Choso didn't plan on crying when he forced himself onto you. If anything, he figured you'd be the one in tears, clawing at him and begging him with wide, teary eyes to please, Choso, stop.
But you won't even look at him.
He hates it. He hates it. Your ignoring him is the reason you're in this position in the first place, and you aren't doing what you're supposed to. Why aren't you crying? Why won't you scratch and kick and claw at him until he bleeds? Why is he here, forcing him inside of your rejectingly tight body, with tears running down his cheeks?
He sniffles, aimlessly wiping his cheek on his shoulder where wet stains bloom. His hair falls into his face as he looks down at you, listless beneath him, and grabs your face in his left hand. Your cheeks smush between his fingers as he forces your gaze up and onto him.
âPlease,â he begs, like heâs not the one in unquestionable control. âPlease please just look at me. Why wonât you look at me?â
You squeeze your eyes shut, but realise your mistake in doing so when Choso slaps you across the face. Your cheek stings enough to well tears up in your eyes, which you try desperately to blink away. You won't give him the satisfaction.
"I don't..." he sniffles, his lip wobbling. "I don't want to hurt you. This could have been so good for you, you know? I wanted to be gentle, and... and make you feel loved."
"I hate you."
"Don't say that." He's still crying, all red-eyed and snotty, but his jaw clenches too. He thrusts sharply into you, making you cry out and gawk, and speaks through teeth that are clenched so tight they might crack. "You love me. You're soaking wet, can't you hear it? You're just..." he lowers his voice, "...being a bitch. And I'm sorry for calling you that, baby, but it's true. I love you."
"No you don't." You don't know why you're arguing with him â you should back down, power off. He doesn't deserve the fight, or the tears, or a single lick of emotional response from you. Still, you argue. "You're sick in the head, Choso."
Choso takes your face in his hand again, lowering his head down to press his forehead against yours. His breath is searing hot against your mouth as he practically growls his words. "I love you. I'm trying to make this good for you. Just let me make you feel good."
"Stop," you exhale. He snakes a hand down your body and starts rubbing rhythmic circles over your clit. They're messy and harsh and not exactly in the right spot, but a bloom of pleasure in something so mean is... nice.
No â not nice. Why would you think that? This is bad, and you feel sick, and there's nothing nice about what Choso is doing to you. The stretch of his cock inside of you, the drag and pull of his thrusts, and the clumsy ministrations of his fingers over your clit is just physical sensation. Nothing more.
"There you go," you hear him coo, and look up to see he's smiling down at you all teary-eyed like he's a proud fucking father. "You're moaning. You like that?"
You were? You shake your head, but Choso ignores it and continues on. Now that he's drawing slivers of pleasure out of you, he seems to double down. This thrusts quicken, hips pressing into yours with each stroke of his cock deep inside of you. You gasp as the air is practically forced out of your lungs, and scramble at Choso for purchase.
It almost looks like you're holding onto him. Nails digging into his arms, sounds of something close to need dripping from your mouth.
"God I love you," he chokes on another sob, overwhelmed with just how good you feel wrapped around him. He can't wait to spend the rest of his life with you, fuck you full every night and fuck it all back into you come morning. You'll learn to love it, just like you are now. "I love you so much. Tell me you love me."
You press your lips together.
"Tell me you love me." His hips buck forward, fingers work faster on your clit until your back is arching up off the bed and you're choking on your own sounds. When you still don't sing for him, Choso presses his entire weight down on top of you, smushing his cheek against yours and whispering into your ear. "I'll make it worse if you don't. I'll fuck your ass."
Your muscles tense at the thought. You ignore the curling in your stomach as you bite your words out, "I love you."
"I love you too," he moans, pulling back to kiss your cheek. "Tell me you feel good. That you're not mad at me."
You blink. "I'm not mad. I... I feel good."
"I know you do," he smiles, peppering your contorted face in kisses. "I can feel you getting tighter. You're gonna cum on my cock, aren't you baby? I'm so happy you like it."
His words nauseate you, but he's not wrong â you can feel yourself teetering on that vile edge. You've never wanted something so little and so much at the same time. Will it negate what he's done if you let go?
Your orgasm washes over you slowly, builds up with each roll of his hips, and soon enough; you're a mess of moans as you cum around his dick. He pulses inside of you, obviously spurred on by your pleasure, but pulls out before he can spill himself.
You almost miss the stretch; the sudden emptiness in your cunt jarring after being kept so full for so long. He was warm, and strong, and a grounding weight on top of you despite him being the reason you needed grounding.
You stop yourself from whining as he climbs up and presses his cock against your face.
"Sorry," he grunts, jerking himself off as he smears his leaking tip against your lips. "I know facials are degrading. I promise I'll never do it again, I've just thought about it for so long... wanna see my cum all over your pretty face. God, you're so pretty."
With a choked moan, and another sniffle of tears from him, Choso shoots his load all over your face. It gets in your hair, all over your lips and cheeks â even up your fucking nose. You barely have a second to react before he's bucking his hips forward and smearing his mess all over your face with the tip of his cock.
"Choso..."
"I know," he coos. "'M sorry. Really. I'll clean it up."
And clean it up he does. He leans down, presses a sloppy kiss to your still lips, and then gets to work. Choso drags his tongue all over your mouth, cheeks, forehead, nose, until you're not only a mess of smeared cum, but of spit as well.
Once he's collected what he can, he rears back and forces your mouth open with two prying fingers. Hooks them over your teeth and holds your jaw open so that you can't bite down, and spits his load into your mouth.
"Don't swallow," he orders, pressing your mouth closed and moving to lay down beside your stiff body. "Just hold it for a bit. Want you to taste me."
You almost laugh, and then almost cry. You'd have to drink bleach to get rid of the taste in your mouth.
( THE SENTENCE THAT STARTED IT ALL: âI CAN TOOOOTALLY TAKE YOU IN A FIGHT!â ) : although your boyfriend is one of the strongest sorcerers alive, youâre also a powerful jujutsu sorcerer in your own right. surely you can stand your ground in a fight against them...?!!
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FEATURING: gojo, geto, sukuna
WARNINGS + ADDITIONAL TAGS: NSFW. female reader, dirty talk, playfighting, unprotected sex, manhandling, spanking, hair pulling, praise and degradation, size kink
GOJO SATORU ⶠLOCKED DOWN!
âCome on, baby.â
Youâve never seen Gojo act this way.
When you told him to fight you earlier that day, you thought that your silly Satoru would be a sweetheart and let you have your way, as he usually does.
Well... he didnât.
Not when heâs forcefully keeping you down, locking your hands together behind your back, doing both things so effortlessly while he continues to talk to you in that mocking, mocking toneâ
âCome onâ I even turned off Infinity for you.â
He chuckles at your panicked silence and you almost whine. His tone is lower than usual, his entire demeanor... meaner.
âSatoru-â
âWhatâs wrong, baby?â he leans down, brushing his lips against your neck, âCanât move?â
How can you? The strongest sorcerer of today has got you completely under his mercy, the weight of his big body pushing you down onto your shared bed.
You shiver and unconsciously rub your thighs together, hoping Gojo wonât notice that youâve been bothering and annoying him all day in hopes of... this.
He studies you in amusement. âBaby, are you even tryinâ?â
Without warning, you struggle against his hold, hoping to catch him off guard. At the end of the day, youâre still a powerful jujutsu sorcerer. Satoru might be The Strongest, but youâre definitely not going down without a fightâ
Bad move.
Gojo merely laughs and tightens his grip, angling his body closer to place a knee right between your thighs. âThatâs a real cute move, baby,â he whispers, his voice rough, âwanna try again?â
âSatoru..â
You donât even realize that youâve whimpered his name.
Gojoâs not dumb; he can tell that the mood has shifted... and heâs not surprised, not in the slightest. Youâve been staring at him all day with that expression on your face, eyelashes fluttering prettily and face dusted in a cute blush. Then, just as heâs about to kiss you until you beg him to stopâ
You challenge him to a fight.
He immediately knew that you didnât have âsparringâ in mind. No, you werenât looking to train with him. What you had in mind was a different kind of âfightâ...
And heâs more than happy to entertain you.
.
âI canât, Toru, ah-â you jolt when he slams into you rougher, his long fingers holding your head up, âAh, Toru-!â
âStill think you can take me in a fight, baby?â Gojo coos as he continues to drive into you, reveling in the sinful sounds of his skin slapping against yours, the filthy fluids that sticks to his thighs as it connects to your leaking cunt.
âN-no, mmm, slow down!â
And how can he, when youâre whimpering so pitifully yet arching your back to feel him more, moving backwards to meet his thrusts mid-way?
âToru, canât- canât breathe!â
âSorry, baby. Cursed energyâs a little out of control,â he chuckles before turning your head his way to place a big, fat kiss on your lips, âIâll give you mouth-to-mouth instead, how âbout that?â
âToru, oh, Iâm gonna break!â you cry out, overstimulated, inching yourself away from him as you feel a familiar knot in your lower stomach.
Gojo just laughs at your attempt of getting away and places his hands on the sides of your hips, puuulllling you closer in one swift motion. When his eyes trail down lower, heâs instantly met with the sight of cum dripping down your thighs and onto the bedâ his cum.
He feels his blood rush faster.
âSatoru-!?â you gasp when the lights above you flicker.
When you look up to see your boyfriend, heâs smiling... but itâs slightly off.
âS-Satoru..?â
His gaze travels down to you. Under the complete attention of his Six Eyes, you feel more exposed than ever before. You shift, just slightly, but it was enough for him to grip your wrists and pin them above your head.
âW-wait, letâs talk this out!â Knowing youâve probably, unknowingly, woken up a side of Satoru you rarely see, you struggle against his hold, to no availâ
He just holds you down, as if your struggles means nothing to him. It was at this moment that you finally realize just how much heâd been going easy on you. All those playfights, those spars, he couldâve easily overpowered you, like this...
Eyes clouded in lust, you struggle again, harder this time.
He just sighs.
âBaby...â
The lamp flickers again. The excitement in his tone betrays the frown on his lips.
âYou still wanna fight me?â
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GETO SUGURU ⶠBRAT TAMER
âHmm? Where did this come from?â
Of course, Geto would be the type to ask questions first and throw hands later.
You shrug. âHumor me, wonât you? Come on, Sugu!â
Geto just tilts his head and looks at you like youâve grown a second head. âI.. Iâll accidentally hurt you.â
Accidentally hurt you? More like he accidentally struck a nerve.
âHey! Is that your way of saying Iâm a weakling?â
But Geto is surprisingly unshakable about this. No amount of pouting makes him change his mind, youâre starting to think that your boyfriend has been hiding his full powers from you.
âAlright, alright. Just say youâre scared, Sugu.â you finally huff, crossing your arms.
His gaze flits to you.
You pause.
âHa! So youâre scared youâll lose to me, Sugu?â
Heâs still smiling, but itâs different now.
Hook...
âAfraid Iâll whoop your ass and clown you?â
He stands up, making his way towards you.
Line...
âGuess Iâll just go find Gojo.â
Geto seizes your wrist.
âOkay, letâs fight.â
... and sinker.
.
Youâve always thought that Geto was more like the brains of the team, but right now you canât even touch the man.
âYouâre just gonna dodge, Sugu?â you groan in frustration when he moves just an inch beyond your reach, making you grasp at straws for the umpteenth time that day.
âCome on,â you chase after him, grumbling when he effortlessly steps away from your attack, causing you to land head-first onto the ground, âbring out the big guns! The curses! The dragon!â
Before you can get up, though, you feel something hard press against your back.
You gasp in surprise, barely registering the fact that it was your boyfriendâs knee pushing you down before a rope slithers through your hands, binding them together in a tight knot.
âWhoa! What-â
With one fluid motion, Geto has put you on his lap, face down, with your butt facing upâ
Smack!
You yelp, feeling a sharp sting on your butt.
âYou canât even land a hit on me, baby. Do you seriously think you stand a chance if Iâm actually using my technique?â
His voice is calm, steadyâand thatâs why it sounds even more mean.
âWh- why did you-â
Smack!
His hand connects with the same spot and you yelp again, louder this time.
âTalking to me like that, and threatening me?â Geto shakes his head, ignoring your glassy eyes and your shocked face. Instead, he roughly pulls your skirt up, revealing your round butt that are now slightly red from his slaps, and caresses them softly.
âOuch, untie me, Sugu-â
âWhat, so you can run to Gojo and ask him to âfightâ you?â he cuts you off, beforeâ
Smack!
You arch your back in surprise, trying to worm yourself away from him, but he immediately pulls you back to his lap.
âWas this what you had in mind?â he grips your chin, clicking his tongue when he sees the dazed expression on your face.
Oh, you love it when heâs mean.
âSuguuu... it hurts...â you try not to smile when heâs looking at you like he wants to completely ruin you.
Geto breathes out shakily. He wants to kiss you so desperately, but he holds that desire back. Youâve been such a brat lately, you donât deserve the carrot just yet.
He palms your breasts, squeezing them through your clothes. You moan under his touch, unconsciously leaning towards him for more.
With one hand still groping you, his other hand travels from your thigh to your butt, making circular motions. You flinch in preparation, making him chuckle.
âScared, baby?â
That demeaning tone of his just turns you on more. You shake your head no.
Smack! comes the next one, a bit harsher than the ones before, making your eyes water as you cry outâ
âNo?â he coos, âwell, you should be.â
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SUKUNA RYOMEN ⶠCâMON, TRY HARDER
âIâll spare you the pain and just tell you the results outright: you stand no chance against me, brat.â
You gape, hand still in mid-air, jujutsu mid-conjured in an attempt of launching a sneak attack before your lover extinguished the little bit of pride you had left.
âIâ Iâll have you know that I am a Special Grade Sorcerer, thank you very much!â you flick your wrist towards him, powers shooting off from your palms.
Sukuna barely moves, dodging the attack with the grace of a prima ballerina. âQuite a fancy move. Wouldâve hurt a bit... if it actually lands, that is.â
The way Sukuna wasnât trying to mock you is the worst part of it all.
âWell, let it land then!â
âBut that would defeat the purpose, no?â
âOf what?!â
âOf you, trying to see how you measure up to me.â
His nonchalant sentence gives rise to an anger so great, you think your vision momentarily goes white.
âOkay, fine.â
Fueled by rage, you take measured steps to him, a fake smile plastered on your face. Sukuna tilts his head, not moving from where he stands. You loop your arms around the back of his neck, bringing it down closer to you.
âSince you refuse to humor me, Iâll just blueball you and go.â
Almost immediately, his hands flies to your waist. âOh? Iâd like to see you try.â
There it is. Whenever he uses that mocking tone with you, it always gets you hot and bothered.
You kiss him deeply before he can annoy you any further. His grip on you tightens while your hand travels lower to palm the erection through his pants.
He groans, no doubt enjoying this. Slipping your hand inside, you find your way around his shaft and start giving it lazy strokes. Sukuna groans mid-kiss. Itâs funny how the strongest sorcerer quickly becomes putty in your hands, leaning down to rest his chin on your shoulder while you continue to pump his length.
The squelch! squelch! immediately resounds in the room, his thick cock leaking creamy pre-cum as his breathing grows ragged. You feel your body temperature start to rise, too, but you are a woman on a mission.
Sukuna is distracted by the pleasure, so distracted that he doesnât realize that you have conjured your powers with your other handâ
and you strike him on the back with rightful fury.
âHa!â You break free from his touch, satisfied at the shocked look on his face. âGot you!â
Knowing that youâve incurred the great Sukunaâs wrath, you prepare to break off into a run. Just as you turn your back on him, though, you feel a yank on your hair.
Suddenly, your world is flipped upside down. You barely have the moment to register whatâs happening because Sukuna is already climbing on top of you, eyes blazing in fury.
âT... Time out?â
.
You donât know how long itâs been.
Another smack! as Sukuna continues to pound into you, gazing down at you hungrily despite the fact that heâs been ravishing you for... how many hours now? You think you can almost see the sun.
Beneath him, youâre sobbing from the pleasure, laying limply in his hold as you let him have your way with you. Youâre crying, then moaning, then screaming the next. Both your hands are bound by crimson ropes he conjured using his jujutsu, so intricate and yet so strong, it was impossible for you to break free.
âNgh, pleaseâ!â
âAww, whatâs wrong? Werenât you trying to fight me?â Sukuna huffs, the grin on his face nothing short of sadistic. âGo ahead and hit me again with that dirty trick of yours.â
âI-Iâm sorryâ ah!â
He thrusts into you deeper, his pulsing length quite literally knocking the air out of you. Your desperate apologies seems to excite him more, his grip on your thighs almost bruising.
âNot so clever now, huh?â Despite his violent thrusts, Sukunaâs words are still sharp, mocking, in that degrading tone that makes you uncontrollably wetâ
Yet, just as he makes you mad with both anger and desire, you know that you drive him absolutely insane. âH-hah, sore loserââ
Sukuna chuckles in a low baritone, leaning down to cage you between his big arms. He brings his face down to your neck, then bites.
âSukuna!â
âYou get it now? You stand no chance against me.â He drags out his cock slowly, then slams it back again, eliciting a scream from you.
âOh-oh-â
Sukuna cackles when your walls squeeze around his length, your cute orgasm making him spill his seed deep inside you. He gives your lower abdomen a caress, smirking when he feels how itâs slightly bulging from taking his monstrous length.
i have no words. ovulation is a scary time. also donât ask me why sukunaâs part is longer than the other two all i know is i wrote this with 1 hand
suguru is obsessed with aftercare...and you apparently
Thereâs a soft rock song playing in the background when Suguru finally finishes inside you, his hair sticking to his sweat slicked forehead and his eyes looking at you with that soft gentle quality he only reserves for you.Â
He swipes his thumb over your cheek as your eyes flutter open, allowing for the last wave of post-orgasmic bliss to wash over you.Â
âHey gorgeous,â Suguru whispers softly, slowly making his way out of you and peppering kisses along your jaw, neck, and chest.Â
âHey loser,â You reply back, smiling up at him as your eyes drift close again.Â
Suguru slowly gets up, making you groan as you feel the loss of his weight and his warmth. âCome on, you should shower,â He says, lifting you up with his strong arms and carrying you to the bathroom.Â
He strokes at your hair and allows his hands to roam all of you, as if heâs trying to remember you through engraving your body on his fingertips.Â
You push at him delicately, creating distance as you stretch out your limbs languidly.Â
âI have to shower,â You say faintly, your voice hoarse and your throat a little sore. Suguru closes the distance once again, kissing your lips with fleeting warmth and slowly trailing his hands all across your body again.Â
âI donât see why I have to go for that,â He mumbles in between kisses, alternating from kissing your lips, to your earlobes, to your neck, and to your jaw.Â
âI have to shower,â You reiterate, feeling a soft giggle bubble in your throat as you feel his touch hovering over somewhere ticklish.Â
âExactly, letâs go,â Suguru says, dropping his hands to yours and leading you towards the bathtub.Â
âI donât remember showering being a group activity,â You chuckle as you see Suguru pout.Â
He shakes his head, his long raven hair falling perfectly over his shoulders and accentuating his form as if giving him an outline. âIt is now,â He replies defiantly.Â
You shake your head and give him a look that has no heat in it whatsoeverâonly love, a quiet bubbling love that is subtle but definitely there. âWell you can find someone else to shower with because it wonât be me.âÂ
Shaking him off of you, you make your way to the shower, stepping in and youâre about to turn on the water before you feel someone wrap their strong arms around your waist.Â
Suguru pulls you into a deep kiss, a one that is not messy but slow. Itâs slow and itâs purposeful. A love letter laced in tongue.Â
He gives you a soft laugh when he hears you moan softly into his lips, pulling back to brush hairs from your face and tuck it behind your ears, âIt wouldnât be the same,â He says finally after looking at you for ages. Stroking at your cheek and holding your jaw.Â
âWhat?âÂ
âItâd have to be you, itâll always be you baby.âÂ
You look at him incredulously, your heart beating a mile a minute before you watch him turn away and walk out of the bathroom, leaving you to shower like you asked.Â
You canât help but miss the way his arms slotted around you perfectly, and the way his breath felt on your skin as he poured out his sentiments.Â
When you finish, you see Suguru on the bed, hair wet and wearing a big band tee and long pajama pants, smoking a cigarette while looking out the window.Â
You climb on the bed and slot yourself right in between his legs like you belong thereâand part of you thinks that in more ways than one, you do belong there.Â
He reaches up at your face and cups it in his hands, pulling you down to kiss him. Soft, sweet, and deep like everything is with him.Â
He palms at your hair, and kisses you like he means itâlike he really wouldnât want to do this with anyone but you.Â
When you pull back you give him a smile, your voice dipped in honey and totally saccharine, âYou smell like cigarettes.âÂ
Itâs so cute to him when youâre crying, at the edge of the bed, legs in the air, completely naked and shaking under him. Orgasm after orgasm he makes you take it and his words are as sweet and sugary as he.
Sugurus dick is so thick and warm inside your gummy walls so comfy to slide in. All in your tummy. Nice, warm and creamy. âMmmh, yes I know my sweetie. Itâs so cute when you take it.â pushing in deeper inside your walls making you dizzy, head spinning. âMy poor honey..â he speeds up a little and you let out a sound between a cry and a yelpâyouâre not too sure. âEeehhh!!â You shut your eyes and breathe in and out. âEeehhh?â
âMocking me!â You cry out again as you feel another orgasm spearing through you. âOh honey..just a little..but you can take more baby, canât you?â You give him a small nod. âMmmh..thatâs it angel. You make me so proud.â
And he truly believes that. He knows that.
His hips smack into yours as bubbles and seeps of mixed white cum flow down from your cream filled pussy and down your twitching asshole. Breeding you. He believes in you, he knows his dick is big but coaxing you softly into orgasms is so much fun. âLook how well it fits.â What he really means is âlook at the way your body fits me like a glove, your pussy is perfect for me, even if I have to stretch it a little :(â.
He splays his large hand on your tummy and pushes down so you can feel his dick so warm, creamy and comfy inside your gummy walls hugging him so tightly. Then he makes you cum again, over and over and over so your pussy is slobbering with cum. Fat tears and small sniffles bouncing off the walls when heâs overwhelming your poor puffy pussy. âSuguuu!â You pout.
âThatâs it my love, now cum again and let me see your love faces.âĄâ
â â â â â "princess, you think you can try dirty talk for me?" suguru coos while he slowly drives his hips inside your velvety pussy. he's holding you in his arms, allowing himself to gently plunge his thick cock into you until he's buried to the hilt and your walls are practically moulding themselves around his shaft.
â â â â â your face flushes at the thought, turning your head away in embarrassment. he's been asking you for quite some time if you could try dirty talk with him and boy, you do try but you chicken out each time from how shy and cringey you feel! you have no idea how he seems to do it so effortlessly and you really want to be able to . . but it's damn hard.
â â â â â "you can do it." suguru kisses a trail all over your face as he laces his fingers with yours. he gradually begins to pick up the pace, hitting you right in your sweet spot which has you mewling so prettily. "just say what's on your mind."
â â â â â the way he's reassuring you so sweetly and the way he's looking at you with those loving eyes of his, you do feel a surge of confidence rush through your body and so . . you decide to pluck up the courage and say, "your dick feels so good inâ"
â â â â â you cannot get to the end of your sentence before you're giggling hysterically, hiding your face in the crook of his neck and nuzzling yourself even further in his hair. "oh sugu, i'm sorry. this is just way too cringe for me!" you're full-on chortling now, your hands clinging on to his shoulders as your entire body shakes from just how much you're laughing.
â â â â â suguru can't help himself from chuckling either. "i suppose i have to do all the heavy lifting once again, hm?" he teases, changing positions as he props your legs over his shoulders and then pushing back down to put you into a mean mating press. the new angle has you crying out in pleasure, clawing at the flesh on his thighs. he grinds his hips against yours, letting you feel every ridge and vein on his cock.
â â â â â "i don't mind doing so . ." he nearly pulls himself all the way out of you until it's just the tip inside of you, which makes you whine, begging him to fill you up again. he waits for a few moments, eyes wandering lazily over your pretty contorted face before pushing his cock all the way back into your syrupy walls. you scream out his name, a few whimpers leaving your swollen parted lips too. ". . only if you're a good girl though. you're gonna be a good girl, aren't you?"
â â â â â yup. dirty talk is most definitely his forte!
most days like this, he would come flop into your arms, mumbling about his day and eventually falling asleep on your chest. it didn't matter what you was doing before, he would be simply too tired to care.
that's how he is most times.
the rare, other few times, he wanted nothing more than to come home and bury himself to the hilt inside of you.
today is one of those days.
he's got you in a mean arch, face smushed into the pillows and ass arched to accommodate each brutal thrust he has to offer. he's groaning behind you, hand anchored onto your hips to pull you back into each languid stroke.
"you feel so fucking good.." he muttered harshly, like he was almost angry over how warm you were, how you're absolutely soaking his plummeting cock.
he's been thinking about this all day, your pretty moans instead of annoying voices nagging him. pussy clenching his aching cock instead of his own teeth clenching from annoyance.
you're trembling beneath him, clawing at the sheets under your fingertips as his thrusts grew deeper, raising your hips himself to fuck you to the hilt. he wasn't easing up anytime soon either, cock pistioning into your sweet spot, twitching obscenely inside of you every time you clamped down onto him.
you squirmed in his hold, pleasure almost overwhelming as you tried to arch away from his rough thrusts. he pressed onto your back, effectively pinning you to the bed as he leaned over you, fucking into you deeper. âdonât run from it.â he groaned, his eyes glued to where his cock was disappearing into you.
a whine tore from your throat, eyes rolling back behind shut eyelids as his tip kissed places you didnât know existed inside you. your walls fluttered, arousal soaking him and your thighs as squelches filled the room.
âneeded this so badâfuck.â he admitted through aroused breaths as he leaned down, groaning between each kiss he planted onto your damp neck, tasting the salt of your sweat on his tongue as he bit down onto your skin.
this angle was devastating, allowing you to feel every inch of his dick as he fucked all his frustrations out onto you. he licked over the bite, tongue soothing the sting as both hands went back to your hips, pulling you back into his thrusts.
the headboard tapped against the wall insistently, creaking under the force of his thrusts as his cock twitched violently inside your spasming walls. âthatâs it..just take it.â he moaned, coming out a bit more desperate than he would like.
whenever megumi got like this, he doesnât last as long as he usually does, being so caught up in frustration that he sometimes cums before you by accident.
the sight of you trembling underneath him, moans caught in the pillows, has him teetering on the edge of an orgasm. he threw his head back, letting out incoherent praises on how good you are, how much of a stress relief your pussy is as his fingers sought your neglected clit.
âi need you to cum baby, please. i need to feel you cum for me.â he begged, thrusts losing rhythm as his orgasm built up dangerously high. you whined loudly into the fabric, trembling as he rubbed harsh circles on your sensitive clit.
your orgasm hit like a bomb, body locking up with a drawn out whine as your walls clenched and spasmed around megumiâs pistioning cock, your cum soaked his pelvis and sheets below as you came.
the feeling of you finally cumming on his cock had him tipping over with you, muttering curses as his body shuttered, ropes of warm cum filled you to the brim with a broken moan.
he let go of your sore hips, lowering them down onto the bed gently compared to the rough, thorough fuck he just gave you. his eyes grew gentle, pulling out with a squelch before gently turning you over, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.
âsorry if i was too rough.â he apologized quietly, offering another soft kiss as he looked down at your fucked out expression. you shook your head, arms wrapping around him as he lowered himself on top of you. âi liked it.â
he let out a low groan, cock threatening to twitch back to life âdonât say that..â youâre in for a long night.
âcmon baby,â he said, tsking playfullyâ like this was a game to himâ as he watched you writhe on his cock. âjust like the first time you took this dick, huh? cmon, you can do it, i believe in you.â he said, stroking down your stomach slowly, and reaching down to thumb at your clit.
you shakily rode him, and yesâ it definitely felt like it was your first time riding him everytime you did so. you never got over the sheer size of him. âmmh, iâiâm tryingggââ you whimpered, placing one hand on his chest for stabilization. âpoor baby,â he said teasingly, running his tongue over his bottom lip as he watched you.
âput some work into it. there you go, just like that.â he groaned, as you finally mustered up the strength to pick up your pace. âfuuck, just like that. give it to me.â he nodded, watching you. as you adjusted to his size, you let out a shrill moan, your eyes squeezing shut. âsee, that wasnât so hard was it?â he said softly. âtâtoji, iâm nuhânot gonna last long.â you spoke, returning your gaze onto him.
âyes you will,â he said, reaching his other hand, which wasnât occupied with playing with your sensitive clit, to guide your hips to move on him the way he wanted. âyou think iâm just gonna let you tap out on me? youâre funny.â he said, moaning as you moved your hipsâ per his guidance.
âshit, baby. finally learning, huh? what a good girl, finally using that dumb brain for good.â he breathed. âjust like that. keep going, you wanna be good for me, donât you?â he said, meeting your own strokes with his thrusts.
you nodded desperately, continuing your movements despite your growing fatigue. âyes, yes yesâ yeah,â you moaned. âfuck, i canât hold it back anymoreââ you whimpered. he chuckled, shaking his head. âcmon, then. come for me.â and when your finally came, your body tensing but your movements continuing shakily, your moans increased in volume. he watched this whole thing, an accomplished smile on his face.
his hand came up to stroke your back slowly. âaww, thatâs itâ fuck, mhm, cum on that dick..â he murmured, placing his hand on the small of your back to stabilize you. âsee? youâre not that dumb.â he said, kissing your temple.
âËÊ you send them a picture of you in a revealing dress, tell them youâre going to a party then tell them they canât come ! (but you lwk give in..) É á”á”
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this is a lazy post because iâm sick SORRYYY. also my first non blue lock smau??? woahhhhđł
@losttnottfoundd req from FOREVER ago ( iâll probably do a part two with sasori, itachi and pain if you want ^^)
àšà§ â The soft splashing of water and gentle scrapes of your nails against his scalp made Sukuna's eyes grow heavy, lashes falling shut as you worked behind him. Your presence was⊠soothing, he admitted privately in his head- a word heâd never associated with anything before you.
"Youâre quiet tonight," you murmur, your breath warm against his ear. The gentle curve of your stomach presses against his back, and he could feel his unborn childâs curse energy- what little he could feel promised that the brat was going to be strong.
He didnât answer immediately, too lost in the feeling of your fingers threading through his hair. The king of curses, feared across lands, reduced to this- nearly purring under a pregnant womanâs gentle ministrations. The thought should have enraged him. Instead, he found himself leaning further back, his massive frame carefully controlled to avoid crushing you and that belly of yours.
Truth is, Sukuna couldnât find the words to explain how your simple touch was undoing centuries of telling himself he couldnât feel anything. How the sound of your humming as you focused on him made something in his chest constrict painfully⊠and how your swollen belly against his back filled him with a terrifying kind of joy and pride.
"Does it feel good at least?" You asked softly, working through a particularly stubborn tangle. The mouth on his stomach merely sighed in contentment.
"Mm," was all he could manage as he felt your smile against his shoulder, your lips brushing his skin in a whisper of a kiss.
Water droplets caught in his lashes as he opened his eyes partially, watching your shadow play across the room. Your fingers traced one of the black markings that adorned his body, and he tchâd at the fact he had to suppress a shudder.
"Sukuna..., tell me what troubles you, I can practically hear you thinking," your voice was barely above a whisper this time, your hands stilling on him, and for a moment, only the sound of dripping water filled the silence.
His multiple hands clenched into fists, "You're making me weak," he accused, "ruining me," he muttered.
Your hands moved to his shoulder, working a knot he hadnât even realized was there, "mânot," you smiled, "I'm loving you. There's a difference."
Love... that dreaded word, and of course his child chose that moment to kick against your belly, as if agreeing with you. The little shit wasnât even born yet and it was already picking sides.
"I should have killed you, spread your legs open and fucked your corpse," Sukuna sneered.
Sukuna could feel it, how that innocent smile of yours seared against his spine, followed by the melodious sound of laughter escaping your lips. Before you could think, the world shifted and you found yourself beneath his towering form, the waters surface fracturing into a thousand ripples around your bodies. His massive hand tapped your wrists above your head, another gripped your hip while the remaining two pressed where you womb was- where his child flourished, his hands trembling ever so slightly with the effort of gentle restraint.
He stared down at you, the water dripping from his hair leaving tracks along your face and neck, almost like blood from a fresh kill, but your eyes held no fear - only understanding. The mouth on his stomach hung open breathing heavily, "What have you done to me? I want to tear your heart out and rip your head off, but I also can't bear the thought of losing you, or that brat."
Slipping your arms around his neck, you smiled up at him, "Nothing you havenât allowed."
"Watch your tongue, little lamb." The threat was hollow, and you both knew it. The kiss that followed was ever so desperate, sloppy and violent in its tenderness, but damn did it taste like the sweetest sin⊠Your response back- how you kissed him in return, your spit mingling with his, a soft moan on your tongue⊠It was better than any scream of terror heâd ever drawn from human lips. And he knew from that alone, youâd been right.
This man is so fucking irritating in the best way possible.
He loves taunting you when youâre crying under him as his veiny, warm, bulging cock slides inside your little wet, creamy pussy. When you tell him to have some sort of mercy on your already well-fucked cunt, he just mimics your plead and challenge you to do something about it. Knowing you canât.
âOhhh!â
He copied your moan again in your ear, grinning smugly. He knows exactly what heâs doing when heâs fucking you like thisâhis cock is just so huge. You want him to stop teasing you. Heâs been doing this for several hours and itâs making you sad. You donât like this game anymore. âStop d-doing that!â You sniffled and swallowed. He hums teasing. âMmmh..â he pretends to think about it and deadpans his voice. âNo.â
âWha?â You look at him with puppy eyes at his answer. He has you in a locked full Nelson, his undeniable strength is keeping you in place. He repeats after you in your whiny tone and exaggerates it. âWha?â You see his grin grow. Before you can respond he purposely speeds up inside you. You squeal and moan. âH-heyyy!â Now heâs ignoring you and fucks your pussy like a sex toy. âDo something about it. Crybaby.â He says. You click your teeth in irritation and sadness.
You canât do anything about it.
âSh-shut the fuck up!â Heâs hitting all your nerves.
âNo.â He simply denies.
His hips go faster into you and youâre on the edge of sobbing. âStop it!â You cry, voice raw. âMh-mhh..â he says teasingly. He knows you hate it when heâs teasing you during sex. Because then it just turns into him just being a meanie to you and your pussy. âStop ittt!â He mocks you again. He bounces you on his cock and you sob harder, he has to and will make sure you feel it until your wailing. âJust a little crybaby, hm?â You want to just cry. Itâs so embarrassing and humiliating. Itâs true though, you do cry a lot when youâre overstimulated. So now heâs just pointing it out. You try to defend yourself but then heâll just go faster and further prove his point when more sobs come from you.
âI hate YOUUUUUHHH!!â
âOh please, cry me a river. Crybaby.â
And he makes you take itâyou scream and squeal until all you can do is cry pathetic sobs as he fucks your pussy into a sickening orgasm. And then he makes you take more because your cries are so cute.
eating your pussy is the closest sukuna will get to eating you (˶Ëâ€Ë˶)
eating you would cause him many lifetimes of misery, and he doesnât want that; he wants to keep you for as long as he can. preserve you, have you as a personal pet, so eating is off the table⊠for now.Â
when sukuna first got a taste of the surface of your flesh and how your flavor just seemed to melt on his tongue, he was hooked.Â
thereâs almost a light saltiness to your mound when he first brings his mouth to it, a deep sweetness when his tongue swirls around your clit and between your folds.Â
he wasnât expecting the similarity to be so different but all in the same because he still craved you.Â
sukuna wants to consume you from the bottom up.Â
when he has you on his face, the base of his tongue sliding back and forth over your clit and then diving the tip of his tongue in your wet, dripping hole, he knows heâs going to have to resist taking a bite, be gentle, and be soft, like how you want, but heâs a monster; that isnât in his nature.Â
itâs so fucking hard doing kitten strokes over that pretty pussy, being in control of himself and not working on impulse.Â
he knows how easy it is on the height difference alone and his advantage on arms; youâll be a good snack, thatâs all, not a full meal like he wants.Â
so when his tongue is salivating watching you, he knows heâll never be satisfied.Â
sukuna isnât eating for sexual pleasure; heâs eating for your taste.Â
even though youâre moaning and watching your back while holding a tight grip on his hair, having orgasm after orgasm, heâs not doing it to make you happy.Â
thereâs times when heâs just not satisfied with it; heâll be licking for hours, and it still isnât enough.Â
thatâs when heâll take a tiny nip, making you squeak, tugging at his hair, and arching your back more.Â
âs-sukuna! not too hard, okay?â
staring down at him while he continues nipping at you, sliding his tongue over the marks to soothe you.Â
a finger tracing over your hips while he does it.Â
whenever heâs feeling hungry for you, he knows just where to go: home, right in between your thighs.Â
licking and nipping until he gets tired, not until the craving goes away, because he knows it never will.Â
so for however long you live, heâll continue to do this, wanting to keep you around forever, his favorite person⊠his favorite taste.Â
frustration is an understatement, but it's how satoru gojo felt when you had shyly pulled away from a kiss for the umpteenth time.
of course, satoru loved you to the moon and back! you were his beautiful girl, but damn it were you shy. it was almost like a routine between the two of you. you'd get comfortable, then would be too nervous to press your lips against his without him initiating it. and if he was being honest, it hurt.
you acted like his touch burned most of the time. satoru would offer his hand for you to hold when passing large crowds and the most you would do was hold his pinky with yours.
so, being the amazing boyfriend he was, he was going to help you.
"just keep yours eyes on me, sweets." he coo'ed, carefully slipping in his cock inch by inch. "c'mon, we agreed on working on eye contact today." he reminded.
"I know.." you whimpered, slowly opening you eyes back again, staring into his deep blue ones. satoru's eyes flickered down at your entrance, clearly struggling in welcoming in his length. "you're doing so good." he leaned down to kiss your forehead. "just keep your eyes on me."
after a few minutes, he bottomed out. his hands were holding onto your waist, bringing you closer to him. "feels big.." you gasped when he slipped all the way out before pounding back in.
"that's cuz it is big, baby." he relished in the way tears formed at the corners of your eyes, nails scraping at his biceps. "you can take it though."
"sato!" you screamed, fluttering your eyes close. and satoru? he was absolutely eating this up. for the first time, you weren't afraid to be loud with your moans. âhey youâre being louder than usual. good!â he chirped. the bastard had the audacity to smile so sweetly down at you all while he was fucking you like he hated you.
satoru moved your legs to rest on his shoulders, allowing him to hit deeper. thatâs when he saw it, the bulge on your tummy. "look at that.. give me your hand." he reached it, putting it down on your stomach. "you feel me? taking me so well, fuck, you're a good girl."
you saw through your tears how proud he was. bright smile looking down at you as if you just hung the stars.
satoru has never felt more proud of himself, deciding that pda was the next big step. the pinky holding turned into holding hands wether it be at the mall or a friend hang out. but of course, he couldn't help himself when he pulled away to drag your hand onto his growing bulge.
âi donât think this is pda..â your voice was barely a whisper as your hand made its way to wrap itself around the base of his cock which was twitching like crazy, having its own pulse.Â
âpublic display of affection.. jerking me off is in that categoryâ he bit his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, being careful as to not let any sound out. the last thing he wanted was to get caught by his friends sitting across from the two of you in a restaurant. âyes fuck..â gojo grumbled under his breath feeling your hand pick up the pace.
your eyes were set on the menu in front of you, trying to force yourself to focus on anything other than the pretty sight underneath the table.
âclose.. so close..â gojo gripped the edge of his seat, cock twitching violently before shooting out his orgasm.  he discreetly handed a towel under the table for you, leaning in to kiss your temple. âyouâve gotten so brave, my love.âÂ
a soft smile appeared on your lips. "thank you babe." you returned the kiss, placing it on his flushed cheek.
the intimate moment was ruined by a gagging suguru. âhey who the fuck nutted on my shoe?!â
if not done already could u do megumi x fem reader and megumi fingers reader until she cries? and megumi lowk gets off on her crying.. (if ur ok w writing that) anyway i hope u like my request!
hope u have a good night / day ^_^
đ anon
"come on, just one more? you can do it." megumi begs you, his fingers are still buried in your soaked cunt. you have orgasmed twice already, completely overstimulated, but he's giving you puppy eyes.
"i'll be gentle. one more, yeah?"
you sigh and nod. he kisses your tummy softly and starts to work his fingers inside you again. its too sensitive, the way his fingers caress your sweet spot and the way he breathes on your clit as he watches his fingers from up close.
"so wet, pretty." he whispers against the top of your mound. his tongue meets your clit in one kitten lick before pulling away again. you twitch against him, whining at the feeling.
everything seems to be so overstimulating. you don't know how or when, but tears start to fall from your eyes. the pressure from his fingers feels so filling, so deliciously good, and you can't help but shed some tears.
megumi glances at you out of habit, but when he sees the tears, he nearly freezes. the only part of him that stays moving are his fingers. he stares at the tears, at the pleasure on your face. he was already hard to begin with, but seeing you in tears causes another wave of desire over him.
he watches your face, every twitch and every tear. his finger rub faster on your sweet spot, coaxing you into a sweet thick orgasm.
"that's it, pretty. cum for me. cry for me." he mumbles, watching you arch your back and let out a cry filled whine. he almost cums in his pants with you from the way your tears fall on the sheets under you.
he slides his fingers out of you and just stares. your chest is heaving, exhuastion visible, but you look beautiful.
"one more, i promise. i just need to see you cry again." he whispers on your cheek. the saltiness of your tears triggers something in his brain. he quickly sheds his pants, needing to be buried inside you while you cry for him again.
CONTENT WARNINGS : SMUTTY, pwp, mean, toxic! eren, dom! eren, sub!reader, light themes of petplay, usage of the petname 'puppy', degradation, usage of 'bitch', light praise, noncon/dubcon exhibitionism, slight cuckholding if you squint, technical watersports even though i swore i'd never write it (forcibly holding in pee, but no one gets pissed on i swear pls), heavy petting, spanking, slapping, choking, edging, unprotected sex, creampies, blowjobs, facefucking, facials, slight overstimulation, jerking off, and 3way phone sex (tiny bit of erejean if you squint and hold your phone a little far)
TRIGGER WARNINGS : eren is an asshole here but when is he not, he's controlling and manipulative and this is not a healthy depiction of relationships/petplay dynamics, there're themes of some dubcon and practices of nonconsensual exhibitionism, as well as blackmailing for sexual favors. if i missed something please let me know!
word count : 4k
pairing : eren x reader (slight jean x reader)
what's playing : in my mouth by black dresses
a/n : this was inspired by the beautiful anon in my inbox who wanted to see some mean eren! sorry that it devolved into whatever this is, i am running on fumes from lack of sleep and an 8 hour shift at the butthole factory (work) so i'm sorry if this is all over the place T_T , and i SWEAR i'm working on part 2 of you right, i've just been dealing w some minor writers block hiccups </3 anyhow i hope you enjoy, if so lmk in the comments!
(p.s. I SWEAR I DONT HAVE A PISS KINK GUYS!)
erenâs not a bad guy, you swearÂ
he loves you, truly madly and deeplyÂ
people just donât understand the way he loves you, but that's okay, it isnât for them to understandÂ
thereâs a level of trust and intimacy within relinquishing control over oneself into someone elseâs hands, and not many people are able to grasp that, but you and eren have a perfect understanding of it, and it works well for you bothÂ
some if not most would say heâs just downright mean to you, but you donât see it that way
eren isnât mean, heâs powerful, and you love giving your entire being to himÂ
however, it wasnât always this⊠intenseÂ
eren has typically always just leaned into a leadership type of role in nearly every situation presented to him, it was hard for him to not
he could command a room just by entering itÂ
that didnât cease once he entered a relationship with you. if anything, you happily let him become the main decision maker between the two of you
he seemed to know what was best for you anyway, so why not?Â
thatâs why you think itâs so funny to you when people think erenâs mean to you
because heâs the one taking care of you and making sure you remember to eat three times a day, not just a bunch of non-filling snacks throughout the dayÂ
it started off as him gently reminding you that maybe it was time to grab some lunch or some dinner with him, to him gradually snatching the bag of chips out of your hand and forcing you to sit on his kitchen island and in his field of vision while he made you a proper meal, shooting you a hard glare if he noticed your hand dare inch back towards your chips or some candy he keeps in his miscellaneous drawerÂ
and sometimes when youâre bad he makes you eat from the pale pink porcelain dish near the dining table, but thatâs just a consequence of your own actions, that isnât eren being mean, heâs just holding you accountable!Â
heâll sit at the table and watch you eat, making sure you lick that bowl clean enough to where he can see his goddamn reflectionÂ
at first it felt humiliating to be told to eat out of a fucking dog bowl off the ground, but you could be so disobedient, you had to be kept in line somehow!Â
but honestly? the view of eren you had when padding to him on all fours after you were done eating made it so worth it every time
his big strong arms would be folded over his chest while he peered down at you, the soft shadows from the hazy lighting in his kitchen draping over his nose and handsome features while the jade color in his eyes nearly made you forget the dull throb of pain in your knees from crawling over to himÂ
heâd grace you with a lazy side smile, cocking his head at you expectantlyÂ
âforgetting something, baby?âÂ
and of course you did, like a silly puppyÂ
youâd circle back and return with the bowl held between your teeth, setting it down to eagerly show him it was emptyÂ
heâd rub behind your ear and coo at you in a way that some would cringe at with a sense of being patronizedÂ
but you? oh you loved it. of course you did, because all you saw was your boyfriend being proud of you, and who wouldnât love that?Â
then he'd have you follow him into the bathroom, and heâd have you watch as he wipes your face up, dabbing away the mess across your lips and chin, tskâing you quietly
âyouâre such a messy little mutt.â heâd utter beside your ear, but you knew it was said with love, because after heâd toss the wipes away, heâd grab your cheeks, squeezing them until your lips smushed together before leaning down to kiss you hardÂ
he knows youâd never be happy with anyone else but him, that the dynamic you two share is something you needÂ
you need to have this kind of law and order in your life, and eren is just the kind of man to give it to you
he still remembers the day he realized that he had the power to tell you to do just about anything and that you'd listen.
it made him burn up with unadulterated excitement and made his cock twitch with anticipation at all the ways he was going to wrangle you into true obedienceÂ
you two were cuddled up on the couch with friends, all watching the conjuring togetherÂ
it was dark in the living room, the only source of light being the glow from the tvÂ
erenâs back was leaned into the couch while yours was to his front, his arms wrapped securely around your waistÂ
you jumped for the millionth time that night from a jumpscare, flushing embarrassedly as the majority of your friends laughed at how easily you got scared
âfuck you guys, that was scary! i nearly pissed myself,â you whined, shifting slightly to hide the side of your face in erenâs chest
the rumbling from his laughter vibrated against your cheek as he rubbed your back, hearing his faint murmurs of,âmy poor crybaby.â Â
âugh whatever,â you huffed playfully, straightening yourself out in erenâs armsÂ
after a few moments you sighed, having begrudgingly decided that you needed to get up. âiâm gonna go to the bathroom, iâll be right back,â you whispered in erenâs ear, gearing to push yourself off of the him and the couch
but his arms tightened around you, not bothering to tear his eyes away from the screen
âhold it.â he said simply, keeping you in his armsÂ
you laughed quietly and confusedly, trying to pry his arms off of you without drawing attention to yourselvesÂ
âeren stop iâm serious, let go, i actually do need to pee,âÂ
âand iâm serious. i said, hold. it.â he repeated, slowly turning his head towards you, his gaze following last as he allowed his words to settle a bit more firmly the second time aroundÂ
your eyes went a little wide with mild shock at his response, unsure of what to say, still wondering if he was fucking with you or notÂ
âwh-what? why?â you whispered, and he tightened his grip around your waist, a half smile breaking across his face at your shaky whimper, knowing he was testing your bladderÂ
âyouâre keeping me warm and iâm not ready for you to leave yet. so hold it. iâll tell you when you can go, okay baby? just watch the movie for now.â he held your chin, guiding your gaze back to the tvÂ
you just nodded meekly, giving in to him a lot more easily than he expected, and he fucking loved it, fucking loved how you just gave in with little to no resistance. he knew he could have some fun with itÂ
he ran his hands up and down your thighs languidly, knowing he was erupting an outbreak of goosebumps across your skinÂ
he ran his palm over your inner thighs, feeling from behind your back your intake of a quiet but sharp breathÂ
his fingertips found your cunt, slowly rubbing you over your pajama bottoms, the thick blanket laying across your bodies shielding his actions from your friendsÂ
âyou better not piss in my fucking lap. you hear me?â he muttered in your ear, circling over your clit through the seam in your bottomsÂ
you swallowed hard, nodding as your hands curled around the cushion of the couch while he tortured you with his fingers, trying your very best to not accidentally make a mess and embarrass yourself in front of all your friends. you wouldnât even know how to explain yourself if that happened!
he dragged his fingers over your aching pussy over and over, and it felt so fucking good
you hated it, you felt disgusting if anything, but youâd learn soon that there was pleasure to be found within the grotesque
you didnât want to admit it but holding in your pee felt really good, and paired with the way eren was rubbing you, it was sort of like an uncanny valley version of heavenÂ
it felt so good but in a weird, and almost familiar way, different but the same, all while shamefully welcomed by youÂ
the pressure from holding it in weighed hard on your g-spot and eren made it so much worse for you by adding more frictionÂ
he gripped your hip and pulled you closer into him, forcing you to stop squirming and stay still while he pressed his hard cock against your lower backÂ
âcan feel you soaking through your pajamas, it better not be what i think it is.â he murmured in your ear, pressing harder against your clit
your whimper was drowned out by the movie and unnoticed by everyone else but eren as you shook your headÂ
âi-i didnât i swear,â you promised, and he laughed, slipping his hand beneath the waistband of your panties and pajamas
âyeah? lemme check.â he dragged the pads of his fingers over your cunt, his cock twitching upon feeling how fucking drenched you were
âyouâre so gross baby, who gets wet just from holding in their piss?â he snickered softly in your ear, circling your hole with his middle finger
you gasped sharply, trying your best to not leak out on his fingers
your eyes watered as the pleasure started to twinge into something slightly painful, but even that felt good, and you couldnât understand whyÂ
âpl-please, âren, i-i really need to go,â you pleaded under your breath, nearly trembling in his lapÂ
finally, when you thought he never would, he took pity on you and pulled his hand out of your pants and patted your ass, silently motioning for you to goÂ
âhope you make it to the bathroom, baby.â he teased in your ear before you ripped the blanket off and scurried awayÂ
from then on he played with what he could get away with, and spoiler alert, there was a lot Â
for example, most girls would probably deck their boyfriends if he dared to try and spank them in the middle of an argument as if they were a child, but not youÂ
no, you lay across his lap and take each swat like a champ, sobbing quietly to yourself as he bruises the shape of his hand into your fleshÂ
he brands his handprint into your ass, cruel and unforgiving as he starts all over again the second you miscount how many times heâs spanked youÂ
then heâll mount you, heâll bend you over the foot of the bed and shove your panties just under your knees and fuck you hard, his hips set to a punishing pace while you do nothing but take itÂ
he wonât go slow but he wonât go too fast either, heâll pull a little more than halfway out and slam in, big hands groping at your ass, pulling you apart to watch himself disappear inside you while he spits into your asshole, rubbing it in with his thumbÂ
he wants you to feel him deep inside you, wants you to know he owns you â like, truly and genuinely owns you
it knocks the wind out of you when he fucks you like this, especially when he leans down to wrap his hand around your throat, one tight squeeze away from cutting off your air supply as he stuffs you to the hilt with his cockÂ
he loves to mutter terrible things in your ear too when he fucks you, and loves to feel you pulse around him when you try and act like heâs being too mean
whoâre you kidding, he knows you love it. he knows you better than you know yourselfÂ
âtell me youâre my girl,â heâll start off, breathless and panting in your ear, hunched over your back while his cock drills youÂ
âmâyour girl eren, mâyours!â you cry out, lips smushed from the way heâs squeezing your face
and then his hand will slip to your throat, gripping it firmly as he rests his forehead over the side of your head, starting to pound his cock so deep and so hard you try to squirm from it, but he doesnât let you, he pins you with his free hand, pushing you right back to the mattress, sliding in all the way and going still, forcing you to feel him lodged inside youÂ
ânow tell me youâre my bitch.â he grits in your ear, tightening his hand threateningly, rolling his hips far into you, nudging your cervix with his fat tip
âi-iâm your bitch âren,â you wheeze slightly, your eyes rolling back from how deliciously delirious you areÂ
when heâs satisfied he releases your throat and grabs you, wasting no time to manhandle you onto your back
heâll hold himself by his soaked shaft, tapping your aching clit with his tip before pushing back in, groaning at how good your pussy feels while he continues fucking youÂ
he palms at your breasts, smacking them and watching while seemingly hypnotized at how they bounce from his thrusts
heâll pinch your nipples and snicker when you wince, whining as your shoulders curl inwards at the dull pain
heâll do the same thing with your clit, lightly pinching it without hurting you, just teasing you by withholding the type touch you crave, knowing heâs holding you back from cumming by not rubbing you the way he knows you needÂ
heâll make you beg him to let you cum, he loves watching you paw at him like a little fucking cock hungry pup, bucking your hips pathetically over him, back nearly arching off the bed as you plead with him to just rub your clitÂ
heâll raise his hand and slap you across your cheek, holding back most of his strength, giving you just enough to not be in much pain, but still letting you know heâs firm and serious, that he could do it again, and harder if you made himÂ
but you love it, he can feel your pussy grip his cock when he hits you, how your eyes dilate with an aroused adoration upon impact, nearly curling into his palm like a fucking touch starved puppyÂ
and when he lets you cum, itâs one of the most beautiful sights heâs ever seen
he loves watching how an orgasm he gave you sends you into such a deeply primal state, how youâre reduced to writhing below him, sobbing and babbling incoherencies, and it is all from his cock and his fingers pressed to your clitÂ
heâll use your limp body like a toy, gripping your hips and pulling you towards the edge of the bed until only your shoulders are touching the mattress, fucking into your overly sensitive cunt until he cums
heâs such a sight to behold when heâs like that, and you canât help but soak in how beautiful he is above youÂ
heâll have a few strands of his hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, his pretty face will be screwed in pure pleasure while he groans and pants out your name and other vulgarities that make your abused pussy throb around himÂ
âfuâuck, youâre gripping the shit out of me,â heâll pant out with a breathless laugh, throwing his head back while he uses you to reach his orgasmÂ
âmy little whore, mmh fuck, such a good pussy,âÂ
and when he cums, he pushes all the way inside you, groaning loudly as he spills deep in your cuntÂ
heâll take his time pulling out, wincing at the loss of your wet and tight warmthÂ
heâll make you keep your legs open to watch his cum start to trickle out of you, a deep sense of pride overtaking him every timeÂ
âdonât you dare let it spill out.âÂ
and before your brain can process it, youâll cup yourself and let the cum pool over your curled fingers
ârub it over your cunt. wanna see you all fuckinâ messy.âÂ
you obey, as always, ignoring how painfully sensitive you are as you rub his cum all over your pussy, trying to not twitch when you graze your clitÂ
heâll of course take a few photos, how could he not? something as fucking gorgeous as that deserves to be immortalizedÂ
he cleans you up afterwards of course, because like you said, heâs not mean!Â
something else he loves to have you do is suck his cock while heâs on the phone or working from home
heâll be laying in bed, one hand behind his head while the other holds the phone to his ear, or in his office, typing on his laptop, and youâll be there, rushing to him the second he snaps and points at the floor beside himÂ
youâll do as youâre expected to and fish out his cock, eagerly bringing it to your mouth
he really likes doing it when heâs on the phone with jean
he knows his friend has a little crush on you, and thereâs just something about watching you take his fat cock down your throat while he talks casually to his friend, knowing that jean would fucking kill to be in his place
sometimes heâll mute himself and lay his phone on his chest and just put jean on speaker, throwing his head back while he holds you by the nape of your neck, thrusting into your mouthÂ
âgood fucking bitch, god look at you,â heâll breathe out, lulling his chin forward to watch his cock inch past your lips, addicted to the sight of you taking him down your throatÂ
and you live to please him, so all you can do is squeeze your eyes shut and balance your hands over his hips while you take him deeperÂ
best part is, jean has no idea
or, so eren thought, at least up until the last time he did itÂ
âyou really talk to her like that?â jean scoffed, and you both went still, eyes wide and hearts sunken all the way to your asses
eren slowly picked up his phone, swallowing hard when he saw he pressed the keypad instead of the mute buttonÂ
âsh-shit dude it isnât whatââÂ
âi swear if youâre about to tell me it isnât what i think it is, i will actually beat the shit out of you.âÂ
âiâm sorry jean,â you apologized softly, feeling ashamed and embarrassed as you rose upwards, crawling into erenâs arms as he held you, rubbing your back while you rested on his chestÂ
âdonât apologize sweetheart, you didnât do anything wrong,â he said gently to you, and erenâs brows furrowed, immediately sensing something shifting in the air
âeren should be apologizing, heâs so mean to you, even when youâre being so sweet and sucking him off while he talks to his best friend.âÂ
eren clenched his jaw, tightening his arm around youÂ
before he could say anything, you beat him to the punch
âh-heâs not mean to me!â you defended, and a small humorous but endeared smile spread over erenâs lips, leaning down to kiss your hairline
but jean laughed, and eren could just see that asshole on the other side, shaking his head at your wordsÂ
âoh no? he calls you a bitch while heâs fucking your throat sweetheart, sounds kinda mean to me. or, sorry, should i call you puppy instead ââÂ
eren sat up, fuming as he gripped his phone hardÂ
âalright jean thatâs enough, what the fuck do you want, huh?â he gritted, glaring at nothing, probably envisioning jeanâs face as he stared daggers at the empty space on your bedroom floor
âfacetime me.â jean responded simply and you gaped at eren, flickering your eyes from his to his phone
âare you out of your fucking mindââÂ
âfine, donât. iâll just tell everyone you like to call your friends and make your poor little girlfriend suck your dick while you do it.âÂ
âheâŠhe doesnât make me,â you weakly added, and eren shot you a look, silently telling you to just be quietÂ
âright, my mistake.â jean laughed wryly
eren was silent for a moment, before huffing and facetiming him
âokay. now what, asshole?â eren asked irritatedly as soon as jean came into view
you hid away from the camera, still reeling from the reality of the situation
âwhereâd our little puppy go?âÂ
erenâs jaw clenched, unaware of how jeanâs question made your chest flutterÂ
âsheâs next to me. why?âÂ
âyâknow eren, youâre not slick like you think you are. i can see you touching her under the blanket when we come over, i can see the way she hides her face in your neck and pretends to fall asleep while youâve got your hand between her legs, but you know what i canât see?âÂ
âwhat.â eren gritted, glaring hard at jean through the phone
âi can never quite see whatâs happening for sure under that blanket that you never seem to let her crawl out from whenever weâre at your place.â he sighed, trying to dull the smug grin curling in the corners of his lips
âwhatâre you trying to say jean, you wanna watch my girlfriend suck my dick?â he uttered, and you watched jean shrug casuallyÂ
âor i could come over and have her suck mine. whichever you prefer. or whichever she prefers. hell, maybe sheâd like that, what do you think, sweetheart?â jean called out for you, and you couldnât lie, the way he spoke about you and to you made you throb
but so did erenâs furious gaze
âfuck you jean, you fucking assholeââÂ
âhey, iâm not the guy who gets off on getting my dick sucked while i call my friends.âÂ
âbut youâll get off watching it?â eren cocked his head, a sardonic half smile on his lips
jean just gave him a shit eating grin and shrugged once moreÂ
and that was how you found yourself back on erenâs cock, bobbing your head while jean watched
eren angled his phone to provide jean the view he wanted, hating how the sound of one of his best friends jerking off to his girlfriend didnât turn him off. it just made him twitch in your mouth
âshe takes you so fucking well eren, yâthink sheâd take me like that?â he groaned shakily, pumping his heavy cock
you opened your eyes, gazing at the way jean jerked off to you, your body thrumming with an electrifying heat at the sight, your poor pussy aching at the thought of having both men at the same time
eren was panting as he struggled to keep the phone upright, watching you as he thrusted into your mouth, exhaling humorously when you gagged
âyeah. sheâll take you down her throat if i tell her to.âÂ
âyou got such a good girl wrapped âround your finger, what the fuck did you ever do to deserve somethinâ like that?â jean breathed out, running his thumb over his leaking tip when you poked erenâs cockhead into your cheekÂ
you snuck your hand between your thighs and rubbed your clit, feeling unbearably horny with your boyfriendâs cock in your mouth and with his best friend jerking off in front of you
eren tapped your cheek roughly, raising a brow at youÂ
âdid i say you could touch yourself?âÂ
you shook your head shyly, withdrawing your hand and bringing it back to erenâs hip while you dragged your tongue over himÂ
âlet her touch her little pussy eren, donât be such a fucking dick.â jean gritted, squeezing the base of his cock, wanting to see you rub your clit while looking at himÂ
âshut the fuck up jean,â eren groaned, before sighing and nodding at you, wordlessly giving you permission to continueÂ
you moaned with relief when you brought your fingers back to your clit, rubbing as you let eren fuck your mouth, your eyes glued to jeanâs
âfuck, does that feel good, sweetheart?â you nodded around erenâs cock, your moans vibrating through himÂ
âso pretty, know youâd look prettier with my cock down your throat instead, âknow you would,â he shuddered, his head falling back while he rolled his hips into his fist
eren didnât snap back at him, he just groaned, sending a hard thrust into your mouth, hating the way that the image of jean fucking your face made his cock throb on your tongueÂ
âyeah? want both of our cocks, baby? think you can handle both?â eren panted, and you whimpered, bucking your hips into your handÂ
âoh she likes the thought of that,â jean breathed out, a smile gracing his face as his brows drew togetherÂ
âshit,â eren groaned, almost dropping his phone as he felt himself nearing his orgasmÂ
âgot a little somethinâ for ya jeanboy,â he grunted, slipping his cock out from your lipsÂ
he jerked himself off, grunting gutturally before he came, spurting thick ropes across your faceÂ
jean swallowed hard, his cock twitching in his fist, tugging desperately before he followed shortly after, his eyes scanning over your cum stained face, pretending it was his own instead of his best friendâsÂ
âgod, youâre so fuckinâ pretty, sweetheart,â he breathed out, cumming all over his fist, watching you peer at him with anticipation,
he could just tell that you were just egging him on, with your pretty bashful smile as you gazed at him, your tongue darting out to lap up some of erenâs cum from the corner of your lips
âgot what you wanted?â eren breathed out, swiping some of cum with his thumb and bringing it to your lips
with one facetime screenshot, jean nodded, grinning smugly
Reiner Braun loves hitting it from the back so he can see your curls bounce
Fingernails digging into your hips, Reiner slammed back into you from behind, watching your ass bounce against his hipsâ and, more importantly, your curls bounce against your upper back.
Reiner absolutely adored your curls. Whenever you would cuddle, he would twist your curls around his fingers, watching them spring back to normal once he let go.
Despite your protests and complaints about how he would cause frizz, Reiner didnât stop. Your hair mesmerized him.
But above all, his favorite thing is getting to watch your curls bounce and splay around your shoulders whenever he fucks you from behind. In fact, itâs grown to be his favorite position purely because of your hair.
âReinerrrâŠâ you groaned, arms sore and tired from holding your lower half up in the air for him for so long.
He kept his brutal pace, fat tip hitting deep inside you with every thrust. Reiner had to hold himself back from reaching out to play with your curls mid-act. Watching them just wasnât enough.
âSo beautiful,â he whispered, breathing growing ragged and thrust becoming slower, âso fucking beautiful.â
Reiner slid one hand down to your pussy, rubbing your clit in gentle circles to make up for his slowed pace. He would drag his cock back out slow, and then slam back into without warning just to watch your hair bounce.
âO-oh god, Rei- nghhh Iâm gonna cum!â Whimpers becoming pathetically loud, the coil in your tummy snapped, sending your orgasm crashing over you.
Reiner hissed, pulling out, giving his dick a few strokes before shooting a hot load of cum onto your lower back.
âI hope that didnât get in my hair,â you mumbled, relaxing from your bent position, asleep arms finally coming back to life.
âI would never. Donât you trust me not to mess with those perfect curls?â Reiner wiped your back off with a tissue off the nightstand, tossing it. He pulled you to his side, strong arms holding you close.
âI guess,â you murmured, voice muffled from your face in his chest. Reiner chuckled, already starting to play with your curls again, not stopping until you both fell asleep.
Finally wrote something specifically applicable to myself⊠I definitely enjoyed it.
