Can i request domming alt!geto with piercings and pulling on his hair while giving him backshots 🥹🥹🥹♥️
Pegging Alt Geto Hours 😩
"What was that?''
"What was what, baby?" you asked, not looking at him, focused on what you were going to order on the menu. You were hungry, to say the least, thinking about what would fill your belly up the best. Maybe a burger with some fries? Or something from the vegetarian section. Decisions, decisions.
''He was totally flirting with you.'' He muttered, falling back against his chair, top hanging from one shoulder.
"If you say so-Excuse me?" You flagged down a waitress, who walked up to you with a smile on her face. "Could I have number 13 and some extra fries please, and-" you looked at your boyfriend, pouting in front of you.
The waitress stared at him expectantly, and he just shook his head, telling her he wasn't hungry. But you called his bluff immediately; he was just upset with you and throwing a fit.
And like the caring girlfriend you were, you rolled your eyes, ordering the same thing he ordered. You didn't need him stealing your fries. He rolled his eyes, and you sighed. "Baby, he wasn't flirting with me."
To that he scoffed. When you first got with Geto, you knew he could get a little jealous. With that came him being pouty and giving you the silent treatment. Nothing too bad, right? But you did not like his attitude. You didn't like it at all. He was being a brat.
"Come on, sweetheart..." You muttered, your leg touching his underneath the table.
And that got him. He took a deep breath, his shoulders finally relaxing. He'd behave for now. The evening went by smoothly after that. Your jealous boyfriend wasn't so jealous anymore, telling himself you couldn't do better than him (you couldn't).
When you got back to your place, and he started getting handsy with you, coming up behind you, softly blowing into your ear, wrapping his arms around you, letting his bulge press against you behind, you understood.
He wasn't really jealous, he was pent up. Horny. Aching for you. Well, aching for your strap. And you smirked, turning around to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck.
''So you're just a slut?'' You muttered teasingly, making him blush hard. He was so easy to read. Your arms fell from around his neck, wandering down his body slowly, making their way to his waist. His arms on the other hand, slung around your neck as soon as your hands slipped under his top.
He winced at the feeling of your cold fingers against his skin. And from then on, all ways lead to your room. He couldn't even take off his clothes before he was pushed onto the bed by you, followed by you straddling his lap and attacking him with kisses while you unbuttoned his shirt.
You were quick-witted. In moments, the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and your hand was on one of his pecks, squeezing it softly. Then, you leaned down, taking one of his pierced nipples into your mouth, letting the cold metal warm up on your tongue.
His other nipple wasn't forgotten. You tugged at his nipple softlymaking him arch his back off the bed deliciously. He was so cute. "You're so sensitive today, Suguru..."
Your hand let go of his nipple, sliding down his stomach, past his belly button piercing, slipping right into his hand. But you didn't touch him. You stopped right there, instead, looking up at him.
"It's no use touching you here.'' You muttered, with a smirk plastered on your face. You got off him, walking towards your closet to get your strap, alongside some lube. "We all know you prefer it from the back.''
He gulped.
You nodded at him, motioning for him to do the one thing he could do best. Get on his hands and knees.
Before he did, he took off his pants and boxers while you lubed up your toy.
He was ready for you.
When you walked over, you noticed you didn't even have to finger him open. He was already loose enough to push the toy right into him. Right past his rim.
He gasped when you slapped the tip against his hole, prodding at his entrance. He couldn't wait. He wanted you inside him already. But he knew you loved to tease him before pushing it in. You wanted every muscle of his to beg you to be filled.
And when he pushed his hips back against you, shaking his ass subtly, you finally pushed it in, drawing a whine from him upon bottoming out. He let his head fall forward, nails digging into the sheets.
Letting out ragged breaths, he looked back at you with that needy expression of his. That expression that let you know he wanted you badly. He needed you stretching out his walls, he needed you filling him up, he needed you making him cum over and over again.
He needed you.
You pulled out slowly, not fully, before pushing in gradually, watching his hole inhale your fake dick. And that's how you built a steady rhythm. Thrusting into his sloppy hole with ease, watching him clench down on it.
Slowly and surely, you increased your pace, bruising grip on his hips giving you leverage to fuck into him. He let out long whines and soft whimpers, choking on his very own sounds he was making.
"Are you okay?'' Pushing into him again, reaching very deep before you halted your movements, running a finger down his spine, you asked. The only thing he could do was look back at you and whine, pushing back onto your strap once again.
That was all the confirmation you needed.
You slammed your hips against his again, building up a steady rhythm. He loved it when you went at it at a medium pace but went deep and hard, making his cheeks bounce off your dick.
He shrieked when you grabbed at his luscious hair, hands tugging him back by his scalp, making his back arch deliciously as you continued fucking into him.
"Y-Y/n!'' He mewled, trying to hold on to something. Anything that would keep him grounded. Anything that would help him not completely lose his mind. Because he was a mess. And so, so close to painting your sheets white. ''I'm going to-''
You halted your thrusts, grinding against his prostate, making his toes curl. ''I'm not letting you cum that easily today.''
After a fight, Geto hugs you silently. You tease him, then suggest eating out. In the car, he argues again, so you stop and make him choose, fight or eat. He picks food, but you pick something else.
warnings: sub!femininine!omega!geto x dom!alpha!reader, omegaverse, girl dick, boy pussy, car head/ sex, creampie, voyeurism, feminization
The moment you stepped into your shared home, you could already feel the tension in the air. It was thick, lingering like the remnants of your earlier argument. You sighed, rubbing the back of your neck. You knew Geto would still be upset, but you had hoped time would smooth things over.
You barely had time to put your bag down before you saw him appear from the hallway. His expression was unreadable, but you noticed the slight pout of his lips and the way his ears twitched... Tell-tale signs of his stubborn streak. Despite whatever lingering frustration he had, he immediately walked up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing his face into the crook of your neck.
You smirked. So he was mad, but not mad enough to resist physical affection? Cute.
You hugged him back, resting against. “Hey, baby.”
Silence.
You pulled back slightly, peering down at him, but he just tightened his hold around you, refusing to meet your gaze. A silent protest.
Ah. So that was how you were playing it. “Not talking to me, huh?” You teased, your voice laced with amusement. He stayed quiet, but you swore you felt him press his cheek harder against you as if trying to suffocate you with his silent treatment.
You chuckled. “You’re really committed to this, aren’t you?”
No response.
Alright, fine. If he wanted to be difficult, you could play that game too.
You reached down, lightly running your fingers along his sides, knowing full well how ticklish he was. He twitched but remained steadfast, his little arms still clutching you tightly. You smirked and let your hands travel lower, resting just above his hips.
“Are you sure you don’t wanna talk to me?” You hummed, fingers ghosting over his sensitive spots. “Because I can be very persuasive.”
A muffled sound escaped him, but he refused to give in. You grinned, pressing your lips against his cheek before whispering, “You know I can do this all night, right?”
Finally, he squirmed, pulling back just enough to glare at you. “You’re so annoying,” he muttered.
Sweet victory.
You leaned down, nuzzling into his neck, inhaling his sweet scent. “There he is,” you cooed. “I missed your voice, you know.”
He huffed but didn’t pull away. Instead, he grumbled, “I’m still mad at you.”
You chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw. “I know, baby. But you’ll forgive me soon.”
Another huff, but this time, you felt him relax against you. You held him close, content in the warmth of his presence. You’d talk about the argument later, but for now, this was enough.
After a moment, you pulled back slightly, caressing his cheek. "How about we go out to eat?"
He hesitated, but the offer was tempting enough for him to nod. Soon, you were in the car, and the silence was comfortable. At first. Then, out of nowhere, he started again. “You know you were wrong earlier,” he huffed, arms crossed, his voice rising.
“You never listen to me! You always just-”
You sighed, gripping the wheel tightly. "Suguru, not now."
But he kept going, his voice turning whiny and sharp. "No, because you never take me seriously! And it’s not fair that-"
Without any warning, you slammed the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road, making him jolt forward in his seat. His eyes widened as he looked at you in shock. “Enough,” you said, your voice firm. "Do you want to fight, or do you want to eat? Choose."
He stared at you, mouth slightly agape in disbelief. A moment of silence stretched between you before he crossed his arms and looked away, muttering, "Eat."
You smirked, satisfied, and shifted the car back into drive. "Good." You turned the engine off as he stared at you. Brows furrowed. Were you not going to eat out anymore? You undid your seatbelt and he looked at you expectantly. ''Your whining made me hard. I can't eat out like this. Fix it.''
His eyes widened as he realised your intentions, a deep blush spreading across his cheeks. He bit his lip, looking torn between his lingering frustration and the growing desire in your eyes. "You can't just... We're in public!" He whispered loudly, glancing around nervously as if expecting someone to overhear. You looked at him expectantly and he rolled his eyes turning away from you. He wasn't about to get on his knees for you just because you were horny. He was still very mad at you.
''I guess we'll just have to take a U-turn straight back home.'' You sighed, feigning innocence as you buckled your seatbelt again, turning the car back on. He gasped, turning to you as his hands clasped onto yours, pleading you to stop. You raised your hands in defeat, turning the car back off and unbuckling your seatbelt. You spread your legs in your seat, looking at him. ''Go on.''
He crouched over the console, tucking a strand of his long hair behind his ear. Noticing, you grabbed his hair, holding it back, acting as a hair band. In a mere few moments, your pants were unbuttoned and unzipped. When he tugged at your underwear, pulling it to the side, your dick sprang free, slapping his cheek. You had to cover your mouth in order not to laugh as he glared up at you.
''Come on, baby girl. You're hungry, right? Focus.'' You chuckled.
And he finally steadied your dick and licked a stripe from the base of your dick, up to your tip, following a vein. You shuddered, letting out a breathy laugh. He would have to give you way more than that to satisfy you.
He was trying to tease you. Tongue-only kitten licking the tip. Circling your aching tip at most, as he stared up at you with doe eyes. Fuck, he looked so beautiful. He averted his gaze back to your dick, lips enveloping the tip as he sucked at it slowly. This still wasn't enough. Not at all. And you were done playing coy with him. You pulled his hair back a little, catching him off guard before pushing him down on your dick and holding him there. Making him take all of you.
He was gagging, as tears started streaming down his face and he stared up at you angrily. The only thing you could do was throw your head back as you thrust up and down into his mouth. Fucking his face. This was better. This was what you needed. Him being a good slut and taking what he was given.
''J-Just like that.'' You groaned, pushing him down one final time, keeping him there as his nose touched your lower abdomen. And that's when you released your grip on him after pulling him up last time. While he was coughing, you stroked your dick, coming all over his face.
He was still coughing when you cleaned the cum off his face before he fixed his hair and clothes, assuming you two were done. But you were far from done. You reached over him, making his seat recline until he was lying down. His eyes widened when he looked down at your crotch. How were you still hard? And even harder than before it seemed. You hovered over him, pushing his legs up to his chest and pulling his pants down to his ankles.
''Wh-What are you doing?'' He asked, batting his long lashes at you. The needy look in his eyes was impossible to ignore. His breath hitched as your fingers delved deeper, his back arching off the seat. A soft, needy whimper escaped his lips, his eyes fluttering closed. "Ah-Y/n..." Before he knew it, one of your hands was keeping his legs in place, and your fingers were inside him.
He gasped out, his voice high and breathy. "That feels... It feels good, but..." His protests dissolved into a drawn-out moan as you found that sensitive spot inside him, making his toes curl.
You could feel the heat of his body, the way his walls clenched around your invading fingers, drawing you in deeper. His hands scrabbled at your shoulders, his nails digging into your shirt as he tried to anchor himself. "W-Wait, we should... Oh!" His words cut off with a sharp cry as you curled your fingers just right, stroking that special bundle of nerves.
Panting softly, his eyes met yours, hazy with lust and a hint of pleading. "Please... I n-need..." He bit his lip, looking torn between begging you to stop and urging you on. His body was trembling, his skin flushed and glistening with a light sheen of sweat.
Suddenly, he wrapped his legs around your waist, using the leverage to pull you closer, grinding his hips against yours. You could feel his hardness through the thin fabric of his underwear, hot and insistent. "I need you," he whimpered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Please, baby... I want you inside me. I want you to f-fill me up until I can't... Until I'm... A-Ah!" His words dissolved into a desperate moan as you brushed against his prostate again, making his body convulse with pleasure. ''Till I'm-" His eyes rolled back, his head falling back against the headrest as he surrendered to the intense sensations coursing through him.
"P-Please, I can't... I'm going to-" His cries grew louder, more wanton, as he felt his release approaching. His hips bucked erratically against your hand, seeking more of that delicious friction. The car filled with the obscene sounds of his needy moans and the slick, wet noises of your fingers plunging in and out of his hole.
With a final, hoarse cry of your name, he came undone. His body stiffened, back arching sharply as thick ropes of cum splattered against his belly and chest. Wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over him, his inner walls clenching rhythmically around your fingers as if trying to milk an impossible release from them.
As the aftershocks subsided, he went limp, panting harshly. He looked up at you with glassy, unfocused eyes, a blissed-out smile playing on his kiss-swollen lips. ''That felt good..." He breathed out, sounding utterly wrecked in the best possible way.
Slowly, he unwrapped his legs from around your waist, letting them fall limply to the sides of the seat. He looked up at you with a shy, almost bashful expression, despite the lewd state of his dishevelled appearance. "I... I think I'm ready for that dinner now," He said with a soft, breathless giggle. "But... Maybe we should get cleaned up first, yeah?" He glanced down at the mess on his belly, biting his lip with an embarrassed smile.
You looked down at his pleading, lust-filled eyes and felt a surge of desire. The need to claim him, to mark him from the inside, was overwhelming. Your dick throbbed almost painfully, aching to be inside his hole.You leaned in close, your faces inches apart, and growled softly, "Do you want my dick? You want me to fill this needy hole until you're dripping?"
Geto whimpered and nodded eagerly, wrapping his arms around your neck again. "Yes, please... I need you inside me." He begged, his voice raw.
You smirk, pleased by his desperation. You hooked your fingers into the waistband of your husband's panties and yanked them down his legs, tossing them carelessly to the side. The cool air in the car made him shiver, his exposed flesh pebbling with goosebumps.
You took a moment to admire the view, your eyes roaming over his naked lower half, taking in every dip and curve. You trailed a finger along his inner thigh, feeling him tremble at the touch. "Look at you... spread out and waiting for my dick like a proper little slut," You teased, your voice a deep rumble.
He flushed at your crude words, but the excitement in his eyes only grew. "I'm your slut, Y/n... Only yours," He breathed out, spreading his legs wider in invitation.You couldn't resist any longer. You undid your pants, freeing your aching erection from its confines. It slapped against his belly, leaving a smear of precum on his skin. H/n gasped at the feeling of the hot flesh against him, his own spent dick twitching with renewed interest.
You lined yourself up, the swollen head of your dick kissing his fluttering entrance. You looked into his eyes, seeing the desperate, pleading look there, and with a swift, powerful thrust, you buried yourself balls-deep inside your husband.
He cried out, his back arching off the seat as he filled in one swift, powerful thrust. His walls stretch deliciously around your thick dick, the slight burn of the initial intrusion giving way to intense pleasure. ''Y/n!" He wailed, fingers scrabbling at your shoulders.
You groaned, low and long, at the exquisite tightness enveloping you. You gave him a moment to adjust, feeling his body quivering and clenching around your dick. "Fuck, baby... You're so warm. So perfect," You praised, voice strained with the effort of holding back.
He whimpered and nodded, trying to rock his hips to take you even deeper. "I feel so full. So good," He slurred, eyes glazed with lust and adoration. His walls fluttered and pulsed around your dick as if trying to hold you in place.
You couldn't resist the silent plea. You started to move, pulling out until just the tip remained before slamming back in, setting a hard, fast rhythm. The car filled with the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin, his desperate moans, and your approving grunts.
"Yes, yes, yes! Just like that!" He chanted, wrapping his legs tight around your waist, heels digging into the small of your back to urge you on. "Harder... Please, I need-Ah!" His words dissolve into a drawn-out keen as you hit his prostate dead-on.You leaned down to capture his lips in a searing kiss, swallowing his cries of pleasure. Your tongues danced and twined, each trying to dominate the other. Your hands roamed his body, squeezing and caressing every dip and curve, leaving no inch of skin untouched.
He surrendered to the ongoing sensation, his world narrowing down to the delicious drag of your dick inside him, the press of your body against his, and the all-consuming love and lust he felt for you. He could feel his release building again, the heat in his belly coiling tighter and tighter.
"I'm- I'm going to come again!" He cried out, his voice breaking on a high, desperate note. His body trembled and tensed, thighs clenching around your waist as he teetered on the brink of his orgasm.
You felt his walls starting to flutter and tighten, knowing he was on the verge of a second release. Spurred on by this, you doubled your efforts, hips snapping forward with renewed fervour. The car rocked with the force of your hips, the windows fogging up from the heat of your passion.
"Yes, baby... Come for me.'' You growled, voice low and rough with lust. You slipped a hand between your sweat-slicked bodies to find his own weeping dick, stroking it in time with your thrusts.
The added stimulation proved too much for him. With a strangled scream of your name, he came undone, his release bursting forth as thick ropes of seed splattered against his belly and chest. His inner walls clamped down like a vice around your pistoning shaft, rippling and clenching as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over him.
The sensation was too good for you to withstand. With a final moan, you buried yourself to the hilt inside him, your own climax hitting with the force of a train. Your dick pulsed and throbbed as it unleashed a torrent of hot, thick seed directly into his spasming passage, painting his insides white.
You collapsed together, both gasping for air and trembling with the aftershocks of your intense releases. You peppered his face with soft kisses, murmuring words of praise and adoration against his skin. "That's it, baby... So good for me" You coo, voice low.
He could only whimper and cling to you, his body still quaking with the afterglow of his climax. He felt so full, so wonderful. As you catch your breath, you carefully rolled the both of you over so that he was draped over your chest with you still inside him. Your husband whimpered softly as the movement caused your softening dick to stir inside him, sending pleasant aftershocks through his overstimulated body.
You wrapped your arms around him, holding him close as you both came down from your intense high. You stroked his hair, his back, his ass, petting and soothing him with gentle touches. He melted into the embrace, feeling safe, cherished, and utterly satisfied.
"Shhh, I've got you, baby. I've got you," You murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head. "You did so well. I'm so proud of you, my perfect husband," you praised, voice low and warm with affection.
He blushed at the praise, nuzzling into your chest. "Thank you... For making me feel so good.'' He whispered, his voice soft and sated. "I love you," He added, looking up at you.
"And I love you... More than anything in this world," You sealed the words with a deep, passionate kiss, pouring all your love and commitment into the press of your lips. He kissed back just as fervently, surrendering himself completely to the emotion and the moment.
As you broke the kiss, you smirked, giving him a playful smack on the ass. "Now, what do you say we get cleaned up and head to that dinner, hmm? I'm suddenly starving," You tease, your eyes glinting with mischief and lingering lust.
He giggled, a light blush colouring his cheeks. "Yes, baby... let's go show everyone how well you've satisfied your husband.'’
It's a back and forth between geto, your ex bf, and yourself
omega!ex!geto x domme!alpha!reader, geto is a cult leader and manipulative as hell and a little more feminine, dick sucking (both), you fuck him (female alpha Y/n has a dick), slight angst with comfort at the end
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This was supposed to be a goge fanfic but I'm selfish I'm sorry👩🏾🦯
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You were hiding.
You were hiding very well. One might even say too well. And you couldn't blame them: Usually, you were the best at hiding. Which is why you were here.
Not in plain sight this time. This time you were hidden very well. And you were sure he wouldn't spot you this time. He was sitting at the front, on the little stage, the mass looking up at him, admiring him. All of them were brainwashed and willing to give him all the money they had. Everything they owned. Mortgages, properties, and their firstborn.
Pathetic.
You'd never fall for his act that hard.
Because he didn't need you to.
You broke up with him when he started to change. When he started exploiting people for his own gains. When he started using their insecurities against them. When he started showing his true colours.
When he was with you, he was a sweet innocent soul. But there was something he kept hidden from you. He was a manipulative asshole. And you couldn't even blame all the people falling for him. He was a pretty omega with the feminine beauty of a goddess; every word he spoke came out in a purr, his movements seductive. Everything an Alpha could dream of.
But he was bat shit crazy.
He smiled at the crowd. That smile held an underlying darkness. His eyes wandered, and suddenly his gaze stilled. Fixated on you, his smile grew wider. He couldn't see you, you made sure of that. There was no way he could.
One thing you hadn't considered is that he could feel you. He knew you too well. He had spent so much time both on top and beneath you to know when you were near. How could he miss your scent? That dark domineering scent he loved inhaling so much. Right now, he was sure you were hiding in the hall, right where his gaze lingered.
What would he do? Would he have his army of followers get you? Would he expose you? No. He looked away again, skimming the crowd.
He did something even worse.
‘’You, third row in the fifth seat,’’ he pointed at a woman who looked similar to you. But by the looks of it, she was an Omega. Was he trying to make you jealous? You watched carefully, jaw clenching as she sprang up excitedly when he reached out his hand, ‘’Come up here.’’
She walked up to him excitedly, sitting in his lap once he patted it, motioning for her to sit on it.
Your blood was boiling. You were fuming. He knew exactly what he was doing. Raising your blood pressure would make your pheromones heavier. You would expose yourself if you stayed hidden. You had to act fast.
But he had you just where he wanted you. When he asked the young woman if he could touch her, you froze. She of course, nodded, hesitantly wrapping her arms around his shoulders as his hand made its way to her waist, grabbing it softly. ‘’Can I kiss you too?’’
She nodded, and he latched onto her neck immediately leaving marks as she let out breathy whines. He bit down on her neck, making her gasp, before running his tongue alongside the mark, trying to ease the pain as he stared right at you.
Or the spot he thought you were hiding in.
Slowly, your pheromones increased, filling the room, and his smile grew wider. The mass of people caught on to it too, looking around, trying to find the source of the pheromones. The vein on your forehead was about to burst. And when he gripped her chin, leaning in to her, he finally got you.
You jump out of your hiding spot pointing a gun at her head, making everyone gasp. ‘’Are you trying to kill me?!’’ You yelled and he feigned innocence.
‘’Oh, Y/n… Who would have thought.’’ He purred, that sly little smile grazing his features.
Immediately, you were tackled to the ground, your gun taken from you as his security tied your hands up behind your back. You were trying to get out of their grip but there were just too many.
He chuckled, motioning for them to take you outside the hall. ‘’Take her to my chamber.’’ He spoke, pulling the girl in again.
‘’If you kiss her I will kill everyone in this building!’’ You screamed as they escorted you out. ‘’You fucking hear me?! Suguru Geto, listen!’’ The door closed, and the last thing you saw was that sly smirk before the door closed fully. You had failed. Again.
They took you to his chamber, setting you down on your knees, holding you in place until he arrived. Telling the guards he had dismissed the crowd for the evening and that he would gather them in the morning, he dismissed the guards as well, leaving just the two of you.
His arms were folded in front of his chest, robe dangling as he looked down at you, cooking an eyebrow. Until he started moving. Strutting towards you, step after step, ready to punish you for embarrassing him yet again.
When he stood right in front of you, with you looking up at him, contemplating what to do with you, he cupped your face, using his thumb to caress your cheeks. You were angry. Your brows were furrowed, your nose scrunched up, your lips pouting.
‘’Open.'' he whispered, thumb prying open your mouth with ease. It's not like you were resisting or anything. You opened your mouth angrily, sucking on his thumb while he laughed, sliding the robe aside, slapping his dick against your cheek. ‘’You look good tied up on your knees for me.’’ He muttered, taking his thumb out of your mouth. ‘’Suck.’’ And you did, pretending you were doing it reluctantly.
Your tongue danced around his tip, making him gasp, his hips bucking even though the real fun hadn't even started. You could tell he needed this. Needed you to make him feel you.Scratch that.
He needed all of you.
You bobbed your head, continuing to look up at him as he threw his head back, the prettiest moans you'd ever hear falling past his lips. His moans were so pretty, his hair falling beautifully to frame his face as one of his hands held onto your head hesitantly, trying to ground himself.
You knew he came fast but his reaction made you think he was pent up. Which he was. Because with one final thrust into your mouth, he came down your throat, slowly pulling it out again.
And then, he ordered you to get on the bed. With your hands still tied behind your back, you do, not before he unties you though. He knows you'd never hurt him. And you wish he were wrong.
You got into the bed, leaning against the headboard as he crawled into the bed, resting right in front of you, telling you that he wants you to fuck him. But you looked away angrily, while your dick was as hard as a brick, dick print massive, pressing through your pants with a wet spot forming at the tip.
So he rested his face on your crotch, making you gasp, before he started rubbing his face against your bulge as your hand came up to his hair. ‘’Come on… Are you really going to make me beg, baby?’’ And that got you.
But you continued playing hard to get. Continued even when he unzipped your pants, and pulled them down, not forgetting your boxers as your dick slapped your stomach. He gave your dick a few pumps before taking it into his mouth, making him wince.
On the other hand, his fingers reached behind, slipping under his robe to stretch himself open, using two fingers at first. He was so wet already, the slick oozing down his legs when he slipped in. ‘’You've got me so wet a-already.’’ He whispered, tongue swirling around the tip, making sure it dragged across your slit every time.
You tried.
You really tried pulling yourself together. But it was too much, too good to try and fight it. When he took your tip into his mouth again, bobbing his head while fingering himself, the hand on your dick stroking the base that didn't fit in his mouth, you threw your head back falling back into the sheets as he was trying to suck the life out of you.
You were choking on your own moans, fingers tangled in the sheets, toes curling, dick twitching as he looked up at you with those pretty eyes. Fuck, those doe eyes that would never give away his true character. His eyes were so deceiving.
He let go of your tip, using his hand to stroke the whole length of it, pressing a few soft kisses to it. ‘’You look like you're about to cum, Y/n.’’ He whispered, batting his eyelashes at you.
And he was definitely right. You could feel your muscles contracting, the knot in your stomach tightening threatening to burst. But then, he pulled away, letting all the built-up pleasure fade away. And you were too tired to complain. Reaching for his nightstand, he grabbed a condom, ripping open the package using his teeth, placing the condom in his mouth and rolling it down your shaft using his mouth. You gasped at the sensation and he chuckled. ‘’I bet you would have enjoyed me forgetting a condom, huh?’’
He straddled your lap, rubbing his butt against your dick, making it throb against him. ‘’Do you want to get me pregnant, Y/n?’’
Oh, you were done for.
Too easy for him.
Then, he grabbed it again, holding it in place, so that he could finally slide down on it. You had forgotten how hot he was, not only from the outside but from the inside.
‘’Can you see yourself in my tummy? My hole feels way better than my hand and my mouth, right?’’ He raised his hips, making them smack back down in a steady rhythm, leaning down and gripping your face. He let out a chuckle before leaning in for a kiss. But you frowned and turned your head away. Now he was confused.
‘’Why won't you let me kiss you?’’ He muttered, trying not to totally lose his mind on your dick.
You huffed, rolling your eyes. ‘’Why don't you kiss that other girl you had in your lap earlier?’’
He laughed when it all started to make sense. Reluctantly sucking him off even though you knew you wanted it as much as him, acting like you didn't want him to suck your dick, going as far as even denying him a kiss. ‘’Oh? Is my Y/n jealous?’’ He couldn't help but laugh at your pouty face.
‘’No!’’ you responded and it was an obvious lie.
When he was done laughing, he leaned down again, this time, pressing a kiss to your nose. ‘’I would never kiss the lips of another,’’ he whispered, staring right at your lips, leaning down slowly. And this time, you let him press his lips against yours.
‘’I only kiss my Y/n on the lips.’’ He whispered between kisses, stopping his movements momentarily. He really wanted to feel you, feel your lips against his. And then, finally, you managed to loosen up, wrapping your arms around his waist and pulling him in deeper. He giggled against your lips, pulling back as you pressed kisses all over his face and neck. When he cupped your face again, you pressed your lips against his this time. And his body relaxed against yours, fully melting into the kiss.
Suddenly, one hand wandered down to his butt, resting there. The other hand steadied him, holding him in place before you started moving. Thrusting up into him. He gasped, surprised by the movement. You locked him in place as you fastened in pace. He arched his back, head falling into the crook of your neck as he moaned right into your ear, moans falling past his lips deliciously. You were getting to him.
He clung to your shoulders for dear life, biting into your neck to the point you were sure he would draw blood. So you pulled him down harder, slamming him down on your dick, using him like a flashlight.
He was crying now. ‘’W-Wait-Ngh! It's too mu-much!’’
You stopped any sort of movement immediately, noticing him shaking on top of you. He was sobbing into your shoulder and he wouldn't let go. At first, you thought he had a dry orgasm. He was quite sensitive so that could have been the case. But when you noticed he wasn't letting go, you knew something was wrong.
‘’Suguru? Baby-'’ You sat up with him in your arms, arms wrapped around his waist as he was now sitting on top of you, face still buried in the crook of your neck, arms wrapped around your neck. You raised him a little, making your dick slide out of him. ‘’Shh, it's okay. I'm here.’’ You whispered, rubbing his back soothingly.
‘’I have been terrified.’’ He sobbed, now finally looking at you. ‘’Terrified that you'd stop loving me for who I truly am,’’ he admitted. ‘’I have gone down the dark path for too long now and I don't think I can come back.’’ His tears were made up of pure guilt and longing. And he was finally tired of pretending.
You wiped his tears away, cupping his soft cheeks as you smiled. ‘’I could never stop loving you, my love.’’ You whispered, kissing his tears away. It was obvious. Obvious to anyone except him. Why would you come here every week, trying to infiltrate his plans? Why would you let yourself get caught? Why didn't you ever run away when he caught you?
The answer was simple.
Love.
It was love.
Because you loved him.
That's why you kept on coming back. That's why you couldn't and wouldn't ever give up on him.You pulled him into another kiss. This one was gentle. Loving. Not like the rough make-out you just had a few minutes ago. You were showing him how much he meant to you. And you released some pheromones to calm him down.
And you two just stayed like that for a while. Holding each other. Kissing each other occasionally. Whispering words of reassurance into his ear. Then, suddenly, he sniffled, wiping his eyes as he looked at you.
‘’You know what's crazy?’’ You shook your head no. ‘’I can't get over you.’’
You laughed, pressing a kiss to his neck. ‘’... Also, I think I left the crowd mic on.’’
Both of you froze.
Suddenly, you could hear commotion from the hallway outside of his room. ‘’Master! Are you crying?!’’
You plumped back into the sheets. ‘’Oh for fucks sake...’’
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Yes, I would have definitely enjoyed not having a condom at hand 🙏🏾
Swollen, bloated, and burning with his a phantom heat, Geto can’t hide his desperate need for you any longer. A specialized medical tool saves him from agonizing pain, and forces a long-overdue confession from the proudest bunny hybrid on the farm.
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cow hybrid gojo version, chicken hybrid nanami version
word count: 3.2k
warnings: pegging, leaking strap, sensitive Geto
character: Geto Suguru
“Are you okay, Suguru?” Geto liked keeping to himself on the farm. He did his tasks in silence when he was with others. Ignoring them when they tried to speak to him. He preferred doing anything and everything by himself. He didn't need any help and was quite reserved.
No, he didn't ice out the entire world. He stayed respectful and had a few guys he felt he could like in the future, one of them being Gojo, a Cowhybrid who spoke way too much and seemed to be Ms L/n's favourite. The other being Nanami, who was just as reserved as he, maybe even worse. But they all had their person they felt comfortable with.
The only person he would really consider a friend was you. A dedicated caregiver at the farm. A veteran who had been Geto's closest friend and confidant for a long time now. You looked out for him as he did for you, and you joined him for lunch every single day. You liked spending time with him as much as he liked spending time with you.
So when you were swamped with work for a few days in a row and unable to join him for lunch, he was quite upset. Not at you, but at the situation. You were the only person he really wanted to spend time with, and now you didn't even have the time you spent with him. So he moped around, tucked up and quiet, tucking in his chin in a corner, nose not twitching like usual; others felt it.
He looked for a quiet area to do whatever he could. In silence. But then Gojo caught up to him, trying to help him in the barn. And he just kept on talking, and talking, and at some point, Geto was astonished. How could someone talk so much? He was annoyed but decided he'd survive a few more hours of this. Then, he was asked a question that made one of his ears stand up. “What happened to that caretaker you hang out with all the time?’’
Suguru shrugged, stacking piles of hay in a corner, doing his part in cleaning the barn. “She's busy.” He muttered, his heart taking a pang as the words left his mouth. He didn't want to admit it, but he missed you. So much. Too much for his own liking.
As a bunny hybrid, people didn't take him seriously most of the time. Seeing him as a weak, cute little thing, grabbing stuff out of his hands when they looked heavy, and patting his head. And the love confessions were endless. It was like he was some omega who had a sweet scent that attracted everyone around him. It was too much.
You were his only escape from it all. Not treating him like some pretty, little, fragile bunny that would break at the slightest touch. After all, he was a man. A big, tall and strong man who did have his pride. Having you, who told him to be careful, not because he was a bunny hybrid but because he exhausted himself too much, was a breath of fresh air. He missed your scent, leaning against your shoulder. You admired his long, luscious hair all the time, and your laugh when he made a joke that was definitely not funny. He missed all of you. Shaking his head, he came back to reality, grabbing a broom. “Do you miss her?” He froze for a second there until he realised he didn't have to answer his fellow. Whether he missed you was a topic that both of you had to discuss with each other. But he wouldn't embarrass himself like that.
“Well, my girlfriend told me Y/n has been talking about you nonstop.” His heart skipped a beat. And he didn't say anything to that. Continued sweeping the face. But as he was trying to act nonchalant, his nose twitched like crazy, and his ears literally melted against his head. The guy was love-struck, and everyone knew except both of you.
So he did some more work, even talking to Gojo now. After all, he had made his day. Now that he knew he wasn't the only one who felt like he was losing his mind the longer he spent time away from you, he was fine. But while finishing up and stacking buckets, a wave of heat hit him.
you and your hubby decide on seeing who would last longer with a vibrator inside them in public
warnings: sub!bottom!brat!husband (dom vibes for a moment) x domme!fem!reader, pegging, use of vibrators in public, cumming in public, strap riding, overstim, perv!y/n x slut!husband
Let me lie: I didn't imagine Geto Suguru while writing this. This might as well be a fanfic about him-
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Him: Y/n pkease stop
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You looked over at him and anyone could tell something was wrong with him. He was shaking, biting down on his lower lip, and the mug he was looking at was close to breaking in his hand. He was a mess. Eyes teary, bottom lip quivering as he tried to stand still.
You on the other hand? You were having the time of your fucking life. Thriving. You had been wanting to try vibrators in public for ages now, and he finally agreed to it. He looked so adorable trying to across as composed as possible.
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You: Turn on my vibrator and I will have mercy on you
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You responded, smiling at him from across the little shop you were in. You were looking at rugs, enjoying your evening with a vibrator shoved up your pussy, going at a low setting when he suddenly turned it off saying he knew that face you were making.
And you were close.
He was a freak but he didn't want you to cum in public. So what did you do in retaliation? Turned his toy on to the max. The little bullet vibrator was throbbing against his prostate, sending shock waves after shock waves through his body.
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Him: I'm gonba cun
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He couldn't even type properly as he let go of the mug in his hand, carefully setting it down while his other hand flew to cover his mouth. He was so close and tears were threatening to stream down his face. A concerned lady walked up to him, asking him if everything was okay, seeing as he wasn't holding up well. When he looked over at you, he mouthed a subtle 'please' and you couldn't punish him any longer.
You turned off the toy, making him sigh in relief. ''I-I'm fine... I was just feeling a little dizzy.'' He spoke through gritted teeth, glaring right at you. Then the lady told him to drink some water and go home as fast as possible to which your boyfriend thanked her. As soon as she was gone, he grabbed his phone, turning up his vibrator to the highest setting. You gasped, before smirking right at him. That's all you wanted from the get-go.
You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist while you turned up his vibrator to the highest setting. He was twitching and curled over violently grabbing at your arms.
''St-Stop!'' He whispered screaming into your neck. ''Can't t-take it!''
''Aww are you going to cum in public? You fucking whore.'' You laughed, tugging him back by his hair, making him whine into you're neck.
''Y-You're such a perv!'' He whimpered only low enough for you to hear. And he was not wrong. You were getting off on this and you were very close but you didn't want to let him know. You were pretty sure one more whimper of his would suffice to bring you over the edge.
''I know you're close.'' He muttered, pressing soft kisses to your neck. ''I k-know you wanna cum for me, pretty girl...''
That fucker.
He lowered the pitch of his voice just enough to make sure he'd drive you crazy. As if the kisses to your neck weren't enough, he moaned into your ear. Those pornografic sounds that went right to your aching clit. ''Y-You make me feel so good Y/n...'' He stuttered, letting a whimper slip at the end.
Yeah, you were done for.
Your nails dug into his waist roughly as he stared at you, making you rest your face in the crook of his neck now, biting down on it. You came, hard. Hard was an understatement. If you had no shame you would have started screaming in public at how good you were feeling.
''You little shit.'' Those were the first words you spoke when you pulled away.He was grinning until you turned on his toy again. And this time, you were leaving the store. So on your way outside, your finger slipped and you accidentally turned it up to the highest setting and didn't notice.
He stood still suddenly, bending over as he held on to his knees. ''S-Sweetheart!''
You paused. ''I didn't do anything!'' Well, on purpose. Once you realised what was going on, it was too late. He was clinging to you now and you were so happy he decided to wear black pants that day. Because everyone would have seen that he came in the middle of a huge crowd. People stared at him in concern and you gasped. ''I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-Are you okay?!''
Now you felt genuine remorse.
''T-Take me home. Now.'' He huffed, getting back on his feet. Oh, he was pissed. As you reached the car, he didn't speak. He didn't utter a word. Arms folded in front of his chest (which looked very nice in that tight shirt he was wearing), face flat. His face was blank and no sort of emotion betrayed his face. But he was so sexy.
Once you reached your driveway, you sat in your car for a little bit not sure what was going to happen now. Were you going to talk? Sit it out? But as soon as you turned the car engine off, he was out of the car, closing the door behind him before you could even speak. You took a deep breath. But before you could open your car door, he opened it for you, one hand hanging loosely in his pocket.
You frowned and he did nothing but nod at your front entrance. ''Get inside.'' Oh, you were doomed but excited. You had never seen him so mad before and admittedly, you were wet. What was he going to do? Ride you hard? Sit on your face until you passed out? Make you please him without getting any release? Your perverted mind was racing in anticipation as you strutted into the house with a smile on your face which agitated him even more. Oh, he'd wipe that stupid smile off your beautiful face.
You walked straight up to your room and sat on the bed. He walked in right after you closed the door as he reached for your closet. He rummaged through a box you knew too well before getting your harness and his favourite dildo. He threw both at you.
''Get ready.'' He spoke. He sounded so assertive. So you wore the strap while he took off his pants alongside his underwear, putting his hair up in a ponytail. He looked so ethereal. And you were ready to make him bounce on your strap.
''Lie back.'' He ordered. And when a pretty, feminine, man tells you to do something, who are you to refuse? You were way too excited for what was to come. You leaned against the headboard, grabbing some lube to lather up the toy as he straddled your lap, front facing you, his ass facing your legs and you watched him pull the vibrator out of his puffy hole through your closet mirror.
He whimpered when it came out with a plop and he then went on to finger himself. On top of you. What a sight to see.
He was whimpering, grabbing at your chest and you knew he was biting down on his lower lip when he looked away.
''Damn, what did I do to deserve his view, huh? Thought this was going to be a punishment.'' He looked at you again, face flushed as the hand gripping your chest reached for his phone. That's when you noticed the toy that was still inside you. He turned it on again, making you go quiet instantly.
''Better. Stop fucking talking.'' He muttered, adding one finger to the two fingers that were inside him. ''I've had enough o-of your dirty mouth for today.'' He spoke with a slight stutter, the assertiveness in his voice still quite evident. ''Be a good girl and help me get off.'' He pulled his fingers out now finally stretched out enough to take the toy.
''As you wish, princess.'' You smiled, biting down on your lower lip. He rolled his eyes, lining the toy up with his hole before sinking on it slowly.
“Uh–It’s... It’s so big...” He whimpered, settling fully into your lap, his head tilting back, long hair cascading down his spine in loose strands from his ponytail.
Your hands gripped his waist, grounding him. His whole body was trembling from the stretch, but there was something deeper in his eyes when he turned to look at you. Something dark. Calculated. Dangerous.
H/n wasn’t just playing along.
He was claiming control over you.
“Now,” He said lowly, voice honey-smooth with an edge of steel. “You’re going to sit there, keep that pretty mouth shut, and let me use you the way I want.”
His hand slid over your stomach, pressing down just enough to make you squirm, the vibrator inside you purring mercilessly. His lips brushed your cheek as he leaned forward, whispering, “You thought teasing me in public was funny?”
You nodded weakly, but he clicked his tongue and shook his head. “You didn’t think at all.” Without warning, he began to move, rolling his hips in slow, tight circles that made both of you moan, though yours was swallowed by his palm clamping over your mouth.
“Nuh-Uh,” He warned. “No nois unless I say so.”
You could feel him tightening around the toy with every grind, his thighs flexing as he worked himself open further. Sweat glistened on his brow, but his expression was composed, unreadable, save for the subtle curl of his lips.
“Tell me,” He purred in your ear, “How does it feel knowing the o-one you tried to break… Is the one ruining you instead?”
Your chest heaved under him, helpless to do anything but hold on as he rode the toy with increasing intensity. Each movement sent shocks through you, his soft moans and biting smirks pushing you closer to the edge again. You felt caged, pinned by the strength in his thighs and the sheer force of his will.
And god, you loved it.
“Look at you,” He murmured, gripping your face. “So needy. So obedient now.”
You whimpered into his hand.
His own breath was growing ragged now, his hips stuttering slightly as the pleasure overwhelmed even him. Still, he didn’t stop. Didn’t even slow down. The only thing he did was set your mouth free.
Because H/n never gave up power easily. Not even when he was shaking with it.
Finally, when your body was trembling, your orgasm building, tears threatening to spill from the corners of your eyes, he smiled and whispered, “Now beg for it.”
You palmed his ass with both hands, spreading him wide. “N-No. You shut up and continue moving.”
He let out a hiccuped sob, but did as he was told, even if reluctantly so, lifting his hips, just a little, and slamming back down hard enough to make both of you gasp. His head dropped forward, a string of spit falling from his open mouth onto your chest as he bounced again. Then again. He was drooling, sweating, and his knees were giving out each time but he kept going. And you just laid there, cocky smile on your lips, hands keeping him steady as he did all the work and you got off on it.
“Good,” You praised lowly. “Such a f-filthy little mess just for me.”
His hips stuttered and he choked on a moan, arching his back when the toy rubbed just right against his sweet spot. “Nngh-Ahh! I-I’m gonna-I’m gonna-!”
You clicked your tongue, reaching down to rub tight circles on his leaking tip. “Already? And here I thought you wanted to punish me.”
He sobbed. “P-Please, please let me cum-!”His legs gave out mid-bounce and he collapsed forward, panting hard against your chest as his whole body seized. You barely had time to hold him before his orgasm hit like a wave. His dick twitched violently between your bodies, ropes of cum spurting onto your stomach and chest as his hole fluttered and spasmed around the toy still buried deep inside him.
He whimpered in overstimulation, body convulsing, and you finally, mercifully, reached down to turn the vibrator inside you off. The sudden silence, save for the wet sounds of him panting and the stickiness between you both, felt deafening.You kissed his forehead, brushing back his damp hair as he shivered in your arms. “There you go… That’s it… You did so well.”
He nodded weakly, clinging to you with shaky arms. “Y-You’re so mean…” He mumbled, eyes glassy, lips puffy and red.You grinned and gently pulled him off the toy, making him whimper again.
“Me? Mean? You’re the one who turned mine off first.”
“You deserved it,” He whispered sleepily, laying his head on your chest now, utterly ruined. “Still do…”
You laughed softly, holding him tighter. “I’ll let you punish me tomorrow. Right now, you need rest.”
He nodded, nuzzling into your skin. “Run me a bath?” He murmured.
You smiled. “Of course, sweetheart.”
And as he melted into your body, trembling and boneless, you knew you’d happily ruin him again tomorrow, just as long as you could be the one to kiss his tears away and hold him through the aftermath.
"My pretty girl wanted this so badly," he muttered with you hovering over him, fingers on your chin, tilting your head up so that you could face him. "Are you nervous?" And you hoped he wouldn't hear your heart beating one hundred miles an hour in your chest.
A few weeks ago, you had been so sure of yourself. And he hadn't been totally opposed to the idea, but he wasn't fond of it either.
You thought that was a no, and you could live with that. So imagine your surprise when you walked into your shared bedroom just a few minutes earlier.
Before you could tell him how much you had missed him all day, you found yourself standing still in the doorway.
Your boyfriend had a banging body and you were aware of that. But damn did he look pretty. Hair falling, framing his face beautifully, his robe falling off his shoulder while he held a strap in his hands. Your favourite colour.
A grin made its way onto your face, and you rushed towards him excitedly. You had promised you wouldn't disappoint him.
Which brought you to this moment.
You were nervous as hell, but you couldn't and didn't want to back out now. So you took a deep breath, reaching down clumsily, grabbing the lubed-up tip of the strap, trying to align it with the hole he prepared for you.
The teasing didn't stop.
You weren't even inside him yet, and he didn't even look away once, that smug grin not leaving his face. And when you finally managed to push in, he gasped at the unfamiliar stretch, squeezing his eyes shut and biting down on his lower lip.
You loved the expressions he made eith you inside him and pushed in all the way while he let out a groan when you finally were inside him fully.
"Are you okay?" you muttered, unsure of what to do now.
And that smirk, that devilish smirk came back as he wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you into a kiss.
''Doesn't feel too bad.''
You gulped. ''Can I start thrusting now?''
He gave you a nod, peeking between your bodies, watching you pull out slightly before pushing in again, making him gasp at the sensation.
In no time you fastened your pace. His face was buried in a pillow, fingers digging into the sheets so close to wrapping them into pieces, body trembling with every thrust of your hips against his ass.
You had gotten the hang of it easily. Hands gripping his waist leaving hand prints against his pale hips. He moaned into the sheets before raising his head trying to look back at you. ''Y-Y/n... Baby!'' He begged, but you had found your rhythm.
And he could feel the knot in his stomach starting to unravel as your hand reached beneath him, starting to stroke his sensitive dick. ''I'm so f-fucking close, baby... Right there!''
