magsies stuffs

shit posting and fanfiction

[jawpeople]

being a kid and hearing adults say stuff like "woah 2011 was 4 years ago haha" didn't really convey the fucking horror of a youtube video crossing my recommended labelled "9 years ago" and it's from 2017. that's not true. 9 years ago is 2010 or something. don't lie.

[ceruleanheaven]

[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over

[belimah]

Whats his problem art by chucklenuts

[blushbunnyyy]

sleepy!megumi fingering needy!reader to sleep ⋆˙⟡

contents: mdni, smut, all characters 18+, fingering, lots of praise (“good girl”), softdom!megumi, kinda sub!reader, reader is super wet (like me when writing this), a little bit of dumbification.

bunny’s note: for this lovely req. thanks for waiting !! ໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა i feel like i could do something to improve this drabble but i cant figure out how to!! (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾ anyways, hope you enjoy lovelies !!

“nghhhh!! haa- g-gumi…” you tiredly whine into the sturdy column of his neck. the nastiest, sloppiest sloshing noises rang through your room as megumi’s thick fingers filled you up.

after a long long day, you were exhausted to the bone but couldn’t relieve the heat in between your warming thighs.

being the good boyfriend megumi is, he has his rugged fingers in your warm cunt stretching you real nice despite his body feeling like lead and ready to collapse to sleep.

he has a sturdy arm wrapped around you, the other thrusting into your leaking, syrupy pussy. he mutters quietly against your hair, “you’re taking my fingers so well, pretty girl. guess you really needed this, huh?”

you could only respond with a soft cry into the warmth of his throat. your boyfriend always smelled so good, so addicting.

“yeahhhhh, i can tell, baby.” he murmurs to himself. he pulls his fingers out to feel up your pussy, fingers rubbing up and down your sloppy wet slit.

your pretty hips immediately chase after his hand desperately as you let out a mewl. more of your arousal gushes out onto his fingers and staining the soft sheets.

the corners of your boyfriend’s mouth lift in amusement. god, the sight melts his heart.

you manage to look like the most precious thing in the world even when you’re humping his hand and leaking all over it, begging so pretty for him to finger fuck you.

“gumiii… please- ah! please put it back inside…!”

and who is megumi fushiguro to deny such a lovely thing like you?

“alright, baby, alright. i got you.” his large, thick fingers plunge back into the warmth of your cunt with a loud squelch! followed by a heavenly moan from your sweet lips.

your walls squeeze this three fingers as if they never wanna let go. he could barely pull back his hand to thrust into your pussy.

your man groans to himself, his voice raspy and low from exhaustion, “shit, angel. i’ve been fingering you and you’re still this tight?”

you could only pout your pretty lips dumbly. you were drained, your brain was all fuzzy and all you could think about was cumming from how good his fingers feel.

his thick, rough fingers, toughened up by missions and the work he does, felt so delectable. god, his knuckles felt way too good too.

megumi could tell you were close. the way you shiver next to him, the way you were getting whinier by the second, the way your cunt had an iron grip on his fingers was all too telling.

your boyfriend sped up his fingers, wanting to go to sleep as soon as possible. his appendages hits that spot that made you gush out more like a broken faucet. “go on, baby. be a good girl and cum on my hand so we’ll both be able to sleep.”

you let out an angelic squeal as you came all over his hand, soaking it even more.

megumi praises you so sweetly that it hurts, “atta girl. my pretty girl. all you needed was to be fingered to sleep, yeah?”

he rubs you through the orgasm before taking his fingers out with a plop! and presses a saccharine kiss to your panting lips.

and just like that, you have already knocked out. your breathing evened out at the speed of light, gorgeous eyes fluttered shut, and body completely still.

megumi watches you as you drift off to dreamland in his arms so peacefully.

finally, he get some shut eye, knowing that his girl is safe, loved, satisfied, and fucked out.

there may or may not be a bulge tenting in his gray sweats. but that’s for you in the morning to help him out with! ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱

from the desk of ©blushbunnyyy. 𑣲₍ ᐢ. .ᐢ₎

[xoxojisu]

katsuki calling you good girl...

DONT COME AT ME. HEAR ME OUT BEFORE YOU JUDGE. katsuki calling you "good girl" is like. SO hot.

and listen!! not even in a sexual or kinky way. its not sus i swear. but like. imagine.

you're chilling in bed together and you havent drank any water in a HAWT minute. you're feeling tired and groggy. so he takes his water bottle and lifts it to your lips, one hand on the bottle and the other steadying your head. he's doing all the work taking care of you and all you gotta do is sit there looking pretty. when he sees you drinking with no fuss he gives you this soft lil smirk and says "there you go. thats my good girl." all low and rumbly and caring. like AAAAAA.

you DONT GET IT IF YOU DONT GET IT. like he doesnt say it to be smug or hot he just means it. ITS LIKE. IDEK ITS HOT

ruffles your hair affectionately and says "'s cuz you're my good girl, yeah?" when you come up to him all starry-eyed about how well you did on a test.

"you were a good girl, hm?" when hes finally done with his homework and you can cuddle after hours of waiting patiently

"be good, baby" when hes going off on an away mission.

"that's my good girl.." when he's rubbing your back gently as you hurl over the toilet when you're sick.

ITS SO HOT. IDEC IF ITS ICK OR WEIRD OR CRINGE OR WTV I THINK EVERYTHING HE DOES IS SO HOT LIKE RAHHHH

[cl0udyhaz3]

I AM SO FUCKING WET

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I already read 3 fanfics of him… it’s not enough

[viaaluvs]

JJK BF TEXTS

jjk guys reacting to you sending a photo of yourself in lingerie, how scandalous!!

characters: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Sukuna Ryoumen, Choso Kamo, Megumi Fushiguro, Yuji Itadori, Toge Inumaki

warnings: sexual themes, cussing, slight ooc?, MEGUMI AGED UP, YUJI AGED UP, INUMAKI AGED UP. I REPEAT NO MINORS!!

[epicderpface]

\( ᐖ)/ Gojo “We Don’t Need A Condom” Satoru.

“Do you want blue-eyed babies running rampant across Tokyo Tech for the next five years or do you have even a sliver of self-control?”

Gojo outwardly smirks at your miffed state, massive hands splayed over your supple thighs on the counter of the staff kitchen, the flushed tip of his pale cock brushing through your silky folds teasingly. It seems that your body is giving away just how much you need him, too. “Impeccable timing, sweetheart, because today’s our lucky day. I’ve got the perfect solution for us,” he purrs, and you aren’t all that thrilled knowing the sort of mischief he tangos with.

But you give in anyway. Because he’s Gojo Satoru.

His lips latch onto the column of your throat, and it isn’t long until you feel him pressing into your pulsing entrance, slathered in your leaking arousal.

But something’s off.

“G-Gojo…? What is that?” You quiz with a whine, head tossed back as he laps at your jawline, right where he knows you’re sensitive after years of working by his side and fucking you in his apartment to watch you come undone time after time.

“Little trick I came up w-with, jerking off to those sexy little pictures you sent when I was on that mission in Hokkaido,” he grunts out, thumbs digging bruises into the plush of your thighs as he buries himself to the hilt. “You know how much I can’t work through a quickie with a rubber.” The pout that hangs off his lower lip is all theatrics—the man just likes going at it raw.

You squirm, legs trembling, walls fluttering around his massive size. And then it clicks, because you know Gojo Satoru, and his pullout game is tragically weak.

“There’s no way…”

“Yes way.”

He cups a hand over your mouth as he starts rutting into you, your whines muffled lest some poor employee makes their way into the room, your skull knocking into the cabinet behind your head.

Your eyes are rolling back into their sockets as you piece together that Gojo is using his Infinity around his dick.

A makeshift condom of sorts.

The prominent lines bulging down his length drag against your gummy walls, his technique rounded out so thin and so precise that in a cockdrunk state, you probably wouldn’t have even noticed he had it activated.

But right now, you feel him everywhere.

“C’mon,” he bites down on your collarbone, the low timbre of his tone sending sparks darting up your spine. “Beg me to fill you up raw.”

His vulgar words punch a whimper from you, your legs ensnaring his tapered waist while you clench around him involuntarily. You can’t get a sound out, muffled whines sounding against his soft palm.

Moments later, when the lights above you fade and flicker as his orgasm careens into him and stars bloom behind your eyelids, does he spill inside of you.

But not really inside of you. Just inside of the infinite barrier he managed to keep up after he came.

Once he catches his breath, he pulls out, a thick layer of seed around his cock and held tight against it with his technique.

You hold back a snicker as he fumbles around with his shaft.

“What the hell am I supposed to do with this?” he muttered, mostly to himself as he waddles around the room.

And of course, when your situation couldn’t get any weirder, does Ijichi push his way into the staff lounge—spluttering apologies with flushed cheeks, trying to avert his gaze from your hiked up pencil skirt and Gojo’s dick on the verge of leaking onto the linoleum floors.

© this work is a repost, not stolen. do not plagiarize, translate, or feed my writing to ai. all writing belongs to me, and all characters belong to gege akutami.

[epicderpface]

LMFAO I SAW THIS ON TIKTOK

[manofvenus]

I may post some horny shit but I’m actually a lover

[1taliana]

a horny lover

[aquasprings]

๑⋅⋯ nerdjo as your boyf!! ⋯⋅๑

taglist <3:

@ydkobitoo @gloryyofthesnow @in-aa @elenathriel @elixoq @bl0g-d0ll @monacosprince @aschwppes @sweetpea-jay @rllyobsessedgirlie @nyanglock @onlyfanfictasies @jasminelee324 @aikuute @tojisoneandonly1 @miy0risworld @palanggaa @eloise-doukakis @meinaserenade @itswhoo @gahh346951t7 @chososleftnip @toesucker59 @reyna-notbeomgyu

[sayurinn]

These two are genuinely my roman empire…🚬 IT IS THAT SERIOUS TO ME OK

[aquasprings]

୨ৎ choso who’s never been in love before ୨ৎ

based on this request!! so cute, i love it

────୨ৎ────

taglist <33 :

@ydkobitoo @gloryyofthesnow @in-aa @elenathriel @elixoq @bl0g-d0ll @monacosprince @aschwppes @sweetpea-jay @rllyobsessedgirlie @nyanglock @onlyfanfictasies @jasminelee324 @aikuute @tojisoneandonly1 @miy0risworld @palanggaa @elouise-doukakis @meinaserenade @itswhoo @gahh346951t7 @chososleftnip

[bananamilumpia]

Ooooooo this is your conscience speaking ooooooooooo you wanna write some more Yuri with Shoko and sunshiney chef reader oooooooooooooooooooo

🦑

[uhnosav]

Be My Bunny

“My sweet girl…” 

His warm hands grip your hips from behind. He bends his body – warm breath against your neck.

“Hm, what is it, Satoru?” You murmur – instinctively leaning into his touch.

You look up from the stovetop, pot momentarily unattended to. So that you can listen to whatever bullshit your nerd of a boyfriend is about to spew.

“Would you wear a bunny suit while I study for my midterm?” His cerulean puppy dog eyes were boring into your soul. “And then baby, you can fuck me as a reward in it afterwards?” 

You drop the wooden spoon in your hand. Brain trying to process what your boyfriend just asked. I mean you have heard some insane shit from Satoru Gojo’s mouth but this? This definitely is one of the most wackass idea’s his overly intelligent brain has come up with.

“Excuse me? Care to fucking repeat that?” You hiss – your brow raising as you assess your lanky psycho.

“Would you wear-” You glare – smacking his arm hard to shut him up from repeating his dumbassery.

“I was being sarcastic.”

“Oh.” He juts his lip out in a pout. 

You swore you told him no. Positive actually. So why the fuck are you doing exactly what he begged for a week later? 

You huff, tugging the stretchy latex into place – your tits jostling while you struggle to get the bunny suit to fit right on your body. The sheer tights clinging to you like second skin – unmoving even as you struggle to put the suit on over them. This custom-made black material fitting like a glove despite the trouble it is giving you.

Satoru did rush order a tailored one to your measurements when you finally gave him a tiny fucked out yes. Only because his psycho ass ate you out till you finally gave him what he wanted. For such a nerd he didn’t act like it when he wanted something to go his way – like the little shit he always is.

Fuck. This is so humiliating even if it is only for his eyes to see. You adjust the matching bunny ears one last time in his bathroom mirror before finally walking back into his bedroom. He is already waiting for you like a puppy with his ears perked up at his round zataku table in the center of his room. 

Like some 80’s romcom Satoru pushes his glasses up the moment his eyes land on you – his face and ears turning beet red. Fuck it is better than what he dreamed of. His cock starting to swell in his pants as he sizes the outfit up and down. Your tits sit so pretty in the bunny suit that he almost chokes on his spit – still not saying a word cause he is far too entranced.

“Well…” You frown, starting to feel the self-doubt sink into your brain – crossing your arms over your chest to hide your practically spilling out breasts. Satoru nearly falls over himself as he scrambles to his feet at the hint of your anxiety.

“Angel. Hey, hey, hey.” He presses quick kisses to your furrowed brow – cupping your face to look in his crystal blue eyes. “You look so fucking good in this I am losing my mind.” 

“Really, Toru?” You sigh nuzzling into his palm at his touch.

“Yeah fuck my cock is throbbing… heh, you should feel.” He practically groans in your ear – slotting his leg between your thighs. You can’t help the blush that dusts your cheeks as you feel his hard length pressed against you – hot and ready for you. 

But you must stay strong and not fall into his trap of needy desire! This was for him to study for his physics midterm after all! 

Not that he actually needs to, he studied already and knows the answers for the test like the back of his hand. It may be is just a little white lie of an excuse Satoru used for you to wear the bunny suit – but you don’t have to ever know that. Which is why you grimace – pushing him off you.

“You are such a pervert, go sit and study.”

“Yes, mommy.” Gojo pouts in a huff – moving backwards to sit where he was moments before.

“Mommy? Seriously, Toru?! I am literally younger than you.” You throw your hands up in the air in exasperation.

“Well, when you are bossy it’s hot.” He smirks – adjusting his glass to sit higher on the bridge of his nose

“Ugh, dork!” 

You sit on your knees across from him watching as he opens up his textbook to a randomly marked page. Even though you can see him reading with what can only be described as super human speed you still feel his lusted gaze upon your body. The way Satoru’s eyes somehow kept lingering on your tits sent pools of desire into your tummy. As much as you wanted to pounce on him you were trying to be the responsible one.

“You should come closer.” Satoru pouts – resting his chin on his fist. You shake your head no and practically hiss like a cat when he leans closer over the tiny table – his lanky body overtaking the whole thing.

“Look at the textbook and not me, pervert.” You flick his forehead – hard enough to make him wince in false pain. He shrinks back to his seat and puts his hand where your fingers just made contact, a look on his face forming that screams “pity me”.

“Baby, please just c’mere.” Satoru whines – sounding like he is on the verge of tears. You eye him skeptically waiting for him to finish what he is sounding so distraught for – other than you barely flicking him. “And bounce like a needy bunny on my lap… my cock hurts.”

Yup, there it was.

“Satoru Gojo, you need to fucking stud-” You get cut off with a squeak as Satoru reaches over the table and tugs you into his lap. You want to glare but Satoru is damn near whimpering when your soft body sits upon the prominent bulge in his slacks. 

Before you can say anything else he kisses you desperately, using your shocked expression to his advantage. His tongue instantly bullying your smaller pink muscle – swirling and groaning into you. Satoru’s drool drips down your lips the more messy he kisses you. You gasp for breath the second his mouth leaves yours. But for him it’s only so his wet lips can mark you – moving across the soft sensitive skin of your neck, goosebumps raising under his eager touch.

He whimpers into your neck, rutting his hips up against you instinctively. You want to be responsible and force him to go back to studying but that goes out the window with his hot breath on you, shivers going down your spine.

“I need you so badly…” He whispers in your ear, before nipping at it. When you try to squirm free, Satoru’s hands grab your hips in an iron grip – pressing you further down and dragging your soft body to grind on his eager clothed cock. You can’t help but gasp as he moves you – despite your false protests you are just as needy as him – your slick just dripping into your lace panties.  

“Mnh! Toru…” You moan softly out, burying your face into his neck – the bunny ears on your head getting slightly in the way.

“Fuck. I knew my pretty bunny was needy for me too.” Satoru groans – rocking you even faster. 

Precum spurts from his sensitive tip, ruining the fabric of his boxers as he struggles not to cum in his pants from just this. But it’s almost impossible with how hard he is. He rolls his hips up in such a desperate rhythm and neither of you can tell if it’s your slick or his precum that is creating the sticky mess underneath you. Your bodies are just melting into each other with each needy grind – the two of you moving in sync.

Combined moans and groans fill the empty space of his bedroom, the scent of your shared arousal sticking to the air. You are grinding your needy clit over and over against his clothed shaft – the friction from the latex providing such a yummy sensation that has you feeling tingly quick. Your plush thighs are starting to clamp tight around his own as your cunt pulses and clenches over nothing.

Satoru moves one of his hands from your hip to instead wrap his arm around your waist – despite the fact that you are trembling from your combined movements. You lift your head to look at him confused, your rhythm ruined, just to quickly realize he moved you so that he can instead grind you on him and jerk up his hips at a better angle. 

What you don’t know is that as much as Satoru wants to, he doesn’t pull your bunny suit to the side and just fuck you already. He thought this angle would be better for him since he is far too hyperfocused on not embarrassing himself and cumming too early (he was wrong). Even though he has cum early many times with you… but in his defense he can’t help that his cock never listens to his willpower if you are involved. Your body is just too perfect and he feels like the gods made you just to test his strength. 

Wait! Fuck. No. No. He was too distracted on not cumming that one last rut of his leaky tip against your latex covered cunt has him starting to spurt hot white ropes into his digimon boxers. You gasp immediately at the warmth spreading underneath you – realizing he busted his load in his pants already. You are close to cumming yourself, but still nonetheless surprised.

“F-fuck, I’m sorry.” He whimpers like a puppy who did something wrong – more sticky dribbles from his tip just oozing out.

“Shh. It’s ok, Toru.” You breathlessly giggle, only to gasp as he angrily moves the latex of your bunny suit, by your pussy, to the side. 

Gojo is pissed at himself that he came first – it should always be you no matter how badly he needs to cum. He wants to rip your tights but he knows you would definitely slap him – wait that idea doesn’t sound too bad, on second thought maybe he should. No, he tells himself, you need to cum now. He moves his long fingers to where you are soaking – immediately starts to rub quick circles on your clit through your tights and panties guided by your quick moans. 

“That’s it, my good girl…” 

“Mmph!” You whine out in response – eyes rolling back into your head as your orgasm inches closer and closer. You love that commanding tone of his voice more than anything, but it gives you whiplash with how quickly he went back to his normally cocky self – despite him being a whimpery mess two seconds prior. The feeling overtaking your whole body with every roll of his fingers. 

“S-shit c-cumming… Toru…” You desperately mewl out. Squirting into the lace fabric of your panties – absolutely soaking the material – with one last circle of his fingers on your twitchy little clit. Breathing heavily as you twitch from your high – a puddle of your desire dripping through your tights onto his shaky hand. Satoru grins licking your arousal from his finger tips moaning at the taste of you. 

“Best thing I have ever tasted. Always.” He purrs – swiping his fingers against your clothed heat once more. 

“S-sensitive.” You gasp jerking backwards – earning his chuckle before he sucks on his fingers.

“Sorry baby. I can’t waste my favorite drink, from my favorite bunny.”

guess who finally decided to write again… couldn’t be me yall… pssh neverrrrrr. anywayss thank you my lovely wife @madamechrissy for beta reading for me hehe and also being the one who inspired me to write this.

comments and reblogs appreciated!

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[aquasprings]

୨୧ choso’s just about as pathetic as a man can get. ୨୧

this realization comes to you after gojo begs you to give his friend a chance.

“please,” gojo says, and you scowl at him. “he’s nice. and i’m pretty sure he has a massive thing for you.”

“me?” you ask, incredulous. “i’ve never talked to him in my life.”

gojo sighs, flopping back onto your couch. “if i ever, like, loosely mention you in conversation, i swear he blushes.”

that’s how you end up in the living room of the frat friday night. loud, warm, the air slightly hazy.

choso right beside you on the couch, barely looking at you at first, all hunched shoulders and quiet glances, dark hair brushing his neck, dermal piercing catching the light every time he nervously shifts.

yeah, you think, he’s cute.

you end up sharing a joint, and that’s when you notice how he freezes every time your fingers brush his, how his breath hitches. it’s not subtle. not even a little. and when you lean a bit closer, knee nudging his, he almost drops it. across the room, gojo and the others are already smirking like they know exactly how this is going to go.

they don’t even try to hide it when they leave. gojo claps choso on the shoulder, says something low that makes his ears turn red, and suddenly it’s just the two of you on that worn-out couch, the music muffled now, the air heavier.

choso apologizes. for his friends, for himself.

you remember thinking how easy it is to get a reaction out of him. how all it takes is a hand on his chest, a soft question, and he’s unraveling right in front of you.

he nods at everything, says yes too quickly like he’s afraid you’ll change your mind if he hesitates. when he slips and said “please,” you know you have him.

“d’you like me, cho?” you murmur with glassy eyes, hand sliding up his collar and pressing against his nape, fingers deftly threading through inky hair.

“g—yes. yes, so much,” he exhales, voice shaking slightly as you pull him closer to you.

“wanna fuck?” you whisper, straddling yourself on his lap and relishing in the small, broken sound he makes when your glossed lips suckle at the junction of his neck.

“here? now?” his eyes bugger wide, hands squeezing your waist as your lips trail up, and up, and up, until you’re sliding your tongue in his mouth, bracketing your lips against his, swallowing his needy little moans.

he pants into your mouth as your hands pull at his hoodie and he shrugs it off wordlessly, cheeks flushed as your eyes trail down the milky expanse of his chest.

“pretty,” you murmur, and he whines, hands frozen at his sides when you slip your shorts off and toss them to the side.

“as much as i wanna feel your mouth on me,” you breathe, pupils blown, “i need to feel you in me. now. yeah?”

“y—yeah,” he shudders, hands fisting the couch beside him nervously as you tug his jeans and boxers down mid-thigh, his cock beading precum as it aches towards his stomach.

“i—ohmygod,” he slurs, whimper being pulled from his throat as you sink down on him in one shot. “please—”

“haven’t even done anything,” you say, hands locking onto his shoulders as you lift your hips slowly before dropping them back down, the motion making choso buck up desperately and moan into your neck.

“m not gonna last,” he whines pathetically, and you sneer, telling him to be good for you or you’ll stop.

you think it’s 30 seconds before he’s cumming, head falling back against the couch with a strangled sound.

he whimpers when you ask him which direction his bedroom’s in.

[bananamilumpia]

nerdjo w/ his bratty girlfriend

texts w nerdjo + his bratty hyperfem gf

[mojifushiguro]

☀︎ SATORU GOJO is the only person who could fuck you mid-argument.

i mean, one moment, you're complaining about how close he was to a girl today.

something about how he let her flirt with him 'without having the decency and respect' to tell her that he was beautifully taken by a beautiful girl.

something about how you always (not true) have to tell girls that your precious boyfriend is taken while he sits there and does nothing (also not true).

another moment, you're bent over, trying to whine about how much of a piece of shit he is while he dicks you down, half apologetic, half amused. amused at the fact that you even had the courage to talk to him the way you had.

"sorry, baby," he says, but you're not sure if he's talking to you, or the pussy he was submured in, because hell, it was definitely talking to him. "'m really sorry... 'kay?"

he's whispering in your ear, but you can't seem to comprehend a word he's saying. the dick's too good.

he grabs your jaw with one hand, and grips the sheets with another, his chest warm against your back.

every thrust forces a moan from your throat, but you can't quite talk.

not like he wanted you to, anyway. you'd done enough of that.

"i didn't mean to make you jealous, baby," his brows furrow as he looks down at you with those blue eyes that you love so fucking much. "you're– you're the best, i swear, my– fuckkk,"

he pushes his upper half away from you, letting go of your jaw and moving his large hands down to your ass.

squeezing it, his thrusts slow down, and it makes him smirk.

the sight of his dick easingggg in and out of you? he loves that shit.

you? you're still whining and trying your best to shit-talk. satoru knows you can't. you never can when he's fucking you this good.

and there's never a time where he's not fucking you this good.

"f–fuck you," you finally push out, knuckles aching from the grip you had on the sheets.

"you can, baby," he grins, moving a hand up your back. "i promise, only you can." he almost whispers, but he knows you can hear it.

it only makes you wetter.