#spitting

[brookiesblurbs]

spit — steve harrington.

an: hmu pretty boys that wanna swap saliva

it started as sloppily making out on steve's comforter. sometimes, it stayed as just kissing. not tonight.

tonight, you were slightly tipsy. okay, tipsy was an understatement. you showed up outside of his door, mumbling his name. the one time he didn't come to a party, you get absolutely shit faced. after a long and not hardly stern enough conversation about drinking, /and then walking to his house drunk/ he realized you weren't listening to him at all.

so, as punishment, he took you upstairs to his bedroom to make out with him.

well, not exactly. there were steps inbetween that. steve wasn't that easy. there was lots of steve complaining and offering you water. more of you arguing, staring at his lips, looking at the bit of his tummy showing through his slightly too short shirt.

"it was a stupid ass party anyways." you said as you pulled away from him. he tried following after your lips, but you sat up, unbuttoning his jeans.

"well yeah. i wasn't there." steve said bluntly with his stupid smile, his hands running up and down your spine, finally resting on the curve of your ass.

"gee, i bet that would've changed everything." you say sarcastically, leaning back down to kiss him again. this one was more intense— more needy. mostly from his end.

sreve responded instantly to your kiss, his hands grabbing your hips and pulling you even closer. he could taste the faint trace of alcohol on your tongue, but it only heightened his desire. he deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth and tangling with yours, desperate to taste more of you. his hips shifted beneath you, seeking friction and contact, aching for more.

he'd been half hard basically from the moment you two kissed. his jeans were chaffing uncomfortably against his cock, and he regret how fucking tight they were now.

you pressed back against him, jeans rubbing against jeans, making a friction that was annoyingly frustrating for both of you.

"fuck— mm— just like that, honey. keep moving just like that. jesus christ." steve panted out, because he was physically unable to shut up. his moans were frequent, soft sounds, almost girl like.

alchohol made you dangerous— to steve. you pulled back slightly, admiring him. his teal sweater was riding up, exposing the hair that trailed down his tummy and disappeared behind the peak of his black boxers. the sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, his hands palming at the sheets of his bed.

and his eyes. they were soft, submissive, hazel eyes blown out so far, they were nearly black. staring at you with nothing but adoration. and probably a lot of lust because he was human after all. three minutes of kissing, and steve was putty.

as you continued shifting your hips, your hand moved to tilt his chin up.

"open." you said.

and steve did immediately, opening his mouth without even questioning it.

you leaned, and spit into his mouth.

his entire body shuddered as you spat into his mouth, the warmth of it hitting his tongue, the unexpected intimacy of the act sending a jolt of arousal straight to his already throbbing cock. you tasted like alchohol and the gatorade he'd forced you to drink earlier.

he swallowed instinctively, his throat working as he processed what you'd just done. his lips remained parted, his breath coming in uneven pants—eyes locked on hers, wide and wrecked.

his hips jerked beneath you, his cock twitching against your clothed pussy, before grabbing her hips and rutting against her one more time, accidentally cumming into his boxers.

"fuck." he rasped, voice cracking as he started tugging your jeans off. "please, sit on my cock."

[tonguesfetish]

Tongue out 😝

[queenorigami]

Waterboy magic healing spit?????

Hawk tuah spit on that wound

[nalasoskunk]

mdni! satoru’s good girl ⋆.𐙚 ̊

cw!!⪼extremely explicit nsfw, heavy degradation, breeding kink, choking, spitting, bondage, edging, overstimulation, crying, size kink, and intense power play. proceed only if you’re comfortable.

the blindfold is back on, but this time gojo ties your wrists to the headboard with his own belt, pulling it so tight your fingers tingle. you’re spread wide on his bed, knees pushed up to your chest in a brutal mating press, completely exposed and dripping..

he’s been at it for almost an hour now.

“ngh— satoru, please—”

you sob, hips twitching uselessly as he drags the fat head of his cock through your soaked folds again, slapping it hard against your swollen clit.

he laughs, low and mean, blue eyes glowing as he watches your cunt clench around nothing.

“aww, listen to you. already crying and i haven’t even fucked you properly yet. what a pathetic little whore. this sloppy pussy gets wetter the more i deny it, huh?”

he pushes just the tip inside — stretching you open so wide it burns — then pulls right back out. you let out a broken “ngh!” that turns into a whimper when he does it again. and again. shallow little thrusts that tease your entrance without giving you any real relief.

“fuck, you’re gripping me so tight even with just the tip,” he groans, voice rough. “imagine how desperate you’re gonna sound when i finally stuff this tight cunt full.”

he spits directly on your clit, watching it drip down to where he’s barely inside you, then rubs it in with his thumb in slow, torturous circles. your whole body jerks, a high-pitched moan escaping before you can stop it.

“that’s it. make those pretty noises for me. let me hear how stupid i’m making you.”

he finally sinks in halfway, the thick stretch forcing another loud “ngh!” from your throat. but he stops there, holding still, letting you feel every inch pulsing inside while he leans down and spits into your open mouth.

“swallow,”

he commands. you do, whimpering, and he rewards you by slamming the rest of the way in, bottoming out so deep you swear you feel him in your guts.

the moan that rips out of you is obscene — “nghhh— fuck— satoru—!” — and he just grins, starting a brutal pace that has the headboard slamming against the wall.

“too big for you, baby? can’t even take my cock without crying like a bitch?”

he taunts, one hand wrapping around your throat and squeezing just enough to make your head spin.

“but you’re still sucking me in so greedily. this pussy was made to be ruined by me.”

every thrust is punishing, skin slapping wetly, your bound hands yanking at the belt as pleasure and overstimulation mix. he keeps you right on the edge, slowing down whenever your walls start fluttering too hard around him.

“ngh— no, no, please don’t stop— i’m so close—” you beg, tears soaking the blindfold.

he slaps your clit hard. “you cum when i say. not before. you’re my slut and i’m gonna edge this greedy cunt until you’re begging to be bred like a fucking animal.”

he pulls out completely again, leaving you empty and sobbing. then he flips you onto your stomach, yanks your hips up high, and shoves back in from behind in one brutal thrust. the new angle hits even deeper. you scream into the sheets, a garbled

“nghhh— too deep—!”

gojo fists your hair and pulls your head back, forcing you to arch as he rails you mercilessly.

“yeah? too deep? then why are you creaming all over my cock, huh? look at this messy fucking pussy — dripping down my balls like a cheap slut.”

he reaches around and rubs your clit fast and mean, never letting up on the brutal thrusts. your moans turn into constant broken “ngh— ngh— ngh—!” sounds, body shaking violently as he edges you for the fifth time tonight.

“please— please let me come— i can’t— ngh— satoru—!”

“beg better,” he growls, choking you harder while grinding deep. “tell me what you are. tell me you need my cum.”

“i’m your pathetic breeding slut— ngh— please fill me up— breed me— pump me full until i’m leaking—”

that does it.

he flips you back over, folds you in half again, and fucks you so hard the bed creaks dangerously. his pace is feral now, hips snapping, balls slapping against your ass.

“gonna breed this cunt so full. gonna stuff you with so much cum you’ll be swollen with it. you want my babies? want me to knock you up like the desperate whore you are?”

“yes— yes— ngh— please— breed me—!”

your orgasm finally crashes over you when he allows it — violent and blinding. you scream, walls clamping down around him like a vice, squirting messily all over his cock and stomach as your body convulses.

“fuck— that’s it— milk me— ngh— good fucking girl—”

gojo groans loud, burying himself to the hilt as he comes hard, thick hot ropes of cum flooding deep inside you. he keeps grinding, pushing it further in, making sure nothing escapes.

“take every drop. that’s my good little breeding hole.”

he doesn’t pull out. instead he stays buried deep, plugging his cum inside while his hand lazily rubs your oversensitive clit again, forcing weak little aftershocks and more pathetic “ngh…” whimpers from you.

after a minute he leans down, kisses your tear-streaked cheek almost sweetly, and whispers against your ear:

“don’t get too comfortable, baby. i’m pulling out in ten seconds… and then i’m flipping you over and fucking another load into you. we’re not stopping until you’re so full you can’t walk tomorrow. understood?”

you can only nod weakly, already throbbing around his still-hard cock.

“ngh… yes, satoru…”

he smirks.

“that’s what i thought.”

fin🏁

a/n:😇can u tell i like the word “ngh”

[universesweetheart]

Disgustingly Perfect (Sukuna x Reader)

Kinktober Day 20: Spitting I love this fatfuck My works: enjoy Bye now - Mars ♡

Sukuna’s large form pressed you into the mattress, he was positively crushing you. Two hands holding down your hips, the other two above, one cupping your cheek and the other wrapped around your neck.

He lifts your legs and places them over his shoulders, then he leans down to kiss you, folding you in half.

“Aaahh mmm” you whine out, the burn only intensifying the pleasure buzzing in your pussy. 

Sukuna eases his second cock into you, stretching you out more than he already was. Pounding into you with deep powerful thrusts meant to wreck you, and they were doing just that. 

“Darling please,” you moan out, gripping his shoulders, “kiss me” you beg, fingers digging into the firm muscles of his broad shoulders. 

He leans down and kisses you roughly. Sukuna is intense with everything he does, that includes his kisses. His tongue is down your throat, swallowing your moans and whines of desperation.

When he pulls back, he holds your chin, keeping your mouth open. The look on your face was making Sukuna’s cock harder, if that was possible.

Your brows furrowed, mouth held open by his large hand, forming a cute little ‘O’ shape, eyes glossed over and staring up at him with such love. He’s going to wreck you thoroughly.

He opens his mouth and lets a fat globe of spit fall into yours, watching you eagerly accept it. He feels your pussy clench tightly around his cocks. 

“Brat likes when I spit in her mouth” he tightens his hand around your throat, sprouting a mouth in the center of his palm to suck hickeys onto your neck whilst he choked you.

He spits again, this time it lands on the corner of your mouth, gliding down your chin. Sukuna leans down and licks his spit from your chin to your mouth, he uses his tongue to shove the spit into your mouth.

“Keep your mouth open” you obey his command, too blissed out to even think about being a brat. 

Sukuna uses the tongue on his belly to tease you, pressing soft kisses to your tummy and then sticking his tongue into the dip of your navel. 

“Kunaaaa, please, need it”

He lets his entire weight rest on top of you as he ruts his cocks into your cunt, he cums deeply in you. Both cocks filling you at the same time, with hot heavy spurts of his loads.

He pulls back and adjusts slightly so that his tummy mouth is closer to your pussy. The mouth laps and sucks at your clit, making you gush around his still hard cock, despite him just spilling his loads inside your womb.

“Too much- can’t!” you cry out as the large tongue laps at your bud, teeth grazing over your folds making you shiver. The fact of knowing that his big mouth could hurt you made you even wetter. The trust you had in his man, not even a man, this monster.

Your monster

He crashes his mouth against yours, kissing you passionately as he lazily grinds his hips into your weeping cunt.

Sukuna kisses are messy, he kisses your cheek, kissing down your jaw and neck, leaving a trail of spit in his path as he works his way down to your breasts, never once stopping. Almost as if he was trying to claim you with his saliva, it was so disgusting and yet you loved every second.

“You belong to me” it was the closest thing to an "I love you" that you were gonna get from him.

“Yes” you gasp out softly, “Only you” you moan out when he latches onto your nipple, biting down on the bud. You reach out and smack his shoulder, “Don’t fuckin’ bite” you groan 

Sukuna smirks, sucking the bud softly in amendment, “Tsk”

[shinysmoker]

[krille1006]