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Vivian needs to touch grass but he’d rather touch you!

Vivian Hugo x Reader Fluff (for once)

The villa’s sat on the French Rivera. It’s 5pm, stupidly quiet, no press, no football fields, just you and Vivian. He’s half in your lap on the outdoor sofa, his head resting on your chest, still in an Arsenal polo and sweats, phone open to some player tracking data he swore he’d stop looking at today.

You’ve got a book open (a real one with words) resting it atop his shoulder blades. You’re not paying much attention to it though, how can you, with your big hunk of a boyfriend sprawled on top of you like this.

“You’re supposed to be off,” you say, stealing his glasses and tossing them onto the table. He doesn’t really need the glasses, but you don’t bug him about it. At least they were blue light, protecting his pretty, onyx eyes that seemed to only soften when he looked at you.

Vivian blinks up at you, that same dead stare boring into you for a second before it turns soft. “I am off. This is recovery. Destiny requires it mon cœur”

Going to write for some Blue Lock characters. Let me know which characters and tropes you’d like to see <3

Request, Asks, and Messages are open!

Knight Jason Todd fucks you after coming back from a long mission.

Knight Jason Todd x Princess Reader

“Mmm” Jason melted into you, his lips dancing against yours, “I missed you,” He mumbled against your lips.

You pulled back from him slightly to catch your breath, but he immediately pulled you close again, latching his lips with yours.

“Shh, be quiet,” You whispered, pulling away from him again, “Cmon”. You grabbed his hand and started pulling him down the corridor.

He groaned but followed you, he’d follow you anywhere. That's why he was in the castle's abandoned servant tunnels sneaking around with you after hours.

Jasons eyes were glued to your shadowy silhouette guiding him through the forgotten underground maze, a little secret between only the two of you for your rendezvouses after hours. You made him duck through a short entrance and Jason blinked to adjust his eyes to the sudden brightness attacking his vision. Before his eyes could focus again you were on him.

You threw your arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Jason immediately shut his eyes and gripped your waist. Your hands travelled down his chest, your fingers caressing the hard muscles under the fabric. Your fingers curled under his shirt hem, gripping the fabric for dear life.

Jason pulled back slightly, breathing hard, "Here?" He asked, his eyes intently locked onto yours.

You kissed his neck then mumbled against his throat, "Where else?" Before kissing down his throat and pulling the collar of his shirt back to nibble at his collarbone.

He took the chance to look around and was surprised to find you two in your bedroom. He'd have to make sure no one else stumbled upon the old tunnels and gained access to your room, but that was a problem for later, right now all he needed was to be buried balls deep inside you.

Jason reached behind your back and his fingers found your corset still laced up. As you kissed and bit his chest hard enough to bruise, he gently untied the satin binding you. His fingers ghosted over your back with each tug, he was going agonizingly slow. You whined and looked up at him with watery eyes, begging him to just rip off the dress and fuck you.

Jason smiled down at you, "Impatient, are we, Princess?" He leaned down and kissed you gently, still unlacing you infuriatingly slow.

"I missed you. You were gone for so long," You replied, staring up at him with glassy eyes.

"I won’t ever leave for that long again," With one final swift tug Jason pulled the satin ribbon and let the corset and your dress fall to the floor. You yourself wasted no time and pulled his shirt over his head.

You looked at each other in awe. Him admiring your beauty, and you, admiring every scar and bruise that painted the canvas of his body, every single scar that made him entirely yours.

You blushed when you noticed him admiring you and reached for him, pulling him down onto your bed. He hovered over you, his body between your legs, where he belonged.

You pulled him into a kiss while he fumbled with his pants, eager to get them off. Jason pulled away from the kiss as his cock sprang free, slapping against his stomach. Pre leaked out his flushed tip, dripping down his length. Your walls clenched around nothing, eager to have him inside you.

Jason hooked a finger on the waistband of your panties and slid them off of you in one motion. He stared at your soaking cunt, your arousal dripping down your folds “Already so wet for me?” He mused while spreading your pussy lips apart to get a better look.

His thumb lightly rubbed your clit, spreading your arousal all over your pussy before slowly sliding his middle finger inside your leaking cunt.

Your back arched as he curled his finger inside you, your hand lightly gripping his wrist as he worked you open. He thrust his finger in and out of you slowly, curling it when inside you to hit that perfect spot that made you see stars.

“Jason” You whined, needing his cock inside you. He leaned down and kissed your lips lightly, “Shh, be patient princess”. He pulled away from your lips and added another finger inside your greedy cunt. You moaned his name quietly at the stretch, arching your back further off your expensive silk sheets. He fingers sped up, making you see stars as he worked you open.

You gripped his wrist tightly, tugging at it. “What is it, Princess?” He asked with glazed over eyes, mesmerized by the way your pretty cunt was sucking his fingers in and coating them in your slick.

You wrapped both hands around his wrist, pulling his fingers away from your soaked folds, “I need you Jason, I can’t take it anymore,” You looked at him with lidded eyes, your breath shallow and desire written all over your body.

He looked at you for a moment before leaning down and kissing you, “Missed me that bad huh?” He mused. You moaned into the kiss as he pulled his fingers out of you, leaving your cunt clenching around nothing.

He pulled away from the kiss and lined his cock up at your entrance. Your hips rolled towards his, eager for any sort of friction. He chuckled lightly and held your hips down by pressing his right hand down on your tummy. Slowly, he ran his cock through your folds, mixing your arousal and his pre. Your breath hitched as his cock head caught on your clit. “Jason,” You whined, begging him to stop teasing and just fuck you.

He smirked down at you, the white pieces of his hair falling over his eyes, “Alright, alright,”. He lined his cock up at your entrance again and slowly, achingly slowly, pushed the tip in. His eyes flickered to yours to make sure you were okay. You bit your lip and grabbed his shoulders, “Keep going,” You said while arching your back just enough to make a little more of his cock slide into you.

Something about the way you looked at him made something crack in Jason. Within seconds his teasing demeanour was gone, replaced by something feral as he leaned down to catch your lips in a heated kiss he slammed his cock in you all the way.

You both moaned into the kiss, as he started thrusting into you at a punishing pace. You wrapped your arms your his shoulders, as he kissed along your neck. His cock stretched you so good, but you barely had time to adjust to his size before he began pounding into you.

His pace was brutal, fast and hard, each thrust making sure his cock kissed that gummy spot inside you that made you see stars. Your back arched and toes curled as nonsensical moans left your mouth. He moaned into the crook of your neck, focused on making sure his pace didn’t falter.

He lifted his head and looked down to where you were connected. His eyes caught on your stomach, the way his cock made your plush tummy bulge with each thrust. Jason almost came on the spot.

Jason sat up, still thrusting into you unforgivingly, and pressed his hand down on your stomach. You let out an obscene moan that someone had to have heard. “J-Jason, aughh, th-that feels so good” You moaned, your head falling back onto the pillow as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. The pressure of his hand on your stomach had you seeing stars.

“Shh, quiet, Princess. You don’t wanna get us caught do you?” He huffed out between ragged breaths. Jason kept his hand pressed down on your stomach, obsessed with how he could feel his cock thrusting inside of you. Obsessed with how he stretched your tight pussy so well.

He didn’t know where to look, your tits bouncing beautifully in time with every thrust of his dick inside you, the tummy bulge that had him losing composure by the minute, your pretty lips letting out incoherent moans, or your glossy eyes that he loved so much.

Jason moaned your name–loud. The sight of you was dizzying. He folded and hid his face in the crook of your neck, one of his arms cradling your head and his other hand moving from your tummy to your clit. Slowly his thumb began circling your sensitive nub in small circles. Your walls clenched around his cock, your body overcome with pleasure.

“That feel good baby?” He asked, his voice broken as he looked up at you.

You could only nod while shaking with pleasure as he thrust into you and caressed your clit. The coil of pleasure at your core was building. Your nails dug into his shoulders and your heels dug into the mattress, as you clenched him impossibly tighter, your gummy walls a vice around his cock.

“Fu-fuck, Princess. Ju-just like that,” Jason moaned into the crook of your neck. He kissed along your neck, lightly biting at the skin to muffle his moans.

Someone could probably hear you out in the halls, but all the two of you could focus on was each other. The way your bodies spoke to each other and devoured one another effortlessly. How you two fit so perfectly together, like you were made for each other.

Jason looked up, catching your lips in a deep kiss, moaning into your mouth. When he pulled away from your lips, something in the way he looked at you made you lose all sense, the coil that had been tightening in your core finally snapped, and you came hard with a cry of his name. Your walls clamped around his cock, impossibly tighter as you came hard on his cock. Your juices covered his dick as he kept thrusting inside you, fucking your through the orgasm. His moans got louder, turning into whimpers as your gummy walls spasmed around his length. Your juices soaked his cock, drilling down his balls, and some covering his toned abdomen.

Your nails clawed at his back as his hand kept circling your clit and cock kept thrusting into you. “Jason,” You whined, tears slipping down your cheeks, “Jason, it’s too much” Your voice was barely above a whisper.

“Shh, I know baby, I know-fu-fuck. Just help me come, okay, Princess? Haah- make me cum, Princess.” His thrusts started to stutter as your walls continued to spasm around him in overstimulation. Your tears were falling freely now, so much pleasure overtaking all your senses. Jason looked down at you and something about seeing your beautiful face soaked in tears made him snap, finally spilling his warm seed inside your soaked cunt.

He moaned low in your ear, grinding his cock into you as he spilled every single drop of his cum inside you. Your hands anchored onto his hips, begging him to stop moving, it was just too much. Your legs were shaking, tears were falling down your cheeks, and your juices mixed with his cum were dripping down your pussy onto the sheets below you. It was just too much for you.

He stilled inside you and let his body crash over yours, both of you breathing heavily. “I’m sorry,” He murmured against your neck, leaving small pecks along your jaw, down your neck, and across your collarbones, “You felt so good, I couldn’t stop,” He said through breathy moans.

Your shaking hands caressed his back, “It’s ok, I liked it,” You let out weakly, body too spent to even talk.

“I’m glad. I missed this, I missed you,” He said, moving to look into your eyes. You held each others gaze while caressing each other lightly, both of your entirely spent.

“Let me get you cleaned up,” Jason spoke before slowly pulling out of you. Your mixed arousal slowly drilled down your pussy and onto the sheets, you’d have to clean that up before someone saw it. Jason walked into your bathroom and came back with a towel soaked in warm water. Gently he caressed your body, kissing your skin after every brush of the towel over it.

Afterwards you both lay together quietly. Huddled together under the covers, his strong arms wrapped around your body. Both of you breathing evenly, at peace in each others arms.

“Don’t ever leave for that long again,” You spoke quietly against his chest, mirroring your words from earlier in the night.

“Don’t worry, I won’t,” He replied, caressing your hair and kissing your forehead.

I don’t like this 😞 It’s ok I guess. Yk the drill this is NOT proofread.

Jason Todd save me.

If you liked this you should check out my Jester Dick Grayson x Princess Reader fic too.

Sigh, i’m tired guys.

I hope someone likes this at least a tiny bit, I can never be proud of anything I ever do so I think everything I do is mid or horrible but hopefully it’s all in my head.

Gentle Sex with Natsuki

“Mmm, slow down” You whined quietly, the noise slightly muffled as your mouth was pressed against your boyfriends.

Natsuki was on top of you, burried to hilt inside your wet, gummy walls. He pecked your lips gently, “Shh, you can take it” He huffed, not slowing his pace down at all. He thrust into you at a steady rhythm, the pleasure so constant it made your toes curl and your back arch.

You pulled him closer to you, hiding your face in the crook of his neck while your nails left crescent moons in his back. You let out soft moans into his ear that turned him on beyond belief. He just wanted to fuck you hard and ram his cock into you over and over again while you cried out his name, begging him to stop, but he knew you were tired, he loved you too much to be so selfish, so he held you gently, and kissed your tired body softly as he thrust into you. The pace was making him go crazy, it took all his control to not grab your hips and ruin you until you cried, instead he grabbed your left hand and intertwined his finger with yours, grasping onto you for dear life.

You tightened your legs around his waist, the pleasure almost too much. He looked down at your watery eyes and gave you a lazy smile before leaning down and kissing you, “So beautiful,” A peck, “So good for me,” Another peck on your lips, “So perfectly, wet, so tight,” He huffed out a breath before kissing you again, “Squeezing me so, so-ahh, good,” His pace faltered slightly. “Fuck,” He moved a hand to your waist and another tangled softly in your hair. Natsuki hid his face in the crook of your neck, your bodies pressed together, and moaned into your ear.

“Natsuuu” You moaned, his cock thrusting into you combined with his body weight on top of you all becoming too much for your tired body, your brain was turning to mush and he was barely trying.

“Are you close baby,” He asked through ragged breaths, lifting his head to look at your face. You bit your lip, nodding.

You felt his hand move between your bodies and finding your clit. His thumb brazed over the sensitive bud, all while still thrusting into you, just going a little harder now. He wanted to make sure he hit that spot inside you that made you lose all your composure. Just because he was being gentle today didn’t mean your orgasm was going to be. He deepened his thrusts and rubbed your clit.

The combined pleasure instantly made you arch your back and your eyes to roll to the back of your head, “It’s too much,” You cried, digging your nails into his back, leaving long red scratches.

“Shhh, it’s okay-hahh, oh fuck,” He moaned into your hair, “You wanna cum, don’t you baby?” He asked as he quickened his pace.

You cried out his name, not sure what to do with yourself as your body was overcome with pleasure. Your bedframe hit the wall with each thrust of Natsuki’s cock inside you.

He took his hand away from your clit and moved it to your stomach, pressing down on the outline of his cock. Immediately your walls clenched around him as he was still thrusting into you, and you came hard all over his cock. You gripped his shoulders hard enough to bruise and cried out his name. As your walls spasmed around him, squeezing him impossibly tight and your juices coated his cock, his orgasm crashed over him. He came hard, moaning into the crook of your neck as white hot ropes shot into your pretty pussy. He slowly kept rutting his hips against yours, fucking you both through your shared orgasms.

When he finally stilled you both lay there, breathing heavily and holding each other. Your hands wrapped around his neck and he gently played with your hair and caressed your waist, “Was that okay?” He asked, looking down at you.

You nodded and reached up to his face. Lightly, you caressed his cheek, and let you thumb glide over his lips before pulling him into a soft kiss. He kissed you back immediately, always eager to be close to you in every way. The kiss was gentle, just like his touch, just like him.

I didn’t proof read this :(

I hope this is good. Yearning to be held and loved rn, we can be freaky later.

I’ve read every single Natsuki fic to ever exist, why is Sakadays fandom so dead. Can’t wait for the new season so we can get some new material.

Anyways, I hope you guys like this one, I’ve been in such a writing slump and a reading slump, i’ve been in a life slump tbh.

Court jester Dick Grayson fucks you after a boring royal dinner.

Dick Grayson x Princess reader

"Mmm, you're so tight princess," Drawled the man on top of you, sliding his thick, hard cock into your dripping wet entrance.

You bit your lip and hid your face in the crook of his neck to suppress a moan as he thrust into you slow and deep. You felt his cock throb inside of you as it stretched your tight little pussy.

When you had finally gotton to your room tonight after a boring dinner with some nobility from another kingdom, you found none other than the court jester, and your secret lover waiting for you on your bed. He wasted no time ripping your dress off and throwing you on the bed, depraved of your touch and completely ready to ruin you.

"Mhm- fuck, I really hated th-that perverted adviser staring at you-augh-li-like you were so-some piece of meat," He groaned into your hair, his pace steady but every thrust hitting impossibly deep.

Naturally, being your family's royal jester, Dick had to be at the dinner to entertain everyone, though this time he didn't do many of his acrobatic tricks. He mostly made crude jokes about the visiting kingdom-it makes sense why now.

Your toes curled and nails dug into his back, leaving red scratches. "Augh, Di-dick, its too deep," You cried, closing your eyes and turning your head away from him.

"Shhh-you're o-aauhh-you're okay, you can take it," He cooed, quickening his pace.

You arched your back as your eyes rolled in your head, "Pl-please," You cried, your mind already in a daze.

Dick chuckled as his cock drilled into your tight little hole, "Please what Princess?" He asked, kissing up your neck and jaw, "It hasn't even been five minutes. Don't tell me you're cock drunk already," He breathed, sweat forming on his temples.

Your hips involuntarily rolled to meet his, matching his pace, the pleasure of his cockhead hitting that perfect spot inside you and the pain of the stretch of his giant cock you'd never get used to tearing you apart.

"Pl-please, aaugh, pleeease-g-go harder," You squealed.

He moved up and sat on his knees, "Anything for you, Your Majesty" His hands gripped your hips roughly and he pulled his cock back so only the tip was inside your leaking cunt, and without warning he slammed his length in fully-hard.

Your eyes widened and you let out an obscene moan. Dick tried and failed to hold in a moan as his posture faltered slightly, his body overcome with pleasure.

You gripped his wrists hard, breathing deeply. He stayed there for a moment, not moving, still sheathed inside you, both of your chests rising and falling.

"God, I missed being inside you so much," He groaned, before he suddenly started thrusting inside you again.

His pace was relentless and brutal. With each hard thrust his cock beautifully hit that sweet spot inside your gummy walls that made you grip the sheets so hard your knuckles turned white. The bed shook with the force of his thrusts, the headboard knocking against the wall. Thank goodness it was just your bathroom on the other side.

You arched your back deeper as he thrust into you, neither of you able to form words-him too focused on making you cum, and your own mind gone blank with how good his cock was drilling into you.

One of his hands moved from your hip and grabbed your breast, squeezing. Tears slipped down your face from the pleasure coiling in your gut and the hard grasp of his hand on you soft breast.

He groaned and pinched your nipple before smoothing over it with his thumb-easing the sting. A different kind of pleasure overtook your body each time his finger brushed over your nipple, each stroke of his thumb in tune with the pace of his cock inside you.

"AUGH-" You cried-loud-really loud.

"Shush" He said harshly, his hand on your nipple moving to your neck, and his hand on your hip moving to cover your mouth.

He squeezed your throat lightly, "Fu-fuck-you want someone to hear us princess? Hm? Wanna get caught? The kingdoms perfect little princess getting fucked to tears like the little closet whore she is?" He moaned, thrusting into you impossibly harder. "Fuck-ha-haah." He was getting sloppy now, his thrusts haphazard as he chased his high.

"Diiicckk" You whined under his palm, tears still dropping from your eyes, "I-Im close," You whimpered.

"That's it, atta girl. You wanna cum, princess? Cmon, come all over my cock." He mused, both of his hands around your throat now, tightening his grip.

You nodded your head weakly, unable to even mumble a response.

He moved his right hand and his thumb found your clit. You squirmed at the sensation. The coil in your stomach snapped immediately. With a light flick of his thumb over your sensitive nub you came hard on his cock, your walls clamping impossibly tighter around his massive length.

Your juices coated his cock and mixed with your slick made a mess between you. The erotic juices squirting all over his lower stomach and dripping down his balls, your slick running down your pussy that was still stuffed with his cock and ruining your expensive silk sheets.

Before you could let out a scream his hand covered your mouth again, "Shh. Now be good and help me cum, princess." He groaned on top of you, "Fuuck-ye-yea squeeze me just like that".

Your walls fluttered around his cock as he fucked you through your orgasm. He kept thrusting into you brutally, your squeals and moans of overstimulation muffled under his palm as he kept thrusting into you.

"Haah-i-itss too muuuch," You cried, unintentionally squeezing his cock and pulling him deeper into you.

"Fu-fuck, Im-im so close princess-ah-sh-shit-o-ohh-im cumming. Fuck." He wrapped his arms around you and hid his face in the crook of your neck, sloppily thrusting into your leaking, dripping cunt, "Im cumming-mmm-im cumming, im cumming, im cumming," He whimpered as he finally shot his seed into you.

Your eyes rolled back into your head as you felt the hot ropes of cum fill your pussy up. You could feel your mixed arousal dripping down your used folds and onto the sheets.

He lay on top of you breathing heavily, with his cock still buried deep inside you. Your shaky hands found his hair and tangled in the black locks.

He moved slightly and began kissing up your neck, “That was amazing,” He mumbled against your throat.

You pulled his head up and pulled his lips to yours, catching him in a sweet kiss. He kissed you gently, the contrast compared to how he fucked you just a few moments prior obvious.

You pulled back from the kiss and brushed his hair out of his face, “Can w-“

*KNOCK*KNOCK*KNOCK*

Quick raps on your door made you both freeze.

“Princess are you alright in there?” Came a concerned female voice. It was your first lady in waiting.

“I’m fine! Juts stubbed my toe,” You called out from the bed, Dick still resting on top of you.

“Do you need assistance Your Highness?” She asked.

“I’m fine, go on to bed,” You replied, hoping it’d be enough to get rid of her. Seemingly it was because you heard quiet footsteps retreating down the hallway.

You let out a quiet breath and melted into the bed.

“Told you to be quiet,” Grinned Dick on top of you.

You slapped his chest playfully and then pulled him close to you, “It’s worth getting caught every time,” You sigh.

This is NOT proofread, don’t crucify me.

Jester Dih Grayson is REAL. He didn’t spend all that time in the circus for nothing! Imagine that backstory is cannon to this too.

Jester Dih would’ve ate in Dark Knights of Steel like hello, it’s perfect.

Knight Jason Todd next? 😛

Jason Todd save me.

Nerd Sukuna who hates everyone cant understand why a girl like you would be into him.

Sukuna had never been in love before, he’d never had a girlfriend, or even a situationship let alone had sex. He’d barely ever had a crush before, always too busy studying for the next big test or reading, playing video games, or building legos, and his all around dislike for others didn’t help. He wasnt ugly at all and girls would occasionally approach him, but he was never interested. He didn’t have very many friends either because he refused to socialize, and most people thought him intimidating with his tall height, broad frame, and dark tattoos.

So when you sat next to him in Gothic Literature and actually spoke to him he was beyond shocked. You were all simple tops, colour coordinated notes, and sanrio keychains, so why the fuck were you not only sitting with him, but also discussing how absurdism and dadaism are directly related?

“What?” Sukuna said, looking at you eyes wide.

“I said I thought you’d like dadaism if you’re enjoying Camus,” You said, pointing to Sukuna’s copy of ‘The Plague’ on his little desk table beside his laptop. Sukuna had just briefly grabbed the book out of his bag to find his laptop charger, no one was meant to see the abused copy he read between classes.

“Oh…dad…?dadaism?” He repeated to you, a small blush creeping up his neck. Why was such a pretty girl like you talking to him right now? He just saw Frat president Satoru Gojo trying to chat you up in the hallway before you walked into the class, and you’d swiftly shrugged him off, so why the fuck were you talking to Sukana of all people?

“mmhm,” You interrupted Sukuna’s thoughts, your voice a little shy now, “Like how neo-gothic art relates to gothic literature,” You said, subtly pointing at your professors slides, “Absurdism and dadaism go hand-in-hand”

He stared at you for a moment without saying anything, and you shyly turned away from him, focusing on your ipad in front of you, regretting having said anything at all to him. Why would someone like him know about something like dadaism, you felt stupid for even considering it. He was probably some frat guy with daddy’s money taking this class because he thought it would be an easy grade, not because he actually gave a fuck about literature. That busted copy of The Plague was probably some performative gimmick to appeal to more women. You sank into your seat a little, not knowing whether to be embarrassed or pissed off.

“Uh-sort of like how impressionism and stream of consciousness are similar?” He asked quietly.

You turned to look at him, shock on your face turning into a small smile, “Yea, exactly”

That was the beginning. You religiously sat together in that class and slowly Sukuna opened up to you. He still didn’t understand why you were so insistent on befriending him. He caught multiple men trying to grab your attention almost everyday, but you ignored each one. A foolish voice in his mind told him your pretty smiles and spirals about the absurdism of the human existence were moments reserved only for him, but he shut the thought out the second it entered his mind. You were a beautiful and smart girl, there’s no way you’d settle for someone like him, a lonely recluse with only his mind and books to keep him company.

But day by day, your actions towards him let his mind wander- wander away from his schoolwork, his books, his video games, and the rare time he spent with his few friends, and wander towards you. When with his friends he never mentioned you, he wanted to keep you all to himself even in thought. Each morning you were his first thought and every night you were his last. He didn't know what these feelings were and your insistence on being a constant presence in his life, your casual flirtations, and mystifying mind left him lost.

He didn't realize how down bad he was until he found himself stroking his cock one night, unable to cum. He'd been at for hours, stroking, and edging that lead to nothing, his dick harder than it'd ever been and no release in sight. He thought about just giving up and going to bed when he felt his phone buzz somewhere on the bed. He let out a frustrated groan and reached for it with his free hand, his cock still sitting hard and flushed in his other.

His frustration and annoyance quickly switched to solace when he saw your name pop up on his screen.

'Cafe hopping and book shopping tomorrow?'

He read your text and his eyes instinctively moved to the picture you'd picked out yourself as the contact. Your face pressed up against his, sticking your tongue out as he glared at someone across from you. Sukuna remembered that day clearly, and he remembered how some dimwit was staring at how your tits pressed together in your tank top when you were snapping the selfie on Sukuna’s phone with both your hands.

Sukuna's forgotten cock twitched suddenly, and as if it had a mind of its own his hand slowly started stroking up and down. He swears he didn't consciously do it, but with his eyes locked on your pretty eyes, your cute tongue sticking out of your perfect mouth, your faced pressed up right next to his, and that sinful tank top that really did make your tits look amazing, he felt his hand pumping faster and faster. He bucked his hips into his fist, his eyes squeezed shut, your pretty face and perfect body the only thing on his mind. He gasped and whimpered, he fucking whimpered as he imagined your hand on his cock instead of his own. He imagined how you’d tease him and smile that beautiful smile before licking his tip, he imagined how pretty you’d look taking him in your mouth, and he’d imagine how you’d make him read something by one of the Brontë sisters afterwards because of course you wouldn’t just suck some loser dick unless he was versed in feminist literature. The thought of you dominating him made his eyes roll to the back of his read and finally after hours it was what finally broke him. As he came and his cum spurted out in white ropes over his abs and down his fist, some getting on his phone where your text conversation was still open, he realized he wasn't much better than any other perv that looked at you. The only difference between him and them was that you wanted Sukuna around for some reason.

Shame overcame him suddenly, he felt horrible after that, feeling like he had violated something sacred by jerking off to you. He couldn’t even look at your picture without guilt overtaking him and bile rising in his throat.

So he became hell bent on avoiding you. His cold persona usually reserved for others was now applied to you too. He ignored your texts, walked past you in the halls, stopped waiting for you after class, and worse of all-he picked a different seat in Gothic Literature.

You on the other hand had no clue what was going on, confused beyond belief, and incredibly hurt. Had you said something? Done something? Of course it was too good to be true that a guy who hated everyone else just somehow tolerated you.

Horrible thoughts spiralled in your head as you tried to find out why Sukuna was suddenly avoiding you. You’d rejected and avoided every man that wasn’t him ever since you laid eyes on him the first day of class. And now, to have him avoiding you all of a sudden, it felt like your heart was going to burst in your chest and kiss you slowly. You didn’t even get to tell him how you felt, it was all too incomplete for you.

You sat with your sorrow for about 4 days until you couldn’t take it anymore. Something inside you broke when you locked eyes with the Hello Kitty plush on your bookshelf he’d won for you at an arcade. You grabbed your keys and threw your car in drive.

You rushed into the apartment lobby, crashing into the elevator and hit the button for the top floor. All around the elevator your reflection started back at you-your expression murderous, your eyes dark with circles due to the past sleepless nights all because of stupid, Sukuna who sucked at communicating.

You walked out of the elevator and angrily rapped on Sukuna’s door. After a few seconds of shuffling on the other side and the lock clicking you were met with Sukuna’s shocked expression and red, puffy eyes.

Had he been crying? Whatever, it didn’t matter. You were here to confront him, to ask him why he suddenly wanted to act like you didn’t exist.

“Wh-what are you doing here,” He asked quietly, his voice hoarse.

“I came to talk to you “ Your voice was surprisingly calm, “Why have you been avoiding me? Did I do something? Say something?” You asked.

He looked at you for a moment with his teary eyes and then looked down, “You didn’t do anything,” He said, placing a hand on the doorknob to balance himself.

“Then what the fuck is your problem?” You say, voice rising as you step into his apartment, “You were perfectly fine one day and then suddenly you stop responding to my texts, you don’t wanna go out anymore, and don’t even sit beside me in class anymore?”

“It’s nothing, ju-just don’t worry about it, go home,” He said, a little firmer now.

“Go home?” You asked, beyond offended, “I’m not just gonna go home. You don’t get to push me away Sukuna, you’re gonna stand here and listen to what I have to say. I’ve avoided every man that has approached me this semester all because I wanted you and you just wanna cut me off without explanation?”

Sukuna looked at you, confusion and some other emotion you couldnt quite pin on his face, “Why would you avoid other men for me?” He asked quietly, afraid of your answer, hoping in his heart you’d say what he thought you meant, but another part of him refusing to believe it could ever be true.

“Because I want you! How dense can you be? For someone so good with physics and literature you’re horrible with feelings! It’s because I like you, it’s because I want you, it’s because you mean a lot to me, and” You didn’t realize how loud your voice had gotten, you spoke softer now, realizing you’d just exposed yourself, “and because I hoped you felt the same too,” You turned your face away from him, not wanting to see his reaction. Your face burned with embarrassment, you hadn’t planned on telling him, but your heart felt slightly lighter, a weight eased off a little.

Sukuna stood in front of you breathless, clenching his jaw hard enough to make a few veins pop out on his face. “Wh-why,” He whispered.

“It’s nothing, just forget I said anything,” You said, hiding the tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

“Wait,” Sukuna quickly grabbed your wrist, pulling you too him. You two stood toe to toe, staring into each others eyes.

He swallowed and opened his mouth, “I feel the same,”

You looked up at him with your eyebrows furrowed. You were completely expecting a rejection from him, but… he feels the same way. Oh he feels the same way!

“I’m sorry I was av-“ You didn’t let him finish. You grabbed the neckline of his hoodie and gripped the nape of his neck and pulled his lips to yours.

Sukana let out a surprised breath against your mouth before melting into your kiss. You pulled his body flush to yours as your lips guided his through their passionate waltz.

His hands finally moved to your waist, just his fingertips gently touching you, afraid you’d vanish out of his grasp if he made one wrong move.

The memory of him jerking off to you suddenly filled his brain, making him pull back from the kiss quickly.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, rubbing a hand up and down his bicep.

“Um it’s nothing,” He blushed, looking away, “I just don’t know-I don’t know how to kiss.” Wow…was that the only excuse he could come up with? Sukuna didn’t know how to kiss, it wasn’t a lie, but it sure was kind of embarrassing to admit, especially to you right now.

You smiled, “Cmon, I’ll show you,” You said, pushing him towards his coach.

Oh was Sukuna in for an eventful evening.

Anyone who dares challenge the Nerd!Sukuna agenda is getting excommunicated.

We all need a sexy nerd who hates everyone except us. Manifesting for us all dw!

I hope this is good, I feel iffy about it, but I always feel iffy about everything i do ngl, how do I fix this.

Dadaism is so funny to me cause like why did you give this political art movement such a funny little name-it’s fitting I guess.

I’ll add smut to the next one dw, I didn’t wanna make this one too long.

The artist for the second picture is @ Aliyartss on instagram! I’m not sure who the artist for the first pic is pls don’t crucify me.

Patching up Natsuki when he comes home hurt leads to shower sex.

You lay in your bed alone, unable to fall asleep. Natsuki was supposed to be home over an hour ago but still hadn’t shown up. It didn’t help that he wasn’t answering your texts either.

You tried not to worry too much because it wasn’t particularly odd for your boyfriend to come late or be so engrossed in his work that he couldn’t respond right away. But something felt off today. Usually you’d fall asleep soundly if he was going to be late, but tonight you were wide awake, your mind uneasy for some reason.

You reached over to your nightstand to grab your phone when you heard the front door click open. The door clicked shut a second later and a small thud sounded, followed by a hiss and some curses. You recognized your boyfriend’s monotone voice immediately.

“Be careful! You’re gonna wake her up,” Came another voice-Mafuyu. It wasn’t uncommon for your boyfriends younger brother to spend some nights in your guest room when he got tired of JCC dorms, but he wasn’t one to show up in the middle of the night unannounced.

You got out of bed and flipped the lights in the living room on. When your eyes adjusted to the bright light you immediately panicked, “Natsu are you okay!?” You cried, running up to your boyfriend.

Natsuki was leaning on Mafuyu, barely able to walk on his own. His face was covered in scratches and you could see a bruise beginning to form on his cheekbone. When you got to his side your panic grew, “Natsu is that your blood?!” You asked, seeing dark, wet stains all over his navy invisibility suit.

“Not all of it,” He replied quietly, offering you a small smile, then suddenly doubling over and wincing in pain.

“My bathroom Mafuyu,” You called to the younger brother, throwing Natsukis free arm over your shoulder and dragging him to the bathroom in your bedroom.

You switched the bathroom light on and with help from Mafuyu gently placed Natsuki on the edge of the bathtub. Natsuki let out a groan and clutched his side as his body hit the porcelain.

“You got this right?” Mafuyu asked, not waiting for an answer, “I’m gonna use your shower, this is so unsanitary” He said as he sped out to the other bathroom.

You turned your attention back to your boyfriend who was breathing heavily, “Natsu what happened?” You asked while grabbing the first aid kit from under the sink.

“Ugh-so-some guys broke into the JCC, an-and they set off a bomb,” He could barely get the words out, “I got caught trying to get Mafuyu out.”

“How did you get that bruise on your face?” You ask, kneeling in front him and placing the first aid kit beside him.

“Altercation with some goon at the exit.” He replied.

You frowned as you unzipped the navy blue jacket of his suit. Your breath caught as the jacket fell into the tub behind him. Natsuki’s black shirt under was soaked in blood. He hissed as you pulled the fabric over his head, “Baby that stiings,” He whined, his face contorting in pain and knuckles turning white as he gripped the tub.

You threw the shirt into the tub with his jacket. After taking a good look at his torso you relaxed a little. He was covered in a lot of blood but there was only one manageable gash in his side. You gently pressed a cloth over the wound and made him hold the fabric tightly to his side.

You quickly grabbed a clean cloth and rubbing alcohol, “This is gonna hurt baby,” You murmured.

Your boyfriend removed the cloth from his side and instinctively gripped your shoulders and doubled over in pain as you poured the liquid over the gash, “Ohh-fuuck,” He breathed out, his head falling to your shoulder.

“Shh, it’s all done,” You cooed, wiping the blood off his lean frame. The cloth glided over the soft ridges of his abs that were always hidden under the heavy invisibility suit and moved up and down his torso as you made sure to wipe every inch of his skin clean of blood.

You absent-mindedly caressed his skin, wishing you could take the pain away as easily as the blood washed away, “I wish you were more careful. I hate seeing you put yourself in danger,” You said quietly.

You led his hand back to the gash to once again hold the open wound as you prepared to stitch the gash shut. He looked down at you, his head light and spinning from the blood loss. You sat perched like an angel on your knees in front of him, so perfect, so caring. Natsuki felt his face burning up as he continued to stare at you as you prepared a needle and surgical suture. Your toes perched under you curled in concentration, and your back curved as you leaned over the thread meant to stitch him back together.

Natsuki couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Your hair so silky and soft, with your brows furrowed and biting your lip in concentration, your soft breasts he was definitely going to sleep on tonight. He was enamoured by the fact that you were doing this all for him, that you actually cared for him. Your fingers covered in his blood, your face flushed with panic, and your breathing still slightly ragged, all because he was hurt.

You lightly rested your hand on his knee after you finally got the suture in the needle, “Baby, there’s no numbing cream, this is really going to hurt,” You warned, caressing his thigh to comfort him.

“It’s ok,” Natsuki breathed out, slightly snapping out of his dazed state. He was already in so much pain, a few stitches shouldn’t be too bad.

You removed the cloth and his hand from the gash and inserted the needle in his skin. Natsuki’s hand dug into the back of your shirt and the other gripped the edge of the tub as you weaved the needle through his skin. He let out ragged breaths and groans as the needle closed the gash.

“Shh. All done baby, all done. You did so good,” You cooed, closing off the stitches.

Natsuki loosed his grip in your shirt but didn’t let go as you wrapped his torso in gauze. He felt butterflies in his stomach at the praise you gave him.

“There you go baby, all done,” You said, reaching up to caress his cheek. He let out a long, tired breath, melting into your touch.

“That wants too bad right? Im sorry if I hurt you” You said, pulling back slightly to look at his flushed face.

He looked at you with tired, hazed eyes, those three pretty moles sitting perfectly under his eyes. You leaned into him and gave him a small peck on the lips. Natsuki reached for you and took your lips on his again, moving his mouth slowly against yours, as much as the pain in his body would allow.

You pulled back again, “Cmon, let’s get you changed and in bed,” You said quietly, smoothing the hair out of his face.

“In a minute,” He whined, pulling you closer so you sat between his legs. He wrapped his arms around you and leaned down to kiss you again. As your body pressed against his you felt something hard rubbing on your ribs.

You broke the kiss and caught your breath, “Don’t tell me getting stitched up made you get hard Natsu,” You smiled, teasing your boyfriend. Your hand slowly inched down to his thighs and then laid flat over his boner.

“The girl doing the stitching is what got me hard” He groaned lightly bucking his hips up to create some friction with your still hand.

“Get your ass in the shower Natsu,” You stood up and got Natsuki to his feet. You helped unzip his pants and threw them in the tub with the rest of the invisibility suit, and then dragged his boxers down too. Immediately his cock sprung out landing against his stomach, flushed and already leaking pre.

Natsuki groaned and you gulped looking away from his delicious cock as you led him into the shower. He leaned against the cold marble wall as you turned the water on, “Join me?” He asked, “I’m still hurt you know, I need my pretty girl to help me,” He pouted, slightly joking and slightly serious.

You smiled sweetly at him and pulled your shirt over your head, your perfect tits falling free. Natsuki stared at you wide eyed, his eyes glued to the soft mounds on your chest. You threw the shirt somewhere and then took your shorts and panties off in one go, leaving them on the ground as you walked into the shower.

You pushed Natsuki to the back of the shower and out of the water so his gauze wouldn’t get wet. Grabbing a loofah lathered in your rose scented body wash you turned to your boyfriend, who was gripping your waist to keep himself balanced.

You gently cleaned the remaining blood off his skin, letting some water wash away the soap, careful not to get his wound wet.

“Baby-“ Natsuki whined in your ear, “I need you. So so bad” He breathed out lowly.

You looked down between your two bodies and saw his cock impossibly harder, the water making his pre leak down his cock and thighs. “Oh, baby,” You cooed, getting on your knees on the hard, tiled floor. You dropped the loofah on the shower floor and quickly pecked his tip. Natsuki threw his arms to either side of the shower to balance himself and keep him steady.

You giggled lightly before taking his thick cock in both your hands, slowly pumping up and down. Natsuki groaned, “Fuuuck. Just like that baby. Oh-oooh” His body leaned forward but he quickly straightened back up when the gash in his side flared up, eliciting a hiss from him.

You gently took his tip in your mouth, sucking the flushed head and lapping at the pre cum before gently taking as much of his big cock you could into your mouth, your hands circling around what didn’t fit. One of Natsuki’s hands tangled in your hair, just resting and anchoring himself.

You began sucking slowly, bobbing your head up and down, gradually getting faster. Natsuki shook slightly above you, groaning and letting out the occasional whimper.

“Ahh-wai-baby wait,” He breathed out, “Baby I wanna be inside you, please,” He said, pulling your head away from his cock.

“Baby you’re hurt. What if your stitches rip open?” You frowned, still massaging his cock in your hands as you stared up at him with your pretty eyes.

Your boyfriend slowly lowered himself to the shower floor in front of you, leaning against the shower wall. You looked at him perplexed until he grabbed your wrists and pulled you onto his lap, his cock lined up right at your entrance. “Just sit on it, please,” He begged, “We can go slow, please, I just need to feel you so bad,” He was whining now, his hands gripping your waist as if he might die if you didn’t sit on his cock immediately.

You thought for a moment, gliding your glistening, wet folds back fourth over his length quietly contemplating. You made up your mind quickly and slowly sank down on his flushed cock. You both moaned as you fully lowered yourself onto him, both of you hip to hip, “Yes, ahh yes yes yes,” He moaned, throwing his head back.

Slowly, you began moving your hips back and forth, your hands coming to rest on his shoulders and your eyes locked on his wound to make sure it stayed stitched up.

You bit your lip, the feeling of his cock inside you stretching you so good. Each grind of your hips had the head of his length grazing that spot inside of you that made your body shudder and the coil in your core tighten. You looked up at and him and your eyes locked with his watery eyes blown wide in pleasure. He threw his head back, his mouth open in a silent ‘o’ as you moved in slow circles.

Your eyes widened and you let out a soft mewl as you felt his thumb on your clit, rubbing small circles over your sensitive bud. Your thighs tightened around his legs and your pussy clenched his cock.

“Ahh-ye-yes, squeeze me just like that,” He breathed out, voice shaking and ragged.

Your back arched as you felt your orgasm building with every touch of his tip that hit your cervix and every rub of his thumb on your clit, all while fucking him slowly as to not hurt him. Your right hand moved from his shoulder and tangled into his hair as you leaned in to kiss him, pressing your plump lips to his. Your lips moved in time with your hips, your bodies in perfect harmony, your mouths swallowing each other’s moans as you both got closer and closer.

“Baby-“ He moaned, “I-Im so-so close-aahh,” His eyes shut as you left wet, open mouthed kisses on his jaw and down his neck, your hands lightly trailing down his chest. “B-baby i-i’m gonna cu-cum,” He breathed out from beneath you, his eyes glazed over and his face completely fucked out as he looked up at you, his face wet and dark hair, damp, sticking to his forehead.

“Cum for me baby-ahh, come inside me Natsu,” You moaned, caressing his cheek, now lightly bouncing on his thick length. Your eyes rolled back, the pleasure from his cock stretching you so good, hitting you so deep, and his thumb still rubbing your clit like it was his sacred duty.

“Fuuuck-aughh” Natsuki whimpered under you as he came undone. He threw his head back and shot his seed into your pussy, crying out your name.

The coil in your core finally snapped as you felt his warm ropes of cum fill your pretty pussy up. The arch in your back deepened as you came with a quiet cry, your liquids mixing with his cum and gushing out of you and on to his abs and thighs. Your pussy clamped down on his cock, your walls spasming around his length, milking every last drop of cum out of him.

“Baby,” He whined under you, gripping your hips hard. He looked at you with teary eyes, his body shaking as your pussy overstimulated him. You didn’t realize you were still grinding on his cock until his hands planted you firmly in one spot, stopping you from moving.

You stared into each other’s eyes for a moment as you came down from your highs and caught your breaths. Slowly you leaned down and caught his lips with your own, kissing him softly.

He pulled away from the kiss slowly and cupped your face in both hands, “Thanks for always taking such good care of me,” He whispered, his voice almost lost among the echos of the water hitting the tiled floor.

You smiled at him sweetly, leaning into his touch, “Of course, that’s what you do when you love someone,”

He pulled you close to him, dropping his head to the crook of your neck as his arms wrapped around your bare waist. In turn you wrapped your arms around his neck, leaving small kisses along his jaw and the corners of his mouth, “Cmon, let’s patch up that bruise on your face and get you bed,” You said, still kissing him, still sitting on top of him with his cock buried deep inside you. His cum leaking out of your pussy and his bandaged torso proof of your devotion to one another.

Fic number two for my man yessss!

Thank you sm for the love on the first one guys, you really inspired me to keep writing. I’m ngl I was gonna go ghost after that first one but thanks to you guys I found a will to live again lowkey, thank you!

I hope you like this one, it’s longer than I would have liked but hopefully you enjoy it!

Riding Natsuki Until He Cries

“ahh-fuuck, you piss me off so bad Natsu” You moaned while bouncing on your boyfriends dick.

“haa-i-im sorry, pl-fuck-please baby” He begged from underneath you, his strong fingers digging into your hips.

Natsuki had been working late hours the past few weeks, spending all his time at the JCC. You barely saw your boyfriend anymore and it was starting to get to you. Sure you had friends to go out with in his stead, but you were so sexually pent up. You needed him inside of you so badly you thought you’d explode if you couldn’t get your hands on him soon. And so, when Natsuki finally came home early today, after WEEKS, you took your chance and pounced on him the second he walked in through the door. It didn’t take any convincing on your part because he instantly melted into your kiss and put up no struggle when you pulled his pants off. Hell, he ripped your clothes off like a man starved. So, here you are now, grinding on his cock, taking weeks of sexual frustration out on him.

Your pussy leaked slick across his length and mixed with his precum slid down his balls, creating a bigger mess on the sheets below you two with each movement. Your eyes rolled back each time you slammed back down onto his cock, getting stretched so good you could see the bulge in your stomach when you looked down. It didn’t help that his moans and whimpers kept get louder beneath you, begging for you to slow down.

“baby- pl-please slow down” He whined, squeezing his eyes shut, “fu-fuck i’m so close-haah-baby i’m so close” His hands shook against your hips, his eyes fluttering and rolling back into his head, his body overtaken by pleasure. Poor boy didn’t even have time to masterbate with how busy he was, all these weeks involuntarily celibate made him so sensitive for you.

You slowed down a little, suddenly feeling bad and started grinding back and forth idly, catching your breath and giving him a small break, “Sorry baby,” You replied, reaching for his face with one hand to push back the hair stuck slick with sweat from his forehead, “You feel so good Natsu I can’t help it” You cooed, holding his face in your hand and caressing his cheek with your thumb. He leaned into your touch, breathing shallowly.

You gradually picked up your pace again, grinding back and forth on his cock, getting faster and faster, one hand still on his cheek and the other on his chest.

He looked up at you with widened and watery eyes, pleasure, desperation, lust, and love swimming in them all at once. You clenched your sweet cunt at the sight of him so desperate for you and Natsuki couldn’t even moan anymore, he just squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back into the silk covered pillow, digging his digits into your hips.

“Haah- Natsuu” You whined, moaning his name as he jerked his hips into your pussy, pushing himself impossibly deeper into you, making the stomach bulge even more prominent. You threw your head back, overtaken by pleasure when suddenly you felt one of his hands shift and his thumb move to your clit. You gasped and looked down, his head was still thrown back but he pulled himself together enough to make sure you felt just as good as he did. You bit your lip at the gesture, feeling impossibly more turned on and picked up your pace, grinding even faster.

The pace of his thumb on your sensitive numb faltered slightly as he moaned your name, “I’m so close baby-fuuuck-ca-can i please-can i cum inside-pl-please” He whined, abandoning your clit and gripping your hips harder than before.

“Yes baby, yes yes yes. Come inside me baby, fill me up,” You cried, grinding frantically on top of him.

Your words were his breaking point. He came hard, moaning your name like a prayer, orgasm crashing over him in waves as he threw his head back and jerked his hips up into you. You opened your eyes and saw tears slip down his cheeks just as you felt him spill his cum inside of you, and that sent you over right after him. The knot in your stomach finally snapped as you squirted all over him, your shared arousal soaking his abs, thighs, and balls. Your tight walls spasmed around his cock, milking every last drop of cum from him.

You slowly grinded down on him as you both came down from your highs, slowly fucking yourselves through your shared orgasms.

You both started into each others eyes as you caught your breaths. Your hands went to his face and wiped his tears away, smiling at his flushed, fucked out face.

“You need to stop spending so much time at work,” You say, laying on top of him, his cock still buried deep inside you, his cum slowly trickling down between the two of you and onto the silk sheets. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you rested your head on his chest and like muscle memory his arms wrapped around you, moving his hands in soothing motions over your skin.

“I’ll book some time off,” He said quietly, breathing in your shampoo as your hair tickled his jaw.

You moved slightly to look up at him. His mused hair, watery eyes, the 3 moles under them that you adored so much, his flushed face, and his pretty mouth. You leaned in and softly pecked him, pulling back to look at him again.

Natsuki quickly tangled his hand into your hair and crashed your lips together, sloppily kissing you. Spit dripped down your chins, down your jaws and onto your bare chests as you mouths danced together in a passionate dance.

You pulled away slightly to catch your breath, “Round two? We have weeks to make up for”

First fic guys I’m so scared.

Highkey prepared for this to flop because my husband Natsuki is not appreciated enough. Didn’t see enough fics for my man so I took matters into my own hands.

Please don’t be mean, it’s the middle of the night and i’m half awake, ts is not proofread.

Hope this is at least a teeny tiny bit enjoyable!