Summary: When billy rolls into town and all the girls are falling at his feet...... why won't she?
Warning: Cussing, Sexual innuendo, sexual comments, harassment, billy being well billy.
A/n: Sorry it's been w while huh? But I'm back!!!! School has been kicking my butt but l'm here. I hope you really like this fic and please let me know if you guys like it.
Please like, share, reblog, and/or comment. Also I want to try taking request so please feel free to message me a request idea, I will let you know about the stuff I don't write. But please enjoy. ALSO THIS IS NOT NO FREE USE YOU CANNOT PLAGIARIZE OR REPOST MY WORK ON THIRD PARTY SITES
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“Max, would you like to join Billy, Amara, and me for our movie night?” I asked her she looked at Billy for a second before I caught on and stood in front of him. She shrugged her shoulders and nodded yes, I smiled and turned to Steve.
“Well Steve you are also more than welcome to join us but I don’t want to hear any arguing.” I explained
“I think I will, but next time. I have prior engagements with the gang” Steve sighed, I gave him a hug and watched him leave. I then turned to Billy smiling, and he wrapped his arms around me in a hug.
“Billy, you just saw me at school. But thanks for the hug babes” I said, I hugged him back for a moment before letting him go. Though I let him go he still had his hands wrapped around my waist.
“As for you Max I have some spare pajamas if you would like to change and get comfy” I encouraged, she nodded and kept her eyes glued to the snacks in front of her.
“Max, are you okay? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, so please tell me whatever I can do to make you feel more comfortable.” I professed as I pried Billy’s hands off of me, he didn’t seem to want to go down without a fight. I was grateful when Amara came down the stairs and pushed Billy off of me slightly.
“Hands to yourself and keep your piece in your pants” she chastised, he rolled his eyes and sat on a stool across from Max.
“Come on Max, I got a new video game if you want to try it” Amara invited, Max gladly finished the last of her snacks and followed Amara to her room.
“Why would you invite that little shit to stay here?” Billy questioned, I looked at him as if he had grown a second head.
“That is not how you talk about your younger sister” I criticized, he scoffed in response.
“She’s not my sister” he stated, I chuckled and rolled my eyes at him.
“Whether by blood or by marriage you two are siblings. The longer you think so close-minded the longer you will feel closed in, I can’t change you, Billy. But you can change yourself” I advised him, He didn’t say anything but the expression on his face was incredulous. I grabbed a couple bags of popcorn out of the pantry and tossed him two, he caught it and stood up. He followed me up to my room and closed the door behind himself, I put down all the snacks on my coffee table and pulled out my first aid kit. He looked a little confused at me until I started to pull his jacket off of him, once I got to unbuttoning his shirt he stopped me.
“I’m fine, you don’t have to” He hesitated, I looked at him and watched his eyes.
“Billy, you don’t have to tell me how you got your bruises but let me help make sure they don’t get infected.” I assured him, he let go of my hands and I unbuttoned his shirt all the way. His whole midsection was covered in bruise and a couple cuts were covered in dried blood, which means they were fresh. I started to apply some antibiotics to each cut and he just watched my face, once I was done I gave him a small smile and started to button his shirt back up.
“My dad keeps putting his hands on me, and every time that little shit sneaks out it makes it worse” He confessed quietly.
A/N: let me know if anyone wants to be on the tag list🫶😊
Warnings: Smut!!!!, some plot, never actually watched Bnha, PnV, Fingering, established couple, let me know what else. Barely proofread.
A/n: Hey y'all sorry I've been slacking. But here hope you guys like it, Since Bakugo won the poll. Satoru will be next coming this week or next! Love you guys<3
Word Count: 1.6K
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"Kacchan, take a picture it will last longer" I teased, I even leaned forward a blew him a kiss. He smirked and took out his phone to take a picture of me, I rolled my eyes and paid him no mind.
"I still can't believe you guys got married, I know I was at your wedding but I can't believe it" Midoriya exclaimed in disbelief, I laughed and Bakugo shot me a glare.
"Shut up Deku" Bakugo grumbled
"Bakugo be nice." I warned, he huffed and rolled his eyes.
"I still don't understand why him. You could have chosen anyone else, but you chose Katsuki." Uraraka playfully critiqued.
"Because I love him, and he has nice boobs. Plus he would do anything to make me happy" I responded, I could see a small shy smile on Bakugo's face. I stood up and walked around the table to him, he instinctively placed his hands on my thighs as I stood in front of him.
"No offense but Bakugo is a brute" Todoroki spoke softly, I laughed and sat down on Bakugo's lap. He looked up at me as if I held the world in my eyes.
"I love you so much" I cooed before kissing him softly on the lips, he reciprocated and smiled.
"I love you more" he spoke earnestly, he always said those words and it was like I could feel the meaning behind it.
"Wow, I never thought I'd see a lovesick Katsuki." Deku gasped, Bakugo rolled his eyes and sighed. I kissed Bakugo again, he pulled me down further into his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. I pulled away and smiled sweetly at him.
"Calm down I'm not going anywhere" I teased, he stood up and picked me up with him. I looked at him confused as he started out the door.
"There are only 20 minutes left in break" Kirishima warned, Bakugo scoffed and continued walking.
"May not be enough time to fuck her, but it's enough time to taste her" he bragged, I hit his shoulder and tried to get out of his grasp.
"Sweet cheeks, there's no running with me. You know this" he forewarned
"Katsuki, put me down" I yelped, I loved my husband. He just had this bad habit of being kind of mean during sex, of course, he was caring and attentive. He just would make me take it all without being able to run away. He sat me down on the desk in his office and quickly went to lock the door, I immediately got up and walked to the other end of the room.
"Katsuki, please. I don't know if I can take any more teasing from you. If you're going to fuck me just me." I whined, he sighed and undid his belt. He pulled off his gloves and made his way towards me, I dodged his grasp and moved away.
"You begged for it, now come get it."He chastised, after a couple minutes of cat and mouse chase. He caged me against his desk, I gave him a nervous smile and a sweet kiss on the cheek.
"So cute, now let my dick kiss your cervix like that." He critiqued, turned me around, and bent me over his desk. I helped him pull my pants down, he slowly fingered me to stretch me out. Though his patience was wearing thin with me, he still always took precautions to not hurt me. He was being a bit rough, pressing down on my G-spot harshly. I reached down to rub my clit which was oh-so neglected, and He spanked me in response.
"I didn't tell you to do that, you've been acting like a damn brat. You'll cum when I say you can cum" he berated, as he continued spanking me. I yelped in response, Katsuki tended to get a little heavy-handed at times.
"Stop" I cried, he immediately stopped and turned me over on my back to check on me.
"Hey, you okay? Was that too rough? I'm sorry" he spoke softly trying to gauge my reaction.
"Yes, you're being heavy-handed." I whined I wrapped one of my legs around his waist. I pulled him against me and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"You're so bad, you love when I get rough with you" he teased, he undid his pants and pulled down his briefs just enough for him to spring free. He kissed me as he ran against my lips before slowly plunging into me. Even after he stretched me out a little bit I still had the familiar stretch feeling, he thrusted into me before stopping to let me adjust. Every time we did it felt like the first time, his dick was a good amount bigger than average. He was snug against my cervix and it always made me feel full.
"All I did was put it in, and you keep squeezing me" he groaned in pleasure, I had a tight grip on his arm that was next to my head. He felt so deep and big, it was so much. Once my grip on his arm loosened a little he started thrusting slowly and softly, it felt good. It was so intense, he was pressed against my G-spot so snugly and it felt like a slow knot feeling forming in my stomach. He started to go harder but still the slow thrusts, he used one hand to rub my clit and the other to hold himself up. My eyes started to roll back as I could feel my orgasm approaching but the feeling was short-lived when he stopped moving altogether. He had pulled out to just the tip, his hand moved completely away from my clit as he reached up and held my face in his hands.
"Sweets, you have to look at me when I'm inside you. I want you to remember this, I'm showing you so much love." He cooed, I looked at him as best as I could. He kissed me softly and sweetly, and as I wasn't expecting it he thrusted into me swiftly. It took me by surprise and made me scream, I tried to pull away from it. Reaching for anything to grab onto but he took hold of both my hands, and he upped his pace and intensity.
"K-kat, please" I screamed, it felt so good but it was too fast. My orgasm was going to crash down on me, I tried to wrap my legs around his waist to slow him down but he overpowered me.
"S-suki, cum gonna cum" I cried, he switched one of his hands to hold my leg against his chest. He used the other to rub my clit, the way he placed his hand was on my hip. So he was pulling me into him but also pushing me into the desk, he was trying to make me cum hard and it was working. I felt my orgasm hit me so hard, I squirted and he kept moving. He moved faster and matched the pace he was rubbing my clit, he knew that after I orgasm I got clingy. So he kept me in that compromising position to keep a good distance between us.
"You're doing such a good job sweets" he groaned, he was getting close. The way my walls were convulsing and squeezing his was pulling him to the edge. I couldn't think straight with him still abusing my clit.
"Please please please please" I moaned, he started to get sloppy with his thrusts. He was still going fast but not as precise, he was tipping over the edge but still trying to hold on.
"Kat please" I whined, his thrust started to slow down as he came still hard enough to shake the desk though. He came inside me filling me up very well, I pushed his hand off my clit as I finally got to catch my breath. He slowly pulled out and grabbed some wet wipes from his desk drawer. He started to clean me up softly so as not to overstimulate me too much.
Can you do Michael Langdon x reader where there is a thunderstorm and they both “do it”
Storm.
Michael Langdon X F!reader
Word count: 2.1k
Warnings: smut, pet names, oral (f and m receiving), p in v sex, cream pie, cussing, idk if there is anything else.
A/n: hope you enjoy this, let me know if you want a part two. Sorry it took so long I was on a writing break for a while.😌 please like, and reblog. Please THIS IS NOT NO FREE USE YOU CANNOT PLAGIARIZE OR REPOST MY WORK ON THIRD PARTY SITES
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Michael and I were walking through the grocery as we would usually do once a week. But today Michael couldn’t keep his hands off of me, which made it hard to do things. The store was practically empty except for a few other people doing some shopping. This made it all the easier for Michael to hide the small kisses he would leave lightly on my neck, cheeks, and face. His hands all the while stayed in my waist as I pushed the cart, it was getting to be a little much as we were now circling the same section for the fourth time. I kept gently moving away from him to keep myself on track but he wouldn’t stop. We hadn’t had the chance to have any alone time in about a week and a half as we were both busy with work. Michael’s patience has seems to be stretched thin as he continued to kiss my shoulder. I pulled away from him once again and turned around before he could grab onto my waist.
“Michael, please we’re in the market. When we get home we can relax but I want to get some food before the thunderstorm comes into full effect.” I pleaded with him, I don’t think a word I said got past his ears as his eyes raked over my body and back up to meet mine. I sighed and started to walk away, he was quick to follow me and place his hands back on my hips. I stopped once again and turned around to face him. I placed my hands on his shoulders pushing him back a little bit before speaking.
“Darling, the faster we pick up our groceries. The faster we get home and to bed, the longer you keep me circling the same section the longer it takes to get me naked and on top of you.” I said with a pleasant smile, that seemed to get through to him as he was now leading me through the store and picking up the groceries. It shouldn’t surprise me how fast he was but it did. He finished picking up everything on the list while I was standing in the ice cream section still deciding what flavor I wanted. He circled back for me, almost sweeping me off my feet until I yelped.
“All the groceries are in the cart ready for check out. Now let’s get out of here.” He said with a smirk on his face, I slide out of his grip and stood there still deciding on what ice cream to get. I had been successfully standing there for four minutes before he got annoyed and started to become antsy.
“Let’s buy all the flavors, I can lick it off of you.” He pleaded, I rolled my eyes and continued to stare at the ice creams.
“No,” I said, I wanted to try something new but I was having a tough time deciding what it should be. Until Michael took one out of the fridge and put it in my hands I read the description of the ice cream and it seemed like it would taste good. I put it in the cart and Michael seemed relieved that I agreed. Though he was the AntiChrist, he would and could never go against me. He was powerful but I was stronger, though he would never truly know my full power. He know that I was an angel, literally sent from heaven. He knew even before he married me and he still could bring himself to leave me.
“Michael let’s get some pastries, they’d go great with the ice cream” I suggested already walking away from him. He was quick to pull me back and point out the box of treats in the cart that he already picked up.
“Oh darling, I’ve already picked them out for you. Now let’s check out” he said, he was very eager to get home but I wasn’t all that interested in that right now as I was surrounded by food. I dipped out of his grip and started walking to the fruits. Michael was growing more and more annoyed by the minute as I walked through the aisle checking each and every fruit thoroughly before putting them in a bag. Michael wasn’t one to slouch, always having a perfect posture, but he was annoyed, horny, and stuck in his work suit. He didn’t have much room to breathe in all the right places. Although me wearing my work clothes didn’t help alleviate any of his stress. My outfit consisted of a white button-up body con dress that stopped at the middle of my thigh. Along with some heeled boots, the outfit was having its debut and I knew Michael wanted to just rip it off of me already.
“Sweetheart, please we can come back tomorrow or Sunday. Let’s go check out” he pleaded almost begging, I paid no attention to him as I was picking out the perfect mango. I continued walking down the aisle completely disregarding his presence when he came up behind me and pulled me away towards the checkout. I pouted as he put all the groceries on the counter for the cashier, I bagged our stuff before putting it in the cart. Michael paid for everything before placing his hands on my hips and guiding me out of the store. It was pouring outside and I was wearing an all-white dress. I was going to try to run to the car but Michael made the walk slower as he gladly watched me get completely soaked. I quickly put all the stuff in the car and got in. Michael started the car and quickly peeled out of the parking lot to get home as fast as he could.
“So what are we thinking for dinner?” I asked him, his eyes quickly raking over me before turning back to the road.
“I’m not really into food right now” he cooed, I brushed his answer off.
“So I was thinking, maybe you could cook me that shrimp pasta again? It was delicious last time, I don’t know what you put in it but I’ve just been craving it for a while now” I said smiling at him, he smiled genuinely and for a second he looked not like he wanted to eat me.
“Okay I’ll make you a deal, we can cook it together but you have to let me do as I please while we cook” he offered, I thought for a minute and nodded. He seemed pleased that I accepted his offer, once we got home he stopped him in the driveway. I got out and walked around to help with the bags, he took a majority of them as I opened the front door.
“I’ll put the stuff away, you take off those wet clothes and put on an apron.” He said smiling, I took off my shoes before walking upstairs to our bathroom and peeling the wet dress off my skin. I took off everything that I had on, I could hear the storm starting to boom outside. I pulled out a simple lingerie set from my drawer that I had gotten to surprise Michael but before I could put it on, the door swung open to our bedroom to reveal Michael in all his glory. He looked pleased with my state of undress, he had already started to take off his clothes but seeing me seemed to make him go faster.
“Darling, you look gorgeous.” He complimented me and pulled off the last of his clothes before wrapping his arms around me.
“Michael, can I be in control tonight? I just want to try something different” I asked him with my best puppy dog eyes. He could never say no to those eyes so he nods before sitting on the bed.
“Lay down for me my love, and close your eyes” I instructed gently, he did as told and I quickly handcuffed him to the bed frame. He opened his eyes and tried pulling his hands free at once.
“Beautiful what is this?” He questioned
“Don’t you like it? I made them myself, they are made so that you can’t break out of them until I let you out” I beamed, he started to try and pull at the cuffs even harder. While he was distracted I took my time and licked up the base of his dick and swirled around the tip. He ceased all movement and looked down at me, I put the tip in my mouth and slowly attempted to take as much as I could until I could feel him hit the back of my throat. I gagged and he let out a whimper-like moan, I looked up at him as he had his head thrown back. I pulled away to breathe for a second using my hands to pleasure him at a steady pace.
“Is it too much for you angel?” He teased, I looked up at him and scoffed.
“If you don’t shut up I’ll find something to occupy your mouth” I warned, he seemed amused.
“Do it then, I’d hate for you to have to do all the work and get nothing in return.” He chided, Michael was a lover of face-sitting. He believed his face was my throne, so I gave him what he wanted. I gently placed myself on top of his face, he immediately got to work. I leaned my body down so I could go back to giving him head. I focused my mouth on the tip as my hands worked on his balls and the base. He was using his tongue to work my clit, lapping and swirling around. He was already pushing me closer and closer to the edge making it hard for me to even work on him. I pulled away from him and completely got off of him.
“You were so close let me just finish the job” he demanded pulling at the cuffs with more power this time. I straddled his waist, with his dick up against my clit. Michael liked to take charge and he was having a very hard time getting used to me being in control.
“Michael I got it, just enjoy it” I assured him, and that only made him try to break free even more. I started to grind against his dick, if I even leaned back just a little bit too far he would be poking my hole. He was getting impatient, his hips thrusting up ever so slightly as to get in.
“My angel, please just let me in.” He practically begged, I sighed and lined him up with myself before slowly taking all of him. I let out a sweet moan and laid on top of him kissing his neck up to his lip. I could taste myself on him but it was heavenly, his hips went to work thrusting into me. He was still pulling at the handcuffs when I heard the sound of wood breaking, in a quick second I felt his hands slap down on my ass and hold me down as he started to use more power to thrust into me. I tried to get off of him but the handcuffs were still on him and now holding me down against him.
“Wait, baby-“ I pleaded, he smiled and he start to fuck me senselessly.
“Awe, gorgeous let’s pick things up to speed,” he said, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I couldn’t think anymore, I could feel that familiar knot in my stomach, and he started to slow down. He kept a moderate pace making sure to bottom out with every thrust.
“Come on princess take these cuffs off, let me make you feel good.” He whispered in my ear, I had tears running down my face at this point. My senses were overwhelmed and it was like I had been brought back to the gates of heaven but not able to in yet.
“Regno e Gloria. ( kingdom and glory)” I said softly and the handcuffs unlocked with a clink. He smiled and now held my hips properly. He stood up and laid me on my back, he started to fuck me in missionary position and rub my clit as my orgasm ripped through my body. I screamed as the loudest strike of thunder ripped through the sky. All the muscles in my body tightened before I felt weak. Michael moaned as he came inside me, he kissed me sweetly. He pulled out and continued to rub my clit prolonging my orgasm. I pushed his hand away weakly as I tried to move away.
“Okay gorgeous, I’ll get dinner started you get some rest.” He said, he picked me up and carried me to the bathroom. He started up the water for a bath, putting me down in the tub.
Hey blog it’s been awhile……. I been lurking but inactive because honestly college has been kicking my ass with social interaction. I used to think I was an extrovert…… they proved me wrong. But I’ll post a small and highly inaccurate piece of fanfic for y’all. REMEMBER I am “wrote it but never watched it” so I have not really watched a lot of the things I write about…… anyways My requests are now open and I love y’all!!!
Would y'all want any Miguel O’hara Fics or JJk Fics? Like I have some stuff for Gojo, and I have so much Miguel O’hara. Also Bakugo too… Or I could also do other people just request!!
Summary: When billy rolls into town and all the girls are falling at his feet...... why won't she?
Warning: Cussing, Sexual innuendo, sexual comments, harassment, billy being well billy.
A/n: Sorry it’s been w while huh? But I’m back!!!! School has been kicking my butt but I’m here. 🫶🫶I really like this fic and please let me know if you guys like it.
Please like, share, reblog, and/or comment. Also I want to try taking request so please feel free to message me a request idea, I will let you know about the stuff I don't write. But please enjoy. ALSO THIS IS NOT NO FREE USE YOU CANNOT PLAGIARIZE OR REPOST MY WORK ON THIRD PARTY SITES
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It was finally the weekend. Technically, I walked through the school doors and took a nice deep breath. My moment was interrupted by a firm slap on my ass, so hard I almost fell. I turned around to confront the person to see Tommy and his lackeys. I scoffed and was about to Punch him, but Billy beat me. He punched Tommy so hard that he fell to the ground; I was shocked since I didn’t even notice him approaching us.
“Keep your fucking hands off my girl” Billy spat at him; he then turned to me and put his arm around my waist. Amara joined us as he walked me to my car; he opened the door for me and waited until I got in.
“Pick and choose your battles, sweetness; I’ll see you at 7:30” he spoke before kissing my hand and closing the car door. I watched him walk over to his car as a younger girl ran up to it. I recognized her as his younger sister, Max; Dustin had told me about her and introduced us. Amara had to shake me to get me out of my trance; she laughed at my face and told me to drive. I started driving, and Amara kept talking, but I wasn’t correctly listening; as we pulled into the driveway, I stayed seated in the car.
“He really likes you; at least, that’s what I’m getting from him. He even called you his girl” She exclaimed. I shook my head and exited the car. She followed close behind me into the house and into my room; I put my bag down in the designated spot and started changing into my pajamas. Amara proceeded to leave the room as she had to change too. Our parents were away for just a couple days on their anniversary vacation; I got a good head start on my homework, so I didn’t have to work over the weekend. By the time I had finished, I heard the doorbell ring; I had gone downstairs and opened the door to find Max, Steve, and Billy arguing.
“What the hell is going on here?” I questioned. Max smiled at me and shrugged her shoulders.
“You haven’t been hanging with us in a while, and you ditched us for him” Steve fumed. I sighed and stepped aside for them to come in. They took off their shoes and put on the slippers that were there before moving to the living room.
“Harrington, why do you, of all people, have to ruin my movie night with this absolute babe?” Billy quipped; Steve groaned in annoyance, and I offered Max a drink and some snacks. They all followed me as I moved to the kitchen; this quickly got annoying.
“Y/N, he probably just wants to use you like the other girls in our school; you need to open your eyes.” Steve Berated, I gave Max her snacks and drink before responding.
“Steve, I can hang out with whoever I want; Billy is nice. You don’t even really know him, and Billy, maybe if you stopped being mean to Steve, he wouldn’t be here trying to convince me to leave you alone. Now, please stop it before I blow a fuse.” I yelled at the two; they were quiet, and I took a deep breath.
“Now, Steve, don’t you have your own movie night to attend to Billy, Get upstairs” I said calmly.
A/N: let me know if anyone wants to be on the tag list🫶
—cw: fem!reader, diabetes worth fluff, soft and protective dads, megumi, tsumiki as yours and toji's kids, mention of childhood trauma in geto's, dad jokes, not proofread
—a/n: I hope you shed a tear and laugh out loud. Don't let this flop. I actually wrote all of these from my personal emotions and experiences :)) Reblogs appreciated.
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𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 .ೃ࿐
All these jjk women clowning gojo makes me think his daughter roasts him at every chance she gets. It's not even on purpose. It's just wise words out of a child's mouth.
"Hana-chan~" he calls her in a sugar laced tone. "How do I look in this?" Satoru pointed towards the awful shirt he was wearing. The outfit was all over the place. It was so bad that even your five year old could tell it.
"Papa's good at fighting, not fashion." His jaw immediately dropped and he could hear you trying to control your laugh.
He knelt so he could be a little more "Hana-chan, don't be mean to papa. It's making me cry."
"She's not being mean, baby. Just telling the truth. I'll divorce you if you wear that one more time," you stated, walking towards both of them.
"Oh yeah," he picks the five year old in his embrace, "I'd fight your lawyer. Daddy's the strongest. Right, hana-chan?"
"But you lost the argument to mama las' night." It was amazing how she can sounds so sweet while ripping your husband apart. You finally laughed out loud because you just couldn't control it.
You would expect Toru to put up an argument at times like this but he just giggles, and squeezes you both in a tight hug.
Yeah. He might be the strongest, but he'd always loose to his two girls.
𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 .ೃ࿐
Your four year old and seven year old were determined to surprise their daddy for father's day. Toji never credits himself. He does so much, but expects nothing back. The thought of "what my kids might gift me for father's day" doesn't even strike his mind. He goes out and sees all the decorations on the stores with big glittered alphabets spelling "happy father's day" that's how he comes to know about it. Yet, the man wouldn't expect anything. He knows you three love him. He just doesn't want anything in return. His love doesn't come at a price for you all to pay. So when he came home to utensils clanking to the ground, he was worried.
"Oné-san, no. That's not how I wanted yout two write," megumi complained.
"Megumi, I am older. I know what to do." They both were trying to dominate each other on what to write on the cake. When they heard Toji's footsteps, the little boy pushed you towards the kitchen entrance.
"Mama, don't let papa come in now." You were laughing as you get kicked out of your own kitchen.
"Hey, sweetheart. I heard some noise. 's everything alright?" Toji gave you a quick peck after the question.
"Oh? Oh that yeah! Everything's fine. I just dropped the pan."
"Are ya hurt?" His eyes look completely concerned.
"Uh hun, I am fi—" before you could complete the sentence, your two cute munchkins came squealing, holding the little cake with small hands.
You moved your figure out of the way so your man can see what his kids made for him.
"Happy father's day, papa." They both wished him with a hearty smile. Toji was surprised. His heart suddenly warmed up to the feeling of the view in front of him. His two babies with flour patches on their tees, tsumiki's messy bun and megumi with cream near his lips, confirming he must've snuck in a taste when his sister was looking away. He wanted to cry.
You looked down and noticed there was a spelling mistake with the word "world" on the cake which was supposed to spell "to best daddy in the world"
"Gumi, Tsumiki, there's a mis—" Toji looked at you and shaked his head, speaking with his looks, telling you to not say it. He did notice it, but he didn't care about the mistake. All he wanted now was to gobble down the cake that his babies made. He pat them both on the head, ruffling their hair. "Thank you, little bears. Lesgo' enjoy this and then papa will take you and mama to the game world you like."
With the way he is looking at them, you're sure he'd eat that cake even if it was poison.
𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 .ೃ࿐
Geto didn't think he'll ever have kids, but when he was gifted with twin girls, he claims he is the luckiest person alive ever since.
He loves spoiling his little girls. He takes them shopping, pampers them all the time, helps them learn their nursery rhymes. If they ever were to grow up being too bratty, you are prepared to blame him because he never scolds them. He would dare not to. But that is the thing about kids. You don't yell at them. You don't have to be so harsh. You just have to ease it in and make them understand how their wrongdoings can affect others, hurt others as well as themselves.
Something always triggered inside you when you saw him being soft with Rumi and Arohi. You wished you were treated that way in your childhood. You only thought about them being bratty if not yelled, because that's what your childhood was like.
You were working on some documents, when you heard the door unlocking. Rumi and Arohi walked in with their pink bunny bags on their back.
"Mama, we're home!!" they squealed and ran into your arms, as you quickly set the files aside.
"Aww, seems like you had fun without mama. Where's your dad?"
"There." They pointed at the 3 foot box with legs on the door.
"AH! OH MY GOD. Who are you? How did you get in?" Your mother instincts hid the girls behind your back, as you tried to find something to hit the man with.
"Y/N, NO. IT'S ME," the box monster yelled. He moved his head revealing his fox eyes and you could recognize him.
"Suguru? Oh dear."
"A little help please," his voice felt struggled. You quickly sprinted towards the door, and helped him trying to get the box on the floor only two reaveal all the bags he had behind him.
"Did you guys buy the whole store? And what's this? A lego set?"
"That's for you, mama," Rumi stated.
"Yes mama, we got it for you. The biggest one in the store," said Arohi, running towards her shopping bag filled with toys.
"Suguru, for me? Why?"
"Darling. I always see you doing so much for us," his palms now cupped your cheek. "It broke my heart when you told me that story when you wanted the lego set but the responsibile daughter in you felt you did nothing to achieve it so why ask for it. Well here you go."
"I still don't understand," you shaked your head.
"Y/n. It's okay to spoil yourself. You don't always have to work hard to give yourself a little love. These things that you wanted were always yours even if all you did was try." Tears started streaming down your eyes. You felt the seven year old girl in you finally smile.
"Rumi-chan. Arohi-chan. Let's play with mama's gift." All three started sabotaging the tapes and lables in the big blue box.
You felt happy to have this family. You know why he's a great father? Because Suguru doesn't care for two kids. He spoils three. Your daughters, and that little girl in you who wished to have all that you do today.
𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 .ೃ࿐
A man like nanami will always be a great father. No doubt. But here's one thing you probably don't know about Nanami Kento.
He's a full time salaryman, and part time comedian. Well...probably the worst one because his dad jokes are awful. You wanna know how it started in the first place, right? So it was when you were feeding the two year old the baby food, that you suddenly heard your phone ringing. Kento quicky replaced your place and took over the feeding as you walked towards the hall.
"Aww look at you. Aren't you the cutest baby in the world?" He took the spoon off the alligator cartooned bowl and extended it near her mouth. "Do you want to hear daddy's joke?"
Three mintues later you walked in two the sound of your little girl giggling and laughing. She's never laughed so loud.
"Oh my god. She's laughing."
"Yes. I made her laugh, beloved." Kento looked so happy with the biggest smile.
"Really? What did you do?"
"I said a joke." You luaghed too soon. Was that line a joke because Nanami Kento being comical? No. Impossible.
"I am sorry, baby. It's not true, right?"
"It is. You wanna see? Okay here we go." He moved his head back to harumi. "Harumi, do you know what do you call an alligator in a vest?" Your eyes were hooked on to them.
"An investigator." You couldn't believe your eyes nor your ears. She was really laughing. You chuckled too. Harumi must really loved his dad. Either that, or she has a poor sense of humor like the blonde in front of her.
Since then, Kento always collects dad jokes like pokemons and records her giggling.
𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 .ೃ࿐
Trust me or not, Sukuna is a great father. I'll tell you why. You don't see his protectiveness? Yeah he doesn't show much care on the surface, but you don't spot how he is always lurking behind you to whoop anyone's ass who tries to hurt his loved ones?
That's how Sukuna is even as a father. He wants his kids to stand up for themselves, but he'd always be having their back. To hold them and catch them if they trip.
"Oh they sure do grow up fast. You blink and they're already in college, y/n," your neighbor laughed with you. It was Akio's fifth birthday party.
"Everything looks great, but... " she scanned around, "don't you think pink theme is too girly for a boy? Especially the flower tiara on Akio's head.
You were irritated. How dare she say that? Unfortunately for her, Sukuna heard it and quickly walked to you. He kneeled to place the sanrio stickers on Akio's cheeks.
"Yeah so?" Your husband questioned the woman. "Who said pink is for just girls? And even if it was, there wouldn't be anything wrong with Akio liking it." The silence followed made it clear she didn't expect the clapback.
"Plus the tiara makes him look the cutest. Maybe you should try one. It's on the counter. You can surely use..." he eyed her head to toe"...some glow up.
She immediately rushed out of the door with her son and not apparently the counter. You three burst out laughing.
"Ugly Bitch telling my son what he should like."
"KUNA!" you slapped his back for swearing in front of your child.
"What?! Hey, if Akio ever wanted to call her that, I will galdy let it slide. In fact, I'll support him."
He might act like an immature kid sometime, but you know you had kids with the right person when he makes sure his children are raised in healthy environment.
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“…what. the. fuck.” You mutter to yourself, watching the scene before you unfold.
“mmm, how about letting me in now? promise i won’t bite you too hard” His eyes were dangerously seductive.
Your desktop fan and the slight rustling sound of (what you could only assume was) him touching himself filled the eerie silence of your office space.
However, he could still tell that you were hesitant to let him in, especially considering what he just did to D.D.D.
“how about this, sweetheart we-“
“if i open this door.” You cut him off. He shuts up quickly and halts his movements with a blank stare. His eyes watching you intently.
“you come straight to me, or else i swear to fuck. it will not be a good time for you. you copy?” Your hands were firmly grasping the edge of the desk as you stared the man in his color changing eyes.
“i promise” He kisses the window and you give him one last short lived glare before unlocking the door for him.
BZZT!
He slowly turns away from you and walks toward the door and you felt relieved to hear a light knock a few seconds later before he let himself in.
“see? you can trust the milkman” He grins.
He was a mess. Between the torn clothing, the blood, and his unzipped slacks that displayed his black briefs holding back a huge bulge, he honestly looked like something out of a wet dream.
“this is quite a small space… you think i’ll be alright in here?” He closed the door behind himself and strides toward you.
“you don’t have any choice but to be alright” You retort and he chortles.
“i love this mouth of yours… i’ve never crossed paths with a human as bold as you…” He tilts his head, placing a hand under your chin to lift it a bit.
“unless you’re actually scared… and using this boldness as a tactic..?” His irises turn white once again and his grip on your chin tightened slightly.
Though you were enduring a near death experience right now, being that you were this close to a doppelgänger, you were unbelievably horny.
“tactics?” You start. You already knew that you probably wouldn’t be able to get out of his grip just by moving, so you used a more… inappropriate approach.
You took a step closer to him, closing in the 2 foot gap that sat between the two of you and you placed your palm over his hard-on.
His grip immediately loosened a bit and his fingers twitched against your skin. What a reaction that was…
You feel more confident, realizing that he’s just another horny good looking guy. “is there a reason i should be afraid of you?” You ask, hand squeezing around him and a finger rubbing his tip.
He shudders and his hand falls from your chin and rests around your throat. His forehead tapped against yours, and your eyes were fixed on each other. “…you really are something”
“wish i could say the same for you“ You start, breaking the eye contact to look at his lips and sharp canines. “you’re just a slutty and messy excuse of a monster” Your words would probably be venom to anyone else, but this only riled him up more.
You felt his throbbing under your palm and grin to yourself before being greedily pulled into a kiss. For a brief moment, you could taste a metallic bloody taste on his tongue.
You moaned at the warmth of his mouth and felt his hands rested on your hips, rubbing circles into the area.
You release yourself from the kiss with his bottom lip between your teeth and a smile. “desperate, are we?” You tease.
“painfully…” His eyes glistened. “what’ll it take to get those pretty lips to go a little lower?”
“show me what yours can do first and i’ll see about returning the favor” You challenge. His eyes go back and forth between yours before he kisses you again.
This time however, he started to undo your uniform. Groaning so deeply that you felt the rumble in your throat. His skilled hands loosened your belt and your slacks came down and off.
Next he lowered himself and lifted you a bit to get off your socks and shoes, making him get more sloppy and needy within the kiss.
At this point he was squatting and you were standing over him, holding both sides of his face. His hands travelled up and down your leg as he stayed in his position and this time, he’s the one to break the kiss.
You were both breathing heavily, and staring each other down. You almost forgot your resolve and let him fuck you right then and there.
But you had to stay strong, for both of you guys’ sake. You take a deep breath in and til your head.
“well, you gonna show me? or are just sit there and look delirious from a simple kiss?” You teased.
“…may i?” He asks with a slightly raised eyebrow, gesturing toward your leg.
“go ahead”
“hold on to something right”
“why am i h- shit!” You would’ve fell right to the ground if it wasn’t for the shelf behind you that held last months documents. Albeit, they’re scattered over the floor now.
Your legs were snatched from underneath you and each one was hooked over the man’s shoulders. His warm breath against you felt sinister. It sent a slight chill up your spine.
His eyes stared down at your sex and he licked his lips, looking more excited than you did for this. “don’t let go” He says before using gis fingers to spread you sticky lips.
His tongue pressed hard into you and drug from your hole, up to your clit. You bit your lip at the warmth and felt your back arch against your will.
“ha~ this all you got? Thought you said you’d be bet- anghh~!” Your eyes widen and your mouth drops at the new feeling below.
“you were saying?” He mumbles into you. His tongue was longer with a pointy tip, and his lips were wrapped tightly around your clit.
The pleasure was almost overwhelming. You could definitely admit that he made you eat your words and replace them with loud endless moans.
As you felt yourself getting closer you began to grind your hips over his face, chasing after your high.
“don’t stop” You could barely get out the last word before the wave of immense overstimulating pleasure came over you.
You curse and take in a few deep breaths, calming yourself down a bit, and only then did he let your clit go with a ‘pop’, making your legs to twitch.
“that wasn’t fair” You jokingly glare at him, the sweat making your skin shine and chilly from the fan air.
“i told you i was better” He wipes his chin with his thumb and licks it clean without breaking the eye contact.
“you have to be some sort of… sex demon” You shake your head in disbelief.
“maybe i am?” He lets you tug him closer by his tie and give him another sloppy kiss. The change in size of his tongue being just below too much for you as it explored your mouth.
“well let’s see how long you can last then… hm?” You ask, beginning to leave a trail of light kisses on his next before a harsh bite.
You could feel him shudder and decided to have him sit in your office chair. “let me borrow this..” You say, undoing his tie while he sat.
You spin the chair around and bring both of his arms to the back and tie them to the chair. When you spin his back around, his had such a mischievous grin that you went ahead and addressed.
“yes, i know you could probably get out of that in a heartbeat” You start and roll your eyes. He chuckles, amused at your awareness. “but, will you?” It was your turn to put on the sly grin now. The second he managed to break free from his restraint, would be the moment you’d send him off.
“…” He read your face, bit knowing if he should say something sly or not.
“right, thought so” You smile and give him a few taps on the cheek.
You kneel between the man’s legs, finally addressing the large and throbbing penis before you.
“god you’re hard… you weren’t kidding when you said you needed help” You joke, rubbing his wet tip through his boxers with you finger.
He grunted a bit and readjusted himself in his seat. You look up at him before pressing harshly on it with your thumb.
“oh fuck you~” He throws his head back and you giggle.
You reach for the hem of his briefs and tug at them, signaling him to lift his hips. Once he’s exposed, you could really see the girth and length of him.
He was veiny, thick… bright pink tip, and god knows how long it was.
You put your hand around the base, it was warm and nearly pulsating. Your pace was moderate, giving him just enough to work with. You knew it was a nice steady pace when his hips slightly jerked up for more friction.
“needy boy wanting to fuck my hand? this wasn’t even the main event you asked for, love” You coo, strengthening the grip you had on him by a smidge.
“i can’t help that you know how to use those hands of yours so well” He remarks, still facing the ceiling.
You pump your fist higher up and use your own skilled tongue to drag along his vein.
“@$?!~” He moaned and immediately looked down at you with a snarl. An almost threatening one telling you that he wanted more.
And were you planning on giving it to him? Absolutely not.
You stare right back at him and smirk, using the same motion and occasionally sucking the pre cum from its leaky pink source.
“i’m gonna cum” Your eyes welled a bit at the large shaft triggering your gag reflex. But he was close so you would endure the slight pain.
His thrust his hips up a few times and you force your head as far as you could before completely stopping.
“fuck- why’d you stop” His voice was almost a whisper and suddenly thick white ropes shot into the air and landed on his thigh.
“oh i’m sorry, i’ll keep going” You reach for his most sensitive spots, overstimulating him into a nervous laughter as he begged you to stop.
It was fun watching him experience more than he could handle, but all good things come to an end.
He sighs in relief, sweaty, heaving, and dazed.
“can i be freed now?” He asks.
“sure, why not. looks like you’re done here anyway” You shrug.
“who’s done?” He stands up, simply snapping the tie apart.
“oh… you’ve still got more in you?”
“im the milkman, i never run out” He suddenly picks you up and sits on you on the desk. Jesus, these things are strong.
You wrap your hands around your neck, suddenly feeling the arousal for another round yourself.
His hands find your slick entrance, teasing the outside and slipping two cold slender fingers into you.
“mmm!” You mean into the kiss, holding onto his forearm as he fingered you at an inhumane pace. You break away and cat h your breath trying to slow him down a bit.
“i don’t want to cum from this, put it in” You say.
“yes ma’am” He lines himself up without your entrance and slowly pushes himself in with a moan. You could every centimeter of the stretch as he went deeper.
You tapped the back of your head onto the window behind you and felt him kissing on your neck and collarbone.
“fuck you’re big” Your voice slightly shook as you stated the obvious.
“and you’re so warm and wet inside, i ashamed to admit that i almost came putting it in” He chuckled before biting back another groan.
RIIIIING
RIIIIING
You snap your head in the direction of the phone and see D.D.D. calling.
Shit.
“stop, i have to take this.” He halts his thrusts and you grab the phone. “hello?”
“agent number” A deep voice says over the phone.
“5 5 8 4 3 7” You state clearly.
“thank you agent (Y/N), we’re calling about a few M.I.A. cleaners? it says in our system that you were the last to call. is everything alright?”
“ye-es~” You feel something rubbing your g-spot and look over at Francis. ‘stop, now.’ You mouth silently. He just smirks and speeds up.
“are you sure? you sound like you’re being threatened” The man on the phone asks.
“mhm~, im fine sir, just a little shaky” You put your hand over the phone speaker and look at Francis.
“what the fuck is wrong with you??” You ask, interrupting yourself with a few moans.
“just a little thirsty for some water” He thrusts harder, causing him to hit your g-spot, and your clit back to back.
You cover your mouth with your shirt and moan into it, hearing the buzz of a voice on the phone. Honestly you should be scared, they could show any minute, but right now, you could care less.
“im gonna cum” You whisper, still being mindful of the potential listeners.
“yeah?” He grabs a young and stands straight up, slamming you down into his cock. You let out something just short of a scream into the crook of his neck and find yourself twitching and shaking in his grip.
You heard a splash and felt him fill you up with his seed. You both were a moaning, groaning mess, heavily breathing in place.
“(Y/N), do you copy?……. we’re on our way” The phone then hangs up and the low buzzy voice is replaced with a prominent beep.
“you have to go, they’re coming” You lazily try to leave his strong hold with a tired push against his chest.
“but first” He puts you back on the desk where you rest your back against the cold glass window. “a drink..” His tongue grows longer right infont of you, and cleans you from your ankles to your navel, and of course he ran it over the bundle of nerves he’s been abusing all night, making your body jolt.
“you’re so delicious… i wish i could always taste you” His tongue goes back to its normal size.
“well i’ll get going now… i’ll be seeing you again soon, love. i’ll try not to cause too much trouble next time…” He gives you a peppery kiss on the nose and leaves.
