Fuck being nice to you
Tags: Nanami x Reader, nsfw, mdni, exhibitionism, cock worshipping
An: Iโm thinking about either doing a part two or an alternate ending where Satoru ends up joining in ๐คญ
โYn, this is ridiculous- Come out from under thereโฆ No, come on. Someoneโs going to see you- You want me toโฆ. Yn, darling, thatโs too risky. I promise we can do whatever we want as soon as weโre home. Just let me.. Ngh~ fuck.. donโtโฆ donโt look at me like that.. Oh.. my god, where did you learn that..? F-fuckโฆ This is soโฆ irresponsible- Youโre going to.. ngh agh! .. pay for this, you little m-minx.โ
Thatโs what Nanami sounded like as you climbed under his desk, begging to taste him while you two were at work. You had successfully undone his belt buckle, and pulled his length out from his boxers and slacks.
Nanami is such a handsome, well put together man. He always smelled so clean with an undertone of his woodsy cologne. He kept himself nicely groomedโฆ everywhere. He wasnโt shaved completely because neither he nor you liked the look. So, he kept his blondish pubic hair trimmed down for you.
His dick was also justโฆ pretty? You always thought that was impossible after your years of being sent unsolicited dick pics by disgusting men, but Nanami?? No, his cock was pretty, long, and cut. Along his shaft, he had one protruding vein that ran up the underside of his dick. His tip was thick and swollen. It was always such a pretty shade of red when you made him hard like this. When you held it in your hands, it was nice and heavy too. You wondered how he managed to walk with that thing.
You had pressed his cock up against your face, and you fluttered your eyes up to look at him while his length was nuzzled against your cheek. It was nearly bigger than your face for fucks sake. Nanami had no business keeping weapon like that on him.
Nanamiโs face burned bright red as he told you not to look at him like that. You looked so pretty on your knees below his mahogany wooden desk. All he wanted to do was wreck you, but he tried to force those thoughts aside.
Nanami was a lover in bed. He loved to kiss on you, dote on you, rub on you, make you feel so so good. He cherished and respected your body wholeheartedly. He fucking loves you. But sometimesโฆ on rare occasions, Nanami felt the sick intense need to just ruin you. ravage you. wreck you. use you. fuck you until heโs shooting blanks.
Seeing you look up at him all nice and pretty with his cock so blatantly pressed against your face just sent his brain into overdrive.
He let out small groans as you licked his tip, teasing the very sensitive portions of his length with your tongue. He held one of his hands over his mouth to mask some of his noises. You two were still in his office, and anyone could walk in at anytime. His other hand was grasping the back of your hair, entangling his fingers in your soft locks.
A gasp left his mouth as soon as he felt your plush lips wrap around his girthy length. The wet noises that left your mouth soon following were nothing short of pornstar worthy.
You had this grown ass man moaning, growling, and shaking with your mouth alone as you sucked, licked, and kissed all along his length. You were absolutely sloppy with it too. He was always clean and put together, and you just wanted to defile him.
A mixture of your spit and his precum was gathered at the base of his length from you bobbing your head up and down. Spit trickled down his balls, and you used your hand to cup them.
โYouโre so f..fucking good at this..โ He groaned lowly as he kept his eyes on you. It was like watching an artist at work. โSo fucking perfectโฆ my good girl.โ He cooed as he petted your head, still trying to repress the thoughts of making you his fucktoy.
His praise only seemed to make you work harder for him, swallowing and gagging around his length. You would hum and whine from the discomfort, sending vibrations up his cock. Small tears involuntarily dripped down your cheeks.
Gods, he was so fucking torn. On one hand, he wanted to wipe your tears away and tell you to be gentle with yourself. On the other, he wanted to yank your hair and make you take more of him. In his intoxicated state, he ended up doing both.
โDonโt push yourself too hard.โ He chided as he forced his length down your throat.
He sounded like an absolute asshole.
If your mouth wasnโt full of cock, youโd probably giggle at his little blunder.
He was close. so fucking close. He could feel his balls tightening as he started to rut his hips upward, making you take more of him in at his pace.
So close. He was right on the edge when his office door opened.
Violence was a necessary part of Nanamiโs career. He didnโt ever search it out by picking fights with people. He actually didnโt even enjoy confrontation all too much, but he wanted to fucking kill whoever was daring to interrupt his moment with you.
Nanamiโs eye visibly twitch when none other than Satoru Gojo walked into his office. He was not in the mood, and he was all out of patience right now for the white-haired man.
Now, your sweet husband assumed youโd.. you knowโฆ pause your sucking while his coworker friend? was in the room. Unfortunately for him, he was unaware of your sick and twisted sense of humor.
โNanami~โ Satoruโs voice drawled in a whine as he dramatically flopped himself over the back of the chair across from Nanamiโs desk.
โWhat is it-โ Nanamiโs eyes almost rolled back into his head as you slowly took his length back into your mouth. โ-Gojo?โ He added as he gripped the sides of his chair tightly. His veiny hand was red, and his knuckles were turning white.
โSomeone ate my dessert in the break room.โ Satoru dramatically whined again. โWho would do such a thing? Iโm wanting to launch an investigation.โ
โAre you seriously bothering me about this right now?โ Nanami hissed in a more vicious tone than he normally used. He didnโt mean to be rude, but he needed Satoru to just fuck off right now.
You swallowed his length, trying to be semi-quiet about it, but there was some wet noises. Nanami quickly coughed and shifted around in his seat. You were going to pay for this.
โWhy are you so grumpy, Nanamin?โ Satoru asked, unfazed by Nanamiโs harsh tone. He was used to it by now. The white haired male cocked and eyebrow and lazily smirked at your husband. โWife problems already?โ He taunted.
Oh yeah, Nanami had a wife problem alright. His problem was that his wife was on her knees practically begging to be fucked.
โWhat do you know about-โ Nanami coughed loudly again to prevent from moaning as your tongue swirled around his tip. โ- wife problems?โ
โUhโฆ Nanamin, are you okay?โ Satoru asked as he tilted his head to the side.
โYeah.. yeah.. Actually- no, I think Iโm falling ill. I think you should g-go nowโฆ I donโt want to contaminate you..โ You didnโt know your husband could be such a filthy liar, but here he was. His voice was breathy and needy. He was nearly panting in front of his coworker.
โOh- Oh ew.โ Satoruโs face twisted in disgust as he hated getting sick. โText me if you need anything, Nanamin.โ He said as he promptly left the room.
As soon as Gojo was gone, Nanami rolled back in his chair quickly so he could get a good look at you.
โCโmere.โ He grunted as he grabbed you by your blouse. He stood up out of his chair, pulling you to your feet.
He spun you, so his chest was against your back, and he carefully tread his hands up your sides, feeling up your curves that your pencil skirt didnโt bother to hide in the slightest.
He then gently tugged your hair back, causing for you to lean your head back into his shoulder with a small yelp. His lips ghosted over your ear. โDid you have fun making me look like a mess in front of Gojo, hm?โ
Youโre such a brat sometimes. You nod your head and let out a small giggle, remembering Nanami stuttering over his words and shaking while you sucked him off under the desk.
โYeah? Was it funny?โ He asked as his hand pressed to the center of your back, and he bent you over his desk. โYou want to act like a whore so badly; I might as well fuck you like one, isnโt that right baby?โ He purred into your ear, making your eyes widen. Nanami had never spoken to you like that before in the past. You didnโt even know he was capable of degrading you.
You fucked up.
Nanami curses as he looks at your plush ass against his bare cock. Heโs carefully rutting it against your backside while heโs intoxicated by the way his cock looks buried between your clothed cheeks.
โKen~โ You moan as you arch your back up off the desk a bit more.
โShut up.โ He demands lowly. He canโt hear your whiny voice right now while heโs trying to hold whatever sliver of self restraint he has left.
โMmnnph.. p-please..โ Your whimper sends him over the edge.
โFuck being nice to you.โ He growls lowly as he pushes your tight skirt up and over your ass. He marvels at how pretty you look, bent over his desk like this.
Slap!
His hand forcibly connects with your bottom, causing you to jolt forward from surprise. A small whimper escaped your mouth. โT-too loud..โ
โYou didnโt seem to care earlier when Satoru was in the room. Is it different when heโs the one hearing you slurping?โ He taunts lowly, and he gives your ass another firm spank.
โN-no!โ You whine out.
โYou wanted him to hear you, didnโt you?โ Your husband growls as he swats you again.
โNo, I-I just wanted t-to make you feel good.โ Youโre practically searching for friction on his desk. The ache deep inside you feels like torture. You raise your hips again, hoping Nanami will finally just take you.
Your words tug at his heartstrings a bit. Deciding youโve had enough punishment, he pulls your panties down around your ankles. He carefully presses his fingertips to your warm, wet heat, and he groans from the feeling.
โYouโre this wet from sucking me and getting spanked?โ God, youโre a national treasure to him. So perfect in every way.
You weakly nod and hum in approval. You try to push back on his fingers, but they were already gone. The sound of clothes shuffling filled the room as Nanami pushed his pants and boxers further down his thighs for easier access.
He looks down at you with a barely noticeable smirk as your displayed so prettily for him over his desk. His wifeโs pretty cunt was practically begging to be fucked, and who was he to deny her that pleasure?
A small grunt escapes his mouth as he aligns himself with your dripping entrance. He feels a bit of resistance against his cock that normally isnโt there. He normally preps you a lot more, given that he knows his size can be uncomfortable if not properly prepared.
โKen.. ngh.. p-prep?โ You breathily ask as you drag your hips upward, presenting yourself to him like a bitch in heat.
โNo, I want you to feel this, baby.โ He lowly coos before burying himself to the hilt deep inside of you. Your fingernails claw at the desk, and tears spring into your eyes involuntarily.
โF-fuck!โ You whimper out, trying to hold yourself together.
Nanami lets out a quiet groan from the feeling. Youโre squeezing him so perfectly right now. His hands trap you against the desk, and he pulls all the way until just his tip is in before pushing back inside forcefully. He repeats this motion a few times, making you feel every inch of him. You did this to him. You asked for this.
Small whiny gasps and moans fled your mouth. You tried to be quiet. You really did, but it was so hard when he was fucking you so deliciously from behind, making your cunt squelch with each forceful thrust.
โI hope he comes back and sees you like this.โ Nanami growls lowly in your ear. โ.. sees my pretty wife.. ngh fuck! .. taking my cock so well..โ
His words literally have you hypnotized. The thought of someone walking in was frightening yet erotic at the same time.
โI wouldnโt stop either.โ He goes on as his hips clap against your ass. โIโd let him watch how I fuck my wife.โ
โKen~โ You whine from his vulgar words. Youโre practically seeing stars as he hits all the right places. He knows you like the back of his hand. He knows just how you like to be fucked.
As you turn your head to look at him over your shoulder, Nanami growls from the look on your face. You look so fucked out and cock drunk already. He canโt hold back anymore.
His grasp on your hips is nearly bruising as he pounds himself into you, not caring about the noise. The desk creaks and scrapes against the ground with each powerful thrust. You try to keep yourself together as he fucks you into oblivion, but your body is nothing but a puddle.
โF-fuck~! Ken, I- .. cumming..โ You barely manage to warn him before youโre spasming on his cock. He fucks you through your orgasm until youโre panting and whimpering against his desk. You weakly try to sit up, but his large hand catches your shoulder and forces you back down.
โIโm not done with you yet.โ He lowly growls as he resumes his harsh thrusts. Your hands grab at the desk tightly, and your eyes screw shut as your poor cunt is so sensitive.
โFuckingโฆ ah~ fucking take it, slut.โ He demands as he rails you from behind. His thrusts are growing erratic and uncoordinated. Heโs so close for the second time. He leans down over your back, and he bites down on your shoulder harshly before pumping you full of his cum. Your sloppy hole clenches around him as you find your second orgasm. Something about Nanami taking whatโs his just really did it for you.
Slowly, he releases your shoulder from his teeth, and he presses soft kisses into the bite mark. โAre you okay, my love?โ His adoring tone his back.
โโm perfect..โ You mumble quietly, on cloud 9 from receiving the best dick of your life.
โThat you are, darling. So perfect.โ He praises as he trails his kisses up the side of your neck. โI love you so much. Youโre such a good wife.โ His lips press against your jaw and cheek. โand a good girl too.โ
โSo, Iโm not a slut?โ You ask with a small giggle, remembering how he degraded you for the first time earlier.
โYouโre my slut.โ He quietly corrects with a soft chuckle. He then quietly hisses as he pulls out of you. He watches as some of his cum trickles down your swollen cunt. โSo pretty.โ He murmurs quietly as he leans into your heat and presses a small kiss to your sensitive folds, making you shiver.
โYouโre not going to get any work done at this rate, Nanamin.โ You playfully chide as you bite your bottom lip, silently hoping heโll kiss your cunt again.
โFuck that work.โ He grumbles lowly before pressing another wet kiss against your core as you tremble before him.
He didnโt get any work done that day.
tags: @theuniversesnepobaby @lemonlimecrystal-blog
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Apology Tour Made Blitz Do The Right Thing for The Wrong Reason
There's a common critique of Apology Tour I've seen regarding Verosika is that the fact that she went out of her way to create an entire annual party dedicated to shitting on her past ex makes her look overly obsessive. While at first glance I can see where this argument is coming from I'd like to disagree.
Blitzo has been frequently established as a fairly destructive person who thanks to his own self-hatred ends up hurting others and pushing them away, the fact that there's this many people in the party shows how destructive of a person Blitzo is, and we see that it's not just limited to his exes, but people in general who he hurt (like Dennis, for instance).
And Verosika is one of Blitz's later victims who Blitz bailed on after she told him she loved him, a very vulnerable moment for someone to be in, and that's the point where Blitz broke her heart. And so she created this party both out of spite for Blitz seeing how much of a horrible person he is and out of sympathy for his many victims who were just as heartbroken by him as she was. She created this party so she could help the people Blitz has hurt cope with what happened and heal from it, creating a sense of community amongst victims.
Apology Tour shows how much Blitzo damages people, how his self-destructive tendencies always end badly for both him AND his victim, leaving his victim broken and making him more broken, the fact there's a whole party made for the sole purpose of helping his victims cope shows that. And Blitz is forced to see how damaging of a person he truly is because of this...or at least, that's the route the episode should have taken.
Apology Tour is an episode with an absolutely fantastic set up with Blitz going to a party where he sees how many people he's damaged and chooses to start becoming a better person, but the problem is HOW the show gets him to see that. The show gets him to start to change himself...through Stolitz.
Blitzo realizes how he hurts others through seeing how he hurt Stolas, who Blitz previously just believed was some classist dick and nothing else only for Stolas to pour his heart out in a musical number, making Blitz realize that Stolas' feelings were genuine all this time and what he was saying to Stolas did, in fact, hurt him...
...at least that's how the writers want you to look at this scene. However, thanks to the general problems with Stolitz writing this development ends up falling flat on its face. The reason for why this development fails despite the perfect set up is because the show is holding Blitz accountable for something he isn't even in the wrong for in the first place. I've ranted about Stolitz many times before but I'll just repeat the same points because it's relevant for my argument here; Blitzo had no reason to ever think that Stolas' love for him was genuine.
Throughout the whole first season, Stolas consistently looked down upon and belittled Blitz, calling him demeaning pet names and always invading his boundaries even when Blitz says no, yet Stolas continues it anyway. YET, the show tries to paint Blitz as biased here because "oh he only hates Stolas for being a royal and is repressing his feelings for Stolas due to self-hatred" or some bullshit.
However, once you factor in the outside context, Blitz never comes across as biased here whenever he rants about Stolas, because he doesn't have a reason to believe Stolas has any genuine affection for him beyond some small, off-screen "nice things" he did for him, and even then, you can still look down upon someone while caring for them. The show wants to present Blitz as in the wrong here for "hurting Stolas' feelings" and being consumed in his bias, but that doesn't work because Blitz had no reason to believe that Stolas didn't look down on him when he literally did.
But despite Blitz not being in the wrong in the situation, he's portrayed as the abuser here and he's the one who apologizes to his abuser, and HE says that Stolas "deserves better than HIM", making Stolas out as the victim here in this situation when the context and framing say otherwise.
Speaking of Stolas, many people have torn him apart this episode already so I won't go that in-depth here, however, it's still relevant to my point. The episode portrays Stolas as sympathetic here when he isn't - in fact, Stolas comes across as extremely unsympathetic in this episode due to claiming that he "never looked down" upon Blitz despite doing that throughout all of season 1.
He THEN gets angry at Blitz for not saving him when Striker captured him even though 1. Blitz was busy and 2. HE LITERALLY SENT HIS CO-WORKERS TO SAVE YOU WHY TF ARE YOU MAD???
Stolas doesn't have a legitimate reason to be angry at Blitz due to the outside context - instead, all of his interactions with Blitzo in this episode come across as him playing the victim and gaslighting him. And All 2 U is the pure culmination of this. A song that is supposed to be the moment where Blitz realizes his mistakes instead comes across as Blitz being repeatedly gaslighted and guilt-tripped into apologizing to his abuser.
HE is treated as the problem, HE is treated as the one who is meant to apologize to Stolas, even though he is NOT IN THE WRONG FOR THIS IN THE SLIGHTEST. Yet, the show ignores past interactions for this to work. It doesn't address anything Stolas did beyond just making the deal - it acts as if that was the only bad thing he ever did even when Stolas did more than just that to Blitz.
Yet, that's never called out by anyone. Stolas doesn't have a good or sympathetic reason to be mad at Blitz - yet the show treats him as another one of Blitz's victims anyway. So, Blitz was essentially gaslit into becoming a better person, which isn't really great writing. Apology Tour had all the ingredients of a fantastic episode but it's severely held back by this specific aspect, Stolas drags the episode down so much and it sucks that the Stolas crap in the episode has to be tied to Blitz's development. Blitzo should have seen his mistakes through someone who actually had valid and sympathetic reasons to dislike him, someone who does actually come across as a person deeply hurt by Blitz's actions.
In other words....Verosika. Verosika should have been the character they used here, not Stolas. Verosika has an actually good reason to dislike Blitz and one the audience could actually sympathize for, SHE should have been the character to get Blitz to realize his mistakes and decide to change and grow as a person. Have All 2 U be sung by her instead of Stolas, with the song detailing how Blitz met and Blitz broke her heart.
Seriously, the concept of the begining scene and All 2 U can work, but they'll work better if you replace Stolas with Verosika in them instead, because Verosika has a good reason to dislike Blitz that could easily be expanded upon and developed, and Blitz would've had better reasoning to become a better person rather than being gaslit and guilt tripped into it. Apology Tour had all of the ingredients for a fantastic episode but the Stolass trash drags it down HARD.
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Hello hello I'm in your asks once again lol-
Anyway I'm just curious on how you think Alyona (if she was alive of course) would initially react if she found out that Tatiana had kids of her own (aka Titanium, Sonya, and Rosie) and maybe other members of Tatiana's family finding out about the 3 daughters that are very important to Vinyl City via Titanium ruling in place of Tatiana once she retires, Sonya being the drummer version of Kul Fyra of her own band, and Rosie being the #1 Artist aka the Beloved Idol of Vinyl City.
Of course Matevy (I may have spelled his name wrong-) would not be allowed to be anywhere near the daughters, especially Rosie since she's the youngest and the most impressionable due to her innocent nature. If he even attempts (which I doubt he would) to go near Rosie then everyone would know and Titanium would have to restrain Sonya and her bandmates along with Rosie's boyfriend Azul (who can get pretty dangerous since he is a dragon hybrid-) from jumping Matevy while she has her security escort him out. Poor Rosie would be very confused though-
Also maybe Alyona also meets Olive and they chat and all that, and Olive would be pleased that her and Tatiana's daughters are getting along well with their grandmother. Rosie would always be happy to see her grandma when she comes to visit :3
(meant to answer this earlier woops)
Oh Alyona would be absolutely ecstatic to be a grandmother! Also, if Alyona stayed alive, Matvey have never laid a hand on Tatiana. He definitely would not have been a good father still, but he would not have been physically abusive at least. I would still see Tatiana keeping him away from her kids and family though.
But back to Alyona. She would absolutely be super happy to have grandkids and would spoil them so much! She'd even spoil Olive when her and Tatiana started dating. Maybe she might have been able to change Matvey's mind about some things, but I doubt that.
If your Tatiana is a transwoman like mine is, then Matvey would probably say things behind Alyona's back to Tatiana about having her stop pretending to be a girl since Olive would need a strong man/husband. If your Tatiana is a cis woman though, Matvey would make some lesbiphobic comments about a family not having a father is the worst thing that can happen to kids.
So yeah, no matter what, keep Matvey away from the grandkids. It's not like he would want to be near them anyway. He wouldn't say shit if Alyona was around so at least if the grandkids wanted to meet him for some reason then Alyona would stay by his side the entire time.
Alyona would be very proud of Rosie, Titanium, and Sonya. She probably wouldn't be able to provide them with much in terms of gifts, but you better believe she takes up the stereotype that grandmas never let family go hungry! She'd make all kinds of delicious foods and treats for the kids when she comes to visit of if they visit her! Maybe even making them some clothes or teaching them to control any possible fire powers.
Speaking of powers. I personally have it so the time powers only show up in biologically male individuals, but if one of the 3 daughters have time powers like Tatiana then I can see that being a very rare instance of the time powers going to a girl. This alone would probably make Matvey reconsider some of his world views as he would want to teach his grandkids how to properly manipulate time.
So if Alyona is alive and well, there is a possibility that Matvey actually becomes a better person. Or at the very least a decent/okay person. Still definitely not great, but LEAGUES better than the OG timeline where Alyona has died. I still wouldn't trust him alone with the grandkids as he can still be a huge misogynistic asshole who does not like kids, but at least he isn't beating (or trying to beat) the shit out of children anymore.
But yea! Alyona would be a very positive light in Tatiana's life and with her family!
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so, nerdy loser college boy choso *sighs* *opens legs*
a/n: just so you know, this man is gonna make you do all the hard work for a piece of that loser boy dick ๐ฎโ๐จ so... um so at some point around 2000 words in i realised this is way more than a hc post :3 eat it up if you will!
nerdy!choso who borderline has no friends except his gaming buddies who doesnt meet irl like ever. he doesnt like going to classes, especially this one. he doesnt need it but it's a requirement for all first years. and boy is glad it is when he sees you come in.
nerdy!choso who only listens to discussions when you're talking. suddenly he needs to put down his headphones and nod at every word you're saying. his eyes follow every gesture of your hand, every sway of your ass, every single time you fix your hair.
nerdy!choso who is starting to get a bit enamored with you, your style, your way of speaking. he loses track of time gawking at you in class from the last benches as you prettily do all the work in the class. he hates how beautifully your hair falls on your face, how nicely your clothes fit you despite being pretty modest for college. he hates how he can see the silhouette of your tits when you turn to the side. but he's too much of a gentleman to keep looking.
nerdy!choso who ends a game early when he remembers you, lying and saying that he had promised someone to meet them somewhere. the place is his bathroom and the person was you. god, you really shouldn't wear those tight jeans to class y'know? how will he continue to be a gentleman if you do?
nerdy!choso who despises groupwork but prays to dear god this class has some reason to pair you two together. he's getting so desperate to talk to you knowing damn well he too pussy to do it on his own. and the lord answers his prayers, the teacher assigns groups of three for a presentation. it's you, him and some slacking trust fund baby.
nerdy!choso who is about to combust and have a full blown panic attack when he sees you approach him after class with that smile on your face that would make the angels swoon. you're going on about distributing the work equally and what not while he is trying his fucking hardest to not accidently make eye contact with you and piss his pants : (
nerdy!choso who now has your name, your number and your email and he feels like the happiest man on earth. his hands are literally shaking as he responds to your request to call. he's overthinking every word he types.
choso: yeah i can do wednesday.
choso: i'll be okay with whatever day you want.
nerdy!choso who hops on video call and short circuits with a view of you in an oversized band tee and a brief view of your room. why did you have to be this pretty? why did you have to video call him when you couldve done the work on text? why did you have to put your hair up like that? why oh why did you have you say "choso? hey, you there?" so seductively to bring him back to the present?
nerdy!choso who gets like no work done in a 30 minute call which felt like three hours. he knew he would hardly be paying attention so decided to record the call with your consent, saying he'd need the notes you were typing out on screen only to play it back and stroke his dick to you for what might've have been the twentieth time this week. his strokes only getting faster as you say his name in that voice he imagines sounds way better moaning and screaming it instead.
nerdy!choso who, after the presentation, is on greeting terms with you when he sees you studying in the library. he sits as far away from you as he can while still being able to see you. occupying the coziest corner of the library to stare at you study right when you come up to him.
"can i join you, choso? i'm all alone and your space seems comfy" you say with a smile, "of course, i dont mean to disturb you, is saw you were on your own too, so..."
uh oh, uh oh, uh oh. god no. please no. please dont say yes. please dont be staring at her like some dumb idiot (too late) please.
"uh... yeah sure why not?" he awkwardly says as he makes room for you to keep your things. he was such an idiot for thinking he could say no to your pretty face in the first place.
nerdy!choso who is absolutely drunk on your scent. it feels way better than any alcohol he's ever had. he feels like an animal in heat when he smells your sugary perfume mixed with the styrofoam-y air conditioned smell of the library. you're gonna kill him, yknow? how is he supposed to respond to this? what is one to do when their stupid college crush sits next to them? he gives you a half smile before furiously typing away on reddit, the only place with answers for losers like him.
nerdy!choso whose hands. oh his hands. (can be i a big whore for a second?) his long hands that feel like they're the size of your face. his kempt, beautiful and trimmed nails. his lengthy fingers that seem to yearn for something more to foddle with than just the keyboard or controller. he typed as such an insane pace it made your pussy ache. he was going so fast, jesus. those hands were meant to do more than just ask "how to talk to girls" on reddit.
nerdy!choso who (on the advice of reddit) asks if you would want him to order something for you. you tell you had a frappuccino not too long ago and that it was quite sweet and filling. and he hates himself for thinking that he could give you something much sweeter and filling than that like a horny fourteen year old.
nerdy!choso who is now determined to not come off as a creep so he does his work with the focus of four adderalls. he is typing as fast as his heartbeat, not realising he got two classes worth of work done in just an hour. he looks over at you, blissfully unaware of the absolute war in his mind.
nerdy!choso who feels as though if he doesn't muster up the courage to ask you out right then and there, he'll probably be the biggest loser on the planet. (as if he wasn't already)
nerdy! pathetic! choso who stutters a million times and barely gets the job done then too. his eyes are scanning your entire being (trying his best to not gawk at your tits) for any sign of discomfort.
"so- uhh so ummm... wo-would you, like, uh... like to do this again? sometime?... i got a.. a lot of work done today, so.."
oh heavens, the sheer nervousness in his tone makes you want to pull his pants down and show him how to really get work done.
you agree with a smile, even suggesting a better, more ambient (more romantic) cafe to study in. choso's heart is about to burst and flood the fucking library with his blood the way it is beating at an alarming rate.
"umm yeah uh 5 sounds... awesome... i hope it isn't a-a bother to you?"
"no way, choso. i loved today," you offer him a smile as you gather your things, "i really like your hair, by the way"
"i like your hair too, y-y-you smell very nice", he gulps.
fuck. why did he say that? what? you smell nice? who says that? is he like ten? you can't help but giggle at the sheer embarassment on his face.
he feels as though he's gonna melt into a puddle and turn to stone and throw up all at the same time.
nerdy!choso who is the most stupidly hot guy you've ever met, you think as you go giggling back to your dorm. mental note: pick a skimpy outfit for 5pm ;)
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three is not a crowd
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5 times Chris walks in on you and Matt fucking + 1 time he gets to join in on the fun
pairing: established!matt x reader, chris x reader, matt x reader x chris
summary: what it says on the tin basically
warnings: THREESOME, PURE FILTH, dick riding, oral (female & male receiving), teasing, edging, over-stimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, p in v, slight degradation/praising, slight angst, happy ending yay
word count: 6.9K
authorโs note: im a whore for both of them. that is all. (also this has plot, and is mostly beta read but i havent slept in hrs so if some mistakes did slip thru my bad
1
โHey Matt, have you seen my-โ Chris begins to ask as he pushes Mattโs bedroom door open, expecting his brother to either be lazing around in bed or be at his desk, gaming.
What he doesn't expect is the sight he is instead greeted by, of you, Mattโs girlfriend of the last year and a half, astride Mattโs lap, riding his dick while he leans against his headboard, head thrown back and hands grabbing your hips, guiding you, slowly.
Chris is shocked, understandably, and he should just turn around and book it. Instead, he stands frozen, watching the way your head is nestled into the crook of Mattโs neck, your shoulders shaking. If Chris ignores the sound of his own pounding heart, he can almost hear the soft whimpers youโre letting out at each downward thrust of your hips.
At the sound of a soft, deep groan, Chrisโ attention shifts to Matt, who has his eyes shut, and his bottom lip pinched between his teeth. Thereโs something surreal about this scene, seeing Matt, who looks nothing like Chris, but also looks the most like him, fucking this beautiful girl whoโs been on his mind for months now.
โMattโฆ,โ he hears you whine loudly against his brotherโs neck, and Chris has to grit his teeth, fight against the urge to shove his hands into his pants and fist his growing erection. This shouldn't turn him on so much, hell, he shouldn't even be here right now. He should have run in the opposite direction as soon as he realized what heโd walked in on, but heโs mesmerized by the way you move, your back arching as your hips move back and forth. The slow, sensual, almost hypnotic, movements of your body as you ride Mattโs dick has him clenching his fists, nails digging into his palms and itโs easy to imagine him in Mattโs place as he gets this view of what it might look like to fuck you. Your moans grow louder, and Chris thinks it might be because youโre getting close, and god, he feels so hot underneath his skin.
โShh baby, didn't you say we needed to be quiet?โ Matt whispers against the side of your head. โCanโt have Chris hearing us, can we?โ
At the sound of his name, Chrisโ heart hammers faster, and he looks up at Mattโs face, only to see that his brotherโs gaze was already on him, watching him with a slight smirk before thrusting his hips up, presumably driving his cock deeper into you, making you moan even louder than you already were.
Breaking out of his stupor, Chris stumbles backwards before hightailing it to his room, slamming the door behind him. It takes all of five seconds for him to get his cock out of his sweatpants, furiously jerking off as he leans against his door, biting into the hem of his t-shirt that heโd pulled up over his chest, and only another five seconds before he shoots his cum all over himself.
2
Chris knows its wrong, wanting his brother's girl. This was never a problem before, because any time he found out Matt liked someone, Chris immediately lost interest. It was the brothersโ code; they never fought over girls, and besides, they always just liked different ones.
You, thoughโฆit was hard not to like you, even after he found out Matt had his eyes on you.
Chris remembers the first time he met you, how nice youโd been to him and his brothers, how easily youโd fit into their lives. Heโs not going to lie and say heโd wanted you right from the start. It was a gradual thing, slowly creeping up on him before he realized what had gotten him.
You just made him feel so comfortable, and surprisingly, the two of you had a lot in common. But then again, you had a lot in common with Matt, and Nick. And yet, you were so different. You were smart, playful, and so, so kind. You were just the right amount of goofy and serious, and you just, fit well into the dynamic Chris and his brothers shared.
It shouldn't have surprised him when Matt eventually told him and Nick that he was into you and planned to ask you out. It all happened so quickly after that. You and Matt had gotten together and, now you weren't just the new friend that Chris and his brothers were always hanging out with, but his brother's (his brother who was also his best friend, really) girlfriend.
Which is why Chris knows itโs fucked up. Wanting you. And he knows itโs even more fucked up that he wishes he could have a repeat of what happened a few weeks ago when he accidentally walked in on you and Matt. The amount of times heโs jacked off to that memory alone the past few nights is insane, his mind supplying images to create his own version of events where he doesn't run away.
Especially fucked up is the fact that Matt had seen him, had looked cocky that heโd caught Chris watching them, and even that fact hadnโt deterred Chris from chasing orgasm after orgasm to the thought of fucking you, imagining how tight and wet your pussy might be, what it might taste like.
Speaking of the fucker who seemed totally unfazed by recent events, Matt sat across Chris, scrolling through his phone, while Nick sat beside him, editing their latest video. Chris was trying his hardest not to flip the fuck out, but his whole nervous system seemed like it was fried. Nick had already yelled at him twice to stop moving so much because he was apparently jostling the table too much, and Matt had just let out a bemused chuckle without lifting his eyes from his phone the entire time.
Just as Chris was about to get up and retreat to him room, the doorbell rings, before Matt gets a series of texts.
โOh, sheโs here-โ Matt says, before shooting out of his chair and rushing to great you at the front door.
โHey, hey, hey!โ your cheery voice rings through the hallway, as you and Matt make your way into the kitchen, and Chris almost chokes on the sip of Pepsi heโd just taken because holy fuck-
You were wearing a short, tight black dress that hugged the lines and curves of your body just right, the square neckline barely covering your chest. His eyes slipped further down to the way the fabric of the dress cinched at your waist, and to the slit at the side of the dress that came up to mid-thigh. That and the combination of tall strappy heels you had on made your legs lookโฆreally good. So good that Chris wishes he was between those legs, licking a path up your calf to your inner thighs, leaving bruising kisses to mar the smooth, unblemished skin of your legs, before finally, finally-
Nick hoots just then, exclaiming about how hot your fit looks, pulling Chris out of his daze. He watches as you bask in the compliments being showered onto you by both Nick and Matt now, and can't help but smile at the way you try to hide your blushing face.
So, itโs completely out of left field when he sees you again later that night, sitting on the couch with your hands covering your face but this time itโs to hide the loud moans that threaten to slip from your mouth as you watch Matt kneel in front of you, his mouth pressing kisses into your inner thighsโฆjust like Chris had imagined doing earlier.
Itโs ridiculous really, how Chris had been feeling slightly normal after dinner with you and his brothers, because as awkward as he may have been feeling about you and Matt, being around you and his brothers, having good food and just laughing about random shit made him feel really fucking good. Like everything was normal and he wasn't fantasizing about fucking his brotherโs girlfriend. Like he hadn't accidentally walked in on them fucking.
Of course itโs just his fucking luck that as soon heโs feeling just that slightest bit of normalcy, heโd decided to go to the kitchen and grab a Pepsi from the fridge at 3 AM, only to find his brother about to eat you out on the couch.
โMatt-โ you whine, as your back arches off the couch, one of your hands moving to grab Mattโs hair, the other trying and failing to hold back your moans. โMatt, please- nnggh- stop teasing.โ
Chris feels all his blood rush down south and it leaves him lightheaded. The low lighting in the room accentuates the shadows of your body and he can see the muscles in your legs flex as your thighs clench around Mattโs head, trying to get him to move his mouth closer to where you want him. Youโre not in the tight black dress heโd seen you in earlier, but in a blue baby tee and black lace-trimmed hipster briefs. Thereโs an almost imperceptible quiver that wracks through your entire body in anticipation for whatโs to come.
Matt doesn't keep you waiting for long. Chris' breathing grows even more jagged as he watches Mattโs fingers push your panties to the side before he runs his tongue flat up your pussy. Chris can't see as much as heโd like to, but his overactive imagination does the job for him, imagining how wet you must be.
Chris feels like such a sick perv for still standing there, watching with wide eyes as Matt (his literal brother) enthusiastically licks and kisses your pussy, and he almost wonders how neither of you haven't noticed him yet. Then again, you and Matt seem so lost in each other, and now thereโs another ugly thought circling Chrisโ brain, one that makes his chest hurt a little.
He forgoes his Pepsi for the night and quietly returns back to his room, cock half-hard, and his heart just the slightest bit heavy.
3
โAlright, whatโs going on with you?โ Nick asks him, while his eyes are still fixed on his phone.
He and Chris were sitting on the couch (Chris had been avoiding the section that you and Matt had used during your late night rendezvous), and Chris was idly flipping through his Netflix watch list.
โI don't know what you're talking about,โ Chris says with a heavy sigh, slumping further into the couch.
Itโs quiet, and the silence makes Chris look up at Nick, who was already looking at him with a curious frown.
โSeriously, what the fuck is up with you?โ Nick asks, and he actually looks concerned, which throws Chris off a bit. โYouโre usually bouncing off the walls and annoying the shit out of everyone in your nearest vicinity, but lately you've just been, I don't know- Iโm like actually worried, did something happen? Is everything okay?โ
Chris swallows around the lump that had formed in his throat and takes a minute. To do what, he doesn't know. Itโs not like heโs going to prepare himself to tell Nick what heโd witnessed, twice, and how he was feeling about it. Really, how does one go about telling their triplet brother that theyโd accidentally witnessed their other brother in an intimate situation with said brotherโs partner, not once, but twice, and had enjoyed it, to the point of having nightly fantasies about it?
There were more complicated feelings lurking just under the surface, more than just Chris wanting to fuck you, but he did not have the mental bandwidth to unpack all that, so that was that. Itโs not like he had honest to god feelings-
โSee, at this point, you wouldโve been yapping away-โ Nick says, interrupting his train of thought, โ-but instead, youโre just sitting there, looking all sad and miserable.โ
โOkay, I don't look sad and miserable,โ Chris says with a roll of his eyes. At least, he hopes he doesn't. โIโm just tired dude. Haven't been sleeping well lately.โ
โRight.โ
โWhat? Itโs the truth.โ
โDidn't say you were lying,โ Nick says, matter-of-factually, in that signature Nick tone that lets everyone know when he isn't buying their bullshit.
โIโm fine,โ Chris says slowly, waiting for Nick to stop looking at him so intensely.
โSure,โ Nick drawls out. โYouโre also a shitty liar.โ
โFuck you,โ Chris grumbles, chucking the TV remote at Nick, who flails to try and dodge it, letting out an indignant squawk when it bounces off his shoulder and falls to the ground.
This, of course, results in Nick throwing whatever was closest to him at Chris, which happens to be an empty water bottle, and eventually they're just chucking it back and forth, cursing at each other in between laughter.
Itโs the most relaxed Chris has felt in weeks.
Too bad you had to walk in at that exact moment.
โHey guys!โ you say cheerily, plopping down on the couch, next to Chris. Youโd stayed over for a couple of nights now, as you usually do, and Chris should be extremely used to your presence, except he feels his skin prickle as soon as your close to him, close enough for him to feel the warmth radiating off of your skin.
โGod, how are you so chipper every morning?โ Nick asks, shaking his head with a poorly hidden smile.
You twirl a strand of your hair around your finger, and bit the corner of your bottom lip. โIt helps that I wake up to one of the hottest guys ever, and then get to hang out with his hot as fuck brothers,โ you say with a smirk, waggling your eyebrows at Nick.
Chris wishes you hadn't just said that because now his mind wanders (more like sprints) to the memory of this morning, when heโd walked past Mattโs open bedroom. Heโd heard the telltale sounds of skin slapping against skin, and your voice, whining Mattโs name over and over, which had him stopping right before Mattโs door, eyes wide, mouth agape. This couldn't be happening right? There was no way heโd walked into this situation for a third time.
Chris debates on whether he should just turn back around, go downstairs, out the front door, and bash his head against a tree, or if he should soldier on and just walk past to get to his room.
The sounds were getting to him. His cock strained against his grey sweatpants, creating a very obvious tent. His clothes suddenly felt a size too small, the air around him too thick, and he felt sweat break out on his forehead. He should leave, run far, far away from his house probably, but a sick part of him wants more than anything to see whatโs got you moaning this time.
He rounds the corner and is met with a sight that almost has him falling to his knees.
Itโs unfair, how incredibly gorgeous you look straddling Mattโs thighs, bouncing on his dick rhythmically, your head thrown back. Youโre leaning back on your hands, supported on Mattโs knees, and Chris watches the way your body undulates as you swivel your hips, ribs flaring as your chest heaves. Every gasp you let out is a punch to Chrisโ gut, leaving him feeling winded.
Youโre so lost in the throes of pleasure that you don't hear when Chris groans out loud, but he knows exactly when Matt hears him, because his head rolls lazily towards him, his hands that had been grabbing your hips tightening, and thereโs little to no warning before Mattโs flipping you over and thrusting into you with vigor.
โDoes that feel good baby?โ Chris hears Matt ask, his voice rough and low. โTell me how good my dick makes you feel.โ
โFuck, so good, Matt- please, please, please-โ your moans turning into whimpers as Mattโs thrust pick up in pace. Chris can tell exactly when Matt hits the bundle of nerves inside you that has you seeing stars because your back arches off his bed, hands scrambling to find purchase. Your fingers clench into the pillow above your head, as you beg Matt to go harder, faster.
Chrisโ eyes bounce back to Matt, whoโs watching you in awe, and heโs seen that look on his face numerous times before, like Matt can't get enough of you. Chrisโ breath hitches, because he wishes it was him, in Mattโs place. Him, worshiping you, making you feel good. He wishes he was the one that was ripping those sounds out of you.
He catches Mattโs eyes just then, and Chris has never wanted to punch him in the face more than he does in that moment, because it almost feels like heโs mocking Chris.
See what I have, what you so desperately wantโฆ
Chris holds up a middle finger, directed at Matt and whatever god was up there whoโd clearly forsaken him. He had half the mind to just yell but the last thing he wanted to do was embarrass you. So with a scathing look at Matt, and a mouthed fuck you, he walks to his room, the sound of Mattโs laughter the last thing he hears before Chris angrily slams the door and sheds his clothes, pumping his cock to the memory of your voice.
Itโs the hardest heโs cum all week.
4
Chris walks in on Matt pounding you against the wall leading to the garage. At this point, it had to be on purpose. The two of you had to be planning this, because how was it always Chris that ended up walking in on them, and not Nick? Knowing his brother, Nick wouldโve gone around voicing his disgust at having caught you and Matt fucking, any chance he got.
So, it had to be on purpose.
Mattโs whispering dirty things in your ear, loud enough for Chris to hear every word.
โYouโre so fucking pretty baby-โ
โI want to ruin you, want you to feel me for days-โ
โYouโre such a dirty little slut, arenโt you?โ and that has you letting out a particularly loud whine. The next bit Matt whispers into your ear is too inaudible for Chris to comprehend but he can tell how much it affects you, because you absolutely lose it just then.
Fuck this. Fuck all of this.
โCan yโall stick to fucking in Mattโs bed?โ
At the sound of Chrisโ voice, you look up at him, startled, and itโs electrifying, your stare. Chris sees your eyebrows furrow, your lips, plump from being bitten (by yourself, or Matt, who cares at this point), fall open. Mattโs shoulders stiffen for a second, so Chris knows heโs aware that Chris is right behind them, but the asshole just keeps fucking going. And you, youโre still staring.
โChris-โ you gasp, your nails digging into Mattโs shoulder. Chris thinks youโre going to push him away, scramble to pull yourself together.
You surprise him by pushing back down onto Mattโs cock with even more fervor, your hands moving up Mattโs neck to grab onto his hair, pulling hard.
Chris watches you cum on Mattโs cock for the first time that night, all while your eyes were locked on his.
5
Chris doesn't like being angry. He very rarely is. And usually, he gets over it really quick.
Which is why itโs shocking to everyone when he gets cold and hostile towards Matt seemingly out of nowhere, and the anger doesn't subside.
It gets in the way of their work. Filming becomes exhausting, and it leaves all three brothers feeling frustrated and annoyed at each other.
Itโs in the middle of filming a new car video when it all goes to head. Nick and Matt had attempted to film a video, but Chris couldnโt hold back the jabs at Matt, interrupting him every time he spoke, insulting him for no reason whatsoever, which only made Matt retaliate just as hard.
โThatโs it-โ Nick yells, his hands pushing his hair out of his face in frustration. โIโve fucking had it with you two. Iโm getting the fuck out of this car and the two of you are going to stay in here and talk. Donโt even bother coming back in until you sort out whatever-โ he gestures wildly between Matt and Chris, โ-is going on with you two!โ
And with that, Nick storms back into their house.
Chris stares out of the window with his arms crossed, seething. He can tell Matt is looking at him, can see part of his reflection on the window, but Chris isnโt going to give him the satisfaction of breaking first.
Matt, much to Chrisโ annoyance, was completely calm and collected.
โChris-โ Matt begins to say, but Chris just chucks his empty Pepsi can at him without looking. He hears it clatter against something (the steering wheel, he thinks), before dropping down onto the car floor with a dull thud.
Matt sighs, and Chris wants to yell, because Chris is the one that should be huffing and sighing, heโs the one thatโs tired of all this bullshit.
โAre you trying to prove something?โ Chris asks, because he never could stay quiet for too long. โIs that it? What the actual fuck Matt?โ
Chris had fully turned to face Matt, who at least had the decency to look somewhat abashed now. His face was tinged pinked, and he was fiddling with his rings.
Chris continues. โI donโt know whatโs going on in your head, but if youโre just trying to get me to see sheโs your girl, I fucking get it, okay? Youโve made that really fucking clear. Did I say or do something to warrant this shit, because if you think Iโm out to get her, Iโm not, okay? Jesus- do you know how fucking insane-โ
โShe wants you bro.โ
Chris blinks. He opens his mouth, and then shuts it.
โI used to catch her staring at you sometimes, and there were times sheโd just keep scrolling through pictures of the two of us together- you and me, I mean- andโฆI donโt know, sheโd have this look on her face.โ Matt trails off. He looks at Chris, trying to gauge his reaction so far, but truth be told, Chris was still trying to process what Matt had initially said.
โWhatโฆ?โ
โLook, the two of us are happy together. I love her, she loves me, but I think sheโฆโ Matt coughs out, and itโs the first time since this whole thing has started that Chris has seen Matt this awkward. โSheโs into you too. She never really told me, but it got pretty obvious after a while. And eventually, I- I started bringing you up, when we- um, yeah. She wants us both.โ
Chris starts laughing. Because he doesnโt know what else to do.
โAlright, good prank dude- Iโm still so fucking mad at you but-โ
โIโm not kidding, Chris.โ
Right. Because why would Matt joke about something like this?
โUmโฆโ
โYeahโฆโ
And thatโs how Chris finds himself back in Mattโs room. You and Matt were sitting on his bed, albeit a little far apart, meanwhile Chris had taken a seat in Mattโs gaming chair. Chris almost wants to call the two of you out on the pure torture youโd put him through the past few weeks, but one look at your face has him abandoning that train of thought.
You look soโฆremorseful. Youโre slightly curled in on yourself, like youโre bracing for some sort of attack, and Chrisโ heart melts. The last thing he wants is for you to feel upset, so he tries to lighten the mood.
โSo, do you just wanna see which one of us has the better dick or-?โ
He smiles as you sputter, eyes wide as you finally look up at him.
โThere we go,โ Chris whispers. โYouโre finally looking at me.โ
โChrisโฆIโm so sorry,โ you whisper, lips trembling. โGod, this is so stupid, why did we decide to tell him-โ
โHey, hey-โ Chris chides. โI think Iโve been kept in the dark long enough, actually. I just wish yโall hadnโt used such a weird ass fucking way to tell me.โ
โWell, to be fair, she didnโt even know youโd seen us that first couple of times,โ
โOh, god-โ
โ-And, we kinda assumed youโd take the fucking hint or something.โ
โYeah, I thought the hint was โI know you wanna fuck my girl, so Iโm gonna make sure you catch us fucking every chance we get so you stay the fuck awayโ,โ Chris says with a raised brow, staring deadpan at Matt.
โWait, what-โ you start, but youโre interrupted by Matt.
โYeah, heโs wanted to fuck you for a while too.โ
And that's how Chris finds himself with a front row view of Matt fucking you, up close and personal. Matt has you on all fours, facing Chris, while he pounds into you from behind, hard and deep. Each thrust punches a high-pitched moan out of you, and Chris watches, enraptured by the way you take it.
Chris watches to his heart's content that night, no longer worried about getting caught, no longer stressed about wanting to fuck you.
Chris watches you fall apart in Matt's hands over and over, and all he can think about is when he can finally have his turn.
+ 1
Theyโd had to wait for the perfect moment, a night they could be sure none of them would be interrupted.
They'd been planning for this night for a few days now, and it was finally here.
Chris and Matt stand side-by-side in front of Mattโs bed, arms crossed over their chest as they watch you squirm in his bed, their combined attention making you nervous. Theyโre both barely dressed, Chris in a black tank top and grey sweatpants, the front of which were already tented from his hard dick, while Matt was just in his black boxers. The low lighting of the room made Mattโs rings glisten as he rubbed at the stubble that heโd slowly allowed to grow on his face.
โHow are we feeling, baby?โ Matt asks you, smirking at the way you visibly gulp. โYou ready for us?โ
You sink your teeth into your bottom lip, looking up at Chris through your lashes before nodding.
Thatโs all the cue he needs.
Chris stalks over to you, slowly, climbing over the bed and crawling over you, his hands landing on either side of your head as he holds himself above you. You lay back, your hair fanning around your head on the pillow, your eyes wide as you wait for Chrisโ next move.
โCan I kiss you?โ Chris asks, wetting his lips, and he doesnโt have to wait long for his answer. Your fingers thread through his hair, pulling at the strands close to his nape, bringing his lips onto yours. The kiss is heady, a wild mess of tongue and teeth, because youโd both been waiting for this, dying for it, and here it was, finally happening.
โChris-โ you gasp, open mouth sliding over the hot skin of his cheek as he lowers his head to the crook of your neck, biting harsh kisses into the skin there, before tracing his tongue across your jaw.
โFuck, fuck- you smell so good, I need you so bad ma-โ Chris blabbers, his brain-to-mouth filter long gone. He vaguely registers Matt settling onto the bed, leaning against the headboard, as Chris kisses a path down your body, laving every inch of skin he can access with nips and kisses. You arch your back as Chris circles one of your nipples with his tongue, sucking on it as he flicks the other. He alternates between kissing and nipping your nipples, all the while, you have an almost painful grip on his hair, pushing your chest harder into his face.
Matt watches your face intently, seeing the way your features scrunch up in pleasure, mouth wide open as you gasp and whine. Thereโs a small part of him that knows he shouldnโt be so okay with his own brother having his way with his girlfriend, but itโs almost like he gets a 4K view of what it might usually look like when Mattโs the one doing these things to you.
Chris continues his path downwards, fingers hooking into the sides of your panties and slowly, agonizingly slowly, pulling them off of you. Your legs instinctively squeeze shut when the cold air hits your wet core, but Chrisโs hands gently pry them open, staring at you in wonder.
โYouโre so fucking wet, fuck-โ Chris groans, before licking a stripe up the seam where your thigh meets your crotch, so close to where you actually want his tongue.
โPlease, please-โ you whimper, pushing your hips up closer to his lips, feeling his hot breath fan over you pussy. You hear both him and Matt chuckle, before Chris has his mouth on you, licking the wetness gathered in your folds. All you can hear is the blood rushing in your ears and the obscene sounds of Chrisโs mouth as he eats you out like a man starving.
Itโs almost too much, the way heโs sucking on your clit, before pushing his tongue into you, his face pushed deep, youโre sure he canโt breath. The pleasure builds, heat pooling low in your stomach. You feel Mattโs fingers brush against your forehead, pushing the hair that was starting to stick to it from all the sweat.
โYou feel good baby?โ Matt asks, tone soft, but his eyes glint dangerously. โOne of us wasnโt enough for you, was it? Youโre such a dirty girl, wanting me and my brother.โ
You whine, head pushing against his thigh closest to your head. Chris laughs, pulling his head back to chime in.
โGreedy little slut, thatโs what she is,โ he says, cheeks rosy and face glistening from the nose down, his chin absolutely soaking wet. โYou gonna cum soon ma?โ
You donโt even know what you respond with, just that Chris goes back to eating you out, this time, bringing his fingers to your entrance, sliding one finger, then two, into your sopping wet cunt as he licks random paths across your folds, occasionally circling your clit and sucking on it harshly, all while thrusting his fingers in and out of you, causing you to buck your hips up wildly. Your orgasm, only the first one of the night, is fast approaching, and your thighs clench around Chrisโ head. The only warning he gets is a sudden yell of his name before you gush all over his face.
โDid you just- did she just squirt?โ Chris asks, eyes wide as he takes in the mess that youโd made. His face and neck were now fully wet, and there was a perfectly round wet spot right underneath you. His fingers flutter over your now slightly puffy pussy, watching your folds quiver.
โFuck, itโs too much- Chris, wait,โ you whine, hands moving to grab Chrisโ wrist. He doesnโt stop with his ministrations though, fingers pumping in and out of you, prodding at the bundle of nerves inside you that caused your vision to white out. It was fast, intense, and Chris manages to pull a second orgasm out of you before youโd even managed to catch your breath from the first one.
Chris sits up on his knees, reaching his arms behind him and pulling his tank top off, throwing it behind him. He hooks his arms around your thighs before pulling you down the bed, closer to him, allowing Matt to slot himself behind you.
โCan you turn over for me ma?โ Chris asks with a gentle pat against your hip. It takes some effort, your limbs feel loose and languid, but you manage to flip onto your stomach. Hands grab your face, tipping your head up, and you see your boyfriend looking at you with a smirk, tongue peeking out to run across his teeth.
โEnjoying yourself, sweetheart?โ he asks, voice like dripping honey with a hint of something razor-sharp. โThis everything you imagined?โ
โYes- oh god, Matt- I need you, please-โ
โYou have me baby,โ he coos. โYou have me and Chris. Thatโs what you wanted, right? โCause one dick was never enough to keep you satisfied.โ
โNgghh- please, please, I-โ you whimper, mouthing at Mattโs dick through his boxers, startled when you feel a sudden smack against your ass, pain blossoming across your skin.
โIf sheโs already this cock dumb, I wonder how sheโs gonna get when we actually get our dicks in her,โ Chris wonders out loud with an amused huff, palming at your ass cheeks as he rubs his clothed dick against it.
You continue begging, your pussy soaking wet and clenching around nothing in anticipation for whatโs to come, hips arching off the bed while your back dips low, shoulders tucked between Mattโs spread thighs as you lick him through the only piece of fabric that is keeping you from tasting him, from having his cock fill your mouth.
Chris smooths his palm down your back, making you arch your back even further, before he spreads your cheeks, seeing the way you twitch at being put on display.
โI think sheโs waited long enough, hasnโt she?โ Matt asks Chris, nodding his head slightly as if to tell Chris to get on with it. Chris doesnโt waste any time pushing his sweats down his thighs, freeing his cock. You turn your head back to try and peek at it from over your shoulder, but Matt has a firm hand on your head pushing you towards his crotch while he pulls his dick out of his boxers. With one hand holding the back of your head, and the other around his dick, Matt slaps it against your cheek, amused at the way you so desperately try and get him to guide his cock into your mouth instead.
Simultaneously, Chris is behind you, rubbing the tip of his dick through your folds, gathering the wetness there. Above you, you feel Matt lean towards his dresser, before rifling through the top drawer and chucking something at Chris. Thereโs a sound of a bottle cap clicking open, and lube being squeezed out, before you hear the squelch of it as Chris spreads it over his dick.
Later, youโll think they must have planned this head of time, but both Matt and Chris decide to push their dicks into you at the same time, Matt feeding you his cock, pushing past your lips, applying gentle pressure to the back of your head, while Chris spreads your folds apart and drives his dick into you, the tip catching inside you for a moment, before he thrusts his hips and pushes his dick deeper into you.
โLook at that,โ Chris says, smacking the palms of both his hands onto your cheeks at the same time, before kneading at them. โShe takes dick really fucking well.โ
โItโs like sheโs made for it, isnโt she?โ
Chris fucks you like he has all the time in the world, savoring the feeling of your pussy clenching around him, fascinated by the sight of his dick disappearing in you at every thrust. You stretch around him so beautifully, and youโre so fucking tight, he wonders how he managed to fit it all in you in one go.
At the other end, Matt watches you with soft affection as you suck on his cock, tears streaming down your face from the exertion on your body and minimal air supply. At every thrust of Chrisโ hips, you would get pushed closer to Matt, which would push his dick deeper into your mouth, making you almost gag on it.
You have no concept of time anymore, or where your body starts and Chrisโ and Mattโs end. You feel like one big mess of limbs, moving fluidly, with the common purpose of chasing your orgasm. You hear Mattโs groans getting louder above you, and you know heโs getting close. Youโre not far behind yourself, but Chris still seems like heโs nowhere close to being done.
Pulling your mouth off of Mattโs cock, you circle your hand around the base of it, before stroking your hand up and down, twisting it around the head. You swipe your thumb across the slit at the top while you tongue at the underside of the head, all while looking up at Matt through hooded eyes.
โCum on my face, Matt, please-โ you beg, mouth slightly open, a line of spit connecting your tongue to his dick. Chris' thrusts are picking up, but you keep your elbows planted firmly on the bed below to keep yourself steady for Matt. Thereโs a tingle building low in your spine, but you focus on Matt, the way he looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, bottom lip pulled between his teeth. His hair is a mess, and his body is flushed. The hand he has on your head grips your hair tight, and the other joins your hand in pumping his dick. It only takes a few more seconds of that before Matt lets out a loud groan of your name, spurts of thick, hot cum landing across your face, and you close your eyes as it drips down your face, some of it landing on your tongue.
Matt leans back heavily against the headboard, and before you can register anything, youโre being flipped onto your back, face still covered in Mattโs cum. Your shoulders hit Mattโs chest as Chris crowds against you on the bed, his hands now on the back of your knees, pushing your legs back against your chest, before thrusting his dick back into you.
The sudden shift has you blinking back stars, and this new angle has Chrisโ dick brushing against your sweet spot on every thrust, and all you can do is sob at the immense pleasure you feel. Matt circles his arms around you, one hand playing with one of your nipples, while the other moves down your stomach and edges closer to your clit. The tingling sensation grows, and grows, your hands scrambling to find purchase on Chrisโ shoulders as he thrusts particularly deep into you before you finally snap, screaming as your third orgasm is ripped from you, the force of it pushing Chrisโ cock out of you as you squirt all over him, yourself, and the bed, legs shaking uncontrollably.
Youโre fully gasping and sobbing now, the intensity of your orgasm wracking through your whole body. You watch through hooded, teary eyes, as Chris leans over you, furiously stroking his cock as he soaks in the view of you, hot and messy, ruined because of him, before he too eventually reaches his orgasm, cum pulsing out of him and landing high on your chest, across your nipples, one spurt even hitting your chin.
The three of you are a heaping mess of limbs after, all basking in the afterglow of a night well spent, tired, but satiated. Matt and Chris lay on either side of you, stroking whatever part of your skin they can reach, occasionally batting each otherโs hands away and pulling you closer to either side, like youโre not all squished together already.
โWe should do that again sometime,โ you say after a long beat of silence. Matt snorts, eyes closed, but the corners of his lips are quirked up in a small smile.
โYโall are crazy if you think Iโm never fucking you again after I just got a taste,โ Chris states. โBesides, I think thereโs a lot of lost time I need to make up for, hm?โ
After that night, Chris gets to have his turn with you, over and over. Sometimes, Matt is present, and the brothers somehow always turn things into a competition of who can make you cum the quickest, who can make you cum multiple times, who can make you absolutely incoherent by the end of the night.
Now Chris had his own reason for always being so chipper in the morning. It helps that he finally gets to fuck the hottest girl heโs seen, who just happens to also be fucking his brother.
authorโs note: i put too much fucking effort into an idea that essentially started as a joke, its gonna be so funny if this flops because i literally stayed up till 4 am twice in a row to write this lmao- anyways, let me know what you think! my inbox is open and waiting for your thoughts (: likes, comments and reblogs r much appreciated <3
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It would be hilarious if villains loved Nightwing and were terrified of Officer Dick Grayson.
Dick Grayson- who is used to open spaces and adrenaline- being stuck in a boring bleak office, surviving on shots of coffee and red bull with caffeine that would make Tim concerned.
The thugs soon realised that unlike most of the other cops - Dick was from Gotham.
No one fucks with Gothamites.
Villain *shooting at Dick with machine guns*
Dick *appearing from the shadows behind him*: Boo.
Villain: THIS IS A FIVE STOREY BUILDING HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET HERE
Or
Thief *throwing a counting down bomb at Dick*
Dick: *catching and tossing the bomb at a safe distance before turning round and shooting it so it explodes mid air while running after thief*
Thief: .. what the actual fuck
Dick: Gee look at all that time you had! Shame you threw it away :D
Thief:
Dick: Iโm from Gotham
Thief *realising they fucked up* : Please donโt steal my bones
OR
Shooter: *sets elaborate booby traps throughout the houses in an active hostage situation*
Dick *using his training as robin and inhuman flexibility to surpass them with ease*: Ah been a while since I got to have a nice stretch thank you.
Shooter:
Dick:
Shooter:
Dick: .. Hi :)
Shooter: Are you Satan?
AND
In interrogation room
Murderer: I think Iโll take your eyes and add them to my collection
Dick *running on spite and caffeine that could give Superman a sugar rush* : Funny.. I was going to say the same thing to you
Murderer: .. what
Dick: I wouldnโt take your eyes though.. they look like the inspiration behind the whole Medusaโs โlook at it and you turn to stoneโ thing-
Murderer: Hey! Take that back before I gut you
Dick *smile stretching wider without blinking* : oh? Or what? I know everything about you. Who says I canโt kill you and walk out with everyone being none the wiser? I know how to kill someone too..you arenโt special.
Murderer:
Murderer: Iโm scared for my safety.
Because the thing is, Nightwing is who Dick really is. Itโs who he can be free as, be himself as without red tapes and regulations. Where he can give as good as he gets, and heโs kind and empathetic. He gets to help the downtrodden and goes easy on most of them if they give up right away, not to mention the fact that he never causes permanent damage.
But officer Dick Grayson is a different story. He runs on sleepless nights and no self preservation. Seeing an officer with an uncanny skill set theyโre scarily good at, not to mention the cheery attitude he always has scares the shit out of criminals. Cuz no way in hell is a smiling Gothamite not a deranged one. He chases crimes like a bloodhound, and isnโt afraid to make good on threats he makes to ensure they never hurt anyone again.
Bonus if the batfam doesnโt know about this.
Red hood: Shit I canโt believe we ended up in Bludhaven
Red Robin *tying up the corrupt politican* : Since this is a sensitive case, we need someone we can trust to make sure it is seen through.
Red hood: .. So we paying a visit to Officer Grayson?
Politician *screeching* : NO NO NO NO! PLEASE NOT HIM!! JUST KILL ME INSTEAD AND TAKE ALL MY MONEY I CANT DEAL WITH HIM!
Red hood: .. is he fucking serious?
Henchmen: Sir he is. And we agree. Please take our bones and kill us but donโt take us to Officer Grayson.
Red Robin: Wait what did he do?
Henchman 1: He asked boss if the hat was sentient.. and said that if it was would it make that hat the top and boss the bottom.
Henchman 2: Last time we met I tried to shoot him but suddenly my gun was blank and he raised his hand and let the ammo drop
Red Hood: Well even I could do that-
Henchman 2: They were my bullets. I had selected the colour personally.
Red robin *growing concerned*
Henchman 3: He sang a lullaby to a child when we were holding the station hostage, and replaced the people with my family members. He even sang their social security numbers!
Henchman 4: Heโs the most dangerous of them all. I ainโt shitting ya when I say heโs as scary as the bat from Gotham.
*all nodding in agreement*
Red hood:
Red Robin:
Red hood: Nah that doesnโt sound like Dick
Red Robin: Agreed. Letโs go there Hood.
*villainsโ sobbing intensifies*
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MANEATER | SIM JAEYUN (M)
PAIRING: virgin!jake x yn (femreader)
SYNOPSIS: in which jake is tired of being a virgin and you're asked to help him out.
WARNINGS: smut so MDNI! vrignity loss, oral (m and f receiving), unprotected sex (be safe out there), creampie, riding, multiple orgasms, etc. cursing, words like slut/whore, BARELY PROOFREAD
WC: 5k, lowercase intended
MESSAGE FROM NIC: here it finally is!! (sorry for the delay) my first piece of smut,,, hope it's what everyone imagined ๐ (also tysm for 2k notes on the teaser ahh!!) big thank u to my stella, @karinasbaby for encouraging this fic, one of my biggest supporters ilysm. pls be kind as this is something new for me BUT feedback is super appreciated, tell me what u liked and didn't like! (respectfully) also reblogs would be nice as well so feel free to drop one. love u guys sm ๐ซถ๐ผ
jake sim was a virgin. a pitiful, pitiful virgin. and itโs not like he was ugly. not even close to that. jake was an attractive guy, easy on the eyes. and his flirting? a real smooth talker he was.
it was as if 2000s chad michael murray possessed his very soul every single time he would chat up a girl at a party or in class.ย
so why couldn't he ever close the deal? how did he find himself in a steamy makeout session one second and then the next the girl is storming out of the room in disgust. every. single. time.
oh yea, because he was a fucking virgin. a pitiful, pitiful virgin.ย
it seemed like girls these days wanted a man in charge. someone who could help them live out their fifty shades of grey fantasies. jake would like to think he could do that for them but how could he ever learn if no one wanted to give him the time of day? what happened to the girls that would spread their legs for anything and anyone?
all jake needed was one chance. one chance to stick his dick in a hole and he can move on with his life.ย
his friends didn't make it any better either. he was getting tired of hearing all about their wild sexcapades every week and having nothing to contribute to the conversation.
but they donโt intentionally leave him out or make him feel bad about his lack of experience. they even try getting him with their past hookups because you know, sharing is caring right?ย
โdude no way you fumbled sora. sheโs a real slut i was so sure she would let you hit,โ sunghoon says as heโs unwrapping his sandwich then taking a bite. โbro i didn't fumble anything. it's the same shit every time, once i tell them im a virgin they dip,โ jake responds while he steals sunghoonโs sandwich and takes a bite for himself.
sunghoon doesn't even argue, his best friend is clearly in distress and is need of some food. โshe started ranting about how she doesnt โdoโ virgins because they get attached and she thinks im gonna become obsessed with her or something.โ
โwhy do you even tell them youโre a virgin in the first place? if that's the issue why even say anything at all?โ heeseung questions with a mouth full of the same sandwich that somehow now ended up in his hands.
โbecause if he cums in .2 seconds then the girls are gonna think heโs a bad fuck. there's no winning here.โ jake nods in agreement with jay's statement as he watches jay snatch the sandwich from heeseung and finish it off.
this is what is so beautiful about their friendship. they share everything with each other, the main things being girls and food. unfortunately for jake, bites of food is all he gets.
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โoh fuck!โ jakes pants while bucking his hips forward. vision blurry, drool pooling around the corner of his mouth. he genuinely feels like his soul is leaving his body and he wasnโt sure this was even real life anymore. to ground himself and bring him back to reality, he tries looking around the room to find something to distract him.
he doesnโt want to cum embarrassingly fast and he does NOT want to be seen as a bad fuck. out of the corner of his eye he spots a baby yoda squishmallow in the corner of the room, its sparkly eyes watching jake get his dick sucked for the first time.
itโs kind of weird but he finds comfort in the plushie and focuses on it to keep him from fucking exploding.ย
now you might be wondering how he got here. in a hot girlโs room getting what he swears is the best head in his life (not that he has anything to compare it to.) the answer is jay, his best friend in the entire world who he now owes his first born to.ย
โher nameโs yn. just text her and ask when she wants to meet. i told her you were a virgin already so donโt worry about that,โ jay explains as heโs scrolling through your profile showing jake what you look like.
silky, flowy hair, curves to die for. to say youโre gorgeous would be an understatement. the whole ordeal seemed too good to be true.
โshe wants to fuck me? even after hearing iโm a virgin?โ jake asks after grabbing his milk tea from the counter and walking towards a table.
jay simply nods and throws a look towards sunghoon, signaling him to explain the rest as they all take a seat. โyea thatโs kind of her thing. she loves virgins. like, her body count consists of only virgins.โ
jake was perplexed by the situation. surely heโd hear about a beautiful woman who only drops her panties for inexperienced guys roaming their campus.
heeseung then speaks up, as if reading jakeโs mind, โshe goes to the college in the next town over. around a 20 minute drive.โ before continuing his sentence he shifts his eyes towards jay and sunghoon. eyeballs darting back and forth.
some unspoken dialogue is happening between the three as they sip their sweet drinks and jake just has to sit there and watch. minutes go by and jay clears his throat and sighs, finally breaking the silence.
โshe uh, actually took all of our virginities back in high school. thatโs how we know her.โย
pause. the fuck? he knew his friends all have gotten their dicks wet for the same girl before but at the same time? jake couldnโt believe what he was hearing. i mean, he did only just meet them three years ago, whatever they were up to before then he canโt judge.
he supposes desperate times call for desperate measures, and jake is sure he wouldโve ended up in the same situation soon if they werenโt handing you on a silver platter to him.
โsoโฆ you guys had a foursome for your first times??โ
heeseung instantly chokes on his boba as jakeโs arm receives a punch from jay. a faint giggle is heard from sunghoon, โthis bitch is choking on some balls.โ
ignoring heeseungโs dramatics jay clarifies, โno you idiot, she took all of our virginities separately. we werenโt as desperate as you were.โ
โand like, that pussy is so heavenly. iโd be pissed having to share her with another guy at the same time.โย
โroger that, brother.โ
jake looks towards the two, sunghoon rubbing heeseungโs back trying to calm him down from his almost near death over some balls.ย
โcare to elaborate?โย
โman why do you think weโre all sex crazed freaks? her pussyโs got some voodoo magic in it or something. our manhood didnโt begin when we watched porn for the first time together, it started with her,โ jay pauses and shifts in his seat, slight discomfort in his lower region.
he looks up and pinches his nose, โfuck iโm getting hard just thinking about it.โ sneaking a peek at jayโs lower half, jake can see his friend chubbing it up in his pants. nothing heโs never seen before honestly.ย
but what he hadn't seen before was how his friends were reminiscing so hard on a hook up the way they were right now. and the fact that their origin story of discovering their high libidos is all because of you? he was scared shitless of what he was about to get himself into.
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fast forward to some exchanged texts between you guys, jake found himself in your room with his pants around his ankles getting the life sucked out of him.
he quickly discovered you were very straightforward and to the point, immediately sending him your apartment address and what time to show up.
jake couldnโt argue though, all this talk about how you were gonna โchange his lifeโ and shit got him real worked up. he appreciated the fact that you skipped the small talk and went straight for his dick.
upon arriving and stepping into your living space, your lips smashed onto his and he was pushed down onto the bed. no hi, no hello. just your lucious, full lips swapping spit with his.
his hands instinctively flew to your waist, his digits gripping your plush skin as you straddle him. jake felt so in his element in the moment. making out? this is where he excels. he could do this all day if he could.
but he was here on a mission and heโll be damned if he leaves without fucking you. or you fucking him. he was honestly down for whatever. you could ask to peg him and he would say yes.
you can sense his impatience, his face twisting in pleasure trying to savor every moment while the cogs are turning in his head, awaiting your next move. every squeeze he gave signaled that he wanted to get things moving.
you make your way down his body, peppering kisses any and everywhere leaving his skin burning. jake couldnโt believe what was about to happen.
in less than a minute he was about to get his first blowjob ever. what does he do? where do his hands go? what if he chokes you? what if he passes out from the stimulation?
before he can think of anymore what to doโs and what ifโs, your mouth is on his dick and jake is seeing stars, figuratively and literally. he takes note of the little ones taped to your ceiling and thinks itโs cute.
the pink walls and plushies surrounding the two of you is such a stark contrast to your personality, or what little jake knows of you. but hey, he likes a woman with some duality to her.
โyou can put your hands in my hair.โ
jake finally takes a look down at you. pupils blown out, lips a bit swollen from all the sucking. you looked so, so pretty like this. he can only imagine what you look like with his cock in you.
trembling hands grab at your hair, slightly pushing you further down and a gagging noise emerges from the back of your throat. oh shit. your nose is practically meeting his pelvic bone and you arenโt letting up.
fuck it, jake thinks to himself. he was done with being patient. he starts fucking up into your mouth relentlessly, chasing the orgasm he was delaying. and you just let him.
youโre merely a hole for him in this moment and you could care less. his dick may be average in size but the girthiness of it was so delicious, you couldnโt get enough.
to make sure he reaches his high, you reach for his balls and start playing with them. his erratic thrusts combined with you squeezing his genitals he twitches in your mouth and his cum is shooting out, pooling out the sides of your lips.
and you donโt stop there. you keep going and going and jake actually feels like heโs going to pass out. โokay, okay please please!โ you swallow everything he gave you and finally let him go with a pop to come up for air.
you get up and see him lying there on your bed, unmoving. eyes closed and mouth agape barely taking breaths. one might think heโs dead but this was typical.
once a guy gets to cum in a girlโs mouth for the first time they donโt know what to do with themselves. nudging him with your knee he breaks out of his trance with a lopsided smile adorning his face. god heโs adorable.
before you can suggest a break he immediately grabs you by the hips and flips you onto your back. your shorts go flying onto the floor behind him and he spreads your legs wide to prop them onto his shoulders.
his tongue immediately attaches to your clit and he starts licking you all over. slurping and sucking, as if this was his last meal on earth. he was desperate to get you to cum the way you made him and it was showing.
jakeโs eating you out a little too expertly to your liking, as if heโs done this a million times. you wonโt judge if he has, youโre literally the last person to judge someoneโs sexual history but how is he still a virgin if he eats pussy this good?
he mustโve been met with horrible women who just used him for his mouth and left him dry. you wouldnโt do that to him though, poor guy doesnโt deserve that.
he inserts two fingers into your hole while his mouth was still working your clit. jesus christ. you didnโt notice before but his fingers were so slender and long, reaching places your own didnโt. โam i doing okay? kind of my first time.โ
oh? so this was his first time eating pussy. you simply give him a nod of approval, not being able to utter a word as he dives right back in.
in all of your sexual encounters, never has there been a guy so willing to return the favor. and the fact that you didnโt even have to ask? where the fuck did jay find a guy like this? was he aware his friend was a fucking certified munch?
determined to make sure you cum, jake inserts another finger and moves his fingers in an upward motion, trying to find your spot. at least thatโs what wikihow told him how to do it.
the sound of your moans and the taste of your pussy on his tongue simply feel amazing and he feels like he could come alone like this. at this point youโre panting and riding his fingers and god itโs so hot. youโre so hot.
jake finds himself humping into the mattress, trying to aid his painful hard on heโs grown since going down on you.
his wrist begins to ache with how fast heโs pumping into you but he doesnโt give a fuck, heโll do anything to see what you look like when you reach your high.
โoh god, iโm, iโm- ahhh!โ you come undone onto his mouth and hand, lips forming an o shape with the most pornographic moan heโs ever heard and he silently releases his load along with you onto the bed.
jake makes sure every single drop of your delicious juices are all licked up, driving your oversensitivity.
โso? how was i?โ
you take a look at his annoyingly cute face and heโs licking all over his fingers like a lollipop. cute. gaining some of your composure, your eyes spot a wet spot on your sheets.
โwait, did youโฆโ
โoh. sorry about that. i couldnโt help it.โ jake explains with a sheepish smile and a scratch behind his head. not only is this guy a munch but he came untouched while tongue fucking you. you werenโt even sure guys like him existed, like at all.
without speaking another word, you grab the back of his neck and smash your lips onto his. tasting yourself on him has you wet all over again and you both begin to undress each other.
you detach yourself to take your shirt off and he pauses to fully look at you, drinking in every inch of your body. hands grab at your boobs and he pinches a nipple, a small moan escaping your mouth.
your body was literally to die for, the pictures on your profile barely doing you justice. and to finally be able to feel all around your curves and give your boods and ass tight squeezes was a dream come true for jake.
(he may or may not have been jerking off to the few posts you have up, counting down the days of you guys finally meeting but you didnโt have to know that)
you also took a moment to admire his body. to say jake was sculpted like a fucking greek god was an understatement, sporting a six pack and biceps to die for. veins running all over his arms and hands.
deciding itโs finally time to do the deed, you switch positions and motion for him to lay on his back. โare you ready?โ
โwait! what about a condom?โ
โiโm clean and i know you are soโฆโ
โright.โ
you throw your legs over his waist, now straddling him with your vagina inches from his cock. โokay, take deep breaths. iโm gonna slowly go down alright?โ
jake throws a thumbs up and eagerly nods. in a moment like this he doesnโt fail to be endearing. you could literally just eat him up with how cute he was. your pussy was about to anyway.
you lace your fingers with his and slowly lower yourself onto him. thereโs some intimacy with your actions and jake finds comfort in your eyes, looking at him adoringly.
it was finally fucking happening and jake couldnโt believe it. he was about to become a man. and the fact that it was you taking his virginity, a gorgeous woman who doesnโt care that heโs inexperienced and lets him hit it raw. it's really all he can ask for.
once your walls are wrapped around his tip, jakeโs a goner. the little sweet moment you two shared is thrown out the window and he starts bucking his hips up into you, hard and fast.
his hands find purchase on your hips and heโs gripping them so hard you're sure there will be bruises tomorrow. you wanted to start out slow as it is his first time but it seems his thrusting says otherwise.
you press your hands against his chest and begin to move rhythmically in sync with him. jakeโs eyes immediately roll back and his breathing quickens.
his hands fall to his side and he lays lifeless beneath you, letting you take full control.
all he could do was stare at the spot where his dick entered you and it was making him even more hornier. he couldnโt tell where he ended and you began.
your wetness didnโt help anything either. the squelching sounds indicated that you were very much enjoying this as much as he was.
โfuck you feel so good baby,โ jake moans. the pet name that slips past his lips and it doesnโt go unnoticed but you also donโt question it.
for some reason the simple word made your heart jump. guys always called things like babe or even whore when they really let loose.
those never got to your head, you know they couldnโt really control themselves in the moment and you let them have their fun.
but jake has been nothing but kind to you this whole time, like he knew you were doing him a service and not the other way around.
this only fueled your desire to ensure that his sure first time exceeded his expectations so upped your menstrations. you quickly changed your pace to grind forward, backwards, and in circles making sure his dick felt every inch of you.
jakeโs mind was reeling, his breath caught in his throat. he feels as if his dick was about to fall off with the way you were moving.
your body leans forward and you begin to kiss at his neck, leaving hickeys everywhere. your hot breath near his ear sends him into overdrive, must be a sensitive spot of his he never knew he had, but also how could he have known?
his hands that were once gripping the sheets meet your ass and he starts to guide you up and down his cock. you both were about to reach your climaxes, your pussy clenching with every move.
โiโm- where? fuck! where do i cum?โ
โinside. cum inside me please.โ
inside?? his first time cumming from sex and you were gonna let him do it inside of you? jake swears you couldnโt be any more perfect than you are right now.
you knew you threw him for a loop and honestly yourself as well. pushing these thoughts towards the back of your head you start riding him aggressively, even faster than before. โfuck, jake iโm cumming!โ
โme too baby oh my god!โ
and there was that damn pet name again. it makes your heart leap out of your chest and sends you over the edge.
the knot in your stomach snaps and jake follows shortly after, his load shooting into you. it pools out of you and you donโt hesitate to swipe some up with a delicate finger and bring it to your mouth, mirroring his actions from earlier.
your eyes meet his fucked out ones and you smile down at him, admiring the masterpiece of lovebites you left all over him. his vision was a bit blurry but he catches the way your lips curled upward, flashing your pearly whites.
jake finds himself instantly becoming hard again, call him easy but when a pretty girl is smiling at him like that after fucking him, can you really blame him?
you move yourself off of him and jake was fully expecting you to kick him out now but instead you position yourself on all fours, your ass in the air inviting him in.
โfuck. youโre into anal?โ
you turn your head sharply to look at him over your shoulder, raising an eyebrow to question what he just said. the look you give him says it all and jake takes the hint and positions himself behind you.
โcan we try anal next time though?โ
an exasperated sigh leaves your lips and you reach over to grab his dick, inserting him into you. โumph! okay sorry.โ
upon entering your pussy, jake relishes in the feeling of it. being inside your heat again leaves him breathless for the nth time today.
in and out. in and out. he tries to match his breathing with his gradual strokes. his member is extra sensitive right now and heโs trying not to lose himself. the impatience he had earlier has now moved onto you so you decide to take matters into your own hands and start fucking back into him.
your ass is now meeting his hips and the sound of skin slapping echoes in your room along with your moans. jakeโs body is flailing from the sudden impact but he grounds his hands around your waist and grips the shit out of you.
he notices bruises forming on your skin but he canโt for the life of him let go. oops. heโll do his best to remember to apologize for them tomorrow.
when thereโs a good pace between the two of you, you fling yourself upward, back meeting his chest and the new angle has him reaching spots he didnโt before.
you take one of his strong arms and place it around your neck, having him choke you as you ride him like thereโs no tomorrow. jakeโs brain begins to turn to mush and he feels like heโs even more turned on at the revelation of one of your kinks.
and at this point youโre fucking onto him so hard, so good, he didnโt want it to end. โshit. shit. i love your pussy so much baby.โ jake whines into your ear, meaning every word he said.
is it crazy to say you love someone upon meeting them for the first time? well, their pussy. yea. maybe. but who gives a fuck.
he was a man possessed by you, by your pussy. in this moment he truly believed there was some voodoo magic going on down there and he was blessed to be experiencing it.
you clench at his words, and your heart flips once more, prompting you to draw him closer to you (if that was even remotely possible)
the closeness of your bodies creates another intimate moment shared, kisses stolen from one another, hands tangled in his hair.
โiโm close,โ he whispers in your ear, his breath leaving tingles down your spine. the hushed whispers you exchange contrast the sporadic thrusting thatโs happening.
determined to reach your second high of the day, you push jake onto his back and settle yourself onto your knees, continuing to bounce up and down on his cock.
โyea just like that baby, shit shit shit iโm cumming, iโm cumming!โ
jake opens his eyes to watch the scene unfold before him and god was it something. your back arches as you take his cum in you once more and your screams fill his ears, signaling you orgasmed right after him.
this moment alone is better than porn itself, and jake savors every bit of it. thereโs absolutely no way he can even bring himself to type โnsfwโ in his twitter search bar ever again after this.
you hover yourself over him leaving just the tip inside before sliding right back down, pushing his seed back in while it gushes around his cock leaving jake wanting, no needing, a third round with you.
but to his dismay you roll yourself off of his body, landing on the mattress next to him.
โsoโฆ how do you feel?โ
he releases a long exhale he didnโt know he was holding, โfantastic. 10/10 experience. would do it again.โ you simply giggle at his response with a shake of your head, getting up to gather your clothes.
โwait! um, could we do this again?โ
you playfully roll your eyes at him, leaving his question unanswered as you begin to dress yourself.
โ-----------------
sat in his computer chair, jake is finding it difficult to finish this stupid ethics assignment. how is he supposed to argue about the death penalty when you straight up almost murdered him with your pussy less than 2 hours ago?
heโs sure his professor wouldnโt appreciate if he wrote that he doesnโt give a fuck about someone serving their punishment if the culprit was you, but honestly speaking heโd let you get away with just about anything. you were an angel sent from above to him who could do no wrong.ย
the way your soft lips wrapped around his cock while your innocent (not) eyes bored into his soul. the way you licked and kissed every single inch of his body, leaving nothing left untouched. and god, the way you worked his dick? how was he supposed to move on from you??
you were an insatiable, sex-crazed goddess. a once in a lifetime experience he was so grateful to have.ย
his thoughts are interrupted by a loud knocking at his door. two seconds later, jay trails into jakeโs room followed by dumb and dumber, all of them having a snug look on their faces.
they make themselves comfortable before they get right into the interrogation. jay leans against the desk, sunghoon sits in the bean bag situated in the corner, and heeseung sprawls himself across the bed.
โso virgin, how was it?โ
ย โwasnโt i right about her pussy?โย
โwhere did she make you cum?โย
eyes rolling in the back of his head, jake takes a deep sigh before answering their questions. โone, iโm not a virgin anymore so stop calling me that. two, it was absolutely fucking amazing. literally would give up heaven for it. and three, she had me cum in her. twice.โ
heeseung shoots up from his position, jaw dropped and eyes wide. โyou came in her twice?!โ the boys all share a bewildered expression on their faces, dramatic as always.
jake just shrugs at them, what? didnโt you usually let guys cum in you like the freak you were?
jay slaps his hands down on jakeโs shoulders, aggressively turning the computer chair towards him. โjake. buddy. yn has two rules.โย
sunghoon suddenly appears on jayโs left, โone. you canโt cum in her. you can cum anywhere BUT inside of her.โย
heeseung follows and is now on jayโs right side, โand two. she doesnโt repeat fuck.โ
immediately following this revelation thereโs silence.ย complete and utter silence.ย the gazes they hold are intense and uninviting. as if they truly couldnโt believe you let their best friend whoโs never felt the touch of a woman break one of your rules.
their eyes say it all, they love jake to death and are happy for him, like seriously happy and relieved heโs finally entered manhood. but really? none of them got to do what he did? what was so special about him?
you donโt even know the answer to those questions yourself. maybe it was the puppy eyes or his whiny moans that made you feel like you had him in the palm of your hands.
his eagerness to pleasure you but to also receive reminded you of the sole purpose of why you only go for virgins. they made you feel wanted while also letting you be in charge. call it selfishness but why canโt a girl have the best of both worlds?ย
and youโd never admit it, but jake was one of the best fucks youโve had in a while. he never tried to be someone he wasnโt, just authentically himself. a pitiful, pitiful virgin. and he was proud of it.
it was refreshing to fuck someone who didnโt have some sort of ego right after you were done with them. immediately bragging to everyone what you two did and acting like they could pull any girl as if you werenโt doing charity work for most of them.ย
with all of this in mind, of course you let him cum in you. he was doing so well for you, how could you not reward him? had to let him do it twice to drive it home.
and seriously, what kind of guy gives you a tender, sweet goodbye kiss and thanks you for defiling him? you didnโt regret your decisions with him but they were definitely scaring you.ย
never have you ever been this intimate with a guy, but jake was different. you felt it. and what you did next didnโt scare you as much as your recent choices with him.
*ping!*
the staredown between jake and his friends comes to a halt and he digs his phone out of his pocket to check it. sliding up, he sees the message appear on his screen:
you: are you free tomorrow?
he glances at his friendsโ expectant eyes and throws them a smirk. looks like he gets to break that second rule of yours.ย
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I'd Fight The Devil
Alastor x fem! reader
Background: (Y/N) is the elder Morningstar, and wants to fix her relationship with her dad. But her dad hates her boyfriend.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 - Finale
Allusions to sex, actual sex, angel being angel, and cannibalism
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Angel spit out his drink, "You're with Alastor?!"
"Yeah, thoughts?"
"And prayers, girl," Angel could never imagine a sweet girl like (Y/N) getting it on with the Radio Demon himself.
But everyone has their kinks, he supposed.
Alastor manifested behind her, and she immediately felt his presence. Pressing herself against him, he leaned into her warmth and kept his arms around her shoulders.
"How was your day, mon amour?"
"It'll be even better," She trailed off, turning around to face him, "when we meet my dad for dinner."
Silence.
And not even radio silence.
"Not to be rash, but I'm sure your father would sooner see my head on a pike than on my body," Alastor adored the fact that she was mending their bond, even more so when Lucifer makes the effort.
But announcing their relationship to him?
He could see it ending in flames.
"I know you two don't get along, but I thought a nice dinner might smooth things over."
"And if he disapproves of us?" He lifted her head upwards with his finger, bemused as to what her answer may be.
"Then he'll have to get used to it," (Y/N) replied, sending a shiver of excitement up his spine.
Only a feeling that the she-devil he was utterly obsessed with could provide.
"Ugh, can you guys go fuck somewhere else?" Angel said, "or at all? I can't imagine going a lifetime without dick."
Alastors eye twitch, "now that's our business, isn't it?"
"Okay, okay," Charlie spoke up, "you guys go get ready."
Charlie couldn't help but notice the change in Alastor. It had only been a few months, but being in her sisters presence alone has made him kind. Sure, the both of them would skin someone alive over an insult, but Alastor would rip out his own eyes if (Y/N) asked.
A perfect match.
(Y/N) dawned a black dress with a pearl necklace that Alastor bought for her. Well, she thinks he bought it but he actually stole it off of a fresh kill.
How sweet.
"Pumpkin! Oh look at you! You're as radiant as ever!" Lucifer fawned over his daughter as they made it to the restaurant, making it a point to ignore the red demon behind her.
"Catching strays?" Lucifer gestured to him.
"Lovely to see you again," Alastor retorted.
"Dad, why don't we go inside? And Alastor will be joining us," now, Lucifer didn't forget what he said. He recognized that the fearsome deer demon had the intention of claiming Princess (Y/N) as his own, but did his daughter return such feelings?
Honestly, Lucifer feared that.
Not it being Alastor persay, but his little girls being hurt.
He knew how awful it felt to go through the divorce with Lilith, and then her disappearance.
He didn't ever want his daughters to feel that way.
"So, Alastor, what do you do again?"
"I have a radio broadcast. Your daughter has actually helped me repair the studio after the attack," He laid his land on hers.
And Lucifer picked up Alastors hand.
And placed it away from hers.
"Uh, dad-"
"Look, if you two are fucking, don't tell me."
"Dad!" Her face burned red, "we aren't-that's not. . .I love Alastor, and he loves me. I want you to accept us both."
"Love? Whoa, whoa, whoa! Pumpkin, I don't think-"
"I'm not a little kid," She interrupted, "I'm a grown woman, and I'm able to make my own decisions. I want to be with Alastor because I love him. You may not think I know what love is, but I know it's what I feel with Alastor."
That's when he saw it.
That look.
Whilst (Y/N) was defending herself, defending their love, Alastor looked at her. Only her. And it was like he was staring at the nebula itself, seeing all its beauty in the Heir of Hell. His smile faltered, closing his mouth, and his eyes softened.
It's the same look that he used to give Lilith.
"If I ever hear that you've made her cry, or even laid a single hand upon her," Lucifer stared him down, "I'll make you disappear."
"A man true to his word. Looks like we have something in common," Alastor agreed, his hand back on hers. She gave him a smile, one that reminded him of Lilith.
The rest of dinner went off without any incidents. The small jab here and there, but no one died, and no one was stabbed. Lucifer learned more about his daughters business and how she lit up talking about it.
"You hardly ate, Alastor. Is something wrong?" (Y/N) asked when her father went to the restroom.
"Oh no, my dear. Just hungry for something else, is all," His eyes raked up her form, earning a cough from the she-devil.
Honestly, she didn't know where he was on his spectrum. She was fine never even being intimate, so long as he was happy, but this spark in his eyes lit a fire within her.
"O-oh. . .are you sure?" Believe it or not, (Y/N) had only had sex twice and both times she'd call it lackluster.
"I don't want you to force yourself if you don't want to," oh how innocent she was. Honestly, Alastor assumed he was aroace before he met the she-devil. Her ferocity - her chaos in fights, her genuine kindness, and her soul - itself brought out that spark.
There are moments where the carnal desire needs to be satisfied.
"Mon cher, I'd never ask if I didn't mean it."
That look, it made her softly gasp.
"Alast-"
"Ew."
Right.
Lucifer.
He showed up from his restroom break and found the pair giving eachother "fuck me" eyes.
"Could I eat my dinner without you groping my child?" Lucifer hissed, despite Alastor only touching her hand.
He blinked, thinking how he's never even groped a woman.
"Maybe."
Sick bastard.
_ _ _ โ _ _ _
"Fuck! Alastor!"
(Y/N) had never cum before, so Alastor being her first to ever do so and smiling away at her quivering legs made it so much better.
"Oh fuck. . ." She moaned weakly, his tongue slithering in and out of her to lick up every last drop.
"Al. . ." She was breathless, staring at his strained member. Reaching up to unzip his pants, he tutted as he grabbed her wrist.
"Al?"
"It's about you. Don't worry about me, amour," He purred, kissing the bite marks on her thighs.
"But you-"
Before she could detest further, wishing to satisfy him, the door opened.
"Oh my God, they were right! Alastor, you sly dog," Angel Dust was at the door, and Alastor quickly covered his beloveds' body with the covers before his horns started to grow and his back stretched.
"I'm going to kill you."
"Not before you make love to me, you're not," still in his demonic form, (Y/N) blew a gust of wind to slam the door shut.
Her body displayed on the bed, Alastor agreed.
"And stay in that form. It suits you."
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BAD ROMANCE.แ
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: gojo satoru/reader
๐๐: 9.4k
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: your love life is in a tragic state, all your dates go poorly and just when you think you found a nice guy you could like, that ends poorly too. good thing you have your best friend gojo to look out for you !
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: 18+ only, smut, f!reader, she/her pronouns used, cheating (not done by reader or gojo), dirty talk, cunnilingus, fingering, spitting, praise, p in v sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, big dick!gojo, tease/mean!gojo (he likes embarrassing reader), jealous!gojo, gojo is down BAD, use of pet names, that's all !! (i think :3)
Checking the time again, you sigh, itโs bordering on an hour since you first sat down to wait for your date. The thought that you had been stood up entered your mind maybe half an hour ago but now itโs practically been cemented.
Maybe you should just cut your losses and leave but this is a nice place, itโd be a shame to waste the reservation. Hope that your date is going to miraculously show up has left you though. Opening your texts, you think of who to message, the idea to message Gojo briefly crossing your mind before you decide he is the worst possible person to tell about this.
Instead, you message Shoko, asking if sheโs free and telling her of your failed date. It takes her a few minutes to reply and when she does, instead of a straightforward response, you receive a cryptic and ambiguous saluting emoji. Deciding to take that as confirmation of her presence, you begin waitingโฆ again.
You think youโve reached your waiting quota of the year, no more waiting on people. Why do people never seem to value your time? While lamenting to yourself silently, you donโt notice the arrival of someone incredibly familiar, someone incredibly exasperating.
โIโm hurt you know.โ
The words startle you and as you look up to find the source of them, youโre confronted with Gojo standing beside you. Pouting like heโs feeling extremely slighted by you for some indiscernible reason.
You almost sputter at him, his presence completely unexpected, โWhat are you doing here?โ
He ignores your question, continuing with his faux pain, โMy best friend gets stood up and instead of messaging meโฆ she messages Shoko? That stings.โ
Sighing off his dramatics, you ask again, โWhat are you doing here, Gojo?โ
โWhat else would I be here for?โ He smiles big at you, moving to sit in the chair opposite you, flopping down and making himself comfortable, โIโm here to be your date!โ
Propping your head up on your hand, you grumble at him, โHow did you even know I was stood up?โ
โI was with Shoko when you messaged her,โ he shrugs easily.
You squint at him, โWhy are you here and not her?โ
โBecause it is my duty as your best friend to be there for you.โ
So stubborn about the weirdest things, youโve known each other forever and sure, maybe he is your best friend, but this is something that has bruised your ego a bit. Itโs silly, but for some reasonโฆ you donโt really want for Gojo to see you like this.
Sulking, you huff, โItโs not a big deal, I just didnโt wanna waste the reservation.โ
โDonโt lie, you dressed up all cute and the dude couldnโt even be bothered to show up?โ He frowns like heโll get angry if he thinks about it for too long, โItโs a big deal.โ
โYouโre more upset about it then I am,โ you play at indifference and while you donโt really care about your failed date, you are thinking really hard about how he said you dressed cute.
โThatโs just โcause youโre always settling for less than what you deserve,โ he grows a little more irritated, like his observation annoys him more than it annoys you.
Defending yourself with a grumble, โThatโs not true.โ
โWhatever you say, sweetheart,โ he smiles in a manner that exudes disbelief. Because it does, Gojo has witnessed you settle for less nearly every single day of your lives and every time he has to grit his teeth and cope.
Crossing your arms, you snark at him, โDonโt patronise me, Gojo.โ
โI wouldnโt dream of it,โ he still has that smile plastered on his face.
You glare at him from across the table but sit in silence, not really having anything else to say to him right now. Annoyed at yourself for losing the back and forth between the two of you for not the first time and definitely not the last.
Gojo, however, is not capable of sitting in silence for too long and so, he whines at you, โAnyways, I thought I was always your first call when things went wrong.โ
Looking away from him, you scratch at the back of your neck awkwardly, โYou areโฆ for other things.โ
Catching onto your meaning, he asks, โSo, you never call me when things go wrong on dates?โ
โโฆCorrect.โ
โWhy not?โ
โItโs not really something I thought would matter to you this much.โ The truth is, youโve been on much worse dates, dates where they actually show up but prove themselves to be some of the worst people. You always call Shoko thoughโฆ that or you just brush it off.
Telling Gojo about your dating life feels weird, itโs not like he tells you about his.
His mouth downturns at your remark, โAnything that involves you matters to me.โ
โItโs not like you tell me about your dating life,โ you counter, starting to feel somewhat badly.
โI would, if I had one,โ he leans back into his chair more, โIโm not currently dating though.โ
Sheepishly, you say, โOhโฆwellโฆI am.โ
โI know that now,โ his eyes focus on you, โJust how many dates have you gone on recently?โ
โRecently?โ he nods at you, โUhmโฆ a few every couple of weeks, not heaps butโฆ frequently enough that getting stood up isnโt the worst thing to happen to me lately.โ You laugh slightly at a memory, โYou know, on one of them, the guy actually got back with his ex during our date, like heโโ
You cut yourself off when you realise Gojo isnโt experiencing the same amount of enjoyment at the recounting of your date a few weeks ago. โWhy is this bugging you?โ
โItโs not,โ his tone is certain but the expression heโs wearing is anything but. Clearly annoyed by something.
Challenging his logic, you ask, โDo you want me to tell you about my dating life?โ
He thinks on it for a second, โNo.โ
Tilting your head at him, โSee? Thatโs what I thoughtโโ
โโBut I want you to call me when things go badly,โ his gaze even on you, unwavering.
โYouโre annoying,โ you huff out a breath.
His face brightens up again, โAnd yet Iโm still your best friend.โ
You can only roll your eyes at him because heโs right, heโs completely annoying and also completely your best friend.
โ
After that failed date that turned into you having dinner with Gojo, you decided you would listen to him and call him whenever a date goes south. He seemed actually bothered by the fact you werenโt relying on him more, so you decided that if something does go wrong, youโd tell him about it.
However, your dating life has been going pretty swimmingly the past couple weeks. Youโve actually found someone you wouldnโt mind being with, having gone on a few dates with him now. Youโve pretty much been exclusively seeing him, heโs taken you out for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Previous dates barely made it through one meal, but this guy managed to appeal to you enough to take you out multiple times.
Itโs your fault that you got your hopes up, thinking that maybe he was different but as you sit on the couch in his apartment, his assumed girlfriend yelling at him, you can see heโs just like everyone else in the dating scene these days. Itโs that or you just have really bad luck when it comes to your romantic life.
For the third time, you try to leave but he holds you back, โWait no, please donโt go, this is just a misunderstanding!โ
You shrug him off you, his touch making you feel disgusting.
Going to say something in reply, but his girlfriend speaks first, โSo now youโre cheating on me and trying to keep her here?โ
He sputters, like he forgot she was here for a moment, โNo! Babe, Iโm not cheating on you!โ
Awkwardly, you scratch at the back of your neck, โListen, Iโm going to be so honest, I think youโre a bad person and any interest I had in you is gone. Iโd just really like to leave now.โ
Heโs wearing an annoyed look on his face, โHow do you even expect to get home? I drove you here.โ
She scoffs at him from by the door, foot tapping impatiently, โNow youโre offering her a ride home? Are you fucking serious right now?โ
Walking to the front door, you shuffle around his girlfriend, โIโm just gonnaโฆ slide right past you.โ Pausing after opening the door and turning back to address her, โUhmโฆ Just in case he tries lying to youโฆ we went on multiple dates over the past couple weeks.โ Standing awkwardly for an extra moment as her face twists in realisation, โBye!โ You rush out the door, speed walking to the elevator.
The screaming and yelling gets louder from their apartment, able to hear them until you finally get in the elevator and start heading down to the ground floor. In the lobby, you pull out your phone and sigh dejectedly, scrolling for Gojoโs contact, you need a ride home.
He picks up pretty quickly, โHello?โ
You get straight to the point, not feeling particularly great right about now, โโฆI need a ride home.โ
โWell, good evening to you too,โ he replies, voice full of mirth, โYou know. people normally exchange pleasantries over the phone before immediately asking for things, Iโve been told โ by you actually โ that just asking for things straight up can be read as rude, soโโ
โโSatoru.โ
The use of his name has him going quiet, stopping his tangent instead to ask, โWhere are you?โ
Youโre tired, your mood travelling through the phone as you answer, โSome apartment, Iโll text you the addressโฆโ
โYou okay?โ He checks.
You canโt help the pause before your reply, โโฆYeah.โ
His concern for you growing at your seeming uncertainty, โYou gonna tell me what happened?โ
Itโs a little embarrassing, you think, but yeah, youโll tell him about it, โLaterโฆ I just wanna go home now.โ
โAlright, Iโll be there soon.โ He hangs up before you get to thank him.
You text him the address and then head out the front of the building, waiting for him to get you. While youโre waiting, you find yourself wondering if that girl will stay with him, you hope she doesnโt, she deserves better than him.
When Gojo pulls up, you silently slip into the passenger seat, youโre expecting him to immediately drive away but he turns and looks at you. His eyes examining you carefully, scrutinising you.
Turning your head to the side, โWhat?โ
โJust making sure youโre okay.โ His hands reach out and for a second you think heโs going to touch you, but he pulls on the seatbelt and clicks it into place for you.
You mumble out at him, dismissive, โIโm fine.โ
He hums at you, in that way that tells you he doesnโt believe you even a little bit but heโs letting it go for now. Instead focusing on getting you home.
Back at your apartment, Gojo follows you all the way inside, you thought maybe he would just drop you home and leave you alone, but heโs followed you into your living room. You donโt know if you have the energy for him right now, feeling so drained. Probably feeling this way because youโre incapable of finding a decent guy to date.
Couch looking so inviting, you flop down onto it face first, mumbling out, โGojo, will you just be my boyfriend?โ
He seems taken aback by your sudden ask, choking on his own spit, coughing out a confused, โWhat?โ
Sighing, you cryptically answer, โI donโt think Iโm built for the dating scene.โ
When he finishes hacking up a lung, he taps your legs, to which you hold them up so he can sit down. His hand tugging them back down once heโs sat, โWhat happened, sweetheart?โ
Your voice is still muffled by the couch cushions, โBeen seeing a guy for a couple weeks nowโโ
โโThe same one?โ Gojo cuts you off.
Humming out a, โYes andโโ
Again, he cuts you off, โโThatโs pretty seriousโฆโ
I know butยญโโ
โโWhy didnโt you tell me about him?โ His tone growing slightly alarmed by the apparent seriousness of your dating life.
Becoming somewhat annoyed, you push yourself out of the cushions and sit up to face him, your legs still resting in his lap, โYou said you didnโt wanna hear about my dating life.โ You point an accusatory finger at him.
โYeah, but casually dating and actively seeing someone is differentโโ Heโs not really sure if heโs making a fair point or not but sticking to it like he is.
โโDoes it matter?โ Youโre looking at him incredulously, not sure if there is a difference.
Heโs steadfast in his opinion, โOf course it matters.โ
โI donโt think it should, especially sinceโโ
โโIf youโre seeing the same guy multiple times that means you were actually interested in himยญโโ Heโs annoyed at himself for not realising you were seeing the same guy, for not asking questions, not realising how serious you were getting about one guy. So caught up in this one fact that heโs lost sight of his original purpose of being here.
โโCan you stop cutting me off!โ You raise your voice at him, getting sick of how much heโs been interrupting you, โIโve been trying to tell you that he had a girlfriend the whole time,โ you purse your lips and look away from him, feeling embarrassed, โThatโs why I asked you to come get me.โ
โOhโฆโ He feels bad now.
โโฆYeah, she showed up while I was there, and it was really uncomfortable, and I didnโt exactly feel safe.โ You sigh, slumping, โAnd now I just feel really bad about dating.โ
Completely serious when he suggests, โMaybe you should stop.โ
โStop dating?โ
Consistent in his confirmation, โYes.โ
Meeting his gaze again, โHow else am I going to meet someone?โ
He rolls his eyes at your question, irritated for reasons unknown to you, โWhy do you need to date someone now anyways?โ
You donโt really see his point, what does he mean โwhy?โโฆ why else do people date? โMaybe Iโm lonely, maybe I seek companionship, maybe Iโm like every other normal person?โ
โYou have me though,โ youโd think he was joking if he werenโt so straight faced.
Unsure how to go about answering when it seems pretty straight forward to you, โGojoโฆ thatโs not the same thing, weโre friends, we donโt look at each other that way.โ
โSays you.โ
โWhat do you mean by that?โ
โIโd date you in a heartbeat,โ he folds his arms over his chest, โIn fact, youโre the only person I want to date.โ
You canโt tell if heโs teasing or not, โGet real, thatโs not what I meant.โ
His head tilts at you, โWhat did you mean then?โ
โIโm talking about romantic and sexual attraction,โ youโre avoiding his gaze again.
So casual in how he bluntly asks, โYou think Iโm not sexually attracted to you?โ
His question catches you off guard slightly, โItโs not just about sexual attraction, Gojo,โ you shake your head, โif that were the case, Iโd just be having one night stands all the time, I want a relationship with someoneโฆโ
He nods his head like he suddenly understands, โAh, so you think Iโm not romantically interested in you?โ
โYou shouldnโt be.โ
โWhy not?โ
Disbelieving when you look at him, โAre you serious right now? Weโre friends.โ
โYeah, we are friends, but I also happen to be romantically and sexually attracted to you.โ
How do you even respond to a confession like that? Heโs not even flustered, completely nonchalant in how heโs just told you that heโs interested in you. โI donโt thinkโโ
โโAre you going to tell me youโre not interested in me? Even a little bit?โ
โWeโre friends.โ
โIs that the only thing stopping you?โ He doesnโt wait for your answer, โBecause if it is, then itโs a little arbitrary, no?โ
The beginning of a frown settles on your features, โWhat are you trying to get me to say? That Iโd date you if we werenโt friends, that Iโd fuck you?โ
He smiles at you, โSure, but if you would if we werenโt friends, Iโm saying you should even though we are.โ
Frown deepening, โYouโre being serious?โ
โIโm being so serious,โ he leans in slightly, hand moving to your face, thumb smoothing over the crease between your brows.
Looking at his lips before catching yourself and turning your head to the side, away from his touch, away from his enticing lips.
He sighs at your reaction, โYou know, Iโve been interested in you from the beginning, and maybe Iโm an idiot for not saying anything but watching you seriously try dating someone else might just kill me.โ
You had no idea he liked you, youโve liked him at different points in your life too, but he always seemed so out of reach from you, and you never wanted to ruin the friendship, so you forced yourself to move on. It feels a little unfair that youโre finding out now heโs liked you the whole time, โWhat are you asking of me?โ
โIโm asking you to give me a chance,โ his hand gently guides your face to look at him again, โIโm asking you to seriously try dating me.โ
Youโre trying to make a decision, trying to figure out how to answer him, if you should even give him a chance but the way heโs looking at you, how his gaze flicks between your eyes and your lips is distracting you.
Brows pulling up, voice quieter than before, โGojo, you need to stop looking at me like that if you want an answer.โ
โLike what?โ He plays dumb.
โLike you really wanna kiss me,โ you murmur back.
โCanโt help itโฆโ he leans in a little bit more, โMaybe if you let me kiss you, Iโll stop.โ
โSatoru,โ you warn.
โHmm?โ His eyes meet yours for a moment, trying to see what you want.
Heโs making you dizzy, โI canโt make a choice when youโre this close.โ
Humming at you, โWhy not?โ
โCanโt think,โ you blurt it out before really thinking about how it will come across.
Heโs smiling smugly, โThen donโt.โ
You donโt know who leans in first, all you know is his lips are on yours and theyโre soft. Kissing you gently, trying to learn how you like to be kissed. Growing more insistent the longer you let him kiss you, the years of his need bleeding into it.
One of his hands traveling down your body, resting on your hip, the other cradling your face. Heโs leaning into you more, pushing your body down into the couch, him following behind it, never parting from your lips very long.
Hand now holding himself above you, kiss growing urgent, tongue licking into your mouth, meeting yours in a way that makes your body tingle. If you thought his proximity was making you dizzy before than his kiss might have you actually passing out. Skin growing hot at how his hand on your face angles you, how he deepens the kiss effortlessly.
If Gojo were more aware of himself, of the precarious position heโs put himself in, he might be a little bit more careful with how feverish his kisses are and how needy heโs getting but when heโs finally getting to kiss you after years of not being able to, he canโt really control himself. The little control he does have, slipping when you moan into his mouth, his own moan shared in the kiss.
It's you who parts the kiss, it had to be because he certainly wasnโt going to be able to do it. If he had his way, heโd have his mouth on you until he died. In the back of his mind, he knew that kissing you would be good, but he didnโt think heโd get so lost in it. Somewhat embarrassed at himself for how aroused heโs gotten over your lips on his.
Your huffed breaths are intermingled with how close you both are to each other, Gojo hovering over you, speaking into your mouth, โHave you made a decision yet?โ
Youโre having trouble thinking still, especially with how his lips brush ever so slightly against yours, โIโฆuhmmโฆโ
When he realises how dazed you are, two things happen. One; his ego grows about ten times bigger and two; he pulls back from you, still close enough that if you tugged on him, you could kiss him again but enough to hopefully give you room to think.
โCome on, donโt keep a guy waiting,โ heโs taunting you lightly, taking joy in how hazy your eyes are as you look up at him.
โOkay,โ you nod.
โHmm? Okay what?โ
Taking another moment to clear your brain fog, you answer again, โOkay, I will seriously try dating you.โ
โCanโt date anyone else while you do,โ he conditions.
โOkay,โ agreeing easily.
He adds, โHave to seriously think about me being your boyfriend.โ
Again, agreeing, โOkay.โ
โHave to keep kissing me right now,โ smile growing on his features.
โOkโโ frowning at him when you realise, โโHey.โ
โYou donโt want to?โ His hand tilts your head up by your chin, looking down into your eyes, โBecause you look like you want to.โ
Pouting at him, โDonโt be cruel.โ
โI wouldnโt dream of it, sweetheart,โ his smile evil as he continues to look down at you.
Leveling him with an even stare, you state, โI donโt sleep with guys on the first date.โ
โGot a dirty mind, huh? All I asked for was a kiss.โ
You glare at him and then try to avoid his gaze, voice smaller than before, โYou donโt kiss like thatโs all you want.โ
His smile is crooked as he asks, โAnd how do I kiss?โ
Feeling your skin flare at his taunting question, at how he leans in again, his mouth right over yours, โDizzyingly.โ
He breathes out an amused laugh before heโs slotting his mouth back over yours, how you described his kiss is accurate. He kisses you in such a way that you canโt think straight even if you really want to, which is why itโs probably a bad idea to keep letting him kiss you if you donโt want to sleep with him before you even get a first date.
Abruptly parting your mouth from his, gasping out, โWait,โ taking a second to catch your breath. Gojo groans softly at the loss of your lips, his forehead resting on yours waiting for you to speak.
โWhatโs wrong?โ He asks when you donโt continue.
โYou need to stop kissing me.โ
โOh?โ He hums at you in thought, his lips now trailing down the side of your face, only to rest right by your ear, โAnd whyโs that?โ
His voice has goose bumps raising on your skin, โIf you keep kissing me like thatโฆโ your volume gets quieter as you mumble out, โโฆIโll wanna have sex with you.โ
He has the fucking audacity to laugh at you, โThat worked up by a few kisses, huh?โ Taunting you like he isnโt the hardest heโs ever been, cock twitching at your confession.
โShuddup.โ
His words are dripping with delight, โAt least we know youโre sexually attracted to me.โ
He licks lightly at your ear, and you feel like you almost jump out of your skin, gasping at it. Hands reaching out to push back on his chest, โYouโre a mean man, Gojo.โ
โAt this pointโฆโ He looks you over, unmoved by your hands, โโฆI think it would be meaner to deprive yourself.โ
โWe are not sleeping together for the first time on my couch before we even go on a date,โ youโre trying to stay steadfast but heโs making it hard when he keeps looking at you like that.
โSoโฆ youโre saying I should take you to the bedroom?โ When you look at him in exasperation, he smiles softly, โIโm just kidding, we wonโt do anything you donโt want to, but I will point out โ for the last time โ that you look an awful lot like you want to.โ
โI didnโt say I didnโt want toโฆ I just feel like if youโre gonna make me seriously consider you then I should date you properly too,โ you avoid his gaze, feeling unusually sincere.
Abruptly, he states, โIt wouldnโt be our first date though.โ
โWhat?โ
Heโs a little distant when he answers, having trouble concentrating on the conversation when youโre pouting your lips at him like you are, โI count a couple weeks ago as our first date.โ
โWhen I was stood up?โ You scoff, โThat does not count.โ
โWhy not?โ
โBecause it wasnโt even planned.โ
โNo but we ate dinner together and you were dressed awful cute, I count it as a date,โ smirk present on his face as he continues to hover over you.
Ignoring his compliment, you continue to try and reason, โWe were still just friends then though.โ
โSo, we arenโt โjust friendsโ now?โ Heโs being a smart ass, he knows what you mean but heโs not going to let up on this, taking it as a small victory in making you think of him as more than just a friend.
You return earnestly, โI donโt wanna count it.โ
โWhy not?โ
โBecause it wasnโt meant to be you on that dateโฆโ before he can get hurt over those words, you clarify, โโฆdonโt get me wrong, I had fun and Iโm glad you showed up, but it wasnโt planned to be youโฆ when we go on our first dateโฆ I want it to be meant for you.โ Youโre unsure if you verbalised yourself in a way that makes sense, feeling much more nervous all of a sudden.
Heโs looking at you so intently and youโre worried youโve upset him somehow, โI know you said I need to stop kissing you, but thatโs what I want more than anything right now.โ He leans in closer, pausing just shy of your lips.
His words make your heart stutter, throwing caution to the wind as you close the distance between the two of you again, kissing him fully. Letting his mouth consume your ability to think critically, all too happy to fall into him.
Your control of the situation is slipping more and more away from you and so is the ability to care, not minding at all how youโre becoming more and more okay with how hot your body is starting to feel.
Hands reaching up and fisting the material of his shirt, pulling him down into you, his hips colliding with yours. Almost entirely instinctually โ and somewhat purposefully โ your legs wrap around his lower half. One of his hands reaches for your thigh, gripping the fattest part of it harshly.
You both moan into the kiss and he parts his mouth from yours, voice straining when he speaks, โSweetheart, if you really donโt want to do anything more than this then you need to tell me to get off you right now.โ
Looking at him through your lashes, you play coy, โBut I like having you on top of me.โ
A shiver runs down his spine, โYouโre evil,โ he grunts, fighting the urge to grind down into you.
Heโs been pining after you for years and it feels like torture to be this close to you, pelvis pressed up against yours, having you so pliant and needy under him. He can feel his sanity slipping from him the longer you stay like this, and your words make it harder for him to pull away.
โSatoruโโ when you say his name his hips jut into yours, making you gasp against him.
He hisses an apology through his teeth, โSorry โ fuck โ sorry, whatโs up?โ
Deciding to be forward, โTake me to my room?โ
Trying to hide the excitement from his face, he checks with you, โYouโre sure?โ
โYeah, Iโm sure,โ you give a small nod, feeling shy.
You really do want to though, more than anything. Only initially so hesitant because this doesnโt feel like the right way to do things but then again, your whole relationship with Gojo is a little less than conventional at times.
When he determines that youโre sure of yourself, heโs off you in the blink of an eye. Quick in his movements as he pulls you up along with him. Before you can even really register that youโre off the couch, youโre thrown over his shoulder as he walks hurriedly to your room.
โSomeoneโs eager,โ you laugh at how ridiculous heโs being.
The chuckle he returns is humourless, โYou have no fucking idea.โ
Youโre dropped down onto your bed unceremoniously, bouncing slightly at the force of it. Your arms reach out behind you to support yourself, palms splayed against your bedspread. Gojo is already tugging his shirt off and over his head, thrown and lost to some corner of your room.
โGojo, breathe.โ
โDonโt need to breathe,โ he smiles large at you, โDo need your pants off though.โ
Listening to him, you shimmy your pants down your legs, mumbling to him about how bossy he is.
โYou knowโฆ Iโm hearing a lot of complaining but I am also seeing a whole lot of direction following,โ he teases.
You grumble at him, โIf youโre going to be like this the whole time then Iโm changing my mind.
โDonโt lie to yourself, sweetheart. Youโre not fooling anyone, especially not with how youโre rubbing your thighs together.โ His large hands grip your thighs, โFeeling horny?โ
You donโt really want to answer him honestly but denying it feels like a trap, like heโd do something to prove you wrong and the last thing you want is for him to torture you. Youโre already so pitifully slick from kissing him.
Fighting with your embarrassment, you give him your best pleading face, โMhm, really horny.โ
The smugness drops from his face, hands suddenly tugging you down the bed as he drops to his knees. Mouth leaving kisses from your knees to your inner thighs, your breath catching in your lungs. Not expecting him to be so forward, though you donโt know what you were expecting if not that.
โGojo, you donโt have toโโ
โI want to,โ his eyes flick to yours, โPlus, if you wanna take me, youโre gonna need the prep,โ smile growing at how your eyes grow wider.
Disbelief clear in your expression, accusing, โYouโre full of it.โ
Heโs not worried about your scepticism, โYouโll find out for yourself in a bit.โ He shrugs easily, โNow, can I put my tongue on your pretty pussy, or do you have more to say?โ
He asks but his attention is already completely on your covered cunt, a single finger moving under the elastic of the waist band just to snap it back against you. A small noise of shock leaving you, โAh! Do what you wantโฆโ
Oh, he looks so excited by your words, โYou mean it?โ
Youโll be honest and admit you werenโt really paying attention to what you were saying, brain hazy with how close he is to your core, skin pricking at how you can feel his hot breath against you. Feeling so unusually exposed and sensitive and you canโt tell if youโre that worked up or if he just has that effect on you.
โMhm,โ youโre nodding your head at him, giving him a green light, for what, youโre not entirely sure, all you know is that you want him to do something โ anything.
โThese are some really cute pantiesโฆkinda bothers me,โ heโs still playing with the edges of them, annoyed when remembering you were with another guy tonight. Were you going to sleep with him tonight?
Pulling yourself up onto your elbows, you question, โWhat?โ
Eyes flicking towards yours, โIโm a bit of a jealous guy.โ
โI know this,โ he always has been quick to get worked up over things regarding you, though it makes a little more sense after learning heโs liked you for so long.
He smiles at you, but his eyes are humourless, โOf course you do,โ he fists at the material of your panties, โBut the idea of another guy getting so close to seeing you in theseโฆ has me feeling really annoyed.โ
The sound of fabric tearing fills your ears, heโs just ripped your panties off you completely. There is no salvaging them, completely useless as he throws them over his shoulder.
โHey! those were my good pair!โ They were one of the nicer pairs you own.
โWho cares about that?โ His tone is dismissive, hands spreading your legs obscenely, eyes greedily looking at your uncovered pussy, โYour cunt is much cuter.โ
God, you feel like you might pass out, face suddenly extremely hot, โDonโt be crude.โ
โHmm? โฆbut I think you like it thoughโฆโ his thumb swipes through your folds and you gasp at him, โGot so much wetter when I said it.โ
Heโs quick to begin rubbing circles into your clit, thumb giving even pressure. The stimulation has your arms shaking, threatening to give out from under you. Biting your lip to stop yourself from moaning, feeling embarrassed at how intently heโs shamelessly staring at your cunt.
Continuing to speculate, he says, โThat or you like being praisedโฆโ he smirks evilly, โYou like being praised, sweetheart? Being told how good youโre being for me?โ
Your heart leaps in your chest, brows upturning, trying to hide your outward reaction to his words, โHahโ Noโฆโ
โSuch a bad liar,โ eyeing your face, โWearing a really great expression right now though.โ
Fighting the urge to grind down, you deny, โNot lying.โ
He ignores you, โCould be both though,โ heโs continuing to ponder on what you react most to, โWhich is it, sweetheart? You like how crude I am, or do you like the praise?โ
You donโt plan on answering him, eyes closing harshly against his intense gaze, feeling way too exposed. His touch leaves you and you open your eyes in alarm, trying to see what heโs doing. You see his smile before heโs leaning in and licking up the length of your pussy, eyes locked on yours the whole time.
Surprised moans slip from you, arms almost giving out completely, head rolling back. His arms wrap around your legs to hold you steady, face pushing closer into you, tongue flicking at your clit before pressing into your pussy hole.
Heโs relishing in your sounds, in how wet you are, how you taste and smell, almost forgetting why he did this in the first place. Pulling away from you with a lewd smack of his lips, smiling big at the whine you let out from the loss of him.
Huffing slightly as he says, โAsked a question, not licking your pussy again until you answer it.โ
โI donโt know,โ your head lolls forward, eyes wet.
Head moving to the side to nip lightly at your thigh, โShall we find out then?โ
You jolt at the sensation, face twisting in confusion at him.
โYou donโt gotta do anything, sweetie, just stay like this,โ his hands push back on your thighs though, opening you up to him even more. โBeen doing so good for me, sound so pretty,โ he coos at you.
Brows furrowing at his words, heart skipping beats at his sudden praise, feeling fuzzy all over.
He hums in thought, โSo fucking wet for me, dripping everywhere, creamy fucking pussy.โ
You twitch at the switch, wanting to crawl away from him.
โI think Iโve just realised something,โ he glances up at you, โGot such nice reactions to both things I said, do you know how much wetter you got, cunt twitching and drooling for me.โ
You try pulling from him, but his hold is firm, โGojo!โ You warn.
He might be enjoying this too much but learning about what gets you going is way too enticing, especially when he doesnโt have to do much to have you looking so pathetic. โTrying to run away from me,โ he tsks, โBut youโre fucking dripping, so reactive, so sweet.โ His eyes are glazing over, working himself up.
โโToru!โ You call for him again, you feel like youโre on fire, beyond embarrassed.
He groans at the nickname, not hearing it from you in so long, you used to always call him that. He liked it a little too much, cock leaking for you. He feels as wrecked as he looks when he looks up at you, โI think you like both,โ is his conclusion.
Reaching up, he grabs at your hand and pulls it down to your cunt, his fingers guiding your own through your slick. You gasp at it, not expecting for yourself to be so soaked. Biting at your lower lip when he moves your fingers over your clit, teasing you.
Dazed when he asks, โEver been this wet, pretty?โ
You shake your head, โNoโฆ I didnโt know Iโฆโ
Fingers moving yours to your entrance, โPoor thing, didnโt know how slutty her pussy was.โ Feeling the way your cunt clenches at his words, his face bright with it, โFucking great though, in love with it,โ and again, your brows raising in realisation, โYeahโฆ you know now, donโt you?โ
โYouโre making me feel embarrassed,โ you pout, head dizzy.
โNo, Iโm making you feel so fucking horny, not my fault that you like being embarrassed and praised at the same time,โ he pulls your fingers away from your core, moving them to his mouth, sucking them clean.
You remove your fingers from him, coming to rest back in the bed, feeling breathless as you look down at him. โWhat do you want from me?โ
โWant you to admit it, want you tell me how much you like when I talk to you,โ his hand tickles up the skin of your inner thigh.
โโฆLike it,โ you mumble out.
Humming in thought, โHmm, not good enough, donโt think I believe you.โ
Repeating, louder, โI like it.โ
Tilting his head at you, โYou like what?โ
โI like when you talk to me,โ you say with more force, brows furrowed.
He pretends to be unsure of your answer, โAre you sure?โ
โYes!โ You try again, but as his expression remains unchanging, you add, โI like when you talk to me, I like how hot and fuzzy your words make me feel, I like just the sound of your voice, makes me want to squirm. Love it even! Is that what you wanted to hear?โ You huff.
โHoly fuck, yes,โ if he werenโt already on his knees, he wouldโve fallen to them again.
You let out a squeal at the way his mouth is already back on you, tongue pushing into your hole insistently. Fervent in his actions, clearly worked up by your words. If he were on the bed, heโd be shamelessly grinding his hips down into it, cock so fucking hard itโs aching. Pulsing so pitifully for you and if he werenโt so completely distracted by how you taste heโd throw caution to the wind and fuck into you right now.
โGojo! Ohโโ His name comes out all broken, ruined and shaky from how he laps at your cunt, drinking down all your slick.
Your elbows officially give out and youโre flopping back onto the mattress, fingers digging into the bed. Struggling to hold in all the little noises heโs pulling from you, hips trying to desperately rut into his pretty face with no luck, locked in place by his strong hold.
Gasping out at him, โMโmore. Gojo โ hah โ more, please.โ
Grunting against you, vibrations running up your spine, wanting desperately to kick your legs against the stimulation but unable to. Heโs worked you up so much, so fucking desperate for release that his touch is making you crazy.
A finger presses at your hole, slipping inside easily, both his finger and tongue fucking into you. Another finger added, opening you up, scissoring them, tongue sneaking deeper inside your cunt.
He feels drunk, head heavy and brain foggy, tongue fucking you deeply. Delighting in the sounds of your sloppy pussy trying to suck him in deeper, heโs losing his mind. Tongue leaving you only for him to spit onto your cunt, thumb rubbing it into your clit, third finger added to the first two. Determined to have you ready for his cock.
โNeed you to cum,โ he sounds wrecked even to himself, โBefore I do in my own pants โ ffffuck โโ Canโt help the way he curses at how you tighten around him at his words, โMustโve been telling the truth about liking my voice, huh?โ He teases, laughing breathlessly at how you react to him again.
Pressing out a simple, โSโso mean,โ in response.
โYou fucking like it,๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ eyes watching how your back arches off the mattress, โLove it even,โ he reminds.
A series of moans leave you unabashedly at how he crooks his fingers just right, consistently hitting the one spot, thighs twitching at it. Stomach pulling tight and toes curling, head moving from side to side, so fucking close now.
โThatโs it, sweetie,โ he encourages, โDoing so good, just let go for me.โ
Youโre cumming suddenly, the abruptness of it shocking, like your body skipped the rest of the build up at Gojoโs words. If it didnโt feel good how he was fucking you through it, how his thumb kept rubbing at your clit, youโd feel beyond embarrassed at how you came just because he asked you to.
Itโs not lost on him how quick you were to finish after he spoke, his ego big before and now fucking massive. Absolutely thrilled by how you continue to prove your responsiveness to him, if he were ever worried about you not being attracted to him, he canโt possibly remember why. Not when youโre squirming under him, tears threatening to slip from your waterline.
โSuch a good direction follower,โ he mocks, repeating his earlier sentiments.
His fingers keep stroking at you until your body goes limp, only jerking every now and again with your come down. Pulling them from you and parting them, looking at the way your cum connects his fingers together with white strings.
โLook at that,โ his voice dripping with glee, โI was rightโฆ got such a creamy pussy,โ he hums, shoving his fingers into his mouth.
He wipes his spit covered fingers on your thighs before standing, tugging off his pants and boxers before crawling up the mattress, leaning over you. Fingers skimming at your sides, pulling your shirt along with it, โCan I take this off, pretty?โ
Eyes bleary when they meet his, giving a small nod, โMhm.โ
โYou okay to keep going?โ He checks, leaning in closer to you.
His concern makes you unreasonably happy, feeling genuinely cared for, โYeah.โ
โYou sureโโ
Cutting him off, โโYes.โ
Shock present on his face before smiling endearingly at you, completely smitten with you and has been for a long time now. It all feels a little surreal to him, being able to hold you, be intimate with you. Leaning in more, pressing soft kisses all over your face.
Showering you in affection as his hands continue to pull your shirt up. Only parting to pull it from you fully, thrown to some corner of your room, joining the rest of your clothes. Shuffling back so he can look at all of you, hands delicately tracing over you, like heโs memorising how you feel under his palms.
โYouโre so soft,โ he mumbles, hands smoothing over you. He drops onto you, face pressing between your tits, breathing in your scent.
Confused as your voice calls for him gently, โโToru?โ
โFuck,โ he nips at your skin first and then moves to get back on his knees, โAlright, spread those pretty legs for me, sweetheart.โ
Feeling placid from the intensity of your orgasm, you immediately listen to him and open your legs, moving them to the outside of his. Gojo feels like his heart grows in size at how quick you are to listen to him, so docile you donโt even talk back to him.
Your head cocks to the side at him, confused by his stare, โWhat?โ
โNothing,โ he shakes his head at you, โYouโre just really cute.โ
He grabs your face, sandwiching your cheeks between his fingers, his lips leaving behind a big and sloppy kiss on yours before focusing back on your cunt. Grasping his cock and groaning at the pressure, squeezing himself to alleviate some of the need crawling desperately up his spine.
You canโt help but stare, he wasnโt full of it, he really is that big. Long and thick and looking so painfully hard, dripping precum so messily down the length of himself, dribbling down onto the bed sheets.
โItโs rude to stare,โ he hisses, hand now stroking himself, clearly not even a little bit put off by your shameless staring. If anything, completely aroused by it.
Looking up into his eyes as you apologise, โโM sorry.โ
โHah,โ he huffs in amusement, โSo polite all of a sudden, orgasm that good, pretty?โ
โYeah,โ you nod, staring at him straight on, aiming to work him up more.
It works, โFuckโ alright,โ his hips stutter into his hand and he stops fisting his cock, โโBout to give you an even better one,โ guiding his dick to your core.
Swiping the head of himself through your folds, letting it collect the slick leaking from you. Teasing you like this for a bit, moving himself up and down before dipping into your hole, only to pull away again.
You whine at him over it, โPlease.โ
Smile large as he coos, โDonโt worry, pretty. Iโll take care of you.โ
Keeping his word, he slowly presses the tip of his dick into you, hissing at the stretch, worried he didnโt give you enough prep. You bite your lip as you begin to take him in, fisting the sheets below, looking up at Gojo. His brows are upturned, and his jaw clenched, focusing so hard on being slow and careful. He pauses when you clench and flinch around him.
โI can take it,โ gaze determined as you try to assure him, โYou can keep going.โ
โOh, sweetie,โ his hand grips at your inner thigh, squishing it under his hold, โI appreciate that,โ he smiles, โI doโฆ but youโre gonna want to pace yourself.โ
You pout up at him, sulking, wanting to be full and not appreciating his probably โ definitely โ sound advice.
โHah, donโt pout,โ his thumb moves to your clit, โYouโll take it, know you will,โ rubbing circles into it, โCause Iโm gonna make sure of it, but you gotta pace yourself.โ
Under his touch, you relax again, and he pushes his hips forward, starting the slow process of opening you up on his cock. His control astounding himself right now, wanting nothing more than to fuck into you completely, feeling your pussy swallow him whole.
Heโs not quite half-way yet and already pressing up against the most delicious spots inside you, with that and his consistent pressure on your clit, youโre suddenly so fucking close to cumming like this.
Reaching out to him, your hand lightly slaps at him, trying to warn, โIโm gonna โ hah โโ
Gojo realises when you clench down on him what youโre trying to say, the small noises you make getting louder, he almost blows his load the second he realises. Ripping himself from you suddenly, you cry out at the loss, cumming around nothing, gasping into your hand.
โWhy? Why?โ youโre almost incoherent as you ask him.
โIโm so fucking sorry, sweetheart,โ he keeps his thumb on your clit, trying to make up for the loss of his cock, โWouldโve cum if I hadnโt pulled out, wanna at least fuck you before I do.โ
You glare at him, trying to convey how slighted you feel but he only seems to find it endearing, smiling at you over it. โIโll make it up to you, donโt worry.โ
Wasting no time, he fucks back into you, to where he was before he pulled out. Giving shallow thrusts as he keeps pressing forwards, breath stuttering at the small way heโs getting the friction heโs desperate for.
โSuch a greedy cunt,โ he murmurs, dick slipping deeper, โSo quick to cum for me, sucking me in.โ
โGojoโโ you whine at him, his words back to embarrassing you.
His voice cracks at how you refer to him, โโNo, no, nono, what happened to โToru?โ Fucking deeper, so close to being balls deep.
โโToru, youโreโโ cutting yourself off with a moan, he thrust the rest of the way in when you called to him, โโso deep.โ
โDonโt I fucking know it,โ he chuckles breathlessly, moving to press his body up against yours, craving the contact.
Heโs pressed up against you completely, warm and strong, your legs loop around his waist and he slips in deeper. He groans at it, holding himself back, wanting you to adjust to all of him first. He nuzzles into your neck, leaving kisses and love bites against the sensitive skin there, relishing in the way your pussy jumps around him over such a small act.
โIf I didnโt know any better, Iโd think you liked me or something,โ he jokes, referencing how sensitive you are to him.
Without thinking, you admit, โI have โ mmph โ Iโve liked you mmโmultiple times ahโ at different points in โ hah โ our lives.โ
His head snaps back as he twitches inside you, โSeriously?โ When you nod, he grinds down into you, โFuckโ had me so stressed, liked you all this time and youโre telling me I couldโve had this pretty, little pussy so much sooner?โ
Youโre feeling a bit dazed, two orgasms deep and stretched so obscenely around him, cunt making wet noises just from the small way heโs grinding into you.
โWhen,โ his words are hurried, when you look at him like heโs just said something in a different language, he asks again, โWhen have you liked me?โ
โI donโt remember that, too many โ hnn โ different times,โ you shake your head, you donโt even know if you could recount all the times you had feelings for him resurface even if you werenโt split open on his big dick.
He moans, starting to move his hips in shallow thrusts, โEnough that you โ mmph โ canโt remember specifics,โ he groans, โFeels like a sick joke, been pining after you our โ hah โ whole lives.โ
His mouth is on yours, kissing you deeply, sucking your tongue into his mouth, licking at you. The kiss so dizzying, youโre barely able to catch up to him before heโs talking again, โThe most recent timeโ can you โ hah โ remember the most recent time you liked me?โ
Heโs desperate to know, wanting to know how small or big of a window he had missed. Failing to realise it doesnโt really matter all that much right now.
โNot โ hah โ not that long ago,โ youโre almost panting now, wanting for him to move with more urgency but heโs still only thrusting into you shallowly.
โWhen, sweetie, tell me when, please,โ his forehead pressed to yours, eyes imploring.
Struggling slightly as you press out, โBโ before I started โ hah โ going on all those dates,โ youโre trying really hard to think, โBeginning of the โ hng โ year?โ
Smiling at you, big, happy, โNot that long ago, just gonna make you like me again.โ
Heโs a little annoyed that you went on so many dates right after having liked him, not completely lost on him that the two are probably connected and feeling frustrated that he hadnโt just told you about his feelings ages ago.
โGonna charm the fuck outta you, take you to nice places, shower you in compliments, tell you how cute you are,โ heโs rambling now, about your theoretical future dates, โRemind you every day how much I like you, how perfect you are, gonna make you like me again.โ
โIโd like it if you moved, โToru, please,โ you beg, tears in the corners of your eyes from being teased.
โSince you asked so nicely,โ he quips, kissing your cheek before complying.
Finally starting a pace that has you going crazy but in a different way, fast and deep, weighted thrusts that make you struggle to maintain focus. Pulling out almost completely before fucking back into you, hammering his hips into yours, lewd squelching filling the room at it.
Your whimpered moans have Gojoโs skin pricking, so turned on he feels insane, like you might kill him, โGot such a great pussy, fucking soaking wet, taking me so well, could die like this and not complain, fuckโโ
Clawing at him now, at his forearms, his biceps, shoulders, back, anywhere you can reach, desperately scrabbling for purchase. โGojoโโ
โโNo, I donโt know who that is,โ he ignores your cry of his name.
Trying again, โโToru, wantโ I wantโโ
Youโre not even entirely sure what you want or are asking for, but Gojo seems to know immediately. His hips moving faster, pelvis slapping into your clit every time he meets yours, cock hitting against your cervix in a way that hurts so fucking good.
Eyes rolling back in your skull with the pleasure, fat tears running down your face at it. Sex has never felt like this, is it meant to feel like this? Have you been doing it wrong? Or maybe heโs just insanely good at it, or maybe you just like him more than you were aware of.
โFeelsโ feels good, Iโโ
โAgain? Fucking perfect, so perfect for me,โ he sounds so excited, โWant it, want you to cum on me, cum all over my cock, fucking coat me in it.โ Itโs almost like heโs begging you for it.
Luckily for him, you really do like his voice, love how he talks to you and at his borderline begging, youโre cumming all over him. Cunt clenching down on him, sobbing out pitiful moans of his name as you cum. Itโs coating him, just like how he asked for, creamy white ring at the base of his cock.
โFuuck, thatโs it, such a good girl,โ your cunt jumps around his cock, and he laughs, โOh? You liked that, shouldโve called you a good girl sooner.โ
Too dazed to fight him on his teasing, corners of your vision blurry and ears ringing, twitching pathetically under him. He doesnโt stop his thrusts, fucking into you harsher, more shallow, getting close to finishing himself.
Orgasm on the tip of his tongue, the thing that sends him over the edge is how you look up at him. Eyes fucked out and cheeks tear stained, whining out a small, โโToru, want it, please.โ
โWhatever you say, sweetheart,โ his words are choked out, almost whining himself, balls heavy with how badly he wants to cum.
Thrusts faltering as he fucks into you the last few times, suddenly slamming his pelvis to yours, releasing all his cum inside you, painting your walls a pretty shade of white. Hips grinding into you as he finishes.
Fucked out whimpers of your name leaving him as he presses his head into the side of your neck. Biting down onto you, shocking you slightly, the pain unexpected, he lathes over it with his tongue.
He slumps down onto you, his weight too much, your hands push at him, โToo heavy.โ
He hums out at you noncommittally but gets up, carefully slipping himself from you, not shy in how he stares at your pussy. At the way his cum gushes from it, the urge to fuck it all back inside you strong. He withholds though, seeing youโre clearly beyond fucked out. Next time, he promises himself.
Gone from you but not for too long, only leaving long enough to clean himself up and bring stuff back to clean you up. Wiping softly at your legs, cleaning you of his spend, โYou look cute dripping with my cum,โ he singsongs.
โLewd,โ you accuse, too tired to think of something more to say.
โYeahโฆโ he gets into bed by you, โBut Iโm certain you like that.โ
You snuggle into his side, letting him cuddle you, โNot sleeping with you again until at least the third date.โ
โI betโฆโ he looks down at you, lips hovering over yours, โโฆYouโll sleep with me after each of them.โ
You go to scoff at him and deny it, but he kisses you, deep and imploring. Effectively shutting you up and as you let him kiss you how he likes, you realise, he might be right.
๐/๐: this got away from me, like it so often does, it was only meant to be a couple k of only smut but i am not normal so it turned into this! i hope you enjoyed <3 thank you for reading!
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Noncon w gojo but reader is resisting the whole time so he ends up tying them down. And heโs not even trying to be nice about it, heโs degrading her and choking her all that stuff ๐คญ
BREAKPOINT
PAIRING yandere Gojo Satoru x f!reader
WARNING non/con, unhealthy relationship (red flag Gojo), use of vulgar words, manipulation, humiliation, fingering on kitchen counter, bondage (hands only), blowjob, cumming in mouth, raw sex, breeding kink, orgasm denial, forcing to say stuffs, clit rubbing, pussy eating, nipple play, choking, degradation, lactation kink, multiple orgasms, oversensitivity, creampie, manhandling, so much yanderee
NOTE twitter link here.. sorry for posting late
Dating Gojo, the incredibly good-looking and powerful guy, isn't as simple as you'd think. He frequently reminds you of your perceived inferiority compared to him, and that he could find someone better.
Every time you're with him, he's makes you feel insecure. He keeps putting you down for your mistakes and flaws, always reminding you of all the things he can do that you can only dream about. He often says mean things about how you look and what you can do, making you feel like you're not good enough for him. Even though he's rude and acts like he doesn't care, Gojo still wants you around, making sure you know he's more important in your life.
He's always flirting with other people, which makes it clear he doesn't respect you. When he's with his friends, he completely ignores you, leaving you feeling invisible and unimportant. Your feelings never seem to be a priority for him. It's clear he's more focused on other things, yet he still wants you to stay. You're beginning to realize this relationship isn't healthy for you, but you still crave his approval and validation, hoping he'll see you as worthy.
Your best friend advises, 'You should leave him, girl.'"
"But I love him," you counter.
"But does he love you?"
You stay quiet. Gojo's words may say one thing, but his actions speak differently. Your best friend is right; you realize you need to do something about it. So you send him a text asking to meet at your place, you need to talk to him over this.
Satoru arrives at your house, his long legs carrying him up to the door with an air of confidence. Knowing he's the strongest sorcerer in the world makes him feel untouchable. As he knocks on the door, a thrill of excitement courses through him, anticipating what awaits inside. The familiar scent of your perfume greets him as you open the door, and he smirks, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation.
He takes off his dark blue jacket, tossing it carelessly onto a nearby chair. His gaze lingers on you for a moment, taking in your appearance before he speaks in a low voice, ... "Been missing my dick, huh?"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" you snap, glaring at him. He smirks, stepping closer to you, his body heat enveloping you as he looms over you.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" Satoru repeats, a hint of amusement in his voice. He raises an eyebrow, letting the question hang between them, challenging you to elaborate. When he doesn't get an immediate response, he crosses his arms, sitting on your couch and regarding you with a cocky grin.
"So, why the fuck did you call me if you're gonna give me this attitude? " he asks, feigning ignorance. His eyes gleam mischievously, daring you to confront him about your issues head-on.
You stand there, silent for a moment, searching for the words to express your frustration. Before you can say anything, Satoru turns away, sauntering towards your kitchen like he owns the place. He opens the fridge, pulling out a beer and cracking it open with a satisfying sound. Your heart pounds in your chest, your frustration mounting as he drinks it so casually.
As he turns back to you, he raises an eyebrow, the unopened beer in his hand. "You gonna talk, or are you just gonna stand there?" he asks.
"This...this relationship isn't working," you finally manage to utter, your voice wavering slightly. Satoru freezes mid-drink, the beer halfway to his lips. The surprise in his eyes fades quickly, replaced with a cold, hard stare. He sets the beer down on the counter, taking a step towards you.
"Break up?" He repeats, the word hanging in the air like a challenge. "You think you can just toss me aside like an old toy?" He growls, his eyes burning with anger. The force of his personality filled the room, making it hard to breathe. Satoru leans in, his face inches from yours, his blue eyes burning with a fire that matched his temper.
"You better think twice about this, princess," He snarled, his voice low and dangerous. "Once you break things off with me, you'll be all alone. No one is going to love you."
"I'm sure," you say firmly, standing your ground despite the fear in your chest. Satoru's eyes narrow, a dangerous glint flickering in their depths. He steps back, a sardonic smile playing on his lips.
"Did you find someone better than me?" He asks, his voice dripping with disbelief and accusation. The air around you thickens, the tension palpable. Satoru crosses his arms, leaning against the counter, his expression a mix of amusement and contempt. "Tell me... Is his dick bigger than mine?"
You shake your head, your voice trembling as you reply, "No, I just..." Satoru cuts you off, gripping your wrist harshly and pulling you towards the counter. You gasp in surprise, trying to pull away, but his grip is too strong.
He pushes you down on the counter, his dick pressing against your ass, the intensity of the contact leaving you breathless. His eyes bore into yours, the challenge in them undeniable. "Does he fuck you better than me?" he growls, his lips grazing your ear.
You struggle against him, your heart racing as you beg him to let you go. "Please, Satoru...let me go!" You plead, your voice shaking with fear and desperation. Satoru chuckles, his grip tightening around your wrist.
"Not until you realise, what a huge mistake you did by making me mad." he growls, grinding his erection against your ass harder. His eyes bore into yours, daring you to defy him.
Satoru pulls down your pants, revealing your ass. He smacks it hard, the sting of his hand making you yelp in shock. Before you can react, he slides his long, cold fingers inside you, groaning softly at the wetness he finds. His eyes gleam with satisfaction as he mocks you, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Well, well, looks like someone wants more of my cock even after saying she wants a break." He chuckles, twisting his fingers inside you roughly. His eyes are full of malicious.
You can't help but moan in spite of yourself, your body betraying your intentions. Your mind screams at you to fight back, but your body responds to his touch, betraying your resolve. Satoru's grin widens, his eyes gleaming with triumph.
"Looks like you can't resist me, princess," he taunts, thrusting his fingers deeper inside you. "Maybe you don't want a break, maybe you just want me to praise you while I go down on you."
Satoru grips your head tighter against the counter, his fingers thrusting into you relentlessly. Your body buckles under the onslaught, each thrust bringing you closer to the edge. You moan loudly, unable to hold back your pleasure.
Within moments, you're screaming his name, your body convulsing as you cum hard. Satoru watches you with a satisfied smirk, his thumb rubbing your clit in time with his fingers. He continues to thrust into you, milking every last drop of your pleasure.
Satoru carries you mercilessly to your bedroom, leaving you with no time to rest. He quickly sets you down on the bed and his hands rich to unzip his pants. Desperate to get away, you try to crawl away, but he grabs your ankle and uses his weight to pin you down. With a flick of his wrist, he removes his blindfold, revealing his piercing blue eyes. Your heart races, fear and desire warring within you as he takes his blindfold and ties your hands above your head, effectively immobilizing you.
"Please, stop!" you plead, tears streaming down your face as you beg him to release you. "I'm sorry, I take back everything I said! I don't want this!" Your words hang in the air, heavy with regret and fear.
Satoru leans down, his gaze hard and unwavering. "The only sorry I accept is by your mouth showing me how sorry it is by sucking me off." He growls, his finger tracing the shape of your lips. Your heart races and your body trembles at the command.
He pulls himself in front of your head, and you hesitate, your heart racing in your chest. The room spins around you, and the scent of him overwhelms you. You understand you have no choice but to obey, swallow your pride, and submit.
Taking a deep breath, you wrap your lips around his shaft and reluctantly start sucking him off. Satoru growls in approval, his hand entwined in your hair, guiding you. Your mind screams at you to resist, but your body obeys him, your mouth moving rhythmically, pleasing him.
As you continue to suck him off, Satoru's grip in your hair tightens. His movements become more erratic, his breaths growing heavier. Your heart races, a mixture of fear and arousal coursing through you. You're determined to make this quick, hoping he'll release you soon.
You rest your head, waiting for him to untie you. But instead, he parts your legs, grinning wickedly as he rubs his cock against your clit. You flinch, but he doesn't hesitate. With a swift movement, he pushes into you, stretching you painfully. A cry escapes your lips, tears streaming down your face. You beg him, your voice trembling with fear and desperation. "Please, be gentle..."
Gojo grins, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Well, well, I thought you'd be fucking other guys, but you're still tight as hell." He says, thrusting harder into you. "Feels so fucking good." His voice is thick with lust, his movements becoming more aggressive.
Your body tenses, your mind spinning in the turmoil of conflicting emotions. You're angry, yet you can't deny the pleasure he brings you. His words fill you with shame, your skin burning with embarrassment. Despite your struggles, his grip on you is ironclad. You moan, a mixture of pain and pleasure washing over you as he continues to thrust into you. Your mind screams for him to stop, but your body betrays you, responding to his touch.
Every thrust is a reminder of your weakness, your inability to resist him. You can't help but wonder who else he's been with, who else has shared in this intimacy. A wave of jealousy washes over you, your heart beating wildly.
"Fuck, you're gushing," he growls, his hips thrusting into you with increasing intensity. He reaches down, pushing your top along with bra up, his fingers roughly pinching your nipple, twisting it. Your eyes widen, a gasp escaping your lips. "Yet you say you don't want it?" He grunts, his voice thick with dominance.
You can't help but moan, your body betraying your anger. His words echo in your mind, reminding you of your place. Despite your struggling, your body responds to his touch, your clit throbbing with each thrust.
Gojo mocks you, his voice dripping with venom. "What's that, are you enjoying it, slut?" He asks, his movements becoming more frenzied. "You think you can find someone better than me? Someone who fucks you better than me?"
His words cut deep, your heart racing with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. You can't help but moan, your body betraying your anger. He laughs, his eyes gleaming with malice.
"Look at you, begging for my cock, you worthless slut." Gojo sneers, his movements growing rougher. "I'm the strongest sorcerer in the world, and you think you can insult me? Ha!" He laughs, his eyes shining with malicious delight. "Listen up", he slows down his thrust making sure you listen to him instead of moaning, "Don't you dare bring that break up again, I own you, I own this pussy, I own your fucking heart, I know it, you love my baby and I love you too.. So let's.. let's be like before, me and you, together.. We can have a baby too, our own family .. so beautiful.", with that he starts pumping into you again hard and fast, desperate to fill you with his fertile seed.
Your cheeks burn with shame, your toes curling as his thrusts grow stronger and rougher, and just before you hit your orgasm, he pulls out, "That's what you get for disobeying me."
You gasp, your pussy gripping on to him as he pulls out. "That's what you get for disobeying me," he growls, his eyes blazing with anger. You feel a wave of disappointment wash over you, your orgasm cut short.
He stands over you, his chest heaving, his gaze locked on your face. You shrink under his gaze not daring to question him why he stopped, you know everything is your fault. NO, he made you believe everything is your fault, but you cannot help but accept it, you cannot help but accept his cock inside you.
Gojo leans down, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight. "Look at you, clenching around nothing, desperate for my cock." He mocks, his hands gripping your thighs. "Worthless slut."
He licks your clit, a cruel smirk on his face. You whimper, your body trembling with need. His tongue teases your clit, your moans growing louder. He chuckles, enjoying your helplessness.
Gojo's hand glides over your body, his touch electric. "Do you want me to finish you off?" His voice is a combination of cruelty and seduction.
Your heart races, your body trembling with need. You nod, unable to speak, your mind filled with a mix of shame and lust. He grins, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
Gojo raises an eyebrow, his gaze locked on your face. "Beg for it, slut." He demands, his voice thick with lust.
You hesitate, your cheeks burning with embarrassment. He slaps your pussy, making you jolt. "Beg," he repeats, his voice cold.
You swallow hard, your heart pounding, "please, make me cum..." You whisper, your voice barely audible.
Gojo's eyes squint, "Hmm, how about you say you love me 69 times then I will think of it."
Your eyes widen, your heart racing with a mix of anger and desperation. You know you have to do it. "I love you," you whisper, your voice barely audible. "I love you... I love you... I love Satoru..." Your voice grows stronger as you continue, each 'I love you' more genuine than the last.
Gojo watches you, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He leans down, his tongue darting out to trace the curve of your clit. "Keep going.." He orders, his voice rough with desire
You nod, your face heating up with desire and shame. "I love you... I love you... I love Satoru..." You repeat, your voice growing stronger with each word.
Gojo's tongue traces your clit, his movements slow and deliberate. You moan, your body trembling with need. He smiles, his eyes locked on your face. "Good girl," he growls, his voice thick with lust.
He slips two fingers inside you, his movements slow and deliberate. "Keep going..."
Your heart races, your body trembling, "I love you... I love you... I love Satoru..." You repeat, your voice growing stronger with each word.
Gojo's fingers slide inside you, his movements slow and deliberate. You moan, your body shaking with need. He smiles, his eyes locked on your face. "Yes.. yes" He encourages, his voice rough with desire.
You continue to profess your love, your body trembling with a mix of desire and shame.
After what feels like an eternity, Gojo slides his fingers out, replacing them with his tongue. You whimper, your body trembling with anticipation.
He licks your clit, his tongue tracing the curve of your most sensitive spot. "Good girl," he praises you, his voice thick with lust. "Sixty-nine times, I counted each 'I love you.'" He chuckles, his eyes locked on your face. "That's a lot of love for me, baby," he teases, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Now, let's make you cum."
His tongue traces the your walls, his movements slow and deliberate. His eyes locked on your face for your reaction. "You taste so good, so wet and needy."
Your abdomen shaking as you move your hips against his face, you cry out, your body trembling with pleasure as you cum. You collapse there, your heart pounding with a mix of ecstasy and shame.
"Untie me now," you plead, your voice shaking with emotion. But Gojo shakes his head, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction, "Nah uh, not till I cum, filling your little pussy."
He inserts himself back inside you, his movements slow and deliberate. Your pussy is oversensitive, making you cry out in pain. "No more," you beg, your voice filled with desperation.
Gojo grits his teeth, his eyes squeezing shut as he feels your walls clenching around him uncontrollably. He slows his pace, allowing you time to adjust to your oversensitivity.
As you recover, he starts thrusting into you, his movements slow and deliberate at first. His pace gradually increases, his eyes locked on your face. "You like being a slut for your boyfriend, isn't it?" He growls, his voice thick with lust.
You moan, your body trembling with a mix of pleasure and pain. "Yes," you admit, not caring about your self respect anymore.
As he thrusts into you, his movements become faster, his eyes locked on your face. "Good girl," he growls, his voice thick with lust. "You're such a good little whore, aren't you?"
You moan, your body trembling with a mix of pleasure and pain. "Yes," you admit, not caring about your self-respect anymore. "I'm your little slut."
Gojo chuckles, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Hmphh, keep squeezing me.. A-ah," he growls, his pace increasing even more.
Your eyes roll at the way he's choking and fucking you like a monster, his hands around your neck, his thrusts relentless. Gojo leans down, his lips colliding with yours in a rough kiss.
You moan into his mouth, your body trembling with a mix of pleasure and fear. He pulls back, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Hah! You gonna cum again?," he mocks.
You groan, your body trembling with a mix of pleasure and fear. "Yes.. Hngh- please I am gonna cum again" You admit, your voice shaking with emotion.
As he thrusts into you, his movements become frenzied. "Y/N, let's... try it again.. together... Can't you imagine? How lovely you will look with your tummy swollen and round with my baby, and milk flowing from your breasts. Just think of it", he bites his lips imaging all of that. He unties your hands, letting them grip onto anything they find.
Your mind is unable to make out his words, you just nod, taking his cock like a doll.
He leans in, his lips brushing against your skin as he sucks on your nipple. "Gonna fill you, hmmph," whimpers escape his lips, "You are so obedient for me baby."
As Gojo nears his climax, his thrusts become frantic, his movements fierce. You cry out, your body trembling with pleasure and pain.
His thrusts become stronger, his movements more intense. Your walls clench around him, milking him as you cum again. He roars, his eyes locked on your face. "Yes, cum for me, baby, cum for your strongest boyfriend," he growls, his voice thick with lust.
He fills you with his seed, his movements slowing as he finishes. "You did well, baby," he pants, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He loosens his grip on your neck, allowing you to breathe.
You collapse against him, your heart racing with a mix of pleasure and fear. "F' me, am your little.. slut.. ." You whisper, before passing out .
Gojo's lips caress your bruised neck, licking them before giving you a small peck on your lips. "I love you, Y/N, I appreciate you," he mutters, his voice thick with lust. "But I ain't gonna spoil you."
He wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you closer to him. Both of you fall asleep in each other's arms, exhausted from the passionate night.
In the darkness of the night, he whispers in your ear, "Never gonna let you escape me, my little play thing."
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WHISPERED PROMISESโS. SHINICHIRO
เชโโด synopsis: you meet shinichiro one day when heโs working in his shop. youโre sweet, nice and thereโs an obvious tension between you two. you feel like a teenager with the way heโs making you nervous, but you accept to go on a date with him. things only get better from there.
เชโโด content warning: so much fluff i almost cried, fem!reader, you and shin have the biggest crush on each other, heโs so sweet and respectful, eventual smut, mentions of a breeding kink, protected sex, fingering, oral (fem! receiving), pussy whipped shinichiro, dirty talk, lots of kisses, shin has a big dick<3ย
เชโโดword count: 7,9k (lord have mercy)
เชโโดnote: a great thank you to @mztomanย for commissioning me again!! I got so carried with this fic, the plot was just so good!!ย
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Working on weekends was Shinichiroโs least favorite thing about his job. He tried his best to make it a good experience, he really did, but he was tired from a long week of working eight hours a day (and sometimes more when there was an emergency). And so, small things got on his nerves.
His lunchbox wouldnโt open, he forgot to pack chopsticks with him, he forgot to put water in his mini-fridge, the air conditioner was barely workingโgood lord, he was getting so annoyed.
Ring!
Oh great, a customer visiting when he was at his wits ends. Shinichiro stands up from his crouching position next to the bike he was working on. He grabs the rug that was attached to his pants and wipes his hands. He was expecting the usual type of customers; rude, stubborn, the know-it-all who tried to explain to him his own job and how itโs done. All in all, unlikeable.
Though, he is pleasantly surprised when he finds a girl standing at the door, looking around his shop with heart eyes. You looked so lost in your thoughts, your hands gripping your hand bag so tightly (from nervousness? Shinichiro wasnโt sure). Your stance was polite, and you looked in awe at his work. Maybe working today wasnโt such a bad idea if his first customer of the day is someone like you.
He brushes off the thoughts, telling himself that you looked youngโno, way too young for someone like him. Plus, he wasnโt exactly the luckiest with girls. Heโs had his fair share of hookups, tried to be in relationships, but things just never worked out for him.
He rolls his shoulders as he approaches you, greeting you with a wave. He was tall, had a smile that had you feeling a little dizzyโgood god, this man was attractive. Whether it be the way he carried himself, or how he wiped the dirt off his hands, you could tell that he was hardworking and truly loved his job.
โHi, welcome to our shop.โ He really hoped that his voice wouldnโt crack and embarrass him. Technically, it was his shop and he was proud of it. It wasnโt exactly the fanciest out there, but it was his pride and joy. The display of the many bikes that he owned always caught peopleโs attention outside and left him grinning from ear to ear.
โHello, thank you, I didnโt think anyone was here,โ you were nervous, he could tell by watching you relax and clench your hands more than once.
โWell, someone has to be here,โ he jokes and for a second, he can tell you were glad that he did. His playful remark somehow made you relax, and you let out a slightly less nervous giggle (which sounded so fucking adorable).
โYouโre right, my bad.โ You start looking around the shop again, and the man thinks itโs time to try to get to know you a little better. How can he do that without appearing to be invading your personal space? Should he immediately ask for your name? No, thatโs too bold. MaybeโฆMaybe taking the professional approach will work.
โCan I see your driverโs license?โ Very subtle.
You donโt hesitate as you pull it out and hand it to the tall man, and you watch as his eyes scan it for a good five seconds before humming in approval.
You were indeed younger, but only four years younger than him, really fucking attractive. He thought that there is no way you were single, but then again there was no ring on your fingerโshould he just ask you if you were in a relationship? Nu-uh, too soon.
โAlright, and how can I help you?โ
โI am here to fix my friendโs bike for her birthday,โ
โOh you have a biker friend? So you know a little about them?โ
โOnly the basics, Iโm more of an avid fan of the races rather than a participator.โ You let out a chuckle, rubbing the back of your neck. You werenโt lying, you did enjoy watching more than riding them. But only because you tried before and failed miserably, and you werenโt going to include such embarrassing detail to a handsome stranger.
โOkay, what does she need help with exactly?โ
You go into detail of what had happened, and how your friend had stopped riding her motorcycle just because she was too busy saving up money for something else. And with her birthday coming up, you thought you could sneakily get a family member of hers to bring the bike to this particular shop and get it fixed right on time. Shinichiro agrees to help you, and you both settle on the price rather quickly. Now you no longer had a reason to be in the shop, but you didnโt exactly want to leave either.
โYouโre not busy?โ
โNot at all,โ you look at the display of the many fancy motorcycles he owned, letting out a โwowโ at how shiny and pretty they looked. He took good care of them.
โMy name is Shinichiro, by the way.โ He takes his hand out to shake yours and you accept it immediately. You try not to blush at how rough his hand felt, evidence of true hard work. Could he get any more attractive?
โNice to meet you, Shinichiro,โ you grin at the man, and feel him squeeze your hand tightly before relaxing. He seemed like he wanted to say something, but hesitated and thought โnevermindโ. But the longer you stayed in his shop, the more obvious it was to the man that if you left the shop without his number, he would be the one to call himself a loser. No need for Benkei and Wakasa to do that for him.
โSo, uhโฆโ His lips part, his hand comes to the back of his neck and your heart picks up its pace. You could see that the tips of his ears were turning red, and his hand hadnโt let go of yours. โThis is a little unprofessional of meโฆโ He mumbles to himself. He sighs and you chuckle and at the dilemma he seems to be in, but that sound alone seems to encourage him to speak more. He wants to hear you laugh again, you seemed very comfortable with what was happening.
โWould you like to go out sometime? Iโd like to know you better, you seem like a really nice girl andโโ
โAbsolutely.โ You donโt let him go on with his little ramble, only flash him a nervous grin. The apples of your cheeks were as red as his, and it truly felt like two teenagers confessing to one another. You loved a man that made you feel like this.
โOh?โ He grins back, and his hand slides down from his nape to the back pocket of his jeans. โGreat, when are you available?โ
โTomorrow, my place.โ Shinichiro almost chokes on his saliva at your words. Your place? It was too early for that, not that he mindedโbut he wanted to be a gentleman, wait at least a few dates before even trying to get in bed with youโ
Sensing that he was malfunctioning, your other hand slides on top of the hand that was holding yours and you squeeze it in reassurance.
โYou donโt have to if youโre not comfortable. I just thought going to a restaurant would be a waste of moneyโand personally, I love cooking. We can just watch a movie and hang out?โ You felt like such a breath of fresh air. Somehow, feeling your skin against his made him immediately relax.
Itโs not the idea of coming to your place that scared him, he just always thought you only do that after a while of dating. But here you were, suggesting that an indoor date would be better and cheaper than at a restaurant. Plus, he felt like he could get to know you better if youโre sitting on the couch together alone rather than in a place filled with people.
โI love the idea. So, tomorrow?โ
โ8PM, how does that sound?โ
โPerfect.โ
--
After exchanging phone numbers, you and Shinichiro practically texted almost all night. You talked about everything and nothing, almost forgetting to send him your location. Turns out, you didnโt really live that far away from his own place, nearly less than a five minute walk.
He was really nervous. He didnโt tell anyone about the date, made up some bullshit of a lie that he was going out for a few hours and his friends were already eyeing him weird. He simply wanted to take his time with you. Your chemistry seemed promising even though youโve known each other for less than a day.
He didnโt want to get his hopes up, and if you were going to choose not to go out on a date with him again, he could at least keep it a secret to himself.
Since you were the one cooking tonight, Shinichiro thought it would be rude if he didnโt bring anything with him. So he got a bouquet, brought board games with him and some drinks just in case. He felt stupid for not having asked you beforehand what kind of drinks you liked, but he was almost at your place. No time for regrets.
You had also told him to dress comfortably. You were going to chill in your living room for a while, and you wanted your date to feel as natural as possible. So here he was, dressed in a white hoodie and some grey sweatpants, his hair was still slightly wet from the quick shower he took after getting off work, and he hoped that he wouldnโt catch a cold.
Arriving at your doorstep, the man was more than sure that this was your place. You had a cute doormat with the word โWELCOMEโ written in bold, along with two huge plants on either side of it. If your doorstep felt this cozy, he could only imagine what the inside looks like.
Knock, knock, knock.
He waits approximately three seconds before he hears the sound of you running barefoot to the doorstep, a muffled โIโm coming!โ accompanied with it. You handle a few locks before opening the door, greeting him with the cutest smile heโs ever seen. He doesnโt have time to look at your outfit or tell you how nice you look before you were wrapping your arms around him. You donโt squeeze too tight, but Shinichiro feels you flinch and pull away.
โOh, sorry! I got too excitedโโ youโre blushingโfuck, youโre blushing and heโs getting butterflies in his stomach like a teenager. Shinichiro has been on enough dates to know the difference between feeling nervous and having an absolute crush on his dateโit was the latter with you.
โItโs okay, I like hugs,โ he places the bag full of goods on the floor and pulls you in another hug, his hand caressing your back gently. He hopes you canโt hear how loud his heart is beating, because then he would be fucked.
โYou smell really good,โ you mumble against his chest and you feel him hum. He leans down and you can feel his nose on top of your headโthis was too intimate for a first date, but neither of you minded.
โYou smell like roses,โ he lets you pull away from the hug, grinning from ear to ear that his words were getting you to blush this hard.
โThank you.โ So shy, so sweet--
I swear if this doesnโt work out, Iโll never date again.
โOh how rude of me, please come on in!โ You lead him all the way inside, and Shinichiro can finally take a look at your outfit. You were wearing the cutest dress that reached right above your knees, along with a pair of fuzzy socks. You looked so comfortable and adorable, he couldnโt help the smile on his lips.
โQuite the cute outfit,โ his tone is playful, it makes you pause what you were doing in the kitchen to give him a playful glare yourself.
โYeah, yeah, I told you I wanted us to feel comfortable. Itโs bad enough that my heart is about to explode,โ so it wasnโt just him feeling nervous, cool.
โYouโre also nervous?โ
โAlso?โ now itโs your turn to sound playful and the man laughs at your antics. He takes a seat on your couch, and waits for you to join him. He looks around your apartment, and takes in how well thought everything seemed to be. From the candles sitting by the tiny coffee table, to the polaroids hanging on the wallโyour place felt like a perfect representation of how you were as a person and as a friend; comforting and sweet.
โYou got me my favorite drink!โ Your excited voice pulls him out of his thoughts. He stares at you and the way your eyes seem to light up at a simple drink. He picked out the flavor very randomly, his thought process was โI hope she likes thisโ and turns out, you did.
Lucky him. Everything he seemed to do or pick for you aligned perfectly with your preferences. Though, he couldnโt deny that he was eager to learn more about you; what you did for a living, what your favorite pet was, your sleeping schedule, your favorite place to eatโhe needed to stop.
You approached the TV and grabbed your remote control before turning around to face him.
โFood is almost ready, wanna watch something in the mean time?โ Shinichiro nods and you quickly take a seat next to him on the couch.
โSo, what kind of shows are you into?โ
The next half hour passes by rather quickly, and you end up not watching anything as you both chat on the couch. He helps you check in on the food when you gasp in horror, thinking that it got burnedโbut thank god, it didnโt. You talk about your childhood, what you did for a living and how things were going for you. If you had any friends living nearby, where you grew up. You appreciated how attentive the dark haired male sitting on your kitchen stool was, your heart skipped a beat every time he flashed you an adorable grin. You were absolutely doomed.
โHow about you though, any friends or family living around you?โ You ask as you start serving the pasta on the plates he helped setting on the table. He hums in response, but you think it was directed towards the food and how delicious it looked.
โI have two siblings, a brother and a sister.โ
โYounger?โ
โYeah, how did you know?โ he quirks an eyebrow at you and you shrug your shoulders.
โYou give off oldest brother vibes,โ
โIn a good way I hope,โ he teases, waiting for you to take a seat facing him.
โAn amazing way, you seem very caring and selfless.โ You light up the candle sitting in the middle of the table, and Shinichiro tries his best not to stare for too long when you stand up to do it. You were leaning down, the light coming from the candle made you look ten times prettier tonight.
Well, fuck me.
You catch him staring at you, the taller guy almost cooing at how you seemed to blush at his attention. A shy โwhat?โ leaves your lips and Shinichiro shakes his head in response.
โJustโyou look so pretty,โ he was being honest. He wasnโt trying to scare you away or seem creepy, Shinichiro was just an honest man.
โOh pleaseโhave you seen yourself? Youโre so handsome, it should be illegal!โ
โNot gonna lie, I am handsome,โ you stare at him in disbelief, before breaking into a laugh.
โWhat? My parents were very beautiful people,โ
โOh, Iโm not saying otherwise. It just caught me off guard,โ you giggled, grabbing your fork to eat your spaghetti.
โPlus, I look like my mom. Itโs my biggest flex,โ you notice how he smiles when he mentions his mom, and realize that he used the past tense when referring to his parents. Should you ask him about them or not?
โWere they nice people?โ you were thankful that he caught on who you were referring to, and gave you a nod.
โThe best.โ
--
Dinner went on very smoothly with you two chatting here and there. There seemed to be no hole in your conversations, and when it suddenly got quiet, youโd immediately fill it with a new topic. Talking to him was just so fun.
He helps you clean the dishes (despite you saying he doesnโt have to) and you learn from standing next to him without your shoes on that he was a rather tall man. His stature was incredibly attractive even with a hoodie on, and he seemed to love dancing while washing the dishes.
โOh did I tell you I have a niece?โ you gasp at the revelation, almost dropping the board game he brought with him.
โYou do? Show me!โ he immediately whips out his phone and shows you the folder he has dedicated to pictures of him and his niece. He has approximately 500 pictures of her and sheโs the sweetest girl ever.
She looks exactly like him, you almost think that heโs lying to you about being her uncle. You can definitely tell that she got her blond hair from her mom (you passed by a few pictures of the little girl with her parents), but she definitely looked like uncleโs favorite girl.
He tells you about her, how she brought some joy to his life a year ago when she was born. You listen to him and admire how his eyes are full of love when speaking of herโthis man was the greenest flag youโve ever met.
โIโd love for you to meet her, yโknow if we see each other again,โ he hesitates as he says the last sentence, but your hand is immediately wrapped around his arm before you squeeze it reassuringly.
โI would love to meet her,โ even if you didnโt explicitly say it, you were hinting that you were looking forward to your next date together. Lucky Shinichiro.
The rest of the night is filled with laughter as you try all the board games he brought with him. Even when you got bored and decided to do something else, the man was down for whatever as long as it meant making you smile and giggle until your stomach was hurting. He loved how you seemed to encourage him whenever he doubted himself, he also noticed that your hand would always land on his back in reassurance when he lost (mostly to tease him, but you still loved feeling his muscular back through the fabric of his hoodie).
It was around 11:30PM when Shin finally decided it was time to head back home, and he had to fight the urge to kiss your lips when you sulked at the realization that it was time for him to leave.
โMan, that was too fast,โ you complain as you both walk towards the door, and he chuckles at how whiny you suddenly got.
โHey, itโs not like we wonโt see each other again, yeah?โ his hand landed on your back to reassure you the same way you did when he lost, and he noticed how you seemed to melt at his touch.
โYeah,โ you reply in a small voice, shy and suddenly too aware of your loud heartbeat.
Was he going to give you a hug? Kiss you? You were honestly hoping for a kiss, maybe a quick peck?
You were thinking too much.
โThank you for tonight, I really had so much fun with you,โ his hand rested at your shoulder, and you almost melted when he squeezed it. His hand was big and warm, you couldnโt stop thinking of how nice it would feel if you held it, kissed the skin or maybe traced the scars on it.
โI had so much fun too,โ you reply, your hand instinctively wrapping itself around his wrist. Your thumb caresses the skin there, and while your heart was telling you that this was the right thing to do, your brain was scolding you for being so forward.
Shinichiro could swear that his heart was about to come out of his throat when your hand wrapped around his wrist. Your warm touch and caring nature had the man feeling dizzy, blushing once again like heโs never felt a womanโs touch before.
โGoodnight,โ he pulls you towards him to hug you, grabbing both your arms to wrap them around his waist. This doesnโt necessarily catch you off guard since your brain had been screaming at you to wait for him to do something.
โGoodnight Shinichiro,โ your head rests on his chest, a smile adorning your lips. You pull away from the hug a few seconds later, and wait for him to put on his shoes before opening the door for him.
โText me when you get home,โ you say in a low voice, trying not to disturb the neighbors and he nods.
โI will, bye!โ
โBye!โ you wave at him, watching his back as he slowly walks away from your apartment. You close the door and stand there for a moment, trying to recollect your thoughts. This was by far one of the best first dates youโve been on. Not only was Shinichiro such a sweetheart, but you had so much fun with him. You felt like you could hang out with him forever, you couldnโt wait for your next date togetherโfuck, perhaps you were rushing things? Maybe he wanted to wait a couple of days before calling you again, or maybe he wonโt call you at allโ
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Your heart stills at the sound, you almost grab your phone to call the police. But something tells you to open the door anyway, and when you do, two warm hands are grabbing your face and pulling you out of your apartment.
Shinichiro?
โWhat are youโโ
โI wanna kiss youโcan I kiss you?โ he looks out of breath and his cheeks are pink. Youโre not sure if itโs because of the fact that he ran, or if he was flustered. But either way, your cheeks are the same color as his when you hear his request.
โKiss me, please.โ
That was all what he needed to hear before pressing his lips against yours. His lips are warm and soft, and he kisses you so passionately that you can feel your head spinning. Your hands are balled up in fists, tightly holding onto the fabric of his hoodie to keep him closer to you. Shinichiroโs bigger frame is obvious when he kisses you, his entire form leans over you and it makes you blush even more.
Your lips move together for a few more moments before youโre both pulling away, the taller male still pressing kisses all over your face before pecking you on the lips one last time.
โGoodnight,โ he says one last time, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips before walking away from your apartment.
You close the door once again, and for a moment you feel like a main character in a romance drama. You lean your weight against the wall and feel your burning cheeks with your hands.
โOhโฆ my god,โ
Shinichiro was going to be all you could think of for the next few days.
---
After your first date together, you and Shinichiro went on four more dates. Each one had a different vibe to it; at the fair, at a cafรฉ, another date at your place and the most recent one was a cute lunch date at his bike shop. He fixed your friendโs bike but you also preferred being alone with him rather than outside with a crowd of people. Not that you didnโt appreciate the dates at the fair and the cafรฉ, you were still feeling giddy from knowing each other, and so it felt more intimate to spend time together like this.
Shinichiro hadnโt asked you to be his girlfriend yet, and you were more than okay with it. You could tell he was waiting for the right moment to do it, it was adorable. There were times where it would get quiet between you two and you would find him staring at you so lovingly, it made your heart stutter in your chest.
He was about to come pick you up from your place very soon, and you remember him telling you to wear something comfortable which intrigued you. Where was he taking you exactly?
Soon after, you heard familiar three knocks at your door and almost jumped from the couch. You were so excited to see him, the part of your brain that usually embarrassed you for being so excited for a date was buried somewhereโthis was Shinichiro, the same man who hugged and kissed you so passionately on your first date, held your hand at the fair and pecked your lips after winning a teddy bear for you. He got you food when you told him you were too tired to cook, and cleaned your kitchen despite you telling him he didnโt have to.
And he still hasnโt asked you to be his girlfriend yet.
You brushed off the negativity aside, trying to tell yourself that the pit in your stomach was from excitement and not disappointment. Heโs been so good to you, just because he was taking too long to make things official didnโt mean he was playing you.
You hoped.
You open the door and is greeted with a good looking Shinichiro. It was dark outside, it was 9PM and so the street light made him look extra attractive.
He always looked good, but this timeโwow. He was wearing a leather jacket with some jeans and a white shirt, and he had his helmet in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. You tried your best not to blush at the sight of his hair slicked back, but you were so used to turning red in his presence that you just let it happen.
โWell hello there handsome,โ you try to tease him, hoping that it makes your blush die down and give you a hint of confidence, but it withers away so fast when he places his helmet on the floor and pulls you into a hug. He smells so fucking good, it should be unfair.
โHi pretty, ready for our date?โ He pulls away from the hug to stare at your outfit and hums when he sees that youโre wearing shorts and a cardigan. โYou look adorable.โ He leans in and presses a kiss to your red cheek, and chuckles when you look down shyly.
โThank you,โ
โStill shy?โ He teases, handing you the bouquet which you hold carefully.
โShut up, itโs not my fault,โ you walk back inside your place and Shinichiro waits for you by the door with his helmet. You put the bouquet of flowers in a vase and fill it with water before putting it on your table. This way, it always felt like a part of him was around you.
โItโs cute,โ he flashes you a smile and you have to look away to try to calm your nerves. Making you feel this nervous should be illegal. Did he cast some spell on you?
โAnyway big boy, where are we going?โ you walk out of your apartment and close the door, and when you turn around to face the taller guy, he places his helmet on your head and helps adjusting it so that it doesnโt fall off.
โIโm taking you somewhere, do you trust me?โ He points at his motorcycle waiting for you both in front of your building and your lips part in awe. He was taking you for a ride on his most treasured possession?
โI do,โ he sees that youโre in deep thought and squeezes your shoulder.
โThen letโs go.โ
He gets on top of his bike and helps you sit behind him, and at first you hesitate on where to put your handsโuntil you feel him wrap your arms around his waist and tug you to press your chest on his back.
โHold on tight, okay?โ You could swear he was doing it on purpose, but you donโt think much of it when heโs suddenly speeding away from your apartment building.
It takes you ten minutes to get to your destination, with Shinichiro showing off his skills and laughing when you scream in horror when you get too close to car. You never thought that he would drive soโฆrecklessly, but it was fun. He parks his motorcycle very close to where you were both standing, facing a small lake that you always passed by when going to work. It had pretty cherry trees, and people always took their dogs out on walks or walked with their partners here.
โI love this place,โ you whisper, standing close to Shinichiro who chuckles at your words. He knows, you mentioned it before when you were having lunch together.
โI know, you always stare at it when we drive past it,โ
He noticed. You almost coo at this, and stare up at the tall man through your eyelashes. Your arms instinctively wrap around his waist and he pulls you closer to him, resting your head on his chest.
โYou like it?โ
โI love it,โ you pull away from the hug to rest your chin on his chest, staring up at him with the same eyes that always had the man weak in the knees. His hand caresses the top of your head as he stares down at you, and it slowly slips from the top to the back of your head.
โIf you keep staring at me like that, I might just kiss you,โ although there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, you could tell he was being serious. And who were you to deny a kiss from him?
โKiss me, Shin,โ the man doesnโt need to be told twice before heโs leaning down to kiss you. You sigh in the kiss, his hands hold your face so gently that it makes you melt into his touch.
When you both pull away, youโre glad that it was dark outside or your faces wouldโve given away how flustered you were. He can still tell from your warm cheeks that you were blushing and leans down to give you a quick peck.
โCan I be your boyfriend?โ This man was too much for your heart to handle. You thought he was attractive, well-mannered and a gentlemanโbut this really takes the cake.
Youโre excited, giddy that you could finally make things official with him. Youโve been waiting for this day since your first dateโand it finally happened.
โGladly.โ
You and Shinichiro were officially girlfriend and boyfriend.
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Today, you were going to meet Shinichiroโs niece. His sister had asked him if he could babysit her and he agreed, asking her if you could tag along which she agreed to. She wanted to meet you, and you werenโt opposed to the idea. Emma seemed very sweet from the many times Shin mentioned her, and so meeting her didnโt stress you out that much.
You got to Emma and Drakenโs place at 5PM, they wanted to go on a date (which was well deserved) and so asking Shinichiro to babysit her seemed like the best option since the baby was in love with him. You greet the couple with a smile, and you watch as Emma shows Shinichiro where the bottles and diapers are, and what to do in case she criedโwhich he knew about already. His sister was just anxious, and probably felt a little too guilty to be taking some time away from her little girl.
โHave fun!โ
Now it was just you, Shin and the little girl. For a one year old, she sure had a lot of personality. And you think that she definitely got it from her uncle. She giggles at everything he does and loves to sit on his lap, but when she noticed you sitting on the couch, her eyes lit up. She was intrigued, and she rarely ever met a new person.
You werenโt a familiar face, but she didnโt cry when you asked Shin if you could hold her. She gladly let you take her in your arms and even giggled and buried her face in your chest when you flashed her a small smile. What an angel.
โOh are you getting shy on me?โ You stand up from the couch with her in your arms and walk to the kitchen to get her one of the snacks her mother had prepared for her. You held her in one arm while the free one grabbed her chair to sit her there.
Shinichiro watched the scene unfold and could feel his body tense up. Whatever it was that had him feeling thisโฆ dizzy, he needed to brush it off. You were so good with his niece, so gentle and caringโyou talked to her with so much tender and his niece seemed to love you; a complete stranger she just met. You treated her like she was your own baby, changed her diaper and helped getting her to bed, you even gave her a bath and Shinichiro could only imagine what it would be like to have a baby with you.
Watching you walk around your shared apartment with a belly full of his baby, so sore and whiny. You would cuddle up against him and he would feel the baby kick, you would place his hand on your stomach and he would caress the skin lovingly. You would be so needy and horny, grinding against his thigh and he would help youโhis pretty little wife, bringing you to an earth shattering orgasmโ
Shit, he was getting hard.
He was so relieved when Emma and Draken came back, their daughter was fast asleep and you both were cuddling on the couch. He didnโt realize how rushed his goodbyes were until he felt you tagging at his sleeve in front of the car.
โShin? Are you okay?โ You were worried, his pretty angel so concerned for him, so unaware that the thought of breeding you was all over his mind. He didnโt want to scare you away, but he thought since youโve already made it official and made out a couple of times, he could tell you what was on his mind.
โCan you come over?โ
โTo your place?โ You tilt your head to the side and Shinichiro nods.
โSpend the night, I need you.โ
He needs you.
You felt yourself get dizzy at his words, lips parted in shock. You werenโt taken aback by the fact that he was horny for you, but saying it out loud and sounding soโฆdesperate, you could feel your panties getting embarrassingly wet.
โIโll give you my hoodie, I can go to your place and get you some clothes I justโโ He knew he was rambling, but he didnโt want you to think that he only cared about his pleasure, not when he knew the night was going to be all about you.
โShin,โ you cut him off, and the man stares down at you. โI need you too, please,โ
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Once at Shinichiroโs place, you didnโt have time to take off your jacket before he was pushing you up against the wall and kissing you so feverishly. You donโt know what set him off, but you werenโt opposed to it. His hands were helping you rid yourself of your jacket before slipping behind your thighs to grip the skin.
He pulls away from the kiss and presses his forehead against yours, panting and already so out of breath.
โIf you feel uncomfortable or want me to stop, tap my arm, okay?โ
So cute. Your response was a moan before you were kissing him again, this time trying to deepen it more than before. Shin taps your butt and asks you to jump, and when you do he wraps your legs around his waist and starts heading towards his bedroom. He kisses you like he means it, and unlike other kisses youโve shared before, this one has a hint of lust to itโit tastes different; needy, demanding, and you melt into it like butter.
You expect his room to be a little messy, but youโre pleasantly surprised when you see how tidy it is. It smelled of sandalwood and his perfume, bed neatly made. He throws you on top of it like you weigh nothing, and is immediately on top of you after stripping himself of his own jacket. He gets back to kissing you, this time youโre aware of whatโs pressing against your thigh and you donโt mind at allโinstead, youโre pushing him away from you to sit up on your elbows.
โAre youโโ
โShut up and help me take off my shirt,โ Shinโs lips are sealed shut at your words, then heโs doing as told. He helps you take off your shirt and grunts at the sight of you in your bra. Your tits looked gorgeous. He leans down and presses a kiss to the skin below your collarbone, hands sliding up to your shorts to pull them down in on fast movement and you squeal.
โShin!โ
โYou donโt mind me getting a little taste first, right?โ A blush spreads across your cheeks but you shake your head almost frantically at his words. You wiggle yourself out of your shorts, giving him a little show by letting them hang to your ankle for a moment before throwing them somewhere in his room. You giggle when he leans in and presses a kiss to your calf, but it turns into a moan when he licks all the way up to your inner thigh.
โYou wanna tease me, is that it?โ His mouth leaves wet kisses all over your inner thighs, before finally getting to your panties. He is shameless as he takes a whiff of your arousal through the damp fabric, and you almost kick him away because of how embarrassing it looks.
โYou smellโfucking heavenly, โ he practically moans out the last part, and it makes a shy sound erupt from the back of your throat, looking away from him. But heโs having none of thatโnot tonight. He wanted you to look him dead in the eyes as he fucked every thought out of your head, wanted to feel you clamp around his dick as he brought you to a mind spinning orgasm.
You gasp when you feel him remove your panties in one swift motion, not even stuttering and hesitating as he balls them up and puts them in his pocket. You couldnโt even ask him what he was going to do with them before he was leaning down and spreading your pussy lips with a breathy moan. He looked so gone and he hasnโt even touched you yet, the sight of him looking so in love with your pussy made your clit throbโwhich made him audibly grunt.
โYouโre a treat,โ you donโt respond verballyโyou canโt since he immediately wraps his lips around your clit and sucks. You inhale sharply at the contact, back arching and jaw going slack when he proceeds to pull away and flatten his tongue on the sensitive bud. Your eyes are rolled to the back of your head when he repeats the same movementsโsucks, pulls away, kisses and then licks. It seems like a simple formula, and you can feel yourself getting louder and wetter but you have no care in the world. Heโs eating you out so good, heโs showing no signs of stopping and you donโt want him to. Plus, whatever turned him on tonight mustโve made him feral if he was all over you like a mad man.
โShinโoh fuck, oh baby,โ youโre out of breath, your hands are flailing around trying to find where to grip. Until you feel the man between your legs grab your hand and placed them on top of his head. He wanted you to pull his hair, Jesus fuck.
You donโt have time to think properly, not that you can. Youโre pulling at Shinichiroโs hair, hips bucking and stuttering with every strong lick on your clit. Your body is arching off the bed, and you sit up with a huff. Shinichiro can tell youโre about to cum when he pushed your body back down and slides in two fingers at a time. He looks up and has to hold himself back from cumming in his pants when he sees the blissed out look on your faceโglossy eyes, bruised lips and red cheeks. You were a sight to see.
He helps you reach your orgasm with fast thrusts of his fingers, kissing the inner of your thigh and humming quietly about how well you were doing for him, how you were going to take his dick like a champ, how he canโt wait to stuff your cunt full of him andโ
โFuck!โ You cry out, your body stuttering and shuddering as you finally get to cum. You ride out your orgasm by grinding your hips to the same rhythm as Shinichiroโs thrusts, and you whine at him when you can feel him kiss your clit, praising you for doing so well for him.
โMy pretty girl, my gorgeous girlโyou did so well,โ he whispers and kisses your stomach, and you look down at him with lustful eyes and a fucked out expression, which he chuckles at.
Your eyes follow his every move as he gets up from between your legs and walks to his nightstand. He opens a drawer and grabs a condom, and you almost whine at him for that.
โAh, baby. We gotta be careful,โ he soothes you with a hand on your cheek, his thumb tracing circles on the skin before traveling down to your lips. He feels like a mad man when you open your mouth and take his thumb in, swirling your tongue around before gently biting it. What a fucking tease.
โNext time, you can do that to my cock, yeah?โ He whispers to you and you nod, but your eyes are wide and blown out with lust as you stare down at the visible bulge in his pants. He chuckles at your stare, and gives you a little show as he takes off his shirtโflaunting the body that he has even if it wasnโt the fittest, he was proud of it.
Then heโs wiggling out of his pants, and grins when you reach your hand towards his boxers to palm his hard-on. He grabs your wrist and shakes his head, leaning down to press a kiss to the back of your hand.
โI said next time, hm?โ
You donโt have time to pout about it before heโs taking off his boxersโand holy shit. He had your mouth watering, but your heart stutters and jumps in your chest at the thought of such a heavy cock inside of you. Shin watches as your expression changes and he chuckles, his cheeks reddening a little. For a man who was so full of confidence a few moments ago, seeing you look so in love with his cock made him feel a little proud.
โNext time when you go on the pill, Iโll fill you up so good,โ he rips the condom with his mouth and swiftly places it on his dick, he watches as you eagerly spread your legs to welcome him between them and you nod at his words, even though youโre mainly focused on his cock.
โYeah? Youโd like that?โ he lines up the tip with your entrance and you nod desperately, feeling yourself get even more turned on. โYouโd like me to cum inside you, watch it leak out of you when we go for rounds?โ
Youโre a moaning mess by the time he slips it inside. You cling to his shoulders, face scrunched up in pleasure when youโre able to feel the sheer size of him inside you. Holy shit.
โYeah baby, you wonโt even have to work for it,โ he adds, sounding out of breath. He pushes your legs up and shamelessly stares at how youโre taking his dickโyour pussy swallows him back every time he tries to pull out, almost begs him to keep fucking you.
โGonna give my pretty girl exactly what she wantsโshit, gonna fuck her full of my cum,โ your tummy is alive with butterflies at his words, and you stare up at the man who looks so focused on your pussy. Feeling your stare, Shinichiro locks eyes with you and chuckles. Heโs all sweaty and fucked out himself, and the smile he flashes you when he starts to drill his cock into you is devilish.
He knew what he was doing, and you werenโt complaining about it. Your body feels on fire with every drive of is hips, fingernails digging into the skin of his back when he reaches that one spongy spot in your wallsโyou squeal, hands traveling down almost to push his hips away and thatโs when he knows he found it and fuckโhe starts to bully it.
Youโre a sobbing mess, begging for absolutely nothing in particular but you keep chanting โplease, please, pleaseโ repeatedly, and Shincihiro has to lean down and kiss you. He soothes you with his lips, a heavy contrast to his mean thrusts. Heโs fucking every thought out of your brain, and by the time youโre even able to come up with a coherent sentence, he pushes a single leg up on his shouldersโand your entire body seizes up.
Youโre cumming hard around him, your jaw has gone slack and Shinichiro doesnโt stop. The bed shakes with every harsh thrust, and by the time youโre able to breathe again, youโre letting out a small scream at the intensity of your orgasm.
โAtta girlโfuuuuck, gonna make me cum,โ he whines out the last part, his hands pinning your hips down to the mattress. You cry out from overstimulation, your pussy aching for him to slow down.
โJust a bit more baby, just a littleโโ It only takes a few strokes for him to empty himself in the condom, reaching down to rest his forehead on your shoulder. Youโre both a sweaty, panting mess, clinging onto each other as though you were one anotherโs life line. And even through heavy breaths, you kiss Shinichiroโs cheek, giggling when you see him smile.
โAre you okay?โ He kisses your shoulder lovingly, letting his lips travel up to your neck where he feels you hum. You look down at him, letting your fingers brush the sweaty strands out of his face.
โNever been better,โ Shinichiro grins at this, and he fixes himself until heโs able to kiss you properly on the lips. He makes it short and sweet, trying his best not to get carried away again because he knew you were definitely sore.
โCome on, you gotta get up and pee, darling.โ
โAnd showerโฆ I feel so sticky,โ you make a face at the word sticky and the man above you chuckles at this.
โI like you like this, you smell like me.โ
โShin!โ
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Frat Lando (and Max) request. Maybe after that first encounter between Lando and y/n, she gets pissed at him, because he starts ignoring her and acts like it didn't happen. She confronts him and tells him it was a mistake. He laughs at her and said she'd be right back on her knees the second he wanted. So then later, he somehow wins her over again, and this time he invites Max in the room. Max is sitting in the corner watching. First, Lando makes her kiss and feel his biceps, and he makes her tell Max how nice they are, and then the same with his abs, and then he has her suck him off again. This time, after the blowjob, Lando has her get on her hands and knees facing Max, and he fucks her from behind and tells her to tell Max how good he feels and how big his cock is, etc. etc. I'm not sure on Max's reaction, but maybe he's enjoying it all and pleasuring himself (if you want). Ahhhhhhh!!
Also, thank you for all your writing!!
this one spoke to me as the second part of frat - ps i can't work in any of the muscle and ab licking into this
warnings: smut, p in v, oral (male!receiving, twice), creampie, lowkey toxic lando (if i've missed any let me know pls)
sitting around and bragging about the things they had done, the girls they had been with. it was normal, sitting around with pizza and beer while they did their bragging.
the second carlos had finished bragging about his threesome, max turned his attention to lando. "what about the little mouse you had over a few days ago?" he asked and all attention turned to lando.
lando smirked and pulled his beer bottle away from his lips. "she came to help me with my essay and i got her on her fucking knees," he said and someone whooped and hollered. "i can get her to do anything i want her to."
the look max wore matched lando's, but his eyes held challenge. a challenge lando was ready to accept, no matter what it was. "prove it," he said and lando leaned forward, holding out his hand.
max took it, shaking. "deal," lando said and pulled out his phone.
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she shouldn't have been back there, back in this house. last time she'd ended up on her knees, literally worshipping lando's dick. it was humiliating, and it had heat pooling in her stomach, wetness in her underwear.
once again she stood with lando's housemate, max. she didn't know max all that well, and had only met him a few times before. "back again, little mouse?" he asked, looking at her in the way a wolf watches its prey.
she wasn't to know that max's grin had purpose. she was back, proving to him that lando could literally get her to do anything. fuck, he couldn't wait to see it in action.
she swallowed, opening her mouth to answer him. yes, she was back again. but she was back to put a stop to her tutoring. she wasn't going to get on her knees for him again. she wasn't going to get onto her knees for him again. she wasn't going to get on her knees for him again.
"oh good," came lando's voice from the top of the stairs. "you're here." he wore that same grin that had her charmed in the first place, but she wasn't going to let it get to her this time. "come on up."
originally, she wasn't going to go up to his bedroom again. that wouldn't lead anywhere good. she was going to stay by the door and insist that he talk to her down there.
but then max's hand was on her back, pushing her towards the stairs. she swallowed but climbed the stairs, max close behind her, as if he was going to follow her into lando's room. her knees were weak with trepidation, excitement.
when she got into lando's room, lando took her hand and led her into his room. when max didn't follow, she tried not to be disappointed. he kept going, walking into his own room.
"hi gorgeous," lando said once he shut the door.
she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at him, trying to keep her gaze firm. but the moment his fingers brushed over her cheek and pushed her hair back, she was ready to drop to her knees once again. it was pathetic but, you know what, she didn't care.
"i missed you," he said and she moved away from him. she had to remain strong, had to call this off before it happened again. "you looked so pretty on your knees for me the other day. 'wanna see it again, baby."
the noise that left her throat was pathetic. shit, she didn't mean to do that. her hand immediately came up to cover her mouth but, by the way lando was looking at her, he definitely heard.
he grabbed her hands and pulled them away from her mouth. "c'mere," he said and pulled her towards him.
his mouth was on hers and he turned them around, pushing her against the door. his leg immediately went between her legs, pressing against her. no, she wanted to say. she wanted to push him away, to tell him she's done, and storm off.
but she was putty in his hands.
lando kissed down her neck. he let go of her hands long enough to pop the first few buttons of her shirt. he kissed lower and lower until his lips were against the lace of her bra. "this is pretty," he mumbled. "did you put it on just for me?"
she whined against him, moving herself in just the right away. he'd pulled her skirt away from her body, leaving nothing but her underwear between her and lando's jeans.
his fingers pulled down the zip of her skirt. lando pulled away from her and she let out a whine, one that had him smirking into her mouth. he was loving every second of this.
once he had her in her in nothing but her lacy underwear, he pulled away to admire her. "c'mere, baby," he said, taking her hands and pulling her away from the door. "on your knees," he said and she did just that, getting onto the hard wood of the floor in the middle of his bedroom.
she waited patiently.
instead of paying her the attention she desperately wanted, lando pulled open the door and left the room. if she wasn't pathetic and desperate for his dick, she would have gotten up, gotten dressed and walked out of the frat house for good.
but she didn't. she stayed on the floor, waiting for him to come back.
"i'm telling you, man," she heard as the door opened again. "on her knees for me."
he walked in with max just behind him. max, who's eyes went wide when he looked at her. she couldn't meet either of their gaze. well, couldn't until lando grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. "she's pretty, isn't she?"
max crouched in front of her. his thumb touched her bottom lip, pulling it down. "so pretty, little mouse," he whispered and stood up. "but this doesn't prove shit, norris."
lando pushed him out of the way. "you know what to do," he said to her.
she unbuttoned his jeans and freed him from his boxers. she wrapped her lips around his tip. he gripped her hair and pushed himself in. "see?" he said, hips immediately moving, fucking into her mouth.
he ignored her completely, and that only made her wetter. "okay, point proven," said max, sitting back in lando's desk chair. it was sloppy and messy and the sight was enough to have max stirring in his trousers.
her eyes were shut and drool ran down her chin. lando pulled her off of him and gripped her chin, turning her to face max. "go on, mouse. tell him exactly how much you loved it."
sucking in gulps of breath, she focused on max. between breaths, she told him how much she loved it, told him how big lando was, how his tip touched the back of her throat.
"hands and knees, gorgeous," he said. she did just that, got onto her hands and knees with lando behind her. her eyes blinked up at max, arching her back as lando pulled off her underwear. "fuck, man. she's so fucking wet."
"i bet she is," max replied. he kept staring at her, reaching out to brush his hand through his hair, fixing it slightly.
a whine left her lips as lando touched her, fingers ghosting over her folds. he held her hips steady as he pushed through her folds, entering her.
immediately his pace was brutal, her body bouncing forward with every thrust. "you said that mouth was good?" max asked as he pulled himself from his jeans.
it took some coaxing to get her to open her mouth for him. with lando behind her, it was hard to concentrate on anything else. but she opened up and max pushed himself inside of her lips, fingers scratching comfortingly at her scalp.
the way lando moved her had her deepthroating max instantly. "shit, little mouse," he groaned, throwing his head back. unlike lando, he didn't thrust into her mouth. he kept himself still, allowed her to move against him.
she wasn't choking on him, because he was gentle.
when lando sped up, she pulled her mouth off of max and released a thigh against his thick thigh. a string of noises left her lips and she tried to wrap her fingers around him. but it was a struggle and max pulled his hands to her lips, kissing the back of it. "it's okay, little mouse," he said gently. "i've got it."
he worked himself as lando fucked her, wrapping his arms around her middle to pull her flush against him. his thrusts sped up just slightly until he stilled against her, holding her still as he came in her.
max let his hand move faster. she looked so pretty, all fucked out with her head on his thigh. "shit, little mouse," he whispered, "open wide for me."
she didn't know how she had the energy to obey him, but she did. she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. max spilled onto her tongue and she swallowed down everything she gave him. "shit," he gasped, and quickly stuffed himself back inside of his jeans.
he looked past her, looked at lando. "you use protection?" he asked and lando shook his head.
"you should see it." he grinned, holding her thighs apart to watch himself dribble out of her. "it's a fucking site."
but max was more concerned with pulling her close and kissing her head sweetly. "let's get you cleaned up, little mouse," he whispered and pulled her to her shaking legs.
a/n: you guys know i want all the frat!au stuff
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heyy i love how well written your works are, and i was wondering if there could be another tara carpenter x gp reader?? an enemies to lovers kinda thing, smut/fluff but it is totally up to you!! thankssโค๏ธ
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Tara Carpenter x gp!reader
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A/n: thank you!! also kind of a combination of this request and a prompt in this request
Warnings: reader has a penis, hate fuck? i think?, bottom!T, top!R, explicit sex, implication of breeding kink, teasing (lots of it), unprotected sex (your pullout game is weak), implication of alcohol consumption, no ghostface au
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Tara hates three things in her life. You, hairless cats, and soggy bread. In that order too
She could handle hating hairless cats and soggy bread, but you? You were in Taraโs friend group. Tara hated you and to make matters worse, she was the only one that did
You were nerdy like Wes and Ethan, quick-witted and funny like Mindy and Amber, athletic like Chad, charismatic like Quinn, protective like Sam, and (allegedly) nice like Anika. You had nearly every one of her friends best traits, but Tara knew why she didnโt like you. You were really fucking annoying
Along with all of your positive traits, you were loud and obnoxiously social. Not that Tara was antisocial or anything, but god you were on a whole other level. It was mildly infuriating how you could go to a party you knew nobody at and somehow come out with more friends than you started with
All those people and you decided Tara was the one youโd annoy. A nudge to her shoulder made Tara look up from where she was putting her head down
โYou look like shitโ The brunette doesnโt respond and puts her head back down on the table
โSam tase someone without your permission again?โ Tara could practically hear the smirk in your voice
โPlease for the love of god shut the fuck up. Your voice is the last thing I need to hear todayโ
โWoah, someoneโs madโ You stick out your tongue in response at the glare Tara sends your way
โSuck my dick, (Y/n).โ
โDonโt tempt me with a good time, Carpenterโ
Tara abruptly leaves the lecture room. You think you really fucked up this time, but let out a breath of relief when you see that Tara didnโt grab her things. She was probably going to the bathroom to escape you. Which, who would ever want to escape you?
Apparently not Tara because sheโs back in her seat just a few minutes before the lecture starts
โAspirin?โ You grab the bottle from a pocket in your bag, shaking it next to her
โYou have Aspirin laying around?โ
โAnika told me you were at a party, I figured itโs the least I could doโ
โYouโre trying to drug me, arenโt you?โ
โIf I was trying to drug you, I wouldโve offered it to you at the end of classโ
โWhy werenโt you at the party?โ Tara asks, taking the bottle from you hands and shaking out two tablets before downing them with some water
โMissed me?โ
โNope, just surprised you werenโt blackout drunkโ
โGood to know you think highly of me. I was studying, thank youโ
โYou? Study?โ Tara scoffs
โDonโt act like the idea is so out of this worldโ
โRight, because last time I remember you passing up a party was because your betta fish died and you forced all of us to have a funeral for him at the parkโ
โTroutโs death is not one to be made fun of!โ
Before Tara can respond, the professor starts talking and the lesson begins. Unfortunately her head is still kind of throbbing with only mildly wanting to throw up. She had to accept she wasnโt going to get anything done until that Aspirin kicked in. Especially when she can feel you staring at her
The class goes as smoothly as it can and you notice Tara hasnโt made an effort to even try to take notes. The lesson eventually ends and when everyone gets up, the brunette begrudgingly does too
You bump your shoulders together and Tara glares at you with enough power you actually manage to feel fear for a split second until you realize itโs Tara. The girl was like two apples tall. Two and a half on a good day
The brunette doesnโt realize you were handing her a paper so you physically have to place it in her hand. Her eyebrows furrow in confusion
โWhat is this?โ
โNotes, you need themโ
โIโm not buying you Raising Canes if thatโs what you wantโ
โSince Iโm such a good friend, Iโll give it to you free of charge. Just make sure to bring it back with minimal damageโ
โYouโre not gonna make me Paypal you fifty bucks?โ Tara doesnโt have any classes for the next few hours so you two made a point to walk to your next class. She didnโt know how it started, but you were okay to talk to when you werenโt being annoying
โIn my defense, Trout recently diedโ
โWe buried him in the fucking park, I donโt think that costs moneyโ
โIt was condolence money. I made everyone pay and I think it was pretty geniusโ
โI really do wonder how you still have friendsโ
//-//
Someone knocks on the door of you and Anikaโs apartment. When you realize your roommate is probably listening to music that was too loud to be healthy, you get up from your very comfortable bed
You donโt remember ordering food and youโre pretty sure Anika didnโt invite Mindy over, so the person behind the door was probably just the nice old lady across the hall that made cookies for everyone
For better or for worse, youโre met with a Tara Carpenter thatโs caught off guard when you open the door. Tara usually sees you in well put together outfits so you can only imagine her surprise when she sees you wearing boxers that outlined your cock and a hoodie that barely covered it up
โEyes are up here- What brings you to the Mojo Dojo Casa House?โ
โCanโt you just let me in?โ Taraโs cheeks burn in embarrassment. Thank god you just glossed overโฆ it
โItโs protocol you identify yourself and state why youโre hereโ You lean on the doorframe, actively blocking the entrance to your apartment. Tara knew this was a losing battle and hated how you looked hot while winning
โAnika and I have a project we need to work onโ
โYou didnโt identify yourselfโ youโre wearing that same dumbass smirk you have after telling a horrible joke
โTara. Tara fucking Carpenter.โ
โUnfortunately I donโt think we know any Tara Fucking Carpenters. Guess you canโt come inโ you shrug
โGod give me patience.โ Tara rubs at her temples like youโre giving her a headache
โIsnโt it god give me strength?โ
โIf god gave me strength, you would be dead.โ
โPoint taken, but you still need a passwordโ
โYou didnโt say anything about a password!โ
โYeah, well, I donโt know if youโre the real Tara or not. Say a fact about me only the real Tara would knowโ
The brunette pretends to think for a moment, even putting her hand on her chin and looking off into the distance for effect. When she notices youโre starting to get suspicious of her antics Tara pushes you though the door, successfully getting in without a password or confirmation
You stumble back almost like a cartoon character and you can hear Tara let out a small laugh. You can see the dimples on her cheeks whe she tries to cover it up with her hand
โNika, your friendโs here!โ You lead Tara to Anikaโs room, making sure to knock loudly while Taraโs busy either checking you out or trying to blow you up with her mind. Itโs unclear, but you have to lean towards the latter
โIsnโt Tara your friend too?โ Your roommate opens the door, headphones around her neck
โNo.โ
โYes.โ Both of you say in unison. The look you give each other is almost comical with how Taraโs glaring while youโre smiling. Anika stares blankly between you two and it eventually starts to make more sense
โStop eye fucking each other, we have work to doโ Anika pulls Tara into her room. You shrug, heading off to probably yell at ten year olds on Fortnite or something
โWe were not eye fuckingโ the shorter girl huffs, sitting on Anikaโs bed
โI literally opened my door and thought you two were about to make outโ
โI didnโt expect to get interrogated when I came here!โ Tara flops onto her back, covering her eyes and trying (and failing) to stop the red that dusted her cheeks
โWhatever, Iโll get you to crack laterโ
โKill yourself.โ
//-//
Tara doesnโt understand what sheโs feeling when she sees some random girl grind against you
Itโs like that one scene in Euphoria when Maddy and Nate stare each other down at the school dance, except you were looking far more more bored. That is, until you see Tara glaring at both of you
Like a switch turned on, youโre suddenly more interested in the girl. You encourage her grinding with a hand kneading her hip, using your other hand to take a sip of your drink. And just like Maddy, sheโs tempted to find Chad to do the same to you. She doesnโt.
Tara fucking hated you. But she also needed you now.
Making you jealous would take too long. In theory she had the time, but her hunger to taste you was making her do things she wouldโve never thought of before. One of those things being grabbing your hand and leading you away from any girl that tried to even look at you.
The girl who was grinding on you calls her a bitch among other things, but Tara knows itโs worth it when she sees you smile at her like sheโs your entire world. Because she was your entire world
She leads you into an empty guest bedroom of the house, locking the door before getting close enough to you she can smell the alcohol in your breath
โWhatโs all this about, Tar?โ You grin. Tara doesnโt know if she wants to kiss or slap that smirk right off of your annoying face
โYou know what this is fucking about.โ
โDo I? I think you should spell it out for me.โ
โYou know, Iโve had it with your attitude.โ Tara jabs a finger at your chest, the back of your knees hitting the end of the bed. In one motion you sit down and bring Tara down with you. You make her sit on your cock
โAnyone ever tell you youโre fucking hot when youโre mad?โ You smile, finding the blush on Taraโs cheeks absolutely adorable
โOnly you.โ
โGood. How about we keep it that way, baby?โ
โYouโre so annoying.โ The brunette cups your face with both of her hands, your lips fitting together like they were always meant to
โI know I amโ You say in between kisses, your hands finding their way up Taraโs shirt, kneading the spot right under her boob. She forces your hand to stimulate her nipple, eliciting a moan from her mouth
โYouโre so pretty, Tar. I canโt believe only I get to see you get all hot and botheredโ You smile breathlessly
โFuck. S-Stop talking like that or youโll make me like youโ Biting a hickey on Taraโs neck, you take of her shirt and her bra in a flurry of heat
โI bet youโll like me even more when youโre bouncing on my cockโ You force Tara to grind on the bulge in your pants, earning you a small whimper that makes you smile
โCโmon, all you have to do is admit you like me and Iโll fuck you better than anyone hasโ It should be considered torture how much you were teasing Tara. You were biting hickeys on her neck, playing with her nipples, all while a few layers of fabric were the only barriers between your dick and her pussy. Fuck you knew how to overstimulate a girl
Laying Tara on on the bed, you could really tease the brunette better in this position. You can feel the Taraโs wetness through her soaked panties, and youโre sure she can feel the pre-cum leak out of your cock. Your hands are on her hips as if you were thrusting, yet you deny her and your pleasure for the sake of being an ass
โDonโt you want me to ruin you for anyone else? I promise Iโll stretch you out so good no other guysโ cock can fill you up like me.โ
โFuck you. I hate you, youโre s-such a fucking asshole, you know that?โ Tara reaches for anything she can hold onto, your arms being the nearest thing
โI can think ways you could โhateโ me even moreโ You smile when Tara reaches to take off her panties but you find her hands first. You intertwine your hands together and the action is so soft Tara almost forgets about the situation sheโs in. Almost
โWhenever I masturbate I think of you, did you know that? God, sometimes I have these hookups and all I can think about is you cumming around my cockโ
Tara thinks itโs embarrassing how sheโs about to cum just by your sickeningly sweet voice and the constant friction between you two. Tara also thinks sheโd rather die than miss an opportunity of a lifetime.
Sure you were a cocky pain in the ass, but you were her cocky pain in the ass.
โFuck- I admit it! I think youโre the hottest fucking person in the world. I like you.โ Tara looks straight into your eyes, and the smile reserved only for her makes another appearance
โThat wasnโt so hard, was it Tar?โ
โI still hate you.โ You unbuckle your belt and unbutton and unzip your jeans with watchful eyes. You pull down your boxers just enough so that your cock springs out, making Taraโs mouth water. Fuck you were big
Pulling Taraโs panties to the side, sheโs dripping wet when you swipe your finger across her slit
โFuck- (Y-Y/n)โ Tara sings when you lick up her juices with your tongue. She buries her hands in your hair, bringing you closer to her dripping cunt. You moan at her taste and the vibrations are almost enough to get Tara to cum. Almost
You rise to your knees, lining up your dripping cock with the shorter girls dripping pussy. You decide to be evil and rub your dick against her slit before easing your tip into her hole. It was infuriating how slow you were going and Tara remembers why she hated you in the first place
Taraโs whining and whimpering under you and you canโt remember a time where youโve been happier than in this moment
Tara on the other hand, has never hated you more in her life than in this moment
The younger Carpenter decides to be bold when she grabs your shirt and forces you forward. Youโre caught off guard and over half of your cock finds itself nestled tightly in her pussy as you catch yourself with your arms
โY-Youโre sneaky, arenโt โchaโ With your face so close to hers, Tara realizes youโre as much of a victim to your teasing as she is. She can tell itโs taking everything inside of you not to fuck her raw until your dick is limp and Taraโs legs are sore
โYou can go fast. I can handle it, babyโ Tara cups your face with her hand, stroking your cheek with such softness like you arenโt literally lodged into her cunt like a dog in heat
With that confirmation, you give Tara a peck on the lips and buck your hips in such a way you hit that spongey spot inside of her
The sound of skin slapping is louder than the blasting music downstairs, but your grunting and Taraโs moaning combined are louder than both. Thank god the owner of the house was your friend because you donโt know if you could come out of that room if this is what Tara sounded like
โFuck- Iโm closeโ You say a little too breathlessly for your liking
โDonโt p-pull out.โ The shorter girl uses your shirt as leverage to keep you inside of her. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion
โT-Too messy, donโt feel like cleaning up.โ Tara answers between moans like she can read your mind
The familiar heat youโre so used to finally snaps. Wrapping her legs around yours, you cum with almost a guttural whine. Your orgasm is enough for Tara to have hers and you fuck her through it, making sure none of your cum drips out of her hole
You pull out and a few dribbles of your semen flow out of her cunt. You plug her pussy with your fingers and Tara is far too sensitive to handle it
โD-Donโt tell me youโre tired already?โ Tara jokes, but all air in her lungs leave when you let out a laugh of your own
โIโve got all night, love.โ
Tara has to remember to make you buy her a morning after pill.
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Tutoring With Armin โญ.แ
nerd!armin realizing you need some help in that biology class you both decided to attend. He'll look at you, those ocean eyes gazing as you struggled on a test.
nerd!armin hearing you complaining to your friends how you flunk out that test. Your whining being heard throughout the hallways, a bit melodramatic in his opinion.
nerd!armin, who looked into your eyes when they sparkled right after he gave his contact number to you. Offering a two tutoring session with you for the next chapter for your biology class.
nerd!armin, who agreed to meet you up in the library. The way you thanked him multiple times on being free on a damn saturday night.. yeah.. he was atleast understanding with you.
nerd!armin, who you end unfortunately getting lucky. The library was closed at the weekends. Small curses from your end, as you told him, to cancel this whole tutoring session for today.
nerd!armin being kind enough to let you study in his dormitory, knowing full well the consequences if he got caught having someone in his dorms past late hours, which could cause a whole rumor.
nerd!armin giving you his notes from his leathered notebook, you could tell he used a hefty amount of moneyโ making it even more funnier how he would take his class seriously.
nerd!armin's hand brushing against yours, not noticing the way his heart skips a beat. He never had anyone in his personal sanctuary before, let alone someone who'd he tutor.. he was a nice guy, definetly being nice.
nerd!armin, who's getting his living soul sucked off so badly on the bed. His pale palm, gripping at your hair, tugging on the loose strands. The way your tongue immediately flattened on his pink dick.
nerd!armin looking down as you pulled your cum stained mouth away to jerk put his orgasm again. "Told you, 'min a hands-on activity was a good idea?" You cooed as he let out another loud groan.
nerd!armin, who cums a massive load staining your loose shirt and even on your face! "Sorryโ sorry..!" He huffed out long apologies, hearing your laughter under him. You gave a small peck to his puckering tip oozing out a bit more load. "wanna know what the other lips can do?"
nerd!armin , who is also a virgin, and that was his real experience of someone sucking him off. You were beamed that you were his first ever. As some of his load trailed down your throat, he unexpectedly reached out to wipe away but squeezed it a bit. It earned a stifled moan in you.
nerd!armin, that's trying his best to keep up with your thrusts.. your ass hitting back onto his pelvis. Hips rolling and everything as he moans out your nameโ he's really going to cum inside if you don't stop..! He ended up gripping your hips to try and slow you down, it failed miserably.
nerd!armin crying at you, screaming out apologies as he accidentally unpack his load all over inside you. It's oozing out lewdly, he liked itโ of course he did, but he didn't want you uncomfortable at all.
nerd!armin, who now takes the lead in this fucked up situation you both made. He thrusts into you once again, not caring if the librarians or passerbys can listen. One hand on your throat, the other at the your hips.
"Keep your legs up f'me.. shiitt.. mm just like that bunny.. keep bouncing onโuh it.. yesyesyes.. so close.."
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Part 4 Miscommunication
(Damien's POV)
Previous
School had started now and a new kid came to the academy today. A girl roughly his age but a little shorter. This girl was loud and obnoxious, gathering quite a crowd of friends on her first day. That was fine though, Damian didn't exactly want to have to talk to another brainless civilian. Though Grayson did say he needed to make more friends. Explaining that not having friends would blow his cover.
Before Damian decided what to do the girl who was just with a group of his classmates was now behind him, startling him. Startling Him. Damian had been trained by assassins, by his mother, father, and siblings to always be acutely aware of his surroundings yet this girl scared him? Damian needed to understand how.
The girl who introduced herself as Dani Nightingale giggled.
Damian: "You startled me"
Dani: "yeah I do that"
Their classmates are cheering no one has ever managed to sneak up on Damian and now this new girl has. Great this girl was now going to be another nuisance to him. Then the girl frowned at him and apologized softly before avoiding him for the rest of the day. Odd.
Damian also found that this girl was very smart. She was great at science, math, and knew so many languages that it was just impressive. She was odd.
Dani avoided Damian for the rest of the day. She fucked up, she fucked up big time, even if he doesn't show it she can still feel his emotions. She wants to fall in for the floor and disappear but she can't do that. So instead she decided to focus on the school day. Answering and doing as much as she can to avoid Damian. The boy she accidentally made hate her. She can't wait for today to be over. The end of the day rolled around and Danny was there to pick her up. Just as she ran up to Danny, Damian did the same. Damian got to Danny first.
Damian: "Todd, what are you doing here?"
Dani running into Danny and giving him a massive hug. "Danny!"
Danny (confused) "sorry kid, but I'm not whoever Todd is?"
Damian now also confused and looking closely at Danny because his brother was laughing and smiling and not normal. Then he looked at the scars on the man's arms and neck and mannerisms. That wasn't Jason but just looked like him, odd.
Dick and Tim now confused that Damian didn't come to the car, walk over and react the same way Damian did though more extreme. "Jason??"
Danny (sighing): "No my name's Danny. Nice to meet you" (looks at Tim) "or re-meet you, how was your debate thing or whatever? I assume that was why you were in a suit?"
Tim (confused before remembering the coffee shop) "oh! Um yeah everything went well"
Dick smiling while internally screaming about seeing someone who looked like a happy version of his brother. "It's nice to meet you too"
Both Nightingales feeling the turmoil and odd feeling from the 3 and decided. Nope! Not my circus not my monkeys even if he does maybe look like he belongs to that circus. Not his, nope, they have enough problems, whatever this family has is not also his.
Danny: "anyways we've got to go, I'm sure we'll see you around"
Danny left with Dani and went home with her neither aware of the tracker Damian had left on Dani.
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Danny and Elle having a normal night doing homework, having dinner together, all that jazz while being watched by Robin and RR who had now taken a special in this family. Especially after Tim could find almost nothing on any of the Nightingales past a few months ago when they came to Gotham or when their sister went to Stanford. They watch Danny put Elle to bed then begin tinkering with a side project (he is an engineer after all). They seemed normal but something still bugged the both of them about the Nightingales. Something was still off, they'd have to keep investigat- Danny pulled out the 2 trackers that were were placed on both him and Elle and sat them on the table in front of him. He knew about the trackers. Maybe he was a threat.
Danny had of course found the tracker on him immediately and decided to fuck around making it go absolutely everywhere far too quickly till he realized where the tracker was from. It was shaped as a bat of course it came from Batman and his spawn. SIGH he supposed he couldn't avoid the bats and birds if they were already tailing him, might as well try to make friends first. The fact that they were looking for them was only solidified when he found another on Elle's school bag. 1) how dare they put one on his little sister. 2) who the hell put it there?? Was it suit boy again? Or was it one of the others? He'd have to tell Elle to be careful around them from now on. He'll have to be more careful now. Welp might as well try to reverse engineer these trackers so he can make something to scramble them when those guys eventually try again. He and to at least protect Elle.
(Things I thought of but didn't know how to add it yet soo)
Dani goes by both Dani and Elle depending on if her brother is around. Its confusing when they're both being refused to as Danny after all.
Tim is going feral because he can't find anything on them, like they didn't exist before this summer.
Oracle is also going insane because her cameras can't pick the two up. Every time she tries to focus on them the camera feed glitches out till they're gone.
The next part will be about Jason getting caught with GIW because they think it's Danny (and Elle maybe.) Still writing.
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You tried your best not to overhear your boyfriend's conversation with his brother, but it wasn't your fault that they were talking loud enough for you to hear, right?
You were locked in Chris's bathroom, taking your time in the shower since you spent the whole day with him and you were supposed to stay the night. You wanted to clean up and refresh from your earlier activities, which included being on the beach all day, when you heard knocks on the door and someone entering Chris's room.
You thought nothing of it, continuing to clean your hair when a conversation starts to happen outside, and without intending to do so, you end up hearing all the words.
-What's up, Matt? -You hear your boyfriend's voice, slightly muffled by the closed door and the cascade of water hitting the floor.
-Hey, Chris, I was wondering if I could talk to you real quick.
They start talking about YouTube and video ideas, nothing that makes you pay too much attention until you hear your name.
-You need to quit it, man. y/n might find out, and even if she doesn't, that's not nice.
I furrow my eyebrows, wiping water out of my face and taking a few steps closer to the bathroom door.
-She's not going to find out, and it's not like I wanted to date her anyways, you know I'm scared as fuck to commit, I'm just keeping her around for a while.
His tone makes it seem like he was nonchalant about it, the way he said those words like you mean nothing to him makes your eyes fill with tears.
-You're a dick. -Matt chuckles, surprised but not quite believing his brother is telling him the truth.
-Nah, I'm just being convenient, bro. She wants me, I'm giving her a chance, I get what I want whenever I want, and I can have someone to be clingy with when I feel like it. Plus, I have company every night to sleep, so I don't need to bother you and Nick.
You can't even move. You're paralyzed by the door, hearing a conversation you were not supposed to be hearing, and now you don't even know how to act when you get out.
-Yeah, whatever, I think you're insane.
Matt leaves a few seconds later, and you wrap a towel around your body, turning off the shower faucet and trying to wipe your tears away.
You take deep breaths in front of the mirror, but it's useless. Your eyes are already red and puffy, and you can't stop crying. Your chest is aching, and it feels like your world just fell apart.
You never loved anyone like you love Chris, he was the one you thought would be forever yours, the one you wanted to marry, to have kids with, to spend the rest of your life with. And now it feels like it's all gone, all your dreams, all the plans you had, everything in your life included him and now you're feeling empty.
You slowly slip on your pajamas, splashing some water on your face and sighning before opening the door to Chris's room. His head lifts, and his beautiful blue eyes immediately find yours, his face falling when he notices your state.
-Hey, baby, what happened? -He asks, tapping the space next to him.
You sit down on his bed, crossing your legs and looking down at the space in between them, tears dripping down his sheets.
-Did you ever love me? -You ask, voice low and shaky, full of sadness.
In his heart, he knew something was up, and he couldn't help but feel guilty by the way it was affecting you. Yes, he was somehow using you, but he still had feelings for you, he cared about you, he just didn't want anything serious and was too irresponsible and immature to realize it'd hurt you that much.
-What are you talking about? Of course I love you.
Even though he seemed honest, you knew it wasn't the truth. He pulled you onto his chest, rubbing your arm gently to calm you down.
-I mean romantically. -You explain, and it was the hardest thing you ever said.
The silence, even though it didn't last long, was enough for you to understand that he needed to think if he loved you to answer it. It wasn't an automatic answer, it wasn't the first thing that came into his mind.
-Why are you asking me this? -He gives you another question in response.
It breaks your heart. He couldn't even answer.
The silence sits again, but this time, you are the one thinking. There was no reason to prolong this, to lie to yourself after you heard the words from his mouth.
-I heard you and Matt. -You whisper, lifting your head to see him, moving away from his embrace.
His eyes widen in shock and his heart beats so fast against his chest. He knew right there and then that he was losing you and the realization makes him regret every single word that left his lips.
-Baby, it's not like that, I just-
He tried to explain, desperate to keep you by his side, to make you stay and try to be a different man, the one you deserved, but it was too late.
-I think we should break up.
You never felt so sad in your entire life. The look on his face, his eyes tearing up, his lips parted in shock, the way he couldn't even process what he had just heard, and you couldn't even process what you had just said. It was the right thing to do, both of you knew that, but that broke both your hearts.
Chris was great, he was such a sweet boy and never did anything to make you mad or sad. You knew, deep down, that he just wasn't prepared to have someone with him, he didn't mean to hurt you, you weren't even supposed to know.
And Chris knew you were way too good for him. You deserved someone who truly loved you deeply and was ready to commit and give you what you so badly wanted. He wasn't the one for you. But you were the only one he ever thought of giving a chance. He might not love you romantically, but one day he got so close to that feeling that he asked you to be his and his only.
-I... You... I don't want to... -He was struggling with his words, he never thought you'd say that.
Even though he was the one telling Matt all those bad things, he was only trying to hide his fear and the way he was so terrified of the idea of losing you, and because he expressed himself so poorly to his brother he was doing exactly that. He does love you, in his way.
-I know you don't. I don't want to either. -You give him a sad smile, your hands shaking as you raise them to wipe your tears.
-So why? -He whispers, his voice cracking.
-You know why.
You never saw him like that, not even moving, so scared to say anything else, tears falling non stop and no effort to wipe them.
-I don't want to lose you. -He manages to say, his voice hoarse with all the pain he was feeling.
-You won't, I just won't be yours anymore.
Your words hit him like a shot, how could he be so stupid? Why couldn't he be just like anyone else? Why can't he feel love like everyone? Why can't he commit to something that was making him feel good? Why can't he love you?
-I'm so so sorry. -He lays his head on your thigh, hugging your legs and burying his face on your skin, not wanting to let you go.
He was so vulnerable, so emotional, and even though you should just stand up and leave to prevent things from getting worse, you move your hand to his strands, carefully caressing his hair.
-I'm sorry, so sorry, please. -He keeps begging, but you have nothing to forgive him for.
-It's okay, I promise.
-It's not, I'm a fucking idiot, I'm so sorry, I don't want to live without you.
You sigh shakily, looking away from him, trying to focus on anything else.
-I'm so scared to be without you. -He whispers, slowly sitting upright and cupping your cheeks, eyes flickering between yours.
-Please, tell me you're at least going to be my friend, I can't be without you, please tell me you don't hate me. I can't live knowing you hate me, please.
He rests his forehead on yours, keeping his grip on your face.
-I don't hate you, I could never hate you, Chris. You know I love you so much, I'll still be here for you, just not as your girlfriend anymore. -Your voice is soft and it gives him the assurance he needs.
He nods, pulling away slightly, keeping your faces close.
-I'm so sorry. Can I hug you? Please?
You smile at him, nodding and wrapping your arms around him. He hugs you tight, pressing a few timid kisses on your shoulder.
-I do love you. -He whispers, resting his chin on your shoulder.
-I know.
You sniff, closing your eyes.
-I don't know what's wrong with me.
You feel his tears wetting your shirt, but you don't care, you're doing the same with his.
-You're just scared, everyone's scared of something, you'll learn how to love someone romantically someday, it's okay, it's just not the right time.
-I'm sorry.
-Don't be.
-If one day I finally get over my fear, would you want to try again? -He pulls away, looking at you intently.
You can't help but smile.
-Of course.
He sighs in relief, looking down at his legs and nodding.
-Well, I hope you don't find anyone else. I know that's selfish, but fuck it, I just hope someday I can make things right, you're the only one I'll ever want.
You roll your eyes with a chuckle, shaking your head at how immature he was, but deep down liking it. It was nice to know that he feels this way, even though it's not the healthiest. He finally smiles at you, standing up and walking you to the front door. It was time.
-Can I text you? Tomorrow or, I don't know, just... sometime? -He asks, moving his hand to the back of his head shyly.
-Yes, Chris. -You giggle a bit. -I'll see you around, okay?
He nods, pulling you into a quick hug.
-I'll wait. -He says, letting you go.
You get into your car, giving him a quick look before driving away.
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