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motzui · 1 hour

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Thinking about big dick Chifuyu who doesn’t know how to handle the gift God has given him

You two have been in bed for what feels like hours trying to get his dick to fit inside you and it’s more of a task than either of you imagined. He’s eaten you out over and over, sucking and licking at your clit while putting three fingers inside you to try to open you up more. Though you’ve already come multiple times, it hasn’t been while he’s inside you and it’s making both of you crazy.

“Just jack me off.” He sounds defeated as he starts to move away from you. “This isn’t going to work.”

You grab him by his face and pull him back in for a kiss.

“Don’t say that. We can figure this out. We just have to try something else.” You counter.

He sighs and sinks back down on top of you.

“We’ve been trying forever. I can’t get it in.”

You distract him with a make out session while you develop a new game plan. He’s in the process of placing kisses all over your neck when you realize what you have to do.

“Chifuyu?”

“Hmm?”

His eyes meet yours and they’re dark with lust.

He needs to cum and he needs it badly.

“You just have to push it in all the way. Don’t stop until you’re deep inside me.”

His cock twitches against your thigh, and you know he wants nothing more than to tear you in half. But sweet chifuyu thinks with his head and not his cock so he’s still hesitant.

“I don’t know, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”

You've been waiting since the first time you laid eyes on him for this moment and are more than willing to do anything to make it work.

“I can take it. I promise.” You pull him in and press your lips to his again. “Just fuck me, Chifuyu.”

He’s cautious sliding back into you, and when you’re already gasping and wriggling away when he’s only a third of the way in, you feel him start to draw back.

“No! Don’t stop. I can take it, I promise!” You plead, though he’s already almost stretched you to your typical limit.

“Are you sure?” His eyebrows furrow and you notice a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead. His arms are on either side of you and the veins are threatening to burst through skin.

He’s using all his strength to hold back from slamming all the way into you.

“Yes! Just keep going.”

He nods working himself in a little deeper.

You involuntarily shriek at the sensation of being filled up and stretched more than you ever thought possible but you tell him to keep going so he does.

Soon you’re a complete mess beneath him. A moaning, screaming, watery eyed mess begging him to go deeper.

When he’s finally mostly inside you, he’s pressing kisses all over your face, brushing your hair aside, and apologizing.

“I’m sorry…fuck, I know it’s big. I’m sorry…you just feel so fucking good…”

He’s alternating between apologizing and thrusting deeper when, by some divine miracle, you open up fully for him and he slips the rest of the way into you.

Both of you are surprised and when your eyes meet his you see something has changed within him.

The sweet cautious man who was too scared to fuck you is gone and he’s been replaced with someone far more devious.

A low growl escapes him as he lowers himself so that his mouth is near your ear. He leans in close and whispers “I’m going to make this pussy mine.”

Then he lets you have all the sexual energy he’s been holding back. He’s got your legs up on his shoulders, pounding down into you while you cry out his name over and over.

The more you moan and scream his name the harder he fucks you.

“You take this big cock even better than I thought you would. Fuck- You like being used like this don’t you?”

You can barely believe THIS is the same person who was too shy to kiss you first.

Now he’s on top of you talking like he invented sex.

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motzui · 3 hours

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𝐌𝚨𝐊𝚰𝚴𝐆 𝐘𝚶𝐔 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝚰𝐑𝚻

ft. chifuyu, draken, ran, shinichiro, koko

cw: 18+ mdni, squirting, fingering, oral (f receiving), vibrator, overstimulation

a/n: i don’t know when the last time i posted was so here’s a little short something

chifuyu

he’d seen it in porn and wanted to try making you do it. the thought of it being you was so hot to him. and now he had you on the bed, two fingers buried in your pussy and his other hand toying with you clit while he laid beside you lower half. his eyes were watching you with a foreign intensity. he was putting more effort into this than ever before.

when his fingers finally reached that spot deep inside, a moan forced its way out of you. something sparked in his eyes. he continued the quick pace of his fingers, working you inside and out. the pleasure that had been steadily building inside of you erupted so suddenly. it coated his arm and the bed.

out of mild embarrassment, your hands came up to cover your face. his coco throbbed as he took in the sight of the aftermath. he started to crawl between your legs, his face level with your pussy. “do that again, baby. ‘want it on my face this time.”

draken

he’s made you squirt before. many times. and it drove him wild each and every time you did. it was so easy for him to turn you into putty in his hands, writhing beneath him.

kneeling on the bed, his thick cock threatening to split you half with each deep thrust, he ushered you towards your orgasm. his fingers dug into your hips, harsh enough to leave bruises. he his grip as leverage to reach your sweet spot. you moaned his name, a sweet sound that him driving his hips into with more vigor then before. you knew what was coming. could feel it bubbling up in your core.

you trembled with the force of your orgasm, a string of moans leaving your lips as your pleasure covered draken’s chest and abs. he shifted ti hover over you, face centimeters from your own. his breathing was heavy as he spoke, “so pretty when you cum for me.”

ran

despite what his reputation may have you believe, he’s not the most active in bed. most times, if you want something you have to work for it. he laid back on the bed, hands resting lightly on your hips and watching as you guided yourself up and down the length of cock.

you rested your hands behind you, just above his knees. the building pleasure made your arms shake under your weight, but it didn’t matter with your orgasm so close to your reach. your pussy squeezed around him and he gave you a mischievous grin. he drew lazy circles over your clit, the most he’d give you tonight.

it didn’t take much after the added touch to have your orgasm washing over you. ran gave a single sharp thrust as you collapsed onto his chest. “always so desperate to get yourself off on my cock. look at the mess you’ve made.”

shinichiro

he was a virgin when you first met. all of his experience came second-hand. but those once sloppy techniques only got better the longer he was with you. his tongue diving onto your soaking pussy, licking long and slow stripes through your folds.

he held you firmly to his face, tongue working you with fervor as he nose nuzzled your clit. your thighs squeezed around his head, fingers tugging at his hair. he groaned into you, the reverberation making your toes curl. you began squirm under him as that foreign began to build up.

his grip tightened, keeping you firmly in place. he wanted to taste everything. and he did. it was rare that he’d make you squirt, but every time he did, he wanted every drop on his tongue. his gaze was heavy as he looked up at you from between your legs. “so fuckin’ hot, baby.”

koko

he was up to his neck in paperwork and you were desperate for his attention. pestering him nonstop until he relented and sat you on his lap with your legs spread. lucky for you he was always good at multitasking. or maybe, unlucky you.

with one hand working, the other held a vibrator to your clit. despite all your mewls and squirming, his hand never budged. your clit ached with the stimulation, having already cum twice and another orgasm budding already as the last one died. you begged him to give you a rest, but your pleas fell on deaf ears.

your orgasm burst out of you with a cry, spraying his working hand the papers on the desk. he clicked his tongue, standing and bending you over his desk. “look,” he said, pushing your face into the wet papers, “you’ve ruined my work.”

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motzui · 3 hours

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𝖙𝖔𝖐𝖞𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘 + 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚

FEATURING !! hanagaki takemichi, sano "mikey" manjiro, ryuguji "draken" ken

all are f!reader and contain elements of exhibitionism. please read the individual warnings for each character!

𝟏𝟖+ 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 (𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈)

𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖎

WARNINGS !! cheating, strong language, ffm threesome (feat. hinata), p-in-v penetration, fingering

When Hinata caught her boyfriend buried balls-deep inside your slit, the last thing you expected was to feel aroused... but 'aroused' was an understatement. Your pussy throbbed with the knowledge that, despite being the 'other woman,' Takemichi was so drunk on your slick walls that he couldn't stop even to apologize to his girlfriend. "F-fuck, she feels so good... just lemme finish, baby," Takemichi begged, looking at Hinata with pleading eyes as he filled you from behind. "Lemme finish and then we can talk." You expected her to react in anger, or even jealousy; after all, if it had been you, you would have given Takemichi the slap he deserved for this. Instead, Hinata began to unbutton her blouse with a smirk. "W-What are you doing?" you stammered, your cheeks burning with embarrassment. "What does it look like I'm doing, Y/n?" Hinata replied coyly. "I'm joining you." In nothing but her bra and panties, Hinata lay beneath you as Takemichi fucked you doggy-style. She spread your labia and giggled, rubbing you with two fingers. "She's so wet for you, Takemichi. How cute."

𝖒𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖞

WARNINGS !! strong language, fingering, oral

The tension had been building since Mikey moved in, but this morning had been the last straw. When he put his hand on your waist and reached around you to get to the orange juice, you could feel his cock throbbing against your back. By the time you remembered that your ex was supposed to stop by to pick up his old things, it was too late: you were already pressed up against the refrigerator, your new roommate kneeling between your legs. The locks in the door shifted audibly as you let out a moan of pleasure. "Shit, shit, shit!" you swore. You tried to push Mikey's head away, but he resisted with a sly chuckle. Rather than pull back, Mikey curled two fingers inside of you, stroking your g-spot in a tantalizing rhythm. As the door swung open, your ex made eye contact with you, Mikey's fingers knuckle-deep inside your swollen cunt. "What the hell is this?!" your ex shouted. Mikey fingered you harder and faster as he came up for air, lips plump and red with your juices. He grinned at your ex over his shoulder, possessive claws digging into your thigh. "Would you mind getting the door on your way out?"

𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖓

WARNINGS !! strong language, p-in-v penetration, choking, praise, volunteering to share you with mikey

Draken had spread your thighs apart in a deep mating press, rolling his hips into yours in a melodic rhythm. "Fuck, Y/n, look at how well you take it," he murmured, brushing his lips against your ear. "Your walls are practically sucking me in." You were entranced, moaning and babbling nonsense, until the door to his roommate's bedroom swung open. You hadn't known anybody was home, or you never would've been caught dead out in the open like this... yet even as your stomach churned with embarrassment, you had to admit you liked the way the shorter blond man stopped and stared. "You like what you see, Mikey?" Draken taunted his friend, reaching down to wrap his long fingers around your throat. He grinned when you let out a cry of pleasure, satisfied with your display. "She's behaving so well for me," Draken cooed, looking down at you fondly. "Maybe if you're good, I'll let him have a turn with you... would you like that, sweetheart?"

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motzui · 4 hours

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Mikey is the type of boyfriend to take a bite of your food and say "boyfriend tax"

and it's like THATS how you find out he wants to be your boyfriend. It hadn't been labelled yet but he just said it so casually and ur heart would beat fast. But he acted like it was all casual. Like he was always your boyfriend, like it was a given.

And you were afraid of mislabelling a relationship and caring more ab a person than they cared ab you.

You didn't wanna misplace your importance in their life.

But he said it and it wasn't a grand gesture or flowy hair in the wind. It was just fact.

And when you started taking bites of his food and saying it back like he did....his heart would warm. Because it was natural for him to be yours, no questions asked. He was very lucky you were his.

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motzui · 12 hours

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THINGS MIKEY SAYS IN BED

a/n: never written for tokyo revengers before. so this was nice ..

“put my hair up f’me.”

“you’ve got to hold it .. hold it f’ me princess.”

“so good, y-you feel so fuckin’ good.”

“hold your legs up f’me,”

“you want me to hold you? cmere..”

“f-fuck .. don’t do that ..”

“stick your tongue out,”

“hey— i told you hands at your sides.”

“then lay back so i can make you cum. y’ want that .. don’t you princess?”

“y’so needy tonight .. what’s wrong?”

“look back at me, just let me see your face.”

“i just .. just want one taste. lift your skirt up.”

“one or two fingers?”

“m’sorry pretty .. i’ll be more gentle.”

“can i .. i-inside? shittt.”

“open your mouth and show me you swallowed it,”

“why not? you used these toys to play with my pussy, why can’t i use them too?”

“yeah? gonna cum on my fingers?”

“am i pressing against that spot?”

“i’m right here, feel it?”

“put your hands back in my hair,”

“dirty fuckin’ girl .. askin me to choke you. you’re a sick fuck,”

bonus smut :) 18+ only

“m-mikey .. i’m close,” you whimper softly, fingers trembling as your blonde boyfriend continues his assault on your beyond overstimulated cunt, which was sopping wet from the previous two orgasms he’d given you.

your lips part cutely as he eats your pussy like it’s an art, lips gently licking at suckling up every bit of slick your cunt had to offer him.

when your hands fall to your sides, mikey stops his feasting. looking up at you as he squeezes your thighs gently, your heart thrums in your chest as mikey places as kiss to your parted legs before speaking again.

“put your hands back in my hair ..” he grunts, actually waiting for you to comply with his demands before his tongue darts out, flicking at your clit in quick motions. your entire body trembles as mikey adds a finger to the mix, slipping it almost too easily through your folds.

it glides in, curling as soon as it gets deeper into your spongey walls. you clench around him so tightly, pussy growing wetter when he finally moves his finger in and out of you.

the pleasure has your stomach lurching as it fills up with a tingly feeling. you look down through your blurred vision to see mikey’s eyes are closed now .. happily shut in bliss as he eats your pretty cunt out.

“cumming! mikey—” mikey’s eyes snap open at your words, hands pushing your legs open impossibly wider, pressing his fingers against that mushy spot that has your body keening. you brown eyes go crossed as you finally squirt .. releasing a spurt of clear liquid into your boyfriends greedy mouth.

he doesn’t stop either, strong hands holding you down as he overstimulated you through your orgasm .. sucking at your clit now in an effort to get you to squirt for him again.

“mikey! i can’t..” your breath is harsh as the words come out hushed and weak, heart thrumming in your chest as your boyfriend finally pulls away when you begin violently jerking from the pleasure, body going rigid as you cum again. his lips smiling, shiny and slick from your cum.

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in a world of boys, he's a gentleman.

synopsis: the tr boys and the gentlemanly things i think they'd do.

warnings: none

characters: mitsuya, chifuyu, baji

(shinichiro, mikey, izana version)

mitsuya: the sidewalk rule.

“did you have a nice time?” mitsuya asks as the two of you walk home, mitsuya suggests taking his motorbike at the start of your date but you convince him to walk seeing as the weather was nice and you wore your comfiest shoes.

the venue for your date wasn’t much of a distance and the both of you found yourselves chatting in idle conversation.

now that the date was over, and it was now nighttime, he was walking you back home with the promise of a homemade dinner (which you were looking forward to.)

“of course i did, taka! it was with you, after all.” you winked, mitsuya laughs, cheeks flushing a light shade of red as he guides you towards the roads.

“i loved how we tried that, i never would’ve thought we’d try it.” you say, recalling the events of your date. your hand was intertwined with his as you swung it between the both of you. mitsuya looks at you with a fond expression as your eyes light up every time you remember a tiny detail about the event that happened a while ago.

“i especially loved it when–” mitsuya lets you ramble, slowing his pace down once the both of you are approaching the busy streets, he places a gentle hand on your waist, not interrupting your ramblings as he switches your positions. you, now being inside the sidewalk and him being on the left, ensuring that you were on the safe side.

“do you think we can do it again?” you asked, not even noticing that mitsuya switches your positions as you were too caught up in your talk.

mitsuya huffs out a laugh, a smile overtaking his features as he raises one of your hands to his lips.

“whatever you want, love.”

chifuyu: taking care of you when sick.

you: i’m sorry, baby :(((( i don’t think i can go on the date today, i think i caught something, can we reschedule?

that was the last thing you sent on your phone before you groaned at the bluelight from your phone.

you didn’t even wait for his response as you placed it beside your pillow, you lied back on the bed, hating the way your head pounded and how your body hurt.

your head was running hot, you were in a cold sweat, but your body felt so heavy that you couldn’t even move if you wanted to.

closing your eyes, you forced yourself to fall asleep, silently hoping that by the time you wake up, the pain would minimize even by just a little.

you wake up to the feeling of someone’s cold but comforting hand on your forehead. you jolt slightly at the feeling before hissing at the lights that greeted your eyes.

“oh, shit. right.” you hear him mutter to himself before he turns off the lights, letting the natural sunlight illuminate the room.

“are you feeling better?” he asks you. “chifuyu?” you answer, unsure.he laughs before he gives his confirmation.

“baby, raise your head a little.” you comply with some struggle which he immediately helped you after seeing so. he props another pillow and places a cold rag on your forehead. you sighed softly at the temporary relief you felt.

“chifuyu, baby. you’re gonna get sick, i’ll be fine on my own.” you say as you drank the medicine he held in his hands. he clicks his tongue before glaring at you.

“my baby needs me and you don’t want me to take care of you?” chifuyu tuts, before he gets in bed with you, holding your hand.

“i’ll even come in a hazmat suit just to take care of you,” your boyfriend dramatizes,

“so go and rest. i’ll be here when you wake up, baby.” chifuyu assures you as he notices your eyes drooping in to a close.

“get well, my baby. i love you very much.”

baji: holding your hand through a crowd.

“kei, do we really have to go?” you asked as you finished getting ready. baji raised a brow at you in response.

“weren’t you the one excited for it in the first place?” you purse your lips, thinking of a response.

“well… yeah, but–” “but nothing. i’ve already cleared up my schedule and you weren’t shutting up about this thing you had so we’re going.” you pout, ensuring that he wouldn’t see it because he’d comment on it.

you sighed, getting ready. your boyfriend had a point. this was your idea. but people change, right? it’s valid that you wanted out because you had a sudden spike of laziness. but that didn’t seem to deter your boyfriend as he pushes you to get ready.

“kei...” you say under your breath as you realize the amount of people that were by the venue. saying it was packed would be an understatement because you honestly felt that there was a risk of that place being a stampede with the amount of people that were going. (not really, you were exaggerating but that was what it felt like.)

“okay, we’ve seen it. we can go now.” you say trying to pull the sleeve of baji’s top, baji gave you an unimpressed look.

“has it ever dropped by your pretty head that i want to see what this place is all about too?” you purse your lips before baji realizes that you were looking at the crowd warily.

“yeah, but i didn’t know there’d be so many people, kei. let’s just watch a livestre–” you felt baji’s hand intertwine with yours as he pulled you flushed to his side.

“i’ve got you, okay? you’re fine.” baji gruffly said as he pulled you towards the crowd. his hand on yours keeping you grounded.

“no one’s taking you away from me, pretty thing.”

baji tag: @kakujis

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motzui · 1 day

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his resting baby angel ♡

synopsis: how i think the tokrev boys would react to you being asleep.

characters: mikey, chifuyu, mitsuya, sanzu, kakucho, izana, ran, rindou, hanma, kisaki

note/s: wow,,, okay,, i think i overestimated myself with this so i feel like i didn’t i repeated a few scenes buT THAT ISN’T THE POINT OKAY !!! anw, watch me crawl up my blanket because i spent three hours on this, also... new writing style, lmk what you think! special tag for @manjjiros bc kisaki 🫶(kakucho tag for @kakujis )

mikey opens the door with the wood hitting the wall loudly, he was smiling from ear to ear, wanting to share what happened to his day, his gang had beaten up another and toman has effectively gained new members due to that incident and he couldn’t wait to gloat, but he stops in his tracks as he sees your form cuddled up against a plushie almost as tall as him (he’s very offended). he pouts as he climbs up the bed and carelessly opens your arms that were holding the plush animal. in such a deep sleep, you didn’t wake up and mikey pulled your form closer to his. his hand manipulating your arm and leg so that it wraps around him the same way that you wrapped around the plushie. with a quick kiss to your lips, he pouts. “i’m a much better cuddle buddy than that plush, you know?” he whines softly to your unconscious form as he lulls himself to sleep with the sound of your beating heart.

home dates were chifuyu were always a fun activity to do, seeing as you and him don’t have the money to spend on extravagant dates on a daily basis. your hangouts consisted of you on his bed, or on top of him, in his bed– not in a sexual way, usually with you on his back as he lies chest down on the bed, you served as his personal weighted blanket and he served as your mattress. the both of you were catching up on the latest chapters of the books or mangas that you read before you felt a wave of sleepiness overtake you, the atmosphere in the room was comforting and you couldn’t help but let out a soundless yawn. chifuyu takes no notice and continues reading his manga for a few minutes before he finds himself getting hungry. “baby, you want to get delivery?” receiving no response, he feels your chest take in deep, slow breaths and he chuckles to himself as he realizes you dozed right on top of him. chifuyu picks up his manga and turns to another page as he lets you take your rest. “we’re so getting yakisoba when you wake up, you can’t complain. you’re asleep <3”

with a sigh, mitsuya pushes the door to their apartment building open. he just had about a rough day, having to pry away baji from causing unnecessary commotion, having to ensure that toman’s uniforms were still in top shape (because he’d be pissed off for an entire week if he had to ask his sewing club members to patch up uniforms again) he was quiet for a moment, basking in the few seconds of silence he has before he has to accommodate his younger sisters’ woes and tantrums, but he was pleasantly surprised as he hear no signs of any noise, that pleasant feeling turned into paranoia as he immediately darts to their room, thinking the worst. he heaves out a sigh of relief as he sees you in the middle of mana and luna, sound asleep with your arms protectively wrapped around the younger mitsuyas. mitsuya smiles at the scene and takes a photo, making it into his lockscreen before he adjusts the blanket that covers the three of you. “‘m really lucky to have you, you know?” he whispers to your unconscious state as he presses a soft yet sincere kiss on your forehead.

“are you sure you ain’t bored yet, sweetheart?” sanzu asks as he writes down his signature on the document he possessed. you shook your head no as you scrolled through your phone, you assured him that you were fine with it as you settled more comfortably on his lap. sanzu knew that he wanted to spend time with you, but with the amount of paperwork that piled up while he was away, he knew had to finish them but he couldn’t just say no to you when you asked to spend time with him so this was him killing two birds with one stone. sanzu doesn’t know how long he was focused on his paperwork, his one hand on your back motioning soothing circles on your back and his other scribbling away on his work. but he stops in his tracks once he hears a soft snore escape your lips, twin scars twitch upwards as he presses a peck on your cheek, nuzzling your head deeper into his neck, “‘’re always so cute, sweetheart. rest well.”

the movie was boring. kakucho seems to think so as his heterochromatic eyes were lidded as he tries to focus on the movie the both of you were watching. it wasn’t as if kakucho wasn’t interested at all, trust him, he tried being engaged to the film that you suggested, at the get go, it sounded like something that he would just scroll past as he browses for shows to watched but you just seemed so excited and how could he ever say no to you? so he keeps his eyes trained to the tv and his arm wrapped around you as your body was sagged at his side, using him as a pillow. the scenes of the movie were getting more and more interesting until it reached a point that it made him chuckle for a bit, his head turns to the side as he watches for your reaction, only to see you with your eyes closed, mouth dropped as you dozed off, kakucho could see a trail of drool forming on the side of your face and getting on his hoodie but he only looks at you fondly as he wipes it away and situates you into a better position, continuing to watch the show. “you know, this show isn’t as bad as i thought.” he says as he continues watching, giving you swift pecks every now and then.

when you mention your inability to sleep to your boyfriend, izana immediately picks you up and drives you to his favorite spot at three am, izana ensures your comfort as he lets you use his coat as a pillow. the two of you stared at the night sky and before you knew it, izana told you all about how he and kakucho used to stare at the sky and count snowflakes, seeing as no snow was falling as it wasn’t anywhere near christmas, you suggested counting stars and izana chuckles as he mentally counts with you. by the thirtieth star, he can hear your voice grow softer and softer, izana scoffed with a smile on his face as he realizes you fell asleep in his presence. “go and sleep, mahal. no one’s going to hurt you, not while i’m here.” his comforting voice lulls you to sleep and you find yourself in the arms of your king as he continues counting the stars on your behalf.

it wasn’t like ran to come home late, but seeing as a couple of hoodlums decided that he was an easy target because he was alone, he knew he had to teach them a lesson because he can’t have weak hoodlums thinking that they can outtake haitani ran. he comes home later that night, you were immediately doting on him, asking him what happened, if he’s severely injured, or if he’s eaten, he waves all your questions with his answers as he cleans himself before he joins you to bed. “doll, what time do i wake you up tomorrow?” receiving no response, he peeks his head out of the bathroom to look at you. ran lets out a scoff as an annoyed expression overtakes his features, he finishes up quickly before he pulls you into his arms, huffing under his breath. “no fair. you should’ve waited for me.” he breathes softly into your neck as he inhales your scent, closing his eyes and chasing the feeling of sleep with you in his arms.

when rindou called you up to hang out, you were not expecting him to just have you on display as he does his workout, with his fucking earphones on. so really, what was the point of you being there? “just twenty more minutes, babe. just have to finish this set up.” rindou says as he answers your question when you asked how long until he’s done. you sighed as you try to lie down comfortably on the bench press, it smelt slightly of sweat but the scent of his body wash overtakes the smell so it didn’t seem as gross, you draped your arm across your eyes, covering the light that was directly under you as you mentally counted the seconds of twenty minutes. you weren’t aware that you even fell asleep until you woke up to rindou squatting down and standing back up with you in his arms, motherfucker was using you as a dumbbell.

to say that hanma unknowingly drags you into the havoc known as his life would be an understatement. if you were to count the amount of times you had to standby and watch as hanma body slams a hoodlum who attempted to touch you while you were with him, you’d count to four, which isn’t a lot but it was weird it happened four times. the two of you were walking home from a date when a delinquent attempted to beat hanma up, “hey dollface, go sit by the bench, this wouldn't take long.” you roll your eyes as you heed his words, not wanting to waste more time as you were full and kind of tired. you sat on the bench, leaning your head over the backrest as you watched the fight with droopy eyes and an unimpressed look on your face. “dollface! did you see what i did? did you see how i pummeled him to the– oh.” hanma smiles giddily at the sight of you asleep, he wordlessly carries you on his back as he walks the way home. “that fight was boring. i would’ve fallen asleep too.”

you piled up the last of kisaki’s paperwork and looked at him with a tired expression. “can we go now?” you asked as you settled on the couch with his coat wrapped around you. “i still have some paperwork to do.” kisaki answers as he takes a new stack and pushes his glasses up. the groan you let out almost made him want to chuckle but he held his laughter as you unconsciously pouted and made yourself smaller with his suit jacket. the pinstripe pattern complimenting your figure and he finds himself biting his lip discreetly. he sighs as you pull out your phone, set on ignoring him as punishment for bringing you in the office and allowing yourself to be bored. kisaki dives into his paperwork, not noticing how hours flew by. “do you want to use my card to buy yourself something pretty, doll?” kisaki asks, not looking up. receiving no response, he looked up and couldn’t help the grin that invaded his features as he sees you softly snoring at his couch. he went over to you, adjusting the makeshift blanket and pillow on your head before he looks at you with a gaze that he’d rather be caught dead than be caught with it. “you have no idea how much you mean to me, dove.” before he kisses your forehead and goes back to signing his name on the documents.

note/s: wow rhy's borders are working overtime today tysm rhy for the borders if you ever see this ily

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Mikey dating hcs!

I literally just wanted to write this short drabble of what it would be like to date Mikey.

Enjoy <3

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Mikey does small things for you that really make you kick your feet and giggle.

If you’re not scared of his motorcycle you’ll be begging him to let you drive it. Stealing his keys after Toman meetings, racing to his bike and he’s chasing you to try to get there first, then you’ll just convince him to let you drive it

I think this is the cutest thing ever, if you’re siting together quietly and just chilling with him, he’ll take your hand and just start cracking your knuckles. Even your thumb and when you flinch he just nods but he keeps going LMAO

Lets you play with his hair

His kisses are so so SO good and he’s the best cuddler if that’s even a word?

Snuggly cutie patootie

When he’s jealous he’ll just stare daggers at the person he’s jealous of and take you away, or kissing you, smirking at whoever he was jealous of.

You guys share earplugs together

Late night bike rides ofc

You guys take walks, deep talking. He loves that stuff.

You bet he probably only has Pinterest just so he could look at your boards and see what you like.

Buys you gifts based on your boards or Amazon lists.

I think his love languages are gift giving, physical touch, and words of affirmation. Like he definitely buys you gifts that he heard you say that you wanted. He’s just attentive like that😍

If you like cats and you want one, he definitely goes to Baji’s pet store and buys you guys two cats. Has beef with them when they’re too close to you.

If you have plushies I’m your room, he punches them and raises his middle finger to them when you’re not there.

7/11 slurpy dates

That’s all I can think on top of my head for now but let me know if you guys want more!

The sneak peak I posted yesterday is coming soon I just need to finish it. I hope you guys will like it.

I wish Mikey was real.😖

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hq | how they jack off

with kuroo, bokuto, oikawa, iwaizumi, saeko, and kageyama.

summary: hq characters and their masturbation habits

warnings: NSFW content, fem!reader, male and female masturbation, mentions of rough sex, mentions of oral sex (male and female receiving), phone sex, anal play, bruising, light dom/sub dynamics here and there, many many mentions of tits and ass, mention of fingering

A/N - i rewatched haikyuu and these fuckers starting screwing around in my brain again like they owned the place so here’s what came of that. happy reading, expect more of this crap soon lmao

Kuroo Tetsurō

filthy with it

needs his hand slick—with lube, lotion, spit. whatever’s closest.

he’s rough. rubs himself ragged and sweats through his sheets

grunts and groans, mutters your name here and there

usually goes multiple rounds

That’s it—fuck, baby,” Kuroo rasped, pumping his length in his cum-coated fingers. He’d already finished twice to the thought of his cock in your pretty mouth.

His sheets were damp beneath him and the salty tang of sweat clouded the air, but he didn’t give a damn. All he could think about was you. Your deft hands. Your lips, slick with drool. Your glassy eyes staring up at him as he fucked his cockhead down your throat. He groaned at the image, tightening his sticky fingers around his shaft.

“Like that,” he muttered, wishing it was really you. Because despite the lewd glide of his palm, the puddles of cum crusting on his abdomen, this was nowhere as obscene as the real thing: your wanton whines and moans, the filthy sound of skin slapping skin. God, he wanted to mess you up—make you feel just as dirty as he felt right now. No matter how many times he’d already seen it, he craved to watch you fall apart beneath him again.

Bokuto Kōtarō

desperate

god, bokuto doesn’t even like masturbating—the feeling’s nowhere near what it’s like to be with you

but when bokuto needs it, he needs it bad

he’s loud: gasping moans and vulgar, noisy thrusts into his palm

fists his sheets as if he’s grabbing at your skin

He hated that he was doing it—it felt wrong, felt like betrayal. He didn’t want anyone but you to make him feel good. Fuck, it wasn’t like his hand felt nearly as good as the tight grip of your cunt anyways.

But he couldn’t help it, could he? Not after he’d seen that cute little selfie you sent him.

He whined, squeezing his cock in one hand and his phone in the other as he stared at picture—at your soft, pretty smile and flushed cheeks, and lower…the white tank you’d chosen to wear for the day’s heat. It was just slightly damp at the collar; beads of sweat pooled in the hollow of your throat. He’d twitched in his pants when he caught that, images of you slick and sweaty beneath him clouding his mind. “Darlin’,” he moaned when he noticed the way the shirt hugged your tits. Shit, he wanted—no, needed that body in his hands, that body he called absolutely perfect no matter how much you disagreed. His fingers slid up and down his shaft, faster and faster, as he squeezed his eyes shut and imagined bucking up into you. He wanted those perky tits bouncing in front of his face, your needy whines filling his ears, your grabby hands winding their way into his hair—

“Fuck,” he breathed, halting his motions and staring at the phone in his hand. He had an idea.

And before he knew it, Bokuto was hitting the Video Call button and positioning himself in front of the camera.

Oikawa Tōru

usually a bitchy top, oikawa gets so subby when you’re not around

he knows you like being tossed around, so he’s always given you that—happily so

but tōru’s never met your dominant side, the one that’d love to replace the desperate fingers he’s got in his ass with a nice, meaty strap-on

or ride his cock till he was begging you to stop

so he keeps those fantasies a secret for now.

but, oh, he’s a slutty mfer. edges himself and whines your name. dirty talks into his pillow like he’s being filmed

“Please—please, baby, wanna cum—fuck, please let me cum—”

On his elbows and knees, Oikawa shoved his face into the mattress, bucking his hips into his hand. Drool dribbled from his parted lips as he fucked his fist, imagining it was you. His back arched beautifully—if you were there, you’d have a perfect view of the little buttplug in his ass.

“Need…you,” he whimpered, wiping the drool with his other hand. “Need that cunt—please.” God, he sounded like a bitch. He wanted you to say so, to degrade him like the whore he knew he was. “Aw, Tōru. You’re a dirty thing, aren’t you.” He keened, imagining that kind of filth tumble from your rosy lips. And, burying his face back into his sheets, Oikawa came.

Iwaizumi Hajime

big BURLY man but he looks so pretty spread out on his couch, thick cock in hand

usually ends up doing it after working out; the testosterone’s flowing and all that

a groaner. dark and low, iwa growls your name

flips through dirty pics of you on his phone while doing it

uses spit as lube. he’s a frugal man—doesn’t like spending money on something nice when something shitty does the job

spit’s quicker anyway. he’s eager when he needs release.

It was all he could think of the minute he got home from the gym: your pert little ass in front of him as he pounded into you from behind. God, he was pervy. He was disgusting for wanting you like this, every goddamn time after a good lift.

But, fucking hell. He needed to cum.

Dumping his bag on the floor, yanking out his phone, Iwa slumped down onto the couch—not even making it to his bedroom. In seconds, his cock was in his hand and his phone was open to the photos you’d taken the last time you fucked. You: in doggy, his seed smeared across your asscheeks and leaking from your hole. His handprints and his hickies all over your skin.

“Pretty girl,” Iwa snarled, tilting his head back and thumbing the precum dribbling from his tip. He spat obscenely in one hand, grasping his shaft and pumping it up and down, up and down, nice and slow.

“That’s it, babygirl,” he groaned, seeing your bare skin behind squeezed-shut eyes, envisioning himself groping your flesh. “Take it—fuck—take it all.”

Tanaka Saeko

fuck me up mama

LOUD by nature—she’s grunty and whiny, she groans and she gasps.

buries her face in her pillowcase to keep it quiet

used to invest generously in lube, but fuck, she doesn’t need it anymore. she gets wet enough at the thought of you: slick and pliant beneath her

sends you dirty audio recordings sometimes, of herself saying all the scummy, kinky things she knows get you going

“Oh, darling I wanna taste that cunt again,” Saeko growled into her phone, hoping the mic picked up the lewd sound of her fingers at work in the gaps between the words. She was going at it—slipping them in and out, rubbing her puffy clit, whining at the feeling.

“Fuck, I miss you,” she panted, “Miss havin’ you on my tongue.” She was babbling now—groaning nonsense about all the filthy things she wanted to do to you. “Wanna leave my mark all over you, sweet girl—hickies on your thighs, on those tits—fuck.”

She whimpered, the image of your perfect breasts swimming behind her eyes. She remembered the last time you’d been intimate together: the dark, red and purple splotches she’d left all over your chest, your neck, your waist. Saeko knew they wouldn’t have faded yet. You were still walking around, marred with the evidence of her. She clenched around her fingers at the thought. “God, wanna…ruin you, babe,” she whined, picking up her pace. “Need everyone to know…you’re mine.”

Kageyama Tobio

ashamed of the act. does it in the shower to feel less gross

since meeting you, kageyama’s far better about communicating his needs: sexual or otherwise. but years of repression are hard to unlearn, and he reverts to his old ways sometimes. his masturbation habits are a prime example of this

he’s terrified of asking you for too much. it feels wrong to want you as much as he does—as often as he does. he’s convinced you’ll think him perverted if he admits to it

so he settles for fixing his problems himself, under warm water and in clench-jawed silence

bites down on a knuckle to keep his sounds at bay, but…sometimes?

sometimes, he whimpers.

The water was tepid, but liquid heat was bleeding through Kageyama’s veins. He squeezed his length in one soapy hand, gliding his fingers up and down . His other hand was clasped prettily over his mouth.

Because he couldn’t let you hear him.

You were right outside the bathroom—stretched out lazily on his bed, reading something on your computer. God, you hadn’t been trying to seduce him, he knew that. But seeing you in those plush little lounge shorts, in that tight, worn t-shirt that hugged your braless tits…oh, fuck. He’d mumbled something about needing to shower and then ran the hell out of there.

And now: he felt so depraved. Sudsy water streamed down his tense muscles as he worked his cock, rutting his hips into his hand. He shouldn’t want you like this; you were clever and soft and you deserved more than the vulgar way he kept groaning your name. “Baby,” he whined softly, envisioning the gentle curve of your breasts in that godforsaken shirt. He wanted to tear the damn thing off you, grab each tit in his hands, tweak your pert nipples, and bury his face right in between—

“Fuck,” he mewled. Loudly.

“Tobio?” your voice called from the other room.

Shit, Kageyama thought. Shit, shit, shit. But it was fine, right? You were locked out of the bathroom. You couldn’t see him like this.

But then, in horror, Kageyama watched the doorknob turn. His blood ran cold as he realized: he’d forgotten to lock the door.

thank you so much for reading!

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“𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍’ 𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 !”

—how the jjk men punish you

ft. gojo, geto, choso, toji, nanami, sukuna

cw: smut, overstimulation, choking, recording, degradation, praise, spanking, edging, toy use, mommy kink, daddy kink, squirting, crying, double penetration

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 ✮

Gojo’s a pleasure giver. But he can’t help it if pleasure turns to pain. So when you make him real mad, what else to do but to fuck you till you’re crying. Shaking, begging him to give you a break. Pulling orgasm after orgasm out of your aching cunt with no remorse.

“P-pleasee Sat-oruuu, ‘m sorry-yy.” you cried with a hiccup. “I can’t t-take it. ‘M close again and i-it hurts.”

“It’s all your fault baby. Couldn’t just be a good girl f’ me now could you?” Landing a harsh slap to your overly sensitive clit making you mewl loudly.

You were a mess. Your cheeks stained black from the running of your mascara. The sides of your swollen red lips filled with drool at your constant cries.

A choked scream escaped your lips when Gojo reached down to rub your clit. Your hands flying to his wrist in an attempt to pull his hand away. “Toruuu— uh uh, ‘s too s-sensitive,” you sobbed. Your boyfriend scowling as his other hand wrapped tightly around your throat.

“Unless you want your punishment to be worse, you better behave.” he growled out into your ear. You whimpered as you let go of him, the pace of his thrusts speeding up along with the movement of his fingers. “There we go, good girl.” he cooed.

The coil in your stomach was painfully ready to snap. Your eyes rolling back for what felt like the millionth time and your sobs becoming one with your moans as your body shook. Your pussy clenched down hard on his cock as you squirted, Gojo’s hand rubbing messily at the wetness between your folds.

Gojo laughed darkly, “Seven outa seven times you’ve squirted huh, three more to go and i’m at a new high score.” Lifting you onto your hands and knees despite your tear filled whines of ‘no more.’

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 ✮

Geto’s pretty mean sometimes. When he gets mad he loves to humiliate you. Fucking your throat with a camera in your face, calling you the most degrading names. Then making you watch it when you’re done and threatening to make it public if you ever disobey him again.

“Say hi to the camera slut. Tell them how much of a stupid fucking girl you’ve been,”

You only whine in response, your eyes welling with tears as Geto pushed your head further down on his cock. A loud gag sounding from your throat as your nose pressed against his pubic region, your nails digging into his thighs as you ran out of oxygen.

You let out a gasp for air when Geto roughly pulls your face back up, the camera zoomed into your spit coated chin, your flushed cheeks, and your glassy eyes. His palm landing on your cheek in a hard slap with the sinister tilt of his head. “ Ready to tell them why you’re here like this?”

You hiccuped, biting your lip at the sting flowing through your face. “‘M a bad girl who doesn’t obey instructions.” you whimpered, looking up through wet lashes as Geto smirked down at you. “And ‘s my fault ‘m getting punished.”

“Good girl.” Going back to fucking into your parted lips, his tip hitting the back of your throat as he brought himself to release. Pulling you off of him and spilling his cum all over your face. “Now smile for the camera.”

And you did as told, giving the camera a small smile as the thick white substance dripped onto your exposed chest.

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 ✮

Spanks you till your ass is red. Making you count each one and starting again every time you pulled away or reached back to grab his wrists.

“Fort-yy,” you cried, your ass sore as your boyfriend soothed his hands into your flesh. A smile on his face as he nodded in approval. “You did well.”

Then to “reward” you he’s stuffing his cock into you, fucking you sweet and slow till you’re moaning his name. Your head falling back at the feeling of his fingers on your clit.

He fucks you just how he knew you liked it. Until your moans were getting louder and your legs started to tremble. “Ahh— Kentoo, ‘m close,”

Only to smirk down at you when he kissed down your neck, stilling his movements and pulling out of you as you clenched round nothing.

“Sorry sweetheart, bad girls don’t get forgiven that easily.” Walking away from you and leaving you whining with need. Your poor cunt in desperate need of a release.

Nanami’s expression doesn’t change when you beg him to finish the job. Sitting down and sipping his coffee as you attempted to rut your clit against his thigh. “K-kentoo please.”

“If you make yourself cum you get forty more.” he warned, watching as you whimpered pleadingly up at him. Your lips forming into a pout when he ignored you “You’re s-so mean.”

“Should’ve thought about that before you disobeyed me.”

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 ✮

Toji’s even meaner side comes out when he’s angry, and he loves making you cum till you pass out. But not with his cock.

He leaves you tied to his bed, a gag in your mouth and your hands and legs bound to each corner of its frame. A vibrator strapped to your sensitive clit with a smaller one in you against your g spot.

“W-wait daddy don’t go— pl-ease don’t leave me like this.” you cried, the older man only smiling before gagging you again, waving goodbye before exiting the house.

The toys pulling orgasm after orgasm out of your poor body, your chin covered in your spit and tears. You couldn’t even feel your legs as they trembled, muffled screams falling past your lips as your pussy gushed onto the bed, again.

Your body spasmed, eyes shut tight as you attempted to pull your hips away from the vibrations on your clit. A defeated sob sounding in your throat when you were stopped by your restraints.

At least two hours went by, and your entire body was numb, your eyes struggling to stay open and your breathing heavy as you continued to swallow your tears.

When Toji gets home you’re already gone, the sheets underneath you soaked as you lay limp in the position he left you. Your legs still quivering with your wetness flowing uncontrollably out of your red, swollen cunt.

Toji smirked to himself, that should have taught you a lesson.

𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 ✮

When you make Sukuna mad, he stuffs you full past your limit. “Kuna— don’t think it can fit. ‘S too much.”

“You better fucking take it. Since you wanna be so bad, i’ll make it fit.” Bullying both his cocks into your tight cunt, stretching you wide as he bottomed out in you.

You sobbed loudly, nails digging into his arms as you adjusted around his thick girth. Your head fuzzy and your tears not stopping as he chuckled darkly into your ear. “There you go.”

His hand reaching to wrap around your neck as he forced you to take him deep, your lips parted in silent choked mewls at the fullness. You’re letting out loud cries when he started bouncing you on him, his grin never falling as he thrusted up. Groaning deeply at how hard you tightened down on him.

When you get used to the sting you’re a moaning mess, your head thrown back as you filled the room with your noise. Legs trembling as Sukuna’s cocks both rubbed against your gummy walls.

“F-fuckkk— Kuna ‘m close.”

Sukuna scoffed. “This is a punishment, ya really think i’d let you cum?” he laughed loudly, eyes darkening as he tightened his grip on your throat. “Think again.”

Speeding up his pace until you were screaming, the coil in your stomach painfully ready to snap as you let your tears fall. “Pl-ease Kunaa. Needa cumm.”

“Yeah? Does my girl wanna cum that bad?” watching as you nodded with a whimper, pressing a hot kiss behind your ear. “Want me to let you cum?”

“Y-es— please.”

“Aww, well that’s too bad, if you cum you’ll never feel any of my cocks in you again.” he warned. A broken whine escaping your throat as your toes curled. You definitely wouldn’t last.

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 ✮

Choso is nine out of ten the one under you. But sometimes you make him really mad. And he punishes you the way he knows best.

His fingers on your clit as he lapped up your wetness, his face drenched in your slick and his eyes hazy at your taste. Your hands tied to the headboard above you as you tried to close your legs.

Choso whined into you. “Behave mommy— you always make me take my punishments, time for you to take yours.” His muffled voice against your flesh sending vibrations through your clit.

“Ch-oso— baby, you know am sorry, that’s enough.” you cried, your legs shaking as he sucked on your sensitive clit. “Choso,” you whimpered, “please baby- mommy can’t take it.”

He smiled widely, “That’s the point.” His hands hooking even tighter around your thighs. “Plus,” he groaned, “You taste sooo good.” Curling his tongue into your hole as you clenched down with a mewl.

“Gonna cum again mommy? Cum all over my face? Your pussy’s so sloppy.” he moaned, messily fucking you into you with his tongue. Your cries loud as you screamed his name incoherently.

Moaning as your sweet pussy gushed into his mouth, swallowing it down with a satisfied moan as he felt himself cum in his sweats. Again.

“‘M almost done mommy— promise.” he chuckled.

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Choso cums in his pants when he eats you out for the first time. His tongue licking a hungry stripe between your folds before he moans loudly, hands gripping your thighs hard to hold them open.

You whimper and mewl when he buries his face into you, chin glistening with your wetness as he sloppily laps at your sopping cunt. He thinks your little noises are cute, especially when you try to close your legs after your first orgasm.

He’s grinding his hips into the sheets as he gets lost in your taste. Muffled whimpers falling past his lips when your tangled your fingers in his hair.

Your whiny cries of his name go straight to his throbbing cock as he desperately ruts into the bed. Reddened tip staining his pants with precum before he’s moaning shakily, latching his mouth onto you with a string of mewls. Glossed eyes rolling back when he feels his cock twitch, spilling his cum into the inside of his sweats with a relieved groan.

When he’s done his cheeks flush red, locking eyes with yours before he’s diving back in. Giving both you and him high after high.

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Geto letting virgin! Choso fuck you, his girlfriend. Guiding him to slide into your tight warmth, a whimper leaving your mouth as he bottomed out his full length.

He started slow, inexperienced hips thrusting sloppily into you with need. His pace getting faster when he groaned at how good it felt. Geto smirked from his seat, encouraging Choso to put you in all your favorite positions before settling on the one he liked most.

His hips slamming roughly into yours as his cock hit deep inside you. Choso was lost in his own world, eyes shut in pleasure as you tightened around his cock, relishing in the way you loudly moaned his name.

“Choke her, she loves that.” Geto suggested, ignoring the throbbing of his cock in his sweats.

Choso nodded with his own moan, wrapping his hand around your neck and watching as you cried out loudly. Your stomach tightening as his cock relentlessly hit your spot, eyes rolling back with a series of loud scream-like moans.

“She’s noisy, you’re doing good.” Geto chuckled.

Your boyfriend’s words were incoherent to Choso’s ears, his grip on your throat tightening along with the twitch of his cock. His mouth hung open as he chased his release, fucking harshly into you while tears began to well in your eyes.

Your breathing was heavy, chest rising up and down as you mewled and cried. Choso’s hand reached to curiously twist your pert nipple. Eyes widening when you let out a loud moan. He leaned down to take the soft flesh of your breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your nipple while still rocking into you.

He was so close.

“Now rub her clit.” Geto instructed, watching as you became a moaning mess under the younger male. Choso’s hands rubbing messily at your clit, the extra stimulation to the sensitive bud making your body tremble.

You let out a mewl, “Choso— ‘m cumming, f-fuck.” you cried. Legs shaking and hips arching off the bed as you squirted for him. Your pussy clenching as it gushed around his cock, coating his thighs in your wetness.

Geto whistled, “Even made my girl squirt.”

Choso let out a cracked moan, his thrusts becoming rhythmless as his balls slapped lewdly against your ass. Cock still grazing your gummy walls despite how slippery your insides were. “O-oh f-fuck-” he stuttered out, his abs tensing as his cock throbbed within you.

“Don’t you fuckin’ dare cum in her.” Geto warned.

Choso letting out a high pitched whine as he felt himself on the edge. His whiny moans loud as his body trembling in short quivers, dazed eyes rolling back. His breathing heavy as he fell onto you, unable to hold himself up as he rut into your pussy. “Nngh— ‘m sorry.” he moaned.

Geto scowled, “Choso.”

Choso shook his head with a whimper, “Can’t. ‘M so sorr-yyy,” body going limp and his mouth opening in soft grunts as he spilled rope after rope of his sticky cum into you. Painting your gummy walls in the thick white substance. There was so much of it. And you whimpered as you felt yourself getting fuller.

Choso let out a sigh of content, his eyes ready to close as he lazily looked up at you with a shy grin. His head rested between your tits and his thick cock twitching in you once more since he refused to pull out.

You couldn’t help but smile, he was too cute, running your fingers through his fluffy black hair. You’d let it slide. You didn’t know if Geto would.

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Gojo most definitely presses down on your stomach during sex. Hammering roughly into your sopping cunt as you moan and cry underneath him. Back arching with a string of loud mewls when you feel his cock bulging against your skin.

"Feel me here?" with his voice raspy and breaths heavy. "Feel how deep that pussy is sucking me in?" Giving you a hard thrust so that his cock grazes against your g spot.

Letting out a groan when you clench down on him, your whiny noises becoming music to his ears as his hips continue to slam harshly into you.

"Go on. Let it all out f’ me. Don't hold anything back." he grunts, his hand traveling down until it presses onto the lowest point of your abdomen directly against the outline of his tip.

You feel an intense orgasm building up in your stomach, your pussy spasming before you're squirting uncontrollably with a loud cry of his name.

"That's it. That's my good girl." Still ramming into you at an almost inhuman pace. Continuous sprays of your wetness drenching his cock.

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𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

He’s so cocky at first, smirking when you bottom down on his length. “Think you can handle it baby? Take your time if you need to kay? I know it might be too much f’ you.” He chuckles.

You raise a brow in amusement. “Oh i can handle it baby, can you?” Was what you’d first said. And that question hadn’t changed since.

His lips parted in breathy groans and heavy breathing as his hands find your waist. Lips red and swollen from biting them as his eyes looked up at you almost pleadingly. “F-fuck baby.. you’re— shit, going so f-fast. Wanna slow d-down hmm?”

You smile widely, back arching as you lean down to kiss his jaw softly. Giving a false hum in thought. “Mmm.. you can take it.” He lets out the most cry like moan, head falling back into his pillow as his hips jerk upwards. Body trembling lightly when his eyes met yours.

“Shit— please baby. You d-don’t know how fucking- haah.. how fucking tight she’s grippin’ me right now.” He was referring to the way your snug walls stroked up and down his length with every harsh bounce of your hips. “I’m gonna— o-oh fuck, gonna cum again.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at the crack in his voice. Your head tilted to the side as you coo teasingly. “Yeah? Gonna be a good boy n cum f’ me baby?”

He chuckles shakily, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace as his cock twitches inside you. “God i fucking love you— ahh, even when you’re milking my cock like you hate m-me.” His senses were heightened, ears picking up the every squelch on your sopping pussy and his cock feeling every ridge of your gummy walls.

He lost it when you began rolling your hips sensually. Your thighs sticking to his at the mere amount of slick that joined you two. Your wetness and his cum seeping between your folds and down his girth, turning your skilled movements sloppy as you rut your hips.

You brought a hand to his face, using your nail to brush his hair off of his sweaty forehead. “C’ mon.. let it all out.” You smiled sweetly, eyes holding a dark glint when his eyes turn teary. Small beads of water pooling at his lids before he’s crying out your name.

Overly sensitive cock aching as he spills yet another load into you. Pumping the thick white substance till you’re pumped full. The rest of the substance spurting back onto him at the lack of space.

You let out a moan, “Wow baby- there’s so much. Might.. might just be your biggest load yet.” You were getting tired, but you’d never let him know that. You swear you hear him whimper when you capture his lips with yours slowly beginning to rock your hips again.

“Shit— don’t think- d-don’t think i can give you any more baby. Feels like my cock’s gonna f-fall off.” He panted, trying to keep himself together when he felt you jerking him off with your smug walls again. A small tremble raking through his body each time your ass landed back down.

His hand left your waist to cover his reddening face. Unable to hide the cherry shade of his ears and neck as he whimpered yet again. Choking out a string of moans with tears staining his cheeks when you shush him gently, “‘S only one more baby, give me one more.”

You were the only one with the ability to truly break Satoru if you tried.

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motzui · 6 days

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sfw. warnings: obsessive behavior, slight stalking, jealousy, saiki uses his powers for selfish reasons, etc.

author’s note: oh, don’t mind me, just writing some headcanons if saiki was ever a yandere.

• you and saiki first met in chūgakkō, junior high, but he didn’t fall in love with you until a few years later when you two were already in pk academy. maybe it’s all the accidentally bumping into him, dropping your papers and saiki being the one to help you pick them up, making awkward eye contact in class, hanging out with one another outside of school, or touching on the same snack you both are aiming for at either the vending machine or at the store... all the things somehow have you involved these recent days and saiki is less than impressed at first

• saiki has always stated time and time again that he personally does not think he will not fall in love, so he always watches others who are in love and help them if he can, but here he is…completely captivated by you of all people. he didn’t know why though, was the author just really that bored?

• good grief

⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹ ⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦

• let it be known that he does possess the power to alter your perception of him. saiki could always just make you fall in love with him just like that…but…what’s the fun in that? no, no, he wouldn’t dream of doing that to you

— however, since saiki was born with the uncontrollable ability to read the minds of all living creatures in a multiple-mile radius…he can read your mind, he knows all of your favorite things, what you dislike, your hobbies, and your address. he didn’t mean to at first, but he did find your thoughts and imagination fascinating. he even finds himself listening to you during class like you’re his favorite podcast

• saiki is crazily protective over you.

— there was a time where you nearly got mugged! and when i say ‘nearly’, well, let’s just say you should be grateful saiki was there to protect you. can’t you see that he’ll always be here for you in a time of need? he’ll keep you safe, but only if you see that for yourself…

• saiki doesn’t think he’s the jealous type, but he will stop any other man who has a crush on you by any means necessary by either relentlessly embarrassing them for the rest of the day or wiping you from their memory because only saiki can have you. no one else. he doesn’t care how many people he has to make forget you to become your boyfriend

• what’s that? you wish it was a sunny day in japan instead of a rainy one? don’t you worry about a thing! saiki will handle that for you!

• stalking you is almost child’s play to saiki since he has so many powers to ensure you don’t spot him — shapeshifting, teleportation, you name it! but this is a good thing because you don’t have to worry about him being an aggressive type of yandere

— if he is following behind you when you’re walking home, i do think saiki would change to his female self, so you would be less scared

• once the author made you bring coffee jelly to school and willingly give it up to saiki after seeing him light up at the sight of it, saiki knew that he just had to marry you

• he could, quite literally, turn the world upside down for you if it meant that you’ll be with him.

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