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rooshi · 3 years ago

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Father's Day

Toji Fushiguro

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!Reader

Summary: A gift to the "best" father.

Warnings: Car Sex, Oral Sex (m. receiving), Vaginal Sex, Breeding Kink, Fluff

*Based on my story “You, My Angel And My Saint” which is the sequel of “A Pearl”. Neither are necessary to read to enjoy this short oneshot:)

Toji loves Father's Day. Although the holiday isn’t celebrated as much as Mother’s Day, in his house it’s very different. First, his lovely wife and children wake him up with a delicious breakfast.

“Happy Father’s Day, daddy!” Misumi says, entering the room first. He’s awake by now, just not out of bed. He sits up and watches the three of you walk in. Megumi walks behind Misumi, and you walk behind them, holding a tray with his breakfast on it. Four-year-old Misumi manages to climb on the bed, quickly wrapping her tiny arms around his large neck, and giving him a big kiss on his cheek. The man grins.

His son doesn’t climb on the bed, instead he walks to his father’s side and also kisses his cheek, repeating Misumi’s words, “Happy Father’s Day, dad.”

“You're so sweet. Thank you.” Toji responds. You finally reach him and give him the tray which he takes with a big smile on his face. He covers Misumi’s eyes before pecking your lips. She’s at that age where she gags every time you show any sort of affection to each other.

“We have some gifts for you.” You tell him, and he raises his eyebrow at what these gifts might be. He hopes that your gift is sex, or something along those lines. He expects Misumi’s gift to be a drawing or something of that sort, but he has no idea what Megumi would get him. He begins to eat breakfast while you three collect your gifts.

Misumi got off the bed to run to her room and get the gift. Megumi goes to his room as well. You kept the gift hidden in the bedroom, and surprisingly enough Toji didn’t find it. You got the bag and gave it to him. He didn’t look too happy with the gifts, which you expected but after all he does get another gift. For the time being, he receives a couple shirts and a wallet. It’s the best you could think of since shopping for Toji is extremely difficult.

“This is so… Cute. I love it, honey.” He responds and you bend down to peck his lips again before sitting down on the bed. “Am I getting another gift?”

“What more could you want?” You question, acting oblivious. He’s about to respond but Misumi comes running to the bedroom, holding the drawing she made. She puts it on the bed before climbing on it. She has a big smile on her face, showing her father the drawing that she worked so hard on.

“Mimi, you’re an artist!” He exclaims, looking at the doodles on the paper. He’s just so proud of anything and everything she does. He loves encouraging her.

Megumi walks into the bedroom, also holding a piece of paper. Toji is beyond curious to see what his son got him. He gets the paper and reads the receipt. Megumi says, “I got mom’s permission to use her card so I bought you some worms. They’re supposed to get here on Wednesday.”

“Megumi… Son… I love you and I want to thank you for the gift but what am I supposed to do with worms?” Toji questions and the young boy shrugs in response. Megumi doesn’t even know why he got the gift, he just saw an ad while scrolling online and thought he’d buy it for his father.

“Whatever you want. I heard their poop makes great fertilizer.” Megumi responds and Toji blinks. He attempts to figure out what to say because nothing truly comes to mind.

“I’m not a gardener.” Toji responds.

“I know.”

Then after receiving his lovely gifts, he’s dragged to your parents’ house to spend an hour or so of time with them. It’s been the routine for the past two Father’s Days. It isn’t anything too exciting. Your mother just makes a cake for the both of them and you eat lunch and spend some time with each other… It would bore him to death if he wasn’t listening to all the stories from your childhood.

“Here.” Your father pulls out his wallet and gets some money. Some for Megumi and some for Misumi. They love coming to their grandparents’ house mainly because their grandfather always gives them money. Misumi now understands the power that money holds. Every other day she wants ice cream and tells her father to stop the car at an ice cream parlor, and when Toji asks if she has money for ice cream, she pulls it out. Not to mention she’s great with saving and putting money to the side.

“Thank you pa!” Misumi responds, kissing his cheek.

“Thank you grandpa.” Megumi says, smiling.

“Misumi, can you please go check on your grandmother?” Your father says and she nods before walking away. When she isn’t near, your grandfather looks at Megumi and is quick to say, “Don’t spend that money on drugs. I don’t know what you youngsters do nowadays but whatever it is, don’t do it. Your mom told me about your little friend Sukuna and don’t follow in his footsteps.”

“Sukuna is not a drug addict, grandpa.” Megumi answers, and your father furrows his eyebrows and looks at Toji.

“He isn’t. He’d most likely be a cult leader.” Toji says, causing your father to laugh.

“Will you two stop bullying a thirteen year old?” Your mother yells from the kitchen. Misumi walks back to the living room and goes straight to her father.

“They’re not bullying him! They’re right!” You defend them. Megumi doesn’t say anything because he doesn’t care about Sukuna enough to try and defend him.

Lunch is served, you eat, take a couple of photos with your dad and husband before going back home. Toji spends the day with his kids, watching a movie with them, then playing board games until dinner time. And of course, one of his favorites is made.

He eats at the dinner table with his family, happier than any man to ever walk the Earth. He listens to them talk and thinks about how lucky he is. When everyone is finished, Megumi and Toji clean up while you go upstairs to bathe Misumi and put her to bed.

Megumi is allowed to stay up. He goes to his room, while you and Toji remain downstairs. He’s about to go upstairs, but you stop him. “Can you help me get something from my car?”

“What?” He asks and you don’t say anything as you grab your car keys. You drag him out of the house and to the car, and when you open the backseat door, he notices that there’s nothing there. He looks back at you and raises his eyebrow.

“Get in.” You order and he’s confused until it strikes him, then he willingly gets in. You get in after him. You quickly unbutton his pants, a giggle leaving your lips. “You used to love car sex so I’m surprised you didn’t catch on sooner.”

“I really thought you were going to leave me with no sex today.” Toji responds, cupping your face and bringing his lips to meet yours. The kiss escalates quickly, and soon enough his tongue enters your mouth and presses against your own. Your hand goes under his boxers and you begin to palm his cock.

He pulls away from the kiss and lets a couple of moans into the air, a bit touch deprived after nearly a week of not being touched by you. He loves his kids but they’re the definition of cockblockers. Yet tonight he has a very specific request.

You pull his boxers down and lower your head, your tongue circling the tip before hollowing your cheeks and wrapping your mouth around his cock. At first you only take as much as you can without gagging while your hand strokes the part that isn’t on your mouth.

That’s so good for him. He’s so deprived that he can come in just a couple of seconds, but he manages to contain himself. Your mouth just feels so good, and he can’t even begin to imagine the main course. The pure bliss that it’ll bring him.

But right now your mouth feels so good. That’s more than enough. You take his whole length in your mouth, gagging in the process because his cock isn’t something you just get used to, but despite the tears that cloud your eyes, you continue.

Your hand begins to massage his balls, hoping he’ll finish quick, because even though he loves, or at least used to love car sex, reality is you hate it. The space is cramped and barely anything is possible. At least in your car.

“Fuck- It feels so good-” He moans, throwing his head back. He bites his bottom lip, muffling any sounds. And he can’t hold back any longer, so he empties himself inside your mouth. You remove your mouth.

He grabs the back of your head and pulls you into a sloppy kiss that lands for a couple of seconds before you get on top of him, each knee on either side of him. He loved your choice of dress of today but now more than ever he appreciates it. He pushes your panties to the side and teases you.

“Toji.” You say in a whiny voice, causing him to smirk. He continues teasing, ignoring your whines. You take charge, and grab his cock, aligning it with your entrance before slowly sitting on it. Once he bottoms out, you take a couple of seconds to move.

His hands land on your hips and he guides you while you move up and down on his cock. And it’s so much better than what you could imagine, either of you. Your pussy just feels so good around him, and he can only think about one thing while your cunt is wrapped around his cock like this, “Give me another baby.”

“Fuck-” You can only manage to moan, his cock hitting all the right spots. He doesn’t leave the topic alone.

“Make me a daddy again.” He tells you. “Let me fuck a baby into you.”

“Toji!” You moan when he takes charge, moving his hips and thrusting in and out of you, more than what you could’ve managed on your own. It all feels so fucking good, his cock is giving you great pleasure, it’s clouding your mind and all you can say is, “Do it! Fuck! Do it!”

“You gonna make me a daddy again?” He questions. It all feels so good. So so so good. You can’t think rationally.

“Yes! Fuck a baby into me, Toji!” You respond. And it all sounds so beautiful to him. Music to his ears practically. And your face is art to his eyes. And he can’t help but think about all the times that he’s missed this.

His hand goes under your dress and begins to play with your clit. It’s all so much for you to take, at any moment you’re going to come around him. He feels how you tighten around him, making it all somehow more delightful.

“You gonna come, baby?” He asks and you hum in response, at this point not being able to formulate any type of verbal response. You’re so drunk on his cock. It’s too much for you. You come around his cock, a loud moan escaping your lips.

“S’ good baby-” He moans. His thrusts become sloppy and soon enough he comes inside you. The both of you stay still, catching your breaths. He takes his cock out and fixes your panties. “You gonna carry my baby?”

“When Mimi turns five.”

“That’s soon enough. Just make this an early Father’s Day gift.” He tells you before pecking your lips.

“Hmmm no.” You respond.

“I bet we’re going to have twins.” Toji says, making you click your tongue as you get off him.

“Let’s go back inside.”

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rooshi · 3 years ago

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—𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟𝐟

pantyjob hc’s feat. kazuha, diluc, xiao, itto

warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact

disclaimer: afab!reader with no set pronouns, masturbation, exhibitionism (kazuha), fantasy (kazuha), mention of face sitting (kazuha), mention of fingering + cunniligus (kazuha), modern! (xiao, diluc), secret-pervert! diluc agenda, filming (xiao), implied discord mod xiao, size kink (itto), belly bulge (itto), unedited

A slow morning with you was always something Kazuha looked forward to. As the two of you were by a river and the morning light pooling over his form, he was tasked to clean the laundry the two of you had by the nearest river. As he sat beneath the stream, washing your garments—he lifted them out of the water, with a small smirk on his face.

This was one of his favorite pairs, he could see the small tear he made when he was a bit rough, trying desperately to swipe the fabric to fill your hole with his fingers. Kazuha only chuckled, ringing the damp cloth as water trickled from it. As a sinful thought popped into his head, his autumn-tinted eyes peered out to his surroundings—he was alone…he could indulge himself right?

Plus the risk of you finding him like that always made his cock twitch in delight.

Kazuha pressed the damp cloth onto his face, imagining it was soaked in your essence instead. He reached into his pants, tightly grabbing onto his girthy length—slowly tugging and pulling it along. His eyes clothed, completely lost in his fantasy. He wanted nothing more to have you sit on his face, hands clamped down on your plush thighs, squirming in delight and yelping from how pleased and wet his tongue made you.

“Faster…Faster…Faster!”

It was as if the wind had managed to encapsulate your voice furthering his delusion. His eyebrows furrowed, his hand furiously jerked his cock before white budded at the tip, and ropes of cum shot out—completely staining his pants. Kazuha sighed, as he tried to come down from his high, shimming off his clothes and soiled pants. Nude, in the morning light, he splashed into the river.

Maybe if he stayed in long enough, he could convince you to swim nude with him as well <3.

Smiling as you pecked his cheek walking away from the bathroom with the soft fragrances from your various nightly routine wafted from the doorway, Diluc talked into the shared bathroom, locking the door and turning the shower on. As he shimmied his clothes off, he noticed fabric that didn’t belong to him. His cheeks burned, mouth gaping slightly realizing you forgot to collect your panties when you left the shower.

He picked them up with two fingers, observing the used piece of fabric. Diluc couldn’t help gnawing on the bottom of his lips. He was a gentleman! He should walk out and hand these to you, right? That would be the respectable thing to do?

So, why was he wrapping the used lace along his cock, using it as he pumped it? Why did his lips tremble in both delight and shame, as his precum smeared and stained the panties? He felt so utterly dirty, but this sinful action only made his cock rise and throb. His free hand traveled down, squeezing his heavy balls, desperate to release them before lifting them back up to muffle any noises than managed to escape.

With a choked and muffled grunt, thick globs of his cum soiled the panties. He sighed, clicking his tongue as he looked up in the mirror, holding the cum-stained panties. He shook his head in embarrassment, letting them drop to the floor as he entered the shower again.

He’d have to hide them in his robe and clean them once he got out of the shower. For now though…perhaps he could crank out another one?

As your online boyfriend, Xiao was feeling particularly needy for you one night. The two of you had been going out for months now, but still—Xiao wanted nothing more than to see and hold you in person, especially when his cock throbbed and begged for it.

His amber eyes gazed back down to his cellphone, sucking a breath in. You had just sent him a nude, your beautiful form all for him to delightfully looking at. Cursing under his breath, Xiao leaned over his computer and turned his camera on, quickly hitting the record button. He leaned against his bed, slowly taking off his pants as his cock sprung up in delight.

He glared at the camera, as your name softly escaped from his lips as he roughly gripped it— along with some panties he bought online you said that you wore—slapping it by his computer chair briefly. His pace got faster, whispers of your name under his breath mumbling all the things he wish he could do to you right now. How much he wanted to pin you to his bed and feverously thrust into you and cum again and again with tears pricking at your eyes.

It didn’t take him long to finally cum, globs of the salty white substance smeared across his hand. He chuckled lifting it near the camera.

“All for you…when you finally come to see me,” he muttered. As his cock softened, he hit the end recording on his laptop, sending you the video of him jerking off. With half-lidded eyes, a smirk fell onto his face. God he wished he could see the cute reaction you’d give to seeing him do that.

Itto didn’t know what to do with himself. He moped in the house, groaning loudly as his voice echoed out in the small shack. You had left with Shinobu to do some business in Liyue, leaving him alone here bored and lonely without you. Itto narrowed his eyes, walking slowly with his eyes on the ground towards your shared bedroom before he loudly gasped.

Your panties were on the floor, near the laundry bag. He felt his cheeks rise in heat, almost tempted to look around the room to make sure you were testing him. Alas, you were gone and he was truly alone. Itto leaned down, slowly picking the fabric from the ground before a grin crept up on his face.

Maybe this was a gift to him since you would be leaving him for so long? Yeah, that had to be it!

Itto sharp nail poked a hole through the fabric, easily ripping it with a bit of force. He let himself collapse in the bed, spring whining from him jumping excitedly on it. Freeing himself from his pants, Itto slowly pushed his thick, cock through the fabric, before tightly stroking himself. He closed his eyes, soft grunts escaping his lips.

God, he wished this was your pussy instead. He loved the way you trembled, hiccuping that he couldn’t fit as the tip of his cock nudged against your cervix, not even fully bottomed out yet. He loved the way part of his cock disappeared into you, but a bulge showed up on your lower stomach. He loved seeing your folds widened, trying desperately to accommodate his girthy.

A stream of cum shot out of him, as he yelled out your name. His bed sheets were completely ruined as he sighed in delight letting his head rest on your pillow, the familiar smell of you drifting from it.

He wonders if you left him any other gift?

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rooshi · 3 years ago

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MEAN & MEANER

Bully satosugu x shy fem reader

A/N : part 2 to the bully satosugu series, here’s part 1 if you’d like context.

Tags: dubcon, threesome, noncon filming, face fucking, fingering, cunnilingus, public sex, forced orgasms, dacryphilia, overstim.

(Let me know if i missed any imp tags)

Word count : 2k

You were studying in the library, well, more like hiding out, wouldn’t even dare think about heading back to your dorm room, afraid that you’d find gojo and geto waiting for you once again. After all, all they had to do was flash your roommate their usual cocky smiles and she’d happily let them invade the privacy of your room, without ever even realizing it. That’s how most people were with them, going far and beyond if it meant being in their presence, anything for a speck of their attention.

You tried distracting yourself by skimming a few pages ahead, trying to find a digestible section. The crisp sound of turning pages filling the expanse, It was always so quiet and empty in this particular section of the vast, campus library, you liked it. Finding solace in getting away from the rest of the world for a little bit, of course everyone but the two men you always ended up at the mercy of.

Satoru towered over your small frame, you were so absorbed in the book you were reading you didn’t notice his presence until the volume was effortlessly ripped from you.

And you knew it was only about to get worse once your eyes met with gojo’s darkened blue ones.

“G-Gojo”

“C’mon now” he grinned, words laced with spite, “we’re close enough, call me Satoru.”

You shrank in your chair, not having expected him to come looking for you, never mind in the library, but you should’ve known better, you’d been down this road multiple times before, he wasn’t one to simply take no as an answer.

“I don’t appreciate disobedience sweetheart, and that’s twice in the same day.”

“Don’t be so mean to her.” Your attention shifted to Geto, who had been leaning against the bookshelf behind you, he slammed his own book shut and gave you his usual sultry smile once you looked his way.

“Fine” Gojo smirked, “you deal with her then.” Occupying the seat opposite to yours, promptly relaxing into it.

In comparison, Geto had always been much nicer to you, maybe you could get away with your actions just this once. You released a breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding, trying ro settle the anxiety bubbling in the pit of your stomach.

“Were you studying?” Geto leaned over your shoulder, planting both his hands either sides of your chair. You could feel his warm breath against your neck when he spoke.

“yes” you mumbled, immediately coming to the realization that his calm demeanor was somehow even more bone-chilling than gojo’s malicious one. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all. But surely that wouldn’t mean that he’s anywhere near as mean as Satoru? Sure he’d let his best friend have his way with you but he wouldn’t put you through the same torment? Right?

“Get up for me pretty girl.”

“W-What?”

He didn’t repeat himself, just waited for you patiently, the slight smile he seemingly always wore never once faltering. Still, as obedient as you are, you did as asked and stood up, tentative and stiff.

He rested one of his hands at your waist, the other slithering it’s way to the back of your neck, and within seconds you found yourself bent over the table.

“W-Wait- what are y-“ you wriggled and writhed, earning a rough spank. The unexpected hit making you yelp and even catching Gojo off guard “Stay still for me.”

“Why don’t we help you study. Satoru?”

“Yeah?”

“Help her read.” He tossed your long forgotten book at Gojo. “Page 106, section C. Isn’t that right?” You nodded, surprised he had even known which page you’d been on.

Gojo flipped to said page, holding the book for you to be able to see.

“Go on pretty girl, read.” You could hear the smirk Suguru’s deep voice, it had an undeniable allure to it.

“Please don’t” you pleaded, not wanting to be in this predicament at all. Instead of letting you go like you’d so desperately hoped, Geto just bunched your skirt up to your waist, revealing the cute panties underneath, ”no! please, I’m sorry i-” He pressed himself into your plump ass.

“Read.” You whimpered, doing exactly as instructed, although in broken sentences.

“Don’t be mean to her my ass” Gojo chuckled, “you’re an even bigger dick than I am.”

“You give me too much credit, keep reading my love.” He stroked your hair, there was something so offsetting about the way Geto was treating you, with his loving strokes and honeyed words, upon first assessment they would even be mistaken as one being sweet and kind, but the way they made you feel so very helpless against him implied otherwise. He had you exactly where he wanted you, how he wanted you, whether you liked it or not.

You felt Geto pull your panties aside, his nimble fingers teasing your bare slit, the sudden sensation made you jump. You wriggled your hips in a futile attempt to get away from him, but it only egged him on, only made it look like you were rubbing up against him, asking for more.

“Suguru” you whined.

“Hm?”

“Really? He gets all that without even asking and all I ever get is your annoying begging.” Satoru mocked, clearly wanting a piece of your attention as well.

“pl-please, you can’t-we’re in the library.”

“I know my love, which is why you shouldn’t stop reading.” He cooed, slowly slipping one of his fingers inside you. “You came to the library because you wanted to study right?”

You nodded frantically, while he pumped his finger in and out, you were so tight around him. It was almost too much already.

You bit into your lower lip, holding back a whimper at the feeling of him easing another finger inside, once he thought you were wet enough to take it. Scissoring and stretching you out with his long fingers hurt, you weren’t used to being touched by anyone but yourself but something about him made you want to be good for him. Because he was being nice to you. Right? So gentle. It almost made you forget that you didn’t want it.

So quick to reach spots your small dainty fingers never managed to, teasing and prodding, making you mewl under him so very easily. Rosy cheek pressed against the wooden table, mouth parted and eyes droopy.

“God she looks so hot”

You looked up only to be met with Gojo pumping his cock to the sight of you. And all you could do was squeal and let out cute little moans, already fucked out on Suguru’s fingers.

“You’re missing out Suguru, little slut’s such a pretty sight.”

“I know, the prettiest. Do me a favor?”

“Yeah what-“ They exchanged knowing glances “oh-oh.”

Satoru grabbed his phone, a mischievous grin tugging on his lips, “smile for the camera slut.”

At first it didn’t even register to you that you were being filmed, not until Geto grabbed your jaw and made you look at Gojo.

“There we go.”

“N-no! Don’t” It was no use thrashing around, you knew that, so you resorted to trying and shielding your face with your hands, but even that comfort was ripped away from you, “ah ah ah, no hiding my love.” Suguru grabbed both your arms and easily pinned them behind your back, holding them there while his other hand proceeded to toy with your pretty cunt. It was humiliating.

“Open wide princess.” Satoru brought his cock upto your lips. You tried protesting again, only for him to use the opportunity to fill your mouth, groaning while you gagged.

“Fuck.”

“gonna cum for me sweet thing?” Suguru teased your unattended clit, so swollen and sensitive. “That’s it.”

“So good fuck, there they are, those tears. So pretty.” Satoru said between thrusts, grabbing your face and squishing it, bringing his phone closer to get a better view your pitiful face. “Such a whore, you like getting fucked in the library huh?”

“Shh, it’s okay.” You were so torn, so confused and overwhelmed, didn’t know what to feel, with the contrast of both their treatments towards you. “It’s not your fault my love, you just can’t help but feel good, it’s okay to cum.”

“Yeah, cum for us.”

Your gummy walls tightened, fluttering around Suguru’s fingers, thighs trembling while you came, your mouth hung open, free for Satoru to use as he pleased while you moaned around his cock, coming down from your high.

“Fuck, gonna cum. Where do you want it princess?”

You would’ve answered if you could, if you weren’t dealing with the way Suguru kept circling your sore clit even after you’d come so hard. Overstimulating you to tears, making it impossible to try and get him to please stop, you couldn’t speak, couldn’t move with him still holding you down. All you could do was cry.

Satoru put his phone down, setting it up on the table in a way that ensured he’d still be able to take advantage of your little predicament. Both of his hands now holding your head still, his thrusts becoming erratic.

“Such a good fucking girl, gonna take all my cum yeah?” He threw his head back, globs of his hot cum hitting the back of your throat.

“Fuck.” He panted, pulling out. “Swallow, c’mon, don’t wanna make a mess all over this desk now do you?”

And you did, just so you could speak again, despite the way it made your throat hurt.

“Pl-Please! I’m, I can’t, m’sorry- promise! i won’t do it again.” You hiccuped, begging them to let you go, you’d learned your lesson, wouldn’t dare avoid them ever again.

“Shh my sweet, just one more time, you can do it right? Cum again for me?”

“Nonono please s’too much.” You cried.

“Suguru, i think there’s other students here, let’s stop for now.”

You froze, feeling your heart drop at the sounds of people chatting right around the corner, seemingly way too close for comfort, the idea of someone seeing you in this position made your stomach churn.

“You heard him sweetheart, you don’t want anyone else to see you like this, do you?”

Suguru flipped you on your back, finally being able to take in the beautiful view in front of him, your makeup all smeared, fluffy hair all over the place. Crying and shivering under him. You looked perfect, shaking your head no, no you didn’t want people to see you like this.

“better cum quick then.”

He settled between your jellied legs, placing them over his broad shoulders and burying his face between your soft thighs, holding you by the hips.

“Wait-ahh”

Tongue lapping at your juices, all the way from your pussy to your swollen clit.

“Oh for fuck’s sake Sugu.” Gojo mumbled, clamping his hand over your mouth to stop you from making too much noise. As rough as he was with you, in that moment you found yourself being thankful for the gesture.

Your small hands subconsciously found their way into Suguru’s long hair, gripping onto the silky locks, not sure if you were trying to pull him off you or push his face further in, grind yourself into it. It made him groan, he continued tongue fucking you, the pad of his thumb hovering over your small nub so threateningly.

“Do you wanna go back to your room now my love?” He spoke, greedy mouth still latched onto your cunt.

Satoru laughed at your enthusiastic nods. You were so close.

All Geto had to do was give your clit a gentle suck and you were gushing all over his face. Back arching off the table, your knuckles turning white with how hard you gripped onto his hair while you came for the second time in the last 10 minutes.

You almost passed out due to the intensity of your orgasm.

“Good girl, that’s it, such a pretty girl.”

“Finally, now let’s get the fuck outta here?”

Gojo rolled his eyes at Geto, who was now bending down to kiss you so sweet, you could taste yourself on his lips even through the haze, kissing him back.

“Of course, but I’ve yet to punish her for earlier.”

You let out a soft whine, feeble hands pushing at his marble-like chest, there couldn’t possibly be more right? You thought he was satisfied. If all of that wasn’t part of his punishment then what was?

You weren’t even sure you wanted to find out but despite your horror, Geto reached inside the pocket of his pants, pulling out- unbeknownst to you- a bullet vibrator.

“Let get back to your room first, you’d like that right?”

If it wasn’t obvious to you right now, it wouldn’t be long until you found out who’s really the meaner friend.

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rooshi · 3 years ago

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out of distractions.

𖦹 minors don’t interact. ┊ wc: 3,9K.

𖦹 content: mean dom!satoru, unprotected sex, m! masturbation, breeding!kink, age gap, cunniligus, power imbalance, slight role play + power play, use of sex toys, teacher x student dynamics, overstimulation, groping, squirting, dark content.

𖦹 pairings: pervy!teacher!satoru gojō x camgirl!fem!reader.

ᥫ᭡. this is for Dirty Money Collab; collab by the most lovelys babes out of here @festive & @novaresque ! ♡

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rooshi · 3 years ago

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Hot Dilf looking for babysitter

Pairing: Dilf!Sukuna x babysitter!Reader (female) Genre: smut, modern AU Word Count: 3.5k Warnings: 18+, smut, age gap (Reader is 21 and Sukuna is 40), oral, cum eating, vaginal penetration, hair pulling, dirty talk, praise, use of the name Daddy, reader gets a bit of baby fever when she sees Dilf Sukuna :), mentions of breeding and potential future pregnancy. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

This is my first contribution to my sweet friend @scandescent 's Dirty Money Collab. I chose Dilf!Sukuna and Babysitter!Reader :) Thank you so much for organizing this amazing collab, Abby! And also, Happy Birthday to you! 💗

You like your job as a babysitter. It's the perfect way to earn money since you started college. So far, the kids are cute, the parents are nice, and the money is good. The only thing that bugs you sometimes is your friend's teasing comments about Dilfs and Milfs.

"Please, have you seen the people I babysit for? There is no one I would want to get dirty with. They are old."

"Old doesn't mean they aren't hot, though!"

You always roll your eyes and brush it off. Stupid. As if you would let a 40-something dad hit it.

Now you gained a new potential customer, and the teasing gets out of control.

Itadori Sukuna, 40, rich businessman, divorced with one child. His apartment is in one of the city's wealthiest neighborhoods, and his company is well-known. His little son is in daycare, but Mr. Itadori needs someone to look after him when he's working in the evenings.

You made the mistake of telling your friends about him, and now they have the time of their lives coming up with dirty scenarios while drinking coffee before your first meeting with Mr. Itadori.

"Ooooh, rich Dilf looking for little pet to spoil! You should try to become his sugar baby! I bet he's lonely after the divorce."

"His name sounds sexy! And businessman? Maybe he will bend you over a desk and..."

"Stop it!"

"Why, (y/n)? Come on, don't be so boring!"

"We don't even know what he looks like. He's probably ugly."

He isn't.

In fact, the man who introduces himself as "Itadori Sukuna, but please call me Sukuna, since you will be looking after my most precious possession." is gorgeous as hell.

He is tall and muscular, looking sexy in his tailored black suit with a red dress shirt and black tie. He looks his age but in an attractive way. It finally makes you understand why someone might get the urge to call someone Daddy during sex.

Mature and confident. Sukuna is hot. His smirk is arrogant but that makes it even sexier. His pretty maroon eyes look at you with an intensity that leaves you breathless.

He has pink hair. Something he did because his little son wanted Daddy to dye his hair in a pretty color, apparently. Fuck... you feel your knees get weak when he laughs softly, a low sexy rumble, and his eyes sparkle at you.

"I need someone for the late afternoons and evenings mostly since I have a lot of business dinners. And sometimes I have to leave town for a day or two. My ex-wife is working in Shanghai for the next half year, so it's a bit hard to look after my little prince all on my own."

You get the job, and a few days later, you find yourself staring open-mouthed at the beautiful apartment complex Sukuna lives in. The interior of his penthouse is just as impressive. All in black and white, with modern shiny surfaces and expensive furniture. Classy. Just like Sukuna himself.

His maroon gaze watches you intently in a way that makes your pulse quicken. His typical smug smirk shouldn't be so sexy, but you can't help it. There's something about the way he carries himself that makes you nervous. It's seductive somehow.

He's dressed for work in a Tom Ford suit with a white shirt and black tie, golden cuff links sparkling in the sunlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. His pink hair is styled perfectly, making your hands twitch with the urge to run your fingers through it.

He's carrying his son Yuuji on his left hip, one muscular arm wrapped around him, cooing at him and ruffling his hair, and somehow it is the most attractive thing you ever saw a man do.

His son is a sweetheart. Pretty like his father and definitely a spoiled little prince but also really cute. The way Sukuna is holding him and talking to him makes both your heart and your pussy throb. Why is it so attractive to see this powerful, dominant man all soft and sweet for a three-year-old?

Maybe it's your hormones. Maybe you are ovulating. Maybe it's your body going into baby fever. Or maybe this man in front of you is just the sexiest guy you ever saw. Maybe you finally understand what a Dilf is.

"I will leave Yuuji in your care now. Call me if anything happens or if you need anything. I left money on the kitchen counter if you want to go get ice cream or something. Keep the rest and buy something nice for yourself. See it as a small welcome present."

He smiles at his son, a genuine dazzling smile that makes his handsome face look so pretty that you fear you will drool all over yourself if you keep looking.

"Ok Yuu, Daddy's going to work now. Have fun, sweetie, ok? (Y/n) will take good care of you. She's really nice. Why don't you show her your favorite toys?"

The first day with little Yuuji is perfect. He is a sweet child, a bit cheeky at times but cute. You take him to the ice cream parlor and a playground, and seeing him laugh and play is tugging at your heart because it's so adorable.

Later on, you get him ready for bed, chuckling when Yuuji looks at you with big honey-colored eyes and asks in that typical innocent way children have:

"Today was fun! Will you go to the playground with me more often now? Please say yes! Daddy has been lonely since mommy moved out! He will be happy if you stay here!"

You feel guilty because your mind provides you with an image of your naked body entwined with Sukuna, helping him chase away his loneliness. No! You have to stop! He is your boss! It's unprofessional and stupid to even imagine something like that!

And yet... he is hot! And he left 80.000 yen on the kitchen counter for ice cream and the welcome gift for you. This means you can buy that new jacket you want and don't have to worry about groceries for several weeks.

Sexy and generous. It's a dangerous combination. One that makes your whole body brim with excitement.

It's getting late, and you help Yuuji into his pj's and brush his teeth thinking once again that he's really an adorable child and that he looks so much like his dad.

And then there it is. The most traitorous thought:

I wonder how Sukuna's and my kid would look like?

No, no, no, no!! This is so wrong! You are 21. You don't want to be a mom! What has gotten into you?

Little Yuuji doesn't know about your inner struggle. He smiles his sunshine smile at you and takes your hand, tugging you back into his room, where he shoves a book into your arms and plops down on his bed with a happy laugh.

You're in the middle of reading his bedtime story to him when the door opens. Pink hair and pretty maroon eyes greet you from where Sukuna peeks inside the room curiously.

His handsome face lights up when he sees Yuuji snuggled into your arms, listening intently to the bedtime story you are reading to him. And you are flooded by warmth, knowing that you made him happy by taking good care of his precious prince.

Sukuna comes inside, making your heart jump to your throat when you see that he has taken off his suit jacket. The white dress shirt is tantalizingly snug on his buff figure, showing you the outline of all the toned muscles that wait beneath it. Several buttons are undone, exposing smooth tan skin and the swell of defined pecs.

Your face feels too hot, and you avert your gaze, utterly flustered. Why does this man have such an effect on you?

"Did everything go well? Did you have fun, sweetie?"

"Yesss, daddy!! (Y/n) took me to the playground, and we had strawberry and chocolate ice cream, and I saw a ladybug, and I built a sandcastle!"

"That sounds like a fantastic day. Now scoot over a bit, so Daddy can read the rest of the story to you, ok?"

You hate yourself for the way your pussy throbs when you hear him refer to himself as Daddy. Oh god, please, no! You have to get out of here! You have to stop thinking dirty thoughts about this man! And if your friends ever find out about this, the teasing will never stop!

But of course, you come back again when Sukuna calls you three days later, asking if you have time Friday evening. He has to meet a CEO from another company.

You take Yuuji to the playground again, and later on, make popcorn and watch a Disney movie with him and then bring him to bed, waiting in the living room afterwards, watching tv until Sukuna comes home.

You aren't prepared to see him in light grey sweatpants and a tight white shirt, gym bag slung over his broad shoulders. His biceps flex enticingly when he puts the bag down and when you try to look away, your gaze lands on the bulge in his pants where his obviously big dick is temptingly outlined by the grey sweats.

Your eyes widen, and your thighs press together.

Sukuna looks at you with that sexy smirk, while running a large hand through his slightly damp pink hair.

"How was it?"

You try to appear unbothered, breathing slowly and smiling brightly at him.

"Great! Yuuji is a sweet child. I got him to sleep at 8:00."

"Ah, that's perfect! You're really good at this, thank you. I'm so lucky to have you."

To your utter horror, the praise coming from his lips makes you wet. You can feel it down there in your panties. Cream coating your pussy lips, clit throbbing excitedly.

And Sukuna walks over to you, so tall and big, towering over you with that confident smirk on his handsome face. He offers a strong hand to you, which you take, so he can pull you up from the leather couch. But his hand stays wrapped around yours for a few seconds too long, warm and strong, and he is standing far too close when his low sexy voice practically purrs:

"I don't know what I would do without you. All the other babysitters were horrible. But you are so good. Can I invite you to a drink after all the hard work?"

You can smell his shower gel lingering on his skin and the shampoo, sexy and expensive. He is so close that you feel the heat of his muscular body emanating from him. You could so easily reach out and put a hand on those buff pecs, grab them, squeeze them, press your whole body against him, feel his muscles against you, feel that big cock.

You make an embarrassing noise, a tiny squeak, and take a step back, making Sukuna laugh softly and look at you with a knowing grin.

Fuck.

He knows.

He is fully aware of the effect he has on you. Smirking at you like a big cat, a tiger, seeing his prey and circling it slowly, knowing that it can't escape. You don't even want to escape. That's the biggest problem here.

He doesn't bend you over a desk as your friends predicted playfully.

It's the kitchen counter.

Your skirt is lifted up, your panties abandoned somewhere on the fine marble floor after Sukuna yanked them off.

And Sukuna is behind you, his sweatpants and boxer briefs hastily pulled down by your hungry hands, just enough to free his thick cock and heavy balls.

One of his large hands is on your hip, the other is pressed firmly onto your mouth to keep you silent so as not to wake his son.

His fat cock drills into you unrelentingly, hitting your g-spot over and over again, making tears of bliss run down your face and your body tremble with sobs, muffled by his large hand.

He pounds you so good, making your legs shake while your body is slumped bonelessly over the kitchen counter, ass sluttily in the air, silently begging for more.

Sukuna's muscular body is caging you under him, driving you crazy with need, so completely at this strong man's mercy. And his voice is in your ear, low and sexy and far too smug:

"Easy, princess. Take your time. We gotta slow down a bit, hm?"

You sob into his hand when he pulls out almost entirely until it's just his thick cockhead stretching open your pussy lips. He's fucking you with mean teasing thrusts, just rolling his hips excruciatingly slow, making you jerk and cry and moan helplessly into his hand as you try to beg for more.

Your body shows him clearly how horny you are, hips jerking needily, pussy twitching around his swollen mushroom head as you are trying to push back against him, trying desperately to get more of his wonderful cock inside you again. You have never been so horny for a dick in your whole life.

"So needy, hm? That's so cute. Don't worry, sweetheart, Daddy will take good care of your cute little pussy."

You see stars when he rams his fat girth back into you, snapping his hips to fuck you deep and hard, making you fall apart on his gorgeous cock like no one did before. They were all just boys up until now, but Sukuna is a real man. Experienced and confident with many years of practice and a cute little son to prove it. He knows how to fuck you the right way. He knows how to fuck you dumb.

And you are dumb right now. A horny stupid mess for this sexy Dilf. The only thing your brain is able to do right now is scream at you that you want him to cum inside you, fuck you full of his cum. Fuck a sweet baby into you.

After all, he is really good at that, right? He can make really cute babies! Oh god, you want him to fill your pussy with his warm, fertile seed and give you your own little Sukuna!

That's the thought that makes you cum. You cry out into Sukuna's hand, pussy clamping down on his thick cock, jerking with the powerful waves of orgasm he fucks out of you, pussy so eager to milk all his seed out of his gorgeous cock.

But he doesn't let you have that. Instead, he pulls out with a soft low groan.

"Come here, darling. On your knees for Daddy."

His strong hand twists in your hair and tugs on it, pulling you up from the kitchen counter and towards him. He presses you gently but firmly onto your knees. And you look up at him with big eyes, pupils blown wide from bliss and a fucked-out expression on your face.

Sukuna moans softly, unable to control himself, apparently. It makes your pussy throb, arousal already rushing through you again.

"Open your mouth, pretty girl."

His maroon eyes are almost black with desire, burning into yours. You obey him eagerly, opening your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out for Daddy, as you look up at him through tear-stained lashes.

He takes his gorgeous cock into his hand. He is so big and pretty, glistening wetly from your cream that gushed onto him, combined with thick drops of pre-cum slowly running down his veiny length.

"D...Daddy...please....let me... oh please..."

He smirks and moans at the same time, and then his hand in your hair tightens again, pulling your face closer to that wonderful cock. Your tongue darts out needily, and you press it flat against his thick base, never averting your gaze from him as you slowly lick up all the way to his swollen pink tip, following the fat vein on the underside of his hard length, tasting yourself on him.

His long lashes flutter, and a guttural groan escapes his parted lips, low and soft, always so careful to keep the noise down. Such a good Daddy. Always so worried about his little son.

You whimper needily at the thought, lips brushing over his wet cockhead. And Sukuna's sure hands are there, one in your hair holding you firmly in place, the other wrapped around his cock, guiding his swollen pink tip to your mouth, rubbing it over your lips, circling them slowly, coating them with his pre and your cream.

You pepper tender wet kisses onto his mushroom head, tongue darting out to flick soft kitten licks over it.

And Sukuna growls. It's such a needy and feral sound that it makes you moan, and your whole body jerks as horniness pools in your gut and pulses hotly through your clit.

"Such a cute little kitten, hm? Now be good to Daddy, will you? Make Daddy cum."

And you are. You are so good to Daddy. It's all you want at this moment. To please this sexy strong man in front of you. To suck and kiss his cock until he shoots his sweet hot cum into your mouth and down your hungry throat.

It takes only a few minutes until he does just that, muscular thighs flexing under your hands, thick cock twitching in your mouth as a soft low groan escapes Sukuna's mouth and his fingers twist almost painfully in your hair.

He cums a lot, hot milky cum spurting into your hungry mouth, flooding it in several strong waves. You drink it up obediently, moaning happily around his fat cock, hoping you are pleasing Daddy.

He pets your hair and smiles down at you before pulling his spent cock out of your mouth and holding it in front of your face.

"Be a sweetheart and clean me up really nice. Make sure you got every drop. Don't waste it, baby girl."

You are moaning while you lick him clean, pussy twitching with need, your juices coating your inner thighs, so horny again that you think you will lose your mind.

And Sukuna pulls you to your feet and kisses you for the first time. Like you finally earned the privilege of getting kissed by him, now that your mouth is christened with his cum.

You press your body needily against his tall, muscular frame, whimpering when you feel his strong arms wrap around you. His kiss is demanding, sexy and deep, tongue moving against yours in a sensual caress, fucking your mouth, making you even wetter.

A moment later, you find yourself sitting on the kitchen counter, manhandled by the strong Dilf in front of you. The sexy man who gets on his knees for you now, eyes dark with desire but a smug smirk on his handsome face, showing you that he is in control, always him.

Strong hands push your thighs apart, exposing your arousal to his hungry eyes, pussy wet with slick, inner thighs shining with it. And you can't even feel embarrassed about it. Instead, your hands tangle in his pretty pink hair, finally feeling how soft it is, and a broken moan falls from your lips when his hot tongue licks over your needy wet clit.

He chuckles softly against your wet folds making your body jerk wildly, and then he turns his face into your thigh, teeth mouthing your flesh lightly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you have to keep quiet, darling. My son is sleeping next door. Can you do that for me? Can you be a good girl and stay quiet?"

You nod eagerly, looking at him with wide feverish eyes. Yes, yes, you will do anything this sexy man asks of you!

And he blesses you with a real smile before his lips are back on your throbbing heat. They close tenderly around your puffy clit, and your hips buck uncontrollably. But strong hands hold you down as Sukuna eats you out on his luxurious kitchen counter, right where he left those 80.000 yen the first day you started working for him. Almost as if the money had been an investment that would lead up to this moment...

But your mind is too foggy, too dazed with pleasure to form coherent thoughts as Sukuna's tongue flicks expertly against you with gentle but firm licks that make your clit stiffen and your mouth fall open in a silent scream.

You cum all over that handsome face, tugging desperately on soft pink hair as your sexy Dilf-boss licks an orgasm out of you that makes your cream gush messily onto his tongue. Your whole body trembles violently, as wave after wave of bliss is licked out of you.

Sukuna presses one last kiss to your overstimulated clit before smirking up at you, lips wet from your cream. His large hands are massaging your thighs firmly.

"Such a pretty pussy and such a pretty girl. You were so good tonight. Daddy is proud of you. You're good at pleasing Daddy and also good with kids. If you keep being such a good girl, I might even fuck my cum into your cute pussy someday. Would my pretty princess like that? Do you want one of my pretty babies? Yuuji would love to have a little brother or sister. I just need to find the right mommy for them."

The way your pussy twitches needily at his words is all the answer he needs, and you see his smug smirk growing even bigger.

Yes, this Daddy knows exactly what he's doing.

Thank you so much for reading! How do you like Dilf!Sukuna? Would you like to work for him too? I would! Thank you again to Abby for this fun collab! I had so much fun writing sexy Daddy Sukuna, and honestly, the scenes where he is with little Yuuji made me go "awwwww." I guess I am a very willing victim for this hot Dilf lmaooo. Please let me know what you think! Comments and reblogs make me happy.

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