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a lazy day in bed with reiner that’s really not so lazy at all….curtains drawn, blankets strewn about and your bodies tangled limb in limb. Fluffy pillows and nightwear alike strewn across the floors. Your wooden bed frame smacking against the wall as the force of the rocking bed drives it there. Joining the chorus of loud moans and pouring rain from the outside. The shift in weather had made it far cooler than either of you were used to but he knows just how to warm you guys up. His much larger frame practically swallows you whole as your smaller hands curl around his back. His tanned back that you’ve laced with deep red scratches because he can’t stop thrashing around inside of you like a man unhinged. Pounding that core relentlessly with primal grunts arising from his throat. He doesn’t mean it to hurt you, but to make sure you know that you meant the world to him. His one and only desire at the moment. He whispers in your ear, nibbling gently at your lobe whilst telling you how soft you are, how warm it feels inside of you and how he never wants to let you go. “Yer’ so tight….fucking squeeze me, baby..” uttering in a rough groan. “Mmph, just don’t stop fucking me..” His cock is nestled between your plump lower lips, buried to the hilt..it’s his favorite place to be. There’s nowhere else in the world that would make him happier. Feeling as if he’s touched the hand of God himself each time he goes in and out. It’s as if time comes to a complete halt when you’re together….nothing else matters. Especially when he can feel you contracting around him..allowing your juices to flow like the waters of a river. He’s so grateful for it. Grateful that he gets you all to himself with no interruptions. Going for hours until neither of you can take another second. Making love to you in every position imaginable. From slow side strokes to wake you both up, intense backshots to where you were at the moment…gentle, passionate kisses amid being fed deep strokes. He’s worked up a sweat, you’re both a little spent, sure. But as far as he was concerned, it’s an off day well spent.

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canon, according to the man himself 🕊️

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What if I sob 😭

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beauty & the beast aesthetic

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(y/n) gets drunk while patrolling the walls with Levi

(y/n): "I wonder how you would taste if I put honey all over you and licked you up and down."

Levi: "Oh my godness girl."

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eren loves thunderstorms.

he loves the way the electricity crackling in the sky turns into background noise as he places himself so deeply inside you. you feel full, as always. eren’s head lays next to yours on the cold fluffy pillow, his body fitting perfectly on top of yours. his weight only made your head go even dizzier. your plush thighs welcome eren’s shamelessly slim waist, your mixed arousal making a mess on your thighs. the sound of eren’s deep thrusts is so lewd, his tip kissing your cervix so perfectly. eren’s warm body shields you from the loud thunder outside, the sound of rain brutal against the windows. “you’re so messy…” eren lifts himself from the crook of your neck, his hands rubbing up and down your thighs before pushing them further back to your chest. your breath hitches at the new angle. eren’s change in pace having you drooling over the pillows, he’s stroking you so slowly and so deep your thighs begin to shake. “r-ren” you cry out, your hands gripping the sheets. with every thrust goes the last of your brain cells. eren watches where the two of you connect, his dick snug inside of you. everytime he thrusts back in your slick oozes out.

“ you’re so nasty…creaming all over me” eren lets out a breathy whine, coming down to connect his lips to yours. you don’t have a chance to process his movements before his thrusts speed up, one of his hands coming up to your throat.

whimpers and moans fell from your mouth as eren sucked your tongue, his fingers squeezing the sides of your throat. you could feel your stomach tightening, your pussy clenching around eren over n over. “shit you gonna kill me” eren whispers to himself, your warm sticky insides clamping around him so tightly. his forehead rests on yours, his eyes looking into yours. you can’t help but look away, he knows how uneasy eye contact makes you feel.

“ren m’gonna-” you sob out, tears flooding down your cheeks as the pleasure stimulates you so well. “hm? what you wanna say?” eren teases, fingers gliding over your sensitive clit in smooth circles.

“ i-i can’t” you shudder, hands pushing at eren’s abdomen. “yes you can, sweet girl” eren places a kiss on your forehead, pushing your hands out the way. “it’s okay, just cum m’here” he pushes down on your lower stomach. as if it was destiny, the final crash of thunder for the night hit you as hard as your orgasm, toes curling and eyes rolling back. eren hisses, your pussy clenching so tight around him. “gonna make me cum, pretty” he whines lowly, his grinding into you to prolong your orgasm for as long as possible. you sniffle, coming down slowly in a dreamy haze. you could sleep so good right now.

eren lifts your thigh up, pushing it back even further to bury himself as deep as he could inside you. you gasp aloud in shock, overstimulation hitting you hard as he rocks into you so good. “ren n-no” you squeal, hands desperate to hold onto something. “m’almost there” eren sighs out, his thighs shaking from pleasure. broken moans and whimpers leave your teary eyed form, only getting more sensitive with each thrust.

“ ahh - s..shit… look at me” your eyes lock with eren’s, he looks so good this way. before you can warn eren, your arousal squirts out of you, wetting eren’s lower body. eren stiffens, pumping rope after rope so deeply into you. you both lay bare and limp, chests heaving as you both come down from it all. you can only focus on the rain hitting the ground outside.

….but yeah eren loves thunderstorms!

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Hello! Can you please do a scenario where reader comes to help Levi do paperwork in his office and he offers her some tea. She doesn't think much of it and drinks the tea, but soon starts to feel dizzy before going unconscious. The next day, she wakes up in his bed, naked, and wrapped in his arms.

paperwork date!

yan. captain levi ackerman x fem vice captain. reader

+ CW. — abuse of power & authority, drugging, slight gaslighting, implied: rape/non-con & somnophilia.

you are starting to believe that captain levi’s office is becoming yours with how often you spend your time there. even your fellow special operations squadmates tease you for your absence now that you’ve taken on the new — and quite precarious — position as vice captain. although you have yet to find a plausible reason as to why the captain promoted you in the first place, let alone allowed your entry into his meticulously handpicked squad. and coincidentally, you simply cannot recall the last time you had a break from captain levi’s overbearing presence, and his room, since becoming his vice captain.

oftentimes, at this late hour in the evening, it is you who brews and brings tea for captain levi— per his request, that is, and for whatever godforsaken reason that he has yet to divulge, but who are you to defy orders? the first day you had been requested to his office to assist with the arduous hours of labor that was completing paperwork, you had thought to prepare some tea. it was meant to be a kind, one-time, gesture of reassurance and camaraderie from your end. but now you fear that your captain’s become rather spoiled, as the second time around when you had showed up empty handed, he looked far from pleased.

so alas, you come to a standstill in front of his office’s door. pitch perfect posture, not a thread misplaced on your uniform, and hands settled onto the handles of a small silver platter tray. your eyes absentmindedly drift to the contents atop the salver: a ceramic teapot that is far too nice to have been found in the survey corps, two matching cups and saucers of the same lavish set, a dainty teaspoon, a creamer, and a bowl for sugar cubes accompanied by sugar tongs; and even though you know quite well that he doesn’t utilize the latter two dishware, you are adamant about keeping them for formality's sake. but you can’t help but feel that you’ve neglected to include something in the assortment.

due to your hands being held hostage by the tea that captain levi was so persistent on you delivering, you clear your throat to announce your arrival, “sir, it’s vice captain name.” he doesn’t entertain your salutation with a response of his own, but rather, gauchely slams open the door with concerning haste. you dwell on the fact that it was just too fast, even for someone of his caliber, almost inhumanely so, and it makes you speculate if levi was stationed right at the entrance, waiting for you.

levi’s expression is unreadable, but his frown is apparent as ever. he’s blocking the doorway with his body, one hand holding the door at arms length, and the other pointing inside the room towards the desk at the center of his office, “you, inside. now.” his voice is stern, addressing you as if he were reprimanding you for insubordination. it causes you to grimace, but you know better than to test levi’s last nerve.

you step inside, cautious as to not tip over any of the cups, or cause the tea you had spent such a fastidious amount of time brewing to overflow out past the flange of the teapot. hurriedly and heedfully all in the same, you navigate your way to the guest-side front of levi’s desk, avoiding the chair and stacks of paperwork in your way; and you are beyond attentive whilst lowering the silver plate down until it is completely flat on the table. you don’t release your white knuckled grip on the handles until you see the contents on the platter tray have stopped trembling. had you not been so immersed in your soundless struggle to appease levi’s strict cleanliness standards, you would have picked up on the sound of the door being locked.

sighing softly, relieved, you slump your shoulders and pull the chair beside you by its crest rail, wincing when it scrapes against the floor and creating an obnoxious screech in retaliation, before taking a seat. levi enters your line of vision from the left, and you flinch when he cuts unnecessarily close to you, enough for you to feel his uniform’s coat brush past yours, but not enough to feel his body beneath it. a scowl instinctively makes its way on your face, one that you cannot hide, and you’re thankful he didn’t catch it, faced away from you entirely. levi swivels his heel with sharp precision once he’s stood on his side of the desk, standing in front of his chair, but he doesn’t sit.

there is a pair of inkwells on the desk, wedged between the piles of untouched documents, and you take hold of the one that still has its lid sealed on. near to the opened inkwell are a couple of feather pens, one is in rough condition, and two seem untainted by the ink and whatever iron grip they were unfortunately subjected to for the past few hours. you retrieve the one furthest from the middle of the table, and when it finally dawns on you that levi has still yet to make a move to sit down after a lengthy silence, you hesitantly tilt your head to take a glance in his direction.

he appears in deep thought, concentrated on something beyond your immediate comprehension, until you follow his gaze down to the silver tray. and now that you bring your attention to it, the tea has a delightful aroma to it, and smells as though it’s finally been steeped long enough— “you forgot the strainer.” levi isn’t pointing it out, he’s chastising you.

pesky tea leaves, curse you. perhaps an oversight on your part, the one that you had intuitively sensed earlier but could not place a finger to, but minuscule as a stand-alone mishap. how mean of him, really, it was as if levi was trying to find something he could fault you in. and considering the scrupulous amount of time he took to detect such a minor mistake, he would not be satisfied until he did. you can’t ascertain whether it’s because levi loathes the thought of you doing anything right without his personal interference, or he simply gets a power trip by nitpicking at you. you’re starting to believe it’s both.

“i’m sorry, i can go get one right now—” levi interrupts you, or more fittingly, silences you, without even so much as uttering a word. he takes the handle of the teapot with the two fingers of his right hand, mindful of its fragility, and gathering the teacups together in his left hand. “nonsense, i already have one.”

levi turns his back to you, setting the ceramics atop the dressers lined up on the wall behind his desk. without missing a beat, he locates the drawer containing this supposed strainer with ease, and sure enough, a tiny mesh tea strainer can be seen pinched between his pointer finger and thumb. of course captain levi has this in his office, he may as well have the whole tea set hidden in that drawer, and of course, captain levi can compensate for every single flaw and shortcoming his vice captain has.

his fondness for the craft is evident as he takes it into his own hands to strain the tea for both cups, “sir, i could have done that.” forcing yourself to avert your eyes, as if dismissing the whole (ridiculous) ordeal altogether, aggravatedly setting the closest report down in front of you and skimming the words, “i know.”

levi returns to his seat, this time, he does sit, but not after returning the teapot and teacups to their rightful places on the expertly organized platter, “here.” he lifts one of the cups in that peculiar way that he always does, by the edge of its rim, and extends a hand towards you, “you brewed it, it’d be a shame for me to enjoy all this good quality tea alone.”

reluctantly, you entangle your hands around the handle, impatiently pulling it from his grasp before he can properly let go, and you drink until the teacup is half empty. sparing a passing glance at levi as you carefully set the cup back on its respective saucer, he seems satiated.

falling into routine, the rest of your exchange is done quietly. only the sound of feather pens making detailed incisions on the papers ricocheted throughout the idle office. and perhaps it’s the finely written cursive on the papers, or that it is well past curfew, but your eyelids feel unbearably heavy. it had become increasingly difficult for you to remain upright, slightly swaying in your seat, desperately attempting to regain your composure every time you nearly fall out of your chair. one particularly long blink has you absolutely reeling once you open your eyes, but the feeling of something brushing against your knee has you retaining consciousness instantaneously.

parting your lips with a surprised exhale, your eyes peer down to your legs, but there is nothing out of the ordinary. it must have been the inner side of the desk, the opening that created leg room so two people could sit comfortably across from one another. that sounded far better than accusing your captain of purposefully invading your personal space— seeing as such a thing has never happened before, him intentionally rubbing against your knee with his own, that is. you dismiss the notion altogether, but then it happens again, and this time, it feels like a hand.

“did… did you just touch me?” levi calmly takes his focus off his paperwork, momentarily stilling the movement of his feather pen, “no.” but for some reason, you still doubt him. and levi surmises as much as his eyes narrow, though not with suspicion, but something else that you can’t quite figure out in your delirious state, “are you sure?”

“do you want me to touch you?” he inquires with such sudden seriousness, it catches you off guard. your reaction time has been awful, but you almost immediately blurt out a; “no.” and your response is a little too quick for his liking.

“no?” levi echoes coldly.

no, that is what you recall from your last moments of blurred consciousness, but you can’t remember if you had said it, or levi had. quite honestly, that had become the least of your concerns as soon as you opened your eyes. met with the unforgiving glare of the sun shining through a suspiciously large window that most certainly didn’t belong to your room, you break into a sweat when you inhale the familiar scent of someone else, and you’ve become increasingly aware of how unbearably warm you are. you’ve been stripped bare, and despite being engulfed in a tangle of blankets and sheets, you feel disturbingly exposed. and you know this feeling, one of another naked body pressed against your backside and a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. any move you had initially tried to make was futile, thrashing about to free your own arms from the lock of the other pair, tugging at his wrists and pushing them down with all your might.

it’s startling when the hold around your waist suddenly tightens, as if constricting you out of breath, “you can deny it all you want, but your body loves it when i touch you.” you don’t need to turn and face the man keeping you hostage in his arms because levi’s voice is unmistakable, “it’s about time that i fuck you while you’re conscious anyway.”

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Levi gets grumpy when he is horny, especially if you happen to be in public and he can't do anything about it.

You look at him as he sits next to you, his arms crossed over his chest, a frown on his face. His foot taps on the ground and he is galring into the distance. "When the fuck is this event over?" Erwin had dragged you and Levi to some sort of fancy event and Levi loved the dress you were wearing, he wanted it off of you but the hall was full of people, he was hard and painfully so.

"A few more hours I recon." You know what's up with him, he is never good at hiding it around you. You decide to tease him a little by putting your hand on his thigh, Levi groans, shifting in his seat. He leans in to whisper to you, his voice rough. "Stop that shit now before I fuck you on this desk." But he doesn't pull away or bothers to remove your hand from his leg. Instead he sneakily puts his hand under your dress and squeezes your thigh in return. "This desk? That's not practical, there is a bathroom here tho." That was not an option, he hated public bathrooms and you knew it but you really wanted to se just how railed up he was. After a few seconds, Levi squeezes your leg again. "Bathroom it is."

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Best Friend Activities

Eren + Armin + You

MDNI

₊˚ପ⊹ Summary: Armin is a virgin and Eren enlists you to help out his best friend. Why is he watching? To make sure he’s doing a good job, of course.

(Dom!Eren, Virgin!Armin, Sub!Reader)

₊˚ପ⊹ an: Eren brings out something feral within me. I'm so sorry. Not proofread!!!

₊˚ପ⊹ wc: 3.2k

₊˚ପ⊹ Warnings: mmf pairing, threesome, slight manipulation, breeding/pregnancy kink, mentions of public sex, f receiving! oral, p in v (no protection <3)

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Eren Jaeger was so skilled when it came to getting you all wrapped up in his dangerous plans. There was one time he convinced you to skip class to see a movie. Or another time when you two snuck into a bar before your 21st birthday. It made you blush, but you often thought about the time he fingered you in your college’s library a week before finals. His mouth open and hot against yours as you tried to breathe through the pleasure. His fingers sliding in and out, creating the lewdest noise as he shamed your wet pussy for being so loud - Every day with him was eventful to say the least. It shouldn’t have shocked you when Eren tracked you down on your way to class one day with the news of his next venture. He was a good boyfriend, allowing you time to think about it during your geology lecture.

Armin Arlert - Eren’s childhood best friend. Your face felt hot as the professor droned about naturally occurring crystal formations, you weren’t entirely convinced it was English he was speaking - you were that out of it. Armin. Armin. Armin. Your brain chanted. You were used to Eren’s ideas of a good time but this? This was new. 

“I can’t let my best friend graduate college as a virgin! You understand right?” He had that smooth yet exasperated tone while explaining the dilemma. “You’re like nothing I’ve ever had,” he gave you his puppy dog eyes, “You’re the only one I trust to help my best friend with this,” He made it sound so nonchalant, like everyone fucks their boyfriend’s best friend. He noticed your hesitance as you breached the doors of your school’s science department, stopping you before your classroom door. “I’ve never led you down the wrong path, have I?” 

You bit your lip, his final words echoing in your mind. He was always so selfless, putting himself before others. He was offering up his girlfriend to make sure his friend’s first time was a positive experience. How could you be the one to cut his streak of charitability short? 

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Throughout the day you felt more and more positive about what was going to happen - that was until you were in Eren’s bedroom with Armin at the edge of his bed. The blonde was fidgeting with his hands, you could tell he was just as unsure as you were. 

“Are you sure you’re okay with this, Eren?” He asked him, giving him the option to back out. He would be lying if he wasn’t interested in you - hell, the whole school was. It seemed to be a weekly occurrence where Eren had to protect you from another man’s attention - it was nerve-wracking how Eren was so nonchalant about sharing you with him now. 

“I’m Positive, ‘Min,” his smile was soft and sincere. Armin couldn’t hide the shiver that wracked across his spine. “You don’t mind, right Armin?” he shook his head fervently to Eren, biting down on his bottom lip as he searched for the right words. “I just recalled our talk way back when,” Eren was leaning back against his dresser, arms crossed and demeanor overtaken by cockiness as he continued, “When we first met her?” he spoke like you weren’t there. You were still by the door, rubbing your arms to soothe yourself from your nerves. Your eyebrows quirked at his mention of you, looking at Armin whose face grew even redder. “Do you remember, ‘Min?”

“Y-Yeah,” his voice quivers and his eyes won't move from a spot on the ground. 

“What talk?” you speak up. Eren finally turns to you, his teeth peaking out of his smirk.

“Armin, do you want to tell her?” The blonde is speechless, you can see a light sheen of sweat on his features as he looks up to Eren. He shakes his head again, you can almost feel the anxiety that radiates off of him. “It’s okay, she’s here isn’t she? She won’t laugh. Right? You won’t laugh?” he addresses you and you’re forced to agree to soothe Armin. “Go on ‘Min,” he assures him. You move towards him, feeling on edge seeing someone you knew so well be so nervous. He won’t meet your eyes so you chose to sit next to him, putting your hand on his back.

“It’s okay,” you promise him. Silence follows your words and after a couple of minutes Eren decides to put an end to his misery. 

“’s really no big deal, he just wanted to fuck you,” you can feel Armin’s body jump from the vulgar choice of words. He wouldn’t have put it so harshly. Before you and Eren were official, Armin had said he wouldn’t mind getting to know you better. He may have also mentioned you were the first girl he ever really felt sexual feelings for. But, again, that was before you and Eren. In this moment, with Eren teasing him and you trying to comfort him, jumping out of the window didn’t sound like a terrible idea. 

“I-I mentioned that you were really pretty,” he was trying so desperately to recover but the taller boy would never allow it.

“It’s okay Armin- she doesn’t mind. Seriously,” You nodded along to Eren’s words, starting to feel a little flushed yourself. “You want to fuck him now, right?” you now were on the hot seat, enduring his questioning. 

“I agreed to help with his p-problem,” you were even beginning to stutter too. God what was Eren going to do with the two of you? He hovered over your figures on the edge of his bed, watching his best friend and girlfriend squirm at his words. 

“Then don’t let me stop you,” You couldn’t move at first, unsure as to what you should even do. He chuckled and reached his hand up your skirt. “Do you need some help getting ready?” his finger looped into your panties and pulled them down to your thighs. You could feel his slender digit nudge your entrance. You hissed at what he found. “Armin, she’s already wet for you,” he laughs incredulously. The blonde finally finds it in himself to move, shifting his body to get a better look. Eren grabs the top of your skirt, pulling it up to your stomach so you were on full display to his friend. He looked shocked. Maybe excited? You were too busy trying not to close your legs at the intrusion to get a good read. “Go ahead, feel,” Eren invites him. He’s hesitant at first, meeting your eyes to make sure it was ok with you. You meekly nod before feeling his cold finger against you. He looks surprised, feeling your slickness on his finger. He nudges the tip of his index against your entrance, probing the velvety skin. “Put it inside,” Eren encourages and you don’t even wait for Armin to check if it’s ok before you are nodding enthusiastically. His soft digit glides into your pussy and he watches, mesmerized by the image in front of him. He can feel the ridges of your walls against his finger and he definitely feels you squeeze around him. 

“Fuck,” he murmurs. He pulls it all the way out, watching the way your arousal trails to his finger. Your eyes are wide as you watch him fall in love with your pussy, and Eren pets your head muttering to himself. You’re such a good girl, letting him explore you. He knew you would be perfect for the job. 

“Do you see her clit?” he asks his friend. “Girls really like it when you play with that,” he advises him. Armin moves his finger up to your clit and your body jolts at sudden harsh feeling. “Rub it gently. In circles.” and Armin obeys. You feel your pussy clench around nothing, incredibly aroused by Armin’s intense interest in your intimate areas. His face was not unsimilar to how it looks when he studies; His brows furrowed in concentration and his jaw was slightly clenched. He wasn’t meeting your gaze, too transfixed on what was happening below. You let out a small mewl, his finger barely ghosting on your clit making it hard to think. 

“What should I do next?” Armin asks Eren.

“What do you want to do next?”

“I want to eat her pussy,”

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You were now at the top of the bed with your head underneath a pillow and your pussy enduring Eren’s lesson. He taught him how to swirl his tongue on your clit, how to delve the muscle into your entrance, and that you loved being teased with kitten licks. It felt almost professional the way they talked about your pussy - like you weren’t there. Like it wasn’t attached to you and you weren’t actively moaning at each flick of Armin’s tongue. Eren held down your thighs to keep you from squishing Armin’s head between them, still guiding him on what to do. “Use your finger on her clit again,” he instructed and your legs shivered. His tongue was keeping a steady rhythm in and out of you while his thumb reached up to rub delicious circles on your bundle of nerves. Eren looked proud watching him make you fall apart. “Keep going Armin, she’s gonna cum.” He picked the pace up, and consequently your hips started to rise off the bed. Armin’s face had your pleasure smeared across it as you bucked and pushed your pussy further against his mouth. You were losing control, begging Armin to go faster. “You want Armin to make you cum?” Eren asks you and you cry out a yes. “Armin is making you feel good baby?” and again you are saying yes. 

“Yes, yesss. Mmm. I’m gon’ cum,'' you announce and Eren watches as you fall apart with his friend’s face attached to your pussy. When you come down and after a few more gentle licks, Armin’s head pops out from between your legs and he looks dazed. His lower face glistens with your fluid and his mouth heaves trying to take in much needed breaths. He barely gives himself time to process before he’s already wanting to be inside of you.

“Is that ok, Eren?” he asks, even though he’s not sure what he would do if the answer was no. Eren nods, but adjusts your position to be on top of him. He has you propped against his chest as he sits up against the headboard. The dizziness of making you cum fades once he realizes what he’s about to do, growing unsure of himself. 

“What’s wrong?” Eren inquires and Armin can’t hold back a blush. Scratching the back of his head, he stares down at the two of you. “Look at her Armin, she wants you too,” and he’s right. You are squirming on top of Eren, your body anticipating what was about to come. Eren makes a show of grabbing your tits still under your shirt. He tweaks at the nipple, keeping his gaze on his friend.   

“You won’t be mad?” It was a silly question to ask after he ate you out like a starving man, but he couldn’t help it. Eren didn’t want to admit his reasons were entirely selfish. He loved spilling his seed inside of you, promising one day to give you his kids. He loved watching you squirm as he edged you for hours, reducing you to tears and snot as you begged for release. He especially loved seeing you reach your peak in public, the idea of being caught incredibly arousing to him. He loved how you would do anything he asked of you; He was absolutely going to love you taking his best friend so good for him. All he could do was shake his head ‘No’ for now. 

Armin undoes his belt, hands shaking as he pulls his pants down - his briefs joining after a moment of silent contemplation. His cock slaps against his stomach, the tip angry with fat drops of precum spilling out of it. It’s fairly long, but not as thick as Eren’s. He crawls on the bed to join you two. His breath is shaky, looking down at you, and he can't help but squeeze the base of his length before gliding his hand up and down. Eren’s own hand reaches down to your pussy, playing with your entrance again. 

“I’ll warm her up for it,” he tells Armin, sliding his middle and ring finger inside of you. You whine at the intrusion and he curls them inside you. He wastes no time hitting the spot that makes you throw your head back. “Kiss her, ‘Min,” he orders him. Your pink lips are wet with your spit and your eyes are half-open, lost in the feeling of Eren’s fingers. You ask Armin to kiss you when he doesn’t move at first. When his lips hit yours, Eren picks up the speed. You’re moaning - struggling to keep your lips pursed. The kiss is wet and sloppy and Armin is stroking himself a little faster listening to the squelch of your pussy. “I think she’s ready,” and Armin doesn’t allow himself another moment to reconsider. 

He pulls away from the kiss, lining himself up to you, and pushing himself in. He doesn’t acknowledge that you might need a moment to adjust, he just buries himself all the way in, his voice straining, “Oh shit”. You let out a sharp moan, feeling him bully his way into your tight cunt. Once he’s in he can’t help himself from moving. You can also feel Eren rocking against your backside, matching the rhythm of his best friend’s cock going in and out of your sopping pussy. His pupils are blown out, enamored by the scene in front of him. He pulls your legs back to try and get a better look, causing Armin to go deeper than before. The both of you moan simultaneously at the new angle, your gummy walls massaging his dick perfectly, the head reaching the spot that makes you see stars. You’re completely out of it, drool seeping onto Eren’s shirt as your head rested against his chest. Eren doesn’t even notice - too entranced. Armin’s perfect cock pulls out of you, glistening with your slick, before pounding itself right back in. “It feels t-too good. I can’t last much l-longer..” his moans are high pitched - he completely lost himself in the feeling of your pussy taking him so perfectly. “F-fuck. You’re too perfect,” he hisses, choking out sobs. He’s so overstimulated by how tight you’re squeezing him, how everytime he pulls out your pussy desperately clings to his cock. And the noise - he will never forget the noise. You are so wet - your arousal now leaking down your thighs and smearing itself all over his balls. 

“Cum in her, I don’t mind,” Eren promises. Armin picks up speed and he’s completely lost now. His moans are more like pathetic whines. He’s praising your pussy, thanking his best friend for allowing him to cum inside of you. Allowing you to milk his cock so perfectly. He rocks into you a few more times before he reaches impossibly deep, spilling his load. Eren wonders if it's dangerous for his cock to be this hard. You’re clawing at Eren’s thighs and Armin is crying out. He continues to cum, his dick twitching as his semen sprays your walls. He was babbling out a prayer as he came, thanking every deity he could think of that could have possibly made your pussy so perfect. Once Armin finally pulls off of you, his chest heaves, watching some of his fluid spill out of your perfect center. Eren’s fingers reach down to plug you up and Armin could have passed out at the filthiness of it all. “I gotta make sure it all stays in,” he tells Armin. He’s pulling down his sweatpants with his other hand, careful not to move the one keeping Armin’s cum buried in your hole. He shifts underneath you, making it so you’re laying now. “I think my dick would work better keeping it in,” he comments, mainly to himself. You’re squirming on top of him, excited for his thick cock to replace his fingers. He barges in as roughly as Armin - desperate to feel you squeeze his whole length. He makes quick work - fucking Armin’s children back up inside of you. “You think she can hold both of our loads, ‘Min?” Armin’s mouth is almost on the floor listening to his best friend’s dirty talk. “Fuck-” Eren can’t help but curse out. From his friend’s perspective he could see a mixture of fluids build at the base of Eren’s cock, creating a ring around it. The squelching sounds were overwhelming - along with your constant breathy moans. You were completely drunk off of their cocks. They were in awe with how well you took them - how good the attention of your pussy felt. Armin felt himself growing semi-hard, almost jealous Eren was feeling the heaven he just felt. You were truly an angel. “C’mere and rub her clit,” Eren spat out another order that Armin would be too stupid not to follow. He sat at the side of you two, his fingers reaching your nub. 

You choked out a sob, “‘Min, you’re s-so good at that,” and he truly was. His fingers were soft and fast and he knew just the right speed to get your pussy clenching on Eren’s cock. 

“G-god beautiful. You like him playing with your pretty pussy? Fuck! Squeezing me so tight. ‘M gonna cum inside you. Give you a baby, would ‘ya like that? Gonna breed you so good. All with Armin’s help, huh?” You're lost in his words, his cock - Armin’s delicate fingers. You come loud - you begin crying and reaching for Armin’s hand. He smacks it away, continuing his assault on your clit as Eren pounds into you. One arm is holding you down against him, the other spreading your left thigh open to make you take him well. He’s praising you, “Fuck- this tight pussy baby… ‘feels so good. Want me to come? Want me to mix our loads? Won’t know whose baby it is” His hair is flat against his forehead, almost completely covering his eyes. He can still see though, he’s watching his best friend relentlessly rub your clit and holding your hands so you can’t stop him. He’s overstimulated by the sight and his dick is twitching while rope after rope of cum shoots out of him and into your perfect pussy. 

 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ

The two boys take their time cleaning you up - not before they spend even longer watching their mixture spill out of you. They both take their turns shoving it back inside of you before watching it dribble out of you again. Armin can’t help himself from teasing your clit a few more times while Eren’s finger plays with the juices falling out of you. He teaches Armin a thing or two about the importance of aftercare, and the two of them clean you up in the bath.

Whilst watching Armin soap up your body Eren heavily considers making this a weekly occurrence. 

[marshaeb]

eremin x surrogate reader pleasee omg foaming at the mouth

no bc I've been thinking abt this concept all day now you don't understand. established eremin wanting a baby n asking someone they trust, you, to carry it for them 🥺 it turns into something much more intense than any of you were expecting too.

didn't realize how fucking attracted they are to you until they're fucking you full of cum 🥺 babbling when eren holds your thighs up and open for armin to fuck into you easily, it gets out of hand when his lips get loose, starts mumblin' to himself as he works into your cunt over and over again "gonna be such a good momma. f-fuck. you're gonna be so full, good mommy, good girl, take all of my c-cum, that's it-"

n then you're lost in in, helplessly biting into erens arm as your own hands slide down to assist his in keeping yourself spread open and wide, hiccuping. "p-please. make me a mommy. fuck me, fuck me. wanna give you guys a baby- oh"

n then when eren fucks you, because they can't trust just one load to get you pregnant, he folds you into a mating press, armins cum plugged into your frothy pussy bc hes barely pulling out, except to swivel his hips in small intervals, his heavy balls pushing against your ass with every motion. n he growls "you feel that, baby? how fucking full i am for you. its all going-" he pulls out just a little, sticky white fluid of armins cum making the squelch loud when he pushes back into your creamy hole "-right inside you. gonna turn that cunt into a mommycunt." huffs when that makes you squeal and weakly flutter around him. "yeah you want that, huh? wanna be our little breeding bitch who takes our fat loads into your sloppy little pussy? wanna make us happy?"

n you nod and babble yes, yes, yes. happily taking his load on top of armins, milking him for all he has and letting him hold your legs up to keep their cum inside for awhile after, until they're both content it took.

the relationship wasn't supposed to go further then what it was. sure the sex got carried away but you were just supposed to carry their baby, so it comes as a shock when they start treating you like you're supposed to be their little housewife. absolutely furious with you when you're not even a month pregnant yet, but you say yes to going out, to a party. they seethe. show up and drag you home like they have a right too.

eren all up in your face like "you're the mother of our child. you don't let other men sniff around you. got it?"

and when you stiffen and snatch your hand away, say "the baby is yours, yes. but im not. ill do and be with who i want"

Its both the wrong and right thing to say. eren gets mean and armin gets manipulative. next thing you know your little scrappy dress is being shoved up your thighs and you're being pushed onto the couch, your bare pussy on display. armin puts your head in his lap, and you yelp when eren delivers a sharp, brutal slap to your core.

they punish you that way, eren 'correcting' your behavior. "what did i say this was?" he tells you, when he's done, your sore pussy throbbing and you sobbing when you feel the thick blunt head of his cock slide between your shamefully damp folds "huh?" he goads when he slides it inside, "she's ours" he answers for you. 'She' being your pussy. "you don't get to slut her out to anyone else. not when something that belongs to us, is inside. you wanna get fucked? you come to us. you ask for fuckin permission"

above you armin strokes your hair, "you're not very good at being a mommy yet, but we'll train you till you understand" his voice mock sympathy. you feel him shift under you as eren fucks you n he sits up a little to shove down his shorts. his tone is all mock innocence when he says "maybe you should be bred in other places too" n guides your mouth over his cock, feeding it to you, biting his lip and moaning when you whimper around him stuffing your little throat. "good mommy" he croons at you. "make your future daddy cum, yeah?"

[marshaeb]

Can't talk right now I am busy sucking on Levi Ackerman's graceful neck

[marshaeb]

You squeeze the tube of lotion, the creamy substance landing on your fingertips. Smoothing it over your growing belly, across the new stretch marks that now adorn your skin from your pregnancy. Your frown a little, eyeing the stretch marks in the standing body mirror as your fingers continue to massage the lotion in.

Your husband walks in behind you, his arms wrapped around you below your stomach, one hand stroking the bump. Face pressed into your shoulder, taking in the scent of your body wash before kissing your cheek.

“What are you frowning about?”

“The stretch marks…”

You knew it wasn’t a bad thing to have, but a part of you inside was still insecure and scared of judgment. Your fingers are replaced with your husband’s, his own fingertips tracing over the new scars. A low hum coming from him as he admires the new lines formed into your skin.

“I like them.” He speaks quietly, looking up into the mirror to peer into your eyes. A gentle smile making his eyes squint.

“They aren’t pretty…” your frown deepens and it’s your husband’s turn to frown.

He kneels down, you watch silently as he does so. On one knee, he places a gentle kiss on your stretch marks. His lips trail them, leaving none of them unkissed. You can’t help but smile a little, a small laugh escaping you as he continues to kiss along your stomach. Speaking in between each kiss,

“I’ll kiss kiss every stretch mark kiss until you love them kiss as much as I do kiss”

This could honestly be any of your faves but this is also heavily Nanami Kento coded

[marshaeb]

Nanami who pushes all his weight on you when he fucks. Strands of hair stuck to his forehead, beads of sweat forming on his face, and his warm skin slapping against yours creating immense pleasure between the two of you. Kissing you sloppily because he doesn’t care, all he needs right now is to feel the love of his life. Bare bodies pressed together, as his cock works diligently into you. Enthralled by your beauty and the faces of pleasure you make, he continues staring at you, madly in love. The peak of lust arriving soon, he buries his head into the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses into the sensitive area. He finishes inside making sure not to waste a single drop as he has one goal: to see you round with his child. 

Just a thought....

[marshaeb]

gojo being dangerously loud

a/n: i know this is supposed to be a nanami focused account but hear me out... whiny gojo. that's it.

cw: cunnilingus, riding, ummm gojo being drunk and loud and his baby girl moans, semi-public sex (they're in a bathroom), i am so horny and i just need him so bad

you love the sounds your boyfriend makes during sex. he's never been shameful about it either, always loud and proud about the way your pussy makes him feel. this time, however, you wish he'd shut up.

you two are currently in your friends bathroom during a drunk movie night. you were both pretty tipsy, gojo more drunk than you and you were having a great time. all of a sudden, he doubled over, making it obvious to everyone that there was something wrong and he needed a bathroom fast.

except, when you follow him in and he locks the door behind you, there is nothing wrong with him at all, besides the raging boner he was currently sporting. your eyes widened when you saw it, but the casamigos in your bloodstream was stopping you from thinking clearly and the next thing you knew, you were getting eaten out on your friends bathroom floor.

"'toru, fuck, i'm close!" you whisper, holding his head harder and he speeds up, his tongue flicking your clit constantly as his two middle fingers are going to work. when you cum, you cover your mouth with your hand as your back arches off the floor and gojo doesn't pull away. you have to manually drag him away from you and he immediately goes for your lips, making your mouth just as messy as his own.

as the two of you kiss, he sits up and pulls you against his body sitting against the bathtub. you make quick work of his pants and without wasting any time you lower yourself on him. the last thing you expected was for him to throw his head back and let out one of the sluttiest moans you had ever heard. "ahhh fuckkk!"

you quickly slap your hand against his mouth and pray to god that no one heard that. he lifts his head and looks at you with furrowed eyebrows and low eyes, whimpering quietly against your hand at your pussy pulsing around him. "satoru, you've got to be quiet, baby, okay?" you ask and he nods, his cheeks red.

you finally lift your hips and before you could even go back down, a deep groan comes from his throat and you stop again. he gets impatient and pulls you down himself, dropping his forehead against yours as he moves you faster.

"mmph feels too good, can't stop," he says breathlessly against your palm, and you have to drop your head on his shoulder at the speed he was going. he truly was trying his best, but as the two of you went on, his whines got louder and louder until they were hoarse moans.

"im close, im close, please, please, please!" he cries against your skin and you take over, pressing your lips against his in the process. he moans into the kiss, his body going weak when you trade the fast movement for slow, deeper movements.

"you like it, 'toru?" you ask, your lips moving against his. he nods quickly, tears beginning to form in his eyes at the sensitivity of his dick but you don't stop.

"baby please- haaa fuckkk!" he begs squeezing your hips and you shake your head.

"promise me you'll be quiet when you cum," you instruct and he nods furiously, just wanting to feel his orgasm. you take his word for it, partly because you were ready to cum too, but you cover his mouth for safe measures.

you go faster now, grinding your hips down on his, and almost as soon as you start, you feel him start to shake and thrust into you himself. "ah, ah ahhhh fuck, fuck, fuck, cummingggg!"

before you could say anything, he holds you down, his head buried in your neck as he moans in your ear and your orgasm hits as well, spurring him on. "ohh shitshitshit too much too much fuuuck!" he cries, holding your body against his as you ride your orgasm out. right when you finish, you hear a knock on the door and your friend's concerned voice.

"hey, is he okay in there, do you guys need help?" her voice rings out and your eyes widen.

"yeah, he's okay, just drank a bit too much!" you shout back and turn back to look at your boyfriend. "cough," you instruct and he does just that. you reach to the side and flush the toilet and pretend to pat his back. "that's okay, get it all out."

"okay, there's some water in the kitchen for him when he's done," she says and leaves. you let out a sigh of relief and drop your head on a slightly sobered up gojo's chest.

"my bad," he whispers and you roll your eyes as you stand up.

"shut up."

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JJK BOYS X VIRGIN! FEM READER

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a/n: thank you for 2.1k .. like literally there are no words. i’m speechless.

GOJO: the teaser

“you said you’d put it in already gojo .. you’re just teasing me,” you whine out, pussy clenching around nothing when your boyfriend rubs the meaty head of his cock through your folds. the friction is so good, so mind numbingly delicious it has you practically cumming before you’ve even been fucked.

“how do you know i’m teasing hm?” your boyfriend smugly protest, bright blue eyes loving the way you can barely keep your eyes open each time he slap! slaps! the head against your sloppy, wet folds.

he repeats these motions until you’re having a. dry orgasm .. body trembling violently as you cum, little creamy beads of slick dribbling down those pretty brown thighs, the sight is beautiful honestly.

“now, you’re ready.” he exclaims, gently pushing the tip through your wet lips. you and gojo both let out a moan when he’s able to get the tip and just a little more past the tight ring of muscles in your cunt.

the white haired man places his hands on either side of you as he flexes his hips, thrusting them up and pushing his cock deeper into your tight walls. you squeeze him, legs threatening to close around him as the stretch has you going mad.

“ohh my god ..” you breathe out, as gojo’s hips don’t stop. he pushes and pushes and pushes, inching that thick girth of his cock through your walls slowly. and it hurts, god does it hurt so fucking much.

“i thought you wanted me to stop teasing? thought you wanted me to put it in that tight cunt .. what changed hm?” he teasingly asks, absolutely reveling in the way you’re unable to answer him .. completely lost in the pleasure of finally getting that cunt fucked open for the first time.

“how’s it feel hm? tell me y/n.” he urges with a smirk, pulling his cock out with a groan. your pussy grips him, holding onto him tightly before he leaves your cunt empty, pussy hole gaping from loneliness. you’re left whining and mewling for him to put it back in, body instinctively missing being filled up so deliciously.

“gojo, put it back—nhgg!” he cuts you off with a hard thrust! filling out your cunt completely with one swift movement.

words die at your tongue from the impact of his hips hitting against yours. your tongue darts out as the pleasure begins to go to your brain, turning it into straight mush as your cunt practically gushes around the cock fucking in and out you.

GETO: the loving one

“g-geto i’m scared,” you admit, breathing in shakily as geto pulls his fingers out of your pussy. he’d been stretching you for 30 minutes straight, you’d just been so tight he had no choice. if he didn’t, there was no way he’d be able to fit his cock in you.

“lovey, you know i won’t let anything happen to you .. just relax f’me.” your boyfriend urges you, hand pressing on your stomach to lay you back onto the bed.

you breathe in harsh breaths of air, heart thumping in your chest as geto settles in between your legs at first. he kisses his way down your thighs until he reaches your needy cunt, lips placing a soft butterfly kiss to your clit.

you jump! letting out a frustrated moan when geto parts your legs. you wanted him to just be in you already, he promise that tonight would be the night.

“hey, don’t make that face .. you know i’ll take care of you. cmere.” he leans up, pressing a kiss on your lips. you let out a whimper as you taste your slick on your lips, the taste completely foreign to you.

“open your legs, darling.” he speaks, warm palms running up and down your outer thighs. your legs are shaky as you part them for your boyfriend, brown eyes threatening to flutter shut from embarrassment when geto pulls the waistband of his pants down.

his dick slaps up to his stomach, and suddenly you’re very very scared. you gulp, staring at it with wide eyes as geto maneuvers you into a comfortable position.

“nothing to be scared of lovey, i’ve got you..” his tone is soft and calming as he pulls your body to the edge of the bed. you feel all of your senses go into overdrive as you feel the tip of his cock pressing at your folds, geto presses a thumb at your clit as he pauses to let you accustom to the small stretch. he rubs the sensitive nub slowly, trying to get your focus on something else.

geto’s unsure and cautious as he moves his hips, slowly sheathing his cock into your walls. he manages to fit the tip in through your cunt before you’re squirming impatiently, trying to push your hips down onto him.

“hey, none of that. stay still, or i’ll stop.” he threatens you with a soft slap to your thigh before his hips pull back, hissing when you clench around his cock tightly in response to his threat.

“ohh,” you whimper, when your boyfriend’s hips snap up to yours. he fills you up completely with his girth, hands pressing your thighs down onto the bed beneath you as he begins to slowly move his hips in a rhythm.

CHOSO: the one who is also a virgin. (lol)

“am i doing this right? i don’t want it to hurt,” your boyfriend’s words are unsure as he watches you above him, eyes glazed over with pleasure from the previous blowjob you’d given him earlier.

“n-no, i’m okay.” you assure him, placing your legs on either sides of his, getting into a squatting stance. choso big hands guide onto his cock, waiting until you give him a nod to push you down onto his cock.

you go lower down a little too quickly, body snapping rigidly as choso cock fills you up to the brim. his dark eyes twitch from pleasure as he feels your cunt wrap around him, and it is a feeling like no other. his hips stutter involuntarily as he tries to get used to the feeling the wet tightness around his cock .. it almost has him going delirious.

“oh my���fuck..” your boyfriend harshly curses, hands holding the fat of your hips as he sees your face scrunch up in pain. he immediately feels bad, lips turning into a frown as he stop all his movements .. allowing you to get used to the feeling as well.

“how’s it feel? do you want me to stop?” he asks you, hand darting up from your hip to gently touch at your face. his touch is careful and comforting, making you close your eyes briefly before you open them again.

you finally give him a shake of your head .. pretty brown eyes fluttering as choso grinds his hips up against yours. the feeling of sex for the first time is exhilarating, for him and you. it has your heart racing and your body warming up as a foreign tension builds in your abdomen. it’s only now after the pain slightly subsides do you realize how deep he was.

it has choso’s brain actually melting, as he feels you slick his dick up. you’re so, so wet tonight .. he’s never felt this good in his life before. his heart thrums in his chest as he looks at your fucked out expression.

you looked like such a slut.

“it’s good .. s-so good.” you stutter put the response weakly when choso begins to lift you and up down, dragging your tight little cunt up and down his girth. the pain now subsiding completely as you can only focus on the way choso fucks you up and down on his cock.

[marshaeb]

Just one taste?

Cw: chubby reader :33, gojo desperately wanting you to crush him lol (he's so fucking hot) FEM READER! Gojo being a tease 🙄🙄

Gojo begs you to sit on his face even if your hesitating, and your saying stuff like — "m' too big", "What if-" If anything he'd love to die between your thighs.

"why won't you just shut up and sit on my face, princess?" He stared her down with those eyes. The stare that made her thighs rub together and her clit throb and twitch against her damp panties.

"Satoru!" She looked over at him in shock, feeling flustered from the comment he made "toru', I don't think you can handle me, she fidgeted with her fingers nervously.

Satoru smirked. "Oh? And why is that? You think I can't handle you? You're my girlfriend. I can handle you, and I want to. He said,

Reaching out and pulling her onto his lap. "I want to taste you, princess. You know you want it too. Don't be shy." He whispered, nibbling on her earlobe.

"T-toru'!" Her eyes widened as he rutted his hips up into her. She felt his cock poking her. Satoru chuckled, his hands moving to undo the buttons of her jean shorts. "Mmm, you're so wet for me, aren't you? I can feel it through those panties." He said, grinning wickedly. 

"You know you want it. Let me taste you, baby. Let me show you how much I want you." He whispered, his hands slipping inside her panties, rubbing her clit through the fabric. "Yer' driving me crazy princess, just one taste?"

she hesitated then she felt his slender fingers rubbing at her clit making it throb. He felt how she throbbed, how her thighs shut close as his two fingers rubbed against her hole. He let out a groan as his hard cock begged to be released from those sweatpants.

Satoru smirked, his eyes locked onto hers. "You're killing me, princess. I want to taste you so bad. Please?" He begged, his fingers working her clit faster. "Just one taste, please? I'll make it up to you after baby" he groaned making out with her as he fingered her

"F-fine just one taste!" She closed her eyes, nervous as of what Satoru is gonna do.

A few minutes later satoru had her hover her pussy over his face as his hand reached up to grip on her thighs. "Satoru, are you sure m' not too big?" She nervously waited for his response as she looked down at him. He looked so fucking sexy with his hair all ruffled.

Satoru grinned, his tongue already eager to explore her. "No, you're perfect. I'm sure. I want you, princess. Trust me." He said, his tongue flicking out to taste her, making him groan. "You taste so good, princess." He murmured, licking her clit before diving in, licking her up and down. 

"pussy's so wet for me, shit."he moaned as his tongue started working her clit again. "Tell me how good it feels." He begged, wanting to hear those moans of her that made him incredibly hard.

"Aaaah.. feels so good toru'" she whimpered, rocking her hips above his nose. Satoru noticed she didn't put her full body weight down on his face which made him livid. He gripped on her thighs pushing her all the way down on his face, she gasped in shock as he ate her out like the starved man he was.

"I told you to sit on my face, didn't I princess?"

She whimpers, nodding her head as satoru groaned, his tongue working her clit harder. "That's it, princess. Let me hear you moan for me. Let me hear you scream my name." He demanded, his hands gripping her ass, fingers digging in.

his tongue flickered against her clit, then his tongue explored her folds.  "You're going to cum for me, aren't you?" He asked, his fingers slipping inside her, curling to hit her g-spot. "Tell me, princess." He chuckled, wanting to hear her beg.

"Yesss,m' so close toru'" she whined grinding down harder as his hips rutted into the air. She noticed that satoru didn't even take any of his clothes off. She reached down, unbuttoning his pants then taking his cock out of his briefs.

His cock twitched in her hand, she flickered her tongue over his slit, she felt his grin against her pussy as he dove in, relishing in his delicious meal.

Satoru moaned, his hips bucking into her hand. "Mmm princess, just like that.." He praised, his tongue working her clit harder. his fingers worked her g-spot while his tongue lapped at her clit. "Tell me how good it feels, princess." 

He demanded, his tongue flicking her clit before diving into her. "I want to hear you scream for me, baby." He groaned, his fingers moving in and out of her. "Tell me you're going to cum."

in a muffled voice as she stuffed his cock In her mouth, sucking on it she whined as her clit twitched, "m' gonna cum toru' yeaaahh... Fuuckk"

Satoru groaned, his hips bucking into her mouth as she sucked on him. "Fuck, yes, princess. Cum for me, baby. Let me feel you cum all over my tongue." He encouraged, his fingers working her g-spot harder. 

"I want to hear you, baby. Let me hear you." He moaned,his tongue lapping at her clit while his fingers moved in and out of her. "You're so close, princess. Come on, let it out for me"

"satoru~" she was cumming Soo hard for him, she whined as his cock hits the back of her throat as she cums on his tongue. Satoru thrusted his tongue in and out of her hole as she let out a shiver, a white creamy substance leaked into his mouth.

He groaned, his fingers leaving her as he pulled her up. He had her bent over the bed, making her arch her back as he slapped his tip against her folds, rubbing it up and down before thrusting into her tight pussy.

Satoru groaned, his tongue lapping at her cream before pulling away. "Fuck, princess. You taste so good." He praised, his cock throbbing in her mouth. "I want more, baby. I want to be inside you." He demanded, his cock twitching in her mouth. "Let me fill you up, princess. Let me take you."

Satoru groaned, his hips bucking into her. "F-fuuck, princess. Feels so good inside you.." He praised, thrusting into her slowly. "scream my name, baby. Please?" He said, his hands gripping her hips as he bucked into her. "Tell me how good it feels, princess. Tell me you want it."

"Oh m' god satoru!" She whined as her walls wrapped itself around his dick, clamping down. Satoru's eyes found its way on her ass, focusing on how she sucked his dick in her little hole. it made his body shiver from how good it felt making him groan.

"Satoru~!" She moaned gripping the sheets as he reached a hand to her breasts gripping it as he jack hammered into her pussy. "Feels so good!" She bit her lips, drawing a little blood as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. White cream rings formed at the base of his cock making him whine

Satoru groaned, his hips bucking into her. "That's it, princess. Scream my name. Let me hear it." He demanded, thrusting into her harder. "You're mine, princess. All mine" He growled, his hand moving to her clit, rubbing it.

"Cum for me, baby. Cum for your Satoru." He encouraged, his hips slamming into her. "You're so good to me, princess. You're perfect." He praised, his cock throbbing as he whined his eyes closed shut.

"m' cummin! Dont stop don't stop don't stooop~!" She whined repeatedly making gojo weak in the knees as he whimpered. his legs shook as his cock twitched. His hips never stopped moving and his cock sloppily rutted into her making a

"plat, plat, plattt"

sound. Satoru whimpered, his cock twitching as he felt her walls clench. "baby, baby, baby, can I cum inside? Please need it so bad fuuuck" he whined as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. she shook her head up and down, signalling a nod letting out another whimper. "fill me up toru'!"

Satoru groaned, his hips bucking into her. "Haaa! Fuck, yes, princess." He growled, his cock pulsing inside her. "I'm cumming, baby. Cummin so hard, feels soo fuckin good" He moaned, his hips slamming into her. his cock twitching as he came inside her.

he pulled out still cummin rubbing his tip through her folds groaning.he then collapsed beside her, letting out a whine as he catched his breath."that pussy makes me go insane baby" she let out a giggle as she looked over at him.He groaned as his cock slowly went soft. "Fuck. I don't what's gotten into me" he let out a chuckle.

He's so whiney OMGG 😫