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Your luka fic was so peak oh my god 😩 is it possible that we get more of him in the future?

Yes! I want to start and finish an Ivan fic first then maybe make another of Luka 🤔

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SATORU GOJO

WARNINGS:SEXUAL CONTENT, AGE GAP, BREEDING KINK, RIVALS TO LOVERS, JEALOUSY, CREAMPIE

NOT FINISHED/DRAFTS

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Satoru Gojo has never really hated anyone..sure there were people he found annoying but to say he hated them would be a strong word. He could confidently say in his heart that he never hated anyone…that was until he met you. An Older jujutsu Sorcerer…winning him by four years he was ‘forced’ into having to respect you. By Suguru of course. Though he never really liked you for the simple fact that you’d always find a way to poke fun at him. He couldn’t master a certain technique and you could? Sounds like he’s just horrible at what he does.

Down playing him simply because he was younger, he knew that’s what you were doing to him. Yet to Suguru who was the same age as him, you’d always show him the respect he had shown you. He’d roll his eyes in annoyance when finding out him and you were assigned on a mission together. “Maybe they’re just like that with you because of how casually you talk to them Satoru! They are your senior.” At Suguru’s boring explanation he just rolled his eyes once more and shrugged.

“Didn’t know I’d have to be babysitting today..” You hummed which immediately seemed to tick off Satoru. “You think you’re so funny huh…”He muttered while glaring at you with a pout. You almost laughed in his face if it wasn’t for the fact that you had your cigarette in your mouth. “Don’t be too mean to Satoru now (Y/N) you know he’s sensitive.” It was like Suguru and you were in the teasing together at this point, except he expected it from Suguru and didn’t mind it…but from you? “Both of you are so annoying! Why are you even here don’t you have other friends to be annoying!”

Puffing out a smoke you simply ignore him while continuing to talk to Suguru as if Satoru wasn’t standing right there in front of you. It was stuff like that that pissed him off. He wasn’t invisible! He was the one standing in front of you.

He hates you!

He hates you so much!

He hates how you look at him with those teasing eyes of yours, hates how your hands brushes against his own when you’re handing him something, hates the lingering smell of your cigarettes when you leave his home after being invited by Suguru to spend the night with them. Everything there is about you..he hates. Sure he may be currently pressed against the wall by you as you pound into his puffy cunt..but that doesn’t mean he hates you any less. God he hates how your biceps wrap around his body and pick him up with such ease. Cursing in your ear about how much he hates what’s being done to him.

You’re pressing your lips against his flushed ear and whispering so many dirty things that it just happens to make him even more wet. Trying his best to turn his head from you he whimpers and shakes his head. “S-shut up! You’re so fucken e-embarrassing!! Hngh!! Just shut up!!” At his harsh words you pick up the pace on his pretty pussy. The loud lewd sounds making their way towards his ears and have him shivering out, eyes rolling slightly at the tip of your cock presses against that spot he knows you know he loves. “I’m embarrassing? Weren’t you the one begging me to cream inside your pretty cunt? Telling me how much you’ve been craving this again.”

If he didn’t have your cock shoved inside of him he’d probably laugh in your face and deny it. “F-fuck you! Can’t you just do what you’re told and shut up!? You t-talk so damm much!” At his sudden rudeness you just grunt in annoyance..you didn’t mind his often useless words but when he was the one who begged for you and now he’s acting like you forced him.It was beginning to annoy you. Punching out a squeal with your cock you make sure to pick him up at a more comfortable position. Your teeth taking ahold of his ear, tugging at the ear lobe before licking down and bitting at the soft part.

Soon you’d do what he asked and shut up. While he’d be begging you so stupidly with tears in his eyes for you to say something again to him. But for now you need to bully him a bit to turn him into a dumb mess. “If only that stupid mouth of yours was Suguru’s I can’t stand when someone younger than me gets so bratty..with the way you act I’d think you’re the older one.” At the mention of his best friend he sniffles and pauses a bit. Hiding his face into your neck he scoffed softly. “As if…it’s not like he’d even want to do something like this with you…” yeah he’s 100 percent right..His best friend would never even dare to do it with you. He’s not like that! He has better standards.

“He might not be some big shot like you Satoru..but you should see the way he begs for me to breed him…He just loves to get filled up by me.” He does? You’ve done this with him before? Satoru thinks to himself..his hands squeezing at your shoulders harshly at the mere thought.You breed him? The sob that he lets out is almost enough for you to spill inside of him. He wants to cry knowing you’ve done this sort of thing with suguru..and the fact that you came inside him when you many times refused to do it in Satoru. He hates you! He hates you even more than he did before now.

“What’s wrong? Got nothing to say now?” You chuckle, closing in on his face and brushing your lips against his own. He pushes you away from his face, all of his body flushed an angry color while looking away from you as best he could. “Don’t kiss me…just finish and leave already.” Your eyes widen at his sudden change in behavior, not expecting him to act like this you sigh and tilt your head to make him look at you. “What are you acting all mad for now…”You grunt and try to face him but it’s clear he doesn’t want to look at you.In his sudden change in attitude you didn’t feel like continuing on someone when it was clear they weren’t feeling it anymore.

“let’s just end it here for tonight.” Satoru wants to cry when you pull out of him, leaving him empty and gaping…both of you stopping unfinished with each other.

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“I don’t know he’s such a drama queen.” You can only groan in annoyance at the fact that Satoru has been ignoring you all day. He usually wouldn’t shut up about how you’re so annoying and stupid, he wouldn’t go five seconds without blabbering in your ear. You didn’t even know what you did wrong to try and fix it..there was a lot of things you could’ve done according to Suguru but one couldn’t come to mind. You just huff and shrug your shoulders. “He’ll get over it soon..I can’t apologize if I don’t know what I did wrong right?”

Suguru couldn’t help but to hum out in agreement, though still feeling a bit bad that his best friend seemed so down these pass few days. During the whole time Suguru and Satoru were together he didn’t seem to excited to do anything..Suddenly it was as if Satoru had become another person. Whenever Suguru even mentioned you he’d just angrily scoff and go to his room. If it took a genius to figure out Satoru’s feelings for you then Suguru could only feel shame that Satoru and you would never figure it out.

“Cmon try and remember..I’m tired of him getting all pissy with me when I mention you.” Suguru groans, that makes you pause and think for a slight moment. Recalling all your memories that you have had with Satoru so far but none could come to mind. “I’ve got nothing, if anything I’m only remembering all the things he’s done wrong..shouldn’t he be apologizing to me??” You asked with a scoff, crossing your arms in annoyance now that you recall this. With a roll of his eyes Suguru sighs. “How about you just apologize? Be the bigger person!” He grins, throwing an arm around you with a laugh. Staring directly at him in confusion, a mocking laugh left your lips.

“Me? Why should I! He can ignore me all he wants! I’m done going after a baby like him.” Turning your body to face the opposite way of Suguru you feel him squeeze at you tighter…and tighter. In a way you could only describe as wanting to end your life he grips at your neck and glares down at you. “Just apologize to him.” Now you start laughing nervously..clearly you made him a little annoyed..Annoyed Suguru was the worst. “F-fuck! It’s not fair! I didn’t do anything!” Too Into the argument with him you failed to noticed the pair of eyes that were set on the two of you.

For the first time. Looking in jealousy. Staring like an abandoned dog that was replaced by a new one their owner decided to get. He’s seething in jealousy..he so desperately wants to run towards you and pull you away from Suguru’s arms. But all he can do is frown and stare, not daring to get in any closer in fear of how he might react in front of you two. Was Suguru really the choice you preferred, did all those nights together mean nothing to you..like it did to him. “What are you staring at.”

Shoko’s voice makes him jolt out of his thoughts. Immediately clearing his throat and clenching his teeth he laughs nervously. “Nothing! We should get going before we’re late!.” Satoru smiled, a smile that makes Shoko suspicious. “Since when do you care about being late.”

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NOT FINISHED

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TILL

WARNINGS:SEXUAL CONTENT, PHONE SEX

NOT FINISHED/DRAFT

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“You’re gonna hang up so early.?!”

You whined into the phone. Slouching on the headboard of your bed, clearly not too happy about having to hang up the call so soon. Especially when it’s been weeks you’ve seen your boyfriend at all. With the two jobs you try to hold down and sometimes the after school activities you have to do..you and Till rarely have time to interact at all. Turning on your side before firming your hold on your phone a sigh escapes. “Be honest. You found yourself another right? You wanna go talk to them that’s why you’re trying to get me to hang up!”

Till could only groan in disbelief. “Don’t be an idiot! Why would I choose to willingly entertain you??” At his words you cried..always so mean to you. Rolling on your side and leaning onto a pillow your tone immediately changes. “Why are you always so mean to me!!…I wish I was there just to-" Till quickly interrupted you by raising his voice. “W-what are you even saying?! Has the time we’ve spent apart increased how perverted you are?!” He huffs cutely from the other line.

Lowing your head into the pillow, Till hears the disappointment in your tone. He of course feels bad. He knows you miss him, knows that from all the times you constantly tell him how you can’t live without him. The line over the phone goes silent for a moment and just a bit it makes Till’s heart start to pound a little bit faster in anticipation. “Don’t you miss me too?” Just hearing how sweet your voice coos to him, makes his eyes droop and heart melt. Fiddling with the sleeves of your sweater that he had on, he went silent on the other end. Heart wanting to rip from his chest at the question..cheeks heating up even more. Opening his mouth hesitantly following it with closing it immediately when the words he so badly wanted to say didn’t come out.

Of course he missed you. But he didn’t find it in him to be another bother in your already busy day. Recalling how he once saw how exhausted you came to your home. Simply giving him a kiss before falling down onto your bed and falling asleep until noon. He didn’t find it in his heart to bother you about wanting to spend time with you. Not when you were in such a state. “O-of course I m-miss you!….” His pitched voice cut off as he swallowed down his nerves. “But I can wait..until you’re done. We can see each other on the weekend..”

“No I wanna see your face.”

You butted in.

“Can’t we video call? Just this once?….please?” Before he could answer like always, his phone was already buzzing with a video call request. Reaching towards his messy hair he tugged some neatly into place..trying to at least fix himself up a bit of you were going to see him. Letting it ring for a few seconds and soon enough answering the call as he stared back at your immediate smile when you catch sight of him. “What did I do in my past life that I’ve been blessed with such a view.” Even when you looked half dead you still found it in you to be corny.

“Don’t make me hang up.” Pressing your thumb and index finger together you immediately zipped up your mouth before “throwing the key away”. Till laughed slightly at your act before tilting his head. “You look horrible…I’m not even sure you’ll make it to the weekend.” Pouting at his insult before taking a look at yourself in your phone camera on the corner of your screen, tugging at your dark eye bags. “You worried about me?” You happily place your hand on your cheek as you bat your eyelashes at him. “If you’re so worried then come over…spoil me with your wonderful kisses.” Puckering up your lips dramatically he couldn’t help but laugh. Cheeks tinted pink as his stomach fluttered with the familiar feeling of love he’d always get around you.

His laugh went on a bit too long..enough that he soon noticed the silence which came from you. As you only stared at Till through the phone. He immediately tensed up, nervously looking around his room while slightly lowering his head. “What are y-you staring for?…” You whine, adjusting yourself on your bed..sitting firmer against the head broad while looking down at him.

“Hasn’t it been a while since we’ve done anything..?”

“I’m hanging up.”

The panic in your face immediately appeared as you beg for him to stay on the call. “Cmon! Don’t be like that with me!..you can’t blame me..we’ve been away from each other two weeks! Don’t tell me you don’t miss me that way too..?” Till scoffed, staring into the phone in shock at your audacity. Even if that was true what could he do about it? You were busy…it’s not like it was his fault, it’s not like he wasn’t the one who wanted to do it. “W-what do you even want me to do about that?! I-it’s not my fault!” His face flushed bright red. Making you laugh slightly at the sight of his embarrassed expression. Tilting your head you shifted slightly on your bed before huffing.. “It’s so hard to be away this long without you..? I really miss you.”

Till’s thighs squeeze up against each other, feeling his body heat up from his spine and up. “I’m already..hard.” You groan slightly…For a while Till stays staring at the screen…until his face drops to one of disbelief hearing your soft huffs…the slicking sounds of your hand tightly wrapped around your cock. All of a sudden the scent from your sweater becomes intoxicating..lowering his nose enough to hide and sniff at it more. His ears burning up and legs closing up at the sudden throb of his reacting cunt. “J-just..give me a little peek yeah? Can’t you do that for me..?” You groan out loud. He’s unsure of what to do. Will he really humiliate himself like this because of missing you?

“I-I don’t know…! I don’t know if I can!” His voice pitched…staring down at his already soaked up cunt. His panties sticking tightly to him from the slick that keeps leaking. Here he was trying to keep his dignity and his pussy was already thinking about it happily. With trembling lips he just shivered between a slight sniffle..putting his phone into a different angle to show off his bare legs. Gluing himself against his bed he held it up in air before covering his face and showing off his curving body to you. The low grunt that you let out only seemed to make his pussy throb more. “Of course you can..look at you. Your body’s always so ready to be taken isn’t it..?”

Lowering your eyes towards his already wet underwear your breath hitched. Your grip on yourself tighten before gripping on the tip and tugging at it, fully lowering it down to the base.

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NOT FINSIHED

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DOTTORE

WARNINGS:SEXUAL CONTENT, CREAMPIE, POSSESSIVENESS, OBSESSIVE LOVE, TOXIC READER, BLOWJOB

NOT FINISHED/DRAFT

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You weren’t sure what it was that attracted you to him in the first place. Maybe it was that crazed look he’d often go into when no one was looking. How he’d giggle to himself quietly when you assumed something amused him. No…it was definitely how intelligent he was…carrying himself clearly above others..knowing he was above others. Maybe that’s when you felt for the first time your heart throb with interest. There was something about his arrogance that you wanted to ruin. So unique from all the other Akademiya students, so brilliant and with a talent for something great. That’s probably why they say geniuses are often lonely..their brilliance intimidates those who are get too close.

Something in that loneliness you found him in excited you. It’s as if in that moment he was practically gift wrapped for you to take.

And take you did.

No matter what people say all humans long to be understood…long to be heard and loved. He was no different. Once getting a taste of what it was like to be seen by you. He was obsessed. All it took to have him like a fool after you was to listen to him. Nothing too hard for you..if anything you enjoyed when someone was far more intelligent than you. It made it all the better and all the easier to wrap them around your finger. How could one with far superior intelligence not recognize when they were being deceived? Of course they realized..but choosing to stay for the feeling of being loved..

How could you not love that.

But that feeling of love only lasts for so long. With him clinging on your entire being day and night..what's so fun about that? What's so fun in not chasing after them. There's no new expressions to see, no new emotions for them to feel. How boring did they turn out to be..just like all the others. So naturally you stop caring and wanting to know. His heart throb but in pain. No longer did you chase after him with the biggest smile on your face. You no longer listened to him endlessly about the many experiments he had in mind. Archons what was wrong with him! Why did he feel this dreadful feeling overtake him once taking notice that he was no longer the object of your attention.

"W-what did I do?! You've been ignoring me each time I try and contact you! Is there someone else!! Tell me! Who is it! Ill find them and kill them!" He wasn’t sure what he did in that moment but a flicker of interest appeared back on your gaze when he voiced out his anger. For a moment his heart calming down as he grit his teeth in an awkward smile. You were looking at him. Again...

Feeling the flush creep up throughout his whole body. Shivering in glee at how your eyes were no longer off him. No longer looked at him with that bored gaze of yours. From then on everything seem to go back to normal. Again you follow him around constantly, eyes never leaving his figure. Your passionate kisses which he so happily drowned in for him once more. Here was one of the smartest students in the Akademiya shaking his hips like a whore for more. The feel of your soft lips sucking against his own so roughly..causing the slight tremble of his body and haze of his eyes.

Your hands firmly pressed on his hips gripping at them firmly before they slid nicely to what little he had on his behind. You were the cause of such a wonderful additive feeling how could he ever quit you? He didn’t mind that you weren’t so gentle with him. He loved and took whatever you offered. Hips now raised to reach your cock, eyes rolling back when feeling you enter him raw. Your veins nicely scratching against his soaked walls. One of your hands firmly pressed on his mouth covering the pathetic wet sobs to escape him.

Sure enough if you were to pull out now he'd be left gaping open from your size. "Aren't you better off with me Zandik..what would you do without me?'' His cunt squeezed firmly around at your words, Small tears slipping. He'd die without you is what he would do. Without you and how you make him feel he was only an empty vessel. "Who else would want such a ruined pussy like yours but me hmm?" A sharp hitch of his breath made him choke out. Legs opening up much more in order for you to drill deeper into his insides.

The tip of your cock making a nasty mess inside his womb. To your question he happily gasped. "w-with you! need to be with you! can't be with anyone but youuu!" He shirked out against the wall where he was now firmly pressed in.

He was certain you'd never look away again. So why were you now. Even as he screamed in anger that you couldn’t abandon him in front of your classes. When you'd receive multiple letters where he'd threatened you and the other people he'd see you with. Coming home to see he had broken in your home. Wouldn’t even move until you made him yours, perhaps that was a way he felt secured as yours. Sure it was amusing to watch such a superior man like himself lose himself over you. "Come on...surely you have to be embarrassed? On your knees for someone who doesn’t want you?"

You chuckled, his trembling form gripping your legs definitely as he nuzzled his face into them. Screams and pleads for you to take him back, for you to see him once more. As you stared down at his pathetic tear-filled face you frowned in slightly annoyance. Such great potential crying and kissing at your feet. How laughable. "I-I won’t bother you! PLEASE J-JUST LET ME BE BY YOUR SIDE!" His voice raised in anger, glaring up at you with a clenched jaw. You had gotten what you wanted out of him. But with him acting a fool like this he didn’t allow anyone else to get close for there to be others.

So you did the only thing that seemed reasonable to do.

You left the Akademiya.

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"The 2nd Of the 11th Fatui Harbingers...you made quite the name for yourself..."

His hand raised to gently wipe the small amount of blood that got on your cheek. The body of another you were about to bed now scattered around the room. Smiling up at him with a tilt of your head as if you did nothing wrong...he stared down at you. Eyes wide and pupils shaky, a cold gaze piercing straight into your soul but it's not like you seemed to mind. He was allowed to be close...he had every right to kill in cold blood the man you were about to bed. From the moment you claimed him it became his right. "Why are you so quiet Zandik?...or is it that you no longer respond to that name? Dottore..." Moving his eyes from your face he lowered them to the tent already poking against your pants. Stopping the pathetic whine from leaving his lips he reach down towards it.

Until your hand firmly stopped it with an annoyed click of your tongue. "I'll take care of it...l-let me." His voice now a bit deeper than his pitch from before caused you to shiver. "But this isn’t yours...or well you didn’t really cause this..so why would you take responsibility?" If he could kill the man again he'd do it a million more times until this rage inside of him was satisfied. How could you shove it in his face that another man besides him excited you. "Had you not interrupted...I wouldn’t have had this problem." His jaw clenched harsher you'd even bet enough to break teeth. "I told you..you're only allowed to do that with me...if you can’t understand that then should I just ignore my promise of keeping you alive..?"

The grin that spread across your face couldn’t be helped. Leaning back against the bed you laugh. Of course..since your dumb idea of leaving the akademiya without him being aware it didn’t take long before he found you. At first only watching..lingering by. Even going as far as to make life easier for you by sending you a good amount of mora. After all those years where you were out of sight he was still incredibly pathetic for you. A thought that no doubt made you laugh. His stalking only seem to escalate into full on murder when he found out about a partner you kept.

"What do they have that I d-don’t! Take me! Use me any way you like! Just keep looking at me." He dropped to his knees to grab at yours. His head resting on your lap as he looked up at you with a heavy frown. Cheek nudging against your harden length before starting to breath heavily. Bitting down on his bottom lip to not do anything you wouldn’t like. "Just make me yours again..." He huffed, eyes slightly fluttering when feeling your shoe glide against his clothed cunt. Lifting his hips enough to hover over your shoe and only lower when you'd be so kind as to firmly press against him.

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NOT FINISHED

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(1) -DOTTORE

(2) -TILL

(3) -SATORU GOJO

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Should I post unfinished drafts? I have so many I haven’t finished and I probably won’t since they’ve been there for so long🤔

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Was also thinking of just adding to it if it gets requested a lot

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The Biggest Loser

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synopsis: gojo's bet pairing: frat! gojo X top male reader note: any comments or reblogs are appreciated, my own contribution to frat gojo lol warning: first time, virgin, overstimulation, dumbification, college AU

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"Gojo, you have to admit, you always go after the same type," Geto teased, taking a sip of his beer.

"It's not my fault i have a type" Gojo shrugged, leaning back against the couch not wanting to entertain this conversation. As president he had a reputation to uphold and simply fucking nobodies wasn't the way.

"No, I just think your scared of bad dick" Shoko chimed in. At that his friends began laughing hard. Gojo only went after the more 'experienced' people on the campus like the typical sorority girls and guys who were know to sleep around. 

The whole group burst out laughing. Gojo's usual conquests were the experienced ones- sorority girls and guys who knew exactly how to handle him. He never risked anything less than a guaranteed good time.

"I'm not scared, okay? I'm just delicate around who i let fuck me" `Gojo defended himself, flashing that signature blinding grin.

Mhm. Sure," Geto and Shoko said in perfect unison, exchanging skeptical looks. The rest of the circle didn't even try to hide their disbelief. Everyone knew Gojo was a shameless manwhore he didn't know the meaning of picky.

"Fine." Gojo snatched his beer and chugged the rest in one go, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. The alcohol burned just enough to fuel his ego. "I'll let the biggest-looking loser here tonight fuck me. Right here, right now. That'll shut you all up."

His friends' eyes widened, but the challenge hung in the air like a dare no one expected him to actually follow through on.

Gojo pushed off the couch and prowled into the crowded party, head held high, white hair practically glowing under the shitty colored lights. For once, he wasn't scanning for the usual hot bodies grinding on the dance floor. He was looking for someone pathetic enough to make the story hilarious later but not so ugly he'd regret it.

The music grew quieter as he reached the far corner of the house, where a smaller group had claimed a beat-up couch for some lame card game. There you were.

Tall. Broad-shouldered under that oversized hoodie. Handsome in that quiet, unaware way with sharp jaw, messy hair, and those cute glasses slipping down your nose while you focused on your cards. Your nerdy friends looked just as shocked when Gojo strode straight up and wrapped long fingers around your arm.

"C'mon," he said, already tugging you away without asking your name. Your friends' mouths fell open in confusion, but Gojo didn't care.

He pulled you down the hallway, away from the noise, until the bass was just a dull thump behind closed doors. Only then did he stop, turning to face you with a lazy, predatory smirk. His bright blue eyes raked over you slowly taking in your height, the way your glasses framed your face, the surprised flush already creeping up your neck.

"Not bad," He murmured, almost to himself. "I thought I'd have to scrape the bottom of the barrel, but you... you're actually kinda hot for a nerd. Shame I never noticed you before."

Gojo stepped closer, backing you gently against the wall, his voice dropping into that smooth, teasing drawl he knew made people weak.

"Here's the deal. My friends think I can't handle 'bad dick.' So tonight, I'm letting you fuck me. No strings attached, no repeats unless you're decent, I guess." He tilted his head, lips curling. "But let's be real. I bet you'll be done in under five minutes. Try not to embarrass yourself too badly, okay? I still have a reputation to uphold."

He leaned in until his breath brushed your ear, voice low and mocking.

"Name's Gojo Satoru. Now... take me upstairs and show me what that cock can do." At that, you lifted Gojo effortlessly. His long legs instinctively wrapped around your waist, and a surprised little laugh escaped him as he felt just how strong you were. You carried him all the way down the hall and into the spare bedroom, pausing only once you’d crossed the threshold. 

Of course you knew what was about to happen. This was going to be your first time. But the second you had Gojo in your arms, every single thing you thought you’d learned from porn vanished from your head. You froze in the middle of the room, heart hammering.

Gojo noticed immediately. He scoffed, muttering under his breath just loud enough for you to hear. “Please tell me his dick is big at least…”

He pulled back slightly, eyes locked on yours with that signature cocky smirk. Without breaking eye contact, he reached down and tugged his shirt off in one smooth motion, revealing the lean, toned body underneath. You couldn’t look away. Every inch of him was unfairly perfect.

Then came the trousers. He pushed them down along with his boxers in one go, stepping out of them with casual grace. The moment he was fully bare in front of you, your mouth went dry then immediately started watering. You’d never imagined just watching a man undress could be this erotic, but Gojo had a way of making everything feel like foreplay.

He stepped closer, closing the distance until his bare chest brushed against your clothed one. His fingers made quick work of your jeans, popping the button and dragging the zipper down. He shoved both your jeans and underwear down your thighs in one go.

The second your cock sprang free, thick and heavy, Gojo’s eyes widened in genuine surprise. For a split second that arrogant mask slipped, replaced by raw, hungry shock. He let out a low, impressed whistle.

“Well… fuck,” he breathed, a slow grin spreading across his face as he quickly recovered. “You’ve been hiding that this whole time?”

Before you could even respond, he sank gracefully to his knees, eyes never leaving yours. He leaned forward, warm breath ghosting over your length as he lowered his mouth toward you. Gojo’s lips hovered just above your cock, hot breath teasing the sensitive head. He glanced up with that signature cocky smirk, eyes glittering with amusement.

He gave the thick shaft a slow, deliberate lick from base to tip. “Guess the quiet ones really do hide the biggest surprises."

He finally opened his mouth and swallowed you down smoothly, taking you surprisingly deep. The wet heat made your breath hitch and your hands tremble at your sides. Gojo hummed smugly, clearly enjoying how overwhelmed you looked as he started bobbing his head with practiced confidence.

For the first few moments you just stood there, frozen, heart pounding so hard you could feel it in your ears. This was really happening. Your first time. And Gojo Satoru - the campus playboy - was on his knees for you. The sensation was almost too much; you had to bite your lip to keep from moaning too loudly too soon.

But after a minute, the initial shock started to fade. The fantasies and hours you’d spent imagining exactly this kind of scenario… it all began flooding into your head. Your hand slowly moved to his hair, not gripping hard yet, just resting there. Gojo pulled off with a wet pop, smirking up at you.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue? Or are you about to blow already?”

You swallowed hard, voice shaky. “I… I need lube. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Gojo blinked, then let out a surprised laugh. “Holy shit, you’re actually polite. Top drawer, nightstand. Hurry up.” You quickly retrieved the bottle, hands still a little clumsy as you slicked yourself up generously, then poured more onto your fingers. Gojo watched with raised eyebrows, clearly entertained by how careful you were being.

You climbed onto the bed and gently pushed him onto his back. He spread his legs with that same arrogant grace, but there was a flicker of genuine surprise when you leaned down and pressed one slick finger against his entrance.

“Easy… just relax,” You muttered, more to yourself than to him, echoing advice you’d read a hundred times.

Gojo scoffed. “I’m not the virgin here- ah!.” His voice hitched as you carefully pushed the first finger inside. You moved slowly, watching his face for any sign of discomfort, curling and scissoring while your other hand stroked his cock to keep him relaxed.

By the time you added a second finger, then a third, Gojo’s smug comments had quieted into low breaths and occasional bitten-off groans. He was tight, hotter than you’d imagined, and the way he clenched around your fingers made your cock throb painfully.

When you finally lined yourself up, the fat head of your cock pressing against his slick hole, you paused again, breathing hard. “Gojo… tell me if it’s too much.”

He rolled his eyes, though his cheeks were already faintly pink. “Just fuck me already, nerd-”

You pushed in then cutting off any annoying back chat.

The first inch made both of you gasp. He was impossibly tight, even with all the lube and prep. Gojo’s head fell back against the pillow, mouth open in a silent “oh”. You froze, fighting every instinct to thrust forward, giving him time to adjust while your hands gripped his hips hard enough to leave marks.

“F-fuck… you’re actually huge,” He hissed through gritted teeth, the usual bravado cracking just a little. “Slow- go slow, shit…”

You nodded, voice strained. “Okay… okay.” You rocked forward inch by inch, watching his face the entire time, until you were finally buried to the hilt, balls-deep inside him. The heat, the pressure, the way his walls fluttered around every thick inch was overwhelming. For a long moment you stayed completely still, panting, trying not to cum on the spot from how good it felt.

Then you started moving.

At first your thrusts were careful, shallow, testing the rhythm. Gojo let out a shaky breath, still trying to keep his smirk. “That all you got? Come on, make it quick. I’ve got class tomor-”

You snapped your hips a little harder, finally finding the angle that made his breath stutter. The nervousness slowly melted away and your pace got faster till every thrust punched right against his prostate.

Gojo’s eyes widened. “Wait- ah, fuck- right there-”

You didn’t stop. You kept that building rhythm, one hand pressing his thigh higher, opening him up more, while the other wrapped around his leaking cock, stroking him firmly but never fast enough to let him cum.

“Ten minutes?” You murmured, voice gaining confidence with every thrust. “You’re gonna need way more than that, Satoru.”

His bratty replies started dissolving. The cocky frat president who had dragged you upstairs expecting an easy win was slowly turning into a moaning, trembling mess beneath you.

“Shit.. slow down- it’s too big, ahh, fuck!”

But you didn’t slow down instead you had more long, powerful strokes that dragged against his walls and nailed his prostate on every pass. Gojo’s hands fisted the sheets, his usual sharp tongue reduced to broken gasps and whimpers.

You leaned down, glasses still perched on your nose, and growled against his ear: “Look at you. The big bad Gojo Satoru, falling apart on a virgin’s cock. Bet none of those other guys ever stretched you this deep.”

Gojo let out a wrecked moan, legs shaking as you kept pounding into him, pace relentless now that you’d found your confidence. His cock twitched hard in your hand, leaking nonstop, but you kept edging him, bringing him right to the edge only to ease off just enough to keep him desperate.

By the time you flipped him onto his stomach- ass up, face buried in the pillows-  he was barely coherent, drooling onto the sheets, legs trembling uncontrollably as you railed him from behind.

“P-please- fuck, I can’t- too much.. right there don’t stop- ah, shit, I’m gonna cum again-!” But you didn’t give him a second to recover nor to catch his breath. You gripped his narrow hips and slammed back inside in one smooth, deep thrust. The new angle let you bury even more of your thick cock into him.

Gojo’s muffled scream was immediate. His hands clawed at the sheets, body jolting forward from the force.“F-fuck ! Slow down, you fucking nerd!”

But you were past listening to his bratty demands now. The rhythm you’d found felt too good, too right. Your hips snapped forward again and again. The wet sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, mixed with the obscene squelch of lube and Gojo’s increasingly broken moans was absolutely pornographic.

You leaned over his back, one hand fisting his white hair to pull his head up just enough so you could growl into his ear: “Slow down? You were the one bragging you’d turn me into a mess in ten minutes. Look at you now, Satoru. Ass up like a desperate slut, creaming all over the sheets. ”

Gojo tried to spit out a reply, but it came out as a garbled whimper when you angled your thrusts to nail his prostate dead-on. His cock hung heavy and untouched between his legs, swinging with every brutal snap of your hips, leaking a steady stream of precum onto the bed.

You reached underneath him and wrapped your fingers around his length, stroking him in time with your thrusts again. Gojo’s whole body shuddered violently.

His hole clenched like a vice around your thick cock as he came hard. Thick ropes of cum splattered the sheets beneath him. But you didn’t stop. You fucked him straight through it, hips never faltering, drawing out every pulse of his orgasm until he was sobbing into the pillow.

“Too much- too much, please- I can’t-!”

“You can,” You said hoarsely, the glasses you still wore fogged slightly from how hard you were breathing. “You’re going to take every inch until I’m done with you. This is what you wanted, right? The biggest virgin on campus fucking you senseless?”

You pulled almost all the way out, admiring how his hole gaped and fluttered around nothing for a split second, before slamming back in to the hilt. Gojo’s legs gave out completely. He collapsed flat onto his stomach, but you just followed him down, covering his body with yours and grinding deep, rolling your hips in dirty circles that kept constant pressure on his abused prostate.

You finally let yourself chase your own release. Your thrusts grew erratic, deeper, harder, until you buried yourself as far as you could go and came with a low groan, flooding his clenching hole with pulse after pulse of hot cum. Gojo let out a wrecked cry as he felt it, his own cock twitching weakly and dribbling one last pathetic spurt onto the soaked sheets.

Even after you finished, you stayed buried inside him, gently rocking your hips to ride out the aftershocks while Gojo trembled beneath you, completely spent. You had fucked him through orgasm after orgasm, turning the campus playboy into a sobbing, creaming, dumbed-out wreck who could only babble and beg for more.

You pressed a surprisingly soft kiss to the back of his neck, murmuring against his sweat-damp skin: “…Still think you’ll be able to walk to class tomorrow?”

Gojo could only whimper in response, too fucked-out to form words.

The next morning, the frat house was unusually quiet when Gojo finally limped downstairs around noon. Every step made him wince. His neck and chest were covered in dark hickeys and bite marks, and he moved like someone who’d been thoroughly wrecked.

His frat brothers were gathered in the kitchen, smirking the second they saw him. One of them whistled low. “Damn, Gojo. You look like you got hit by a truck. How’d it go with the library nerd? Did you turn him into a mess like you promised?”

Gojo froze at the bottom of the stairs, face flushing bright red. He tried to play it cool, running a hand through his messy white hair, but the way he carefully lowered himself onto a chair  and then immediately hissed in pain gave everything away.

He buried his burning face in his arms on the table and muttered hoarsely, voice still raspy from all the moaning and screaming the night before:

“…Shut the fuck up.”

The entire kitchen erupted in laughter.

[bloodfiendarling]

sunday corruption ... omg .. and yes u may be ⚓️ anon !!! ( for some reason , it reminds me of mael limbusco ... )

𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

dead dove : do not eat

wc — ~600 ( mix of rambling , though .. )

pairing — reader x sunday

contains — sub bottom sunday , dom top reader , written with mtf reader in mind , smut , established relationship , virginity loss ( char ) , corruption kink , ( implied ? ) manipulation , marking

you can’t admit it yourself — but oh, how you loved how stupidly pathetic and needy he gets whenever you divert your attention away from him just a little bit. how he’d be willing to do absolutely anything if it means getting even just a little of your affection back. how easy he was.

the fact he was a virgin made it better — as horrible as that sounds. you two have made out before, maybe gotten a little handsy here and there, but it never got to escalate to sex, somehow. he’d either decline or say he isn’t ‘ready yet’.

for someone so pure he definitely is tempting. sometimes — you’d simply look at him, see him do something mundane. yet in your head, you couldn’t help but think of the most sinful things.. was it gross of you? of course it was. did you care much? no, not really.

you’d neglect the poor halovian till he’s practically begging for you — acting as if he was just another person. he didn’t get it at all. did he do something wrong? were you just too busy for him? it scared him.

and he’d do anything to have that love back. anything. even if it meant having those pretty feathers plucked — even if it turned him into nothing but a filthy sinner. he’d he willing if it were you. he’d let you push his head down onto the pillow, take your cock deep into his tight hole — muffling moans bordering screams.

the pretty glow of his halo flickering whenever you’d thrust a little too deep. even if you were rather gentle with him — but he couldn’t help but be so, so loud. sunday’s legs starting to tremble with his head down ass up. he couldn’t help but clench at the intrusion. the poor halovian couldn’t even count how many times he’s came by now.. the once clean sheets underneath how dampened.

how did he even get in this position in the first place? he didn’t even remember.

and you’d do this over and over again, too. always — it was you who initiated. but gradually, slowly but surely — he ended up being the one who asked. the second he noticed a hint of ignorance from you — he’d pull you away. take you to your room or office, whichever is closer. even a bathroom would do.

if it was your office — he’d let you bend him over your table. messing up and scattering all the important documents off the table, maybe even crumpled a few on accident. there were times you’d fuck him right on the door, a leg hooked over your shoulder as he tried to quiet his sinful, lewd moans.

if it was your bedroom — he doesn’t mind anything. but gods, you loved laying him on his back. watching those little wings cover his flushed face. pretty tears starting to spill. your hands rough on his hips till they bruise up.

“..(name)” he’d mutter, legs shaky as you held them up — watching him writhe on the sheets. a small sob coming out of his mouth. “nnh.. you love me now, right? right?”

“love you?”

you asked, your tone almost mocking him. you thrusted a little deeper, earning you a broken mewl. his hands scrambling to hold onto your neck. “of course i love you.. look at you. so pretty for me.”

don’t forget to mark him up, too. make sure everyone knows he’s yours. ravage that slender, pale neck of his till it’s filled with bite marks and hickeys. he used to cover them up — he doesn’t care much now, though. at least they know he’s yours.

mark the back of his neck specifically — lift up his hair with your finger and rub it with your thumb whenever you need to notify him of your presence. watch him jolt up — especially cute whenever he’s talking to someone.

hsr m . list ♡

[gojosalpha]

Finally.

[gojosalpha]

YOUR LUUK FANFIC WAS SUCH A GOOD READ, love your work!

TYSMMM! I’m glad you liked it! Took me forever to get out of writers block😭

[gojosalpha]

Wuthering Waves Masterlist

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LUUK HERSSEN

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BRANT

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[gojosalpha]

LUUK HERSSEN

WARNINGS:SEXUAL CONTENT, JEALOUSY, DRUG USE KINDA

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“Firstly I’ve told you not to get in situations where you’re in danger.”

Luuk’s eyes shift as he turns his head away from you to make a point.

“I brought results didn’t I..? That should be enough.”

Seeing his stubbornness continue you simply sigh with a cross of your arms. A smile tugging at your lips before you step closer.

“Secondly…don’t make me worry, do you think that because I’m the only one to worry for you my feelings are invalid..?” He hesitates to speak at your words, Your light hearted tone making his eyes soften. Like an invisible chain on a dog..your words when soften tugged on his leash. Just to remind him of who he was owned by. “I remember telling you not to get involved directly…results are useless if you’re not back with them.” Luuk felt his heart throb..eyes staring over the sunset which slightly blinded him.

Had you forced yourself to get closer and stare longer at him. You would’ve noticed the pink tint on his cheeks.

If only you knew how long he had longed for you. Despite your worries affecting you. He couldn’t help but feel a flutter in his chest knowing you cared for him. From the moment he met you, he’d never would’ve guess that you’d become this dear to him. Not at all. The very moment when he first met you, you were mean, cruel, serious and selfish. How could he fall in love with someone like that? Someone who puts their needs above all else. Even if it includes hurting others involved to do so. But of course eventually he understood, that it was not you who was born that way. The world simply made you to be. Along the way you had managed to gain his respect. Seeing how you were still kind to those who had the fortune of being able to stay around you.

When things had gotten difficult for him, you were always behind him. A patting hand…a way to comfort his hurting heart. It’s not like you were much good with words. Because when you tried, it seemed that you ended up embarrassing yourself. Enough so that for a moment he’d laugh horrendously about it. “Oh cmon…I’m trying to make you feel better here.” His laugh grew louder..clutching at his stomach. Cheeks turning red flush from not being able to catch his breath.

“That was horrible!”

More than respect..you were considered a friend to him now. Someone who he could lean on slightly, to let his troubles slip from mind for a moment while he spent time with you. He found himself noticing you a lot more and as that went on. Luuk understood that just because you were someone dear to him, didn’t mean the same applied to you. The way you teased him with a sly smile, your generous gestures, your silly way of making him feel better weren’t just for him. Those actions belonged to everyone who was lucky enough to be called your friend. That day of realization felt like a stab in the heart for him. So rather than respecting you or considering you a friend, the conclusion in his mind came to be.

He was in love with you.

“Be honest with me. That face you have on right now..it’s one of a man in love.” You were a perceptive idiot. Of course he was in love..yet you were the only one to not see that it was you who he loved. Shrugging you off with a quick wave of his hand Luuk sighed. “What are you talking about? Has all that stress of searching for your book made you see things?” A low whine is quick to escape you leaning against his shoulder, Your head resting on it. The sun glitters across your golden hues wonderfully. Enough for him to forget about the giant sun in front of him and focus on your eyes only. You had this poor fool wrapped around your finger while being completely unaware of it.

“Maybe it is..which is why I want you to stay at the academy..whoever they are, settle down with them. Enjoy life…be happy.” Luuk’s heart sank in, eyes squinting in not being able to hide his pained expression. “Be happy, I won’t be here all the time to make sure you are.” Your choice of words make panic run through him. Turning in disbelief at what you’re saying..and so easily as well.

“Don’t be ridiculous..what are you even saying.” Say you’re only teasing. Please tell him this is all a big joke..why does it feel like you’re saying goodbye even though you’re not. Don’t laugh it off like the idiot you are..explain to him. Lean on him…just as he leans on you.

“Haha..I guess you’re right. But I’m only saying because life isn’t promised forever you know?” You’re lying and he can tell. Don’t you know this fool knows you like the palm of his hand. You don’t miss the tight grip of his hand against yours. Eyes that look like they’re on the verge of spilling tears. It makes your own go wide..your breath hitching in worry. “L-Luuk.? I’m sorry I didn’t t-.”

“I want to be happy with you.” Luuk whispers..almost pathetically..begging someone who’s sole purpose in life is find some stupid item. Who’s life revolves around this item. Who’s way of truly being satisfied in life is to find this item.

“Can’t I be happy with you..? Can’t I settle and enjoy the rest of my life with you..?”

He doesn’t know why he asked. He already knows the answer is no. When hearing no response his grip on your hand tightens even more. Lifting his head up enough before tilting it slightly to press his lips against your own. He wants to sob when you don’t push him back. Arms clinging around your neck and tugging you much closer towards him.

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From that moment on..he stopped hearing from you. You stopped checking in on him. You stopped caring. If only you could imagine his reaction in finding you again. Wanting to angrily stomp over towards you and demand reason. But when you approach, you didn’t seem to recognize him..were you pretending.? All these years and this is the first thing you did? It made him seethe inside.

“Oh? I didn’t take you for the type to be interested in these?” Luuk chuckles..picking out a book from the top shelves you’re so desperately looking at. Of course he’s lying…he kept these books for your return. They were your prized collection. How could he ever throw them out. But with him leaning down and getting incredibly close, you tensed up. Your cheeks flushing slightly before you laughed the awkwardness off. He paused after that..whatever had been running through his head immediately out the window.

“What’s with you so close huh..? Trying to kiss me?”

His eyes glanced down at you in memory. Where was the confidence..not easily embarrassed you. The one who’d simply get closer to make others aware of you. It was something small but he had caught it almost immediately. Had you lost your memory..? Had something happened to you..is that why you left him all those years ago.? Luuk felt a harsh throb in his heart. You hadn’t abandon him?

“You’d enjoy this one much more than that one. It’s better to understand from here.” He offered a small smile..gloved hand reaching out for you take the book from his hand. While you reached to take it, his grip caught your wrist.

“Just..a question.? May I know your name?”

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“In here this late again? Maybe I should start locking up so you don’t stay up this late.” Luuk’s voice rings you out of your busy mind. A light chuckle leaves his lips while he gently hits you on your head with his clipboard. Even with forgotten memories there’s still traces of the old you in your present self. He remembers the times he’d often had to physically drag you out of this library. “Rest is an important part in being able to retain information. Surely you don’t want to read without understanding..” with an awkward laugh you nod. Bookmarking the book you had before closing it. “I hadn’t realized it was this late. I didn’t mean to be a bother in your library Dr.Herssen.” His sharp eyes flick away so you don’t catch the annoyance he felt at you calling him that.

“Nonsense. It doesn’t bother me at all. But you know..I told you to drop the formalities..isn’t calling me Luuk much easier..?” When directing his gaze back at you once more, he couldn’t contain the glee in them when you tensed up. His heart swelling at your cuteness..the person who’d once have him tensing in embarrassment and jolting being reduced to this. It only made him step closer towards you. The soft tapping of his footsteps seeming to echo loudly in the library. “Am I really not someone you can feel comfortable around.? It’s quite a shame really.” Letting out an awkward laugh you shook your head.

“Of course not! I just have a bit of trouble adapting L-luuk..I don’t wanna make it seem as if I’m disrespectful for already being so informal!” How sweet..just the sweetest ever. With your back against the wall and his hand trapping you from escaping by hovering over your shoulder, how could one not feel awkward.

Your eyes are quick to fall. Finding the ground to be much more interesting. Luuk raised a brow, hand leaning down to slowly tuck a messy strand of hair sticking out, behind your ear. “You know..you looked a lot more comfortable with the president rather than with me…are you two perhaps much closer?” His tongue rolled against the inside of his cheek in anger. Crimson eyes digging into your form in hunger, desire, want..anything to describe how badly it felt to want to be ravished by you once more. “The p-president?! Huh? I mean…I just..well I met her first..but that does-.” He stopped listening when you started explaining. The jealousy burning him from the inside.

His hand soon hooks onto your face with a squeeze. He only just got you back. He’s not about to let you fall in love with another. Letting you go once was a mistake, a mistake he won’t repeat. “You always seem to go to her when something worries you. If you come to me I’ll have no trouble in helping you solve whatever needs be.” Is the expression of this ugly jealousy the same he had back then..? Pathetic, tense, desperate to keep you at hand. What did you think of him then..? What did you think of him now? “Doct-"

“Luuk..” he corrects. Making your mouth close immediately as he interrupts. “Call me Luuk..just Luuk.” His pupils sharpen at the look of worry on your face. You..a powerful being filled of incredible knowledge…scared of him. He couldn’t help the laugh that escaped his lips. Once he hears you whisper his name so lovingly he’s satisfied. Stepping back, his signature smile on as always before he pulls a piece of candy from his coat. “Good job!”

He doesn’t wait for you to take slowly unwrapping the piece before placing it between your lips. Leaning down enough for his tongue to push the candy inside your own mouth. “You can lean on me. Only on me okay..?” You felt as if you had skipped a few things. What exactly led to this very moment?

To Luuk now being pushed against a couch. The library door now locked? Underneath you he squirmed, hands wrapped around your neck while both your tongues played around with the candy. Passing it back forth, your tongues brushing against each other. He gasped into your mouth as you devoured him, his body arching up against yours in a desperate attempt to get even closer. His hands clutched at your shoulders, fingers digging in slightly when he lost himself in the kiss. Tongue wrapping with yours happily. With every swipe of your tongue he shivered in delight. Once the candy had been sucked by the two of you into a small size, he couldn’t help his teeth latching onto your bottom lip.

Tugging at it before breaking the kiss with a final pop. You weren’t sure why you felt your body burning. Had a simple kiss already made you such a heated mess? Your mind had no room for that now, not when you had this delicious body arching for you in need. Your hot lips nibbling and pecking roughly on his pale neck. Rough grunts leaving your throat when feeling his hands start tugging at your belt. “L-Luuk..just- hold on..something-“ your breath hitched…melting when his clothed cunt grinds on you so wonderfully. What were you about to say? You’re not sure.

Your tongue sticks out with a heavy groan..licking your way down to his already exposed chest. Keeping his shirt press upwards enough to reveal his nipples. Nibbling and latching on to them. So eagerly that he chuckled at the sight. Eyes practically heart shaped. Lifting a gloved hand to gently pet at your head almost as if encouraging you to continue to do whatever you’d like. “S-see..I’m even helping you solve this problem…all you need to do is ask me for help.” Luuk whines..your teeth biting down gently on the fat around the nipple. Your hand firmly comes to cup his chest. Those dangerous eyes of yours…full of heat and desire enough to make him shiver.

“Like my chest..nnh! That m-much?” Luuk whimpers. Eyes slightly lowered in relief when you tugged down his pants along with his underwear. Exposing his throbbing wet cunt, soaked completely and ready to be taken by you once more. Just you. The next part of pulling out your cock was easier. His heart stopping for a moment, glancing up at you with flushed cheeks and a grin. “H-haha..look how much bigger you’ve gotten.” Taking your thick cock with both hands he whined. Slapping your length against his sensitive folds..gently rubbing the two of them together to get your cock drenched with his juices. “Just go in okay..? I wanna feel every inch of you..” he hums.

“R-rougher…just go-! In deeper!” Luuk sobs, tears slipping from his eyes as you have your way with him. But you only stare down at him with a pitiful expression. One that makes him feel horrible…one that makes him feel as if he had forced you to take him. Your hips pick up pace..the fat thickness of your cock stretching him completely. Yet your heart was not in the moment. You weren’t making love to him…you were simply fucking. Focused on only his pleasure…not on your own. He could see you were holding back, it only made this heavily feeling much worse for him. Your pace was slow, yet your girth completely made up for that. Hips slamming down wonderfully on his pussy. Probably leaving it bruised with each motion. The fat of his cunt lips wrapped around you firmly, opening widely before closing with a wet clench when feeling only your tip inside.

The digging of your cock inside of his womb shook him to his core. God he couldn’t help but to admit to coming a little as your hips grind down in a roll. Luuk’s heel arched just as much as his back. Wiggling his hips enough to hopefully get you to violate right on his sweet spot. “B-big.! You’re so ahh! Bigg..!” The bulge poking from his stomach was evidence of that. He doesn’t seem to get much a reaction from you. Luuk feels embarrassed, does he not turn you on? Even if you didn’t see him that way..was he not at least desirable?

Luuk’s daze was pounded out of him. Feeling your cock finally sinking in. His clothes a mess..scattered around the floor. Your teeth leaving deep mark bites all over his body. Already so responsive. So unlike the you from the past. Hips soon picked at their pace…the echoing slaps of his pussy on your cock. From how much his cunt leaked, wet splats landed on his tummy. Your hips which were once controlled now moved freely, nothing compared to the first time you both did it. Your strength, thickness, size have him shaking from pleasure. Even you finally fit your stupidity big cock inside of him fully with one rough thrust.

His eyes go wide. A rough grunt coming from your throat as you bite down on his exposed shoulder. Your hands taking both of his to intertwine them together before pressing them against the couch with a huff. To your shock he clenches aggressively around you. Pussy fluttering around your size. Twitching from coming so easily, at something so silly.

Stomach dipping in from the deep breath he took, eyes glazing with tears. Never in his life had he’d been wetter, this was dream. You making love to him, deep, raw and mostly important with love. He’s sure by now the couch underneath you two is soiled with his juices. But that doesn’t matter now. Your heavy weight presses right up on him.

Your cock sinking all the way into his womb, only pulling out the tip before shamelessly slamming back inside. The echoing in the library ringing back at each filthy tighten of his cunt. Sloppy grinds and thrusts, his pleasure not being the only one which is being chased. Luuk’s thighs violently shake, clasping around your hips and squeezing tight enough to keep you from slipping out more than you need too. At this point back lifting off the couch and clinging onto you by arching up on you. Letting one of his palms escape your grip, with a breathy whine hooking against your neck and letting his weight cling to you.

Nails digging into your skin, enough to leave a trail of red marks down where he scratched.

“Inside…! F-finish inside..p-please!” Luuk gasped his release leaking down your length. Hips shaking and trying their best to keep you from slipping out. His face ruined and pathetic..hopeful for you to just claim him as yours. If this is the one thing he can do to get you to feel closer. To remind himself that even if you reject him..he was once yours.

Though the weak grip of his thighs didn’t seem to do much. Already spent and shaking, you easily pulled out..your hot release spilling all over his chest and stomach. As you two settled in the silence of finally having finished he raised his hands to cover his face. Ashamed of wanting someone this much. Ashamed of the way his heart broke and face twitched in effort to keep his soft cries in.

His watery eyes now looked down at where you two were connected. A ring of white around the base of your cock which was shoved just right to reach his womb. He could feel the splutters of your come dripping inside of him. “I-I’m sorry..I couldn’t, hold it.” You whine, face digging into his shoulder to hide the shame on your face. He doesn’t know how it happened or what made you lose your memories but he doesn’t care anymore. Reaching out a hand to come and gently brush at your head. Now that he had you here, able to teach you to fully understand and appreciate his feelings for you.

He wasn’t going to let you leave his sight.

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A/N: Just wasting my time and money🫩

I might continue to add on though I’m not sure

[rene-darling]

OMEGA- naoya x Alpha!reader

…fucking n breedin yo bitch naoya, guess fuckin’ the right omega really does get you places huh? Rags to riches— fuck now you’re betrothed. guess ya’ shouldn’t have came inside, Huh.

…voyeurism…slight!Non-con…breeding…knotting…sloppy fuckin…sub!bottom!naoya…dom!topreader…

A/n: it’s been awhileeee so I hope it’s still good. Context all alphas have dicks, even female alphas, theirs pops up when they r horny so reader has a dih but no specified gender.

…naoya…

He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and that silver ego was glazed till gold stroked as if he was gods gift to the zenin’s, it was assumed, no— assured that he would be an alpha. A flurry of servants prepared for the day his second gender was assigned to him, to celebrate—

if you asked naoya zenin he wouldn’t ever own up to it, in fact— who are you? To dare and ask him about his second gender? Though it was only natural for all those around his to assume he was an alpha and he thought he could go on his whole life pretending to be one. chugging supressents like he got high on them just to make sure he never slipped up.

going as far as to only hire beta servants. Scent blockers, when he went out, and an ego befitting someone who had no weak sides, but he did.

Constant warnings by the zenin clans in-estate doctor for his overuse of suppressant had him rolling his eyes until— his father got note of it. As it had started affecting his cursed energy output, “your…irregular fluctuations are caused by an overuse of suppressants...the only remedy being to…stop.” The doctor could only warn hesitantly for naoya wasn’t one to heed the words of anybody. let alone someone so beneath him.

unlike him though, naobito, his father had enough. Declaring that naoya would be married by the end of this month,

The zenin estate was a mess, first came finding some suitable someone who would be able to handle the ever feisty bitch, a male alpha was out of the question, after-all he still needed to feel in control. the wedding arrangements were rushed yet, grandiose, fitting the zenin heir though they seemed to be getting done faster then they could find a bride or groom

He, now of his own prideful accord had thrown his barely working represents out, declaring, “get me a whore I can fuck already.” At the very least he wasn’t putting up too much of a fight about finally getting married though naobito wondered if his son was just spiting pridefully or really though he’d be the one fuckin’

soon naoya would face the harsh reality.

Disgruntled noises escaped his clenched teeth as he hunched over the railings, fuck what was wrong with him..? He’s so.. funkin hot n.. wet? Nah he- he’s just…sick, yeah..sick. his own delusions filled his head, this can’t be happening. No it goes against reality! His true nature! Fuck. Atleast no one was here—

“…master naoya?” Fuuuuuuccccckkkk

“get fucking lost.” He spat. Venoming oozing from his tongue. He pheromones spread across the halls like he was some brothel whore tryna entice every servant to come fuck his tight hole. It was his first heat, rampant and uncontrolled, he was a fucking grown man yet couldn’t deal with a bit of his pre-heat. Pathetic. taming in a deep breath he felt his whole body got stiff. His dick was practically sobbing from rubbing against his pristine robes, going just over the edge as your smell hit him an alpha. the hows of it all seemed to escape him just as fast as he was debating losing his dignity. looking up at you through squinted eyes he stared shamelessly.

the new gardener? You sure were dressed plain enough to be someone he would’ve never looked at once- let alone twice but— right nowwww fuckkkk. years of repressed heat was bursting at his seems, just hearing your deep smooth voice— his knees buckled, falling to the wooden floors of his grand estate. Never in his life had he seen the floors so up close.

“A-are you…?” You’d heard a lot about the esteemed.. master you’d be serving under—however no one seemed to mention this…rather amusing fact, huh.

your heart started racing as you had leaped like a good little servant to catch your masters fall.. however that might be a decision you wouldn’t be able to take back. His smell was drowning, spilling everywhere- he was begging to be fucked— filled with your pups— shit.

naoya’s hands dug onto your strong arms— his mind wondered if you had some muscle beneath them, lips wetting at the thought. Slick begging to be used. breathing didn’t make things any better, the smell of your scent, fuck it had his head spinning His face dropped, using the lasts of his strength to pull it up, eyes slowly trailing up your neck.

weather he leaned in to smash his lips against you, or if you did was lost on you both, grinding and fucking onto each other like some rabid dogs, his legs encapsulating the sides of your hips as he grinded down, friction he just needed, something.

your hands practically tore the seems of his shirt as they pulled at his waist band. Lifting his hips like a practiced slut he let you undo and throw his clothes in some corner of the hall, oh, right you both were still in the hall. the two of you sprawled on the zenin estates wooden floors— fuck who gives a shit.

He grabbed n nudged at your collar, as your cock broke at his entrance. “Fuc— y-you should be f-fuckin grateful shit!!!” his dick already shooting ropes of cum the second your tip burst through his virgin rim. The whiney-est of sounds escaping his throat. But, it wasn’t enough “w-waitt you— dumb whor— ah— shit.. fucking mutt.” A slap sent his neck in the opposite direction, his cheek staining red, naoya zenin, the ever prideful fucker getting his ass torn in ripped apart on the floors of his own house

tears prickled at the edge of his eyes, blood dripping down from his ripped little hole, seeping down onto you, aw had he really never even stuck a finger in?? A stained mixture of cum n his slick flowed like a never ending stream, smearing across your lap. “Shit- it’s tooo— good, yo’ so wet it’s jus’ slidin in.” You said grinning ear to ear, wearing that shit eating grin you had seen plastered on his face before. He wanted to slap that shitty grin off your face, and in any other scenario he would’ve— but. “AH-“

His dick slapped against his stomach letting out a loud n wet sloppy sound, a scream then a whine, whatever whorish moan he let out was fucking music to your ears— and to anyone listening, not that the two of you gave a shit, not right now atleast. servants seeing their proud master naoya getting defiled on the estate floors- by a mere servant, would surely not forget such a site. The two of you were rutting n grinding like the both of you were gettin paid.

“Shiiiit.. it’s— hah.. why’s it gettin biggerrr—“ clenching against it, he could feel it growing, getting bigger fuck. are you trying to rip him from the inside??

Gasps clawing out his throats as his nails dug into your back, body bouncing up with each obscenely wet thrust, plap plap plap. His mind seemed to go numb as he muttered vague insults that made no sense-

eyes widening as he felt you growing again but- it— it wasn’t like last time, flipping him to his back with a thud, his legs pressed near his face, you were actually gonna rip him up, globs of tears running down his painfully pink cheeks this- it doesn’t— “sss—stopp,, mm try—yna kill me?? Fuckinnn— bitch I’ll kill you if you move shit.”

he felt so full fuck. his threats didn’t seem to work when he was sprawled out on the floor, dignity fucked outta him. grabbingn clawing at your collar— pulling you close as he mewled into your neck,

a mix of pain and pleasure as you knotted. His legs felt numb, stretched so fucking wide he’d felt like you’d ripped him aparttt—so full… mm babies puppies he’s gonna— eyes failing him as you seem to collaps on-top of him, buried justttt deep enough to keep your sticky cum inside. he can’t believe he’s lived life without this before—

…

by the time he woke up, spread out in a random hall. Ass ripped wide open as your cum slipped out of him, his first instinct was a slight whine- for you to, “put it back in—…”

naoya zenin swore, till his last fucking breath he’d hunt you down and gut you from the inside out. a mere month was all it took for the zenin clan to find you, your execution was imminent and it would by his hands, fuck. He’ll make sure to torture ever last drop of blood from your weasley little—

“congratulations zenin-sama, twins.” Fuck.

were you happy??? You’d left his pride shattered. Seeping out of him. And now you— were his betrothed. a quick cover up by naobito. A man as prideful as naoya was still a little omega after all, so he had to get married to the ‘human scum bag’ who knotted him. “I’ll fucking kill you in your sleep.” He absolutely seethed.

[i-love-torturing-boys]

“I can tie my own shoes you know…” Yandere childhood friend looks up at you with a smile as he pats the shoe he just finished tying. “Of course you can dear your so capable.” He says condescendingly as he places your other foot on his thigh and begins to tie it. “I’m just saying you don’t have to tie them every time plus isn’t being on your knees doing this degrading?” He pauses his motions for a moment before tightening the bow in a quick motion. “No not at all I like taking care of you.” He stands up to his full height and smiles down at you. “Plus it’s better I do it then having you straining yourself trying to tie them. Plus with how long I’ve been tying them for you it’s best if I just keep doing so. I don’t think you ever even learned.” “I actually taught myself the other day how to…” For a moment his gaze hardens but it quickly disappears as he grasps your chin, tilting your face to look up at him. “Well then unlearn~”

[gojosalpha]

I’ve been using she he her him a lot in some of my essays so if they appear in my fics pls let me know. My autocorrect is automatic 😀

Obviously this is for the reader. Not the other characters