I rlly wanna play with afab!yeonjun's clit while he bends over a table☹️💔 I wanna make his legs shake and everything
coming home to him cooking a delicious dinner for you, knowing how stressful work is for you right now. all he wants to do is make it all better, give me a little reprieve from all of the frustration of your day.
he calls hi to you when he hears the door unlock and you slowly shuffle in, grumbling about something under your breath.
he understands. as much as it makes him sad to see you like this. so tired and upset.
so he smiles when you enter the kitchen. "hi baby, dinner's almost ready, i just have to finish this up and then-"
he barely has a chance to finish his sentence, much less greet you any better and ask you how your day's been before your body is pressing against his from behind, pinning him to the counter.
"wha-what are you doing, you're gonna bur-"
your hand reaches around him, shutting off the burner before maneuvering back to him, slipping beneath his apron to tug lightly at the waistband of the criminally short pair shorts he's wearing.
your breath is hot against his ear, your chin pressing against his shoulder, "m' so sorry baby, just can't help myself, just wanna play with your pretty pussy~"
he knows he shouldn't-
but he folds just like that-
moaning when your fingers play with his clit through his shorts, it feels so good fucking good but it's not enough, he wants you in him, touching him directly, feeling how wet you're getting him.
"m' sorry baby, just wanna feel you cum on my fingers, wanna make a mess out of you" you mutter again, "i'm so, so sorry."
he feels his cunt clench around nothing, aching to have you inside of him, to have you playing with him until he can't take anymore of it and then going on, still.
yeonjun makes no protests when you press him against the edge of the table, manhandling him like he weighs nothing to you.
but you're still gentle, god you're still so fucking gentle with him like he's something precious that you're afraid to break and that's what makes his head spin like he's floating.
"my shorts-" his voice sounds hoarse, his hips bucking against your hand as your fingers feel the warmth seeping through the fabric. "take them off, please take them off,"
you oblige him, leaving open-mouthed kisses over the back of his neck, sweeping his hair out of the way with your nose for better purchase as your fingers deftly un-work the drawstrings of his shorts, dropping them around his ankles.
"fuck," you groan, "you're so fucking wet,"
he can hardly control his body. his thrusting hips or shaking body, his clit throbbing as you rub it through his soaked panties.
he can't take this anymore, he can't take this anymore.
you take mercy on him, hooking your fingers around the soaked fabric and pulling to the side, brushing them through his folds before slowly, teasingly dipping a finger into him, pulling out just as quickly as he sobs, unable to help how his thighs shake on either side.
teeth nip at his earlobe, hoarse moans filling the room, failing to keep himself quiet. "i'm so sorry junnie, m' gonna make you feel so good, make you cum so hard."
"please," he doesn't even recognize his voice anymore, how quickly you've made him sound this wrecked. "please, please just do it, i can't take it anymore!"
he doesn't understand how you make him like this, needy and desperate and splayed out bent over the table with his legs spread, begging for you to just play with his pussy until he can't think straight anymore.
but it doesn't matter because you flip him over, gently resting his back against the table as you let two fingers slip into him, ripping a guttural groan from deep in his chest and start rubbing your thumb over his sensitive clit, red and throbbing from the friction of the fabric.
he looks down at you with half-lidded, bleary eyes, rimmed with tears that are barely hanging on. "don't stop, please don't stop-"
his lips are slick with spit, swollen from him biting at them. you kiss him. you kiss him over and over and over again. and you don't stop, muttering breathlessly between the clashes of your lips.
not when he cums the first time, slick dripping down your fingers, making the slide all the easier. making his body all the more sensitive.
"i'll make it up to you, promise."
not when he cums a second time, trembling, legs trying to close around your hand only for you to pin them open again.
"g'na make you feel so good,"
not when he squirts all over your fingers, a muffled scream making it past his lips, his eyes rolling back as he soaks your hand and you continue, still.
"love you, love you so, so much."
you mutter, finally pulling away to see what a mess you've made of him. of spit and slick and cum.
and his widen as you get on your knees, strong hands keeping them separated.
when you look at him with those eyes and he can't say no to you as you stick your tongue out and lick a broad stripe through his folds, ignoring the way he screams in oversensitivity and pleasure and groaning with the way he tastes.
"m' so sorry baby,"
a/n: not proofread, and probably never will😽just enjoying yeonjun with a pussy
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maybe reader worshipping jakes body? can be the first avatar or second one. I was just thinking about his abs and ARGGRAGGHH
this is what i think about. all. the. time. with this jake specifically i cannot
like kissing down his neck and muttering praises into his skin. jake’s hands are pulling you into him, eyes sliding shut as he takes in your kisses and he’s practically purring under you.
you glide lower and down to his abdomen, taking your time to kiss and suck over his skin. you feel him shiver under you as your hands rub along his sides, “so pretty.” you say in between pecks.
jake reaches a hand down to cradle your jaw and his eyes glimmer as he peers into yours. his heart beats wildly in his chest. your lips puffy and your cheeks flushed a magenta hue, he wanted nothing more than to bring you up and kiss you. take you here until you’re crying out his name.
but he refrains. allowing you to worship him at your leisure as he just watches you with his eyes clouded with lust.
the tips of your fingers trace along the outlines of the stripes on his sides, your lips pressing kisses to the scars that were littered along the expanse of his skin. jake runs a thumb over the plush of your lips, slowly sinking his thumb between them and his ears flutter when you suck around the digit.
placing a kiss on the pad of his thumb before you suck a bruise into his skin. teasingly running your hands down the thick of his thighs, your teeth nips at the flesh of his hip and he bucks up into you. you giggle, your lips ghosting over the bite.
you skip lower, trailing your lips up his thigh from the junction of his knee and you hum as his fingers tangle in your hair. just narrowly skipping over where he needed you the most, you take your time kissing up his other thigh.
he twitches as your fingers steadily traces the underside of his cock. you swipe your tongue over the precome that pooled at his slit and you fixate on his response. ears fluttered back, his eyebrows knitted together and his lip caught in between his teeth was enough to make you rub your thighs together in need.
you pump his cock slowly— focusing at the head as you lick a long, teasing stripe up the underside. he hisses once you take him into the warmth of your mouth, bobbing up and down his cock and using your hand to rub what couldn’t fit. his fingers tuck a stray braid behind your ear and he purrs when you nuzzle against his palm.
your hands never still around his length when you place a kiss to the tip of his cock, smiling as you see a deep flush etching its way up jake’s chest, “my pretty boy.”
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THE GOJO FAKE DATING SCENARIO U WROTE??? CHEFS KISS AHHHH I LOVE IT
anon, I can't get it out of my head!!
I just think that gojo is the type of guy to go all out at "pretending" to be your boyfriend. he'll even steal a kiss in the spur of a moment, just brushing his lips over your cheek to leave a tiny peck that makes your face heat up uncontrollably. it's surprisingly so soft, you can't stop thinking about how his mouth might feel on yours instead afterwards. everyone buys into it, mistaking your flustered expression as sheer infatuation and blushing love.
and satoru finds himself enjoying playing the part far more than anticipated. at first, he thought it would be fun to tease you about it when it's all over, ready to put you in a state of servitude for having to fulfill such an important role. but then he finds himself naturally leaning into your frame, mindlessly searching for your hand in his own during quiet moments, and starts soaking in all your pretty features at a close and personal range...
you consider gojo a "frenemy" (a term that you sweetly coined your turbulent relationship) because he usually gets under your skin, and you spend almost every encounter bantering with each other but this trip changes everything. but there is no way he can go back that. there is no way he can simply forget just how deeply he wants you.
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im surprised on how much you liked bllk.. 😰
even though I was the one who told you to watch it, I think you like it more than I do bc someone will tell me about a bllk character and I'm like "yea they're a pretty cool fucking dude who's cute"
and you on the other hand is like "I NEEEED TO FUCK THEM, I NEED TO MAKE THEM CRYYY AND SOBB."
SO MANY OF THEM ARE CUTE I CANT HELP IT.
bachira, nagi, isagi, chigiri, reo, sae, and rin like i cant they are so perfect i need them. and all of there personalities are so different, but they are so hot individually and i just AHHHHHH
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