"i'd never expect to see you dressed like this." a sly grin would appear on his attractive; though very punchable face. with gritted teeth you'd reply..
"welcome to linnie's maid cafe, master. my name is ..... n i'll be your maid at service today." eyebrows furrowed in irritation; knowing he's enjoying your humiliation, his eyes shamelessly glued to your figure in that stupid maid costume. you place a cutely decorated menu infront of him.
he looks down at the menu, then he gaze rises back to your face ''...dont have an appetite for food right n-"
"have a look at our menu, i recommend the cutesy cutesy rice omelet." before toji could open his big mouth; again to make a snarky remark, you cut him off
"ah ah ah toji! before you make a dum- i mean, a request, make sure you read the cafe's etiquette." you rolling your eyes and prancing off to cater for another costumer, the soft hum of cafe tunes and the sweet smell of fresh pastries
"think i found a new pastime." toji murmurs leaning his face on his fist as he watches you work...
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you'd barely gotten the strap-on buckled around your hips before denki was already on the bed, scrambling onto his hands and knees like his life depended on it.
gods, he was a fucking mess. his cheeks flushed pink, and when he impatiently looked back at you over his shoulder, he looked so fucking desperate you thought you might laugh.
"please," he whined, pushing his ass up higher, making his flushed and heavy cock swing between his thighs. he was already half-hard, and there was a bead of pre-cum forming at his pretty pink tip. "pleaaaase fuck me baby, i've been so good, i need it sooo bad—"
you couldn't help but smile as you slicked the thick pink silicone with lube, watching his hole clench around nothing. your boyfriend was so fucking eager to please you that it was pathetic. he whines loudly, his back arching desperately. "pleaaasee baby! j-just stick it in!"
the mirror at the foot of the bed caught the whole thing—his back arched and his lips parted while his hard cock wetly slapped against his abdomen.
you giggled, finally pressing the head of the strap against his entrance, pushing in slowly. denki's mouth fell open in a broken little moan, his whole body shuddering as the toy sank into him from behind. "fuck—fuck, yes—" he gasped, his fingers digging into the sheets. "so deep, baby, you're sooo deep, mnghhh—"
you didn't even give your poor boyfriend time to adjust. you just pulled back and thrust forward, burying the entire length inside him in one smooth motion. the wet 'plop' of lube and flesh filling the room, and denki let out this high-pitched whimper that went straight to your cunt.
"that's it, sweetie." you murmured, gripping his waist and pushing in and out with a steady rhythm. "take it. you wanted it so bad, now take it."
"i am—i am—" his voice cracked with every thrust. the toy dragged against his walls, and every time you bottomed out, his hole clenched around the base like it was trying to pull you in deeper. "oh god, mnghhh! right there—fuck, right there—"
you glanced at the mirror and almost moaned yourself. seeing denki's reflection was pure enjoyment. his tongue was lolling out of his mouth, pink and wet, drool already glistening on his chin. his eyes were rolled back so far you could barely see the gold, just white and heavy lids.
he looked like a fucking cockdrunk slut. and gods, it was hot.
"look at yourself," you mutter, snapping your hips forward harder. each thrust made his whole body jolt forward, his cock slapping against his stomach with a wet, lewd sound. "look at how pretty you are when you're getting fucked, baby." you coo mockingly.
denki groaned, but he forced his eyes open and stared at his reflection. a sob caught in the back of his throat when he saw himself—drooling and flushed like a fuckin' twink. "i'm so—i can't take it a-anymore," he whimpered, but there was no real urgency in his voice. just pure arousal.
"yeah, you can sweetie," you hummed, leaning over him and driving the strap even deeper into him. "my pathetic little baby. you love being fucked like this, don't you?"
"yes—yes i love it—" his babbling turned into a string of nonsense, whines and moans and half-formed words. "feels so good, s'good baby, please don't stop, p-please, i'm gonna—i'm g-gonna hahhhh fuck—"
you could feel his body locking up and his hole fluttering around the toy. his cock was throbbing, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum onto the already soaked sheets. but you kept your brutal pace, relentlessly driving into that exact spot inside him that made his voice crack every fucking time.
"c'mon baby, let go," you ordered. "show me how much you're enjoying being fucked, hmm?"
his orgasms crashes over him not even a second later. his face smushed into the sheets and his loud, whiny sob muffled by the blankets. and then, without warning his cock jerks violently, spraying thick ropes of cum across his stomach and the bed.
the first spurt of cum lands on his chest, the second on the sheets, and the third just dribbles down his shaft as his body tenses up again.
but then something else happens. clear fluid gushes out around the base of the strap-on, soaking your thighs and running down his legs as his hole twitches uncontrolablly around the silicon.
he let's out a broken sob, his face pressing deeper into the mattress as his body continues to twitch and release whatever is still left.
your thrusts slow down before you pull the toy out with a wet plop. his hole is red and gaping, clenching around nothing, leaking a mix of lube and squirt. he just whimpered at the emptiness, but he was so wrecked he couldn't even move.
you laughed softly, stroking up and down his shaking back. "baby," you snicker, your voice laced with amusement. "did you just...squirt?"
denki whines into the matress. "if you tell mina about this, i'm gonna kill you."
mm, we'll see about that.
y'all lmk if this is ass or not, cause idk why but i can't help but think the quality of my writing has declined...im not sure if it's just me recovering from writers block but like...meh
YES THIS IS INDEED MY ROOM HAHAHA I LOVE THIS MAN SO MUCHHHHH UGHHHHHH
waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
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waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
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waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob
waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob
waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob
waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob
waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob
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waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob
waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob
waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.
bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.
you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.
“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.
he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.
“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.
the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.
he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.
“my sleepy girl”, he coos.
a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me
previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob
You were friends with him from birth - the boy across the street, Satoru Gojo. However, you lose touch in college, but finally you're going to the same school! You have a love letter written, but you find Satoru - the football captain - is dating the top cheerleader. And she hates you. You're the girl who doesn't really get noticed, the girl in the bleachers playing the clarinet, watching Satoru score a touchdown and kiss his girlfriend. It hurts, but you try to stay uninvolved, but you're watching the boy you knew hurt. Can the two of you have a friendship anymore, and does he feel the same way as you?
pairings - football star! gojo x band geek! reader
warnings - angsty, emotional, hurt comfort, smutty - this chap - cute, fluffy, a first date with Satoru, lots of tension, kissing, dry humping, oral (m receiving) fingering, panty fucking, the two of them being all fucking cute and in love bc I need it.
based on the T Swift song! Part of @indiewritesxoxo series event! I missed this one and wanted to dive back in hehe <3
art by @/Jan on X!
<<<part four
part five
The scent of your pretty perfume is in the air as you give yourself one last spritz, across your collarbones, turning this way and that as you look at your reflection in the mirror. Satoru’s favorite scent on you, the one you’ve worn since he’s met you damn near.
God, it’s been a long time.
Doubts abound in your mind today prepping for your date – no matter how much pep talk you’ve gotten from Nanami, Utahime, Shoko and Suguru, there was the lingering doubt that perhaps Satoru was just rebounding. That it was way too fucking soon since Sarah destroyed him, his confidence was clearly lacking, and you didn’t want to be a rebound.
Yet you wanted to be there for Gojo, wanted to be with him – wanted to belong to him, and him to belong to you. As it always was in your mind, yet for years Satoru never saw you as more than the ‘best friend’. So your mind couldn’t stop racing, remembering the shitty words Sarah had said in your ear.
She thought Satoru was all hers – and he was, for some time, until you came. In a way you feel every bit this terrible woman who came and stole her man, but on the other side of that, you can’t imagine not taking the chance with the boy you’ve loved as long as you could remember. The one who lost the light in his eyes due to just how terrible Sarah was.
Sarah didn’t get Satoru.
She didn’t understand him, she wanted him to be a perfect Gojo, not the nerdy Satoru deep down, and how she broke him? You can’t ever accept it, but it didn’t stop the nagging doubts as you touch up some lipstick.
You didn’t dress glamorous like Sarah, but you were trying to look pretty. The dress you chose for tonight is simple and cute, a pretty pink silk that cinched right in the waist with a cute little bow. It’s something you didn’t know you’d ever actually wear, the girl who always tends to be casual, you can’t help but tug at it this way in that, making sure it looks pretty on you.
Your phone buzzes on your nightstand, making your heart race – cheeks heating right up as you pick it up and see his name.
Toru: I’m outside, sweetheart.
“Sweetheart,” you murmur, biting your lip and almost giggling with how fucking excited you were.
He always called you that as kids, but after last week when he’d buried his face in between your thighs, came in your hand, kissed you?
It felt different.
You grab your bag and sling it over your shoulder, wondering just why you were so nervous. You’ve known Satoru Gojo your whole life and he’s seen you bare faced, wearing sweats, bathing suits in the summer, you’re more comfortable with him than almost anyone. So why now, was it so different?
It was a date. That’s why.
You take a steadying breath, eyes shutting for a moment to calm yourself, before opening the door, down the stairs and in front of the dorm building in a few moments, seeing Satoru leaning against his car. Legs crossed at the ankle, the setting sun reflecting and shimmering on his form, just enhancing how good he looks.
It’s a pair of dark blue jeans and a black t-shirt, simple, sure, but you know Satoru Gojo – and you just know that shit costs thousands. He loves a good material, and that shirt and those jeans fit him perfectly. He looks up from the phone, smiling all cute right at you, melting your fucking heart, which hammers as his gaze slips across your body carefully.
“Well, fuck,” he breathes out those words as you walk over to him now, pretty blue eyes studying you slowly, lingering on the pretty curve of your tits in that dress, you can feel it like he’s actually touching you. “You’re trying to kill me.”
“What? No way,” you giggle, your voice just a breathy whisper as you bite down on your lower lip, and he takes you by your hands, holding your arms out a bit to tilt his head.
“I don’t even think I’ve seen you in a dress since like prom,” he murmurs, you blush under his gaze, letting him spin you around. “Fuck it’s cute on you.”
“I just wanted to look nice for our date,” you look down shyly, unused to so much attention, Satoru tilts your chin up, letting your hair fall back.
“Nice? No, beautiful is what you look like.”
“Toru…” he cups your face, leaning down, his breath ghosting sweetly over your lips. “Thank you. You look so good-”
He doesn’t wait for you to finish your sentence, he just dips his head and captures your lips with a soft kiss, one that has you melting in his embrace. Your lips part, letting his tongue sweep inside the hot recesses of your mouth, gliding against yours in a slow, teasing motion that has you aching for more.
Your arms wrap his neck, tip toeing to hold on to him, his hand warm against your lower back, pressing you even closer against the hard lines of his body, you can already feel his length behind those damn jeans, pressing against your stomach. The memories of him whimpering as you stroked him hit hard.
He promised the next date you’d get to suck him.
You swear you’re so worried you’ll do a terrible job, you tried to research via porn and couldn’t figure out how these girls were so talented. Satoru was huge.
But the thought of sucking it?
It has you arching, gasping for a breath as he takes you over, his other hand entangling in your hair, turning so you’re pressed against his pretty sports car. He lifts one of those thighs, pressing harder, and you can’t help but eagerly arch, rolling your hips and crying out.
“Toru,” you whine those words out, pulling back with saliva dissolving between your mouths, when he finally pulls back, whispering your name right back in an octave that fucking ruins you. “Someone will see!”
“Let ‘em see,” he chuckles just a bit, this psychotic look in the normally sweet blue eyes that fucks you up more. “They should know who you belong to now, who I belong to, shouldn’t they?”
“You have no clue what that means, for you to…” You trail off now, letting his cool thumb stroke your cheek.
People were walking back and forth, in and out of the dormitory, and some did peek over – Sarah and Satoru were the ‘golden couple’ and you surely looked like the very ‘rebound’ you were afraid to. You swallow down the nerves, hands clutching and unclutching his soft jacket he had slung over that dress shirt, his letterman’s jacket that not long ago was slung over Sarah’s shoulders.
Why are you still so jealous!?
You hate it – you hate how worried you are for her revenge, how cruel she was not just to you, but to Satoru. The hurt she could cause.
“Sweets,” he tilts your chin up, feeling you tremble. “I’m going too fast-”
“No! No, please I want it all… It’s just that I’m so worried,” you whisper, eyes shutting a bit, before opening back to focus on the boy you love.
Things have been said – but not that.
“About her?”
“Her, the friends she has, hurting you somehow… your reputation. It could hurt and I’d feel terrible.”
“Let me worry about all,” he kisses you once more, easing your thigh down, the gentle breeze rushing across your skin, making you tremble even more. “They can say what they want about me, I really am tired of caring, sweetheart.”
“I bet you are,” you blink just a bit, kissing his chin, resting your brow on it. “It feels too easy in your arms and it’s terrifying me.”
“I kind of know what you mean,” he hugs you tightly, feeling not just the eyes of everyone around you both, but how scared you are.
It is scary, though, truly to have had this forever one way, and then to cross that boundary, one he never even dreamed of doing. Every time Satoru thought he would tell you his feelings, he had to hold it all back, so worried of losing you forever, not knowing the entire time you could have felt like that for him.
A part of him felt guilty, moving on from Sarah like this – he knows she’ll hate him more for it, but another part of him can’t fucking care. After the shit she pulled, the things she said, the way she acted? He couldn’t believe he’d let it go on for as long as he had, really, if it wasn’t for you he’s not sure he would have come out of it.
Would he have married her, like his parents’ wanted, and lived the cozy life that she desired, being a kept woman, which Satoru didn’t even mind. He would love to take care of the girl he marries so she doesn’t have to worry about anything, he wants kids some day, too. None of that was the issue – it was her.
Imagining the life he damn near almost had and how hollow it would feel had him sick to his stomach if he lingered on it for too long.
So he doesn’t.
He looks down at the way the pinks and golds in the sky are setting behind you, and just how fucking pretty you look like this, your eyes so nervous and glimmery, your cheeks hot to the touch. Your pretty lips all parted, slightly swollen from his very kisses, his kisses.
His.
You were his.
Or, you would be – there was not one world where Satoru would let this go, would let you go from him.
“Are you ready for our date, pretty?” He asks now, trying to lighten the slightly heavy mood, the lingering tension of a girl who should be gone from your mind, but one who is clearly still there.
He can read you like a book, it’s insanity to think he never could read the fact that you liked him back.
Like wasn’t really the word for what he felt, not even close.
“I am so excited,” you admit, giggling and kissing him again, Satoru opens the car door for you, but his hand lingers on your lower back as you slide in, his fingers tracing the curve of your hip through the soft material.
“God your ass in this - I mean!?”
“Satoru Gojo!” You smack at him and he blushes, looking rightfully abashed. “You pervert!”
“Fuck it’s like my mouth just said it without my brain connecting,” he grimaces and shakes his head as you snort, rolling your eyes and letting him slide in beside you, a hand on your thigh. “Forgive me, pretty?”
“The dinner better be good.”
“Mhm, of course it will be.”
A date with Satoru Gojo – the inner youth in you is fucking flipping out, right along with current you.
*****
Satoru’s hand is on your thigh so casually as the two of you sit next to each other in the little booth, his thumb stroking little circles on your skin that inch higher and higher, just to dart right back down. Maddening, like a second nature as the two of you peer at the menu, though you can’t focus on a goddamn thing.
Every time you shift in the plush bench, you feel the friction of the seat against your twitchy lil clit, already craving him so damn bad, the memories of the way he flicked his tongue on it swirling through your head. He looks at you as you move again, hips shifting, this smirk on his lips.
“You keep shifting like that and we’re not gonna make it to dinner,” he murmurs softly, leaning low. You gasp.
“You’d have me not eat!?”
“I’d be the one eating,” he teases, you exhale, a breathy little laugh escaping your lips as he moves his hand higher, teasing that skin there, you damn near press his hand between your thighs you clench up so tight. “Oh, you like that idea?”
“You know I do, bratty boy,” his fingers press firmly against your panty clad cunt for a brief moment, and you barely fucking bite back a moan, burying your face against the crook of his neck, hoping no one could hear your little gasp. “Toru….”
“Fuck, you’re already soaking through these panties, hmm?” You just nod, your face burning as you shift once more, his fingertips brushing over where you’re swollen and needy. “All from thinking of me?”
“You’re teasin’ me, meanie,” he laughs softly, shaking his head as you nip his neck with your teeth, earning his own little soft moan. “Revenge.”
“Revenge, hmm?”
“Mhm…” The waitress comes, having you both separate, she is bright and bubbly as she damn near gives Satoru her number, just for him to politely ignore her advances.
The audacity of people never serves to blow you away.
Yet in that very moment, you know all the attention is right on you, even as his damn phone goes off – it’s on vibrate as you’re both sipping on wine, nibbling on appetizers together. Yet it keeps buzzing on the table, moving in little circles it’s vibrating so fucking hard – Satoru glances at it, his jaw tightening a bit visibly.
“Wanna check?”
“No.”
“Toru it could be your parents, Suguru…” He sighs at that, picking up the phone and peeking at it, frowning, shoving it into his pocket with a hasty little gesture.
“Not them.”
Ah.
“Sarah?” you ask softly, unsure of just how to bring it up, he’s clearly frustrated at her incessant calling.
“She clearly can’t stand the thought of me not being at her beck and call anymore,” Satoru sighs and looks at you, forking a bite of food in your mouth. “Open up now.”
“You can’t say that,” he laughs softly, clearly trying to ease the tension, as you chew thoughtfully. “Mmm, it’s yummy.”
“It is,” you laugh again, when he reaches his hand over to you, his fingertips brushing against the corner of your mouth, where a little drop fell. The contact alone has your pulse just racing. “Very yummy.”
“Will I be finding out tonight?” You tease, then gasp. “Oh my god, I said that!?”
“Yeah you did,” he’s damn near snorting as you playfully shove him, feeling that blush rush across your cheeks, especially when his fingertips slide down the side of your neck, tracing the line of your collarbone, leaving goosebumps everywhere as the tension builds even deeper.
God it’s hard not to slide on his lap.
You’ve never felt this, and it’s terrifying.
The only thing that breaks up the tension is when that phone starts ringing again, buzzing in his pocket, he peers at it and glares.
“Toru…”
“She can fuck right off. I’m busy with you,” your lips tremble a bit, he grabs his fork and feeds you more. “Very busy.”
“Good,” you answer softly. “I’d get jealous.”
“Oh yeah?” He raises a brow and you nod, making him chuckle. “You’re fucking adorable.”
“Adorable, I’m serious!”
“I won’t make you jealous, ever…” He leans close, cupping your face once more. “All my undivided attention is here, okay?”
“I do?” He hums and nods, capturing your mouth in another sweet kiss, one that lingers and feels you so full, you can’t help but sigh and lean into it.
“I’m all yours tonight,” he grins, letting you feel the lines of his teeth. “Sounds slutty, doesn’t it?”
“It does a bit,” you’re so nervous now – Satoru is absolutely the more experienced one, and you won’t know what you’re doing when you try to please him. But damned if that will stop you from trying. “All mine?”
“Mhm.”
*****
The tension is damn near unbearable when the two of you get back in the car, and the two glasses of pinot are rushing through your veins, making you dizzy.
“I had so much fun,” you say softly as he pulls out of the parking lot, his hand right back on your thigh, possessive, so fucking warm. It’s not teasing like at the restaurant, it’s firmly sitting there, squeezing almost too hard. “Did you?”
“I did,” you hear his sigh. “Too much fucking fun.”
“It was! I can’t believe we went on a date,” he’s laughing again softly at how cute you are, with the lights shining in the car as he drives through the nearly empty streets at night, his fingertips trailing up towards that heat.
“We went on a date,” he slips his fingers past the hem of your dress, pushing aside the soaked fabric of your panties to find your slick, swollen folds, eliciting a filthy little whine from your throat. “Fuck… you’re even wetter…”
“All your fault,” you mumble, arching your hips, leaning closer. “Had me thinking of your promise.”
“Oh?” He feels how soaked you are, groaning out at it – his eyes flicking between you and the road, as he glides a lengthy finger through your wet, puffy folds, so hot he can’t imagine how good it’d feel around him. “All this thinking of sucking my cock, really?”
“Yes… ah! W-wanna…” Your head falls back against the seat as he finds your clit now, circling it with a practiced ease that has you petty and jealous as fuck that Sarah got it, you shove it right out of your mind, knowing it’s nonsense.
You wish it was only ever you two and that’s fucking ridiculous, what this boy makes you feel, as you’re rolling your hips against his hand, craving even more.
“Wanna what, hmm? Can’t talk?”
“Tease,” you moan in frustration when he pulls his fingers off, sucking one and making you gasp. “Toru… could I try now?”
“Sucking my cock driving!?!”
“Yes?” His eyes widen, fingers falling from his lips as you start panicking just a bit at your bold ass words. “I mean… no? I mean…. Yes.”
“Fuck…”
Is he in a dream?
“You really wanna?” He’s almost nervous, yes he’s done that a lot with Sarah, but this was you – sweet, innocent, band geek girl who he’s played alongside since the damn sandbox at the playground.
What if he hurt your mouth?
What if he gagged you?
What if you hit some speedbump and you bit it on accident, if you-
“I do want to try um, only if you want,” you whisper, he can hardly hold his thoughts together, mind swirling with every thought ever as you look at him all pretty in the night, your scent clinging to him, taste ruining his senses. “I wanna please you like you did.”
“Anything you do will,” he murmurs, leaning back as you all hit a red light and nervously fumbling with his zipper like it’s his damn first time, the metallic rasp of it echoing in the car, mixing with the quiet him. You bite down on your lip, undoing your seatbelt to lean over, a strap falling down your shoulder to reveal some of your pretty collarbone. “God, look at you.”
He frees his cock with a pathetic little whine, and it slaps hard against his stomach, thick and heavy, just leaking pre-cum right down that swollen tip, reddened with how badly he needs you. “Toru… you’re hard from…”
“Touching you? God, yes,” you lean forward, ever trusting, as he takes your hand and wraps it around him, exhaling, the light turns green and he very reluctantly starts driving, his hand leaving yours now, slipping up the back of your hair on your neck and entangling there as you kneel. “Feel what you do to me, pretty girl? Feel how hard I am for you?”
“Yes,” it’s heady, knowing you have this effect on him, as you stroke him carefully, your thumb swiping over the slick head, swirling that pre right around, earning his little groan, his head tilting back against the seat for just a moment. “Should I put my mouth around you?”
“God, please,” he laughs now. “Got me pathetic.”
“No, Toru,” you lap your tongue to gather it, climbing so you’re right on your knees with your ass up as he drives, his hand tightening when you wrap your mouth around his fat tip and suck. “Mnnh…”
“Fuckin’ perfect, shit,” he’s having trouble with just the tip in your mouth, that’s how fucked you have him as you suck, and he can’t stop the sounds escaping his mouth, ones Sarah would have made fun of if she could have ever even gotten them from him.
You’re so different.
You moan at his whimpers, you arch higher, soft and sweet how you suck, like you’re worried to hurt him – each bump on the road knocking his cock deeper in your throat. Stretching it, burning it, making him suck in a breath – whispering your name in a way that has you slick when he finds you over your panties.
“Oh sweetheart, you’re even wetter,” he runs his fingers underneath your panties, right along your bare, dripping folds, finding your hole and plunging right inside.
After teasing it all damn evening, his fingertip that pulls out and drags against your sensitive clit is almost too much, you’re drooling down his cock, taking him even deeper. “Mnh!”
“Like that?” he asks softly, his voice husky and deep – so fucking low it hits some part of you that makes you clench around him, as you swallow around his cock, slurping up every bit of pre that spurts out. “You’re doing so good, that’s it – don’t even have to tell you what to do.”
The praise fucks you up furthher, as he’s dragging his shaft through your wet mouth, his fingers pumping in and out of your slick pussy, she sucks two fingers in far easier than last time, so full with those callouses inside you the sensation is too hard to articulate. Your brain is all addled as you take more, until you’re choking on him, spit falling right around.
“Oh my…” He’s at another red light, hand pulling hard at your hair, his hips bucking up. “You takin’ cock like that? Choking just for me?”
“Mhm,” is your only response, your hands gripping his thighs, the denim rough underneath your skin as your head starts moving with his guidance. He’s bucking his hips up in a desperate, needy little rhythm as your lashes flutter shut, the noises just urging you on.
“Are you okay, baby?” He pauses when you gag, you pull back, looking at him with dazed eyes and dripping lips, nodding. “You sure?”
“I like choking on it…”
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Satoru knows he doesn’t have much longer, so fucking drunk off your mouth that he doesn’t notice the green lights, the horns behind you both, your mouth landing right back on his length. He hits another speed bump, shoving his cock so deep he feels your tiny throat stretching, his fingers landing back in your hair to try to tug you up, leaving your pussy empty.
“Sorry, shit, I…”
“No,” you murmur now, your tongue focusing on his tip, hand stroking his spit soaked cock as he drives. “Please, I like it.”
“Can’t take it,” he pulls right in front of your dorm now, dragging you on his lap, completely and utterly done for when he kisses the white off your mouth, tongue lavishing alongside yours as he drags your bare cunt against him, your thighs trembling on either side of him once he’s in park. “I need to feel her.”
“Toru I…”
“Won’t take your first time like this baby,” he reassures you immediately, gliding his tip through your swollen folds, hearing your every little sigh and whine as the steering wheel presses against.”
“What if I want it?” He pauses, cursing and resting his head against your chest, sighing.
“Not gonna fuck you in the car for the first, sorry,” he sighs at your cute little pout. “Didn’t you wanna wait a bit?”
“Not now.”
Satoru chuckles, grinding against you once more, watching your head fall back as he kisses up your throat. “Oh? Now you’re so ready, hmm?”
“Very,”, the friction is unbearably sweet, each jerk of his hips and drag of his cock against your clit shooting hot need right through you. The purring hum of his car is filled with the wet, slick sounds of your cunt on him, with the light whir of that air conditioner blowing on your skin. “I want it.”
“I want you,” he murmurs now, leaning back to tug your panties aside and slip his seat back, his eyes darting right to where you’re gliding and making a mess on him, watching his cock disappear and reappear from between your folds, picturing how good it’ll look when it’s in your stomach. “You’re so fucking wet for me, hmm? Making such a mess.”
He grabs your ass now, firmer than before – his long fingers digging into the soft flesh of it as he takes control of the pace, rutting even faster, kissing up your collarbone as your head falls to the side.
“Toru, in me…”
“Wanna lose it on the first date, baby? Tsk,” you shove at him playfully, making his eyes light up, and you pause.
Even if it’s filthy straddling Satoru Gojo like this, even if he’s leaking pre against your twitchy, needy clit, his eyes lighting up in the dark?
It’s so sweet.
It’s what you missed the most about him since he endured Sarah, the light you’d give anything to see again, right here, as he’s moving you up and down, fucking your panties when they slip back. His tip presses in and out, stretching the cotton, making it completely soaked and nearly transparent with the mix of fluids.
All while you peek at him under your lashes, so much left unsaid between the two of you.
“What is it? Hmm?” He is teasing you now grinding against your cunt, the rough denim of his jeans brushing against your inner thighs in a way that makes you even wetter. You can feel the pressure inside you building up so tight, this burning hot need in your stomach as you moan out, kissing him and rolling your hips right with his guidance.
“Your eyes,” you whisper, nose nuzzling his for just a moment as he pauses. “They're so happy right now.”
He can't stop the grin on his damn face.
“That's because of you,” you melt, kissing him messier now. “Got me all corny.”
“I like …. It, Toru… I’m…” you can barely form the words you need anymore, your body trembling as he lifts and drags you down, every kiss stealing your breath. “Gonna c-cum, I…”
“Me too, sweetheart,” he whispers out the words, his voice a hot breath against your lips. “Cum with me, yeah? Let me feel you soak my cock with all that pretty slick, please? Just for me.”
His words and his jerky motions are your undoing, the way he asks is so damn cute as if he's not this close to slamming you down on his cock. His tip hits your clit one more time, and you shatter over him, blinding pleasure so intense you see white hot stars behind your closed eyes.
“Look at me,” you try to obey, gasping out as you squirt right on him, your cunt clenching and pulsing around nothing as you gush. “Good girl. Fuck… good… girl…”
He's kissing you as he feels your slickness rushing down him, making the glide even easier, pushing him right over with you.
“Good girl…” he murmurs again, having you tremble from aftershocks and cling tightly to his shoulders, cursing when he finally cums right on you.
You gasp when you feel it – those hot, thick puffy ropes of white cum spurting against your cunt, so much some sticks to your stomach and pussy, coating your skin in a warm, sticky mess. He keeps grinding against you even after, even as he is so clearly desperate and needy, drawing out both of your pleasure orgasm as he pulses and twitches.
“God,” he groans out, the sound muffled against your neck, his teeth sinking into your skin as he bucks up a few more times, until you're both twitchy, oversensitive little messes.
For a moment, you both just breathe together and kiss softly, the only sounds in the now steamed up sports car are those, the whines, the whimpers, the hasty little murmurs of your names.
You can feel the frantic thrumming of your pulse, making you dizzy as you fall against him, whole body weak from pleasure.
If that's what just dry humping or panty fucking was, what was sex?
How would you take that!?
“Fuck I never thought I would feel this,” he finally whispers, after he catches his breath a bit, pressing soft, lingering little kisses along the curve of your shoulder, his hands coming up to stroke your back in little circles, easing back to study you.
God he is pretty like this.
“You okay. Baby, too much?”
You nod quickly, still so shy you hug him tightly, your face buried in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent as you gather yourself. “Mhm.”
“You sure?” You nod again, too overwhelmed to speak with the sensation of still feeling his cum against your skin, feeling the intimacy.
“I am. Promise, just was… too good?”
He chuckles softly. “Yeah it was, I think I blacked out for a second there.”
You lift your head and giggle, a shy smile playing on your lips, brushing some of his hair back from his damp forehead, seeing just how affected he is too. “No way?”
“Yeah I really did.”
In the reflection of his dark, glassy eyes. you're just the mirror image of him. Fucked out and…
In love.
He looks utterly wrecked, just like you, and a part of you can't help but love it – love that you did that to him.
He reaches up, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear, sighing as he studies you. “You’re so pretty, look at you.”
You blush at the praise, biting your lip. “You are.”
“Am I. Hmm?” He smirks lazily.
“Very, conceited boy, you already know…”
You are so in love it hurts.
Satoru is achingly gentle as he shifts you, eyeing the mess between you, his cum splattered across your stomach and the delicate silk of your dress, making him blush to the tips of his ears, seeing the crinkled material.
“Shit. I ruined your dress!”
You glance down and laugh softly, shaking your head.“It’s just a dress, it'll wash. It was so worth it.”
“Was it?” You giggle all cute again, ruining him. “Well, good… but, still, just lemme clean you up, yeah?”
Satoru is sweet and gentle as he carefully wipes the sticky fluid from your skin, that blush on his cheeks even redder as he sees just how much he came, his gaze still flickering back and forth between your eyes and the white on your skin.
“You were messy too,” you tease, he can’t help but grin as he kisses across your neck once more, wiping you carefully and easing your soaked cunt off him reluctantly.
“Very… there,” Satoru smooths your dress down over your soft thighs, his hands lingering on your hips and pressing in, despite the wrinkling of the fabric, you still looked so fucking pretty in it.
“All better?”
“Mhm, just perfect...”
He just holds you for a while after that on his lap, the sweetest hug after you are coming down from your high, back rubbed gently by his big hand, so soothing you feel yourself almost falling asleep.
It feels perfect with your head resting on his strong chest, his arms wrapped tightly around you, as the two of you match each other’s breathing, so much left to say that the silence is deafening.
Yet, it’s so new to you.
And he’s been hurt.
So for now, you both just snuggle, even as his phone buzzes again from his pocket, a persistent little fucking reminder that Sarah wasn’t just going to give up – despite treating Satoru like shit. The thoughts have your tummy flipping.
“Should you at least tell her to stop?”
“No, I won’t acknowledge her damn existence,” he says, taking the phone and putting it off vibrate now, grimacing and the amount of nasty ass texts and calls.
“What did she say?”
“Dumb shit that doesn’t matter,” he deletes the entire conversation, cupping your face once he sets down the phone. “Right now, this is all that matters, okay? You and me.”
You tilt your head back to look at him, your heart swelling. “Satoru… I…”
You swallow nervously, the words at the very tip of your tongue – It's too fast, even if you have known him forever. Satoru needs time to heal.
So for now, you just cup his face right back, letting him nuzzle and kiss your palm so cute your heart breaks.
The boy you always loved, you’re in his arms.
“I loved tonight, so much,” he grins again at that, bright white teeth against his face at your words. “I love the smile on your face tonight, and how your eyes are lit up so bright.”
“I feel the same looking at you,” he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Me too, so much. I can't wait for the formal.”
“Oh my god, me too!”
He walks you back up after a little bit, lingering in your doorway, unable to stop kissing you over and over, almost having to literally tear himself off since he has football God awful early.
But it's damn near impossible not to beg to sleep next to you.
“Good night, sweets,” he says finally, after a million little kisses, seeing just how sleepy you are.
“I’ll be at your practice tomorrow!”
“No, you’re so tired…”
“I wanna go,” you yawn again, hugging him tightly. “I wanna be at every practice for you.”
His heart is melting as he kisses the top of your head.
“Then I’ll be here to pick you up, okay?”
“Mhm,” you sigh, never wanting to leave his embrace as sleep already tugs at you. “G’night Toru.”
He keeps ignoring that phone after he leaves you and heads back, only for Sarah to lose her shit – glaring as she paces back and forth, before she looks up your dorm information, smiling.
She'd have to just pay you a visit in the morning, to make sure you knew your place.
*****
You expect it to be Satoru when you yawn and open up the door, the love note in your hand – but it’s not him.
It’s Sarah.
Your heart races in your chest when she smiles all mean and jacks it right out of your hand, laughing.
“Are you ready?” You ask your boyfriend, looking down at the hot pink strap you were wearing.
Satoru was on his hands and knees in bed as you stood behind him. He’d only given into this because you’d been begging to fuck him this way for months.
You squeezed some lube onto the rubber dick, taking a step closer to your boyfriend’s entrance.
“You better be nice to me. I’m the sweetest boyfriend on the planet for letting you do this. And.. I shared my kikufuku with you yesterday,” Satoru reminded.
The strongest would never admit that he was slightly nervous by the idea of being pegged. On the other hand, he’d also never admit how fucking into this he was.
The idea of his pretty little girlfriend fucking his asshole until he was in tears was a pretty thought. It made him hard just thinking about it.
“Are you ever nice to me?” You raised an eyebrow.
“That’s not fair! You like it rough! I’m just-” Gojo was cut off by the feeling of you lining the colored dildo up in front of his hole.
The cold lube made him twitch slightly. He groaned as you pushed yourself in slowly. “Tch..” Gojo grunted, his teeth bared as he took the silicone toy inch by inch.
Gojo was already trembling when you’d bottomed out. Seeing him this way was making you drip with wetness.
“You good..?” You asked your boyfriend after not hearing a playful comment from him since you’d pushed yourself inside.
“I’m fine,” he breathed out, his shoulders dipping slightly. His forehead was already dripping with sweat.
“Alright..” you replied, taking his words as a sign to start carefully moving your hips.
Your thrusts started off slow, careful not to hurt him.
Gojo grunted again, his arms struggling to hold up his own body weight.
The sight of him falling apart this way made you smile. You picked up the pace of your thrusts, grabbing ahold of his hips.
“God… you-” your boyfriend whined, his face falling into the pillow as his hands clawed at the silky black bedsheets, desperate for anything to grasp onto.
“What is it baby? Use your words..” you encouraged in his ear, bottoming your strap out inside of him.
He was enjoying this way more than he’d anticipated. His cock throbbed with need and desire. You’d barely even started, yet Satoru also felt his orgasm building.
This was so new. So.. pleasing.
“Baby I-” Gojo cut himself off with a whimper, tightening his grip on the sheets.
“You like it?” You asked him.
He nodded in reply. He liked this very much.
The speed and depth of your movements picked up, getting lost in the moment and the pleasure of your boyfriend.
Before you knew it, he was practically begging to cum.
Satoru’s cock throbbed as his semen stained the sheets below him.
The second you gently pulled out of him, he flopped onto the bed.
“You’re so evil..” he pouted.
“You loved it,” you replied.
“You wish,” Gojo rolled his eyes, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.
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ummm thinking abt big beefy men who eat you thru ur panties,you don't know why he's in such a hurry, as soon as the both of you got thru the door he dragged you thru the house all the way to the living room, pushing you on the couch and kneeling between your legs.
it's almost pathetic how this big burly man whines "i-im sorry" he'd stumble over his words "please- just needa taste you baby" he flips up your white frilly mini skirt and pushes your knees to your chest. ur so confused? where do this come from? after a long day of running errands and now he's so erratic and pent up for what? he takes a moment to admire how chubby ur pussy looks in ur baby pink panties n the obvious darker hue in the center of ur panties from arousal seeping thru the fabric.
then it snaps in him, he pushes his head into ur lower region messily licking your clothed slit, ur body's first reaction is to grab onto his hair and force his head to stay where it's at. he's kissing and sucking on your slit before making his way up to the swollen bud, he suckles on the fabric covering the bud causing all types of pornographic sounds to come out of you. you don't even know who's louder with the way that he's groaning and panting like a dog in heat.
he'd shake his head from side to side using his big beefy forearms to keep you still, "mmhah.. stay still girl." he said breathlessly but sternly before lowering his head again. at this point ur panties are soaked with his saliva and ur arousal but he plans to get them wetter, he presses his thumb to your entrance and speeds up his attack on your clit. not once did his low lusted eyes leave ur pretty face, i mean how could they when you were making the cutest expressions all at his expense! Ur eyebrows pinched together with ur bruised lips slightly parted letting out the prettiest sounds he has ever heard.
you can't help but arch ur back off of the bed when he slaps ur pussy
"ohmygoshh .. don't stopp" you embarrassingly whined, "who knew i had such a dirty girl, hm?" he chuckled before placing another firm slap on your puffy clit. you threw ur head back and gripped his forearm tightly, he knew you were almost there, that's the only reason he tugged your drenched panties to the side n slid his middle and ringer finger inside of ur wet cunny. pumping his fingers in and out at a animalistic pace, "fuuckkk's too muchhh" you'd scream looking down to watch "y'er a good girl, you can take it, you always do." he mumbles against your clit, curling his fingers inside of you trying to find that spot that makes you pop.
"dont stop 'm cumminggg fuuuckk !!" you squealed as ur climax came crashing down on you, gripping onto his forearm for dear life while moaning his name. he'd smirk but his fingers never stopped, his mouth never stopped. he kept going. maybe even going faster. you quickly become overstimulated trying to pry and push his head, but he was much stronger than you.
the orgasm came quicker than the last, it felt .. different? it felt hotter and wetter. his fingers grazed against ur sweet spot one more time and you let go, "nngghh, noo more it feels 's weirddd" you pleaded with a now raspy voice as clear fluid splashed again your stomach and his face, causing your eyes and his to widen in surprise.
"damn, ur so messy." he says slapping ur clit to see ur release splash even more. he finally let's go of ur legs after licking you clean, all you can do is lay there with ur brain all hazy n ur legs all sore. "you still with me baby?" he teases as he puts ur panties back in place.
"need you to return the favor." was the last thing he said before standing up and placing ur hand on his bulge.
toji … nanami … zoro … reiner …KATSUKIII + any of ur fav burly men !!
an: i trying to write more, i really am but i cant write short lil paragraphs i always turn them into novels so i’m workin on that ! but anyways my bday is in 5 days >0< not proof read
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