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toranesu · 2 months

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Case 7 0 7 : just for you .

⌗ sub bottom afab. sukuna x dom top m. reader

cw. punishment-goes-too-far, threat of free use, degrading, pussy slapping, ooc, talk about breeding.

the room smelled filthy of sex and fluids, disheveled clothes everywhere on the floor, and long discarded. "you think that was funny, huh? pulling shit like that," you growled, pressing your fingers up against sukuna's sweet spot.

"nhhhaah...! f-fuck!" there laid the great king of curses, legs spread wide open to give you access to his wet folds. "f-fuck you! i can do whatever the fuck i want!" he spat out, managing to give you a dirty glare as if to show that he was in control.

alas, he wasn't. "ah-hah!" sukuna wailed, his toes curling as he felt your palm landing on his clit.

"still acting like a brat, aren't you?" you frowned, plunging your fingers back and forth into his entrance. "you would think that by now, you know who's in control here, 'kuna," he cries when he feels your thumb rub over his clitoris. so sensitive when you've barely done anything to him.

he bites his lip, struggling to bite back at you. "y-you— you're just a lowly human," he spits, nails clawing into the bedsheets when he feels you bury your fingers knuckle-deep inside him.

"am i, ryo?" the usage of his first name makes his insides clench around you, keeping you buried deep inside him. "maybe i am," you lean down, pressing your lips below his ear, "but to you, i'm not."

sukuna whines, bucking his hips up at your words. it's true, after all. only you got to see him like this. only you could make him like this. only you could ever treat him like some lowly being, and he'd let you get away with it.

"so i don't appreciate you getting all touchy feely with people who aren't me," you nibble at his earlobe, the gesture leaving sukuna wet and wanting. without him realizing it, sukuna's arms reach to wrap around your neck, pulling you closer.

your free hand glides across sukuna's thigh, getting comfortable on his hip as he exhales, his warm insides clenching and unclenching around you. "you know you're mine as much as i am yours, don't you?" sukuna's legs tighten around your waist as your fingers start to move inside him once more.

sukuna moans, bucking his hips up to your touch. "i'm not—" he starts. oh, how sweet you are to him.. how sweet and rough you can be to him at the same time. it makes him weak. his pride simply cannot allow that.

"you're my property, you're my dog," he digs his nails into your back, "not the other way around." you sigh, pulling your fingers out of his hole without a word. sukuna whines, pulling away from you and shooting you a dirty glare.

in a swift move, you're forcing yourself inside him. your hands on his hips as you plunge yourself deep inside him. "aahngh–! " sukuna moans in surprise, his head throwing back as he claws the bedsheets, almost enough to rip them.

"you don't ever fucking learn, do you, sukuna?" you bite, pulling his hips closer to you and nuzzling against that spot that feels so, so good. sukuna's chest heaves, an arm covering half of his face, yet showing enough of his eyes to know he's once again glaring at you.

he snarls, "hah, what the fuck do i need to learn from a mutt like you?" your gaze goes cold, and you pull out enough for just the tip to be in. when your nails dig into his skin, and you snap your hips against his, sukuna lets the most obnoxious moan you've heard all night.

you look down, and you notice the light bulge on his stomach that always grows whenever you're in the deepest parts of him. "say what you want. but you're mine, and you know it," you say with a light growl, your hand pressing on his stomach to feel the bulge.

sukuna looks down to his stomach, feeling you, your touch, your dick, oh, it's too much. he whimpers, clamping down on you while his hand reaches to lay on top of yours.

"but alright, if that's what you want," you pull your hand away from his, staring down on him from above. "maybe i'll just let everyone see how the great king of the curses really is," he squirms at your words, lightly pressing his hips down on yours.

he glares at you, yet not finding the words to spit back at you. your rough hand glides across his thigh, fiddling with his cunt as he spasms and groans. "or i'll let them use you. since i don't seem to be enough for you anyway," he clenches up at that, his hand reaching to wrap around your wrist.

"f-fuck you–" sukuna spites, and you slap his cunt once more, earning a cry from sukuna as his hips buck up. "what? i bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?" you stare at him coldly, lightly grinding your hips against his as he bites back his moans.

"i'd spread your legs open for those curses to use as they please. or maybe the humans too. maybe gojo, maybe uraume," you bring up onto the topic of what he'd done earlier today, purposely riling you up and getting way too close to that servant of his.

sukuna visibly flinches at your words. the utter emptiness in your voice frightened him. he wondered if you'd actually do that. "i'd just leave you there, probably. it'd be too disgusting for me to look at," you spit, spreading his folds open with your fingers.

"y-you—" sukuna starts, red eyes glaring at you from below. your words make his heart clench. even he, felt disgusted at your words. he felt his soul crash down, he felt uncomfortable, he felt guilty. "what? you started this," you sigh, not even giving him the courtesy of a kiss, and just mindlessly slamming your hips against his.

sukuna groaned, his hands scrambling, not knowing what to do with them. it felt good. sex always felt good with you, but after what you said? it's different now.

"and since you're not mine, there's no reason for me to be yours, either," you continue, lazily pulling your dick out until just the tip was in, and pounding into him only half in. sukuna's hands reach to grab yours, squeezing so tightly that it hurts. "i am your king," he growled, slamming his hips down on yours to get you all the way in. what the hell were you saying? what the hell are you doing?

"like hell you are," you grab his hands with one of yours, pinning his wrists above his head. sukuna could easily knock you out. sukuna could easily push you away if he wanted to. hell, he could kill you if he wanted to. but he doesn't. he simply moans and thrusts his hips back up to yours.

he's weak. too weak to even find the words to spite you. the sex doesn't feel as good as it usually is. his pussy is clenching tightly around you, your words ringing through his head. "you can do whatever you want, and so will i," you look down on him, pressing the tip of your dick onto his sweet spot.

sukuna throws his head back, his pussy spasming around you. he feels like he's close, but he can't come. he just can't. "you can get your slutty hole used by whoever you want, sukuna," you say, rolling your hips against his. "i'll fuck someone else. i mean, anyone would be glad to get knocked up by me, y'know?" your words stung like a knife into his heart.

"plus, by then, your cunt would be too lose, anyway," and just like that, he breaks. sukuna's legs drop down, his nails digging into his palms as his lips tremble. "fuck you," he snarls, his whole body going limp as he feels tears threatening to spill out of the corner of his eyes.

for a split second, you felt guilty. surely you didn't go too far, right? wrong.

sukuna couldn't even find the words to bite back at you, trying to keep himself intact after you said all those words to him. he doesn't want that. he doesn't want to be shared. he doesn't want you to be shared.

"you gonna start crying, slut?" you snap your hips against his, shoving your feelings aside. "you started this, so see it to the fucking end, will you?" sukuna's heart shatters, the sex really didn't feel good now.

your hands are still restricting his, so he couldn't push you away. he's strong. he's the strongest. so why can't he fight you back now? his nails are starting to draw blood out from his palm, everything was starting to hurt. with a light sob, he calls out your name.

" 'm sorry," sukuna cries. he didn't want this. he was just looking for some fun. he just wanted to rile you up for some punishment, for some good sex. "y-you fucking asshole," tears were starting to pour out of his eyes.

the great sukuna did cry during sex, but not like this. your hands immediately release his wrists, wrapping your arms around him as if on instinct. "ryo, i'm sorry, i–" you try to apologize, only to be responded by sukuna wrapping his arms and legs around you tightly, his nails digging onto your back, as if he was petrified of you leaving him.

"i didn't mean that," you tell him, trying to get ahold of yourself as he buries his face into your shoulder. he felt embarrassed, then too. the great sukuna doesn't cry. especially not due to things like this. "..please," sukuna whimpers, his whole body trembling.

he sobs onto your shoulder, clinging onto your body as if you were to die, once again. "don't do that to me," he begs of you. and at that moment, he couldn't even register how pathetic he sounded. how could he, the king of curses, crumble under mere words of threat? how could he become this weak?

your heart drops down to your chest when you realize what you've done. perhaps, the monster was you. "i'm sorry," you whisper out, holding him closer. "i wouldn't do that, ryo. you know i wouldn't," sukuna exhales shakily, the embarrassment creeping alongside the hurt.

"i hate you," he whimpers, but he knows you wouldn't. he knows you love him. you've loved him for years, and never once have you said things like that towards him. he can't help feeling hurt.

all this hurt his pride. to think mere words from a mere human could hurt him this much? to think something so silly had him weak, unable to move an inch, unable to pull or push away. this is the vulnerable side only you would ever see.

you pull away from the hug, getting a good look at sukuna's face. his cheeks were wet from tears, his face red and lips slightly bloody from biting himself. "i'd rather kill myself than hand you or myself over to anyone else," sukuna's lips tremble when he feels you wipe his tears, reminding him of the gentle ways you usually use on him.

"don't fucking say shit like that again," he growls, yet it being covered by an involuntary whimper, "i'll kill you if you do."

you chuckle lightly, pressing your forehead onto his. "i'm sorry," you apologize, just barely above a whisper. sukuna pouts slightly before pulling you into a kiss, grinding his hips onto yours to remind you that you were still inside him.

"just impregnate me or something so we both don't have to worry about shit like that," he smirks, barely joking as he pulls you close.

you couldn't help but chuckle, "as if you'd ever be ready for that."

#: ren's encore.#sub sukuna #dom reader #top male reader #bottom sukuna #afab character #amab reader #male reader #nsft #sub jjk #sukuna smut

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svgvru · 4 months

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𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓 (𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓), 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓 (𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓), 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓─𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓!

🎁 christmas present 4 @sensivs: sub top, m!reader ─ dom bottom, ftm!sukuna ꒰ hein era!sukuna, non-con/dub-con? female + male anatomy described, uraume is helping/ watching so cuck and threesome later?, dacryphilia, sukuna has 2 clits instead of 2 dicks, face sitting, this is totally not inspired by some porn i saw on twt, lmk if there's something else.

"𝗡o, my lord..." Uraume's voice rung out through the large "throne room" Sukuna had built, "I don't believe this man is good at anything." Sukuna's watchful eyes narrow at your trembling form; you sat crouched down before him with bound wrists.

The King of Curses peered down at you with a hum. "No particular skills or nothing?" His gaze was full of judgment and ridicule, "I wonder how he intended to get wife with a list full of incompetence." Uraume nodded at his words, they never particularly liked any of the humans Sukuna thought was worth saving. "Uraume? You cleaned him like I asked?" The servant nodded.

"Yes, my lord," they responded, "Although, I believe a proper concubine would be much more useful than...him, if I am guessing your intentions correctly."

With a glare, Uraume's lips were shut. "Uraume, I suggest you don't push it." Uraume gave him a quick bow, "Apologies, my lord." Their eyes drift to your worried and scared expression before they step back into their place. Your eyes catch the four of Sukuna's rack your form. The lower two are fixed on the only cloth you have on you, covering your groin. Worries filled your head as you look at Sukuna's large form. His four arms were crossed, his legs spread wide as his kimono flowed around him on the cushion his throne. Two curved scars rest under his nipples.

"Hm, perhaps I'll use you for my pleasure," Sukuna spoke with a tilt of his head. "Come here." Uraume's lips twitched in annoyance. They hated when their lord would call upon someone else to serve him in that way. After all of the years, the learning, and memorization, there is no spot on his body they do not know. And yet, he'd choose someone else?

You take hesitant steps toward him, moving your feet faster at his glare. Sukuna studies your timid expression, almost grinning at it. "On your knees," he smirks as you easily follow orders, "Take off my robes."

There's hesitance to your actions as you messily remove his robes with your bound hands. Sukuna watches your chest flutter from your hitched breath. Your eyes are trained on the sight between his legs. His pink pussy is in front of your face; puffy, spread lips─and two red clits were inches from your mouth. Your lips part, tongue tracing the inside of your teeth. "I..."

A sudden loud laugh bursts you out of the thoughts your in.

Your eyes flicker to his face, his twisted smile meeting your face. "Enjoying the view? I thought you hated being in here," Sukuna teases. The King stands up, moving from infront of the cushion. "Lay down on your back. Let's put that tongue to use," he grins, watching your much smaller form lay down on his large cushion.

There was anxiety in your chest as you peered up at him. What if you can't pleasure him? Would be crush you with his weight? He is much larger than you, and he intends to sit on your face.

Sukuna smirks as he watches your lips part, mouth opened wide for him.

You close your eyes, feeling the plush skin of his ass envelope your face. His slick touches your tongue, his hips rock side to side as your lips swiping along his puffy folds. Sukuna smirks, his larger eyes locking onto Uraume's heated face, his smaller eyes looking down at your growing bulge.

The sounds of your rough breathing, eager mouth, and whimpers are music to his ears. "Come now, you can do better. Please me," Sukuna growls. "Ngh─ah...yes!"

The rocking of his gets rougher, your lips mouthing as his dripping cunt. Your tongue dipping inside of him, slurping up his slick. You moan into his skin; your eyes cross at his taste, bound hands slipping under your loincloth to stroke your hardening cock. It was baffling to you. You, are beneath the King of Curses, eating him out. His thighs shake around your from and you can tell he's close.

Your fingers touch your sensitive tip, loud whines coming from you, grunts coming the man above you.

Until you feel a large, calloused hand grasp your own. "Ah, ah...I didn't say you could please yourself, did I?" Sukuna grins, "I have other plans for this..." Sukuna licks his lips, grinning at the size of your cock he feels. The King sucks in a breath rotating his hips on your mouth. "Ah, glad you can be of─use," he grits his teeth, hips stuttering as he cums on your mouth. "Yeah, swallow it for me."

Sukuna sucks in a breath, eyes crossing as your tongue flicks along his sensitive clits, prolonging his orgasm. "Oh...yes," he growls with tensing thighs, suffocating you.

When he lifts his hips from your face he smirks, his hands still covering your throbbing cock. Your face in bliss, panting with his release covering your face. Sukuna laughs at your expression. "Almost came from eating me out? Hm," Sukuna lets go of your hands and simply tears the flimsy loincoth you wore, "Now use your cock to fuck me."

He lays down next to you on his side; his back faces you. "Come now, don't make me do all of the work," the man grumbles as he feels your cock pressing against his ass.

You gulp; you try and shift your hips to get your cock closer to his waiting pussy, and to no avail with your bound hands pressed to his back. Sukuna sighs and reaches between his spread legs, his hand engulfing your small cock (at least compared to him). He slips your cock between his wet folds, grunting as he feels you inside of him. "Mm, yeah..." Sukuna takes a breath, adjusting for a second, "Now move."

"M-mhm!" you whimper at the feeling of him. You drag your hips from his before slamming them back against him, feeling the warmth of his pussy coat your cock.

Sukuna bites back a moan, giving your cock a quick squeeze. Your hips brush against the cushion every time you retract them from him. Sukuna's face was in a frown twisted in pleasure. "Fuck," he whispers as your increasing pace, "Harder." String of moans and whimpers leave your bitten lips. The sounds of his wet pussy squelching around your cock fills your ears. "Sukuna," you moan, obliging with his request, fucking his pussy like he needs.

His hands are resting behind his neck as you hammer his pussy. There's a wave of feeling from his stomach to his thighs; he feels his orgasm coming close, but somethings mission.

"Shit─" Sukuna grits his teeth, "Uraume!"

"Yes, my lord?" Uraume steps up, their jaw locked at the sound of their lords moans, and the use of this pathetic "servant" defiling a king with his cock. Sukuna lets out a breathy moan, "Please me. Surely your mouth and hands can be of use other than for cooking."

"Yes, my lord." Uraume moves towards him, fingers ghosting his pale skin. Sukuna's chest shudders; his hips stutter at Uraume's touch. One of their hands rub circles on one of his wet clits; their mouth licking at the top one, lips encasing it with warmth. Sukuna's hips twitch as Uraume's lips suck on one, their thumb rubbing his exposed clit. It doesn't help that his ears pick up on the quiet sobs from behind him. He felt the wetness of your tears touch his toned back.

Regardless, of if you felt good or hated this, your cries only served to further his orgasm. Uraume hated it.

"Mmph─fuck," Sukuna whispers, one of his large hands delicately rest on the back of Uraume's head...the opposite of his roughness with you. "More, Uraume...more."

Uraume's jaw relaxes licks and sucking at his clits, the tip of their tongue ghosting along your cock. "S-Shit─" they hear you whisper in Sukuna's back. Your hips stutter against Sukuna, both of you are close. "May I? Please," you whimper in a sob. Sukuna's pussy tightens around you, "Fuck─yes!" Uraume's tongue swipes and wraps around one of his clits. They were sensitive, both of them. Uraume was quite surprised Sukuna's lasting so long. Perhaps because your here? Normally, he'd let it all go in front of Uraume...perhaps it was his title as king.

"Cum, my lord. Please," Uraume mumbles around his clits. Sukuna's gentle hand slightly tightens around Uraume as his pussy tightens.

A string of moans leaves your lips, a loud groan leaving Sukuna's as you release inside of him. His bottom lip catches behind his teeth, the large mouth on his stomach pants as he milks you dry. His pussy spasming on your cock. "Ngh─yeah...just like that!" Sukuna creams coating your cock and thighs in his release. His eyes rolled and tongue lolled at the feeling of your cum filling him. Uraume can feel their own arousal pooling at the sight and taste of their king, but that waits until later. Now, they simply need to help him come down from his high.

He feels your cock soften inside of him, slipping out with a wet squelch. Sukuna's chest rises up and down, "Uraume..."

As if reading his mind, Uraume jumps to help him come down, cleaning him while glaring towards you. You whose panting and covered in Sukuna's cum. Sukuna hums at his soon clean and fixed form. Uraume bows, pleased to have pleaured their lord. Sukuna looks at Uraume, one of his hands softly rubs their head before giving a command. With a quick glance to you, he orders...

"Clean him up. Perhaps I'll milk him more."

seen a lack of sukupussy. therefore, here.

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archivedzeke · 1 year

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cute puppy boys that beg for your attention when you’re busy fixing dinner or cleaning up. they would follow behind you like a lost pup and demand your attention when you’re not focused on them.

how could you deny your pretty boys when they’re so eager to have your eyes on them and only them. so please please give them your attention !

the way their imaginary ears would flop downwards when you brush them off to complete your work before the sit and sulk to themselves. all they wanted was their lovers attention so why are you being mean to them?

of course you would make it up to them ! cuddling and nuzzling them with equal yearning to show that you needed their attention too. cook for them and run them a nice bubble bath or shower , let them sleep in one of your shirts before offering to eat their pretty pussies until they cum and beg you to stop.

let them cockwarm you until you both fall asleep , running your fingers through their soft hair as they snuggle into your chest with pure adoration on their faces. rubbing their sides while whispering sweet nothings into their ears.

watch as they wake up in the middle of the night to ride your cock with desperation , hearts forming in their eyes while they pepper gentle kisses down your throat until you wake up and take charge. they love it when you pin them into a mating press and knot their cunt full ♡.

take good good care of them afterwards ok ?

use those big ripped arms to give them the best naked cuddles ever and tell them how good they were for you. that’s all your golden retriever bf needs!

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brenbofen · 8 months

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More Pantalone Brainrot. ♥︎

Sub AFAB/Transmasc Pantalone x Dom Reader

Broadcaster Message - kinda, seeing how i wanna write a transmasc character. runs off

Notes 🗒️ - AFAB/Transmasc Sub Pantalone (Use of cunt and clit, mention of top surgery scars), Dom Reader, No gendered terms for reader, Dick can be interpreted as a strap, Implied biting, Oral and vaginal sex, Face sitting, Office/semi-public sex, possessiveness? Let me know if I missed anything!

Having him sit on your face, his thighs trembling as you rub your tongue along his sensitive clit. His glasses are crooked and foggy as he whimpers, barely able to stay sitting up from how good you make him feel. He tells you to stop, that be needs a break, but you can feel him pressing his hips against your face, the way he lets out breathy moans when you push your tongue against his wet folds tells you he loves this. Tells you he wants more, that ne needs more.

Sitting under Pantalone’s desk while he’s speaking to another harbinger or one of his subordinates, holding his legs apart while you lap at his sopping cunt. Grazing your teeth along his sensitive thighs, Pantalone desperately trying to suppress his moans and form coherent sentences while your mouth latches onto his swollen clit. Pantalone glancing down occasionally to see you burying your nose into his pubes as you suck and lap at him as quietly as you can.

He’s so vocal. Moaning so loudly as you curl your fingers into him, tears beginning to spill from his eyes. He let’s out the sweetest whines when you you spread him out with your fingers, feeling you make gentle scissoring motions inside of him. When you sink your dick into him, he’s babbling on and on about how you need to slow down, let him get used to your length, but soon his pleas turn into praise. Pantalone arching his back as you have your lips wrapped around one of his nipples, gently rocking your hips against him as he mumbles about how good you feel inside of him.

Finding Pantalone stood in front of a mirror, gently tracing his hands over the marks you littered across his body. His hips bruising from how harshly your gripped them as you fucked him dumb, as well as angry and red bite marks covering his thighs and chest. He doesn’t even notice you coming up behind him, gliding your fingers over the scars on his chest, asking him if he likes the new marks covering his body. He just flushes bright red, straightening his glasses as he mumbles about how you’re so filthy, but you both know he loves it when you leave lasting reminders that he’s yours.

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ilovemychunkycat · 10 months

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OH GOD I LIVE FOR AFAB SCARA PLEASE MORE

im so happy you guys are liking my posts 😭🩷

relationship: afab!wanderer x dom!amab reader

tw: fingering, breeding, mommy kink(ish), biting, orgasam denial, overstimulation

You've always pondered about one thing, something that you've been wanting to try ever since you started your relationship with Wanderer.

Could you get him pregnant?

It was a stupid question, sure. He's a puppet, the chances of him being able to reproduce would be nearly impossible.

Nearly impossible. Doesn't hurt to try~

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Wanderer is spread infront of you, and you thought tonight was the night to ask.

"Wanderer, can I get you pregnant?" He was startled by the question, staring at you wide-eyed.

"Wha-What?! Archons... could've gave me a warning first!" He grumbled, glaring at you.

"Sorry dear, I just couldn't wait for it." You grinned sheepishly, cupping his cheek.

"Whatever, I'm not sure.. but I guess we could try."

"Yay! Thank you love!" You hold him tight, pecking his cheek. Wanderer blushed, squirming in your grip.

"Can we just get to the- OH!" You sunk your teeth into his neck, drawing blood. The metallic taste filling your senses.

"Hey! That's going to leave a mark.." Wanderer grunted, pushing you away. You only grinned, pulling away from his neck.

You pulled down his pants and underwear, "already wet, huh?"

"Well I.. HMM??" You sunk 2 fingers into him, catching him off guard.

"Stop- hhn! Doing things without w-warning!" He huffed, bucking his hips in your grip.

"You seem to like it though~" You cooed, resting your head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.

"Whatever.." He blushed, he hated being called out.

You shoved your fingers especially hard into his prostate, arousing a large moan from him.

"MMGH! [Name]!" He shivered, feeling the coil in his stomach near to snapping, but he didn't have the power to tell you. Releasing a loud whine, he came over your fingers.

"Now, who gave you permission to cum?" You pulled your fingers out, sucking the rest of the juices off.

"M sorry- Can u p-please forgive me..."

"Of course, but only for tonight." You smiled at him, kissing him softly and pulling away.

"Care to help with this?" You gestured at your pants, smirking.

"F–Fine.." He pulled your pants down, your cock slapping his face, having you groan at the sight.

"I would totally ask for a blowjob right now, but I have different plans." You pinned Wanderer down, sinking into him.

"[N-Name!] I can't! To much-" He whined, digging his nails into your back when you hit his cervix.

"Cmon hun, you can take it. Your a good boy, aren't you?" You moved, both of you moaning in unsion.

"Fuck- your tight.." You groaned, speeding up your movements.

"[Name]! Please slow down- I'm gonna-"

"No, not yet. Not til I cum, got it?"

"Y-Yes.." He whimpered, holding you closer.

You slammed into his cunt hard, cumming without warning. The feeling had Wanderer cumming also.

"You gonna be a mommy, holding my child." You whined, moving again.

"[Name]! It hurts...! Please!" His pleas were caught on dead ears as you slammed into him, not planning to stop til you know it will get him pregnant. Orgasam after orgasam came.

"M c–cum—MGGH!! cumming! P-Please!" Wanderer came, clamping down onto you, leading to your orgasam too.

"Haah.. Your gonna be a pretty mommy, all f'me.." You slurred.

You got up to get some rags and water, and when you came back he fell asleep.

You guess you overdid it a little to much?

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darlingpwease · 1 year

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It was me! I kidnapped Yuuta, fucked him full, and tied him up! he's not leaving till I get him pregnant >:3c

⌞ 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 ⌝

you were sure that someone as perfect as he was was given to you by fate — and you couldn't afford to miss him, even if someone found your methods... "radical".

CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour (kidnapping), established relationship [?], power imbalance, pet names, begging + drooling + crying, heavy talk about pregnancy & family-making, mind break [yuuta]

dubious consent (dubcon), somnophilia, sex marathon, heavy petting, unprotected sex / heavy breeding, dirty talk + possessive talk, belly bulge + deep penetration (cervix fucking), treatment (biting, mild choking g.), praise (g., r.), multiple orgasms (g.), hyperstimulation (g.), bondage (g., tied hands), forced orgasms (g.), fingering (g.), cum inflation (g.), mild degradation (g.), worshipping (r.)

WRITING STYLE: drabble (interlude + main chapter), ±3000 words; referencing yuuta's genitals as a 'hole', 'labia' / 'lips', 'womb', 'juice' / 'cum'

DARLINGS: yuuta okkotsu x reader; dom!reader, top!reader, dark!reader, dark!yuuta okkotsu

note: meanie,,, meanie!!! bring malewife back!!!!!</3333

Even despite power and usefulness, even despite tender maturity and loving gentleness, even despite external coldness and 'coolness' — Yuuta was still the same shy, timid sweetheart, looking at you with adoring doe eyes, catching your every glance, willingly following you anywhere, but blushing when you expose "too much" skin, especially if you touch him, forcing him to hide in a corner just to not look quite pathetically desperate. It doesn't matter how long you've been together, but it always seemed as if he would never be able to take you calmly, even if you one day start dating like normal persons, instead of awkward courtship and emotionally affecting games in which there are never winners, even if his sad puppy-dog eyes always make you wonder when is the right moment to ask him.

You didn't consider yourself particularly timid, especially when he tried so hard to show the green light, practically jumping into your hands, breathlessly offering you beautiful things as some kind of gifts to the deity, following you like your shadow, trying to snuggle up to you and asking if you have a type with a face so hot that you were worried for the first time, was there still embarrassment or is it already a fever; damn it, Yuuta gets up early in the morning to cook food for you, always brings you drinks, shivers slightly when touches your skin and always insists on using reverse technique so that you are safe and he knows that everything is fine with you; he calls you to ask you to meet him at the airport, makes sure that it is a convenient time for you during calls, regularly writes to you and sends photos, remembers all possible and impossible things about you, including the most insignificant, but whenever it seemed to you that now, it's time, the right time has come,

Yuuta ran away.

Sometimes metaphorically, sometimes literally, if you were too intimate and aware of this intimacy, letting him know what you want to talk about when press him into a corner, no longer reacting to his unconscious attempts to become even smaller than you — he immediately tries to hide, like a rabbit in front of a fox, regardless of whether it was really a "corner for negotiations" or a gentle purr about the need to discuss something important. If you were a little less knowledgeable, you'd think he's just not interested in relationships, but whenever Yuuta mentions his type (whose description surprisingly resembles you), or that he thought about starting a family "with someone strong enough and ready for such a step", or that he 'would like to stay with you forever if it means that you will never be apart', — you can't get rid of the obsessive feeling that he is trying to say something by playing hot-and-cold, but you might as well have turned to Gojo for love advice to understand why your beloved behaves like a clingy puppy to immediately start avoiding and hiding when you try to check.

Because, you are sure, one eccentric man definitely understands an equally eccentric guy who will eat from your hands and let you do whatever you want with him, following you into fire and water, allowing you to manage him and his fate on your own, but once you offer him a confession — and he is no longer here, as if you were a leper or crazy, seeing something shameful dirty in these innocent things. It will be wrong if he gets naked in front of you or sees your underwear, but if it's others, then it's absolutely fine; hey, if someone needs help, he will always help, he likes to help and be helpful, even if it's something creepy and strange like "please, let's exchange festival t-shirts, I like your... design... more," because Yuuta doesn't care about such details and he's 'not so shy to worry about his half-naked body' — as long as you're not looking, of course.

If someone bothers you, they should be driven away or scared away, but don't get him wrong, there's nothing strange about that — people can't be completely trusted, they want to scare you or take you away, but Yuuta won't let them, keeping you as the most precious thing he has, like a dragon pining over gold, and if he's not careful, someone will steal you, or even kidnap.

... He is being dramatic? He's not, he's not dramatic, and he's not possessive, and he's not fixated, and he's not weird, and he's not creepy, and he's absolutely not crazy about you at all — this is, this is security, and even if you're strong, even if you're potentially stronger than him, you have to be safe and hidden, do you understand? Next to him, letting him wrap around your arm, seeing everyone who is trying to get close to you, knowing that only he will always stay by your side while others will come and go. You're his, and he's yours, — but it's, it's not weird, and it's not wrong, and he's, he's keeping himself under control, do you see? He is safe, he is normal, he is absolutely adequate and he will be anyone, if that means he will be with you, no matter what he wants, pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease

DON'TLEAVEHIM

He's going to be a good boy.

The best boy.

The most obedient, gentle, harmless, innocent, weak, affectionate, patient, quiet, unpretentious,

the goodest boy.

He won't be demanding, he won't be stupid, he won't be needy or clingy, he will be the one you dreamed of, anyone you dreamed of, and will do whatever you want; maybe, maybe Rika taught him a thing or two, and maybe he himself has learned more a few, but he will be the very very very most most most most most

Your touches are like a burning flame,

almost illuminating everything in the semi-darkness of the room,

even when they are so weightless, almost sliding over his fabric while you hide face in his shoulder, thoughtfully stroking him, as if not paying attention to his ruddy face, which quickly becomes nervous from the realization that you are too thoughtful today. It's not that you've never been thoughtful, but you've never been so absorbed, as if trying to make a choice while playing with the clothes, easing the internal tension. For a moment he wants to ask if he is the cause of your current mood, but instead he starts breathing shorter so as not to disturb you, feeling breath on his neck, but not understanding whether he should stop you or watch where it leads, even if your fingers slide to the button — but makes a decision when covers it with palm when your fingers touch.

Yuuta can't help but tense up, feeling that the atmosphere is becoming more oppressive, but when you take your hand away, he hurriedly presses it back, looking at you with a complex expression, not letting you unbutton it, but also preventing you from leaving, feeling an unpleasant disgusting tangle in heart. It's not like he's playing with you, right? He's sincere, he wouldn't mind you unbuttoning his jacket and everything right now, but you, well, you can't. Not now. Not in the near future. He needs to deal with, uh, this first, and... only then you can do whatever you want.

You could hug after that, or even kiss, if you let him; maybe you would stop at holding hands, not wanting to move on, or, well, let him sleep with you not only "just in the same bed", but also sleep like not sleeping, but awake all night night, being alone and not turning on the light. Maybe you would like to call this relationship something like "dating", or "engagement", or "friends with benefits", or "marriage". Maybe you would like to live together and put things together like some kind of... family.

Maybe.

“Ah?! I— I don't— I don't know... I mean— I don't have anyone right now who would be willing to start a family with me, but if someone wanted to, then I would.”

“Pregnancy and children is a little... too much, and I do not know if I can be a parent, but if anything, then I... would like a baby if my spouse wanted to.”

“I am, I am ready to become a good parent — I can become a good parent, and for the sake of our child I will be as good as possible!.. "Our child", I mean, mine and my spouse's... yes... Just so it doesn't sound weird... Not in the sense that the thought of 'our child" sounded wrong, just... Oh.”

“No, no, it's okay, I trust you! You always do everything just for me; I know you care about me. I care about you too, I would like to always help you and be there for you if that's what you would like too.”

“Even if you give me poison, as long as it's from your hands, I'll willingly eat it...”

“... mhm...”

Yuuta is soft, sweet — both outside and inside; especially when his face is so rosy, with trembling eyelashes, breathing heavily when your hands touch his delicate skin, shaking even from the feeling of your breath on it; even if he is almost always cold, freezing, needing a lot of clothes so that his thin long fingers are not comparable to ice, inside he is hot and wet, so sticky that you are not sure that you can pull fingers out of him when gently push them, letting the juice leak due to the incessant trembling from another orgasm. His clit throbs as you continue to rub it, stretching his tight hole, taking care that the juice and lube inside make him perfect for later — you haven't even started yet, this is just preparation, even if you feel like you're starting to go crazy, wanting to fuck his slutty needy hole and stuff it so that his stomach will become full with you, impregnated by you, until the only thing Yuuta can think about is you and how soon you will make him bred again.

His body is beautiful, delicious, perfect, with wet soft thighs, on which red lines appear when you squeeze them, and the pretty gentle face, so serene that you can't help but want to kiss him — especially when he whines softly, as if restraining himself, while you touch, rub, squeeze, intoxicated realizing that if Yuuta were conscious, he would blush even more, looking with shiny wet eyes at how you push fingers into his greedy hole, forcing it to make even more squelching sounds, so loud that even his breathing and moans when you touch his clit, so red and swollen from hyperstimulation, cannot drown them out. Inside, Yuuta is slippery, wet, so hot and so messy that you probably didn't even need lube when his juice flows through your fingers again, mixed with his cum, flowing out again and again to ease your thrusts, needing to squeeze everything out of you and make sure you cum right in his womb, stuffing and filling to the brim when his body is ready for breeding.

His ovulation is in three days, — not so long to wait, — but you know that even so, if you cum inside today, filling up until your cum starts to flow out of him just from the fact that you lightly press on his soft belly, then Yuuta will surely get pregnant with you, with your baby, who will mature in his needy womb. The higher the amount of cursed energy in the body, the lower the fertility, especially for sorcerers, especially for the likes of you and him, but you have more than enough time to make sure that sooner or later Yuuta will become the parent of your baby, even if you have to fuck him every day and night until his body becomes addicted from you, whining loudly like an animal in need every time you thrust into his pliable hole, drooling while you bite his skin, arching backs so that it's easier to hold on to his hips, longing only for you to fuck him senseless, no matter whether you make him throw his legs over your shoulders, put him on all fours, let him lean on a tree — it doesn't matter as long as he is full of you as deeply as ever.

When Yuuta pulsates again on your fingers, squeezing, pushing his thighs apart to take deeper, letting the juice flow even faster down your palm and thick labia, you know that he has cummed again, but you don't stop, continuing to stroke his trembling hypersensitive body, ignoring even the way he whimpers, as if he is about to finally wake up and look at all the mess he has made, seeing how many times he shamelessly cummed on fingers while you were playing with him, treating his body like your toy, tying his hands tightly enough to easily be able to bend him into a mating press or make him to ride you, easily serving you to the wet sounds of his leaking juice, soaked his thighs and labia, taking you all the way, — and understanding what you will do next when you leave hands on his hips, not letting him get out,

as if he would let you.

Yuuta has never felt so painful, so wet, so stretched and so hot when his body is so painfully empty, even though Yuuta feels himself being gently squeezed — but this caress only makes eyes water from too many sensations, drooling from itchy emptiness and being crushed by sensations, not understanding what is happening to him besides how painfully sensitive his clit is, that even careful rubbing makes him whine, wanting to pull knees to his chest if his thighs weren't so soft and trembling, being able to only awkwardly squeeze someone's body between in an attempt to stop them, but even when his glazed eyes look at you, you can't help but feel elated, knowing what will happen next, unlike him, vaguely whining something because of confused mind, realizing that you are in front of him, but being unable to understand what is happening; even when his legs are on your shoulders, while Yuuta feels even more empty inside, feeling his hole throbbing with the need to continue, and the fact that this need only further clouds his mind, vaguely realizing that you want to 'do something' and no longer trying to stop, only warms you up more.

His eyes are wet, shiny when you reach for a kiss, squeezing his thighs with hands, gently asking if he is ready for you, you are about to breed him, and you want him to watch this; after all, this is your first time, even if you definitely spend a lot of time together in the future, especially if his womb is reluctant, — and Yuuta only looks at you with glassy eyes, breathing heavily, definitely realizing what is happening and why he is in such a position, but being unsure whether he should say "stop" or let you fill his hole prepared by you, letting you make your baby inside of him, which will bind you to each other forever,

just like he wanted,

because of which you will have no choice but to choose him and stay with him, having more and more children, making him your husband and part of your family,

AS YOU ARE OBLIGED TO

you chose that, right?

you have to take him with you and make him yours

just like you are hugging him in your arms now, hearing hot breath, feeling how his hole is about to take you inside and up to the womb, which you have to fill until the calendar on phone informs you that 'period delay is too long', his pregnancy has surely come while he is whining from another orgasm.

“I'm, of course I'm ready!.. I— I want your baby; I need you to do... it... inside. In my... w-womb and, like, in my... in me — until I'm yours.”

The velvet walls of Yuuta envelop you when you fill with one push, ignoring how he almost suffocates, instantly feeling so full that his not yet restored mind is crushed again, obeying the need to be fucked until his hole starts to hurt, even if it means losing consciousness from how sensitive his swollen clit is, responsive even to light contact with your skin, which is why he squeezes you tighter, wanting to force you to stay inside and move at the same time until he begins to suffocate from the intensity, hiding his head in your shoulder or in a pillow — it doesn't matter as long as you fuck him without a break, encouraging to humiliatingly cum even if Yuuta doesn't want to anymore, but can't fight with himself, crying with sick delight, forcing him to squirm under you and awkwardly move hips towards you.

Your second push is rougher, deeper, to such an extent that he can feel his stomach filling up with you, even if his uterus seemed too far away before — he can't help but realize with unhealthy delight that you can certainly reach it and rest against it, especially if he tries to throw his knees just a little higher on your shoulders, helping in breeding only by the fact that his soft pliable hole will give you more delicious friction, making you want to get as deep as possible into his slutty hole and cum, as if if you don't do it, then you will die, being unable to even make him scream from fucking senseless, until he's only able to keep his mouth open to grab air. His face is wet, hot, red, looking at you with delight, trying to kiss with whimpering, then at how you drive into him with a squelching sound, breeding his hole, squeezing only so that you stretch him again, ignoring even his inarticulate pleas for 'more' and 'deeper', 'cum inside', 'make me a baby'.

When Yuuta can't do it anymore, rolling eyes pitifully, feeling how his body, exhausted due to orgasms, can only greedily obediently accept everything you give, letting you do whatever you want — squeezing and biting, kissing, licking while he is vaguely realize that you are already close, ready to stuff womb, kneading his hot sensitive body, reacting even when everything before his eyes is floating, being unable to cling to anything other than the thought that you are about to cum inside, perhaps to the point that everything will flow out of him, considering how tight and easily squeezing he is, as soon as you leave his hole for a while, making him feel lonely, whining until you continue; teasing him, pushing the tip only to hear his whimpering and complaints mixed with pleas, enthusiastically shouting your name and how good he is, how good you are, how his whole body feels great while you hold him so close, needy kissing to drown out the flow of praise and adoration, soon becoming many times more intense and unstable with pleas to leave him filled with you forever, never make him be lonely and empty, he can't live without what you gave him today, he can't live without you, please please please please,

“Please please please please please please—”

make him think only about you,

which are interrupted when Yuuta becomes hoarse in his voice, enthusiastically realizing that you are cumming inside him, hugging tightly to you, so warmly and intimately, so close that his heart can't help but flutter, feeling your smell and the way your heart beats while his womb is gradually filling up, more and more, until everything it doesn't start to flow out of him — just so that you don't stop kissing him, ignoring even whiny sighs about when his skin is soaked with your cum.

... When you carefully slip out, Yuuta is almost close to a disappointed moan, if there were at least a little strength in his body, but he can only relax like a rag doll, letting you snuggle as you feel comfortable, carefully pushing the leaking sperm inside — and almost immediately pushing inside stretched hole, taking care of so that nothing leaks out until you wake up to breed him again, wetly kissing his hot face; Yuuta tries to respond in kind, but instead his body responds with sweet pain, which he first wants to cure, but then allows himself to relax, letting you instead hug and hold tightly to you, whispering how good Yuuta is, so obedient, it won't take long to make him pregnant, and these the words respond with warmth in his chest, hearing that you really plan to create a family with him, even if he is like that.

But one more kiss makes him forget about it, vaguely realizing that his hands are still tied — not that it would be a problem for him to untie them,

but instead he obeys, settling comfortably for sleep when your arms are wrapped around his waist. After all, he can always talk to you about it later; after all,

you now have all the time in the world.

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l1tw1ck · 9 months

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The Fall of Spider-Man

bottom!ftm Miguel x top!masc!villain reader

🕷️ Word Count: 1,897 🕷️

AFAB Language Used

CW: Non-Con, Kidnapping, Lingerie, Fingering, Squirting, Cunnilingus, Overstimulation, Crying, Corruption, Creampie, Nipple Play, Pregnancy Mention, Stockholm Syndrome (Kinda?)

Miguel’s eyes shoot open. He immediately analyzes his surroundings. He’s tied up and on the floor. He can't see anything but he can tell he’s wearing lingerie. He feels sick. His first instinct is to try and get out of his restraints but no matter how hard he tries, nothing happens. He’s powerless. How? Why? When? Where the hell is he? He looks around the dark room, stopping to look at a door. There's light coming from behind it and he can hear movements. Footsteps. Getting closer and closer.

“You’re awake! Good morning, Miguel.” You smile, turning the lights on before walking towards him. “How are you feeling?”

“Who are you?” He asks.

You give him your name. “The person who's going to defeat Spider-Man once and for all.” You grin. “Although my methods are a bit unconventional.” You chuckle.

Miguel keeps his mouth shut, waiting to hear what you have to say next. Your confidence scares him. It's not like he's never met a confident villain before, it's honestly less likely to meet an insecure one, but your confidence is scary. You know something he doesn't. He knows you're dangerous. He always chooses to fight but everything inside him is screaming to run away. It's not like he has the choice now though.

“Pretty soon, you’ll be my beautiful husband and the father of our children.” You kiss his forehead. His heart drops. “But first, I’m gonna have some fun with you.” You kneel down and caress his cheek. He grimaces in disgust. “Let me give you the play by play.” You push his lacy red panties aside. “First, I’m gonna play with this pretty pussy of yours and give it a lot of love.” You rub his clit. “Then, once I’m done, I’m gonna slide my cock inside of you. I’ll make sure to go real slow, make you feel every inch of my cock.” You bring your fingers down to his entrance and push two of them in.

“Yo- you're sick.” He spits on you.

You wipe your cheek. “I didn't give you permission to speak, or spit.” You slap his cunt, earning a moan from him. “Watch yourself, Miguel.”

He looks at you angrily but doesn't say anything, too ashamed of the sound he just made and too afraid of the consequences to do so. You push your fingers in and out of his cunt, giving Miguel unwelcomed pleasure. “You like that?” You smirk, moving faster. He bites his lip to silence his moans. “I know you do. Even if you try to deny it, your body doesn't lie.”

He hates this so much.

“And then, I’ll pick up the pace. I’ll fuck you rough and hard. So rough that you won't be able to think. So hard that you’ll cry.” You push your fingers all the way in and thumb his clit, moving your fingers inside of him absentmindedly. He tries to fight against the pleasure but it's no use. He’s going to come.

“I’d love to see you cry.” You grin. He’s not going to cry. He might do a plethora of shameful things tonight but one thing he isn't going to do is cry. He refuses to. “I know you think it's impossible but it's not. And I can't wait to see you break.” You punctuate your last word with a hit to his g-spot. Miguel gasps, hips raising in the air as he squirts. Miguel looks down at himself in shame, cheeks burning hotter than a flame. He’s never done that before. He hates that you're the reason it happened. “Oh Miguel…” You let out a sharp breath.

You move in between his legs and dig into his wet cunt, slurping up his slick before tonguing his sensitive hole. Miguel squirms around in protest. Why does this feel so good? He wants to curse you out but he's worried about what you’ll do if he acts out. He feels terrible and so fucking good at the same time. He wants to kill you but he also doesn't want you to stop. He rolls his eyes back and squirts again, feeling extremely exhausted.

You pull away and stand up, stripping down to nothing. Miguel looks at your cock in horror. That's not going to fit! He desperately tries to get away but he can't do much in the position he's in.

“You’re really boosting my ego, Miguel.” You chuckle, kneeling back down and grabbing his waist. You pull him close to you so his thighs are on yours and your shaft is right against his cunt. “I’m going to enjoy this.” You look at him like the 5 star meal he is. You move him so that his pussy is sliding up and down your length, bringing the both of you pleasure.

He bares his fangs, showing you how angry he is without speaking. “Aw, you don't like this?” You frown, faking sympathy. “Or is it that you want something else?” You grin. “You want me to fuck you, is that it? You want me to finally fuck you?”

Miguel shakes his head rapidly. You move him backwards, just enough for you to be able to make an easier entrance. You point your tip against his clit, smearing pre cum over it and sliding down in between his folds. You tease him with your entrance, you're gently thrusting into him but only the tip is entering him. He can't stand the feeling. You eventually stop and slowly push your cock inside of him. You weren't exaggerating when you said he’d feel every inch of you. You’re practically tearing him apart with the way you’re stretching him out. You bite your lip, thoroughly enjoying his pussy. “I think I’m in heaven.”

If you’re in heaven, then Miguel’s in hell. You slowly slide in and out of him, reveling in his wet warmth. “That's right baby, sit back and take it like the pretty little slut you are.” You place your hand over the bulge of your cock on his stomach, enjoying the way it feels as you move and how sexy he looks with his tummy bulging. “You’re doing so good for me, you know that? Doing so well…”

He doesn't want to be good for you. He doesn't want you to enjoy this. If he wasn't afraid of the consequences he’d curse you out. You rub his clit gently, causing his breathing to turn shallow. “I wanna feel you come..” You mutter. “Come for me, baby.”

He grits his teeth, trying to stop himself from giving you what you want but it's too difficult. He can't hold back. It all feels too good, his pussy feels way too good, he can't do anything to prevent this. He shuts his eyes and comes, walls fluttering around your length. “You’re such a good boy, Miguel. You may be prickly but at least you know how to follow orders.” You caress his cheek. He turns away from your touch. “Even after all that…you're still trying to keep up this facade?” You pull away and turn him onto his stomach. “You won't be able to pretend any longer, Miguel.” You raise his ass in the air and plunge your length fully into him. He gasps. Miguel doesn't even get a minute to adjust to the new position thanks to you suddenly pounding into him. He rolls his eyes back, letting out uncontrollable moans as you fuck the shame out of him. He can barely think over the explicit sounds of your hips snapping against his ass and the loud wet sounds of your cock sliding in and out of his sensitive pussy. You're going too fast for him to even try and act like he doesn't like it. He’s always had a thing for being treated roughly and you're fulfilling his need for it. You pull on his hair, causing him to let out an almost scream-like moan as he squirts.

“Fu- fuck-” He feels tears welling up in his eyes as you continue fucking him through his orgasm.

“‘M gonna give you the child you always wanted, Miguel.” You fuck him even rougher than before, chasing your orgasm. Tears flow rapidly from Miguel’s eyes, as if there was a blockage that contained all his tears and prevented him from crying all these years. He sobs, crying loudly as you overwhelm him with pleasure. It feels good but it's too much, he can't handle it. He loves it but he needs it to stop. “Ah, I love hearing you cry..” You slow down your thrusts and dump your load inside of him. Miguel uses this break to finally catch his breath and calm down.

“Aw, was it too much for you, baby?” You coo, rubbing your hand down his back.

Miguel nods. “Ple- please..” He whimpers.

You pull out and turn him around. You pick him up and sink him down on your cock. You place your hands on his waist and kiss his cheek. “You’re so pretty when you cry, you know that?” You caress his face gently. He sniffles, not sure how to feel about that. You press your lips against his, kissing him slowly and sensually. Miguel reciprocates the kiss, following your tongue movements and subconsciously grinding down on your cock. He feels a little less stimulated than before. He feels like he's about to have an orgasm that’ll never come and somehow it feels good. He doesn't know how he feels about you now but you make him feel good, and thanks to the current state of mind he's in now, that's all that matters.

You pull away from the kiss and pepper kisses down his throat and to his chest. You undo the clip in the middle of his bra, causing the two cups to separate and reveal his breasts. You latch onto his nipple, sucking it gently while your hand goes to pull and twist on the other one. Miguel whimpers in pleasure. His nipples are so sensitive, he’ll definitely come from this. “mmh..” Miguel grinds down harder as he orgasms, his pussy clenching and unclenching around your length. You pull away from his nipple, your saliva dripping down the brown bud.

He still despises you but he knows he'll be stuck with you from now on. He’ll eventually learn to love you.

Miguel turns on the radio as he starts cooking breakfast. The reporter talks about all the crime going on in the city and he doesn't seem to care, even though he’s back to normal and completely autonomous, he has no intention of going out to fight. He wants to stay home with you. The Spider Society’s been trying to contact him but he's ignored all their calls. He only leaves the house for dates and groceries, why would he go anywhere without you? He loves you so much, he wants to stay by your side as much as he can. Nobody seems to understand it but he doesn't care to explain it to them. Peter B. and Jessica have been trying to convince Miguel to come back and many spider people have tried to kill you but to no avail. He doesn't want to come back, especially not when they're trying to kill his beloved. He’s perfectly content with where he is now and he can't wait to have his first child with you.

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slut4satoru-blog · 10 months

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Parent-Teacher Conference—Toji Fushiguro-Zenin. +18 CONTENT MINORS DNI

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a singledad!Toji fic to fill my empty heart. i’m a slut for toji and i hope you guys are too. making this a 3 part series! please enjoyyyyyyy. 💜

content warnings: f!reader, AFAB, tiny kabedon, height difference, healthy age gap (6 years), trying my best to keep body descriptions to a minimum, hickeys, sex toys, marking, jealousy, slight possessiveness, oral (f!receiving), tiddie sucking <3, fingering, edging, public use of sex toy, pet names, and whatever else might had slipped my mind.

word count: 2.2k

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It’s been a busy 2 weeks with the PT conference being tomorrow. I have 0 time for myself. There’s two places I’m always at, either at school teaching my students or at home grading and preparing student reports. The end of the 10 weeks is always a mess. At least I teach High School, and my kids are so good they help me with the stuff.

There’s always a few students from each class that volunteer to help organize and store papers and that has helped me for sure. Like whenever Nobara, Yuuji and Megumi from my 10th grade class stay after school every Tuesday to help me out. They really are the best and I 100% could not survive without them. Talking about the kids, Megumi is really special. I’ve literally taught him since middle school, and it’s kind of funny because when I first started teaching him he would accidentally call me “mom” sometimes, his cute little face always made me smile. I remember when his mother passed away and I attended the service, it was the first time I saw his dad.

Toji Fushiguro, what a sight to remember. He was one of those people I knew I would never forget about. Year after year, conference after conference Toji and I’s friendship grew closer. Of course, always formal since he is my student’s dad. But there’s always a part of me that dreams of it being more than just that. The way he would slightly touch my hand with his fingers, acting as if nothing happened. Whenever he says “Hello” and puts his hand on my waist as he brings me in for a hug. I swear, one time that man was as hard as a rock and he just acted so normally. His tall, muscular build haunted me in my dreams.

Every single night, I would dream about him ravaging me in different positions. The way he would eat me out, fuck me senseless. I would imagine how he could roughly handle me and just how good he would feel inside of me, leaving me clenching around my fingers as I tried to satiate the need for his cock. However, every single morning I had to remind myself that it would never change. At least that’s what I always thought.

I decided to get up 1 hour earlier and get myself ready. Since today we had no class and I wasn't going to deal with any cooking, I wouldn’t have to wear my go-to chef uniform. Rummaging through my clothes, I decided to wear a simple emerald green and black pants suit, along with some 2 inch closed platforms. Also, I took the opportunity to wear some makeup and style my hair since I rarely got the chance to do so in school.

Once I arrived at the Jujutsu Technical School campus I quickly went up to finish setting up my lab to greet the parents and guardians of my students. For each parent student teacher conference I would have the kids make something for their families so they could snack as they picked up the grades for the quarter and discuss some details with me. They all decided to make some cake pops and they looked adorable. Some are movie themed, others by colors and even by aesthetics. Kids these days, am I right? When I finished everything I decided to sit patiently at my desk and wait for all of the parents to arrive.

Not to my surprise, Toji arrived first. I could sense his presence even with me being against the door. His sultry, silky and sinful voice decided to greet me. “Hey there Ms. _____. It’s been too long since our last encounter.” I turned my seat around to face him, getting startled as he was way closer than I anticipated. His hand went for my arm, sliding one finger over my bare hands. “Hi Sir, it’s a pleasure to see you get here so early. As you know, Gumi’s sweets are at the left corner of the table. You can grab the cake pops he made you and Sumi this time. He worked really hard on them.”

He looked at the table, walked up to it and got his and Tsumiki’s bag and returned to my desk. He shoved the sweets in his pocket and plopped his hands to either side of my desk. Trapping me in to smell his fresh, clean cologne. “I was thinking of doing some experiments. What do you think? Megumi tells me about everything you guys do in this class. And, it gets me thinking. Are you as fun in bed as you are in the classroom? I’m sorry Ms. ____ but I know I’m not the only one that feels this tension.”

He stopped for a second, eyed me up and down. Taking one of his hands and moving it to my chin as he lifted it up to continue his sermon. “I‘ve seen the way you look at me. How your thighs clench whenever I tease you. I’m not blind you know? And you’re not hiding it now either.” He took his eyes off of mine and dragged them across my body. I could feel his intense stare burning through the fabric. Starting a fire in my core that would soon become too hot to control.

“Sir, this isn’t right… Anyone can come up now and see us like this. I work here, I don’t want to risk that for whatever my body feels like. I can deal with it later. This is wrong.” I tried to believe the words that came out of my mouth. We both knew i was lying about it not being right. We were both adults, he was only a few years older than me since he had Megumi at 16. We were only 6 years apart, so it wasn’t inmoral. However, there was something about this being too good to be true. I just couldn’t wrap my head around how things were happening.

“Can we try something? Please? I swear if you say no I won’t bother you after this.” He opened his black suitcase that he always brought to store all the papers us teachers would bring to the parents. Once it was open, he pulled out a weirdly shaped pink toy. I’ve seen this before, it’s called a love sense. He saw the way my eyes lit up to the toy and asked. “I figure you’re familiar with this, right? I promise I’ll behave if you’re a good girl.”

I stood up and walked up to the door. Looking at the empty hallways since the pt conference was 30 minutes away. “Am i really about to do this…?” I whispered to myself as I closed my lab’s room and locked it. I went to Toji, sat on top of my desk and responded. “I’ll allow this… experiment. But you have to promise not to go too far. This is my job, and I’m not willing to lose it because I moaned while talking about bread.” He laughed at my remarks and sighed beautifully, standing between my legs and wrapping me in his arms. I could feel his cinnamony breath near my lips as he spoke. “Don’t worry darling, this thing is nothing compared to what I want to do to you. Consider this preparation for what comes next.”

Without saying more, he leaned in to kiss me almost as if he was afraid of ruining whatever it is that we had these past years. His hands diligently went under my satin shirt, taking it out of the pants to grope my tits. “They’re so soft, I could drown here.” He whispered in your ears as he lifted the shirt up completely to suck on them, leaving cute little markings all along them. “Just wait till you see my ass.” I playfully dared him, ruffling one of my hands through his soft, black hair as i left one of my hands on the desk for support. Throwing my head back as he sucked my nipples with such expertise. It really felt like he was french kissing me there.

“Oh, please don’t stop. This feels so good.” I whined at him as I started feeling new sensations, I had never before felt so sensitive on my breasts. Maybe because of my lack of sex partners. It had been such a bad experience with none of my other flings getting me to orgasm. So frustrating I ended up stopping all together. I could feel his grin across my nipple as he slowly popped it as he let it go. “Time to see that ass babe, can’t wait any longer.”

He flipped me skillfully, carefully pulling down my pants & lingerie that I wore that day. “All wet for me baby? So nice and plump; you keep wrapping me up in your little finger, huh?” He took one of his hands and teasingly slid it across my slit. I shuddered; his cold, big fingers clashing against my hot plump core. He started to play with my arousal, slipping it up and down. Occasionally grazing above my clit as to piss me off. “Toji, please. We have 15 minutes until the parents arrive. Just fuck me already.”

“Fuck you? Oh no baby girl, you’ve got it all wrong. You see…” He stopped talking for a second, and I groaned when I felt his mouth on my clit. Skillfully eating me out like he had 1,000 years of experience. “My plan isn’t to fuck you now.” He planted another kiss on my cunt, tongue skimming all through my folds. “We‘ll talk about that later. ‘Kay sweetheart?”. With that he stopped, removing himself from my needy core and slipped the toy inside of me, filling me up instantly as a moan slipped through my teeth.

“Remember, this is connected to my phone. You better act nice if you want me to be nice.” He grinned like a man-whore and I enjoyed every single of it. He licked my thighs to “clean-up after himself” and then wiped it dry with some tissue I had laying around. After that, he walked to the chair in the back and waited for the classroom/lab to fill up with more parents.

“Hello, thank you all for attending today’s PT Conference. I’m Ms. _____ and as you all probably know by now, I’m your kid’s Culinary Arts elective course teacher….” I roughly explained the next 2 big projects the kids had to make. And how the Culinary Arts elective course was partnering up with the Science program to form a “Food Science” exhibition for the upcoming science fair. It was all going good. Actually, too good. I would eye up Toji every now and then but he was never looking at me, just looking at his phone. Mysteriously the vibrator was off for all of my speech. I was kind of glad, I didn't want to trip on my words or embarrass myself. However, things started to take a turn when parents started to ask to see me after class.

When Mr. Nanami, Yuuji’s foster dad, asked to see me after class. That was the moment I felt the vibration instantly turn on. It was slow, steady motions that started to relieve the tension I had going on. I said my goodbyes to all the parents, and when my lab was almost empty, since Toji refused to leave, Mr. Nanami went up to me. “Hey Ms.____ I was wondering if i could ask you something about Yuuji’s grades. You see, he’s having some trouble with math and since I know this course involves a lot of that i was wondering if you would be willing to tutor him. I would be paying, of course. It could be over at our home or we could meet up at some place of your choosing.”

I gave him a tiny smile, he was always so observant over Yuuji. “Of course! We can work something out. He always works my math out easily, I imagine it’s because I try my best to break everything down before giving it to them. Thanks for your concern on Yuuji. He’s a bright kid, he’s in good hands.” I put my hand on top of his to give him security, and in that instant I felt how the vibrator just jumped in velocity. It was hard, inconsistent and just random and all over the place. I contained myself from yelping and decided to shift in my seat instead. When I looked over at Toji there he was, man-spreading in all of his glory swiping his phone in different directions as he looked intensely at how my hand rested in top of Nanami’s.

Nanami ended the conversation shortly, handing me his business card that contained his contact information so we could set up the meetings and left quickly, not forgetting to wave at Toji at the end of the room. Toji stood up, and waved him a tiny goodbye as he walked towards me. Long, slow steps making small clacks across the marbled floor. He looked at his phone once more and swiped up, leaving the vibrator at the highest speed as I tried to shush the moans that escaped my mouth. Eventually giving in as i sat in my comfy chair.

“I told you I would behave if you were a good girl. But you just had to make me jealous, didn’t you?”

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part 2, part 3

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lanoslamp · 3 months

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thinkin’ about gojo getting caught having a camboy account by reader and reader teaches him a lesson. recording gojo while reader runs an orgasm through gojo, overstimulating the poor boy! gojo ending up sobbing and begging for forgiveness while reader fucks the life out of him, ignoring his pleas and cries..

at least he learns his lesson..

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incculum · 10 months

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Gojo Satoru.

top male reader

a/n: a little softer than what I usually write. I'm going a little insane over pussy right now.. I will also hopefully post more soon once I have more free time, ty for sticking around in the meantime

You let out a soft sigh through your nose, your eyes beginning to slowly open once the soft touches to your back become something you're unable to ignore further.

Satoru eagerly watches your eyes search for his in the room, dimly lit by the faint daylight peaking through the blinds. A quiet groan resonates in your chest when Satoru stares at you expectantly, "What.."

"C'mon... don't go back to sleep.." Satoru doesn't even attempt to whisper, whining softly, instead. He shakes you when your eyes shut again.

"What do you want.." You sigh into his soft hair. Satoru removes his hand from your back and finds yours, bringing it between his legs. You breathe out a laugh when he rolls his hips against your hand and you feel his soaked underwear.

"Seriously?" You can hear Satoru's sharp inhale when you press your fingers against his pussy through the wet fabric.

"Can't help it," Satoru breathes and his thighs shut around your hand when you try to pull it back.

"And I can't help you if you don't let me." Satoru sighs sharply and frees your hand. He momentarily forgets about the complaint teetering on the tip of his tongue when you push yourself up and slot your body between his spread thighs.

"Hurry up.." the complaint still slips out when you hook your fingers on the band of his underwear and pull it down his thighs, unbearably slow and definitely on purpose. Impatient, he bends his leg, freeing it and leaving the underwear hanging on the other. You take the opportunity to grab his slim thigh, keeping his leg bent, and pushing it to the side, letting you get a perfect view of his pussy glistening in the soft light. You use your other hand to glide a thumb over his clit, feeling the muscles in his thigh twitch under your hold. Satoru moans softly, running his hands up your arms until they rest on your shoulders.

"Just—" Satoru's whine is interrupted when you push your middle finger into his cunt. It glides in easily and he curls his fingers into your shirt. You pull your slick finger back out to rub circles into his clit again, and Satoru clenches his jaw, pushing back against your shoulders lightly. "Quit teasing!" he whines through gritted teeth.

"Quiet, love," you remind him with a hushed voice and watch his expressions. Satoru is so pretty, even when he's annoyed. He tries his best to glare at you but it doesn't do much when he's furrowing his brow and biting his lip to keep himself as quiet as someone like him can be when you continue pressing your finger against his clit. "That's it.." You reward him by finally slipping two fingers into his dripping pussy and he rewards you with a perfect breathy moan.

You pull your wrist back and listen to the squelch of your fingers in his cunt. His slick drips down your hand and you're only given the chance to pump your wrist a few times before Satoru interrupts you again.

"Fuck, why're you taking so long?" Satoru hisses through his moans and you squeeze his thigh in light warning. His tone softens, "please, I can't wait anymore..." He runs his hands down your chest and slips his fingers into your underwear in an impatient attempt to get it off.

"Okay, okay," you pull your hands back, pushing his hands away and pulling your underwear down your thighs yourself. Your cock springs out and Satoru smiles, already delirious, at the sight of it. You fist your cock with your hand, wet with Satoru's slick, and watch him bite his lip.

With a hand on Satoru's thigh again, you glide your cock through his folds and sink into his pussy before he has a chance to complain again. You both let out low moans as you push deeper until you bottom out and he curls his fingers around the bedsheets desperately. Your hips snap forward on their own and he whines softly with wide eyes. His spongy walls hug your cock so softly.

Satoru is already losing himself, whining into the hand he slapped onto his mouth, "move.."

You don't respond verbally, letting yourself drown in the soft pleasure of Satoru's cunt and fuck into him hungrily.

Deep moans slip past Satoru's lips and you don't shush them this time. You chase them desperately instead, your own noises spurring him on. He slips a hand down to his pussy, framing your cock sinking into him with his spread fingers. You fill him so perfectly and he won't let himself keep quiet about it.

"So good..!" He moans out his prettiest smile.

"Move your hand," You pant out.

"What?"

"Just move it, pretty," Satoru pulls his hand back and chokes on a whine when you press your thumb against his sensitive clit. He nearly drools and his moans raise in volume and pitch.

"Oh fuck—!" He whines out, blue eyes screwing shut and hands flying to grip the pillow under his head. You move your thumb quicker, desperate to pull more noises from Satoru's lips.

"M'gonna..!" He cries, arching his back. You speed the movements of your hand up, and pull your hips back further, fucking into him deeper.

"Cum for me, Satoru," you manage to pant out, your words beginning to slur together.

"F-fill me up! Please.."

"Of course," you breathe, it's so hard to form words properly when his pussy is clenching down on your cock so perfectly. You slam your hips against his and squeeze his thigh, moaning out. Your thumb continues to glide over his clit and his back arches.

His thighs tremble and you watch his abdomen tighten when he creams around your cock with a groan. Filling Satoru up is the only thought running through your mind and your body follows through, chest heaving.

You have enough energy to watch your cum start to mix with Satoru's before you let yourself collapse onto him, your cock still resting heavy inside of his pussy.

He lets out a shaky breath when you inevitably move your hips and push your face into his neck, panting against his sticky skin. His hand rests on the back of your head and he lightly scratches at your scalp. "Thank you.."

"Mmm.. love you," you mumble into his neck, drunk from your tiredness and his perfect pussy.

"I know," you pinch his sticky thigh and Satoru snickers.

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anemonelovesfiction · 11 months

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Not A Prank

Lo’ak x Y/n x Tsireya

Obviously its smut. Obviously everyone is of age for these activities, no underage bull crap going on here. Y/n liked the two of them but knows they’re to be mated together and she doesn’t wanna ruin it

Reader is insecure, low self esteem (but mildly placed in there)

Use of Mommy/Daddy Kink

The Gif is what I imagined Lo’ak and Tsireya being like when he asks her where Y/n went.

Reader is AFAB

HUMAN! Y/n

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She was the sweetest girl I’d ever met and the most beautiful. I could feel my heart race whenever she was near me or whenever she would place her hand on mine to help me breathe the way her people do. Even as a human I’d surprised myself for falling for her and her kindness. I knew I had no chance with someone being courted by Lo’ak.

Lo’ak was also fantastic. He was attentive, caring, sweet, he was so cute and hot at the same time. Whenever the anger radiated off of his body causing him to be demanding had me pressing my thighs together all the time.

But with her standing before me telling me what she had just told me I felt like I was slapped in the face by her words. The only people to know how I felt- because I trusted in telling them- were Neteyam and Rotxo, and unfortunately one of them were dead. So it was easy to pinpoint who’d told her how I felt about them.

“Th-that’s,” I stop myself as my shaky voice is making it hard to speak. I could feel the tears prickling my eyes and of course she’d choose now to pull a prank on me. I thought she was better than that.

Tonight was a big party- for what, I’m assuming it had to do with Lo’ak and Tsireya choosing to be mates. I couldn’t be too sure but was told by Ao’nung and Rotxo that Jake and Tonowari had spoken and everyone had gotten excited. But the moment I go with the Sully’s to their marui, silently cry myself to sleep, I’d have to wake up and face them both the next day again.

“That was a mean prank.” I state as my bottom lip trembles and her face falls. She knits the skin of her brows together and if I could give her an award for acting confused, I would, she played the part very well. I left before she could say anything and disappeared between the miniforest as I often call it.

I could feel my feet tingling from the length I’d ran and my lungs burning, refraining to let my sobs out, and from breathing heavily as I started running once I was out of sight. I let my sobs shake my body once I knew I was alone and allowed myself to fall to my knee’s. I had nobody but myself to blame, I shouldn’t have trusted Rotxo when I knew Ao’nung would manage to get the secret out of him.

I’d rather not stay out here and find somewhere to take my mind off of things and saw a huge cave opening with the faintest glowing light up ahead. Something in my mind told me to follow the light and it felt as if the slight breeze had been trying to guide me forward.

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“Do you think it was wise of us to make Y/n late for the party?” Ao’nung asks after having seen the human girl running. He was unsure if he had seen tears in her eyes or not but turns to Rotxo with a worried expression.

He wasn’t the type to instantly be okay with humans, hell, it took him quite the while to be okay with the new humans but they proved themselves useful to the clan. They learned as the Sully’s did and for that they had his respect.

“I think Lo’ak and Tsireya should tell her how they feel instead of her hearing it from their fathers.” Rotxo says with a smile.

“Hmm.” Ao’nung answers just as Lo’ak passes between them with a nod. A slight wind picking up as he does so.

The Omaticaya boy walks over toward the Teal girl who had her own fingers interlaced and was beginning to rock them from side to side, bending at the wrists, a nervous habit she’d picked up from the humans.

“Whats got you nervous now?” Lo’ak asks as he settles his hands on Tsireya’s shoulders and the girls sad expression stares back at him. His own smile disappears as he studies the beauty in front of him.

“What is wrong?” He asks gently.

“Y/n-“ Tsireya speaks as her eyes start to water and she focuses more on making sure the tears don’t fall. She is a sensitive woman but she knew she could not make this about her.

“Does she not share our feelings?” Lo’ak asks her in an attempt to get straight to the answer. If this was the answer he would comfort Tsireya and worry about this problem tomorrow.

“I told her how we felt and she looked so hurt, she thought I was joke-lying.” She states and fights the tears from falling but one escapes as it cascades down her cheek. She looks down in disappointment on herself for not stating it nicer.

“She thought you were pranking her?” Lo’ak asks as the english word slips past his tongue effortlessly and the teal girl nods. He licks his lips to try to think of a way to fix their problem and wipes his girlfriends (soon-to-be’s-wife) tear from her cheek, then takes his index finger to spoon her chin, he slowly lifts it up and she is looking at him through her lashes, fighting her own feelings.

“We should tell her it was not a prank, tell me now, where did she go?” He asks her softly while giving her the kindest small smile.

“Through the tree’s.” She answers and he caresses her cheek.

“Lets go find our Lor.” Lo’ak speaks and takes Tsireya’s hand as he too walks toward the mini forest- as he remembered you often called it. Unbeknownst to the human girl, thats where one of the caves leads to their sport tree.

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I prayed to Eywa upon seeing the spirit tree shining brightly in the night sky. The glowing fish surrounding the tree were dancing beautifully in the water and it was a sight I’d never quite be used to. I felt a sense of calmness wash over me after I finished asking the all mother to help guide me from here. I knew I’d need an immeasurable amount of strength to face Tsireya after what she’d just told me.

I sat on one of the make-shift bridges made with some of the magnetic rock. It floated like a walkway and ended about three feet away from me where a big petal of the spirit tree is illuminating the area I was in. I dip my feet into the water and sigh leaning my body back to see the multitude of stars shining along the night sky. I smile at the sight and decide to lay back down, placing my hands on my stomach and relax while gazing at them. They shined so beautifully it made me wish I was one of them instead.

It wasn’t too long before I was closing my eyes to the sound of the waves carefully crashing. There seemed to only be peace here and I smiled at the sound. I opened my eyes again and screamed at the face I was least expecting to see staring back at me. I almost felt bad that my natural reaction was to slap his face away from mine so I could plan an escape, almost didn’t stop my hand from hitting his face, and although he yelped and pulled away I know it didn’t hurt him.

“I don’t want to talk right now.” I instantly frown and pull my legs out of the water. I knew if I tried walking away now my feet would slip or he’d stop me either way so I stated how I felt instead.

“Why’s that?” He asks and I glance at him carefully. I’m unsure of what he knows but he wasn’t showing any signs of knowing of what had previously transpired and it makes my heart hurt because it must have been a prank and all I want to do is go to the Marui, lay on my mat, and cry.

“I don’t want to talk about the reason either.” I huffed and moved to get up.

“Woah, wait a second.” He places his warm hand on my arm and his one touch stops my movements completely. I move my arm from under his and he holds his hands up in defense.

“Woah, I didn’t know you had Lo’ak cooties.” He jokes and lowers his hands as he brings his knee’s toward his chest, resting his arms on them.

“Thats not funny.” I roll my eyes.

“You used to laugh at that.”

“Once. I laughed once,” I can feel the corners of my mouth turning up as I remember when he asked if thats why I wouldn’t hug him, he had the kids of the village yelling that whenever he got near.

“Theres that smile,” He pokes my cheek lightly and ends up sliding his pointer finger under my jaw and his thumb placed on my cheek.

I admit I had started smiling at the gesture but abruptly moved my face off of his hand and stood up. All trace of my smile being gone. He was doing that out of kindness for a friend not out of love for a mate.

“I’m tired.” I stated and headed toward the cave opening but felt my bicep being grabbed. My stupid flabby bicep with almost no muscle, I was almost home free.

“Reya didn’t mean to upset you.”

And there it goes. He knew the entire time and sat there pretending to be my friend, knowing the words she probably said, knowing the reason I came out here was to hide from them, and this felt like the biggest betrayal, I thought Tsireya was mean but Lo’ak was ruthless. But I should have expected him to stand beside his girlfriend, after all, they’re probably going to complete their union once I left.

“Let go.” I stated and felt proud for my voice not wavering.

“Y/n-“

“No!” I yank my arm away from his and it hurt, he was firmly holding onto me. “You knew and you sat there pretending that everything was fine.”

“Thats not why-“

“I’m sorry, okay? Is that what you wanted me to say?” I asked him even though I was the one who deserved an apology. He shakes his head but I speak before he has the chance to.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t just love you as a brother or Tsireya as a friend. I’m sorry I managed to ruin your marriage party tonight but I swear I wasn’t trying to make this about me. I already know nobody likes me or wants a future with me here. I’m tawtute. I’m disgusting, I’m ugly, I’m pathetic, I know. I hear them every day.” I clenched my fists to stop my hands from shaking. My nails were digging in my palms to stop myself from crying but I knew the tears were falling any time soon, my vision was too blurry for them to not fall now.

“Who told you those words.”

I shouldn’t be surprised that Lo’ak wasn’t by himself. It’s the icing in this piece-of-shit-day-cake. But I was hoping I was wrong for once and he came to talk to me on his own. My mistake.

“I’m going home-“ I turn around and almost bump into Tsireya I blink to try to clear my vision and the tears fall immediately, fresh ones coming to replace the ones that fell.

“Who.”

“Doesn’t matter.” I try to move around her but she intentionally moves to block my way. I look up at her and try to muster all of the anger and hatred I can but she’s crossed her arms and is looking down on me and it makes me want to cry harder.

“Why would you believe them?” Lo’ak’s voice comes from behind me and I’m starting to get agitated.

“Have you seen me?” I chuckle darkly as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“Have you seen you?” He asks in an angry tone.

“I just want to go home.” I sigh, I’m tired and I don’t have the energy to be angry anymore, I just want to be sad, and they wouldn’t be there.

“I asked you a question.” Lo’ak stated so cooly, he sounded stern, like when Jake was mad- he sounded like his father- he had the same accent but it was his voice.

“What does that even mean?” I asked while placing my palm on my forehead, then turning my head to look at him.

“Have you seen yourself?” Tsireya is the one asking this time and I’ve just about had it with their riddles.

“Yes, I’m fat, unlikable-“

“No, you are repeating words.” Tsireya stops me and bends down slightly to come face to face with me.

“We don’t see you like that, Y/n.” Lo’ak states and I can hear him step closer, his hand resting on my shoulder and I want to shake it off and run. I know how you see me I wanted to tell them but I stayed quiet.

“Oel Ngati Kameie,” Tsireya says as she places her hand on my empty shoulder. I could feel Lo’ak squeeze the other as he repeated those words.

“Oel ngati kameie,Y/n.”

“…” I freeze at their words and am only facing Tsireya with wide eyes.

“You are a strong tawtute. You came to our clan knowing nothing of the way we live and have proven yourself over and over by completing the tasks we do. You’re helpful and you are kind. I like seeing the way you handle the children very well and it makes my chest feel like its burning to see you with our children.” Tsireya speaks while looking into my eyes the entire time and I’m shocked when she leans in and kisses me, but I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling. My eyes flutter open moments after she pulls away and she’s smiling, her eyes are full of life.

“You’re intelligent and creative, I’ve heard Ronal become impressed with your knowledge and she wishes she could remember things the way you do. And trust me it is very hard to please that woman-“

Tsireya knocks Lo’aks head from the side and she makes a face at him and I let out a small laugh. I turn to look at him as he continues while slightly rubbing his head.

“-you picked up sign language in a month, I still fumble with it. You’re ambitious and always want to find the answers to the problems when everyone else has given up. You’re so sweet to anyone you meet. You’re gorgeous, fuck, especially when you look at me like that.”

I knit my eyebrows together because I had no idea what he was talking about but he leans down to kiss my lips, his hand coming to caress my cheek, he teases by running his tongue on my bottom lip and I whine before he pulls away. I keep my eyes closed and I’m sure the disappointment is evident on my face.

“But I can’t be with you.”

“Why not?” Tsireya asks.

“You belong to each other, I can’t ruin what you have-“ I stop myself when I see Lo’ak smirking, his eyes shift to Tsireya’s then back at me as if he was talking to her with his eyes.

“What?” I ask as I turn to see Tsireya sharing a smile with Lo’ak.

“We were both having feelings for you but didn’t want to leave each other. It took us a while to talk to each other as we didn’t want to disappoint the other. Then we talked to both of our parents who talked to Eywa.” Tsireya explains and she seems giddy.

“And-“ Lo’ak takes my focus with him as he continues. “- both parents said Eywa has paired the three of our souls together.” Lo’ak stated.

“I thought Eywa only mated two people together?” I asked in confusion.

“Unless theres a match so perfect that there are three- sometimes more- destined to be together.” Tsireya smiles sweetly.

“But I can’t mate with you.”

“Why not?” Lo’ak asks and my eyebrows knit together as I stare down to the floor. I just came to the deep realization that I had been kissed by them moments prior, by both of them, my cheeks were heating up.

“I don’t have a kuru.”

“You don’t need one Yawne, you are enough for us just the way you are.” Tsireya reassures me and I sigh. It feels like they aren’t thinking about this the way I am.

“I can’t give you children, I can’t tsaheylu with you, I can’t hold a bow and arrow or become taronyu-“ I looked at Lo’ak “- or hold my breath long enough to be a diver,” I looked at Tsireya.

“I just can’t-“ I stop myself from continuing the sentence and look up at them, nervously teetering my interlocked hands from side to side. “Trust me when I say I’ve wanted this for so long, but I fall too short to be your mate,” I stated firmly.

“Let us show you how you don’t.” Tsireya circles around to stand next to Lo’ak as they share a look and Lo’ak gives a nod. Tsireya smiles and holds her hand out. I knit my brows as I look at her outstretched three-fingered hand, look up to her face and exhaled quick upon seeing her half lidded eyes, then I look toward her hand again to contain my blush.

Fuck it, right? I take her hand and she gently pulls toward her body. I look back up at her and can feel my feet inching toward her as she takes her other hand to caress my cheek, I flinch at the contact and I could feel my shoulders tense up. She leans down carefully and stops close to my mouth, her eyes looking back up at mine and my breath hitches, the smallest flicks of her ear picking up my gasp. She closes the gap again and lets go of my hand, placing her hand on the small of my back, pulling me in toward her body- still caressing my cheek with her other hand.

She moves her head slightly off to the side and the hand caressing my cheek moves to support my neck, she takes the hand from the small of my back and gropes my ass, and she takes advantage of my gasp and fits her tongue inside my mouth, massaging mine. I can’t help but moan into the kiss at how hot and heavy it was getting, I could feel a heat starting in my lower belly.

“Don’t hog her to yourself, Reya,” Lo’ak whines and the teal girl chooses to disconnect our mouths. I’m breathing heavily having forgotten that I wasn’t breathing since her face got close to mine, I’m sure my pupils were dilated I could see the light from the tree shining on Lo’ak’s face and his were definitely dilated.

He leans in and kisses me and it feels rougher, his lips move smoothly across my own and I could tell I would be addicted between the two. He grabs the back’s of my knee’s as he lifts me up and I jump, wrapping my legs around his waist from where I was being held, Lo’ak moves his rough lips over my jaw line, and I whine feeling Tsireya’s hands gently rubbing my waist and kissing my back. My breath is coming out labored as I feel their hands and mouths on my body, the heat from my belly had grown and I felt like I couldn’t take it much longer.

“Please,” I beg, not sure to whom, but hoping they don’t stop. Lo’ak is nibbling on the right side of my neck and I could feel the goosebumps rise, and the wetness begin. Tsireya does the same on the left side and I bite my lip to stop myself from making any embarrassing sounds making sure to tightly close my eyes, my toes curl as well and I fight the urge to move my hips in Lo’ak’s abs.

“Don’t be shy, sweet girl.” Tsireya nuzzles her nose in my cheek as she speaks in my ears and I whine. Lo’ak hums in agreement and moves his face away from mine, my breaths coming out in short huffs, I’m sure I looked as pathetic as I felt.

“Let us know how we making you feel, princess.” Lo’ak pecks my lips again and sits me downward gently lays me against Tsireya.

“Tonight is about your pleasure more than ours.” Tsireya reassures me as she places her arms under my armpits to fully grasp any part of my body. I nod in understanding but felt shy all over again. I hated sitting down when my tummy was visible and this position does not flatter me at all.

“Don’t be shy,” Tsireya repeats in my ears while Lo’ak sits back to watch, a slight smirk playing on his lips. She ran her teal hands along the lengths of my body and I started feeling self conscious.

“You’re so soft,” She comments and manages to keep one hand on my waist, the other traveling up my side, skipping my breasts- to which I slightly sigh in relief, and she just places her hand under my chin and turns my head toward hers as she captures my lips to her own. Her hand travels toward my top, never untying it, but placing her hands to carry my boobs and I gasp as her thumb caresses my nipples through the shirt. She gently massages them in her hands, careful to tease my nipples, and stick her tongue in my mouth to claim it. I can feel the fire in my belly intensify, I could feel the damp spot in my loincloth.

“Reya,” I whine and she smiles joyfully.

“Yes my love?”

“Please.” I whine again.

“You have to tell her what you want, baby girl. Tell mommy what you want.” Lo’ak licks his lips as he observes the scenario unfolding.

“Mo-mmy?” I ask in confusion and Tsireya kisses down my neck, it felt so different. I could tell she enjoyed it.

“Yes baby girl?” She coo’s in my ear without going further, one hand has dipped under my shirt as she plays with my nipple as the other trails over my belly and stops at the waistband.

“Tell mommy what you want and I’ll give it to you.” She licks the shell of my ear and I moan.

“Please use, use your f-fingers,”

“But I am using them, my love.”

“On my pussy,” I whine. Tsireya makes a sound of approval and dips her hand under my loincloth.

“She’s so wet Lo’ak-“ She gasps and lets the moisture collect on her finger tip before finding my clit and placing the slightest bit of pressure and rubbing circles. My eyes close and I suck in a small breath as I could feel the heat radiating from my stomach down to my pussy. I wanted to cum on her fingers.

“Why don’t you rub faster, my love.” Lo’ak’s voice sounded deeper but I was too focused on Tsireya’s fingers to bother opening my eyes, secretly agreeing with Lo’ak.

“I think we need your help,” The teal girl moans as she speaks but I know she wasn’t talking to me.

“Mommy please go faster,” I moan and her fingers pick up on speed. I’m panting and can feel myself shamefully reaching my own orgasm but something was missing.

“Take her loincloth off!” Tsireya instructs and Lo’ak does so. She’d long abandoned my nipple and was using her left hand to hike my left thigh up, stopping me from closing my legs at all.

“Fuck look at that pretty pussy.” Lo’ak moans himself and palms his cock through his loin cloth. “So wet from mommy doing a good job,” I could feel Tsireya shiver underneath me but her fingers never faltered.

“Don’t you think so, Princess?” He asks me and I nod my head knowing I’d just moan louder if I talked.

“Finger fuck her, Lo, make her cum with our fingers.” Tsireya whispers something quick in my ear and it takes me a bit to process what she said but now I knew what Lo’ak liked to be called.

“Alright baby, I’m going to use my fingers, let me know if it hurts and we can stop, okay?” He asks and I nod.

“Y-yes daddy, I w-will.”

“Fuck you’ll be the death of me.” He groans and comes face to face with my pussy. I could feel his hot breath with every exhale making my slick more evident. He carefully prods at the opening and ever so slowly slides his pointer finger in.

“So bi-ig,” I grind down- as best I could with Tsireya still holding my thigh up, other hand circling my sopping wet clit. I could take a second finger but if I’m being honest, his one finger was like being fucked by a dick, I couldn’t fathom fitting his in me.

“You’re so naughty~” Lo’ak coo’s. “Whose pussy does this belong to?” He asks while kissing my left thigh and I whine.

“Is it mommy’s or daddy’s pussy my love?” Tsireya asks from above me and I whine.

“Ca-can’t choose. Both,” I groan once Lo’ak inserts a second finger and I feel unbelievably full-

“Fuck baby, the tips of my fingers are kissing her cervix,”

“Daddy, fuck!” I yell and feel the coil in my belly start to tighten. He curls his fingers upward once and I moan, opening my legs up more if possible.

“Yeah baby girl?” He asks while curling them again, making sure to drag his fingers over a very special and sensitive spot inside me.

“Mommy, Daddy, I’m gonna-“ I grunt and thrust my hip upwards as Lo’ak hits that spot harder.

“Come for us baby, be a good girl and come for momma and daddy.” Tsireya coo’s stopping her rubs on my clit, before I could whine our of protest she pushes the bottom of my tummy down as Lo’ak grinds his fingers upward and I see stars. My vision goes white and I’m sure I was screaming, the feeling of pure pleasure is rippling through me and I can tell I’m grinding back on his finger, I open my eyes lazily to see Lo’ak licking his fingers clean.

“You taste divine, baby girl.”

“No fair, I want to taste-“ Lo’ak dips his fingers back down into my cunt and sits up on his knees, grabbing Tsireya’s cheeks harshly and placing his fingers in her mouth and she closes her eyes, letting out a seductive sound as she licked his fingers clean.

“Fuck.” I whisper to myself while seeing this play out before me. He leans in and starts making out with Tsireya and the gloss on his lips from my own cunt is turning me on, they were getting horny over my taste.

“We have someone to finish off, Rey,” Lo’ak affectionately rubs the teal girls cheek, kissing her forehead.

“But I already came-“ I mention in confusion.

“And now we fuck, baby girl.” He states as if it were obvious and I moan at the thought alone.

“How can I take that sweet pussy of yours?” He asks and I moan again.

“Doggy.”

“Get in position then.”

“Wait-“ I stop him as he reaches for his loincloth and he stops.

“I want Mommy in front if me so I can eat her out.” I stated while looking at Tsireya.

“But tonight is for you, my love-“ She starts and I cut her off.

“And I want to eat you out, please.”

She undoes her loincloth with a flick of her hand over the bow keeping it together and sits on the floor in front of me, her legs slowly spread and I see and smell her slick. I didn’t think I’d be able to smell it but-

“You smell so good-“ I groan and felt myself become aroused at the smell and sight alone.

“Feel her, baby girl.” Lo’ak says beside me and I shiver at his proximity.

My mouth salivates at the thought of doing that but my body was acting on its own as my knees came into contact with the ground below. I knelt down and inspected her pussy and was surprised to see how similar our anatomy was. I instinctively place my four fingers on her mound as my thumb slides over where I believe her clit is and she sucks in a breath. I bite my lip and feel Lo’ak lifting my hips to get me in position and I go all in with my thumb, not necessarily taking it slow but not too fast to hurt her.

“Please don’t stop.” Tsireya exhales heavily.

“I don’t plan on it-“ My own breath hitches as Lo’ak places the head of his cock on my entrance, gently pushing the slightest bit.

“Keep playing with Mommy, baby, Daddy’s going slow.” He reassures me while continuing to slide in at the slowest pace possible and my heart swells at how sweet he’s being to me.

“Use your fingers baby.” Tsireya demands and I use my own hand sticking one finger in her. “You can use more than one my love,” She coaxes and I use three, she throws her head back and I can feel her squeeze my fingers. I continue to slowly thrust in her while rubbing her clit with my thumb.

Just then I could feel Lo’ak’s head entering and the unbelievable stretch I found was enough to stop me from taking care of Tsireya and groaning in pain.

“Hold on princess.” Lo’ak states while using his body to hover over mine as he sucks on my neck, gently taking one hand off my hip to trail down to rub my clit.

“Eywa you’re so tight and so wet.” He groans in my ear, his finger rubbing my clit faster.

“Don’t forget mommy, Tiyan,” He kisses my ear and I whine, feeling bad for forgetting about ‘Reya, I move my fingers deeper and feel her clench harder around my hands as she moans louder, I can see her toes curling as I run my fingers back out and I feel like the cockiest person alive right now.

“How does that ma-ke you f-f-eel, mom-my?” I planned that to go smoother in my mind but Lo’ak’s attentiveness to my body was showing. I thrusted my fingers back in her and circled her clit twice.

“Wonderful, Tiyan,” She moans and meets my fingers with a small thrust of her own. “Don’t stop,”

“I wanna taste-“ I lazily stated as Lo’ak thrusts his hips further, finally meeting my hips, the tip of his cock kissing my cervix.

“Yes,” Lo’ak moans and goes back to gripping my hips again, I can feel his balls ghosting over my clit. I bend my face down and take Tsireya’s clit in my mouth suckling it and swirling my tongue when I took a breath in.

“I’m going to move, baby girl,” Lo’ak warns before moving his hips back, taking his cock with him, and I can feel the stretch again. I shut my eyes to help focus on Tsireya but the pain was harsh.

“Fuckin’ love this pussy-“ Lo’ak grits while coming back in and slapping my ass at the same time. The sting from the impact of both movements caught me by surprise and I could feel myself contract around him.

“I’m close-“ Tsireya moans, her eyes closed and her mouth letting out pants as she ever so softly grinds her hips closer to my face.

“Yeah, my naughty girls.” I feel another slap on my ass as he slides out and picks up the pace. “Should I let mommy cum?” Lo’ak asks me and slides back in.

“Fuck- I- I don’t know,” I try to breathe but place my mouth back on her, moving my fingers non stop.

“Mmm-“ He hums.

“Baby girl doesn’t think you deserve to come, mommy.”

“I don’t know how much longer I can wait,” Tsireya stops moving her hips against my mouth and I’m saddened.

“Fuck, I’m close too.” Lo’ak pants above me and I can feel my pussy massaging his cock, the primal urge to shove myself back on his cock to coax his come was driving me insane. I look up and see Tsireya biting her lip and looking at me.

“D’you think she should come now baby?” He pistons his hips inside and I’m melting. I detach from Tsireya’s swollen clit and answer.

“Yes mom-my, c-co-me,” I whine and feel another sting on my behind. The moment Tsireya whines and sucks in a deep breathe is the moment Lo’ak goes faster, if at all possible, and ruts his hips in. I can feel Tsireya’s walls clench on my fingers as I’m making the come here motion over her G spot.

“Daddy!” I whine.

“Fuckin’ come princess.”

And as soon as I do, I feel warm, safe, and loved.

_________

Lo’ak had pulled out, laying me between Tsireya and himself as they praised me for a job well done and took turns caressing my back. They gently lead me into the water and cleaned me off, being careful and attentive to my body language. Floating in the cool water helped me feel comfortable again and I sighed in contentment.

After they dressed me, Lo’ak carried me on the way to our shared Marui in which I was mostly already sleeping in his arm.

“Are humans always this sleepy?” Tsireya’s voice is all I hear, but I feel calm.

“After giving them the fuck of a life-time they are.” Lo’ak responds softly, theres a distinct sound that makes me think they kissed.

“I am happy.” Tsireya speaks and is joining me on the mat, cradling my body, effectively making me the little spoon. “She deserves the best, my love, I don’t want her to question our love for her again.”

“I don’t think she will, Rey.” Lo’ak lies down next to us and I can only tell from the slight movement of the mat. He moved his hands to cradle Tsireya and myself and I snuggle closer to their bodies.

“I would kill for her.” She whispers and leans down to kiss my cheek.

“I would too,” Lo’ak yawns lightly and groans happily.

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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑?

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YOU ALWAYS ADORED YOUR NEIGHBOR. satoru gojo was a sweet man, albeit one with a shit ton of personality. he was much older than you, you estimate around double your age, but he didn't look old, at least from your yard. in fact, he was quite musclar, the white stuble on on his jaw, and the small streaks of grey in his hair were the only indicators of his age. but when you first came into the neighborhood, fresh out of college and a newer home owner, he showed you the ropes. he really was nice, and prettier upfront.

satoru gojo also had kids. he a husband of his own, seemingly settled down and happy. although, that wasn't exactly true. you had no way of knowing, but satoru's arranged marriage wasn't exactly a thing he was happy about.

but when the adorable smile of yours was directed his way in the mornings, he couldn't help but be just a little happier.

this older neighbor of yours give you tips to keep your lawn neat, listen to your random array of hobbies--he'd even indulge in them so you were lonely, he'd happily accept whatever sweets you'd get him, and he'd listen to all of your problems. he spent more bonding time with his younger neighbor, than with his husband.

one problem he listened to in particular, was money. as someone built from old money he has plently.

"why don't you come babysit for my kids? me and my husband are going out this weekend, we could use someone to watch them." once he stated his price you immediately nodded, eager to receive such a large amount of money per hour. plus, you had never been inside of his house, you wondered what his style was. "gladly!"

and when the day came, you were quite nervous. they were going to be out pretty late, so you brought clothes to sleep in and any necessities you needed.

satoru opened the door with his warm dimpled smile when you knocked. "glad to see you! and welcome to my home," he stepped back and allowed you through the door. you looked in awe as your eyes scanned the interior. the house looks bigger on the inside, and it was beautifully furnished. "your house is beautiful, i don't want to step inside," you chuckle lightly, feeling as if you might ruin the rich air of it if you fully stepped inside. satoru laughs, "c'mon."

when you step inside, he closes the door before calling two names. you see two little kids run towards him. the bigger one, likely around five, seemed to have a lot of energy. "this is saori," satoru puts his hand on her head. she had long straight white hair with a few black streaks in them.

"this is five-year-old i warned you about," satoru starts, the girl interrupts him with a frown, "hey!" satoru chuckles, "she has a lot of energy."

the smaller kid trotts up to him. "this is shiro," satoru picks up the kid, holding him gently in his arms. the kid looks exactly like him, bright blue eyes, dimpled smile, and fluffy white hair alike. "this is the three-year-old. he's a lot calmer than saori."

the kids looked pretty nice, it didn't seem like you were going to have any problems. satoru explains the rules, telling you their schedules and anything else. "come on, suguru! i'm ready to go!" a man with straight black hair walks down stairs dressed in a matching suit with satoru. "i'm here, damn."

they soon leave, satoru waving goodbye, and now you're left with the kids.

"let's have a good afternoon, yeah?"

you yawned and checked the clock, nestled comfortably on the couch. it was pretty late, and the kids had been gone to sleep. your eyes drifted shut, only opening when you hear the large slam of the front door. you shoot up, looking worried before you realize it's satoru. yet, he looks visibly pissed off. "wha- oh. you could've slept in the guest room y'know," satoru mumbles, carding his hand through his hair. he visibly relaxes when he sees you aswell.

"what's wrong? if you don't mind me asking," you ask him, tilting your head. you slowly get up off of the couch and walk towards him.

"just a fight, nothing to worry about," satoru pinches the bridge of his nose. "you look pretty upset, i think is something to worry about . . . just a little." your hand gently grabs his wrist, pulling his hand away from his face. and even in the darkness of the room, you could tell his eyes were watering.

it felt wrong how close you were, but you couldn't let him be so sad. his smile was one of the things you loved most about him, you hated when you saw it disappear.

when your hand cupped his cheek, you felt as if you crossed a line, but it also felt so right. "gojo—" his lips smash against yours, interrupting your words. it was wrong, but you couldn't help but kiss him back, parting your lips and entangling your tongue with his. "satoru," he whispers, sepreating your lips only to put them back to together. "call me satoru."

the man is taller than you, his arms wrap around your neck as you kiss, feet drifting closer and closer to the couch.

"mm, fuck--" he whispers into your lips, falling back on the comfortable cushion of the couch, pulling you down on top of him. it was adorable how desprate he was, perhaps something was really wrong with his marriage. but that was a thought for after this. your current thoughts are consumed by the older man below you.

satoru whimpers, diamond eyes glossy as he looks up at you. fuck--he sounded sweet. and he looked the part too.

his thigh rubs at your growing buldge, the look in his eyes full of desire. "goj- satoru, are you sure-" satoru's trembling lip interrupts you, "please." please? you never thought he was the type to plead. you nod, "okay."

your hands messily undress him, tearing off his suit until you get to his boxers with confusion. "oh! i- i forgot to tell you," satoru chews on his bottom lip, hands covering the large damp spot on his boxers. although his face turns red when he sees the glint in your eyes. "is- is that fine?" your eyes flicker to his, almost angry he would assume you wouldn't think it was fine.

slipping off his boxers, your mouth watering at the sight. satoru gojo's pussy puffy and hairy, in your face.

your face dips between his legs, your lips mouthing at his pussy. you spread his pussy with your thumbs, licking and sucking at him. "a-ah!" satoru whines, legs twitching as you make out with his cunt. "oh fuck! you're so good, so much--fuck!" his eyes roll and cross, hands entangled in your hair. "oh! 'm cumming! 'm cumming!"

his legs clamp around your head as he squirts in your face. your neighbor, just squirted in your face.

you lift your head from your legs, panting and licking your lips. satoru's eyes flutter, looking up at you with a shaky smile. sitting up, you smile at his throbbing clit. "didn't know you could-" satoru yelps when you lift up his lower half to your face. your lips attach to his clit, sucking and licking on his pink clit. satoru laughs, "you're so energetic! that because your young?"

your eyes look down and lock with his. "i just like your body," you mumble into his pussy, "so good."

satoru whines as you eat him out. "gunna squirt in m'face again?" you whisper, closing your eyes at his taste. satoru doesn't answer, although you can guess why his legs shut around your head again. strings of moans and your name leaves his lips. "pleasepleasepleeease," he whispers.

his legs tremble as he squirts with a yell again. satoru's legs fall slack in your hold before you set his lower half down. satoru looks up at you with low eyes, seeing his release all over your lips and chin.

"need you do that again. just on m'cock this time," you whisper pushing down your grey sweats, staring down at him with lustful eyes. satoru smiles, spreading his glistening thighs for you.

all thoughts or awareness of anything else are thrown from his head when his eyes lock onto your cock, when he fills the tip push between his puffy and red folds, when you sink into him and fill him to the brim. fuck- you're bigger than suguru. "mmph! f-fu . . . hah," satoru swallows when your cock stretches his cunt perfectly, like you were made for him.

you lean down, pushing his flexing thighs with you. his calves rest on your shoulders and you interwine his fingers with yours, holding them above his head.

"f-fuck! you feel s'good," you moan, focusing on the wet sound of his cunt taking your cock. and clearly the squelching and the wet skin slapping was turning him on as his walls squeeze you as if not wanting to leave. you lean and press your lips to his, smiling at how his eyes were unfocused and cross. your tongues messily tangible, saliva dripping down the corner of his lips.

"ngh—! a-ah . . . AHnNg!" no thoughts were in the older man's head when he felt your cum shoot into him, the warmth making him smile as he milks your cock, cumming himself.

his awareness and judgement had long been thrown into the dark depths of his mind. him nor you even noticed suguru watching you with a boner straining at his pants. then again, how could he focus? his pussy felt a bit too good, better than he's felt in a while simply because of work interference.

saori always wanted a little sister.

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<3 this is took me 4ever, but i've going thru a writer's block, i feel proud of myself lol. i don't know if anyone is going to like this, but this is what popped in my head. y'all have also thoroughly convinced me that satoru is a squirter... btw i was thinking about this image while making this. don't even ask where i got it from :D

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