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🐆💋 — imagining michael being teased by you relentlessly, your lips rubbing over his tip, tongue licking up the base of his dick. you’ve been doing it for the past two minutes, just so you could hear his whimpers. or, michael finally inserting himself in you, your pussy taking him in while you call him sweet names. your hands are dragging down his back. or, maybe he’s lying on the bed, you on top as you ride him slowly, purposely teasing the tip of his dick with your wet pussy before sliding down and rocking into him. your nails drag down his chest, leaving marks on his skin as he begs you to continue, he’s so close to cumming, almost embarrassed at how fast he’s reaching. also, adding the fact both of you have a breeding kink so he really becomes a whimpering mess when your pussy drips out a mixture of his cum and yours, only for him to slide his dick back in you to fill you up.
ahhhhh i just watched the michael jackson movie today and omfg i cried like a baby 😭and left with my old crush reinvigorated like ugh 6 year old me knewww wtf was up when she first laid eyes on him😭 have any of you seen it yet?
"I fucked her in the morning, I fucked her in the evening, I fucked her on the porch."
The one where frat president!Sukuna doesn't think his new pledge deserves a girlfriend as hot as you.
*unedited | inspired by fucking your girl - devon hendryx
hope u guys enjoy :) comments are appreciated <3 hate will be deleted
Respect is earned not given. That saying is one of a few that Sukuna lives by. And when it comes to the new pathetic pledge who had the audacity to try and join his frat…well. It’s needless to say that respect is the furthest thing he’s earned so far.
However, what he has earned is being an involuntary cuck to the president of the fraternity he’s so desperately trying to brown nose into and his very own girlfriend. All while he preoccupies himself with getting spanked by paddles and having his ass branded with the logo of Sigma Kappa Whatever The Fuck bullshit into his flesh.
At first it was more of a ‘fuck you’ to your boyfriend, when it came to getting you in bed, some stupid form of establishing dominance over who he presumed was the weaker man. But he’d soon realize maybe he was the weaker one after all, when hooking up with you turned into a habit he couldn’t kick.
Being with you quickly became a routine of assuagement and primal unwinding, something neither of you had realized you needed until you found each other. You needed it after juggling schoolwork as well as your part time job. Whereas Sukuna needed it after shouldering responsibilities of keeping the frat together along with maintaining his grades in all his courses to keep said position within the frat.
Simply put, you find relief in each other. No guilt is to be had because of this, or at least not anymore. Not after realizing the neglect from your boyfriend stems from him seeking approval from a collection of other men who didn’t care if he lived or died. So you let the very man who your boyfriend would do anything to impress, bend you over whatever surface he chooses that day to remind you with every thrust that he’s fucking you harder and better than your boyfriend ever could.
Sukuna loves to fuck you in the morning, loves to roll over and admire the way the sun peeks through the curtains and splays across your nose bridge and lips, like nature itself is beckoning him to have you. You wake up to slow and deep kisses, to his own nose nudging your cheek and his large, warm hands caressing your lower back, thumbing at your soft skin and purposefully tickling your sensitive spots.
He always laughs when you sleepily giggle yourself awake, greeting him with weak attempts of shoving him away. You always lose though, you never push him further than half an inch before you’re being hulled on top of him to feel his growing cock flush against your panty covered cunt.
His hand will find your ass like a magnet was instilled in his palm and within your lower half, pushing you flush against the bulge in his tightening boxers. He never fails in instinctively grinding his hips up to meet yours, always impatient and always starving for you and your wet cunt.
“Feel that?” he’ll pant in your mouth through a shaky grunt, his free hand behind your head to force you in place as you kiss him or to ensure you stay still while he trickles his hot mouth across your jaw and down the sensitive pane of your throat. Knowing all too well that you squirm when he reaches your ticklish spots.
And when you don’t answer, too lost in the mind numbing pleasure of feeling the friction from his leaking tip against your clothed clit, he’ll raise his hand and force it down against your ass, breathily exhaling a snicker into your collarbone when you whine and nod dumbly, whimpering a quiet,”Y-yes,” above him, rutting yourself against him.
When he finally slips inside, it simultaneously eases the burn he built inside you from all the petting and grinding yet somehow worsens it, forever adding fuel to the flame you don’t think will ever abandon you when it comes to him. The stretch is always ever present and stinging but it hurts so fucking good.
The pinch of pain never lasts but a twisted little part of you likes it, you like knowing he has to work himself inside your little pussy, that it takes some effort to fit himself in your hole like you’re a shrunken sleeve being fed too many inches of cock.
You can feel each other’s most intimate pulses when you fuck, he can feel your cunt grip him and squeeze him like its got a mind of its own, sucking him and trapping him inside you while you feel his cock pulse and twitch inside you, nearly swelling from how tight your grip on him is.
He swears it feels better in the morning too, completely fresh off the wake. And sometimes he’ll have you ride him nice and slow while he takes a hit of his bong, after he’s held it up to your lips of course. Ladies first, after all.
He loves how the weed and the morning itself makes you all loosened up for him, how you won’t bother to silence yourself and will plant your hands on his chest and take his cock all the way inside you.
He loves how you’re more vocal with what you want when he gets you high and fucked out like that. How you’ll grab his hand and place it on your lower belly and beg him to push down so the pressure of his fat cock in your lower tummy increases.
And of course, his rule of ladies first continues on beyond bong hits and transcends into usually wanting you to cum first. So with feeling his own cock nudging into your tummy and against his palm, he’ll slip his other hand between your soaked bodies and rub your clit the way you like it done, smirking lazily when your grinding hips momentarily lose their rhythm from being caught off guard with the sudden added pleasure.
“Cum on this dick baby c’mon, ‘know you feel me in your shit, just let go,” he’ll grunt, pushing down harder on your tummy and clit until you’re spasming and creaming around the thick girth of cock you’ve got buried in you.
Once you’re limp he’ll lay you down in prone bone and slip back in, toying with the fat of your ass while he fucks you hard from the back, grunting in your hair and kissing the crown of your head as he cums deep inside you, shooting a load so fat it comes drooling out the second he pulls out. Giving him a hefty mess to clean before you both have to hurry to your morning lectures.
You don’t get to see each other often in the evening, as that’s when you both are labored with your most demanding labs and courses, but on the rare occasions in which you two have a pocket of free time, you choose to fill it with each other. You used to do so with your boyfriend, but he’s too busy trying to get in good with men who view him as nothing but a joke, so you doubt he minds.
Even if he did, you don’t care, Sukuna has a funny way of making everything around the two of you feel obsolete and unimportant. He’ll bring you to picnic tables at the park behind the quad and fuck you right then and there, utilizing the darkening skies and the trees surrounding you both to shield you from prying eyes.
It’s a little more rushed than when he fucks you in the morning, but never unsatisfying. He has your legs over his shoulders and your knees nearly hitting your ears as he fucks you, his cock nestled between your soaked lips and shoved to the hilt in your cunt. His lips are smashed to yours, swallowing every shaky breath you’re barely able to produce as he takes what's his.
“Missed you today, didn’t think I’d get to see you,” he grunts, knocking into you hard, his large hand cradling your throat both lovingly and tightly, keeping you pinned below him. “M-missed you so much ‘kuna, jus’ needed to see you,” you’ll whimper, tightening your legs around his waist and locking him deep inside you. “Yeah?” he’ll breathe out, tugging down your neckline to watch your tits bounce.
“Needed me to take care of you huh? Shrimp dick can’t do half of what I do to you,” he’ll pant, both flexing what he has over him and as a thinly veiled attempt of asking for reassurance that it's him you prefer over the two. And without fail, you always soothe the slow cooking nerves inside him, bringing them down to a simmer rather than the bubbling broil, nodding and moaning his name and how much you love his cock.
As if to hide the immense relief your words bring him, he’ll grab your calf while he’s got you folded nearly in half, and squeeze your soft flesh, turning his head to hide from your heavy lidded gaze and to kiss your inner thigh. Acting as his one last grace of gentleness before he unloads himself inside you. His thrusts get mean and harsh but you never came to him to be treated like you were something delicate to begin with, so you welcome it happily.
“Fuckin’ own this cunt now, y’know that right?” he’ll grunt in your ear, slamming his hips down into yours, bruising your poor pussy with his bullying cock slipping deep inside you. “Y-yes ‘kuna,” you’ll choke out, poor throbbing clit humming with waning pleasure every time the center of his deep cut v-line grazes it. “Tell me your cunt is mine, say it – say it.” he’ll pant like a madman, purposefully holding back his orgasm until he hears you repeat back what he wants to hear.
And when you finally tell him what he yearns to hear, he’ll let go, groaning thickly into the grass beside your head as he cums inside you, fucking you with twitching hips to make sure he uses your pussy properly and milks himself dry. He’ll eat you out afterwards once he’s caught his breath, abusing your overly sensitive clit on his tongue until you’re trembling and shoving his head away from your tense thighs.
But he likes to leave you weak and nearly lightheaded from an orgasm, it always makes walking more difficult for you and therefore forces you to lean on him as he takes you back to your dorm. And he may or may not like how it feels having you hang off his arm like that.
Fucking in the park – even when its dark out was and is risky enough for you, you’re always scared you’re going to get caught, naturally making those little stints of sporadic action the most public you were willing to get with Sukuna.
Keyword, were. Sometimes when there's no hectic activity occurring and it’s seemingly empty outside, he’ll bring you to the porch swing at the frat house and sit with you. You’ll sometimes hold each other with nothing to say, the act of affection doing enough talking for the both of you. Other times you’ll study there together and help each other with exams, him more so with you considering he’s already taken a majority of the courses you’re currently enrolled in due to you being a freshman and him being a junior. And most times it’ll unravel into more.
It usually happens when it’s quiet and you two are just holding each other. He’ll lean down to kiss you, a genuine act of adoration that goes unspoken, but it can never stay short and sweet, not between you two. It’ll wind up with your pussy on his knee, rubbing yourself against him while his cock throbs in your palm. You’re so cute like that, at least in his eyes. Like a little desperate bunny fucking herself on whatever she can get between her legs while her paws busy themselves with a fat cock that twitches for her and her only.
You’ll just about soak his fucking knee when you get all worked up, panting in his mouth and planting warm and desperate kisses wetly across his face, whimpering for a release while you fist his cock. He’ll fuck your wrist and guide you along his thigh, flexing his muscles to give you more to work with. “Wanna cum, pl-ease, lemme cum,” you’ll beg, and oh how he loves it when you beg.
“You’re the only one stoppin’ yourself, cotton tail. Keep fucking yourself on my leg, I won’t say no.” he’ll tease, lightly thumping his thigh up and against your dampening panties. He’ll snicker at you lovingly, watching you fumble about and try to gyrate over his toned thigh, trying to find the best position to hump over, using him like nothing more than a grinding pad for your clit.
“Spit on it,” he’ll nod towards his cock, sighing with feigned exasperation when he grabs your hips and angles you just right, smirking when your breath catches in your throat and you begin rutting harder against him.
“Nuh uh, don’t fuckin’ stop just because it feels good, keep going.” he’ll remind you when you start to focus more on how good his thigh feels against your clit and less on jerking him off. You’ll nod bashfully with an empty little head, dangerously close to cumming as your shaky hand pumps him up and down. When you do finally cum, he has to keep you still with his big strong arms wrapped around your waist, keeping your hips firmly grounded to his thigh.
You’ll leave his thigh drenched and it never fails to leave him in awe at the mess you manage to make, but it doesn’t distract him for long enough before he’s guiding your mouth towards his cock to finish him off as a thanks for allowing you to use him like a toy.
Overall, fucking you has been the highlight of this term’s quarter, and due to that, Sukuna has decided that when the time comes, he’ll initiate your stupid boyfriend into the frat. Solely to keep that dumbass preoccupied and to keep you more available for himself. What he won’t tell you is that he’s waiting for the day you call it quits on that idiot for good and become his officially.
And to be honest, he’s wildly confused as to why you haven’t yet. Because frankly, what the fuck does Naoya Zenin have over him anyway?
Thinking about titus taking out all his anger on you — his wife, after a heated argument.
ꫂ᭪݁ warnings/tags. unprotected sex, smut, aggressive!titus, age gap (never mentioned, but reader is younger than titus).
Titus has your head squished into your pillow as he plows into you repeatedly from behind.
You and him had got into a heated argument, something about - keeping him in check and making sure he doesn't go out of his lane.
Titus didn't like that. He doesn't like being bossed around like a child, because he wasn't. He was a grown man who made his own decisions - not very good ones at that.
Tears were streaming down your face and drool was falling from your mouth, staining the pillow beneath you.
"You think - you fucking own me, until you're under me," a groan falls from his mouth, "getting your brains fucked out." Titus huffs as his hand comes into contact with your ass, giving it a hard slap just like the other three he gave before those.
Each slap, your ass arched up as if you were begging for more; your body was numb and your pussy was puffy and sensitive - you didn't know how long he had been sliding his dick in and out of your sopping walls.
But it was overwhelming, the constant hair tugging and mean words falling from his mouth - it was... a lot for you.
Titus leans forward and down to your ear, grazing his teeth right below your ear lobe, which got a lazy whine out of you. "I got a new challenge for you, baby." Titus grunts against your skin, leaving a soft kiss; the only soft kiss you've gotten all day.
"You wanna hear it?" He whispers, biting down on your soft flesh. You bat your teary eyes, trying to get any type of sound out. But you couldn't- your mouth felt dry.
Titus grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls your head back, making you look him in the eyes. They were dark and cold with no thought behind them. "Fucking answer me, when I ask you a question!"
"Yes!... I wanna hear it." You cry out- your voice was raspy and rough. Nonetheless titus was happy with your answer, and how easy you obey him if he just pushes the right buttons.
"I fuck... this pretty pussy- until dawn," he pauses, taking a deep breath, "how's that sound? s'that good for my girl?" He huffs out, cupping your face and bringing you into a rough kiss.
A pained groan slipped from your lips as titus bit down on your bottom lip- you still had mini cuts recovering on your lip, from how many times he bites down on them, just to drain your blood and taste it.
He pulls back with your blood smeared across his mouth, "I can... handle it." You say, barely above a whisper. Titus swipes his tongue over his lips, moaning at the bitter taste of your blood.
“I knew my girl had it in her.”
so I scheduled this for 12 pm NOT AM. IM SOOO IRRITATED. If you saw this already on my page, no you didn’t.
hi beautiful princesses i just got back from a 10 day trip to japan and im all sick and feel like shit ☹️i have a bunch of ideas for fics but im so weak and exhausted i have zero energy to write 😣just know once i feel better i will have a bunch of stuff in da works <3
love me harder was amazing!!!! but for the armin one all i can think of is that her hgs are gonna actually kill her LMAO 😭😭😭 ik they were sick for her loll
thank you so much hehe!!! but LOLLLLL yeahhh😭😭😭 reader is in for it when she tries to sneak back into her dorm and is like Um why does everyone look mad…
