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anemptypuddingcup · 2 months

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Breaking on me.

Luffy x Female Reader.

Destressing Smut Fic.

This was supposed to be way shorter but I ended getting carried away and saying “fuck it why not.” I’ve been stressed out with medical issues and issues with people in general. Writing this fic was definitely a good destresser for me and I’m happy to be writing for my rubber man again.

Contains: Reader is very stressed in this fic. Luffy wanting to make Reader feel better. Reader breaking down on Luffy. Luffy comforting Reader before helping relieve her stress. Shibari. Luffy tearing the ropes. Luffy using a bit of gear second and haki for Reader. Starts smut off w riding. Missionary to Mating press. Luffy definitely cream-pies Reader. Fingering & Pussy eating afterwards. Overstimulation. Luffy trying his best to comfort Reader.

Luffy stared at you blankly from across the room, his beautiful beady eyes staring up and down your body as he observed you for a moment. He could tell that you were stressed, both physically and mentally. As someone who endures and puts up with his shit for so long, part of him wonders just how much you can take before you end up breaking into pieces like fine china.

He could tell by your body language and facial expressions that you were drained or at least tired. Whatever it was that was making you feel this way, Luffy hoped that he could try and help you with it in any way he can.

Your eyes flicker up at him and you quirk a brow before turning a page and continuing to read.

“Why’re you staring at me like that Luffy? Is something wrong?” You asked, peeking up from your book to look at him who was still staring at you. Luffy hums out and presses his hand to his chin, a soft sigh leaving him as he stared at you even longer. “Is sum botherin’ ya?” He asked bluntly, making you freeze while your brows raise from slight shock in response. You chuckled before continuing back to your book, your eyes now trying to find the sentence that you had just left seconds ago.

“No Luffy, nothing is bothering me.” You say flatly, still skimming through your book and looking for that damned sentence that your eyes had lost. Luffy huffs and pouts at you before standing up from his seat, his sandals sliding along the tile as he walks over to you. He crouches down in front of you and presses his fingers against your book before slowly pushing it down and away from your sight.

“Luffy! Why’d you do that? I’m trying to find my-“

“You sure you ain’ lyin’ to me?”

You flinch in surprise at his question before staring down into his pouting face, his features showing the slightest sign of worry. You look away before nodding, giving him your signature heartwarming smile. “Yes I promise Luffy. I’m just fine. If I wasn’t…well…I probably would’ve told you already…” You say, your tone shifting a bit as if you were struggling to speak in the same cheery tone you were speaking in moments before.

Luffy presses his hand to his chin before smiling, his body steadily rising back up to his feet before he moves in closer to you. He presses a loving smooch to your lips before peppering one to your temple while his fingers played around in your strands. “Jus’ wanna make sure…I jus’ want my baby gal to be alright.” He says softly to you as he pulls away. He waves before walking out of the aquarium bar, his hand slowly pulling the door behind himself and closing it.

His voice was muffled by the door as you heard him calling out for Sanji to make him some snacks, a few of your other crew mates voices following shortly after.

You sigh out shakily and set your book down to the side, your mind running rampant with negativity as you felt your heart pounding out of your chest. Your eyes felt as if they wanted to shed tears, to let out all of that emotion that you had bottled up deep inside of your chest and stomach. It was hard to deal with stress, especially since usually this was a stress-free zone most of the time.

You couldn’t tell if it was anxiety of sailing the seas or what, but you certainly did not like having this heavy weight to carry on your smaller shoulders.

Most of the crew haven’t noticed your behavior but the one who always noticed was Luffy. He was the closest to you, so of course he would be the one to notice if something was off with you. Luffy always noticed what was wrong with his friends and you were no exception. Even if you got different treatment compared to everyone else and even if you were considered a loving partner to him, he will always be willing to help you with your issues no matter if they’re physical, emotional or mental.

You sigh out shakily before standing up from your seat, sucking up all of the broken emotions and putting on a happy face before walking out of the aquarium to head into the kitchen.

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Luffy sat there alone out on the soft grass of the deck, his eyes staring up at the darkened night sky as he thought to himself while watching the pretty stars glimmer. You and him decided to keep watch on the ship for the night, allowing both you and him to have some type of alone time on the ship while everyone else got to explore a bit more and get some fresh air on the current island they stopped by.

Both you and Luffy had already went out and got what you wanted before getting back on which is why Luffy was sitting there thinking to himself. He looks over the stairs and towards the kitchen door, the sound of you cooking inside the kitchen faint while the sound of the ocean waves was louder and filled his ears more.

You were in the kitchen fixing yourself up a small snack before you decided to walk back to the library to find a new book to read for the night. Luffy sits up and smirks to himself before rushing upstairs and into the men’s bedroom, his head peeking out a moment before he ran down along the floorboards and over to the bedroom door. He opens the door and walks in, his eyes glancing over to his cot before he rushes over to it.

He gets a hold of his grocery bag that he grabbed off the island and pulls out a bundle of red rope before giggling to himself. He stood there and thought to himself before smirking, his feet slowly tiptoeing back to the door before he peeks his head out. He peers around and slowly walks out, his hand slowly closing the door behind himself before he begins to head downstairs to the women’s bedroom.

He opens the door and slowly steps in, his hand closing the door behind himself before he rushes over to your bed. He flops down onto your bed and inhales your scent, a soft mewl leaving him while he relished in your scent and wrinkled up your quilt. “She smells s’fuckin’ good, she always does~” He sighs out lovingly as he slides down off of your bed and onto his two feet.

He stands up straight and pulls all of his clothes off onto the floor before sliding off his sandals, staring at the red rope as he questioned if his little brain could remember to tie himself up right. He hums out to himself before shrugging his shoulders and going with the flow, tying up his arms and legs alongside the rest of his body.

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You yawned as you walked out of the kitchen, a sigh leaving your lips as you settled on just going to bed for the night. You look down towards the deck and noticed that Luffy wasn’t there anymore. You scratched your head and raise a brow, a sigh leaving your lips as you prayed to god himself that your boyfriend didn’t go missing again. You slowly walked up to the men’s bedroom and opened the door before stopping in place, your eyes landing on Luffy’s cot before you realized that he wasn’t in it.

You quickly rushed to the women’s bedroom to grab your sandals, parts of your mind running rampant as worry and fear for your boyfriend’s safety begins to spread throughout your body.

You bursted through the door and sighed out before looking up, your eyes widening as they fell onto Luffy’s body which seemed to be tied up and naked on your bed. His body was indeed naked and covered in red rope, his arms were tied together behind his back. “Baby! There ya are! What took ya s’long!?” Luffy beamed, his arms tied tight behind his as he sat there up and got up on his knees.

You stared at him for a moment before realizing that Luffy probably tangled himself up in some rope. Though- Wait- Why was he even in the women’s bedroom and on your bed in the first place? You looked around before looking back to him, his lips curling up into a beaming smile as you stood there a little dumbfounded.

“Luffy…What happened? Are you okay?” You asked, your legs slowly walking over to him before you gripped the ropes that squeezed his body. Luffy groans out slightly before watching as you struggled to pull and loosen the ropes round his body which makes him being to panic a bit.

“W-W-Waitwaitwait! BABY HOL’ ON!-“ Luffy stammered a bit before stopping you, pulling his body back and away from you while you stopped tugging at him. His yelling makes you pause before you pulled away from him, his snickers making you quirk a brow before that worry immediately melts away. “This is f’ya! I tied myself up f’ya!” He says proudly, his tongue trailing across his lips as he stared into your tired and sleep-induced eyes.

“W-Wh- Eh? Why?” You paused, gulping a bit while your eyes began to wander at his tan yet scarred skin and X-shaped scar adorning his chest. Your eyes land on his cock and you immediately look away, your face flushing into a deep shade of red. Luffy chuckles at your reaction. “Cuz I can! I saw how ya been lookin’ sad lately sooooo- Wanna help ya feel better. Take ya shit out on me~” Luffy says, slowly lying back and resting his head against the fluffy pillows.

You stood there as you cracked a little smile before sighing out at his at sweet stupidity. “Oh baby…I thank you but…I’m fine. I just wanna lay down and get some rest.” You say, walking over to the bed before letting out a little yawn. Luffy stared blankly at you before giving you a pouty frown.

“I ain’t spen’ all day tyin’ myself up f’ya t’be sayin’ that. Ya better fuckin’ fuck me while m’here now.” Luffy said firmly, huffing out and pouting at your response. You giggled before you began pulling off your clothes, with Luffy’s gazing eyes staring down at your body while you undressed. You slowly unclasp your bra and pull it off while Luffy watched as your breasts spilled out.

You climb onto bed and over to Luffy while Luffy begins to lie back and smile mischievously at you. You slowly climb over his larger frame and smile sweetly to him, lying down against his body and pressing his breasts against your his chest. “Y’know ya a pretty pretty gal right?~” Luffy said, a seductive tone leaking from his voice.

You blush in response and press your lips against his, his tongue immediately sliding past your lips and down your throat. You moan out shakily into his lips and press your hands against his shoulders, your hips grinding your clothed cunt slightly against his bare cock. He groans out and his brows furl at the contact before he pulls away, hissing out shakily as a string of saliva tears from both of your tips.

Luffy groans out in slight discomfort and sits up, urging you to get off of his body so he could get a bit more comfortable. You slowly lift yourself off of him before pulling your panties off, revealing your sticky heat to him while he mewls out in response. “Cmon~ Don’ keep me waitin’ baby~” He says, smirking to you as he began to wiggle his hips slightly.

You slowly crawl over to Luffy before getting down on your tummy, you lips moving in close to his bare and semi-hard cock. You lick a stripe up his shaft before taking some of his length past your lips, mewling and drooling out a bit into his cock to provide a bit of natural lubricant for easy entrance. Luffy hisses out as he watched you jerk his cock a bit, spreading out your spit along his length and making it a bit sticky.

You slowly pull away and climb on top of him, slowly pushing him down while you hovered your hips over his length. Luffy sits up and watches as you spread yourself open and begin lowering your hips onto his cock, a little mewl leaving past your lips as you take in his long and thick length.

You start out with fast and heavy movements, your breasts bouncing and the bed rocking as you bounced on his cock. A few heavy moans left past your lips and loud gasps left Luffy’s as he watched you bounce on him. “Baby!~ Ah~ Baby!~” Luffy groans out, his back arching slightly as he throws his head back against his pillow.

You being to slow down and breathe heavily, needing to recover from your fast movements against Luffy.

“Mmh~ Relax baby, i ain’ goin’ anywhere~” Luffy said, watching as you begin to prop yourself up with your arms. You nodded softly and your hips began moving softly once again and taking his cock in and out of your pussy. You moan out loudly as you felt his tip kiss at your g-spot deeply. A sharp thrust causes you to whine out and bite your fingernails, your body shuddering harshly as your movements began to slow down.

Luffy quirks a brow before lifting his head, wondering why you had just stopped moving all of the sudden. A few gasps leaves you and tears began to brew within your eyes as you started sniveling. Luffy quickly sits up, his eyes widening and brow furrowing at your sudden tears as he begins to try and tear away the ropes at his arms.

“Baby? Baby! Oi! What’s wrong w’ya?-“ He asked frantically, his arms struggling in the ropes as he began to wiggle and groan out at the strain and tightening of the ropes against his skin. You began to wipe your tears away but you continued to inhale sharply and whine out.

“Dammit- Damn these ropes!-“ Luffy groans out before finally pulling and tearing the ropes, his arms reaching out and wrapping around your body tightly before you both flop down onto the fluffy bedding below your bodies. You breathed heavily before whimpering out a bit more, trying to wipe away your tears that spilled from your eyes continuously and contain yourself.

“Baby- Dumplin’ answer me! Are ya okay? Ya hurt? What’s wrong?” Luffy began to bombard you with questions as he stared into your eyes with worry. You shook your head and Luffy moves in closer before peppering smooches against your cheeks, kissing your tears away while you mewl at his kisses.

“N-Nothing…It’s nothing Luffy…” You say shakily, slowly exhaling as your flowing tears slowed down a bit. Luffy chuckles before giving you another smooch, his body slowly sitting up and hovering over yours. “Stop lyin’, what’s botherin’ ya? Ya can tell me everythin’ Y’know?” Luffy says softly, his face softening as he stares into your eyes.

The longer he stared into your eyes, the more you began to break down again…

A few snivels leaves you once again before you began to cry heavily again, with Luffy smooching your tears away while he tired his best to relax you.

“I-I’m…I’m just so stressed out L-Luffy…My body is tired out and stressed…” You gasped, a little hiccup following after as you cover your face with your hands. Luffy stares at you blankly before slowly moving your hands away from your face. “Baby…Why ain’ ya tell me then…? I knew sum was wrong w’ya…Ya didn’ seem like ya normal self…” Luffy sighed, laying down and resting against your. You shook your head slightly before sighing out, your hands and face sticky with unending tears.

“I-I’m sorry…I just didn’t want to…worry you.” You apologized, biting your bottom lip while continuing to try and wipe your tears away. Luffy sighs at your stubborness and peppers a smooch to your lips before he smiles sweetly to you. “S’okay if ya worry me baby…I’d rather be worried than not knowin’ ya stressed out s’badly.” He whispers to you, his hands sliding along your skin and feeling at the softness of it.

You mewl out before wrapping your arms around his neck, holding him close to you while he moves his hand towards your inner thigh. His tight grasp makes you gasp out before he lifts your leg up slightly, his other arm propping his own body up for a bit of support. His hips slowly begins to move against yours and you moan out shakily his cock went in and out of tight cunt. “M’gonna make ya feel better~ Jus’…Jus’ relax w’me…Relax and watch me make ya feel better~” He mewls out to you, his hips beginning to roll into yours a bit faster while you moan out shakily.

You held on to his body and shut your eyes softly, biting your lower lip as you tried to suppress your moans a little bit. Luffy chuckles before thrusting into you a bit hard, making you gasp out a bit louder before you bit your lip again. “Don’ hide ya moans, just let everythin’ out f’me~” He whispers, his voice making you shudder before you nodded in response.

Luffy begins to let out a heavy groan as he felt your walls tighten around his girth, his shaft massaging your walls and kissing your g-spot so deeply. “Oh~ L-Luffyy~” You gasp out, your moans growing airy as your arms pull away from him and lie back onto the quilt beneath you. You grip the quilt tightly as the bed begins to rock from Luffy’s thrusts, his thrusts growing more harsh and heavy into your pussy.

Luffy huffs out before pushing both of your legs up and pulling his body farther onto yours, his cock going deeper into your pussy. You notice his body beginning to let off a bit of steam and his skin gains a bit of a pinkish tint. “L-Luffy-“ You mewl out to him shakily, reaching your arms out to him while he stared down into your eyes. He chuckles and licks his lips before sitting up a bit, his fingers spreading your pussy open a bit before he slides his cock out a bit.

“Are ya gonna be okay w me usin’ gear second an’ haki?~” He asked you, his breaths growing heavy as his body gave off a bit of steam. You stare up at him with slight worry and his brows raise out of interest. You shudder a bit as you look back down at his cock, noticing the slightly darker tint on his length. The hot feeling of his dick deep inside of you made you look away out of shyness. “M-Mhmm…” You say hesitantly to him. Luffy chuckles before giving you a little kiss.

“Are ya sure? I wancha t’use ya words~” He says, his hands playing at your breasts as he waited for an answer. “Y-Yes, I’m okay with it Luffy. J-Just please be careful…” You say to him. He smiles and nods before shoving himself inside of you, making you gasp out while your toes curled from the sudden pleasure and slight pain.

Luffy wastes no time as he began thrusting fast and deep inside of you, his breathing heavy while he focused on your pleasure and your pretty expressions. Your face twisted from the pleasure as you moan out loudly, your bed now rocking rather fast because of Luffy. “Fuck ya feel so fuckin’ good~ Are ya feelin’ good because of me?~” He asked through heavy breaths.

You were slightly unresponsive but you nodded, your arms wrapping around him and pulling him close to you. You could already feel yourself ready to cum on his cock but you tried your best to hold back from cumming so quickly on his cock. Luffy could tell that you were close and he begins to go faster, his body beginning to sweat a bit from how fast he was going.

“Cmon! Cmon! Cum on my dick baby~ Don’ hold it back~” He groans out to you shakily, his grip growing tighter against your skin as he felt himself growing close to. You gasp and begin to shudder against him, your body struggling to hold on much longer with the continuous smooches against your g-spot. “Oh god!~ L-Luffy!~ Luffy I’m gonna cum!~” You whine out, you eyes brewing with tears while your throat began to grow sore from all of the hoarse moans you released.

“Fuck please do! Fuckin’ cum babyy~ I wan’ ya t’cum on m’fuckin’ dick, do it dumplin’!~” Luffy cooed, his groans growing into moans while his thrusts grew sloppy and unrhythmic. You mewl out and threw your head back, your eyes softly shutting as you felt your orgasm yearning to be pulled out of you. Luffy presses a smooch to your temple and lays close to you, focusing on your pleasuring your pussy and making you cum.

“Ah!~ Fuck!- Fuck- L-Luffy!~” You let out a final gasp before you finally squirt out onto his abdomen, your moans loud and lengthy as you cum hard on his cock. “Yeah! Fuck keep squirtin’ on me~” Luffy huffs out, your orgasm now making him grow more feral towards you. His thrusts grows faster and you gasp out shakily, his cock now overstimulating your pussy while your eyes brewed with hot tears once again.

The sloppy sound of his hips slapping against yours makes you turn a deep shade of red while you look deep into Luffy’s eyes with cloudy vision. “M’so close baby~ Fuck I’m so close~ M’gonna fill ya up nice an’ fuckin’ good w’my cum~” He groaned out heavily into your ear, his nails scratching against your skin as he grew a bit rough with his thrusts.

Your moans were now weaker and it was getting harder to release your voice with a dry and hoarse throat. Your feet had cramped a bit from curling your toes for so long, but how could you stop when Luffy was pleasing your pussy so wonderfully? Luffy slowly begins to hyperventilate while his thrusts began to go at an intense and quickened speed, indicating that he was finally close to his orgasm.

“Gonna- Gonna cum!~ F-Fuck m’gonna fuckin’ cum!~” He groans out heavily and grips your body tight before he finally releases, his seed spurting deep inside of your and filling you up pretty quickly. You let out a shaky and heavy moan as you squirt out onto his abdomen again, your eyes rolling up while you bit your bottom lip so tightly. Luffy continues to fill you up, his hands shaking against your hips while you felt his cum filling you up full.

A bit of his cum spills out from your entrance which is when he finally pulls out of your pussy, his cock coated in his own cum while he huffs heavily and stares down at your gaping pussy filled with cum. You breathed out shakily while your body trembled beneath him, fully broken yet satisfied from the wonderful fucking you’ve just received. Luffy’s skin slowly began to cease the steaming and he slowly gets down on his tummy before staring up at you.

His hands gripped your thighs once again before sliding his tongue against your clitoris which makes you gasp out heavily. You look up and down at Luffy who was planted between your legs.

“N-No Luffy- D-Don’t eat down there it’s dirty!”

“Ain’ nothin’ dirty ‘bout this silly! It’s my own ain’ it!? Shishishi~”

You could notice the haki coating his digits as he slowly slides them deep inside of you, his fingers feeling around your sticky coated walls before he presses his fingers against your bundle of nerve, making you moan out suddenly. “Oh fuck L-Luffy please~ N-Not now please!~” You moan out, your eyes rolling up as you felt him thrust his fingers deep inside of your while his tongue circled around your clit.

“Wanna taste ya~ Wanna taste ya s’fuckin’ badly~” He growls out heavily, his eyes rolling up as he slurps and slobs all over your pussy hungrily. His tongue focused on your clit while his fingers focused on your insides, his multitasking making your pussy so overwhelmed and overstimulated with pleasure.

Heavy gasps and mewls leave your lips as you weakly grind your hips against his fingers and tongue, begging for more pleasure yet not needing anymore due to sensitivity. “Luffy~ Oh Luffy~ Baby you’re making me f-feel so fucking good~” You whimper, your hand reaching out and gripping his raven curls while he moans out heavily. His fingers begins to go faster inside of you and you shudder against him, feeling your pussy wanting to releasing again and so quickly due to sensitivity.

“Fuck- Fuck I’m gonna cum again! P-Please Luffy!~” You gasped out shakily yet loudly, your hips now grinding up into Luffy’s face and fingers while you struggled to pull your orgasm out. Luffy moans out before just settling on shoving his tongue inside of you, his fingers now focusing on your clit while he begins to eat out your cum-filled pussy.

Your toes curls and your eyes roll up as you felt his tongue wriggle inside of you, prodding against your g-spot while his fingers pinch and swirled at your pretty clit. Your walls tightens around his tongue and you gasp out heavily while your thighs begins to wrap around his head. You shudder harshly as you finally squirt once again onto Luffy’s face, a heavy whine spilling out after as you lie back and shiver against him.

Luffy moans out and pulls his tongue from your pussy, his fingers still massaging your clit to ride out your high. He licks at the sticky release on his face and mewls out at the taste, a hiss leaving his lips as he licked and presses a smooch against the skin of your neck. “Fuck, good gal~” He whispered, biting against your skin while the middle of his face was still a bit sticky with your release.

You breathed heavily and mewl out softly, your voice hoarse and your body practically broken from the overstimulation and pleasure. Luffy pats your lower tummy before rubbing it softly with his roughly-scarred hand, his lips pressing a smooch to your lips while your eyes began to flutter and blink in and out of sleep.

“Ya feel better baby?~ Ya feel better after being filled with m’sticky cum deep inside ya pussy?~” He hums, a little snicker leaving him afterwards. A soft snore leaves your lips and Luffy stares down at you before laughing a bit. “Ya fell asleep before me! Musta worn ya all th’way out…” He says, giving your one last kiss before lying down beside you.

His hands played at your skin, cupping and fondling with your breasts while you slept soundly and fully relieved of stress. Luffy couldn’t help but to smile and feel proud for making you fall asleep shortly after. He had taken all of that stress out of your body so he was so happy that you enjoyed him and his affection.

A yawn slowly leaves his lips but he refused to fall asleep. He wanted to listen out for intruders and continue to admire your tired and sleepy frame, taking slow and soft breaths and watching your chest rise and fall slowly.

Fuck he was just…so proud. He was happy that he relieved you and put you to sleep.

“Goodnight dumplin’…Sleep well baby….”

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prettys0bbing · 1 month

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this is a continuation of this because i can’t help myself tbh

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you feel his arms around you before you fully comprehend what’s actually going on. in your post sleep daze, you cuddle closer into them, placing your hands on their chest as you sigh comfortably. then it all pops back into your head and your eyes fly open. the blonde boy is still sleeping peacefully, one of his arms drapped around your middle while the other is holding your leg in place on top of him. you take a minute to breathe and admire, before attempting to pry yourself out of his arms. he immediately grips onto you tighter, mumbling something that vaguely sounded like a question.

you try to think of a proper escape plan before ultimately deciding to wake him up. “jay, get up. i have to pee.” you whisper, shaking him softly. he only groans at you, causing you to roll your eyes. “jj, get up and i’ll show you my boobs.” you jokingly say under your breath. one of his eyes peek open and he grins at you. “really?” he asks hopefully, his morning voice causing your insides to melt. you slap his chest, rolling out of his hold now that he’s awake. “of course your pervy self woke up at that.” he chuckles, pulling you back in. “not my fault. i’ll never turn down an opportunity to look at some titties.” he mumbles into your hair, already dozing off. “jay, we gotta get up.” you say softly, running a hand along his arm.

part of you didn’t want to get up. if you could stay in his arms like this forever, you’d be okay with it. as soon as you get up, you’ll have to talk about what happened last night and you didn’t really want to face it. “fine, go pee. i’ll be up when you get back out.” he snaps you out of your thoughts, releasing you and rolling over to check his phone. you get up, tugging your shirt down while trying and failing to cover more of your body. you can feel jj’s eyes on you and you decide to not care anymore. letting go of the shirt and grabbing your phone, you walk into the connecting bathroom to pee. as you do, you can hear him moving around outside.

as soon as you finish washing your hands, you hear a knock and the door opens. “jj! i could’ve been peeing still!” you shriek, glaring at him. he shrugs before moving behind you and grabbing the extra toothbrush he always uses. “but you weren’t.” he answers, starting to brush his teeth. he hasn’t moved from behind you and you can feel how close he is to you. you shiver, thinking back to last night when you could feel his dick against your ass. almost like he can sense what your thinking, his hand finds your hips and pulls you closer to him. moving his head around yours, he spits into the sink then looks at you.

“you okay? got all quiet and your eyes kinda glazed over.” he asks, still holding onto you. you nod, too focused on his chest up against your back. “was thinking about last night.” you answer truthfully, turning in his hold to face him. “yeah? what about it?” he smirks at you, putting his hands down on the counter behind you, entrapping you in his space. “i wanna return the favor.” you say quietly, looking up at him. he’s stunned for a moment but quickly gains his cool back. “you sure baby? i was just trying to help you out ya know?” he doesn’t get to finish whatever ramble he was about to go on before you’re lightly guiding him back and sinking to your knees. you begin kissing his dick print through his shorts, looking up at him as you do so. “shit mama. you really want to huh?” you nod, moving your hands up to pull his pants down. he watches you in disbelief, running a hand through his hair.

you take him out of his boxers, staring for a minute as you take him into your hand. “you’re kinda huge jay.” you point out, running a finger along his vein. he shudders slightly at the movement, barely stopping himself from thrusting in your hand. “you done admiring yet princess?” he jokes, twitching softly in your hand. you grin up at him before leaning in and licking his tip. you run your tongue along the side of his cock, before wrapping your lips around his tip. you can taste his precum as you take him deeper into your mouth, watching his face contort as your head bobs along him.

“fuck baby, you’re doin’ so good.” he thrusts softly into your mouth, gagging you momentarily before you pull away to breathe. you pout at him, flicking his thigh. “gimme a warning first jay.” you huff out, lips shiny with a mix of spit and precum. you use your hand to pump him while you breath, not taking it off as you move back to your previous position. using your hand to stroke whatever you can’t fit into your mouth, you speed up. jj wraps his hands in your hair and lets out a string of curses. “look so fuckin pretty like this, mama. fuckin gorgeous drooling all over my cock.” he praises, guiding your head with your hair. you allow him to do so, taking him deeper into your throat as you move a hand to gently massage his balls.

he groans, his head tilting back. “fuck baby, if you don’t want me to cum in your mouth, you gotta let me pull out now.” he moans out. you release him, leaning back while stroking him. “wanna cum on my face?” you ask, your tone too innocent for what’s taking place. “fuck yeah.” he responds, taking over stroking himself as he aims for your face. you stick your tongue out while looking up at him and it pushes him over the edge. his cum lands in ribbons over your face as he groans and curses above you. after he’s done, he looks down at you with a shit eating grin on his face. “it’s like the mona lisa.” he jokes, searching through the cabinets for a towel. you giggle, swallowing whatever landed on your tongue as you move to wash your face off.

“nah, cmere.” he says, lifting you onto the counter. “i’ll clean you up.” he wets the towel he found under the faucet and gently cleans your face off while standing between your legs. you admire his face while he’s this close to you. never in a million years would you have even dared to dream about the last 24 hours, but they happened. he finishes wiping your face off and throws the towel in the sink. still standing between your legs, he places a hand on your cheek. “there’s my girl.” he says softly, admiration in his eyes. he leans in to kiss you, both of you still enjoying the private bubble you’ve placed yourself in when his phone rings. the screen lights up and you see the name “john b” cross over the top of the screen. he leans his forehead against yours, letting it ring for a moment. “he’s gonna wonder what you’re doing if you don’t answer.” you whisper, looking at him apologetically. he sighs before picking up the phone and walking back into the room, leaving you to wonder what’s happening between the two of you.

　　　　*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

#mayspeaks! ˚✧₊⁎#obx x reader #obx #obx smut #jj maybank #jj maybank headcanon #jj maybank x reader

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dazednmatthews · 23 days

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sick!matt headcanons

based on this ask n answer i saw on my feed!! all credits to both of these amazing ppl for the idea!!!

-matt is definitely the type to be a whiny mess when he’s sick

-we alr know his ass is in his room and sleep 24/7 but the second he starts to feel even a little bit ill he’s in there with blinds drawn and bundled in his blankets so tight

-he’d be texting you every second he is awake though, begging to see you

-“please baby. i just want to be next to you.”

-and ofc course you don’t give a damn about getting sick because that’s your man and you’re gonna stick beside him!

-“i know, honey, i’m coming. gotta stop at the store to get you some things.”

-matt always likes to find new shows to watch. it’s like his thing, but when he’s sick it’s a constant marathon of all his comfort shows and movies.

-“can we watch taken?”

-“again?”

- “it’s such a good movie, babe. liam neeson is just too good not to be a real spy.”

-“whatever you want, baby.”

-you love taking care of him, but getting him to take medicine is the most annoyed you feel

-“that shit tastes so bad, i’m not drinking that.”

-“do you want to feel better or not?”

- you’d argue back and forth for a little while but you get your way regardless

-“matt if you don’t take this fucking cough syrup, i’m going home.”

-“…fine. where is it?”

-a lot of naps. constant napping.

-you’re both cocooned underneath several blankets, legs intertwined, matt’s head on your chest. he’s been in and out of sleep all day while you’ve been watching the movie playing softly on the t.v. your hands are running through his hair affectionately. his hands are wrapped around your waist tightly. you think this is the closest to heaven you’ve ever been.

-when you eventually have to get up, you do your best to unwrap yourself from his hold, but his ass will not let go.

-“where are you going?” his voice is thick with sleep and a little nasally cause of his congestion.

-“babe, i have to pee.” you pat his head affectionately. “you’re gonna have to let me up.”

-“nooooooo,” here comes the whining again. “stay.”

-“the quicker you let me up, the quicker i’ll be back, matt.”

-chris and nick make fun of him so bad for it.

-“he’s fucking insufferable when he’s sick. i don’t know how you’re doing it right now.” nick says.

-“he’s not that bad,” you roll your eyes while heating up some soup for the two of you.

-chris laughs, “this is hilarious. big, bad, tough guy matt getting his ass kicked by a cold.” he’s much more happy than he should be at that. “mr. tough guy getting spoon fed soup by his girlfriend.”

-you let them have their fun for a while before you light heartedly shut them up. “lets not forget that mr. tough guys girlfriend has cleaned up your-” you point at nick, “vomit, and has also babied you when you got your ass kicked by a sunburn.”

-they shut up after that

-sleepy matt is one of your favorite versions of him

-when you come back into the room he’s sat up against the headboard shirtless, doing that cute thing where he rubs his eyes incessantly, blankets pooled at his waist

-his hair is strewn about, fluffy and wispy. he stretches, enough for you to see the top of his pj pants

-he looks at you as you enter, gatorade and soup balanced in your hands

-you put the dishes and drinks on the bed side table and he smiles at you oh so warmly

-he moves from his spot to the side of the bed where you stand, opening his legs for your to go in between them. he looks up at you, pulling you towards him. your hands find his shoulders, kneading softly.

-“thank you, baby.”

-“of course, matty. you’ve gotta stay hydrated if you’re gonna get better.”

-“no, not for the soup. well, yes for the soup, but i mean for everything. for staying with me. for taking care of me. i know i’m a lot right now.”

-he looks sheepish, so you bend down to kiss his cheek.

-“you’d do the same for me.”

-you stay there for a couple sweet moments, his face pressed into your stomach and your hands playing with the hair at the nape of his neck

-eventually you both lay back in bed, ending the day doing your favorite thing, just holding each other

-of course you end up sick

-you’re a lot better at being sick than matt but it never matters

-he’s babying you just the same

-“can’t believe being a good girlfriend got me sick. i hate you.”

-he rubs your back while your head is in his lap

-“i’m sorry sweetheart. don’t worry, though. i’ll take good care of you. just rest.”

-you’re not worried in the slightest. he always does.

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo edit #chris sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo fanfic #christopher sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt stuniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo headcanon

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hazenllas · 3 months

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Regina's Pretty Girl || PT. 2

Pairing: Regina George x fem!reader

Contains: Angst, mentions of alcohol use, Regina being world's best girlfriend, fluff, a TON of kissing, The jocks like trying to make reader drunk in order to hook up with them (idk if that makes sense), Reader being sensitive to loud noises, Reader being sort of a loser?? anything else I forgot!

Apologies for any spelling mistakes, English is not my first language.

A/N MESSAGE: so this is part two of my story, I hope you guys like it!! There will be one more part after this!!

Summery: You never liked parties. But of course your girlfriend begged you to come to one with her and you agreed. That was the biggest mistake of your life.

"Hey Y/n? So I know you don't like parties but I was wondering if you maybe wanted to go to one that's tonight? We only have to stay for as long as you want and I'll stay with you the whole time. I promise." Regina looks at you and you sigh. "You know what? Sure, I need to get out of my comfort zone a little bit anyways." You look up at her ceiling. "Wait really? Okay! Thank you so much baby!" Regina hugs your waist tight and you giggle. "What time is it anyway?" You ask the girl hugging you. "Likee 5 I think? Pretty early for a party but yeah." You look at your clock and see that it's 3:48. "Well I guess we should go ahead and get ready huh?" Regina nods and you both get off of her giant bed. "Well you can't be wearing that" Regina says as she points at your striped shirt and baggy jeans with converse. "What's wrong with this? It seems fine to me?" You say defensively. "No no no, I'll find you something in my closet." Regina turns to her closet and settles on a Lacy lavender dress for you. Your eyes go wide as she hands you the dress. "Go change." She says and turns back to her closet to decide on what she will wear. You get in the bathroom and begin changing into Regina's most likely expensive dress. After pulling down the skirt portion of the dress, you look up into Regina's mirror. Your eyes widen and you swallow hard. You felt, Hot. The dress fit you nicely and hugged your curves perfectly. You step out of the bathroom and see Regina in a black dress with a low v-line. "Holy shit babe, you look so hot" Regina's blue eyes roam over your body and you could almost melt right them and there. "Now c'mon let's do your makeup." You groans but do as she says. After a whole bunch of lipgloss and mascara, you look in the mirror and Regina stands behind you looking in the mirror as well. She kisses your cheek and hands you some heels. After you put those on, you stand up and see you are (almost) the same height as Regina. "Alright you all ready to go baby?" Regina's eyes are still looking you up and down and biting her bottom lip. You nod and she takes your hand and leads you to the door. Once you both arrive to the party, you already get a bad feeling in your stomach. But by seeing your girlfriend's big smile, you shake it off and walk with her to the entrance. She holds you by the waist the entire time you are at the party. Everywhere she goes, you go. You heard many people whispering and laughing, still not believing a loser like you was dating the queen bee like Regina. You felt like a little leech to her. That you were some sort of dog that followed her around everywhere. Regina noticed your changed attitude and you both went up to one of the rooms in the house. "Y/n baby, are you okay? Tell me pretty girl. What's wrong?" Regina sits you on the bed and caresses your face. You sigh and look up at her. "I just feel like I'm being clingy towards you. Like I'm disrupting you Gina." You feel your eyes tearing up and smudging your mascara. "Y/n! Don't you ever think that Honey! You aren't being clingy I promise." Regina leans in to kiss you and you happily lean in as well. As you both are kissing, you hear a door slam open and you pull away quickly. You see Cady at the door looking annoyed. "Regina, Gretchen is all over Jason again and I told her to leave him but she wont!" Regina sighs and stands up. "Baby do you want to come with me?" You shake your head no, leaving her alone for a little bit. She kisses your cheek and walks with Cady to see whatever Gretchen was doing. You sit on the bed and stare at your hands. That is until you hear the door open rather aggressively. "He there baby girl." You hear one of the jocks walking your way. You get up from the bed with alarm taking over your face. "Get away from me." You say but then you see 3 more jocks walking in with smirks on their faces and a whole bottle of alcohol. They all start towering over you and touch your face. One of them holds your hands and feet and you feel yourself start fo tear up. "It's okay sweetheart, I just want some of you, that's all."

#regina x reader #regina george #regina george x reader #renee rapp #renee rapp x reader #mean girls 2024

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kaizynofsickness · 3 months

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Choso x reader... Breathe, Just breathe

Choso x reader~Breathe, just breathe~

Synopsis: Basically virgin experience. You have been dating Choso for 6 months and the topic about sex has been in the air for a while, so now it comes to action and he's... Huge.

WARNINGS: Really gentle sex, big dick Choso (7.2 painful inches and he is thick), pet names (sweetheart, baby, princess, love), popped cherry and some blood on dick, natural virginity loss themes, tears of pleasure, Choso's insanely hard and it's mentioned a lot, foreplay, slight size kink I guess, unprotected sex, mentions of toys (none used), mentions if touching yourself (in the past, none happened), 'rubbing', Reader squirts but she never has before, praising, soft Dom! Choso, sweet talk, pillow talk.

Songs that match: Streets (Silhouette Remix) by Dojo Cat

Angels in Tibet by Amaarae

You've been dating Choso for a few months now, 6 months to be exact. He's a quiet and loyal lover, he also has his goofy side that mixes girlfriend and best friend vibes. But there's been a little bit of tension in the air about the topic to carry the relationship out more... Sex. You love those intimate moments with him and the thought has crossed your mind often. It's just... You never had sex. You don't know about Choso (he hasn't), but they say the quiet ones have the best dick... And maybe you could find out..?

But little did you know your 'innocent' boyfriend was thinking about it even more than you. Every time he kisses you and gets a taste, he wonders how you taste in your pussy. He ponders how wet you can get from a simple loving touch... How loud he can make you, how messy it'll get? The scenarios make his pants tighten... If needed, he'll take the time out of his day to learn how to really please you until you're on cloud 9, dying from pleasure and a sloppy mess... Or maybe do you want him to drown in between your legs? Do you want to be on top of him? God, he overcomplicates it.

"Just fuck her..." Choso talks to himself and lets his hair fall out of his ponytail as he runs his fingers through it. He stares down at his hard on... This is all because of you, the thought of you. It's been so long he's been thinking about it. He grabs his phone and calls you up. He'll make that first move...

Choso's heart strings and paces when he hears the dial ringing... Then your voice greeting him with a 'hello?'

"Hey, sweetheart." Choso casually answers you, subconsciously putting a fist on his straining clothed dick. "Can you come over to my place?" He gets to the point. "Hm, why?" Your voice reaches over the other line. Choso gulps...

'To fuck you in ways you couldn't imagine. I want to see your face when you can't breathe right and when the pleasure is sickening...' how bad he wishes to tell you all of that... "I want to see you, love." Choso half lies. He hears your soft voice giggle mockingly. "Okay, fine. I'll be there in 10." The line clicks. Choso finally lets out a breath... He swears he forgot to breathe. Choso normally can call you with no problem, actually, sleepy calls are one of his many favorite things to do with you. He just hopes you couldn't hear the stress in his voice or the sound of his fiddling with the fabric on his groin. He looks down again only to see it's grown and God, doesn't it hurt.

Ten minutes and you'll be here. Choso looks around his room, his bed is made and things out where they need to be, nothing out of place on the floor. It should be comfortable for you as much as it should be for him, you'll most likely be the one bleeding when he breaks your hymen... Shit, right, he'll hurt you either way no matter how gentle and sweet he is. Plus his big dick and then his boner and him being a grower. It would be any woman's dream, but not a virgins... Maybe he'll use these ten minutes to get rid of his boner. But he wants to save it for you. He ignores the pain and goes to wait outside his room for you...

When he hears a knock, his dick seems to gather all the attention once again. Lucky him he's wearing loose clothes or else it would be so noticeable. He walks over and opens the door--- "Hey, Cho." You stand on your hip wearing a baggy foggy blue T shirt and black tights with yellow and blue stars placed on your thighs and your calf with matching blue shoes with your shirt. You look so fucking cute in such a well thought outfit yet he still wants to rip it off of you. "C'mon, Y/N." He grabs your wrist and slides his fingers down to your hand, interlocking touch. He leads you to his room. You stupidly and cluelessly follow him with a chirpy smile. "Are we going to watch TV or something? All you really wanted was to see me so..." You ask and take a seat on the edge of his bed, resting your elbows on your thighs while glancing at him... *Shutting and locking* the door. He takes a while to answer your question, looking a little blushful. "Y-yeah... Pick one, baby." He turns to you with a sweet reassuring smile. You grab his remote and turn the TV on, going on Cinema and scrolling down. Choso sits next to you, obviously keeping a 6 inch distance from you. You easily notice it, side eyeing him as he sits so stiff. You shuffle near him, leaning on his shoulder. Choso jolts and looks over to you, your face so close to his and your lips looking so damn kissable. He hides it with an awkward chuckle and firmly rubs on your back. You pick the popular movie, Human Earthworm 4, a classic splatter horror movie. Choso rolls his eyes at your movie choice. "Lemme see it, baby." He reaches your hand with his only to be swatted away. "I wanna see this..." You give him a pouty face.

That made him even harder. His eyes lock on yours pathetically and he squeezes the fabric of his pants. Your eyes roll up to look at his with your lips out in an adorable pout. Shit, could you make that face while getting stuffed with cock? He looks away and moves his hands from the remote, allowing you to see whatever. You make a little happy sound before turning the movie back on.

"AHHHH!" Screams emit from the TV. Blood splatters everywhere and guts pour while the man begins to tear the victim's mouth. You yawn on Choso shoulder before nuzzling closer. "You're warm... Can I get on top of you? I wanna sit in your lap." You give him a hopeful stare.

"Uh-" God, you look so cute with a begging face. Why does tonight must he turn everything holy to something sexual? And for you to sit on his lap, on his crotch, his painful hard dick... It would cause him to flip you and give it all to you right then and there.

He takes too long to answer and you climb into his lap and snuggle---

Something pokes you. You jolt up. A hard as rock texture right under your ass, almost near your hole. You look down to see if it was the remote. "H-holy shit, Cho..." You give him a hot and sweaty stare with a face flushed red and a crooked, shocked smile. Choso grumbles, looking down at where you're sitting. "Uh..." You never seen him hard before.

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry but... Damn I couldn't stop thinking about you and... Shit, I seem like some perv, huh?" He awkwardly laughs, ruffling his hair and ruining his two ponytails, one coming undone. You swallow hard, unable to say anything. "A-about me...?" You manage to say.

Through the TV and its screams and bloody sounds with the colors lighting up the dimly lit bedroom, all you can hear is Choso's unhinged breathing and see his worried face. "Yes... I was thinking of..." He paused, trying to find the words to sugarcoat it. "Damn it. I just wanted to have sex with you. It's been a hard topic to bring up." He says through his teeth. You blink stupidly and glare at his face to his ever so hard dick and back to his red face. You abruptly let out a breathy laugh and squirm a bit. "I don't mind you taking my first..." You say in your hand, getting all flustered. Even with the horror show playing, it feels so hot and romantic. In pure shock he looks up at your face, all red, matching his. "Are you sure..? Because right after I get your consent I'm undressing you and pressing you down." He grabs your hands and cups them, giving you a serious stare. "Yes--"

Choso wasn't joking, because from then he placed you off his lap and onto the mattress on a pillow and began to take his shirt off. You watch as his muscular complex unfolds before you. You've seen it so many times before, but it wasn't as hot as it is now and the TV's red glow illuminating the room gives it such a sexual vibe. You shudder at the sight. Choso's hands tug at your waist line before sliding your pants off. "I'm going to ask again... And as a warning... I'm... Pretty big." He caresses your thigh and rubs live circles. "I'm sure I can take it..." You rub your hand and swiftly move your fingers through his hair and purposely undo his other ponytail, his soft and silky black hair falling down to his shoulders. He hums in response, "I... don't think so." He still removes your pants and shaky removes your panties.

Out of instinct, you pull your baggy foggy blue T shirt down and cover your pussy and squeeze your thighs together. Choso looks a little worried that you covered yourself and also because he wanted to admire your body. "Love... We need to remove your shirt unless you want it on?" His frame hovers over yours, his legs straddled around yours. You look up at him with a worried glance. God, he looks so hot like that. Glaring down at you with his long hair, his bare chest and pants dangerously low on his hips.

To show you're okay and comfortable, you lift your shirt off and unclip your bra, tossing it to the side. Choso's eyes roam all over your nude body and his boner grows. "Fuck..." He curses under his breath. He needs to be inside... Now. But he takes his time and slides a finger in between your legs, earning a small 'eep' from you in the process. You slowly open your legs wider to let him inside. He rubs on your clit and moves to find your cunt. Slowly, his middle finger goes it. That's when he realizes how tight you are. You're going to need some mad stretching... You wrap your arms around his back as he leans closer to you and plants feather kisses on your neck. You mutter something out while his finger pushes in deeper. He gently runs it in and out before pressing it in and curling his fingers. Soon, he adds his ring finger in and gets you all wet.

Of course, you had your fingers inside yourself before but yours aren't as long and as thick as his. And the way he is so gentle with it makes you all whiney.

Choso gets rougher with your before trying harder to please you. "C...Cho." You whimper in his ear. It takes every fiber in his being not to put in his dick. You say you can handle it, you claim with a little smirk. As if. A whole 7.2 inches long and a width of 2 inches... And he's a grower, so God knows what he is right now, and let's hope for your sake it's not even an inch. "What is it, baby?" He looks into your glossy eyes. "What's wrong...?" He rubs your cheeks. "I can take it... No n-need to restrain yourself." You claim. Choso shakes his head and plunges his fingers in deeper to silence you. "Not yet, princess... Be patient. You're still so tight and it won't work-" he tries his best to clarify that to you. You pout at him. Choso presses his lips onto yours and melts you with his tongue kiss. You moan into his mouth and whine. He pulls apart and a small strand of saliva hangs beside he does down again to lick your lips and enjoying your flavor all while thrusting his fingers and curling them inside your wet walls. You close your eyes in bliss and focus on the pleasure. You open them to see his hot body with the TV'S flashing blue and yellow to red lights on him through half lidded eyes. Who knew he could look so damn majestic while being so filthy? He begins to go rougher on you, your wetness seeping out. You moan helplessly, in such ecstasy as his fingers work magic in you. "Ngh... C-Choso, I--- shit~" your eyes roll in the back of your head, the pleasure chasing you. It gets all fuzzy and you just succumb willingly, knowing you're safe in his hands. He smirks at your state and goes down to bite the flesh near your neck and trail wet kisses down your neck to your chest. His thumb sneakily finds its place to message your clit. Your breath hitches-- "Sh, baby... I got it."

No way it's his first time. He's multitasking like he's done this before, like he has bodies on bodies of women and maybe even men... He's doing way too well for someone's first time. But the truth is, he just spent time learning how to please you and he's doing what he thinks is right.

You arch you back when the familiar feeling (because you to please yourself) builds up and makes your heart pound in your ears. But then the pleasure shifts to an overwhelmingly stuffed feeling... It feels so different to you. "Somethings... Happening..." You squeak out weakly. But Choso doesn't stop, matter of fact, he goes harder, the lewd sounds echoing. "Choso~" you try to warn and move his hands away but he grabs your hand and interlocks your finger, pressing it above your head. Your voice gets louder and your sweet moans drown out the TV. You cum on his fingers for the first time, yet it comes out different. It almost gushes and it's a huge mess.

It felt so different ...

Choso smirks at his work before kissing you breathless. His fingers slowly go out, your slick connecting with his fingers before he breaks it, pulling away. "What did I just do?" You question hazily as if Choso knows. "You had an orgasm. I'm sure that's not your first one..."

"N-no, but it was so intense and--!"

Choso cuts off your rambling and kisses you sweetly. "Did you feel good?" He asks you lowly in such a sexy tone. You pause before timidly nodding. "Then that's all that matters..."

Finally, he presses you on your back and puts your knees near your head. He unties the knot in his pants before pulling his dick out. Your eyes widen and the shear size. He's... He's fucking unrealistically big. At least to a virgin who never saw this in real life, in front of her face. Choso looks at your face with worry. "I'll be easy on you, okay? Besides, you said you can take it all..." He positions his dick head to your wet cunt. "I didn't think you'd be s-so damn big...!"

His tip pushes inside you, the thickness stretching you out more than his two fingers did. Thanks to his careful prepping, it goes in much easier than imagined. "Ah... Gosh, you feel better than I imagined..." he grits his teeth. "So tight still..." He grunts. You cry out and claw at his back, feeling tears build up. Choso quickly goes to rub the tear and kiss some stray ones away and to your quivering lips. "I got you..." He whispers to you. Only 3 inches in and it begins to hurt. "Cho...so... N-no more..." You whimper and squirm around his size. "S' big..." Your eyes water. "One more? A little bit more, kay? I won't put it all in, just a bit..." He condolences you while his hand grabs your neck. Yet the way his hand wraps around your neck doesn't feel threatening or in a sadistic way, he doesn't put any pressure at all. He just holds your neck and rubs. You nod and give him consent... He pushes a little more in before stopping. 4 inches in completely, yet you still have 3, almost 4 more to go. And it almost hurts you. "Adjust, baby. Get comfortable." He speaks firmly.

"I'm f-fine..." You hic with lazy eyes staring at him, tears daring to come out. Choso takes his thumb and smears a tear away. "Mmh... You're so warm around me." His eyes go half lidded and hazy, taking long blinks. You can feel him subconsciously putting more inches in you while he thrusts out. The slow way he does it and rolls his hips, buckling them to yours before pulling out and shoving it back in. It sends a pleasing pain to you. "Oh, s' much... Inches!" You squeal out and toss your head to the side, drool pooling out the corner of your soft lips. Now 6 inches are in you. You're full of cock and it makes you sick off of it. "Can I put the last bit in, princess?" He asks you, his lips dangerously close to your. "Yes..." All of it is in, the base of his dick touching your wetness. He pulls it all out and sees blood... He popped your cherry, your hymen is broken. "Do you feel okay?" The blood causes him to question. You look at him with lustful eyes with a weak pleased smile. "I... Feel different." You exhale sexily. Choso smirks before pushing his dick back in with some ease. The full feeling spreads again. He begins to move in the same previous motion, his hips rolling and his dick pressing on your G-spot. Your breath stalls from the full feeling. You scream out, moans echoing around and fitting the mood. Your eyes water and chest rises before abruptly stopping. You breath hitches from when the full length comes back in, so much inches of cock killing your insides, more blood getting on it. His hot and sweaty hand moves away from your neck and rests on your chest. "Breathe, just breathe..." He coaxes you. You try your hardest, but you've never been so damn full before. His hard dick glides in at a faster pace, you cunt loosening and making him feel so good. He moans out and lowers his head, black hair strands hanging while he goes rougher... Soon, he's pounding in you, the sound of skin to skin hitting being so loud your moans almost drown out. You grips onto his back for support and tears stream, yet even in such a horny state, Choso kisses the salty water away and rubs on your thighs before giving your hand a loving firm squeeze. All of this shows just how much he lives you and he's trying to make you feel as good as he can. You gasp out when he pounds balls deep, the pleasure becoming too much. "Choso--"

"Breathe baby, it's f-fine---fuck---you're okay~" he tries to keep in all of his bottom moans. You mewl helplessly and feel that same overstock orgasm... Your nails begin to cut a thin layer of skin on his back when the feeling rises. "shit, i-its coming, im---" you squirt uncontrollably, clear liquid flowing out. Choso fucks you through it, loving how you twitch around him and squeeze. It causes his orgasm to creep around. What he has been waiting for, he saved it for you because he wanted to cum for you and only you. Choso thrusts into you like a hungry man and pulls out right when the white cum whips out, seed falling on your stomach and some in between your shaky warm thighs.

You both pant heavily as the after glow. Choso takes his time to admire the mess in front of you, your hair is messy, your body has his cum on display, your cum and how it drenched the sheets and his pants, the way your chest rises and falls, you glistening pussy. He snaps out his trance when your eyes lock on his. "Cho...?" You breathe heavily, still trying to collect air. "Yeah, sweetheart?" He leans over you and wipes some staining tears on your face. "C-can we take a bath together?"

How could he say no?

He took you to the bathroom, he placed you in the warm water with him. In the shower, he simply couldn't keep his hands off you, offering to help bathe you knowing damn well he was asking just to feel all over you again. He kept kissing you whenever you were distracted and loved to lick over the hickeys he left all over your neck and get firm grips on your breast, nibble on your ear, grind on you. It was like he was still so horny and needy for you. But your fucked out, cumming twice was so overstimulating, and that wasn't even a regular orgasm that happens when you play with yourself.

He stayed in the bed with you, having you wrapped in his arms as he whispered to you. "Did I do well?" He constantly asks. "Yes, for the 29th time. Are we going to make it 30?" You playfully roll your eyes. Choso fleecy chuckles and snugs you closer. "I just like the affirmation." He says into the crook of your neck. "Because I'll tell you over and over again how amazing you did for me..." His voice lowers and goes straight to your heart. You scoff and look down at his deep purple eyes that shimmer for your affection. "I didn't even do anything..." You grumble, getting redder at the second. "You made me cum and got me ever so hard plus let me take your virginity."

"That's what you do in sex, Cho..." You run your fingers through his hair (you do it so much it's like second nature). Choso sighs heavily and looks at your sleepy eyes. "I know... But seems like what you didn't know about the after affects of sex. You're getting sleepy." He brushes his finger over your red nose, turning redder. You mumble into his chest . "Sh..."

He rumbles a laugh and kisses the top of your forehead and gets into a comfy position with your legs straddled around him. "Rest well, princess..."

✨Ze End✨

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All That I Wanna Hear

☆ Synopsis: It's halloween night in 2018 and while you're home enjoying a good horror movie to pass the time, you get a text from someone claiming to be your long deceased husband. Your current partner isn't all that thrilled once he finds out, but soon the night turns into more than ghosts and goblins.

☆ Content: 18+ MDNI, f!reader, fluff/smut/angst all in one, breeding kink, creampie, praise kink, oral sex, established relationships, pet names, threesome, anal, foreplay, slight hurt/comfort, shameless smut, porn with plot, i meme a lot in this, toji and satoru bicker a LOT

☆ Word Count: 5.5k

unknown sender daddy long dick just landed in shinjuku baby, where you at, mama?

you excuse me?

unknown sender shit doll, you didn't change your number, did ya? it's toji.

you that's a sick joke, asshole

you at first thought it was just some kids having fun. it's halloween, right? the time for pranking others even if the "joke" is downright cruel.

hell, even satoru was playing into it when you got a notification of 10 million yen being added to your bank account on top of at least 500 missed calls from the same man and more coming.

he's supposed to be out chaperoning some of his students for some halloween fun in shinjuku. his group consisting of your two kids megumi and tsumiki along with a few others you've come to love like your own from their school.

you offered to come along with them to enjoy the festivities, but satoru insisted that you stayed home, all bundled up on the couch watching all your favorite movies and what not. a "well deserved break" he called it.

over the years he's done similar things ever since you first met him twelve years ago when life as you knew it completely shattered into a million pieces. instead of your husband coming home, you were greeted by a grim reaper clad in white hair and a school uniform.

before even attempting to respond to the flurry of notifications, yet another call from said reaper came blaring through with their face front and center. your own throat felt like it was closing in on you, desperate and grasping for air as every emotion fought to escape you. you picked up the phone, finally hitting that green button and instantly hearing the frantic voice of the man on the other end.

"you're home, right? stay where you are, i'm coming over right away."

"what's going on satoru? are the kids okay? what's with the money, the calls, the texts─"

"everyone's fine, just stay put! i'm almost there!"

your phone buzzed in your hand with a new message, a selfie image from the unknown sender with the caption "proof enough, sweetheart?"

sure enough, it was like looking at a ghost. a man with hair as dark as his surroundings, the piercing green eyes, the scar over his lip. not to mention the awkward angle the photo was taken at like he wasn't sure what he was doing or where to look when he took the photo. whatever phone he was using was nothing close to the old nokia he had in the past buried in your nightstand and it showed.

"...what the fuck?"

you could hear satoru asking, "what's wrong?" from the speaker of your device.

"there's no way, right? you're supposed to be dead??" you choked out, tears falling from your eyes onto the phone screen. this was a sick joke, right? there's no way your husband is alive after being dead for twelve long and grueling years, it's just not possible.

...right?

satoru burst through the front door to your home, "y/n!? where are you?!" he breezed to the living room hoping you were there, and sure enough you were.

he stood in the doorway panting, finally seeing your eyes lift to meet his with tears streaming down your face. "this is a prank, right? he's dead! i don't like this, it's not funny. . ."

he sped towards you, throwing your phone to the other end of the couch and pulling you in for a hug. there was no way he could lie to you, he saw it himself already while he was out with his students.

is it wrong for satoru to want to hide the fact that your dead husband somehow is now revived? 100%. he didn't like toji one bit especially not after almost losing his own life to him and surviving from the miracle of reverse cursed technique. he also hated how broken you became after toji died, because he killed him. he caused your pain. it was because of those actions that you were left alone to shoulder the weight of two kids in a cramped decrepit apartment you hoped to move out of someday soon at the time. satoru did not want to ever see that happen again to you after you finally allowed yourself to try and love again.

you aren't a sorcerer.

you aren't a killer.

you didn't deserve this.

toji kept a lot hidden from you about the jujutsu world and the many horrors in it, especially the acts he once committed. he changed for you as much as he could since the time he locked you down with a ring to the day he died. he forwent killing others and used his hands only to love and support life as best as he could.

he had no regrets over falling in love with you, but he also struggled to find his place in the world again. everything he believed he knew and did best centered around taking the lives of others and without that, he wasn't anything. but he had you, and the kids, and that gave him every reason to try.

when confronted about the impossible task of killing a girl being guarded by the one and only satoru gojo, he knew it wouldn't be the easiest thing in the world. toji also knew that he was the only one capable of doing it with the right methods and plenty of patience. the rewards he'd reap afterwards would be enough to coast through life in the way that you deserve and with functional appliances and hot water in the shower. even if it meant bloodying his hands one final time, it was always for your sake and yours alone.

satoru had no chance to even open his mouth before a deep voice familiar to both of you sounded from the front door he didn't bother to lock in his haste to get here. not that any lock or door could ever hope to stop the being that is toji fushiguro.

"daddy's home~, where's my angel at?"

"how the fuck did you find her?" he turned to face the man with a hostile glare.

toji scoffed, walking over to the couch, ignoring satoru in the process as he cupped your tear-stained chin to meet the smile always reserved for you.

"missed ya, sweetheart," he slowly admired all your features intently. twelve years is a long time and while you're still young, you're not immune to signs of aging. however, you can now say it's cute that you both carry the same small creases around your eyes. the idea of growing old with your soulmate and actually getting to is a miracle in and of itself.

seeing him once again like this made you sob mercilessly, if you could call whatever you were doing before that. the sheer force of many emotions overtakes your body. you're grasping his body and face praying your hands don't slip through like ghosts on TV. "toji, how are you alive? i buried you myself!"

"haven't a clue, but i couldn't care less about the reason. i'm back now and i'm not leaving you ever again."

he hooked his hands under your arms and pulled you up off the cushions and into a tight hug, one you've missed after the many years of sleepless nights in a bed far too big for one person.

sure, they were seldomly spent with satoru, more so as of late. he was there for you when no one else was or could be. you hated him at first, but you grew to understand everything that happened and he helped you learn to love again. you hated too that toji had done something so stupid that cost him everything, but you understand why and came to terms with it.

he shot a glare at satoru who was kneeling on the couch with his fists clenched and a sour expression. "you can go now, kid. my wife and i have some catching up to do."

"i'm not going anywhere." he hissed.

"i wasn't asking." toji growled in response. he leaned down to meet your lips, instantly making your body shiver. saliva coating your lips like gloss with a flavor that made long dormant senses come alive like flowers beneath a tundra.

it was like a dream, i mean, how else could your dead husband be kissing you again? yeah, cursed techniques can be crazy sometimes, given what you learned from satoru, but raising the dead? it was nigh impossible tampering with life in such a way.

there is no other way you could explain this. here before you is a man that looks like toji, sounds like toji, acts like toji, tastes like toji. everything about him is the toji you knew and you swear you can feel your soul humming for him like a human beacon.

one kiss wasn't enough. it never is with toji and you never used to complain about it. they start soft and supple and quickly turn into bites and feverish grabs, yearning for more. but the circumstances now are different than before. "t-toji, wait─"

"what's wrong, baby?" he interjected, "you know how much i missed ya?"

satoru shoved his hand in between the two of you, infinity protecting him from the possibility of toji's saliva getting on his perfect skin. "you've been dead for a long time, in case you forgot. people can move on with their lives."

"what are implying?" he narrowed his eyes at the man. "you been touching my wife in my absence?" toji got his answer when he saw your flustered gaze. "sweetheart, he did tell you how i died, right?"

"yes, but it's not like that, toji." you sighed, stepping away from the men and returning to your spot on the couch, resting your face to your palms. "satoru showed up out of the blue that day telling me exactly what happened. about everything, including the job you hid from me."

"yeah and she punched me too." satoru chimed in, making toji chuckle with pride.

"eventually, i forgave him, yes. it killed me that you went and died over some stupid pride. it's not like either of you are perfect people though, no one is, and i get that." your voice was cracking with grief and anger you haven't expressed since that day. "i just wish you would've talked to me instead of deciding for yourself what you thought was best. . ."

toji seated himself at your side, rubbing his hand on your back in an attempt to comfort you like he always used to. "i'm sorry, y/n. i never planned on dying that day and leaving you, i was stupid and i know it."

"i know... it was hard though- and satoru has been very kind in helping our family out after it all."

toji shot a look to the man keeping himself quiet to not disrupt the moment, but this time it wasn't one of anger. satoru returned his look with his own troubled expression.

"he took megumi and tsumiki in like they were his own kids, paid our debts, bought this house for us. he's even their teacher now, training and keeping them safe. oh you would be so proud of how they turned out, toji."

much to satoru's dismay, toji pulled you into his lap with your back to his chest. large hands resting on your stomach with his head in the crook of your neck delivering soft kisses to calm your relentless sobs of grief.

toji wouldn't say so right now, but he's the reason satoru came to you in the first place. he wasn't expecting much when asked what his final words were, but when regret washed over him over his choices, toji had one final hope to ensure you had the life you deserve.

"i'm home, sweetheart. m'not going anywhere ever again."

toji wasn't much of a jealous person. even after twelve years apart from you and another man filling the void, he only had himself to blame for leaving you and everyone else behind.

satoru on the other hand felt differently, but his jealousy wasn't about pride or broken promises. it was about you and sustaining your happiness.

the man you loved who got himself killed now walking back into your life by some blessing from above. the life of someone satoru has grown to love and care for. he never asked you for much in return, only that you'd give him a chance and you your own to love again beyond toji. at first it was merely about making things right for someone who didn't deserve the situation they were placed in, but it never stays like that. it always grows into something more. if you water and care for a plant, it will grow and bloom, as simple as that.

and just like with toji, it's never stops with one kiss. like a cactus waiting for a monsoon to drown it or the golden light of day to feed it. his soft kisses soon turned into bites, his breath fanning your neck behind your ears and his fingers kneading into the plush of your waist and working up to your chest.

"toji, w-what are you doing?" you blushed, squirming from not only the tongue striping your ear but the boner poking your back through the fabric.

"shh," he coos, "just lemme show you how much i missed ya, okay?"

"huh?" satoru groaned.

calloused hands began pushing back the hem of your shirt as he found his way in around your breasts.

"what do you think you're doing?"

"the fuck does it look like, brat?" toji hissed at the man. "gonna make love to my wife, right mama?" he said, moving his hand inside your shorts and over your mound, toying with the sticky fabric. a husky snicker filled your ears, "so wet for me already. can't wait to taste your pretty pussy again."

"fuck! toji~," you leaned into his touch, digging your nails into his thighs to balance yourself as he slithered his rough digit between your folds, gathering slick around his finger tip to work himself inside.

"so tight for me. fuck, i missed this. has he even been treating you properly?" he smirked at satoru.

the white haired man had enough sitting with on the sidelines, scooting in front of you blatantly ignoring the scowling husband.

"why don't we show him how i treat you, princess?"

oh how toji wanted to put him in his place, but then he thought about the fun you might have with both of your love interests filling you up. toji died, time passed, he gets it. but now, you have the chance to indulge yourself in something you never would've done before.

a mischievous grin tugged his scar upwards. he leaned back, propping his hips up to adjust himself and bouncing your body up onto his lap, back against his chest.

satoru took the invitation and closed the gap between you, muffling your moans with his tongue against yours while circling your chest with his hands.

you're toji's after all. your rings still nestled on your finger unmoving after all these years. what's the harm in some temporary enjoyment to celebrate his return?

from your mouth, satoru leaned down to tongue the buds on your chest after removing your top. toji took advantage of your now free opening to kiss you, slipping another finger inside your cunt and scissoring your walls open.

"you have the prettiest tits, princess. no competition, even from jackass back there." his voice humming against your nipple that sent shockwaves straight to your heart and other areas (read: pussy) that made your body flutter.

you were already in shambles, threatening to come apart. your whole body felt like it was on fire thanks to their onslaught of attention. toji's voice filled your ears, nibbling the lobe as he spoke, "you wanna cum, sweetheart? i can feel this pussy just begging for it."

you nodded your head as best you could, "y-yes fuck─ please." with a quick circle of his thumb to your pearl and a bite from satoru, your body unraveled turning your vision white. your body slunk further back against toji's as you settled from the high.

"that's my good girl." he praised, his voice like honey over your ears, "can't wait to feel you clenching around my dick again."

"please please daddy, i need you." you whined as he took his fingers out leaving you feeling void.

his deep laugh only made you shiver and perk up more, "so eager for me? always so good f'me, baby." he raised his fingers up to his mouth, admiring the clear dew before cleaning them off in his mouth. "best taste in the world right here."

satoru slid his head between your thighs, kissing your pearl and jolting your body in the process, "don't forget that i'm here, princess. lemme clean you up a bit."

"fuck, 'toru~," you mewled as he licked a straight stripe up your slit. his tongue savoring the taste before toji lifted your body up and placed you down on all fours on the cushions.

"uh uh, pretty boy," toji teased, "this pussy belonged to me first and will stay that way. but thanks for keeping it warm for me."

you heard toji unbuckling himself, cock springing free right up against your entrance making you squeal out in response. turning your head around, you could see the precum adorning the tip of his overwhelming size.

yup, definitely toji.

"why don't i fill up this mouth of yours then, beautiful?" satoru purred as he kneeled in front of you, freeing his own bulging length from his pants.

both of the men pushed their way into your holes at the same time, a guttural groan leaving you as you adjusted to toji's monstrous size. it worked in favor for satoru, the vibration making him throw his head back.

"shit─ almost like the day we first fucked." he flashed an arrogant smile to the man across from him, "the so-called 'strongest' falling short to a monkey like me?"

satoru returned toji's remark with a cocky look of his own, "so scary~, want me to hollow purple your ass again? that did the job last time."

so long as he wasn't distracted trying to throw hands, toji kept his pace was slow and sensual. savoring every moment he was connected to your body. his grip was sure to leave bruises later on your hips but you welcomed them proudly since it meant you had him again.

satoru had his hand at the back of your head, bobbing you evenly over his cock whispering, "you're so pretty, doin' so well for us."

the cock in your mouth was the first to show signs of his incoming release, now evident by his pace turning sloppy before ultimately releasing his seed as pure and white as his hair all over your tongue and throat.

he groaned deeply, cupping your cheek to admire his handiwork with soft eyes. "prettiest girl in the world."

your praise was interrupted by yet another challenge from behind, "look at that, he cums fast too." toji sneered. his eyes fell to the circle of cream glossing his own length.

"least i actually can." he shrugged in response, only taunting him further. "did you lose your touch in the afterlife, old man?"

"tsk." he clicked his tongue. with satoru out of your mouth, he flipped you so your back was against the cushions.

"toji!" you yelped in surprise.

"sorry sweetheart, but you know how i much i love seeing your pretty face when i fuck you full."

toji entered himself back into you, hips rutting at a faster more rough pace to chase his high. his breathing turned heavy with low grunts in between.

satoru leaned down, peppering kisses across your cock drunk face seeing stars. "hang in there, beautiful, you're doing so well."

with a few harsh thrusts, toji had shimmied himself as deep as he could inside. "want me to give you another baby? give megs and tsumi a new sibling?" you nodded furiously despite not being totally aware what he was even saying through the blood rush in your ears. "yeah? daddy can do that for you, my love. can't fucking wait to see you swollen again now that i'm home."

when you love someone as much as toji, almost anything they say sounds like a good idea when he says it so sweetly to you ten inches deep. you're even more willing to indulge in his antics now after all this time without him. you truly missed such moments, more than you know.

he hasn't even seen his kids yet, oh how shocked they're gonna be when they come home to the literal ghost in the house. inside your womb however was anything but ectoplasm from some spirit. thick ropes of cum shot out, burying you with warmth from the inside and out.

"thaaattt's it... fuck baby─milk me dry." he moaned pleasingly, leaning down to bite into your soft flesh as you screamed his name harmoniously until nothing else could sound.

after a pregnant pause, he finally pulled out, attempting to stuff his seed back inside you before satoru lifted you up onto your knees with your back close to his chest. "c'mere princess, you don't need that stuff in you." as he rubbed his length along your folds, he snaked his arms around your waist and chest to keep you up, leaning into your ear whispering, "only mine," as he smirked at toji's discontented face.

toji ignored him as he took your cheeks into his hand, kissing you oh so sweetly and full of love. you greedily kissed him back, a few tears falling from your eyes whether from satoru pushing up into you or toji's return to you, who knows. both, really. either way, you're beyond happy feeling your heart beating again like it last did twelve years ago. he wiped your tears with gentle kisses, "i love you, y/n, so fucking much."

he wasn't much with words of affirmation, especially in endearing ways. toji cared more about showing his love to you in small acts or teasing. but when your bodies are pressed together, be it through making love or holding each other to sleep, that's when you hear the words come straight from his heart and into yours.

"i love you─ahh too, j-jiji." you smiled blissfully, trying your best to get the words out as satoru's cock thrusted into your sweet spot over and over.

there were plenty of times satoru wanted to interject. as much as he disliked toji, this is the man you had chosen to love before and never stopped loving. despite his own feelings, your feelings are what matter most. that being said, when the moment's over, he's reminding you about the spot in your heart reserved for the honored one.

"if you want another baby, y/n, i'll give you one." he grinned, upping his pace. his balls made a splatter sound with each thrust thanks to all the cum and slick present. "i'm sure we can make the prettiest baby together."

"is that how it is? this is my wife we're talking about, pretty boy." he leaned forward to cup your cheek, trailing his fingers to the back of your head.

"is your memory falling short too, old man?" his voice becoming disheveled, "she's had several years without you to move on."

the hand twined within your hair urged you downwards. toji's hardened cock angry at the tip was begging for attention. before he could do anything, he turned your face up to meet his gaze.

"what's your surname, sweetheart?"

"fushiguro?" you responded, slightly puzzled given your headspace.

"not gojo, huh?" he lined his tip up against your lips, ever so softly saying "i'm glad," before impaling your parted mouth, thrusting deep into your throat. his face conveyed a victorious smile beamed right at satoru.

any attempt at moaning were muffled, or more accurately gagged. your voice straining with pleasure as you were being fucked in both ends. again. toji's girth was much harder to accommodate but all his gentle praises and cooing helped relax you. the burning in your jaw worth it just for this moment. it gave satoru some extra enjoyment on his end when every praise had you vice gripping his length.

satoru couldn't compete in raw size against toji. not to say that he's by any means below average, but toji's heavenly restriction keeps him above the already exemplary sizes. he does however have one secret technique only for his bloodline.

limitless.

simply activating his ability allows himself to essentially become a human vibrator. literally. through infinity, he can expand and retract the distance between your velvet walls and his shaft at any speed he desires. it does take some effort and obviously self-control, but this is a man with an endless pool of cursed energy.

domain expansion: infinite pleasure.

the two continued their race to cum, you had no choice but to be the first, followed closely behind by the other two. your body trembling at the mercy of their cocks pumping you full.

"fast enough for ya, gojo?" he scoffed, tilting your head up to his with a finger swiping prodding your lips, "open." you obliged, sticking your tongue out like a panting dog after swallowing his essence entirely. "good girl." he smiled.

you couldn't help but whine at the loss of satoru when he pulled out, but it finally gave you a chance to catch your breath. "can you guys stop bickering for one second. at this point, you two need to be the ones fucking like some good old hate sex."

the two men chuckled, "sorry sweetheart, but you're doing so well taking us." toji purred, rubbing his digits under your jaw like he was petting a cat.

"aww, don't tell me you're tired of us now?" satoru pouted. "toji's one of the few people that actually can put up a good fight with me and with you as our prize. . ." his voice trailed off as he pulled you away from the older man's grasp to kiss you. ". . .it only makes it more enjoyable."

"don't either of you get any bright ideas that leave me to grieve again, you hear me? i mean it."

toji hooked his arms under yours and pulled up onto his lap holding you at your waist with one hand and the other keeping your face in his neck. "i think we can agree to that, can't we, 'toru?"

"yeah, jiji," he replied mockingly while inching forward, "i think for the princess here, we can keep things neutral." his voice had a tone of mischief to it.

"what are you two doin─hey!" you yelped in surprise. toji had lifted you up onto his cock, sitting you down balls deep against your lips all the while satoru's tip rubbed between your ass.

"one more baby, i know you can do it." toji cooed with his voice just as full of shit as satoru's. "you want us to see eye to eye, don't you?" he smirked.

honestly... what the hell? why not?

your mind is so far gone with pleasure to care. all you want is to love and be loved by your two sacred treasures.

"god, fuck." you groaned as satoru worked his way in, agonizingly slow. toji kept himself still but the pressure of warming them both is downright insane. tears welled up which were quickly swiped away thanks to toji. he leaned forward, kissing you through it, humming into each other's mouths in ecstasy.

"ready, princess?" you nodded your head as best as you could with your shaky body.

"try and keep up if you can, pretty boy." you glared at toji with a hiss of disapproval. "i know i know, m'sorry. lemme put a sweeter face on you now, okay?"

toji moved his arms back under yours, this time hugging your chest to his in a tight bear grip as he rutted his hips into you. every time he pushed in, satoru pulled out. repeating as they set the pace while you raked lines down toji's back.

you were reduced to nothing but babbling nonsense, crying out jiji toru jiji toru and other incoherent swears. drool spilling from your mouth despite toji's best efforts to keep it occupied with his own. he eventually dropped his head to your shoulder, biting into marks he previously made. satoru pulled himself closer, opting to rest his head on the opposite side of toji and his arms coiled around your waist.

you were unable to hold out for long before coming undone but they didn't cease their own chase. despite their disheveled breaths and all the obscenities they growled, they continued on pumping. the rhythm they set soon fell apart and after a few harsh thrusts, the two pushed up deep inside you at the same moment washing you over in a second orgasm before the first even had a chance to settle.

"fuck... y'er so warm y/n. can't take it anymore, gotta cum sweetheart. take every last bit of us, you hear me? show us how good you are."

the best you could manage was a muffled "mphm" with haphazard nods as you clenched around them equally in force. the eruption of warm seed soon followed, coating your insides and spilling out with your arousal.

they finally pulled out after what felt like an eternity followed by the jungle juice of cum, slick, and sweat dripping further out from your body. you collapsed onto toji's sweat coated chest gasping for air. satoru couldn't help himself from doing the same onto your back.

"not bad, old man. i can see why she loves you so much."

"yeah?" a genuine smile crossed toji's face from his words, "you did fine yourself too, brat. may have to keep you around for her joy."

"you couldn't stop me even if you tried, i only take orders from our princess." he chuckled.

toji brushed his hand over your head, pushing strands behind your ears and admiring your beautiful fucked face.

"i am going to order you to get your ass off of us and go start a bath before she falls asleep for good."

"fine, fine." satoru groaned before pushing himself off the two of you, kissing you once before walking off to the bathroom.

"now then. . ." toji's eyes wandered to the empty slot on his finger. "did you bury me with my wedding band, love?"

with a groggy hum, you turned upwards to his face. "i thought about it but no, i still have it. i kept it with the intention of giving it to megumi someday if he ever wanted to get married to always keep you in our thoughts."

"guess he's gonna have to pick something else," he smiled. "death is one thing that will never separate us and even if it could, i would marry you again and again, as many times as it takes in every lifetime. we're bound to each other forever."

"jiji~," you sniffled. "i love you so much. welcome home... my sweet husband."

"i love you too, my precious wife." he kissed your crown, sighing peacefully before lifting you up into his arms. "time to get cleaned off before the kids get home, right?"

one perk to this nice house gifted to you is the master bathroom featuring a large enough tub perfect for the three of you to relax in. perfectly nestling you between your two loves as they took turns scrubbing and kissing every inch of you before bothering with themselves.

"i can't believe you tried to bribe me to not see my 'dead' husband, 'toru." you pouted.

he threw his hands up defensively, "hey you know we have history, princess. i didn't want to let you go that easily without a fight."

"well i'm not giving up either of you so you two better learn to get along and fast. i love you both too much."

"aww~, you're too cute, y/n. love you too."

toji barked out a laugh, shaking his head. "just don't forget your manners, she's first and foremost my wife." satoru rolled his eyes teasingly at the man before pulling you away from him into his arms.

after soaking for a good while, the three of you stepped out. satoru changed back into his clothes from earlier and as for toji, well you never could part with the majority of his favorites. each article still carrying trace amounts of his scent that bring you peace every time you're upset or need a reminder of him.

once dressed, you curled up once more on the couch to resume a movie from earlier, tucked in a blanket up in toji's arms with satoru close by.

the front door opened followed by a resounding "we're home!" followed by the footsteps of the whole group.

"hey mom, have you heard from goj─DAD?!" megumi had entered the living room first and immediately dropped his bag to the ground.

"megumi?" tsumiki followed in after, equally as shocked before the rest of the group arrived.

toji looked softly at megumi and tsumiki first, taking in how much they've grown with a smile and a stray tear glossing his eye.

"how are you even here?!" megumi said with an appalled expression.

toji shrugged, "beats me, guess even heaven couldn't keep me from seeing my family again in life." he smirked.

"welcome home, kids!" you smiled happily to the group, unable to move away from toji's lap to greet them better after the fucking you just went through. "come sit with us, tell us about your evening!"

megumi and tsumiki came over first, hugging toji again like they too needed to confirm it was truly him and not some apparition.

"so who are the rest of ya?" toji questioned, his eyes panning to the group that wandered over.

the pink haired boy spoke first, "i'm yuji itadori! megumi's boyfriend."

next was a chestnut haired girl, "nobara kugisaki, these guys' best friend."

lastly was a familiar name and face that earned a questionable hum from the older man when she approached, "maki zenin, nobara's girlfriend."

his eyes narrowed slightly, "zenin?"

"don't count her out just yet, gramps." satoru chimed in from the other side of the couch. "your cousin here is just like you, just not nearly as old."

"says the brat with white hair. i don't see any grays on my head just yet."

"well if your back isn't hurting then you can take over maki's training from now on. you're the best choice for her to learn from, her twin as well."

toji glanced her over, as if assessing her prowess, eventually giving a satisfactory nod. "sure, but don't think you'll pull me away from y/n that easily." he moved his mouth right up against your ear, "we've got twelve years of catching up to do, don't we?"

"oh toji," you laughed. "you'll have me every single day and night now. no more stupid missions for you."

"anything for you, sweetheart." he purred, pulling the blanket up over your tired form that clung to him tightly.

you did your best to try and stay awake to enjoy your time with everyone, but thanks to toji caressing your body softly, you fell deeply asleep. when the next morning arrived and you woke up with not only satoru at your side, but toji as well, you wept with pure hearted joy that none of this was a dream or a cruel prank. simply, the love of your life finally coming home.

home sweet home once again.

☆ Notes: the idea came to me when i was trying to sleep the other night and ended up making me stay up an extra hour giggling with all the ideas i was getting for it. i hope it's not been done before but either way i was so excited to write this, i had so much fun!! writing satoru more than usual was a bit tricky for me since i'm only used to toji brainrot, but we'll get there.

also if you wanna see a bad edit i made that inspired this whole thing, peep this link

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maxsimagination · 2 months

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𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 - 𝙢.𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩

warnings: smut, soft dom!millie. 18+ under the cut

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it was a friday night during international break.

the whole team had been working hard during the week in preparation for the game against italy, which was on tuesday.

sarina had willingly agreed to let us have the majority of the day off, after a quick training session (which ended up being not-so-quick) before we retired to our apartments for the day.

i was in my own room, with girlfriend millie splayed out over my bed.

we’d only been together for five months, but she was almost never in her own room if she had the choice, preferring mine instead.

“mills, i’m bored can we do something?”

“sure, y/n/n. we can watch a movie?”

i scrunched my face at the option.

“can i pick?”

a soft smile graced millie’s lips.

“of course.”

she held out the tv remote which i happily took and clambered onto the bed with her.

it took me a while to find something that looked decent enough to watch, but we decided on a popular romcom.

i settled into the bed, curled into millie’s arms. the defender was taller, and older, than me so her body was like a shell to my own.

the movie played out in front of us, scene after scene.

i would never admit it, but i got a bit bored after a while. my head rested on millie’s shoulder, trying my hardest to stay interested in the film.

spoiler alert: that didn’t work.

so i shuffled my body around, trying to find another position that was comfortable. millie had no clue what i was doing, but grabbed my hips and pulled me down on top of her own.

“you gonna watch the movie or not, princess?”

“y-yes.”

her voice was deep and gravelly, which short-circuited my brain and gave my body the shivers. this was the first time i had this feeling, it gave me goosebumps and a weird sensation that pooled in my gut.

i wiggled around a little more, but the feeling only grew. millie took notice of my movements, manoeuvring me so she was resting against the headboard of the bed and i was sitting on her lap.

“are you okay, baby? you keep wriggling round.”

i could feel myself burn up at her words.

“‘m fine. just need to get comfortable.”

she gave me a knowing smirk, letting me go back to attempting to watch the movie but keeping her hands on my thighs.

for the next half hour, she was drawing patterns, squeezing and sliding her hands all over my thighs. she had to know what she was doing to me, the feeling in my gut was growing stronger.

“mills, please.”

i breathed out.

“please what, princess?”

“please touch me.”

i was nervous. i wanted her to touch me, she knew that. but what she didn’t know was that i was just as experienced in the sex department as a fish is at flying.

i was a virgin.

millie’s hands slid higher up my thighs, closer to the edge of my thin pj shorts.

“where do you want me to touch you?”

she was torturing me, she had to be. my cheeks were flaming from the embarrassment.

“mills, please don’t tease me.”

a flicker of sympathy could be seen in her eyes, and she didn’t ask me again. her hands went higher up until they slid under the waistband of my shorts.

i wanted this to happen, needed it even. but i was shit scared to let it happen.

“mills.”

i put my hands on hers, effectively stopping her in her tracks.

“what is it? do you want me to stop?”

her response was immediate.

“i just.. need to tell you something before we keep going.”

“you can tell me anything, y/n.”

deep breaths, in and out. i worked up the courage to finally tell her.

“i’ve never done this before. i’m a virgin.”

i mumbled the last word, but millie’s could still hear it.

there was a beat of silence, in which i looked up at millie, expecting to see disgust or some variation of anger. but instead she had a soft smile on her face.

“that’s perfectly fine, princess. we can take it nice and slow. if you need me to stop at any time, you just say so.”

i got butterflies in my stomach at her words, she was so soft and kind and caring.

i nodded along and millie slowly started moving her hands back up and down my thighs. she lifted one of her hands up to my chin, where she turned my head to face hers, placing a small kiss on my lips.

i got a little more confident, pulling her back in for a longer, more heated kiss, which then became a make out session.

“mills, you can take off my shorts.”

my voice was soft, nearly a whisper. but this was a big step for me, and millie knew it.

“you’re sure? we don’t have to.”

“i’m sure.”

i guided her hands up to the waistband of my shorts, letting her take control from there.

she knew what she was doing, flopping us over so i was laying on my back on the bed and she was hovering over me. again, she rested her hands on my waist with her fingers hooked in the waistband, giving me a questioning look.

i nodded at her, begging her with my eyes to just take them off.

it was slow and torturous, watching millie pull both my shirts and lacey underwear down but we finally got there.

“can i touch you?”

“yes, please millie, touch me everywhere.”

i knew she was trying to be considerate and check if this was okay, but i just wanted her to fuck me.

her large hands pulled my legs, spreading them apart and showing myself to her.

she started slow, dragging a finger through my already-wet folds, then two, then her tongue. i jolted at the sensation of her mouth in between my legs.

she had me weak with need as she lapped up the juices that seemed to be never ending from my pussy.

“m-millie please.”

i was moaning at her movements, she was sucking on my clit, while working her fingers upwards and into my hole. she set a slow but steady pace, pumping into me.

it didn’t take long before i needed more, my hips were rocking up to meet her thrusts.

she sucked harshly onto my clit, making me cry out. that quickly turned into another moan as she quickened her fingers’ pace.

it felt very sudden, one minute i was desperate for more, the next i was hanging over the very edge of my orgasm, begging to let go.

“i’m g-gonna cum, mills, please can i cum?”

with a flat stripe licked up from my hole to my clit, millie let out a gruff,

“cum, princess.”

and sucked harshly on my clit to push me over the edge.

it was pure ecstasy. pleasure. i was on cloud 9 and i never wanted to come down.

when i finally did float back to reality, my eyes were droopy and my limbs felt weak. i could see millie grabbing a cloth from the bathroom, before walking back over to me.

“well done, love. such a good girl for me.”

she cleaned me up before dressing me again, and we cuddled in my bed until i fell asleep.

#woso #woso x reader #woso community #woso smut #millie bright #millie bright x reader #millie bright imagine

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ilwonuu · 3 months

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hihi imagine being in a secret relationship with jaehyun as idols and going to a bruno mars concert

and the song finesse comes on and the part where it says « fellas grab ur ladie if ur ladie fine » and that somehow s gets them discovered .???

idk y can like imagine the rest tyy if u do this ✊

THANK YOU FRO YOUR REQUEST <3 I HOPE U LOVE IT

.★ ᦃ ۰finesse. j.jaehyun

summary- you and your boyfriend accidentally reveal your secret relationship.

warnings-affection, slight angst, idol!jaehyun,idol!reader, exposed relationship, kissing, sweet bf jaehyun

authors note-help im so sorry if this is terrible 💔

your boyfriend surprised you with tickets to a bruno mars concert. you were beyond excited. bruno mars and you get to go with jaehyun. you were happy that you got that opportunity. a little nervous about you two being seen together.

“you ready baby?” he asks you as you two are waiting for a staff car to pick you two up. “yes im so excited!!” he pulls you into his arms kissing your face.

“the staff is here let’s go!” he says before you two leave for the concert.

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you two arrive quickly making it into the venue with all the other attending. you two find your seats waiting for the concert to start.

“it’s gonna be great!” he says looking around you two. he smiles at you adjusting his hat.

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the concert was something you have never experienced in your life. you were having a great time. the whole time you and jaehyun singing to eachother. as your and jaehyuns favorite song “finesse” starting to play.

you are jaehyun singing and dancing together to the lyrics.

you two getting lost in the moment. as the lyrics “fellas grab your lady if your lady fine” jaehyun pulls you into his arms singing the lyrics to you. causing you both to smile into eachothers touch.

you sing the lyrics back with him holding him aswell. “i love my lady.” he says kissing your cheek. “i love you too jaehyun.”

—

you and jaehyun make your way home after the concert ends. “thank you for taking me baby.” you pull him into a kiss. “of course my pretty baby.” he smirks kissing your neck before he gets interrupted quickly. getting a call from the company.

he makes a weird face at his phone before answering. “hello?” he asks listening shortly to what he is being told on the phone. “what? seriously? shit okay.” you are now beyond confused but slightly nervous about the way he was reacting to the words. “yea okay i’ll say something.” he nods again before putting his phone away.

“y/n..” he says looking at you softly. “whats wrong jae?” you move to pull him into a quick hug. “nothing really just something happened with the concert.” you look at him clueless.

“someone followed us at the concert baby. they took photos and posted them online everywhere. the company says we need to say something.” you are beyond shocked.

you and jaehyun have been dated for a little over a year. you two were happy with your fans not knowing about your relationship.

“what do we do jae?” he shrugs. “hey its okay baby. i know fans can be crazy but i’m not leaving your side.” he rubs your side to give you a little bit of comfort. “the company says that we should release something from us personally.” he sighs kissing your cheek.

“so they don’t care about how you being in a relationship will affect your image jae?” he shakes his head. “i guess not. but what about your love? this is gonna affect you two.” he sighs again. “i know but you’re in a big group. i’m sorry this is just crazy? we we’re having so much fun. the fact that someone followed us is crazy to me!” you say quickly sitting on your bed, jaehyun joining you shortly after.

“i know. i cant believe it. i thought we were covered up enough!” he rolls his eyes before grabbing his phone.

“i can post something on my account. don’t worry babe.” he kisses your head. you nod at his words moving closer to him.

_jeongjaehyun

_jeongjaehyun: i guess this is my way of saying the rumors are true. i love my girlfriend <3

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“done!” he smiles at you softly and pulls you into his arms. “don’t stress okay? we can adjust to this together okay?” he pulls you into a quick kiss.

#nct x reader #nct #nct imagines #nct jaehyun #nct 127 #nct u #nct scenarios #nct fluff

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petcr3 · 1 month

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don't shed no tears | bradley bradshaw x reader

summary: you have a terrible day. bradley has a plan.

word count: 845

warnings: bradley calls the reader my girl, this one is very short lol!

You almost hold it together.

Really, you almost do.

But your work day seemed determined never to end. Each time you thought you’d gotten on top of what you needed to do, there was a new fire to put out. It was as if everything that could have gone wrong did, and just about everyone you encountered during your day was in a foul mood.

Even so, you had pushed through frustration after frustration, and finally made it home. It’s your day off tomorrow and you get to spend the rest of your night with your boyfriend. Things are looking up.

Any other day, you would have laughed it off. But when you finally let yourself plop down on the couch that’s flush with your living room wall and bang your head, the dam just breaks.

The sound of a particularly forceful “motherfucker!” sends Bradley bolting downstairs, and when he sees you crouched forward, your face in your hands, he’s on his knees in front of you in seconds.

“Honey? What happened, are you all right?”

“I’m fine,” you say miserably.

“You don’t sound fine.” You don’t respond for a moment. The rough pad of his thumb wipes a wayward tear from your cheek. “You’re crying, hun.”

“I’m fine,” you repeat, voice wavering, “I just hit my head.”

“You hit your head?” You want to curl up and wither away. This is so embarrassing. It’s only the worry in his voice that makes you look up.

“Not hard. I just clonked it when I sat down. I’m… I had a really bad day. I’m sorry.”

“Hey,” he says softly, “don’t apologize. Not your fault you had a bad day. C’mere.” Bradley leans forward, still kneeling in front of you, and wraps you in his arms. You sag into his embrace, and tears begin to darken the fabric of his sweatshirt.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” he asks. A little sob works its way out of your chest.

“Not–– not really.” You feel Bradley’s mustache before his lips as he turns to press a kiss to your temple.

“That’s okay,” he coos, “It’s okay.” He’s quiet for a moment, and then: “I have an idea.”

You aren’t particularly pleased when he gets up, but you don’t have it in you to complain. His footfalls are quiet on the carpet as he pads over to the record player and starts fiddling around.

“What are you doing?” you hazard after a moment.

“I can’t tell you,” he says. “Just hang on a second–– this is gonna be romantic as shit.” You let out a little giggle through your tears, and he grins over his shoulder at you. Leave it to Bradley to make you laugh when all you want to do is crawl into a hole and never come out.

A little flash of blue catches your eye as he finds whatever album he’s been searching for, but you don’t get a good enough look to suss out what it is. Finally, he drops the needle, and you hear the opening notes of No Woman No Cry. The organ plays softly, and you sniffle as a fresh wave of tears hits you. Bradley holds out his hand.

“Dance with me?” You wipe your eyes and nod, shuffling into his arms. He presses a kiss to the crown of your head and draws you in, settling you against his chest with a hand at the nape of your neck. Relief floods through you at the warmth of his touch, the slow and comforting beat of the music, the sway of your bodies.

“I love you,” you mumble into his chest.

“I love you too, baby. I’m sorry you had a bad day.”

“It’s much better now.” That makes him smile. The rest of the song plays out to comfortable silence as you rock back and forth together. It’s a longer cut–– the live version Bradley is playing is a little more than seven minutes–– and eventually, you find that you’re cried out. As the song ends and the crowd on the recording begins to cheer, you tilt your chin up to look at him.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

“Hey, anything to see my girl smile.” And you do, tilting your head down bashfully.

As the cheers fade, the next song on the record begins to play and the plucky guitar of Could You Be Loved fills the room. Unable to help himself, Bradley begins to bob along with the rhythm. He withdraws a little from the embrace and takes your hands, bouncing your arms back and forth. You feign a pout, but it’s useless. As usual, Bradley Bradshaw is sunshine, fending off the gathering clouds until all you can see is him. You relent and begin to match his movements and he breaks into a beautiful, enormous grin.

As you dance late into the night, you remember that this is what it’s all about. That no matter how awful your day is, you have someone to come home to that knows, without fail, how to lift you up.

#bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader #top gun maverick imagine #tgm imagine #rooster bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw imagine #rooster imagine #bradley bradshaw x you #rooster x you

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peachsayshi · 1 year

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How would your yandere version of gojo react to someone who’s being sneaky to reader? Or just to someone who constantly messes with her? Have a nice day btw

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ minors / ageless / blank blogs dni

gojo notices that you've been uncomfortable lately. he can't quite pinpoint what's bothering you, but he definitely can't keep ignoring the helpless look in your eyes.

"baby, what's wrong?" he asks one night.

you were peeling carrots, quietly preparing a delicious dinner to share with your lover. you started making these slow cooked meals about three weeks ago. comfort food, satoru thought to himself, but your dwindling enthusiasm over one of your favorite hobbies chips away at his heart.

you give him a small smile. "there's nothing wrong" you chirp, but your boyfriend grits his teeth at your pathetic lie.

you turn to glance back at the discarded orange ribbons, only to pause once again when you feel his large hand slowly caress the back of your palm.

"c'mon, you've got me all worried..." he insists, trying his best to reign in his frustration.

the front of your brows lift with concern, and he immediately leans forward to kiss away the tension. you breathe out a heavy sigh, carefully placing the peeler onto the cutting board before turning to face him. your fingers shake when you reach for the fabric of his shirt, and the pace of satoru's heart quickens at your odd behavior.

his mind runs rampant with the worst possible scenarios, but what he finally hears from you only fuels his anger.

he didn't know that you were being harassed by your new boss.

"he's just awful," you complain, shaking your head out of frustration, "he makes all these inappropriate comments, completely disregards any personal space that I have and leers every time I'm alone in the room with him. the whole thing makes me uncomfortable and I don't know what to do about it. I'm up for a promotion soon - I'm...worried if I say anything, then...then it might ruin everything I worked so hard for."

satoru's blood boils. his entire body feels unnaturally hot. he doesn't like that your voice sounds so small, so uncertain, and it blinds him with absolute rage.

the thought of another man having the audacity to ogle what belongs to him makes his stomach flip.

when your panicked eyes glances up at him from underneath your pretty lashes, is when he feels your grip tighten around his shirt.

"it's fine, satoru," you plea out of desperation, "I didn't want to tell because I don't want you to get upset about this. I'll be out of this department once I get my promotion. I just have to put up with his crap for a little while longer."

satoru doesn't have anything to say- he just stares at you with dead, cold eyes. his body is stiff when you stand on your tiptoes to brush your lips over his, and he only relaxes when he parts his lips to invite your tongue.

"you're not mad at me, are you?" you murmur, and he instantly shakes his head no.

"I'm just upset that you're having such a hard time," he exhales, and finds your waist to give you a reassuring squeeze. "I promise I'm not mad."

he eased your mind, however, it didn't stop the war waging inside his own.

unfortunately for him, he is still satoru gojo - the man has so much power and influence as the head of his clan, that he can't exactly just walk up to the piece of shit and knock his teeth out.

after all, he had to play by the rules of dealing with a non sorcerer.

one call to the ceo would easily solve the problem, but that option felt far too easy for him. instead, he spent every spare moment digging deep into the man who was stupid enough to fuck around with you. he gathered every ounce of information that he could find to potentially ruin his life, and then used it.

an envelope sent by an "anonymous" person was dropped off to your boss's home, revealing to his wife the series of texts between him and his many, many mistresses. satoru delighted in finding out that he was soon kicked out and living at a hotel.

that's when satoru began the fun little mind games. he would show up in the middle of the night knocking on the door of your boss's room before disappearing. he did it repeatedly for days, until the man began looking visibly distressed.

satoru would randomly appear at the foot of his bed, standing there like a ghost in the night until the man would wake up in sheer terror, but by the time the lights were on, the sorcerer had already vanished.

satoru would call him rat all hours but would never speak a word. he smiled with amusement when the man eventually broke down, begging to whoever it was on the receiving end to please leave him alone.

satoru would follow him from the office back to his hotel room every single night, keeping a safe distance to ensure he remained hidden in the shadows, all the while gleaming with pride as he watched the man shake with fear.

you were none the wiser to your boyfriends menacing shenanigans.

you came home one evening with a smile plastered on your face, a smile that satoru missed dearly, and he pretended to act pleasantly surprised.

"did you have a good day, angel?" he asks with a gentle kiss.

"I did actually!"

"that asshole isn't giving you a hard time anymore, right?" your boyfriend questions, embellishing his concern while feigning ignorance.

"actually, he backed off, but I definitely think it's because he's preoccupied with his upcoming divorce. he's been in really terrible shape lately..."

satoru shrugs his shoulders with indifference, "can't say I feel sorry for him..."

"I heard through the grapevine that he's submitted his resignation letter. although, it could just be petty office gossip..."

the corner of satoru's mouth twitches into a grin. he playfully taps the tip of your nose before leaning down to kiss your cheek. "well, all I can say is good fucking riddance."

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#gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo x female reader #gojo hcs #yandere gojo #jujutsu kaisen fan fiction #my yan gojo is not violent per se #but that man would mentally break someone and laugh about it #no one touches his baby girl >.<

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sordidmusings · 7 months

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Thirsty Thursday with Lucky Brat Buggy

Summary: Buggy plays a game of Fuck Around and Find Out that he isn't actually ready for. Luckily for him, he fails upwards yet again - when he can't take the repercussions, you soothe him with the declaration he's been dying to hear

A/N: I just wanna break Buggy and then put him back together again. Also, my kink is finding out love is reciprocated during sex so this happened 🤡 This was one of the attempts at a part of Switching Up Roles that went in a wildly different direction than I wanted for that request. I liked where it was headed though, so I rewrote it and made it its own thing

Word Count: ~2.1k

Warnings: afab!reader (no pronouns or gendered terms), NSFW, both are mentioned as switches but this has sub!Buggy and dom!reader, dirty talk, p in v, beggy Buggy, creampie, claiming/possessive sex, brief brat taming, healing insecurity with Pussy Power

Enjoy, my beloved freaks ~(=ↀωↀ=)~

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Buggy is being a brat. Not just his usual teasing and toying that’s a part of his charm. No, he’d decided that he wants to try being a brat where the “b” is for “bitch” and he’s bringing it into the bedroom. He’s telling you that you’re “too slow” or he’ll “never cum like this”. It’s pissing you off even though you know it’s all lies and you know that that’s exactly what he wants. It’s easy to see his game because all those insults come out between satisfied moans and his body (that’s totally not going to cum) is sparking at your touch like a live wire. It’s easy to see because it’s been your game to play for him before too. Unlike him, however, you’re good at keeping your head enough to know when he wants you to back off. He’s even had the gall to try out demanding things from you, when he was the one who’s been asking you to be in charge through this mood of his.

At first this obvious game of his was cute, but recently he’s acting like he wants you to snap, even though he knows hard-domming pushes your comfort zone. Buggy would never want to actually cross a boundary with you, but he was certainly dodging the non-verbal warnings you’ve been putting up to tell him he’s sprinting towards one right now. You’re usually good at taming him, proven by the absolute wreck he is right now, but somehow he’s still saying snide shit to push your buttons. When he puts in the effort to taunt, “Can’t do any better?” with a self-satisfied smirk, you decide you’re done.

“Fine. You do the work,” you order, voice stiff and angry. You flip off of him and onto your back and Buggy follows only half a breath behind. His movements are fumbling and desperate as he reclaims his spot between your thighs and immediately pushes back in. He shudders from the relief of being back inside you. He looks at you with wide and nervous eyes, clearly not expecting this to be his punishment. His arms shake as he holds himself up over you and his hips make slow, deep grinds into you, punctuated by the little shakes that keep running through his body. The panic of losing control of the situation he created, while also being forced to perform in that circumstance, has finally broken that stubborn streak. And, oh, does he fold so beautifully under the stress.

“Please. Please, please, need you to do it. Need you to make me feel good - you make me feel so goooood.” Buggy can’t control his voice, one moment it was a breathy grumble and the next a whining sob. His hands clench and unclench in the sheets beside your head as if they are stuck in the motion of pawing at your skin, but he’s too timid to put his hands back on you.

“Oh, baby, you can’t do it yourself?” you coo condescendingly, placing your hands on his cheeks to help center his gaze on yours. It works for one blissful second, where you get to witness how hazy those gorgeous sea green eyes are, before he shuts them and leans his face into one hand. Buggy turns and peppers it in eager, pleading kisses. Tingles shoot from your palm where you feel his stubble and his hot puffs of breath.

“No. No. Need you,” he gasps between ongoing kisses. Your other hand trailing back to thread in his hair distracts him for a second before he’s back to his insistent kissing, huffing, grinding, trembling. The hand in his hair becomes a tight fist, stilling only his kissing and directing his attention back to your face. His hips only become more insistent.

“And do you deserve to be fucked, my sweet little toy?” You prod. Even though your tone is light and teasing, all his movements come to a stop. You don’t even think he’s breathing anymore. His eyes become a kind of tearful you aren’t fond of and he begins to curl in on himself. You act quickly.

“Ah ah ah, sweet thing,” you breathe out. The words go to him in the gentlest tone you’ve ever gifted to anyone. Your hands are back on those warm, stubbly cheeks. “It’s okay, sweet star, you’re okay. If you can’t answer, I’ll answer for you.”

You flip the both of you over again smoothly, the hand you’d used to tug his hair now cradling the back of his head. Buggy loosens up a little, feeling safe and guarded underneath you. You get up on hands and knees and crawl forwards, leading him backwards up the bed, until his upper body is cushioned amongst the pillows piled against the headboard. Settling back on his lap, you begin grinding gently on his cock. Instead of taking it back in, you keep it hugged tight between his stomach and your cunt, where it slides between your sopping lips and rubs at your clit. You’re happy to see that even with the lowered intensity in touch, Buggy is still filled with pleasure and tingling, unable to slow his breath.

“You belong in my bed, getting fucked by me,” you tell him sternly. Buggy nods along like the good boy he is. “You’re the only one I let in my cunt.” He can’t hold in his whimper. Your smooth grinding continues, but now he can’t handle being denied that promise of being inside you.

“Please,” he begs, pressing his hips upward in the only way he can think to let you know what he wants. One hand leaves his face to move behind you and tease over his sensitive balls. Your next grind forward lines his head up at your entrance, one skilled finger props his cock steady, and you slide back on the whole length of his cock, dragging your clit along his happy trail as you go, all without breaking the pace of your hips. Buggy moans loud and sinks deeper into the pillows in relief.

Your hand moves back to his face again and begins brushing away all the stray hairs clinging to his sweaty, spitty, teary face to join the mess of blue sweeping out around him. The tenderness of it has more whimpers breaking out of Buggy, while he turns to follow your touch.

“Only you can make me feel good,” you promise him, starting to add more weight to your movements. “Only wanna see your pretty face. Only your body and that perfect cock feel so good to touch, make me cum so hard.” You clench around him to emphasize your words, earning a warbly “-hah- fuh-s’good”.

Between admiring the details of his face and aiming the fat head of his cock to prod from g-spot to cervix, you start to get distracted. All the details your body is receiving - the contrast between the texture of sheets and Buggy’s burning skin, the scratch of short nails appearing and disappearing as he gropes your thighs and hips and stomach, the musk of sex mingling with the ambience of blown out candles, aging maps, and wet wood - all of it is flooding your brain and making each sensation better, making everything feel so much. Another sweet plea from Buggy recenters you.

Your hips start to bounce and each impact pulls the feeling of being stretched open on Buggy’s thick cock all the way to press through your hips, making your bones feel like they're being spread wider. “Gods, your cock is so good, makes me so full,” you moan, making Buggy throb with the need to cum. He scrunches his eyes closed and throws his head back to reel himself in. You take advantage of the opening and begin sucking more red marks on his throat. He trembles at the wet stripe you lick up his neck. You spend a moment nibbling his ear before trailing kissing along his sharp jaw. When you reach his open mouth, you capture him in a ravenous kiss.

The way you kiss him is greedy and possessive, full of tongue and teeth, and Buggy matches you with eagerness and fervor. He happily lets you steal every breath from his lungs. Both of you get lost in the mirrored sloppy heat between your open mouths and clapping hips. Neither of you can grab enough of the other, you gripping at soft hair and bobbing throat and him holding onto working muscle and bouncing skin.

When you take a short moment to pull only an inch away, you growl at him, “You think anyone else is good enough to kiss me?” Your lips are immediately back on his, but he manages to sneak out many weak “no”s between your working mouths.

“You’re mine, love,” you say, leaving no room for questions. “You’re my love, my sweet man.” Buggy’s head spins from your words, and the insatiable tone of your voice. He feels high from being desired and possessed by you.

“Again,” Buggy sobs. He doesn’t think he’d make it if that was the only time he gets to hear you say it.

You pull his hands from your thighs to entwine your fingers and press them into the pillows beside his head. Staring into his eyes, you repeat, “You’re my love.”

“More,” he whines and you’d never heard him so needy. It goes straight to your head and your cunt and you’re not gonna last.

“You’re mine-” your body starts to give so you cave over him and let all your words and breath right into his ear. Buggy’s cock is pulsing so heavily in you and you’re amazed he hasn’t cum yet and the way your walls have swollen to make every contour and vein on him pull at you have you losing control of your own voice, each exhale gaining a note of a moan. “-mine and I love you and I -hah- you’re mine, love. Mine, mine, mine-”

Buggy had been desperate to hear you say those words to him from the moment he met you and they have him cumming harder than he has in his entire life. He yelps and grabs your hands so hard it should probably hurt but you can’t feel it; your brain is too full of the feeling of his cum boiling you from the inside out and the sounds of him beginning to chant, “love you, love you, love you” in a broken voice, and you finally cum.

Your orgasm has you looking as pathetic as Buggy with how you shake and gasp out keening moans. For a moment, your mind whites out and you’re not sure if you’re completely numb or feeling everything at once. When a tiny bit of your mind returns, you realize you’re still clenching in strong waves, sparking lights through your skin, and your muscles burn with bliss and you’ve never cum this long and it just won’t stop. Buggy is just as lost below you and he’s sure that he’s run out of anything left to give you but his balls still pound and his cock still twitches and his nerves are so loud they almost ache but he’d scream if something switched the feeling off. Instinct allows both of you little grinds of your hips that help you stay trapped in these roiling waves of pleasure until you can’t handle any more.

The moment you can think again, you’re checking in on Buggy. You cup his face so you can examine and admire him. For a moment you think he’s passed out, but he turns to lean into your hand. You spend a few minutes just breathing together while you caress his face and hair. Buggy studies the feeling of your breaths guiding him, your body weight sheltering him, and your fingertips treasuring him to hoard them away in his memory forever.

When Buggy manages to crack his eyes open, the first thing he does is say, “you love me.” He breathes it out with joyous disbelief, the kind only achieved at the other side of a chase you never thought would end with a catch. You take in his face - flushed pink, covered in tear tracks and smeared makeup, sharpened by his jaw and cheeks and stubble, softened by his hair and lashes and expression - and you’re sure that you’ve never said or heard anything more true. You cover that messy, wonderful face in many, many kisses, making sure quite a few land on your favorite nose in the world, and finish with a long, chaste kiss on his lips.

You smile sweetly and Buggy is positive he’s never seen anything he likes more and that he’d do anything to see it forever.

“Yes,” you promise. “I love you.”

#buggy x reader #buggy smut #buggy x you #buggy x y/n #buggy the clown #thirst hours #one piece #my writing #opla buggy #gn reader #afab reader #thirsty thursday #x reader

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Falling in Love on the Fourth Floor - Part 10

Summary: Out of an act of desperation, you move in with a guy you kind of know who happens to have a really hot brother who lives next door.

Author’s note: yall. I love this part. It’s all Azzy baby.

(Masterlist)

Cassian: I feel weird doing this

Cassian: it feels like an invasion of privacy

Rhys: just let me know, one way or the other, how she feels about Az

Rhys: it’s not really an invasion. They invited you.

Rhys: this way, if she doesn’t like him, we can help Az move on

Cassian: they’re grilling her about Az

Cassian: if she doesn’t like him she’s an incredible actress

Cassian: shit, the movie’s starting - talk later

You wake up sometime close to midnight, throat dry and in desperate need of water. You groan into your pillow, reaching for the glass on your nightstand only to not find it.

Cursing yourself for washing the dish and not replacing it, you push off the bed, not quite opening your eyes fully in the hopes of going back to sleep quickly.

You open your door, padding through the dark living room toward your kitchen. You grab a glass from the cabinet and open the fridge, filling your glass from the carafe.

Your legs start growing cold in the night air as you slide the pitcher back in, closing the door with your hip as you walk back to your room, only to stop short at a phone screen lighting up the living room.

“What are you doing here?” You ask, sitting on the couch at Azriel’s feet. He bends his legs, pulling his feet towards him to let you sit down.

He looked incredibly cozy - he was wrapped up in a massive blanket that showed the night sky, his tiny stuffed bat was perched on his chest. He locks his phone, putting it on the coffee table, giving you his full attention.

“Rhys and his dad were arguing over the phone, and those fights can last ages. I wanted to give him some privacy.”

To accent his point, you can hear muffled shouting through the wall, Rhys’s anger permeating the wall between you two.

“And to be somewhere more quiet.”

He pauses, then looks at you, hazel eyes glowing in the darkness, “I’m sorry, I should go, I kind of auto-piloted over here-“

“You don’t have to apologize. It’s fine,” you say, nestling into the couch.

“Does he have a name?”

He knits his brows at your question, until he follows your eyes to the bat in his arms.

“Uh, no, he doesn’t.”

“That’s a shame,” your gaze lingers on the bat as Azriel sits up. You two fall into a peaceful quiet, until he tells you, voice soft, “I uh - Cassian got me this plushie. When we were kids, my uh step-brothers lit my hands on fire.”

You turn to him, and he’s not sure if it’s how big your eyes are peering at him, or the way your hair is mused with sleep, or just how small and vulnerable you look, but he continues.

“Cassian bought it for me when I was in the hospital. He didn’t have much money, but with his last damn dime he bought me this stuffed bat.”

He looks at it, the thing that has brought him such comfort from such a horrifying experience. It was worn, its color inconsistent across the fabric from where his hands and arms have constantly held onto it.

“Sometimes in my dreams I’m that kid again, and they’re pouring the gasoline on my hands again. But the - the bat helps.”

Hence why he brought it over, you think.

He keeps talking, unsure why. “The bat can also be warmed up and it helps when my hands hurt.”

“Do they hurt now?”

“A little,” he tells you.

“May I?” You nod towards his hands, and he can’t hide the shock on his face at your question.

He’s never had anyone ask. Everything about this is so new. For someone to let him come to them when he was comfortable, instead of feeling entitled to his trauma.

He reaches his hands out to you, placing them gently in your hands. Your hands are cold, but soft. Your thumbs begin stroking softly, working their way into the muscle, and he moans at the sensation.

His cheeks redden, but you continue your task at hand, rubbing into his hands, soothing the dull ache that always accompanies them.

He almost misses your words, too focused on the way your fingers feel.

“I wish the world had been kinder to you.”

You don’t look up, your eyes focused on his hands as you continue your work.

“But at least you had Cassian and Rhys to be there. I know it doesn’t stop what happened, but at least you weren’t alone.”

His lips part, and his fingers twitch, the urge to wrap yours in his stronger with your kind words.

But he doesn’t, not yet. He lets you continue your work, massaging his hands, and a comfortable silence settles over both of you.

He shifts his legs as you turn to face toward him, and he cages you in with his legs. He pushes forward a bit, resting his forehead on yours as you continue massaging his hands.

“Was it hard? Having to let your hands heal?”

“Mm, yes. It was a pain, especially having to relearn everything. I dropped so many cups and plates because my grip would just give out.”

You’re quiet as you let him ruminate on old memories, your touch making him feel so calm. He feels so far away from that boy who had to learn how to grasp doorknobs, to put on socks, to hold a brush.

He thinks about those months and how Cassian and Rhys’s love carried him through those years. How they helped rebandage his hands every day, how they would massage his hands, how they would ensure he did his daily exercises.

They were the most important people in his life, but maybe you’ve wiggled your way into getting that descriptor too.

It’s quiet in your apartment, the only noise the humming from your throat.

“What are you humming?”

You squint your eyes, trying to remember the name of it. “It’s by Mitski, I think.”

He pulls his right from your grasp, pulling his phone back out, along with a pair of headphones. He opens the Spotify app on his phone, typing in ‘Mitski’ into the search bar.

“Oh yeah, it’s that one,” you point at the screen, as he plugs in the headphones, offering one to you. You move closer to him, leaning your head on his shoulder to be close enough to share the headphones.

You nestle it into your ear, the soft sounds of “My Love Mine All Mine” playing into the earbuds that connect the two of you.

Azriel looks down at you, how soft and content you look. He wraps an arm around you, holding you to him as he moves his legs underneath you, stretching them out against the sofa. His hold on you causes you to shift with him, your body half on his, an arm around his waist as your face is buried into his neck.

Your eyes grow heavier, the soft melody of Mitski’s voice and Azriel’s fingers stroking through your hair lulling you back to sleep

Cassian opens the door to his room, ready to head out for this godforsaken 8 AM class he had to sign up for. He’s heading towards the kitchen to grab whatever fruit you two have, he thinks there’s either a banana or an orange, when he stops in his doorway.

You and Azriel are asleep on the couch. You’re on top of Azriel, your face tucked between his chest and the couch. Cassian looks closer and sees that your arm is wrapped around the bat plushie he bought Azriel all those years ago. Azriel’s arms are wrapped around you loosely, keeping you in place.

He laughs at the pair of headphones that are wrapped between the two of you, tangled amidst arms and hair, music still playing from them.

He pulls his phone out, snapping a quick photo. He opens his messages, searching for the chat entitled they’re idiots, which included Rhys, Mor, and Feyre, and sends the photo. He grabs an orange, heading to the door trying to be as silent as possible.

As he reaches for the doorknob as his phone starts vibrating with new messages.

Feyre: they look so cute tho 🥰

Feyre: omg Cass wake her up

Feyre: she has class early today!!

Rhys: and risk the wrath of Azriel in the morning?

Rhys: don’t do it

Rhys: he’s a cranky bastard in the morning

Cassian types out a response, shutting the door softly behind him.

Cassian: maybe he won’t be today

#acotar fanfiction #azriel x reader #azriel x you #azriel #azriel fanfic #azriel fluff #azriel x y/n #acotar writing

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