Eileen and her family have come under attack by Israeli occupation forces (the Israeli army)❗
The occupation forces are currently bombing the area with gas canisters, and it is likely that they will begin shooting or shelling at any moment! 😞💔
The family is trying to escape, but three of its members suffer from physical disabilities. Adam, her 13-year-old son, has a head condition that limits his mobility.
Ala'a, her 20-year-old daughter, is unable to use her leg due to a previous injury caused by an earlier attack by the occupation forces. 💔
As for Eileen herself, she suffers from severe back pain, which makes it very difficult for her to move. 💔
Shaimaa, her 18-year-old daughter, is doing everything she can to help the family escape. 🥹💔
Eileen’s father, , lives with them in the tent.
He is 70 years old and sustained serious injuries during the war ، He has diabetes and was injured in a nearby bombing, which resulted in damage to his chest, shoulder, and right eye. He is in dire need of urgent surgery to regain his sight in it again.
Her mother She lost her life due to lack of treatment and hunger, as she was a cancer patient. May God protect us and you.
The family urgently needs transportation to escape, but it costs around $904 USD.
The situation is extremely dangerous and sensitive! We don’t know what the occupation forces are planning, and any delay could be fatal! 💔
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"I am Nadine… an ordinary woman in an extraordinary place. A mother, just trying to protect a small life in a world that has lost its meaning." 🌸
Hello, My name is Nadine. I am a Palestinian mother to a little girl who has become the center of my life and the reason for my strength. 💖 We live today in harsh circumstances, unlike anything we knew life to be. Our home is no longer a home… we live in displacement, fear, lack of food, absence of medicine, and a lack of safety. 😔
Yet every morning, I open my eyes to my daughter's face, and I try again. 🌞 Because she is here, I must stay strong. 💪 Because she is small, I need to create a safe world for her… even though my world is broken.
We don't have much, but we hold on to each other. 🤝
I write these words to share a moment of our reality that you may not see in the news. I’m not seeking pity, nor do I want to burden anyone… All I ask is that my words reach a heart that knows compassion, and understands that help, even in the smallest form, can make a big difference in someone's life like ours. ✨
Life here doesn’t go as it should… but it goes on. We live on hope, the kindness of strangers, words of encouragement, and hands that reach out at the right time. 🌟 Maybe you can’t change everything, but you can change one day in our lives… And one day with dignity is all we need to keep fighting. 💫
My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece
Even a kind word, sharing this post, or a sincere prayer… all of that makes a difference to us. 🙏
Thank you… from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for being here, for reading, for not turning a blind eye. To everyone who passed by here and left a kind mark: You are part of our strength. 🌷 From me and my little one: All my gratitude and all my prayers. 💖
I'm Laila Shaqoura, a displaced person from northern Gaza to the south, specifically the city of Rafah. Amid this ongoing aggression, there is no glimmer of hope except through you and your support for us. Let me tell you the story of my mother and her unborn child during this war.
Amid this destruction, my pregnant mother faces countless challenges. She suffers from malnutrition due to the lack of healthy food, which puts her and her unborn child at multiple health risks. The insufficient healthcare and weakened immunity have led to her contracting hepatitis, anemia, intestinal diseases, and preeclampsia. Additionally, the psychological pressure from the war and displacement exacerbates her suffering. The constant worry for the family's safety and the fear of the continuous intense bombing last night resulted in high blood pressure, imbalance, and fainting this morning. It was a terrible morning.
Despite the sounds of artillery, gunfire, bombing, fear, and anxiety, a new life continues to form inside my mother's womb. She carries the hope for the future, but the war has stolen her ability to dream. She not only carries a child but also the burdens and pains of war. The pain of her pregnancy is intensified by the weight of war and its sorrows. She carries life in her womb while war destroys life around her. Sometimes, we wonder: will this awaited child live in such a shattered world?
At this moment, I wonder if the war will take this awaited child from us before seeing the light of day.
Rafah is no longer safe, and the sounds of bombing intensify every night. There is no time to escape death. My mother's health is deteriorating. There is no healthcare. We want her to stay alive. This matter concerns the lives of two people (a mother and her child). Let's extend a helping hand to those who have lost everything. Your donation can give new life and hope for the future.
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“God- you’re so fucking tight.” Ace whines each time he engulfs every last inch of your soaking cunt. He missed being able to rut into you. And after being at sea for over a year, he couldn’t control himself. He had gone crazy without your pussy wrapped around his cock.
He pushed you hard into the mattress, letting your legs lock onto his bare hips. He slammed into you, cock pulsating at your strung out cries of ecstasy. “Show me how much you’ve missed me, baby~ that’s right…”
Ace would get lost in the rhythmic smack of his skin against yours, body shuddering as you grip around him with each thrust. He adores how you try to meet his pace, grinding yourself against him out of greed. He fucks you just how you like it. “That’s my girl.. keep fucking me like that..” every harsh press of his cock against your bruised walls was enough to make you shudder in your cadence.
With a free hand, he’d rub your clit with his thumb in circular motions. His eyes widened with euphoria as he watched you try to squirm away, uncontrollably moaning at the stimulation. He can’t help but to hold you still as he fucks into you, feeling you instantly reach your climax at the overstimulation.
“Fuck- atta girl.. I’m not done fucking you yet..”
so first off all i wanted to say that i LOVE your writing.
but, if you don’t mind, could you make an NSFW fic about a dilf! toji with his babysitter. but like cheating.
so basically toji has a wife but he’s cheating on her with the babysitter(whose like 10 years younger than him).
i’d really love if you could do it
thanks bookie🫶🏽
Pairing: dilf!Toji x babysitter!reader
Rating: Explicit – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
Word Count: ~1.7k
cw: age gap (reader is 21, Toji is in his 30s), language, cheating, smut – PIV sex (doggy style), breeding kink, daddy kink
Author’s Notes: Thank you for your kind words, you are too sweet! This is my very first Toji fic EVER, so I was very excited (and nervous!) to write it. I hope I did it justice, this is such a delicious idea for him. Also, I have never read the manga, so if the characterization is off, I’m so sorry! I really, really hope you like this one! Divider created by @/fic-dumpster.
You stand in front of a quaint house, checking your watch for the time. It’s been almost ten minutes now since you knocked, no answer. You gave the number from the listing a call, still nothing. Rolling your eyes, you take a seat on the steps leading to the door, waiting.
It’s the summer before you head back to university for your senior year. In an attempt to make some extra cash, you took a job as a babysitter through local ads in the paper. The first two clients were completely normal; this one is already leaving a bad taste in your mouth.
Fifteen minutes have passed. You try once more, pounding on the door with your fist as loud as you can. Heel turned, ready to leave, it suddenly swings open, revealing a muscular man with black hair, glaring at you. “What the fuck do you want?”
You step back, startled by his intimidating presence. Stuttering, you answer, “I’m the babysitter.”
He continues to stare at you, eyes following your body up and down, studying it. “Babysitter?”
Before you can explain any further, you hear a car rolling into the driveway. A woman in professional attire steps out quickly. “I’m so sorry I’m late!” She rushes towards you, holding her hand out to shake yours. “We spoke on the phone. I got stuck in traffic, I’m so sorry.”
You smile at her. “It’s okay.”
She faces the man, expression switching from cheery to dreary in an instant. “Toji, where is Megumi?”
He scratches his head. “Huh?”
“Megumi. Our child.”
He sighs. “Right. Uh, I’ll go get him.”
While he’s gone, the woman pulls you aside, speaking in a hushed voice. “That’s Toji, my husband and Megumi’s father. Unfortunately, he’s a complete deadbeat. That’s why I want to hire you. I started my new job and I need someone to take care of Megumi while I’m gone during the day.”
She swallows hard, blinking to fight off oncoming tears. “I have no one. I’ve been shunned by my family, my husband doesn’t give a shit about ours, and I’m all alone trying to give Megumi a good life. I know this is a lot to ask, but I’m desperate. This is just until I can save enough money to hire a full-time nanny.”
She grips onto your wrist with both her hands, begging for help. Truthfully, it’s a lot to unravel, more drama than you anticipated. But the anguish in her eyes tugs at your heartstrings. Plus, knowing it’s temporary doesn’t make it seem so difficult. How bad can it be? “Okay. I’ll do it.”
Relief washes over her. “Oh thank god. Thank you. Thank you. Let’s go inside and I can give you a tour.” She leads you through the entrance, removing her shoes as you follow her. “Oh, and one more thing.”
“Sure.”
“Toji is home most of the day, but he’s always couped up in his room, doing god knows what. Just leave a meal or two outside his door twice a day. That should be enough.”
“Huh?!”
She glances at you with a nervous smile on her face. “Yeah. I told you, he’s good for nothing.”
You don’t respond while you maneuver through the house, barely paying attention while she shows you around. It almost sounds like you’ll be babysitting two children…
~~~
The first two weeks of your new job go by smoothly. Megumi is an adorable baby; he’s almost two-years-old with hair as black as his father’s. While he never really smiles, he doesn’t cry either, expression usually stern, unless he needs a diaper change. He’s self-sufficient, always immersed by his own toys until it’s time to eat. Overall, he’s easy.
Toji, on the other hand, is another story.
You follow his wife’s instructions, leaving two meals outside his door, breakfast and lunch. And this asshole has the audacity to critique it! The bread wasn’t toasted enough. The eggs were too runny. There wasn’t enough seasoning on the meat. All this criticism while each plate is licked clean, not a crumb to spot. He’s never even uttered a simple thank you.
But what he lacks in social skills or personality, he makes up for in his physique. In between meals, he works out in the living room lifting weights, doing push-ups, sit-ups, and pull-ups at the frame of the door. It lasts for over an hour, and by the end of it, he’s shirtless, dripping with sweat. You’ve done everything in your power to avoid staring but it doesn’t prevent your mind from conjuring all types of lewd thoughts about him. You’re ashamed to admit that he is physically attractive, only because everything else about him is utter trash. Still, it doesn’t hurt to look, right?
On the third week, there’s a shift in energy between you two. When he isn’t working out or going out to meet with his sketchy friends, he’s usually couped up in his bedroom, ignoring you and Megumi. This morning, he actually joins you in the kitchen. You stare blankly at him, stunned by his sudden appearance. Megumi is unfazed by his father as he tries to pull your wrist towards him to get a spoonful of mushed up peas.
When he catches you, Toji glares. “What?”
“Um, nothing. Just surprised to see you here.” You clear your throat, focusing back on the baby.
He rolls his eyes. “This is my house. I can do whatever I want.”
“Yes, of course. Sir.”
For some reason, this triggers him. He stands up abruptly, stepping to you, leaning his face towards yours. The scar on the corner of his lip twitches when he gives you a wicked grin. “That’s right. I’m in charge here.”
You flinch from him, scared, maybe even slightly aroused. He’s intense, that’s for sure. But part of you finds it exhilarating to be in his presence.
Megumi whines for more food, to which Toji grabs the utensil from your hands to start feeding him. “Damn kid, he’s hungry all the fucking time.”
You sit up in your seat, regaining your composure. “You shouldn’t curse in front of children.”
He faces you, chuckling. “Curse? Seriously? What are you, five?”
You cross your arms, answering, “I’m twenty-one.”
“Interesting.” There’s that naughty smirk again, as if he’s thinking something obscene in that twisted head of his. And while you should be turned off, you’re not. You squeeze your legs together, pussy throbbing between your thighs. And of course, he notices this. He must, because he leans forward, lips grazing your ear, whispering, “Come by my room whenever Megumi is taking his nap. That’s an order.”
~~~
This is bad. Very, very bad.
You're supposed to be better than this. Clearly, you aren’t, because you’re currently getting railed by your employer’s husband while his child sleeps peacefully in the next room.
“Fuck, this pussy is tight,” he groans, pumping his thick cock in and out of you. You’re bent over the edge of the bed, his hips smacking against your ass as he thrusts into you. He’s got a tight grip on your hips, nails digging into your flesh, pounding away at your greedy pussy, absolutely drenched with arousal and lube. Your face is sticky with perspiration, pillow soaked with sweat and drool. It’s a fucking mess, but it doesn’t matter, because all you can think about is Toji fucking you until you’re seeing stars. Until your head is empty and nothing but his fat cock is occupying your thoughts.
“God, you’re squeezing me so fucking hard, princess. You gonna come again?”
You nod erratically, reaching your fingers to your clit. He smacks it away, doing it himself, his thumb flicking against your swollen bud. “Fucking come on my cock then. Make it nice and creamy for me, got it?”
His cock is buried deep inside you, hitting your sweet spot over and over until you unravel, gushing around him once more. You’ve lost count on how many orgasms you’ve had in this short amount of time.
After your climax, he doesn’t pull out, fucking you even rougher. Your body is pliant around him, yielding to his every touch like putty. You’ve lost control of yourself, completely enraptured in the intense pleasure he surrounds you with.
He leans forward, chest pressed to your back, lips brushed to your ear. “I’m gonna knock you up. Give Megumi a little brother or sister. Would you like that?” He’s crazy. Completely unhinged. Absolutely fucking psycho.
“Fuck yes, I want that,” you moan. “Give it to me, daddy. Breed me.”
And apparently, so are you.
“Oh fuck yeah, take my fucking cum then,” he growls. The bed creaks violently below you, his backshots brutal and frantic now, cock desperate for release. “I’m gonna get you fucking pregnant. Make you mine.”
He shoots his hot load inside you, stuffing you full of his cum. He doesn’t stop until he’s fucked it deeper into your pussy, watching with that sexy look on his face as his creamy cum leaks out of your slit.
Lifting you up to lay comfortably on the bed, he rolls beside you, kissing you sloppily until Megumi’s whimpers blare through the baby monitor, indicating that he’s awake. Toji laughs, smacking your ass as you crawl over him to return to your real job.
~~~
You spend the remainder of your summer employed at the Fushiguro household until you have to go back to school. You and Toji continue to fuck each other silly every day that you’re working.
The day before you leave for college, you say your goodbyes to the family. Megumi’s mom, who remains blissfully unaware of your sins, hugs you tightly. “Thank you so much for all your help. I’ve finally saved enough money to afford a full-time nanny, so we’ll be fine.”
“It was my pleasure. I had a lot of fun. With Megumi,” you clarify, avoiding Toji’s gaze as he watches from the kitchen.
“Seriously. You’re a good person. I hope you know that.” She smiles, truly grateful. “And thank you for taking care of my good for nothing husband too.”
As the guilt of this dirty, filthy secret eats away at you, Toji stares at you from across the room, smirking.
thorgil x reader please, when he comes back home and he see his lovely wife and kids there and he try to be soft for her and some nsfw?
And thorgil gets jealous about how the man in town try to flirt with her and he knows how good looking his wife is and the clothes that she wears holding on her body
I just want to say i love you so much and i Hope your requests arent closed 💕
Thank you so much for this lovely request and I am so sorry for the long wait! I love you too and thank you for your support!
These days, Thorgil found himself missing home more and more. The guards he worked with teased him endlessly about his longing for his wife. Thorgil typically would've responded with a nasty retort but couldn't help but smile at the mention of you.
Soon enough, Thorgil had gotten permission to take leave from his duties and returned to the farm. The locals showed no surprise at his arrival, for he had been making more frequent visits ever since his marriage. It became a source of amusement among them, as it was often rumoured that he was wrapped around the finger of his beloved wife and so could not bear to be apart from her.
Upon his arrival, Thorgil was warmly welcomed by his rambunctious children whose faces lit up at the sight of him. Their little legs kicked with glee, their arms reaching out for him with pure delight. Thorgil laughed heartily, playfully catching them mid-air and pulling them into a warm, affectionate hug.
His son, the one who everyone said resembled Thorgil as a child, excitedly reached for the large sword slung over his shoulder. He could only beam in pride at his son already so eager to follow in his footsteps.
"Thorgil" a gentle voice calls out and Thorgil turns to see his beloved wife, as beautiful as ever. He grins at her before walking towards her to envelop her in a hug, feeling at home at last.
"Dear, what did we say?" Thorgil's wife gently interjected, her eyes shifting towards their son who remained captivated by Thorgil's sword. Thorgil chuckled nervously, well aware of his wife's disapproval of swordplay. It was a boundary he respected, understanding her concerns for their son's safety and well-being. He knew what the farm folk had said about them. That the fearsome Thorgil wreaked havoc to the enemies of Canute but was on the leash of his lovely wife.
His wife continued talking, filling in on the various things that happened. Thorgil listened intently, relishing the sound of her sweet voice. It was a soothing balm to his soul, one of the few things in the world which could bring him comfort.
"Hey Thorgil!" he heard a familiar voice and saw that it was Snake.
"Hello, Mr Snake!" his children squealed out excitedly at the sight of him. The black-haired man couldn't help but chuckle at their enthusiastic greeting.
"Snake" his wife greeted politely, a sweet smile on your plump lips to which Snake gave a rare smile of his own. Something about this exchange irritated Thorgil. Since when did Snake get so familiar with his wife? Also what's up with that smile? This was the same man who taught him everything he knew about being a warrior.
"Oi Snake, who are those kids?"
"Oh, we caught them stealing" Snake said absent-mindely, seeming annoyed to be taking his off of his beautiful wife. "Your father can decide their punishment"
Thorgil heard a sharp intake of breath and saw his wife looking on sadly at the display. He knew her well enough to understand that she couldn't bear to witness harm inflicted to children, regardless of their crime.
"Don't hurt them, Snake" Thorgil found himself saying, causing Snake to look at him bewildered. "Give them something to eat, they look like they're starving. We'll decide what to do next"
Thorgil's words hung in the air, breaking the tension that had formed. Snake, taken aback by Thorgil's intervention, paused for a moment before nodding in reluctant agreement.
"It seems as though fatherhood has softened you" Snake chuckled.
"Yeah, you could say that" Thorgil murmured, turning to his relieved wife and smiling gently at her. Everything good in his life is because of her.
As night descended, casting a gentle darkness over the land, the day slowly unwound. The children were tucked into their beds after begging to hear his war stories. However, despite the weariness that clung to his bones, sleep eluded Thorgil's troubled mind. Anger seethed within him instead, especially after today.
Thorgil knew that his wife was a great beauty. It was as obvious as the colour of the sky. Motherhood had only enhanced her allure, making her body even more curvier. It was too bad that the other men on the farm noticed it too, their lusty eyes raking over his wife's body.
To his astonishment, Thorgil began to notice Snake's lingering gazes directed towards his beloved wife. The black-haired man's eyes betrayed a hunger, an unmistakable lust and desire that Thorgil recognized all too well, for it mirrored his own feelings towards his wife. The sight unsettled him, stirring a mix of emotions within his core. His protective instincts flared, a surge of possessiveness taking hold as he witnessed Snake's unabashed interest in his wife's form.
Whatever. She was his and she chose him. Not any of them.
"Thorgil, what are you thinking about?" she gently prodded him.
"Nothing much, just how fortunate I am" Thorgil retorted, enveloping his arms around her waist.
"Where did this come from" his wife giggled, quietening down when he pressed her to his lean chest to kiss her.
"Do you know how crazy you drive me?" Thorgil whispered in her ear, his voice laced with desire.
"Ngh-ahh, Thorgil.." she gasps, feeling overwhelmed already since it had been ages since she had gotten intimate with her husband.
"My beautiful girl" Thorgil continues to whisper, moving from his wife's delectable lips to her soft neck, trailing light kisses down to her collar bone. He moves her thin shift over her shoulder, allowing it to pool by her feet.
The sight of her naked body is something that Thorgil will never seem to tire of. The urge to worship every inch of her skin was something she deserved and normally, he would have no qualms in doing so. However today was different. He needed to take her right now.
Thorgil’s large hands, roughened and scarred by years of fighting ran down the smooth and soft skin of his wife. His lustful eyes wandered to her tits where he peppered kisses, sucking her sensitive nipples.
“Agh-Thorgil~” She moans sweetly, threading her fingers through his long hair. He indulges her before grabbing her curvy hips onto his lap to finally enter her. Oh god. He missed this.
Thorgil's thrusts are quick, making sure to enter every crevice of her. He went so deep that it made her arch against the soft sheets of their bed. She must have missed this too.
Holding onto her waist desperately, he frantically pounds into her as she clenches tightly around him. She gave out a strangled gasp as she grasps onto his biceps. Soon, he releases himself inside her and looked satisfied at the cum dripping down her pussy.
His beautiful wife was dishevelled and her eyes were glazed over. She had never looked so beautiful.
"Hey, I'm thinking of quitting" he admits to his shocked wife while in the middle of cleaning in between her legs with a cool rag.
"Really!" he couldn't help but chuckle at her happy face. This separation was hard on both of them and he wanted to spend every moment of his life by her side. He couldn't afford to waste any more days. It made him sick and furious that those uncouth fools saw his dear wife more than he did.
"From now on, we are always going to be together" Thorgil whispers into her ear before enveloping her into a deep embrace and kissing her passionately.
you had just come back to visit home after you completed one semester of college. college was expensive, especially with the tuition costs, accommodation charges, groceries, etc. also you did not like to burden your parents with your expenses so you sought out for a job in the holidays.
your father recommended a babysitting job for one of his acquaintances, someone named fushiguro. you jump at the opportunity since you had a great time bonding with kids. you shyly wait outside the door after ringing the doorbell once. the one who opens the door had an irritated look on his face and seemed to be sleep deprived. you could also hear the wailing of a baby in the background. much to your embarrassment, you found yourself blushing at the tall and muscular physique of the older man. your father did not mention that he was so handsome.
"what?" he said with a voice laced with annoyance and irritation.
"oh-um, mr fushiguro, i just came to enquire about the babysitting job" you squeaked out, feeling intimidated by the scary man.
toji had welcomed you in after this and you met his son, baby megumi who had promptly stopped crying when he was placed in your gentle arms. you were relieved inside, happy to know that the baby had bonded with you so quick.
toji had felt grateful for everything you did, truly. you were a sweet girl who looked after megumi well like he was your own and had even no problems staying in when his work ran late. you had always greeted him home with that adorable smile of yours, balancing megumi on your hip.
he wished he was ashamed to say this because he really wasn't, but he wanted you. you were so sweet, pliant and caring. you were someone he wanted for himself. coming home after every gruelling day of work to see your illuminating smile and holding his son was his dream. megumi also loved you, seeing you as his mother.
toji's desires got the best of him one day when he cornered you in the living room after you put down megumi for sleep. you fidgeted shyly under his intense gaze, making him even more aroused at your blushing face.
he then crashed his lips onto your warm and plump ones, causing you to moan. he shoved his tongue in your mouth and picked you up easily. you had started to squeak in embarrassment at getting picked up and taken to his room where you were thrown on the bed, unceremoniously.
the rest was a blur when he stripped you and him until you both were naked. you blushed at his scarred chest and toned and lean body. toji looked at your gorgeous body in awe while spreading your legs, revealing your pretty pussy to him while you whimpered shyly. from then, toji lost all composure.
he had you with your legs in the air, while thrusting into your mercilessly. you cry and sob in a sinful mixture of pleasure and pain, as he pounds deep into you, hitting all your sweet spots. toji had one rough hand gripped tightly to your waist, holding you down to your bed to prevent your body from jolting from every harsh thrust.
toji had an immense sexual appetite, already built up from not having sex for so long and he was so experienced too, making you stutter and blabber like a fool. you held onto his muscular arms for dear life while he had his fill.
"d-daddy, its too much!" you hiccup out, trying to adjust to his large size and animalistic pace. toji seemed to like you calling him daddy a lot, as indicated by him going even more deeper and faster into you.
"you can take it" he hissed in your ear, squeezing your tits. he kisses your swollen lips, snuffling the cry that threatened to come. "my good girl" he whispered, making your heart skip a beat at the praise. you felt in come in you, most of it leaking out your quivering pussy.
toji didn't like to see you waste his cum like that, giving you a harsh slap on the side of your thigh, making you squeal. he fucks his cum back into your pussy, making sure it went in deep.
"i'm gonna put a baby in you" he says to you, every syllable make your belly feel warm. "you'd look so beautiful with my kid in your belly"
"daddy!" you squealed, feeling embarrassed and strangely aroused, already imagining yourself as his young, pretty wife.
your arrangement after this slightly changed. after feeding megumi and putting him to bed, toji would come home from work. you would be sitting on his large bed, sitting obediently and naked.
toji would take out all his frustrations from work out on your body and you would be lying under him, pliantly and happy to ease his worries. he would fuck you without abandon every night with would result in you leaving his house with a blissed-out smile. your parents were none the wiser, and were oblivious to the new bruises and hickeys on your body whenever you returned from the fushiguros.
no babe you are DEFINITELY nawt the only one that finds him hot 😩😩😩😩 whew that’s one man i need to manhandle me (amongst others) feel like he’d be the type to carry you on his one arm w no trouble 🥺 oh he’s so stronggggg n manly :((
Can I request a snake x reader where he’s finally ready to propose to y/n and settle down? I’d LOVE a breeding kink being included in it too 😭😭 tysm even if you don’t post anything! I love your work <3
WARNINGS: f!reader, snake being a loser, age gap, rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink
You had found yourself increasingly frustrated with Snake. Initially, the thrill of covertly stealing kisses and sneaking into his room at dawn had its own charm. However the constant secrecy and his dismissive demeanour during the day began to wear on you. You grew tired of this little game and detested his feigned ignorance in front of everyone. The thrill had faded and had you yearning for something more stable, something more grounded.
Gradually, your attention soon shifted to Olmar, the son of Master Ketil and the heir to the vast farm. You were not blind to him fawning over you and his feeble attempts to impress you with his shockingly bad swordsmanship. It was best for him to remain here and you made sure it would happen.
Everyone was mortified to see you be more receptive to Olmar's affections.
"Hey, wasn't that cute thing hanging around you these past days?" Fox remarked casually one day. Snake simply gave him a cold glare before barking at him to do his job.
In truth, Snake had been noticing you and Olmar getting more and more closer each day. The sight of you two stirred a sense of envy within him despite him maintaining a nonchalant facade.
You were the one good thing in his life. In the midst of routine and tedium, your presence did bring joy to him. He didn't know why he even hid the relationship in the first place. Perhaps he believed he wasn't worthy of you or that he didn't deserve a fulfilling family life. These self-doubts and insecurities lingered in his mind, clouding his judgment and causing him to keep his emotions concealed.
So one day, Snake reached his breaking point and decided to interrupt you and Olmar's talk.
"Please move aside, young master" he muttered pushing past the skinnier and mortified Olmar without even sparing him a glance.
He proceeded to kneel in front of you, causing everyone around you to stop working as they looked at the strange sight.
"Uh, Snake, what are you doing?" Fox chuckled nervously as he looked at his brothers who stared slack-jawed at this uncharacteristic display.
With all eyes now on Snake, a hushed silence fell over the surrounding crowd.
"Listen," Snake murmured, his face flushed much to your shock and his voice tinged with nervousness. "I can't keep hiding this anymore and I can't bear to see you off with anyone else. I love you so will you marry me?"
Your eyes widened in astonishment as he opened his palm, revealing a stunning ring that sparkled in the light. A gasp escaped your lips and tears instantly flooded your eyes.
"Yes, you fool!" you replied, prompting cheers from everyone. Even Snake's men who found the whole thing to be incredulous could not help but feel happy for their boss.
You were waiting nervously on the bed, your heart fluttering with apprehension. As you sat there, lost in your thoughts, the door to the room creaked open, revealing Snake standing in the doorway. His eyes were heavy with lust and desire, making you squeeze your thighs together.
Snake then walks up to you and kisses you lightly on the lips, causing you to close your eyes and melt into his embrace. You kiss him again more deeply this time as he lifts you up and sets you down at the end of your bed, pulling your legs onto his lap so that your thighs straddle his hips.
Feeling bold, you pull down your shift over your shoulders and delighted in the way Snake's eyes darkened with desire.
"I really am a fortunate man" he said breathily. Snake's rough hands smoothed over the soft skin between your breasts, causing goosebumps to appear from his touch.
You moan sweetly as he sucks on your tits, feeling his hot tongue glide over your sensitive nipples and you felt yourself getting even more wet down there. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you guide his mouth back to yours so that you can deepen the kiss to which he eagerly reciprocated.
However, Snake wanted to take charge so he spread your legs, placing them on each side of his hips as he kissed and licked his way up your thighs. Snake then ran a finger along your wet folds and teased your clit, eliciting a gasp from you. His long fingers enter you, stretching your walls.
"Good girl" he whispers in your ear, making you tighten around him.
"Ahhh!" you breathed out heavily, your mind consumed by wanting him to just take you already.
Soon enough, Snake had entered you making you wince slightly at his large size. However, he was gentle, letting you adjust slowly to his size and you were able to find pleasure. Afterwards, Snake found his rhythm as he continually thrusted into you.
He truly did feel grateful to have you as his wife and the thought of you waiting for him bought him so much joy. However, his thoughts could not help but go to more lewd places, like you being heavy with his child. His mouth watered at the thought of your leaking breasts and your swollen belly, making him even more possessive of you.
While thinking this, his thrusts became much rougher and more powerful, causing you to stutter and moan underneath him. Snake enjoyed how your delicate body would spasm around him.
"Oh, Snake!" you felt his cum flood inside you, some leaking out.
"Hey, keep it all in," he laughed, kissing you passionately.
"Will we have kids?" you find yourself asking him shyly.
"We can keep going since my wife wants to be more thorough" you blush heavily at this eliciting a smirk from Snake as he continues to tease you throughout the night
thorgil x reader please, where hes only soft for her mb some nsfw? im in love with ur vinland saga posts. Hope your requests arent closed
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Thorgil was a formidable figure, striking fear into the hearts of all those who resided on the farm. With each return, he bore new scars, his presence even more terrifying than before. Yet the one thing that remained unwavering was his love for you.
it baffled everyone. You were a sweet and gentle thing,content in the quiet tranquillity of the farm life. Unlike Thorgil who left to serve under the King. Nevertheless, Thorgil was inexplicably enamoured by you. Since your childhood, his adoration for you had been as apparent as the sky's hue. Witnessing such an intimida ting figure crumble in the presence of a girl amused all who observed.
Whenever he came back, he would never fail to see you first before he would meet his family. Thorgil pushed past your terrified parents and siblings' who gulped at the large sword slung over broad shoulders. Thorgil ignored the commotion, instead he would reach over to your smaller form to pick you up from behind. He would plant a deep kiss, prompting a cute squeal from you.
Thorgil would then whisks you away to your room where it would remain locked in your room. Of course, your parents were mortified at their unmarried daughter being in a locked room alone with a man. However, they could not do much unless they want to be on the receiving end of Thorgil's wrath. He would cradle you close to him, listening to you talking about your day excitedly. Nothing in the world would ever compare to being with you in his arms.
What would be close enough to compare was him spreading your legs wide while he lapped hungrily at your pussy. You tried to keep your stammers in but it was no use. Thorgil loved to hear your voice screaming for him and by the end of the night, he would have the whole farm hear you do just that.
By the end of your lovemaking, your sweaty bodies would be entangled in the sheets. Thorgil's muscular arms would wrap possessively around your frame, holding you close to his chest. From the steady beating of his heart, you would be slowly lulled to sleep in his arms.
WARNINGS: f!reader, snake being an asshole and a product of his time, he's kinda mean in this one, age gap, choking, rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, size difference, degradation, praise
Ever since that wonderful night with Snake, you had been in good spirits. You had eagerly helped your mother more with your chores and have even volunteered to accompany Arnheid to your grandfather's house, much to your family's bafflement.
Your mother on the other hand was pleased, finally thinking that you were starting to become more responsible. If only she knew. You used every excuse to see Snake as much as possible during the day. His gross friends would give you knowing jeers and slimy smirks which you hated. Their eyes often raked over your body whenever you moved past. But any discomfort would disappear when you see Snake's handsome face. You knew he would never let them do anything to you.
Snake often gave you a charming smile that made your head spin and heart beat faster. He had been a lot more subtle with his affections, like slightly holding onto your waist when he wants to get past you which made goosebumps rise on your skin or he would place his hand discreetly on your thigh whenever you had dinner with einar, thorfinn and arnheid at your grandfather's place. You made a light squeak at that, making you blush when everyone turned to look at you in puzzlement.
However your favourite moment is when you and Snake finally have the time for yourselves at night. He would sneak into your room again and you would be ready for him. All the teasing, slight touches and smiles would immediately erupt into him kissing you, leaving you breathless.
He easily picks you up and threw you on your bed, making you squeak in embarrassment. Most of the time he treats you gently, making you forget how strong he truly is. During sex, he would be king and gentle, littering kisses to your neck while whispering that you were his sweet girl.
After every time you two fucked, you would lie on top of him, softly tracing your delicate fingers over his scarred chest and leaving a kiss for each one.
"What are you doing?" Snake chuckled, gently stroking your hair.
You smiled, eyes sparkling with adoration. "I am counting your scars" you retorted playfully. "They tell stories so I want to hear all about it"
Your words resonated deep within Snake's heart, stirring emotions he had long buried beneath layers of duty and sacrifice. His expression softened when he looked at you, tracing his fingers lightly along your soft cheeks. You were going to be the death of him.
Slowly he leaned in, closing the distance, his lips meeting yours in a tender and loving kiss. You lay there together, their bodies intertwined, your kisses planting seeds of acceptance and love upon his battle-scarred chest. In the intimacy of that shared moment, Snake found solace, the walls around his heart crumbling, replaced by a newfound trust and connection.
However, there were sides of Snake which you could not comprehend or understand. He was a gentle and kind with her yet he had a different face for everyone else.
Her brother, Thorgil had arrived. His face with a fresh scar from his latest battle and was holding a heavy sword. He was still just as frightening as you last saw him. You hid behind your father on the horse, clutching onto his cloak.
"You grew up quite a bit last time I saw you" Thorgil leered down at you. You mustered up a shy smile and found it in yourself to greet him. Thorgil guffawed at that, saying you remind him of a rabbit, making you blush with tears threatening to sprout from your eyes while Ketil scolds him.
Just then Snake arrived, handsome as ever, making you sigh in relief. Snake was easy-going and was able to get on with Thorgil of all people who greeted him like they were good friends. He gave you a secret smiles, soothing you, eliciting a sweet smile at him.
However, your smile dropped when Snake revealed that he had caught two thieves. The so-called thieves were no more than two starving children. Why would he tie those two children up like that?
After the beating the poor boy had endured which you could barely stand to watch, you went to the barn where the brother and sister were staying, to secretly give them a warm and hearty meal. Your heart broke seeing the little girl trying to tend to her bruised brother.
As you exited carefully to not alert the two children, you bumped into Snake, making you gasp. He looked at you with an impassive expression which made you look down, feeling like a scolded child.
"What were you doing there?" he asked with a brow up.
"I was just giving them food" you whispered softly, not wanting to look up. "I felt sorry for them. They were only children, was there any reason for them to go through such harsh beating"
"It's the way things are ran, you need some level of order to keep peace around here, even if the culprit is a child" Snake's eyes then softened and he flashed that smile that made your knees weak. "Come here"
He engulfed you in a warm embrace, making you blush heavily. Your eyes instinctively darted around your surroundings in fear that your mother would come from the corner.
"Don't worry, nobody will find us here, it's dark" he whispered, sensing your worries. Then he leaned back to grasp your chin to place a kiss on your lips.
"You are so cute when you get so fired up" his eyes, glinting with amusement. You could only giggle back unsurely, just happy to be back in his arms again.
Today was a mess. Arnheid's husband had returned after brutally murdering his masters. Fear gripped as you clung onto Arnheid, shielding her from the sight of the bloodied and terrifying man who rode in. Snake had arrived soon after, storming in with anger burning hotter than you had ever witnessed. His words to Arnheid was laced with a chilling threat. This made your heart clench painfully seeing the man you loved transform to someone so frightening. In one swift blow, Snake subdued the struggling Gardar, leaving you shivering at the display of his power. Afterwards that night, you had comforted Arnheid, holding her in your arms as she cried bitterly. She had also confided in you about being pregnant with none other than your father's baby, making you want to gag. However you still comforted for she was your friend and her baby was to be your own sibling.
Now, you found yourself lying on your soft bed, dressed in your nightgown, your thoughts consumed by the day's events. Absentmindedly twirling strands of your hair, you couldn't shake the haunting images of the bloodied Gardar and the terrified face of Arnheid, who was torn between her loyalty to her husband and her unborn child. Suddenly, a figure slid into your room, startling you. Panic briefly surged through you until relief washed over you, realizing that it was only Snake.
Attempting to summon a warm smile, you approached him cautiously, though his appearance filled you with trepidation. He was drenched from head to toe, rainwater dripping off him, and his expression was an unsettling mask of blankness. Yet, beneath that facade, you could sense a simmering rage and deep frustration emanating from him. Part of you wanted to retreat back to the safety of your bed, but you summoned the courage to reach out to him.
"Snake?" you prodded gently, holding his cold and wet hands into your warm ones, trying to warm him up. "Are you alright?"
Snake turned to look at you and you felt chills run down your spine. His eyes held a fiery anger that seemed to linger, not even softening when they landed upon your face.
He then inched closer to you, the older man's presence seemed to envelop your bedroom and made you feel small and delicate. There was an undeniable sense of fear, knowing that this man, whom you cared deeply for, was capable of such ferocity. Yet, there was also an undeniable allure, an electrifying magnetism that drew you closer despite your own apprehension. You looked up at him with a mixture of fear and arousal, much to your shame. Anger did suit Snake. You had dropped to your bed, causing you to squeak.
Snake's towering presence loomed over you, the intensity of his gaze sending a chill down your spine. His proximity made your heart race, and conflicting emotions swirled within you. There was an undeniable sense of fear, knowing that this man, whom you cared deeply for, was capable of such ferocity. Yet, there was also an undeniable allure, an electrifying magnetism that drew you closer despite your own apprehension.
You couldn't help but feel a twinge of shame, an internal battle against the part of you that found this display of anger attractive. The way his features contorted, the fire in his eyes—it was a side of him you hadn't seen before, and it stirred something within you that you couldn't fully comprehend.
As you dropped onto your bed, a mixture of surprise and nervousness caused a small sound to escape your lips. The sound only seemed to deepen the intensity in Snake's eyes, his gaze piercing into your very soul.
Snake pulled you up to then grab your face and kissed you furiously, your plump and soft lips met his cold ones suddenly. You moan in the kiss, clutching onto his wet clothes tightly and your tongues danced. Snake, however, refused for you to be in charge of anything and instead ripped your nightgown open, revealing your naked body.
You did not know why you were so mortified. You had been naked in front of Snake many times in this very room. However today felt different as Snake was frightening to her today.
You so desperately wanted to please him so you allowed his rough hands to roam your voluptuous body's soft and warm skin, holding him close.
"Good girl," he said, his voice hoarse and gruff, as he groped one of your plump tits and rolled your nipples. You smile, feeling butterflies in your belly and he kisses you with the same intensity as before, leaving you breathless. Snake looked at you with your lips swollen and turned you around to make you face the bed.
"Ah, Snake!" you moaned when he spread your legs from the back and roughly put his cock inside you. Snake held on to your curvy hips and squeezed the flesh there, before thrusting into you roughly.
"Fuck!" he gritted out, while pounding you, making you moan in jitters. He then grabbed your hair in his fist, making him be able to fuck you even deeper, hitting all your sweet spots.
"You little slut, you like that, don't you?" Snake snarled. Your heart slightly clenched at the harsh words he said as indicated by your lips wobbling. However, you felt ashamed by the slick gathering at your pussy when he said so. Snake also seemed to notice. For this, he slapped your ass multiple times, making it jiggle. You winced at that, he had a very strong hand.
"You're a dirty whore, getting wet for that," he said, whispering into your ear while grasping your hair even more tightly, making your head tilt back. You had begun to sob and hiccup from the pleasure you had gotten from the delicious mixture of rough fucking and his degrading words.
"N-no, I am not a whore, I am only yours" you gasped out, barely being able to get those words out of your mouth while trying to keep your moans at bay. The last thing you wanted was for your mother to come barging in to see her youngest daughter getting fucked by their much older farm hand.
"Are you now?" he retorted, flipping you over causing you to squeal. He was quick to grab both of your legs to wrap it around his waist. Snake then pressed both of your thighs back into your chest, startling you.
"This feels weird" you said, sniffling.
"Tough," he said, positioning his cock into your pussy. He only needed one arm to push both of your legs down making you flush how large he was compared to your form.
"Don't think about dropping them or else" he said quietly while coming on top of you to fuck you even deeper.
"M-Mmh.. Snake!" you gasped out, already feeling tired. However, his appetite for you is stronger compared to the other nights you two have shared so you resign yourself for yet another sleepless night.
His strong hips met yours in an erratic motion, making you moan sweetly at the fast pace. Snake's nails dug deep into the plush skin of your thighs as he relentlessly pounded into you, making no indication that he would stop any time soon.
"You're all mine, do you hear me?" he snarled in your ear, his pace quickening as you felt an orgasm just about to reach for you. "Say that you're mine"
"I am all yours" you wailed out, orgasming in bliss. However Snake only resumed.
"Snake, its too much!"
"Shut up" he simply said, pushing a calloused hand to wrap his long fingers around your delicate neck while he fucked you hard. There was no way to move as he kept one hand firmly on your thighs, rendering you useless and you sit there pliantly.
Snake lied down next to you, his chest going up and down, soothing you while you stroked his chest. You looked at him intently, wanting him to confide in you to say what was going on with him.
"What is it," he asks quietly, looking at you from the corner of his eyes.
"What's wrong" you implored, feeling a surge of courage. "You've been angry ever since you arrived"
"Fucking Arnheid and that husband of hers" he gritted out. "I told those idiots to not underestimate him and now they have gotten killed"
Your heart ached for Snake. Despite what he tries to come across as, he does care deeply for his men, however deplorable they may be.
"I am going to find him and kill him"
You fidgeted nervously at that, feeling uncomfortable with the uncharacteristic bloodlust of his.
"Snake, he is still her husband," you said quietly. "Arnheid has no one, must you punish her too by taking away her only family"
Snake's eyes burned with anger as he turned to face you. The intensity in his gaze unsettles you to the core.
"Just whose side are you on," he asked, his voice laced with an icy edge that cut through the air like a knife. His words hung heavily, challenging your loyalty.
"Snake" you began, your voice trembling slightly. "I am not trying to take sides, I just want you to-"
"This isn't just about taking sides" Snake retorted sharply. "It's about trust. Can I trust you to understand what I am going through? Or trust you to support my decisions, even if they go against your beliefs?"
Snake then got up, putting on his shirt and lacing up his boots.
"But then again what was I even expecting? You're just some sheltered girl who has no idea about the world she is in. Those men you are so repulsed by are the reason why are you are even sleeping safe at night"
His scathing words left a bitter taste in your mouth. You looked at him with indignant anger.
"Those precious men of yours are the reason why I hardly feel safe whenever I come near you. God knows what Arnheid feels" you gritted out. "Please get out of my room."
Snake's face contorted with a mix of anger, hurt and regret. His eyes darted briefly to your withdrawn figure before he turned away, his departure swift.
toji sets his sights on you and just can't look away!
✎ tags: mdni!, smut, female reader, maybe tw for stepcest (toji dates your mom)?, age gap (reader is college age, toji is probably late-30's), kind of dubious consent, infidelity, loss of virginity, unsafe sex, kind of obsessive!toji, pet names, breeding kink, corruption kink, dacryphilia, reader definitely has daddy issues (but no daddy kink)
✎ word count: 5k words (might have gotten a little carried away. but it's proofread!)
✎ author's note: something about jjk characters makes me have the worst, filthiest thoughts i've ever had, but i'm not upset about it. also genuinely surprised that this turned out to be 5k words i thought it would be like 2k max ( 〃▽〃) . . . toji brings out the best and worst in me <3
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♡ when toji first lays eyes on you, it's sick how fast he starts thinking dirty thoughts. your mother and you are his new neighbors, coming over to say "hi" and introduce yourselves. your mother looked to be around his age, while you looked like you were probably in college (she must have had you when she was young like he had with megumi), but the way you half-hid yourself behind your mom wasn't helping you look any older.
♡ your mom makes you introduce yourself to him and you do so shyly, calling him "mr. zenin", barely making eye contact with the man that was a full head and a half taller than you. he smiles down at you and sticks out his hand, and after a moment you shakily take it, his engulfing yours completely. he could easily pin down both your hands with one of his. hell, he could pin down your whole body with one of his hands. he lingers a little too long, and you retreat a little further behind your mom after he lets go, your face an adorable shade of red.
♡ toji only half-listens to your mother rambling on, mostly just staring at you and being grateful that his shirt was long enough to cover his boner. he tuned in when she talked about how you went to college but still lived with her because it wasn't far. he also listened to when your mother mentioned her job took her across the country or even out of it a lot of the time. oh, so many thoughts were already forming in his head. toji could get quite creative when he wanted to.
♡ he can tell your mom is attracted to him when she juts out her chest and mentions her deadbeat ex-husband more than once. so he exchanges numbers with her and flirts a little. he's a single man, what else is he to do?
♡ toji figures out that, by the grace of god it seems, your bedroom is the one with the window directly across from his, and you don't seem to realize that your pink lace curtains are see-through. it really just kept getting better for him, didn't it? he absolutely watches your silhouette of you changing, watching your little figure take your shirt and shorts off, imagining he was in the room with you. if he were there, he wouldn't have to watch you put on other clothes. he would take off your clothes for you, probably rip them a little too (on accident, of course). he would make sure you didn't put anything on for a good long time, except maybe some cute lingerie. or a collar.
♡ he takes the time to work up to dating your mom. toji's a patient man, he can wait to get his hands on you. distance makes the heart grow fonder, right? and the better he gets to know your mother, the better he gets to know you, too. oh, she raves about you, of course! a model student and such a good girl, never getting into any trouble, always focusing on your schoolwork. you graduated top of your class in high school, and were on track to do the same in college. her baby was basically a genius! toji's heart swelled to hear about just how much of a good girl you were.
♡ it's not long before he's at your dinner table with your mother and you and a wonderful home-cooked meal. the woman that he's supposed to be looking at luckily talks enough that she doesn't realize toji is staring at you the whole time. you practically squirm in your chair under his gaze, hardly saying a word unless you were spoken to. he asks you normal questions, like how's school going, oh you're in your last year? any plans after college? he loves hearing your meek voice stutter out your answers. your mom has to tell you to speak up and you get that cute redness in your cheeks again, raising your voice just the slightest bit. you still called him "mr. zenin", so he tells you to just call him toji. you nod, but you don't actually say his name after that.
♡ at the end of the meal, he of course insists on cleaning up himself, and he's in the kitchen with a grin when he hears your mother telling you to help him clean up. you mumble something he can't hear, and your mom responds with "he is not scary, now go help him!" and he laughs a little. he'll make sure you aren't scared of him for long.
♡ you shuffle in with a few more dirty dishes and place them next to the sink, then look around for something to do before awkwardly picking up a rag and starting to dry what he had already washed. after a little bit of silence, toji strikes up some friendly conversation. "so, are you really liking college? your mom has been telling me all about how well you're doing. she's always talking about how much of a good girl you are," he says. the way your face once again got red was something toji needed to see more often. you seem to stop dead in your tracks and malfunction a bit when he calls you a "good girl", and you stutter something like "uh, yeah, it's- it's been good. she... actually said all that?" he wants to feel how you'll clench around him when he calls you a good girl as you take his thick cock. "yeah, she did," he says with a chuckle. "what? does she not say it to you a lot?" you shake your head no. poor baby, no one was telling you how great of a job you were doing. toji will, though. he'll praise you all night long when you manage to fit all of him inside you.
♡ he starts coming over more after that. he notices that (when asked first) you start telling him more about your achievements in college, like when you ace an exam or your professors write good feedback on your essays. and of course, he's always there to tell you what a great job you did; sometimes he adds in the words "good girl", just for fun. he even starts getting little smiles out of you, tiny at first, but they started spreading to your pretty eyes not too long after. you even start calling him "toji", finally. his name sounds so good coming out of your mouth, he wants to hear you say it while he's got his head shoved between your squishy thighs.
♡ it takes months, months of toji jerking himself off to every filthy thought imaginable about you, months of getting you to warm up to him, months of convincing your mother that he really was into her. it all pays off when the worst storm of the season rolls in. it's around 10pm when your mom calls him from halfway across the country, worried about you because she heard about the storm. apparently, you'll "freak out" if the power goes out. you get paranoid easily, she says. toji tells her not to worry, he'll check on you. he grabs his keys and coat and is knocking on your door within two minutes, albeit drenched in rain water. he sees you peak around the curtain of the window next to the door before you open it, asking him what he was doing here. "your mom asked me to check on you. says you scare easy." she was absolutely right, but you still huffed indignantly.
♡ you let him in, of course, and ask him if he wants a change of clothes. you say your mom probably has some of her ex's old clothes lying around that might fit him. he says sure and asks if he could shower, too. you stutter out a "yeah" and lead him to the bathroom, showing him where the towels and soaps were, accidentally brushing against him in the tight space. he can feel how intense your heartbeat is, just for a second. it makes toji want to smooth his hands all over your body, dig into the knots in your back and make it slow before he raises it even higher. you scurry off to your moms room to find a change of clothes for him.
♡ it takes you awhile to dig out something that might fit him, a black t-shirt and gray sweatpants. it takes you so long, in fact, that he's out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around his waist, opening the door just when you're about to leave the clothes on the floor. he thinks your nose might actually start bleeding when you see him shirtless, and it's the cutest thing he's ever seen. part of him thinks it would be funny to just drop the towel, but you scare easy. you hand him the clothes and speed-walk to the living room before he can thank you.
♡ toji gets changed into the t-shirt that clings to his skin and the sweatpants that are loose but will definitely show the imprint of his dick as soon he sits down. luckily, your couch has pillows. he finds you in the living room, your legs curled up to your chest as you look through netflix for something to watch. he plops down right beside you, making sure to grab a pillow for his lap, putting a foot up on the coffee table. you ask him if he's staying, and he says of course, what if the power goes out? do you know how to use the circuit breaker? you say you sort of do. he clicks his tongue and declares he's staying. you just hand him the tv remote and tell him to choose something to watch. you always let him take the lead with everything.
♡ it takes a lot of back and forth of him teasing you for never knowing what to watch and you just repeating "just put on whatever you want!", and when you finally do decide on something, the power goes out. you let out a squeak and instinctively press yourself closer to him, but he's wrapping an arm around you and saying softly that it's alright, it'll come back on soon. he can see your worried expression from the streetlights shining in faintly, and he reaches up to lightly pinch your cheek, muttering that you're so cute like this.
♡ "you think- you think 'm cute?" you ask quietly, and he nods with a smirk. "mhm, think you're adorable. such a pretty girl," he says, leaning in just a little closer. his large hand that takes up half your face is in your hair now, tangling his fingers in it and playing with it a little. you're so warm, heating up the more he touched you. his other hand rubs your back, slowly going lower, inch by inch. he can see his touch having an effect on you, a very, very positive one. your breathing gets a little bit quicker. he can feel your heartbeat through your back.
♡ "think you're the prettiest girl i've ever seen." the hand on your back is coming back up, to your shoulder and grazing past your neck to cup the side of your jaw and stroke his thumb over your soft cheek. "do you not think you're pretty, baby?" you definitely notice the pet name, but you don't say anything about it, just look down and shake your head a little. "oh, princess, can't have that now." he guides your head back up to make you look at him again with wide eyes. "i can show you. you're gonna let me show you how pretty you are, right baby?"
♡ you give a tiny nod and he kisses you, and god, toji is in love with your lips. they're so soft and sweet, and he can't help but move a hand to the back of your neck to pull you in deeper, greedily swallowing the little noises you made. he finds it cute how you struggle to keep up with him, how a whimper escapes you when one of his overly-sharp canines catches your lip. he wants to mark you all over with them, claim every part of your body as his, listen to you yelp when he sinks them in almost too deep.
♡ toji draws away and laughs when you try to follow him, taking in your dazed look, red lips shiny with his and your spit and blown pupils. "aw, sweet girl, you already look so fucked out. haven't even done anything to you yet," he mumbles as he starts kissing down your jaw and around your neck. the pillow is gone and he's picking you up effortlessly to put you on his lap, facing him. he's obsessed with how small you are compared to him. you're trying so hard to hold back more noises, and your hands go to his broad shoulders, as if you were going to push him away (not that it would do anything, he's got an arm wrapped around your back now). but you don't, you just gasp out a whiny "what about my mom and you?" and he draws back a little to look you in the eye, lips hovering just over yours again. "'m just showin' you how pretty you are, baby. she doesn't appreciate you enough, does she? i can, so much better, princess. we can keep it secret, right?" he says, his voice low and rumbling and you look hypnotized.
♡ you nodded a little with an "mhm" and he smiles, kissing you again. he takes his time with you, as agonizing as it is, but he needs to work you open. your mom was going to be gone for another few days still, and he had already waited this long. when he pulled away again he went straight to kissing down the other side of your neck, using his hand still in your hair to move your baggy shirt to expose more skin. he uses the other one around your waist to press you into him a little more and down enough to feel his hard dick through your shorts and his pants. it forces a little gasp out of you and your grip on his shoulders tightens, balling his shirt. "toji, i've never- haven't done this before," you mumble. he knows, of course, he knew it from the start, could practically smell it on you.
♡ "'s okay, princess, i'll go slow. i'll be so gentle with you, promise," he mumbles into your skin, his hands all over your body, in your hair and on your back and your arms and under your breasts, over your stomach. it's almost overwhelming to you. his hands end up grabbing you under your thighs, just below your ass, and you let out a yelp and wrapped your arms around his neck tight when he stands up with you. "c'mon, baby, can't show you how pretty you are in here." he brings you to your room, glad to see there's a little bit of streetlight coming in too here. he sits down on the edge of your cushy bed with you still in his lap, lathering your collarbone with attention.
♡ his hands are rubbing your hips, edging underneath your shirt and pressing you down more and more against his aching cock. "feel how hard you get me, sweet girl? 's cause you're so damn cute," he breathes, and he's so happy when you start shakily grinding down against him, your legs spread so wide by his. he's been waiting for this for so fucking long, and now he's finally in your room, finally inching your shirt over your head for you. toji's scar stretches with his smile when he sees you aren't wearing a bra, and he catches the arm that tries to cover yourself up. "mm-mm, princess, gotta see all of ya." he puts your hand back on his shoulder and uses his to grope the tit he's not sucking and nipping and licking at. your body twitches and a dainty hand goes to his hair, and you're finally moaning for him, whimpering his name when he tugs a little too hard with his teeth.
♡ the power comes back on on it's own just as your nipples are starting to get sore, your fairy lights taped around the edge of the ceiling lighting the room up with a soft glow. toji detaches himself from you and smiles. "can finally fuckin' see ya again, 'bout time," he mumbles, going right back to what he was just doing. you whine and your grip on his hair and shoulder get a little bit tighter, but his hands don't let you move in any direction except closer to him. he keeps going, too busy thinking about how gorgeous your tits will look when they're swollen with milk, how sweet they already are and how much sweeter they will be, until you tug on his hair a little and say his name between sharp breaths. he finally lets up and his hands go to your waist and hips.
♡ he helps guide you while you grind down on him, just taking in how you close your eyes and let out sweet little gasps whenever he bumps your clit through your shorts and underwear. "gonna let me take these off of ya, sweet girl?" he murmurs, his hands massaging your thighs and ass, waiting impatiently for you to nod again before he picks you up again and lays you down on your bed. he's just glad it's a queen size; enough space for him to fuck you most ways he wants.
♡ he follows your shorts and underwear down your legs with his mouth, committing all your embarrassed squeaks to memory. you try to close your legs once he has everything off but of course he doesn't let you. toji's smile doesn't leave his face while he's taking your thighs in his hands to spread them apart, leaving one to smooth a hand over your belly. "prettiest girl i've ever fuckin' seen," he says again, watching his hand go to spread your little pussy apart. his thumb grazes your clit and your hips jerk and he laughs. "so damn sensitive. never had anyone down here, baby, not even to eat this pretty pussy out?" you can't even look at him when you shake your head. if it's possible, his dick gets even harder. "good. dumbass frat boys couldn't ever do it like i can."
♡ once toji finally gets his mouth on your soaked cunt he doesn't think he's capable of stopping. you're practically dripping onto the bed, and he's there to lick every drop up, swallowing it happily and coaxing as much more as he can out of you with his tongue. your body is already writhing, you already have your hands in his hair, you're already crying out for him, and he's in a state of euphoria.
♡ he stops for a moment and you're about to ask what's wrong before he's muttering about how the bed is "too damn short" and you're being dragged down to the edge. your noise of surprise turns into a gasp when he starts sucking on your clit again, now kneeling on the floor. toji throws your legs over his shoulders and holds down the top of one to keep you in place, his other hand coming back to your pussy. his middle finger is slowly sinking into you and he moans into you when he feels how tight you are; his hand is never going to be enough to get himself off after this. when he starts working in a second finger you cum; you can feel it everywhere in you, taking over your body and your head (you think you may get addicted to this, to toji doing this to you).
♡ of course, toji doesn't stop after you've cum once. he gives you a little break, despite being so close to breaking himself. he's so close to letting himself loose on you, so close to digging his fingers in just bit too hard and sinking his teeth in too deep. somehow, he manages to just rub your hips and nip at your inner thighs. you mewl out his name and try to pull him back up to you but he doesn't budge, instead laughing and shaking his head. "not yet, princess, you're still way too tight." he pushes two fingers back in, his mouth hovering back over your clit. "wouldn't want to rip you in half, would we?" you stopped listening the second he started back up on your still-sensitive clit, throwing your head back and grabbing his hair again. "ah-h, toji, wait-!" he wasn't listening either.
♡ he doesn't let up until he makes you cum with three fingers (twice) and you're nearly crying from overstimulation. the only words you seem to be able to form at this point are "toji" and "please", and toji thinks this is his new favorite version of you. eventually, when he runs out of patience and he deems that it won't hurt that much, he finally lets you come down from the high he'd kept you on. he leaves one more mark on your thigh before he stands up to strip himself down quick, releasing a breath of relief when his aching cock is finally freed.
♡ it takes a moment for toji to decide how to take you. in all the months he waited and thought about this, he never could decide on this part. he would have you ride him, if your legs weren't still shaking. he decided to just say "fuck it" and go with missionary; easier to see your cute expressions like that. toji moves you back up the bed and climbs over you, smiling and cooing down at your watery eyes and his favorite shade of red painting your skin. he wraps your legs around your waist and brings his hands to cup your face again.
♡ "aw, what's wrong, baby? you were beggin' me for somethin' just a minute ago, what was it? hm, princess? c'mon, use your words." you mumble out a little "please", and toji shakes his head. "'please' what? you want more, 's that what you're tryin' to say? c'mon baby, tell me you want more," he says, one of his huge hands grabbing your jaw, putting the lightest amount of pressure on it. your eyes widen a bit and you nod, squeaking out a "more, toji, please!" and his cheeks start to hurt from how wide his smile grows.
♡ he took a moment to appreciate the view of his dick resting heavy on your stomach, a before-shot of how deep he'll reach inside of you. his head came to just below your belly button; toji could have came just from that. he notices you're still just looking at him and he takes one of your hands and wraps it around his cock for you, and you finally look down at it. he wishes he could take a picture of your face, it's both hilarious and incredibly cute. "toji, 's not- not gonna fit," you mumble as he moves your hand up and down it. he laughs a little. "we'll make it fit, princess, don't worry." he's gathering both your hands now in one of his and pinning them over your head. "it'll only hurt for a minute, then it'll feel so good, baby, i promise. not gonna want me to ever stop." toji rubs his dick through the folds of your pussy, covering it in your own arousal, his head brushing your clit and making you whine. "all ya gotta do is lay here all pretty and take it for me, you can do that, right baby? i know you can, bein' such a good girl for me." you're melting and practically dripping from his words and he lines his head up to start pushing into you.
♡ your hands squeeze his just about as tight as your tiny pussy does around the head of his cock once it pops in. toji kisses you and moans while you gasp, and he pushes in a little more, and you already feel like this would be enough. he's so thick; his fingers had felt so big to you, but now that just made you feel dumb. he draws back an inch just to push in two more and your legs are tightening around his waist. you're making cute little noises while he pushes your jaw up to mark more of your neck. he's everywhere, surrounding your entire body with his, not giving you an inch to move. you feel him everywhere, inside and out, and he's so deep inside you, and he still has a couple inches to go.
♡ his hips finally meet your thighs and toji thinks he's found heaven. he was so elated to have you how he wanted you, ecstatic that his months of work had finally paid off. he stops sucking on your neck to come nose-to-nose with you, his hold on your jaw loosening so he could thread his hand through your hair. "ohh, fuck, pretty girl, you're doin' so fuckin' good, bein' such a good girl for me," he breathed with a smile and hooded eyes. "does it hurt, princess? 'm sorry, it'll go away soon, baby, i promise. gonna feel so good in a minute. feels so good around me, so much better that i ever thought- shit, baby," he chokes out a moan when you're squeezing even tighter around him and you whine, trying to move your hips to get him to move.
♡ he starts moving, and he swears he tries to go slow, but it admittedly doesn't take long before he's really fucking you. "takin' it like a fuckin' champ, baby, my god. feels so fuckin' good. never leavin' this pussy, fuckin' never, princess. hah, sweet girl, don't squirm so much, how am i supposed to find all your good spots like that? that's it, baby, just take it for me. such a good fucking girl." his mouth gets filthy and it just doesn't stop running while he fucks any air and any thoughts out of your body. he's too deep, there's too much of him but it's so good that you just don't care. it's so much better than you thought it would be, toji makes it so much better than you thought it would be.
♡ you cum before long and he fucks you through it, holding your jaw to keep eye contact with you the entire time, obsessed with the tears threatening to fall from your wet lashes. he slows down as you come down and you think he's mercifully giving you a break when he pulls out, despite your cry of protest that he wants to make his ringtone. then he's picking you up and standing up with you to sit in front of your floor-length mirror with your back to his chest. "don't ya remember, baby? i gotta show you just how pretty you are," he says in your ear as he digs his hands into your hips and ass tight enough that there will definitely be bruises, but he's lining you up and pushing you down on his cock before you can whine about it. you're clawing at his arms and reaching behind you to grab his hair while he keeps sinking you down, and he watches with a salacious grin.
♡ "see, princess, see how pretty you are? bouncin' up and down on my cock like you were fuckin' made for it, you were, weren't you? fuckin' perfect fit. you look so perfect taking my cock, such a pretty girl. prettiest fuckin' girl i've ever seen. no, no, don't look away baby, watch how good you take my dick inside your tiny little pussy. that's it, princess. this pussy is mine now, right, baby? right? yeah, all mine now. gonna ruin you for any other man on the fuckin' planet."
♡ you came again and toji wasn't far behind you after that, practically using you like a toy at this point. you did your best to cling to him, but the only thing you could do in his hold was to watch and feel his fat cock bullying in and out of your pussy. babbles and moans were all you could manage now, and the only thing that would have made toji happier was if he had his phone in his hands to record it. he'd have plenty of chances later, anyways.
♡ "gonna let me cum in your pretty pussy, baby? aww, hah, too cock drunk to speak, huh? did i fuck you dumb already? mm, like you like this a lot, princess. so sweet for me. i'll fill you up with my cum as a reward, how's that sound? ha! your pussy likes that idea! squeezin' me so damn tight, you like that idea, don't you pretty girl? ohh, just be good and take it, just like that baby."
♡ he slams you down all the way on his cock and wraps his arms around you, grinding up into you hard, and you feel your belly get warm and somehow you feel even more full. you go limp against him, closing your eyes and whimpering with every twitch of his hips. it's just the mix of your heavy breathing for a few moments before toji's sitting back up from curling you both forward, looking in the mirror again.
♡ "aww, c'mon baby, you're letting it all leak out," he says, his voice gravelly and a bit heavier than before. when you don't open your eyes fast enough, his hand is in your hair and pulling it to make you look at where his cum is leaking out of you around his cock. and he's still hard.
♡ "guess i'll just have to fill you up again to make up for it, huh, pretty girl?"
₊˚ʚ♡ɞ˚₊ boss's daughter ₊˚ʚ♡ɞ˚₊ jealous!snake x reader
WARNINGS: f!reader, age gap, degradation, snake is kinda mean in this one, rough sex, unprotected sex
Snake seldom considered himself prone to anger, as most Norse men were. however, even he could not help the anger surging in him at the sight of you giggling so cutely with Einar at that old man's house. he struggled to suppress the urge to cut down Einar, managing to restrain himself.
You were a beautiful girl who had gotten plenty of attention from the men around the farm, especially from his own men who have not been with a woman for years. It shouldn't be a surprise to him that you spoke with everyone, because of your friendly nature. However, it ignited a fiery jealousy within him.
Since when did he get so sensitive? You seemed to have changed him in more ways than one. Whatever. He's going to punish you today for testing him.
That's how you found yourself on the table with your legs spread with your dress pulled up to show your tits while Snake pounds away into your quivering pussy.
"Snake-mmh!" you tried to keep your voice down. "They're going to hear us"
Your eyes were teary with embarrassment and mortification yet Snake had very little sympathy. It was evident by the way he went even faster, jolting your smaller body on the table. You shivered in arousal at the veins on his rough hands as they clutched your soft thighs to keep you in place from running away from his brutal fucking.
"You think I give a shit, keep quiet if it bothers you that much" he sneered down at you, flipping you around to rain down harsh spanks on your plump ass. You whined at this as he had a strong hand yet he only scoffed.
"Maybe your little friend, Einar would be happy to see you like this" he whispered in your ear, holding your face still. "Probably the closest thing he will have to you"
"No!" you squealed softly but you found yourself unable to speak further to justify yourself, your voice coming out strangled.
"Look at you" Snake smirked. "Already crying like a whore when I have yet to finish with you"
Snake gave you a tight slap on your pussy, making you jolt in surprise, whining. He could tell you were already so cock-drunk, wanting more and more of him. His large, rough palms smooth up and down over the soft skin of your belly.
"Do you feel me here?" Snake whispers to your cowering form as you held on for dear life on the table.
"Ye-yess, you're so deep!" you whimpered out, trying to meet his thrusts.
"Hey, I thought I told you to be quiet, you little slut" Snake scolds you harshly, gripping your hair tightly and setting a brutal pace. His well-defined hips slam into yours, making you squeal.
"Fuck, you're tight" he gritted out. "You know you really pissed me off today"
You looked up nervously and gulped at the increased pace of his cock hitting the sweet spots in your pussy. The harsh words he said weren't enough to distract you from the fact you were about to come apart in a matter of minutes.
"Are you gonna cry again?" Snake jeers mockingly. "I don't want to see another fucking tear on your pretty face, you fucking slut" He gripped you tighter, grinding your breasts together as he fucked faster. His breathing hitched as you writhed beneath him, arching your back in pleasure.
The pressure building within your lower abdomen increased, you could barely contain yourself now.
"Oh, God! Oh, yes!" you cried out weakly before your body convulses violently, writhing under the powerful stroke of his thick cock.
"Don't move" he muttered harshly into your neck, nipping lightly and licking around the mark. Then he continued pounding into your pussy until you screamed for mercy at last, tears streaming down your cheeks.
"Come on, baby" Snake said hoarsely, grabbing your leg above your knee and pumping in long, steady strokes. He kissed you hard and fast with every stroke until you panted breathlessly and begged him for release.
Your whole body shuddered with orgasm, tears staining your cheeks as the waves of pleasure took over. Snake continued to pound your pussy with abandon, his thick shaft spurting with each powerful thrust and causing his cum to shoot across your thighs and stomach. He collapsed on top of you with a grunt, tickling you with his rough stubble. After taking several minutes to calm himself, he slid out of you gently and you collapsed against the cold table, panting softly with exhausted bliss.
"Let's get you cleaned up," Snake says gruffly, his face softening and giving you a sweet kiss which you eagerly returned. You let him carry your tired body back to his room, laying in bed after he had dried you both off thoroughly and tucked you under the blankets. You cuddled him, placing your head on his chest as he ran his fingers through your locks to lull you to sleep.
"I only love you Snake" you whispered. "I promise I don't want anyone else" you stared up at him with those innocent and beguiling eyes of yours making him feel guilt but also a strange mixture of pride and love for making you feel this way about him.
Snake's heart clenched at the cute way you tried to assure him.
"I know that, my sweet girl," Snake said, kissing your forehead. "I love you more than anything else in the world"
