⊹ getting cat-called… RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM! ft. enjin, gris, & tamsy. (separate)
contains ⊹ .9k words, fem!reader, established relationships, cat-calls/slight harassment/misogynistic comments, protective boyfriends, language (bc i’m a potty mouth), probably ooc as i’m anime only and only 15 eps in
“DAMN, BABY. CAN I TAKE YOU FOR A SPIN?”
୭⋆ ENJIN is livid. absolutely pissed. ready to throw hands. really, it’s a surge of protectiveness and slight jealousy that causes him to tense his shoulders and turn on his heel to glare at the culprit.
“the fuck did you just say?” he seethes, fingers flexing over the handle of umbreaker. the man in question, someone roughly enjin’s age if he had to guess, simply smirks and holds his hands up like he did nothing wrong.
enjin can vaguely register you calling softly to him, voice small yet full of urgency— but really, what his brain focuses on is the shit that spills from the dickhead’s mouth.
“it was just a question, my guy. look, she’s the one wearing that out, what do you expect? that people aren’t gonna look?”
enjin’s jaw aches from how hard he’s clenching it, and he swears he feels the wooden handle of umbreaker creak under the pressure he’s gripping it with. this fucker is really blaming you for his own perverse actions? fuck, enjin just wants to beat the shit out of him now.
“enjin, c’mon, it’s not worth it.” there’s a lot more urgency in your tone now, and your soft hand is gripping at his arm, body pressed against his as you pull lightly at him. “just let it go, okay?”
and with extreme effort, enjin does. he drops his shoulders and allows you to guide him forward, back turned to the man who had just disrespected you; it didn’t feel right to enjin, but he cared more about your wishes and comfort than his own need, so he forced it down.
until the bastard spoke again.
“yeah, can’t even blame you, my guy. i’d be hella pussy whipped if i had all that ass, too.”
it was extremely satisfying to watch the coward scamper away in fear when he witnessed umbreaker shift from an ordinary, tattered umbrella to an absolute deadly weapon pointed right at him— but it wasn’t as satisfying to have to explain to arkha later why enjin had used his jinki to threaten a civilian.
“DAMN, GIRL! NICE LEGS!”
୭⋆ GRIS is angered by the sudden harassment, but his main concern isn’t confronting the perpetrator; it’s checking on you. he immediately squeezes your hand in his and turns his blue gaze to your face.
it’s scrunched in discomfort, and your shoulders are tensed in a way that gris just wants to massage out. he swallows and beats back the urge to seek out the man who had spoken and affected you this way.
you were so excited to wear this skirt out, too. and it looked so nice on you, the color complimenting your skin tone perfectly. anger thrummed subtly in gris’ veins, but he kept it contained.
“are you alright?” he asks softly, only loud enough for you to hear. and you nod, but it’s small. and he doesn’t miss the way you shift closer to him, shoulder bumping into his arm with each step you take.
like you’re trying to hide yourself.
and gris reluctantly releases your hand just long enough to shrug off his cleaner’s jacket and drape it over your shoulders. it falls down pretty low , swallowing your form and effectively hiding most of your body from any unwanted leers.
you immediately snuggle deeper into it, sniffing softly and relaxing. you look up at him with such affection and gratitude that it makes his heart skip a beat. or three. maybe even ten.
the way you look in his jacket is just the final nail in the coffin for gris, honestly. he’s smitten.
THE CLASSIC WOLF-WHISTLE.
୭⋆ TAMSY knew it was coming before it even happened. call him paranoid or overprotective, but he never let his guard down when it came you. where ever people were, all his senses were locked onto one goal— to keep you safe.
you didn’t need to pay attention to what was going on around you so long as tamsy was with you. all you had to focus on was being your sweet, cute self and enjoy doing so. that’s all tamsy wanted.
and that’s why he was able to spot him so quickly; his eyes were glued to you as you perused a small cart of trinkets, shorts wrapped tight around your hips and shirt dipping to show off a generous amount of cleavage.
it never bothered tamsy when you dressed like that; he loved seeing you confident in yourself, and he would never complain about seeing your skin or watching you model cute and sexy outfits.
but it did draw unwanted attention from others— such as this guy, who tamsy had an animalistic urge to simply rip apart. he was practically undressing you with his eyes, and was so cocky and obvious in the way he did it. as if it was his right to do that to you.
gods, the way it made tamsy’s blood boil. the way it made his body tense with the urge to rip the man’s eyes out for even daring to place themselves upon your divinity. he was so close to losing it the longer the man just stared. tamsy opted to do his best to simply ignore it and focus on you.
but when you crouched down to look at a row of handcrafted necklaces, the man’s lips wrapped around a loud, raucous wolf-whistle. and something in tamsy snapped.
tokushin was activated almost on its own, a thin string slithering across the ground to wrap around the man’s ankle and pull. he fell to the ground with a pained grunt, eyes widened with surprise at tamsy. he looked scared and livid, and it made tamsy’s body tingle.
“it’s quite disrespectful to do that to a lady. especially a taken lady. do it again and you’ll lose your tongue.”
his voice is soft and somewhat chiding, but the threat is all too real. all too genuine. tamsy means it.
ノ[ 𝟏𝟖+ ]ㅤtamsy wont stop till he finds your sweetest spot !
you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve squirted around tamsy’s fingers and made a mess. the mattress under you feels like a soaked sponge. the rapid flick of his tongue has your nipples all pebbled up and it’s driving you insane. you sniffle, trying to squirm away from the relentless pressure of his fingers circling your clit but the grip tamsy’s other hand has on your upper thigh says otherwise.
“uh uh uh,” he coos, a clear contrast to the wrecked mess he’s turned you into. “i haven’t found them all yet.”
the ‘them’ he’s talking about are your sweet spots. the ones that make you cry and gush. you’d be a damn liar if you didn’t say you had a few — one along your throat, one on your lower back. another one just beneath your ear that makes you feel all tingly. but tamsy already knows all of those.
“p-please, tam’ i can’t-” you’re not even sure if you want him to stop or if you just want a second to breathe. each orgasm pulls you under further than the last.
“you can,” he corrects you and you hate how he sounds so sure. he shifts on the bed faster than you can process it, his hands moving up to grip your love handles. you feel the think, pink head of his cock press against your folds. “I just need to see how this one reacts when it’s full.”
he sinks into you in one steady, deep thrust as you whine for the nth time tonight. the stretch is overwhelming, and as his hips start moving, his thumb presses down hard on your clit. your hips buck upward, a broken moan tearing from your throat as another orgasm is ripped out of you. “‘s too deep — t-too mu-”
tamsy interrupts your plea. his pace is consistent, pulling out of you almost completely until it’s just the tip left in, then ramming back into you with sharp force, tunneling as deep as he can go, hitting your cervix repetitively. “squeeze me like that, squeeze me, fuck, c’mon . .”
it’s not long before all that begins to falter. his thrusts grew sloppier until his dick twitched inside you one last time before he tilts his head back, each grunt he lets out followed by a pump of his warm cum filling you.
you feel him stilling inside you, and you think it's finally over. but then he's pulling out, the cold air hitting your swollen pussy and making you feel all empty. a part of you wants him in again, to make his dick feel all cozy and snug, but your body quite literally can’t.
but suddenly, after catching his breath, he moves down your body and you feel the softest, gentlest kiss being pressed right against your swollen, soaking clit. the cold metal of his labret piercing touches your folds ever so slightly yet you still feel it.
he knows you liked it and he does it again, pressing his lips onto your clit. a little smile comes to your face almost immediately, which he sees and does the same. this time he purposefully pushes his piercing forward a bit as your hand comes down to grip a handful of his ash blond hair.
tamsy lets out a little laugh when you’ve seemed to calm down a bit. “looks like i’ve found it.”
some more audio porn recommendations for you my loveliesssss I hope you guys like theMMMM mWUAH
I did my best to curate them but I can't guarantee any of these people dont have other audios with tw. age stuff (its soundgasm, they love that shit there) so do make sure to check individual tags on other audios from these creators
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brother/sister audios
lazy big brother tw incest, slight degradation (sooooo cute i really really like this one it feels very real brosis vibes to me mhm)
stoner big bro part 1 and part 2 tw incest, dubcon, semi public (iconic. I know yall have heard the first part for sure but he has 4 parts up and they’re all soooo yummy, gets me off every time <33)
sharing a bed tw incest, reluctant, virgin
mutual crush on big bro tw incest, reallyyyy cute, cuddles (his accent is cute too I really like this one its so all softy n cute)
doing things with your bf makes big budder jealous tw incest, jealousy
brother who’s a king tw incest, yandere, v protective (this one is sooooo yummy I love the way he talks to her it’s so longingly but angry !!! it's sooo sexy)
big bro lil sis where she’s sick tw incest, praise, let nii nii take hang out with you
outrageous dirty talk w big bro tw incest, threatening violence in a loving way, cannibalism mentions? (can’t remember if I shared this one in my last post but one of my all time favorites fRRRRR !!! and this guy has many of my fav audios!!)
med student big bro tw incest, dubcon, abuse of power, medical malpractice (made me feel real objectified and poked and prodded like a test subject, loved itttt <333 really long but a fun listen)
dad/daughter audios
cuddling daddy next to mom tw incest, ddlg core, virgin, very explicit dirty talk too
other
stranger jerking it on the train tw public (just pretty short, fun and flirty! what it says on the tin)
boss/employee but the guy is a golden retriever service dom
recommended in ask or found these but haven't listened through yet!! check out at your own discretion! I'll add them above once I've listened to them <33
content: female reader, bestfriend!satoru, bestfriend!suguru, porn without plot, threesome (slight mmf), praising, fuck licking, oral (f/m), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, masturbation, mentions of cheating, choking, cum-eating, creampie. word count: 2,5k.
note: this is just pure smut. also, let's pretend this wasn't inspired by o.g. and s.m. (if you know, you know)
Even when you already saw it coming, you couldn’t help but feel completely heartbroken when the man who had been your boyfriend for years decided to end the relationship without giving much explanation, simply with a “I’m sorry, it’s just not the same anymore.”
What a surprise you had when the reason your boyfriend had been acting so weird for the past few weeks was because he was actually ‘meeting’ or rather ‘fucking’ someone else. All behind your back until he finally ended things so he could be with this new woman who seemed very proud to have ‘stolen’ your man. You know it by the look of superiority she gave you when two days ago you ran into them while they were walking hand in hand down the street.
She can have him. You don’t want that asshole back in your life no matter how much you loved him. But it was certainly a blow to your pride that you were dumped for someone else, your self-esteem was at rock bottom. Were you really that unworthy? The problem was you and that’s why he looked for someone better?
Luckily, you had your two best friends, Suguru and Satoru, who were willing to support and comfort you in these days that have been difficult for you. Always giving you words of encouragement and advice on how to cope with your breakup—even if they were more than happy for that relationship to be over—. Besides, they always found a way to distract you for a few hours from the fact that he was no longer in your life.
That was exactly what you were expecting when you told them to come to your apartment to talk and have a drink. The plan was to distract yourself by hanging out with them, since you were feeling lonely and didn’t want to deal with your thoughts on your own.
What surely wasn’t part of the plan was that you would end up on the couch in your living room, sucking Suguru’s cock, who was on his knees in front of you, while Satoru fucked you from behind.
They were very serious about distracting you, because right now you didn’t even remember that you had started the night with tears in your eyes, saying how much you missed him and your cheek being caressed sweetly by Suguru’s knuckles who cheered you up and said that they would help you forget about your ex.
At first, you thought they meant getting drunk with Kelly Clarkson playing in the background.
But now that the tears running down your cheeks were thanks to the fact that you were gagging on your best friend’s cock while the other kept hitting your g-spot from behind, this form of distraction seemed like a better idea.
“Her pussy feels so good.” Satoru said between gasps, tightening his grip on your hips as his thrusts gained speed. “She’s so fucking tight.”
“I can tell. You’re moaning like a bitch.” Suguru teased him with his eyes fixed on the way his length was going in and out of your swollen lips.
Gojo let out a chuckle and looked mockingly at his friend who could barely contain his own moans, let alone with the way you moved your tongue along his shaft and then swirled it around his dripping tip, tasting all his pre-cum, “You say it like if you’re not too.”
“Of course I am. Our little friend here can suck dick.” His little comment encouraged you to take his cock deeper and he, after letting out a grunt, put his hand on the back of your neck before shoving the rest of his shaft down your poor throat, enjoying the gagging sounds and tears that came out of your pretty eyes. “Fucking hell.”
Suguru suddenly left your mouth to let you breathe and wiped your tears with his thumbs, but instead of putting his cock back in as soon as you recovered, he decided to sit down in front of you, stretching one leg on the cushion and the other off the couch, resting his foot on the floor.
After his little change of position, you tried to lower your head to continue sucking him, but one of his hands held you by the chin tightly, forcing you to look at him face to face while his friend continued to fuck you.
Sure, you looked like a mess, but for him—for both of them—you had never looked better.
“You look so beautiful getting fucked.” Is it possible to feel butterflies while being mercilessly fucked? The answer is yes, and Suguru helped you to prove it.
You couldn’t even say thank you for his praise because as soon as the words left his mouth, he kissed you. At first it was slow, but after taking the time to bite your lip and smile at your whimper of pain, he began to deepen the kiss even more until it became the messiest kiss of your life. The dirtiest too since you were almost certain he could taste himself in your mouth by the way his tongue met yours. Eager to keep making him feel good, you wrapped one of your hands around his dick to start stroking it up and down, putting the necessary pressure that you learned he likes in the last twenty minutes.
Satoru—who despite being balls deep inside you—was feeling a bit left out, so he reached between your legs until his fingers made contact with your clit and began to make slow circular motions.
“Pay attention to me too, pretty girl. I’m the one who’s fucking you stupid.”
The increase of pleasure was immediate— you moaned loudly against Suguru’s mouth, trying to keep the kiss going, but when Satoru deepened his thrusts and pressed his fingers even more to your sensible bud, that task was impossible, so you pulled away and leaned your forehead on the crook of Suguru’s neck while your arms went around his shoulders so you could hold on to something as that electric sensation built up in your belly.
Geto snorted at his friend’s words. “Just because you’re so damn impatient that I had to let you go first.” The blackhaired said, looking at his friend with amusement.
“Let me?” Satoru chuckled, “If I remember correctly, she practically begged me to put my dick inside her.” He said, bringing his mouth close to your ear to whisper, “Right, baby?”
You were so close to your climax that words could not come out of your mouth, so you just nodded, which was enough for Satoru. “See? So enjoy sloppy seconds.” He said to his best friend, finally applying the necessary pressure with his fingers to make you come.
Satoru didn’t take long to join you, coming inside you without any shame. Something he was very vocal about doing as soon as you decided to admit to your best friends that you were on the pill a few moments ago.
For a moment, there was no sound other than your heaving breaths, both of you trying to recover from an intense climax. But that moment of peace didn’t last long, as Suguru with little delicacy took you by the chin, forcing you to look at him once more, meeting those intense eyes that seemed to want to devour you.
His next words almost gave you chills. “My turn.”
To say that Suguru did not destroy you would be a complete lie. While Satoru was recovering from his climax. Suguru fucked you with your legs on his shoulders and your head resting on the white-haired’s lap.
While one fucked you hard, slapping your pussy with his cock several times before thrusting back in to make you see stars, the other one poked your nipples. As one came out of you to get off and press his lips to your pussy, hungry to make you come one more time, the other held you by the neck.
“Can you give me another, baby?” Suguru asked, playing with his fingers as he licked your hole.
You did not respond, the pleasure too much to even formulate words. The blue eye looked down at you with a smirk on his face, “Answer Suguru, pretty.” And without further ado, the pressure of his hand on your neck grew stronger.
You tried to speak, to nod, to do something. But at that moment, the man between your legs sucked your sensitive clit in the most delicious way possible, making you jerk your hips and only be able to let out a whimper
“If you don’t answer, he might stop, do you want that?” Satoru asked with gentleness in his voice as one hand caressed your head, something that contradicted the way his other hand on your neck began to cut off your air just enough to make the moment hotter.
You denied with your head.
“Use your words.” Satoru demanded.
“No.” You heard Suguru chuckle before you felt the introduction of two of his fingers inside you as he stopped licking you.
“You won’t use your words? You don’t want me to stop? Be specific.” Suguru asked, just playing with his fingers. But his mouth… you needed his mouth.
“I– I don’t– I don’t want you to stop.” Your words came out as a stammer, but it seemed to be enough for both of them.
“Can you come one more time for him?” Satoru asked, looking with intensity into your eyes.
“Yes.”
Satoru grinned, and letting go of some of the pressure on your neck, he turned to look at Suguru. “Such a good girl, right?”
The praise made you clench around Suguru’s fingers.
“If we had known before, we would have fucked you earlier. To hell with that shitty boyfriend of yours.” The black-haired said before putting his mouth on your clit again, making those circular movements with his tongue that were driving you crazy.
Satoru, with his gaze darker than before, looked down at you again. “You would have left us? Fuck you while you were with him?”
Without a second thought, you answered yes. No matter how that would make you look. They were your best friends, and honestly, if you knew they would fuck you this good, you would have probably broken up with your lame ex-boyfriend yourself much sooner.
Satoru licked his lips and lowered his head to kiss you, while Suguru’s tongue and fingers brought you closer and closer to your climax. God, it was too much. You were sure you were starting to squirm. The white-haired held your hands to keep them away from your attempts to push Suguru away the more stimulation you felt, pressing them against your chest with only one of his hands.
Your legs trembled and you were sure that if it wasn’t for Satoru lips over yours, you would have possibly screamed the moment Suguru made you cum in his mouth.
Your best friend tried to prolong the pleasure as long as he could, licking and kissing your intimacy until your breathing regulated a little.
The three of you were silent for a minute or two, Suguru leaving soft kisses on your thighs while Satoru did the same on your forehead.
The silence was comfortable and cozy. That is, until the white-haired man decided to speak again.
“Shit, I’m hard again.”
Minutes later, you were on top of Suguru with your back pressed against his chest and your head against his shoulder, one of his hands applied pressure on your neck as his cock went in and out of you, meanwhile Satoru, was kneeling on the floor in front of you, eagerly licking your clit and the spot where his two friends became one, not caring how Suguru’s cock was also rubbing slightly against his tongue.
From your position, you could see Satoru masturbating himself while enjoying your taste with closed eyes.
“Fuck, just look at you.” Suguru muttered against your ear. “Can’t believe that jerk didn’t appreciate you as you deserve.” He kissed the spot behind your eyebrow, causing you to shiver, knowing it was a sensitive spot for you. “If he only knew what your best friends that he was always so jealous of are doing to you right now, I'm sure he would lose his mind, wouldn’t he?”
Of course he would. He was always insecure about Satoru and Suguru.
“Yes.” You replied.
“I know. But we fuck you better, don’t we?” You nodded, and you could feel Suguru’s smile against your skin. “You don’t need him, you never did.”
His thrusts became more aggressive, so much so that he even had to slip both of his hands under your knees to hold you against him. Leaving you even more exposed to the blue eyes of Satoru, who now seemed to be satisfied with just watching the way his friend’s cock was going in and out of you. He even seemed to be absorbed in it, masturbating at the same rhythm Suguru was fucking you.
The position, the sounds, the words, everything was too dirty and maybe that was why it felt too good.
You were going to cry. You were sure you were going to cry. It was too much. Too much, but at the same time not enough. It hurt, but you liked it. You wanted them to stop, but at the same time not. Fuck, this was so damn addictive.
“Suguru, don’t stop, please.” You said between cries, feeling how close you were to another orgasm.
“You close?” He asked, his lips against your cheek.
You nodded, receiving a “Fuck, me too.” in response.
At that moment, Satoru again glued your lips to each other, licking from your entrance to your clit where he sucked hard. Giving you that last push you needed to cum on your friend’s cock.
The way you squeezed was the trigger for Suguru, who, without further ado, came inside you. Not letting a single drop escape as he made slow, deep movements, making sure to leave it all inside.
You watched as Satoru stood up, his abdomen and his hand around his dick covered in white liquid. Without further ado, he slipped two of his fingers into your mouth to give you a taste of him, which you licked practically on automatic.
When he was satisfied, he sighed, took his fingers out of your mouth and sat down next to you, but not before reaching for a bottle of water that rested on the small table in front of you.
Silence took over the room as you rested against Suguru’s chest, both of you trying to regulate your breathing. He let go of your legs, caressing them gently as he left soft kisses on your head.
“That was so fucking good.” Satoru said after another minute of silence, drinking from the water bottle before passing it to Suguru, who brought it to your lips for you to take a sip before drinking it himself. “I don’t think I can cum anymore.” He added.
“Yeah, that’s because you came twice.” Suguru muttered, clearly annoyed he just came once. “Which it’s not fair, don’t you think, pretty?”
But before you could say anything out loud, he pressed his lips to your ear to say, “So, are you ready for another round?” He asked, slapping with his free hand your thigh.
the jjk men toying with you while you’re all tied up and can’t do a thing about it. You’re squirming and whimpering, your entire body hot with lust and desire while nanami plays with your pussy. He’s swiping his fingers through your slick folds, spreading it open for all the other men to look at and gawk over, their cocks evidently hard in their pants. He’s teasing your clit, gently tapping on it with his finger just enough to make you whine and beg. You’re leaking all over the sheets. “Look at her, she wants to get fucked so bad,” sukuna says.
By this time they’re all jerking their cocks, clothes completely discarded. “Such cute nipples baby, they’re so hard,” says geto, reaching his hand out to grope your tits and tweak your nipples between his fingers. Gojo was recording the entire thing, getting a close up on your teary face as they all tease and laugh at you for being such a desperate slut. He moves the camera down towards your pussy, nanami till toying with you, slowly inserting his fingers over and over, and “accidentally” rubbing over your throbbing clit. You try and fight against your restraints, whimpering when you realize it’s no use.
“Poor thing. I think she’s about ready to take every load. Is that what you need? Say it.” Toji stroked his dick in front of your face, smirking at your pleading eyes.
“Please, please, I need your cum. I need your cocks,” you say barely above a whisper, your heart pounding against your ribcage.
“You think you can take all of us, huh? Needy slut, aren’t you?” Sukuna lets out a chuckle, biting down on his bottom lip. “Untie her. You’re gonna ride this dick and show us how bad you want it.” He stares at you. Just the thought of it made your pussy clench around nanami’s fingers.
“I call next. I wanna see what this mouth can do.” Toji rubs his thumb over your lips before slipping it into your mouth to suck on, smiling at your eagerness.
“Mmmm,” gojo hums, “hey, baby? You ever take it up the ass before? Would be a shame if we didn’t try it, don’t you think?“ You nod yes to his question without hesitation.
“Good girl. As a treat, I’ll eat your pussy until you cry,” nanami chimes in, rubbing at your clit.
“Get ready to be fucking filled, sweetheart. I don’t wanna hear any complaints.” Geto pinches your nipple, making you jolt. As much as you’re scared you’re also equally turned on and excited. You’re about to have the time of your life.
Description: Getting kinky with the windbreaker boys. I have so many thoughts about these men and I just needed to get them out of my system.
Characters: Toma Hiragi, Ren Kaji, Haruka Sakura, Hayato Suo, & Yamato Endo.
Word Count: 2.2k
Tags: fem!reader, brat taming, praise, somnophilia, edging, mommy kink, dacryphilia, consent non consent, choking, degradation, oral (fem!receiving), penetrative sex, dirty talk.
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a/n: These are more like thirsts than headcannons but oh well. I might expand on some of these eventually and turn them into full fics if I can sit down and commit to it. It the mental illness, innit? Regardless, I hope you enjoyed these little blurbs! Special shout out to @foxyfiction & @to-eden for helping me with the prompts for some of these, you both are amazing. <3
I also have a masterlist now, if you’re interested that could be found : HERE
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Brat Taming
Hiragi had enough of you today, your skirt pulled up high, a constant switch in your hips while on patrol today with the Tamon team. Constantly teasing him, whether it was pulling him into an alley for an impromptu make out session, bending over in front of him letting him catch a glimpse of your already wet panties, or rubbing against his perpetually hard cock as you “just needed to slip past him real quick”. He was patient, tension building throughout the day coming to a fever pitch when you had both made it back to your shared apartment. He was on you in moments, lifting the back of your skirt to lay a harsh lap to you ass. Grabbing a fistful of your hair as he growls in your ear. “ I want you on that bed and I want you completely bare, do you understand?” He releases you hair, watching as you strip for him, climbing on the bed moments after you do.
Grabbing a hold of your cheeks with a rough hand he forces you to look up at him, eyes glazed over with arousal. Squishing your cheeks he props your mouth open, shoving a long digit past your lips. He grins as your mouth instinctively wraps around the digit, pumping the finger in and out of your lips, eyes rolling back as he feels your tongue wrap around the digit. Sucking his teeth as you shoot him a wink as he stuffs a second digit in your mouth. “Such a fucking brat, you know that?” He forces your thighs apart, free hand punctuating his words with a harsh slap to your dripping cunt.
His fingers sliding down, his fist two digits using your saliva that coated them to rub fast smooth circles against the sensitive bud. “Don’t forget your still getting punished baby.” He tsks giving you a sharp toothed grin. “Look at your pretty cunt, clenching around nothing, poor baby.” He coos, leaning down to your ear, lips grazing the shell to whisper. “You’re going to have to come from just my fingers before you can have my cock baby, think you can do that for me, hmm?”
Praise (Receiving)
Kaji had lost his temper once more, today a fight had broken out. One of the members of the opposing gang had harshly grabbed your arm, tugging you against him spitting extremities about the things he plandded to do to you. The words coupled with the fear in your wide eyes had Kaji seeing red. Completely blacking out in a fit of rage, he hated his, he especially hated you seeing him like this. The few times he had lost his temper in front of you, he ran, unable to face you. But not this time, you wouldn’t let him run from you. Grabbing the sleeve of his jacket you were quick to take him back to your apartment, silencing whatever apologies or exasperations with your lips against his.
Walking him backward toward your bedroom you wait for the back of his knees to hit the mattress. Pushing him to sit down as you climb on his lap. Mouths entangling in a heated embrace, clothes being pulled from each others bodies in a rush of passsion. Kaji trails kisses down your exposed body, lips wrapping arount a perked bud taking your nipple into his mouth. You rocked your hips against his, gronaing into the air. Your hands unfaten his pants, and with his help you pull his cock from his pants. You give him a smile, stroking his cheeks, eyes soft with fondness. “You're such a good boy Ren, always so good to me.”
You coo, the praise falling from your lips as you place one more kiss to his lips. Moving to grab him by the base, positioning him at your entrance, the desperate look in his eyes is all the confirmation you need to sink down on his length. You bite your lip, letting out a whimper at the feeling of his thick cock filling you to the brim. You tangle one hand in his hair, pulling lightly on his blonde strands, while the other moves up to his shoulder, nails digging into the skin. Pulling away only far enough to mumble into his lips. “Fuck, Ren.. Feel so good, you fill me up so good baby. I love you so much.”
Somnophillia
You wake feeling something warm between your legs. It isn’t long before your head is thrown back against the pillows you were once sleeping soundly against, voice crying out in pleasure as your boyfriend’s tongue draws slow patterns on your sensitive clit. You look down at him eyes lidded with sleep and now lust. “Haru.. what are you doing?” You mumble, blinking the sleep from your eyes. Between your thighs you can feel his cheeks heat up, a feirce blush on his features. He barely pulls from your cunt, mumbling against your center. “Couldn’t sleep, needed to taste you, ‘m want you so bad.”
He groans, hips rutting into the mattress, desperate for some friction to his aching cock. Any further arguments are silenced by a loud moan erupting from your lips, Sakura licks a fat stripe up your clit brfore reattaching his lips fully to your nub. He eats your cunt with such desperation, as if he needed to conume you to keep air in his lungs. His tongue is soon replaced by the rough pad of his thumb, head ducking lower to slide his tongue inside of your entrance, sliding against the silk walls of your pussy. He groans deep in his throat, the vibrations of the noise only enhancing the pleasure you’re feeling. ”Always taste so fucking good, need more..” He groans, pulling from your center, he slides up your body lips attacking yours with reckless hunger. He slid the material of his boxers down in one swift motion, grabbing himself by the base of his cock, collecting your wetness on the tip of his cock using it to ease himself inside your velvety walls.
He lets out a loud groan as he fully sheaths his cock inside you, head dipping to capture your lips with his own. The kiss is immediately laced with hunger, teeth clashing and tongues dancing in each others mouths. He pulls away, heavy breaths fanning against your lips as he sets a harsh steady pace from the start. “Fuck baby… can’t even sleep without you consuming my thoughts. Need you desperately… constantly.. feel like I’ll lose it if I’m not inside of you.”
Edging/Mommy Kink
You place a delicate kiss to his lips, trailing your kisses down his body until you were situated between his thighs. Looking up at him with hooded eyes from your current position. “You weren't lying baby boy. Look at how hard you are.” You grin, not letting him answer as you gave a few experimental tugs to his cock. Leaning up to lick a fat stripe from his base to his tip, collecting the pre come that had been steadily dripping since you had begun. Pulling away and leaning up once again, you grab his face in your hand, forcing his mouth open before letting your saliva mixed with his precum drip from your mouth to his. Placing a hand over his mouth, you lean down to his ear. “Swallow baby, I want you to taste us.”
You take his shock as an opportunity to lower yourself back down between his legs, swirling your tongue around his sensitive mushroom tip, taking as much as your throat would allow, hollowing your cheeks. Beginning to bob your head up and down on his cock. Choji tugged at the cloth around his wrists, restraining himself as much as he could to not buck his hips. Failing miserably as his body writhed under yours He cried out as he felt your warm mouth around his cock, tears collecting by the corners of his eyes. Whimpers and cries falling from his lips as he found every ounce of restraint to not let his body betray him. The could in his stomach building once more for what seemed like the umpteenth time that evening. He didn’t want to fuck all of this up and receive punishment even further. “Mommy, please your mouth is so warm… be careful. I dont wanna come.. too soon.”
You grin around him, looking up at him through your lashes, nearly removing yourself from him before plunging back down, taking him until you feel him hit the back of your throat. You do this a few more times before pulling yourself off his cock with a 'pop'. You make your way up his body, getting impatient yourself, feeling your cunt clench around nothing. Straddling his abdomen, right above where he needed you most, pressing your lips against his in a heated kiss. Desperately trying not to show that you were just as affected by your actions. You grab a fistful of his hair, tugging harshly, effectively separating your lips as you speak against his lips. “Tell mommy what you want baby boy. Go on, use your words I want to hear you.”
Dacryphillia
Each one of your pleas fog his mind with uncontrollable lust. Wram brown irises drowning in it. “So desperate for me already, darling, we havent even begun the main event.” He teases, directly into your ear, as he finally lines the tip of his thick cock with your entrance. Suo had been teasing you for what seemed like hours. Pulling orgasm after orgasm from your overstimulated cunt. Having made you come undone on his fingers and tongue several times, your pussy having felt desperatly empty without his cock filling you. He grins as you whine, his head just barely probing your entrance. “Please, Haya.” You whimper desperate for him to do something, anything, tears blurring your vision as they collected at your lashline.
“Please?” He tiles his head in mocking obliviousness. “Please what princess? Gotta tell me what to do or I cant help you, tell me what is it that you want?” He coos, free hand sliding up your stomach, thumb circling a pert nipple. Grinning he leans down tugging on your earlobe with this teeth, breaths fanning against your ear as he continues to speak. “Want me to fill this pretty pussy up with my cock? Feeling you flutter against me, whimpering out my name from those beautiful lips. Is that what youre asking for my pretty little bunny?”
He grins eyes lithe with mischief as you continue to babble, words coming out in a jumbled mess of pleas and calls of his name. Fat tears stream down your cheeks, desperation for him consuming your entire being. Suo’s hand coming up to caress your cheek. Thumb swiping at the tears that cascaded down your face. “Oh, sweet baby” He purrs, slipping the same thumb past your lips, letting you taste the salty wetness of your tears. “Crying for me already? We’ve barely even started.” He giggles, hips lurching forward, slamming into you to the hilt with one swift movement of his hips. Groaning as your back arches from the bed, eyes rolling back with a scream of his name being forced from your lips. “As much as I’d love to hear you beg for it, ive been waiting for too long for you my princess.~”
Cat and Mouse/CNC
Your breaths come out in heavy pants, your heart racing in your chest, your feet slamming against the grassy terrain as you run as fast as your legs can carry you. The shadow of the figure on your tail looming behind you. You pushed further, weaving in and out of trees to shake your assailant. The dark wooded area was easy to get lost in. You had only paused your running for a moment, attempting to take in your soundings, looking for a route to escape. Attempting to catch your breath, you were sure you had lost him. Just as you were about to turn on your heel and take off once more your eyes shoot wide, feeling fingers of a large hand wrap themselves around your throat. Your attacker using their grip as leverage to shove you roughly against a tree, the larger figure looms over yours. Tattooed fingers squeezing just enough to make gaining air flow a bit difficult. Lips grazing your ear as he leans down to your height. “Gotcha~”
Endo’s piercing blue eyes lock with yours, leaning down to capture your lips in a heated kiss. Tongue invading your mouth, free hand coming up to cup your dripping cunt. Fingers circling your clit through the thin fabric of your panties. He smirks against your lips as you moan into his mouth. Pulling from you, he quickly removes your soiled panties, running his finger between your soaked slit. Bringing his finger to his lips taking in the way you taste, moaning around his fingers.
“Fuck doll, you taste so fucking good. Already so fucking wet for me.” He uses his thumb to force your mouth open, spitting a glob of saliva between your parted lips. “Go on babydoll, taste yourself.” He chuckles as you instinctively swallow, turning you in his embrace so your bent over. Flipping up your skirt, he leans back to take all of you in, eyes hungrily wracking over your exposed sex. Parting your folds with a thumb, watching as your entrance contracts around nothing a large grin splits across his face as he lands a harsh slap against your ass. “Gotta remind you who this belongs too huh? This cunt is mine princess.”
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Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed! I already have a part two in mind for this, so keep an eye out. Until then, see you later!
i need to get this out of my head. getting your nails done and getting them a little extra long to surprise your boyfriend kento nanami.
when you show them to him he doesn’t take much note of the length, but he compliments the color and design like he always does and brings your hand to his lips, placing little kisses there that make you giggle.
it’s not until you’re underneath him that he realizes just what power these nails have.
you writhing and moaning, cause he’s stretching you open on his thick length so good that it almost hurts. trying to stop your eyes from rolling to the back of your head so you can keep eye contact, while he’s praising you through the whole thing.
his perfect perfect girl.
and then you rake your nails down his back, creating red marks, and kento’s whole body shudders as he squeezes his eyes shut. his hips stutter before he buries himself deep, shooting hot white ropes of cum, filling you up.
he whines into your ear. a pretty little sound, so far from his usual composed demeanor. it makes you tighten around him, which only aids kento to cum that much harder.
he rides out his high, before he opens his eyes again, and he pants as he mumbles several fumbled apologies.
kento usually never cums before you.
he blinks almost owlishly at you, wondering what sorcery you just pulled on him, cause he swears he just saw the pearly white gates of heaven.
something about your nails, the faint pain mixed with pleasure, the newfound knowledge that there’s yet another way for you to mark him as yours. he imagines going to work tomorrow, scratch marks hidden underneath his shirt, but he’ll know. and so will you.
you swear he almost purrs when you run your fingers through his sweaty blonde hair, your nails gently scratching his scalp, and tell him not to apologize. if anything, you found it hot.
incredibly hot.
(he never asks you to scratch him up again going forward, but whenever you’re fucking, he always makes sure his shirt is off so you have free access.)
(approximately three weeks later he transfers you well over the amount that your nails cost. in the note he just writes “make sure to get them long again”)
since you guys are asking sooo nicely here is a part 3 teehee. part 1 part 2 . art by @ _3aem on twt!!
bestfriend!satoru who’s always buying you new jewelry. esp with your initials on them, you’ve got bracelets and necklaces in golds and silvers because he knows you like both.
bestfriend!satoru who calls you at night and will always convince you to turn it into a facetime. he doesn’t think you realize just how appealing you look with your hair down, big glasses on and a thin strapped pyjama top. said straps falling down your shoulder as your busy talking and he’s trying so hard to listen but how can he when your tits just look so good and from this angle he’s got a clear view. ‘toru are you listening?’ ‘yeah pretty carry on’
bestfriend!satoru who hates it but finds himself feeling slightly insecure when you’re engaged in conversation with nanami. he knows nanami can actually converse with you about the books you read and some of the movies you watch, something satoru’s been meaning to catch up on so you could have these conversations with him instead. he’s complaining to suguru as nanami hugs you goodbye and everything just gets worse when you walk over with the most adorable smile only to tell him that nanami was taking you to the theatre. why the fuck do you want to go to the theatre?
bestfriend!satoru who knows how childish it is but the next time nanami is in the room satoru has you pressed up against his body, his hands firmly gripping your ass as he looks dead into nanamis eyes. ‘ouch toru too hard’ ‘so sorry pretty girl your ass is just too perfect’
bestfriend!satoru who asks you for lip balm but he always means he’s going to kiss it off of you. plenty of times he’s left with your lip combo pressed onto his lips and chin.
bestfriend!satoru who places a blanket over the two of you when your friends are over. his index finger playing with the hem of your tiny shorts. when he sees you listening too closely to nanamis boring ass stories he grabs a handful of your shorts and hikes it up until the crotch is pressed directly against your clit. he smirks at the hiss that leaves you . ‘y/n you okay?’ spoken aloud and now everyone’s staring at your flushed cheeks and the firm grip you have on his bicep.
bestfriend!satoru who is mean and he knows he is but he can’t stand it when you go all quiet with him. he noses at your cheek and presses little kisses all over your eyelids as you try to keep a stern face. ‘sorry baby it was an accident, let me kiss it better?’
bestfriend!satoru who has an obsession with your lips. yes he may be obsessed with many things about you but your lips are truly his kryptonite they are his downfall. he cuts you off mid sentence a lot just to give them a quick peck. sometimes he even licks them cos he’s a perv. ‘toru you can’t keep doing that’ ‘but why baby? i just find you too cute’
bestfriend!satoru who smiles like a loser when you include him in your monthly photo dumps.
bestfriend!satoru who adores when you seem equally as annoyed when he gets female attention. he’ll elongate it for the fun of it sometimes just so you’ll get mad and that means you’ll probably be sleeping at his house tonight. you know because everyone else is wasting his time.
bestfriend!satoru who bites random parts of your body. your tummy is a frequent victim. sometimes when you’re on the phone and his head is laying your lap he’ll turn over and bite your tummy. then your thighs. sometimes fingers too.
bestfriend!satoru who is a ‘where my hug at’ warrior. as soon as he enters the function he expects a big hug from you. and if he doesn’t get one he is at you in a heartbeat ‘baby where’s my hug?’ and his hands are roamingggg all over you, not an inch of you untouched.
bestfriend!satoru who knows sometimes all you need is a little reassurance. no one gets you like he does and sometimes you truly just need to hear His voice telling you you’re okay. sometimes you crave him just like he constantly craves you.
bestfriend!satoru who drags his index finger across your lips as you sleep. sometimes even sticks his thumb between your parted lips.
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It ain't Toji if he didn't fuck you hard the night before the wedding. “So babe…you take my dick to be united with your pussy till death do us part?” Ramming in hard as you scream ‘ I do…i do…’ everytime the tip of his cock kisses your cervix. So much for beauty sleep before the big day.
It ain't Toji if he didn't continue well into the early morning hours, disturbing not just your sleep but also the hotel guests. Luckily, the occupants next to your room were your wedding guests and they just silently but traumatically endured.
It ain't Toji if he didn't strain your back and was now applying ointment to help soothe the muscle spasms while your friends help you get ready.
It ain't Toji if he followed tradition. Fuck he got ready in the same room, his dick instantly throbbing once he saw you all dolled up.
It ain't Toji if he was wise enough to use condoms. His last orgasm left you full but you two were running late for the ceremony and did not have enough time to shower properly. And it wasn't until you were in the middle of the ceremony that you noticed a trickle of cream suddenly gush out of your sore pussy. A tickling sensation as it trailed down the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. Luckily you were wearing a long dress so no one would notice. But Toji noticed the familiar fidgeting. He just grinned in pride.
It ain't Toji if he didn’t call it quits early so he could take you back to the hotel and fuck you while in your wedding dress. He was quick to take off his clothes, standing naked in front of you and helping you push up your dress so he could sneak his hard cock back inside your cum stuffed pussy.
It ain't Toji if he didn't conceive on the night of his wedding.
“Ch-Cho~Choso~ m-my tummy!” You whimper as the curses cock destroys your guts, your poor overworked womb bloated with his seed, “I-y-you’re s’too big~! nnnnhhh~”
He only smiles at your cute noises, you were such a gorgeous mess, his gorgeous mess. The fact it was him doing this to you made him feel so proud. Never did he think he would end up in a relationship. Especially one with such a beautiful, sweet soul- breaking someone like you, splitting you open with his cock made it that much better.
His hands were gentle on your hips despite his brutal pace, his teeth nipping at your neck in a way that made your knees tremble, “Poor thing. I should slow down, shouldn’t I?“
You moan at the sound of his voice, your body trembling beneath him at his teasing tone and the feeling of his hot breath on your neck, “N-no~! Don't stop~ Pl-please Choso~ mn’need you ~”
Every snap of his hips drives his cock deeper into your sloppy depths, his cock rubbing perfectly against your gummy walls until you see stars… making your eyes roll back into your head. Each time those thick veins of his rub over the over sensitive bundle of nerves within you, a wave of pleasure clouded your mind, wiping out any coherent thoughts, turning you into a babbling mess for Choso. It felt like he was stirring up your insides, making a mess of your guts and marking you as his, molding your insides to the shape of his cock.
“M-my insides! Y-your c-cock~ -your cu-cum~! I can feel it sloshing in me, o-ohhh~ H’ah~!!”
You unravel like a cheap sweat- coming undone for what feels like the thousandth time, every part of you aching and exhausted… and still, Choso continues pounding away- relentlessly fucking your delicate cunt. His cock so massive that it feels like he’ll tear the rim of your asshole. The thought of being split by his cock had you cumming again, a strangled cry forced from your throat.
The way he groans as he blows his load once more makes your toes curl, and when you sense the rush of heat that comes with his climax, you're left writhing, his cock buried so damn deep inside you that it feels like it's piercing your stomach... The shape of his cock bulging in your lower tummy the final thing you see before your vision blurs and everything fades to black...
COLLEGE FRIENDS W BENEFITS OR JUST ANYthing college/uni PLAYBOY GOJO X READER please im starving
hehehe let's go ~
i actually love this prompt so much! playboy/fwb gojo is one of my favs. thanks for the req!
18+ only! minors dni!
wc: 1.4k
desc: gojo satoru is a player, and everyone knows it. maybe he'll get a taste of his own medicine for once~
tags: gojo x reader, college au, fwb au, gojo has a tongue ring, oral s*x, public s*x, possessive gojo, role reversal hehe, gojo is a fkboy, alcohol use
a/n's: pls excuse my typos lmao hope u have fun
You were shocked the day that Satoru Gojo first paid attention to you.
He has many names around campus, and none of them are good. He's a player, a filthy rich boy who's never known the struggles that others go through when trying to survive college.
He needs to write an English paper? Well, that's no big deal; he's got a girlfriend who's an English major, and if she hates him this week-- he'll just hire someone to do it for him! The same goes for probability and statistics, whatever science class he's signed up for (he doesn't remember, it's not like he attends much, anyway), and he can't even be bothered to worry about his electives.
However, there's one girl in his assigned history class that's been catching his eye recently. Most of the girls in here have come and gone (pun intended), but this one's different. You know the answers to the questions, always mumbling them under your breath without ever raising your hand to speak.
Satoru knows this about you, because he pays more attention to you than to anything that's said in the lecture, and he's curious to learn more about you and your mysterious aura. See, he's learning things at university! Just not the things that he's supposed to.
You sit across the room from him, and you never pay attention to him, even though you must be able to feel his attention constantly lingering on you. Your fingers drum on your keyboard quickly, and Satoru finds himself wondering how small they'd look wrapped around his--
He's distracted from his train of thought when a miracle happens. A god's honest miracle.
For the first time in six weeks (he's counted), you turn your gaze to look at him, and you scowl. Your expression only piques his interest more, unbeknownst to you.
That one look must be the reason that you keep bumping into Satoru Gojo, even though you've never intentionally done so. See, you aren't dumb, and you don't want to get involved with a player like him. You've seen the girls that hate Satoru, and all of them have a great reason to do so.
He stood me up on a date, because he was going on another date instead!
He only hooked up with me once, just so I'd write a paper for him! I fucking hate Satoru.
He let me give him head and kicked me out right after, like, who does that?
He tried to have a threesome with me and his roommate--
Maybe the last one isn't so bad, but still. You've heard the rumors, you've seen the shit-show that comes with him, so much so that you could easily quote the words that he says to girls when he kicks them out after he's finished with them.
So, when he bumps into you at a party, your first thought is thanks, but no thanks.
The pretty boy, however, takes your clear dismissal as a challenge. Maybe it's because he's a little drunk, and you're here at his apartment (you don't know that, you were just hanging out with Shoko-- swear!), but Satoru thinks that tonight is the night that he wants to see a whole new side of the shy girl from history 2256.
"Excuse me," you mumble, as Satoru bumps into you, nearly spilling your beer.
He doesn't leave. Instead, he places a hand on the wall that you're standing up against, effectively trapping you against the drywall as he stares down at you.
His eyes are magnificent, ethereal, something that shouldn't belong to a human, but you aren't interested. You've told yourself a thousand times that you aren't interested-- no need to falter now.
"You don't look like a beer girl, wallflower," he hums, leaning over you and licking his lips.
When you see the glint of something that looks like a silver tongue-ring, your resolve falters, though only slightly.
"Who says I'm a wallflower?" You reply, trying not to feel so small standing next to him, but he really is huge.
He knocks on the drywall behind you, "See this? This is a wall, and you're standing against it at a party. Think that makes you a wallflower, according to the book."
Your eyes narrow, "Did you read that book?"
"Do I look like I read that book?"
You take a deep, shuddering breath, and the beer is working its magic. Even though he's saying basically nonsense, the mischievous gleam in his eye is drawing you into him.
Gone is the frat party that you've been watching from a distance. Literally, it's blocked out by his broad shoulders. He's wearing a thrasher hoodie, and goddamnit if he doesn't actually pull it off, despite the fact that you're sure this pampered, rich boy has never been on a skateboard in his life.
"No, you don't look like you've ever read anything," you reply, lowering your voice to a soft murmur.
What happens after that is a blur to you, but you aren't particularly upset about it in hindsight. It didn't take long for him to work his magic, for you to find his arrogant sense of humor a little endearing, and for him to find your openly insulting comebacks to be a cute little challenge for him.
A challenge that he's won.
He can tell that he's won, because you're lying in his bed with your legs spread wide, as he devours you. The party is still raging in the next room, but the only remnant of whatever's happening there that remains in this dark room is the methodic thumping of the music outside trickling into the room as he kisses, sucks, and slurps your pussy until you're mewling, grasping onto his hair for dear life.
Say what you will about the spoiled, filthy rich boy who goes through girls like they're disposables-- he's great at what he does.
"Satoru-- Satoru-- right there, I'm gonna-- nggh, ah--" you mewl, rocking your hips against his pretty lips, feeling his tongue ring slip over your clit, teasing and testing, while he fingers eagerly pump in and out of you.
"Mhm, cum for me, wallflower," he purrs, before giving an especially hard suck to your clit, and you're falling over the edge before you know it.
The room spins, and the only things grounding you are the thumping of the bass outside, and Satoru's hands that keep your thighs spread widely apart for him.
Even with hot cheeks, your resolve hasn't faltered that quickly yet. You sit up, placing your smaller hands overtop of his to pry them off of your thighs. He looks up at you in the darkness with confusion written all over his pretty features.
In response, you ruffle his hair affectionately and wipe your slick off of his glossy, soft lips, before leaning down to press a kiss to them.
"That was great, babe," you purr, "I'll call you next time I want you to do that for me."
"What?" He mumbles with shock written all over his features, as you stand up and fix your pants.
"Oh, did you think I wanted something serious?" You ask, remembering all those girls that have complained to you about Satoru's behavior.
At this point, you could quote him.
So, you do.
"You don't wanna spend the night?" He asks, looking a little frantic and confused, sitting up on the bed now as he watches you.
"Nah," you say, mimicking his tone, "but we'll see each other in class, Monday, right?"
"Our class is Tuesday," he mumbles dejectedly, as you lean over him to press another quick kiss to his lips.
"Ah, I forgot," you reply, caressing his cheek softly, "but I'll definitely call you, mmkay?"
You turn on your heels and head for his bedroom door, not even sparing him a glance as you leave through it and flatten your hair, off to find Shoko and get the fuck out of here.
Little did you know, trying to outdo Satoru in his own game would only lead you to trouble.
Which is why the next time he sees you, the two of you only have to exchange one heated glance before you're excusing yourself to the bathroom in the middle of the lecture, and Satoru's following right behind you.
The kind of trouble where every Tuesday at 10:15am, you find yourself bent over the sink in the girl's bathroom, as Satoru fucks into you roughly and reminds you that he's the only one that gets to see you like this.
And you like trouble, so you smirk and meet his eyes in the mirror, murmuring, "Ha, no way."
pussydrunk!Sukuna who insists he's only doing it to warm you up for the real deal.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who throws your legs over his shoulder like you weigh nothing, making snarky remarks about how this is just 'foreplay', and not to get too cocky.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who grips your waist hard, going face first into your weeping pussy without intake for air, tongue immediately hitting your most sensitive spots.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who still hasn't come up for air, now moving his attention to what you think is his favorite—your clit, now swollen and tender with how latched he is on it; kitty licks with sucking like it'll kill him.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who rides you through your first orgasm by adding two of his girthy fingers to the mix, pushing them out of your hot walls that clench around his digits every stroke and curl.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who finally comes up to take a breath, chin covered with a translucent sheen of your cum—a nasty trail of slick following him as he gives you a stupid grin; teasing you by slowly lowering himself to your oversensitive sex to continue his ministrations despite your pleas.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who grumbles a short, "Shut up", when you tell him it's becoming too much, hands on your waist only getting tighter to make sure you won't run away; tongue seeming to reach down your messy cunt further as punishment.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who gets annoyed at you for interrupting his feasting with your constant shoving and twisting while you try and get him away from your overstimulated sex, but only getting a slap! on your pussy in return.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who has never seemed more grateful to be a curse in his life with how much stamina he has, each orgasm of yours only resulting in him trying harder to drag another out of you.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who actually moans in pleasure of you hitting your 6th straight orgasm of the night from his eating, the only relief you get is him stopping to grunt, "The next better have you squirting".
pussydrunk!Sukuna who smiles deep in your weeping pussy (so swollen with sensitivity that you're numb) at your screams of his name along with the rough tugs at his hair begging him to give you a break.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who finally is satisfied as you squirt long and hard with tears falling down your cheeks, the liquid that he can't catch in his mouth ending up in his hair, the sheets, and his chest—not like he minds though.
pussydrunk!Sukuna who runs his calloused hand up and down your back when you pass out from tiredness, feeling accomplished he made you hit seven orgasms in 2 and a half hours, but who's really counting?
sugar daddy!gojo who cuts a deal with you one evening: for each orgasm he can pull from you, he'll transfer $1000 into your account. who has you on your back, sweat soaked and fucked boneless as he brings you to your eighth climax of the night.
who, instead of dirty talk, or talking you through it, he coos about all the things you'll get to buy with what you earn. "can get your nails done so pretty, oh and that bag i know you've been looking at baby," because cocky is an understatement and you're too cumdrunk to tell him to shut up even if you wanted to.
sugar daddy!gojo who pays your rent on the condition that he has his own key cut for him to use as he pleases. sometimes you'll come home to a new set of lingerie laid out on your bed. sometimes you'll open the door to flowers on the kitchen counter, other times it's diamonds.
who sometimes surprises you when you're home, too. he sneaks in as you're showering and gives you the fright of your life as he hops in with you. it's okay, though, because he makes up for the scare by dropping to his knees and eating you out with such scalding passion you barely notice the heat of the water against your skin any longer.
sugar daddy!gojo who takes you shopping with the intention of showing you off. of course people turn their heads when a pretty thing like you walks by with his hand dangerously low on your back. bags hang off his free arm full of gifts for you, who he loves spoiling more than life itself.
who can and will fuck you in the dressing room if you show him an outfit that he particularly likes. no one will notice, bar from the slightly sore gait you walk with for the rest of the day. pushes you against the full length mirror and fills you with his cum, makes you spend the rest of the day shopping with him leaking out of you.
sugar daddy!gojo who buys you a car despite always being the one to drive you around. he likes being behind the wheel with one hand inching up your thigh just a little higher at each red light. you swear he brought you your car just to show off, just to make the purchase obsolete.
who fucks you in it regardless of the fact that it never sees the road. parked in your garage it sees more movement than it ever would otherwise. he hardly fits even in the backseat, but it's worth it when his legs are splayed and you're bouncing on his cock like you have no regard for the expensive leather lined seats. not that it really matters if you mess them—he can buy another car.
sugar daddy!gojo who likes giving you your allowance in cash, just so he can have you on your knees with your lips wrapped around his cock as he lazily counts out the thousands he'll gift you. every time you make him feel particularly good, he reaches over into his safe and pulls out a few more notes to add to the pile—laughs when you moan around his cock at the sight.
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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱
full nelson. ⋆ choking you. ⋆ fucking your ex. ⋆ squirting. ⋆ eating you out w a chain around his neck. ⋆ degradation (spanish ver.) ⋆ backshots.. but you’re the one who’s cuffed. ⋆ sending the porn he made w you to your bf.
CHOSO KAMO. ꒱
sensitivity. ⋆ mirror play. ⋆ tw: playing a risky game. ⋆ ‘manhandling’ you. ⋆ worshiping + sucking your tits. ⋆ his balls slapping against your clit. ⋆ using your titties to get off. ⋆ stroking him while he plays video games.
NANAMI KENTO. ꒱
sweet bunny. ⋆ riding him. ⋆ shower sex. ⋆ teasing + denying you. ⋆ thigh highs. ⋆ treating you and fingering you. ⋆ fingering his passenger princess. ⋆ distracting you while you read.
GOJO SATORU. ꒱
handcuffing you. ⋆ groping you. ⋆ dick just too good. ⋆ taking the condom off. ⋆ gripping onto the headboard. ⋆ fucking you in socks. ⋆ ravishing you senseless. ⋆ thrusting into you. ⋆ toying w you.
GETO SUGURU. ꒱
fucking you in the dark. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ fingering you until you turn into a water fountain. ⋆ squirting. ⋆ jerking him off. ⋆ sucking his balls. ⋆ fucking you dumb. ⋆ missionary w your legs closed.
“S–hic–so full, Ken,” you whimper as the last ropes of his cum spill out into your insides. You have never felt a sensation like this before, being absolutely filled to the brim with all of what Nanami Kento has to offer.
You feel the deep hum Nanami lets out in response everywhere–his overwhelming being currently consuming your own. Currently mounted over you, he holds you up by the plush of your ass so your hips are lifted to meet his thrusts. Your body is so contorted that your knees fall and press against your shoulders with every piston of his cock. How the hell did you even end up in this position?
“Oh darling, fuck, I missed you so much,” he moans as he languidly pushes his cock in and out of your sopping wet pussy. You watch as his abdomen flexes with every thrust, and you can’t help but marvel at how the low light of your bedroom reflects on his glistening, sweat-slicked skin. Eyes trailing upward, you soak in the constellation of freckles on his shoulders, the swell of his deltoid muscles, the way his damp hair falls forward, messy and unkempt after rounds of orgasms.
Another one of his moans snaps you out of your trance, and you focus your eyes to meet his blown-out, lust-filled gaze. Instinctually, your walls clench at the sight, and your eyes widen in horror when you realize it’s too late.
“Tsk,” he smirks as he breaks his gaze from your own to down where you’re both connected, “she’s so greedy, begging for more after all I’ve given her.”
One of his hands leaves your ass to swipe a thumb against your sensitive clit, causing you to gasp and clench again. “Should I give her what she wants, sweetheart?”
“I-I don’t think there’s any more room, Ken, you’ve filled me up so much,” you mewl.
His eyes flick up again as your words trail off, and you can’t help but notice how the intention behind them has changed, looking as if he has been given a new life–a new meaning. Reaching somewhere behind him, he fiddles around until he finds what he’s looking for–his phone.
Slowly, he shifts backwards to release himself from your gushing heat, being careful to not let any of his seed spill from your folds. He groans as his tip finally slips out and quickly grabs your hand to press against your opening.
“Yeah, just like that, hold it all in for me,” he praises.
You feel your heartbeat quicken, curious and interested. Climbing off the bed, he stands off to the side and holds out his hand, beckoning you to join him, which you do without question.
“There we go, pretty girl, stand right here for me.”
Following his request, you stand before him with your hand still pressed up against yourself. You feel yourself tremble, not in worry, but in anticipation of what’s to come. Nanami must have taken note, because he is now grazing his fingers up and down the skin of your shoulder.
Leaning in close, lips ghosting over your own, he whispers, “Do you trust me?”
“Always, Ken.”
Your heart flutters as he smiles and kisses you, tongue slipping from his parted mouth to swipe your lower lip. With one final peck, he keeps eye contact with you as he kneels, light pooling into the room from the flashlight of his phone.
You hear a little ding, signaling that he is recording.
“Do you remember what you said to me, baby?” he murmurs, voice filled with love and adoration as he points the camera up to you while his other hand rests against your lower tummy.
“W-what I said?” you stutter, mind trying to think back to moments ago.
“Yes.”
You try to think, mind still in a daze. What you said?
Oh.
Ah.
So this is what he wants.
Looking at the camera, eyes blinded by the light, you pout, “I don’t think there’s any more room, Ken, you’ve filled me up sooo much.”
You hear a soft groan, and the light moves down your body to your lower half.
“Show me.”
Slowly, you remove your hand from your core, a mix of your cum and his already pooling at your fingertips, to place your hand above his own on your abdomen. You don’t have to look down to confirm–hot liquid is already dripping down your thighs at an intense rate.
You jolt and gasp when you feel his firm hand pressing into your body, a fresh new wave of semen spilling from your insides. There’s so much–maybe too much–as it trickles past your knees. There’s another groan that escapes from Nanami’s lips.
“Good girl.”
Your body is trembling, your pussy fluttering around nothing, just wanting so badly to be filled again and again. Would it be so bad to ask for more?
a/n: well, well, well, here we are again. what can I say? nanami kento is always on my mind. hope you enjoy! ੈ♡˳
