I found Ushijima doujin in Pixiv last night. It was... HOT. So Ushi was under the influence of aphrodisiac (don't worry, it's fully consented by him). And it got me thinking... NSFW Ushi with sex pollen prompt 😩💦 HNNGGNGNFGGGH
man this is such a thought just the idea of Ushijima so needy for you and unable to control himself despite always showing so much restraint fuck fdljalfjsa;
also please share the image with the class
anyway tw overstimulation, dubcon if you squint, minors please leave me alone
“H-haaa, ah... s-s-s-slow d-down!”
It’s not the first time you’ve ever begged for your Toshi to slow down - after all, his strokes can be as tough to handle as his spikes when he’s in the mood for you, especially when he gets in a particular groove while you’re making love... but this? This is more than you can handle, the way he’s got your spine curved in the mattress and your legs hiked up as far as they can go as he fills you so deeply with his cock you’re pretty sure you intermittently see stars.
“I... fuck, I can’t...” Ushijima replies, almost pleading. Before you can say anything further, you gasp, or rather your breath is cut short by the slam of hips against you. His eyes close shut and he groans as his strong arms wrap around your vulnerable body, already crushed by his weight, in order to keep your flailing arms from trying desperately to resist him.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I just... fuck, please just let me have this,” he all but whimpers, burying his face into the crook of your neck. The sink of his teeth into the soft skin of your shoulder ignites a fire that courses through you, your back arches almost reflexively.
“I can’t stop... I... I don’t want to but even if I did, I couldn’t,” he mumbles in your ear.
There’s an atypical strain in his voice as he ruts into you, his pace not relenting for a second, panting all the while. He’s feverish and much, much hotter than usual as though he is in some way sick, but you can’t imagine that anyone suffering from an illness can be that... virile.
To that admission of complete loss of self-control, you can only moan as your pussy continues to take a beating; the slap of his balls against your ass is loud and rhythmic.
He cannot stop moaning your name as though it’s the only thing that can ground him in the moment.
“Please -” he is crying almost as much as you are from the overstimulation and overabundance of lust as he fucks you fiercely and recklessly, “just bear with me okay, princess?”