warnings: mind break, toxic relationship, generally dark idea gejhdjd
just wanna be :-( gojoâs sweet, dumb little gf who isnât allowed to leave the house bc âwhat if someone wants to hurt you?â :-( you donât wanna upset him, and the way he looks at you when you ask to go out makes your heart break. he gives you everything, so itâs okay to just submit to him... right?
he doesnât know whatâs come over him, he isnât usually one to obsess over partners but youâre just so innocent and sweet and lovely that he canât help but want you all to himself.
youâre his little secret haven- he doesnât even speak about you at work because heâs so terrified of someone sullying his perfect angel :-( gets rly flighty when people ask if he has a partner bc he just needs to keep u safe and hidden. :-(
heâd buy a house for the two of you- set up beautifully and exactly to your taste. thereâd be a pretty garden for you to sit in and read in those fluffy little dresses you both love so much, a studio where you can paint as much as you want all day (he thinks itâs so cute that all you can manage to paint is him in different poses)
youâre so far gone you donât even know itâs unhealthy bc it just feels so good not to have to think about anything. he has people to take care of everything- from groceries to laundry to lunch, and he doesnât want to hear any word of you working- even in the garden.
when heâs home (and not inside of u) heâs fussing over everything- wonât even let you get up to get a glass of water bc youâre his princess and he can always do it!! you just have to ask, silly.
something about keeping your life simple, clean, and lovely the way his never has been just flips a switch in his brain. he wants to protect you, to keep you, to mark you and to fuck you so good that youâd never DREAM of leaving him
CW: , body worship, breeding kink, sexual content, praise, dirty talk ig but itâs nice? Kakashi is touch starved, unprotected sex, breeding kink is mentioned, didn't rly emphasize on the soft yandere part but eh he's just obsessed with reader in this
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
Kakashi hated going on long missions. He used to look forward to them when he had nobody, but now that youâre patiently waiting for him in your shared apartment all he cared about was being with you. Unfortunately for him, heâs the copy-nin whoâs mastered over a thousand jutsus. Kakashi doesnât get much time off because of his reputation and skills. Heâd been sent out on a month-long assassination mission by Hiruzen. Kakashi promised you that he would try to be back within three weeks, but ultimately he can't help how much time it would take. He always rushes his missions, his record time is a month long mission within one week.
Sadly for him, he made it back in a month and a half. It really wasn't fair. Kakashi deserved to be with his sweet darling, cuddled in between your thighs as he read Icha Icha, yet he had to be on a difficult mission where he almost died on three different occasions.
The second Kakashi gets back home in the safety of your shared apartment, he's already taking off pieces of his clothing, he didn't want to waste a second, really it's a compliment to you. You're so addicting to him that every second matters.
He'd call out your name and wait for your response. The second he heard your voice coming from the bedroom he smirked, he made a beeline for the room. He saw you getting up, assuming you were going to greet him, but he immediately shoved you back on the bed and climbed on top of you. You could feel his hard-on through his underwear as he slowly grinded against you. His forehead touched yours, and he mumbled out "I missed you baby," before passionately kissing you. His hands roaming your body and he'd try to cover you up with his body as much as possible.
He just loves to feel like he can protect you okay? Please don't try to get on top when he's like this. He's doing this more for himself, he NEEDS to keep his sweet little baby safe, and he'll make sure you know, "It's okay baby, I'm back. You don't have to worry about a thing, let me take care of you okay?"
Just a few other things that he would say while exploring your body:
"I missed you so much my baby, miss that gorgeous face of yours."
"I can't believe that you're all mine, you're too ethereal to be real."
"Baby, I need to feel you around me right now, please, I fucking need this divine pussy around my cock."
Kakashi would kiss every part of your neck, sucking on certain areas before moving over to the next. He loves leaving hickeys on you since no one else would see them. His fingers would be all over your breast, gently massaging them while still grinding his hard on into you.
At this point he'd rip off your clothes, they're in the way and he's tired of not feeling your skin around him. five weeks without you makes Kakashi desperate for any sort of skin contact (He already craves it just by having you around).
Kakashi would eat you out after marking your body. He needs to remind you that he's the only person who can make you feel so pleasured. He's an extremely observant man so you rarely have to tell him what you want. He quickly figured that out on his own.
He would say things like "I can tell you missed me, doll, you're absolutely soaked. Such a good girl for me."
"I missed your taste, I promise I'll devour your cunt every night I'm here to make up for it."
He wouldn't let you cum yet, oh no, he wants to come together since he thinks it's much more intimate. He'd keep on eating you out until he knew you would be ready to take his cock with comfort and ease. Both your pleasure and his are of equal priority to Kakashi.
He won't stop eating you out until you're begging him to absolutely ravage your pussy, and when he does he makes his way back up to your face by leaving a trail of soft kisses on your body. He truly knows how to make you feel loved and adored in these moments. He'd put his forehead against yours and lines up his hard, throbbing cock against your soaked cunt, asking if you were ready. He knows you are, Kakashi just wants to hear one last "Please just fuck me, Kashi..." before he thrust into you.
"So perfect, my perfect baby..."
"Did you miss my cock? Tell me who makes you feel this way, Y/N."
"You're taking me so well, doll. That's my girl, my good girl."
Every time he calls you his good girl, he adds emphasis by pounding into you harder than usual. He's extremely vocal when he's been gone, Kakashi adores the effect it has on you.
Overall he's extremely passionate, giving you quick kisses but pulling away to hear your wonderful moans, whispering sweet nothings into your ears, a string of "I-love-you's" coming out of his mouth often, slowing down the pace to soak in the beautiful sight he feels he's been blessed with.
He has his hands roaming around your body again, but they're usually holding your face as his arms rest besides your head. Again, he loves the feeling of protecting you, especially during sex. It makes him go absolutely feral.
SPEAKING OF FERAL, Kakashi doesn't usually think about having kids, but seeing his sweet princess under him in her most pleasured stated gives him thoughts about it. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad? He's always wanted to cum inside of you... And what better way to make you his than by cumming inside?
cw// blood, yandere chrollo, yandere reader, slight nsfw but only like 1 or 2 lines? death, mentions of murder
âyou donât mind that iâm like this⌠right?â you mumbled against chrolloâs chest. you refused to look up at him out of pure shame. anyone else would have ran away by now, the fact that he stayed in the room with blood stains splattered across spoke volumes to you. any of your past lovers would have either stared in shock or called you insane, either way they would be on their deathbed soon after discovering your⌠habit. it was always such a shame to see them go, you cried your heart out when you were forced to kill the ones that claimed to love you.
they just didnât understand that your love was intense and pure, your loyalty was undivided. they had to die, they needed to if they couldnât grasp the concept of your love. they werenât worthy of such a grand display of affection.
Chrollo chuckled, his right hand now placed on the back of your head as he scratched your hair. ânot at all, my beloved,â he took a deep inhale, the scent of death felt so lovely when encased with your aura, â(y/n), this is truly the best case-scenario i could imagine.â a small grin found its way to chrolloâs face as he spoke, imagining how many youâve killed all for the sake of his love. you pulled away from his chest, tears were sliding down your precious face. chrollo still held you as if you were made out of glass.
âdo you mean it?â you whispered, âyouâll still be my darling?â a hint of hope evident as your eyes widened.
youâre absolutely precious in his eyes. youâre too good to be true. and the best part? he knew damn well that you viewed him in the same exact manor. youâre perfect. chrollo leaned in and kissed your forehead gently, a small chuckle escaping his soft lips. lips that you wished were against your neck and chest.
âiâll always be your darling, my sweet (y/n). no one will take my spot, is that understood?â you could practically feel the dopamine rushing through your body. you nodded rapidly. tears of anxiety and sadness were replaced by that of joy. âiâve already killed for you as well my beloved, nothing will tear you apart from me.â
âyouâve killed for me?!â you boomed out in excitement. the pure happiness on your face was unmistakable. you didnât mean to be so loud, but the idea of chrollo understanding and even having your same sense of love and adoration- well, thereâs only one conclusion you could come to.
âare you my soulmate, darling?â chrollo relished in the sweet sound of your voice. gods, he wanted to listen to you speak anything and everything for hours. the genuineness in your question went straight to his dick, a twitch that you clearly felt considering how close your bodies were. your heart raced, even his typically well composed body gave away at how much he wanted you at this moment.
âif weâre not soulmates, i fear that they simply wouldnât exist. let me help you get rid of this body, weâll continue this conversation at home, beloved.â
hi nonnie ! iâm so sorry but the only blog i can think of immediately is narudere but they havenât been active in a while. iâll def be active more too once i figure out my living situation !
honestly i just add yandere before a x reader tag if that helps too
Warnings : (TW) Corruption. Vaginal penetration. Use of God's name for shady purpose. Manipulation (?). Daddy kink (just once.).
A/N: I don't know a lot about religion, and this is a work of fiction. I might (certainly) write some things wrong, but don't take it seriously & personally. Thank you! English isn't my first language.
Reminder of the plot : Does the devil fuck good?
Inspired by : the Devil itself.
wc: ~4,000.
Header source : Unknown. Divider source.
Kinktober event. Masterlist.
The day your life stopped was when your sister died. She was your everything, always by your side. You lost her in a car accident, the driver crashed into her car at midnight, while she was coming back from a party. She wasn't even drunk, but he was. And so, on a cold winter night, she left you forever. You've never been close to your parents, and she was all that you had. You were single, not in a need to find someone. Why would you when you had her? Maria was enough.
And so, your world crumbled. Your heart shattered, and you couldn't find any sense in your life. Your friends convinced you to go on, to fight. And that's what you did. But not alone. You found help, seeked shelter somewhere you would have never thought of before.Â
Religion.
It was unexpected, as for you as for your friends. But you found comfort, compassion and understanding. Father Keith has been, and still was, an incredible support for you. He was a good listener and advisor. He never pressured you into joining his parish, but after weeks of confessing, complaining and crying, you figured that you should at least give him that. And that's what you did. You got used very quickly, coming every Sunday to the church. Father Keith made a place of his own in your heart, and you could finally see the end of this dark tunnel that has been your life for months now. As much as you were feeling better, you knew deep down, you were still weak. Your mind and heart were deeply wounded, and those injuries couldn't leave from one day to another. It took time, a long time. However, father Keith seemed worried about you.
You remember the last discussion like it was yesterday.
"Listen, y/n. You need to be careful. You are not at peace at the moment, and entities seek that. They will take advantage of your weaknesses and use them against you, to use you, manipulate you, devour you. You need to build a mental barrier, one that will prevent them from even trying to reach for your soul."Â
You heard him that time. Listened very well, and got scared too. Because now that religion was part of your life, you knew what was lurking in the shadows, awaiting for you to show an ounce of weakness. Father Keith even offered his help, saying that you needed some spiritual protection from the darkness.Â
But it has been a week since you talked to him, and you haven't heard anything from him since then. Worried you were. You tried to call him, to no avail. You tried to visit the church, but the other employees said that none of them heard from him for days now.
Two weeks have gone by, without any news from Father Keith. Desperate, you were ready to leave the parish, his parish.Â
And so, you went to the church. It was pretty late in the afternoon, almost 8 pm. It was the start of September, and the chilly air was getting through your clothes, making you shiver.Â
Opening the huge wooden doors, you stumbled upon something unexpected. A man, who seemed younger than Father Keith, wearing robes similar to his, talking with some members of the parish. Long black hair, a small headband covering his forehead, and eyes as grey as a stormy morning.Â
You were surprised, flustered a bit, and dumbfounded.Â
"Y/N! You're here, it's awesome! Come meet our new Father, Father Kuroro Rucifuru!" You nodded, still stunned by the sight. Walking to your acquaintances and the new Father, you bowed a bit, showing him respect.
"And you must be y/n! Glad to finally meet you my dear. I've heard a lot of things about you." Looking up, you met his eyes, but the look in them seemed off. Biting your lip, you smiled a bit, trying to shrug the uneasy feeling away. "I'm happy to meet you, Father Rucifuru. Pardon me, but where did Father Keith go?"
A small chuckle left his mouth, and he sighed, as if what you were saying was already annoying him." It is confidential. But what I can tell is that Father Keith will not come back. But, I'm gladly picking his faithful members up. You included, miss y/n."
Not knowing how to react, you simply nodded, your brain trying to figure out what happened to Father Keith.
"Okay. Then, I guess I'll see you tomorrow evening?" Frowning, you tried to think what he was talking about. Your acquaintances seemed to have left already, but you didn't even notice before. "Tomorrow? But it's not Sunday."
"Oh I know, but your weekly confessing sessions are on Wednesdays, aren't they?"
Silence settled between you, as you tried to understand how he could know that. Those sessions weren't official, nor declared. So how did he know that?
"How do you-"
"He told me. Him and I used to be close."
"UsedâŚ?"Â
"Hm hm. Well then, see you tomorrow, miss y/n." Turning around, a small smirk on his face, Father Rucifuru left you alone, in the cold and dark church.Â
That night, you couldn't sleep well. You've never been one to be superstitious. But some strange noises disturbed your sleep. You heard footsteps, you heard whispers. But you knew your neighbours were always loud at this time of the night. It was probably something going on with the reverberation, nothing too dramatic. However, you had time to think about Father Rucifuru's words.Â
'Used' what did it mean? Could that possibly be that they didn't talk anymore? But then again⌠Or, something tragic happened to your dear Father.Â
You decided not to go to the evening session. Just because you weren't comfortable enough with Father Rucifuru, and also because something was off, and despite not being able to tell what exactly, your instinct told you to back off.Â
A month later, mid-October. Many things have happened since Father Keith's disappearance. Father Rucifuru has been an incredible human being, never reproached you for your behaviour during the first week. He has been surprisingly nice and understanding. Never questioned your motives, and that is what made you doubt your first impression. Maybe you have been a bit too much, maybe you exaggerated, maybe you over thought it. And that's also why two weeks later, you agreed to start evening sessions with him. He insisted on transforming the one meeting into three, on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays.
But maybe it wasn't just his welcoming and warm attitude that pulled you to him. MaybeâŚ, there was something else, something hidden from your sight. Because why would you rub your thighs together each time he was around you? Why did his touch on your shoulder awoke those sinful desires? Fantasising on your Father, it sounded so wrong and so⌠taboo. Did it prevent you from thinking of him, your fingers deep in your cunt? No.
This man turned your world upside down, and things were getting out of hand. Manifestations were everywhere. But not only reminders of him. Some were different. You remember the first one. It was almost midnight, and someone tried to call you on your mobile phone. You didn't check who it was, and answered immediately. But no one ever replied to your voice. You only heard glitching sounds, and as you finally looked at the number, you froze. '666'.
Wasn't it⌠the devil numbers? That night, you couldn't sleep, again. After that moment, you seemed to notice more and more signs like this one. A lot of flies have been present in your house, whispers during the night were getting louder and louder, definitely preventing you from sleeping and resting.
After days like that, you decided to talk about it with Father Rucifuru. He would surely know what to do in this situation.Â
At the start of October, a week ago, you confessed. Now on your bed, you were recalling your talk with him.
Entering the empty church, you search for your dear Father, seeking help. Fortunately for you, he was sitting on a bench in the first row. He didn't seem to notice you, or if he did, he didn't show it. His eyes were closed, the headband still very much present around his head. His hands were clapped together, and you thought he was praying. Not bothering him, you waited behind him, on another bench. "Need help?"
"I do. I'm⌠afraid, Father Rucifuru."
Not turning around to look at you, he straightened up, rolling his shoulders. "Tell me more, my dear y/n."
The pet name made you blush. It was the forbidden fruit, the temptation. Not only was he a man of religion, but you were a virgin. Never been touched by someone before, the innocence and pureness still in your blood.
"I believe I'm being targeted by entities."
"Do you?"
And you explained everything. The events that occurred a few nights before, the ones from the past night, everything. You did not forget any element, pouring your fears in your words, tears running down your cheeks as the night was slowly settling in the sky. Father Rucifuru never interrupted you, and only at the end of your speech did he face you.
"It definitely looks like someone wants to disturb your peace. You told me that you've seen the devil's numbers too? Hm. That looks serious, love. Because if the devil is involved, nothing can save you. Not even religion." Your eyes opened wide at his words, not expecting that.Â
"OhâŚ" His warm hand settled on yours, and, looking up at him, you breathed deeply. He whispered something, so low.
"A pretty virgin like youâŚ"Â
You didn't hear it, so you smiled at him. He was such a nice Father.
He always had a book in his hand, a black leather one, with a small cross on it. Each and everytime you asked questions about it, he shrugged it off, explaining that his bible was a bit different from the usual one.
During the week that followed this evening, Father Rucifuru has been a bit more⌠present in your life. He called you every evening, and you didn't know if you were imagining things, but it felt like he was hiding something from you. Always by your side, a warm grin on his face whenever he was looking at you. And the same feeling appeared again. It was as if something was lurking in the shadows, and you were the prey. You felt hands on your body when you were asleep. You were dreaming of scary things at night. You had the impression that someone, or something, was always following you, observing you. Which certainly conditioned you for the events of tonight.
You were coming home from work, it was almost 7 pm, and you were exhausted. Mentally and physically. The day has been rough, rude customers made you almost tear up, but you kept your chin high. Unlocking your door, you let your bag fall on the ground, taking your shoes off, tossing them away somewhere in your house. As you walked further in the corridor, taking your jacket off, you shivered. Someone was inside. You could feel it. You could⌠sense it. A presence was somewhere here. Biting your lip to restrain the cry from leaving your mouth, you tiptoed, going deeper. Taking a knife in the kitchen, you visited the rooms one by one. Eyes shining with salty drops, you breathed steadily, trying to calm the rapid beating of your heart. In the end, no one was here. But you knew it, deep down. It wasn't human. Turning around, you scrutinised your living room, feeling as if something was off. Eyes ranking the walls, you opened your mouth in a silent scream.Â
The cross.Â
It was turned upside down.
Taking your phone out of your pocket with shaky hands, you dialed Father Rucifuru's number. Quickly explaining the situation to him, a panic tone lacing your voice, you ran away, putting your shoes on quickly, taking your keys car with you.
"Find me at the church, we will pray together, y/n."
Only one sentence, and you felt your insides warming up despite the horror coursing through your body. Reaching your car in the parking lot, you heard the metallic door slamming hard behind you. Throwing a glance at it, you started crying as you fidgeted your keys, trying to open the car. The door was opening by itself, the lights behind it twinkling. You knew something was present in the shadows. That's why you didn't lose time and started the engine as soon as your ass was on the driver seat.
The radio was turned off, but as you drove away, it kept playing some random music, despite you pressing the button regularly.Â
You almost got into an accident as you were driving at a speed which was probably not allowed by the law.
Parking quickly in front of the church, you almost ran to its doors, opening them widely, finding Father Kuroro standing up in front of Jesus's statue.Â
"Father! I need your help!! I know you said that nothing could be done to save me but-"
"Shhh. Come here, love." His hand extended in your direction, and you pressed yourself, yours engulfing in his bigger one. "Follow me."
He led you to the endless corridors, and as you observed the place, you noticed you were alone. "Why are you even here that late?"
A cold chuckle erupted from his throat as he tightened the hold on your hand. "Because some people need help, like you do."
The new room you were now in looked almost the same as the nave. Now wrapping his hand around your upper arm, Father Rucifuru brought you to the autel with him.Â
"On your knees."
Listening, you kneeled, hands automatically coming together, his hand resting on the top of your head.
"I asked, and God answered. There is one way for you to be saved, y/n." As the mention of God, you smiled. You wouldn't be doomed, you weren't cursed, God was here to protect you through Father Rucifuru's body.
"Thank you dear lord for-"
"You're a virgin. And what demons love is purity. God told me earlier⌠you have to give your innocence away to let them go. They won't be interested anymore." Your eyes which were previously closed opened wide at his request. It sounded wrong, vile and not true.Â
"How did you know that I was a virg-"
"God told me. Did you forget? I'm a man of faith. I preach God's love." Swallowing hard, you looked up at the crucifix. Tears spilled from your eyes.Â
But you trusted your Father. You knew he was right. When it came to God, he knew better. He was the one telling you how to put an apple on your nightstand every night. He was the one convincing you to call out for help in front of your mirrors. He was the one telling you that the holy hour was from 3 am to 4 am.Â
You felt him crouch down, his fingers playing with your locks, freeing your face from them as he tucked one behind your ear. His warm breath brushed your nape, as his other hand settled on your hip. "Do you want God and I to help you, y/n? This method will work, I assure you."Â
Warmth spread in your core at his dark voice, and you unintentionally leaned in his body. Exhaling, you licked your lip, tasting your salty tears.Â
"I do, Father."
"Good girl." His hand wrapped around your throat as you pressed your thighs together. His mouth found your neck, leaving wet kisses all over it. You didn't know what was happening. You didn't understand what you were doing, what you were about to do. But if God said that you should give your innocence to Father Rucifuru then, you would gladly do it.Â
Smirking against your skin, Kuroro started sucking, leaving a few purple marks on your sensitive flesh.Â
You were such a naive little thing. You never noticed his hungry eyes everytime you were around him, you never understood how vile he was. Never questioned Father Keith's disappearance too. Never asked how it was possible for him to communicate with God.
Yes, he found the perfect toy to corrupt.Â
Taking a fistful of your hair, he pulled you up with him, bending you over the autel. His slender fingers quickly found your panties, and his eyes darkened at the feeling. "You're drenched. Surprising. God never wanted you to take pleasure in this sinful act, love. You shouldn't feel this aroused, I'm merely helping a woman in danger."
Ashamed, you let your forehead rest on the cold stone, eyes closed as you shivered under Father Rucifuru's ministrations. His fingers were caressing your slit still covered by your panties. Tears were still wetting your cheeks as your juices were coating your thong. "Please FatherâŚ"
Hearing the sound of a belt falling on the ground, you whimpered, getting extremely excited. It was wrong, so wrong. Yet, you couldn't help but feel giddy as his hand pressed against the small of your back, your ass propelled in the air. Both of his hands rested on your cheeks, fondling them before spreading open. "Silence."
One word made you tremble. But you complied. Bringing your fist to your mouth, you bit it hard as you felt the tip of his cock running on your naked cunt. You didn't even know when he took your underwear off, but it wasn't important. "God would be embarrassed to see you like this, y/n."
You were ready to answer, ready to ask him the meaning of it since he has been the one telling you that God asked him to steal your innocence. But your words got lost in a loud moan as Father Rucifuru slid his tip inside you, already stretching you. "So tight. I shouldn't be surprised, for a virgin."
Not letting you time to adjust, he slammed his cock deep inside your pussy, his base meeting your clit. Taking both of your wrists, he brought them to your back, using them as a new way to ram into you hard, giving him the possibility to hold onto something. His groans filled the cold room as the only light was produced by the moon. Your lip was bleeding due to your teeth sunk in it. The feeling of your warm walls around his fat dick made Father Rucifuru throw his head back in pleasure. The lewd noises excited him more, making him quicken his pace.
The tip was now kissing your cervix with each expert thrust of his hips, and not controlling your body, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. It was so good. How could it be considered a sin? This pleasure was incomparable to what you felt before, and you wanted it to last as long as possible.Â
Drool started forming on the corners of your mouth as your name was moaned by Father Rucifuru. Slowly but surely, you could feel your throat getting tighter and tighter. "Father Rucifuru!! You're so deep! 'So good."
His loud chuckle sent direct shocks to your pussy, making you clench harder around his girth. Your hair suddenly being pulled, you had no other option but to look up, your eyes meeting Jesus figure. "Kuroro!"
His hands still holding your hair and wrists, he growled when your body jolted forwards due to his repetitive hard thrusts.Â
Your juices were coating his length, and his eyes were glued to your pretty little pussy. You were taking him so well. He was ball deep inside you but he wanted to corrupt you more. To taint your soul to a degree which would leave you helpless. Letting you go and pulling out at the same time, he turned you swiftly, your back now painfully pressed against the cold autel, facing him. "What are you doing, Father?"
Your glassy eyes bore on him, as he looped his hands under your knees, spreading your legs open. "Hold on the autel." Your small hand gripping tightly the stone, you yelped as he lifted you up, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist as he sank once again in your pussy. One of his hands found your back, supporting you, as the second circled your throat. "You like that, yeah? Such a nasty thing. You like being fucked in front of God and Jesus? You like your Father's cock? YourâŚ" Leaning a bit, making his tip brushing your cervix again, he finished his sentence. "... Daddy's cock?"
Choking on your tears, you took advantage of the new position to wrap your arms around his neck, bringing you into a stand and carry position. He was so deep now, filling you up so well. Your head went backwards, losing all your forces as he slammed into you. "Good, good girl for daddy."
"Father Rucifuru I-"
Eventually deciding to drop the act, he cocked an eyebrow at you, still fucking you hard. His voice boomed over the sound of his balls slapping against your ass.
"Not my name. This one was a fake one. My real name is Chrollo Lucilfer."
He said it in a smooth way, and you didn't even register his name. Too fucked up to say anything, you nodded fervently at him as you tried to kiss his mouth. "I don't do that shit. You take my cock and you shut up, human."
Blood was slowly running down his back as your nails pierced his skin, but it was nothing compared to your juices dripping from your pussy, drenching his naked thighs. "I know you're close. Look at me."
As you opened your eyes, body still bouncing on his cock, you emitted a shrill scream. His beautiful grey eyes were now pitch black, and elongated canines could be seen on each corner of his mouth. Squirming, you moaned and cried at the feeling. You didn't know what was happening, but you were disgusted. His face wasn't the same as before, and small horns were now visible on his head. "What are-mmh!"Â
Moving his hips at the inhuman pace, Chrollo laughed loudly, letting his claws tearing your skin open. You sobbed, because his member was bruising your g-spot making you see stars. But you were terrified. Father Rucifuru wasn't human. He was horrendous, but his cock made you feel so good. You could feel each vein of his fat length. "Dumb girl."
Legs spasming around his waist, you creamed his cock so hard, cumming loudly. As black dots filled your vision, you felt him pulling out, letting you fall on the ground. Fingers tangled in your hair, he forced you on your knees. You blinked a few times, face to face with his big cock. His free hand was pumping his length, his thumb playing with his tip. The long and dark claws made you grimace, and as you tried to free yourself from his hold, Chrollo held you tighter, restraining your moves. "I'm gonna paint this sinner face. Gonna mark you forever. No God will want you back."Â
You cried and cried, tears streaming down your face as his laboured pants reached your pussy. As you closed your eyes, you felt hot spurts of cum spatter your face, sticking to your hair and eyelashes. Your body was left with no energy, and as you were about to pass out, Chrollo whispered wickedly.
"The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist."
Darkness. Nothing more, nothing left.
You woke up with a blinding light. Groaning a bit, you opened your eyes as you felt agitation around you. "Miss y/n! You're awake! Good. We were extremely worried."
Frowning in confusion, you looked at the familiar face. A woman of the church. But as you were ready to straighten up, you hissed, your belly hurting you. Looking through your hospital gown, you breathed sharply. An inverted cross was traced deep in your skin. And that's when you realised it. Father Rucifuru, or should you say Chrollo Lucilfer? Shutting your eyes closed at the memory of his true nature, you gulped. Because what he told you was right.
No God would ever want a girl who gave her innocence to the Devil.
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i imagine that chrollo would place great value in experiencing a "domestic lifestyle" with you, just for the sake of trying it. he's read about it in books and heard about it from word of mouth, this seemingly quintessential home life that he never got to experience. the streets of meteor city were cold and ruthless. it formed him into the hollow shell of a person that he is today. chrollo is on the lookout for identity, a place of belonging, and assigns the task to you to help him. whether you want to or not, you've been wrapped into his narrative.
basically, he wouldn't want to change his criminal habits/lack of staying in one place, you'd just be a bonus. a nice face to come back to after a day of mayhem, a constant presence that he can lean on. chrollo likes the idea of knowing he has you waiting for him. it's his bastardization of a loving relationship. he'll employ methods to keep you in your hotel room, or penthouse suite, whatever your accommodations at the time are; then go about his business as normal.
his ideal life with you is periodically dragging you around the world and getting you to rely more on him in the process. in return, he gets to interact with you, and be the single most important person in your life. whether you want to admit it or not, that is what he becomes. chrollo doesn't delude himself into thinking what he's doing is right, nor does he care to justify it to you or himself. he's lived by the philosophy that the strong can do whatever they please for as long as he can remember.
and if he wants you to always be by his side, no matter the complaints you may voice... then well, that's what he's going to get.
Hey Chrollo, this diamond necklace is super nice, can you get it for me?
tw: yandere, kidnapped reader, implied violence
Youâre joking, really. Scrolling through the pages of some auction magazine he brought home, pointing to the photos in a 3-page piece on a necklace that once belonged to some-queen-or-other, now set to go to auction for what was sure to be a hefty sum. An extravagant, ancient thing, studded with diamonds and a priceless pearl in the center--a sparkling collar with all the weight of ancient serfdom.
But he sets down his own book and sits down next to you anyway, and you slide over on the couch to avoid as much closeness as possible.
âThis one?â He asks, finger tapping the page.
You shrug. âSure. I mean, Iâve always wanted a piece of jewelry that costs more than Iâd ever make in 1000 lifetimes.â Your voice is flippant, bitter, a perfect reflection of how youâve been feeling lately. Trapped in a tense, comfortable cage with nothing to do but think and read and converse with Chrollo, when you couldnât take the silence anymore.
He hums, and you canât help but study the expression on his face as he closes his eyes and seemingly considers your proposal. You donât really want it, but youâre bored and tired and restless and itâs too early to give up the game.Â
âI didnât think you were one to part with morals so easily,â he says finally, looking at you once more.Â
âWhat do you mean?â
âWell,â he continues, flipping the page and pointing to the not-so-subtle description of the high security around the auction and its prized centerpiece necklace. âI will have to kill all of the security guards. And in all likelihood, the auction coordinator and his assistants, since theyâll be working in-house around the clock in preparation for the main event. âÂ
His finger trails along the photo, tracing the curves of the necklaceâs dripping diamonds. âOf course, a necklace like this will probably have tracers implanted until after its final sale. Iâll need to track down who has access to that information and kill them as well, along with any witnesses.âÂ
He seems to consider further, looking into your eyes for a moment before staring down at your neck, at your exposed collarbone.
âBut... perhaps it will be worth it, to see such an exquisite thing around your neck.â
Any entertainment the game had is gone.
âForget it,â you mumble, feeling drained and cold. âI was kidding.â
a/n: honorable mention, once again, @cursedmoonchild , for being there for me when i felt like shit and helping me writing this
âShe looks so cute!â Gojo yelled loudly, getting an uninterested hum from Kakashi and an annoyed Aizawaâs grunt in return. Her senseis apparently wanted to play a little dress up with her, asking her to wear that little skirt she used to wear at school, her loose cravat that rested on her chest they so loved...
Now she was right in front of them, her panties stuffed inside Gojoâs pocket, probably never getting them back, and her face flushed with the slight embarrassment. She was a bright student of their, even though she thought lowly of some of her teachers. That including Kakashi and Gojo too.
Her hands shook in excitement with these three men, holding her, touching and embracing her just as they wanted.
Simply recreating one of the scenes in Kakashi's infamous, all-time-favourite book, which she never approved and called him out for being a pervert. He didnât bother to get his mask off even with this intense scene going on, only giving her kisses through the fabric.
But that was okay, she was closer to her sensei than anyone, especially when she was all spread out for him, resting on his lap as he teased her cunt with his fingertips. Even if she used to think that he was just a boring, old pervert, it didnât change the fact that she was whimpering for him at that moment.
He tapped his fingers patiently on her thighs, holding her legs apart as he gave Aizawa a show, who was kneeling in front of her, facing her wet folds directly.
âAlmost feels wrong to get my student into such state,â Aizawa sighed, feeling a pang of guilt growing inside him but it was soon all gone as he noticed the way she ground on Kakashi's thigh. That said, he was probably her favourite teacher, and assumably the only teacher she never acted like a bitch.
Her gaze rested on Aizawa's eyes much to his delight, biting her lip as she got him going with that seductive look on her face.
âAizawa-sensei,â She said, leaving the long-haired male in such desperate state with that pretty voice. âIâm glad youâre here,â She reassured him, her juices wetting Kakashi's pants slowly whenever she moved her hips on his leg, trying to relieve the needy ache in between her legs.
Aizawa gave her a genuine smile as Kakashi's gloved hands brushed against her sensitive skin, making her wiggle right on top of him to avoid the tingling feeling. His bare fingertips caressed her clit, a needy moan left her lips as her eyes found Gojoâs. She was never really interested in him either, thinking he was a man-child, and an airhead.
Surprisingly, he wasnât wearing his usual attire, that one blindfold he almost never took off. Maybe it was for to see her even better and take that delicious sight in, the first thing he did when she arrived was taking the clothing off of his face, letting his silky white hair fall to his forehead.
She saw Aizawa palming himself through his black pants, his dry eyes fully focused on her cunt, spasming and clenching around nothing desperately as Kakashi kept teasing her. "Sensei..." they heard her crying out, frustrated from this ongoing situation. Gojo took a step closer to her, kneeling right beside Aizawa, gaze staying on her face as he almost had a mocking expression on him.
"What is it, baby?" Gojo said with much fake-love in his voice, his thumb reaching out to caress her bottom lip. He smirked as she gave him a begging look, lips quivering and eyes filled with tears. "Sensei, please, w-want more..." She whispered, causing Kakashi to chuckle lightly.
This sight reminded Gojo of her schooldays, where she acted like she was the boss around the class, and how sheâd always argue with them no matter what. She thought, no, she was smart, but it was no excuse to mock her teachers, but apparently she had no respect for them.
âActing all smart every day, but takes the first opportunity to be filled with your teachers cum.â Gojo said, obviously making fun of her desperate situation as he tutted shamefully. âAlmost makes me think that you were asking for this.â
Tears started to run down her cheeks in frustration, also thighs starting to hurt with this stretch Kakashi caused, never letting her go. He played with the hem of her skirt, not saying a word, being the reserved one compared to Gojo.
Aizawa's free hand caressed her thighs as he started to remove his pants, letting them fall on the ground with a slight tug. Her eyes widened to the sight of her sensei's cock she dreamed of so often, all swollen and wet with pre-cum, looking deliciously good in his fist. Aizawa smirked, sitting on the ground once again as soon as he got rid of his pants, leaning back until his back hit the dresser behind him, man-spreading, he kept stroking his cock lazily.
"She's dripping," Kakashi commented, realizing how she tried to grind on his muscular thighs, pretending it's Aizawa's dick under her cunt. She bit down on her lip as she felt Gojo's finger slipping into her entrance, effortlessly filling her tight insides. "Sensei!" she moaned out, arching her back until her head rested on Kakashi's shoulder. He gave her neck kisses through his mask, the fabric of it slightly making her giggle as she bucked her hips to meet Gojo's skillful finger.
She reached to Kakashi's hand that was holding her by her thigh, motioning it to her neck to kindly ask him to choke her, without even saying a word. Kakashi smiled slightly, his eyes closing as he kept circling his two fingers on her clit, Gojo messing with her insides at the same time.
Aizawa smiled as he realized her eyes never left his cock, not even for a second even though she had two hands playing with her needy pussy at that moment. It made him feel superior compared to those two men, but he also expected it to be this way, since he was probably the nicest one around.
He looked at her daringly, noticing how she moaned louder whenever Kakashi clenched his hand around her throat. "Are you enjoying yourself?" Aizawa asked with his tired, low voice she loved hearing.
She nodded quickly, giving him a smile as she bit on her bottom lip slightly, feeling too good with Gojoâs now second finger stretching her open. She felt Kakashi's clothed bulge poking her thigh, she tried to reposition herself to feel his length fully. Hearing his giggle, she turned her gaze away from Aizawa to meet Kakashi's mismatched eyes. "Kakashi-sensei..." She said, getting his attention on her lips.
He gulped down, feeling too hot in his clothing that covered almost his entire body, and the way she kept grinding herself on him didn't help, not even a single bit. "What is it?" He said, breathing out in his mask. He knew what she was craving for, but to hear her saying it out loud made it even better. "I- Can I have you inside me, s-sensei?" She asked kindly.
âArenât you too daring? As I recall,â He said, shifting in his seat, effortlessly moving her up on his lap with his strong legs. âYou thought I was boring?â
She felt her mind going numb with the accusation, and the fact that it was true made her cry out even more. âI-Iâm sorry, Kakashi-sensei...â She said, her hands squeezing the sides of his thighs. âI donât think youâre boring.â She confessed, admitting that she was wrong about him.
She turned to her other sensei, Gojo, who was still in between her legs as she felt him pulling his fingers out of her. A cry escaped her lips, wiggling on top of Kakashi with the empty feeling surrounding her. "Aizawa-sensei!" She whined, getting the maleâs attention who still stroked his cock, watching her twitching and shaking for more. He smirked, teasing his tip with his thumb. âYes?â He asked, pretending to be uninterested.
She was frustrated, the fact that they were toying with her like she was a fuckdoll made her feel empty, and horny at the same time. They wouldnât give her what she wanted, not if she didnât do something about it.
She slowly got up from Kakashiâs lap, her skirt rolled up almost all the way up her legs, leaving little to imagination. Her hands found the buttons of her shirt, slowly undoing them as she walked towards Aizawa with her legs shaking in need, desperate to feel any kind of contact. Gojo turned to the side as she walked past him, giving her thighs a playful slap and causing her to giggle in between her sniffs.
She tossed her shirt to the side, kneeling in front of Aizawa, then got on all fours. He quickly reached for the headband on his wrist, tying his hair up in a man-bun to get rid of the sweat forming on his forehead, starting to feel nervous to see such a pretty face in between his lets. She licked her lips to the sight, he was already insanely handsome but with his face all bare open... It made her needier than ever.
âNeed something, kitty?â He asked with his low voice, eyes barely staying on her face as he eyed the way her breasts rested on her bra. She giggled with the way Aizawaâs eyes widen, arching her back, getting Kakashiâs attention with the sight of her thigh-highs squeezing her soft thighs. âMay I taste you, Aizawa-sensei?â she nearly purred, getting her face closer to his dick. It was her usual self, so respectful to Aizawa as ever, his pretty little kitty.
His breath hitched in his throat, but somehow he managed to keep his voice steady, probably due to being used to scolding his students any time he needed to. âHm? Go ahead.â He said, being the man of few words like always. She leaned down, giving his tip kitten licks just like he liked, teasing him with the lack of sensation.
Just then, she felt a pair of hands caressing her hips, which belonged to Gojo. âDo you mind?â He asked with a grin plastered on his face, not even waiting for an answer as he slapped her ass. âGojo-sensei!â She moaned, head falling on Aizawaâs bare lap as her face rested right next to his cock, tip dripping wet with pre-cum.
âOr forget it, I donât mind even if you do.â He said. As Gojo kept teasing her hole, Kakashi left the room, talking about getting something real quick but her mind was too hazy to process anything at that moment. She hungrily watched Aizawaâs cock almost throbbing in need, kissing all the way from the base up to the tip, teasing him but she knew her teacher was not famous with his patience at all.
Aizawa grabbed her hair as he heard her moaning with the feeling of Gojoâs fingers barely going inside her, getting her closer to his needy member. Growing jealous that he made his kitty feel good, taking a deep breath to soothe his nerves.
She looked up at his red, tired-looking eyes almost glowing as they filled with satisfaction. He loved seeing his favourite student like that, all desperate, tongue rolled out and bent over right in front of him, practically begging to taste his cock.
She swirled her tongue around his tip, slowly letting him slide inside as he supported her with the push of his hand on her head. His other hand was busy stroking her cheek, his gaze didnât shift to Gojo even if he talked, all focused on her and her pretty lips moving up and down on his dick.
âDo you want my cock, baby?â Gojo said, she could only hum with Aizawaâs impressive length almost choking her completely. He had to bite back a laugh with that choked sound coming from her. âHuh? Whatâs that? The cock in your mouth is too fat?â He teased, making her frown in annoyance.
Gojo grinned, pulling his fingers out to undo his pants, pulling them down to fall to his knees. He grabbed himself, stroking his tip to her puffy lips, causing her to moan around the cock inside her mouth.
Aizawa let out a loud grunt with the sensation of her moans that sent shivers down his spine. âFuck, kitten...â He said, tugging on her hair as he pushed her head even more, feeling her tongue right under his dick. She felt every single vein of it, letting it get deeper into her mouth, almost gagging when it hit the back her throat.
âSuch a good girl.â Aizawa praised her, getting her in the mood since he didnât want her to get hurt because of Gojo.
She had to pull away for a second as Gojo pushed inside her, holding her by the waist, hips not-so-slowly moving. She moaned loudly with the full feeling, her entrance trying desperately to relax but it was no use, it kinda hurt due to his girth but her walls kept pulling him back inside whenever he tried to pull out. âSensei!â She whined, trying to muffle her moans as she pressed her lips together.
âOh, fucking-jesus!â Gojo groaned, slapping her thighs once more, so hard that it made her scream. She whimpered with the pleasure growing inside her belly, Gojo leaned down to play with her swollen clit to distract her. âWhat a tight fuckinâ cunt you have here... Shouldâve told me sooner baby, I would fuck you every day like the good little slut you are.â He muttered under his breath.
Just then, Kakashi came back to the room with his usual relaxed walk, despite the rock-hard cock in his pants. He took a seat next to her, watching how she tried pathetically to stroke Aizawa at the same time as Gojo kept hitting into her from the back, causing her to jolt back and forth.
Aizawa held her by the chin, moving her to his cock once again as he pushed his hips up to ease the needy feeling inside him. She whimpered into his length, feeling too much with Gojoâs cock practically ripping her apart. She started to suck Aizawa again, her hands finding his thighs as she hungrily lapped his dick.
She kept struggling with two cocks invading her insides, Kakashi slightly got up from the floor just enough to remove his pants. Her lustful eyes found his cock on the bare open, jerking himself off to the sight of her so vulnerably moaning against Aizawa as Gojo rocked his hips right behind her.
âWhatâs that?â Kakashi asked, getting her attention to his face. âAre you that much of a cockslut that two of them are not enough for you?â He grinned. Gojo let out a giggle, pressing into her back even more as he kept pounding inside her wet cunt, the entire room filling with her gagging voice and the wet, sloppy sounds coming right from her pussy.
âShe really is,â Gojo said, âI remember her being our lovely little student, who couldâve known?â He joked, almost humiliating her in front of the other two men, but that only caused her to tighten even more around him. Aizawa kept silent as he held her hair to prevent it from getting into her way.
âTell us,â Kakashi said with his usual teasing voice, âWere you always a slut like this, all wet inside your panties, acting innocent?â He said, his fingers brushing against his tip she so wanted a taste. He smirked down at her, pointing to Aizawa, who was filling her entire mouth at that moment. âYou love having your mouth stuffed with a cock so much, huh?â He grinned.
Every single one of them smiled at her state, Gojo started to feel himself getting closer to his release with every thrust, her walls spasming his cock hungrily. He let out a light moan, cursing under his breath as he smacked her ass. âShe feels so fucking good-â Gojo grunted, not wanting to cum so early but the way she kept tightening around him made it impossible to hold it in. He let himself go, filling her insides for the first time that night, but certainly not last.
Her eyes widened, but she didnât pull away even if Aizawa got his hand off of her head, not pressuring her into it anymore. Just then, his gaze shifted to the lube resting on the floor next to Kakashi.
âIs that what you went to get?â He asked, turning to the grey-haired man. He grinned through his mask, passing the lube to Aizawa with a push of his hands. He took it with shaky hands, feeling sensitive due to the hot and wet mouth wrapped around his entire shaft, shamelessly taking him in. âFuck-â He moaned out.
Gojo didn't pull out of her as he finally caught his breath, leaning in to grab the bottle in Aizawaâs hands. Her legs started shaking with the thick cock still resting inside her.
He took the lube as he eyed her hips from the back, hands still roaming on them, giving her thighs slight slaps to keep her in place. She moaned with the feeling of his cock slipping out of her sensitive walls, finally taking a deep breath as she kept sucking her sensei's cock without caring what Gojo and Kakashi were talking about.
"I'd give it a shot." Gojo said, giggling like a child as he wet his thumb with the lube, slowly spreading it into her hole, careful to not hurt her in a way she doesn't want. âTake a deep breath darling, or it will hurt and believe it or not, I wonât do anything about it.â
She gasped as she felt the tip of his thumb slowly going inside her, an unfamiliar feeling spread through her entire body as she tried to relax her legs and take the finger going inside her slowly. She turned her focus back to her long, black haired sensei as she felt him twitch inside her mouth.
âIâm gonna cum, fuck...â He said with that raspy voice of his that made her cunt clench around nothing whenever she heard it. She leaned in, taking his entire length inside her and moaned at the same time with Gojoâs fingers inside, deep inside her ass. âWhat a pretty kitty...â He said, caressing her hair lovingly.
Aizawa spilled his cum down her throat, pressuring her head while doing so, preventing her from leaning away from his cock. He breathed out then, finally being able to relax after that overwhelming session of her mouth. She gulped down his white liquid, feeling it leaving a salty taste on her tongue.
She was pulled away by Gojo then, placing her on his lap as his digit remained inside her, he gave her a few reassuring kisses. âOpen up darling, relax now...â He said, trying his best to not go feral with those cute little whimpers of hers. He pushed his finger a little more carefully, but had to stop with the yelping sound.
âSensei, âs a little u-uncomfortable...â She managed to breath out in between her moans, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath to adjust to his new sensation. She felt a presence near her, opening her eyes only to meet her silver-haired sensei, who seemed to finally got rid of his pants too.
Kakashi reached out for her hand, pressing kisses on her neck to distract her for a while, motioning her to his aching shaft. She wrapped her hand around his cock instantly, starting to slowly pump it, feeling the warmth on her palm.
âEyes on me, kitty.â She heard Aizawa say, who crawled to her other side, caressing her cheek to turn her head to him. âCome here.â He whispered, leaning in to give her a slow, passionate kiss that made her insides burn in need.
Gojo slowly started to move his thumb inside her, going in and out carefully as he realized the two men kept her occupied enough to get her relax under their touch. Kakashi smiled, he heard her gasping into Aizawaâs mouth as he pressed his two fingers into her aching clit.
The kiss got hungrier and needier whenever she felt a certain finger going in and out of her ass, or another set of fingers playing and circling her sensitive nub. âHold her still,â Gojo said to Kakashi, he pressed his free hand onto her waist to keep her in place as Gojo pushed another finger inside.
âFuck!â She moaned out, starting to feel the painful stretch again but Aizawa was quick to press her into his lips, holding her by the nape to get her attention back to himself. She squeezed and pressed her thumb into Kakashiâs tip, barely hearing his breathy moans, her mind too hazy to process anything that was happening at that moment.
âHow do you feel, brat?â Gojo asked, smirking as he watched her coming undone with his two digits inside her, all relaxed thanks to Kakashiâs fingers playing with her clit non-stop. She moaned as an approval, not wanting to lean away from Aizawaâs lips. She loved the way his slight beard caressing into her chin, one hand resting on his neck.
She started to squirm, feeling overwhelmed with Gojoâs fingers thrusting inside her ass, and it made her feel amazing all combined with the pressure on her clit. She pulled away from Aizawa, re-opening her eyes slowly as she moaned loudly, starting to move her hand faster on Kakashiâs cock.
âS-Sensei, gonna cum- fuck!â She screamed as she reached her high, her legs vibrating in pleasure. âOh- shit, keep doing that, what a good little girl... So fuckinâ pretty....â Kakashi breathed out as he spilled on her soft thighs, feeling a drop of sweat running inside the mask.
âHorny fucking bitch.â Gojo said, reaching out for the lube, stroking his cock with a handful. He held her by the back of her knees, pushing her up by her hips to line his cock to her ass. âReady now?â He asked.
She got nervous even though she gave him an impatient nod, scared of the stretch that was about to come. âWait-â Aizawa said, moving in front of her to face her wide-open legs, eyeing the way her cunt dripping down with arousal. Gojo hummed as he watched Aizawa, positioning himself in between her legs, pushing the head of his cock slowly.
Kakashi got up, enjoying the show by standing right next to them, still stroking his cock as he came down from his high. He felt himself twitch with the sight of his cum still resting on her thighs, painting her body white. âAizawa-sensei, more!â She moaned out, trying to push herself into the man before him.
âYouâre so tight,â Aizawa grunted. She watched him struggling to thrust inside her, looking like he was about to explode any moment. He kept pushing himself in as Gojo held her still by her legs, not paying attention to the cries she let out. âI- I feel you so deep inside, s-sensei!â She babbled out, one hand moving into the slight bulge on her tummy.
Aizawaâs eyes widen with that sight, he buried himself inside her without even thinking, feeling the way her walls squeezing his cock invitingly. âYouâre so good for me baby, yeah? You feel so fucking good.â He praised her. She tightened around him even more, whining in pleasure.
âStop spoiling this slut-â Gojo said, starting to push up into her ass, causing her to tear up. It felt full, so full with two cocks inside her, and it was overwhelming, she felt like she was about to pass out any moment. âDonât you like it?â Gojo asked, moving his hand to play with her clit, her legs twitched as he kept caressing the still-sensitive nub.
âI-â She tried to moan, screaming in pleasure. âI love it s-so fucking much!â She said, mouth hanging open as Gojo giggled at her needy attitude. Aizawa started to pull out until only his tip was inside, then thrusted inside her again. âYou look so fucking pretty with two cocks buried inside you, baby.â Kakashi said, she tilted her head up at him to find him caressing himself.
She grinned like the brat she is, opening her mouth fully as she showed him his tongue, looking hungry for more. âFuck- You little tease.â He grunted, pushing himself inside her mouth, moaning at the way her lips wrap around his length.
âStill think that youâre so smart?â Gojo asked, landing a harsh smack on her ass unforgivingly, she yelped in surprise with the sudden burning feeling. Aizawa kept thrusting in and out of her, loving the way she spasmed around him whenever Gojo pounded a little too hard.
âYou wonât be thinking of anything but cock after Iâm done with you.â Gojo grinned, he couldnât wait to find that know-it-all brat all desperate and fucked out. Her bottom lip quivered, legs slightly shaking with this overstimulation as she looked up into Kakashi with hazy eyes.
âSuch a good girl,â Aizawa said, holding her by the waist as he thrust inside harshly, a moan escaping her lips into the cock inside her mouth whenever he hit her sweet spot. âYou like having three cocks inside you? Taking it like a good girl...â He kept praising her and the way her pussy would squeeze the living life out of him.
âOf course she likes it,â Gojo said, grabbing her hips firmly to move her up and down on his length. She mewled whenever Gojo would stretch her more, giving her the pleasure she never knew that she needed. It felt full, like she was ready to explode but the more he played with her clit, the more she relaxed under his touch. âWould you look at her, sheâs fucking drooling. You needed your senseis that much?â
Tears mixed with the drool running down her chin, wetting all her face as she tried her best to relax her throat, taking Kakashi deeper inside. âFucking hell-â He said, grunting and feeling his cock spasm inside her mouth. He grabbed her jaw, shoving himself inside her mouth, feeling his tip hitting the back of it caused a loud moan spill from his lips.
She felt her orgasm approaching once again, squirming and whining under her teacher. âOpen up,â She heard Kakashi say, pulling out of her mouth slowly. She did as she was told, obeying like the good girl she is. âYâwant my cum? Beg for it.â He said.
Her eyes widened, the pressure inside her starting to become too much. âPlease-â She gasped out, tongue rolled out to taste the cum she so wanted on her tongue. âI need it so bad, sensei, I promise Iâll be good!â She cried out, voice cracking in need.
âOh yeah?â Kakashi said, humming to her whines as he jerked himself off on her tongue. âI wonder, you still think Iâm fucking boring? Or do you need me inside that pussy too?â He grinned even though she couldnât see it. Fresh tears started to ran down her face, her nose now all red with that much crying.
âN-No, sensei...â She whined out, looking up at him so vulnerably, her body jerking up and down with each thrust up into her ass. âTake it like a good little whore.â Kakashi said, finally releasing into her tongue as he slapped her cheek with one hand, her mouth still open, his cum dripping down her jaw. âDonât you dare swallow until I say so.â He said.
She nodded mindlessly, babbling about how good it feels to Aizawa with cum filling her mouth. Gojo growled whenever he felt her squeezing him even more, he pressed into her clit even more, making her scream. Kakashi grabbed her jaw again, turning her head to face him. She looked at him with those doe eyes he adored, looking like sheâs begging to taste his spit right there and then, and who was he to deny herself from such thing?
He pulled his mask down for a few moments, letting her see his face. Her eyes widened with the realization, soon smiling as she swallowed on Kakashiâs command. âGood girl.â He said, pressing his thumb into her bottom lip. âGojo-sensei!â She whined, feeling extremely close to his orgasm now, her toes curling with every sensation and Aizawaâs harsh thrusts up into her cunt made her moan every second. ââm gonna cum-â She babbled out, looking into her teacherâs eyes in need.
Aizawaâs free hand found her neck, giving it a light squeeze that drew a deep grunt from her. âOh yeah?â He hummed, âCum on my cock, baby, let go.â He reassured her, silently wiping the tears away from her face, giving her a kiss on her temples.
Her eyes rolled into her skull as she creamed all over Aizawaâs cock, spasming around him so hard that it pushed him into edge. âShit- such a good fucking girl, take it, fucking take my cum.â He moaned out, spilling inside her messy cunt that was dripping all into Gojoâs lap, a white coloured, ring shaped arousal remaining on his dick.
âYou fucking slut,â Gojo said, pounding inside her ass and at that point, he couldnât even feel his brain, only focused on the way she moaned whenever he thrusted inside her tight hole. âThatâs what you deserved all along, isnât it? See, this is what youâre fuckinâ good for.â He said, not getting any reaction from the girl on his lap.
âAw, what is it?â He mocked her, pushing his thumb inside her mouth, she started to suck without even thinking twice. âHave I fucked you that stupid? Canât even talk? Poor baby.â He said, twitching deep inside her.
âGonna cum in your ass, you hear me?â He asked with a loud voice, feeling he was about to burst any moment. âY-yes...â She tried to talk with the finger occupying her mouth. âP-Please, sensei, fill me up,â She sniffed, needy for more no matter how much they give her.
Gojo let out cursed under his breath, soon cumming deep inside her, feeling her squeezing his cock like sheâs milking him dry. âYou little cockhungry bitch,â He exclaimed, catching his breath as he pulled out of her slowly, careful to not hurt her, not hurt her too bad, at least.
She collapsed into Gojoâs lap, her hands tangled in Aizawaâs hair. Kakashi soon got up from the floor, starting to get dressed. She whimpered as soon as her eyes landed on Kakashi, who was pulling his pants up his legs at that moment. âSensei..?â She moaned out, getting his attention back to her. He raised an eyebrow as she smirked, biting on her thumb.
âSo... That was it?â She asked with her bratty attitude coming back to herself after a long session of getting fucked dumb. âOh, you little minx.â Gojo giggled, squeezing her thighs, âI donât know about him, but Iâm just getting started.â
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