❥ — ꒰ notes ꒱ yuuji x older!fem!reader, college au, american college system, yuuji is a college sophomore, reader is a college senior, 19-21 age gap, reader has a nice ass, oral (f receiving), p n v, unprotected sex, if you don’t like anything leave ig
❥ — ꒰ synopsis ꒱ yuuji meets todo’s older friend at his party and he’s hopeful to impress her ; 1.5k words
you were definitely the prettiest girl he’s seen. he stood next to aoi when you walked past with toge. he almost forgot about the stupid drinking game he was playing. his head followed you to the kitchen until you disappeared.
he felted so perverted. to be fair, your face caught his attention first. then his eyes trailed lower. first, the swell of your breasts then the arch of your back. the finally lingered on the curve of your ass.
he wasn’t hiding it from anyone. nobara had also let her head to drift to what distracted her friend. it was a girl. a smirk pulled the corner of her lips.
she noticed you waving to aoi and mouthing something to him. so she nudged his big arm to get his attention.
“hey, todo, who’s that girl you just waved to?”
todo didn’t take his eyes off the table. he brought the ping pong ball up to his eye level while he answered. “that’s y/n.” he tossed the ball and successfully landed it in the final cup.
with only a few cups remaining in the game, you decided to join as a spectator. you took your spot right next to yuuji. he was so grateful he didn’t turn around until after he scored.
you congratulated aoi first with a quick side hug. he stepped aside with yuuji, saying they’ll play in a moment.
“hi! i’m y/n, what’s your name?” you shouted over the music. yuuji swallowed his nerves before speaking. you were smiling up at him so sweetly. he barely tilted his head or else he’d catch a full sight of your tits.
still he smiled back at you. “my name is yuuji itadori!”
your eyes widened and you looked at aoi. “itadori! oh my gosh, todo is always talking about you! it’s so nice to meet you!”
“oh, what has he told you?”
“he says you’re cool, really good at beer pong too.”
your praise relaxed him but then aoi excused himself to join the game again. now he would have to talk to you alone. you were sweet enough, funny, a good listener.
now you and yuuji drifted onto the couch together. you had a decent view of todo playing beer pong again.
“how’d you meet todo?” he asked.
“ugh, my freshman year, he was in my dms for a little bit. we had like some class together that we ended up talking in.”
“wait so you’re the same age?”
you nodded. “yeah. when did you meet him again, last year?”
“i did. how have we never met?” he shifted his body to face you. you crossed your legs, accentuating your hips. he imagined how it would feel to put his hands on them.
he wondered if you were even trying. your words seemed innocent enough but your gaze seemed to say otherwise.
you sighed and placed a hand on your forehead mid conversation. “i don’t come to his parties much, but it’s my last year so i’ll come.”
“you okay?” he extended his hand to your forearm. you eyed him from underneath your palm.
“yeah, just need a break or something. let’s go,” you stood up and gestured for him to follow you. you even took his hand. he glanced over to nobara and inumaki, who smiled at him before he was led upstairs.
you took him to one of the empty bedrooms. yuuji waited for you at the door while you dimmed the lights. he didn’t even acknowledge the faint click of you locking the door. maybe he didn’t notice.
he did notice how you pulled him onto the mattress with you. you sat up and slipped the thin straps of your dress off your arms. he scrambled to sit up with you. the front your dress almost fell down before you dragged it up.
“yuuji,” you faux pouted. “i don’t usually go for younger guys, but you’re really cute.” you lifted your head to look at him. your free hand cupped his cheek.
the way you said his name, called him cute, touched his cheek. it all sent blood rushing to his cock.
you continued. “they never know what they’re doing. always so selfish, and needy, and they never care about me.” you ended up sitting in his lap, your arms wrapped around his neck. “do you think…that you can prove me wrong?”
your hands were clenched around his shirt. he hesitantly wrapped his arm around your waist. his hand pushed against your back.
“yeah. i’ll treat you right,” he breathed out.
yuuji held your legs over his shoulders as he laid between your legs. your hand tangled in his hair. his tongue slurped obnoxiously between your folds.
“you’re so f-fucking good at this!” you moaned out. you pulled your dress down to play with your own tits. opening his eyes, he could admire the gorgeous sight.
he selfishly rutted his cock against the sheets. he’s so desperate to taste you. your thighs clenched around his head like heaven.
one hand’s ring and index slide in and out of your cunt. he switched from his thumb playing with and his tongue swirling around your clit.
he pulled away with a gasp. “mhm, tastes so good. need more, please,” he panted. you let out another loud moan when he sucked on your clit. his fingers grazed your g spot one more time.
“yuuji! fuck!” you cried. you squeezed your breast and yanked his hair. the pain easily forced a moan out of him. tears formed in your eyes from the white hot intensity of your orgasm.
your chest rose and fell rapidly. your breath was out of reach. yuuji sucked on his fingers and licked his lips as he crawled up to your eye level with a stupid grin.
“you’re so good,” you smiled back. you pulled him down for a kiss, tasting your own cum during the sloppy exchange of your tongues.
“can i fuck you now? is that okay?”
how cute, you thought. “yes. please.”
he eagerly yanked his pants down it was adorable. you felt the tip. he was so thick. you wondered how it would feel hitting the back of your throat.
he moaned when he could finally enter your tight hole. even his fingers struggled at first. just the tip had you digging your nails into his arms.
his cock was immediately soaked. it was smoother than trying his fingers. the mixture of spit and your own slick coated his length. he loved when his pelvis hit your ass.
he was completely inside you.
he bent your knees and pushed them near your head. so open to him. he grabbed your thighs, as he slowly moved out. he could see the shine you left on him.
“can i go faster?”
“please.”
he lifted you up with his hands under your ass. your back arched once he hit your cervix again. it was deliciously painful. the new angle let him reach places you never knew before.
stars floated around in your vision. yuuji zeroed in on your expression. sweat stuck strands of hair to your face. the mascara on your bottom lashes smudged under your eye. he smeared your lipliner around too. it was so hot to see you in such a mess all for him.
“you’re so pretty, y/n. so pretty you’re gonna make me cum.” with that you came faster than you thought possible. such an innocent compliment twisted into something so dirty.
yuuji was something else to you. you never thought you’d find someone like this. the way he knew your body better than you was unatural. you moaned his name so sweetly. tears finally broke from your waterline to roll down your cheeks.
“yuuji, please.”
“where do you want it?” he groaned. he was so close. the more you chanted his name, the more you pulled him in.
“i-inside! i fucking need it,” you begged him, your voice cracking with another moan.
yuuji pulled you closer. his hand wrapped around your head so he could kiss you while his cum filled you up. your hole tightened around him, milking every drop. his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
when he finished, he rolled you both over so you could lay on his chest. you rested your eyes for a moment and his hand stroked your back.
aoi naturally barged into yuuji’s room. yuuji was lying on his bed. he lifted his head up to see what he wanted but he was scooped into a hug.
“congratulations. i know what happened.”
yuuji was already used to these dramatic scenes with him. he waited for aoi to put him back down. “what are you talking about?” he asked.
“with y/n. i’m so proud of you.” aoi gripped yuuji’s shoulder emotionally.
it clicked in yuuji’s head now. his face flushed. he wasn’t expecting his friend to invade his dorm room to talk about sex, especially when it was with his friend.
he collapsed onto his bed again, “that’s kinda embarrassing, todo.” he pushed a pillow against his face.
“you, my dear brother, have accomplished the impossible.”
a/n: I'm new to writing smut so I apologize if it's not that very good. I wanted to participate in kinktober in hopes of improving by the end of it! I probably won't do all 31 days, but I'll add on more if I do
overstimulation | Shang Tsung x gn!reader
praise | Liu Kang x gn!reader
violence | Reiko x gn! reader
monsterfucking | Syzoth x gn! reader
edging | Kung Lao x gn! reader
pet play | Shao Khan x gn! reader
bondage | Rain x gn! reader
cockwarming | Geras x gn! reader
So I never finished this series but I will do the rest as it’s own oneshots eventually. Just not a part of the kinktober event. Thank you for those who read and like my stories- I just do it for fun <333
Obsessive! Sanzu Haruchiyo x chubby! black! Reader
Summary: Being a friendly person comes with its pros and cons. The pros are that you can meet very wonderful people, giving them a chance when others wouldn’t. The cons are that you can make friends with the wrong people without knowing till the last minute. But with an oblivious person like you, you don’t care and accept people for who they are. Plus, everyone needs a little adventure in their life.
Content Warning: missionary, back shots, dumbification, ass slapping, choking, dirty talk, hair pulling, overstimulation, marking, obsessive behavior, audience, public sex, breeding
WC: 4417
This is for @twotwinswriting obsessive collab!
Growing up you were always that one person that didn’t mind making friends. Hell, you can even talk a serial killer into being your friend. You don’t know how many situations when you talked yourself out of being killed without realizing so. But there's one particular friend you made once when you were 11 that would always stick with you even when you two grew apart and went your separate ways. You thought that would be the last of him. Seems you were in the wrong.
You were the first person that never made Sanzu feel ashamed of his distinctive features. Of course, you thought that they were gorgeous since they were diamond shaped. And if you can remember correctly, you both were each other's first kiss. Upon your first meeting, Sanzu was crying under the slide, once you were able to get him to open up. You kissed his scars better hoping it would make him feel better. But never experiencing such affection before Sanzu flinched when you leaned over to kiss his left scar causing your lips to touch.
You didn’t mind and instead teased him about it since he was a blushing mess. Poor Sanzu didn’t know how to react out of embarrassment. When he went home that day he tried talking to his brother about it, who claimed that he was in love. Takeomi didn’t think much of it thinking the girl he was talking about wasn’t real and he was just making up such stuff. But once Sanzu realized he was in love with you upon first meeting he wanted to spend more and more time with you.
But as you got older Sanzu was beginning to get dragged into gang life and of course, you wouldn’t mind still being his friend. But for safety reasons he obliged and knew how Mikey easily makes friends with people who catch his attention. And when you both were 15 needless to say you were more than an eye-catcher, I mean your appearance can talk for itself. Plus there are a lot of sick people in the gang life so he wasn’t taking any chances.
There were very rare encounters with you two either he would show up at your place unannounced demanding to be patched up and cuddled. Or surprisingly ‘bumping’ into you when you were alone for the day trying to find something in Tokyo to keep you occupied for the day. But nothing beats the not-so-much dates. You both would make plans to go out as if you were a couple, hell you even acted like it. Yet there was never a label, which led to very confusing situations. And someone who may or may not get their feelings hurt.
To you two it was a very normal thing between you two but to your supposed boyfriend whom you were still in the talking stage with and some girl trying to catch Sanzu’s attention. It made it seem as if you both were playing them or cheating. Sanzu knew that he wanted to keep this special bond to himself so that’s exactly why he was there to console you when you became heavily frustrated when you couldn’t keep a guy for more than two weeks. Always claiming they found someone better when they’ve barely even had a chance to know the real you.
After a while, it didn’t necessarily matter because you had Sanzu but you had no one to take your sexual frustrations out on. And you just weren’t comfortable using a toy. Hell at this point you didn’t care to be a sneaky link, a side piece, or a mistress you just needed sex badly! And Sanzu wasn’t helping with all his teasing. Slowly but surely the girls he would bring around to introduce you to or the ones he follows, or read in magazines. All seem to look like you in a way. When Sanzu first brought a black girl to introduce you to you were kinda offended and jealous in a way. Like hello were you not here in front of him? But not so much after you met him.
He was the man you were already planning your future with when you both met each other in a bookstore. Hands touching as your hands reached for the same book that was on the last shelf. Stumbling over your words before you both agreed to switch numbers and take turns with the book.
Of course, you were too caught up with the new friend you’ve made you have been neglecting Sanzu. He felt a weird feeling in his chest when he saw both of you out as he was walking with his gang to a meeting with an ally. Not wanting to show weakness in front of his colleagues he fixed his face to what it was before. Noting to question when he’s free.
When the time came the argument didn’t end the way either thought it would. Both of you ignore the other for hours, days, weeks, months, and years…
Crossing paths once again was very much memorable. You were out for your birthday not knowing it was Bonten who owned the place. You were wearing a black cutout dress but it went back and forth with the color purple as well under the dancing lights. With gloves to match and a headband pushed back on the top of your hair. Just so your curls and coils don’t get in the way of you partying tonight. (if you're still confused it’s what Maddy Perez wore in Euphoria season 2 episode 1, I'm sorry it was unplanned. I’m realizing as I’m editing)
You were dancing in the middle of the lightly sweaty crowd with a friend unaware of the eyes you had on you. More specifically a singular pair of eyes of someone, just swirling with shock, amusement, anger, and jealousy. Sanzu couldn’t help but mean mug when he noticed all the attention you were catching from all of the wrong people. But as he stormed from his spot towards you. Not acknowledging the girl who had the same skin tone as you but didn’t look close to you at all he pushed her off his lap, what can he say the man became more desperate when you left. To prideful and delusional to own up knowing if he didn’t spark up the argument then maybe you could’ve been something.
As he walked into the crowd people began moving away as they saw the look in his eye as he made a beeline straight toward you. The music was bumping and you felt the wine in your veins. You didn’t want to get fucked up tonight but you did want to have a good time and feel sexy. So drinking wine was the way to go plus it seemed they ran out of champagne. Rocking your body to the beat of the music you didn’t have a care in the world even when you felt a presence behind you as they snuck up. It was probably just another guy who didn’t want anything but to dance. So of course, with you not giving a fuck and only wanted good vibes the rest of the night.
You proceeded to dance on him. And it was like Sanzu went back to him awkward self he was all them years ago. Acting like he’s never made contact with a girl before yet here you were, did you even know it was him behind you? You probably don’t care. Grabbing your arm he pulled you away. He didn’t want to get a boner in the middle of the dance floor. Not in front of his colleagues who were watching him drag you away to a deeper part of the club. That part was usually secluded for one thing, eh you’ll figure it out once you get there.
The lights kept blinding you you fought to see who the victim is that kept dragging. And they seem to be strong too considering the fact they didn’t seem bothered as you tried to pull away from their grasp. Accepting defeat you grabbed a glass waiting for the right moment to hit them upside the head with it. Just so you can make your escape. Seriously did no one notice you getting taken?! What a shitty club. Finally coming to a stop where you found yourself in a room that more than likely would be used for meetings.
Meetings for people who aren’t very good, most likely gang members. Was the person who took you in a gang? And was he gonna kill you for dancing on him? He probably has a pregnant girlfriend or wife at home waiting and he’s gonna kill you- the man turned around and you noticed those diamond-shaped scars that you admired so much growing up. “Oh, it’s just you Sanzu” you put your arm down as you were prepared to do a hit-and-run. For some apparent reason, Sanzu felt kind of offended by your reaction, you were scared and ready to fight for your life but once you saw him your face went back to its normal resting bitch face.
You were annoyed not only because it was him ( you were honestly grateful as well) but because he ruined you having good time. It’s only once every blue moon when you go out to enjoy yourself. And you were able to do so on your birthday but running into Sanzu wasn’t on your schedule.
Taking a deep breath Sanzu calmed himself down before he spoke to you. He’s already managed to make you annoyed he didn’t want to make you pissed at him too. “So how have you been” you raised your already perfectly arched eyebrow. What kind of question was that did he not see you enjoying yourself? “Nigga what does it look like?” right “Why didn’t you call” getting straight to the point I see.
“What kind of question even is that, you were the one who was asking stupid questions. As well as the one who started the argument you think I would call you back?!” Sanzu winced since he knew you were right. He just didn’t have time certain shit kept happening that he needed to take care of. Plus knowing the type of person you are he expected you to call first. Or the type of person you were. You changed over the years, growing into your face more seeing it’s more structured. And your once round cute chubby face is now gone showing the face of a stunning woman in their mid-to-late 20s. He also noticed that your confidence went from radiations of little sweeps to huge big bodies of waves. He noticed your baby weight is gone you grew into which he can tell cuz whew-.
He snapped from his thought when he saw you leaving the room grabbing shutting the door and slamming you into it. “What the hell is your problem!” you looked at him as if he was crazy which he probably was but that had nothing to do with you. “Look I fucked up okay I didn’t like that you gave your attention to some shithead. He doesn’t know you as I do so I guess I let my feelings get the best of me.” He shuffled as he failed to make eye contact he waited for you to slap him for some bullshit excuse. “Okay,” looking up he looked deeply into your eyes to make sure you weren’t fucking with him. But to his surprise, you weren’t. You were chill about it and with that, you made your way back towards the door once again.
Yet you stopped when you felt his gaze upon you, “What?” turning around you craned your neck to the side. “That’s it?” you darted your eyes around the room, “Well is there more that needs to be said” he was applauded by the amount of sass in your tone.
Dragging his hand down his face he stalked his way toward you “Firstly the fact that you're wearing such a revealing dress, didn’t know you were such a slut”. Stepping back a bit you couldn’t help when you felt your pussy flutter with his words. On the outside you were static but on the inside, you were going wild. You didn’t know how much longer you can help yourself when you saw him snapping his gaze to your plump two-toned lips, down your body, and back to your eyes.
And he noticed the way you were looking him up and down. You wondered if he was pretty toned under his clothes. His new hair color oddly fits despite him looking like Pinky pie as if she was on a sugar rush. But his cologne was suffocating you and I guess that and his hungry eyes are what’s making you weak in the knees right now.
I guess that can you say that’s how you both led to you pressed up against the wall with Sanzu’s knee in between your legs. “Fuck! Sanzu no we can’t!” you gasped for air as you were finally able to pull away as you jerked your head to the side trying to catch your breath. But that didn’t stop Sanzu as he attacked your neck hooking his arm under your thighs. You groaned once he picked you up carrying you to a different part of the room. His scared lips not once left the warmth of your body. He barely has a piece of you yet he’s already addicted, “fuck baby you have no idea how long I’ve waited for this”.
You gulped cause usually when a man says that to you most likely is gonna get fucked up, yes the good time. Drooping you onto a couch that was in the large room he hovered on top of you barely able to contain his excitement as he finally has you in ½ of the places he wants you. And that’s under him.
Lifting your dress he got a fuller view of your thick thighs and a little bit of your chubbed-out stomach. Relishing in the sight of your stretch marks. When you first got them when you were going through puberty you were freaked out cuz you didn’t see the other girls have them. But luckily Sanzu was there to comfort you and since you just so happen to be at his house hanging out Senju complimented you saying they look like tiger marks. Which seemed to boost your confidence better than Sanzu did.
Seeing the way your pussy gushed Sanzu didn’t know whether to eat you out first or just get straight to it. Leaning down he took one long stripe of your pussy before he hurriedly unbuckled his pants. Laughing at the shriek that came from you. Teasing his tip with your labia up to your clit. “I think I should tease you til you squirt, should I?” you shook your head. “Words? Imma need words beautiful” sniffling as your body twitched with pleasure from Sanzu making his tip come into contact with your clit your gulped before pushing your words out, “No just fuck me” he gave you a look “please!”.
“Your wish is my command” he smirked slamming his length inside, your wet juices flying everywhere onto the other pelvis. “Damn baby all this for me” before you got a chance to respond to his teasing his thumb found your clit. “Dammit Sanzu we just started!” you moved his hand away as he moved it towards your neck. Just to keep you in place since it seemed you couldn’t sit still.
Hands finding his shoulders you pulled him down to where both of your lips connected. Both swallow the other moans. Removing his hand Sanzu went back to having a grip on your thighs you could’ve sworn you heard footsteps and some other noises coming from outside the door, but before you could put much thought into it. Sanzu sat down properly as he had you sit down on his lap. I guess he’s letting you take control. Huh?
Easily taking the balanced you placed your hands on his chest as he was unbuttoning his shirt before finding a perfect pace. Taking more control you pushed Sanzu down onto his back as both he and the others watched the way you carefully moved your hips all while moving up and down his dick. Wetting it over and over as your creamy substance began to leave sticky strings every time you pulled up. Not being able to control themself Sanzu placed his hand on your hips to help you bounce faster.
“F-Fuck wait!” despite his lanky figure Sanzu has gotten stronger considering the fact he didn’t budge when you tried moving his hand. Since the pace he was going was causing him to hit your cervix. Letting your head fall back pornographic moans fell from your lips as drool seemed to escape the corners of your lip. You began to go a little hazy which you didn’t mind but that was when you saw someone with white hair and another with purple peeping inside.
Once they noticed you were aware of their presence they scurried. Anyone with common sense would be freaked out or disgusted but for some reason that made you wetter. Loving the idea of other men wishing it was them pleasuring you in such a way instead of the man doing so right now. Your head flung back up when you felt a burning pain seeing Sanzu roll his teeth on one of your nipples while he twisted and pulled on the other. “Aww don’t cry” but the thing is you wearing tearing up because it hurt it felt kind of good. And you were starting to hate Sanzu for making weird outrageous things turn you on.
Rolling his eyes when he says you glaring at him he noticed that you both were close to your release, from the way your gummy-like way kept closing in on him. Pumping his hips faster this time thrusting up it only took 3 thrusts before both your orgasms came crashing down. “Hah!” “Shit baby!”
For the first time in your life, you felt weak, you felt drained (not the first time). You didn’t necessarily have control over what was going on in the situation taking place ( again not the first).
Much to your dismay Sanzu still has the energy to fuck. he situated you into the position he desired. Before his hand found its way to your labia spreading it open as if he was inspecting it. “What the hell are you doing” going back to the way you were before one thing led to another. Annoyed. “Don’t worry about it”, “Whatever you're doing please be extra careful” rolling your eyes before going face first into the cushion. Not before placing a pillow in front of your face before doing so of course.
A sickening smirk made its way to Sanzu’s lips, “Your right…I will have to be extra careful with her.” Sitting up he placed his hand on your back placing it back into the arching position he had it in before. His hands traced up before finding a home on the fat (or bone 👀) of your ass.
His dick now carving its way into you as you let out a painful cry. ‘Did he get harder’ the tears that were once in your eyes now falling. Sanzu pulled out almost all the way out with only his tip inside before slamming back in and adding into the mix. Reaching for the arm of the couch you knew you had to hold onto something cause knowing how Sanzu gets some time you need to be prepared. “Ahh Sanzu right there shit! Your fucking me so good. But I know you can do better” your mouth twitched you knew what you were doing and they did too.
Hearing your words Sanzu ripped the rest of your dress off causing a certain white-haired man with part of his head shaved showcasing a tattoo to have a heart attack once he saw the tag on your dress. Seeing the label of a very famous and expensive fashion designer’s logo. How can Sanzu be so careless?
Gripping your ass so hard it immediately started to form a bruise it was only a few seconds before Sanzu started sending you to pound town. And when he finished he expected your appearance to look entirely different than what it did when you two first walked in.
All that could be heard not only in the room hell probably down the dark hallway you two came from as well as the people partying on the dance floor if they paid attention, were rough clapping sounds. The skin-to-skin contact that you and Sanzu were making was deadly almost hell if anyone were watching you too it would look violent, and it did. Leaving them wondering if you are still conscious very yet alive. But yet they were answered with your words started to fumble over each other when you tried speaking.
“What’s that can’t speak?” you let more tears fall of frustration you don’t know what but at the same time you do. Sanzu’s taunting and teasing, the feeling of someone watching, the overstimulated pleasure, and all of it were driving you mad. You felt as if the room was spinning before Sanzu gripped your hair pulling you up. “Uh Uh, I know you're not going out on me dammit” hearing the tone in his voice made you whimper as he pulled your hair more until you were looking up at him and he was looking down at you.
All that swirled in his eyes was madness and obsession and if you weren’t mistaken his pupils were dilating. “You don’t know how long I waited for this to happen, and you’re just gonna tap out on me already” you shook your head ‘no’ scoffing letting go of your hair. Letting your head fall forward you tried to steady your breaths which help but Sanzu wasn’t. Reaching back hoping to calm him ending with your arm painfully folded behind your back. Can’t help but let out a pained moan. Pushing your upper back even more into the cushion and spreading your legs wider, letting Sanzu finally hit deeper to the spot he was aiming for.
“Sanzu!” yep, I’m pretty sure the whole club heard that one. As you were now a moaning mess as you couldn’t help but become a mess on Sanzu’s dick. It also wasn’t until then that Sanzu finally slowed his thrust. Now slowly pumping himself as he released inside of you. When he finally came to a stop he slapped your ass before you let your body collapse as Sanzu peppered kisses up your back to the side of your neck as you let out strained whines when you felt him marking you up.
You let out an exhausted groan when Sanzu flipped you onto your back already feeling himself get hard again. But controlled himself seeing that you were tired. Grabbing his phone he grabbed your face squishing your cheeks together as he snapped a couple of pictures. Talking to himself as he decided which was gonna be his lock screen before deciding to take more of you to pick his background. You were too fucked out to care you can see but your brain wasn’t processing anything.
The morning arrived and you found yourself in a room with Sanzu right next to you sound asleep his arm over his face as he softly snored. Reaching for your phone it was 11 in the morning you challenged yourself roughly 15 minutes to get yourself together before getting the hell up out of there. If Sanzu wanted to try to work things out again he’s gonna have to do it the right way.
It wasn’t until the sun peeked through the window that Sanzu stirred awake cursing the bright light. Looking around he didn’t see you. Grabbing a pair of sweatpants he left out of his room to the kitchen/dining room where he found his colleagues conversing with his boss silently listening. He noticed the food they were eating and he remembered he was banned from the kitchen, Takeomi, and Mochi only cook for themselves. The Haitani’s don’t eat much but junk or nothing at all, KoKoni only eats from fancy restaurants, and he can’t remember his boss eating actual food. So who in the hell cooked for them?
Noticing his presence Ran called him over. “Your little girlfriend left this for you” handing him a note Sanzu snatched it before reading over it. You stated how you had work and that if he wanted to try things out again then at least do it the right way. Which you clarified taking you on a date. Causing him to remember you telling him when you were younger of the dream date you wish your future husband would take you on before continuing to read. Also explaining that the fridge was empty and that all of them barely eat which would explain a couple of their appearances so you made them all breakfast.
Peeking his head over the note he saw the Haitani’s smirking at him “Seems your little pornstar knows how to get down. Idk if you don’t take her out I will. Especially after the little show you two put on at the club last night.” Ran snickered before continuing what his brother said “And tell her happy belated birthday!” Sanzu glared at them before leaving well not before coming back and snatching a cinnamon bun off one of the plates in the middle of the table. Their snickering could be heard as he stomped toward his room. You wanna play hide & go seek? Fine, let the games begin.
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› —— a temperatura do quarto se assemelhava ao próprio inferno, ou talvez fosse o corpo do moreno queimando de tesão. ajay não tinha culpa se alanna era extremamente gostosa e fazia seu pau ficar duro ao ponto de quase explodir sem nem precisar fode-la, apenas observa-la amarrada daquela forma, de costas para si e praticamente de quatro, totalmente a sua mercê. sorriu tão safado quanto poderia, segurando seu caralho duro para passar a glande pela boceta da morena enquanto a outra mão apertava a coxa farta. ‹ não combinamos isso, baby girl… › curvou-se até encostar o peito nas costas dela e os lábios em seu ouvido, sussurrando rouco. deixou que seu pau ficasse entre as pernas de alanna, sem penetra-la, e então apertou as nádegas dela com ambas as mãos, dando um tapa leve em um dos lados. ‹ combinamos que eu foderia a sua bocetinha a assim até você ficar pingando com a minha porra e que você não poderia me tocar… › moveu o quadril para frente e para trás, simulando uma estocada, mas apenas se roçando na boceta dela.‹ que eu poderia bater nessa bunda gostosa até ficar com as marcas dos meus dedos enquanto você grita o meu nome igual uma cadelinha sedenta pela minha rola… é isso que você quer, não é, boneca? › mordeu o lóbulo da orelha dela, acertando um tapa mais forte no mesmo local que antes, sentindo a parte atingida esquentando poucos segundos depois.‹ hoje você é a minha putinha e eu vou te comer tão gostoso… › rosnou no ouvido dela, afastando-se para então se abaixar com o rosto próximo da boceta de alanna.‹ minha putinha já está molhadinha pra mim, hm? › bateu novamente, dessa vez nas duas nádegas da morena antes de aperta-las e afasta-las, podendo então passar a língua pela boceta dela, superficialmente para provoca-la. ‹ você quer isso, hm? quer que eu chupe a sua bucetinha antes de te foder? então me mostra o quanto você quer e implore pra mim, boneca. ›
o quarto já parecia estar em chamas com o casal sobre a cama, o moreno observando a namorada quicando sobre seu pau enquanto movia os quadris de encontro a ela. as mãos do hills encontravam-se na cintura de sophie, apertando-a e a ajudando a se mover mais rápido e também a sentar com mais força. ao ouvir a frase da ruiva sua reação foi sorrir beirando o sadismo. a forçou a parar de se mover sobre si, grudando os lábios no seio direito dela, sugando-o com força antes de prender o mamilo entre os dentes, mas sem usar força demais. ‹ você quer ser rasgada no meio, não é? te viciei no meu caralho, foi? › rosnou sem soltar o mamilo da ruiva, olhando-a de baixo enquanto acertava um forte tapa em sua bunda. com certa força a jogou para frente, fazendo-a cair de costas na cama e rapidamente se posicionou entre as pernas da namorada, colocando uma delas sobre seu ombro enquanto a outra era empurrada para frente, mantendo-a assim. ‹ eu vou te comer tão gostoso, kitten… › sussurrou ao se inclinar sobre ela, mordendo o lábio inferior da brookefield ao mesmo tempo em que a penetrava com força, sentindo que havia colocado todo seu caralho dentro dela de uma vez. assim voltou a fode-la, em uma velocidade lenta, mas com uma força considerável que fazia a cama balançar e bater na parede. afastou os lábios dos dela para surpreendê-la com ao pressiona-la na garganta com a destra, impedindo a passagem de ar. continuou apertando cada vez mais até que a soltou antes que a ruiva desmaiasse, rindo de maneira cafajeste. ‹ isso, kitten… aperta o meu pau dentro da sua bucetinha. mostra o quanto você ama ser fodida por mim, meu amor. › sussurrou no ouvido da namorada, começando a aumentar o ritmo de suas investidas mas sem diminuir a força. sentia que iria enlouquecer logo. voltou a enforca-la, sentindo que logo gozaria e após algumas estocadas gozou, mas não parou os movimentos de imediato, apenas diminuindo o ritmo para prolongar o prazer dos dois.
&. ━━ ❛ os lábios do rapaz se encontravam no pescoço da garota, trabalhando em deixar chupões e mordidas ao que os dois de seus dedos se movimentavam rapidamente dentro da bucetinha molhada da mesma. a mente de hills estava nublada, louco de tesão pelo clima em que se encontravam no armário de limpeza do instituto, pressionando a nimue contra a parede e a mantendo com uma das pernas dela ao redor de seu corpo. o polegar massageava e pressionava o clitóris dela, provocando-a em meio à masturbação que fazia nela. seu caralho pulsava dentro da calça de maneira quase dolorosa, precisando apertar a glande para aliviar um pouco. desceu do pescoço para o colo dela, puxando um dos lados da camisa de victoria até ter seu seio a mostra, não exitando na hora de coloca-lo em sua boca, chupando-o com vontade enquanto brincava com o mamilo rosado usando a língua atrevida. sentia os dedos encharcados e mal via a hora de sentir aquele aperto molhado e delicioso ao redor de seu pau. o cômodo parecia em chamas, ou talvez fossem os corpos dos dois queimando em luxúria. “ porra, nimue… eu quero tanto me enterrar em você. ” murmurou rouco ao parar de chupar o seio dela, terminando com uma mordida leve no mamilo da garota. “ você quer sentir o meu caralho, hm? ele tá louco por essa bucetinha gostosa. ” segurou a mão dela, levando-a até seu pau duro para reforçar o que acabara de dizer. ao mesmo tempo curvou os dedos dentro dela, movendo-os agora devagar, mas atingindo uma área mais funda. “ need more, bae? ” sussurrou contra os lábios dela, retirando os dedos de dentro da garota para então leva-lo à boca, chupando-os com vontade. ela era deliciosa, puta merda. abriu então a braguilha e o botão de sua calça, puxando o cacete que já estava melado de pré-porra, tamanho tesão. de dentro do bolso puxou um pacote de camisinha, não demorando para abri-lo e então colocar o preservativo. “ tente não fazer muito barulho, hm? ainda estamos na escola e não queremos que ninguém interrompa. ” sorriu cafajeste, segurando a coxa farta que adorava morder para ergue-la mais e com a outra mão guiou o pau para dentro da buceta de victoria, entrando lentamente de uma maneira quase torturante para ambos ao ponto de ajay precisar morder o lábio inferior, jogando a cabeça para trás com o aperto que sentia. mesmo com a camisinha conseguia sentir o quão apertada e molhada a garota estava. “ fuck! ” arfou baixo ao estar completamente dentro, então deu um sorriso torto para a garota. “ vou te deixar pingando com a minha porra hoje, baby. te comer bem gostoso. ” inclinou-se para voltar a beijar o pescoço dela, não tendo qualquer aviso antes de começar a mover o quadril, fodendo-a com estocadas fortes, levando então a mão livre até a boca da garota, tampando-a para abafar qualquer gemido mais alto que ela pudesse dar.
“ Tell me how much you love it when I fuck you” (charlotte)
/ / with @charlottexbarnes
❛ ♡ ━━ como conseguiu se meter naquele relacionamento agitado com charlotte era um mistério, mas um mistério gostoso que danielle ainda não havia visto motivos para se arrepender. e talvez não houvesse. não era como se ela tivesse condições de pensar em algo tão complicado em um momento crítico como aquele onde sentia os dedos da loira se movendo dentro de sua buceta enquanto tinha um dos mamilos dentro da boca da barnes. danielle mal conseguia formular uma frase para gemer, emitindo gemidos desconexos e necessitados. o pedido ou ordem da mulher foi respondido primeiramente com um olhar impaciente e quase ofendido, já que charlotte tivera a audácia de parar o que fazia. ergueu-se minimamente, apenas para se sustentar com os cotovelos na cama, podendo assim olhar para o rosto da mulher. a britânica encontrava-se ofegante, suada e com os cabelos emaranhados. esticou a mão para puxar a barnes pela nuca, grudando os lábios nos dela, mas sem iniciar um beijo de fato, sussurrando entre leves gemidos por sentir como se comprimia ao redor dos dedos da mais velha. “eu amo… porra, charlie, eu amo… amo que você me faz gozar toda vez. amo quando me usa e me fode. ” sugou o lábio inferior da loira, dando um sorriso malicioso ao final enquanto movia os quadris, tentando fazer com que os dedos da outra voltassem a lhe foder como antes. antes de enfim tomar os lábios da barnes em um beijo lascivo, rosnou entre um gemido manhoso. “agora para de me torturar e me fode como só você sabe.”
“ Relax… just lie back and let me make you cum. “ (killian)
/ / with @killianxmontgomery
❛ ♡ ━━ mordia o lábio inferior em nervosismo, prendendo uma risada causada pela adrenalina do momento. não tinha o costume de fazer aquelas coisas tão inusitadas, mas de alguma maneira acabou no apartamento de killian, mais especificamente no quarto do homem, sem metade das vestimentas que usava quando entrou ali. aquilo era novo, excitante e ela estava mais do que satisfeita em saber que era com alguém tão atraente. as mãos tamparam o rosto por alguns segundos, sem jeito por se encontrar exposta daquela forma para seu vizinho, mas aos poucos ia ficando menos tensa após a frase do homem. já estava molhada, praticamente pingando em ansiedade para sentir killian lhe fodendo após as primeiras provocações que trocaram na sala de estar do homem. deitou-se de costas na cama, afastando as pernas lentamente para provoca-lo, mas a provocação acabou voltando para si já que se comprimiu em ansiedade ao ver o rosto do homem entre suas pernas. o primeiro contato da língua de killian com sua intimidade resultou em um gemido arrastado e um tanto alto de danielle, os dedos dos pés se dobrando em excitação. “mais…” gemeu sofrega, olhando para o teto enquanto aproveitava das lambidas molhadas que recebia. levou as mãos aos próprios seios, massageando-os e os apertando para descontar o tesão ali, mas precisou dar um gemido ainda mais alto quando foi penetrada pelo primeiro dedo do montgomery. “isso… mais… mais…” soltou um dos seios, pousando a mão nos cabelos negros do mais velho, prendendo-o ali. seus gemidos eram misturados a ofegadas a cada movimento dos dedos ou da língua de killian, gemendo o nome do homem a cada vez que este a chupava ou alcançava seu ponto de prazer. os olhos reviravam a cada momento e a coluna da mulher arqueava vez ou outra, as pernas ameaçando se fecharem, mas apenas apertando a cabeça do homem com as coxas o que criava uma pressão ainda mais deliciosa. naquele ritmo era quase impossível não atingir o ápice e quando este veio lhe atingiu com força, a morena tendo que tampar a boca com ambas as mãos para não ser ouvida pelo apartamento ao lado. “oh fuck…!”
