♠️Bleeding Spades♠️

(18+ Stay out bbs) ~I am 23 Aria she/her~ 💚Requests are open.💚

[bleedingspades]

Moon Spell

Dabi x afab reader (unedited)

Much longer then expected so expect a part 2! Warning: mentions of murder, swearing, and spoilers regarding Dabi’s origin

If there is one thing Touya yearns for, it’s being seen truly seen. He never found that in his father despite becoming one of the most wanted criminals and telling the world who he is. He was still invisible.

Then there was you. You’d just closed up your coffee shop for the night in your small little village. You’d heard a little bit about the big fight between heroes and villains but you don’t pay mind to the news. You specifically choose a simple slide phone to avoid social media.

You like the peace of your simple yet humble life. Holding the paper bag of left over baked goods that didn’t get sold, you’ll have some for a snack tonight and breakfast tomorrow. Your home is a bit of a walk away from the village. You enjoy the night sky to yourself.

That is until you see a tousle of white hair atop a scarred body doing something near the ditch up ahead. Huh? Nobody else lives out here but you. Not since that weird religious group mysteriously disappeared. Their home has been vacant. Maybe someone finally moved in, since your moving past that area you assume the stranger is from that way.

He seems to be looking for something. You swear stranger danger means nothing to you as you approach moving your hand into your pocket to pull out your mini flashlight.

However the stranger is swift to pin you (hard) down to the dirt road and hold your hand with the flashlight above your head. Pinning the rest of you down, yet you’re not scared. You laugh shyly as your lewd mind drifts to places as you notice how handsome he actually is.

He’s got a lot of burns but they entice you. You’ve never trusted someone who has no scars or marks. Perfect people you stay wary of.

“I’m sorry for startling you, but I couldn’t help but notice you were looking for something…so I brought you my flashlight. In hindsight I should’ve said something.” You mutter, embarrassed at yourself. He gazes at you with a dull yet suspicious gaze.

He smells burned but it reminds you of burned popcorn which you love soo.

“You’re stupid. What if I kill you right now.” He says. His voice low and slightly scratchy. He seems worn out a bit and definitely healing from some recent burns. Does his quirk hurt him? You wonder to yourself before thinking of your answer. You look up, thinking with a hum.

“Well then I guess I die, at least it’d be because i was doing something nice and slightly foolish and my killer would be attractive. I mean I couldn’t imagine being killed by someone who’s gross and slimy or something.” You say. Still unafraid, not one ounce of fear.

He makes a confused look and scoffs. His gaze turns to the side. You follow, your eyes land where his are. Your baked goods. Thank goodness you put them in sealed containers or they’d definitely be ruined. You hear a stomach growl.

“If you’re hungry you can have some, though it’d be hard to eat holding me down like this.” You say, pain starting to course from your wrist and the places that took the most impact from when you fell. His grip gets tighter and very hot, but not so much it burns you.

“Idiot girl, I should burn you up, so I can enjoy something tonight. Your screams of agony would be pretty exciting.”

“Are you trying to scare me or something?” You ask, fully serious. His evil smirk he had falls and is replaced with a incredulous expression. With your free hand you lift it to gently touch his face, his skin grows hot immediately as a defense but you use your quirk. An opalescent glow spreads over his skin and you can hear things healing slightly. Unfortunately though your power is based off of moonlight and since there’s none tonight to supply you with energy you feel yourself be drawn to sleep.

“I hope this helps, uhm place me in the ditch to sleep *yawn* I should be fine there…my *yawn* what was I saying? Oh and…help..yourself to the …treats.” And you’re out like a light.

Dabi stares at your peaceful sleeping figure on the ground. Your soft pink hair pooling around your head and shoulders. His recent burns have fully healed. The areas tingle with a cooling sensation. What were you going to say. Whatever who cares.

You were really not afraid of him at all? How could you not know who he is. If you do, then are you a fan of the league? No since you mentioned you’d be fine dying doing a decent thing. And you fucking think he’s handsome? You’re definitely fucked in the head.

Walking over to the bag he grabs one of the containers and opens it. A small little cheese cake with strawberries somehow still perfectly atop the mini cheese cake. He eats it whole and looks back to you. He begins to walk away.

However, if you healed him you could probably heal Tomura. Grunting in annoyance he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. You don’t budge an inch. That must have really exhausted you. Taking your flashlight he finds his phone that he dropped earlier and glances at the treats.

Arriving at the hideout Dabi through a you on the sofa. Putting the bag of baked goods on the table he opens another box the biggest of all. He freezes for a moment, it’s a cake. It reads “happy birthday to me :(“. Despite the cake being a bit disfigured now probably from being thrown to the ground. It’s your birthday today? He looks over to you. He takes note of the deep set bags under your eyes. There’s an aura around you. You’re lonely, the deepest kind of loneliness. The kind Dabi has undergone his whole existence.

He debates killing you because he’s terrified of this feeling bubbling deep within his hate filled rotted heart. The way you stared at him earlier. Like you would gaze at a beautiful flower. You weren’t seeing Dabi, you were seeing Touya, the real Touya. That’s dangerous. You should watch yourself, if you look at him like that again he’ll burn you to a crisp.

You stir a little, you have a massive headache and your wrist stings, why!? You panic slightly but remember what happened. With your eyes still closed you notice immediately you’re not at home and you’re not outside.

Which means the stranger kidnapped your or someone else did however the ladder is unlikely considering it’s an unpopulated area. You feel leather beneath you so you assume you’re on a couch. A torn up one. But it smells like burned popcorn. So he did take you somewhere.

No doubt the abandoned mansion. You don’t hear anything around you so you peak open an eye. The cost is clear. Thankfully the curtains are closed cause the sunlight would not be welcome with your head blasting the way it is.

You sit up, there’s really nobody in here. You should probably try to escape but you honestly don’t want to. Aside from your daily costumers who’re all elderly folks and the married couples who mostly talk to each other you’re always..alone. So despite the rational decision you should make. You go to the door to find him.

Walking around the building it looks suspicious. Like some fight happened here or something. You’re hoping he’s ok. Despite the battle marks looking kinda old now. Thinking of him excites you immensely. If you were dumber then you are now you’d say it’s something like love at first sight. His hair reminds you of the moon, and you love the moon.

His eyes are like the day sky but they shine much brighter and more blue. You feel your cheeks heat up at the thought of him. Oh no if you don’t stop they’ll come out! You reach a hand to the top of your head and one to your lower spine. Ok your good nothing is there.

However you’re still low on moon energy so you’re getting pretty tired of walking around. Scrunching up your nose in frustration you decided on a different way to find him.

“HELLO! STRANGER WHO MAN HANDLED ME WHERE ARE YOU?” You yell to the top of your lungs. And maybe it’s the fact this place reminds you of a haunted mansion but when you see something green flash way down the hall (with no windows) a chill runs down your spine and you run back to the room.

You’re grandma used to tell you the worst ghosts are green. Really random but yeah. You’re not really scared of ghost but you don’t want to be possessed. You go to the window and open it. Maybe some light will actually be better. Unfortunately you forgot that your head is pounding and it’s seers your brain in half.

You close the curtains quickly and groan in pain. Rubbing around your head you notice a bump. Most likely from when you were pinned to the ground. Speaking of that how long were you asleep? If he’s not going to show up you’ll definitely leave. You have to open your cafe up eventually.

Sighing, you sit on the couch and investigate your other aching places. He burned your wrist slightly. Even if you had moonlight power you can’t heal yourself with that ability you call moon river, but your body does heal faster then normal people. You lay back down and before you have any say you fall back asleep.

“Oi!” Something aggressively shakes you.

“Wake up dumb ass.” You open your eyes and see Casper the friendly ghost well actually not Casper and definitely not friendly. You look past him and see moonlight peaking through the curtains. You shove past him and throw the curtains open.

Your body immediately starts to absorb it and you feel amazing in seconds. “Oh my gosh, just what I need to get rid of this headache.” You close your eyes completely forgetting about me white hair behind you. He is annoyed by how you’re blatantly ignoring him and still are unafraid of him.

But APPARENTLY not SPINNER! Who said he saw you earlier look at him and run away back to this room with a terrified expression. He was only a little offended. But he also said you haven’t made any attempts to leave, and how you yelled out loudly looking for him.

“How are you feeling? Did your burns heal?” You ask whilst you bask in the moonlight eyes still closed. Your pink hair is literally glowing and so is your skin. He’s taken aback. Were you worried for him. There’s something wrong with you.

“Why did you do that?” He asks you rudely

“Because, you were in pain. Why wouldn’t i?”

“Because I’m a stranger and possibly a killer for all you know.”

“That’s not a reason to not help someone. And you know nothing about me so don’t assume anything and I didn’t assume anything about your life.” You say back. Hmph he thinks your so smug aren’t you? You open your eyes and turn to look at him.

Such a peaceful expression full of wonder and wait, he sees it. Loneliness. Deep set in you.

“Are your burns, and your scars from..your quirk?” You ask your expression not changing a bit. He debates if he should kill you or knock you out. He is starting to regret bringing you here. Rolling his eyes he turn away from you.

“I’ll take that as a yes. Uhm, my name is y/n by the way.” You tell him your name a bit shyly. Dabi closes his eyes and exhales slowly. You must truly not know who he is. Otherwise there’s no way you’d not be afraid of him.

Turning to face you his bright blue eyes bore into yours. Your breath catches in your throat.

“Dabi.” A part of him almost said Touya but it stayed lodged in there.

“Hmm.” You hum whilst standing up and walking over to him. You hold out your hand.

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance sir Dabi!” You say, your cheeks tinting a shade of pink. He looks away with just his eyes and mumbles a yeah whatever at you.

Looking down at your hands fumble with each other you sit down on the couch softly.

“So, is there a reason you brought me to your home? Are you…really going to kill me?” You say in a tiny voice. He looks at you, your head drooping down although your tone of voice was unreadable. Plopping himself next to you Dabi yawns big and loud.

“No, your quirk is useful and my uh…buddy needs some help. Unfortunately I’ll have to introduce you a bit slowly to everyone or else someone will actually probably kill you.”

“So, are you going to go to my house and get some of my stuff or can I go home and visit you when you’re ready for doing my first introductions.?” You say like it’s some sort of job interview. Why are you being so pliable?

Since you definitely don’t seem like you feel the need to escape should he let you go home? You don’t treat yourself like you’re a prisoner here. If he’s being honest maybe just maybe a teeny tiny part of him didn’t want to just leave you on the side of the road.

With such a useful quirk it would’ve been a shame if something would’ve happened to you. Now that Dabi has found such a sweet little gem tucked away in that little village nearby.

“What are your thoughts on heroes, y/n?”

“Uhm, if I answer this will you answer my previous question?”

“Sure.”

“Ok, hmmm let’s see. I always thought heroes are the ones who help because they desire to. Not out of obligation or for the rewards but simply because they needed to. I guess if I’m being honest I’ve never met any of the heroes wearing costumes. I’ve met the ones dressed like a normal person. The ones who would drop anything to help you back up if you trip.” You say and you’re not sure if this is your complete answer but it suffices for you at this moment.

“Hero number 1 endeavor what do you think about him. Tell me and I’ll answer yes to your question about goin home.” Dabi says leaning close to you. Underneath the burn smell you find something warm like vanilla. Very subtle.

“Who’s that?” You ask completely dumbfounded. “Wait!” You laugh out “they give ranks to the heroes!?” Standing up you look baffled. “No wonder I’ve heard scary stories about the heroes from the folks in this town who moved here to get away from heroes. They must have the BIGGEST EGOS I mean come ON.” You pace the room going on and on about it. Wow not what he was expecting. You’re really out of the hero society social loop.

“HOWEVER! Now that I think about it the ranks could help determine who’s power can handle the most detrimental situations this knowing to send said hero to the problem to have the best chance of success.” You stop pacing and put you hand on your chin as if it’s some world mystery you need to solve.

“Stop, let’s just go now.” Dabi gets up annoyed majorly.

“Wait where are we going?”

“Your house, how dumb are you?”

“Hey I’m only dumb when I have no context about a situation. Like this!? I can’t read your mind.” He mumbles a “whatever” and takes you to what looks to be like the front door.

“Wait here. Do. Not. Move.”

“Yes. Sir.” You mock putting your hand up to your head to salute him. He rolls his eyes and walks away. He really is debating not doing this but whatever.

He comes back holding a box. “I gave away and ate all your baked good except for this. I may be a jerk most of the time but here.” He hands you the box. You know instantly what’s inside. Your birthday cake.

“Oh..” you flush crimson. “Thanks” he just makes a hmph sound and exits the mansion. You follow behind him. A part of you is excited he’s bringing you home but even more excited because he saved your cake for you. You’ll definitely be giving him a slice. It’s your special recipe too. You don’t make this cake often.

As you walk side by side with Dabi the moon shines proudly for you. Enlightening your path home and giving you her energy. The atmosphere between you too is nothing short of magical. As if you have both been cast under a Moon Spell.

[actuallyvalerie]

You asked Toji to wear a cute bow~ Someone on instagram asked me to draw Toji with a bow. It's not what they meant but! I have to practice faces, expressions, angles and shit, so I decided to combine a little. Nothing special, arts of one day, pure practice in sketches. And yet I hate my brain. I told myself to have a rest from Toji's hair and then I went for FIVE MINI ARTS. Hewp. Anyways. I need to learn so so so many things and everytime it kicks me in, I feel overwhelmed. But I'll do my best to organise my work and stay focused. Hope you guys having a good day! ♥

[sttoru]

plsplsplspl soft intimate sex with satoru:(

 𝝑𝑒 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. gojo satoru x female reader. smut, pwp. unprotected. praise kink. spooning position. crēampie. cōckwarming. reader gets called ‘baby, pretty, sweetheart, princess’

“it’s okay, baby, i know,” satoru whispers words of comfort in your ear from behind. one of his arms is wrapped around your waist to keep your body close, the other circles your thigh, holding up your leg so his cock could slide in and out smoothly.

you’ve both just woken up from an afternoon nap, needy for each other’s touch. your lover’s raspy voice paired with his bedhead has been an irresistible combination.

satoru wasted no time in pulling your shorts down and freeing his erection from its confines. he went from rolling his hips against the fat of your ass and fondling your tits under your shirt, to burying his fat dick all the way up your cunt.

he’s so soft—so caring. his butterfly kisses make you drowsy again, the tingly sensations running from your face to your nape, and back down to your shoulders and upper arms. “let it out, yeah—good girl. don’t be shy,” satoru chuckles softly as he grinds his cock upwards, tip prodding at that sweet spot that makes your toes curl.

your eyes are half-lidded and blurry. you’re feeling so good and loved, so pleased and happy to have a partner like him. “right there, ‘toru,” you whimper quietly once you feel the head of his dick rub back and forth on the deepest parts of your velvety insides. satoru happily obliges, hugging your body even tighter to his chest before burying his face into the crook of your neck.

“here, baby?” the white-haired man asks, his hot breath sending a shiver down your spine as it ghosts over your skin. he keeps his dick balls deep inside you and switches to slow and shallow strokes, “y’re so pretty. you always know jus’ how to take it. so, so, so good.”

your hands are scrambling to hold onto the white sheets. you can’t physically take the amount of pleasure you’re getting, that inevitable peak gets closer and closer. your hips involuntarily jolt back against satoru, reciprocating his gentle thrusts. a big hand reaches out to yours that’s tugging at the covers, slender fingers intertwining with your own.

“m’sgood,” you mumble incoherently through a soft whimper. your back is positioned in a nasty arch that makes satoru’s dick tingle. he sighs against your nape before allowing his tongue to wet the skin, sucking on the same spot soon after. he does the same to your sensitive ears and neck—covering you with his love while also filling your body with the same.

satoru holds your hand tightly, squeezing it every now and then to reassure you. “i love you so much, y’know that, right?” he says in a gentle tone. he’s confessed his love to you so many times before, though he always makes it sound like it’s his first time doing so.

“i’m never letting you go, ever,” your partner promises before leaning over your shoulder to catch your lips in a kiss. satoru’s tongue sweeps over your bottom lip before rolling around in your warm mouth. his hips don’t stop, cock repeatedly appearing and disappearing inside of your pussy. the pace never escalates to make the moment last longer.

“mhmm— wanna b-be with you forever,” you mutter against his glossy lips, feeling safe and protected in satoru’s embrace like this. all you’re feeling, hearing and smelling is him. that’s what peace is for you. as long as you got him, you’re going to be just fine.

satoru smiles at your words. you feel so perfect around him, your cunt molded to fit his cock whenever he pleases, remembering its shape and allowing it to ruin your insides. “of course, sweets. i’ll treat you so well, ‘kay? you can count on me,” he comforts you with a forehead kiss.

“pretty girl. you’re perfect,” satoru continues to praise you like no other. his free hand runs over the small of your back and back to your thigh, keeping a gap between them so his cock can move a bit more freely. “let me hear your cute moans, c’mon. fuck, y’ turn me on so much,” he sighs, not knowing what he’d do without you.

satoru is obsessed with all of you. the combination of your personality and looks is heavenly. his lips never stop distracting you, his tender kisses covering your entire upper body. the lovey dovey atmosphere in the room never dulls even once.

“ah, ‘toruu, hnghh—can’t last f’ any longer,” you moan, your eyes nearly rolling back. your lover is all the evidence needed to let you know that sex doesn’t have to be rough to be good. he can make you cum for an infinite amount of times by simply grinding his hips against you—changing his techniques every now and then.

rolling his hips in small circles or simply pressing his cock all the way inside your cunt and then prodding at your sweet spots, is all what’s needed to make you feel like you’re on cloud nine.

“aww, my poor baby. can’t hold it in f’me?” satoru pouts before kissing your temples lovingly. he caresses your hip, other hand still not letting go of your hand. there’s such a deep connection between you two—no one can ever sever it. that strong bond feels more intimate when you’re merged into one like this.

“nooo, can’t,” you shake your head and whine about how close you are. satoru nods at your needy words and dips a hand down to rub your clit. his middle and ring finger move around the small bundle of nerves in circles. “khehe, that’s okay. let’s cum together,” he whispers as kisses find their way down your jawline.

you hum in agreement, little moans filling satoru’s ears as you get closer to your climax. your body trembles and heats up, your tummy tingles and tenses up. satoru’s in the same situation as you, his low moans turning into hisses and even quiet whines against the skin of your shoulder.

he holds you close, preparing both of you to reach your long awaited releases. “sh—shit, ‘m g’nna pull out, baby—give me a second,” you hear him whimper under his breath as his hand tightens its grip around yours. he’s nearly crushing your bones.

you don’t give him time to even think of pulling his cock out. you want to relive the sensation of having his seed spread inside of your cunt, overflowing until it’s dirtying the sheets. “no- ‘toru. inside, please,” you beg quietly as your pussy locks around his cock. your walls cling onto his dick, yearning to milk his heavy balls dry of every drop.

satoru gasps and hisses, trying to speak up, but getting overpowered by his own noises of desperation. “fuck, all right, princess. as you wish,” his voice is husky and deep as he pushes his cock in to the base before dumping his load inside you.

ropes of hot cum come out quickly, one after the other, filling you with a hot creamy liquid. you can feel every drop being drained inside your spasming cunt. your own cum mixes with his, creating a lewd mess between your thighs.

“th-thank you,” you whisper tiredly. your body relaxes in satoru’s embrace. you’re trembling due to the intense aftershocks and your lover wastes no time into kissing it better. your forehead is peppered with small pecks, the rest of your face following.

satoru giggles at your fucked out state. he gives you a head pat and nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. you can feel him grinning uncontrollably against your skin—the joy emitting from him is contagious.

“any time,” he sighs. you can feel his cock softening after that release, still nestled deep inside of you. he has no intention of pulling out, especially since it’s so comfortable. you let him cum inside you and thus he’ll do everything to keep that hot load buried deep inside your cunt.

you can nearly fall asleep like this with satoru. you have zero complains and simply need to relax after what just happened. perhaps take another nap or two.

the white-haired man kisses your shoulder and rubs your lower tummy, enjoying the softness, “i’m gonna prepare us a warm, relaxing bath in a second. let’s just cuddle some more, baby.”

[volensnolenss-deactivated202409]

when you sit on his lap and satoru puts his head on your shoulder, hugging your waist tightly and he whispers something to you ·˚ ༘ ᡣ𐭩

[arminsfavoritepookie]

Gojo wants to touch you. His hands are big and long, his knuckles smooth, his fingers barely calloused, and his palms slightly rough. You don’t notice it—the gleam of anguish in his eyes, the dark yearning in every slick word uttered from his lips. You don’t truly realize how close he’s been all this time. — His fingers skim your skin in a way a friend wouldn’t. He evades your personal space, breathes in your smell like a creature starved, straining at you as if he needs you to survive before playing it off with sly praise. You’ve passed all of it as normal.

Your relationship with Satoru Gojo is normal.

Right?

[nkogneatho]

sukuna is not an emotionless monster who just likes killing for absolutely no reason. people confuse his ruthlessness with lack of emotions which is so not true because sukuna has a complex set of emotions. what do you expect? he is 1000 years old. he admires those who go head to head with him(gojo). he has a heart to adore things. he recognizes effort that someone else puts in (urame). you can also find him getting caught off-guard when someone pulls out a card they've been hiding (yuuji and megumi). he also respects people to have the courage to face him (jogo). yeah, he comes off as someone who is extremely self-centered, but that is because he is superior. whether you like that fact or not, but he is very self-aware. he has those narcissistic tendencies because he is feared, loathed, as well as admired for the power he holds. it is not his delusions that feed his "i am superior" thoughts, but it's an achievement and reputation he holds among the jujutsu sorcerers and shamans. would you call that an emotionless useless monster who likes killing people for no reason whatsover or a monster awoken at war, fairly fighting using his power to claim a throne?

[fairy-angel222]

“ 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍’𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃? 𝐈’𝐌 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒, 𝑫𝑶𝑪𝑻𝑶𝑹 ” ft. prisoner! sukuna x psychologist! reader

— you’ve been assigned to the supposed most ‘dangerous’ prisoner, sukuna. but what happens when you two start to fall for each other instead?

✧ cw: smut, quick paced, semi public sex, risky sex, choking, kissing, pussy eating, blow jobs, breeding, creampie, fingering, orgasm denial, dirty talk, age gap

✧ wc: 4.7k

✧ a/n: i am not a doctor and i am especially not specialized in psychology. i have made up all of this. also don’t sleep with murderers unless it’s sukuna

Your heels clicked loudly on the stained prison tiles. The echo of your soft footsteps trailing along the narrow walls of the enclosed hallway.

Sukuna.

That was the prisoner you were assigned to. A man who had killed more people than you’d met in your entire life as a doctor, a psychologist at that. So you’d met a lot of people.

Two guards trailed closely behind you, glaring warningly at the inmates who smirked as you walked past the line of cells. A collection of whistles and cheers sounding at the mere sight of a woman as attractive as yourself.

How long had it been since they’d seen one after all.

“Hey Doc… you sure you wanna take this case.. i mean, i don’t doubt ya or anything but this one.. he’s bad. Dangerous.”

“Now what kind of doctor would i be if i feared a little danger. He’s still a patient.” You smiled, ignoring the way your hairs stood as you were led deeper into the institution. The part where they held those deemed a danger to society.

Those who had a no chance of even seeing sunlight again.

You were nervous, your heart thumping loudly in your chest when you scanned your surroundings. There weren’t any cells. There were only.. rooms. Fully enclosed rooms with a singular window for passing food.

Every part of your being begged for you to turn around and run. To not even interact with whoever sat on the other side of that door. And you froze when bright red eyes pierced into yours. The rest of his face casted behind a dark shadow as his head tilted back. Giving you sight to the small smirk creeping onto his features.

“Doc, i really think that-” It was the other guard who spoke up. Both of them holding nothing on their features but fear. It was clear that they never even bothered with Sukuna. The rumors had been enough to make every guard turn a blind eye.

“Hey, it’s fine. Okay? This is what i do.” It really was. The guard gave you a curt nod and a sigh when you clasped both his hands in your smaller one. Offering him a reassuring nod.

“If anything happens, us and about five others are stationed close. Good luck Doc.”

You gave him a small thanks, your head held high as the door was pulled open roughly. Revealing a pink haired man who sat on his bed against the walls, his eyebrow raising when you dared to step inside. Nodding to the guard to close the door.

You might as well have been a dead woman.

“You’re scared.” His deep voice rung out, keeping his eyes on you as you pulled out a small chair that was tucked away near the sink.

“And how do you know, Sukuna?” Your tone was steady, letting out a breath when the shakiness you felt wasn’t reflected in your voice.

Sukuna hummed, his smirk widening when you spoke to him like a normal being. To stuttering, no harshness. Just your sweet voice saying his name. “I can smell it, Doc.” He loved the way you tried to hide your squirm under his gaze.

“So, Sukuna. Tell me something about yourself.” You steered away from his accusation, holding eye contact even when he leaned forward. Taking you in from head to toe. You were hot, he liked that. You seemed to like being confident too. And God did you smell fucking delicious.

He wanted to eat you alive.

Break you.

Use you.

He really did. But you were so fascinating, and he’d only just met you. Who knew how entertaining you could be.

“I’ve killed people.” He was blunt, eyes almost begging you to keep asking these ridiculous questions. It was making his cock twitch.

“Well Sukuna, that is common knowledge, don’t ya think? I wanna know something else.. tell me a secret hmm?” You leaned forward with a smile, elbows rested on your knees as you looked to him for a response.

He reciprocated your actions, leaning forward until you felt his hot breath fan over your face. “A secret huh? Alright Doc..” he watched as your breathing sped up, using every strength in your body to not pull back. You were brave, he liked that. “I surprisingly don’t wanna kill you right now.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

“I said right now, didn’t say anything about later.” He pushed away from you, one of his knees up to his chest when he leaned back against the concrete wall behind him. “Let me ask you, Doctor. Are you stupid?”

Your head tilted at where this was going. You were supposed to be the one asking the questions. But a conversation was two sided, this would’ve made things easier. “I’d like to believe not. Why do you ask?”

“Because you really think that if i try to kill you, some measly guards would come to your rescue.” He scoffed.

“But you don’t want to kill me. That’s all that matters.”

Fair.

Sukuna watched as you took a quick peek down at his files. There was something that you missed, that much was evident. “Finally found it huh?”

“I haven’t found anything that i didn’t see before.” You objected, glancing to the door with your lip hanging loosely between your teeth.

“Don’t. Don’t do that.” He demanded lowly, watching with lidded eyes as you let your plump bottom lip, slick after running your tongue over it, fall back into place. Sukuna breathed deeply, finally looking away from you as he swallowed hard. Closing his eyes with his head rested behind him.

There was something about you that he wanted a taste of. It was driving him crazy..er, “I never did anything to these other doctors. They were just weak. Got scared way too fast.”

“And what did you do to scare them away?”

“Nothing.” He spat, “They came in here acting all high and mighty, talked to me like i was beneath them. So i simply didn’t bother to hide how much i wanted to strangle them. And somehow that makes me the bad guy right Doc?”

You shook your head, “No, you have a right to respect too. They should never have treated you as unequals.” Lying was all in the job description.

“Good try Doc. But you and i both know that’s a load of crap.” He finally peeled his eyes back open, and you couldn’t help your mind from wandering to how attractive he was in the dim light. He was extremely built, and had the facial structure that made you clench your thighs. “Now, we gonna finish our game of twenty one questions or not?”

He was actually being cooperative.

“Yes we are. How about i start?”

“I’ll start.” There was no room for objection in his tone. “What’s your name?”

You contemplated whether to tell him or not, eventually letting it out with ease. Though you missed the small smile tugging at his lips when he muttered a small “cute.”

“My turn, what was your childhood like?” You watched his face grow cold, a small glare being directed at anything in the room but you. “Next question.”

“Sukuna..”

“I said next question. How old are you?”

You sighed, “I’m twenty eight.” His eyes widened, that was extremely young for a doctor. “Is there one good memory you have from before you killed for the first time?”

“I had twin kittens. Do you have a boyfriend?”

You were taken aback by the question, mouth opening and closing a few times before you chuckled. “No. I do not have a boyfriend.”

“Good.”

You jumped when the door was yanked open, the guard eyeing Sukuna warily before nodded to you. “Your time’s up, Doc.”

“Oh, already? Could we get just a few more minutes?”

“You know how dangerous he is Doc.. we can’t risk it.”

“You heard the man. I’m dangerous, Doctor.”

You nibbled at your lips softly, and Sukuna fought a groan as you did exactly what he warned you not to. Standing up, you gave Sukuna a warm smile, the gesture making his stomach get all weird inside. “Goodbye until our next session Sukuna.”

He only hummed, the door being shut behind you as you were led away.

It was back to darkness.

There was more than enough light, sure. But it suddenly felt so empty without you there.

—

You couldn’t keep Sukuna off your mind when you arrived home. A part of you just really wanted to figure him out. The other actually liked his company.

You must’ve been so sick in the head. Splashing your face with cold water as you mentally scolded yourself. What was wrong with you? He was a criminal.

—

The next morning you walked the path that you had taken the previous day to get to Sukuna. This time without the guards following you.

There was only one who stood outside of the door to let you in with a small nod of acknowledgement.

Sukuna’s head perked up at the familiar clicking of those heels you wore. His signature smirk on his face as he stared you down. “Just couldn’t get enough huh Doc? Aren’t you forgetting that i’m dangerous?”

You took a seat, no file in had this time. “Good morning Sukuna, how are you?”

“If i said better now that you’re here, would that be cliché?”

You laughed, an actual laugh. A sweet one that made his heart flutter the tiniest bit while blood rushed to his groin.

“It’s very good to see you too. How about we get started yeah?” You paused as you collected your thoughts. “You seem to be heavily affected by people calling you.. dangerous. Why?”

“Everybody is dangerous. It just takes pushing at the right buttons to get it out of them. Half of the people here have done just as bad as i have yet i’m the only dangerous one. Makes so much sense right?.”

He shook his head. “Tell me Doctor, do you really think i just happened to get caught? That i couldn’t get out of this damn place if i wanted too? Hell, tell me you realize that i could drop a good twenty more bodies right here, right now.”

You shifted in your seat. “I think that you let yourself get caught because you’re tired. Because there’s a small sense of peace you get from being in here. And i think that you aren’t trying to leave because you don’t want to.”

“You almost had it Doc. See, i was well on my way out until you came. So i might stick around for just a little bit longer.”

Your heart fluttered, for you? Giving up on fighting the rational side of you as you continued to engage in conversation. Getting Sukuna to slowly open up to you more.

“Do you have any friends Sukuna?”

“I don’t consider people friends. They just exist alongside me.”

“If I asked you to be your friend, what would you say?” It was routine, but you really were curious.

“I’d say you came be whatever you want to be Doc.”

Another flutter.

“Have you ever been in love Sukuna?”

He was silent, jaw clenching as his gaze got harsh. “Next question.”

“What was she like?”

“I said next fucking question Doctor.”

“And i said, what was she like?” You leaned forward, pressing for him to answer the question.

“You’re stubborn aren’t you? I wonder what my hand would loom like around that pretty little neck.” He grinned, sharp teeth peeling from beneath his lips as he brought his face to yours. “She was a lot like you.”

“What happened to her?” You knew how touchy that question would’ve been.

“Nothing. The bitch left.”

Oh.

“I’m sorry.”

He stared at you in confusion, “I never said she died.”

“Yes. But that’s only physically. When she broke your heart she died to you. And that hurts just as bad.”

He was silent, studying your eyes. Trying to get a read on you. “What else do you want to know Doc?”

You were getting somewhere.

Sukuna found you smart. Thought that you knew a lot. Found it hot how good you were at cracking him. But it pissed him off that the one thing you didn’t seem to pick up was how much it hurt to watch you leave at the end of each session.

—

A week later had led to a Monday morning where you hadn’t gone to the prison. You had quite an agenda for the day that could cost you your job if you didn’t get it done.

That was something Sukuna was obviously clueless about. It was why he thought you’d just decided to up and go after he had just started liking to have you around. After he’d started opening up to you.

It was also why he was causing a fit. Yelling at guards to get you to him now. That he wanted to see you. Needed to see you. A line of men laying knocked out atop each other from being sent to ‘handle’ the crazed prisoner.

Would you really not come back? Would you really abandon him? It seemed like that was common with the people he cared even the slightest for.

Sukuna’s fist met the wall near his bed, knuckles bloodied as he cracked into the hard surface. Chest heaving up and down heavily when his hands reached to tug at strands of pink.

He blinked when he heard the clicking of heels on the tiles. Immediately scowling at the unfamiliarity of them. “Who the fuck is this?” He growled through the small window.

“This is Dr Smith, she’s-”

“I don’t fucking care who she is. Bring me my doctor. Now.”

—

Back at your flat, you dropped the piles of paper in front of you at the sound of your phone ringing.

It was a number you didn’t have saved.

“Hello, Doctor ___ speaking- yes? Oh my. I- i am so sorry. Yes, i will be there right away.”

What had you done?

You practically ran through the halls after parking outside the building. Finding many guards posted outside his door with guns in hand. Some of them spotting very black and blue eyes.

“You can all go now.” You panted, it was clear that you had been in a hurry. “Please.”

They all shared a look, finally walking away and allowing you to slowly open the door.

“Where were you?”

“I’m really sorry Sukuna. I was so busy today and-” you gasped when a hand reached out to wrap around your neck. Slamming you into the wall behind you with his face buried in your neck.

Sukuna inhaled your floral scent, groaning to himself as his grip on your delicate skin tightened. “So you just left me here today? Am i not as important as your other little patients? Is that it hmm?”

Deep down, you had hurt his feelings. And he couldn’t help the way he clung to you as your hand lifted to his cheek. Turning his face to look down at yours.

“N-no i promise you. You’re just as important as anyone else. I would have never missed our session if i didn’t have to.”

“Make it up to me.”

It was the perfect opportunity.

“W-what?”

“Strip for me Doctor.” He let go of your neck, letting you catch your breath while looking up at him timidly.

“Sukuna..”

“Why so shy now doctor? We both know you want to.”

You shook your head, shrinking under his gaze with a protesting whisper. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Sukuna. This is very unprofession— ahh.”

Sukuna brought his knee up between your thighs, pressing it into your clothed clit. His lips ghosted over your ear, hot breath fanning your skin as he breathed deeply. “You can always leave if you want to. I’m used to that after all.”

You shifted on your feet when your back arched. A small whine leaving your mouth when he pulled away from you and gestured to the door.

He smirked, “Blouse first.”

You bit your lip, unbuttoning your shirt until your bra was on display. The heavy swell of your breasts causing Sukuna’s mouth to water when he nodded to the bra.

With your eyes still on his you let your breasts spring out of their confinement. Two pert nipples pointing right at him as his dick rose. His hand palming himself under the pair of black pants with a shiver. “C’mere.”

You walked over to him on shaky legs. Sitting down on his lap with your head to the floor. “Uh uh,” His hand reached under the your chin to force your eyes back on his. “None of that Doc.”

You moaned when his tongue swirled around one of your nipples. Sucking your breast into his mouth while he palmed at the other. “These are even more perfect outside that tight fucking shit of yours.”

Sukuna watched as you shivered when he ran his finger down your belly. Cupping your clothed cunt with the jerk of his hips into your ass. “Fuck.. take that off.”

You hurriedly peeled off your pants, Sukuna’s pupils dilating at the sight of your lace panties. “Wore this just f’me hmm Doc? All this for Mr Dangerous.” He groaned out.

Sukuan didn’t give you a chance to respond before flipping you onto the hard mattress they called a bed. Lifting your heel clad feet onto his shoulders with his head hovering over your pussy. His tongue darting out to lick at the wet spot building from your arousal. “You’re real dirty f’ a doctor.” He teased, glancing behind him with a chuckle. “Imagine if you got caught.”

Your eyes shot up to the small window, taking note of the vacant corridor as per your request.

“God, you smell so fucking good. Wanna devour that pretty pussy.” He breathed, large hand ripping the flimsy fabric to expose your glistening folds. “Hmm, this wet all for me.”

You mewled when his long tongue licked a stripe up your slit. Swirling around your clit before sloppily dipping into your hole. His hums sending vibrations through your clit as he lapped at your dripping slick.

“Sukuna—” you mewled, back arching as you reached for his hair. Tugging softly with the curl of your toes when his tongue and fingers swapped places. The two joints fucking up roughly into your g spot as he sucked noisily at your clit. “F-fuckk, nngh— so good.” You cried out, tears welling in the corner of your eyes as your body filled with pleasure.

“Yeah? You like that Doc? Bet you wanna get that greedy cunt stuffed right after.” He grunted, your eyes rolling back in a string of muffled moans as your other hand shot up to your lips.

Your legs began to tremble, Sukuna’s smirk growing wider and wider until he stopped his movements. Watching as you blinked down at him with a sniffled whine.

“You left me. You know how much that fucking hurt? I thought i would never see you again.”

“I’m-”

“You’re sorry. Yeah, yeah.. i know.” He rolled his eyes, crawling over your body with a sigh. Using the pad of his thumb to wipe away a stray tear before pressing his lips to yours. Making you taste yourself on his tongue.

You fell deeper into the kiss, eyes closing in satisfaction as his lips moves hungrily on yours. Pulling away with a string of salvia connected you to him.

“Let’s reverse the roles yeah?” He whispered, standing up to sit in the chair that you usually sat in. “So, my adorable little patient.. put these tiny fingers to work on that clit of yours. I want you to make yourself cum.”

You whimpered, your fingers immediately meeting your sensitive clit with a shiver.

“You know what to do.” He encouraged. Your fingers beginning to rub small circles on the small bud before speeding up. Little gasps and moans falling past your lips as your stomach burned with heat.

Your eyes locking onto Sukuna’s red ones as his head tilted. Just like it had the first day you met him. “Ahh, K-kuna. Fuckk.” You cried, head falling back with your eyes still on his. The primal look in his eyes making your insides flutter as he did nothing but watch you. Not even freeing his painfully hard cock.

“Sukuna— c-can’t. Can’t hold it.” Your voice cracked, body shaking lightly as your orgasm washed over you.

“Yes you can.”

“Nngh, can’t Kuna. Need to let go.”

He stayed quiet for what felt like an eternity, your breathing getting heavy as you desperately waited on his permission.

He leaned his head back, eyes boring into your fingers working your wet cunt before nodding. “Go ahead.”

You came with a silent moan, body spasming uncontrollably as your pussy leaked onto his only pair of sheets.

“Dirty, dirty girl. Look at that mess.” You shied away feom his gaze. “And look at how hard you made me. Come fix it.”

You stood on wobbly feet, barely able to balance in your heels as you fell to your knees before him. Looking up at him through your lashes while pulling down his pants.

You blinked at the mere size of his bulge. He was huge. Tugging off his underwear to reveal his thick, veiny length. Pointing up to the sky with a fiery red tip. “Suck.”

You took him past your lips, barely able to take even half of him before he hit the back of your throat. Your fist stroking all the parts of him you couldn’t take.

Sukuna groaned, head flinging back with another strained one at how good your mouth felt. “S-shit doc. You really got a mouth on ya.” He gasped, eyes meeting yours as you attempted to take him down your throat. Your drool coating both your lips and his cock as you lewdly sucked him off.

He took your head into his hold, letting you do your own thing as he grunted with each jerk of his hips. Defined abs tensing when he grew closer to his release.

“Fuck Doc, gon’ shoot my cum down that tight throat of yours.” He breathed. Holding you down onto him as you gagged and sputtered lightly, Sukuna’s cock twitching before you felt the warm liquid run down your throat.

“Wish i could fuck that pussy so bad.” He let go of your head, wiping a drop of his cum from your chin before pushing his finger past your lips. Watching as you sighed in content while sucking every last drop. “It’s too bad that in about one minute those guards are gonna come get you Doc. Our session is over.”

You had no time to question how he knew. Scurrying to redress with widened eyes.

Sukuna may not have had a clock. Nor was he able to distinctly see the sun rise and set. But he’d learned to count the seconds when you were around. He knew how much time he had with you.

“And… now.”

At that very moment the door swung open. Sukuna having easily pulled back up his pants after giving you your seat back. Both of you looking as professional as you possibly could.

“See you tomorrow Doc.” He smiled innocently, watching as you scrambled out while avoiding his eyes.

You really fucked up now.

It was hard to keep him out of your mind before. But now, trying was futile. You’d gotten a taste and you needed more. Which was why your brain would not let you close your eyes without thinking of him fucking you.

—

The next morning you bit back a whimper as your clit was caught between your rubbing thighs. You had worn a tight pencil skirt with no panties. Just for Sukuna.

You were thankful that the guards had complied to your wishes of them leaving.

You wanted to stop yourself. To go back home and forget about the red eyed prisoner. He may not have been dangerous to you physically. But to your heart and mind.. he’d be the death of you.

When the door closed behind you, you found yourself bring pushed roughly into the same wall as last time. Sukuna letting out an animalistic groan as he captured your lips on his. Kissing you so much more feverishly than yesterday.

“You don’t know how much i need you. Didn’t even sleep last night.” He panted, turning you around so that your chest rested against the concrete surface. “Missed you so much Doc.” His voice softened, kissing down your neck while grinding up into you. His fingers finding their way under your skirt with a smirk against your skin. “And i thought you couldn’t get any dirtier.. no panties huh?”

You moaned when he prodded at your already dripping cunt. The thought of him being enough to have gotten you soaked. “Shit- tell me what you want Doc. Let me hear you say it.” He growled lowly, ready to snap the second the words left your mouth.

“Please— please fuck me.”

Sukuna hungrily shoved your skirt up. The fabric bunching at your hips as he freed his aching cock. Both of you letting out a noise of satisfaction when he sunk into you, his large hands holding tightly onto your hips to pull you into him. Your back arching as your hands shot out to the wall for support.

“O-ohh God.” You cried loudly, your lips parted in shaky moans as Sukuna’s cock rammed deep near the entrance of your cervix. His veins grazing at your g spot as the fat girth stretched you to your limit.

“Nah baby, ‘s only me.”

“Kunaa— so goood- ahhh.” Tears pooled in your eyes, Sukuna’s hand reaching into your hair to pull you back into his chest. Your nails clawing at the wall in front of you as he destroyed yours.

“Taking me so fucking well. Shit- pussy’s so damn snug.” He husked, hips snapping noisily into yours as he fucked into your walls mercilessly. Basking in the sounds of your choked screams and mewls. The way you sobbed underneath him when your knees buckled.

He was fucking you so hard and deep. Better than anything you’d felt before. His cock slamming into all the places that would drive you crazy.

“The day you fucking leave me i will break outta here Doc. And i will find you. You’re mine got it?” There was a certain seriousness in his voice that made goosebumps arise on your skin. Your salty tears mixing with your drool as they ran down your flushed face.

“And when i do get outta here you’re gonna have my baby Doc. ‘M gonna fuck you again and again till’ i eventually give you my fuck—ing kid.” His breathing became ragged, your body rocking forward with each of his movements.

He smirked. “I’ve fucked ya this dumb already?” His cock twitching inside you as your body moved with his cock like a fleshlight. Your vision blurred as your head grew light, dizzy. You couldn’t think, every roll of Sukuna’s hips clouding your mind as you let an incoherent babble drip off your tongue. Shakily chanting his name when he reached forward to pinch at your clit.

“Look at you. Look so pretty underneath me like this.” His free hand snaked up to your neck, groaning loudly at the feeling of your heart beat on his skin. Pulling you up so your back rested flat against his broad chest, wandering lips meeting your exposed collarbone. “Let go f’me.”

Your body quivered as you tightened around him. Letting out a whimper-like cry as you came messily on his cock. A breathy moan of his own sounding in your ear when his thrusts began to get sloppy.

“Kunaaa.. inside. Want you inside. ‘M on the pill.” You begged, legs giving way as he held you flush against him.

“Whatever you want, Doc.” Slowly coming to a halt as he buried himself inside your warmth, tongue darting out to lick at your tear stained cheeks. Feeling his cock swell as he pumped you full of his cum. Painted your gummy walls in nothing but white

“Looks like i’m sending you back with my cum dripping down your thighs.” He pulled out with a grin. His cum leaking out of your fluttering cunt in small spurts when he used his hands to knead at the flesh of your ass. “Hottest thing i’ve seen in a while.. after you of course.”

You hummed, eyes shutting as you fell into him. Feeling the thick substance slowly dripping down your legs while spreading over your sticky folds. Sukuna stumbled back onto his bed with you on top of him. Your face nestling into his chest with a soft smile. “Hey Doc.. i love ya but those guards are gon’ be back soon.”

‘So worth it.’ Was the one thought branding itself into your mind as your body registered the rough, lust filled fuck.

“Shit.”

—

You and Sukuna had gotten so much closer over yet another week. You had never believed in falling in love that quickly until now. You couldn’t help it. You felt so much better when he was around. Seeing him was the highlight of your day- especially now that you’d convinced for longer sessions.

He felt the same way. You were the second person he had fallen in love with and somehow even harder. You made his heart.. swell. And he was serious about busting out to start a life with you.

“So, your first love. We never finished talking about her.” You smirked, notepad back in hand as you did your job. Sukuna having been stealing small kisses from you between every question.

“How about we forget about my first love and focus on my current one. You.”

[bleedingspades]

So damn cute

[velvetcrimsonkisses]

SMAU- YOU GET AN ATTITUDE WITH THEM

(Gojo, Geto, Toji, Nanami, Choso)

Note: I felt a little bad on choso 😭

[cryrovo]

WHAT I GOTTA SAY TO GET A PIECE OF THAT?!

art by: mossmaybe1 on twt

[anathemaspeaks]

chocolate

character(s): toji fushiguro synopsis: you accidentally eat an aphrodisiac, but you definitely don't regret it. word count: 1.1k warning(s): smut a/n: i need him SO BAD inspired by this fic by the amazing @tonycries <3

this was a prank. it had to be. you stared at the empty black chocolate wrapper in front of you in horror. the bold, golden letters on the wrapper seemingly mocking your current predicament. 'making bedroom adventures sweeter since 1992' written in a sickeningly bold cursive font under the brand name.

once your initial surprise wore off, you realized you actually felt quite... normal. you had just eaten an aphrodisiac for the first time, after all. even if it was accidentally. but you felt okay, so you decided to get back to work since your lunch break was over.

just as you were about to start working, your phone rang, showing your wallpaper of your gorgeous boyfriend toji. still, nothing was happening. there was no change in how you felt.

until you heard his voice.

"hey doll, you eat yet?"

and just like that, all you could think about was him. your hands on his sculpted abs, teasingly moving lower. him whispering praises on how you're being such a good girl for him, how pretty you look right now. how he lifts his arm, unintentionally flexing his bicep to-

"babe, you there?"

"toji" your voice came out much breathier than you anticipated. suddenly, you were very aware of how you'd soaked through your panties just by hearing his voice. you told him you're coming home early and ended the call abruptly.

when you entered your house, you found a confused looking toji sitting on the sofa. you would've explained the situation to him, but the only thought in your mind was having his fat cock inside you, making you cum over and over until you can't walk for a week.

you practically ripped your clothes off after you shut the door behind you. "well i'm not complainin', but what's goin' on?" toji questioned, his hungry eyes practically devouring you. you didn't give him an answer. instead, you walked over to him and straddled his lap, and kissed him. you kissed him again and again because fuck, he just felt so good.

when you finally pulled away for air, all you could let out was a whiny "need you, toji." you kissed him again, harder this time. his hands were everywhere, his touch alone making your skin burn. he was holding the back of your neck, and then his hands were on your waist. one hand remained on your neck, but the other moved to squeeze your ass.

with that, you lost any self control you might've had before. you broke the kiss and pulled on his hair and guiding his lips to your neck. you practically tore his shirt off. you slowly started grinding on his thigh, moans spilling out from your mouth uncontrollably. this felt so good. he felt so good.

your bare cunt was rubbing against the denim of his jeans, which were already soaking wet because of you. the material rubbing against your clit just right. his hands were on your ass, squeezing and caressing it while guiding you. his mouth sucking your tits, occasionally leaving hickeys on your neck.

and you're so close, that sweet relief feels so near. "toji please i'm so-" and you cum all over his pants. he kisses you while still guiding you with his hands still on your ass. but you're still horny as ever. you get off his lap and help him take off his jeans and boxers, then you drop to your knees in between his spread legs.

you start by licking a small stripe up his very hard cock, then you slowly take his flushed tip inside your mouth, licking it almost teasingly. and then, within a second, you have his cock inside your mouth, tip almost touching the back of your throat with your cheeks hollowed out. "fuck you're such a good girl, shit" "mm, you can take all of it, my good little slut"

his cock was so big you had tears in your eyes trying to deepthroat it, but you couldn't stop, not when he looked like that. one hand on the back of your head, guiding you, with the other one in his hair, causing him to flex his bicep. his abs glistening with the light sheen of sweat that had formed.

his flushed cheeks and closed eyes that would occasionally open to look down at you. his mouth, which was open and saying the filthiest of things to you, cursing and moaning every other second. you couldn't wait any longer, you were dripping wet.

you stood up and leaned down to kiss him, tugging on his hair. "need you, toji" you whined. "need me where, princess?" god, he was such a tease. but you were impatient. so you allowed yourself to sink down onto his length.

you were so wet you could cum from that alone, but you needed more, more, more. you've been on top before, but never like this. you were insatiable, riding him like there was no tomorrow. the sound of his cock going in and out of you, the feeling of being so full, him whispering dirty praises into your ears, the timbre of his voice when he moaned, it was too much.

you couldn’t hold it in even if you tried, you came all over his cock. he finished inside you a few seconds later, his cum dripping out of your cunt. you didn’t stop, though, you continued riding him. his current state only turned you on even more. completely lost in the feeling of you. you placed your lips on his again, wanting nothing more than to taste him.

he couldn’t form a coherent sentence anymore. he was drunk on the feeling of your warm pussy around his fat cock. he was moaning so loudly you were sure the neighbors heard you. the overstimulation paired with your hands tugging on his hair, his hands squeezing your ass, and the view of your tits bouncing so perfectly as you rode him were just too much for him.

the oversensitivity made you both cum again, lewd moans escaping both of you. yet, you still didn’t stop. toji felt like he might pass out, but fuck, it felt so amazing. at this point, he knew it wouldn’t be over until one of you had blacked out. he loved every second of it.

toji, despite having way more stamina than you, blacked out first. that chocolate was the only thing keeping you going for longer than your man. god, you'd never felt so fucked out. you both wake up on the sofa, your naked body on top of his. you woke up to find him smirking down at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “toji?” you questioned. “yeah, i'm definitely giving you those again.” he said with a grin. then it clicked. that little shit had replaced your chocolate on purpose. “TOJI FUSHIGURO-”

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[fairy-angel222]

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𐙚⋆.˚

Geto knows exactly what you need when you start to pick fights for no reason. Starting arguments over the smallest things in a fit of build up frustration. He doesn’t shout back, doesn’t even utter a word.

He just smiles.

Pulling you into his chest while you huff and push. His body rocking soothingly from side to side with his chin on your head. “Shh baby, it’s okay. Shh shh shh, i know baby, i know.”

It makes you angry how one sided the argument is. But you can’t help but sink into him as his words calm you down. Allowing him to kiss softly down your neck with an apologetic coo. “Haven’t given my girl the attention she deserves in a while. Left you all needy, hmm?”

You whimper, thighs clenching when he sits on the couch with you on his lap, the steady rising of his broad chest flush against your back.

“I’m sorry sweetheart. Gonna make you feel so much better yeah?”

You breathe out a moan when he gently pries your legs open. His fingers rubbing lightly over your clit through your dampening panties. “Look at that, been craving me so bad haven’t ya?” He sighs, leaving small marks on your skin in the wake of his kisses.

He took his time to slide off your panties, middle finger swirling in your wetness making you whine.

“Patience, i’m getting to it.”

“H-hurry up. Need you.” Your hips thrusting up into his hand desperately, letting out a little mewl when he finally prods at your entrance. “Haah.” Your lips part in a moan when he buries two of them into you, immediately curling them up to hit that spot you needed them to most.

“Faster.” You moan loudly, back arching against him in a cry when he complies. His thrusts becoming mean and hard as the pads of his fingers kiss that spongy spot inside you with no mercy. Your hands grip at his large forearms, mouth falling open in silent screams as his pace quickens even more.

Your stomach tightening and your eyes rolling back. The sweet feeling in your insides gaining intensity as it shot up to your brain, your head getting fuzzy as you shook against him. The world around you going blank with the curl of your toes.

“F-fuckkk.” Your cry came out as a high pitched babble, tears welling in your eyes as you neared your release. Geto holding you tight against him when your legs began to involuntarily shut.

“Nope, greedy girls gotta take it baby. You know ya need it so fucking take it.” His whisper was deep and husky, breath fanning over your ear as his thumb began to rub at your clit. “That’s it, good girl.”

Your noises only got louder as your legs trembled, “Fuck Sugu, ahhh. ‘M gonna— f-fuck ‘m gonna-” you let out a drawn out cry of his name as you let go.

A long clear stream spraying messily in front of you as he pulled away from your sopping hole. Using his palm to messily rub your clit as you continue to drench his thighs. “There ya go… so fucking messy.” He groans, turning your head to kiss you deeply as you shivered one last time, giving in to his lips against yours.

Geto’s hand snakes around your throat, resting delicately on your skin before pulling away. A string of salvia connecting your swollen lips. “Still wanna argue with me? Or should i take you upstairs and make you cum even harder on my cock.”

[3-aem]

i can’t believe he’s back!

[dabislittlemouse]

Like, okay. That’s the feral smile he makes after escaping from Tartarus and planning to visit his ex-girlfriend. He’s pent up and tense, like anyone who’s spent months in prison without a proper stress relief. So you’re gonna have to help him blow off that steam. Sure, you were in some protection program and heroes try to keep you safe from him, but he’ll find you. He’ll always will.

Ahhh this is actually similar to I’m writing about Shigaraki and I’m about to lose my mind over these two I wanna-no I NEED THEM BOTH IN ME NOWDLDPDÅFLWIKAHASUFÖFDÄ HELP

AAAAHHGHHHHH KAY- STOP IT THE WAY I JUST GIGGLED RN WHILE LOOKING AT THIS PICTURE AND IMAGINING YOUR SCENARIO

send help im unwell

(fic soon? :3) JKKKK… unless~

[aikatoru-deactivated20240629]

Best friend Satoru who hangs out at your house more often than he does at his cause he complains that his million dollar duplex isn’t as comfy.

Best friend Satoru who is no stranger to skin ship with you, letting you sit on his lap whenever there’s not enough space on the couch with all your friends.

Best friend Satoru who your boyfriend gets jealous of cause you’d spend all day texting him and giggling at your phone but you’d always tell your boyfriend that he’s just a friend.

Best friend Satoru who third wheels on your dates more often than not, getting in between you and your boyfriend and just being a cockblock.

Best friend Satoru who knows all your likes and dislikes. Who buys you your favorite Starbucks drink every morning and your favorite treats whenever you asked.

Best friend Satoru who spoils you by gifting you expensive jewelry for your birthdays, always loving the look on your face and the annoyed look on your boyfriend’s even more.

Best friend Satoru who rushes over to your house in the middle of the night immediately after you called him crying that your stupid insecure little boyfriend cheated on you with some nameless hoe.

Best friend Satoru who comforts you with ice cream as you cry your heart out to him.

Best friend Satoru who wipes away your tears and kisses you despite you being a mess.

Best friend Satoru whose one kiss turned into a full blown make out session and just like that all clothes are off and he’s fucking you raw into your couch.

Best friend Satoru who you’re convinced is the best fuck of your life as he brings you to your fifth orgasm of the night.

Best friend Satoru whose cum is leaking out of you as you laid spread out in front of him, trying to catch your breath and maybe…he’s not just a friend anymore?

[arminii]

Your boyfriend begging you to go into the bathroom for a quick fuck. Telling you about how he just needed to feel your pussy. Bending you onto the door of a stall and tugging down your panties quickly. Moaning when he thrusts his throbbing cock deep into your sopping pussy.

His hand covers your mouth in an attempt to muffle your whines and whimpers. Both your faces flushed as he ruts his hips up into you, cock grazing your gummy walls and spongy spot. Unable to help the way your pussy gushes down your thighs.

He’s fucking into you like a touch starved man, bullying your tightness open to fit his face, his face buried in your neck with a string of his own mewls.

You both let out a cry, your boyfriend’s breathing speeding up with a shiver. “B-baby, ‘m close, are you close?” he breathes, cock twitching when you nod tearily. “Let’s cum together okay? N-now.”

Your eyes roll back as you shake, clenching down on his cock as a clear stream of your juices hit his pelvis. Your boyfriend groaning deeply before burying himself inside you and pumping you full with his cum.

His arms wrap around your waist from behind. Letting out a satisfied hum as you panted heavily. Pressing his lips to your neck in thanks, knee between your thighs collecting his mess of a load as it seeps lewdly out of you and onto the floor below.

[bleedingspades]

😵 Woa

[skiplo-wave]

Making these my top 3 flabbergasted Denji pics

[angellthedeactivated-deactivate]

The Beauty of Experience

Pairing: Denji x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, virginity loss (for Denji), nipple sucking, dick riding, virgin!Denji, experianced!Reader, sub!Denji, soft dom!Reader

Word count: 1.1k

A/N: First commission for @prettylilbug!

The first time you saw a text from Denji saying ‘Wanna watch a movie tonight?’ you thought nothing of it. After an especially long day of work, you and Denji finally arrive home, feeling tired but looking forward to spending the evening together. By this point, you practically lived with him, going to his house after every workday. It was a good thing that he decided to get his own apartment after a few months of dating you, expecting to get lucky and not wanting it to be interrupted by Aki or Power.

He gently took your hand, intertwining your fingers with his. It's a small gesture, but it spoke volumes about his desire to be here with you. As you and Denji walked into his living room, he guided you towards the couch, encouraging you to sit down and relax while he picked the movie.

You wanted to take a seat next to him but instead found yourself pulled into his lap, his sharp toothy smile greeting your gasp, “More comfy this way.” He loved cuddling with you at every opportunity, and this position meant that he could kiss you easier, that you could straddle him half way into the movie after way too many of those kisses had distracted you from it.

Denji was touchy, always, but tonight he seemed to be particularly so, if a tiny bit more hesitant at the beginning when you’d glance back at him.

You got more comfortable, pressing against him, turning your body so you were chest to chest, your hand in his lap. You glance up at him as your fingers curled against his thigh. The heat and the muscle tensed, but other than that he didn’t bat an eye. He focused all his energy in trying to remain as calm as possible.

You started drawing a circle on his leg, moving it up slowly, your fingertips curling at the seam of his jeans and following it up his shirt. And up. And up. His breath hitched when you got too close for comfort and smirked, your thumb now brushing over his hardening cock.

Denji jumped and reached down, stopping your hand, looking down at you, “What are you doing?” he asked. His voice wasn’t one of annoyance or anger, but fear, and  of the lust he was trying to keep to himself.

 “What do you mean?” You pulled away from him, completely at a loss as to how he could have not known what you was doing. “I thought that was obvious.”

“Y-Yeah but... I’ve... you know I’ve never...” His deep blush covered him from the top of his head and vanished below his shirt. “I don’t wanna mess it up. Finish too fast or... hurt you.” Denji was as perverted as they come, but also as insecure as they come. Eager for sure when the action got going but this was a little different.

“I understand that you’re nervous but you don’t have to be.” You said against him as you leaned in and kissed his cheek, then trailed down his jawline, nipping gently by the time you hit the angle of his jaw. He let out a ragged breath as his hands went to your hips as you dragged your tongue down his neck, causing him to tilt his head back, swallowing thickly. “I don’t care which one of us has more experience, I want to share this one with you.”

You cupped him through his, fingers curling around him and rubbing up and down, causing him to groan and whimper. Denji shifted his hips upwards into your palm, trying to get some more friction, but you moved your hand in an instant and buried in his hair as you kissed him deeply. He groaned as he tilted his head to the side, his hand cupping your cheeks, his other arm on your waist as you unzipped him and fished out his hard cock.

He went the other direction, his free hand tugging your shirt down until your tits spilled from your bra. “Fuck. You have the prettiest tits in the world, you know that babe. Can’t even fit one in my hand.” He paused at kneading one and sucking at the other before he would switch and continue to lavish you with attention you deserved.

You reached down, took Denji’s cock in your hand and lined it up, pulling away the moment he thrust upwards. “Uh, uh.” You scolded and shook your head. “Don’t move….that’s an order.” You said as you lifted an eyebrow at him.

He furrowed his brows but smiled a little as he nodded to confirm what you told him. He sighed a little as he tried to make himself relax, but he was humming, every inch of him buzzing because of your pussy hovering over his cock. “I like the panties you chose for tonight.”

“I’m glad cause you get to keep them after this.” And use them. That went unspoken but Denji’s cock sure got the memo.

For now you didn’t have the patience to pull them off and neither did Denji. You shifted your weight on top of him, one of his hands still balancing you as you stroked a few times before you settled back onto him, taking all of him into your pussy.

“Ah. Are all of them... this tight and warm?” Denji could barely get the words out from how much he shook with pleasure, willing himself not to come. Fuck, this was good, so fucking good, so much better then his hand.

“All of them? You only have my pussy to worry about. Understood?” He nodded dumbly, a lazy smirk settling over his face as you established a pace, up and down his cock, dripping down his balls. “Hold my panties like this.” He did, the hand on your tit moving to do the task he was ordered, “Good boy, Denji, your cock fills me up so well. I’ll be sure to make up for all the times... ah... that you had to use your hand.”

That was the promise that made him blow his hot load all over your belly, seeing as he was not keen on becoming a dad on the same day he lost his virginity, “Fuck... made a real mess of you babe.” He wasn’t sorry at all, his cocky smirk pressed against your tits as he kissed them over and over in faux apology.

“I like when you make a mess.” You confessed hot against his ear, “And I like doing the same.” Questions began to take over Denji’s brain before you commanded, “Keep your thumb on my clit, okay handsome?” He nodded dumbly as you pinned his cock between his abs and you pussy, spreading your juices over it as you rolled your hips, chasing your own orgasm until your body snapped and feel forward onto him, “Good boy, Denji.”