bully!shoko who ties your legs wide open so you can't clamp them shut when you cum, just so she can pull another couple orgasms out of you and render you her dumb little mess
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bully!shoko who ties your legs wide open so you can't clamp them shut when you cum, just so she can pull another couple orgasms out of you and render you her dumb little mess
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Something about the idea of Naoya on his knees, begging you to help become a better man…
He knows he’s rotten to the core, knows he doesn’t deserve the grace you’ve shown him and that only makes him want it more, to prove to you he can be better. To stop the feeling of you pulling away from him.
And you don’t believe him, not really, but maybe it’s your own foolish hope that wants to. Wants to believe that he won’t immediately turn around and fuck everything up. That you won’t be doing this again in a week, a month at best.
His hands wrap around the back of your thighs, gripping onto them for support as he looks up at you with big, teary eyes. He murmurs things like ‘please,’ and ‘I need you,’ and ‘don’t hate me.’
Your eye twitches at the audacity. He flinches when your hand comes down, it wouldn’t be the first time you slapped him for his vile behavior, but you gently caress his flushed cheek and wipe a falling tear away with your thumb instead.
“You done yet?” Your words are softer than intended, softer than he deserves for all he’s put you through. He nuzzles his pretty face into your hand as he nods, chin bumping the seam of your thighs. You feel that god awful clench in the soft spot of your heart for him. “This is your last chance.”
It’s not and you both know it but he nods again anyway like he’s at least trying to take you seriously.
His pathetic pleas turn into ‘thank you’s as his hands travel up your thighs, cupping briefly over the swell of your ass before sliding his fingers into the waistband of your pants. He tugs the material down slowly, gently, his back straightening to press kisses to each new inch of exposed skin.
This is Naoya’s way of apologizing—his tongue slipping over the fabric of your panties to tease your clit—the only way he knows how to make it better.
His eyes never leave yours, not even when you toss your head back to moan into the stuffy air of your bedroom. They stay in place, waiting for your gaze and with it your approval—the acceptance that this is who he is—to return.
shoko sitting on a chair actually gave me an intense orgasm
i would literally trade my life to be a pathogen so i can get into sukunas third line of defense so i can be destroyed by his immune system
i physicically need to have shidous sweaty, musky scent as my perfume. if i could collect every drop of sweat he had after a match i would use it to wash myself religiously with so i can be engulfed in his own scent anytime anywhere dude 🥹✌️
how the fuck do i read the godamn x reader fanfiction on this damn app