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wonderthor · 1 year

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Mistakes

a/n: y’all can thank ovulation for this😭😭

pairing: grey!dad!nanami x thicc!innocent!black!fem!reader

summary: you loved babysitting for your fellow church member, Mr. Nanami. his daughter was so cute and he was a quiet single dad that paid well. until you leave to go to a baby shower one day in a certain dress and find out that, maybe he wasn’t so quiet after all.

warnings: cursing, talk of church and being church members, although nothing particularly religious is mentioned, age gap(nanami is in his 30s, reader is 21), SMUT 18+(noncon/dubcon, spanking, corruption, fingering, oral(fem receiving), degradation, name calling(slut, whore, sweet girl, pretty girl), innocent/virgin reader, power play, crying), didn’t edit cuz i haven’t eaten yet today, let me know if i missed anything!

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You looked over yourself in the mirror for at least the fifth time, loving the dress your best friend picked out for you. you were thankful that Mr. Nanami’s daughter finally went to sleep so that you could try it on. you never really got to go shopping much, and when you did all you ever bought were dresses, blouses, skirts, and dress pants for church. your parents gave you all the clothes that you could wear outside of church, which wasn’t much. but you guessed since you were always in church participating in one of your ministries or committees, you didn’t need that many other clothes. that is why you loved this dress so much. it was absolutely gorgeous, it wasn’t something you were really forced to wear, and it was something your parents would never let you step foot in.

when it came to dresses you were allowed to wear, they were always long sleeved, loose fitting, and reached your ankles. this dress was anything but that. it was short sleeved, it showed your bosom, and it came in at the waist and flared out, accentuating your curves. you felt a pang of guilt, knowing that if your parents saw you in this dress they would simply pass out from shock and then wake up only to lash a belt across your bottom. not only that, but you didn’t want them to be disappointed. you were always a good and obedient girl, and doing something that your parents would not approve of made your stomach churn.

but, you couldn’t not wear it either. your best friend bought it for you to wear to her sister’s baby shower, which is where you were going once Mr. Nanami came back home. she said she wanted everyone to have similar or matching dresses so they could take lots of cute pictures. even though she bought this so you could fit in, you were sure you would stand out. looking at your figure in the dress, you realized you were a lot curvier than your friend must have thought. your bosom poured out of the neckline and so much of your thighs were on display. i mean really, not even my night clothes are this short and tight, you thought to yourself.

you turned around in the mirror and gasped. your thighs and your chest weren’t the only things shown off in this dress. your panties and your bottom could clearly be seen from the back of the dress, as the bottom of the dress stopped right barely below yours. no, no, no, i simply cannot wear this, my parents would have my head! your face became hot and your breaths started to rise. no, it’s okay, calm down. i will just stop at home before the baby shower and change. she will have to understand that i-.

you were pulled out of your thoughts as you heard the familiar jiggle of the front door knob. you peeked out of the bathroom, hoping it was just your imagination, but you could clearly see the tall, blond man that was Mr. Nanami walk through the door. you quickly backed up into the bathroom before he could see you and quietly closed the door. panicking, you slid down the door onto the floor and held your head in your hands. no! this cannot be happening! please tell me that this isn’t happening! you wanted to cry, you wanted to throw up. you were hoping to change back into the outfit you had on before, a simple blouse and pants. but they were currently in your backpack that was sitting on the couch, in the living room, where Mr. Nanami was. there was no way you could change into those clothes without him seeing you, in this dress.

after hyperventilating and calming down three times, you finally worked up the courage to open the door and peek out of the bathroom again. you let out a small sigh of relief as you saw Mr. Nanami in the refrigerator. perfect! you could quickly grab your stuff and sneak out the door before he turns around. he usually spent a good while looking in the refrigerator, trying to find out what he wanted to fix himself for supper. you didn’t hesitate anymore as you slowly and quietly tiptoed to the living room to grab your backpack and to the front door. yes! it worked! your hand was on the front door knob when you heard a deep, strict voice behind you.

“Y/N”

you shivered as your eyes widened and you let go of the door knob. you were too scared to turn around, so you stood there, staring at the door as you answered.

“y-yes Mr. Nanami?”

“where’s the baby?”

“she’s a-asleep in her crib”

a moment of silence went by, and you seriously considered running out of the door. you honestly thought that you would, but you couldn’t seem to move.

“are you going somewhere?”

“yes, i’m going to a friend’s ba-”

“like that?”

you clenched the arms of your backpack as you started to break out in a nervous sweat. oh how you wished you could just disappear.

“n-no sir, i was going to go home to change before i-”

“turn around”

you were scared to face him, but the authority in his voice made you do so without delay. you jumped a little as he was closer to you than you thought, staring down at you with his arms crossed in disappointment. he still had his suit and tie from work on, making his authority feel that much higher.

“did you really think you could go somewhere wearing that?”

“no i d-don’t. i didn’t realize that this dress was…like this so i was going to go home to change.”

“do you think i would let you walk out of my house like that? what do you think the members of the church would say? what do you think your parents would say once you went home and they saw you in this?”

you held your head down in deep shame, knowing he was absolutely right. if anyone from the church saw you in this dress, you would be in serious trouble.

“i-i am truly sorry, Mr. Nanami. i’ve made a horrible mistake. will you please forgive me?”

he leaned down and lifted your chin up with his hand, making you face him straight on with his face mere millimeters away from yours.

“i forgive you, but my dear y/n, how disappointed in you i am. you ought to know better, in fact i know you know better. it seems that i will have to teach you a lesson since your parents aren’t here, and i know you don’t want them finding out about this mistake of yours, right?”

your eyes widened again as you nodded at him.

“good”

he let go of your chin and stood back up, before walking away to stand behind a chair in the living room. he took off his suit jacket and laid it across the back of the chair. you watched as he then walked to the couch and sat down on the middle cushion. he sighed and brushed a hand through his hair, taking his phone out of his pocket and turning it off before throwing it on the coffee table, making you jump. then, he loosened his tie and took out his cuff links and placed them on the table, rolling his sleeves up to his elbows. once he was done, he made eye contact with you and beckoned you with his finger.

“come here”

you slid your backpack out of your arms and off of your back, leaving it at the door as you nervously walked over to Mr. Nanami. once you stood in front of him, he patted his thighs.

“lay down across them”

you shivered again. you realized three things. you realized what he was about to do. you’d never had anyone other than your parents spank you, and when they did they didn’t do it like this. they had you stand up and used a belt across your bottom. you’d only been spanked twice, and they were for things you didn’t even know were wrong at the time. even still, you remembered, and were sure you’d never forget.

you realized you hadn’t been spanked since you were a little girl. the first time you were 5 and the last time you were 9. the thought of it happening to you now at the age of 21 made you feel somewhat humiliated, and your cheeks burned at the thought. you were sure this was not proper, but who were you to refuse such an avid member of the church? Mr. Nanami was in charge of a lot of things in the church and had been recently promoted to an associate minister. still, you felt such apprehension and that same mortifying feeling you felt when you saw your father’s belt when you were a child.

you realized that in this dress, he was sure to see your entire bottom. you also remembered that the panties you were wearing also came from your best friend, meaning they were…not lady like at all. she said that she didn’t want your panty line, whatever that meant, to show and gave you these lacy, revealing panties to wear in place of your “granny panties” as she called them. you never revealed so much skin before and you certainly never had anyone else see this much of your skin before. the thought that Mr. Nanami was about to come face to face with your most private parts made dread, and another dark emotion, flow through you.

you looked up to his face and saw the strict and expectant look he gave you. you swallowed nervously as you lowered your body to lay across his. once you laid down fully on his thighs, he shifted you into the position he wanted you in. your bottom was looking right up at him and your crotch was sitting right on his thighs. just sitting like this on him made your heart beat faster and nothing had even happened yet. you focused your vision on the china cabinet across the room, trying to calm your breathing.

“you know why i must punish you, right?

“y-yes sir”

“and why is that? tell me.”

“b-because i wore something that i sh-shouldn’t that shows too much skin and-”

Mr. Nanami’s light laugh startled you and made you stop talking.

“too much skin? darling, this dress shows fucking everything. i didn’t even have to touch your dress and it’s already showing me your entire ass.”

his voice started to deepen and your heart started fluttering. you were shocked to hear such language, especially coming from an associate minister of the church.

“i am shocked y/n, i truly am. to think i had such a nice and sweet girl take care of my baby when in fact she turns out to be a naughty little whore.”

you gasped as you felt him pull down your panties as he spoke, leaving them at the top of your thighs.

“w-wait Mr. Nan-”

“but don’t worry, because i’ve got the perfect thing for dirty little sluts like you.”

before you could protest, you felt the palm of his hand come down hard on your bare bottom. you loudly cried out and immediately tears started to flow. he forcefully grabbed your chin and made you face him.

“don’t you fucking dare wake my baby girl up. and count.”

he jerked your face back towards the wall as he let your chin go. you sank your nails into his suit pants, trying to stay quiet.

“o-one.”

before two seconds could go by, his palm barreled down against your other cheek, just as hard and forceful. you tried to stay quiet and only let out a little squeak.

“t-two.”

he waited a bit longer this time, only increasing your humiliation. you bit your lip as your tears kept flowing and flowing. then, his hand came down hard again, making your cheek jiggle. you sniffled before you said the next number.

“three”

this cycle continued until you croaked out the last number, your bottom effectively sore and most likely hot and swollen.

“t-t-ten.”

“good. you did such a good job taking your punishment.”

you sniffled as he softly turned your head to face him again and wiped your tears away. his voice was much softer now, but it still sounded deep and devious.

“since you were such a good girl just now, i’ll give you a little treat.”

you wondered what he meant by that, but were jolted out of your thoughts as you felt his big, warm hands massage your bottom. you sighed in relief, his hands making some of the stinging pain go away.

“you like that? does that feel good?”

“y-yes sir, it does. thank you.”

he hummed in satisfaction at your thanking him without even being told to. maybe you really were a good girl that deserved a real treat.

one of his hands trailed down lower, making your breath hitch. when you felt his fingers slide through your slick folds, you squealed and tried to move your bottom away from him. but, his other hand held you in place as he touched you where you’d never been touched. your breathing became faster and heavier and he laughed, well more like darkly chuckled.

“and here i thought you were a good girl again. no, you’re still a naughty little slut. did you like your punishment? do you like being spanked like a filthy whore?”

his fingers worked through your folds faster, making you whine and squirm against him.

“n-no sir, i d-don’t.”

he laughed again and looked at you in disbelief.

“no? well why are you soaking my fingers? only a whore would be as wet as you are right now after being spanked. i mean just look at this naughty little pussy, just begging for my attention.”

you let out a long moan, both at his words and at the feeling of his fingers spreading your lips apart. you didn’t think you enjoyed getting spanked, but the heat in your core told you otherwise. you could no longer tell if you were squirming to get away from him or grinding down on him to get more friction. you weren’t sure anymore, you no longer had control over your own body.

“mr. Nanami…pleeasse”

“what do you want?”

he asked you nonchalantly as his fingers started to apply more pressure to your slit. you moaned out and dropped your head into the arm of the couch, losing control of your neck muscles. he laughed another villainous laugh. if you could think properly, you would think about the fact that you never saw or heard Mr. Nanami laugh, barely even smile. now, he was laughing like consistently. and he was laughing at you.

“you’re asking me for something but you can’t even say what you want. do you even know what you want?”

you huffed out in frustration. he was right, you didn’t even know what you wanted. however, he decided to be nice, if that was the word you could use. he slicked up a finger with your juices and slipped down to your entrance, slowly pushing it in. your head bounced back up as you gasped at the intrusion, an alien and slightly uncomfortable feeling. he slowly worked his finger, in and out, until it reached the hilt. you cried at the feeling and sank your nails deeper into his pants. he leaned over and kissed the back of your head, his lips touching the tip of your ear as he spoke.

“shhh it’s okay pretty girl, i got you.”

you leaned back into him as his finger started to go all the way in and out. he picked up speed once you started unconsciously squirming against him again, soaking his finger. he became obsessed with the soft little moans and whines you were letting out, wondering how a girl like you could be so innocent and naughty and the same time. without hesitation, he entered a second finger into you, making you whimper. he kept up the pace with two fingers, eager to stretch you out.

“fuck pretty girl, so fucking tight. we gotta get you nice and open for me, okay?”

you moaned at his words again. even though cursing usually made you uncomfortable, right now it was making you wetter by the second. you didn’t even care that you didn’t know what he meant about getting you open, you just didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. he thrusted his fingers into you more forcefully now, picking up his speed. you could hear the shameful sound of his fingers working through your wetness, and it made you even needier.

“m-more”

you didn’t even know where this command came from, it didn’t even seem to cross your mind, just simply flowed out of your mouth. but your mind wasn’t working properly enough to be shocked or embarrassed.

“you want more sweet girl? well then you better ask nicely.”

his actions didn’t follow his words, since his fingers started thrusting even faster regardless.

“pl-ease s-sir”

“good girl”

he added a third finger, ramming them in and out of you with as much force as he could muster. your juices were flowing all the way down to his pants, making a mess between your thighs. when he curled his fingers inside you, you bit down on the arm of the couch to cover your scream. you felt something inside your stomach flip, an intense feeling. you clenched your eyes shut and your heavy breathing turned into full on pants.

“shit, you’re getting so tight. you like that pretty girl?”

you held onto his legs for dear life as he reached a spot inside you that made you see stars. you couldn’t get anything to come out of your mouth other than moans and pants, so you nodded as tears started streaming down your face again. you were completely overwhelmed with how much pleasure you were feeling.

“are you gonna cum for me?”

you didn’t know what that meant, but it felt right and you wanted to say it and powered through your words.

“g-gonna c-c-cum”

he leaned his head against yours again so he could speak right into your ear.

“then be a good little slut for me and make a mess all over my fucking fingers.”

you leaned your head back against his as your eyes touched the back of your skull and your mouth formed an O shape in a silent scream. you body trembled and shook as whatever was building up inside of released, your juices gushing out all over his hand, his pants, and the couch. whatever it was, it was most intense and mind blowing feeling you had ever felt. your head fell down onto his legs, trying your best to slow down your panting and breathe normally again. his fingers continued their work in and out of you for a moment, slowing down to a stop once you had calmed down. aftershocks flowed through you from head to toe as he pet you, his hands softly trailing from your head to your bottom. you sighed, basking in the silence and his hands returning you to somewhat sanity.

suddenly, a wet noise coming from Mr. Nanami had you lifting your head up and turning to look at him. your body felt hot again as you watched him suck the fingers that he had inside you clean. he moaned at the taste, slurping up the juices on the last finger. the deep and guttural noise that he let out returned the need to your already satisfied cunt.

“mmm, it’s been a while since I had a sweet little pussy like yours all to myself. i deserve a treat too, don’t you think?”

before you could even register his words, he flipped your positions so that you were laying down on the couch on your back and he was kneeling between your legs. he took your panties between his fingers and took them the rest of the way off, spreading your legs open for him. you weren’t sure why, but you suddenly felt self conscious and tried to close them. impatiently, he took your legs and forcefully spread them this time, staring right at you.

“keep them open”

you nodded at him, trying your best to obey him. then, he grabbed your bottom and pushed up and forward, folding you in half. you weren’t really flexible, but somehow Mr. Nanami was able to move and mold your body the way he wanted. you felt self conscious again as you saw that he was staring right down at your cunt, only inches away from it. he didn’t hesitate this time either, eager to get a taste of you. he leaned down and licked a swipe up your cunt, making you cry out and shiver. he smirked and did it again, applying more pressure with his tongue. you moaned and felt overwhelmed again, attempting to close your legs around his head. he glared up at you this time, anger in his eyes.

“defy me again and i will throw you up against the wall and fuck those pretty little lights out of your head until your soul leaves your body. understand?”

your eyes widened again and you whimpered and nodded. his threat made you feel fear, and something else deep in your core that you couldn’t describe.

“yes sir”

this time, he held your legs open by the back of your knees, not wasting any time and going back to licking you between your folds. he quickly got lost in your taste and began slurping and sucking at you, drinking up all of your juices. you held onto your own legs this time as you moaned out, the noises you were making now nothing compared to the ones from before. you felt filthy, feeling so exposed with your legs open as Mr. Nanami ate at you like a man starved for days. but you couldn’t help but crave more of it as you slowly started to grind your hips against his face. you shook as his tongue teased your entrance, circling it over and over. once he thrust it inside of you, you yelped and tried your best not to close your legs again, grateful he was holding them open.

“mr- nana- oh, god!”

he laughed against you at the name you yelled out, proving what a naughty girl you were. you would have felt ashamed, if it weren’t for his tongue switching between exploring your insides and lapping at your slit. your mind was melting at all of the pleasure you were feeling, unable to process all of it. your hips built a steady pace against his face, making sure you kept as much friction against his face as possible. one of your hands unconsciously found itself tangled in his hair, tugging when he sucked your lips into his mouth. surprisingly, he didn’t object and seemed to like it, sucking even harder and moaning into you. when his tongue found your clit, you jolted up and moaned louder than you had before. he teased it, over and over again as you ground your hips harder into his face. when he sucked it into his mouth, you screamed loud before he clenched his hand around your mouth.

“keep your whore mouth shut!”

you nodded as he went right back to sucking at your clit, his hand catching all of your loud moans and screams. he really did make you feel like a whore. you looked down at him at the loud, wet noises he was making. he looked so hot licking and sucking at you, his eyes closed and focused on you. the sight alone made you that much wetter and you ran your hand through his hair. he looked up at you, locking eyes as he swirled his tongue around inside you. your mouth fell open releasing quiet moans, unable to break eye contact, no matter how dirty it made you feel. he released his tongue and looked at you for a second.

“you’re such a pretty and sweet girl, and a naughty little slut, aren’t you?”

he smirked and gave feather light kisses to your entrance, leading all the way up your cunt. you moaned as you felt butterflies in your stomach from the soft sensation, instilling more need in you. then, he sucked down even harder on your clit and took his other hand from behind your knee and plunged three fingers inside you, aiming right for your sweet spot. your sweet moans turned into loud, high pitched yelps, raising higher and higher in octave as you got closer and closer to your high. you arched your back, pushing your cunt into his face and raising you even more off of the couch. his hand clenched down harder around your mouth as your screams were starting to spill out from behind it. you dug your nails into his scalp, spurring him to suck and finger you harder and faster. your eyes crossed inside your head and your toes curled, hitting your release as your juices squirted onto his face and hand, making an even bigger mess than before. your entire body spasmed as he continued to work you through your orgasm, more and more of your juices flying into the air. finally, the tsunami calmed down and small waves were flowing through your body again. your panting seemed to slow and your heartbeat was no longer drumming. you ran your hand through his hair again as you felt him give light kisses to the inside of your thighs, your breathing slowly turning to normal. when you finally opened your eyes after a while, he was right over you and staring into yours. Then he sat back up, reaching his hands down to undo his zipper and his belt.

“It seems that I went a little easy on you on the first part of your punishment. I promise you I won’t make that mistake during the second.”

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sangorous · 1 year

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𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓

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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐱? 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲)

akitaru obi x black!fem!reader

The lights shimmered down on your body as you walked inside the building, causing the fenty beauty body luminizer to make you look like a shining star.

You looked around and gave the photographers a quick smile or two as Obi stood next to you, admiring your beauty. He did this whenever the two of you were invited to somewhere nice and fancy that required you two to dress up. He just loved the fact that you were so confident in your natural beauty which made you glow and shine whenever you walked into a room. But there was something that he loved more than your natural beauty, which was your confidence walking into a room. Every time you two walk into a room, whether it is at starbucks, chipotle, publix, and so forth, you made it clear that you were the baddest person in the room and that everyone's attention needed to be on you.

"You look so good," he whispered in your ear as the two of you posed together for the cameras.

"Thank you handsome," you gave him a quick peck as the two of walked to the tables to take a seat.

You slowly watched as other women gave you the side eye or barley even looked at you at all. 'sad and pitiful' you thought yourself as you took your seat at the designated table assigned for you and Obi.

Obi sat down next to you and placed a hand on your thigh. You two listened to the host blabber on about whatever it was she was talking about. Obi really didn't care about what was going on, but you on the other side, were a bit interested. He let a small sigh out as he threw his head back in his chair. Obi now remembered why he attended these events, just so you could show off your beauty and your outfits.

His eyes were now fixated on your dress. He liked the way the gold went well with your skin tone and how you had a slit on the side, causing your thighs to be exposed. He bit the bottom of his lip as he began to think about what he shouldn't be thinking about.

"Baby..." he trailed off in your ear as you nodded your head.

"Can you look at me please," he added with a little whine.

"What is it Obi?" you turned your head to the side and looked at him.

"I need you," he whined, feeling himself becoming hard.

"Babe, I'm busy," you gave him a stern look, but he couldn't care less.

"Please..." he trailed off as his fingers began to trail upwards to your dress.

"Fine," you huffed, slowly getting up from your seat as Obi followed behind you.

You found the nearest bedroom as Obi closed the door quickly. He slowly walked up behind you, placing his bulge on you as you licked your bottom lip.

"You wearing this dress caused this," he whispered in your ear as he began to place kisses on your neck.

"Obi we are at a public event," you whispered, turning him around.

"Okay, so try and stay quiet. Understand?" he backed you up against the wall.

You nodded your head as he began to unbuckle and unzip his pants. Once that was done, his pants dropped and he slid your dress up. He moved your thong to the side as he slowly entered inside of you.

He softly groaned as he began to thrust in and out of you, holding you up against the wall. You bit the bottom of your lip as you felt him going deeper and rougher inside of you.

"Shit.Shit.Shit.Shit.Shit." you whispered as tears began to slowly form in your eyes.

You bit into obis shoulder and began to scream and moan, "shhh baby girl," he chuckled as his thrusts began to slow down.

"I'm so close..." you whimpered, looking at him.

"I am too. go ahead," the two of you released at the same time as you sighed.

"What a good girl," he smirked, placing a kiss on your lips.

"I can't believe this...." you trailed off as he helped you clean up.

"Believe what?" he began to buckle his pants.

"That we fucked here in the bathroom and people walking by could've heard us," you gave him a look.

"This isn't the first time we've had public sex, so...." he trailed off, giving you a peck.

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i feel like a small kink-that-isn’t-such-a-kink-but-i’m-calling-it-a-kink that kento has is watching you squirm from overstimulation.

specifically your hands during sex.

“move ‘em.” kento grits out, voice shaky as he fucks you from behind. you whine at his command, ignoring it and holding onto the blanket underneath you just a bit tighter. he watches how your fingers crunch the fluffy fabric, body trembling once he gives you a thrust that rubs your g-spot. you mewl, head falling onto the bed with a force on the back of it. his larger hand slides from your head down to your chin, turning it sideways against the bed. “what did i say sweetheart?” he mumbles, halting his movement. his soaked cock stays full into you, wet and sticky cum mushed around where you two meet. you whimper, trying to push back. his tip nudges where you need him, but your wanton moan is greeted with a spank of your ass.

“you’re not listening, hm?” kento quips, rubbing your hot ass cheek and leaning down. your back further arches, “s-sorry, just..” you try to explain yourself, but the teetering moans leaving you as his dick rocks into you do you no justice. “my baby’s so needy..” kento smiles, kissing the side of your cheek, his peppered kisses going down below your jaw, a slick of wetness in its wake. “c’mon sweetie, let go f’me.” he coos in your ear, fresh regal cologne filling your senses. you purse your lips, following his words obediently and letting your hands relax. you didn’t even realize how hard you had clutched onto the bed, hands aching a bit and fingers red.

swiftly, your face is turned straight into the blanket, hands pulled behind you and wrists locked by just one of your lover’s hands. without words, kento begins pounding your cunt how your need it, loud squelches and sounds of the mess that you two have made. your whines and moans fill kento’s head, his eyes stuck on how your ass jiggles with each thrust into you. the skin slowly brightening with juices that leave your soaping pussy. however, his view trails up, feeling your wiggling fingers scratch at his hand. god, you’re so cute. even if he can’t see your lewd expressions, he just knows you’re losing every bit of sobriety you had left, letting yourself go dumb on his cock. your fingers stretch before digging into his skin, but with the thick head of his cock angling just too good, they widen again, matching the sound of your higher moans. “please! please! please— make me cum!” your words rip through you, sobbing and shaking. kento groans, he can get used to studying you like this..

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salaciousdoll · 7 months

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· · Just in: Kento Nanami isn’t tolerating his young hot neighbor party habits, here’s what he has to say · ·

･˳ . ⋆ Reporting Live from Kento Nanami and Next door neighbor!Fem!reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Warnings : smut, Nanami is a hard!dom, hair pulling, creampie, fucked through orgasm, pet names( stupid bunny, slut, etc.), degradation is big time here, bed breaking( not just the head board), breeding kink, Nanami talks about getting you pregnant, hardcore, reader is mind fucked, Nanami is pussy drunk, reader is dick drunk, fluids( cream, squirting, drool), if I’m missing anything let me know WC: 1,081

MDNI, 18+

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from salaciousdoll: Please do note this was just to poke and have fun, it’s not gonna be perfect so don’t expect it. Anyways, hope you all enjoy my 35 min writing and yes I know this troupe and idea been used a thousands times, act like it hasn’t 😭 Nanami ass may be ooc here, idk.

Nanami always kept his eyes out for the new neighbor who threw parties with mountains of people coming in and out. He was pretty tired of the parties you throw even if you never introduced yourself to any one of your neighbors. You were young and everyone in this neighborhood was either stepping into their 30s or older than that. Only reason he knew you were young was because of how often he’ll see you leave and come in with different boys and girls.

The parties you threw were rowdy and full on project x type beat except without trashing your house. Nanami would be sleep and all he would hear is screams, music, and even the sound of fucking near his window. It’s like you didn’t care about anything or anyone, not even the complaints or calls from the police the other neighbors sent.

So Nanami didn’t care about the way you were clawing at his chest with your long, pretty acrylics as he gripped your hair in a tight ponytail— pounding into your pussy from beneath you with no mercy. The squelching sounds weren't enough to make him stop, in fact, that’s the sole reason he kept going. He ignored your cries and scrambling to get away from him because of how good he stretched your little hole out.

“ you’re not lasting like I thought you would… I mean sluts last long, so why aren’t you?”, Nanami grunts into your ear, his hips thrusting up into your weeping pussy, angrily. He didn’t care about the bed hitting the wall as he fucked you like the whore you’re mother wouldn’t be proud of.

You coughed and tried to make eye contact with him, but his grip on your hair was too much for you to see his face under you. So you cried out your frustration through crystallized vision, “ M’not a slut. Please slow down, Mr. Nanami.” Your sweet little moans and whimpers were beautiful.

Nanami let out a loud growl like moan and wrapped one arm around your body while he now had some of your ponytail tangled and wrapped into his hands, he was making your hair messy just like he was making your pussy messy. You partially regretted coming on because of the dare, but in the same breath, you were happy because now you’re living two of your fantasies.

“ You are. You are. Nnnhh, you’re a little slut that’s been disturbing this neighborhood since you stepped foot in here. Shame on you, did your mother and father teach you anything or are you too dumb of a bunny to understand. Fuck!”, Nanami grunts out his words because of how tight your fluttering walls wrapped around his dick.

Nothing but cries and little chokes escaped out of your mouth. You couldn’t form basic words, how dumb can you be? Nanami balls were slapping on your puckered hole from how fast and rough he was going. You gave up on digging your nails into his chest because you were so fucked out and tired from the pounding he’s giving you. So now your bare chest was pressed onto his bare chest, sweat glands producing from both of you.

“ Please! Please! Please! M’gonna m’gonna— uhhnnn.”, your moans were suppressed by his smooth lips. You were screaming into his mouth as you squirted over his pelvis, his balls, and legs. Some of it was getting on his sheets and he didn’t care one bit. He was too angry at you to see how messy you’ve gotten his covers.

You tried to scramble off him because you were squirting too much and the pressure of it all was too much especially for your already beaten up pussy. It’s like Nanami has superhuman speed and stamina. He sped up even more faster as he fucked up into you, you and your pussy screamed and cried.

Nanami grunts were beginning to become broken, “ Sh-ittt, s’good, pussy is so good squirting like that. I guess all those boys coming in and out of your house taught you how to milk cock, perfectly.” Your eyes widened and then they rolled back into your head at the rolling of his hips hitting the inner thighs repeatedly.

As soon as he did one more snap of his hips, the bed frame broke underneath you two causing a loud noise to erupt from how hard it hit the floor. The poles attached to his bed fell in the opposite direction of you two. If someone were to walk in right now, they’ll see that it looks like a tornado hit his room with how broken the bed was. Yet that still didn’t stop him. He now had a great angle as he pounded your tired, wet cunt over and over with one knee propped up, so you were now fucking rapidly and properly. He felt your velvet walls sucking him in with your liquid coming out at the same time. You were perfect for his cock. Nanami’s cock was big, way too big for your pussy. He loved your pussy so much. He was too drunk on your pussy to understand that his bed broke.

“ My fucking slut, such an devilish little temptation you are, gonna breed this tight little pussy. Nghh! Hopefully that’ll get you to stop having these parties and fucking with those boy toys of yours…. Settle down and grow round and big with our child, how does that sound? Hmm.”, Nanami moaned as you were now creaming on his cock from how overstimulated you were.

Your brain was fogged and your words were slurred with drool hangin out your mouth as you answered him, well tried. Luckily he understood every word you said. “ Yesh—yess, I wan’ your babies. Ahnnn. Want to be full and bloated with your children, mmm mr. Nanami”

Nanami smirked in victory because now there were no more parties, boys, or loud music. Gotta love corrupting and breaking his pretty little neighbor.

ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟ Tagging: @chosoist @simpingfor-wakasa @honeybleed and anyone else who wants to be tagged

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utilityknif3 · 8 days

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Nsfw!!! tehee

Imagine being Simon Ghost Riley’s ex wife who he can’t forget. You two have a son together and after being on a mission for a few weeks, he wanted to take him out somewhere for some quality time since you had full custody.

Even though he’s been away for only a few weeks, you two haven’t seen each other for months now.

…

Simon knocks on your door hesitantly. He wants to see you, he needs to. But when you open the door, he doesn’t know what to say.

You’re so beautiful, you changed but you’re glowing.

You just greet him with a simple “hi” and let him in. Simon walks in, lowering his head so he doesn’t hit it on the doorframe and you both sit on the couch and wait…

“He’s not here” you say, breaking the silence and trying to make the situation less awkward after a moment of silence.

“Where is he?” He asks with his deep voice and thick British accent that makes your heart melt each time.

“He’s at his friend’s birthday, he’ll be back later…in a few hours” you reply not daring to look at him in the eyes.

“In a few hours…aight” Simon passes a hand through his short blond hair, trying to think of something to say.

…

You two have been trying to hold a decent conversation for an hour now, catching up on your respective lives. He tells you about the struggles of his job and you tell him about whatever’s been bothering you lately…until you felt his gaze lower to your hand, especially the finger where your ring is placed, the ring he placed. The ring you can’t get rid of even though you tried to.

“You still have your wedding band?”

He asks as he stares at the ring he passed on your finger a few years before, as if he was mesmerized. He wished to do it again, and again… see you all dolled up in your pretty dress for him with that beautiful smile on your face. You two were so happy that day, like it was the best day of your lives.

He wished he could fuck you again like the night of your wedding, slowly and steadily. It was so intimate, just the two of you, his hair tickling your jaw as he pounded into you. He remembers the way your arms were wrapped around his neck and the way your hands would move to touch his hair. He remembers the sloppy kisses he gave you while he was listening to the soft symphony your moans were composing.

Simon snaps out of his transe when you answer

“Yes…it’s a pretty ring after all”

He nods.

He feels dumb for thinking that you two still had something; you moved on and it was clear.

He doesn’t want you to know that he kept the ring and a few of your things too. He doesn’t want you to know that you’re the one in his mind when he’s alone jerking himself off and overstimulating his soaked cock trying to recreate what you would do to him. He’s ashamed. The shirt that you forgot to get back from him had already been stained with his cum so many times that it doesn’t even smell like you anymore.

You already moved on but he didn’t, he never forgot your dates where you’d be just the two of you on the couch watching an old crappy movie. He never forgot the long hours he’d spend sleeping on your pregnancy belly while you’d caress gently his freshly cut hair. He never forgot the way your son would grab his big tatted arm in his small hands…He never forgot the feeling of your pussy squeezing him and taking him so well. The way you’d ride him on nights he felt tired, or the way your tongue would swirl around his tip, trying to milk every drop of cum he had left in him.

Simon loves you, he loves everything about you and never stoped loving you…

…

…that’s why you’re on the couch right now with his face buried in between your thighs. Simon’s tongue passes through your folds and teases your clit slowly while you scratch his hair. He’s so good for you, going a bit faster each time he hears you whimper.

The tip of his tongue teases your soaking hole while your toes curl around nothing.

After a moment of this sweet torture, he finally decides that his pants were getting too tight and stops licking you. He lifts his eyes to look at you, his face all red from embarrassment as your hand leaves his hair.

“Please, let me fuck you like you deserve” He asks politely while you’re panting heavily. At this point, his dick is the only thing you’ve been wanting. It’s been a while, too long.

You agree with a nod and he doesn’t hesitate to lift you up and put you gently on the kitchen counter. He used to make love to you for hours on it, it was the perfect height. He could fuck you from the front with your legs over his shoulders or from the back with your boobs pressed against the cold granite countertop.

He takes a moment to appreciate your body and watches you all vulnerable and needy for him. He wants to make you cry, to make you beg for more because he knows you will want more. He’s the only one who knows what’s best for you.

As you adjust your body on the counter, Simon hurries to take his fully hard boner out of his pants and boxers. It’s bigger than you remember, covered of his precum and ready to stuff you full of his semen.

You bite your lip in anticipation the moment he grips your thigh to holds it up. He’s so hot when he’s on top, his eyebrows are furrowed as he lines up his dick with the hole of your soaked cunt.

He puts it in with a low “fuck” escaping his lips. You feel so good around him.

Simon pounds into you, his fingers digging into the fat of your thighs, making sure to leave dark bruises on your skin. He’s loosing himself into your folds feeling your burning walls squeeze his cock too much for him to hold his orgasm.

He burries his dick deeply into you, his tip kissing your cervix at each thrust and eventually it begins to feel too stimulating, too good. Simon cums into you but doesn’t stop his hips from moving. The white substance drips down to the counter and his moans are higher and louder. Now, his thrust are messy and uneven because of the overwhelming pleasure he’s feeling trying to bring you to your climax.

You reach it eventually, your own juices melting with his as you two are panting messes. Simon looks at you, at your beautiful face he missed so much. He won’t let you go again.

…

About an hour later, after a good shower, he randomly decides to kiss you and mumbles “I love you”

I know the end is ass idk how to end fics 🤯 and tbh I know that my writing sucks also bc I have great ideas but poor grammar and vocabulary 😓 I promise to get better bear with me 🙌🏾

#simon ghost riley #ghost #ghost cod #mom reader #black reader #x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon riley smut #smut #cod mw2 #cod smut #black girls of tumblr #cod x reader #cod x you #female reader #ghost x reader

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merakidoll · 10 days

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brainrot! alternative choso with his bimbo girlfriend ( self indulgent duh )

emo boy choso was the adventure you never knew you needed in life. while you had loads of fun prancing around in your smallest clothes, and letting all the boys peek at your pretty goodies, did you actually let any of them touch you ? no.

you found them to be “icky”. dirty nails, nasty looking clothes, and holes in their underwear - ew. but choso was the fun little suprise that you saw one day while walking on campus. his motorcycle so loud that it annoyed you, so you turned to look. his bike was sexy, a pretty jet black that shined against the sun. what was better- him. his helmet coming off and the hot man looking directly at you with a smirk.

he knew he had you in that moment.

“that’s a good girl” choso whispered in your ear, watching you threw his bathroom mirror. your curved frame against his tall muscular one was a sight for sore eyes. you two fitting together like a puzzle piece. his dark leather clothes, rubbing against your bare skin making more tears drip down, dampening your eye lashes. your moans are muffled by the pink thong in your mouth. the taste of your juices hitting your palette, making you drip even more against his slender fingers.

the pornographic scene had you cumming back to back, you were at your third orgasm. only thing keeping you standing is choso; he held onto you tight, taking in the beautiful sight that was you. whispering that most deranged things in your ear bringing back that feeling once more. “that’s my girl” his deep voice made you shudder, the whispers sending tingles down your spine and right to your honey pot that was so so close. “come on” he kissed your chubby cheek, slowing down his fingers to make deep long thrust.

“cum on daddies nails, cum would match the pink so well baby! ” you shut your eyes tight, clenching down onto his fingers. his other hand trailed down your breast, to your stomach, you feeling all of his movements; and it drove you wild. just the thought of the bright pink nail polish, that he let you put on him being the pleasure source made you instantly go dumb. you couldn’t whine out, like you had the other times. squirt shooting out, making a mess, dripping down your legs and getting onto his boots.

#— writings!#choso x black!reader #choso x chubby reader #choso smut #choso x reader #choso kamo x black reader #choso kamo smut #choso kamo x reader #jjk x chubby reader #jjk x black reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x black reader #jujutsu kaisen x chubby reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #anime x chubby reader #anime smut #anime x black!reader

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wonderthor · 2 years

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Night and Day

a/n: I HAVE SO MUCH HOMEWORK DUE TONIGHT AND I HAVEN’T STARTED BUT FUCK THAT HERE YOU GO lmao i’ve never written an anime fic, nor have i written in fucking eons, but it’s fucktober so get fucked. i do what i want.

pairing: mechanic!ryomen sukuna x thicc!black!fem!reader

summary: you stop by your sister’s auto shop, meaning for it to be a quick visit. but you ended up being there longer than you thought and someone left quite an impression on you.

warnings: SMUT, cursing, HELLA petnames, pussy eating, fingering, rip cervix, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking, kind of corruption kink, unedited piece of shite, sukuna being a smug asshole at the end lol the end is my favorite part, did i miss something? let me know if i did

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“finally! i’m here, thank goodness!”

you looked up from your GPS to the auto shop in front of you. you had never been here before, but it was just as your sister described it. huge, old and a bit run down, but full of mechanics bustling about in and out of the garages. and not to mention, a ton of cars. oh, and being very very far away from your town. you didn’t want to mention that even though you used a GPS, you had gotten lost twice and almost ended up in the opposite side of the state. so you decided to keep that little secret to yourself.

you parked far away from the business and grabbed your purse to head inside. inside, there was a few people sitting and waiting for their cars and a desk with a woman sitting behind it across the room. you walked up to the desk and politely waited for the woman to finish her phone call. she swiftly hang up the phone, sighed, and looked up at you with a tired expression on her face. “hello, how may i help you?”

still, as polite as you are, you smiled and said, “good afternoon ma’am! i’m here to bring my sister something that she left. she works here and her name is-“

“SIS!!!!!!” you jolted as your sister came running from behind the desk to grab you in a very aggressive hug. “oh my sweet dear sister has finally come all the way here to visit me! what a treat!”, she said with a comically large smile on her face.

you lightly giggled and said, “i’m here to bring you your wallet that you left at mom and dad’s house on Sunday. and to be honest, i’m not sure if i should be more concerned that you left your wallet all the way there or that it took you two days to figure it out.”

“oh please,” she huffed, “the reason i asked you to bring it and not mom or dad was because i didn’t feel like hearing a lecture. now gimme it.” she held out her oil-filled hands for her wallet. you went into your purse and held out her wallet only for her to snatch it from you.

“geez, what’s gotten into you sis? why are you so mean and grumpy today?”, you said with a pouty frown.

“ugh, we’re so busy today! and my head still hurts from drinking and staying up until 3am last night with my friends. i knew it was a bad idea but we were celebrating my girlfriend’s birthday and that’s what she wanted.”

“well, maybe you should make those plans on days that you’re off or don’t have to work the next day. you need to make sure you’re getting enough sleep. and not drink too much!”, you said with your hands on your hips. your sister was in the middle of rolling her eyes when someone called out for her, making her roll her eyes again.

“look i gotta go, thanks again for the wallet!”, she said as she gave you a quick hug.

“no problem, but please be a little more responsible next time,” you said lovingly but sternly, which is what your sister said you were famous for.

she rolled her eyes for the third time in one minute when someone came barging in from the door she came from earlier.

“hey! where the hell have you been? i’ve been calling and-“. the man that came in with anger in his voice and face seemed to calm down when he saw you. “oh my apologies, i didn’t know that a customer was back here”. you were shocked at how quickly his demeanor had changed and now he looked a bit embarrassed.

“oh, this isn’t a customer. this is my sister!”, your sister said as she put her hand out as if to present you to him. you shyly waved and smiled at the stranger. “sis, this is sukuna. he’s one of the big dogs around here and a meany and even though i hate to admit it, a badass.”

“more like THE big dog to you, brat,” he bantered with your sister and then turned to you with a polite smile and an outreached hand, “nice to meet you!” you kindly took and shook his verystrongandbig hand with another smile. after that, he looked between you and your sister several times. “wow, you two look very similar!”

“that’s because we’re twins, genius! we’re the exact same, except i have like 20 tattoos and she has none, her hair is longer than mine, i like to have fun, and she is uptight and constantly has her panties up her twat,” you swatted at her arm at her last statement and you both glared at each other for a few seconds.

“come on brat, that’s no way to talk about your nice and sweet twin sister!”, he said as he slightly smirked and winked at you, making you unconsciously grip the handle of your purse around your shoulder a bit tighter.

“whatever kuna, you talk shit about your twin brother all the time!”

“well that’s because he’s an idiot”, he said as he crossed his arms and you pretended not to notice how buff they were. “your beautiful sister, on the other hand, is not.”

“ugh, stop flirting! and anyway we’re really fucking busy so let’s get back to work!”, your sister said to sukuna as she tried to shove him away.

“y-yeah i’ve got to get going too. see you later sis, and nice to meet you sukuna!”, you said as you waved and walked away.

“see you later, pretty girl!”, he said as he waved goodbye to you before your sister swatted at his arm and dragged him back to the garage.

you went back to your car and took a deep breath to calm down. you didn’t know why, but you had gotten way too worked up over sukuna’s compliments. i guess it’s just been a while.

—

“ugh, this cannot be happening!”

you pulled over into a parking lot and turned off your car. you got out to pull up your hood and inspect for anything obvious. what am i doing? i know absolutely nothing about cars. you huffed and closed the hood and got back into your car. you did the next best thing and pulled out your phone, scrolling to your sister’s number. please pick up!

“hello? hey sis, i know it’s late but are you still at the shop?”

“yeah but i’m literally about to walk out now. why, what’s up?”

“my car is making a weird noise and my engine light came on, so i pulled over and turned it off. but if you’re leaving i can bring it by tomorrow”

“aw shit, really? i was gonna go to my friend’s party tonight and i’m already running late.”

“well i see your already doing such a great job of taking my advice!”

“whatever, fuck you!”

“hey, language! you know how i feel about cursing!”

“yeah, wh-“

just then, you heard some background noise and talking and some of what your sister was saying. you couldn’t hear everything but you heard “sister” “broke down” and “morning”.

“hello?”

you heard more background noise before your sister came back to the phone.

“well tonight’s your lucky night. sukuna has offered to take a look right now for you.”

you were silent for a moment.

“hello? did you hear what i said?”

“uh yeah. tell him that he doesn’t have to do that. i know it’s late and i can bring it in-“

“don’t worry about it, babydoll. just bring her here and i’ll take care of it. really, it’s no problem at all”

you clenched the wheel at his smooth voice on the phone and decided not to fight it.

“o-ok, thank you! i really appreciate it. i’m on my way right now.”

“ok, see you in a bit”

he hung up the phone and you put the shop’s address back into your GPS. pretty girl. babydoll. you forced your thoughts to be quiet as you drove back to the shop.

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you pulled into the open garage of the shop and sukuna was there waiting for you. you got out of the car and walked over to him. “thank you so much for looking at my car for me so late! i’m truly grateful!”, you said with a bright smile.

“of course. for you, i’d do anything”, he said with another sinful smile. it made you sort of nervous and you looked around at the shop and just then noticed that no one else was there.

“did everyone already go home for the night?”

sukuna had quickly gone to work under your car’s hood and talked as he worked, “yeah, we closed up about an hour ago. when you called, everyone was starting to go home then.”

you flushed and started to feel bad. “oh wow. i’m sorry, i probably ruined your after work plans.”

“come on sweetheart, don’t make me say it again. don’t worry about it,” he said as you looked up at you as he spoke. you didn’t know what else to say so you simply nodded. he smiled and went back to work on your car.

after a minute or so, he beckoned you to stand next to him. “you see, this is what the problem was. it’s a good thing i fixed it tonight, or else you wouldn’t have been able to drive it all the back from your house tomorrow.”

“ooh, well i guess it’s a good thing i did come here tonight!”

sukuna looked at you for a moment. “you know, your sister said you’re uptight but i think you’re pretty calm.”

you rolled your eyes and a bit of annoyance came to your face. “oh, she’s always said that ever since i-“. you were about to say something that you shouldn’t but caught yourself, but he still noticed at the way your face quickly fell.

“ever since what? you can tell me angel”. you looked up at him. you didn’t know what it was, but he made you feel different. maybe it was the pet names, or how handsome he was, or how close to his face you suddenly were. but your stomach was doing cartwheels and you didn’t know how to stop it. not that you wanted it to.

“e-ever since i broke off my engagement 3 years ago,” you felt a mini weight lift off your shoulders, as you always did whenever you told someone about your past. it was a relief to talk about things instead of trying to bury it or run away from it. he gave you an expectant look and you continued talking as if he commanded your mind to. “we were engaged for a year, and 2 weeks before our wedding i found out he had been cheating on me the whole time we were together. he wanted to try and fix it but i didn’t, so i left him and here i am, 3 years later.” you didn’t realize you looked away from him and when you looked back up at him, he was staring into your eyes so intensely you swore you could feel him in your mind.

“he sounds like a fucking idiot. who would land such a pretty little thing like you and ruin it like that? if i was your fiancé, i would worship the ground you walked on. seems like you dodged a huge fuckin bullet if you ask me.” you hadn’t noticed you had stopped breathing as he spoke, and you let out a shaky breath.

“what’s wrong sweetheart? you don’t believe me? well i’m telling you the fuckin truth. you have got to be the prettiest, hottest, sexiest woman i’ve ever seen.” you don’t know how, but you both had somehow moved away from the car and he had you pinned against a table.

“i-i just d-don’t feel that way,” you looked down in shame and your face felt like it would burn you if you touched it. but somehow, sukuna’s hands could take the heat as he held your face in his hands and pulled it up to look him in the eyes.

“that’s because no one has been man enough to show you and make you feel good. please let me show you. please, please.” you were scared and nervous, because what he said was true. your ex-fiancé was the only person you’d been with and he was never concerned with making you feel pretty or important. perhaps you should have known all along. but you were also scared of this. you didn’t know if you were ready for what sukuna was offering and part of you knew it was wrong and that you barely knew each other. but the other part of you, was begging for it.

you nodded and shot out, “yes please.” before you could get your whole sentence out, sukuna had picked you up and placed you on the table and stood between your legs. he kissed you with such passion and force that you were already starting to feel breathless. you kissed him back as your wrapped your arms around his neck, your kisses getting heavier and deeper. he broke away from your mouth to kiss down your neck, sucking at the sweet spot he found. once he started kissing your collarbone, his hands started to feel and squeeze your breasts through your sundress.

“mmm, s’kuna!”, you moaned out for him, and he squeezed even harder.

“fuck babydoll! i don’t think i’ll ever get tired of you sayin my name like that.” his hand reached down lower and lower, until his fingers finally reached into your panties. “jesus! what’s got you so wet and worked up, huh angel?” he started to slowly work his fingers up and down your slit, rubbing your juices around everywhere.

“s’kuna, please, more,” you said as your eyes were lidded already. he smirked at how needy you were and slid his fingers up to your clit, rubbing in firm circles. you clenched your fingers around the edge of the table, already feeling better than anyone else had made you feel before. once he put his finger inside you, you yelped and jumped up a bit.

he leaned his head into your neck to shh you, “shh, it’s okay pretty girl. i’ve got you.” you leaned your head into his neck too as he worked your finger in and out of you. once you got used to the intrusion, you started to subtly grind your hips against it, silently begging for more. he added another finger and you whined into him. again, he worked his fingers, in and out, over and over, until you got used to it and rocked your hips against him. you heard him whisper a small “fuck”, but it didn’t phase you. any other time cursing made you uncomfortable, but right now it made your hormone levels skyrocket and your panties a little wetter. once he added a third finger, you winced and your hands shot up to grab onto his shirt. he filled your cheek with kisses as he rubbed your clit with his thumb to ease the pain.

“does that feel better princess?”, he asked as he started to rub your clit harder.

“mmmm, y-yeahhh, s’kuna please!” he worked his fingers and your clit much faster now as you gripped onto his shirt for dear life. you couldn’t focus on anything else now the breakneck speed at which his fingers were pleasuring you. your mouth was wide open at the intense feeling of your orgasm racing towards you, moans and whimpers free falling out of your mouth. you didn’t notice when he had pulled back from your neck and stared into your eyes again, but you couldn’t help but stare back into his as you were getting closer and closer. suddenly, he took his hand out of your panties and you whined out in instinct, a pitiful look on your face.

“relax princess. i said i was going to take care of you, remember? just be a good little girl and wait,” he said as he bent down and pulled your panties all the way off. he then kneeled down in front of you, hiking your dress up and opening up your legs wide for him. you started to feel a bit self-conscious and anxious as he just stared and you tried not to squirm. “fuck angel. you really are pretty from head to toe aren’t you? such a pretty fucking pussy, all pretty and perfect just for me. my perfect little sweetheart.”

you weren’t even aware of the loud moan you let out at his words, desperately making you seek friction as you tried to close your thighs around his head. he stopped you and put hands on the insides of you thighs, keeping you wide open. “uh uh doll, don’t do that. you gotta stay nice and open for me ok?” you nodded back at him and he smiled in approval. he leaned his face closer and closer between your legs and you started to have a mini panic.

“umm, w-wait!”, you said as your hand went up to his head to block his movements. he leaned back a bit and looked up at you, raising his eyebrows.

“what’s wrong baby? do you want me to stop?” you suddenly felt embarrassed again and a little angry at yourself. you were nervous, but didn’t mean to overreact so badly.

“i-it’s just that…i’ve never had anyone, u-um…,”you stuttered over your words, trying to find the best way to put it.

“you never had anyone eat your pretty little pussy before?”, he said as he gave you a completely serious and sympathetic expression. geez, why did he have to say it like that?

“uh, y-yeah,” you confessed. you were a bit sad as your thoughts got the best of you. maybe he doesn’t want to now, maybe you ruined it. maybe he wouldn’t even like- a sudden wet and firm lick up the slit of your pussy quickly pulled you from your thoughts. you whimpered in shock and looked down at that oh so sinful smirk on sukuna’s face.

he giggled slightly and said, “just hang on tight, pretty girl,” as he licked another firm stripe against you. you did just as he said, holding on tight to the edge of the table like if you didn’t, you’d fall off of a cliff. you were panting and sweating as sukuna licked you everywhere, slurping up your juices and covering every inch of your pussy with his tongue. “fuck, so fucking good. i think i could eat this sweet pussy of yours all day angel,” he said and then immediately shoved his face back into you.

“uhhhh, feels so good! s-so good sukuna,” you moaned as one of your hands moved to his hair to anchor yourself. he moved his tongue down and teased at your entrance, licking and circling his tongue and making you clench around nothing. before you could even whine out in need, he shoved his hot, thick tongue inside you. you gasped and tried to trap his head with your thick thighs again, but he threw them over his shoulders and held them down. you started to grind against his face, slowly fucking your self on his tongue. he groaned into your pussy and the vibration made your thighs clench tighter around his head. you were sad for a moment when he took his tongue out of you, but you quickly got over it once he rubbed it against your clit before sucking it tightly into his mouth.

“a-ah, shit!”, you screamed out much louder than you anticipated. in fact, you wouldn’t have even noticed you cursed if he didn’t bring it up.

he cackled teasingly and said, “i thought i heard my sweet little angel tell her sister that she didn’t like bad words? i must be really making you feel that good, aren’t I?”, all while keeping sweet pressure on your clit with his fingers.

“y-yea, so…so good,” you said dreamily. he laughed again and went back to lapping at your clit, moving his fingers down to fuck you with them again. you pulled tight at his hair, egging him on as he pushed his fingers and deeper, making them hit right up against a certain spot. you gasped and jolted up like he had burned you.

“is that it right there sweetheart?”, he said as he slammed into the spot over and over, making your toes curl.

“h-yes! yes right there please, please don’t stop!” your orgasm was barreling towards you now, your grip on his hair getting even tighter. “please i’m…i’m!”

“yeah, i got you angel. that’s right, come for me. come for me and make a mess all over my fucking face princess,” he said as he raced his fingers in and out of you, abusing that sweet spot of yours. you threw your head back and came hard, your juices flowing and gushing all over him while you yelled out for him, his fingers continuing to work you through it. when you were done, you removed your hands from his hair and leaned on them behind you, panting and trying to catch your breath. that was the hardest i’ve ever come in my life. you looked down at him and watched him slowly rub little circles against you.

“fuck, that was hot. you’re so sensitive angel,” he said sweetly before he gave little firms pats to your pussy. you whimpered and trembled at the little pats, the last one making you jump and a little more of your juices flow. he stood back up, towering over you again and bringing his lips to yours in a rough, messy kiss. you moaned as you could taste your juices on his tongue. he gravitated even closer to you until his front was touching yours. you could feel his hard member in his pants and instinctively started to grind yourself against it. he moaned into your mouth and pulled you closer to him, grinding himself against you.

“fuck, i can’t wait,” he muttered under his breath as he bent down to pull down his pants and boxers. you looked down in awe as you saw his cock spring freely up in anticipation. without thinking, you reached down and touched it, wrapping your fingers around it. jesus christ this thing is big! it made you kind of nervous, how was this going to work? he was much bigger than your ex fiancé. you guessed he could read your expression on your face.

“don’t be nervous, i’ll make it work for you ok? just relax for me. are you ready?” you nodded at his words, some of your nerves relaxing. “let me hear you say it angel.” you swallowed and took a deep breath.

“ok, i’m ready sukuna.” he laid you back against the table and lined himself up with your entrance. you looked down and your eyes widened, maybe this isn’t going to work!

“hey, look at me baby. just focus on me and relax, i’ve got you,” he said as he pushed up your chin with a finger to meet his eyes. he slowly pushed inside of you, making you whine as you never broke eye contact. you held onto the edge of the table again and he brought his head down to you, your foreheads touching. you both moaned in harmony as he worked himself deeper and deeper. it seemed like a long process, him working himself back and forth, in and out. but pretty soon, he was seated all the way inside you.

“s-shit babydoll. so fucking nice and tight for me, fuck!”, he groaned out against you. you thought his filthy mouth had turned you on before, but his whiny moans and face full of pleasure had you getting wetter by the second. he stayed still to let you get adjusted to him.

once you moaned out, “please move, need more,” he started to slowly move, in and out of you. you bit your lip as you were still overcoming the pain, trying your best to relax. sukuna bent his head down and licked and sucked at the sweet spot on your neck, finally biting down and leaving a mark, making you squeal. he then moved his hand down, rubbing circles on your clit again while continuing to tease and nip at your neck. his teasing and rubbing was worth it, because soon you no longer felt pain and all you felt was pleasure.

“m-more s’kuna, please,” you whispered into his ear. he straightened up and wrapped your legs around his torso above his waist, allowing him to get even deeper. his thrusts were now at a hard and steady rhythm like a well oiled machine.

“see baby? i told you i would make you feel good. such a good girl, taking me so well.” you whined out in need and moved your hips against his, meeting each of his thrusts. he pulled on the top of your sundress, releasing your breasts for him to play with. “fuck, look at these beautiful tits. so fucking big and soft,” he said as he massaged and squeezed at them. you clenched around him when he flicked over your nipple and he smirked. he leaned down and licked and sucked all over your breasts, making them wet and bruised. you gasped loudly as he took your nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting hard enough to make your hips move harder against him. he set a faster pace as he continued to assault your breast and your clit, your orgasm peaking over the horizon again. once he leaned up to kiss you as he grind and rolled his hips against yours, giving you deep strokes as your clit rubbed against his crotch, it was all over. you wailed and threw your head back again as you came on his cock, clenching down on him.

he pulled out of you and swiftly flipped you over and threw you down on your stomach. before you could even react or move, he thrusted back in all the way, quick to set a brutal pace in and out of you, giving sweet kisses to your cervix with every thrust. “fuuuuccckkk,” you moaned as you braced your hands on the table as you were fucked like a wild animal.

“you’re turning into such a needy little slut for me, aren’t you? my perfect little whore,” he said as his hand came down on your ass hard, leaving behind a stinging sensation. you whimpered out and he gave the same treatment to your other cheek. “that’s right baby, fucking take it. take all of it.” tears streamed down your cheeks at the intense feeling of his thrusts getting harder and faster, bruising your pussy and your cervix. he held your head down against the table and you instinctively arched your back, leaving you nothing to do but lay there and take it. he slightly changed the angle of his hips, allowing him to abuse your sweet spot over and over. you’re eyes rolled to the back of your head and your thighs trembled in anticipation.

“aw, is my sweet girl gonna come again? such a good little girl, that’s right. come all over my fucking dick for me. i know you can do it, be good one last time for me.”, he whispered in your ear without missing a beat. the nail in the coffin was a harsh bite he gave you on your shoulder, making your orgasm stampede toward you and run you over. you screamed and sobbed as you gushed and creamed all over his cock, your whole body shaking and your soul momentarily leaving your body. now THAT was the best orgasm you’d ever had in your life.

“aw fuck angel! i’m c-cumming, shit!”, he moaned out as he emptied his heavy load into you, laying his body down against your back and breathing heavily into your ear. neither one of you moved, focusing on trying to catch your breath and calming your heartbeats. you were zoned out and in another world until you felt wet kisses across your shoulder, neck, and upper back. you picked your head up and sukuna followed you, leaving kisses across your forehead and face. you looked up at him and he kissed your lips, softly making out with you. after the feeling of pure bliss seceded, he helped you sit up and pulled up your panties and fixed your sundress. once his pants were back up and zipped, he picked you up and placed you on the floor on your unsteady feet. you quickly grabbed onto his arms once you tried to stand on your wobbly legs alone.

“you okay sweetheart?,” he asked as he stabilized you with his hands on your hips.

“yeah, i think i’m fine now. thank you,” you said with another sweet smile. fuck, that sweet, innocent looking smile almost made him want to bend you over the table wreck you again.

“yeah, you’re probably not gonna be able to walk tomorrow.” his nonchalant tone as he spoke made heat rush to your cheeks and you shyly looked down. “don’t tell me your acting all shy after i just made you make a mess of my clothes.” it wasn’t until he said that that you looked him over. his shirt and most of his pants were absolutely soaked. your face felt like a furnace as you felt completely mortified.

“oh my gosh! i am so sorry! i can wash them for you, i swear!” he chucked at your worried voice.

“no need sweetheart, but there is a way you can make this up to me.”

“really? how?” he placed his hands on your ass as he lifted you up, wrapping your legs around him and holding you.

“you can promise me to give me that sweet little pussy of yours again,” he said as he leaned into your face as he spoke. your eyes widened as your tummy flipped at his words. “tell you what, why don’t we go to my house to clean up and have a nice shower. what do you say?” he was already in the process of carrying you over to his car while he was asking you.

“uh y-yeah, sure!”

“perfect! then let’s go princess,” he said as he gave you a playful slap on your ass, signaling that tonight would be more than just washing up. oh god.

“sukuna, you know it’s late and you had a busy day today and have to work tomorrow. don’t you think you should go home and get some sleep?”, you asked as he put you in the passenger seat of his car and buckled your seat belt.

he stood in the doorway and pretended that he was deep in thought and considering what you said. “yeah you’re right, i do need to get some sleep…but i also need to have you sit on my face and make you cry from cumming for hours without stopping,” he said with the most shit-eating grin you’d ever seen. your jaw dropped to the floor in shock and he simply closed the car door and laughed while he walked to the drivers side. what an evil villain.

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whorefordina · 29 days

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THIS IS VERRY ABBY CORE (can someone make drabble about this 🙏🏽🙏🏽)

#the last of us #abby anderson #abby anderson smut #abby the last of us #wlw #abby anderson drabble #abby anderson fluff #abby x black reader #abby tlou

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valleydoli · 2 months

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𐙚 Ao3 Fics I’ve read and love 𐙚

𐙚 infidelity by @tawus (completed)

gojo x fem reader

Your marriage to Gojo Satoru lost its initial excitement, since your husband spent all his time either at Jujutsu Tech or on exorcism missions across the world. To ease your loneliness, you picked up your favorite pastime from your student years — clubbing — behind his back. Too bad that on Satoru’s most recent mission he spots his wife dancing in a nightclub with a bunch of guys in the skimpiest dress he has ever seen on her…

𐙚 desert rose by @sadistic-kiss (on going)

all jjk men x fem reader 😭

Toji Fushiguro finds you during one of his hitman jobs. With no idea what to do with you he decides to bring you home to his house of misfits. They weren’t picture perfect but neither were you.

𐙚 mascara by @/softstellars (on going)

geto x fem reader

You've never been a particularly good person, you're self-aware enough to know it. It's your only flaw, and recently you've actually been working to better yourself. For example: paying for a 30-dollar Uber so you can take your friend home only for her to ditch you for some guy when it comes down to it. Although you’re pissed, you decide to try and make the best of it instead of get into a screaming match with her. It's an easy thing to do when Getou Suguru is offering you everything to do just that. Everything a party entails: liquor, weed, and sex with a perfect stranger. And Getou knows perfectly well you have a boyfriend, so it's not like he'll want anything serious.

𐙚 a pearl by @lemonlover1110 (completed and posted on tumblr!)

toji x fem reader

The Fushiguros needed a nanny, and the pay was too good to not apply, especially since your family needed financial help. You were the perfect nanny for the kids, they loved you as if you were their own mother. Slowly, you built up the perfect relationship with the family. Especially with Mr. Fushiguro. A man who would constantly visit you after dark. A man who you thought had sincere intentions but at the end of the day didn't care about you. A selfish man who just saw you as a tool to make his wife mad. A man who didn't care about you but didn't want you with anyone else. A man that took away your ability to know what a healthy relationship was. You couldn't speak up about it since all the fault would fall at your feet and would be deemed as the "homewrecker".

𐙚 you, my angel and my saint by @lemonlover1110 (completed and posted on tumblr!)

toji x fem reader

sequel to a pearl!

After having an affair with your boss, you're left to deal with the consequences, those being: two exhausting new jobs and a child. A child that he never got to know the existence of. Now all you had to do was keep her hidden, which should be an easy task, right?

𐙚 rings by @/bungeemum (on going)

toji x fem reader

you divorced the man in front of you for a reason. so why was he standing on your doorstep, guilt plastered on his face, and eyes glinting with hope?

𐙚 a dangerous game by @/anaoyuo (completed)

gojo x fem reader

geto x fem reader

Both men agreed to a game about who fucks you first, but they didn't play their cards right. Gojo and Geto changed the course of the game when they decided to keep you around for way longer than intended, making you fall for their sweet way to deprave you, and now you have to face the consequences in a gamble that they call their life.

𐙚 fate’s gamble by @/anaoyuo (on going)

gojo x fem reader

geto x fem reader

sequel to a dangerous game

缘分— a story about predestined affinity, set in a world where the intoxicating thrills of wealth intertwine with amorality.

𐙚 him & i by @pharixden (on going)

gojo x fem reader

toji x fem reader

sukuna x fem reader

A cheating husband, a widowed bodyguard and a malevolent fling of the past who owes a favour isn’t a combination for the faint of heart, but not every girl is a damsel in distress.

𐙚 changes by @lemonlover1110 (on going also on tumblr!)

gojo x fem reader

From childhood friends to lovers to mere strangers. Your love story with Satoru Gojo was one from a fairy tail, until it wasn't. When you were twenty-one, Satoru left you without an explanation. Five years later, you meet again but nothing is quite the same. Too many things need to be explained, especially the fact that there's another Gojo that Satoru has yet to meet.

𐙚 the man in apartment 381 by @lemonlover1110 (completed also on tumblr!)

toji x fem reader

Looking for a new beginning after the death of your husband, you move away from town. That's when you meet him, Toji Fushiguro, a widower with a three-year-old son. You two understand each other, which draws you close. Except you two don't realize that feelings would eventually develop, and neither of you want that. Feelings are the last thing you two want after finding out the great damage that they can cause. When you two discover this, it's too late.

𐙚 4th avenue viewing by @/softstellars (completed)

nanami x fem reader

Nanami Kento is intelligent, serious, reserved and can easily catch someone in a lie. It's his job to do just that, he's renowned for it. So when he comes to your university to offer up an internship, it's quite the opportunity. Anyone would jump at the chance, except for you. But no, you just had to be the one caught in a lie.

𐙚 forgotten souls by @/killerpoultry & @/bebobopobo (completed)

sukuna x fem reader

You and Sukuna have been married for years. Even though he is brash, mean, and sadistic, you love him more than anything. While he may not show it much, he truly loves you too. One day you get into a terrible car accident and lose all your memories. You learn to live once more while Sukuna must now get you to fall in love with him all over again.

𐙚 love kills by @/sourome (on going)

i actually don’t know 😭 i think toji x fem reader

The wealthy and successful Zenin family, well respected and seemingly perfect. But all that glitters is not gold. Toji Zenin, CEO and face of the Zenin Group acts like a gentleman but is a vile creature that has ruined many lives, such as yours. That married man dared to play with your mother’s heart many years ago, destroying her sanity and her life and ultimately killing her. Now years later and being all grown up you decide to seek revenge, he deserves to suffer that same destiny and die of love. With the help of a few friends you plan to become a part of his life and his every thought but you didn't take into account his son, that man had the potential to turn your plans upside down.

𐙚 the black swan by @uselesslydamaged (completed)

sukuna x fem reader

Loving someone is easy, but experiencing it is harder.

𐙚 bodyguard by @/succybuss (on going)

toji x fem reader

Your Grandfather, a man involved in unsavory businesses that has taken you under his wing, has informed you that you will be under the care of a full-time Bodyguard. Unhappy with your grandfather's decision, you decide to go out for a night of drinking for your last night of freedom. There, you encounter a man you planned on taking home, but life had other plans in store for you...

𐙚 violet lights by @septembersummer (completed)

gojo x fem reader

In which you're at a party that you should've skipped when you capture the attention of a boy who looks like an angel and grins like the devil. He looks beautiful in the neon lights, and maybe you just want to make your ex-boyfriend jealous, but trouble with a tongue ring does sound like fun, just for tonight. What's the worst that could happen, you know?

𐙚 starboy by @septembersummer (completed)

gojo x fem reader

sequel to violet lights

After your ex-boyfriend gets arrested on national television, you find yourself realizing that you really didn’t know much at all about Gojo Satoru. Well, he’s better known in the Yakuza as The Six Eyes, not that he ever told you that.

𐙚 sweet little lies by @/mooglepaws (on going)

toji x fem reader

Megumi Fushiguro is the perfect Fiancé. Caring, loyal, successful, devastatingly handsome and crazy in love with you. So how and why do you end up fucking his Dad? As your wedding looms and the consequences of your affair unfold, you have to make a choice between the Fushiguro men.

This is a Toji x Reader x Megumi but the smut is almost exclusively Toji x Reader focusing on their affair.

𐙚 the twist of a knife by @darkcat23 (on going)

gojo x fem reader

This world is dull, colourless in your eyes. You are just trying to keep going with your life, not bothering anyone, trying to support your mother and yourself. So what happens when you agree to help your ex one night? And what if you catch the attention of a certain white haired assassin? And he shows you just how colourful this world truly is. or, a story of a girl with a violent mind and a boy with violent tendencies, finding each other, intertwining, and feeding off one another. perhaps it is fate that has brought them together. or perhaps it's something more sinister, something more cold.

𐙚 untameable waves by @/circedemedici

(unknown i guess hopefully i can let you know)

has been taken down i dont know if it’ll come back but if it does i’ll link it! but i’m leaving it here because it was most definitely my favourite :(

please let me know any other fics you’ve read because i love reading fics with a LOT of plot and also let me know if you end up reading any and you enjoy them as much as i did! :3

i think i used every tag known to man LOL 𐙚

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kanekisfavoritegf · 15 days

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minors & blank blogs DNI pls🩷

Emo!Choso has got a big dick and he doesn’t know it.

Emo!Choso is soooo confused as to why he has to wait for a little before plowing into you once he had sunken into your cunt entirely.

Emo!Choso can not comprehend why you end up with a teary face and drool running down your mouth once you cum.

Emo!Choso simply doesn’t get it. Until one night, after three rounds, he feels a weak tap at his tattoo covered abdomen, and looks to see your face covered in cum, sweat and salty fat tears. Whimpering out a small plea for reprieve

“Please Choso you are too big.”

Emo!Choso Finally understands, but It doesn’t help; in fact, it makes everything worse…

Emo!Choso gets even more horny, but he opts to jack off in front of you until you are ready to sink back onto his big fat cock.

And when he gets to slide back into you

Emo!Choso holds his hand to your lower belly, pressing down hard so he can feel how deep he hit inside of you with each sloppy, cum filled thrust.

#Emo choso does things to me #cat writes ★#chosooo #choso #choso kamo x black reader #choso kamo smut #choso kamo x reader #choso kamo #jjk x reader smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso headcanons #choso hcs #jjk choso kamo #choso kamo headcanons #jjk smut #black reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen smut

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rumisgf · 2 months

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backshots with eren are absolutely lethal. like, just imagine.

your head is completely buried into the pillow. eren has your back arched real good for him, one hand on your back to keep it that way. you huff out a moan which each of his thrusts, your slick painting his cock and slowly dripping down your thighs as he’s working your third orgasm. you lean yourself forward in an attempt to give yourself mercy, only for him pull you back all the way on his dick. any time you raise a hand to push him back or brace yourself, he slams it back down and tightens his grip on you. it’s all so dirty.

“fuck ren- i can’t- fuckkk…”

“uh uh, stop running. take this dick.”

he takes a hand and slaps your ass, adding to his collection of red/dark purple marks he’s created. you can barely hold yourself up and as bad as you wanna tap out, he just feels so good.

“s-so good…’s too much.”

and he wouldn’t stop anyway, the lewd sounds of your cunt squelching with every thrust and the view of your ass moving back against him is sending him to heaven. not only that, he knows you love this almost as much as he does.

“throw that ass back. yeah, just like that. my good little girl.”

no matter how rough he was you did what you were told and you took him so well, you really are such a good girl for him. your ass was slamming against him as you took every inch of him, you slurring your words and moaning out for him like a prayer.

“s-so wet..y’ make me so wet..”

and oh, he knows. no matter how much you joke around or are too embarrassed to admit it, eren goes to sleep at night knowing no one could ever have you screaming like this, only he knows how to have you soaked in a matter of seconds.

#aot smut #cj’s silly thoughts #aot x black reader #aot #aot x reader #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager x black reader #eren jeager x reader #eren jaeger #eren jeager #eren smut #mikasa ackerman #connie springer #jean kirstein #armin arlert

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suguruplsr · 19 days

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NEED THAT DICKOLOGY!

— fucking your mentor?

geto suguru x fem! virgin reader , v random + pure filthy smut , oral (f) , protected sex ! , overstimulation , folding position , bar restroom scene > car scene , face riding , fingering , hair pulling , choking + spitting n mouth , not proofread + rushed so lmk what i missed ! 🪐

⸝⸝ psychology.. the study of the mind. a beautiful study you’ve always found yourself interested in, along with the long hour videos of interrogations of criminals. so having a mentor for the job you’re aiming for as a criminal psychologist, is very helpful.

like when he takes you out to dinners with large politicians to study their behaviors. not everyone’s a good person, he reminds you.

not everyone’s a good person, when suguru’s looks fucking edible with his dress shirts and slacks, always leaving out a button undone and his beautiful hair draping around him like a water fall. when he looks like a trap you’d love to walk into.

you’d do anything to imprint the image of his stupidly handsome casual+formal look in your mind, the one you love to imagine him wearing when you’re thinking about him taking you on his office desk, so why not take him out for once?

who knew you’d get so lucky..

“we’re still in public,” suguru huffs with a smile, clearly teasing you with that glimmer in his eyes. ignorant, you continue to kiss against his lips, eager and hungry to the male pressed against your body in the shammy bar restroom. “please.” you beg, nearly whining and mewling for suguru with your drawled voice.

you lick at the lingering liquor transmitted from his lips. his hands gripping your waist. his cologne filling your nostrils. his stupid smile. why did your stupid mentor have this— even more stupid, affect on you?

“please what?” “i don’t know suguru,” you impatiently bite back, frowning at his deep seductive chuckle. the kind that pulls victims like you into his aura. into a man who’ll put you into a trance. which it does, “i just need you, please, touch me suguru..”

suguru lets out a deep sigh at your words, eyes speaking louder than his unspoken words. but you can feel his growing erection against your thigh, and you’d gladly point it out if he wasn’t looking at you like he needs you just as much as you need him.

poor girl, he thinks. one of his hands on your waist trail up. his right one, going up to your throat and giving it a comfortable squeeze. he holds you like you’re nothing, and it makes you want him even more, stomach turning with need as he tilts your head back.

soon he’s attacking your exposed neck— and you’d think he’s a vampire with a how the noises of his lips on your neck fill up the claustrophobic atmosphere. his kisses form a line directly up the middle of your neck, leaving you sensitive once they drop down to your cleavage. and suguru almost has half the mind to pull off your clothing with his teeth, choosing to suckle at the peeking skin of your breast that the sleeveless didn’t hide. “touch you hm? how much? just something like this or..” suguru’s laugh is hidden in your skin once his fingers slipped between the slit of your dress, feeling the damp spot on your panties.

the yellow blinking lights above you do no better to help your failing and swirling head. a mixture of alcohol and lust overtaking your senses— and suguru geto himself. one of his large fingers find your clit way too quick, but it’s as expected of a man who exhibits a sleek ambience of sexiness. he presses the bud through the ruined fabric, “or you want your pussy stuffed full of me. you probably haven’t been fucked good for a while— no offense there..” suguru rubs the area in tight circles, catching how your breath hitches, hands immediately latching to his button up shirt. he doesn’t care for the wrinkles, or how he can feel your nails slowly dig into the shirt, probably forming crescents into the skin underneath.

you’re just too cute.

“i’ve always admired how determined you are, such a smart girl huh? so focused on studies you don’t even have time to touch yourself. but it’s okay baby, you got me now.” you almost feel undermined, despite his words. the way he ignores your pathetic whines and whimpers with each second of his exploration around your cunt..it’s all too condescending.

“i’ll fill that cunt of yours with my fingers first, shit— you can probably only take one.” suguru’s observation is made when the pad of a finger doesn’t slip into your hole easily. your panties were forced to the side already and your cunt wet against his palm. the man kneels, sacrificing his expensive slacks to meet your darling pussy face to face. the psychologist pushes your dress up, to which you get the memo, holding the blue dress and bunching it up to your waist.

suguru holds your panties to the side again, squishing it with a single hand and his thumb kneading the skin of one of your thighs. “s’ fucking beautiful down here..” he whispers, speaking to the mess in front of him.

if only you knew how his mouth watered, drool almost coming up and his muscles fighting with each fiber of his body. he just wants to attach his mouth onto your pussy, let all of your juices and wetness fall into his mouth rather then let it uncomfortably mesh together between your thighs.

let him relieve it.

but, ever the man, suguru stays true to his words, licking his lips unconsciously and bringing a hand up to your folds. yet, unlike his usual patience and prudence, he’s quickly forcing one of his fingers into your cunt. your body jerks, “o-oh. wait! please! oh fuck..” you blabber off into a tandem, curses leaving you while his finger works its way into your virgin cunt. an abnormal feeling.

“already falling apart baby. not even moving it, c’mon, just a bit longer. we don’t want you to get dumbed out at some bar, right baby? not being in the right state of mind is dangerous..” caution is nonexistent in his tone, more-so mocking as he moves closer and lifts your left leg onto his shoulder. you know what he’s implying, his words are promises to how he’s going to break you and leave your mind a mess.

is it really sickening how you clench around his finger just from the thought? you already have him here between your legs and yet, he still keeps you on your toes with each damning word that leaves his mouth.

“let’s loosen you up a bit, or maybe you want some extra work with my tongue?” suguru tsks, unapologetically moving his finger inside you, thrusting it slowly before pulling it out completely to add another, “maybe let me spit on your sloppy pussy and treat it like a whore?” you mewl as he gives your clit a pitiful hit of his palm, then massaging it between his fingers, rolling the bud before slipping two fingers in with ease.

it’s all too much.

“i.. i don’t care, jus’ wanna cum— as long as it’s from you sugu..” you whined, looking down at him with tears filling your eyes, giving little sniffles from how his fingers nudge where you need him most, you just want to grab at him, pull at his hair as he fucks your pussy with his fingers.

suguru hisses, leaving your pussy with a kiss on your clit, “we’re getting the fuck outta here baby, not gonna fuck you here.” and as annoyed as you want to be for having to wait, you follow his words reluctantly, quickly making yourself as presentable as you possible could before he’s dragging you away.

you found yourself in multiple positions in the more comfortable sleek pink BMW— regardless of the limited space in the black interior. you continue your heated session in the stuffy backseat, ridding yourself of that bunchy dress and trying your best to get rid of his clothes before you were put in the position you’re in now.

“ride me baby, keep this pussy on my face, and don’t you dare fuckin’ hover.” suguru’s demand makes you bite your lip, crawling over on top of him and briefly resting on his now bare chest to admire him. his usual put together look was ruined by you. the best you could. perhaps the ideals he had promised to you, reflected onto him. his upper body is covered in stains of your gloss, mixed with your brown lip liner. and the cresent’s of your nails and purple hickies are only more decorative additions that stained his skin in the hours of the night.

suguru’s long hair is sprawled underneath him, undone once you had mentioned wanting to use it as leverage. and who is he to complain about your wishes?

“do you really wanna do this? you don’t have to..” your energy now is a stark contrast from before, unsettling hesitation within you as his arms wrap around your thighs, tugging you forward. a slick of your essence drags along his chest, a guttural sound escaping suguru from the warmth of it on him. “do i need to restate your words my love? i’d be happy to brag all about how you claimed to need me. especially when i can tell right now..” suguru scoffs, and you’re quickly lifted onto his face without warning, his mouth widened and is forcefully attached to your cunt.

the way he eat dines on your pussy is like a man starved. from the tight grip of his hands to the way his cock strains so uncomfortably in his pants. his tongue moves like a snake, flexing and gathering every single drop of you on it, then flicking into his mouth with a groan. suguru savored your taste each and every time, slowly rocking you onto his mouth until you were completely riding him with little cries and moans of your own, tugging his long soft strands.

your hands would fly to the handle of the back seat door, holding the black leather as you came or squirted. after so long, you never knew which it was— but you knew the man underneath you would eat it all up in mere seconds, his thirst for you never ending.

after so long, suguru had layed you back, his hands ghosting over the skin of your stomach with your legs sprawled around him. it wasn’t his ideal choice of scenery for the taking of your virginity, knowing it’s something so cherished. and of course, he’d want your first time, and your first time with him, to be more special than fucking you into the rough fabric of your back seats.

his girl is just so fucking needy.

“hah! ha— sug! um.. fuck you feel soo good!!” you nearly scream, voice breaking and your eyes rolled back.

suguru’s cock is stuffed inside your pussy, the only thing keeping him from your gummy walls was a condom around his dick. yet he hits all the right spots without hindrance, the thick member filling and molding you with each of his pounding thrusts. “yeahhh bet i do— clenchin’ around me baby, shit..” the long haired male groans, his arms are around your thighs— his favorite place obviously, not sure to keep you spread or to push your thighs up and fold you dumb.

rather, enjoy the creamy sight of your pussy around him, or fuck you how he wants to?

he chooses the latter, folding you easily and greeting you with a sloppy kiss that swallows down your moans. his thrusts are more methodical, but they have so much force, nudging your sweetest spot and leading you to cloud nine. his balls, slap against you ass loudly with each one thrust, stringed wet with your previous cum. suguru loves to feel it, the absolute mess between you.

“cum. go ahead princess, give it to me, don’t want you to hold back— not at all.” suguru encourages, pausing your wet and spit inducing make out session with a more firmer kiss on your lips. you whine, holding onto the broad escape of his shoulders, adding more scratches down to his back and clawing with each second you’re brought closer to your orgasm. “o-okay sugu.. g’nna cum..” you can barely speak, voice raspy and only getting worse with a thick hand wrapped around your neck. he really wants you gone, to let your consciousness float away and fuck you till you’re incoherent of even breathing.

at least that’s what it feels like once your eyes are rolling back, body stuttering as he fucks you through the impending feeling while a nasty glob of spit is forced down your throat which cause you to release around him suddenly. it’s too good, unable to feel anything, but feeling everything, at the same time.

youre awaken with his hot load shot out onto your stomach, tossing the soiled condom somewhere and jerking himself off to the sight of your cock-drunk state. through your blurry eyes, you see how his muscles contract and react, his head tilting back and his cock eventually giving all that’s left in little spurts. suguru’s mumbling to himself, probably things he’d say to you if he had came in your ex-virgin pussy.

“baby.. fuck.. you with me or dumbed out? seems i kept my promise, hm?” not trusting your voice, you nod obediently, closing your eyes in content as he sighs. “shit, lets get you cleaned up, then i’ll drive.” suguru grimaces, pulling you up to sit back, smiling from your whine of dissatisfaction. “m’tired sugu”

“me too sweetheart, me too,” suguru hushes, leaning into a soft kiss that only makes you want to fall asleep, sighing against his lips, “ you did so good princess, let me take care of you..”

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cottonconnielvr · 9 months

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“Say please”

Miguel said as he pounded his cock deeply into you. His eyes are fixated on your boobs that bounce up and down. He’s hitting your cervix so deeply, you can’t take it. Your arms gripped at the sheets, begging for mercy.

“Miggy I can’t take it!”

“t-too much!”

He only shook his head at you. “Say please baby” He challenges as he pound into you harder. He watches as all thoughts evaporate from your pretty little head. Your mouth is open agape and you can’t even bring yourself to moan. The feeling is just so good. Miguel is so big and stretches you out, his cock creating a visible bulge.

He knows you can’t say please if you wanted to. He’s purposely fucking the words right out of you.

“Awww,can’t say please baby? I guess I can’t stop and give you a break”

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archeology teacher w. kento nanami *ੈ✩‧₊˚

.nsfw. ⁀➷ part II

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who’s your first-semester teacher for your anthropology major.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who was recommended by one of your friends so you took his archeology class.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who’s considerate and kind towards his students, and has an inspiring passion for history although he comes off as stoic and aloof.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who laid his eyes on you the first time when you came after class to his desk to ask questions, leaving a permanent impression on him with your cute demeanour and bright smile. your interest made him question his.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento whose athletic build molded by his tight blue shirt attracted your gaze more than once while he explained roman architecture with his back turned toward the class.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento whose subtle eye contact makes your heart flutter and your thighs clench together. he’ll always find your gaze whether you’re at the back of the class or on the sides.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who won’t hesitate to take overtime if it means being able to deepen the subject with you and help you in any way he can.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who shifts closer to you while showing you slides of ancient artifacts, occasionally brushing your elbow with his.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who’s normally capable of separating sentimentalism from service, but can’t get you out of his head. thinking of you in ways he shouldn’t be thinking about when it comes to his students.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento whose hunger becomes more and more insatiable the more time he spends with you. his focus failing him every time you look into his eyes while he speaks or when you touch his elbow as you get up from your seat at the end of the studying session.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who closes the door behind the last student after a two-hour long class on a friday evening, leaving you two alone. despite his tired figure, he insists that he can still work on some subjects with you.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento whose explanations are unusually incomprehensible and languorous. you ask if you should call it a day but his demanding eyes tell you otherwise.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who leans on his desk, inattentively misplacing his stuff and shifting his weight closer to you, his cologne blesses your nostrils when his neck is to your height, forcing you to look up.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento whose heavy breath lends on your forehead when his hands grab the sides of your chair, pulling you closer, his thumb just slightly caresses your thighs sending shivers down your spine.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who gives up any kind of restraint and self-control that inevitably comes with the job when he lifts you up on the desk, placing a ravenous kiss upon your lips, his hands tracing your curves up and down.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who hurries his movements, skillfully undressing you with little to no regard for anyone that might enter and watch him fuck his student.

“n-nanami. is it okay?” you ask against his lips, already melting into his touch. you were certainly more concerned than him for the consequences.

but he had watched you for weeks, rubbing yourself against your chair, nervously biting your lips and nibbling at your pen while he taught the class. he had enough of your subtle grins and teasing smiles.

“i don’t care.”

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who gets off on your shy moans that echo through the whole amphitheatre. your hesitant whines are blocked by one of your hands until he grabs your wrist, pulling it down against the desk.

“let me hear you, sweetheart. let the whole school hear you.”

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who lowers your pants and underwear before unbuckling his belt and steadying himself right in front of your entrance, a grin on his lips when you ask for him by pulling his tie down.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who mercilessly pounds into you, holding your hands down behind you and bending your body so your back arches against the wooden desk.

you wrapped your legs around him, pushing his weight forward, asking for him deeper, but the sheer size of his member was already enough to completely fill you. whenever he moved, it bruised your tight pussy, completely covering him with your seed.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who places gentle kisses upon your ear and neck despite how greedily he fucks you. your nails dig into the desk to maintain yourself, every time he thrusts in.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who easily but patiently leads you to multiple orgasms, keeping you in his class for more than one hour of overtime.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who lets no part of your body undiscovered, leaving no place for the imagination when you end up completely naked as he eats your pulsating cunt just like you expected he would.

₊˚ପ⊹ archeology teacher!kento who watches you leave his class for the tenth time, but this time satisfied. you left a delicious imprint on his lips and his hands that he’d think about for the whole weekend. he knew he needed to have you all to himself now and promised he’d ask you out for a proper date next time, hoping you wouldn’t say no to a teacher who had taught you so much already.

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