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synopsis. sure you cant blame a girl for trying but Toji shows you that he can make it fit .
─── ☆ notes. oh no,, Taiyo is back at it again with a new format. i'm writing shorter fics to make room for more ideas for the 9k+ Christmas wip i want done before the holiday week my new upload schedule is mon,wed, fri, and saturdays for now on usually around 7pm cst .
─── ☆ length. 954 (8 min read) .
─── ☆ genre and warnings. +18 nsfw under the cut. minors dni, smut, no plot/plotless, pwp, size difference, size kink, consent is sexy, Toji kinda being a soft dom, kinda bratty reader, failed cowgirl, missionary, manhandling, pet names, unprotected sex, meat to meat!, eye contact, dumbifcation, over stimulation, multiple orgasms, stomach feeling, chain dangling, implies of creampie | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍
You had caught yourself in a bit of a problem when you said, "I can’t."
Your thighs trembled as you struggled to maintain a sitting position. Your muscles ached, and your chest heaved as any small shift had you seeing stars straddling Toji’s lap.
Small whines exhaled from your throat as your arms wrapped around his neck, even with the gesture of encouragement from his thumbs rubbing against the skin of your hips, letting you take complete control.
You at first thought it was a wonderful idea, not acknowledging the knowing look in Toji’s stare.
He knew you were just being a brat since you would struggle to even fit him entirely in your mouth while giving him a blowjob, but seeing the determined look in your eye had him sitting back and entertaining your entire allusion.
Laid against the headboard with both hands kneading against your hips, there wasn't an ounce of concern in his eyes, as he hadn’t bothered to help you one bit as you were starting to backtrack on your plans entirely.
Your face twisted into a grimace as you slowly lowered yourself down, inch by inch, almost panting as you let out a long string of curses before finally bottoming out his entire length inside of you.
Your eyes were squeezed shut as you leaned forward, listening to Toji's deep chuckle.
His muscly arms drew you into a soothing embrace, allowing you to catch your breath and listen to the pitter-patter of his heartbeat as your chests pressed together.
"It won’t fit." Your voice trembles as you shift your head to nuzzle into the crook of his neck. A shiver up your spine from the slightest movement of having him stuffed completely inside of you.
"Then how about we make it fit?" Toji surprisingly granted you mercy, giving you a moment to fully collect yourself before moving around to a more comfortable position, pushing aside the lightheaded feeling that left you feeling strangely empty as he pulled out of you.
Clenching against nothing, Toji gave you enough room to lie on your back, his hands wrapping around the bend of your knee to yank you closer to the edge of the mattress standing near the end of your bed.
As if they had belonged there, your thighs had wrapped around his hips in an instant, settling on your back. Everything about him leaning on top of you made you clench your fists around nothing in arousal—his stature completely enveloping you, his large muscled forearms encircling you on both sides.
"Huh, how does that sound pretty?" Your head could only nod as your body shivered at the feeling of him using the slick of your arousal to coat the hilt of his length, rubbing himself against your folds in a teasing manner before sinking his tip between them and splitting you open.
As he continued to bottom out with one careful thrust, you let out a pierced moan. the first noise of bliss shared between the two of you as his hips met yours, stuffing you completely full.
It should have been considered illegal how good the drag of his meat felt against your walls, every inch making your spread thighs tremble as they started to ache from being too pushed apart.
The moment his rhyme picked up you were convinced you were bound to start seeing stars soon.
The wet sound of your pussy clenching against him as he thrust in and out, falling in love with the pick up of his breathing as he rested his forehead against yours watching every change in your expression.
You don't pay much mind to the small gold chain that dangled just below your breast. The glint of the cold jewelry brushing against your exposed skin with every thrust had kept your brain too occupied with the abuse of your cunt to pay it any mind.
Toji pulled away to give you enough space to lean back against the sheets, you'd be thrashing if it weren't for his entire body weight holding you against the mattress as he adjusted himself to stuff inside of you at a deeper angle.
Your eyes were rolling up as your body tensed, having a sneaky orgasm—just the first one of the night—as he continued to fuck you through it.
"You still with me, princess?" He uses his palm to guide your chin back down, his long fingers ghosting over your cheek as he playfully slaps you, having the audacity to pose his words as any old innocent question, as if he weren't fucking your brains out right now.
As the buildup of your second orgasm began to boil over, you could only manage whimpers and broken moans.
convinced you were going to just pass away from the feeling of bliss as his palm fell flat against the pudge of your stomach, pressing into the flesh and feeling himself with a breathy chuckle.
You had almost found it sickening that he had found so much satisfaction in fucking you to the point of overstimulation, as tears swelled your eyes along with your second orgasm that left your nails clenching into Toji’s forearm.
His pace doesn't falter, doesn't even stutter as you shiver and shake under him, and you don't bother holding back any noises that come from your throat.
Toji doesn't seem to mind humming in agreement to every broken sentence, whispering compliments about how well you were holding up for him while he uses you raw like his personal fucktoy.
"I told you it could fit, baby," he coos, his tone laced with false kindness as his hips drive you deeper into the mattress. "Now the hard part is gonna be pulling out."
the sinful challenge al-haitham threw at you sounded all the more intriguing in your ears, yet who knew it would've ended up like this?
୨୧ WORD COUNT: 3k
୨୧ WARNINGS: nsfw, fem! reader, semi public, oral (male! receiving), someone walks in on you two.
"are you sure it's okay to do that here?"
fidgeting your fingers, you managed to question the man who was sitting all comfortably in his leather chair, big condescending smirk plastered on his face, his muscular, defined legs slightly spread and bubbling over with enthusiasm.
what a jerk.
"come on now, don't tell me you're scared?" the little hairs on your neck stood on end, a shiver racing down the entirety of your spine when you comprehended what he just said, an uncomfortable heat was rushing across your skin and tension pulsed in the pit of your stomach.
of course, you couldn't deny the strange and scary sensation that spiraled up inside you, that somehow managed to stir you off your footing at the mere thought of pleasuring him right here and there, with the akademiya still being full of scholars.
he was their scribe after all, he was required and essential to the sumeru akademiya, the possibility of anyone at all walking in on you two was huge.
how dearly you wanted to smack that pretentious, tasteless attitude off his face which al-haitham continued to display in front of you, without an inch of utter shame, tilting his head while undressing you in his filth covered mind.
if only he wasn't so implausibly handsome, handsome in an understated way. His sharp edged jaw and robust shoulders spoke of true strength, yet his best features were his entrancing, multicolored eyes, resembling liquid flashing fire.
al-haitham was carefully placing his elbows on the desk with his head resting in the palm of his hand and leaning forward, watching your every move through his lashes with a piercing stare, beauty could be a cruel mistress, all the more alluring.
"what if someone hears us though?"
nervously shifting your footing from side to side, you took a step forward but avoided eye contact regardless which he found amusing, almost adorable, somewhat sweet.
you reminded him of a gentle breeze, a calm ocean and a sugary dessert all combined in one, he just had to have you nuzzled in between his muscular thighs, all pretty and riled up, suckling on his fat cock until he cums and fills you with his thick, salty seed.
"as far as i'm concerned, that's what makes it fun in the first place."
he couldn't possible contain himself form smirking, licking his lips while shifting his eyes from your collarbones all the way down your toes, slowly, indulging in your beauty, imagining how it would be to taste your syrup-sweet lips.
noticing your stiffened body, al-haitham got a hold of the control leaping in the air. He reached out an arm for you, of course, confidently pulling his shoulders back and signaling you to come closer, single minded focus on the thing that excited him the most.
you.
as if the situation wasn't already abundantly awkward, you were still wobbly on your footing, the condition of your knees reminding you of pudding. Snatching the last string of courage, you ambled near to your lover, inhaling through your nostrils and exhaling through pursed lips.
at last, you took his large hand in your own, swallowing down the aching knob in your throat before he could sense on how nervous you actually were, yet more so electrified and intrigued at the same time.
"if someone knocks you're hiding under the desk, understood?"
a triumphant smile settled around the corners of his lips, eyes hooded. His addictive scent was more dominant now and you could clearly view the slight flex of his muscles, twitching.
with a nod, you answered his question, a sharply edged euphoria had been perceived by you, it felt as if your heart was beginning to swell, thumping against your ribcage.
with the help of al-haitham, you sank down onto the ground in between his strong legs, situating each hand on his weighty thighs.
"repeat my question."
al-haitham's low lidded eyes were darker than usual, laced in pure bliss as he shifted in his seat, effectively drawing himself closer to you with your foreheads almost touching.
"if someone knocks, i'm hiding under the desk."
through a released pent-up breath, you spoke lowly and managed to spell out his desired words, the risky behavior enhancing the crashing of invincibility and authority in you, his brass attitude breathing new life into your body.
"clever girl."
the tone in his voice set off as intimidating, your thighs clenched together involuntarily at him showing himself like that to you, desperate and impatient. The idea of you blowing him in his office was a nasty thought that would cross him ever so often, more than he'd actually admit, if he in fact, would admit it at all.
with your eyes digging daggers at his lower region, you got a sight of his growing bulge. Without actually seeing him bare, you could deduct that al-haitham was well packed and huge, the outlines of his pants being one of the many hints you indulged in.
your hands worked in sync to unzip his pants to free him from his confinements, your fingers were slightly shaking from anticipation and the thought of having him in your mouth, all the worry and fear from beforehand melting into nothingness.
with a single pull down, you exposed him to your eyes, his throbbing cock springing free and messily plopping on his stomach, resting. It twitched with the blood tightening it its veins, at first, you decided to run a single digit over the thin skin, the somewhat coarse friction of your finger pad on the hard erection of pleasure made his hips buck forward.
"f-fuck." peering at you from behind his lashes, his jaw lightly gaped open, breathing through his mouth in tiny, yet uneven pants.
archons, he's been so frustrated lately, it was almost humiliating to al-haitham for you to see him in such state, so vulnerable and desperate for some release, didn't matter how you did it as long as you let him cum all deep in your throat afterwards.
with that thought crossing his foggy mind, he wanted you to surrender to his will and his command alone, do as he said with your lips worshipping him.
it was his cock alone you are supposed to suck, he was the one who you could pleasure and certainly he was the only one who was allowed to spill himself deep within your tightened throat while you were flexing all greedily, milking and suckling him dry.
with a newfound sense of courage, you took him in your hand and revolved your hand into a tiny tunnel, pulling yourself closer to him. Before anything, you placed a faint peck on his cock head, it was barely able to be perceived yet the sight alone made him tremble, his normally snarky remarks dying in his throat.
in his eyes, there wasn't anything better than getting his cock worshipped, pampered with kisses while licking away the small droplets of pre cum he drooled all over his messy length, slurping it up and treating it like the finest substance you were ever gifted with swallowing.
that was all wrong, you thought to yourself, trying to make sense out of the situation before realizing there was nothing that would make sense in the first place other than the both of you being strangely thirsty over each other, starving.
with a mental note like that, why was your cunt still beginning to suddenly ache and tingle upon fastening your hand on his length, how you began to crave his thick cock within your walls when there was a huge possibility for someone to barge in right now, seeing you on your knees while sucking off the akademiya's scribe.
both spasms of lust and adrenaline quaked through your body as he mused to you, "you shouldn't keep me waiting any longer."
his alluring words did nothing than heighten the arousal in between your legs with your lips covering over his tip, placing two more loving pecks on the rosy cock head before carefully parting your mouth, your warm breath coating the damp skin.
the rapid change in al-haitham's face was amusing, a swift, experimenting flick of your tongue over the hardness coaxed a half moan half groan sound out of his throat.
"t-that's good, feels good."
in a way, it sounded as if he was grasping onto each inch of control in his body, concentrating on the pleasure you inflicted on him with a-haitham still mustering to appear with the bigger authority between you both.
trailing your wet mouth and lowering yourself, you gurgled around his stiff cock, rolling it against the roof of your mouth and rubbing it with your tongue, inch by inch until the natural response of your body made it unable for you to take him further.
al-haitham settled his hands on each side of your head, he was beyond satisfied with the feel of your insides, a brass twitch adding onto the euphoria bubbling in his belly.
how he swelled under your touch with his dilated pupils gazing over the light tracks of veins disappearing in your wet warmth.
"you don't know how often i fantasized about this."
with his sudden admittance laced in a dizzy smirk, you spiraled your tongue over the hard underside of his cock, murmuring incoherent sounds with the vibrations throwing him into utter madness.
"i thought about this all the time, whenever i saw you walk by."
al-haitham knew you couldn't respond, quite frankly, he didn't want you to. Your crossed his features from behind your lashes, the sight alone of his muscular chest heaving up and down from your antics was salivating, nerve wrecking.
just a bit, with a faint pressure, you pressed your lips into the soaked flesh, trailing your mouth up and down his impressive cock with the bulbs of pre cum bubbling into your aching throat. You couldn't remember the last time you concentrated this much, holding a significant control over your jaw and keeping it relaxed so he'd properly fit in you.
"f-fuck, or that one time you talked to kaveh while wearing that ravishing skirt." with a languid stretch on his lips, he lolled his head back into his chair to indulge in the bliss you inflicted on him.
one of your hands continued to hold his cock and stroke in tandem with your sucks while the other one began to fondle with his balls which were very much covered in your saliva, rubbing the mess in between your palm.
aching to taste more of him, you quickly let go of his member with a lewd pop before running your tongue down his length until gathering the slick over his testicles, nibbling on his balls and sucking them into your mouth, one at a time while simultaneously pumping his shaft with your free hand.
your nostrils could take in his musky scent, as strong as the warm air that laced around them. Al-haitham was dripping already, drooling mercilessly when you forced him back into your warmth, flexing your throat to gulp down the mess in your mouth with the rotation in your muscles heaving a hoarse groan out of his chest.
"i must say." he traced his thumb over your forehead to brush over your skin, "I'm growing quite addicted to that pretty mouth of yours."
you drew in your breath with a deep smile, adjusting your tempo as you desired to chase his climax, bring him to his release so he could praise and return the favor to you in many other ways.
as glorious as it was for him to watch you slurp in the white drops that threatened to escape past the corners of your mouth, al-haitham couldn't deny his pleasure much longer, the swell in his belly was on its breaking point and you knew.
he was twitching and pulsating within you, your mouth taking him full length deep until your natural reflexes caught the best of you, a slight choke plastering goosebumps on your rough skin.
the tightness of al-haitham's hands on your scalp grew with his fingers digging into your head and holding your hair out of your face so you wouldn't be lacking attention on the task that was the most important right now.
"I-i’m close." his heels pressed into the floor, the tension in his blood veins enhanced a tenfold with you rolling your skilled, warm fingers over his balls.
with the tingling euphoria holding a significant grip in the pit of his belly, he spilled himself mercilessly deep down your throat, his warm, sticky cum being goey and heavy on your restless tongue.
he cummed a lot, your mouth was completely stuffed full with the sides of your lips letting a couple droplets of his sweet gift expand to your chin.
a soft growl locked you over, his eyes were from half lidded, gradually closing as without a notice, out of the blue and in a sliding second, the door handle of al-haitham's office began to wiggle down, his eyes growing the size of saucers as he abruptly pushed himself into the desk together with you uncomfortably nuzzled underneath, his semi erect continuing to be engulfed by your swollen lips.
"al-haitham, what, seriously?"
the voice was familiar, too familiar, "what is it kaveh?"
al-haitham spread his legs wider into the desk, for one to somehow soothe the ache in his lower region, more so to try to hide the fact that he literally just released himself down your throat and two, to have you kneeling more comfortably.
"i was searching for you everywhere and you're lazing around in your office, how unusual of you."
without anyone giving him permission to do so, kaveh sat himself in the chair right in front of him, his brows slightly rising up upon realizing his roommate's flushed, out of breath expression.
"what's up with you?" as if this situation wasn't worse already, al-haitham was about to completely lose it as he perceived the little scheme you had in your mind, that being you suddenly sinking his cock deeper until his tip hit your throat, his breath hitching erratically.
not only that but the fact his salty cum was still in your mouth made the situation far more intimate, he was incredibly sensitive from his climax just a few moments ago and your wet mouth didn‘t help.
damn you, who would've believed you could be so bold and challenging? if it wasn't for kaveh being in the room with you he would've forcefully pulled you off his cock only to roughly fuck himself into you as well deserved punishment.
"before you're asking me a question, not to mention in my office, care to answer mine first?"
shutting his eyes shut for a tiny second, one of his hands tangled in your hair while his free one rubbed over his eyes, desperately forcing himself to appear normal and not make a fool out of himself.
why, out of all people, does it have to be kaveh who bursts into his office at a time like this?
"i‘m asking again then, why are you here?"
al-haitham's breathing was ragged and audible, the pain he inflicted on your scalp had you in a dizzy haze yet it also turned you on, your tongue dripping over his length when you dared to bob your head up and down, only to be hold down by al-haitham's strong hand, your gulping almost about to be perceived by kaveh if it wasn't for the oh so smart scribe's sudden coughing.
"uh-" if he didn't know any better, it seemed as if his roommate had a serious worry laced over his eyes. "i lost my key, i need yours."
al-haitham continued to chew on the mushy insides of his cheeks while you gulped around his shaft, drinking his semen, the tears in your eyes spilling down your warm face.
he was quick with it, really, grabbing the tiny key which was situated in a tiny bowl as he quickly slid it towards his roommate.
"wow, not even a snarky remark this time, are you sick?"
darting his eyes with a raised brow, kaveh rose up from his seat with the key in his palm, "whatever, you better take care of yourself before I'm catching a fever too, you look as if you're about to throw up." with a roll of his eyes, he dramatically turned around to face the door, stomping towards the exit.
"oh- and did you see y/n? I'm in dire need of help with my new project."
your breath hitched at his sudden words, more so when you heard him call your name. If only kaveh knew you were there right now, in the same room, hollowing and suckling the fat cock of his roommate while covered in drool and cum, your chin a mess with the floor underneath you covered in the same liquid.
"no, i didn't see y/n all day." al-haitham's cock throbbed within your insides, stroking your scalp when he watched kaveh leave— with a suspicious facial expression, being hopeful that he didn't catch onto what was going on.
the moment the door closed, he quickly rolled back off his desk, pulling you almost completely off his cock as you coughed out, your nails digging into his broad thighs with his tip still nuzzled in between your lips.
"I thought he was never going to leave, what a mess."
he dropped his hand to lift your chin, his cock head flushed on your plump lips, "there you are teasing me when i told you to hide under the desk."
you bring down your hand to stroke his previously softened— but now semi erect length while slurping up the pre cum on his tip before replying, "but i did hide under the desk, or did i not?" with your puppy eyes and plump lips, he couldn't wait to make you beg for it, scream his name after your little, dangerous play.
"if you think i‘m going to let this go, you're more than mistaken."
the eternal crave in him had an unusual smirk smother his lips, tracing the line of your filth covered mouth, your jawline and behind your ear, the night being young with so much more time to explore each other.
People who switch pronouns in songs to no-homo the situation are so funny. The idea literally never even occurred to me as a kid. Couldn’t be me. I am a woman scorned. I am a man who had his heart broken. I am a guy who hates his hometown. I’m a country boy, I’m a city girl. I’m a slut. I’m addicted to cocaine. It’s a song, man.
Itto anon here! You did an amazing job on my ask and you going to far ? Dude you could have gone farther if ya wanted! Hell if you want to write more go right ahead I’m sure the other itto simps would eat it up! Also loved the idea of her having a maid uniform!
you thought that one was far? oh, it gets so much worse~ very glad to hear you enjoyed it though !!
here's the first part of this thirst in case you missed it !!
pairings: itto & virgin ! f ! reader
notes: i feel like i should apologise for this ? i hope this does justice for everyone begging for a part two. it's barely proofread, so please let me know if anything needs correcting. also, warnings are utc !
word count: 2.7k
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!
warnings: (might wanna buckle in for these), dom/sub dynamics (sub ! reader and dom ! itto), virginity loss, itto is a bit mean, size kink, slight predator / prey, maid dress, degradation, name calling, itto has a rather filthy mouth, authority kink ? (itto makes you call him master), established safe word, some teasing, orgasm control, spanking, collar and leash, masturbation, kind of exhibitionism, a bit of orgasm denial, tiny bit of gaping(?), mirror sex, maybe light humiliation, dumbification, itto is huge, gonna add monsterfucking just in case, dacryphilia, slight crybaby ! reader, breeding, squirting, implied overstimulation, like one bite, reader is a little bit bratty, rough sex.
finally, your wishes had come true ! itto led the way back to his home, long strides requiring you to run to keep up with him. while he was usually the one to enjoy the view from behind you, the oni was simply appreciating the way your tits bounced with the fast pace he was setting.
"eager, aren't ya, doll?" you couldn't even reply if you wanted to, instead doubling over to catch your breath whilst waiting for him to unlock his door. "if you're breathless after that, ya got another thing coming."
he pulled you inside, slamming your smaller form against the door. any care or kindness in the kiss that he gave you was overwhelmed by the pure primal desires bubbling deep within him. one of his arms was pressed across your chest, caging you to the wall. the other accompanied his long fingers finding their way under your dress, discovering the wet spot that had already formed between your legs. he watched as a string of slick connected his digit to your heat, despite having not touched your underneath your clothes. "fucking slut," he spat, "all this from a little kiss. bed, now."
itto released you from his hold, admiring the way you ran immediately to his bedroom. you knew where it was, hell you'd been here a billion times before ! your flesh jiggled as you followed his orders, only further intoxicating him. he felt like an apex predator chasing a helpless gazelle as he followed you.
the sight he was met with almost made the man's jaw drop to the floor. he did not anticipate for you to be presenting yourself for him. your were on your hands and knees, slick covered panties fully on display as you bent over on his mattress. a small chuckle fell from his lips as he situated himself behind you, his crotch pressing against you. he towered over you, leaning down to nibble your earlobe. "need you to tell me you still want this, doll. it's still your first time, no shame in starting off with someone smaller. i'm not a monster, y/n. i don't want to hurt ya... unless that's what ya really want."
"please, don't hold back itto. i want you to stretch my tight cunt and fill me up with your cum."
he groaned at your words, struggling to keep his head above water for another moment. "safe word is dango. trust me, you're gonna need it." he licked a stripe up the side of your face, looking forward to defiling your sweet human self. "i know what you're into, whore. 's not like you shut up about it. gonna treat you like the cock hungry bitch i know you are,"
the degradation rolled right off his tongue and to your dripping cunt. itto began by tracing his finger across your clothed folds. he relished in how responsive you were for him, begging to be fucked raw. he used one of his sharp nails to rip the fabric, pulling it off of you in shreds. your moans were unfiltered, loving how the cold air felt against you. the oni adored how wet you were for him. he spread your drenched lips to be met with your puffy clit prominent and your puckering hole contracting around nothingness. you whined as he pulled away from you, wanting nothing more than to feel his long tongue tracing your inner walls. his strong hands forced you onto your back, your eyes meeting his own.
"show me how you stuff your own cunt up," it felt mocking, the way he repeated the words you had used earlier.
"at least help me out of my dress first," you moved to remove your arm from its confinements, only to be stopped by his sharp tongue.
"no. keep it on." oh.
"and you have the audacity to call me the whore here? bet you come back here every night and pound your fist to the thought of ruining me in my uniform."
"shut your fucking mouth before i find a better use for it."
you laughed. he hated how smug you were being - you'd pay for that later. his gaze remained transfixed on the way that you shifted the neckline so that your breasts spilled out of your dress, nipples already hard. you groped each mound, small fingers toying with your buds. being as needy as you were, it didn't take long before you were collecting your juices and shoving your fingers into your tight hole. your other hand found its way to your clit, massaging rough circles around the sensitive nub. moans of itto's name left your lips along with a string of curses about how good you felt. he was enjoying the show you were putting on for him, watching intently as you grew nearer the edge. the weight of his eyes on you only made you arch your back faster, orgasm on the horizon.
"don't you fucking dare cum without permission, slut." itto's voice broke you out of your pleasure-filled daze. you slowed your fingers, unsure of how to respond to him. "bitch lost her voice already? i didn't say you could stop."
"p-please," the desperation of your voice contrasting your typical confident demeanor, "let me cum,"
"think you deserve it?" he stood up, raising his eyebrow at you. you knew you weren't supposed to respond, but biting your tongue was not in your nature.
"yes ! 've done what you said ! want to show you how i cum on my own hand, itto."
"desperate cunt. so drunk on pleasure already." itto pulled something out of his bedside drawer, hiding it from your sight until he was towering over you. "it's time you remember who you belong to, don't you think?" he removed the spiked leather collar from his own neck, instead fastening it around your own. he made sure it was tight enough to be a little uncomfortable, though not enough to actually hurt. its most noticeable feature was the bold metal loop on the front, of which itto attached a matching leash to. he gave it a small tug, your eyes widening. you hadn't anticipated him treating you like this. oh, how right you were to assume he was less than kind in bed.
he moved to sit on the edge of the mattress, ordering you to bend over his knee. you complied, unable to help yourself squirming on him. he fondled your ass, still conscious that you would be sensitive from earlier.
"i-itto," the way you moaned his name made him even harder, though that wasn't what he wanted you to call him. he pulled back his hand to land a harsh slap across your bare ass, enjoying how you squealed at the impact, curves rippling as he continued hitting you.
"it's master to you, doll. anything else and you will be punished. understand?" you nodded viciously, but he only spanked you again in response. "i said," slap "do ya" slap "understand?" you were pretty much yelling when you told him you understood, though you had forgotten that one key word that he wanted to hear spill from your mouth. slap. you spluttered, confused at what he wanted. slap.
"yes, master ! i understand, master !"
"good." he maneuvered you around so that you were facing a mirror. you were forced to see how much of a mess you truly were. the neckline of your dress was undoubtedly stretched by your heavy tits pouring over it. its hem was messily pushed up around your middle, leaving your pretty pussy out on display for itto - nono, for your master. from itto's view behind you, you looked so submissive for him. his pretty maid ruining her stockings with her own juices and ass recovering from his red handprints. all this, and he hadn't even used you yet !
the oni tugged at your leash, forcing you to stare in the mirror as he revealed his cock behind you. it was so big that you almost regretted the situation you had gotten yourself into. those red markings across his body trailed down to his tip and along his balls, which were heavy and full of seed that he couldn't wait to dump into you. your attention was then drawn to the inhumane ridges along his length, mind wandering to how good they would feel when buried inside of you. your poor pussy clenched at the thought. itto pumped his length with one hand while the other kept its grip on your leash. he guided his bulbous tip to rest in between your folds. when you tried to move backwards and force him into you, you were only met with him pulling away.
"be patient, doll. i thought ya wanted to cum, hmm?"
"master, please put it in me ! i can't wait any longer-"
he wasn't planning on giving in so easily. he rested his tip on your sensitive clit, admiring how it spread your puffy folds apart. he wanted to tease you even more, though you seemed wet enough that you could take his whole fist, let alone your own. itto knew you would be a tight squeeze. he had never slept with a virgin before, yet every woman he'd ever been with had still struggled to take him.
"keep your eyes forward. watch your face as i stretch your dirty cunt open."
you couldn't reply. you were worried about taking him, despite how you wanted nothing more. one of his hands aided his length in finding your hole, though with the way he had your plush thighs spread so wide it was quite an easy job. his other hand rested on your stomach, both to help him ease into you and to comfort you at the unimaginable stretch that was about to take place. your eyes rolled back in your head as he finally pushed into you. he stopped once his mushroomed tip was in, allowing you to get used to some of his girth. moans of "master" and "please, more," fell from your lips, accompanying the squelching sounds of his cock impaling you. he wanted nothing more than to roughly bottom out inside of you, ignoring your pained whines. but itto remained mindful. now he'd seen first hand how your tiny fingers barely scissored you open. the fact that you had gotten so close so fast as you masturbated in front of him only made him more excited to see how squirmy you'd be around him. your nails dug against the hard wood floor, waiting for him to move.
itto eased himself further inside of you, ridges of his cock pulsing against your gummy walls. your legs shook at the sensation, almost in tears by how good the burn in your stomach was making you feel. "okay down there, pretty girl?"
your head hung low, itto resisting the urge to pull on your leash and force you to watch yourself struggle to take him. while sobs began wracking your body, he couldn't help but only get more turned on by your trembling. "c-can't," you whispered. "s-s-s 's not gonna fit,"
"you know what to say if you want me to stop," you remained silent, cries mildly dulling. "in that case, shut up and take me like the slut you claim to be,"
that was it. he couldn't take it any longer. itto thrust more of his rock hard length into you. you couldn't help but scream at the stretch - nothing could have prepared you for this. your breathing was borderline erratic, adrenaline rushing through your veins. you were convinced he'd bottomed out, though in reality barely half of him was inside of you. he sat motionless in you for a moment, letting you relax around him. once he felt confident that you were okay to continue, he gripped the leash you wore and forced your to watch him fuck you from behind. he was slow, allowing you to feel every curve and every vein protruding from his monstrous cock. his hand on your stomach moved further south, continuing to caress your mushy flesh with his thumb as another finger found its way to your pulsing clit. you looked so brainless already, sinful noises dripping from your lips as he toyed with you. it was too much, you couldn't take it anymore. your back arched and your cunny gushed, cumming around him. your eyes rolled to the back of their sockets, only to be filled back with the familiar tears as he dragged his cock completely out of you.
itto crouched next to you as you remained on your hands and knees, unable to move. "what did i say about cumming, hmm? i wasn't done with you, whore." his long tongue licked some of the tears running down your cheeks, relishing in the salty taste of them mixed with your sweat.
"i-i" you struggled to find your voice.
"you-you-" itto mocked. the humiliation he was making you feel only turned you on more, spurring you to continue.
"'m sorry," you cried. "'m so sorry, master."
"get up, bitch." he moved back to his position behind you, motioning for you to sit on his lap. as much as he would love to see what would undoubtedly be your pathetic attempts to lower yourself down onto his cock, he instead positioned you so your back was against his chest. itto's strong arms pushed open your thighs to align himself up once again, admiring how you took him much easier this time around. "think you can take all of me this time? can't wait to watch your virgin hole get fucked dumb on my fat cock,"
with that, he thrust up into you. your head fell back against his chest as both of his strong arms wrapped around your plump thighs, giving him unrestricted access to pound deeper into you. his thrusts were much more feral in comparison to those prior, your cunt slowly growing to accommodate more of him. itto was thankful for his size, as he could still reach up to cup your chin without letting go of your thighs, forcing you to look at how well your inexperienced pussy was taking him.
"look at yourself. such a fucking mess," itto's own breathing was growing ragged, a sign his own orgasm was approaching. "perfect little cocksleeve, ain't ya?"
your only answers were moans. itto was completely sheathed inside of you, his cock pulsing at the way your gummy walls squeeze him oh so tightly. as his tip began to kiss your cervix with each thrust, you felt like you had ascended to cloud nine. a mixture of sweat, tears, and your own juices covered both your exposed skin and work uniform. you threw your hands past your head, hoping to find the bedsheets to grip onto. instead, your hands wrapped around the oni's red horns. a string of curses left his lips, slowly losing control of himself. he recalled all the times you'd spoken about wanting a man to spill his seed into you, so he had no desire to pull out of you. the sensitivity of his horns combined with the clamping of your pussy around him pushed him to the edge. itto bit your shoulder as he came inside of you, flooding your womb with his seed. this was enough to make you scream, your own orgasm washing over you. it was more intense than anything you could have dreamed of. the feeling of thick spurts of his cum painting your walls was heavenly. you were crying and seeing stars as you squirted around the man and even onto the mirror in front of you, struggling to keep yourself from passing out at the pure euphoria you felt.
itto released you from his grip, waiting for you to come down before pulling out of you. his eyes were transfixed by the way your cunt gaped for a moment, satisfaction swelling in his chest as he saw his own cum adorning your pretty pussy. it was enough for him to feel himself growing hard again, though he knew for now he needed to tend to your trembling form.
he picked you up to rest on a cleaner side of the bed before softly cupping your cheek, pressing loving kisses to your forehead. you leaned into his touch, tiredness taking over. "rest up, doll. i'm gonna get you all cleaned up, okay?" you faintly nodded, eyes drooping at the safety and comfort you felt. itto let you fall into a light slumber before taking care of you and the mess the pair of you had made, later dropping down next to you and joining you in on your peaceful dreaming.
“Fuck, ya’ feel so good around my cock. Should’a done this sooner, sweetheart,” Atsumu groans low and heavy by your ear, leaning his body into yours. He braces his forearms by your head, crowding into your space; the weight of his body is welcome and comforting, and it’s all you can do to grasp onto his broad shoulders as he fucks his thick cock into your heat.
The amount of pleasure Atsumu feels is nearly overwhelming, pooling hot in his lower abdomen as your slick drips down the fat shaft of his cock — fully bare for the first time. It burns down his length eagerly, white-hot bursts of pleasure coursing through his body as he rocks into you, burying himself between your thighs.
He can’t get enough of your noises, leaning down to press his weight a bit further against your body. Atsumu nudges his nose along your jaw, a loud moan of your name slipping unbidden from his kiss-swollen lips. He nearly aches to hear you call out his own, his hand falling to grasp at your hip to spread you further open for his cock.
“Oh my god, ‘Tsumu I–” you begin, but your words are abruptly cut off by a loud gasp tangled on the tip of your tongue.
Atsumu feels a swell of satisfaction smooth throughout his chest, causing his heart to fill with warmth as you lose yourself in the bare feel of his cock dragging along your walls.
“Ya’ ‘what,’ sweetheart?” He thrusts particularly hard, burying his achingly hard cock as deep inside you as he can. The sudden way your walls clamp down on him causes Atsumu to nearly choke, his hips stuttering as you cream on his cock. “Shit, ya’ — ya’ can’t just go doin’ that–”
As you clench around him again, the heat of your cunt sucking in his cock, pulling him flush against your body, Atsumu has difficulty maintaining his composure.
“Doing ‘what’?” you tease, a lopsided smirk overtaking your features as you appraise your lover on top of you. Atsumu’s handsome face is flushed, a faint blush coloring his cheeks and the tip of his nose; his hair is messier than usual, falling across his forehead in waves — evidence of how your fingers tangled in the strands earlier. As his plush lips fall open in a low groan, you can’t help but wrap your legs around his waist, guiding him in pushing his cock further inside you.
An amused chuckle falls past Atsumu’s lips as he fucks into you. Your tight walls massage the fat length of his shaft every time he pushes in, and every time he pulls out, you give him a moan as your heat attempts to suck him back inside you, hesitant to let him go.
“I know ya’ can’t wait for me to cum inside this tight pussy, huh?” your lover teases, a lopsided, charming smirk tugging at his lips. His messy hair falls over his forehead as he grinds his cock into you, kissing the sharp gasp that falls past your lips as a result. “Ya’ gonna let me fuck ya’ full of my cum, sweetheart? I can feel ya’ grippin’ onto me like ya’ want to. ‘S okay, ya’ can let go for me.”
And Atsumu’s grin broadens when you hastily nod, clutching onto him tighter as your hot cunt milks his cock dry.
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