Hi, guys! hope y´all are doing good and drinking enough water <3
these past weeks on Tumblr, I haven´t been feeling comfortable, and I just felt like everythings was like going down for me.
Hi, guys! hope y´all are doing good and drinking enough water <3
these past weeks on Tumblr, I haven´t been feeling comfortable, and I just felt like everythings was like going down for me.
with that being said, i´ve decided to move blogs!
sofiakirstein ┈➤ @sofiafushiguro
cw: venting after the cut and explanation(?
I just haven´t been feeling like myself on here for a while, my fics are not going as expected, and basically my inspiration is 6 ft below lmaoooo, Right now I´m going thru a lot of changes in my life, and this blog feels odd to me now that I´m focusing on other things.
Ofc I won´t delete this blogs bc there´s some good stuff here hehehe, I´m just gonna archive it and push it aside. If we are mutuals feel free to hmu on my new blog whenever you want, I´ll let know a few people, anyways.
I´m waiting a few days till moving completely so you can still enjoy some of m reblogs lol
I think that´s it! I love you all, and thank you for everything <333
Puppy!Armin who needs reassurance after you come home smelling like Mika's puppy Ereh after you pet sat for her 🥺🐶
minors and ageless blogs dni
tags: x fem reader, puppy! Armin, hybrid, cunnilingus, fingering, porn drabble.
As soon as Armin heard the key in the front door he was already waiting for you anxiously, for the last three hours you've been gone pet sitting for your close friend Mikasa.
Her dog Eren was nosy, to say the least, his face was buried in your neck most of the time bathing you in his scent, he could smell Armin on you and even though you weren't his owner he still didn't like it.
"Hi, how are you?" You asked when you stepped inside kicking your shoes off before hanging your keys up. Armin's blonde furry ears flattened against his head while emitting a small whine, you frowned softly and gave him a head pat.
Quickly he grabbed your wrist pressing his nose into your palm before pulling away with a sour look on his face. "You smell like him, and he stinks." He said scrunching up his nose.
"Eren refuses a bath sometimes, it gives him ear infections. I told you I was going to be with him today, and he was cuddled up to me." You replied walking into the living room with Armin on your heels.
Something inside him flipped, a ton of images flashed through his mind that made his blood boil, Eren isn't yours, he is and he wants to make sure you knew that.
In a blink of an eye, you were bent over the arm of the couch with Armin kneeling behind you burying his nose in your cunt through your shorts while gripping the fat of your hips. "I don't like him, he was all over you, slobbering and probably wanting to hump you." He said in a quiet voice.
You gasped gripping the pillow when he yanked your shorts and panties down exposing your bare pussy to the cool air, a wave of goosebumps blanketed you pulling a shiver from you.
"That's my job, and this pussy is also mine to fuck. Tell me that I'm your favorite boy." Armin whispered tracing your lips with the tips of his fingers with wide eyes and an aching cock, he whined softly burying his nose in you again.
"Oh, Min! You're my only boy, don't worry, so precious and sweet to me. What would I do without you?" You asked and maoned.
Slowly he let his tongue loll out licking up and down your cunt gathering the arsoual, he swallowed thickly groaning, your taste drove him wild, and here he has you bent over and whining while spreading your legs wider.
He was sure to never miss swirling over the spots that made your toes curl and grip the cushions, long slender fingers splayed you open before prodding your slick hole, you squeezed your eyes shut and relaxed further, melting like ice cream on a hot summer day.
Armin was always reserved, but he was still loyal and stayed by your side, there to make sure nothing ever happened, but now he was giving into his animalistic side, letting it take over.
His fingers moved down to your ass giving it a light squeeze groaning into you, he sucked on your clit withdrawing his fingers, eager and desperate to make you cum just from his tongue.
"Armin!" You whined griding your cunt against his mouth, seeing this side of him opened up a part of you that surprised you.
With a few more strokes of his tongue, and his nose nudging against your clit and you were shaking under him, he held both of your hips again moving them up and down, he was growing impatient for your orgasm and the taste of it.
"Give me my reward," Armin begged with a needy but sharp tone that sent you over the edge flooding his mouth with a white cream that he lapped up with excitement and a leaky cock that made his boxers a mess but he can have them cleaned later.
You panted heavily still staying bent over the armrest as Armin kissed your back standing up and fixing your clothes. "I don't think Eren could ever make you feel like that." He whispered.
dilf!nanami who watches you move in next door, struggling to lift the heavy boxes on your own. like the attentive and helpful neighbour he is, he offers you a helping hand. wouldn’t hurt to help a pretty young thing like you, right?
dilf!nanami who can’t help but stare at your hips in those leggings as you bend down to pick up the boxes. it hugs your curves perfectly and gives such a nice view of your ass
dilf!nanami who tells you he’s divorced and let his ex-wife and two kids have the bigger apartment. they parted ways on good terms. what he doesn’t tell is that the attraction, passion and love faded between them, leaving him aching for something new
dilf!nanami who swears you’re flirting with him every time he sees you leaving the apartment. you’re batting your pretty eyelashes at him, asking him how he’s been doing. you look so innocently up at him, yet the tone in which you speak to him sounds seductive and sultry
dilf!nanami who’s still in shape, his blonde hair with silver streaks always kept neat. every time you see him he wears a crisp shirt and slacks with an expensive watch, his musky and intoxicating perfume making your head spin
dilf!nanami who’s at home on a friday night, hearing a hesitant knock in his door. putting down his glass of wine, he walks to the door. you’re standing there in a tight dress, all dolled up, telling him you forgot your keys at home.
dilf!nanami who invites you in, watching your hips sway as you walk over to his couch. you start telling him about your horrible date, making him chuckle
dilf!nanami who has a smile growing on his handsome face when he leans over, telling you that you’re too beautiful to go out with some boy. he wants to show you how a real man can treat you
dilf!nanami who starts off slow, devouring your needy pussy when he has you naked on his couch. he takes his time; leaving marks on your inner thighs before the runs his thick fingers through your dripping folds
dilf!nanami who can’t control himself anymore after having a taste of you, throwing you onto his bed and pushing your knees up to your chest. your nice neighbour is suddenly so mean; pinching your nipples harshly and slapping your cunt
dilf!nanami who calls you a dirty little whore for teasing like this for weeks - making you take his long and girthy cock in your tight and wet little pussy. the roll of his hips is so nasty and harsh; it has you curling your toes and screaming his name so loud you’re sure the entire building hears it
dilf!nanami who flips you over, pushes your head and chest down to fuck you even harder. his heavy palm comes down to spank your ass multiple times
dilf!nanami who grabs your hair to lift you back up, your back pressed to his chest as he asks you who this pussy belongs to now. you, daddy is all you can whimper before cumming hard; your eyes rolling to the back of your head, your back arching and pussy squeezing him
dilf!nanami who chuckles darkly before spitting on your cunt and telling you that he’s not even nearly done with you
imagine coming home after a week-long business meeting out of town and poor Porco has been home alone waiting on you, always calling and asking if you ate, sending you pictures and videos of himself jerking off with your panties because he just misses you so much 🥺
his breathy voice would come over the phone later that night after you both settled into bed talking about your days, then the conversation would only darken when he sees your nipple peak out from your tank top.
you couldn't blame him because a week is too long, and you indulge him in some hot phone sex.
Thirsts: Phone Sex Edition
Pairing: Porco Galliard x f! bodied reader
Synopsis: you're gone on a business trip, Porco misses you a lil' too much, so you indulge each other in some sweet, sweet phone sex
CW: 18+ **mdni** | established relationship, work trip, business trip, phone sex, panty/pantie masturbation, mutual masturbation, use of pet names, commands, praise, dirty talk, so much dirty talk, smut, breast play, nipple play, breast stimulation, nipple stimulation, vaginal fingering, handjob, mutual climax, orgasm reached, suggestive language, suggestive themes, porn with no plot, shameless smut
Word Count: 1,444
A/N: I got carried away oops anyway hope y'all enjoy some shameless thirsting - comments and reblogs are always appreciated!
“Ugh, baby girl.” Porco’s voice sounds strained when you pick up the phone, you haven’t even gotten a chance to say hello yet, a small smile creeps onto your face.
“Send me a picture,” You whisper, feeling arousal shudder down your spine, shocking through your veins.
Setting the phone down, you press the speaker button. On the other line, you can hear shuffling, and some grunting— assuming that Porco is trying to take a picture while adjusting to wherever and however he’s sitting. Undoing your blouse’s buttons, you try not to focus too much on arousal, that is, until your phone beeps.
A text has come through.
You look down at the screen, the treat that’s arrived is a lovely sight. Porco’s stripped down naked, laying across your shared bed, his back to the headboard. His normally perfectly styled blonde hair is a mess, you can tell there’s a light layer of sweat beading on his pretty cheeks. Your eyes drift down from his face to his broad shoulders, accentuated collar bone— you miss being able to trail your tongue across it.
When you come home tomorrow, you’re going to mark him everywhere, fuck him senseless until he cries. His hand is wrapped around his cock, in his hand is a balled fabric— you recognize it as a pair of your panties, his favorite pair of yours, to be specific. Your panties are beginning to soak through as his pre drips down the shaft.
“What do you think?” Porco’s voice comes through, snapping you out of your trance, you’re dropping your shirt to the floor.
“Can’t wait for me to get home, can you, Pock?” You tease him, unclasping your bra and shrugging out of the fabric, allowing it to fall and your breasts to uncover.
“Fuck— babe, no, I need you.” He groans out his words, you can tell he’s jerking himself off.
“Wait to touch yourself.” You command suddenly, met with silence on the other end. “I’m not even naked yet, love.” Your laugh is music to his ears, Porco’s obeying your command, even though you’re a few hundred miles away, his cock twitching painfully.
You swear that you’ve never undressed so fast in your life, unzipping your skirt so it falls to the floor before sliding your panties down and laying on the bed. You rest the phone on your chest, still on speaker, so that you don’t have to hold it.
“What do you want me to do, Pock?” Your voice has dropped low, seductive. “I’m naked, thinking about you and your thick, fat cock. Wishing you were here to fill me up.”
He moans on the other line, eliciting a whimper from you, even though you can’t even see him.
“Play with your breasts, pretty girl. Rub those cute little nipples, bet they’re nice and perky, right?” He chuckles, but you can hear how his voice shakes. He’s behaving, as hard as it is.
You oblige, bringing your hands up the sides of your breasts, pressing into the soft skin. Humming in delight, you continue upwards to your nipples, which as Porco has predicted, have pebbled up. With a featherlight, teasing touch, you rub your pert nipples between your thumb and index finger, moaning out.
“Ah— Porco, ’s good, do you wanna touch yourself?” You whimper, your voice wavers with each pass of your fingers over the hardened nubs of your nipples. When you question him, he pauses, you can hear a loud sigh.
“Aww, that’s it, doing so well. Too bad I can’t take care of you, I’d be doing so much better with you, I’d kiss and play with you, can you imagine? F-fuck, yeah, I wanna touch myself— but I want you to touch me more,”
“My sweet, handsome Porco… So needy, does your cock ache? When I come home, I’ll take such good care of you, make you feel all better. Til then, you just gotta be good, why don’t you rub your balls for me?” You whine, continuing to rub your nipples as he had instructed.
“Fuck—“ Porco groans, his voice is low, raspy. You hang onto the sounds, the way he says each word, each moan, imagining how he would whisper it in your ear.
He doesn’t let go of your panties, keeping them tangled in his hands, moving his hands from his thighs to cup his balls, fondling them. Porco tosses his head back into the pillows, he’s on your side of the bed, hoping for any lingering smell of you, massaging his balls. It feels good when he does, but nowhere near the same feeling compared to you doing it.
When you hear his groan across the phone line, a coy smile plays about your lips, your desire prickling within your nerves, whole body tingling. You giggle, a soft airy sound, hearing a huff on the other end.
“Baby girl— if you can giggle at how much I need you right now, you’re not doing enough, why don’t you stuff two fingers in that pretty pussy of yours? I know it won’t be nearly the same…” He trails off, thinking. “Don’t you touch that clit yet.”
You follow his commands as he says them, releasing your breasts to slide your hands down your body, where your aching pussy is drooling for contact. Just listening to his breathy voice, grunts and groans over the phone has you aching. You cannot wait to go home, releasing some of the tension now with him is so passionate… Intimate, even though you can’t see him.
Pressing those two fingers into your aching pussy, Porco’s right. Your fingers don’t feel anything like his, certainly not nearly as pleasurable. You whimper when your fingers glide in, slick coating your knuckles.
“How’s that feel, baby? ‘m gonna touch my cock now,” Porco’s voice is breathy, you whimper once again, dragging your fingers in and out slowly.
“Y-yeah, rub the tip for me, use your thumb,” You encourage, as your pace picks up of pumping your fingers into your gooey cunt, your own breath shaking, trembling with pleasure.
Porco follows your encouragement, his hand that holds your panties sliding up and down his shaft, rubbing his thumb across the tip. His head leans back against the headboard, eyes screwed shut in pleasure, moaning your name.
“Touch that clit of yours, sweet girl, I bet you want to cum— ah— don’t you?” Breathy gasps slip through Porco’s words, but you love it, delighted by the sounds.
Pressing your thumb into your puffy, neglected clit, you moan loudly, back arching as your high draws ever closer. It feels good, with your eyes closed tight you can pretend that it’s Porco on top of you, treating you oh so well. That you’re back home, in his arms… Only another day or so, he’ll be picking you up from the airport. You’ll be back in the Mustang, heading to your shared apartment.
No, you’ll be demanding he pull over somewhere, sucking him off in the back of the Mustang, and then fucking him when you get home. The thought has you trembling, thighs quivering, moans spilling from your lips, Porco’s name slipping through.
“Porco, I’m— I’m gonna cum,” You gasp, furiously finger fucking yourself, eyes screwed shut, one hand still grasping your breast.
“Good girl, good fuckin’ girl, cum for me— ah— ‘m close too,” His gruff voice trembles, you can tell even without seeing him that he’s falling apart, imagining that his hips are likely stuttering, thrusts would likely be erratic.
With those thoughts, you cum on your fingers, juices spraying out onto your knuckles, a cry of his name leaving your lips. Your hips shake, body trembling as you come down from your high. A moment later, Porco’s grunts and groans grow louder, until he chokes out a string of curses, ending with a weak call of your name.
There’s silence as you grasp at the tissue box on your nightstand to wipe up until you can get into the shower.
“Wasn’t as good as you, Pock.” You laugh, breathy.
“Course it wasn’t, I’ll be at the airport tomorrow at 9pm and we can be on the fast track to make up for it.” He sounds… Longing. Your heart aches.
“I won’t be gone this long again, or I’m taking you with me. Fun as this is, you’re way better,”
He laughs, but you can hear the relief.
“Good, because I prefer that pretty pussy of yours to my hand.” The smile is evident in his voice as well.
“Yeah yeah, Pock, just you wait. I’ve got surprises planned when I get home. Just hold it together til then.”
notes. i said in the server that i wanted to be passed back n forth between ran n rin after i saw some fanart. this is filthy. pay no mind to it. i don’t usually write stuff like this either but i’m experimenting. not proofread. smut might be all over the place bc i’m trying to work on my writing. @bontens-cherrykayda this is for us 🤝
stuffed like a turkey, filled to the brim with liquid that sloshes in your stomach, and it feels like it’s gonna come out your throat. this feeling’s familiar. when you drink too much water or some other beverage, you usually feel this bloated, but you didn’t drink much tonight. maybe only a few cocktails that you downed like juice, but then again, you didn’t drink much water to balance out your alcohol tolerance, and you don’t have a strong one.
your memory’s fuzzy on what happened after your five shots, but you remember talking to someone with a deep, silky voice. the kind that made your ears heat up, your pussy following afterwords, and your heart pick up. they were probably good looking too.
you remember a sleek dark green suit, fancy black dress shoes, two-toned hair that was slicked back, and a pair of pretty lavender eyes that bore into you. even now with your vision spotting, you can see them.
“hah. fuck. she’s still tight.”
wait a minute. that voice sounds similar to the one you heard in the bar, and those pair of lavender eyes are the same too, but this one has longer hair than the guy you were talking to.
his lips tug up in a smirk when he sees clarity return to your unfocused eyes. “ran. i think she’s coming back.”
“she is, huh.”
a hard thrust makes you shiver and moan. you’re being bounced up and down on a thick cock, splotches of gloopy cum plopping down his shaft, coating it in a creamy sheen.
that same silky voice rings in your ears. “welcome back, princess. you blacked out after rindou had his turn. he was good, wasn’t he? plugged up my cum perfectly.” and he drops you down, cock long enough to make his tip kiss your cervix as it hits into that one spot that makes you see stars.
your toes curl and your eyes roll back, head dropping against his shoulder as something snaps in your loins and makes your pussy spasm, streams of transparent slick gushing onto the sheets beneath you and then some.
the man behind you groans and his hips work faster as he cums, warm seed filling your womb for the umpteenth time tonight.
he breathes a sigh above your head when the last spurt twitches out of him, and the other man with longer hair moves in front of you, hooking his hands underneath your knees as he pulls you off ran.
you shiver with the glide of his length leaving you, gaping hole twitching and webbed with creamy slick before rindou drops you on his thicker cock, plugging up the ran’s cum. your walls stretch even wider as he bottoms out short of kissing your cervix, but his mushroom cockhead jabs into your sweet spot too soon that your cunt convulses.
another gush of slick shoots out of you like a geyser followed by smaller squirts, and rindou nearly moans. he shivers as he shakily says, “ah. you came again, dollface? all i did was bottom out.”
he lifts you up, veiny shaft scraping against your gummy walls before he plunges you back down and starts up a ruthless pace. “filthy fuckin’ slut. you’re no better than a gloryhole, sweetheart. your cunt’s all sloppy and gooey, warm with our cum.”
you whimper at the mean words, but your hole twitches and your loins burn nonetheless.
“that’s right, dollface. all you need‘ta do is shut up ‘n take us like a cocksleeve.” he groans while his hips snap up into yours. the previous loads they emptied in you earlier gets fucked back and provides a smoother slide for rindou.
“this sloppy cunt’s good. i’ll give ya that. the best hole i’ve fucked before.” he leaves you those words as he cums shortly after, heavy balls tightening before you feel it snap towards the cusp of your asscheeks with each rope of cum painting your gooey walls white, hips pistoning into yours to ride out his high.
he lets you go when he’s done, and you drop down on to the bed as he pulls out. you moan with the slide, but another cockhead nudges against your spasming entrance, and a broad chest hovers over your back.
ran’s silky voice murmurs against your ear. “princess, you can’t pass out on us. we’re not done yet.”
he pushes inside, shivering at the warm cum he’s pushing back towards your womb. rindou sits in front of you, and you hear the slick slick of his fist pumping his semi-hard cock. his wet, heavy balls still full of more cum sits on the bed, just short of your lips.
“he’s right, dollface. pick your head up and put your mouth to good use.”
#NOTE ! … choso in the mouth, toji in the pussy, geto in the ass, gojo in the hand.
𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨.
++ “such a dirty fucking slut,” he mused, massaging the flesh of your ass before delivering a harsh slap on an already red cheek, “isn’t that right? look at you - an easy little bitch, you should be fuckin’ ashamed” you tried to shake your head in protest but the way he pressed your head into the mattress halted your attempts. “don’t lie to me baby, i can see you creaming ‘round my cock like filthy fucking whore. its ok pretty girl, i still love you.”
𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮.
++ “fuuuck thats it. tight fuckin’ pussy can’t take all of me, huh?” you blushed at his dirty words and covered your face. but he wasn’t having any of it. “move your hand.” when you don’t obey, he grabbed your wrist to pin it above your head, raising an eyebrow at your embarrased whimpers. “didn’t i say move your hand? do you wanna be a good girl? then show me that pretty face when you squirt on my cock”
𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮.
++ “yeah? you like that? good girl takin’ it so well for me” you were taking it well. your heels pressed into his back, hands clawing at his chest as you cried out for more at every thrust. “fuck you sound so pretty crying all on daddy’s cock. pussy feels so fucking good goddamn princess” he had always loved praising you so when you clenched around him at his dirty words, it only made his dick throb. “gotta fill you up pretty baby, alright? wanna make this pussy mine.”
𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐨.
++ “keep riding me princess feels so good” he threw his head back, trying desperately not to thrust his hips up into you. his moans were low and limited and you couldn’t help but notice the shakiness in his voice as he groaned out for you. “fuck gonna make me cum already shit. you’re so good at this, aren’t you, love? gotta reward you with my cum soon” you nodded your head as you draped your arms around his shoulders. the way you held him close? - “fuck i’m gonna cum pretty girl. i love this pussy baby, fuck take it” - it was enough to make him cum.
╰➤ CW — f! reader, size kink ayeeee, breeding kink ig, praise, dacryphilia, overstim, cervix fuckin’, pussydrunk gojo for the win, exhibition, oral (f. receiving).
╰➤ NOTE — look @bassslut I did it.
Reblogs and interactions are appreciated!!
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who is so much taller than you and he loves to abuse the height difference to the fullest. From holding your phone above you to not leaning down when you want to kiss him. In his defense he loves to see you struggle.
He thinks it's cute how you get on your tip toes to reach him, hands balled on his shirt and a slight pout on your lips, “you're such a meanie, 'toru.” he always has a good laugh whenever you say that.
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who loves to hold your hands. He's always got a big palm enclasping your smaller one. He compares hand sizes often, his blue eyes widening in awe at how big his hands are compared to yours.
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who chuckles when you ask him to teach you how to skate. But the next day you find yourself in the park, grasping onto his hands in a frenzy while your legs wobble on his skateboard, “you can do it, baby, you're doing s'good for your first time. Just try to breathe and keep your balance and you'll be fine.” his words of encouragement gets you through it, finally managing to skate without holding onto him.
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who is such a tease that he'd push you against the wall in an alley and get on his knees in front of you. his face buried in between your thighs with your leg thrown over his shoulder, “try n' keep quite, can you do that f'me?” his azure gaze catches on the deep seated excitement in your eyes, underneath all the concern.
What if someone finds you like this? You're away from any prying eyes but clearly not far enough because you can still hear geto talking to shoko in the distance, “you're so wet, i think you like the thrill.” he marvels, tongue pressing teasing licks at your fluttering cunt while your fingers tangled in his hair in an attempt to pull him closer,“what d'ya think suguru and shoko would say if they knew you're creaming on my tongue right now?”
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who now knows how much you are a sucker for praise so he's praising you in random moments, just to see you get all flustered. Even when he's balls deep inside you, his lips part to shower you in sweet praises, “atta girl,” and you're breathing hard, his hands holding yours as your mind goes dizzy, he's too big.
You're feeling so full and he's not even fully inside yet, “'toru, it won't fit,” your words makes him laugh, tone laced in stinging condescension, “don't worry, baby. We'll make it fit.” and he does, intertwining your fingers in his long ones and kissing your lips softly to distract you, he slams all the way in with a deep groan.
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who gets lost in the feeling of how tight you are around him. Even though he's prepped you on his fingers, making you cum at least twice before finally sinking in, it's still a snug fit. You're struggling to take his cock while grabbing onto his hands frantically.
Yet he's got his eyes closed, thrusting inside you frantically, cock hitting deep with each stroke till you're screaming his name and tears spill from your eyes, “fuuuuck, 's too much ah, I can't I can't, please,” you're babbling mindlessly because the tip of his cock is nudging against your sweet spot with every thrust from him,
“what a good girl, taking me s'well. Look at you go, ah you're s'fucking tight”
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who has absolutely no self control and has to put you in a mating press every fucking time he fucks you. His big hands settle on your thighs while his head is reeling from how good your pussy feels clamping down on his thick cock every time he fucks into you. And he pushes your thighs up against your chest without a warning,
“god, you're so fucking beautiful like this,” azure eyes stare down at you with a lust hazed vision. He thrives for the little scrunch your nose does and how you whimper when his cock hits even deeper inside you, kissing the opening of your cervix, “hurts! It hurts—”
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who hushes all your complains by whispering sweet nothings in your ears, “shh, baby I know, I know. You'll be alright, it'll be fine. You're fine.” but you feel the air being knocked out of your lungs when he starts pounding into you.
Your breasts bounce as he fucks your cervix, relishing in the loud wet sounds that your poor little cunt made as it struggled to adjust to his size, “have I ever lied to you?” he asks before you can speak, your glassy gaze following the upward curve of his lips as he smirked when you believed him,“so trust me when I say you'll be fine, baby. I got ya.”
And he lies. The very next moment, he's rutting into you like an animal, groaning and panting when you clench impossibly tight around him, your moans only making him go harder.
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who never pulls out, filling you up every damn time he fucks you. And he's always asking you stuff when he knows you can't form a coherent thought right after he's made you cum, “want me to fill you up, yeah?” he stares at your fucked out face impatiently, his cock twitching and throbbing against your walls,
“hmm yes please, need you to cum inside me, please.” and who's he to deny you when you beg so sweetly like that? So, he's fucking you through your orgasm, grunting and muttering curses under his breath when your pussy convulses around his pulsating cock, “fuck fuck, you're gonna take all I give you, all of it, not a single drop to waste.”
𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 who fucks his cum back in your abused cunt and overstims both of you. Even with tears blurring his own vision and his limbs trembling from the overwhelming sensation, he continues to ram his sensitive cock in your tight hole, “keep it all in, do it for me.”
𓆩♡𓆪 blissful night - gojo satoru, geto suguru x f!reader
note from nis: i’ve had enough with satosugu’s angst so i distract myself by writing this drabble. and yeah i wish i knew how their fingers feel like 💀
the rough feels of two different fingers on your pussy— two fingers penetrating your tight walls, another two fingers rubbing intense circles on your clit.
gojo’s long and slender fingers slowly thrusting your tight warm walls, teasing you with a scissoring motion. you already came twice. from his fingers once and geto’s fingers on your clit once.
it feels so fucking euphoric because their fingers feel different. and the indescribable feeling only gave you nothing but a high feeling. your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, hips almost sore from bucking and grinding desperately against the friction of their fingertips.
“you’re drenched, princess. but too bad it’s too early for our cock, hm?” gojo leaned down to whisper dirty things in your ears before his lips circled their way around your pebbled nipples.
your lips trembled as his warm saliva coated your nipples. geto smirking— his eyes looking down at you. he stopped momentarily beside your ears, “be good for us if you want us to fill your greedy cunt, yeah?”
never in your life you nodded so fast— almost eager and desperate for their cock. both of them overstimulated you until you were a whining and a sobbing mess.
gojo and geto taking their turns in abusing your pussy with their long fingers, reaching the spots you alone could have never reached.
both of them are so alike. slightly mean with their words, daunting you with their mischievous smirk, and edging you when you were so close that it’s almost painful to let out another sob.
“look at her. such a fucking crybaby huh, suguru?” gojo giggled mischievously at the raven-haired man. geto giving him a knowing look— raised eyebrows and a smirk.
you gasped for another breath, your stomach clenched as another orgasm approaching. geto and gojo watching you cried and moaned all at once until you ran out of breath, chest raising rapidly before the high washed all over you like a high tide of wave.
“not good enough. let’s give her another one, satoru,” geto said to the blue-eyed man and they laughed sarcastically before focusing their attention on your pussy back again.
SYNOPSIS. being patient was never your thing, and it shows when haruchiyo has to instill it into you.
CONTAINS. fem!reader, vague mention of implied murder, overstimulation, condescension, slight brat taming, choking, haru being sneaky, 18+ mdni.
WORD COUNT. 1098.
it had been hours since haruchiyo left for business, the light of day gradually dimming with every passing minute until the sun was no more and stars replaced the midnight atmosphere, and he still had not been home. on a normal night it would’ve been fine, you would’ve went to bed and drifted off to sleep like nothing but tonight was different—and you needed haru.
after contemplating the thought in your head for a moment, you turn to your nightstand, pick up your phone and begin to search for your boyfriend's contact. once you find it, you tap the call button and wait for him to answer. the admirable thing about sanzu was that he always picked up the phone on the first ring, no matter what he was doing.
“baby?” he answers, shoulder tilted upward along with his head to the side to hoist his phone between his ear and shoulder. his hands were preoccupied with the task of cleaning up the mess that he and the haitanis made previously. “i miss you.” your voice is creaky and dulcet, hinted in a slight desperation that sanzu knows all too well. “i need you, haru.”
sanzu stoops down to one of the many unconscious bodies surrounding him, digging through their pockets for any evidence of identification that he could do away with later. “y’need me?” the words alone leave his interests piqued and a smile crooking at the sides of his mouth. “i’ll be home soon. and don’t touch yourself; wanna see how wet you can get from bein’ all needy.” he ends his sentence with a hum that can only be described as wicked.
“mkay, haru.” you respond, dismissing the call and setting your phone back down onto the stand. laying on your back, you widen your legs, hooking your fingers underneath the band of your underwear and pulling them off. he won’t be home right away, he won’t notice that you start to play with your cunt a little bit, rubbing tight circles on your clit while slipping in two fingers. you begin to curl meticulously at the spongy spot within your walls, letting out faint whimpers and whines as you think about him. think about how attractive he looks hovering over you, how his lashes adorn his droopy eyes in such a way that makes him look slightly feminine. you think about how he likes to tap the tip of his cock on your clit before rubbing them through your folds just to tease you. you think about all the salacious things he does when it’s time for him to fuck you.
and you’re orgasming.
you let yourself calm down from your high before building up a new one, this time, a bit more vocal than last. “h-haru, it feels so good.” you rasp out, eyes squeezed shut from the pleasure and head thrown back against the pillows. “‘s so good when you f-fuck me like that. don’t stop.” in no time, you’re reaching another high followed by a more euphoric orgasm. time slips your mind as you slip in another finger, building up a faster pace and edging yourself to yet another climax.
there’s eyes on you. two diamond hued orbs watching your every move. you don’t notice it, how can you? your mind is too hazy to grasp the weight of the situation you brought upon yourself. his ability to conceal his presence isn’t just useful when it comes to enemies.
there’s a dip in the bed as haru crawls between your legs, hovering over you and watching your features contort in immense pleasure with a deadpan glare of his own. he grabs ahold of your wrist, pulling your fingers away from your cunt and replacing the feeling with his own working at a rapid pace. you jolt, startled from the intrusion but also the fact that his limber digits feel so good inside you.
“didn’t i say not to touch yourself? you’re no good at listening, little lady. i know i taught you better.”
you can barely conjure up a proper response for him due to the way he knew your body too well, he knew exactly how fast, hard and deep you like it which was yet an advantage and disadvantage. “y-you did! couldn’t wait any l-longer! ‘m sorry, haru!” it’s amusing how you clench around his fingers as you get closer. “you’re not sorry, you’re cockhungry. ‘s that what that is? so horny for my dick that you can’t even listen to a simple command?” he increases his pace as he grits out the words. your thighs tremble with the onset of your orgasm, feeble hand trying it’s best to slow down his wrist.
“t-too much, can’t take it! slow down!” he grins widely, cupping your cheeks in one hand as he watches the way your eyes roll into the back of your head once you cum. “attabitch.”
he gradually stills the motions of his fingers before pulling them out and working at his belt to free his cock from its confines, quickly replacing the lost feeling with the sensation of his length sheathing inside you and setting a vigorous pace from the start. your eyes tear up from the pleasure, sensitive walls not able to handle what he gives you. he fucks you in quick ruts, folding your body back until your knees are to your chest. you’re too fucked out to even take notice of the drool that runs from the corner of your mouth or how you babble nonsense to him, which in turn he giggles maniacally, swiftly pulling out from your heat to flip you onto all fours before pushing right back into you at that same rough pace.
“this what ya wanted, right! needed me so bad!”
he snakes his arm around your waist, dipping his fingers down to rub at your clit while his other hand wraps around your throat, adding sublime pressure. your hands tangle into the bedsheets while you hold on for leverage as he hits even deeper inside your walls, the bulbous tip of his cock fucking against your cervix and gspot. “gonna cum, haru! g-gonna make a big mess!” you warn, and to no avail, you’re coating his cock and thighs in the essence of your liquid orgasm.
“god, yer such a fuckin’ mess, lamb.” he groans as he slumps over your body, his pace faltering with the onset of his orgasm. he coats your walls in his seed, continuing to fuck himself through overstimulation while giggling loopily into the crook of your neck.
"tojiiiiii~" you slurred, as his hand slid over your breast, his lips on your neck. "heh, tickles...!"
you were crunched up on the couch together, your dress splayed up over your thighs as one hand weakly clutched a bottle of wine. toji loomed over you, trapping you between his knees as he palmed at your breasts, twisting and flicking your nipples, smiling into your pulse at your soft gasps. you couldn't piece that night's events together very clearly - you'd arrived at toji's house for a date, and he'd bought out a bottle of wine... which turned into two bottles, and then three... and before you knew it you were under him on his half-broken couch.
"feels good, baby?" he murmured. "i can make you feel even better if you just spread those pretty thighs of yours for me."
you giggled, your cheeks flushed. every touch from him felt like a bright electric shock to your skin, coursing through you to zap you in every nerve ending at once. you whined as he pushed your legs back so your knees touched your ears, folding you in half as he tugged his sweatpants down and let his cock spring free. it was big, thick, with a scratch of dark hair at the base that snaked between his abs. a shiver ripped through your body as he gripped your calves and pushed inside you with a grunt. you didn't know if it was the alcohol that made you feel like every powerful thrust of his hips was about to tip you over the edge, and you didn't care, not when it felt this good.
"toji!" you keened, wine bottle slipping from your hand as you threw your arms around his neck. "toji, pleaseeee... too much...!"
"aw, don't worry sweetheart, that's all part of the fun~" he trilled down at you. his dark eyes were gleaming with lust as he fucked you, your pussy making obscene squelching sounds from how wet you were.
"shit, look at that - barely even touched you and you're practically gushing all over my cock... gripping me too - guess you really are a desperate whore, huh?"
you moaned in agreement, legs shaking under his hands as his crotch grazed your flushed red clit, his cock slamming balls deep with every thrust. pearls of your slick dripped down over the curve of your ass, staining the couch as toji stuck his tongue out at you lewdly, leaning down and snapping away as you weakly attempted to kiss him. every push of his cock inside your sensitive pussy felt like the sweetest burn - it was like something within you sparked alight, building up and up into a burning flame before...
"t-toji! tojiiii! ah, cumming!"
your body shuddered, convulsing on the couch as you clenched around his cock, a hiss escaping toji's lips as he pushed as deep as possible inside you, the head of his cock kissing your cervix. your breasts rose and fell with each gasp, pleasure throbbing through your body as your hands gripped his hair, his tshirt. toji breathed hard, a feral grin spreading over his mouth as he looked down at you, watching the way you yelped in surprise as he slid a hand between your legs to pinch your clit.
"hey, doll, got a few more in you? i haven't even came yet..."
minors do not interact. this is a strictly 18+ only dc-friendly blog.
you would think that fushiguro toji would be just as cold and aggressive in bed as he is usually. it’s an interesting surprise—a pleasant one, even—when you find out that he’s not as prickly as he seems.
his domineering frame towers over you, casting long shadows over your kneeling body settled so obediently between his thighs. he sits at the edge of the bed, trousers missing and his black boxers loosely bunched around his ankles, fat and heavy cock throbbing in your mouth as it rests on your tongue. tears are threatening to prick at the corners of your watery eyes, jaw hurting from bearing the sheer girth and weight, but the softness of his gaze and proud, lopsided smile makes it all the more worth it.
“that’s it, angel,” he coos, the velvety baritone of his voice sending erratic chills down your spine and straight to your core. you’re eager to push yourself further, to have him deeper down your throat, but you’re struggling so much and he’s barely halfway in. you gag a little and his large, calloused hands are quick to cup your jaw and pull you back enough so you can breathe. “hey, hey. don’t rush, baby. take your time.”
the corners of his lips curl into a tender, encouraging smile as he notices the mix of your saliva and his precum coating his erection and slobbering down your chin. you almost want to cry out of frustration, looking up at him with precious little crystals flowing down your cheeks.
“sweet angel, it’s just us. just you and me.” you look at his cock once again—twitching, throbbing, begging for you to touch him—and he nods as a silent approval. “we’ve got all night to get you used to how big daddy’s cock is. don’t you worry your pretty head, yeah?”
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