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❝ 𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐌𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐘! ❞

❝ COME ON, FUCK ME, EMO BOY!! ❞

✧ pairing: emo boy! choso kamo x f!reader ✧ summary: saw this boy at the mall last week. got the kind of look to make me freak. wanna fuck in the back of the hot topic? ✧ warnings: 18+, nsfw, so much smut, emo boy! choso, sex toys (vibrators, clit sucker), multiple orgasms, semi-exhibitionism, public sex (sex in the back of hot topic, sex in a changing room), fingering (f! receiving), oral (f! + m! receiving), big dick choso (but honey, that dick was 11 inches), also mahito + yuji make appearances, art by @/SS_utr3n. ✧ wc: 5.3K

It had been a while since you had stepped into a Hot Topic (a while meaning three days or three years, take your pick). But this had been the third time this week you had been to this specific Hot Topic, and now you were sure the manager of the place had your badly taken picture and description scrawled in some notebook as a potential shoplifter. 

But it wasn’t the merchandise you were looking to pick up. 

It was him. 

You saw him when you were browsing the clearance rack, knelt down, evaluating whether you needed another blind box item that will inevitably not contain the character you were looking for (but on the plus side, it was on sale?), when you heard a deep voice speak. 

“Excuse me,” you glance up as you spot him — and you swear your breath gets stuck somewhere between your windpipe and your lungs, because you don’t breathe while this man kneels down next to you to place more items on clearance. Spiky black locks tied up messily on either side, fringe bangs falling in front of his face as he bent down, a tattoo across the bridge of his nose and was that — dark purple eyeshadow around his eyes — and his eyes — god, his eyes were gorgeous, a deep dark brown — and you swore, was that a hint of purple in his irises? 

He was everything that your teen self had wanted — the same guys whose profiles you had looked at growing up and thought were so hot. You caught a glance at the My Chemical Romance t-shirt as he stood, in black jeans, as he catches you staring, “Can I help you find something?” His tone was casual, but he was curious — probably curious why you were staring at him with wide-eyed saucers. 

“No, no, sorry, I—” no, don’t tell the hot Hot topic worker that he is hot — first of all its confusing, second of all— “I just wanted to say, I like your t-shirt,” 

Fuck. out of all the things to say — I like your style, I like your fit, I like your hair — you had to pick the most generic ass comment. 

He only nods, but you catch the barest upward twitch of the corner of his lip, “thanks,” 

And that’s all it took — you now needed to see him smile. 

Over the next few days innocently shopping at Hot Topic, you find out his name is Choso from one of the other workers, Mahito, calling his name. His hair is usually in those buns, but one of the days his hair was down, and you heard him complain that his hair ties had snapped. 

And his hair looked so good down, his long inky locks fell past his shoulders, but this was your chance to talk to him — “i have some extra hair ties, if you want them,” you offer him a few hair ties, “I overheard you talking with the other worker, I hope you don’t mind,” 

And he shakes his head, his lips quirked in that almost smile that makes your heart squeeze. 

Fuck. 

“Not at all, thank you,’ and his fingers brush yours as he takes the hair ties, and you turn to leave, but his voice stops you, “what was your name? I didn’t catch it last time,” 

You tell him, smiling, “Your name is Choso, right? I saw it on your nametag,” and he’s biting his lip, tilting his head in question, as you flush, cheeks burning, “I’ve noticed you a couple times when I’ve come in— not in a weird way, I just—” 

“I’ve noticed you too,” and finally he’s smiling — and you know he’s got you, you know you’re fucked. 

And you do get fucked — in the back of Hot Topic during his break. 

It had been a few weeks of you two talking and flirting, until finally, during his break he’s got you snuck into the back to show you the merchandise they haven’t put out yet. And you scoff when you come across a bullet vibrator, “you guys sell these?” 

He shrugs, “They started to in the last few years, not a lot. They don’t want the parents to become too outraged, but just enough,” And you snort, turning the bullet over in your fingers curiously, “have you never used one before?” 

And your cheeks burn, as you bite your lip, “No I never have,” and the next question stumbles out as a joke, “why? Wanna help me learn?” And you want to bite your tongue, but you’re too busy with the foot in your mouth to do so, and before you can apologize he speaks. 

“I would,” 

And your eyes snap to his, and you realize how close he’s standing, his eyes not filled with humor but something else — lust? — and his lips curled in a small smile. 

Fuck. 

“You’re gonna have to be a little quieter, love,” he’s murmuring in your ear, pressing kisses to your neck, as you’re pressed between his firm chest and the metal storage rack, fingers laced as you held on, the vibration between your thighs the only thing ringing in your ears. 

But how can you be quiet? 

The bullet vibrator is pressed right against your clit, and his thick fingers are parting your folds, so close to sinking into you, his deep voice whispering in your ear, hot breath against your neck. 

And the coil in your stomach is only growing tighter and tighter, and your squeals only grow more and more insistent. His fingers sunk into your mouth, “suck,” he ordered, and your cunt twitches at the demand, as you do, sucking and licking messily on his fingers, “good girl,” 

And he clicks the button of the vibrator again, increasing the vibration, making your eyes widen, a gasp around his fingers, “so responsive,” he groans, as your legs grow weak, and he’s stepping forward to steady you, but it also settles his dick between your ass. 

He’s huge. 

The bulge presses into you, drawing a hiss from his lips as you lean back against it, “Trying to tease me, sweetheart?” And he’s pulling his fingers from his mouth, a string of spit connecting from his fingers to your lips, “don’t forget who’s teaching you,” and he sinks his spit soaked fingers into your needy cunt, making your back arch into his body, “so tight, despite the vibrator,” he hums.

“Choso, please—” and he starts to fuck his fingers in and out, the squelch of your cunt ringing in your ears mixing with the buzz of the vibrator — you’re already so close, “I'm—” 

“Cum for me,” he’s grunting, as his fingers reach even deeper inside you, dragging against your walls as he curls them, finding that one spot that has you seeing stars. And your moan as you cum is stifled against your own palm, as he only maxes out the vibration and fucks you through your orgasm, “one more for me, pretty, you can do it,” 

“No, no, Choso, please too much, can’t—” and he only presses sweet kisses to your neck, and how are you already close — you just had orgasmed, but the coil in your stomach is growing tighter by the second, and you’re nearly crying when you cum again, your slick dripping down his fingers and the vibrator as he eases it from you, and then splatters onto the dirty tile floor of the backroom of Hot Topic.

“Good girl,” he murmurs as he’s tilting your head back and around for a kiss. And you catch a glimpse of the glint of your release on his black painted nails as he presses the pads into your mouth, your tongue swirling around his digits and sucking them clean, “that’s it, clean up your mess f’me,” and his other hand is wiping the tears from your eyes, “so pretty when you cry — can’t wait to make you do it again.”

Your cunt twitches at the thought, your cum still dripping down your thighs, “Again?” and he’s pressing another sinful kiss to your lips, “You didn’t think this would be our only lesson, did you?” 

And it wasn’t — the next lesson was spent in the fitting rooms, during a particular dead early afternoon in the store — and he had you spread on the fitting room bench, your black jeans pulled down to your ankles, as his head found its way between your thighs. You could barely hold back your whimpers as he pressed all too hot kisses to the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, burning already with his warm breath. It was too much. 

He was too much. 

“How’s that feel?” dark eyes flicking up to meet yours, half lidded with lust, as he watches your panting face, your head against the wall of the fitting room, “use your words, love,” 

“Too good, Cho-so,” the last syllable of his names escapes your lips in a gasp, as your cunt twitches as his lithe fingers tease you through the soaked material of your panties, “please, please, need you,” 

“What do you need?” and his fingers pull away, as his lips press a kiss to your puffy clit, pulling a whine from you, “what do you want me to do?” 

“Please, just—” and he’s tugging your panties aside, cool air rushing over your all too hot pussy, “please just touch me — with your fingers or mouth—” 

And his tongue drags over your messy cunt, and god, it feels too good — but a twinge makes you pause, and when you feel it draw a circle around your clit, you realize what it is — he has a tongue piercing. Your fingers thread their way in his black locks, resisting the urge to grab at his hair buns. 

He grunts, vibrations against your wet cunt, as you pull him impossibly closer to where you needed him most, his nose bumping against your clit, “you smell so good — how’s that possible?” and your eyes squeeze shut as his hands press your thighs further apart. 

That’s when you both hear the click of the entrance, and the door swinging shut — shit, the door — he forgot to lock it. Forgot when you had pulled him into a kiss right when he was ready to take a lunch break, all other thoughts had flown out of his brain once he let those doors swing shut and your lips had met his — well, left his brain and flooded southward. He also didn’t think a customer would be persistent enough to try the door and wander in when the doors were shut and the closed sign was hung up. 

“Choso, should we—” and the footsteps draw closer — and fuck — did you get wetter? And tighter — his moan is muffled against your walls, “Choso, stop, we—” 

“You don’t mean that,” he whispers, dark, half lidded eyes look up at you, your essence and his spit soaking his lips and dripping down his chin. And the footsteps are receding, the sounds of the shuffling and clinking of clothes hangers on racks in the distance, but all you can hear are the sounds of the wet, needy squelch of your cunt, “you aren’t being honest — but you are down here,” and his lips find your clit, sucking lightly, making your head jerk back, “want them to know how good I make you feel,” his lips leave your clit with a small pop, before murmuring against the soft skin of your thigh, “be quiet for me, baby,” and his tongue slips back into your cunt. 

He’s nearly slurping your juices up, his tongue tasting every inch of you, deliciously dragging against your twitching walls with his piercing, as your toes curl and your mouth parts in a muffled moan, one hand clamped over your mouth, and the other digging into his scalp. How could the person not hear you? How couldn’t they hear the wet squelch of your cunt as Choso fucked it with his tongue? How couldn’t they hear your badly swallowed moans and the sounds of your heart pounding out of your chest — and if they did, they certainly didn’t care enough to stop browsing through the fucking store. 

And you’re close, so fucking close, and you don’t hear the footsteps drawing close to the fitting rooms because your ears only can hear the wet suck of his mouth against your clit or the press of his tongue in and out of your folds, your thighs twitching under his grasp, fingers pressed into your flesh, “Choso, I’m so—” 

“Cum f’me, need to feel you cum around my tongue,” he sucks on your clit hard, teeth grazing the sensitive spot, and you cum, hard, your hand forsaking your lips to find purchase on his head, squirting all over his face as you did, soaking him along with the bench of the fitting room. And you can’t help the whimpers and moans that left your lips, as he lapped up your release without a care. 

And you slump against the wall of the fitting room, body still buzzing from your orgasm, as he finally pulls his tongue out, glancing up at you. Your chest heaves as you watch him lick your cum from his lips and chin, before wiping the rest away, and your eyes drift downward to the erection he was palming. And your fingers unconsciously reach for it, when your hear a door slam shut making your both jump. 

You cover your mouth — the customer, and Choso’s eyes meets yours, as the two of you break out in a laugh, “Fucking lock the door next time,” you sigh, covering your burning face with your hands, as Choso chuckles, lips curled in a smile.

“So there’s going to be a next time?” he tilts his head, and you flush. 

How could he go from eating you out like a desperate man without water to this innocent puppy? “Not if you don’t lock the door,” 

“It’s their fault for coming in when the doors were closed and there was a sign that said closed in big letters on the door,” and you shake your head, as he draws closer, “now, I have twenty minutes of lunch left — so where were we?” 

And you push him towards the changing room door, “Go lock the door first,” and he relents, chuckling. 

“Just for that, I’m going to look for the clit sucker I couldn’t find before.” 

~~~~

The two of you had fallen into a pattern. 

And you had become a regular at Hot Topic. You hung around him as he stocked the shelves, did inventory, price re-labeling, and even as he spoke to customers. You watched other customers speak to Choso, even flirt with him, but he never cracked a smile. Two girls were very persistent, but they deflated as he walked away after answering their questions, brushing past you, his hand brushing against your ass discreetly. Heat rushes to your cheeks, your head snapping to him as his lips curl when your eyes catch his gaze. But even so…

You still were just as clueless of where you stood with him as you were when this started. 

“You two have been pretty hot and heavy lately, huh?” you nearly jump out of your skin, as Mahito smiles knowingly at you, leaning against the counter with a shiteating grin. 

“What are you—” 

“Please, like we don’t know what goes on in the back during breaks?” he raises an eyebrow, as you bite your lip, “plus, never have I seen that gloomy guy smile, much less as much he does with you,” 

“Really?” your eyes find him again, as he crouches and lines up blind boxes on one of the shelves — but you can’t help the nagging question circling in the back of your mind — why hasn’t he asked you out yet? The two of you have hooked up, in and out of the store, but he still hadn’t asked you on a date. Even in the last few weeks, the two of you hadn’t even spent any real time together, except for your visits to the store -- he hasn't even taken you into the back. For all you know, you’re one of many people he’s bedding. Even if he doesn’t seem the type. 

“What? Trouble in paradise?” Mahito pulls you from your thoughts, head tilted and all too eager, “what’s wrong?” 

“No, it’s—“ he cuts you off with a look, and you relent with a slight pout, “he just hasn’t asked me out yet, I’m just wondering what he’s thinking—“ 

“Well, I definitely don’t think he’s seeing anyone else,” he hums, “but he does tend to go straight home a lot when you’re not around. Maybe something is going on at home?” And then he’s pushing you towards him, “no time like the present to find out,” 

“Mahito—“ 

“Choso! How about you and your favorite regular go for a quick walk and get us some drinks from the food court?” He grins, offering some money,  “be a doll, won’t you?” 

Choso sighs, “Fine,” and he brushes past you, taking the cash, before glancing back at you, “you coming?” 

You glance between the two of them, before following him out of the store. You both walk in relative silence, slipping past customers, as you reach the food court. Choso orders, paying with the cash Mahito gave, as he passes you one of the drinks, “Choso, can I ask you something?” 

His eyes slide to you, “Of course,” and god, his eyes stop your thoughts in their tracks — he’s so unfairly gorgeous, funny, sweet — you didn’t want to screw this up. You open your mouth to speak when you hear a voice. 

“Big bro, that you?” A rush of pink hair and energy is wrapped around Choso all of a sudden, “I didn’t think you got off until later,” it’s a teen boy, maybe fifteen or sixteen, his arm wrapped around Choso, and a varsity jacket on — this was Choso’s brother?

Choso cracked his rare smile, “I don’t get off until later, Yuji, but I came to grab a drink for Mahito,” and Yuji’s gaze slides to you. 

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t see you there,” he smiles a thousand watt smile, “I’m Yuji Itadori, Choso’s brother,” and he’s glancing between you and his brother, before his mouth falls into an ‘o,’ “are you his girlfriend?” 

“Yuji—“ Choso starts, a hint of a blush across his cheeks, as you stifle a laugh, “I thought you said you were going to study at home with Fushiguro.” 

“I wanted to see you when your shift got off — I thought we could have dinner together,” Yuji pouts, and Choso cracks in an instant, his lips curling. 

This boy had his brother wrapped around his finger. 

“Ok, but don’t goof off. Make sure to study,” and Yuji nods. 

“Nice to meet you,” and he leans in to whisper, “treat my brother good, ok?” And you flush, before nodding, as Choso raises an eyebrow, out of earshot. 

“I will,” 

“Cho, tell Mahito to fuck off for me,” and he’s off again, gone as fast as he came.

“Sorry about that,” Choso sighs, still a smile on his lips as he watches his brother in the distance, claiming one of the food court tables for himself and his friend, as he sits down next to a black haired boy, assumedly Fushiguro, “didn’t know Yuji would be here,” 

“I didn’t know you had a brother,” and he bites his lip. 

“It’s relatively new — we’re half brothers, but he just came back into my life. He doesn’t really have any other biological family. His grandfather just passed, and he’s staying with a teacher whose decided to foster him,” the two of you begin to walk back to the store, his gaze fixed downwards at the tacky mall carpeting, “he’s been staying with me for the last few weeks, while his foster father went on a vacation to Malaysia,” 

And now the pieces were clicking into place, “And that’s why you’ve been going home a lot lately,” and his dark eyes find yours with a tilt of his head, “I mean, you just haven’t had a lot of time lately,” you can’t meet his gaze, “it must be a lot to have a teenager staying with you.” 

“Yeah, he eats everything in the house, and he’s staying in my living room, which leaves little in the way of privacy,” and you can still feel the prickle of his gaze on you, “but I could use a break,” and you finally look and see a soft expression on his face, the same insecurity you had reflected in his gaze. 

No time like the present, right?

“Well, should we maybe go on a date?” and his cheeks flush a pretty red, all the way to the tips of his ears, “we’ve done plenty of other things that a couple would do, like—” 

And he’s shaking his head, “I know, I know!” he’s the one who can’t meet your eyes now, chewing his lip, “I’d like that — I get off my shift tonight at eight, I told Yuji we’d hang out, but I’m sure he wouldn’t mind postponing—” 

“We can always do it tomorrow, I don’t want to keep you from your brother,” and his lips curl into a smile, “he’s a good kid,” 

“He is,” and his fingers find yours again, “I can tell Mahito that I’ll lock up tonight, and maybe after I do, we could—” 

“Have another lesson?” 

And eight o’clock rolls around far too slow, but Choso definitely isn’t moving slow when it’s only the two of you. 

He’s pulling you into the back again, the door swinging shut behind the two of you, his fingers tight around your wrists as he’s pulling you into a bruising kiss, forcing your lips to part with a gasp, his tongue flicking against yours. The smooth surface of his piercing grazes against your tongue. 

And his fingers find the back of your neck, deepening the kiss impossibly, as his other hand slips down the curves of your body, pulling you against him, his clothed cock brushing against your aching cunt. 

Fuck. You had almost forgotten how big he was. 

And when you hear the zipper of his black jeans, you nearly melt against him, “Choso, please—” 

“I have to get you ready first, love,” his fingers find their way to the front of your jeans and undo the button, tugging the fabric down to your ankles. Cool air raises goosebumps across your skin, the pads of his fingers press against the wet patch of your panties, and he’s groaning, “but maybe I don’t,” 

“Fuck, so wet for me, aren’t you?” he murmurs, as he’s walking you backwards, into one of the racks, his fingers press into the soft flesh of your thighs. And two fingers hook around the waistband of your underwear, joining your jeans, pooling around your ankles, “nearly ready now, but I still have to loosen you up,” his fingers tease your outer lips, dripping with your release. 

One of his finger’s slips in with practiced ease, making your hips jolt against his hand, your fingers curling around the metal bars of the rack in front of you. His finger was so much thicker and longer than yours, his digit toyed with your walls, teasing and stretching until he drew a soft groan from your lips. He was the only one who could make you this desperate, his lips pressed against your neck, the heat from his body has your mind reeling with pleasure. 

“Mmm, Choso, more—" and he’s adding another finger inside your still all too tight entrance, making you whimper, as the intrusion is all too much after a few weeks of not having him inside you. 

“So greedy,” he murmurs, the wet squelch of your cunt ringing in your ears, “you’re practically sucking me in, but it’s still not enough for you, is it?” his tongue drags against the outer shell of your ear, his piercing against your skin, before his mouth envelops your earlobe and sucks. 

His fingers are fucking you open, your eyes screwed shut as the tips brush against that spot, heat flooding your body. And you don’t hear the shuffling of his other hand through a box, until you hear the sound of sucking, “Choso—“ and he’s pressing the sucker against your clit, your mouth falling open as pleasure rips up your spine, the sucking sensation with the lewd noises of your pussy being finger fucked is too much. 

You cum all over his hand, your hand clamping over your mouth so no one hears your moans — and your legs quake as you come down from your high, as he eases his fingers from you, “so pretty,” he murmurs, and you can feel his dark, lidded eyes on your drenched cunt, watching your sticky release cling to his fingers, purple painted nails glinting in the low light. 

And he’s leaning forward, kissing down your back, as he turns you around gently, so your back is pressed against the rack. You kick off your underwear and pants. You’re still panting, chest rising and falling as his fingers press to your chin, lifting it so you meet his gaze, as he sucks his fingers clean of your cum. Heat pools again, as his fingers undo the leather belt and he’s tugging his jeans and black boxers down to his knees, his erection springs out, slapping against his stomach. 

Your mouth runs dry. 

Fuck, he’s even bigger than you thought. 

Ten inches? No, maybe eleven. How was that even possible? That shit would break you — but fuck — your cunt twitches — you kind of want it to break you. 

“Like what you see, Princess?” you lick your lips in response, and in a trance, your fingers are reaching for him, curling around the base before you slowly start to pump him. You’re rewarded with a moan, a noise that goes straight to your cunt, as your fingers move faster, trying to find the right rhythm. Pre-cum leaks from the top, as you tease his tip, before stroking back up the length of it. 

And he’s a beautiful mess, his pale features flushed a gorgeous red, as he presses his hand against his mouth so his moans wouldn’t resonate. And his pre-cum drips all over your fingers, slipping down your wrist even, as you lean forward to lick it off your own skin, while you meet his gaze. 

His head lolls back, eyes screwed shut now, and your fingers drift to his sack, stroking and teasing while your lips find the tip, sucking lightly before your tongue drags over the length of his cock. And god, he’s going to blow his load now, if you keep doing that, from the way his hips rock against your touch. 

His fingers weave into your hair, nails digging into your scalp, “Baby, ngh, it’s too good—fuck—” he’s so close, twitching in your mouth as you suck him from tip to base, tracing his slit with the tip of your tongue, “shit, I can’t—” and you suck hard on his cock, massaging his balls, and he’s gone — he’s pumping his cock into your mouth as his cum spurts down your throat, as you swallow it all too greedily. You pull away with a pop, a string of cum and saliva connecting you to his dick still, before you wipe it away. 

He’s leaning against the rack, chest heaving as he watches you with lust blown out eyes, sweat sheen on his face, “Haa, baby, s’good f’me,” and somehow he’s still hard, as you rise to your feet, thighs pressed together, your eyes fixed on his cock, “you don’t have to—” 

And he’s still so sweet — his eyebrows knit together as he’s examining you with concern, but you’re only shaking your head, as you press a sweet kiss to his lips, “I need you, Choso, please,” and he’s nodding, lips meeting yours in a heady kiss that steals your breath, and he’s made you brace yourself against the rack, fingers curled around the cool metal. 

Your folds are exposed to him, slick and dripping, even wetter than before, “You liked sucking me off that much, love?” he murmurs, kissing your neck, before he’s dragging the tip of his cock against your needy cunt, “I’ll go slow,” he assures you, as you nod. 

He’s sinking into you inch by inch — and not even halfway, you already feel like you’re ready to burst, “So big, Choso, I—” and he’s murmuring quiet reassurances, as he’s parting your folds, the pain drawing a gasp from your lips, as he finally bottoms out. 

“S’good, baby, so tight,” he’s moaning, You’re taking deep breaths, pain ebbing with each second that passes. Choso pressing sweet kisses to your neck, his hands slipping under your shirt to tease your perked nipples, mixing pain with pleasure. Tears burn at your tear ducts, as you breathe shaky breaths, and finally pain ebbs away, and pleasure grows in its place.

“S’full, so big,” you pant, growing more needy by the second, he’s reaching places you’d only dreamt of — his leaking tip kissing your cervix, “move, p-please—ah!” 

And he does as you say, pulling ever so slowly out before pushing back in, grunting as he does as your tight cunt adjusts to his size and length — bullying your insides in a way no toy could ever compare to. You swear you can feel every inch, every curve, every vein as he rocks into you. 

“So pretty f’me,” he’s moaning, stifled by his bitten lip, as your walls only seem to pull him back deeper each time he pulls out,  “so perfect, take me so well,” he’s murmuring, as he teases your tits between his thumb and forefinger, “pretty cunt made just for me, isn’t that right, Princess?” 

“Yes, yes, Choso,” and his pace only grows faster, just as his groans grow louder. 

“No one else can fuck you like this, make you feel this good, can’t wait to feel you cummin’ around me,” he’s panting, his fingers tweaking your nipples, squeezing, as he fucks you deeper and deeper, his tip hitting your cervix deliciously again and again, “feels s’good, so wet and warm for me—” his hand comes down on your ass now, making you gasp, your cunt squeezing around him. 

Drool slips from your mouth, as you get closer and closer to cumming — the telltale flutter of your walls, “Choso, I’m coming, I can’t—” 

“Cum for me, let me fill you up,” and his fingers reach around to press a vibrator to your clit, and you’re cumming, falling apart on his cock, as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm. The squelch of your cunt and the way you squeeze him has him falling apart, spurting and painting your walls. 

The two of you slump forward, your legs nearly buckling, as you cling to the rack, before he’s easing both of you back onto a bench in the stock room. Your quiet pants fill the silence of the room, as he eases himself out, groaning as you both watch your mixed releases leak out of your cunt. 

“I don’t think I can walk after that,” and he chuckles in your ear, pressing a kiss to your neck. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll carry you,” and you laugh, his favorite noise in the world, as you slowly turn, making him groan as your soaked pussy grinds against his dick. 

“So then you can lift me up when I drop it?” your lips are curled in that same smile that had him hypnotized from the moment he saw it, and he can only reply with a bruising kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth, as you sunk yourself onto his dick again. 

God. He needed to buy you tickets to Warped Tour. 

~~~

The next time you show up to Hot Topic, you weren’t showing up to buy any merchandise. 

“Hey emo boy!” you call out, making Choso turn with a smile on his lips — the one especially reserved for you. 

“Hi baby,” he murmurs, kissing you softly, his arm around your waist, “I’m almost done. I just have to punch out.” 

You lean in, words whispered against his ear, “And then you’re gonna come fuck me?” 

You were picking up your boyfriend. 

He smiles, wrapping an arm around your waist, before kissing you again, “You know I will.” 

note: i couldn't find who made this incredible art that i used after searching and searching, so if anyone knows, please let me know so i can credit them above in the description. this fic has been a long time coming since that silly blurb i wrote after watching one too many thirst edits of choso. edit: i found the artist: its @/SS_utr3n on twt!!!

tag list: @uroldall, @jlovesfrogs, @existential54321, @staryukis, @samistars, @chosoilysm, @astroholic, @emii4evr, @rose1238, @butterflieskeepcominback, @divinely-yourz, @fishii28, @seresukuin, @misalsmistake, @xkaidaxxxx, @cappric, @famebydefinition, @theatergeek, @sousblogga, @averagelonelypotato, @timesnewreader, @chrvstxl, @darylthekidd, @merelydaydreaming, @notafan77, @naughtygobbo, @smiley-babe, @butterflieskeepcominback, @entirelytoooobsessed, @acenanxious

[dabisdickrider]

Sbr dick hc + how they fuck!

F! Reader implied!!

Johnny Joestar

Dick: Johnnys Dick is cute just like him, It’s about 5.5 at most. thickness isn’t too wide but not too small either. It’s just right. It may hurt going in for a second but it all is good after that. He’s circumcised and his tip is pink/redish depending on what’s happening. His pubes are like a pillow around the base of his cock. They curl in some places and in others they swoop, obviously they’re dirty blonde<3

How he fucks: He is gentle but he can get a little lazy. Obviously you’d have to ride him for the most part but if he could he’d through you on the ground and show you how much he wants you. When you ride he grabs your hips and slams you down, not in a rough way but in a loving passionate way. He always makes sure you’re ready before he does anything, he fingers you while licking your clit and when he finds your sweet spot he’ll attack it until you cum in on his hand. He’s not very vocal instead he makes a series of grunts and whimpers. Maybe once he’ll say your name. His favorite places to cum are inside of you, on your boobs, in your mouth or on your face

Gyro Zeppeli

Dick: 5.9 damn near 6. Uncircumcised and it’s extremely sensitive at the shaft. His cock is thick, like thick thick. You have to use two hands to wrap around him. His pubes go all over the place. They are never shaven but he will occasionally trim them just a bit. He will definitely hurt going in.

How he fucks: He’s passionate but playful, he’ll try anything once. His favorite position is reverse cowgirl. He loves see your ass ripple as you slam yourself down onto his cock. He’s very vocal, he tells you how he wants it and he doesn’t give a damn. Since he’s so big he has to prep both of you, using lube wont help the whole process. 69 is how he gets you both ready at the same time. While he’s fucking you he makes sure to ask you if you’re enjoying yourself. His favorite places to cum are on your face, on your chest or on your ass/lower back

Diego Brando

Dick: 5.3 he’s short so… his dick has a small vein on the underside and if you lick/touch it, wooowee you’re in for a treat afterwards. His isn’t particularly thick either, it’s more thin than anything, doesn’t mean it doesn’t feel good though. He’s uncircumcised, his pubes are almost always shaven, if not shaven then trimmed to the base. He hates hair.

How he fucks: Hes not rough but he’s not loving either. You’re not his lover so it’s understandable why he wouldn’t be so caring and careful. He does his thing and then leaves essentially. His favorite position is doggy style or anything from the back so he can pretend your anyone he wants. Sucks I know. He pounds into you while saying how filthy you are to be doing this, you’re a slut, a dumb bitch, a needy whore who only wants his cum and nothing else. His favorite places to cum is on your back or stomach. Maybe your face if you’re lucky.

Funny Valentine

Dick: 6.2, he’s a tall man so it’s just obvious. His cock is thick. It will definitely hurt you when going in. He doesn’t feel bad about it though sometimes he will apologize afterwards, which is reassuring. His tip is his most sensitive spot. He’s circumcised so his cock is nice and clean looking. His pubes swoop, they don’t curl. They’re a dirty blonde with a hint of lighter blonde in them.

How he fucks: He loves role playing scenarios ex. You being his secretary and having a quicky, meeting at a restaurant and end up hooking up. Sometimes he’ll be passionate, but sometimes he just wants to bend you over his desk and fuck you until you milk him dry. He loves holding your hands down and just pounding you. As for the passionate part, he loves just having the blanket over you two while he’s on top of you, whispering how much he wants you and how he wants you to bear his child, maybe even some sensual stuff in the shower too… I’m gonna eventually make a fanfic on this<3 his favorite places to cum are inside of you, in your mouth or on your face. Oh yeah he has a serious breeding kink<3

[dabisdickrider]

dayummmm

this is all i can give for now...

[dabisdickrider]

awwww

I'm more interested in hearing ur hcs for JJK as dads:)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ minors / ageless / blank blogs (dni) ↬･tags: fluff

wc: 1,104

✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄ girl dad hc's (gojo, geto, nanami, choso) ⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

...gojo stares at his baby girl like she's the secret to the universe's mysteries. there is no denying his strong attachment towards her, which is why the first thing he does when he returns home from a long trip away is see her. he watches with big, proud eyes as she waddles over to him, her small feet pattering lightly against the wooden floor of your home. she's still figuring out her words, squealing with excitement as he meets her halfway with two long strides. he arches his tall body forward, scooping her up in his arms before smothering her with kisses on each cheek.

she's so happy when he’s around, and it makes your chest feel tight, your ribs unable to contain the love pouring out from the valves of your heart.

"god, I missed my girls..." satoru breaths as she wraps her arms around his neck and rests her cheek on his shoulder. he turns on his heel to look at you, eyes filled with devotion and sheer gratitude. he places such a sweet, tender kiss on your lips before stating, "maybe we should take a vacation soon, just the three of us."

...geto thinks it's strange that only two years ago he regarded you as a stranger. now, you're fast asleep on his sofa, with mimiko on your lap and nanako on your shoulder. he checks the time to see just how late it is before turning off the tv and reaching for mimiko first. he brushes the hair away from her face, carefully lifting her up while smiling to himself when he feels her body naturally seek out his. the vacancy prompts you to flutter your eyelashes open, adjusting to the darkness of the room, and by the time you're fully aware of what's going on, you notice that he's picking up nanako as well.

"easy, sweetheart," he whispers softly, "just taking them to bed."

you meet him in his room afterwards, taking his hand as he draws you onto his lap. you rub your tired eyes as you mumble a hello, feeling his gentle kiss travel down the column of your neck, while his delicate fingers slip underneath your shirt to sprawl across the bump of your belly. he sighs into your neck, easing his mind of the noisy thoughts as he touches the life he's created with you.

...nanami arches his brow at the distraught expression on his daughter's face, her cheeks are so pink and her eyes are still welling with hot tears. the look is enough to crumple him like he's a flimsy sheet of paper, but he's holding his composed expression as to not worry her. instead, he shifts his attention down to the open wound on her knee - a nasty little cut unfortunately, but one that he's already carefully cleaned up. "there now, my darling..." he soothes with his deep voice, as he thoughtfully places the band aid over the injury, "we're all done."

she's still sniffling, her hands gripping tightly onto her dress. "still hurts, papa..." she whimpers. he eases the tension between his brow, before leaning down to place a gentle kiss on her knee. "better?" he asks, gazing up at her from underneath his blonde lashes, but she simply bites her lip and shakes her head no.

nanami picks her up, holding her close to his chest as he holds a pensive look on his face. "what else can we possibly do, hmm?" he coos into her temple as he leaves another kiss in place. she continues to sniffle, tiny hands clutching onto his shirt which she uses to wipe away her falling tears. "uhm, maybe...maybe we can get ice cream?"

her innocent tone is enough to make him smile with relief, and he glances over his shoulder to catch you shaking your head playfully in his direction, but even you can't stop yourself from grinning as you watch your baby girl twist your husband around her little finger.

...choso smiles at his daughter's reflection in the mirror. her hands reach for the pig tails in her hair, and she touches it before turning over her shoulder to gaze up at him. "I look like you, papa!" she remarks with pure joy, and choso can't help but bend over and kiss the top of her ahead affectionately. "you're the prettiest girl in the world, precious."

her cheeks turn rosy from how bright she's smiling. she stands on her feet, barely able to make direct eye contact with her father who is seated cross legged with his body upright. he has to hunch over a little, obliging her demand of placing his jaw against the palms of her delicate hands so she can hold him. "no, you're the prettiest in the world," she responds and the man melts into her touch almost instantly. he circles two fingers around her wrists to kiss her digits, then leaning forward to plant another one on the tip of her nose. "I'm afraid there's no competition."

she babbles on as he looks at her with amusement. fatherhood was never part of his plan, and he wasn't even sure how he would take to it when you told him you were pregnant, but it’s been four years down the line and he's the happiest he's ever been. he can hear you call for them from the kitchen, and carries his daughter in his arms before exiting the bedroom.

he seats her comfortably on the dining chair, lightly pinching her cheek as he announces that he will be right back. he finds you in the kitchen scooping out rice into the bowl, and takes the opportunity to circle his arms around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

you ease into his embrace as you serve the last amount before tilting your head slightly to kiss him softly on the cheek, "something on your mind?"

he sighs heavily when you turn on your heel, stealing a kiss in between before murmuring sweetly against your lips: "I want another baby"

[dabisdickrider]

OH LORD I LOVE U SO MUCH I WILL WAIT FOR THIS & IDC IF IT TAKES TOO LONG 🥹💞💞💞😭

this is all i can give for now...

[dabisdickrider]

another banger 😩🥵

𝐖𝐖𝐖.𝐏𝐈𝐗𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐘 | gojo satoru.

SUMMARY: you wanted to surprise your roommate on his birthday but end up getting surprised yourself and find out he’s a popular camboy streamer.

CONTENT: f! reader, camboy!gojo, modern!au, overstim, cùnnilingùs, degradation, dumbification, praising, humor, switch gojo, puthy drunk gojo, edging, spanking, fìngerìng, crèampies, tummy bulge, he’s a brat, breath play, size kink, walked in on (pet names: angel, baby, pretty girl) — wk: 5k

NOTE: my entry for @fuwushiguro‘s cybersex collab !! also this is basically a spin off of toji’s ver lmao >.^ this was funnnn

SONG INSPO.

“Huh? Why do you guys keep asking about my roommate,” Gojo furrows his eyebrows, before shaking his head with a faint giggle. He sat in his shared flat — spindling in his chair a bit that matched his icy blue set up, his cerulean eyes scanning through the tremendous amounts of love and awful thirsty comments he’d gotten. Gojo tilts his head with a sly shrug. “Nah, she’s not here. I think she went to go run some errands. Something like that,” and then he pauses, reading particular comments the many women asked and it made him laugh cheekily. “Yeah…. she’s pretty,” and then he pauses again — glancing down at the bright blue screen and his face burns up while his facial expressions cutely contorts. “Okay, now you guys are just saying some real horny shit. All I said was that she’s pretty!”

sukunascumrag: you were just getting off while thinking about her earlier—

dolly_lolly15: Lol no one cares twerk for us

tojisyummyexpiredpubes: Omg Gojo Y/N collab when??? You’d make bank

Gojo playfully rolls his eyes at the provocative lewd comments but couldn’t help but start to fantasize about you — the both of you were close friends, maybe there’d be some moments here and there but he didn’t really think of it much until now. And as he’s pondering deep in thought, blocking his chat and everything out— he doesn’t even realize that he’s stroking his already sensitive flaccid length.

“F-Fuck,” he sibilates, leaning back against his chair for his audience to get a view. Gojo‘s face was a deep flustered state once the image of you pops in his head, and a little whine slips out, wishing you were here — replacing his hand with maybe your hand… or your mouth. “Heh.. maybe you guys were right… Y/N‘s so…” and he pauses, letting off another shaky moan from his strokes before he freezes once he hears a familiar voice.

“Sorry I’m late, Satoru. Literally every store ran out of those little gummies you like and—” and you paused, taking the sight of Gojo in a slutty silk robe that complimented his bright eyes, hearing the occurring ding sound of the donations he got. You stood at the doorway, your mouth nearly agape slightly before you let off a conflicted giggle. “Were you just… I- you’re a camboy?” and then you furrow your eyebrows. “Is that….. my robe?”

Gojo blinks rapidly a few times before he covers himself — clearing his throat while looking up at you. “What- of course not, we just happen to own the same one!” and then his eyes briefly darts towards his viewers who are practically begging to see you as he mutters a quiet, “Guys not now!”

“Uh huh,” you nod suspiciously before strolling over towards him. Getting up directly behind Gojo, you lean forward while staring at the screen of the blue light that reflected against your face as you were almost in awe at how many people were watching your roommate’s stream. 12k? Beginning to think of the lewd things he probably did while you weren’t here started to make you feel hot a little. “Hi guys.” You smiled, slinging your arms over Gojo and your head‘s pressed against his while you skim through the comments.

sukunascumrag: I think I just came from hearing her voice

[MOD] getōsmonkeybusiness: ^ same

**yeagershairycoochie donated 153 hearts to the stream!**

definitelynottojifushiguro: How’d I even get here I was just looking up how to avoid paying child support wtf

Gojo looks up at you with widened eyes once you stare down at him sitting in his chair — and your eyes trail down his body. “So you’re really a camboy?” and your tone is genuinely curious, planting your hands onto the desk while staring at him, and oh Gojo‘s blushing so hard. He’s trying to play it off but he’s so embarrassed that you caught him. He was so distracted thinking about you that he totally forgot you were coming back.

“Yeah…” is all he says, and you catch him openly gawking at your body — you were dressed down minimally, but all you wore was a slight oversized uni hoodie with short jet black biker shorts underneath that practically looked like you wore nothing underneath. Gojo‘s blue eyes roamed everywhere, before he met yours again, speaking in a playfully nervous tone, “I- uh was gonna tell you! I just forgot we had plans for my birthday and uh.. I was having a subathon and—”

“Just say you wanna fuck me, Satoru.” You cut him off with a sweet giggle and he watches you plop down on your lap. Gojo‘s eyes immediately widens — feeling you straddle him, and he nearly lets off a grunt from feeling you shift a bit while feeling the little cameltoe between your legs graze against his excited hard cock that hid beneath his- well your robe.

Gojo stares at you with a timid dumbfounded look before he intakes a sharp breath, snaking his fingers near your waist. “I …wanna fuck you,” and you watch him stare at you with a glint of lust in his eyes, and let off a cute surprised gasp once you feel his slender fingers trail up your thigh and he gently pulls you into a deep and steamy kiss. He sort of expected you to pull away but you didn’t. Gojo grips onto your hips as you gently cup a hand near his right flustered cheek, feeling his tongue softly part between his pink lips and he lets off a little moan once he feel you deepen this kiss further — and he could taste the sweet saccharine filled lip gloss that coated your lips, it was sweet like enchanted honey.

After a while, the both of you pull back to recollect each others breaths — glistening faint trails of spit departing before Gojo suddenly lifts you up — placing you gently on the bed, frosty messy strands all in his face and there‘s such lust filled in his dilated pupils once he pulls you towards the edge of the bed. You sit up, watching him peel off your shorts with his teeth while staring forward at the chat — letting off a little teasing giggle. “You.. do know what you’re doing, right?”

“I know how to eat pussy!” Gojo retorts, and he his eyebrows contort as well — he genuinely sounded offended.

You stare up at him with a cheeky sly grin, unaware how much you were about to eat your own words from teasing him. Gojo makes sure his thousands of viewers can see his every move, sprawling your legs out a bit before he pulls you up just a bit before he makes one long stripe on the little pretty padded part your panties, intentionally staring up at you with low lidded eyes, and he could already taste how sweet and soaked you were.

“F-Fuck,” you sharply gasped — and you felt Gojo lean towards your thighs to coat the fat of your shaky legs with kisses and nip marks of his pearly whites but you yank his hair gently with a little moan leaving your mouth. “Don’t tease me, Satoru. Thought you were gonna eat m-me out.”

Gojo lets off a little giggle, starting to peel down your panties before he drags a pale thumb down your needy swollen cunt and stares up at you. “Heh. I‘m going to. Keep teasing me and I won‘t,” and your body shudders — feeling Gojo start to dig in, and you didn’t expect him to be sloppy because the first thing he does is gather a sheeny wad of spit — coating it on your pussy before starting to eat you out. One rough hand grips into your right thigh as you start to moan, already failing to keep your legs steady so he has to help pry them open with his face dug in between your legs. “Mmph— wanted to taste this sweet— pussy for s’long,” he‘d moan between each devouring suckle, and your chest starts to heave from his tongue that’s wandering all sorts of places of your cunt.

“Sat—oru,” you’d whimper, letting off a shaky breath from feeling his tongue slowly lick up and down between your puffy folds, making his tongue lay flat a bit so he can play with your clit more, until he starts to suck and suck as if he was some sort of ancient vampire— your pussy was appetizing to him, he couldn’t get enough. You wouldn’t be surprised if Gojo was already pussy drunk. “Oh my g—god your tongue,” you sobbed out, and it’s not long before your eyes reach towards the depths of your skull — combing your slender fingers through his white messy strands.

He’s so filthy, eating you out in such a salacious manner, one hand gripping onto your thigh as his head moved just a bit. Gojo‘s eating your pussy out like a starved man — you were feeding him so good, it’s safe to say he was addicted to your sweet cunt now.

You let off a trembling candied whine, gripping onto his hair as if it was velcro — your eyes darting towards the chat, the constant sounds of the donation notification continuously dinging, and you noticed since you showed up his viewer count doubled within minutes. The lights flashed within each of the messages flooding and you read some of them with dilated half-lidded eyes.

throatgoatbaby_17: why can’t i be y/n she’s so lucky :((((

definitelynottojifushiguro: Lol I can eat pussy better than that. Y/n hmu

itachiscumbucket: Bro was waitin his whole life to eat Y/N out-

“S’good,” Gojo moans, lolling out his tongue just a bit — and his frosty lashes were nearly closed, and he was definitely drunk between your folds. Your mouth opens up just a tad bit once you feel him easily insert a finger inside and you’re rested back against the fluffy cushioned box spring. He‘s real slow and gentle — completely opposite of his tongue before he slides another digit inside and you’re producing the most sweetened melodic moans imaginable, you were like this now from his fingers, you could only think of what his cock would feel like. Just imagining it was enough to make your mouth salivate and water. “Mh—fuck,” he‘d mumble — and his two fingers slowly piston in and out, pushing you closer and closer near the edge, the sounds of your sloppy wet cunt squelching from the immense stimulations ring in his red tipped ears before he looks up at you with a sly grin, a little giggle leaving his throat. “Don’t be shy, pull on my hair a little angel.”

You hated how smug he was — even being propped between yours legs, so kinky. But you tug on his hair, grabbing a fistful of his white silky locks. Gojo lets off a giggle before a little slutty moan came directly afterward. But that‘s when you let off a loud shrilling whimper — feeling Gojo‘s slightly frigid tongue slurps your cunt clean but you also felt his two slender fingers curl in a lewd way, shimmying its way upwards until it tapped against your g-spot. “S—Satoruuu, right there please please… gonna cum— f-fuckkk..”

Gojo looks up at you with a cheeky grin — your slick well running down his chin before a little pout tweaks on his pink lips. “Cum…? Aw, but I‘m not done eating! Can’t you be a good girl and wait a little lo—”

“F-Fuck you Satoru please I can’t,” you merely sobbed, eyes rolling back from his tongue. The pool of heat that resided in your tummy continued to make an appearance and your ears started to ring. “Let me cum p—please,” and you feel him laugh against your clit — his tongue slowly dragging up and down, left and right while occasionally nibbling against your little throbbing nub as well as making plenty of love towards your clitoral hood with his mouth.

“Heh, go ahead.. I guess,” and his tone‘s still playful — finding it cute how you could barely hold onto his hair for leverage, hearing your little sweet breaths quicken and the back of your head plops against the bed, you let out the most sweetened orgasm. It sounds like a harmony, a lewd harmony at that, but it gets Gojo so hard knowing he made you sound like that. All from his tongue. “Mph—good girl.” he says between slurps and suckles, cleaning you real good with his tongue, making sure to not miss a single taste.

Once he breaks away from your mouth, Gojo pulls you in for a warm chaste kiss — and he moans in your mouth while you can immediately taste yourself on his tongue. You taste sweet, and he gets on top of you, one hand gently caressing the middle part of your throat before breaking away once he lies you back, panting a bit with a flustered face.

Gojo opens his— your robe, and he’s ripped, completely lanky and chiseled, and your eyes immediately went towards his hard cock that presented itself to you and his audience on his cam show as well. Gojo‘s dick was pink and pretty, adequately well trimmed, a little droplets of excited pre-cum leaking from the sides and he had a little curve, and he had extreme girth. It was safe to say Gojo was big. “Ooh. Like what you see?” He giggled cheekily once he caught you staring, and he gave himself a few pumps — you rolled your eyes, turning away and he hums before crawling closer towards you. “Mmm. Be a good girl and spread your pretty legs, angel.”

You do, sprawled on the bed a bit while Gojo holds his length with one hand — another laid flat on your tummy, and he lets off a soft moan as he swiped the tip of his swollen eagerly pink tip against your folds, and he felt you already pulsating and throbbing. “S-Satoru,” you whined, feeling the arch in your back starting to commence. “Don‘t tease me.”

“Okay fineeee,” he playfully pouts — darting towards his screen, and he smiles, taking a few seconds to read off a list of top donators, thanking them for their tips and contributions before he turns to you, and he lets off a little shaky breath. “S’just— your pussy’s so pretty.” And then he starts to sink in and oh the way your jaw slowly starts to drop, that feeds his ego so good as he’s watching your little cunt try to take him fully — and he’s so big, stretching your pussy out like an elastic band.

“F-Fuckkk,” you quietly sibilated, nearly choking on your words as his girth introduced itself to your clit. Gojo‘s hand still laid on your tummy, and he trails it low to where the bulge started to form with a little smug grin — a thumb gently grazing against your sopping cunt. “S’big.. ‘toru you’re not gonna f—fit.”

Gojo tilts his head — white strands of hair nearly in his face and occluding his vision before he hums. “Awww, baby don‘t say that. I’ll make it fit just for you, don‘t worry!” and you glance up at him with dilated pupils, little hearts starting to form in them while you watch Gojo teasingly lift up your right leg and leans in close to you. “Didn’t know my roommate had s-such a tight cute pussy,” he huffs out — and he kisses your ankle before sinking in further and further until he’s at the hilt. “Ah, shit…. you feel so warm inside Y/N,” and you shudder once he gives you one thrusts that makes you let off a cute whimper — watching your entire body jolt from the impact. “H-happy birthday to me. This is the best present ever,” and he’s starting to roll his hips against you, a grip on your hip before nearly gnawing on his lip with a flustered face. “My roommie’s pussy— s’good.”

You let off a quavery honeyed whine as he’s buried deep inside you now — pulling on your hips and his face is burning up, a faint splash of red embedded on his cheeks as he can’t keep his eyes off you. Gojo‘s chat was going completely ballistic, the majority of his demographic of mostly women flooding the comments with the most filthiest things imaginable. Some were so incredibly jealous of you — their favorite pretty camboy‘s fucking you and not them, and for some reason it brings a little smile to your face.

“O—oh my goddd… ‘toru,” you gasped and you felt like you were gonna break, snap, and tear all at once. He was so ridiculously big — the hefty base of his cock repeatedly slapped against you, scratching such a good itch in your brain you almost lose your train of thought for a second. If you knew your stupid hot roommate could make you feel this good, you’d let him fuck you a long time ago. “Keep— fucking me like this and I’m gonna c-cum too quick.”

“Hmm. Then I’ll have to slow down, huh?” He teases, leaning up close to you with a smug grin, bringing a little peck on your chin. And you’re babbling — ferociously shaking your head and Gojo wriggles his eyebrows playfully. “No—? But you’re gonna cum too fast,” and he teasingly pouts, balls deep and his thrusts makes you nearly choke on nothing — feeling him hum softly, bright cerulean eyes studying your cute twitchy expressions. “Awww, I made it fit for you so you’re just gonna have to,” and he pauses to let off a shaky moan, one hand holding onto your thigh. “—be a pretty girl and wait just a little. Can you do that for me?”

You give Gojo a cute glare before letting out another sweet whine and he smiles, shifting his eyes towards the chat — tilting his head again with a few beads of sweat staring to race down his eyebrow. “Hmmmm, help me out guys. Should I let Y/N cum early?”

[MOD] getōsmonkeybuisness: you’re so gonna get banned again satoru

dolly_lolly: ya

touyadisintegrateddick275: yes :)

erenshotstepmom: Yes

definitelynottojifushuro: No.

Gojo rolls his eyes playfully at the thousands of viewers commenting, a majority of ‘yes’ while he’s still stuffed deep inside of you — fucking you insanely stupid before a teasing pout curls on his pink lips. “Pft. You guys are no fun,” and he fixated his focus back towards you with a sly smile. “Squeezing down on me s-s’much angel,” he pants, his hips mercilessly pivoting against your slick heat in an almost circular rotation. Gojo stares down at you — thin frosty eyebrows kneading together. “Go ahead. Cum all on me, pretty girl.”

Your entire body spasms as your head goes back just a bit — a wave of shock and goosebumps rippling out of you, and you came hard to where the noises you made are so high and stupid along with a quiet sudden ring filling your ears. “F-Fuck.” you sobbed, one of your legs wrapping around Gojo’s waist. He keeps his eyes on you once he slows down just a bit, leaning in to sneak a soft steamy kiss near your mouth. You still moaned, kissing back before sitting up and lightly shoving him back against the fat cushioned pillows.

“Hm…?” Gojo stares at you, an eyebrow slightly furrowed and he looks so smug, the pretty pink tip of his cock swollen and throbbing just a bit, veins showing an appearance near it while you made your way towards him — still shaking from your last orgasm. “Ooh. You gonna ride me? Think you can handle that?”

“Shut up,” you retorted, and he laughs while he lets you align yourself on his cock again. You just wanted to wipe that little condescending smirk on his face. Gojo leans back — some white strands of messy hair making its way to cover his brows. He lets out a little low grunt, feeling you plop down on his shaft, chiseled chest heaving just a bit and he still had your robe on. After this, Gojo would probably keep it, maybe hang it up on his side of the room. “S—Shit, stretching me s’much, ‘toru.”

“Gooood,” he sings, and he watches you start to rollick your hips against him, and it feels so good because your cunt‘s still sensitive but you just can’t stop bouncing on Gojo. He’s trying to keep up a tough facade but in reality he was about to cum his brains out — and every so often the tips of his ears get hot and a little flush of red prints on his face. “F-Fuckkk, you really know how to move your hips, pretty girl. Clamping on me so good—shit.”

You felt your face get hot from his words, and Gojo‘s starting to lose composure a little from the way your cunt‘s sloppily thrashing back against him. You‘re having a chase with your own erratic breathing and the crown head of his cock‘s reaching way deep past your g-spot and even your a-spot as well, sending your entire lower half into mere convulsions that you start to whine while one hand plants on his warm pale chest.

“You‘re.. gonna make me cum,” he gasps quickly, blue eyes nearly rolling back once you feel Gojo shortly afterward put a hand to grip onto your hip only to smack your ass. “Oh my g—godddd, you fucking whore. Riding me so good that I‘m g-gonna—” and he pauses to let off a long strained moan while he’s laid back, your pussy‘s making him so drunk and under the influence from the grip it has against him. Gojo then looks at you with a flustered face, eyes half lidded. “Y/N… you’re gonna make me cum in your,” and he lets off another breathy moan. “tight—pussy, fuck…”

“Cum inside me then,” you whined with a little pout squeezing on your spit-glossed lips. Gojo stares at you dumbfounded as if his eyes said ‘really?’ and you eagerly nodded — wanting more than anything to be filled, just envisioning your camboy roommates cum filling you to the brim nearly has you salivating again just from the raunchy carnal thought. “C‘mon, Satoru. Cum in me so I can s-show your viewers how good you stuffed me full, ‘toru.”

Gojo lets off a little whine before giving your ass a spank. “You’re… so filthy Y/N— thinking with your pussy instead of your brain, dumb girl. But.. but fine,” he groans, clinging onto your hips before he‘s about to spill a thick load inside. Gojo‘s moans are so slutty, and you whine yourself while occasionally glancing at the chat and see how they’re praising you and trolling Gojo, saying how they can‘t tell the difference of who‘s the girl, since his moans are so bratty and melodically high. “Take it then— f-fuck.”

The soft cushioned bed‘s making a mere mixtape of its own from the constant creaking, and Gojo moans — shoving you into his chest before he’s cumming, shooting ropes and ropes of his velvety cum inside of you, going into a complete frenzy. His hips shutter just a bit once he lies flat back against the pillow — a hand nearly covering his eyes as you sit on his lap, staring down at the mess he made inside you. You then crawled towards his cam set up, the chat being bombarded with messages and donations and you let off a soft whine, scanning some of the comments — Gojo in the background of the screen through your peripherals as if he was about to pass out. He was dramatic, still moaning with his face all red.

yeagershairycoochie: Y/n can u ride me like that pls-

c0wg1rlhater15: guys i think she broke gojo with her pussy

** karmasuxx and 1859 new viewers joined and subscribed to GOJODADDYXX’s stream! come say hi! **

nanamisfatballsack: Aww look at Satoru, he’s so cute :P

You then let off a gasp, feeling Gojo snatch you by your waist as you were reading the comments and you giggled, feeling him press a hand onto your hip. “I- I thought you were done, Satoru.”

“Of course I‘m not done!” He furrows his eyebrows, and he gently shoved you face down on the bed. You stared at his bright screen reflecting on your face with a smile — seeing Gojo‘s physique behind you, still with the bedazzled robe on before you feel him rub a thumb down your clit that was oozing with his cum and you let off a tiny frail whine, leaning down on your arms. “Could never be done with this pretty pussy,” and he‘s pouting a bit, before you feel him start to align himself again, inserting his fat dick inside you again and you let off a little moan, staring right at the dozens of comments that rolled through. “Fuck, still s-sensitive but can‘t help it,” he hissed with a little whimper, preparing to fuck you doggy, and Gojo starts to hit your sweet spots at a relentless pace with his hips.

“S—Satoru, fuckkk,” you‘d whine, and it was as if his stamina was completely replenished out of nowhere. Gojo leaned up close to you, bringing a hand to gently wrap around your neck like a necklace, caressing your passageway of your throat with his thumb and the noises you made were so lewd, eyes rolling and crossing because of the rough hits he made against your ass with his hips. Within a few moments, your tongue started to nearly loll out — and his tip is just profusely pounding in your cunt, clamping and squeezing down with your gummy needy walls. “Fuck.. me harder S-Satoru… right there please.”

Gojo grunts, bringing a spank to your ass and you giggle a little before moaning again. “F-Fine, but shut up and take it then,” he pants — and your face is practically being shoved into his computer screen — the bright flashing lights of his screen colliding with your vision, tip of your chin smashing against the keyboard and spewing out all sorts of keys and letters and nonsense. And now the chat‘s trolling you. Gojo‘s nostrils flare up a bit— his hips stuttering once again and you can barely keep up with the pace as your mouth opens up just a little, letting off the most long drawn out moan of his name. “Mhm,” he‘d faintly whine before you feel him pick your head up from behind — leaning in close so the both of you were shown on the screen, head‘s touching each other. “Look how dumb my roomie looks, guys,” and he giggles — holding your head towards the screen and your eyes nearly roll back. “You‘re such a nasty girl. Drooling all on my fucking keyboard.”

You whine from how good he‘s hitting you from behind — stirring up your insides with the ridges of his dick, and it‘s got you pulsating repeatedly from between your legs. The sticky mess that‘s running down your thighs is utterly sloppy and it only makes you throb and throb more. “S-Satoru,” you’d gasp cutely, reaching down to feel yourself. Your noises were so shaky because of hips pounding into you mercilessly— making your mind completely blank and go so stupid. “M’gonna cum again— gonna c-cum… Satoru.”

“Again—?” He purrs, and his voice is smooth a silly, a hint of smug against it once he’s near your face — letting off slutty moans against your ear, and the head of his dick continues to smack and thwack against your g-spot, sending your entire body into a frenzy. Gojo brings a hand up to your mouth, smearing the drool near your mouth and covers your mouth while staring at his screen, muffling your incoherent babbles. “Heh. Ladies, be nice! She‘s still my roommate, bet you guys wish you were Y/N huh?” and he pauses for a bit, bringing a small peck to your cheek while he’s still snapping his hips against you — watching your eyes repeatedly roll with your shaky arms propped up against his desk. “Wish this was you being pounded on my desk, hm? Y/N’s such a lucky girl. Think she might be my biggest fan after all.”

“S—Satoruuuu, please—” you‘d whine once he slips his hand from covering your mouth. He hums against your ear, and your voice is all pathetic and shaky. He‘s shoved and buried deep past your folds, it’s got you so feral and hungry for more as your right leg starts to bounce.

“Oh right,” he mumbles, sneaking a few kisses near your neck, and he‘s grinding his hips against you — and Gojo can‘t help but smack your ass a few times to hear you hit those high notes for him. He loves the recoil of it, it gets him harder and harder each sloppy moment and second that he‘s buried deep inside your cunt to the hilt. “But I dunno,” and he holds your head up again, giving his bright screen a little pout — eyes scampering down at the loads of thirst comments being presented to him along with the loud shrilling ding ding noise he kept getting, and he reaches for his mouse while still fucking you. His snowy colored eyebrows furrow once his stream starts to buffer. “Wha- Hold on, angel hehe. I‘m fucking lagging?! Damn I hate this wifi.”

Your eyes widened, nearly about to orgasm and here Gojo was worrying about his shitty internet connection. “S—Satoru,” you‘d sobbed, and he‘s shoving you against the desk, multi tasking at that as he’s got a hand grazed on your hips while another clung on his mouse. You smell his rich scent of cologne smash against your face, and it made you dizzy within each hit he made towards you that all the words you kept mumbling was his name — barely able to keep yourself up on the desk. “Satoruuuu— Satoru— gonna cum..”

“Wait wait,” he coos to your ear, and it‘s playful and low, making you cunt twitch before moments later his stream‘s back on and he lets off a little sigh of relief. “Finally! Hey guys, sorry about that,” and you‘re already cumming hard on Gojo‘s cock before you realize it — a spring of coil continuing to trough and snap, a shattering feeling that makes you nearly weak in the knees. Gojo stares at you and lets out a cheerful laugh. “Good girl,” and then he turns towards his screen, making you nod your head. “So good for Satoru.”

And then that‘s when the door opens out of nowhere.

“Gojo. I don‘t get why you wanted those unhealthy sugar coated things when Y/N‘s—”

You and Gojo both stare at Nanami and the room‘s all silent — well, not really since Gojo‘s still fucking you deep. Nanami stares at the door with his eyes squinting as if he’s questioning what he‘s seeing.

“Nanami!” Gojo grins cheekily, making you turn your head towards the screen — seeing the chat comments fill up with question marks, thirsting over Nanami now. “Hey man! Wanna join? My dick‘s getting pretty sleepy, heh.”

“………………..…”

[dabisdickrider]

good shit, thats sum good shit 💯🥵

𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 | toji fushiguro.

SUMMARY: toji catfishes his pretty little ex-girlfriend on tinder because he’s bored. the sheer thought of you being with another man makes him giggle.

CONTENT: f! reader, dilf ex!bf toji, he’s possessive n clingy, pwp, toji’s puthy whipped, dumbification, praising, degradation, oral, tummy bulge, implied multiple rounds, brat taming, hate sêx kinda, the headboard breaks LOL, (names: little girl, baby, princess, sweetheart) wk — 4.7k

NOTE: i was in a toxic mood💔i swear i listened to let me love u by ariana one time and my puthy wrote the whole thing sry

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You had just started to date again, and you were feeling yourself admirably as you should. It was a Friday night and you happened to match with a cute guy that was your type. He was really flirtatious and said all the right things for you to wanna go with him that said night. You were draped in a cute sheath black dress, not too fancy but it was easy on the eyes to show off your curves and your appealing physique. To go with it you wore stockings along with matching black stilettos that clanked as you got out your car to meet up with your date. So imagine your surprise to see your ex-boyfriend, Toji Fushiguro in only black sweats and that all too familiar smug grin on him — dark green eyes slowly trailing down your body, primitively undressing your clothes.

“I- You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” you huffed, knowing damn well it was almost too good to be true. The person you’ve been talking to for almost two weeks was your ex, this entire time? Toji’s tall figure stares at you, and he looks amused, almost laughing compared to your maddened state. “You think this is funny or something, Toji? We broke up a year ago.”

“Hm? Oh, yeah, I know,” he shrugs, dark black hair slightly damp and messy. And he smelled so good too. You hated how even dressed down he’d always look good regardless. “But I miss my pretty girl. And I know you miss me too. You’re still not over me, I see. It’s pretty easy to tell, ya know?”

You finally manage to make eye contact with him, and his face is purely stoic, emotionless but it’s an almost condescending smirk spreading on his lips. He just can’t keep his eyes off you. You gave him an irritated sigh, disregarding his comment. “What— do you want, Toji?”

“Y/N, baby, don’t be stupid,” he strolls a lot closer towards you with his hands buried in his pockets, yet teasingly lowers his head down to reach your height, gawking at you with a menacing smirk. “You know what I want. I want you, little girl.”

Your face gets hot, smelling the rich faint tang of liquor on his tongue. You couldn’t lie, ever since you cut Toji off due to your busy life and work, you almost forgot about him. Almost. Yet of course he shows up when you want to start dating again.

“…I’m taken,” You abruptly jabber out, and you don’t know why you did, but Toji dumbly stares at you, raising an eyebrow as if you were actually serious. “Yeah… I’m taken and we’re thinking of starting a family too.”

“Liar,” he snickers, eyes flickering towards your sheeny glossed lips. “You’ve always hated kids.”

You glared at him, of course he’d say that.

Though you did have to use the bathroom, so he let you walk up into his well kept condo. That was your big mistake though. You should have just took off and left like a good girl. But you didn’t.

And Toji was ultimately more than happy with you in his presence. After all, he did miss you. His baby.

Once you finished in his bathroom, you fixed up your hair a little along with your mascara and scrolled through your phone while starting to walking out. You mumbled under your breath, not believing how unhinged this entire situation was. Rummaging through tinder, you forgot you had another date prior to today — and the both of you also planned to meet up near a club. You mentally cursed yourself out, thinking you were just gonna leave Toji’s place and just go with him instead, but Toji barges into the bathroom and snatches your phone away with a low chuckle.

“What the fuck?” You retorted, trying to reach and grab it but he’s too damn tall, holding it high up with an uncaring expression. “Give it back, Toji.”

“Nah,” is all he says, and he’s scrolling through your phone, walking out the door. You follow him, trying to grab it but it's to avail. “Hm. He’s got no game. Clearly a virgin. Dunno what you see in him,” and he's zooming into your screen, tiling his head before lowly laughing. “Ew. The fuck is that thing? Pft. Please don’t tell me that made you wet.”

You stare at the explicit picture of the guy you were texting as he shoved your phone in your face, and you immediately snatched it — and you were about to smack him. “Jerk.”

Toji grabs your arm with quick reflexes, staring at your small wrist and then back at you. “Aww. Still with that bratty ass tongue too, huh?” and your heart starts to beat, along with between your legs. Were you really getting aroused? Now? With your ex of all people? You watch him make you walk backwards until your back taps against his smooth, transverse wall. “Oh, I think I see the issue, baby. The dick you must been getting lately must be horrible. Poor thing. I always knew how to shut that mouth up real quick.”

“..I'll smack you again.” You shot back, and he had his hand holding both your hands over your head. Oh, you were fucked. In such a submissive position, hands held up and in his grip an haughty amused smile curves on his lips.

“Yeah? Try it, girl.”

His voice is low and raspy, and Toji leans in to your lips, nearly letting off a grunt from your sweet fragrance he knew all too well. It’s intoxicating, and he brings a hand up to your face, swiping a thumb against your glossed lips. “Right. What I thought,” and he pauses to look down at you while chuckling, “You’re fucking soaked aren't”you? Dripping down those slutty stockings huh?” and he slides a hand down your body — and you let him, almost letting out a moan from his familiar soft touch. He leans into your ear, deep voice subduing with each word. “Aw. Let me find out you put all this shit on for me.”

“O-Of I didn’t...” You started to pant, and he had you stuttering now. Toji hums to himself, lifting up your dress. He’s so handsy, raising his hands up real slow on your body to get a good feel, and it’s seductively nice and slow. He missed your pretty physique, the places where you felt most self conscious, and that sweet little voice that’d always whine his name on loop when he’s inches deep inside your needy cunt.

Toji swiftly swipes a tongue over his bottom lip near his slanted scar staring at you hungrily before grazing a hand up to your throat, softly brushing his fingers against the diamond necklace you wore gently. “Tell me you want me.”

You almost moaned, feeling him pressed up against your body — face radiating with pure heat. He’s so close, all the memories of whenever you two were intimate came flashing back. The sex with Toji was always good. Phenomenal even. He knew how to fuck you better than any man ever could, fuck the pure brat out of you too. You and him both knew that. It wasn’t rocket science.

“I—” You muttered, mind so conflicted. Toji leans into your neck, softly planting kisses on the spot where you’re most tender and you whimper.

“Hmm? Words, Y/N,” he breathes directly next to your neck, softly sliding his tongue across your skin. He’s teasing you so bad, and you feel your pussy start to twitch from his sheer dominance. His cologne scent is so strong — completely filling up your sinuses. Toji’s staring down at you with a stoic expression, bringing his lips up to your chin now to gingerly nip on it. “Use them. You know how to speak to me. I taught my baby well, did I not?”

You let out a soft moan, feeling him gently lower his head towards your chest, kissing all around it before you finally gave in — not even caring anymore, “I- I fucking want you Toji. Please.”

“There she is,” he slyly smiles, dark viridescent eyes looking up at you. His voice gets real low every time he spoke, standing up straight before lowering his lashes at you. “There’s my girl.”

Your heart along with your pussy flutters from his words extremely, it’s pathetic. The little devil on your shoulder was screaming profusely at you, telling you to just leave, go hook up with someone else, or just go back home and sleep. But you wanted to. Your body told you something else, that you wanted Toji. He’s got an eyebrow slightly raised at you once you’re staring at him before you grab him into a deep kiss, pulling his neck down to reach your height. He instinctively picks you up with a chuckle and you moan into his mouth sliding a hand down his toned chest and feeling the cold jewelry he wore slung around his neck. You tasted the sweet liquor on his tongue, yanking on his black jacket he wore as he led you to his bed. The bed you used to sleep with in with him all the time. The bed you used to always have countless orgasms in. The bed you two would sometimes cuddle in and talk about random things at three in the morning.

Toji’s sloppily kissing you, occasionally softly nipping on your bottom lip before he sits down on the plump bed, while pulling away from you. “Get on your knees for me.”

It was as if your body knew what to do right away, all he had to do was order you to do a simple thing and you’d do it. Toji’s always loved how submissive you were for him — regardless of your bratty side he wasn’t too fond of. Out of courtesy though, he gives you a fat pillow to rest your knees on. That was odd. He’s never been that nice to you before whenever you gave him top. Then again, you shrugged it off, eager to sink his hefty shaft down your throat.

“Don‘t gotta tell you anything else,” Toji grunts, staring down at you with low faded eyes. “Y‘know what to do, Princess.” Your heart raced once he called you that. Princess. Though, you were still pretty pissed at him for all things considering. You didn’t forget that your ex-boyfriend literally catfished you. He was blocked on all socials so he probably figured that was his best way to reach you since he couldn’t call. You never did understand why he was so infatuated with you. After the break up, Toji tried to get over you but nothing worked. Sometimes he’d moan out your name in bed with other women and that was obviously... well, a big turn off. Of course, he’d never share that with you though. That would hurt his big ego for sure.

“Asshole.” You mumbled under your breath, and he gently yanks your head up, making you look dead at him.

“Yeah yeah, call me that that after you’re done choking on my dick, whore.”

You give him a glare — which he of course would find it cute, and you start untying his sweats before quickly staring at his black and grey briefs. His bulge was big, and your small hands impatiently sprung out his thick cock that you were all too familiar with. It looked like it was just begging to be sucked. It’s pretty pre-cum leaking from the sides, and Toji grunts, watching you give him soft kitten licks near the sides of his veiny cock before taking him all the way in.

You wrap your dominant hand around his base, making your mouth slightly agape to fit his length slightly and you hum, making him feel the little tingly vibrations as you sank down his length. Toji sits up straight, digging slender fingers to firmly grip onto your scalp and grip near the back of your head as you look up at him from time to time. He groans lowly, nostrils flaring while keeping his dark eyes on you.

“Mmm good….. girl,” he sharply inhales, and your head’s positively bobbing now. His cock’s twitching inside your throat, watching you manipulate your hand to follow your mouth’s movements and it’s not long before his eyes nearly roll back from how sloppy you were. “F-Fuck. Almost forgot how good you always suck me off…. Shit…..."

Your technique’s sexy and precise, natural long lashes flutter each moment you blink, and you’re so messy too — coating his shaft with your sleek spit.

“Damn…. little girl," he hisses hoarsely, his head nearly going back. “Like that. Fucking choke on it baby,” Toji eggs you on, softly thrusting into your mouth sexily. You start to gag, digging prying your nails into his tense thighs. He’s nearly losing himself, loving the way you’re making lewd wet noises, tight throat taking him in and out willingly. Toji looks at you, watching strings of spit run down your mouth while your eyes widen then lower. You hum — jaw starting to ache and lock just a tiny bit over his tip while spotting your mascara start to race down your cheeks the tears going down your face.

“So damn pretty,” he’d purr in a almost shaky voice, and as you kept taking him in your mouth you felt Toji swipe some of your mascara tears but you slap his hand away, still feeling him reach the back of your throat. Toji lets off a laugh. “Brat.”

You moan on his cock, reaching frigid fingers down to play with yourself — slightly tilting your head upwards as he’s groaning from your sloppy mouth. “Mmm a little wider baby. Good girl, use your fuckin’ jaw and get nice and sloppy for me,” he instructs, and you listen, gawking him down. He probably said that just to hear you gag more. Toji huffs, grinding his hips against your mouth a little to where you’re holding onto his thighs. “Fuck, I'm close…. Gonna fucking shoot a load down this pretty tight throat.”

Toji groans, a good grip on your head before he’s in a plateau — mind completely empty as you’re giving him such immaculate brain.

“Be a good girl and enjoy the fucking meal Y/N,” he pants, and you watch him whip out his phone. His muscles tightens as your eyelids are so low and heavy, taking in his fat cock stuffed down your throat. Toji lets out a final moan, shockwaves pulsing and tearing through his veins. His nod judders from your mouth, and he gives you an awkward pat — still letting off low moans before he grips your mouth a little while you look up at him. “F-Fuck. You look so gorgeous like this. You’d be such a pretty lock screen for me, baby.”

Once you remove your mouth from his cock, jaw a bit sore — you catch you breath, swallowing his warm sweetened cum. You stand up, pushing him on the king-sized bed but he grabs you instead and tosses you on the bed, a near giggle leaving your throat.

“Nah. Lie back. You’re the submissive one, remember?”

You roll your eyes, doing what he said and Toji sounded so arrogant — a near smirk tugging on his perfect pink lips. He stares at you for a moment before leaning in close to you — closing the gap between you and Toji starts to make a trail of kisses. He starts real slow…. from your collarbone, towards your chest, towards your tummy, until he reached your thighs. You start to pant a little, feeling his strong rough hands grip near your thighs — moving it to plant kisses and softly suck near the crevices of your inner thighs, and he makes a soft lick near your cunt before you yank on his hair while letting off a surprised moan.

He looks up at you with an eyebrow raise.

“Don’t eat me out, Toji. Just fuck me,” you spoke in an almost whiney quiet voice, and his green eyes just pierce into yours before he lowly chuckles to himself — sitting up, while maneuvering little circles near your already sopping cunt.

“Straight to the dick, huh. You never change,” he tilts his head with a low voice, and you watch him stare at your body some more — being all touchy feely. He openly gawks at the lingerie you wore as his eyes roamed. “Lingerie,” he sings in an almost amused smooth tone. “Aw, that‘s cute. You probably got all ready to go and fuck that guy I catfished you as? What was his name- Andrew?”

“He’d probably fuck better than you anyway, Toji.” You snapped back in an instant.

That’s when Toji gives your cunt a few light spanks, making you nearly burst out a moan. “Hm. That right? Weren’t saying that a moment ago when you were happily gagging on my cock like a little slut,” and you feel him start to sink his dick inside your clenching cunt. You chew on your lip, staring up at his rotating ceiling fan, whining from the stretch as your wet pussy willingly took him in — your mouth nearly widening and Toji smugly hums. “Good girl. Exactly what I thought. Now shut the fuck up and take your loving boyfriend’s dick. It’s missed you.”

“We aren’t even toge—”

Toji brings a hand to your mouth, making your words turn into moans as he starts up a pace and he feels your leg wrap around him — and the way he rolls his hips at such a salacious mean pace already makes your eyes nearly roll back. He smiles to himself, lightly gripping onto your chin with his hand below your nose but covering your mouth as you moaned into his palm, his cock inches deep and your body‘s just jostling beneath him.

“You don‘t say it, but I can tell you miss me, Y/N. Your pussy talks real loud, ya know?” Toji grunts, and he places his free hand near your tummy, feeling the cute bulge that continued to make an appearance— and he chuckles once you stare directly at him wide dilated lustful pupils. Toji sibilates with one of the thrusts that slaps against your cunt, and you whine once you feel him lean in close to you, staring at you with that haughty condescending gaze. “You’ve always had a bad taste in men, after all.” and he laughs at his own joke once he realizes what he said and you shoot him a glare — as he removes his hand from your mouth.

Your noises were shaky as he fucked you against the mattress and it felt so good before you stared at him dead in the face, panting while feeling your entire face get hot . “I hate y—you. You’re so annoying, Toji. That’s all you’re good for. Fucking me good.”

Toji looks down at you with a glare before he can’t help but laugh again — it’s like you were a comedian to him. He makes you toss a leg over his shoulder while wrapping his hand around your throat with another reaching towards your cunt. “Oh really. Y/N you’re more bitchy than usual. That’s how I know you haven’t been fucked properly,” and he rubs his thumb against your throat, lightly squeezing to make you moan before he leans in close to your ear, giving your pussy a few light taps — even if he was still pounding inside of you ruthless, his hips making the bed sing in harmony. “You hate me, baby? Tell me how you really feel then whore. Hate me enough to let me beat this pussy up? Make you cum over and over until you’re crying like a little whiney bitch?” and then he shakes his head with a little smirk. “You can’t talk shit to me when you’re the one getting fucked dumb, girl. Know your place or I’lll make sure you do with my dick.”

“F-Fuck you, Toji.” You moaned, and he rolls his eyes at your bratty attitude still showing an appearance — even still after he’s mercilessly thrashing his hips against you to where you can nearly spit out coherent words.

“What do you think I‘m doing, dumb bitch?” He says back with a sarcastic tone, and oh you hated how your pussy throbbed and twitched from his words, the pretty little anklet you wore just dangling as he fucked you against the mattress. His mattress. Toji leans up close to you with his eyes half lidded once he’s got a sly smile, grunting a bit once he shoves your knees towards your chest as you start whimpering from how deep and good his cock hit you, inches everywhere. He stares down at you. “You like that huh? Every degrading thing I say makes you soaked. Dirty girl. I felt your tight ass pussy squeeze on me just then,” and then Toji gets real close to where you can smell his cologne scent, the scintillating chain that wrapped around his neck occasionally tapping against you as he slyly smiled and purred, “Awww. Silent now? Nothing in that dumb little brain anymore? Bet if I don’t make you cum you’ll say some shit to me then.”

Your eyes widen at his words once he said that because Toji knew you were close to orgasm and his thrusts because tantalizing sloppy. He stared down at you and watched you cutely get even dumber on his cock before you start babbling, “Pleasepleaseplease Toji.”

He’s got a smug grin — seeing you near your orgasm as your voice is so tiny and shaky, and he reaches a rough hand down towards your pussy while he’s rutting his hips against you carnally, teasingly sliding a thumb down your slit. “Please what? You wanna cum?” and you cutely start nodding as a reply — letting off the most lewd moms imaginable that it echoes around his room. Toji leans up close to, gripping your chin to make you look right into his cold green eyes and he lowly chuckles. “Aww. Okay, but do you deserve to cum? You did say ‘fuck me,’ so apparently, I’m guessing that—”

You’re nearly sobbing from his teasing — cutely clawing your nails against his chiseled chest before Toji flips you over to be on your stomach now. “Hmmm. I don‘t know,” he talks over your loud babbling, bringing your ass a spank as he continues to drive his cock inside your folds that clamped so good around him. He gets hard from the recoil of your ass — giving you such good backshots to make you moan into his silk satin pillow with your toes curling. “Haven’t been in this pretty pussy for a year. I’m gonna need to hear you use that cute little voice and say ‘pretty please,’ mhm?”

“T—Toji.” You choked out, and you feel such rippling shockwaves throughout your body as you were so close — but he gives you another spank at your answer, ruthlessly snapping his hips against you.

“Whore. I didn’t tell you to say my name. I told you to beg.” Toji grunts in a husky voice, and your eyes nearly roll back once his thrusts deepen and his cockhead is just tapping against your g-spot now, over and over and over to where you’re chasing your own breath.

You pant, feeling Toji drag both of your arms behind your back as he’s taking you from behind with your head being shoved into the pillow. You couldn’t lie to yourself — even though you couldn’t make up your mind. Whether you missed Toji’s dick or Toji himself, it was inscrutable. “P-Pretty please Toji,” you whimpered, feeling your body shake after each hit he made against your cunt, plowing and jackhammering his way into you as if his occupation was a construction worker. “Please l—let me cum. I think I deserve it.”

“Do you really?” Toji replied in a sardonic tone, getting real smug once you sounded so needy and desperate just for a little orgasm. He can’t help at smile once he hear you whine from edging you even longer. “Hmmm, fine. Go ahead. I’m feeling nice.”

You felt a frantic sensation build up inside you at your words — nearly tickling your cunt and you feel so hot once you’re cumming on his twitching erect dick that stuffed inside you. Buried inside you to the hilt, and he slows down a bit for you as you’re orgasming with your entire body shaking as you’re still throbbing between your legs, nearly at a lost for words — salivating from your delicious orgasm.

“Your orgasms are always so dramatic.” Toji scoffs with a husky laugh once you get so dumb you’re babbling anything now.

By now, Toji‘s fucked you through countless orgasms — more than you can count on your fingers yet you kept begging and pleading for more. Oh, you were so cock drunk. It was embarrassing. Maybe you’d have to come to the conclusion no matter your separation, you’d always find yourself back in Toji’s bed. Whether it’s your own or his, and maybe you wanted that. He’s dragging his thick cock between your folds once more and you feel the ridges — laid on your back again in a near failed attempt at a missionary position as Toji’s staring at you with lust in his eyes, watching your knees nearly buck from his length that’s pummeling in and out of you.

“F-Fuck, Toji. I don’t think I can cum anymore,” you started to sibilate softly from the overstim after recently orgasming — his hips just smacking against your cunt. He looks down at you with an amused sly smile once he gently wraps his calloused rough fingers around your throat so you can give him direct eye contact as you spoke. “Can’t cum anymore, Toji. I- I can’t.”

Toji clicks his tongue. “Huh. Of course you can. I didn’t train this pussy to be weak, sweetheart,” and he brings you into a deep kiss. You kiss back and it’s real sloppy and passionate once you slide your tongue inside his mouth — pulling him closer to your warm body with your legs hesitantly and wrapping around his slim waist like a vice. A little smile tugs on his lips from your state as he’s still churning your insides, one hand reaching down to press on your tummy and you moan inside his mouth. Once he pulls away, he’s jamming and bullying his cock into you once more before he grunts — feeling himself get close, eyes lowering just a bit before he reaches near your breasts to lightly pinch on your perky nipples. “Be a good girl and cum one more time for your boyfriend.”

You moaned once he rolls his hips in such a seductive motion it makes your jaw nearly open with your glossy lips laminated with spit. His thrusts were just so good, smacking and thwacking against your cunt to where your eyes reach near the back of your head and you’re producing the most lewd noises imaginable,“T-Toji,” you‘d whimper out and then out of nowhere you hear something snap and you flinch at the sound of splitting wood and — it was Toji‘s headboard, and it nearly lands near your face but he catches it with a bulky arm while staring down at you with a stoic unfazed deadpan. “Did… the bed just break?” Was all you could stammer out as he was still balls deep inside you as if nothing happened.

“Tch. Never mind that,” Toji dismisses your comment, going back to his unrelenting pace. His voice is so low and raspy as he speaks, and he slides his tongue slightly near the scar near his mouth before he returns his attention back towards you, “Focusing on the wrong things. Should be more worried on how you’re about to cum on me again like a dirty little girl. Give it to me, Y/N.”

Once you cum again — Toji ends up cumming with you as well, but to your surprise, he pulls out, shooting a stringy load of velvety ropes on your tummy while lowly groaning. He’s breathing heavy a bit once he stares down at you with low lidded green eyes, gently rubbing his swollen red tip against your pussy before grunting once more and starts helping you clean yourself up.

You laid against Toji’s soft warm chest, and he had an arm wrapped around your waist once he still hears you panting a bit from recently orgasming.

“I’m taking this a sign that we’re getting back together, y’know,” Toji bluntly says, and he’s absentmindedly stroking your hair as he stares up at his ceiling fan. “Finally took you long enough. I missed my pussy.”

You try to catch your breath as your ear pressed up against his chest before rolling your eyes. “Whatever, Toji…” and then you gently raise your head against him to look up at him and he’s already staring at you. “Sorry— for making you break your bed.”

Toji shrugs. “It’s fine, princess. You’ll buy me a new one,” and you glare at him — making him lowly chuckle. Then he pauses for a while, as if he was thinking of what to say before staring up into space again. “Sorry for forgetting to give you this diamond ring I had. Was supposed to be a little surprise, but I guess I lost track of time. Oops.”

“What ring?” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“What?”

[dabisdickrider]

♡ on cam / hayakawa aki ♡

♡ kinktober 2022 ♡

pairing: hayakawa aki x fem!reader

word count: 1.7k

content: camgirl reader, soft dom aki, lots of praise, toys, exhibitionism, your boyfriend fucks you in front of all your viewers

this work contains explicit content intended for 18+ individuals. please read the tags and do not interact if you are a minor.

"Look at you — So pretty, baby. Everyone thinks you're so pretty." 

"Shit… I think they saw me." 

bunnyy34: OMG HIS FACE 

demonic_6: so handsome woww 

pochit4: holy shit he's hot 

pochit4: is that ur boyfriend????? 

Aki leans backward, adjusting your laptop on the bed, tilting the camera. He turns his attention back towards you once he's made sure the view is perfect. He presses the glittery pink vibrator to your clit firmer, then leans down. His voice is sultry, barely more than a whisper when he mutters into your ear, "Does it feel good, baby?" 

"Yeah, yeah," You mumble, your legs quivering, your whole body tense from the pleasure. Aki grabs your thigh with his free hand to steady you, rubbing in circles with his palm, then gently squeezing the soft flesh. 

Between his deep gaze locked on yours, his warm touch, his voice — You're doing so well for me, I love showing you off to everyone like this — the thought in your head that hundreds of people are watching you get off, and the buzz of the vibrator between your legs increasing as he cranks it up a level… It's hard to speak, or hell, even think. The only thing you're able to stammer out is, "Please, please, need you." 

"Fuck, I need you too," Aki cups your face; his palm is warm, and you whine when he drags the ridges of the vibrator against your clit. He sounds just as desperate as you, maybe even more so. "You want me to fuck you? In front of all these people?" 

Of course you want him to fuck you. This was your idea, after all. You're the one who begged Aki to make an appearance on your camgirl stream, who promised him you were sure it'd bring in loads of donations. He's always willing to help in your livestream endeavors, but he was hesitant about being on them himself. I'm sure they don't wanna see me. They just wanna see you, pretty girl. 

kon_1990 tipped $100!

kon_1990: please fuck her already 

bunnyy34: she's so fucking cute 

dev1lhunter: damn he's lucky 

dev1lhunter: bet he gets to stick his dick in her whenever he wants to 

Well, Aki has to admit a few things: One, that he assumed wrong, because your chat seems to really get a kick out of seeing the both of you. And two, that he enjoys this way, way more than he thought he would. 

Honestly, there's something about playing with you in front of all of these people, seeing the comments they make, and knowing he's the only one who gets to fuck you that has him whipped. He's the only one who gets to touch you, and he damn well knows he can make you feel better than any toy can. 

Aki's gonna have you screaming his name for your whole audience, he's sure of it. 

"Tell me," Aki commands when you don't answer, his words shaking ever-so slightly. He swallows before he speaks again, "I need you to tell me what you want. Tell me how you want me to fuck you in front of everyone." 

"Yeah, 'course I want you to…" You beg through broken gasps, hardly able to speak as Aki doesn't let up with the vibrator against you. You're so sensitive, so wet; you can feel the way your thighs are soaked, how you're dripping out onto the sheets. "Want all of them to see."

Aki's eyes flicker to check the laptop screen for a moment, and when they do, his gaze lingers, a little smirk forming on his face as he reads what your chat is saying. He addresses your chat directly, his voice taking on that familiar, serious tone: "I can fuck her better than good. She's gonna cum on my dick harder than she does on any of her little toys." 

ea5yrev3nge tipped $30! 

ea5yrev3nge: I'll tip 200 if u show us how good u can fuck her 

angelicaura: aye I got here late what's happening 

bunnyy34: topknotluvr is gonna get fucked by her bf lol 

His hand moves to your chin, where he carefully grabs your face and tilts you towards him, forcing you to look at him. He asks, "Isn't that right?" 

You're already lost in the moment, in the pleasure on your clit and the way he's so unexpectedly into this. His gaze is deep enough to drown in, his eyelashes heavy. You babble, "Right, right…" 

Aki pulls the vibrator away and finally clicks it off. He tosses it to the side on the bed and reaches for the laptop, adjusting it again. This has to be perfect. He needs everyone to get the most perfect view when he fucks you, when he puts his cock inside you. God, the thought of it alone, of everyone seeing and watching and knowing that you're his — It makes him feel lightheaded, and Aki quickly fumbles to pull down his sweats and his boxers to free his stiffening cock.

He grabs your hip to pull you in closer, and the head of his cock throbs when you feel it nudging your entrance. It's pretty and thick, certainly enough for your viewers to ogle at, and he's already so hard, dribbling sticky precum over the shaft. He wraps his hand around it, giving your audience a bit of a show as his nimble fingers pump his cock, palm swiping over the tip to get it wet. He's been waiting for this just as long as you have, practically aching to be inside you. 

demonic_6: omfg 

_futurerules: can she even take that 

snowball97 tipped $125! 

"Spread your legs wider for me, baby," Aki commands breathlessly, and then affirms, right after, "There you go. Good girl. I want everyone to see how you take me." 

He settles his hands on your waist, adjusting your hips a bit more before he presses inside. He gasps, breath hitching as he buries his dick in further, muttering something you hardly catch, something like, So tight. Slowly, he fills you, letting your viewers see how you take every inch of his cock. When he's all the way in, his hips flush with yours, he groans, his head falling to your shoulder. 

You tangle your fingers in his soft hair as he starts to fuck you. Nice and slow, allowing everyone to watch the way his cock stretches you each time he presses in, the way your cunt grips him every time he pulls out, the shaft glistening with your slick, with how wet you are. 

Aki acknowledges it, speaking quietly into your ear, voice strained and trembling, "So wet for me, God..." 

"Hah, s-shit," Aki stammers, and his eyes flicker to the laptop screen for another brief moment. He presses his soft lips to your neck, then to the shell of your ear, and finally whispers, "They want me to fuck you harder, sweetheart. You can take it, yeah?" 

demonic_6 tipped $75! 

demonic_6: fuck her harder 

dev1lhunter: im gonna cum already 

"Uh-huh, please," You babble, nodding your head feverishly. 

"That's my girl." 

As soon as the words leave his mouth, Aki is wasting no time fucking you harder, burying his cock in deeper, giving you more. It's so messy and sloppy, your thighs soaked. Your room is filled with the obscene, wet sound made as he fucks you, your quiet moans, and his shaky breaths. You wrap your legs around his back, pulling him in even closer. 

You've been so caught up in the moment that you almost forgot how everyone is watching. All your viewers and adoring fans: their eyes are on you as you get fucked by your boyfriend, by Aki. The thought alone makes your heart flutter and your cunt tighten around him.

You mumble his name, desperately, "Aki- Don't stop." 

"God, baby," Aki groans, voice bordering on a whine; it's hard for him to speak now, too. "Say it louder. I want all of them to hear you."

bunnyy34: did anyone catch that???? 

angelicaura: cute 

snowball97: oh my god was that his name 

So you oblige, chanting his name over and over again, louder and louder — Aki, Aki, Aki — even though your voice has gone weak and hoarse, words fraying at the edges. Aki finds your hand, intertwines his fingers with yours and squeezes tight. 

His moans are becoming noisier, more needy, his heart skipping a beat and his cock throbbing every time you say his name; he places hurried, messy kisses to the nape of your neck to shut himself up. You can feel his breath fanning out over your skin, warm every time he gasps for air. 

Although he's overwhelmed, Aki focuses his attention on pleasing you; he finds your sweet spot, like he always does, hitting it with every thrust into you, until your eyes threaten to roll into the back of your head and you end up squeezing his hand back even tighter. You're getting close, feeling a knot of tension grow in your core, and your words slur when you beg, "Really close, Aki please. Wanna cum for you-" 

"Yeah? Oh, babygirl," Aki falters for a moment, his pace growing ragged, more desperate as he approaches his own high. "I'm close — Gonna cum with you, let everyone hear how pretty you sound when you cum for me." 

You fall apart for him then, your legs squirming where they're held over his back. Your cunt pulses, squeezing his cock tighter, and he can't hold back; Aki rides the same high as you, fucking you messily through your orgasm, spilling his cum deep inside, his cock twitching and throbbing from the aftershock.

You're chanting his name over and over, and he's saying your name in unison, under his breath, quiet enough so only you are able to hear. "You did so well, you're okay," He whispers, "Just breathe." 

Aki gives you a moment to relax before he pushes himself off of you, brushing his messy hair from his face. He asks, "Want me to turn off the stream now?" And when you nod, he's reaching for your laptop. 

ea5yrev3nge tipped $200! 

angelicaura tipped $170! 

_futurerules tipped $50! 

_futurerules: that was so hot 

bunnyy34: does anyone know if he's gonna be on her next stream?? 

kon_1990: I hope so 

demonic_6: probably, I think she made it to the front page 

You peer up at him, his eyes glinting and earrings shining in the low light of the laptop screen. You ask, "How did it go? Did they like it?" 

"Yeah, baby… Wow. So many donations," Aki closes the browser, shutting the laptop, turning back towards you with a little smile on his face. "How about I take you on a shopping spree tomorrow — What do you think?" 

[dabisdickrider]

♡ on cam / hayakawa aki ♡

♡ kinktober 2022 ♡

pairing: hayakawa aki x fem!reader

word count: 1.7k

content: camgirl reader, soft dom aki, lots of praise, toys, exhibitionism, your boyfriend fucks you in front of all your viewers

this work contains explicit content intended for 18+ individuals. please read the tags and do not interact if you are a minor.

"Look at you — So pretty, baby. Everyone thinks you're so pretty." 

"Shit… I think they saw me." 

bunnyy34: OMG HIS FACE 

demonic_6: so handsome woww 

pochit4: holy shit he's hot 

pochit4: is that ur boyfriend????? 

Aki leans backward, adjusting your laptop on the bed, tilting the camera. He turns his attention back towards you once he's made sure the view is perfect. He presses the glittery pink vibrator to your clit firmer, then leans down. His voice is sultry, barely more than a whisper when he mutters into your ear, "Does it feel good, baby?" 

"Yeah, yeah," You mumble, your legs quivering, your whole body tense from the pleasure. Aki grabs your thigh with his free hand to steady you, rubbing in circles with his palm, then gently squeezing the soft flesh. 

Between his deep gaze locked on yours, his warm touch, his voice — You're doing so well for me, I love showing you off to everyone like this — the thought in your head that hundreds of people are watching you get off, and the buzz of the vibrator between your legs increasing as he cranks it up a level… It's hard to speak, or hell, even think. The only thing you're able to stammer out is, "Please, please, need you." 

"Fuck, I need you too," Aki cups your face; his palm is warm, and you whine when he drags the ridges of the vibrator against your clit. He sounds just as desperate as you, maybe even more so. "You want me to fuck you? In front of all these people?" 

Of course you want him to fuck you. This was your idea, after all. You're the one who begged Aki to make an appearance on your camgirl stream, who promised him you were sure it'd bring in loads of donations. He's always willing to help in your livestream endeavors, but he was hesitant about being on them himself. I'm sure they don't wanna see me. They just wanna see you, pretty girl. 

kon_1990 tipped $100!

kon_1990: please fuck her already 

bunnyy34: she's so fucking cute 

dev1lhunter: damn he's lucky 

dev1lhunter: bet he gets to stick his dick in her whenever he wants to 

Well, Aki has to admit a few things: One, that he assumed wrong, because your chat seems to really get a kick out of seeing the both of you. And two, that he enjoys this way, way more than he thought he would. 

Honestly, there's something about playing with you in front of all of these people, seeing the comments they make, and knowing he's the only one who gets to fuck you that has him whipped. He's the only one who gets to touch you, and he damn well knows he can make you feel better than any toy can. 

Aki's gonna have you screaming his name for your whole audience, he's sure of it. 

"Tell me," Aki commands when you don't answer, his words shaking ever-so slightly. He swallows before he speaks again, "I need you to tell me what you want. Tell me how you want me to fuck you in front of everyone." 

"Yeah, 'course I want you to…" You beg through broken gasps, hardly able to speak as Aki doesn't let up with the vibrator against you. You're so sensitive, so wet; you can feel the way your thighs are soaked, how you're dripping out onto the sheets. "Want all of them to see."

Aki's eyes flicker to check the laptop screen for a moment, and when they do, his gaze lingers, a little smirk forming on his face as he reads what your chat is saying. He addresses your chat directly, his voice taking on that familiar, serious tone: "I can fuck her better than good. She's gonna cum on my dick harder than she does on any of her little toys." 

ea5yrev3nge tipped $30! 

ea5yrev3nge: I'll tip 200 if u show us how good u can fuck her 

angelicaura: aye I got here late what's happening 

bunnyy34: topknotluvr is gonna get fucked by her bf lol 

His hand moves to your chin, where he carefully grabs your face and tilts you towards him, forcing you to look at him. He asks, "Isn't that right?" 

You're already lost in the moment, in the pleasure on your clit and the way he's so unexpectedly into this. His gaze is deep enough to drown in, his eyelashes heavy. You babble, "Right, right…" 

Aki pulls the vibrator away and finally clicks it off. He tosses it to the side on the bed and reaches for the laptop, adjusting it again. This has to be perfect. He needs everyone to get the most perfect view when he fucks you, when he puts his cock inside you. God, the thought of it alone, of everyone seeing and watching and knowing that you're his — It makes him feel lightheaded, and Aki quickly fumbles to pull down his sweats and his boxers to free his stiffening cock.

He grabs your hip to pull you in closer, and the head of his cock throbs when you feel it nudging your entrance. It's pretty and thick, certainly enough for your viewers to ogle at, and he's already so hard, dribbling sticky precum over the shaft. He wraps his hand around it, giving your audience a bit of a show as his nimble fingers pump his cock, palm swiping over the tip to get it wet. He's been waiting for this just as long as you have, practically aching to be inside you. 

demonic_6: omfg 

_futurerules: can she even take that 

snowball97 tipped $125! 

"Spread your legs wider for me, baby," Aki commands breathlessly, and then affirms, right after, "There you go. Good girl. I want everyone to see how you take me." 

He settles his hands on your waist, adjusting your hips a bit more before he presses inside. He gasps, breath hitching as he buries his dick in further, muttering something you hardly catch, something like, So tight. Slowly, he fills you, letting your viewers see how you take every inch of his cock. When he's all the way in, his hips flush with yours, he groans, his head falling to your shoulder. 

You tangle your fingers in his soft hair as he starts to fuck you. Nice and slow, allowing everyone to watch the way his cock stretches you each time he presses in, the way your cunt grips him every time he pulls out, the shaft glistening with your slick, with how wet you are. 

Aki acknowledges it, speaking quietly into your ear, voice strained and trembling, "So wet for me, God..." 

"Hah, s-shit," Aki stammers, and his eyes flicker to the laptop screen for another brief moment. He presses his soft lips to your neck, then to the shell of your ear, and finally whispers, "They want me to fuck you harder, sweetheart. You can take it, yeah?" 

demonic_6 tipped $75! 

demonic_6: fuck her harder 

dev1lhunter: im gonna cum already 

"Uh-huh, please," You babble, nodding your head feverishly. 

"That's my girl." 

As soon as the words leave his mouth, Aki is wasting no time fucking you harder, burying his cock in deeper, giving you more. It's so messy and sloppy, your thighs soaked. Your room is filled with the obscene, wet sound made as he fucks you, your quiet moans, and his shaky breaths. You wrap your legs around his back, pulling him in even closer. 

You've been so caught up in the moment that you almost forgot how everyone is watching. All your viewers and adoring fans: their eyes are on you as you get fucked by your boyfriend, by Aki. The thought alone makes your heart flutter and your cunt tighten around him.

You mumble his name, desperately, "Aki- Don't stop." 

"God, baby," Aki groans, voice bordering on a whine; it's hard for him to speak now, too. "Say it louder. I want all of them to hear you."

bunnyy34: did anyone catch that???? 

angelicaura: cute 

snowball97: oh my god was that his name 

So you oblige, chanting his name over and over again, louder and louder — Aki, Aki, Aki — even though your voice has gone weak and hoarse, words fraying at the edges. Aki finds your hand, intertwines his fingers with yours and squeezes tight. 

His moans are becoming noisier, more needy, his heart skipping a beat and his cock throbbing every time you say his name; he places hurried, messy kisses to the nape of your neck to shut himself up. You can feel his breath fanning out over your skin, warm every time he gasps for air. 

Although he's overwhelmed, Aki focuses his attention on pleasing you; he finds your sweet spot, like he always does, hitting it with every thrust into you, until your eyes threaten to roll into the back of your head and you end up squeezing his hand back even tighter. You're getting close, feeling a knot of tension grow in your core, and your words slur when you beg, "Really close, Aki please. Wanna cum for you-" 

"Yeah? Oh, babygirl," Aki falters for a moment, his pace growing ragged, more desperate as he approaches his own high. "I'm close — Gonna cum with you, let everyone hear how pretty you sound when you cum for me." 

You fall apart for him then, your legs squirming where they're held over his back. Your cunt pulses, squeezing his cock tighter, and he can't hold back; Aki rides the same high as you, fucking you messily through your orgasm, spilling his cum deep inside, his cock twitching and throbbing from the aftershock.

You're chanting his name over and over, and he's saying your name in unison, under his breath, quiet enough so only you are able to hear. "You did so well, you're okay," He whispers, "Just breathe." 

Aki gives you a moment to relax before he pushes himself off of you, brushing his messy hair from his face. He asks, "Want me to turn off the stream now?" And when you nod, he's reaching for your laptop. 

ea5yrev3nge tipped $200! 

angelicaura tipped $170! 

_futurerules tipped $50! 

_futurerules: that was so hot 

bunnyy34: does anyone know if he's gonna be on her next stream?? 

kon_1990: I hope so 

demonic_6: probably, I think she made it to the front page 

You peer up at him, his eyes glinting and earrings shining in the low light of the laptop screen. You ask, "How did it go? Did they like it?" 

"Yeah, baby… Wow. So many donations," Aki closes the browser, shutting the laptop, turning back towards you with a little smile on his face. "How about I take you on a shopping spree tomorrow — What do you think?" 

[dabisdickrider]

ya know there’s this thing where men rub on your clit and slap your pussy…. toji is that type of man istg 🥱

꒰১ — f! reader x toji + pússy spanks + degradation + orgasm control + 0.7k + 18+ // RAHHH ur so right nonnie i will kiss u

“t—toji….. can‘t hold it, gotta cummm.” you‘d whimper out, and he’s got you laid back against his chest, facing directly in front of the mirror to stare at yourself while having his head propped up over your neck. he’s smiling at your continuous squirming, holding you down with one hand firmly while planting chaste kisses on your neck.

toji lets off a composed sigh, and you nearly squeal while feeling him pry your legs with ease, dragging a big hand down to your swollen clit. “aw baby.. babyyy,” he purrs, and you lewdly moan with a shudder — feeling him slide a thumb down your cunt. “don‘t tap out on me now. this pussy can gimme one more,” and he lowly chuckles before greeting your throbbing clit with a spank that makes you whine, jolting back against his chest. “oooh. liked that didn‘t you, princess? so horny f’me.”

you panted, clawing your nails into boyfriend‘s pants leg, eyebrows curled together while nibbling on your lip. “toji… please….fuckkk—” and it’s as if he doesn’t hear your constant babbles.

because he spanks your clit, again, and again, again until you randomly start moaning for more.

“make up your mind, baby,” he‘d giggle, and you get a plethora of tingles swell up in your tummy where a pool of heat was stashed — nearly reaching your peak. he starts rubbing your cunt again in circles and squares and different types of shapes to where you’re nearly sobbing off sweet little whimpers from the immense amounts of stimulation. “heh. pout f’me all you want ‘m gonna keep spankin’ this pretty sweet pussy.”

you moaned — head slumped against him, and your leg starts to bounce, and your dilated pupils glance up at the dry wall splattered all over the ceiling. “y—you‘re… so mean, toji.”

“i‘m mean?” he hums in pure amusement, imitating your pathetic needy voice and you let out a shaky breath, feeling him slide a finger in before popping it back out — and the squelching noises it sang out makes your toes curl. “good. gotta be mean to deal with a pussy this wet, heh,” and you whimper again — feeling him spank your cunt teasingly dozens of times, and your legs shake profusely. you try to grab onto his bulky beefy arm but with quick reflexes he gives your hand a light smack. “ah ah, princess. no touching my pussy. be a good dirty girl and lie back.”

“t—tojiiiii.” you‘d hiccup, and he’s so smug, feeling his strained cock twitch in his sweatpants from your repeated babbles and pleads. you were so close to cumming — and he‘s laughing directly next to your ear, one hand focusing down on your pulsating cunt and another slithering up your neck to make you stare at the two of you in the the dim reflection of the mirror. “can‘t… ‘m really gonna cum this time… y—you‘re makin’ it worse..”

a small enticing smirk lightly spreads on his pink lips before he makes you lie flat against his back, making a dramatic circular motion with his hands towards your pussy. “oh? you gonna cum? go ahead then, y/n. i‘ll wait.”

and he does — and you sit there, suffocating in your own whimpering whimpers while he stops the sheer stimulation on your pretty puffy cunt.

“huhhh…? why aren‘t you cumming? forgot how to, silly girl?”

“n—no,” you moaned, starting to feel hot and muzzy. panting out wobbly quavery breaths, your lip quivered, eyes wholly half lidded, “i can’t because… you won’t let me unless i ask p-permission, toji.”

a little crinkle forms near his eye as he smiles smugly at your cute obedient response, prying your legs open just a little more while he starts to massage your warm sopping wet pussy that continued to dilate more and more by the second. “hm…. welllll? aren‘t ya gonna ask me?”

your thighs jerked with your cunt spasming once he gives you another spank, earning a quiet mhmmm from your spit-glossed lips. “…can i cum please… toji.. pretty p—please?”

“hmmmmmmm. lemme think about it baby,” and you whine from the constant edging — so incredibly close that your orgasm was right on the tip of your pink savory tastebuds. you’re rubbing the back of your head against his chest in pure want and irritation. toji’s staring at you through the mirror with the most smuggest grin, long black strands of hair nearly occluding his view of vision before he presents the side of your head with a soft kiss. he playfully gives you three more spanks on your cunt making your eyes nearly roll backward. “nah. but you can be a good little girl and wait jus’ a little longer f’me, . . hm?”

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I MISS THIS SERIES SO MUCH AND ITS MY FAV IT GOT BE SOBBING 😭😭💙But i hope you’re doing fine saint 🤞🏻🤞🏻💖

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brb, im going to cry 🥲💓

Dadmas Day 3: Christmas Morning with Touya

Dadmas Masterlist

pairing: Touya Todoroki/Dabi x f!reader

word count: 2.2k

warnings: you have multiple children together, mentions of pregnancy & children, reader is wearing a nightgown, his dick is pierced, biting, your kids are cockblocks but they’re cute

notes: this was originally going to be a Father’s Day post and this is the whole reason I wanted to do Dadmas! I just really, really, really love the idea of Touya as a dad <3 he deserves more mornings like this.

Merry Christmas! <3

It’s Christmas morning. The chill from outdoors has crept inside overnight, but it’s the feeling of mismatched lips brushing against your neck that stirs you from your slumber.

It’s not a bad way to wake up; it’s one of your favorites, actually. One smooth. One scarred. Both coming together over your pulse point to send a shiver up your spine and pull a moan from your own mouth.

“Touya..” you murmur drowsily, giggling as his lips climb up your neck to trail along your jaw.

“Doll..” he echoes your nickname in the same timbre, playfully mocking you, as he often did.

You can feel the his smile against your skin when he briefly nuzzles his face against yours. It’s then that you realize that his hands are also wandering, slipping beneath the sheets to skim along your sides.

“I can almost guarantee you that we do not have time for this today,” you say as you lock eyes with him.

He leans over you, propped up on one arm to stare back into your eyes with a devil-may-care grin.

“Maybe a Christmas miracle’ll happen.” He shrugs, leaning in again to attach his lips to your neck.

“Oh, you believe in miracles all of sudden?” You ask sarcastically as your eyes fall closed again.

A soft sigh leaves your lungs as you gently stretch and relax into the sheets, tilting your head to allow him better access to your neck.

Maybe a Christmas miracle would happen. You cross your fingers.

“Believe in ‘em?” He scoffs, warm breath blowing over your neck. “I’ve seen one firsthand. How the hell else could I have landed you?”

He smirks and sinks his teeth into your skin, feeling rather proud of himself for that one, because he can practically hear you rolling your eyes when you echo his scoff.

“Must be all the smooth one liners,” you tease, letting your hands roam to seek out the only present that you’re really hoping for today.

You find it without much trouble. His morning wood is just inches from your thigh. You slowly drag your fingers along his shift before wrapping your hand around the barely contained erection, concealed only by his boxers.

“Fuck,” he curses under his breath, sighing as he readjusts to swivel his hips towards you.

He starts bucking them gently, shifting upwards into your grasp while he starts sucking on your neck again to stifle the desperate moans threatening to spill from his lips.

“Shit,” you moan, eyes briefly rolling back when his tongue finds that special spot on your neck. “Baby, do you really think we might have enough time?”

“We can make it quick,” he mutters impatiently, tossing back the sheets in a hurry as he moves to position himself between your legs.

The both of you are veterans when it comes to quickies. You thought you were good at ‘em before you had kids, but now? It’s an art form that you have perfected.

You reach down to haphazardly bunch up the hem of your nightgown and pull your panties to the side while he tugs his boxers down far enough to let his pierced erection spring free.

“Remind me to eat you out later,” he murmurs, eyes flitting to yours as he dons a grin that makes your pussy throb even before he guides the head of his cock between your folds.

“Maybe I’ll just sit on your face,” you muse, eyes fluttering closed and a soft moan escaping you when he shifts his hips.

“Merry Christmas to me. I hope you do,” he replies huskily, smirking as he sheathes his length inside of you in one smooth thrust.

Both of you take a brief moment to savor the feeling, intentionally quiet noises of pleasure flooding the room. You lift your hips, grinding them forward while his begin to roll. He’s just about to pick up the tempo when the sound of little feet start pattering down the hall.

“Babe,” you whisper, pressing your hands to his chest as your head whips towards the door.

“I hear ‘em. Just know this means I’m pounding the fuck out of you later,” he murmurs as he leans in to steal a kiss, a handsome smirk lingering on his lips when he pulls away to fall back into bed beside you.

He tucks his suddenly softening cock back into his boxers and you adjust your clothes while he grabs the covers and tugs them over the both of you.

“Ssh!” You hear your five year old’s voice in the hall.

She’s giggling despite her warning to keep quiet and so is your 3 year old son as the sound of their footsteps grow closer to your door.

You and Touya employ your acting skills, pretending to be fast asleep just before the door slowly creaks open.

“I told you they’re still sleeping,” your daughter whispers as she crosses into the room, creeping closer to the bed with her brother right on her heels.

“Let’s get daddy!” Your son suggests in the loudest whisper you’ve ever heard.

You peek one eye open to look at your husband, who can’t seem to help the warm smile that graces his features. You close your eyes again and wait, though it doesn’t take long for your children to make their move.

“Daddy!” Your daughter cheers as she launches herself onto his side of the bed.

“It’s Christmas!” Your son exclaims as he joins her, pouncing directly onto his father’s chest.

“Oof!” He grunts, a huge grin spreading across his face as he let’s our a jolly chuckle that could rival even old St. Nick’s. “It’s Christmas? So what? What’s that mean?”

He sits up to wind an arm around both of them, his tickling fingers getting to work immediately, sending both children into laughing fits as they try to squirm out of his grasp.

“Santa!” Your son squeals, scrambling towards your side of the bed as you sit up, smiling fondly at the scene in front of you.

“Yeah! Santa came, daddy!” Your daughter manages to inform him through her giggles while trying in vain to protect her ticklish sides.

“Good morning!” Your son greets you, tilting his head back when he plops down into your lap as your arms wind around him.

“Good morning, mommy!” Your daughter echoes his greeting as Touya finally takes mercy on her.

“Good morning,” you reply, beaming as you press a kiss to the top of your son’s forehead and then lean over to do the same to your daughter. “So you guys already saw the tree? Santa came and left us all presents?”

“Yeah! I saw my name! And brother’s and sister’s and yours and daddy’s too!” Your daughter excitedly informs you, practically bouncing on the bed, which seems to give her an idea, because she rises to her feet. “Let’s open presents!”

Her brother joins her, climbing out of your lap to stand up as the two of them start jumping up and down in the space between you while chanting for presents. Touya chuckles and glances over at you to exchange smiles before he stands and loops his arms around the kids again.

“Alright, alright, we’ll do presents,” he says as he tucks one beneath each arm and starts carrying them off, making them squirm and giggle. “We gotta get your sister first though. Why don’t you two go find one with your names on ‘em and mommy and I will be right there?”

He sets them down near the bedroom door and they cheer before they take off. You rise from the bed, watching him as he watches your children go. There’s a smile on his face, but he looks a little lost in thought. He doesn’t seem to notice you approach until your hand reaches out to take his and he snaps out of it.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about?” You ask quietly as you slip your arms around his middle.

He folds his arms around you in return, peeking at you for only a moment before he looks down, a little embarrassed by the sheer amount of emotions that he’s feeling.

“How lucky I am. Thank you, doll. For everything,” he whispers, placing a kiss to your scalp as he gives you a long squeeze.

“Merry Christmas, baby,” you say softly, closing your eyes as you hug him back tightly.

He closes his eyes, holding you a little tighter while he sends off a prayer to any and every deity that he’s ever heard of. He never wanted to lose this. He’d lost a family once and he’d survived, but he wouldn’t make it through losing this one.

He feels a slight pressure just beneath his eyes and he knows what’s coming. Usually he tries to fight it, but he knows it’s hopeless this morning.

“Merry Christmas, doll,” he replies as a crimson tear slips over his cheek from under his stapled seam.

The baby starts fussing down the hall and you pull away, only to stop when you realize that she isn’t the only one who’s crying. You reach up to cup his face, delicately swiping the tear away with the pad of your thumb before your gaze finds his.

“Are you okay, baby?”

He nods, a tender smile on his lips as he cradles your head in both hands and plants a kiss to you forehead.

“I’ve never been happier,” he says sincerely. “I’ll go get her. You wrangle the other gremlins.”

With a gentle swat to your behind, he heads down the hall and you turn to look at him over your shoulder. A smile spreads across your face as you watch him swing open the door to the nursery and beam at your other daughter, who can be heard giggling inside, amused by the funny face he makes as he enters the room.

You shake your head, still grinning like a fool as you make your way towards the living room, where your eldest is doing her best with her newfound reading skills to sort out the gifts.

“Lemme help you, sweetheart,” you say as you pick up one of the wrapped presents from beneath the tree.

A few minutes later, Touya arrives with your 18 month old on his hip. She stares in wonder at the presents and start kicking her tiny legs while pressing on his arms.

“Down,” she requests in the most adorable, excited little voice.

“Yes, ma’am,” he chuckles, finding a place on the floor to plop down, so that he can set her free and keep a close eye on her.

He keeps an eye on all of you, basking in the wonder of a Christmas morning that he never thought he’d live to see, let alone celebrate with his own family.

He watches the children dance around while impatiently waiting to tear into their piles of presents. He watches you take you youngest daughter into your lap and help her tear away the wrapping paper on one of her gifts, which she finds more interesting than the gift itself. He watches you crawl over and reach way under the tree to retrieve a small, rectangular gift.

“This one’s yours,” you say as you sit down beside him and offer him the package. “Feel like it’s important to note that this one’s from me and it Santa.”

He furrows his brow, smiling curiously as he glances over at you before he turns his attention to the gift in his hands. He tears the paper away and finds a box, which he lifts the top of of to reveal a familiar looking white stick inside.

Pregnant is what it says.

You watch his face and are blessed enough to see the moment of realization on his face. His eyes go wide and he suddenly grins so wide that you’re worried he might lose a staple.

“I’m gonna be a dad again?” He asks excitedly, sounding the teeniest bit choked up, though he’d never confess to that.

“Yes,” you confirm, nodding your head as you mirror his elated expression.

He chuckles in disbelief and throws his arms around you, pulling you in to hug you tight and press his lips to your scalp again.

“I love you so much,” he murmurs, pulling away to cup your face in his hand and kiss you like he means it, because he does. He’s never meant anything more.

Before you can respond, he pulls away and looks down at your belly, placing his hand over it gently.

“And I love this one already,” he adds softly.

Tears of joy threaten to spill from your own eyes now as you place your hand over his.

“We love you too. We’re just as lucky to have you, baby. All of us,” you say quietly.

He leans in to press his smiling lips to yours again, his head already filling with what next year might look like. The sounds of the children squealing and screaming fade away as he presses his forehead to yours to look into your eyes.

“Merry Christmas, doll. Thank you.”

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IDK THIS CAME UP IN MY MIND PLS LMAOAOSJ💀😭 @jiminjamms

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IM SOBBING RN BC OF THE END WTH

Shameful Attraction (CEO! Sukuna x Female Reader~NSFW~Part 2)

Pairings: CEO!Sukuna x fem!reader x fiance!Toji (Non-Curse AU)

Synopsis: You've been in a long-term relationship with Toji from high school, who is the love of your life. Well, sometimes he is... You turn a blind eye to all of the heartaches he seems to deliberately bring upon you and the relationship. Despite his actions, you've remained loyal and true. That is, until Sukuna, a CEO and your new boss, draws you into an affair.

CW/TW: This story has moments of mistreatment and abuse. There are references all throughout about this behavior—Hitting, name-calling, degradation, hiding bruises, cheating, unfaithfulness, etc. Also, unprotected sex, fingering, pet names (i.e., doll, pretty thing, little one, princess, etc.), consensual degradation, and praise kink. Mentions of depression, thoughts of suicide.

Wordcount: 9.1k

(Previous, Part 1)

~Your sexy new boss tried to get you to go out with him, despite being aware that you were already in a relationship. Of course, a rich and influential man like himself could care less about such things. You're not entirely happy in your relationship, but you remain loyal to your fiancé, Toji. At least...you really try to be.~

Thursday, 11:33 AM

Sukuna had sat back down and explained more in depth of what you'd be doing for him in the office and it seemed very straight forward. It was all things you were used to. Usual assistant work. He said your office would be attached to his as well, and you couldn't imagine what it would look like to have an actual office of your own. You had an office at your last assistant job, but it felt like it was more the size of a closet.

"You're not going to be the type of boss who calls me into your office for only bad intentions, are you?" You laughed jokingly while accepting a fresh cup of coffee from him. Dammit...why did you keep up this flirty attitude with him? And why was it so enjoyable? "Why? Do you want me to be?" He chuckled in reply while sitting across from you again. You bit your bottom lip and looked away from him in guilt. Fuck...you couldn't deny you enjoyed whatever it was that was going on here...But you knew how inappropriate and wrong this all was. Still, how you were acting seemed to be keeping him interested. Even if this job required you to be a little flirty and more or less some sort of amusement for the boss, you'd deal with it. Not like you'd ever tell Toji. And once you started getting nice paychecks, it would be worth it in the end. At least you enjoyed Sukuna's company. Your last boss was dull and, indeed, treated you like a lesser human being at times. You were, in his eyes, just a woman who was expected to do everything for him while batting your eyes and staying bubbly. It wasn't impossible...but if you were going to subject yourself to such treatment, you wanted a significantly better paycheck then. Sukuna was amorous, but you didn't feel utterly uncomfortable around him. There was no sign of him forcing you to do anything entirely against your will, and you were sure he wouldn't shame you into anything, either...

He had offered to take you to the hotel you reserved for the night but you declined, saying you wanted to walk and get some fresh air. Besides, it wasn't too far away, and you didn't want to seem like you needed to depend on him, since he had already made you breakfast. You wouldn't appear to be a very decent assistant if you were the one needing constant assistance yourself.

Thursday, 2:14 PM

You were hoping Toji wasn't as angry by now, and that he'd talk to you on the phone since you had time alone in the hotel room. He never mentioned for you to call him back, but you hated how he just hung up on you earlier...you didn't like it when he was upset. Over the last couple of hours, he never answered your calls or responded to your texts. It was getting disheartening after a while, and the longer he ignored you, the more your chest tightened in anxiety and worry. At least you didn't have to worry about any other interviews. There were a few other jobs that said they might give you an interview today but otherwise nothing was set beside the first one with Sukuna. It was nice to know you could relax, but you felt guilty to be staying out here overnight instead of just heading back home. Though you wouldn't deny that the small amount of time you had to yourself was relaxing. Sitting in the bath, enjoying the larger tub this hotel had to offer, you let your mind relax in the silence. It was just...peaceful. It had been so long since you spent a night away from home that you almost forgot how comforting it was.

Naturally, while you were trying to enjoy the solace of your hot bath, your phone rang, and the chime was Toji's. For a brief moment, you considered ignoring it, wanting to make him try several times like you had done earlier. But that wasn't something you felt like dealing with right now. As soon as you answered, he let out an aggravated huff.

["What?"] "H-hey, I just wanted to talk to you again...I'm really sorry for not communicating better that I was going to be away to-." ["Are you actually out there getting a job, or are you just trying to leave me?"] "Leave you?? No, I wouldn't do that." ["Well, that's how all this starts...the lying, sneaking around."] "Toji, I swear, I'm just trying to get a better job." ["Maybe...but how do I know you're not also out there just staying away from me? I mean, this morning, you refused to talk to me."] "I tried to tell you! I was in an interview and-." ["Are you raising your voice to me??"] "N-No...I'm sorry..." ["Ya' know, when you get home, I'll need to teach you some manners. Cause you're getting out of line. Aren't you?"] "I...I-I don't mean to..." ["There's no reason for me to even take you out to dinner tomorrow night. Since you're clearly so disrespectful to me. I'd rather spend time with the guys."]

That painful click of his phone call ending abruptly left you trembling while staring down at the water.

Your grip tightened around your cell phone before you turned and threw it hard across the bathroom, hearing it clatter against the wall and back to the floor. "Asshole!! Fucking asshole!!"

Sobs left your quivering lips before you slowly embraced yourself, trying to ease the pain. You did so much for him...why was it never enough anymore? What were you doing that was so wrong all the time?? Why couldn't you do anything right anymore...You just wanted his fucking love and it was more and more distant each day.

Toji had been promising to take you out to dinner for months, and suddenly he's not doing it anymore?? You had waited so patiently and did everything for him...

Glancing to the floor and seeing that your phone had ended up back near the tub from it being thrown against the wall, you reached out to it, silently rejoicing that the screen hadn't shattered in your sudden outburst. Without giving yourself time to change your mind, you dialed a number as quickly as possible and closed your eyes.

Asshole...

Complete asshole.

If he was going to disregard your time and feelings to hang out with his guy buddies that you absolutely hated, then you were going to enjoy a night out of your own for once. You were already being punished, so not like it could get any worse.

"It was just...Just so careless of me. So, I wanted to apologize again about your suit..."                                             ["How about you make it up to me by accepting my offer of taking you out to dinner tonight, then?"]

You gave a small, defeated laugh and put your hand over your face while groaning in thought. This is precisely how you were hoping this phone call would go, yet you suddenly felt regret to be doing this. "...Just as a professional outing, right?" ["Of course, doll, purely professional."] You could hear the grin in his voice, and you felt flustered even while being alone in this hotel room. Perhaps you felt a little spiteful against Toji or even lonely. But how bad could it honestly be to accept his offer? It's not like you HAD to sleep with him. Knowing Toji would probably be at the club tonight, he wouldn't be bothering you through the evening... Toji got to go out all the time and enjoy his nights. Why couldn't you?? Fuck it...this time, you accepted Sukuna's offer.

He told you he would pick you up around 5:30 PM to go to dinner, then go to a bar that he enjoyed as it wasn't deafening and obnoxious, and they had good drinks. And you could definitely use a good drink...

But it made you severely anxious, and as you sat in your hotel room, casually watching TV, you contemplated so many times to just call back and cancel with him, saying you had to leave or you felt sick -which you really did, from nerves-, but that just made you more stressed to think about as well...

Not to mention you only had professional clothing with you for interviews. So you couldn't even dress up that nicely. Just another similar outfit to the one you wore earlier. Not that you needed to look good, as this was professional. Needed to be only professional...

Thursday, 5:30 PM

Walking outside the hotel to where the pick-up area was, Sukuna was leaning against a car with his arms crossed while waiting for you. Another man stood in a nice suit at the end of the vehicle, but he kept his gaze off the side, not paying much attention, and his hands were behind his back patiently.

A driver? You weren't even surprised. But, Sukuna looked...gorgeous. He was so well groomed, and the dark suit he adorned fit him so well. Feeling your eyes start falling from his face to his chest, you quickly averted your gaze entirely to the ground. "Well, good evening, pretty thing." He grinned at you as you approached, and you bit your lip while looking up shyly. "I didn't bring much, so I hope I'm dressed enough?"

"You look perfect, doll." He gently took hold of your chin with his index finger and thumb, lifting your head, and your breath seized in your throat at his firm touch. "Come on, don't be shy, and don't hide that pretty face by looking down."

Looking at his gorgeous face and into his alluring eyes as he gave you a comforting smile, you felt your heart flutter and your throat burn with the sudden urge to cry. This was an awful idea, you knew you shouldn't have agreed to this... No one made your heart flutter like this before, other than Toji.

Letting go of your face gently, he turned as your door was opened by the other man. Sukuna held your hand so you could sit comfortably in the seat, and you looked around for a moment nervously as he shut the door. This was an awful temptation you've allowed yourself to get into... You glanced to the front of the vehicle, but there was a non-see-through glass panel blocking whatever was up front, and the other windows on the doors were so dark as well. Obviously, no one would be able to see in. Seeing Sukuna get in next to you, you quickly looked down at the floorboard and held onto the hem of your skirt while blurting out the obvious. "You have your own driver?"

As he made himself comfortable and adjusted to face more towards you, he chuckled while resting his elbow on the window frame of the door that was now shut. His other arm went along the top of the seat behind your head, making you nervous at his closeness. "I have a lot of things, sweetheart."

Sitting patiently and quietly in your seat, too nervous to keep looking at him, something came to your thigh, making your entire body tense instantly. One of those large hands had settled above your knee, and the brush of his thumb against your skin made you gulp. Such a firm hold...and it flushed warmth throughout your body, already weakening from the touch.

This was bad. Very, very bad. You should have told him to remove his hand...should have told him that it was inappropriate...should have reminded him that you have a fiancé.

But you didn't...couldn't. It felt, exhilarating. You wanted it there.

"You alright, pretty thing?" His tone was so cocky yet full of concern simultaneously, causing you to look at him with dove eyes before you nodded with a smile.

"I'm doing perfectly fine."

For dinner, he took you to a restaurant called Shunbou, and you already felt odd getting out of a vehicle with someone else opening the door for you. And then highly out of place when you walked into the restaurant with Sukuna. Everyone there gleamed with wealth and success in their life, and you felt like a lowly peasant in their presence who would be frowned upon if they knew just how broke and pathetic your life really was. Seeing your nervousness, Sukuna lightly placed a hand around your waist, his fingertips gently guiding you alongside him, keeping you close so you could feel welcome and wanted here with him. Your eyes darted up to his, revealing anxiousness and comfort all at the same time. "Just relax." He whispered while leaning down to speak into your ear, his large palm settling onto you more as you both reached the table. It was in a more reserved section in the back, offering a quiet and private setting.

It was almost difficult to sit across from him like this, feeling him looking right at you despite the waiter talking and setting down a few complimentary items on the table. You felt rude, but you couldn't bring yourself to look up at him, afraid you'd just pass out once your eyes met his.

The menu was just as threatening as you looked over it, not knowing meals could even cost this much. How were you supposed to choose something when the prices for a single dish were more than you'd spend on a whole week's worth of food?

Seeing you struggle with picking something, knowing you were bent over the prices, Sukuna asked the server what he would recommend. He said the grilled Hida Beef sukiyaki, cooked via hotpot at the table, was a favorite among many other patrons. It was ¥14,300 ($125.30/€111.06) for a single dish... Sukuna gestured if that would be something you'd like, and you hesitantly nodded, keeping your head down. It almost felt like you were stealing...

Your date picked something more expensive to not make you feel like you would cost more than him, and he also requested one of their top Rosé Champagnes, which was around ¥165,000 ($1445.77/€1281.69) per bottle.

"S-Sukuna, you didn't have to take me to someplace like this; I'd be fine just eating some street food, honestly." You meekly laughed, holding your arms while feeling so out of place and undeserving of anything he offered.

He chuckled humorously while placing his elbow on the table and his chin atop his knuckles, watching you with curiosity. "Look...I'm not in the interest of boasting to you, but this costs nothing to me...just enjoy yourself. A simple gift from your boss."

"Well, I...I really appreciate it." you smiled meekly at him, and he grinned in mirth. "Of course, doll."

The meal was incredibly delicious, and just like before, you did your best to eat with reserve, even though that nagging hunger in your stomach was hard to fill. You definitely enjoyed the champagne as well; it tasting better than anything you've had before. He made casual conversation with you throughout the meal, and it was so relaxing. Toji wasn't going to do this for you, so why not let someone else do it then? Not like you were doing anything adulterous...Right?

Not letting you know the bill amount, Sukuna paid it and took your hand to help you up, his other hand returning to that gentle position on your waist to comfortably guide you alongside him through the restaurant again.

The second place he took you was Maduro's, the cozy bar and lounge he mentioned earlier. He ordered a decent amount of drinks, and honestly, since he offered to buy whatever, you took advantage of that. Anything to help get you a bit wasted. Take a break from the stress you've been dealing with at home, and maybe get drunk enough to convince yourself that you're not doing anything inappropriate right now. Just out drinking.

With your new boss. Your ridiculously hot new boss.

Occasionally you checked your phone, and each time you saw no message from Toji, there was simultaneous anger and sadness in your heart. Was he seriously going to let this day end without saying anything? His last communication was just going to be him hanging up on you..? For the second time today?

"Waiting for something?" Sukuna inquired while setting his now empty glass near the edge of the table to signal needing a refill. Glancing up from your phone quickly, you felt ashamed like you sometimes ignored him.

"Oh, n-no. I'm sorry." You mumbled while stuffing your phone down into your bag. "If he hasn't messaged you by now, I doubt he will." "H-he's probably just busy. Or asleep." Though you knew that was a lie, a hopeful laugh fell from your lips. He was most likely out having fun or had his guy friends over, making a mess as usual. But he was deliberately not talking just to upset you. It hurt your feelings so much, and Toji knew it. He seemed to do it on purpose...

Seeing the waitress walk over from the corner of your eye made it hard to hide the brief yet envious expression on your face. She was so filled out and healthy looking, obviously comfortable in her body, and you felt jealous of it. Were you jealous of her looks or of her confidence? You weren't sure... Stealing a glance at Sukuna, you watched him in awe as he barely even acknowledged her despite her apparent flirtatious attitude with him.

Why was that so attractive?? And why did you even need to worry about something like that? He was allowed to look at someone if he wanted to, yet you watched him as if seeing what he would do when presented with such an opportunity. Maybe it hurt because you knew Toji would still have watched the waitress even after she walked away...

"Well, before you drink too much, let me ask. Do you want to come back to my place after this?" Sukuna said so casually while bringing the glass of liquor to his lips, only pausing a moment to speak again. "I guarantee my bed is more comfortable than the hotel's."

"Like, sleep there instead of the hotel? I wouldn't want to impose on you and-"

His humored laugh at your innocence halted your words, and you shook your head slightly in misunderstanding. "Why are you mentioning how comfortable your bed is, then?"

"Sorry. I'll be blunt, do you want to get laid tonight?"

You nearly choked on your drink when he spoke, and your heartbeat started to pound so hard you could hear it in your ears. "W-what? Sir! That is not professional at all!" You laughed jokingly while pushing his arm playfully. Well, that was bold and straightforward! He chuckled at your flustered response with a slight shrug before drinking again. Clearly not joking in his interest. "I'm being serious." Your nervous laugh died briefly, and you turned your head to the side with a weak smile. "Come on...you can't be serious...Me? Why would you want to do anything like that with someone like me..? I'm in a relationship anyway..." You mumbled out the end while downing one of your drinks quickly. "I could care less about that." He said while taking hold of your chin and turning your face back to his. The demanding grip made you gasp, and you felt so embarrassed when a flicker of excitement raced through you at his actions. "A lot of women aren't satisfied in their relationships anyway...And I can take care of that, pretty thing." His arrogant laugh had your thighs clenched together so tightly, and his smirk was so confident as if he knew you'd be unable to decline his advances.

"I...Sukuna, I-I really shouldn't..."

"Shouldn't, or don't want to?" "A-am I required to?"

You stared at him in a bit of worry as he finally released your chin and pulled out his wallet, preparing to pay the tab. "It's not a requirement for dinner or anything if that's influencing your decision. And nothing to do with the job." He replied casually, but for some reason, it seemed like it would be easier if it was a form of payment. At least that way, it would seem justifiable. "I wouldn't think less of you or treat you differently if you don't want to. But, I think you do want this..." He grinned while standing and leaning closer to your ear, whispering the last part so enticingly. "And I'd fuck you better than he ever could."

As Sukuna helped you back into the car seat, you let out a heavy exhale, utterly alone in the vehicle for a moment. You can't. You definitely can't. You shouldn't! This had already gone too far. Letting him touch your thigh and chin like he's been doing was crossing boundaries. Talking to you inappropriately was not something a woman in a relationship should be okay with! But... How you felt when he did so was satisfying and even comforting. You've never been touched by anyone except Toji, and at first, you were terrified of it ever happening, but now that it has, you wanted more of it. When Sukuna got in next to you, your eyes dropped to the floorboard again, fingers returning to hold the hem of your skirt nervously. You wanted to accept... Glancing at the ring on your finger, sorrow and bitterness filled your heart again. Fuck it. You wanted this. You could feel your mind finally starting to fade with the liquor you'd been downing all night; it was the perfect excuse for yourself. You desperately needed attention like this, and blaming alcohol was more manageable than admitting you wanted to be fucked by this guy you had just met.

"Why did you sleep with your boss?" "Oh, I was drunk; it wasn't anything serious, just a mistake!"

Friday, 1:07 AM

Sukuna led you inside his apartment off the elevator while firmly holding your hand to ensure you wouldn't fall over from your half-drunken state, and you laughed while your hand lazily returned his grip. As soon as the doors closed, you pushed yourself against his chest, dropping your purse and heels that you were holding carelessly to the floor while reaching a hand up his shoulder. Your tip toes lifted you higher so your lips could connect with his. If you didn't have some alcohol in your system right now, you knew the confidence for your actions wouldn't exist, and you desperately wanted this, needed this. No other man had ever shown this type of interest, and you were afraid to let this opportunity go to waste.

Surprised for only a moment, Sukuna let out a deep laugh, a smirk stretching his lips as he returned your kiss, his tongue easily slipping into your mouth.

Your fingers desperately tangled into the loose fabric of his shirt on his upper arms, and your eyes closed as you enjoyed the taste of his tongue against yours, the scent of his expensive cologne finding its way into your nose only to seduce you more.

Wrapping his arms around your waist, he lifted you up from the ground, and your legs went around his hips to hold on while still keeping your lips together with his.

Your arms draped around his neck, one hand gripping onto the back of his shirt and the other running through his pale pink hair, rustling it from its tamed back style quickly.

"Sukuna...please," you whined softly as he pushed your back against a wall, pressing his firm chest into yours to hold you in place as his lips traveled down your neck, planting kisses along the area where your elevated heartbeat was thrumming through.

The back of your head leaned against the wall, small pants of anticipation and euphoria leaving your mouth as his kisses continued to litter your skin, bringing those burning feelings into your chest you hadn't felt in so many years... "Shall we..?" His low and gruff voice came through the kisses along your neck, and you nodded quickly, whimpering at the thought of him touching you in a way no other man has besides Toji.

He carried you into his dimly lit room and gently laid you to your back on his bed, now leaning over you with his arms on either side of your face, caging you beneath him as he claimed your lips again roughly, and you moaned into his mouth with the feeling of passion you've longed for. There weren't any other sounds except the repetitive wet connection of lips and exciting pants exhaling through both of your noses.

You've never enjoyed kissing so much in your life, wishing it would go on forever. His lips were so warm and soft, enveloping yours so easily, and his intoxicating scent of being so close was driving you mad. He rolled his hips down into yours, and you shuddered deeply in elation, his ever-present erection nearly pushing through his pants. Feeling the dampness increase between your thighs, you gasped in embarrassment at Sukuna's hand suddenly reaching up under your skirt, taking hold of your thong, his fingers quickly curling around the edges of the wet lacy cloth, tugging on them as if they were in the way of what he was after. Panic suddenly raced into your chest, feeling such an intimate and foreign touch as this. His body above yours felt like a trap you couldn't escape from, and your breath seized in your throat at his confident actions.

"W-wait..!" Your small yelp made his head lean to look down at you in concern as he let out a slightly frustrated grunt. His hand emerged underneath your skirt, placing itself alongside you like before. A heavy breath fell from his lips as he composed his arousal. "Do you not want to continue? I can stop if you need me to." There was brief annoyance in his voice, yet at the same time, concern was heavily laced within it. "N-no, I'm sorry, you don't have to stop..." you surrendered quickly through shame. You tried to look away, but he caught your jaw in one of his large hands, pulling your attention back to him. Your eyes searched his with desperation, afraid to be something disappointing to him. "Of course, I don't have to stop... But I asked if you needed me to." "I just...w-what if I want you to stop while we're in the middle of it..?" You mumbled quietly, worried you would change your mind once it got more serious. "Stop is stop, pretty thing." He grinned while kissing your lips abruptly again, and you moaned eagerly into his mouth, unable to keep your excitement at bay no matter how much guilt you felt. "But I promise you won't want me to stop once I start." He growled seductively into your ear, his warm and velvety voice making you shudder and whimper for him.

No, you didn't want him to stop...but knowing you were intoxicated and didn't know this guy yet, you just wanted to see if he would stop...as Toji would never stop even if you cried and pleaded for him to... You felt safe to be underneath a man in his bed for the first time in years. Safer with someone who was still practically a stranger than your fiancé of 7 years...

His hand returned to where it was underneath your skirt, fingers pulling your lacy thong down your excited thighs passed your knees, and his palm caressed over your skin, stroking it gently, his fingertips leaving goosebumps in their wake. Leaning your head back into the blankets while he kissed your neck, sucking on sensitive areas, you let out soft, yearning moans, his large hand coming up your thigh further to grip your ass, giving it a tight squeeze.

A guy like him most certainly had a fair share of partners by now, judging by the way some of the women looked at him in the bar as if they had possibly known him, their eyes almost jealous that he was seated at a table with you in the back, enjoying each others' company as you both chatted, sharing a laugh on occasion. You could feel their jealousy and ever-judging eyes as if you weren't something valuable enough to earn his attention like they had previously been. His complete, undivided attention. Those darkened eyes never strayed from you, as if you were the only one of interest in the whole bar as if looking away for even a mere second would cause him to miss out on something important about you... Now the way he was touching your body and making you feel like a sacred entity ignited the feelings you knew you had been missing out on for years. Not that you were hoping for love with Sukuna, and you doubted that those feelings were something he would want to return to you, which was fine... But this man had shown you more respect and attentiveness in a single day than your entire relationship with Toji.

Leaning up from you and resting on his knees, Sukuna grabbed onto the bottom of his shirt and slowly lifted the fabric over his head. Your eyes trailed along every dip and rise of his muscles, some areas more highlighted than others from the city's lights outside the large windows. "H-holy shit..." You swallowed tightly while sitting up and hesitantly reaching forward, allowing your fingers to trail along the dark lines that painted his skin from his chest down to his abs. He was downright gorgeous...crafted so perfectly. The tattoos on his skin made you shudder in excitement and curiosity, wondering why someone so professional would put such features on his body. As far as you knew, tattoos were common in those who committed violence and illegal activities. But at the same time, he kept them hidden well and seemed far from any gang member. Tossing his shirt to the side, Sukuna hummed in satisfaction at your touches, his hands coming forward to undo the buttons keeping your blouse together, but you whimpered, and your small fingers pushed against his with haste.

Before he could speak, you dropped your head in shame, afraid to expose your body to someone like this. Not from the shame of it being a man other than your fiancé but the guilt of how your body looked. In your eyes, it wasn't good enough... Especially for someone as gorgeous as him. "I'm s-sorry, I..."

"Why are you apologizing?" He chuckled while removing his hands from your blouse. "You don't have to feel scared to tell me 'no.'"

Quickly nodding, you bit your lip before looking up at him. "It's just...My body...I-I don't find it flattering..., and I'm worried if you see-"

His lips came to your mouth gently, immediately silencing you while now running his hands upward along your sides, allowing his fingers to glide underneath the fabric of your top. Your breath hitched at his delicate touch, and you swallowed roughly as he groaned pleasingly against your lips, his large hands embracing your frail body tenderly. As his thumbs smoothed over your prominent ribs, you whimpered in embarrassment again. What man would want such a thin and scrawny woman to hold on to?

"Is this what bothers you..?" He whispered while moving his lips to your neck and gently rubbing his thumbs over the same area again. Your hesitant nod confirmed the answer, and you felt his lips stretch into a grin against your skin. "I wouldn't have invited you back over if I worried about what you might look like under your clothes."

"But...I-"

His hands returned to the buttons on your blouse, undoing them swiftly to avoid you stopping him again.

He tilted his head to the side, kissing your lips softly while delicately exposing your body from the fabric, his hands now crawling to your back to unhook your bra. Your fingers found the markings on his shoulders, holding them fervently as you felt your bra come off with ease, and his large hands now cupped your breasts, squeezing them gently. At the same time, he kissed your jawline as if he was hungry for your skin, enjoying the taste you had to offer.

Taking hold of the front of his pants, you tugged on the buckle of his belt, whining playfully and causing him to smirk at your actions. "Needy little thing, aren't you?" He asked quietly, moving his hands to yours to help undo his belt and the front of his pants. As much as he just wanted to flip you over onto your knees with your ass up and face into the pillows, he couldn't find the ability to do so. Exploring your body was more enticing, letting his tension build with each of your tender touches to his skin. He enjoyed your soft sounds and small gasps, how your eyes gleamed as he fully undressed your body, and how your head would tilt back and expose your neck to allow his lips the honor of sucking on your skin in various places.

Parts of you were screaming to stop, begging you to be decent and leave what you were doing, knowing if Toji ever found out, he'd make your life hell. You were cheating on your fiancé, willingly opening yourself to a man you had only met earlier this day, letting him discover parts of your body that were only for Toji to claim. As soon as his fingertips brushed over your lower lips, you choked back a gasp and did your best to let this happen without your morals getting in the way.

Pushing you down to your back, Sukuna kicked off the rest of his pants and placed an arm by your head again while suddenly pumping his fingers in and out of your neglected heat, stretching open your walls to be more willing and capable of taking his thick girth when it got to that moment. He captured your lips again as they parted for your fragile moans to escape, taking in each increasing vibration as he curled his fingers inside, expertly hitting the sensitive spots to make you already start to come undone beneath him.

Feeling your walls start to tighten around his two digits, a whine escaped your throat, ashamed to already reach this high you've never felt before. Your hips moved into his fingers more, and he worked his mouth down your body, kissing along your skin gently until his lips were just above your sensitive bundle of nerves. His hot breath fanned over your already puffy lips, and you clenched your jaw to try and silence any eager sounds from escaping.

Dragging his tongue in a long stripe up in-between your wet folds, you couldn't deny the quaky moans from falling out of your lips as he ran the flattened wet muscle up to your embarrassingly wet clit, sucking on it gently.

Removing his two fingers from your slicked-up hole, he quickly replaced the lost contact with his tongue, prodding it as deep as he could, forcing a surprised gasp out of your lips and your fingers to tangle into his hair. Smirking as your cunt leaked out its juices around his mouth from your arousal, he lapped up any of the glossy fluids, consuming your taste as if it was a meal he had been denied for so long.

Your chest rose and fell rapidly as your breathing became shortened and more profound, your fingers tugging at his hair and your other hand clenching onto the sheets below. Pushing his fingers back inside while giving your clit undivided attention with his mouth again made your hips jerk upwards, and a cry of pleasure burst from your throat. "S-Sukuna...I..!" Coaxing your sudden orgasm closer to you, Sukuna curled up his fingers to fervently rub into that spongy spot of tightening flesh that would soon have you coming undone. "Come on, baby...You can let it happen." He encouraged, knowing you were holding back, and suddenly added a third finger, thrusting them in and out of you quickly as your head pushed back into the pillows, back arching up as you felt that intense sensation, almost long forgotten, start to rapidly build in your lower tummy. Tears that were a mix of shame and exhilaration trailed from the corners of your eyes, hearing the squelching of your juices being smacked back against your skin as Sukuna's hand moved, pumping his fingers more fervently, your slick flowing down his hand to his wrist.

Once his mouth returned to your clit, he hummed in satisfaction to you becoming wholly taken over by pleasure, and the vibrations into the bundle of nerves sent you over the edge. Feeling your walls wrap tightly around his fingers, Sukuna thrusted them harder while kissing your inner thigh, pleasuring you further through your orgasm and you cried out loudly, your moans echoing through the otherwise quiet room as you held tightly onto his hair, riding out your intense high as if it was the first time you ever had one. Fuck. You wanted to cry. Cry from the shame of how quickly you came to someone other than Toji. You didn't do these things...you were an excellent fiancé! Only cheaters and liars slept with other people like this.

Feeling tears start to form in your eyes, you released his hair and placed both hands over your face. The tender kisses to the inside of your thighs made you tremble and whimper as he slowed the movements of his fingers, becoming more of a gentle caress to the inside of your pulsing heat. "My my..." he grinned in mirth when finally pulling his hand away, almost the entirety of it coated in your fluids of ecstasy.

Seeing you hide your face again behind your hands, he crawled up over your still-twitching body and gently kissed the back of your hands. "Why are you hiding such a pretty face?" Your hands slowly moved down enough to uncover your eyes, and his gaze held onto yours, offering his charming smile. "C-Cause, I'm...I'm so ashamed...I'm c-cheating on my fiancé..."

That distinct, devilish grin came across his face before he leaned down and kissed you hungrily, the taste of your release still heavy on his lips. "Well, if he was a good fiancé, you wouldn't feel the need to be here in the first place, right? So fuck him." "I...I've just never had something so simple feel so amazing like that before..." you mumbled in admission.

"Well, let me show you how great you can and should feel. I'll make it feel like it's your first time."

The desire in his voice was exciting, and you quivered in expectancy as his hands traveled down to your still-trembling thighs, pulling one up over his waist. As he covered your body with more of his, the still puffy lips parted with the head of his length, and you swallowed tightly as it teased your entrance.

"Oh my god...Sukuna, there's no way." You whispered in disbelief as his erect member displayed itself so large and proud before you. He was definitely bigger than Toji.

Your hand kept firm over your mouth, little whimpers slipping through your fingers as Sukuna slowly pushed the head of his cock into your opening. "T-too big..." you whined and winced while closing one of your eyes, the pressure between your hips already feeling like it was too much. "Yeah, it is a big fucking cock, isn't it? Shh shh...just relax, pretty thing; I'll go slow." His low voice fell over you as he whispered reassuring words, promising he'll take it slow. You swallowed hard while trying to be less tense. But you felt comfortable in his patience, and his gentle kisses to your teary face made warmth pass through your body. "You're doing so well...And, fuck, you feel so good." He growled more to himself than you, letting out a heavy breath as he kept his composure, resisting the urge to just start bucking into you relentlessly.

His other arm snaked its way around your back, pulling upwards to arch your body from the bed as he slowly continued to push into you, watching your face with amusement at all the varied expressions you were making. "I'll fill you properly, pretty thing..." his eager breath fanned across your ear as he almost growled into it, your walls tightly protesting his intrusion. "A-ah...so big..!" It felt like your breath was being shoved out from your lungs as you writhed in a mix of pain and pleasure, knowing you were being spread open farther than ever before but reveling in the feeling of every groove being filled. "Fuck...you're just swallowing me right up..." he groaned deeply, loving the feeling of your cunt engulfing his length so tightly and willingly. Your labored pants and whines only fueled his desire to fill you to the hilt and nearing the base of his cock you could feel your lower tummy being forced up from the lack of space he was giving you. A hand came to the slight swell in your belly, pushing back on it teasingly as your mouth was already letting out small incoherent words, babbling about his size and how stuffed you felt, feeling like you were in a daze, not even realizing there were places in you that could be reached. "Already getting dumb on my dick?" His voice jested, letting your walls find their moment of peace before he continued. You panted weakly and felt like you were already going to pass out, almost ashamed you were able to take his size so eagerly. It stung a little, and the pressure was intense, but you wanted more of this, needed more of it. Fingertips pushing hard up into your back, Sukuna held you in place as he slowly began to thrust into you, struggling not to just let himself go at your beautiful sounds of painful satisfaction. You already seemed so fragile and broken; he didn't want to completely ruin you, at least not yet, anyway...

Your breaths were short and deep each time his cock came almost all the way out, only to be pushed back into you deeply, the ache in your cunt slowly starting to dissipate, making way for feelings of unimaginable pleasure that you didn't know were possible.

Sukuna lifted himself up so he could watch the small swell in your lower belly show itself each time he shoved himself into you, loving how he was stuffing you. A smirk stretched across his face, admiring how tightly your pussy was gripping him, your lips spread far apart and covered in your own slick, starting to leave a creamy white ring around the base of his cock. "S-S'kuna..." your whimpering voice murmured between moans, reaching a hand out to hold him, to feel him even more, wanting to feel some closer connection. "Yes, doll?" He exhaled in pleasure, taking hold of your searching hand and bringing your fingers to his lips, kissing them tenderly.

Biting your bottom lip and turning your head to the side, you fought off a wave of different emotions that tried to cloud your mind, just wanting to enjoy actually feeling amazing in bed for once. This was just for sex and enjoying the company of a man who could treat you properly...you couldn't confuse it with any type of interest beyond this...you shouldn't...

"I've n-never felt so good..!" Your fingers tightened around his, starting to feel that burning heat swell in your core again, praising his actions at how he was making your body feel. He growled in elation at your words, starting to rut into your sopping heat relentlessly, the end of his cock just barely kissing at your cervix, and a scream of exhilaration left your lips, your body convulsing without your control.

Moaning like a wanton whore when Sukuna's mouth came to your right breast, he grinned in mirth against your skin, feeling your body tremble beneath him, knowing you wouldn't last long. Taking the hardened bud between his lips, your head swayed from side to side, feeling yourself rapidly approaching another orgasm as he sucked on your nipple fervently.

"No...n-not yet!" you begged aloud, feeling your walls tighten again, unable to stop, not wanting to disappoint him by being so quick to make a mess over him again. Sukuna let out a wicked laugh as he felt you reach your peak, moving a thumb to your clit, the pad hastily circling over the bundle of nerves to overstimulate you into your rapidly approaching climax, enjoying your yelps and cries of unintelligible words, losing yourself so willingly.

"It's fine baby, cum all over this cock...fucking enjoy yourself..." His voice was so captivating, falling over you like honey, and your body froze up with your breath caught in your throat, feeling your heat throb as it gripped around his still thrusting cock. "S-Sukun~aa! Haa..y-yes, oh fuck, yes, p-please!" "Hmm...right there, sweetheart?" He growled proudly in his chest, snapping his hips repeatedly into that gummy area inside that was driving you wild and pushing you over the edge. "Y-yes! S'good!"

Your mind was spiraling out of control, and you placed your hands over your face, feeling like you were going insane. How could this much pleasure be possible?? "Let me see your face." He demanded while grabbing your wrists and pinning them next to your head against the sheets. Your body writhed through his hold, hips rolling up to meet his thrusts while your head lolled back from the overwhelming stimulation. The more your wrists tugged for freedom, the harder he gripped onto them.

"I-I'm gonna c-...I'm..!" Your lewd moans swiftly turned into screams, his name leaving your quivering lips repeatedly. At the same time, he roughly fucked himself into your tightened, sopping cunt, groaning with satisfaction at your intense orgasm, loving how you looked while succumbing to him. Hands pulling away from his and gripping whatever they could find, your mouth hung open, eyes tightly shut with your brows pinched together, cheeks flushed deeply, leaning your head back into the bedding as far as it could go as your back arched higher from his grip, your legs shaking at the explosive pleasure bombarding you without restraint, he loved every bit of it and knew at that moment he wanted more, wanted to see this again, feeling more gratification from you than anyone else he ever had so far...

"Fuck...You look so fucking beautiful like that..." his voice coated you in rewarding praise, making you shudder and moan again as the aftershocks of your release still pulsed through your very being. Your arms reached up and around his neck, desperately pulling him down closer so you could kiss those warm lips, feel his strong, sweaty body against yours and revel in the moment of being so intimate with someone for once. It felt so pathetic, wanting him to be so close as if the two of you were lovers. But he entertained your needs, enveloping your lips with his, kissing you in a passionate way while pausing his movements for a brief moment, just focusing on your yearning for such romantic contact.

His arms came around you in such comfort, holding you close as your body trembled post-ecstasy. "So precious, aren't you?" He teased almost rudely before rolling his hips into yours again.

Your face burned red, and you whined out helplessly, pushing your hands against his chest weakly as he started hammering into you without warning, driving you crazy as you rode out your high. "I c-can't...please...oh my god...t-too much!

"Oh, I'm not done with you yet." sharp canines protruded from his wide grin as he pulled out of you, quickly flipping you onto your belly, making you yelp out unexpectedly. You desperately grasped the sheets beneath you as he jerked you up onto your knees, hips high in the air and his large hands pushing onto the small of your back.

He growled in lust before burying himself deep into your already exhausted cavern, and you howled out wildly through tears as he chased his own high, knowing he was about to be sated better than ever before.

"S-Sukuna, too much!" you pleaded, head spinning with fervor as you felt like you would pass out if he carried on much longer. Ignoring your cries, he grabbed onto your hair while rutting into you hard and deep, pulling more incoherent babbling from your lips as he filled you more than you thought was possible, abusing your gummy walls that were already so sensitive and exhausted. Never before did you find it exciting to have your hair pulled on like this, but him owning your body made you clamp down harder around him. Your loud moans echoed through the room, sides heaving harshly as you struggled to take him this way, but fuck did it feel incredible.

"Yes you can baby...I want one more out of you..."

"I-I'm tired. I can't..!" "You'll do as you're told and cum again because I'm your boss."

Pulling back on your hair harder as he continued at an unrelenting pace, you screamed out in ecstasy towards the ceiling, blissful tears streaming down your blushing face as he demanded your release, and you loved it...he could be your boss at work and of your body. You would submit to both so eagerly.

"Y-yes, sir!" you rasped out, unable to resist another oncoming wave of pleasure. He reached an arm around you and quickly found your swollen clit again, circling his fingertips over it to pull another orgasm out to tear through your already worn-out body.

"That's what I fucking thought...and you'll take your boss' cum like a good girl." He groaned through clenched teeth, feeling your walls grab hold of him again tightly. "Cause I know a smart girl like you is on birth control, aren't you, baby?" As if a rich guy like him would care about that sort of thing anyway. You barely had time to nod before his pace faltered, thrusting thick ropes of cum into your spasming pussy, decorating your insides with white warmth.

A proud grin adorned his face, hearing the sounds he was causing. You reached an arm back, your fingertips pushing against his thigh as you panted heavily, nearly seeing stars at this point as you were already so overdosed on his thick cock.

"Damn..." Sukuna finally let out a deep and satisfied groan, his motions slowing down. He leaned over to gently kiss your lower back while slowly pulling himself out of you, dripping with your own fluids and his release. You whimpered weakly at the loss of inward contact as he grabbed onto your ass with both hands, spreading you open enough so he could look at the damage he caused. "Made quite the mess out of you." he chuckled, watching his release slowly leak out of your twitching hole, reddened and puffy lips covered in copious amounts of your own fluids and his.

Surprisingly, you felt a soft cloth come up between your thighs, and you were too tired to inquire about it aloud. Was he actually cleaning you up, though? That was a thing? You'd be lucky if Toji even offered a towel after he picked himself off your body.

Panting weakly and slumping down to your belly once he let you go, a deep sigh of satisfaction left your mouth. Sex had never felt that good before... Fuck...nothing has ever made you feel anything like that before. It wasn't just pleasure that coursed through your body; it was intense waves of emotions. Emotions you never felt before...even when you slept with Toji for the first time, you never felt this way. This was a different type of crash rapidly approaching and felt terrifying.

Your heart raced...it hurt. It hurt so much. You couldn't hold it back. The tears... The pain...

Gripping the blankets tightly, you softly started to cry. Not the same tears from pleasure or excitement. They were sad and depressed ones... Why was this happening? Why were you feeling like this? This was embarrassing, and your soft cries turned to gasps and sobs.

You felt lonely, and it crept through your soul, spreading through your limbs and making you quiver in this emotional turmoil. What is it you needed? You were craving something...yearning for relief. It hurt; it hurt everywhere. Whatever this pain was, it was beginning to consume you, and it threatened to spiral out of your control until-

Arms... Warm arms... Your body was pulled close into comfort, and you blinked tears away to see Sukuna's face as he looked at you in such a consoling way. His extensive and warm hand cupped your cheek gingerly as he wiped some of your tears with the pad of his thumb from under your eye. You felt so vulnerable and submissive in his hold. "Well, aren't you just adorable?" he teased through a chuckle, and your body reacted on its own by sinking against his, grasping that comfort he was suddenly providing. That staticky pain of confusion and loneliness seemed to fade the more you stared up at him from how he held you against him. "I...I-I'm sorry...I don't know w-why I'm so emotional right now..." you admitted through shame. He shrugged slightly while continuing to hold you and planted a soft kiss on your forehead that made your body flutter in warmth. No...no, you couldn't be feeling like this. It was just sex. Just sex with your boss, this meant nothing, absolutely nothing. Nothing!

Your eyes swelled with tears as your cheek pressed down into his chest, minor hiccups coming out between little sobs, and Sukuna's faint laugh provided a moment of comfort again. "Poor little thing...Fucked you that good, didn't I?"

A weak little nod was all you could manage while clinging to him, clinging to the comfort and high you'd never felt before. His arms almost felt safe, like you could hide from any sadness inside them. "Can...can I stay like this to sleep?" You murmured softly, holding him almost desperately. Toji rarely held you afterward; even when he did, he never felt close like this. He looked at you curiously for a moment, almost bewildered by your actions. Any other woman would just turn away to get up and leave, and he'd not be interested after he got what he wanted. Feeling your desperate hold on him, he smirked and pulled the blankets over the both of you before wrapping one arm around you, caressing your skin softly with his fingertips.

"...Sure, doll."

Feeling your warm body relax against him, he sighed quietly while looking up at the ceiling. It was odd, and he never let a woman stay in his apartment afterward, let alone against him in his bed. But your soft little sniffles kept him curious, never having a woman break down and cry this way before...some might have gotten a little emotional. Still, they were usually also dramatic and whining, making him annoyed to even be around them any longer.

A little shiver traveled through your body, the heat radiating off his skin, comforting you deeply. "This is nice..." you mumbled quietly, unintentionally nuzzling your face up under his chin. "Oh yeah?" The vibrations in his chest and throat tickled your skin, and you sleepily smiled as the arm around you squeezed tighter. "Is...this normal..?" You continued, your words fading out as your body slipped into rest. For him? Absolutely not...this was too intimate and personal for his comfort. However, he couldn't deny a slight interest in it. Not to mention feeling a touch of sympathy for you. Any woman in a relationship that he took to bed could care less about the fact that they had a partner already, and none of them wanted to cuddle like this afterward. But your hold was so desperate, so needy. He could only assume this wasn't ordinary for you. Judging by the phone all he overheard earlier in the day, there wasn't much love and affection in your household. At least not the kind you yearned for.

"For you, it can be..." he chuckled softly, planting another gentle kiss on your forehead, furthering your desire to be close to him like this. Whatever this was, you obviously needed it...

He closed his eyes, relaxing to sleep as well, finally realizing how sated he could actually feel with someone for once...

~Thank you so much for reading!! Comments and Reblogs are much appreciated!

Sukuna knew you weren't gonna deny it, and you knew it as well. No point in fighting it any longer; just let that beast of a man do what he wants and let your mind escape! But look at you, the anomaly who cuddled with him to sleep... <3

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