╰┈➤ overview ; "Hey guys," you say cheerfully, leaning into the frame so only your face shows, though the camera dips just enough to capture his twitching dick and torso. "Today I'm trying out different condom flavors to see if they actually taste good! With the help of my boyfriend, of course!"
( ! ) Sub male character (your fav <3) x dom gn! reader , edging , bdsm , condoms , handjob , blowjob , crying and whimpering , teasing , praising , dacryphilia, video
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( ✎ ) ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. Had to post this juicy story before it disappears from my brain 💔💔💔 also pls help me find the source of the header, i forgot to save it ;(
You smirk at the camera, the red light blinking steadily as you adjust the angle one last time.
Your boyfriend sits bound to the sturdy wooden chair in the center of the room, his arms pulled back and secured with thick leather straps around his wrists and the chair's arms. His broad chest heaves with anticipation, those defined abs flexing under the soft lighting. His thick cock already twitches against his thigh, half-hard from the thrill of being exposed to your fans. You've got him stripped naked, legs spread and ankles tied to the chair legs, leaving him completely exposed and at your mercy.
"Hey guys," you say cheerfully, leaning into the frame so only your face shows, though the camera dips just enough to capture his twitching dick and torso. "Today I'm trying out different condom flavors to see if they actually taste good! With the help of my boyfriend, of course!" You grin wickedly, glancing over at him. He shifts in the restraints, his cock jumping visibly as your words sink in.
You kneel between his spread thighs, the cool floor pressing against your knees as you reach for the first condom on the tray beside you—a strawberry one. His eyes lock on yours, dark with need, but you just wink and tear the wrapper open.
"Let's start with strawberry," you announce to the camera, holding it up briefly before rolling it down his hardening shaft. The latex stretches tight over his girth, the faint fruity scent hitting the air as you grip the base and give it a slow pump. He groans low, hips bucking slightly against the bonds.
Leaning in, you wrap your lips around the tip, sucking gently at first. Your tongue swirls over the flavored surface, tasting the artificial sweetness mixed with his salty skin beneath. You take him deeper, bobbing your head steadily, hollowing your cheeks to create that tight suction he loves. His cock throbs in your mouth, growing fully rigid as you work him with wet, slurping sounds that the mic picks up perfectly. You hum around him, the vibration making his abs clench and his thighs tense.
"Mmm, good boy," you murmur against his length, pulling back just enough to praise him before diving down again, taking him to the back of your throat. He whimpers softly, the first sign of his building orgasm. You speed up, hand twisting at the base in rhythm with your mouth, feeling him swell and pulse. His breaths come ragged, breaths turning to pants as he nears the edge.
Just as his hips start to thrust weakly against the restraints, you pull off with a pop, strings of saliva connecting your lips to the glistening condom. "Strawberry's sweet, but a bit too fake," you say casually to the camera, licking your lips. "Not bad, though. What do you think, babe?" He whines, cock bobbing untouched, a bead of pre-cum smearing inside the latex. You ignore his pleading eyes and grab the next one—banana.
"Next up, banana," you declare, carefully sliding the strawberry one off and tossing it aside. His shaft glistens with your spit, twitching harder now from the denial. You roll the new condom on, the yellow tint contrasting his veined length, and waste no time sucking him back in.
This time, you go slower, teasing the underside with flicks of your tongue while your hand strokes lazily. He moans louder, head falling back against the chair as you build him up again, lips sealed tight around him.
You praise him between slurps, "Such a strong man, taking this so well for me." His muscles strain against the straps, abs contracting with each denied orgasm.
When he's thrusting up into your mouth, breaths hitching, you pull away once more. "Banana's smoother, almost creamy," you comment, wiping your mouth. "Tastes better than I expected." He lets out a frustrated groan, cock jerking in the air, but you just pat his thigh and move to the grape flavor.
The pattern repeats, each condom a new torment. Grape's tartness coats your tongue as you deepthroat him, gagging slightly for the camera's benefit while he whimpers your name. "You're doing amazing, love," you coo, fingers digging into his hips to hold him still. He gets closer each time, body trembling, but you deny him relentlessly, pulling off right at the brink, offering your tasting notes like it's a casual review.
By the fourth one—mango—his whimpers turn to full cries. Tears well in his eyes as you suck him hard, your hand pumping the base furiously.
"Please," he begs hoarsely, voice breaking. "Need to cum... fuck—please." You hum around him, ignoring the plea, feeling him throb desperately. When you finally release him, his cock slaps against his abs, the condom slick and shiny. "Mango's sweet, a little tangy," you say to the lens, as if he isn't sobbing softly now.
You switch to cherry, rolling it on while he shakes, pre-cum leaking steadily. Your blowjob is merciless this round, throat relaxing to take every inch, nose brushing his groin. He cries out, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, body arching as much as the bonds allow.
"Let me cum, baby, please— I-I can't..." His voice cracks into sobs, his frame quivering with both overstimulation and denial.
"Look at you, so perfect and ruined for me," you praise softly, even as you pull off again. "Cherry's my favorite so far! bold and juicy." He's full-on sobbing now, chest heaving with ragged breaths, cock twitching violently without touch.
Begging spills from his lips in broken pleas, "Please, please, I'll do anything! just let me cum... hurts so good..."
Finally, you relent, peeling off the cherry condom and discarding it. His bare cock stands rigid, veins bulging, tip flushed dark. "Alright, you've earned it," you say with a grin, both to him and the camera. Wrapping your hand around his slick length, you stroke firmly from base to tip, thumb circling the head on each upstroke. He bucks into your grip, sobs turning to relieved moans as you pump faster, twisting your wrist to hit every sensitive spot.
"Cum for me, good boy," you urge, leaning in to whisper praises against his thigh. "Show everyone how much you need this." His abs tighten, whole body seizing as he cries out one last time. Hot spurts of cum shoot from his cock, coating your hand and splattering his abs in thick ropes. You milk him through it, slowing your strokes until he's spent, whimpering softly in the aftershocks.
"That's all for today, I hope this video helps!" You sit back on your heels, smiling at the camera as his chest rises and falls. "See you guys on part two! Thanks for watching! <3"
His eyes widened "W-wait! there's a next pa—"
The red light blinks off, ending the video.
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( ✎ ) guys i actually don't know what condoms tastes like LMAOAOA
“s’too much sweetheart— h-hah..” you’ve been overstimulating him for the past 30 minutes, your right hand covered in your husbands slick. he’s laying in between your legs, head resting in the crook of your neck as his hands latch firmly onto your plump thighs.
he had come home from work clearly frustrated with whatever went on inside his workplace, you just wanted to give him somethin’ to cool off after a hard day at work! “nuh uh.. s’not enough, you’re being soo good for me kennnn.” your free hand threads fingers through his silky hair as your sultry voice throws him for a loop. he truly underestimated how filthy his little wife was.
he’s planting delicate kisses on your neck while he’s huffing out shallow breaths, you continue to jerk his lengthy cock, milking whatever he has left inside of him. “f-fuck nngh m’gonna cum again- mmf,” he’s moaning out — pleading even, you’ve put a hand tightly over his mouth, silencing his loud moans. “yeah? you’re being so loudd.. heh- c’mon give it to me kentoo” you giggle, fisting his cock while his leaky tip oozes out beads of pre-cum.
his hands are gripping your thighs while he bucks his hips into your hand, chasing his orgasm. the room is filled with obscene noises and muffled moans, you move your hand from his mouth upwards to his eyes, blinding him. “mmngh- please p-please yeah.. d-don’t stop shiiit!” he groans, tilting his head back as the coil deep in his stomach unwravels.
your hand is jerking him up n down, squeezing him tightly. his cum is pouring out, dripping all over your hand as you focus your strokes onto his sensitive tip. “o. . . oh fuuuuck fuck fuck hnghh ah!” he whines while his cum flows out his slit in large spurts. he’s made a mess all throughout your hand, cum dripping down to his balls.
“feel better big boy..?” you giggle, removing both your hands from his body causing him to wince out of overstimulation. “hah.. almost killed me y’know” he glares at your smitten facial expressions, you roll your eyes before landing a big kiss onto his parched lips. “whateverrr, you liked it!” you reply, only thing on your mind is the next time you’ll be able to help your husband ‘cool off after work’
who knows.. maybe this will become a little routine you guys have
a/n : can you tell i like sub nanami.. ermm ; got lazy at the end loll likes & reblogs appreciated <3 kisses from c4toru !!
Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Degradation ,Praise kink, Overstimulation, Squirting, AGAIN LOTS OF SQUIRTING, Dominant Reader, Teasing, Begging, Humiliation, Brat Taming.
featured: sukuna.r , higuruma. h, nanami.k
part 2
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Higuruma was mid-sentence the moment you spread his thighs.
“I’ve analyzed the clitoral network and the— mmh— the supposed G-spot sensitivity, but I highly doubt it’s going to—”
Your tongue licked a long, slow stripe from his dripping hole up to his swollen clit, cutting him off cleanly.
“Shhh, baby,” you cooed softly against his pussy. “No more courtroom talk tonight. You’re gonna be a good boy and let me make you feel good, okay?”
You sucked his clit gently between your lips. Higuruma’s breath hitched.
“But the literature says— ah— the build-up is usually gradual, not this— fuck— not this immediate—”
“Good boy,” you praised warmly, pushing two fingers deep into his tight, wet heat. “Listen to how nicely you’re taking my fingers already. You’re doing so well, Hiromi. Such a perfect, pretty pussy clenching around me.”
Higuruma’s hand gripped your hair tighter. “This sensation is… unusually intense. I’m not sure I can— nngh— maintain coherent thought if you keep— ah!”
You curled your fingers firmly against his front wall and flicked your tongue rapidly over his clit.
“There we go,” you murmured lovingly. “No thinking. Just feeling. You’re so beautiful when you’re falling apart like this. My smart, composed boy is getting so wet and needy for me.”
“I— I can still analyze— shit— the pressure is building far faster than— oh god— than any documented case—”
You smiled against his cunt. “You’re still trying to talk? That’s adorable. But good boys don’t need to talk. They just moan and squirt for me. Come on, baby. Be good for me.”
Higuruma’s thighs trembled violently. “I… I feel something— something different— it’s too much— I’m not supposed to— fuck— I can’t control—”
“Yes you can,” you encouraged softly, pumping your fingers faster. “You’re doing amazing, Hiromi. Such a good boy. Let it happen. Squirt for me. I want to see how pretty you look when you lose control.”
“That’s it, good boy,” you praised, sucking his clit hard. “Cum for me. Squirt all over my tongue like the perfect boy you are.”
Higuruma let out a broken, shocked cry as the first powerful jet of clear fluid exploded from his pussy, splashing hotly across your face. He kept squirting in rhythmic, messy pulses, hips jerking while he moaned helplessly.
“Oh my god— I’m— I’m actually— fuck— it won’t stop—!”
You kept licking and fingering him through it. “Good boy, good boy. Look at you making such a beautiful mess. You’re so perfect when you squirt for me.”
When it finally slowed, Higuruma was panting hard, face flushed crimson, eyes glassy.
“…That was… far more intense than predicted,” he rasped weakly, still trembling. “I… I lost complete control. How… humiliatingly satisfying.”
You kissed his thigh gently. “You did so well, baby. My brilliant boy. Want me to make you do it again?”
Higuruma swallowed, voice hoarse. “Yes… please.”
Nanami tried to stay composed even as you kissed up his inner thigh.
“You don’t need to go this far,” he said quietly, voice steady. “If this is for my pleasure, there are simpler—”
“I want to go this far, Kento,” you replied softly, looking up at him. “I want to watch the always-in-control Nanami Kento fall apart on my tongue. Can you let me do that?”
Before he could answer, you licked slowly through his slick folds. Nanami exhaled sharply.
“Fuck… that feels—”
“Good?” you finished for him, smiling. “I know. You’re already so wet for me. Such a good boy. Tell me how it feels when I do this.”
You pushed two thick fingers inside him and sucked his clit gently. Nanami’s gloved hand tightened.
“It’s… intense,” he admitted, voice rougher. “The pressure is building very quickly. I’m not sure how long I can—”
“You don’t have to hold it,” you said encouragingly, curling your fingers against his G-spot. “Just let go for me. You’re doing so well already. Look at how nicely your pussy is taking my fingers.”
Nanami’s breathing grew heavier. “This is… undignified. But— ah— it feels too good to stop.”
“That’s right,” you praised warmly. “Be a good boy and let me take care of you. You deserve to feel this good. Come on, Kento. Squirt for me. I want to see you make a mess.”
“I— I’m close,” he warned, thighs starting to shake. “It’s too much— I can’t hold back—”
“Don’t hold back,” you commanded gently. “Squirt for me, baby. Let it all out. You’re so beautiful when you lose control.”
Nanami’s stoic facade finally broke with a deep, hoarse moan. A powerful spurt of clear fluid gushed out around your fingers, splashing hotly over your tongue as he started squirting in strong waves.
“Ah— fuck— it’s happening— I can’t— nnngh—!”
“Good boy,” you kept praising between licks. “That’s it. Keep going. You’re making such a perfect mess for me. So good, Kento.”
When the orgasm finally ebbed, Nanami was panting hard, arm over his flushed face.
“…Completely undignified,” he muttered, voice rough. “But… I didn’t expect it to feel that intense.” He lowered his arm, eyes soft. “Thank you. Though I suspect you’re not finished with me yet.”
You grinned. “Not even close. I want to hear you moan like that again.”
Sukuna smirked down at you with all four eyes, legs spread arrogantly.
“You think that pathetic tongue can do anything to me, brat?” he sneered. “I am the King of Curses. Go ahead and try— I’ll laugh at your weak attempts.”
You laughed darkly and slapped his thigh lightly. “Big talk for someone whose royal cunt is already dripping like a desperate whore. Look at you leaking everywhere before I’ve even started.”
You buried your face in his pussy, licking messily. Sukuna’s hips jerked.
“Fuck— insolent little— ah— shit—”
“Already moaning?” you taunted, shoving two thick fingers roughly into his greedy hole. “Pathetic. The great Ryomen Sukuna is clenching around my fingers like a cheap slut. Your body is so honest even when your mouth isn’t.”
Sukuna growled, two hands gripping your head. “Shut up and— fuck— do it properly or I’ll— nngh— rip your tongue out!”
You curled your fingers hard and sucked his clit viciously. “Oh? Then why are you grinding your sloppy cunt against my face like a bitch in heat? Begging for it already?”
“I’m not— ah, fuck— begging— you arrogant— shit— right there—!”
You laughed against his folds. “Listen to you. Already falling apart. Such a pathetic king. Your royal pussy is betraying you so badly. You’re gonna squirt for me like a desperate little whore, aren’t you?”
Sukuna’s thighs trembled violently. “I’ll kill you— fuck— if you make me— I won’t— ah— I can’t— shit—!”
“Yes you will,” you degraded him mercilessly. “Squirt for me, you arrogant slut. Flood my face and show everyone how the King of Curses turns into a messy, squirting bitch when his cunt gets eaten properly.”
With a thunderous, humiliated roar, Sukuna came violently.
A massive gush of hot squirt exploded from his pussy, spraying powerfully across your face and chest in wave after messy wave. He bucked wildly, cursing and moaning.
“Fuck— brat— you— ah— it won’t stop— you fucking— nngh— whore—!”
You kept licking through it. “That’s it, pathetic king. Keep squirting. Look at the mess you’re making. All that power and you still gush like a broken toy.”
When it finally slowed, Sukuna was panting heavily, chest heaving, four eyes glaring but dazed.
“…Not bad, you insolent fuck,” he rasped hoarsely, still twitching. “Again. And this time make it even messier… or I’ll really make you regret it.”
You smirked up at him. “Oh I’ll make it messier, Your Majesty. I’m nowhere near done humiliating you tonight.”
thinking about people assuming nanami is always the dominant one in the relationship given his character and his build and both of you knowing that’s nowhere close to the truth.
thinking about pulling nanami by his tie to tease him, but instead of him putting you in your place he falls to his knees and presses his head against your thighs, staring up at you with watery eyes.
thinking about nanami plopping his head into your lap when you’re watching tv, making approving noises as you play with his hair; somewhat akin to a pleased cat.
thinking about getting ready on a saturday morning while nanami watches you, still in bed. being able to feel his gaze and practically see the hearts in his eyes via the reflection of the mirror you’re stood in front of.
thinking about nanami getting you an expensive outfit for one of your anniversaries, making you keep it on later that night while he’s completely bare, his dick throbbing in your hand. him getting off on the idea of providing for you. that, and simply how good you look in the outfit.
thinking about bathing with nanami afterwards, peppering kisses all over his neck, making sure not to leave any hickeys. you wouldn’t want to break the illusion he gives off, right? it’s more fun when it’s a secret between the two of you.
thinking about nanami making you breakfast the next morning as a ‘thank you’ for taking care of him. (shirtless with an apron on, of course)
sub! Bottom! Finance teacher! Nanami x top! dom! sadistic! male! College student! reader
Teacher’s pet <3
warnings: sex, feminization, degradation, cussing
There was a rumor going around in your school. That one of the college professors in your school were sleeping with a student.
But the reason this was such a big deal?
It was simple. It was the people involved in the relationship. The teacher, Nanami Kento, was a cold and strict Finance professor. And you? You were the popular student, top of your grade here on a scholarship and the ‘nicest guy on earth’ by basically every person’s standards.
So why the hell would you sleep with a cold professor like Mr. Kento? Even if he was handsome, the man was like a block of ice. You, on the other hand, held doors open for students, did community service and one person even swore you went out your way to help a grandma cross the street.
That’s why the rumors of you and him spread so fast, just after a day of being caught kissing by a student, you two were the talk of the campus.
Since you were 21, it wasn’t illegal. But it was apparent to everyone that Mr. Kento had no intention of staying with you longer than fling. And you? Poor golden boy with a heart of gold? We’re clearly in love with him.
People would walk by you and tell you he’s not worth it. Others going as far as to make snide comments in earshot of the professor only to tuck tails and run away at a cold glare.
You thought it was a great sentiment.
Too bad they didn’t know you were the one fucking your poor pretty teacher.
Cornering the man in his office after class and turning the icy man into a quivering mess.
While they thought you were some golden prince, and your professor as a heartless monster. The truth couldn’t be further from that.
You were the one that pressed into that first kiss, cutting off his protest of inappropriate behavior with your lips. Pressing him against the desk, hands firmly groping his muscles. Driving him crazy with teasing touches till he broke and gave in.
Which led up to now.
“I feel kinda hurt.” You said mockingly slowing your thrusting to slow grinds making him sob from the withholding of pleasure.
The stoic Nanami Kento, spread out under you. Bent over his desk in the empty class room. Your cock buried in his slicked up hole, the fat head surrounded by heat as you pull out and slowly push back in.
Your hand trailed up his sweat slick muscular back and trim waist, over the pristine white button up that usually clung to his toned chest, now rumpled pulled up to his pecs. His pants in a hemp tossed to the side form where you’d impatiently yanked it off.
You rub a circle into his nape with your thumb before your hand tangles in his golden hair. The soft strands sliding through your hair as you tugged.
“Ah!” He let out a noise that bordered a whine. Pale hickey covered neck stretched back as dilated hazel eyes meet yours. Glassy with unshed tears, kiss swollen pink lips parted letting out shaky breaths. Your normal cold and strict teacher, now broken to your personal slut.
“Not going to ask why? I’m confiding in you and you’re not even responding.” You tsk in mock disappointment, each word form your second sentence accompanied by a slow dragging thrust, grazing his sweet spot that drove the poor man beneath you into a trembling mess.
Nananai took in a gasping deep breath, his fingers clenching and opening against the wooden desk. “W-why?” He managed to exhale shakily, just a word taking all his effort.
A slow smirk spread on your face. Leaning down you press your front to his back. A strangled noise leaving his throat quickly suppressed by bitten lips. Your thick cock slid perfect into the silky heat of your teacher’s hole. The rim, puffy and pink but eagerly clenching down on your hot cock, betraying his need.
“They said you were just using me for my body.” You tease into his ear, teeth grazing against the top of his flushed ears. You could feel the tremble that ran down his flushed body, your hand that was on his hip, slid up over overheated skin to his pecs.
Cupping the firm muscle for a squeeze before taking the dusky nipple in between your thumb and index. “Are you using me for my body, Mr. Kento?” You purr slowly as you roll the bud between your fingers.
The body against your arched forward, into the touch, a moan slipping past bitten lips. Holding back groan from falling from your lips as he instinctively clenched down on your cock.
So sensitive, how cute.
“Are you?” You tug the hardened bud again. His body trembles under your grasp, a lewd mewl leaving his lips.
“No!” He blurted out, hips rocking grinding down on your cock chasing pleasure. When your hands still them, you have you hold back a chuckle at the betrayal in those dazed needy hazel eyes.
Your hands trailed over the hard planes of his body. His overheated skin twitching under your touch, the curve of waist, ass and chest soft and pliable. So beautiful spread out under you, sweat making his skin and muscles glisten like a work of art.
“Please—,” The cut off soft plea lifted your attention from kneading his firm ass.
“What do you want, angel?” Your lips trailed heat up his neck, leaving a hickey over his nape like a claim.
Nanami could have sobbed, his hand covering his mouth to hide any noises. The lack of attention to his neglected cock and the way you filled him, just the right amount of pain and pleasure was driving him crazy. Your cock buried deep in him like it belonged there, your hands and mouth touching and kneading his skin like you owned him.
He loved it. He wanted more. He wanted less. He wanted to cum on your cock but you wouldn’t move!
“Move…please.” The sentence came out whiny, gone was his usual composure. Your little slut was needy for your cock plowing and molding his insides and ruining him.
Well, what can you do? After all you were such a nice guy.
You flip him onto his back on the desk, even as he whined at the loss of your cock. He eagerly moved with your hands, spreading his legs up, as you wished.
Like this he looked like your own personal porn star. His flushed face watching you with lustful hazy desperation. Blond stands sweaty, fallen from its gelled prison into his face. His shirt had fallen off revealing the expanse of his muscles, and firm pecs. Thick thighs spread open, holding his knees, his greedy hole twitching in anticipation.
Seeing your darkened eyes, his thighs flexed. Lips parting to let out dirty words he’d never usual say but would for your cock. “Please…fuck my pussy. I need your cock to fill my womb…” A vibrant pink flush on his cheeks, even as he peered at you, sweat covered and beautiful.
All ready for you to ruin.
You don’t hesitate, lining up your cock, the blunt head bullying it way in. A lewd moan falling out his lips, muffled by a hand around his mouth.
You couldn’t have that happening, you pressed in fully bottom out. A gasp falling from his lips as his back arched, your hand holding his wrist as you press a kiss his pulse point before pinning it next to his head.
A whimper leaving his mouth at the action, your name falling out his name like it was holy. “[Name] p-please…” For you, he’d do anything. To be ruined and adored in the same breath. His mind and body already surrendering to your touch, craving you desperately.
“My good little slut. You're going to take my cock like a good slut, aren’t you, angel?” He nodded eagerly, his heart fluttering like a tiny birds as you rub his wrist.
Your lips curl into a practiced smile. Sweet and kind but Nanami knew better. He could see the cruel promise in your eyes. It only made him shiver and tremble more. His legs wrapped around your body keeping your cock inside him.
“Y-yes.” He was yours. There was nowhere else he’d be.
“That’s it, angel.” Then a sudden hard thrust, Nanami gasped whining natively trying to cover his mouth, but you kept his wrist firmly pinned, his other hand keeping his knee up.
You didn’t hesitate anymore, each thrust hard and fast pounding against his prostrate. The new position only driving the blunt head of your cock deeper in making him pant and whimper trying to bite back noises that threatened to erupt.
“My little slut,” your voice soft and loving compared to the way your flesh hit against his, in lewd smacks. And the rough heavy drag of your cock against his walls.
“Y’urs, all y’urs.” He slurred his whimpers turning into whines and moans as you kept going. His voice trembled and husky as he spoke. “Y’ur s’lt.”
“Gonna fill your pussy up, angel.”
He nodded as much as he could on his back, his thighs tightening around you like he was worried you didn’t notice his approval.
“No?” You said in mock disappointment. “Alright.”
“N-no! C’m in my p’ssy ple-please,” he whined trembling under grip, eyes teary like being denied your cum in his pussy was the end of the world.
Such a perfect slut. And he was all yours.
It doesn’t take long for you to cum. The burst of warmth filling his insides tipping him over making him cum, untouched on your cock, spurting cum over his abs.
“Y’urs. L’ve you.” He slurred, eyes half lidded only to snap open when your fingers press inside his twitching hole.
“Oh, angel. We’re not done yet.” You were, oh so cruel, but he couldn’t help but love it.
So, yeah. Your classmates really should stop worrying.
dom!reader x sub!character, praise kink, tie pulling, LOTS of teasing, edging, power loss, mean!reader, secret relationship, punishment, degradation, humiliation, professor x student, handjob, finger sucking, hair pulling, college au, ooc nanami
note: reader is in their early/mid 20s, nanami is late 20’s/early 30’s
i was supposed to post this a long time ago...
“Mx [Name]?” A sudden knock on your desk jolts you out of your thoughts, and you immediately look up to see the stern look of your professor, Nanami Kento, staring down at you in disapproval.
Cheeks burning with shame, you notice your classmates’ eyes are on you.
Fuck, what’s happening?
Your professor must’ve read your mind as he answers the question for you.
“We’re on page 394, [Name]. In the book that I said was for classwork? The class was wondering about your thoughts on the chapter that we all just read just now. Care to share your thoughts?”
Your breath catches in your throat as you stumble for words. Your professor only looks at you in amusement, an eyebrow slowly raising up as you continue to embarrass yourself.
Right as you see him open his mouth to surely make another comment, the bell rings, signalling the end of the class.
Fucking finally.
Gathering your bag and materials, you’re wishing to be the first one out, but of course, nothing ever goes your way, does it?
“Mx [Name], please stay after class.”
Begrudgingly, you drop your stuff back down and watch as your friends give you looks of pity as they leave the room.
Before long, the door shuts, and you’re left standing near his desk, awkwardly. Glancing at it, you notice the lack of any speck of dust or mess.
You watch as he silently sits, separating his folders and papers into different piles, and as much as the silence annoys you, you know better than to speak first.
Fortunately, he finishes quickly and glances at you with a small frown.
“Come here,” he says, but you can’t make out the tone in his words. Silently, you walk around his desk and up to him, noticing the furrow in his eyebrow.
“You were staring at the football players outside again, [Name].”
You have to force yourself not to roll your eyes. He’s fucking jealous, that’s what’s happening. If you didn’t know better, you would’ve thought that from that tone, he would be pouting right now.
However long ago, you and Nanami had been in a secret relationship where you two only showed feelings behind closed doors.
Not only is his career and reputation on the line, but so is your education.
Despite being older than you, you’ve come to realise just how much he acts like a child sometimes.
He must’ve seen the annoyance on your face because he quickly tries to correct himself.
“You know I don’t like it when you stare at them during their practice, not when I’m up here teaching. Why stare at a bunch of foolish football players when your dear professor is right in front of you?”
When he still sees the annoyance on your face, his face slowly turns to slight panic.
“[Name], talk to me. Why are you being so quiet?”
“What was that earlier?” You mutter, your jaw slightly tense from replaying the embarrassing scene over and over again in your head. The confusion on his face only spurs the anger in you.
“You embarrassed me back there, in front of all my classmates.” You practically scowl, fists clenching when you realise that now your peers may think of you as some air-headed dreamer who doesn’t care to pay attention during class.
Realisation dawns on his face, but instead of apologising, he only smirks.
“You’re mad about that, [Name]?” He lets out a chuckle, almost as if he couldn’t believe your words. “I did it for your own good; there were rumours going around about us. Would you have wanted that on your reputation?”
There’s a small smirk on his face that makes you want to slap it right off. Does he think it's funny that you just endured public embarrassment?
“I practically helped you. You know, instead of getting mad at me like this, I feel like you should owe me an apology for—”
Suddenly, you grab his tie and tug it sharply towards you and slightly into the air. His breath gets knocked out of his lungs as his hands reach for your waist to steady himself.
The scene is the total opposite of what was happening just seconds earlier. With his tie gripped tightly in your grasp, and anger and annoyance written clearly on your face, he can only stay seated at his desk, face lifted up as he reveals his neck for you.
You swear you hear him let out a small groan and a quiet curse.
“Owe you an apology? Don’t make me fucking laugh, Nanami.” Watching as his Adam’s apple bobs, your grip on his tie only tightens.
“What? You got jealous that I wasn’t paying attention to you, and you decided to embarrass me?” Annoyance laces your tongue, and Nanami only watches you with widened eyes as you continue to practically scold him.
You don’t notice how he’s gone quiet and how you’re now right up in front of him until you hear his breath hitch in his throat, which makes you pause.
Breathing heavily, you can only stare at him and his now flushed face.
“That’s honestly embarrassing for you, Nanami, getting jealous of guys younger than you.” You raise an eyebrow as you spit out more than what you were planning to.
“Now my classmates think I’m fucking stupid because you decided that you wanted to bitch and be a brat. You think that’s amusing?”
You finally register his silence, and your hand wrapped around his tie loosens as you try to slow down your quickened breath. Tensing your jaw, you eye him up and down in annoyance and displeasure before it lands on a particular spot on his pants.
Fucking hell.
“Don’t you dare tell me you’re seriously hard right now, Nanami,” you sneer, nose scrunching up as your eyes stay put staring at the tent in his pants.
Nanami widens his eyes before trying to cover his crotch with his hands, but it's too late, you’ve already seen it, and you’re not about to let it go.
You glance back up at his face as he tries to avoid eye contact, the cogwheels turning in your mind as you try to make sense of this situation.
“You got hard from me yelling at you.” It’s not a question, it’s a statement. You know he did, of course, he would.
And you swear you see something twitch inside his pants, and you quickly grab his chin to force him to face you.
“Say it, say you got hard from my yelling, Nanami.”
By this point, Nanami is bright red as a shiver runs down his spine. Is it fear? Pleasure? He doesn’t even know himself, but shit, does it feel good when you use that tone on him.
The tone that makes his knees weak, mind fuzzy, mouth dry, but his dick throb in his pants, knowing that he’ll do whatever you say if you order him around like that.
His tongue darts out of his lips to lick them wet, and he almost groans when he sees your eyes follow the movement.
“I-I got hard from your yelling,” he mumbles, but your grip on his chin tightens, and he winces before repeating it clearly.
A moment of silence passes by, and Nanami wonders if he had truly messed up.
“Take your pants off and get on the desk.” Nanami clenches his jaw before immediately following your order, standing up and getting rid of his tailored pants.
Leaving the rest of his clothes on, he quickly sits on the edge of his desk facing you. Immediately, embarrassment hits him because he knows you can see the wet stain on his boxers, exactly where the tip of his dick is. The thought only makes him spread his legs wider for you, and you notice.
What a whore.
Standing between his legs, your hands land on his upper thighs, rubbing circles on the inside, and he has to bite back a low groan. Suddenly, your hand on his crotch has him moan out loud, and his hand quickly slaps to his mouth in horror.
But you only grin in amusement as your hand continues to squeeze and rub the spot, your thumb rubbing circles on the wet spot as you feel his tip underneath.
“F-Fuckk w-wait shit! [Name]!” Nanami cries out in pleasure when you squeeze firmer, and you feel his thighs start to shake, his hips bucking up to your hand. Eyes glazing over and drool already escaping at the side of his mouth, the sight only drives you to want to ruin him even more.
Having been busy recently due to your other classes, you know Nanami hasn’t been getting as much attention and touch from you, and it’s only gotten him pent up. You also know that because of that, he’ll be quick to cum, and the way his whimpers continue to rise in pitch only proves your point. However, you can’t help but tease him.
“Don’t tell me you’re close already, Nanami.” He opens his mouth to reply, but only lets out a moan when you tug his boxers down and expose the sticky mess of his dick to you.
With his dick already slick with pre cum, you wrap your hand around it, and the most sinful, wet sound you’ve ever heard is made when you start to pump slowly. Along with the sound of his whines and whimpers, the wet sounds of your hand on his dick fill the room.
“O-Oh fuckkk mngh i-im gonna- ima-” But before Nanami can moan out whatever words he was going to say next, your hand already leaves his dick and your free hand reaches up to tug his hair backwards. The pricks of pain on his scalp paired with the pain of his hard dick only make him cry out in both pain and pleasure. His eyes roll back to his skull as he babbles out pleas and other words too slurred for you to understand most of it.
Though what you can make out are whiny “no’s” and curses as you watch more beads of pre-cum leak out from the tip of his dick to slide down to drip on his desk. There’s now a small puddle of his pre-cum on the desk underneath his dick, and you can only bite your lip in satisfaction as you watch it grow larger.
Your finger reaches down to swipe some of the mess on your fingers before lifting it to his lips and shoving two fingers in his mouth, watching as he gags lightly at the sudden intrusion. His eyes water slightly as you feel his tongue slide against your fingers and start to lick the pre-cum off your fingers.
You coo as he almost instinctively sucks on your fingers as he gazes at you with glossy eyes and a flushed face. Slowly, you pull your fingers out, and he whines as he watches his saliva connect them with his lips.
You swear you see his dick twitch hard at that.
“Ah, I-I was so close, [Name],” he whines out, and you almost take pity on him. Almost. But you know you don’t have much time left anyway, not when students may be coming back for other classes.
“How about this, I’ll make you cum as long as you don’t make too much noise. Wouldn’t want someone to pass by and hear how much of a slut you are, do you?”
Your hand returns to his dick and wraps around it, though you don’t start moving it yet.
“What if someone were to walk in here? A student, one of your coworkers?” Raising your eyebrow, a grin slowly makes its way onto your face as you see him remember how his door isn’t even locked.
But he doesn’t even care about that anymore. He’s too focused on the need to cum and the fact that the pain in his dick is too much to bear.
He only nods eagerly, and his Adam’s apple bobs as he eyes your hand when it starts moving again.
This time, the speed you choose is absolute torture. Too fast, too firm, that it knocks the breath out of his lungs and makes him groan in pleasure as his hands fly to your shoulders.
“F-fuck fuck nghh f-feels good,” he pants out, hips bucking into your hand eagerly, clearly too fucked out by the pleasure already.
Though clearly still pent up from your lack of attention combined with the earlier edge, he quickly feels the heat rush to his dick as he feels himself getting closer.
Grabbing his tie firmly again, you tug him closer to you as you pump even faster, wanting to hear all his pretty, lewd noises.
“Close, I-I’m close fuck! C-Can I cum, p-please?”
“Go on, make a mess of yourself,” you order, and seconds later, you hear him moan even louder as he throws his head back, eyes rolling back as he cums hard.
Cum shoots out of his dick and onto your hand and drips onto the desk underneath him as you slow down your pace to prolong his pleasure.
Ironically, the very same desk that was so pristine and clean at the beginning of your class beforehand is now stained and covered in his cum.
Soon enough, his breath slows down, and he leans onto you for support, his hands tightening on your shoulder. The sight of your usual stern, stoic, and serious professor, leaning on you after you pumped him dry and turned him into a whining mess, makes you bite back a laugh.
When your hand grazes back against his dick, he whines out pitifully. “Round two, Nanami?”
He only groans at you, his breath shaky. “Oh fuck me,” he mutters under his breath.
Top Post: Still Yours ft. sub/switchy Choso from jjk| satoru gojo, the strongest, is an absolute slut for your strap, car cinema with choso
boyfriend x reader fics
''After Nightfall''| sub!perv!bf x domme!reader, doing it in the woods, strap-on/ pegging, buttplug
''Smash Or Pass?''| sub!omega!husband x domme!alpha!reader (female reader, can be read as any other too), him giving you a blowy, you fingering and fuckinging him (-> fem alpha with a dick), choking, spanking, hair pulling, crying, creampie, possesive H/n as in he says you're his while fucking and minimal angst with comfort
''Craving You''| sub!trainer!secret!bf x dom!boxer!reader, biting, licking his neck and chest, sucking his dick, fingering him, pegging, crying, dumbification, overstimulation and male squirting
''Incubus In Training''| ftm!femboy!incubus x domme!reader, pegging, humiliation (he is a ''bad incubus), forced learning, orgasm denial until he’s perfect, he has a pussy, referring to his pecs as titts once (cause they're so big), his nipples and clit are pierced
''You Do It better"| feminine!man x masc!female!reader, slapping, pegging, vibrators, choking, crying, him being down bad and loving how you treat him, overstimulation until he goes non verbal, he is shaking a lot, calling his hole a pussy, voyerism-ish??
''Take It (or not)''| sub!fem!husband x domme!reader, pegging, using a big strap, use of buttplug, kitchen sex, a little angst with fluff
"Mr Assistant"| sub!assistant x female!reader, suggestive, bottom male (pegging), female reader
''Never Leaving You''| sub!ex x domme!reader, toxic dynamic, y/n is bisexual and he is pathetic, fingering him, pegging, edging, crying, a little angst with a ''happy'' ending, Y/n is bisexual and a menace to society and H/n is just down bad
''Fetish For My Love"| sub!bully x dom!f!reader, reader is masculine, down bad Y/n, bully is a fem mean guy, you are lowkey obsessed with him, lowkey masochist!reader, sadistic!bully, he chokes someone, calls you a big dog, he is usually mean but all pathetic in bed, you're an absolute beast in bed, sucking on his chest, fingering him, pegging him, edging, overstimulation, teasing, belly bulge, crying, strap-drunk bully
characters x reader fics
Jujutsu Kaisen
''You Belong To Me''| 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
''Cuffed and Cocky"| sub!gojo x domme!reader, handcuffs, blow job, virgin gojo, crying, edging, cocky gojo
''Done With You (Clearly Not)''| sub!bf!gojo to sub!ex!bf!gojo x dom!reader, pegging, lover to ex-lover, toxic relationship, him riding you, Gojo has no self respect, Y/n is more ''masculine'' in comparison to Gojo, Y/n is lowkey a perv, pt 2
"That Big"| sub!nerd!bf!gojo x domme!reader, y/n complaining about photosynthesis, studying and fucking him after, pegging, him sucking on your strap
''Exes who cant stay away'' series
choso - "Still Yours"| sub/switchy!plug!choso, ex!bf!choso, captain of a basketball team female!reader, fake non-chalant Choso, mentions of weed/ Choso smoking it, jerking him off, him fingering you, creampies, squirting, dick riding, car sex, desperate/ pathetic Choso, overstimulation, crying Choso, pussy drunk Choso, manhandling, boob sucking, choking
toji - ''Taking Him Down A Peg" dom to sub stalker!toji is also a hit-man, obsessive toji with a breeding kink (him wanting to get you pregnant so that you can't run from him but luckily you're on birth control), he is borderline crazy, sucking his dick, facial, creampie, putting you in a mating press, pussy and strap drunk toji, fucking him missionary, gun play, pervy toji and reader, he breaks into your house, toxic & unhealthy dynamics, toji crying from how good you feel, pegging him, Toji acts all tough until you push a finger into him 🤷🏾♀️, requested
''Good Boy'' ft Nanami| sub!needy!nanami x reader, bottom!nanami, pegging, male squirting, belly bulge, fingering, crying
"Shy Cutie" - Choso fluff, crack, very shy Choso
"''Are you crying?'' Except you make him cry" - sub!gojo x f!reader, public, controlled vibrator, jerking him off in public, fingering him whilst giving him head in your car
Welcome to Ms L/n's Farm (series): sub!cowhybrid!bottom!gojo
sub!chickenhybrid!nanami
"Streets" - omega!toji sucking you off after getting you hard with his sweetylicious angry pheromones, road head/ sex, creampie, voyeurism, feminization, female!alpha!reader, degrading
"My man, my man, MY MAN 😩" - sub!geto x f!dom reader, pegging, feminization, shy!reader turning into a rough dom, geto is such a tease
"Naughty Boys" - suggestive, bottom gojo/choso, catboy!gojo x dom!reader x bunnyboy!choso, pegging, feminization (both boys in pretty lingerie), good!boy choso and bratty!boy gojo, handjob, humping, pretty boys being needy
''Angel Boy'' - pegging angel!gojo, feminization (cause gojo loves to walk around in skimpy clothes), overstimulation
"One last time" - car sex with naoya, pegging him, strap-on riding, choking, slapping, crying, he calls you mommy, overstimulation, pt 2
"Car Cinema" - sub!bf nerd!choso x domme!reader, virginity loss, riding him in your car, voyeurism, dry humping, you ride him, creampie
''Through the Mirror ft. Gojo'' - pegging, sub!gojo, cursing, he calls you mommy once
''Need you Now'' - sub!bf!choso x dom!reader (female/afab), smut w slight angst and comfort, pegging, him riding your strap, choso has a fever, argument, making up, geto and gojo on the sidelines as a couple
''Geto likes you more than a friend should" - college au, reader likes women and men, a little angst with comfort
"You’re the Only One For Me" - sub!bf!gojo x domme!reader insecure gojo, a little angst with reverse comfort, riding him to tears, crying, edging
camboy!geto who happens to be an omega - abo universe, omega!geto, alpha female reader, exhibitionism? (he does stuff on cam), inducing his heat, dick sucking, licking up his slick, edging, riding you for way too long, overstimulation, non sorcer au, college au, pt. 2
Too Full - a little angst with fluff, omega!toji x alpha!reader, lactation kink, D/n = Daughter's name
Bratty Sukuna - bratty!sukuna, sukuna lactating, throat fucking, fingering, pegging, slight pain/blood (his nails digging into your back)
''Princess Treatment''| sub!oikawa x domme!reader, pro volleyball au (timeskip), smau and story, fingering, stroking his dick, needy oikawa, making it up to him
"Making It Up To Him"| sub!bf!oikawa x domme!reader, p in v, you riding him, him crying, cream pie"
Bad Thinking Diary
"Toxic" - Hyera x F!Reader Your best friend who happens to be your crush has been trying to break up your mutual friends and they tell you to talk to her
headcanons/ shorts/ drabbles
Jujutsu Kaisen
nothing, just imagining pegging dom!geto suguru
stressed overworked submissive husband!nanami and you as his pretty wife who makes him rest his pretty mind and body soul
satoru gojo, the strongest, is an absolute slut for your strap
satoru being a bratty bottom tease
brat!bottom!toji x dom!female!reader
first time trying butt stuff with nanami
pegging alt!geto hours
comforting the jjk men during aftercare
No thoughts, just omega geto suguru's pregnancy hormones
which one of them takes the biggest strap
Sucking on toji's titts
black!gf x geto and he uses an excessive amount of your hair products
Just teasing your girlfriend Shoko Ieiri because she likes being called princess
When your girlfriend Yuki Tsukumo is on an excursion and you miss her
could you pleaseeee do one where reader uses his tie as a leash and makes him crawl whilst naked 😖😖😖 SORRY
a/n: YES YES YESSS
I'LL FOLLOW YOU
warnings: gn!reader, soft dom!reader, sub!nanami, light choking, pet play, subspace, pet names, light handjob
nanami kento was a simple man. he grew tired from always being strong and in control during his day work, leading him to crave someone taking control. it helped him relax when someone was making all the decisions for him. when someone was telling him what to do and taking control of his very being, he let his brain turn off.
right now, he was kneeling on the floor beside your desk, his head leaning against your thigh as he stared off into nothing. not thinking, not staring at anything in particular, nanami was just sitting there naked, on a cushion for his legs. your hand absentmindedly pet his hair, carding your fingers through it as you finished filling out some paperwork from a recent mission.
every now and then, your eyes would flicker back down at your handsome darling, at the way his yellow and black-dotted tie sat snuggly around his neck. a leash for your sweet puppy. he was such a smart man, but like this, he'd be dumber than bricks without your guidance.
"do you want to go to bed, darling?" you asked, sliding whatever was left of the paperwork away. it could wait another night. right now, you had better things to take care of. your hand slid down to the side of his face gently as you awaited his reply, carefully removing his glasses from his face to let him slide further into his space of dependancy on you.
"kentooo..." you cooed softly when he didn’t reply after a beat, gently urging him to look up at you with those glazed over, foggy eyes. when those brown orbs did land on you, he exhaled through his nose, relaxing more like the reminder you were there helped him. "hi darling. you ready to go to bed?"
the man kneeling at your feet nodded at you, blinking slowly with his lips slightly parted. he sat up straighter as you stood up from your chair, no longer using your thighs as a pillow. instead, you stepped around to his side, taking the end of his tie in your hand.
"come on, puppy. let's go to bed." you tell him, your voice a soft, soothing bandaid on all of his day's stresses. he slowly moves onto all fours, his knees sliding off the cushion as he begins to crawl, following your steps as you hold his leash loosely in your fist.
nanami, arches his back slightly--even though you're not looking--for the sole reason that even in his foggy mind, he knows you like it. he knows you like seeing his bare body, all yours, positioned like your little pet that he was more than happy to be. he knows how you like watching him crawl with his legs a little more spread than they should be.
the sorcerer also knows he loves the feeling of you guiding him on something as simple as where to go in his own house, that he equally knows the layout of. the way you glance back at him with a loving smile, kissing the air at him before turning back to watching where you're going, your hand pulling his leash ever so slightly to bring him closer to you, makes him nearly melt on the spot. one day, he would dissolve into a puddle of your affections and his adoration for you. he knew it in his soul.
as you entered your bedroom, your hand wrapped tighter around his tie, cutting off his air supply ever so slightly - enough to make his breath hitch and come out a little ragged. you pull a little tighter, making him choke quietly before looking up at you with watery, teary eyes. his gaze is blurry from his glasses being gone, but he can still see your eyes roaming his body, gaging his reaction.
when he whimpers softly, you tighten it more just for a second before loosening his tie again. giving him a head rush you know he loves.
"up here, puppy." she ordered softly, patting the bed and moving a hand to his ass to help him climb up. even on the bed, nanami doesn't lay down until you do first. he sits there, his legs curled beneath him and his hands on the pillow, watching you round the bed to your side. his eyes don’t leave you for a second even as you sit down. when you do lay down, you pull his leash gently to urge him down on top of you - which he easily complies to.
your hand loosely wraps around his half-hard dick, making him whine softly and cuddle closer into your side. you can feel how shivers wrack up his body and pull the blanket over the two of you with your free hand.
"shhh, my sweet darling. i'll take care of you. you behaved so well today." you praise, even though nanami was always incredibly obedient. you'd think it would kill him to go against something you wanted him to do. your hand gently moved up and down his dick, caressing it and gliding your thumb over the tip as it swelled to full hardness, leaking small beads of pre-cum.
"thank you." he whispers against your neck, always so utterly grateful for your care, your attention, and your touches. you were the only one who knew how to properly take care of him, he was sure of it.
your free hand wrapped around his tie again, pulling him closer for you to push your lips against his. the motion succeeded in silencing his thoughts and, in turn, making him cuddle closer against you like a needy puppy instead of the big, strong, smart, sorcerer he was.
what would he do without you there to take care of him?
a/n: i hope you enjoyed!! feel free to request again if it wasn't your cup of tea :) what a high it is to get requests. (p.s. what do we think about the dividers? 🤔)
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