#i knew he was hot but i didnt know he was HOT

[maplesyrupsainz]

˖⁺｡˚⋆˙written in the stars | DR3˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: daniel ricciardo x fem y/n reader (she/her)

genre: social media au

warnings: age gap!!

summary: in which you both meet after break ups and mend each other, or in which the world focuses on the wrong things about your relationship

a/n: kind of an old request i never got round to but i fear i need to break up all the charles reqs with some daniel 🙏 hope u enjoy LOL

request!!!: can i req daniel ricciardo age gap fanfic pls plssss

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fc: ruby lynn

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yourbff girl what happened last night 😂

yourusername u know im the last person you should be expecting to remember that

yourbff oh okay valid

friend1 so much fun

yourusername ilysm

friend2 single life suits you babe

yourusername 😀 dont remind me

friend3 miss u wish i could've made it

yourusername soon u lil busy body!!!

yoursister interesting coping mechanism

yourusername learned from the best

yoursister 🤨 who me or mom

yourusername ...both

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yourbff so is he hot

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yourbff YESSSSS I TOLD U SO

yoursister and this is?

yourusername just a friend 😇

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user1 helloooo???

user2 didnt u & heidi break up??

user3 is this heidi or a different girl

user4 i knew u & heidi didnt break up!!!

user5 so cute

landonorris and who is this?

danielricciardo 🤫

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yourbff HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

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friend1 haps baps gorgeous

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friend3 cant wait to see u later!!!

danielricciardo happy birthday❤️

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txts between daniel & lando !!

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user14 omg??? @.user15 look at this

user15 wtf how did u find this

user14 i jus noticed lando AND charles both followed her recently

user16 yo we got a detective over here

user17 SHE'S 22 YRS OLD???

user18 wowwww so young happy birthday i guess

user19 daniel is dating a 22 yr old...?

user20 kind of weird no

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yourusername oh i did, tysm for coming!!

user21 what if they're just friends

user22 😂 yea righttttt

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f1gossip daniel ricciardo spotted with rumoured new partner 22 year old y/n y/l/n. the two have sparked controversy recently due to their large age gap.

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user31 oh so they are dating.....

user32 who even cares abt their age gap as long as they're happy!!!

user33 frrrr they're both adults soo?

user34 right and they obviously just met recently

user35 im jus glad to see daniel moving on from heidi

user36 i kind of love them together

user37 we should just leave them alone

user38 agree it's literally none of our business

user39 sooo cute he's whipped for her i fear

user40 i love them ... LOL

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danielricciardo life's been a bit of a whirlwind 🌪️

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user41 omg sooo cute

user42 the candid pics of y/n omg he's obsessed

yourbff you cuties

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user43 awww he deserves to be happy tbh

user44 still not convinced on the age gap looool

user45 get over it...

landonorris ur new better half

danielricciardo shut up loser

yourusername yup🙂‍↕️ lando right for once

landonorris feels like ur bullying me but i'll take it

user46 maybe daniel is her sugar daddy

user47 wtf is wrong with you LOL

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landonorris HAHAHAHA

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danielricciardo 😍 you fixed my heart

yourusername and you mine🥹

user48 SOOO cute i love that they went thru break ups together

user49 they were meant to be

user59 written in the stars ✨

THE END 🩷

[yenonnoff]

t. kageyama — to you, my dear

pairing: kageyama x gn!reader

content/warnings: written fic, timeskip with adlers kageyama, heavy angst, mentions of death and unnamed illness, grieving, y/n likes folding origami (vv cool), voice is described as light and bubbly sry (◞‸◟), ooc, didnt know how to end it i hope u like it still :D

word count: 2.2k

synopsis: you snuck into his heart with one origami crane, and he fell hopelessly in love with you. however, fate was merciless and it had other plans for you.

a/n: kageyama is so fine wow he deserves everything ↳ ♪ masterlist ☆

externally: kageyama tobio was okay. to his teammates, his audience, and regular passersby, he was still the hardworking, perfectionist Adlers setter everyone knew and loved. 

internally: kageyama tobio was torn and ripped apart like useless paper. the setter, who prided himself on his victories and achievements, lost an imperative battle that cost him everything. he’d lost you to your illness, and you had taken his heart with you to your grave. 

kageyama would never blame you for what happened. not in a million years; not even when the world was falling apart, and that was his only ticket to salvation. you didn’t deserve it. deep down, he knew what he was getting himself into when you came to watch the Adlers match that day. 

you were close friends with ushijima. so close that you were invited to his game with the opportunity of meeting his teammates after their match. it was like an ant show: his teammates swarmed you as if you were the biggest cracker they’d ever seen. 

that was the moment kageyama knew to stay away. it wasn’t something the setter usually got himself caught up in. besides, your honeyed smiles and merry acceptance of their weird behavior just further augmented his point. 

he knew that kind of demeanor. the one where they’re happy just because. they fret and fawn over trivial details, and notice things that aren’t worth noticing. more than anything, people like you enjoyed living in the moment.

kageyama was no stranger to that kind of attitude. he’d been surrounded by all sorts of people, most prominently the happy-go-lucky types. so, he automatically flagged you as red in his system. you were trouble—an impending headache in human form. 

but that same captivating and lively attitude was what lured him towards you. 

when you strolled over to where he stood (towel resting around his neck and drinking from the water bottle in his hand), kageyama tobio froze. 

“hi!” you smiled warmly, holding out your hand to shake his. 

the setter tilted his head, lowering the bottle to his side awkwardly. suddenly, the gymnasium felt unbearably cold—freezing. did they turn the aircon up? and out of nowhere, kageyama started feeling self-conscious about everything: himself, his hands, and the sweat rolling down the back of his neck. 

“uh, sorry. my hands are sweaty.” 

a loud “oh” left your lips, and your previously dumbfounded mien cracked into laughter. the setter tilted his head again, watching as you tried calming yourself down. “i’m sorry, you just looked so genuine. thank you for worrying about my hands, kageyama.”

he opened his mouth to reply, but you continued promptly. “i’m y/n l/n by the way, toshi’s friend. i wanted to know a bit about everyone before meeting them, but you know how he is. when i—” 

a talker, was all kageyama could think about while you chatted. you talked a lot and quickly at that, but maybe it wasn’t a bad thing. your voice was light and bubbly. it was bewitching, and kageyama tobio was charmed. the realization made him flush a bright red. 

“—don’t even think he knows anything about his teammates!” you paused to peer up at your supposed interlocutor. “kageyama?” 

“huh?” he replied in a dazed manner. 

oh, god. this was embarrassing. he really wanted to hide in a ditch somewhere. it wasn’t even his first name, but you’d somehow enthralled him into a hot and distracted mess. he’d been tricked—was what he wanted to desperately believe. 

“oh, sorry. i rambled too much,” you apologized with a smile. a guileless one. and immediately, kageyama knew he was doomed. 

he steeled himself in an attempt to regain composure, replying plainly, “it’s okay….so, uh, what do you do?” 

the question was a start. it was the trigger for everything, and somehow, it was also a mistake. for the first time in his life, something unrelated to volleyball made kageyama tobio’s heart flutter. 

it barely lasted a second, but it was there. that’s all that mattered. he’d felt it when you started talking again, this time about your profession. 

“i work as an assistant elementary school teacher. well, used to. i had to leave for medical issues.” 

elementary school teacher, kageyama repeated in his mind. now, everything made sense: your openness and chatty personality. your pleasant voice. the endearing smile you adorn that could charm millions. it was a profession that suited you, and the thought made the setter’s heart soften. 

then, he asked about the latter half of your sentence and you described it as “bad luck.” you were struck with a strange illness that currently had no cure. it was the exhausting kind. the one that would eventually drain all your energy until you could no longer function. “i only started regaining some strength recently. enough to visit toshi’s game! so, now i’m here.” 

your sweet smile was cruel. if you asked kageyama, he would’ve said it was more than just bad luck. but he didn’t say anything, especially not after his other teammates called for you so exuberantly. 

after all, it wasn’t something the setter usually got caught up in, anyway.

but you didn’t attend anymore games after that. the others had wanted you to visit again, but due to health reasons, you weren’t able to come. ushijima relayed your apologies to everyone instead. 

what had shocked the setter was his initial worry. he barely knew you, and yet, you consumed his mind whenever he was on the court. where were you? how were you doing? you would’ve been watching by now, cheering loudly for ushijima’s crazy spikes. these were just some thoughts kageyama had about you. 

even if the two of you were strangers, you had been a kind one. considerate enough to approach him standing on the sidelines. you didn’t deserve any of this, so, he cared more than he should’ve. 

however, what was even more shocking, was the immense relief he’d felt when you returned. glowing, bright, still smiling. 

he didn’t approach you first, waiting until the others were done surrounding you. deja-vu was what he’d felt. 

“hi!” your cheery voice made him freeze in place. deja-vu. this time, you looked more hesitant in a way, and kageyama noticed. he didn’t say anything, though. he only reached his hand out, inviting you into a handshake. 

“oh,” you said, failing to hide your blissful surprise. “your hand isn’t sweaty this time?” it was a joke, but the setter took it seriously with an adamant nod. he was prepared ever since he saw you sit down in the front row. at his ingenuousness, you laughed and wrapped both hands around his. the setter’s cheeks and ears glowed a warm vermillion. 

the physical contact didn’t last very long. perhaps only for a couple seconds until kageyama pulled away. it wasn’t that he didn’t like it. your hands were smooth and full of care—unblemished and soothing. your touch was much more: direct and purposeful. it seemed every time he saw you, kageyama’s heart had something new to jump at. 

but because of that, he didn’t want to touch you. compared to yours, the athlete’s hands were callused and coarse. they were rough and not devoid of bruises or marks; they were like sandpaper. if you touched them, would you get appalled? the setter was afraid his hands would taint your much softer ones. 

your voice brought him back to reality. “oh, here. i made you a little something to commemorate your victory.” 

kageyama stared at the paper crane held in front of him. it was dangling from your hand, tied to a blue string decorated with small, shiny beads. he examined it further when you dropped it onto his palms. the origami, made out of pretty blue patterned paper, matched its string. 

apparently, you had made all of his teammates one. origami folding was kind of your shtick, and you told the setter how you enjoyed making them with your students during pastime. it was also a good hand exercise, beneficial especially for your health and all.  

“the others got to choose whatever color and design they wanted, but i made this one special. it’s one of a kind!” you bounced over to his side, leaning in to adjust the crane still resting on his palms. there was a messy smiley face that you drew on one of its wings. 

messy might’ve been an understatement. the smile was crooked and squiggly and cute. kageyama tobio allowed himself a laugh, turning his head to the side to chuckle. it was truly unique—one of a kind. 

the next day, the setter bought a pack of origami paper and waited to see you again. he’ll have something to talk to you about. something other than volleyball, the weather, or your health. 

and you did come. sometimes back to back; sometimes randomly. you’d dip and show up to a match a couple weeks later. still, kageyama would look forward to seeing you again. it motivated him to play better so that he’d get to see your joyful face afterwards. 

he’d tell you about his origami process, mentioning his struggles and showing you the strange abomination he folded last night. the setter’s rough hands weren’t like yours. they performed serves and sets; they made contact with volleyballs and gymnasium floors on a daily basis. making precise folds with thin paper was an unfamiliar task to them. 

so, you helped out. everytime you came, you’d show him how to fold a new design after his match. you liked to increase the difficulty level to tease him (even suggesting he fold a 5x5 cm design once). but kageyama was a learner, and a fast one. with you by his side, he believed he could do anything. 

you cradled his heart with your tender hands. and under that care, kageyama tobio melted more than he—or anyone—thought he would. 

the first time he asked you out, it was for a leisurely stroll through town, where you stopped by more than a couple stationary stores. 

alone in an aisle with him, he asked you candid questions, displaying his confusion at the variety of textures and patterns. “is there a volleyball one?” he asked once, and you laughed lovingly. the moment was healing. the moment meant everything to kageyama. your genuine happiness was worth every cheeky question. 

at the end of the third date, kageyama hugged you close to him. your warmth swirled and mixed together. with his arms around you, you felt his desperation and, most importantly, his love. 

kageyama was a volleyball player, but he wasn’t unaware. he knew the time you had together was not infinite. if he let go of you now, would he see you ever again? he’d dug too big of a hole for himself, but he was unwilling to let go of his affection for you. he was stubborn and hopeless, but he was stubborn and hopeless with you. 

you knew how he felt about your illness. you knew his undeniable feelings for you. so, you pulled away and kissed him with passion you didn’t know you were saving. haunted with imminent death, you carelessly fell in love with a volleyball player. haunted with the thought of you slipping away forever, kageyama kissed you back deeper—with his whole heart. 

time was cruel. fate, however, was much worse. it despised you, seeking merciless ways to rob you of your merited happiness. it cursed you with an illness you never deserved. so, kageyama tobio—Adlers’ pro setter who learned how to fold silly origami—hated fate too. for both yours and his heart’s sake.

it allowed you two months of silence before sneaking up to your hospital room. then, you were gone forever. 

the next day, kageyama attended your funeral service. people greeted him and expressed their condolences, people like his teammates and ushijima. they all knew what you’d meant to him and vice versa. the setter bore his feelings behind a closed door and thanked them. he was the last to leave, standing in front of your smiling portrait until his legs were numb. 

it was worse when he got home—when the realization tore him apart. overflowing with grief and sorrow, kageyama cried at his front door. he’d barely made a couple steps into his house before devastation swallowed him whole. now, there was an empty place in his chest that he’ll never get back. 

he still played, though. play matches, win them, go home and start over. he’d play and practice, play and practice, then do it all over again until his coarse hands were red and full of blisters. 

but he never stopped thinking about you. before each match, he’d sit down and fold one of the designs you taught him. from flowers to objects to cranes and animals. he practiced them everyday until they started stacking up. he did this because he knew memories were unfair and traitorous. they naturally decay and become worn each time you recall them; they’re cruelly vulnerable to change. sooner or later, the details of your idyllic but simple moments together would chip away and dissolve. there would be nothing left. kageyama tobio only had this to cling onto.

the last thing you showed him how to fold was a blue penguin. he folded those the most because it was the last time he got to see you smile. “it’s simple but cute! look at it, it reminds me of you,” was what you’d said. god knows how many times kageyama replayed those words in his mind. 

even now, he still looks for you in the crowds; in the people he meets; and in pretty origami paper.

if u made it this far have a cookie <3 (@kqbukimono @mylahrins hehehfh hi!!! hello!!!!)

in all seriousness, i know the process of grieving is subjective, but i wanted to make sure i was able to portray it properly. if i or my writing came off as insensitive, please let me know. i want to fix my mistakes and learn from them.

[mishy-mashy]

[chemicalarospec]

Me not experiencing any attraction: damn it seems fun kind of wish I did... Lemme pick who I WOULD have a crush on... Trick(??) myself into (thinking I am??) having feelings towards them.

Me experiencing genuine attraction: UMMM what is this i don't know how to deal with this how do i turn it off?

[kyuala]

hmm

[comphetthings]

Women are just generally more attractive than men. Like, it’s just a known fact. Women are pretty and cute and sksksksk and men just... ugh. But I’m totally straight because I had a crush on Harry styles when I was nine.

[boobliker42069]

for art requesting... whoever from tgcf you think would fit the members of mcr (i guess in a modern au way but like. we're free balling SO)

BESTIE BAE U ARE SO REAL FOR THIS. it may come as no surprise to u that i have thought abt this subject extensively so here r my answers (please note these are Not the same with my tgcf modern hardcore au im working on rn but are very similar) (im insane) (details in tags)

[an-orca-on-a-stroll]

wanted to share some pics of my durge :D his name is blade, he's a ranged champion fighter with a bit of gloomstalker ranger, so he's like a sharpshooter and prefers stealth, but being a drow + high dexterity means he can use finesse weapons so he's not afraid to get all close and personal and thrust a rapier through someone's skull every now and then. chaotic neutral, he enjoys some casual murder and the occasional massacre (he definitely had a good time killing all those goblins). he absolutely will kill you if he finds you annoying, also he enjoys fucking with or antagonizing people and is generally a menace. is pretty arrogant, acts kinda high and mighty sometimes, definitely made some questionable decisions that got him (and the party) in trouble by being a little shit at inappropriate times. but he likes children and usually helps them (not always kindly but. y'know. he does help them), likes animals (rip to that squirrel though) and is very loyal to those he considers his friends and if someone tries to hurt them he will tear off their limbs and start beating that person with them. then gouge out their eyes and kill them in the worst most painful way etc etc. his besties are astarion lae'zel and shadowheart. isn't he adorable

I just got to the start of Act 3 (after 3 months of playing, my job is killing me) dunno what route im going for if good or evil idk im just vibing also i have the durgetash brainrot so who knows he might become evil if gortash asks him who said tjat. anyway

[lupato]

oh shit There you are. entire reason why i wanted to bump kabuto up on the watchlist

[hyunubear]

so it’s being reported that min is doing active duty 🥲 I wonder what the rest will do… i can see hw and jh doing public service and ki and kyun doing active maybe. ki is definitely not missing a chance to fight 😂

Yeah😞😞i saw that news as soon as I woke up... and like... logically i know that he's a grown man or whatever but I cannot help wanting to protect him because he's my poor little meow meow okay?😭😭😭 he's too precious for war... he should be in his studio painting his silly little arts on random objects....

[woahajimes]

iM SO PISSED.

[monsterslament]

bruh moment

[ravs6709]

97% of the time when I'm feeling heavy aesthetic attraction it's to a woman so when it does end up to a man it always hits me like a truck

[timecrack]

little rant incoming

[nanaslutt]

The nastiest man alive

ft.Geto Suguru

contains: fem reader, spitting, finger sucking, spanking, begging, dirty talk, rough sex, dacraphillia, cum eating, unprotected sex, cumming inside, multiple rounds, established relationship

MDNI

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Geto had you on top of him riding his cock, his thick fingers digging into the fat of your ass as he helped move you up and down on his cock, his feet planted firmly on the bed so he could meet your thrusts halfway, fucking into you from underneath. "Fuck mama your pussy is so fucking loud~" Geto groaned, his eyes glued to where the two of you were connected.

You squealed in embarrassment, your moan turning into a yelp when Geto landed a heavy hand down on the fat of your ass, gripping the skin there. He watched with a slacked jaw as your cunt leaked all over his pelvis, a white ring of your cum sitting at the base of his cock from how wet you were.

Your legs suddenly tensed up when Geto thrust his cock straight into a particularly sensitive spot inside you, making your nails dig into the skin over his abs. He watched your head tip back, your mouth falling open as he quickly caught on, smiling as he fucked his cock into that same spot over and over, leaving you weak on top of him, your body bouncing weakly atop his thighs.

"What's wrong baby? 'S it feel good right here? Hmm? Right here?" Geto teased, watching your face closely as he bullied his cock inside of you, a hand sliding in front of you to rub at your clit. "Sugu- Fuck!" You whined, gritting your teeth together as both of your hands shot to his wrist, gripping his hand to try and get him to slow down--or you were going to cum.

"Nuh uh, just take it, baby, take my cock 'n my fingers~" He groaned, planting his feet closer to his body against the sheets so he could get better leverage while he fucked you. You could do nothing but whine and moan helplessly on top of Geto as he fucked the life out of you, feeling yourself quickly spiral toward your first orgasm of the night from his relentless pleasuring.

His fingers splayed themselves out against your pelvis, his thumb rubbing quickly circles against your clit, the wetness from your leaking pussy making the slide feel so fucking good. Your chin tipped down to look at the man underneath you when you felt yourself approach your high--only seconds away from tipping off the edge.

Geto knew this, of course, he knew your body better than he knew his own. Your pussy was squeezing and pulsing rhythmically around his cock, acting as if it was trying to milk him for all he was worth--of course, he knew you were about to cum. "Sugu- Sugu I'm gonna cum-" You warned him, rocking your hips against his hand, making his thumb rub your swollen clit harder.

"I know baby I know, I got you." He giggled, his eyes flitting between your own teary and your sopping wet cunt, greedily swallowing up his thick cock. You felt the first hot tear roll down your cheeks, the droplet sliding down your rosy face and finding its way to your neck, mixing with your sweat and making it unrecognizable.

"You cryin' from my cock? It feels that good?" Geto asked, cockiness laced in his tone. You would've tried to respond with something just as smart if you could, but unfortunately for you, your orgasm decided to hit you just as his words did.

"Oh fuck- Good girl, I got you mama-" Geto groaned, fucking you through your high. "I won't stop till you're done." He added, biting his lip between his teeth as he watched your body shake and jolt on top of him. Your cunt clenched around his cock like a vice, he had to take deep breaths in order to keep humping his cock into your warm walls and not spill his seed inside you.

Tears streamed down your face from both of your eyes as you came all over his cock, one of your hands falling from his wrist to catch yourself on his sturdy abs, your nails digging into his pale skin. Geto's heart sped up in his chest--of course, he didnt like seeing you sad or crying, but when it was from his dick? That was a different story.

"Ohmygod-" You whined as you started coming down, Geto noticing the way your cunt's spasms calmed down around you, his thrusts stopping in tandem. You gripped his wrist hard, signaling for him to stop rubbing your sensitive clit or you were going to pass out from the overstimulation.

Geto felt like he had come just from watching you, your expressions were so cute when you came, and the way your body was completely at his mercy while you were in such a vulnerable state made him feel high.

While you were busy catching your breath and waiting for your brain to start functioning properly again, Geto took the opportunity to sit up and wrap a strong arm around your body. His other hand came up to cradle your face. You leaned into his touch, closing your eyes as you gasped and whined from the new angle, Geto's still hard cock was pushing against your most sensitive spots inside you like this.

"Did so good baby, how did that feel?" He asked, leaning forward to press a kiss to your forehead. You kept your eyes shut while you spoke, letting Geto pamper your face with kisses. "'S good Sugu, thought I died for a second there." You said, resulting in a giggle from the dark-haired man.

"Yeah? Guess I did something right then huh?" He asked. It was your turn to laugh at his words, his arm wrapping tighter around your body as he kissed your face, making your bodies press flush together.

You were about to let Geto know you were ready to go again when you felt something wet and hot press against your face, the soft feeling rubbing along the length of your cheek, sliding up to your eye before it was gone, a trail of cold, wet, saliva left in its wake--Geto had just licked your tears away.

You cracked your eyes open, the undersides of your eyes a slight pinkish-red color from your crying. You stared at him with raised eyebrows, your mouth open in a small o. Geto smiled at you before pressing a kiss to your lips, "Salty." He mumbled, his hands sliding down the sides of your body and landing on your thighs as he flopped back down onto the bed, his hair sprawling out around him perfectly. How was it possible for someone to be so handsome?

"You'll swallow anything won't you?" You asked him, faux disgust plastering itself on your face as you leaned forward over him, placing your hands by his shoulders on the bed. Geto's hands came to grip the fat of your ass, massaging the fat there soothingly. "If it comes from you I'll drink up anything.~," Geto said cheesily, making you scoff.

"So dirty." You said, referring to his mouth as you gripped his chin in your hand, shaking it back and forth to emphasize your words before you placed it back down on the sheets next to his head. His hands gripped the skin of your ass before he landed another smack, making your body jolt at the unexpected feeling, a gasp slipping from your lips.

"Only for you," Geto said, smiling as he slowly began thrusting his cock inside your hole. The two of you quickly got back into a rhythm, you shut your eyes and moaned into the room as you fucked your hips back onto his cock slowly, meeting his shallow thrusts. "How are you even softer inside? Huh?" Geto asked, tipping his head to the side, trying to get a view of your pussy that was being obstructed by your body so close to his.

"Was it from how hard I made you cum? Or maybe it's so soft from how good my dick is at loosening you up." Geto babbled, making you clench around him. You felt yourself drip at his words, his slow teasing thrusts working you over so well. "S-stop talking." you chastized, squeezing your eyes together tighter as you focused on how deep he was inside you.

Geto giggled, his fingers sliding down to where the two of you met to tease around the entrance of your cunt, rubbing the opening of your cunt and the base of his cock with V-shaped fingers as he collected some of your wetness there. "Why? My words make you too horny?" He teased, keeping his eyes on your face as he watched your expression screw together as he rubbed the outside of your pussy.

His fingers were gone as soon as they came. One of his hands stayed on your ass, helping you fuck yourself on his cock while the other; covered in your cum; pressed itself to your pouted lips, the unexpected feeling making you peel your eyes open to look at him. "Open," Geto spoke, the teasing tone that was just in his voice long gone as he instructed you to suck his fingers coated in your wetness.

You obeyed his words, your mouth splitting and your tongue falling out as you let Geto slide his fingers inside your mouth. "That's it.. taste yourself for me." He whispered, fucking his hips into you harder, feeling himself throb at the sight and feeling of your lips wrapping around his thick fingers.

You moaned around them, your tongue sliding around the digits and simultaneously licking off the liquid around them as Geto watched you with an open mouth, groaning at the sight. "Don't swallow." He instructed, pressing his fingers deeper inside of your mouth, watching with furrowed eyebrows as you gagged around them.

Geto's body jerked when he felt your body react, your throat squeezing around the tips of his fingers as he continued thrusting them inside your mouth. Drool had started to leak from the sides of your lips, sliding down his fingers and creating quite a mess on his hand. One that made his balls clench with the need to fill you this instant.

"God I love how fucking messy you are with it." Geto praised, keeping his eyes glued to your mouth, his hips fucking into you harder, making you release frequent moans and whines around his fingers, vibrating them. "Suckin' them like you suck my cock, they taste that good? Huh? You like the taste of your sweet pussy?" Geto teased, biting his lip harshly between his teeth, his own words riling him up.

He groaned when you nodded, his fingers popping out from between your lips as he pulled them back unexpectedly, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his thick fingers. You watched as Geto brought the messy fingers down to his lips, licking off your remnants.

You cringed slightly at his shameless display of the need to drink up everything that came from your body. He really was a nasty nasty man. A deep blush spread across your face as he pulled his fingers from his mouth after cleaning them off, the hand going back to join his other in helping you fuck yourself on his dick.

"Let me taste you pretty. Cmon, give me a tatse." Geto begged. Tipping his head back, he stuck out his tongue, his hips thrusting into you harder as he waited for you to understand what he meant. The dull taste of your pussy on his tongue from his fingers wasn't enough, he needed more, he needed to taste exactly what you did--and instead of scooping some more up directly from the source, Geto thought of a better way to taste you, a filthier way, one more fitting for him.

"Spit in my mouth mama, dont keep me waiting." He begged, his cheeks dusting pink as he felt himself get closer and closer to his high--waiting for the final thing you needed to give him to push him over the edge. "You can't be s-serious-" You moaned, getting cut off by a groan when he made you roll your ass down against him harder, his cock drilling into your sweet spot from the new angle.

"So fucking serious, I need it, spit in my mouth pretty cmon, cmon, just once, please. He begged, sticking his tongue out once more as he waited patiently to feel it. You felt your entire body heat up at his request. Sure, he had spit in your mouth before, but never the other way around. You were shocked he wanted you to do something like this, you knew Geto was dirty but this felt.. extra dirty for some reason, especially with the way he was begging.

"Y-you're so disgusting Suguru." You whispered, and with that, you grabbed his chin and leaned forward. Geto stuck his tongue out further, moaning shamelessly as he waited for you to spit in his mouth. You wadded up a glob of saliva in your mouth, hyping yourself up you took a deep breath before you just--did it.

Geto moaned a drawn-out moan when he felt your spit hit his tongue, the saliva immediately being swallowed by the man under you before he stuck his tongue back out to show you he had swallowed it, a fucked out smile on his face.

You whined, your lip pouted out in embarrassment before you leaned forward to crash your lips with his, tasting exactly what he just had on your tongue. The two of you moaned and whined into the other's mouth, the kiss being so full of teeth and tongue as he humped his cock into you at an inhuman pace, his balls ready to fill you full of his cum.

"Thank you- thank you fuck- cuming baby- cum- nghhh-" Geto's groan was cut off when you pressed your lips back on his, his mouth opening slightly into the kiss as his cock shot hot ropes of cum deep inside you, his hips thrusting his dick to the hilt inside you, pulling back he fucked the entirety of his cock into you over and over again as he came, his cock hitting your cervix making you whine and cry in painful pleasure as you milked him of everything he was worth.

You broke the kiss, hiding your head in the crook of his neck to whine and gasp into the skin there, the puffs of your rapid breaths tickling his skin. Geto's eyes were squeezed shut as he rode out the aftershocks of his orgasm, holding your body tightly against his, your hearts syncing up to bead rapidly with one another, sounding like you had just run a marathon.

Once Geto's cock started softening inside of you, he started rubbing his hands over your back soothingly, scratching his nails over your skin as he listened to you hum in appreciation into his neck. "You did so well for me baby, you feelin' okay? Anything hurt?" Geto whispered, tilting his head agaisnt the side of your face.

You shook your head, wrapping your hands over his shoulders, keeping your face buried in his neck. "I'm a little embarrassed though." You mumbled, feeling your face heat up with the realization of what he had made you do.

Geto burst out in a laugh, his body shaking yours on top of him. He pressed a kiss to the side of your face between giggles, a heavy hand coming to pet your hair. "I'm so glad you put up with my requests, I love you." He whispered, pressing another kiss to the side of your temple. You groaned, squeezing your eyes shut as you wrapped your body tighter around his, still not ready to come back to reality just yet.

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“wait—!”

“stop fuckin running.” he says, punctuating every word with a thrust. “knew exactly what you were doing earlier, slut!” he seethes, grinding the tip of his cock into a spot that only he could reach.

“fuck— i know! im sorry!” you moan and choke, head being forced into the plush throw blanket.

“fuckin’ slut wanted this cock? you get this cock.” with a growl in his throat, slamming himself back into you. shit, was he that mad about you sitting in his lap? “yeah, you know?”

“yes– fuck im so sorry! fuck!” you scream, legs shaking in ecstasy as you try to keep them open. you cry when he slaps your ass, hand prints indented into your skin.

he never responds, hands on your hips as he plows himself into you from behind. only growls emit from his throat when he starts a rhythm that makes him feel good. he was mad, mad that you didnt ask to sit on his lap, yet he didnt care if you did. the only difference being that you were in public.

so was he mad about something so small? yes. thats exactly that.

but he loves random punishments, and you do too.

“going to ruin your fuckin’ whore body.” he laughs, nails digging into your skin. “you dont get to cum, i get to.” he cruelly says, angling himself to go deeper. he hits a spot that felt deeper than your cervix, and that kicks him off. “take it, take it, take it!”

your eyes roll back to your skull, brain being fried from the constant thrusts into your cunt and having to not scream his name.

he pulls himself, spurting white, thick ropes of cum on your ass and back. it ran hot, burned even if you could call it that. you try to sit up, yet he slams you back down.

“you thought i was finished with you? another thing to punish you for.”