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piercer!suguru giving you a brand new piercing 😫😫😫

✑ tags: f!tattooed!reader, piercer!suguru, light fingering, cockwarming, friends with benefits, cockwarming, heavy praise,

You had swung by his shop after closing. For the nipple piercing you’ve been on the fence about and finally settled on getting. After he sent everyone home, cleaned after they cleaned up everything but Suguru's personal room.

You adore having these private, after-hour appointments with Suguru. Fucking your tattoo artist for ink and body jewelry wasn’t something you would go for. But you happily fuck Suguru without getting ink and body modifications.

Wearing his art and his obsession with the clit piercing you could only trust Suguru to give are both perks. And Suguru freely admitted, seeing his art on your skin made his cock throb. Which was a first for him.

It was better than any other marks he could try to create during sex. The black and colorful ink is long-lasting, leaving parts of himself with you.

Granted you didn't have to be naked to get just your nipples pierced. But having Suguru standing between your legs. While slowly pumping two thick gloved fingers inside you, helps calm you down.

Cupping your cheek, reassuring you, “I'll be quick." Kissing the top of your head, sliding his hand down your neck. Grabbing your shoulder and pushing back. You lay down, slipping his fingers out of your pussy.

Tell him, "Sugar I know you'll make my nipples look cuter. It's just the pain. They are sensitive." Suguru pulls his shirt off over his head, dropping his sweatpants. Showing he wasn't wearing underwear all day.

No wonder the picture of his cock imprint was more mouthwatering than normal.

He smirks and insists, "Trust me I know how sensitive they are." Wrapping his hand around his cock, smearing your slick over it. As he glances over at the small table next to you. Where there are fresh gloves, clean wipes, needles, and your nipple rings.

Your pussy is throbbing, missing his fingers. Pointing out to Suguru, "Too bad you can't play with them for a while after this. I'm going to miss your mouth and hands." He is attentive, making even the nastiest fucking have a hint of sweetness with how he worships your body. With your nipples, he is a menace, and obsessive.

He climbs onto the table, while you spread your legs for him to settle in between. With his hand wrapped around his cock, he smears your wet lips. While he confesses,

"I've been looking forward to seeing you all day. I love my job, but knowing that I have an appointment with you makes it a drag. Though the guy who got the tattoo of you as a pinup girl was kind of fun."

Suguru has plenty of his art on display in his shop, with some of those pages deticated to your face and body. All of which he would rotate out with new drawings monthly. Always keeping the more sensual ones to himself. Which he had plenty of, since sometimes after sex he loves drawing you while smoking a cigarette.

Pleading with Suguru, "Please, can we cock warm while you pierce me? I want your fat, throbbing cock to help distract me." He slowly pushes his tip past your lips. Spreading your legs, watching your pussy take him.

His mouth drops into an o as his eyes flutter shut. Falling forward, bracing himself with his hand. A smirk stretches across his lips, and he groans, "Fuck you feel too damn good!" He grabs your thighs, wrapping them around his waist.

He warns you, "Just as long as you are a good girl and keep still for me while I pierce you." Changing out his gloves for new ones. He rips open the cleaning packet. Softly massaging your nipple while cleaning them simultaneously.

Softly rolling his hips, dragging his cock head along your sweet spot. Before softly nudging your cervix, grinding your grind against his navel. You recall,

"What happened to 'be still'?" He sets the cleaning wipes aside. Stilling his hips as you pout. While he grabs the clean needle, and clamps as he excuses himself with,

"Couldn't help myself, princess. She's so wet, sucking me in." Pinching your left nipple with the clamp, pushing the needle through. Groaning, "Fuck baby girl I felt that in your pussy. She's too tight."

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⌗︙・gojo x too much ⸜⸜・

"what's that, bunny? too much?" he chuckles, cock sliding in and out in brutal pace. you can feel him destroying your insides and you sob at the way his cock kisses your cervix.

"too much, satoru. stop." you cry out, hitting him in the chest. you try to push him off but at the same time, you want him to stay inside of you forever. he's too much for you but he feel too good too.

"oh really? your pussy says something different." he says, reaching down to rub your clit. he spread your wetness all over your pussy and you can't help but to feel embarrassed because of the sounds your cunt makes. your body falls limp on the bed, letting gojo do anything he wants to your body.

"tired already?" he smirks, lifting your body to hold you into his lap, "you better wake up, sweetie, because im not done with you. im gonna cum inside that cute little pussy and im not gonna stop until im completely exhausted."

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thinking about nerd!eren with the biggest, thickest dick you ever laid eyes on and yet he has no idea how to use it. you can imagine his anxiety the first time you got intimate, dreading that you wouldn’t be satisfied with what he had to offer but boy was he mistaken. the sight of his pretty tan dick had your mind racing with all the positions he could fold you into once you taught him how to properly handle a woman. you figured missionary was the perfect beginner position for him to start with and it would give you a chance to adjust to his massive size, but nerd!eren was a goner as soon as he pushed his tip in your warm, wet pussy. you were so soft and so warm he couldn’t help but completely sheath himself fully inside you to feel that warmth cover him completely <//3 his arms were shaking terribly and his thrusts were completely offbeat but in the end it was all worth it to hear his whines that went straight into your ear. “can feel you in my stomach ‘ren,” you sighed dreamily bringing his trembling hand to the lower part of your stomach to feel the bulge that kept reappearing every time he thrusted into you. eren adjusted his glasses that were almost completely fogged up to get a look at the bulge in your tummy and baby boy just couldn’t help but lightly press down on it, his eyes widening when he heard you squeal. and after four rounds, stuffing you with his cum each time, eren collapsed on your chest the wispy hairs from his disheveled bun tickling your neck.

“do you think i could take my glasses off next time?”

“let me think…..no.”

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MUTUAL ATTRACTIONㅤdilf! fushiguro toji x fem! babysitter! reader — smut + fluff [ 1.1k+ wc ] cws age gap (toji’s in his early 30s, reader in her 20s) + creampie + some praising ! MDNI

ㅤyou had always been attracted to mr. fushiguro, you just hadn't considered that the feeling could be mutual.

mr. fushiguro was a quiet man.

or at least he was whenever you were around, that is. either way, you had always assumed his true persona couldn’t drift too far away from that perception you had of him, the loose comments megumi would ever so often make about his dad — the ones you always paid close attention to — giving you the impression that in his truest form, mr. fushiguro couldn’t be much more than a man who kept to himself, someone able to easily control his emotions and who didn’t allow them to simply burst out unless he desired them to.

right now, however, as he hovered over you, the tips of his ears tinged red and his cheeks dusted in a pretty pink tone, breath bated and movements desperate, you wondered how you had allowed yourself to be so easily fooled.

“stay still for me, baby, please” you were trying, you truly were, but you just couldn’t. it was all too much, overwhelming lust and desire flooding you as if you had been bottling those feelings up for ages just to randomly set them free now — which, all things considered, might have been just what was happening, your secret attraction towards your supposed boss suddenly being not only noticed but also acted on something you hadn't seen coming, the thought that the feeling was mutual one you still couldn’t fully comprehend.

"'m trying…" you whined, digging your nails deeper into his shoulders in hopes that would be enough support to help you feel somewhat stable. unfortunately though, it wasn't, so your heart still continued to race and your hips still continued to stutter with each of toji's harsh thrusts even if all your efforts went into stopping both those things.

"fuck!" he muttered, your walls clamping down around his dick harder, more desperately, as if you were intentionally trying to milk him of any bit of self-control he could still have left.

"fuck, fuck, fuck!"

the string of curses was almost comical, the fact that a man his age — and supposedly as experienced as him — was on the verge of cumming because of the feeling of a tight pussy unexpected, or at least it was to you. toji hadn't been with anyone in a while though, the task of taking care of a baby alone while still working a time consuming one, the feeling of a warm cunt around his cock one he had missed dearly, far more than he had even realized if he was being completely honest, the way you felt around him making him think that your pussy was the thing that would bring him the closest to heaven that he would ever be in his life.

"i'm close" you mewled, and almost as an automatic response to a request you didn’t even fully express, toji's movements became more precise, hips plowing stronger into you while one of his hands snaked between you two, thumb landing over your swollen clit and dragging over the sensitive bud, stroking it up and down with just enough force to make you scream out even louder, brows furrowing instantly and lids sliding shut as you arched your back, the wave of pleasure you knew was about to hit you drawing closer, growing in strength faster than ever.

"can i cum inside you, baby? will you let me fill you up, uhm?"

"please, please! want your cum, want it so bad!" your words were slurred, a whiny tone hiding behind them.

the visual image of having toji fill you up right there made your mind spin, fueling your lust just enough so that, before long, you could feel the knot in your lower stomach start to snap, your orgasm hitting you hard and fast, overwhelming pleasure washing over you all at once. spots of white started to blur your vision, and your screamed out moans went silent, getting caught up somewhere in your throat.

"there you go, that's it… such a good girl, aren't you" toji praised, cock continuing to ram in and out of your drenched pussy until he let out one final groan, deep voice echoing through the room while he suddenly went still, dick twitching against your clenching walls while ropes of white shot inside you, his seed filling you up to the brim, spilling out of your hole and dripping down your slit even while his cock was still buried deep inside you, his tip pressed right against your cervix the whole time. "you feel so good, baby. so fucking good"

you tried to reply to him, tell him how good he felt inside you, but you just couldn’t, mind too cloudy to make up any coherent sentences. instead, you held him closer, wrapping your arms over his shoulders and burying your head into the crook of his neck, gluing your chest to his and wrapping your legs around his hips as best as you could. toji chuckled at your sudden need of physical contact, but he didn't complain, also pulling you closer, hugging your waist close and pressing his nose into the side of your neck, kissing you softly. the atmosphere turned soft in that moment, the change swift but somehow not abrupt.

"are you gonna fire me after this?" you asked through a muffled tone, half joking, but also truly worried you would lose your job.

"i would be insane to do that, i think i might actually give you a raise, if anything" toji replied, lips pressing against your skin again. his kisses were tender, and they left a warm feeling behind, an invisible print on the spot he had touched.

you laughed at his words, pulling back so you could look at him. your expression was serious, and for a second, toji worried you were going to take it upon yourself to leave, worried he had made you uncomfortable at some point or that you didn't want to babysit for him anymore after having shared a bed for a night. he was already expecting the worst, but then you actually spoke, and he couldn't help but laugh in pure relief at what you said.

"did you hire me just to fuck me? because that would make me one hell of an expensive one night stand, you know"

"i didn't hire you just for that" he replied, his scarred lips curled upwards prettily and with the pads of his thumbs drawing slow circles over each side of your waist. "i wouldn't mind if it became included in your job description from now on, though"

now it was your turn to laugh, chuckling briefly before burying your face back into the crook of his neck. "i wouldn't mind it either"

N-AGIZ '22ㅤ REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED !

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IT WON'T FIT! — TOJI FUSHIGURO X FEM!READER

— CW : toji is a well-hung menace still broke af (what's new), rough!toji, wall sex, implied size kink, this man fucks you raw 24/7, is 'girl' a pet name?, cervix fucking, multiple orgasms, breeding kink, creampie, slight teasing, double penetration at the end (monsterfucking), squirting

— WORD COUNT : 1.5k┊AO3 LINK

NOTE : well, this takes place in the jjk verse and nothing I say can justify my horniness lmao I wrote this at 2am because toji always comes back to remind me why I'm so down bad for him (ssh don't tell geto)

enjoy!

Toji is a man on a mission tonight. That being to fuck you into oblivion.

"Come on, be a good girl and stay still," his fist lands a hair’s breadth away from your face pressed against the wall, hips snapping against yours in a dance of curses laced with moans erupting from you both. He hides his nose in your hair as his next words hit you. 

"I want your pussy to milk me dry again.

I said don't move."

You squirm anyway, feeling his tongue lick a fat stripe of your tensed neck to then bite it as his calloused, experienced fingers roam your body to get rid of what's left of your clothes. You hear the fabric tear apart under Toji's touch, pooling at your feet, shreds of the shirt flying around when the groan the man lets out when you try to look at him from above your shoulder. It's primal, the one lions use to chase away other predators when eating.

He's possessive over his precious, little toy.

"T-Toji."

A sharp hiss on his part, followed by a merciless thrust that shuts you up with a wail. He is practically rutting into you.

Your eyes roll in the back of your head as his whisper grazes the shell of your ear, "Want new clothes? I'll get you new ones after my cum fills every hole of you, girl."

His cock has been kissing your cervix for a good minute, bruising and hitting it with his monstrous cock. The first time you saw it you were certain it wasn’t going to fit. You still wonder the same, but it always fills you to the brim with little to no effort. 

Toji always makes sure of that.

The drag of his dick is so delicious, grazing your walls — no, clogging them with its size like occluded pipes ready to burst yet the slick wetness you're so drenched in helps him move in and out of you in smooth, calculated moves you find maddening.

Every time its head collides with that sweet, intimate spot all you can see are flickering stars, but today there are so many more than usual, getting closer to you by the minute. They just get brighter, hotter and you feel them coat your eyelashes and cheeks in flocks until all you can see are them. Liquid stars falling from your eyes and he's your favourite star seeker.

His grip on you tightens as the fist still close to your face opens up, palm digging into your open mouth to suppress yet another desperate moan from you. 

What other women said about him is true. Before your paths crossed, you had listened to them without thinking much of it. But now, as he is using you as his personal cum dumpster against the wall of some run-down bar in Tokyo, you know they were right.

How Toji Fushiguro's stamina is as endless as the arsenal of cursed tools in his possession.

How he doesn't stop until his semen overwrite your own blood, marking you permanently as his.

How lewd is the sound of skin slapping against skin, muscular thighs colliding with your quivering ones in the dead of the night.

But they didn't warn you about his peculiarities, oh no.

Truth is, nobody managed to keep him interested in them for as long as you did. Hell, you still do.

You have him wrapped around your little finger, and he knows it. And a part of him loves it, being desired beyond limits, free to act upon his most twisted urges without the fear of judgement. 

Those sluts he had sex with before are nothing compared to the real deal. You.

Toji is grinning like the maniac he is when his digits pry open your lower lips, stretching them further while he's still buried deep inside your aching pussy. For a moment, the man sees how far he's driven himself into you through the bulge in your lower tummy and groans under his breath. You're so fucking perfect.

You clench around him in response, whipping your head around to see why he’s bucking into you so slowly. It's sloppy, the pace he's just set, and the Sorcerer Killer never half-asses anything.

So why- 

You don’t seem to understand what’s happening until a blunt object between your flush bodies comes out to play, and your hitched breath doesn’t go unnoticed. Startled, you look down to see the familiar shape of Toji's cursed spirit snaking around his leg and up to the hip bone, poking your entrance already full of his master’s cock.

Nope. No way I’m going to indulge him on this one you think to yourself.

"This really won't fit." you say in a daze, but the man hears you the same. And betrayal is around the corner, the first to fall your body, arching on its own at the sensation of the worm’s spongy head delving deeper. Your juices, mixed with Toji’s thick cum leaking out of your cunt, smeared all over it as it rubs itself in the ache between your legs and you gulp, ready to be smothered.

But it’s never enough, not when it comes to Fushiguro.     

Apparently your eyes are speaking louder than words because the man’s gaze is on you before you can look away. His green eyes bore a hole in you, and if he really does, you’re sure he’d find a way to clog it as well with his fingers, his mouth or some other tool of his.

“Aww, my girl wants to back off now? Too bad you can’t,” he coos, faux concern in his tone but it suddenly rises in volume when the hand still on your body. the one that nullified your clothes, slides down to where the cursed spirit is. He strokes it like he would with his cock, and something in the way he does so sends jolts of electricity down your spine.

“You can, girl. Also, we’ve been working non-stop for weeks. Let it take the edge off the stress too, would ya?”

That last sentence blows the air out of your lungs and under your scorching stare, Toji’s finger brushes the worm’s body, motioning for it to move. 

It lasts a second, but it’s more than enough, because the curse pushes into you altogether. It splits you open and you let out a scream. You spread your legs wider to accommodate both, but the stretch is still clawing from within, and it burns with every inch the spirit adds to Toji’s girth. Coated as they are in your releases, the man behind you simply laughs in ecstasy before his dominant hand finds your hair, pushing you flush against the wall again as he resumes pistoning into your pussy with force.

This time, the cursed spirit joins in and all you manage to mumble are strings of Toji's name dying on your lips when his other hand covers flies up to border one of your tits.

The coil in your stomach jumps up and down with each jerk of his in you, the cursed worm following his master’s movements to bring you closer to fold for them.

You do bend forward more for Toji to yank at your roots harder, eliciting sweet sounds from you, until his mouth is on you once more. The scarred tissue surrounding the scar scratches the back of your neck, just like the black shirt he still has on — but everything fades in the background with him so close.

You won’t last long.

“Do you want to cum? Does it feel good to be stuffed like this, uhm?”

“Yes, yes. Tojiii” whining, you stare at him dead in the eye, but lose momentum the second the worm’s head slips off just to dive back in you. Words are trapped in your throat, yet another feeble plea escapes you and hearing that, Toji’s smirk gets bigger.

“Go on, then. Make a mess.”

The softness of his pitch-black locks contrasts with the roughness, tautness of his muscles as he leans closer, his cock and cursed spirit stilling into you as you come with your head falling back on his shoulder, eyelids shut and mouth open. 

That sight alone brings Toji to his own release, and he gets so lost in the feeling of you squeezing his cock that he never stops fucking into you, not even when he spurts creamy ropes in your spasming cunt. That’s why he misses you biting your lower lip, mewling in overstimulation as you squirt all over him.

But when his gaze gets fixated on your parted legs, finally coming down from his high, he takes a double look and the shit-eating grin plastered on his face is the first thing you see after he and the worm slip out and flips you around. 

Before you can say anything his mouth is on yours in a hungry kiss, tongues battling for dominance as his fingers gather your arousal on them, both amused and proud. He steps back enough for you to catch your breath, but not far enough for him to miss your cheeks burning, taunted by the scene before your eyes.

Toji’s digits rest on his tongue, licking them clean as the dim lights of the streetlights show you the wicked man moaning at the taste of your juices.

His eyes soften as he chuckles, “Guess I’ll have to fuck you more often with my cursed spirit if I get you to squirt.

Let’s go steal some clothes now.

I can't have my girl walking around naked.” 

© azanthys — do not copy, translate or share my works.

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immature | suguru geto

words : 1k

warnings : fem!reader, black coded, mating press, dumbification, car sex, belly bulge, slight college!au, exboyfriend!geto, possessive!geto, toxic!geto

“who is he?”

you choke as your ex-boyfriend, suguru geto, acknowledged you for the first time since your breakup last year. he looked so frustrated - eyes dark and muscles tense as he caged you into a secluded corner, his body practically shielding you from the blaring music and dancing crowd of the surrounding frat party so that you could focus solely on him.

“s-suguru,” you sputter, trying your best to ignore your racing heartbeat. “the hell are you talking about?”

“don’t play dumb.” his eyes narrowed as he looked down at you from the bridge of his nose. that stare, the way he towered over you - it brought back some feelings that were all too familiar. “the guy you came here with, who is he?”

it took a second for you to process his words. you realize he’s talking about travis, a guy from your sociology class who had offered to be your date to the party tonight. he had left to grab you both drinks shortly after you arrived, providing suguru an opportunity to make a move the instant he began his search for alcohol.

you huffed, crossing your arms over your chest, emphasizing your cleavage beneath your baby blue crop top. you were primed to tell him how desperate he looked right now, but fuck, suguru was standing so close. your senses were overloaded by his scent - eucalyptus with a hint of whiskey reserve, a cologne you bought for him on his last birthday.

and a stark reminder of why you really wish you hadn’t come to this party in the first place.

“um, that’s none of your business,” you match his gaze, priding yourself over your cool, level tone, “so get out of my face, please and thank you.”

suguru raised a sharp brow. “i see you still have that nasty attitude.”

“and what about it?”

he shrugs, the ends of his lips curling in a devilish smirk. “nothing. it just tells me you haven’t been getting fucked properly. what, having trouble finding someone who can handle you?”

you bit the inside of your cheek. travis was the first guy you’ve allowed yourself to go out with since your breakup. he was kind, considerate, and sensitive. a stark contrast from suguru. and having only been on one other date with him, sex was still too early an activity for your…acquaintanceship, if you will.

you try not to squirm where you stood, the beginnings of desire fluttering in your pussy the longer you were under your ex’s scrutiny. “again, that’s none of your business, suguru.”

“why, worried i’ll scare him away?” he chuckles. “‘cause i will.”

you scoff, changing the subject. “i’m not worried, i’m impressed you’re acting this jealous over someone you’re not fucking anymore.”

“i may not be fucking you, but whether you like it or not, you’re still mine,” suguru drawls as he leans closer to you, licking his lips in warning, “and i’m sure your pussy knows it. so you might want to fix that mouth of yours, sweetness.”

you rolled your eyes at his nickname for you, masking the intense wave of arousal flooding your panties under the guise of annoyance, preferring to not give your ex the satisfaction of seeing how much his presence still affected you. no matter how well your pussy responded to his words - traitor.

“god, suguru, you’re so immature! we’re not together anymore, so chill with that possessive shit and leave me alone!”

you move past him, ignoring the electricity pulsing in your fingertips as you pushed against his sturdy bicep, and went to maneuver your way through the frat party in search for your date. but like you were connected by a tether, suguru tugged you back to him, his large hand splayed against the small of your back as he pressed you against his chest.

you gasped, suddenly feeling every rigid muscle hidden behind the fabric of his shirt, and the prominent bulge growing beneath his belt. the thickness of it served as a reminder of all the times suguru had you drooling, incoherent, and twitching from overstimulation.

…why did you break up again?

“last chance, sweetness,” suguru’s hand moves to palm your ass through your jeans, his grip as vicious as his tone, “fix that attitude.”

what happened next was involuntary - like your pussy overrode your brain, spurred on by a mixture of danger and excitement, and chose your response with the hopes of finally being satisfied after months of neglect. your date and his drinks suddenly long forgotten.

“make me.”

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you ended up in the back of his tesla model x - folded beneath suguru as he dropped his dick deep into your guts, feeding your pussy consistent, heavy strokes while you clawed at his abdomen like a maniac.

he ignored every single one of your cries, ripping orgasm after orgasm from you with his sight hyper-focused on the creamy ring frothing at the base of his dick as he repeatedly buried himself to the hilt.

“absolutely pathetic,” he hissed as you convulsed around him, your body succumbing to yet another orgasm - this one more violent than the last - which he continued to fuck you through, despite your desperate screams for reprieve.

“s-suguru, please! m’sorry!”

it’s been so long since you felt like this. since he fucked you like this. you were on the verge of a euphoric death, the only thing keeping you tethered to this earthly plane being his hold on you - but even then you were hanging by a thread.

“you’re sorry, hm?” suguru licked his lips as he gripped the back of your knees, spreading your legs wider. “what’re you sorry for, sweetness? for testing me? leaving me?”

you were babbling, your mind far too strung to even formulate a proper response. the best you could do was a mixture of please and sorry amidst your hiccuping sobs. suguru leaned forward, slowing his pace to lick away your tears and plant ginger kisses in their wake. an act so sudden, so gentle for someone who just spent the last hour rearranging your insides.

“it’s okay, baby, i forgive you,” he coos, “y’know why?”

he doesn’t wait for your response. instead, he takes one of your shaky hands and moves it between you, positioning your palm over your navel, where the bulge from his dick was the most prominent.

“‘cause nobody can do this but me.”

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Warnings: sexual themes, size kink, degradation and pet names, fem!reader, not proof read

thinking about beefy men who have you spread out prettily and naked on your stomach, thighs spread apart by his legs between your own. his whole weight on your back, nearly crushing you, but you love it. he presses his knees against yours to spread them apart just a little bit further. he bends over to to whisper sweet nothings and vile words in your ear, one hand on your chin to prevent you from burying your face in the sheets. he has to see your pretty fucked out face after all.

"i haven't even put it in, princess. what's gotten you so worked up?" his chest is pressed flush against your back, his whole weight heavy on your smaller frame, as he lines is tip up with your entrance and slowly pushes himself into you, inch for inch. your jaw slacks at the stretch and he takes the opportunity to put his fingers into your mouth, which you greatfully and greedily suck.

"such a needy little thing. i bet you waited the whole day for me to finally ruin you haven't you? waited for me like the cock hungry whore you are? my sweet little slut, you've been on my mind all day" he bottoms out and you're already crossed-eyed and mewling around his fingers, until he pulls out completely and you whine in desperation. your breath is soon knocked out of your lungs when he thrusts himself in completely again, in one sharp thrust. his heavy breeder balls knock against your clit and your body subconsciously struggles and tries to run from him but where can you go when he's caging you in with his big, large, buff body? like a little bunny in the big bad wolfs fangs

Osamu Miya, Kotaro Bokuto, Rintarou Suna |Toji Fushiguro, Suguru Getou | Keisuke Baji, Ken Ryuguji, Taiju Shiba, Shuji Hanma | Diluc, Dainsleif, Alhaitham | Diavolo, Lucifer, Beelzebub

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Toji eats your pussy fresh out the shower. You deliberately went to clean up the sticky mess he was too distracted to help you with and now it’s so much worse than before you showered.

“W-wait...” You whimper in between moans of his name as his tongue laps at your drooling pussy, from your hole that drips arousal in excess up to your twitching clit.

Your hands make half-assed attempts at pushing him away but they’re only partially successful, backing him far enough away for Toji to slap your needy cunt and make you sob at the contact.

“M’not done with my pussy, baby,” He groans, tip of his nose flicking against your bud repeatedly. It sounds so messy when you sink your teeth into your lip to bite back your moans. You can hear the noisy slurps and the way Toji drags his tongue up your slit, gathering your juices on it. “Wanna taste you.”

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BABE. WE NEED A FANFIC OF THE READER RIDING SIMONS THIGH LIKE RN, LIKE IMAGINE HIM BOUNCING HIS LEG UP AND DOWN TO TEASE THE READER OH MY GOD?

pairing - ghost x babygirl!reader

word count - 742

warnings - just some thigh riding, name calling, bad plotting and daddy kink!

a/n - got you baby! hope it’s okay. it’s not a complete fic but had to whip something up. let me know if you want something different. not proof read so if things don’t make sense oops I apologize 🖤🖤🖤

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You weren’t facing him. Weren’t witnessing the change in his eyes when he felt your cunts heartbeat against his thigh. Weren’t seeing the amusement in his grin when you didn’t make a sound about it.

So he only did what felt natural. Tease.

He knew how to get your attention while you just sat there in his lap solving a puzzle with your holes untouched and pussy dancing on his thigh. Ghost knew how to fuck with you.

You had just finished the border, putting the last piece in place before moving onto the next section of the 1000 piece puzzle that had a picture of a cute puppy on it with pretty pink flowers. How cute he thought, gonna ruin it.

Of course at this time you weren’t alone. The rest of 141 already joined in the same room while Ghost had plans of turning you into putty. Gaz and Soap were watching a movie while Price began to softly snore on the couch. Perfect.

Looking for matching pieces you were playing oblivious to Ghosts intentions, not even noticing his growing cock under you until you felt the first bounce and heard the light tap of his boot hit the ground.

Your eyes zeroed in on one of the pieces in your hand, coming back from your little princess world of everything perfect now that you know what Ghosts really doing. You were sitting in his lap and occasionally, but purposely fluttering your pussy all over his thigh. You knew he could feel it.

The bouncing of his leg continued and it only made you weaker, starting to lose focus on the puzzle in front of you while the only thing Ghost is paying attention to is your cunt bouncing against him. It wasn’t the first time.

It didn’t take long for your panties to soak. The fabric thin and rubbing against you, his pants having all sorts of pockets and buttons that you find one and press your sensitive bud into it. Fuck he was going to have so much fun with you.

Ghost sat lazily in the chair, watching and waiting your every move while he bounced his leg. Starting off slow before going into a continuous rhythm of trying to get you to come while the boys were in the same room, almost all of them awake. Ghost knows how fucking loud you are and is going to use it against you.

You roll your hips impatiently and deeper. Your feet hanging off the floor under you, only bracing on Ghosts thigh as the puzzle doesn’t exist to you anymore. All hope of you being silent and not giving into your boyfriends shenanigans was thrown out the door.

“Look at you baby. Fuck.”

Low growling in your ear, his pace slightly quickening to see what noises he could get away with. You squeaked, hands bracing against the table while you started to hump Ghosts thigh and he fucking loved it. Ghost didn’t need to look over to notice the shift in Soap’s body and it drove him mad.

Ghost wasn’t even fucking touching you and you were melting all over his leg, riding his thigh like it was his cock you were gonna cum all over. His cock stretched his pants tighter and tighter while you desperately dry humped the Lieutenant.

“Do you want them to see you? Fucking slut.”

His hands finally made contact with your hips as he brought you down even harder against his thigh, making you hump against him vigorously until he could feel your body start to go limp. He held you up effortlessly, pushing his knee up so your clit presses against the buttons on his pocket and rolls your hips in circular motions.

You’re panting, letting out a string of moans before Ghost starts to bring you to orgasm from words you never wanna repeat.

“Come on baby. Ride Daddy’s thigh until you’re making a mess.”

The puzzle pieces scattered on the table started to fall off the table while you whined and whimpered out moans, hitting the ground with just enough noise that Price opens his eyes while you’re shaking against Ghost and he holds you down harder, leaving bruises where he dug his fingers into your sides.

You dared yourself to look in the captain’s direction, turning your head ever so slightly until it’s brought back to the puzzle in front of you by a hand closing your throat.

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˓𓄹 ࣪˖ MAKE YOU FEEL IT • simon ‘ghost’ riley

♡ pairing: simon riley x fem!reader

♡ word count: 0.5k

“hey, hey, hey. relax for me, okay princess?” Simon whispers right into your ear and you nod. You can feel the tip of his cock right in front of your entrance and you gasped at the feeling.

“F-fucking hell,” he groans deeply, the rasp of his voice vibrates throughout the room and you whimper when you feel him slowly filling you up. he’s even bigger than you thought he would feel, and wasn’t even halfway in yet.

Simon tries to calm himself down, trying so hard not to instantly pound into your sweet little cunt. he can actually feel the way you’re clenching around him so tightly that he almost can't move.

“G-Ghost—“ you’re too overwhelmed at this point that all of the sensations that you couldn’t even finish your sentence. Your lieutenant holds you by your waist in one hand and the other holds your face in his big hands. He smirks down at you, “How are you feeling, pretty girl?” he asks. You whimper and whine when Simon shoves the rest of his cock inside your cunt without any warning. You moan in delight, feeling him reach all of those spots inside you. “F-feels so good, sir,” you whispered, not trusting your voice.

He chuckles and starts to slowly pull all the way out only to plunge right back in, making you moan out. “Mhmm, my little princess loves having my big cock inside her little pussy, huh? You like how I fill you up, isn’t that right?”

His words sends chills down your spine and he fucking knows it. You whimper as you nod your head up and down. “Fucking love it, Simon.” Simon’s thrusts went faster and harder and you were a whimpering and moaning mess underneath him. He absolutely loves the noises you were making, thinking that it was only just for him. He was the only one allowed to make you feel this good.

Abruptly, he stops his movement suddenly and he lets the rest of his cock rest inside of you all the way into the hilt. You whine as you roll your hips so he can move, but his hands put you in place. He smirks at you as his veiny hand caresses your soft tummy.

“Look, can you feel me here, sweet thing?” he says as he presses his hand down firmly. He moves his cock in and out just so very slightly just to feel it move inside of you. You whimper as you nod your head vigorously, “Y-yes… you’re so deep,” you mewled. Simon groans as he presses down some more, “Yeah? Can you feel me all the way up here? You feel how my cock reaches all the way up to your cute little tummy?”

Growing impatient, your hands fly to tug on the collar of his jacket. He grins at you and he finally starts to move again. It made you smile, the feeling of his hard cock brushing against your walls, hitting all of your sweet spots and making your eyes roll back. He was just so fucking big.

“M’ gonna ruin this sweet pussy of yours, babydoll. Gonna fill you up with my cum and mark you up as mine.”

© FUCKINRILEY, 2022 | do not copy, steal, or translate my work or share to any other platforms.

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Eros

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Sakusa who masturbates on all fours.

He has just been thinking about you for hours, unable to get his erection to go away. It's sensitive and borderline painful at this point, he has to do something about it. He tugs himself out of his boxers as he sits against the headboard of his bed before he starts rubbing his palm over the swollen tip. He throws his head back at the pleasure but he knows that just stroking himself will not do the trick.

So, instead, he gets up, on his hands and knees before gripping himself again and starts thrusting. His hand stays still, letting his hips and thighs do all the work as he imagines you under him. He imagines how you would whine, moan for him.

How you would beg him to go faster - and he does, snapping his hips forward with more vigor as his moans grow louder and louder. Thank God his apartment walls are thick.

What kind of things would you say? "You're so big, Omi." "You feel so good." "Harder!" "Faster!" "Just like that!" "Oh God!" "Please, please.." "Keep going!" "I love you."

And that's all he has to imagine as the hand supporting him on the bed snaps up to grip the headboard so hard his knuckles go white. The idea of you saying "I love you" has him cumming in seconds, shouting your name as he makes a mess of his freshly washed bedsheets, painting it with thick ropes of cum, proof of how much he loves you back.

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for the writing practice,, kiyoomi with either spit kink or biting maybe..

cw — nsfw content minors dni. f!reader, spitting

‘spit in my mouth pls 🥺🥺’

that’s what the tiktok comment says. the comment left on a simple video on msby’s official tiktok page in which kiyoomi is practicing his spikes. the comment that has kiyoomi staring at his phone screen with a mixture of both horror and perplexity on his face.

“why would i spit in someone’s mouth?” he asks.

unfortunately you don’t miss a beat when you say, “because it’s hot.”

you’re too preoccupied with washing the dishes to witness the utterly disgusted expression he gives you, although you can guess exactly what he looks like. “it’s vile. why would anyone want someone else’s spit in their mouth?”

“it’s not about the spit, omi. it’s about the intimacy of it all,” you explain, unable to stifle a grin.

you could continue, you could try and explain it to him until he understands. you could reason that he has no problem shooting his cum in your mouth, so how is spit any different? but ultimately you drop it. it’s just a silly tiktok comment after all.

except it sits there in kiyoomi’s mind for the next few days. as he practises, as he falls asleep, as he fucks you deep. it’s gross, he keeps telling himself. but why isn’t he convinced?

and when his thumb gently forces your mouth open as he drives his hips into yours, when he watches your eyes turn shiny and your face turn dumb with submission, when he lets a tiny, pearly glob of saliva drop onto your tongue, he understands.

“swallow for me,” he tells you and you obey without a shred of hesitation, and fuck, he understands.

he’s never felt so close with you– he almost can’t believe it. but his heart swells at how easily you do as you’re told, and he’s chasing his spit with a sloppy kiss to your swollen lips, and he’s never understood more.

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OVERSTIMULATED TOJI WAS TOO SPICY WHEW 🥵🥵🥵 now im gonna think about that post for several days now 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

IDKWJD overstimulated toji lives rent free in my head omg 😭

(idk where i got the energy to ramble about overstimulated toji again but here you baby. “head empty, no thoughts” w me <33)

no because toji just losing it.

his grunts have turned guttural, the grip he has on your hips is turning a lot stronger, his fingers digging into your flesh. toji has you on top of him, your pelvis flushed close to his, and toji hisses, stopping you from your rhythmic bouncing.

“fuck,” he whispers, his voice curling into itself as he pushes his forehead to rest on your heaving chest. “fuck.”

you slump on top of him, trying to catch your breath as toji tries to reign in the overarching pleasure. toji can feel you twitching — your hands are unsteady as they find their purchase on his back, your body fully trembling in his hold. you are practically motionless, but toji’s cock is so, so sensitive and the tight heat of your walls feels too good. too much.

toji can feel the slow slide of his cum inside you pooling around his cock, trying to run down his nestled shaft, and even that feeling sent his synapses erupting in overstimulation.

he doesn’t notice the way your fingers slowly brush against the back of his head, threading along the damp tresses of his hair. you are so warm against him and toji burrows close, waiting out the explosion of pleasure that creeps within his veins.

“m’sorry,” he mumbles on your skin. “i don’t think i can go anymore.”

“of course,” you say, kind and understanding even when you have yet to cum yourself. “let’s go shower?”

toji shakes his head. “you didn’t finish.”

“you don’t have to worry about that, sweetheart,” you tell him, pulling yourself away from his embrace just far enough to be able to cup his flushed cheeks. “you made me feel good.”

he grunts, his bitten lips jutting in a pout. “let me at least finger you.”

your brows rise, your own cheeks filling up with warmth. toji watches, enraptured, as you dazedly whisper, “oh.” you gulp. “yeah, sure.”

toji pulls his cock out, the brush sending shivers racing down his spine, before pushing you down on the bed and crawling on top of you. he parts your legs with his strong hands and holds your thighs to drag you close to him.

you squeal, your eyes growing wide as you stare at him in surprise. toji doesn’t break the eye contact as he pushes two of his fingers in your parted lips.

“c’mon, baby,” he says. “suck.”

you close your lips around his fingers, your tongue running along the warm skin and tasting salt. toji’s eyes are sharp as he watches you, and you squirm, anticipation and desire thrumming in your veins.

“good girl,” he utters, almost breathless.

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Hey hi what about some hc's for marauders reacting to when you ask them if they would still love you if you were a worm? Have a nice day xoxo

“𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐅 𝐈 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐌”

character(s) : james potter , sirius black , remus lupin

note : hey, thank you for the idea it was fun writing this,also the amount of tiktoks I saw to write this is insane but seriously it's so cute thank you and you too have a nice day 🤍

warning : none.

It's a nice Saturday evening, James is making dinner while sitting on the kitchen counter you're watching him cook.

It's all quiet save for the sound of utensils clincking and from the YouTube video James is learning the recipe from.

“Jamie..” you murmur.

“What is it?” James asks, stirring the sauce.

“would you still love me if I was a worm?”

“would you still love me if I was a starfish?” his response is quick , it's as if he was preparing his whole life for this.

“would you still love me if I was a pigeon?” getting off the counter,you shoot back.

“would you still love me if I was a bee?”

this banter goes on for like an hour of you two exchanging if and woulds until he finally locks you between his arms.

“Don't try to distract me.” you wriggle in his arms.

“Listen, i'll love you through every weird hypothetical situation you come up with.” he tells you with a genuine smile, turning you into an emotional little thing.

“Siri” you tap his shoulder, “ Siri, wake up.”

Sirius groans before he slowly opens his eyes.“what?”

“Would you love me if I turn into a worm?” the look he gives you enough to let you know that he's nothing if not annoyed.

“That’s what you woke me up to ask?”

“Yes, I can’t sleep and I need to know.”

“No, I wouldn’t love you if you were a worm. I would feed you to the fishes. Now for god's sake sleep and let me sleep.” he says, pulling the blanket over his head.

After a few moments, you pipe up again.

“You don’t actually mean that. Do you?”

The only response you get is a pillow hitting you square in the face, which, though it’s muffled, you hear him say, “of course not.”

You lean over to place your head on Remus's shoulder, rising and falling softly in time with his breath, “Remmy,” you whisper.

Nothing is response. You know he's not ignoring you, he's just too engrossed in the novel he's reading.

“Remmy,” you try again, motioning your face closer to the vicinity of his ear to make sure he hears you this time.

“Hmm?” he says,eyes still glued to the book.

“Would you still love me if i was a worm.” you ask, not sure of what you expect.

He seems taken aback as he looks at you, book lying open in his lap.

“I'll do you one better,” he says, holding your hand. “I'll become a worm too and we can be worms in love” Remus gives your forehead a soft peck.

“it was a weird question but that's why I love you.” he mutters before turning back to read as if he didn't just make you all fussy and warm in the inside.

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virgin!kuroo who practically begs you to teach him how to kiss.

virgin!kuroo who comes in his pants, whining and grinding against your leg that's between his, the first time you two properly make out.

virgin!kuroo who cries the first time he fucks you because "oh, god, you feel so good, baby, so so good" and he can hardly take it.

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It's like you get to see a completely different person when your stoic boyfriend who is usually reluctant to even hold your hand in public because he’s shy suddenly starts being really, really clingy in the morning. Like you would try to get out of bed and he would simply refuse to let you go. And how can you refuse him when his strong arms encircle your waist, drawing you closer to him, begging in a raspy voice for just five more minutes?

-KAGEYAMA, TSUKISHIMA, IWAIZUMI, SAKUSA, USHIJIMA.

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