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CW: au!choso x blackfem!reader, pet names, rough sex, p in v, bondage, sadism, masochism, rough oral sex (m! receiving), spitting, asphyxiation… butt play... choso’s a fucking bully… all in all, this is a pretty rough smut fic... if you aren't into BDSM this isn't for you. (if i missed anything, sawry i suck at warnings 😭)MDNI 18+!!<3

synopsis: you & choso have been together for 2 years. he's been nothing short of sweet, caring, & attentive to you...even in bed. & while it is going great, there's a part of you craving something more... and little do you know, so is he.

𝑠𝑎·𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑚 /ˈ𝑠𝑎ˌ𝑑𝑖𝑧ə𝑚/ 𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛; 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒, 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑠𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠.

𝑚𝑎𝑠·𝑜𝑐ℎ·𝑖𝑠𝑚 /ˈ𝑚𝑎𝑧əˌ𝑘𝑖𝑧ə𝑚/ 𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛; 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒, 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑛𝑒'𝑠 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛.

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ꨄ .. dorsí's notes: hey y'all! i rewrote and updated this fic because i HATED the way i wrote it the first time. i’ve grown so much as a writer and this particular piece has been on my mind for months now and i don’t think i’ll be able to move on until i fixed it LMAOOO. biggggg shouts out to my bby valentine for beta reading this for me… LOVE U LONG TIME! so without further ado– this fic is based off this choso.

❤︎ song inspiration; Change (In the House of Flies)- Deftones

Rain heavily patters against the pavement outside along with distant lightning & thunder every so often as you and Choso lay on his bed scrolling mindlessly through your phones. As the two of you comfortably exist in each other’s silence, you occasionally steal small glances of the shirtless divine being you get to call your boyfriend, your heart swelling at the sight of him. While your hands are occupied, your mind begins to drift off into a reminiscence about your 2-year long relationship with Choso. Overall, you feel pretty content with where you two are at... for the most part. Well, there's this... thing that keeps you from being fully 100% satisfied. To be honest, whenever you're in any relationship, you're never truly 100% content within it... a part of you always hungry for... more. You know for a fact that it's not Choso at all. I mean, contrary to his looks, he is actually an extremely sweet & caring man... honestly, the best boyfriend you've ever had. But that didn't stop you from having this... need. This... itch.

It's an itch you felt with all your partners. A filthy, clit-throbbing itch that you needed scratched, badly. And what sucks is, you know exactly what you need, but your fear of rejection leaves you and your aching cunt discontented. So, instead, you settle for vivid daydreams of wondering what it would be like if he lost all his manners in the bedroom... fucked you through the mattress like you so badly wanted. Not that Choso was a bad lay or anything, oh absolutely not! The issue at hand is you & this primal hunger to be completely dominated in the bedroom. You often seen it on the twitter videos you watched when you were alone— how sexy you thought it looked to be submissive. How insanely arousing the dominates looked while completely wrecking their subs. Those videos got you off better than any other ones. But in real life? You'd just settle for slightly rough sex... everything pretty vanilla. Physically, you never gotten into the world of BDSM, but, that doesn’t mean you weren’t curious nor educated about it. The more you exposed yourself to it, the harsher the craving ache to feel completely obliterated and overstimulated in the best ways possible became— just like those filthy little videos you'd rub your sensitive bud to. Curiosity often lived in your mind, questioning what would happen if you did voice your deepest, darkest desires...

"What'chu thinkin' 'bout, mama?" Choso's deep, rich voice abruptly yanks you back to reality, immediately halting your filthy thoughts as you slightly jump at his interruption.

His soft brown irises sweep over your voluptuous body, noticing how your legs are now slightly contorted. Nervously, you move your attention onto your now black phone screen before you slightly glance over to him just for your eyes to immediately meet his... fuck. Now or never, right?

Releasing a heavy sigh, you pushed yourself into an upright position on the bed, grounding yourself with a deep breath before crossing your arms over your chest and looking over at him, the action unintentionally pushing your bare tits up more in the thin "Hello Kitty" camisole, causing his dick to slightly stir at the sight.

"Cho...,” you began, "I-I want you to fuck me..." you confess, voice slightly trailing off at the end.

Faintly knitting his eyebrows together and tilting his head to the side, "Is there something going on that you would like to tell me about? You never act like this when you want to fuck..."

You could feel your stomach twisting up into a knot & anxiety bubbling up in your throat, but you still stood your ground. It was time to satisfy this craving, "Well, I-... I just want you to really fuck me..."

"Baby, what's going on? Talk to me... you're acting strange," he turned onto his side to prop his head up on his hand, giving you his full attention as he waits for you to continue to speak.

"it's just... I feel as if I want something more.."

"More..." He presses, tone nudging on impatient.

You uncross your arms from over your chest before pulling your attention from him to your fresh set of nails as you shyly speak.

“... I dunno... Rough?”

A glint of amusement flashes in his eyes as he raises his eyebrows while nodding his head in understanding. Darkness begins to consumes his irises, hunger feasible as he begins to speak again.

With a slight curling of his lips, his suddenly dark toned voice taunts, "Oh??? Go on, tell me more." You see, Choso already knew you wanted more. Oh yeah, he could tell every time he got even a little rough—how you would clench around his cock. How every time he spanked your ass, your pussy grew impossibly wetter. He knew his little angel desired more, but he was a patient man— never even considered pushing the subject until you brought up.

“Well,” you look over into his direction, "you ever heard of BDSM?" The moment the question leaves your mouth, your heart begins to pound against your ribcage, chest tightening as anxiety threatens to make a full on appearance.

Choso just keeps the same expression and nods his head, clearly interested in what you have to say.

“I-..." you trail off, your words getting caught in your throat.

"Angel, just speak. I'm not here to judge you," his words quickly soothes you although his heart is also banging in his chest. But no, not out of nerves, this is pure excitement. Finally, you are right where he wants needs you.

"I want to try it, Cho. I want to try being a submissive."

All he does is begin to chuckle while shaking his head after you finished your confession to him. A sharp twinge of regret instantly rises in your chest, but before it can settle, the chortling stops and he deeply drawls, “Do you know how long I've been waiting for you to finally come to me about this?”

A deafening silence falls over the room, confusion palpable.

"What are you talking about, Kamo?"

Ahh, you're serious. You only use his last name when you're upset and serious. But, Choso didn't mean to offend you when you were being vulnerable. He just found it cute how nervous you were.

He says nothing as he nods his head once before pushing himself up off his side of the bed & walks over to now stand right above you. His eyes slightly narrow, piercing into your curious ones until your eyes trail away to take in his slightly disheveled appearance—mussed hair as it flows ever so slightly past his shoulders. His broad, built frame towering over you in the most intimidating way. His domineering demeanor is almost enough to make you cower... if you didn't find it so damn sexy. The ridges of his abdominal muscles softly contracting with every heavy breath he takes. Your eyes glide down his inked-up torso before landing on his exposed v-line, gray sweatpants hanging off it and that delicious happy trail disappearing into them.

He then extends his hand out toward you, “Come with me, baby.”

You squint your eyes at him suspiciously, tilting your head to the side in confusion as you take notice that his whole demeanor now has an almost sinister appearance to it. Your nerves twists your stomach up into a ball, but you chose to ignore it. I mean, cmon! It's Choso, not some random stranger! You hesitantly place your hand in his, allowing him to guide you wherever he wants. Oh, this is a dream come true.

Cho leads you out of his room and down the stairs until he reaches the door of the basement with you following behind him observantly. Suddenly, he stops to turn & look down at you, expression mimicking one of a predator ready to devour its prey.

With a sadistic smirk plastered across his lips, he inquires, “Remember how I told you not to go down in my basement because it’s my... personal area?”

You slowly nod your head, confusion now etched upon your face as you two are standing in front of the basement door. Suddenly, four words that you never thought you’d hear left his mouth—

“… What’s your safe word?”

Goosebumps prickle throughout your whole anatomy as your mind races to produce a good word to use. Your heart now slamming against your ribcage again as your body temperature begins to rise. With the hitch of your breath, you finally settle on the word ‘peaches’.

All he does in response is nod his head before turning back around towards the basement door. He leans down and quickly types in a code into the electric keypad, the door clicking open after he does so.

A gentle but glacial breeze suddenly brushes past both your awaiting figures as he swings the door wider. You look down the dimly lit staircase, fear immediately settling into the pit of your stomach as you see nothing but darkness past the end of the stairs.

“This is it.” you quietly mutter, “My boyfriend is about to fucking kill me…”

From behind you, he releases a dark chuckle while shaking his head before looming over you and commanding, “Go down the stairs now…”

Your body slightly tenses up at how cold his tone of voice, and yet, arousal starts to creep through your core, the fear in the depths of your stomach coiling around. You simply comply, slowly making your way down the stairs. Choso’s strong footsteps are directly behind you as you descend the staircase together. His eyes trained on your luscious ass, watching every jiggle with each step you take. Once you reach the bottom of the stairs, you're swallowed in darkness and silence. Panicking, you start to blindly look around the spacious & eerie room, the momentary senses deprivation immediately activating your fight or flight. Just when you were about to scream, Choso flips the light on. Your initial fear replaced with shock as the deep red light illuminates the room, bringing the erotic display before you to life.

Your eyes rapidly scan your surroundings as you take it all in— A king-sized bed adorned with crimson silk sheets sitting in the middle of the room, the metal black bed frame clearly one meant for BDSM as you note all the different restraint posts on it and at the foot of the bed sits a large Kama Sutra chair. Bringing your attention up to the walls, you see a plethora of vibrators, restraints, and various sex toys while on another wall hung floggers, paddles, and riding crops. Towards the front of the room, you see an “X” cross, hoisted up onto a stage-like platform with a metal bar cage right behind it.

Right as you finally find the words to say, they get caught in your throat as your body tenses up, feeling him directly behind you— close and observant. He snakes his arms around your body before cupping both of your breasts into his large hands, gently massaging them through the thin material as he pulls you back flush into his front. Your nipples immediately pebble under his touch, earning a small chuckle from him.

“In this room, you will refer to me as Sir,” he lowly begins, breathing right upon the shell of your ear, “You will do what I say, when I say, how I say because you are my submissive, yeah?”

“Yes.”

Disapproving of your answer, Choso swiftly halts his soothing movements upon your sensitive flesh before swiftly snatching the material of your top down, exposing your brown breast to the cool air before clamping your right nipple harshly between the rough pads of his fingers, the quick action drawing out a loud exclamation of pain from you.

“Yes, what?”

The new found sensation causes your brain to short circuit because just as much as that hurt you, it simultaneously caused a bit of slick to ooze from between your swollen folds into the seat of your panties.

“Mmf- y-yes, Sir.”

“Good girl,” He lewdly purrs into your ear, softly planting rewarding kisses among the shell of it as he removes his hands from your warm body.

“Strip down and get on your knees.”

Your mind is consumed with so many different thoughts as you begin to strip the thin pieces of clothing from your body. While you abide by Cho’s command, just like the good little submissive you know you can be, he makes his way to the wall with the paddles on it. He grabs a specially made one with a big heart carved out at the end and his initials carved out right above it, observing it with a sinister curl of his lips. The dominant quickly gathers a couple more things from the walls, setting them on the bed before making his way back towards you, eyes trailing down your naked form in the kneeling position.

“You are already such a good fucking girl f’me,” he praises as he begins to circle around your awaiting body. You just sit there silently on display, hands with your palms facing down against the surface of your thighs as you await the next step. Choso stops behind you and gathers up your small waist-length knotless braids into a ponytail in his hand before twisting them into a bun at the top of your head, securly tucking the ends under the bun. He moves back to in front of you, peering down upon you with a look of pure lust and approval.

“Go to the bed.”

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Rock music lowly play in the background as Cho stands nakedly in front of you a few inches away from the foot of the bed as he admires your current position.

“This is what you wanted so you will take everything I give you and you will fucking love it, yes?” Choso’s tone is especially harsh as he speaks to you. You nod your head as that is the only body part that that you can move since you are now completely restrained with a red jute rope. Your body is in a bowing position as you lay face down on the bed, your arms bound together behind your back in a shabari style while your ankles are restrained to the two posts at the top of the bed, your bare ass and saturated pussy completely exposed. You wanted him so bad, it fucking hurt. Suddenly, a harsh stinging sensation spreads across your left asscheek as he harshly connects the customized paddle onto your plush flesh. A small whimper escapes your lips as slick seeps from your heated pussy, down your inner thigh. The paddle leaves red welts on your brown skin that begin to form into the shape of the engravings from the paddle.

“Use your words, slut.”

“Yes, Sir,” your voice shaking on the edge of a moan and whimper as you undergo this humiliation. But, you have never been so turned on in your entire life. In fact, you feel as if he so much as blows on your cunt, you'd cum on the spot and he hasn't even touched you yet...

“Proud’a you— being such a good girl… I knew you would be such a good little submissive f’me,” he praises as he stalks towards the edge of the bed where your head is resting. Kneeling onto the bed, he grabs your face up by your jaw, forcing you to look up at him through your wispy lash extensions. You trail your eyes down his naked frame, licking your lips once your eyes fall upon his hardened dick. It looks soooo beautiful in all its thick & veiny glory with a bit of precum dribbling, perfectly glossing over his ruby red tip. A smirk stretches across his lips as he tracks your gaze with a heated look.

“Look at you, such a cock hungry thing, aren’t you?" he taunts before reaching down and wrapping his hand around his throbbing cock and teasingly stroking it in front of you. Tears brim along the waterline of your eyes as you watch his abdomen contract as he jerks his cock— a telltale sign that it feels so good to him. Ohhh, you needed him... bad.

"Is this what you want?"

Swathing one of his hands around the circumference of your bun before securly gripping it in his big hand, Choso wraps his other hand around the base of his dick as he pulls your face towards it by your braids. Instinctively, you allow your jaw to slacken as you prepare to take him in your mouth, but little did you know, that was the absolute wrong thing to do right now. He brutally brings the palm of his hand across your cheek, a loud smack ringing throughout the playroom. Hot tears spring to your eyes as your face begins to sting but that does not really faze the sadist above you— he is actually leaking more precum. He tightens his grip on your bun before leaning down close to your face, the harshness in his tone unmissable, “I’m losing my patience with you, darling,” he grits. “Did I fucking say you can have it yet? You promised you were going to be good, but you aren’t following my directions,” he lightly taps your already heated cheek in such a condescending way. “Look up at me and keep your eyes on me. Move even a fuckin’ inch, and that’s 10 licks.”

For some reason, instead of his tone enraging you, a pathetic whimper falls from your lips. Your face is contorted with absolute aching need for him as you have secured your half-lidded, lust filled irises onto Choso’s. He brings his cock up to your mouth again, resting his sticky tip upon your plump lips before smearing it across them. His sweet fluid coating your succulent lips as if it’s a lipgloss for you. “Mmm- yeah look at you, getting all nasty for me. Suuuch a good fuckin’ slut f’me, yeah? Open that pretty little mouth.”

On command, you slackened your jaw, your mouth agape and heavily salivating, ready for your man’s throbbing dick. Cho wastes no time as he immediately begins pushing his entire dick down your throat. You closed your eyes tightly while gagging as he forces your head down further onto his cock. He didn’t give a fuck about your gagging, an evil smirk tugging at his lips as he watches his immense length struggle to travel down your tight canal. He brings his free hand down and taps the side of your face twice, a clear warning to open your eyes before he loses all patience.

Once your lips arrive at the base of his dick, you quickly open your eyes, locking your attention up on Choso’s darkened expression as tears glass over your eyes.

“Awe,” he feigns sympathy as he looks down at you, “Struggling to take my cock, angel?”

You draw your tongue from out of your mouth and caress the surface of it upon his full balls. He holds your head in place for a few seconds, pressing your nose into his pubic area, slightly wiggling his body side to side while looking down at you as you are being bound and gagged by him. Ugh, he’s dreamt of having you just like this. He commits this exact moment to his memory before quickly withdrawing his dick from your mouth, leaving a thick web of spit from his glistening dick to your swollen lips. Choso watches you heave as you try to catch your breath, never breaking eyesight with him. Really, what a good fucking girl you are…

“Yeaaaah, look at you, angel. Don’t move a fucking inch..” He commands before reaching both his hands down to roughly grip onto each side of your face as he begins to thrust into your mouth. The pace immediately punishing as his dick slams mercilessly into your throat. You follow his exact commands— not doing anything but looking up at him with your teary half-lidded eyes as saliva spills out the corners of your mouth while you take everything he gives your throat.

“Gooodd fuckin’ girrrl,” he growls as his heavy balls repeatedly smack against your chin. Spit bubbles and foam collect on the sides of your mouth while drool continuously runs down your chin and onto the mattress beneath you both. He continues to mercilessly rut into your mouth, occasionally smacking your cheek with his palm while spewing raw profanities at you. Your arousal became unbearable as your aching walls flutters around nothing & more slick pools down your thighs onto the bed. At this point, Choso’s not even fucking your face so that he can cum... he just loves to see how pathetically horny you are underneath him— he actually thinks this is your prettiest.

“Haaaa- Fuckkkk! Look at you, angel. You love when daddy uses this mouth to his liking? Yeahhhh, Cho knows baby… filthy fuckin’ slut you are…”

Your entire body starts to feel lighter as Choso drags you through the scene, continuously feeding your body the perfect amount of pain mixed with the perfect amount of pleasure… it’s intoxicating. You’ve read about subspaces before out of pure curiosity, but never did you imagine that you’d get to experience one. Every single thing he’s inflicted on you so far has felt so fucking good— the pain… the humiliation… and your pleasure hasn’t even begun yet. You’ve read about this type of dynamic that seems to be the likes of you two… a masochist & a sadist— perfect fucking match made in hell.

Choso slows the drag of his hips down, an approving smirk appearing upon his mouth as he slows his pace down, never breaking eye contact with you. You look absolutely wrecked. Cheeks heated and tear-stained, lashes wet and sticking to one another, eyebrows furrowed as you’re pleading for some type of relief with just your expression alone.

“Well, well, well… looks like I have myself a little masochist,” he says before he leans his upper frame over your bowing body and plants several harsh thwacks upon both your luscious mounds. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you give throaty moans along his dick. The coil in the pit of your stomach becomes more uncomfortable, desperate to be released. He leans back to his previous position, looking down at your tear-stained face as he slowly withdraws his cock from your slobbery mouth. “My sweet [✮],” he taunts, his tone so deliciously condescending, “You like the way this makes you feel, yeah? You look like you’d cum just from me kissing you,” he taunts while he has your chin hooked between his index finger and thumb, forcing you to look up at him before he wraps his hand around the base of his dick and slaps it on your swollen lips.

“Answer, angel,” his focus unbroken while his tone stern as he rubs the saliva all over your mouth, chin, and cheeks.

“Y-Yes, Sir. Mmmm,” your replied hoarsely due to the assault that just took place on your throat.

“Tongue out.”

You quickly comply, lolling your tongue out of your mouth like a bitch in heat. Choso leans down until he is inches away from your face, forcefully spitting into the back of your throat before slapping your cheek once again. Swallowing the spit, you look up at him, eyes begging as you’re practically trembling with need…

“What do you say, [✮]?”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Choso lifts himself off his knees and walks to the top of the bed where your ankles are chained to each bedpost. He settles himself right behind you, taking a moment to admire the damage he’s done without so much as even grazing your cunt yet. The way your hungry pussy was glistening & clenching around absolutely nothing— just begging to be filled and thoroughly fucked. Cho quietly smiles to himself as he shakes his head.

Suddenly, 4 powerful blows connected to your brown ass, sounding off loud smacks! throughout the playroom. He’s fucking taking you right where you want to be and all you can do is croak out a loud elongated moan while arching your back further, pushing your rounded tummy into the bed.

“Hngg- fuuuuckkk,” You wanted to be such a good girl but you couldn’t help yourself… everything thing he did just felt soooo fucking good, you just had to moan. That was not lost on the sadistic ass man behind you at all. In fact, Choso was praying you’d fuck up just so he could torture you some more.

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Your pleas fell on deaf ears. Choso kept his gaze steady behind you, unmoved by your sobs. The hum of the wand pressed harder against your swollen clit, refusing mercy. Each pulse of the vibrator pulling you to the edge—closer, closer… only to be abruptly torn away and replaced by his hand delivering sharp and punishing slaps against your sopping pussy

“I warned you that I was losing my fuckin’ patience, didn’t I? And yet you still defied me.” He removes the vibrator and plants another knee-weakening smack! to your saturated pussy like the thought alone just pissed him off. Tears drenched the mattress beneath you as you’re being dragged to uncharted territory.

“And now you have to beg for me.”

“Please, Sir. I want to cum… I need you, p-pleaseee,” your pleads slurred, corners of your vision blurry, drool running down your chin and soaking into the bed. Choso’s never seen you this wrecked, ever.

Suddenly, you feel Cho’s thumb graze up your honeyed slit, coating his digit in your slick. A soft whimper escapes your lips as he begins to prod around at your puckering hole before pushing his slender thumb past the tight ring of muscle. Your body jolts at the foreign intrusion, not being able to give much of a reaction as you are still completely bound. Choso then uses his other hand to slide his middle & ring finger into your aching entrance while teasingly gliding the pad of his free thumb across the surface of your clit. He starts to move his svelte fingers inside you, mockingly dragging them along your velvety walls while he holds his other thumb in your tight hole, sporadically wiggling it inside of you. You release breathy but agitated moans because as much as it feels good, it’s just not enough and he fucking knows that.

“I said ‘beg’, slut.” He firmly states while continuing his soft assault on your weeping pussy.

“Sir, plea- mmmmf- pleaseee let me cum. Pleaaasee, I’ll be sucha good girl for you,” you pathetically begged, “I promise, just please… I need to cum.”

With a satisfied scoff, Choso slides his fingers from your sticky walls before grabbing the base of his dick, slowly dragging his tip up and down your soaked slit. “Only because you promised to be a good girl f’me.”

He pushes his cock past your entrance, filling you up so delicious, immediately burying himself to the hilt. You can’t help writhing underneath him as he begins to vigorously snap his hips up into you. Your mouth falls agape as you leak drool onto the bed, your walls hungrily clinging onto his dick as you take all his mindless rutting into your sopping pussy.

“Be still, angel,” he warns through his teeth as he hooks his thumb inside your ass, using it an anchor to pull you back into his brutal thrusts.

“Y-yessss, Sirrrr! Oh fuckkkk, yessss.”

“Hng- fuuuuuck! Look at you… takin’ this dick, mama,” he cooed while plunging his dick inside you, his bulbous tip deliciously making out with your cervix with every thrust.

“I-I’m so fucking close, Sir!” you mumbled, face completely contorted in pleasure as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You become into submerged in your subspace, everything feeling ten times more intense than usual. Every thrust, every pull… it’s all so heavenly.

He reaches his free hand around you, rubbing quick and tight circles on your clit as he the intensity of his pounding. “Aawwn, you’re gonna cum already?” he mocks while bullying his cock into you. Looking down, his eyes darken as he watches himself repeatedly disappear into your body, your creamy cunt leaving a thick white ring around the base of his dick. He leans over you once more, lips finding the side of your neck as he pants against your skin. "You’re already milkin’ my cock, angel,” he mumbles against your neck, “Beg for it.” he demands before lifting himself back up, simultaneously pulling your upper half up with him. He pulls his thumb from inside your puckered opening, clamping that hand around your neck as he uses that as leverage to sink himself even deeper inside you.

“Pleaaaaseee… Cho, I can’t take it anymore. Please let me cum, I’ve been such a good girl,” you whimper, your mind is completely absent as tears pour out of your eyes— you needed this so fucking bad. His dick throbs intensely while watching you, his own climax threatening to overtake him. He squeezes the sides of your neck even harder as he begins fully fucking into you, angling his hips so that he repeatedly caresses your sweet spot while he rubs your clit with increased fervor. "Do it... cum for Daddy, mama. And say thank you."

That’s all it took before clear liquid began to spill from out your abused cunt. Your skin prickled as the earth stutters on it’s axis and you dissolve into pleasure. Your eyes clamped shut as you furrowed your eyebrows, your body trembling as you succumb to the best fucking orgasm of your life.

“Thank you, Sirrrr… oh my fucking god!” you mewled, complete euphoria taking over your whole entire existence.

Choso’s eyes roll back as he feels your pussy gush all over him, your squirting orgasm triggering his own. He deeply hums as gives you one, two, three more powerful thrusts, burying himself deep inside you on the last one as he shoots his warm ropes of cum into your throbbing pussy. Every pulse of his dick spurts more cum deep inside you as he throws his forward onto your shoulder while releasing a long, deep groan.

He moves his face to the crook of your neck, his hips softly pumping while he plants soft kisses on your skin, helping you both ride out your intense orgasms together.

Meanwhile, your body feels like mush and your mind is floating away in some otherworldly place. You feel as if you could just fall asleep right here in this position.

"You okay, angel?” he coos in your ear.

“Mhmmm,” you replied singsongy with your eyes closed, head laid back on his shoulder as you softly swayed side to side.

Choso softly chuckles as he releases you from his hold, allowing you to lay back down on the bed. He bites down at his lip as he stares at the image displayed before him— his sweet little girlfriend all tied up, his cum leaking out of her perfect pussy, and utterly wrecked all at the hands of him…

It’s enough to make him want a round 2.

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BYE BABIESSS SEE YALL NEXT TIME!<3

suguru your demon boyfriend (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

your boyfriend of 3 years is possessed by a sex-obsessed demon, aka an incubus.

suguru was never super sexual; of course, the both of you had sex a good amount, but it wasn’t obnoxious. things started getting weird a few months ago. 

at first it started as dreams, suguru prying your legs open. licking stripes up and down your wet slit, your taste gathering on his tongue.

in the dreams you could never see his face, only his long hair beautifully hiding his face, taking your hand, putting it in his hair, wanting to move it to see his face, but something was stopping you. 

but that didn’t strike you as weird; the night fucking did. 

you’ll be sleeping nicely, and then you would hear the floor creak and suguru softly pull the comforter from over you, making you shift and wake up. 

“i want you… right now.” 

the light illuminates his face, his eyes almost light in a glow, and you’re too sleepy to ask questions, so you pull him down in between your legs, putting the comforter over the both of you. 

you softly kiss his cheek, adjusting yourself while he strokes himself over your soaking pussy. 

“are you okay?” 

your voice is soft while you look up at him, not really grasping what’s going on, just thinking your boyfriend is horny late at night. 

suguru doesn’t reply and instead slides himself inside of you slowly with a low groan, putting his face in the crook of your neck so he can smell everything.

he drives deeper when he hears you gasp, clawing his back while he gets faster; it felt so different but amazing, like he was bringing your soul out inch by inch while keeping you grounded in your body. 

This was only the tip of the iceberg. 

it became routine at this point: no sex in the morning, afternoon, or start of the night, and instead right at twelve when the moon would be shining through the curtains. he’ll put you in different positions and drive you to the point where you feel like your body is holding onto this intensity and cum right inside of you while he breathes you in. 

nothing is suspicious to you because he acts like regular suguru during the day: loving, funny, and everything under the sun.

there’s no complaining when he wakes you up now; your body has grown to love it because he’s marked you. 

the first time the incubus took over his body and saw that beautiful face of yours, he knew he couldn’t let you go, and so he marked you. putting his hand over your abdomen, talking to it while you slept right before waking you up. 

a glowing mark now marked on you for only him to see, knowing you’re his. 

when he’s fucking you and you’re letting out orgasm after orgasm, making a mess all over his dick while tears pour out, you’re giving him little bits of your soul every time. 

when it's too good, almost like you’re floating, you’ll get nosebleeds, clutching onto him like a lifeline while you squeeze around his dick, making sure he pumps you full with cum. 

his eyes glowing when the both of you cum at the same time, watching how your mark lights up, connecting to him. 

ugh oh em gee🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹i’m so glad you said this, this is exactly what i want!!!! i’m gonna tag some of my fav black writers for you to check out! i also just want every beauty can have their cake n eat it too!!!💞💞💞

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ੈ✿ ༘. ݁⋆summary— boyf!sugu! x blk!gf!reader! both are in their 20’s. tonight was date night! you and suguru got dressed up for an extravagant dinner, spending most of the night at your favorite restaurant! but things take a different turn once suguru finally gets his hands on you during some alone time!

݁༊. ݁˖ᝰ.ᐟwarnings— NSFW dom!sugu! x blk!reader! alcohol usage(drinks) drunk sex! sugu has a tongue, lip and frenum piercing! sugu is kinda mean if you squint! sugu and reader both have a praise kink! spit kink! makeout session(s)! rough sex! spanking! dumbification? p in v; anal play(thumb in the butt)doggy, prone, and mating press! mentions of having a size kink! tummy bulge! overstim! and cock warming! 

⋆ ݁₊࣪𐙚wc+an— around 2.1k! i finished the highly anticipated story early!! i hope you sweethearts enjoy this bc if you don’t i will cry!

────────── ₊˚ʚ ݁.☘︎ ݁˖˚݁.

honestly, the night went by so fast. it was date night! suguru reserved a two-guest table at your favorite outdoor restaurant, the one that had heaters next to the tables and was closer to his place. the date was amazing— both of you looked stunning, barely any people, amazing service, great food, great drinks. 

the two of you definitely had far too many. it wasn't your fault their mixed margaritas tasted sssoo goood. the walk home, you both were giggly drunken messes, holding onto your to-go margs, stumbling with each other down the quiet yet working streets in the city. 

the night was going according to plan. so when the date ended and the two of you got back to his place, the only option to end the night the best way possible was with a good fuck.

“su-gu-i— ffuuckk i-i can’t!!!” you cried out, only to land upon deaf ears. everything about this scene was so foul, from the disheveled sheets, to the lewd moans and grunts, to the erotic sound of sugu’s heavy hips plowing into the thick plush of your ass. 

he was fucking you so sternly, his messy bun was slipping, headboard damn near puncturing a hole through the sturdy walls. your were legs sore, sticky n spread wide in the middle of suguru’s room, body shaking and burning with pleasure as suguru’s slim, carved body seemed to be trying fuck the alcohol out of you.

you were absolutely dumbified and aching. well of course you’d be, considering this being what? the 4th? 5th? round? something like that. your manicured fingertips desperately gripping the soft sheets, like it would stop you from moving. 

your smaller frame couldn't help but jolt forwards each time his hearty hips met the plush fat of your ass, the sticky creamy mess leaking against your thighs dripping, his weighted, full balls slapping against your brown, swollen clit. 

no matter how badly you wanted it, your body couldn't help but run. suguru noticed before you did, shaking his head to murmur out, suguru him "uh-oh, where d'you think y're goin?" suguru frowned, readjusting his grip so he could pull you back to your original spot. 

he placed a foot on the mattress, fixing his angle, "let all that liquor go straight to your pretty pussy again, huh? this is exactly what you wanted."

his sweet honeyed voice cooed in your ear, all breathy and warm. slutty hips slowing just so you could feel every vein, every curve of his pretty, stocky dick dragging alongside your divited walls. 

every kiss that his pierced tip delivered so graciously soft against your g-spot. with a slight nod, you whined out hips shimming back onto him as your jaw slackened once he stilled, bottoming out. 

smack! ..smack!

a harsh, bulky hand came down onto the plush of your ass, body flinching from the sting, ripping a squeal from you. “y'ignorin me? hm? speak up, baby, i wanna fuckin' hear you." he grunted, hammering his hips against your unfolded legs.

smack!

another blow landed, a small whimper falling past your two-toned lips. "mmf!.. no! ...fuck sugu! m'sorry, baby, 'want youuu." you whined, knee's sinking further apart into the mattress. “aahhh, there's my sweet girl.." 

suguru’s soft almond eyes shifted from your face to where you met; thick globs of their mixture building up around his base, spreading onto his well-kept hairs, dripping into the blankets. 

his gentle gaze settled on watching the sinful act connecting you two, but your forbidden hole that was winking at him had him in a trance. it just looked so.. lonely. but sugu, being the sweet bf he is decided to fix that for you! 

the gasp that fell from your lips was so sharp, your head turning instantly at the foreign feeling. "suuguu.. sstaahh.." you whined, wearily reaching back but it was too late. his thumb was already softly rub hearts on your forbidden hole, smearing your mixed slickness around it easing just the tip in.

“shhh, s’alright baby ..” he whispered, his wet lips kissing the round of your forehead ever so gently. removing his hand from the fat of your ass to above your shoulders, caging you in. he pulled back a bit to look at you, “thereee you go.”

that stupid, fucked out smile on his face made it no better. your brain and body felt like mush—nothing but him and pleasure in your dumified mind. suguru pulled back, pistioning his heavyweight hips into yours. 

the way his pierced tip assaulted your g-spot had you quivering, eyes rolling in any and every direction, "s-sugu.. s't-too muuch..!" his voice was so honeyed yet so condescending. "gunna' take this dick the same way you wanted it.."

ok. what wasn't mentioned was how your behavior was on said date. leaning forward too often so he could catch your exposed cleavage, fingertips stroking his arm and thighs with a teasing intent, staring at him with those fuck me eyes; you were teasing him. to be honest, suguru had every right to act this way.

and whenever you did get like this, he let you have your way—for a bit. who was suguru to deny you from anything? "yeaaah, that's it." that tone made your gut twist and curl. voice coated with so much sugar that you didn't even notice he slipped his thumb fully in, fingers splaying against the middle of your ass. 

fuck, he knew just what to say and when to say it. a sob-like string of moans fell from you swollen pretty lips, drool and tears soaking the pillow beneath your face. he watched as you finally allowed yourself to succumb to the pleasure, body falling limp into his slutty hips, incoherent babbles, fingers loosening their grip. 

all while he kept pummeling your sensitive overworked and over-abused g-spot, fucking you like you were his favorite sex toy(bc you were). "ssseee, my girl can handle it. pretty lil drunk thing.." and when he seen you nodding in agreement? suguru blanked, his bun finally coming undone as he was doubling his speed, watching the plush fat of your ass ripple with every strike. 

the way your poor cunt was sucking and slurping him back in had him in a trance, pussy and ass involuntary tensioning once that god-forbidden frenum decorated tip kissed your sweet spot had you teetering on the brink of an indescribable high.

"m-m'gunacuum..!!" your voice high and body wrecked, both holes frothed, on the verge of blacking out. "i know, sweetheart, i know. let me have it baby." he lowered himself so that his sweat-ridden chest was pressed against you, lavender scented hair tickling your arched, shaking back. 

his pumped tattooed arm wrapping around your frame, two thick fingers immediately finding your pulsing clit, rubbing soft yet firm circles. the other hand coming down to interlace with yours that was filled with tension.

with one more stroke, your pussy was bubbling out creamy globs of cum. you couldn't withhold the stream of moans and the feral euphoria feeling didn't stop, only intensified. "good fuckin job." your knee's slipped, hips falling flat onto the mattress beneath you. 

suguru was quick to follow your lead, meeting you flesh against the mattress. with how he was fucking you in prone had you trying to climb up the mattress from how good, how deep he was. shaking your head, your sore throat babbled out, "i..i can– fuhck! s'too deep..!"

but it did not matter. suguru simply ignored you, again. his feet kicked open your legs further, residing on the inside of your calves to keep you pried opened. 

his hands found both of yours, trapping them inside of his hold so you really couldn't move. "mhm.. m'too deep?"

his voice was malicious against your pierced ear, nothing but condescendence wrapped in his attitude. you nodded your head, "s'too big... too much!" you began, body jolting beneath him to move something. and it felt like you were about to cum, again. 

"awwwhh, fuck– y'gonna cum again? hm baby?” suguru taunted, licking the loose tears from your cheek. his attitude was so vexing, but you couldn't stop the way your body shuddered underneath his. 

with a loud snivel, you came again, harder than the last one. suguru kept fucking you through it too, "look at you, hunny. y'can't even control yourself.." he snickered, only his a moan to slip passed his parted, swollen lips. his pace slowed, before coming to a sudden stop which had you sighing in agony and relief.

your head fell flat, skin prickled by the abrupt exposure of air. suguru pulled off from you, carefully slipping out of your overtaxed cunt. his hands slipped down your legs in a soothing manner, admiring the work you’ve created together. 

"i think.." your eyes were fast to glue shut, heavy breathing slowly a bit, limbs twitching every few seconds, falling into a peaceful slumber already. that was, until you were flipped over onto your back with ease. "...you got one more n'ya.." your eyes opened, lips parting to protest but it was too late.

suguru had you in a tight mating press, wrapping your arms around his neck, dense cock softly nudging your clit, hips shifting down just so he could easily slip back inside.“nnmffucckkk... s'so good." you whined, gasping at his now slower pace. your fingers curled in his hair, tugging extra hard when his tip exited and entered your sensitive hole.

when he took his time with you, everything was immoderate. it took weeks of preparation just for sugu to fully fit inside of you. it was staggering how he stretched you out so wide, especially his mushroom pierced tip. now, you could really feel every vein, every pulse, every ridge, every curve, every throb, everything.

your head was limp, jerking up to nudge sugu’s sweaty neck as your body bowed up."feels perfect.. y're soo good t'me, fuck, i love you.” his greedy lips were on yours within a fleet, his slick tongue wrestling against yours. you could still taste the sweet margarita on his tongue, a desirable 'mmmf' lurching beyond your occupied lips.

spit was dribbling down your chins, lips smacking, teeth bumping. it was so intimate compared to how he was just fucking you minutes ago. he pulled back, sealing the kiss with a glob a spit on your tongue. "y'love me? hm baby?” sugu tantalized with a coy smirk, his eyebrows pulled down in a frown. 

"ssoo much.. i love you s'much sugu.." his heart longed at how whiny and submissive you were. subtracted to absolute nothing all because of him, your loving, doting boyfriend. your arms tugged against his once, and his hands left the sides of your thighs and brought you in close, hugging you against him. 

”sooo fuckin’ messy.. y'want it? want my load?” you nodded, his swollen lips pressed sticky kisses against your damp neck, sharp canines nipping at your jaw. 

there was no biting back the twisted smile when he heard your cooing 'yesyesyesyes' once, twice, three times and he was spurting thick, warm, ribbon of cum into the deepest parts of you. 

hips still bashfully working, still fucking you both through your high with the agonizing yet blissful pace. the moans suffocating the room sounded too pornographic, but neither of you cared. the only thing you could both think about was each other. 

with a few more pumps, suguru stilled inside of you, arching his lower back to stuff every inch inside of you, his pelvis bumping your clit. you froze in a trance, before coming back to your senses and repeatedly tapping his hip. “m'done.. sugui’m done!!” you slurred out, brown frame seizing against his wide chest, thighs quivering.

he pulled out just the slightest, rolling both of you over so you could lay onto his chest. suguru’s golden eyes, now soft and gentle, raked over your face to get a good look at you. your hair was out of place, the gorgeous makeup that you put on earlier was completely ruined, eyes wet and missing lash clusters, your cheeks wet and flushed, lips still parted and swollen. 

the gaze that lingered in both of your eyes was heartfelt and so fucked out, yours trying so hardly not to shut on him. some curls stuck to your forehead and the amount of drool on your face made him wanna licked it off while he fucked you dumb all over again. 

sugu leaned forwards, pressing soft pecks alongside your flushed cheek. "no more alcohol for us.. okay?" you barely nodded your head, slumber already overtaking your body.

well, i guess two things were discovered tonight—alcohol makes you horny and suguru mean!

©𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘄𝗿𝗹𝗱

MDNI. not proofread. quick drabble. 🫦

what the fuck is it about your ex that you can't get over? you know he's no good for you emotionally, so avoidant and unavailable. he's no good for you mentally, always playing stupid and manipulative mind games with you. you've tried doing everything you can to rid yourself of him— going out more, meditation, fucking other people... hell, you even convinced yourself that he put a spell on you so you did a cord cutting ritual to break the soul tie.

none of that shit worked and you felt fucking insatiable. every time you attempted to get over him, you ended up in the same position- eyes blown out as you drooled over your phone screen, gawking at the homemade videos you two just made last month. your heavenly moans pouring out the phone speaker paired with his filthy grunts and dirty talking as you bucked your hips up onto the vibrator, chasing what only toji can give you. pathetic.

see, physically? that's an entirely different story. in toji's mind, that's the way he could show you how he felt. he concluded that if he buries his cock so deep in your syrupy walls, maybe you'd get what he couldn't express verbally. and that's why every time y'all fucked, he'd always make sure to make you cum 4 times because that's how many letters are in the word ‘love'. stupid ass boy math.

breaking the no contact yall mutually agreed on was never apart of the plan, but you were ovulating on top of the fact that you hadn’t had some good toji dickin' in what, a month?

whichhhh is precisely how you ended up in this predicament now— thick bicep wrapped around your neck as his other hand pushes your back in, deepening the arch. both of his bare feet planted firmly onto the mattress as he quite literally drops dick into your greedy pussy.

“t-toj-tojiii-aaahhh!!!”

“shhh, shut the fuck up,” he murmurs against your face, planting open-mouthed kisses along the side of it. “wrong name, pretty girl,” he taunts against your ear before removing his hand from your back to squeeze your jaw as he cranes his head over to look at your pitiful face.

“awwwn, cmon, dollface. say the right name, i know you can do it.” the snapping of his hips became about as mean as him as he tightens his arm around your neck. the loud shlicking of your pussy blending so harmoniously with your sobs of pleasure. and you are so fucked out— hair all over your head, clit throbbing and swollen, a thin sheen of sweat glistening along your body, black tear streaks down your cheeks. oh, you are soooo wrecked, but, your starved cunt is so eager to take everything he’s given you and more.

it almost feels like out of body— the way he’s bringing you close to the best orgasm you’ve had in months without so much as touching your clit. the way his thick cock just perfectly massages every crevice of your clingy pussy, it’s almost like it’s built just for him. a loud smack! to your face snaps you back into reality before the gripping on your jaw gets firmer. he tilts your head back a bit with his bicep, just enough to meet his green eyed gaze and locking in on your watery one, “say. it.”

“d-daddyyy! fuckkk daddy, please!!!”

a smug smirk tugs at toji’s scarred lips before he releases your face and unravels his arm from your neck, “good job, babyface.”

he slows his pace down, yet never stopping as he brings himself down to his knees while pushing your body down completely flat onto the bed. his knees on either side of your body as he grinds his dick into you, a lazy grin on his face as he watches the milky white ring form around the base of his dick. “you missed daddy, baby?”

“s’much!! shiiitttt, haaaah!”

“yeahhhh,” he drawls in a mocking tone, “look at thaaat. makin’ sucha mess, pretty.”

“y-yesss daddy, please!! right— fuckkk!— right thereeee,” you plea as your hungry pussy damn near suffocates his dick the way it’s gripping once you become so unbearably close to the orgasm you’ve been chasing for an entire month.

“you know,” he starts, “i know you’re ovulating.” a shit-eating grin plastered across his face before he lays his entire upper body on yours, angling his cock even deeper than before. your walls fluttered around him once he picks up his pace, his mouth directly behind your ear as he licks the shell of it while grunting and moaning before speaking again, “cmon… lets make a baby.”

MDNI. not proofread. quick drabble. 🫦

what the fuck is it about your ex that you can't get over? you know he's no good for you emotionally, so avoidant and unavailable. he's no good for you mentally, always playing stupid and manipulative mind games with you. you've tried doing everything you can to rid yourself of him— going out more, meditation, fucking other people... hell, you even convinced yourself that he put a spell on you so you did a cord cutting ritual to break the soul tie.

none of that shit worked and you felt fucking insatiable. every time you attempted to get over him, you ended up in the same position- eyes blown out as you drooled over your phone screen, gawking at the homemade videos you two just made last month. your heavenly moans pouring out the phone speaker paired with his filthy grunts and dirty talking as you bucked your hips up onto the vibrator, chasing what only toji can give you. pathetic.

see, physically? that's an entirely different story. in toji's mind, that's the way he could show you how he felt. he concluded that if he buries his cock so deep in your syrupy walls, maybe you'd get what he couldn't express verbally. and that's why every time y'all fucked, he'd always make sure to make you cum 4 times because that's how many letters are in the word ‘love'. stupid ass boy math.

breaking the no contact yall mutually agreed on was never apart of the plan, but you were ovulating on top of the fact that you hadn’t had some good toji dickin' in what, a month?

whichhhh is precisely how you ended up in this predicament now— thick bicep wrapped around your neck as his other hand pushes your back in, deepening the arch. both of his bare feet planted firmly onto the mattress as he quite literally drops dick into your greedy pussy.

“t-toj-tojiii-aaahhh!!!”

“shhh, shut the fuck up,” he murmurs against your face, planting open-mouthed kisses along the side of it. “wrong name, pretty girl,” he taunts against your ear before removing his hand from your back to squeeze your jaw as he cranes his head over to look at your pitiful face.

“awwwn, cmon, dollface. say the right name, i know you can do it.” the snapping of his hips became about as mean as him as he tightens his arm around your neck. the loud shlicking of your pussy blending so harmoniously with your sobs of pleasure. and you are so fucked out— hair all over your head, clit throbbing and swollen, a thin sheen of sweat glistening along your body, black tear streaks down your cheeks. oh, you are soooo wrecked, but, your starved cunt is so eager to take everything he’s given you and more.

it almost feels like out of body— the way he’s bringing you close to the best orgasm you’ve had in months without so much as touching your clit. the way his thick cock just perfectly massages every crevice of your clingy pussy, it’s almost like it’s built just for him. a loud smack! to your face snaps you back into reality before the gripping on your jaw gets firmer. he tilts your head back a bit with his bicep, just enough to meet his green eyed gaze and locking in on your watery one, “say. it.”

“d-daddyyy! fuckkk daddy, please!!!”

a smug smirk tugs at toji’s scarred lips before he releases your face and unravels his arm from your neck, “good job, babyface.”

he slows his pace down, yet never stopping as he brings himself down to his knees while pushing your body down completely flat onto the bed. his knees on either side of your body as he grinds his dick into you, a lazy grin on his face as he watches the milky white ring form around the base of his dick. “you missed daddy, baby?”

“s’much!! shiiitttt, haaaah!”

“yeahhhh,” he drawls in a mocking tone, “look at thaaat. makin’ sucha mess, pretty.”

“y-yesss daddy, please!! right— fuckkk!— right thereeee,” you plea as your hungry pussy damn near suffocates his dick the way it’s gripping once you become so unbearably close to the orgasm you’ve been chasing for an entire month.

“you know,” he starts, “i know you’re ovulating.” a shit-eating grin plastered across his face before he lays his entire upper body on yours, angling his cock even deeper than before. your walls fluttered around him once he picks up his pace, his mouth directly behind your ear as he licks the shell of it while grunting and moaning before speaking again, “cmon… lets make a baby.”

ꫂ❁ surrender :𝑔𝑜𝒿𝑜 x reader

summary — your fuckbuddy kinda wants a little bit more than what’s arranged

tags: MDNI (18+), dirty talk, pet names, sex (p in v), making out, creampie, a bit of an abrupt ending

note: okay honestly when i first started writing this had a bit more plot but 🫩 i just dropped it. & it’s very ehhhh honestly imo but finally posted something 🙂‍↕️

Your pussy is drooling, dripping on his sheets like a faucet and you can’t help but to be embarrassed and Satoru can’t help but to be amazed, not only were you wet but the amount of pearly white cream that was spilling out of you was truly a blessing. “God, fuck… how are you this damn wet? You get this wet for all your friends?” He does a cruel chuckle before he finishes his sentence, “If you do, then who? I want to know.”

You can’t speak, your lip between your teeth. “J-just you. Swear.” The words finally leave your lips, the featherlight feeling of fingers touching your clit that makes your breathing uneven. Huffing and puffing before he presses down and rubs your aching swollen clit. “Ah, thank you.” Your eyes watery, you sniffle.

Condescendingly he says, “Mhm, I know, sweet girl. I know you appreciate it when I touch right there.” You grip his arm, digging your nails into his arm. “Why’re you so wet? Who’s got you like this? Hm?”

C. Springer

ᜊpairing:fratboy!Connie Springer x Black!Reader

ᜊwarningノtags:fratboy!Connie◞ they meet at a party [ cliché ]◞ stalking◞ Connie has a head tattooノ tongue piercingノ navel piercing◞ oral [ reader receiving ]◞ Connie has a monster tucked between his thighs◞ doggy◞ roommate!Jean◞ condom-wearing loving [ ive grown!! ]◞ Connie is implied to be a fuckboy

ᜊwc:2.4k

ᜊan:Connie Connie Connie where do I start? wrote this originally for Toji but realized midway that he’s unc so here we are... fyi the visual is in fact a p!link. you’ve been warned. bye.

visual

i mean, one moment, you're complaining about how close he was to a girl today.

something about how he let her flirt with him 'without having the decency and respect' to tell her that he was beautifully taken by a beautiful girl.

something about how you always (not true) have to tell girls that your precious boyfriend is taken while he sits there and does nothing (also not true).

another moment, you're bent over, trying to whine about how much of a piece of shit he is while he dicks you down, half apologetic, half amused. amused at the fact that you even had the courage to talk to him the way you had.

"sorry, baby," he says, but you're not sure if he's talking to you, or the pussy he was submured in, because hell, it was definitely talking to him. "'m really sorry... 'kay?"

he's whispering in your ear, but you can't seem to comprehend a word he's saying. the dick's too good.

he grabs your jaw with one hand, and grips the sheets with another, his chest warm against your back.

every thrust forces a moan from your throat, but you can't quite talk.

not like he wanted you to, anyway. you'd done enough of that.

"i didn't mean to make you jealous, baby," his brows furrow as he looks down at you with those blue eyes that you love so fucking much. "you're– you're the best, i swear, my– fuckkk,"

he pushes his upper half away from you, letting go of your jaw and moving his large hands down to your ass.

squeezing it, his thrusts slow down, and it makes him smirk.

the sight of his dick easingggg in and out of you? he loves that shit.

you? you're still whining and trying your best to shit-talk. satoru knows you can't. you never can when he's fucking you this good.

and there's never a time where he's not fucking you this good.

"f–fuck you," you finally push out, knuckles aching from the grip you had on the sheets.

"you can, baby," he grins, moving a hand up your back. "i promise, only you can." he almost whispers, but he knows you can hear it.

it only makes you wetter.

T. Fushiguro

✞pairing:Toji Fushiguro x Black!reader

✞warningノtags:assisted masturbation◞ hints of sub!Toji?◞ overstimulation◞ back to back orgasm◞ cum eating [ he’s eating his own. c’mon it’s Toji]

✞an:so i was just scrolling, gooning to prime literature written by Shakespeare himself, and i see one of my deleted fics and i was like ???! this was one of my favorites so im not sure why it was scrapped… hmmmm [ btw when this episode came out, i was incapable of being sane for abt a week ]

The atmosphere was calm—lights dimmed to a shadow, just enough for you to see the Greek God that laid powerless under your pillow-like touches. The aroma of your vanilla candle ran circles around your brain, dragging you both deeply into a world of endless ecstasy. Weighted raindrops ping-ponged against the window that sat ajar, creating an alternate sound of wetness echoing throughout the room.

T. Fushiguro

𖥔pairing:Toji Fushiguro x Black!reader

𖥔warningノtags:Shiu & his wife sneak◞ Shiu is pissed [ rightfully so ]◞ public sex [car sex]◞ condomless loving [zont zo it]◞ doggy into pronebone◞ dirty talk◞ pet names◞ creampie◞ cum eating [ c’mon it’s Toji ]◞ sex on the first date lol

𖥔an:put on a show an’ make it nastyyyyy. couldnt make a proper return without writing MY husband. this is canon bc i said so. yes the link is a p!link, you should know by now.

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“It’s the way you reeeally know how to piss me the fuck off, Zenin.”