baegetas

[baegetas]

》 house of horrors.

(KINKTOBER SPECIAL)

goku black x zamasu x afab reader.

summary: a strange individual approaches you during a halloween party, and he's brought a friend with him.

warnings: minors do not interact, explicit content: dub-con: don't read if possibly triggering, coercion, objectification, public sex, alcohol consumption, threesome (mostly just the reader being used,) monster fucking if you squint, oral sex, overstimulation, possessive themes, implied kidnapping

word count: 3.2k

a/n: first time writing something like this? kind of hard to write something tame for these two... lmao. i wanted to do something for kinktober. turned out better than i expected. delivered to you hot off the press, straight from word.

A frat party: deafening music that rattles your eardrums. Lights swirl around in shades of orange, yellow, and red. Solo cups litter the floor, and the air reeks of marijuana. People adorn costumes of anything from a single devil-horned headband to full-blown outfits that had to have cost them an arm and a leg. You? You chose a black, corseted dress and a velvet cape with a hood. Dark makeup was meticulously drawn onto your face. Your friend had dragged you here under the pretense of getting drunk and having a good time, but you lost them upwards of an hour ago. You found yourself outside, sitting in a lawn chair that was about three days from death.

Scrolling on your phone, you heard scuffling in the grass. It was light, like it was your friend approaching. But, no; you looked up to see a tall man in a black gi, adorning a green earring. Black, spiky hair covered his head, and his eyes were dark and predatory. He looked eerily familiar, perhaps like someone you’d seen on television, but you couldn’t place him.

You cleared your throat. “Nice costume. Simple, but it’s scary.”

“Costume? Is that what you mortals call it?”

His voice had the faintest twinge of a British accent. Being a few drinks down you blinked at him, thinking it was all part of the act. “Uh, yeah. Sure.”

“Not one for parties like the rest of them?”

“No. Way too loud. Plus, my friend abandoned me, so that doesn’t help anything.”

The man chuckled under his breath, squatting down to be eye-to-eye with you. “I see. Mortals do have the tendency to abandon allies for their own interest. It’s not surprising.”

You cleared your throat again, trying to orient yourself. Trying to convince yourself that something was off about this man. “Who are you?”

“Me?” He scanned the area before lowering his voice. “I suppose you can call me Black.”

“Black?” You managed to laugh. “I guess it matches the costume.”

“There’s no costume at play here, mortal.” You looked into his eyes, and they showed no hint of amusement. No hint of sarcasm, humor, trickery – there was nothing. “I have a proposition for you.”

You leaned forward. “Okay?”

“My acquaintance and I are here, observing your kind.” Black said that with slight venom. You had the initial instinct to run, but the liquor in your system had you curious. “I think you’d be an especially nice one to investigate. What do you say?”

You checked your phone for a split second, seeing no messages from your friend. They didn’t even know you’d left the heart of the party. “What does... investigating entail?”

“Just a conversation.” He smirked, revealing unusually pointed canines. “Unless you’re interested in more.”

“More?”

With one look at your startled face, he burst out in a guttural laugh. “Fret not, dear. I’m in a rather good mood today. We won’t harm you. Just indulge us.”

You were about to ask before there was a bright flash. Within one blink, another person was standing in front of you. Well, person was a loose way to define him. Green skin, pointed ears, and strange clothing. White hair, and gray eyes that peered right into the deepest parts of your soul. In a way, he was scarier than Black. Much harder to read. He cooed, “this is the one?”

“Oh, yes.” Black eyed his acquaintance. “Pretty, is she not?”

“Perhaps.” The green-skinned being leaned forward. “Not the worst looking mortal. Strange attire. Does it have something to do with the human holiday?”

“Halloween? Yes.” Black stood up. “They dress up like demons and ghouls. I quite like it.”

“Hm.” The other one was still observing you. “Very well. I am Zamasu.”

“Za...ma...su.” You said that slowly. He teleported here, so you finally realized that they weren’t joking around. This wasn’t an act. There was something else going on. “Okay. Hi?”

They glanced at each other, then back at you. You felt like you were being examined – studied, for a purpose beyond you. And the dark of night wasn’t helping. Zamasu purred, “you don’t seem to be having fun here, mortal. How about you come with us?”

Your jaw didn’t move like you wanted it do. You’d always been told to avoid situations like this. To avoid strange people approaching you. But these weren’t people – these were something else. You cleared your throat. “Where are we going?”

“Somewhere private,” Black’s voice was honeyed, “so the other mortals don’t interrupt us. Besides, if they saw us, they would simply have to die. Gods aren’t supposed to be perceived by your kind.”

Zamasu smiled. “Let’s go, shall we?”

He held out his hand. You stared at him for a few seconds, body frozen in time. You were afraid, but at the same time, you were intrigued. Slowly you stood up, hand taking hesitant hold of his strangely cold palm. Then, everything blurred. Suddenly, you found yourself in the woods, with Zamasu and Black standing in front of you. You wobbled, stumbling right into Black’s chest. A laugh echoed through his body. “Heh. Did that startle you?”

You jumped backwards, adjusting your clothes. “Uh... I mean, yeah. What... was that?”

Zamasu stepped closer. “Teleportation, dear. You took that well. I’ve seen other mortals vomit afterward.”

“Yes. I suppose she does seem to have a healthy form.” Black towered over you. “What makes you so different?”

“Uh...?” Your hand was shaking ever so slightly. You backed up and bumped into something. You yelped, turning around to see that Zamasu was behind you.

“Going somewhere?” His hand reached out, tilting your chin upwards. “I wouldn’t do that. It’s rather disrespectful to deny the questions of a God.”

Your lip quivered. His skin was so cold. It sent goosebumps shooting down your back, and you heard Black step up behind you. “If she won’t tell us, then I suppose we’ll have to find out for ourselves.”

Zamasu looked up toward his partner. “A rather brazen idea. Of course you’d be the one to suggest something like that.”

“Don’t tell me it isn’t at least a little enticing to you.”

Zamasu rolled his eyes, turning them back to you. Silver gaze was still looking through you, and you felt scared. Afraid. But at the same time, the adrenaline in your body was running right to your core. He leaned toward you and whispered, “how would you feel about that, little one? Not that it matters to him, but I prefer to at least see how you’d feel.”

Having him so close, his scent filled your brain. He was pressing you against Black, and Black was holding you in place. Hand cupping your jaw, he smirked, humming to himself as your eyes searched his face. “I...”

“Don’t be shy, now,” Black growled from behind you. “There’s no judgment here if you’d like to have a little fun with strangers. It’s in your nature, is it not?”

“And we’d give you a better time than any other mortal could provide for you.” Zamasu’s charming smirk was cracking your façade. You tried to be stuck up and coy, but it wasn’t working. If they were Gods, they could probably read your mind. “Don’t you agree?”

You swallowed roughly, breath hitching in your throat. You stammered, “I... don’t disagree.”

“Ah, there she goes.” Black snickered behind you, leaning over your shoulder. “I knew she’d cave.”

“Because I’m more charming than you, perhaps.” Zamasu leaned closer. “He’s far too barbaric, especially with pretty girls like you.”

Black scoffed. Your heart jolted. “Pretty...?”

“Oh, yes. I’ll give credit where it’s due. Let us see.” He chuckled, brushing hair from your face. He leaned in for a kiss, taking you by surprise, but his body’s cool temperature mixing with your warmth was intoxicating. Something you’d never felt before. It made you shiver, and you couldn’t help but kiss back. You felt teeth sink into your neck, causing you to groan. Zamasu pulled back, eyes flickering to his partner. “Heh. She sounds as nice as she looks. You chose a good one this time.”

Black snorted. “You don’t have to tell me. I could tell by the way you were shoving your tongue down her throat.”

“Tch.” You were silent as Zamasu spat, “you’re the one that’s far too excited to have your way. You have no idea how to court a woman.”

Black bellowed a laugh. “I have no interest. You’re far too soft.”

Black spun you around and kissed you violently, pressing you past Zamasu and into a nearby tree. You clawed at his shirt, It was hard to breathe from the intensity of his actions, and you heard Zamasu scoff behind him. You almost couldn’t reciprocate. Black wasn’t there for taste. Black was there for the thrill of power. Hands grabbing at your skin, teeth biting your lip – by the time he pulled back, you were heaving for breath. Black chuckled and mused, “I could take you right now. But it seems my counterpart gets his turn this time. How disappointing.”

Turn? Your eyes flickered to Zamasu, who was staring at Black coldly with his arms crossed. “Good. At least you remembered our agreement.”

Black glared back at him. “I’d fight you for her if I wasn’t feeling so pleasant.”

“That would be unwise.”

Black barked out a laugh, backing away from you. Black said they were acquaintances, but they bickered far too much. Zamasu approached, pulling you into another kiss. His approach was much smoother, and his hand traveled up your thigh through the slit in your dress. Hesitantly, your arms folded around his neck, causing Black to scoff in disgust. You could feel jealousy radiating off him, and Zamasu seemed to be reveling in it.

As he made out with you, his gold fingers grazed along your underwear, making you suck in an exhale. But the way that he touched you in just the right spots, you didn’t deny him. It made him laugh. His finger slid underneath, sliding along your bare folds. He pulled back to coo, “You seem so hesitant, but your body denies you, hm? You’re more excited than you seem. Perhaps you’re one of those girls that... thinks about things akin to this? Who ponders being taken?”

Your head leaned back against the tree, and his cold fingers played with you. He leaned forward to whisper, “I bet you fantasize about being watched, too. Perhaps you like being under the predatory gaze of my counterpart, hm?”

Zamasu’s fingers pressed into you, causing you to whine. Never before had you felt such a cold sensation. He nipped at your ear, moving his fingers at a steady pace. He purred, “are you going to give me an answer, or will I have to be rough with you? I’ve no issue with brats, but I do enjoy being sweet from time to time.”

“I... do think about things like that,” you breathed out, legs shuddering ever so slightly from the stimulation. You felt Zamasu smile against your neck. “I... just... it seems so...”

“Sinful? I suppose.” His tongue flicked against your neck. Heat was building in your core. “We’re all sinners in some way, no?”

Black was pacing, like Zamasu’s slow approach was getting under his skin. Zamasu chuckled at it, fingers speeding up. You groaned, and Zamasu eyed his counterpart. “Suffering back there?”

“Shut up.”

He hummed before capturing you in another sweet kiss. It didn’t take long for you to squirm under his touch, and he kept you in that kiss while you came all over his fingers. He chuckled as he said, “that’s good.”

His fingers withdrew from you, and he stepped to the side only an inch. As you were reeling, you felt a tongue press against your folds, causing your eyes to snap open. Black was below you, devouring every ounce of slick he could gather. Zamasu was busy nibbling at your neck. You tried to tangle your fingers in Black’s hair, but he growled and smacked your hand away. Zamasu purred, “take no offense. He isn’t too fond of being touched.”

You whined in response, legs shuddering. You heard Black chuckle before he pulled back. “Tastes better than expected.”

“Hm? A compliment from you?” Zamasu smirks. “That’s a rarity. You should thank him.”

Black stood up as you stammered, “Thank... You.”

“Good.” Zamasu turned to his counterpart. “As we agreed, I’ll be taking her. You can either stand and brood or see if she’ll have you from the front. Perhaps she’ll oblige if you’re a little sweeter, no?”

Black mumbled to himself as Zamasu eased you onto your hands and knees. Luckily, the ground below you was moss, and you were far from anyone that could hear. He leaned over you, hands sliding down your sides. “You’re such coy creatures, Feigning modesty, but given the opportunity, you’d throw it all away for divine pleasure.”

Getting down on one knee, he slowly pulled up your dress, gathering it around your hips. Hands cradling your ass, he was quick to slide your panties off, throwing them somewhere in the dark. His fingers prodded your entrance as he observed you, pupils dilated. Black peered over his shoulder and mused, “I’m getting keener on fighting you for this opportunity. Look at that.”

Zamasu hissed, “I have the same disdain of mortals, but objectification is unsightly. It won’t get you anywhere.”

The malice in his voice startled both of you. Black resorted to leaning against a tree, arms crossed and pouting as Zamasu loosened his pants, sliding them down just enough to free his own erection. Fingers still prodding at you, he chuckled. “Oh, I’m going to have fun with you, sweetheart. Do relax. I’ll take care of you. Be grateful.”

“I... am.”

“Good.” His head prodded against you, making you shiver. A hand gripped your hip as he slid himself into you, and the stretch of his inhuman girth made you mewl. You couldn’t run; even with one arm, he was stronger than you. Yet, the way he hit every single inch of your walls – it made your eyes roll back in your head. Eyes flickering back, he had a malicious, hungry look on his face. Such a stark contrast to the charming, cunning look in his eyes just moments prior.

He gave you about fifteen seconds to adjust before he started moving his hips, making your chest collapse downwards. Your hips arched upwards, giving him a better angle to gain momentum. You could hear your own wetness squelching out of you, and Zamasu couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh, this is heavenly. A perfect fit. Such a wonderful body to match a stunning face.”

You gasped out, “thank you,” as your body jerked with his thrusts. At the same time, your hair stood on end. The desire radiating from Black was undeniable. As you came undone on Zamasu’s inhuman cock, he rubbed your ass as he mused, “Perhaps you could pleasure my counterpart, dear? I’m afraid he's getting rather antsy.”

You looked back, eyes half-lidded. “H... How?”

Zamasu smiled, pace never faltering. “Use that lovely mouth of yours, darling.”

You were going to argue, but the thought of denying Zamasu tugged at your heartstrings for one reason or another. You managed to pick yourself back up and mumble, “I... can.”

“That’s a good girl.” Zamasu said that as Black got on one knee in front of you, already pumping his length. His, at least, seemed more human. But you doubted that he was. Black took your jaw in his hand and prodded his head against your lips.

“You’d better take it well.” Black said that as he pressed his length into your mouth. They were fucking you on both sides. He threw his head back, grinning in pleasure as your groans reverberated against him. “Oh, yes. Keep making her do that.”

Zamasu’s pace quickened, and the volume of your moans increased in turn. Black grabbed your hair to keep your head in place, causing Zamasu to glare. “Gentle.”

“Why should I?”

“Because I ordered you to.”

“But she feels far too good.”

Tears pricked at your eyes as they argued over you. Their pace didn’t slow as they bickered, either. Your walls tightened around Zamasu, making him grunt. “I... understand that. However...”

He never finished the statement. His hips snaps against you, which snaps your mouth toward Black. Their movements are perfectly in sync. Black growls animalistically, looking down at you with crazed eyes. “Yes, yes! That’s it.”

He roared as he came into your mouth. He was quick to slip himself out, holding your jaw shut. He rasped, “Swallow, or I’m going to do it again, mortal.”

You used every muscle in your body to swallow. His thumb pried your mouth open, looking inside. With a satisfied grin, he pulled his pants back up and stood up. He strolled back to his post at the tree, and your moans began spilling into the air instead. Zamasu’s stamina was incredible. Looking back, there was sweat rolling down his forehead. He looked blissed out, an angelic smile on his face.

“Lovely, lovely.” He cooed, hands on your hips with a bruising grip. “Just a little more, darling.”

Your thoughts were a mess at this point. Your body felt like it was full of electricity, and you found yourself with a smile on your face. Was it pleasure born, or were you genuinely enjoying this? Perhaps both? Yes, both.

Then, with a grunt, Zamasu’s hips snapped against your own, and he came with an uncharacteristic growl. He slowed to a stop, taking a matter of seconds to catch his breath. Keeping himself inside, he pulled you upwards by your shoulders, holding you against him like a doll. Your head leans against his shoulder as he strokes your sides and your thighs. From behind, Black sneers, “What’s the matter with you?”

Zamasu hums, “I could ask you the same.”

“So gentle toward a mortal. This stands against everything we’re striving toward!”

“Hm.” His fingers brush against your cheeks. “But, I like this one.”

“You’re just in a pleasure-filled stupor.” Black steps forward. “We should get rid of her.”

 “Absolutely not. ”Your eyes opened a sliver, and Zamasu looks at you with a sweet smile. He looks back to his counterpart. “I’d like to keep this one.”

“What?” Black’s lip twitched. “That’s ludicrous!”

Zamasu withdraws himself from you, standing you up with him. He straightens out your clothes as if you were a doll, and then picks you up. He stares at you dotingly. “Then, she’ll be my responsibility. You won’t even need to acknowledge her existence.”

“You cannot just keep a mortal!”

“You’re the one who insists on studying them. What’s the problem in keeping one as a pet?”

Black stammers, not responding. He scoffs, turning around. “Whatever. But I’m not taking care of it.”

“Certainly. I chose her, after all.”

“I chose her, for one.” Black eyes you both with disdain. “But I suppose keeping one around isn’t the worst idea in the universe.”

Zamasu adjusts you in his arms, making a pleased noise. You’re almost limp, unable to comprehend the situation at hand. They walk forward, and in a flash, teleported, taking you with them.

[baegetas]

ADULT STORE

↳ GETO すぐる + fem!reader

"Oh, see I told you... this product's a bit intense."

1.5k words

Summary : product testing with the helpful employee at the adult store!

Warnings : minors do not read/interact : smut/explicit content : using toys, stranger/hookup sex, softdom!Geto, praise, cunnilingus, fingering, dirty talk, squirting, multiple orgasms, sex fantasy trope (sex with the adult store employee)

Note : i haven't made a trip to the adult store in ages bc... everything i want is so expensive lol (the struggle) 😭 i have some rlly funny adult store stories i could ramble about but i will refrain ✋ anyways, indulge yourselves in this fantasy, angels! 😈

Playme : wanna know what it's like?

The gate of the store buzzes, the employee watches you open it with a clink and enter the adult store. Your eyes flood with the overwhelming sight of wall-to-wall toys.

The smooth voice of the employee comes from behind the cash register.

"Yo."

Long hair. Dark, brooding look — almost gothic. Attractive hands with pronounced veins running over the back of them, poised on the countertop which he's lazing over.

He sees you and slowly straightens out his back out to impress you with his height.

"Ah, h-hello..."

He hears you stutter, and assumes it must be your first time in an adult store.

"First time? I mean, in an adult store, that is." he breaks the ice.

"Haha, y-yeah... yeah, it's my first time."

Yeah, that's what I thought.

He holds hard and deep eye contact with you. Yes, he's aware of how intensely he stares. He's doing it on purpose.

"Would you like some assistance, or do you just want to leisurely browse by yourself?"

His tone is so friendly, it doesn't let on to how heated his abdomen is getting at the sight of you.

"Yes, please, I'd appreciate your assistance."

Aw, of course.

"M'kay... then let me assist you."

He smoothly comes out from behind the counter and the two of you stand in front of a wall of toys.

"Overwhelmed?" he chuckles, noting how your eyes widen while looking at all the products. "I know there's a lot to choose from. But just focus on your needs. What do you need?"

"What do I need? Honestly, I have no idea what I need." you laugh nervously.

I know exactly what she needs...

"Well, why don't we carefully go through the products together? I'm sure I can figure out what you need. Promise I know my stuff. I've been working here for three years."

His nonchalance and professionalism puts you at ease. It's something he prides himself on: making customers feel relaxed.

Your eye catches on a pink dildo, so he takes it off the rack to show you up close.

"This one's good, it's got a ribbed design." he shows it off. "Are you looking for just penetration or clitoral stimulation?"

Aw, she's flustered.

"Uh, both I guess? Yeah. I'd love both."

Of course you'd love both. That's what you need, pretty girl.

"Both? Come over here. Let me show you something you might like."

There's a flirty tension between the two of you that just keeps getting more and more... intense.

He plucks a curvy vibrator. It looks expensive. Because it is expensive.

"This one's got ten functions—"

"—ten?! Sounds a bit extra."

"Nothing's too extra when it comes to your personal pleasure."

The two of you share a long look, then laugh.

"But it really is an excellent product."

"Are you advertising?" you joke teasingly.

"Absolutely." he jokes, "Kidding. I'm not trying to come across as a preachy marketer or something. I've used it with partners in the past, that's why I'm recommending it; I know it's good. It's a pretty intense toy. Helps girls squirt even if they think they can't."

I could make her squirt.

He's running his eyes up and down your body.

"Is that so...?" you mumble flirtatiously, eyeing out the product in his veiny, manly hands.

"Hm, still a skeptic? Because I'm sure I could please you."

He hopes that you note his deliberate use of 'I' and not 'it' there.

"Yeah. I'm sure you could please me, too." you flirt.

A heat erupts in his abdomen and stomach.

Oh wow... now she's really flirting, huh? Why'd I wear tight pants today of all days...

He has an unwavering gaze on you. You've captivated him. Put him in some kinda horny trance.

"Did I say me? Sorry. Slip of the tongue." he murmurs, voice dropping lower, "I meant the vibrator." he obviously lies.

You and him exchange a suggestive, longing look. You can feel your pussy clench around nothing, begging to get stuffed up and pleasured.

He hesitates before speaking again, as if he's scared of crossing a line and making you uncomfortable.

"If you want to... we could test it out together?" he suggests. His nonchalance is an act, really he's so nervous when he asks this.

"I'd love to..." you consent, and he doesn't miss the erotic excitement in your tone.

He nods towards the backdoor, eyes keeping on you and your cute little body that he just wants to feel and squeeze like a toy itself.

"Promise to keep your lips sealed about this? I don't wanna get fired for uh... you know... demonstrating products... to my pretty customer."

"Only if you promise to help me squirt for the first time."

Oh wow. Fuck. I'm hard.

His lips widen into a devilish grin. "Sure thing."

After a sloppy, desperate make out with this stranger, you find yourself sat on the couch in the breakroom. Door locked. Blinds shuttered closed. Legs spread wide to his liking, as he cushions the vibrator into your plush slit.

He's rubbing it slowly up and down your folds. He watches your reactions intently, breathing heavier at the sight of your pussy squishing under the pink dildo. The buzzing sound fills the room, but your moans are louder.

He clutches the toy gently, massaging the bulbous head into your clit with sweeping circular motions.

"F-fuck... that pretty clit feels good, doesn't it? Yeah? Let's get it feeling even better."

He turns it up a notch. It buzzes harder against your sensitive nub.

"How's that? Haha, yeah, intense, isn't it?

"Yeahhh — Fuck! Ohhh that's so good, that's so — oh my goddd fuckkk. S-sorry I think... I'm gonna cummm — !!"

"It's okay. Cum as hard as you can, yeah? I want you to get a good idea of how well this toy can pleasure you before you buy it, after all. Oh there we go... just let go and... f-fuck... wow... j-just cum like that. Fuck... that pretty clit feels so good now, huh? Gonna cum? Gonna cum for me, with a vibrator on your cunt?"

He takes note of your reaction to his dirty talk and smirks. Then he slyly turns the toy's setting higher and it buzzes more intensely, and in one... two... three... seconds, you're squirting like crazy all over the pink vibrator and his hand.

Holy shit, look at that pretty pussy gushing... she could drench my dick. I wanna be inside her so fucking baddd...

"Oh, see I told you... this product's a bit intense." he regains his professional tone after you cum.

He turns the toy off and watches you come down from your shaking orgasm, smug look on his face. He keeps it clutched in his veiny hand, and brings it up to his lips to suck and lick up all your juices from it.

She tastes so fucking good... I feel dizzy.

You watch him with wide eyes as he tastes your slick off the toy.

"F-fuck... wh-what did you s-s-say your name was again?" you stutter, starstruck by this stranger.

You're so fucking dizzy, your pussy is buzzing like it still feels the intensity of the toy against it.

"Hm, wanna know my name?" he smiles teasingly, "How about you cum on my face and then I'll tell you."

"Fuck, okay."

And then as soon as you give him permission, he's hungrily diving between your thighs.

"Oh my god..." he loves how you gasp and writhe under the influence of his mouth.

Let's see how fucked-out I can get her. Wanna see her lose her mind 'cause of me.

His lips latch onto your labia and suckle, then onto your clit. He points his tongue at your clit, then oh my god flattens it and laps at your bud while suckling. His softness shows a hint to tenderness in his personality; he really knows how to treat a woman well.

This stranger spoils your pussy with his tongue and lips. He seems to be in his own little world while nosing between your thighs. He carelessly gets your juices smeared across his cheek and lets the rest dribble down his chin.

"Fuck fuck fuck — like that, like that. Don't stop don't stop — !! 'm gonna cum! G-gonna — fffffffucking cummmm ahhhhh — !!"

He flicks the tip of his tongue against your sensitive bundle of nerves, eager to make your pussy freak out on his mouth. Just before you cum he slips two fingers into your hole, middle and ring, and pumps them into a sweet spot hard. He just wants to get an idea of the feeling of your pussy when it cums.

Suckling at your clit, fingering you with nice hard rough strokes, closing his eyes like he's the one enjoying it meanwhile he's silent and you're moaning like you're going insane. He can tell you're close and speeds it up.

"Cum cum cum, cum for me. Just let go and cum." he sounds so desperate, and that professional tone of his is finally cracking. "Cum on my fucking face, please."

And he dives his tongue right back into your hole, wriggling his tongue around, resulting in the nastiest wet squelching sound. His lips press flat against your pussy, he draws in a deep breath and your heat is all he smells.

Please cum on my face. Please please please.

"Ah! Fuck! Fuckkkk!"

You gush right on his lips, which are plump and swollen and red and glistening with your slick.

He pulls away and licks his lips and tells you his name.

"Suguru, by the way. My name's Suguru. Hey... can I give you my number?"

Oh he's so smooth. But he's even smoother at the checkout, when he asks if you're free this Friday for a date. At his apartment. With the company of some of his favorite toys.

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[baegetas]

》 blackout.

son goku x afab reader

summary: sitting at the bar after a hard day, you're joined by none other than your friend gohan's father, and he knows how he can cheer you up.

warnings: minors do not interact, explicit content: age gap, multiple orgasms, (slight, if you squint) implied cheating, overstimulation, drunk sex, alcohol consumption

word count: 1.7k

you were alone at a bar. you'd completely flunked an exam that you'd studied hard for, and you were downing shots like they were nothing. even the bartender was asking if you were okay, to which you'd reply with a simple, "i will be."

while you were mindlessly scrolling through social media, a giggle cut through your brooding silence. it was familiar. you looked over your shoulder, finding that you were face-to-face with a "friend" of yours: goku. well, correction: he was gohan's father, and you were a friend of gohan's. you were a little scared of goku at first, but warmed up to him once you knew he wasn't some scary muscle-head. he grinned at you and promptly mused, "hey!"

"hello, goku."

he sat next to you, looking at you like a dejected puppy. "aw, what's wrong? you looked bored from over there, but man, you seem pretty sad."

you sighed, failing to hide the smile from him. "i guess. but i didn't expect to see you here, out of all people."

"whaaat?" goku giggled and spun the barstool around. "are you kidding? this place is so fun!"

"no, i mean, like, i didn't see you as much of a drinker."

"eh... if it's sweet, i don't care what it is. i'll drink it. heeeey!" he flagged down the bartender, grinning happily. "you have jello shots? yeah? you should give us a few!"

you gave him a slightly agitated look, to which he giggled and said, "don't worry, i'll pay! i don't know what's got you so down, but it's time to cheer up!"

that giggle would be the end of you, and you knew it. as the shots slid onto the counter in front of you, you sighed. it wouldn't be horrible to have a little fun, right?

next thing you knew, goku had convinced you to join him on the dance floor. there had always been something so charming about his idiocy. something charming about how oblivious he was. however, now that he had you in your own little corner of the place in the dark, you could see something else behind those sweet eyes. you could see intention, like he was aware of exactly what he was doing. he was aware that it was the two of you. he was aware that you were both tipsy. he was aware that he was double your size. he was very aware.

with the lights spinning again, flashing a multitude of colors, you found yourself lost in music. lost in liquor. you and goku had been gradually getting closer to one another. you found yourself dancing right against him, and his rough, calloused hands were sliding up and down the sides of your torso, with a focus on your hips. swaying back and forth in rhythm, you could feel his muscles against your back. you could feel his breath against your neck. you shuddered, and looked up at him for some sort of clue as to what he was thinking. and looking back at you were two serious, calculating eyes. like a predator. "heh. you look surprised."

your lip shook ever so slightly. "you... are you?"

he smirked. "am i what? gotta finish the sentence."

you hiccuped, trying to clear your throat. "flirting?"

"i dunno," he hummed, feigning innocence. "problem?"

your eyes flickered down to his hands on your hips. they were gripping you. "...no."

his voice dropped an octave, getting raspy. "nice. you mind if i do something?"

"to... to me?" he nodded, and you were having trouble suffocating the butterflies in your stomach. you swallowed roughly, leaning your head back against his shoulder as you stared up at him. he was holding you against him. for a moment, you thought, what would gohan think? i mean, this was your friend's dad. this man was twice your age. but nonetheless, you replied, "you... can do anything you want. to me."

within a split second, he flipped you around and pressed your back against the club's concrete wall. you had no time to breathe. goku was kissing you with a passion. your hands gripped his clothes, pulling him as close as you could. his thigh pressed in between your legs, and at that point, you were putty in his hands. all you could do was whine. this was a completely different goku, and you were loving it.

he sank his teeth into the side of your neck, and you moaned out loud. when you noticed someone staring at the two of you, your eyes widened. "ah- goku! hey."

he pulled back from your skin by just inches. "something wrong?"

"we... we can't do this. not... in public."

his voice was gravelly. "why not? i'm sure people would love to watch. make 'em jealous."

you blushed and stammered out, "it... it's indecent... and a little illegal... to do things like this in public. my apartment would be a better place."

"your apartment?" he stood straight up and pressed two fingers to his forehead. he gripped your shoulder tightly. "gotcha."

and suddenly, you were both standing in the front hallway of your apartment. you blinked a few times, unsure of what the fuck just happened, but all of that was thrown to the wayside when goku's lips found yours again, pressing you against the wall of your living room.

your belongings fell to the ground, and your hands started to pull his shirt up so you could feel his torso. every muscle, every divot - he was so fucking ripped. and his hands weren't wasting time with you, either. traveling up your thighs, he tore your panties off with one finger. his hand grabbed your entire ass, and he took in a deep inhale, smelling your scent on the skin of your neck. "god, you smell so good."

"you... ah!" you lost your train of thought when he started grinding his crotch against yours. with flushed cheeks from a drunken stupor, you mumbled, "you... want me, don't you?"

shedding his t-shirt, he growled, "what do you think?"

he was biting at your skin as his hands discarded the rest of your clothes, albeit in a more refined fashion. once you were completely nude, he couldn't hold himself back anymore. he picked you up like a doll. like you weighed absolutely nothing to him. he was quick to find your bedroom, and he quite literally threw you down onto the bed. then, he followed. and his tongue found your slit, rough hands pushing your thighs apart so he could taste you as much as he possibly could.

your hand tangled in his thick hair. he was so sloppy, but it was quick to send every nerve in your body into a frenzy. he would grunt and groan, and his nose would bump against your clit, sending a jolt through your body. when his tongue actually plunged into you, you lost all of your bearings. you came all over his face, and he replied to it with a pleased groan, unwilling to pull away until your body relaxed. with one eye open, you looked down at his messy face. his dark, widened pupils. his flushed cheeks. then, he grinned. "i thought you'd taste good, but that was better than i thought."

panting, you whined back, "goku... i..."

"already on it." he was quick to remove his pants and boxers, and he was quick to climb back over you, trapping you in another kiss. with the full weight of his body against his, you realized just how small you were. his length slid along your folds, and you could taste yourself on his tongue.

your hands found his back when he got the opportunity to press himself into you, and he did so with a guttural groan. at that point, you couldn't think. the slow stretch was just too good, and your foreheads rested against one another until he was fully sheathed in you. he panted, "so... tight... i gotta..."

you panted back, "just... just fuck me."

and when his hips started snapping back and forth, you couldn't help but whine. your nails dug into his back, and his face was buried in your neck. he was relentless, keeping a fast, steady pace. as your moans got louder, you heard his voice in your ear. "shh... be a good girl. i know you can handle it."

hitting that sweet spot over and over, it didn't take any time for you to come undone a second time. and a third time. goku hadn't even broken much of a sweat, and he had you completely folded over underneath him. your eyes were locked on his as he cooed, "yeah, that's it. good."

in that moment, you understood that he was going to finish inside you. and you didn't care one bit about it. as if on cue, his huge frame leaned down to trap you in a tongue-filled kiss, hands gripping your ass. you weren't going anywhere. he had you completely pinned.

you'd lost count of how many times you came before his thrusts started to get sloppy. he was grunting more often, shaft head poking at your cervix every now and then. it hurt, but you were far too blissed out to care. "good girl. just... a little bit more, okay?"

by now, you were a babbling mess, but you managed to nod in response. the bed was slamming against the wall, and you knew that your neighbors on all sides would be complaining about the noise, if they hadn't already. his grunts were going right into your ear, and he grunted especially loudly as he said, "you ready?"

you nodded and mewled, "yes, please."

goku growled, then moaned beautifully has he came right into you. his hips didn't even stop, riding out his own orgasm with a blissful look on his face. when his hips eventually stopped, he collapsed onto you, breathing heavily. you were doing the same. your head was spinning. after only a minute, he propped himself up on his elbow. "whew... that was... amazing."

"i... know." you said this so quietly that you could barely hear it yourself. "it was."

then, goku gave you that trademark giggle. that trademark grin. you looked at him through half lidded eyes as he said, "i think we're gonna have to do that again. way more often than just once. i'm gonna need it."

you smiled and wrapped your arms around his torso. you couldn't respond vocally, but pulling him closer was the answer he needed. he giggled again and relaxed atop you, with no intention of moving any time soon.

[baegetas]

》 heaven.

zamasu x afab reader

summary: zamasu isn't fond with another mortal flirting with his favorite human, and he's done sitting back and watching.

(original was posted on my main account, this is rewritten in second person!)

warnings: minors do not interact, explicit content: fingering, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, possessive themes, rough sex, overstimulation

word count: 2.4k

↳ "i've never seen you so nervous."

to have a supreme kai staring you down - it's a harrowing experience. silver, narrowed eyes were looking through your irises and right into your soul. standing mere inches from you was zamasu. and he did not look pleased.

"zamasu." your voice came out weak. "what's gotten into you?"

his jaw clenched ever so slightly. "the concept of one of those barbaric mortals even so much as thinking that they have the right to someone as divine as you is absolutely revolting."

you blinked a few times. that's what it was about. "he... just asked for my phone number. i told him no."

"as you should have." his voice cold. using his finger, he tilted your chin upwards. "and as you should do for every single one of those filthy beings who dare to ask for even a sliver of your attention."

"i... don't understand. you know how i feel about people." his hand was cradling your jaw, thumb brushing against your lip. "what... is this about, really?"

"what is it about?" he was eyeing you lovingly. "it's about the fact that there is but one being fit to claim you."

swallowing roughly, your lips parted just a bit to murmur, "... who?"

he chuckled and purred, "me."

your breath caught in your throat. his expression was stoic - never changing. there was no glimmer in his eye that hinted at a lie. "you... want me? but i'm..."

"... a mortal? perhaps, but you're a special case, dear." his confident aura was penetrating through your skin, paralyzing you. "i'm just surprised that you never noticed. mortals do tend to be quite oblivious, so i won't take offense."

"you... want me." your voice came out barely audible, like you were trying to convince yourself that this was true. it made him smirk. to him, you were so small and weak. and the lost, clueless look on your face was making it better. "in... what ways?"

zamasu moved centimeters closer to you, speaking in a low, sultry voice. "in all ways, darling. if that's alright with you."

"wouldn't that... break rules?"

"supreme kai law? i suppose." he brushed a piece of hair from your face, leaning ever closer. "but you and i both know that i care little for those old-fashioned doctrines."

"i see." a brief silence followed, and your eyes were darting around his face. it was a second that lasted for hours. "... it's alright with me."

"are you sure?" he tilted his head in a sarcastic manner. "once you start, you won't be able to stop. you never will. i'm sure you're aware."

your jaw was trembling ever so slightly. "i'm sure."

he smirked in such a feral way that it exposed his fangs, and he chuckled to himself. "good. that's exactly what i wanted to hear, my dear."

that's when his lips crash into yours, startling you. you didn't think he would ever actually do such a thing. to break his moral code and kiss a mortal? a human, of all things? it was ridiculous, but you weren't going to look a gift-horse in the mouth.

he pushed you against the wall, doing his best to mind his own strength. hands slid down your sides as you began to reciprocate the kiss. his tongue pressed into your mouth, strangely-cold spit mingling with your own. in fact, everything about him was cold, even his skin. yet, his passioned burned like an out of control fire.

when he pulled back, he mumbled to himself, "exquisite. even better than i imagined."

trying to catch your breath, you push out, "you... been thinking about me?"

"of course i have." he presses his body against yours, hand resting against the side of your neck. "you invaded my thoughts. thoughts of purity, righteousness, and justice being tainted by ones of desire. i tried so hard to resist, but you've simply made it to difficult. i want nothing more than to devour you and invade your mind in the same manner."

he begins to kiss you again. his hand was pulling at your shirt, and then he separated from you for just enough time to remove it. with a growl, his lips met yours again, and his hands moved to your chest. you were being suffocated by him, and that's exactly how he wanted it to be.

"come here." he growled that against your lips, with a flushed look on his face.

he pulled you toward the bed, and turned you around. your back was facing him as he pulled you into his lap, and his cool breath was hitting your neck. his hands slid up your thighs, to your hips, and your chest. he unclasped your bra and threw it to the side. you felt him tense up as he rasped, "you are simply divine, darling."

his lips met yours as his hands played with your chest. teasing your nipples, you whimpered right into his mouth. your hips rolled against his still-clothed legs, leaving you with only half the friction you desired. when he diverted his attention to your neck, your head fell back against his shoulder. kissing and nipping at your skin, he was so pleased by the reactions he was getting from you. it was even better when you groaned out his name in such a desperate manner.

his breath shook as he said, "oh, that was marvelous. oh, how i've craved to hear my name like that."

he bit the side of your neck hard, lightly sinking fangs into your skin. every time he did this on a sensitive spot, you groaned. his hand moved to your hip, guiding the movements so you couldn't stop stimulating yourself. he was just playing with you, and you knew it. you cursed yourself for not expecting him to be a sadist.

"a sadist?" you heard him chuckle. "my, my. i suppose so. look who isn't as innocent as i believed?"

you forgot that kais could read minds. his hand slid under your skirt, moving dangerously close to your heat. fingers dragging along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, your hips bucked toward his fingers. it made him laugh. "so reactive. is there something you need?"

his voice made your body hot. "i... need you to touch me."

his fingers inched closer to your clit. "you'll need to elaborate, sweetheart."

"your fingers." you panted that out. "in me."

"that's a good girl. that wasn't so difficult, hm?" he pressed a kiss to your neck before placing you down on the bed. on your back, he took no time to slip off both your skirt and panties in one simple movement. his eyes didn't leave you as he removed his overcoat, hanging it over a nearby chair. as he climbed over you, he mused, "i like to think of myself as a benevolent god. i'm happy to give you what you need, you just need to ask properly."

his hand touched your clit after that. exploring everything with his fingertips, he gave you a light kiss on the lips. feeling your slick, he teased, "to think you could get this worked up so quickly... that's sinful, darling. i've barely done anything. or, perhaps, i'm just that good?"

you tried to respond, but you were stopped when he pressed tow fingers into you. he pushed them in as far as they would go and curled them, making your entire body jolt. "zamasu!"

"needy, are you?" you looked down at him through one eye. he pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in, repeating the motion at an agonizingly slow pace. you were squirming, body craving more. "i wonder how loud you can be. let's find out, hm?"

he was finger-fucking you at a steady place, always forceful on re-entry. it'd make your body jerk every time, and he was watching your face contort with pleasure. then, he curled his fingers, prompting you to groan his name. a crazed look in his eye formed as he growled, "again. do it again."

his fingers quickened in pace, causing your back to arch up. that's when he laughed, and a third finger pressed into you. the stretch sent heat shooting through your body, and your toes curled. watching you like a predator, he was quickly learning how to make you squirm. you mewled out, "zamasu... i... gonna...!"

and just like that, his fingers stopped. the high you were right on the edge of faded out of view, leaving you speechless. zamasu was smirking darkly, and he laughed to himself. his fingers withdrew from you as he said, "beautiful. you'll take me so well. i can tell."

your lip quivered. "but, i..."

"hush, darling. you will." again, he read your mind. he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead before whispering, "relax. give me a moment. get comfortable, hm?"

you felt him move off the bed. your head was spinning, but you had enough sanity to pull yourself upwards, resting your head on a pillow. your eyes were shut as you caught your breath, listening to the sound of fabric rustling. then, zamasu crawled back over you, brushing some hair from your sweat-covered forehead. "feeling alright, darling?"

you leaned into his touch. "yes."

he leaned against you, and it was the first time that you felt his skin in such an intimate way. he kissed you passionately, hands roaming your body. his length was rubbing along your folds, sending a shiver down your spine. with a sharp inhale, he said, "i'm going to ravage you, now."

you nodded quickly. "i know."

you folded your arms around his neck, and he allowed you to touch him without protest. his forehead pressed against your own as he began to slide his length into you, leaving your mouth agape. he let out a beautiful groan himself, a look of pleasure breaking out on his face. your nails raked at his skin as you whimpered, and he chuckled softly. "i know, sweetheart. it's a bit of a stretch for you, isn't it? you can handle it. i have no doubt."

"oh, god..." you groaned that with tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. upon being fully sheathed within you, his body shook. you were adjusting quickly, and he was using every fibre of his being to hold himself back. his breath was shaking, and he was starting to sweat. finally, you whispered, "move."

zamasu wasted no time. he pulled himsef almost all the way out, and then thrusted back in all the way to the hilt. he did this a few more times with a grin on his face. a look of ecstasy. he leaned back just enough to push one of your legs up, and he gazed down at you as he mused, "this... is a sight i could very much get used to."

you didn't get much time to look at his skinny, yet toned physique before he started driving himself into you at a rapid pace. your hands were searching for anything and everything to grab ahold of. mewls were pouring out of your mouth, and his head was thrown back. hands gripped your skin as he moved, and it wasn't long before you were pushed over the edge. walls closing around him, he groaned in such a way that made your orgasm even more intense. "gods, that was amazing. i wonder how many times i could make your poor little body do that for me, hm?"

an idea flashed through his head, and he was quick to flip you onto your stomach and pull your hips up. he drove himself back into you, holding onto your hips with a death-grip. he leaned over your back, pressing you down as he brutally fucked you. "there's no conceivable way that you're a mortal. you feel far too good."

"you..." you could barely speak. the sheer amount of girth hit every spot possible. sparks of pleasure were shooting all over your body, and it wasn't long before you just allowed noises to spill from your mouth completely unfiltered. "so... good."

"you poor thing. you can barely speak, can you?" he said that arrogantly and bit your neck, pressing your head down against the pillow. "do you enjoy being mercilessly dominated by a god?"

between breaths, you responded, "i... do."

he grabbed your wrists and pinned them behind your back, continuing his with brutal pace. "and what god is giving you the privilege to feel such a thing?"

"you!" you came undone again as you said this, which made him grunt.

you felt his nails digging into your hip. "louder! tell me who you belong to, mortal!"

you cried out, "you, zamasu!"

"heh... good girl. that's what i thought." with that, he returned you to your original position. he plunged back into you while delivering a violent kiss to your lips. one hand remained on your hip, and the other tangled in your hair. the pace of his hips managed to get faster, and he was overwhelming you. your body was in a constant state of pleasure, and you had no idea if you'd come again or not.

when his thrusts began to get wild and disorganized, he couldn't continue kissing you. his head fell into the crook of your neck as he panted. "oh, gods."

with a particularly hard thrust that slammed against your cervix, he came right into you. his pace slowed, and his body eventually rested against yours. with both of you panting, he recovered much quicker than you ever could. he purred, "you took that very well."

you opened your eyes just a sliver to look at him. "thank... you."

he relaxed himself, and took the opportunity to cradle your head against his chest. his fingers tried to straighten up your hair. being in such close proximity to him - it made you feel untouchable. you heard him murmur, "i think i'm going to stay here for a while. if you don't mind."

"no... i don't." you could feel yourself falling asleep. you were the one exception. the one treasure. "don't mind..."

"hush. you're rambling, dear."

"... sorry."

"it's alright." he pressed a kiss to your forehead. to sleep in the arms of a god - it was a luxury that you thought you'd never be given. then, zamasu's voice purrs, " sleep, darling. no harm will come to you so long as i'm here. that, i promise."

[baegetas]

emz 𖤐 22 𖤐 any pronouns

✧˖*°࿐ 18+ blog. fanfic lover since ‘09. main blog is here.

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》 about + byf

『 current fandoms i’m writing for are jujutsu kaisen, pokemon, and dragon ball. subject to change. unsure about requests at the moment, but feel free to say hi. 』

[baegetas]

MASTERLIST.

》 heaven (zamasu x afab reader)

》 blackout (son goku x afab reader)

》 house of horrors (goku black x zamasu x reader) (DUBCON)

[baegetas]

ABOUT + BYF

⇢ emz

⇢ 21

⇢ they/she/he

⇢ sagittarius (nov. 24)

⇢ science-fiction / horror lover

⇢ favorite characters: zamasu, vegeta, goku, gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro, mitsuri kanroji, kakasi hatake, itachi uchiha

⇢ i am greyace. while i write a lot of explicit material, i am not very comfortable with it in my personal life. please keep that in mind while interacting. i'm happy to say whatever about anime characters, but do not make advances or comments toward me.

⇢ i am a career writer, and am currently in school for both film production and writing. i am not the most active person around, but i do try. bear with me.

⇢ i am not comfortable with writing about underage characters. it is a personal boundary i have, so you will not find that here, nor will you find "aged up" versions of them that don't currently exist.

⇢ otherwise, i'm pretty open-minded when it comes to what i write.