đŠâĄđŞ Summary: When Jean is angry or stressed, you are the only one who can calm him down. He just need a taste.
đŠâĄđŞ Tags: smut. modern!au, face sitting/oral sex, dirty talk, overstimulation, spit play, pet name "princess", spanking, begging.
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When Jean is angry or stressed you are the only person who can calm him down, you are the first and only person he always calls.
And it was exactly what was happening now, the man was in front of you walking from left to right, cursing all the living and dead things; while he narrated you how shitty his day had been.
"And don't even make me talk about this guy... Eren." Oh yeah, Jaeger, his roommate. The times Jean has had to get out of the shared room and sleep with you have been countless, thank god you weren't so far from campus.
The guy was noisy, he complained about everything and was super messy but the worst of all is that whenever Jean took you with him Eren would eat you with his eyes and wouldn't even try to hide it, that made his blood boil. Jean hated him and was tired of filling out requests for a change of floor but they were all full so he'd have to stay and live another semester next to that living nightmare.
Your boyfriend was about to explode and you were the only one who could calm him down. You sat on the bed watching him scream and throw his hair back in rage until he felt he was calm enough to touch you. "Get naked." He ordered you with a heavy sigh brushing his hair away from his forehead. His gaze was challenging, he wouldn't take no for an answer.
You followed his instruction like so many other times and you undressed in front of him who followed your movements without blinking. You placed your legs in an 'M' shape on the bed to give your lover a better view, you heard him let out an almost animalistic growl. You took two of your long fingers to your mouth where you made sure to soak them before lowering them to your crotch and running through your folds exposed to his gaze, making long strokes that completely captured his attention.
"Come here, Jean. Come and have a taste."
You watched him almost crawl towards you. His pupils were dilated and his appearance had completely changed.
He always started slowly, his warm lips leaving kisses on your thighs, every now and then he bit the skin with a little force just enough to hear your gasps and leave marks that you would remember the next day. Delicately as always at the beginning, he placed your legs on top of his shoulders and left his big hands still on your waist, pressing you against the bed to prevent you from running away from him. You let out a sigh preparing for what was to come, your nipples were already hard.
You saw him drop a trickle of saliva right onto your clit to help you get even wetter. His grip tightened, hinting at how hard it was for him to control himself and go slow. His thick tongue parted your lips spreading his spit at the same time and you felt him crash against your sensitive button, Jean tasted you from top to bottom collecting and testing your moisture, humming against your slits, the vibrations of his moans sending shivers throughout your legs.
"You're all mine." He growled more to himself than to you, the only thing you could respond to that was with a moan nodding, "You taste so good." He purred, closing his eyes after pressing his lips against you again.
Soon his licks became more aggressive and in no time you felt him suck on your little pearl with force, those grotesque sounds of him slurping your fluids made your walls contract sharply against nothing, your poor pussy needed something inside even you would settle with one of his fingers, opening, exploring your insides but you knew it would be in vain to beg him to do it, he wasn't going to, much less was he going to fuck you, at least not until you came against his warm tongue and there was only one way he wanted you to do it.
You felt him walk away from you for a moment, which you were already expecting him to do, his hands left your waist and he sat on his legs before speaking again. "Sit on my face."
He wiped the corner of his lips before laying down next to you. You knew how impatient your boyfriend got in that state so it didn't take you long to do what he asked. "Facing me, you know how I like it." With the index finger he hit his jaw twice, giving you that smile that made your legs shake.
You carefully placed yourself on his face trying not to choke him, when you felt stable in your new position you decided to look at him. His eyes were watching you like a predator, stopping at your breasts and then looking at your face. You felt him grin against your folds as he felt the warmth of your pussy again.
"Shit, baby. I love the view I have from down here but," his hand slammed into your butt causing you to lose your balance and forcing you to drop all of your weight against his mouth. Jean held you by the waist and helped you up just a little so that you could understand what he wanted to say. "You know how I like it, don't you? So when I tell you that I want ya to sit on my face, I mean it, princess, I don't wanna breath. So sit. on. my. fucking. face."
You nodded quickly, dropping your weight against his mouth. You heard him mutter something you couldn't understand, from the way he rolled his eyes you assumed it was a good thing and that he was satisfied with your behavior. You again felt Jean's tongue separate your swollen pussy lips and explore your cavity while his hands went up to your tits which he pressed and squeezed against his palms, due to the difference in size it was easy for him to cover them effortlessly.
Jean didn't take long to regain the rhythm that he had before this time with your nipples between fingers, pinching and pulling them while his tongue was in charge of flick your clit with force making you whimper with pleasure.
He slapped one of your breasts before leaving only one hand doing the work of torturing your nipples to bring the other to your butt where he would spank or caress it depending on what he wanted. Jean was devouring you like a hungry man, his eyes were closed allowing himself to be carried away by what his instincts asked him, he only opened them from time to time to verify that you were okay and that your legs could still hold you. He was addicted to the way your pussy could get wetter and wetter.
"Oh, Jean." The moans that he let out after hearing his name vibrated within your walls sending a new wave of pleasure throughout your body, your moisture soaked your thighs and you couldn't imagine what your boyfriend's face would be like at that moment âfor some reason that turned you on even more.
Jean had dedicated himself to sucking your clit hard and torturing it with the tip of his warm tongue and unconscious with his pointed jaw he was putting pressure on your entrance, his four-day beard tickling inside your walls. You let out another curse between whimpers which made you earn another slap to one of your tits.
"I can't, 'm too sensitive. Don't suck me like that, Jean, please."
You didn't know it at the time but every time his name left your precious lips, his cock throbbed in his boxers.
"Yes, you can, you can take it, princess. I know you almost there, please, use me. Ride my tongue."
His hands helped you get up, holding your waist tightly and he let his tongue out to leave it hanging for you, you swore that you could cum with the image so lewd that was under you, Jean begging you with dilated pupils and his tongue hanging full of saliva and your fluids waiting for you to sit on your throne.
You flopped forward to get a better position and hold on to the bed as best you could to start riding his tongue. The soft, hard muscle worked its way seamlessly between your soaked pussy and your sore clit, it was too much but you had to do it for Jean, you had to give it to him, it was the only thing that would calm his anger. In this new position, his spit began to be produced in greater quantity making a mess more of him than of you, the wet sound of your pussy opening against his mouth was enough to take you to the limit.
He watched you drop your head back and slow down your movements which led him to slap your ass hard to keep you in rhythm and hundreds of "hm hm" vibrated from his throat as an incentive for you to come, he wanted, he needed taste your orgasm.
His name tore your throat when you felt your release finally reach, your hands held the sheets as best they could so as not to fall completely against him even though you knew it wouldn't bother him but it was so difficult to hold on, your legs and thighs ache while your pussy kept contracting against Jean's mouth who hadn't moved away yet, his tongue tapping from time to time to your reddened bud.
"I love to feel her throb on my tongue."He purred with a proud smile giving you another spank.
He gently helped you turn to leave you next to him once more. "Now you're ready for my cock." He said wiping the remains of your moisture with the back of his arm.
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"you're making me feel brand new, you're more than the sunshine in my eyes~"
modern au! choso kamo x reader | word count: 831 words
summary: amusement park date with choso đĄ
warnings: none! not proofread
note: little self indulgent fic cause i literally could find little to no fluff for this man on here đ if anyone knows any jjk fluff or angst writers, pls let me know!
the sounds of delightful screams and laughter as people rode various rides. the smells of delicious food and snack options in the air. the fun game stands with cute prizes hanging from their ceilings. all of if made the amusement park atmosphere what it was. today, you were here with your boyfriend, choso.
you were shocked when he told you he'd never been to an amusement park, wanting him to experience the same excitement and fun. you two held hands as you walked around, holding churros and debating on what ride to go on next.
"what do you wanna go on next, cho?" you asked, gently squeezing his hand as you two looked around.
"hmm...nothing too fast, we don't want to throw up-" choso mumbled, remembering the last ride you two went on.
while you two walked around, one of the game stalls caught your eye. it was one of those games where you had to knock down cups stacked in a pyramid with a baseball. the prizes ranged from little plastic keychains to giant teddy bears.
you tugged on choso's hand, motioning to the stall. "you think you can win me one of the teddy bears?" you asked, a cute smile on your lips.
choso glanced the game over, arriving at the counter. "you get 3 tries. no leaning against the stand, no putting your elbows on the counter. please stand behind the tape line." the person running the stand said.
choso nodded, taking one of the baseballs and standing behind the line. "choso, remember. it's okay if you don't win. i won't be upset." you told him, giving him a pat on the shoulder.
but you could see that he was determined to win you a teddy bear. the biggest one at that. he squinted his eyes a little, taking his aim, and throwing the baseball.
CLANK! the guy running the stand was more shocked than you, standing there with his jaw hanging open as every single cup fell off on the stand.
"we'll take the biggest teddy bear you have." choso requested nonchalantly, the guy still in shock as he got on a ladder to reach the biggest stuffed bear and handing it to you. you gladly took it, giddy laughter leaving you as you spun around with the bear.choso couldn't fight the smile creeping up onto his lips, finding the sight heartwarming.
"what would you like to do now?" choso asked, giving you a gentle pat on the head as you two walked away from the game stands. the sun was starting to set and the perfect idea popped into your head. "hmm...let's go on the ferris wheel!" you exclaimed, pointing to the giant wheel.
you two were now in one of the ferris wheel boxes, the ride slowly starting to lift you two up above the fair grounds. you sat near the window, your nose practically pressed up against it as you gasped in excitement.
"everything's getting so small! choso, look!" you exclaimed, urging your boyfriend to have a look.
"yeah...the view's beautiful..." he murmured, resting his chin on your teddy bear that sat between you two.
"i know, rig-?" you turned back to choso, your cheeks heating up a bit. choso hadn't been looking out the window. he was looking at you.
"you're staring, cho..." you mumbled. now it was his turn to blush, his head burying into the plush softness of the teddy bear. you couldn't help but laugh, a slight grumble leaving him as he looked back up at you.
"it's okay. i like it when you stare at me." you stated, scooting closer to him and taking the bear plush in your hands. you moved its head out of the way, before setting it on the floor of the car.
choso's heart skipped a beat as he noticed you leaning in closer to him, his breath hitching. he let his eyes flutter shut and you stared at him for a moment. he looked so at peace, but also so nervous, obviously expecting a kiss. you decided to mess with him a little, picking up the teddy bear and moving its head closer to him until his lips met faux fur.
choso opened his eyes and sputtered, his cheeks coloring as you burst into a fit of laughter. "y/n..." choso grumbled, fighting the smile that threatened to form on his lips. he looked so cute, sitting there, sulking about not getting a real kiss from you.
you couldn't help it and when he least expected it, you cupped his cheeks and planted a soft and gentle kiss on his lips. a rush of warmth ran through his body as he sighed into it, placing his hands over your own.
"thanks for coming with me today, choso." you hummed, resting your forehead on his as you pulled away from the kiss. "any time. let's come again tomorrow. i'll win you an even bigger prize."
and to your surprise, that's exactly what he did.đĄ
đ¸ŕžŕ˝˛ sum. not only does he think he knows what heâs doing, heâs also a virgin. but thereâs a first time for everything . . . right? choso, nanami, gojo, geto, ino, toji.
warnings. fem! reader, vÄŤrgin men, unprotected, vÄŤrginity loss, whiny needy men, some college themes, fratboy! toji, pĂşssydrunk men, cĹckwarming, cĂŠrvix kissin', cunnÄŤlingus, dry humping, finishing quick, spÄąt, squÄŤrting, brĂŠeding, petnames, sukuna's part didn't save but i'll make it up </3
â NANAMI KENTO aka the quick learner virgin?!
nanami drools the minute his tip disappears inside of your cunt. he canât help it - at all.
the balmy warmth you provide him while youâre straddling his waist, basically cockwarming him sends him shivers. âgod, âs good,â he groans, tugging at the bottom edge of his spot-patterned tie. nanami could feel the raised pointed tips of his ears burning as his eyes slowly flicker down toward your sopping wet pussy. oh, how itâs just profusely leaking with so much strings of your pretty slick. messily, it glosses a shine between your legs, gleaming with thick molassesâalmost similar to a stream, and yet this stream was instead flowing down between your legs. âmmh.. ride me, s- show me how to feel good, my love.â
âhey. eyes on me, âken,â you whisper, your fragile breaths growing shallow the moment heâs tightly snug balls deep in. with a ringing loud âpop!â you feel him greedily ease his way past the slight loose ring of your entrance and you moan. heâs in so deep, and you canât help but shimmy your hips against his lap. nanami told you how he had little to no experienceâand yet, he wanted to try this out with you. having you ride him until he couldnât think straight. whenever you ran your hands down his carved tone body, a roaring fire would ignite within him. your touch alone sent him chills and he only craved it more. tender fawn-colored eyes that almost resemble honey meet your gaze, and he leans into your touch the moment you cup your hands on his cheeks. slowly, youâre lustfully swaying against his lap back and forth and he groans. âthatâs it, youâre doinâ good, kento. hold my hips.â
âlike . . this?â he hoarsely asks, and hefty hands suddenly cling onto your waist. you moan, nodding as he gently holds them in place, trying to guide your movements. his cock stretched you out in each ân every way, curiously exploring through the gummy walls of every slick orifice. nanamiâs starting to sweat alreadyâand you smile, watching as he sneaks a fat thumb down between your pried open legs. âmngh. . youâre soakinâ all on me. is that normal?â he breathes, and you can see a bit of drool starting to seep down the cracked corners of his lips.
soaking, he could hear the sloppy sounds of your cunt slamming back against his tense thighs and it makes him throb. in zealous sync, you end up throbbing too, and he feels said throb right against the the narrow tip of his cock. âah, y- yeah, âs normal, kento,â you inhale sharply, wrapping your arms around him. callused fingertips his drag a straight line down your skin as he starts to rock you faster into his needy pelvis.
the stretch makes you whimper - his dickâs so fat, and your pussy swallows all numerous inches every time. over ân over, your ass violently hits back against his lap as you continue to ride him, amorously tossing your swerving hips in a circle. you could see the blondâs eyes starting to grow hooded, and heâs never looked so in love. your cunt had him hungry for more. âlike that, baby?â
âmhm, i like a-anything you do to me, sweetheart,â nanami hoarsely coos, pulling up the back of your hand for a loving kiss. youâre riding him wellâwatching as he slowly cocks his head back, exposing the oval-shaped adamâs apple in his throat. itâs a simple yet sexy detail that makes you pulsate nevertheless, and nanami groans. âf- fuck, i need you. i need more, âm not gonna last, honey if you hah.. keep ridinâ me like that.â
and within a few hasty strokes, nanami starts to get the hang of your rhythm. by the hang, heâs starting to fuck you against his cock now. vast, open hands of his cling onto your waist tight before heâs occasionally spanking your ass. ângh, good girl. thatâs my girl, ugh,â and as youâre whining, nanami pulls you into his neck. the pearly silver band of his flashy watch tickles down your back as he grabs at a nice chunk of your ass, spanking it. âr- ride it like itâs yours, sweetheart. ride it like iâm yours.â
heâs whispering filthy nothing in your earsâtrying to drown out your cute sobbing whimpers and your even louder pussy. nanamiâs cock was deranged - it was reaching through every sensitive spot of yours, wasting no time to introduce itself near the gummy ridges.
âfuck, fuck!â youâd squeal out, gasping once the swollen head of his cock tickles its way near your hidden g-spot. oh, that spot. you couldnât help but get sheepish, a cock drunk smile twisting against your lips. heâs so snug, rearranging your insides while continuing to spank your ass. itâs almost as if he knew what he was doing, and nanami knew how to tame your aching cunt with just a few sloppy strokes. âken, âm close. fuckinâ close.â
âi know, i know. give it tâ me,â he whispers, his voice pitching deeper ân deeper after each sloppy thrust. nanamiâs pumping you full, swallowing thickly to ease the inside of his mouth thatâs parched, akin to the sahara. nanami groans, gingerly making you slam your hips against him harder. âfuck, work those hips sweetheart. show me how messy my pretty girl can be, h- huh?â
youâre whimpering constantly, sounding like nothing more than a broken record as youâre gradually being led to your release. itâs a candied sweet taste in your mouth that never goes away, and once you finally cameâyou were hysterical.
nanami huffs heavily, holding you tight as your hips come to a sudden devastating stop. heâs still buried thick inches deep before he groans, caressing a palm against your tender rear. âhah, thatâs m- my girl,â he coos, feeling you drench a portion of his cock with your slimy slick. itâs warm, and youâre still whining incoherent blurbs as you bury your face into his neck. âwhew, weâll have âta try that again,â and once he plants a wet kiss near your temple, he strokes your chin with a thumb. âbut another position though. if thatâs alright.â
âw- what position?â you tiredly pant, bringing a hand toward your sticky-coated back.
nanami gives your ass its final playful spank before whispering lowly against your lips. âever heard of doggy, my love?â
#GETO SUGURU aka the nasty virgin?!
getoâs a filthy nasty virgin, unashamed. insisting how heâs never experienced something like this before, smugly stating how he âdid his research.â
âlie back, sweetheart,â geto huffed, flipping you right back over on your back. heâd just got done with fucking you round after round for the first time, and it seemed like the word âstaminaâ didnât exist in his vocabulary. one second inside and he already wanted moreâhe was greedy, and it was never enough. as youâre struggling to catch your breath that drags out of your full puffed lungs, you stare up at geto. right away, his dark eyes dart between your legs and the dripping dewy mess that streams between your puffed cunt. âwhat a pretty sight, look at thaaaat,â and geto inches his face between your thighs, staring at frosty-white wads of cum that pour straight out of your full swollen folds.
so much. . you were practically overflowing with ribbons of sticky hot cum ân many more strings of it before he sticks out his tongue. âhah, least i can do is clean my girl, hm?â and you whimper, feeling him spread your legs apart with two hands. âkinda saw this in a video once.â
âs- sugu!â you gasp, your words leisurely turning into moans the second he dives straight into your pussy - nose first.
right as the tip of his tongue creates a frenzied slurping trail that soaks straight your cunt, he gives you the most feral look. his pretty black lashes briefly flap shut as heâs devouring you wholly, jerking his head from side to side. choked, gargled moans continue to steal out from your strained vocal cords as a hand of yours fishes through his matted tresses. âfuck, f- fuck like that, clean it up, baby.â
âmhm,â he smears his entire chin against your cunt, feeling it get doused with your sweet slick almost right away. heâs nasty, lapping up his bittersweet cum that spills out from between your folds like itâs nothing. geto barely even bats an eye, and thatâs when he groans the second you feel a bit of weight dip against the mattress. heâs now humping against the edge of the bed, rocking his slim hips over ân over. âgoddamn, âm so horny still, sweetheart. ây have no idea,â he whimpers shakily, and he grumbles under his breath, shaking his head as a few thin strands of hair gets in the way of his view. âh- hey, be a doll ân tie my hair back for me, yeah?â
as youâre chasing your quick-steady breaths, you grab his ponytail holder from his wrist, neatly putting his raven locks into a messy bun. âgood girl, take such good care of mâmmph.â
geto lowly chuckles against your pussy once you give him a soft push that makes his nose brush up against your clit. your folds were so cute ân runny, filthily oozing with velvety remnants of his warm, pasty cum. âmhh, suguru,â youâd whine, feeling your back continuously arch against the stained white sheets. getoâs got a few loose strands that continue to run down his face, past his browsâmaking him appear to be even more handsome whilst between your legs. each thoroughly slurp gets louder, and thatâs when he starts to loll his tongue out inside of you.
one thing about suguru geto was that he had a long fuckinâ tongue..
it extends fully, and you give his hair a rough tug once the tip of his tongue playfully slithers its way near your twitching sensitive nub. at that moment, you feel a rapid chill race through you and you let off the most shrilling whimper. âah! suguru, fuck, âm sensitive there, donât s- stop,â and as youâre babbling from his lengthy tongue, he starts to purse his lips. they curl up, puckering fully before heâs drinking everything out of you.
itâs a long carnal suck that makes your eyes cross and you feel like your lifeâs flashing before your eyes. splotches of white were all that clouded your vision as your thighs shakeânearly suffocating him with your plush, warm legs. âo- oh, fuck,â youâd mewl, and you knew that incoming pressure from anywhere.
you were close.
geto grunts, savoring your taste entirely. youâre just so sweet that your flavor melts on his tongue and heâs teasingly thrusting his tongue in and out of your sobbing folds. seconds later, thatâs when you shriek. âcâmonnn, give it to me,â and he even brings a hand between your thighs, spanking your precious cunt. âmake a mess on my tongue, wanna see what itâs like,â he groans, his rocking against the edge of the bed intensifying. getoâs famished for more, and his bare cock twitches against the rocky mattress frame as youâre squirming on his tongue. by now, heâs licked you clean, and in return, heâs left with a locked jaw and glimmering wet chin. geto eyes you intently, giving your pussy its final sloppy spank before whispering against your folds. âlet go for me, baby.â
as if on cue, you gush out loudly, feeling every muscle within you snap ân stretch outward. it was as if a crushing weight was lifted from your shouldersâbut in this case, your shoulders were your tummy. âfuuuck!â you whimper out, squeezing your eyes shut as your legs give out.
getoâs mouth was still glued to your sticky slippery cunt as his tongueâs slowed its licks down. you tasted even sweeter, and heâs slurping you right up - softly moaning against your cunt as he reaches to touch himself. getoâs tongueâs constant movements scratch such an itch in your brain, making you let off a cute gasp. âughh, s- suguru,â you whimper, feeling your thighs still shiver.
your tummy heaves in and out repeatedly, and you glance down at geto whoâs got the sleaziest grin. ât- thought you said you didnât know what you were . . hah, doing.â
âoh, baby i donât,â geto rasps, sitting up from between your legs. he closes the distance between you both, pressing a steamy hot kiss against your quivering plump lips. you moan, getting a brief taste of yourself on his hot tongue before he playfully bites near your bottom lip. âmy research helped me a lot,â and you moan the second you feel him give your sloppy cunt a big squeeze with his palm. âbut . . i didnât know my girl was a squirter. think weâll have to do that again,â geto licks underneath your chin. âyâknow, for research purposes.â
#GOJO SATORU aka the loser virgin?!
âyeah, yeah,â satoru would stubbornly grumble, cutting you off mid-sentence and rolling his eyes. his leaky tip remains idle, aligning itself against your soddened entrance before he puffs. phew, you were so pretty up closeâespecially down there. satoru couldnât help but stare, openly admiring just how slick ân soaked you were.
just weeping from both off folds, the entirety of your entrance being coated in nothing but perspiring wetness. satoru swears on his life he knows what heâs doing, but the second the globed head of his cock smears a line down the wet slope of your cunt - he folds.
with a shaky, needy breath, he whines. âgod, why are you so fuckinâ wet, baby. âs this supposed to happen?â
âyes, âtoru,â you reassure him, sprawling your legs out a bit more. satoruâs panting, watching as you bring two sets of fingers toward your pretty pussy. with a slightly wide âvâ shape, youâre spreading yourself apart and heâs gawking straight between your legs. fuck, you were so soaked that you were starting to drip near the inner crevices of your thighs. you were playing with yourself earlier before he told you how he wanted to try going inside for the first time. but now that heâs up closeâsatoru canât help but be a bit flustered. âcâmere, donât be shy,â and you nearly moan, trailing the print of your thumb down your syrupy-coated slit. âshe doesnât bite.â
satoru scoffs, but he inches closer. so wet, his cock that was being fisted in the palm of his hand was throbbing hard. pulse after fucking pulse, a lightning-shaped vein races down the center of his hand before he groans at how hard youâre making him. ângh, baby,â and he nearly loses it the second he struggles to align himself. he feels so hot, fuzzy cotton stuffing in his ears once his tip slowly rubs itself in between your drooling flaps. satoru snaps out of it, clearing his throat before puffing out his chest in an attempt to maintain his known ego. âheh- i mean uh- letâs show ya how âthe strongestâ fucks.â
and apparently, âthe strongestâ didnât really know what he was doing after all.
because heâs barely halfway in when heâs cumming - heavily.
emphasis on barely, and satoru lets out a sweet needy whine the second heâs shooting thin milky ropes into you. thick, stringy ribbons of cum envelope inside your pussy with warmth right away. âf- fuck, dammit,â heâd grunt, burying his face into the crook of your neck. satoruâs beefy body presses right up against yours, and heâs shivering at the feeling. itâs unlike any feeling heâs ever felt, and you giggle the second you hear him loudly sigh. âugh, that wasnât supposed âta happen.â
âthought you knew what you were doinâ, baby,â you cheekily reply, a few beads of sweat racing down the left side of your forehead. satoru sits up, leaning into your ginger embracesâyour palm cupping his temple. heâs pouting, an unsatisfied pout extending across each side of his lips.
âi- i doo,â he whines, feeling his thighs starting to heat up near the undersides. satoru clenches his teeth, groaning once you gradually wrap your legs around his slim waist. heâs hot, and youâve got him wrapped around your pretty âlil finger.
wide, crystal blue eyes meet your gaze before satoru exhales into your neck. âmnh, let me try again, baby,â and right as you rub your ankle down his tense back muscles, he gruffs. snowy flapping lashes of his shut tight before he wraps a hand around his lanky cock. âpleasee, câmon baby. lemme prove myself. iâll get it this time for real.â
a smile marinates its way against your features as you hum, rubbing a thumb down his sensitive undercut. for a second, you could have sworn you heard satoru purr as he leaned into your touch. you almost forgot how much of a tender spot that was for him. cute.
âokay, go âhead,â and both of your thighs were practically sticking together. such amounts of his seed glue against your thighsâalmost like it was some kind of clingy adhesive. satoru pulls out for a moment, eager to get a look at the sloppy mess and oh.. it was a lot - he came a lot, and satoru couldnât help but stare at the luminous streams of cum that teared down your polished cunt.
itâs sloppy. satoruâs eyes widen once he feels his tip glide its way against your cervix. right near your g-spot - itâs fuckinâ bumpy, and he feels your legs eagerly twitch the minute his dick slides its way near a spongy area. youâre moaning, laid back before satoru starts to whine.
he canât help but whimper, softly smacking his swollen tip on your entrance. satoru had no idea what to do next, but he just wanted to play with your pretty pussy some more. the loud echoey smacks from his dick onto your folds make his ears ringâŚpap after pap and heâs pronounced feral. but thatâs right when you hear him sniffle, literally getting lost in your pussy the second he feels your cute pulse on his round, mushroomy tip.
as you wrap your arms around him, hearing him whine once you rub a thumb down his undercut, feeling him awkwardly trying to align himself again with a bashful needy grin.
âtoru, are you cryinâ?â
#CHOSO KAMO aka the virgin who barely lasts?!
âo- oh, fuckk,â heâd whine, twinkling eyes widening the second heâs watching your tummy cave in from behind. youâre so pretty like this, bent over, sprawled all out on all fours. chosoâs stiffly still at first, and heâs very awkward with his hands. bulged, umber-colored eyes bore into your backside, gazing at your skin. stunning, choso grunts as he pistons his hips, glancing at the sunlight that radiates off a shiny part of your spine.
in chosoâs eyes, youâre breathing pretty - art, and with the way your skin glimmers in the sun, you looked like a rare painting. âbaby, youâre so warm inside.â
âmhm, donât stop âcho,â you moan in response, feeling your loose jaw start to droop allll the way down. you nibble near the inside of your gummy cheek, gasping at just how big he is. his cock was huge, and it didnât take him long at all to fit nice ân snug. its a semi-tight fit that makes your mouth start to water from the inside and you whine. âfuuck, âs okay, choso,â and he feels you wriggling your ass against him. chosoâs eyes dart towards your bouncy rear and he huffs. âspank it.â
a shuddering breath leaves from chosoâs pink parted lips before he lowly rasps. âyeah?â and you felt yourself throb, feeling him press himself all up against you. now, chosoâs gently hovering his weight over your back whilst heâs still presenting you with passionate deep strokes. slowly but surelyâheâs getting the hang of it, rummaging through your fleshy clingy insides with each punctuating hit. chosoâs gruff heavy breaths fan down your neck before he moans, creeping a hand toward your ass. âi can spank you, baby?â
âmmh,â you whimper in response, hearing the salaciously wanton squelches of your cunt help out louder. saying that you were wet was a mere understatement, you were pouring all down his dick with your slick. choso could feel the wetted mess trail between your legs, coating the front of his thighs entirely with your viscid sap. heâs heard about intimacy but it was an entirely different thing to experience it firsthand. âspank me, choso. âs okay, you can be a âlil rough.â
â âkay,â he huffs, and you let off a soft squeal the second his palm sharply swats against your ass. oh, he liked that. the way your rear recoiled, pretty skin bouncing quickly for a few secondsâall from a small whacking hit. the brief sting made your cunt pulse sporadically as he was still drilling into you. pump after pump, choso turns pussy drunk within seconds. âhah, youâre so fuckinâ hot,â he whines, tracing a hand down the pretty curvature of your ass. his fingers dance down every juncture, and itâs almost heart-shaped. âbaby, youâre makinâ me feel soâfuck.â
choso gets cut off from his words the moment he feels his dick throb between your soddened cunt. youâre wringing him dry, all while your head is cutely smushed up against your pillow. chosoâs speed quickly starts to get relentless, and after a while, heâs starting to understand the human body just a bit more. âah, choso. fuck me, fuck!â youâd whimper, a curling sensation arising within your toes right as he slams his way into your cervix.
itâs a direct hit, a k.o. as some would might sayâand itâs almost as if youâve got stars ân imaginary birds flying over your head like a cartoon because chosoâs dick had you stupid.
âsomethinâs c- cominâ,â he moans, slightly lifting your leg to get a better view. itâs probably been a few minutes and chosoâs already panting like a dog. heâs feral - softly planting a stripe of wet kisses down your neck as heâs buried balls deep. âugh, baby. âm gonna cum, gonna cum, ngh.â
âinside, âcho. âs okay,â you whine, feeling his pace grow more relentless and sloppy. chosoâs gripping your waist tightly, his bottom lip quivering as heâs feeling a sudden rush overtake his entire body. youâre perfect - he wanted to keep you like this forever, plug you full and keep you warm. you could hear his rough, heavy pants from behind you until he finally came.
whitish thick ribbons pour into you all at once, shooting deep into your womb.
itâs hot - physically and literally.
youâre arched over for him like a bridge and heâs whimpering, furrowing his darkened brows with a pout as choso slowly starts to flood your cunt. globs of sleek strings spray inside your gripping cunt as he gradually pulls out, openly watching as youâre moaning. the feeling of your walls wrapping around his cock had him feeling fuzzy. âm- mhm, choso,â youâd mewl out, hearing him cutely gasp once your cunt sloshes loudly, spitting out thin clumps of his cum. â âm so full.â
âhah- ân youâre gonna get even fuller, baby,â he huffs, a pout still glossing over his slickly-wet lips as he stares at your pussy. itâs pretty like this, he thinks. from top to bottomâyouâre stuffed full of his gooey hot cum, so much to where itâs shamelessly oozing out of your puffed slit, racing down your numb jittery thighs. you moan, feeling choso drag a thumb down your sobbing, slobbering slit before popping his thumb into his mouth, licking his mess right off his finger.
choso moans at the taste before pouting. ânot done, one more round,â and as he glides his tongue across his digit, choso gives your cunt a soft spank before groaning, softly pushing your knees to your chest.
â âm still hungry.â
#TOJI FUSHIGURO aka the virgin who gets humbled?!
âheh. do yâr worst, baby,â toji would snicker, bringing a spank to your ass as he leans back against the couch. lazily, heâs slouching with a half-filled can of cheap beer in his hand. heâs smug, and not only was he smug but he was also virgin - the cockiest.
itâs funny because toji didnât know what the fuck he was doingâŚhowever, he was more than willing for you to âshow himâ how to feel good.
of courseâheâs haughty that you wonât be able to take him, but itâs much to be expected for a pompous fratboy. âmmh, goddamn,â heâd grunt, peering down at your glossed weeping pussy. itâs wet, and as you straddle him, toji squeezes the energy drink in his hand. âslow, baby s- slow.â
with a cooing whisper, you sprinkle a few kisses near the inside of his neck. âslower, toji? but youâre the one who kept rushinâ me,â you tease, and from your peripherals, you can see his jaw tensing. fuck, the moment your cunt starts to ease down on his length in a gradually paced manner, toji groans. itâs a low husky groan - the groan where heâs already tossing his head back.
âyâr beinâ a brat,â he snarls, sliding an arm around your waist. your pussy was hypnotic - and you wearing one of his oversized jade-colored frat hoodies only made things ten times worse. you looked so pretty, and he couldnât help but trail his hooded eyes down your body, stopping at the hem of your waist and right near your ass. âfuck- slow, baby. âm damn sensitive,â and you watch the sly smirk that was once plastered on his scarred lips slowly starting to fade. tojiâs getting more ân more pussy drunk, and he knows it too. âmhh, like that. fuck me good.â
âyou talk too much,â you teasingly grip his chin, watching as his leafy verdant eyes gaze into yours. heâs hard - and not only is he hard but heâs insanely sensitive. toji scoffs, but that soon disappears the moment your hips start to move. âhnghh,â you suck in a brisk breath, eyes nearly widening once you start to feel the gaping, lewd stretch. his cock was long ân tallâmerrily expanding through your cunt within each thick inch.
one thrust - just one fuckinâ thrust and that was all it took for you to nearly break. heâs huge, and you whimper the second you feel his plump swollen sack kiss near the undersides of your bare ass. âoh yeah? make me shut up then.â
famous last words.
because even though tojiâs all talk, he gets humbled right away the minute you change him as a person entirely all from your sweet, mesmerizing cunt. toji leans back, groaning gruffly against your ear as faint gurgled whines depart from his throat. youâre riding him good, shutting him with your pussyâhumbling him with your hips. oh, youâre just riding him into complete oblivion. toji was left speechless, and instead of you moaning his name, he was moaning yours.
ângh, fuck. god, âs good donât fuckinâ stop workinâ those hips, s- shit,â heâd huskily snarl, squeezing the plastic can within his palm, crushing its shape. tojiâs cologne scent was loud, and it completely rubbed off against your skin as you moaned. you were grinding against him back ân forth, whining continuously before milliseconds passed by and youâre now starting to feel your stomach churn churn churn.
each eye rolling, toe-curling feeling that twists in the depths of your insides due to his cock makes you sob out moan after moan. you try to silence yourself by sneaking a few needy kisses near tojiâs scarred lip. he grunts with a clenched jaw, returning the gesture with a hand glued to your ass.
it moves like water - toji was always an ass man, and now that he was finally living the dream, he spanked you again, and again, and again.
the jiggle against his palm makes his dick throb, and you feel it right inside of your cunt. âdoinâ okay, toji?â you tease breathlessly, watching as a shiny string of saliva tears away from both lips. you felt him squeeze his way wholly inside of your fleshy entrance, ploddingly and sloppily thrusting in and out.
âtch. less talkinâ more ridinâoh fuck,â heâd gruff, his shoulders slackening as you sensually rutted your hips further into him. god, you were teasing him so much and your wet, filthy cunt was to blame. he wanted more, more more. the way you moved in such a relentless manner drove toji crazy and he was starting to think maybe the two of you were just more than roommates. your pussy had that kind of power, and itâs not even seconds later before tojiâs about to cum.
but surprisingly, he ends up lifting you with burly arms, pulling out with a speed equivalent to the flash. he moans, staring at his leaking reddened tip thatâs dribbling from the slit with sticky droplets of warm cum. heâs heaving, staring back at your sparkly-coated cunt before he makes you recline back against the couch.
âf- fuck, âs much. lie back, baby. l- lie back for me,â and once you do, he merely pounces on you. toji exhales out a deep, heavy sigh before aligning his swollen tip near your dripping cunt. âgod, look at âer,â he grunts, and you could hear the tremor in his voice as heâs spraying his seed on the outer part of your wetted entrance. itâs long, striped stripes of ivory ropes that paint your bare tender clit and he licks his lips at the filthy sight. âhah, so fuckinâ hot. milkinâ me like that, f- fuck.â
âyou came pretty quick, toji,â you jibe, spreading your sopping cunt lips apart so he could play between your legs some more. with a loud âthwackâ, toji smacks his swollen tip against your pussy, smearing his blushing crownhead up ân down your stained crying slit. itâs so messy, and you watch as his tongue briefly sticks out between his ruby lips.
âletâs not talk âbout that,â toji grumps, and you moan the second heâs re-aligning himself. his fat girth was ready to introduce itself yet again to your swollen insides. tojiâs still panting, and you can see how flustered he was because heâs visibly pouting. âf- fuck, i . . i need a minute,â and he pulls back out, slouching back against the couch. you crawl over toward him and within a split second he wraps an arm around you.
yeah, heâs obsessed.
âgive me . . a minute,â he huffs, his chiseled abs flexing through his grey dingy tank. toji pulls you into his beefy hardened pecs before staring down at you, and your eyes widen once he kisses the top of your forehead. ânext time, âm gonna last ten- no, thirteen rounds.â
âsureee thing, big guy.â
spoiler - he doesnât.
#INO TAKUMA aka the virgin whoâŚfalls in love?!
ino who moans out a sweet gasping, âf- fuuck me,â the second heâs easing his way inside of you for the first time. his dick feels soft for a second, tenderly assuaging through your insides before he whimpers at the new feeling. inoâs heavily panting out short breaths, staring at your bare exposed body that prettily sits underneath him before he moans. â âm not hurtinâ you, right, angel?â
âno, no. âm fine, ino,â you let off a soft sigh, the lower parts of your legs snaking around his waist. ino grunts, going as slow as he can. heâs barely even a few inches in and heâs already sweating profusely. âeasyy, thatâs it, baby,â you reassure him with labored breaths, staring into his droopy hooded eyes. inoâs beanie was on the verge of sliding off the side of his head before he sucks his teeth at your gripping warmth. âhold my hand, here,â and you could feel his body shudder the moment you intertwine your fingers against his.
heâs big, and he knows it. ino scrunches his dark brows into a furrow, trying his best to blindly navigate his way inside of your cunt. right away, youâre clenching around him tight, locking your unstable legs around his waist before hearing him let off a sweet whimper.
âugh, you feel so good, so good,â and within each wet-sounding thrust, his words start to pitch. it gets lower ân lower, raspy and husky. inoâs skin starts to glue against you thanks to the splotches of sweat dampening against each other before he huffs. âtell me it's too much, nghâfuck,â and his eyes soften the moment you cup his face. âs- sorryy, am i talkinâ too much?â
â âs okay, ino,â you inhale, and his pace starts to get quicker. vast, thorough thrusts make you feel every inch. his frantic rhythm rocks into you steadily, causing the bed to constantly wail out pathetic whiney creaks. you brush a thumb across the side of his cheek before moaning, feeling his tip zigzag its way across your sensitive g-spot. âah! right there, ino. there, baby t- thereee.â
âthere, oh- okay,â he tries to take note, studying your bodyâs movements. into felt his cock twitch at your reaction. so cute. youâd clench around him tight before arching your back, dragging your nails down his soft skin. inoâs stretching you out to the very limit, plummeting his dick into you over and over until youâre seeing nothing but cloudy blobs of white. you hadnât even realized your eyes were lulling near the back of your head before he cheekily pointed it out. âheh, you look kinda silly like this pretty girl.â
you shoot him a playful glare whilst heâs still driving himself into your mid-thrust and ino sheepishly snickers. âsorry, sorry,â and with a sticky smooch, he brings his lips up against yours. inoâs pace starts to pick up more and more, championing his chiseled askew hips into you. âah, i think âm gonna cum though, shitshitshit,â and as heâs rambling, ino starts to feel his hips into you quicker. âhah, lovie- tell me what âta do. where do i f- finish,â heâd huff breathlessly, sliding his scarred hands near the sides of your waist. âtell me, pretty.â
âinside, baby,â you whisper against the shell of his ear. inoâs eyes widen - darkening, and he groans. the way you talked to him so sweet in his ear, even licking against the outer lobe makes him shiver. youâre a tease, and he only wanted more. ino wanted more . . of you. âwanâ you inside.â
âsay it again,â he shakily whines against your neck, nipping a few invisible kisses near the juncture of your exposed collarbone. you tasted sweet, and inoâs mind spun cogwheels throughout each second heâs spent buried inside of you. âtalk âta me in that pretty voice- wanna hear you again. p- please.â
with a sobbing mewl from the brief twinges that slowly form into pleasureâyou repeat yourself in a desperate mewling cry of, âinside, ino. please, f- fuck me,â and oh- if you saw the look on his face. his heartâs pounding as heâs mercilessly driving his hips into you at full fuckinâ throttle.
inoâs groaning into your neck, feeling his body growing limp before a lengthy multitude of seconds goes by and heâs cumming, hard.
itâs a thin hefty load - runny, stringy ribbons of feverish hot cum that splatters deep inside of you.
ino melts like a puddle into your embrace as you wrap your arms around him. âfuuuck, i lo-â he pauses, getting silenced by a shattering breath. your pussyâs got him secured on a leash, and heâs groaning once he hears himself pour such slimy amounts way into your womb. it sprays everywhere, painting inside and out.
ino kisses his teeth sharply, pressing one more kiss near the tip of your nose before moaning. âh- heh, think i love you, angel,â and you moan, feeling him slowly raise your leg, tossing it over your shoulder.
a hand of his creeps between your gloss-coated, gooey legs that practically stuck together before he pulls out midway, smearing a palm against your stuffed pussy. â ân i love her especially, s- so much.â
đ¸ŕžŕ˝˛ sum. his fatal cause of death? op â overly pussydrunk. the prime suspect? located right between your pretty legs. toji, sukuna, nanami, gojo, choso, geto.
satoru grunts, glassy eyes widening as heâs watching his reddened swollen tip disappear between your slick entrance. panting out soft whispering âhooooly shitâ âs and âfuckâ âs, you could already tell heâs done for. heâs been inside of you more times than you could countâbut itâs like every time is the first time. riding the satoru gojo was a fatality in itself. anytime you ride him heâs weak, and heâs even weaker once youâre staring him dead in the eyesâluxuriating in his lewd contorting facial expressions. it was just the way his crystalline-colored eyes would criss ân cross, rolling waaaay back into the dark voids of his head each time he cums inside. satoru always loses it whenever you fuck him, scraping your frantic hips against his and quite literally fucking the brat out of him. âyeah, fuck me. donât stop baby, donâtâfuckinââstopp, and he glues his palms against both sides of your waist. your knees rest against his bulky thighs as youâre jerking back ân forth, watching his jaw go slack whilst his glossed lips part into a wheezing âo.â
and at that moment, he knew he was pussy drunk.
the bed creaks beneath you both. itâs creaks sounded more like groans, and the entire wooden headboard was practically about to split in half.
âmhm, eyes on me âtoru,â you remind him, glancing at his icy blue eyes that wandered every direction but your face. that was always a habit of his. whenever you rode him, sometimes heâd stare off to the side . . or the ceiling . . or his favorite place, your bouncy tits. ânot there, baby,â you tilt his chin up, watching the pout gloss across his lips. satoru claws a hand at your hip, grunting as your cunt sucks him in wholly. every timeâyou had quite the grip on him, and itâs enough to make him his blushing tip smear across your insides. you moan, feeling the hooked curve of his cock expand through your walls, zigzagging its way through your pasty entrance. âfuck, âtoru. close again, yeah?â
âm- mhm,â he inhales, gnawing at the bars of his inclosure. your hips were killer . . and every single time - he falls in love with how greedy you slam back and forth against him. rutting hips of yours constantly clashing further into him before a hand wraps around his throat. satoruâs snowy lashes flutter as he glances at you, moaning once you give his neck a slight squeeze. âheh, kinky today, are we angel? usually iâm the one who does the chokiâfuuck,â he croaks mid sentence. your squeeze around his throat tightens just a bit, not too much. itâs the right amount of pressure that makes his dick twitch inside of you, and you feel the sporadic pulse instantly. satoru starts to pant, and as your cuntâs still freely constricting around his lanky fat length, his head leans back. âgoddd, such a naughty girl. you get yâr cockiness from me thatâs for sure.â
âdo i?â you purr, leaning in to lick a slope down his neck. satoru moans, and a barred palm of his creeps down toward the fat near heart-shaped juncture of your ass. with a stinging whack, he smacks your rear as you rut into him at a much more quicker pace. with the way your hips rolled, you were gonna hypnotize him with your pussy. youâve still got dried splotches of cum sticking at your sides before his lips start to quiver in impatient frolic. âbaby, open your mouth,â you hum, a sudden idea popping into your head.
working even thinking, the white haired man pries open his mouth before looking at you with low hooded, pussy drunk eyes. â âkay,â he replies submissively, heaving each drawn out breath through his full lungs. satoruâs cock plugs you in snug ân fully, and each time you slam your flooding wet cunt against his lapâheâd get whiplash. âwhat, do i stick out my tongue too or . .â and he pauses, cocky grin fading, and within secondsâheâs growing sheepish once he sees you smugly grinning. âoh.. youâre serious, okay!â
satoru lolls out his pink clean tongue, singing out a playful âahhhâ before thatâs when you spit directly in his mouth. he blinks thrice, and instinctively, he swallows. after he savors your taste, a slutty moan leaves from the back of his throat as heâs squeezing your ass. âfuck, do that shit again.â
âyeahhh, more?â you whisper, wiping a thumb across his slick pursed lips. satoru broke a cold sweat, and the more you touched himâthe more he started to pant like a dog. his dick ached inside of you, and every time you clamp down on him he lets out a sharp hiss. compressing his lips together again, you give him a quick chaste kiss before purring haughtily. âsay âpretty pleaseâ.â
satoru pouts before sighing with a grousing grumble. his ego was nearly massacred, but he wanted more . . and he wanted you. âpretty . . please,â and he brings a hand toward your right breast, stroking a thumb against your nipple. satoru watches you writhe with his dick still tucked inside before his smugness shortly returns.
âspit in my mouth again,â and satoru, with his lopsided cunt-drunk grin, he puffs his lip out, giving your ass itâs final playful spank. âmommy.â
â TOJI FUSHIGURO
toji fushiguroâs an absolute animal whenever it comes to your pussy. straight up, and he might as well change his tittle to the âpussy killer.â
he practically lived between your thighs, and fuck could he eat. it doesnât take toji long at all to get pussy drunk eitherâin fact, all he even has to do is just smear the buttony tip of his nose down your sopping wet clit, getting a nice whiff.
your scent â it was so strong that without even using his tongue yet, he could already taste you. his tastebuds were salivating⌠and with you lying pretty, legs sprawled and all, you really brought out the beast out in him. you meet his feral entranced gaze and tojiâs heavily pantingâalready starting to drool from the cracked crevices of his lips just at staring at your cunt.
and all you knew was . .
heâs hungry, and you made him this way.
âf- fuuuck, toji,â youâd croon out a whine, wiggling your hips before he pulls your jittery legs apart from each other. your legs stuck together with such gluey sapping slick that it was cuteâyou felt hot the more he started to bring his face towards your teary entrance. ân-ngh,â a soft grunt leaves from you as you felt his cold stare intently focus on your poor weeping folds.
one of tojiâs favorite things to do though, was to eat you out.. right after he came inside . . and oh, it was the prettiest sight he could ever see.
as toji swiftly goads a plump thumb up to your tender labia, he watches as the mess start to stream out of you â all at once.
you were putting mere waterfalls to shame with how wet you were, just profusely sopping. as he continues to have an eye contest with your sweet drenched folds for a long amount of secondsâtoji finally closes the distance, leaning in and sloppily pressing a kiss your pussy.
immediately, he hears the cute âpssshâ âs your entrance makes and he darkly chuckles once he feels lustrous strings tear away from your entrance, landing onto his mouth. toji didnât care that he was tasting himselfâa sweet.. filthy mixture of you and him thatâs now shamelessly coating his scarred, wry lips.
thereâs a faint tang of bitterness as he starts to dip his tongue in ân out of your cuntâbut again, heâs nasty â heâs dirty and your cunt made him even dirtier. toji made sure to thoroughly drag his tongue through every crevice, lapping up the wads of runny cum that was trying to glissade down your puffed pussy. heâs crazy, grabbing ahold of rickety unstable your hips with two bare hands. shaking his head side to side like a madman.
âtoji⌠fuck, youâre s-so nasty,â you moan, fishing a hand through his rumpled overgrown tresses. toji groans once you give his hair a solid pull, yanking him forward. his entire face was stuffed against your pussyâand honestly, to him.. this wouldnât be a bad way to go out.
death by pussy.
toji found it cute how you could never stay still, his tongue was that much, and you let off a sweet dragging yelp once the tip of his tongue greets itself against your pretty throbbing g-spot. âfuckkk!â
ânasty just for you, babygirl,â he hoarsely whispers against your folds. hitched hot breath waves into your entrance and you were already starting to arch toward. breathy, labored breaths of yours started to grow more ân more irregular as he continued eating you out. after every toe-curling movement from his tongue aloneâtoji moves even closer, lolling out the entirety of his long flat tongue to get an extra good enough taste. he was greedy.
verdant eyes meet yours as he creates a slow sloppy trail, starting at your fluttering hole allllll the way until heâs guiding his tongue to lick in between your slit. toji thinks itâs cute how youâre throbbing in his mouth â pulsating on his tastebuds the entire timeâpulse after fuckinâ pulse. you let off a cute âah!â as youâre just shoving his head against your face and he snickers.
toji slurps you clean, creating such lewd noises from his mouth before meanly spanking your cunt, staring it dead in the entrance. âsheâs my favorite girl, alwaysâ and he hums. â âs funny though. sheâs just like you,â and you whimper once his palm swats against your pudgy folds again, squelches getting louder. âshe talks back exactly just like you, baby. wet with a smart mouth.â
your heart feels like itâs about to beat out of your chest as you watch with glossy-doe eyes whilst toji plays between your legs. each convulsion gets stronger⌠and by now, you started to feel yourself short-circuiting. you were so tender, and toji loved more than anything to spank your cunt raw, kiss it, rub itâthen spank it again. a feral cycle.
right then, thatâs when he snakes two thick fingers inside of your cunt, watching his fingertips slowly disappear. soft shrilling moans drag from your vocal chords before he licks the remnants of his cum from your pussy before a breathy âhehâ fans against your clit. âgod, sheâs fuckinâ nasty today. no manners just like her pretty owner,â and toji pulls his fingers out, licking them before spanking your cunt again with a free hand. âoooh,â he jibes, pointed ears perking at the cute popping slosh. youâre so wetâso so wet and he only wanted more. as his hand continued to smack against your folds, a few droplets of your sheeny juices splat right near the corner of his mouth. a few millimeters away from his slashing scar near his lip. toji happily licks himself clean with his eager tongue, giving your pretty pussy another spank, and another, and a-fuckinâ-nother. .
the roomâs filled with nothing but loud spanks of his hand going against your cuntâyou moan ân whimper everytime, the brief occasional sting from the palm of his hand leaving a sweet dirty taste in your mouth. at his next spank, toji hears you moan out a pretty âooohâ of your own and he looks up at you.
âyeah, girl? like that one, huh? fuck, canât tell whoâs nastier,â and he spits on your cunt before lapping it up before it could dribble between your slit. âmessy little girl. cute how yâr pussyâs tryna compete with you,â and as he spanking it for a while, toji maneuvers soft tenderly circles against your throbbing heat.
âmy messy pussy. all mine.â
â NANAMI KENTO
itâs rare for nanami to get pussy drunkâbut when he does, watch out. heâs a eater at heart, and the moment you tell him what to do, heâs get cunt drunk within a matter of seconds.
âsweetheart, the least you could do is let me see you while âm between your legs,â nanami would huff, and his eyes were completely covered by his tie. tied in a neatly loose knot, heâs buried between your legs, so so close to your sopping saturated cunt. he could practically smell you, and as he spoke it was a cute pout that decorated his thin pink lips. as his glossed lips inch closer, he brings your pulsating clit a chaste kiss. âyouâre wetter than usual today,â he whispers, and you let off a moan as your head tilts back, clawing a hand through his mussed blond strands. nanami looks up, his vision still blockedâbut itâs almost as heâs making direct eye contact with you. as his finger gingerly peels your soddened folds apart, his husky voice pitches deeper. âdoes me beinâ on my knees ân blindfolded turn you onââ
with a impatient sigh, you give nanamiâs hair a harder tug. âkennn,â and he watches as you create a wider spreading âvâ of your legs, glistening folds spreading apart also. âtalk too much. finish eating,â and then a sly smile pulls against your lips as your eyes glance down at his unoccupied hand. âspank it too. . while youâre at it,â and you pout. âpretty please?â
âspank it?â he repeats, nearly getting lost at the sheeny stream of slick that pours down your slavering entrance. your pussy was profusely weeping from top to bottom, and nanami brings a hand up, softly caressing your tender twitching muscle. âmy, whereâs this cominâ from? you know i wouldnât wanna hurt you, princess.â
you let off yet another frustrated sigh, feeling your chest heave in and out as nanamiâs lips brush up against your swollen clit. pretty, ruby lips of his were all dampâalong with the lower part of his jaw that was starting to water all due to your sweetened juices freely cascading down his chin. â âs not gonna hurt, kento,â you reassure him, your voice getting shakier once he goes back to delving his pointed tongue in ân out of your throbbing heat.
thereâs a coquettish simper that twists near each sides of his lips before he uses a palm to pat your cunt. âyeah? you want me to spank you here, huh?â and you whimper, watching as he starts to swirl a plethora of shapes against your sobbing entrance with his palm. immediately, you coat his entire palm with your slick and he starts to lick against his hand. with a sudden smack, you gush right on his palm a little and you whine at the abrupt contact. âooh, how was that, my love?â
âharder,â you moan, feeling the bottomless pits of your stomach flutter with butterflies once nanamiâs ethereal caramel eyes lock against yours. you hadnât even realized he pulled his dotted patterned tie up above his eyes, getting a pretty peek of you and your sweet greedy cunt. once he gave you that look with that sleazy lopsided grin, fuck you knew it.
nanami kentoâs pussy drunk, and it makes you throb just knowing only you had the power to make him this way.
with a playful snicker, he shakes his head. âah, âharder,â she says,â he whispers, giving your pussy another spank. one turns into two . . then three, then four . . and eventually, the only sounds that fill the room is nanamiâs wide palm swatting against your squelching sex. if you werenât vocal, you definitely were between your legs because your cunt continued to spat sloshes and squelches from each direction hit from his hand. âmy oh my~ sheâs a bit of a chatter today, no?â
still with a pout painted across your lips, you let off a sweet needy whine. â âken, spit on it,â and his ears perk up at your carnal words. you leer down at him as the corners of his lips crease inward, showcasing his dimples and he hums. âplease, spit on it kento. need it.â
âno, baby. you want, not need,â nanami corrects you, the frigid silvery band of his watch brushing up against your cunt. as the coolly air of the room fans against your twitching flaps, he gathers up a nice wad of saliva before spitting down on your plump pussy lips.
nanami stares at you the entire timeâopenly, relishing in your expressions and youâre shivering and pulsating at the same time. seconds later, he leans in to slowly lap up the stringy trail of his own saliva while maintaining direct eye contact with you the entire time. nanami lolls out his lengthy long tongue, curling it inside of you before he gives your tender nub a niiiice long suck. he slurps literally everything out of you, and now. . heâs starting to to spell his last name with the tip of his tongue.
n-a-n-a-m-i k-e-n-t-o and as heâs tracing each letter libidinously, you feel your own hips rock and writhe into his mouth at an unsteady pace. nanamiâs growing stubble tickles against your pussy and you whimper.
after a while, he grabs ahold of your hips and his head starts to sashay back and forth. heâs fast, and he softens his voice, talking over your sweet wailing whines. âfuck, use my face, honey. âs okay, i donât bite,â he purrs against your clit. but as he spoke, his soft fawn irises lock against yours before he hums, teasingly nipping his teeth against your sensitive pearled nub while giving you the most pussy-drunken grin youâve ever seen.
âunless.. youâre into that too, sweetheartâme biting your clit, i mean.â
â CHOSO KAMO
with chosoâhe gets cunt drunk the second he gets a fresh view between your legs. so pretty, just seeing you spread eagle in front of him, teasing him with that playful look in his eyes, oh you were gonna be the death of him. but in this caseânot you, but your pussy instead.
âcome closer baby,â you quietly coo, watching how your boyfriendâs eyes bulged wider. you look so pretty, slouched back against his side of the bed with your legs spread. he gulps as he openly stares at your drooling cunt - weeping with honey slick that creates a trail of wet molasses. you were so soaked, and choso could tell you were playing with yourself while he was out. âchosoooo,â you hum, a smile marinating against your glossed lips as you could clearly see him nearly entranced by your spread out pussy. he barely blinks, and once he starts making his way between your legs, he lets out a soft whimper. âcâmere, give it a âlil kiss.â
ây- you sure?â he sheepishly says, the darkened scar that runs across the bridge of his nose creasing up. as choso brings his face between your thighs, his warm breath aerates down your slit. god, he couldnât help but get a good whiff. you smelled so sweetâand he hasnât seen you all day. instinctively, he runs a thumb down your sobbing cunt before feeling his lips twitch. âf- fuck, princess. were you playinâ with yourself earlier?â
in this caseâyouâd end up making choso an ever bigger freak than you. with an impish grin, you paw a hand through his oily raven strands before inhaling a deep breath.
âmaybe jusâ a little,â and you moan once you feel his thin lips pucker, bringing your cunt a soft three second smooch. âyeah- uh huh, like that,â and as your voice starts to tremor, you give his hair a light tug. âchoso, use your fingers a little. can you do that too?â
âmhm,â choso replied meekly, and you didnât have to tell him twice. as your legs continued to sprawl themselves open, he gradually pops in a finger â immediately feeling you try to clamp down on him. choso lets off a soft airy breath, watching with big marveled eyes as your cuntâs so eager to suck in the single digit.
you squelchâthen you squelch again, and you let off a moan once you feel him start to scissor his finger way past the tight ring of your gummy entrance. âs- so warm inside, baby,â he murmurs, and he canât help but lean in, sliding his tongue against your twitching sex. âmmph,â you stare as his eyes flicker back for a moment, and you knew right away that it didnât take long before he choso kamo was fatally pronounced entirely pussy drunk.
the moment his digitâs buried deep inside of your sopping cuntâhe canât help but add in another, and heâs moaning right with you.
choso was near the side of the bed and his hips took it amongst theirselves to start rocking against the wooden edge. âc- choso,â you mewl out, feeling an eerie stir swarm around the bottom pits of your stomach. his fingers were long, and he made sure to delve them in and out of you, coating each ân every inch with such slimy volumes of your sweet sap. âfuuuck, keep kissinâ it too, baby,â and as he continues to obediently follow your words, your legs begin to wrap around his neck. âfuck, fuck, donât stop. âs good, good fuckinâ boy.â
âmâ your good boy,â he repeats, feeling a strain at his dick that sheaths under his jeans once he hears you. your praiseâchosoâs number one weakness. whenever you showered him with praises, or even degrade him a bit, heâd probably cum right through his pants. chosoâs thick fingers plummet deeper until they twist around, maneuvering circular shapes to make you whimper out a desperate battle cry. you slump back, gasping before you feel your leg start to twitch. â âs this okay, baby?â
with another whine running past your lips, you felt a sudden pressure gradually building up. its creepingâand the curvature of your mouth forms into a oval-like âoâ the second you feel him rubbing his nose against your cunt.
fuck⌠you were so close and choso made sure to study your bodyâs movements. âmâ gonna cum, âcho. fuck, right there, donât stop, ngh,â and as your eyes squeeze shut, you watch him briefly pull out his slick-coated fingers. youâre panting heavily. harsh-heated breaths snatch from your lungs unapologetically, and as youâre laid back with your legs spread wide â you donât even realized you had gushed right out⌠a pretty shimmering geyser that sprays out your overwhelmed pussy.
your orgasm was beautiful, and chosoâs ears twitched at the melodic sound of you abruptly finishing. you ended up squirting, and it makes him moan knowing he did that. âso.. pretty,â he pouts, lapping up his wet chin with his tongue. you could feel your legs still violently shaking as you were trying to get over your teetering high, your grip in his hair loosening. âhah, good girl. did so good, a bit m- messy but good,â he cheekily jibes, raven eyes flickering up at you.
choso gives your sloppy cunt one more kiss before you moan, feeling him slither both thin fingers back in.
âmore⌠do that again fâme,â and choso playfully nibbles at your clit, hearing your cute yelps from the tenderness. âwanna see you squirt again, and again, and again.â
â SUGURU GETO
youâd make him pussy drunk in the most random times â heâd be working out, and youâd be straddling him, bare ân all.
geto grunts, feeling your soft wet cunt just laid all out, sitting against his flexing sweaty abs. such carnal thoughts roam through his brain⌠imagining all types of thingsâlike him being between your legs to start, eating you out like a starved man.
âh-heh.. now mâ startinâ to get why you love watchinâ me do my sets, sweetheart,â geto slyly purrs, raising a brow once he sees you straddling not his lapâbut his chest. his perfectly chiseled chest with glistening trails of sweat tearing down his sculptured v-line.
it was true . . you indeed loved to watch geto whenever he worked out, but it always made you super aroused. how his hefty tense muscles would tightly tense at each pull of his dumbbells. how his veins in his forearms would bulge from each rough pull. but the moment you peeled your panties to the side, geto hooks a hand on your hip. âoh? is my girl feelinâ a bit nasty tonight?â
âsuguuu,â a cooing whine slithers past your lips as you pout, your wet cunt sitting flat against the top chiseled row of his abs. they were so hard.. and it makes your legs clench together, feeling his chest heave in and out. heâd just gotten through a bunch of reps, but you couldnât waitâand neither could the stream thatâs starting to gloss between your stick thighs. âyouâve been workinâ out all day.â
geto darkly chuckles, brushing a thumb down your drenched pussy. âbabe, itâs been three hours,â and as his hooded eyes trail down at your cracked open legs, he exhales deeply. âbut. . with a pussy this pretty, i gotta give you some attention too, right?â
âmhm,â you breathe, and he groans once he feels your hands slither toward his pecs. they were so big â and they glistened with sweat, beads racing down every corner. geto leans back, bringing both bulgy arms to rest behind his head as a coy grin plastered across his face. you couldnât wait any longer, and thatâs right when you started to move your sopping cunt against his rock hard abs. your hips moved slowly, and you were going back and forth, up and down . .
âfuck, look at you,â he whispers in a raspy hum, trailing a bare hand toward your the cute curving slope of your ass. geto gruffly groans, feeling his dick twitch in his black tight compression shorts. his noticeable bulge vigorously throbs and aches beneath the cottony fabric and you grinding your sweet cunt against his chest wasnât exactly helping. getoâs sinister-dark eyes remain fixated on you the entire time, flickering towards your cunt from time to timeâand within a blink of an eye, he swats a hand against your ass. âfaster baby, donât slow down now. ride âem good. make my fuckinâ abs just as dirty ân messy as you, yeah? use that pretty pussy. all for me.â
you start to pant - sharply, and as your eyes meet his, and oh, was he was feral. geto canât help but strum a few fingers down your clit, bringing his fingers back up toward his lips for a shameless taste. as soon as he got a single taste of you, he was done for.
âsugu, mâ gonna cum,â you whimper, feeling your back starting to arch to a certain degree. slender fingers of yours rummage through his strands, tickling near his scalp before giving it a firm tug. geto groans, and youâre still jerking your cunt against his abs. itâs a lewd snail-trailing slope. you made sure to coat half if not all of his abdomen with your honeyed slick. âsuguru, hng. gonna c- oh fuuuck!â
âcâmon then, make a mess. be my messy baby,â he whispers, his tone getting more and more huskier. each word he spoke in such a filthy sultry manner makes your pussy twitches. geto brings a hand down between your legs, ghosting a swollen fat thumb down your needy clit. throb after throb, you were getting closer toward your teetering edgeâso much so to where you could almost taste it without actually tasting it. it was becoming inevitable, and right when you end up cumming, you let off the cutest seven-second mewl.
your jaw stupidly hangs open as you end up finishing against his core ripped stomachâgeto flexes his pecs underneath you and he huffs. âfuck, good girl,â and as youâre creaming on a row of his washboard abs, geto combs a hand through his hair. your cunt pulses against his skin and he hisses out a breathy needy âfuck.â glancing down with low hooded eyes, he sees your clit dilating. so cute, you were convulsing right on top of him and your hips fatally come to a crashing stop. breath after breath leaves from your lungs as youâre a mess, watching his glossy his entire lower chest glisten with your own arousal to blame. âgod, made such a mess on me,â and geto reaches in his boxers as you straddle him, phewing at how hot you looked on top of him.
but right as he sits up, you lightly push him back against his cushiony weight bench, hearing him land with a gruff âugh.â you pout, dragging a finger down his sharp sculptured v-line before stopping at his black faded happy trail. âs- suguru, let me lick it off you too.â
âatta giiirl,â he croons, giving your ass once final spank. geto leans back, his eyes following you as you lean your head down, still quietly whimpering from your recent release. geto groans, giving your hair a ruffle before sighing. once your tongue starts to trail its way down his sheeny slick abs, he sucks in a breath. âfuck, lick everywhere sweetheart. donât miss aâhah, donât miss a drop, fuck.â
â SUKUNA RYĹMEN
âtch. whatâs with . . the weird look, woman,â sukuna would pant, and heâs heavily out of breath. he sits back on his throne and oh, heâs flushed. you rode him to a point where heâs nearly speechless for a few seconds. you straddle on top of him with his cock stilled inside of you, feeling all various arms of his wrap around your waist. a pink slit brow furrows before he sighs. âquit looking impish, itâs.. irritating.â
â âkuna,â you remain still, nearly slipping at a moan once you feel his flaccid cock rest between your folds. heâs stretching you out so good as shaky, rickety thighs of yours ached and burned. every vein within your body. he sucks in a breath once your hands feel down his bare, exposed chest. sukunaâs wearing nothing but a kimono on, itâs slit open and you felt all down his body. heâs warm, way warmer than usual and as you continue to touch the curseâs skin, you stop at his oversized pecs. âmhm.â sukunaâs got such a wide chestâbut you werenât so much focused on that, you were focused on his nipples.
his pink, perked nipples that you knew were always so sensitive. he told you about it . . once, and never again because it was well, embarrassing. even air brushing against his skin makes him shiver, including with causing his nipples to shamefully twitch. âcan i suck on âem again?â
âsuck onâoh..â his gruff voice trails, and you can see a splash of bashfulness paint his pale face like a canvas. sukuna ryomenâs embarrassed.. and oh how he wished he could wipe the smug smirk off your face. sukuna scoffs, but it doesnât take long before he finally caves in. âfine, get it over with.â
your smile never falters, and as heâs still idly buried deeply inside your cunt with such salaciously thick inches, you bring your lips toward his pecs. sukuna inhales deeply, mentally preparing himself before fuck, you cup your lips around his right nipple. âhah, such a weird one you are,â he breathlessly groans, an arm gently clasping under your head to support it. your eyes close, and you suck on itâuntil he lets off another raspy groan. sukunaâs dick twitches and heâs so tender, so . . . sensitive.
the demon scrapes a few claws down his meaty thigh as your tongue lies itself flat against his perked nipples. âmhm,â your lashes flutter close, and at that exact moment, you start to ride him again. it was sudden, his eyes widen before he lets off a needy husky moan, squeezing a portion of your ass tightly before his crimson eyes roll back. heâs pussy drunk â entirely, especially since he was still trying to get over his most recent orgasmic orgasm. sukuna tried to keep up his façade, but with a cunt as hypnotic as yours, he might as well be buried six feet fuckinâ under. a vein twitches on his cock and its sporadic pulses make you pulse.
heâs just big inside, easily rearranging your insides without even having to move an inch. his lazy downward curve of his dick made you droolâsukuna reached far inside of your pussy, never forgetting to bruise and kiss against your sweet beloved g-spot. â âkunaaa,â you repeat his name, and he could feel his entire body heat the more you whisper his title through those pretty glossed lips. as you briefly depart your lips from his nipples with a loud âpop!â sound echoing through his eerie domain, strings of saliva detaching from your mouth. âhah, can you lactate?â
âyou did not just ask me that,â the curse angrily pouts, and you feel his pecs tense. sukuna remains sat on his throne before scoffing. âyou humans and your weird fantasizes. no, i donât lactaââ
âwouldnât hurt to try,â you titter, and he groans the second your mouth goes back to sucking against his tender skin like a leech. so good, a fang of his pokes beneath his lip as his mouth hands open. youâve got him right where you wanted him. sukuna grunts from the sensitivity and you thought he was gonna push you away, but insteadâhe does the opposite. sukuna pulls you closer with one arm, digging his sharp keen fangs into his bottom pulled out lip to suppress his incoming whimpers.
your tongue swirls it way around his nipples, making sure to wet everywhereâhe groans, sucking in individual sharp breaths before he feels his cock tightening. fuck, he felt something approaching quickly. his reaction time was devastatingly slow and his look of cockiness suddenly forms into . . neediness.
âugh, such a nasty girl. but shitâ donât stop,â he snarls, one of his feet thumping against his regal glass floor. heâs chewing on salty anticipation and itâs never tasted sweeter. sukunaâs dick that stills itself inside of you aches for more, and as he watches as your own saliva lewdly race down the corners of your lips, he grumbles. âhave some c- class, woman.â
oh, youâre making him stutter now.. and itâs cuteâ sukuna ryomen was flustered, and heâs so lost in his brief fantasm that he doesnât even realize heâs cumming inside of you yet again. but at the same time, he starts leaking from his pecs. thereâs a sweet taste that trickles on the flatness of your tongue as you hum. at the same time, a raw hot load pours into your womb deeply and he lets out a growl that echoes ân resounds through the soundproof walls of his domain. âfuck,â he hisses, veins prodding all through his thick neck. your cunt wholly accepts every drop, and you teasingly grind against him as your pussy flutters around him. then it dawned on him, sukuna came⌠just from you sucking on his nipples. you were about to say something as you try to get up, but he pushes you right back into sucking on his pecs, wrapping an arm around you.
âyâer .. a fuckinâ weirdo,â sukuna grumbled, still shuddering from his intense release. sukuna felt both of his nipples grow hot, and heâs shaking as heâs never felt more sensitive. velvety ropes shoot into you rawly and he huffs, lazily slouching all the way back on his throne.
âso you can lactaââ
âshut up, woman,â he snaps at you, but you can hear the cute shiver in his voice. sukunaâs eyes were droopy and heâs still heavily panting, moaning as you suck on his tender nipples. as you start to move your hips again, relishing the candied taste in your mouthâheâs still dumping hefty amounts of sweltering hot cum until it dribbles past your thighs. youâre overflowed, youâre overflowed and heâs undeniably pussy drunk.
âbut⌠phew, didnât say you could stop. do it again,â and sukunaâs vermillion-bloodshot eyes narrow at your smug grin before he curses under his breath, eyes rolling back eyes again,
husband nanami who loves to rub his wedding ring against your sopping folds so your pussy always remember who it belongs to.
âsheâs so pretty,â heâd whisper against your soaked entrance, feeling you throb against the silver band that wraps around his thick finger. nanamiâs breath was airy hot, it fans against your slick heat and makes you intake a single sharp breath. youâre languidly laid back against the cushioned mattress, openly gawking at him merrily playing between your legs. âyouâre prettier though sweetheart,â and you shudder, feeling his balmy lips plant a single kiss against your cunt. âmmh,â and a cobwebby string of sap drags out to stick onto his lips at the sloppy contact. nanami continues to rub his pearly band up and down your slit slowly, maneuvering enticing circles against your pulsating clit as he feels you writhe. âhowâs it feel, my love?â
âdonâtâstop, âken,â you whimper, fishing a hand through his shaggy blond strands. dimples crease near the corners of his lips as he smiles, flicking his tongue against your poor twitching nub. âfuck, r.. right there, more.â
nanami lets off a breathy chuckle and the air that exits from his lips aerates onto your drooling folds. youâre soaked, and as his lips hungrily latch against your clit, he gives it a romantic french kiss. âwhatever you want, wifey,â he purrs, such tease dripping underneath his tone. pretty lashes of his flutter shut as his right hand remains right between your thighs. nanami feels your cunt throb even faster once the frigid ring repeatedly smears against your pudgy folds. up and down, heâs gradual and slow â feeling his own dick in his slacks twitch at the sounds of your sloshing cunt bounce off the walls. âmy, my, seems like our girlâs still got quite the mouth on her today.â
your legs struggled to stay pried open and he found it so cute. it was just the way your body would always respond to him, he knew exactly how to make you squirm and shiver. with a soft smile, nanami spreads your plump folds apart with two fingersâgiving it a soft succulent suck.
âmmh,â and his eyes close before opening again, admiring how much your pretty pussy resembles a blooming flower. âaw, sweetheart. youâre looking away from me, donât do that,â and his voice was a tauntingly deep rasp. it was husky, and as heâs prodding a lengthy finger against your slit, you whimper.
âeyes on me, eyes on kentoâhey you,â and his voice lowers the exact moment you meet his lust filled gaze. butterflies swarm through your tummy and you gulp, feeling your chest tighten. at that moment, you throbbed and he felt it right against his flat tongue. âgood girl.â
âk- ken.. ngh,â you whine, locking your quavering legs around his neck. nanamiâs teeth gingerly nip at your tender folds as he inserts his ring finger inside of your saturated cunt. you quickly squeeze and clamp around his digit thatâs slowly pumping itself inside. the band of the ring tickles around your tender skin and your legs grow weak. â âm gonna c- cum again, kentoâfuck.â
bringing his lips toward your sensitive clit once more, he gives it a few passionate kisses. aa his eyes closeâheâs so into it. nanamiâs imagining itâs your lips heâs kissing, swirling his tongue around and sucking at your pulsating nub. he could almost taste you.
glossy glimmering strings trail down the crevices of his lips and he hums, sliding in another finger. âhold it, sweetheart. hold it for me,â and his voice was husky, baritone hiding underneath each word he spoke. nanamiâs soft fawn eyes flicker back up toward you before he gives your cunt a playful encouraging pat. âcan you do that? be a good girl ân wait a little longer?â
âkentoâhngh,â you whimper out, feeling your back arch against the velveteen pillows that sink beneath your weight. the air felt substantially thick as youâre getting closer and closer, and your ears started to hear nothing but pure white noise.
nanamiâs fingers were insanely long, and heâs twisting them both around inside of your pussy in mouthwatering clockwise circles. âfuck, fuck,â and he chuckles, feeling you grab onto his hair.
messy blond tresses of his tangle within your fingers as he slowly guides his tongue up against down against your cunt. so sweet. as heâs multi-tasking, each time he delves his digits in and out, you feel a shortness of breath. his fingertips waste no time at reaching your g-spot and thatâs all it took for you to nearly lose it. âah, so squirmy today,â he purrs as the button tip of his nose brushes against your soddened folds. âgo âhead then i guess, honey. you can let got fâ me. âs okay.â
âk- kento.. oh my goddd,â you moan, slouched back against the cushioned mattress. itâs as if time stood still. everything felt carnal - your pupils were blown and you found yourself gnawing on your lip. you knew your orgasm was coming but like always â you were never prepared.
it comes in waves, roiling crashing waves that made your body succumb once the waters hit. the âwaterâ being your cascading slick that drenches nanamiâs entire mouth from the chin down. you gush out abruptly as your legs still wrap around his face, letting off the most melodic shrilling whine.
âthere we go, thatâs it princess,â he whispers, still having his lips attached to your honeyed cunt. by now, heâs slipped out his fingers but presses his ring finger right back against your convulsing clit, rubbing it back and forth . .
the squelches that left out of you were loud, and he canât help the curving smile that spreads against his lips. âthere she goes,â he softly says, staring as you succumb to your long awaited orgasm. it felt like shockwaves ran through every spasming vein in your body as you leisurely grew limp. heâs still between your legs, and he licks his pink lips with an even hungrier grin.
âmhm, sweet as always, honey,â and you moan, watching nanami bring his ring finger up to his pursed lips, the same finger that was just buried deep inside of your pussy only a few seconds ago. within a blink of an eye, it disappears into his mouth as he licks the slick of you right off, his tongue gliding across the wet insipid band of his ring that drips with your sap. âyou always feed me so well.â
âk- kento.â you moan, the stickiness between your legs making you pulse even more. nanami hums, glancing down underneath you and at the soaked sheets â creating a damp grey spot with how you made quite the mess from his tongue and he simpers.
pressing his thin lips together, he gives your sopping cunt one final kiss. âshhh, i know baby. i know,â and as youâre still trying to catch your breath, nanami goes back to eating you out. like the starved man he was. but this time, heâs spelling out letters with the pointed tip of his tongue. not just any letters though - heâs spelling out those same seven letters he asked you the day he got down on one knee â marry me?
âhng, donât stop kento, please,â you whimper, your sensitive folds making you continuously heave irregular breaths in and out. his tongue curls all around, rummaging through each part of your gripping pussy before he sucks hard, earning a squeak from you.
âdonât plan on it,â he whispers, wrapping his mouth around your clit. nanami was still slow and gentle nonethelessâand it doesnât take long before heâs already starting to get pussy drunk. a sleazy grin compresses against both corners of his lips as he continues to spell out those letters with his tongue. the salacious zigzags and curls he forms with just the tip of his tongue makes your toes curl and as you give him one more yank by the hair, he hums.
âmhm. already proposed to you, so why not propose to this pretty pussy too.â
" I want to be as kind as Tanjirou -- " nah I want to be as ADAPTABLE as him.
My guy adapts to a situation so quickly like wdym he made up a plan in the midst of panic and horror. He threw an axe at Giyuu. He covered the wisteria poison scent from Gyutarou and then stabbed him. He cut off Urogi's feet from a hunch that the clone's power wouldn't work on the same cells.
Tanjirou is so resourceful, he observes his surroundings and situation and accustomed himself to it. In another world, he might never pick up a sword but he sure is very sharp and intelligent.
One second he's all happy and smiley and the kindest boy ever and then the next second he's throwing hands and it lands accurately.
â sum. when theyâre both 10s but theyâre also vampires. hungry blood-thirsty vampires whoâll stop at nothing to claim you. with how sweet you taste though, maybe humans arenât so bad after all.
not everyday do you have a century plus old vampire between your legs â a vampire who you were actually supposed to exterminate for a pricey reward that was held over his head. both heads. but oh, you were so screwed. not even three days in of getting your official vampire hunter license and you already failed.
rule number one stupid girl: never fuck the vampire. rule number two: never fuck the vampires, plural.
but, you had a scent on you. an alluring fresh scent that made the sukuna ryomen fall weak to his knees. the fragrantâwhatever it was smelled very lush with a sprinkled spice of vanilla. it irked him badly, and what irked him the most was the simple fact that he was feeling quite . . parched.
heâs starved, and itâs been a while since heâs had a quenched thirst and satisfied appetite. vampires usually had it roughâespecially sukuna, because heâd usually spend most of his years hibernating, and he could live without blood . . for a certain amount of years before he comes well, feral.
but that all changed until you came along, and long story shortâhere you were sprawled out over his throne with your legs wide open.
âwoman,â he snarls, buried right between your thighs. sable honed claws gingerly caress against your skin before his long tongue drags itself out of your pudgy folds. âspread your cunt fâr me before i bite it off.â
âwhat if iâm into that?â you sheepishly hum, feeling a tear of sweat trickle down your quirked brow. but right as you let off your cheeky remark, a big hand swats at your sopping entrance hard, earning a whimper from your mouth. so wet, your squelches ring through his rusted victorian walls.
sukuna snarls at you, crimson ruby eyes boring into your soul practically before with a sobbing creak, his chamber door opens. the hinges were whining as it unbolts and peeked out was whom you assumed to the other vampire, kamo choso.
you did research on them bothâespecially choso.
even though both of them were classified as dangerous notorious special grades with huge bounties placed on each of their heads dead or alive, choso was worth far more. you always did want to know why though.
heâs even prettier than person. choso was dressed in nothing but dark toned yet elegant dim clothing. both of their styles were strictly victorian-esque. chosoâs hair was slightly matted and down, flowing past his tense shoulders. as unkempt dark strands went through his eyes, it created an attractive a shaggy wolf cut look. âoh,â he timidly murmurs, his eyes averting toward sukuna then at you.
a human,
his heart started to race and he could feel the inside of his mouth salivate with a minuscule amount of water. choso openly stares for a lengthy amount of seconds before nibbling on his tongue with his fangs. with the way he scoffs under his breath and how his body language grows stiff â you can tell, heâs jealous.
âam i .. interrupting, sukuna?â
sukuna groans internally, his tongue still attached to your swollen clit. you were closeâhe knew it from the way your breathing patterns started to grow irregular and you were struggling to stay still. as your feeble fingers resume to spread your soddened folds further apart for him, he slurps you clean, making all sorts of sloppy noises leave from his think pink lips. âmhm,â and he gives his comrade a side eye. âcâmere, choso. greet our new mealâeh, special guest.â
chosoâs gaze never leaves yours, and as he tucks his head underneath his cape, he kneels down beside sukuna. âh- hi,â he swallows thickly, trailing his bloodshot irises that dramatically dilated each second he spent staring at your body.
god, were you pretty.
âhi châ fuck,â you moan, feeling sukunaâs fangs delicately brush near your cunt. it almost tickled but you werenât laughing, and your thighs were on the verge of snapping shut. choso stands there, watching as his own whetted fangs dig into his pouty bottom lip. âchoso, do you wanna try too?â
âcan i?â he blurts eagerly, but he gets flustered the second he sees your lips curving into a soft smile. after all, embarrassment was always his best friend.
chosoâs kneeled right beside sukuna and he has an almost scowl marinating against his facial features. with a grumpy glower, heâs watching his partner act so greedy. the pink haired vampireâs got a chin thatâs just streaming with slick and he canât help but pout.
itâs probably been decades since heâsince they encountered a vampire hunter, and now you were here. not only that, but choso was the entire opposite of sukuna. he doesnât know the first thing on how to please a woman. âi mean . . is it okay, miss?â
sukuna snickers, briefly breaking his lips away before strumming a fat thumb down your drooling slit. âtch. such a wuss,â and his reddened gaze meets yours as a sly smile twists across the crevices of his lips. âexcuse him. heâs a bit, heh, inexperienced.â
âthatâs notââ it was, and choso lets off a cute frustrated huff but his demeanor softens the moment you claw a hand through his slightly matted wolfcut. dozens of loose tresses twirl between your fingers and he lets off a quiet purr, leaning into your touch. âmhm,â and he looks up at youâthen at your pretty swollen cunt that was just pulsing second after second.
so pretty, it almost looks like a flower. easily akin to a vanilla orchidâhe found himself about to drool the more he stared. choso was just millimeters away from a single taste and he couldnât help but moan once he abruptly got a strong whiff of your candied balmy scent.
âitâs okay,â you murmur, trailing your middle finger down his tender scalp. sukunaâs right beside him, rolling his eyes whilst licking his spit-slick lips. as you remain slouched on sukunaâs primeval throneâyour legs sprawl out just a bit wider and you bite your lip. âgive it a little kiss.â
ây- yes, miss,â choso utters, and your eyes flicker down toward his lips. perfectly shapedâthey have somewhat of an almost natural pout as they purse togetherârosy pink and quivering in anticipation.
as he moves his face closer between your legs, you let off a gasp once his plump wet lips gradually smooch against your clit. âhng,â he groans, the sap of your own slick stringing against his mouth. choso canât help but sneak his tongue down your pulsating clit for a better taste and oh, the way his eyes rolled back. âs- so good.â
sukuna clicks his tongue, growing impatient as his sharpened claws dig into the thin wooly fabric of his burgundy-black cloak.
âthatâs itâgood, yeah,â you softly coo out, tightening your grip against his head just a little.
choso had no clue what he was doing and it was adorable. his tongue was just as long as sukunaâs, mirroring the same forked-like shape. the softly spiky texture makes you squirm and writhe, feeling pleasurable twinges surge all throughout every inch of your body.
âfuuckk,â you gasp, feeling him suck against your clit. itâs overly sensitive, and he moans, feeling you throb right in his mouth. âmhm, suck there. right there, baby.â
baby, he wasnât used to such words of affection. petnames, what you might call it. chosoâs pointed ears cutely twitch and his nose wrinkles the second his sucking steadily intensifies. âmpmh,â and you can feel him taking a few seconds to sniff against your cunt once more.
âhe gets off to being praised,â sukuna huskily jabbers, watching choso turn absolutely pussy drunk within seconds. you could tell just from his expressions alone. that sly yet sleazy grin compressing near the corners of his mouth, hooded eyes and drooling profusely from the sides of his mouthâ
yeah, he was entirely weak. weak for you.
as his tongue slowly massages its way between the cracked slit of your pussy, he feels your grip in his hair tighten. âdoes he?â you utter, and you can hear a shuddering breath leave from chosoâs mouth.
he swallows thickly again, wondering when the part was gonna come. the part where youâd finish your job, your missionâout of all the vampire hunters heâs stumbled across, heâs never been between oneâs legs . . let alone being spared.
but he wasnât complaining, not at all.
âmhm,â the older vampire sukuna grumbles, teasingly wrapping a hand around chosoâs broad neck. choso moans from his touch too, and sukuna brushes a thumb down the valley of his sensitive scalp. âhe canât help it. praise him once and heâll finish right on the spoââ
âs.. sukuna,â choso glares, still having a mouth full of your cunt.
the squelches you made from each succulent suckle was quite loud, constantly reverberating through the ancient chamber walls. but oh, your taste was simply divine. unlike any cuisine heâs ever tried. choso would rate your pussy five stars if he could.
youâre so wet â sopping a pretty cascading stream that flows down his chiseled chin to where heâs literally just drowning in your cunt. choso was a quick learner though, despite having little to no experience.
a raw breath rips out of your lungs once you feel your thighs grow weak. his tongue extends a bit inside of your cunt, curling itâs way around and in zigzags to make your toes curl in surprising rapture.
âf- fuck, like that,â you whimper out, and suddenly a dark silhouette overshadows you. slowly, your eyes look up to see sukuna standing right over you with a cunning toothy leer.
your eyes rove down his dark cloak that covers his body entirely, although you couldnât help but want to see more.
like mentioned beforeâyouâve done your research about them both. as a vampire hunter, it was well, required.
sukuna had to be over a few thousand years old with choso not that far from behind. âsilly, silly woman,â he tsks with a taunting head shake.
sukuna cups your chin and you moan once chosoâs hooked nose starts to brush up and down against your clit.
you meet the eyes of a blood-thirsty vampire whoâs got the most smuggest grin youâve ever seen. âyou know,â his voice seductively pitches low, and the rough bass that smooths underneath his tone makes you feel a wave of butterflies swarm near the pit of your stomach. a thumb swipes against your glossed lips before he bends, getting right close to your face level. âusually, this is the part where you kill us, you know that, right?â
âiâknow,â and for a second, you nearly let off a mewl once you feel chosoâs fangs softly nip against your tender cunt.
you were throbbing heavily, and heâs just slobbering all over your entrance just to lap it right back up back with his tongue like the feral animal he was.
it was cute how conflicted you were â your eyes didnât know where to look, whom to focus on, nothing. .
even so, as your back remains reclined back against the timber-made throne, your brows furrow. heâs right, moments ago you should have pulled out your stake or firearm, getting rid of them and collecting quite a delicious sum of bounty for both of their heads - dead or alive.
but, as the thought struck you â why, why didnât you finish them off. whatâs stopping you?
you didnât know, and quite frankly, you didnât care.
besides, it was technically only the first few days of your new job and something internally was screaming at you that this probably wasnât your right field of expertise anyway.
and the fact that the âtargetâ you were supposed to eliminate was propped up between your legs was . . something.
hell, maybe it was even a sign.
âoh, i see,â sukuna huffs, sliding a thumb across your pursed lips, wanting your pout crease more. cute. âyou want more, that right, stupid girl?â a rough voice purrs out to you, and he can see the pout starting to form over your lips once you give him a slow nod. âyeah, yeah you do,â and he looks down at choso whoâs got his pretty flapping lashes closed, sliding a hand inside of his cloak.
heâs groaning against your cunt, stroking himself off and whimpering against your folds that sobbed for more. sukuna cups your chin, pressing your lips together. âi donât speak nod. use those words, tell me what you want.â
ây.. you both,â and it comes out like a lewd broken whisper. by this point, you were shameless. itâs almost as if you were in a dreamâmaybe even a fan fiction.
as those fatal words leave from your lips, your eyes roll back once chosoâs continuing to slurp against your cunt - savoring each honeyed drop of your juices. heâs still on his knees as his pointed ears twitch from each whine and mewl that pours away from your lips.
sukuna groans under his breath, feeling himself get hard as he takes a few occasional glances.
chosoâs face was right up against your pussy, and he made sure to run and trace his tongue in every single spot that would make you sing out pretty âoohâ and âahâ's for him. heâs craved a good meal for the longest and the meal between your thighs was all that he really needed.
âgreedy girl,â sukuna grouses, lightly squeezing your chin, making you give him your attention back. ruby red eyes flicker toward your exposed nude neck â such precious skin all out and on display, a vampireâs favorite part of the body.
the thoughts of imagining what you tasted like from just a single bite clogged his entire brain. just a single drink of you - just one would have him probably at your mercy - no, he had to focus.
sukuna shakes his head with an annoyed grunt, pressing his head against yours as you lied back. âboth, huh? can you really handle that, princess?â
âyesââ
âlook at me when you speak, girl,â and you feel an overwhelming increase of thumps in your heart once heâs only inches away from pressing his lips against yours.
the eye contact was brutal - sensual.
his eyes lock onto yours and itâs as if youâre staring directly at a pool of bloody scarlet jewels. you could honestly get lost in sukunaâs eyes. such irises never leave yours and you gulp, looking him right in the eye before watching choso starting to bite near your thighs. ârepeat yourself, go on.â
with a shaky voice, you drag chosoâs head closer between your thighs before whining once he glides his forked tongue against your throbbing pearly nub. âi want you both. p.. please, wanâ you both.â
and the last thing youâd expect was for them to be eating you out â at the same damn time.
both vampires were propped up between your legs as youâre spread open with the cutest expression plastered on your face.
god, this was fucked.
as two forked tongues flick and swipe against your clit, nibbling on your tender gummy flesh, you let off the most melodic whine. it rips straight out of your throat, bouncing off the century old walls. the texture of both tongues â you felt the plush spikes that run against their tastebuds, feeling sukuna hold your nub hostage with choso trapping his your pretty clit with his fangs.
âfuck, âm so c- close,â youâd whine out, staring at them both as theyâre between your legs with hazy blown pupils. both of your hands fish through their hair, gasping heavily once they start to slurp nearly everything out of you at such at maddened pace.
it was one thing with teeth â but they had fangs, and they both made sure you felt the keen edges against your sopping cunt every single time.
âmmph,â choso mewls out, wrapping his mouth around your slick entrance. sukunaâs only a few kilometers apart, and the older vampire grunts once he tries to push him away. with pouty glossed lips, choso gives your clit a kiss before briefly departing. â âkuna,â he huffs cutely, and you watch as his chin has an even shiner coat of your arousal racing down. âyouâre beinâ greedy..â
âgood,â sukuna jibes, and you whimper loudly once his long tongue trails further down. it stops right once it reaches your winking hole. it was so long, it located places you didnât even know could be reached. a fluttering feeling settled inside the very pits of your stomach before he spits on your cunt.
itâs a rude âpftâ and you watch as a syrupy strand dribbles down onto your heat. chosoâs lip quivers as he stares too, going back to touching himself.
he rarely touched himself â but when he did, it always felt heavenly. âcho,â he grouses, smearing a fat thumb against your cunt thatâs soaking up the dribbling saliva. âclean her off for me.â
chosoâs eyes widen. but he was too feral to reply, and as if his lips had a mind of itâs own, he leans in and letâs his mouth do the rest of the talking.
honey, your taste was almost equivalent to honey. choso whines against your clit as he drinks you clean, the soddened pure taste of you never departing from his tastebuds. he shamelessly laps up sukunaâs saliva that pours down your pudgy wet folds before softly thrusting his tongue in and out of your cunt.
âfuck,â you moan, feeling your legs starting to spasm. sukuna goes back between and theyâre both latching their pink pointed tongues against your tender muscle. you even watch as their tongues touch, getting tangled together and all. choso grows flustered and sukunaâs for the same sly smile on his lips, teasingly licking near chosoâs bottom lip before going back to your pussy.
squelch, you were so wet . . profusely drooling. with how wet you were, you were putting faucets to unruly shame.
your thighs were covered in various marks and as they both shared the same pussy drunk grin, thatâs when you finally snap.
right when the tip of sukunaâs forked tongue rudely thwacks against your sweetened g-spot, you end up gushing out right away. it creeps up on you like a jump scare, hitting you like a truck, an inevitable wave that came crashing down without warning.
âfuck, ngh oh my god!â and as youâre coming undone on their tongues, you were holding in a breath you didnât even know you had.
seconds later as you gradually let go, your tummyâs continuing to heave from each exhilarated pant leaving from your lungs. with hooded eyelids fluttering, you end up spraying a sweet amount of sap onto the bottoms of their chins. sukuna snickers and choso quietly gaspsâ
âmy my,â sukuna hums, licking his tongue underneath his bottom lip, savoring the taste. âso the humanâs a squirter also, interesting,â and you couldnât my stop panting.
your orgasm was loud, and it rang through each of the ancient walls that were so old that they were on the verge of crumbling down after centuries of standing tall. your own voice nearly shatters the victorian mirrors as you leisurely succumb into awaited pleasure, releasing your grip from their heads. you glance down and see sukuna already staring at you, giving your cunt one final kiss. âcute, think iâll take my time with you, princess.â
choso pouts, panting himself as his tongue licks near the crevice of his lips. ây.. you mean us, âkuna.â
sukuna rolls his eyes with a grimacing scowl. âeh, right.â
many moments later â once youâre lightly thrown on sukunaâs king sized bed, you gulp.
now you were fucked.
they were more hungrier than ever, especially choso. the taste of your sweet cunt still lingers and his mouth, on his tongueâand he only imagined how sweeter your sacred blood must be.
âchoso, watch me,â sukuna gruffs, and you let him flip your body over. landing into the cushions with a soft âoofâ your cheek gets pressed against a velvet pillow. âhumans are fragile, so you donât wanna break âem too bad,â and you moan once his hand swats against your bare ass. the recoil makes your entire body tense and you chew on your lip, quietly wishing heâd spank you again.
you werenât really wearing anything except for maybe a black skirt that was now torn to practical shreds and a blouse that was halfway raised toward the top. as sukuna shuffles a bit, he springs out his thick cock and oh, you could tell he was big just from hearing the stroking sounds from behind you.
he grunts, giving his veiny shaft a few ample pumps before aligning himself against your swollen entrance. âlook at herrrr,â he purrs, spreading your cunt apart with two fingers as your ass arched upward.
you were still drenched with your panties clinging toward the gummed crevices of your thighs. right as he toys with your dilating clit, he can hear the sloshing sounds make itâs return before darkly chuckling. âeager, isnât she choso? her pretty pussyâs tryinâ to talk back. how quaint.â
âsukuna,â choso pouts, pushing him off. âlet me, i know how toââ and he pauses, his eyes intently gazing at your pulsing cunt.
he was still so hungry. he just wanted another taste. just one more slurp of your slick and heâll be satisfied. his thirst would be quenched. choso shakes his head, letting off a shaky sigh. âi know how t- to fuck.â
âhe doesnât,â sukuna mouths to you in a cocky manner, getting in front of you.
the pink haired vampire stands near the edge of the bed, a hand cupping underneath your chin. âitâs okay, you can look,â he smugly says, feeling your eyes burn into his weighty length thatâs standing tall.
the shadow thatâs underneath it makes it appear even bigger, and oh, itâs not just big - itâs huge.
sukunaâs very thick with insane amounts of girth for days, and your eyes slowly flicker toward his pretty tip thatâs swollen. spurts of pre-cum seeping from his frenulum and you canât help but give his tip a few greeting kisses. he sucks his teeth at the audacity, wide jaw tightening at your tender touch. the more you stare, you notice heâs got a bit of pink hair that curls it way around his fat base, almost forming a bush.
itâs unintentionally attractive, and you even found yourself gawking at his shaggy happy trail too. âtouch me more, woman,â he utters, as if he read your mind. his rough tone getting a bit softer. âgo âhead.â
as you wrap a hand around his cock, you can hear chosoâs sweet whimpers in the background. âoh, my,â and his sweltering hot tipâs just ghosting against your yearning slick entrance. you let off a hum, teasingly wriggling your ass a bit just to get a reaction out of him and you did. âugh,â he moans with an needy hiss following, sliding his flushed crownhead against your swallowing cunt. âkuna sheâs gonna m- make me cum.â
âthought you said you knew how to fuck?â sukuna titters, ogling as you slowly bring your plump lips up to his shaft.
with a grumble, choso kisses his teeth. âshut up,â and as his dick aligns itself between your swollen folds, he lets off a breathy sigh. âfuuuck,â he could feel you wholly trying to swallow him as he eases his way inside.
right there, choso felt a chill run down his spine. you were warm inside, and it makes him gnaw a fang down his quivering lip once his lengthy inches rummages farther. âhng, âs so good, sheâs so wet, âkuna,â he murmurs in a soft tone, his words that slide past his lips shaking from each breath.
hearing your own moans leave from your lips makes him harder. sukuna grunts, watching as you press another chaste kiss against his mushroomy tip.
lustrous strands of pre-cum stick against your lips and he groans, tight abs that hid within the inside of his cloak tensing right away. âthatâs it, âs all yours, princess,â and a hand of his paws itâs way onto the top of your head. once his dick starts to slowly disappear in your mouth, he lets off a near growl. whitened fangs poke from the outer parts of his lip before he feels your moan vibrate against his shaft. âmhm, atta girl. get it wet, spit on it.â
âhah, âm not gonna last,â choso breathlessly huffs, and with his hands gripping on both sides of your waist, heâs starting up a pace. itâs a slow pace that you could keep up with in terms of rhythm, but fuck was he big too.
choso had just as much of girth as sukuna did, maybe even more.
heâs stretching you out with just a few beginning thrusts and your eyes already widen. âmpmh,â and as your mouthâs full, cheeks all puffed from storing sukunaâs cock inside, you pull it out to allow a bit of drool pout from your lips and onto his tip.
the vampire flashes you a wolffish smile as his fingers softly massage down your scalp, his claws gingerly stroking against your tresses. your back was arched to a sudden with your body slightly raised, facing sukuna whilst your rear was focusing purely on choso.
sukuna studies your body, your pretty face, your fluttering flapping lashes, your tight tight throat thatâs making lewd noises every once in and while, but most importantly, he studies you.
it doesnât take long before his fat cockhead starts to create âloveâ taps against your uvula. your eyes widen and you let off a tiny gargle at feeling him reach the roof of your mouth within no time, clawing your own hands into his beefy thighs.
âsuch a tight âlil throat for a pretty human,â he grunts, feeling you pop out his cock to lap up the remnants of your saliva.
chosoâs still plummeting into you from behind, giving you soft sensual strokes yet they soon turn rigorous and deep once he feels your ass slam into him. once your skin goes back against him, that was merely all it took for him to lose it. it makes his ears twitch even moreâand he whimpers, falling on love with your cunt right away.
itâs sloppy. already, youâre starting to stick and glue against his chiseled pelvis each time you rut back into him. chosoâs hips were downright filthy, and it only takes him a few minutes before heâs meticulously drilling into you at full speed. his cockâs precise, making sure to hunt and search through every part of your cunt with his aching tip.
âfuck,â he hisses, a sweaty palm of his giving your right ass cheek a squeeze. as he grabs a nice chunk of your ass, he canât help but spank it.
but he feels bad afterwards so the sting shortly goes away once his palm caresses a few circles against your hot temple.
the recoil of your skin always mesmerized him - he found himself in a trance every time. simply put, you had him enticed.
choso moans again, feeling your warm body rock back into his at such an unsteady pace to where heâs stammering over his words. âs. . so pretty.â
âthe inside of her mouthâs even prettier,â sukuna sneers, and with a loud âpopâ, he removes his dick from out of your throat.
you pout, lolling out your tongue without him having to say anything and he hums in patent amusement. âainât that right, princess?â and with a whack, his fat meaty tip slaps against your pink tongue.
you moan, and he slaps his flushed cock against your tongue three more times just to hear you whine for him to finish. âfuckinâ hungry, are ya, âlil hunter? you didnât care about bounties, you just cared about gettinâ your sloppy cunt wet, huh.â
âmmphâsukuna,â you mumble, your words nearly inaudible once he rubs his leaky tip against your lips. his tipâs so fat and swollen as a rosĂŠ color shades over it from top to bottom. just a few seconds of him being out of your mouth and you were already drooling for more - literally.
chosoâs breathing starts to pick up the longer heâs giving you such rough pivotal thrusts. you could feel him practically humping his weak hips into you, and heâs sniffling because he canât believe humans felt this good inside.
âaw, are you mad, little human?â sukuna gruffly mocks, tracing a thumb over your arched brow.
the scowl that indents between the corners of your lips was adorable. âheh, how spoiled you must be. fine. open your mouth again,â and he views as you quickly comply, sticking out your tongue with your hands grabbing your neglected breasts that hid beneath your bra. âgood girl.â
this merely lasts for a century â not really, but it felt like it.
lightning like veins ran down sukunaâs cock and you felt them prod against your tongue, meanwhile chosoâs almost hysterical once he ends up dumping ribbons of cum into you. early at that, and heâs never been more embarrassed.
choso fucks you for a long while, and itâs until his thrusts against you becomes insignificantly sloppy and heâs overflowed your cunt with ropes of searing hot cum. itâs so much that it dribbles down your thighs, spritzing all on your clit and gluing against your skin like paste.
ângh, f- forgive me,â heâd whine, peering as sukunaâs finishing up himself.
with a feral growl, heâs fisting his cock just a few more times before itâs his turn to finish now. you got filled in both ways, and once the bitterly sweet taste of his seed mists into your mouth, you let off a moan. âgood . . good girl,â choso rubs the back of his neck, trying to mimic sukunaâs praises he did on you earlier.
youâre still on all fours and your eyelashes flutter as heâs continuing to spill out such slimy amounts of cum. the taste has a bit of a sugary tang that makes your nose crinkle. âswallow,â the older vampire murmurs, a long black claw of his softly caressing the edge of your lip.
a few droplets dribble from the corners of your lips once you obey, moaning once you feel choso unhurriedly pull out. heâs slow, feeling his chest heave out with a heavy sigh as your cunt letâs out a loud âpopâ after he gradually takes it out of you.
his tip was throbbing, and as he stared at his own cum oozing out of your swollen pussy, he canât help but run a finger down it. you feel yourself clenching around nothing now and you canât help but pout.
âtch. whereâs your manners, woman,â sukuna raises a pink slit brow, grabbing your chin. your lips still remain pouty due to how much heâs squeezing against your plump lips together and you let off a whimper.
crisp air sets against your bare ass and skin as you meet his carmine-red gaze. âyouâre supposed to say âthank youâ for the meal. go on.â
ât . . thank you, âkuna,â you softly snivel, feeling yourself pulse the more choso runs his finger down your flabby folds. heâs touchy, his fingers felt hot and shocking like static - and the more he maneuvers tiny circles around your clit, the more you felt your knees starting to grow weaker again.
âhn.â is all he replies with, and just when you thought they were finished â they werenât.
you said you wanted both of them, not just one but two. and you know what they always say, the more the merrier . . right?
but itâs a bit different when the âmerrierâ involves two ancient cocks.
to say you got stretched to the very fullest was merely an understatement. they each took turns with you, round after round after fucking round . .
your legs felt practically nonexistent, and every time theyâd dump a knot into your sweet cunt, youâd feel like you were about to burst. round after round after round, theyâd coax out orgasms out of you like it was nothingâespecially sukuna.
choso was the one whining in your ear, whining even louder than you sometimes. he couldnât help it, especially with how good your pussy wrapped around his dick so freely. it was a feeling he doesnât think heâs ever experiencedâand if he did, it was a long long time ago anyway.
but now, you were preparing to take them both at the same time. the thrill of the thought alone makes your thighs shudder as sukunaâs sinking his thick cock into you. already, he feels you gaping and you canât help but moan at the elastic stretch unfurling wider and wider. .
the pink haired vampire was propped behind you while chosoâs lying flat back against the sofa. itâs a pretty view, and chosoâs staring right into your eyes. your pretty eyesâheâs never been one to lust over a mere human, but it was just something about you. with you, it was different.
sukuna on the the other handâhe couldnât really care less. heâs centuries old and itâs been what, a decades since heâs got laid? it was just who he was - but he wouldnât mind keeping you around for a while.
for centuries, the two of them lived their tedious lives inside of what appeared to be some kind of abandoned castleâyou actually ended up stumbling upon it in the forest by accident while looking for them. the vampires you were supposed to kill, and yet here you were, about to be double stuffed by both of them.
ânice ân easy you two. biiiig fuckinâ stretch,â sukuna gruffs, wrapping a big hand around his hardened cock.
itâs flushed and veiny from the rigid sides, florid from the crowned tip with a ruby shade as heâs still getting over his recent orgasm. youâre sopping, your cuntâs crying for more and the sloshes that sang out from your folds only grew louder the more heâs burying himself inside of your gummy pasty walls. âchoso, youâre not gonna faint again, are ya?â
âs- shut up,â choso grumbles, a rosy tiny spraying a half part of his face. as choso aligns himself between your entrance also, he letâs off a low sigh at the welcoming squelch your pussy make.
âpopâ and fuck, could he listen to that all day. just the sloppy noises you madeâto him, that was music in itself. âgod, âm still so sensitive, m- mistress.â
with a sheepish hum, you cup both sides of his face, speaking in a teasing tone. âmistress?â
âiââ choso pauses, a vermillion flush spraying over his entire face. fuck, his words slipped, and heâs felt that wave of embarrassed returning right away.
it was adorable though, and as you continue to bare around both of their cocks, he canât help but lean into your tender touch. âi mean-â
âno, itâs okay,â you reassure him, moaning once your bare ass gets a swift rude swat from sukunaâs palm. within no time, youâre starting to move your hips again, feeling yourself get stuffed in all orifices.
your sheeny-slicked lips part into a gasping âoâ once you feel sukuna then rub a hand against your clit. âfuck,â you whine, and sukuna hisses himself once he feels your clingy grip around his cock tighten. his hips were sharp, and it doesnât take long before you start to match his deranged rhythm. averting your eyes back toward choso whoâs laid back so prettily on the bed underneath you, speak in a soft voice. â âs okay, you can call me that.â
âyeah, cho. call the pretty girl âmistressâ, heh.â sukuna derides.
with a cute grouse, choso glares at sukunaâbut his expression quickly falters once you fall into his chest, slumping into his body. his tight sculptured abs that resembled a greek god peeks through his victorian inky cloak ghost against you and a bit of hair from his happy trail tickles against your tummy.
âshut . . up,â he grumbles at sukuna, but now itâs his turn to cup your face. âm- mistress,â and a thumb of his runs against your cheek.
sukuna groans from behind you both as heâs fucking you from behindâhis deep pivotal strokes slowly weakening due to how sensitive he was. it almost stings, but with the way your cuntâs holding him hostage for all its worth, he just couldnât stop.
âhm,â your eyes meet the dark haired vampire and his bottom lip quivers. just your stare alone was enough to drive him up the first street of insanity.
youâve done quite your fair share amount of research on these two and what the media reports about them in the papers always shocks you. they typically always describe them as the âblood-thirsty duoâ monsters who would mercilessly tear limb from limb off of anyone who dares cross their path.
funnily enough, they said the most heinous things about choso in particularâbut now that you were quite literally being filled with them both in each hole, choso was more sweet than anything. the papers described him as a ruthless blood-sucking vampire but he was the sweetestâespecially whenever heâs overstimmed and whiny.
and sukuna . . heâs sukuna.
but you were still aliveâso that was something, right?
âcan . . may i,â and it takes you a moment to realize what heâs asking for.
choso wants to kiss you, and you can tell by the way his big wide eyes continue to flicker toward your own eyes, then back toward your glossed plump lips. he wanted a taste, he needed it.
ây- yeah,â you moan, feeling sukunaâs heavy cock reach an even deeper angle inside of you. youâre taking them both, feeling your entire legs get weaker by the second but that feeling suddenly disintegrates once choso presses his lips onto yours.
itâs a sultry hot kiss. a kiss that heâs been longing to do ever since he walked in on you and sukuna. chosoâs forked tongue delves more into your mouth as youâre riding him with sukuna guiding your hips in place.
itâs sloppy, and heâs been pathetically aching for more of a taste from you for the longest. choso wasnât fond of sharing you with sukunaâhe wished it was you and him, but he couldnât complain. at least he wasnât going to complain yet.
âmmh,â you moan into his mouth, feeling his scarred hands softly caress near your breasts that poke through your bra. choso whines, nipping at your tongue with his serrated-sharp fangs before he lets off a gasp.
ângh, oh fuck,â choso whimpers between your lips and deprived kisses. his arms end up enveloping around your waist, holding you close as sukunaâs driving his cock into you as such a crazed speed from behind.
as your lashes stick together briefly â they flutter shut before opening again. glancing up with droopy eyes, you watch as chosoâs currently grabbing onto the wooden creaking headboard, a plethora of veins bulging down his swole biceps.
sukuna grunts behind your ear and within seconds later, heâs taking a playful harmless chomp out of your left shoulder blade.
your skin - so sweet, and his pronged tongue swirls its way around the fang marks that starts to form before choso ends up cumming early again.
âfuck, fuck,â choso whines, feeling his chest tighten. your pussy had them both weak, especially with choso more than anything, because he fills you up with another knot that exudes its way deep inside. it shoots out fast, pouring into you before a few remnants trickle down the crevices of your inner thighs.
your deadened legs struggle to stay open and he brings another needy wet kiss to your lips before he starts panting. âi- i need, need more,â and his eyes stare at your neck. âplease, just a taste.â
âwait your turn, choso,â sukuna snarls, pulling you back to sink his fangs further into your skin. oh, they were fighting over you. choso lets off a cute huff before ignoring sukuna, glancing at you.
his eyes and pouty quivering lips were telling you âpleaseâ, and as you continued to slowly jerk your hips against them both, you let off a soft bashful, âg. . go ahead.â
but chosoâs still cumming tooâhis ropes of cum was so sweet and came out so smoothly that itâs like he was pouring molasses of syrupy ribbons into you.
within a blink of an eye, it pumps into you raw, and choso nearly loses it once his fangs pierce down into the right side of your neck. âah,â he whimpers, hot breath fanning against your skin. softly, his sharp fangs delicately nip into your sweet toothsome skin and it feels like a tiny prick.
you moan as youâre barely moving anymore, but theyâre both still very deep inside, keeping each sloppy aperture of yours very, very busy.
âso dramatic,â sukuna rolls his eyes, a feeling of jealousy washing over him. youâre squeezing around him tight and he groans, clawing a few fingers toward your chest and unclasping your bra.
with hungry claret eyes that favors the color of rich red wine, he openly gawks as your breasts spring free and he gingerly pinches one of your perked nipples. âlook at these girls, so perfect,â and you moan at his touch.
choso on the other hand looked so pretty. heâs still enjoying his âmealâ and the second his fangs cut deep enough into your skin, he tastes that sprinkle of metallic sweetness before he ends up cumming again.
heâs cumming while heâs feeding off of you â drinking your lusciously appetizing blood, and he hasnât had a fill as good as this in probably centuries.
itâs so good that his mouth was watering, and the vampire loses his momentum before slouching further back with his teeth still attached to your skin like velcro. a pout curls against his lips as he makes you grind back into him, feeling both cocks stretch you open even more. âmh,â he whimpers, honed edges of his fangs creating various marks. you couldnât wait to look at it later.
sukunaâs still fondling your tits and cupping them with both side hands before he bites near the other side of your neck, showering the exposed part of your skin with a multitude of kisses.
âcareful, princess. youâre gonna break him,â he whispers in a raspy tone, and a hand of his trails further down between your legs.
âs- shut up, sukuâ fuck,â choso whines, and itâs an even larger knot than before.
itâs hot before it pumps inside of you yet again, filling you to the very peak. creamy globs of it race down your thighs as his mouthâs still clinging onto your bare shoulder blade. your taste, it was so rich . . so succulent.
your taste was almost so overbearing that it makes the flustered vampireâs eyes roll all the back until it reaches his skull, and heâs now feeling his dick twitching sporadically inside of you. âmistress, fuck. i- âs so much inside of you, f . . forgive me.â
he ends up shooting a huge load inside that stirs the insides of your flittering tummy. you were sure some even reached deep into womb, you wouldnât be surprised due to just how big they both were.
but even so, and you couldnât help but ponder . . could vampires get humans pregnant?
you didnât plan on it, but that reality of being stuffed full of each of them made your stomach churn with a pool of butterflies living inside, swarming all around and fluttering at just the lewd thought of it all. you were filled to the very max - the very brim, and it leaves you panting for more.
you all remain like that until sukuna finally pries you off of choso, crimson eyes gazing at the mess that spills between your thighs. âtsk. how filthy,â and you land on your back, staring up at the two vampires who share the same blood-lust gaze.
âspread âem again, princess. least we can do is clean ya up,â and he nudges choso whoâs just lied flat against the bed, still in aweâstarstruck.
your pussy probably did break him.
âchoso. câmere,â he snaps in his face, and the dark haired vampire blinks thrice, returning back to reality. he groans, sitting up with sheets of sweat racing down each sides of his face. âour girl needâs cleaning.â
âo- oh, right,â he quietly stammers, a bit of your blood from earlier staining his pink lips. a permanent pout remains on his mouth before he licks them clean, and he canât help but lean in, giving you one more kiss.
your heart swoons, and as you return the embrace. milliseconds pass and you gradually start to feel sukuna spreading your legs, ogling at the mess they created, the mess thatâs pumped into you fully.
velvety ribbons of cum racing down each of your thighs, you were still throbbing ferociously and you let off a moan once you swipe your tongue across chosoâs lips, relishing in the taste of your own sweet irony blood.
as your tongues vigorously twirl around each, trying to assert dominance between each twisting muscleâyou let off a whimper in chosoâs mouth once you feel sukunaâs breath aerate against your clit.
without even batting an eye, he starts to lap the cum out between your puffy folds before he gives it one loooong suck. your chest automatically heaves in and out before your arms wrap around chosoâs broad shoulders, tangling saliva strands together and creating lustrous sleek cobwebs.
but, as your lips were locked against choso, you feel something between your legs. sukuna gives your pussy one long sniff, then he does it again, and one more time before gifting it a pat. âoh. .â
choso nibbles at your bottom lip with his fangs before sukuna meanly spanks your cunt. a bit of your own slick sprays against his palm and he hums.
âchoso,â he huskily says, teasingly pointing the end of his claw near your pulsating clit. it was hovering over your entrance . . and still, you let off a whimper at the sensitive feeling. âi think i know why our pretty girl smelled so good all this time.â
âhuh,â the dark haired vampire briefly pulls away, panting heavily just as you. choso glances down at sukuna before feeling his chest cave in and out. âw . . why, sukuna?â
you look down at sukuna, your brows contorting into a curious look yourself.
sukuna gives your sopping cunt one long stare before giving it a kiss. âmwah,â and you moan, watching as wet strands peel away from your pudgy folds and glue back onto his mouth.
heâs sloppy, and he couldnât care less. the vampire rubs a circle around your entrance before snickering darkly.
âbecause,â and he spanks your pussy once more time before playfully putting his fangs against your clit as if he was about to bite you. with a dull expression, sukuna leans in to smell between your legs one more time before whispering against your clit.
â sum. cuban link, diamond crossâyouâre a big fan of suguru geto, the top street racer in tokyo. he doesnât wanna win any more races, he wants to win you this time. keep at it and he might have to fuck you on the highway.
wc. 5.7k
warnings. fem! reader, street racer! geto, pwp, unprotected, suguru has a (dick) piercing / tats, semi-public, riding, brief Ĺral (f! receiving), you get eaten out his window lol, overstim, dirty talk, praise, size kink, impact play, petnames, drive safe.
an. chase atlantic inspired me ÂŻ\_(áľâá´â)_/ÂŻ
âyou, yeah you. wanna ride?â
stop thinking dirty, stop thinking dirâ
you stop dead in your tracks, hearing the deafening vrooming of a certain nissan skyline gtr along with a raspy deep voice. you knew that voice, in fact youâd be a fool not to recognize the voice of the suguru geto, infamous street racer whoâs won more races around the world than you could count. heâs got a big hand on the steering wheel with his dark purple helmet cracked open. growing pathetically sheepish, you could barely get any words out before you start to feel your feet gradually dragging toward his rumbling car.
âreally?â you mumble, barely even pressed up against his tinted window and you could smell his loud rich cologne from there. you couldnât help but fangirlâand oh, did he look so much better in person. getoâs got pretty long tresses of black hair thatâs usually down, but in every race itâs always pinned back. a few loose strands run down his face, peeking out of his helmet and his glove grips tightly against his bedazzled steering wheel that had âs. getoâ carved into the material as it flawlessly spiraled around the wheel.
âreaaally,â he tauntingly repeats your word, cocking his head to get a better look at you. you could smell the thick puffed smoke that weeps out of his silvery flashy tailpipes and he hums. slouching back against his seat manspread, his foot eases off from the break and you watch as the flashy racerâs seat flies open on its on, and you step in. âi take it youâre here to see the race?â
no, no you werenât.
you couldnât lie to yourselfâyou were here to see the race, but you were to here to see geto also. youâve only seen him during his interviews, magazines, and sometimes on tv where his races would be broadcasted for the entire world to see.
but, you managed to snag enough money to actually see him in the flesh.
without a second thought you make your way inside. on the inside, you were screaming. you were currently living every one of his fangirlâs dream. immediately once you sit down, youâre surrounded by the balmy welcoming warmth of his beloved str. you assumed it was an older model but he made it work anyway â it had cushioned seats with blaring speakers and oh, the smell . . itâs almost as if the vehicle had a signature cologne scent of its self. itâs really masculine and it makes your thighs squeeze together once you recline back a bit. his seats warmed up your backside automatically and you glance around the rest of the car, taking in its glitzy beauty.
itâs pretty, youâve only seen pictures. ogling near his rear view mirror, you see fuzzy dice dangling as heâs adjusting it. the rest of the cars usually gathered near the meet up spot before the race actually starts.
âsheâs pretty, isnât she?â geto snickers, noticing you gawking at the inside of his car.
indeed, you heard about how geto built this entire thing from scratch. before doing street racing as a little side hustling hobby, he used to be a mechanic. a well known one, but that wasnât as fun as actually racing.
geto tosses an arm behind the head rest of your seat, preparing to go in reverse. âhad her for about two years. havenât lose a match, since.â
ânot one?â you murmur, wanting to call his bluff. sure, youâve never seen anyone covering him losing a match but that was a bit hard to believe.
âdoubtinâ me, sweetheart?â he rasps, and you feel the rough jittering of the car. getoâs backing up safely, curving his wheel briefly to drive out of one of his many garages.
sweetheart, you donât know why but that single pet name had you feeling hot for a moment. once your eyes dart back toward him for a split second, you spot a toothpick sticking out from the corner of his crooked lips. heâs so pretty â heâs got a natural smirk thatâs tugging against the corners of his lips. as he starts to drive toward the starting point for the highly anticipated race, a gloved thumb taps against his furry steering glimmering wheel. with a low hum, he glances at you. âseatbelt, silly girl.â
shit, you snap on your seat belt moments later and notice even his signatureâs all over his seatbelt covers. âsuguru getoâ in bright bold letters.
drafty air wafts against your skin as heâs still creating distance with just a few miles. once he reaches near the starting line, you hear his foot tapping against the break.
one, two, three . . three, two, one . . heâs bored.
geto positions his rear view mirror for the millionth time before noticing you zeroing your eyes at his gear shift that glistens from the dozens of rhinestones that glue against the cover. countless diamonds stick up and down the leather skin of the handle and itâs so pretty.
âhold on, sweetheart,â geto purrs, his eyes slowly locking onto the flagger thatâs stood in front of the row of cars.
getoâs still got a firm hand gripped onto his wheel, his right foot just barely hovering over the gas. come on, he just wanted to get it over with. you could almost smell the competitiveness dripping from his body.
it was intense, you could almost feel the anticipation as if you were in the driverâs seat. the tall woman thatâs dressed in nothing but sheer black carries a hefty checked flag, swaying it in the air every few seconds. as she safely spaces herself between the cars, she does it two more times and you realize itâs almost time for take off.
the cars that were lined up beside and next to geto start to rev their engines and so does he. itâs a roaring groan, and his rousing wheels burn into the hardened cement, his gold pipes coughing up clouds of purple smoke. geto gives his wheel one more tap with his thumb before glancing at you with a cunning grin. âlie back, i take off pretty fast, heh.â
and he wasnât kidding.
the moment the flagger does a final up-down sway motion with the flag, all race cars accelerate quickly past the starting point. you sink back into the plushy seat as he meanly yanks back his stick shift.
his engineâs loud, and within seconds heâs already in the lead. itâs like he wasnât even trying. frantic turbo spits through his rusted pipes and you can feel his car speedily pass through each poor vehicle that tries to get in his way.
vroooooom, heâs flying by each checkpoint and you could almost smell the adrenaline thatâs coursing through his pulsating veins.
the thrill . .
you felt it all ghost through your own veins, feeling the frigid air roaming through his vents tickle against the hairs that stand up on your arms. geto makes a few sharp turns, keeping an eye on the time every so often. his personal best was around five minutes and seventy-seven seconds. with a coarse grip, heâs tilting his steering wheel while the thunder of his engine growls louder and louder within each whizzing mile.
over time thoughâyou canât help but be a bit nosy. your eyes shift toward the racer and god, youâre just now noticing how handsome he was.
geto usually wore sweats along with his street gear. he didnât have to wear his helmet but he preferred it just in case. its all black with a splash of purpleâyou can see his signature lazily signed near the very top. outlined beside his name was a curling design of smoke. the part where he sees through was all darkly tinted so you could hardly see his face unless you squinted or he took it off.
itâs like it added more to his appeal in a way. he sat manspread and doing so, it gave you a one way ticket to stare straight down at his barely hidden bulge.
fuck, your mind started to ponder. you had so many unanswered questions. isnât it painful driving around that hardâ
âhey,â your raunchy thoughts get rudely interrupted and you donât even realize how many minutes had passed from you being cooped up in your own lewd fantasm. getoâs driving a bit slower now, around sixty mph instead of his usual two hundred. heâs way in the lead, first place. one handâs lazily on the steering wheel and he fakes a yawn.
oh heâs cocky.
with a quick glance out his mirror, he knew the other cars were far behind him and he now starts drifting near the freeway. with an intrigued hum, he notices just exactly what you were staring at. his lap. âdonât tell me this was the ride you thought i meant, sweetheart.â
âiââ
itâs like his cologne got louder.
you choked on your words, wondering if you were hearing right. suguru, the suguru geto was flirting with you?
and the thing that got you the most was that he wasnât even looking at you anymoreâevery few seconds, youâd lock eyes against him near the ear view mirror, feeling hot once his eyes slowly rove down your figure through his dark tinted helmet.
not only was his cologne loud but so were your thoughtsâshamelessly, you did think he was referring to that kind of ride minutes earlier.
and the more you stared at his hardened bulge through his grey sweats, the more you started to think. .
but, little did you know your dirty wish would be granted.
not even a few moment later, youâd find yourself fucked - literally.
geto positions you on his lap, halfway pulling down his loose sweats just so you could ride something else entirely.
instead of riding just his car â you rode his dick, and fuck was he just ridiculously big.
too big, and he knows it. geto groans once heâs buried full inside, lodging his thick cock in between your slimy gummy walls. âshit,â heâd hiss, his head occasionally tossing back once the ring piercing thatâs stuck on his tip tap tap tapâs away against your precious g-spot. it swirls all around the inside of your cunt and your thighs struggled to stay open. it tickles, but you were far from laughing. heâs so big, easily rearranging your insides and be barely even had to move a muscle.
heâs ruthless - but your hips were even more ruthless though, far more.
geto knew all too well that this was dangerousâjust one swerve from the swerving stimulation of bodies smacking against his and game fucking over.
you moan, burying your face into his neck as your hips continue to move against him. heâs still burning gas as your cuntâs just merrily drooling all down his length from each slapping thrust.
belatedly, your brows furrow, almost forgetting why you even showed up to this event. well, part of why you came. âf- fuck, what about t- the race?â you speak in a breathy tone, your tempo becoming more and more relentless. the salaciously enticing jerk of your unsteady hips gradually turn into rough unstable bounces and he kisses his teeth. geto feels the convulsing veins that run down his cock pulse right through him and between your walls, you feel it too.
âoh, sweetheart,â he huffs, his back of his helmet hitting against his headrest. looking at you with hazy hooded eyes, he flashes you a sleazy grin. âtechnically, i already won,â and you gasp, feeling him reach a gloved hand down between your rickety thighs. his touch was so gentle, you felt yourself shuddering from both twin digits that drag further down your chest. he cups one of your bouncing tits that pop out of your tank top, brushing a thumb against your sensitive nipple. âgod, what a pretty fuckinâ body. look at you girl,â and heâs still got a hand on the steering wheel.
a trembling whimper dies out your throat at the feeling of his swollen fat cockhead vigorously thrusting in and out of your dribbling entrance.
youâre just so soaked. itâs like you canât help but be sopping wet on his lap and he loves it. sloshes of sobs echo out of your pussy and your legs pathetically quaver directly on top of him.
both of you groan in complete unison and a big hand of his creeps further down, giving your ass a teasing squeeze. âfuuucck, reel those nasty hips. ride it baby, ride me, yeah,â and you hear the grumbling revs of his engine ring against your ears louder. it makes the entire car shake a bit despite him pushing down a few miles. with widened dewy eyes staring at the back of his car, you squint, seeing dozens of cars trying to catch up to geto.
they didnât have a chance,
they looked like tiny splotching dots in the far distance. geto even had the audacity to not do his usual speed and yet he was still dusting the other racers.
typical.
âs- suguru,â you whine, the undersides of your thighs sticking against him. each time you bounced back on his cock, each ruthless âpap pap papâ of your skin mashing against his and the clingy recoil never fails to leave you brain dead for a few seconds. heâs so thick. you swivel your hips around him, gasping every time his dick piercing scrapes against your clit. the cold material makes a good portion of your thighs quake and you canât help but coo out a few sweet âoohâ or âahâs right next to the shell of his ear. your panties were lazily shoved to the side and he didnât even bother taking them off.
yet.
âso fuckinâ big, shiiiit.â youâd whimper, trying to swerve your way all around him. heâs just too big, you were even surprised he fit. you had to go down slow, aligning yourself against him â every few seconds his cock would pop out of you, making that cute squelch sound that makes his suck his teeth in annoyance.
âmhm, ân youâre takinâ it so well. youâre a big girl, fuckinâ take it,â he rasps in a hushed tone, nipping a few teeth near the inside of your neck. his helmet along with his toothpick ends up falling near the side of his seat with a loud thud.
your hips were killer.
unlike any opponent heâs had to go up against. youâre happily squeezing around him like a vice, taking in his curved inches like a champ. âf- fuck, who taught you how âta ride? heh, tryna give me a run for my money, hm pretty?â
your whiny moans only pitch louder once he grips a nice chunk of your ass with one hand, peering at his bedazzled dash. the speed was a bit over one fifty now but it didnât even feel like it.
âugh, âm gonna cum,â you gasp, growing more and more dumb the faster you bounced on his heavy throbbing cock. his peeling sack hangs from underneath and heâs so swollen, you feel it.
maddened angry balls entirely reddened and puffed up from the delicious stimulation. with every sharp pull of your hips bouncing up and down, he feels himself shriveling â heâs so sensitive inside of you, and he can almost taste his own pleasure. whilst you continue to twirl your ass around in rotation for him, you couldnât help but shamelessly salivate at the thought of imagining just how full he might be.
âsuguâfuuuckk,â and a bead of sweat races down the side of your face. getoâs primarily focusing on the road, itâs an easy straight shot and with how it was practically the middle of the night it wasnât that many cars except for the oneâs participating in the annual street races.
âbet you are. sloppy girl,â he huffs, groaning at the echoing loud smacks of your ass. youâre mercilessly clamping down his lap over and over, preparing to gush all over the dick thatâs currently nestled inside of you. heâs got such a mouth watering curve of his cock that makes your stomach twist and churn.
the kind of curve that doesnât involve his motor vehicle, that kind.
getoâs dick knew how to do swerves on its own, it even knew how to carve an entire bumpy race track allllll through your insides with his fat pink tip. âtouch yourself, pretty. gimme a show before you mess up my fuckinâ seats.â
you could hear the sass in his voice along with a drip of vex and youâd giggle if you werenât being ruthless stuffed full of inches. âo- okay,â you breathe through clenched teeth, guiding your hands up and down your body. getoâs dark eyes stare at you intently.
he stared at the way your hands caress your pretty plump tits, feeling down the valley of your exposed chest. his eyes flicker toward you then back at the road, then at you again - he repeats it, feeling his own muscles starting to tighten through his clothing. ângh, suguru. canât holdââ
your addictive slams against his cock got more intense until heâs fully buried balls deep inside of your squeezing cunt. you hear the saturated plops thatâs squealing out of your pussy and you canât even believe thatâs you thatâs sounding like that.
your poor sweet cunt was louder than his radio, completely shrieking over some random chorus of a heavy metal song you didnât even know was playing in the background.
âfuck, cum then. cum on me, girl,â he grunts, one hand grabbing a nice fat piece of your ass again before spanking it.
you moan, the sharp brief twinge of elation sending you a shiver that immediately sends convulses between your thighs. lewd filthy thoughts foil at your brain and pretty soon, the car steams up with steamy clouded fog.
erratic sharp breaths match each otherâs pace and youâre left breathless. geto feels your legs on the verge of giving out and he snickers, bringing a gloved hand to stroke against your sopping pussy. âgo on, donât be shy. should make ya lick up the mess later anyway.â
whimpering, your release comes and fuck, a sharp scream ripples out from your throat once youâre finally coming undone on his cock. the wrinkled skin of his base continues to stick against his sack due to you bouncing against him.
itâs hot, literally.
with both plush mounds of skin harshly plummeting on top of each other, the heat of the car made it feel like the air conditioner wasnât even on. âthaaatâs it, work those hips, goddamn,â and abruptly, he cuts off from his words after feeling his mushroom tip reach a certain spongey spot thatâs buried way inside of your gripping walls.
you gasp once you feel him throb inside with a soft upward shimmy of his hips. milliseconds later, your thighs collapse down on him and you feel yourself succumbing. youâre creaming down his shaft with your slippery slick while at the very same time, struggling to catch your breath. as you weakly try to continue your grinding with your feeble knees, geto uses a single hand to quickly make a detour.
he was close.
the race car makes a swift turn to the left lane, driving a few more miles before he then turns the opposite direction â pulling over safely. with a cooing skrrrrt, his rubber tires come to a cruising stop and geto groans, gripping at his tensing bouncing thigh with his glove. the finish line was just a few feet away but he could care less.
once he puts his car in park, geto falls back into his seat with own sable dark eyes flickering back to the very depths of his skull.
you rode him good, good to the point where he doesnât even know what to say for a hot second. blinking twice, geto smears his glossed lips together before exhaling, âphew,â and he swats another palm against your ass. black unkempt strands of hair tape against the center of forehead like glue whilst heâs finally got a good grip on your hips. âfuck, âm gonna cum too,â and your puffy folds continue to dribble with honeyed slick.
youâre damping his cock and the squelches you make, they were loud.
so wet and slimy. he could listen to it all day, just the sound of your sweet cunt whimpering out sweet sloshes of nothing. the overwhelming sensitivity leaves a sourly candied taste in your mouth and you whine, feeling him squeeze a hand against your right hip. with a raspy out of breath tone, he strokes a thumb underneath your quivering bottom lip. â âs okay if i cum inside, pretty?â
ây- yeah, please,â you babble out in broken cries, feeling your tummy frantically heave in and out.
as he grabs your hips, steadying youâyou intake a breath, remembering how many inches he was buried inside. your tummy tucks inward and you whimper, feeling him preparing to shoot pure blanks. with a size like his, getoâs cock never failed to leave its sloppy infamous mark.
youâre just marveled at how fat his tip is, itâs voluntarily french-kissing up against sweet beloved cervix thatâs screaming out curses just as much as you. heâs got two hands on your veering hips, smooth fabric of his racing gloves sliding up and down your wobbly. with pouty compressed lips, you moan, bringing your hands to grab onto his shoulders. âcum, cum in meâfuck.â
geto huskily groans, tossing his head back once your hips zealously reel into him right as he gives you the final perfunctory thrust that finishes him off. immediately, heâs shooting out ribbons of hot cum that pour into you. youâre panting as he slows down, glossy eyes raking at his body. you could see a bit of his tatted sleeves peek from underneath his shirt - his tense muscles bulging.
âgod, better take all of it,â he groans, pretty black lashes sticking against his droopy hooded sockets.
it spurts out slowly but surely.
globs and globs of frothy cum bubble down the swollen sides of his cock and you feel it all. itâs toasty and warm and as heâs pouring his all into you, painting your gummy walls his pristine-white color, you couldnât help but lean in.
getoâs matching your breathy irregular pants before he feels your trembling lips crash onto his. âmmf,â he moans against your lips, tilting his head back slightly to a certain attractive degree. a hand of his reaches toward his radio, turning the middle notch all the way down just to hear the squelches of his own seed slobbering down your slick cunt.
he tastes sweet. you moan at the lingering taste of fresh cooling mint that lives on his tongue, feeling his hands tighten around your waist.
oh, heâs obsessedâ
screw the race by this point, all he wanted at this moment was you.
getoâs still got such a large load thatâs dumping into you raw and it even oozes down past your thighs, a few creamy droplets plopping down on his velvet seats. he grunts, both twisting tongues ferociously tangling against each other whilst your pussyâs still squeezing down on him like a vice. a glossed translucent ring forms around his base and he feels you trying to touch yourself with two curious fingers.
with a slight smack, he swats your hand away and you whine in his mouth. âheh, hands to yourself,â you pout because earlier he let you touch yourself but now, no. he teases, breaking away from the hot kiss. a stringy cobweb of saliva tears back from both lax plump lips before he playfully nibbles on your chin. geto notices how slumped out you were and a broad open hand of his crawls between your legs. âooooh,â and he lifts you up from his swollen flaccid cock, gazing at just how much of a fill heâs pumped into you. âwell look at that,â and you whimper, feeling him strum a thumb down your drooling cunt. âwould be a shame if it all went to waste,â then he quirks a brow, sliding a tongue across his lips. âprincess, stick your head out the window for me real quick.â
âout the windââ
and not even seconds later, you find yourself literally being bent over, halfway hanging out of his rolled down tinted window. geto wasnât done, at least not yet.
your sheeny glossed lips immediately part into an âoâ as a sweet gasp leaves your lips. with clammy hands, they grip onto the edge of his window and you whimper once he delves his long tongue inside of your cunt. your fingers gripped against the window so hard that it ends up leaving dozens of your cute fingerprints against the tinted glass.
âoh my goddd,â you babble out in elongated sweet syllables. with your pretty eyes bulging, you gasp at feeling the tip of his tongue swirl all around inside of you.
geto lowly grunts, lapping his twitching pink muscle down your runny folds back and forth. between your legsâheâs a menace, and it was no prying him off.
at all.
he doesnât even bat an eye at the simple fact that heâs eating his own cum out of you, unapologetically savoring the bittersweet taste that lands right on his flavored tastebuds. your legs were so weak and you can feel his warm breath continuously fan against and on your sopping folds as he chuckles.
âmy my, look at her. this prizeâs way better than some money,â he hums, using a leather thumbed glove to swipe down your entrance. heâs slow, dragging it all the way down just to watch spurts of your slick pop onto his digit. youâre just so wet, metallic fingers of his ghost further down your clit before you whine. geto sees your cunt pulsing from the sheer thrill and he snickers, smacking a palm right against your slobbering core. âsheâs fuckinâ nasty today, yeah?â and his eyes flicker toward your drooling cunt, giving it a teasing suck. âmmph, listen to her with me, gorgeous,â and one spank against your pussy turns into one, then two, then three.
growing quiet, you listen to the weeping sounds purring out of your own cunt. so loud, so shamelessly loud. you could hear it and he barely even had to touch you. youâre drenching up his seats and you couldnât help but bite your lip, feeling your heart pound ruthlessly out your chest. his tongue knew just where to goâitâs creating a path of its own, laying flat against your clit before sucking against every tender spot. your legs were on its final hinges. you felt like they were about to snap shut. youâre staring out the window, still not seeing any cars which was good.
if anyone saw you like this, being eaten out in this kind of position, you donât know what would happen.
geto resumes to flick his long tongue down your swollen slit, lapping up the last few droplets of his own cum that tries to dribble down the crevices of your thighs. another final swat from his mean palm sets against your clit and you let off a cute squeal, your tummy instinctively caving in. âso much back talk from a pussy this fuckinâ sloppy. oughta teach it some manners, pretty girl,â he grumbles, and your eyes blissfully roll back once you hear him starting to sluuuurp.
geto had no shame â it was decided, this was far better than any race heâs ever had.
his teeth nip near the inside corners of your thighs before he trails back to munching on your clit, burying his nose deep. âmhm,â he groans, and it only takes a few seconds before his jaw finally locks. geto reaches down, giving his cock a few solid pumps. his pretty reddened tip was angry, it still had dried spurts of cum racing from the sides and he grunts at the memory of being inside of you only just a few minutes ago. whilst his faceâs shoved right between your thighsâyou donât even realize youâre trying to reach back to grab onto his hair. youâre hesitant though, and he finds it cute. departing his wet slick lips briefly, a wry grin spreads against his lips. âkinky,â the dark haired man flicks a tongue across his lips, savoring your juices that smeared against his mouth. âdonât be shy. do it,â and you moan once he teasingly whistles against your pussy, kissing against your nub. âpull my hair girl. pull.â
you give it a good yank and his head pushes forward into youâgetoâs lengthy tongue dips further inside your cunt and you whimper, gnawing the inside of your stiff jaw. âfuck,â you gasp, and as his tongue gradually curls various bubbly letters inside of your pussy.
it multitasks, continuing to send your entire body a plethora of fluttering butterflies. he was so sloppy, seeping from the corners of his mouth with your slick and just your slick. his head moving side to side eagerly and every few seconds, heâs got to flick away long shaggy strands of his hair. getoâs proudly devouring you entirely whilst youâre just literally hanging out his window.
âoh, come on. harder, sweetheart. even i can do better than thaângh.â
with more force, you tug roughly on his pretty black strands and you heard the most sluttiest moan pour from his lips. god, he was so close that you could literally feel that infamous smug grin spread against his lips. geto brings a fat round thumb to run down your drooling cunt, giving it a âgood jobâ kiss. âatta girl. thatâs my girl.â
geto ends up coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of over and over and over again.
heâs mean with his tongue, slurping everything out of you until you had no more - nothing more to coal his chin with. his favorite thing to do was to playfully bite against your clit, feeling you writhe and shiver all because of his mouth.
you end up leaving his entire chin with a pretty stream of your syrupy slick. getoâs panting, falling back after talking you through your nth orgasm, and with a peek through his rear view mirror, he spots the remaining race cars that were finally approaching the finish line.
âah, about time,â geto rolls his eyes, sliding his lips near the corner of his chin where a bit more of your slick laid.
he acted like it was nothing, like he didnât just have his tongue shoved inches deep inside of your cunt, stuffing his race gloved fingers in and out of you until you gushed right down his lengthy thick digits. youâre just sat on his lap, and youâre too dumb to move an inch. âheh, comfy?â he purrs, dragging his seatbelt across both stacked bodies. you fall against his chest, inhaling his signature manly scent and feel the car jolt once he puts it back in drive.
needy silence was your only reply and he tsks, resting his chin on top of your head before driving toward the finish line. it was barely even a few feet away, and waiting there was a bunch of fans that were awaiting to greet their new winner.
geto couldnât care less thoughâhe had you on his lap and he could already feel himself bulging again.
he found it cute how you were just clinging onto him now.
maybe you were delusionalâmaybe it was the fangirl in you screaming, begging for more, but your body wasnât just begging anymore, it ached for more.
he drives you back toward the car meet up spot, helping you fix back your skirt. with wobbly legs, you step out of the flaunting vehicle with the help of his burly arms wrapped around you. ât- thank you,â you pant, trying to catch your breath, even still. geto stands up tall and he completely towers over you. you feel so small all of a sudden, watching as he puts his helmet back on.
âanything for a fan,â he coos, and he brushes a thumb against your lips. just a single gesture just as that felt so intimate. your eyes lock with his for a long moment, and just before you could say anything more, he mumbles. âoh, you probably want an autograph?â
your eyes light up and you grow sheepish, awkwardly tugging on the vip-checked lanyard that wraps around your throat. âyeah, please.â
âsuch manners like a good girl, cute,â and you bring out a magazine with his face plastered on it as a headline for this weekâs up and coming races in tokyo. ânah,â he waves it away, and as your brow quirks, he takes out a sharpie. geto slides the cap in between his teeth before he glances at you. âpull your shirt down real quick, sweetheart,â and without a second thought, you tug down the hem of your shirt, barely exposing your chest.
getoâs eyes rove down your skin before he swiftly signs right against your left tit. the ink softly runs against your skin and you gasp, watching as he marks up the upper part of your chest. âaaaand, perfect,â he concludes, adding a âxoâ at the end of his signature. geto puts the cap back on and he flashes you a sly expression. âso iâll see you at the next race?â
he starts walking away before you could even reply and you feel the weight of your shaky legs grow heavy. ây.. yeah,â and with dewy eyes, you watch as he steps in his car, playfully revving his engine at you.
the cool air sets against your skin once more as you stood there with shaky legs. the car meet slowly gets more crowded as the rest of the racers pass the finish line.
but, your brows furrow once you realize you felt a bit . . . empty between your legs.
with a soft gasp, you squint near the inside of getoâs car before he pulls off.
hanging over his rear view mirror instead of the fuzzy dice you once sawâwas nothing other than your panties,
Itâs incredibly important to me that the anime decided to include this scene that wasnât in the manga. In the manga, Maomao does pass out in Jinshiâs lap after saving him from what was obviously an assassination attempt.
HOWEVER, the manga cuts off at this point, keeping strictly in Maomaoâs perspective, and cuts straight to when she regains consciousness in bed after being treated for her injuries. The manga doesnât show how she got back. They SAY how, and she briefly mentions, âwow that must have been embarrassing; he carried me back,â but we donât SEE it. We donât get to feel the true impact of what that means. But the anime DID show us, and holy shit.
They SHOW us how taboo this is. They show Jinshi carrying her out of the temple, after a public attempt on his life.
They show us the shock and horror on Lakanâs face as Jinshi silently walks past him. Horror at the state his daughter is in, horror at another manâa man with a status he could never dare to questionâstaking such a public claim over his child, horror at the fact that he could never have this level of closeness with her (as Maomao would never allow it).
Everyone hides their gazes, as is their custom when someone of his rank passes by, but the air is different this time. Jinshi is furious, heâs terrified, and he could not give a single shit about how inappropriate it looks to these palace officials.
The shot that slowly follows her trail of bloodâeven though itâs a small detailâthat in particular leaves such a intense impression of how poignant this is for him.
Maomao talked about this scene in the manga like it was nothing to her. She did what she set out to do: she saved the person who was targeted by the attack. She didnât even know the target would be someone she knew. But she has no idea that this happened afterwards as a result of her bravery. To her, it likely wasnât even an act of bravery at all. She acted on impulse; she did what she knew was the right thing to do.
The anime didnât need to include this, because the manga didnât show it. But damn, Iâm so glad they did.
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