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Pet au: How would the brothers react to an owner who wants to help them bath?
Lucifer: No. Absolutely not. Lucifer is usually pretty obedient, but seeing him naked is something he won't allow. He hates being without his clothing, hates showing any skin. He knows that he's not in his prime and wouldn't want you to see him naked. He'll even lock the door when he's taking a bath because he doesn't want you walking in.
If you insist, then Lucifer is extremely uncomfortable. His knees are up, and he's crouching to try and hide as much skin as possible. Looking at you with an expression that tells you that he just wants to get this over with. He might even snap at you to hurry up if he thinks you're dragging this out.
You can try to coo and compliment him, but he'll only give you a scowl in return. Do not do this if you want to build trust with him. If you respect his wishes and let him bathe alone, he might ask you for help preening his wings after his bath.
Mammom: flushes a deep red when you suggest that you're going to help him bath. "Wh-why do ya want to do that?! I can bathe myself, ya know!" He insists, but he doesn't put up too much of a fight if you insist.
He's very embarrassed when he realizes that you're going to see him naked and will try to argue that he should bathe in his clothing. "It's a two for one deal! Now ya don't gotta do laundry!" When that doesn't work, he gets into the tub. At first, he'll try and act all cool and like he's unbothered that you're seeing him at his most vulnerable. He'll try and be self-sufficient, scrubbing his own body and trying to insist that he can wash his own hair.
But the warm water relaxes his muscles, and soon, he's only half protesting as you run your fingers through his hair. Mammon can't help but relax into your touch. No matter how closed off your relationship is, Mammon becomes absolutely boneless in your care. Will whine and pout if you try to move away to grab the conditioner. He does not want to leave the tub, even when he's a raisin and the water has gone cold.
When he finally comes back to his senses after the bath, he's extremely embarrassed and will avoid you for a day or two, but after that, he's asking when his next bath is.
Levi: is immediately blushing the second the word "bath" leaves your mouth. He very obviously doesn't want you to see him naked, but is too skittish to actually say anything. Levi already needs help with cleaning his tail, and you two do that when he's fully clothed. He's already absolutely mortified during that, so he doubts that he'll survive you seeing him naked!
When you two get into the bathroom, he will try to stall for as long as possible. Sometimes, he's standing completely still, not even breathing, in the hopes that you'll get bored and leave. When he's finally naked and in the tub, he's curling up into the tightest ball. When you tell him to close his eyes when you rinse, he doesn't open them until the bath is over.
The only way to get him to relax, after many, many stressful baths, is to bring anime into bathtime. You get anime themed bath toys and even play anime on your laptop that's sitting on the bathroom countertop. The anime helps. He can't keep his eyes closed when there's anime to watch. The bath toys make him more active during bathtime, as he quickly starts to explain the plot of the anime the toys are from. Soon, he's playing out scenes and rambling about characters and their arcs. After a few baths, Levi whines when you try to get him out of the bathtub, pleading for just one more episode.
Satan: You kinda have to help him bathe when you first get him because he's never been in a bathroom before. Whenever he got too dirty at the ring, his handlers would hose him down from outside his cage. So, working a shower nozzle? Using soap? All new concepts to him. He finds that he feels embarrassed when you bathe him. He doesn't understand why - he's been naked in front of handlers countless times before.
Getting his clothes off is easy. What Satan struggles with is the concept of sitting down in water. He doesn't understand how this is an effective way to get clean. Aren't you sitting in your own filth? You have to explain to him that most people aren't actually that dirty when they bathe and that the soap cleans all of the dirt. The first time you bathe him, he's actually dirty enough that you gotta refill the bath a few times.
When he gets settled and the bath water stays clear, Satan finds himself relaxing into the warm water. He expected that water to be freezing cold, as the water was only ever freezing when his handlers used the hose, so he wasn't looking forward to having to sit in freezing cold water. So the warm water is definitely a surprise, but an incredibly pleasant one.
He can't help but relax in the tub, even when he's still unsure about his place in his home, and the relationship you two are fostering, the warm water washes alway all concerns. As the water seeps into his bones and softens him, he can't help but lean into your gentle touch as you scrub through his hair and whine a soft trill whenever you smile at him.
Asmo: he's immediately all for it when you bring it up. He's always looking for a way to show you his best assets, and this will be a perfect opportunity! He doesn't understand that you're not looking for that kind of bath, even when you insist, multiple times, that you're not going to sleep with him.
He still doesn't believe you and is extremely confused when you don't get into the bath with him. Well, no matter, he can still show you what he was made to do as you scrub his hair. Maybe he can convince you to join! Maybe this whole thing is a test! Yet when you pay his flirting no mind, when you look away to grab a bar of soap when he flutters his eyes lash at you, Asmo starts to get a little worried.
The bath can either go two ways: Asmo slowly gets more and more stressed as you don't pay attention to him the way he's expecting. Until he's breaking down and begging you to just get it over with and fuck him. Or he settles down and lets himself get pampered, and relishes in all the products he gets to chose from. The trick to get the former instead of the latter is complimenting Asmo. If you make it seem like you still like him, and that you're just trying to get him to look his prettiest (for you, his mind fills in for him) then he has a must better time letting himself relax and enjoy himself. Even if you refuse to get into the bath Asmo will still try to convince you to wear a face mask.
Beel: He actually prefers that you're there. When he was with his previous owners the only way for him to get clean was when one of them washed him down with the hose. He also never had a reason to go inside his own owner's house, so he's never been inside of a bathroom before. So he's quite nervous about accidently breaking something.
When you get him into the bathroom Beel is quite nervous. He feels too large, no matter the size of your bathroom. Your presence calms him down a bit, at least if you're here he can simply stand off to the side and let you turn the shower nozzle. If he touched that on his own he'll probably break it. When he realizes that he's going to have to get naked to get into the bathtub he gets a little bashful. He never had a reason to get naked in front of his previous owners, so he'll ask if you can turn around when he takes off his clothes. It doesn't matter if you're going to see him naked anyway, for some reason him stripping off his clothes while you stand there watching him is just too embarrassing for the gentle giant.
Beel tries to make himself as small as possible in your bathtub. No matter how big it is. It has less to do with you seeing him naked, and move about him accidentally taking up too much space, or getting in your way. When you get him bathing him he actually gets a little exicted, as everything is so new to him. I hope you're using baby shampoo because Beel doesn't understand the concept of closing his eyes when you rinse. When you get into the rhythm of scrubbing his hair, rinsing, and repeat, Beel actually feels himself relaxing. The warm water is relaxing muscles he didn't even know was sore, and your touch is so gentle. He actually forgets about his rumbling stomach for a while as he leans into your touch.
Belphie: if you two built up a good relationship than he's fine with you bathing you. He'll probably fall asleep the moment he lays down in the warm water. You have to remind him to stay awake, or else he might accidentally drown a bit. It's not his fault! The water is just so warm and soothing, and aren't you his owner? Isn't it your job to make sure he's safe and doesn't drown? Belphie immediately falls back asleep after making this argument. You have to get one of those baby float things for Belphie's neck when he's in the bath. It paints kind of a ridiculous picture, but Belphie doesn't care. The bath is relaxing, but you can't take your eye off of Belphie for too long.
If you two haven't built up a good relationship! Nope. No gonna happen. He's not going to be vulnerable around a human. Hissing at you when you mention the idea, and says that he's not going to go in the bath with you. Unlike Lucifer, who will only verbally deny you, Belphie will actively fight you if you try to force him into the bath. You have to practically drag him kicking and screaming into the bathroom. It's the most energized he's been in a while, but he's not getting into the bathtub without a fight.
Getting his clothes off is basically impossible when he's fighting you, so you have to bath him when he's still wearing most of his clothing. When he's actually in the bath he's scratching you and throwing bottles of soap at you. It's less about him being naked, and more not give you what you want.
Even if you back off after mentioning the bath, Belphie becomes extremely suspicious of you and will start locking the door whenever he's in the bathroom.
#obey me#obey me pet au#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me levi#obey me satan#obey me asmo#obey me beel#obey me Belphie#my post#sorry. i know this is a little late. yesterday was just a verrrrry long day and i kinda passed out when i got home lol#very surprised this won the poll! i thought for sure the ABO post would win!#the poll actually motivated me to finally post this lol#im kinda falling back in love with the pet au again. will probably do more of this#so if you have any suggestions or requests i will love to have them!
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u like and reblog ONE post about the ouroboros of suffocating loneliness and suddenly ur entire For You page turns into a barrage of self deprecating jokes on loneliness and also gifs of sydney and carmy from the bear. serving as brief shelter in the storm. before smacking u as it catches the wind and flies off.
#before anyone says it YEAH i check the for you page#theres good stuff there sometimes#i only check it on mobile#desktop version sucks#but if i didnt check it i wouldnt see things like that hot anime guy poll#that senshi is absolutely crushing rn#anyways does anyone want to see pictures of my dog and talk about our weird pet peeves with media before i pass out from these pain meds
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HANNAH’S “WHO’S HOTTEST?” MALE BOND VILLAINS BRACKET
ROUND 1/5- POLL 11/32
Welcome to my extremely large male Bond villains bracket! I originally intended to use 32 villains/ henchmen, but felt bad that it involved excluding some obscure personal favorites so decided to go insane and spring for 64! There are so many goddamn men who wish James Bond ill will lol.
The match ups on the first round were paired using a random number generator, the following rounds will obviously be paired based on who wins.
One day for each poll only. And you can find all the other polls in my “hannah is talking” and “hannah’s bond bracket” tags
Don’t worry if you don’t know some of the dudes here, I dug up some of the most ass random henchmen to create this, so just follow your heart on who you believe is most attractive.
And Have Fun!
#this is the only Blofeld pic where he’s not petting his cat :( there’s only one scene in all of Spectre where he holds the cat and he isnt#clearly facing the camera at any point in it :(#james bond#007#hannah is talking#hannah’s bond bracket#polls#smash or pass#who’s hotter?
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#i'm op so all of these apply to me :)#polls#specific polls#i got roped into fake dating someone?? in a gay way. but only during class and occasionally lunch#and my teacher was so mad but NOT bc of the gay. she just hated that student and i was a beloved teacher's pet.#like those corny tropes where the dad threatens the daughter's boyfriend. except my teacher and my good friend who i fake dated#and YES had a crush on#fake dating irl before i even knew it was a trope and then reading it in fics and going 'well people would Know if they liked each other'#girlies my fake dating friend kept recommending i watch Rocky Horror!!#in hindsight maybe i was too harsh on characters.#but anyways while i'm at this drive thru oversharing#so i have a crush ony fake dating friend my teacher hates. my teacher thinks i can do better. which is wild. i'm like 14 and insecure.#*on my#also at this point i still think i'm straight even though a LOT of people have clocked me and keep telling me i 'look gay'#every day my friend calls me a term of endearment my teacher looks like she is considering taking away her free seating for a seating chart#just so that so can keep the ruffian (bad essay writer in her opinion) away from her beloved student (comes in early to talk about motifs)#my free spirited teacher thing to not restrain us: free seating chart!#*trying#my friend: sitting next to me and passing me love notes and flirting#my teacher: [debating whether she should revoke seating in order to stop this one student or continue to let the class be free]#i think being 14 is one of the funniest things to ever happen to me actually#especially because there is an overlapping period of time where a separate group of people IRL shipped me with someone else. i'm not joking.#so you had my teacher actively rooting against shipping me. and a whole swarm of people who shipped me but with someone else.#and they all had no clue of each other bc they did not intersect.#i'm not joking either like people had invested opinions in my love life which makes me sound like cassanova no. i dated NEITHER of them!!#people were just oddly opinionated about it! Which honestly i think makes it fubnier that i wasn't and didn't date either of them.#i think being shipped and i guess UN-shipped in an overlapping period of time IN REAL LIFE is probably the funniest thing to happen#but also i think it means i can weather the storm and NEED to be in a band. i can handle it.#anyways if anyone is still reading this#i've fallen asleep MULTIPLE times in class!! and every time all my teachers have gone 'i didn't want to wake you up 🥺'
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Summary of The Cat of The Year poll atrocities of 2023/2024
I'm sure that most people on this side of tumblr have seen the Jellie vs. Nefarious Anglerfish poll going around with like 60k votes at this point, and I'd really like clear up some of what happened since I was around for the whole thing.
Url blocked out for op's privacy. They have already left but don't look for it if you haven't seen it/don't harrass them if you already have.
1. The previous round (preparation)
I discovered the poll in its previous round, needless to say she beat Jort's ass severely. This was around the 3rd of january, meaning that this round finished before jellie's passing with only about 7k votes. Op did add their own piece of propaganda from their main:
...which was FINE. (except for stuff we'll see later) Of course running a poll while biased isn't ideal but I for one didn't even know they were the op until much later. I also added my own piece in a separate thread, and they didn't interact with it at all. There was no drama.
2. The Finale
Jellie unfortunately passed away right before the starting of this poll, which was the catalyst for what happened next. Op did exactly as last time and added a slightly more mean spirited encouragement to vote for the other contestant. This is the point where I believe that i fucked up personally.
I added this thinkpiece accusing op of associating all mcyters with Dream (who we all hate for the record) despite them not alluding to him at all. This is because tumblr has a history of disimissing all mcyters as... everything that dream was been accused of. Op did allude to not caring for mcyt. but they didn't say what i accused them of. This is important to point out because this reblog of mine is still being spread. Jellie was in the lead at the time, but not by the time i woke up next morning.
I won't be including anyone else's additions because I don't want to put blame on any specific person. Just felt like clearing up mine.
3. The Fuckening
Some time later op made this post to their personal blog:
which is insanely shitty because, as other people have pointed out, the "lame ass youtube cat" didn't die to inconvinience op or ruin their fun, and people would have probably voted for her anyway because jelly is universally beloved in the mcyt community. This isn't anti democratic. This post was added to the poll with a caption saying op should not be running this poll, and it took off. Op later went on to say that this was a joke:
This apology was not taken well by people, (including me) because "you were not meant to see it" isn't an apology and they still very much made fun of someone's pet dying. Safe to say this did not make the drama stop and only added fuel to the flame. I believe this was the point where the conversation of mcyt fans being unjustly sent hate to was reignited.
We should discuss that! it's a real thing that happens often and is equal to childish bullying. However, in this case, OP was the only one getting sent hate to my knowledge. The notes were mostly saturated by mcyt fans, and even now i can only find one or two hateful stance towards us under the whole 20k notes post.
4. Conclusions
Op posted a second apology to the catoftheyear blog to try and calm people down (i believe this is comprehensive and a lot better than the previous one) The blog was deactivated shortly after, so i only have my phone screenshots of it that i also added to the poll itself at some point:
(Edit) Here's proof that op did not write the justification they got criticised for, from the notes of the original poll:
This apology didn't get seen, or get accepted by enough people, so op made this statement on their personal:
Needless to say I am deeply dissapointed (and guilty) that it's come to this. Yes, op said tasteless things that made us all angry, but telling a human being to commit suicide is worse than being insensitive about a stranger's pet dying. Even after I posted about the blog being decatived i had someone come into my notes to wish that "they never find happiness" i mean wtf. This isn't like shipping where we can do whatever without the content creator's input. this is fucking harrowing and i can't imagine how i'd feel if this was done in my/my pet's name especially after losing them as recently as a week ago.
I hope no one from hermitcraft who is on here (let alone scar holy shit) learns about this like they did with previous lighthearted tournaments. If you truly respect the creators you claim to be a fan of as people, you do not tell people to kill themselves over them. And finally, let Jellie fucking rest, guys. she had a long, good life. I hope op can come back and also avoids behaving like this if they ever wish to do so. I'm angrier at mcytblr, though.
#catoftheyear#jellie#tw animal death#tw suicide bait#hermitcraft#goodtimeswithscar#adding to main tags so people see this instead of the poll itself with no context on how it ended#If this breaches containment and gets used as a reason to hurt mcyt fans i am going zo eat whoever is doing that#catoftheyeartournament#jellie the cat
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🛩️ 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐒 — CHRIS STURNIOLO
Chris x Fem!Reader
Contains: Swearing, teasing, pet names (baby, ma), praise, fingering, orgasm denial, doggy + ass grabbing/slapping (he’s obsessed w your ass + thighs), begging, quickie, unprotected sex, mirror sex, public sex (mile high club), squirting + creampie, established relationship. Not proof read!
Synopsis: A story in which you and Chris are flying out to Boston to meet his parents for the first time. Your boyfriend notices how nervous you are and is determined to calm down your nerves.
Word Count: 2,214
a/n: It was real close between Matt and Chris but majority vote won the last poll!! Celebrating my 1000+ followers with this one!! Enjoy babies!! 💋
*:･ﾟ✧ 💌 *:･ﾟ✧
You took your seat down into the plush chair. Chris had spoiled you rotten with purchasing two seats for first class and letting you sit by the window. He loaded both of your suitcases into the overhead bin just before plopping down into the seat next to you.
The flight was about to take off soon, you watched anxiously as the people passed down the aisle to find their seats and board the plane.
Chris’ smile slowly faded, watching your sweet face contort in worry. Your leg bounced and your fingers tapped against the arm rest. Your heart felt as if it were going to pound out of your chest at any second. You were so terribly nervous.
A warm hand wrapped around yours, giving you a gentle squeeze to snap you out of your thoughts.
“Baby, what’s wrong? You’ve been on a plane before, there’s no need to worry.” He says in nearly a whisper.
“It’s not that.” You choked out, shifting back into the seat as your greatest attempt to relax.
“Tell me.” Chris replied, leaning back into his seat, mirroring your body language.
You let out a broken sigh before finally admitting, “I’m just nervous about meeting your parents.”
“Oh, you have nothing to worry about, ma. I know they’re gonna love you.” He reassured, his thumb tracing gentle circles against your smooth skin.
“Maybe I’m just overthinking.” You reply, a faint smile growing on your face.
“Definitely overthinking. I don’t want you to worry yourself like that.” He replied.
He made sure you were okay before giving you a kiss on the cheek and changing the subject. Shortly after, the pilot announced that the plane would be taking off soon. And sure enough, you were making your way to Boston.
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It had just been about an hour and half until Chris suddenly woke up out of an unexpected nap. He felt the vibrations of your bouncing your leg against him.
A movie played on the screen in front of you, it was your lame attempt to ease your mind but it seemed impossible. There was no way for you to knock out these horrific thoughts about how this trip to Boston would go.
What if he parents didn’t like you? What if they didn’t approve of your relationship? What if—
Chris’ rough hand gripped onto your thigh, your movements— along with your thoughts— came to a halt. You looked at him with wide eyes, meeting yours with his half awake gaze.
“Stop.” He spoke in a low, raspy tone. It sent shivers down your spine. You turned away with a flustered expression on your face, no way just his voice alone was making you this excited.
He watched in a bit of confusion as you squirmed in your seat, he hadn’t realized how tight his grip was and quickly released it.
“Sorry. Too rough?” He muttered, searching your eyes.
You shook your head no as you grabbed on to his wrist to bring his hand back down to your lap. He caught the message, and wrapped his hand back around the plush skin of your thigh. Gently caressing over the smooth fabric of your black leggings.
“No.” You finally reply in a whisper, afraid for the other passengers to catch on to what was about to go down.
“You like this?” He replied with a smirk, the warmth of his hand traveled deeper into the inner of your thigh, giving it a tight squeeze. He was a sucker for your ass and thighs, and he loved giving them all his love and affection.
“Yes.” You mumbled.
Your boyfriend hummed in amusement, feeling that faint heartbeat coming from your core against his hand. How sweet of you to just be throbbing for his touch.
Your breath hitched as he hands reached higher only to tease you to go back down further.
Your stomach flipped and fluttered with each movement he made along your body.
“You want me to calm those nerves of yours, ma?” He asked, pressing a warm kiss against the nape of your neck. The smell of his cologne rushed towards you, you fought every fiber in your being not to grab onto him and start tonguing him down on the plane.
Your body was calling out for Chris, you needed him, bad.
“Yes, please.” You begged, giving him a pout.
“So cute.” He replied with a chuckle just before slipping his hand down past the waistband of your leggings.
You gasped rather loudly, earning a few head turns towards the two of you. Your hand flew up to your mouth, covering it to hide your flustered expression.
Chris only seemed to enjoy it, he didn’t mind the viewers. If anything, it only encouraged him to do more.
Your brows knitted together as your felt the tips of his fingers rub against your swollen clit through the thin fabric of your panties.
“I wish you wouldn’t cover your mouth. You know how much I love hearing your voice.” Chris cooed, as he continue to tease you.
“Fuck—“ You sighed, grabbing your purse to cover up his probing hands, praying that nobody would suspect anything.
“You don’t have to be loud, baby.” He continued, leaning down towards your ear to whisper, “I just wanna hear those sweet moans of yours, even if they’re quiet.”
He rewarded the nape of your neck with a few more gentle kisses just before snaking his hand into your panties. His hand now pressed up against your bare skin, sliding his fingers through your sick folds. Your arousal completely coated his fingers.
“So wet for me.” He sighed, wishing he could give your pussy the proper attention it deserved.
“Chris!” You whispered, wrapped your arm around his. You rested your head onto his bicep as his fingers traveled down towards your entrance.
After just a few more teasing touches, he finally gave into you, giving you what you needed. Another gasp fell from your lips as you felt one of his fingers press its way inside you.
Your moist, velvet walls squeezed around him as he slowly began to pump himself in and out. Your wetness trickled down, he was sure his entire hand would be soaked by the end of all this.
A trail of broken sighs and whines spewed from you. Your cheeks grew hot and your eyes screwed shut, feeing him push another finger inside after a few moments.
Two of his thick fingers were thrusting into you at a generous pace. One of your hands squeezed around his bicep as if you were holding on for dead life, as the other gripped onto the handle of your purse making sure to hide the lewd acts of your boyfriend’s perverted hands.
Your pussy fluttered around him, your orgasm was quickly building up.
“Close.” You panted.
“No, baby. Don’t cum yet.” He whispered into your ear, just before withdrawing his hand.
“No!” You whisper shouted, you were so close. You looked up at him through your lashes. “Why?”
“Because I want give you a proper orgasm.” He replied, licking your sweet juices clean off his fingers. “Go to the bathroom, I’ll meet you in there shortly.”
Without hesitation you spring up out of your seat, eager to get to the bathroom. Chris gave your ass a brash smack just before you started making your way down the aisle.
His dick pressed up against his sweatpants as he watched you give him those sweet little “fuck me” eyes just before closing the bathroom door behind yourself.
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Your heart felt as if it were going a million miles per second, as you watched your boyfriend slide open the bathroom door. Switching the locked tab to say “occupied” to the rest of the passengers.
He wasted absolutely no time with you. His hands grabbed onto your waist pulling you in closer towards him. He pressed his lips onto yours, drawing you into the heated, passionate kiss.
His hands traveled down to your ass, rewarding it a few smacks and rubs. Fuck, he loved when you were leggings, the way the fabric would hug around your ass and thighs drove him insane.
You continued kissing back, attempting to deepen the kiss only to be met with one of his hands around your throat, physically pulling away from the kiss. His eyes locked down into yours, making you squirmed below him.
“Turn around for me.” He commanded, releasing the grip he had around your neck.
You don’t reply with words once again, instead doing exactly what you were told. You turn around, arching your ass up for him. Your hands clenched around the small sink, avoided eye contact with your own reflection in the small mirror.
His hands met your waist again, pushing his hard member against your ass.
“Fuck.” He groaned, just before yanking down your bottoms. His fingers looped around the bit of fabric that covered your pussy, gently pushing it out of the way and running his fingers along your pussy yet again. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
You whimpered at his words, “Please hurry, Chris. I need it.”
With that, his hands shot down to the drawstring of his sweats. Tugging at the strings just before pushing them down along with his boxers to rest at his thighs. He hissed as his neglected cock sprung out, the tip flushed a deep pink and oozing out with just the smallest bit of pre cum.
One hand gripped onto your ass, running along to grab onto the string of your thong, pulling it to the side.
He grabbed the base of his dick and slapped it against your ass just before brining it down lower. He ran the tip along your soaked folds, teasing the both of you.
“Please, Chris!” You pleaded.
“Shit—“ His breath hitched as he slipped himself inside you. Your body curled towards the sink, feeling him press his entire length inside your cunt, taking him in inch by inch.
“Fuck, baby, that pussy’s so wet.” He sighed, his hands wrapped around your waist once more just before he began to slowly thrust inside you.
His dick twitched against your walls as you fluttered around him, seemingly wetter than just before. After allowing you to adjust he quickly began to speed up his thrusts, leaving you with no mercy.
Your fingers squeezed around the small countertop and your head lowered down into the sink— only to be brought back up by one of Chris’ hands.
“I know you secretly love watching yourself get fucked, baby. You can try hiding it all you want.” He teased.
His fingers traveled up towards your mouth, pressing their way inside. Your tongue swirled around his fingers, the sounds of your slurping and and the squelching sounds coming from your pussy filled the small bathroom.
Your sweet moans and cries were music to his ears and he continued watch you become completely unraveled mess underneath his dick.
His balls slapped against your clit and the plush flesh of your ass bounced each time his pelvis met yours.
His thrusts grew harsher and sloppier by the second, it was all too much for you. You could feel the previous orgasm build up from before, you were only hoping that your boyfriend would be kind enough for you to finish this time.
“Chris! Please, I’m gonna cum.” You cried.
“Are you asking me or telling me, ma?” He replied, you could see a smirk build up on his face through the reflection of the mirror.
“Please, just let me cum.” You whimpered, turning your head to the side giving him your best pleading eyes.
“I’m gonna cum too and if you pull shit like that.” He panted. “Cum for me, wanna feel you squeeze around my dick.”
Chris leaned down towards you, you take the hint and lean in for a heated kiss. Your brows knitted together, feeling that familiar pool of warmth build up by the second in the pit of your belly.
The tip of Chris’ dick kissed that sweet spot of yours with each thrust he made inside you, just enough to finally send you over the edge.
You moaned into the kiss as your tongues intertwined, sending vibrations all throughout your bodies. Your pussy clenched around his length as you squirted, you pulled away from the kiss as you begin to feel his cock pulsating against your plush walls.
“Cum inside, please.” You begged.
“Want me to fill that pussy up?” He groaned, the grip on your hips growing tighter.
“Yes! I need it, so bad!” You cried, feeling your boyfriend shamelessly rut himself into you.
“Just begging for my cum, hm?” He coaxed. “Don’t worry, I’ma give your pussy all the cum it deserves.”
Just a few more moments passed before Chris pumped his warm seed inside you. Both your sighs and pants filled the room as you both began to come down from your highs.
He waited for you to calm down just enough to watch him drag his cock out, watching in awe as his cum spilled out from your tight slit.
He gave your ass another slap and squeeze just before pressing a gentle kiss on your cheek.
“No more worries?” He whispered.
“No.” You reply.
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Alright, y'all, here's the plan: you're not quite aware of what Toji does for work, yet you keep quiet. But one night, the man comes home bleeding, and you can't keep your worries to yourself anymore. However, for your protection, Toji isn't ready to reveal his assassin business to you. And, in the heat of the moment, ends up saying something that hurts you instead...
A/n: (Reuploaded bc I forgot smthn) This prompt was picked from a poll to celebrate the 300+ followers milestone (pssst tysm for 450+ you lovelies :D) two weeks back. Truthfully, I don't think this is my best work after proofreading, but I did my best. Probably bc 1) it's longer than I intended, and 2) I procrastinated waaaaay too much with this. I don't even think I made sense halfway through, lol, but fuck it, we ball. Anyways, like last time, there is art drawn by me (@hoshigaby) but it'll be found deep in the fic :33
I hope you enjoy the ride and reblogs + replies are much appreciated!! Also, don't be alarmed that Y/n in the drawing looks of a dark complexion, feel free to use your imagination if it doesn't suit you. But do not edit it; be an adult and ignore it if it's not your taste.
Cw: Toji x fem!reader - arguing/yelling - fingering (fem! receiving) - mating press - Daddy kink - first Toji is sour, then he's sweet bc he's whipped for you :) - clitoral play (pressing down and a pinch) - praise - breast fondling + nipple play - pet names (angel, baby, darlin', honey, kid, mama/ma, princess, sweetheart/sweetie) - Megumi mean-mugging his father while Tsumiki and Shiu Kong tell him to do better lol - mentions of blood and stab wound; isn't fully healed so reopens.
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"Uhh, are you sleeping on the couch?"
"Yes. Yes, I am."
"...Why??"
You scrunch your brow at your phone, looking at the two people you're talking to through the screen. "I know you're not about to get on my case over where I'm sleeping."
On the L-shaped couch lay you, cuddled up with a fluffy blanket and memory foam pillow, one hand holding your phone while another wrapped around a stuffed plushy. You were on a video call with your best friends: Utahime and Mei Mei.
Utahime, lying on her bed with a face mask, replied to you. "Oh, I'm definitely getting on your case because it's supposed to be the other way around!"
"True, but I like the couch anyways." You puff at the woman who's not satisfied with your answer. "Plus, I'm on the L-part of the couch, so it's practically like a bed!"
Your other friend, Mei Mei, chuckles at her screen. Icy blue hair pulled up in a bun with reading glasses positioned atop her forehead, probably counting her tips on her desk like she always does before bed. "My my, this is the fourth night this week. What did your man say to make you this upset?"
Memories of what happened before come back to you, and so does the exhausting irritation you've been trying to keep at bay.
It was a quiet night like this one as the rain fell hard on the silent streets. You've just put Tsumiki and Megumi to sleep and waited in the living room, watching a movie to pass the time. It was pretty late into the night when you heard the door open as drowsiness settled in. Nevertheless, you got up to greet the man you'd been waiting for coming from the entrance, but you weren't prepared for the sight that instantly woke you up.
Toji Fushiguro, groaning and leaning against the wall with his black jean jacket drenched from the rain. A hand was clenched on the left side of his torso, deep red tarnishing his plain white shirt. He was heaving in an attempt to even his breathing, but when he caught a glimpse of you standing before him, he was quick to try and play it off with a worn-out grin. "Hey, baby." His familiar deep voice was strained in subtle agony.
Worry bubbles within, and you rush towards him. "Oh my God, Toji, what happened!?" You remind yourself to not be too loud as the children are still asleep, so you rely on whisper yellings while walking him up to your shared bedroom.
Even in the room, Toji doesn't explain himself. Just silent hushes and cajoles that he's alright. "I'm fine, honey. Just tell me where's the first aid box." Pointing at the bathroom cabinet, you watch him leave your side to grab the kit. The crimson spilling from him is caused by a stab wound he reveals when he sits on the bathtub, lifting his shirt. You can feel your eyes water, imagining the pain he's going through when he hisses from putting on rubbing alcohol on the gash.
The words you want to say feel so forbidden. Your fingers fidget amongst themselves with the irregular beat of your chest. Don't say it, Y/n. Keep your mouth shut. Don't—
"Is this from work?"
Green eyes shoot back in your direction, and you immediately feel yourself sinking into a pool of regret.
Talk of Toji's occupation wasn't something you brought up much. Even at the beginning of your relationship, he didn't indulge in any insights about what he does, so you eventually quit after a few failed attempts. However, with all the nights he's come home while you sleep or the new scars you point out yet are brushed off, your anxiousness for him keeps festering. And seeing him with his own blood on his hands made you wonder how many nights he has pulled off doing such without your knowledge.
Toji's eyes go back to his wound. "Don't worry 'bout it." The stern tone of his voice has your blood turn cold. He didn't want to entertain this, especially in the wee hours of the night.
And yet you still persist. "No, Toji, I'm serious." You can see him glare at you through the raven bangs shading his forehead. A warning. But it doesn't stop you. "I'm getting worried about you."
From there was when the argument came. Every point you've made to him was shut down at once. His cold responses pierced you. Usually, you'd do what you can to avoid this type of confrontation. But now, it hurts even more when he doesn't cooperate with you, your concerns disregarded like rubbish.
"Damn it, Y/n!" Toji barks at you, seething through the physical pain as a fist bangs hard on the bathroom cabinet. "Why's it so hard for you to stay out of this?"
"Well, if you would tell me things instead of pushing me out the way, then maybe I wouldn't have to!" At this point, you're fighting the tears from falling. Your face hot with frustration, but you still speak. "Toji, I've done so much for you and the kids, and I—"
"No one told you to do—"
"Yet I STILL do!" It's your turn to yell. "I care about you deeply, same with Tsumiki and Megumi. I don't ask for much, Toji. But I want you to open your life to me just a little, even when you're hurt like this!"
His emerald eyes remain rigid despite your pleas to him. And what he said next had you still to the core. You can recall the beat of your heart corrupting your senses while the tears stride down.
"If you were goin' to be a thorn on my side like this, I wouldn't have let you be in it in the first place."
"He said WHAT!!??" Utahime shrieks after you retell the situation to your friends.
You nod your head. "I just looked at him, and he looked at me. Then I turned, picked my pillow up, and headed downstairs to this couch."
To say the dark-haired woman was livid was an understatement. "And tell me WHY this fucker isn't the one sleeping on this couch, again??"
"Even if I did tell him to sleep on the couch, he probably would say something like, 'Tch, why should I? I pay bills for this damn house,' and yadda, yadda." This is true, apart from the man being injured, so having him move would've been immoral. "Plus, I just really wanted to get outta the room, so I went ahead and moved myself out."
"So? You pay bills too, what the hell!? Good God, Y/n," Utahime shakes her head. "You sure we can't pummel this dude?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Besides, I'm getting used to ignoring him when I see him around the house. But, oh my God, guys, his kids," the phone panned down to the plush toy and the pink, fluffy blanket. "Miki saw me sleeping here the other morning and gave me this blanket. And Gumi — he's such a sweetie. He gave me his favorite froggy toy to sleep with to scare off his dad from 'bothering me in my dreams.' "
"Hmm, how adorable." Mei Mei comments. "Funny how such darlings can come from a guy like that."
Utahime nods rapidly and throws in her opinion. "Listen, Y/n, you shouldn't think you outta be in every part of that man's life. Even so, he should at least know how to compromise. I mean, come on, you take care of him, the kids, the house, and go to work with us. All of that just for you to sleep on a couch!?"
"You're not gonna let this couch thing go, aren't you?" The pale blue-haired woman chuckles again, and Utahime sighs. "But she's right, Y/n. It takes a certain kind of person to have the patience to do what you do in a relationship with a single father and two children. I'm sure Utahime would've left with all her hair out."
The dark-haired one gets up from her bed and takes her device with her, heading to the bathroom to finish her skin care. "Now, why am I the one used as an example?"
"Because you're the most vocal about a relationship that isn't yours." A sly smile is painted on Mei Mei's face after she hears a 'hmph!' from the other as Utahime removes the mask and washes her face. "My point is that you like this man — love him even. But that love shouldn't cost you to be so emotionally drained. Perhaps he understands this, except it wasn't the perfect moment for you two to express yourselves. Maybe talk to him when you two stop the silent treatment."
All you do is hum aimlessly, too wrapped in what your friend said to give a proper response. Then you yawn, your body signaling you to finally rest. "I'll sleep on that thought. Night, girlies~~" You wave and send kisses to the other two. They do the same as you leave the video call, placing the phone on the coffee table and snuggling up with the blanket and plush toy.
You try to distract yourself by thinking of what you'll do tomorrow. You gotta get up and make breakfast for Tsumiki and Megumi before waking them up, then head to the station and take the bus to work. Maybe you can finally try that new café close by with Mei Mei and Utahime for lunch. And when you return home, you should whip up something fun for the kids to eat.
Perhaps, make something for Toji since he sometimes forgets to feed himself when you're not around. Or if he's leaving for work, wish him a safe trip back home like always. And...if he's down for it...you can find the right time......to talk...about......
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The moment you closed your eyes, it felt as though you were sleeping on your own bed again. When you turn to your side, your body descends into the feeling of cold sheets beneath you. It was pretty comfy! Plus, the blanket—
Wait...Sheets?
Your eyes slowly open to the sight of bedsheets underneath you. Navigating out of the sleepy stupor, you make out parts of your surroundings to know that you're not in the living room anymore. You slowly rise up to face the door of the bedroom. Your shared bedroom.
A sudden cough alerts you, forced as if to grab your attention. A chill crawls up your spine. Oh God, no. You turn to the side to see the man accompanying his side of the bed. And there he was, Toji, lying on his side with his head resting on a hand, looking dead at you. His raven hair looked damp from a recent shower, sporting only a grey wifebeater and dark sweatpants.
"Hey," is all he says to you. No smirk and no nickname followed with the greeting. Just a simple address to you with his green eyes softly watching yours. You almost fall into their inviting spell the more you look at them.
Nonetheless, it's not compelling enough since you remember he's the man you fought with four days ago — the same man you weren't prepared to see right now. You quickly turn away from him and lift the comforter to exit the room. However, Toji grabbed your wrist before your feet could touch the floor, his grip too strong for you to pull away from him.
You avoid eye contact with him, your back facing him. "Toji, let me go. I'm going to sleep."
"Then sleep."
"On the couch, Toji." You try and pull again. Nothing.
"Fuck that, just sleep here. I didn't carry you up here for nothin'."
You shake your head as you exhale through your nose. Of course, he carried me here. "Whatever happened to you not wanting me to be a part of your life?"
The words that left your lips surprised you and the grip around your wrist tightens. You didn't mean to say them, but it was the truth because they were his own words. Or did you?
Still facing away from Toji, you're unable to see his reaction. Oh shit, is he angry? Is he going to let me go after that?
"Darlin', please..." His deep voice hushed for only you to hear. "I just really need you with me here. Just for tonight...." His hold lessens, leaving you to decide whether you should stay.
The silence is uncomfortable for both of you — especially for Toji, who has you where he wants you to be, where you're supposed to be. As seconds pass when he doesn't hear from you, the nervousness that used to exist before your relationship rises back into the pit of his stomach. And his soul drops down when you remove your wrist from his hand.
Though, to his surprise, your hand lifts the comforter up while your legs move back on top of the mattress. You lay back down with a sigh, your back still facing Toji. "Did you give Miki back her blanket?"
Toji exhales quietly, situating himself back on his side of the bed. "Yeah, and Megumi with his toy."
You hum, and the silence fills the room once more.
Toji looks at nothing but your figure next to him, watching the rise and fall of your shoulder as you breathe silently, your face nestled comfortably on the pillow. To think it's been half a week since he last saw you in this room is hard to believe.
That night when you left him really stuck with him. The image of your face covered in tears was all he envisioned, the same with you grabbing your pillow and exiting the room. After tending his stab wound, he went down to talk it out. Yet when Toji saw you sleeping soundly on the couch with dried tears painting your pretty face, he didn't dare wake you up and just went to bed.
And it was worse the following days. Not only did he have you avoiding him at every chance, but he had to deal with the judgmental looks of his children. Never in his life has he seen Megumi give him glares that meant business. If looks could kill, Toji would be finished. And Tsumiki, his sweet little girl, now pesters him about being nice to Y/n, saying he should think about their feelings and apologize.
But what about his feelings? Does no one understand that he was just trying to keep you out of business that you didn't need to fret over? He's very aware that his job is not a normal one. It's dangerous, and anyone around him can get hurt or worse. Hence, keeping you away from this part of his life keeps you and his family safe. If not knowing he's an assassin keeps you from harm's way, why change that.
At least...that's what he thought, not what he said.
Even Shiu Kong, his handler, had something to say after telling him what had happened during lunch today. "Wow. I knew you were trash, but I didn't know you were that dumb, too." The man snickers when Toji shoves a middle finger his way. Shiu lights another cigarette after discarding the one he finishes. "Well, how were they supposed to know you were watching out for them? If someone you love comes to your front door bloody and sick, whose safety are you worrying about?"
Toji says nothing to that, letting the other man resume speaking some sense into him after taking a long sig from his cigarette.
"Look. I can't promise that this angel of yours wants to stay with you after what you said. That's all up to them. But until they decide that, I hope your dumbass realizes when someone sticks with you literally through blood and pain, that's someone who cares for you to the Moon and back. Not saying you should tell them what you do, but a nice word or two of comfort is all they need. If you're not that big of an idiot, reconcile and let them know you care about them."
"...Reconcile and let them know you care about them..."
If there's one thing that Toji has trouble with, it's knowing how to use his words. It was a tiny problem in the earlier stages of your relationship, but as time flew, you could guess how much the tall man cherishes you by his actions rather than words.
The older man knows that you know he loves you. But now, when he's pushed into a position where words are necessary to portray his real feelings for you, he feels stumped.
"If you were goin' to be a thorn on my side like this, I wouldn't have let you be in it in the first place."
Toji grimaces at his own words replaying in his head. Why the fuck did I say that?
"Whatever happened to you not wanting me to be a part of your life?"
Your words ring in his mind. Why did I fuckin' say that for? What the hell is wrong with me? What did—
"Toji?"
He returns to reality, eyes moving back to your still silhouette.
"I know you're still awake, so I'm gonna ask this." Toji braces himself for whatever your soft voice muttered. "Whatever job you're doing, is it a dangerous one?"
Shit. The dreaded talk is here, and Toji cannot escape it.
"Yeah."
"Are you good at your job?"
"It's the only thing I'm good at."
You nod your head aimlessly to his answer. Then you turn around to face the anxious older man. The moonlight peaking through the window blinds illuminates your face beautifully while Toji's breathing slows.
"I don't think that's true," you continue to answer. "You're good at being a father to Tsumiki and Megumi. Not the best, but a decent one nonetheless. You're also good at caring for me; letting me live with you and your family proves that. And lastly," Toji gulps with a dry throat.
"You're good at loving. You say you're lousy at it, but there's love in everything you do for me. It's there when you look at me whenever you think I'm unaware. Or when you silently grab my hand when in crowded areas. Or," a small chuckle exits from you. "When you carry me up from downstairs to the bedroom."
Toji's jade eyes lock in with yours, waiting for you to avert your gaze away from him. But you don't. You keep looking at him. You keep spoiling him. This type of recognition is something Toji never thought he deserved, so you giving it to him so effortlessly makes his growing guilt eat him alive.
"I care about you so much, Toji." You shift closer to Toji and bring a hand to his cheek, causing the man to lift his brows. Your face is only a few inches away from his. "What happened yesterday really scared me. All I could think about was the wound and all the scars you have. Where they all came from and how deep they are. Or......you never coming back."
"Baby..." Toji absently refers to you with a sweet name, placing his big hand on top of yours on his cheek. He lets you finish.
"I know you can't guarantee coming back to me unscathed, but I just want you to promise me something: please let me know you'll be okay. When you're gone, I can only hope you make it back home safely. So, just promise to not get yourself killed." A sheepish smile is used to ease the serious tone. "Even if I'm not in your life, I'm sure Tsumiki and Megumi would be pretty upset to not have you around."
Toji scoffs. "Trust me, I'm sure they'd leave me the moment you step out the door." That makes you laugh, and it has the man swooning hearing it. His hand moves to your cheek, and you allow him to stroke it with a thumb. "And I wouldn't blame 'em. Havin' such a beautiful and loving angel slip through my fingers?"
"Toji..."
"I'm sorry for what I said and scarin' you like that. If you aren't here with me, as part of my life and all, then I don't think I can't make a promise like that. You're too good fr' me, and I'm sorry if I didn't seem to appreciate you until now."
And you know he's genuine with his plea, his green eyes gauging your reaction to see if he's worth another chance. All you do is sigh and lift yourself up, wipe his wet bangs from his forehead, and kiss it. "Not the best apology, but I accept it."
He drones, relishing the feeling of your lips on him again. "So, are we cool, kid?"
"Yeah," you peer down at him with a smile, and he does the same. "We're cool. However, if you ever yell at me again, don't be surprised when I pack my bags."
"Oh yeah?" Toji raises a brow. "I'll be careful, then."
"You better." Hushed chuckles are shared to comfort the silence, enjoying the closeness between you two that felt like forever to have again. Just the two of you with you giggling above him and the light from the window cascading an ethereal glow to your features. Your teeth shied behind pretty lips, lips he wanted to kiss.
And you catch him looking. You notice him wanting you, needing you. Just as much as you need him. You slowly lean down to his face, planting your soft lips on his rigid pair.
Toji's surprised by the action for a moment, but he moans into your mouth and pulls you into him closer. The kiss starts off nice and slow yet quickly changes to one filled with passion and desire. Teeth clashing, tongues exchanging, sweet moans paired with aroused groans.
As you two are lost in each other's lips, Toji carefully maneuvers you on your back with him on top of you. Your legs find purchase around his waist as he rocks into your core, rocking your hips together in a steady rhythm by the second.
His hand snakes down to your lower region, fingers brushing past your pajamas and onto your panty-covered vulva. The intrusion has you breaking the kiss with heavy breaths filling the silent, moonlit room. He busses your chin down to your neck as shaky mewls slip out your mouth.
"Haaah, Toji, we shouldn't. It's late—Hmmm..." Your whimpers don't stop him from pulling your pajamas and undergarments off.
"It's okay, sweetheart, lemme make it up to you." He says in-between kisses on your clavicle, pulling up your shirt to reveal your bare chest. His free hand fondles a breast before his mouth goes for the other. "Let Daddy take care of you..."
The sudden combination of his thick fingers intruding between your nether folds and his mouth sucking and licking your sensitive nipple has you whining in bliss, your hand gripping his wet raven hair resulting in a satisfied groan from the older man. Toji missed this — missed you — close to him, under him on this bed.
One finger plays with your wet chasm for a few moments before it's inserted inside. A shriek is let out as your cunt adjusts to the digit. "Mmmph! Oh God, Daddy, your fingers...Ahhh!"
A soft 'pop' leaves from Toji's mouth when pulled back from sucking on your nipple, his tongue lapping around the sensitive nob. "What's that, mama? My fingers feelin' good?" You nod rapidly, but that's not the answer Toji's looking for, so he bites on your nipple gingerly yet hard enough for you to jolt. "Daddy wants your words, angel."
"Yesss, yes, your fingers feel soo good," You mewl to him, and Toji chuckles dangerously low while rewarding you with another digit in your slick-coated hole. His abrupt middle finger joins his forefinger in attacking your velvety walls, and your voice shifts higher in ecstasy.
The sounds of Toji's tongue licking around your nipple coincide with the squelches between his fingers and your gushy slit. Your brain starts to short-circuit.
"Ahh! Ahhh! Daddy, I can feel—I'm gonna," Toji's fingers pick up the pace. You're so close to release, you can feel it.
"Gonna be good and cum on Daddy's fingers, right, baby?"
"Mhmmm, I wanna co—Oh, Jesus, I wanna come. Hoooooh..."
"Then go ahead, princess. Mess 'em up." Toji comes up to kiss your forehead as his fingers go irrationally fast, and a thumb sneaks to press down on your unattended clit. With a choked cry, you spasm and cream on his thick digits. He watches you finish, loving the image of your head pushed back on pillows and your body arching towards him.
He dismisses himself from you once you're done, licking his fingers of your essence and taking off his wifebeater and pants. The image of his free cock has you biting your lower lip in anticipation as you discard your shirt to the bedroom floor as well. When you look at Toji, you notice the bandaged patch on his left side. He sees you glimpsing, quick to ease your concerns. "I'll be fine, darlin'. Won't go too crazy." Looking at his scarred body in a new light, you nod and follow his lead.
Toji carries your legs up to move to the right of his shoulder, situating you two into a mating press. His dick aligns with your glossy cunt. Precum meets slick and lubricates the two sexes pushing into each other. Toji coaxes you. "Too tense, ma. Relax fr' me." You prepare yourself with even breaths, and the man pushes into you with each exhale.
The head of his cock enters, a cry departs from your lips, and Toji hisses with the tightness of your slit. His hips go slow, making sure your walls accommodate every vein and dent of his dick as it ventures deep within you. Hits to your G-spot have you babbling incoherent prayers, gripping the sheets under you.
When his cockhead finally meets your cervix, you sob his name in rapture. Toji smirks, dialing the pace of his thrusts up. "Mmmm, Christ, yr' tight pussy. So fuckin' perfect fr' me."
Every stroke prompts a euphoric moan from you, drool escaping your lips as your mind turns into putty. The noises of his pelvis smacking on your ass feel so wrong to hear, yet you can't help but grip around Toji's girthy length. It gets worse when he presses his entire body weight on you, forcing you to take his cock and abusing your tender cervix with every deep rut.
As for Toji, he's enjoying seeing you writhe and pant under his bow. The corner of your eyes sprinkled with tears, your mouth wailing in euphoric chants, the way your cunt clamps around his dick when he grinds his hips deep onto your come-covered folds. He can never get enough of this, enough of you, driving him so fucking crazy.
"Daddyyy, I'm gonna—Ahhaaaa!!" Toji's now going at an erratic cadence, his cock churning your insides as his heavy balls slapping your folds being the only things you can listen to. Your whines get higher and higher while chasing your climax. "Cu-cumming, I'm gonna cumm—Ohhh!!"
"Hnngh! Oh, shit, fuck, fuck. Me too, kid, me too," Toji groans into your ear. God, his deep voice makes your brain mush. "Oooooh, want me to fill you up, mama?"
Your head nods frantically, tears now staining your face. "Yessss, please, Daddy!! I want it!" Toji hears your pleas and smashes his mouth into yours, moans swapped between lips with tongues daubed in saliva. A hand is moved down to your clit, pinching the spot between Toji's forefinger and thumb. And your pussy tightens around his cock one last time before you peak onto him.
The fluttery spasms of your walls clenching around Toji have him finish in three deep strokes, spurting his seed inside you before he relaxes his heaving body on yours. The kiss breaks with you two huffing and panting, the final moments of your high finally depleting out of your nude bodies.
His green eyes take in your dazed expression, calloused fingers wiping your tears away. "How's that for an apology?"
"You pervy old man," You chuckle to yourself, so out of breath. "You're more of a man of action anyway, so you pulled through. "
"Hehe, I'll take it." He cups your jaw with his big hand, your eyes locked in with his. "I love you so fuckin' much, baby. Sorry for ever making you think otherwise."
You blink once. Twice. Your hands come up to his face, and a finger swipes away black bangs stuck to his sweaty forehead. "I love you too, Toji. I would've left your ass if you weren't."
Toji smiles and leans in to kiss your swollen lips with his scared ones; however, a sharp pain stops him, prompting the big man to yell out. Worried, you try to assess what's wrong. Then you see it: the blood-stained bandage on his left side.
A gasp catches his attention, and Toji turns to what you're gawking at. His body freezes, seeing the trail of blood exit from his reopened wound.
"Ahhhh shit..."
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"Well, well, well," Utahime smirks at you through the screen. "I see you're not on the couch anymore."
You smile sheepishly as you lie on the pillows and headboard of your shared bed. Tsumiki and Megumi huddle beside you, napping blissfully around your presence under Tsumiki's pink blanket.
"Yeah, we made up last night." To avoid disturbing the children, you reply in whispers.
Mei Mei hums. "I see that. I assume you two had a nice talk about it?" You open your mouth, but no words come out. The two women quirk up a brow.
"Oh? I take it that there was more than just talking." Utahime chimes in, her smile going ear to ear while your eyes avoid the screen. "No wonder we didn't see you at work today. The dick so good it saved your relationship, huh?" She laughs at you hushing her up for using crude language while the children sleep. "Well, happy you two figured it out. But don't think I won't come over there and beat his ass the next time I see you on that couch."
"I second that," Mei Mei agrees. "But Uta can do the beatdown; I'm more interested in what he has in his wallet."
"Not much, I'll tell you that." you correct your friend. "I'm the one who takes care of his finances for safe-keeping."
"Well, that makes things easier for me."
The three of you laugh through your devices. Then you hear heavy footsteps drawing closer from the stairs. "Oop, he's back now. I'll talk to you guys later!" You hurriedly wave and kiss your friends goodbye before ending the video call. The bedroom door opens, and there he is.
Toji flashes a quick smile at you before it vanishes once he sees his kids nestled around you. "I was hopin' to get some alone time with you."
You giggle as you brush Tsumik's hair away from her pretty face. "You're back early. Is your wound okay now?"
"Hmph, yeah, thanks to you pushin' me out the way and grabbin' for the first aid kit." Toji pokes fun at you for the event from last night, where you immediately pushed the brawny man off of you and ran for the tools necessary to treat his open injury the moment you saw blood. You chuckle and watch the tall man climb into bed. "Doc said it should fully heal within a week or two. Why the squirts here?"
"They were happy to find me back in the room for a nap, so they joined me and kept me company." Megumi snuggles close to you for warmth, and you pick him up to your chest.
"Well, they're takin' my spot."
"I don't think they care."
Toji pinches your nose for your snarky remark, and you wriggle out of his fingers with quiet chuckles. His hand then cups your face and pulls you to face him, his emerald eyes softly gazing into you.
"You know I love the hell outta you, right?" His deep voice sounds sweet to the ears. You purr into his hand. "And I hope you know I'm the same for you." He nods. You smile.
He hesitates for a split second, but Toji leans close to kiss your tender lips. Only for a tiny hand to come smacking him in the face, halting him from further movement. To the shock of you both, Megumi was back awake, sending a mean look at his father.
Toji groans in annoyance. "What was that for, brat?"
"For making Y/n sad." Megumi keeps his hold on you secure as he and Toji mean-mug each other. Queuing Tsumiki from her slumber, defending you from her father. "Apologize or stay away!" The little girl warns the older man.
You're quick to break up the mini-fight amongst the Fushiguros. "Alright, kids, no need to worry about me. Your dad already apologized to me by promising to take us out for dinner tonight." Childish faces beam in delight while Toji shifts to instant puzzlement. "Now go get ready and put on your shoes!" Tsumiki and Megumi do just that, rushing out of your shared room and to their own.
When you can't hear the pitter-patter of little feet anymore, you feel big strong arms haul you into Toji's embrace, attacking you with tickles. You try to squirm your way out, but it's no use when he uses his body to cage you in. "Who told you to make promises on my name, huh? You tryna be bratty with me, kid?" He grins at your ticklish suffering.
"Then don't you—Oh God, stop!" It's difficult finishing your statement while fighting back laughter and screams. "Don't you ever yell at me again!"
He stops tickling you, thank God. You catch your breath as Toji looks at you under him with a proud smile. "I don't plan on it, sweetie. Now c'mere."
Toji finally has his lips placed on your soft ones, and you happily return the favor by wrapping your arms around his neck to pepper him with delicate kisses. But the romantic atmosphere vanishes when the children come and dogpile on Toji after hearing your ticklish screams, forcing the older Fushiguro off of you to deal with his kids with tickles of their own.
Observing the children laugh and squirm under Toji's merciless fingers, a soft smile adorns your face watching the domestic display before you and thinking how lucky you are to witness such a thing. Well, that's before all three of them turn to you and bring you another ticklish horror.
And despite the torture, your screams and giggles are filled with pure joy and contentment, and you wouldn't have it any other way.
#𝑯𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔: 𝑭𝒊𝒄𝒔#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk smut#jjk x reader#jjk x fem!reader#jjk x y/n#jjk fanfic#jujutsu kaisen toji#toji#toji fushiguro#toji fushiguro x you#toji fushiguro x reader#toji fushiguro smut#toji smut#toji x reader#toji x y/n#toji x female reader#toji fanfic#fushiguro toji#dilf toji#anime smut#finally have this fic out of sight now I can write thirsts!!!!
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noise / simon “ghost” riley
dad!ghost / pairing simon “ghost” riley x wife!reader / wc 504 / warnings none, pure fluff
summery raising a baby is completely different than anything else simon has done. but a new skill she learns leaves him completely surprised.
note this is what I wrote for the result of the poll, it’s not very long, I know. I just had to write this little story, it was too cute to pass up. maybe I’ll add more dad!ghost one-shots in the future.
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The baby smacks against his chest, babbling loudly as he carries her through the house, trying to pass the time as his wife enjoys a moment of solitude in the shower after Simon got home from work.
Having a baby was still such a strange new chapter in Simon’s life, and the seven months since her birth, it had been a wild ride. Between the joys of watching her grow and learn, to the endless nights of her crying and the struggle of Simon learning how to actually be a good father for her. But the moments he got to spend with her alone, when she wasn’t screaming her lungs off, had become a favorite part of his day. Watching her smile, listening to her little laughs, was one of the things that he always looked forward to when he returned home from a long day.
“Oh really? And why’s that?” He chuckles, pretending to understand his infant daughter as she tries to converse with him. Moving through the house, he walks her out into the cool autumn air where their dog ran up to greet them.
“Be careful.” Simon tells her as she turns, leaning against his arms to try and reach the happy, retired military dog, Bandit, who barks up at her. Slowly, he crouches down on level with the canine who continues to enthusiastically bark and paw at them.
“Gentle.” He says to her as she reaches out, taking a fistful of the dog’s fur. “Gentle, lovie. Gentle. Just like that”
Simon takes her tiny little hand in his own, showing her how to pet the dog. Eventually, he drops his hand allowing the baby to reach out on her own autonomy and pat at Bandit’s muzzle.
She makes a noise that startles him, his eyes widening as Simon realizes the baby is attempting to mimic the dog as it yips back at her. It comes out a babbled mess, but there’s no mistaking the imitation and the excited nature of the baby everytime the dog responds back to her.
“There you two are, I was wondering where you’d disappeared to.” His wife steps out onto the patio, a startled look on her face as Simon looks up at her, exasperated. “What’s wrong?”
“She’s barking.”
“What?” She furrows her brow, confused by his statement and folding her arms looking down at him and the baby. “What are you talking about, Simon?”
“Just— listen. Bandit, speak.” He commands the dog, who obliges and barks, quickly followed by the daughter who attempts to bark back, giggling and kicking her feet afterward. “She’s imitating the dog.”
Almost as if to prove his point to her mother, the baby does it again, this time smiling up at her mother while doing it. The two adults just stare down at the baby who’s proud of the new noise she’s managed to make.
“She’s never gonna stop, is she?” Simon finally asks his wife, the realization creeping over him, his face contorting in horror.
“No, she’s not.”
#call of duty#simon ghost riley#call of duty mw2#ghost#simon ghost riley x reader#cod mw22#ghost mw2#fanfic#such a good dad and husband omg#dad!ghost#ghost is a girl dad#ghost is babygirl#simon ghost riley x you#ghost needs a baby#I’ll stand by that until I die
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"keep your eyes on me" (heeseung x fem! reader)
genre: smut word count: 0.5k requested by nonnie ♡
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!
warnings: darcyphilia (tears), overstimulation, pet names (baby, pretty)
a/n: yall were horny in my poll again so it's a smut without a plot just for you babes lmao 💜 i've always felt like smut wasn't my strongest suit but i actually really like this one!!
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The sudden darkness comes upon your vision when your eyes roll into your skull, mind turning hazy as you're being fucked senseless by your boyfriend.
"Hey, hey, none of that now." You faintly hear his voice as if through a wall. Too ruined to do anything at the moment, you let his rough fingers squeeze your cheeks and make you look at him. "Keep your eyes on me."
And you try your best to do so, whining pathetically as your stomach churns at his rasped words. You look at him with your glassy eyes, tears blurring most of your sight but not enough to miss the breathless grin blossoming on his face. There's no better view in the entire world for Heeseung than the one below him. Seeing you in such fucked out state could never grow boring to him – no matter how many times he's seen you like that before, his dick hardens even more as he plunges into you.
At this point, you have no control of any of the desperate noises that leave your mouth, too far gone in the bliss and the sound of his panting. His hands pushes on your thighs even harder, nearly pressing them flat to your chest and making it even harder for you to breathe. Salty pleasured tears are dropping down your cheeks and as much as you think of begging him to give you a moment of break, the ecstasy overpowers and tumbles these thoughts down in an instant.
"Hee, slow down," you whine out, hands weakly pushing on his chest. Your boyfriend pays you no mind though, knowing you well enough to sense that you're far away from being done. Instead, he grabs you by your wrists and pins your hands to the pillow where your head is laying, snapping his hips sharper than before.
"Oh, yeah? Is that what you really want, baby?" He teases, feeling your thighs pressing into his chest even harder as your back arches off the bed. Your mouth is parted but you're too overwhelmed to make any sound. Your swollen lips look too enticing to pass the opportunity to kiss them and when Heeseung pulls away from you, he chuckles shortly. "That's what I thought."
You feel your high approaching with every next thrust of his, strong rhythm of his hips never faltering.
"You close, pretty?" He asks, tongue licking along the curve of your jawline and sending you over the edge before you can muster any sort of an answer.
Your walls clamp around his length tightly as you throw your head back, toes curling with the world-bending climax. You let out a dull gasp, choking on air when Heeseung only grunts lowly and keeps slamming his swollen cock into your overstimulated self. He can feel your legs trembling underneath his body and he smiles at that, not being able to get enough of you.
"Heeseung, I-"
"Give me one more, baby. Can you do that for me?" He mutters lowly, thumb wiping your cheeks as another streak of tears makes it way down your face. And yet you can't help but nod your head. "Good girl."
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Basic Headcanons Of Life With Their S/O
Type of Writing: #8 - Poll Result
Characters: Kazutora Hanemiya, Keisuke Baji, Haruchiyo Sanzu, and Tetta Kisaki
Name: Basic Headcanons Of Life With Their S/O
Original Poll Link: Here
A/N: This isn't my best piece, but I do hope you guys at least kinda like it!
P.S: Kazutora's has slight spoilers for the manga, along with Sanzu's. Btw, these are mainly set in a world where it goes normal, but they're a hint more sane Sanzu and Kisaki
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🐯 Kazutora has major psychological issues, so, when he first got out of Juvenile Detention, you kept your distance from him, knowing if he ever got a hand on you, it wouldn't be the best
🐯 But, you were there for him while he went through his second sentence of Juvie, this one being for the death of Baji
🐯 You went alongside Draken and Takemichi when Kazutora was being held up, and you smiled and nodded to him as he cried. You knew he was trying to express himself and get better now, he couldn't, no, he wouldn't risk losing another person dear to him
🐯 Throughout the ten years he was placed in that building and speaking to professionals, he always awaited your weekly to daily visits
🐯 At the time he was released, you were living in a shared apartment with Chifuyu, who had asked if you were okay with Kazutora coming to stay with you guys for a while
🐯 Of course, you agreed and went with him to pick the now young man from his home of 10 years, and your close friend could tell that you were giddy about seeing your still-in-contact boyfriend
🐯 Kazutora just waited to see Chifuyu's vehicle, and he was quite happy when he saw his old friend, and, when he did see you come outside the opposite side, his eyes swelled up with tears. You actually came!
🐯 You and Chifuyu owned the Pet Store together, and you both welcomed Kazutora with open arms. He was like family after all, and it would be what Baji wanted
🐯 He and you began to grow just as close as you were back in his very youthful days, before the bike store incident and whatnot
🐯 Eventually, Chifuyu began to tease you guys that you treated the animals in the store as your own children. And while that did fluster Kazutora, he couldn't help but wonder; would you be alright with kids? Like when you guys finally settle together?
🐯 And now your chasing Chifuyu with a pissed off cat- oh shit the cat just lunged at him! Y/N!
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⚖️ Baji and you were childhood admirers. And by far this guy was super nervous whenever you even looked at him
⚖️ He loves to bring you around the city on his bike, especially after fights, he does like to flaunt off what he's got all to himself, after all, nobody can be duplicated, and he has the best S/O ever!
⚖️ Baji also adores to mess with you, probably not as much as a certain someone Mikey, but he does love messing with you. From grazing your arm while passing one another to messing your hair up, this guy loves to do it
⚖️ He is also very protective of you, and when I say someone is protective, I mean it
⚖️ Once time for example;
⚖️ You had been spending a lot of time alongside these guys from Toman, and they were brand-new members of the first division. And while he normally is happy to watch you get all giddy around people, he knew there was something up
⚖️ The thing that put it out like a sore thumb was when he was over at your house and he heard your phone ringing, making you groan and ask him to answer it
⚖️ Baji picked up the landline and just casually laid out who's house it was and if the person wanted to leave a message for either you or your family
⚖️ His eyes widened when he heard two chuckles on the other side of the line before hearing the most crude and revolting comments about you, and that was making him BEYOND pissed
⚖️ You were shocked to walk into your main room to see Baji yelling at the people on the other line, saying how disgusting they were and how they were surely going to be punished for such an action attempted on his S/O
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🎭 Sanzu and you had a difficult bond to decipher, so it shocks everyone when they see him walk up behind you and nuzzle into your neck
🎭 He, much like many of the Tokyo Revengers characters, is a very protective person. But he has a whole nother reason for being so protective of you, that being he didn't want you being hurt the same way that he has seen some others be
🎭 For some reason, I can see him being someone obsessed with crime shows and news, so in tole, I can see him watching those shows about people catching pedos (Undercover Underage for example)
🎭 Anyways, being with Sanzu is a roller coaster, especially when it comes to future him
🎭 He has gone through many problems throughout his life, from getting those scars on his mouth to dealing with substance abuse, this guy needs support like no other
🎭 And you were the perfect person to help him there
🎭 You, unlike many, did not just stand by and watch him get worse, instead, you jumped in and began to try helping your dearest with his problems, starting with his personal image of himself
🎭 Despite how many view him, Sanzu does have some issues with how he sees himself. He has a strained relationship with both his sister and brother, yet he somehow has an amazing one with you... how does that make any sense?
🎭 It doesn't. That is until you prompted the duo to actually speak to him about it, it was this action that prompted them to actually grow closer as a family, to be a real family again
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👓 Kisaki always had an eye for one person, Hina... that was, until you came into the picture
👓 You were always there for the male. Helping him calm down when his emotions finally cascaded around him, wrapping him in a web of overthinking
👓 But, every time you actually tried getting to know him, he would push you away. Until you assisted him in creating a plan to gain Hina's attention and break her and Takemichi away
👓 You could tell he was starting to have a mental break, and you weren't just going to stand aside knowing that you could've done something to help your friend. Even if this upset Hanma, it would be worth it
👓 Kisaki was raking his hands through his blonde hair, gritting his teeth while rubbing his temples, throwing his hands in a vicious cycle of brushing, gritting, and rubbing and repeat
👓 Walking behind him, you reached out and laid a cup of his favorite beverage on the table of your home's before lightly touching his shoulder, making him look at you in shock
👓 You smiled gently as he looked in your eyes as you wrapped your arms around his midsection. He couldn't believe it, you were hugging him! Didn't you think he was crazy for being so motivated to break such a happy couple up?
👓 Ever since that day, Kisaki and you somehow seemed closer than ever, closer than Hina and Takemichi seemed to be
👓 Speaking of the infamous time-traveler, he was shocked. This hadn't happened in any different timelines he traveled through. In all of them, Kisaki went mental and killed you. For what reason? He only had two hunches; you knew too much or he didn't want you to see him do anything worse...
👓 But, despite the shock, he'd have to admit, this was exactly what he wanted to happen. He always saw you guys as such a nice duo, it was nice to not worry about what Kisaki would do for once
#Tokyo Revengers#Tokyo Rev#Tokyo Manji Gang#Toman#Tokyo Revengers x Reader#Tokyo Rev x Reader#Tokyo Manji Gang x Reader#Toman x Reader#S/O! Reader#GN! Reader#Kazutora Hanemiya#Kazutora Hanemiya x Reader#Baji Keisuke#Baji Keisuke x Reader#Sanzu Haruchiyo#Sanzu Haruchiyo x Reader#Kisaki Tetta#Kisaki Tetta x Reader
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The winner of the poll is…~
soft!dom deku x sub!fem reader!
I’ll post another poll later tonight to see who’s next… I really thought todobaku was gonna win but I guess not lol!
I’ve decided to include the whole part and not just split the aftercare, just because it’s easier for me AND sometimes the aftercare is too short to put it into its own post.
soft!dom deku x sub!fem reader
cw// dom!/sub! dynamic (izu’s a huge pleasure dom), heavy teasing, praise, oral sex (f! receiving), edging, slight overstim, cum eating, slight subdrop, aftercare
You ask and you shall receive…~
Ever since we were kids, I was hopelessly in love with Izuku Midoriya.
The way he would hug me so tightly, squishing his cheeks against mine.
Even as we got older, the cuddling never ended.
Once we graduated from high school, we started to become distant.
He was always busy.
I watched his saves on the news, biting my nails as I sat on the edge of my seat.
It wasn’t until the night that my apartment complex was attacked that I finally saw him again.
I was barely conscious the first time, but the parts I remember…
He was panicking.
I vaguely remember his panicked voice bouncing around my head… telling me I’d be okay.
That he’d never leave again.
That he loves me.
I woke up in the hospital just a few hours later, Izuku was just outside my hospital room as he talked to some of the staff.
He hurried in once he saw that I was awake, smiling brightly at me as tears pricked his eyes.
“Oh, Y/N… I’m so glad you’re okay..!” He reached out to cup my face in his hands, rubbing my cheeks softly as he looked down at me.
“Izu…”
“Shh… don’t speak… I want to tell you something…”
I looked up at him with soft eyes, my head still in a daze from the attack as I focused on his words.
“I love you… When you were still dazed you… You confessed to me… I want you to know that… I love you too… and I will never leave you alone like that again… I promise…”
I had passed out after that, but he kept his promise to me.
That’s why now, I’m his little housewife.
I cook and I clean, and I take care of our cat, Milo.
I do everything for him.
But not because he forces me to… he tells me, again and again, I never have to lift a finger… that he’d hire maids to take care of it.
But I like doing these things for him, plus I like things to be in a specific order.
I had finally finished rearranging the living area before he got home.
I’m freshly showered, laying comfortably in one of the recliner chairs in only his hoodie and panties as I eat some soup dumplings, his portion still sitting in the steamer to keep them warm.
I hear the locks on the door and sit up, staring at the door as he walks in, kicking off his shoes and setting them beside the others.
“I’m home- oh! Well, hello there, princess…” He walks over with heavy feet, holding my head and kissing my forehead softly, petting my hair.
“How’s my favorite girl doing?” I smile up at him, my cheeks slightly flushed.
“I’m good! Do you like how I reorganized?” He finally takes the chance to inspect the room, furrowing his brows a bit.
“I told you that you shouldn’t reorganize while I’m not here… what if you hurt yourself moving all of this heavy furniture?” I wave my hand.
“Of course I didn’t… Kacchan and Eijiro popped in around lunchtime… I asked them to pick up some more cat food for Milo. So, while they were here, I asked them to move the heavier things.”
Hearing me say his name, our ginger cat, Milo, hops up on my lap, curling onto the soft blanket thrown across my lower body.
“Well, I’m glad for that. How much did they get? How much do I owe them?”
“Kacchan said not to worry about it! Just as long as we promise to cat-sit for him next weekend!”
“But… I work next weekend…” I set my empty plate down on the coffee table, tilting my head as I smile up at him.
“I know, silly. I’ll be watching his cat, don’t you worry!” His eyes soften as he looks down at me, resting his large hand against my head.
“You’re so sweet, baby…” I flush under his gaze.
“So, what did you eat before I got here?” He takes the empty plate from the coffee table.
“Soup dumplings! I know you like the stuff from the convenience stores but… I wanted to try to make them myself! I thought they were yummy, but yours are still in the steamer! I used a different soup for yours!”
He moves towards the steamer and transfers his dumplings onto my used plate, moving back towards me. I picked Milo up and put him on his bed, watching as Izuku sat in the seat I was just in.
He shoves one into his mouth, chewing slowly.
I tug at my fingers, a little nervous about whether he likes them or not.
“Izu..?” He smiles up at me, swallowing the food.
“These are great! I won’t ever need any from the convenience store again!” I smile so hard my cheeks hurt, holding my cheeks as he finishes eating.
He stands and moves so he’s in front of me, leaning down to kiss my cheek.
“Thank you, baby. You’re the best. How about you go to our room?”
“I have to wash your plate…”
“I got it, okay? It’s just one…” I nod and head into our room, undoing the covers a bit so we can both get in.
I find my phone and plug it in, answering a few unanswered texts before turning it off and setting it to the side.
Izuku comes back with nothing but a pair of basketball shorts on, kneading one of his large hands into his shoulder blades.
“Do you… want me to massage your shoulders, Izu..?”
“Oh… no, baby… I’m fine… I actually… wanted to do something for you tonight…” I watch with cautious eyes as he starts to crawl onto the bed, slipping under the covers and moving so he’s on top of me.
“H-huh..? What for..?”
“Hm… dunno… you’re just too cute… I wanna spoil you…” I blush heavily as he leans in, kissing my lips softly.
His kisses become deeper and more passionate, leaving me struggling for air before I pull away.
He doesn’t stop when I do, though, moving his lips to trail wet kisses down my jaw to my neck.
He grabs my wrists to lift me, pulling the hoodie over my head and tossing it onto the floor.
I pout as he does, missing the warmth already.
Soon, that warmth was replaced by his body, him taking the opportunity to suck and nibble on my neck better.
He moves down to nibble and kiss my collarbone gently, reaching with one of his hands to wrap around my throat.
It wasn’t enough to restrict my breathing at all, just laying there to show me that he was the one in control.
As if he isn’t always in control…
He grabs onto one of my breasts with his free hand, latching his lips onto it as he sucks gently, kneading my nipple with his tongue.
By now, I was a panting and whining mess, my panties soaked from my arousal as I rubbed my thighs together for some sort of friction.
He notices my movements and lifts his head to look at me, his pupils blown as he stares at me full of lust.
“Can I lick your pussy, princess..? I’ve been thinking about your sweet juices on my tongue all day…”
If I wasn’t blushing before, I definitely was now.
I felt the heat rise from my pulsing core up my chest and neck to my cheeks, traveling up to my ears.
I nod shyly, opening my legs up for him as he smiles widely, a hint of mischief behind his smile.
“Oh, you’re too kind, baby…” His head disappears under the covers as he runs his fingers up my soaked panties, making my body twitch due to the unexpected touch.
“My, my… is my baby sensitive already..? I should take care of that…” He kisses me through my soaked underwear, teasing it with kitty licks before lifting my hips with his hands and sliding them off.
His face appears from under the covers for a brief moment, watching as he sniffs my soaked panties.
I blush even harder, my thighs starting to tremble from the lewd display in front of me.
He tosses the panties onto the floor before ducking his head under the covers again.
I feel him kiss my inner thighs, teasingly slow as he gets closer to my pussy before switching to the other thigh.
I was trembling with anticipation, my hole clenching around nothing as I whined.
“Shh… be patient… all this teasing will make it feel so good… you’ll be so sensitive from just one orgasm, you won’t be able to handle another one…” He blows on my pussy the slightest bit, and even that was enough to make my whole body jerk.
“See..?” He hooks his arms around my thighs, his grip firm but not painful as he slowly licks up my slit, my body jolting as my head falls back against the pillows, a needy moan leaving my lips as he does it again.
He eats me out agonizingly slow, bringing me to the brink of an orgasm before stopping entirely, leaving me a whining mess.
Tears were streaming down my cheeks by now, the pleasure being too much from the lack of release.
My grip on the sheets was so fierce, that my knuckles were turning white.
“P-Please..!” I manage to sputter out.
He unlatches his lips from my clit, moving so that I could see his face from under the covers.
“Please what, darling? Do you want to cum..?” I nod, sitting up on my elbows to look at him better.
“Y-Yes, please… I-I’m so sensitive… I just wanna cum… Can I cum..? Please..?” His fingers brush against my clit and I jolt, my body still sensitive from being edged three different times.
“Well… since you asked so nicely… I have to give my princess what she wants, right?” I nod eagerly.
“Feels so good, Izu… Wanna cum just for you…” He smiles up at me softly, hiding under the covers again.
I feel no movement for a moment before being completely engulfed in pleasure.
I could feel his tongue buried as deep as it would go, my walls clenching pathetically around it as he swipes his nose against my clit.
The sounds of him lapping up my pussy were my undoing, my body tensing for a moment before I reach my orgasm.
My hips buck up into his mouth involuntarily, my fingers finding their place in his emerald green curls as I tug, riding his face to feel the most pleasure.
My vision was a bit spotty, the pleasure completely clouding my brain as I started to calm down, releasing his hair as I twitched from his continuous licks.
He doesn’t stop until the last of my cum is gone, leaving me twitching with sensitivity as he kisses up my belly.
His face appears from under the covers again, the cutest smile on display as he kisses my belly, keeping eye contact with me.
“You taste so good… thank you for letting me enjoy you…” I could only hum in response, his tongue having fucked me stupid as I drop my head against the pillows.
It takes a few minutes before I come down from my high, realizing that he had moved me to lay on his lap, my back against his chest.
“D-Did you finish..?” He kisses the top of my head, chuckling softly.
“Your moans were enough to make me cum twice, princess… how do you feel..?” I blush, realizing that I forgot he was such a pleasure dom.
“I’m still tingling… it felt really good…”
“Hm… I guess I’ve been neglecting you then… I don’t think you ever came that hard before…”
“It… has been a while… doesn’t help that I’m not allowed to touch myself when you’re not here…” He laughs softly, kissing the top of my head again.
“I’m not changing that rule, by the way. Now, I want you to sleep. And… can I ask you a quick question?” I nod softly, my eyes becoming heavy as I close them, ready to sleep at any second.
“Would you mind if I… woke you up with my tongue..?” The heat rushes to my cheeks again, but it’s not enough to get me to open my eyes.
“I wouldn’t mind… but if I say my safe word…”
“I will stop immediately. You’ve never had to use the safe word and I hope you never will.”
I smile, moving my body so I can hug him, inhaling his scent.
“I love you, Izu… thank you for always being my hero…” I fall asleep shortly after that, not conscious when Izuku kisses the top of my head again, blushing.
“I love you too, Y/N… goodnight…”
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Hi! Thanks for running this blog, I love participating in the polls and seeing how tumblr answers. I was wondering if you would consider queueing polls you’ve posted to repost after their voting time ends. Sometimes for the polls that are specific to a population (e.g. “people with stepparents,”) I want to know how people answer but I don’t want to skew the data with the “not applicable/show results” button. If I knew I’d see the outcome later on, then it’d be easier to skip voting on the first pass. No worries if that doesn’t work for you (I know it would be more work), just thought I’d suggest :) Thank you again!
This is actually a bit of a pet peeve of mine – many other poll blogs reblog each of their own polls (either shortly before the voting period ends, or after it ends so people can see final results), with very valid reasons to do so, but I honestly find it pretty irritating :’)
It puts duplicate posts on followers’ dashboards with no added interactive value, and if you go to scroll through the blog (to find a specific poll, vote on all of the most recent open polls, browse, etc) you end up slogging through infinite duplicates for what feels like no good reason.
No hard feelings toward any of the other hardworking poll bloggers out there, of course– each blogger is right to find the workflow that they like best! But I’m not going to implement that on this blog. Thanks for the feedback!
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Partially making this poll to motivate/remind myself to tidy up a little bit, maybe it'll do the same for some of you!
Sharing this is entirely optional, I don't care about "sample size," but if you vote and reblog, just know that I will be imagining all of us cleaning one big house together as a team + having snacks afterward as a reward for our hard work
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