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"I looked to you when I couldn't find myself. I fell for you when I knew that I would land on a million knives. Despite the ridges of the blade piercing my skin, I would still bleed for you. What looks like torment to others has reversed into devotion for me. I want to ask you to let me go, but instead I ask you: do you still love me?"
FANDOM - naraku/onigumo + f!OC
MINORS DNI! author's notes, tags and discussions at the end.
this is an established series including an original character and naraku from inuyasha. I do not own naraku from inuyasha
หหยฐโข*โโท
I suggest reading from the verrry beginning.
Reiko and Kenji paired together to dress the coupleโs wounds. After a screaming fit as Reiko applied poultices to Meiโs wounds, Mei finally calmed down. Keiji wasnโt much of a verbal fighter, but it took a strong brew of tea to finally have him rest.
Keiji wore more of an emotional wound than a physical one. When he thought nobody was watching, Reiko would steal a glance. He would lay there, looking up at the roof with a distant stare about him. Almost like he was waiting for the roof to tell him something that plagued his mind for days. When she would reach out to him, he declined, diverting the attention back to Mei. Confused, yet respectful, she retracted her assistive hand. Although after being hoisted in the pair by a massive tentacle and squeezed to near-deathโฆ she would assume the least one person would appreciate is tea.
โAre you sure you don't want to rest for the night? We have plenty of room here and we wouldn't mind.โ
Once the two lovers were safe, secure and asleep, Kagome and Inuyasha thought it appropriate to make their way back to their party. Kagome hadnโt realized that they were nearing the 3rd day of being away from Sango, Shippo and Miroku. They were probably so worried about them! She didnโt want to leave them, but she knew she couldnโt stay. Not only did she feel like they were overstaying their welcome, but the situation at hand was growing into a new layer that she knew she had to bow out of while she still had a chance.
The look in Narakuโs eyes. She still couldnโt shake it. She blocked Inuyasha from a prime opportunity to thwart the main reason they were on this conquest mission she admitted, but it was something in her that made her do it. Was it that she saw that same look in Inuyasha when he talked about Kikyo? Or was it.. Something else.
Inuyasha shook his head in declination. โNo can do. Old lady Kaede would nag me to death if we stayed a day longer.โ
Kagome gasped. She waved her hands back in forth apologetically. โH-he means that we have others, waiting for us so we can continue our journey for the shards. We didn't expect all of this to happen so weโd be best to go on aheadโฆโ Reiko looked visibly disappointed.
She rose to her feet with a sigh. โWell I guess it can't be helped. But I just want you to know Kenji and I are eternally grateful. If all ends up well then we might be relocating as well.โ Reiko looked over at Kenji with a warm grin. He returned her grin with a soft head nod.
โWe would love for you to visit soon.โ She added.
Kagome beamed. โIf weโre in the area we would love to! Isn't that right, Inuyasha?โ
Inuyasha, with arms folded, grunted in response.. Kagome sighed deeply in her head.
โOh, and kagome?โ Reiko spoke up. Kagome turned her head back to Reiko with attentive eyes.
โYes, Lady Reiko?โ
โA minute outside, if you will.โ Kenji extended his hand, helping Reiko slide her feet into her slippers. She shuffled out the door without waiting on Kagome. Kenji retreated back into the living room to observe Mei and Keiji, leaving the two alone in the hallway.
There was an awkward silence between the two. Inuyasha kept his focus on the fire in front of him. Kagome was the first to speak.
She cleared her throat sharply. โAh I-Iโll be back.โ
A pause. โYeah, do what you want.โ
โWhat's your problem, Inuyasha? This isn't the time to act this way-โ
โJust don't do that again.โ His response was quick. The words spilled out of his mouth as his heart fluttered in his ears.
Kagome blinked. โWhat do you-โ
He groaned, speaking louder this time. โDon't put your life on the line for anyone else like that ever againโฆ you.. You had me scared.โ
Scared? Kagome couldn't wrap her mind around the words coming out of his mouth. But by the blush across his face she had a small kindling of what he meant.
He.. He cared for her.
Her initial annoyance fizzled out. And without a rebuttal, she stood to her feet to exit the home.
โก A/N โ I am so shy with sharing my pride and joy on here again but fuck it here goes nothing! SIDENOTE - If you are confused as to what's going on bc catch up from the beginning on AO3!
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"I looked to you when I couldn't find myself. I fell for you when I knew that I would land on a million knives. Despite the ridges of the blade piercing my skin, I would still bleed for you. What looks like torment to others has reversed into devotion for me. I want to ask you to let me go, but instead I ask you: do you still love me?"
FANDOM - naraku/onigumo + f!OC
MINORS DNI! author's notes, tags and discussions at the end.
this is an established series including an original character and naraku from inuyasha. I do not own naraku from inuyasha
หหยฐโข*โโท
I suggest reading from the verrry beginning.
Reiko and Kenji paired together to dress the coupleโs wounds. After a screaming fit as Reiko applied poultices to Meiโs wounds, Mei finally calmed down. Keiji wasnโt much of a verbal fighter, but it took a strong brew of tea to finally have him rest.
Keiji wore more of an emotional wound than a physical one. When he thought nobody was watching, Reiko would steal a glance. He would lay there, looking up at the roof with a distant stare about him. Almost like he was waiting for the roof to tell him something that plagued his mind for days. When she would reach out to him, he declined, diverting the attention back to Mei. Confused, yet respectful, she retracted her assistive hand. Although after being hoisted in the pair by a massive tentacle and squeezed to near-deathโฆ she would assume the least one person would appreciate is tea.
โAre you sure you don't want to rest for the night? We have plenty of room here and we wouldn't mind.โ
Once the two lovers were safe, secure and asleep, Kagome and Inuyasha thought it appropriate to make their way back to their party. Kagome hadnโt realized that they were nearing the 3rd day of being away from Sango, Shippo and Miroku. They were probably so worried about them! She didnโt want to leave them, but she knew she couldnโt stay. Not only did she feel like they were overstaying their welcome, but the situation at hand was growing into a new layer that she knew she had to bow out of while she still had a chance.
The look in Narakuโs eyes. She still couldnโt shake it. She blocked Inuyasha from a prime opportunity to thwart the main reason they were on this conquest mission she admitted, but it was something in her that made her do it. Was it that she saw that same look in Inuyasha when he talked about Kikyo? Or was it.. Something else.
Inuyasha shook his head in declination. โNo can do. Old lady Kaede would nag me to death if we stayed a day longer.โ
Kagome gasped. She waved her hands back in forth apologetically. โH-he means that we have others, waiting for us so we can continue our journey for the shards. We didn't expect all of this to happen so weโd be best to go on aheadโฆโ Reiko looked visibly disappointed.
She rose to her feet with a sigh. โWell I guess it can't be helped. But I just want you to know Kenji and I are eternally grateful. If all ends up well then we might be relocating as well.โ Reiko looked over at Kenji with a warm grin. He returned her grin with a soft head nod.
โWe would love for you to visit soon.โ She added.
Kagome beamed. โIf weโre in the area we would love to! Isn't that right, Inuyasha?โ
Inuyasha, with arms folded, grunted in response.. Kagome sighed deeply in her head.
โOh, and kagome?โ Reiko spoke up. Kagome turned her head back to Reiko with attentive eyes.
โYes, Lady Reiko?โ
โA minute outside, if you will.โ Kenji extended his hand, helping Reiko slide her feet into her slippers. She shuffled out the door without waiting on Kagome. Kenji retreated back into the living room to observe Mei and Keiji, leaving the two alone in the hallway.
There was an awkward silence between the two. Inuyasha kept his focus on the fire in front of him. Kagome was the first to speak.
She cleared her throat sharply. โAh I-Iโll be back.โ
A pause. โYeah, do what you want.โ
โWhat's your problem, Inuyasha? This isn't the time to act this way-โ
โJust don't do that again.โ His response was quick. The words spilled out of his mouth as his heart fluttered in his ears.
Kagome blinked. โWhat do you-โ
He groaned, speaking louder this time. โDon't put your life on the line for anyone else like that ever againโฆ you.. You had me scared.โ
Scared? Kagome couldn't wrap her mind around the words coming out of his mouth. But by the blush across his face she had a small kindling of what he meant.
He.. He cared for her.
Her initial annoyance fizzled out. And without a rebuttal, she stood to her feet to exit the home.
โก A/N โ I am so shy with sharing my pride and joy on here again but fuck it here goes nothing! SIDENOTE - If you are confused as to what's going on bc catch up from the beginning on AO3!
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SYNOPSIS - curiousity has played its role well with you - leaving you in between pleasure's whirlwind with the Phantomhive's most cunning, most skilled butler. How will you handle this arrangement?
FANDOM - f!reader x Sebastianย michaelis + a binding agreement
MINORS DNI!
author's notes, tags and discussions at the end.
CHAPTER NINE.
โBaldroy, I need your help with this.โ You tried to pick up the small crate barrel of flour with no avail. Baldroy watched you, with a smirk on his lips and a hand on his hip as you tried with all your might.
You squatted low, wrapping your arms around the barrel, tucking it close to your chest and anchoring your weight on your heels. A few grunts later, you gave up, wiping the sweat from your forehead.
โIf youโve had enough attempts at trying to be strongman of the century,โ he teased, โlet me show you an easier way.โ He pointed his finger behind him. โThereโs a pully and a wheel cart that will scoop the barrel and take it wherever you want to put it.โ
โWhy didn't you mention this sooner?!โ the pitch in your voice hit a sharp falsetto, making Baldroy grip his sides mid-laugh.
โYou never asked. And besides, it was nice watching you build some upper body strength for a few minutes.โ
โYou never asked.โ You mocked his tone. โYou never asked. I swear all you men are just the same. You need clear instructions laid out in basic terms otherwise youโre all useless!โ you stomped off, pulling the wheel cart next to the barrel.
โNow I wouldnโt say useless.โ He didn't care too much for your comment. But he kept a playful tone. โBut we donโt normally just thrust ourselves out there unless weโre invited in. Its sort of like-โ he rolled the barrel onto the wheel cart. He continued while checking the sides to prevent it from spilling over โCourting a woman. Back where Iโm from, we donโt just throw ourselves at every woman. We wait and see, get a reaction or a lack thereof to determine what we wanna do. Get me?โ
โNot really.โ You rolled your eyes. Baldroy sighed with his own roll of eyes.
โI like for a man to be upfront. Don't just say one thing, act another, then act a totally different way. That's an outright turn off if you ask me.โ
โA woman like you gets mixed signals? Iโm shocked.โ Your eyes followed Baldroy but you didn't respond.
โDont get me wrong. But seeing how hard you work on a day to day basis, I wouldn't expect whatever man youโd be interested in to have to be a strong-willed fellow.โ
Strong willedโฆ. A sad smirk spread across your face as you pushed the wheel cart. Baldroy caught your expression. He quickly tried to change the subject.
โD-do you know why weโre having so much rice being delivered for dinner tonight?โ he used a crowbar to lift the lid, whistling at the thousands of fine grains that rested in the barrel.
โBeats me.โ You shrugged. โI think Lau is supposed to be paying a visit with his trading company.โ You continued sorting the meats with your back to Baldroy.
โTrading company? You mean that army of Chinese thugs? Does Mei Rin know about this? Oh she is not going to be happy..โ He scratched his head, looking up at the roof like the answer was threatening to fall from the ceiling any moment now.
Sebastianโs face flashed across your face. You felt your throat dry and a cool trickle of water pool in the corner of your eyes. What is going on with me? I shouldn't care about Sebastian like this. Heโs my superior. I have to pull it together.
You wiped your eyes indiscreetly but Baldroy caught wind. He felt personally responsible for your upset but didn't quite know how to address it directly. Thinking of his times in the war, he did the classic move: a reassuring hand on the shoulder.
โHey. If it means anything-โ the words spilled out of his mouth like milk overflowing out of a tea cup. โIf you were my woman Iโd never pussyfoot around how I felt.โ
โWhat?โ His face burned red as you looked his direction.
โUh- I meant- youโre not a bad looking girl and if- no- what I mean is- shit- Y/N, I didnโt mean-โ
โIโm sure you two are having a grand moment of informalities under the Masterโs generous hand, but must I remind you that tonightโs dinner is not going to serve itself.โ
โก A/N โ okay soooo I wanted to add a little drama into the mix because I think Sebastian is being way too cool off our reader! Should I push the secondary romantic interest a little more? Hmmmm.
Wouldn'tย it be crazy if reader became pregnant with sebastian's baby even while she's married because he can'tย get enough of fucking her even after the contract is done?
a/n - this a blackfem!reader softsmut post. if ur gonna complain pls move around
Your body recoiled under his touch. He held you around your hips, his large hands in opposition to your warm flesh. You planted your hands on his shoulders, careful not to fall over in the bath he drew for you.ย
It was such a surprise to you as he stood next to it with a cheshire smile, a towel coated on his forearm. He helped you in first holding your supple mahogany hands with provision. He didnt want to chip your freshly done manicure of course. But you caught his eyes following you one leg at a time. Every inch of your cinnamon coated legs disappearing under the opalescent abyss surrounding you.ย
โLean back," he instructed with a polite firmness. You fixed your eyes on him, head leaning back against the porcelain border. You pooled a small puddle of the milky water in your hands, your thumbs softly rubbing the petal of a rose that managed to linger in your hands to be cascaded into the air above water.
Pouring the contents out of your hand with a smile, Sebastian leaned forward to press his cool lips to your cheek. He admired the faint hints of jasmine and vanilla permeating off your skin. He wanted to enmesh himself into you but he had to take it slow. He wanted your mind to fizzle to a low simmer before overcoming you with all he had to offer.
He stroked your cheek, his crimson eyes taking in the glow from your cheekbones down to the playful condensation droplets curving the outline of your full lips. With everyone else he was stern and precise but with you he bent the rules only just a little. If that meant he could indulge in all that you were in such a vulnerable light he would bend it over and over again.ย
โAre you going to just watch me or are you going to join me?โ You teased. You shifted yourself up in the tub, revealing your bare torso to him with confidence. He traced the milky streaks across your skin as if it tore itself apart to reveal the masterpiece that was you. Unconsciously, he adjusted his tie making you smile in silent accomplishment.
โIs the lady inviting me in?โ His eyes flashed brown then back to red.
โIโm sure you knowย how this works.โ
โI do.โ the sureness in your soft sultry voice made his lips curl into a type of devilish smile.
โWell then,โ he leaned down positioning himself so he was only centimeters away from your collar bone, the warmth of his breath making you sigh in anticipation.
โSay it again like you mean it," he whispered. His eyes snaked to you, the crimson in his eyes smoldering into an alluring, smoldering burgundy. Like darkening embers in a fire.
โSebastian,โ you breathed, leaning against the edge of the tub your arms resting on the opposite end.
โSay it, y/n.โ he leaned closer, lips only a breathโs distance away from you.
โSebastian,โ your eyes narrowed. Your full eyelashes covered your terracotta-tinted hues, making him want to peer into them even more.
He reached his hand around the nape of your neck, playfully scratching your scalp, careful not to snag your spiral coils between his fingertips. You promised to let him detangle your hair eventually, but until then he watched you, taking mental notes while you sat in the vanity mirror.ย
How you parted your hair into four sections, combing the ends and working your way to the root, careful not to abuse your tresses in any way. When you felt your hair was lush, springy and smoothed down, you then braided your hair, two in the front and two in the back. With a small hair tie, you combined them to give the appearance of two braids, and then tucked them underneath a bonnet.
He teased you on how long it took for you to prepare, but he admired the dedication to the craft known as you.
Now fully naked in the king sized tub, he held you. He reached his hand to you, noting your initial apprehension, and laced his fingers with yours. Pulling you closer, you sat on your knees, planting your hands on his shoulders, a faint flush to your cheeks.
โSebastian, what are y-โ
โShh,โ he cooed, โlet me enjoy this.โ
He rubbed your thighs up and down, noting the muscular tone to them. You were soft, you were supple, but you radiated an assurance about yourself, a strength and self-confidence he never saw amongst the other women of the house. It drew him in like a moth to a flame, but for him he would happily be burned over and over again.
He gripped your thighs, making your back arch slightly. He smiled to himself as he snaked his hands upwards. Large hands palmed your assโ scattered rose petals and sweet-scented milk falling in rivulets from Sebastian's hands back into the ivory depths.
You ran your fingers through his silky dark locks, slicking it back to reveal his sculpted, nearly otherworldly face. Not a wrinkle or a feature out of place; perfectly symmetrical without a blemish as far as the eye can see.
โIts like youโre not even real.โ you pointed out in admiration, scooting closer so he could kiss your collarbon.
โIts like if i touch you, you'll vanish into the water.โ
โIs that what you want?โ He lifted his knee to rub against your sex, teasingly moving it back and forth to greet your clit with eagernes.
โSebastia- why would you do that?โ Your soft voice echoed into a moan, mimicking the games of a mischievous siren. He smiled through his kisses, trailing them up and around your breasts.ย
When he opened his mouth you could see his fangs but when he latched his tongue around your nipples he proceeded with such care.
Your fingers dug into his shoulders back curling into a C. He kept you still suckling on your erect nipples with precision. He circled his tongue back and forth, drool sliding down his chin with each suckle and pull of your nipple.
When your hands left his shoulders, his hands followed yours interlacing each one and following the jerkish reactions as surges of pleasure ruminated through your body. Before you could explode he released you, looking up to you with an imminent burn in his gaze. He made you squirm. The viscosity between your legs thickening with each passing moment. His teases weren't going unnoticed if your body had anything to say about it.
Remnants of the milk bath stuck to your palms as you held his face in your hands. You lowered down to his level, pressing your satin lips to his cool mouth.ย
โSebastianโ your feathery voice echoed against the rushing waves of water that filled the tub around you two. But he was all ears. He was all yours.
โSebastian, take me.โ
He pulled you closer, a smile spreading across his lips as your lips connected with a silent hunger for one another.
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SYNOPSIS - curiousity has played its role well with you - leaving you in between pleasure's whirlwind with the Phantomhive's most cunning, most skilled butler. How will you handle this arrangement?
FANDOM - f!reader x Sebastianย michaelis + a binding agreement
MINORS DNI!
author's notes, tags and discussions at the end.
CHAPTER EIGHT.
Its been months since the contract was made. By this point you even forgot the terms and just.. Continued to indulge with Sebastian. No matter the days or the nights when you summoned him he would answer. As long as he wasn't occupied with the young master he would make his way to your chambers, or the stables, or even.. The washroom and share in your flesh.
But as you waded your hand around in the tub, you thought about the not so favorable times. When you would reach for his face he would pin your hand over your head, when you would try to lock lips with him he would angle his head and go back to your neck. You felt the rejection of affection but you swallowed down each piece of imaginary glass in your cup. But it confused you. At first, he would stare into your eyes, his mouth agape as he thrust inside of you, exploring each and every crevice of your forbidden pleasures with ease. He would share in a ravaged kiss after going down on you. Swapping saliva so you could also taste what heโs enjoyed so ravenously before taking you again.
But now, it felt more impersonal as time went on. Were you becoming a bother to deal with? Your work quality never diminished even when your affairs became more frequent, so what was the issue?
โSigh..โ The pit in your stomach was growing. The aches in your shoulders felt triggered by stress than the dawn to dusk workload itself. As much as you even wanted to talk to Sebastian, he wouldn't even give you a second after the engagement. He would slick his hair back, smooth his jacket, gather his candle, and be out the door. Sometimes there would be a pause at the door before turning the handle, and other times it would be a quick stride out the door.
You tried to ignore it. You even tried to distract yourself. But now it was beginning to rattle your brain in the worst possible way.
In between all of that, you noticed Baldroy began to pay a little more attention to you. He would assist you in carrying the sacks of potatoes or help you trim the fat off the lamb in a more efficient way. His hand would graze over yours, and when you looked up to apologize he would quickly turn his face away. He swirled that toothpick around and around to defer from his blush but you could see it radiate to the back of his neck sometimes.
You two would laugh it off, even lingering a little longer in the kitchen to proactively start on tomorrowโs meals. And it helped distract you, even a little bit, at Sebastianโs aversion to you in the bedroom.
So much, that you deliberately chose to stop calling for him for weeks now. Until you could fully grasp where Sebastianโs head was in the matter, you didnโt want to be touched. You didnโt want to be held. You just.. Wanted to be by yourself.
โก A/N โ okay soooo I wanted to add a little drama into the mix because I think Sebastian is being way too cool off our reader! Should I push the secondary romantic interest a little more? Hmmmm.
โก.. having a crush on his bully's girl was dangerous. but watching you touch yourself over a midnight call? oh yeah. ๐๐๐๐๐๐ had a death wish.
๐w. f. reader โฎ smut โฎ college au โฎ phone sex โฎ m & f masturbation โฎ guided masturbation โฎ sub toru โฎ inexperienced toru โฎ toxic relationship โฎ prep!reader โฎ nerd!satoru โฎ punk!sukuna โฎ love triangle โฎ sukuna is satoru's bully
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ starred the camera, Satoru knew that he had a death wish.
His dorm's dim, like the anxiety balled in his chest. Phone glaring into his round glasses, his eyes gaped to match their wide frame.
Breath thin, his free hand clawed at his sweats. "I uhmโฆ fuck."
Nervous, needy blue eyes blink away from the sinful presentation to your flushed, smiling face.
"You're beautiful."
Oh yeah. Real original.
He flinched at the first words tumbled out his mouth. Fixing his glasses. A habit when his hands grew clammy and his throat dried.
Well, it widened your smile. So maybe he wasn't entirely hopeless.
"Yeah?" You mused.
Sweet. It's why he adored you in the first place. While others scoffed and shook their heads when he'd topple over all of his textbooks in the hallwayโ you smiled. Knelt down, even in a criminally-shory skirt, and offered him a gentle hand.
"Tch. He's got two hands for a reason."
Your sweetness only faltered at the rough voice above you both. Pink hair and red eyes shook him to his bones with a glare alone. Ryomen Sukuna was a force to be reckoned with.
You, however, didn't seem to care.
Shooting a glare over your shoulder, you spoke clear. Sharp.
"Oh knock if off Sukuna. I'm not in the mood for this."
Guess it came naturally when you called that monster your boyfriend.
Sukuna clicked his tongue. Shot daggers through Satoru, and stomped past with his hands stuffed in his pockets.
"Fine. Whore yourself out som'ore. See if I care."
"Fuck you."
"Go fuck yourself."
Satoru never understood it. How a sweet flower like you wound up in Sukuna's hands. Ultimately squashed by his callousness.
The whole college knew your dirty laundry. How you'd both been highschool sweethearts. Some rumoured you were joined by the hip even before that. Not that it mattered when you both got along like a house on fire. Frequent breakups. Drops and do-overs. Fights in the middle of the halls. Gossip.
Toxic was putting it lightly.
Satoru knew whose fault that was. Sukuna wasn't capable of kindness. Was that why you called him tonight?
He had a reputation for being smartโ but answering that call, agreeing to thisโฆ was the dumbest he had stooped yet.
But if he was really being honest? Satoru would be a fool for you any day.
"Do you like what you see, 'toru?"
It was impossible not to be when you said things like that.
Breath hitched, he watched through heavy white lashes as you spread yourself open on your couch. Manicured fingers slipped to your folds and swiped them apart. Giving him a forbidden look.
Your clit was puffy. Swollen. Throbbing. Pussy glistening under your warm dorm lights. Already trickling.
Did he do that? In a perfect world, he could delude himself with that thought.
His sweats strained. Bulge twitching under his hand that slipped to cup it.
"Iโ uhโฆ" He nodded. Went to fix his glasses again and nearly dropped his phone in the process.
Spluttering. Hopeless. "S-Sorry I've just neverโ" he gulped. "I've never. Done. Y'know."
"Sshhh."
It should've been embarrassing how easily that relaxed him. His shoulders slumping as he sucked in a breath.
You still wore your smile, so at the very least, he must be entertaining. "That's okay. Can I see you too?"
His heart shot into his throat.
Instead of making a spluttering fool out of himself, Satoru immediately propped his phone on his desk, grabbed the hem of his pants and nudged it down.
He was almost impressed with himself. Seemed you were too, considering the spark in your eye.
"What a good boy we have here." You praised as his cock sprung free. Slapping back into his abdomen and smearing stickiness into his pale blue hoodie. It throbbed hard in his hand. Thrumming especially on a thick vein that ran down the underside.
He whimpered, scrunching his eyes. Either to shield him from the embarassment or stop him from spilling right there.
It was all too much. The smile, the croon, the sweetly sinful sight of your dripping pussy.
"Isโฆ is it good for you?" He croaked. Desperate to impress. Greedy for your praise.
Ever as charitable, you gave it to him. Albeit cruel to his pounding heart. "So, so good. Has me all wet."
"Iโ fuck."
"C'mon 'toru, look at me? I want you to see what you do to me."
If his death was guaranteed come morning, what's the point of denying himself this fleeting pleasure?
Cracking open his eyes, he lost his breath at the sight. You, leaned back on the couch, dragging slow circles over your clit. He's already leaky.
Your head crooked, voice warm with amusement. "There you go. See? This is aalllll for you."
"Mhhm." He choked on a whimper, hand giving an instinctive pump. Shivers ran up his spine.
Blinking back tears, he peeped over the rim of his glasses as his hand fell into rhythm with yours. "I'mโฆ I'm your good boy, right?"
Could he sound any more pathetic?
You didn't seem to mind, as you pinched your clit and moaned the sweetest sound yet.
"Mhm. My good boy. Keep touching yourself for me."
Despite the lingering anxiety, pride bloomed within him. Sure, he wasn't experienced. A bumbling, fumbling nerd who'd spent more time with his head buried in books than between thighs.
But right now? You wanted him. More than Sukuna. More than anything.
Even as he trembled. Clumsily fisting his cock to every stroke of your pussy. Chewing on his lip till it nearly bled. Glasses fogged. Voice a mess.
You still wanted him. That puddle you made on the couch? That was 'cause of him.
"Mm. A little faster, toru."
A slave to your every whim, his hand obeyed. Squeezing at his base and pumping faster. Smudging his cock in pre, echoing a nasty shlick shlick shlick through the dorm.
He stuttered for breath. Fighting between dropping his head back and watching as you played with yourself.
At some point, you tugged at your flimsy tank top. Yanking it over your perky tits. If he wasn't already panting, now he was breathless.
"Iโฆ ah." A fat drop leaked from his swollen tip. His brows furrowed, face pink. Long since had his head fallen back. Throat bobbing as pleasure knotted below his navel.
"I reallyโฆ really wish I was there. Wish I could feel you." Quivered with need, he whimpered.
Your moans stopped.
For a frightening second, Satoru was certain he ran out of luck. Messed up his chance with the pretty girl who finally looked his way. But as his teary eyes found the camera again, he saw it.
That sly smile. The raw need in your sultry stare.
"Yeah?" Your breathed, wiping your fingers off on your thigh. His mouth watered. What a waste.
"You know where my dorm is, right?"
His throat ran dry. Heart shot into his throat. The thought of sneaking into your dorm and having the chance to touch you, taste you, fuck you.
It was too much for a poor little nerd like Satoru.
"Iโ" he choked. "Like. Right now?"
His face burned as you giggled and nodded. He should be weighing out the cons right now. Not only would he have to sneak into your room butโ you were Sukuna's ex. Did he truly have a death wish?
The shimmer of your wetness in the camera answered the question.
With a small, firm nod, he tucked his aching erection back into his boxers and wiped his wet hand off on his pants. "I'll beโฆ yeah. I'll be there. Leave your door unlocked?"
Your smile was going to be the death of him.
Especially since he wasn't there to see your phone light up.
Sukuna (dni): Coming over. Sick of this shit.
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