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Kinktober 2024 Masterlist
Naruto x Reader - Cockwarming + Bathtub
Content Warnings: reverse cowgirl, lots of smut in the bath
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**All minor characters are aged up to legal consensual ages**
Candlelight flickered over the tile walls of the bathroom, the warm glow further softened by the steamy air rising from the large, full bath. You dropped the silky robe from your shoulders, letting the luxurious fabric pool at your feet as you readied to step into the tub where your boyfriend was waiting for you. He hummed in delight, running a hand through his blond hair, his blue eyes locked onto your naked body. You smiled back as you tied up your long hair so it wouldn’t get wet before stepping into the hot water.
Naruto shifted to make sure you had plenty of room to sit between his legs, blushing slightly in the heat as well as in quickening arousal, his cock starting to stand and grow more obvious the closer your bare skin got to his. A soft sign escaped him as you settled against his strong chest, his half-hard erection perched at the small of your back, twitching against your skin as he wrapped one real arm and one prosthetic one around your torso, his hand immediately cupping one of your breasts.
“That was fast,” you laughed breathlessly as his thumb brushed back and forth over your quickly pebbling nipple.
“Hm? What do you mean?” Naruto mumbled against your neck where he had started placing chaste kisses in rhythm with his fondling of your plush flesh.
You shivered and suppressed a moan before answering, teasingly, “I’m barely in the tub before you’re molesting me!”
He barked a laugh and nipped your neck before sitting back against the basin of the tub, his grip on you loosening, “Molesting you, huh? Alright, alright, I’ll stop and let you relax. Keep my hands to myself if that’s what you really want.”
Hearing the pout in his voice, you stifled a giggle, “that’s not what I meant. Just let me get settled first before you jump my bones.” To sweeten your words, you leaned against him, relaxing as you reached back to tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging lightly at his scalp until he groaned. His cock jumped between your bodies, now rock hard and straining for friction. Arousal started to knot in your belly at the thought of what he was ready and eager for.
“Are you settled?” Naruto choked out, his self-control crumbling the longer he had to keep his hands away from your body.
“Almost… There’s just one more thing I need to do…” You teased softly before wrapping your hand around his dick, giving it a few pumps as you raised your hips and lined him up with your clenching, impatient little hole. He tensed underneath you, a moan tearing from his lips as you guided his cock into your pussy, the head stretching past the first ring of muscle, and you voiced your own pleasure in response. With a soft groan, you slid down the rest of the way, sheathing his length fully inside of you. His fingers jerked and flexed in the water before digging into the plush of your thighs as his head fell back against the rim of the tub, his cock twitching madly deep in your belly as he got used to your tight warmth. Relaxing back against Naruto’s firm chest, you sighed in contentment at feeling so full and guided both of his hands up to cup your breasts, letting him take over as he tugged gently at your hard nipples, arching when he twisted the sensitive buds, pain and pleasure tightening the knot in your core and making your pussy clench.
“Fuck… Sweetheart… I- I- Fuck!” He babbled semi-incoherently, his hips thrusting shallowly against your ass as he struggled to contain himself.
“Sh, baby, sit still… Just enjoy it for a moment,” you cooed, trying to quiet the whimpers coming from your boyfriend. Working to relax yourself, you let out a deep breath in a sigh, laying still in his arms as an example of what you wanted him to do. He got the hint and with a final repositioning of his hips, he went stationary though his hands started roaming your body, paying careful attention to your sensitive areas.
“This is so unfair,” Naruto grumbled against your neck, “I can feel all of your warmth, but I can’t do anything about it.” He cupped your aching breasts again, squeezing roughly in his frustration. You gasped as he pinched your swollen nipples and he responded with a groan, “I can’t even play with the rest of your body without you tightening like a vice around my dick. You’re such a freaking tease!”
Another gasp choked you before you could answer as he started twisting the little, hard buds between his fingers, “please Naruto… I just wanted to enjoy you inside me for a few minutes… I love how full you make me feel, your cock stretching my pussy perfectly… I wanted to be able to remember this next time you’re away on a mission.”
He went still behind you, his hands dropping to your hips as he grumbled again, “ugh, still not playing fair, but alright. I know exactly what you mean.” He sighed and you felt him fully relax, allowing you to do the same. Cuddling into his arms, you let quiet reign, the soft sound of the bath water lapping at the tub mixed with the steady thrum of your boyfriend’s heart and the combined rhythm of both of your breathing. Your eyes slid slowly closed as you focused on the radiating warmth behind you and the gentle movement of his thumbs on the skin of your hips.
Eventually, your focus shifted downward to the heat slowly building in your core and quickly it was all you could think about. How his long, hard cock pressed tightly against your cervix. How it twitched and pulsed against your throbbing walls. How even the tiniest bit of friction between you two caused pleasure to pool in your belly and made you clench around his length with a rippling death grip. Soon, you were wriggling on Naruto’s lap, your body begging for more. You suddenly needed him to be thrusting into you, so you would feel every inch of him dragging through your core, so you could feel the mushroom head of his cock press against all of the extra pleasurable places in your swollen cunt. Pussy contracting firmly again, soft whimpers started dropping from your lips as your hands gripped the edges of the bathtub on either side of your bodies.
It was Naruto’s turn to coo and soothe as he gently hushed you, his hands tightening on your hips, “Sh, love, I know what you need and I’m going to give it to you.”
“P-please baby, I need you… I need your touch… I need your cock,” you begged softly, grinding your ass down against his lap, so you could feel him moving deep inside of you, “I want to feel only you…” His hips jerked up at your words, his dick flexing strongly in your walls, making you moan as one of his arms locked around your waist, securing you in place while his other hand grabbed at your breast. Squeezing your plush flesh, he started thrusting powerfully up into your pussy, his thick erection working your tight little hole open. Water, churning from the movement, splashed out of the tub and onto the floor, not that you noticed, you were so lost in the pounding pleasure, your knuckles white from the grip you had on the edge of the tub. He groaned loudly behind you before biting down on your neck, animal instinct taking over as your cunt clenched tightly around his cock and his pace picked up, his hips snapping into yours frantically.
Pinching your nipple one last time, he let go of your breast to grab a handful of your hair instead, pulling your head back against his shoulder so he could leave more bites along the column of your throat, soothing each with his tongue as you bounced up and down on his dick. Moans spilled from your lips as you submitted completely to him, one of your hands taking over where he had left off at your breast, the other moving between your legs, spread apart by his, to your swollen clit which was aching for stimulation. The twitching little bud was easy to find, its bulge made all the more prominent by Naruto’s cock stretching your pussy to the brink. It welcomed your touch, sending sparks of pleasure up your spine, and making you shudder. Another groan left your lover, a warning this time as his pace started to become sloppy.
“C-cum inside me, baby, I want your cum deep inside me,” you sobbed, knowing he was close. You were close too and the feeling of him emptying himself into your clenching cunt was exactly what you needed to push you over the edge.
Your boyfriend thrusted into your pulsing core a few more times before you felt his balls retract against your ass, his hands moving to hold your hips hostage as he buried himself to the hilt inside of your cunt. Moaning loudly as he reached his peak, his cock flexed and twitched deep in your womb as he released long spurts of cum, filling your pussy to the brim with his heat and sending you into your own climax. Your hips bucked spasmodically as pleasure crashed through you, overwhelming your senses as you cried out in pure euphoria, his fingers taking the place of yours on your clit to work you through your orgasm. Your cunt rippled powerfully around his length over and over again, milking out every last drop of his seed before you went limp against his breathless body.
Slowly, you came back to yourself, opening eyes you had screwed shut during your soul-rending orgasm and became aware of Naruto’s hands gently smoothing over your arms and upper body, his cock still buried deep inside of your core. “Now you want to enjoy the bath?” You tease him, still boneless in his grasp.
You can hear the smile on his voice when he answers, “I was enjoying the bath before too, but I figured I’d let you relax and cockwarm me again and hope for round two.” He punctuated his cheeky statement by flexing his dick inside of you, reigniting the heat in your belly and making your core throb helplessly.
“Whatever you want,” you gave in, sighing a soft moan as his fingers found your clit again, massaging the small bud.
“Thatta girl,” he purred behind you as his hips started moving slowly, letting his hardening cock drag deliciously through your sensitive walls as he readied to ravage your body again. And again. And again.
Kinktober 2024 Masterlist
Presented by LionessFics
Welcome to Kinktober 2024! Below you will find the days, what they will be about, and the character/s that will be used as well as the link to the work once it is posted. This year I am branching out into a couple other fandoms just to mix things up. Participation, reblogs, and constructive criticism are welcome and appreciated!
Thank you and please enjoy the stories!
**All minor characters are aged up to legal consensual ages**
Oct. 1st - Cockwarming + Bathtub - Naruto Uzumaki
Oct. 2nd - Praise Kink + Cock Worship - Ichigo Kurosaki
Oct. 3rd - Nylon/Tights/Lingerie + Power Dynamics - Madara Uchiha
Oct. 4th - Sex Toys + Belly Bulge - Kento Nanami
Oct. 5th - Stripping + Exhibitionism - Jiraiya
Oct. 6th - Bondage + Nipple Play - Shunsui Kyōraku
Oct. 7th - Clothes On/Frottage + Biting - Sasuke Uchiha
Oct. 8th - Double Penetration + Lactation - Satoru Gojo + Suguru Geto
Oct. 9th - Forced Orgasm + Anal/Gaping + Byakuya Kuchiki
Oct. 10th - Mask + Fucking Machine - Kakashi Hatake
Oct. 11th - First Time + Accidental Stim - Yuji Itadori
Oct. 12th - Brat Taming + Gloryhole - Toji Fushiguro
Oct. 13th - Shibari + Orgy/Free Use - Kisuke Urahara
Oct. 14th - Suspension + Cream Pie - Ryomen Sukuna
Oct. 15th - Sounding + Edging (Femdom) - Tobi/Obito Uchiha
Oct. 16th - Knotting + CNC - Naruto Uzumaki
Oct. 17th - Lap Dance + Against A Wall - Megumi Fushiguro
Oct. 18th - Overstimulation + Squirting - Jiraiya
Oct. 19th - Cock Ring + Dirty Talk - Kenpachi Zaraki
Oct. 20th - Mutual Masturbation + Body Writing - Hashirama Senju
Oct. 21st - Impact Play + Orgasm Denial - Suguru Geto
Oct. 22nd - Petplay + Breeding - Renji Abarai
Oct. 23rd - Gag + Being Recorded - Satoru Gojo
Oct. 24th - Vanilla + Slow & Steady - Kisame Hoshigaki
Oct. 25th - Vibrator + Public Sex - Yuji Itadori
Oct. 26th - Crying + Edging - Ichigo Kurosaki
Oct. 27th - Bloodplay + Piercings - Ryomen Sukuna
Oct. 28th - Sensory Deprivation + Threesome - Itachi Uchiha + Sasuke Uchiha
Oct. 29th - Punishment + Aftercare - Kento Nanami
Oct. 30th - Monsterfucking + Oviposition - Mayuri Kurotsuchi
Oct. 31st - Alien Abduction + Experimentation - Kisuke Urahara
Head Canon Extravaganza!
Presented by LemonyLioness
For the next few weeks I will taking requests for the following list of head canons and characters. I will take one (1) head canon per request for up to three (3) characters at a time just to keep the posts a decent length. Feel free to request as many times as you'd like! Also feel free to request stories as well just know that I won't be working on them until the Head canon event has ended. Let me know if you have any questions and request away!
**All minor characters are aged up to legal consenting age**
Head Canons (1 per request, let me know if you want the request SFW or NSFW)
When you're wearing their clothes
When they see you naked for the first time
When they wake up next to you for the first time
When they see you talking to your ex
When they find you crying
When you're having nightmares
When they hear/see other people flirting with you
When you surprise them at home after they've been at work all day
When they're bumping into you all the time when you're nothing but strangers
When they ask you on a date for the first time
When you're Friends with Benefits
When you're cuddling
When they do aftercare
When they have to deal with jealously
When it's your first kiss
When you're kissing or making out
When you're falling asleep together
When they're marking you up
When you're in public/PDA
When they get protective
When they share their kinks with you
When they overstimulate you
When they catch you watching porn or something naughty
When you call them "Daddy" for the first time
When you're on your period
When you want to Top
When you get caught masturbating
When they take care of you when you're sick
When you take care of them when they're sick
When you use the safeword
When you're flirting
When you're intoxicated
When you're worried it won't fit
Who's more clingy, you or them?
How you are punished
Characters (Feel free to mix and match from the different fandoms, up to 3 per request)
Naruto
Sasuke
Kakashi
Jiraiya
Hashirama
Madara
Itachi
Kisame
Kakuzu
Hidan
Deidara
Tobi/Obito
Sasori
Satoru Gojo
Suguru Geto
Kento Nanami
Toji Fushiguro
Megumi Fushiguro
Yuji Itadori
Ryomen Sukuna
Ichigo Kurosaki
Renji Abarai
Byakuya Kuchiki
Kenpachi Zaraki
Shunsui Kyōraku
Kisuke Urahara
On the Fifth Day of Kinkmas...
Silent Night - Suguru Geto x Reader
Kink: Sensory Deprivation
Content Warnings: CultLeader!Geto, Bondage, Gag, Blindfold, fingering, P in V sex, a little touch of yandere
***Minors DO NOT Interact*** ***18+ Only***
“Oh, my sweet starlight, this body of yours is artistry, and comfortable, I hope?” Your leader, Suguru Geto’s velvet voice smoothed over your ear as his fingers pulled down the blindfold in place over your wide eyes, the last piece of the puzzle of your immobility. Your wrists were shackled together in soft leather cuffs, the chain connecting them wrapped around a leg of the table you were laid out on, keeping your arms above your head. Each of your legs was hooked over either side of the table, your ass sitting right at the bottom edge, your ankles locked into place against the table legs with more leather cuffs, leaving you fully spread and unable to do anything to hide your slowly slickening pussy. A ball gag was strapped around your head, the silicon pushed between your teeth, pressing your tongue down and making drool leak out the sides of your lips. His fingertips ghosted down your naked torso, leaving a trail of goosebumps prickling across your skin. Soft whines came from behind the gag as tension rippled through your body, your thighs instinctively trying to come together to protect your most sensitive area.
He gently hushed you, one hand cupping your jaw while the other went to tease your nipple, his fingertip tracing the circle of your areola as the bud stiffened into a peak, “Everything’s alright, sweetie, no need to worry. I just want to enjoy my gift. You did offer yourself up to me after all, it would be rude to go back on that now.”
Words too muffled to understand tried to escape as you arched under the stimulation followed by a choked moan as he pinched and tugged.
“Hush, starlight, I’m just going to play a little and if you’re good, you’ll be rewarded,” the hand on your jaw, tilted your head toward him so he could kiss your forehead, “let’s see just how much fun we can have.”
His hands dropped away from your trembling body and silence descended over the room. Unable to tell if he had moved away or not, you debated trying to pull against your bonds and test whatever limits he may have given you, your mind screaming at you to escape while you still could though the thought was almost drowned out by how much your pussy throbbed, your clit twitching. When you had offered yourself to the leader of the group that had turned your life around for the better, something, anything to show how much you appreciated what he had done for you, never in your wildest imaginings had you pictured this depravity happening. His soft voice as he talked you out of your clothes and onto the table, as he cuffed each limb and locked them into place, had been hypnotizing to the point that you had no idea how you had suddenly ended up in such a compromising position, unable to do anything as he took away your ability to speak or see. But at the same time, it was like he was privy to your darkest fantasies, every little thing that turned you on present in this scenario as you were made vulnerable to his desires.
Abruptly broken from your thoughts by cool air fanning between your legs, a deep chuckle followed by a pat of his fingers to your stiff nipple signaled his return as you flinched from the sudden contact.
“I left to grab some things for us to play with and when I came back, you seemed to have left as well. Lost in thought, sweetie? Hopefully good thoughts?” Geto’s voice seemed slightly off, a little colder, making you shiver as you quickly nodded your head. Warmth returned as he spoke again, “Good, glad to hear it. I want you to enjoy this just as much as I will.”
He still hadn’t done anything to you at all between your legs, that pleasure center remaining untouched, though it didn’t seem to matter, you were still growing more and more wet as things dragged on. Being exposed like this was a turn on you had no idea existed as you couldn’t do anything to keep your modesty or hide yourself from his violet eyes. Eyes you couldn’t see, but did seem to feel as they raked over your body, laser focused on your soft breasts and oozing cunt.
“You’re drifting again, sweetie, stay with me, I know set up is boring, but it has to be done for the rest of this to go smoothly,” you could tell he was trying to be soothing, but there was faint edge to his voice of something a little more frantic, a little more unhinged. Something that made your blood run cold and those whines started to escape again. His warm hands were back on your body in an instant, his lips brushing down the skin of your tummy in a soft line of kisses, “none of that, starlight, I’m going to take care of you as I promised. Just need to decide where to start. There’s so many options.”
His hands began to roam, down your thighs, back up to your stomach and then to your breasts, giving each a gentle squeeze before coming to your face, cupping it sweetly as his thumbs stroked over your skin in soothing patterns before repeating the cycle again. You were starting to want him to touch you where you needed it most, begging him with mewls and whimpers as your hips bucked off the table, mindlessly searching for any kind of friction. Geto didn’t seem to be fazed by you humping the air, one of his large hands pressing your pelvis back down as he continued his exploration of your body, now using his mouth as well as his hands. He sucked one of your nipples between his lips, laving the little bud with his tongue until it was extremely sensitive and swollen. The other nipple was caught between his long fingers, being pulled and twisted, sending sparks of pain and pleasure to your core. Fighting back loud moans, you arched and yanked at your bonds, struggling to get him to slow down or stop so you could catch your breath.
This he did notice, chuckling at you as he gave you a little break from his sinful mouth, “you won’t be getting out of these restraints, sweetie, I suggest you relax and let me continue. Though looking at this mess between your thighs, I think it’s obvious you really are enjoying this too.” Finally, he gave you some attention where you needed it most, his fingers coming down on your clit in a harsh smack. You wailed around the gag, arching sharply as your pussy clenched hard enough to splatter slick on the table below you. Geto groaned at the sight and immediately repeated the action with the same results, your hips jerking in the air as a small puddle was created beneath your body.
Drool spilled down your cheeks as you choked out mewls and whines, cunt begging for any kind of stimulation it could get as he continued to toy with you, holding your pleasure just as hostage as the rest of your body. You tried to plead with him, babbling around the silicon ball pressing down on your tongue as you grew more and more desperate. At long last, two of his long fingers slid into your fluttering hole, stroking your trembling walls until he found your spongey g-spot and pressed hard making you see stars. His fingers continued to bully it over and over and over until you could barely draw breath, overwhelmed by the ecstasy flooding your poor little brain. Thumb working against your clit, his other hand moved up to play with your nipple again as he drove you to your orgasm at a breakneck pace.
“C’mon starlight, cum for me, I want you to gush around my fingers, I want you to make a mess for me,” he leaned over your shuddering body and purred in your ear, tugging your ear lobe with his teeth as he increased his pace. A broken cry left your mouth as you hit your peak, pussy squirting clear liquids around his fingers as you convulsed and twisted. He worked you through the wave of pleasure, waiting for you to go limp before pulling his fingers out of your cunt with a loud squelch. More wet sounds followed that your fucked out mind couldn’t quite process and then he spoke again, “So sweet, my darling, god that was fantastic. I almost want to make you do it again, but I have something else in mind.”
The soft rustle of clothing was the only warning you got before something hot and thick was swiping through your folds and nudging against your over sensitive and swollen clit. His hands hooked around your hips where your legs were bent as the tip of his cock caught on your entrance and he started pushing himself in inch by inch, giving you plenty of time to feel every bit of stretch as your pussy molded to the shape of his large erection. Your moans wouldn’t stop as your hips bucked up to meet his pelvis as he bottomed out inside of you, leaking tip pressed firmly against your cervix.
“Good girl, taking my cock so well,” his voice was strained above you as his hips stuttered against yours, “Fuck, you feel so good wrapped around me. I bet you feel really good right now too, don’t you?”
Dazed by what he was doing to your lower half, you didn’t answer him, too distracted by your pussy rippling around the intrusion you could feel all the way in your lungs, your slick oozing out around his shaft and making an absolute mess.
A sudden slap to your breast quickly brought you back as the sting jolted you, “Answer me. Don’t you feel good?”
Quickly nodding, you rolled your hips, silently begging him to move. His hips reeled back, leaving you almost empty before slamming home again, deep grunts matching every thrust as he pounded into you like an animal. You squealed and writhed underneath him, fighting against the cuffs as it was all too much. You couldn’t think, you couldn’t move, you couldn’t make noise, you couldn’t feel anything except the pleasure he was forcing through your body, his cock bruising your cervix with every single thrust as his hips battered away. He wasn’t afraid to voice his own ecstasy, his voice deep and slightly breathless as he mumbled under his breath how amazing you felt and what a good girl you were, how he’d never had someone take his cock so well, rambling softly. Hand coming up to wrap around your throat, Geto held you in place, his hips somehow moving faster as he pulled another blinding orgasm from you, your sloppy, slobbering cunt strangling his shaft.
You lost track of time, losing yourself in the pounding rhythm of his hips as well as waves of orgasms. He was insatiable, refusing to stop thrusting even as you sobbed in overstimulation, your pussy gushing your juices around his shaft with every jolt of his pelvis. It felt like something else was building within you, pressure you were unfamiliar with building within your core that the endless orgasms couldn’t satisfy, until his last rough thrusts made something snap inside of you. His hips stuttered as his orgasm washed over him, his cock twitching deep within you as he released spurts of seed into your womb while your pussy convulsed and clenched around him, thick gushes of your own juices spilling from your little hole from around his shaft as you squirted and squirted and squirted, riding the high of the strongest orgasm you had ever experienced. Geto did not seem to mind one bit as you soaked his lower half, his thumb making circles around your clit as he helped you ride out the never ending waves of bliss, his half hard cock still buried inside of your fluttering walls.
You think you blacked out. When you finally came back to yourself, you were still laying on the table, but the restraints had been removed, your arms laid gently at your sides and your legs dangling off the end of the table rather than the sides. The gag and blindfold had also been removed, leaving you fully free to go, though you didn’t think you could get up on your own let alone stand. Barely able to feel your legs, you tried to sit up, but was quickly stopped by a large hand on your shoulder.
“Hold on, starlight, don’t move too much yet,” Geto’s voice was back to earlier smooth velvet, the warmth wrapping around you like a blanket.
Your voice croaked as you answered, raw from only being used to cry and whimper, “Is everything okay?”
His face came into your view, his lips curved in a gentle smile, his chest bare and making your mouth water, “of course, I just wanted to be able to give you a hand. I’m worried you won’t be able to stand and I don’t want you to fall, darling.”
You nodded slowly, trying unsuccessfully to tear your eyes away from his naked torso, “Did I do it right? Are you happy with my offering?”
“Oh, absolutely,” he chuckled and tucked a stray strand of your hair behind your ear as his strong hands helped you into a sitting position, “in fact, you did so well, I’m going to give you a promotion of sorts. That reward I mentioned earlier.”
You lit up before bowing your head to him, trying to be humble, “Oh, thank you, Leader, I’m very happy that I could please you so well.”
He placed his hand on the top of your head affectionately, “Of course. I’m keeping you. You’ll stay here and help me like you did just a bit ago whenever I need it. You’re mine now. Forever.”
12 Days of Kinkmas Masterlist
On the Fourth Day of Kinkmas...
Deck the Halls - Yuji Itadori/Sukuna Ryomen x Reader
Kink: Impact Play
Content Warnings: Yuji and Sukuna are NOT related in this D/s dynamic heavy AU, Reader and Yuji are college aged, Sukuna is a few years older, Kinda OOC Sukuna, Impact Play specifically spanking with a belt, a little dacryphilia, oral sex (male receiving), P in V Sex, spit roast style threesome
***Minors DO NOT Interact*** ***18+ Only***
“Alright, fess up, who’s idea was it?”
You and Yuji exchanged nervous glances as you both stood in front of a very irritated Sukuna. It had been, what you had thought, a harmless bit of fun, annoying Sukuna while the three of you were home together. Doing little things here and there to get on his nerves a little just so he’d pay attention to you and your equally guilty partner. Until finally, after several attempts and Sukuna just brushing off the two of you like flies, a plan had been hatched that he could not ignore. A balloon filled with shaving cream and water had been perched precariously above the cracked bathroom door, waiting to fall onto anyone who walked in, not realizing the booby trap that awaited.
“Come on, who thought of this ridiculous plan? I can’t believe the two of you are acting like this, like naughty children even though the holidays are so close. Tell me now and the punishment won’t be so bad, keep protecting each other and neither of you will like what comes next,” a freshly showered Sukuna interrogated you and Yuji, both of you having wide faux innocent eyes. Much to his continued annoyance, neither of you were giving the other up. It wasn’t too long before he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, fed up, “Alright, if neither of you are going to come clean then both of you, get your asses into the bedroom.”
It was a reluctant march into the bedroom, you following behind a subdued Yuji. It was always a toss up what exactly sadistic-minded Sukuna was going to think up and while you wanted his attention, you didn’t exactly want this. The older man followed you both, making sure no one decided to bolt and shepherding you like prisoners to stand at the end of the bed, while he took a seat on the duvet.
“Come here, pet, you’re first. I have a feeling you were behind a lot of the shenanigans today,” he patted his lap, giving a silent order for you to bend over his knee. Wide-eyed, you hesitated, but during this sort of thing Sukuna’s patience was endless, he merely kept eye contact with you, waiting for you to comply and hoping it might get a confession out of your partner. Eventually though, you stepped forward, to Yuji’s dismay, and stood between the older man’s legs, biting your lip.
“P-please Kuna… We’re sorry… We just wanted to play…” The words came out in a soft whimper as you pressed your face to the warm, tattooed skin of his neck, arms looping around his broad shoulders in a shaky hug as you pawed at him for comfort.
He wrapped his arms around you in a loose hug, his attention turning to the younger male, “You gonna let her do all the talking for you?”
Yuji shook his head, not sure what to do, “No, I mean, she’s right, we were just playing around, but it wasn’t supposed to go so far. We didn’t mean any harm.”
“I’m sure neither of you did. But it definitely went too far and there is a price to be paid for that. Now I’ll ask one more time, who’s idea was it?” Sukuna’s voice was a lower volume, but firm, scary in its own way that wasn’t intimidation. His hands were also gentle where they sat on your body, keeping you close to him as tension made your body tight.
“It was me, Kuna,” you decided to take responsibility and hopefully take the fall as well, but Yuji was quick to cut you off.
“No! It was me!”
“So before it was nobody’s idea, but now it’s both of your faults?” Sukuna sighed deeply, his arms dropping from around your body so he could undo his belt, pulling the leather strip from the belt loops of his jeans, “Well if it was both of you, I guess I’ll have to punish both of you.”
You quickly pulled back from him, shaking your head frantically, hands clasping around his large wrists to halt his movements, “No! No, Kuna, it was just me. Don’t punish Yu, he was just going along with what I wanted.”
“Baby, no, it should be me taking the punishment, not you,” Yuji quickly argued, stepping forward.
“How heartwarming,” was Sukuna’s sarcastic answer, “this has gone on long enough. I’ve decided you’re both being punished for being brats. Pet, you should know better, and you, Yuji, I know you know better. You should not be letting her get you into trouble like this. Our dynamic has an order and you’re not keeping it very well. If you want to be at the bottom, we can certainly discuss it, but this is still unacceptable.”
“I don’t want to be on the bottom,” Yuji looked appalled at the thought and turned to you, “I would never take your place, baby, I just… It was kinda fun and I got caught up.”
“Learn from this, be a better dominant. That means putting your submissive’s safety first even if it means quashing fun. She is our responsibility to care for and the ball was definitely dropped in this case by you, so as your dominant, I will be delivering the consequences,” Sukuna was stern, but not harsh, his words still cutting Yuji deep with his disappointment before he turned to you, “And you, little minx, are still being punished first for being a bad influence and taking advantage. You will follow the rules put in place by your dominants or face the consequences.”
You nodded and knowing what was coming next, couldn’t help the tears that were gathering on your lash line, “Okay, Kuna.”
Sukuna’s hands found their way to your hips, guiding you out from between his legs to lay across his lap, your hands gripping his thigh tightly as you waited for what was to come. He pulled down your shorts and panties, baring your cute little ass to the cool air of the room, leaving you shivering with anticipation.
“Yuji, come here, you’ll be delivering this punishment as your punishment and it had better be satisfactory or I will repeat it correctly,” the older man’s voice rumbled through your body, making you tremble.
Yuji gaped at him, “W-what? You want me to do what?”
Sukuna’s patience was starting to wear thin as he held out the belt, “You will be giving the spanking to our little minx. You couldn’t keep her in line, so now you will be punishing her.”
Yuji gnawed on his lower lip as he shakily took the strip of leather from his Dom and stepped up to stand next to you, worried at the thought of causing you pain. Sukuna wasted no time showing the younger man how to hold the belt and the best way to deliver a controlled blow to your asscheeks. Finally, you heard the whistle of the strap through the air and the crack against your flesh. It took a second for the pain to register in your brain, but when it did, you let out a cry that made Yuji immediately drop the offending pain-giving implement.
Sukuna soothed the rising red mark with a gentle hand and nodded to Yuji, “Pick it up and do it again. We’re going to ten and you’re going to count them, pet, let me hear you.”
“O-one,” you choked out, getting a little watery already. Sukuna definitely had an arm and you hated loved getting spanked by him. It was very evident to you already that Yuji might be worse. It took a few minutes for Yuji to gather himself for another blow, his eyes just as teary as yours.
“The longer it takes you between spanks, the worse it’s going to be for her. Don’t drag this out,” the older man urged Yuji to continue as you started to get a little restless on his lap. He nodded and moved back into position. Another crack, another cry, and another choked count from you and the younger man worked himself into a rhythm, Sukuna there to guide him and soothe the hurts with his massive hands.
After the seventh hit, your ass was bright red and Yuji was starting to crack, “I-I’m hurting her… I d-don’t… I’m worried.”
Deciding to have a little mercy on him, Sukuna took the belt, “Sit down and watch then, Yu, she’s fine, but I don’t want you to actually hurt her because you’re crying too. Pet, three more, can you do three more?”
You tearfully nodded and readjusted on his lap, tightening your grip as Sukuna finished out the punishment, leaving you a crying, sobbing mess. Yuji was beside himself, seeing your tearstained face, “Is this always what it’s like? How can you do that to her?”
“Yes, but we’re not done, after she does this well taking her punishment, she gets a little reward, something to soothe the sting of getting her ass beat. Isn’t that right, minx?” The older man’s hands had been caressing over the welts covering your ass, but now one of his hands dipped between your legs, his fingers brushing through the slick starting to drool from your lower lips, “Oh, naughty girl, you’ve been enjoying your punishment, haven’t you? Yu, come here, I want you to be a part of this too.”
You mewled softly at the two men as Sukuna guided Yuji’s fingers between your legs, showing him how aroused you were and letting him take over fingering you, the younger man’s digits sliding through your juices and dipping into the well, beginning to stroke your walls. Surprised, he asked, “Baby, you actually enjoy all of that?”
You blissfully nodded, hips starting to move in time with his fingers, soft whimpers coming from you between words, “Mhm… The spanking does hurt… But being touched and then this afterward is nice… Mm…”
“I’ve only heard your punishments before… You cry, it always sounds like it hurts and stuff, I didn’t think that you’d get so wet from it,” his pace quickened and you let out a long moan, starting to writhe on Sukuna’s lap.
The older man grinned, hooking his thumb into your mouth for you to suck and quiet you down, “She’s a bit of a masochist underneath it all so spanking is what I use for less serious infractions. Our little minx has never done anything to warrant a true punishment, besides it’s hard not to touch her afterwards when I’m just as turned on by the end of it. Her tear streaked little face is one of my favorites.”
“Sadist,” Yuji murmured, continuing his quick pace and working you into a frenzy, his thumb finding your clit and tracing quick circles over the swollen bundle of nerves. Sukuna only chuckled at the remark, more focused on freeing his cock from his pants. As soon as you saw his large erection, you shifted off of his lap and pounced, your lips wrapping around the leaking head, your hips still high in the air for Yuji. Even with the red welts that covered your ass, the younger man couldn’t help but get aroused by the sight of your drooling, sloppy cunt, slick running down your inner thighs and teasing him. He swallowed hard and looked up at his Dom, “C-can I- Can I fuck her?”
Sukuna pretended to think about it for a moment, a deep groan vibrating his chest as you took more of his cock into your mouth, sucking him so good, “Are you going to do a better job at being a dominant and not letting your submissive lead you around by the nose?”
Yuji quickly nodded his head, “Yes, I never want to have to have to do that to her again.”
“Oh, you’ll have to do it again, consequences are a part of providing structure, just don’t be standing there having to face it with her again,” Sukuna chuckled, threading his fingers into your hair, starting to guide your movements, “Go ahead, she deserves to be taken care of and you did well at what you were able to deliver. Just know, I won’t be so lenient next time.”
The younger’s agreement was fast as was his undressing, soon he was standing behind you, cock just as hard as the other man’s as he slid it between your folds, running the tip up and down through the mess to get himself nice and lubricated. Each time he nudged your little clit, you couldn’t stop the moan that vibrated around Sukuna’s length, making him jerk and twitch in your mouth. Too pent up to tease you for long, Yuji found your entrance and pushed inside all the way to his hilt in one tight thrust, leaving you reeling as he stretched your walls to the brink. Where Sukuna was girthy, Yuji was long, and it felt like he was battering your lungs with how rough his pounding was and how deep he was reaching inside of you. Every thrust also pushed you further onto Sukuna’s cock, making you choke and gag every time you were forced to deep throat him, your throat being stretched just as much as your pussy.
Thundering grunts and groans were coming from Sukuna as he guided your head in what was probably the sloppiest head you had ever given him, drool trickling down around his length as you slobbered all over his dick, too lost in the pleasure you were receiving to care about the mess you were making.
“Almost there, pet, you’re doing so good for me,” Sukuna gave rare praise as his fingers tightened in your hair, continuing to whisper filthy things to you, “I’m gonna cum down this pretty little throat and fill you from the front while Yu fills that sweet, slutty pussy from the back, how does that sound?”
Yuji groaned loudly behind you as you clenched around him at the thought, eagerly nodding and whimpering in agreement, your hips bucking back on Yuji’s cock, silently begging for him to hurry up. The pants and moans coming from the younger man just seemed to spur you on as you continued to suck Sukuna’s dick like your life depended on it and swivel your hips to feel every bit of Yuji’s cock buried deep within your sloppy cunt.
Squelches and wet sounds filled the air as everyone got lost in their own pleasure, everyone chasing their own orgasm as the three of you played with one another. Yuji was the first to break, his hips stuttering and jerking against your ass as his rhythm shattered, reaching his peak as he shot rope after rope of thick cum deep into your womb, his stamina impressive as he continued fucking you through his high, his thrusts working his seed deeper inside of you as he babbled and groaned something unintelligible about breeding your heavenly cunt. You were next, the feeling of being filled enough to push over the edge, sending you tumbling into waves of pleasure as your cunt milked Yuji’s cock of the very last bit of his cum. Feeling you shuddering in the throes of your orgasm, Sukuna pressed your head all the way down on his dick, lips and nose pressed tightly to his neatly trimmed pubic hair as he forced his girth all the way down your throat before releasing his seed. Doing exactly as he said he would and filling your stomach as you swallow messily around his length, his hips bucked and stuttered in time with the spurts of cum.
Spent and tired, you dropped to your knees on the carpet, the two men’s cocks sliding from your throat and cunt at the same time, each of them giving one last strangled groan of overstimulation as you panted for breath, pussy and mouth drooling cum, still shuddering from the aftershocks of your peak.
Tucking himself back into his jeans, Sukuna was quick to kneel on the floor next to you, pulling your hair back from your face and neck, “You okay, pet? Was that too much?”
You shook your head, not able to get your scattered thoughts together enough to speak, feeling Yuji’s hand rub up and down your back as he offered his comfort as well, “It’s okay, baby, take your time. We’re here and whatever you need, let us know.”
You nodded this time, eyes bleary as Sukuna pulled your chin up so he could see your face and assess your condition, “Words, minx, answer in words as soon as you can, I gotta make sure we didn’t scramble that little brain too much.”
“I’m okay, Kuna, I promise,” you finally rasped after a few more minutes of gathering yourself. He nodded and gently chucked you under the chin as he stood up as Yuji wrapped his arms around your body, pulling you into his chest and continuing to run his hands up and down your back.
“You want a shower, babe?” He whispered against the top of your head where he had buried his face in your hair.
“Only if Kuna comes too,” you looked up mischievously at the tattooed man, making Yuji grin.
Sukuna scoffed and rolled his eyes, “I just got out of the shower. You really think I’m going back in? Also weren’t you just punished for being a brat? You wanna start again already? Apparently, not a single lesson was learned.”
You pouted cutely, “we did all of that so you would pay us some attention, Kuna. We’re on break for Christmas and you’ve been ignoring us. Apparently your lesson was not learned either if you think some spanking and a blow job was enough to make up for your neglect. Besides, Yuji did most of the work.”
He did not answer, deciding instead to swoop down and tug you from Yuji’s arms, carrying you off to the bathroom, Yuji following behind, with a deep grumble of how annoying and spoiled you were, always his little brat.
12 Days of Kinkmas Masterlist
On the Third Day of Kinkmas...
Carol of the Bells - Satoru Gojo x Reader
Kink: Electrostimulation (sort of)
Content Warnings: Fingering, electrostimulation, lingerie, Gojo using his powers inappropriately, oral sex (fem receiving), P in V Sex
***Minors DO NOT Interact*** ***18+ Only***
Your very loving boyfriend had been extremely busy. Mission after mission, assignment after assignment, and report after report all on top of teaching, attending meetings, and trying to make time for you. Something was bound to slip through the cracks and unfortunately that thing happened to be you. Satoru Gojo was very aware how lucky he was that his girlfriend was so understanding and just as selfless as he was to not take it personally how busy he was. You knew going into the relationship that it was going to be difficult though sometimes you couldn’t help the guilt that threatened to drown you whenever you had any sort of thought of being mad or upset about another missed date with your boyfriend. Tonight, however, you had Satoru’s iron-clad promise that he would be home at a decent hour to spend time with you during the holidays and you weren’t going to waste a single second of it. The bedroom was perfect, mistletoe hanging above the bed, candles lit, white rose petals sprinkled across the surfaces, and your body clad in last year’s christmas present, a gorgeous lingerie set that matched Satoru’s eyes.
Making a few last adjustments, you were still in the bedroom when you heard the key in the front door and finally your boyfriend was home.
“Sweets, where are you, you home?” He called out into the house, unnecessarily as he had already located your energy.
“Come to the bedroom, love,” you called back, quickly climbing up onto the bed and arranging yourself sexily across the comforter to be the first thing for him to see as he strode through the door, his normal cocky self. You couldn’t help breaking out into a not-as-sexy grin, cheesing so hard it hurt your face, as you saw him for the first time in weeks, “Merry Christmas!”
You watched as his jaw dropped and blushed when it took him a second to gather himself, “Merry Christmas to you too. Is this my present? Are you trying to give me an early heart attack? Look at you… I can’t believe I haven’t been home for this.”
“I mean, this is your present- me, not a heart attack. I figured letting you have your way with me was a good present for both of us,” you couldn’t help getting a little shy at his answer, second thoughts flooding your mind at the possibility that he just wanted a quiet night of dinner and cuddling.
“Oh, sweets, you are absolutely right. I want you so bad and if you’re wanting me too, then let’s celebrate exactly like this,” he immediately soothed you and hooked his fingers into his blindfold, tugging it down around his neck so he could lay his eyes on you.
You gave in very quickly to him, the rollercoaster of emotions he usually put you through familiar and oddly comforting, letting you relax under his heated gaze, “Come give me my present then.”
“Have you been naughty or nice this year?” Satoru’s blue eyes sparkled mischievously as he stood imposingly at the end of the bed.
“Which answer will get your hands on me faster?” You grinned back from where you were laid out quite decadently across the duvet, the lace of your ice blue lingerie set leaving little to his imagination.
“Honesty is always the best policy, sweetheart,” he purred back, finally starting his achingly slow crawl up the bed towards you.
“Then I’ve definitely been naughty this year,” you reached for him as his body settled on top of yours, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down for a soft kiss that quickly turned heated and sloppy.
When his lips were swollen and bitten, Satoru finally pulled away enough to look down at you again, his unearthly blue eyes soft, “it’s hard to believe you are ever naughty when you taste so sweet. But if you really want, I’m happy to give you your punishment for being a naughty girl.”
You quickly nodded and tugged him back down to your lips, but he ducked to nip and suck on the soft skin of your neck, his hands slowly running up your sides underneath the lacy lingerie. A soft whine left your lips as he left a trail of hickies across your throat, the little stings lost in the feeling of his large hands cupping your breasts and thumbing your nipples into stiff peaks. His hips pressed harshly to yours, letting you feel his thick erection trapped in his pants as he ground against you, desperate for a little friction to relieve some of his ache. The tear of the lingerie being removed from your body had you gasping, opening your mouth to chastise him, however, you were stopped by his tongue plunging between your lips and frantically exploring the warm cavern.
“I’ll replace it… As many as you want…” He panted against your lips before going back to ravaging your mouth and body with his own. He manhandled your naked limbs, tying your wrists together with his blindfold and forcing them above your head as he tugged your legs into a deep straddle, exposing every sensitive part to Satoru’s sharp eyes. His mouth watered at the view of you spread out beneath him, “You’re going to stay in this position for me, right? Gonna be a good girl for me?”
“Y-yes, of course,” you quickly nodded.
“Yes, what?” He nipped your throat with a grumble of disapproval.
“Yes, Toru.”
“That’s my good girl,” he purred again, nuzzling you gently before moving down your body to come face to face with your drooling cunt, making you flush and squirm under his heavy gaze, “now, now, it’s time for me and her to get reacquainted, just stay still for me sweets.”
He was gentle as he ran his long finger over your slick folds, smearing your juices everywhere and getting everything nice and coated in your slick. Pressing soft kisses to your inner thighs, he teased your swelling bundle of nerves as his fingers caught on the fluttering entrance to your core, but never entering as an idea struck him. Channeling some of his cursed energy into his finger tips, he lightly tapped on your clit, making you twitch and arch as it felt like you were being subjected to little shocks on your most sensitive area.
“Toru?” You tried to sit up and see what he was doing, but was immediately pushed back down by one of his large hands.
“Trust me, sweets, I think you’re going to like this,” was his only answer before he went back to touching you, little flashes of his power arcing out to tease your quickly heating flesh as he ran his fingertips across your sex. You did trust him, so you did your best to relax and let him continue his torture of your body, his hands moving back to your torso in slow circles so he could try out this newfound tactic other places as well. His fingers danced across your skin until they came across your peaked nipples, tugging and pinching them as his mouth closed over your twitching clit. Your pleasure was starting to drown you, making it hard to keep your arms above your head when all you wanted to do was bury your hands in his hair and buck up into his mouth. The little sparks of energy tingled your most sensitive areas intensified by Satoru eating you out like he was dying of starvation and you were his last meal.
“T-toru… I-I’m gonna c-cum,” you sobbed as his power increased, the shocks he was delivering growing stronger as he lost himself in your taste, lapping up every drop of slick that oozed from your quivering pussy. Two of his fingers buried themselves deep inside your walls as he moved to suck on your clit, continuing the electrostimulation as he stroked your walls, making your cunt clench and pulse as you wailed, fat tears running down your cheeks as your orgasm crashed through your body.
“That’s it sweets, god you feel and taste so good, my sweet, sweet girl,” Satoru finally pulled away from your fluttering cunt when you started mewling at him in overstimulation. He climbed back up your body in a trail of wet kisses until he found your lips again, still delivering the small shocks everywhere your skin touched his. It was like he couldn’t even control it anymore, too caught up in the pleasure of your body. He tore his own clothes off, kicking the articles off the bed mindlessly as he fisted his leaking cock in one hand, spreading his precum down his shaft to lubricate himself before he buried himself deep inside of your pussy in one harsh thrust. Your nails dug deep crescents into his back as you cried out from the sudden mind blowing stretch, Satoru’s teeth digging into your neck, fighting back his own groan as your cunt shaped around his dick perfectly.
There was no preamble, no slow start, only him pounding into you with everything he had as he felt like he was home at last. Squelches and wet, slick sounds filled the air with every thrust, his cock pulling out almost entirely before he jerked himself all the way back in, to the hilt, sheathing himself so deep inside of you, you could feel him rearranging your guts. His thick cock kissed your cervix with every push, splashing precum over the ring of tight muscle as you did your best to strangle his erection with your pussy walls.
“Wanna… wanna cum inside you, sweets, can I? Can I fill you up?” He begged against your neck before bringing his head up to capture your lips again, teeth biting into your lower lip and pulling before releasing so he could jam his tongue into your mouth again, too animalistic to even let you answer, the shocks from his skin seeming to concentrate around his cock, making your walls spasm and pleasure flood through your body.
You sucked on the muscle in return, breaking away long enough to brokenly nod, “y-yes… y-yes, cum inside, T-toru.” His entire body shuddered above yours and the lights in the apartment grew stronger for a moment and then cut out entirely, neither one of you really noticing, too lost in the other to realize that you were both in a room now only lit by candles. Hips slapping into yours, his rhythm jerked and stuttered and his cock twitched wildly inside of you, liquid heat spilling from his tip and painting your walls. You arched violently, your orgasm meeting his in a wave of ecstasy that had you moaning into his mouth and writhing against him. A few more pulses of cum pumped from his dick before he fell limp on your body, both of you struggling to catch your breath as his seed leaked from your trembling hole and around his cock.
You were both still for a long time, long enough for you to start to worry, “Toru? You okay?”
“Hm…” He grumbled out, still not moving, “I am perfect, my sweet. Absolutely perfect.”
Pulling your hands out of the makeshift blindfold tie, you dropped your arms over his shoulders and ran your fingers through his hair, “You are perfect. That was perfect. I’ve missed you so much.”
At that, he shifted and pressed a gentle kiss to your swollen lips, “I’ve missed you too. I’m not going to let another long gap happen in our relationship. I can’t be without you like that again. No more. I’m putting my foot down.”
“You don’t have to, Toru, I know you’re busy. I don’t mind,” you sighed softly and kissed his forehead.
He was not convinced, “Don’t lie, sweetheart, I know it’s hard on you too. I mean it. No more.”
“Alright, alright, just don’t make promises that will be impossible to keep.”
“I’m Satoru Gojo, nothing is impossible for the strongest,” he grinned and rolled onto his back, keeping you wrapped tightly in his arms so now you were laying on top of him.
You rolled your eyes at his ego, “Okay, the strongest, do you want dinner? Or a bath?”
“Uh, I think the power’s out, so either is probably not going to happen…” He answered sheepishly as you finally realized what he had a few minutes ago.
“Oh.”
12 Days of Kinkmas Masterlist
On the Second Day of Kinkmas...
Let it Snow - Kento Nanami/Ino Takuma x Reader
Kink: Bondage
Content Warnings: Shibari, Bondage, Threesome, fingering, P in V Sex, Anal, D/s Dynamic, Hella Aftercare
***Minors DO NOT Interact*** ***18+ Only***
The raging blizzard outside couldn’t do anything to touch the warm, cozy atmosphere that currently enveloped the bedroom. Candles were flickering on every surface and you were tucked neatly between the two warm bodies of your lovers, their hands slowly roaming your body, one set rhythmic and well practiced, the other a little more hesitant and unsure. Besides being wrapped in the glow of their affection, you were also bound in a gorgeous rope sculpture of Kento Nanami’s making, the meticulous Shibari executed to perfection. Columns of the silk rope tied your wrists together behind your back and created the origin point for the rest of the harness encapsulating your torso and breasts. Another length of rope was threaded between your legs, snug against your lower lips and creating delicious friction on your clit and other sensitive areas every time you shifted, occasionally drawing whimpers and whines from you especially when a wandering hand tugged on the right tie.
“Ino, make sure you also give attention to her erogenous areas, we are trying to build up to a peak of pleasure, not just touch mindlessly,” Nanami’s deep voice rumbled through your back, his teaching persona firmly in place as he directed your other lover’s hands to your breasts.
“Kento, we’ve been doing this for months, I think you can call Takuma- Ngh… Takuma,” you gently chastised, interrupting yourself with a moan when Ino’s mouth engulfed one of your nipples.
“When he’s earned it, darling,” was the older man’s gruff answer before he turned your face to his to capture your lips in a heated kiss.
Soft, wet noises filled the air between the three of you, Ino’s suckling just as loud as the messy kisses Nanami was pressing to your swollen mouth, his tongue working its way between your lips to explore the heat of your mouth. You arched as the younger male’s teeth bit into you extremely sensitive flesh, moaning loudly into Nanami’s mouth as the sudden movement made the rope between your legs deliver a dose of pleasure that made your pussy clench and drool.
“Much better, In- Takuma,” Nanami broke the kiss to give Ino rare praise, pleased with how well his rope work was doing in conjunction with their other efforts to arouse you.
The student grinned and released your nipple, answering a little smugly, “Thank you, Nanami, anything to get our sweetheart nice and wet and ready for us.” His fingers took the place of his mouth, tugging and twisting at your nipples, as he pulled you into another searing kiss, nipping at your lower lip while you whimpered.
Nanami’s fingers moved between your legs, gently probing to see just how ready you were, “Don’t get cocky, she’s not there quite yet.”
You vehemently disagreed, mewling desperately, “Kento… Kuma… Please! More!”
Nanami clicked his tongue in disapproval as Ino cooed, “Soon, baby, just gotta get Daddy’s okay and then we’ll play all night long.”
“You won’t get Daddy’s approval if you two can’t behave yourselves,” the older man reprimanded, only half serious. While he was speaking, his fingers wrapped around the rope and pulled it tightly against your throbbing clit making you squeal and writhe between the two muscular bodies. A soft groan left Ino’s chest at the sound, his hips bucking forward to press his painfully hard cock against your thigh, his head sucking down so he could nip at the column of your throat.
Soft pleas of more and their names dropped from your lips as their touching grew more purposeful, more frantic, as you grew more wet and more aroused. Nanami’s rather large erection was slowly grinding against your ass, his heavy hands holding your hips in place for him. More fingers swiped between your legs, finding a slick mess between your thighs, the rope soaked with your juices.
A deep groan met this realization, “I can’t believe this is all for us. You’re definitely ready now, baby. Already been begging for our cocks, but now your pussy is begging too.” His fingers probed further, prodding at your quivering entrance before two of them slipped inside. He started to pump them in and out, making you squirm between the two men as you moaned from the stimulation, Nanami’s hand still keeping tension on the rope so the friction was continuous on your swollen little bud. “Should we make her cum so soon, Nanami?” The younger man’s voice was a little unsure though his fingers moved faster inside of you, the quivering of your walls cluing him in to how close you already were, squelching filling the air as your pussy sucked him in, clenching tightly around the digits.
“It’s up to you. Do you think she deserves to cum, Takuma? Has she been a good girl?” Nanami answered, one of his hands sliding over your hip to press against your stomach to keep you in place as he pulled the rope out of the way so he could rub your clit directly, his thumb swiping slow circles around the bundle of nerves.
Your eyes met Ino’s with a silent plea, your orgasm quickly approaching and you had never been good at holding it back. Being punished by Nanami for cumming when you weren’t supposed to was not something you wanted on the menu for tonight. He understood exactly what you were trying to convey, “I think she’s been very good for us. I want her to cum. Go on, cum for us, baby.”
His permission was more than enough as the muscles in your core tightened and you jerked into an arch as the lightning bolt of pleasure coursed through you, a cry leaving your lips as the lust hit its crescendo. Both of them continued their respective movements until you went fully limp between them, Ino pulling his fingers from your fluttering cunt first and pressing them into your mouth to clean. The older man watched as you sucked the other’s digits clean, a rumble of approval moving through his chest at Ino’s show of dominance, pride in his student evident.
“Good. Since this is our first time both being in her, I want you to penetrate our darling first and then don’t move further. Once you’re inside, I will lubricate her other hole and enter her as well. We’ll go from there,” you barely registered the deep roll of Nanami’s voice as he gave directions, still coming down from your high. You did however notice when your body was shifted, eyes finally focusing as your leg was pulled over Ino’s hip as he lined himself up with your sopping, slobbery pussy entrance. Very carefully, the head of his cock nudged against the tight ring of muscle, slowly pushing inside of you as he treated you like you’d shatter if he was too rough. A long, low moan left your lips as you felt him stretch your walls, struggling not to clench around his dick as the crown pressed tightly against your drooling cervix.
“That’s it, baby, that’s my good girl. God, you feel so good, so tight around me just like always, fuck, you’re killin’ me, darling,” the younger man groaned, fighting to not pound the life out of you. Both of you suddenly moaned when Nanami’s fingers swiped through your folds and around the base of Ino’s cock buried deep inside of you, gathering all of the slick he could before spreading it over your asshole, carefully working a finger inside using your juices as lube so he could stretch out your other hole to accommodate himself.
Soft whimpers dropped from your lips as he added another finger and began to slowly scissor them, getting the ring of muscle to loosen bit by bit. His own lips brushed against the back of your neck, a distraction from what could be uncomfortable as he got you ready, as gentle as ever. “Almost there, my darling… Takuma is right. You are being so good for us, such a good girl,” he whispered soft praises in your ear as he finally pressed the mushroom tip of his own hard cock to your other hole. You gasped and tried not to arch as the head settled past the ring of muscle, the stretch unimaginable and making it hard to breathe from the fire being lit in your core. The pressure of the two dicks buried inside of you, separated only by the thin skin between your walls, was blindingly pleasurable and you were pretty sure you were going to cum just from them settling inside of you. It wasn’t much longer before both men were fully seated in your holes, your hips bucking involuntarily as you silently begged for friction, words beyond you as your eyes rolled back in your head, whimpers and whines all you were capable of.
“Hush, darling, we have to start slow, neither one of us want to hurt you, hold on,” Nanami purred, his voice slightly strained from how you gripped him, able to feel the other man’s cock pressed tightly against his, both of them throbbing and twitching deep in your guts. Ino could only grunt in agreement as he panted against your neck, fighting off his own orgasm and need to thrust. Nanami very easily picked up on the younger man’s difficulties and quickly caught his attention, “Don’t you dare, Ino. She cums first. We take care of her first.”
After getting Ino’s nod of understanding and acceptance, Nanami finally moved, slowly sliding himself from your body before thrusting back up inside. Your cry of pleasure spurred both of them forward, a rhythm created, one pulling out as the other thrusted in, never letting you be empty. Hands roamed your body again, your nipples tugged and your hips squeezed as you fell apart between them, writhing and sobbing from overstimulation. It wasn’t long before both of them were pounding into you, Nanami’s fingers rubbing your clit in quick, little circles, anything to get you to your peak so they could fall apart along with you. Ino had pulled you into another kiss, panting into your mouth as he whimpered himself from the intense clench of your pussy around his cock. It was like you could feel them in your lungs as they ravaged your tight little holes and sooner than you’d like, your orgasm was coming to crash through you, lighting every nerve ending on fire as tears ran down your cheeks from how good it all felt.
A few thrusts more and they were cumming too, hips stuttering and falling out of rhythm as both of the men came, ropes of cum painting your walls in thick streams as Ino pressed tightly to your chest and Nanami jerked against your ass, grunts and groans filling the air. Panting for breath, the three of you laid limp on the soaked sheets, each coming down from their own high at a different rate. Nanami was the first to move, carefully pulling himself out of your spent body and sitting up. He gently rolled you onto Ino and began pulling at the rope knots with a quiet instruction to the younger man to keep you comfortable. Ino gave a soft response that you couldn’t process in your haze before he began to slowly stroke his fingertips over your skin and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, helping you stay in your state of bliss longer as Nanami freed each of your arms, tucking them carefully against Ino’s chest for you.
Leaving the two of you for a moment, Nanami went and began the bath, letting it fill as he came back with a warm towel to wrap you in. The younger man quickly caught on and pulled his softening cock from your core, smiling as you let out a pathetic little moan before handing you off the older man, who carried you like the princess you were to the awaiting hot water. Ino followed like a puppy, watching as Nanami settled you on his lap in the water, waiting for permission to join which was given with a softer look from the true dominant in this relationship.
“Takuma, she’s not ready to answer any questions yet, so I’ll ask you for now instead, how are you feeling? Is everything okay?” Nanami’s voice was gentle as he addressed the other man, slowly starting to rub soap over your soft skin, washing away the fluids of the night.
Ino quickly nodded, hypnotized by the tempo of his hands across your body, “I’m great. It felt amazing. I hope she’s okay. I kinda forgot how fucked out she gets.”
Nanami hummed in agreement, though not particularly happy with the crass way Ino described you, “Good. I think you did well, it seems you’re learning from these escapades. Soon you’ll be leading them rather than me.”
“You really think so?” The younger man lit up, basking in the praise of his mentor.
“I do, you treat me so well Kuma,” it was you who answered this time, reaching an arm back to him, having come back into reality earlier in the conversation.
Ino happily took your outstretched limb, gently massaging your hand and wrist, “I’m glad to hear it, baby, I always want you to feel good.”
“Go ahead and ask her the aftercare questions, Takuma, it’s good practice, “ Nanami moved on to washing your hair, gently working the shampoo into your hair.
“How are you feeling baby? Is everything okay? Is there anything you need?”
You hummed softly before answering, eyes fluttering closed from the sensation of having someone else wash your hair, “I am very floaty and feel very good, very satisfied. Everything is okay and I don’t need anything besides some water and maybe a snack before bed.”
“Atta girl,” Ino grinned, “Is there anything we need to talk about that happened tonight?”
“No, everything was perfect, I would like to do this again, though maybe not tied up again. I missed being able to touch too,” your nose scrunched cutely as Nanami took a cup from the edge of the tub to pour water over your hair and rinsed out the suds.
Nanami snorted behind you, “You asked to be tied up this time.”
“I know and it was fun. I just don’t think I want to do it again when you’re both inside me,” you twisted your head back so you could look at him and smiled impishly.
The older man shook his head and gently pushed you into Ino so he could bathe himself, letting the two of you cuddle for a few minutes as he meticulously cleaned himself. It wasn’t long before he stood up and stepped out of the tub, drying himself off and wrapping a towel around his trim waist, heading out of the bathroom. You drifted away from Ino to let him have space to also bathe, the two of you quietly teasing each other and acting like children until Nanami came back. The older man reached back for you, wrapping you tightly in your own towel, and lifting you back into his arms again. It wasn’t unusual for neither of the men to let you walk after a good dicking down. He nodded to Ino and took you back to the bedroom, dropping you onto the now clean sheets and rubbed the towel across your skin and ruffled your hair, getting you as dry as possible before tucking you under the covers.
Dressing himself in pajama pants, his sharp eyes gave you a once over as he asked, “What kind of snack do you want?”
“A granola bar or something like that is fine. I don’t want to make a mess on your clean bed. Honestly, I’m probably okay without, definitely would like a glass of water though,” You smiled softly up at him and yawned cutely as a towel-clad Ino entered the room.
“Water is always non negotiable, darling, and I’ll find you something to eat, don’t move,” Nanami was stern as he left again. You realized that he waited for Ino to return before leaving, another of his annoying and sweet protective requirements: not letting you be alone after a scene.
Ino climbed into bed with you after towel drying himself and cuddled against your side, an arm thrown over your torso, and it wasn’t long before Nanami was back, glass in one hand and a sandwich on a plate in the other. Too tired to even try to argue with him as he sat on the edge of the bed and held out the dishes, you took both gratefully and worked through your late night meal, even rebelliously feeding Ino a couple bites of the sandwich before handing back the now empty dishes. Nanami set everything aside and fully climbed under the covers, tucking you against his chest as he laid on his side and pulled Ino closer so you were in a cuddle pile and no one was left out. Soft goodnights were murmured and comfortable positions found before finally the night was over, everyone drifting off in the soft warm glow of affection, the long forgotten snow still falling outside.
12 Days of Kinkmas Masterlist
On the First Day of Kinkmas...
Heat Miser - Sukuna x Reader
Kink: Sensory Play
Content Warnings: Bondage, Fingering, Candle Wax, Impact Play, Degradation, P in V sex, TrueForm!Sukuna
***Minors DO NOT Interact*** ***18+ Only***
Sukuna hummed in satisfaction down at the perfect canvas laid out beneath him, you. He had secured your naked body spread eagle on his massive bed, each limb held in place by an artfully tied length of rope looped around each wrist and ankle, leaving you completely at his mercy. The cool air caressing your skin made gooseflesh rise all over your body, leaving you trembling under your lover’s four-eyed gaze.
“I didn’t think that when I offered to let you tie me up as your Christmas present, all you would do is stare at me. You can literally do that anytime you want without having to take thirty minutes to get everything set up,” you snarked up at the massive man looming at the end of the bed.
His lips quirked into an amused smirk, the rest of him unmoving, “Be careful, little one, you’re skating on thin ice and now when you are completely helpless is not a good time to let that mouth of yours get you into trouble.”
“I’ll be good, I promise, just please, do something,” you gave him your best puppy dog eyes and couldn’t help squirming in your bonds at the heated look he gave you in return.
Finally, after a brief staring contest which you lost by looking away first, he left the end of the bed with a deep chuckle, his evident amusement a foreboding sign of what was to come. You followed him around the room with your eyes, watching as he gathered a couple candles, clamps, and his favorite riding crop. Each new addition made your eyes grow wider and your imagination run more and more wild as your adrenaline spiked from the anxiety growing in your core. He moved back to the bed without even sparing you a glance and laid everything out on his bedside table. Worrying your bottom lip with your teeth, you fought to not speak and give voice to your sudden nerves, trying to keep your promise of behaving.
“Hush, pet, you’ll enjoy this, no need to get frantic,” his quiet words brought your attention to the soft whimpers that were escaping your clenched teeth, giving voice to your increasing anxiousness.
“S-sorry Kuna,” you whispered, taking a deep break to try and calm yourself.
Two of his large hands settled on your torso, his thumbs rubbing soft circles into your skin as he judged your condition, “You’re overthinking this, like you usually do. You can always use your safeword, little one, it is not my goal to break you tonight when this is the first time we’re doing this and I’m going to get that nervous mind of yours to turn off. Consider that my gift to you.”
You swallowed hard as you flushed rosy pink, “I’m fine, my brain just got caught up in the situation for a moment. It’s alright. I’m ready now.”
A deep rumble of approval met your words and then all four of his hands were exploring your body as he climbed onto the bed, his heavy thighs settling on either side of your body, straddling your hips. There was nothing you could do, restrained as you were, except grow increasingly aroused as he caressed your smooth skin, groping every bit of flesh he could reach and cupping your breasts in his warm palms. You were overwhelmed by just his presence let alone what his hands were doing, your mind starting to melt as he left trails of heat across your sensitizing skin. A soft moan left your lips as he thumbed your hardening nipples, another of his many hands sliding down between your legs to cup your slickening cunt, a finger working its way inside of you as your eyes fell shut, soft mewls falling from your lips as pleasure flooded every nerve.
A sharp pinch to each of the pebbled buds on the peak of your breasts had your eyes flying back open, a wild arch running up your spine as the pain turned into something else. Looking down, you could see the metal clips now adorning your nipples, this new sensation flavoring the pleasure of Sukuna’s hands in a way you couldn’t describe. He knew though, your pussy telling him as it grew wetter and clenched tightly around his fingers.
“Has that little brain of yours turned off yet?” He teased as he nipped at your neck and tugged gently at the chain connecting the clamps causing you to squeal and twist, writhing on the bed under his body.
It took a moment for you to answer him, dazedly shaking your head as you pulled at your bonds, trying to free yourself to take back some control or stop the overwhelming feelings or something… Anything… You could hardly think in a straight line, mostly working on instinct as he forced more pleasure through your nerve endings, stroking his fingers against that special spongey spot inside of you that made you see stars and your cunt gushed around his hand.
“Then I’ll just have to keep going, won’t I? Until you stop trying to escape and give yourself over to me completely, my sweet, stupid little pet,” he grinned wickedly against your throat as he artfully drew your first orgasm from your body, his thumb pressing harshly against your throbbing clit as you moaned loudly and arched violently. When you finally fell limp on the bed, he pulled his fingers from your sopping pussy, wiping your own juices across your stomach before sitting back and grabbing his next torture device off of the nightstand.
Eyes closed as you worked to catch your breath, you jerked against your restraints as hot wax splattered across your torso, dripping from the candle Sukuna had just blown out. He paid special attention to each of your clamped nipples and your delicate navel, letting the wax pool and coat your sensitive areas. He moved down to your trembling thighs and let the wax paint the soft skin in drips and drops before finally moving the hot liquid to coat your swollen clit and quivering pussy lips. The wax wasn’t hot enough to burn, but it did sting, another blend of pain and pleasure assaulting your senses. When the jar in his hand was empty, he picked up the other candle and repeated the process until your skin was dappled to his liking. Making sure to get wax on every part of your body, only avoiding your face, you truly had become a work of his sadistic art. The little stings of heat across your skin reawoke your body, the bites of stimulation causing slick and need to grow between your thighs again.
“P-please, need more, Kuna,” you mewled at him, your pussy clenching around nothing as you arched, wriggling your hips, trying to entice him to touch you again where you needed it most.
“Tsk, that brain is still doing too much if you can speak that well, my greedy slut. You’ll get more when I give it,” his hand came down to press on your stomach, forcing your back against the bed again before he raked his nails down your torso, breaking wax splatters loose and sprinkling them onto the sheets beneath you. He leaned back, admiring his work, his eyes roaming down your splayed body in a way that made heat rise up your face in a deep blush. His hands moved across your skin again, carefully peeling off the heaviest of the wax pools so he could have access to your nipples and cunt again, leaving the ones that weren’t in his way alone, watching as the lull in activity had you slowly tensing up again. Tugging at the chain between the clamps, he practically purred as he asked, “How many more orgasms do you think it’ll take for you to stop overthinking, hm? How many more before you turn into a little puddle that doesn’t even need the ropes tied around its limbs to stay in the position I put it in? Why don’t we find out?”
Before you could even formulate an answer, his fingers plunged back into your slick cunt, his thumb working quick little circles on your clit as another of his hands grabbed the crop off of the bedside table. His favorite mind melting strategy was definitely mixing pain and pleasure and it was something he was certainly good at. Starting slowly, the crop left little stings on your breasts and stomach, the pats of the leather warming your skin in a way that was enjoyable for now, your eyes fluttering closed as his fingers continued to thrust into your pussy. Every now and then, the crop would hit with a sharp sting that would make you gasp, the pain immediately soothed by Sukuna’s thumb moving faster on your clit. This pattern with the random hard smacks peppered in continued until you came again, body shaking and tight, but this time he didn’t stop, his fingers never slowing as they continued to fuck your sloppy cunt, the slick mess painting your thighs and soaking the sheets beneath you.
Fat tears of overstimulation rolled down your cheeks as you sobbed in pleasure, broken babbles leaving your lips as you tried to beg him to slow down or stop, but the words never formed as he worked orgasm after orgasm from your gushing pussy. Red marks littered your skin from the crop and the clamps lay forgotten on the bed after he had pulled them off so he could abuse your swollen nipples with the leather in his hand to add to the stimulation assault. Taking in your glassy eyes and the drool running down one of your cheeks, he laughed softly to himself and put the crop aside, deciding to stroke his own painfully hard cock instead of continuing the torture as the fingers buried in your cunt finally slowed down. Your eyes moved blearily to his face and this time you remained relaxed and soft as the pleasure faded to more tolerable levels for the moment, your mind having settled into a state of bliss a few orgasms ago.
“That’s my sweet pet, so pliant and well behaved for me,” Sukuna murmured softly as his hand gripped his shaft, working up and down in a slow rhythm that caught your hazy gaze and left you hypnotized, “I think one more orgasm and then I’ll untie you, little one, as long as you stay like this, so good, not even pulling against the ropes anymore.”
You didn’t even have it in you to nod, only reacting when his heavy body moved over yours, your head tipping back in a soft sigh as the bulbous, red, leaking head of his erection pressed against your fluttering little hole and began to push inside of your messy cunt. It was a snug fit, you could feel every vein and twitch of his thick cock as he sheathed himself within your body, the stretch making you clench tightly around him. Moans dropped from your lips as he settled against you, two of his hands planted on the bed to keep the majority of his weight off of you while the other two found your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours as he started his long, languid thrusts. He buried his face against your neck to muffle the groans rumbling his chest, the wrap of your pussy around his cock heavenly as he finally got some relief for his arousal as he took his time taking his pleasure from your body.
Slowly, oh so slowly, his speed increased until he was pounding into your sopping, sloppy hole, the grip it had on him making it hard for Sukuna to control himself, his thrusts getting rough and inconsistent. Your fingers locked around his as you arched underneath him, moans and whimpers filling the air between you two as he fucked the life out of you, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every heavy drive into your cunt. Your final orgasm was quickly approaching as he snaked a hand between your bodies to thumb at your clit, sending sparks of pleasure through your core until you tightened like a vice around him. With one last jolting thrust reaching deeply inside of you, you came together, stars exploding behind your eyes with a loud sob of ecstasy as his twitching cock released rope after rope of thick cum deep into your womb, filling you with liquid heat. He groaned loudly against your skin, his clenched balls quickly emptying until he fell limp on top of your spent body.
Time seemed to slow as the two of you caught your breath and came back to yourselves, Sukuna eventually moving off of you to release your wrists and ankles from the rope, carefully rubbing warmth back into each extremity before going to the next. You were still floating in your little cloud of bliss when his face entered your field of vision again, his mouth set in that amused smirk again as he brushed a few strands from your face.
“Brain still turned off, little one?” He ran his fingers down your cheek as you slowly blinked up at him.
All you could do was nod as he joined you on the bed again, tucking your limp limbs against his chest as he rearranged you onto your side like one would a stuffed animal they were going to cuddle with.
“Good. That means it worked,” a soft chuckle met your ears and soon you were drifting again in the quiet and warmth of the room.
12 Days of Kinkmas Masterlist
The 12 Days of Kinkmas
“Have you been naughty or nice this year?” Satoru’s blue eyes sparkled mischievously as he stood imposingly at the end of the bed.
“Which answer will get your hands on me faster?” You grinned back from where you were laid out quite decadently across the duvet, the lace of your ice blue lingerie set leaving little to his imagination.
“Honesty is always the best policy, sweetheart,” he purred back, finally starting his achingly slow crawl up the bed towards you.
Welcome to my 2024 Christmas event! In the twelve days leading up to Christmas, starting tomorrow, I will be posting a smutty story based around a specific kink with a winter/Christmas theme each involving the JJK men. I hope you enjoy and Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and I hope you have a wonderful New Year! **Any minor characters are always aged up to legal consenting age in my works**
***All of these stories are 18+ Minors do not interact or you will be blocked.***
Day 1 - Heat Miser - Ryomen Sukuna Day 2 - Let it Snow - Kento Nanami/Takuma Ino Day 3 - Carol of the Bells - Satoru Gojo Day 4 - Deck the Halls - Yuji Itadori/Ryomen Sukuna Day 5 - Silent Night - Suguru Geto Day 6 - Jingle Bell Rock - Choso Kamo/Yuki Tsukumo Day 7 - I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus - Toji Fushiguro Day 8 - Toyland - Yuji Itadori/Megumi Fushiguro Day 9 - Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer - Kento Nanami Day 10 - White Christmas - Ryomen Sukuna/Toji Fushiguro Day 11 - O Come All Ye Faithful - Choso Kamo Day 12 - The Twelve Days of Christmas - Satoru Gojo/Suguru Geto
I have a quick idea. Jiraiya being obessed with his S/O's thigh highs. They aren't sexy, it's because they get cold easily, but he's being his usual horny self. Sorry if thats kinda lame 😋
Thigh Highs
Jiraiya x Reader
Content Warnings: None, just some Jiraiya fluff
Word Count: 816
Jiraiya does not miss a thing that goes on around him. Even when he looks like he's buried deep in research or writing, he notices it when you wander out of your shared bedroom in thigh high socks that just barely meet the hem of your pleated miniskirt. His eyes immediately zero in on the exposed inch of smooth skin innocently bubbling over the elastic of your stockings and peeking cutely between the two different fabrics, not so innocent thoughts rolling around in his head about his sweet little significant other.
Not noticing his predatory gaze, you saunter into the kitchen for a snack, humming to yourself as you rifle through cabinets. Reaching for a box of your favorite crackers tucked away on a high shelf, your little sweater rides up and exposes more of your soft skin to the man now silently stalking you, testing his self control, in his opinion, unfairly. You are blissfully unaware that he had even left his desk, focused on satisfying your snack cravings as you stood perched on tip toe, straining for your prize.
Large warm hands suddenly press against your stomach as his firm chest traps you slightly bent over the counter top. Your breath catches as those same hands drift down your torso to your thighs, slowly tracing down your body until they're covering that sinful bit of bare skin teasing him mercilessly. You bite back a whimper as he gently tugs you backwards into him, your feet flat on the ground again as you're engulfed in his arms.
"if you were cold, kitten, all you had to do was tell me," Jiraiya rumbles against your neck where he had buried his face, his fingers gently whispering across your flesh, making goosebumps rise. He loves the feeling of you so close to him, your heat making his easy excitement rear its head, his pants quickly growing a bit tight.
"You were busy, I didn't want to bother you when I could deal with it," you fight your own steadily growing arousal to sound nonchalant as he presses hot, open-mouthed kisses to your throat until you push back against him so you had room to turn around and face him, making him stop his ploy to get you all hot and bothered.
Immediately catching on to what you were doing, he stands to his full height while you change position, his size impressive, intimidating, and so easy to get lost in, your eyes barely in line with his pectorals. "You are never a bother, princess, you have a permanent all-access pass to me and my lap," he grins and waggles his eyebrows down at you, letting the unspoken reason he wanted you on his lap hang in the air.
"Horn dog," you giggle and wrap your arms around his substantial waist, burying your face against his broad chest, "that's exactly the distraction I'm trying to avoid especially with your deadline so close."
"I'm allowed to take breaks," he whines, his large hands splaying across your back before tucking under your thighs and lifting you to sit on the counter, spreading your legs so he can stand between them, "Besides, we can just call this research."
You blush and force yourself to look up at him disapprovingly, "I do not think your editor would agree." He only chuckles in response before his fingers are tracing gentle patterns on the exposed skin of your inner thighs, distracting you neatly before you can protest further. One of his palms comes up to catch under your chin to tilt your gaze up to meet his so he can watch your eyes darken and your pupils dilate with lust, your lips parting in a soft mewl as he plays your body like it's his favorite instrument. Your resistance quickly melts away and now you're putty in his hands as his fingers delicately brush between your legs, skimming across your panties and touching the wetness starting to gather.
"That's my good girl," he purrs as he dips down to capture your lips in a soft kiss once, twice, gently tasting your warmth as he continues to tease your sensitive parts, letting you squirm underneath him as your core heats and throbs. He presses one more loving kiss to your forehead before pulling away from you completely, leaving you needy on the counter top as he goes to return to his desk. You let out a wordless sound of outrage that has him grinning at you over his shoulder as he exits the kitchen with a cheeky, "my break time is up. Gotta get back to the grind. You said you could deal with it after all... You don't want to bother me, right?"
"Oh, I'll deal with it, Jiraiya, just you wait," you threaten as you hop off the counter and onto shaky legs.
He only laughs in response, leaving you to give chase.
A Work of Art
Madara x Reader - University AU - An aspiring artist gets their first nude model
Content warnings: dub con, D/s dynamics, edging, public sex, mild bondage, dacryphilia, multiple orgasms, orgasm control, squirting, creampie, aftercare
4.8k
So honestly, this is only marked for Madara, because he is my favorite. When writing this, I felt it could fit a lot of our older “Daddy” type characters and I kept it intentionally vague (except for a line or two) so feel free to imagine your favorite dominating you. Madara, Hashirama, Tobirama, Jiraiya, Kakashi, Kakuzu, Geto, Toji, Nanami… Honestly the list goes on… Enjoy~
“Alright, class, for this week’s project, we will be using posed nude models to complete studies of the human body and to grow your knowledge of anatomy. You will create a painting in either oil or acrylic medium on canvases or boards. I want the completed project to be at least 10” x 20”,” the art professor wrote on the chalkboard as he spoke, writing down the same requirements for the project as he was speaking, “Be respectful of our models as they are volunteers, older students and professors who graciously donated their time for your practice. Once they come in, stay seated, they will come to you. The model you get is the model you get. No swapping and no complaining.” He turned and snapped a finger at the student closest to the classroom door, “Let them in and remember, we are grateful for their time.”
The student pulled open the door and a line of robed men and women came into the spacious classroom, a mix of body types, heights, and hair colors ranging from white to blonde to brown to the deepest black, splitting off and sitting by whoever caught their eye and immediately the volume of sound in the room increased as strangers got to know each other and robes were discarded. You were tucked back into a corner by the large window. It was your favorite place to paint as it had a view that overlooked the university campus and had a perfectly warm sunbeam for most of the class time. Rearranging your paint brushes on your work table nervously, you worked not to catch anyone’s eye, a deep blush coloring your face at all of the exposed skin. This was way outside your comfort zone, but you loved art and this was a part of it. Out of the corner of your eye, you watched as the pairs settled, leaving only one model left, who was standing at the front of the room with the professor, his broad back to the class as they spoke. You recognized him as one of the professors on campus, possibly teaching history or something like that, his wild black hair tamed back into a ponytail and his large hands moving through the air as he gesticulated to whatever he was saying that you couldn’t hear.
Suddenly, he turned, looking in the direction the professor was pointing which was straight at you, making you duck behind your canvas as your blush turned a blazing red. When you peeked out again, you were immediately ensnared in his dark eyes, his expression changing to something like hunger as he started toward your little corner. Dropping your eyes, you fiddled with the brushes again, unexpected heat flooding your body from just his look. You felt like a trapped rabbit as the predator stalked silently towards your hiding place and it was taking everything you had not to break and run.
“Where would you like me to be?” The model’s smooth voice brushed past your ear from way too close and you jumped, not expecting him so close so soon.
“R-right th-there is perfect,” you stumbled over your words as you indicated the stool set up in front of your easel, making use of the sunbeam that glittered across the floor. More blood suffused through your face and neck as you tried to ignore how much of your personal space this man was in, “You can use the stool if you want… Or whatever you’d like…”
He chuckled as if he knew exactly how nervous he was making you before stepping around your body and canvas. Taking off his robe, he asked, “how would you like me to pose for you?”
“Oh… Ah… Um…” Your brain was short circuiting as your eyes roamed over his muscular frame, “h-however is most comfortable for you… I’m not picky.” Clearly comfortable with being naked in front of an audience, he started arranging himself on the stool after a sly smile in your direction, finally settling on facing you with his feet propped on the foot rest bar and legs spread apart, showing his manhood as well as the curls of hair above it. He sat up straight, arching his back slightly as he positioned his arms above his head, elbows bent and hands tucked behind his neck. It was a very casual pose that showed everything. Muscles rippled as you watched him flex for you, his eyes on your face, waiting for your reaction. Gathering yourself, you tried your best to keep any evidence of the heat you were feeling from your face, though you couldn’t deny the way your core ached and dampened just from his gaze alone.
There was no doubt about it, he was very attractive and he knew it too. It was like he was preening as more and more of the class looked your way. Hiding behind your canvas, you tried to stay out of the line of sight of everyone as you wet your brush and got started on your piece. At least here, you could avoid not only the jealous looks of your classmates, but also your model’s laser focus. Taking a deep breath and steeling yourself against another flush of heat, you let your mind wander back over his perfectly sculpted muscles, the gorgeous dark hair both on his head and the dusky thatch between his legs, under which was perched his nicely formed penis and scrotum. You had seen naked men before, you certainly were not a virgin, however none of them had looked like this. Or had his eyes. It was his eyes that drew you in the most. Deep and intelligent, it was like they could see right through you, like he could read your mind and everything you thought with just a look. It was just so intense, like he had stolen his eyes right off of the cover of a romance novel.
Taking another calming breath, you picked up your paint palette and looked out from behind your canvas to make sure your model wasn’t just a figment of an overactive imagination. His eyes immediately locked onto yours again and he smirked.
“Ready to get started?” he purred, flexing fully once more. Swallowing hard, you nodded and started your sketch, praying to whatever higher power that you were going to survive this week without melting into a little puddle. It was going to be a long project.
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The art room was empty except for yourself and your model. The other students had long since called it quits for the day and shuffled on to other pursuits. He was no longer in his pose as you had finished your bare bones sketch and wouldn’t need him until it came time to set the lighting and color. For now, you were slowly adding detail from memory avoiding looking at him as much as possible. He was currently chewing on his lip and staring out the window, still perched on the stool, still unbelievably attractive, and still making heat flood your body every time you forgot yourself and stared at him for too long. The silence in the room was overbearing and making things worse for you as there was nothing that could be used as a distraction. Maybe it was time to call it a day. You certainly could use the break to get rid of the nagging ache between your thighs, your dorm room sounding better all the time for some privacy. Your panties had to be soaked after all.
Finally setting down your paint brush, you stretched and stepped back away from the easel, catching his attention, “Are we done?” He stood up and stepped over to look at the canvas, immediately invading your personal space again and standing way too close.
“Well no… I mean, I’m taking a break for a moment… But you certainly don’t have to stick around… I can wait until tomorrow for the parts I’ll need you for, but for now I just want to step away for a moment or two,” you stepped back away from him, turning to your work table to hide the arousal you were sure was stamped all over your face. He was so warm and you couldn’t handle his presence when it was so close to you. He also smelled really good and your hands itched to see if his skin was really as silky as it looked. You needed to get a hold of yourself. He was turning your brain to mush and he wasn’t really even doing anything.
Gathering your paint brushes, you moved to take them to the sink, when suddenly a strong arm had you trapped against the table, his firm, bare chest pressed against your back as he caged you in place, “you do look a little tired, taking a break is smart. I’ll stay here with you.”
Even though his voice was soothing, you tensed as his breath fanned across your neck. “I should leave,” you struggled to speak normally, hoping he couldn’t hear the beginning of the needy whine in your voice, “and let you get dressed and back to whatever you need to do… I’ve got a few things to take care of and I’ve held you here long enough…” Your voice faltered as his lips pressed just under your ear.
“Don’t go,” his tone left little room for argument and he pressed closer, his body solid against yours and making you shiver.
“I-I… W-we can’t… You’re a professor and someone could come in at any time… We don’t even know each other’s names…” You argued weakly, the ache was becoming unbearable and you were pretty sure he knew.
“There’s nothing for you to worry about, just relax,” his mouth trailed up and down the tensed muscle of your neck, one of his hands moving to press against your stomach to keep you in place when you tried to turn to face him, “No, kitten, stay where you are. Forget about everything, the project, your worries, your inhibitions. Just focus on me. Focus on how this makes you feel. I won’t let anything bad happen. Understood?”
A soft moan left your lips as you felt his teeth nip your skin before you let out a breathy, “Y-yes…”
A deep rumble powered through his chest at your acquiescence, “yes what?”
“Yes Sir,” you blushed with embarrassment as you answered him without hesitation, the words springing from your lips instinctually.
“That’s my good girl,” he purred, his unoccupied hand moving to pull the paint brushes from your grip and setting them aside before he guided your hands up into the air so he could pull off your shirt and bra in quick succession. His mouth moved to your neck again, making your knees weak as kisses and nips heated your skin only to be soothed a minute later by his tongue. You melted back against his hard chest as his teeth caught your ear lobe, tugging as he sucked at the soft flesh. Your acceptance of his ministrations seemed to please him and he pulled you back tighter against his body, one of his hands moving to cup your breast while the other drifted lower to the waistband of your shorts. His fingers were gentle against your skin in contrast to the way his lips and teeth were attacking your neck and shoulders. Your eyes slid closed as another moan left you, the combination of his skillful touch and sinful mouth was getting to be too much.
He seemed to have been waiting for this, taking it as his cue to start taking things further. He squeezed your breast, his thumb tracing around your areola and over your nipple, making the bud tighten into a stiff peak for him to tug on as his other hand slipped into your panties, moving to cup between your legs. His touch was electricity, delivering shocks of pleasure that just seemed to turn you on and on and on. You were more aroused than you had ever been before in your life. Your little cunt wouldn’t stop aching, begging to be filled with something just so you could have an ounce of relief. Your model seemed to be feeling similarly, you could feel his thick, twitching erection pressed firmly against your ass and when you reached back to touch him, he groaned in your ear as his hips bucked slightly.
“That’s right, kitten, go ahead, touch whatever you’d like. I want you and this wet pussy so bad… I can’t believe how ready you are for me…” His voice tightened and he stifled another groan as your fingers wrapped and squeezed around his girthy shaft. You arched against him as he pulled his hand from your shorts so he could undo the button and push them down past your hips, letting them and your panties pool around your feet as his hand went right back to where it was, your legs spreading of their own accord to give him more access. He hissed against your neck before purring in your ear, “So ready… You’ve wanted this for a while haven’t you? My naughty girl. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.”
A harsh whine left your throat as his fingers started to probe between your lower lips, “Y-yes S-sir… P-please… I-I need more…” He chuckled as his other hand came up to gently circle around your neck, holding you as still as he could, his arm pressing between your breasts and against your sternum, pinning you to his body.
“Of course, pet, all in good time, just be a good girl for me,” his fingers slid inside of your throbbing heat and curled deliciously causing pleasure to spike through you. Panting from the delightful feelings, your thighs tried to squeeze together as he worked his fingers against your g-spot, the stimulation already overwhelming as his hand tightened around your throat in warning, causing you to freeze. One of his legs came up between yours, his muscular thigh forcing you to keep your legs spread as he pulled your back into a harsher arch, making it difficult for you to do anything except take it as you balanced on your tiptoes. “Relax, kitten, let me pleasure you,” he admonished gently as he continued to massage your spongy spot until you were shaking in his grasp, your hand pumping his hot, silky cock erratically. It was so easy to follow his commands and let him toy with your body that you found yourself going boneless in his arms, letting him have his way as he made pleasure course through every one of your nerves, setting you on fire every time his fingers moved inside of you.
“O-oh, p-please, I’m so close… I’m g-gonna c-cum,” you soon sobbed, your pussy fluttering with your impending climax.
His hand immediately stilled, his fingers sliding out of your core and making you cry out as your orgasm slipped away, tears gathering on your lash line, “shh, pet, I know, I know… But you can’t cum yet… Not yet. You’ll only cum on my cock or not at all.” He wiped your juices across your stomach, letting you whimper quietly as he readjusted your position, pulling your hand from his cock and pushing you down chest first onto the work table, your breasts squished to the cool surface. He nudged your legs apart with his knee so your soft lower lips and fluttering cunt were on full display for him, one of his hands splayed across your back to keep you in place as the other groped the smooth globe of your asscheek. You squirmed underneath his hand, feeling your slick start to ooze from your clenching, empty heat, coating your trembling lips before drooling down your thighs and spattering onto the tile floor between your feet with a soft pap, pap, pap.
He rumbled in approval behind you, “That’s it, now I can see your needy, little hole. Don’t move.” His hand left your body as he stepped away from you, the loss of his heat making goosebumps rise all over your skin as you quickly chilled in the cool air. You couldn’t help the shiver that worked its way up your spine as an anxious ball tightened in your belly, your swollen clit throbbing as your pussy clenched and quivered in anticipation. Suddenly, smooth hands were pulling your arms behind your back, the tie from the robe he had been wearing earlier wrapping and knotting around your wrists to keep them together and in place against your back as he stood behind you once again, his thick cock resting between your ass cheeks, leaking pearls of pre-cum onto your shivering skin as he contemplated his next move.
A whimper fell from your lips as your hips involuntarily bucked back, “Please… P-please… Please…” You weren’t even sure what you were begging for, but you needed something to happen, you couldn’t stand waiting any longer.
He tutted softly, tracing a finger down your spine and making you arch and shudder, more of your slick dripping and pooling on the floor, “Ask appropriately, kitten, use your words… Tell me what you want.”
“P-please, Sir, I want you inside me… I want your cock so bad… I need it. Fuck me! Please!” You begged brokenly, practically sobbing with urgency as you gave into his dominance, letting him have complete control as you laid submissively on the table, your legs shaking.
“That’s my good girl,” he purred, wasting no time shifting behind you and pressing the tip of his cock against your fluttering entrance, getting himself slippery with your juices. Before he thrust into you, he leaned down and his hand circled around your knee, bringing your leg up to rest in a bent position on the table, pushing your hips back flat on the cool surface and opening your cunt up even more for him to look at and touch, his fingers ghosting over your twitching skin and lightly catching on your swollen clit, making you sob and buck again. “Mmm… You’re so perfect… This pussy is so perfect… This is now my property, do you understand that, pet?”
Without waiting for an answer, he groaned as he slowly worked his heavy girth into your sloppy, slobbery hole, the head of his cock popping past the tight ring of muscle and stretching you out in a way you’d never felt before. You moaned pathetically, your hips jerking back and your body threatening to climax just from him barely penetrating your quivering pussy.
“F-fuck, kitten, you’re so tight,” he choked and shuddered behind you, his fingers digging into the plush of your ass as he reeled from how hard you were clamped around just the tip of his length. “That’s it kitten, go ahead, cum for me,” one of his hands reached between your bodies and thumbed at your clit, thrusting shallowly to give you a little friction to help, planning to use your orgasm to slam home. The stimulation quickly sent you over the edge and into a shaking, spasming frenzy. With your arms bound behind your back, you had no way to muffle your cries as your little hole strangled his dick and pleasure whited out your vision. He immediately took advantage of your quivering, cockdrunk body, his hips thrusting forward before the euphoria of your orgasm could fade and sheathing himself in his entirety in your pulsing heat.
The sudden stretch of his heavy girth had you mewling and shuddering, the immediate overstimulation threatening to send you back into orbit. He stood still behind you, giving you time to get used to how his thick cock was stuffing your little hole full. You couldn’t help the way your hips jerked forward, your body shifting further onto the table as you tried to relieve some of the intense pressure overwhelming your senses. Soft whines fell from your lips as your only broken thoughts revolved around how deep his cock felt buried in your guts.
“Look at my dumb little kitten, thinking you can run from my cock,” his hands quickly grabbed your hips, dragging your body back to his as his dick twitched and flexed within you.
“T-too m-much,” you whimpered frantically, “p-please t-too much!”
“Shh, pet, it’s okay, it’s okay,” he cooed gently, pressing closer to your trembling body as he worked to calm you down, “you’re doing so good, kitten, you’re taking me so well and you feel absolutely amazing. Just breathe, sweetheart, I’m about to make you feel so good.”
As your shaking body started to relax, he continued to praise you in hushed tones, one of his hands staying wrapped around your hip as the other moved to grip your arm bindings holding you tightly in place as he started to drag his silky cock through your gummy walls, achingly slow and controlled. He very carefully built his rhythm, his strokes long and languid until you got used to his size and the stretch, your moans and sobs acting as his guide. It wasn’t long before he was pounding into your dribbling cunt, his thick length pressing against every sensitive spot inside of you and making you see stars every time his tip kissed your cervix.
“Ah- Ah- M’gonna… M’gonna…” You struggled to speak as your second orgasm built way more quickly than the first, the knot in your core threatening to snap after only a few seconds of his rough thrusting.
His only answer was his fingers finding your clit, rolling the little bud in tight circles as he kept up the demanding pace. You were almost immediately shoved off the edge of your peak and dropped into a churning sea of ecstasy, your back arching as you wailed your pleasure, your sloppy, little hole strangling his rutting cock.
He groaned loudly, but his pace never faltered, “Ngh, kitten, fuck, you feel so good…” Your response was another cry as again you hit another peak, euphoria tearing through you as he continued to stimulate your sensitive pussy, not giving a bit of respite as he chased his own pleasure. Shudders wracked your body, leaving you a dumb, drooling mess on the table as your cunt gushed around him over and over, soaking you both in your fluids. Big, fat tears traced their way down your cheeks as climax after climax rolled through you, stealing your breath and not allowing you to do anything except lay there and take the cock bullying into your trembling heat.
Panting as his own climax drew near, your model shifted behind you, his rhythm pausing as he wrapped one hand around your throat, lifting you bodily from the table and quietly directing you to place both knees on the surface to get you at the perfect height, his other arm wrapping tightly around your waist to cage you to his chest as he began to sloppily fuck up into you. His crushing grip on your jaw did nothing to muffle your sobbing moans, your straddled legs keeping you spread wide open as his dick pounded into your cervix, making you see stars with every thrust. Pace picking back up, he tilted your head back onto his shoulder so he could look directly at your fucked out face, his own pupils blown wide with lust as he ran his tongue up your cheek, collecting the tears that still streaked down your skin, savoring the taste of your overstimulation.
“You’re doing so good, kitten, give me one more orgasm… We’re almost there… Just one more, pet, that’s my good girl,” he cooed against the shell of your ear, keeping eye contact, and probably very aware that you more than likely couldn’t even understand him with how absolutely obliterated you were. His pace finally broke down into jolting thrusts, each ending with a grind deep into your womb until finally you fell apart again.
Shaking and arched in a silent scream, your soul was evicted from your body with one last earth shattering orgasm. Your pussy clamped down tightly around his cock, milking him for all he was worth as he spilled his hot seed deep into your belly, the liquid heat painting your quivering walls as his dick twitched and flexed. His hips jerked a few more times, drawing out both of your climaxes until at last his softening length slid out of your used, sensitive cunt, spilling the lewd mixture of your fluids into the already messy puddle on the floor.
Carefully, he slowly lowered you to sit down on a clean spot of the floor, snagging his robe to place underneath your body so you weren’t in direct contact with the cold tile. He gently cupped your face, directing your gaze to his so he could judge your condition as he released your arms from the robe tie, making sure you made it back down from your high safely as he rubbed feeling back into wrists and hands. After your color was better and you had caught more of your breath, he left you to grab a few towels to clean up the mess on the floor and between your legs. You squirmed against him as the towel pressed against your sensitive flesh and he chuckled in your ear, holding you close to him as he continued to work, getting you as close to spotless as he could before helping your jellied limbs back into your clothes. Setting you back on the floor, not trusting you to stay in a chair yet, he threw back on the soiled robe, tying it closed so he could step out of the room for a few seconds or minutes, you weren’t really keeping track as you started to doze, exhaustion setting in. Before you knew it though, fingers were tapping against your cheek, bringing you back into consciousness to see your now fully clothed model kneeling in front of you.
“You okay, kitten?” He smiled, his fingers brushing across your skin, “you still look pretty fucked out and like you’re going to need help getting home.”
Your face immediately heated up, startled at the thought of this man, who just pounded the life out of you, escorting you to your dorm room, “N-no! I’ll make it back, thank you, but I’ll be- I am okay.”
Disbelief was written across his face, but he didn’t say anything as he watched you wobble to your feet like a fresh baby deer. That is until you tried to take your first step and all but collapsed into his arms. “Mhm, you’ll definitely make it back on your own,” he teased, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before scooping you up into his arms and standing to his full height, “I’m getting you home, whether you want me to or not. Though I’m somewhat hurt that you don’t want me to make sure you arrive safely.”
You struggled in his grip, but gave up quite quickly after the stern look he gave you, “It’s not that I don’t want you to… I just don’t want to explain it to my roommate… You know, why a professor is seeing me to my dorm room safely and looking like this…” You indicated your rumpled appearance and wild hair, a fierce blush creeping from your cheeks, down your neck, and blooming across your chest.
He threw back his head with a bark of laughter, “I might have a solution for that. You’ve trusted me thus far… Would you be okay with me taking you to my home instead? I don’t live far and you can rest, shower, and straighten up before facing this roommate of yours.”
“Are you going to fuck me again?” You asked with a squeak, arousal blooming in your core at the thought of being alone in his house with him, though a hint of trepidation joined the mix at the thought of doing all of that again, you were tired and couldn’t really feel your legs as it was.
“If you want me to,” he answered with a grin and started carrying you out of the art room.
“Wait- my stuff!”
He didn’t even pause in his stride, “We’ll be back tomorrow. I’ll let your professor know that your things are there and I doubt anyone will bother with them.”
“B-but,” you started to protest.
At this, he did pause, “There is nothing you can say now that is going to stop me from taking care of you. I want to make sure after all of that, that you are okay. What we did was intense and I don’t want you to experience any sort of drop. I honestly don’t want to let you out of my sight at all. So please, kitten, let me make sure you are okay.”
You closed your mouth and he quietly carried you out of the building and to his car while you thought over his words. You were silent while he buckled you in and started the vehicle, pulling out and beginning the drive away from campus. After a few blocks, you turned and looked at his serious face, getting up the courage to speak.
“What if I want you to fuck me again?”
He only smiled.
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NSFW Head Canons - Naruto
**Minor characters are always aged up to legal consenting age in my works**
I do enjoy writing these short little character studies. I’m never going for 100% accuracy, just a fun little interpretation of certain personality traits we see on screen.
To me, Naruto is the golden retriever of boyfriends and that’s probably how I’ll always write him. Let me know if you want to see more, if you agree or disagree, and if you’ve got any fun Naruto head canons. I love hearing how others interpret a character.
Naruto is the definition of puppy love. His love is innocent, trusting, and complete. He gives himself in his entirety to his partner, he can’t help it, he’s just so happy to finally have someone to share his life with.
Friends with benefits or any kind of casual sex situation do not compute at all for him. He gets way too attached very quickly and a booty call isn’t even close to enough to satisfy him or his intimacy needs. Sex is important. Intimacy is important. Connection is important. And you have to stay and snuggle for the rest of the night at the very least. And have breakfast together in the morning. And maybe let’s go for lunch. Shopping and dinner also sounds good… And now you’re sucked in and there’s no escape.
While he’ll pretend to be confident in bed when you're starting to get down and dirty, he will constantly ask how you’re doing, if you’re enjoying yourself, and does that feel good? How about this? Or maybe we should try this? Because it certainly feels good to him, everything feels good to him, and he needs you to be feeling just as good if not better.
This man does not have a dominant bone in his body and he needs constant praise and approval. Call him your good boy and he becomes a puddle on the bed, begging for more affirmation, practically cumming from those two words alone. He won’t take charge, leaving you to guide your activities so he can make sure you’re getting everything you need as he’s happy as long as you are.
Naruto’s other kinks include accidental stimulation (brush up against him or past him, your hand touching him without thought and it doesn’t matter, it’s game over, he’s ready), pussy worship including face sitting (he’ll eat you out like a man starved as long as you’re vocal while he does it), biting (both giving and receiving, though it’s mostly him giving), thigh fucking (some part of him just really likes to be teased and any sexual stimulation is perfect and will have him cumming), mutual masturbation (it tends to not stay just masturbation for long), massage (let’s be honest, he just wants his hands all over your body), and he loves to steal your panties, keeping a pair in his pocket so he can have a reminder of you wherever he is.
He’s more protective of you than possessive, though don’t get it wrong, he hates sharing, but he also knows you’re your own person and doesn’t want to control you. However, he will do everything he can to keep you safe, sometimes taking it to an annoying level of suffocation. You know he cares though which makes it a bit more bearable.
Let’s talk about stamina. He has a TON and likes to go multiple rounds whenever and wherever. Expect hours of sex, 3-4 orgasms minimum for both of you and still having to push him off or pretending to fall asleep when you’ve finally had enough. He just seems to have more energy somehow after each climax and nothing wears him out.
He has a nice cock, more length than girth, and has no problem getting hard especially when it comes to you. You’re just laying on the couch, reading a book, and he has half a chub watching the edge of your shirt ride up every time you move. His dick flushes a cute pink color like his cheeks do and just drools pre-cum whenever he’s turned on. He also cums a decent amount, making a mess wherever he happens to finish- between your breasts, splattering your stomach, up your back, painting your thighs, across your face, or even deep in your cunt if he looses control and doesn’t pull out in time, which, being honest, happens a LOT.
Despite all of this, Naruto is the sweetest lover you’ve ever had. He will pleasure you for as long as you’ll take it, his hands caressing every inch of your skin while he laps up your pussy like he’ll never get a chance to again. He makes sure that you orgasm first every time and reach multiple climaxes whenever you make love. And it really is making love with him as cheesy as it sounds. He’s no slouch in bed and you always feel thoroughly loved by the time he’s done.
His love language is physical touch and when you’re together, the two of you are in direct contact somehow. Holding hands, sitting pressed against each other, cuddled together on the couch or in bed. Walking through a shop, his hand is on your lower back. Standing in line, his arm is draped over your shoulders. At dinner, his knee is pressed against yours. It doesn’t matter, if he’s within touching distance, he is touching you.
When he’s gone, away on a mission, visiting friends in another village, or even in a day long meeting, you miss him fiercely. It’s hard not to, he’s such a physical person that it’s very obvious when he’s not around. His presence and sunshine personality can be a little overwhelming, but at the same time, your day is gloomier when he wasn’t around.
When he is around, his time is yours and he doesn’t leave your side. He missed you just as much if not more and he is going to make up for the lost time, one way or another.
Too Much
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Kisame x Reader - Size Kink + Breath Play
Content Warnings: reverse cowgirl, Kisame's giant cock, choking (please do not try this at home), multiple orgasms, lots and lots of cum, dacryphilia, squirting, creampie
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“Ah- K-Kisa… I-it’s t-too m-much… I-it’s not g-gonna f-f-fit,” you sobbed up at the ceiling as Kisame stretched your tight, little pussy over his massive girth, his hands on your hips to steady you as you straddled his lap, your back flush to his chest as you arched and strained over the too large dick trying to fill you to the brim. The chair underneath the both of you groaned as he shifted his weight to help with the angle of entry, as frantic to be inside of you as you were to have him buried deep. He hadn’t even undressed himself, his jeans just unbuttoned and unzipped with his cock freed and eager for your cunt.
“Shh, sweetheart, it will… It will, it’s just gonna take a moment. I’m going as slow as I can, okay?” The huge man behind you purred in your ear as he continued guiding your naked body down, sliding his cock into your quivering hole centimeter by centimeter as your heat trembled and pulsed around him, “You need to relax though, baby…Take a deep breath.”
You followed his quiet order, inhaling as deeply as you could before slowly letting it out, trying to get your muscles to relax, especially the ones that had Kisame’s considerably sized dick in a death grip. He decided to help by reaching between your legs to thumb at your throbbing clit, making you moan loudly and slide down further as your cunt gushed and pleasure sparked through the little bud. His large hand laced around your throat as you arched back against him harder and his other arm wrapped around your body, keeping you from wiggling back off of his cock as each shallow thrust stretched out your tight little hole more and more.
It didn’t take much longer before you were seated firmly on his shaft, your hips and his finally coming together as the tip of his girth pressed tightly against your cervix though an inch of his shaft was still exposed. You moaned and whined as you spasmed around his thick length, trying to get used to how he filled you up more than anyone ever had before, the stretch was mind blowing. You could feel every ridge, every vein, every twitch as he settled back on the chair and the movement caused some friction within you, especially when he pulled you back to settle against him by your throat and his cock thrust impossibly deeper.
“Oh… Yes… You feel amazing,” he groaned as you involuntarily clenched around him and whimpers started to escape you as you tried to move and get some more of the delicious friction, “Sit still, doll, I’ll start moving once you’re comfortable. I can feel you struggling around me.”
Letting the thick smell of sex wash over you, you tried to sit still on his lap and relax again. You closed your eyes and worked to get lost in the heavy musty scent as well as Kisame’s own unique fragrance that reminded you of the ocean and beach. As soon as he felt your pussy soften around him, his hips thrust upward in a tight movement that you felt deep in your belly, tearing a long moan from you as he settled into a slow rhythm, barely dragging his cock in and out of your cunt with each heavy thrust. The stretch was intense as he gradually built his pace, his hand tightening its grip around the column of your throat to keep you in place as he worked your weeping little hole to its limits.
Starting to lose yourself in the intense pleasure, you laid splayed open across Kisame’s lap, your nails digging into his forearms as his free hand squeezed your breast before moving to tug at your nipple. Twisting the erect bud between his fingers, he gently bounced you on his thighs letting gravity do most of the work while your toes curled and your legs spasmed. It was quickly growing to be too much as your cunt’s juices leaked around his enormous girth, overstimulation just around the corner as your body threatened to orgasm just from this shallow fucking. Feeling the fluttering warning in your pussy, he decided to increase his pace, wanting to feel you gush on his cock and planning to use the slick it would produce to work even deeper. He also increased the pressure on your throat, starting to cut off your oxygen supply, making your face tingle and your vision fuzz out, intensifying the feeling of what he was doing in your core. Each time before you blacked out, he gave you a gulp of air, using the volume and rhythm of the whimpers and moans you were making to guide him, letting you have air whenever you grew too quiet or started going limp in his grasp.
Between his cock and his hand, it wasn’t long before you tensed and arched back violently on his lap, a loud cry of euphoria leaving your lips as your first climax spiked through your sopping, straining core, making your pussy clamp tightly around his girth and flood with slick, drenching you both.
“Yes… That's it,” he groaned loudly, his hand dropping from your neck to trace a line down your shuddering body before coming back up in a rough caress, squeezing your breast for a moment as he caught his own breath, “That’s my girl.” His hips had stilled with his cock buried inside you, giving you a moment to collect the pieces as your legs shook and your cunt drooled all over his lap. As you worked to come back down to earth, one of his hands moved across your skin, raising goose flesh as you quickly sensitized, the other sneaking its way back to your throat, ready to hold you in place so he could take his pleasure from your quivering pussy once you were ready to start again. He gently tilted your head back on to his shoulder and patiently waited, his cock twitching deep inside you as a heated reminder.
When your eyes finally fluttered open and met his dark, lustful gaze, he answered with a powerful thrust upward with his hips, at long last sheathing himself entirely in your oversensitive heat. The last inch that you hadn’t been able to take before was making a hell of a difference as he settled heavily inside of you, the bulge of his cock pronounced and straining in your belly. Kisame could see it, the sight making him grin as he reached down and pressed his hand against the protrusion, making you cry out as white hot pleasure arced through you.
“F-fuck… K-kisa-“ you sobbed, writhing in his gasp, trying to escape the intense feeling that was making your pussy clench almost painfully. Escape was futile though as his arms kept you locked in place and exactly where he wanted. Ignoring your pathetic cries, he began dragging his dick in and out of your trembling walls, quickly building his pace as he fucked you roughly on his lap, your cunt heavenly with how tightly it was wrapped around his thick length. His orgasm was so close and he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer, especially if you kept crying and gripping his cock the way you were.
Soon both of his hands locked around your waist so he could guide your body like you were his own personal fuck sleeve, his girth working your overstimulated pussy past any kind of coherent pleasure, leaving you shuddering over him as you struggled to keep yourself together, every thrust threatening to drown you. His movements got sloppy, falling out of his tight rhythm as he started to grind deep into your womb every time your ass met his groin, his cock rearranging your guts and making you moan loudly. Tears ran down your face as you took the merciless pounding, your second climax threatening to tear through you with every movement of his hips and he took a deep satisfaction in having made you cry from how good his dick was.
Finally, the dam burst inside of you and you arched back with a strangled cry, orgasming with such intensity that you saw stars before your vision blacked out, squirt after squirt of clear liquid forcing its way around his girth as you shook and spasmed. Kisame groaned loudly behind you, hunching over your shuddering form as he hit his own peak, his fingers digging into your waist. His hips bucked sharply up into you as he came, painting your walls with his thick seed, his cock flexing powerfully within you with each spurt of heat. Going boneless on his lap, you felt his cum fill up and stretch your womb before starting to leak out of your quivering cunt and down his cock as you reached capacity. You were both already such a mess of fluids that it didn’t matter, and he certainly didn’t care, still lost in the feeling of your pussy strangling his girth. With a deep grunt, he pulled himself out of the wreck of your cunt, compounding the problem as his seed spilled from your gapping, spent, little hole, leaving you to whine as you clenched around nothing after having been full for so long, your abused pussy fluttering and aching.
Panting for breath, it took awhile for you to come back down as Kisame stroked your hair, his other arm tight around you, holding you to his chest as his half-hard erection bumped against your swollen cunt, making you whimper and squirm in his grip. A deep chuckle rumbled through his body as he held you closer, soothing you with soft whispers that he was done, there would be no more tonight, and that you were such a good girl, his good girl, and ghosting soft kisses across your temple once you were finally limp against him again, silence and warmth filling the air, until…
“See, I told you it would fit.”
if it’s possible can i request prompt 17 (sleepy sex) with itachi?
Sleepy Sex
Itachi x Reader
Content Warnings: Oral (male receiving), cowgirl/riding, creampie
From this prompt list!
Itachi’s sleeping face is one of your favorite views. His face fully relaxed, his worries erased. It was an exceedingly rare sight that softened your heart whenever you were able to catch it.
This morning was one of those rare occurrences. You had woken up before him, another extraordinary event all on its own, his long, dark hair spilling across his pillow and his mouth slack as he breathed deep and even. The dark circles were still under his eyes, but not as prominent as usual.
Warmth and love bloom in your chest as you study him and a little worm of an idea enters your mind. He treats you so well, why not return the favor? He was the most unselfish person you’d ever met, he deserved at the very least one morning about him.
Moving as carefully as you could, so you wouldn’t wake Itachi prematurely, you slip under the blankets and reach for the waistband of his pajama pants, keeping an eye on the rhythm of the rise and fall of his chest to alert you if he was about to wake. You could already see the outline of his morning wood, the promise of it making your mouth water as you free it from his clothes like you’re unwrapping a gift.
His slender cock springs up against his lower abs, sitting pretty in its thatch of dark hair, the pink mushroom head velvety soft when you run your fingertips over it, the whole shaft twitching at your touch. Itachi had the loveliest dick you’ve ever seen and you happily wrap your hand around it to position it right at your mouth, a Cheshire smile on your lips.
You start with gentle kitten licks, settling in to enjoy your breakfast, starting with the plush head. His entire cock flexes in your hand, straining for more as Itachi stirs and stretches underneath you. Pulling away slightly, you wait for him to settle back into sleep before engulfing the tip of his erection with your mouth, sucking lightly then running your tongue under the rim of the crown.
Suckling at the soft skin, you swallow down more of his cock, humming around the hard length as it nudges the back of your throat. One of your hands strokes what’s not in your mouth, the other massaging his balls. Fingers thread through your hair as Itachi groans, now blinking blearily down at you, still half-asleep.
His head falls back on the pillow as more sounds of pleasure escape his lips, his back arching and his hips thrusting upward, forcing more of him down your throat. You gag and moan as his fingers tighten in your hair, though you pull off of him, catching sight of his glassy, lust-filled eyes before you straddle his hips. You prefer him cumming in your pussy rather than down your throat and so does he.
You easily sheath his cock in your sopping cunt, hips pressing together firmly as you begin your ride. He moans loudly, his hands moving to grip your waist as you roll your pelvis, grinding down so you can feel every inch of his dick buried inside of you. Your hands splay across his bare chest to help you keep your balance as you start bouncing on his cock, fucking yourself on his hard girth, sweat quickly coating your body.
His fingers dig into your soft skin, guiding your pace while he adds his own thrusts to the mix. You both voice your pleasure as the slick sounds of your coupling fill the air. One of his hands moves up to the back of your neck, tugging you down so he can capture your lips in a bruising kiss, never breaking the pace he had set.
Itachi takes control, his fingers tangling in your hair to pull your head to the perfect angle as the kiss intensifies and his tongue pushes into your mouth, probing and tasting. He muffles your long moan with his lips while his other hand grips a handful of your ass, his heels digging into the mattress as he fucks your sloppy, slobbery hole.
Squealing at how rough he was being, you reciprocate in every way you can, your hips meeting each thrust as your tongue fought his. Pleasure floods your body, leaving you shuddering and sobbing for more.
And more you got, his hips pounding into yours as he takes his pleasure from your body, his balls slapping against your ass with each hard ramming of his dick into your hot core. The kiss breaks, leaving you gasping for breath as every plunge of his length steals your breath and pushes you closer to your climax.
His own peak imminent, his rhythm falters and becomes haphazard, his cock twitching deep inside of your cunt as his hips jerk against yours. Hot ropes of cum paint your clenching walls, finally sending you over your own edge, your orgasm milking him for everything he has as you spasm and groan, lost in the throes of passion. The same passion that had Itachi panting and moaning below you.
Falling limp on his chest, you shudder again as his half-hard cock slips from your spent pussy, spilling his seed and letting it leak from your quivering hole. Itachi chuckles and pats your head gently as he slides his other hand up and down your back in a caress, letting you catch your breath.
“Thank you Darling, what a wonderful way to wake up.”
do any of you — okay listen. do any of you writer peeps struggle with ideas or WIPs because it’s not the mood you’re in? like okay. i was in a very fun fluffy mood for awhile because i was #sad so it’s hard for me to write my more angsty stuff cause i just wanna write fluff and fun and sex but Now i’m in an angsty pining unrequited love mood so i’ve been catching up on my WIPs cause that’s what their all about like!! do y’all know what i’m saying. i think that’s why my updates are scattered around cause 1.) i work full time lololol and 2.) i have to be in the Right Mood to get my message across
Absolutely. It’s why I usually have 3-5 WIPs going at once so I can work on each as the mood strikes me though it does slow me down and it takes awhile to complete projects this way, however it’s better than getting nothing written at all.
