choso looks too enticing when falling apart, a complete mess in your hands. stroking his achingly hard length even though he’s just cum, seed dripping obscenely down his shaft. the glide of your palm smooth and slick, overstimulating him on purpose.
he feels dizzy, whining as you continue to play with him, “baby– hnn– it’s too much– hah!—” words coming out slurred.
you’re sucking in a breath at his whingy tone and the pathetic look in his eyes, he’s falling apart. his abs tense as he writhes, lower lip wobbling with his moans. looking entirely too good in his pitiful state, your cunt leaking into your panties.
“wait– fuck– hnn—” he whimpers while trying to talk, head foggy and overwhelmed by the devastating pleasure you’re giving him, “i can’t– ah– i’m gonna—”
“you’re doing so good, cho,” purring low at him, “cum again for me, yeah?”
choso can’t stop cursing under his breath, truly feeling like he’s out of his mind as he finishes again in a way he never has. fluid clearer than he’s used to and going further, feeling like the wind has been knocked out of him as he shakes slightly. insides twitching and his thighs quivering.
holy shit, you just made choso squirt for you. a large grin overtaking your face as you praise, “good boy.”
does my sweet baby wanna rub against my boot? awe, you're whimpering. you're actually fucking whimpering. oh jesus christ, just come here. i know how bad you want it.
I feel like shidou is the freakiest among freaks. That man is insane.
Nasty smut incoming, read at your own risk.
18+
"Mmpf- mmmhm, yeaa" he grumbles from in between your thighs, spitting more slick saliva onto your throbbing hole and diving back in, shaking his head into your dripping cunt and groaning at the musk of you, eyes rolling back lewdly.
"F-fuck...Ryu-" you choked out, back arching off the bed, your thighs locking around his head while your fingers tugged at his pink-tipped hair tightly.
Shit...he was so...so nasty
"Yeaaaaah, cum on my mouth, cum on my fucking mouth again" he taunted, closing his lips around your swollen, oversensitive clit and biting on it, nipping on your burning folds afterwards like chewing on the best meal ever.
You honestly dont know what more did he want from you. You had already came three times already, three fucking times. It makes you doubt whether agreeing to have casual sex with him again was a good idea.
You felt your brain go mushy when he plunged his tongue deep into your gaping hole, stuffing you full with it and grinding the tip of his nose into your blood swollen clit, moaning through it all.
He kept lapping at your pussy like a dog, blowing air on it, pulling back to slap at your slit with that sex crazed smirk of his before diving back in for more, gathering your slick with his tongue and mixing it with tons of his frothy spit before pushing it right back past that tight ring of muscles.
It was disgusting, really, you felt so dirty- sweat damp sheets clinging to your back, your thighs drenched and his spit trailing down onto your ass cheeks, all the way to where it was pooling already on the mattress.
"Love your pussy, shit...would choose to eat you out in the last 10 minutes of my life"
The fuck was he even saying... it made you want to laugh, wasn't it for the burning pit in your lower tummy... it hurt, it hurt so good... too much, no, you couldnt cum again, you were sure, it wasn't possible, no-
You screamed loudly, his name falling from your lips like a chant as he grinned against your cunt when your thighs pulled his face deeper in, hips helplessly thrashing against his face as you squirted into his mouth, your cheeks burning red with shame because this was embarrassing-
But Shidou didn't see it like that.
He moaned loudly himself, gulping down the mix of bodily fluids gushing out of you feverishly, his hands frantically grabbing at the flesh of your hips to grind you harder against his mouth, panting hot against your worn out pussy.
He kept grinding his hard cock, trapped in between his sweaty abs and the mattress, squelching loudly in the previous slick of his cum as he came once more with you, his balls tightening up pathetically at how much even his body was protesting against this all.
He only broke away from you to gasp loudly for air once you came down from your high and your hand fell back down to your sides instead of grabbing at his hair... his lips connected to your poor cunt by that thick trail of his thick spit stretching and snapping when he sat up on his knees.
Shidou ran his hands up and down your trembling thighs, smirking down at you. "Shit, so fucking tasty. Now, let's begin.." he chuckled devilishly, crawling towards your body on all his fours and grabbing at his half hard cock, stroking it to keep it hard.
Begin? The fuck?
You snapped your head up at him, looking at him with wide, frantic eyes. To which the bastard merely smirked wider, slapping his cockhead on your clit and dragging it through your ruined folds, circling around your entrance...
You were sure not to walk for a loooong time after tonight.
“sooo sensitive,” sae purred condescendingly, pushing the vibrating toy harder against your puffy clit. his eyes hungrily tracked the jolting movements your overstimulated body made, his lips even parting slightly in utter fixation.
with you completely naked and drowning in a cold sweat, you weren’t capable of forming words. sae’s body was hovering over top of you. you didn’t have to see him to know — he was sickly enjoying this.
but sae’s lustful hunger came from the fact you haven’t had an orgasm in weeks. neither of you were sure what was going on, but you knew that you’ve struggled to keep a clear head lately.
“can you take it if i do. . .” sae’s thumb gently pushed on a button of the vibrator, the buzzing stimulation now increasing by an insurmountable amount. “. . . this?”
“aah! saeee!” you yelped, your fingers digging helplessly into the wrinkled, messy sheets.
when it reached the third week of you having not been able to orgasm, sae bought a vibrator for you. he told you a new sense of stimulation might help your body react.
“sae, sae! it’s s’much!” you squirm, your hips wriggling frantically under his firm grip. your body achingly searched for a sense of purchase.
“just take it,” he groaned, pressing the vibrator even more against your creamy-coated cunt. “look at how wet it’s making you.”
you sucked back on your saliva that dripped from your quivering lips. your vision blurred as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the relentless force on your throbbing clit making you feel light-headed.
“i. . .” you panted pitifully. “m’so clooseee. . . sae. . . i can feel it sae . . .”
“are you?” he queried mockingly, his voice hoarsely low.
“sae. . .” your cheek smooshed flushed against the sweats now dampened with your heated sweat. your voice was too weak to keep speaking, all your motor skills whipped askew.
sae, with him still holding the vibrator against your sopping clit, leaned down to whisper into your ear, “c’mon, make this pussy cum.”
his words were enough to elicit a core-numbing reaction. your entire body flexed, each muscle going numb as your cunt began crying out milky, dripping liquid. with your breathing ragged and your eyes wet, you completely collapsed onto the bed.
and he still kept the vibrator pressed onto your clit — your clit that began stinging from the never-ending stimulation.
“see? i knew you could still cum,” he said, the softest yet cruelest smirk twitching on his lips, wet from his tongue previously swiping them.
your throat felt dry, a ragged and wincing whimper escaping you as sae finally pulled the toy away, the violent vibrations finally ceasing. your pussy was coated in your juices, pooling at your puffy, cherry red lips.
sae lightly patted your hip, the vibrator tossed carelessly off to the side. “and you came soo much. i knew you could do it.” with each mocking touch of his palm, your body jolted, still not having fully come down from your high.
the director had already called cut three times. cameras were supposed to be off for the fifteen-minute break. makeup girl had stepped out. sound guy was grabbing coffee. the set lights stayed on though, hot and bright, painting sweat across your skin and his.
michael didn’t care.
he had you bent over the edge of the fake hotel bed, one big hand gripping the back of your neck, the other locked around your hip, and he was still buried balls-deep in your pussy like the scene never ended.
thick cock stretching you open, dragging slow and deep on every stroke so you felt every ridge, every vein.
he just grimaced, low and mean, then snapped his hips harder. the wet slap of skin on skin filled the quiet set.
“Schatzi… does it feel like i give a shit?” he leaned over your back, mouth against your ear. “you’re eating my cock so fucking good. so warm and so tight. like you were made for it.”
you clenched around him on purpose and he groaned like it punched the air out of him. “shit—yes, just like that. squeeze around me, mein schönes Mädchen.”
he pulled almost all the way out until only the fat head stretched your entrance, then slammed back in to the hilt.
your thighs shook. the bed creaked. somewhere in the background the director’s voice floated in again, half-hearted: “guys, seriously, break’s almost—oh for fuck’s sake—”
but neither of you looked up. kaiser flipped you onto your back without pulling out, hooked your knees over his elbows and folded you open.
the new angle let him grind that heavy cockhead right against your front wall on every thrust. your eyes rolled as broken moans spilled out of you.
“look at me,” he ordered, blue eyes half-lidded, blonde hair sticking to his forehead. “…i want to watch your face when this pretty little pussy squirts on me, yeah?”
you were already close. had been since the second take. his dick felt too good—thick, long, slightly curved, hitting every spot like it had a map of your body. you were soaked, dripping down your ass, making every thrust filthy and loud.
“michael—unngh fuck—i’m gonna cum baby,, m’gonna cum~”
“not yet.” he slowed just enough to keep you right on the edge, grinding deep circles that made your toes curl.
“…,feel how hard you make me, hm? feel how this cock throbs inside you? that’s all you, Liebchen. your wet pussy makes me stupid, so be proud ~”
he dropped one of your legs, reached between you and rubbed tight circles over your clit with his thumb while he kept fucking you in short, brutal strokes.
the dual pressure cracked something open in you. you came hard—thighs clamping around him, cunt pulsing and milking his cock in strong waves.
a high, desperate sound tore out of your throat. kaiser curses in his native tongue, guttural.
“Mein Gott—, good girl~ soak my cock. that’s it—ahh fuck, you’re gushing—”
he didn’t stop. didn’t even slow down while you shook through it. he kept pounding into your fluttering hole, chasing his own high now that the cameras were definitely off and no one was yelling cut anymore.
the only sounds left were the wet squelch of him driving into you and both of your ragged breathing.
“gonna fill this perfect pussy,” he growled, forehead pressed to yours. “..gonna cum so deep you’ll still feel me tomorrow. Du bist so verdammt gut—so fucking good for me—”
his rhythm turned messy as his hips stuttered. he buried himself to the root and stayed there, cock pulsing hard as he shot thick hot ropes into you.
the feeling of him throbbing and spilling inside set you off again—second orgasm slamming into the first, longer and sharper this time, making your back arch off the mattress and your nails dig into his shoulders.
kaiser stayed buried, grinding through both of your aftershocks, whispering filthy praise against your mouth between messy kisses.
“Schöne… meine enge, nasse Schlampe… that was the best orgasm of my life and the cameras missed every second.”
he finally pulls out slow. a thick mix of his nut and your release leaked out of you and onto the sheets. he watched it happen with a satisfied, proud smirk, then dragged two fingers through the mess and pushed it back inside you.
“keep it in ja? for a little longer~”
somewhere in the back, the director was yelling again, but neither of you were listening.
you were still too busy feeling the best, filthiest, most perfect orgasm neither of you would ever, ever get on film.
cw; piss
ৎ୭. Megumi drinks too much water while gooning 𖹭.ᐟ
gooner!megumi who's been jerking himself for so long, to the point that his soaked in a messy combination of his pre-cum, spit and lube that he added because he needs his cock to feel like a mess when he touches it, he likes it to be a sloppy mess. His hand that's not holding his phone moves up and down his dick frantically, his grip tightening up around the sensitive head with practiced ease. More pre-cum leaks from the opening, it twitches when he brings his hand down to the base to squeeze it harshly, delaying another orgasm.
He whimpers and squirms, still squeezing his cock tight cause he wants the pleasure of a denied orgasm to last longer despite the protests from his aching dick, sporting shades of a deep brown-ish pink and purple at the head.
His breathing is shaky as he tries to take deep breaths in and out to calm himself down, his other hand that's holding the phone hastily clicking on another video in preparation for the continued torture.
Megumi puts the phone down for a moment, taking a swing of water from the bottle he had next to him. There's a tight feeling in his abdomen when he's done chugging half the bottle, but he pays it no mind in favor of chasing after his well-earned orgasm.
He spends another good hour tugging away at his poor cock. Teasing it some more here and there to add some excitement for the great finale he can taste on the tip of his tongue. He's a sweaty soggy mess, but he doesn't care. The taste of his sweat as it drips down his face into his mouth is welcomed, all the depravity in his actions spurs him on more. His balls drawing up tight before he bursts.
He strokes and strokes, tugging everything his dick has to give out of it, his cum comes out in thick spurts and halfway through something else joins it as well, thinning out the consistency of his cum.
It doesn't take Megumi long to realize what's happening despite being gooned out of his mind. Between every spurt of cum is a dribble or squirt of pee from his cock. It should gross him out. He should stop to clean himself up cause getting cum everywhere is one thing, piss is another. Still, he continues stroking himself to the point of drooling all over, his mouth hanging open as his eyes roll into the back of his head. Continuing to pleasure himself while he's cumming and peeing feels so good, it takes a while for to stop chasing the euphoric sensation running through his body; it hurts, but there's relief in the pain, making it give way sheer bliss.
When his body is too tired to continue and he can't force anything else out of himself, he falls back to flop onto his bed panting. The stickiness of his sheets and the fluids on his body drying up into an uncomfortable crust, encourage him to go clean up.
In the shower he sleepily washes away the dirt, barely having the mind to change out the sheets as well. Megumi is relaxed down to his very core. He'll definitely be doing that again.
pale, tattooed hands thrust in and out of you as you cry. kaiser’s free hand forcibly opens and separates your legs as he sits behind you on the couch with you on his lap, one leg perched up in between your thighs.
“m-micha—!”
you sob, nails clawing into his arm as one hand wraps around your mouth to keep quiet.
“p–please… ‘m sorry…” you muffle between your fingers, whimpering.
“no way, schatzi. you wanted a rose toy so badly, didn’t you?” he scoffs, completely dismissing your pleas as he quickens his pace.
“i–it was a— fuck..! mmpgh—! a joke..!”
“shh, just take it…” he hums, nuzzling into your neck as he breathes in your scent, “be a good girl for me and take it, yeah?”
“micha…” you all but whine, trying to put your face against his in an attempt to guilt trip him, “please, baby… i’m sorry…”
kaiser slows down, looking into your eyes with mock sympathy. “yeah, baby? you’ll be good?”
you nod eagerly, practically writhing underneath his gaze. “p–promise…”
“…i think you’re lying, schatzi,” he smirks before immediately going back bullying your cunt, and if he wasn’t fast before, he definitely is now.
tags: NSFW . minors dni . mostly a crack fic . piv . fem!reader . pure filthy smut . blowjobs/pussyeating . getting caught . etc
w.c. 3.7k
a/n: no comments. anyway, this fic was requested by this ask here! ( @solalol you have the greatest mind ever<3)
Sae Itoshi — caught by shidou
sae had you pinned against the wall, cock buried deep inside you as he fucked you with rough, punishing strokes.
it had been far too long. the second he came home and saw you, he didn't waste a single second on words. he simply shoved your shorts down, freed his aching cock and sank into you in one brutal thrust.
now he was drilling into you hard, hips snapping forward with a steady, merciless rhythm that had your back sliding against the wall with every thrust.
"fuck...sae—" you moaned, legs locked tight around his waist. your nails dug into his shoulders as he drove deeper. "you're so deep...ahh!"
he growled against your neck, teeth scraping your skin. "been waiting weeks for this cunt," hus voice was low, strained with lust. "so fucking wet for me already."
one of his hands gripped your ass tighter, the other braced on the wall as he angled his hips and started hitting that perfect spot with every thrust. your moans grew louder, shameless, echoing in the small bedroom. the wet, filthy sound of his cock sliding in and out of you filled the air.
"gonna cum—sae..."
"then cum," he ordered, voice dark. let me feel you,"
he slammed into you harder, grinding against your clit on every deep thrust. the coil in your stomach snapped without warning. you cried out, walls clenching violently around his thick cock as your orgasm crashed through you. your whole body shook, thighs trembling around him while you moaned his name like a prayer.
sae kept fucking you through it, jaw clenched, eyes burning as he felt you pulsing and gushing around him. he was close, very close—but he was holding back, savoring the way your cunt squeezed him.
that's when suddenly the door swung open without a knock.
"oi, itoshi! you got any—" shidou's voice stopped dead.
ge stood there in the doorway, eyes widening before that wild, predatory grin spread across his face. he took in the scene: you pressed against the wall, legs wrapped around sae, his cock still buried inside your twitching pussy, your face flushed from your recent orgasm.
sae froze mid-thrust, buried to the hilt. the sudden shock of being caught hit sae like a freight train.
"dude shit—!" he grunts through gritted teeth.
his hips jerked once, involuntarily. a groan tore from his throat as he came hard, thick ropes of cum spilling deep inside you while shidou watched shamelessly. sae's face dropped to your neck, biting down hard to muffle the sound as his cock pulsed again and again, emptying everything he had.
you whimpered at the feeling of him filling you up right in front of his roommate.
sae's breathing was ragged against your skin. his cock was still twitching inside you, sensitive and spent, as he slowly lifted his head.
"get the fuck out," he hissed, voice hoarse and dangerous.
shidou only smirked wider, tongue poking at the corner of his mouth. "you sure I cant a piece of that?"
"touch her and I'll kill you," sae said, holding you close to him.
shidou smirked, "fine. i'll just touch you then."
Nagi Seishiro — caught by his bff
nagi was fucking you like he'd die if he stopped. it wasnt his fault really. it'd been six whole months since he last saw you. you've been traveling thanks to being a model and well...he missed you.
he had you lifted completely off the ground, your back pressed tight against his chest as he stood behind you. his strong arms hooked under your knees, spreading your legs wide open in a full nelson hold. every needy thrust drove his long, thick cock deep into your dripping pussy, the wet sounds echoing obscenely in the room.
"fuck...missed you so much," he groaned into your ear, voice rough and desperate—nothing like his usual lazy drawl. his hips snapped up harder, burying himself to the hilt with every stroke. "been thinking about this pussy nonstop...couldn't wait anymore."
you moaned loudly, head falling back against his shoulder as he manhandled you effortlessly. the position left you completely exposed—tits bouncing, cunt stretched wide around his cock, his balls slapping against you with every deep thrust. his grip on your legs was iron tight, lifting you up and down on his length like you weighed nothing.
"nagi—! ahh, too deep—!" you cried out, pleasure bordering on overwhelming.
"mmm..can't help it," he panted, lips brushing your neck as he fucked you harder. "need you...need to feel you cum on me." his voice cracked with raw need, hips losing their rhythm as he chased the feeling of your tight heat.
one of his hands shifted slightly so he could rub fast circles over your swollen clit while still bouncing you on his cock. the combination was lethal.
"i-i..i'm cumming, nagi!" you screamed, body seizing up as your orgasm slammed into you. your cunt clenched violently around his thrusting cock, gushing wetly as waves of pleasure tore through you. your legs shook in his grip, juices dripping down his balls.
"you're squeezing me so tight," nagi whined, voice needy and broken. he kept fucking you through your orgasm, desperate and relentless, his own release building fast.
the door suddenly burst open.
"nagi? i got the new—oh my god."
reo stood frozen in the doorway, eyes wide in pure shock. the scene hit him like a truck: nagi holding you up in a full nelson, your legs spread obscenely wide, cunt stretched around nagi's thick cock, your cum still dripping down his balls, everything completely bare and on full display.
nagi's hips stuttered. the sudden mortifying realization that reo was seeing everything — your dripping cunt, the way his cock was buried inside you, the way you were still twitching from your orgasm—sent him spiraling.
"reo—?!" nagi gasped, voice strained.
he couldn't hold back. with a needy groan, he slammed up into you one last time and came hard. thick, hot ropes of cum flooded your pussy as his cock pulsed violently inside you. his arms trembled slightly as he kept holding your legs up, forcing you to take every last drop while reo watched in stunned silence.
you whimpered at the overwhelming feeling of being filled while completely exposed.
reo's face turned bright red, all the way to his ears. his mouth opened and closed a few times before he finally managed to speak.
"i didn't...fuck, im so sorry!" he slapped a hand over his eyes, clearly flustered beyond belief, but not before you both saw how red his cheeks were. "i should've knocked—i didn't know she came back!"
reo peeked through his fingers for half a second, saw the way nagi cum was leaking out around his cock and immediately covered his eyes again.
"you know what..im leaving! i'mm leaving right now! sorry!" he turned on his heel, nearly tripping over himself as he rushed out and slammed the door shut behind him.
the room fell silent for a moment except for both of you panting.
nagi slowly lowered your legs, but didn't pull out yet. he wrapped his arms around your waist instead, hugging you from behind as he buried his face in your neck, still catching his breath.
"...that was embarrassing," he muttered, though his cock gave a lazy twitch inside you. "but you felt really good when he walked in. did you like being watched?"
you let out a breathless laugh. "you're such a pervert."
he hummed, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder. "only for you."
Rin Itoshi — caught by his bro
rin had you completely folded underneath him in a ruthless mating press, knees pressed tight to your shoulders as he fucked you with deep, punishing strokes.
his hips snapped forward with brutal precision, driving every thick inch of his cock into your soaked pussy until his heavy balls slapped loudly against your ass. the wet, obscene squelching of your cunt filled the room with every thrust, your juices dripping down your ass and soaking the sheets beneath you.
his arm was locked around the back of your neck in a tight headlock, forcing you to stare up at his intense, flushed face while he railed you. sweat glistened on his forehead, his eyes burning with possessive hunger as he watched every flicker of pleasure and desperation cross your face.
"fuck—you're squeezing me so tight," he growled, voice low and mean, punctuating his words with a particularly vicious grind of his hips that made his cockhead bully against your cervix. "this sloppy cunt is mine. say it."
"it's all yours—rin..nghhh! 'm yours!" you moaned, voice breaking as he hammered that perfect spot inside you over and over. your walls fluttered and clenched greedily around his girth, trying to pull him even deeper.
he smirked darkly, tightening the headlock just enough to make your breath hitch.
"louder. i want everyone to know who you belong to." he pulled back almost all the way, letting just the fat tip stretch your entrance, then slammed back in with a savage thrust that made your tits bounce and your eyes roll back.
you cried out, nails digging into his back as he set a punishing rhythm—long, dragging strokes that made you feel every vein and ridge of his cock, followed by short, rapid punches that left you gasping. "rin—! please—fuck, it's too deep—!"
"too deep?" he laughed, low and cruel, leaning down to bite at your exposed neck. "you were begging for this earlier. now take it like the greedy little slut you are." one of his hands slid down to grip your ass hard, spreading you wider so he could watch his cock disappear inside your puffy, dripping folds.
the lewd sight made him groan, his pace growing even more erratic and forceful.
your body was burning, every nerve singing as he fucked you senseless. the pressure built higher and higher, your thighs trembling violently against his shoulders. you could feel another orgasm coiling tight in your core, even stronger than the last.
"rin—! im gonna cum..! please don't stop—!" you sobbed, tears already pricking at the corners of your eyes.
"then cum," he snarled, crushing his mouth to yours in a messy, dominating kiss before pulling back. "cum on my cock like you were made for it. milk me, baby."
your orgasm hit you like a freight train. your walls clamped down hard around his thick cock as you cried out, gushing wetly all over him while your whole body shook violently in his grasp. tears of pleasure slipped down your cheeks as you came hard, pussy spasming and squirting around him in messy pulses.
right in the middle of your climax, your eyes flew open and locked onto the figure standing in the doorway.
"sae..?" you gasped in horror.
rin froze mid thrust, buried balls deep inside your spasming cunt. his head snapped toward the door, eyes widening in genuine surprise for a split second.
sae stood there with his arms crossed, watching the scene with a cold, slightly disgusted expression.
for a moment, the room was dead silent except for your heavy breathing and the wet sounds of your pussy still fluttering around rin's cock.
then sae spoke, voice flat and unimpressed.
"you both disgust me. at least have some shame."
he turned and left, closing the door behind him with a soft click.
"what the hell..?" rin stayed frozen for another second, still deep inside you, processing what just happened. then his lips curled into a dangerous, mean smirk. he looked back down at your flushed, embarrassed face and tightened the headlock again.
"anyway, where were we?" he asked, voice low and venomous.
without waiting for an answer, he slammed back into you with a brutal thrust, picking up right where he left off, even harder than before.
"cumming on my cock while my brother watched? you're such a fucking whore,” he snarled, pounding you mercilessly into the mattress. "don't worry...ill make sure you remember who you really belong to."
Isagi Yoichi — caught by bachira
isagi's head was thrown back against the couch, mouth open in a silent moan as you knelt between his spread legs. his chest heaved with every shaky breath, the usually confident striker completely undone by the wet heat of your mouth.
this was his first blowjob and it was overwhelming him completely. your lips stretched around his thick cock, sliding slowly up and down while your tongue pressed flat against the underside. your hand stroked the base in perfect rhythm with your mouth, twisting gently on the way up.
his thighs trembled violently on either side of you, fingers digging so hard into the couch cushions that his knuckles turned white.
"ahh—fuck… baby, that feels so good," he panted, voice hoarse and cracking. "i-i can't—nghh!"
you hummed around his length, the vibration making his cock twitch hard against your tongue. you took him deeper, relaxing your throat until the head bumped the back of it. isagi’s hips jerked up instinctively, a broken whimper escaping his throat as saliva dripped down his shaft and over your fingers.
you pulled back slowly, letting your tongue swirl around the sensitive head, teasing the slit where precum was steadily leaking. his cock was flushed dark and glistening, veins pulsing visibly under the wet sheen. you looked up at him through your lashes, loving how wrecked he already looked—flushed cheeks, messy hair, half-lidded eyes glazed with pleasure.
"slow down a little… 'm gonna—" he gasped, trying to warn you, but his words dissolved into another needy moan as you sucked harder, hollowing your cheeks.
you pulled off with a wet pop, a thick string of saliva connecting your swollen lips to his throbbing tip. "you're doing so well, isagi," you purred, voice low and sweet. your hand kept lazily pumping him, thumb brushing over the slick head.
"just relax and let me take care of you, hm? i want to make your first time feel amazing."
isagi nodded frantically, biting his lip as you dove back down. you took him even deeper this time, nose brushing against his trimmed pubic hair as you swallowed around him. his hand flew to your hair, not pushing, just gripping desperately like he needed something to hold onto while you worked him.
"oh shit—yes, just like that," he groaned, the words tumbling out broken and desperate. you bobbed faster, sucking noisily, letting messy slurping sounds fill the room. one of your hands slid up to gently roll his balls, massaging them as your mouth worshipped every inch of his cock.
isagi's moans grew louder, more shameless. his abs clenched visibly with every deep suck, thighs shaking harder as he fought the urge to thrust into your throat.
"you're so fucking good at this… i'm—i’m really close," he warned, voice cracking. his cock throbbed heavily on your tongue, the veins pulsing faster as his orgasm built.
you whined around him in encouragement, doubling your efforts. you took him as deep as you could, throat contracting around him while your hand stroked the rest in tight, twisting motions. isagi's breathing turned ragged, his head tipping back again as broken whimpers and curses spilled from his lips.
his thighs started shaking harder, muscles jumping under your palms. his grip in your hair tightened, hips stuttering as he teetered right on the edge.
"baby—fuck, i'm gonna cum—"
right as isagi’s moans turned into broken, high-pitched whimpers and his cock started pulsing wildly on your tongue, the door to the shared room swung open.
"heya isagi! wanna go—WHOA!"
bachira stood in the doorway, eyes wide as saucers. he took in the full scene: you on your knees with isagi's cock buried in your mouth, isagi's flushed face and messy hair, his pants around his ankles.
isagi's eyes snapped open in panic. "bachira?"
bachira's cheeks instantly turned bright red. his usual energy vanished, replaced by pure flustered embarrassment. he slapped both hands over his mouth.
"oh i didn't see anything... i did...but uhm, sorry!!"
he spun around so fast he nearly tripped over his own feet and bolted out the door, slamming it shut behind him.
the room fell silent for a second.
isagi was still rock hard in your mouth, throbbing desperately. his face was burning crimson with embarrassment, but the sudden shock and adrenaline seemed to push him right to the edge.
"oh god..fuck," his voice broke off into a desperate moan as his hips jerked.
you started again, cutting him off. you sucked him deeper and isagi came instantly with a loud, broken groan. thick spurts of cum flooded your mouth as he trembled and panted through his orgasm, overwhelmed from both the pleasure and the mortifying interruption.
you swallowed everything, gently pulling off with a soft pop and wiping the corner of your mouth with a blush. isagi slumped back on the couch, chest heaving, looking completely dazed.
"...i think we sacred him.." he mumbled, covering his red face with both hands.
you climbed onto his lap and kissed his cheek with a grin.
"at least you finally got your first blowjob."
isagi peeked at you through his fingers, still flushed. "yeah..it was amazing."
Hyoma Chigiri — caught by his sis
chigiri had your thighs spread wide on his bed, his long red hair tickling the insides of your legs as he ate you out like a man starved.
his tongue moved with elegant precision. slow, teasing licks followed by firm, hungry strokes that had you gripping the sheets tightly.
"hyo..that feels so good," you moaned, one hand tangled in his silky hair.
he hummed against your cunt, the vibration making your hips twitch. his hands held your thighs open as he licked deeper, sucking gently on your clit before flicking his tongue over it rapidly. he was a natural—attentive, passionate, and devastatingly good with his mouth.
"you taste so sweet," he murmured, voice slightly husky. he looked up at you with those sharp, beautiful eyes, lips glistening with your arousal. "i could do this for hours.."
he leaned back in, sucking your clit into his mouth while sliding two long fingers inside you, curling them perfectly against your g-spot. your back arched off the bed, moans growing louder and needier.
"hyoo! hah—im so close, please,"
he doubled down, tongue working faster, fingers pumping steadily. your thighs started trembling around his head as the pleasure coiled tighter and tighter.
just as your orgasm was about to crash over you, the door to his bedroom opened.
"hyoma? have you seen my..." chigiri's sister paused mid sentence, eyes widening.
she was holding a towel around her wet hair, clearly fresh out of the shower. "i wanted to borrow your conditioner, but..oh."
you let out a mortified squeak and tried to close your legs, but chigiri's grip kept them open for another second before he finally lifted his head.
his sister's face turned bright red. "i-i didn't know you had someone over, my bad!"
chigiri wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, surprisingly calm despite the situation, though a faint blush dusted his cheeks.
"it's fine..just leave, please?"
his sister nodded quickly, clearly flustered. "right! sorry again! carry on or whatever.."
she rushed out and closed the door behind her.
you covered your face with both hands, dying from embarrassment. "oh my god..your sister just saw you eating me out i wanna die."
chigiri let out a soft chuckle and gently pulled your hands away from your face. his eyes were still dark with lust.
"she'll survive,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. "let's continue?"
he lowered his head again, tongue sliding back through your folds as if nothing happened. " no dying yet, i still haven't made you cum and 'm not stopping until i do three times."
"hah—hyo!"
Megruru Bachira — caught by rin
bachira had you bent over the desk in his room, pounding into you from behind.
he was in one of his feral moods—fucking you hard and fast, hands gripping your hips tightly. his cock stretched you open perfectly with every deep stroke.
"so tight and warm," he says breathlessly, leaning over your back. "i love how you squeeze me when i go deep like this.."
"meg..ahh! slow down a little!" you moaned, gripping the edge of the desk as he railed you. the desk creaked loudly under the force of his thrusts.
"aw baby, but you feel so good!" he pouts playfully, before suddenly changed angles and started hitting that spot inside you that made stars explode behind your eyes. "i wanna to hear more of those cute sounds..yeah, good girl."
his pace turned relentless, hips snapping against your ass as he fucked you. one of his hands snaked around to rub your clit, making your legs shake.
"gonna cum meg, 'm gonna cum!" you cried out.
"hah—shit, cum for me baby," he groans, thrusting harder.
your orgasm hit hard. you cried out, cun clenching around his cock as pleasure ripped through you. bachira groaned at the feeling, still pounding into you without slowing down, chasing his own high with that signature wild energy.
then the door slammed open.
"what the hell is this noise—?" rin stopped dead in the doorway, eyes widening in pure disgust.
bachira's hips stuttered for a second as he looked over at rin, still buried deep inside your twitching cunt. a big, mischievous grin spread across his flushed face.
"oh rin! wanna join?" he said cheerfully, giving one lazy thrust into you just to make you whimper.
rin's face twisted in horror and annoyance. "ew. you're disgusting. both of you. i can hear you from down the hall."
you buried your face in your arms on the desk, mortified, still full of bachira's cock and dripping from your orgasm.
bachira only grins, clearly unbothered. "we were? aw..my bad,"
"shut up," rin snapped, cheeks slightly red. "lock the damn door next time, idiot."
he turned around sharply and walked out, slamming the door behind him.
the second the door closed, bachira looked down at you. "hm..make more noise for me okay? let them all here."
you stirred slowly out of your sleep from the sounds of wet, slick sounds pumping into your ears. you were laying on your stomach, having to straighten up and slightly look over your shoulder to see . . .
you tried blinking open your eyes more to clear your bleary vision, seeing rin’s figure hovering over top of your legs. and he was . . . you couldn’t yet make out what he was doing.
“hah. . . ah. . . mmnn. . .” rin shuddered mouse-quiet whimpers that accompanied the consistent wet sounds.
and now you figured it out.
“r—rin?” you whispered, your voice raspy with sleep.
rin immediately stilled, a tiny hiccup halting his desperate pants. his eyes, which were slightly wet from a flustered heat, widened slightly.
“you’re awake— i wasn—”
“are you jerking off on me?” you interrupted him.
“m’sorry,” he whimpered, tugging his pants up. “i—i was just— m’not trying to be weird i swear—”
you let your upper body once again collapse on the bed, feeling too exhausted to even stop him. or maybe it was the fact you were actually turned on at how pathetic he seemed right now.
“whatever,” you murmured into the pillow, already closing your eyes to try and go back to sleep. “just don’t wake me.”
rin let out a shaky exhale. he pulled his pants slightly down again — though a little hesitant. however, he was super horny. he couldn’t help but give in to the feeling. seeing your body laid out like this; in shorts that make rin struggle to look anywhere else and a tank top that you put far too much trust in — it made blood rush to his dick fast.
he leaned forward a bit, his arm stretching out to rest his hand on the mattress near your torso to steady himself. his free hand wrapped around his pulsing cock, pumping up and down at a fast pace.
in a desperate attempt for more sensation, he pressed his sticky and red tip into the cleft of your ass, a whining groan escaping his spit-glossed lips as he did so. he began rubbing himself against you, swallowing back his weak moans. the faster he got, the more he trembled. both from the overheating pleasure and the fear of waking you up again.
his panting got shallower as he neared his release. he sucked back on saliva that almost dripped from his parted messy lips as his pace slightly quickened again.
“g’nna. . . c—cu— a. . .ahh. . .” he whined, his dick beginning to shoot sticky, warm ropes of cum onto the fabric of your shorts.
his hand pumped along his base more as he kept splurting out more cum, his thighs shaking from the stimulation gradually getting more and more intense.
“mmmmnn. . .” he mumbled shakily, finally pulling his hand away and pulling his pants back up.
he slowly set himself back at your side, his face sweaty and flushed from his orgasm and the energy it took to stay quiet for you.
he just couldn’t have waited. waking up in the middle of the night, feeling restless from how horny he was — seeing your sleeping frame didn’t make anything better. so he had to give himself a release somehow!
for this request!
pairings - older brother!sukuna x younger sister!reader
warnings - incest. piss/piss drinking. public sex
word count - 2.9k
Every year you remind yourself why you don’t enjoy spending time with your older sibling. He was grumpy on a good day, and on bad days, he’s down right cruel. The only time you seem to get a smile out of him is when you’re rolling your eyes at something crude he’s said.
“You’re such a pussy.” Sukuna scoffed as you merely dipped your foot into the shallow water on the shore, the wave that lapped at your ankle causing you to pull the appendage back in fear. “A grown woman, and you can’t even swim.”
“Yes I can!” You refute. It wasn’t a lie, per se, you were just a nervous swimmer and had a great fear of being swallowed by the ocean. Swimming pools were one thing, but the ocean was its own living breathing monster. “I’m only here because of you, be grateful.”
Your older brother’s birthday was around the corner and though you didn’t have enough money for a grand surprise, you wanted to do something special for him. What a mistake that was quickly becoming.
At first he grimaced at your offer of taking him out, doing whatever he wanted for the whole day, no holding back. But a thought crossed his mind that made him grin menacingly; the memory of you hating the beach made him light up like it was Christmas morning.
The sun was blazing, the waves were steady, you even just so happened to have bought a cute two piece with your friends that week to go tanning in. Everything was aligned to be a perfect day out; except for the stalling fear that you felt as you stood in front of the water, the swells of water reminding you just how unpredictable the ocean could be.
“You don’t even like swimming, why did you want to come here?” You complain.
You don’t even have the chance to turn and look at Sukuna before two bulky arms wrap around your rib cage and haul you into the water. A scream tears from your throat as your body goes weightless and begins to sink into the water.
Instincts kick in a bit too late as you try to move your arms through the water to keep your head up. Adrenaline has you so numb it isn’t until you hear, and feel against your back, a wholehearted laugh from your brother that you realize he was holding you upright.
“You are completely demented!” You turn to face him, seething at the fact that you have to crane your neck so far back just to meet his self-satisfied face. The water reached your chest and it felt like the sand would give way under your feet at any second.
“That’s why.” Sukuna says, hardly able to catch his breath after seeing how upset you look. “I just wanna piss you off today.” He shrugs as if that was a completely sane reason. He picks you up, your body nearly weightless with the water’s buoyancy, as he swims out farther into the ocean. “Come on, it’s not that scary.”
You don’t respond, you just sling your arm around his neck and hold on like it was life or death if you fell from his grasp. Looking around you notice there isn’t anyone around, the small bobbing of a few heads multiple feet away can be seen over Sukuna’s shoulder as you scan the water.
Legs lock around his hips and you don’t notice his growing erection prodding against your elevated bottom. Taking advantage of your occupied state and the waves that moved around your forms, Sukuna rolls his groin against you.
The hands cupped under your thighs moved down towards your ass with a firm grip that pulls you out of your alert state. The next thing that comes out of Sukuna’s mouth sobers you completely.
“I’m hard as fuck right now. Can I put it in you? As a birthday treat?”
You meet his maroon eyes and widen your own as you realize he was completely serious, expecting to be met with a grin on his face. Another one of his heinous jokes, of course. But you are suddenly aware of the large bulge that has been grinding against you for the last few minutes.
“Are you gonna drop me if I say no?” You ask, almost afraid of his answer.
“The fuck? You think I’m some kinda monster?” He asks in a half-angered tone, but the way he’s still moving his stiffening erection against your body tells you it's less than half. You give him a look and he rolls his eyes. “No, I’m not gonna make you do anything. But if you wanna make this birthday a good one, for once, it would be a great start.”
“Stop messing with me." You would shove him away from you but the idea of being left to swim back to shore alone keeps you from raising your palms. He's teasing you, you convince yourself, ashamed of the way your heart beats faster at the idea he wasn't. "Knock it off.”
“I’m not. You think I can get my dick this hard for just anyone?” Sukuna’s fingers are dangerously close to sliding underneath your bikini. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask for it yourself but you’re so goddamn hardheaded I’ve been blue balled for the past year.”
“Wha-”
“You accidentally liked my post, stupid brat. When mom and dad left you at home while they went to meet that big-headed baby of Jin’s.” Your mouth opens but nothing comes out, just the realization of that day. “Yeah, I came back home to get some weed for Fushiguro and you were already knuckle deep in that pussy. Door open and everything, little pervert.” He teased.
“That’s not what happen-” You try to reason but he cuts you off.
“Really? You were looking at my progress pics from the gym while you were moaning on your bed, I even got the notif that you liked it. Can't blame ya, my lats looked good that day." He is beyond amused at how you try to look away in embarrassment, only to have nowhere to hide. "I should have walked into your room with my dick out. But you’d probably have a heart attack if you saw it.”
He always did this; talking down to you like you were incapable of anything. You are tired of him always having the upper hand, always being the one to taunt and tease. One arm slips down from its hold on his shoulder and firmly grips his length through his swim trunks.
You try to keep a straight expression when you realize your hand cannot wrap around its girth fully. Slow but firm strokes have him caught off guard, a groan catches in his throat as your hand moves in time with his involuntarily jerking hips.
No wonder your older brother was always messing with you, you could get addicted to the high of seeing him knocked down a bit. You pull one of the triangle cups covering your breast down, exposing the soft flesh and the hardened bud in the center of it. His red eyes glaze over as he takes in the sight of your tit hovering just above the surface of the water.
“Look who’s about to have a heart attack now.” You taunt. The high of having him under your thumb is quickly extinguished as Sukuna pulls his cock out fully and shoves your bottoms off to the side.
“I’ll be nicer about this next time.” Is all he says before lining up your entrance with his tip and sinking deep inside of you, leaving you no time to prepare for the intrusion.
"Next time?" You attempt to question his statement, but you're unable to keep the conversation going when the round tip of his cock nestles deep inside of you.
The heels of your feet dig into the small of his back as you cross your ankles. There is a burn as you're stretched and a pained throb as you struggled to accommodate to his size. But you were not going to let him hold that over you too, too proud to let him win. You plead with your muscles to relax as you adjust to him.
“What’s wrong? Too big for you?” He can’t help but attempt to bait you into anger over his stupid comments.
And it works. But rather than it causing you to retort with an insult or a scoff, you use the leverage of holding onto his broad shoulders to move your body faster against his. A groan leaves his chest as you pull away and sink back down to the hilt with a moan of his name. “I can take it.”
The meeting of your flesh is slippery with the help of the water. The risk of being caught while intimate in public, no matter how distant civilization was from the two of you, only made you wetter with each plop of his hips.
“Don’t drop me.” You warn him as you dare to have one hand reach below the surface of the ocean and circle your clit. There was no way he was going to get all the pleasure from this alone.
You were embarrassingly wound up with only a few rapid thrusts, your clit throbbing for attention as you cry out with each bounce of your body.
Sukuna focused on holding you up out of the water enough to latch onto the breast you teased him with earlier. The way your walls were already milking his cock made him struggle to maintain his composure.
“You close?” He asks, bouncing you faster on his length. You feel as if you’ve become a toy for him to use and you could hardly keep up with his movements.
“I-“ your legs spasm as he hits a new, even deeper angle inside you. “Yes! I’m gonna cum!” You sob, thrashing and crying so loudly you fear it might just alert the whole beach. “Please don’t stop.“
Your walls squeeze him so tightly it would be almost painful if not for how close he was to reaching his peak.
“I’m almost mad at you for holding out on me for so long. I could die in this pussy.” Sukuna growls. He pulls one of your legs upwards to hang off his shoulder, bringing your cunt impossibly closer to where your bodies meet in sloppy thrusts. “I’m not gonna last.”
“Wait! Don’t cum in me.” You whimper as your orgasm takes hold of your better senses.
“Ugh!” Sukuna grunts through clenched teeth. “I can’t. I can’t pull out…”
Each thrust prolongs the buzzing pleasurable throb within your core. Your body releases tremors as he fills you over and over until his cock twitches and swells inside of you. You’re crushed tightly to his chest, smothered by the heat of his body, the sun, and the cocky grin of him getting away with something he was warned about.
“Dickhead!” You say and hit his shoulder, not willing to be compliant to him any longer.
“Fuck…” He pants, still dazed from releasing a year's worth of sexual tension inside of you in less than 10 minutes. “You’re not gonna get pregnant, right?” Finally, he snapped out of that post orgasm brainfog and looks at you seriously.
“No, I'm on birth control.” You admit, still keeping an irritated pout on your face as you feel his cum slide between your legs. Thank god for the seawater washing away the evidence. You angrily adjust your outfit and cringe as you feel half of his load spill out and into your bottoms.
“Then what was the problem?” Sukuna is getting frustrated with you again, his high now completely gone and drained from him.
“You ruined my new bikini.”
Sukuna glares at you before maneuvering you to cling onto his back. He starts swimming back to shore and mentions over his shoulder, “I should leave you out here to drown. Almost gave me an aneurysm over a fucking swimsuit.”
You say nothing to him as you make it back to the safety of the shore, sand clinging to your wet legs as you stomp back to the car you arrived in. Sukuna follows behind you with an amused expression across his features.
“I’m sorry, okay?” He says as he holds the passenger door shut, stopping you from locking yourself in the car. “I’ll make it up to you, brat. We’ll go to that stupid little ice cream place by the pier you like.”
That got your attention, you turn to face him, trapped between the car and his arms caging you in. “The one where they mix brownies into the scoops?”
“Yeah, that one.” He has that look on his face again, the one that makes it as transparent as glass that he has a bad idea running through his mind. “If you do something for me, I’ll even take you to that shop you always look at and get you a new bikini… I kinda fucked this one up.” He says while stroking your cheek, something unusually tender for him to do.
“What do you want me to do?” You ask. You can’t deny that the idea of him paying for one of those overpriced swim sets at the pier boutiques has you giddy.
“You wanna be a good sister for me, right?”
“Of course.” You nod.
He did have one too many beers while sitting on the shore but once he saw you strip your oversized shirt off and reveal the little number you had on for the beach, he cock was too hard to release his bladder. And now it was catching up to him.
“Think of it as the only birthday gift I’m gonna ask of you.” Sukuna smiles down at you while guiding you to kneel down in the sand, perfectly blocked from the view of anyone else by his body and the row of other cars on the far end of the beach. “Just open up for me.”
“You want me to blow you or something?” You ask while sinking your knees into the forgiving sand. You really didn’t want to, but Sukuna did promise to treat you later, and this trip was supposed to be about celebrating his birthday.
“Something like that.” Sukuna pulls his cock out and wills himself to not get hard again at the sight of you below him. “Stick out that tongue for me.”
You oblige, struggling to remain still as he taps the head against your taste buds a few times. When you attempt to hold his shaft he simply grabs your wrist mid-air and pushes it away. A blush darkens the high points of his cheekbones, flushed with concentration and lust.
A warm fluid hits your tongue, coating the inside of your mouth rapidly with a salty substance. At first you foolishly believe he ejaculated but the liquid continues to fill the open space of your mouth until it dribbles down your chin.
With a hurried pull backwards, your body harshly meets the resistance of the vehicle behind you. Sukuna, with a pained grunt, manages to stop the flow of piss from the tip of his cock. You grimace at him as you spit out all that remained on your tongue.
“That’s your punishment for keeping secrets from your brother. I could have been pounding that pussy this whole time if you weren't a brat trying to avoid me. Now open your mouth and let me finish.”
You are stunned to the spot, disgust marring your features as you are unable to remove the taste from your palette. A warm and heavy hand held your shoulder, not enough strength to hold you in place, but enough to remind you that you were at his mercy.
“You are never getting another birthday gift from me ever again!” You raise your voice as inconspicuously as you could in public. “And forget about anything for Christmas.”
You unhinge your jaw once more, wanting this over and done with. All too enthusiastically, Sukuna resumes filling your mouth with his brackish fluid and you struggle to hold it in the hollow of your mouth without dry heaving.
The pinching of your eyebrows, the quivering of your tongue as each drop hits the muscle, the light bob of your pharynx as some is instinctively swallowed down your throat. Every action is being burned into Sukuna’s memory, and it is a struggle to finish emptying himself before he gets hard again.
When the stream that felt as if it would never end finally comes to a halt, Sukuna quickly slaps his large palm over your mouth and moans as he watches your throat swallow his piss down. Your face switches between shock, disgust, and complete destitution as you gasp for air when he removes his hand.
“You’re the absolute worst sibling in the world.” You pant. Looking down, you see the glistening streams of urine that dripped down your body and pooled in the sand beneath you. “You’re disgusting.”
“Don’t be such a baby about it.” Sukuna says while condescending patting your cheek. “There are showers right over there.” He points to the row of elevated faucets that are used to rinse sand and salt off of your body, not piss.
You walk over there anyway, repulsed and wishing your brother had never been born, a curse to the world. He watches hawkeyed as you desperately try to cleanse the soiled skin of your chest and stomach. He’s already sporting a hard-on in his swim shorts and his hand is lecherously palming over the bulge, making a show of how much your misery entertains him.
As you slam shut the door to his car, you can only hope that the lingering taste of him will soon be replaced by the double, make that triple, scoop of ice cream he’s going to buy you.
you stirred slowly out of your sleep from the sounds of wet, slick sounds pumping into your ears. you were laying on your stomach, having to straighten up and slightly look over your shoulder to see . . .
you tried blinking open your eyes more to clear your bleary vision, seeing rin’s figure hovering over top of your legs. and he was . . . you couldn’t yet make out what he was doing.
“hah. . . ah. . . mmnn. . .” rin shuddered mouse-quiet whimpers that accompanied the consistent wet sounds.
and now you figured it out.
“r—rin?” you whispered, your voice raspy with sleep.
rin immediately stilled, a tiny hiccup halting his desperate pants. his eyes, which were slightly wet from a flustered heat, widened slightly.
“you’re awake— i wasn—”
“are you jerking off on me?” you interrupted him.
“m’sorry,” he whimpered, tugging his pants up. “i—i was just— m’not trying to be weird i swear—”
you let your upper body once again collapse on the bed, feeling too exhausted to even stop him. or maybe it was the fact you were actually turned on at how pathetic he seemed right now.
“whatever,” you murmured into the pillow, already closing your eyes to try and go back to sleep. “just don’t wake me.”
rin let out a shaky exhale. he pulled his pants slightly down again — though a little hesitant. however, he was super horny. he couldn’t help but give in to the feeling. seeing your body laid out like this; in shorts that make rin struggle to look anywhere else and a tank top that you put far too much trust in — it made blood rush to his dick fast.
he leaned forward a bit, his arm stretching out to rest his hand on the mattress near your torso to steady himself. his free hand wrapped around his pulsing cock, pumping up and down at a fast pace.
in a desperate attempt for more sensation, he pressed his sticky and red tip into the cleft of your ass, a whining groan escaping his spit-glossed lips as he did so. he began rubbing himself against you, swallowing back his weak moans. the faster he got, the more he trembled. both from the overheating pleasure and the fear of waking you up again.
his panting got shallower as he neared his release. he sucked back on saliva that almost dripped from his parted messy lips as his pace slightly quickened again.
“g’nna. . . c—cu— a. . .ahh. . .” he whined, his dick beginning to shoot sticky, warm ropes of cum onto the fabric of your shorts.
his hand pumped along his base more as he kept splurting out more cum, his thighs shaking from the stimulation gradually getting more and more intense.
“mmmmnn. . .” he mumbled shakily, finally pulling his hand away and pulling his pants back up.
he slowly set himself back at your side, his face sweaty and flushed from his orgasm and the energy it took to stay quiet for you.
he just couldn’t have waited. waking up in the middle of the night, feeling restless from how horny he was — seeing your sleeping frame didn’t make anything better. so he had to give himself a release somehow!
cw : piss, restraints, and exhibitionism. based on this request <3
Whenever Hakari is tight on cash, he knows that he can rely on you—his money maker. You are the prettiest little thing and his friends make sure he knows it, constantly commenting on how good you look, how well they'd treat you, how rough they'd fuck you if they had a chance.
He'd never let anyone have you, but he's willing to share if it means he can get something out of it too. Besides, Hakari knows that none of his friends can handle you the way he does. And that's exactly why he started this whole thing.
Late friday nights when he invites his friends over for a little gambling. They expect cards or dice on a table with some beers, only to be surprised when they go downstairs to find you.
Your wrists are handcuffed behind your back as you sit on your knees in front of a worn couch, nothing on except a cute pair of panties that Hakari picked out himself.
The rules are simple: they bet against Hakari, on what they can make you do—cum, squirt, cry, piss, tap out. It doesn't matter, as long as they don't mark you.
Tonight's victims are Yuji and Megumi, two boys who you've seen hanging around your boyfriend countless times.
Their expressions light up when they see you restrained on the floor, awaiting them. Their excitement only grows when Hakari explains the game to them.
And when Yuji nearly jumps out of his seat, ready to bet on how quickly he can make you cum around his cock, Hakari just grins and accepts the offer. Your boyfriend knows your body, and he can tell that Yuji doesn't have what it takes to make you cum before he does. Not even when he manhandles you on the floor so you're bent over in front of him, ass and pussy on display so he can eat you out from the back.
He holds you open for him while his tongue laps at your cunt hungrily, getting you so wet that you're making a mess of his face. You’re dripping so much that Yuji just can't help but fuck you now. He tries to reason that you'll cum when you feel his entire length stuffed inside you, since he knows how big he is.
But Hakari knows it'll take more than that—after all, you take his dick every night.
Yuji realizes his mistake the minute he presses into your tight pussy and your walls mold to the shape of him. He doesn't last long after that. Setting a pace so fast and harsh, your face is being smooshed into the floor while he pounds into you from behind for a whopping… three minutes.
The pink haired boy can't even be upset when he forks over the cash he owes Hakari because you felt so damn good, he'd pay double the price just to fuck you one more time.
But Megumi's been waiting patiently for his turn with his mind running in circles since he heard the words "piss" and "cry." He thinks you'd look so pretty in a mess at his feet like that.
To make things interesting, Hakari asks if they think you'll cry or piss yourself first. Of course they think that you'll pee first, because who knows how long you've been waiting down here for them. And wouldn't it be so nice if you cried after, utterly embarrassed to have done that in front of them?
Unfortunately, they underestimate just how much Hakari likes to control your bladder. Forcing you to hold it for extended periods of time until you're curled in a ball on the bed, begging him to let you go to the bathroom. So it's not a new sensation to have your andomen aching while the two boys press on your stomach and finger fuck you in a way that’s just mean, trying to coax an accident out of you.
You do so well for your boyfriend who's watching with a knowing grin on his face and a tent in his pants. Hakari couldn't be prouder of his sweet girlfriend when you finally start sobbing, glistening tears trickling down your cheeks when your bladder starts to hurt too much.
Only then do you let yourself relax, a steady stream of piss spilling from your cunt, the relief feeling like a reward for all your hard work.
Megumi and Yuji are visibly disappointed, but they should have known better—the house always wins.
꒰ა ꣑ৎ welcome to part one of the summer series dive into 15 high-heat, poolside & ocean-side featuring your favorite boys. grab your sunscreen, turn down the lights, and enjoy the waves ᡣ𐭩◟✦
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ꯱ֺ֪atoru effortlessly bypasses the resort’s security lock with a cheeky grin, pulling you into the moonlit pool for a secret midnight dip. under the glowing water, his limitless drops so he can hold your hips flush against the cool tiles, whispering filthy little praises against your lips while teasing how sweet your soft moans echo across the empty courtyard. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ȶֵٞhe beach is closed, but hawks scoops you up into his arms and flies you straight up into the secluded lifeguard tower. high above the dark crashing waves, he pins you against the wooden railing, wrapping his soft crimson feathers around your waist to keep you safe and warm while taking you completely breathless in the ocean breeze. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ꯱ֺ֪hido insists on slathering sweet-scented coconut spf oil all over your skin, but his wild energy turns a simple favor into pure heat. slick, heavy palms trace dangerously slow down your stomach and thighs, gripping your hips tight as he leaves cute, fiery bite-marks on your collarbone right under the sunbed umbrella. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ꯱ֺ֪neaking beneath the shaded wooden boardwalk to escape the blistering heat, toji backs you against a damp pillar with a hungry, lopsided grin. his large hand rests gently over your throat as he buries his face in your neck, taking full advantage of the heavy tourist footsteps overhead to hide every single needy sound you make for him. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ℓounge-floating across the clear water, kaiser demands total worship from his darling. pulling you onto his lap on the velvet daybed float, his wet blue hair drips on your collarbone as he pins your wrists above your head, setting a wicked, punishing rhythm that matches the gentle splash of the pool. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ꭤn unruly wave snaps your swimwear top, but before anyone can even blink, sanemi yank-drags you behind a secluded sea-rock formation. his rough, scarred hands lock possessively around your bare waist, growling sweet, jealous threats while marking up your sun-warmed skin before you can even cover yourself. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ჩidden in a peaceful tide pool away from noisy tourists, megumi tries his best to stay composed—until you start teasingly sitting in his lap. flushed red, his shadow-tinged hands pull you down into the warm waist-deep water, his quiet, needy growls lost completely to the rhythmic sound of crashing waves. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 𐐲insing off sand behind the beach house, kirishima’s chivalrous self completely snaps when he turns around to see cool water dripping over your bare shoulders. stepping inside the small wooden enclosure, he presses his hot chest directly against your back, needy and sweet while working you up right under the streaming showerhead. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 𑄈ut in the middle of a cool, freshwater lake, gagamaru’s raw strength makes buoyancy look like child's play. with a silly smile, he scoops you straight up by your thighs, pinning you tight against the wooden dock pylon while taking you deeply as the fresh water laps against your heated skin. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ꬻess sets up an utterly devoted, sensory game in the private pool, gently tying a soft silk scarf over your eyes. completely blind to your surroundings, you're left clinging to his chest while relying on his sweet, obsessed whispers and the guiding, worshipful touch of his slick hands beneath the water. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ɀooming far away from the resort shore, raichi cuts the jet-ski engine in the quiet middle of the ocean. loud, competitive, and fiercely possessive, he straddles you right on the vinyl seat, holding your hands tight on the handlebars while demanding you keep your balance while he drives you absolutely insane. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 ℓounging beside your friends on a high-end cabana bed, reo casually spreads a fluffy, oversized beach towel across both your laps. flashing an angelic, innocent smile to everyone nearby, his warm hand slips beneath the plush fabric, slowly playing with you right where no one else can see. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 գuiet and reserved all afternoon, giyu lets every bit of restraint snap once you're tucked away inside a hidden rocky cove. his soft lips trace slow, burning paths down your collarbones, licking the faint taste of sea salt off your skin while holding your waist in an intensely desperate grip. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𝒢𑄺 ditching the loud party on the yacht's main deck, sae pulls you down into the cool, private captain's cabin. naturally demanding, he pulls you flush onto the plush leather sofa, cupping your jaw softly to keep your eyes locked on his while showing you exactly who owns your entire body. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
𐔌. 𝒢𑄺 trapped in a damp sea cave as the rising tide starts splashing against your ankles, the sheer thrill gets the better of you both. kunigami scoops you up onto a smooth rock ledge, his muscular arms holding you completely secure while he takes you with deep, passionate thrusts before the tide comes in. 𝜗 ๋🎀𑂯
‧₊˚ 𓂃౨ৎ 🌊 this took all night but im finally done with the masterlist. gojo's summer smut will be posted later today or tonight, if you want to be apart of the taglist of course just askk, i will also have a summer hashtag so if you think you missed anything the hashtag will bring you right where you need to be. grab a towel before you leave—part two is going to get even wetter. 𝜗𝜚
synopsis . You can’t handle a kiss from your boyfriend because he has a really weird fixation with your mouth. content . afab!reader, established relationship, oral fixation, taunting, begging, mock sympathy, finger sucking, he’s kinda mean, light brat taming, choking, etc. (answering this request)
You’re not sure when it started but it seems as though your dear Hugo has taken quite the liking to your mouth.
You noticed within your first few kisses that something was different in the way his lips would weigh into yours. There was never anything brief about his mouth aligning with your own, but what really gave away his fixation with your mouth was when you caught the way he stared your lips down prior to taking them against his own.
It was as though he’d mapped out every curve and crevice of your mouth into his head, and then made sure to greet each bit with a greedy slip of his tongue.
At first, you wanted to say he was just a really passionate kisser. Then he started to pop a finger into your mouth in between them—watching and feeling the way you hum in surprise of his thumb intruding the connection.
Hugo wasn’t a man of many expressions but only when he took you by surprise mid-kiss did you feel a smirk threaten him. How could you not expect him to do something so obvious? One of his fingers was practically destined to enter your mouth at some point.
Even so, by the time your lips departed from his, he’d still have that neutral face with you which revealed absolutely nothing about what he was thinking. And accompanying this would be that thumb of his, pressing further down the center of your tongue whilst his eyes met yours.
The moment your gaze went wide, something low vibrated out from the back of his throat—so low you nearly missed it. Then his head would tip off to the left in a manner so slow you could feel your self shrinking in size from the gesture alone.
“You look cute like this,” The statement seemed innocent at first, honestly. But you saw it in his eyes how his mind was far, far elsewhere—and this realization was confirmed the moment he followed that up with, “Now suck.”
Even though you did—and quite diligently, at that—something in him still seemed unsatisfied with your performance. You figured that perhaps there wasn’t enough in your mouth?
Hugo, being many steps ahead of you as he always was, let his thumb produce a different angle within your orifice before he plucked it out past your lips. Then he wiped your own salvia across your bottom lip and tutted.
“You enjoyed that, huh?” An observation wrapped in a question, of which he already knew the answer to. When you nod, his eyes narrow. “Say it then,” his finger moved to your chin to tip your head further up, “Tell me how you liked having my finger in your mouth—how you enjoyed sucking on it simply because I told you to.”
Your lips moved to do exactly that, the words were prepared against your tongue—and yet, he interrupted you ever so rudely.
Hugo possesses a lot of qualities that can’t be described as anything else aside from thick. His fingers are no exception, and you’re made acutely aware of it as his index and pointer shove their way into your mouth before you could properly obey him.
He doesn’t smile, but you can still see how pleased his by seeing you like this. Especially as you begin to hum gibberish around his digits.
Can he understand a word you’re saying? Technically no. Does he try to have a conversation with you anyway since he cares little about the concept of silence around you? Well, yes.
“What was that?” His eyebrows lift ever so slightly and you swear he’s fighting the urge to smile at you, “You said you love having my fingers in your mouth, and that listening to me is your favorite thing to do? Aw.”
Your head shakes, and for a moment you debate on nibbling at his fingers. You don’t though, considering how he watches your mouth move to pout and how your eyes glare at him instead.
Hugo nods his head, “I see, I see. So then,” his eyes leave yours and find your mouth again. His cock twitches once he feels your tongue dancing in between his fingers, followed by a wet suck as he drives them in just a bit deeper. “Did you want my fingers elsewhere? Do you-, hah..” His words escape him once your hand grabs at his wrist and you bob your head back and forth a little.
The way your mouth feels enveloping his two fingers, how your tongue slathers all around them, the mixed sensation of wetness and warmth—all of these factors nearly give him the desire to give you what he knows you want. But more than that, he wants the impossible out of you first. He wants to hear you beg for what you want, and he wants to hear it clearly.
All while his fingers are in your mouth.
“Do you need my fingers elsewhere, perhaps?” His eyes narrow further on you and you push yourself forward just so you can gag on his fingers as if to answer him. That’s when he grins, “You do, don’t you? It’s a shame you can’t seem to beg me for it.”
“Mmmh,” a stubborn array of grumbles fly his way, but instead of making things easier for you, he merely thrusts his fingertips further. “Mmph?” the cadence of that hum is most obviously meant to be a please—he knows how you beg far too well.
Even so, he can’t find himself to care that you’re struggling to do what’s asked of you. You look far too cute like this.
“Fuck, was that your best attempt at begging? Can you really not say it any clearer than that? Poor thing.” He hums, pulling his fingers away from your mouth slowly just to watch the way you almost-drunkenly chase after him.
The moment his digits escape your lips, your hold on his wrist gets a little tighter and you pant, “Please?”
Hugo raises a brow and wipes his fingertips across your bottom lip, “Please, what?”
Your mouth opens and he fights the urge to just laugh at you as he interrupts you again. Your grip on his wrist is lost as he finger-fucks your throat properly this time around—watching the mess he makes of you whilst drool leaks out from the corner of your lips.
Then you make the stupid mistake of trying to pull your head away from him so you can ask for what you want, and he scoffs as if annoyed before using that free hand of his to bring it up to your throat.
“A couple fingers in your mouth makes you do really dumb things, huh. I’ll give you what you want when I feel like it,” Hugo breathes out, cock swelling between his legs, “You understand that much, yes?”
You nod, but words couldn’t describe how much he adored it when you tried to act like a brat with him. He loved putting you in your place more than anything. And that glossy look of need in your eyes… fuck, he had half a mind to quit teasing you and splay you out against the nearest surface available.
“All you have for me is a nod?” Hugo scoffs, “Am I annoying you, chérie?”
You can’t help but whine this time—there was no way of winning him over when he got like this. He’d drag out this teasing until you physically couldn’t take it anymore if you’d let him.
Even so, the whine from you prompts him to look down at the way you’re squeezing your legs together, and he lets out a sigh. One could say he might even feel bad for you considering he knows you’ve likely soaked through your panties by this point.
“Fine, fine,” His fingers leave your mouth but the hand at your throat remains as he gives it a light squeeze. “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood today. Strip.”
banner art by rororogi mogera || author’s note: this is for the biggest hugo fan ik @inciseleviathan <3
caging your partner and wearing the key as a necklace, the metal shining against your neck and resting heavy on your collarbone.
they get so needy and desperate to please when they see it, just the thought of you letting them go and freeing their cock driving them to beg for you.
it’s so close to them, dangling right in front of their eyes and dipping between your chest.
they think they would do anything to get you to release them, even if that involves swallowing their pride and wrapping themselves around your leg like some kind of pet.
“please master,” they beg, eyes flickering between your face and the key to their their pleasure, “please let me go, i’ve been so good, haven’t i?”
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Sae’s fingers lift your chin up, brushing your hair back. Most of it is stuck to your sweaty cheeks, and your eldest brother finds it quite endearing. “Keep looking at me, imouto. Is that limp dick pleasing you?” he asks, his lips curling into a barely-there smirk when you try to nod, yet your face is stuffed too full of his cock for it to do any good.
You hear Rin panting behind you, practically humping you as he drives his cock deep into you, savouring the way his little sister’s sweet, warm and welcoming walls clamp down on him everytime his pelvis comes flush with your ass. “Shut up,” he snarls at Sae, drool dripping down his chin.
The difference between your brothers is astounding. Sae is oddly gentle with you, brushing your maroon locks, so identical to his own, away from your face, yet the way he forces his cock down your throat is anything but. Rin sounds like he’s dying back there, too consumed by how deliciously your cunt is practically sucking him in deeper with every snap of his hips to even care about whatever he’d been fighting with Sae about earlier. His gasps break into desperate whimpers, and you register your eldest brother scoffing.
“You can’t even make our little sister feel good? What kind of big brother are you, Rin?” He scoffs, the hand in your hair tightening into a fist as he rams his cock down your throat. Your squeals are muffled by the thick meat in your mouth, your hands gripping onto his thighs for dear life. “Just a few years away from my siblings, and the both of you have turned into utter sluts. Honestly, I’m not surprised.”
“Shh—shut up, nii-san,” Rin gasps out, his brows furrowing as his pace grows sloppy. “Y’re so full of shit.” He breathes your name, his clammy hands gripping your hips to the point of where you can feel the way his blunt nails dig into your flesh. “S’good, fffuck,” he’s whimpering and whining shamelessly now, the grip of your cunt dumbing him down into the mess he is now.
Your eyes roll back when your Rin rolls his hips just right, nudging at that spongy spot that sends you right over the edge. You don’t even have the time or the ability to let either of your brothers know of your orgasm as you clamp down on Rin so hard you feel him struggle to move. You reckon they get the gist.
“Ah, ah, oh— oh, imouto, you’re going to kill me here,” he moans, literally moans, his voice climbing an octave as he follows along with you, raising his hips back so that his cock slips out with a wet squelch. Creamy, white ropes of cum spill down your back as he heaves above you.
Sae looks more bored than ever, still guiding your head up and down on his cock. He lets you suckle on the tip when you whine about your jaw aching, yet you know it’s not enough for him. “Tepid,” he states. You don’t know if it’s directed towards you or your brother.
He pulls you off of his cock, seemingly tired of the kitten licking. You roll onto your side, where Rin’s seed hasn’t dried yet, effectively dirtying the sheets further.
“That was so painfully tepid, Rin. Have you been doing this to her this whole time?” Sae deadpan, shuffling off the bed as he approaches the younger. Rin steps back out of instinct, his brows furrowing further as his eyes narrow at him. “What’s it to you?”
“You’ll never please her like that, you idiot.” He rolls his eyes, gripping his shoulder as he pushes the younger onto the bed. “Get down, otouto. Since nothing will get through your thick skull, I suppose I have to demonstrate for you.”
“What? No way,” Rin splutters, trying to escape, but Sae pulls him back by his waist with ease. “Don’t try to run. This is for your own good, Rin.” He tugs Rin’s shorts all the way down, revealing his ass. Fishing his cock out of his own trousers, he relishes in the way Rin gasps at the feeling of his tip nudging at his virgin hole.
“Oh god, nii-san, just hold on—“ Sae spits right on the spot where he and Rin would be connected, an you stare in disbelief as Rin lets out a noise you didn’t think him capable the moment Sae penetrates him. He’s in shambles, sobbing and whimpering into the sheets as Sae’s hips press flush against his own. It’s… admittedly, quite hot, as it’s got you rubbing your thighs together.
“C’mere,” Sae beckons you over, his hand curling around your waist as your lips meet his in a wet, all-consuming kiss. You sigh into his mouth, palms flat on his chest as your tongue dances with his. Rin isn’t holding up very well, his brain completely shut off by now, babbling nonsense into the sheets.
“Mmfh, nii-san,” you mumble between kisses, trying to pull back. Sae chases after you anyways, pulling out a wretched sob from Rin from how deep he was inside of him. Sae mumbles your name in return, uncaring at how messy the both of you had become, drool coming down both of your chins.
He finally lets you pull away to breathe after a few nudges, his breathing heavy as he turns back to Rin, focusing on punching the living air out of him. Just as his voice somehow begins to climb an octave higher, Sae rips his orgasm from him by stepping back, letting his cock slip out of his gaping hole.
“Nii-san?! Wha— Why? What did I do?” Rin’s voice breaks, humiliation washing over him as tears begin to prick his eyes. It strokes Sae’s ego just the right way, and you catch the way his lips quirk into another smirk that is gone as quickly as it came. “Turn around, Rin.”
He scrambles to do so, lying on his sweat-drenched back. Sae knocks his legs apart, moving to step between them as he slides right back in. Rin lets out an obscene moan, fingers curling into the sheets as the bed creaks under each piston of your eldest brother’s hips.
Sae’s hand finds your waist again, pulling you close until your thigh is pressed against Rin’s foot. “Touch him,” he tells you, jerking his chin at the space between your brother’s legs. His cock is standing tall against his stomach, jerking with each prod at his prostate, the tip a deep shade of red and leaking pre like a leaky faucet.
You reach forward, clumsily grasping Rin’s meat. He jerks and sputters at your touch, hips raising to meet your fist with each thrust. You aren’t even moving your hand— he’s basically doing the job for you. “You’re doing good,” Sae’s breath tickles the shell of your ear. “Keep going. Great job, imouto. Touch him ‘til he spills all over your fist, m’kay?”
You nod, swallowing the saliva that’d pooled beneath your tongue as you slowly begin to stroke in tandem with Sae’s pace, your hand sliding up to press the heel of your palm against the angry tip.
Rin seizes up at the pressure, the extra stimulation sending him into a premature orgasm as ropes of his seed spurt from his tip, painting your hand a pretty cream color. “Fuck, fuck, fuck—“ He’s literally ugly sobbing by now, tears streaking down his sharp cheekbones, snot and drool running down his chin along with whatever other bodily fluids.
Sae isn’t that far behind from what you can see. His face has tightened, brows furrowing and his nose scrunches up in that familiar way he does when he’s focused. His hand on your waist slides down to the curve of your ass, dipping between your thighs to feel how slick you’d become.
You gasp when his calloused fingertips find your clit, stimulating you in the same way you did Rin. “Nii-san,” you breathe, falling forward into your big brother’s arms. He holds you close to him, leaning down to capture your lips again.
You catch the way his breath stutters when he finally spills inside of your brother’s warm walls, desperately tongue-ing it out with you in an attempt to hide the way he falters. You hear Rin moan, his voice all raw and broken. He looks broken, you think.
Sae pulls back from you, panting against your face and retracting his wrist between your legs before he finally pulls himself free from Rin, and you watch in awe at how his seed begins to seep out of your brother’s gaping hole.
He steps back, admiring his work. Rin is a wreck, still trembling against the sheets, and you are gorgeous under the light, watching how your brother learns just how exactly he should be treating you.
Your eldest brother gives the both of you only a few minutes to catch your breath before he’s beckoning the both of you over. “Get up, Rin.”
Sae tuts at the both of you, shaking his head. “Down, both of you.” You don’t hesitate, both of you sinking to your knees before your eldest brother. He pets both of your heads, absorbing the way his little whorish siblings are so obedient to him. “Clean me up.”
Fuckboy Shidou! Who made it his mission to get every living, breathing female creature on campus to scream his name in pleasure. Getting his dick wet in every hole they offered until graduation.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who was about 80 % there already. Even having managed to stick his cock into the hot exchange professor after class once. To everyones suffering, he still brags about it.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who's so into it, he even made a list of names that are still missing to achieve his perverted little goal. And your name sticks out like lightning to him.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who tries to make deliberate advances towards you at the next party. Only to get his ego bruised when you decline all of them with a simple ‘Not interested. Sorry.’ and a shrug of your shoulders.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who flirts with the secretary to get your timetable and sits a few rows behind you in your classes instead of attending his own and follows you around town when you're out meeting friends, just to get a feel for what you like.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who can't get over someone saying no to his charm and starts courting you to the point he forgets all about other girls.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who finally gets you to say yes to a date. Only to realize that he doesn't have any clue on how to prepare something like that. How was he supposed to impress you enough you'd let him into your pants?!
Fuckboy Shidou! Who seemingly did manage to impress you enough to have you sprawled in his sheets the same night. Completely impressed by the way you can keep up and match his freak.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who can't get enough of you and your sweet body. The way your desperate begging and pleas for more, turn into whimpers of his name with your trembling legs locked around his hips even though you say it's too much.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who was never one for giving oral. Not seeing the point in wasting his limited time with a chick on something he doesn't get any stimulation from when his dick always seemed plenty enough to get them to limp out of his room satisfied. But who then is greedily licking in between your thighs, never wanting to stop tasting.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who was so intent on throwing you out in the morning, like every other girl, but finds himself pulling you closer into his chest on instinct when the first rays of sunshine hit his eyes.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who gets made fun of by his whole frat for finally succumbing to one simple girl after strutting downstairs with hickeys, bite marks and scratches all over his shirtless self.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who takes his friends' comments as an insult to your striking beauty, your perfect body and overwhelmingly tight cunt and is ready to throw punches at his mates for it. They just don't understand.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who gets all tense when your smaller hand finds his and whose ears turn a bright red at how you stand there in just his shirt, rubbing your tired eyes and mumbling something about breakfast.
Fuckboy Shidou! Who's tugging you along out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room, grunting in displeasure over his own stupid behavior and muttering something about showing everyone who's boss. His mates are still dying in a fit of laughter as he pounds you into the mattress again for good measure.
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