hiii how do you think jinx would handle a (partial) ldr? like reader is an international student and has to go home for a few weeks at a time. maybe mails her some naughty polaroids
toxic!jinx masterlist
cw: explicit polaroids, suggestive but no sex
oh hell yes you are cooking with the polaroid thing nonnie.
she insists on sleeping over the night before you go home for a couple weeks over the winter break so you can “maximise your time together”. she just wants to fuck, and that you do, but she doesn’t tell you that was her intention.
she clings to you with surprising force as you stand in the entryway of your apartment, your bags strewn around you as you hug her goodbye. when she finally lets go of you, jinx shoves a hoodie into your hands, one of hers.
“it’s cold. take this with you,” she sounds almost embarrassed, like a teenager in her first relationship.
she calls and texts you constantly, she’s honestly awful at the long distance aspect of your relationship. she doesn’t do well with being away from people she loves and pretty much gets separation anxiety. she’s like a puppy with the amount she calls you just to say that she went to the store or something.
she’ll never admit it but she feels slightly lost without you around. she doesn’t really know how she’s got this far without you by her side, but she does know that she absolutely does not like it when you’re away from her. if she had her way you wouldn’t be apart for more than 24 hours at a time, but she has to let you go a few times a year to visit your family.
a few days into your stay at home with your family, a thick envelope comes for you in the mail. your sibling comes and drops it in your lap and you smile to yourself when you notice the jagged pink and blue writing sprawled all over the paper.
excusing yourself to your room to open it, you carefully peel open the envelope to pull out its contents. inside is a letter, some other sheets of paper, a small box and finally some polaroids that slip out of the letter. they fall face down onto your bed, waiting for you to pick them up.
you read over the letter where you learn the extra sheets of paper are drawings jinx did for you, and the box contained a necklace she made. it has a J carved into one side of the pendant, and your initial on the other. you’re not really sure where jinx learned all these artistic skills but you’re not complaining.
at long last, you reach the polaroids - ones which jinx encouraged you to look at when you’re alone, followed by a drawn winky face at the end of her letter.
you raise an eyebrow at her message and flip over the photos. quickly, you realise why she warned you.
you’re faced with various photos of your girlfriend. ones of her perky tits, of her knelt on the floor naked, one of her face with an expression that you know means she just came (hard), her figure from behind in the bathroom mirror.
you spend a few minutes looking over each of them in great detail; your core starting to throb with each one. grabbing for your phone, you open your messages with her.
you | i got your letter
she replies almost instantly.
jinx :3 | you like it?
you’re not sure whether she’s referring to the gifts or the photos, which you suppose are also a gift in their own way. either way, you reply to her.
you | of course i do
jinx :3 | just showin u how much i miss u
you grin and go to stuff the polaroids away from the hands of your family. this isn’t the first time jinx had done this, she did it the last time you came home for a couple of weeks but the photos were much more tame. you suppose she’s shed some of the embarrassment now she’s done it once before.
tucking them away with the other ones you sneakily packed with you in your bag, you hear your mother calling you for dinner. you’ll have to ignore the wet patch in your panties for now. maybe you’ll call jinx later to show how grateful you are.
Sitting on his lap with each leg placed comfortably beside his as he sat on the soft mattress, you gently but generously applied lipgloss over your lips once again. "Don't look, alright? I'm watching you," you murmured, teasing the poor guy as he nodded, kepping his eyes tightly shut as you had instructed. By now both of you had lost count of how many times your lips had clashed together in a sweet dance, or how many times you had applied lipgloss over your soft lips, or how many times, due to his nerves, Ken had guessed the flavor incorrectly, making you reapply it once again and try over and over until he got the flavor right.
Having lipgloss wasn't just good for whenever you wanted to feel pretty, it was also good for teasing the hell out of your poor boyfriend, like right now, and you couldn't be more taken by the sight of his reddened cheeks as he patiently waited for you to say he could open his eyes again.
He nervously fixed his glasses over the bridge of his nose despite having them shut in a nervous gesture before speaking in a shaky and rather high-pitched voice. "A—are you done... yet?"
With a loud popˎˊ˗ of your lips, you set the tube of shiny gloss behind him on the bed and grin. "Yup, all ready." His eyes flutter open, and he fixes his glasses once again with timidity. His eyes meet yours as he does, but then, they fall to the culprit of his nerves, of his almost sweaty palms. He swore he could feel them begin to sweat, he swore it. And it was terribly embarrassing. Takakura gulped, and before he could say anything, you leaned back in, pressing your lips against his.
His hand moved up to cup your face shakily as he closed his eyes once more, and even though your lips felt like heaven itself and he oh so badly wanted to get lost in the dizzying feeling they caused, he made his best efforts to focus on what flavor you had reapplied on them just for him this time.
After a good minute or two, he pulls away, breathless and in slight awe of your kiss. "Is it... Cherry?" He whispers, trying to guess correctly.
"We already used the cherry-flavored one, pretty boy," you say with a teasing smile, and it makes him avert his eyes, hoping you can't notice just how embarrassed you make him feel. "L—let me try again..." he mutters bashfully, already leaning forward on his own. The hand on your cheek moves to hold onto the back of your head tenderly instead. It's sweet and gentle, almost like he's afraid to touch you too harshly and accidentally hurt you. He'd be mortified if it happened, that's for sure.
His lips move against yours with sweetness, and despite how nervous he feels, he makes sure to let it be known that he loves this by kissing you slowly and taking his time. Takakura's lips are surprisingly soft, making them addictive and so, so kissable. You feel his round glasses touch your nose as he tilts his face to the side to deepen the kiss slightly.
With furrowed brows in concentration, he mulls over about the flavor in his head. "They said it's not cherry... but... I'm not sure what it is." He tilts his head to the other side and gently leans forward. "Maybe... strawberry? Or grapes? It's so soft... their lips feel so nice..." he pulls away again, this time more confused than before. "I... are you s—sure it's not cherry flavored, (y/n)?" He mumbles tentatively "I—It's very sweet."
"I'm pretty sure. But... if you give up, I'll tell you." Takakura blinks and instinctively tries to look behind him at the small collection of flavored gloss you hid from his view but finds his face gently being guided back to face you. "Nuh-uh, that's cheating" you pout, and he nods, flustered by your gesture. "R—right, I'm sorry, I—I just can't... get it right." he stutters, scratching the back of his head.
"Well then, it's a good thing we have aaall day, right?" You smirk. "Let's try again."
After repeating the process of closing his eyes tightly, reapplying your lipgloss, and kissing once again, Ken pulls away, breathless, a small string of saliva connecting your lips. He wipes it away quickly, feeling his hands shake with embarrassment. "I— I think I got it" he quickly speaks, looking to the side. "Is it— Is it peach... maybe?" He squints, an eyebrow raised hoping to finally get it right this time around. His heart is going to explode if he doesn't; he can feel it, beating like a bird trapped inside a cage.
Clapping your hands together a few times in applause, you grin. "Yeah, you got it this time, Okarun!"
"N—no way!" He smiles brightly with excitement, but his cheerfulness is quickly replaced by confusion as he shakes his head. "Wait, really? Peach flavor? That... that's not what it tastes like."
"Well it's an artificial flavor, it's obviously not going to taste like the real thing" you flick his forehead playfully with clear amusement in your voice. He rubs his forehead, letting a soft "ow..." and looks into your eyes. "H—How many did I guess so far?" He smiles sweetly, and you can't help but realize how adorable he looks each time he does.
"Hm..." you look behind him at the ones you've already used "seems like we only tried four different ones" you answer, and his eyes widen comically.
"Four?! Just four?!" He feels his face heating up again and he gulps nervously. "But we've been here for a really long time!" He looks at the clock on your bedside table, which shows the numbers 5:34 p.m., you've been kissing for a whole hour already...
You laugh at his bashful reaction, finding it endearing. "What, you don't like kissing me for that long, Okarun?" You tease, obviously not meaning anything by it, but he's quick to shake his head.
"N—no, it's nothing like that! I really enjoy kissing you" his hands had moved down to gently rest over your hips "it's just... I don't know, I guess it's just really embarrassing..." mumbling softly, Ken looks away, avoiding your gaze.
"Well... if you need a break we can take one. Just say the word" you cup his face in your hands and stare lovingly at him, a gaze he returns just as intensely.
"N—no... I can— I can keep going. I want to keep going. I really... enjoy kissing you, (y/n)" he admits, and your lips stretch into a wide grin.
"Well then, let's keep going, shall we? We have like eight different flavors left for you to guess!"
"EIGHT?!" Takakura practically squeaks, but as he sees you grab a different tube of lipgloss, his eyes fall closed. "You're going to make me pass out" he stutters a protest, but in all honesty, despite feeling like his world was spinning each time he kissed you, he found it was a rather beautiful way to go if he did happen to die thanks to the embarrassment. He could keep kissing you for the rest of his life, nothing else really mattered at all.
(A/N: oh my gosh! This took a really long time and so much effort for me to finish. I didn't want to just leave it in my notes like so many other ones so I did my best. Please do tell me if there's anything wrong, I feel like reading it seems kinda funny but it could be just the fact that I've been re-reading it over and over to check for any mistakes. I hope you enjoy it!!)
Im just imagining fwb! Okarun. Like you're his only friend and you're a popular girl who doesn't want to be seen with him, but after school, you guys hang out.
The first incident was you accidentally palmed his dick while falling down on him. Seeing his flustered moaning reaction made you do it again but on purpose, and he grabbed your wrist, stopping you. "W-what are you doing?"
He would ask stuttering. You smirk. "Can i make you feel good?"
After a while he nodded and you unbuttoned his pants and took his half hard cock out. It was maybe 4 inches, almost 5.
"Aw baby pp isnt it?"
"S-Shut up"
He said squeezing his eyes shut.
Your eyes widened after he became fully hard he was a good 7 inches.
"Damn Okarun didnt know your baby pp would turn into a fucking giant."
He doesn't even answer. All he does is moan.
You opened your mouth slowly. Pumping the tip while slipping your tongue out and licking his beads of precum. He jolted his hips, further moaning.
His glasses foggy and up on his forehead, pushing his hair up, giving you a good view that was hot af.
Stroking and sucking his tip while moaning. Sending vibrations to his core titehning for release-
"Oh-.... Aww, you came already?"
A couple tiny ropes of cum were on your tongue. Salty n sweet.
Choke. Just think about it, seriously. Think about what choking is and imagine speaking while it’s happening. That would fuckin’ hurt, man.
Hiss. Look, it’s just not possible, okay? No matter how “evil” you want your character to seem.
Snarl. Animals snarls. The Beast from Beauty and the Beast snarls. The Hulk snarls. You know who doesn’t snarl? PEOPLE WHEN THEY’RE SPEAKING.
Shriek. Come on, 99% of the time, “shriek” is not the word you want.Let’s face it: if you put an exclamation point at the end of the sentence, your reader gets the picture. Don’t bring to mind banshees and screaming toddlers.
Sneer. I’m not even going to bother explaining this one. “SNEER” ISN’T EVEN A SOUND.
Choked is not meant to be taken literally, an obstruction in the throat. It means they’re having difficultly speaking, they’re forcing the words out with difficulty. Often used when the character is convulsed in tears or laughter.
Hiss is a low, threatening whisper. Raw, guttural, vicious. It is NOT a literal hiss like an animal, it is a tone of voice that serves the same function. Someone will hiss that they’re going to cut your throat- a message from one person to the other.
Snarl is the same kind of thing. Not literal, it’s a tone of voice that serves the same function. It’s raw and gutteral like a hiss, but more savage than vicious. It’s loud, it’s showy, it’s intimidating. It’s very alpha male, big man, look at how fucking dangerous I am. I’ll take ALL of you on. Even if they’re snarling at one person in particular, nobody better back them up or they’re gonna get fucked up too.
Shriek. Come on, seriously? We’ve all heard people shriek either in fear or outrage. High pitched, loud, out of control, feminine. Men can shriek, but it’s funny and emasculating. Think angry italian women throwing pots and pans or ladies on tables who just saw a mouse.
Sneering is contempt whether it’s a facial expression or a tone of voice or both. There are a hundred different ways to sneer with your voice, but it all adds up to the same thing.
Hello! Could you maybe write something for sukuna with a dom s/o? He’s so cocky and that just makes me wanna see him put in his place lmaoo
oh my god ❤️👅❤️ also im sorry this is so late hdvjahd im losing track of requests i am so sorry pls forgive me
nsfw under the cut, my loves! <3
━ he’d agreed to this. you desperately want to remind him that, especially with the way he won’t stop glaring at you like you’d committed treason. as you tighten the rope on his wrist, securing his arms to the headboard of the bed and limiting his movements, you lean back, and stick a tongue out at him childishly.
“you do realize you’re only going to make things worse for yourself if you keep squirming,” you point out, and push your hips rougher against his. sukuna huffs, his mouth twisting into a snarl as he continues to glare at you. the first thing you’d done when you’d managed to convince sukuna of this had been to stuff his pretty mouth with your underwear, and he’d fought against it, his canines tearing through some of the fabric. eventually, though, he’d relented, somehow, and fell back against the bed.
wanna see your cute self try, he’d said. you almost want to laugh at where he is now.
you’d considered a blindfold too, but being deprived of his noises was more than enough. besides, you wanted him to watch as you ruined him, picked up apart piece by piece. honestly, you weren’t even planning for anything grand or over the top, nothing that could make him back out should you ask of him of this a second time.
humming to yourself lightly, you drag your nails along his chest, tracing the dark markings, before you reach his nipples. your hands massage his pectorals, your thumbs dancing over his nipples as they harden beneath your featherlight touch. ever so slightly, his chest heaves, and without warning, you grab his nipple between two fingers and squeezing roughly, enough to shoot pain thoroughly through him and have his chest buck up into your touch the tiniest inch. you hum again, nonchalant about what you’d just done, before dipping your head, capturing the hard bud between your lips, before pushing past and encasing it between your teeth, tugging sharply.
sukuna grunts above you, his hips swaying as if to push you off. his arms strain from above him, and it’s not that he’s fighting to let himself free. he’s fighting so he doesn’t accidentally tear through the bindings. it’s another reason you weren’t too wary when sukuna had agreed, because you knew, at any given moment, he could push you away and let himself go. but here he is, succumbing to you, leaving himself as vulnerable as it gets. the idea drives you wild with power.
mouth still latched onto his nipple, you glance up at him, only to find his head thrown back, his jaw tight around the fabric in his mouth. your brows furrow with dissatisfaction, and you unlatch your lips, shuffling up to him to grab his jaw in your hands, roughly shifting his head to have him gaze at you. at the look in your eyes, his own widen, before he frowns deeper and fists his palms. “i want you to watch,” you order him, but he doesn’t listen, urging his chin out of your grasp suddenly and looking away. even rougher than before, you grab his chin again, your nails digging into his cheek as you stare into his eyes. “don’t be a fucking brat,” you spit out. “watch.”
once confirming for yourself that his eyes will remain on you, your mouth finds its way back to his chest. this time, instead of fixating on one single spot, you leave a trail of wet kisses and darkening bruises all along, licking and sucking on wherever you could, especially the areas where his moans went up an octave, like his lower abdomen. finally, you come face to face with his dick, straining hard and proud against his stomach, the tip oozing a steady flow of precum. you give your lips an anticipatory lick, and watch as his hips buck up in excitement, but instead of reaching for his dick, you place open mouthed kisses along his inner thighs, decorating and painting him pink and blue and purple. his grunts are louder now, more desperate and needy, less careful. he bucks his hips up again, and angrily, you sit up, placing your hand directly on his hip, right next to where his throbbing dick lies untouched and twitching.
“stay still,” you sneer, and he growls loudly. a few incoherent noises and words tumble out, but you don’t bother to try and understand, only mesmerized by the way drool has spilled on either side of his face, smeared by his constant movement. his cheeks and chest are flushed, nipples perked up and back slightly arched. he looks so good. lost in a slight daze, you lower yourself again to his dick, and slowly, you grab it. one steady hand grasps it at the base, and sukuna outright whines when he finally feels the pressure, his head thrown back momentarily. until you bring your other hand up to the tip of cock, and graze your fingernails along the weeping slit, the pink of the head so alluring.
sukuna’s eyes widen at the feeling, and he shifts his gaze back to you, watching as your nails and the tips of your fingers dance along the skin of the tip, your other hand occasionally squeezing the base. both your hands are wet and messy with precum, and sukuna, for a humiliating moment, wonders if you were actually capable of making him cum like this. the embarrassment flushes his face even redder, and his hips push against the mattress, trying to get away from your touch.
“isn’t this what you wanted?” you tease, tutting lightly. “for me to touch you?” your grip on his is so firm, no movement shifts you whatsoever. his eyes widen further as the telltale signs of his orgasm approach, and fuck, fuck, fuck he does not want to cum like this. you can hear his chest heaving harshly, the underwear in his mouth completely damp from his spit and drool. he continuously makes shocked and almost scared noises? it makes the heat between your legs strengthen.
you lean forward slightly and press the flat of your tongue against what isn’t being stimulated by your hands, the muscle in your mouth running along the ridges and veins of his cock. you can feel his cock twitch and throb and jump and it’s so beautiful, sukuna’s the most beautiful like this.
you are, however, quick to change your mind about that when, unexpectedly and surprisingly, he cums, thick spurts of it staining the fingers that had been tickling at his tip. it travels weakly down his cock, which remains hard as ever in your right grasp.
with a grin, proud and satisfied eyes meet his, and you see a single tear slip out of his eye. no, he’s much more beautiful like this. absolutely ruined.
end note; got way too carried away rip. but i hope this satisfies some of y’alls fantasies even if it’s a little ooc 😼
ok so i just read the sukuna request and the suna request back to back and even though this is so out of character for him i cant get the image of power bottom sukuna out of my head🤲🏽
anything is possible with fanfiction
power bottom sukuna sitting you down on the couch, or a chair, or anything, and he makes sure either your hands are bound or that you won’t move them. just him getting your cock all wet and ready for him, and when he starts to sink down onto you you realize he’s already prepped himself, that he had been planning this. he takes it at his own pace, as slow as ever, dragging it out because he’s losing his mind at the way you look right now, at the fact that although you’re inside him, he’s the one in control of everything, even of your own orgasm. he’ll grab your face and spit in your mouth as he bounces on your cock, tell you you’re so dirty, so dirty for him, just his little fucktoy to use as he pleases, and god, he might make you cry. but it’s worth it, of course it is. it feels so good, and he looks so good, the way he throws his head back and grunts and moans and wraps his hand around his cock. and the closer he gets to his high, the tighter he clenches around you, even if unintentional. and he’ll look so good after, cum staining his skin, even up to his chin, as he sticks his tongue out and licks some off from the corner of his mouth
how do you think the jjk boys would react to you fake banging them 💀🥺
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that’s not weird at all 😭 bro we were literally talking about monster fucking on this blog at some point nothing fazes me
JJK BOYS REACTING TO YOU FAKE BANGING THEM
itadori definitely finds it so funny. when he bends down to pick up the thing he dropped and you pretend to fuck him, he literally giggles. he does it back the moment he can.
megumi looks back at you so weird. he’s like shocked but disgusted but confused, a very what the fuck? sort of expression. but also!! he gets kinda flustered i’m ngl. like you can see his cheeks dusting pink aw
gojō acts like cheeky about it. probably stands up, lifts his pants up higher, and bends down again. “if you wanted to peg me you could’ve just asked ;)” headass. so annoying but it’s like the funny type.
nanami stares at you. so. blankly. i’m not gonna lie, it’s borderline scary. he just looks back at you still bent over with absolutely no emotion until you step back. then he gets up. it’s like a “yeah i thought so” kind of thing pls
sukuna gets angry help. he gets up so quick and jumps so far away from you. probably also gets into position to fight. he’s like NO ONE DOES TJAT TO ME. I DO THAT. and if you laugh at his reaction he probably gets angrier. deep down though, he’s just terrified.
getō gets cheeky about it, and turns it around to make you flustered. he’s all like “oh?” with a raised brow and a smirk on his face and it makes you just back off. unless you wanna go toe to toe with him he’ll just stand up, tower over you with that same expression like ‘you sure about this?’
CHOSO GETS FLUSTERED. his eyes widen and his cheeks go so pink, but he tries to act like it never happened. stands up and like goes to sit back down but he keeps his distance from you like damn relax baby habsjdj but it‘s so cute pls just peg him
Note: This was actual really fun to write! Toge’s so cute
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There’s an art to teasing someone. You have to be sure about what exactly makes them flush, but you can’t use it all the time lest they may become immune to it. You have to select the right time to tease them, and you have to say it a certain way. Most importantly, a smug look is a must. You wouldn’t say you had that down to a T, but Toge sure thinks so. Especially when it comes to teasing him, you were an expert because you didn’t even need to touch him.
You sat on a chair, leg over the other with an arm propping up your head as you looked down on him. Toge would never admit he liked it this way when he was forced to look up at you. There was a smirk curling on your lip, almost like a sneer, and it caused his breath to hitch. He wasn’t quite sure if he could breathe like this, and it’s been almost over an hour. It was torture and it was all because he couldn’t wait until you got back.
Toge had been edging himself for the past hour. His face was flushed, tears drying on his cheeks only to be replaced with new ones. Breaths hiccuping, Toge was completely at your mercy. He couldn’t take it anymore. Brows furrowing, Toge whined and glared at you.
That’s not to say he wasn’t enjoying his punishment. Oh, no. His back was pressed against the foot of the bed and he was completely naked. It was a little humiliating since you were dressed, but he reckoned what was more humiliating was the fact he enjoyed this too much. The fact that you were watching him jerk off, speaking sweet phrases in a low voice into the quietness of the room—fuck, he needed to cum so badly.
Hmm... about the scarf(?) around Inumaki’s neck and lower half of his face? Does his neck feel sensitive to his s/o’s touch etc, that’s why he has to hide it (canon notwithstanding)? 👀
starring . . . INUMAKI TOGE
includes . . . marking?, suggestive themes, inumaki has a sensitive neck and we're here for it!!, handjob, sorta sub! inumaki
notes . . . ELLA – YOUR BIG BRAIN 🤧 now that's a great point 👀👀 idk if i'm going to write this as an answer to your ask or like a smol fic but just in case,,, obs smut under the cut!! thank u sm for this idea!! i might make a hc abt this :o
actually you're right! inumaki's neck is his weak spot. he's really sensitive around that area that just a slight touch or a peck on his neck will reduce him into a mess!
if you want to get his attention, just place a tender kiss on his neck near his pulse and he'll certainly turn into putty in your hands – a blushy, stuttering mess, eyes blown wide, but rest assured he'd ask you to do it again ;)
oh, and he's an absolute sucker for marks/hickies on that area too! the moment your lips closed in on the sensitive skin, laving your tongue to soothe the pain, you'll have him whimpering and whining for more. he might hide the marks on his neck but if you asked him to, he'd gladly show it off 😌
bonus: if you want to hear his beautiful sounds and make him feel really good, just kiss and suck on his neck while stroking his cock and he'd cum a LOT on the spot 🤭
a/n: feel free to request anyone you like for something like this! It doesn't have to be JJK specific, I just miss getting character asks and need inspiration lol send me your thoughts!!!
YUUJI ITADORI:
MY BABYYYYYYY
sweetest service sub ever
will literally do anything for you with no questions asked
all around the best boy <333
not shy whatsoever and will literally beg you to fuck him in public
please get him a collar. please.
look me in the eyes and tell me this boy would not be the BIGGEST puppy play enjoyer
come on he is literally a golden retriever and I am HERE FOR IT
plzplzplz let him cockwarm you with his mouth :(((
stressed after a long day of work? he's ready and waiting, face down, ass up, on the nearest surface, spurring you on to take it out on him <333333
tired and hard? he's there, sitting on the couch, ready and waiting to ride you into oblivion <33333
I could go on but alas I have more to write :)
MEGUMI FUSHIGURO:
likes missionary so he can kiss you and hold your hand
literally must be touching you at all times, 24/7, 365
is a pillow prince
he tries to help out, but he just gets so overwhelmed with pleasure
loves to just sit there and watch you pound him to oblivion
will wear a cute outfit and make you dinner and do all the rose petal things just because he's horny but doesn't know how to communicate it
secretly wants you to fuck him in front of a trusted party but will never ever do it and never tell you
you doing anything in public will get him hard
doesn't like quickies (unless necessary) so he just hides behind you until you get home and fuck his brains out
wants you to fuck him so hard he forgets every problem and insecurity he has
NOBARA KUGISAKI:
we all know that she’s the biggest pillow princess
you have to fuck the attitude out of her bc she is the biggest brat
she wants you to eat her out until she can’t think anymore
the biggest punishment for her is making her please herself
she literally can’t do it anymore
loves cumming on your face, thigh, cock, literally anything she wants it to be on you
always wants you to cum inside her because she’s worried about messing up her hair
wants to ride you once in a while, because she loves seeing your face
likes doggy style in front of a mirror bc she wants to see you and also doesn’t want to stare at her own face, but loves seeing her body when you pound into her
TOGE INUMAKI:
babygirl <333
the amount of times I have thought about him sucking you off-
gets so easily overstimulated and cries easily
is really careful around you bc of his curse
sososososososo sweeeeeet
always puts you first no matter how bad he wants it
is a literal MASTER of teasing you in public without words (obviously lol)
he KNOWS what his lil puppy dog eyes do to someone bro
wants you to destroy him so he forgets about all of his pain and duties
sweet boy loves pretending to be innocent
but we all know he wants you to bend him over and fuck his brains out