i didn’t forget about you guys i’m working on something i just lost my inspiration again but more Pope Cody smut coming soon i promise (i know i usually lie but this time im not)
Bf Pope Cody He never lets you touch doors, he’s always opening doors for you
Bf Pope Cody He takes a long time to introduce you to his family, and even when he does he still won’t leave you alone with them or even let you tell them much about yourself.
Bf Pope Cody He loves the feeling of you on top of him sitting in his lap, riding his dick, even when you reach over him to grab something.
Bf Pope Cody He’s extremely whiny and clingy when he’s horny, not in an annoying way, but when you do something that gets him all hot and bothered he’ll follow you around and try to grope you, even when you’re in public, he doesn’t care he’ll push his hardening bulge against your ass while you’re bent over.
Bf Pope Cody huge dick that he’s not great at using, he’s not bad at sex, obviously but he’s too gentle sometimes likes he’s scared he’ll hurt you, until you begged him to fuck you senseless and he broke your headboard.
Bf Pope Cody one time you shook your ass while in reverse cowgirl now he’s obsessed and always asks “Can you please do that thing again, baby?”
Bf Pope Cody He’d never do it without your written consent, but when you’re asleep in the middle of the night and he’s still awake like he usually is, he’ll fantasize about pulling your cotton panties to the side and slipping in slowly.
Bf Pope Cody One time he raised his voice at you, not on purpose he was already on the edge and you didn’t notice, when he did snap you you flinched and he still hasn’t forgiven himself he spent the rest of the day worshipping you, doing whatever you asked.
Bf Pope Cody He loves cockwarming.. When you first started dating he didn’t seem to know much about sex of course he knew the basics, but he didn’t know many positions so you left him on your laptop with pornhub opened while you went to work, when you came back he sat you on his cock and did not let you get up until both of your were whining and at your breaking points.
Bf Pope Cody He will hug you so tight that your ribs start hurting if he hasn’t seen you in more than two days and when you wince he lets go and apologizes.
Bf Pope Cody Gets all mushy when you call him by a pet name ”My love” “Handsome man” “Andy” will all just make him melt and give him at least a semi.
Bf Pope Cody He will eat your pussy for hours if you let him, his favorite time to do it is when you just get home from work and you’re all sweaty it’s a little gross but not only does he not care he prefers it.
Bf Pope Cody He really likes to grope you, you only allow it at home when the two of you are alone, he’ll come up behind you when you’re doing something and run his hands slowly up your torso then grab your breasts while nuzzling his face into your neck and breathing you in.
Bf Pope Cody He’ll tell you stuff about his past and his childhood when he knows you’re asleep not only because he has a hard time being vulnerable but he wants you to know without you feeling pity or sadness for him eventually he does tell you when you’re conscious but he won’t look you in the eye.
🪽:This took me like no time at all, I love this man but i am way to scared to continue watching Animal Kingdom
Pope and you haven’t been dating for that long, if you could call it dating he mostly just cleans your apartment for you even when you tell him not to, and he watches you eat, sleep, and gives you things like jewelry and flowers he doesn’t talk much but somehow you feel like you always understand him
You really do like Pope a lot but you haven’t been to his apartment and he barely talks about his family only his little niece Lena and all you know is he watches her sometimes, you wanna get to know more about him but he’s hard to open up
Sex is a whole different thing between you two all he wants to do is touch and kiss you, it’s not that you don’t like it but he seems to always pull back before you get farther he’s gone down on you a lot, but won’t let you do the same for him
You walk into your apartment after work, you notice your pillows are placed neatly on your couch, throw blankets folded neatly, and all the crap on your coffee table is organized. immediately you know he’s here, you never know how he gets in because you always lock your doors, but you don’t worry too much about it
“Andrew?… I know you’re here, baby..” You throw your purse on your couch and kick off your sandals as you walk through your hallway to your bedroom “I just cleaned up in there,” you hear his small rough mumbling voice, and turn around there he is sitting in your chair next to your dresser
“I told you, you don’t have to clean my apartment..” he makes that chair look smaller than it is “I-I know, but you’re messy..” you move closer to him and he instinctively pulls your closer wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzles his face against your stomach
You run your fingers through his hair; it’s not that long, but it’s curly and brown, sometimes auburn in the sunlight. You love running your hands through it. You slowly sink to your knees “What are you doing?.. I told you, you don’t have to do that” Andrew says “I want to, don’t you want me to make you feel good?” You say as you run your hands up and down his thighs
“Yea I-I do, but… Just let me do it to you, I-I like doing it for you.” he says in a bit of a whiny voice. you start unbuttoning his pants before he can protest further but he grabs your wrists “Andrew please..” he stands up walking you back until the back of your knees hit your bed and he’s on top of you.
He looks down at you with the stormy, sad puppy eyes he usually has “Andrew?” Instead of saying anything he lets go of your wrists and instead wraps his arms tightly around you and nestles his head into your neck “I don’t wanna hurt you.” he mumbles into your neck “I’m not a virgin, Andrew you won’t hurt me.” you say as your put your fingers in his hair earning a soft moan from him “You don’t know that.”
You start kissing his jaw, cheeks, neck and shoulder, you want him so badly but god, you don’t wanna scare him away he looks up at you with those intense, puppy eyes. “Andy, baby please?” his kisses you taking you by surprise until you melt into the kiss, his kisses are usually a little sloppy but this one is soft and tender
He moves his hands down your body to spread open your legs by your thighs making your short sundress ride up around your waist revealing your your cotton, pink panties “mmph..” you let out a small muffled moan as he presses against your core through his jeans “Are you sure you’ll able to take it?”
Both your clothes on your bedroom floor Andrew on top of you, between your legs moaning and whining in your ear as one of his hands is tangled in your hair and the other holding the back of your knee to keep your legs spread open for him as he thrusts into you so deep you swore you could feel it in your stomach, his dark pubes pressing against your clit it looked so messy and wet
“Fuck Andy~” His thrusts are are continuous and hard you love it so much you’re moaning in his ear and telling him how big he is and just how good he’s making you feel “that’s so good baby,” and it’s going straight to both of his heads so much so he’s not sure he can last any longer
He sits up pulling his hand from your hair and putting both his hands on your waist gripping hard as his rhythm turns sloppy and desperate “You feel so good, fuck i can’t…” his voice is rougher than usual
You run your hands over his biceps and toned stomach as you moan you’ve never seen him like this before and fuck is it turning you on, you start feeling your breath catching, your heart racing and your thighs trembling as you get closer and closer to cumming around his pretty and fat cock
Andrew let’s out a needy sound at your touch and it almost sends you right over the edge, he groans at the sight of seeing you so close, so proud of himself that he’s doing this to you, he’s making you feel this way, him and him only.
He leans down to capture your lips in a messy kiss as he continues to fuck you his clean nails digging into your skin, Your hands move to his back as you kiss him just as urgently your nails digging into his back as your pussy clenches and pulses around his cock you accidentally bite his bottom lip so lost in the pleasure he’s giving you
He doesn’t even notice, he breaks the kiss only to bury his face in your neck his breathing turning shallow “i’m… i’m close im so fucking close.. please” he whines into your neck as he grabs your shoulder “It’s okay, baby cum inside me, you can cum inside.” you moan back
Those words make him moan in your ear, his hips stuttering as he starts losing rhythm completely, he buries himself deep inside you with a couple hard thrusts as he finally fills your pussy with his warm, white cum “fuck.. i-i’m so sorry.” he whines, he wanted to do more than one position and he didn’t mean to cum inside you
He felt so bad after, he ate his own cum out of your pussy:(
Sixteen seconds. Sixteen seconds behind his brothers that ended in three years away from you.
You and Andrew had grown up in each other’s orbit. Since you were kids he’d been a constant in your life, an ever steady presence in your life. It had always been Pope and you, attached at the hip.
In a way you seemed to balance each other out. He was quiet, a bit awkward (which you’d always found endearing) while you were outgoing, playful even.
When you had gotten older and he’d been thoroughly sweet-talked into leaving the nest he’d agreed. He’d put a shiny rock on your finger too. His wife. He loved being able to call you that. His.
Three years away from you had been hell for him.
All he seemed to do was think about you. Talk about you. Wait for your visits, for your letters. You had plagued his thoughts even when he had been at home, sharing a bed with you, spending nearly every moment you could together. It was even worse now.
You had just gotten home, car pulling into the driveway of your beach front home. You trudged up to the front door. Ever since he’d been gone the place had been off. Just something that wasn’t quite right (but this time it felt wrong for a different reason).
The first red flag was when you stepped into the front room. You dropped your keys into the bowl and hung your purse up. You hadn’t even noticed that the shoe rack had been organized, something you never bothered to do. You just toed off your sandals and left them in the middle of the walkway.
What you had noticed was the change in the rest of your house. The kitchen counter, which had once held your mug of leftover morning coffee, was empty. And all the dirty dishes in the sink were clean. The place was practically spotless. The living room blankets had been folded neatly. Even the coffee table books were straightened out.
You just assumed it had been Smurf. Your mother-in-law had always been the overbearing sort, showing up unannounced and letting herself in even if she didn’t have a key. But every time she did, she tidied up. A habit, you figured. Her boys were a bit helpless when it came to taking care of themselves. The only one who was neat was Andrew.
Living with him, he had always been the one to clean up the house. He always grumbled about how messy you were but even if you did attempt to help him, it never met his standards. So the place hadn’t been spotless since he’d gone to prison.
That should’ve set the alarm bells off in your head, but it didn’t. Smurf had never been so thorough.
Blissfully unaware of the surprise waiting for you, you made your way through the house to your bedroom.
You froze in the doorway. Your heart pounded in your chest as you saw him sitting, on a crisply made bed. Your first instinct had been to panic, seeing a man in your bedroom. But you had quickly realized the ‘him’ in question was your husband.
“Andrew?” you breathed out.
He stood. It was like he stole the breath from your lungs. He didn’t have to do anything. He was just there.
His movements seemed hesitant as he stood up, shifting his weight from side to side as he waited. His hands were curled into first, hanging awkwardly by his sides. He didn’t seem to know what he was doing. He felt out of place in his own bedroom after three years. But it wasn’t like anything had really changed (except for him). You still left your coffee on the counter and dirty dishes in the sink without rinsing them. His side of the bathroom was untouched, closet too. And you still looked at him like that – like he was worth looking at.
When you closed the distance, arms wrapped around him, he finally knew what to do. His eyes closed as he buried his face against your neck. He inhaled deeply.
For a moment all that’s all you did. But soon enough, you pulled back. His fingers instinctively tightened around your hips to keep you close. You hadn’t planned on going far, just enough so that you could see his face.
“When did you get out?” There were a thousand questions on the tip of your tongue. “I-I mean, you didn’t even tell me you were up for parole. Why didn’t you tell me?”
He frowned. “Didn’t wanna disappoint you,” he mumbled.
Oh.
Of course he was worried about you. He’d always been thoughtful when it came to you, always prioritizing your feelings (even when you told him he was important to).
“I would’ve been fine.”
Lie. You both knew you would’ve been heartbroken if he got denied parole again. You couldn’t help but get your hopes up every time he was eligible, like maybe he’d get to come home. And he couldn’t bear to see those hopes get crushed again. So he didn’t tell you.
He just shrugged, tucking his face in the crook of your neck once more. All he wanted was to be close to you. He’d been craving you for three years now – your touch, your scent. Your visits, letters sprayed with perfume, had tided him over. But he needed his hands on you. Needed to drown in you.
He slipped his hands under your shirt, skimming up the bare skin of your back.
You wrapped a hand around the back of his neck, nails scratching as the base of his scalp. Internally, you mourned the loss of his curls. You’d always adored raking your fingers through them, scratching his scalp as he laid his head in your lap. Or tugging at them just to hear what noise you could get out of him.
He pulled his hands from your shirt, only to begin pulling the material over your head. You lifted your arms up to let him. He tossed it to the side and moved on to your jeans. He fumbled with the buttons in his haste to get them off of you.
“Relax, ‘m not going anywhere,” you crooned.
You covered his hands with your own, assisting him in getting your jeans off your body. You stepped out of them before gently pushing him backwards. The back of his knees hit the bed and he immediately sat, letting you crawl into his lap.
His sharp inhale as you settled over the growing bulge in his pants, sent a pang of satisfaction through you. You leaned in to finally capture his lips in a long awaited kiss. His hands pawed at you, hands cupping your ass, as you pushed your tongue past the seam of his lips and he gladly let you.
You couldn’t resist rolling your hips against his. That only pulled a ragged moan from his lips. You pulled back from the kiss, admiring the way his eyes had screwed shut, teeth digging into his bottom lip.
You repeated the motion. His fingers dug into the plush skin of your ass.
“D-don’t tease,” he finally managed to grit out.
“Why?” you drawled, not stopping the movement of your hips. “Don’t you like it, honey?”
“Yes,” he said, choking on a moan. He was panting, his chest heaving as he tried to hold onto his semblance of self control. But you were making it difficult.
You smiled. If it were any other time, you might keep teasing him, just to see how far you could push him. But right now – even if you were acting like he didn’t affect you – you needed him just as much as he needed you.
“Okay, okay.” You finally stalled as his own hips jerked helplessly chasing more frictions. You tugged at his belt loop. “Let’s get you outta these, yeah?”
He nodded vigorously, lifting his hips to help. You tugged them down as far as you could in your current position. But before you couldn’t even process what he was doing, he had you on your back on the bed. He quickly took his shirt off and shoved his pants all the way down.
He settled between your parted legs, tugging your panties harshly to the side. He was practically in awe as he looked down at your glistening cunt. He groaned softly. He had missed this.
Normally, he’d have taken his sweet time with you, worshipped your pretty pussy thoroughly before ever worrying about his own pleasure. But fuck, it had been so long. Three years since he’d gotten the chance to get off. He hadn’t been able to even get it up in prison, too aware of his surroundings to relax enough. Yet the moment he saw you, his cock was stirring back to life.
With one smooth motion he was filling you up. You winced at the stretch. It had been too long since you’d taken something as big as him and you hadn’t been prepared.
He whimpered at the feeling, dropping his head against your shoulder. “Can I-I move?”
Your nails grazed his shoulder. “Yeah, honey, you can. Take what you need..”
It didn’t take any more encouragement for him to rut his hips against you. His movements were sloppy, fueled by pure want. And it didn’t take long for the burn of the stretch to give way to something toe-curling.
Your head fell back against the pillow. Your fingers dug into the muscle of his shoulder, digging into the flesh. “Andrew,” you let out a soft moan of his name.
“Fuck, feels so good. Y’feel so good,” he babbled out a string of praise. So perfect. Missed you. Needed this. The words continued to tumble from his lips, the movement of his hips stuttering as you clenched around him. “C-can’t, ‘m gonna cum.”
His tears were hot, wet against your shoulder. He trembled as he spilled his load inside you. “Sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He hadn’t meant to cum so fast. He hadn’t finished so quickly since you guys were teenagers. But after so long of waiting, the feeling of your warm, wet, tight, cunt was just too much for him. And he hadn’t meant to start crying but the emotions had just overwhelmed him.
“Shh,” you hushed him gently, rubbing his shoulder.
He sniffled. “Didn’t make you feel good.”
“It’s okay,” you assured him.
You didn’t stop rubbing his back until he’d calmed down. As he did, he finally pulled out of you, shifting his weight so he wasn’t crushing you any longer.
“Wanna make you feel good.”
You nodded, giving him permission. He settled between your thighs.
It was exactly where he wanted to be – with you, in your bed, the home you shared. Tomorrow he could deal with the rest of the world. He’d tell his family he was home. But right now you were the only thing he was focused on. He was home.
desperate to have free use time w pope.. wanna make him eat me out n then sink down into his cock til i make myself sleepy, not even caring how many times he came jus til im done
oh anon, absolutely yes
tw: free use/somno + a bit of fauxcest
taking his time eating you out, laying you out on the bed fully naked, arms wrapped around your thighs, holding them open as your legs fall over his back. you’re so sleepy :(( already came once, pope unable to help himself to more, laps up your pussy with his tongue as you sleepily play with your nipples, moaning about how good he feels. “andy, feels so good—need more.”
you love to use him. this tongue is your favorite spot to be, grinding your hips in his face, telling him what a good boy he is for you. <333 the second orgasm hits you as you arch your back, moaning softly, grabbing his curls to press his face harder into your cunt. “one more, andrew—you’ll do that for me, right? let me use you however i want?”
you watch as he fucks his hips a bit into the mattress, whining as he keeps his face on your pussy, tongue lapping as his nose hits your clit. “you’re a good boy, andy.” you keep holding his face there, riding his tongue as you chase another orgasm. your brain feels foggy with pleasure, wanting to be fucking dumb off of it. the next wave comes quicker, causing you to milk into his mouth, throwing your arms out to clutch the sheets.
he lifts his head—chin wet, eyes teary. <333 “did i do good?” you coo, eyes shutting a bit as you tug him up your body for a kiss. “so good, andy. let momma use your cock to fuck herself to sleep—that sound good?”
like an eager puppy, he nods, grinding his hips into the mattress at your statement. when he lays down, you easily slide onto his fat cock, gasping as he hits somewhere in your stomach. “fuck,” you moan out, gripping your tits and throwing your head back.
you ride him for so long, picking up your speed but slowing down—edging him, as this is for your pleasure, not his. reaching forward, he places his thumb on your clit, circling and entranced by the way you bounce on his cock. “good boy, andrew.” you cum fast, falling on top of him to keep grinding your hips, eventually falling asleep with his aching cock inside of you. :(((
you’ll take care of him in the morning after being such a good toy <333
why is it that everytime i write a Gojo fic it does so bad but anytime i write about other characters Geto, Nanami, and Toji yall eat it up??? I THOUGHT THIS WAS WHAT YALL WANTED do yall hate my albino king?? (i know he’s not albino it’s a joke)
You promised yourself and your friends you wouldn’t come back here, this loud place with colorful lights everywhere. you hated it here, deeply hated it but fuck did you love Gojo’s dick
like always you’re in his room on his bed on your back letting him fuck you again his thumb against your throbbing clit as he thrusts into you deep and hard and you moaned like you’d never felt his dick before and you had no shame why should you? Gojo knows how good his dick
his white pubes a little wet from your even wetter pussy his sculpted abs, his smug fucking grin god, you couldn’t imagine a better place to be on the night before your english lit exam he’s so fucking good, so fucking deep how could you think about anything else but this sensation he’s giving you
“You like that princess?” he fucking knows you do your pussy is so wet and your moaning like it’s your first time being fucked “look at you, so desperate for my dick you can’t stay away from it, can you?”
he wraps his huge hand around your throat as his thrusts get harder and deeper “last time you texted me after and said it wouldn’t happen again, but look at you now letting me stick my dick in you again”
he leans down and kisses you harshly, breathing you in as his thrusts get harder and faster and his hand on your throat squeezes “such a fucking slut for me”
His thumb swiping over your clit causes you to arch your back off the bed, his hand tightening around your throat he knows you love this rough treatment, he loves how you spread your legs wider for him, begging for more without words his thumb circles your clit faster, making you whimper and squirm beneath him.
your back arches off the bed as your orgasm hits you like a fucking train your legs wrap around Gojo’s waist, pulling him deeper as you scream his name your pussy clenches around him rhythmically, milking every drop out of him as he curses and follows right after you
He pulls his cock out fast and cums on your stomach with a loud and grunt, his lips clenched and with his breathing finally steadied he gets up and goes to the bathroom leaving you covered in his cum and sweat
what would he be a nerd about? idk if this really works.. and i don’t write super long fics where anyone is talking much i literally just write smut actually maybe ill do a fratjo one tho MAYBE if i do do one then it’s because of you my love 🫶🏼🪽
i watched all of heated rivalry in one sitting with like three breaks between to pee and get snacks… and I LOVE IT SM OMG like i can not stop thinking about this show i just love it so much i love Shane and Ilya everything about them and their relationship and their fat juicy asses i can’t wait to buy and read the book and Ilya OH MY GOD I NEED THAT BADDD in a disgusting way i need that nine inch white russian he’s just so ugh!! i love him and i love Shane so fucking much id murder all of the mhl for him he’s just so babygirl all he wants is love and understanding and they gave each other that after 9 FUCKING YEARS😖 THAT TYPE OF YEARNING AND LOVE IS ONLY IN BOOKS AND MOVIES
wait do people really prefer character x oc? idk i’ve only ever read character x reader and character x character i don’t really see the point of character x oc im not reading it so someone else can get fucked by Getou I wanna get fucked by Getou (ik it’s not only smut but my point is why would i wanna read someone else’s pov that i don’t even know they’re people saying x reader is weird but is that not like the blueprint?)
“God you’re fucking noisy,” Toji said as he rammed into your dripping pussy hard and fast you couldn’t think or talk only moans and incoherent blabber “That’s what I get for fucking girls I barely know, right?”
lonely and horny as fuck you went on Tinder like your friends suggested they said you just needed a good fuck but you never thought you’d get it this good he was so deep inside you, you thought he’d split you open “Oh my god~” You don’t think you’ve sounded this slutty during sex before
this guy was arrogant and a little annoying but that cock god that fucking cock at least 9 inches and thick even the veins are big he was so deep inside your throbbing wet pussy you could feel his balls slapping against your clit “damn baby is it really that good?” okay he’s really annoying but it’s so worth it
he has you bent over your bed his hand tangled in your hair as he pushed down on your lower back and snapped his hips and you moaned like a desperate whiny bitch and you didn’t even feel ashamed you’d be surprised if this guy didn’t have a kid already
"fuck…" he groans, slamming into you even harder the bed shakes violently and the headboard hits the wall he reaches around, finding your clit and pressing down with just the right amount of pressure "take this dick baby"
his fingers circle your clit applying gentle pressure as he continues to pound into you mercilessly. His other hand remains tangled in your hair, pulling your head back at a sharp angle “Fuck you're so tight and wet like a goddamn vice around my cock”
"oh fuck~" You scream as his thick cock hits your deepest point triggering your orgasm Your walls clench around him milking him for everything he's got Toji growls "Fuck yeah take this cum you needy little slut~"
as you come down from your high he let’s go of you hair and you flop down on your bed you look back at him and see him pulling off the condom and tying it “so can i stay the night?” he says smirking at you
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