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Ass eater yuuji just made me think of the fact that he’d be that kind of guy in college that’s known as ‘that guy who loves eating ass’ and it’s lowkey a little weird, but yuuji’s rlly hot and kind and charismatic and beefy so you do end up experiencing the rumors are true
🍥 ENTRY #16 LET HIM EAT CAKE ✩ jock bf yuuji .ᐟ
🏁 pit stop ! 𖦹 through rumours and campus chatter, one might find that jujutsu tech’s favourite jock is a renowned ass eater. his girlfriend, as shy as she might be, is desperate to test this theory out for herself. | magnetic - jock bf yuuji masterlist.
🏁 safety car ! ⋆ not safe for work ⋆ smut ⋆ eighteen plus only. characters are adults. jock bf!yuuji itadori and weird & fem!reader. jock bf series, college au, no curses, established relationship, mentions of alcohol, fingering, squirting, oral sex (f!receiving), anal sex (f!receiving), dry humping. me when i turn everything into jock yuuji.
this is soooo jock bf yuuji coded im insanely unwell but over this …
he’s like most people’s first experiences with eating ass and he’s never the type to keep pushing for it or start consensually he’ll just be tongue deep in pussy, sucking the sensitive bundle of your clit into his mouth and shaking his head from side to side maybe even spitting on it before he looks up — pink hair matted to his face, maybe his sweat tinged with a cherry blossom hue and his golden skin glowing. “can i…fuck… can i eat your ass? please?”
i don’t think anyone would say no to him because it’s yuuji itadori. he comes with hazy puppy dog eyes that glow amber in the sunlight and turn chocolaty warm when he’s horny. he’s got plush pink lips, soft on your sex that shine with obscene amounts of slick and spit. not to mention, he’s so sweet and so kind — he holds open doors and helps freshman students across campus and he’s such a good fuck, why would you say no to his tongue dipping a little lower?
word gets around at how good he is at doing it, how he’ll spit on pussies and cocks and let it slide between the ass cheeks of his partners before he sucks it up, leaving sloppy kisses against their holes and he’s good at it. not ashamed to admit it when someone calls him an ass eater over a game of drunken beer pong.
so then you’re a few months into dating yuuji, he’s taken your virginity and indulged the kinks you thought you might have had before then… it never comes up. not to you at least — you catch whispers of those before you, sticking to the walls at parties it’s hard to miss what they say about the all star jock and your boyfriend … it makes your stomach turn. not because of jealousy, but because you want to know what it’s like.
yuuji would rather indulge your desires over his. spend hours between your legs running languid and lewd circles over your swollen clit — he makes out with your pussy as though he’s running out of time. trying to do everything he can before he’s caught in the act or your body gives way. from sucking slick from your folds, to drooling on your pussy lips, and fucking your quivering hole with his tongue like it’s his dick. he hardly wastes a second.
it’s not until he feels you push his head lower, stuttering broken letters that crumble like chalk into moans, that yuuji realises how much you want something else.
“you gotta use your words if you need somethin’, baby,” yuuji coos, words all wet as they fall from his gleaming, swollen lips. he blows cool air over your feverish mound, watching you clench around nothing. watching arousal run in pearlescent beads from your sex down between your cheeks. “what’s the matter, mama? talk to me.”
“want you to — oh!” you squeak at the cruel sensation of itadori’s teeth graze your beating clit.
he whispers hot into your pussy, folding your knees into your shoulders with one hand. “want me to what? speak up, pretty.”
“eat me lower…” you cry, feeling his smile spread into your sluice sloppy cunt. “e-eat my ass.”
“yeah? you’d let me?” a grin is painted onto yuuji’s lips, wicked but not cruel. just carefully crafted excitement that buzzes in the charged air like particles of kinetic energy fired up. you feel it trickle into your sex as the jock inhales you like you’re oxygen. spitting onto your mound and smearing it into your clit. “fuck, you’ve no idea how long i’ve been wanting to. needing to. kinda my thing and i love this pretty ass, baby. i really do. you’re heaven sent, made for me. my good girl wants me right here, yeah?” the drawl to his voice mimics a whine, needy and hungry like his own greed has pulled him open with nimble fingers that toy with his cracks.
his own creep lower, take the globes of your ass and knead them raw in an attempt to ground himself. pink hair sinks lower too, wisps of cherry blossom tickling the soiled backs of your thighs as though they are trying imitate the kiss of a spring breeze against the back of your neck. yuuji leaves a trail of open mouthed, treacly kisses from your cunt to your asshole, moaning desperately at your flavour as it rolls across the palette of his tongue.
“s-sensitive, yuu!” you squeak at the new pressure, clenching in two places around nothing — pushing out a fresh wave of violently hot slick.
he makes somewhat of a chuffing sound between sucking on your rim and coming up for air. he could die, drown himself in your flavour and never surface again simply because you feed him so well. douse the fires of his appetite with what your body has to offer. the hybrid noise comes out as wrecked in his throat. “i know, baby, i know. ‘m sorry, i know. just hold on a sec… trust me. s’gonna feel so good.”
to soothe you, make it easier for you to take him — yuuji tacks two fingers on your little pleasure bud that swells prominently between your puffy folds and attentively knocks it back and forth. the motion contrasts with the insistent, wet slurp of his tongue whilst he circles the rim of your ass — sucking your pussy juices into his mouth and spitting them back onto the second tight hole. frothy from his added spit.
“m so lucky, my good girl gets off on having ass played with. doesn’t she?” thick fingers replace his tongue at the puckered entrance, just one for now. he’d never want you to feel hurt by him. your back arches where you stretch over him, gripping every segment of his finger as it passes deeper into your warm walls. “fuck, you’re so right. look at you squirm, mama. you take it so well.”
meeting his brown eyes, calid and mirthy. yuuji latches back onto your pussy — entire mouth engulfing the length of your slit, pink muscle squirming against spoken walls to thrust, much like he would with his cock, and you ripple around him desperately every time. “taste so good, fuckin’ dripping for me.” he says, heady and hungry, chin wet and lips raw? moaning against you impatiently because all he wants is for you to cum.
when yuuji switches, tongue back in your ass and fingers rubbing your clit in misshapen circles — you squeal so high that the sound shoots down his spine and his eyes roll back into his skull, cock rubbing itself sore against the bed.
“can feel you… s’like you’re all the way in my throat. s-so deep, baby.” your voice is a tremor, barely holding itself together whilst your sanity comes apart. it’s true, his fingers scissor your clenched hole as if to make room for something thicker, girthier later on.
“hmm, you like that? me in your tight, warm little holes,” he’s got filth locked and loaded behind his teeth that graze your clit here and there — ecstasy striking you like a lightning bolt. yuuji’s pitch rises like hot air over cold, whiny and needy as though he’s seconds away from losing it all. “cum for me baby, i know you need it. let go for me baby. c’mon, come on. ohoho, shit. there it is…”
yuuji laughs brightly as you squirt — as if the very sight is the reason why the word joy holds its meaning. the corners of your world turn fuzzy with a black vignette as if a cloak of night has been pulled over your eyes. for a second, your presence in the world slips like it was always meant to be fleeting — you are sure that your heart pauses in place and your lungs exhale their last breath all while static jump-starts across your brain, cables crossing. electricity crackling. the jock licks you clean throughout, tongue curling to cover your clit, dipping lower to gather what juice runs between your ass cheeks. glistening, glazed — a sweet treat that has him bucking wildly into the bed until you’re both coated in your own mess.
“holy shit,” he licks his lips clean, wipes the remainder of your orgasm from the corners of his mouth with the back of hand in a manner that’s so sexy it gears you up for another turn. “you gotta let me do that more often. you cum so hard.”
you reach for him as he crawls up the bed to join you, the scent of yourself permeating his skin whilst he peppers you with affectionate kisses. “only if you fuck me there with your cock next time.” you beam, too buzzed to keep on being shy with your words.
yuuji’s eyes roll back into his skull and swears he might actually die.
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I'm surprised the knight kink crowd hasn't picked up on the fact that historical knights had a habit of capturing each other for ransom. What do you mean you don't see the sexual tension in rivals seeking each other out in battle or through ambush, deliberately avoiding harming their target so they may be taken back to the attacker's castle, either held as a prisoner or as a honored "guest" as the case may be, until they are redeemed by their friends and allies?
all the rights that come with marriage you should be able to have without marriage btw. you should be able to designate a person who can visit you in the hospital regardless of your relationship to that person.
The video is actually about how all of those things don't equate to a sense of self. She talks about how this "list of traits" often backed by corporations is a trap to further remove yourself from discovering any actual deeper meaning and feelings, when Myers Briggs could do the work for you.
Then, every one of us rebloging this without having watched the video fell into the misogynistic trap of seeing a screenshot of a woman talking about how she feels and decided she's full of herself.
like i know this is the americans and europeans who hate americans website and i’m not excluded from this behavior but niceness is encouraged in a way in the US (and canada even more so) in general polite society not the shit online, in a way that i do think should be commended
like overseas yes there are more stringent views on respect and not being a nuisance and calling attention to yourself, but americans are Nice like the average American is generally striving to be Nice even if lack of consideration is associated with us overseas and i do think it matters somewhat
as a teen, i was constantly harassed by adults enforcing ''dress codes'' on me. I very much experienced this as sexual harassment. I think this is one of many cases where people would more easily understand this as sexual harassment if I described it as if it happened to an adult.
imagine being on your lunch break, and your supervisor comes over to your table, tells you to stand up in front of everyone. they draw everyone's attention to your thighs. they tell you that you have broken the dress code because of the length of your shorts. they tell you to go change (so you do not get the rest of your lunch break). they do this every single day at lunch. every day. so you read the whole dress code front and back, and you choose your clothing carefully to not break it. you bring a cloth tape measure with you to work because they will not believe you. this time when your supervisor tells you that you're breaking dress code, you pull out your tape measure and show that you are within the limit. your supervisor says "I bet you wouldn't want me to bring you to the boss and let him measure it, would you?" it's clearly a threat: if you don't obey then you will be put alone in a room with your boss and he will touch your thighs. you don't know how to respond. you're taken out of lunch again.
this was my experience at school. replace supervisor with "teacher" and boss with "principal." this was sexual harassment. fuck dress codes.
sex with bkg is 30 mins to 1 hr of pussy eating turning to pussy eating and fingering -> making out while he grinds his palm against your cunt while you come all wet and sticky against him -> soft and slow missionary with intense eye contact and a lot of very dirty grinding -> rinse and repeat
