gojo loves making you cry (smut, dacryphilia, overstimulation)
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“oh baby I know” gojo coos, smirking almost devilishly as he holds you down by your waist.
your annoyingly smug boyfriend has been pounding you for what has felt like hours… making you cum 5, 8, 10, 12, 25 times? you don’t know. youve lost count.
by the (probably) 4th orgasm, salty tears started to fall down your face, overwhelmed from the overstimulation. it felt so good, he felt so good. almost too good.
unfortunately (fortunately) for you, crying only fueled gojo’s lust further. he gripped you harder, slammed his cock into you relentlessly, and groaned as you sobbed.
“am I a sadist?” he thinks to himself each time, unable to pinpoint exactly what it is that makes your desperate wailing so arousing. is it the fact that you clearly feel good? or maybe it’s your pretty face? big glossy eyes, flushed cheeks, parted lips. oh how cute you are, especially when you sniffle. maybe it’s your nails digging into his back? or how damn tight you are?
actually, it’s everything.
or just you.
gojo thrusts over and over, his hand slowlyyy reaching down to rub circles on your wet clit, making your head spin.
“mm—mph! so—so muchh ‘toru!” you whine, squirming when he goes impossibly deeper.
“so pretty baby… so cute.” he praises, practically hypnotized by the sight of you fucked-out beneath him. but you barely hear him, mind fuzzy as the heat builds in your stomach once more.
he sighs, admiring your tearful and flustered expression, practically moaning as he watches your watery eyes roll back for what seemed like thousandth time.
a heavy hand rests on your forehead, the ramming of his cock just barely slowing down, “one more, baby? just wanna keep watching that cute face…”
The masochist in me has the biggest craving to get spanked so bad. Like honestly I will lay over your lap and gladly let you take your stress out on me. Happily lay myself over your lap and let you spank me until your hearts content. Or I'll play a good brat for you. Act out by not watching my mouth or even fighting you back.
Honestly I would go a little more than spanking. You can hit my tits or thighs too! I wouldn't mind getting slapped around a little... It's kinda scary tho so only some slaps to the face. Not too crazy there.
I always picture getting spanked with hands but a paddle does sound fun. I'd definitely be down to try a paddle but I will never try a belt, again it's too scary for me.
I am so okay with bruises! I actually find bruises so pretty. Mark me up as much as you want! I am yours to use and make extra pretty.
Depending on the scene I can laugh or cry! I don't mind either, I react both ways. If I laugh you are totally allowed to get meaner with me!
And since I am getting used as a stress toy you can definitely choke me! Watch as I grab your wrist with a smile, I'm right where I wanna be.
Personally I can be treated roughly but I want my praise. Even if it's condescending and slightly mean. I'm not the biggest fan of receiving degradation... But I do love obsessive/possessive actions! So be as feral as you want.
Manhandle me all you want, drag me to the spot you want me, put me in the position you want me, and fuck me exactly how you want me. Something in me gets so excited at the thought of getting meanly stretched open after getting my cunnie spanked. It's already so sensitive, your cock is now stretching me beyond belief, the tip is hitting a little too deep, and you just keep slamming into me.
My head would be so gone! I just know I'll be in the deepest headspace. So of course after everything we both need the aftercare. I enjoyed everything you did to me no matter how much I fought or cried, you always take such good care of me. You would never actually mean to hurt me and I'm so safe with you. So many kisses, praises, and cuddles after.
I need to find more omo content that has crying types of desperation. Really upset and embarrassed that they didnt hold it or couldnt I'm obsessed with it, big fat puppy tears as somone wet their outfit out in public
crying because you’re overstimulated but they love eating you out too much to stop after just two climaxes. uselessly attempting to push their head away while you’re stuck exposed and on display for them and that fucking tongue.
sobbing because they’ve teased you for so long and you’re painfully hard but they’re having too much fun hearing you pathetically beg for their cock. watching you with satisfaction as mascara runs down your face, streaks of ink that’ll keep you preserved as the perfect image of submission long after your tears have dried.
desperation in your bloodshot eyes, muffled pleas for them to stop barely escaping your gagged mouth. unable to protest as they praise you, love you, give you words of affirmation that you’ve been denied for so long that you stopped believing you were worthy of them. it feels so wrong, so selfish, so good, you can’t help but break down sobbing then and there.
tears streaming down your face as they slam into you over and over and over again. you haven’t even cum yet but they already feel way, way too good. fucking you so hard, so fast, so deep. you’re loving every second of it, and so are they- why do you think they picked missionary? so they could see your fucked-out face, obviously. and it also just happens to be the perfect position for them to kiss you on your wet, salty, whimpering mouth.
the sight of a femme shaking and crying underneath you, mouth wrapped around your fingers while you’re buried balls deep inside her has to be the greatest thing ever
