✧˖°.𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 ; @lillys-bakery ; my fics are fem!reader focused, although gender neutral requests are welcomed.ᐟ
.☘︎ ݁˖𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯. . .ᐟ
𓏵‧₊˚┊⌗ 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫 ! these are my interpretations of the characters ; might be wrong, and as such, i hope you read my fics as just that, fiction. hate will be blocked‹𝟹
ᨳ𝐜/𝐰: smut 18 + mdni, piv, lotus position, oral (f! rec), overstimulation, dacryphilia, shibari, finger fucking, soft!tamsy, praises ᨳ𝐰/𝐜: 1,6k ᨳ𝐚/𝐧: his voice and eyes make me unngghhhh🧍♀️
Thinking about 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who gets handsy everytime you're near him. Whether you're wearing the Cleaner's uniform or the lounge wear he gets for you, he just have to smack or pinch your ass. It doesn't matter that you're alone or on a trash beast exterminating mission. He will smack that ass. Trust.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who is very good with dates! He remembers each and everytime anything remotely significant happened in your life and has that date etched into his brain. Be it the first ever date he took you on, or the day you joined the Cleaners. He has that all in his mind. And he never fails to wish you as such with gifts varying a wide range.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who has gifts for every occasion. Your pet's birthday? They get a custom-made collar. Your periods? A basket full of chocolates, flowers (artificial ones for now,) heating pads, cookies, medicine and anything you could think of. And if its your birthday, don't even think of stepping our your shared room.
You'd spend the entire next day just opening gifts from your husband who just sits by your side, eyes sparkling each time you unwrap a present.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who learns how to grow flowers from Delmon. The soil on the Ground is not the best for flowers to bloom. But if Delmon can do it, so will your husband.
Tamsy spends months after months of learning gardening from Delmon, learning everything there is to know about flowers. What flowers to grow, their seasons, what diseases that they can get, absolutely everything. And after a year spent learning and months of trial and failure, Tamsy surprises you with your personal garden. Planting flowers so that there is blooms every month, all through the year.
The crystal vase by your bedside table never goes empty.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who gets jealous easily. If you spend a second too long with talking to someone else, the man sulks like a child, pouting till you kiss that pout off.
He even gets jealous of the Kids squad who has come to love you as a mother figure, coming to your and your husband's room every now and then, sitting all surrounding you as you tell them stories.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who stands by the doorway frozen in place as he saw everyone form the Kids Team sleeping around you — Rudo's head resting on your right shoulder, Guita on the left, Dear sleeping in your lap with your fingers in his hair, Remlin sleeping with his mouth hung open by your feet.
That man had to pry them off of his dear wife.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 takes pride in helping you around the house. Unlike many men, Tamsy had taken the responsibility of morning coffee with breakfast, coming to your bed with a tray full of two coffee mugs and bread, waking you up from your sleep.
He genuinely likes helping you with chores — dusting furniture while you tell him what goes where and he happily moves them, washing the dishes while you dried.
Even if you were gone for a mission for a few days, you'd come home to a sparkling clean home, sheets dried and laundry already folded.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who loves to cook for you. A hearty meal after you come home after a long day of dismantling trash beasts and fighting Raiders, the smell of your husband's meals makes all the stress of the days slide off your shoulders.
Walking upto him, your wrap your arms around his waist as he stirred something in the pot, leaning his head back onto your shoulder. "Long day, darling?"
You sigh, his familiar scent bringing you comfort. "You know it."
Tamsy smiles, kissing your temple. "Freshen up, dinner is almost done."
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who doesn't let you do anything while he washes the dinner dishes with you standing beside him, fingers mindlessly drying the dishes as yout tell him all about your day. And the man listens to everything you have to say with that signature smile of his, nodding and gasping when your story called for it.
𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 who eats you out like his life depends on it.
Firm hands pressing down on your thighs as he laps up your cunt, sucking your clit with reckless abandon.
"T-Tamsy...!" You choke out a moan, trying your best to push his head away from your burning core. How long has your husband been between your legs? Hours passed, but the man shoved his tongue inside your fluttering hole without a care for time.
Tamsy groans in annoyance, begrudingly taking out the bundle of nerves from his greedy mouth. "I'm not done yet, darling. Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a hungry man's meal?"
You shake your head from side to side, body shaking from overflowing pleasure coursing through your veins. Your husband had made you come more than three times with his mouth alone. And by the way, your lover was acting, he was far from done.
"C-can't 'sy, can't come no more!" You scream, your thighs feeling like jelly as they shook in your husband's calloused hand.
Tamsy tuts, shaking his head in disappointment. "This won't do, darling." Getting up, he fetches his vital instrument from the table, spinning the disstaff as its ropes coiled around your splayed body.
Ropes bind your hands above your head, forcing your shaking legs apart as they coil around each leg, keeping you bare open before Tamsy's hungry eyes.
Licking his shining lips, he whistles, finally satisfied. "See that darling? Tokushin never dissapoints me," he praises his Jinki, his tone condescending as he looks down on you, helpless and completely at his mercy.
He leans down to your slobbering cunt, sniffing in your scent like an addict. Because that was what he was.
Addicted to you.
Licking a strip from your cunt, his lips captured your clit, rolling the bud on his tongue. Playing, teasing.
Kissing your folds, he shoves two lithe digits in your awaiting cunt, curling them inside you. You gasp, back arching off the matress. Your husbands' glowing eyes are fixed on your face, contorted with pleasure.
You writhe in his intrument's binds, the cool sensation of his labret piercing, a stark contrast to your burning hot skin. Delving his tongue in your hole, the Cleaner continues thrusting his fingers inside you, fucking you open on his face.
He humps the bed as he all but made you side his face, his nose nudging against your clit from the movement. "Fuck, darling," he groans, sinking in his teeth on your folds. "You never fail to amuse me."
You could feel your high approaching, the coil in your abdomen tightening as Tamsy continued to fuck you with his face. Before you could warn him, you squirted all over his face, drenching his lashes as he looks at you with a smirk on his drenched lips, eyes glinting in mischief.
"My my, sweetheart," he muses, rubbing your release all over his face before the thrusted his fingers inside his mouth, sucking noisily. "Never knew my beloved was a squirter."
Mind buzzing, you could not even look at him as he climbed over you, his cock in his hand as he stroke himself to the view– you tied by his Tokushin, body shaking and flushed. And entirely his.
As Tamsy slid the mushroom tip of his dick along your wet folds, you choke on a moan, entirely overstimulated. "Tam-Tamsy, wait, 's too much!"
Tamsy smiles that sickly smile of his, hands pulling you up as he held you close, lips softly kissing down your neck. "Breath for me, my clematis."
You breathe in deeply, finally calming down when air fills your lungs. "All good, my dove?" Tamsy asks softly, kissing along along your jaw.
You nod, "'mkay," you mumble, hiding your face in the crook of his pale neck. "now...fuck me....please," you say under your breath.
Tamsy laughs in amusement. "Of course, my darling. Your wish is my command, afterall."
Holding you close, Tamsy bottomed out inside you, biting his lips as your walls clamped down on his length. "Fuck, my darling," he groans, pulling you even closer by the waist, biting down on your neck. "You're gonna milk me dry."
You whine as he begins to move, thrusting deep within you. Holding your bottom, Tamsy hisses as he fucked you deep. Your eyes widen when he hit the sweet spot, mouth hanging open. "There it is," he smirks, licking a strip from your jaw. "Your sweet, sweet spot, darling."
And he makes it his mission to hit it every time he thrusts in, your body spasming in his hold.
Lying you down, Tamsy holds your wrists down as he pummels your cunt, tears rolling down your face from the mind-numbing pleasure. "You look so pretty when you cry, my love," Tamsy laughs, licking away your tears.
"'m close, tam," you moan, thighs wrapping around his torso. "Me too, my dove. Lets come together."
You nod frantically, biting down on your lip hard enough to draw blood. Prying your lips open, Tamsy crashes his lips on yours, groaning as you come around him. It doesn't take long for your husband to spill deep inside you, his cum spilling out from your stuffed cunt.
Your husband holds you close as the two of you come down from your high.
His eyes stops glowing as he dispels his intrument, the ropes unwrapping from your body. Tamsy kissing, kissing your bare skin, proud and content. "You did so good, my love," he praises, wiping the sweat off your forehead.
You manage a sleepy smile, your eyes threatening to close. Tamsy smiles yet again, settling down beside you, his arms wrapping around your spent body. Reassuring, trusting.
Tamsy kisses your forehead, moving hair out of your face. "Sleep, my darling. I'll be right here when you wake up."
⋆.˚𝗰/𝘄: smut 18+ mdni, piv, exhibition kink, public sex, creampie, dom!yuu, bulge kink ⋆.˚𝗮/𝗻: tell me your brain is entirely rotten with yuta without telling me you're brainrotten with yuta...
"yuta! my lo—" before you could finish your sentence, yuta cupped his girlfriend's with the utmost care, calloused palm colliding with your soft skin, crashing his lips with yours.
the kiss was full of longing and relief; your lips moved in sync, fitting like puzzle pieces. yuta's fingers treaded through your hair, left hand on your lower back pressing your body closer to his.
a muffled moan escaped the you lips as you parted for a fraction of a second. the special grade's sunken eyes drinking in yours. deep and longing. chapped lips moving down your neck, his hands roaming all over your body. hungry. greedy.
yuta pushed and guided the two of you back till your body touched the wall of the dark tunnel, groaning as he grinded against your increasingly wet cunt.
"thought I'd never kiss you again, pretty," he huffed, sucking on the skin of your neck.
you moaned, throwing your head back against the stone wall. "yuu, baby–," you managed before his hands found their way under your white uniform, lithe fingers toying with your breasts. "p-people might see!"
"let them," yuta mumbled against your skin, reckless dripping from his words. "their eyes will be blessed."
you couldn't argue that the prospect of other players catching you in the act, maybe even fucking their cocks into their useless fists, aroused and utterly helpless as they just watch.
"mmngf–" you moaned, grinding your pussy against his cold palm, your body acting on its own. yuta fumbled as he took out his pulsing cock from the restraint of the fabric, mushroom head flushed and pink.
pretty as always.
"fuck baby," he groaned, sliding his tip along your slick folds, dipping in just before pulling out. teasing. "can I, my love?" he pouted mockingly, eyes hungry with lust. "can I please fuck you? Here in the open, for all to see?" he smirks, his thumb making its way to your mouth as you suck mindlessly. always so good.
he knows the answer, but he still asks, enjoying the helpless look on your face as you nod frantically, thighs pressing together in desperate need for friction, humping his knee like an animal.
"words," he whispered in your ear, low and dangerous. "use your words, doll."
"yes, yuu," you begged, tears gathered around your eyes. "please, fuck me."
yuta almost came right then at your whine, desperate and hungry. "as you wish, my darling," he grunted, hissing as he bottomed out inside you.
your walls clenched around his dick, not wanting to let them go. "fuck, yuu!" you screamed, trying your best to keep your sounds, but it is nearly impossible as yuta thrusted inside you with abandon, chasing his own high.
yuta lifted your legs, wrapping them around his waist. this new angle allowed him to thrust even deeper, his your abdomen, the imprint of his dick moving inside you.
you sobbed, body shaking from pleasure. "ungh–," you groaned, toes curling. "fuck fuck fuck!"
yuta bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. the veins on his arms were about to pop as he used the wall as leverage to fuck you even deeper, his mind buzzing with white-hot pleasure. he could feel his near approach.
your back arched off the wall, your walls fluttering around his hot cock. body strung to the limit, your high came crashing down as yuta pummeled his cock, fucking you through your high.
it didn't take long for him to come, biting down on your skin as he spilled deep inside you till they dripped out your stuffed cunt, messy and almost pornographic.
body shaking from the high, your body slumped forward, colliding with his heaving one. "yuu, you bastard," you mutter, body buzzing from the pleasure. and to think you just wanted to kiss your lover after he fought so well against the cursed roach.
"hehe, sorry, sweetheart," yuta pouted, setting you down slowly as he pulled out.
"it's your fault for your lips being so fucking sweet to me," he pouted mockingly, moving the hair away from your sweaty face.
𓏵𝘤/𝘸: smut +18 mdni !!!, mean!yuu, daddy kink, oral(m! recieving), deepthroat, gagging, crying, name calling, toe fucking(?), unhinged, tit slapping, one slap, gropping 𓏵𝘢/𝘯: idk what came over me. been missing yuu so much :((
Thinking about 𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 who will have you on your knees before him, rubbing your face against his clothed dick.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirked, his hands in your hair as you nuzzle his jeans, drooling all over thr denim fabric.
"You want my cock, darling?" He pouts mockingly, shoving his thumb in your mouth. You don't need to be told twice as you suckle on his digit, doe eyes looking up at him with desperation and need.
"Yes, Yuu, please," a moan slips out your lips. You can feel the uncomfortable sticky patch forming on your lace underwear.
Suddenly Yuta's big hand comes crashing down on your cheek, turning your face side due to the impact.
You look up at him with wide eyes, fear and a twisted need clear in your eyes.
"That's not my name, slut."
Your pussy should not be this wet just from him calling you a slut. But it does. And it makes you sickly happy that it does.
"Sorry, Daddy," you say, a lovesick look on your face.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smiles, feeling a sense of pride. "Glad to see you suing that little brain of yours, bunny. Come now. My cock won't suck itself," he urged, taking out his hard cock, tip bulbous and leaking precum so deliciouly.
Licking your lips, you take his cock, rubbing it a few times on your face. Kissing it from the base, you give his cock a few pumps, likcing the tip.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 sighs, throwing his head back against the headrest, shoving his groin against your face.
The musky scent of his cock as your head absolutely reeling.
Pushing your own thighs together, you lick a fat strip from the base, taking the tip inside your mouth before take it out again, mesmerized.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 however, was losing his patience. Tutting, he grabbed your head, he shoved his dick in your mouth, not stopping until your nose touched his public hair, tears gathering at the corner if your widened eyes.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirked, pushing your head back only to shove back inside again, his tip reaching the back of your throat.
"So good for me, doll. Fuck—", he groaned, using your head as his personal fleshlight.
You manged around him, drooling from the corner of your mouth, landing on your bare chest.
Biting his lip, Yuta fondled with your breast, pinching and pulling on the nub till you were shaking from pleasure.
As he fucked your throat, Yuta shoved his big toe against your drenched pussy, tutting in dissapointment.
"A disgrace you are, bunny. This wet just from sucking cock?" He laughed, slapping yoru tits.
Whining against his cock, Yuta instructs you to take off you panties which you do in a rush before he sheathed his dripping cock in your throat again but not before spitting on your face.
And you huff as Yuta toyed with your pussy with his toe, shoving it in your fluttering cunt.
"Shit, baby. You are a slut," Yuta laughs, thumb slipping in your already stretched out mouth as you gag.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 holds your face flush against his pelvis as he approached his near, groaning as he pulled out just before he spilled thick white ropes all over your face and tits.
Your body convulsed as you came undone on Yuta's toe. Like a fucking bitch.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirks, feeling accomplished. Grabbing your hair, Yuta tilts your head back, smearing his cum all over your face. "My baby looks the prettiest with my cum. Fucking hell."
And you should be repulsed when he shoves his toe in your mouth. But you don't. You suck on his toe eagerly as you taste yourself on him.
𓏵𝘤/𝘸: smut +18 mdni !!!, mean!yuu, daddy kink, oral(m! recieving), deepthroat, gagging, crying, name calling, toe fucking(?), unhinged, tit slapping, one slap, gropping 𓏵𝘢/𝘯: idk what came over me. been missing yuu so much :((
Thinking about 𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 who will have you on your knees before him, rubbing your face against his clothed dick.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirked, his hands in your hair as you nuzzle his jeans, drooling all over thr denim fabric.
"You want my cock, darling?" He pouts mockingly, shoving his thumb in your mouth. You don't need to be told twice as you suckle on his digit, doe eyes looking up at him with desperation and need.
"Yes, Yuu, please," a moan slips out your lips. You can feel the uncomfortable sticky patch forming on your lace underwear.
Suddenly Yuta's big hand comes crashing down on your cheek, turning your face side due to the impact.
You look up at him with wide eyes, fear and a twisted need clear in your eyes.
"That's not my name, slut."
Your pussy should not be this wet just from him calling you a slut. But it does. And it makes you sickly happy that it does.
"Sorry, Daddy," you say, a lovesick look on your face.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smiles, feeling a sense of pride. "Glad to see you suing that little brain of yours, bunny. Come now. My cock won't suck itself," he urged, taking out his hard cock, tip bulbous and leaking precum so deliciouly.
Licking your lips, you take his cock, rubbing it a few times on your face. Kissing it from the base, you give his cock a few pumps, likcing the tip.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 sighs, throwing his head back against the headrest, shoving his groin against your face.
The musky scent of his cock as your head absolutely reeling.
Pushing your own thighs together, you lick a fat strip from the base, taking the tip inside your mouth before take it out again, mesmerized.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 however, was losing his patience. Tutting, he grabbed your head, he shoved his dick in your mouth, not stopping until your nose touched his public hair, tears gathering at the corner if your widened eyes.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirked, pushing your head back only to shove back inside again, his tip reaching the back of your throat.
"So good for me, doll. Fuck—", he groaned, using your head as his personal fleshlight.
You manged around him, drooling from the corner of your mouth, landing on your bare chest.
Biting his lip, Yuta fondled with your breast, pinching and pulling on the nub till you were shaking from pleasure.
As he fucked your throat, Yuta shoved his big toe against your drenched pussy, tutting in dissapointment.
"A disgrace you are, bunny. This wet just from sucking cock?" He laughed, slapping yoru tits.
Whining against his cock, Yuta instructs you to take off you panties which you do in a rush before he sheathed his dripping cock in your throat again but not before spitting on your face.
And you huff as Yuta toyed with your pussy with his toe, shoving it in your fluttering cunt.
"Shit, baby. You are a slut," Yuta laughs, thumb slipping in your already stretched out mouth as you gag.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 holds your face flush against his pelvis as he approached his near, groaning as he pulled out just before he spilled thick white ropes all over your face and tits.
Your body convulsed as you came undone on Yuta's toe. Like a fucking bitch.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirks, feeling accomplished. Grabbing your hair, Yuta tilts your head back, smearing his cum all over your face. "My baby looks the prettiest with my cum. Fucking hell."
And you should be repulsed when he shoves his toe in your mouth. But you don't. You suck on his toe eagerly as you taste yourself on him.
𓏵𝘤/𝘸: smut +18 mdni !!!, mean!yuu, daddy kink, oral(m! recieving), deepthroat, gagging, crying, name calling, toe fucking(?), unhinged, tit slapping, one slap, gropping 𓏵𝘢/𝘯: idk what came over me. been missing yuu so much :((
Thinking about 𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 who will have you on your knees before him, rubbing your face against his clothed dick.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirked, his hands in your hair as you nuzzle his jeans, drooling all over thr denim fabric.
"You want my cock, darling?" He pouts mockingly, shoving his thumb in your mouth. You don't need to be told twice as you suckle on his digit, doe eyes looking up at him with desperation and need.
"Yes, Yuu, please," a moan slips out your lips. You can feel the uncomfortable sticky patch forming on your lace underwear.
Suddenly Yuta's big hand comes crashing down on your cheek, turning your face side due to the impact.
You look up at him with wide eyes, fear and a twisted need clear in your eyes.
"That's not my name, slut."
Your pussy should not be this wet just from him calling you a slut. But it does. And it makes you sickly happy that it does.
"Sorry, Daddy," you say, a lovesick look on your face.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smiles, feeling a sense of pride. "Glad to see you suing that little brain of yours, bunny. Come now. My cock won't suck itself," he urged, taking out his hard cock, tip bulbous and leaking precum so deliciouly.
Licking your lips, you take his cock, rubbing it a few times on your face. Kissing it from the base, you give his cock a few pumps, likcing the tip.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 sighs, throwing his head back against the headrest, shoving his groin against your face.
The musky scent of his cock as your head absolutely reeling.
Pushing your own thighs together, you lick a fat strip from the base, taking the tip inside your mouth before take it out again, mesmerized.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 however, was losing his patience. Tutting, he grabbed your head, he shoved his dick in your mouth, not stopping until your nose touched his public hair, tears gathering at the corner if your widened eyes.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirked, pushing your head back only to shove back inside again, his tip reaching the back of your throat.
"So good for me, doll. Fuck—", he groaned, using your head as his personal fleshlight.
You manged around him, drooling from the corner of your mouth, landing on your bare chest.
Biting his lip, Yuta fondled with your breast, pinching and pulling on the nub till you were shaking from pleasure.
As he fucked your throat, Yuta shoved his big toe against your drenched pussy, tutting in dissapointment.
"A disgrace you are, bunny. This wet just from sucking cock?" He laughed, slapping yoru tits.
Whining against his cock, Yuta instructs you to take off you panties which you do in a rush before he sheathed his dripping cock in your throat again but not before spitting on your face.
And you huff as Yuta toyed with your pussy with his toe, shoving it in your fluttering cunt.
"Shit, baby. You are a slut," Yuta laughs, thumb slipping in your already stretched out mouth as you gag.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 holds your face flush against his pelvis as he approached his near, groaning as he pulled out just before he spilled thick white ropes all over your face and tits.
Your body convulsed as you came undone on Yuta's toe. Like a fucking bitch.
𝒀𝒖𝒕𝒂 smirks, feeling accomplished. Grabbing your hair, Yuta tilts your head back, smearing his cum all over your face. "My baby looks the prettiest with my cum. Fucking hell."
And you should be repulsed when he shoves his toe in your mouth. But you don't. You suck on his toe eagerly as you taste yourself on him.
The cringe is over (for now). Thank you for being here taglist: @lover4art @chewiebee @loverboulder @tori8760 @nina-from-317 @gojoleclerc @samishiperfixatedagain @lily-42
I will always be jealous of fictional characters being loved wholeheartedly. Be jealous of the fact that people that don't exist experience love better than me. Does that make me crazy or delusional? Maybe. But that doesn't change the fact that I still feel my heart ache when there's even a little hint of romance in the media I consume.
Thats one of the reasons I never watch romance animes or shows. They remind me of the things I could have, but didn't. With Apothecary Diaries being the only time I ever watched something romantic. But even then, when the second season showed too much yearning and love between jin and maomao, I dropped it. For a whole year.
Windbreaker and Gachiakuta literally breaking my heart rn I AM NOT WAITING FOR A WEEK TO GET HEARTBROKEN YOU KNOW ENRIQUE DO SOMETHING ENRIQUE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Thinking about 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 and 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐚, who go absolutely feral once they see a kid running to his mother with flowers that his father had handed to him and wished his mother a happy Mother's Day back in the mall you three had gone to earlier today.
𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 and 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐚 who tore your stockings the minute you stepped into the house, barely giving you time to keep the bags on the floor before their lips are on every inch of your skin.
"'Nami! Hiro," you gasp, two pairs of hands essentially tearing your dress apart like wild animals. You moan loudly as 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐚's lips land on your neck, sucking and biting the skin like his life depended on it.
"What has gotten into you two!?" You gasp, the sounds of fabric tearing ripping through the house. 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 sat, kneeling before your cunt, pleading eyes looking at you with hunger. "Need you. Right now, doll."
They don't even give you time to process before 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 carries you to the bedroom, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 following behind as he loosens his leopard-print tie. Sucking on your collarbone, your head lolls off on his arm, eyes fixed on 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢's painfully hard dick, imprinted through his dress shirt.
Hiromi throws you on the bed, quickly taking off his shirt and pants in a flash.
𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 settles before your cunt while Hiromi kissed you senseless, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢's thick digits rubbing your through the cotton panties. He sucked on your clit through the fabric while your other boyfriend explored your mouth making you moan against his lips.
"'Romi," you moan, mind dizzy with pleasure. 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 climbs up to you, glasses foggy. "You don't have to do anything, pretty. Just lie there and take what we give you."
And take you did.
Sometimes it was Hiromi's thick cock you were gagging around while 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 fucked your sloppy cunt on his lips, or when they hanged and your struggle to breathe around Nanami's long, veiny cock that reached the back of your throat while Hiromi ate you out like his last meal.
It was when they finally bottomed out inside you did your mind fully go haywire, blabbering nonsense as 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 fucked deep inside you, your thighs on his shoulder as he pressed you into a mating press, hips driving relentlessly.
Kissing you sloppy, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 fucked his palm while he watched his boyfriend fuck your cunt with utter determinations.
𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 didn't pull out when he came; cumming deep inside your womb that you felt full. You were not on the pill, maybe you should've kept it a secret because now they were on a mission to make their baby's mother.
Pulling out of you, 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 fell back while 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 took over, fucking you with that same urgency that Hiromi had, mad and hungry. His long cock creating a bulge where it hit inside your tummy.
Pressing down on your abdomen, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 groaned, spilling inside you again, 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢's cum spilling out of your abused hole. Fucking you through his high, you caught a glimpse of 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 recording on his phone for a brief second before he climbed in between you and 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢, sliding his dick inside you again.
You didn't know how many times it has been while your husbands took turns to fuck you, spilling their seed inside you till your belly had an evident bulge—full of their cum.
You neither had the count of how many times you came, body shaking and convulsing, while the other held you down, cunt fluttering around their cocks.
When they felt sure that you were full enough, the two entered your pussy at the same time, their cocks rubbing against each other.
"Fuck, mmngf!" You moaned loudly, feeling all too stuffed. Holding onto your waist, they fucked you deep, a foamy ring forming at the base of their cocks; 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 's cock stretched you beyond your limits while 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢's reached so deep within you that you tasted him in your throat.
They spilled inside you together, filling you up to the brim. They pulled out, watching as both their seeds spilled out of your overflowing hole, mezmerized.
They fall spent beside you, sweaty and satisfied. 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 kissed your hand. "Sorry darling, we were too rough," he muttered, wiping away the sweat from your face.
"We had to make sure one of our seeds took, baby," said 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 from behind you, kissing your shoulder.
"Had to make you a mother," they laughed, holding you close.
“I really do like her, but what if she…” Inumaki drifted off, the water from his jug emptying on the earth. Having cursed speech was already hard as it is, but what hurt him the most was not being able to use words with you, a fellow second-year student in Jujutsu High, whom he might or might not have a painfully evident crush on—that everyone knew of.
This was the only time he had the freedom to speak his mind without worrying about consequences. He was grateful to nature that it didn’t suffer under his speech. It was his therapy, speaking about anything and everything on his mind.
Sometimes he would complain to the plants about Panda, who stole his onirigi yet again. Or laugh while recalling how Maki defeated Yuta again while training.
But more often than not, the blooming flowers had to listen to him talking about you—the most beautiful sight he’d ever laid eyes on.
You were graceful, talking to everyone with that smile of yours that Inumaki often dreamt about. Never once complaining when Gojo gave you impossible missions, accepting with a smile and a nod. So beautiful.
But seeing you fight when you were sent to missions with him, that happened once in a blue moon, awakened something in the cursed speech user.
He realized he did not only fall for your nature or that smile, but your fighting skills were a force to be reckoned with.
When you got hurt on a particularly hard mission, Inumaki had tied the wound with his handkerchief, worry etched on his expression.
“Its okay, Inumaki-kun. I’ll be fine,” you rasped out with a small smile, patting his hand.
You let out a small laugh. “I’ll be okay. After all, Inumaki-kun is helping me.” You didn’t realize why his face was growing red; hopefully, he didn’t get hurt too, you thought, eyes droopy with sleep.
That night when Toge carried you to Shoko, he had slept by your side, fingers laced with yours throughout the night. But he did wake up and leave before you woke up.
“Love her, actually,” Inumaki sighed, clutching his head in agony as he talked to the plants. “Ugh! Why is love so hard, goddamn it!” He groaned.
“And who do you love, Toge?” Panda asked from behind him, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Keeping his eyes on the plants,Toge answered with a sigh. “Y/n of course. Who else,” he pouted.
Silence fell over the two for a brief second before Inumaki ’s recorded voice replayed again.
“Who do you love, Toge?”
“Y/n of course.”
Inumaki ’s eyes widened in surprise, jaws falling slack.
“Tanaka?!” What?!
Panda sickered, waving a cellphone in his face. “I had to do something, right? It’s miserable how you won’t do anything about her. Just ask her out!”
“Okaka,” Inumaki warned through gritted teeth, holding his hand out to his friend. "Hand me that."
“No can do!” Panda laughed, taking off running. “Catch me if you can, Toge. Or I’ll play this to Y/n!”
Toge ran after him, determined. Running around the training grounds, Yuta and Maki stood by the side, sighing. “Stupid animal,” groaned Maki disapprovingly while Yuta laughed nervously.
“This recording is mine now, haha!” Teased Panda, turning to look at an infuriated Toge.
Toge didn’t notice you walking with Megumi before Panda crashed into his junior while Toge fell over you, cushioning your fall with his hands wrapped around your body protectively.
Groaning, Megumi pushed off Panda. “Panda senpai, get a grip!”
In all the bustle, somehow the recording started playing again.
“Who do you love, Toge?”
“Y/n, of course.”
Inumaki desperately hoped the world would swallow him up, turning him into a tomato, stuck in this intimate position with you.
But you didn’t look away, a strange determination glinting in your eyes.
“Do you, Inumaki-kun?…Love me?” You whispered, tugging on his uniform sleeves just slightly.
“…shake…” replied Toge after a long while.
You let out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Well? Kiss me, will you? Took you long enough.”
All the students who were gathered around fell into a loud cheer, especially Yuta and Panda. Their friend had the girl all along!
Blushing furiously, Toge leaned in, lips meeting clumsily. Holding his head, you took the lead, months of tension and pining pouring into the kiss.
“Date…tomorrow?”
Toge shook his head, grinning widely. “SHAKE!” Hell fucking yeah!
Thinking about 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 and 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐚, who go absolutely feral once they see a kid running to his mother with flowers that his father had handed to him and wished his mother a happy Mother's Day back in the mall you three had gone to earlier today.
𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 and 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐚 who tore your stockings the minute you stepped into the house, barely giving you time to keep the bags on the floor before their lips are on every inch of your skin.
"'Nami! Hiro," you gasp, two pairs of hands essentially tearing your dress apart like wild animals. You moan loudly as 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐚's lips land on your neck, sucking and biting the skin like his life depended on it.
"What has gotten into you two!?" You gasp, the sounds of fabric tearing ripping through the house. 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 sat, kneeling before your cunt, pleading eyes looking at you with hunger. "Need you. Right now, doll."
They don't even give you time to process before 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 carries you to the bedroom, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 following behind as he loosens his leopard-print tie. Sucking on your collarbone, your head lolls off on his arm, eyes fixed on 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢's painfully hard dick, imprinted through his dress shirt.
Hiromi throws you on the bed, quickly taking off his shirt and pants in a flash.
𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 settles before your cunt while Hiromi kissed you senseless, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢's thick digits rubbing your through the cotton panties. He sucked on your clit through the fabric while your other boyfriend explored your mouth making you moan against his lips.
"'Romi," you moan, mind dizzy with pleasure. 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 climbs up to you, glasses foggy. "You don't have to do anything, pretty. Just lie there and take what we give you."
And take you did.
Sometimes it was Hiromi's thick cock you were gagging around while 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 fucked your sloppy cunt on his lips, or when they hanged and your struggle to breathe around Nanami's long, veiny cock that reached the back of your throat while Hiromi ate you out like his last meal.
It was when they finally bottomed out inside you did your mind fully go haywire, blabbering nonsense as 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 fucked deep inside you, your thighs on his shoulder as he pressed you into a mating press, hips driving relentlessly.
Kissing you sloppy, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 fucked his palm while he watched his boyfriend fuck your cunt with utter determinations.
𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 didn't pull out when he came; cumming deep inside your womb that you felt full. You were not on the pill, maybe you should've kept it a secret because now they were on a mission to make their baby's mother.
Pulling out of you, 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 fell back while 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 took over, fucking you with that same urgency that Hiromi had, mad and hungry. His long cock creating a bulge where it hit inside your tummy.
Pressing down on your abdomen, 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 groaned, spilling inside you again, 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢's cum spilling out of your abused hole. Fucking you through his high, you caught a glimpse of 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 recording on his phone for a brief second before he climbed in between you and 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢, sliding his dick inside you again.
You didn't know how many times it has been while your husbands took turns to fuck you, spilling their seed inside you till your belly had an evident bulge—full of their cum.
You neither had the count of how many times you came, body shaking and convulsing, while the other held you down, cunt fluttering around their cocks.
When they felt sure that you were full enough, the two entered your pussy at the same time, their cocks rubbing against each other.
"Fuck, mmngf!" You moaned loudly, feeling all too stuffed. Holding onto your waist, they fucked you deep, a foamy ring forming at the base of their cocks; 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 's cock stretched you beyond your limits while 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢's reached so deep within you that you tasted him in your throat.
They spilled inside you together, filling you up to the brim. They pulled out, watching as both their seeds spilled out of your overflowing hole, mezmerized.
They fall spent beside you, sweaty and satisfied. 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 kissed your hand. "Sorry darling, we were too rough," he muttered, wiping away the sweat from your face.
"We had to make sure one of our seeds took, baby," said 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢 from behind you, kissing your shoulder.
"Had to make you a mother," they laughed, holding you close.
“I really do like her, but what if she…” Inumaki drifted off, the water from his jug emptying on the earth. Having cursed speech was already hard as it is, but what hurt him the most was not being able to use words with you, a fellow second-year student in Jujutsu High, whom he might or might not have a painfully evident crush on—that everyone knew of.
This was the only time he had the freedom to speak his mind without worrying about consequences. He was grateful to nature that it didn’t suffer under his speech. It was his therapy, speaking about anything and everything on his mind.
Sometimes he would complain to the plants about Panda, who stole his onirigi yet again. Or laugh while recalling how Maki defeated Yuta again while training.
But more often than not, the blooming flowers had to listen to him talking about you—the most beautiful sight he’d ever laid eyes on.
You were graceful, talking to everyone with that smile of yours that Inumaki often dreamt about. Never once complaining when Gojo gave you impossible missions, accepting with a smile and a nod. So beautiful.
But seeing you fight when you were sent to missions with him, that happened once in a blue moon, awakened something in the cursed speech user.
He realized he did not only fall for your nature or that smile, but your fighting skills were a force to be reckoned with.
When you got hurt on a particularly hard mission, Inumaki had tied the wound with his handkerchief, worry etched on his expression.
“Its okay, Inumaki-kun. I’ll be fine,” you rasped out with a small smile, patting his hand.
You let out a small laugh. “I’ll be okay. After all, Inumaki-kun is helping me.” You didn’t realize why his face was growing red; hopefully, he didn’t get hurt too, you thought, eyes droopy with sleep.
That night when Toge carried you to Shoko, he had slept by your side, fingers laced with yours throughout the night. But he did wake up and leave before you woke up.
“Love her, actually,” Inumaki sighed, clutching his head in agony as he talked to the plants. “Ugh! Why is love so hard, goddamn it!” He groaned.
“And who do you love, Toge?” Panda asked from behind him, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Keeping his eyes on the plants,Toge answered with a sigh. “Y/n of course. Who else,” he pouted.
Silence fell over the two for a brief second before Inumaki ’s recorded voice replayed again.
“Who do you love, Toge?”
“Y/n of course.”
Inumaki ’s eyes widened in surprise, jaws falling slack.
“Tanaka?!” What?!
Panda sickered, waving a cellphone in his face. “I had to do something, right? It’s miserable how you won’t do anything about her. Just ask her out!”
“Okaka,” Inumaki warned through gritted teeth, holding his hand out to his friend. "Hand me that."
“No can do!” Panda laughed, taking off running. “Catch me if you can, Toge. Or I’ll play this to Y/n!”
Toge ran after him, determined. Running around the training grounds, Yuta and Maki stood by the side, sighing. “Stupid animal,” groaned Maki disapprovingly while Yuta laughed nervously.
“This recording is mine now, haha!” Teased Panda, turning to look at an infuriated Toge.
Toge didn’t notice you walking with Megumi before Panda crashed into his junior while Toge fell over you, cushioning your fall with his hands wrapped around your body protectively.
Groaning, Megumi pushed off Panda. “Panda senpai, get a grip!”
In all the bustle, somehow the recording started playing again.
“Who do you love, Toge?”
“Y/n, of course.”
Inumaki desperately hoped the world would swallow him up, turning him into a tomato, stuck in this intimate position with you.
But you didn’t look away, a strange determination glinting in your eyes.
“Do you, Inumaki-kun?…Love me?” You whispered, tugging on his uniform sleeves just slightly.
“…shake…” replied Toge after a long while.
You let out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Well? Kiss me, will you? Took you long enough.”
All the students who were gathered around fell into a loud cheer, especially Yuta and Panda. Their friend had the girl all along!
Blushing furiously, Toge leaned in, lips meeting clumsily. Holding his head, you took the lead, months of tension and pining pouring into the kiss.
“Date…tomorrow?”
Toge shook his head, grinning widely. “SHAKE!” Hell fucking yeah!
