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deadloverxx · 2 days

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thinking about aventurine, sex with whom was a one night stand at first.

male reader, 18+, mdni, top male reader, alcohol use.

he didn't expect anything more or anything less when getting a little bit too tipsy with you on a night out. you know how this goes - cards, poker chips, a couple of cocktails on your table, and as the night progresses those cocktails turn into a bottle of wine, then of whisky... and before you know it, the chips are abandoned on the table and his credit card pays for a private suite upstairs, and your lips clash in the elevator as you taste the mix of everything you drank and ate tonight on each other's lips.

it's not you specifically, aventurine tells himself as he watches you tear his clothes off, your teeth and hands all over him. he was just feeling lonely, went along with the moment, he tries convincing himself, but you feel just a little bit too good rearranging his insides, moaning in his ear as he left little scratches on your back. and as you kept plunging into him, he couldn't even think or say anything besides "hmm! y/n... fuck, more, more..!"

and when he wakes up with sunlight on his face, and your arms around him, he panics. it was just a drunken mistake, everyone sleeps with their friends sometimes, he thinks, quickly dressing up and searching for his belongings within the mess of the room the two of you made. but when closing the door behind him, aventurine couldn't help but steal a glance at your peacefully sleeping form. downstairs, he paid for you both and ordered you the nicest breakfast in the room, not out of guilt, he tells himself, "just so his hangover is a bit better.."

and yet he finds himself thinking back to the encounter when nights get a little too lonely. he can't help himself but send you a message

"wanna play tonight? all on me."

the loser has to do whatever the winner wants. and the whole time you were both laughing, he clenched his fist under the table, breath barely noticeably hitching. and when you, unsurprisingly, lost the round, it was field day for aventurine.

his purple, charming eyes gaze in yours as he announces his wish, tongue gently running over his lips. "kiss me." voice echoing, trying really hard not to shake as the gambler tries desperately to keep up his facade of dominance, to hide the dreadful fear of rejection. and as your hands find themselves against his waist again, lips, teeth crashing, you mutter: "could've just asked me like a normal guy."

aventurine chuckles, that chuckle suddenly drowning out in a moan as his hands clutch to you in desperation, rubbing up against the hard on in your pants, growing more and more desperate. when you find yourself in his bed this time, he makes sure to treat you better, already prepped beforehand, shaved and waiting for you to fuck him over and over again all night long. cum on his face, body and hands, he can't even go to the shower, because once he does, pulls you in with him and moves on his knees.

this morning he doesn't run away, instead admiring the both of you in the mirror, tracing your handprints and hickeys on his pale body, cock getting hard all over again, just in time for you waking up.

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rodolfoparras · 19 hours

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Say something stupid (like I love you)

Pairing: Male character x Top Male reader

Cw: 18+, non human yandere character, human yandere reader, stalking, obsessing, possessiveness, masturbation, bondage, blood play, spit play, non consensual voyeurism, dubious consent, dom male reader, sub male character

Synopis: After spending so many years looking for the right one for him, he finally finds you or you find him…

When he first met you he hadn’t intended to fall in love, matter of fact he’d long given up on the concept solely because his partners rarely viewed love and relationships in the same way that he did.

Sure they’ve gotten jealous over him but never did they get possessive like he did.

Sure they’ve loved him but never did they get obsessed like he did.

Sure he’d been in committed relationships but never did they allow him to claim them properly.

And because of that he always broke up with them.

It’s love, he tried to explain, the all consuming type that has you tapping into your deepest darkest desires.

His previous lovers didn’t understand it, no one seemed to do, until he met you.

He had observed you through the shadows at first, not wanting to scare you away before he’d even gotten the chance to say hello.

He’d watch you practice in the garden. You were rather skilled with the sword but there were still weak spots in your swordsmanship, windows of opportunity where someone could come and harm you.

From then on he decided that he’d do everything in his power to prevent you from getting hurt, even if that meant secretly watching you from bushes and trees while you practiced with your sword.

He’d sometimes watch you take short walks to town. You didn’t seem to care whether it was day or night, seemingly determined as ever to finish whatever errand you had in mind. But he cared because sure while you knew how to wield a sword, the world you lived in was very unpredictable. You shouldn’t roam around alone so of course he followed wherever you decided to go.

He’d even watch you sleep until dusk turned into dawn through the window you always forget to close. Sometimes you couldn’t fall asleep for whatever reason, so you’d lay in bed, body bare and on full display lazily stroking your dick, grunts and groans tumbling past your lips, as you steadily worked yourself towards your release.

He tried not to look, it would be rather improper of him. He’d instead trail his gaze around your surroundings to make sure no one was watching, no one else but him.

You never noticed him or maybe you did because sometimes you’d throw a look over your shoulder while practicing with your sword as if you could feel someone watching you.

And sometimes you’d take one too many unnecessary trips to town, each time taking a new and unfamiliar path as if wanting to keep him on his toes somehow.

And sometimes while pleasuring yourself, you’d gaze into the open window, right in the spot where he usually hides himself, eyes searching the dark as if you were looking for something or rather someone, as if you were looking for him.

However the most notable thing was that you never seemed to fear him, at least not from what he could see.

There were no goosebumps rising upon your skin whenever you thought someone was watching you at practice, no pulse wildly beating under your skin when he was following you closely, no shaking limbs except for when you inched closer to your release.

He was intrigued.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and soon enough he decided to make himself known.

When he’d stepped out of the shadows and into the light he’d been intrigued with how much more beautiful you were up close but he’d been more intrigued with how familiar you seemed to be with him.

You didn’t lunge him down to the ground, didn’t bring your sword to his throat, didn’t even try to walk away when he came up to you.

Instead you said his name with a soft smile on your face, pronouncing the string of letters as if you were rather familiar with them, as if you were familiar with him. How you’d found that out, he had no idea.

He was used to an air of caution surrounding his conquests, the other party needing some time before they warmed up to him, maybe two or three dates before they allowed him to steal a kiss but there was no need for that with you.

There was no need for it when you were the one to pull him in for a kiss, a yelp of surprise turning into whimpers and whines, steadily licking into his mouth as if trying to erase any trace of previous conquests, sucking on his tongue and biting on his lips as if trying to devour him, before breaking apart, a string of blood and spit connecting you to him

At that point his conquests usually try to run away. They see the wild look in his eyes, the blood smeared around his mouth and run for the hills.

Instead it seems like you’re trying to prevent him from running away, one hand keeping a vice like grip on his throat, thumb pressing down on his Adam apples til his ears ring and world blurs while the other hand blindly fumbles for the cleft of his ass, fingers brushing over his clothed entrance.

He’d never managed to go as far as to get his conquests into bed yet here you were tying his limbs to the bed posters, using a bit of pre to stretch the tight ring of muscles before sinking into his warm wet heat like you owed it, uncaring of the way he winces and hisses as you set a steady pace with your hips, solely focusing on your pleasure.

You keep your gaze glued to his, like he’d done with you for so many weeks, eyes wide and frantic as if someone would steal him away from you, taking in the tears trickling down his cheeks, the way spit is dribbling down his chin, the way his cock is uselessly slaps against his abdomen while you frantically thrust into him.

And when he thought it was time to leave, feeling absolutely spent and wrung dry, nothing but pathetic spurts of cum spilling from his cock,you had stopped him before he could even get up.

This time you lunged at him, still naked as ever, your hard cock pressing against his thigh while pushing the sharp blade of a knife up against his jugglar.

Right then and there he knew that he loved you

and he knew that you loved him too.

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queer-n-here · 3 days

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brat taming chuuya when omg

hes literally begging for it with those SLUTTY ASS HIPS

djjchdjx

HE WANTS ME TO FUCK HIM BRO

-🦅

Mm-hmm, I agree with that one. He wants me to fuck him.

(Also, warning: The following content contains highly fatal visual depictions. Not for the weak of heart.)

This one's short by the way, hope y'all still like it.

Contents: Uhm... Chuuya Nakahara and the Unholy Fanart

Warnings: Smut, top male reader, biting, marking, overstimulation, gets a lil bit dubcon, nipple play.

[The fanart below is not mine, credits to the owner]

Fuck... Do you see it?

Do you see that gaze, leveled steadily to yours?

Chuuya knows what he wants, and he knows how to get it, that cheeky little slut, practically begging you to manhandle him against your bed till he can't breathe without your hands on him anymore.

And you're not one to deny him what he wants, are you?

So press him into that very fucking mattress, face down and ass up as he is, and pound into him, the loud ah-ah-ahs that spill from his mouth straight out of a porn vid.

Fuck Chuuya so hard you know he can't think of anything but the feeling of your tip against his walls. Fuck him so hard the only thing he can feel is your cock rearranging his insides.

Lean forwards and bite down on his shoulder, leave behind vivid marks on that skin of his, and he'll only tremble and moan and pant under you, hands clutching the pillow beneath him.

Or turn him around, pin his pale wrists to the bed and bully his sweet spot with your cock, abuse his nipples with your mouth. Leave marks everywhere on his body, so the next time he looks into the mirror he sees someone you own.

After some time, he'll start to get tired, his weak body trembling as you rip another orgasm from him. He'll regret it a little then, panting and huffing and trying his best to form words so that he can beg you to let him have a break. At the end of the day, it's all useless. Pay him no heed, hold his thighs apart and fuck him again and again, and again, till the only thing he can see and hear is you, the only thing he can feel is your cock, and the only thing he can smell is sex.

Grab his slutty waist, the one he was enticing you with, and pull him back every time he tries to pull away. Grip as hard as you like, leave the imprints of your fingers on him, he'll love every second of it even through his fatigue. Pull on his hair, and he'll whimper like a bitch in heat, face stained with tears at the constant abuse.

Chuuya's one slutty whore, but you know full well how to satiate him.

#dom male reader #top male reader #bungou stray dogs #dom reader #sub bsd #sub bsd x you #bsd x you #sub bungou stray dog x you #sub bungou stray dogs #sub character #sub character x you #sub chuuya x you #sub chuuya

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kunazz · 3 days

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playing w re2 Leon’s pussy until he squirts every where is all I dream for.

#top male reader #male reader #male y/n #x top male reader #x male reader #leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy x male reader #leon s kennedy #ftm!leon #leon smut #trans character #re2 #re2 remake

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tra1nchi · 20 hours

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Thank you for feeding us with your work

I'm going to give you a big sloppy kiss

ヽ(●´ε｀●)ノ

Reader fucking his boss for a raise??ヽ(´∀｀●)

- anon 💞

Ur sweet,,MINORS DNI!! top male reader,,Cheating,, older man boss,, I'm so sleepy,,

Getting into your job was very easy,,your boss was friendly enough in your interview!! He was clearly an older man with a ring wrapped around his finger and plenty of pictures of his wife and kids around his office!!

But getting a raise was tricky,, after being in your job for quite some time you started to see your boss's true colours,, he was a money hungry and lazy man,, not bothering to give raises and always finding something to complain about in your work!!

You had enough of it so one day after dark,,he had kept you back after failing to hand in an assignment in time!! It was the perfect plan in your mind!!

Sneaking into his office,,he was unassuming only glancing up with a short nos as he looked back towards his computer with a bored and tired expression

"Hey! Stop that!" He grunts out as you shoved him over his own desk,, looking back at you with a glare as you unbutton his shirt!! His cheeks flushing red as he feels you start to fondle his pecs!!

"This..isn't right!" He squeals out as he feels your cock moving in and out of him, gripping tightly onto his desk as he tries not to stare at the pictures of his wife!!

Feeling himself growing closer to orgasm as his eyes start to unfocus,,his cock twitching against his tummy,,crying out. "Fine! You can have a raise just please!" His own voice gets cut off as he splatters cum all over his desk!! >□<

#{anon asks}#top male reader #{top male reader}#{h4rny ask}#{💞}#x top male reader #dom male reader #x dom male reader

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represent-and-free · 7 hours

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#top male reader #actuallyautistic #noel fielding #spidersona #gay butt #halloween ends #isteri orang #faggot sissy #ai artwork #tumblr memes #classic

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response-to-nature-by · 2 days

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#top male reader #sakura #tilda swinton #noel fielding #spidersona #dakota james #gothic lolita #scott mccall #social media #faggot sissy #ai artwork #national park #asian american #classic

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eye-hard-your · 2 days

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#ramadan #kinnporsche #pusheen #top male reader #owl #actuallyautistic #tilda swinton #noel fielding #top surgery #skating #the infernal devices #dakota james #gothic lolita #genosai #scott mccall

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wrioluvr · 5 months

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『dumbass.』 slutty sub yandere x gentle himbo darling, male yandere x amab reader. pt 2

sub! yandere who likes to take advantage of your kind nature to fish for compliments. he would degrade himself in front of you, acting all self-loathing to get your attention. nothing compares to the rush he gets as you rush to comfort him, trying your best to make him feel better.

sub! yandere who gets so jealous when you're nice to anyone but him. true, that's one of the things he loves about you, but why do you have to be friendly to everyone? they're all sluts anyway, who only like you for your looks. he can't really be talking when he snuck a photo of your cock and had a dildo custom made to your size, thrusting it in and out of his tight hole whenever he's feeling especially lonely.

sub! yandere whose biggest fantasy is you fucking and spanking him until he can't walk. come to think of it, he's never really seen you angry, like ever. the idea of you upset with him is both terrifying and exciting, he doesn't want you to hate him, but also the thought of you hatefucking him is so... it's enough to make him feral. he's sure you have to have some pent up energy somewhere, he would gladly offer his body for you to abuse. he knows you would never ever consider hurting him, but one can dream, right?

"come onnn. let me give you head." he pleads, clinging onto your arm like it's a lifeline. his eyes prick with tears. much to his surprise, you're the one who gets on your knees, kneeling in front of him. "wait, what are you doing? i don't need you to please me first...." he starts to protest frantically, waving his hands about. "i thought you wanted to give me head? like...headpats?" "no, silly. head means i wanna suck your dick." "oh!" "speaking of headpats, can you pull my hair while i suck you off? like really hard, please." "i don't wanna hurt you, though-" "how many times do i have to say, you could literally murder me, and i would thank you." "...i don't think that's possible." "i'll find a way. so what i'm saying is, be as rough as you want. please." he gags on your length, relishing the feeling of it stretching the slick walls of his throat. no matter how many times he's done this, you always worry he'll hurt himself. "hey...you're okay, right?" you ask worriedly, stroking his hair. he responds by making eye contact with you, swirling his tongue around the tip of the head, eliciting a rather passionate response from you. "fuck, i'm gonna-" involuntarily, you grip his hair tighter and let out a load into his mouth. he came in his pants, too, from you merely tugging his hair a little forcefully. soft pants fill the room. this would be the perfect opportunity for them to degrade me right now, he thinks to himself. but you don't. instead, you take a tissue and dabble at the cum dripping down his chin, making sure to clean him up. he loves you and would never overstep your boundaries.... he just wishes you were a little meaner.

#sub yandere #top male reader #dom male reader #yandere x male reader #male reader #yandere drabbles #yandere x reader

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alhaithamtit · 3 months

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cw: premature ejaculation, sextoys, dom!gn!reader

IMAGINE

fucking a virgin guy with a fleshlight. watching him sob and writhe underneath you as the tightness of the toy makes him cum in three pathetic thrusts. don't stop. use it on him until all that comes out of him are pathetic whimpers and moans. watch as he falls apart, his balls empty and orgasms dry.

gepard landau, dr. ratio, leviathan (obey me!), alhaitham, diluc ragnvindr, neuvillette

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queer-n-here · 14 hours

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Omg imagine Chuuya using his ability to ride you harder

Oh my fucking god, what writer's block?

This just blew me away for no reason at all, bro what?

Contents: Chuuya using his ability while riding you.

Warnings: Smut, top male reader, biting, marking, riding, daddy kink.

Chuuya was far from satiated.

He had been riding you for a while now, back dripping sweat as he grinded down on your cock for the nth time, breath uneven and sped up, eyes filled with tears that had not yet fallen.

His naked body was moving in a way so slutty you had to grip his waist and leave marks on his skin to remind yourself that he was real, here, and not a dream.

His dishevelled hair stuck to his sweat-covered forehead, his lips chapped and bloody from your rough kisses and his own teeth. There were bite marks all over his neck, chest, torso; you hadn't left a single inch of his pale skin untouched.

You were sitting back against the headboard of your shared bed, Chuuya in your lap as he bounced wildly on your cock, loud ah-ah-ahs echoing around the room as sounds of skin slapping skin almost drowned them out. His fingers were gripping onto your shoulders for balance, gripping so hard you knew he'd drawn blood with his blunt nails without needing to look.

But it wasn't enough, wasn't enough, just WASN'T.

Chuuya suddenly glowed black, his trembling thighs outlined by the glow that seemed to come from every inch of his skin. You felt the weight on your thighs increase suddenly, and he sunk down so low on your dick that even your balls were embedded into him.

"Fuck, Chuuya," You gasped, fingers digging even deeper into his skin as he grinded down on your cock again, using his ability to take you even further.

"Ngh!" Finally, your tip hit that spot that you could find so easily in him.

Ecstatic, he did it again, hips eager and wanting, eyes finally dripping tears. He cried out as he sped up, his movements somehow even wilder, the only thoughts in his head ways on how to chase that pleasure.

"F-fuck yeah," Chuuya gasped, jaw loose. "Ah, feels so good, [Name]!"

You hardly had the breath in your to speak, what with him going to town on your cock like it was his last day on earth, clenching so hard around your cock you saw stars.

"Such a little slut, Chuuya," You managed to say somehow. "Using your ability like this, heh, who would have thought? You like it that much?"

And he nodded in response, eyes glazed over. "Daddy's little slut. Only yours."

Your eyes widened, and then you chuckled, pulling Chuuya close and letting him bury his head into the crook of your neck as he continued assaulting your cock. You knew full well he would rather admit to being short than repeat his words once he could think again, but the moment was raw, and so you decided to push him a little more.

"Daddy's slut, huh?" You murmured into his ears, your hips rising to meet his half-way through. "Such a good slut, taking all of my cock so well. You sure know how to please daddy, don't you, Chuuya?"

He nodded, arms wrapped around you so tight it was as if he was afraid you'd leave without cumming in him.

He was trembling all over now, and even with the assistance of his ability, his movements had gotten sloppier. You knew he was close, so you reached forwards, grabbed the hair at the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss.

When he came, ropes of come shooting out of his dick, he collapsed almost immediately against your chest, panting. You kept going, thrusting up into him for your own orgasm, and he let you.

Once you'd painted his walls white, you slowed down to a stop.

Chuuya refused to get off of you, so you let him lay on you, cock still buried deep into him, even though his ability had withdrawn.

A moment passed, and you let him catch his breath.

You planted chaste kisses all over his face, making him smile softly, eyes closed. There was a big mess where you two met that you knew you had to take care of, so you carried him to the bathtub. Even when you sat down in the water, holding Chuuya in your lap, he hadn't let you pull out of him.

For a while, there was a comfortable silence.

Then, "So... Daddy, huh?"

As you burst into laughter, Chuuya smacked your shoulder weakly, ears red with a mixture of anger and embarrassment.

"Fuck off," He mumbled, burying his head deeper into your shoulder.

"On a more serious note, though," Your smirk faded into a soft smile, and you peeled him off of you just enough to look him in the face. "If you're into that just tell me, hmm? I don't mind."

Your voice was so quiet, and your expression so gentle that even Chuuya couldn't bring himself to deny it. Yes, he was into it. And yes, he was very, very embarrassed about it.

So he said nothing, choosing to return to the crook of your neck instead, and you let him. It was a silent conformation, the best you could get out of him.

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kunazz · 3 days

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I need Leon to sit on my face untill he's so overstimulated he squirts and gets embarrassed bc he's never done it before <3 and then I need to thigh fuck him ohlord I know those thighs are soft and plump for my cock :))))

Poor guy is so inexperienced and overstimulated. Whenever your cock rubs between his pussy lips he’s already shaking and whining for more.

#kunazz asks #cutie anon #male reader #male y/n #top male reader #x male reader #x top male reader #leon kennedy x male reader #leon kennedy imagine #leon smut #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy

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shuosen · 5 months

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gojo satoru x top! amab! reader

cw: slight degradation, hair pulling, blowjob (r), slight choking, slapping if you squint, overstim?, stomach bulge

there was a very, very thin line between lust and fear that many don’t realize they’ve traveled. they stand to wonder if the shivers that wrack their body are from desire, or terror. Gojo Satoru, is not afraid of anything. he is the strongest, he knows he is the strongest. his confidence and strength has gotten him to where he is today- where is he?

he wants to say he’s currently wooing a woman, that he’s in a fight, and of course winning, but he cant. he cant say he’s out doing badass shit- hell, he can’t say anything at all. not with your cock stuffed down his throat, pulsing veins pressing against his flat tongue that struggles to maneuver across the girth of your member.

his large, strong hands shake helplessly in the air before he lays them on his thighs, gripping the familiar texture of his uniform. his eyes twitch before shutting tight, attempting to keep the tears in his eyes from falling, because gojo satoru does not cry.

he’s struggling to keep it together and you chuckle with as much amusement as one can manage, watching him flinch when the tight hand in his hair tugs harder. he wonders if this is what fear feels like, because surely this powerful feeling dwelling in his stomach and producing full body reactions is not lust. surely he is not lusting this hard for his colleague, and his friend.

your predatory eyes glaze over as he chokes on your cock, and you grip his hair at his scalp, thrusting into his throat and you’re sure you’ve successfully made any and all thoughts flee from his mind.

“you liking this, baby? hm? does my cock in your throat feel good?”

the only response you get are gurgles and useless whines as your cock and his spit clog his mouth, and you just have to grin at your hard work, finding pride in reducing ‘the strongest’ to a whore and a hole.

“thas’ right.. hu- fuck.” you mumble, rolling your hips into his mouth, listening as he chokes and gags each time your head presses into the back of his throat. It’s sloppy, he doesn’t know how to use his mouth for this kind of thing, but his throat closes around you with every gag and every sob he lets out, and he’s making you feel good even with no experience. you just think he is so pretty like this, face all red and messy, but you’re also sure he’ll be even prettier once you stretch him out and fill him up, and you know his noises will be music to your ears when you’re finally able to fuck him, so you pull out, taking advantage of his dazed state, listening to him sputter as you slap your cockhead on his lips.

“get up.” you order, grabbing his arm and aiding him to his feet, before shoving his face into the bed you were previously sitting on, listening as he gasps a deep breath. you waste no time grabbing both of his wrists with one hand while the other yanks his pants and underwear down to his thighs. the sudden movement makes him twitch in surprise, his fingers curling into his palms, a noise between a gasp and a groan leaving his lips as you manhandle his hips, moving him to your liking freely.

“shit, wait!” gojo stumbles over his words, trying to push his hips down and away from your hands, the snap sound of the lube cap somewhat ominous to his muddled brain.

“what?” you ask, bending yourself over his back, resting your chin against his shoulder and letting go of his wrists in favor of pulling his chin up from the bedsheets. “you want me to stop?”

he freezes at the question, something akin to a sob falling from his lips, because he didnt expect you to ask that and he sure as hell doesnt have an answer. if he says no, would that be stripping him of his pride? he’s a man with much dignity and little femininity. if he say’s no, he’s allowing himself to be fucked, which means he can no longer deny the lust and the longing for you, for your cock, but if he says yes, you’ll leave him here- his own member dripping and lonely, your burning touch fading from his body- and with a broken whine, he comes to the conclusion that the former is the better choice, letting himself go slack in your hold.

“no..”

“good boy.” you grin, and he flinches at the cold temperature of the lube pouring onto his hole.

it’s been hours- gojo thinks. hours since you first began prepping him, fingers sinking into his tight hole, stretching it beyond what he thought it could be, hours since you first sank into him, hours since your cock first grazed his prostate, and hours since his descent into becoming a brain dead cock whore began.

“A-auhhg! f-fuck! fuck!” He cries, his noises so loud that they almost drown out the slap of your hips against his ass and thighs, the reddening of them just one aspect of proof of how long you’ve been rutting into him. you wanted to be slow with him, treat him nicely and slowly unfold him beneath you, but these noises, seeing your cock disappear everytime you sink in, and the way his back arches was too good to resist.

you fucked into him harshly and deeply, your red, burning cock bruising his sweet spot with every sharp piston of your hips into his sloppy hole. he’s completely given up trying to save his image, the way he cries and moans and kicks as you take him is clear of that. he no longer cares about anything but you ruining his pretty, puffy hole.

the pace of your hips is so fast, and so rough that he cant register the difference between your thrusts in and your slides out, and he cant do anything but scream, his noises a mix of words, letters, and maybe your name.

through your own groans and puffs of air, you chuckle, something that sounds demeaning to his ears and he shrivels, a loud “n-no!” echoing through the small room, but neither of you know what he’s addressing.

“what’s wrong?” you huff, adjusting your grip on his waist, and leaning forward for a new angle. “HCK- Sh- Ughk!” he chokes, stuffing his face forward into the sheets and you click your tongue, moving your hand around, and pulling him up along with you by his neck, your fingertips squeezing the sides.

“i asked you a question, toru. you too fucked out to answer me properly?”

his breathing is heavy and labored and you laugh at his pathetic state once again. “whatever,” you mumble, letting go of his neck, allowing his upper body to fall onto the bed. “jus’ means im doin’ a good job.”

you grin, pressing a hand down on his back harshly, forcing an arch as you continue to rut into his sloppy hole. gojo yelps under you, his milky thighs shaking with the effort of holding his hips up, his hands gripping onto the sheets beside his head as if they’ll run away. you’re sure he’s cum multiple times untouched now, but every man wants pleasure on his dick, and maybe it was an act of mercy, or maybe it was just your evil mind, but you reached under him, squeezing his cock in your hold, beginning to jerk him off.

at the first feathery touch of your hand, gojo screamed, jolting forward, his legs kicking upwards, desperate hands trying to push yours away from his sensitive, leaking dick as you pound into his hole and jerk him off at the same time. “s-no! shit! cant!”

“you can.” your sentence is punctuated by a slap on his ass and his whole body jumps, his shoulders shaking as he curls into himself, and he looks small.

your thumb rubs over his tip continuously, and his hips buck so harshly your forced to let go, and your hand brushes over his stomach, feeling something that makes your hips stutter, almost pausing in their ministrations.

“fuh-fuck.. ‘toru, no way.” you laugh, bringing him up so his back is flush with your chest and you peer over his shoulder, delivering one deep, harsh thrust into him, confirming the cock bulge in his defined stomach.

a groan erupts from your throat, and theres no time wasted before your pressing him into the bed with your back and your hips, fucking his hole again, but this time- your sly hands rub his stomach, before pressing down with force, right where your cock is, and gojo squeals, his voice high pitched, desperate and messy like a common street whores.

the sound tips you over, your pace slowing, and gojo, as spent as he is, breathes a sigh of relief, taking deep breathes in, before pressing his hand against your abdomen, trying to push your cock out.

“oh? we aren’t done so soon..”

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l1tw1ck · 3 months

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stumbling into a cave coincidentally on the day the local beast is in heat...