#dizzy.queue

[dizzylittledoe]

nanami kento x inspection | 18+

for all intents and purposes, you're nanami's perfect little doll. a pure and pristine angel that graces him with your presence each day, and he sure as hell treats you accordingly.

you're his absolute darling, his princess whom he'd give the world to without a second thought.

it's quite the contrast to the way he acts when he's got you all alone, though.

nanami loves knowing that he's the only man on earth to ever corrupt you like this. with his thick, rough fingers spreading open your dripping pussy, he can't help but feel a little blessed. you're laying perfectly across his lap, ass perked up to give him better access, and his curious fingers inspect every inch of your pussy, tracing your entrance and lightly running over the hood of your clit.

it's not enough to edge you but it is enough to tease. he dips a finger lightly into your soft, leaking hole, spreads the wetness over your folds, all the while muttering to himself.

"perfect, as always," he comments as his fingers explore, "always dripping all over me. what's got you so wet, sweetheart?"

he asks you but you both know the answer. something about his prying eyes watching you in your most vulnerable state gets you shivering with excitement. the way he touches every sweet spot of your perfect body because he knows it like the back of his hand.

"you're so soft, my love. feels like heaven when i get to touch you like this," he coos his praises, fingers dipping into your heat, dragging them in and out ever so slowly.

you twitch in his grasp but keep yourself in his lap. this part is your favourite, your reward for staying so still for him. he smiles with calm satisfaction as he fingers your soft, glistening pussy until you make a mess of his fingers.

his inspections always point to the same answer: nanami kento loves his perfect doll more than anything.

[dizzylittledoe]

gojo satoru x petplay | 18+

you know satoru gets off on humiliating you. what's worse is you get off on it too, and he knows this far too well.

"well? don't keep me waiting," says satoru, but there's nothing impatient about the smug grin on his face. he watches you like your embarrassment is the most wonderful thing in the world.

you, kneeling before him with your head down in shame. your hands- ahem, your paws placed all pretty on your thighs. look at you, sitting just the way he taught you.

all that's left is to follow his every command. i mean, you can do that much, right? you're not a dumb puppy.

"go on, speak."

half-heartedly, and with great hesitation, you mutter the word 'woof'. you barely even did what he asked and your cheeks are already burning with shame.

he tuts in disapproval.

"nuh uh, pup. not good enough. do it properly, while i'm still feeling lenient, hm?" he says, and it's with that tone you recognise as an indicator of his thinning patience. it forms a pit in your stomach, like an unspoken threat.

so with a little more gusto, you steel yourself and bark like a dog.

"there we go. good puppy!" he praises, excitedly clapping his hands. you want nothing more than to bury your face in your hands, or maybe a pillow, but even in his celebration he watches you closely.

"come," he commands simply, pointing a finger at the floor right in front of where he sits on the couch.

with less hesitation than before - like a good dog who knows its place - you crawl towards him. and the closer you get, the louder one thought echoes in your head:

gojo satoru keeps you on a tight leash, in every way he can.