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silverskyeline · 9 months ago

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'look at me' 18+

oneshot - logan can't fuck like he used to, but you don't care. you get on top, gladly taking care of him in return. (2k words) pairing - logan howlett (logan 2017) x gn!reader tags: pre-established relationship, doggy style, penetration, dom!logan, reader rides logan, filthy talking logan, he talks you through it, rough, praise kink, cursing, mutual orgasm, choking, 'use your words', unprotected sex, creampie, sweet ending

logan can't keep up like he used to, but he still fucks you like a man possessed when he's able, like a rabid animal - hips bucking, muscles flexing, baring his teeth as he takes you.

his rough, calloused and scarred hands grip your waist, contrasting against your soft skin. that veiny length makes quick work of your needy hole, just like you wanted.

moments before, you'd teased him for the tent in his blue jeans. logan had cocked a smirk, that same signature smirk that always renders you weak at the knees as he began unbuckling his belt, taking his sweet time. you would wait, he knew you'd wait, you were good for him like that. the distinct sound of the clinking metal and the unsheathing of leather caused a shiver to run down your spine, a throbbing in your core. you needed him just as much as he needed you.

.・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・.

it wasn't fair, how he could tell as soon as he entered a room just how much you wanted him. he could smell it, smell your arousal clear as day, he'd teased you about it so many times. the scent fills his mind every time, makes his cock twitch in his boxers, the need to have you almost overwhelming.

your soft wanting moans drift to his ears, one of his palms sliding up to the base of your spine as he keeps you firmly bent over on the bed, fucking into you with purpose. rough grunting spills from his lips, your head turning to catch his eye, watching as beads of sweat form on his forehead. chest rising and falling, logan grits his teeth.

"this what you wanted, huh?" he grunts, his sentence punctuated with a particularly harsh thrust that knocks the wind from both of you, "you wanted my cock? hm? just couldn't fuckin' help but tease and tease. . ."

you whine, gripping the sheets in front of you as the room fills with the lewd sound of skin on skin. he always liked it rough, plus - you'd known logan long enough to know how he liked to channel his anger into sex. and he was fucking good at it. you'd take it, again and again, as harsh as he wanted to give. because you knew that as soon as you were done, he'd be scrambling to pepper soft kisses along your neck, praising you for how good you'd been for him.

his thrusts falter, and you reach back to take his wrist in your hand in a comforting gesture. the harsh panting tells you all you need to know, his grip on you fading. but it's alright, you know how to take care of him, too. you tug at his wrist and after a brief moment of hesitation, he pulls out and lays beside you, looking almost defeated.

your hips find their home atop his and you nestle against him, slowly grinding back and forth on his length. his hands immediately search for your thighs, pawing at the flesh as he looks up at you. you drink in his expression, the way he's looking at you through his heavy eyelids, his scarred, sweaty bare chest rising and falling harshly.

"let me take care of you. . ." you whisper, your hands sliding up across the feverish skin on his chest, threading through the hair that grows there.

he licks his lips, attempting to protest "but i-"

"shhhh. . ." you shake your head, inching upwards to brush his leaking tip against your entrance and he hisses at the contact, "i said let me take care of you. . ."

you sink down on his cock, gasping as he fills you once more - at this point, you've memorised every vein on that thing. you love how he fills you so completely, how you almost, almost struggle to take him in all the way.

"fuck. . ." he huffs, his eyes fluttering shut as he grasps your thighs, sinking into the bed. he hates it, hates how fucking tired he gets nowadays. but damn if you don't look like the prettiest little thing bouncing on his cock like that.

and you want to comfort him, to let him know that it's okay. you'd ride him every night if he'd let you, but he always insists that he can do it, that he can still go as hard and as fast as he used to all those years ago. fast or slow, it didn't bother you, as long as you had logan, you'd be happy, content with even a passing glance from him in your direction.

"look so pretty up there. . ." he coos breathlessly, watching you bounce, his hand snaking up to rest on your stomach as he admires you.

you moan, tilting your head back - and he groans in response, dick twitching desperately, aching to fill you as his hips buck against your movements. he loves watching you ride him like this, watching as you take control, set the pace you want.

the rough hand on your stomach drifts upwards, finding its home around your neck, gently still. but even the soft grip has you reeling, gripping his wrist. you know he still wants to feel some control, that it wasn't because he was losing energy that he was on his back, no. . . it was a choice.

and you indulge him, working down over his cock with your tight hole, clamping around him as your hips meet his over and over. he's groaning, grumbling, eyes fluttering shut as he's lost in the way you take him.

"logan, look at me. . ." you whisper pleadingly, nails digging into his chest, fingertips tracing across the scars there.

immediately his eyes open to lock onto yours, and when he sees you? fuck, he needs more. he uses his grip on your throat to pull you down into a deep kiss, breathing heavily through his nose as his tongue delves into your mouth. you love how much more experienced he is than you, how he makes quick work of you every fucking time, has you a mess for him, opening up to him in every way you can.

"yeah. . . that's it. . ." he grumbles against your lips, kissing you with a fierce passion that borders on animalistic between words, "keep workin' that cock, keep bouncin', you're doin' so well."

you clench around him at those very words, unable to even think straight with his tongue shoved into your mouth and his cock stuffed deep inside you. he's taking you in every way you'll give yourself to him. even with him on his back and with half his energy he's still able to have you squirming.

and the praise, the fucking praise. logan knows just how to talk to you to make you melt. he'll fuck you roughly, desperately pumping his dick into you whilst whispering that you're the prettiest thing he's ever seen into your ear. he'll have you split in half with his thick arms hooked around your legs whilst telling you that you're so good for him, calling you sweet pet names that contrast his rough movements.

that voice of his, gravely, deep, rumbling. you can't think straight when he talks to you this way.

"such a sweet little thing," he groans, his hand on your thigh snaking around to give your ass a quick slap before grabbing a handful. light work for him considering the size of his hands - don't even get him started on what he likes to do with those. . .

you call his name, whimpering against his lips as you try to keep up with his kisses all while riding him. your mind is blank, slamming your hips down against him as he bucks up, meeting your thrusts - sending him deeper and deeper.

his hand on your neck traces along your skin to grip the back of your head, feeling as his digits spread across your scalp. "fuuuuuck," he groans, "can feel how tight you are, you're gonna cum, huh?" logan asks, though it's less of a question and more of a statement. he knows your body better than you do.

you nod, whimpering pathetically, inches from his lips.

eyes darting from your mouth, up into your gaze, he grins, "use your words, c'mon. i asked you a question."

"yes logan, yes, fuck- i'm gonna cum!" you cry out, tilting your hips as you chase that high he wants to give you.

with his mouth open, he pants, watching you above him with a keen fascination as your face contorts in pleasure. slowly, a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. his favourite thing in the world is to watch you come undone around him, the way your eyes roll back, your pulse quickening under his fingertips.

"c'mon, c'mon, c'mon. . ." he growls, rutting into you from below, feeling as you spasm around his hard, girthy length, "if you cum, i'll cum nice and deep inside you, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"logan. . ." you whine, a clear yes. your head dips down to press against his shoulder, unable to keep yourself upright with the intensity of it all.

he chuckles and it's like music to your ears, loving those rare little noises of his - treasuring the sounds he makes while enjoying you.

both hands are back on your hips now, guiding you, slamming you down onto him as you gasp with each thrust, "c'mon. . . give me what i want, what we both want - make a mess for me."

his words hit you like a command, a call to arms - you will cum for him, make a mess of him and his sheets. you're calling his name into the skin of his neck as you cry out, feeling the orgasm beginning to tear through you.

and he can feel it, feel how you convulse and clamp down on his dick, causing him to gasp. he's moaning, groaning, words catching at the back of his throat as he tries to continue to talk you through it - but he can't. you're fucking him too good, he's gonna cum too.

ropes and ropes of white hot cum fill you, pushed deeper and deeper by his faltering thrusts as his dick twitches with each spray. you gasp, writhing against him as he holds you firmly in place, pulling you down one last time and holding you there as he empties into you completely.

you're whimpering, whining, body jerking as the intensity increases as you roll your hips, riding out the last of your orgasm until you're both left a panting, sweaty mess.

"holy fuck. . ." he whispers into the air, closing his eyes to centre himself, world spinning.

meanwhile, you can't even talk, can't even think about forming words, mind instead occupied with feeling his hot cum dripping out of you.

logan pets the back of your head, stroking your hair gently in an attempt to help you come back into the moment. he wants to thank you, but that's never been his strong suit. instead, he kisses the crown of your head, peppering kisses down along your forehead as he hooks his thumb and forefinger under your chin to bring your face closer to his.

he looks into your hazy, exhausted eyes, his own gaze full of love and appreciation. this is what he lives for - watching you bathe in the afterglow, being lucky enough to look into your eyes every day, being blessed enough to have you here like this.

you greet him with a sleepy, almost bashful smile.

he smiles too, and god, butterflies blossom deep within your stomach. you love him, you love him tired, you love him angry, you love him grumpy, you love him on his back, on top - whatever, you just love him.

"you're too good for me," he whispers as his lips find your forehead once more.

you know those words are his way of saying thanks, but you shake your head in protest, "stop that, not another word."

logan looks into your eyes, really looks at you, those soft hazel hues meeting your gaze. he simply smiles in silence as his hand drifts to your cheek.

the room falls into a comfortable silence, and you wonder how logan ever let you this close. but you don't care, all you care about is taking care of him.

and you will, for as long as he lets you.

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dmitriene · 1 day ago

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simon ghost riley has a quite strange perception of relationships, he can be balls deep almost every single hour inside your tight, gushing cunt with your molten, ragged voice calling out his name like a prayer, and he'd still think you aren't dating, just some casual thing between you two, even when you text him every day he's away, sending him such sacrosanct pictures only your lover should see.

he spends more than half of his free days in your apartment, stretched out over the couch, either napping or watching some movie, aside from bending you and fucking silly over the armrest, heavy body bracketing from behind, as your head dangles down uselessly, simon's hips slapping hot against the tingling, sensitive flesh of your perched asscheeks, and you don't mind, not when his full, heavy balls smack against your pebbled clit, your nerves flaring at the rough contact.

simon eats what you cook, goes around without wearing his balaclava and in nothing but some low hung sweats and simple shirt that seems just a bit too tight over his brawny chest and pumped biceps, cradles the back of your head with fingers curling tight in your hair, smushing his chapped lips against yours everytime he feels like it's a right moment for a kiss, even if it's unrestrained, spit messy and all teeth's, leaving you gasping for breath.

he eats you out as well first thing in the morning and before going to bed, next to you, making sure to sate his gut churning hunger, slobbering all over your pulsing, swollen pussy, clenching and fluttering at his every little movement, always the center of the attention, though, he gives your face a couple of kisses and let's you tug at his hair gladly, almost purring in delight, praising you through it, the imminent greediness in his eyes concealed behind fanning, pale lashes.

simon is really, always there, behind your back while you cook, joining you in a shower, making sure you're all clean but with your legs shaking, sleeping beside you, beefy body glued to your back, his calloused, wide hands burrowed under your pajama shirt, fingers splayed over your tummy as he snores in the crook of your neck, even if you leave for a shopping, he accompanies you, tucking you beneath his heavy arm with a sense of possession.

so when you go out sweet calling him as your boyfriend, he get's caught unexpectedly, eyes blinking slow and getting that little wide look you wouldn't notice often painting his face, eyebrow raised, almost tugged in a frown as if to show all his misunderstanding, rumbling that he didn't knew you're dating, and all that.

before you can ask what does proper relationship looks like for him, simon brushes you off with a wave of his hand, scooping you up in his arms, fixing you on his forearm like some princess, already leaning in to trace his tongue over the seam of your lips, humming that you would see, since you're his baby now, and he'd linger around for longer, even though he's already been particularly living at yours.

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monstersholygrail · 11 months ago

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Ghost bf craves more than anything to taste the nectar that gushes from your folds whenever he brings you to orgasm. The fact that he can’t ingest anything that’s not on his physical plane slowly brings him to feel as if he is dying all over again. Your essence so close and yet unreachable.

He refuses to give up, pumping load after load into your sloppy wet cunt. He grits his teeth, staring at the wet sheets under you in envy. The way they so easily soak up your glorious release. He doesn’t stop as he fucks his cock into you, watching you arch off the bed like a woman possessed.

His hand makes contact with your clit and you jolt, pleasurable goosebumps trailing down your legs. Your body seizes, exploding around his ghost cock just as he releases another hefty load inside of you.

Your bf doesn’t hesitate to slip out of you, leaving you to hiss at the faint stinging sensation. Your pussy fluttering closed now that his invisible length left you. His hands push against your soft thighs and you see them spreading wider in what appears to be all on their own.

A moan rips out of you, a much smaller pressure gliding between your puffy lips. Your ghost bf laps at your pussy, his spirit aching for just one taste of your sweetness.

“Wait…” you croak out, legs shaking. This being the umpteenth time he’s repeated this cycle, giving you an idea what of what he wants and is not getting.

When you don’t feel what you assume is his tongue a moment later, you weakly rise onto your elbows. Despite being spent, pleasure swirls in your gut as you watch his spectral-cum ooze out of you.

Reaching down you whimper at the sparks of over sensitivity as you move your fingers through your folds in small circles, mixing your release with his. Your breathing picks up, the sight more erotic than you can admit. But you can feel yourself growing wetter and you can only imagine your bfs smug expression.

“That should work, right?” You ask into your seemingly empty bedroom, not expecting an answer as always.

A moment later you feel that pressure return, a gasp escaping your lips. Your bf slowly licks at your combined cum. His own musk crashes into his tastebuds and for a moment that’s all he tastes. But then, as if the door to the afterlife has finally been opened he tastes the most heavenly flavor as it coats his tongue.

Ghost bf moans, the sound moving through the wind and sending a shiver up your spine. You chuckle lightly but you quickly choke on it as your bf returns full force, happily slobbering up every last drop of cum he can find. His cock already prepped to do this all again.

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euno11a · 11 months ago

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it is proven that majority of women can’t orgasm from intercourse alone. So imagine reader who can’t make herself cum, no matter how she touches her swollen little bud.

it’s becoming more annoying as you keep trying, different speeds, pressures, and angles, but nothing seems to work for you! It’s gotten to the point where you’ve quite frankly given up on even touching yourself. You’ve tried for so long, yet always get nothing.

so imagine telling Simon when he asks you, oh so kindly when on deployment, to touch yourself with him to make you both feel good. The silence over the phone when you say you can’t.

“What?”

“I just can’t. I’ve tried, but it just doesn’t work for me.”

“‘Ave ya-?”

“I’ve done everything, Simon! I can’t, okay?”

it was clear that this was something that you weren’t comfortable with talking about. It made you upset that you didn’t “function correctly” like other women. So the night Simon came home, he greeted you with a soft kiss. There wasn’t any harsh underlying emotion, just soft and sweet love. His large and calloused hands would cup your cheeks and look at your eyes, watching the slight confusion slip into your gaze.

now laying against his sturdier chest, looking at yourself in the mirror with him behind you, you knew what was happening. He gently pulled down your sleeping pants, taking his time to let his fingertips brush against every inch of your thighs, all the way down to your ankles. And soon enough, off came your panties too. He started by admiring the slight glistening of your slick right by your entrance, using his fingers to gently dip into the fluid that he loved. Dragging his fingers upwards, he brought his fingertips to the side of your clit, letting your slick be the lube for his fingers.

Simon looked at you through the mirror, keeping eye contact as his fingers pressed onto your clit. The gasp that left your lips was sudden, almost reaching down to grab his wrist, but stopping when he gave you a stern warning look. Everything felt different - his touch felt electrifying, while yours felt like watching paint dry. Why was it so different? Your eyes fluttered shut, head resting on his shoulder when he started speeding up his small circular motion. Your thighs spread a little more, shuddering when you felt a build up in your lower tummy. That burn you never felt unless you used a toy, the burn you got before you were clouded with euphoria; it was coming. You let out small squeaks and whimpers as your hips lifted and you came undone. Usually that’s when you’d stop, let your body just relax, but Simon kept a firm hand across your torso, using his leg to keep yours pinned down so he could still rub you till complete satisfaction.

once his movements slowed and he was panting along with you slightly, he pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder, looking at your eyes through the mirror again.

“I don’t care what time of day it is, if ye need t’cum, y’tell me and I’ll help, love. Alrigh’?”

you mustered a small nod, droopy eyes falling to the wet and sticky mess between your thighs, and the lovely hands that helped you along the way.

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chastiefoul · 4 months ago

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waking them up with kisses

ft. nanami, gojo, sukuna, toji short, fluff, light-hearted. honestly such a word-vomit, written while i was half asleep. but hey hope you enjoyed it nonetheless! slightly suggestive on gojo

nanami

there’s a slight smile on his face by the third time your lips made contact with his skin, yet he showed no of being awake to you, who’s still oblivious to his subtle change of expression as you kept peppering soft kisses across his cheekbone. finally a low chuckle escaped him, he just couldn’t help it. “good morning to you too, my love,” he muttered, pulling you who’s still in his arms closer. the warmth of your body as he embraced you sent an unexplainable ticklish feeling to his stomach.

“seriously, it took so many kisses to wake you up,” you said lightly, brushing the strand of his blond hair. such a weird sensation, to be this giddy right after you woke up, but it’s one nanami welcomed so openly. “hmm, i might need even more to be fully awake,” he replied with a teasing smile, closing his eyes. you felt his leg tangling with yours, there wasn’t a part of his body that wasn’t touching yours. like a cat snuggling for warmth.

your hand couldn’t keep itself still, moving from his hair to his cheek. running along your thumb gently across his lashes, and the man suddenly fluttered them open. there wasn’t anything except love as he gazed at you so softly, grabbing your hand as he planted a kiss on your palm. all of it just felt so right, and you couldn’t help but wish that time ticked slower in small moments like this.

gojo

a big grin made its way to his face almost immediately when you started showering the man with kisses. his hair messy from sleep as he lied down, surrendering himself to your attacks; he laughed genuinely, the beautiful sound made you more determined. the mere expression of him being that happy brought you the same if not more amount of joy.

when you finally pulled away there’s a satisfied smile on his face as he opened his eyes. “best morning ever,” he said, pulling you close to his chest, forcing you to rest your head there as you listened to his steady heartbeat. “that’s what you said last time too when i woke you up with a head,” you bantered, there’s a lightness in your chest. he chuckled once more.

“well every morning i start by seeing your face is the best one baby, couldn’t help it,” he muttered, very lightly pinching your cheek as he said this. he then raised your chin with a finger, making you look up at him as he kissed your lips sweetly, moving slowly at the beat of his own drums as he pecked the outer corner of your mouth, and then your cheek. and then there’s just pure mischief on his eyes.

“my turn now!”

sukuna

sukuna indulged himself in a few more of your gentle touches on his face, the softness of it almost made him felt like he was out of place. yet he couldn’t help it, savoring each of your kiss as to making sure he won’t get used to it. finding wonders to every of your move as he cherished it so.

“i’m awake,” he mumbled, thinking it’ll stop you from doing it. but when your response was just to give you more of it he couldn’t help but blinked awake; the sight of you smiling down at him almost made his heart burst. “morning!” you said sweetly, resting the palm of your hand on his bare chest.

“i’m already exhausted looking at your energized-self on the first light of the day,” he claimed, covering your hand with his. “well, we have a date today, of course i’m excited,” you said, the exuberance was apparent on your voice. sukuna looked like he was thinking for a moment before making you lie back down on his arms.

“let me sleep a little longer, then we will do whatever it is that you want.”

toji

“what’s got you so chirpy, hm?” he had an lazy smile on his face, eyes still closing. his calm expression betraying the giddy feeling in his chest; you were so fucking cute, what’s a man supposed to do? once again you planted a kiss on his lips, right on his scar. there it was again, the damn itch on his chest he couldn’t scratch.

“nothing, just happy,” you replied, drawing random patterns on his chest. “yeah?” he brought you closer with the hand that’s still wrapped around your waist. you nodded happily, snuggling closer to his neck.

toji thought words such as forever or eternity was bullshit until that moment, until he's got you tightly in his hold; all safe and cozy without a care in the world. yet in that split second he wanted it to be true. y’know, just to humor him a little.

“if i didn’t know any better i woulda thought you won a lottery or something.”

but it would be wrong. since he already won it when he met you.

#jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #jjk fluff #nanami x reader #nanami fluff #toji x you #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo fluff #sukuna x you #sukuna x reader #sukuna fluff #toji fluff #toji x reader

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jeonginsleftcheek · 2 months ago

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Stop the world I wanna get off with you

pairing: hyunjin x afab!reader

genre: fluff, smut

synopsis: your sweet boyfriend comes up with a way to make you feel even more connected as a couple.

wc: 7.2k

warnings: tantric sex ~ a meditative form of sex. the aim is to be present in the moment to achieve a sensual and fulfilling sexual experience, connecting with your lover on a more profound level.

(aka edging, soft lovemaking, sensual touch, making out, oral (f and m), handjob, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie)

a/n: i wrote this in two days (had to power through + it's not proofread so excuse any mistakes) and it felt so sweet and intimate and made me even more soft for hyune. happy birthday to my beloved hyune who deserves the entire universe and more💕

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You had just gotten home from work, the tiredness settling in your bones as you shucked off your shoes and coat with a deep exhale.

"Jinnie?" you called out to your beloved, scanning the living room and kitchen area in hopes of seeing a sign of him. With a little pout on your face, you made your way to the bedroom.

You slowly opened the door, thinking that he must be napping but your brows shot up in surprise when you didn't find him there either, nor heard the shower running in the bathroom.

"Jinnie?" you repeated but no answer. You shook your head with a small smile.

There was only one place you'd find him now.

You made your way to the guest room turned art studio where he was probably painting with his earphones in.

You knocked and quietly opened the door, finally finding your boyfriend, but he wasn't sitting in front of a canvas painting, he was sat at the desk, staring at his laptop. His brows were furrowed in concentration as his eyes scanned the letters on the screen, his teeth gnawing at his lip.

Upon hearing the door open, he looked up, his face softening into a smile when he laid his eyes upon you.

"Oh, hey love. I didn't hear you come in." Hyunjin said, beckoning you to come closer.

You walked closer to him and he wrapped his arm around you, swiftly pulling you in his lap and making you squeal in surprise. Your arms automatically wrapped around his shoulders as he leaned in, kissing your jaw and cheek.

"What's got you so concentrated?" you giggled a little, caressing the back of his head, the buzzed hair soft under your palm.

Hyunjin's eyes fluttered as he gently caressed your cheek, pressing his lips on yours.

"Something I wanted us to try for a long time." he whispered against your lips, kissing you slowly again. You could never get enough of his kisses, you loved it all from the little pecks he'd give you as he giggled to the most desperate and passionate make out sessions where you couldn't get enough of each other, always needing more.

"Oh yeah?" you smirked. "Something naughty?"

"Not really." Hyunjin shook his head and motioned towards his laptop, adjusting you on his lap so you were turned towards the screen. He leaned his chin on your shoulder, one arm wrapped around your stomach and his free hand scrolling up the page.

"Tantric sex?" your eyes widened, cheeks burning instantly.

"Mhm. Have you heard about it?"

"I have. It's supposed to be like meditative and sensual?" you asked, your hand caressing his arm that was holding you.

"Something like that." Hyunjin chuckled. "I just want us to connect like never before. I want to be close to you in every way possible. I want to explore you and love every part of you." he talked, his lips constantly making contact with the back of your neck.

Goosebumps appeared on your skin and you shivered, grabbing at his hand and intertwining your fingers as you turned to look at him.

"Hyunjin." you sighed, your heart beating fast against your chest.

"Don't feel pressured, my love. It's just a suggestion. You don't have to say yes." he smiled sweetly at you.

"Tell me more about it." you whispered, turning to face him fully and gently taking his face in your hands. Hyunjin giggled a little, nuzzling into your palms.

"Okay well, the point is to be in the moment with your partner, take your time as you explore each other and do stuff like breathe together and just touch each other. It doesn't have to be just sex, it's not about getting to the finish line, it's more about enjoying the journey." he explained and you nodded.

"It's supposed to bring us closer together. And when you do finish at the end, it's like the best full body orgasm you can experience." he added.

"So basically it's a huge edge fest?" you joked and Hyunjin laughed.

"Kind of, if you wanna look at it that way." he searched your eyes.

"Of course I wanna be closer to you, my love. It sounds like something wonderful, like an out of body experience." you smiled, kissing his nose.

"So, you wanna try it?" he beamed at you and you nodded.

"Yes, I'd love to." Hyunjin let out a delighted chuckle as he hugged you tighter, making you giggle.

You were a little bit nervous but excited to try something so romantic and loving with your sweet Hyunjin.

A few days later, after doing more research and discussing about it, the two of you finally had a weekend off, no other plans, perfect for enjoying each other without anyone else bothering you.

As soon as you opened your eyes that Saturday, you found Hyunjin already awake and smiling at you.

"Good morning, beautiful." he said and you whined, covering your face with the blanket, mumbling behind it.

"Don't hide." Hyunjin pried the blanket out of your fingers, pulling it down and chuckling at your disheveled state.

"You'll look at me all day today anyways." you huffed, moving your hair out of your face. He leaned in and gave you a few sweet pecks.

"I can't wait." he smiled, wrapping his arm around you.

You stayed like that quietly for some time as you caressed the back of his neck and he drew circles on your back. You almost fell back asleep until he lifted up and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"I'm gonna start preparing our space." Hyunjin said before getting up. You turned on your back, stretching with a smile.

It was really happening.

By the time you got up and made your way to the living room, Hyunjin had already moved around some furniture, preparing the carpeted floor with covers, blankets and pillows. The two of you thought your living room would be the best option, it was spacious and full of light, usually the room where you relaxed, with all the pretty paintings Hyunjin had hung on the walls and the flower pots you had scattered around.

It was also the room where you first kissed and made love on your third date, when you invited Hyunjin over for a home cooked dinner.

"Need help?" you asked and Hyunjin nodded.

"I prepared some fruit in the kitchen. And water bottles. You can bring it here." he said and you walked away to the kitchen, bringing all the stuff to the living room.

Hyunjin was lighting up some scented candles before he turned to smile at you.

"Do you think it's warm enough here? I turned on the heating."

"It's fine. Comfortable." you nodded.

You decided to eat a simple toast for breakfast and have just a little bit of coffee. There was a strict rule of no devices whatsoever, just you and Hyunjin in your own little world so he grabbed your phones and laptops, leaving it all turned off in your bedroom.

Lastly, Hyunjin dimmed the lights and took your hand in his gently, a sweet smile dancing on his lips as the two of you finally settled in your living room.

"So, how do we start?" you asked, feeling a little nervous.

"However we feel like. There is no rules to that." he smiled. "Though matching our breathing is important. But I just wanna embrace you first, my love." Hyunjin added, placing his hands gently on your waist. You smiled wrapping your arms around his shoulders, pressing your chest against his as you felt his warmth and found yourself enjoying the familiar and comforting place your lover's arms provided.

You held each other quietly for some time, then ever so slightly you started moving together to the quiet relaxing music in the background as if you were slow dancing but even slower. With your eyes closed, you pressed your cheek against his, your heart already filling up with love. Swaying with him like that almost made you feel like your feet weren't even touching the ground.

"You wanna sit down?" Hyunjin whispered quietly after a while, brushing his lips against your cheek gently.

"Mhm." you said and he leaned back, his hands finding yours and fingers entwining as he sat down cross-legged, you following suit and mirroring his pose, scooting closer to him so your knees and feet touched. Both of you were wearing only underwear and a shirt you slept in so the bare skin contact already got your breath stuck in your throat.

Hyunjin held your hands, resting them over his knees, his thumb caressing your skin gently. He gave you a little smile as the two of you held eye contact. You slowed your breathing, focusing on the moment as Hyunjin observed you. A little giggle escaped your lips.

"Sorry." you whispered.

"No, it's okay. We should be smiling and laughing. I'm glad that looking at me makes you giggle, darling." he smiled and you felt your cheeks burning. Even after so many shared moments together, you felt shy under his gaze at times.

"Well yeah, you always make me smile." you said quietly, it was his turn to giggle as he gently squeezed your hands. You sat like that for a while, gazing into each other's eyes lovingly, warmth spreading throughout your body, enveloping your heart as butterflies started fluttering inside your stomach, the flapping settling in your gut. You were shocked that only looking into Hyunjin's eyes already started making you feel aroused.

You closed your eyes a few times to take a deep breath and then looked at him again.

"What are you thinking about?" you asked.

"The day we met." Hyunjin answered.

"Oh. You bumped into me pretty hard." you laughed and he chuckled.

"It was Kkami's fault." he added and you rolled your eyes playfully.

"Poor Kkami." you pouted jokingly, reminiscing the day you thought would be the worst day ever but instead, you ended up meeting the love of your life. It was a horrible day at work, you were stressed as you were walking home, clutching a comforting cup of coffee when out of nowhere a little dog came running your way, barking as he flew past you, after him his owner who bumped into you so hard that you fell on your ass and spilled coffee all over yourself.

All you wanted to do in that moment was to just stay on the floor and cry. The handsome stranger gasped and shrieked, apologizing profusely before helping you up. He kept begging you to let him make it up to you and that's how you let him get you a new cup of coffee, exchanging names and numbers.

Only two weeks later you started dating, and you haven't looked back since.

"Thinking about it too now?" Hyunjin asked.

"I was." you smiled.

"I was in love with you the moment you yelled at me. You were so scary but so pretty." he confessed and you laughed.

"I thought I looked pathetic. I felt like it." you shook your head.

"No, you looked so beautiful." Hyunjin smiled, squeezing your hands gently.

"If you say so." you giggled and he let go of your hands, reaching towards your chest and putting his palm against your heartbeat.

He took your wrist in his other hand and guided your hand to his chest, your palm pressed against his heart too.

"Can you feel my heart beating for you, my love?" Hyunjin whispered and you felt a rush of emotions overwhelming you.

"Yes, I can." you whispered.

"Breathe with me." he added and the two of you kept eye contact, feeling each other's hearts beating as you matched your breathing.

You already felt overwhelmed with love for Hyunjin, as if your heart would burst, being close to him, looking at him, being looked at by him, being noticed, touched, loved.

"I wanna kiss you." Hyunjin said. "Am I being impatient?" he asked and you chuckled.

"I don't know. Aren't we supposed to let our feelings and desires lead us?"

"I guess we are. Come sit on my lap, beloved." Hyunjin smiled and you untangled your legs and stood up, stretching a little before sitting in his his lap, your legs wrapped around him. Your core was close to his but still far enough that you didn't feel him pressing against you, more so leaning on his legs.

Hyunjin's hands cupped your cheeks, thumbs gently tracing on your skin. The shapes of you were already engraved in his mind, he could sketch you out with his eyes closed.

He leaned in and kissed the tip of your nose, then each of your eyelids, making you giggle quietly as you placed your hands on either side of his neck. Hyunjin took in a sharp breath, his neck was always sensitive and you felt him becoming warmer and more tense as your fingertips ran over his skin.

"Relax." you said, pressing your lips into his cheeks, kissing his soft skin as he leaned his head back a little, enjoying your touches.

"Remember to breathe." you whispered and he nodded.

"Yes." he whispered back, opening his eyes and looking at you with a glazed over look.

"My sweet Jinnie." your hands ran up over his head, as you gently caressed his short hair, giving him a little massage.

"Mm. Darling. That feels really good." his hands came down to your waist and he gently squeezed.

"I love making you feel good." you kissed his forehead and he let out a quiet whine.

"You always make me feel good, beloved." he stated as you kissed the tip of his nose.

His breath hitched when you cupped his face and brushed your lips against his. Hyunjin couldn't help it as he pulled you in just a little closer so now you could feel the warmth of his core near yours.

He puckered up his lips and just stayed like that, connected with you as you matched your breath again. Hyunjin then captured your lower lip between his and started kissing you gently, slowly moving his lips, savoring the moment as if it was the first and last time he would kiss you.

His hands drew little circles on your lower back as you kept kissing him, pouring the love from your lips to his. You didn't even hear the music in the background anymore, all your senses were focused on Hyunjin. He gently rubbed his nose against yours in between kisses and your hands made their way down to his shoulders which you always admired and loved kissing, maybe even sinking your teeth in.

Hyunjin's hands trembled before travelling down to gently squeeze your hips. His fingertips played with the hem of your shirt, the tip of his tongue prodding at your lips. You parted them, letting him in and he tasted you, rubbing his tongue against yours before swirling it around. You felt a zap pass through your core, arousal gathering on your entrance now.

He squeezed your hips again before leaning back a little.

"Gotta catch our breath, hm?" he asked in a sultry tone, his eyes darkened as he brushed a strand of your hair away from your face.

"Mhm." you nodded, clutching at his shoulders a little.

Hyunjin's fingertips softly ran down your inner thighs, making you shiver as he went back up.

You looked down, noticing his erection and you bit your lip. He giggled a little, making you look up at him.

"Usually I'd already be inside you, hm?" he kissed the corners of your lips.

"Yeah, pretty much." you chuckled.

"I wanna keep kissing you, my love." he said, one of his hands tangling in your hair as he held the back of your neck, his other still lingering on your thigh.

"Me too." you said, caressing his upper back, feeling the muscles flexing underneath your palms.

Hyunjin leaned in with a smile, kissing you slowly again until you built up the kiss again, your tongues crashing against each other slowly as you savored the taste of each other.

You couldn't help the little moans escaping your lips, your panties becoming more wet by the second. You throbbed and burned slowly, wanting to feel him closer to you but at the same time enjoying the sensual moment you were in.

You stopped kissing, almost losing track of time, having no idea how long you have been making out.

"I wanna feel how warm you are." Hyunjin bit on your lower lip gently, his fingertips dangerously close to your wet pussy.

"Feel me, beloved." you whispered, gently caressing his back as he touched your thighs.

His fingers made contact with your core through your panties which were soaked at this point.

"Mm, love." Hyunjin's lips pressed against your jaw, kiss after kiss travelling to your neck. You threw your head back with a gasp, concentrating on your breathing and his fingertips just softly running over your clothed pussy.

Your touched his chest, hands sliding down until you got to his erection, your fingers finding his wet head and gently circling it.

"Y/n." his warm breath hit your neck before he licked a long stripe on your skin and gently nipped at it.

"I love you." Hyunjin pressed a kiss under your ear, retracting his hand, in favor of sliding both of them under your shirt and caressing your tummy.

"I love you." you squeezed his length a little, making him moan quietly before you slid your hands to his hips.

He leaned back to smile at you and you kissed him gently as he kept caressing your stomach.

"Can I take it off?" he asked, gripping the end od your shirt and you nodded.

"Of course." you smiled and he pulled your shirt off, tossing it aside. His eyes fell down to your chest and your tummy.

"So beautiful." he said, sucking his bottom lip in.

"Yours too." you said and Hyunjin snapped out of his trance, pulling his shirt off and throwing it somewhere in the same direction he threw yours.

"Come closer." he wrapped his arms around you and you wrapped yours around him as he pulled you flush against his body, your chest pressed against his and your cores finally touching. You felt as if your entire body was burning as you both let out a sigh at the little friction.

"There's nowhere I'd rather be right now." Hyunjin said, his cheek on your shoulder as you held each other tightly.

"Me too, sharing this moment with you is beautiful." you said, running your fingertips on his back. Hyunjin shivered a little, holding you tighter and you adjusted on his lap, squirming a little and making him moan into your ear.

"Love." he gripped your hips and moved against you slowly, grinding his entire length against your pussy.

"Jinnie." you matched his movement and started grinding against him gently.

The friction between you was delicious and the way you moved against him slowly, not hurrying to finish and holding back a little made you feel even more aroused than usually. You felt like there were waves of pleasure running through your entire body even though he wasn't even inside you.

"My sweet angel." Hyunjin gently cupped your breasts and you shivered, arching into his hands, still moving your core against his softly.

"Jinnie." you whined a little when his thumbs brushed against your nipples.

"I- I feel close."

"You want a break?" he asked and you nodded.

"Okay." he pecked your lips with a smile before the two of you untagled from each other, stretching a little.

"How are you feeling?" you asked when he gave you a bottle of water.

"Like my entire body is on fire."

"Same." you chuckled.

You decided to eat some fruit, sitting close to each other as you talked for a while, calming down just a little even though the fire still burned inside you, now a bit more dim.

"You wanna continue, angel?" Hyunjin asked after a while.

"Yes. What do you wanna do?"

"I want you to lay down and relax for me." he said, brushing his knuckles against your warm cheek.

"Oh. Okay." you smiled, anticipation building up inside you.

"Get comfy." he caressed your legs, noticing the tension in your body. You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath in and letting out a long exhale as you melted into the blankets beneath you.

Hyunjin hovered over you, leaning in to press small kisses everywhere on your face before kissing your lips. He tasted sweet like the fruit you just ate and you were so addicted to his lips. He slowly slid off your underwear so now you were completely bare under him.

He kissed your jaw, then your neck slowly, taking his time and lingering after each kiss. You felt his hot breath against your skin the entire time, making you shiver as your fingers curled into the sheets below.

"Love, relax." Hyunjin noticed, brushing his fingertips over your hands.

"Sorry." you whined, biting on your lip and relaxing again.

"It's okay." he reassured you, his fingers dancing on your sides. He scooted down a little, leaning in to press kisses on your stomach, dragging his bottom lip against your skin as he looked at you.

"You're so sweet, my darling." Hyunjin murmured against you as he kept kissing you. You fell into sort of a trance, closing your eyes as he kissed you everywhere, coming up to your breasts. His lips continued worshipping your supple flesh, avoiding your nipples at the beginning, making you shake with arousal and need. He gave you only two soft kisses on each bud, leaving you yearning for more.

"Hyun..." you breathed out, blinking your eyes open and seeing that he grabbed the coconut oil used for massage.

"Shh, I got you love. Just stay relaxed like that for me." he cooed at you, caressing your face. You closed your eyes and soon felt the oil drizzle on your abdomen. Your eyes snapped open and you looked at Hyunjin who smiled at you sweetly as he started gently spreading the oil on your skin, his fingers warming you up, right above your core, teasing, loving.

"Focus on your breathing." he reminded you as you got worked up immediately, it felt so good.

You focused on taking deep breaths, amplifying the feeling of his warm hands on you as he gently massaged you, his hands sliding up to your ribs and between your breasts. You fell into another trance as he kept gently running his hands on your body, before he poured some more coconut oil in his palms and softly grabbed your breasts, massaging the flesh.

"Look at my hands, beloved. Look at them worshipping your beautiful body." Hyunjin said and your eyes fluttered open, a moan escaping your lips when you saw the intense but loving look in his eyes, focused only on you, like you were the only thing that existed in the world.

You looked down at his beautiful hands, ones you loved, ones that held you, touched you, gave you comfort, brought your pleasure and painted masterpieces. You felt the urge to kiss and lick at his fingers but held it in, knowing soon he'll be the one receiving all the worship.

"Breathe." he saw you getting worked up.

You took a few deep breaths, feeling yourself getting incredibly wet, probably even dripping on the sheets and you wanted to press your legs together and rub them just to feel a little relief.

"Ah." you whined when Hyunjin started slowly circling around your nipples before pressing his thumbs gently into them and then moving up and down, left and right. Your eyes rolled back, your pussy clenching as you felt so sensitive to everything he was doing to you.

Hyunjin smiled at the state of you, lightly pinching your nipples before circling them again.

"H-Hyunjin." you moaned, feeling like you could cum just from that stimulation.

"Darling." he pinched your nipples again, and you whined, your legs twitching, pressing against his thighs where he kneeled between yours.

"Kiss me." you needed something, anything and Hyunjin obliged, pressing his sweet plump lips against yours, engulfing all the little moans slipping out of you as he kept stimulating your sensitive nipples.

You were so sure you were about to cum from only that when Hyunjin retracted his hands, grabbing a little cloth and cleaning his fingers from the coconut oil. He observed you with a little smile as you stared up at him.

"I need you, Jinnie." you whimpered, trying to close your legs.

"I know." he said, prying your legs open gently, his hands on your inner thighs. "I know, angel."

He leaned down, pressing his lips on your inner thigh as his eyes fell on your core. You felt exposed, a wave of embarrassment washing over you but Hyunjin smiled.

"You're so wet, my love." he whispered, closer to your pussy before he touched your clit ever so gently with his thumb, and that was enough for you to jolt and moan. You've never felt this sensitive before, surprising yourself at the electrifying feeling running through you while he only brushed against your nub.

"So sensitive huh?" he smirked a little, gently running the pad of his thumb up and down.

"Y-yes." you moaned out, your toes curling at the feeling.

"Ready to receive pleasure." he noted, biting on his lip harshly as he circled your clit. You were dripping more and more, your eyes falling down to see his erection straining against his boxers. He followed your eyes and looked down.

"Don't worry. Right now it's about you." Hyunjin reassured you.

"But I wanna see." you breathed out when he dipped his fingers down to gather your wetness and gently smear it all over your aching cunt.

"As you wish, beloved." he retracted his hand for a moment only to get rid of his boxers, his cock springing free, hard and dripping as it slapped against his abdomen.

"Fuck." you groaned, so needy for him. "Touch me more."

Hyunjin didn't need to be told twice, his hand was back between your legs as he started massaging your clit, applying different pressures and movements, making you moan loudly as your legs trembled. You were close again.

"Hyunjin! I'm gonna cum." you whined, fisting the sheets and he stopped, his hands on your inner thighs, caressing you as you shivered.

"Breathe for me." he hovered above you, trying to get you to match his deep breaths.

He kissed you lovingly until you calmed down a little before he made his way between your legs.

"Can I taste you?" he asked and you nodded frantically, you were still burning up like never before.

Hyunjin leaned in immediately, his plump lips pressed against your lower ones. You whined, your breath hitched before you relaxed against his lips, kissing your clit and your wet pussy. He pressed the tip of his tongue in your clit, circling it and making your toes curl again. It was getting harder and harder to hold back. He ran his tongue down through your slit, gathering your juices and swallowing them.

"So sweet, my angel." he muttered against you before prodding at you with his tongue, pushing it in, your warm pussy welcoming him.

"Hyunjin." you moaned his name, your hand finding the back of his head as you caressed him.

"Hyunjin." you repeated as he gently fucked you with his tongue. "I love you." you felt it in the deepest corners of your being, the love for your man.

"I love you so much, my angel." Hyunjin smiled as you touched his face before he dove back in to kiss and suck at your sensitive clit.

Pretty soon, you were trembling against his mouth, messy with your arousal and his spit and he moaned into you when his dick accidentally brushed against the sheets.

He leaned back suddenly, blinking.

"You okay?" you asked.

"I feel like if you touched me right now, I'd cum." he breathed hard, licking around his lips.

"Do you need a break?" you asked.

"No, not yet. You?"

"Maybe just some water." you swallowed and Hyunjin nodded, the two of you hydrating and then exchanging a few sweet kisses.

"You wanna lay down now?" you asked him and he giggled, becoming giddy.

"Yes." he answered and you changed your positions, Hyunjin getting comfy on the blankets as you hovered over him. You took a moment to admire him laid before you, vulnerable and naked, ready to receive your touch and your love.

"Beautiful." you whispered and Hyunjin smiled, his cute dimples showing as his eyes filled up with so much love. You grabbed his hands, bringing them to your lips, kissing his knuckles and he smiled as he looked at you.

"I love your hands so much." you said and he chuckled.

"So you've told me before." he licked at his lip as you started pressing lingering kisses into his fingertips.

"I love them because they can be the most gentle and the most rough, whichever I need." you licked at his middle finger, making him shiver as he stared at you in a trance.

"Y/n." Hyunjin breathed out when gently sucked on his middle finger. "Mm." his body was already trembling, arching into you. You kissed his hand, his palm, his fingertips again and again, looking at the little puddle of pre-cum forming on his navel.

You released his hands after some time, placing yours on his chest and gently running them up and down, slowly moving to his shoulders, his arms, squeezing his biceps then back to his chest where you slid your thumb over his nipples. Hyunjin shivered every time you did that, his body trembling under your touch, his cock twitching and leaking.

He enjoyed having your attention only on him, your touch purposeful as you slid your hands up to his neck, he threw his head back letting you hold him. The way he looked at you in that moment, as if he was giving his entire life to you made you throb, more arousal gathering on your pussy.

"Sweet lover." you whispered, sliding your hands down to his inner thighs full of love bites you had left on them, marking him as yours. You gently touched him, massaging his flesh, fingertips close to his core every time you went up.

"Ah. Yes." he moaned as you touched him. You wanted to hear more, to see more, you wanted to make him feel so good. Your hands were now gently massaging around his cock, closer and closer to where he yearned for you.

You bit on your lip as you gently cupped his balls and Hyunjin let out a desperate moan, trembling under your touch.

"Remember to breathe." you echoed his words and he nodded quickly, his brows furrowed as he breathed deeply, your hand massaging his balls. You put your other hand on his cheek, and he looked at you with a small smile as you smoothed out his eyebrows.

"Relax for me." you cooed at him and he relaxed into the blankets, giving into your touch. His cock kept twitching as you massaged him, pressing your fingertips to his inner thighs, then around his member, then back to cupping his balls and lightly tugging on them.

"Fuck." Hyunjin gasped a little when you gathered the pre-cum that had been dripping on his navel and wrapped your fingers around his tip.

"Oh god." he let out a breath, looking down at your hand as you started circling your fingers all around the head, smearing his pre-cum and running your thumb over his slit.

You were getting even more wet, clenching at the feeling of him in your hand, so warm, so heavy, so wet, just for you. You wrapped your hand around him and started moving it slowly up and down, flicking your wrist at the tip.

"Ah, it feel so good!" Hyunjin whimpered before you wrapped your other hand around him, giving him more stimulation as you moved, squeezed and touched.

"W-wait, I don't wanna cum yet." he stuttered after a few minutes, his cock twitching harshly in your palms.

"Okay." you released him, gently touching his abdomen. You've never seen him so hard and you've never wanted him more, to feel him inside you, to be connected with him.

"Just breathe." you smiled at him, kissing him gently. Hyunjin placed his hand at the back of your head and held you as he pushed his tongue in and massaged yours with it.

You leaned back to catch your breath, trying to align your heartbeats again. You leaned in to kiss his neck and Hyunjin whimpered quietly, throwing his head back to give you access. You gently kissed his skin, inhaling his familiar and comforting scent as you went lower and lower, kissing his chest, his nipples, his stomach until you got to his cock.

"Y/n." he gasped, his thighs trembling when you pressed a kiss to his tip then ran your tongue over his sensitive slit.

"Keep going, please." Hyunjin needed you, he always did. You licked a long slow stripe from the base of his cock to the tip, leaving a few kisses on the way and making him lose his mind. You wrapped your lips around the head and lightly sucked.

Hyunjin let out a guttural moan, twitching against you as you took him in.

"Baby." he groaned, his fingers tangling in your hair. You took your time, enjoying the feeling of his heaviness on your tongue, how warm he was, how he throbbed harder the more you slid down, leaking into your mouth, the salty taste of pre-cum driving you wild, waking up something primal inside you.

You wrapped your hand around the base and slid down as much as you could, gagging lightly around him as you cupped his balls with your other hand again.

"Ah, shit!" Hyunjin's hips jerked, his hand gripping at your hair and you sucked on him a few more moments before releasing.

"I was so close. So close." he panted and you giggled, wiping away the spit on your lips.

"You wanna take a break?" you asked and he nodded, pulling you down to lay next to him.

Your arms wrapped around each other as you threw your leg over his thighs, your hand sliding up and down his arm and shoulder while Hyunjin caressed your head and played with your hair.

You basked in each other's warmth and presence in the comfortable silence for a while before Hyunjin kissed your forehead, making you look up at him.

"How do you feel?" you asked, caressing his face and he nuzzled into your touch.

"Wonderful. Loved." he kissed your palm before smiling at you again.

"I wanna suggest something." you said, sitting up and he leaned up on his elbows and looked at you.

"Of course."

"I always wanted to try... cockwarming you." you said, feeling a little shy as you looked away, your cheeks burning. Hyunjin twitched at your words, his eyes fluttering and hands squeezing and curling into fists.

"Yes. Yes. I'd love that." he said and you looked at him.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, don't be shy now." he chuckled, sitting closer to you and wrapping his arms around you.

"You know I'm all yours, my love." he kissed your cheek, nosing against your skin.

"I'm all yours too, beloved."

"I know." Hyunjin smiled, kissing you sweetly. His hand reached between your legs and you pressed your thigh against his, opening up to let him touch you. His fingers slid against your wet entrance, up and down, tapping against your clit and making you whimper on his lips while he kissed you.

You reached down to touch his stomach, fingertips playing with his happy trail as he circled your clit. You let your hand slide lower as you wrapped your hand around his length, pumping him slowly and making him shiver. Hyunjin let out a grunt, laying his head on your shoulder and burying his face in your neck as he pressed his fingertips on your entrance. You leaned into his touch and he took that as a sign to slowly push two of his fingers inside you.

He slid in easily, your pussy clenching around his fingers and sucking them in, you were aching to be filled up for some time now. Neither of you said anything, just enjoyed the moment as both of your hands moved slowly, you spread the pre-cum down his length, giving him languid strokes and he matched your pace, pumping his fingers deep inside you, looking for that sweet spot.

You moaned loudly when he found it, his thumb pressing against your clit while his fingers rubbed your spot.

"Hyun..." you whimpered, squeezing his cock a little and making him bite into your shoulder.

"My love." he sighed then, licking over the bite and kissing it as he felt you getting wetter on his fingers, the thought of finally being inside your warmth made his mind spin.

You were close again, it was just a matter of moments for you to cum, you were so desperate at this point, you were barely holding back at this point. Hyunjin felt you clenching harder around him so he slowly pulled his fingers out, leaving you empty.

"Need you, Jinnie. Need you so much." your hands squeezed at his sides and he pulled you into his lap.

"Shh, it's okay, just wrap your legs around me." he said, grabbing the base of his cock and pressing the tip against your wet pussy. You bit on your lip, your legs wrapped around him as he guided you down on his length slowly, making you feel every inch of him. Both of you moaned loudly at the feeling, your senses heightened as he filled you up perfectly, fitting snuggly inside you.

"So warm." Hyunjin muttered, mouthing at your neck again. You clenched around him, arching your back, your nipples grazing against his skin.

He let out a breath as you slid your hands on his back, shoulders and neck, wrapping his arms around your waist, his hands gently squeezing the supple flesh on your bottom, massaging you.

"Hyunjin. I feel so full." you moaned. "You feel so good inside me." you added, touching the back of his neck.

"My angel. Always ready to take me and make me feel good. I love being inside you. Connected with you." Hyunjin spoke against your skin, lips travelling down to capture your nipple, gently sucking on it.

"Mm." your head started spinning instantly when he sucked a little harder, one of his hands coming up to play with your other breast.

You enjoyed the intimacy of the moment, him inside you while he worshipped your breasts and you caressed his hair, your eyes closed in bliss. There was really nothing else in this moment except you and him. You felt as if your souls were connected, not just your bodies and the thought of so much love between you made you want to burst.

You took his face in your hands and guided his lips to yours, kissing him passionately and lovingly. You squirmed on top of him, pressing your chest against his, both of you getting more desperate.

"Are we gonna break the rules if we make love now?" you asked, kissing the corner of his lips.

"There are no rules. We do what we feel like doing." Hyunjin said with a smile as you kissed the beauty marks on his face.

"Okay." you nodded, embracing him and the two of you stood like that for a few moments before you leaned back.

"I want you to make love to me." you whispered and Hyunjin let out a loving giggle, helping you get off him and move down onto the sheets.

"Gladly." he whispered, pushing you knees up as he positioned himself and slid back inside you easily, filling you up completely.

You moaned in unison as he caged you in with his arms, his body almost completely covering yours. You wrapped your legs around him, digging your heels into his backside. Hyunjin groaned and started fucking you with slow and languid movements.

"I don't think I will last long." he chuckled, his entire face and neck red.

"Me either." you clutched at this back while his hands cradled your head, caressing your hair as he looked at you with eyes full of love and lust.

"I love you, y/n. I wanna be with you forever. In every lifetime, just you and me." Hyunjin talked as he rocked into you slowly, dragging against your clit deliciously and creating perfect friction.

"I love you, Jinnie. Wanna be yours forever, too." you were losing your mind, maybe you were already gone as you nails dug into his flesh without you even realizing. It started from your toes curling and travelled up your legs, making your thighs quiver and then it spread like a fire inside your abdomen, fluttering through your stomach, somehow making your nipples harden even more, goosebumps rising on your skin.

"Hyunjin, I'm cumming." you whimpered and he groaned loudly.

"Me too." he whimpered. "Cum with me, my love."

He was shivering above you, his body on edge like yours, the love between you bursting as the coil finally snapped, feeling like a tidal wave crashing against every part of your body and pouring out of your core all around his length, you exploded, your ears ringing and entire body shaking as you kept cumming for what felt like a whole minute, your pussy clenching around Hyunjin's hardness.

He was stunned by the way you came, adding onto the emotions swirling and building up inside him as he moaned your name repeatedly like a prayer, twitching and exploding inside you, ropes of warm cum filling you up endlessly. Hyunjin kept rocking his hips into you, chasing that feeling, the wave that crashed over both of you, prolonging the orgasm as much as you could.

"Oh my god." you breathed hard as he collapsed on top of you. You felt like you went blind for a second, your ears ringing and your throat dry.

"Wow." Hyunjin squeezed your hand as he came down too.

You were in bliss.

He slowly looked up at you after a while, the sweetest smile adorning his face.

"That was... beautiful." he said and you nodded quickly.

"I can't feel my legs, honestly." you said and Hyunjin chuckled.

"I can't feel my dick." he added and you laughed, playfully smacking his shoulder.

"Do you know how much I love you?" he asked, lifting up to move the hair that got stuck on your sweaty face.

"As much as I love you." you answered and he bit on his lip with a chuckle.

"Happy four years, my love." Hyunjin said, kissing you gently.

"Happy four years, Jinnie." you smiled against his lips. "We should buy Kkami a treat to thank him."

"Oh yes. He did bring me to you." Hyunjin smiled, sliding out of you slowly and then wrapping his arms around you.

You shivered a little and he brought you closer to his warm body, pulling a blanket over the two of you.

"Let's stay like this for a while." he whispered and you nodded, burying your face in his neck, his arms your safe place.

Time and space disappeared around you, the world outside didn't exist, only your hearts vibrating together with a love that would last forever.

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sttoru · 1 year ago

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Sukuna with clingy concubine 🛐🛐 like hella clingy, always clinging to sukuna, sitting on his lap and just following sukuna like a lost puppy

𝝑𝑒 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. true form!sukuna x concubine! female reader. fluff. little bit suggestive. size difference. reader is clingy, a bit of an airhead ig. reader gets called ‘girl, brat’.

“y’re annoying me, girl,” sukuna grumbles as he walks to the courtyard. you had magically appeared behind him the moment he stepped out of his room to get some fresh air.

you flash him an apologetic smile “i’m sorry, my lord.” you’re not sorry, sukuna knows, though he doesn’t comment on it. it’s been like this ever since a week or two ago. he cannot recall why you’re suddenly so much more affectionate.

he doesn’t wait on you, however, and takes big strides towards the courtyard. if your little legs can’t keep up, that isn’t his problem. you frown and take on the challenge that’s been thrown your way.

you increase your pace and nearly run after sukuna. you have to lift your kimono a little to make sure you wouldn’t trip over the fabric. it doesn’t seem like you’ll give up any time soon as you follow him with that same content expression on your face.

sukuna can’t believe that a human like you dares to even be in his presence for so long. he didn’t call for you, so why are you adamant on staying with him? he concludes that something must be up, “what’d you want from me?”

there hangs a silence between you two afterwards. sukuna’s slow yet heavy footsteps reverberate through the hallway, followed by your quick and light ones. you pout as you notice that the king of curses isn’t even sparing you a glance, “nothing at all. i just like to be with you.”

you add the latter as an afterthought. you don’t expect sukuna to react to that, so you continue to trail behind him into the courtyard. “tch,” you hear him scoff in annoyance. you’re sure he doesn’t mean any actual harm by that, so you don’t take it personally.

sukuna eventually sits down on the engawa, where the servants have placed the comfy zabuton cushions. there’s always one for you as well—right next to sukuna’s. it’s become a habit for the maids to include you in sukuna’s daily routines since you’re always with him.

you eye your own cushion, though don’t make an effort to actually sit down on it. sukuna stares ahead, not bothered to notice you at the moment. you look down at his lap, recalling just how perfectly you can fit on it.

you don’t waste any more time and plop down on his thick thighs, your back against his chest. sukuna’s brow twitches at the sudden contact. his bottom pair of eyes look down at you whilst the upper ones keep looking at the nature in front of you both.

“get off me,” the king of curses commands through a low tone. he doesn’t push you off, however. that alone should tell you enough; he’s tolerating your behaviour as per usual. or perhaps he secretly likes your proximity.

you shall never discover which of the two it actually is.

“nooooooo,” you exaggerate with a whine. you don’t want to. you wrap both of your arms around one of sukuna’s—clinging onto him like your life depends on it. he simply responds by sighing.

you know sukuna’s able to grab you by the collar and force you to sit down on the cushion beside him, but he doesn’t. your heart flutters every time sukuna shows some tolerance to your clingy behavior. it means that maybe—just maybe—he’s opening up to the idea of being more affectionate with you.

“such a fuckin’ brat,” sukuna simply puts one hand on your waist, the others supporting his weight on the engawa. he grumbles, but there are clear signs of him relaxing with you in his presence.

you chuckle at the realisation and swing your legs in excitement. sukuna unexpectedly bites your ear in response to your increased activity on his lap, “stay still or i’ll kick you off.”

you let out a small whimper as you feel his fangs gently sick into your earlobe. you jolt back and rub the skin with your hand, looking up at sukuna with a playful frown before teasing him back. you roll your eyes and answer him with a firm yet mocking, “sir yes, sir!”

sukuna clicks his tongue at your tease. you answer him like he’s some general in the military. that’s not the kind of relationship he has with you—it’s more than that. even though he knows you’re joking, he dislikes it when you call him anything other than ‘my lord’, ‘my king’, or just his name.

he finds great satisfaction in the way you refer to him as such. you’re the only one who can make sukuna grin each time you remind him of his status and the power he has over you.

the power dynamic; it’s addictive.

he needs more of it.

sukuna reaches out to grab your face with one hand, but you’re quick to pull your head back the moment you see that intimidatingly big hand coming down onto your vision. you clear your throat and apologise, “i mean—yes, my lord.”

the king of curses hums in content. that title is exactly what he had been looking for. he retracts his hand and settles it back down on your waist, patting your sides twice to show his satisfaction with your obedience.

you stop squirming around in his lap and simply lay back down in his arms. you close your eyes and nearly fall asleep because of the comfortable atmosphere. the slight breeze against your face is relaxing and perfectly compliments the warmth from sukuna’s body.

what a perfect way to spend your day.

#sttoru writes.#jjk x reader #jjk fluff #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna fluff #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #jjk imagines

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classyrbf · 6 months ago

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PART 2 OF PRISONER!GETO

prisoner!geto who can’t stop thinking about late at night, getting so worked up and horny, the most horny he’s been in a while. He’s pulling his pants down, closing his eyes while he pictures the way your scrubs clung to your body and showed off your ass. He thanks god he doesn’t have a bunkie or else he’d be in a real awkward position. He purposely gets into another fight a week later, the wound on his lip opening back up. He’s smiling to himself as he gets walked to the infirmary knowing he’ll see you there.

“Not you again,” you sigh.

“Told you I’d see you soon, doctor.” He sits on the small bed, watching as you put on gloves and examine his busted lip. He can tell you’re avoiding eye contact with him, trying your hardest to ignore his stares and slight touches. “Have you thought about my offer yet?” He asks.

You gulp, blinking as you rub the ointment over his wound. “Don’t know what you’re talking about.” You play stupid, but you remember your last conversation so clearly. It makes you nervous. All he does is laugh.

“Come on. I’ll even beg.” He grabs your wrist, slowing pulling it down, a smug smirk on his handsome face. “You telling me you haven’t thought about it once since we last seen each other?” He whispers. He parts his legs, pulling you in between them. And god, you smell so good. So sweet. He could just eat you up right here.

You stand there, unable to form words because as much as you want to say no, you want to say yes. He makes your heart race and your pussy wet. What a sly bastard. With his stupid tattoos, muscles, hair and chiseled face. You hate how much effect he has on you.

“Listen,” he rubs a hand down your waist, “meet me in the supply closet by the showers during lunchtime if you’re really down.” He flashed a smile before standing to his feet and walking out the infirmary. “Bye, bye, doctor.”

Come lunchtime, you walked through the halls of the prison, mentally cursing at yourself. It’s just one time, one time. You bet he won’t even be there, that he’s just playing a stupid joke cause he’s bored with himself. And as you reach out to open the supply door, your heart beats against your ribcage, looking around to find the halls empty. You step in, seeing him leaning against the wall, the faint rays of light allowing you to make out some of his features. “Well, look who it is,” he chuckles. “Came here to help me out, doc?” He walks over to you, trapping you between him and the door.

“Shut up already and let’s get it over with.” You smash your lips on his, kissing him with such urgency and fervor. His large hands grab at your ass, squeezing and groping it as he pushes you against the wall, knocking a few things over. You both pull away, breathing heavily, lips swollen. “We gotta be quick,” you whisper, undoing his jumpsuit while he pulls down your pants.

“More eager than I am, huh?” He teases, earning an eye roll from you. “Come here.” He bends you over the small wooden table, snatching your panties off and getting a good feel of your ass. His dick jumps, pre cum already leaking from the swollen tip. He’s already so worked up, so ready to feel your wet and tight cunt. “Fuck,” he grunts, running his head over your sopping slit, nudging your clit slightly. “Already so fucking wet.”

He pushes his throbbing tip past your folds, a small gasp leaving your lips when you feel how thick he is. Inch by inch you feel the stretch, you mouth agape as you try and grow accustomed to his size. Geto’s entire body shivers, his fingers pressing into your skin so hard you’re sure he’d leave marks. “Ohhh shit,” he lets out a shaky breath. God, it’s been so fucking long since he’s had some good pussy and he can already tell he won’t last long. He finally bottoms out, feeling your walls clench around his length, sucking him in. “My god,” he laughs in your ear. “Lemme just enjoy this feeling—fuckkk—for a moment,” he moans, eyes fluttering shut.

He finally starts moving his hips, feeling his tip press against your cervix with each thrust. With each passing second, he gets faster, fucking your harder and rougher, your pussy has got him in a trance. “Pussy feels so fucking good,” he grips your hips, pulling you back towards him so you can meet his thrusts. One of his hands reach around your throat, gripping it just enough as he pulls you back against his broad chest. “Do you fuck all of your patients or am I just special?” He jokes.

“Mmmm…shut—ah—up!” You cry out, whimpering when he presses up against you, finding a new angle that makes your eyes roll back. “Just keep fucking me,”you say with a raspy breath.

“Doctors orders.” He can feel the way your pussy leaks, your juices dripping down his shaft and make his cock ache like never before. It almost hurts. He hold you tighter against him, the sound of skin on skin filling the small room. “You take it so well,” he breathes against your skin, pressing wet kisses to your neck. “So fucking well.” His thrusts grow sloppier, chasing his own orgasm. But in the distance, he hears the guards walking down the hall. “Shh, shh, shh.” His hand covers your mouth, his thrusts becoming slow and deep, letting you feel every inch of his cock, every vein, every pulse before hitting that sweet spot deep inside of you.

Your eyes squeeze shut, trying your hardest to keep quiet, the guard getting closer and closer. Their keys jingle with each step and their voices grow louder. “Atta girl. You feel how fucking deep I am…shiittt. Keep fucking squeezing me like that—yeah, yeah you’re gonna make me fucking cum.” His brows furrow as he bites down as his bottom lip in attempts to contain his moans, but his abs tense up and his entire body shakes before he’s filling you up, stuffing you with his sticky, hot cum. “No, no, don’t you dare move. Just like thattt, oh yes!” His eyes roll back, still cumming. His pushes his cum deeper inside of you, feeling it leak back out before he finally pulls out.

Geto truly wishes he could’ve had more time with you. His mouth drooling over the mere thought of how you taste, wanting to make you cum on his tongue, but for now he’ll have to settle for this. “You came inside me, asshole!” You pull your pants back up, turning to face him.

“Couldn’t let it go to waste.” He reaches out and stroke your cheek. “Right?”

“Whatever.” You swat his hand away. “Where are my underwear?” You look around the dimly lit room before realizing he was holding them.

“I’ll be keeping these for later,” he swung them in your face before stuffing them in his pocket.

“You’re such a pervert.” You narrowed your eyes at him.

“You have my cum running down your leg right now.” He places a finger under your chin, tilting it towards him as he leans down and kisses you slowly, his tongue sliding over yours before catching your bottom lip. “Mmm, thank you, doctor.” He smiles before kissing you once more.

You push him off of you, trying to process everything you just did right now. It was so wrong but it felt so right, so good, so intoxicating. “If it makes you feel any better, I get out in six months.”

“No. This was a one time thing.” You place a hand on his chest, shaking your head.

“Was it? Cause I don’t think it was. Not with the way your pussy was squeezing around me. It was almost like she was made for me.” He cups your face, forcing you to look at him. His eyes searches yours, a smile forming at the corner of his lips. “Yeah…it definitely isn’t the last time.”

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screampied · 9 months ago

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𝜗𝜚 SWEETEST (CREAM)PIE ?!

☆ sum. you let him finish inside for the first time and he's never been the same since. toji, nanami, choso, gojo, sukuna.

warnings. fem! reader, unprotected, major breēding kinks, size kink, talks of pregnancy, praise, manhandling, mating press, pròne bone, doggy, pússy drunk men, dirty talk, implied multiple rounds, overstim, choking, squırting, praise, spanks, spıt, biting, bòob fondling, cum... balls... lots of cum

☆ CHOSO KAMO.

“p- please,” he swallows, beads of sweat racing down both sides of his forehead. you’ve never seen him so needy before. breathy minuscule gasps leave from his lips after each succulent thrust from your hips. “oh fuuuck,” he whines, your maddened bouncing against him already causing his pretty raven eyes to roll way back into the depths of his head. thin sable tresses of hair stick to his skin like glue as he’s openly glancing at your perfect cunt swallowing him whole every single time. your grip was purely enticing—he clenches down on his jaw as his scarred open palms cling to your rickety waist. “baby, wanna cum inside. wanna give you a-all of me.”

with a sleazy lopsided grin, you lean in to kiss the right side of his mouth. coral pink lips of his twitch at your sudden contact before he moans. “do it choso,” you sweetly coo, continuing to rut your jostling hips against his. your warmth—he couldn’t ever in his right mind fathom how good you felt from the inside. choso fell in love the second he eased his eager cock into your gummy walls. your words were as smooth as silk. “ ‘s okay, baby. you can cum inside.”

“okay,” he whimpers, and as your hips continue to buck, he buries his face into the cute exposed crook of your neck. “ ‘m not gonna miss, promise.”

choso bites down on his lip as he’s continuing to plummet his full balls into raw.

his breath continues to hitch and his head tosses itself back in sweet rapture.

“fuck, fuck, ‘s gonna be so much,” he whines, slick bodies grinding against each other in pure rhythmic sync. he’s just as hot as you—sweltering with perspiring sweat. your drooling chasm continues to grip around him and he’s hungry for more. with the way choso’s black lashes flutter and his hooded eyes droop, you could tell he was visibly pussy drunk. his brows furrow in pleasure as he feels your hands swiftly wrap around his neck. “y- yeah, choke me baby. please, fuck me.”

your bouncing against him accelerates quicker as he’s chasing his incoming orgasm—it’s coming quick and he can barely prepare himself. the pointed tips of his ears burn with parching heat as your plush keen thighs ricochet onto his own, continuously slap slap slapping against his skin. “that’s it, ‘cho,” you whisper, your body swerving back and forth to match his crazed tempo. he’s sitting up, taking in the flawless view of you riding him. so pretty, he’s practically speechless. nothing leaves out from his lips except for sweet melodic whimpers and looping cries of your name. “good boy, jus’ let go for me. make a mess, ‘s okay, baby.”

choso’s heart continues to race at your obscene words and he leans into your touch once your hand cups his right cheek. “y- your good boy?” he mewls, already feeling the slight twinge of tightness engulf around his cock. it feels so good, he’s always been poor with eye contact but at this current moment—his eyes never left yours. this new feeling, he couldn’t describe it. it left a saccharine taste in his mouth and he wanted more.

“my good boy,” you press a wet kiss near his temple, and he’s almost drooling at the spongy texture of your pussy squeezing and hugging around him. he’s getting off to your praises every time—it fuels him. choso’s hands never leave from your jerking waist and he’s trembling right underneath you. “hold my hips, yeah, that’s it,” you coo against the soft shell of his ear. choso whimpers, trying to follow your lewd instructions. he’s awkwardly holding you upright, making you bounce quicker down on his dick before he’s biting into your neck. “baby, ‘s okay, give it t’me.”

“fuck,” he gasps, compressing his pink glossed lips. he feels the pang of tightness that wraps around him and he doesn’t want the feeling to ever shy away. choso’s whining was so loud, it’s like a ringtone that you wanted to constantly hear on repeat. his hands remain on your waist, guiding your movements before he’s getting more vicious. just a tad bit—he’s hearing the sloshing squelches yelp out from your pussy and a large full breath gets caught in his throat the moment he cums. “baby, babyyy.”

there’s a subtle popping in his ears once he finally feels it. the searing hot friction that glues against both sloppy mounds has his silently babbling out more whispers of your name. your broke him—he was an entire sloppy mess and the cute pussy drunken grin that slowly spreads against his lips prove that. you moan right with him, running your tangled fingers through his black loose locks. it was so intense—and as he’s finally cumming, his voice cutely cracks.

“hngh,” he squeezes his eyes shut, now filling you up with such mucilaginous masses of cum. it’s so much, so thick that it’s overwhelming a bit—even for him, and he leans in to kiss you. it’s a wet filthy kiss, he’s not as passionate as he usually is and this time, he’s more sloppy. as his tongue moves in tavern with yours, he’s still shamelessly dumping loads and loads into you, gifting you with such hot amounts of seed. “i- i love you,” he whimpers between kisses, strands of saliva colliding against yours. his heart’s thumping right out of his chest in hurriedly beats as he’s holding you, using his left hand to give your right asscheek a soft needy squeeze. “s- so much.”

“i love you—too,” you moan between unkempt kisses as parching ropes spurt deep into your womb. your thighs were sticky, and he’s panting before tenderly nibbling against your bottom lip. choso was so in love. once your pointer finger runs a straight line down his bare chiseled chest and you give him that look, he’s damn near ready to propose. you had him weak, and he only wanted to fill you up more again, and again. .

choso grows quiet as you both come to a halting pause. his strong beefy arms wrap around your torso and he’s holding you close, devastatingly breaking away from the kiss with a pout. “y- you milked me,” he whines, leaning down toward your neck to seep his teeth into your skin softly. he can’t help but suck against your collarbone, gingerly swirling his warm tongue near your flesh. so sweet, you’ve got him hooked and it’s only been a few minutes. “i wanna—i wanna do it again, baby.”

“of course you do,” you sweetly tease, feeling as full as you’ve ever been. choso came so much that it’s spewing all down your thighs. you’re weakly grinding against him before you cup his face one more time—planting a chaste kiss on his lips once more. “y’know, you could get me pregnant, choso.”

his eyes light up at your words, and a whine leaves his lips once he grabs your ass again. “pregnant,” he repeats in a low voice, his adam’s apple bobbing. “i- i wanna try gettin’ you pregnant now, baby,” and his eyes meet yours. the most feral look he’s ever gave you by far. you gulp, and choso leans into your ear, a hand reaching down toward your cunt to squeeze it. “teach me more. i- i wanna make you a pretty mommy, please.”

☆ TOJI FUSHIGURO.

“hah, don’t say nasty shit like that ‘n not expect ‘ta get pregnant afterwards, doll,” a gruff voice murmurs from behind you, and suddenly you find yourself flipped over on your back. landing with a soft oof, a big palm swats against your ass and his swollen cockhead slaps down against your sopping leaky slit. toji groans, narrowing his eyes at your wet cunt, flicking a tongue across the notorious scar that always lives down the right side of his lip. the bed strenuously shudders inward from the abrupt weight and he’s slowly easing himself inside. “god, thought about fillin’ this pretty pussy up since i first laid eyes on you.”

“do it then,” you grumble, moaning once his fat fingers drag further down your twitching folds. right at your exact words, he smacks your ass again without warning and you let off a cute yelp. “ngh,” you bite the inside of your cheek, preparing to take even more of hod thickset heavy inches.

toji was always big—you feel your mouth starting to shamefully water at how he’s easily stretching your cunt open. you’re so quiet that you hear yourself squelching and squeaking around him, ‘pop’ after ‘pop’ ringing through one ear and out the other. “quiet, babygirl. this slutty pussy should be the only thing who’s talkin’, not you.”

you moan at the familiar position you were in yet again—his favorite, doggystyle.

toji always made sure you had the most presentable arch for him, and he grunts the second his dick’s stretching you out from the inside. “atta fuckin’ girl, thereeee we go,” he feels you writhing, groaning at the gummy texture of your walls mightily gripping around him tight. toji gnaws on his lip once he sees your ass throwing back into him forward and he snickers once he catches you’re trying to secretly crawl away.

“hey,” he cocks his head, wrapping all five digits around your neck softly. at his grasp, he reels you right back into him and you moan once his cock’s resuming to deeply barrel itself inside until it can’t no more. “you wanted a good fillin’ so y’er gonna take it, not run,” and your cunt immediately pulsates from his lewd risqué words. “got me?”

“y- yes,” you whine, and you can’t help but gasp at the way your legs nearly give out just from his weighty size alone. you’ve taken him more times than you could count, but every time always felt like the first. your hands precariously grab onto the velvet-colored sheets before you bawl them up into your sweaty open palms. “fuuuck, jus hurry up toji. always take so fuckin’ long.”

“caaareful,” he warns you in a gruff voice, and he starts pounding right into you. you almost choke on the saliva that resides near the far back of your throat as his sharp hips pivot. there’s a sly undertone in his words as he speaks—and toji’s cock buries deeper into your soaked cunt until he’s really nice and snug. “you watch how ya speak ‘ta me. for all i care i could stop right now ‘n make you finish yourself off.”

a pout curls against your lips at his words, but his hips were just so mean and sloppy. you’re jerking back and forth against the stained sheets with his crushing weight endlessly hovering right over you. just a few more inches and he’d be literally crushing you for real, pounding into you much deeper than he already was.

“fuck,” you bite down on your jaw, and the bed starts to wail out in sweet agony. the constant creaks were getting hard to ignore, and callused hands of his continue to spank your ass every few seconds. “tojiiii, fuck right there . . please,” and he’s so deep that you feel his jutting dick pump in gummy areas that made your stomach churn. so good, all you could even think about was imagining his cum spilling all down your thighs and flooding your cunt full. “cum in—ow!”

he jibes once his rough bare hands snake between your slick thighs, gifting your slobbering stuffed pussy with a single mean smack of its own. you moan at his touch, and as you’re just profusely sopping wet, you grind your teeth against each other as his rowdy pace becomes even more ruthless. with toji—he could never keep his hands off of you, you’d have to pry them off. he’s touching and feeling you up everywhere, giving you slow yet deep thorough strokes every second.

scarred big hands grab near your tits, massaging the centers of his thumbs against your nipples as he’s now in prone bone. “yeah, that’s it,” he lets out a raspy whisper next to your ear. as he’s slowly swerving his hips into yours, his long tongue flicks against your lobe. “you don’t care about nothin’ dontcha, you jus want a fuckin’ baby, huh,” and he’s still got both hands attached to your breasts, moving his lips to pepper toward your neck. you moan from his hot touch, feeling your cunt eagerly gape up around him. so thick, the stretch always made your mouth water and knees buckle within you. “wanna be my pretty mama, all swollen ‘n pretty jus for me. you want that don’t ya?”

“y- yes,” you nod, his mushroom tip continuing to kiss near the goopy insides of your cunt. toji sinks his teeth into your neck, and he grunts once his rhythm starts to get relentless - he’s snapping into you deep and he’s hitting you raw. your tongue was all lolled out and you were very much dumb from his cock. completely dumbfounded—not a single thought went through your mind, and as he’s tempestuously pumping you full of heavy inches, his head tilts back once he finally cums.

viscous sweaty limbs glissade and rub off against each other as he slows completely down. toji groans loudly, and it’s a sexy guttural bellow that makes your cunt pathetically twitch. “oh fuck,” and as if on que, hot balmy ropes trickle right into you, shooting way into your sweet welcoming womb. toji’s pants grow heavy, and he feels your weak body shiver right underneath him. it’s cute. his big burly arms flex as he wraps each bicep around you whilst he’s still plugged in, giving you ribbons of seed that then starts to tear down each of your trembly thighs.

“ugh, fuckin’ messy girl,” he swallows, and your honeyed slick unapologetically pours right on him, making an even bigger mess. his hips movements were as slow as a snail—and now, he’s just holding you, still propped up from behind. toji groans hoarsely into your ear, hearing your squelching cunt moan out its own desperate pleas before he tantalizingly pulls out. “god, look at this shit.”

your breath grows shallow and shaky as he’s still pressed on top of you—sinking his weight against your own trembly body. the bed dips at the pounds of heavy weight and toji creeps a hand down between your unsteady thighs again, this time brushing a few plump fingers down your clit.

“mhm,” he huffs, a swollen fat thumb scooping up a few excess remnants of cum before bringing it toward his lips. once he spins you around so you could face him, you watch with dewy hooded eyes. you’re panting heavily before he shamelessly laps the mess up with his tongue. toji pops his thumb right into his mouth before pulling you into a sultry wet kiss just for you to taste it for yourself. with two echoing smacks of crashing lips, he pulls away, tenderly rabbing your chin.

with a smug, sleazy grin pulling against his lips, cold viridescent eyes bore into you and he pats your tummy. “you’re gonna be such a good mama for me, yeahhh you fuckin’ are.”

☆ NANAMI KENTO.

after you let nanami finish inside, it’s almost as if he’s a changed man. he fully submits to you, and once you let him finish inside, he quickly becomes addicted. he wants you to do it again, and again, and again—milk him for all that he’s worth, use him for your pleasure instead of his.

“use me,” he pleads in a gruff voice, his back hitting against the fat cushioned pillows made of cottony fluff. just a few seconds ago at the least, he just came inside and yet, he wants more. he wants to feel more of you, and as you return his lustful gaze, you’re met with the most kindest fawn eyes. nanami still had his work clothes on, barely. his tie was halfway tugged out and his slacks were halfway on. nanami’s tucked out collar had lip stain marks stained everywhere, all because of you. he clings onto your waist as you’re still stuffed with such amounts of cock before he repeats himself, his husky voice cracking and faltering from each sentence. “use me, sweetheart. i need it, need you.”

“say please,” you lean up against his ear, hot breath fanning up against the sensitive shell of his earlobe. nanami shivers, and the blond tresses that stick against his forehead tickle against your skin. you’re so close—you can smell his loud wooden cologne scent, you can even almost taste it. he always wears the brands you really like. nanami groans from your continuous teasing, feeling his own dumps of cum stir inside of you as your hips continue to jostle against him.

with a longing grunt, he sighs. “please, please use me,” and you feel his beefy arms wrap around your body. you teasingly trail a finger down his perfectly sculptured chest, toying with the loose fabric of his tie and watch as his lips squeeze up into a needy pout. your hips—he was never ever a match for them, for you.

nanami stares at your pretty thighs that merely stick together due to such amounts of glutinous candied ropes trying to ooze all out of your cunt. he grows sheepish, scratching down near the undercut of his hair. “m- my love, you’re . . bein’ quite the tease t’night, no?”

“i just like hearing you beg,” you sweetly coo, and his pecs abruptly clench. your pussy’s keeping him so warm that it’s almost not fair. nanami’s panting like a dog as his arms wraps around you. he’s so pretty like this, all defenseless and submissive—the pout that continues to spread across his lips was only the icing on the cake. once you move again, you’re barely even moving your hips and yet you’re still keeping his dribbling seed stuffed inside. it’s thick and creamy, a few droplets start to stream down the insides of your thighs and he can’t help but drag a finger against the tenacious stringy strings of hot perspiring cum. “fuck, you feel it too, ‘ken?”

nanami swallows, and he’s just speechless as he feels himself delicately pumping you full of all that he’s worth—its lewd enough to make his mouth, and his favorite part was to just grow quiet and listen to the harmonic sounds of your sloppy talkative cunt squelch out its final concluding sounds. so sweet, he holds you tight before burying his face right between your breasts, nodding weakly. “y- yes,” he mumbles, and his entire body was hot. all because of you, there’s a sweet lingering taste in his mouth and his eyes continue to grow hooded and low from your gripping sappy folds.

“ugh, sweetheart. ‘m gonna cum again jus from how good you feel,” he warns softly, his tongue gently lapping near your exposed nipples. you gasp, letting off a shivering moan yourself once his faint kitten licks swiftly turn into full blown sucks. he’s sucking on each of your tits tenderly, with care. “mmph,” his mouth was full, and strands of saliva drag out from his lips as he gives each mound its deserved uninvited attention. every few seconds, nanami’s brown eyes peer back up at you and that’s when you deuce to give his head a soft pat. “you drive me crazy, honey.”

“i know,” you whisper, your arms still thrown over his slump heavy shoulders. nanami’s face softens the more he looks at you and oh, he’s so in love.

a twist of a smile purses against his lips as he sees you leaning in. once he sits up again from your chest, nanami’s entire body feels weak the moment you entrap his quivering soft lips with a kiss yet again, taking his shallow breath away once more.

“ ‘s okay, relax,” you purr in a syrupy voice between wet needy kisses, your hips continuing to rut up against him again in soft juddering jerks. he groans in your mouth, scissoring your swollen insides with his flaccidly soft cock. fuck, he was so sensitive. his entire body felt as if it was on autopilot, and your teasing didn’t exactly help things. your pretty cunt’s got him caught and enticed in a trance that he never wanted to escape out of — and that’s when a whine leaves his lips once he realizes that he’s cumming again.

spurts of hot seed shoot into you raw and he pulls away from your lips to gasp for air, digging his stubby nails firmly into your hips. “fuck, fuck,” and even his swear words sounded so pretty. nanami prefers it like this so much—he prefers it without the stupid feeling of rubber getting in the way, he prefers to feel the real thing.

you feel his swollen heavy base sink down from underneath you as he’s pouring such thick viscid clumps inside of you. “fnhh, hold me,” he pleads, and he’s shivering. you raise a brow and he grumps before abruptly rephrasing his lewd sentence, adding on a single word. “. . please.”

“good boy,” you whisper, holding him tight. nanami’s a mess crumbling right within your hold and he gnaws on his lip at the feeling of himself flooding you full. with cute exaggerated deep breaths, he’s languidly dumping in yet another hot load of cum inside of you. buttery white strings tape and glue against the sides of your legs and he feels his heart pulse quicken at your sudden praises. “that’s it, let go f’ me. make a mess, baby. ‘s oka—”

“just marry me already,” he moans, cutting you off mid-sentence. his face flushed and he just couldn’t take it anymore. he needed you, and he was already whipped. nanami can barely comprehend the things he’s spewing out from his wet parted lips but he doesn’t care. his face goes to shove back into the valley of your chest before he speaks in a cute mumble.

“fuck, i need you to be my wife. w- wanna do this every day day with you. please marry me, please.”

☆ SATORU GOJO.

“but—but baby please,” he pouts, his bottom lip quivering as he stares at your cute twitching body writhing underneath him.

frosty blue eyes rover down toward your stomach and it’s so cute—so swollen and plump. he’s been filling you up for hours, though of course for satoru, those hours only felt like minutes. his stamina was always equivalent to a horse. when it comes to satoru gojo, he fucks you mean and good at the same time until you’re just a babbling mess with his cum dribbling down your thighs.

like you are now,

he’s got you in nothing more but mating press and his weight’s nearly crushing you. satoru’s hovering over you and he leans in to tenderly suck near your exposed collarbone. “more, ‘m not done. my angel’s tummy isn’t plump enough yet.”

“ ‘toru, you always do this,” you moan, shaky flimsy arms wrapping around his broad pent up shoulders. he returns your gaze, and as the two of you lock eye contact, he’s nothing but feral. satoru’s heavily panting, bottomed out entirely inside of your pretty pussy as you’re trapping him with your sopping wet warmth. you’ve lost track of how many rounds it’s been, all you knew was that you were just as much of a mess as he was. satoru leans in for a kiss and you merrily return it, gasping once he starts to hump on you. he can’t help it, and his big broad hands sneak toward your bouncy tits, grabbing them softly. “ngh, ‘m full ‘toru, fuck.”

“but i wan’ you to get fuller,” he whispers in a raspy tone, and snowy white strands of hair occlude his eye sight from the constant unsteady movements. he’s so pretty, even more pretty up close. satoru’s thrusts become sloppy within seconds, and his fat cock’s emitting out even more slimy ropes of cum.

he grunts, burying his face into your neck as your sappy folds drip with racy filth of its own. so good, you can hear his choking whimpers continue to coo out from the back of his throat as his washboard abs press right up against your chest. “ugh, good girl. take it all f’me, you always take it so good everytime, fuck,” his brows curl up due to the overwhelming feeling of inevitable euphoria. satoru licks a stripe near your neck as he’s still rocking his hips into you slowly, and he grunts. “good girl, make me a daddy. ‘m gonna give you all my kids, promise.”

as he scrupulously pivots his hips further into you, his tremulous pants become more and more raspy. that little subtle detail about the changing patterns of his heavy breathing was attractive. his cock freely rummages through your greedy walls and satoru bites down on his lip, hard.

he was practically bending you, stretching you out as if your limbs were nothing but elastic. “s- satoruuu,” you babble as your cunt continues to clamp on and around him. so sloppy, your own sappy slick juices create a lewd concoction of filth as both bodies continue to move and pulverize against each other. the sharp collision of his hips that repeatedly slams into you leaves you speechless and entirely dumbfounded. he’s so rough, yet his hands were always gentle and tender. satoru loved more than anything to treat your pretty jerking body underneath him like a rag doll. “fuck, slow down ‘m gonna cu— oh!”

his bumpy crownhead vigorously kisses up against your sweetest spot thrice, and that’s when you feel finally yourself letting go. his hips punctuate within each jagged thrust and you don’t even realize that you’re gushing right down his cock. it was a feeling unlike any other.

“mhm,” he raises a brow, feeling a sudden spurt splash against him. satoru’s breathing gets irregular again as the bed resumes to creak until it’s just crying out desperate pathetic mewls. with skin continuing to stick against skin, you two were practically glued to each other. satoru’s throat grows dry once he registers that you just squirted on him, and he’s got the most smug expression. “oh,” he hums, slowly raising up one of your legs. with droopy eyes and a lazily hung open mouth, you watch as he playfully licks your ankle. “my baby jus squirted on me ‘n she didn’t even ask, how rude.”

“s- satoru,” you stammer out his name again, and you’re so feebly dumb from his cock that those same three vowels continue to slither from your lips again and again and again until you sound like a broken record. your body shook underneath him and he softly grabs your chin, still barreling his hefty cock deep inside. a shadowing flush of embarrassment overtakes you as you feel yourself staining the sheets with a grey forming tint. instinctively, your hands go up to cover your face and satoru snickers.

“nuh uh don’t do that,” he sweetly purrs, grabbing your wrists and planting a kiss near the center of your forehead. once his lips ghost against your skin, you feel hot again and he flashes you a cheeky grin despite how he was sweating bullets. “such a pretty girl,” and you moan, feeling him slowly pull out. the slippery piles of cum drool out from your saturated folds and you hear the ‘popping’ squelches slosh. satoru kisses the back of your hand, and he aligns himself once more, leaning up close to your ear.

“but baby, you’d be an even prettier mommy.“

☆ SUKUNA RYŌMEN.

“stupid woman,” the demon snarls, slumping back against his royal throne with you straddling him.

all various crimson eyes of his maliciously bore into you as you’re grinding your hips against him, bucking sloppily into his very being. one of his arms wrap around your waist before he tilts your chin up to face him directly. you’re met with the eyes of the notorious sukuna ryomen, and a thumb rubs against your bottom lip before he scoffs. “tsk. is that what you truly desire? to be stuffed by me until your weak cunt’s all flooded with my cum?”

“y- yes,” you say in a whiny tone, hauling your flimsy arms over his broad shoulders. sukuna’s body was very big, and his frame was even bigger. you had some amounts of mercy since he was sitting down—but if he was standing up, you’d have an another force to be reckoned with.

his warmth frequently envelops your pasty walls as you continue to move in careless sync with his sharply structured hips. but fuck, every time your ass jostled into him, you felt his second cock that’s stacked from behind brush up against your swollen cunt. those brief feelings of gripping friction always makes your thighs shiver and send a school of butterflies to assault inside the pits of your stomach. you moan, secretly wishing you were taking both of him instead of just one. “finish inside, ‘kuna. please, i need it.”

he jeers at your plea, holding you in place as your body continues to grind straight into him—sweet wanton whines slip past your glossed lips as his bulbous tip continues to thrust into you in and out. “what you need is some manners, girl,” he playfully flicks your forehead, and you let off a sweet pouty whimper.

“uh huh,” and he lies further back against his regal throne, sitting upright with his left thigh bouncing to tease you even more. skin roughly slaps amongst each other in such a crude way that it makes all of the hairs near your neck stand up. every sound being made echos through his chambers and you’re just hoping that no one heard. the demon then grabs your chin again, pressing a chaste deep kiss onto your pretty quivering lips. “fuck, ‘m gonna make you my queen. ya gonna give me dozens of demon brats, ‘s that what you want, princess?”

“mhm,” you nod, and he barely gives you a chance to reply with the way his crooked lips slam onto yours. sukuna tastes sweet, he always does.

a rich sugary flavor coats his forked tongue as your own delves straight into his mouth. your body blissfully saws against his in such insane sync that it makes you feel tingles everywhere.

sukuna smugly hums, feeling your cute curious human hands roam down the edges of his silky made kimono. “please,” you croak between sweet needy kisses, his cock repeatedly hammering up against that spot every single time. it was as if his cock was a dart and your swollen pulsating cunt was the target. after each striking sloppy thrust, he’s hitting bullseye every second. with the way he’s hitting you in all the right spots at the right exact time, it scratches a carnal itch in your brain that leaves you utterly stupid for a few seconds. “make me your queen, ‘kuna. breed me, make me f- full.”

by this point, he’s just using you as his own personal—favorite—fleshlight. two wide hands glue to your waist, sharp dark fingernails teasingly stroking against your skin as he’s bouncing you up and down his bulging massive shaft.

you moan, feeling his ruby red eyes stare at you menacingly the entire time, and you’re chasing each drawn out pant of your shallow irregular breaths. “c’mon then,” he snarls, baring a single serrated fang. the both of you were so so close to shooting blanks until it eventually comes. everything comes immediately like a wave. “take it, princess.”

within seconds, you’re creaming down his cock and he’s pumping you full of thick ribbony ropes.

your cunt throbs the second he spills an entire whopping load inside of you raw, and you nuzzle your face into his neck. “s- sukuna,” you stammer, and your walls were forevermore oh so greedy, adjusting to the way your pussy convulses around him. you both cum in torrent and a surge of electricity pulses through each of your veins. it’s a slight feeling of tweaking pangs that efflux through the undersides of your thighs before your entire body erupts with shakes. “fuck, ‘s much.”

“ ‘n ya better take every drop, s-shit,” he groans, suddenly getting quiet once he feels your jittery hips start to pick up its bouncing again. he’s still sensitive, and he hisses before slumping back against his throne, trying to keep up his stern somber façade.

sukuna’s entire body was dipped in sweat, and his pink slit brows arch together in euphoric agony.

silence is his next response, and he’s still holding you by the waist, an oozing dribbling knot plugging into you effortlessly. it’s so warm and sweltering hot, a temperature you couldn’t even describe as well as your pussy ever could. the very pit of you stomach coils in lewd awe as you’re met with his now flaccid cock just stilling inside of you.

“c-curses, fuck me,” the demon shrills, grabbing your hips and bringing you to a pausing halt.

and for a split second, you could have sworn you just heard him, the king of curses whimper. .

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