thinkin about Sukuna who doesn’t let you suck him off properly, doesn’t even bother fucking your mouth at all. he just slaps his thick cock against your cheek before he starts to rub it over your face all slow and lazy like. rutting back and forth in long thrusts, grinding each bumped vein over your brow bone until your cheeks are slippery and pearly little threads of pre are strewn over your face from your chin to your forehead. You peer up at him through clumped lashes, eyes glassy, winking whenever his heavy balls nudge at your chin. You lick and suck at whatever slip of skin your greedy mouth can reach just to hear his breath hitch above you, low rumbled groans just as unhurried as the slow rock of his hips. sometimes he drags the blushed tip over your lower lip, lets your tongue dart out to steal a proper taste before he lifts again just to rest his balls over the hollow point of your eye socket while he dribbles ropes of pre cum into your hairline.
Also I def feel like I haven’t been that active on tumblr/reading fics in general, bc I’ve been trying to learn to draw and that’s 99% what I’m focused on rn. Not necessarily on purpose tho, it’s just been a recent obsession of mine
So I’ve been SUPERRRR busy with that new hobby.
BUT I will say that the break I took from this app definitely helped me feel less stressed with writing so I’m excited to continue the drafts I was working on
Also, idk when I’m gonna open up anons again, the last time I had it open I got a reallllllyyy reallyyyyy triggering anon which was the reason for me taking a break. And I just don’t think I deserved that /want to give ppl the opportunity to do that again so idkkkk
You tell yourself you don't know why you can't let Choso go. After all this time, you can't even call what you two have "friends with benefits," because friends don't treat each other the way he treats you.
Ignoring every text and call until he's had one too many drinks or hits of a joint, then he won't leave you alone until you answer him. Usually he just sends his location, the screen blurry as he tries to make sure he's texting the right girl because not every girl is what he needs when it's late and he's fucked up.
You know that you'll be in an uber home before the sun even has a chance to rise, then it'll be radio silence until the next time Choso goes out. And still you crawl back to him every time… on your hands and knees no less.
Tonight, he lands a hard smack across your face when you take too long to sink to the floor after he lets you in his apartment. "Y’know I hate when you make me wait," he's whining like he's the one in pain.
You swear you can feel your knees aching already from the previous week when you position yourself before his feet.
"Yeah, good girl," the rare praise works just enough for you to let your guard down, yelping in surprise when he slaps you once more on each cheek, snapping your head left and right. A drunken laugh bubbles up out of his chest as he taps your face a couple more times. "Missed you tonight," he slurs, swiping his thumb along your lip.
You've done this song and dance enough times to know to open your mouth for him, allowing Choso to push the digit past your teeth. He groans when you gently suck on his thumb, twirling your tongue around it hungrily.
Fiddling with his belt, Choso makes quick work of his pants, letting them fall in a bunch around his feet. He doesn't bother to step out of them since he won't be moving far, only sitting on the edge of his bed.
His dick is just as pretty each time you see it. Never shaved, it hangs heavy in a mess of pubes that your nose is buried in all too often. The pale tip is always flushed pink and dripping by the time he pulls it out for you, anticipating the feeling of your hot mouth wrapped around it.
Because fuck, you really give the best head. Why else would he still text you every week?
With a hand gripping the base, Choso slaps his length on your face. The stiff shaft hits your cheeks, your lips, your eyes, sometimes leaving a drop of pre in its wake.
"Can't believe you let me do this shit to you," Choso sounds both disappointed and amused, his tone making your cheeks burn hotter from embarrassment than from the impact of his palm colliding with them.
The worst part is you know he's serious.
It's like half of the game is seeing if any time will ever be the last time with you. He wonders when you'll finally reach your limit and block his number. Probably not any time soon.
You're still as eager to suck his cock as the first time you hooked up. Hollowing your cheeks around him, your lips are completely sealed as you bob your head furiously. You flatten your tongue, allowing it to just glide along the underside, licking the vein that runs up it—you know he loves when you do that. His grip on the back of your head always gets tighter and he bucks his hips more roughly.
He gets meaner too.
With his words, when he slips in those sharp commands, telling you to sit still so he can just fuck your face and use you how he wants because it's all you're good for.
He likes watching the way you choke around him when he holds your head down, keeping his whole length stuffed deep inside your throat. You just get so filthy. Gagging and coughing around him, spit trickling out of your mouth and mascara running down your face. Your hands claw at his thighs but he can't tell if you're pushing him away from you or trying to drag him closer.
Eventually he yanks you off of him, allowing you a moment to catch your breath because you already know what comes next.
"Can we not tonight?" you ask but you know it's futile.
In fact, all your dumb question earns you is another hard smack to your face. The skin is stinging when Choso pulls his hand away, bringing it back to your nape.
"I'm sorry," he's not. "You know I hate doing that to you," he loves it.
He shifts to the edge of the bed, letting his legs fall open before propping a foot up. "Just be good and get me off… I'm tired tonight." His voice sounds so soft that you start to believe he really is just exhausted.
With that, he's guiding you to the apex of his thighs, nuzzling your face between the muscled limbs while he holds his cock up in his free hand. The smell of musk and sweat is strong and familiar, causing you to wet your lips again quickly before lolling your tongue out.
The slippery muscle finds its way to Choso's rim, circling the taut skin languidly as he throws his head back.
"Keep going, y'know how I like it," he groans, beginning to stroke himself. His fingers curl tightly around his dick, using your spit to glide up and down the shaft with a steady rhythm as you work him over.
He always cums so fast this way. You get him all sensitive and painfully hard with your throat, to the point where he's already teetering on the edge but it's not enough.
It used to be.
Until he found out that you’ll do all the things that other girls won’t do to him. So perfectly submissive—or maybe desperate is more accurate.
Now he won't let himself cum until he's got your mouth pressed up to his ass, your tongue sliding around his rim. Sometimes he feels it just barely dip past his entrance and he can't bite back the loud moans that follow.
You let him force you into this every week, pleasuring him however he tells you to until he reaches his climax. When he cums, it's in his hand, hot white ropes shooting out of his fist and usually landing in your hair or on your back. You've stopped asking him to aim elsewhere because he doesn't listen to you, that's not how your relationship works.
Then comes the part where Choso sends you home to end your night alone with a silicone toy pressed up to your clit. He offers a lackluster "later” when you head out, not bothering to see you out.
Funnily enough, it's always that moment when you feel most strongly that you hope he’ll still text you next time.
hiii fawnn hope you're doing well and that you feel better after the break u took, really happy to see u posting again! i legit think re9 leon would ABSOLUTELY love blowjobs like he would come home from mission and the first thing on his mind is getting his dick and balls sucked, also i imagine him liking to sit on your face and choke u with his dick AND he is DEF a head pusher
-😺 anon
HII and thank you!!! I do feel MUCH better after the break, writing feels more flowy recently > <
YESS he'd soooo love blowjobs, like the messy ones too. blowing bubbles and gagging, real pornstar like!!
HE ESP LOVES THE GAGGING!! He loves stuffing his cock and balls into your mouth, forcing your head down with no care. He just wants to make sure you're taking all of him in your slick mouth.
Dad!Leon who’s usually mean to you, always being so strict and invasive finally switches up and surprises you with a drive to the movies. You can’t help but get all excited to go out, not knowing his real plan which is revealed on the way home.
While driving he can’t keep his hands off you, causing you to shift in your seat uncomfortably. He grows impatient with your constant resisting and pulls the car over, telling you that you have to suck him off before going home or he’ll leave you on the side of the road.
An old concept draft that I was gonna turn into an actual Drabble but never did 🤷♀️
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