AGE IN YOUR FUCKING BIO! I really appreciate it| You can call me Sacha | they/them | 22 | 18+! MINORS BEGONE | I consume and even write dark content | Occasionally sfw | All dark content&creators welcome | Mainly write for Poc | all are welcomed though | femme w masc tendencies, PANSEXUAL and proud |
Warningsâ ď¸ pseudocest, noncon to dubcon, Daddy kink, mentions of choking and biting, breeding kink, cheating, undertones of d/s dynamics, dumbification; if i left anything out pls lmk
A.N not proof read just wanted to finally get something out the again after losing motivation for 8+ months so i hope you guys like this one
*15 other fics weeping silently in the drafts*
In the deafening quiet, the soft sounds of skin slapping skin is echoing off the walls. Soft whines and breathy moans mixed with small grunts and messy kisses. Thoughts of how shameful the infidelity thatâs occurring right now in your bedroom but the most prominent thought is how? How did this happen?
It was a normal day except mom had to go out on a business trip and your stepdad didnât care too much it seemed just grumbling a be careful. You went to hang with friends for about 6 hours âbout time you returned home it was dark and he was watching a movie so you said your hellos and went to take a shower laid down and went to sleep. So why did you wake up to the feeling of someone head between your thighs and the feeling of fingers lazily circling your clit and occasionally kitten licks. Fortunately your comforter was still on you and your assailant so they didnât know you were up yet as you made sure to hold your noises back. You felt two thick fingers enter your soaking cunt and curl up making keen and swoon and the movement, it seems they know youâre up now so the remove to the cover though it doesnât make much of a difference since itâs still pitch black in here. Feeling the person lean in a lick a stripe from the nape of your neck to the bottom of your ear making you stifle any further sounds. He worked at your body, tweaking and pulling your nipples, biting you leaving marks for sure, what really got you was his voice that made you freeze up
â Whatâs the matter sweet girl?â You know that voice â Cats got âyer tongue.â He laughed a bit not even giving you time to adjust to the shock of who was really making you feel this pleasure before he lines himself up to your core and pushing in with little resistance from you, the earlier prep being a enough for him âThis maybe shocking to you but youâve been my wildest fantasies, when Iâm balls deep in your mother all in can think about having my sweet sweet baby calling and clinging to me like that instead.â That was earlier, whenever earlier was, you couldnât tell what time it was.
With each thrust of his hips had you jolting and whining. Again you knew this was wrong but the way you stepdads cock was reaching places you never felt before and hitting the right spots your exâs could only dream of, had you not thinking clearly.
â Whatâs going on in that pretty head of yours, huh? Looks like youâre thinking too muchâ He grunts feeling your velvety wall milking him for everything heâs got âthe only thing you should be thinking about is how daddyâs going to fuck you dumbâ moaning at the thought of not being able to think of a thing as he uses you, feeling your cunt tighten up you couldnât help the soft moan you let out
âK-Katsukiii~â roll off your lips like a heâs a god. Your senses overwhelmed from all touching and choking and kissing and the hard thrust from his hips had you seeing white âDaddy please please please cum in me, Iâll be good i promise⌠âm just want to feel ya Daddy.. i want you to make me your breeding bitchâ your babbling somewhat coherent enough for him to loose all restraint and goes feral. Pining you down, large hands grabbing your thighs hooking them in between the crooks of his elbows driving his thick cock in you sopping cunt, the lewd sound of squelching and slaps of skin against skin.
âHuh? I fucked you stupid already,â he laughs enjoying how ready you are for his cum and how you cry out his name when he hits the spongey spot âSince you asked so nicely Daddyâs gonna breed you like his life depends on itâ needless to say youâre Katsukis favorite now and your mother just donât know why
#Warnings: Daddy kink, creampie, M oral, F oral, fingering, slight edging, nipple play, pussy spank, age gap, praise, friends dad.
#Word Count: 2.7K
Minors for the love of all thatâs holy please DO NOT interact , thank you :)
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Dilf Asahi whose been divorced for a few years and is so touch starved and lonely. The divorce took a real hit to his self-esteem, so he had put no effort in putting himself out there again, thinking he was too old to start dating again so whatâs the point. You just wanted him to see himself how you see him because the years have been kind to him, still so big and strong, he may be a little soft now, but it makes his more welcoming, makes you feel safe. You think you should feel a little guilt with using your friend to get closer to her dad, but you canât find yourself caring every time you get a look at his thick cock straining against the front of his pants. You want him and youâll get him.
However, you wouldnât put so much effort into getting his attention if it wasnât paying off. You can practically feel his gaze glued to you whenever you show up at his house in your tiny skirt, every time you slightly bend over and it ignites you, the evidence being the obvious wet patch in your underwear. But poor Asahi would never try anything, he wasnât like that, he felt shame in just looking let alone trying to touch, but youâre okay with making the first few moves because theyâll pay offâŚand oh they do.
 It was late, your friend passed out long ago and when sheâs out, sheâs out, so you have no worry when it comes to her. You can hear the faint sound of the tv downstairs indicating that Asahi is still awake â perfect. You slowly make your way downstairs and smirk as he sputters once he gets a look at you. Your nipples are pebbled in the thin shirt youâre wearing â his shirt to be precise. Itâs a tattered old band tee that he gave to his daughter years back, once it started to get tight on him and you pat yourself on the back for deciding to go with this outfit choice. He clears his throat and snaps out of his thoughts as he addresses you âwhat are you still doing up?â. âcouldnât sleepâ you slightly pout, which draws his gaze to your plump glossy lips.
 You make your way towards the couch he was spread out on, âcan I sit here?â you innocently ask. âI donât think thatâs a good ideaâ he gets out while keeping his gaze trained on the tv.
You slowly sank to your knees in front of him and rested your hand on his thigh, high enough for it to make his breath hitch. âWhat are you doing?â he rasped out while glancing down at you. âJust want to make you feel goodâŚdaddyâ the word you decided to add at the end had him roughly swallowing the saliva that was collecting in his mouth. While he had yet to accept your advances, he made no move to reject them, and you took that as a good sign. To further encourage him, you slowly started to massage his thigh, barely inching your hand higher, you didnât want to scare him off. âI see the way you look at me, no one has to knowâ you blinked up at him.
You rose on your knees and inched your face closer to his and repeated your previous words in a whisper against his parted lips âno one has to knowâ, briefly glancing down at his obvious bulge that indicated that he was enjoying this more than he let on, you gently closed the remaining gap and pressed your lips against his. After a few seconds of Asahi being frozen on the spot, his reserve had clearly broken as he reciprocated the kiss with vigour.
As the kiss grew more heated and passionate, you inched your hand up his thigh and massaged his cock through his sweats and felt it respond to your touch as it grew impossibly hard, desperate to be released from its confines.
By now he gave up on resisting any of your advances and welcomed them, quickly opening his mouth once he felt your tongue probing his lips and meeting it in a twisted dance. You moved to straddle his legs and he happily accommodated you by leaning back on the couch where he cupped the back of your neck and pushed you further into the kiss. âDo you knowâŚhow longâŚIâve waited for thisâ he got out through rough kisses. âDefinitely not as long as meâ
You moved your hand from his cock to his wrist, gently grabbing it and guiding it up your shirt, until it made contact with your braless chest. Your tongues continued messily twisting around each other as he moved to fully cup your breast and delicately kneed it. Your nipples immediately hardened under his touch, and he let out a groan as he moved to remove your (his) shirt and toss it on the couch next to him. He briefly pulled away from you to admire the sight in front of him. He had wanted this for so long and he could barely believe that this was happening, that someone like you would even want him, even glance at him. But as you sat in front of him, chest heaving from your passionate kiss, he couldnât bear to waste another moment, not when your puffy nipples looked oh so inviting.
He brought his head closer to your chest and at first just kissed around your breast, taking his time to shower you with his admiration, then he progressed to lapping at your nipples which had you clenching in his lap, before he eventually took your nipple into his mouth and sucked. He gently held it between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue. âooooh godâ you moaned out, gripping the back of his head and pulling him tight to your chest. He moved to cup your other breast and rolled your nipple between his fingers, while his mouth continued its torture with your other nipple. His ministrations had you grinding your pussy against him, the more aggressive he got with your nipples, the harder you ground your pussy against his throbbing length. âOh fuckâ you softly breathed out, pulling his head away from your nipple and bringing it back up to your mouth.
You broke of the kiss and tugged at his shirt âI think youâre a little overdressedâ you grinned. With a brief chuckle he let you help him out of his shirt and now it was your turn to admire him. He had clearly still maintained his physique from his volleyball days and that was clear from his large arms and toned chest and while his abs may have faded, they left in place a still firm surface. You slid off his lap and wiggled out of your remaining article of clothing- your very damp panties.
You stood for a few seconds and let him gaze at your wet slit that the light from the tv clearly highlighted before you leaned over him and tugged at his sweats, âlet me help you out of thoseâ. You pulled his sweats and boxers off together and his hard cock sprang to attention, the tip already swollen and leaking. âFuck, if I knew you had such a big cock, I would have made a move long agoâ, all he did was sweetly smile at you as you sank to your knees between his legs and took his cock into your hand and gave it an experimental stroke. Like music to your ears, you received a gruff groan from above as he cleared your hair away from your face. Starting from the base of his dick, you licked a stripe up to his tip and sucked it into you mouth, âshit baby, that feels so goodâ he panted out.
You released his cock and gave him a sultry smile. Taking your time, you started to lick the length of his shaft, occasionally paying attention to his balls, and taking them into your mouth. You brought him to the edge multiple times but pulled him back just as fast, enjoying his panting and flushed face as he begged you to let him cum. Precum was dripping down his cock, making it look even more delectable and you couldnât help taking it back into your mouth and sliding it further and further until it hit the back of your throat. He was so thick and long that it was a struggle to accommodate him, but you so desperately wanted to make him fit â to make him feel good. He slowly slid back out, leaving just the tip to give you a chance to catch your breath. With the remaining length, you used your hands to stroke him with twisting motions which seeming to be the last straw. He pumped his load into your mouth with broken moans and bated breaths while you worked your throat to swallow it and looked up at him to catch him looking at you with glazed eyes. You opened your mouth showing him the remnants of his cum on your tongue before swallowing it down, âyou like me being your little cum slut daddy?â
With a soft curse all he could do was nod yes â even in this situation he was still your soft and shy Asahi.
âYouâre amazing. Come up here, I want to taste your pussy princessâ. You crawled up towards him as he shuffled down to make room for you to straddle his face, your bare pussy now spread out before him. Reaching up he grabs the flesh of your ass in both hands to drag your wet pussy closer to his face where he proceeds to tentatively lick it. Spurred on by your quiet moans, he became bolder with his strokes, alternating from sucking your clit and sliding his tongue into your dripping hole. Asahi voiced his appreciation of your taste with muffled groans into your pussy, the vibrations making you grip his long hair and drag him further into you.
âOh fuck Asahi, that feels so goodâ you groaned. Your praise was met with more eager sucking as you continued to wantonly moan and grind your cunt harder against his face, the slight stubble he supported lightly scratched the sensitive parts of your thighs which further turned you on. So entranced with your own pleasure you donât notice him slide his middle finger into your tight hole, it clenching around the intrusion. He laps at your clit to ease the grip it has on his finger âshh its okay princess, loosen up for me, okay?â he mumbles against your wet core before proceeding to push his finger in and out.
Your breathing was starting to get more erratic and the noises you were making were getting to a dangerous level which resulted in a sharp slap to your pussy. You groaned in surprise at the sting that shorty transformed into pleasure, almost tipping you over the edge âyouâve got to be quiet, wouldnât want you waking up f/n and cutting this shortâ. All you could do was nod in reply as he continued his ministrations, adding another finger and picking up speed while all you could do was bite your bottom lip to conceal the sounds. The tight string in your tummy snapped as he assaulted the sweet spot inside you and you came with a silent scream, eyes screwed shut as he looked up at you from under hooded eyes. You spasmed above him as he slowly brought you down from your high, placing gentle kisses on your puffy pussy and thighs âYou done so well baby, came so hard and you managed to keep quietâ.
You lowered yourself onto his lap and brought your faces closer, âjust for you daddyâ before your lips met again in a less heated kiss. As his tongue invaded your mouth, you could taste yourself on him and groaned at the taste, âI like the taste of my pussy on you, you should eat it more oftenâ. Even after everything he found himself blushing at that, unable to stop himself from gripping you harder and dragging you against him, his now hard dick sliding through your wet folds. âMmh I canât wait to finally have you inside meâ.
And with that you reached back and gripped his thick length and slid it between your slit, getting him nice and wet and teasing yourself as you felt his tip bump against your still throbbing clit, causing you to whine. âPlease baby put it inâ he desperately begged. Ever so slowly you lowered yourself onto him, taking your time to feel every inch invade you, feel every vein rub against you, it seemed like an eternity before you reached the base, sitting firmly against his lap now with his dick deep inside you. You planted your hands against his chest, and he moved his hands to your hips, letting you get comfortable with his size, âfuck youâre so big daddy, can feel you deep inside meâ, âI know baby I know, I can feel you clenching around me, so fucking tightâ.
After a few seconds, you slowly rose, clenching at the sheer size of him before dropping down. You continued this motion for every inch before you got to his tip and slammed back down, both of you throwing your heads back at the feeling, âfuck just like that baby, just like thatâ. You continued this rhythm, riding his cock as his nails left crescent moons on your ass and his eager hands helped you in rising and dropping back down, âmmh fuck, I want you deeperâ you moaned out. With firm hands he placed his hand on your back and pushed you towards him, your chest now flush with his and your face safely in the crook of his neck. You placed your hands against the back of the couch for support as he planted his feet and roughly thrusted up. The new angle had him hitting places inside you that had you seeing stars and clenching around him impossibly tighter, âshit, you like that princess?â âyes daddyâ you cried out.
He continued to roughly pound into you, the slapping sounds echoing around the room, and you should have been slightly worried about the noise but all you could focus on was what he was doing to your body and your quickly rising orgasm. Each thrust became deeper, and your juices freely leaked out of you, a white ring surrounded the base of his dick, indicating your arousal. His movements soon became erratic, and he reached down to slide his hand between you both, fingers making quick work of your clit âcum for me baby, I know youâre closeâ. A few hard thrusts were all it took for you to break, your teeth sinking into his shoulder to hide you moans as you tightened around him. He let out a few curses as he continued his brutal pace, âwhere do you want me to cum?â he managed to ask through clenched teeth. âInside meâ you replied with zero hesitation, âfuckkkâ he groaned out before he joined you in bliss, shooting hot jets of cum deep inside you, the throbbing of his cock becoming to much for you â you were bordering on overstimulation at this point.
You were both breathing heavily as you came down, you rested your head on his shoulder as he massaged your hips that were previously in his bruising grip. His cock was still lodged inside you and you could feel him softening up, something that was far more pleasant than you expected. With a gentle grip on your neck, he brought your face out of his neck so he could place a kiss on your lips and forehead. He looked good like this you thought, all fucked out and sweaty. âThat was far better than I imaginedâ you grinned at him. âDefinitely better than my dreamsâ he grinned back before noticing his cum leaking out of you, a sight that had him hardening again, âwe should get you cleaned upâ he said before gently lifting you off him. Before either of you could move any further a sound at the top of the stairs caught your attentionâŚ
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Note: in honour of me finishing my exams (which I think I failed) enjoy this smut thatâs been sitting in my drafts since forever.
cw: smut, hybrids, dub-con, biting/marking, a bit of dirty talk, wolf hybrid!bakugou and fox hybrid!reader
wolf hybrid!bakugou who's had enough of a thieving, fox hybrid!reader; you've been stealing his food throughout the bitter winter - more times than he can count - and he finally gets sick of it so he sets bait that's far too irresistable to pass up, and plays the waiting game...
he catches you redhanded, and this time, you don't get to escape, 'cause he's got your throat between his jaws while he's driving his thick, veiny cock between your folds.
deep, guttural huffs and growls roll off the tip of his tongue, his teeth only digging and tearing and bruising the meat of your neck the more he rams his dick harder and harder and harder into your poor, pliant body.
he completely overpowers you. there's absolutely no way you can fight back. but it feels so fuckin' good when he gets rough and brutal with you; fucking you into a pile of putty and submission and putting you in your place for daring to steal from him.
he leaves his mark on you, leaves no inch overlooked. his tongue laps and his lips suck at any bite he's left behind. there isn't a single bit of flesh on your body that hasn't been claimed by such a ravenous wolf by the time he's done abusing your insides with his cock.
"'betch ya wished you never stole from me now, hah?" he snarls, baring those sharp, glistening canines and glossy pink gums. "smug punk ass thought you could get away with stealing my meat? bet you fuckin' like this."
a torn up whimper trembles from between your quivering lips in response. too fucked out to form a coherent word. he grabs you by the tuft of your fluffy ear in one hand, and your jaw in another. his sharp claws prickling your cheeks, threatening to sink in, but never scratching.
his nails are only there to add the thrill of danger; to prompt gooseflesh and send pleasant shivers down your spine. to express his newfound ownership over your body.
"fuckin' thought so. ya bit off more than you can chew, pup," he guffaws, licking the corner of his mouth while he enjoys his meal with a sneer.
sure, you gotta pay him back 'cause he's being far more merciful right now - so generous - but he'd be lying to himself if he said that drilling his dick into and rearranging your guts wasn't the best fucking thing he's ever dined on.
You know that tiktok where a guy is at the gym and lays down to do some workout and a girl accidentally sits on his face?
That, but with Bakugou.
You're an airhead, went to the gym only a handful of times, and then when you come back after months of procrastination, they rearranged things around. And you're lost looking for something but can't find it, so you sit down to send a text to one of your friends that work there, only to end up sitting on Dynimight's face.
You turn around to hastily apologize, because holy shit you are mortified, if you could you'd dig up a hole and crawl in it. And you do, apologies spill out of your mouth and when you see on whose face you sat you just run for your life.
For the next two weeks you don't leave your apartament, too scared. You still simmer in mortification, and despite not wanting to, you have to go out and buy groceries, praying all the gods, spirits, fairies, elves, unicorns whoever listens, for that episode to be forgotten and never to be relived.
But luck is not on your side, not when you stumble across Dynamight on the vegetable aisle. You hope he doesn't remember, hope that he hasn't seen your face, so you try your best to act as if you don't know him. And you pretend that the carrots in your hands are the most interesting thing on earth.
"Those feel like polyester. Roppongi market has the best shit."
You jump at the sudden voice, and startled turn around.
Surprise, surprise, Dynamight.
"Oh.. uh, yeah, thanks"
"You're skittish, despite having already sat on my face"
"Oh my God-" again, humiliation crawls up your neck, "I'm so, so sorry, I swear I didn't-"
"Chill angel face, 'm not saying I didn't like it. But you should wine and dine me first"
As promised a technically rewritten version of that lost Bakugou fwbs post
Warnings: jealous/possessive behavior, daddy kink, swearing, casual relationship turning serious, spanking, Bakugou typical inability to express emotions properly, afab reader with she/her pronouns, sex tape
Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x reader
-He doesnât do casual
-He hates everything about it really
-Especially the lingering feeling of guilt and shame he feels afterwards
-Like he was used and tossed aside, like he did the exact same to them
-He fucking hated it
-So, how did he end up here in her bed knowing he wouldnât be around in the morning to see her get up for work?
-With a bag packed and ready to go before her neighbors could see him leaving?
-How did he find himself coming over just to fuck her and leave like it was nothing?
-Like he didnât have perfect little pussy snug around his cock just before he had to go into work?
-He wanted to believe he just truly didnât have feelings for her and thatâs why he never ended it after the first time they fell in bed together
-But the truth is, the first time wasnât exactly emotionless on his part either
-A drunk mess sure, but he had meant it when he slurred out his confessions of love
-And it hurt the next day when she said she barely remembered it but knew what she did was worth a repeat hookup, but still
-It was a chance to touch them when sober and he wanted that so badly, he didnât realize it would lead to this though
-Not that he hasnât tried to tell her how he feels, but it always gets caught in his throat when he looks her and sees that pretty little smile and gets overwhelmed with the thought of losing it and her company
-So he swallows it down, and asks if she wants to come over and try on that pretty little thing she just bought for him
-Because he knows how to fuck her
-Thatâs almost become second nature, itâs talking to her thatâs difficult
-So with plans for later and the frustration of not being able to say what he wants to say you can imagine how he wasnât in the best mood for work
-Unfortunately he couldnât even throw himself into it get his mind elsewhere because of a stupid joint practice or whatever the fuck it was branded as for public eyes meant he didnât even get to get ready in peace
-His former classmates chattering excessively ruining that, but moreover their topic of choice pissed him off
-Couldnât he escape her for even just a minute?! And why the fuck did they think they had the right to talk about her anyways?!
-Sure not everyone was talking about her, but hearing dunce face talking about how raccoon eyes says (Yn) showed up with hickeys and refusing to talk about it, meaning in his oh so professional opinion, that she isnât getting fucked right isnât doing anything to help his mood
-And itâs worse when he starts spouting off how heâd do it and the other extras entertain him with their opinions
-The rest of the day is a blur, too busy thinking about how heâs gonna rectify this problem that when he happens to run into her around the end of patrol he has no hesitations about pulling her into an alley
-Growls something about needing relief and sheâs all to willing to be that for him
-Especially when his idea of relief was to lift her up and pin her against a wall for rough paced quickie and a warm load of cum for her to keep in her until they hooked up again later
-But she still had to know what had him so riled, he wasnât usually the type to fuck on the clock so what gives?
-âItâs nothing, just some shitty locker room talk and it was just pissing me offâ âWhy? I didnât think you were the type let others talking about a friend bother, unless that is Iâm more than that too you. I am, arenât I?â
-That earned at least 15 minutes of arguing about how she should have said something if she knew and how she was waiting for him to be ready to have that conversation and was simply done waiting and besides does he want to fight or does he want to go make sure no one has any doubts about them?
-And thatâs how the guys group chat he seldomly takes part in gets an interesting video
-Out of focus at first, but the clear sloppy sounds of skin slapping against skin gave a good indication of what this was about to be
-Muffled moans slipping past an unseen mouth, getting higher in pitch the rougher that pretty pussy on screen was fucked
-That would have been enough, but Bakugou has always been extra
-âYou gonna cum princess? Want Me to let you cum all over this cock?â âMmm, pleaseâ âTell me why I should, tell me who this cute little cunt belongs toâ âYours, itâs yours Katsuâahh!â
-2 sharp sounding smacks against her ass and a hissed whoâs? followed
-No one talks about it to them after, probably out of shame for their own actions, but thereâs definitely more than one screenshot of cum leaking out her pussy
baby daddy touya is in charge of bringing his toddler to dance class twice a week. he walks in, a pink little bag thrown over his shoulder as he clomps around in his raggedy old doctor martens, a happy little toddler trailing beside him. he stays the whole time, throwing a couple thumbs ups her way when she looks to him for validation
I hold your hands down, my knee relentlessly grinding into your crotch. âGo on baby, let me hear you say it. I know you know itâs the truth.â You whimpering and whining out âI-Iâm a pretty pet!!!â Repeatedly as you feel me tease you to the edge of climax again and again. Surely, youâll never dare insult my perfect property again, right?
I want a girl I can climb into bed with and cuddle with as we talk about our day doing the cheesy romantic stuff. Playing with my hair playing with her fingers giggling with butterflies in my tummy and my heart to just feel lighter after a long day. I donât think thatâs too much to ask for.
nine months of anticipation amongst not only the higher-ups, but the entire jujutsu society, who counted down the days until the newest member of the gojo clan entered the world. the son of the strongest sorcerer in the world. the heir to the most powerful sorcerer family, built upon centuries of history.
gojo was ecstatic when you told him heâd be a father, to the point of tears. years of loneliness had conditioned him to believe heâd never be good enough for someone to stick around, let alone have a family with.
but then came the gruelling, dreadful realisation â this was his child. a gojo. heâd never wish the burden of his six eyes and his limitless upon anyone, especially not his son. it was one of the only times satoru gojo had ever felt truly helpless, imagining his own blood being subjected to the same ruthless pressure heâd faced his entire life.
heâd stay awake every night, racking his brain for an idea. a way to keep his unborn child from facing anything close to what he had faced. maybe you three could move away somewhere, far away. a foreign countryside perhaps. his child would never have to know about sorcery. well, until he sees a cursed spirit and everything goes down the drain.
the day comes. the birth goes extremely well. youâre healthy. the baby is healthy.
gojo is frozen as he stares down at the newborn in his arms. no matter how hard he tries he canât seem to comprehend that this tiny being is his. thereâs something else, too.
thereâs not a shred of cursed energy.
it seems impossible â âwas the baby switched?â âmaybe itâll develop as he gets older.â âis gojo the real father? i knew that wife of his was a whore.â
the higher-ups are not only seething, theyâre panicking. without gojo, whoâll be there for them to pin all responsibility on? whoâll be there for them to place the burden of keeping the world safe on?
gojo, however, has never been more relieved.
he pictures his little son in a few years time, untouched by the horrors of his fatherâs job, innocent to an entire unknown world of monsters. he hasnât witnessed death, become acquainted with it like his father has. he doesnât have a group of snobby, conservative elders watching and scrutinising his every move.
heâs allowed to be a boy. not a sorcerer. not an heir. not the strongest. just a human. gojo vows he wonât let anything change that.
Summary: Seroâs the guitarist of your favorite band and a man you idolize. When you meet him backstage before a show, he turns out to be a bit more sinister than you expected. A continuation of the story âSweatâ this time focusing on a new reader and Sero.Â
âThere was a clear power dynamic between alphas and omegas. Everyone alive knew this. No matter how strong, no matter how smart, an omega was almost always at the mercy of their pheromones. Thatâs how the world worked, no matter how nasty. So it was hard for you to look at Sero and say no when he crowded you in the dressing room after the show. Not that you wanted to. Not that when he stood over you like this, every nerve in your body wasnât on fire, tickled by the way he smelled, by the way he was looking at you like you were something to be devoured.âÂ
Content Warnings: A/b/o, dubcon (power dynamics), knotting, biting, marking, slight dacryphilia, semi-public sex, slight exhibitionism, finger-choking, gagging, toxic relationships, possessiveness, jealousy, oral sex (m and f receiving), fingering, slight manipulation, slight size kink, multiple orgasms, Sero is kind of an asshole.Â
Word Count:Â 8.4kÂ
A/N:Â My first (and long overdue) Sero fic. Thank you to @ringpop-poppyâ for giving this a read and encouraging me with her antichrist level sexy Sero.Â
âAw, sweetheart. Your hands are shakinâ.â Sero smiled down at you, head titled. âNo need to be nervous, I donât bite⌠âless you want me to.âÂ
Your face flushed with heat. Fuck, this was Sero Hanta. The Sero. The guitarist of your favorite group, Sweat, and an alpha with pheromones that you could feel through the fucking record. He was taller than you expected, with a smaller waist and broader shoulders, big palms that covered yours entirely when he took your hands in a shit attempt to calm you down. So much for that, he could probably feel the ground shaking from the way you trembled under his gaze.
these best friend demon slayer asks need to stop i can't live like this. whats next. best friend izuku? best friends eren n armin? best friend yuuji? enough!!!!
BEST FRIEND YUUJI âšď¸âšď¸âšď¸âšď¸âšď¸
@niggette âšď¸âšď¸âšď¸âšď¸ ur under arrest.
best friend!Megumi who defends you from meanie school bullies while simultaneously bullying you :)
best friend megumi who hates when you call him âGumi yet youâre still the only one who he lets say it :)
best friend Megumi who gets jealous n possessive when you hang with Yuji n him because youâre his friend
best friend Megumi who knows you have night terrors and just sighs in feigned annoyance when you sneak into his room 𼺠rolling his bleary eyes while opening his blankets for you
best friend Megumi who confides in you about his family after you tell him about your own issues because âsâonly fairâ
bestie Megumi who gets noticeably antsy n agitated when youâre gone or out of his sight for an extended period of time since heâs so used to being your protector 𼺠âima big girl now Gumi, Iâll be fine!â
best friend Megumi who flicks your forehead when you try n shame your body cause âfat doesnât mean uglyâ trying to say youâre ugly?â makes you feel guilty with his deep, introspective eyes crinkled up in a frown
best friend Megumi who lies awake on the floor pretending to be asleep so he can hear your small hushed whines ân cries as you grind your fat little clit against his pillow, praying you donât put it in the wash before he wakes up
Best friend Megumi who scoffs with pink cheeks after being teased by his own father when you sleepover one night, in his clothes, after a spat with your parents âalready wearing your shirt? didnât think you had it in you, Megâ
Best friend Megumi who scoffs when Nobara calls him hopeless, that he âdoesnât know what sheâs talking aboutâ as if their whole friend group doesnât see the way they eyefuck eachother
Best friend Megumi who hates that he dreams of drinking your thick n sticky cum, of fingering your fat chubby cunt till it gapes around his hand, puffy labia sticking to his gangly fingers as your pussy leaks n squelches; of gripping you by the chin to gaze into your eyes as he nips and sucks at your tongue, of making you shake n whimper in teary-eyed pleasure beneath him because âsheâs just a friend, friends donât do thisâ đ¤§
Best friend Megumi who fights the urge to kill Gojo after he assigns you to the room right next to his, as though heâs taunting him; daring the two of you to just go for it...
gets it from his dad 𼺠donât say that to him though; according to Gojo, heâll throw a fitâ
no but laying on the couch, watchinâ tv with your legs/feet in his lap and getting a sudden bout of self consciousness because what if he can see up my skirt? or my tummy looks bigger at his angleâ
so you try pullin away to tuck yourself in but he just huffs, gives you a look n grips your ankles to yank you back down his lap 𼺠brows all quirked up so you know heâs irritated
squeal all you want, youâre not leaving đ¤ˇđ˝ââď¸
having to sit on megumiâs lap bc the car is full âšď¸âšď¸âšď¸ you think maybe nobara should, and even offer to sit in the front, but sheâs just wonât budge :(( n yuuji is no help either.
trying to shift your weight away from him âcause your scared youâre hurting himâyou think you can feel the irritation flowing off of him in waves, can see it in the way his brow twitches and his mouth twists. but you keep squirming. thatâs why megumi sinks his fingers into your sides and pulls you across his knees. to keep you from pressing back into his dick. heâd rather die than deal with that in front of nobara n gojo.
PLEASE the sad part is they know đ they do the shit on purpose cause god youâre both hopeless and Megumi KNOWS theyâre doing it on purpose, they even manage to rope ijichi into it, albeit unbenounced to himâ
like getting back from a mission and ijichiâs the driver meaning he ainât gonna say shit to yâall awkward asses, especially Megumi, other than a polite âhelloâ. itâs just dead silence in the car aside from the slightly scratchy radio station Ijichi put on. youâre over here about to keel over on megumiâs shoulder, ready to pass out from exhaustion when you couldâve sworn you felt a hand skirt around your thighs, toying with the band of your pants; but then again itâs dark out and youâre very tired so maybe youâre just imagining it? sânot like âGumi would do something like that :/
You just barely closed your eyes when you felt a large, warm hand grip your inner thighs, not going upwards nor downwards, just resting itâs strong hold on your big, sensitive thigh. and the light shudders of breath that rack your chest? the small familiar whine of ââm sensitive âGumiââ as you squirm in his hold once more? sâmusic to his ears đĽş
manâs trying so hard not to fingerblast you in the car, to not make you squirt n squirt on his hands and make you lick it clean, to not kiss rivers of tears off your chubby cheeks as he overstimulates your puffy clit with his thick, calloused thumbs
megumi :((( going out for drinks and best friend gumi doesnât even think twice about looking out for you. holds your hand when you ask, holds your drink for you because youâre dumb enough to set it down somewhere and forget. grunts low and catches you all sweet when your body crashes into his, when your breasts bounce and squish against him. and megumi canât even tell if youâre doin it on purpose. eyes all big and shiny when you whine and tug for him to come dance with you. just one dance, megumi! i wanna dance with you please.
and one thing about megumi? when you ask, he just canât say no :((
best friend megumi drags you to his house for the night and watches you roll around on his floor, drunk and pretty and having the time of your life. âlove being with you, megumi. love megumi sâmuch.â
best friend megumi finally reaching his breaking point when he goes to tuck you into his bed and you wonât let him go. nudge your nose against his jaw n practically purr for him to sleep with you.
best friend megumi reaching his breaking point when you wrap your hands around his wrist and bring it forward to touch you right over your breast. âwant your babies,â you sigh, eyes low and voice soft. âthink aboutâhiccupâthink about beinâ your pretty wife and-andâ,â
âyou donât know what youâre saying. go to sleep, dummy.â
âno!â you pout, fingers wrapping around his bicep tighter. âi canâi can show you. mâso wet.. sâuncomfortable. wanted you all night, m-megumi. wanted you to kissâkiss me.â
hhhh heâd flush so bad. youâre never this open with him. all his pining and you wanna play with him like this? he doesnât know what to do.
one thing about Megumiâ he does not take advantage of people. so, despite your hot little whines and pleas, he just dims his hopefulness down and merely gives u water n aspirin before leaving your room, staying in the room next to yours to make sure youâre not too fucked up come morning :( he mightâve snuck a kiss on ur forehead but ur too drunk to ensure this, mightâve gripped your wrist a bit too hard when he gave it a small peck but youâre not sure, ya know?
heâs too much of pussy to bring it up after the fact and youâre too drunk to remember the night in full and while your friends tell you Megumi took you home, something in your head just tells you something...more happened :( judging by the lingering looks Megumi gives you and the way he seems to avoid you
ughhh best friend megs having to deal w you n your tears when you corner him demanding to know why he hates you sâmuch now :(( he avoids you like the plague and you donât know why.
n now he has to wipe your sniveling face off w tissue and tuck your head into his neck to apologize. >:( good.
bestfr megumi and chubby reader in their fourth year of jjk tech. dorming right next to each other. youâre in his room all the time chatting his ear off, but itâs okay bc megumi likes the sound of your voice. (likes it more than youâll ever know, actuallyâpumps his cock to memories of you whining his name, all needy and breathy.)
youâre trying to squeeze the truth out of himâwhat the hell was he avoiding you for? did you say something mean? maybe something about how fine his daddy is <\\3
but megumiâs so fucking stubborn. ugh. you push at his chest (playfully) because heâs pissing you off but then he catches your wrist in his hands and wrangles you closer. manhandles you until youâre pressed to his chest and looking him right in the eye. makes you squirm a littleâthe way his fingers dig into the fat of your waist to keep you here, chest to chest with the prettiest man you know.
âdonât remember?â gumi scoffs down at you. âsaid you wanted my babies. want me to give âem to you now? pin you down andâ,â
n youâre just staring up at him like 𼺠pussy clenching and dripping while he gives it to ya in detail how easy itâd be to just press those pretty legs up and steal orgasm after orgasm outta you 𼺠how if he had any less self control, youâd be dripping cum from your cunt and maybe even pregnant like you swear you wanna be. the zenin men are notoriously fertile, see.
and when megumi tightens his grip on your waist, nâ leans down to your level until your noses brush, you start whining.
ânext time, think before you speak. if it had been anyone elseâ,â
âfine,â you sniffle. âmâsorry. didnât mean to make you upset, gumi.â
âsânot about me,â he scowls, tugs at your hair once or twice. hardheaded brat. âmâlooking out for you.â
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