"You can tell me if it starts to hurt okay?" yuuji lays you back on the futon and glides his hand down your thigh, adjusting his hips in between your legs.
His jacket is completely stripped off along with his boxers. slowly, he positions the tip of his dick over your little hole, he likes seeing it squeeze around nothing.
"Nervous?" he asks carefully, not exactly putting it in you yet. "you can tell me." yuuji's left hand is on your hip while he rubs the skin to ease your anxiety.
"N-no yuu, it's just.. you're kind of big." your eyes widen at his length in between your thighs, your mouth opens in surprise
Yuuji examines his own dick in hand and slid it down to pump his length a few times, " ‘s not that big c'mon." he huffs out a laugh, "Want me to fuck your thighs instead?" he asks amused and leaned down, completely covering your body with his larger one.
"Nooo.." you grab his shoulder, "just be gentle." he half smiles at the confirmation and pressed the tip past your hole.
You gasp at the sheer size of his cock entering you, large and girthy, it's almost comical.
"Y-yuuu.." a whine left your mouth when he pushed his hips further to bottom out. yuuji bites his lip at how tight you feel around him, it was like stopping blood circulation on a finger with a rubber band.
"Shit! b-baby.." yuuji hisses and lifts his hips before slamming into you again, and again and again.
His hands held your waist firm, seeing his cock disappear in and out of you was something he probably won't get tired of.
"Feel me? right here." he murmurs with heated eyes trained on you to catch your attention. An outline of his dick shape is molded above your pelvis, it was something yuuji really liked to see.
"Feels good !" your breaths are louder now, seems that you're cumming first, not that he minds it.
"Feels good." he repeats. Yuuji feels your cunt tighten around him, momentarily seizing his movement, "s...shitt" he chokes when you come all over his cock. Still inside, he continued to thrust.
"Fuck makes me wanna come in ya." he breathes, eyes hazy with pleasure, "so good, so warm..." he squeezes your hips to gain your attention.
You wrap your arms around his neck and hugged him while he continues to piston into you, his cock piercing into the deepest parts of your cervix.
"Y-yuuji.. pull out!" you felt him twitch and he seemed to go rigid, only for a second before popping his dick out of you and shot his load all over your thighs and stomach.
"...You alright?" he caresses your cheek softly with an thumb, removing stray hairs that stuck to your face.
You nod dazed and raised your head to meet his lips in a kiss. He accepted it quick, moving his mouth against yours skillfully, tongue touching yours, teeth nibbling your lower lip.
Pulling away, you press kisses to his face and scars, the one beside his mouth stood out the most, you licked it gently.
"You're sexy when you aren't always wearing that hoodie Yuu." you comment, both your hands dragging down his naked chest, you realize he's also half hard now. Uh oh.
Yuuji groans when he feels the blood rush to his dick at your words, why does this always happen?!
"Hah..You.. ‘m still hard." he whines and lowers his head into your shoulder, "Thighs?" he suggest softly, murmuring a "wanna feel ya."
"Armpits?" you suggest playfully but yuuji raises his head so fast to look at you, "Gross babe." he comments with a smirk, "Bet we can though, if you're really up for it."
You smile but said nothing, enjoying his confused smile but he rolls his eyes anyway and positions himself in front of you once more, "Thighs it is."
sorry guys it's canon // drabble // modulo!yuji x fem!reader // literally purely smut // what can I say mappa had me feeling a certain way w/ .5 seconds of yuji on screen // this has restored my joy and whimsy // yuji has a thing for his hoodie // yuji wears hoodie entire time // no use of y/n // yuji whimpers bc all my men whimperrrr // I'd let yuji rail me- oh shit that's not a cw
part 1 , part 2
notes: guyssss u dont understandddd also there will be a part 2 and yes it's u wearing Yuji's hoodie, u r welcome guys <33
Yuji's hips snap forward, driving his cock deep in your tight little cunt as his hoodie brushes against your back with every small movement.
"Fuck baby, she's taking me s'good." He groans, his fingers digging into your hips as he holds you in place.
Your body reacts on its own, pressing your ass flush against him, needing him so deep that he bottoms out, stuffing your pussy impossibly full.
A hand slips off your hip, tugging at the hem of his hoodie as he raises it to get a better view of your pretty pussy wrapped around him.
"Christ, she's so beautiful," he murmurs, pupils blown wide as his cock twitches at the sight, nearly cumming from the sight alone—hell, it's taking everything in him to not bust in you.
"Mhnnnn…" you stifle a moan into the sheets, your hand slipping to your neglected clit, rubbing messy circles as your walls clench around him. "Need to c-cum s'bad, Y-yuu!"
Your voice comes out in broken sobs, the heat pulling low in your stomach building, until it comes crashing over you. Your legs shaking as his hand drops to your hip, steadying you as he fucks you through your orgasm, watching you become a slutty mess under him—your makeup running down your face, your hair sprawled out on his bed, everything about it has balls growing unbearably tight as he turns into a pathetic mess, whimpering uncontrollably. His hips buck forward, cock burying so deep his tip kisses your puffy, swollen cervix, before painting your fluttering walls with his pearly white cum.
"O-oh sh-shit–" He shudders, both hands going to his hoodie, lifting it as he pulls out, watching his cum drip from your little hole.
His thumb brushes over your folds, rubbing his cum over your pussy.
"God baby, look at you." He rasps, "Next time, though… you're wearing this." His eyes flick down to his hoodie, "wanna stuff her full while you're wearing it."
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18+ mdni. modulo yuji itadori finger fucks you at family dinner
c.w. dubcon, unaware exhibitionism, fingering, squirting, pussy slapping, oblivious parents, age gap, yuji is 80+, reader is 20.
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"So, how old are you again, son?" your father asked, his voice warm and casual as he took another bite of the meal your parents had so lovingly prepared.
"25, sir," Yuji lied. His voice was calm and steady, completely betraying the predatory rhythm he was maintaining beneath the table.
"Oh...five years older than our little girl?" your mother chimed in, her eyes crinkling with a maternal, teasing warmth.
"Can't say it doesn't bother me, but she seems to like you very much! HAHAHA!"
"Dad!" you gasped, the protest catching in your throat as a strangled, desperate moan nearly tore itself from your lips.
You clamped your mouth shut, your face flushing a violent crimson, your eyes watering from the unadulterated ecstasy of him.
Yuji offered a faint, polite smirk, passing it off as a charming, modest smile to your parents. But his eyes, those heavy, ancient eyes, remained dark.
This dinner to meet your parents had been proceeding with the exact kind of suffocating boredom he had expected. Your parents were loud, bright, and vibrantly alive, a painful reminder of the version of himself he had buried decades ago.
But unlike them, they were blissfully ignorant.
They didn't know about the existence of curses.
They didn't know that the man sitting at their table was older than the two of them combined.
And they certainly didn't know that their precious, well-behaved daughter had her pussy stuffed full of his thick scarred fingers, being ruthlessly fucked right under their noses.
The clink of your father’s fork against his plate sounded like a gunshot in your ears.
Every time the metal hit the ceramic, a jolt of electricity shot straight from your core to your brain.
You were hyper aware of everything.
The warmth of the dining room, the smell of the roasted meat, and the terrifying squelch! of his fingers working inside you.
Yuji wasn't playing around. He had already abandoned the slow ministrations. His hand was heavy, a punishing weight between your thighs, his thick fingers buried deep, stretching you until you felt like you might split open.
He was curling his knuckles upward, hooking into your most sensitive depths with a brutal, repetitive motion that made your hips twitch involuntarily.
"Pass the salt, would you, honey?" your mother asked.
You froze.
You could feel the slickness of your own arousal coating his hand, the hot, messy, filthy lubricant that made every thrust feel even more intense.
You reached for the shaker, your hand trembling so violently the salt rattled against the glass. You were terrified that if you moved too fast, the sound of your wet pussy would be the only thing they heard.
Under the table, Yuji’s thumb found your clit, pinning it down and grinding in a merciless circle.
The sensation was so sudden and so sharp that you had to bite your lip hard enough to draw blood just to keep from screaming.
He leaned forward, ostensibly to reach for his water, and used the movement to drive his fingers even deeper, stretching you wider.
You could feel the heat of his palm against your clit, the sheer size of his hand making you feel small and utterly conquered.
You sat there, forced to smile and nod at your mother’s mindless chatter, while your body was being filthily unraveled right in front of them.
As the last of the food was cleared, you tried to stand, your legs feeling unnervingly heavy.
"Let me help with the dishes," you managed to say, though your voice sounded far too breathless to be normal.
"Oh, don't be silly, sweetheart!" your mother insisted, giving you a bright smile. "Your father and I can handle it. You just sit and relax."
You watched them stand and exit the dining room, the sound of their footsteps retreating down the hallway.
The second they were out of earshot, the tension in your chest snapped. A quiet, desperate moan slipped past your lips, and you reached out to grab his forearm, your voice a frantic, trembling whisper.
"Yuji... please, not here...not yet..."
But Yuji didn't pull back. He just hummed, a low, vibrating sound that seemed to settle deep in your bones.
"C'mon, don't be like that," he murmured, his voice dropping into a casual rasp.
He gripped the sides of your chair and dragged it flush against his. The sudden closeness made your heart hammer against your ribs.
Without warning, his hand surged back between your thighs, his fingers accelerating into a frantic rhythm.
He was definitely not just teasing you anymore. You felt the heavy friction of his knuckles while his fingers buried themselves deep inside you, stretching you wide with every loud thrust.
The sound was unmistakable, the rhythmic squelch! squelch! squelch! of his hand sliding in and out of your soaking heat.
He leaned down, his face hovering just inches from yours, his eyes dark and predatory.
"Look at you," he hissed, the words dripping with a dark, teasing filth.
"Acting all innocent for 'em, but you're such a filthy little slut, y'know? So young to be a little whore, creaming my fingers in front of 'em."
He didn't stop the movement for a second. Instead, he hooked his fingers even deeper, curling them upward to find that maddening, sensitive spot inside you mercilessly now, his palm grinding hard against your swollen nub.
Your head was thrown back, your eyes fluttering shut as the tension rose in your cunt.
He didn't give you a second to breathe. His mouth descended on the crook of your neck, his teeth grazing your skin before he began to suck hard, marking you with bruising intensity.
The sensation was so sharp it made your toes curl against the floor, but his voice that whispered against your skin was what truly sent you over the edge.
"Shh, c'mon, keep it down," he murmured, his tone dropping low.
"I can hear 'em. They're comin' back. You better come now, or I'm not touchin' you for a whole month."
The ultimatum hit you like a physical blow. The desperation to please him, combined with the sheer, terrifying proximity of your parents, pushed you into a panicked state of arousal.
You felt your muscles coil, tightening around his fingers as the pressure built to an unbearable, screaming peak.
You let out a sharp, high pitched cry of release, but before the sound could echo through the house, Yuji’s massive, scarred hand clamped over your mouth, swallowing your scream whole.
As you hit the peak, your body buckled.
You felt your release as you squirted, your juices spraying hot and heavy against his palm and the underside of the table.
Just as the waves of pleasure peaked, he started delivering harsh, stinging slaps to your swollen pussy, your juices only spraying harder at the impact.
It was brutal, a sharp shock of pain that collided with the overwhelming sensation of your climax, making your vision go white as you shuddered violently in his grip.
He was efficient, almost terrifyingly so.
While you were still gasping for air, your body twitching with the aftershocks of your orgasm, he grabbed a handful of paper napkins from the table.
With a steady hand, he wiped his fingers clean of your slick and then without a hint of hesitation used the same, stained napkin to dab the sweat and tears from your flushed face.
The sound of footsteps returned. The dining room door swung open, and your parents walked back in, their voices bright and oblivious.
"Everything alright, honey? You look a little flushed," your mother remarked, setting a fresh pitcher of water on the table.
You couldn't answer.
You sat there in a daze, your insides feeling heavy and hollow, your skin still tingling from the slap and the heat.
You could feel the lingering sting between your legs, feeling utterly pathetic and exposed.
You kept your head bowed, staring intensely at the tablecloth, too ashamed to meet their eyes, terrified they might see the filth written all over your face.
Modulo Yuji making you wear his hoodie while fucking - mdni 18+
had to get u guys w/ a part 2 // all smut // no use of y/n // drabble // modulo!yuji x fem!reader // overstimulation // keeping his hoodie on // he talks dirty to you // makes you 'use your words' // overfilling you w/ cum // crying from overstim
part 1 , part 2
notes: guyss I basically had part 2 in stand-by mode I was so locked in to this idea, anyways both r p short but I felt like they were p fun ideas. Contemplated waiting to post and also figured out I'm tooooo impatient so here u guys goooo. From in a rut to posting smut (that's what they say)
Yuji's thumb dips under his hoodie that you're wearing, sending shivers through your body as he teases your sensitive skin.
"See, I knew you'd look beautiful in it," he murmurs, eyes flicking from his hoodie to your heavy-lidded eyes.
"Yuu," you whine, your hands coming up to hide your flustered face. "I'm already so tired from the four other times."
"But I wanna see her cumming around me," he pouts, hands going to either side of your head as he leans down, lips ghosting over yours. "Please, baby. I promise I'll be good after."
You know better than to believe a single word that comes from him, especially as he wears that devilish smirk that says you're going to be here all damn night.
"You have too much stamina, you know that?"
"Perks of being a sorcerer," he says, flashing that boyish grin that has your cunt aching for him.
"For who?" You groan, just wanting him in you already, tired of hours of relentless teasing.
He presses his lips to yours, still smiling as he pulls away. "Has to be for one of us, right?"
"You're such a dork," you playfully slap his chest. And he laughs softly at how adorable you look, before trailing kisses along your jawline, slow and gentle, until his lips are on your neck, sucking, nipping, leaving marks. So everyone knows just who you belong to.
A broken whimper slips past your lips, "shhh, baby, I'm not even in you yet." His voice is husky, deeper than you're used to.
"Yu–" You can barely get your words out as his hand slips to your pussy, easily finding your clit, rubbing tentative circles against your overstimulated bud that has you writhing beneath him, tears already pricking your eyes.
"Hm?" He hums, thumb pressing firmer to your clit, the pleasure becoming so overwhelming it's damn near unbearable.
"T-too much…" you whimper, legs still shaking from your multiple orgasms—Yuji was never one to put his pleasure above yours, sometimes to a fault.
"Too much because you're done? Or…" he's slowly moving down, arms hooking under your thighs, lifting them once his face is only inches from your leaky cunt, "Too much because you're just sensitive?"
His breath is hot against your clit, teasing—agonizingly so, to the point it has your hips jolting in protest at the sensation.
"Yuji!" Your hands shoot to his hair, pulling at pink tufts threaded tightly between your fingers.
He groans as you tug harder, his lips wrapping around your flustered clit, sucking, making you an absolute whining mess. The tears once pricking your eyes are now falling down your rosy cheeks, you're so fucked out, so overstimulated, but you just want him—need him closer. You pull his face flush against your soaked cunt as you rub your pussy all over his face, leaving him dripping with your arousal.
He briefly pulls away, "Words, princess, we've talked about this." His tone is firm but soft, and christ, it absolutely wrecks you. How can he go from your soft boyfriend to something else entirely when he has you like this?
"It's too much." You're pulling him up by his hair. At first, he resists, just to feel you tug harder before giving in, lips crashing against yours, claiming you in a primal frenzy as he strokes his cock, rubbing his tip against your slick folds.
"Guess I'll have to make you feel better in other ways, huh?" He slowly pushes in, stretching your pussy full as he gives you a moment to adjust to him—which only takes seconds when you've already had him in you so many times, your body's started to mold perfectly to fit him.
"You okay?" He asks softly, worry flickering through his glossy brown eyes.
You nod, your eyes still red from overstimulated tears, legs profusely trembling as he starts to move, his thrusts quickly turning rushed, like he can't control himself anymore.
"Fuck, I'm not gonna last." He groans, jaw tense as his hips snap forward, burying his cock so deep. "Feels too good."
"Want you to fill me up," you're barely holding on, his thumb already back on your clit, sending overwhelming waves of pleasure crashing over you.
"God, you look so damn sexy." His eyes stay trained on you, "so fucking beautiful taking me like this."
"Only for you, Yu!!" You moan out, nails digging into his back, leaving trails of red that have him grunting with every stroke.
"I know that's right," he rasps, face buried back in your neck as he drives his cock deeper one last time, his thumb pressing firmly on your clit, leaving both of you coming undone together as he shoots thick ropes of cum in you.
"O-oh m-my god—" profanities slip from your lips, your eyes rolling back as your whole body becomes consumed by pleasure.
He keeps fucking his cum back into your pussy, until the base of his cock is coated in a milky white ring.
And when he pulls out, he looks at you—really looks at you. Wearing his hoodie, looking all fucked out for him—god, he's never seen someone so breathtakingly beautiful in his life, it's almost unbelievable to him that you're all his.
"Fuck, you're never leaving my bed…" His eyes flick back to his hoodie, swallowing you whole, "never taking that off either, baby."
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granpapi yuuji finger blasting you until you soak his sheets. you're so pliant and sweet for him, legs spread and placed over his thighs as he works his rough fingers inside of you that reaches the gooey gummy parts inside your pussy.
"hey babe, you're good right?" he checks up, eyes wandering over your sweaty and flushed face, your mouth open with all those pretty sounds he likes to hear.
you nod and moaned when he pistons his hand, flicking his wrist to fuck you hard and deep, the heel of his palm send shockwaves of pleasure up your spine, it sends your body shaking.
"yuu-! s-so good!" your clit is throbbing from his rough stimulation until yuuji finds the spot that's deep within your core.
he's thumbing your clit now, eager to see the mess you've been aching to make on his bed, his own dick getting harder as the second passes. but he can wait. he's always been so patient.
squirming, you squeeze around his fingers and feel the coil in your belly pull taut until it's supposed to snap! but yuuji being a little shit head stops moving the delicious movements of his hand and holds your thigh in a bruising grip.
"sorry babe. i gotta tease ya a little, right?" he presses his bulge over your cunt and rubs, but being already overstimulated and wayy too horny you cum without thinking.
uh oh. yuuji stops fully and looks at you through hooded eyes, his expression is unreadable— but his eyes... his eyes are swarming with lust.
"ahh.. look. now i have to really do somethin' about that." he removed his fingers out of your puckered cunt and swipes your folds with your slick before slapping your pussy, over and over.
"oh fuck! y-yuuji!" you moan and squeeze your thighs around his waist but he just inserts his fingers a little inside and then slaps your cunt once again.
"yuuujiii..." you whine and grab his wrist, he chuckles a little when he sees drool come out of your mouth.
"pretty girl.. look here." he asks gently, lightly poking your reddening cheeks, "..want me to properly fuck you?"
a whimper left your mouth and you nod vigorously, "yes. yes yuu, i want it." you reach out for him and he sighs dreamily, brushing some of your hair off your forehead.
"was already planning it." he places a kiss to your cheek and then softly biting the skin there, "gonna make sure you're filled, like a.. cream puff?" he ponders a moment and that got a giggle out of you.
"you're hot when you speak like you know what you're saying yuu."
yuuji rolls his eyes and smirks, "Yeah, yeah, spread 'em pretty girl."
