#slllieeepyy

[slllieeepyy]

riding older bf toji

tw: age gap (reader is early 20s, toji is early 40s)

mdni! 🔞

“such a good girl, baby. fuck..” toji murmured, his hands on your hips as you straddled his waist. “way too good for an old man like me…”

you’re currently naked in your boyfriends lap, your arms loosely wrapped around his neck as you took his length inside of you.

he’s so big, pulsing and making your walls burn in the best way possible. you’re whining, clenching tight around his dick as you slide up and sink back down.

he’s leaning back against the headboard, looking up at you with half lidded, lazy eyes.

you’re so close to him that you can see the grey hair in his stubble that he tries so hard to keep out of your sight. he doesn’t want you to see him aging like this while you stay young and lively and fun.

you’re growing more and more exhausted, but his big, calloused hands on your hips are helping to guide you up and down.

“mngh… t-toji.. m’tired.” you whine, your movements slowing. you both were on the cusp of your orgasms, but your thighs were aching and burning, and every time he pushed in fully, it practically knocked the wind out of you.

“i know, sweetheart.” he whispered lowly, his voice rough. one of his hands snaked up your spine, cradling the back of your head and pulling you down into a deep kiss. “keep going f’me. i know you can.” he whispered against your lips.

his hand that had been on your hip moved down to your ass, smacking it gently before squeezing at the soft flesh.

you yelped from the mixture of pain and pleasure, the feeling giving you enough energy to move your hips again with his guidance.

“too much…” you whine, but you continue to move at a steady pace, your head dropping to rest in his neck. the stubble on his jaw scratched against your temple as you moved.

“just like that baby.. you’re doing so good. just a little more.” he muttered, his voice becoming rougher as his orgasm grew closer.

you felt a warmth tingling in your lower stomach, making your toes curl. toji could practically sense that, his fingers moving down to slowly, yet firmly, play with your clit, making you jolt.

“m’gonna cum.. mmf- toji, k-keep doing that…” you whimpered, rocking your hips faster, pulling suppressed groans from his lips.

“cum for me, baby. you worked so hard my sweet girl.” his free hand gently held the back of your head, still buried in his neck.

his words tipped you over, and you came with a loud cry, squeezing impossibly tight around him.

he followed right after you (always making sure you finish first, of course), his sticky release filling you up.

the two of you just sat there for a few minutes, his hand rubbing soothing circles on your bare back, whispering to you about how good you were while you hid your face in his neck.

even though your boyfriend was getting older, and his stamina might not be what it used to be, all he could do was hope that you wouldn’t grow tired of him.

he knows someone like you, young, sweet, and gorgeous, could have anyone you’d like. he didn’t deserve you, and sometimes he questioned why you even loved him.

but moments like this, when he was holding you and making you feel good, toji fushiguro, a man who never felt deserving of anything, really felt like he could just be with someone for once.

||a/n: this got kinda sad at the end soz lol

anyway i’m replaying silent hill 2 rn and i just luv james so much poor baby

- vie 💤

[slllieeepyy]

suguru practically strangles you when the two of you are sleeping

you’re in bed with your boyfriend, your face buried in his bare chest. his strong arms were wrapped tight around you, his frame curled around yours.

he just loves how small and warm you are, and the feeling of your breath falling in little wisps against his skin.

“baby. c’mere.” he whispered sleepily, pulling you impossibly closer against his chest.

“m’literally as close to you as possible, sugu.” you mutter in response, squirming a little in his grasp, attempting to get comfortable while your furnace of a boyfriend is wrapped around you.

not to mention, it’s already swelteringly hot in your apartment, and your big muscly boyfriend’s vice grip around you is not helping.

he lets out a quiet chuckle against your hair as you attempt to escape.

“suguruuu,” you whine, opting to try to pry his arms from around you instead. “you’re actually burning me.”

“oh, so you don’t like cuddling with me now?”

“it’s not that, baby. i just enjoy my mobility.”

he loosens his hold by a fraction. “that better for you, sweetheart?” he asks, voice low and sleepy and entirely serious.

you just sigh, giving into the fact that you’ll never be able to win against him, but you know that you’re right where you want to be.

||a/n: come here suguru…

- vie 💤

[slllieeepyy]

your newlywed husband begs you to stop using condoms

suggestive content! 🔞

who would’ve thought the strongest sorcerer would be begging on his knees for you?

“pleeeaseee…” satoru whines, on his knees before you. you’re sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at your husband who’s kneeling in front of you. his torso is bare, strong arms wrapped around your waist as he rests his chin on your knee.

“satoru, i said no. we can’t risk anything.” you scold him gently.

“but i just wanna try it! i’ll pull out if you want. please baby?” you have to admit, his begging is kind of convincing. the two of you had never gone raw before, and you couldn’t say you weren’t curious.

but good sense came first. he was always so busy with work and away for missions, and you have your own life that just can’t be interrupted by a baby right now.

“you won’t pull out, idiot.” you mutter, looking down at his big blue eyes and the pout on his lips. what a brat.

“i will! promise!” his voice cracks a little as he exclaims. you sigh, reaching a hand out to card through his fluffy white locks.

“and plus… so what if you get pregnant? we’re married now, and there’s nothing i want more in the whole world than to have a family with you.” he adds, voice dropping lower and more sincere.

you just blink at him a few times, before parting your lips to say something. he interrupts you.

“and i know i’m always busy, but i swear to you, i’ll cut back my hours. i’m serious, babe. you’re my wife now, and my priority. you always have been.”

it’s quiet for a few moments where you two just look into each others eyes.

“okay.” you finally mutter, a small smile forming on your lips. “let’s do it.”

satoru’s eyes brightened, and he leaned up to press his lips to yours in a passionate kiss.

“i love you.” he whispered against your lips.

and despite you being so unsure, and this whole thing being scary, you knew that after everything, you would always have him.

“i love you too.”

||a/n: sorry for the inactivity but the semester is finally over!! uni was kicking my butt the last few weeks but i’m hoping to get back into writing soon 💆‍♀️

- vie 💤

[slllieeepyy]

gamer megumi is weak for his girlfriend

mdni 🔞

he’s sitting on the floor in front of the couch in between your legs, his head resting against your lower abdomen.

his fingers moved over the controller with practiced precision, some first person shooter game hooked up to the television.

you’re playing with his hair, absentmindedly scrolling through your phone. but you were beginning to get bored of this. it was a saturday night, and you had gone over to your boyfriends dorm expecting him to at least pay attention to you.

you got an idea.

your voice was soft, hands stilling in his hair as you spoke, “hey.”

“hm.”

“do you wanna eat me out?”

he paused for a moment, fingers stilling on the controller, before he began to shift.

“…yeah.”

just like that, the game was forgotten.

GAME OVER flashed on the screen, but neither of you cared.

megumi was now kneeling in front of the couch, his face buried between your thighs as his fingers gently ran up and down your bare legs.

“ngh.. like that..” you moaned, fingers entangled in his hair, gripping hard. it only egged him on further. he even quietly whimpered into your pussy as you tugged at his hair.

his tongue made your toes curl, low, raw moans tearing from your throat. he knew how to make you feel good, and he would never miss an opportunity to do so.

“f-fuck.. gonna cum- don’t stop..” you whined, eyes squeezing shut, head thrown back against the couch cushions as you felt your release build.

megumi kept going, his hands gripping your thighs tight. his tongue lapped at your sweet juices, drinking in your slick like water. he moaned softly into your folds, he wasn’t even touching himself, your pleasure just got him off so good.

you came with a broken cry, your hands tight in his hair. megumi didn’t stop until you were shaking with overstimulation.

he pressed his cheek against your inner thigh, panting and looking up at you with that soft, puppy-eyed gaze.

his voice was quiet as he finally spoke, cheeks tinted slightly pink.

“can i do it again..?”

||a/n: short and sweet one 😋

- vie 💤

[slllieeepyy]

tracing your boyfriends features

your thumb gently brushed over the bridge of megumi’s nose as you smiled down at him.

the two of you were laying in bed together, moonlight filtering through the window and illuminating a sliver of his face.

he was shirtless, neck and collarbone littered with soft purple marks, left by you earlier that night. his hair was mussed from you tugging at it. but he looked so beautiful.

“what’re you doing…?” he grumbled, one eye opening to peek up at you.

“you look so pretty, baby.” you whispered, the pad of your thumb brushing his sharp jawline now, tracing it gently.

“shut up..” he murmured, but there was no real conviction to his words. the faint blush on his cheeks betrayed his stubborn attitude.

“i’m serious. how is your face so perfect?” you asked, eyes fixed on his long lashes. he opened his mouth to protest, but you cut him off.

“i’m jealous of you. your nose is so cute and small,” you traced the bridge of his nose again.

“and your skin is so smooth, and clear.” you continued, fingers brushing his cheeks.

his eyebrows furrowed, and he avoided your gaze, clearly flustered.

“and your lashes genuinely piss me off. why are they so long and perfect.” you mutter, leaning so close to him that your lashes practically brushed against his.

“they piss you off…?” he repeated, voice soft and a little confused. he never understood you when you got like this.

“yeah. like, you don’t even need serums or extensions or anything. they’re just… like that.” you murmur, pulling away and looking down at him, your gaze tracing his features and falling to his lips.

without another word, you leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his pink lips.

yeah.

his lips were perfect too.

||a/n: oh my sweet sweet megumi. save me megumi fluff…

- vie 💤

[slllieeepyy]

“studying” with nerdjo

mdni 🔞

“-and when you take the average velocity and multiply it by the exponent here…”

your physics final exam was in 3 days, but it was the last thing on your mind at the moment.

your boyfriend, satoru gojo, the astrophysics major who got perfect marks in all of his classes, was sat on the floor of your dorm in nothing but grey sweatpants and his glasses.

people on campus never expected the two of you to get together. you were the it girl. funny, sweet, pretty, and smart. but you and him actually shared many interests, which was one of the reasons you got along so well.

gojo was attempting to review the material from your intro to physics class with you, but he was just too distracting.

the toned lines of his muscles and the way they flexed every time he moved… no one would’ve expected all of that to be beneath those nerdy graphic tees or button down shirts he wore daily.

“baby? are you listening to me?” his voice broke through your thoughts and your head snapped up. you blinked a few times, reorienting yourself with what you were actually supposed to be doing.

“uhh.. yeah! the velocity and exponents.. mhm, keep going.” you nod reassuringly, but he’s not buying it.

satoru sighed, placing a hand on your bare thigh and staring into your eyes. “your exam is in 3 days, sweetheart.. you have to study.” he mutters, looking concerned. you know he only wants what’s best for you.

“i will! i promise. i think we should just take a little break..” you murmur, your lips pulling into that sweet smile that he could never resist.

without giving him time to respond, you climbed into his lap and straddled his waist, placing your hands on his bare shoulders and resting your forehead against his.

“ah! babe..” his big, calloused hands flew to your waist, his face already begin to flush a soft shade a pink.

you two had been intimate before (many times, at that), but he still always became so flustered.

you dipped your face into his neck, pressing soft kisses there as one of his hands move to hold the back of your head gently. his breaths were shaky in your ear.

“we’ll study after. just give me ten minutes…” you murmur, sucking on the spot beneath his ear that never failed to make his dick twitch.

feeling him already hard beneath you, you grind your hips down against his, the friction making him whimper embarrassingly loud.

“okay, okay. just 10 minutes.” he whispered breathily, his hips rocking upwards with the need to be inside you.

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both of your notes and laptops and textbooks were sprawled across your dorm rooms floor, suffocated by the air of sweat and sex and a hint of his aftershave mixed with your perfume.

his glasses were fogged up and askew on his nose bridge. you had him leaning back against your bed, gripping onto your hips as you used him.

“oh fuck.. baby- m’gonna cum..” he whispered, his voice whiny and low as he whimpered into your ear.

your breaths were heavy as you sank down and lifted up on his cock frantically. his fingers moved to rub controlled, tight circles on your clit, pushing you over the edge with him.

“ngh.. fuck- ‘toru!” you moaned, clenching impossibly tight around him as you reached your peak. he followed directly after, releasing inside you with a breathy groan.

you collapsed against him, and he wrapped his big arms around you, holding you. for once in his life, he wasn’t thinking about his next exam or studying. just you and him.

you both cleaned up and dressed yourselves, and approximately 10 minutes after you had climbed into his lap, you were back to studying. just like you’d promised.

||a/n: nerdjo is super overdone and this is not original at all but i luv nerdjo so it’s okay :3

pls send reqs/asks my bbgs and lmk if u want to become oomfs

- vie 💤

[slllieeepyy]

sukuna is only this gentle with you

ooc trueform!sukuna

“my lord..?” you mutter, sheepishly tiptoeing into his throne room.

sukuna was sat on his throne, massive frame covered in heavyweight robes. his four crimson eyes were narrowed at a scroll in one hand, another hand holding his chin with his knuckles. the two bottom arms rested on the armrests of the throne limply.

“hm.” he grunted in acknowledgment, not looking up at you.

you quietly padded across the floor towards his elevated position, looking up at him with those sweet, big eyes. those eyes have gotten you many things with him. he already knows you’re up to something.

“what is it.” he spoke, tone so flat it was almost bored. he glanced up at you finally. “speak.”

“i was just…” you begin quietly, eyes flickering from his deep red ones to the scroll in his hand. “you’re busy?” you ask coyly.

sukuna grumbled something under his breath before rolling up the scroll and setting in aside.

“no.” he replied to your prior question, intimidating gaze fully focused on you now.

you then climbed into his lap, legs splaying across his thighs. your back pressed against the armrest of his throne, your cheek resting against his collarbone.

two of his arms moved to hold you steady, wrapping around your waist firmly. he looked down at you with a blank expression.

“did you actually need something?” he asked, cocking a brow at you. sukuna was clearly used to your shenanigans.

“i haven’t seen you all day, suki…” you murmur, breathing in his scent. your fingers gently fisted the fabric of his robes.

“enough with that idiotic nickname.” he muttered, though his tone wasn’t that harsh. some would say, with the way his large palm rubbed your back, it may have even been soft.

sukuna wasn’t one for trivial things like this. he was the king of curses for gods sake. but the way you fit so perfectly against him, and how you smelled so good, clearly sprayed with the expensive incense he had gotten you…

he would never admit it, but he craved moments like this. such closeness that he never thought he would have.

but don’t dare call him soft. he’s not soft. definitely not…

||a/n: been busy with tomodachi life and haven’t been writing !! 😵‍💫

- vie 💤

[slllieeepyy]

suguru’s new snakebite piercings are hot, but they have a downside

little shiny rings on either side of his bottom lip.

your boyfriend had just gotten his snakebite piercings yesterday, and saying he looked good was an understatement.

suguru had plenty of piercings. his ear gauges, eyebrow, and dermal to name a few. he was used to the healing process, and so were you, as you had been with him for many of them.

but you weren’t a fan of the healing process of his snakebites in particular. anything that kept you from your boyfriends sweet lips was an inconvenience.

you were laying atop him in bed, his hands on your hips, fingers stretching to the small of your back.

you pressed gentle kisses to his lips, when you accidentally slipped your tongue into his mouth and caught his piercing when you pulled away.

he hissed quietly, “be careful, baby.” his words were gentle, expression calm despite the slight sting of pain you had caused.

you frowned, brows creasing. “i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to- i just got carried away..” you said softly, pressing a brief, extremely light kiss to each of his new lip rings.

he let out a soft hum, smiling up at you.

“don’t worry. just be patient.” suguru’s fingers gently rubbed shapes into your lower back.

“they’ll be healed soon.” he added. “just another few days, sweetheart.”

“okay…” you mumbled, resting your forehead against his.

he took note of your disappointment, his voice dropping lower. “i promise, when it’s fully safe, you can have my mouth however you’d like.” he said with a cheeky little smile, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

these next few days would be torturous.

||a/n: this is a sign to get whatever piercing you’ve been thinking of getting 💆‍♀️

guys PLEASE let’s become oomfs if we have similar interests cuz i love talking to u guys

- vie 💤