crowley, but it seems like you got carried away. How were you going to explain this to Guren? You didn't know. However, that's an issue you'll think about once it gets your attention. 

"It seems like I got carried away. I do apologize for biting your neck," he sneered.

You glared at him before walking out the door. “Fuck you.”

“You-”

“Don’t even fucking say it.”

"I'll see you tomorrow night?" he asked, but before receiving his answer, you slammed the door, which caused him to chuckle and whisper to himself, "Don't worry—you'll be back."

𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀. ♡

𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘴 —@dejwrites@poohbea@captaindsina@getosubaru@tojissword@theehcneypot@nova-siims@gardenof-venus@unsatisfiedanddisappointed@pyschopotatomeme@caribbeanwifey19 @comatosebunny09 @blondmirah @animupiglett @pharaohanubis0

you can’t take Wakasa to a bar bc when he gets drunk, he’s an absolute menace to society.

and what I mean by that is that he gets bold, like very bold…

he’s saying how he’s going to fuck you out loud; “m’ gonna beat that pretty pussy up tonight, all the neighbors gonna know my name!” he says into your ear, thinking he’s whispering as he licks your cheek.

he’s constantly kissing on your neck or squeezing your ass in front of Benkei and the others.

but you can’t lie that you don’t like it when he gets a lil’ tipsy bc he’s his nastiest when he’s under the influence. you just love it when he pulls you into the restroom and proceeds to blow your back out..

and let him tell it, he swears your pussy feels warmer and tighter every freaking time.

garbageman!endeavour who notices how you only seem to remember to bring out the trash once you hear the truck rounding the corner of your street — sporting your fluffy pink gown and equally as fluffy pink sliders as you waddle out of your house with multiple bags in tow.

and because garbageman!endeavour is on road ahead duty, he always catches you do it whilst hes leaning against the brick wall of your apartment complex, sly smile on his face as you seem to struggle.

“need any help?” he’ll gruffly ask each time, and you always reject.

but garbageman!endeavour knows the only reason why you reject his help is through pride, because when you come up to him for quick chats after you’ve dumped the bags, your breath is always haggard.

“no. but ill tell you when i do.”

and garbageman!endeavour has to think twice about whether the way you bat your lashes at him, or the way you always comment about how big he is, means anything. it can’t, because surely you see the fat silver band that he always adorns on his left index finger and heed the frequent passing mentions of his kids.

but one week, garbageman!endeavour notices you’re out earlier but with no bags in tow and how the cut of your gown is much lower than it needs to be.

he nods you a good morning from the wall, no words leaving his mouth in case they end up betraying him but he didn’t have to — you were ready to do that for him.

”not gonna ask if i need any help today?” you muse

garbageman!endeavour cautiously looks between you and the garbage area behind you.

“you usually dont need my help”

“but today i do.” you say as you start to walk towards the side gate of your apartment complex building.

garbageman!endeavour knows he shouldn’t have followed you back there, and mentally apologises that his wife forgive him, because you don’t even have to initiate anything before he’s pressing you against the wall and laps his lips against your exposed skin.

it doesnt take long for things to escalate. garbageman!endeavour knows hes short on time and so hes frantically tugging the rope of your fluffy gown instead of simply untying it. when the gown parts, hes trying his best to get an eye full of your voluptuous body, even tells you to ‘leave it on” once he sees you trying to shrug it over your shoulder

garbageman!endeavour easily frees his cock from the restraints of his grubby work trousers rather than tug it down, his weapon long and flushed pink at the top. you want to marvel in it’s length and size but garbageman!endeavour isn’t giving you the time to as he quickly scoops you up with no qualm at all — one hand on your back and the other underneath your ass — and hovers you over his cock. he easily slips himself inside of you, and he lets out the most desperate moan because your cunt is so much warmer and snuggier than he could ever imagine.

garbageman!endeavour doesnt even let you adjust! already his hips are pistoling back and forth like an animal in heat, his big hands surprisingly holding you securely in his grip.

and you feel so thrilled yet so disoriented because who knew a man was strong enough to hold a woman like you without any support?! not forgetting how full you feel taking him because he fills you up in all the ways you couldnt imagine.

the two of you romp as garbageman!endeavour holds you mid air, your insides clench over his mighty cock and garbageman!endeavour is sure he’s seeing stars

the position isn’t sturdy concerning garbageman!endeavour is holding all your weight and so you latch an arm around his shoulder. but still, hes got you good enough that you’re able to use your other hand to clamp the fat of your breast and pinch at the perky nipple, the sensation euphoric in accumulation with garbageman!endeavour long thrusts.

but time is growing short because garbageman!endeavour can hear the churn of the truck and the shouts of his colleagues nearing your corner — but still — he’s determined to finish what he started.

“shi’. shit im gettin’ there.”

he feels your hand try to push away from him but your moans are just as wanton as his.

but garbageman!endeavour’s too committed, too pussy drunk to heed your signs seriously. because he’s so determined that he needs this. that he needed to leave you with a reminder of him, a reminder that you needed his help.

but in all honesty, you already knew this was going to be the outcome. clearly, seeing as he was a man with four kids.

“f-fuck, imma…i ha’v tuh—”

before you know it garbageman!endeavour is slightly hunching over as he unsolicitedly pours his wet seed inside of you, his groan guttural as he finishes loudly besides your ear.

garbageman!endeavour was a fan of the experience — surprised he didn’t feel much guilt afterwards either. the man was wretched enough to sleep besides his wife each night with no qualm or plagued mind about what he’d done.

that is, until a few months down the line, he notices how you still waddle to bring the garbage out front, but because of your rounding belly that peaks from underneath your gown.

Gojo Satoru loves to take video of you taking him fully

dilf!jake loves jerking off while watching tonowari fuck you <33

you were on your wobbling arms and knees, back arched with your ass high in the air. tonowari’s thrusts were rough and fast, his large hands grappling onto your plush sides as he rutted into you mercilessly. “takin’ me so well, little one.” ‘wari grunted from behind, chuckling to himself when he heard you whimper from his praise.

jake was knelt down in front of you, a callous hand pumping firmly down his throbbing cock. his length glistened with a medley of saliva and pearlescent pre-cum, guttural moans thundering from his parted lips as he watched his sweet girl getting fucked like a whore.

“look at me, bun.” jake demanded. your neck craned upwards as his hand clasped onto your face, long fingers hollowing your cheeks with a harsh grasp. the way you gazed up at him with your fluttering, glassy eyes made his cock twitch in his palm — you were something out of a movie. “so beautiful.” he crooned, pushing his thumb into your warm mouth.

your poor moans were muffled as you suckled weakly on jake’s thumb. your body jolted as tonowari thrusted deeper inside you, his bulbous tip hitting the exact spot that made you lose control. “h-harder, ‘wari!” you cried, jaw dropping wide as you begged.

the two na’vi chuckled breathlessly at your desperation, sharing a smug glance with each other. tonowari’s grip on your hips was lethal, his nails digging so hard into your skin that you were sure they’d leave bright, red marks. “so needy, aren’t you?” ‘wari grits, his palm spanking your ass. you whimpered lewdly, the stinging sensation heightening your intense arousal.

“feels so good, up’pa.” you panted, your body shivering at the feeling of tonowari’s sloppy kisses down your spine.

jake was overwhelmed with desire, the crude slapping of your hot skin against tonowari and squelching of your sopping cunt were like heaven to him. his pace was fierce while he jerked his thick cock, rubbing his thumb over the wet slit as he massaged himself. his climax was building in the pit of his stomach, the erotic scene before him was weakening his limbs — your cries of pleasure rippling through him like a wave of heat.

he wanted nothing more than to fuck your pretty, wet mouth. to feel your throat contracting around his girth, hearing you gag salaciously while he thrusted himself unrelentingly in and out your mouth. you were so perfect — his most precious girl.

“doin’ so good, baby.” jake praised, cupping your flushed cheek. an exhausted smile grew on your lips, you melted whenever he admired you. “y’gonna let daddy cum all over that pretty face, yeah?”

you nodded eagerly, your breaths choked up in your throat as your own release quickly approached. tonowari moved his hand to your slick pussy, his fingers rubbing vigorous circles on your sensitive clit. “up’pa s’too much, fuck!” you shrieked, your legs turning into jelly as you thrashed against his digits. ‘wari couldn’t help himself, seeing you tremble beneath him as he coaxed out your sweet orgasm was exhilarating.

you felt his thrusts become sloppier, a string of vulgar obscenities falling from his mouth as his cock quivered inside you. “m’gonna cum, sweet girl.” he groaned, his licentious words made your gummy walls clench around him. tonowari’s ruts slowed down, grappling even tighter on your hips. “fuck!”

his warm release filled your tight pussy, the sensation sending you right over the edge. you pushed yourself against ‘wari as your climax overcame you, small hands gripping onto the mat below you as the wave of pleasure coursed through you. “yes, y-yes!” you screamed crassly, tail coiling around his muscular thigh as you came undone all over tonowari.

the olo’eyktan was a breathless mess behind you, soon leaning forward to press languid kisses over your sweaty shoulders. “mm, you did so well for up’pa, little one.” he cooed into your ear, keeping himself snug inside you as your bare chest pressed against the soft ground, body completely limp.

jake grabbed your face, tilting your face upwards to get you right in view of his twitching cock. “mouth open, doll.” he instructed, half-lidded eyes boring down on you as you struggled to keep yourself up. you laid your hands on his knees for balance, parting your bitten lips with your tongue stuck out. jake’s hips bucked forward, head falling back as ropes of his warm cum spurted from his swollen cock. “shit!” he hissed, biting harshly down on his bottom lip.

he painted your face white with his salty release, you swallowed every drop that dripped into your mouth. jake panted heavily as he slowly came down from his climax, smiling tiredly at the beautiful mess in front of him. “such a good fuckin’ girl.”

dilf! Jake who's way too sweet on you while you're giving him head. He's got you on your knees, your tiny hands pressing against his thighs. The throb of his cock makes your jaw strain and your tongue rest under the weight of it. He's got both hands holding your jaw, stroking over your soft skin when you moan around the length of him.

"Doin' so good fr'me," he pants, throwing his head back, "Can tell - shit - daddy can tell you've been practicing" his jaw tightens when you swallow around him before pulling off.

The fat tip rests against your swollen lips as your press a kiss to it, running your fingers over the thick blue veins that run along the length of it.

"Uh uh, back down," Jake looks down at you, hands on your jaw guiding you back down to take him back into your mouth, gagging slightly when the tip hits the back of your throat. "good girl," Jake sighs from above you.

Drool spills from over your lips to coat what you can't take, dripping down his balls. Tears split your lashes, the thick of them fluttering against you soft cheeks when you take him to the hilt.

Jake holds you there, groaning through clenched teeth before he's spilling into your mouth, hot ropes of cum hitting the back of your throat with a hiss.

He pulls you off, letting you fall back to your haunches as you cough. Jake kneels down Infront of you, pulling you into a sloppy kiss. He moans at the taste of himself, stroking his hand over the soaked lips of your cunt, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth.

jake sully gripping your ass as support while he thrust

hey sweetheart, if it is possible could you do a aonung x reader smut? Aged up ofc and could the storyline be where he is pissed off and he justs fucks his anger out of the reader until they are crying and sobbing?

ps take your time love you <3

𓆩♡𓆪— ao'nung x fem reader

𓆩♡𓆪— synopsis: just ao'nung using you as his stress reliever

𓆩♡𓆪— warnings: 22 year old ao'nung, 19-20 year old reader, uhh rough smut, one instance of spit, one face slap + one ass slap, hair pulling, belly bulge, a little overstim.. idrk honestly

𓆩♡𓆪— hii, i'm gonna say this from now- this is not one of my best works, i'm pretty sick rn and just wanted to put something out for you guys, :')

𓆩♡𓆪— materlist

Okay so imagine Ao’nung who’s absolutely pissed off. Of course it has nothing to do with his sweet darling but you’re just the only way he can let out his pent up rage <3 

To say Ao’nung was angry was an understatement, he was fucking seething. His father did nothing but get on his damn nerves about training this and training that so ‘he’d be able to protect his village’. But quite frankly, the only thing he had to protect was you. And he was more than capable of doing so.

You could hear your boyfriend’s heavy breathing as he made his way towards you. His fists tightened and teeth clenched in an attempt to calm himself down. You knew what was coming, and your thighs squeezed together in anticipation.

Ao’nung’s actions were rough, his fist grabbing your hair roughly as he pulled you out of your sitting position, a soft whimper leaving your mouth when you were tossed onto his bed instead. “God, I’m so fucking sorry in advance baby, I’m about to destroy that tiny little pussy of yours,” he growled, crawling on top of you in an instant.

Ao’nung wasted no time in meeting your lips forcefully with his, his hand trailing down to give your boob a harsh squeeze before making its way to your already dripping cunt. You let out a small whimper when his thumb began rubbing your clit, two of his thick fingers already deep inside your wetness.

Your boyfriend was drilling his fingers into you at a speed that had you shaking. Your mouth hung open in silent screams as your eyes rolled back from the intense pleasure. His free hand found its way around your neck, gripping it tightly as he forced your eyes to meet his blue ones. 

“Open.” 

His voice was rough and demanding, and it had you letting out a small moan as you opened your mouth. Your eyes making contact with a pair of sinister ones as he positioned his face over yours, letting a glob of his spit fall onto your awaiting tongue. The na’vi slapped your cheek lightly, tilting your head back in order for you to swallow before attacking your delicate neck with his lips, sucking and biting at your skin until it turned purple.

You were on the brink of tears, your orgasm nearing closer and closer as you mewled out soft 'please's'. Ao’nung scoffed, speeding up the pace of his fingers until your body thrashed uncontrollably, that familiar warmth burning your abdomen as you got ready to release. 

“Mmm, g-gonna cum-“ your cry was cut short by a whine when the na’vi male retreated his fingers from your greedy cunt, a smirk on his face as he watched your tears fall at the denial. “Sorry baby, but this isn't how i wanna break you right now,” Ao’nung’s hands were back onto your body in less than a second, tossing and turning you around until you were face down ass up on his bed, your back arching as your glistening pussy was exposed to him. 

The na’vi’s hand landed roughly on your ass, a whimper emitting from your throat when he thrust into you fully, his thick cock hitting deeper than it had ever before. You were trembling before he even started fucking you, your legs wobbly from just the feeling of his veiny cock against your gummy walls. 

Ao’nung began rutting into you at a merciless pace, your body being rocked forward with every snap of his hips. The na’vi pinned your hands at your back with his infinity larger ones. Your face buried into the sheets as your boyfriend abused your poor cunt. You were a mess, drool pooling beside your lips as you sobbed out his name, your brain empty and loud babbles echoing the small room. “Fuck, you’re taking me so good baby, so fucking tight,” he growled out, his pace speeding up impossibly faster until he had you screaming.

You could feel him so deep in your stomach, the outline of his cock bulging against your belly with each slam into you. You looked so cute underneath him, little cries and whimpers leaving your mouth as he let his anger out on your insides. He was hammering into you with full force, your head becoming fuzzy as you were fucked into oblivion. 

“Gotta start making you my stress reliever more often,” he grunted, his hand making its way to fist your hair instead, pulling you flush against his broad chest with your head falling back onto his shoulder. Tears running down your cheeks freely as your tongue lolled out in soft pants and cries. Ao’nung’s hips never slowed down their pace, your knees threatening to give way as the coil in your stomach tightened.

“Fuck, I love your little cunt so much baby, it's practically swallowing me whole,” he rasped, thrusts becoming sloppy as you clenched down on him. You couldn’t think straight, strangled noises emitting from your throat and stars clouding your vision as your knees grew weak, your boyfriend’s groans filling your ears, making you feel even hotter than you did before.

“Gonna cum in you baby, gonna fill you with my babies so that my ass of a father can’t tell me shit about his village,” his lips brushing over your ear lobe as he spoke, his free hand rubbing little circles on your clit. “Go ahead, cum for me sweetheart,” he coaxed.

You came with a choked sob, your eyes seeing nothing but white as your body quivered. Squirting all over his cock and his sheets as you were fucked through your high. Your body shortly became limp in his hold, the na’vi lifting your legs mid air so that you were spread eagle against him. 

Ao’nung held you tight against his body, your legs in his hold as he continued his torture, grinding his hips up into yours and causing his cock to bulge against your stomach once more. Your eyes widened as you finally got to see it, the tip seemingly threatening to break past your skin with how rough he was being.

He was fucking into you with such ease, your wetness making it so much easier to rub against your g spot with his girth. It was too much, the feeling of pure ecstasy mixing with slight pain at the overstimulation. You were still a mewling mess, your dried up tears becoming moist again as more welled up in your eyes. "Come on sweetheart, you can take it, be a good girl and cum again, yeah?"

“‘S too much- fuck- gonna cum again,” you cried, feeling light headed as your body jerked, the force of your orgasm causing his cock to slip out of you momentarily.

“God you’re so fucking hot. Shit,” your boyfriend let out a low grunt with each word, burying himself inside you completely before letting his seed spill, pumping his cum straight into your stomach. You could feel and see your stomach swelling, but you were way too tired to care as you fell unconscious in his arms.

Ao’nung cursed, pulling out of you and watching his cum leave your fluttering cunt in small spurts. The na’vi sheepishly scratched his neck after lying you down on his bed softly, thinking to himself that maybe he was a tad bit too rough. He chuckled as you unknowingly reached up to him with grabby hands, taking it as his cue to lay next to you, your bodies still sweaty and cumfilled yet he didn’t seem to care.

Ao’nung placed a loving kiss on the side of your temple, raking his fingers through your hair soothingly. A smile on his face at the way you cuddled into him. “Such a good fucking girl f’me, took me so well,” he cooed, continuing to stroke your hair. You let out a soft hum, falling into a deep sleep as your boyfriend chuckled.