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reblog to give ur mutuals a soft lil kissy on the head

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Uncle Sukuna

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            - “Every light must fade.”

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    Their proper places.     ᴩʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴛᴀɢ ᴀꜱ #ᴋʜ3 ꜱᴩᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ

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*๑♡՞ . shibuya sukuna , ancient partners , yearning (kinda) , sukuna in yujis body , public sex , exhibitionists (ryomen and u) , fucking after killing the majority of the shibuya population , aged up! yuji (for the story not to feel too weird) , reuniting sex , bad writing cs im trying to get my writer spirit back.... , even worse dialogue than before

p.s. rewatched the entirety of jjk again and got this idea after watching the jogo vs sukuna fight

"im sure we will reunite in a world of sorcerers again y/n, though that moment could be a thousand years after this era, im still certain we'll meet again" sukuna's voice was rough and serious, his gaze never faltered from the sunset scene that was in front of him, his partner, y/n, looked at his large figure with indifference. he couldve cared less if they did meet at a later era, but the feeling of being lonely stuck with him like a thorn on his side, "yeah, we'll meet again, sukuna".

years past and sukuna had long been incarnated into the human world, but the feeling of something waiting on him lingered. he was sure it was just the feeling of death calling to bring him back to hell, but he'd be damned if he let himself die to another cheap shot at world peace. he'd strut on this earth all he wanted because he wanted to, his pride was his joy and it brought the only sense of accomplishment he yearned for.

shibuya was just another stepping stone of setting fear into the public, wanting to add more curses into the world in order for more sorcerers to come forward. the scene was filled with fire and chaos, reminding ryomen of the world of death he last left behind, the level of peace was disgusting to him and he vowed to change the world for the better for his time.

"master sukuna" a silky smooth voice called, deep and collected, sukuna only spared a look at the person, "and you are?" he asked, not caring for an answer either way. "we have come to welcome you, sukuna" ryomen's eyes widened as he took a double take on the people behind him, "uraume? y/n..?!" uraume looked up, a devilish grin plastered on their lips, "its been a long time".

the man beside them carefully looked up, his eyes sleek and indifferent, just like how sukuna remembered them. his facial markings evident on his vessels face, if it werent for some of the brat's features, sukuna wouldve pounced on y/n the moment he saw his familiar and curse appealing attributes. "this city's destruction is your doing ryomen?" y/n asked, slowly rising from where he bowed, taking in the scene of crumbled buildings and lava flowing from the meteor.

sukuna simply chuckled, "you know me well, my dear" although the nickname rolled off his tongue like a habit, it felt new to both y/n and ryomen. "i wouldn't expect anything less from the king of curses" y/n replied, his arms tucked into his long kimono sleeves, sukuna's stare on his dearest partner never faltered. besides some features that his vessel had, y/n hadnt change in over 500 years, he still wore his hair the same, his kimono was ironed to perfection just like he always liked it, and his sleeves were long enough to cover his hands just by laying his arms by his side.

ryomen never wanted to admit it, but he did pay attention to the smallest things y/n liked and did, but he'd rather peel his skin off and eat it rather than to ever utter that confession. although sukuna looked indifferent to y/n's presence, he did feel something in him shift, old feelings were gradually climbing up his spine and it terrified the king of curses to an extent. y/n simply looked at ryomen with his signature look, a stare that could be menacing but also sweet at times, he scanned sukuna head to toe, taking in his new appearance, his new clothes he'd never wear even if his life depended on it, and a rather lean body than his usual beefed up appearance.

y/n didnt like the new change, but he and uraume would make sure that he would return back to normal soon enough, "shall we leave now, master sukuna?" uraume bowed, their short head of hair following their head movement like a shadow, sukuna hummed, placing his hand on his chin as he thought. "not now, i have more important matters to attend" and with that, ryomen positioned himself to take his leave, but was stopped when he felt a familiar tug of his sleeve, he turned and looked at who dared demand the king of curses to stay.

y/n looked at him, a look plastered on his face ryomen couldnt describe, nor could he even recognize, "sukuna, we havent seen one another in over 5 centuries.." he started, sukuna simply scoffed and wore his smug grin he always carried, "that is true, so, what do you expect me to so about it?", y/n's grip tightened on ryomen, grimacing slightly as he thought his words carefully. "I...I want you.." sukuna let out a noise of confusion, "want me to what? spit it out y/n, i have important measures to—" "i want to be fucked by you ryomen!"

sukuna's eyes widened, shocked by the sudden vulgarness and declaration of something as intimate as sex, but his shock quickly vanished, a feeling that he had never felt before ever since him and y/n shared their first mating ceremony. he hummed, licking his lips as he turned his full attention to his partner, "your needs have been put into the hands of the almighty ryomen sukuna, but dont expect this to happen every time you demand something so lewd as physical intimacy", y/n was taken aback by ryomen's sudden compromise, if he were to ask for such a thing in an earlier era his head wouldve surely been torn off his shoulders.

before sukuna had time to rip off his brat's uniform, y/n had already taken care of their cloth barriers, removing the belt around his waist and shifting his kimono down to his elbows, showing off his bare shoulders and upper half of his body. ryomen grinned at a scene that men wouldve killed for in the heian era, tension rose into places he had forgotten about, "i still havent forgot about the first time we did this, though im sure we have learned some new and modern techniques" sukuna spoke while unbuttoning his pants, sliding them down his muscular legs, y/n took the pleasure of taking off the last garment separating ryomen's twin cocks from his mouth. the lighting of the cooling meteor reminded the two of the palace they once used to live in, the scattered bodies of the rightful owners still in the hallways as the two gracefully walked through the outside garden together. the warm lighting of the waxy candles filled the palace walls at night, where sukuna and y/n would intimately look in one another's eyes, wanting more from the other but too prideful to give into their desires.

"i have learned a few new things for you my lord, i promise i'll leave you pleased as ever" y/n purred, his voice low but filled with excitement, he leaned in slightly towards sukuna's twitching cock, licking the length with his warm and wet tongue. ryomen grunted and placed a hand on top of y/n's head, signaling him to keep going, y/n took the command and placed his bottom lip under the tip of sukuna, slowly slipping his cock into the wetness of his mouth. ryomen threw his head back and let out a breathy groan, "fuck, your mouth feels better than i remember" he spoke, slightly tripping over his words as they slipped out, y/n smirked against the cock in his mouth and hummed, slowly sinking himself more onto the erect member. y/n thrusted himself repeatedly onto sukuna's cock, making sure every inch was covered in a thick layer of saliva, ryomen loved this, the feeling of someone going out of their way to please the almighty king of curses fueled the ever-growing ego of his.

y/n gurked and gulped, making small noises to make sure sukuna heard his sloppy work, ryomen simply kept on letting out breathy groans and some slight moans with his hand twitching every-so-often as he inched near his release. but sukuna couldnt possibly let himself simply cum from a blow job, no, he had to cum in a real hole, so ryomen quickly pulled y/n off his fat cock and spoke, "i cant cum from a measly blowjob brat, position yourself properly so i can make you my bitch". y/n grew ecstatic with first real command given by his lord, he quickly laid on his back and shifted off his undergarments under his kimono, the slight heat radiating from the meteor and the warmness from the cloth that wrapped him made y/n ease into the hard surface.

sukuna chuckled at the sight of his bitch listening to every word he said as if it were a command from god himself, which in a way, his words were godly. ryomen fell down to his knees and placed himself right behind y/n, his hands clasped around the back y/n's thighs, pushing his legs slightly forward to see the glory of his tight and puckering hole. y/n shivered as he felt his most private area suddenly meet the public air of Shibuya, he let out a breathy groan as sukuna glided his hands down towards his two mounds of flesh, he gripped them with enough force to make y/n feel a sting of pain, but he could care less if his partner was in pain or not, as he always knew his pleasure was prioritized over anything.

ryomen guided his pulsing cock towards y/n's tight hole, tapping the entrance as if he were knocking on a door for entry, he slid his cock in circles around the rim, rubbing his slick precum round y/n's puckering hole. y/n's hands slightly flexed on the warm rock below him, his head barely being held up as he watched sukuna play with his rim with his thick tip, ryomen saw this and chuckled, placing his hand on y/n's lower abdomen as he slowly eased himself in. y/n gasped at the final feeling that he had desperately been waiting for, the girth of his cock finally stretching him out the way he wanted it to, sukuna groaned at the tight fit, usually he'd fit both of his cocks inside of his cocksleeve but ever since he had the misfortune of being sealed away in this brat, he hadnt had much luck of gaining his twin cocks back.

sukuna irritability rolled his eyes, not at y/n, but at the sensitivity of his vessel. ryomen had done forgot he was a damn virgin despite his complete lack for keeping virgins, he hated them, he hated their sensitive bodies experiencing something he had experienced a thousand times over. it was disgusting, but the fit of a virgin wasnt all that bad, maybe a bit gruesome considering the blood but who cant handle seeing a bit of rip and tear? unfortunately for sukuna, he wasnt able to see that certain tear he'd give when he eased himself into someone, only being able to see a desperate and weeping hole pleading for him to add more inches other than his tip. "fuck.. your damn vessel is disgusting...".

y/n let out sharp and breathy moans, his insides twitching around sukuna's cock as it tried adjusting to his size, ryomen couldnt be bothered with the adjustment process and began to move, his pace surprisingly steady and moderate. y/n held the back of his knees up as sukuna began to push more inches into him, letting him reach new depths of his insides. ryomen's pace didnt stay moderate for long, as his hips began thrusting at that regular fast pace y/n was so accustomed to in the heian era of theirs, y/n mewled and let out breathy moans of arousal as his back arched instinctively, his lower back rising from the ground as he pressed his upper torso harder against the heat of his kimono and the rock underneath him.

sukuna held y/n's hip as he thrusted himself into him, his black nails digging into y/n's once unblemished skin, creating deep crescent shapes as he sharply held onto his skin to anchor his moving body. his voice was low and barely audible, a light rasp to his noises as he tried holding back some of the more louder ones, he bit his lip as he looked down at y/n's ruined state, taking in how his sweat rolled down his torso and forehead as he endured sukuna's harsh treatment towards his hole. ryomen darkly chuckled before hissing as he felt y/n's insides clamp down on his fat cock as if they were trying to suck him in deeper.

"fuck yeah y/n.. let these virgin insides suck me in more..." sukuna licked the sweat that accumulated near his lips, taking in the salty taste with his tastebuds. y/n's body trembled under sukuna's, his body moving back and forth with ryomen's harsh and unrelenting force, "ah—! l–lord sukuna!" he called out, feeling the surge of pleasure run through his body like a marathon, sukuna let out a breathy chuckle before returning to his harsh pants, his hips now fully moving on their own accord as they fucked y/n into oblivion. ryomen's body began to grow more rigid with its movement, signaling his close release as he felt his cock being enveloped by the tightness and heat of y/n's slick and velvety walls continuously at such a brutal pace.

y/n's leg began to lock on sukuna's arm, his calf flexing hard enough for the muscle to be fully felt and show a noticeable dent between the muscle and the bone, a telltale sign that his release was just moments away from arriving full force, ryomen picked up his already fast and unforgiving thrusts, wanting y/n's orgasm to wash over him like a tsunami, y/n's eyes rolled back into his skull as he pressed his head harshly against the cooling rock behind him, gritting his teeth as he felt ropes of warm and liquidy release shoot out of his tip and onto his abdomen.

sukuna groaned at the scene, watching as y/n made a mess on his perfect skin with his own cloudy release. he pressed his knuckles harder against y/n's lower torso, feeling himself grow closer with every passing second. ryomen let out one last grunt before pressed his hips against the rawness of y/n's ass, spurting his cum inside of y/n's insides. a feeling that would've been buried in the back of his mind if he werent so obsessed with the reunion of him and his early lover, sukuna's brow twitched as he hissed out small curses under his breath as he felt his orgasm begin to subside, ryomen huffed as he leaned down, pressing his lips against y/n's and putting him into a kiss filled with yearning and evident affection, y/n returned the kiss and placed his hands on either side of sukuna's face, holding him in place as their lips intertwined with one another. sukuna reluctantly pulled back, looking down at y/n with his fierce and piercing red eyes, but behind them, y/n could see a hidden emotion that sukuna would never acknowledge even if his life depended on it.

"i.. have to go now..." sukuna spoke, hesitation in his tone as he leaned back to sit on his knees and the soles of his feet. y/n hummed understandingly, shifting himself onto his elbows as he sat up, brushing a couple loose hairs off of his slick forehead, sukuna lifted himself up from the rocky surface and brushed the dirt that accumulated on him, fixing his hair back and swiping the sweat off of his face. he turned his back on y/n, but didnt hop off just yet, y/n looked up at him as he felt uraume hold his hand as to help him up onto his legs, ryomen looked back once more, "i'll see you soon, my dear" he said in a surprisingly gentle tone, his voice still raspy and sickly low before jumping off of the meteor, a dent left by the force the only evidence of his appearance.

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i started to envy leon kennedy fans so i had to take matters into my own hands

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sukuna is my muse

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ORGANIZATION XIII

► No. I Xemnas

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thinking about how miguel would have his way with you (consent obvi) with your body. he’d have you on all fours, tied to his bed with a vibrator in your ass with a ball gag in your mouth while being blindfolded, losing yourself to his desire.

feeling his warm fingers brushing up on your back, you shivered at his touch, and as miguel lowered his fingers down to your curves, he stopped directly at the toy you've been feeling pleasured from. miguel grabbed the end piece of the vibrator and pulled it slowly, making you groan, but the ball gag made it impossible for audible sounds to come out from you. miguel would tease your hole as he twisted the toy in and out of your ass.

from the slow tempo that miguel had been playing with the toy sliding in and out from you, it progressively got faster. you couldn't tell from lying down and being tied up while also being blindfolded, but miguel had a mischievous smile, knowing he had control over you. you couldn't contain yourself as miguel shoved it in deeper, and grunts began to sound louder. your lower body started to move on its own, trying to shove it deeper into you, but you felt miguel's palm press your body into the mattress so you wouldn't pleasure yourself; only miguel could pleasure you.

hearing you thrilled miguel; he couldn't stop playing with the vibrator that was digging deeper in your ass. you felt his hand brush off from your back, and he untied both of your legs and adjusted your posture, making your lower half stick up, and miguel grabbed onto your cock. he'd slowly started to move his hand on your cock and slowly jerk you off. this made you huff, which also made you drool as well. you couldn't contain the pleasure any longer, feeling the vibration stirring inside of you from miguel's delicate touch on your cock, teasing and pleasing you, to which you suffer from wanting to come, but you knew that if you came from your high, you wouldn't want miguel to stop. miguel has noticed your behavior and to his advantage on your body and took it further and thrust the vibrator deeper. this gave miguel an idea he turned the vibrator to its highest level of vibration and started to move his hand faster, to which he heard your moan grow louder even with the ball gag still in your mouth.

miguel had stopped jerking you off, which you notice, and you are not able to feel yourself feel good. so you took it upon yourself to jerk yourself and thrust into miguel's wrapped hand around your cock and do it on your own. you started to thrust in slowly, and as soon as you got the hang of it, your motions began to move quicker. miguel's hand lay there for yours and his entertainment, and as you continued humping his wrapped hand, you couldn't contain it any longer, and you humped his hand faster; you couldn't contain your breath and your moans. you were reaching your climax, and miguel also could sense it, so he tightened his grip on your cock, and you exploded all over the bed and on miguel's hand.

your body shivered from your climax; even with the blindfold on, your eyesight looked glazed. miguel slowly removed the vibrator from your ass, but with every pull your ass felt so weak and vulnerable that when he finally took it out you came a second time. miguel leaned down to your ear and whispered, "qué maravilloso te ves, mi amor."

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so hear me out about this idea that i’ve talked to @satkru about. sukugo college bros as male strippers to get that money for college. i mean, think about it: gojo and sukuna wearing the skimpiest g-strings and sexiest costumes and taking them off to sensual music, making you feel horny and just wanting to touch them.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐍 . . .

please place your offering to the gods of your choosing, and in return they’ll send their regards and reward you with something.

⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐂 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐒 ; 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐒 ༄.°

       ╰──➤ dc comics bruce wayne, clark kent, dick grayson, jason todd, conner kent, wally west, garth

⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ; 𝐓𝐕 / 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐌𝐒 ༄.°

       ╰──➤ k-pop demon hunters                                 jinu, abby, romance, mystery

⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐒 ༄.°

       ╰──➤ jujitsu kaisen         ryomen sukuna, satoru gojo, toji fushiguro                       ╰──➤ kaiju no. 8                                    kafka hibino

⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂 ༄.° miguel o’hara, carlos oliveira, tengen uzui, gladiolus amicitia, zack fair, xemnas

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“𝐎𝐅 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓” 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐎. 𝐗 𝐌 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

⋆˙⟡ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𓋰 ╭ 18+ ╮ dom top miguel o’hara, sub bottom male reader, professor!miguel o’hara, college au, anal sex, jealous!miguel o’hara, gay, professor/student relationship, possessive, rimming (receiving), loud moaning, unprotected sex, rough sex, no lube

reposting this fic for my miguel o’hara stans i hope and promise not delete this masterpiece xoxo!!! ++ thanks for saving this fic from my previous deleted account @poo-poo-kun

Miguel never felt jealous until he encountered you in one of the courses he taught. He was always fixated on you, envisioning scenarios where you would plead him to intimately fuck you right there at the table, in front of everyone, to assert to whom you belong to. His jealousy arose when a new student joined his lecture late into the semester and sat beside you, observing the budding closeness between you and Miles.

You were uncertain about Miguel's feelings as he always wore a serious expression during his lectures. It was clear that you both had to keep your relationship discreet to avoid any implications on his job or accusations of favoritism. To maintain professionalism, you decided to keep your distance and interact with classmates, like Miles, who you quickly bonded with. Occasionally, Miguel would give you an odd stare, hinting to stay away from Miles. This new expression was unlike his usual demeanor, leaving you puzzled.

After class concluded, as students were exiting the classroom, you heard Miguel specifically request to speak with you privately by calling out, "Mr. (last name), may I have a moment of your time?" Miguel's demeanor was solemn and intense, with his gaze fixed on Miles, who lingered near the entrance door.

"Sorry, Professor, but could we discuss this at a later time or perhaps via email? I'm running late for my next lecture," you said, maintaining a professional tone in the presence of Miles.

"This is not open for debate. I need to speak with you now. Is that clear?" Miguel snapped, causing tension in the room. Despite Miles' attempts to calm the situation, Miguel's agitation only seemed to escalate. Observing Miguel's reaction, you felt uneasy but decided it was best for Miles to leave the classroom for the moment.

"Miles, go ahead. I'll catch up with you later. Just text me if you need assistance with the lecture," you assured Miles, urging him to go before he missed his next class. As the door closed, you found yourself being pulled towards the professor's desk, feeling the pressure on your wrist causing discomfort. You winced, noting the strength of Miguel's grip, as he led you to the table to address whatever was bothering him.

When he released your wrist, you gently rubbed it and winced at the lingering pain. Your face contorted in a scowl, but when you glanced up at Miguel, you saw his intense gaze filled with anger. Before you could question his sudden hostility, he enclosed both sides, blocking any escape route with his powerful arms. His intimidating stare both frightened and enraged you as he moved in closer, eliminating any remaining space between you. His eyes, initially fixed on yours, drifted down to your lips as he leaned in and kissed you.

You were powerless as Miguel took control of your lips, savoring every flavor. His actions were primal, his tongue exploring your mouth with a mix of licking and sucking, engaging in a battle for dominance that thrilled him. Eventually, he shifted his attention to your lips, continuing his sensual assault while simultaneously slipping a hand under your shirt to tease and play with your nipples, eliciting a pleasurable response from you. Observing your arousal, Miguel relished in the knowledge that he was the cause, enjoying the taste of your lips as he gently nibbled and tugged on them. Despite your evident excitement, he chose to halt his actions, not wanting to escalate the situation further.

As Miguel departed, leaving you yearning, you sensed an uncharacteristic teasing in his absence. "Why not reach out to Miles for more pleasure?" Miguel's words hinted at a hint of jealousy, implying a sense of betrayal with someone you had just met. After a brief moment of pondering, you realized that the typically stoic professor was indeed jealous.

"Could that be why you've been behaving unusually today? You know Miles-" Your sentence was interrupted by Miguel slamming his hands on the table and leaning in towards you. "Do not mention his name; it will only worsen my anger," Miguel interjected, his frustration evident from the bulging veins on his forehead.

"Remember, Miguel, you did express the desire to keep our relationship discreet in public. I have no acquaintance with Miles and would never flirt in front of you, as that would be deemed unfaithful, a behavior I do not condone. Do you truly believe I am capable of betraying your trust for someone I have no romantic interest in?"

You attempted to reassure him that there was no romantic involvement between you and Miles. However, every time Miles was brought up in conversation, he would become visibly agitated and might even act impulsively.

"Why’d you give that cabron your number? The only man’s number who should be on your phone is mine," he questioned possessively.

Refusing to entertain his jealous outburst, you calmly responded, "Please stop with the jealousy act. There is nothing going on between us. I only shared my number with him because a certain professor is a hard-ass with the assignments."

Prodding his chest lightly for emphasis, you issued one final warning, making it clear that you were no longer willing to entertain his irrational behavior.

“You know what tonight I’ll be sleeping in my dorm room. Have fun jerking off to the thought of me.” Despite your efforts to break free Miguel remained firmly in your space.

The expression on Miguel's face changed immediately after your comment, clearly upsetting him. Before you could respond, he abruptly turned you around and shoved you down onto the table. As you lay there, you felt his hands exploring your clothed ass. Suddenly, you noticed the fabric of your jeans tearing and felt a cool breeze on your exposed ass.

Before you could gather your thoughts, Miguel roughly spread your ass and began exploring your most intimate area with his tongue, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body. You were unable to utter a word to stop him, enchanted by the pleasure of his touch. As his tongue delved deeper, a moan escaped your lips, only to be met by Miguel's intense gaze. Your moans of pleasure grew louder as he continued his exploration, igniting a mutual excitement between you. Your right leg brushed against his growing bulge, heightening the intensity of the moment.

Miguel continued to pleasure you with his tongue, causing you to let out louder moans. You tried to stifle your sounds, but Miguel caught your hands and restrained them. "I want to hear you," he insisted, his voice deep and husky as he explored every inch of your hole.

You allowed Miguel to put aside the recent argument and focused on the sensation of his tongue exploring your body. The thought of him taking you right then and there consumed you, regardless of who might hear. Your mind raced with fantasies of how he could fuck you, but lost in the moment, you realized his tongue had stopped its motion.

"Why did you stop? It felt so good," you lamented.

Miguel's expression revealed a sly smile, relishing in the fact that you still desired him. He teased the idea of stopping, hinting at your behavior being inappropriate for a professor-student dynamic.

Despite his words, he couldn't resist your allure, wanting you to surrender and plead for more. "Maybe we should end this here. You're acting quite slutty. Do you have any sense of decency for your professor?" Miguel leaned in, arms crossed, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Miguel attempted to walk away, but you quickly grasped his forearm, locking eyes with him, and pleaded, "Please don't go. I need you."

Your words had the desired effect on Miguel, who seized your shirt collar and forcefully turned you on your back. As his hands explored your clothed chest, he tore off your shirt, leaving you naked sprawled on his desk. "This is how I want you, begging me for more," Miguel's deep voice resonated, eliciting a submissive response from you, causing goosebumps to form on your skin as you felt utterly vulnerable.

You watched as Miguel touched the bulge in his pants and began to tease it. "Is this what you wanted?" he taunted, but you remained fixated on his bulge, yearning to release his thick cock. "You can't even speak. You're completely hypnotized, acting like the dirty little slut that you are," Miguel sneered.

As Miguel unzipped his pants, the unmistakable sound caught your attention. You listened to the rustling of his hands as he revealed his erect cock, playfully teasing the entrance of your eager hole. Your soft whimper only fueled Miguel's arousal, as he observed, "You seem very eager. Do you crave this cock inside you?"

In that moment, all you could manage was a nod, consumed by the anticipation of his cock teasing your eager entrance. "Alright, precioso, I'll satisfy your hunger," Miguel murmured, spitting on his member before thrusting forcefully into you. Despite the initial discomfort, your cries were a blend of pleasure and pain. Miguel's actions were not gentle, fueled by lingering jealousy, but you welcomed it, accustomed to his size.

You felt Miguel's cock exploring and stretching your insides, his grunting moans turning you on. Deeper inside, he hit your sweet spot, making you moan even louder. "Miguel, please, keep hitting that spot," you begged. Excited, he continued to please you.

His movements quickened, his balls slapping against your ass. As Miguel picked up the pace, your moans grew louder, both of you enjoying the pleasure he was giving you. He was determined to be the only man to make you feel this good. Thrusting harder, the desk shook under his powerful movements. You tried to hold on to the edge of the desk, but Miguel lowered his body to match yours, wrapping your arms around him.

Miguel kissed you aggressively, his tongue dominating yours as his moans grew feral. "Tell me, whose ass is this?" he demanded. You struggled to speak, but gazing into his handsome face, you managed to reply, "It's yours, papi."

With forceful thrusts, Miguel made you feel pain mixed with pleasure, pulling out and plunging back in. Tears filled your eyes, but you welcomed the sensations. Pushed to the edge of the desk, your legs were lifted above your face as Miguel towered over you.

Miguel lifted your legs in the air, bracing himself on the table to maintain balance. He inserted his shaft into your backside, moving rhythmically against you. The weight of the position made your stomach feel heavy, yet you were too lost in passion to protest. Sweat coated your body from the intense experience, with droplets trickling down your face and lips, tasting salty and sweet.

"Amor, I'm close," Miguel murmured, his voice barely audible as he gazed into your eyes with a mixture of intensity and desire. His thrusts slowed briefly before quickening again.

"I'm almost there too," you replied, meeting his pace. Miguel embraced you tightly, his movements becoming deeper and faster. As he pressed into you, a moan escaped your lips, his arms enveloping your waist. Your bodies entwined, shifting under his weight until your back was against the desk. His eyes locked onto yours, dark and filled with longing, as he plunged deeper within you. Your hands gripped the table's edge, ready to climax. Miguel nuzzled your neck, delivering soft kisses that turned more intense, almost biting.

Miguel's deep grunts signaled his impending release. Holding onto him, his final thrust brought both of you to a climax, his body shuddering as he released inside you. You felt a surge of pleasure between your bodies, a mix of ecstasy and satisfaction.

Afterward, Miguel wiped himself clean with your torn shirt, collected you new clothes from his cabinet, and left you alone in the room. "Clean up and go to class," he instructed, his tone stern as he exited.

You dressed in the fresh clothes he left behind, muttering about his behavior. "What a dick."

[lorethology]

「 𝟏𝟖+ 」 . . . if you’ve reached this far in my blog, you’ll notice that i will be talking about mild to controversial topics ── sexual, dark topics, or otherwise.

˗ˏˋ ⌞ 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒 ⌝ smut, fluff, angst, noncon / dubcon, horror, blood, gore, infidelity, violence, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮...

✦ ⋮ ╭ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 ╮ : i do not condone nor support these fictional scenarios in real life.

⫘⫘⫘ ⸝⸝ ❛ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆’𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐖. . . ❜

── 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 . . .

please have your age in your bio. be at least 18 years of age.

i primarily write for sub!bottom male reader ; i write smut/ romace for male characters although i'll write for female characters as romance/no smut as i'm more into men more in a sexual way.

i'll only write for male readers; that means i don't write for female readers or gender-neutral readers.

it won't bother me if anybody reads my stories, even if they're meant for male readers, but if i get sent a request and i see that you're asking for female readers or gender-neutral reader content, i will decline on the spot.

this blog is more for my thoughts and random ideas so i may or may not take requests.

although this blog does welcome dark, controversial, and sensual topics, i can deny and won't reply to the request. if i find that the proposition is obscure, unfamiliar, or otherwise disturbing, i won't write it. please respect people's boundaries.

as previously mentioned, i would write for f4m but only in a romantic way that excludes sensual topics, as though for my m4m stories, which will include both romantic and sensual topics.

i do not condone the following; copying, stealing, plagiarizing, modifying, ai / bot training, translating, reposting, of my works are not allowed. DO NOT CLAIM WORKS THAT AREN'T YOURS AS YOURS.

this is a topic i'd like to clarify before you follow me. INTERACTIONS!!! i'm always free to chat via my inbox at any time. that being said, don't get too cozy with me, please. be normal, please.

i disabled "anon" since i won't know who's sending me a request because of (gender/age). again, if you feel it unfair, it is not my problem.

ageless/pronounless/faceless bio = blocked. i don't care whether it's unfair; all i want is to be protected.

── 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . .

requests/asks/suggestions are valid. i will attend to them as soon as i can.

when requesting, please specify what you want me to write about. please give a good description on what the story will be about.

just bear with me. i don't have a schedule for posting fics. remember, we all have personal lives outside of tumblr.

there's tropes that i won't write about that i'm not comfortable writing, which are; celebrities, pedophilia, scat, vomit, watersports, top readers, fem readers/gn readers, incest, self-harm, and suicide.

── 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 . . .

you're racist, zionist, homophobic, xenophobic, misogynistic, transphobic, biphobic, sexist, etc.

please refrain from interfering with my work, if you're a minor.

if you get offended by getting blocked for not following the rules. you'll also get blocked if you send hate of any kind you'll get block or better yet just block me i won't want to deal with cowardly hate.

even if you hate how i write certain characters if they don't sound like them in whatever fandom they are written in. i write them my way cause it's my fic, my writing style, and my blog.

although you may feel like being an ass because i'm not writing fast enough to get my fics posted then block me i have a personal life as well.

if you constantly dm me or send me asks about why i haven't written your request and posted them yet you will get blocked and your fic will get erased from my existence

── 𝐄𝐓𝐂 . . .

i am more open to venting or unhinged views, pure unfiltered craziness, and my inbox is pretty much open - but that does not mean i have to respond (whether in a timely manner or not). however, keep in mind that i am not a substitute for true specialists who can assist you. if you need a friend, a shoulder to cry on, or an ear to listen, i have no issues; nevertheless, my words are simply words - support or advise; they are not certified.

please do inform me if there are any grammatical problems or misspellings. I am my own beta reader and may overlook things (particularly if I am feeling drowsy or suffering from a lack of sleep-or care).

© ── 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 any use of: reposting, stealing, plagiarising, copying, translating, reposting. is STRICTLY PROHIBITED.

[lorethology]

𝟎𝟒:𝟏𝟔 ♡ 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 ˎˊ˗ 𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓸𝓼.. he/him.. twenty-seven.. bottom reader — male reader

╭ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ╮ . . . the content you’re about to traverses contains mild to controversial topics. — 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 ; 𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 ⊹ ₊ ⟡ ⋆ ꒰ pantheon ⟢ divine law ꒱