Content Warnings: nsfw/18+, both implied top/bottom, sub Yuuji, dom reader, jerking off, mention of female anatomy (i.e. clit, pussy, etc.), both of you are around the same age
-Yuuji has been sweet to you since the moment you met. That's just the kind of boy he is. Full of empathy, full of love, Yuuji has always accepted all of you, no matter what.
-So when you came out as trans to him, it wasn't a big deal at all. You were just his friend, what did it matter what kind of parts you had?
-It was after this that Yuuji realized that it did matter. Because, wow, could he not stop thinking about you. He couldn't stop thinking about what kind of devilish face you would make when you sucked his cock, he couldn't stop thinking about how you would tease him when you had three fingers up his ass.
-He found his hands down the front of his pants at night, stroking his dick, thinking of your pussy on his face, lapping up your clit, getting it all nice and wet. He wanted to be inside of you, but he also wanted to be underneath you, he wanted you to fuck him dry. Your touch was electric, and he was dying to get electrocuted.
-Would it be wet? What would a pussy feel like? What would it feel to get fucked by you? You could go big, you could go as big as he could take it, and he knew he could take a lot. Would you be rough? Yuuji hoped you would be rough.
-Was it wrong of him to think of you like this? Was he just using your body as jerk-it fuel? What about the fantasies of cuddling you? What about the way you made his heart throb in his chest, what about the way his face flushed up when you told him how strong and kind he was?
-He wanted you to pay attention to him, he wanted you to compliment him, he wanted you to keep your eyes on him. He felt selfish. It was embarrassing.
-He was completely enamored by you and it had all hit him at once. Maybe Fushiguro and Kugisaki were right. Maybe he did have a crush on you this whole time.
Content Warnings: nsfw/18+, very horny, sub Yuuji, dom reader, reversible top/bottom, male reader, mention of female anatomy (i.e. clit, pussy, etc.), reader also has a cock (or strap), bisexual Yuuji, piv creampie, both of you are are 18yo.
-It's no surprise to you that Yuuji's sex drive is always active. He's be polite about it, sure, but that doesn't stop him from staring at your groin, from getting an erection as soon as you two start cuddling.
-If anything, he finds it kind of embarrassing. It's a representation of his immaturity, of how obvious he is, of how little experience he had with...anyone beyond his pin-up, really.
-Any move you make onto him sends him raring to go. Squeeze your hand around his thigh, and he's giving you eyes telling you to pin him down to the nearest surface and fuck his mouth out.
-He's on the floor, nudging his nose into your crotch, thumbing his lips around for your cock, trying to get you aroused so that you'll just fuck him already. He wants you to stuff him full, he wants you to grab his head, pull his hair until he's crying, until your juices are slathered thick across his face.
-Honestly, he doesn't really care much which way you decide to fuck him, he knows that either way, he'll be seeing deep into the dark void of relaxing nothingness soon enough. He'll be hard and aching against you, but the longer you edge him, the more desperate he gets.
-Yuuji is a strong boy, so never worry about being rough with him! The way he moans when you fuck him from behind, grabbing a fistful of hair, is delightful beyond recognition. The way he'll grab at the bedsheets with his fingers and toes, desperate for some kind of hold, any way to release the tension--But it's on you. He's completely in the palm of your hand.
-When getting fucked, Yuuji loves doggy. The angle hits him just right, and every time he pumps his hips back at you, he finds the head of your cock pressing up hard against his prostate. His cock dangles between his legs helplessly, and if you reach down to feel him up, you'll realize that it's been leaking thick beads of precum for a while now.
-Sometimes, Yuuji will ask to fuck you, too. He's always shy about it, he'll plead, he'll ask in such a soft, genuine voice. He treats your body like a palace, his hands firm, but always gentle, always at your mercy.
-He loves the feeling of getting crushed by you. He loves the feeling of his cock about to explode, wrapped in your tight hole, moving slowly, getting the position just right. If he just came inside, it would be so sloppy and it would feel so good. You would be so full of him, so cherished, just loved.
-It feels good, right? That's what this is about, anyways. It wasn't ever about anything else. It didn't matter how you did it, it just mattered that it felt good. You trusted Yuuji with anything. It didn't matter how horny he was, because you were worse. It didn't matter how rough he was, because you were rougher.
-As long as you give him a minute or two in-between, Yuuji can go for multiple rounds in a row. If you keep going right after he cums, you might even get him to cry from the overstimulation? You wouldn't want poor Yuuji-kun to cry, would you? (of course you would)
-Covered in sweat, cum, and about every other fluid you can name, Yuuji cuddles you, his body hot and damp from exhaustion. He rubs his head against you dearly, cherishing your presence here, next to him. He doesn't want you to get up and leave, so he hugs you tighter, and you won't. You'll stay right here with him.
THE YANKEE STORY WAS SO CUTE 😭😭 YES WE NEED A PT. 2!!!!!
ヤンキー・Yankee: Pt. II
Yuuji x tall delinquent male reader
note // read part one here
is this a fic or headcanons? i don’t know anymore.
content // nsfw/18+ only, dom reader/sub Yuuji, reader comes from a strict American family, reader is a juju tech transfer student, reader is a bit depressed, reader is smitten™️ (yuuji is too), Yuuji is bisexual, grinding, kissing
-A part of you broke the day you realized that you had a crush on Yuuji. It had been so obvious that this was coming, a part of you felt stupid that you hadn’t realized it earlier.
-The harder part was figuring out if it was requited. Was Yuuji even attracted to men? He had a bikini pin-up in his bedroom and you knew his type, so that wasn’t a great start, but you’d also heard him and Todo include guys in their long, elaborate discussions about…whatever they were talking about, so it wasn’t impossible.
-Anxiously, you decided to ask Nobara about it. A part of you was worried because you didn’t quite know how to communicate what you wanted to say, and a part of you was worried because you weren’t sure how they were going to take it. Going off her expression alone, she probably thought you were going to beg for money or something (not a thing you ever did), but upon hearing you ask her if Yuuji had a girlfriend, she immediately caught on. Somehow or another, it ended up with you, her, and Megumi at a cafe in downtown Tokyo, with you footing the bill. (It was not a request.)
…
Megumi looked kind of annoyed. “I’m getting deja vu here. We’ve been here before.” They had? Well, it didn’t surprise you. Yuuji was incredibly attractive, and endearing on top of that. There wasn’t much not to like. It was like he melted your heart the moment you laid eyes on him. Honestly, it made you feel a bit vulnerable how into him you were.
Nobara laughed, sending a smirk right at you. “And for this guy to be into Itadori? Now that’s a shocker. He barely says anything, and now he suddenly want to know if Itadori’s hooking up with anyone? News to me.” Hooking up with anyone? Had you phrased it like that? This is why your Japanese wasn’t getting any better.
“No, he’s not with anyone. Can I go home now?” Megumi said, taking a sip out of his pitch black coffee.
“Fushiguro.” Nobara chided, glaring at him. “Don’t be like that. He went out of his way to ask me.” And said “guy” in question also didn’t ask to be sitting in a cafe making a scene out of this, but what must be done must be done, you supposed. “Is Itadori into guys, anyways?”
Oh. There it was. The dreaded question. Well, you were going to find out some way or another, you supposed. It was better this way than asking Yuuji directly. At least you could be friends, right?
It felt empty, thinking that. That the one time you actually managed to keep a friend, you ruined it. This was your fault, wasn’t it? You shouldn’t have said anything. You should have just done what you always do and shut your mouth. You should have just let the feelings die in your chest like everything else had since you had moved to this country.
“I mean he could be,” Megumi said, completely plainly. “I mean, with Itadori, he’s pretty open about most things, so it’s worth a shot.”
Worth a shot? So it’s not impossible. It’s very possible. You furrowed your brow. Megumi and Nobara were looking at you funny.
“Stand up,” Nobara said, and raising your eyebrow in suspicion, you followed her instruction. “Turn around.” You followed that, too. Somehow, the scene felt so mundane to you. This was starting to feel comfortable. “Hmm,” she hummed, scanning you up and down, and Megumi did, too.
“See, I told you it was worth a shot,” Megumi said, gesturing at you. Oh. Oh you knew what this was about.
“Were you looking at my ass?” you asked, crossing your arms.
Nobara laughed so hard, she spilled iced tea all over the place. Megumi just groaned, rolling his eyes. “You got the height, that’s all I’m saying.”
“Yeah, he likes tall girls,” Nobara added. Right. Girls. This was going nowhere. “Oh, don’t look like that,” she said, frowning at you. “He hasn’t said no yet.” Sighing, she slumped into the booth. “I know I said I’d never forgive myself if Itadori gets a girlfriend before me, but a boyfriend doesn’t count, right?”
“I don’t think it works like that,” Megumi said, taking another sip of his coffee. How much left did he have in that thing, anyways? “But good luck. And if he says no, don’t take it to heart. He’s got a lot going on.”
A lot going on. Right. You sat back down in the booth, across from your classmates. Your friends. Were they your friends? Probably. You didn’t really know anymore. Clearly, they weren’t scared of you. If anything, they looked down on you (a rarity in this height economy). Either way, they were Yuuji’s friends, so you trusted their judgment.
Did Yuuji have friends outside of school? You never really saw him hanging out with anyone outside of the Jujutsu Tech students so…You assumed not. You knew that something had happened at his place back home, and he mentioned that he hadn’t been in contact with them either. Was he trying to load everything all on himself? Wasn’t he lonely?
Weren’t you?
…
“Hey, Yuuji,” you said, and his expression changed at your sudden tone shift. It was just the two of you again, hanging out in your special place in the woods behind the school, and sitting between you was the credits of a movie on your phone. There had been Japanese subtitles for Yuuji, of course.
“Yeah? What’s up?” Yuuji said, giving you all his attention. A ripple of tension reverberated around inside of you. This wasn’t hard. There wasn’t anything challenging about this. You were just going to ask him a question, no big deal. Nooo big deal, none at all.
“How do you feel about guys?” What kind of question was that? Were you a dumbass? Yuuji shot you a confused look. Dumbass!
“Like? Uh,” Yuuji said, putting a finger to his lips. “Like in what kind of way?”
“Like the lead actor,” you said, saving yourself. “What did you think of him?”
“Oh!” Yuuji said, his eyes lighting up. “He’s not really my type, but he was pretty cool.”
Not his… An inkling of fire burned down your throat. It had been a long time since your heart pumped this fast. “What is your type in men, then?”
“Hm,” Yuuji grumbled, bunching his face up, and then in what appeared to bit a fit of frustration, he jammed his thumb directly into his chin. “You know, I don’t really know. I haven’t been into guys for that long.”
You gave him an empty look, letting the blood settle in your veins.
“I think…If he’s tall that’s nice. Would it be bad if I said a big dick? Probably.”
Yuuji shouted when you pushed him to the ground. Your fingers gripped tightly around his hoodie, the fabric soft, but you could feel the rings of tethered muscle underneath.
“Woah! What’s up, man?” he said, as if nothing was wrong.
“So if I had my way with you right now,” you said, your voice almost shaking, “that wouldn’t bother you?”
Yuuji’s face flushed a bright red. Turning his head, he cringed, breaking eye-contact. “When did I say I liked to be on the receiving side? You’re not um…You’re not wrong though.”
He didn’t tense up in your grip. Not once did he resist. There he lied, completely pliant, just for you. He trusted you. He wanted this.
“You don’t have to say anything,” you said, whispering close to his ear, and you could feel him starting to get hard against your thigh.
You only had to take a single look at his face to see a dumb smile that said, “okay.” Yuuji trembled as you gently caressed the side of his body, letting your hands slip under his hoodie. He looked at you right in the eye, those sweet amber pearls glistening at you, waiting anxiously for your next move, those sweet eyelids flickering in delight.
Slowly, you started to grind against him, your erection straining through your pants. Following your direction, Yuuji started to grind back against you, the front of your jeans rubbing against each other in some sort of sick friction. His lips opened and you could feel his hot breath against you, so warm, so close. His skin was surprisingly soft, sometimes interrupted by an occasional scar, and you explored his body, treating him like the treasure he was.
He licked his lips slowly and with tongue, and pushing down on his hips, you found yourself entranced by the sight in front of you. How close he was, how excited you were, how unreal this all felt. Bending down, you let your face drop closer to his, and Yuuji closed his eyes for you, inviting.
You weren’t sure who closed the gap, but your lips were touching, and your tongues were intertwined. Your hands burned as they traced alongside the back of Yuuji’s body. He was built like a furnace, and he would warm you to your core.
“Hm, feels good,” he mumbled in between smacks of your lips. “I knew it’d feel good, but this feels awesome.”
Was it his first time? Your cock twitched in your pants. He was yours. He was completely yours, all of him. You bared your teeth, and he laid himself bare for you to bite.
“Fuck, fuck, shit, I think I’m—” Yuuji grumbled, holding onto your back for support, slamming back into your pelvis in hard thrusts.
Like that would make you slow down. He was funny.
In a couple seconds, Yuuji started to tense up, pulling his lips away from you, gripping hard onto your jacket, and Yuuji could grip. “Fuck,” he groaned, before a huge gasp of air, and then he fell limp. Just close enough, you reached your hand down your pants, and jerked yourself to completion. You’d worry about the mess later.
Like two exhausted dogs, you flopped on top of each other, the heat from exertion way too much for this small space. “Do you want to date me or something?”
You pushed yourself up and glared at Yuuji right in the eyes. “What do you think that means?”
Yuuji just laughed. “Well. I want to date you.”
Even now, you wondered how a smile could make your heart flutter. Relaxing, you flopped back down, and Yuuji hugged you with grace. “I’ll take that as a yes then—” he laughed, and you hugged him back.
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Genre: Fluffy established relationship headcanons, I promise they are super cute, but please read the tags
Tags: NSFW/18+, dom reader, sub Yuuji, both top and bottom, female anatomy mentioned (clit, pussy, etc.), bondage mention, slapping mention
-You are definitely the sun of Yuuji's world. It doesn't matter if you're upset, it doesn't matter if you're in a bad mood--He sees you and he feels this overwhelming sense of love.
-Yuuji loves cuddling. He's a cuddle monster, you could say. Whenever the two of you get in any private space together, his furnace body is strapped around you cutely, his strong arms holding you like somehow you're going to leave.
-How could you say no to him? How could you say no to that face that looks like you make up his world? Again and again you reassure him that you're not leaving, that he's completely capable of taking care of himself, and Yuuji worries about being clingy, but he never sees how hard he's being on himself. He never sees how much you care about him back.
-He loves getting you gifts. And not expensive things. All small little trinkets--Souvenirs from places he's visited, things that remind him of you. Shells from the beach, a polished rock from the side of a mountain. He's always thinking of you.
-In bed, Yuuji always leaves things to you. It's better when you don't have to make decisions, right? Huh? You don't think so? Yuuji doesn't really get it, he's more than happy to lie there while you rub his back, while you explore his body, massaging his sore muscles slowly.
-He doesn't tell you this directly, but Yuuji loves when you're rough with him. He loves when you pin his arms down and he can't get up. He loves when you tie him against the bed and he feels trapped, helpless. You're here. There's nothing to worry about.
-Yuuji loves sucking you off. He could lie between your knees for hours, making gentle suction with his lips against your clit, against your cock, whatever it means you're going to fuck him with. It's like he's worshiping you, making sure that you know each centimeter of your body is cherished, loved.
-The sounds he makes when he laps you up get you so wet. He's so cute, you could pick him up and eat him, and the worst part is that he would let you. You could slap his face and he would moan.
-Better yet, he has the stamina to go as many rounds as you want, but edge him, and he'll be pleading for days. It'll be absolutely adorable, why don't you give it a shot?
Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (implied male, but ambiguous)
Genre: Smut, Reader teases Yuuji's ass for an hour.
Tags: NSFW/18+, top+dom reader, bottom+sub Yuuji, anal play, rimming, fingering, dry orgasm (Yuuji has one), reader has an anal fixation, he has pubes.
-You're obsessed with Yuuji's ass. When you cuddle, you let your hand slink around his waist, pulling him close. Then, your fingers sink into his ass, the muscle firm but taut, just squishy enough to grab.
-It embarrasses Yuuji a bit, but he loves it. When you wrapp your hand around his ass, he ruts into you, egging you on for more. He makes soft, cute noises, beg for kisses, not sure how to articulate what he wants, but what he wanted was more.
-He starts with his pants off, setting his back down on a towel, sinking lightly into the mattress. He's shy, but not because you hadn't done this before, but because he knows how you'd draw it out of him. This isn't about finishing, this is about pleasure, this is an act of pure indulgence. He knows you're going to draw it out, that was the fun of it.
-You start dry, rubbing the bottom of his thighs, feeling into the supple muscle, years of training such a developed body. He's so mature in some ways, but that boyish charm is going to stick with him for eternity. You can tell he thinks your hands are cold, because he moves under you, instinctually away, but pushing back into you soon after.
-After you get him relaxed, you drift your fingers under his boxers, pressing lightly against his hole. You can feel the thin slide of sweat, but it'll get so much more exciting once he's doused in lube. For now, you'll make him enjoy the dry rub of soft friction.
-You feel him get erect at your touch, a tent poking up in the front of his shorts. Chuckling at how flustered he's getting, you reach for his waistband, and he lets you pull them off.
-He must be expecting you to keep rubbing him, because he gasps with surprise when you grab his thighs and press your tongue against him.
"H-Hey!" he shouts, his voice shaking. Then, he relaxes into it. "Wow, that feels good."
-Yuuji grumbles murmurs of pleasure as you caress his rim with your tongue. There's thin, black hairs all around your face, and your world is filled with his rich, musky scent. You mumble into him, surely sending vibrations down his spine, rolling your forehead into his balls.
-As you lap him up, you can feel him relax under your grip, submitting to the wonderful feeling. Against pressure, you let your tongue press against the outer ring of muscle of his hole, spreading him apart just a bit. Teasing. Not quite enough. He would have to wait for your fingers.
-Pulling back, a string of spit connects you to him, and his face is flushed, holding his legs up for you now. Reaching over, you grab the bottle of lube and dump it onto your fingers.
-Yuuji trembles when the tip of your middle finger graces his ass. Mixing with the warm saliva, pushing into him is easy. His insides feel so hot, so wet, so squishy, wrapped tight around you. It's like his ass was made for pleasure, made to suck you dry, mistaking your fingers for a cock.
"Fuck," Yuuji grumbles as you push deeper, feeling into the ridges of his walls.
-Curious, you push another finger inside. You feel his rim squeeze around you, being the tightest part, making sure you stay inside him. Sweat pools down his skin as you search around inside him, and you move a hand to his belly to keep him steady.
-Yuuji shouts when you hit his prostate. "H-Hey! That's--Augh!"
-You push against it with the pad of your two fingers, beckoning him forwards. At this, Yuuji gasps, his head plummeting back down onto the bed. You look up, and see thick beads of pre dribbling out the head of his cock, ignored, untouched.
"Hmm?" you hum, obviously testing him. "You think you can cum just from this?"
"P-Please," Yuuji whimpers, "Please touch me."
-Oh, but you are touching him. All your focus is on him. Nothing else, you couldn't bear to look away. Leaning forwards, you place wet kisses on the soft skin below his belly button.
-Slowly, you push against him in repetitive motions, and Yuuji squirms under you, his hands wrapped firm around your shoulders. But you won't budge. He's so close. He's almost reached the point.
-He whines pathetically, and you feel his balls tense up, before semen splatters out the head of his cock and down your chest.
"I'm sorry, god, I'm so sorry," Yuuji says, wincing, trying not to look, his cock still twitching with wrath.
-Laughing, you just pull him into a kiss. He's so cute, it even takes him a moment to kiss back. His face is warm, but you can tell he feels good. He loves you.
Yuuji with a tall (pushing it at 198cm) scary transfer student from America who's kind of a punk but he's sweet sometimes (mainly only to yuuji) perchance?🧐(N/sfw)
ヤンキー・Yankee: Pt. I
Yuuji x tall delinquent male reader
content // Reader comes from a strict American family, canon-typical violence, reader is a juju tech transfer student, reader is a bit depressed, Reader is smitten™️, (yuuji is too), very wholesome, pre-relationship
note // read part two here! (nsfw)
-When your family moved to Tokyo for “business” related reasons, nothing could have prepared you for the culture shock. The language was one thing, but there were all these social customs that were just implied. No one said anything bluntly to your face, even if they did speak comprehensible English, which a lot of people did. Was it because you were an outsider? Was it because you were American?
-Maybe because of this, you found the life of delinquency easy. Maybe it was because you were 6’6” and no one was going to fuck with a dude twice their height, because nothing meant a quick trip to the hospital like getting into a fight with you.
-But people did. And you busted their faces in. It’s what they deserved. One time you broke your fist on someone’s nose. It was worth it. You got suspended and grounded by your parents, but so what? You never provoked people, they just came at you, and it was within your right to defend yourself. Isolation wasn’t caused by ostracization, it was caused by defense, and in your opinion, there was a lot to be defended.
-One day, your parents told you that you were getting transferred to a select school a little bit outside the city. A strange man (who was surprisingly close to your height) came by the house, offered to fist-fight you, and for the first time in your life, you got your ass whipped.
-It was a this point that you realized that the “imaginary friends” you had been seeing since childhood were called “curses,” and that maybe there was a place in the world for your violence. It had just been an outlet, maybe now you had a purpose.
-Very quickly, you realized that Jujutsu Tech also wasn’t home. A part of you wondered if anywhere in Japan could be. Before you were even given your own dorm room, you were sent with another student for a “trial run.” He didn’t talk to you much, and it took two hours into the thing before you even learned his name. It was like your parents had sent you to military school, and in a sense, they did.
-That was until you met Yuuji.
-Yuuji wasn’t like the other students. In many ways, he was like you. To no surprise, many of the students at Jujutsu Tech were also former delinquents, Megumi included—But Yuuji was different. He had blood on his hands, but there was no way you could tell. From the moment you met, he actively talked to you, tried to get to know you, treated you with respect, that’s just how he treated everyone, that was Itadori Yuuji.
-It’s not like no one had ever given you the kindness of humanity before, but Yuuji was different. Why wasn’t he afraid of you? Why wasn’t he intimidated? Maybe he was and he just never let it on, maybe it was because he’d beaten up kids just like you when he was in middle school, you didn’t really know. But it wasn’t just that. He was sweet he was funny he was kind. You were a friend, just like anyone else.
-Yuuji liked watching foreign films, and would invite you to go watch them in the city if any theaters had showings (and since it was Tokyo, they almost always did). After the movie, the two of you’d walk around and discuss what you liked, what you didn’t. One time, Yuuji asked about your home. He asked if you missed it, and a part of you did. A lot of you did. You didn’t talk to your friends anymore since everything had changed. Would they even believe you, anyways? Fighting monsters, living in what felt like another world?
-Yuuji understood you, he always did. That’s what’s so charming about him, is that he can feel what you’re feeling. At that time, he gave you a hug, and told you that he can’t send you home, but he can do his best to make Tokyo your new one. Maybe there’d be a piece of home here, maybe you could find a quiet spot, surrounded by the greenery of your youth, and the two of you could sit and chat while the memories flooded in.
-That was the first time you had cried since you moved abroad, and you vowed to make it your last. Somehow, Itadori Yuuji had weaved into your heart, and you weren’t about to give him up anytime soon.
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would i be able to request a sub top yuuji x dom bottom male reader?
Dominant Bottom Reader x Submissive Top Yuuji
// content // nsfw/18+/mdni, male reader, submissive top Yuuji, dominant bottom reader, fluffy, extremely wholesome, reader’s cock is mentioned but can be interpreted as tdick, Yuuji is compared to a dog once, anal, rimming, creampie
I love love love !! subtop yuuji 🥺🥺 he is so cute ughg he deserves the world,, also dombot male pov is very underrated as well! Hope you enjoy, anon!
-Yuuji is the most caring, gentle, and compassionate subtop that could ever possibly exist. You can just tell from the way he holds you, from the way he melts in your arms.
-Even when you’re the one doing everything, Yuuji wants to make sure that you’re comfortable, he wants to make sure you’re enjoying this.
“Are you okay? Are you sure that doesn’t hurt?”
-He knows he’s strong, so he’s overly cautious of every movement his body makes. What if he hurts you by accident! He couldn’t bear with the thought of hurting you, even if you tell him that it’s okay. He’s just not simply capable of that kind of malice. Not to you, never to you.
-He loves gently massaging your body, making sure that you’re all relaxed, admiring every nook and crevice of your body. He kisses down your chest, down to your waist, making sure to admire and worship your muscles, any squishy bits of fat, your soft skin.
-Yuuji would be happy to eat you out for hours, moving between delicately swishing his tongue around your hole to fingering you with your cock shoved down his throat. He’ll make you cum as many times as you want. Your hands will be on his head, and like a dog, he waits patiently for your command.
-You’ll love him forever, won’t you?
-Yuuji loves the feeling of being crushed. He loves when you sit on his face and he can’t breathe, he loves when you lie on top of his body, the entirety of your body weight pushing down on him. He loves thinking about how his cock’ll feel once its tight inside you, how you’ll squish around him, compressing him until he’s squeezed completely dry.
-Of course, Yuuji loves when you ride him. A part of him feels guilty for not doing any of the work, but it’s a pure kind of indulgence where he can forget about everything, where he can just be your toy for getting off on.
-He loves trying to struggle against you, he loves when its a fight, and there’s no way that Yuuji could bear to win against you, it doesn’t matter how strong you are. As soon as you’re on top of him, as soon as you’re inside him, Yuuji turns into a puddle.
-If you can goad Yuuji into using his physical strength to slam into you, it’ll feel great. His strong hands wrapped around your thighs, his entire body weight pressed deep inside your ass, Yuuji just loses it all inside you, his brain completely overthrown with pleasure. He can’t think about anything else anymore, just getting off inside of you, because you want him, you need him.
-He loves to cum inside of you, it's not even on purpose. You're just so connected like this, it's so warm, he just can't help it. He loves you. He loves you so much much it's unbearable. He can't stop thinking about you, he can't stop wanting you to destroy him.
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hello , please feel free to ignore this request but can i request a chubby reader version of the subtop yuuji fic? 🥹 your fics are really good , please keep writing 🫶🏻
Subtop Yuuji x Chubby Male Reader
// content // mdni/18+ , Yuuji loves getting crushed, anal penetration (on reader), reader has a dick but you can interpret it as a tdick if you want, Yuuji is very infatuated with the reader’s chubbiness (he likes a big ass), very wholesome
// note // Thank you so much for the request, I hope you enjoy,,, You'll never stop me from writing, I don't think I could stop myself.
-Yuuji never understood why you’re self conscious about your weight. You’re just so squishy and cuddly, and holy shit your ass!? Who would ever feel self conscious about that? Yuuji practically melts just thinking about it in his face, it’s definitely a bonus to him.
-Yuuji is a total fucking cuddle whore. He loves being little spoon, he loves being big spoon, he loves it all. He just loves hugging you because you’re so perfect to hold, it’s you and Yuuji loves you. He’s so silly when you cuddle, too. He loves poking your tummy, fumbling his fingers all around your skin, just because he likes exploring you, and he likes your attention.
-You have to be careful when you lie on top of him, because it gets him excited. You’re like the best kind of weighted blanket, and Yuuji likes feeling small compared to you. He likes feeling trapped, he likes struggling against you, he likes knowing that you’re right there. His heart trembles under you, his erection tenting into your thigh. He’s so cute.
-Definitely sit on him while you fuck his face. He’ll look up you with big pleading eyes, and little snorts come out his nose while his cock throbs in his pants, excited by it all. When you’re done, he’ll swallow if you came in his mouth, and if you gave him a facial, he’ll completely forget and rub it back onto your thigh as he thinks about how you could crush his head like a watermelon.
-Yuuji makes all sorts of cute sounds when he fucks you. He likes to fuck you from behind, with his muscular arms wrapped around your torso, holding on because he doesn’t want to lose you from all the pounding through the back. Thick slaps echo throughout the room as Yuuji slams against your thick ass, his fingers sinking into the skin on your waist. He’s holding on a bit tight, but it’s not on purpose. It’s just all too overwhelming and if he didn’t hold on, he’d fall over.
-Yuuji has great stamina, so if you want to ride him after he cums, he’d be more than happy. He likes holding your hands as you fuck his cock. He loves the way they feel, he loves the way your ass feels around him, sucking him in, crushing him to a pulp.
-He’s a big fan of aftercare! This mostly includes him snuggling up against you, asking for cuddles and reassurance. Sometimes, he gets scared that he might have hurt you, so make sure to let him know that he’s doing a great job, and give him all the love he deserves.
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