Gojo Satoru didn’t believe in just one round during your birthday, no, he was a firm believer of making you have orgasms all day, sometimes not in the most appropriate places.
The day starts with his head in between your thighs, morning sun filtering through the curtains and casting a yellow glow over your boyfriend’s white hair. His long, slender fingers grip the skin of your thighs roughly as he dives into your sweet pussy, head rolling back as you moan and whimper above him.
The second time, it’s in the backseat of his car. You want to visit a garden centre on your birthday? Sure, as long as he can bounce you on his cock in a quiet area of the car park afterwards. You’re far too cock drunk to notice or even care if the car is rocking violently each time he slams you down onto his deliciously thick length.
The third time, two of his fingers are splitting you open in your friend’s bathroom. You should’ve known that Gojo would try this when you said your friends had invited you round for the afternoon with an open invitation for your boyfriend too.
“Satoru,” you begin breathlessly, legs involuntarily spreading wider. “Someone could hear.”
He presses open mouthed kisses along your neck, nipping at your skin playfully. “Then let them. Let them see how well you’re being treated on your special day.”
You can’t contain your moan as his fingers plunge deeper, reaching that sweet spot that made your legs shake. “You’ve already-mm-treated me twice.”
“Not enough for me, baby. I won’t let you sleep until I’ve given you at least six orgasms today.”
You barely register his words as your eyes roll back, familiar feeling building in your lower stomach as you thrust helplessly against his palm.
The fourth time happens on the couch, right after getting home and unable to even get a word out before Gojo is pushing you down, fingers already straying to your underwear. Somehow, you end up face down ass up, drooling over one of your favourite cushions as Satoru pounds into you again and again, causing the nastiest of moans to spill from your mouth.
The fifth and sixth orgasm happens during the same event, in a fancy restaurant. Apparently, Gojo had no awareness of his surroundings even in one of the most prestigious places possible. He apparently also thinks it’s funny to rub the sole of his shoe over your clothed pussy during dinner until you finish, hands gripping your cutlery in a desperate attempt to look composed. And then to top it all off, he fucks you again in his car, the passenger seat now, one hand firmly wrapped around your neck so you don’t accidentally turn your head and notice how everyone can see the two of you this time.
You had to basically pinch yourself to collect your thoughts. Escaping the tunnel vision you were having, you were met with the prettiest blue eyes you have ever seen. (not like you haven’t stared at them before) It was that gorgeous douchebag that everyone has a crush on. You had multiple classes with Gojo in highschool but you never expected to see him get into the same University as you. Turns out you guys share 2 classes this semester but you do your best to avoid him and his friends. He was only 2 feet away from you waiting for your answer but your forgot what he even asked. “I-I’m sorry what did you say?” with a shaky voice red cheeks you finally acknowledged the man in front of you.
“I’m behind on some stuff in chemistry and I was trying to see if you were free tonight?” He asks and you feel yourself practically drooling. “I see you studying all the time so I assume your smart.” He says with the biggest grin. If he wasn’t so attractive you would have not even acknowledged him. You are smart but he only thinks you’re smart because your reading in the library right now. He has never even noticed you before today so why should you even help.
“Uh sorry I’m a litt-“ “I’ll pay you.” He says before you can even finish your sentence. He sees your hesitation and proceeds to admit, “If I flunk chemistry I’ll be forced to drop out.” “I’m sorry, I’ve never really tutored before. I don’t know if-“ “I’ll give you $200 if you tutor me for the test coming up.” You hesitate again. “Please y/n.” You stand there in shock. Lips slightly parted. He actually knows your name? You’re absolutely in shock. You both stare at each other for a few moments before you finally give in. He smirks, “Great. Give me your phone.”
“I’m sorry?” You said with a look of confusion but already handing him your phone. He immediately gets to work, unlocking your phone “you should really get a password” he says thinking out loud as he continues. He then puts his info into your phone and stretches him arm super high up, strikes a pose and takes a picture. You are simply dumbfounded. This man is a fucking airhead. He hands your phone back. “I texted myself so I have your number! I’ll text you when to come over tonight.” He says walking off and out of the library. Your just left standing there flustered and speechless.
So here you are standing outside Gojos apartment at 8pm. He didn’t live on campus like everyone else cause he had money. It was only about a 5 minute walk. You texted him to let him know you’re here. To your surprise he’s waiting at the door for you. “Hello.” You say standing in front of the 6ft + man that towers over you. “Come on in! I got snacks.” He says practically shoving you inside. You can’t help but chuckle, he’s treating this like it a sleepover.
He leads you to his giant room of this bachelor pad that he calls an apartment and it’s actually really cozy. You set all your stuff down trying to avoid knocking over the snacks and sit in 1 of the 2 chairs that were already pulled out. You noticed how he went and put his phone by his nightstand and you were thankful that he was prepared to actually study. He takes a seat next to you, scoots a little too close, and you begin the study session.
About 30 minutes into the study session, you suggest he grabs his textbook so he can actually take notes. He’s been practically leaning on your shoulder while you read to him and explain everything about the test you guys will be taking next week. “I like it better this way though. Feels like your the teacher and I can actually pay attention. You know..” what started as his explanation turned into 2 hours and back and forth conversation of absolutely nothing. You’ve both been laughing and eating on the snacks he assorted. It feels more like a date then it did a tutoring session.
Your sitting in the desk chair, leaned back, with your sock covered feet propped up on his bed while he lays his long body across the end on the bed, propped up on his elbow. “Gojo this-“ “Satoru” he says sternly. “Satoru, we haven’t gotten anything done. I feel like a terrible tutor.” You admit, feeling guilty because he already sent you the money to tutor him before you showed up. He ignored what you said. “I like when you say my name.” You roll your eyes. He’s made stupid flirty comments through the night but from what you can tell it’s just his personality. You pull out your phone “I’m being serious. I’m gonna send back the mon-“ “No you’re not.” He says snatching your phone and putting it under his back.
You immediately shoot up to your feel standing at the end of his bed. “Give me my phone.” You whine. It’s like the past few hours you guys have become great friends. You would never act like this in front of someone you barely know, but it’s like you’ve known Satoru your whole life. He moves your phone to the back pocket of his jeans. He sits up to where his legs are hanging off the bed. One leg on each side of you so you’re standing between them. You cheeks automatically turn pink as he adjusts to where he’s leaned back. Supporting his upper body weight with his arms as he leans back.
“Beg for it.” He says with the biggest shit-eating grin you’ve ever seen. You scoff trying to pay off the sudden pulse you feel between your legs. “Can I please have my phone?” You ask half ass not wanting to embarrass yourself. “You can do better than that nerd.” He teases as he starts swing his legs back and forth at the end of the bed. You stay still for a moment before trying to quickly reach for phone that was sticking out his back pocket. He easily grabs your wrist and stand up laughing. You let out a chuckle too but it quickly fades as he towers over you and you begin to step back.
“Aw that wasn’t very nice of you.” He says hand still on your wrist and you continue backing up but he follows your every step until your ass is pressed against his desk. “It’s not nice to take people things.” You say with a dramatic angry pout looking to the side. He releases your wrist only to grab your face to look at him. Your eyes widen as you see him looking you up and down. “I’m sorry. Why don’t I make it up to you.” He asks as he gets closer. Pressing his body into yours. Hand still on your face as he wraps his free arm around your waist.
“W-we should get back to studying Gojo.” He pulls your face even closer to his before he moves his face to the crook of your neck. Leaving open mouthed misses “My name is Satoru. I need you to remember that y/n.” His cold tone sends a shiver down your spine. You breathing becomes shaky as he slowly moves his mouth further up your neck to your jaw. “Sat~oruu what if you fail your test.” “I’ll get some nerd to give me the answers.” He says bluntly before pressing his lips to yours softly.
You feel like a statue. You’ve had sex before, you’ve had casual hookups,but it’s been awhile and you never thought Gojo Satoru would make a move on you. He starts to pull away and that’s when you come to your senses and push your mouth against his desperately. The kiss is slow but passionate, as he bites at your bottom lip, you gasp giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue in. Your hands begin to roam his body as his find their way to your back and ass. He is savoring the taste of your tongue on his. Swirling his tongue with yours, flattening his tongue to rub it along yours, even so much as sucking your tongue.
He pulls away to catch his breath, he looks absolutely stunning. His eyes are hooded, lips plump, and face is slightly wet. He looks just as turned on as you. There’s a string of saliva connecting to both of you. He grabs right underneath your plump ass to sit you on his desk completely. “Open” is all he says before you open your mouth with your tongue lolled out. He takes his long slender fingers and slides them right in slowly but he pushes them as far as he can before you let out a light gag. He shifts his body to stand between your legs as he pumps his fingers in and out of your open mouth.
“I bet you’d look so pretty with my cock in your mouth.” You close your mouth around his fingers to let out a moan and begin to suck. He pulls his now shiny slick fingers out of your mouth and moves them to between your legs. Thank god you wore a skirt, now he has easy access.moving your panties to the side he runs his fingers against your slit as you wince from the sensitivity. “You’re already so wet for me. If I would have known you were a nerdy little slut I would have done this ages ago.” He says slipping a finger into your sopping wet hole and you let out a hushed moan. His free hand came up to your shirt, lifting it up over your tits, and begins to suck at your nipples.
Your can’t help the small moans escaping as he adds anything finger. “Look at you. You’re leaking all over my desk. Does it feel that good? No one’s ever touched you like this have they nerd?” Your cheeks are red. You can’t even muster up a response to the pure filth leaving his lips that are only adding to the pressure building in your core. Suddenly he’s pulling out his fingers and getting on his knees. He’s grabbing your ankles and placing the heels of your feet on the desk. Spreading your legs, leaving your pussy on full display.
“Such a pretty pussy, all spread open for me. You gonna cum all over my face for me?” He says teasingly while he rubs at your clit with his thumb. You nod your head as you look down to try and meet his gaze. His eyes are locked on your pussy like he’s looking at the Mona Lisa. “Please Satoru” you whine with impatience as he continues to rub slow circles on your clit. He stops his motion to place both of his hands on your inner thighs, spreading your legs even farther while leaning in to leave sloppy kisses on your pussy.
All the air in your lungs leave as soon as he looks up at you and he focuses his attention on your clit, flicking his tongue and sucking. “Ah~ Fuck Satoru just like that.” Your moans have gotten harder to hold back. You pull one of your hand to cover your mouth while using the other arm to support your weight. He slaps your thigh and you yelp. “Let me hear you. Wanna know how good I’m making this pussy feel. Tastes so good f’me baby” he says while going back to leaving the sloppiest open mouth knees on your clit. He’s basically making out with your pussy but his tongue is rubbing you in all the right places.
You’re so close to cumming. You’ve removed the hand that was covering your mouth to the back of his head to grind yourself on his tongue. You feel he let out a laugh against your clit. Your thighs begin to shake as you throw your head back and let out a guttural moan once the heat in your stomach finally over flows. Panting as you’re riding through your orgasm, he slows his pace and pulls away to look at you. “Good girl”
He stands up from between your thighs and you pull him in for another sloppy kiss as slips his cock out from his sweatpants and smacks it against your clit. You wince from the sensitivity but pull awash to look down and you notice his length. It’s got the prettiest bubblegum pink tip but your vid’s my nervous. “You afraid to take some dick nerd? I know it’ll fit.” He says teasing.
You take the opportunity to kick him in his chest lightly to back him up to the end of the bed. Once you get up you leave your tight shirt on, but pulled over your titties, and your skirt , but remove your panties. You push Satoru to fall on backwards in the bed. The teasing was too much. Plus you knew you had good pussy so why not show out a little bit. You slowly crawl on top of him until your wet push lips are grinding on his hard cock under you. His hands are on your waist guiding your hips until you slowly lift your hips off of his to line him up with your wet entrance and drop on his length all at once. The sting wasn’t unbearable but it made you take your time at first.
After you feel yourself adjusted somewhat to his length you start to grind yourself on him. His little whines of anticipation and his cute pout as he pants looking up at you. “Aww you look so pretty like this. Maybe if you ask nicely I’ll ride you.” He huffs. “P-please ride me. You’re so fuck-ing tight baby.” You lift your hips up slowly and drop them down just a little faster. Simultaneous moans fall from both of your lips as you set a pace. Satoru’s eyes were fixated on your titties bouncing so you decided to give him a better view. You take your hand off his chest and start to rub at your nipples. He lets out the sluttiest groan, clearly happy with the improved view, and moves his hands to your waist. He plants his feet on the bed and starts to thrust upward into you matching your pace. “S-Satoru feels so good.” “I know it Ah~ does nerd. Your creaming all around my Fuck~ my cock.” He says as he pounds into you. You eventually slump forward from the harsh thrusts. He takes this as his sign to flip you over, fold you in half, and fuck you like he hates you.
“Greedy little pussy s’just sucking me right in huh? You like it? You like seducing your students, nerd?” Your pussy was clenching around his cock and you knew you were close again. “Fuuuuck I’m gonna cum S’toru” “Go on and cum. You’re gonna clean me up after anyways you little slut.” And that was the final straw. “Fuckfuckfuck Satoru yes” You let out a loud moan as you convulsed on his cock. He kept pounding into you while you rode through your high once more.
Suddenly he’s got a handful of your hair pulling you to get on your hands and knees. Facing the end of the bed. Pulling you in front of his giant, glistening, angry pinked tip cock. “Clean your mess.” He says looking down at you with a giant smirk. You immediately get to work. Licking all over his pelvis area, the tops of his thighs, even some parts of his v line before getting to his cock.
Leaving open mouthed kisses all over his cock while he was so close was a dangerous game. He tightened the grip he had on the back of your hair. “Open your mouth.” He demanded again and you obliged again. Only for him to shove his cock all the way down your throat. He set a steady and rough pace as he fucked your throat. Throwing his head back while he let out the prettiest grunts. Your gagging and tears were only fueling him further as you look up at him. “Gonna cum down your throat ok? Gotta swallow it all like a good girl.” He said and you hum in agreement around his back as his pace turns brutal. He’s using your throat like a flesh light. A few more thrusts and he releases his hot cum into your mouth and thrusts it down your throat.
After swallowing it all you look up at Satoru who is leaning down to give you a kiss. It’s full of passion. Both letting out moans into the kiss he bring your body up to your knees so he can lay you down on the bed. Once you’re laid back on his pillows, he collapses directly on top of you with a dramatic groan. You laugh unsure of what to say. You take your hand and start running your fingers through his white locks. He wraps his arms around your waist as he keeps his head on your lower stomach.
“Hey are you free tomorrow? I got a math test coming up and I don’t wanna fail.”
You can feel his grin against your tummy as you roll your eyes, even though you probably won’t be leaving this bed until the morning.
A/N: hopefully y’all like this since y’all asked for it💕
warnings ; drinking , cursing , deep throating , face fucking , use of pet names (baby) , straight smut lmao
word count ; 2316
pairing ; hijikata toshirou x female reader (boobs and genitalia described & used!!)
minors dni!
. . . Maybe agreeing to go out drinking with you was a terrible idea after all.
Hijikata came to the conclusion that night. You invited him out for drinks under the pretense of 'it's friday, fuck it. let's drink to forget' or something like that. The both of you sat at the bar, ordering your share of drinks.
You've been working in the Shinsengumi for quite some time. . .Not like he's really talked to you or held a conversation besides greetings. He knows as the only female desk worker that it's hard and being surrounded by hundreds of scrawny men, you are bound to be thrown through the loop. Especially by the fact you are not bad to look at anyways.
Nonetheless, he's never really seen you out of your element besides. . . working he guesses. Seeing you actually talk (not that robotic voice with the pasted on smile) is really refreshing. Your smile isn't that bad to look at.
You ran shots back to back, obviously ignoring the burning tinge in your throat. 'Drinking to forget' my ass he thought, more like drinking for fucking liver failure. The more you drank, the more comfortable you got with him. Brushing shoulders, sometimes even bumping his knees. He admits, he's a little tipsy, but how the hell aren't you damn near dead yet? Sighing, he rubs his temples.
The hardest part was trying to distract his eyes from you after you unbuttoned your work blouse a few buttons too low (is that a lace bra you're wearing?), complaining it was 'burning up in here'—-allowing him the view of your chest. Glancing at anything lower than your face was a hassle, and not wanting to risk you calling him a pervert or 'hey , my eyes are up here fucker!' he persisted on through the night.
Now, Hijikata is a respectful man.
With that said, He . . decided it's best to not pay you no attention to you. It's normal, he thought.
However, what's NOT normal is this intense flirting.
"Now that I can really look at you, you're pretty darn attractive," you mutter as you surveyed his features. Making no attempt to hide your interest as you swishing your drink around in your hand.
"You're drunk," Hijikata bluntly states, sighing as casted you a quick glance, before looking back ahead at seemingly nothing.
"M' not, I'm just speaking the truth," you reply indifferently, the spiral forming in your drink more interesting.
"You're not drunk? So all those shots 2 minutes ago were just water-"
"You're missing the point! If anything, you should be thanking me!"
"Um. . . okay. Thank you?"
"You're oh so very welcome," you coo, before turning your body towards him,
"Can I kiss you?"
A short pause . . .
"W-What's with the sudden topic change?!"
Lowering his tone, Hijikata sweat drops. He's really losing his composure over you and your mindless teasing. Taking a swig of his drink, he gives you a one over waiting for your reply.
"It's a yes or no question. I can take no as an answer, I understand boundaries," you reply, peering your eyes over your glass. You lied. You'd never take no for an answer. Imagine having to take his paperwork after missions knowing he rejected you?
"Well, i can answer for you," you mumbled, taking a step off your stool as you tucked your hand to the back of his head, you guided him by the hair down towards you. With heavy lidded eyes, and parted lips; Your lips were a ghost apart. Touching, but not kissing. You could sense the anticipation radiating off of him.
"Or maybe not," you smile, as you pull away, turning your body back towards the bar and holding your hand up for the waiter.
"What the hell." God he could use a cigarette right about now.
"I'm sorry, what's the matter?" you finally turn back to reply after ordering another drink, shifting your focus onto him.
"What the hell was that?! Why did you– just stand there. . ."
"All I wanted was your honesty. Did you want the kiss or not?" you question.
"Cut the teasing bullshit, I think i've made my intentions clear,"
"So. . . Is that a yes or what? You've never even said anything-"
"Yes dammit!"
God just put your lips on his already–
As if reading his mind, your lips crash onto his, your hand back again on his cheek as your other feels him in by his collar. Both your lips lock in a desperate, rough, needy kiss, shooting trembles all throughout your spine. Hijikata's hands reconcile on your waist, one exploring even further down to god knows where. His touch felt burning hot against you.
You moan, as Hijikata bites your lip in greeting, both of you exploring each other in this very moment alone. In fear you two might get kicked out for public indecency from how far this kiss was going, you pull away although reluctantly. The both of you pant, lips still a ghost apart as you mutter in between shaking breathes,
"How far do you wanna go tonight?"
"As far as you'll let me,"
——
Following Hijikata's long strides ended you both up in the public bathroom. Opening the door and offering for you to go in first (how manly), he follows after you not before locking the door with a distinguishable click. Hijikata turns around and looks at you intently, both of you waiting for the next move.
Before he knows it, you're once again grasping his collar and kissing him, his hands automatically snaking around your hips and pulling you closer.
"Put your hands up." Hijikata orders you like he orders his men.
You oblige, raising a questioning eyebrow as he unbuttons the rest of your shirt, helping you loop your arms out of it.
'It really is lace, black lace at that' he marvels as he kisses your chest, letting you resume.
You continue your trail of kisses slowly down to his jawline, placing a flurry of kisses before you descend down to his neck, taking your sweet time as you nestle your head in the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of his signature fragrance of smoke. You unbutton his shirt to get a view of his chiseled chest, continuing the train of kisses. You crouch down as you slowly but surely make your way down to his pelvic area, your hands resting on his belt.
You glance up, looking for a sign he doesn't wish to go this far, but to your satisfaction, you're met with his desire ridden hues peering back down at you. You continue.
You unbuckle his pants, and as they pool around his legs, you focus your attention on getting the last layer of his forsaken clothing off, not without noticing the prodding dent in his boxers.
"Oh, someones excited to see me, huh?" You giggle, happy to see he's enjoying it just as you are, earning you a grunt in acknowledgment. Looping your fingers around the elastic line, not wanting to waste a moment longer, you pull them down.
From above, he peers down at you, taking grasp of your hair, itching with anticipation. With gentle touches, you take a minute to appreciate him in his full glory. Vice-Commander of the Shinsengumi letting you suck him off in a bathroom?
In an attempt to clear your mind, you busy yourself with the task in front of you as you seize his cock in your hand, rubbing your thumb over his leaking tip. You slowly trailed your tongue from his balls to tip. Stopping on the tip, you suck on it before making an audible "pop" from your mouth.
Your hand replaces your mouth on the tip as you slowly massage it. Your mouth moves to sucking and placing sloppy kisses on the side of his cock.Your hand progressively starts to get faster as your mouth is now occupied with his balls. Humming as you go, you don't fail to notice Hijikata's grasp in your hair gets tighter the longer you go.
Ready for another change in pace, your hands and mouth switch spots again, your hands now fondling his balls whilst your mouth takes on his fully sheathed cock. Placing the needy tip in your mouth, you swirl your tongue around it, catching Hijikata's half lidded eyes, before sinking down every inch.
Peeking above to see Hijikata's eyes closed in content. His eyes suddenly peer back down to yours, before nimbly noticing and wiping the tears that nestled in the corners of your eyes.
"You're doing such a good job, baby." Hijikata praised, hands now caressing your cheek.
Slob begins to ooze out your mouth and onto your chest the longer you go. With quick movements, you grab Hijikata by the hips and make him bottom out in your mouth. Seemingly getting the message, his hands reach back for your hair as he begins face-fucking you.
Grunts of pleasure spill out of his mouth the longer you go. You could feel him twitching in your mouth. Everything on you felt wet and sticky. You bob your head back and forth as you take Hijikata down your throat, adding your hands into the equation as you stroked him as you sucked. Using your tongue, and deepthroated him, going so far that you wouldn't gag yourself.
"S-shit–", Hijikata sputters out between pants.
Noticing the tell-tale sign of him coming, you pull out completely, grinning in response to his startled face. His sex quivering in desire.
"You fucking tease," he growls, scoffing as he helps you off your knees.
"You love it though," you hummed in response, trying to shimmey off your skirt while Hijikata searched his pockets for a sacred golden packet. Hands coming out empty, he silently curses to himself for not packing them out of all times. Noticing his silent struggles.
"Aha," you quip, finally noticing what's missing, before digging into your purse and pulling out what he wanted."Need this?" you giggle as you open the packet with your teeth and get on your knees again, rolling it onto him.
"Thank you," he sighs, as you respond by placing a chaste kiss on his cock.
You rejoin him up above by placing another hungry kiss against his lips, as you loop your arms around his neck. He yanks one of your legs up as he aligns himself to your entrance, slowly sliding in between your slick folds. Pinning your bare back against the wall, he slowly snaked his hand around your throat. Jolting his hips back, he completely bottomed out inside of you. You let out an uncontrollable mewl, while he lets out his own stream of curses into your ear.
"Fuck, your so tight, baby."
Your legs were barely able to stay still as he showed no mercy to the thought of stopping. The sounds of skin slapping filling the vicinity of the bathroom He leaned down towards your ear, still going at his cut throat pace."Does that feel good, baby?", he whispered, the heat tickling you. "You look so good with my hand around your throat", he grunted, letting out his own share of moans.
God he was fucking you so well. You could barely get words out—
Abruptly, he slowed down his pace, leisurely rocking his hips into yours. Catching your ear in his mouth and peppering kisses to the side of your face. The change in pace so sudden gave you a moment to catch your breath before he pulled out almost completely, before slamming back in.
"F-uck— I can't—!" You gasped, throwing your head back. Your nails sure as hell leave marks on his back after this. You only heard a groan response before he quickly took advantage of your exposed neck and jawline, leaving marks of pleasure.
He advanced to linger deep inside of you, hitting your g-spot right on. And to top it all off, he slowed down, dangerously slow from the pace you started with.
Your legs were damn near about to give out, hell, you could barely feel them.
"L-lift me!" you try to get out as best as you can, before you quickly jump and put your other leg up. Hijikata's hands held your thighs up as he continued to ram into you with no problem.
"Right there—!" fuck you were so close. A smoldering heat was building up in your core, the longer he went. His dirty talking only furthering it.
"Cmon baby, come for me," Hijikata grumbled out, beads of sweat trickling down his temple as his husky voice resonated right next to your ear.
A needy moan spilled out your mouth as he cupped your breast, brushing over the nipple with his thumb. went on the hunt on one of your nipples, sucking, pulling and biting at one before going to the other. One of his hands flicked your clit while he was still inside of you. You writhed beneath him, crying out pleas for him to never stop.
"C-coming–!" you heave as your orgasm hits you head on. Your head was dizzy with lust as you contracted around his cock, you felt delirious. Every nerve firing off in ecstasy as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. Hijikata huffed, cursing under his breath as he rocked into you, spilling his seed into the condom.
Heavy pants filled the room as you both rode out your high's, your eyes fluttering as you leaned your head onto Hijikata's chest as he held you against him.
"Are you okay?" Hijikata questioned as he kissed your forehead.
"I can't feel my legs. . ." you mutter out, running your fingers through his sweat slicked hair, still clinging to him.
"Who the hell is in the bathroom? I needa go!"
Both yours and Hijikata's eye's lock in bewilderment.
. . .
"Uh. . . give us a second! I mean– give me a second!"
Hey! Could you do headcanons on how Gintoki, Hijikata, Okita(if you’re ok writing him), and Katsura have sex??? I love how you write and wanted to hear your take
✵ ft : gintoki, hijikata, katsura + shinsengumi!fem reader — (sorry I don’t write for okita)
gintoki is so mean and cocky in the bedroom. he knows how much you love taking in his fat cock and he knows how his cock is too big for your little cunt to handle all in one go. so he thrives off bullying your poor little pussy with a teases and bites till your eyes can’t stop pouring and you pussy won’t stop sucking him in…
“g-gin-san!” your words are slurred as you drooled onto the futon, gins hips slamming into you from behind, as his tongue tickles your ear.
“can’t handle it anymore? who was the one that snuck into my room at night?” the wavy haired man spoke, low groans slipping from his lips when you squirmed again.
“ah i can’t—it’s—“ your back arched even more, trying to meet his hips again as gin clicked his tongue.
“little slut still can’t get enough,” his hand came around your neck, turning your face to look over your shoulder, his mind losing it at the fucked out look in your eyes.
“so good…feels good—“ tears streaming down your face, gin immediately wrapped an arm under your breasts lifting you up to your knees as he continued his relentless thrusts. his hand remained on your jaw as he pulled your lips open, drool trickled down his wrist as you panted licking this thumb as he groaned. you cried with each full stroke of his fat heavy cock.
“ugh…squeezing me…so well,” gin groaned as he felt you arch away from his chest, as he grabbed your tit pinching your nipple as you cried out into the darkness.
“gonna keep runnin away like a bad fuckin girl?” gin held you closer to his body as his tip continued to pound your sweet spot, knocking the wind out of you.
“more—more gin-sann!” your high sent a wave of pleasure knocking you out, as gin held you against him, not letting up.
“making a mess in my house—,” his fingers slipped down to your puffy clit, his fingers pressing down.
“wa—it! ginn!” he ignored your cries, loving the tears and overstimulation he was causing you as he rubbed the little knot faster, your eyes crossed, vision white, letting out a gush of pleasure.
“fuuck—sucking me in!” gin moaned as he tried to pull out, feeling you squirt out as he looked down at your body seeing how far your shooting. he swore as he bit your shoulder, hips lazily snapping up, finally releasing his load into your wet pussy.
your body slumped back against his chest as gin held you, your head tilted back on his shoulder as your legs trembled. chest heaving as he felt the warmth inside you. feeling the cum run down his cock. his hand flat on your stomach as he pressed down, feeling himself inside you—only for your nails to dig further into his bicep.
“enough, yorozuya,” you mumbled, barely able to function as gin buried his face in your neck, licking at the hot skin and the bite marks he’d left earlier that night. you sighed as he let you sit on his softening cock until the time was right. the one women in the shinsengumi and he was the only one that knew how to break her completely.
✵ HIJIKATA
hijikata is a sly bastard in the bedroom. he knows how much you shield your need for him, but when he finally lets you be on top, you’re all for it. that’s until he’s making you do all the work, until you’re whimpering and crying for his help. his poor baby can’t fuck herself?
“what is it?” hijikata taunted. “can’t cum without my help?” he took a whiff of his smoke, his arm behind his head as he looked up at you. your lips parted as quiet whimpers slipped from your lips. the slick helping you rock on his cock.
“i can!” you huff, nails digging into his chest as you lifted your hips up, falling back down, the squelching sound of your previous orgasm sent shivers down your spine. he’d already made you cum, but now that you were on top, you hadn’t realized how much you wanted him to fuck you hard again.
“then start bouncing, I don’t have all day,” hijikata huffed, inhaling the nicotine. tears were beginning to fill your eyes as you rolled your hips on his tip, trying your absolute hardest as your pussy squeezed.
“asshole,” you grumbled, as you leaned back, holding his thigh for support as you began bouncing on his hot dick. your body filled with goosebumps at the overstimulation. hijikata was caught off guard as his head fell back, grabbing your thigh as you bounced on him, cries and whimpers leaving your lips.
“toshi—uh,” your lips trembled, eyes blown once you felt a shock, looking down to see hijikata rubbing your clit and sucking your tits.
“fuck just like that,” he groaned, a trail of spit connecting his lips to your tit, as he bit your nipple teasing you. hijikata felt you clench around him, “gonna cum?” he smiled watching your fingers dig into his thigh as your body tried to go faster, the sounds that filled the room would have anyone running away if they were to knock on the captains door.
“ah close—so close—“ it was taking longer for you to reach your high, and hijikata was an ass, planting his feet on the futon, immediately snapping his hips up. a yelp shot out of your lips as you fell forward, as he held you up, thursting his hips in and out. the sounds of your bodies and your cries filled the room as your eyes rolled back.
“tosh—i!” your face was buried in his shoulder as he thrusted relentlessly. your drool coating his shoulder as you came with a loud cry.
“fuck sucking me in, ya little brat,” hijikata groaned, as he felt his balls tighten, as his cock twitched inside your warm leaking walls before spilling his hot cum inside you. your words were slurred as you clenched around him, feeling more of his cum squirt inside you, shivers running up your spine at the warmth that spread inside your tummy.
“so warm,” you mumbled, leaning up to kiss him. he found it funny how needy you get after fuckin. he brushed his fingers up your spine, gently rocking you on top of him as your tongue lazily played with his.
“such a cum slut,” he grumbled, you whined as he sat up, holding your face with his hands as he brushed your sweat away. “you’re so loud.”
“not my problem,” you rolled your eyes, as the man clicked his tongue.
✵ KATSURA
katsura was kind and gentle. he knew exactly how to make you beg and cry for his cock and he would never leave you hanging. the smartass took advantage of your desperation, especially when he’d see how puffy your lil clit was, of course he had to fuck you hard so the shinsengumi wouldn’t come after him. he needed to fuck you stupid, to hear you crying his name for evidence.
“ah, mmm, feels good,” your lips trembled as the man peppered your neck with kisses as he rocked in to you. his thumb lazily circling your clit as he marked your skin. he felt you clenching around him, bucking your hips up in desperation.
“how many times ya gonna cum?” he mumbled as he sat up, grabbing your leg and swinging it over his shoulder as he pounded into you.
“z-zuraaa!” your back arched as a cry ripped through your body. the man’s hair was tied in a loose bun as his thrusts continued to drive into your tight cunt.
“zura ja nai,” katsura panted, “katsura da, ugh,” he looked down groaning at the way your eyes crossed and tongue hung out as you moaned in pleasure.
“more, wanna c-cum—please!” your hands were grabbing for him, and how could he refuse your little cries. leaning down , allowing you to bury your face in his neck as you cried for more. katsura held you close as he felt you clench around him, drooling on his hot skin as you came around him.
“zura,” your lips peppered his neck as you lazily gave him a sloppy kiss as he lifted you on his lap, thrusting up into you, watching your eyes fade in complete pleasure as you cried. fat tears were rolling down your cheeks.
“cmon—shit,” he panted, “cum with me, my love,” why was he always so nice to you? the little pet name had you squeezing him as you came. feeling him paint your walls as he kissed your lips, gently laying you down as he lazily thrusted into you. until he was satisfied with his load stuffed inside you.
“zura, hol-hold me,” your words were so faint, but he always heard you. his lips kissing your dried tears as he pulled out, holding you against his chest.
“the shinsengumi—“
“you’re free this week,” you mumbled as you leaned up, nuzzling your face in his shoulder. he hummed relaxing on the futon.
── · ˚ ୨୧ don't mind me i'm just thinking of being manhandled by gintoki.
he's so buff and strong that he's able to pick you up with one arm and just throw you over his shoulder like you weigh nothing at all to him. and he probably does it often if you're out and about for hours and he desperately wants to go home, he just wraps an arm under your ass and hoists you over his shoulder and heads straight home, grumbling about how he's been on his feet for too long and how he needs his sleep. you're baffled every time, protests stuck in your throat as you have no choice but to hold onto him tightly as he walks the two of you back home. it's a little sweet?... and very hot.
you really really like it when he just grabs you and positions you every which way he likes. if you're sitting down on the couch and taking up half of it because you're strewn across it, he will simply reach down and pick you before discarding you on his lap so he can watch a rerun of his favourite anime. if you happen to be in his way in the kitchen where he's cooking dinner, he throws his arms around your waist and sits you on the counter so you don't make a mess for poor old gin who's trying to feed everyone and he makes sure you sit pretty on the side for him and supply him with kisses whenever he's waiting for something to finish cooking or simmering.
and you love it when he folds you in half when he's fucking into you. gintoki loves alternativing between rough and quick thrusts, to slow and gentle rocking. he enjoys the way your face screws up and your mouth drops open, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you have to get used to one pace he sets when all of a sudden he switches it up on you and you've got no choice but to mewl and beg him to keep going. he's such a bitch as well, he loves it when you're begging and pleading with him and you swear there's a gleam in his eyes when he's being sadistic and it makes you insane. he loves grabbing your knees and pushing them so hard against your torso that they're forced to knock into your tits every time he pushes into you, the sheer intensity of it all and how you're so pliable in his hands almost has you cumming when he switches it up completely and makes you ride him. he knows you're tired, he's had you spread for hours and your legs are basically screaming at you to give up but he doesn't care, he wants to see you work for your climax so he's lifting you up and sitting you on his dick and waiting for you to rock against him otherwise you're not getting that orgasm you so desperately desire because he can in fact do this all day. and the thing is, you do start riding him, you don't have it in you to play his games when he's like this so with your hands on his shoulders, nails digging into his skin, you try to get yourself off despite the glaring ache in your thighs. you whine and moan over him and he just watches with a satisfied and cruel expression that has you gushing around him, coating him with even more of your juices because you can't help but find your man to be so sexy when he's being a jerk. at some point when you're pathetically whimpering into his throat, leaving bite marks which you know he would never bother covering, he places his large hands over your ass and lifts you just a bit, assisting you a little as he goads you on with his filthy mouth. when he finally decides you've debased yourself enough for him, he rests you on your back and begins his incessant hammering that's coaxing both of your orgasms out of you at such a quick rate, all you can do is wrap your arms and legs around him and take it like the slut that you are for your gintoki...
Maybe he was a little high strung lately. But hey, you did say you could help with that.
(adaman x fem!reader
warnings: angy adaman >:( oral sex (f. & m. receiving), facefucking, degradation, praise kink, size kink, jealous/possessive behavior, dacryphilia, dumbification, loss of virginity (m.), rough sex, slutshaming, petnames, creampie, cum eating)
!! MDNI !!
nsfw content under the cut
“You want to help so bad? Stop talking to me, and get back to your post!”
With that, Adaman struts — not simply walk no, struts — away. You glance back to offer Melli an apologetic look, and follow after your friend.
To say Adaman had been… kind of —for lack of a better term — a bitch lately would be mean, but it would be accurate. Everyone around the settlement parted like the red sea upon seeing him. Even Arezu and Mai weren’t spared of his wrath. As you passed, you could see Mai shake her head disapprovingly at him, while Arezu mouthed ‘good luck’ to you.
You knew he knew of your presence, but that didn’t stop him from trying to close his door on you. Practically an expert in Adaman behavior, you were already expecting this. You stick your foot in before he could do anything about it. You hear him sigh, and open the door the rest of the way.
Before your face could meet his floor, he grabs your arm and steadies you upright. He looks just as unimpressed as ever.
Normally, this would be enough to intimidate anyone, but you weren’t just anyone. You were his closest friend. You try to pull the most pitiable expression you can muster. He remains unphased.
You sigh. “He just wanted to help, Adaman,” you tell him earnestly. “We all do.”
“Help,” he repeats drily.
“We all noticed you’ve been stressed lately...”
“And you just want to help?”
“Of course.”
“Out of the kindness of your hearts.”
Okay, now he really was just being an asshole.
He raises an eyebrow at you.
Oops. You hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
With a menacing aura to him, he stalks towards you. He rests his hand above your head, and studies your face.
His voice is dangerously deeper and huskier as he whispers, “I heard you talking to the girls last night.”
Uh oh.
“You did?”
“Wanna tell me what that’s all about, huh?”
His other hand snakes its way down and roughly grips you by the hips. He’s warm. It’s driving you crazy how he could feel much too close and not close enough.
“I… I don’t remember.”
It was a bald-faced lie.
“Oh? Maybe this will help you remember.”
The hand resting on the wall trails down to your neck, and squeezes. A good five seconds that has you choking, which amuses Adaman.
“Th-that didn’t help,” you stutter.
He offers a mocking pout. “No?”
“I told you… I forgot.”
“Maybe I should get straight to it, and just fuck you like an onahole.”
“That’s not what I said!” The waver in your voice and choice of words gave you away.
“You’re right…,” he concedes. “Your words were I ‘look five seconds away from ripping someone’s throat out’ and in that scenario, you’d gladly ‘let me fuck my frustrations out on you’ to save the day.” He sneers, “How noble of you.”
Sinnoh, he was being a real dick about this.
Your face felt hot. Other parts of you felt hot too. There was no way you could look at him right now. Somehow his carpet looks interesting, and you stare at it in hopes it would solve your problems.
“Uh… um.” Words escape you. This was not how you thought this conversation would go. You find yourself wishing you had let him simmer in his anger alone.
“But far be it from me to turn down such a kind offer.”
Your head snaps up at that, and you’re reminded of how close you are when you notice just how dark his eyes have gotten.
He presses up against you, and drags a hand to the back of your head, the other on your jaw. His lips are on yours in an instant. You’re immediately drunk on the taste of honey. So overbearingly sweet, but it’s also so overwhelmingly Adaman that you decide then and there, it’s the best thing you’ve ever tasted. His lips are soft, and you could tell he was enjoying himself. Despite that, you sense some hesitance.
The realization that Adaman has never done anything like this before hits you. Of course. He’s always devoted himself to his duties and to his training. He never slacked off, at the cost of denying himself something as human as this. Meanwhile, you’ve certainly fooled around enough times to know what you’re doing. Well. If any of your previous partners were asked.
You deepen the kiss, and you could sense him open his eyes in shock. His lips don’t glide along yours right away, but after a few seconds, he starts to follow your lead. You feel him smile into the kiss.
When Adaman imagined kissing you — and he has, dear Sinnoh knows it’s one of his favorite pastimes — he always pictured romantic declarations of devotion. Perhaps after he gains the courage to formally court you. Maybe right before a dangerous mission. Even during one of your little walks around the lake. He certainly didn’t expect your first kiss to actually be driven by hormones and unbridled lust.
He’ll take what he can get.
A moan escapes him before he can help it. You grin and take the opportunity to slide your tongue inside. Like a natural, he starts to wrestle for control and soon your tongues are dancing.
Almighty Sinnoh.
He’s hard and heavy against you. You couldn’t resist to snake your hand between your bodies, and feel for him. Oh. He was big. You’re the one fondling him, but it’s you that lets out a moan.
He smirks into the kiss.
You break the kiss, and start pressing your lips along his jaw, and down his neck. His whines grow needy. You felt just as desperate. You want to touch him. Feel him. Without all his unnecessary layers.
“C-Can you take this off?”
He grins down at you, and nods. You’re left with your back against the wall, trying to catch your breath.
Hungry eyes watch him strip. Adaman was feeling like king. The object of his desire, his fantasies, his dreams just staring at him unashamedly so. He feels himself grow even harder upon seeing you get on your knees. And your eyes… It’s like there was not a single thought in your head, except him.
Adaman felt like the luckiest man in the universe with how you stared up at him in awe. Gods, you were beautiful. You always were. But this? This was like magic to him. To have you before him, with stars in your eyes, your mouth hanging open, your thighs rubbing together, looking so undone. And he had barely done a thing.
“You like what you see?”
He laughs at how eagerly you nod. You shift closer to him, only for him to stop you and clench you by your jaw. He lets go, and takes sadistic pleasure in seeing you struggle to regain your balance. He almost groans when he spots the arousal between your thighs, deathly obvious despite your clothing. Did he do that?
“I asked you a question.” He stresses each word with a slap of his heavy cock on your cheeks. “Don’t be rude, brat.”
“Yes! Yes! I like what I see.” You continue to stare hungrily at his thick length. “Please let me have a taste.”
He hums appreciatively at your enthusiasm.
“Only because you asked nicely.”
A soft, “thank you,” leaves your lips as you run your hands through his hips, down his thighs, and finally clench at the supple skin on his ass. A moan leaves his lips. You couldn’t bite back your grin.
As if by instinct, you immediately spit on your hand. Adaman furrows his eyebrows. Why are you so in tune with how to pleasure a man? His thoughts are halted when you start pumping your fist along his member.
Giddiness flows through you when you realize just how thick and long he actually is. Despite him obviously enjoying this, he continues to mock you. And you like it.
Adaman lets out a dark chuckle. “Is that all?”
He sounds so mean, and it had you weak.
“I thought you wanted a taste, huh? If I wanted hands, I could’ve taken care of this myself. Make this worth my time.”
You let out a whimper at the thought of Adaman touching himself.
Before you give his length the attention, you take the opportunity to taste something else.
Adaman never would’ve expected you to put your mouth on his balls. Not there. Please. He’s too sensitive. He didn’t want the fun to be over before it started. But it feels so good though, a traitorous part of his mind whispered.
His moans don’t stop as you lick a stripe along the underside of his cock. Sinnoh, he was big. You couldn’t help nuzzle your cheek along him once.
Unbeknownst to you, your little stunt didn’t escape Adaman’s attention. The look of bliss on your face has him ready to blow his load on you. He wills himself to be patient. It was unfair to him that you already had him so far gone like the shy virgin he pretends he’s not.
Hesitantly, you swirl your tongue around the head. The pearly bits of precum has you thirsty for more. You open your mouth and suck at the head. A string of curses leaves Adaman’s lips, and you couldn’t help look up at him.
The second you make eye contact with him, Adaman immediately pegs you for some sort of succubus. His point is further proven when you immediately take in more of his length. Your eyes are twinkling, and in any other situation, Adaman would swoon over you, but this is too much for him to handle. His hands thread through your hair, and he takes sadistic pleasure in seeing the tears form in your eyes. He knows he’s big, and he loves knowing you’re taking him anyway. You fight off the gag reflex, and are rewarded with Adaman unashamedly, absolutely fucking your face.
You were good at this.
Too good.
The thought of you having done this before with anyone other than him is enough to distract him from the pleasure. You expertly fondle his balls, as he continues to angrily push himself down your throat. Apparently, his roughness only serves to excite you even more, as he feels the vibrations of your moans along his length. He smirks at the realization that you’re enjoying being used by him like this. He can’t wait to fuck you and get you drunk on him.
Only him.
Before he can drip down your mouth like he had fantasized countless times before, he decides that can wait for another time. Tonight, he wants to stake his claim on you.
He pulls away despite your protests. You look like a mess. Like his own personal fuck toy.
You deserve a reward.
“You’re dripping on my carpet.”
He doesn’t miss the way your eyes glint with excitement as he continues to reprimand you.
“Strip, and lay back on the bed”
He thinks you look cute as you almost trip over your own feet in excitement .
“Spread your legs.”
Let it be known that Adaman has never done this before. Not that he’d tell you that.
“Keep your eyes on me.”
Almighty— You were soaked. Your pussy was glistening and practically begging to be devoured. Adaman felt his mouth water at the sight. You looked absolutely delicious. He couldn’t help compare your slick to the honey he mixes in with his morning tea. The kind you claimed he was addicted to. He drags the tip of his tongue teasingly around your entrance, before making his way to your clit. He tucks away the mental image of waking up to breakfast of you spread before him. A feral grin finds its way to his face, and you find yourself panicking, unsure of his next move.
Almost tenderly, he gives you kitten licks on your clit, as you let out a pitiful whine. He leaves a kiss on your sweet spot, before shifting his attention to your folds. He curls his tongue, and begins lapping up at you, hurriedly drinking up your juices. You feel him click his tongue against you when you buck up at him, and he gives you a warning glance. It was hard to feel too bad though, not when his face was drenched in your arousal. You still find it in you to send him a sly grin.
Seeing you lose control like this motivated him to keep going.
His large hands begin to grip you by your ass. A silent reminder to behave. Giving you no chance to brace yourself, he immediately resumes eating you out like you were his favorite meal. Considering this man’s lack of experience, you didn’t expect him to know his way around this but you’re more than grateful when you feel his tongue shift between a figure eight motion and gluttonous laps.
He knows he lacks the experience, but he likes to think he makes up for it in enthusiasm. If your chants of his name, and your hands in his hair are anything to go by.
He starts to suck on your clit, and easily slides in two fingers inside of you. He grins. You’re screaming praises to him at this point. Anyone passing his home would have no doubt as to what you two were up to.
Good.
Let them know you’re his.
“Adaman, please.”
He raises his head, and teases, “Please what?”
“Let me cum.”
“I’m not stopping you.”
Quite rudely, you thread your hands through his hair again, and push him back down to resume his ministrations. He should’ve punished you for that, but you taste and feel so good.
Warm heat tightening around his fingers, he knew you were too far gone. No longer were you singing praises of ‘so good, Adaman. keep going.’ Now, you were just reciting his name in broken syllables. Sinnoh, you sound like an angel.
After a few seconds, you lay limp. Your hands no longer on his hair like a death grip. A dazed smile on your face, as you thank him.
He pulls you up and kisses you senseless. The taste of your own essence heavy on his tongue. It only served to turn you on even more. You had only just finished but Adaman kept you wanting. It’s like you couldn’t get enough of him.
He pushes you to lay back down again. He rubs a hand along your wetness once more, and uses it to pump his cock. The sight of him touching his own cock, using your arousal as lubrication has you whining.
Adaman grins down at you.
A small whimper leaves your lips as he presses his cock along your folds. Gods, you were soaking. You stop your whines, and moan at the heat of his length on you.
There was something strangely intimate about taking his time to tease you like this. There was a vulnerability to you as you watched him with wide eyes and flushed cheeks. He had you moaning like a whore, and he hadn’t even entered you yet. He liked it. Probably a little more than he feels comfortable with.
Holding you up by your hips, he gives you a soft look and you smile so prettily up at him. You were so cute. Your smile immediately falls open into a moan, as he enters you in one hard thrust.
Adaman could feel his entire body on fire. He had no idea that having sex could feel this good. It’s better than anything he’s imagined. All those nights fucking his fist to the thought of you couldn’t compare to the feel of your warmth sucking him in.
“Y-you can move.”
Despite the slight feeling of pain, pleasure consumes you. You needed to feel more of him.
“I… need a moment.”
Adaman bites his lip. This was happening. Finally. But he needed to calm down. The vice grip you have on him has him ready to blow his load.
“That’s okay too.”
His eyes are shining with love when you move your hand out to cup his cheek, and smile serenely up at him.
After a minute, he pulls out, and gives an experimental thrust. The action has you gasping, and he does it again. And again. He’d do this to you all the time if you asked.
You start babbling.
He loves every second of it.
He in turn praises you for it.
“Fuck me, fuck me.”
“Yeah, I’ll fuck you. All you need to do is ask for it.”
“Yes, Adaman. I want you.”
“I’m all yours.”
“You feel so good.”
“You feel just as good, baby.”
“You’re so big.”
“So fucking tight. Swear this must be made for me.”
All you can do is lay back, and take what he’s giving you. And he just keeps giving you so much of him. You swear you could feel him even deeper. And one particular hard thrust has you seeing stars. Upon seeing you react, Adaman repeats the motion.
There it is again.
Tears are welling up in your eyes. That was his tip brushing against your cervix. He just keeps going. You’re too sensitive. You look at him pleadingly, and something in him snaps. He suddenly has the urge to take you even harder.
The coil in your belly snaps, and you’re so caught off guard by your orgasm that you don’t realize you’re screaming until Adaman has to put his hand on your mouth. He slows down his thrusts but doesn’t stop. He wants to milk this for all its worth.
Still a bit overstimulated, you want to lead the pace for a while.
“C-Can I get on t-top?”
Adaman’s eyes widen, but he wipes the expression away immediately.
“Y-yes you c-can, baby,” he coos mockingly.
He rests his weight on his elbow, still much too energetic and wanting the best view. You straddle his hips, and slowly sink yourself down on him. The sight of his length disappearing into your cunt has him groaning. You start grinding on him slowly, as he starts stroking your clit.
“Look at you, baby. You’re doing so well for me.”
He feels you tighten around him at his words.
“Mmhmm. You like it when I praise you, don’t you?” He grins when he hears you stutter over your words. “Keep it up, and make your Clan Leader proud.” A deep guttural groan leaves his throat when he feels your walls clench at his words.
“You’re really good at this, huh? You act so nice and innocent around the Clan. I wonder if any of them realize how much of a whore you really are.”
He starts to fuck up into you. His mean words and the harsh pace he sets has you approaching another orgasm.
“M’not”
His grip on your waist is tight as you continue to roll your hips on top of him. The sight of your fucked-out face and breasts bouncing with each thrust he makes is something he stores away in his memory.
“You’re not? Then how come you’re so good at this? You must have pleasured a long line of lucky men to be this talented at it.”
He grips your jawline and continues to taunt you.
“If you aren’t a slut, then why do you beg for your Clan Leader’s cock so desperately?”
“U-uh…”
“Maybe, it doesn’t matter who’s fucking you? You just want something hard inside of you. Is that it? I’m just another warm body for you?”
“I- I…”
“Y-You what? Use your words.” He snarls, “Do you have anything inside that head of yours besides getting fucked?”
“Course I d-do!” You’re wailing helplessly at this point. He was being so mean.
He’s had enough and takes command once again. You whine at the loss of him as he sets you back down on the bed, pushing your head down, cheek against the mattress. Tears clouding your vision, you don’t notice as he uses his necklace to keep your hands together behind your back. At least, not until he pulls your hips up and you struggle to maintain your balance.
“Okay, then. Why don’t you tell me what’s inside that head of yours?”
As he asks you, he thrusts back in in one fluid motion.
You gasp out, “Adaman.”
“How sweet.”
He’s mocking you again, but your answer seems to be the one he’s looking for because he is relentless with fucking you.
“But you know I think you’re kind of a slut…”
You whine in protest.
“…I’m honestly a little jealous.”
In time with his thrusts, you stutter out each word. “Wh-why? Th-there’s n-no one else. O-only you.”
He slows down.
For a split second, you’re scared you said the wrong thing. Instead, you feel him hold you plush against him. His lips trail kisses along your back, before turning your head and kissing you softly on your lips.
“Say it again.”
“W-What?”
“What you just said.”
“T-there’s only you?”
A feral grin sits on his face, and somehow he starts plowing into you even harder and faster than before.
“Fucking say it, or you don’t get to come!”
His thumb starts rubbing circles on your clit. And his thrusts have gotten even harder and angrier.
“I- I don’t want anyone else…”
Kisses on your neck.
“What else?”
“Only, only you can fuck me like this, Adaman.”
Kisses along your jaw.
“That’s fucking right. How exactly do you wanna be fucked?”
“However you want it, Adaman.”
You’re so close. You don’t think you could hold back any longer. You look at Adaman’s face, and he’s hissing in a breath. He catches you staring, and his eyes soften.
“You’re close, aren’t you? You’re squeezing me so tight.”
“What about you?”
He chuckles and presses a kiss on your cheek.
“Trust me, I’m right with you.”
Your names moaned in passion echo around his room, and his hand finds its way on your neck. He squeezes like he did earlier in the night, and it does just the trick. Your orgasm hits much more intensely than anything else tonight that you feel yourself about to black out. The only thing that has you snapping in attention is the feeling of Adaman’s thick length pulsing inside of you and filling you to the brim with his cum.
His voice is deep as he chants your name like a devoted worshipper. He continues to cant his hips up as he shoots load after load. You look down to where your bodies are joined and gasp. Your mixed arousal dripping down your thighs.
Adaman grins, and slides a finger along your thigh. He swirls the taste on his tongue and looks like a man starved. He does it once more, and this time, brings it to your mouth. You obediently part your lips, and let him feed you such a lewd mixture.
As he pulls out, you feel so empty. The only comfort is the warmth of his seed. You couldn’t help pout. Adaman pulls you down along with him on the bed, and lays your head on his chest.
Past the afterglow of all the sex, silence envelopes the two of you.
“So…,” you begin awkwardly.
“I wasn’t too rough with you, was I?”
“It was great, Adaman. I’m fine.”
He searches your face for a second, and is relieved to see you aren’t lying.
“Well, I’m gonna go run you a bath. Holler if you need anything.”
“Will do.”
Before he leaves the bed, he gently kisses your temple, whispers how much he loves you, and reminds you to drink some water.
A content smile sets on your face as you watch him leave the room. Yeah, your boyfriend has a penchant for rough roleplays, but he always let slip just how much of a sweetheart he really is.
*Me, staring at Alpha!Volo and Alpha!Ingo* FUCK MEEEEE!!!!!!!
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I have an alpha Ingo ask in here, so lemme give you a little cheese.
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Volo is a very charming alpha, his tall, pretty, charismatic, and built to fight off Pokémon.
So why were you Arceus’s chosen one? You’re nothing but an omega.
He can’t deny his want for you. Oh how he longs to hold you, to come home to you, to kiss you, to mark you, to mate you. He wants it all.
At first he thought you were a gift to him from Arceus, but he was quickly proven wrong.
Yet here you lay beneath him, your heat had long since started. Your moans echoing in his tent as he fucks you, his swelling knot battering against your clenching hole, trying to force it in.
“Filthy fucking omega, come on I know you can take it.”
You can’t speak, his cock is plowing into like you’re a fleshlight for him. Tears and drool drop to the futon below you with each squeal and cry you give out.
You’re such a good omega, such a good mate.
He’s going to show you just how much he loves you.
Work made me hella sad so now y’all get Corbeau trying very very hard to be hinged (he fails)
Corbeau x Reader | Smut | Unhinged as always
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“Oh, honey.” Corbeau cooed, holding your face between his hands. “I’ll take such good care of you.”
You gasped a little moan, each thrust of his hips feeling almost electric inside you, like it set every nerve on fire and coaxed you closer to coming apart in his hands.
“Such good care.” He pressed a few kisses over your face, watching entranced for every expression you made, every little tilt of your head or flutter of your eyes. Drinking them all in like he’d never seen anything half as beautiful in his life. “You’ll beg me to make you mine forever.”
He punctuated it with a deeper thrust, and you tossed your head back, a whined moan coming out louder than you’d intended. His dick twitched inside you at the sound.
Corbeau leaned closer, biting over your pulse point and aiming his hips at that same spot until you almost screamed, grasping for him, tangling your fingers in his hair.
“I can’t wait for it.” He grunted in a low voice, almost like he was talking only to himself. “I can’t wait for you to let me make you mine.”
You cried out his name, and his pace faltered a little, hips slapping against yours so hard you almost feared it’d bruise.
“You’ll be all mine.” He continued, voice strained. “I’ll make you feel good every day, you’ll have no reason to ever want to leave me. You’ll be mine. All mine.”
Corbeau gasped, biting down on your skin so hard you were almost scared it’d bleed. His hips stilled, you could feel how hard he was trying to keep himself together, to keep himself from coming before you.
“Corbeau-”
“Don’t.” He ordered, voice low and authoritative in a way that made a new wave of heat course through you. “Don’t you dare say my name all pretty and needy like that. Give me a moment.”
He panted against your skin, muttering something to himself. Corbeau braced his arms around the sides of your head, tilting his head to lean his forehead against yours.
“Please tell me you’re close.” He almost whined, eyes shut tightly. “I don’t think I can last much longer.”
“Just use me, then.” You told him, and it was like it shattered something inside him. His eyes opened, fixing you with a look that was almost feral.
Corbeau thrust into you so hard you screamed, grasping for anything you could find. Your hands settled on his shoulders right as he leaned down to bite over the already sore spot on your neck.
“You fucking whore.” He spat. “Saying these things to me when you know the effect you have on me. But that’s how you like it, isn’t it? You just love. Being. Used.”
He punctuated each word with a thrust, the bedframe hitting the wall noisily with each one. Your eyes rolled back, the mix of his words with the rough way he fucked you coming together to make it feel like you were about to lose your mind.
Just as you got close to your release, though, he sank into you with a strangled moan, cock twitching as he spilled deep inside you.
You whimpered, trying to roll your hips to let him know you were close. But his hands quickly moved to pin you down, fixing you with that same hungry look that made your stomach flip in the nicest way.
“Sorry, are you all needy now?” He laughed, leaning closer until his nose was brushing against yours. “Shoulda thought of that before you told me to use you like a slut. Now you wait until I’m hard again, and only then you get to cum.”
you were sent by the heavens to slay a trecherous sea monster. but it seems that his charms and tentacles are the real treasures of the depths.
cws. smut :: monsterfucking :: tentacles :: penetrative sex :: overstim :: creampie :: multiple orgasms :: clit play :: enemies to lovers
You had dealt with many monsters in your immortal existence.
"Why, hello there."
But nothing compared to the murky depths of the ocean.
Your wings were drenched. Heavy with salt. You hated it, any cold, wet thing. This was slippery. What felt like a hundred, slimey limbs. Locking you in a helpless tussle. Deep blue, and covered in curious suckers.
Another thing you hated, feeling helpless.
Crashing waves cottoned your hearing. The thick smell of the ocean stuffed your nose. The sky was a grey glare. Cracking open in small parts for the sun to mock you too.
"Release me you— foul creature!"
Your screech tore through the roar of the mighty seas.
His deep chuckle caressed you. Stilled the storm in your heart. Through the mess of thick tentacles, the torso of a man appeared before you.
Hair white and iridescent, like pearls. Eyes as blue as the sun hitting the sea. Enchanting. Sculpted by the might of the ocean.
The being crooked his head. Watching as your wings feebly fluttered against his strong limbs. "Sent by the heavens for little old me?"
He jerked you closer. Those slippery tentacles scouring you. Wound you up until only your head was free from their treacherous coil.
Up close, he was more beautiful than the ocean and all of its terrors.
Still, you stained his face with a violent spit.
"The heavens ordered me to come back with your head, wretched monster."
His smile grew, even as your saliva slipped down his cheek.
"Is that so?" His face craned closer. Stare hypnotising. You were warned about this.
His damp, white lashes hung low, and he whispered. Too calm for a creature birthed in the heart of the black sea.
"Well, I think you'll find that I'm wonderful company to keep around."
Even his grin was pearly. You were done for.
Wrists trapped behind you. One coiled tight around your waist, another round your throat. Your thighs clasped in their silky lock and spread open wide. Displaying your sin to the ocean.
Your slick mixed with the sea water. Dripping helplessly from your stretched out pussy. Greedily welcoming two thick, pumping tentacles. Relentless, greedy. Sticky with a mix of your divine cum and whatever monstrous goo oozed from him.
It was unlike anything you had ever experienced before.
"Say it again for me, sweet thing." His voice drawled on your ear.
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