about. let’s pretend this ask isn’t years old but yeah actually he does omg :( !! started writing this ages ago but finished for @miguelism mwah <3
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact. characters aged up to 20s, smut, nsfw, handjobs, exhibitionism, praise kink, college!au, gn!reader, roommate!denji.
“denji…”
“uhuh— i mean, uh, yeah?”
“has anyone told you, you’ve got such a pretty cock?”
you feel the entirety of denji’s length twitch within your hold— his head full of sunshine blonde hair falling back on the wall you’ve caged him against. your fingers are soft, pillowy around his thick shaft and your thumb presses to his leaky slit curiously, watching his face for a reaction. “y-you’d be the first…ah—fuck!” denji whimpers, golden brown eyes falling away from the world as you give your wrist an experimental flick, testing the waters on what you can do to him. “that’s nice…that’s real nice.”
you giggle, his precum oozing into the seat of your palm the more you start to jerk him off in the right space of aki’s bathroom. “yeah? i want you to feel good, denji.” you doubt that your roommates would want to be woken up by slick sounds and whiny whistle tone moans, so you step forward and reach out into the dark— pressing your lips against your boyfriend’s in a slow, syrupy kiss.
it’s adorable how he chases the warmth of your mouth, like a moth drawn to a candle flame, when you pull away to check the door only briefly. “come back, baby…please,” he pleads while he feverishly fucks your hand as if he’ll never get the chance to do so again. “feels good when you’re close…when you kiss me ‘n you use…shit, y-your t-tongue on me!” pleading turns to soggy, pathetic whimpers that are muffled by your tongue as you push your way back into denji’s mouth to shut him up.
you make denji feel like he’s going fucking insane, desire ripping through is chest, lewd squelching noises from his cock bleeding arousal all over your hand overlaying his soundtrack of moans and tongue lapping over tongues. opaque white slings around your knuckles as it drips from his creamy tip, only serving to guide your fist up and down his throbbing a little easier — as if it were a makeshift flesh light.
he really is so cute like this — pliant and needy underneath you, his body seizing up at your sensual ministrations and his skin shiny with sweat under the moonlight. the chainsaw devil can’t help but hiccup loudly despite how you pacify him with sweet, loving smooches. tears slip down the apples of his cheeks and track salt along your tongue too where they land at the corner of denji’s mouth. “you look so pretty with your cock in my hand,” praise for denji comes easily to you — he deserves to be cherished, to know that he’s good and loved. squeezing the base of his length, you push your thumb through his seedy slit just to see him cry, circling his bright red and mushroomed cockhead in order to lube him up more.
a pink flush blossoms across the expanse of his milky skin with every pump of his dick and his his head falls back against the wall with a dull thud. you lick your lips at the sight of his adam’s apple bobbing and his body shuddering, revealing to the naked eye just how desperate denji truly is.
“do you think you could cum for me, denji?”
the stutter in his hips tells you the answer, but you want a verbal one anyways — so for a moment, you stop palming his dripping wet cock and wait for his response.
“well?”
“please, i can do it,” he pants, eager to please — his honey brown eyes crazed and delirious. “j-just call me pretty again. ‘nd i promise i’ll—“
even with his back pressed right up against the wall and his shoulders quivering in anticipation of his impending high — denji still towers over you. so you stand on your tippy toes, languidly flicking your wrist to get him off, in order to whisper your command into the shell of his ear. “make a mess for me, pretty boy.” you simper, mouth falling open to mock his moans like you’re right on the edge with him.
denji cums with a shout and his release spills into your spoiled palm like a stream of molten igneous rock, painting your knuckles a gooey white. you have to cover his mouth with your remaining hand, muffling any sounds that escape him since his brain quite literally short circuits, reducing the poor blonde to nothing but tears and brainless babbles.
you do your best to keep him quiet while he twitches through the aftershocks — after all, it would be a shame if some else got to see your pretty boy blushing with his cock out.
Looking at Denji while he sits on the bed and strokes his cock ♡ His face is twisted up with pleasure and his expression makes you giggle a bit, but it’s hard to see his face with the way his head is tilted down. “Hey Denji, baby, think you can look at me when you cum? Can you do that for me, hm?”
He looks up at you, puppy eyes staring straight into yours and you can tell he’s close. You reach out your hand and lovingly place it on his cheek as you watch him twitch and whimper as he cums, some of it splattering on his face. You just smile at him, caressing his cheek as he comes down from his high before swiping up the bit of cum that landed on his face and bringing your finger to his lips. He’s so dazed that he doesn’t even think about it before taking your finger into his mouth and licking it clean, still staring at you with those beautiful glassy eyes.
Interesting idea I have what if denji has a knotted dick? Because he’s a hybrid now
a-a-alpha denji???? ALPHA. DENJI??? WITH A BIG FAT HEAVY KNOT?>???? im panting like an animal rn.
denji's just so frustrated. he's always thinking about fucking something, about knotting them and breeding them full. so IMAGINE the way he feels when he meets you one night when he's out drinking with friends.
it's stupid, the way he gets so fucking eager, scenting you in the middle of the bar, dragging his canines down your neck as soon as you'll let him. denji bites at the scent glands on your neck, moans obscenely into your neck when the taste of you spreads across his tongue.
he's fucking desperate for it. practically drags you into the backseat of his shitty car and stuffs you so full of his knot. has his hand up against the fogged-up window while you sit with the weight of him in your tight cunt. has you both gasping and whining, knots you with the neediest fucking cry you've ever heard because he's just so excited to breed such a pretty little thing. you're gonna look so good all stuffed with his pups.
his knuckles are literally white as he presses the pads of his fingers to the glass, hips pushing up into you despite the fact that his knot has already caught. teeth grit and breathing heavy, whimpering above you while he stares down at how you sit on it. twitches and palms at the window of his car in desperation, both of your bodies on fire while he plugs you so fucking full.
𑊡˚+₊🍼✦ — hi hi, pussy drunk!denji who has a habit of repeating and slurring his words when he fucks you.
૮ ͈>◡< ͈ა warnings — smut, nsfw, mdni 18+, aged up characters, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, kinda ?? forced orgasm, unprotected sex, breeding!kink, cumplay, no pronouns, reader has a pussy, afab!reader, denji fucks like a rabbit slay!!
“oh fuck…oh fuck baby,” denji whines into your neck, teeth making pointed indents against your skin as pins you to the sheets below. there’s no room for you to move underneath him, no room for him to pull out of your quivering cunt with every thrust— lewd squelching noises from his cock plunging deeper and deeper into you tangling with the kinetic energy dancing in the sex tainted air between your bodies. “i want’cha t’fuck me, want ya to fuck me. fuck me baby…please—oh god!”
nothing makes sense to the chainsaw devil when he’s doped up on your creaming pussy like it’s the best kind of drug you can offer to an addict. he’s too pussy drunk to realise that he’s the one fucking you, his balls slapping hard against your ass, pelvis smooshed against your sticky and puffy clit and his cock coated in a frothy mix of thick white cum. you’re so warm and wet, so inviting like denji’s dick has a home within your walls.
“i wanna get fucked, want this pussy sprayin’ all over me— wanna be covered your cum. please baby, fuck me,” denji slurs pathetically, brown eyes frenzied and eyelashes fluttering against your shoulders softly in contrast to the way he humps at your sex like he’s chasing his own lifeline.
maybe it’s his devilish appetite, maybe it’s the way you look so cute underneath him— skin shining with sweat and your eyes glassy and your lips swollen from all the kisses you’ve shared. whatever it is, you drive denji up the wall, have his cock twitching and leaking along your velvety insides, opaque white pouring from your tiny abused hole but only serving to make it easier from him to slip into you.
“d-denji!”
so that’s it, that’s the spot that makes you freeze up and your eyes roll back and your pussy squeeze down on him so tight you make him fill you up with another load— but that doesn’t stop denji, he’s not had his fill yet. “mhm…yeah, baby? y’like it like that?” he asks, gripping onto the headboard while anchoring you down onto his dripping rock hard cock. “you like it like that, don’t you? oh yes y’do, god you do.”
every roll of his hips is premeditated to give you the best pleasure, to have you selfishly lock him within the heaven of your salacious sex, to have you squirt so hard that you force him out of you until denji himself is forced to slap his seedy and sensitive cockhead against your clit so that he can cum again. he scoops up his orgasm, fucks it back into you and repeats the process so that you’re both trembling and overstimulated messes
because pussy drunk!denji has a tendency to repeat himself, until neither of you can go on any more.
