babbycharlie

[babbycharlie]

oh my gosh… why was this so sweet. I need this in my life🩵🩵🩵

Request for reader being drunk at a party and crying cause she misses her rafe because he went to go do a deal and left Topper and Kelce to watch her and they are freaking out because they know he will lash out at them if he returns to her crying

Where is He?

Rafe Cameron x Reader

The bass thumped through the floor of the Figure Eight mansion like a second heartbeat, pulsing underfoot and rattling the chandelier above with every drop. Half-filled red solo cups teetered on coffee tables, forgotten in the chaos of the summer party unraveling around them. Laughter echoed from the backyard, where Kooks splashed recklessly in the pool, their shouts slurring into the heavy music as they danced barefoot in the grass, the air thick with smoke and salt.

But none of it mattered to her.

Not the party, not the heat, not even the glittering drinks being passed around like candy.

Not when Rafe wasn’t there.

She was curled up on the oversized couch in the living room, tucked like a secret between two embroidered throw pillows. Her sundress—a soft pastel thing he’d once said made her look like spring—was bunched around her folded legs, her bare knees peeking out as she cradled a lukewarm water bottle in her lap. Her mascara, once delicately brushed on, now rubbed off onto a tissue. Her lip gloss had smudged, the corners of her mouth trembling as fresh tears gathered in her lashes.

She looked like a broken doll—so soft, so heartbreakingly sweet—even while crying.

And Topper was absolutely losing it.

“Why is she crying?” he hissed, his voice low but frantic as he leaned toward Kelce, trying not to draw attention from the crowd spilling in and out of the house. “Dude, Rafe is going to kill us.”

Kelce glanced toward the couch, eyes widening at the sight of her sniffling. “I don’t fucking know! She was fine like—like ten minutes ago. I gave her water, I asked if she was good, she nodded!”

“Well, she’s not good now,” Topper snapped, running a hand through his hair like it might suddenly reveal an answer. “She’s crying, Kelce. That’s not good. That’s the opposite of good.”

“She just… started asking for him,” Kelce muttered, palms raised like he was surrendering to the disaster unfolding before him. “Started tearing up and whispering his name. What was I supposed to do? Tackle her with comfort?”

Topper groaned and crouched down beside her, placing a hesitant hand on the edge of the couch cushion.

“Hey,” he said gently, voice edged with panic. “Hey, sweetheart. You okay?”

She sniffled, wiping her nose on the back of her hand as her lip wobbled. Her big, tear-glossed eyes looked up at him with the kind of sorrow that made Topper want to hide behind a curtain and wait for Rafe to come deal with it.

“I miss my Rafe…” she whispered brokenly.

Oh, shit.

Topper shot Kelce a we’re-dead look.

“Okay, okay, that’s alright,” he said quickly, nodding like she might stop crying if he looked calm enough. “He’ll be back soon, alright? He just had to go, uh… handle something.”

“He didn’t say goodbye,” she mumbled, voice cracking on the last word. “He always says goodbye…”

Kelce winced like he’d been physically slapped. “Technically,” he said, inching closer, “technically, he did say ‘I’ll be back.’ Just, y’know. Not to her face.”

“Bro, that does not count,” Topper hissed. “She’s sitting here crying into some random ass cardigan and you’re playing legal loopholes. Rafe’s gonna fucking kill us.”

“He promised,” she whispered. “He said he’d stay close tonight…”

Topper sat back on his heels, running a hand over his mouth. Kelce looked at Topper. “He said to keep an eye on her. We are. Technically.”

“She’s crying, dude!” Topper whisper-yelled. “That’s not keeping an eye on her—that’s emotional damage. Rafe’s gonna flip.”

And they weren’t wrong.

Everyone knew Rafe Cameron for exactly what he was—ruthless when it came to business, cocky as hell on the golf course, and reckless enough behind the wheel to make even the most confident Kook flinch in the passenger seat. He was the golden boy of Figure Eight with a bad temper and a worse reputation.

But when it came to her?

He was a completely different person.

With her, Rafe was soft. Disarmingly gentle. He looked at her like she hung the stars and touched her like she was made of glass. He was patient, caring, and impossibly protective. The kind of protective that had Topper questioning whether his best friend had been possessed. The transformation gave him whiplash on a daily basis.

Because she wasn’t just Rafe’s girl.

She was his peace. His favorite person. The one thing in this world that calmed the storm in him. Which meant there was zero chance he’d tolerate his girlfriend crying at a party while they stood around like idiots.

“Call him,” Topper urged, nudging Kelce.

“No way. You call him. I don’t want to be the one that tells him.” Kelce said backing away with his hands raised.

Topper pulled out his phone— glaring at Kelce, already dialing. “We’re a team, man. If I go down, you’re coming with me.”

Topper hit the speaker button with a nervous thumb.

The line rang once.

Twice.

Then—

“Yeah?”

Rafe’s voice crackled through the phone, low and clipped, threaded with that dangerous kind of impatience that made both boys stiffen like they’d just heard a gun cock.

Topper hesitated. “Hey, bro. Uh… quick question. How much longer you think you’ll be?”

A pause. Then, sharper:

“Why?”

Kelce jumped in too quickly. “No reason! Just wondering. You know. Curious. Haha.”

Silence.

Just a few seconds, but it felt like a full minute. The kind of silence where you knew Rafe was already piecing things together, not saying anything because he didn’t need to. He could feel it—something was off.

“What happened?” he asked finally, voice low and cold.

Topper winced like he’d been slapped. “Nothing happened! I swear—nothing bad.”

“Topper.”

One word. That was all it took.

Kelce cracked. “She’s crying, man!” he burst out, eyes wide and panicked. “She’s been crying for like ten minutes straight and she keeps asking where you are—like over and over—and we tried everything, man, we tried to distract her, we got her water, we played music, we even brought her your sweatshirt but—she’s just… she’s not stopping. She keeps saying you didn’t say goodbye and that she misses you and—”

“Jesus Christ.” Rafe’s voice came through again, tight and harsh. “Is she drunk?”

“Yes,” they said in unison, almost like a reflex.

There was another beat of silence, heavier this time.

Then:

“Keep her inside. Don’t let anyone near her. If anyone even looks at her the wrong way, I’ll find out. I’m leaving now.”

The call ended with a final click, sharp and final.

⸻

Fifteen minutes later, the front door burst open with a loud slam, the sharp crack echoing through the house like a warning shot.

Rafe stormed inside, jaw clenched, eyes blazing.

Topper and Kelce scrambled out of the hallway like guilty kids caught sneaking out—pressing themselves against the wall as if proximity alone would spare them from the inevitable fallout.

But Rafe didn’t even glance at them.

His eyes scanned the living room in a single breathless sweep—then locked onto her.

Curled into the corner of the couch, she looked heartbreakingly small. Her legs were tucked under her, shoulders hunched and shaking slightly as she dabbed at her puffy eyes with a crumpled tissue. Her free hand gripping his sweatshirt beside her. One sandal dangled loosely from her foot, the other lying discarded near the coffee table. Someone had draped a blanket over her lap, but it did little to hide how fragile she looked.

Rafe’s entire body shifted. The tension in his shoulders melted. The rage in his chest folded in on itself.

His voice dropped an octave—gentle, warm, and laced with guilt.

“Hey, baby…”

He crossed the room in a few quick steps, crouching in front of her with his hands reaching instinctively for her knees.

“What’s going on, huh?”

Her head snapped up at the sound of his voice, eyes wide and glossy with tears.

“Rafe…”

“I’m here,” he murmured, already brushing her hair back from her damp cheeks. “I’m right here, angel.”

Without hesitation, she flung her arms around his neck, clinging to him like a lifeline as she buried her face in his shoulder. A fresh wave of sobs shuddered through her, her breath hitching in little gasps against his collarbone.

“I missed you,” she whispered, voice cracking. “You left and you didn’t say goodbye…”

Rafe exhaled slowly, like the weight of her sadness physically hurt him. He pressed a soft kiss to the side of her head, arms tightening around her waist as he pulled her closer.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, voice thick with remorse. “I didn’t mean to do that. I should’ve kissed you goodbye—I should’ve told you where I was going.”

“You always kiss me goodbye…” she whimpered, sounding so heartbreakingly sincere that it made his throat tighten.

“I know, baby.” He cupped the back of her head gently. “That was my mistake. I rushed out without thinking. I was stupid.”

Behind them, Topper and Kelce were frozen like statues in the doorway, still watching—but trying very hard not to exist.

Rafe didn’t even acknowledge them. Not a glance. Not a word.

His entire world had shrunk to the girl in his arms.

He leaned back just enough to see her face, thumbs brushing over her flushed cheeks.

“How much have you had to drink?”

She blinked blearily, sniffling. “I had the pink one. The punch. It tasted like gummy bears.”

He let out a soft chuckle, the first hint of a smile tugging at his lips. “Yeah, that sounds about right.”

Her lip wobbled again. “I felt so dumb for crying. I just—I didn’t know where you were. And it got loud. And then I started thinking that maybe you were mad at me or—something happened and—”

“Oh, baby…” he murmured, pulling her effortlessly into his lap. She didn’t resist, curling into his chest like she belonged there. “You’re not dumb. Not even close.”

He kissed the crown of her head, rocking her slightly.

“You just missed me, huh?”

She nodded against him, still sniffling. “A lot.”

“I missed you too.” He smoothed a hand down her back, protective and tender all at once.

“I’ll always come back to you,” he murmured, voice warm and low against her hair. “Always. You hear me?”

She gave a little sniffle, her nose scrunching as she tilted her head up. “You smell like gasoline.”

He let out a quiet laugh, the kind only she ever got to hear.

“Yeah, well… that’s the price of doing business, baby.” He pressed a kiss to her temple. “Let’s get you home, alright? You need to rest.”

But her arms tightened around him suddenly, her voice small and desperate.

“No. Don’t go anywhere. I want to cuddle…”

Rafe stilled. His heart cracked a little at the way she clung to him—at how afraid she seemed that he’d disappear again. All her sweetness, all that softness wrapped up in trembling hands and teary eyes.

God, he didn’t deserve her.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered, brushing his nose against her cheek. “You’ve got me all night, pretty girl. Right here.”

Gradually, her breathing began to slow. Her body relaxed, her little sniffles turning into soft hiccups as the tension melted from her shoulders. She nuzzled deeper into the crook of his neck, her voice barely a whisper.

“I love you, Rafe…”

His eyes fluttered shut as he smiled against her hair, heart swelling in his chest.

“I love you more,” he murmured. “So much more, baby.”

There was a pause—sweet, peaceful, and quiet.

Then—

Ahem.

Topper cleared his throat awkwardly from across the room.

“So, uh… are we good?”

Rafe’s head turned slowly, eyes sharp as they settled on him. His expression didn’t match the softness he’d shown seconds ago—his features sharpened like a switch had flipped.

“Would you be good,” he said coolly, “if your girl was crying for ten minutes while your boys stood around looking like deer in headlights?”

Topper winced, guilt flashing across his face.

“Okay—fair.”

“I’ll deal with you both later,” Rafe added without looking away, voice calm but edged in steel.

Kelce visibly paled.

But Rafe didn’t give them another second. He turned his focus right back to her, his features softening the moment he looked down. She’d gone quiet again, eyes heavy, her cheek still pressed against his collarbone.

With a gentle hand, he brushed his thumb across her cheek, wiping away a lingering tear. Then he tucked her hair behind her ear with the kind of care no one else ever saw from him.

“Let’s get you home, sweetheart,” he whispered, like a promise.

⸻

By the time they pulled into the driveway of Rafe’s house, she had gone quiet again. Not the sad, trembling kind of quiet from earlier—just sleepy. Content. The kind of silence that came from finally feeling safe.

Her fingers stayed laced with his as he helped her out of the car, her head resting against his shoulder as they walked up the front steps. She swayed slightly with each step, and Rafe held her a little tighter, like he always did when she was tired or tipsy or both.

The front door creaked open, and the familiar scent of his cologne and laundry detergent wrapped around her like a blanket.

He guided her straight to his room, flicking on the soft lamp beside the bed. The warm light bathed the space in a honeyed glow. She looked so small in it—like she belonged.

With gentle hands, Rafe helped her sit on the edge of the bed. He knelt in front of her, fingers easily finding the delicate strap of her one remaining sandal.

“You’re such a good boy,” she mumbled sleepily, watching him through half-lidded eyes.

Rafe huffed out a quiet laugh as he slipped the shoe off and set it aside.

“Yeah?”

She nodded with exaggerated sincerity, flopping back dramatically onto the mattress.

“You take such good care of me,” she said, arms splayed out like a starfish. “You’re my boy.”

A grin tugged at his lips.

“You’re damn right I am.”

He stood and pulled off his hoodie, then carefully slipped it over her head, helping her arms through the sleeves. The oversized fabric swallowed her dress completely, making her look even smaller—soft and warm and his.

She sat up with a sleepy smile, tugging the cuffs down over her hands.

“Cozy?” he asked, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

She nodded. “So cozy.”

Her arms reached out, wordlessly asking for him—and he didn’t hesitate for a second. Rafe climbed into bed beside her and pulled her into his arms like it was instinct, like he needed to feel her just as badly as she needed him. Her body melted against his, her cheek finding the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath his shirt.

“I really missed you,” she whispered after a few moments, voice small but honest.

“I know, baby,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her hair. “I’m sorry I left like that. I’ll never do it again. I promise.”

She traced the fabric of his shirt with her fingers, quiet for a beat before saying, “I feel so silly for crying…”

Rafe leaned back just enough to look down at her, his expression soft but serious.

“Don’t feel bad for feeling things. Especially not when it comes to me.” He tucked her hair behind her ear, thumb brushing her cheek. “I want to know when you miss me.” He smiled mischievously.

She let out a chuckle and lightly hit his chest. She tilted her head, looking up at him with glassy, adoring eyes.

“Even if I’m crying in front of everyone?”

He chuckled low in his throat with a smirk, squeezing her waist gently.

“Fuck, especially then,” he said. “That way I’ve got an excuse to scoop you up and hold you like this.”

She sighed, a content little hum escaping her lips as she curled further into his chest, fingers twisting in the fabric of his shirt.

“You’re my favorite person,” she murmured, her voice thick with sleep and love.

Rafe kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes, holding her tighter.

“You’re mine.”

And just like that, everything inside her settled.

The party. The tears. The spiral of overthinking.

None of it mattered now.

Because she was in Rafe’s arms—safe, warm, and wrapped in the comfort of the one person who never made her feel too much.

And for the first time that night, she felt okay again.

Because she had her Rafe.

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[babbycharlie]

why does this have my pu$$¥ clenching????

pulling off fwb!rafe’s condom during sex

cw: smut, fuck buddies dynamic, p in v, first protected then unprotected sex, creampie, praise, explicit language

“rafe—” you gasped, the back of your head thudding against the pillow as he drove into you, hard and fast, the bed creaking beneath you with every sharp thrust. your hands gripped his shoulders like you were holding on for dear life, nails dragging down his back, a broken moan falling from your lips. “fuck—don’t stop—”

he didn’t. couldn’t. not with the way you were clinging to him like you needed him inside you just to breathe. sweat slicked skin, hair sticking to his forehead, jaw clenched as he tried to keep control, but it was slipping. you made it impossible.

being friends with benefits with rafe cameron meant wild and relentless sex. morning, day, and night. and even when you felt like it couldn’t get any better, there always was this little five percent missing to make it absolutely perfect.

it was this damn rubber that was wrapped tightly around his thick shaft, always keeping that little percentage hidden inside, and waking your curiosity like nothing else.

it was a mutual decision when you both started this little arrangement, of course it was, at least you thought so. rafe on the other hand would’ve loved to just toss that little annoying thing out the window at any given chance.

not that he didn’t care. oh he cared. more than anyone else, that’s why he decided to agree in the first place. just for you and your comfort. and of course you didn’t know that once you guys started hooking up, he went and didn’t dare touch another woman.

not because you two were something exclusive, no. he simply didn’t want to. you were already giving him everything he needed, even if things were just casual. so now, with rafe hitting something deep inside you, you couldn’t help but want more.

you were totally soaked, clenching around him, but your expression said it still wasn’t enough. his hands gripped your thighs, spreading you wider. the slap of skin echoed through the room, mingling with your breathy moans and the rough rasp of his name spilling from your lips like a prayer.

that’s when you stilled beneath him, your thighs tightening around his hips to stop his movements. “pull out.” you demanded and rafe froze mid-thrust, blinking down at you, chest rising fast. “what?” his voice cracked with confusion, panic flickering in his eyes.

“just—” your voice was ragged, pupils blown wide, lips swollen. you were panting, shaking, like your body was on fire. “just do it.” rafe couldn’t help but feel his heart stutter as he pulled back, chest heaving in disappointment. “did i—?”

“no,” you breathed, shaking your head, your hair clinging to your damp forehead. your hand slid between you, fingers curling around the base of his cock. he hissed through his teeth, nearly losing it right then and there. “it’s just—” you looked up at him, eyes blazing. “i want more.”

leaning up, you kissed him hard, tongue brushing his lip before whispering into his mouth, “i want you raw, rafe.” for a long moment rafe didn’t move, he was too stunned, until you started rolling the condom off his cock yourself.

it was slow and deliberate, watching his face the whole time. your fingers were slick, trembling just a little, but your touch was confident, and god if that didn’t undo him. the thin rubber slid off inch by inch, and you tossed it somewhere into the room, reaching for him again like you were starving.

“come on,” you whispered, voice wrecked and dripping with want. “please let me feel you.” and then, without hesitation, he grabbed your hips, dragging you down the bed, and slammed back into you with a raw, guttural groan. you both swore at the same time, almost relieved.

the difference was immediate. no barrier. no distance. your bare cunt hit him like a punch to the gut. it was even wetter and tighter and so much more. you cried out beneath him, hands flying to his back, holding onto him like a vice.

you could feel every single vein of his cock, every time his tip nudged your cervix without any protection. you were soaking him, wrapping around him, dragging him in. “jesus—” he growled against your throat, teeth grazing your skin. “you feel—fuck—you feel unreal.”

you wrapped your legs higher around him, clawing at his back, pulling him deeper, rougher, harder. “don’t stop,” you begged, your voice cracking. “don’t you fucking stop.”

his rhythm turned brutal, desperate, the kind of pace where none of you cared if the neighbors heard. you met every thrust with a needy whimper, the whole bed shaking as your fingers tangled in his hair, dragging him in for a kiss that was all tongue and teeth.

he slammed into you again and again, chasing that sweet spot, chasing your moans, like he’d die if he couldn’t get more. you were already falling apart under him, body arching, hands scrambling for anything to hold onto.

“i can’t—i’m gonna—” your voice broke off in a gasp, head thrown back, mouth open in a silent cry. “cum for me,” he growled against your ear, hips snapping faster. “fuck, baby, cum on me.”

and you did. your whole body locked around him like you were pulling him down with you, your poor cunt clenching around him hard that it triggered his own release, hot and overwhelming. he buried himself in you with a rough groan, the feeling of his hot seed inside you making you moan out as your orgasm rolled over you.

both of you collapsed at the same time, panting, completely wrecked, skin slick and sticky with sweat. your legs stayed locked around him, his face buried in your neck, both of you shaking from the aftershocks.

“that,” you whispered hoarsely, barely able to speak, “was so much better.” rafe laughed, breathless and fucked out, brushing a kiss over your chest. “you think we’re done?”

you just smirked, still catching your breath but fingers already sliding slowly down his stomach, teasing his cock again. “i fucking hope not.”

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[babbycharlie]

yeah, why did we ban him from sex????🤔🤔 we may never know

satoru on a sex ban? impossible. the whole point was for him to suffer, but with all his whining and begging, you were the one getting penalized. and for what? barely a week. monday to friday, that's all it was.

monday evening, he was already rock-hard, giving you his biggest, glossiest puppy-dog eyes. you were just trying to watch a show on the couch, and there he was, fingers tracing your thighs. eventually, you had to kick him out. didn't work, though. satoru just put on a show, getting off to your panties in your bedroom.

tuesday, he didn't even leave the house. couldn't. he claimed it felt "morally gray" to walk around the city with his throbbing dick poking against his pants. that night, even after two cold showers, he was just tossing and turning. neither of you got any sleep.

on wednesday, you almost gave in. he'd dialed back the pathetic act and upped his game. instead of constant groveling, it was all subtle shoulder brushes and stolen glances. he'd press his bulge against your ass when he walked past, whispering naughty things. he'd drawl about how good he could make you feel, how you were wasting time and possible orgasms. he saw it, the way your thighs clenched, your hesitant eyes. but you shook your head and told him to wait two more days.

thursday, he'd mostly given up, but the moping was still there. satoru seemed to figure you were serious, so he actually respected the boundary. you, on the other hand, couldn't take it any longer. he was right there, literally offering himself to you, and you couldn't even remember what he'd done that was so bad in the first place.

ashamed, slightly, but adamantly horny, you quickly told him the ban was over and dragged him to your shared bedroom. not for a second did he make you regret your decision. he ate your cunt like a man starved, and you orgasmed twice just on his mouth alone, then another time when he added his fingers.

when he came inside you for the first time in four days, he didn't last long, but he was murmuring apologies, insisting it was a fluke. if anything, he said, that just showed how much he loved and cherished you.

he even cried. literally. babbling about how well you take him, how much he missed your pussy. he didn't tire for the next three rounds, and by the fourth, you were crying, too. overstimulated and aching, but he didn't let up. if his punishment was a sex ban, yours was the complete opposite.

if you think about it, you're kind of impossible on a sex ban, too.

[babbycharlie]

let’s just give our husband some pu$$y already🤷🏾‍♀️

ever since you gave birth to your baby girl, which was 3 months ago now, your husband kento would not detach himself from your tits.

the baby sleeps soundly in the other room, while your dedicated husband latches to your left boob—sucking like his life depends on it.

“k-ken, not too much…aahh..”

milk drips from your nipple down his chin, his shirt growing damp from how long he’s been sucking. “mmh— i know baby, but you said they‘re sore right? and our little angel is still—mngh—asleep. so… why don’t you just let me help you, mkay?”

soft, hushed whimpers fill the room as kento lays his head on your lap and sucks on your tit. his left palm massaging your right boob and honestly? it does work wonders.

“so good f’me, always—fuck—spoiling me, my love. iloveyousmuch.” his breathy moans were enough for you to look at the tent forming in his pants, your gaze softening as you realize how much he had been holding back.

slowly but carefully, you unzip his khakis and take his dick out through the zipper. the tip—red and pulsating as if calling your name.

in one swift motion, nanami suddenly hovers above you with both arms pinning you to the bed. his nose finds your neck, taking in your scent.

“stop it before we start making baby #2.”

[babbycharlie]

it’s giving…. DeLuLuuuu…🎵🎵

me when satoru calls reader wifey

me when toji calls reader ma

me when suguru calls reader pretty girl

me when toji calls reader doll

me when sukuna calls reader woman

[babbycharlie]

How Y/n is during s3x: it’s giving wanting to have twins

Bouncing on Toji’s cock even while he’s overstimulated <3 ddlg reader

His head’s tilted back, hairline freshly damp with sweat, his chest heaving with every deep breath as he grips the arms of the chair hard enough to splinter the wood. He already came. Gosh, he already came—stuffed you so full the first time you felt it spill out before you even stopped grinding.

And yet, here you are. Still bouncing on his poor cock. All messy and filthy and giggling softly with your hands braced on his broad shoulders, your thighs trembling but still determined as you use his cock like your own little toy because fuck it feels so good stuffing you up.

“Darling” he groans, voice hoarse and edged with warning. His fingers twitch, aching to hold your hips still, but he doesn't—he can’t.

Not when his sweet girl is looking down at him all bright-eyed and pouty like that, acting like it's his fault for being so big, so deep, such a perfect fit for your cunt that he carved out perfectly after months and months of sex—just for him. His plump tip is twitching and leaky as it punches your g-spot over and over.

“You said you were done,” you murmur through a sugary whine, lips brushing the corner of his jaw as you bounce again—a little slower this time like you're savoring it. “So why's your cock still hard, huh?”

He swears under his breath, eyes fluttering shut as his hips jerk up without his permission. “You don't know what you're doing” he rasps, his jaw tight as he looks at you with half-lidded eyes. “I'm too fucking old for this shit—‘m sensitive, baby, fuck—“

But your little giggle is wicked now, dragging your fingers down his big sweaty, chest, tracing the muscles that flex under your touch like you're testing just how far you can push him. “Then why does it keep twitching inside my cunnie?” you whisper sweetly. “Feels like it wants to cum again”.

Toji growls, real deep in his throat, bucking up into you with a desperate snap of his hips that makes you gasp. You weren't ready for that one—not so deep, not so mean—it caught you off guard. You stutter a breath, hands scrambling for his chest again as he grabs your hips hard, holding you still forcefully.

“You're gonna fucking break me,” he mutters through clenched teeth, watching the way your pretty mouth falls open, eyes wide as he holds you there, impaled on his fat throbbing cock, stuffed full of the last load still leaking around the base.

You roll your hips in tight circles, whining pathetically. “Daddy…it's leaking out”

“Yeah? That what you wanted?” he pants, fucking up into you deep and slow— dragging his cock against the swollen mess inside your cunt, making sure to stuff his cock all the way to the hilt so your pube hairs grind against each other’s “Greedy fucking baby, so full and still not satisfied”.

Your legs are shaking, and your voice cracks when you try to sass him back, but it's nothing but a breathy moan. “Wanna... wanna feel you again,” you whisper. “Need it, daddy—need you to fill me again, even if it hurts!”

He snarls something feral under his breath, hands gripping your thighs to bounce you harder now with his sheer strength, ignoring his own overstimulation just to ruin you. “Fuckfuckfuuuck, You're gonna be the death—hah!—of me, kiddo,” he moans. “But if you want it so bad—fine. I'll fucking give it to you”.

And he does.

Even if his legs are cramping and he's seeing stars from how sensitive he is. Even if he cums again with a strangled grunt, filling you a second time while your nails rake down his chest and you sob into his neck, overwhelmed and stuffed to the brim.

Because you wanted it.

And he always gives his baby what she wants.

[babbycharlie]

10 posts!

[babbycharlie]

The desperate ones reading this: that could really be me…

toji wears loose pants for two reasons. one’s utilitarian: freedom of movement. he says it’s for mobility—drop low, feint hard, hip flexibility and pivot range, how tight seams interfere when he lunges. the second reason’s a little less noble.

no pair of fitted jeans was designed to accommodate eleven inches of cock. not comfortably, anyway.

denim’s a no-go; even the softest weave turns unforgiving when you’re packing over eleven inches. he tried once—slid into a pair of fitted dress pants and winced halfway up the thigh. you’d laughed. he hadn’t. so now it’s all drawstrings and elastic waists now. black sweats. slouchy joggers. wide-legged tactical pants.

when he’s home? half the time he goes commando, dick hanging heavy when he stretches or sinks into the couch with a lazy sprawl. the thin cotton does little to disguise it—always a long, obscene bulge resting down one thigh, sometimes twitching when he’s fresh out of the shower and thinking about bending you over the table.

and god, when he stretches: arms high, shirt riding up, the cut of his waist on full display. because for all that upper bulk and hulking mass of him, those boulder shoulders and thick pecs, the veined forearms and monster thighs—toji’s got a goddamn slutty waist. unfairly narrow. hips trim and tapered.

you’d feel embarrassed staring if he didn’t always catch you.

later, when you’re bent over the armrest—his palm print fresh on your ass, cock stuffing you full—he’ll growl in your ear:

“knew you were thinkin’ about it. fuckin’ pervert.”

[babbycharlie]

🜼 ⋆ trying to be sneaky and ride nanami whilst he only agreed for cockwarming.

you’re in his lap, straddling him, fully seated on his cock—and he hasn’t moved in ten minutes.

his hand rests loosely around your waist. the other? flipping pages in the open file on his desk, highlighter cap between his teeth, eyes lazily scanning fine print as if he’s not balls-deep inside you.

your thighs tremble. your panties are shoved to the side, the head of his cock kissing your cervix in a way that makes your lower belly ache. he hasn’t even fucked you yet. just sat you down on it and said, calm as ever, “be still for me. just a little while.”

a little while feels like forever.

his cock is hot and thick inside you, stretching you perfectly, pulsing with every beat of his heart—and you swear it twitches every time you breathe too loud.

you whimper, hips shifting just slightly to ease the ache.

his fingers dig into your hip without looking up.

“don’t.”

you freeze.

his voice is low, not mean—but there’s a warning in it. a sharpness.

“sweet girl,” he murmurs, highlighting a sentence, “if you can’t sit still with my cock in you, maybe i’ll make you kneel under the desk instead. would you like that?”

you whimper again, leaning into his chest.

he finally looks at you—over the rim of his glasses, eyes lazy but stern.

“what is it?”

you pout. “just wanna move a little…”

he chuckles, the pad of his thumb rubbing soft circles on your waist. “you’re already so greedy. i let you warm me, and now you want more?”

his tone is light, but then your hips roll again—just a twitch—and he hisses through his teeth, grip tightening hard around your hips.

“stop.”

your breath catches.

he sets the file down finally, eyes meeting yours, jaw tense.

“i’m trying to concentrate here, sweet girl,” he says lowly, voice laced with heat and restraint. “if i start fucking you now, i’m not getting any work done.”

your cunt clenches around him involuntarily. his eyelids flutter.

“…don’t do that either,” he mutters. you blink up at him. “do what?”

“that thing you just did,” he growls, suddenly sliding his hands under your ass and grinding you down once, hard, making you cry out. “you’re gonna make me lose my patience.”

and then he pauses—looks back at the file.

sighs. like this is just another delay in his long day.

“…five more minutes,” he murmurs, adjusting you in his lap. “and then i’ll give you what you want. until then…”

his lips ghost your ear.

“don’t. fucking. move.”

[babbycharlie]

All New Part 4

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Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

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Instagram

Sabrinacarpenter

Liked by 4,727,281 users

Sabrinacarpenter I know I sound a bit redundant, but Bed Chem music video out now!

Special thank you to @/barrykeoghan, @/yourinstagram, and @/drewstarkey

30k comments

User1 holy shit this was so hot

User2 why is it steaming up in my room now

Yourinstagram thank you for having me queen 🥹

> sabrinacarpenter no one could've done it better

Drewstarkey loved working with everyone

> user3 honey you have never looked better

hole4drewstarkey

Liked by 2,384 users

Hole4drewstarkey I'm literally s(creaming) THE WAY HE THREW Y/N ONTO THE BED WJWHGEWUUE HIS ARMMMMSJSJJSJEN HIS FACE RJRJRJ and don't get me started on how hot y/n is like omfg

85 comments

Yourinstagram hi queen! I'm so happy you loved the video always had the feeling you would go crazy for it also I'm obsessed with your account

> hole4drewstarkey holy shit I just saw that you followed me DOES ANYONE HERE KNOW CPR

> yourinstagram I only know cpr by cupcakKe 😔

Drewstarkey my arm does look good 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

> yourinstagram too bad it was cgi ☹️

> hole4drewstarkey I'm literally about to pass-out

Yourinstagram

Liked by 3,562,792 users

Yourinstagram manifest that you're oversized

19k comments

Madelinecline so proud of my girl

>yourinstagram madsss ☹️

User1 how is she always perfect

Ayoedebri how am I just discovering this DIVA

>yourinstagram omg you are my idol

Drewstarkey let's fulfill the prophecy

> yourinstagram you have me giggling

> drewstarkey big win for me

> user2 OMFG ARE THEY TOGETHER

Your insatgram story

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Taglist:

@mads-writes-vibes @xcinnamonmalfoyx @frankoceanluvr11 @willowpains @rafecameronsfan @mytimeiswaiting @aariahnaa @girl-detective16 @mrsjamespotterr @thepopcultureaddict @purplerose291 @surazim

[babbycharlie]

All New part 3

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Part 1

Part 2

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A/n: sorry for the wait, and I hope everyone has had a amazing Thanksgiving (if you celebrate)

This is a longer chapter to make up for the wait

Please reblog, like, comment

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Text messages

You

Heyyyy

I had a really good time tonight

Would love to go out again

But like only if you want to

Drew

I would want nothing more

You looked beautiful tonight

You

Awww thank youuuu

You clean up nice

Drew

You got me blushing

Can't wait to see you again

Text messages with Mads

You

MADELINEEEE

The night was perfect and so is he

Mads

Awwww that's so sweet

My two favs are going to fall in loveee

You

Don't jinx it

I'm just scared about going out

I don't want any drama bc most of my fans are really defensive of tom

And like if I move on fast, people are going to be pissed

Mads

I know you love being chronically online

But you have healed and like the people in your life knows what Tom did to you

You deserve to be happy and not fearful of the public

You

True

I'm still going to try to keep drew and I private especially since this was only a first date

Okay I gtg but ilyyyyy

Mads

Love you more

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A couple days later

Instagram

tomblyth

Liked by 327,918 users

tomblyth loml

12k comments

User1 well this is certainly a development !

User2 they way I thought I had a chance after the y/n breakup 😔

User3 I just know y/n's gc is going crazy

hole4drewstarkey

Liked by yourinstagram, drewstarkey, and 5,279 other users

hole4drewstarkey drew was asked on the Jimmy Kimmel show if he was open to dating and he blushed and answered definitely WHO IS THE GJRL DREWWWW WHO IS SHEE AND WHY NOT MEEEEEEEEE PLEASEES PLEAK

159 comments

User1 it's me, sorry guys

>user2 me when I'm manifesting

User2 DREW LIKED

>user3 so did y/n.... hmmm

User4 he is so sexyyyy

Instagram DM's

Yourinstagram sent hole4drewstarkey's post

Hmmm open to dating...

Good to know

drewstarkey

Yeah went on a date with a really cool girl last week

Yourinstagram

Lucky girl

drewstarkey

Hold up I just saw the user name and im dying

HOLE4DREWSTARKEY???? killer name

Yourinstagram

I love fan accounts

I started following this one #number1drewstarkeyfan

drewstarkey

Liked by 863,187

drewstarkey missing new york

9k comments

hole4drewstarkey who is behind the camera drew 🤬

>drewstarkey it's a secret

>hole4drewstarkey WTF YOU REPLIED

User1 I'm obsessed with the jacket

User2 thats bae

Madelinecline new york seems to be very popular...

Yourinstagram his favorite drink is a shirley temple btw

>drewstarkey this is confidential information and how dare you release it

Sabrinacarpenter

Liked by 1,278,492 users

sabrinacarpenter the girls are scheming @/yourinstagram

27k comments

Yourinstagram it's killing me to keep this a secret

User1 WHAT IS ITTT5

User2 these queens

Madelinecline the fur coats? I'm obsessed

Yourinstagram

Liked by 973,992 users

Yourinstagram in the city

8k comments

Madelinecline hmmm the fourth pic...

>user1 I feel like Madeline knows things we dont...

User1 the guy in the back of the fourth pic

User2 she's so hot omlllll

Sabrinacarpenter can we try some freaky positions

>yourinstagram how do you feel about wheelbarrow

>sabrinacarpenter yessss 😫

Drewstarkey fire caption

>yourinstagram a genius came up with it

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Hi friends! If you have any ideas for blurbs or even new concepts, send them in I would love to write them!

Don't forget to like AND reblog

Taglist:

@mads-writes-vibes @xcinnamonmalfoyx @frankoceanluvr11 @willowpains @rafecameronsfan @mytimeiswaiting @aariahnaa @girl-detective16 @mrsjamespotterr @thepopcultureaddict @purplerose291

[babbycharlie]

All New Part 2

Part 1

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I wast expecting the reaction I got to part one! Glad everyone is enjoying the quick social media AU! I'm starting a taglist bc some people asked for it so lmk if you want to be included.

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Yourinstargram stories

DM's

Drewstarkey replied to your story

Looking cool

Do you happen to be in LA currently?

Text messages

You

Madeline Cline

Drew starkey just swiped up on my Instagram story

I'm losing my shittttt right now

Mads

Yeah girl ik

He told me and I've been helping him

You

MADS NOW HE KNOWS I SAW AND IM JOT RESPONDINGGGGG

I was hoping to get your help but I see how it is 😒

Mads

IM SORRYYY HE GOT TO ME FIRST

You

MAYBE BC YOU GUYS ARE HANGING OUT

Whatever I'm going to answer without your help

Instagram DM's

You

Thanks!

Im not in LA currently

Im actually in my hometown rn visiting family

Drewstarkey

Well maybe if we are in the same city we can hang out

You

Well I'm going to New York next week

So I hope to catch you there

Drewstarkey

Wow that's actually perfect

Going to be there for press

You think we can swap numbers?

You

Yeah totally

Mine is xxx-xxx-xxxx

Drewstarkey

OK I'll text you later

Drewstarkey

Liked by 2,683,720 users

Drewstarkey the best duo

70k comments

User1 #needthat

User2 what a great day to be alive

Madelinecline A BABYYYYYY

Rudypankow using a baby for attention... wow... thought you were better than this

>Drewstarkey I'm offended you would ever think that 😣

Yourinstagram she is such a mood, just like me fr

> drewstarkey she's got a resting confused face

> Madelinecline y/n what are you doing here 🤨🤨🤨🤨

Yourinstagram

Liked by 935,226 users

Yourinstagram missed being home

7k comments

Yourfriend we missed you more

Yourfriend2 comeback the kids miss youuuu

Gracieabrams I NEED TO SEE YOU

User1 the dress in the second photo is to die for

>yourinstagram YOU WILL AT THE ERAS TOURRRR

> gracieabrams RAHHHHH YESSSSSSS

Madelinecline so where to next... maybe new york....

> yourinstagram it is certainly a possibility

Drewstarkey cool bouquet

> yourinstagram thanks :) I made it

> drewstarkey what can't you do

>user2 MY TWO FAVS ARE INTERACTINGGGGGGGG

Text messages

Unknown number

Hey do you want to get dinner in New York?

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Taglist:

@mads-writes-vibes @xcinnamonmalfoyx @frankoceanluvr11

[babbycharlie]

All New

Hiiii :))))!!!! I'm trying something new and wanted to create something socia media au's, enjoyyyyyy

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Synopsis: actress y/n x Drew Starkey (but that happens later)

Y/n goes through a very public breakup and Drew has never been more obsessed.

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Enews

Liked by 138,997 users

Enews Y/n Y/l/n and Tom Blyth allegedly call it quits after an argument at a bar. Witnesses claim Y/n left the sports bar in tears and friends had to go calm her down.

10k comments

User1 I don't want to believe this

User2 feels like my parents divorce, BUT ITS WORSEEEEEE

User3 now he can finally move onto someone who isn't a gold digger 🙄

> user1 don't pmo... she was famous before they even dated

YourInstagram

Liked by 1,839,006 users

Yourinstagram and friends go to the carribean

10k comments

Yourfriend who needs boys when you can go to a beach

Madelinecline loving the brunette

Gracieabrams SHES FREEEEEEEE

User1 omg she dyed her hair back

User2 missing the blonde 😔

Sabrinacarpenter body is soooo tea in the second pic

Text messages

Mads

Y/nnnnn answerrrrrrrr

Girllll hurryyyy upp

Y/N ANSWER RIGHT NOWWW 👹

You

WHATTTTT

Mads

You will never guess who swiped up on my story repost of you

You

Girl I just got out of a relationship like a month ago 💀

Idk if I can reenter the dating scene

Mads

Okay but would that change if I told u it was Drew and he was asking about you

You

WHAT THE FUCKKKKK

DREW AS IN DREW STARKEYYYYYY

Ik you work with him and shit but he's such a baddie like omlllll

Mads

OK. Sounds like someone is ready to get back to dating if it means it's drew

You

Okay I'm not saying I'm ready to date necessarily

But he is insanely beautiful

Mads

So does that mean I can tell him it isn't weird to follow you on instagram

You

Tell him to go for it

Notifications

Drewstarkey just followed you

[babbycharlie]

All New

Hiiii :))))!!!! I'm trying something new and wanted to create something socia media au's, enjoyyyyyy

------------

Synopsis: actress y/n x Drew Starkey (but that happens later)

Y/n goes through a very public breakup and Drew has never been more obsessed.

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Enews

Liked by 138,997 users

Enews Y/n Y/l/n and Tom Blyth allegedly call it quits after an argument at a bar. Witnesses claim Y/n left the sports bar in tears and friends had to go calm her down.

10k comments

User1 I don't want to believe this

User2 feels like my parents divorce, BUT ITS WORSEEEEEE

User3 now he can finally move onto someone who isn't a gold digger 🙄

> user1 don't pmo... she was famous before they even dated

YourInstagram

Liked by 1,839,006 users

Yourinstagram and friends go to the carribean

10k comments

Yourfriend who needs boys when you can go to a beach

Madelinecline loving the brunette

Gracieabrams SHES FREEEEEEEE

User1 omg she dyed her hair back

User2 missing the blonde 😔

Sabrinacarpenter body is soooo tea in the second pic

Text messages

Mads

Y/nnnnn answerrrrrrrr

Girllll hurryyyy upp

Y/N ANSWER RIGHT NOWWW 👹

You

WHATTTTT

Mads

You will never guess who swiped up on my story repost of you

You

Girl I just got out of a relationship like a month ago 💀

Idk if I can reenter the dating scene

Mads

Okay but would that change if I told u it was Drew and he was asking about you

You

WHAT THE FUCKKKKK

DREW AS IN DREW STARKEYYYYYY

Ik you work with him and shit but he's such a baddie like omlllll

Mads

OK. Sounds like someone is ready to get back to dating if it means it's drew

You

Okay I'm not saying I'm ready to date necessarily

But he is insanely beautiful

Mads

So does that mean I can tell him it isn't weird to follow you on instagram

You

Tell him to go for it

Notifications

Drewstarkey just followed you

[babbycharlie]

All New

Hiiii :))))!!!! I'm trying something new and wanted to create something socia media au's, enjoyyyyyy

Part 2

------------

Synopsis: actress y/n x Drew Starkey (but that happens later)

Y/n goes through a very public breakup and Drew has never been more obsessed.

------------

Enews

Liked by 138,997 users

Enews Y/n Y/l/n and Tom Blyth allegedly call it quits after an argument at a bar. Witnesses claim Y/n left the sports bar in tears and friends had to go calm her down.

10k comments

User1 I don't want to believe this

User2 feels like my parents divorce, BUT ITS WORSEEEEEE

User3 now he can finally move onto someone who isn't a gold digger 🙄

> user1 don't pmo... she was famous before they even dated

YourInstagram

Liked by 1,839,006 users

Yourinstagram and friends go to the carribean

10k comments

Yourfriend who needs boys when you can go to a beach

Madelinecline loving the brunette

Gracieabrams SHES FREEEEEEEE

User1 omg she dyed her hair back

User2 missing the blonde 😔

Sabrinacarpenter body is soooo tea in the second pic

Text messages

Mads

Y/nnnnn answerrrrrrrr

Girllll hurryyyy upp

Y/N ANSWER RIGHT NOWWW 👹

You

WHATTTTT

Mads

You will never guess who swiped up on my story repost of you

You

Girl I just got out of a relationship like a month ago 💀

Idk if I can reenter the dating scene

Mads

Okay but would that change if I told u it was Drew and he was asking about you

You

WHAT THE FUCKKKKK

DREW AS IN DREW STARKEYYYYYY

Ik you work with him and shit but he's such a baddie like omlllll

Mads

OK. Sounds like someone is ready to get back to dating if it means it's drew

You

Okay I'm not saying I'm ready to date necessarily

But he is insanely beautiful

Mads

So does that mean I can tell him it isn't weird to follow you on instagram

You

Tell him to go for it

Notifications

Drewstarkey just followed you

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Part 2

[babbycharlie]

who doesn’t love an older man just like toji?⋆ 𐙚 ̊.

Older!Toji who wears reading glasses while reading his morning newspaper. Hanging loosely on his nose and narrowing his eyes while he tries to decipher the words. Looking like an absolute delicious older daddy.

Older!Toji who is really fit for his age. Rippling muscles, broad shoulders and bulky frame with a lot of stamina. I mean really a lot of stamina. He could pound your abused cunt for hours without breaking a fucking sweat. Folding and manhandling your youthful body with one hand while he relentlessly gives you the best fucking orgasm you could ever asked for.

Older!Toji who stands before the bathroom mirror inspecting his black hair for new grey ones. He acts like he doesn’t cares about it, but it bothers him nonstop. Seeing also his little wrinkles in his face, showing how he slowly looses his „youth“. You try to tell him that you found it incredibly hot & sexy, but he just pouts at you. „Um turnin old mama.“

Older!Toji who gets slowly lazier and lazier to shave himself. Walking around with a stubble beard and wearing a sexy happy trail down his cock. It makes him look absolutely endearing and even more masculine.

Older!Toji who loves to try a lot of kinky stuff in the bedroom. Tying you on the bedframe, while fingering your pussy and controlling your orgasm. Different kind of roleplays like fucking you mercilessly in a nurse lingerie set while he wears a doctor uniform. Trying bdsm with your consent of course and more..

Older!Toji who loves to pump his cum into you every fucking time he takes you. He wants to breed you and make you a beautiful mama cause he‘s getting older and he wants to have a baby with you. But also because he loves the sight of you stuffed and dripping with his sperm.

Older!Toji who cuddles you at night and in the morning almost to death. Pulling you onto his muscular chest, strong arms wrapping around you. He peppers yourself with soft kisses and words of affection.

Older!Toji who keeps track of your cycle just to know when he has to take care of you even more. Buying you pads, your favorite sweets and painkillers. Giving you gentle feet massages and cooking your favorite comfort meals.

Older!Toji who growls, grunts and curses when he fucks you roughly. He loves to show you his pleasure and how much he desires you. He also sometimes moans high pitched especially when you are on top and ride his fat cock.

Older!Toji who fucks you in a full nelson position to assert his dominance over you and so you can see your daddy isn’t old enough yet, to handle a little brat like you. Pounding deep into your pussy until he makes you squirt all over his cock and milk his cock totally dry.

Older!Toji who spoils you nonstop. He takes on a good job just for you, so he can buy you almost everything you desire. It’s not some fancy shit but he tries his best and that’s enough for you.

Older!Toji who loves to spank your ass as an punishment for you being mouthy. He doesn’t likes it when you talk back to him, but secretly also finds it arousing. So he lays you over his knee, smacking your asscheeks until they are reddened enough to be fucked.

Older!Toji who gets really possessive and jealous over you. He doesn’t likes it when you dress to revealing or when you talk with men your age. He knows there are better options out there than him, but he also doesn’t wants to loose you.

Older!Toji who loves to fuck you around the house as an workout. Pounding you against the table, making you ride his cock while he sits on the stairs. Bending you over the kitchen counter and abusing your cunt until you both remain panting and sweating, coated in your juices.

Kenpachissluut ⋆ 𐙚 ̊.

[babbycharlie]

„kitty appreciates some sweet milk & cock.“ <33

BoyfriendGrimmjow who loves to buy you pretty and sexy kitty lingerie sets. Letting you wear a furry black long tail, that is stuck inside of your asshole and some fluffy cat ears, in all black with some sexy nylon thigh stockings. He wants to see you crawl around on the floor for him and meowing to get his attention and of course to get his cock inside of you.

BoyfriendGrimmjow who snuggles sleepily into your soft chest in the early morning, being all grumpy and cute as he doesn’t wants to get up. He demands your attention, wants you to stroke his fluffy hair while he purrs contently into your skin.

BoyfriendGrimmjow who has the habit to spend hours on his hair, especially when he is in his resurrection form. He loves to brush his long blue hair for hours or letting you braid it just for fun. He has the prettiest fluffiest hair you could ever imagine, even prettier than yours.

BoyfriendGrimmjow who massages your feet when you had an rough day at work. You don’t even have to ask him twice, he does it with all his heart. (Secretly having an foot fetish lol) Working on your feet with some scented essential oils, his slender hands gliding over your soles like pure magic.

BoyfriendGrimmjow whose favorite Position is the amazing Full Nelson. Grimmjow likes to be in charge and loves holding you all together with his strong hands, while his cock relentlessly pistons into your poor cunt, making boost his arrogant ego even more. Especially when he sees you falling apart in his arms, filling you up to the brim and make you squirt all over him and his hard length.

BoyfriendGrimmjow who loves to drink some sweet milk. You have to buy atleast 5 packs of milk a week just for him. It’s kinda funny but he really just acts sometimes like a cute little kitten who demands his milk or else he gets all grumpy. More than he already is.

BoyfriendGrimmjow who let‘s you ride his face when he‘s needy as fuck. He grinds your body back and forth on his tongue by gripping your ass tightly and working his magic on you. He slurpes all your juices off from your dripping core, until he makes you cum all over his face. His face is sticky and messy, just ready to dive in again until his mouth gets tired but his cock is ready to fuck you.

BoyfriendGrimmjow who won’t let you go out with skimpy short clothes. He trusts you but he hates how men are ogling your beautiful body. He gets incredibly jealous and would likely love to kill these guys for only looking at you. Poor Boy is trying to behave badly on his animal instincts.

BoyfriendGrimmjow whose dick immediately becomes hard, when he only catches a little glimpse of you. He comes to you pushing you roughly down on your knees, freeing his throbbing thick cock from his pants for you ready to suck. He loves when you go all sloppy and rough, while looking up at him with your innocent teary eyes.

BoyfriendGrimmjow who has an massive kink to breed you every single time he fucks you. He loves seeing you being full with his sticky thick cum, stuffed to the brim and ready to explode. Watching how his sperm slowly drips your thighs and ass down, your puffy swollen pussy aching ready to be fucked again.

BoyfriendGrimmjow who reaches your cervix every fucking time his cock thrust deep into you. It was like his cock was made for your beautiful pussy. Your warm moist walls clenching around his hard length comfortably, while his cock slides perfectly in and out your wet sensitive little hole. He makes you see the universe every time he claims you and your pussy again as his own.

Kenpachissluut writes ⋆. 𐙚 ˚