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do not blame ovulation

[kosmogrl]

I need something I just don’t know what it is yet

[kosmogrl]

this has been going on for like 20 years by the way.. I will let you all know when I figure it out

[slllieeepyy]

sukuna crushes you when he’s sleepy

“ohmygod, kuna— get your fat ass off of me..”

your voice is weak and strained when your husband flops on top of you, his massive form draping over you and knocking the breath right from your lungs.

“mmn.” he just hums, burying his face in your neck, completely disregarding the fact that it feels like you’re being smushed by a boulder.

and he’s not oblivious to it either, he knows just how big he is. he’s proud of it, in fact. and he knows how much you love it.

well… besides for when he’s crushing you.

his arms are wrapped tight around you, securing you from all angles, while his body completely covers yours. six foot five and 250 pounds of pure muscle trapping you on the bed.

“babe, i’m being serious, get off. you’re killing me here.” you mutter, breathing heavily between words.

“shh. lemme rest.” sukuna replies, not able to care less. and he has the audacity to shush you. really?

“had a shitty day.” he adds lowly.

you exhale softly, defeated, and bring one hand up to cradle the back of his head, stroking his hair. “okay. fine. a few more minutes.”

he shakes his head. “an hour.”

“do you want me to pass out?”

||a/n: sukuna version of this suguru drabble (well, kinda. they’re not actually that similar)

[kosmogrl]

I will make a beautiful life for myself no matter how long it takes. I will I will I will

[calellon]

unfortunately i could never be nonchalant because i am not well in the head and also my soul is on fire

[cassandr-4]

[omneco]

[cyberdrream]

single dad simon riley x reader <3

simon’s daughter barely speaks. it breaks his heart, but she’s such a quiet baby. her mother left a few days after birth, and she couldn’t take care of sophie anymore. never wanted to.

sophie’s always been tiny, with simon’s soft blonde curls that fall to her shoulders. precocious, and precious. so so precious to simon that he left the 141 to take care of his daughter. after soap’s death, that’s all he had left in the world.

then you come in, with your soft smiles and your chocolate coated marshmallows. the barista at a coffeehouse where he always gets the artisan hot chocolate powder, that’s the only way he can get sophie to drink her milk.

you go from the barista that makes his daughter smile, to the barista that makes him smile. and your number is scribbled on a cup you give him, and he spends two weeks of silence before deciding to call you.

it’s easy how well you fit together, how well you fit in with sophie. you always make her laugh, and play with her, with her shapes and her blocks.

and you fit in with simon, holding him through nightmares with roba and marakov. sleeping next to him, snug and tight. fit in so easily between his arms.

but simon’s daughter still barely speaks. she’s turning three soon and her teacher at the montessori is worried, she still hadn’t spoken anything. she knows what she wants, she can crudely write some words, but she can’t say them.

just “papa…?” in a soft voice, that then turns into a shriek when she sees him picking her up.

that is one night, when you’re tucking her into bed, finishing up the last of the story, a well read fairytale book that you used to read from as a girl. simon comes to the room, ready to turn the light off.

“goodnight sweetheart.” you murmur, kissing her on the top of her head. and simon smiles as he tries to switch the light.

“gonnigh…” sophie murmurs, rubbing her eyes with her hands, “beddersbye, mama, papa.”

“soph?” simon rushes to you two, grasping her in his hands and then spinning her around. “soph did you just say…”

your heart keeps thudding, she called you mama. she said her first words . oh god, you’d never been so proud.

[cruxhing]

Simon likes to joke about the age difference between you two. And by joke, we’re talking about jokes that are too real to be jokes.

He knows that the age difference makes people side eye or do a double take. He’s aware that he receives strange looks when he tells people that his partner is twenty years younger than him.

It wasn’t intentional; it wasn’t like he was specifically scoping out someone younger than him. He wasn’t a goddamn creep, cut him some slack.

The two of you connected over something entirely so dumb. He had caught you staring at a cereal box at a grocery store with the most disgusted look on your face. “Can you believe they changed the design on the box?” you had asked him.

And all he could do was stare down at you with the flattest expression imaginable. Here you were, a stranger, speaking to him like you came in the store with him. But he played along, “Wouldn’t be the first. You’re too young to know what the first design looked like.”

Since that one singular conversation, his life has changed; a complete switch. Instead of his usual “Leave-Me-Alone-It’s-Bourbon-Saturday,” his weekends now consist of date nights with you.

Or “Taco-Mondays” (because Taco Tuesday was so overused in his mind), had now become “Simon gets to spend Mondays trying out new restaurants with his new partner.”

He felt young again; remembering that life was more than gunshots and gun wounds. Or that summer wasn’t just a long mission in the middle of a country he’s never been to but rather, a long weekend getaway while the sun burns the fuck out of his back.

“You got daddy issues,” Simon randomly said as he laid ontop of your beach towel. His sunglasses covered his eyes, a blob of sunscreen was on his nose, and his arms rested by his sides like he was ready for the summer heat to wash him away.

The beach was full of people; all setting up their little spots and kids running away from the gentle waves. You stared down at Simon, whom looked too comfortable tanning. Since when the fuck do men like him tan? Apparently, since he started dating you. “That came out of nowhere,” you replied, glaring down at him.

“Just saying, love. Not everyone wants to date a man who looks like he could be your father’s friend,” Simon replies without a second thought. He didn’t move— you barely noticed his lips move. That’s how serious he took his tanning.

A quiet scoff escaped your lips as you glanced over at the water, the small waves bringing in sand before throwing it back. “Yeah, it’s really not my fault you’re like… fifty and past your prime,” you joked back. “You probably have to pop a viagra to get it up before we fuck,” you added with a shit-faced eating grin.

It’s become a running joke of who could make who feel more uncomfortable at this point.

“Hey,” Simon began and finally shifted. “First of all, I’m not fifty. And second of all—“ he propped himself up with his elbows before turning around to lay on his stomach, “my dick’s twenty years older than you and you take it well, so.”

He won this round.

Simon 10 - you 0.

[kosmogrl]

[mewnbuns]

your guy bestfriend borrows your shower one day when he’s at your apartment and ends up jerking off when he’s lathered up in your signature scent of body wash and toiletries. he has to keep quiet, hoping the sound of running water drowns out his groans as he strokes his cock— but he’s so overcome with the smell of you, just a room over, none the wiser as to exactly what it does to him…..

[kenpisces]

⤷ ゛sukuna desperately trying to get the hot lifeguard’s attention using his nephew yuuji. you, the lifeguard, are not very impressed. ˎˊ˗

contents. sukuna x fem reader | beach lifeguard!reader | part 2?

the sun was a merciless bastard, baking the sand until it shimmered. you, perched high on your lifeguard stand, were the only relief in sight. sunglasses perched on your nose, whistle glinting, you were the undisputed ruler of this stretch of beach and sukuna, sprawled on a towel like a lazy lion, was utterly captivated.

he’d been watching you for an hour. the way you scanned the water, the authoritative tilt of your head, the way your sun-kissed skin looked in that red swimsuit. he needed to have you. but you were a quite literally blind to his want and every attempt to get your attention had failed.

“oi, brat,” he grunted, nudging the pink-haired teenager next to him with a foot. yuuji, who had been happily building a rather lopsided sandcastle, looked up, sand clinging to his nose.

“what, uncle sukuna?” yuuji asked, squinting.

“see that lifeguard?” sukuna didn’t point, just jerked his chin in your direction. “i need her to notice me.”

yuuji blinked. “so… go talk to her?”

“don’t be a simpleton,” sukuna scoffed. “she’s too focused on her job. we need to create a distraction. maybe an emergency.”

yuuji’s eyes widened, immediately darting to the calm ocean. “a real one? is someone drowning?”

“no, you imbecile. a fake one.” sukuna’s eyes glinted with a terrible plan. “you. you’re going to pretend to drown.”

yuuji’s face fell. “what? no! that’s mean! and what if i actually get in trouble?”

“you won’t,” sukuna said, his voice brooking no argument. “it’s shallow. just flail around a bit. act pathetic. it’s your specialty.”

“it is not my specialty!” yuuji protested, but sukuna had already grabbed him by the back of his swim trunks and was dragging him toward the water.

“just do it, you little shit. or i’ll tell your mother about the time you tried to use her good kimono as a cape.”

yuuji groaned, shoulders slumping in defeat. “fine! but you owe me. like, a lot of ice cream.”

he waded into the water, looking back with a look of pure, theatrical dread. then, with a sigh that could be heard from the shore, he started flailing his arms and yelling in the most unconvincing way possible. “oh no! help! i am… drowning! augh! water!”

sukuna watched, ignoring the urge to cover his face with secondhand embarrassment eating him alive, in favour of waiting for you. but you didn’t move much, leaned forward in your seat and when you saw yuuji standing and then deliberately falling in, you just gave a slow, irritated shake of your head, and went back to scanning the horizon. your expression was clear: nice try, kid.

sukuna couldn’t even blame you.

“useless,” sukuna snarled under his breath. yuuji stopped flailing, a look of utter humiliation on his face as he walked back to the shore, dripping and defeated.

“she didn’t buy it!” yuuji whined.

“gee i wonder why,” sukuna deadpanned as he slapped the back of yuuji’s head. he walked over to the edge of the water where yuuji stood, then, without a word, he shoved his nephew squarely in the chest. yuuji, caught completely off guard, toppled backward with a surprised squawk and a dramatic splash, landing in a shallow dip that was, admittedly, just a little deeper than he was tall.

“hey!” yuuji’s head broke the surface, coughing and sputtering for real this time, his eyes wide with genuine panic. “what was that for?!”

but sukuna was already looking up at your stand, a smug, expectant grin on his face. now, he thought. now she has to come.

he saw you sigh with profound annoyance written on your face. you slid down the side of your stand and began walking toward the water. sukuna’s heart did a triumphant little flip. finally.

you strode past him, not even sparing him a glance. you walked straight into the water, up to your waist, and hooked a strong arm around confused yuuji and guided him back to shore.

as you deposited him safely on the sand, you finally turned to sukuna, your gaze sharp and icy. you leaned in, the smell of coconut sunscreen and salt water filling his senses, making him feel dizzy for a reason that had nothing to do with the sun. his plan was working… wasn’t it?

“did you just seriously push him in?” you asked, your voice even.

sukuna’s grin only widened. he leaned in closer, his voice a low rumble. “i just wanted to get your attention. you’re a very hard woman to distract.”

“i’m a lifeguard,” you said flatly. “it’s my job to see through bullshit.”

“then you must see i’m serious,” sukuna said, his red eyes locked on yours. “the kid’s fine. i wouldn’t actually hurt him.” he offered a dismissive wave at yuuji, who was currently trying to cough up a lung on the sand behind them. “he’s tougher than he looks. the point is, i got you down here. and since you’re here, how about we skip the near-drowning and you just let me take you out for a drink?”

you stared at him, a storm of irritation swirling in your eyes. your lips pressed into a thin line.

“you are an ass,” you said, poking a finger into the center of his chest. sukuna resisted the urge to grip your wrist in his hand.

sukuna’s grin was utterly insufferable. “and you’re hot. so, what do you say?”

yuuji, finally recovered, scrambled to his feet. “uncle sukuna! i’m telling mom you tried to drown me!”

“shut up, yuuji,” sukuna said without looking away from you. “can’t you see i’m in the middle of something?”

you crossed your arms, your gaze flickering from his arrogant smirk to yuuji’s indignant, pouty face.

“you guys look weirdly identical.”

“no, he’s uglier.” “no, he’s uglier!” yuuji and sukuna both say in unison.

a small, reluctant smile finally tugged at the corner of your lips. you shook your head, the fight draining out of you. yes, he was an absolute menace, but he was also, infuriatingly, very, very charming. he’s been told so many times.

“one drink,” you said, holding up a finger. “and if you try to drown anyone else to get my attention, i’m having you banned from the beach. permanently.”

sukuna’s smile was triumphant. “agreed. i only need one chance.” he glanced over at yuuji. “see, kid? patience is a virtue.”

“you pushed me into the water!” yuuji yelled.

“whatever, loser,” he turned back to you, his expression softening into something almost genuine. “what’s your name, pretty?”

you told him, along with your number, and then you walked back to your stand, the whistle swinging against your chest. sukuna watched you go, a satisfied smirk plastered on his face. he’d gotten what he wanted, after all.

[xoslutty]

✮ fratbf! kuna found out his shy, nerdy gf is pregnant.

“and you were really gonna keep this shit from me?”

his car had been parked all the way at the back of the lot behind the frat house, and you were in the backseat with him — his legs spread wide while you sat in his lap. his hands were already working open the buttons of your shirt, his lips brushing slow, messy kisses along your jaw before his tongue swept up the side of your neck. you gasped, melting into him, and he let out a satisfied hum against your skin.

“you really thought i wasn’t gonna notice you’ve been acting weird all damn week?” “nnh…” you whimpered, tipping your head back. “n-no… i just… i got scared…”

he leaned back just enough to meet your eyes. “scared of what? telling your boyfriend you’re pregnant?” you looked down, your fingers finding the hem of his hoodie, twisting the fabric between them.

“i thought you’d be mad.” his hand came up, hooking a finger under your chin until you looked at him again. “yeah, well, not even fucking close.”

he took his time undoing the next button of your shirt. “and don’t ever be scared of me, alright? you hear me? ever.”

he undid the last button and slid the shirt off your shoulders. before it even hit the seat, his hands were already on your chest. he cupped you in his palms, his thumbs brushing over the fabric covering your nipples, making another breathy gasp slip past your lips as you arched right back into him.

“fuck… look at you.” he tugged the cups of your bra down, baring your breasts before immediately latching onto one nipple with the heat of his mouth. “gonna be so full of milk soon, pretty girl.”

“mmmnh!…” you moaned, burying your fingers in his hair. he sucked hard, his tongue circling the sensitive bud before moving to your other breast, kneading the one he’d left behind with his hand.

“fuck…” he mumbled against your skin. “these perfect tits…” another slow suck. “they’re gonna get so fucking full for me.” his lips curled into a grin against your breast. “gonna feed my kids.”

“r-ryo!… mmngh —” you moaned, grinding your hips against his.

his hand slid down your stomach until his palm rested low against your belly. he left it there, lazily stroking the soft skin, and that simple, gentle touch pulled an even louder moan from you, even while his mouth stayed busy on your breast.

“can’t stop thinking about it,” he murmured into your skin. “our baby’s in here.” he let out a quiet laugh. “fuck… that’s crazy.”

you trembled, your panties already soaked. he noticed — you knew he did, because the corner of his mouth lifted into a cocky grin as he slowly rolled your hips against the hard outline of his cock through his jeans.

“damn… you’re this wet for me?” he pushed your panties aside and popped open his fly. “thought you were scared. and look at you now. soaking all over me.”

he lifted you slightly, letting the head of his cock glide teasingly along your slick folds without letting you sink down. you whimpered, trying to lower yourself, but he kept you suspended.

“ryo… don’t tease…” you whined.

“why not?” he shot you a crooked grin. “kinda feel like you’ve earned it.” he brushed the tip against you again. “kept something this big from me?” he clicked his tongue. “think i’m gonna make you beg a little.”

“please… nngh!… please…”

he laughed under his breath, dragging the moment out just a little longer before finally letting you sink down onto him, both of you groaning at the same time as the stretch stole the air from your lungs. your eyes fluttered shut, your nails digging into his shoulders while you clung to him, feeling every inch of him as he filled you completely.

“fuck… so damn tight. this sweet perfect pussy was made for my cock.”

you were completely full, so full it almost hurt, and he held you there with his hands gripping your hips, making you feel every inch of him buried deep inside you before he finally started moving you, guiding you slowly up and down.

“haa… ah!nngh!… fuck…”

“there you go, baby. that’s my girl. ride this cock.” his voice was rough, thick with satisfaction. “gonna fill this sweet little pussy over and over again. gonna pump you so full of my cum you’ll be dripping for days.”

you whimpered as you bounced in his lap, his hand sliding down to your clit, his thumb rubbing tight, steady circles that threw your rhythm completely off. “you want my baby in you?” he snapped his hips up into you, making you cry out. “huh? want me to fill you all the way up till you’re nice and round with my babies?”

“y-yes!… nnhgh!…”

“look at you.” his eyes stayed locked on your face, on the way you bit your lip, on the way your breasts bounced right in front of him. “you look so fucking pretty with my cock inside you and you really thought i’d leave you?” he let out a breathy laugh. “hell no. not a fucking chance. you’re mine, pretty girl. gonna put a ring on that finger. gonna make you my wife.”

he pushed all the way in and stayed there, his hand drifting back to your stomach, slowly stroking it while he remained buried deep inside you. “my pretty little wife.”

“you can’t…” you managed between shaky breaths.

“oh, i can, baby.” he rolled his hips into you, slow and deep, pulling another helpless moan from your lips. “gonna make damn sure you’re full of me for the rest of your life.”

his thumb pressed harder against your clit, rubbing relentless circles as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter low in your stomach. you bounced in his lap while he drove up into you, the car rocking with every thrust. “ah! r-ry… mmngh!… please…”

“gonna fill this sweet little pussy again and again,” he growled, speeding up. “wanna see you walking around all big and round with my babies. wanna watch this belly grow… watch these perfect tits get so full of milk for me.”

your whole body tightened around him, making him groan loudly. “yeah… that’s it.” he breathed against your lips. “you like that, don’t you? like the thought of being full of my cum… carrying my babies.”

“y-yeah! —mmnh! yes!…”

“that’s my girl.” he grinned, breathless. “my sweet girl, letting me fuck her in the backseat of my car.” he laughed under his breath. “so fucking perfect.”

his hand never left your stomach. he kept stroking it, kept rubbing slow circles over it even though it was still flat, even while he fucked you harder, faster. his thumb worked your clit in frantic circles, and you were so close, your whole body trembling right on the edge.

“cum for me, baby. cum all over my cock.” his voice dropped into a low, raspy groan. “lemme feel this pretty pussy squeeze me.”

you came with a cry that echoed through the car, your entire body shaking uncontrollably around him. he followed right behind you, driving into you as deep as he could, burying himself completely as you felt the hot, thick rush spilling inside you again and again.

“that’s it…” he moaned. “take every last drop.”

he stayed inside you, holding you close, his hand still resting against your stomach. you’d made a mess all over his cock, his thighs, and the seat, but he couldn’t have cared less.

“you don’t… have to stay inside me…” you whispered between shaky breaths. “i’m already pregnant…”

“don’t give a shit,” he muttered before pulling you into another slow, messy kiss. “need this pussy full all the damn time. that’s exactly how it’s gonna stay.”

completely spent, you let yourself collapse against his chest, his cock still buried inside you while his arms wrapped around you. he stroked your hair, your back, your stomach.

“gonna fill you up with a whole damn family.” he rubbed your ass, smiling to himself. “what kinda ring do you want?”

more

[classyrbf]

part 2 of this

squirting on your pervy neighbor!toji's cock all night

He’s fucking you stupid, legs hiked in the air, cocking stretching you open nearly splitting you in half. His big strong arms hold your legs behind your head, locking them in place as he drills his cock into you over and over again.

You’ve just been so horny lately and nothing has been able to satisfy you. Not your fingers, not your vibrator, not your dildo. Nothing. You needed the real thing. It was driving you crazy how much your poor pussy was throbbing, soaking wet at the thought of a thick cock breeding you, filling you up, making you cum until you were a stupid mess. The only person you knew who was willing to do just that…was of course your neighbor. The one who spies on you every night, watching you from his bedroom window while you squirt all over your dildo.

You’re not innocent either. A part of you puts on a show for him, getting off on him watching you, cumming to you, being obsessed with you. What could go wrong? He’s older and not to mention so damn attractive. His big muscles, and tall stature with a sculpted face and green eyes. God, you should’ve fucked him sooner if you knew it was going to be this good. The other guys you’ve been with don’t even compare to him by a long shot.

“Aweee, look at you squirting again,” he laughs breathlessly, still pumping his cock into your sopping wet hole.

You watch, fixated on the way his veiny cock fucks you…in and out…in and out…in and out. It’s addicting. At this point you’re convinced he can go all night, folding and twisting you into positions you never even thought possible. You can’t even speak, that’s how good it feels, that’s how much he’s clouded your brain. You’ve even gone far enough to let him record this whole thing and honestly, you can’t wait to watch it back and fuck yourself to it. He’s dumbed you down to nothing but a cock hungry slut.

No matter what, your pussy sucks him right back in, squeezing and clenching around him like you don’t want him to go. And you don’t. How could you let go of cock this good? You’d be insane to. He pulls out with a loud squelch, a loud whine leaving your lips with how empty you feel inside, pussy clenching around nothing. He laughs at you, tossing you onto your plush bed where he grabs your quivering legs and spreads them for the camera to see.

One, two, three slaps to your swollen clit, each slap making you jolt, whimpering, begging for more. “Such a dumb little thing, aren’t you baby?” He slaps your cunt again. “You just want nothing but cock, huh?” He coos, gripping your chin and placing a wet and sloppy kiss on your lips. His much larger frame mounts yours, tossing your legs over his shoulders, his cock slipping right inside, every inch going deeper and deeper until his balls are touching your ass.

His hips slam into yours, pinning you in place as he fucks you hard and deep. Incoherent mumbles are all that you can muster, your entire body overcome with so much pleasure and ecstasy that it goes limp. You were craving cock so much and you finally got it, but it seems like your body is never satisfied. Round after round, orgasm after orgasm…you need more. Before you know it, you’re squirting again, soaking your bedsheets below you.

He grunts loudly in your ear, each slam of his hips takes your breath away, leaving you gasping for air. It’s messy, sticky, all in between, but nothing you don’t love, nothing doesn’t make your cunt throb even harder for him. A lazy smile appears on your face, staring at the man above as he molded your pussy to the shape of his cock, burying himself so deep inside you it felt like you could feel him in your stomach.

“Look at the fucking smile. You’re loving this,” he rasps out. All you can do is nod, biting down on your lower lip as you imagined just how long he’s waited for this moment. You’ve always teased him, purposely asking for help, wearing your tightest and shortest clothes around him. All of that pent up energy was getting put to good use now. “Shitttt, this pussy is about to make me cum—oh fuck,” he moans, thrusting harder, sloppier. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…keep squeezing me, baby—yesss!”

He throbs inside of you, a loud and guttural moan echoing through the house as he bottoms out inside of you, hot spurts of cum coating your gummy walls, spilling from within you. “Nnngh! Nnngh!” He grunts, still cumming.

“More! More!” You beg, heart pounding against your chest. Lucky for you, he didn’t plan on stopping after just one orgasm. He began slamming into you again, both of moaning like a couple of pornstars—and at this rate you might as well be. Your cunt squelches loudly with each movement of his hips, more cum dripping down and creating a mess. His swollen tip nudges against your g-spot over and over, driving you to another orgasm quicker than you thought.

Your pussy gushes once again, screaming and shaking with pleasure. Toji pulls away, wanting to take in the sight of your juices mixing with his cum. He watches the way it drips down to your ass and then to the bed, a malevolent smirk on his face when you can’t stop quivering. “O-oh…fuckkkkk!” You clench the sheets with your fists, toes curled as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

He leans in, gripping your chin, his tongue slipping past your lips as he sloppily kissed you, biting at your bottom lip. You kiss him back, desperate and hungry, moaning into the kiss as he pulls you up towards him. His free hand roams your body, groping your marked tits and down to your ass, gripping the plump flesh and playfully spanking it. Both of you sit there just making out, chests pressed against each other.

He slowly pulls away, looking at you. You flutter your lashes at him, your lips wet and swollen from the kiss. “Bend over for me, baby,” he instructs, his hands guiding you in the position he wants. Your back is arched, ass high in the air, face in the mattress, giving him full view. “Look at your pussy covered in my cum…looks so damn good. Lemme show the camera, baby.” He reaches over, grabbing your phone. His fingers run along your sticky slit, filming the mess between your legs. “‘Mmmm, goddamn,” he whispers under his breath. “Should I make it more messy?” He pans the camera towards you where you’re looking back over your shoulder. You nod. “Yeah? Good girl.”

He spits right onto your asshole, letting the glob drip down to your cunt, using his thumb to rub it in. He does it once more, earning a small moan from you when he massages it in again. “You’re fucking perfect, you know that?” He watches the way your cunt clenches as he toys with your ass, knowing that he’s teasing you, wanting you to beg. “You like when I do that, hm?” He aims the phone towards you again.

Your eyes shut as you lick your lips, nodding at his question. “Feels good,” you mumble, pushing your ass back against him for more. “Feels really good.”

He aims it back down towards your ass, grabbing ahold of his cock as he rubs his dripping tip over your hole. “What about that, baby?” He hears you moan loudly into the sheets, earning a chuckle from him. “Such a nasty fucking girl for me, I love it. Keep pushing that ass against me.” He teases your hole more, rubbing his tip up and down, in circles, nudging against it as if it was going to push in.

“Mmmm, stop teasing please!” You’ve never done anal before but god was the thought of it making your pussy drip. “Please, please, I want it.” Like your hips have a mind of their own, you keep pushing against him, hoping to feel more, hoping to feel him inside. “Pleaseee—ahhh! Ah! Shit!” Your eyes widen, feeling the slow stretch as he pushes his tip inside. He waits until you’re slightly adjusted to push in more, allowing you to catch your breath.

He’s capturing this whole thing up close, watch the way you tightly wrap around his cock, and seeing you stretch open for him. He pushes in more, slowly, your body already so overwhelmed with pleasure that you didn’t expect to be squirting again. “Oh shit!” He laughs. “Damn, baby I didn’t even start and you’re squirting already.”

You cry out into the mattress, quivering below him as he slowly pushes in more, nearly bottoming out. “We’re almost there,” he lowly grunts, feeling you squeeze around him even more as you come down from your high. “Relax,” he softly says. Finally, every inch of him is in, and you know you’re in for a wild ride. If you already came just from him putting it in, how many times will you cum when he starts actually fucking you? He’s going to keep turning you into a dumb mess every hour. “Good girl. Keep still until you’re ready.”

It’s going to be a long night…

read part 1 here

apologies for how vile this is I was having a moment

[classyrbf]

PERVY NEIGHBOR!TOJI HEADCANONS!

SYNOPSIS...headcanons about pervy neighbor toji

INFO...toji x fem!reader, toji is slightly older, vouyerism, taking photos/videos, panty stealing, panty sniffing and licking, he sniffs your used dildo, masturbation, mentions of oral/p in v, not proofread

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pervy neighbor!toji who is the older man that lives next door to you, just him and his two dogs that you occasionally see him outside with

pervy neighbor!toji who always greets you from his porch whenever you take your morning walk, a simple wave and nod, but his eyes linger at the crop top you’re wearing. Do you even have a bra on today?

pervy neighbor!toji who knows you live alone, no boyfriend, no roommate, just you and that dildo you use nearly every night

pervy neighbor!toji who can see you fucking yourself from his bedroom window. He wonders if you do it on purpose. Your blinds are wide open and you’re there in all your glory, tits bouncing, ass recoiling, trying so desperately to get yourself off

pervy neighbor!toji who is quick to pull out his phone, recording you riding your dildo while watching porn on your laptop while he simultaneously jerks his cock in the other hand, leaking and throbbing as he matches your pace

pervy neighbor!toji who doesn’t expect you to come knocking on his door in the evening, a pretty thing like you standing there, staring up at him through thick lashes, tits full and fill out your shirt just right

“What do you need, darling?”

“Hi, Mr. Fushiguro! Um, this is really embarrassing but do you know anything about how to fix a broken light switch? The one in my kitchen wont work.” You frown at him, fiddling with your hands.

“I’ll be right over,” he smirks. “Let me grab my tools.”

“Oh my gosh! Thank you so much! I’ll be in the house!” He watches you walk off, eyes locked onto your ass, wondering if you’ve ever done anal before, thinking about the sounds you’d make if he shoved his fat cock into your tight little holes.

pervy neighbor!toji who follows you to your kitchen, you point out the broken switch, flicking it up and down, but nothing happens.

“See? Nothing,” you huff.

“I see,” he chuckles, grabbing a screwdriver from his bag. “I’ll have it fixed in no time. Don’t worry your pretty little head. Don’t you have a boyfriend to do this for ya?” He struts over. He knows you don’t, but it’s better to hear it come from your mouth.

“Mmm, no,” you mumble. “But it’s okay, you’re here at least,” you giggle. “I’ll be upstairs showering if anything. Thank you!” You run off.

pervy neighbor!toji who only takes max 5 minutes to fix the switch. It was just some loose wiring. But he takes it upon himself to walk upstairs where he can hear the water running. The door to your bedroom is cracked, an invitation to him. There it is, that dildo you use right on your nightstand

pervy neighbor!toji who grabs it, the silicone heavy in his hand, he can see your dried juices on it—must’ve used it recently.

“Dirty girl.” He smiles to himself, inching his face closer as he sniffs it, smelling your scent. A low groan rumbles from his throat, cock hardening in his jeans

pervy neighbor!toji who digs through your dirty laundry, finding a cute pair of lace panties. He licks his lips, putting the fabric right up against his nose and sniffing it. Of course he stuffs them in his pocket for later

pervy neighbor!toji who’s back downstairs after you get out your shower, pretending that he just finished with the light. You walk in with too tight of a tank top, nipples peaking through the fabric, and shorts that are just short enough that he can almost see your ass

“You fixed it! Ugh, thank you!” You smile, hugging him tightly.

His arms slides around you, hand inching down your lower back. He takes note of your shampoo, something with coconut, something sweet—god, you smell so fucking edible

“I definitely need to repay you!”

pervy neighbor!toji who thinks of plenty ways you can repay him. Maybe by riding his cock like you do your dildo? Or maybe letting him fuck you while having you in headlock? Or maybe letting him get a taste of your creamy pussy? There’s plenty of ideas running through his head

“No need. Come by if anything, darling.” He waves you off, walking out your front door. He shoves his hand into his pocket, fingers rubbing the fabric of your panties

pervy neighbor!toji who, you guessed it, jerks himself off that night, back to back orgasms, watching the one of many videos he has of you while he sniffs and licks your panties. His cum is everywhere, a sticky mess between his fingers, on his stomach, your panties, his balls. Everywhere.

“Wanna fucking—hah, shit—repay me? Huh? You will. I’ll make sure of it,” he says through gritted teeth.

part 2?

[kosmogrl]

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[tojisteddy]

Thinking about sitting in Toji’s lap which has become your designated spot these days.

When he rolls his blunts or joints, when he’s paying bills or on the phone with a friend, when he wants you to cuddle with him, or maybe get each other off on the couch— it’s yours.

Even has his hand out to help you like a princess getting on her thrown. Twirls his finger so you can show off your outfit to him, takes your hand before you sit in his lap and he nuzzled his face in your neck, “You’re a fuckin smoke show doll. Fuck me.”

It makes the guy chuckle, end of his eyes crinkling while he pats your thighs, “You’re such a daddy’s girl baby, can’t help yourself can you?”

Oh.

Oooohhh, did it do something to your insides. Made you feel all warm and tingly all over. Pussy clenching. You try to brush it off, looking towards the tv that’s not on- the speaker that plays his favorite music, anything to keep yourself distracted. but Tojis hand will slowly creep up your spine, up to your nape, thumbing the curls that lay there. “You’re my good kid, aren’t you gorgeous?”’

“Toji.” It almost comes out as a soft moan but you have restraint, only leaning into his caress. You’re sure he can feel the heat growing under your skin. His eyes trail all over you, emerald green eyes trained on you like you’re the only thing existing. “So damn beautiful kiddo, you know that? My perfect girl.”

a/n: ‘Toji :P’ will be my tag for this hc. Hold on all.

[ofchaosgoddess]

help I’m having ideas beyond my available free time

[nothereforthedrama]

help I'm having ideas beyond my available energy levels