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đŒ gojo accidentaly calling you mommy in the heat of the moment.
mommy kink. satoru doing a reverse card on you. Âčâž mlist
âmommyââ gojo groans his face buried on the crook of your neck, hands holding onto the headboard, your eyes widen, your hand flying to his hair, tugging sharp enough to make him hiss.
âmommy?â you repeat, your voice mix of shock and glee, a grin spreading across your face.
he definitely said that on accident, both of you knew damn well it was, and youâre about to tease the shit out of him.
âshut up.â he growls, cutting you off with a harder thrust, the kind that makes your breath catch and your toes curl, his hands grip your hips, fingers digging into your skin, pulling you back to meet his relentless pace.
âdonât even start.â but youâre already laughing, breathy and smug, your nails raking his scalp.
âno, no, mommy? really?â you taunt, your voice dripping with mockery.
âdidnât know you were that needy, baby boy.â gojoâs eyes flash, narrowing as he lifts his head, his smirk dangerous and all trouble.
âoh, you wanna play like that?â he says, his voice low, teasing, he slams into you again, deeper, making you moan loud and sharp.
âyeah, mommy? want me to fuck you like this, mommy?â he flips your tease right back, his tone mocking and filthy, leaning into the slip like itâs his new weapon.
âfuck!â you gasp, your head tipping back as he hits that spot that makes you see stars, his hands slides to your thighs, spreading them wider, giving him better access to drive into you.
he leans down, his teeth grazing your earlobe. âcâmon, mommy, tell me how good it feels. youâre so loud earlier, what happend now?â you try to retort, but he thrusts harder, cutting you off with a cry thatâs all pleasure, no words.
his hands gripped you tighter, one sliding to your clit, circling fast and rough, his thigh shifting under your leg to lift your lower body up.
âcâmon, keep talkin, i fuckinâ dare you.â you laugh, breathy and broken, but youâre losing ground, your moans louder than your words.
you opened your mouth your voice shaky. âyou're soâfuckinâdesperate, callinâ me mommy like that.â
âdesperate?â gojoâs eyes darken, and he slams into you, hard enough to make the bed creak louder, your cry echoing. âwhoâs desperate now, huh?â
âwant it harder, mommy? like this?â he thrusts deeper, faster, his fingers circling your clit in time, and youâre gone, your moans turning to screams, your body shaking as you cum, hard and fast, clenching around him.
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NSFW ALPHABET â INO TAKUMA


mdni 18+, all Ino design head cannons below originated from @bittybeanscafe, kept as gender neutral as possible
taglist: @takumasimp @countyourfreckleslikestars @bitchkay @im-n-your-walls @somewhere-elena @paruchus @bittybeanscafe
A = Aftercare (what theyâre like after sex)
Takuma would take such good care of you after sex. He will softly wipe your off with a warm towel while you sip on some water. Holds you close while watching SpongeBob with a freshly rolled blunt in the other hand.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
On him, itâs his arms. He loves how your attention is immediately to his tatted arms when he flexes and stretches. Goes fucking ballistic when you sink your nails into his tattooed forearms when he fucks you.
On you, itâs your ass. Loves slapping it lightly when youâre busy with mundane tasks. Takes great pleasure in spreading your cheeks to watch his cock disappear inside of you. Does not give a fuck about size, he just loves your ass.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Lovesssss cumming inside if youâre on the pill. If not, heâs cumming on your tits.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Heâs a dirty ass panty thief, returns them when they are suspiciously sticky.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
Heâs got some experience, I strongly believe he had a partner of two before meeting you. He may not know everything but he does know how to please you.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Takuma lovesssss backshots, watching his hips collide with your ass and your back arch turns him on so fucking much.
A close second would be mating press. Itâs not because he has a breeding kink, he just likes pinning your legs up to shoulders and watching you take him.
Third favorite overall is reverse cowgirl/ regular cowgirl. Absolutely loves watching your body bounce on him, choke him slightly and heâs going fucking feral.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Heâs very silly in the bedroom, he loves cracking a joke while being balls deep inside of you. Takuma gets butterflies in his tummy when you giggle between moans or gasps.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Takuma keeps it groomed and short. Yes, the carpet matches the drapes. He definitely has a happy trail.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Heâs really sweet and takes your pleasure very seriously. Makes you cum with his fingers and mouth at least twice first before plunging his cock inside of you.
There are days when heâs a little too tired from work to fuck you like regular, so those are your free rein days. He finally lets you give him pleasure before your own.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Before you, like 3 times a week. But now he has you, itâs 3 times every two weeks.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Oral, he has a tongue piercing so he watches you as you flail trying to escape the feeling of his piercing plunging inside of you.
spanking, especially when you refuse you put your full weight on him while sitting on his face.
hair pulling and face shoving, what?! He likes to manhandle a littleđ€
Mask kink, do I need to explain?????
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Bedroom is the number one spot, he prefers comfort over anything else.
blowjob/handjob in a public bathroom stall ONLY!
adbandoned classroom, itâs like a wet dream come true.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Literally just anything you do, you sitting can just make him pop a boner.
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
You once mentioned another manâs name during sex one time as a joke and that pissed him off. He pulled out and didnât touch you for a week.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
If you take one look at him and tell me heâs not a munch, I know youâre lying.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Varies on your mood, he will fuck you like a slut if you want him to or he will make love to you if you wanna be treated like royalty.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Doesnât mind them too much, like previously mentioned, your pleasure always before his.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He will take risks as long as itâs not too risky.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He can last a good 2 maybe 3 rounds.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He will sometimes use a dildo or vibrator to edge you, he uses a flashlight/pocket pussy on himself tho.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
This motherfucker LOVES to tease you. With toys, his fingers, and especially blowing against sensitive spots. A teasing little fuckerâ
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
His bedroom varies from loud whimpers to low grunts, depending on the position.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He is actually so down to do a ghost face cosplay while fucking you, thinks itâs hot to blow your back out dressed as his favorite slasher.
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
Heâs a good 6.5 on soft, and 7.5-8 on hard. Takumaâs got a nice girth too. He calls his cock Takuma Jr., but you call it a weapon of mass destruction.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Takumaâs sex drive is pretty high, like I mentioned literally anything you do turns him on.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He waits until youâre asleep then he knocks the fuck out.
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cutie takuma
#ino takuma#takuma ino#takuma ino x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#ino smut#jjk takuma#takuma#takuma ino smut#he is a cutie patootie#i was bored
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FAST N' FURIOUS!
Synopsis. When heâs furious, heâs fast. And rough.
Pairings. [SEPARATE] Higuruma x Reader, Gojo x Reader, Ino x Reader, Sukuna x Reader, Choso x Reader, Geto x Reader, Nanami x Reader, Toji x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem!reader, angry s, manhandIing, theyâre FĂRAL, full neIsons, headIocks, creampĂes, cĂșmplay, GOJOâS POWERS, fĂngering, chokĂng, spĂtting, p talking, true form Sukuna, dp, p sIapping, breaking the bed, ratio technique, exhĂbitionĂsm (Geto), rough s, theyâre big, dumbĂficatĂon, pet names, swĂ©aring.
A/N. Heheh hope you have a lovely week <3

⥠TOJI FUSHIGURO - BACK-BREAKER.
CRACK!
It takes a second for Toji to even register the splintering noise let alone realize that heâd just shattered your bed into almost a thousand pieces. Darkened eyes narrowing- a bad gig today and now this?
âMmm, Tojiââ Youâre turning your dazed head back to whimper oh-so-cutely. Lips wobbling as you take in the state of your poor bedsprings, âYou broke the- oh!â
And Toji Fushiguro didnât care.
He didnât care if your bed was in one piece let alone sagging on one side. And before you can even flutter your teary lashes, youâre finding yourself flatly sprawled on your bedroom floor. Spine arched into a curve, legs smeared open by his strong knee.
âBe good for me, girl.â One of his rough, scarred hands creeps up on your neck to manhandle you still. He spanks his puffy nâ red tip down your core with a dampened pap! Voice fuming, âYour husbandâs had a baaad day.â
WaitâŠhusband?
Your poor mouth dangles open to ask what he meant by that- but the only thing sneaking out is a shrill whimper. âFuh-fuck! Oh my god, why are you so big-â
Because Tojiâs sheathing in a few of his hard, solid inches in a single thrust. Barely giving you time to adjust, barely letting you even breathe prior to holding onto your rapidly pulsating throat nâ dragging your body up and down in harsh jerks to meet his.Â
âFuck. Shut up.â Heâs channeling out a seething hiss, every one of your sweet sounds made his large, weeping tip twitch. Achingly. âShut up and take- it-â
Itâd been nearly hours now since heâd come back from some mission gone awry nâ taken it out on your poor, sensitive cunt. Now tenderly weeping out every time he furiously pours out another batch of wadded pre.Â
Tojiâs barely even moving in his usually looong, teasing strikes that have you squirming endlessly. Right now heâs fucking you through the frigidly polished hardwood with rough, pummeling half-thrusts that have his own pelvis burning bright red at the slamming impact.Â
And youâre so sensitive from it.Â
Sobbing, âB-but itâs so much.â
âShit- if this pretty pussy canât take it then no one can, doll.â Toji has the audacity to tilt his head sexily and whistle. The wet underside of his shaft rawly inching deeper to stretch your hole wiiidely. âWhat is it- want me to beg? Sâthat it? You want me to beg, mama?â
Whining, his rude restraint on your windpipe grows stronger - and so does his cadence.Â
With a grunt he swats his plush balls against your cunt and watches as the contact makes your eyes stupidly whirl. âN-ngh- Tojiâ!â
âHeh- alright thenâŠplease.â Grinning, heâs so mean in the way heâs leaning his muscular body down so that youâre dealing with the brunt of his weight. âPlease. Hold those legs up fâme and ngh- let your husband blow off a lilâ steam.â Mockingly, annoyed - but not at you, never at you. âPlease.âÂ
Leisurely, youâre only half-way registering what youâre doing once your hands instinctively dive down to perk the inner part of your thighs up. âLike this?â
âMore.â
Struggling. âThis?âÂ
He snickers, âDifficult? Need me to fuck ya into the hahâ floor instead?â He already was. Letting him throw your jittery legs onto his shoulders and bendingââNot enough, my wife.â
âWh-what?!â
âI saidâŠâ Itâs such a primal mating press right then nâ there on the ground. Your thighs on his deltoids, your ass against his washboard abs.Â
Toji pliably uses his inhuman strength to roughen you up all he wanted, the fleshy curves of his muscles flexing as he did. It was so mouth-watering to ogle him - all veins of his neck popping out, pecs tense, temple glittered with a thin line of sweat. Easing inside. Groaning, â-not enough.â
âO-oh mmmââ Youâre steadily melting as his rugged length angles a straight whack! against the cute target of cute g-spot. Still so delicately bruised from all those rounds prior. âThere! Right- ngh- there, babyââ
So deep and big inside of you now that his cocktip was stretchinâ the areas of your walls until youâre damn near seeing stars.Â
Swabbing every slick orifice with his reddened, blushing crown, heâs so far gone that the way you twist your hands into his beefy forearms and claaaw your way down only makes him let off a dopey smile. âTch- like kitten scratches, mmmm- yeah yeah, try harder, doll.â
Harder. Faster. And it was all because of that damn gig- what that damn Shiu had saidâŠ
It feels so raw having him inside you, spank after spank youâre reeling from- easily making a complete mess of you.Â
Hiking his naturally sculptured thighs further upwards to press a deep snog against your cervix, youâre feeling the spheroid of his mushroomy tip surface the spongy layer of your womb and you sob.Â
âHarder. Câmon now- harder.â Toji bites out at you, the honed points of his canines gleaming with a layer of slobber. He was drooling at the repeatedly squelching music of your hot, dripping pussy now. âOh, the lilâ kittyâs purring for me nowâŠh-heh. Is she gonna cumâ?â
He knew the state of your sweet, syrupy cunt more than you did.Â
Because just then youâre feeling the white-hot sparks swimming near your navel, thighs shaking âround Tojiâs gyration hips. You can only nod and nod and nod, âC-close! Not gonna lastâŠâ
âThere there, mama.â He flicks the pinkish edge of his tongue over his scarred lips, just the sight of you all wet and leaking over him maddening. Flopping his tastebuds out to taste your salty tear-tracks, âCum for me.â Before you can utter a word, his free hand spanks down on your weepy cunt and dips a thumb past your slit. Treating your quivering clit like a button- one strike on your pretty nub, one strike to your g-spot. âCum. Harder now.â
You donât even realize you do until Tojiâs gasping.Â
Until heâs grinning, until his painfully rock-hard cock bulges just a few centimeters even bigger at the sight of your mouth gaping in awe.Â
Toes curled, mouth flapping, overstimulated to tears. âT-Tojiâ! CumâŠingâŠâ
Your slick-sprayed thighs plaster to the side of his obliques, front glued to his ladder-like abs as he sliiides down between vicious thrusts. Leaving no room for you to collect your breath. Leaving no room for you to even start thinking againâ
âWe havenât broken the floor yet, doll.â Toji rustles his heady breath over your features, feral. âAnd Shiuâs gonna see what happens when he tries ta flirt with my wife.â
Oh.Â
⥠NANAMI KENTO - A reeeal man
You had your mouth gagged with Nanamiâs silky yellow tie, your eyes curling to the back of your head. Jittery hands struggling to find purchase anywhere for dear lifeââMmpf, Kenâ!â
And you were just so cute with your wet, puffy folds squeezinâ down on him that Nanami has to force himself to tear his hazy irises away from your cunt. âSâalright, my love.â Cooing, one of his fat thumbs darts up to swipe away the line of sparkly drool seeping from your lips. âDonât wanna be mean. And I- ngh- donât wanna be too rough, butâŠâ
But he couldnât help it.
Oh, ever since the moment he woke up in this very hospital bed after fighting that damned curse Mahito- Nanami Kento couldnât help himself.Â
Parched for his dear wifeâs pretty pussy when he thought heâd never see you again, heâs just slightly roughened up after Shoko had mended him, as good as new. Able to fuck you as good as new in this sloppy full nelson.
Chiseled pecs heaving, groans claggy.Â
âFuck, darling, youâd be lucky if I donât eat you alive.â
Whining, your back arches as his rugged hands come sliding underneath your knees to tug them all the way up to your tits. Tight. Rude.
His scorching hot breath hits the side of ear in gusts, âIâm- Iâm gonna break you, my wife.â Uttering this just as Nanamiâs feet plant firmly flat on the creaky bedsprings to shovel his cock deeper. The utter fuckinâ stress of everything thatâd happened during battle only making his reddened, ravaged cock oh-so-merciless. âIâm gonna fuck you so had that mâgonna hafta apologize.â
You swear the round, curving edge of his cocktip only grows harder every time heâs remembering - getting angrier. Furiously pumping between your pussylips, it just feels so good to have your calm, sensible husband take it out on your pussy until the toned area of his pelvis is stinging red.Â
âNghâ mmm- there.âÂ
And Nanami didnât know whether he should be proud or shocked at the way that geysering hole of yours only grows wetter. A sticky lather of syrup trickling down his veiny shaft- âYouâŠyou like that?â
All you can do is nod- your head falling slightly backwards to hit his strong collarbone, where he takes the opportunity to sweetly kiss the side of your cheek.Â
Murmuring - more to himself this time than you. âYou want it- rough.â
It all happens at once- in one blink of your dewy eyes.Â
Nanami has your whiny throat caught in one of his big, beefy biceps in a headlock. His ankles looped over yours to smear them even further apart, nâ his large, bulbous cock swinging inside so deep.
And you suddenly have your teary cunt stinging with impact, your tastebuds sizzling at the stretch. âIâm r-really gonna break you, my love.â And yet, he just couldnât stop himself. Heâs rovering his hungry shaft with hard, slamming thrusts. âReally, reallyâŠâ
Slap after slap.
Even though Nanamiâs voice was so very gentle with you, his hips were anything but.
As if heâs slowly regaining his cursed strength and ramming every shred of it into swabbing your sloppy orifice. Letting his hip bones dig deeply into the cheeks of your ass, youâre whining. âM-more!â
âMoreâŠ?â
âMore.â Cheeks still stuffed with the length of his tie, youâre hastily trying to spit it out- just to have him push one of his ringed hands over and squeeze your cheeks. Pushing. Holding you still. And Nanamiâs sheer cadence is so hard nâ fast that your legs fall further open like theyâre completely boneless. âWant you in like mmm- this.â
Like this?
The metallic clinic bedframe creaks as he only picks up his pace, grunting. âBeing all- hah-disrespected like this?â Drilling into you like he was crazed- heâs never been so sloppy, so disoriented, so messy with a pool of precum laying over your folds. He spanks his wedding band on your swollen clit and watches as you squirm. âHow does it feel like this, huh?â Tugging rudely on that sensitive nub, âLettinâ me treat that pussy like a little slut?â
Itâs like heâs tightening his restraint on your windpipe and asking you into making your shrilling wails. Goading you to.
âP-please-â
âHow does it feel? Goood?â
Your maw splashes a polish of drool down his veiny forearm, your head pathetically airy with bloodrush. All you can whimper are tiny âyessesâ and âplease!â
Voice higher-pitched, breaking. âDonât say things like that.â Cutting off your rapid breaths as he raises his toned spine to rut nâ rut- âGonna hafta draw you a long-â His thick veins were throbbing at this point, patterning across every inch inside of you. The towering curves of his body frame twitch as heâs feeling the stress seep away from him. â-loooong bath after this- and the deepest- massage.â
Youâre so wet that youâre squirting off a few dribbles of syrupy sap and his precum, shiny in the overhead lights. And he breathes, âAnd another ring- fuck!â
Oh, with his blond brows furrowed and his glassy gaze blurred at the feeling of your sweet, sweet cunt- Nanami doesnât waste a single second before striking your sensitive g-spot with a slick thwack!
Repeatedly. Accurately, oh-so-hard with his strength that your teeth are on edge. âF-fuck! There-â Your poor hips are starting to run away from the raw impact, but Nanami canât bear that-
âCome- come back.â Headlock still in place, youâre being hauled back down until the line of his tawny happy trail nuzzles your back. One more thrash of his weepy divot into your g-spot. Two more. Three more. Four-Â
And itâs only later that your mind registers the pricking sensation of the charged air around you two. Almost as if your pussydrunk husband was leakingâŠelectricity? No, that couldnât be. It was more likeâŠ
Oh, fuckâŠyour eyes widen. His ratio technique.Â
He was out of control- and it seems like Nanami is hit with the very same realization. Gasping sharply, âOh, darling, you are not going to be walking out of this.â
⥠GETO SUGURU - Jury Duty
âNowâŠI donât get mad, gorgeous.â Oh, but Geto Suguru was fuming - not because youâd messed up your sneaky lilâ mission to collect data from the sorcerers- no.Â
The very memory makes him slide his glistening fingertips down your raw, leaking slit. Letting off the loudest ringing sluuuurpâ! once heâs digging between your puffy folds to squeeze your clit. Humming, âBut was it quite so necessary to be thatâŠclose?â
He was mad because of just how sweetly you were talking to that nameless assistant thatâd tried his best to get your number. Oh, if only Geto couldâve taken care of him right then and there.Â
âB-but-â
âWas it?â Raising his head, his darkened eyes face your little audience of the rest of his cult members, surrounding the two of you on the tatami mats. âDid you think you could pull a fast one on me?â
Heads bowed, reverent of their leader. Each nâ every one there shivers at his attention- and you donât even get to hear their answer before heâs kissing his plush lips down the line of your back- holding you firmly still with a hand at your throat once the curve of his cock slips just between your legs.Â
Youâre whining, âNo it wasnât- please!âÂ
âStay.â Voice deep, tone guttural. Heâs clinging on with a clawed hand onto the side of your hips, no matter how much you wrestle and thrash and ache for more- you couldnât move because of his carnal, strong hold. Not a single inch.
âHe was just hck! being nice.â
âAnd now you canât stop talking about him, gorgeous?â And Geto knows heâs being unfair. He knows heâs being mean. But the way you just turned so slippery nâ wet once heâs spanking the entrance to your cunt with his reddened, blushing tip makes him only grin. âGuess youâll just get to talk out of her.â
Geto was silently seething, watching the way your spit-stuck mouth hangs faaaar ajar with every solid inch he slips inside. Sensually, slow enough that your thighs twitch and you canât do anything but whine once heâs holding you still to rub the fat of his veins against your sweetest spots. Over and over.
âH-heh-â Something in his voice cracks. âDonât think she even deserves this. Now, do we think she deserves my entire fucking cock, hmâ?â
Oh, the low purr in his voice makes both you and the cult shiver- and your popped ears catch a few stray agreements. Getoâs answering tone low in your ear, âYouâre lucky theyâre being nice~â
But he wasnât - and before you know it, your boyfriend has one thigh hiked to help take you from behind. The spheroid of his mushroomed tip flared and red-hot lodging straight into your cervix as he sinks in, pushing and pushing and pushing.
He gasps at the slight resistance of your tight hole, âTake it.â Honed fangs snarling, partially-closed eyes locked onto the way slick was gluing your pussylips all sweet nâ together. Your mouth drops as you stare over your shoulder and wonder whether he was even talking to you.Â
Because his low, breathy tone made it sound like Geto was babbling like never before.Â
Spitting straight down the glittery slope of your slit so that you whimper. âCanât hear you, pretty baby. Speak up.â
âSuguruââ Your mouth huffs out, lower lip pushing into a pout. Your eyes criss-cross stupidly once he flinches at the sound of his name on your tastebuds and strikes the spongy layer of your g-spot dead-on- as if itâd just electrocuted him. Slapping down two hands on the side of your hips to haul you deeper down his bludgeoning, split-ended crown. He probes a circular bruise into you, âO-ohhh mmm- sâin so deep-â
âAnd who said you could speak, gorgeous?â
Youâre letting off a whiny shrill, questions building up on your tastebuds. Only for Geto to beat you to it and thwack! his meaty cockhead repeatedly against the splotch of your g-spot until you canât speak.
Tilting his head towards your spectators with a grin, âRight~? I didnât say hah- she couldnât speak, right?â Seemingly nodding, you could feel him lean his weight further down into the base of your spine, pinning you down. âSo shut up and take- it-â Punctuating his words with stiff jackhammers that blow your mind. âLet this filthy hole be the one ngh- talking tâme- sheâs muuuuch sweeter than you.â
As if heâd just planned it, his flared slit snags on the quivering entrance to your pussy and makes such a saccharine squelch!Â
âHehâŠwhen sheâs not swallowing my fat fucking cock, that is.â
So vulgar.Â
Youâve never seen him like this- youâve never had him like this.Â
Fucking you so deeply into the futon that youâre half-sure the pattern of the tatami below would still be on your front by tomorrow. He wasnât just pounding away, though-Â it was hard, precise mazings of his slimy shaft that drove you the most mad. Geto spanks his hips down until it gives a good pummel against your g-spot and wonders whether it mightâve bruised.Â
âB-but-â Just barely managing to get out of your drivelling mouth before two of his arms loop underneath your own and hoist you halfway upwards. Held up only by his big, beefy biceps, splayed out like such a slut.Â
He sags his pretty face into the crook of your neck, still driving his hips until the fuzz of his happy trail was scratching you raw. âStill talking, gorgeous?â
âBut- wanna-â
âWanna? HmmmmâŠâ For a second, Geto looks as if he might just as the rest of his association whether or not you deserved to. And for a second, you expect him to.
But it happens all at once- his wrist reaching out to tilt back your woozy head, his rosy lips puckering, spitting a wadded stream of saliva straight into your half-open mouth.Â
Heâs wrenching shut your jaw and making you swallowââClean that mouth out. Talking to hah- bastards.â Absolutely no shame, absolutely no disgust in the way he plants a lecherous slide of his tongue down in a French kiss. Fuck. âMmm- now youâre mine. Say âthank youâ, my girl.â
The sheer girth of his length already has you blubbering, mouth moving before your mind. Heâs stirring up your insides nâ every ridge until you mewl, âTh-thank you.â
âGoodââ The very same hand that was latched onto your jaw now moves to your cheeks, squishinâ them into an embarrassing pout as Geto makes you stare straight at the sprawling audience you two have. Heady. âNowâŠask them if you deserve to cum.â
⥠CHOSO KAMO - âFuck.â
Itâs just about the only thing that your poor, twitching boyfriend can say right now.
And as he bruises a roughened hold upon each side of your bouncing hips, echoing in a pant. âF-fuck!â Baritone cracking into something high, he throws his head back into the cushy pillows and ruts just as far as his spine could curvaceously arch.Â
Mahogany eyes fluttering shut, teary lashes touching his cheek.
It takes the soft, fleeting caress of your fingers gliding across his bangs for Choso to even register that he should open his eyes. And you coo out in a gentle voice, âIs everything alright, babyâ?â
âYes-â Breath hitching, heâs almost immediately back-tracking his answer when your dewy wet folds try to clench âround his girth. And the very feeling makes him once more sloppily thrust- âNo.â You smile as Chosoâs plush lower lips fall into a pout, âN-no teasing, baby.â
Oh, there was something so primal about the way that Chosoâs saying it.Â
Like heâs burning up with red, hot power sizzling underneath his skin. Youâre pulling on his hair when he whacks your cervix once and the only thing he can keen is a lowââHarder.â Harder. âNo- harder.â
It just isnât enough, some carnal part of him thinks it might never be enough.
And the only thing that the half-curse can do is channel out a few harder hits, feeling his heart race at how that constant ramming of skin on your skin makes his v-line sting.Â
âFuck- nghh-â Your eyes scrunch shut with a few pearly tears at the sultry sensation. Never ever has your boyfriend pounded into you like this, never has he held your drooling cunt hostage while he shoveled his length from the very tip-top of his strawberry divot, bottoming out until he physically canât anymore. âSo good mmm, feels so good, Cho.â
âYeah? Yeah?â Watching as your puffy core starts squirtinâ out a few sleek ribbons of slick, Choso crinkles his nose and all but begs. âCan- can I go harder then, baby? Please?â
Oh?
Heâs never the first to ask to go harder- usually, you are.Â
And that itself is enough to get you nodding stupidly, your glassy peripherals swirling in unison with his veiny shaft. Stirring in a slight curving gyration inside of your gummy walls before he pulls out and slams all the way back in. Methodical and mean.
âFuck-â His flared mushroom tip hits the side of your g-spot and Choso drools. âMânot gonna hck! make it out of this alive. WhatâŠwhat is this feeling-â
Before you can even think of answering, he plants his feet firmly flat on the floor and uses the sinful leverage to slide you upwards on his hips. The feeling of your perky clit gliding down his happy trail making the man hissâReaching upwards, eyes dilated. âFeels like mâgonna eat you alive.â
OhâŠyou had an idea what it was.
Something about putting his cursed energy into overdrive during a mission today. And youâre sure that your dear, inexperienced boyfriend was simply stressed from the day.
Unsure how to take it out. Unsure how to do anything but flinch once youâre opening your sweet maw to shrill a few teasing words. âAwwwâ seemed like youâre under some ngh- stress, baby. Want me to take care of that for you?â
âI said no fucking- teasing-âÂ
Choso looks as shocked as you at those words - apologies ripe on his tongue, cherry-pink lips wobbling adorably as he tries to reel it back in- Only for the weepy hole on top of his swollen crown to pour out a generous load of wadded pre, striking right into the very back of your pussy.
Going harder. Sloppier. And heâs so big that every second has your chin glitter with bubbles of spit.
âO-oh.â And heâs sucking in a shallow breath as if heâd just had an epiphany. Dark brows knitting together, the crevice of his damp mouth opens up to let his pinkish tongue peek through. Carefully grazing his thumb down that lilâ tummy bulge he was fucking into you, âYouâre gonna take me like- like a good girl.â
Fuck- youâre so wet by now that the bottom half of his abs were polished with a glittery sheen. Making it sooo much easier for him to slip nâ slide you with his manhandling arms. âA good- ngh-âÂ
âYeeeeah, exactly that.â And he looks so drunk on that little sentence, a dopey smile playing along his mouth once he presses down on that bumpy, cylindrical outline. Giggling, âH-heh, my good girl. Youâre gonna take me, arenât you, my baby?â
Hands clawing onto the plush curves of his deltoids, you can only throw your head back and let yourself be moved. âYeah- go on. Have your fun, Choââ
âMy fun. My fun.â Almost as if he couldnât believe it. The buzz of his powers going into overdrive makes his long, sensitive shaft even more sensitive, rovering down your ridged walls so fast that his delicate veins start throbbing. âThat meansâŠI can bend you like this-â
His right hand, so loving nâ soft on your hips- starts arching you back, back, back back- until every ramming kiss of his glazed tip stirs your insides fully.
Until heâs staring at that tummy bulge and watching with such heart eyes, âAnd- and I can fuck you like this-â Not only were his hips rutting up animalistically, his strong, beefy arms were flexing upon your sides and making you bounce. Milking him. Slouching his toned upper body over to bite on the crook of your neck, âAnd I can bite-â
With his honed canines nibbling down on your heated skin, Chosoâs mouth departs with cracked whimpers every time his tender slit was rubbinâ up on the side of your cervix.Â
âPlease- ngh- please please please-â Youâre throwing your head back as his ruby-red tip starts to twitch. Ferally. Every time he slides his velvety length through your walls, heâs striking hard enough that both of you see stars.Â
And Choso grinsââCan be all r-rough- and this pussyâs still mine.â
So it only made sense that he was going to cream himself inside like it. Like you owned him, heâs circling your hips in a wide semi-circle that makes his veins snag all over the insides of your cunt. Lecherous. Loud.Â
Choso just canât stop whining with every splat! of salty white cum that sprays out into your pussy, âGonna do this again.â Not even slowing. Not even faltering. His pulsating cock is just so big that you canât even spill all over, just sheathing him in a layer of syrupy white. âGotta- have to.â
Mewling, âYesâ please- make me cum, baby.â
âHmmââ And fuck- youâd nearly forgotten just how strong he was. Because in a matter of mere sultry moments, youâre being bent forwards with a powerful hand at your throat. âOnly if you spit in my mouth.â
⥠RYOMEN SUKUNA - TRUE true form!
Ryomen Sukuna was big - so big that every smash of his dual, blushing tips made you throw your head back and see stars.Â
And his arms werenât letting you off easy, either. All four of his bulbous, beefy biceps flexed once he kept his hold on either side of your body- damn near holding you off of the bed in midair as he fucked you like he hated you.Â
âP-please, how are you so hck! big, Kuna?â Youâre whining, your chin splashing with a syrupy bout of saliva. And every tiny twitch of your boneless hips left his bludgeoning shafts travelling straight to the bottom of your pussy.Â
âP-P-please-â Heâs mocking, gruff voice clinging onto the back of your neck like adhesive. Youâre just on all fours and shaking like a leaf- âSâthat any way to talk to your hah- king, little human?â
âNooo- butâŠâÂ
âShut up and take it then- heh.â Legs boneless, every ricket! of the mattress leaves you wincing at the recoil of his hips. Ramming into yours so hard that youâre sure you have bruises now- his thighs on your own, his abs on your spine, his twin cockheads on the entrance to your womb.
And you have nothing more to say, every other end of your sentence smashed up every time heâd wetly plastering your cervix with a layer of pre. It was so hot nâ hard having him filling up your every tender orifice. âItâs so rough.â
And what else did you even expect?
Cutely asking him not to destroy a few souls- tch, of course he was pent up. Of course, he was seething and taking out every shred of it by clawing down the base of your spine and pushing nâ pushing.Â
Bottomed out but still half-rutting like it would kill him if you didnât take any more.Â
Each lilâ clench of your bubblegum pussy making his black, clawing nails only surge, his muscles ripple even bigger, fangs growing-
âHaaa? What? You want me ta be gentle?â Sukuna purrs, low. And youâre whimpering once you feel the slimy tip of what felt like his second tongue sliiiide down your stuffed slit. âYour king will show you âgentleâ, brat.â
Mewling, each spank of the velvety underside of his cursed tongue leaves you jolting. Purposefully dragging over his textured tastebuds just so that he could taste every syrupy ounce of you.Â
And not even clinging onto the aged headboard of the bed and squirming could get him to let up.Â
Could get him to move even a single inch when heâs alternating between rude bangs of his matching plump crowns into your cervix, and then a glutinous flick of his tongue. Again and again, he was letting it alllll out on you until youâre all bruised and battered on the gooey ends of your pussy.
Sukunaâs only holding you to his broad pecs with two of his hands, the other two drifting down to smear your sheeny thighs open. So, so wide but his toned hips were so bulky that stretchinâ round him made your hamstrings ache.
âYou wonât let me fuuuck- consume humans and now you wonât let me consume this?â Both mouths drooling, he greedily gazes at the way each single whack! of his breeder balls leaves your cunt hole trembling nâ geysering. He spits, molten hot irritation. âSpoiled bratâŠIâm starved.â
âCanât- hck! canât help it- itâs so much-â
Spank after spank, he slots his second mouth in a steamy French kiss just where your cunt was quivering with delight. Every geysering slosh of sap streaming down to his greedy throat- âYeah? Sayinâ that when yer making such a ngh- mess?â
And you were just slobbering everywhere, painting a translucent little puddle underneath you that heâs eagerly lapping up. Probinâ oh-so-stupidly deep that you can only babble, âY-yes?â
âTch.â
Oh. Oh.Â
That sinful little answer of yours makes the Kingâs tattooed body erupt in goosebumps. And you swear youâre feeling the weight of him press you into the bedsprings even deeper. So feverish, so hot that you blearily snap your head around and drink in the sight of Ryomen Sukuna with horns.
Red, jagged and long.Â
His true form.
And it was so unfairly sexy, glinting canines snapping at the tendons of your throat. âAnd ya think you deserve to be messy, hm?â Grinning in such a gone way, he tilts his head as he presses down on the edge of your spine with one knee. Drilling into you like heâs crazed. Out of control. âThink you deserve more?â
âMmm- can feel you both inside- ngh, both-â
Something in his glowing, crimson eyes was dark- primal. And it was boring at you dead-on once Sukuna splays an open palm of his in front of your face and croonsââProve it tâme. Spit.â
Your glossy, puckered lips curve into a pout, starinâ at that opened palm of his straight ahead underneath you. Saliva already dribbling down each side of your twitching lips, like he was spearheading you from the other side and pushing it out. You spit-
Only for Sukunaâs second mouth to manifest right at that very split-second on his palm, so that youâre spitting in there instead. âFilthy thing.â And as that great glittery glob disappears between his cursed lips, you donât know whether heâs talking to you or his mouth. âWant more then, huh?â
And, truthfully, he doesnât even know if you can handle it.
Doesnât know if your stretched-out cunt can take any more with his mushy tongue trying to pry apart your core even further. But he wasnât feeling any ounce of mercy.
Trying to fill you up so much that youâll be able to feel it even weeks from now, Sukunaâs lengthy nails leave marks all over your waist as he hoists you up even more. Hissing at the way your fingers reach up to graze just the base of his draconic horns.
And the King blushes, he gasps.Â
âYou- you vicious fuckinâ woman.â
Youâd just made Ryomen Sukuna stutter.Â
The roughened thrust that comes next so hard that your eyes are swirling cartoonishly, arms aching where you yearn to touch that part of his true true form.Â
Holding on while he pounds you like heâs pressing you in to the royal silk sheets, the flatness of his tongue smacks down on the crevice of your pussy. Slipping inside- a third intrusionââNow youâre really in for it, lilâ human.â
⥠INO TAKUMA - Got milk(ed)?
âThis is what you make me, pretty.â And Inoâs tugging whateverâs left of his damn ski mask, heâs bending your legs firmly into a mating press with natural toned strength you didnât even know he had. âAnd this is how youâre going to get hah! fucked.âÂ
And just one swipe of his cute, pre-glazed tip would be enough for your boyfriend to be salivating at the mouth. Lips twitching with eagerness as he sinks his heavy shaft inside.
But right now?
Oh, right now he wasnât even sensually slowing down to listen to your pretty trilling moans. Heâs not going easy on you, heâs doing nothing but sheathing his prolonged length whole in a way that makes your woozy eyes tear up.
Lips speckling with drivelling spit as you whine, âShit-â The doughy heels of your feet find purchase on his slender shoulders, unsure whether you wanted to push or have him stretch you out more more more- âShit- youâre so big.â
âGonna cry about it?â He smirks- meanly. And where the hell was your sweet, innocent boyfriend?Â
The Ino right now was just spanking down a few of his thoroughly ringed digits on your soppy slit, leaving you nâ your quivering cunt seeing stars at the sensation. Stirrinâ around the rotund, bawling edge of his pink crown until he manages to bully all the way into the back of your pussy.Â
Just barely managing to open your mouth, âO-oh my god- Taku, it feels so- oh!â
âWhaaatâ?â And shit- the way his straight nosebridge was crinkling was sexy, looking at you through hazily half-lidded eyes that told you he wanted to devour you whole. âLook at her- just look.â
Ino lets his knobbly fingertips glissade down your folds and latches onto the button of your clit just enough to pull-pull-puuull. Low, gentle voice tinged with something so raspy as he groans, âMâbeing so meeean to her, making her cry nâ sheâll still mmm- sucking me in, sweetness.â
Truly, you were just so wet that your oversaturated walls were gulping down his every solid inch like you were starved. Filling up every orifice and cranny with his hot, heavy length- âB-because itâs just so good.â
âIs itâ?â Ino sighs out, airy and flushed. For merely a split-second before heâs snapping out of it and promptly kneeing apart the insides of your thighs.Â
Bed creaking in protest when he reels his lean hips back to bring them down with a ringing smack! Itâs so loud that it makes Inoâs pelvis sting, his chestnut lashes wring with tears, and he has to gnaw down on his lush lower lip to bite back a few broken whimpers. âFuck- fuck, donât you dare make me all pathetic, pretty.â
Mewling, one of his slender hands comes to push your cheeks together in a pathetic lilâ pout. The edges of his frigid rings lacquering with your spit- and the other keeps slithering right between your legs.Â
Not only was he toying with your clit now - he was circlinâ your cute, rubbery hole. Long middle finger scratching your outer entrance with his bands of metal before shoving its way inside-
âS-still taking me.â And for a lecherous moment there it almost sounds as if heâs just lost himself, it almost sounds like heâs breaking. Before shaking the tawny bangs out of his eyes and snarling down a feral grin. âPretty holeâs takinâ all of me- wonder if you can take ngh- more, sweetness.â
âSh-shiiiitâ!â Your hands claw red, red lines all down Inoâs sculptured back when you feel the probing push of yet another one of his fingers.
Already stuffed to the brim with his sleek, pummeling cock - and now here he was thrusting in a sloppy cadence of whack-whacking your cervix with his bulbously swabbing tip and tormenting your g-spot with the glides of his digits.Â
Theyâre agonizing when theyâre stimulating you at the same time, and the only thing you can do is throw your head back and listen to the noisy squelches and slurps. Moaning, you claw at his dextrous wrist as he spanks a third fingerpad on your slope. âAnother- oh, fuck!â
Pushing and pushing
Ino groans huskily at the snug resistance when all three of his fingers canât poke around- brows scrunching, tongue sticking out.
He looked drunk and gone by the time heâs hissing out a sharp breath and flipping the two of you over. And oh- oh, this position was ideal.
Because not only did it give him the heavenly view of your thighs spread all open nâ straddling his hips to ride him- but it also let him dip his creamy fingers down and rub them all over your geysering cunt. Bullying them the entire way inside up to his mountainous knuckles because enough is never enough.
âFuck- oh.â Ino tumbles his head back once heâs hearing the sappy plop! of your dripping pussy gobbling up his second finger. Entire body twitching at the feeling of his chilly ring digging in- âPretty, pretty- I canât do this anymore I hck! need itââ
Your lips quirk up into a smug smile, hips hitting down with a slam of clammy skin sticking onto skin. And he can only half-rut, savage and angrily pumping his cock. âAww, already, Taku?â
âYes. Yes.â Heâs begging by now. Pleading. This little roleplay youâd begun, now starting to completely switch when he had you on top like this ready to milk his swollen, reddened cock dry.Â
Such a pretty coral pink at his tip, and it matches the innocent blush on Inoâs hollow cheeks once heâs guiding one of your hands up to choke him. Gurgling out, âI want you to be angry at me now, sweetness.â
⥠GOJO SATORU - Mercy.
âTh-this is where youâre weak, right?â
And the strongestâs voice cracks.Â
Gojo utters out a rough breath as he catches his thumb on that designer blindfold of his dangling âround your neck and plasters you against his tensely glissading abs. The tip of his cock driving between your wet, aching folds, heâs jerking you up just enough to push his reddish crown into your g-spot with a splat!
âO-oh please mmmmââ Your mouth parts with a ribbon of sleek spit, tumbling out in a heap into the pillow lodged underneath your face. âThere- right there, Satoru!â
âThere- there.â Youâre hearing him raspily utter from behind, each pant higher and more broken than the last. With your back arched oh-so-deliciously, heâs hiking up one of his meaty thighs to pin to the side of your hips and pump even deeper- âThere?â
Oh, he knew it was there.
Heâs rubbinâ his swollen, veiny shaft all over your sweetest areas like a massage. He was mean. And youâre crying out the cutest lilâ whines that only make him bite back a sleazy grin. âSuch a good, tight pussy takinâ me- h-heh, so good taking me, sweetheart. So goodâŠâ
âS-so rough.â Your hazy peripherals whirl in circles âround the whites of your eyes, brows scrunching with every thwack! of his honed, chiseled v-line striking the cheeks of your ass. âItâs so much- ngh.â
And the only response that Gojoâs overheated body can think of is to twist his large fingers into the jostling fabric at your neck to pull you further backwards. Your breath stutters damply, chest heaving.Â
He didnât care. He was going hard. Hissing swiftly in your ear, âIf you think this is too much maybe I should knock you up then, my wife.â Something in the cloyingly sticky air crackles - power, raw need - as he snickers to himself. âShould Iâ? Should I knock you up like they say?â
They: those damn elders.
He wasnât just irritated after that ambushed meeting on damn Gojo heirs - he was furious.Â
The very reason that Gojo hadnât made two steps past the door to your shared penthouse before heâs practically dragging you to the bedroom. Shoving his heavy, aching cock inside until you were full, full, full-
âM-maybe you should.â Youâre blubbering out through the primal mewls ripping through your throat, just another one of his jackhammers rendering you stupid. Almost instant the way he slimily grazes his bulbous tip down to whack the entrance of your cunt.
And Gojo seethesâ cheeks angrily ruddied, spit flying in glittery flecks. âI should?âÂ
âYes mmm- please.â
âIâŠshould?â
Itâs not a question - itâs a realization.
The clammy pads of his fingers shake unstably, his touch zaps you with cursed energy, movements sensually languid- almost like Gojo doesnât even register what his hefty body is doing right now. Almost like he doesnât even acknowledge that heâs toeing his left foot upwards to plant it down on the crown of your scalp until heâs looking down at his pretty, pathetically drooling wife and gasping.
âOh. Oh.â The red nâ full cock speared inside of you twitches, so big that he swabs all your each sultry, shrouded nook and cranny . âYou donât know how haaah- badly it pissed me off, my girl. Wanted to purple hollow all those fuckers.âÂ
Your hands fist the silk of the pillowcase now sticking to you like adhesive, hips squirming restlessly- he was so fast that the back of your ass was raw with the texture of his pale happy trail. âWh-what did?â
âHearinâ them talk about an heir. Hearinâ them talk about you ngh- pregnant.â He snarls, heel pressing down with slight force that makes all the blood rush from your melty mind straight down to your dripping pussy. Heâs fucking you like he hates you. âWhen really Iâm your husband-â
As he speaks, the slick curve of his cockhead snags on your bundle of nerves. Your husbandâs Six Eyes working overtime when heâs watching - mouth ajar, gaze half-lidded - as his lengthy shaft impales your gummy walls and drives riiiight into your womb. Precisely.
Gojo blushes at the x-ray vision, â-and I get to make my wife pregnant when she wants.â
They wanted a Gojo heir, theyâre going to get one.
With your thighs shaking, breaths heaving- before you know it, heâs timing a direct three hits from your cute lilâ g-spot nâ barreling straight into your womb. And it makes you cum.Â
Long, vein-covered length barely even pulling out - Gojo feels your walls clench around his thick girth and heâs only half-rutting.
âThatâs it- thatâs it thatâs it thatâs it-â You can hear the pure crazed smile in his husked tone, the edges of his rosy lips twisting with every adorably pulsing ba-thump! of your cunt. Faster. Harder. He was wincing with each recoil of his sloppy strokes, unable to even bear being separated from the syrupy depths of your pussy. âTake it- take it like good girl-â
âI-itâs shooooââ Left so helpless by the merciless way he was pounding you through your high, your mouth was slurring out bubbles of spittle after each second strike. â-so much- hck! So much.â
âMore. Yeah, youâre gonna take more, my girl.â He canât help but memorize the shocked lines of your face and giggle. Octaves higher. Movements filthier. Running a hand down to toy with your clit, âYouâre gonna be filled up to the briiim.â
And usually Gojo wouldâve rubbed the soft, velvety tips of his fingers on your sensitive nub in hearts. Maybe even his name, teasingly. Usually.Â
But he didnât have the patience for that right now.
Right now, he was twisting his touch onto where you were most swollen and pinching your clit. Hard. Power sparking like some lewd bullet vibrator.Â
All that it takes for him to throw his head back and finish off in such a raw, primal way all up inside of your cunt. And youâre not even sure if Gojo registers it - whether he even feels himself cum, because heâs still drilling away like heâs addicted.Â
Bed dipping at the force of his blows, sheets staining pure white with the slippery sheen of seed that glues down your thighs. Toes curling, itâs only when youâre sniffling back a tear of overstimulation that Gojo snaps his head down to catch the pearly ribbon of cum escaping your geysering foldsââNeed to get you pregnant. Need to- more.â
âWhat?â
Youâre so wet that it feels like a damn waterfall down there, and your husband only glides his knobbly thumb down to plug every sappy, ivory ounce back into your hole. âMore, my girl.âÂ
The air bristles with charged atoms as he swerves his slender hips just right to push the knotted cobwebs of cum accurately against your womb. Every part of him charged, every part of him still powerful and fuming.Â
Whining, your knees buckle as if you were unsure whether you wanted to run or hit your hips back. Again and again.
And Gojoâs voice still shakes as he clings a hand onto the side of your birthing hips to manhandle you further down to him. Unable to escape. âYou didnât think youâre h-heh- getting off easyâŠmama?â
⥠HIGURUMA HIROMI - Mrs. CEO
âI have never seen a CEO this clumsy-â Higurumaâs deep, drawling voice speaks over the haze of your nth high of the night. Thin lips twitching as he takes in the sight of you sprawled on top of your own office desk, shuffling over so many important documents. â-maâam.â
But oh, he couldnât go easy on you just yet. Not when you had so much work to do.
And itâs why heâs shuffling his polished shoes further in a step backwards, tongue flicking out to lick his lips as he smeeears the layer of his cum sticking to your cunt like glue.Â
Grumbling, âForgetting the most important hah- meeting of the day. I should report you.â Formal office pants still on, the dangling metal piece of his belt kisses the right cheek of your ass and makes you hiss. Rubbing your gummy walls raw on the slick, winding patterns of his veins.Â
And itâs just so wet with all your sappy syrupy and his, travelling down to where youâre rubbing your thighs together. âAre you complaining, hm?âÂ
Spank! Spank! Spank!Â
Three exact swats of his rude hands slamming down on the teary crevice of your slit, Higuruma makes sure to angle his strikes just right so that he can feel the way your clit just quivers. âWatch that pretty mouth, angel.â
And heâs moving so agonizingly, just torturing you with the curve of his mushroomy tip bulldozing straight near your g-spot.Â
Never quite hitting it, never quite missing.Â
Right up until you throw your head back with a wail and keenââPlease.â Swervinâ your hips back in lecherous figure eights that damn near gets the man above you hypnotized. âMâsorry, Hiromi.â
Spank!Â
A hand on your throat- âNo, youâre not.â One more to pinch nâ tug on your oversensitive clit until you feel all raw, youâre seeing stars every time he rolls his hips to play with your dripping pussy just right.Â
âYou nâ this filthy hole need me to ngh- finally fuck some sense into you, riiightâ? Finally stop that pretty lilâ head from being filled with just cock?â
You donât know if youâre nodding, you donât know if youâre sobbing- but before you can register it, Higurumaâs hiking his capped knee up onto the desk so hard that it rattles. Nearly stepping on the base of your spine just to arch you perfectly.
Whining, âO-ohhh mm- jusâ that deep.â The new angle makes him stretch you open so wide that every splash of buttery white cum slips out of your entrance like a waterfall. Your pussy struggling to suck in his sheer size into your hot insides, âFuck me- oh, yes, fuck me.â
âSâwhat Iâm doing, silly angel.â The vice-like restraint on your throat is mean, and Higurumaâs tone is even meaner. Cooing- but heâs dragging you by the neck upwards to look directly into his eyes as he sliiiides his lengthy, scorching cock inside and out. âOr are you already that ngh- stupid on my cock, hm?â
So deep, so fat that he canât even help if the vein-covered sides of his shaft brush up against your sweetest spots by mistake.Â
Hips papping back into his, âMore.â Cloying layers of seed saturate your innards so much, and youâre so sensitive that every honed thrust makes your knees weaken. âSâmore, Hiro, câmon.â
And the worst part was that your personal assistantâs pinning you with his weight and holding you there to watch you struggling and squirm. Slimy, erect cockhead driving right into the target of your lilâ nerves like heâs addicted to that very spot, âYouâll take what youâre given.â He tilts his head with a smile, âWhy donâtcha get some work done, sugar?â
Oh.
You could barely even pick up the pen let alone sign off on important contracts like you were supposed to be doing right now. Â
And yet, every time your poor, boneless wrist showed signs of faltering, Higuruma would grit his teeth and painfully slow down his cadence. Each time he lazily rubs just the large, rotund curve of his cocktip on your g-spot, watching as you jerk your hips back for more-
Spank! Spank!Â
Massaging two direct swats on the flooded slope of your pussy, âFuck! This tight little hole really canât stay that hck! long without me?â Loosening his tie still on him, âSheâs even worse than you, angel.â
And heâs milking himself on you- punishing your cunt with the most lecherous drags of his sloppy shaft. Each time you feel him enter past the door to your womb, you can only throw your head back and bite down on the velvety fabric of his damn office tie.Â
âH-hck! Please- gonnaââ Muffled, your handwritingâs gone astray on whatever document it is by now. âSo close-â
Tapping his chin as he pretends to think, âHm, Iâll let you cum-â And before a gorgeous smile could even start to light up your face, before you can even breathe, Higurumaâs crowning your sweaty scalp with one hand and pushing you to further lay on the mahogany desk. Drooling in such a heaping puddle right then nâ there, âIf you can use those fuck! awful manners nâ say âpleaseâ...â
âPlease.â
âLouder.â
âPlease-â
Purring, âCanât hear you, maâamââ
And you were so far gone that your irises are turning clockwise in circles inside of your eyes, mouth overspilling with a glittered polish of drool and whimpers.Â
You thrash your hips up higher on the table, âPlease-â Batting your lashes just how you knew he was weak for. âPretty please, baby.â
Oh- that did it.
That did it.
Because with a final one-two-three more vulgar strokes pumped into your puffy, sopping wet pussy, it isnât just you hitting your high - itâs Higuruma, too.Â
Your stern, sensible personal assistant who slams the chiseled upper half of his body the minute he feels your melty walls clenching and heaves. Meaty quads shaking with every wiry ribbon of cum he departs, letting the goopy mess fill up your cunt to the maximum.
Gasping- âFuck, look what you did. L-look.â
And for a second youâre so disoriented by your own white-hot flashes of bliss that you barely even hear what heâs saying. In your own little reverie until youâre hit with a spraying splat! of something near your shoulder.Â
Blinking, youâre turning behind you and noticing that Higuruma Hiromi was crying tears of overstimulation.Â
Crying.Â
âSâall your fault, angel.â Your thighs quake with each bout of your high, and just that tiny squeezing motion was enough for him to bead out another thin trail of tears. Milking himself. Your pussyâs holding him hostage until heâs nearly dry, only wrenchinâ out a few pearly knots of seed. Emptied out.Â
So lazy and feverishly drunk that he reaches over to softly kiss the matching wedding ring on your hand, âNext time youâre not missing another meeting with me, my wife.â
A/N. OO I NEEDA WRITE HIGURUMAâS ONE LONGER
Plagiarism not authorized.
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âyou know,â yaga started slowly, side-eyeing the sea of alumini surrounding him. covered in wounds and scratches alike. yet all eyes fix to the scene only a few metres away.
the strongest sorcerer of the modern age, bent and observing every inch of your being. you, his wife. his large hands cupping your face once he's assured no fatal harm has come onto you.
some eyes soften as you're dragged into satoru's strong arms. some hitch their breaths at the look of softness in bright blue eyes that boasted utmost feralness but a moment ago. when your life was on the line. when the sea of opponents thought it a grand idea to target you â the honoured one's beloved.
âif anything happens to that woman," yaga continued, blank, despite the small throat clear.
âwe're all done for.â
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thinking about takumas voice when he is serious hours đŹ
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satoru is already hard when you reach for him, heâs been thinking about how you'll do him all day now and finally. he's sprawled out like a star on his bed, shirt halfway off, smirking excitedly. âyou gonna play with it or just admire it, pretty baby?â he teases, breath hitching when your hand finally wraps around him.
you start slow on purpose, just watching the way his cock twitches every time you slide your thumb over the head. âfuuuck,â he groans, dropping his head back against the pillows. âyouâre suuuuch a tease, i swear.â
his hips start to buck up into your fist, sloppy and needy. your handâs slick and wetter nowâheâs leaking like crazy, and every stroke makes a squelching sound that only makes him whine more. âshitshitshit, right thereâdonât stop, donâtâfuck, iâmâ!!â
he cums hard, thick and messy, all over your hand and his stomach. his abs flex, and he lets out a raw, fucked out moan, cheeks flushed and hair sticking to his forehead. âyouâre evil,â he mumbles, laughing a little, voice wrecked. âmarry me-â
â'toru!â
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awwww i love ya thank you so much, this was scrumptious delicious perfect toecurling wonderful oh my god i need him đ©đ§Ą
thank you my cunty damien <3
a/n; to the happy birthday girl that WE all love. happy birthday @takumasimp đ
you wake up to the smell of cinnamon. that much is clear.
itâs your day! and your sweetheart is already gone, but the kitchen smells warm, sweet, and inviting. you shuffle out of bed, eyes half lidded and hair a mess, and thereâs a little folded note sitting on the counter beside your coffee.
donât lift the lid on your present until i say so. no peeking! i love you!!! âĄïŒŸ
your lips curl into a slow smile. you already know heâs planning something stupid and sweet. heâs always like this. big gestures, big feelings with no shame.
you sip your coffee and he walks in, all golden arms and sleepy eyes and boxers hanging low on his hips like he knows youâre going to look. like he wants you to. he's holding something behind his back.
âhappy birthday, baby,â ino says, voice warm from his genuine excitement. âyou look hot.â
âi just woke up.â
âexactly. perfect.â he leans in and kisses you softly with his sweet lips, thumb brushing over your cheek. âget ready, i wanna give you your present.â
he sets the mystery box in your lap. itâs wrapped in glossy paper with a silky dark red bow, too fancy for whatever dorky thing is probably inside. you open it and thereâs a smaller box.. and then another.. and another.. he laughs as you groan, unraveling layer after layer, until finally, at the bottomâ!
heâs kneeling on the carpet, arms open, 'ta da', and absolutely nothing else in the box.
âwhereâs my gift?â you laugh, cheeks feeling warm.
âme,â ino says. âduh.â
you shouldâve expected it. because heâs already shirtless now. and smug. and kneeling between your legs, pushing your thighs apart like he knows he belongs there. he kisses your knee. then your inner thigh. then higher. and higher.
âoh. well come here,â you murmur, tugging at his hair. âi wanna unwrap you.â
ino grins, boyish and giddy, and lets you push him onto the floor. lets you climb over him, straddling his hips, pulling his boxers down slow. heâs already half hard, twitching in your hand when you brush your fingers along the base.
âi really hope you like your present,â he mumbles, breath catching.
you smile down at him, warm and glowing.
âi do,â you say, kissing down his chest, âbut i think iâm gonna love it.â
and then you take ino's cock in your mouth.
inch by inch, slow and filthy, warm tongue dragging up the underside as he groans and fists the blanket under him. heâs so sensitive in the morningâin general, he's always been so soft and twitchy. just so desperate. you bob your head, easing down until you feel him hit the back of your throat, and when you swallow, his hips buck up.
âfuckâ! babyââ he moans, trying so hard to stay still. âyouâre gonnaâoh my god.â
you pull back just enough to breathe, saliva glistening on your lips as you stroke him with one hand and suck the tip. heâs panting. sweating - already shaking
âfeels good?â you ask, teasing, sweet.
ino nods frantically, eyes blown wide. âyouâre soâshitâi can't f-finish that.. that fast- oh!â
you flatten your tongue again, taking him deeper, throat flexing around him as he whimpers louder. he tastes like sugar and pre cum- and well, you. your eyes flutter shut as you let him hit the back of your throat, again and again, nose buried against his stomach, spit dripping down your chin.
and when ino soon cums, itâs with a sharp gasp and your name on his lips. you swallow everything. lick him clean. kiss the inside of his thigh to feel him more. he looks wrecked. and happy.
you crawl back up to kiss his face, soft and slow, and he cups your cheek with a shaky hand.
âyouâre fucking perfect,â ino whispers. âyou really are.â
you giggle against his lips. âyou always get so sappy after head. stop.â=which means not to stop and keep going!
âyeah, well.â he sits up, reaching behind the couch because that bastard hid something there!
âyouâre not done?â you ask, blinking. âi thought that was the gift..â
âwhat- no- did you seriously think head was the whole thing- babe! i'm hurt." he then holds out a tiny box with trembling hands. a little smaller than the one you opened earlier. it was a beautiful velvet.
your breath catches.
âwaitââ
ino flips the lid open with his thumb with no no hesitation.
the ring is stunning. platinum band, slim and smooth, with a center stone that catches every ounce of light in the room. it's clear, brilliant, but not so flashy. the diamondâs set low, hugged tight by sharp, modern prongs, and on either side, two tiny sapphires sit tucked inâdeep blue, nearly black. itâs elegant without being so fussy. it's definitely the kind of thing youâd never wanna stop looking at. the kind of thing he really paid attention to when picking out. itâs perfect. itâs so.. you.
âwill you marry me?â
your heart almost jumps out of your chest. your eyes go wide, and suddenly theyâre burning with tears youâre not trying to stop.
did he really just say that??? did he really?
without thinking, you throw your arms around him, burying your face in his chest. âyes!â you whisper, voice shaky. âyes. yes, i will.â
ino kisses the top of your head, fingers threading through your pretty hair, the ring box still lying on the floor between you. and you just canât believe this is happening.
later, youâll put it on. later, heâll fuck you sensual and deep, murmuring my wife over and over into your neck.
so impatient already.
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Aazix!!!! thank you so much you cutie <3 loved it so much! You blessed me with your wrinkly brain đ©đ§Ą
also you are 5â 1? Iâm 5â 8

Hello!!!!! Aazix here to congratulate my wonderful and gorgeous miss alpha @takumasimp on making it to 26 years! Happy 26th birthday miss alpha. You are beautiful and so fucking amazing. I hope you have a wonderful birthday, I love you Lenaâ€ïž
RULER OF MY HEART! - T.I.
warnings: itâs a surprise >:), short and sweet like me! :D (Iâm 5â1 1/2âčïž), yes the title is an alien stage referenceđ
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Takuma leads you to your shared bedroom. You wobble slightly, tired from todayâs events.
Today was your birthday, so Takuma took you out today. First, he took you shopping. He let you spend his card on whatever you wanted.
You both spent the majority of the day at the arcade. Then Takuma treated you to a fancy dinner and let you order as much as you wanted.
Now, youâre lying down on your comfy shared queen-sized mattress as Takuma takes off your heels. Heâs kissing down the slope of your leg from your knee to the start of your ankle.
He throws your heels by the closet door and kneads the soreness out of your feet.
âDid you have fun today, baby?â Takuma whispered softly, rubbing small circles on your hip. His lips trailed against your neck, ghosting your soft skin.
âI had a great day. Thank you for a great birthday.âÂ
He chuckles against your throat. âIâm glad I could give my beautiful baby the perfect day.â
You slowly sit up, turning him over to lie on his back. Straddling him now, you trace his hairline.Â
âTakuma, can I have one more gift?â
âAnything you want.â
âFor my last gift, I want you.â
Chest against chest, hands on waist, and his dick inside of you. Pumping slowly, stretching and filling you to the brim. His cock head pressing nicely against your cervix.
âOooo, Kumaâ!â You whine so softly for him. Heâs making deep purple marks on your neck as he presses against your lower tummy with his left hand. Takuma can feel his tip if he just presses a little more.Â
âMy pretty birthday baby.â He whispers in your ear.
You whimper, feeling Takumaâs hips pick up slightly. He spreads you open, committing all of you to memory even under the soft, moonlight.
âSo fucking beautiful, so fucking lucky that youâre mine.â Again, his hips pick up speed, bending forward, taking a bouncing nipple into his mouth and flicking his tongue over it.
You cried out as he rubbed your clit from its hood. âCum when youâre ready, my baby.âÂ
Heâs switching to belly-deep strokes, bending over you with his forearms on either side of your head. Your nails dig into his back and shoulders, when you cum on him. It was thigh-trembling, back-arching, and oh sooo delicious.
He pulls out, stroking himself until he completes on your lower tummy.
You reach up and drag his face down, planting a wobbly kiss on his lips.Â
âBest birthday gift ever.â
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high sex with takuma > everything else
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missing you hours
you know that feeling when you are like someone thought of me? what? you think about me just casually? like why?? and then I think oh my godddd they thought of me <3 thats what i just had
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god in bed ! (cream pie, marathon sex, overstimulation, mirror sex)
the strongest sorcerer alive has always been oblivious to his own strengthâ when heâs playing with the zenâin kids, when he wrestled his friends, and when heâs pounding you into the mattress.
âtoruâ!â mumbled whines escape your throat as your face is pushed harder into the soft cushion below, sounds of slapping skin resonating through out the decorated room as gojo all but slams himself into your g-spot over and over again, eager to reach your womb.
âwhat do you need, doll?â he teases in a slightly mocking tone, nose tickling your nape as he lays his body on top of your back, weighing you down. âbaby, baby, donât run away from me!â he laughs with his chest as his continues pushing your already arched back into the sheets so youâre in his favourite positionâ the prone bone.
his cock prods at your cervix repeatedly until overstimulation teeters on the edge of your orgasm. before you could stop him, he snakes his fingers down to your clit where he rubs tiny, agonisingly slow circles on your bud until you become a twitching mess.
âi canât take it anymoreâŠâ whimpers softly emanate from your kiss-bruised lips while shivers wrack through your body as the umpteenth orgasm shakes you to your core.
âyou can. and you will.â satoru promises, his other free hand going up to fist your hair. pullingâ until you two are pressed together in an upright position. gosh. you look so hot in that mirror. âlook at yourself, all sweaty and wet for me⊠awww do you see me in you? your belly is protruding because of me!â
he continues to thrust his hips deep inside you, even when his tip turns red and twitching, overstimulated in your warm, tight cavern. âdonât you dare look away baby, iâll make sure you regret it.â he whispers while his fingers come to grope at your tits, squeezing your nipples in warning.
he sporadically and erratically pumps himself into you, âyou ready? you ready to take what i have for you?â he asks, right before he empties himself in you once more. white slick drips down your thighs, but without pulling out, satoru gathers his seed with his fingers before pushing it back in.
clicking his tongue, he chastises, âno wasting a single drop, princess.â your body is laden with exhaustion, but that doesnât deter him.
another thing about the strongest sorcerer alive is that he has crazy good stamina.
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chubby reader yess, just like me fr đ©
a/n; for that one anon who wanted toji and chubby!reader đ i hope this is good!!
youâre laid out all pretty on tojiâs bed, all soft thighs and chubby curves, skin flushed and bare and begging to be touched. heâs standing at the edge, big hands gripping the backs of your thighs, pushing them up so your belly folds a little, so your pussyâs on full display. he fucking loves this view. always has and always will.
âdamn, baby,â he mutters, dragging his eyes over your body hungrily. âyou know how fuckinâ good you look like this?â
your face heats up immediately, but he just grins widely. he knows youâre too flustered to speak. he leans in, lets his calloused hand rest on your tummy, thumb stroking slow right above your navel. you twitch.
âso cute when you get shy,â he hums, then grabs a handful of your plush waist and squeezes, groaning under his breath. âfuck, you donât even know what this does to me.â
he dips down and kisses your belly first, then your hip, then the crease of your thigh â heâs taking his time. worshipping every inch of you. your thighs, thick and twitching. your belly, rising and falling with each breath. the stretch marks on your hips and the way your tits spill to the sides when you arch. itâs all driving him insane.
his mouth finally finds your pussy and he groans, deep and low. itâs the best thing heâs ever tasted. he drags his tongue slow over your folds, slurping like a fucking animal. heâs got one arm hooked under your thigh, pressing it up and out so he can get in deeper, and the other hand is palming your belly again, keeping you steady while he feasts.
âmmâ fuck, this pussyâs perfect,â he mumbles, mouth sticky with your slick. âlove how you taste. love how you fuckinâ bounce when you ride my face, baby, donât get quiet now.â
your thighs are shaking, clamping around his head as he sucks on your clit, pulling these messy little whimpers out of you. and he doesnât stop. heâs eating like heâs been starved for weeks, like your cunt is the first real meal heâs had. youâre gripping the sheets, biting your lip, trying not to come too fast but itâs so much. his tongue, his voice, the way he touches you like youâre the only thing that matters..
you come hard.
your stomach is tense, thighs quaking, slick dripping down onto his tongue. and he just keeps going. licking you through it. when he finally pulls back, his lips are tugging upwards, lips shiny with your cum, and eyes dark.
âstill got more in you, yeah?â he says, stroking his cock slow, watching you catch your breath. âgonna bend this thick, pretty body over and fuck you stupid.â
and you nod, because how the fuck could you say no to that?
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gojo having your face buried in the sheets as he raw dogs you
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PLEASE ME, BABY
Youâre straddling him, bare and warm, his cock pressing against your folds, slick smearing everywhereâbut not inside. Not yet. Youâre holding out, hovering just above where heâs dying to be, watching him come undone beneath you.
âCâmon,â he pants, head tossed back, hands shaking where they grip your hips. âDonât tease me like this, baby. Iâll fucking lose it.â
âYou wanna cum inside?â you ask, voice smooth, teasing.
âFuck yes I wanna cum inside,â he groans, grinding his hips up, desperate for friction. âI need to, sweetheartâbeen thinking about it all day, I canâtâfuck. Just let me.â
You still donât move. His cock twitches against your soaked folds, and he whines.
âYou want it that bad?â you coo.
Gojoâs eyes snap open, wild and hungry and so, so gone.
âWanna fill you up,â he babbles, voice ragged. âWanna stuff you full, make you mine, fuck it so deep youâre leaking all dayâplease, baby, please, let me put a baby in you.â
You blink. âA baby?â
He moans like youâve touched heaven. âYes. Fuck yes. Wanna fuck you full of meâjust once, baby, just one little accidentâplease, let me breed this perfect little pussy.â
Heâs not even pretending to be cool anymore. His fingers are bruising your skin, his body is trembling under yours, and heâs begging.
âPlease let me cum in you. Please, let me make you a mess. Let me give you everything. Iâll be so good, I swearâjust let me feel it. Let me own it.â
You sink down an inch.
His breath catches in his throat, a strangled gasp, eyes rolling back.
âOh fuckââ
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