thinking about how much geto would love to fuck the attitude out of you. one hand wrapped around your throat while the other grips your hips tightly, keeping you secure in place as he thrusts harshly into you. his incredibly hard cock slides in and out of your wet cunt so easily, it's hard to deny that your little act of being a brat earlier wasn't so you could make him, your sweet suguru, put you in your place. he absolutely adores the look on your fucked out face, sassiness nothing but an afterthought behind your glossed eyes and agape, drooling mouth. his full weight is on you and crushing you against the mattress, breath tickling your skin as he whispers sweet nothings like he wasn't pounding you for all he's worth.
“ssh, darling, i know you can take it.”
“mmm, that's a good slut.”
“look at you, doing so well, taking my cock so good.”
finally wrote something for my™️ man. so bored in class rn TT
contains. nsfw/mdni!!, implied yandere! yuuta, possessive! yuuta, unhealthy-ish relationship, petnames (angel, baby), yuuta and reader are in their fourth year, all characters are 18+, no actual smut but it’s heavily suggestive, this is short
notes. yandere! yuuta keeps taking over my mind, help 🫠
“did you have fun today with megumi?”
the question makes you drop your pen onto the table, spinning yourself towards yuuta with wide eyes. your boyfriend sits on the edge of your bed, legs spread as he leans back on his hands, dark blue eyes looking at you with adoration.
“jesus, when did you come in?” you’re a little startled as you ask the black haired male, a hand coming up to your chest, feeling your heart beating rapidly.
yuuta only chuckles before responding with a cheerful smile, though his eyes are far from that. “what, am i not allowed to see my girlfriend?” his tone is gentle, but there’s a slight layer of tension laced within his words.
“that’s not what i meant, you know that” you shake your head, the bottom of your glossy lips are jutting out a bit and your brows furrowing. your boyfriend’s smile disappears at your facial expression and you turn back to your table with a sigh, switching off the lamp near you before you slowly walk towards him.
you come to a stand between his spread legs, placing both hands on his shoulders, rubbing it tenderly while he gazes up at you. yuuta’s hands instinctively find their place on the back of your thighs, just below your ass cheeks and a grin stretches across his face. those blue eyes of his are unsettlingly darker than usual.
yet he still makes you feel safe, his touch on your bare skin is warm, fingers grazing your skin carefully, steadily making their way under your shorts. it shouldn’t have been a surprise when he grabbed a handful of your ass, but you couldn’t stop the breathy yelp leaving your lips. you’re glad you’re holding onto his shoulders, your knees are getting weaker as he looks at you so lovingly, in contrast to his harsh actions.
“you haven’t answered my question yet” yuuta reminds you lowly, eyes flickering with a sign of warning as his hands start rubbing your cheeks to soothe the ache he caused.
“we always train together and you always let me win. i wanted a little challenge to improve my skills” you answer quietly, fingers massaging his shoulders and you focus on the way his muscles tense under your hands. you can’t look at him any longer, not when he’s watching you like a hawk.
it’s better to not tell him that gojo asked you to pair up with someone else that wasn’t yuuta. gojo knows that yuuta’s abilities are excellent, he makes a good teacher, but yuuta wants to avoid you getting hurt and that won’t be handy during a fight where he’s not by your side.
you know that gojo is right, but you also knew that yuuta would get jealous and possessive of you the second he sees you, it happened before on many occasions.
you spent an afternoon with inumaki and itadori in the common room, while yuuta was away on a mission. he didn’t like seeing you sitting between the two boys, excitedly playing some game on the tv even if you were wearing his clothes. one of the hickeys he left on a visible spot on your neck took an awfully long while to fade.
you have to decline most missions with ino and nanami too because yuuta can take teenage boys hanging around you, but older men are a different level (not that he couldn’t beat them in a fight). yuuta made that clear by ruining you the night before your mission, leaving your muscles sore, throat dry and body covered in marks all over. it leads to you sleeping in (yuuta turns off your alarm) and you can barely function throughout the day, deemed useless to go on a mission.
“you can improve yourself with me too, i don’t see why you had to pair yourself up with megumi” yuuta speaks, words dripping with venom and you feel his hands leaving your ass and instead, he places them on your hips, thumbs slipping into the hem of your shorts. “look at me angel” it’s firm, the way he demands your attention on him and you oblige, not wanting to anger him.
yuuta’s gaze is predatory, it makes you bite your lips and you feel him slip your shorts down before pulling down onto his lap. one of his hands come up to your face, brushing his fingers against your skin and you instantly lean into his hold when he cups cheek. yuuta looks at you expectantly and you return his actions with both hands, leaning close to him.
“i’m sorry yuuta, i’ll choose you next time, every time” you whisper against his lips before pressing your lips together. “i’m only yours”your words are mashed between kisses, but yuuta gives you an approving hum, licking your bottom lip and you let him slip his tongue into your mouth eagerly.
yuuta’s hand move from your face to your neck, closing his fingers around your throat but he doesn’t squeeze it and continues to assault your mouth with his. you fist his black hair, pulling him closer to you and you moan into the kiss when you feel his other hand pinching your clit through your panties.
“you promise right, baby?” he mumbles against your lips, ducking his head lower to kiss, suck and bite the skin there. you already know you’ll be littered with love bites by tomorrow morning.
“yes, yes i promise yuu” you frantically nod and he leaves your neck and offers you a grin before laying you down on your bed. he kneels above you as he takes off his shirt and presses a quick peck on your lips. yuuta hovers over your panties, sucking your clit through the cloth, holding you down by your hips. it makes you trash and whine, lacing a hand with his.
“no one else gets to have your pussy, only me. fucking remember that” yuuta grumbles against the material, eyeing your reaction but ends up chuckling when you lift your hips up in a needy manner and he slides your underwear down.
yuuta knows he has nothing to worry about, you’re such an eager little thing, putty in his hands when he pushes the right buttons. but you’re also so delicate and beautiful, he knows that, sadly so does everyone else. yuuta fears someone might take you away from him because of that, yet when you’re so wanting and yearning for him to touch you where you need him the most, he remembers he has nothing to be afraid of. only yuuta knows how to please you and make you come undone just the way you like. it makes him love you so much more, you’ll always give yourself to him like this and let him do however he pleases.
why would you want anyone else, when he’s right here? you belong to him anyways.
content: perv, panty thief roomie yuuta (aka best yuuta 🥰). male masturbation. slight exhibitionism. obsession.
roommate!yuuta who becomes obsessed with you the moment you arrive in the front door of what was going to be your shared apartment. he was hooked; from the way you let out small giggles at his attempt in breaking the ice, mind wandering to how you'd sound when he did other things to you, to the manner in which you carried yourself, so uptight and reserved around him. he yearned to break that shell.
roommate!yuuta who does all the work around the house, making sure you never have to lift a finger when you're home. after all, if he didn't become the best roommate for you, lord knows where you might run off to. he's always either in the kitchen, cooking a dish for the two of you (he also always ensures the fridge and cupboards are never empty and filled with all sorts of snacks), or dusting shelves and wiping tabletops.
roommate!yuuta who volunteers to do even your laundry for you, which you initially hesitated to agree on, because 'it would be weird to leave that kind of task on the hands of someone you just met'. but upon the boy insisting how tired you usually looked from work and how you needed rest, you eventually succumbed. what harm could it do, right?
roommate!yuuta who takes the opportunity to take a few soiled underwear from your laundry basket. you were just too easy, too trusting; his cock hardens at the thought of all the other things he could ask you to do with some sweet talking. while his moves were all calculated, he doubted you'd catch on if he even slipped up once. it was adorable.
roommate!yuuta who gets off using your panties, one at his nose so he could take in your scent and another wrapped around his erection, the pastel pink cotton slowly turning dark from his precum. he thrusts into his fist, getting high off of your scent with each deep breath, grunts falling from his lips as lace rubbed against his shaft. yuuta secretly hoped you'd walk into the apartment at that moment and help him with his problem. his cock twitched thinking about how your hands would feel around him instead of his own, how heavenly you'd sound taking him in, and how pretty you'd look with your panty stuffed in your mouth to keep your lewd noises down.
— YUUTA, Nanami, Choso, GETOU, GOJO, Armin, JEAN, Eren
the grip you had on his shoulders were probably bruising at this point. but how could he blame you when he's the reason for the writhing of your legs as you straddled him, wanton moans and hot breath against his ear as his fingers were knuckle deep in you. the rough pads of his fingertips grazed your sweet spot as his thumb took care of you clit, rubbing circles in tandem with the curling of his fingers. he took in the sight of you— a shaking, drooling mess— with the sweetest smile on his face. his eyes were soft, voice tender with praises falling like honey from his lips as if he wasn't driving you to insanity with how good he was making you feel. the lewd sound of your pussy filled the room as he thrusted his fingers faster and pressed harder against your clit, his other hand coming up to your waist to keep you in place. you couldn't keep yourself from gushing on his fingers as you came, and he loved every second of it. with the same sickening smile, he brought his hand up and lapped up your juices, moaning about how good you taste and how he just couldn't get enough of you. oh, you were in for a long ride.
content: power imbalance, slight size kink, oral (r receiving)
thinking about...
prof!higuruma who catches your eye the moment he steps in the lecture room. you knew you shouldn't be thinking about him the way you were, but you couldn't help it. everything that came out of his mouth from then on fell on deaf ears; but how could you focus when he looked ravishing in his crisp button down, suit perfectly tailored to hug his proportions, slicked back hair and stoic nature. not to mention his nose. the thoughts of what he could do with that arch had you squeezing your legs together.
prof!higuruma who occupies your mind for the rest of the semester. fantasies of what it's like to run your hand through his hair, undo the buttons of his shirt and watch his inhibitions crumble piece by piece to the floor. images of him finally leaning down to slot his head between your legs, his big, strong hands prying them apart, while his nose takes in your aroma.
prof!higuruma who takes notice of your 'declining' performance, and out of concern, calls you to stay one particular evening. with a shaky breath, you approach him, unable to keep your eyes off his dress shoes. looking him in the eye was practically impossible when nothing but your fantasies and dreams of him would flash in your head. but he's a smart man, he's caught on to your act before you even utter a word.
prof!higuruma who would be unable to keep his hands to himself the moment you straddle his lap. a whisper of a promise to his lips and a tug on his hair is all it takes to have him engulfing you in a kiss, all pent up frustration manifesting itself in the way his large hands grope at your figure. desperate. depraved. starved. much like his kisses.
prof!higuruma who throws away all his principles just for a taste of you. how could he deny himself heaven any longer? he felt he would implode if he didn't have you wrapping your legs around his neck, heel pressing on his back as he brings you to climax again and again. as long as his mouth wills it. the warmth of his breath against your skin had you pressing him closer against you, while his tongue worked on you like you'd been craving him to. like he'd been needing this his whole life.
prof!higuruma who drives you home like a true gentleman. he takes the time to get to know you more, asking about your interests and hanging on to every word you say. after all, he didn't want to make you feel this was just a one time thing (because he's definitely in for more). as you arrive, he reaches for your hand and leaves a kiss on your knuckles, his eyes peering up at you with an unspoken promise of more.
letting zoro use you to relieve his stress after a long day 😵💫
content: facefucking, kinda rough zoro, cum swallowing
his cock felt so good in your mouth, pumping in and out so fast he had tears pooling in the corner of your eyes and the sound of your gags filling the room. zoro's head fell back as he pounded the day's stress into your warmth, hands gripping the back of your head to keep you in place. the coil in his stomach tightened with each thrust, unable to contain his grunts and pants any longer. his guttural groans and whispers of “good girl”, “yeah take it just like that” made your hole clench, taking in more of his length 'til it bruised the back of your throat. it was dirty— seeing you on your knees, nursing his cock like your life depended on it, face glistening with sweat and tears— and it turned him on so bad. the drool mixed with his cum spilling from the corners of your mouth and dripping onto your chest had his cock twitching against your tongue, the coil in his stomach tightening. you hollow your cheeks more, sucking his cock harder til he finishes down your throat. zoro's grip on your hair loosens, hands resting against your head to rub it while he lazily murmurs how you did so well for him. oh was he so lucky to have you.
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