𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluff becomes smut, toji mentioning your not wearing underwear, kissing, groping, light fingering, light cock sucking
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧: toji get jealous cause he is left out of the cuddles fluff or smut
You can’t fight the grin stretching across your face. Toji’s pout is too adorable. “You can either occasional keep pouting in my doorway. Or you can join us.” Toji uncrosses his arms, rolling his eyes, stalking to the edge of the bed. Blocking the tv with his massive body.
Toji points between Suguru and Satoru, “These fat asses never leave me any fuckin’ room.” Satoru and Suguru trap you in between their massive bodies. Their arms overlap behind your head creating a pillow.
Satoru croons, “Aw he grouchy cause he can’t get cuddles from our princess.” Scooting closer to you, widely smiling at Toji, spreading your legs. Overlapping one on top of Suguru’s and Satoru’s thick thighs, your loose tiny shorts giving Toji a glimpse of your cunt.
His pout shifting to a smirk. “No panties? Your beautiful cunt is peaking out at me.” The bed dips beneath his weight, Toji on his knees comes closer. You lean forward out of Satoru’s and Suguru’s warm snuggles.
You slip your fingers into his dark hair, the roughest between your men. “What’s the point? Free pussy, free tits, I’m just trying to be comfortable.” Kissing him softly, leaning back whilst he press you down between Satoru and Suguru.
Breaking the kiss momentarily, “You get the best seat, lying between my legs, resting your head on me.” Toji interrupts you with a kiss. “I’ll play with your hair.” Another peck. “We can make a cuddle pile.” Parting your lips letting his tongue slip into your mouth. Groaning into his mouth.
Satoru proclaims, “That’s not fair.” You can hear his pout. Toji smirks into the kiss, taking his hand off your hips no doubt to flip him off.
Suguru suggests, “We can trade out who gets to see there so it’s fair. In a couple hours it’s my turn!” The bed shifts with Satoru leaping off the bed, proclaiming,
“What! No! Mortal combat right now, winner gets to go after Toji.” Toji breaks the kiss, kissing down your neck. Grabbing your shorts, roughly yanking them down whilst you push yourself up to help him. Rubbing your clit whilst you slip your hand underneath the band of his sweats.
Massaging his cock, already half hard in his pants, getting longer, heavier in your hand. Opening your eyes, tugging on Toji’s hair as he pushes the shirt you stole from Satoru up.
Suguru muses, “I think I’m more interested in the type of cuddling these two are doing. Go play with yourself.” He lines his half hard cock your your lips. Opening your mouth, moaning as Toji sucks on your soft nipple, rubbing it with your tongue.
Shifting his attention into trying to sway you Satoru croons, “Princess you should let me go after Toji. I’ve been giving you better cuddles than Suguru has been.” Gliding his fingers down your puffy lips, curling a thick finger inside you. Seeking that sweet spot that has you whining around Suguru’s cock. Which Suguru groans rutting his hips, gagging you with his cock.
Slipping your hand from Toji’s hair, holding your out towards Satoru. Gently fondling his ballsack, unable to answer him back with Suguru’s cock in your mouth.
A/N: After talking to Kendall about this I just needed to write a lil something. Geto x Reader. Reader is basically Geto's lapdog. It's implied reader has medium to longish hair, also is wearing a skirt.
Geto’s hand never left the tresses of your hair, his fingers weaving their way through each strand gently. You sat below him, in front of the members of his cult as they carried on their conversation as if you were just a decorative piece among his shrine. The side of your torso rested against his calf, your arm draped over his lap as you laid your head against his thick thigh. Your hair cascaded beautifully down the leg of his robe, the regal position of you both could have been a painting.
He could tell the topic of conversation was uninteresting to you as he peered down at your form at his feet. “Come here.” he beckoned, removing his hand from your head. You obliged without a question, standing in front of him. His eyes lazily grazed over your appearance, appreciating your attire. You were dressed in a long black skirt, two high slits cut along the sides revealing the outer silhouette of your legs, a matching bandeau fitted across your chest.
“Sit.” he demanded, spreading his legs further open for your requested presence. You placed your leg over his, sliding yourself forward by using his shoulders as stability as you straddled his sat form. His large hand made its way behind you, holding you against him by your bare back.
“Just a little longer.” he whispered, looking to you for approval. He had power over many, but it faltered when it came to you. You were his weakness, the only one he didn’t want to disappoint. The members of his cult remained silent, awaiting Geto’s continued speech.
“I don’t know how much longer I can wait Suguru.” you breathed against his nape, placing the plush skin of your lips against the sensitive surface. His eyelids fell to a close, a soft sigh escaping him. He took a moment to gather his previous thoughts, and began speaking to the whole room once more. The vibrations of his deep voice rumbled against your lips as you persisted your one sided exchanges, kissing and biting at his neck. The pale skin blossoming with petal-like bruises with each break in his skin.
Let’s be honest, we all look at him and the first thing we think of is his tongue game. Exactly what are the abilities of that tongue? Can it work in a way that would make me happy👀?
And I’ve thought that countless times before and really, this is what I like to imagine.
His tongue is very flexible right? Like a snake I’d imagine.
Warnings: 18+, kinda angsty, very smutty, please you already know.
Now, imagine that tongue gently stroking your vulva, Orochimaru slowly dragging it up and down your vulva, for a solid 5 minutes, simply dragging it, slowly and lazily, almost like he doesn’t even wanna do it, like it’s too easy of a task that he’s bored…Five minutes pass by and you’re still somewhat dreamy, high on the orgasm he brought you to.
His eyes immediately dart to your hands that grip the covers, trying your best to stay absolutely still, squeezing your eyes shut and taking in deep breaths to focus on not moving. He knows you’re really focusing on doing what he instructed you to do, and you know he will punish you for moving too much. You had three chances to prove you’re a good girl to him, of which one remained, the first having been lost when you came, your hips bucking into him a little, gripping and pulling at the covers to try and keep your reaction to a minimum. The second one you lost in your attempt to regather yourself, arching your back when his tongue dragged over your sensitive clit the third time after you came.
Now, Lord Orochimaru knows he’s not playing fair, but if you ever thought he would play this out fairly, you were delusional. He figured that a person as eager and ready as you were to fully please him would know at least one thing about him, and that would be that he simply does not like to play fair. Watching you do your utmost best to keep still even as he added more pressure to his stroke, moving his tongue a little faster, burying his face between your legs so he can slurp up the juices that were accumulating, sucking on your clit while at it.
He wasn’t gentle at all, his tongue licking while he sucked, creating a sloshy vacuum over your clit, making you scream, your thighs shivering in his palms as he indulged in slurping up your clit, purposely forcing another orgasm out of you, your hips bucking clean of the bed as you came. When the pleasure didn’t stop, you broke out into a loud cry, literally squealing like a pig when you felt an unusual sensation on your clit that instantly heightened your pleasure, juices squirting out of you, only for Orochimaru to continue eating you, drinking up all your juices to keep his sheets clean. You weren’t about to mess up these fresh sheets he just put out this morning.
“Stop it”, he harshly spat out, a hard smack landing right on your coochie, making you cry out again. You were such a mess, barely able to breathe, whimpers and hiccups coming from you as you tried to gather yourself. He was already irritated. You didn’t want to annoy him even more, but this certainly was too much for you.
You were managing just fine when the tip of his tongue split into two to pinch your clit, the direct stimulation making you cum undone, there was no way he seriously expected you to sit still through that one. And he himself knew you’d break if he did that, but what fun would he get out of this if you actually passed his sick little test.
Proving you were worthy of being his “lover”, you needed to handle him in bed, and he’d fuck the life out of you every night until you could handle something as simple as getting eaten out…he has a very high sex drive, so a true lover would need to keep up with him. Now how do you think you’d keep up if you were squealing over two orgasms. Just two? He doesn’t have time for this shit, but he will still finish the job because you are extremely stunning, and the fact that he’s the one you’re coming back to back for just to prove you could be a great lover for him, makes him feel good. He likes to keep around things that make him feel good, especially about his physical appearance.
Every day you get these anxiety attacks, worried sick that he will throw you out if you don’t figure out how to live up to his sexual desires, but the truth is that the snake man actually really loves you…and he won’t ever throw you out because he loves you more than you could ever imagine…he just likes messing with you. If you actually love him you’ll stay by his side no matter how much he teases you.
From something as simple as learning to handle multiple orgasms to something as challenging as killing a Kage. You’d do anything to prove your love for him and he was simply feeding into that. This is what you want right? To make him happy? So he knows he can play with you just how he wants and you’ll tolerate it and even believe he’s justified.
Letting go of your thighs he stood up, licking the slick on his chin off with his tongue. “You’re very pathetic little one”, he says, in that familiar harsh tone. And you feel so pathetic and worthless, shutting your legs together to ease the pleasure, sitting up right, trying and failing to keep quite.
“Tch. What a waste. You make for a tasty treat, but you need to work on your stamina. How can I enjoy my lover if she won’t let me take what I want?”, he asks. His green eyes connected with your big, teary ones, a mistake he never thought he’d make. He immediately saw your heart through those precious orbs. Maybe this is why he avoids them. And all of sudden he hates himself. Is he responsible for all the pain you were in? His sweet, precious lover. His world, his everything. How could he hurt something so precious. Why was his heart beating so fast? He felt…bad. Is this regret?
“I’m s-sorry Orochim-m-maru…sama”, you squeaked, waiting for another harsh insult, staring deep into his green orbs, only hopeful that this wasn’t the last straw. All of a sudden you were so small and fragile to him, about to break it seems. “Will you do better?”, he asks, his tone nothing compared to the tone of his insults. His tone was much softer…friendlier. You’re terrified…confused. He’s acting weird.
“Y-yes”, you immediately spit out, afraid you’d miss your chance to respond. “Y-yes I will”, you say, nodding your head hard to emphasis your loyalty. You will keep trying until he makes you his.
“I love you any how. You’re perfect”, he says, a cold hand wrapping around your thigh, lifting it up, the action pushing you back so you were in that same position again. You couldn’t think about his words too long. It was time to try again. You wanted to cry once again, trying to muffle your scream with your hand but failing when Orochimaru’s tongue plunged right into your warm walls. He’s never taken off his close to get intimate with you. This is how he usually fucked you. The longer his tongue grew the thicker it would get too. He can control the length and thickness of it and right now, you were feeling quite full. You already knew how this was gonna go. He gonna make you cum until you pass out.
