♡ ATTENTION WHORE
♡ Slade Wilson/Reader, ≈750 words
♡ Request: Hi! Can I get “Stop whining like a bitch and take this cock.” For Slade from the smut prompt thing please. By: Anon
♡ Warnings: Name-calling, implied age gap, brat taming, mirror sex, general roughness
It’s too much, the stretch of this cock between your soft, stretched-out walls. The weight of his body pinning your legs to the bed. One strong, calloused hand digging into the fat of a parted thigh, the other squeezing the scruff of your neck, holding onto you like a misbehaving puppy and keeping your head upright—your line of sight perfectly parallel up to watch your bodies in the mirror.
This was entirely your own doing. Slade Wilson is, and has always been, a bitter, selfish old man with enough years on you to be your father. Maybe even your grandfather. And something about those facts has always done it for you.
It helps that he’s 6’4 with a glare of cold and piercing, it sends chills down your spine, ones that cool in your guts and make you weak at the knees every time you earn his ire. Which is why you’re always so eager to push his buttons; batting around names like ‘old timer’ and ‘grandpa’, congratulating him on doing basic tasks, strutting around in your tight, inappropriate little outfits and brazenly flirting with everyone but him. Whatever it takes to garner his attention.
Even when he’d challenged you, you’d kept baiting him, feigning your best deer in the headlight look, all wide-eyed and slack-jawed when he’d invaded your personal space, filling your nose with the scent of gunpowder and musk. Making your chest feel tight against your hammering heart as he’d sneered firmly, “Watch yourself.”
“Make me.” You’d tried to mimic the underlying danger in his tone with little to no seriousness, a giggle escaping your curled lips as you fail to contain a defiant smile.
It’s had the desired effect. Slade shaking his head in amused disbelief before grabbing you harshly by the jaw. There’s no tenderness or adoration in the way he kisses you; his tongue is as sharp as his words, his teeth cut your lips, and a moan reverberates from his throat when you hiss in pain.
Super-soldier serum pumps deep within his veins; he could crush you beneath the beds of his fingers, but he couldn’t seem to care less; groping and kneading your soft flesh, stripping you, twisting and bending you to his will. Your cries fall on deaf ears.
You’ll be bruised tomorrow, broken even, your bones no more useful than gelatine. You wouldn’t have it any other way.
His cock is heavy, a sickening slap echoing in your ears as he strikes it against your ass. There’s no fanfare, no prep before he pushes the thick head between your lips. This isn’t about pleasure after all; this is penalisation for your bratty behaviour. Your walls part to accommodate him, a bittersweet sting spreading inside you with every inch, and you watch it through your reflection, not a care in the world for your pained face or arched back, fully entranced as you watch his cock slowly disappear inside you. All the while you croon, and groan, nails biting into the mattress until your knuckles start to pale.
“Stop whining like a bitch and take this cock.” He growls when you start squirming in time with your shrill breaths, his fingers tightening on the back of your neck as he leans in, allowing your legs a moment of reprieve, in exchange for his cock sinking even deeper into your core. You feel ridiculous, you look ridiculous—catching sight of your dazed eyes and swollen, drooling lips in the mirror, every bit a caricature of the needy, sex hungry, degenerate he already believes you to be. “This is what you wanted, right? You should be thanking me right now.”
You can’t watch yourself for long, couldn’t if you wanted to. Where you needle for attention, Slade demands it, as does his mirror image. As your body greedily takes everything he gives you, your idle eyes feast on him; his perfect, practised posture and muscles that ripple with every jerk of his hips, his tousled silver hair, the matching bod hair that peppers his chest, arms, and legs, the beard that has tickled every inch of your skin he spared with a kiss, the conceited smirk on his lips that grows every second your gaze lingers on him and your lips remain open and speechless. “Or are you an ingrate as well as a whore?”
Hello Tumblr Peeps😁 I have been thinking about this for awhile and I might as well write these ideas down, before another idea pops up, so I will be writing another fanfic of a particular Hashira🤔💭Yes, I have written about a couple fanfics of him, if a certain part (or fanfic sequel) of a certain multi-fandom fanfic series counts, although regardless of it, I have written about him before, either way🤷♀️😈
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💚🌪️Sanemi Takes Care Your Wounds And You In General After He Saved Your Life🌪️💚(Sanemi Shinazugawa x Female Reader)
Genres: Enemies to Lovers, Wound Comfort, Possible Angst, and Fluff (Warning ⚠️: Language, Name Calling (from the reader), Wounds, Mentions Of Murder, Mentions Of Death, Mentions Of Blood, and Nudity(?)
Eversince you became a part of the Demon Slayer Corps and the first time you saw Sanemi when you witnessed him being harsh with some of the other members of the Demon Slayer Corps, you could never stand him, not even the sight of him, because the sight of him makes you cringe. As for the other Hashiras, you had warmed up to them and are willing to make friends with them, despite Iguru Obanai not wanting to be your friend, at first (you somehow grew on him). While you're able to get along with the other Hashiras, you always refuse to even acknowledge him nor speak to him, as you had always tried your hardest to stay away from him, by avoiding him at all costs.
One day, while you were volunteering to take care of Kocho Shinobu's garden, you heard a familiar voice, as he shouted, "Finally I get to finally meet the great, (Female Reader Name)! I heard alot of great things about you! My name's Sanemi!", as you then turned around to see Sanemi, the last person you ever wanted to see, ever if he was the last person in earth. You weren't sure why he's being nice to you, when he's being cruel to the other Demon Slayer Corps. You then responded, "You heard of me, huh? And why are you acting, so nice when it's obvious that you are such an asshole to the Demon Slayer Corps members?! I don't know what game you're trying to play, however I don't buy it! Let's be clear! I don't like you, you bastard! Just because you're a Hashira, doesn't mean you're better than anyone else! I don't see the other Hashiras treat them, so poorly! Why can't you be like them?! And what the fuck do you want from me?!", showing off an annoyed look on your face.
Sanemi could obviously tell you rather avoid him, however surprisingly he kept his cool and calmly replied, "I could tell that you can't stand me, but we're assigned to be on a "Demon Hunting" mission together and I most certainly see why we're assigned on this mission together, now... And it's not my fault the other Demon Slayer Corps members felt my wrath! You're just different, than them... I would like to chat, but I will continue this conversation later after our mission is completed... So, word of advice, don't go run off in this forest called, (forest name up to the reader's imagination) on this mission alone! You are very capable at killing demons, but this demon is one of those shadow demons who won't show its face, until it makes it's attack! You'd be fortunate, if that thing doesn't manage to kill you! See you later and I will be waiting for you when we do go on that mission!", before he left. You thought about what he said, as you're starting to believe that he just wanted to be a show off, trying to prove why he thinks he's better than the other Demon Slayer Corps members. You decide to go against his advice and go on this mission alone, so you can prove that you don't need nor want his help.
An hour later, you decided to run off and go on the mission to find the (forest name up to the reader's imagination) forest, alone soon as possible and to be, as far away from Sanemi, as possible. While you're running off to find the forest you mumbled to yourself, "I'll show that bastard that I can fight that demon all by myself! I don't need him with me! All he's going to do is just be a show off who acts all "high and mighty"! I will prove to him that I don't need his fucken help!". Once you made it to the forest called, (forest name up to the reader's imagination), you've been searching for a particular shadow demons who likes to make it's attack before showing its face.
The moment you started to get frustrated with not being able to find a certain shadow demon, you heard growing noises and before you were able to even take a glance at the demon, you felt like the back of your head got whacked just rough enough to get knocked to the ground. After your vision started to get blurry when you saw a glance of beady, red eyes, seemingly, controlling the tree branch and hearing a voice shouting out your name you passed out, while you felt your head hurting. You truly believe that your life would end like that, at this point...
The next thing you remember hearing (and feeling) was the sound fire with footsteps, you smelt the fire burning the wood, before opening up you eyes to the wood being burnt, and Sanemi bringing some more wood to the fire. When he notices you're awake, the first thing(s) he said was, "Good... You're awake... You regained consciousness...". You were shocked that aside from the bon fire and the wood, he was the first thing you saw after you regained consciousness and out of annoyance of the fact he's here, you responded, "Is this a joke? How the fuck did you get here?! When did you get there?! Did came here, so you can say you killed a demon or something?!".
Sanemi put the wood down, showing off a serious look, trying to be calm, as he scolded, "Why did you even go off into this forest after I told you not to?! You didn't listen to a word, I said when I gave you some advice! You should be grateful, Obanai told me you snuck off running when I was trying to look for after I waited hours for you, otherwise I wouldn't have saved your life in time! You really think I was only acting nice, because you thought I was trying to take the spotlight over my title, as a Hashira?! I heard alot about the progress you've made, since joining the Demon Slayer corps after Final Selection and you seem like you're really a tough person who's kind, even tough you're stubborn! I feel bad for you, but since you didn't listen to me about not going to the forest all by yourself, you can just lay where you are, while I take care of you, until you feel better!". You were about to get up and start an argument with him, as if you wanted to beat the hit out of him, when ended up feeling pain in your right shoulder and the back of your neck, as you cried, "How the fuck did this fucken happened?! I don't remember getting hit anywheres else, except the back of my head?! This is a fucken nightmare?!". He then started to get annoyed with you, as he responded, "And you didn't even listen to me about laying there! This fucken shadow demon can possess trees, vines, rocks, and other things involving nature! He was using that damn tree to see, if it can rip your limbs off you, especially your arms, while it was swatting your neck and it took me to take a swing at you to get him to let go of you and leave you be! Don't you realize you realize that thing could have killed you! After you get completely healed up, you can take your frustrations out on me, while we train together! Until then, you're staying there! Maybe this will be your lesson for you to listen to me next time! Be grateful I saved your life!".
"Why the hell did you even save my life then, if you're going to be an asshole about it?! You're acting like I owe you something, just because you got satisfaction about my wounds from that demon you killed! Why did you even act nice to me earlier, you bastard?! It's not like it's out of the kindness of your heart! You probably killed that demon, at my expense, for the glory!", you shouted at Sanemi. While he's trying not to snap, he responded, "You actually believe that I saved your life from that demon I killed, for the glory?! This wasn't even about gaining satisfaction about the fact you got hurt, because of the simple facts you didn't listen to me, your pride got in the way where it almost costed you your life, and I saved you! You don't know a damn thing about me, especially about my past and what I went through! I don't usually open up about this soon to people, but you have no idea that I lost people in my life who I care about, including my mother and most of my siblings, because while I was trying to find my mother, she got turned into a demon, before I managed to find her! I did what needed to be done! I did this out of the kindness of my heart more than you think and there's more to it than that? No matter how you fucken treat me and no matter how ungrateful you act, I will still save your life! I care about you! You may have hated me, since the first time you saw me, but I had always loved you in first sight! So, even if you still want to treat me like I'm some kind of monster, I will never turn my back on you and I still will do things for you, without anything in return! I will always fight for you, no matter how you treat me! I'm just curious why you want to become a part of the Demon Slayer Corps... Have you lost anyone important to you? I want to know!". Sanemi then, started to check on your wounds he bandaged (especially on the back of your head), as you thought about what Sanemi said and instead of trying to argue with him and thinking he's out to get you, you realize that you had a change of heart about him, after all.
"Hey Sanemi... About what I said earlier... I do apologize for treating you horrible like, I did and for calling you names... It was making me cringe to see you bully the other members of the Demon Slayer Corps and I wasn't sure how to take on how kindly you were treating me earlier today... I'm not sure, if you'll ever forgive me... I have also lost people in my life, too... My mother died from an unknown, physical illness, my brother left to travel the world, my father died from an accident during his time with work inside the village I used to live in, and I killed a demon, because he killed my previous love right in front me when my previous love was about to propose to me... So, my reasons are kind of simple really... To fight the demons who harm others and to start my life over in a fresher way, inorder to fight for others...", you explained. While Sanemi was checking on the back of your head to see, if it's still bleeding, as he replied, "Those goals are quite interesting and sorry for your losses, even if those losses are in the past... By the way, there's really nothing to forgive... If there was something to forgive or that I'm refusing to forgive you, I would have told you myself or showed you some signs that I won't be forgiving... I wouldn't have confessed how I feel about you, if there was either something to forgive or that I would have refused to forgive you... So, you're fine... I only wanted you to understand that I say these things, because I only wanted to protect you, I was honestly afraid to lose you... We will talk more tomorrow or so... Get some rest, while I continue to take care of you and your wounds...". The whole time you were resting, he has been checking your wounds, taking care of the fire with fire wood, gathering food for you, and making sure you are protected at all costs.
Once you wake up, Sanemi was already done cooking the food he made for you, as he smiled and said, "Oh... I see you're awake, (Female Reader Name)... Here I cooked some (breakfast food up to the reader's imagination) for you...". "But what about you? What are you going to eat, Sanemi?", you asked. He answered, "I will make myself something, once you get done eating... You're going to need alot more strength than I do... You eat first! I mean it! You better eat!". You did what he said and ate the food he served you and he madesure you're full before he starts cooking for himself and eat.
As both multiple days and multiple nights pass by, thanks to Sanemi taking care of your wounds, watching over you, and feeding you lots of he cooked for you, your wounds have been almost completely healed up and one day, he decided to find a hot springs inside this forest, to take you to. So, on the way to a hot springs inside this forest he carried you there, because he rather not chance in having you walk yet... Once the both of you made it the hot springs in this forest, he gently let you down and letted you move around and he kept an eye on you, because he wanted to makesure you're able remove your clothes and that you are able to get inside the hot springs by yourself.
Sanemi noticed how relaxed you really are from the water inside the hot springs and he really wanted to keep you company inside the hot springs, as he then ask, "Mind if I join, (Female Reader Name)?", hoping you didn't notice that, he's blushing at the sight of you. "Ofcourse I wouldn't mind, Sanemi... I would be more than happy, if you did join...", so he got undressed to join you inside the hot springs. Both you and Sanemi, not only were relaxed from the hot springs, the both of you had a wonderful conversation with eachother. Sanemi is also aware that you've been warming up to him, as of late.
Once the both of you got out of the hot springs, the both of you got dressed, then Sanemi touched your hair with one hand and cupped one of your facial cheeks with the other hand, as you we're also doing the same thing with him. The next thing that happened was both you and Sanemi kissed eachother on the lips before the both of you held hands on the way back to where you decided run off from to the (forest name up to the reader's imagination) forest in the first place. He decided to let you walk with him, while the both are holding hands together, considering he's confident that you're fully healed and he would be more than happy to hold your hand.
Once it got dark outside, he decided to hold you, while you're sleeping in his arms. He figured this would the closest thing with cuddling you, since he wasn't able to snuggle with you prior to him taking you to the hot springs, because of the fact he's worried about hurting your wounds more and he wanted to makesure your wounds get better, so this might his only opportunity to hold you before he starts training with you. It just something about holding you in general that really makes him feel at peace... After that adventure in the forest called (forest name up to the reader's imagination) you had with Sanemi, the both you became the new couple of the Demon Slayer Corps.
💚The🌪️End💚
I do hope you had a fun time reading this fanfic about Sanemi, Tumblr Peeps😃👍 While I don't often have the reader name call the the staring characters names (if I had ever did), I felt this would fit the "Enemies to Lovers" genre and atleast the beginning of this fanfic, as well🤔💭 The hot springs idea was definitely a last minute idea and as for having Sanemi hold the reader, I really wanted to find some way to have him snuggle with the reader, considering 1 of the genres is "Wound Comfort" and how I written about what happened with the reader and I was trying to figure out how to write about a snuggle session, so hopefully this would be close to snuggling😁👍If this Sanemi fanfic made your day and/or night, I'm genuinely, glad to notice that this fanfic I've written has made you happy☀️🌞🌕🌝
Tomura Shigaraki x Touya Todoroki x Twice x f!reader
Genre: Smut
Notes: this was meant to be exclusive to patreon but they made me delete it lmao enjoy!!
Warnings: 18+, dubcon, hybrid!au, kitty girl!reader, heat, gang bang, step-cest, name-calling, dacryphillia, blowjobs, clit rubbing, pet names, vaginal sex, tit-sucking, spitting, double penetration (one hole), throat-fucking, hair pulling, noncon filming, creampie & oral creampie ♡
Words: 2.8k
The tension between your thighs is unbearable. It’s close to agonising. A burning desire that can only be alleviated by someone willing. Your stepbrother is tired of you. You know he is; and yet you can’t seem to be able to help yourself. He has friends over. You can hear them all talking. Playing videos games and screaming at the TV.
“Tomu…” you flutter your eyelashes. Though he doesn’t hear you. He doesn’t even see you since you’re shyly hiding behind the door to his bedroom.
All you can hear is laughter and teasing. Touya making fun of Jin’s lack of gaming skills and Tomura laughing at his expense. If only you weren’t so bashful.
The lustrous want is growing stronger.
And soon, you don’t feel so shy.
You don’t even knock. Instead, you barge in and stand directly beside the TV which you can now see is displaying Super Smash Bros. They all look at you, momentarily, before focusing back on the TV. Standing next to it was a good call. You’re sure if you’d stood in front of it that your brother might have cause to kill you.
“What?” he asks, rudely, mashing buttons on his controller. You do nothing but twiddle your thumbs and a slew of ‘ums’ mumble out from between your lips. “What is it, brat?” he sighs. And you gulp, swallowing thickly and screwing your eyes closed. You turn your back to him; falling to your knees. You place your hands on the ground and raise your behind up at him. Your slinky black tail standing upright and revealing your pretty lace panties underneath your skirt.
“Tomur—”
“For fuck sake.” he mutters, kicking you lightly with his sneaker clad foot so that your body falls onto the floor. You sniffle, wiping your nose and fighting to hold back tears from the embarrassment of it all. It doesn’t work. “I’m busy.” he tells you, bluntly, focusing his attention back to the TV.
“S’wrong with her?” Touya wonders. He watches as you get back on all fours, clearly not humiliated enough as you try to entice your brother to take care of you as he always does.
“Slut’s in heat.” he responds. He exhales, defeated, pausing the TV to show his friends what a pathetic whore you are. He grips your tail with his fist, keeping it in place. His free hand is used to prod your panties and tease your folds.
All three men revel in how soaked you are. Your panties positively drenched.
“Tomura… please.” you sob.
“No.” he speaks. “I already fucked you this morning and in the middle of the night. I’m bored of you. Go away.”
“But—”
“I’ll fuck you, sweetheart.” Jin tells you, sticking his tongue through his teeth as his brows furrow and focus on his game. You can’t tell whether he’s joking or not. From Tomura’s lack of response, you think he’s just teasing.
You opt to ignore him. Turning to Tomura with watery eyes, though he pays you no mind. It’s getting worse. And you are growing even more desperate. You shuffle closer to him on your knees, resting your hands on his thighs. He looks down at you, his vision alternating quickly between his game and you.
“Behave.” he warns you.
But you don’t.
You carry on smoothing your hands up his thighs.
And suddenly, he’s winning the game. Touya and Jin can’t tear their gaze away from you. From what you’re doing to your brother. You unbutton his jeans and slide down the zip. He doesn’t stop you, either, which makes you think he wants you just as much as you want him.
He helps you pull down his jeans and underwear slightly, just enough for his cock to be released. He’s only semi hard, but you know a few kitten licks to his slit and a couple of pumps of your wrist will have him standing to attention.
You lap at his cockhead. His tip leaking and you consuming every little pearl of cum on your sensitive tastebuds. He is still focused on the game, starting a new round as his friends are enamoured by the sight of you licking his cock. They manage to concentrate on the TV for all of five seconds when you begin to take your brother down your throat.
“Unmf.” Tomura winces a little, your soft humming and accommodating throat getting the better of him. “You’re such a brat.” he comments. You giggle, but you don’t abandon your task. He doesn’t want you to stop; but in the same breath he doesn’t want to seem weak in front of his friends. He pushes your head off of his length and pulls you onto the bed beside him.
“Ouch…” you complain, massaging your wrist where he pulled you. “Why did you—”
Before you can finish, he’s holding your waist and pulling you onto his lap, moving your panties to the side and lining his cock up with your hole. You’re so flustered. Your hairline is damp, and your eyes might as well be dotted with hearts. Your tongue is lolling out of your mouth as he guides you down onto his length.
“T-Thank you.” you gasp as you try to ride him. But your attempt is thwarted, his hands grip your waist like a vice to keep you still.
“Sit still. Don’t move.” he commands. “Think you can just do what you want? Hm? Think you’re gonna come in here and flash your cunt and you’ll get what you want?”
“I—”
“The word you’re looking for is no.”
You whimper, slightly, but do your best to sit still. But it’s too fucking hard. He’s inside of you, now, he may as well just fuck you. He’s torturing you for no reason. Your heart rate is through the roof, and you start to grind against him.
His arm hooks around your body until his hand encases your neck.
“No.”
You sigh, allowing the tears resting in your lash line to spill down your cheeks. Jin reaches over to you, thick fingers scratching behind your ears and making them twitch excitedly. You look at him, and smile.
And Jin Bubaigawara is a weak man. He never has been able to resist a pretty face. He puts his Switch controller to one side and stands to his feet.
“Why are we playing a fucking game when we can be fucking your little sister?” Jin wonders. He almost sounds agitated that he even needs to ask. Touya sighs, laughing. Relieved that he got the necessary conversation in motion.
“C’mere, babe.” Touya demands, his finger performing a come hither motion while he pats his lap. And you want to. God you fucking want to. But you aren’t so sure. And you know Tomura won’t like it. He shuffles on the bed closer to Tomura, reaching over to the hot spot at the apex of your thighs and moving your panties further into the crease of your thigh. He prods your clit a few times with his finger before he swipes over it, softly. Your face contorts, and once again, you can’t help but begin to grind against Tomura. “Mmm, she likes it.” he grins.
“Get off.” Tomura cautions his friend, once again stopping you from moving. There’s no real malice or aggression to his order. Just another show of dominance.
“Shut up.” Touya responds. “How can you deny such a pretty girl the opportunity to cum? She just wants some cock, don’tcha, doll?” he continues. You nod, hurriedly, hoping the conversation will be enough to bring Tomura around.
“Fine. Take her.” Tomura nods, pushing you over to Touya.
Touya lets you straddle him. He holds the crown of your head so that he can keep you in place while he makes out with you. It’s slow, nasty and with so much tongue. He giggles at the way you moan for him. And he thinks it’s so adorable how you can’t help but rut your pussy against his rough jeans, making such a sticky mess of the denim material.
He holds an arm around your waist and flips you onto your back; still kissing you all the while. Touya is completely manhandling you. Spreading your legs open wide and flipping your skirt upwards. He takes your panties in two fists and rips them apart with a sharp tearing sound. And even that makes you moan.
“What a little whore you are,” he chuckles darkly, “I love this wet little cunt, don’t need to waste time stretching you out with my fingers first.”
You look at him with rose tinted glasses. Despite his crude words and abusive language; you can’t help but lust after him. He’s giving you what you want, after all. You observe him as he unbuckles his belt as fast as he can. His cock jumps out as soon as he pulls down his jeans and underwear just below his ass. He shoves himself into your warm walls all of the way to the hilt, almost cumming at the sound of you flinching from the impact.
“So gorgeous when you cry.” he laughs, starting to hump his length inside of your welcoming walls.
Tomura notices your distress. And as mean as he can be, he’s also incredibly sweet to you at times. And he’s very protective. He kneels close to your head, bending down to kiss you kindly. His tongue massaging against yours instantly puts you at ease.
Jin begins to feel left out. He shuffles towards you, too. He rips apart your crop top to reveal your bare breasts. Completely exposed to all three men in the room. He jiggles one in his hand for a moment. And then he lies down on his stomach. He latches his lips around your raised nipple. Suckling sweetly and carefully. Soft and gentle bites against it rush straight to your cunt. Your hips bucking while Touya continues to thrust inside of you.
Touya keeps your legs apart. They’re as wide as they can be. He presses one against the mattress and another up to your chest, using both to his advantage to fuck you harder.
Jin’s free hand slithers down your stomach until two thick fingers are toying with your clit. The sensation forces you to pull away from Tomura, not being able to focus enough on any one thing with your senses so overwhelmed.
“O-Oh fuck!” you yell. Tomura’s hand takes a firm grip of your jaw.
“Open up, slut.” he orders. You open your mouth wide. You flinch when he spits directly into your mouth. “You are a disgusting little whore with a filthy mouth.” he tells you. Your lip begins to wobble, upset by his words. But still, you find yourself desperate for his kiss.
“Naughty little whores don’t get kisses.” Touya grunts, only just managing to speak through his impending high.
“No, they don’t.” Tomura agrees. He guides his cock to your lips, smearing them in his pre cum. “I don’t want my cock sucked, baby. I want to fuck your throat.” he warns you. He presses his hand into the side of your face; keeping it trapped against the mattress.
“Mmpf!!” you gasp as he forces himself into your mouth. You can barely breathe, doing your best to remember to breathe through your nose as you feel him brutalising your throat. You begin to cry, unable to stop yourself or keep the tears from flowing.
“Why are you crying? You were the one begging for cock. Begging for cum. Look where it got you, you’ve tripled your profit.” Tomura cackles. He spits down harshly onto your cheek to further make his point.
“Ohhh, she’s so tight. So fucking tight. Are you gonna cum? Yeah… pretty girl’s gonna cum.” Touya muses, knowing if you clench any harder he won’t be far after you. “Gonna cum in this cunt, babe. Jus’ like you want.” he informs you.
You’re unravelling around him the harder he pounds, and you feel your body turn cold in contrast to the warm gooey substance flooding your insides. Jin releases your nipple as he observes the way your body spasms from your orgasm. Tomura pulls out before your vibrating throat full of wanton moans makes him cum.
Touya collapses on the bed beside you, the pair of you panting as you recover from your orgasms. Touya is allowed to rest.
You aren’t.
Jin drags you towards him, as he stands on his knees. He kisses you slowly, wanting to offer you some form of reprieve. He rolls your left nipple between his fingers as he tongues the inside of your mouth. It all feels so romantic despite what is actually happening. He leads his cock into you, holding your body close to his as you begin to ride him. He keeps a firm grip as he lets his body fall backwards. His shoulder blades against the mattress and allowing you to be on top of him. You moan, softly, into his mouth as you use him to fuck yourself.
“Take a deep breath.” he whispers. You pull away. Your confusion is evident even on your sleepy face. He kisses you and you kiss him back; not knowing it’s a distraction.
Tomura forces himself inside of your pussy and you can’t help but scream. Jin is huge. It was already a heavy feat in itself. But taking your brother’s thick cock in your cunt as well is a task too much.
“Ah! Tomura—!” you gasp.
“Shut up.” he spits, cruelly. “You wanted this. You’re getting what you asked for.”
“Hurts! Tomu… s-stop, s’really hurting m-me!” you explain.
“Touya, shut her up.”
You look over to Touya, he’s stroking his cock casually on the bed as he watches you get fucked by these two monstrous cocks. But at the request of his friend, he stands to his feet, walking around the bed until he’s standing directly in front of you. Lording above you.
It’s menacing.
“No teeth, doll, or I’ll really give you something to cry about.” he instructs you with an ominous warning.
You brace yourself, knowing what’s coming. He slots himself inside of your mouth and begins to hump inside of it. His refractory period is more than impressive. It’s fucking inhuman. He grasps a fistful of your hair, forcing you onto him so that he can fuck himself with your throat.
All the while, Jin and Tomura’s thrusts are matching. They’re tearing you in two and abusing your sweet spot all in one tantalising bout. You are all over the place. Too many sensations overcoming you at once. Jin returns to sweetly suckling on your nipples, expertly alternating between the two and still having enough focus to fuck you so perfectly.
“F-Fuck, take it you little bitch.” Tomura commands, his load spurting inside of your hole and accompanying Touya’s. Jin follows shortly after, his moans stimulating your tits even further as he refuses to release them from between his lips.
You tap frantically on Touya’s thighs, desperate for air. He grants your wish. For only a second. And then, he gives one last devastating thrust into your mouth, cumming inside. He continues to hold your mouth hostage with his length, forcing you to look him in the eye as he speaks.
“Do not swallow. Leave your fucking mouth open when I pull out.” he instructs.
All three men slowly retract their cocks from your body. Touya’s fingers are still interweaved in your hair. You can’t stop panting. You’re so sticky and overwhelmed. Your chin and lips are dripping with sperm, and you have an awful feeling that there’s more in store for you.
Alas, you’re wrong.
Touya pulls your hair back so that your head falls into Tomura’s pillows. You close your legs, trying your best to keep the obscene amount of cum inside. Tomura shakes his head, that isn’t allowed. Jin carefully opens them up for you, light pats against the inside of your knees are enough to do the trick.
“Look what a mess we made of her.” Jin grins, smoothing your hair out of your face.
“Your little sister is a dirty cum slut, isn’t that right baby?” Touya laughs, pulling out his phone as he films his combined handiwork with his friends. He takes a few pictures alongside it, too. “She’s leaking from every slutty hole.”
“Not every hole. Nobody went in her asshole, but there’s always next time.” Tomura speaks. “You hear that? Next time you stick your ass in my face I’m gonna fuck it.”
You smirk as you look over the man below you. He’s a beautiful sight, all disheveled hair and pale skin painted with dark love bites. You can’t see his face with the way you have him pressed down into the bed, but the obscene noises that slip from his mouth tell you how much he’s enjoying himself.
A strong roll of your hips has him arching his back. Damien bites his knuckle, but it does nothing to stop the groan deep in his throat.
“Have you gone shy on me now, Dames? Don’t you want everyone to hear what a slut you are for my cock?”
He whines in protest, but you can feel the way he clenches around your cock.
“D-Don’t say that, darling, it’s indecent.”
“You didn’t seem worried about decency when you were choking on my cock like a whore ten minutes ago.”
“Will you just be quiet and fuck me already?”
“Oh my, such foul language for the leader of our city.”
You grab a handful of his hair and pull his head back. Your hips begin to move slowly, your cock thrusting in and out of him at a leisurely pace. Damien screws his eyes shut with a moan and the sound alone is enough to send pleasure coursing through you.
“What would your constituents think if they could see their dear Mayor Damien moaning so wantonly as he gets fucked by the District Attorney? Do you think it would hurt or improve your ratings?”
Damien opens his mouth to respond but can only moan as you reach under him to wrap your hand around his leaking cock.
“Fuck me, darling. I can’t take it anymore.”
“You were made for this. You were made to take me like a greedy, cock slut. Weren’t you?”
He sobs. “Yes, yes, please!”
“Don’t worry, darling, I’ll give this slutty hole exactly what it needs.”
This isn't the sick burn they seem to think it is, especially considering the ✨deeply controversial message✨ of my original post was "Spock is not a Scottish Christian" 🥴
Before I start the story, This is based on my newer idea for Peppino's Backstory, so please do not attack me for this! Thank you, and enjoy!
Have you ever wondered why Peppino is sad, scared, and angry all the time? Well, then let me tell you a story.
When Peppino was just a little bambino, He could only see a colorless world, where only he himself have colors. he had a mama, a papa, two cousins, and even a twin brother, Pizzano. He always learn how to make pizzas from his papa, and he always dreamed of following his parents' footsteps, of earning a pizzeria. The other kids called him a 'wimp', 'chicken', or 'coward' for not being very social, they also called him a 'pasta-bambino' because of his last name. That kind of treatment the other kids gave him made him very sad.
Luckily, he made some friends, Philbert, Vigert, Theodore, and the one who became his pet frog that can shapeshift, Feppino. But at the age of 12, he and his family had to move to Brooklyn, which is very far away from the country of Italy. So he had to leave his friends behind, but would still keep Feppino around. When he had to go to his new school for the first time, it was raining, but then, he met his new friend, Totino. Even if he had a new friend, his vision was still colorless.
Even if he's moved out, he still got bullied by other kids. He's not just being called a 'wimp', 'chicken', or 'coward' this time. He's also being called a 'noodle-boy' for his last name and a 'weirdo' for being an immigrant like his family. It still made him very sad. What's even more sad to him is when he lost his new friend at a game of hide and seek.
He's always seeing in black and white, but that's because he hasn't even found one more thing that could keep him happy in life. He only found 2 things that keeps him happy, family and friends. Now he needs to find one more thing to keep him happy in life, and that is... a loved one. One day, when he was at school, he met a boy from Planet Peninsula named Anton. It was love at first sight.
Afterwards, Peppino started making new friends the new way. He may made some new friends, but he missed his old ones. But even so, it's good that he has to look back at his happy memories of the past. Even if he's a little anxious about it, he also has to keep moving forward in the present to prepare himself for the future. As he keeps following his parents' footsteps and preparing himself for his future, He, at the age of 42, opened his pizzeria, and gives it the name... Peppino's Pizza.
