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[nanamitaaa]

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[nanamitaaa]

kidnapper!toji really does love you 18+ | DDDNE! sort of dubcon, slight plot, piv, breeding, praise, pet names

۶ৎ

you didn't have any proof, but you knew everybody else hated you.

in a world where your worth was determined by your skillset and your will to live, you got lucky. and nobody else could stand it, because their scathing looks and seething insults were all you heard from the outside world.

freeloader.

useless.

whore.

that last one stung only because it was true. after all, toji fushiguro, leader of the last major remaining camp only kept you around for one reason. and it wasn't for your hunting prowess or your berry-gathering skills like the rest of the women.

no, the only purpose the head had for you was the slice of heaven tucked away between your thighs. and you were always made sorely aware of that.

but they were wrong. you did have a job—to keep him happy and satisfied. because if he was happy and satisfied, he wasn't ransacking innocent towns and raiding other camps recklessly because his hands were itching to do something.

right now, his fingers were knuckle deep inside your sopping cunt, calloused pads rubbing against your gummy walls. a groan tore through his tense body, collapsed half-way over your writhing legs, hands fixed in the sheets.

"fuck, you're soaked," he groaned, voice strained with barely restrained lust. "is this all for me, baby? is this pretty little pussy all hot and bothered because of me?"

"mmhm," you whined, your voice pitching higher, "please don't—please don't stop, please—"

"not stopping, baby," he chuckled, brushing wisps of hair from your face. "where do you want it?"

you opened your mouth to answer him, but the sound of your own moan cut you off when his fingers firmly circled your throbbing clit. you let your head fall back onto the bed, let him press messy kisses up and down the column of your neck.

toji dragged his other hand further down. "yeah, baby?” he murmured into your neck, dipping them between your folds. “this where y’need me?”

you nodded frantically. "need it—"

your mind was fuzzy, still syrupy and dripping—it didn't fully register what he was doing, not until he climbed back over you, bed creaking under his weight. his hard cock brushed your thigh, hot velvet that seared the inside of your leg. warm precum smeared your flesh.

"tell me what y'want," he mused, "pretty girl."

you squirmed under him, hips coming off the wrinkled bedsheets.

“no, use your words, sweetheart. tell me what y’want," he repeated.

“you, toji, please—want you. please, please, please—”

“good girl," he praised, wrapping his other hand around himself, dragging the crown of his cock along the seam of your glistening folds. he coated himself in your slippery slick until he was glistening with it, and then he rolled his hips, slow, working himself into you.

your lips parted—only jerky breaths, pathetic little pants.

toji leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours. “always so fuckin’ sweet to me.” his voice was low, rough, eyes meeting yours in the navy glow of moonlight through the window. "that’s it, doll. good fuckin’ girl.”

you melted around him. he pressed his lips against yours, deep and slow, almost sweet and tender. but toji wasn't a sweet man. he broke away, his lips hovering right over yours as he pushed his hips forward, bottoming out inside you.

with a sharp gasp, your hands grasped at his shoulders until your stomach felt hot and full. “that’s it, baby," he crooned, drawing his hips back, then driving them right back into you. he grasped your right ankle and tossed it over his shoulder, giving himself a better angle to fuck into you.

a loud cry tore from the back of your throat. “toji!”

toji grinned in the darkness. he always liked hearing you scream his name.

his hand settled on the leg that was over his shoulder, your thigh already quivering. “you gonna be a real good girl and gimme another one?”

"toji, i—fuck, ngh, i’m gonna cu—”

you're cut off once again as toji slipped his hand between your thighs, fingers firmly rubbing your clit. your eyes fluttered shut, memorizing the image of his lazy grin beaming down at you.

"that's it," he coaxed, "c'mon, doll. be a good girl and cum on my cock—”

you cum, crying his name, crumbling into a whimpering, quivering mess into his arms. the gentle flutter of your eyelashes was all he needed before he spilled his load, shooting thick ropes of warm cum into your warm heat until white leaked, slowly dribbling down the insides of your trembling thighs.

after a minute, he brushed a kiss to your neck before mumbling, “my sweet girl. love you s'much.”

and you were so far gone, you were starting to believe him.

۶ৎ

i remember reading a joel miller raider fanfiction on here once, and it was something like this. if anyone finds the link, please share!

[nanamitaaa]

kidnapper!toji really does love you 18+ | DDDNE! sort of dubcon, slight plot, piv, breeding, praise, pet names

۶ৎ

you didn't have any proof, but you knew everybody else hated you.

in a world where your worth was determined by your skillset and your will to live, you got lucky. and nobody else could stand it, because their scathing looks and seething insults were all you heard from the outside world.

freeloader.

useless.

whore.

that last one stung only because it was true. after all, toji fushiguro, leader of the last major remaining camp only kept you around for one reason. and it wasn't for your hunting prowess or your berry-gathering skills like the rest of the women.

no, the only purpose the head had for you was the slice of heaven tucked away between your thighs. and you were always made sorely aware of that.

but they were wrong. you did have a job—to keep him happy and satisfied. because if he was happy and satisfied, he wasn't ransacking innocent towns and raiding other camps recklessly because his hands were itching to do something.

right now, his fingers were knuckle deep inside your sopping cunt, calloused pads rubbing against your gummy walls. a groan tore through his tense body, collapsed half-way over your writhing legs, hands fixed in the sheets.

"fuck, you're soaked," he groaned, voice strained with barely restrained lust. "is this all for me, baby? is this pretty little pussy all hot and bothered because of me?"

"mmhm," you whined, your voice pitching higher, "please don't—please don't stop, please—"

"not stopping, baby," he chuckled, brushing wisps of hair from your face. "where do you want it?"

you opened your mouth to answer him, but the sound of your own moan cut you off when his fingers firmly circled your throbbing clit. you let your head fall back onto the bed, let him press messy kisses up and down the column of your neck.

toji dragged his other hand further down. "yeah, baby?” he murmured into your neck, dipping them between your folds. “this where y’need me?”

you nodded frantically. "need it—"

your mind was fuzzy, still syrupy and dripping—it didn't fully register what he was doing, not until he climbed back over you, bed creaking under his weight. his hard cock brushed your thigh, hot velvet that seared the inside of your leg. warm precum smeared your flesh.

"tell me what y'want," he mused, "pretty girl."

you squirmed under him, hips coming off the wrinkled bedsheets.

“no, use your words, sweetheart. tell me what y’want," he repeated.

“you, toji, please—want you. please, please, please—”

“good girl," he praised, wrapping his other hand around himself, dragging the crown of his cock along the seam of your glistening folds. he coated himself in your slippery slick until he was glistening with it, and then he rolled his hips, slow, working himself into you.

your lips parted—only jerky breaths, pathetic little pants.

toji leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours. “always so fuckin’ sweet to me.” his voice was low, rough, eyes meeting yours in the navy glow of moonlight through the window. "that’s it, doll. good fuckin’ girl.”

you melted around him. he pressed his lips against yours, deep and slow, almost sweet and tender. but toji wasn't a sweet man. he broke away, his lips hovering right over yours as he pushed his hips forward, bottoming out inside you.

with a sharp gasp, your hands grasped at his shoulders until your stomach felt hot and full. “that’s it, baby," he crooned, drawing his hips back, then driving them right back into you. he grasped your right ankle and tossed it over his shoulder, giving himself a better angle to fuck into you.

a loud cry tore from the back of your throat. “toji!”

toji grinned in the darkness. he always liked hearing you scream his name.

his hand settled on the leg that was over his shoulder, your thigh already quivering. “you gonna be a real good girl and gimme another one?”

"toji, i—fuck, ngh, i’m gonna cu—”

you're cut off once again as toji slipped his hand between your thighs, fingers firmly rubbing your clit. your eyes fluttered shut, memorizing the image of his lazy grin beaming down at you.

"that's it," he coaxed, "c'mon, doll. be a good girl and cum on my cock—”

you cum, crying his name, crumbling into a whimpering, quivering mess into his arms. the gentle flutter of your eyelashes was all he needed before he spilled his load, shooting thick ropes of warm cum into your warm heat until white leaked, slowly dribbling down the insides of your trembling thighs.

after a minute, he brushed a kiss to your neck before mumbling, “my sweet girl. love you s'much.”

and you were so far gone, you were starting to believe him.

۶ৎ

i remember reading a joel miller raider fanfiction on here once, and it was something like this. if anyone finds the link, please share!

[nanamitaaa]

kidnapper!toji really does love you 18+ | DDDNE! sort of dubcon, slight plot, piv, breeding, praise, pet names

۶ৎ

you didn't have any proof, but you knew everybody else hated you.

in a world where your worth was determined by your skillset and your will to live, you got lucky. and nobody else could stand it, because their scathing looks and seething insults were all you heard from the outside world.

freeloader.

useless.

whore.

that last one stung only because it was true. after all, toji fushiguro, leader of the last major remaining camp only kept you around for one reason. and it wasn't for your hunting prowess or your berry-gathering skills like the rest of the women.

no, the only purpose the head had for you was the slice of heaven tucked away between your thighs. and you were always made sorely aware of that.

but they were wrong. you did have a job—to keep him happy and satisfied. because if he was happy and satisfied, he wasn't ransacking innocent towns and raiding other camps recklessly because his hands were itching to do something.

right now, his fingers were knuckle deep inside your sopping cunt, calloused pads rubbing against your gummy walls. a groan tore through his tense body, collapsed half-way over your writhing legs, hands fixed in the sheets.

"fuck, you're soaked," he groaned, voice strained with barely restrained lust. "is this all for me, baby? is this pretty little pussy all hot and bothered because of me?"

"mmhm," you whined, your voice pitching higher, "please don't—please don't stop, please—"

"not stopping, baby," he chuckled, brushing wisps of hair from your face. "where do you want it?"

you opened your mouth to answer him, but the sound of your own moan cut you off when his fingers firmly circled your throbbing clit. you let your head fall back onto the bed, let him press messy kisses up and down the column of your neck.

toji dragged his other hand further down. "yeah, baby?” he murmured into your neck, dipping them between your folds. “this where y’need me?”

you nodded frantically. "need it—"

your mind was fuzzy, still syrupy and dripping—it didn't fully register what he was doing, not until he climbed back over you, bed creaking under his weight. his hard cock brushed your thigh, hot velvet that seared the inside of your leg. warm precum smeared your flesh.

"tell me what y'want," he mused, "pretty girl."

you squirmed under him, hips coming off the wrinkled bedsheets.

“no, use your words, sweetheart. tell me what y’want," he repeated.

“you, toji, please—want you. please, please, please—”

“good girl," he praised, wrapping his other hand around himself, dragging the crown of his cock along the seam of your glistening folds. he coated himself in your slippery slick until he was glistening with it, and then he rolled his hips, slow, working himself into you.

your lips parted—only jerky breaths, pathetic little pants.

toji leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours. “always so fuckin’ sweet to me.” his voice was low, rough, eyes meeting yours in the navy glow of moonlight through the window. "that’s it, doll. good fuckin’ girl.”

you melted around him. he pressed his lips against yours, deep and slow, almost sweet and tender. but toji wasn't a sweet man. he broke away, his lips hovering right over yours as he pushed his hips forward, bottoming out inside you.

with a sharp gasp, your hands grasped at his shoulders until your stomach felt hot and full. “that’s it, baby," he crooned, drawing his hips back, then driving them right back into you. he grasped your right ankle and tossed it over his shoulder, giving himself a better angle to fuck into you.

a loud cry tore from the back of your throat. “toji!”

toji grinned in the darkness. he always liked hearing you scream his name.

his hand settled on the leg that was over his shoulder, your thigh already quivering. “you gonna be a real good girl and gimme another one?”

"toji, i—fuck, ngh, i’m gonna cu—”

you're cut off once again as toji slipped his hand between your thighs, fingers firmly rubbing your clit. your eyes fluttered shut, memorizing the image of his lazy grin beaming down at you.

"that's it," he coaxed, "c'mon, doll. be a good girl and cum on my cock—”

you cum, crying his name, crumbling into a whimpering, quivering mess into his arms. the gentle flutter of your eyelashes was all he needed before he spilled his load, shooting thick ropes of warm cum into your warm heat until white leaked, slowly dribbling down the insides of your trembling thighs.

after a minute, he brushed a kiss to your neck before mumbling, “my sweet girl. love you s'much.”

and you were so far gone, you were starting to believe him.

۶ৎ

i remember reading a joel miller raider fanfiction on here once, and it was something like this. if anyone finds the link, please share!

[nanamitaaa]

kidnapper!toji really does love you 18+ | DDDNE! sort of dubcon, slight plot, piv, breeding, praise, pet names

۶ৎ

you didn't have any proof, but you knew everybody else hated you.

in a world where your worth was determined by your skillset and your will to live, you got lucky. and nobody else could stand it, because their scathing looks and seething insults were all you heard from the outside world.

freeloader.

useless.

whore.

that last one stung only because it was true. after all, toji fushiguro, leader of the last major remaining camp only kept you around for one reason. and it wasn't for your hunting prowess or your berry-gathering skills like the rest of the women.

no, the only purpose the head had for you was the slice of heaven tucked away between your thighs. and you were always made sorely aware of that.

but they were wrong. you did have a job—to keep him happy and satisfied. because if he was happy and satisfied, he wasn't ransacking innocent towns and raiding other camps recklessly because his hands were itching to do something.

right now, his fingers were knuckle deep inside your sopping cunt, calloused pads rubbing against your gummy walls. a groan tore through his tense body, collapsed half-way over your writhing legs, hands fixed in the sheets.

"fuck, you're soaked," he groaned, voice strained with barely restrained lust. "is this all for me, baby? is this pretty little pussy all hot and bothered because of me?"

"mmhm," you whined, your voice pitching higher, "please don't—please don't stop, please—"

"not stopping, baby," he chuckled, brushing wisps of hair from your face. "where do you want it?"

you opened your mouth to answer him, but the sound of your own moan cut you off when his fingers firmly circled your throbbing clit. you let your head fall back onto the bed, let him press messy kisses up and down the column of your neck.

toji dragged his other hand further down. "yeah, baby?” he murmured into your neck, dipping them between your folds. “this where y’need me?”

you nodded frantically. "need it—"

your mind was fuzzy, still syrupy and dripping—it didn't fully register what he was doing, not until he climbed back over you, bed creaking under his weight. his hard cock brushed your thigh, hot velvet that seared the inside of your leg. warm precum smeared your flesh.

"tell me what y'want," he mused, "pretty girl."

you squirmed under him, hips coming off the wrinkled bedsheets.

“no, use your words, sweetheart. tell me what y’want," he repeated.

“you, toji, please—want you. please, please, please—”

“good girl," he praised, wrapping his other hand around himself, dragging the crown of his cock along the seam of your glistening folds. he coated himself in your slippery slick until he was glistening with it, and then he rolled his hips, slow, working himself into you.

your lips parted—only jerky breaths, pathetic little pants.

toji leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours. “always so fuckin’ sweet to me.” his voice was low, rough, eyes meeting yours in the navy glow of moonlight through the window. "that’s it, doll. good fuckin’ girl.”

you melted around him. he pressed his lips against yours, deep and slow, almost sweet and tender. but toji wasn't a sweet man. he broke away, his lips hovering right over yours as he pushed his hips forward, bottoming out inside you.

with a sharp gasp, your hands grasped at his shoulders until your stomach felt hot and full. “that’s it, baby," he crooned, drawing his hips back, then driving them right back into you. he grasped your right ankle and tossed it over his shoulder, giving himself a better angle to fuck into you.

a loud cry tore from the back of your throat. “toji!”

toji grinned in the darkness. he always liked hearing you scream his name.

his hand settled on the leg that was over his shoulder, your thigh already quivering. “you gonna be a real good girl and gimme another one?”

"toji, i—fuck, ngh, i’m gonna cu—”

you're cut off once again as toji slipped his hand between your thighs, fingers firmly rubbing your clit. your eyes fluttered shut, memorizing the image of his lazy grin beaming down at you.

"that's it," he coaxed, "c'mon, doll. be a good girl and cum on my cock—”

you cum, crying his name, crumbling into a whimpering, quivering mess into his arms. the gentle flutter of your eyelashes was all he needed before he spilled his load, shooting thick ropes of warm cum into your warm heat until white leaked, slowly dribbling down the insides of your trembling thighs.

after a minute, he brushed a kiss to your neck before mumbling, “my sweet girl. love you s'much.”

and you were so far gone, you were starting to believe him.

۶ৎ

i remember reading a joel miller raider fanfiction on here once, and it was something like this. if anyone finds the link, please share!

[nanamitaaa]

kidnapper!toji really does love you 18+ | DDDNE! sort of dubcon, slight plot, piv, breeding, praise, pet names

۶ৎ

you didn't have any proof, but you knew everybody else hated you.

in a world where your worth was determined by your skillset and your will to live, you got lucky. and nobody else could stand it, because their scathing looks and seething insults were all you heard from the outside world.

freeloader.

useless.

whore.

that last one stung only because it was true. after all, toji fushiguro, leader of the last major remaining camp only kept you around for one reason. and it wasn't for your hunting prowess or your berry-gathering skills like the rest of the women.

no, the only purpose the head had for you was the slice of heaven tucked away between your thighs. and you were always made sorely aware of that.

but they were wrong. you did have a job—to keep him happy and satisfied. because if he was happy and satisfied, he wasn't ransacking innocent towns and raiding other camps recklessly because his hands were itching to do something.

right now, his fingers were knuckle deep inside your sopping cunt, calloused pads rubbing against your gummy walls. a groan tore through his tense body, collapsed half-way over your writhing legs, hands fixed in the sheets.

"fuck, you're soaked," he groaned, voice strained with barely restrained lust. "is this all for me, baby? is this pretty little pussy all hot and bothered because of me?"

"mmhm," you whined, your voice pitching higher, "please don't—please don't stop, please—"

"not stopping, baby," he chuckled, brushing wisps of hair from your face. "where do you want it?"

you opened your mouth to answer him, but the sound of your own moan cut you off when his fingers firmly circled your throbbing clit. you let your head fall back onto the bed, let him press messy kisses up and down the column of your neck.

toji dragged his other hand further down. "yeah, baby?” he murmured into your neck, dipping them between your folds. “this where y’need me?”

you nodded frantically. "need it—"

your mind was fuzzy, still syrupy and dripping—it didn't fully register what he was doing, not until he climbed back over you, bed creaking under his weight. his hard cock brushed your thigh, hot velvet that seared the inside of your leg. warm precum smeared your flesh.

"tell me what y'want," he mused, "pretty girl."

you squirmed under him, hips coming off the wrinkled bedsheets.

“no, use your words, sweetheart. tell me what y’want," he repeated.

“you, toji, please—want you. please, please, please—”

“good girl," he praised, wrapping his other hand around himself, dragging the crown of his cock along the seam of your glistening folds. he coated himself in your slippery slick until he was glistening with it, and then he rolled his hips, slow, working himself into you.

your lips parted—only jerky breaths, pathetic little pants.

toji leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours. “always so fuckin’ sweet to me.” his voice was low, rough, eyes meeting yours in the navy glow of moonlight through the window. "that’s it, doll. good fuckin’ girl.”

you melted around him. he pressed his lips against yours, deep and slow, almost sweet and tender. but toji wasn't a sweet man. he broke away, his lips hovering right over yours as he pushed his hips forward, bottoming out inside you.

with a sharp gasp, your hands grasped at his shoulders until your stomach felt hot and full. “that’s it, baby," he crooned, drawing his hips back, then driving them right back into you. he grasped your right ankle and tossed it over his shoulder, giving himself a better angle to fuck into you.

a loud cry tore from the back of your throat. “toji!”

toji grinned in the darkness. he always liked hearing you scream his name.

his hand settled on the leg that was over his shoulder, your thigh already quivering. “you gonna be a real good girl and gimme another one?”

"toji, i—fuck, ngh, i’m gonna cu—”

you're cut off once again as toji slipped his hand between your thighs, fingers firmly rubbing your clit. your eyes fluttered shut, memorizing the image of his lazy grin beaming down at you.

"that's it," he coaxed, "c'mon, doll. be a good girl and cum on my cock—”

you cum, crying his name, crumbling into a whimpering, quivering mess into his arms. the gentle flutter of your eyelashes was all he needed before he spilled his load, shooting thick ropes of warm cum into your warm heat until white leaked, slowly dribbling down the insides of your trembling thighs.

after a minute, he brushed a kiss to your neck before mumbling, “my sweet girl. love you s'much.”

and you were so far gone, you were starting to believe him.

۶ৎ

i remember reading a joel miller raider fanfiction on here once, and it was something like this. if anyone finds the link, please share!

[nanamitaaa]

kidnapper!toji really does love you 18+ | DDDNE! sort of dubcon, slight plot, piv, breeding, praise, pet names

۶ৎ

you didn't have any proof, but you knew everybody else hated you.

in a world where your worth was determined by your skillset and your will to live, you got lucky. and nobody else could stand it, because their scathing looks and seething insults were all you heard from the outside world.

freeloader.

useless.

whore.

that last one stung only because it was true. after all, toji fushiguro, leader of the last major remaining camp only kept you around for one reason. and it wasn't for your hunting prowess or your berry-gathering skills like the rest of the women.

no, the only purpose the head had for you was the slice of heaven tucked away between your thighs. and you were always made sorely aware of that.

but they were wrong. you did have a job—to keep him happy and satisfied. because if he was happy and satisfied, he wasn't ransacking innocent towns and raiding other camps recklessly because his hands were itching to do something.

right now, his fingers were knuckle deep inside your sopping cunt, calloused pads rubbing against your gummy walls. a groan tore through his tense body, collapsed half-way over your writhing legs, hands fixed in the sheets.

"fuck, you're soaked," he groaned, voice strained with barely restrained lust. "is this all for me, baby? is this pretty little pussy all hot and bothered because of me?"

"mmhm," you whined, your voice pitching higher, "please don't—please don't stop, please—"

"not stopping, baby," he chuckled, brushing wisps of hair from your face. "where do you want it?"

you opened your mouth to answer him, but the sound of your own moan cut you off when his fingers firmly circled your throbbing clit. you let your head fall back onto the bed, let him press messy kisses up and down the column of your neck.

toji dragged his other hand further down. "yeah, baby?” he murmured into your neck, dipping them between your folds. “this where y’need me?”

you nodded frantically. "need it—"

your mind was fuzzy, still syrupy and dripping—it didn't fully register what he was doing, not until he climbed back over you, bed creaking under his weight. his hard cock brushed your thigh, hot velvet that seared the inside of your leg. warm precum smeared your flesh.

"tell me what y'want," he mused, "pretty girl."

you squirmed under him, hips coming off the wrinkled bedsheets.

“no, use your words, sweetheart. tell me what y’want," he repeated.

“you, toji, please—want you. please, please, please—”

“good girl," he praised, wrapping his other hand around himself, dragging the crown of his cock along the seam of your glistening folds. he coated himself in your slippery slick until he was glistening with it, and then he rolled his hips, slow, working himself into you.

your lips parted—only jerky breaths, pathetic little pants.

toji leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours. “always so fuckin’ sweet to me.” his voice was low, rough, eyes meeting yours in the navy glow of moonlight through the window. "that’s it, doll. good fuckin’ girl.”

you melted around him. he pressed his lips against yours, deep and slow, almost sweet and tender. but toji wasn't a sweet man. he broke away, his lips hovering right over yours as he pushed his hips forward, bottoming out inside you.

with a sharp gasp, your hands grasped at his shoulders until your stomach felt hot and full. “that’s it, baby," he crooned, drawing his hips back, then driving them right back into you. he grasped your right ankle and tossed it over his shoulder, giving himself a better angle to fuck into you.

a loud cry tore from the back of your throat. “toji!”

toji grinned in the darkness. he always liked hearing you scream his name.

his hand settled on the leg that was over his shoulder, your thigh already quivering. “you gonna be a real good girl and gimme another one?”

"toji, i—fuck, ngh, i’m gonna cu—”

you're cut off once again as toji slipped his hand between your thighs, fingers firmly rubbing your clit. your eyes fluttered shut, memorizing the image of his lazy grin beaming down at you.

"that's it," he coaxed, "c'mon, doll. be a good girl and cum on my cock—”

you cum, crying his name, crumbling into a whimpering, quivering mess into his arms. the gentle flutter of your eyelashes was all he needed before he spilled his load, shooting thick ropes of warm cum into your warm heat until white leaked, slowly dribbling down the insides of your trembling thighs.

after a minute, he brushed a kiss to your neck before mumbling, “my sweet girl. love you s'much.”

and you were so far gone, you were starting to believe him.

۶ৎ

i remember reading a joel miller raider fanfiction on here once, and it was something like this. if anyone finds the link, please share!

[nanamitaaa]

kidnapper!toji really does love you 18+ | DDDNE! sort of dubcon, slight plot, piv, breeding, praise, pet names

۶ৎ

you didn't have any proof, but you knew everybody else hated you.

in a world where your worth was determined by your skillset and your will to live, you got lucky. and nobody else could stand it, because their scathing looks and seething insults were all you heard from the outside world.

freeloader.

useless.

whore.

that last one stung only because it was true. after all, toji fushiguro, leader of the last major remaining camp only kept you around for one reason. and it wasn't for your hunting prowess or your berry-gathering skills like the rest of the women.

no, the only purpose the head had for you was the slice of heaven tucked away between your thighs. and you were always made sorely aware of that.

but they were wrong. you did have a job—to keep him happy and satisfied. because if he was happy and satisfied, he wasn't ransacking innocent towns and raiding other camps recklessly because his hands were itching to do something.

right now, his fingers were knuckle deep inside your sopping cunt, calloused pads rubbing against your gummy walls. a groan tore through his tense body, collapsed half-way over your writhing legs, hands fixed in the sheets.

"fuck, you're soaked," he groaned, voice strained with barely restrained lust. "is this all for me, baby? is this pretty little pussy all hot and bothered because of me?"

"mmhm," you whined, your voice pitching higher, "please don't—please don't stop, please—"

"not stopping, baby," he chuckled, brushing wisps of hair from your face. "where do you want it?"

you opened your mouth to answer him, but the sound of your own moan cut you off when his fingers firmly circled your throbbing clit. you let your head fall back onto the bed, let him press messy kisses up and down the column of your neck.

toji dragged his other hand further down. "yeah, baby?” he murmured into your neck, dipping them between your folds. “this where y’need me?”

you nodded frantically. "need it—"

your mind was fuzzy, still syrupy and dripping—it didn't fully register what he was doing, not until he climbed back over you, bed creaking under his weight. his hard cock brushed your thigh, hot velvet that seared the inside of your leg. warm precum smeared your flesh.

"tell me what y'want," he mused, "pretty girl."

you squirmed under him, hips coming off the wrinkled bedsheets.

“no, use your words, sweetheart. tell me what y’want," he repeated.

“you, toji, please—want you. please, please, please—”

“good girl," he praised, wrapping his other hand around himself, dragging the crown of his cock along the seam of your glistening folds. he coated himself in your slippery slick until he was glistening with it, and then he rolled his hips, slow, working himself into you.

your lips parted—only jerky breaths, pathetic little pants.

toji leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours. “always so fuckin’ sweet to me.” his voice was low, rough, eyes meeting yours in the navy glow of moonlight through the window. "that’s it, doll. good fuckin’ girl.”

you melted around him. he pressed his lips against yours, deep and slow, almost sweet and tender. but toji wasn't a sweet man. he broke away, his lips hovering right over yours as he pushed his hips forward, bottoming out inside you.

with a sharp gasp, your hands grasped at his shoulders until your stomach felt hot and full. “that’s it, baby," he crooned, drawing his hips back, then driving them right back into you. he grasped your right ankle and tossed it over his shoulder, giving himself a better angle to fuck into you.

a loud cry tore from the back of your throat. “toji!”

toji grinned in the darkness. he always liked hearing you scream his name.

his hand settled on the leg that was over his shoulder, your thigh already quivering. “you gonna be a real good girl and gimme another one?”

"toji, i—fuck, ngh, i’m gonna cu—”

you're cut off once again as toji slipped his hand between your thighs, fingers firmly rubbing your clit. your eyes fluttered shut, memorizing the image of his lazy grin beaming down at you.

"that's it," he coaxed, "c'mon, doll. be a good girl and cum on my cock—”

you cum, crying his name, crumbling into a whimpering, quivering mess into his arms. the gentle flutter of your eyelashes was all he needed before he spilled his load, shooting thick ropes of warm cum into your warm heat until white leaked, slowly dribbling down the insides of your trembling thighs.

after a minute, he brushed a kiss to your neck before mumbling, “my sweet girl. love you s'much.”

and you were so far gone, you were starting to believe him.

۶ৎ

i remember reading a joel miller raider fanfiction on here once, and it was something like this. if anyone finds the link, please share!

[nanamitaaa]

kidnapper!toji really does love you 18+ | DDDNE! sort of dubcon, slight plot, piv, breeding, praise, pet names

۶ৎ

you didn't have any proof, but you knew everybody else hated you.

in a world where your worth was determined by your skillset and your will to live, you got lucky. and nobody else could stand it, because their scathing looks and seething insults were all you heard from the outside world.

freeloader.

useless.

whore.

that last one stung only because it was true. after all, toji fushiguro, leader of the last major remaining camp only kept you around for one reason. and it wasn't for your hunting prowess or your berry-gathering skills like the rest of the women.

no, the only purpose the head had for you was the slice of heaven tucked away between your thighs. and you were always made sorely aware of that.

but they were wrong. you did have a job—to keep him happy and satisfied. because if he was happy and satisfied, he wasn't ransacking innocent towns and raiding other camps recklessly because his hands were itching to do something.

right now, his fingers were knuckle deep inside your sopping cunt, calloused pads rubbing against your gummy walls. a groan tore through his tense body, collapsed half-way over your writhing legs, hands fixed in the sheets.

"fuck, you're soaked," he groaned, voice strained with barely restrained lust. "is this all for me, baby? is this pretty little pussy all hot and bothered because of me?"

"mmhm," you whined, your voice pitching higher, "please don't—please don't stop, please—"

"not stopping, baby," he chuckled, brushing wisps of hair from your face. "where do you want it?"

you opened your mouth to answer him, but the sound of your own moan cut you off when his fingers firmly circled your throbbing clit. you let your head fall back onto the bed, let him press messy kisses up and down the column of your neck.

toji dragged his other hand further down. "yeah, baby?” he murmured into your neck, dipping them between your folds. “this where y’need me?”

you nodded frantically. "need it—"

your mind was fuzzy, still syrupy and dripping—it didn't fully register what he was doing, not until he climbed back over you, bed creaking under his weight. his hard cock brushed your thigh, hot velvet that seared the inside of your leg. warm precum smeared your flesh.

"tell me what y'want," he mused, "pretty girl."

you squirmed under him, hips coming off the wrinkled bedsheets.

“no, use your words, sweetheart. tell me what y’want," he repeated.

“you, toji, please—want you. please, please, please—”

“good girl," he praised, wrapping his other hand around himself, dragging the crown of his cock along the seam of your glistening folds. he coated himself in your slippery slick until he was glistening with it, and then he rolled his hips, slow, working himself into you.

your lips parted—only jerky breaths, pathetic little pants.

toji leaned forward, pressing his forehead to yours. “always so fuckin’ sweet to me.” his voice was low, rough, eyes meeting yours in the navy glow of moonlight through the window. "that’s it, doll. good fuckin’ girl.”

you melted around him. he pressed his lips against yours, deep and slow, almost sweet and tender. but toji wasn't a sweet man. he broke away, his lips hovering right over yours as he pushed his hips forward, bottoming out inside you.

with a sharp gasp, your hands grasped at his shoulders until your stomach felt hot and full. “that’s it, baby," he crooned, drawing his hips back, then driving them right back into you. he grasped your right ankle and tossed it over his shoulder, giving himself a better angle to fuck into you.

a loud cry tore from the back of your throat. “toji!”

toji grinned in the darkness. he always liked hearing you scream his name.

his hand settled on the leg that was over his shoulder, your thigh already quivering. “you gonna be a real good girl and gimme another one?”

"toji, i—fuck, ngh, i’m gonna cu—”

you're cut off once again as toji slipped his hand between your thighs, fingers firmly rubbing your clit. your eyes fluttered shut, memorizing the image of his lazy grin beaming down at you.

"that's it," he coaxed, "c'mon, doll. be a good girl and cum on my cock—”

you cum, crying his name, crumbling into a whimpering, quivering mess into his arms. the gentle flutter of your eyelashes was all he needed before he spilled his load, shooting thick ropes of warm cum into your warm heat until white leaked, slowly dribbling down the insides of your trembling thighs.

after a minute, he brushed a kiss to your neck before mumbling, “my sweet girl. love you s'much.”

and you were so far gone, you were starting to believe him.

۶ৎ

i remember reading a joel miller raider fanfiction on here once, and it was something like this. if anyone finds the link, please share!

[nanamitaaa]

you're ruining my life

then i'll gladly leave.

[nanamitaaa]

UGH MIMI (if i can call you that) i am head over heels in love w your writing !! you write smut like no other and frankly i wanna steal your brain

oh my god, i'm so sorry! i never got to this ( >_< '') mimi is such an adorable name! of course you can call me that! you flatter me, darling! my brain can be all yours, if you want.（˶•̀ ᎑-˶）

[nanamitaaa]

bru. stop ignoring me. I KNOW YOU'RE ALIVE JUST COM EBACK KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

no. i trusted you, and you embarrassed me.

get out of my life, forever.

[nanamitaaa]

stalker!suguru who plays with you while driving 18+ | cum play, fingering, praise + degradation (you'll find out) prev

۶ৎ

the scenery flitted past like a blurry image—too quick for you to catch properly. you didn't know what road suguru was on, or even the general area.

what you did know, all too well, was the heat pooling in your cunt, mixing with the remnants of his cum sticking to your panties. you clenched your thighs together, hoping he wouldn't notice.

but his eyes flitted to you, then your body, then back to the road. a smirk slowly spread across his face, his right hand creeping from the wheel to rest on your inner thigh.

"you alright, sweet girl?" he cooed innocently.

"mhm," you managed, nodding through the thick heat blocking your throat.

"just a little longer." he flashed you a smile. "be patient for me, 'kay?"

you nodded, far too eager to please. but when his hand slid higher, brushing maddeningly close to the evidence, he simply chuckled.

"mm, leaking already, baby?" he purred. "is my sweet girl needy f'me so soon?"

suguru's fingers dipped under the hem of your skirt, pushing the fabric up as his exposed your panties to the cool air. he traced the damp patch with the pad of his finger, circling and pressing lightly.

"greedy little pussy already missing my cock, isn't she?" he smirked, calloused fingers pushing your panties aside to drag along your slit, feeling the new wetness gathered there.

"s-sugu—" you cut yourself off as his fingers met your clit.

"fuck, you're absolutely soaked, you filthy girl," he crooned, circling your clit with an achingly light touch. "so hungry f'me, huh? don't worry, i'll give you what you need... eventually. but first..."

suguru plunged two long fingers deep into your clenching heat, pushing his cum back inside you with every steady pump. his palm stroked your clit as the lewd squelches filled the car.

"that's it, baby girl. gonna have you desperate for my cock again, yeah? you like that?"

"f—sugu, ah, p-please—"

"p-please," he mocked, sparing you another glance. "god, this pretty pussy needs someone to fill her up all the time, yeah? clenching around me so tight, fuck—"

suguru continued driving his fingers in and out of your clenching walls at a punishing pace, somehow concentrating enough to maintain a steady speed on the road.

"such a good girl, giving me such a pretty little show," he mused. "i can't wait to see how pretty you'll look on my bed getting fucked like the slut you are. yeah, you like that? no, don't lie to me baby. she's telling me the truth, isn't she?"

"s-she?" you managed, delirious and hazy.

"yeah, listen to her." suguru went silent for a moment so that the only sound in the car beyond the engine was his fingers rubbing mercilessly against that spongey spot inside you that makes your toes curl and wanton moans fall from your lips. "she's so loud, god, could get us caught and pulled over on the side of the road."

you clenched around him, involuntarily, at the mere though. his grin widened.

"you getting off to the thought of being caught? you dirty girl, i think you deserve a reward for that. wanna cum on my fingers? drench my seat like the dirty little slut you are?" he cooed.

suguru felt your velvet walls starting to flutter, gripping his fingers. he flexed his knuckles to spread you open, letting the white, sticky trails of his cum drip onto the seat, mixing with your own arousal.

"cum for me, sweet girl," he coaxed, "allllll over my fingers."

your back arched off of the seat, legs shaking as you shook and trembled through the orgasm shivering over your skin. suguru didn't let up, fingers still pumping and stirring your spasming insides, drawing out your high until you were mewling mess.

panting harshly, you slumped back against the seat, your body still twitching with the aftershocks of your intense climax. suguru withdrew his fingers, bringing them up to his mouth to lick them clean with an approving hum.

"you made a mess, sweetheart," he said simply. "and you wasted what i gave you."

you dropped your gaze to where his load poured back out of your pulsing walls. you flushed, unsure of what to say, but he simply pressed the pedal a little harder, speeding towards home.

"s-suguru, slow down—" you yelped, unable to keep up with the trees whipping past. but he just shook his head and went even faster.

"nah, sweet girl. don't want this pretty pussy missing me any more than she needs to."

۶ৎ

@mochiberrybunny @arabellasolstice @juliarchiv3s @thesunxwentblack @anarseed @albedoslovepotion <- for all of you who asked to be tagged in the part two! i hope this was to your liking! need me a double-edged sword like suguru in this mmph

[nanamitaaa]

stalker!suguru who plays with you while driving 18+ | cum play, fingering, praise + degradation (you'll find out) prev

۶ৎ

the scenery flitted past like a blurry image—too quick for you to catch properly. you didn't know what road suguru was on, or even the general area.

what you did know, all too well, was the heat pooling in your cunt, mixing with the remnants of his cum sticking to your panties. you clenched your thighs together, hoping he wouldn't notice.

but his eyes flitted to you, then your body, then back to the road. a smirk slowly spread across his face, his right hand creeping from the wheel to rest on your inner thigh.

"you alright, sweet girl?" he cooed innocently.

"mhm," you managed, nodding through the thick heat blocking your throat.

"just a little longer." he flashed you a smile. "be patient for me, 'kay?"

you nodded, far too eager to please. but when his hand slid higher, brushing maddeningly close to the evidence, he simply chuckled.

"mm, leaking already, baby?" he purred. "is my sweet girl needy f'me so soon?"

suguru's fingers dipped under the hem of your skirt, pushing the fabric up as his exposed your panties to the cool air. he traced the damp patch with the pad of his finger, circling and pressing lightly.

"greedy little pussy already missing my cock, isn't she?" he smirked, calloused fingers pushing your panties aside to drag along your slit, feeling the new wetness gathered there.

"s-sugu—" you cut yourself off as his fingers met your clit.

"fuck, you're absolutely soaked, you filthy girl," he crooned, circling your clit with an achingly light touch. "so hungry f'me, huh? don't worry, i'll give you what you need... eventually. but first..."

suguru plunged two long fingers deep into your clenching heat, pushing his cum back inside you with every steady pump. his palm stroked your clit as the lewd squelches filled the car.

"that's it, baby girl. gonna have you desperate for my cock again, yeah? you like that?"

"f—sugu, ah, p-please—"

"p-please," he mocked, sparing you another glance. "god, this pretty pussy needs someone to fill her up all the time, yeah? clenching around me so tight, fuck—"

suguru continued driving his fingers in and out of your clenching walls at a punishing pace, somehow concentrating enough to maintain a steady speed on the road.

"such a good girl, giving me such a pretty little show," he mused. "i can't wait to see how pretty you'll look on my bed getting fucked like the slut you are. yeah, you like that? no, don't lie to me baby. she's telling me the truth, isn't she?"

"s-she?" you managed, delirious and hazy.

"yeah, listen to her." suguru went silent for a moment so that the only sound in the car beyond the engine was his fingers rubbing mercilessly against that spongey spot inside you that makes your toes curl and wanton moans fall from your lips. "she's so loud, god, could get us caught and pulled over on the side of the road."

you clenched around him, involuntarily, at the mere though. his grin widened.

"you getting off to the thought of being caught? you dirty girl, i think you deserve a reward for that. wanna cum on my fingers? drench my seat like the dirty little slut you are?" he cooed.

suguru felt your velvet walls starting to flutter, gripping his fingers. he flexed his knuckles to spread you open, letting the white, sticky trails of his cum drip onto the seat, mixing with your own arousal.

"cum for me, sweet girl," he coaxed, "allllll over my fingers."

your back arched off of the seat, legs shaking as you shook and trembled through the orgasm shivering over your skin. suguru didn't let up, fingers still pumping and stirring your spasming insides, drawing out your high until you were mewling mess.

panting harshly, you slumped back against the seat, your body still twitching with the aftershocks of your intense climax. suguru withdrew his fingers, bringing them up to his mouth to lick them clean with an approving hum.

"you made a mess, sweetheart," he said simply. "and you wasted what i gave you."

you dropped your gaze to where his load poured back out of your pulsing walls. you flushed, unsure of what to say, but he simply pressed the pedal a little harder, speeding towards home.

"s-suguru, slow down—" you yelped, unable to keep up with the trees whipping past. but he just shook his head and went even faster.

"nah, sweet girl. don't want this pretty pussy missing me any more than she needs to."

۶ৎ

@mochiberrybunny @arabellasolstice @juliarchiv3s @thesunxwentblack @anarseed @albedoslovepotion <- for all of you who asked to be tagged in the part two! i hope this was to your liking! need me a double-edged sword like suguru in this mmph

[nanamitaaa]

fuckboy!suguru who you can't seem to stay away from 18+ | phone sex, mutual masturbation/joi, orgasm control

۶ৎ

you weren't supposed to call him. actually, you were supposed to stay far, far away. he was a bad influence, everybody knew. and yet no matter how hard you tried, when his name flickered at the top of your screen, you could never stop replying.

suguru: yo, you up?

you: what do you want, suguru?

suguru: wanna see what you're up to, pretty girl. ;) send me a pic or somethin' and let me see that sexy body of yours

you: i told you to leave me alone.

he didn't reply to that. three dots fluttered in and out at the bottom of your dms before an incoming call appeared on your screen. bored and having nothing better to do, you answered.

suguru's deep, smooth voice filled your ears as soon as you answered, sending a shiver down your spine. "hey, sexy. missed your pretty face," he purred, his tone low and sultry.

turning so that you were lying on the stomach, you looked into the camera, at suguru's handsome face filling your screen, his chiseled jawline and piercing purple eyes staring intensely into the camera. he licked his plump lips, drawing your attention to the shiny metal piercing on his tongue.

he flashed a charming grin, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on you. "mhm, you look so fuckin' gorgeous right now. i can't stop thinkin' about you, baby. c'mon, tell me, what are you wearin' under that cute lil' outfit? somethin' sexy for me, i hope…"

"suguru," you muttered, finding it harder and harder to look away. "stop it."

a low groan rumbled from his chest, his eyes darkening. "fuck, i love when you say my name like that… like you're beggin' f'me." leaning closer to the camera, suguru gave you a perfect view of his toned torso, his muscles rippling beneath his tight shirt.

just the sight made you want to shove a hand down your pants.

"get closer, baby. let me see more of you," he demanded softly, his gaze roaming hungrily over your face, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips, the shiny metal glinting in the low light. "i'm so fuckin' hard right now, thinking about everything i wanna do to you," he admitted, palming himself through his sweatpants.

your own fingers dipped beneath your pants, a slow exhale passing your lips as you settled the phone on a pillow. suguru bit his lip, watching, breathing heavier as he listened to your muffled moans, the sound of fabric rustling in the background. "that's it, baby. keep going."

the thick lines of his v-lines disappeared into the waistband of his sweatpants as suguru hooked his thumbs into the elastic, hesitating for a moment before slowly dragging them down, inch by torturous inch. the bulge in his pants became more apparent as he went lower, until finally, his massive cock sprung free, pulsing with need, a bead of precum glistening at the swollen tip.

you bit your lip, eyes fixed and barely fluttering, fingers working yourself open but nowhere near close to where he could go. he wrapped a large hand around his cock, giving it a slow stroke from base to leaking crown, panting heavily into the phone.

"shit, there ya go, sweetheart... fucking that pretty little pussy. fuck, i bet it's soaking wet, drenching your fingers. such a dirty girl, touching yourself while i jerk off. bet ya wish it was me stretching out your tight little hole..."

he groaned, long and low, no doubt imagining the lewd scene. you whimpered. "that's right, rub that clit, sweetheart. fuck, just like that, just like i do... fast and hard. pretend it's my tongue—'m gonna make you cum so fuckin' hard, baby."

his own fingers started to move faster, stroking himself in time, chasing his rapidly building orgasm. "you sound so pretty, god, fuck, listen to you—so close... wanna cum allllll over your pretty face. you like that, pretty girl? you need that?"

"mmhm, please, suguru... please, i need it—need you," you whimpered, fingers plunging in and out of your soaked, aching cunt, chasing your release.

"listen to you... begging so pretty for my cock, baby girl. so hungry for it," he teased, leaning forward. "mmm, fuck baby… keep talking like that, 'm close—real fuckin' close." his hand glided smoothly up and down his thick, pulsing cock, abs clenching and relaxing, his chest rising and falling with each unsteady breath.

"'m gonna cum—" you whined into the camera, cheek pressed against your pillow, tits straining against the fabric of your top and the bedsheets. "fuck, suguru, please—"

"c'mon baby, let me see you cum. wanna watch you cum f'me. eyes on me," he directed, grinning as you fixed your eyes on his, riding out your orgasm on your fingers, shaking and shivering from overstimulation.

"i-i can't—fuck, sugu, 's too much!" you moaned, forcing your hips to rock even as your sensitive clit twitched.

"don't stop touching that sweet pussy, not 'til i tell you to," he coaxed. even as he said it, he buried his cock deep in his grip, throwing his head back with a low, guttural moan as his hot seed spilled and painted his sculpted torso with thick, creamy stripes. "ohhh fuck yeah, just like that, baby. you—fuck, you can stop."

you panted, drooling onto the pillow, whispering thank you into the fabric and into the microphone too close to your glistening lips. suguru paused for a moment, thinking, then reached over to grab his phone and bring it to his mouth, his voice low.

"keep the door open and that pussy nice and wet f'me when i get there, pretty girl?"

۶ৎ

sorry for disappearing! uni is beating me with a pipe, but stalker suguru will be out later this week!

[nanamitaaa]

fuckboy!suguru who you can't seem to stay away from 18+ | phone sex, mutual masturbation/joi, orgasm control

۶ৎ

you weren't supposed to call him. actually, you were supposed to stay far, far away. he was a bad influence, everybody knew. and yet no matter how hard you tried, when his name flickered at the top of your screen, you could never stop replying.

suguru: yo, you up?

you: what do you want, suguru?

suguru: wanna see what you're up to, pretty girl. ;) send me a pic or somethin' and let me see that sexy body of yours

you: i told you to leave me alone.

he didn't reply to that. three dots fluttered in and out at the bottom of your dms before an incoming call appeared on your screen. bored and having nothing better to do, you answered.

suguru's deep, smooth voice filled your ears as soon as you answered, sending a shiver down your spine. "hey, sexy. missed your pretty face," he purred, his tone low and sultry.

turning so that you were lying on the stomach, you looked into the camera, at suguru's handsome face filling your screen, his chiseled jawline and piercing purple eyes staring intensely into the camera. he licked his plump lips, drawing your attention to the shiny metal piercing on his tongue.

he flashed a charming grin, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on you. "mhm, you look so fuckin' gorgeous right now. i can't stop thinkin' about you, baby. c'mon, tell me, what are you wearin' under that cute lil' outfit? somethin' sexy for me, i hope…"

"suguru," you muttered, finding it harder and harder to look away. "stop it."

a low groan rumbled from his chest, his eyes darkening. "fuck, i love when you say my name like that… like you're beggin' f'me." leaning closer to the camera, suguru gave you a perfect view of his toned torso, his muscles rippling beneath his tight shirt.

just the sight made you want to shove a hand down your pants.

"get closer, baby. let me see more of you," he demanded softly, his gaze roaming hungrily over your face, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips, the shiny metal glinting in the low light. "i'm so fuckin' hard right now, thinking about everything i wanna do to you," he admitted, palming himself through his sweatpants.

your own fingers dipped beneath your pants, a slow exhale passing your lips as you settled the phone on a pillow. suguru bit his lip, watching, breathing heavier as he listened to your muffled moans, the sound of fabric rustling in the background. "that's it, baby. keep going."

the thick lines of his v-lines disappeared into the waistband of his sweatpants as suguru hooked his thumbs into the elastic, hesitating for a moment before slowly dragging them down, inch by torturous inch. the bulge in his pants became more apparent as he went lower, until finally, his massive cock sprung free, pulsing with need, a bead of precum glistening at the swollen tip.

you bit your lip, eyes fixed and barely fluttering, fingers working yourself open but nowhere near close to where he could go. he wrapped a large hand around his cock, giving it a slow stroke from base to leaking crown, panting heavily into the phone.

"shit, there ya go, sweetheart... fucking that pretty little pussy. fuck, i bet it's soaking wet, drenching your fingers. such a dirty girl, touching yourself while i jerk off. bet ya wish it was me stretching out your tight little hole..."

he groaned, long and low, no doubt imagining the lewd scene. you whimpered. "that's right, rub that clit, sweetheart. fuck, just like that, just like i do... fast and hard. pretend it's my tongue—'m gonna make you cum so fuckin' hard, baby."

his own fingers started to move faster, stroking himself in time, chasing his rapidly building orgasm. "you sound so pretty, god, fuck, listen to you—so close... wanna cum allllll over your pretty face. you like that, pretty girl? you need that?"

"mmhm, please, suguru... please, i need it—need you," you whimpered, fingers plunging in and out of your soaked, aching cunt, chasing your release.

"listen to you... begging so pretty for my cock, baby girl. so hungry for it," he teased, leaning forward. "mmm, fuck baby… keep talking like that, 'm close—real fuckin' close." his hand glided smoothly up and down his thick, pulsing cock, abs clenching and relaxing, his chest rising and falling with each unsteady breath.

"'m gonna cum—" you whined into the camera, cheek pressed against your pillow, tits straining against the fabric of your top and the bedsheets. "fuck, suguru, please—"

"c'mon baby, let me see you cum. wanna watch you cum f'me. eyes on me," he directed, grinning as you fixed your eyes on his, riding out your orgasm on your fingers, shaking and shivering from overstimulation.

"i-i can't—fuck, sugu, 's too much!" you moaned, forcing your hips to rock even as your sensitive clit twitched.

"don't stop touching that sweet pussy, not 'til i tell you to," he coaxed. even as he said it, he buried his cock deep in his grip, throwing his head back with a low, guttural moan as his hot seed spilled and painted his sculpted torso with thick, creamy stripes. "ohhh fuck yeah, just like that, baby. you—fuck, you can stop."

you panted, drooling onto the pillow, whispering thank you into the fabric and into the microphone too close to your glistening lips. suguru paused for a moment, thinking, then reached over to grab his phone and bring it to his mouth, his voice low.

"keep the door open and that pussy nice and wet f'me when i get there, pretty girl?"

۶ৎ

sorry for disappearing! uni is beating me with a pipe, but stalker suguru will be out later this week!

[nanamitaaa]

fuckboy!suguru who you can't seem to stay away from 18+ | phone sex, mutual masturbation/joi, orgasm control

۶ৎ

you weren't supposed to call him. actually, you were supposed to stay far, far away. he was a bad influence, everybody knew. and yet no matter how hard you tried, when his name flickered at the top of your screen, you could never stop replying.

suguru: yo, you up?

you: what do you want, suguru?

suguru: wanna see what you're up to, pretty girl. ;) send me a pic or somethin' and let me see that sexy body of yours

you: i told you to leave me alone.

he didn't reply to that. three dots fluttered in and out at the bottom of your dms before an incoming call appeared on your screen. bored and having nothing better to do, you answered.

suguru's deep, smooth voice filled your ears as soon as you answered, sending a shiver down your spine. "hey, sexy. missed your pretty face," he purred, his tone low and sultry.

turning so that you were lying on the stomach, you looked into the camera, at suguru's handsome face filling your screen, his chiseled jawline and piercing purple eyes staring intensely into the camera. he licked his plump lips, drawing your attention to the shiny metal piercing on his tongue.

he flashed a charming grin, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on you. "mhm, you look so fuckin' gorgeous right now. i can't stop thinkin' about you, baby. c'mon, tell me, what are you wearin' under that cute lil' outfit? somethin' sexy for me, i hope…"

"suguru," you muttered, finding it harder and harder to look away. "stop it."

a low groan rumbled from his chest, his eyes darkening. "fuck, i love when you say my name like that… like you're beggin' f'me." leaning closer to the camera, suguru gave you a perfect view of his toned torso, his muscles rippling beneath his tight shirt.

just the sight made you want to shove a hand down your pants.

"get closer, baby. let me see more of you," he demanded softly, his gaze roaming hungrily over your face, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips, the shiny metal glinting in the low light. "i'm so fuckin' hard right now, thinking about everything i wanna do to you," he admitted, palming himself through his sweatpants.

your own fingers dipped beneath your pants, a slow exhale passing your lips as you settled the phone on a pillow. suguru bit his lip, watching, breathing heavier as he listened to your muffled moans, the sound of fabric rustling in the background. "that's it, baby. keep going."

the thick lines of his v-lines disappeared into the waistband of his sweatpants as suguru hooked his thumbs into the elastic, hesitating for a moment before slowly dragging them down, inch by torturous inch. the bulge in his pants became more apparent as he went lower, until finally, his massive cock sprung free, pulsing with need, a bead of precum glistening at the swollen tip.

you bit your lip, eyes fixed and barely fluttering, fingers working yourself open but nowhere near close to where he could go. he wrapped a large hand around his cock, giving it a slow stroke from base to leaking crown, panting heavily into the phone.

"shit, there ya go, sweetheart... fucking that pretty little pussy. fuck, i bet it's soaking wet, drenching your fingers. such a dirty girl, touching yourself while i jerk off. bet ya wish it was me stretching out your tight little hole..."

he groaned, long and low, no doubt imagining the lewd scene. you whimpered. "that's right, rub that clit, sweetheart. fuck, just like that, just like i do... fast and hard. pretend it's my tongue—'m gonna make you cum so fuckin' hard, baby."

his own fingers started to move faster, stroking himself in time, chasing his rapidly building orgasm. "you sound so pretty, god, fuck, listen to you—so close... wanna cum allllll over your pretty face. you like that, pretty girl? you need that?"

"mmhm, please, suguru... please, i need it—need you," you whimpered, fingers plunging in and out of your soaked, aching cunt, chasing your release.

"listen to you... begging so pretty for my cock, baby girl. so hungry for it," he teased, leaning forward. "mmm, fuck baby… keep talking like that, 'm close—real fuckin' close." his hand glided smoothly up and down his thick, pulsing cock, abs clenching and relaxing, his chest rising and falling with each unsteady breath.

"'m gonna cum—" you whined into the camera, cheek pressed against your pillow, tits straining against the fabric of your top and the bedsheets. "fuck, suguru, please—"

"c'mon baby, let me see you cum. wanna watch you cum f'me. eyes on me," he directed, grinning as you fixed your eyes on his, riding out your orgasm on your fingers, shaking and shivering from overstimulation.

"i-i can't—fuck, sugu, 's too much!" you moaned, forcing your hips to rock even as your sensitive clit twitched.

"don't stop touching that sweet pussy, not 'til i tell you to," he coaxed. even as he said it, he buried his cock deep in his grip, throwing his head back with a low, guttural moan as his hot seed spilled and painted his sculpted torso with thick, creamy stripes. "ohhh fuck yeah, just like that, baby. you—fuck, you can stop."

you panted, drooling onto the pillow, whispering thank you into the fabric and into the microphone too close to your glistening lips. suguru paused for a moment, thinking, then reached over to grab his phone and bring it to his mouth, his voice low.

"keep the door open and that pussy nice and wet f'me till i get there, pretty girl?"

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sorry for disappearing! uni is beating me with a pipe, but stalker suguru will be out later this week!