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[augustofc]

Sleepy sex with Aizawa anyone? Maybe?

You woke up thanks to the warm golden sunlight shining against your closed eyelids, painting your vision in a deep red. You sighed and groaned, rubbing the sleep from your eyelids. Your body wasn't ready to fully wake up yet and a quick glance behind you said that your husband wasn't ready either. His arms were still wrapped around you, holding you flush to his chest as his head nuzzled deeper into the crook of your neck.

"Awake already, darlin'?" His deep voice almost startled you, extra raspy due to just waking up. You just groaned in response, settling deeper into bed and relishing in the feeling of Aizawa's bare skin against yours. You and him had always slept naked, it was second nature to the both of you now. So you weren't exactly surprised when you felt a particular body part of his grow stiff against your lower back. You didn't mind it, though. You just sighed, pulling the covers over your shoulder and relaxing further against the plush mattress.

Aizawa, however, had a different plan. He began rocking his hips slowly, seeking friction against your skin. His slight movements were almost unrecognizable. Pressing one of his large, warm hand on your knee, he spread your legs and pushed his semi-hard shaft between your plush thighs. The cold shock of his metal wedding ring on your warm skin seemed to heighten your senses and suddenly you were incredibly aware of the fact that your husband had slipped his cock against your bare cunt. Each time the tip would graze against your clit, your eager pussy would gush it's natural lube onto your husbands cock.

This went on for longer than you'd like to admit and soon enough his cock was coated with your slick. You let out a soft whimper, idly rocking your hips against him, still too sleepy to do much more than that. He let out a soft grunt which fell straight into your ear as his right hand trailed up your body to squeeze at your tit. His ringed finger flicked over your nipple, knowing how much it gets to you. You groaned, hand moving to grip his and dig your manicured fingers into the pale skin.

He moved his left hand under you, angling it so he could reach the other tit and give it the same treatment. As the pleasure built inside of you, you found that just this idle rocking of hips wasn't good enough. You reached a hand down between your legs and pushed on the tip of his cock just slightly. It slipped into your sopping cunt with such ease, slick dripping down his shaft. He let out a more audible grunt, leaning his head down and biting softly on your shoulder.

His right hand slid down your body to cup the front of your thigh, slipping it over his leg and pushing himself deeper into your warmth. A string of curses left his tired lips, eyes never opening as his hips slowly slid back and forth, each time his cock pushed deeper into you until it reached your cervix. The both of you were breathing heavily at this point and his hips sped up their pace. His right hand slid to rub lazy circles around your clit as your left wrapped around his neck to tug at his shaggy black hair.

A particularly harsh pull forced his head to move back, adams apple bobbing in his throat as he swallowed hard. Your actions earned a hard tug at your nipple which just caused you to pull at his hair again, beginning a masochistic cycle. His hips snapped up into you, your body moving upwards from the powerful thrust. His finger pressed against your clit, causing your cunt to gush onto his cock even more.

His teeth tugged on the skin of your neck, sucking a dark purple hickey into the skin. You hooked your leg around his, pushing your hips back against his. His cock crashed against your cervix again, drawing out a mewl and a breathy "Fuck..." from between your lips. Aizawa's grip on your tit tightened and his finger sped up its pace, racing around your clit. Your back arched against his chest as you felt your orgasm quickly approaching.

You didn't even have to say anything. He could tell by the way you clamped around his cock and tugged on his hair. "Mm close..." His gruff voice whispered into your ear, brows furrowing as his hips thrusted into you. You just whimpered in response, rocking your hips in time with his. You reached your climax first, mouth forming an 'o' and eyes squeezing shut. You didn't realize how hard you were clamping down on him, causing his knot to snap. He grunted as his cock shot thick, hot ropes of cum deep into you.

The two of you nestled deep into bed, Aizawa's softening cock still nestled inside of you as he wrapped his arms around your waist. You pulled the covers over the both of you before resting your arms on top of his, relishing in his body warmth. Aizawa and you both decided to take a lazy day in bed after that morning. What a great way to wake up, huh?

A/n: Just a lazy little fic I spat out while laying in bed tbh 💀

I'm so burnt out but this idea came to me after a ✨dream✨and I just had to write abt it 🤌

[augustofc]

Itadori Yuji/Sukuna x Fem!Reader

Authors Notes:

First off I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who filled out the poll! Results here vvv

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Yall really have your priorities straight 💀 (dw, Boothill and Diluc fics are coming soon!)

Authors notes pt2: I also wanted to clear a couple of things up. First of all, I want to apologize for not posting in a while. I'm currently going through my first major break up so I haven't had like any motivation tbh. Secondly, I'm not sure how the whole thing works with Yuji and Sukuna sharing a body so in this fic it's sorta described like that one black mirror episode with the woman trapped in her husbands mind??? If you don't watch black mirror then here's a brief rundown:

When Yuji is in control, Sukuna can see, hear and feel everything Yuji sees/hears/feels except it's like he's in a room sitting in a chair and watching it happen on a big screen like you'd watch a movie. (The eyes are like the camera) He can hear Yuji's thoughts and Yuji can hear Sukuna when he speaks (it's like the voice in your head when you read) and the same goes for Sukuna when he is in control of the body

I hope that's not confusing 💀

Warnings: P in V, degrading, slight praise, semi public sex (car sex) slight noncon?, slight exhibitionism (Yuji watches from inside his mind room) multiple rounds, overstimulation etc. This one really got away from me. Its just full on non stop smut with a drop of "plot" 😭

Word count: 3.3k

Anyways, sorry for the long intro but here's your fic <3

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It was a warm summer evening and the grass was swaying with the gentle breeze.

Your mouth opened, welcoming the sweet berry that your boyfriend was holding to your lips. He smiled happily as you bit into the strawberry, the juicy sweetness exploding and coating your tongue. Eager to taste it for himself, Yuji leaned forward and connected his lips to yours in a soft kiss. He pulled away and his lips were stained a slight red. He giggled and wiped his lips before doing the same to yours.

The two of you shared a romantic picnic date, nothing but soft empty grass as far as the eye could see. You sat elegantly in your white, off the shoulder sundress which hugged your figure nicely, not leaving much to imagination. Yuji mentally cursed himself every time his eyes trailed down to gaze at your cleavage. Sukuna was speaking perverted words about you, his voice echoing in Yuji's mind but he was determined not to let it show. You had no idea of the internal battle he was experiencing and that's how he wanted it to be.

“Wouldn't you love to ruin that makeup? See it running down her face? Don't play innocent, boy. I can hear your thoughts~” The cursed spirit teased. Yuji fought the urge to smack his head. He took a deep, shaky breath before noticing the look of concern on your face. “Is he acting up again?” You asked, cocking your head to the side innocently. Yuji just bit his lip and nodded. “It's okay, I can handle it. Let's just pretend he isn't here, yea?” He said with a smile, moving closer to envelop you with his arms.

You happily returned the embrace, breathing in his scent as you nuzzled your face in the crook of his neck. You were aware of the cursed spirit but had never actually met him. Yuji was very good at keeping him locked away in his body. You pulled away from the embrace but kept your palm flat on his chest, looking up at him with doe eyes. (Color) eyes looked down to his lips and he smiled, happy to oblige with your unspoken request.

He pressed his lips to yours and you didn't hesitate to do the same, wrapping your arms around his neck, your bracelets clanking against one another. He turned his head to the side, allowing his lips to better grasp yours. His tongue swiped across your bottom lip and he could taste the remnants of the strawberries you had shared. You granted him access, mouth opening under his and inviting his tongue inside.

Soft groans escaped from his throat and were swallowed up by the kiss as your wet muscle licked against his. Strong hands snaked to your waist and pulled, yanking you into his lap. Your dress hiked up your thighs as you straddled his hips. Yuji's mind was foggy, lost in the desire he felt for you. He pressed his strong hands against the small of your back, chest flush against his as his tongue licked into your mouth.

You finally pulled away for air, and a string of saliva connected your tongue to Yuji's. Your face was flushed, lips slightly parted and eyes lidded. They held a certain intensity in them that wasn't there before. His lips found your neck, planting hot and open mouthed kisses down your skin. You let out a soft gasp, manicured fingers tangling in his hair. “Yuji…” His name blew through you in a single breath. The sound was music to his ears.

“Yuji, we… we ca-can't…. Not here. Someone will s-see…” You muttered, lazy hands pushing against strong shoulders. “No one will see, we're alone.” He replied without a second of hesitation. His voice was slightly deeper and you knew what that meant. You two wouldn't be leaving any time soon. “Can we at least go in the car…?” You asked, your voice timid compared to Yuji's. He wasted no time, getting up, helping you to your feet and opening the car door.

Luckily, he had placed an air mattress across the back seat just in case of something like this. Sukunas idea but a good one nonetheless. He layed you onto the bed and climbed in himself, shutting and locking the door behind him. He climbed on top of you, slipping a leg between yours as he continued his previous motions. Your hands tangled in his hair once again, back arching slightly when his knee ground against your clit. Your panties didn't provide much protection, after all. He hiked your dress all the way up, exposing your bra and panties in the process.

He placed soft kisses down your neck to your collar bones, stopping at the valley between your breasts as a hand hooked over your hip. His thick finger traced the hem of your panties as he leaned back up into your ear. “Can I…?” He asked. Your sweet boy. “Yuji… I've told you, you don't need to ask…” You spoke breathlessly. “I know, I just like to make sure I have your permission first…” You just smiled and brushed a strand of hair out of his face. He had always treated you like a princess even while making love to you. Always stopping to make sure it felt good, always gentle. He never ceased to give you pleasure but at times he was a bit too gentle.

You have seen porn. You have seen some of the different ways people do it. Part of you had always wished to experience that roughness, even if you loved Yuji and his tenderness. You had talked to him about it a couple of times, about trying new things in the bedroom but he was just too much of a gentleman and scared to hurt you. His finger knocked you out of your thoughts when it slowly trailed up your pussy through the thin fabric of your panties.

You shivered and could feel the damp patch on your panties grow larger. He could feel it too. All it did was further his arousal to the point of almost pain. He slipped his large hand under the damp cloth, drawing circles around your clit. You let out a shaky breath, hands lifting to his shoulders as he continued his kisses on your neck. He slipped a finger inside and basked in the warmth for a moment before sinking another finger into your wetness. Your moans were his encouragement and his lips grew bolder, nipping gently at the skin of your neck.

You hummed and pulled on his pink locks as he pumped his digits in and out of you, successfully coating them in your slick. He added a third finger, fully stretching you out to prepare you for his cock. You mewled, fingernails digging into his scalp as he continued to suck on your skin. His pace began to slow slightly, fingers stuttering before stopping. He froze, fingers still buried in your pussy. You felt a jolt of pain on your shoulder, warm liquid flowing from your skin. You looked down before feeling a strong tongue snake out of his mouth, lapping up the red liquid from your skin.

Yuji had never made you bleed before but you had to admit that you actually liked the feeling. The stinging sensation being smoothed out by the long tongue. You felt yet another tongue lap at you but this time it wasn't your shoulder, it was your clit. A tongue was circling around it, earning moans and whimpers from your lips. You looked down, feeling utterly confused until it clicked in your head. This was no longer your boyfriend. No longer Itadori Yuji. It was his cursed counterpart, Sukuna.

“Pleasure to meetcha, sweetheart~” He rasped, voice completely different from Yuji's despite coming from the same body. “S-sukuna…?” You whimpered out, feeling your stomach do acrobatics inside of you. The man just smirked against your skin and that was all the confirmation you needed. Long fingers thrusted deeper inside of you. Two, then three, then four. Four? How could you possibly take four of those monstrous fingers? The stretch caused a dull stinging sensation and your weak hand, small in contrast to Sukuna's attempted to push him off.

“S-stop…! You're not Yuji.” You protested but the cursed spirit was just too strong. He continued his assault on your cunt, fingers reaching the deepest part of you and causing you to see stars. All the while he continued to bite down on your neck, teeth sinking into your supple flesh and adding to the pain pleasure. You couldn't help but whimper, voice coming out in a needy plea. Music to Sukuna's ears. “You're right, I'm not Yuji. I'm better. In every way~” He cooed darkly in your ear.

Try as you might, you couldn't fight it. Couldn't deny the immense pleasure he was bringing you. Your cunt was a sopping, swollen mess around his thick fingers. Not to mention the feeling of one of his tongues lapping circles around your clit and sharp teeth creating more and more marks on your neck. He reached down, tearing off your lacy bra in one foul swoop. Meanwhile, his fingers curled against a certain bundle of nerves, causing your back to arch and breasts to bounce. He cupped one in his large hand, squeezing the mound of flesh. Hard.

You yelped, (color) eyes squeezing shut and mouth hanging open. Your hand found its way to Sukuna's spiky locks, tangling itself in them as you arched against him. You felt a knot tightening in your stomach, the loud squelching of your arousal on Sukuna's fingers forming a red blush on your face. You couldn't orgasm from this. From someone other than your boyfriend. Especially since Yuji had never made it happen prior. Guilt circulated in your mind but your body overpowered it with the sheer, mind numbing pleasure you were receiving.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came, slick gushing out around Sukuna's fingers. He smirked an evil smirk, pulling his fingers out of you and licking them clean before tearing and I mean tearing his pants off. Blue denim jeans falling in tatters to the floor of the car. He positioned his thick pink cockhead to your entrance, rubbing it against your swollen clit before slamming in. He pushed all the way inside, not giving you any time to mutter a protest or even get used to his size. Your head slammed against the door of the car from the sheer power of this man's thrusts.

“A-ah! W-wait! Slow… S-slow down! I-its too much!” You whined, hands coming up to stop your head from hitting the door again. “Isn't this what you wanted? You wanted us to rail you like this, right? That brat may not notice it but I do. I've seen the things you look at when touching yourself. Aren't you glad to finally get what you wanted?” He spoke with a sort of mockery and edge in his voice. You were too dumbed out on his cock to even mutter any kind of response. “I wonder what Yuji will think. He just has to sit there and watch, fucking his fist as he watches the way you come undone on our cock. On my cock. He could never make you feel this good, huh?” Sukuna laughed a hearty, frightening laugh as his hips sped up even faster.

“Th… that's not… That's not true. Y-yuji is amazing…” you whimpered, mind going blank as his cock crashed against the deepest part of your cunt. Sukuna placed a hand over the small bulge in your tummy, watching as it appeared and disappeared in time with his thrusts. His hips were so powerful that they'd slap against your skin every time his cock would go balls deep, creating a red mark on your ass and thighs.

“You're such a fucking whore, (name). Yuji look. Is this your bitch on my dick? Whimpering so pathetically because of me? God. I didn't know you were into sluts like her. Although she does have a nice pair of tits.” Sukuna laughed, pinching your nipple hard and relishing in the way your back arched, allowing him an even better angle to pound into you. He slipped a hand under you, holding you in your arched position and hiking one of your legs around his waist. His free hand lifted up before coming down in a harsh slap across your tit, earning another sharp cry from your throat.

“Fuck…” He muttered, brows furrowing and a sheer intensity prominent in his eyes. Despite the ruthless slapping of his hips, he hadn't even broken a sweat. A strong hand wrapped around your throat, causing every moan you let out to be conceived as a broken croaking sound. Your face burned with embarrassment and lack of oxygen. Sukuna watched with a sadistic smirk until you pounded on his hand before finally letting you go. He smacked your ass, leaving a large red handprint on your skin before grabbing it, nails digging little crescent marks into your once (skin color) skin.

“Look how good she's swallowing me up… Fuck. I might have to steal this bitch from you, Brat.” He was obviously taunting Yuji who was watching from inside of his own body, fist wrapping around his cock which had never been harder. He clenched his jaw, jealousy coursing through him. But even Yuji couldn't deny how absolutely fucking sexy you looked. Dripping sweat, hair disheveled, mascara running down your face, lips swollen, lipstick smeared and brows furrowed. Pleasure was carved into your every move, every feature.

Your tits were bouncing, red and raw from the harsh treatment they had received earlier. Your belly was swollen with the slight outline of his cock, legs absolutely quivering and cunt more swollen than ever before. Yuji had never seen you like this and seeing that it wasn't even from him made his blood boil. Sukuna, on the other hand, was having the time of his life, mercilessly pounding into you as if you were nothing but a sex doll. He flipped you over onto your stomach, lifting your ass and pressing your face down.

Large pale hands hooked around your waist as he resumed his pounding. This position allowed him to go even deeper which you didn't think was even possible. You clawed at the air mattress below, successfully popping it. The air filtered out of the mattress but that didn't matter, at least not to Sukuna whose hips were still thrusting so fast that his movements were blurred. The continuous assault on your pussy left your eyes rolling to the back of your head, tongue lolling out of your stained lips. You felt yet another orgasm threaten to spill over as he bent your arms behind your back, using them as reins to hold you in place. By now, there was a milky white ring around his cock from multiple orgasms and slick dribbling out of your pussy.

You had barely enough energy to scream out that you were cumming, but Sukuna could tell by the way you clamped down on his cock. He used your hair to force you to sit up into your knees, back pressed against his chest as his hand wrapped around your throat once again. He pounded into your dripping cunt mercilessly, using you for his own pleasure. This went on for hours. Sukuna had bent you into every position that the small amount of space would allow. By now you were dumbed down, mind blank other than the explosions of pleasure coursing through your veins.

I guess one thing about being a cursed spirit is the immaculate amount of stamina. Your tongue was sticking out, limp against your chin as you clawed into his skin, bouncing up and down on his thick cock. You orgasmed for a 5th time, coating his thighs with yet another layer of fluid. You couldn't even moan anymore. Any sound you released was nothing more than a croak or a broken sigh. Sukuna's hips stuttered for the first time since he had begun his assault. It must have meant he was close.

His grip on your throat tightened as he slid his free hand between your legs, tongue licking circles around your clit as he thrusted up into you with even more force than before. His hips stilled for a moment and you felt an overwhelmingly warm sensation fill your womb before his hips started again, fucking his seed into you. Overstimulation had been settled into you for quite a while now but this? This just demolished any ounce of control you had left. You collapsed into his chest, cock still buried to the hilt in your cunt. The man's grip on you slowly lightened until his thumb began rubbing slow circles on your thigh.

“I'm sorry…” he whispered. You didn't have to look up to realize that it was Yuji. Your chest heaved up and down, pouring sweat. Slick and semen seeped out of your abused pussy, dribbling out around his cock which was remarkably still rock hard. Yuji rubbed soothing shapes into your skin, cupping the small of your back as the other hand smoothed out your hair. “Sorry for what, Yuji?” You muttered, feeling absolutely exhausted from the relentless assault on your cunt. “I couldn't stop him… and… and I'm… fuck.” His voice trailed off but you could feel the way his cock twitched inside of you. You realized that Yuji still hadn't had his turn. He began grinding up into you, softly at first but his pressure and speed gradually increased. “Y-yuji! I-i can't take any more… i-its so… so sensitive!” You protested, manicured fingernails digging into Yuji's shoulders.

“Just sit back, I'll do all the work. I'm sorry but I'm so hard it hurts… I hope you'll forgive me.” He whispered into your ear, planting a soft kiss to your temple before his grip on your hips tightened to an almost bruising force. His hips snapped up, cock pressing against your g-spot. You were acutely aware of every small movement, every twitch of his cock inside of you. Overstimulation was your lifelong enemy at this point. Any sort of movement at all sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through you. You gasped and hung your head against his shoulder as he continued to thrust up into you. His thrusts weren't as powerful as Sukuna's but since you were oh so sensitive from earlier, any kind of twitch was enough. You just hummed, voice shaking with every thrust of his.

“Fuck… you're clamping down on me so much…” Yuji whispered, more to himself than to you. His hips sped up and hands moved to cup your ass, squeezing with slightly force as you bounced on his cock. You muttered profanities, voice high pitched and filled with broken sobs as you clutched your boyfriend tighter. Yuji let out soft grunts and groans, pressing his sweaty forehead against your shoulder, hips snapping up into you. He used your hips to slam you down onto his cock in time with his thrusts. “A-ah fu… fuck… Yuji…!” You moaned out his name, rocking your hips against his, despite your cries of protest earlier. His hips stuttered, freezing momentarily. He announced his orgasm before pumping his seed deep inside of you. His big, strong arms wrapped around your waist, holding you flush against his chest, moaning your name as he came down from his high.

Both of you were panting, sweat slicked and exhausted. He lifted you with ease, letting his cock slip out of you and the mixture of semen and slick drip out of your pussy. Yuji planted soft kisses on your temple and forehead before laying you down on the seat and fixing your dress so it covered your body. He sighed and cleaned up the picnic before driving home, using the picnic blanket as coverage seeing as though Sukuna had demolished his pants. It's a shame, they were nice pants too.

[augustofc]

Hey, Y'all! Currently working on a couple fics at once and feeling a bit unmotivated tbh 😭

I have so many ideas but so little motivation UGHH

So, to help me I ask you to answer this poll to help me decide which fic I should actually finish first 💀

(I'm aware that so far I've only done x Fem reader fics but IT'S SO FUN AND EASY TO WRITEEE if you make a request for a specific ship I can do that too ofc! I also have only made smut fics (as all of these options are also smut) but like I said I can also do fluff if given the request to! I love writing and any ideas or requests are very much appreciated! I also wanna thank you all for the love some of my fics are getting. Y'all have no idea how much it means to me that you guys actually like my writing. I LOVE YOU ALLLLLL -Auggie

[augustofc]

Gojo Satoru x Fem!Reader

Pairings: Gojo Satoru x Female reader

!!18+ Minors DNI!!

Warnings: Very slight description of s/a, cunnalingus, bj, p in v, body worship, degrading, praising, multiple orgasms, slight breeding kink, light pda, established relationship

Word count: 3.7k

Authors notes: This took me a bit longer than anticipated. I've been super busy recently which is why I haven't been posting much. I will try and post more and like I always say, requests are open so don't hesitate to ask! I also wanted to say thank you for all the love on my Korra and female reader one shot. Y'all have no idea how much it means to me. Now, without further adue, here's your fic <3 -August

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"How do I look?”

You asked, twirling around in front of your boyfriend. His icy blue eyes trailed up and down your form before he took one swift step and was suddenly hovering over you. He dipped down and captured your lips in a short but fierce kiss, pressing his smooth lips against yours before leaning into your ear and whispering a sultry; “Delicious~” Which had you wishing you weren't going to a party and instead staying here, where your boyfriend could ravage you all night long.

But that would have to wait. You and Gojo were currently getting ready to go to one of your friend's college parties. You both had been having a hard time at work lately and thought it would be nice to have some normality for once in your lives. You were wearing a dark red skin tight dress with silver jewelry to match while Gojo was just in a black dress shirt with a dark red tie to match your dress. (You can imagine something different if you'd like) Little did both of you know, you were quite over dressed for just a college party.

Upon arrival, you gripped Gojo's hand tighter as the music, smell of alcohol and other various substances clouded your senses. Gojo, however, was in his element. His eyes lighting up at every dangerous activity he could lose himself in. He quickly rushed over to the beer pong table, dragging you along by his side. After a couple minutes of watching him play, you lightly, almost timidly tapped his shoulder. “I'm gonna get a drink, do you want one?” But he was already chugging beer from one of those infamous red solo cups.

You sighed and waved him off before making your way to the drink table and pouring yourself some spiked punch. Fighting the urge to gag at the bitter liquid, you leaned against the table and took in the scenery. This definitely wasn't your cup of tea and you hadn't even seen your friend yet. So, when someone tapped your shoulder, you jumped in fright, splashing the entire cup of red liquid all over the man standing in front of you.

“Shit! I'm so sorry!” You shouted over the music, quickly grabbing some paper towels and attempting to minimize the damage of your mistake but the liquid had already seeped into the man's shirt and had decided to stay. “How do you plan on making this up to me, pretty~” You were honestly a bit shocked at the way he spoke but oblivious to what he had been implying. Gojo-who had extremely heightened senses even while intoxicated- had heard you shout and turned to watch the situation go down, all while playing (and winning) beer pong.

He immediately noticed the man's body language and the way he looked downwards at your cleavage but he trusted you. That, and he wanted to see how the situation would play out. That is, until the man grabbed your forearm and pinned you against the wall, his other hand trailing up from your knee to your thigh. Gojo let out a soft laugh, breaking the small solo cup in his hand and leaving his opponent confused as he marched over to tower over the creep.

Gojo tapped his shoulder rather lightly before crossing his arms and tilting his head to the side. “That's not how you treat a lady, is it?” Gojo spoke sweetly but you could tell what he was doing. “Yea yea get outta here. Can't you see I'm tryna do something?” The man retorted, earning a loud chuckle from Gojo. The laugh was so loud in fact that it caused the whole room to freeze. The music cut off, chatter stopped and everyone turned their heads to look at the three of you. You wished you were a turtle so you could just sink into the comfort of your shell.

You moved out from under the man. “Gojo, let's just lea-” You were interrupted by the white haired male yanking you to his side by your waist. “No no it's really my fault. I should have marked you up before we came here so creeps like him would know you're off limits.” He said before leaning down and quickly making a small hickey on your neck which caused you to try and push him off out of embarrassment.

Gojo relished in the man's shocked face, he wanted to do more but he could tell how uncomfortable you were and decided you had had enough action for one day. He began walking towards the door, his arm never leaving your side. The creep made one last offensive remark, something about how much of a whore you were and that set Gojo off. In a split second he had rocketed back across the room and landed a strong right hook to the man's jaw, his sweet smile never leaving his face but you could swear his pupils had dilated.

Gojo placed his hands on his knees, bending down to get closer to the creep who was currently on the floor, blood seeping out of his mouth. “That's really not how you treat a lady. Hopefully you wake up with manners.” He then lightly patted the snoring man's head before getting up and dusting himself off. Everyone stared at him in awe as he walked back towards you and hooked his arm around your waist. You were still frozen in shock and hadn't even realized that your friend had found you.

“(Name)? What the fuck happened? Are you alright?”

“She will be fine after we get home. We were actually just leaving. Cool party but I think (Name) here has had enough for one day. If you'll excuse us.”

He usually didn't speak for you like that, as he considered it to be disrespectful but seeing as though you were still registering what the fuck had just happened, he figured you'd forgive him this once. He guided you out of the party and placed you in the car. The slamming of the car door is what finally snapped you back into reality. You looked over at Gojo as he settled into the driver's seat before turning to you.

“Are you okay? That was quite some party.” He spoke in his usual joking tone but you could tell he was genuinely concerned. You just nodded and smiled weakly. You couldn't help but notice the light amount of blood on his knuckles as he placed his hand on your thigh and started the engine.

“You didn't have to….your hand…” You spoke, your voice barely audible. Tons of things were flowing through your head right now. What that creep had done to you, the way everyone was staring, and how Gojo reacted, were all mixed into one string of jumbled everything in your mind.

Gojo just shrugged it off but you felt something lingering just beneath the surface in the way your boyfriend's brows were furrowed and his grip on your thigh grew stronger with every passing moment. The car ride home was silent other than the light music playing faintly over the radio and the whooshing of the cars going way slower than Gojo's. Once you were home, he got out first and opened the door for you, helping you out and intertwining his fingers with yours as if he was scared you'd fly away if he wasn't constantly holding you in place.

The white haired male quickly opened the door, pulling you inside and locking it behind you. It was only then that he had decided to show what was really bothering him. You gasped as he shoved you against the wall, barely across the door's threshold and you were already flush against your boyfriend and the wall. Before you could ask any questions, his lips were on yours, swallowing any words you had been thinking to say in the process. His hands immediately found their way to your hips, pulling you against him.

He placed a firm squeeze to your ass, earning a gasp from you. Taking the opportunity, the blue eyed male thrust his tongue into your mouth, wrapping it around yours and allowing you to taste the slight amount of alcohol on his tongue. He pinned your hands on each side your head, intertwining your fingers with his as his lips found the sweet spot on your neck. He relished in your soft gasps as he attacked your skin, leaving dark purple hickeys everywhere.

“What are you doing? Someone will see!”

“Exactly. Tonight's events only happened because he didn't know you were taken. So, to stop that, I'm going to mark every. Inch. Of. You. So everyone will know you are mine.”

He growled, almost animalistically as he reiterated each word with yet another bruise on your neck. His words sent shivers down your spine and you could tell he was losing control. He had incredibly dumbed down the situation but you weren't complaining. Not with how good his mouth felt on your skin.

Once he had finished marking you up, he took a slight step back to marvel at his creation. Without a warning, he picked you up and placed you on the kitchen table, knocking various papers and decorative flowers off of the table. Thank god the vase was plastic and the flowers were fake. He instantly spread your legs, yanking you so your pelvis connected with his hips. You were like putty in his hands, molding to whatever shape or position he wanted you in and you loved it.

He tugged your dress off in one movement, throwing it to the couch and leaving you in your (color) bra and matching panties. Gojo then got to work. He littered hickeys all over your chest and stomach before moving down to rest his face between your legs. He took in a long sniff of your scent before repeating his previous movements only this time on your inner thighs, slowly moving up to plant a soft kiss over your clothed clit.

You shivered, instinctively clenching your legs shut as he yanked off your panties, leaving you exposed to the cold air. He forced your legs open, using strong hands to hold them in place as he swirled his tongue around your clit. You let out a strangled gasp, hands flying down to yank at his white locks as he looked up at you through matching colored eyelashes. Despite the sinful movements of his tongue against your sensitive bud, he had an innocent look on his face with a stain of hunger behind it. Ironic.

He added to the pleasure by pushing a digit inside of you and curling it against your g-spot immediately. There was a lewd squelching which caused you to attempt to close your legs again, to no avail. “So wet f'me~” He cooed, his dirty words muffled by your slick folds. He lapped at you with the hunger of a starving predator. “H-how are you so good at this…” You attempted to sound unbothered, as if his skilled tongue wasn't crumbling your soul to pieces with each graze against your sensitive nub. But, with the way your voice came out in a high pitched, breathy almost-moan...? He knew just what he was doing to you.

He pushed in a second digit and curled both at the same time, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking with impeccable force. Your back arched off of the hard table beneath you as he added a third, his whole hand slick with your essence. You felt a familiar warmth in your stomach and suddenly every kiss, lick, suck and touch of his felt 10x as good. It didn't take long before you came undone, your cum coating his fingers and chin as he smiled up at you through innocent eyes.

In a split second, he was licking himself clean before doing the same to you and moving his body back up to your face, pressing his lips against yours in a hungry kiss. You moaned at the taste of yourself on his tongue and while you were distracted, he unclasped your bra, leaving you completely exposed to his crystal eyes. You lazily tugged at his shirt, not enough energy in you to fully unbutton it, but he got the message.

“Mmm use your words, hon~” He spoke with a devilish smirk, his white eyebrows lifting to paint a devious expression on his face. You whined and sat up, placing your palms flat on his chest and gazing up at him with an intense look in your eyes. “Take them off…please. Wanna see you….” You pleaded. How could he say no to such a needy expression? He smirked and took his tie off, slipping it loosely around your neck as he skillfully unbuttoned his shirt. He didn't treat his clothes with the same care as he did with yours, throwing his shirt to a forgotten corner of the floor before yanking you closer by the tie.

As he connected his lips to your neck once again, you pressed your palm against his erection and rubbed up and down, causing him to suck in a breath through pearly teeth before yanking down his pants and boxers in one motion. No matter how many times you two have made love, you always find your breath snatched away at the sight of his cock. It was already dripping pre-cum as he smirked down at you. He rocked his hips against your hand and you knew just what he wanted.

You leaned forward, planting a small kiss on the head of his cock before sucking it, drinking away all of his pre-cum. He let out a shallow gasp as he moved his hand to force your hair into a ponytail, making sure he grabbed every strand of hair out of your face. You took as much of him down your throat as possible, using your hands to make up for whatever couldn't fit. You skillfully bobbed your head up and down, twisting your fists around the base of his cock, his soft moans and groans music to your ears.

He tightened his grip on your hair, holding your head in place as he thrust his hips into your throat, feeling his orgasm approaching. His hips froze in their place as he shot his seed down your throat with an inarticulate cry. You moaned softly as you swallowed every drop of the sticky white fluid. You licked him clean before pulling away and wiping the saliva off of your mouth. God were you a sight to see. Face flushed, lips swollen, chest heaving up and down and hair all disheveled.

He pushed you back down on the table on your back and aligned himself with your entrance before looking down for confirmation that you indeed wanted to do this. To which you immediately nodded, granting him permission. He groaned, biting his lip as he pushed the head of his cock into your slick folds. “Fuck. So tight… it's practically sucking me in~” His words sent shivers down your spine as he bottomed out in you.

He gave you a moment to adjust before pulling his hips out and slamming back in, rocking the table along with your body. You screamed out in pleasure, digging your nails into the wood of the table. No matter how many times you and your boyfriend of 2 years had done this, you never got used to the penetration of his thick cock buried to the hilt inside of your desperate pussy. The speed of his hips sped up just slightly, slowly building up speed. Every thrust of his hips sent your whole body moving along with the table. That's just how powerful his thrusts were.

He tried to tease you– to go too slow just to get your reaction but he was too impatient. His blood boiled with anger from what that creep at the bar had done to you. Part of him actually blamed himself for not stepping in sooner. It seemed to bother him more than it had you. His solution was very roundabout but what else could he do? Put a ring on your finger? He was already planning to do that in all due time. For now, he settled on marking you up behind closed doors and keeping his arm hooked around your hip while in public.

His hips sped up, almost to a blur as he rammed his cock into you, his eyes locked on the slight bulge in your stomach which kept disappearing and reappearing like some lewd magic trick. He placed a hand on the bump in your belly, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Maybe I should fuck a baby into you, that way you'll have a walking neon sign that you're taken. I bet you'd like that.” He whispered before nibbling on your ear and earning a whimper. He smirked against your skin as he felt your pussy tighten around him, answering his question for you.

He settled above you, supporting himself with two hands on each side of your head as he bucked into you. The way your pussy ached and gripped him had him bouncing off the walls. You were so damn perfect. From the top of your head to the tips of your toes, inside and out. He wouldn't want anyone else in this world. The thought almost made him want to take his time with you but that would have to wait for another time. Right now he was fueling on anger and, albeit, jealousy. How dare that man touch what rightfully belonged to him, Gojo Satoru.

No one else was allowed to touch you and he'd fuck that thought into you until your a mess of his seed, muttering the phrase over and over again as he peppered light kisses all over your skin. As the tip of his cock crashed against a certain bundle of nerves, your whole body jerked and tightened around him. Your legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him deeper which you didn't think was even possible. One more thrust of his hips was all it took to drag your first orgasm of the night out of you.

Your mouth made it's signature ‘o’ shape as you arched against him, digging your manicured nails into his pale skin. He fucked your orgasm right out of you, stilling after it blew through. That didn't last for long, however. Once your breathing had calmed, he wrapped a strong hand under you and flipped you over as easily as he'd flip a pancake on Saturday morning. You were now bent over the kitchen table, breasts pressed against the wood as you gripped the edge.

His hips started up again, pumping in and out with impeccable force. “What? Did you think I was done with you? I haven't even cum yet. Don't be selfish~” You were unable to mutter a single word as overstimulation quickly built up in your stomach. All you could do was let out a pathetic whimper and take his cock. You swore you could feel every single inch, every vein as he pummeled into you. He leaned over, pressing his chest against your back as his hips bucked like an animal in heat.

Your head was pressed against the table, muffling any moans and sounds you let out. Gojo did not like that. He grabbed a fist full of your hair and yanked, pulling your head up and pressing your back against him even firmer. You moaned loudly as your reflection's eyes locked with yours thanks to the window. You watched yourself getting fucked into oblivion by the man of your dreams. Gojo soon noticed where you were looking and smirked, leaning down once again to humiliate you further.

“God. Look how fucking hot you are, impaled on my cock. Do you see how much of a desperate slut you are for me? Did anyone else ever dumb you down on their cock? Hm?” He asked rhetorical questions, knowing you couldn't possibly answer him in the state you were in. Your forehead was shiny with sweat, eyes screwed shut and mouth hung open. Your expression was downright erotic and Gojo loved this new position.

You were a whimpering mess, mumbling incoherent nonsense as he fucked you back onto his cock, his grip on your hips almost bruising at this point. You managed to open your eyes to get a look at your boyfriend's expression and it almost made you cum right then and there. His eyes had such an intense hunger in them, you could swear they were practically glowing. His hair was stuck to his forehead until he ran a hand through it, slicking it back. He was just as sweaty as you–if not, more.

He was concentrated, eyes locked on where the two of you connected. He marveled in the way his cock disappeared inside of you. He could feel every bundle of nerves, every soft spongy spot within you and that just drove him further towards the edge. The way you called out his name, your voice broken and cracked and just pathetic was the final push he needed and soon enough, his hips stilled inside of you as his cock pumped his seed into your eager womb, filling you to the brim and then some.

Your eyes practically rolled to the back of your head, vision filled with stars as your arms gave up and sent you tumbling down into the table. He sat still for a couple moments after his release, letting you cockwarm him before finally pulling out and watching your combined fluids dribble out of your hole. The sight made him want to slam back in and take you all night long in every position known to man but one look into your tired eyes, and he knew it would have to wait. He picked you up bridal style and walked you to your shared bedroom.

Gojo smiled softly as he placed you down on the bed, wiping your forehead and any excess fluids away with a napkin before tucking you in and kissing your head. You just mumbled, still a bit dumbed out from the night you had. “I'll go clean the mess downstairs, I'll be back.” He whispered before turning to leave. He was stopped by a weak grip on his hand and a soft “don't go…” from your tired lips. His gaze softened, any anger or jealousy dissipating and he climbed into bed next to you, enveloping you in his strong arms.

He sighed softly, kissing your head before settling into the bed. “I'm sorry about tonight. I should have stepped in before it escalated the way it did.” He whispered even though he knew you were already asleep. You knew he was sorry, though.

You knew.

[augustofc]

Korra x Fem!Reader <3

Pairings: Korra x Fem reader

Warnings: 18+ !!Minors DNI!!

Word count: 3k+ (longer than anticipated 💀)

Notes: I'm really jumping in head first... This is my first ever story (if you can even call it that) I'm posting public and it's smut. Yay me. Anyways, I know my writing style isn't for everyone and if you have any kind of CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, please share. I have actually no idea how to use this app though sooooo.... Also, I know LOK is one of the older fandoms but I was rewatching it and I'm obsessed (again) anyways enough yapping, here ya go you thirsty fuckers <3

Korra was losing it.

She had been at sea for almost a year, helping out a friend of hers and it was killing her. The merciless thrashing of the rickety old boat, the smell of fish and bad hygiene and the fact that she was incredibly lonely was driving her crazy. Despite the whole crew of workers and shipmen, she felt isolated. Miserable. All she could think about? You. Your beautiful (color) eyes and the way your hair was effortlessly perfect no matter how intense, brutal and merciless the day had been towards you. And don't even get her started on that sweet, kind gaze of yours.

Just thinking about you made her heart swell as if she were standing on a cliff, parachute cord in hand and she loved it. What she didn't love, however, was how far she was from you. Hundreds of miles of vast blue ocean kept her from the person she loved most. It was almost too much to bear. It had been so long since you had said goodbye. So long since she had felt your warm hands in her cold ones, felt your gaze on her skin, smelled your perfume. Tasted your li-

Her thoughts were interrupted just in the nick of time, saving her from having to deal with the sensitivity pooling between her legs had her thoughts continued down the path they were headed. The thing that had pulled her from her individual paradise? The boat's horn which signaled they were docking. Korra almost sobbed in delight when she saw just where they were docking. It was the island she had departed from in the first place, the island where you resided. She hadn't even realized where she was headed until she saw the island.

She was the first one off of the ship, nearly tackling civilians with the force of a NFL quarterback as she bolted through the busy streets. She knew where she was going, she could find your house even if she were blind. She owed her thanks to all the times she snuck off and climbed through your window at the dead of night just to escape it all. She would knock a special little pattern so you didn't even have to bother asking who it was. She'd climb through the window and sigh in relief. Every. Single. Time. Like clockwork.

At first she'd act as if it was just a casual hang out between friends but then came the ranting. She would tell you absolutely everything; from what she had for breakfast to how much pressure that came with being the avatar. Having the whole world rely on her to save and protect them wasn't easy baggage to carry. What a load for just one girl in her early twenties. Her visits were routine for the both of you at that point. You loved listening and it was nice for her to be able to let her strong facade fall- even if it was just for a moment. But none of that mattered now. All that mattered was the fact that Korra could see your house in the distance, her heart swelling as she conjured a ball of wind to carry her faster than her feet could move.

Even though she was zooming through the town, earning concerned or intrigued glances by its inhabitants, it still wasn't fast enough for Korra who had been waiting to see you for longer than she would like to think about. Finally, after what felt like hours, she finally arrived at your humble yet cozy home. Wasting no time, she walked over to her signature window and thought about performing her signature knock but decided to leave her visit as a surprise and pick the lock instead. She climbed inside and perched on your bed, listening intently for any kind of footsteps.

Her ears pricked up like a dog when she heard you singing that same little tune which she had always wondered where it had originated. Your sweet voice was wafting through the air as you rummaged through the kitchen. Growing ever impatient, Korra blew a waft of air from her lungs, knocking down one of your books from the shelf before running into the closet. Hearing the unusual sound, you made your way to your bedroom to seek out the source.

Your eyes landed on the book that was currently out of place and you picked it up, brushing it off and straightening a few pages before placing it back on the shelf. Korra moved silently. Like a ninja– except she was wearing bright blue. She cleared her throat as she stood tall and excited, eager to see your face and feel your gaze on hers. When you finally turned around, everything was a blur. Next thing Korra knew; she was on the floor with a thumping head and a bump to match.

“Korra!? Oh my god I'm so sorry! I thought you were an intruder! Although you kind of are, seeing as you broke in through my window– but I didn't mean to hit you!” You spoke, remorse and guilt prominent in your voice as you threw the object responsible for the bump on Korra's forehead to the floor; a frying pan that luckily hadn't been on the burner yet. The pan landed with a loud clink on the hardwood as you fell to your knees next to Korra. When Korra began to laugh, you became even more worried. Maybe you had accidentally given her brain damage..?

Korra looked up at you and you could swear you saw a couple tears of relief well in her eyes before retreating. Strong arms enveloped you in an almost suffocating hug, dragging you down to the floor along with her. You couldn't help but let out a small giggle, happily returning the hug and moving your body as close as it could possibly get. The two of you stayed like that for what felt like hours before you finally sat up and used your waterbending to conjure a small ice cube, placing it on the bubble on Korra's forehead.

“Yknow, you really shouldn't sneak up on someone like that. This is what you get.” You joked, giggling softly as you helped the swelling go down. Korra just rolled her eyes. “How was I supposed to know you were gonna hit me with a frying pan?” This caused the both of you to explode in laughter at the sheer dumbness of the situation. Once you had caught your breath, you tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “What are you doing here? I thought you wouldn't be back for a couple more months?” You asked, a slight smile painted on your face.

Korra shrugged before getting off of the ground and brushing herself off. She reached a hand down and you took it without hesitation. You barely even had to move as your brown haired lover did all the work, yanking you to your feet as if you weighed no more than a baby penguin. You landed against her muscular chest with a soft oof sound, pressing your palm flat against her as you looked up into her crystal blue eyes. Before you could pull away, her slightly chapped lips landed on yours, sucking the breath right out of you.

Months of yearning, of desperation all built up had dug their way inside of the avatar and made the kiss their escape plan. This resulted in you quickly being enveloped by her strong body, trapping you between her chest and arms, forcing you to rise to your tiptoes just to reach her. Your arms wrapped around her neck with not nearly as much force and strength as hers. You were suffocating and you loved it. She devoured your lips like a starving predator who had been teased with a slab of juicy meat for the past year.

When she finally loosened up and allowed you to pull away, you were panting, your face about 10 shades redder than its previous color. “Wow…” was all you could muster out and you couldn't help but tighten your lips at how pathetic and breathless you sounded. Korra just giggled, pressing her soft lips against your temple.

"Sorry I've just... You have no idea how much I've missed you."

“Judging by that kiss? I'd say you missed me a lot.”

Your comment earned a soft flick to your forehead but before you could make another sarcastic comment her lips landed on your collar and any kind of witty remark you had planned to say suddenly turned insignificant and flluttered out of your train of thought.

Your hands found their way to the back of her head, tangling in her shaggy brown hair as if they had a mind of their own. Her name blew through you in a single breath, granting a satisfied hmm? from her as she moved her lips against your skin. She lifted your body with ease, placing you gently on the bed as if you were a precious piece of glass. She maneuvered her body to rest above yours, supporting herself on her hands which rested on each side of your head.

How did things escalate so quickly? You asked yourself. Not that you were complaining. Quite the contrary actually.

You couldn't help but wonder how you had managed to make someone like her fall for you. She was absolutely beautiful from her ocean blue eyes, silky hair and perfect body all the way to her braveness and selflessness. Everything about her was enough to make you swoon on the spot and here she was, the avatar, hovering above you as if you were the whole world in her hands, admiring you with lidded eyes and mouth slightly parted as she took in the sight before her.

You hadn't realized it, but you yourself weren't making this any easier for her either with the way you were staring up at her. You had this…innocent look on your face that went right in direct contrast with the way your body responded to her touch, the way you made those soft little gasps and moans every time her lips found a new sweet spot. She knew your body like the back of her hand. Every bundle of nerves, every little spot that- when kissed in the right way, pushed you right over the edge. You were sitting in the palm of her hand and you wouldn't have it any other way.

Korra resumed her previous actions but progressed them by slipping her tongue past your plump lips, entangling it with yours as you let out soft breaths only for them to be lost in the kiss. Hot breaths and eager lips further warmed the kiss and when you felt her leg slip in between yours, you practically came undone right at that simple yet effective movement. You clutched her closer, growing impatient. Skilled hands unbuttoned your blouse, throwing it to an unimportant corner of the bedroom as she admired your smooth chest for the first time in months.

She took her time with you. Stopping at every birthmark, every dent in your skin and peppering light kisses over it before unclasping your bra and taking one of your rosy buds into her mouth. You let out a shaky fuck. As your hands pulled on her hair ever so slightly. Korra couldn't leave your other bud out, could she? So she took the other one between her thumb and pointer, rolling it back and forth and continuing her motions on the other. She knew how this got to you and soon enough you were arching against her, grinding your hips against her knee as she smirked against your skin.

“Someone's eager~” she teased with a devious grin. You turned your head to the side, a shade of red growing on your cheeks. “You're the one that started this.” You responded. You were always known for your sarcastic remarks and that's one of the many things Korra loved about you. She giggled softly as she continued her journey down your ethereal body. At least, it was ethereal to her. She made her way to your legs, peppering kisses along your inner thighs, courtesy of your skirt. She rolled the fabric up, completely exposing your most secretive parts.

Korra grazed her teeth against your skin, causing you to gasp and instinctively close your legs around her head. She clicked her tongue as a teacher would before parting your legs once again and holding them in place. Her kisses grew sloppier as they moved up to that place where she had been dreaming about for months. She placed a kiss on your panties, the thin fabric not putting up much of a fight nor offering up adequate protection to your sensitive nub. All of this, she knew, of course.

The brunette chuckled at your reaction, relishing in how sensitive you were, just as she remembered. She began pulling down your panties, inch by agonizing inch until you were left with nothing but your skirt which was tangled in itself at this point. That had to go too. Your clothes lay scattered throughout your bedroom but that was insignificant. All that mattered to you now was your brown haired, blue eyed lover who was tying her hair up in a messy ponytail as she gazed down at you with a certain intense hunger only she could possess.

That first lick along your aching core always sent shivers down your spine and your hands flying down to grasp at her hair, usually earning a teasing remark such as “so responsive~” which didn't help very much with easing your growing arousal. When her first finger traced a gentle circle around your clit, your legs jerked and attempted to squeeze together once again but they were not allowed. Korra was being too slow. She was savoring the moment, yes, but maybe she was savoring it a bit too much. You groaned and tugged her closer, hoping she'd get the message.

She did.

Without warning, she plunged a finger into the depths of your core causing your back to arch off of the plush mattress below. “This is what you wanted, isn't it?” She asked with a raise of her brow but you were too lost in the feeling of her finger curling against a certain bundle of nerves to even think about uttering a response. Just the way she liked it. She added a second digit, further stretching you out as she continued her previous motions. Every curl of her fingers, every sloppy kiss or word of praise pushed you further and further towards the edge.

She pressed her textured tongue flat against your clit, earning a strangled gasp and a pull at her hair from you. She hummed against you, sending vibrations up all the right places as her fingers grew even bolder. Her tongue flicked over your clit again, and you were ashamed of the whimper– almost cry that erupted from your throat as you felt your climax inch ever closer. You called out her name but your voice just came out as some sort of croak. “Shhh…it's okay. Just relax princess, I've got you~” She cooed and it would have been wholesome if she wasn't currently scrambling your insides with three of her thick fingers.

She lapped at your folds with a certain intensity, a certain hunger as if she was starving and you were the only source of food around for miles. She pushed her fingers as deep as they could go and within seconds, you were coming undone around her. Your chest heaved up and down as you yanked your lover up so she was face to face with you before pressing your lips against her wet ones and tasting yourself in her saliva. She pulled away with a huff. “Can I try something?” She asked. You would have panicked slightly but something in her eyes comforted you before you could even attempt to overthink the situation.

“What kind of thing?”

“You'll see~”

And with that, she ran into the kitchen and hurried back with a cup of water. “What are you gonna do with that?” Korra just gave you an almost frightening look of excitement as she placed the cup down and began undressing. You raised a brow but decided to help her strip anyway. “God, So. Many. Layers.” You huffed, peeling away layer after layer of cloth like one of those Christmas present pranks. "Sorry..." She muttered in response with a small giggle and no real guilt behind her words. You were extremely relieved when you finally got to see your lover's bare skin. But before you could finish admiring her, you were pushed onto your back. The avatar began bending the water from the cup as she looked down at you with a smirk. Before you could question anything, you felt an incredibly cold and hard object press into your core.

You gasped loudly and looked down to see that Korra had bent the water into a phallic object and was currently pushing it into you as well as herself. You looked up to see her biting her lip as she felt the same sensations as you. Once both of you had met in the middle of the ice shape, she began rocking her hips slightly. You whispered out her name as she pushed all the way inside of you, leaning down to press your bare chests together. F-fuck… she whispered into your ear. The sound of her arousal sent blood rushing between your legs as you wrapped your arms and legs around her, pulling her closer.

The two of you gripped each other close as the sounds of your pleasure mixed, molding into one. Her brows furrowed as she let out small moans. Her hips grew faster, more erratic as she chased her own orgasm and soon enough she was on the cusp.

“I'm- fuck…almost there.”

“Me… me too. Don't stop”

The two of you froze in place, both meeting at the top and feeling your highs at the same time. Korra gave one final thrust before turning the ice- which had dwindled significantly in size- back into water and placed it back into the cup along with all other loose drops and puddles of the water. She collapsed onto you, chest heaving up and down as she held you close.

“F-fuck. I missed this– missed you. So. Much.” She said, punctuating each word with a soft kiss in different spots on your face. You giggled and held her close, relishing in the sensation of her soft and muscular body against yours.

“I can't believe you just fucked me with water.”

“Well, judging from the way you were moaning? I'd say you liked it.”