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katsuki got home later than usual. you heard the front door open, the heavy drop of his bag, then the familar sound of him toeing off his shoes. he didn't call out, never did. you stayed where you were on the couch, one leg curled under you, the other stretched out, scrolling through nothing on your phone while some random show played quietly in the background.
he walked past the living room first, heading for the kitchen. you listened to the fridge opening, the soft clink of a soda can, then his footsteps coming back. when he finally dropped down beside you the couch dipped under his weight. he smelled like outdoors and faint sweat, maybe he just came from the gym.
he craked the can open and took a long sip before glancing at the tv.
"this shit any good?"
"not really." he grunted and leaned back, stretching one arm along the back of the couch behind your shoulders. his fingers brushed your hair once, absent-minded, then stayed there. the two of you sat like that for a while, and it was comfortable. quiet. his thumb eventually started moving in slow, lazy stroked against the side of your neck.
you shifted a little, turning toward him more. his eyes flicked down to your bare legs for a second before going back to the screen. "you're all smooth." he muttered, almost to himself.
"got it done earlier."
"the usual place?" "mhm! they had a different person today, though."
his hand stilled. "...what kind of different.?"
"a guy. the girl i usually see was out on vacay, so i had to settle with this dude. he was fine though, really throrough actually."
katsuki turned his head to look at you properly this time. his expression didn't change much, but something in his eyes sharpened. "a guy." he repeated. "mhm." he stared at you for another second, then let out a short breath through his nose and looked back at the tv. his hand left your neck, and he took another drink from the can, slower this time.
"you fuckin' wimme?"
"no...?"
"you're tellin' me some random dude had his hands all over you for an hour." "it's his job, katsuki." "i know what a fucking job is."
he set the can down on the table a little harder than necessary. you watched the muscle in his jaw work. he didn't look angry exactly. more like irritated and trying not to show it. after a moment he reached over, hooked two fingers in the hem of your shorts, and tugged once.
"c'mere."
you let him pull you closer until you were half in his lap, one leg thrown over his thigh. his hand settled on your bare knee, warm and rough, sliding up a little higher than necessary. he didn't say anything else for a bit. just kept his palm there, thumb brushing back and forth over your skin like he was checking the smoothness for himself. eventually, he spoke again,
"was he weird about it?"
"no, of course not! he was professional."
he made a low sound that could've meant anything. his hand kept traveling higher, slipping under the loose fabric of your shorts until his fingers brushed the edge of your underwear. you felt him pause there, then push the fabric aside so he could drag two fingers slowly between your folds. you were already a little wet, and he noticed immediately.
"hah." the corner of his mouth twitched. "that from talking about it?"
"maybe."
he huffed something close to a laugh and pushed those two fingers inside you without much warning. the stretch made you inhale sharply as he watched your face while he worked them in and out, slow and deliberate, curling them just enough.
you attempted to surpress your moans, but he sees right through you, he always does. he absolutely adores the sounds you make, it makes his dick harder than anything.
"still sensitive?" he asked.
you nodded.
"good."
he pulled his fingers out, shiny with your slick, and brought them up to his mouth like it was nothing. you watched him taste you, eyes half-lidded before he wiped his hand on his sweats and reached for the waistband of your shorts.
"up."
you lifted your hips so he could tug everything down and off. the second you were bare he pulled you fully into his lap so you were straddling him. his big hands gripped your thighs, spreading you open over the hard line of his cock still trapped in his sweats. he grounded up against you once, slow and filthly, letting you feel every inch of him through the fabric.
he then shoved his own pants down just far enough. you felt the thick, hot head of his tip nudge against you. he held himself steady with one hand, already pumping himself. you heard him groan a little, trying to hide his own moans.
he used the other hand on your hip to guide you down. the first push made both of you go quiet. you sank onto him inch by inch, the stretch familar but still intense, until you were fully seated and his forehead was pressed to your shoulder.
"fuck."
you started moving first, slow rolls of your hips that made him exhale hard. katsuki let you set the pace for a minute, just holding on and watching the way you took him. then his grip tightened and he started helping, lifting you and pulling you back down onto his cock in a deeper, steadier rhythm.
everytime you dropped down he filled you completely. you could feel the thick drag of him, the way your walls clenched around the length of him on every damn stroke. the wet sound of it got louder the longer you went. his breathing turned rough against your neck. one of his hands slid up your back, palm warm to keep you close.
he kissed you then, messy, open-mouthed, a little desperate. you felt like smile against your lips when you moaned into it.
"louder," he said. "i wanna hear it."
and you did just that, gave him exactly what he wanted. your hands braced on his shoulders as he fucked up into your harder, the angle shifting until every thrust dragged right against the spot that made your thighs shake. his thumb found your clit and rubbed, steady circles while he kept moving.
the sensation was building fast, and eventually you came first clenching hard around him, a broken moan being caught in your throat as the pleasure flushed through you. katsuki cursed under his breath and kept going, fucking you through it with short deep thrusts until your body started to relax again.
but he didn't stop.
he shifted under you, planting his feet on the floor for better leverage, and drove up into you with more force. the new angle punched fresh sounds out of you. you were overwhelmed and he knew it, but he only groaned like he liked the way you twitched around him.
"still so fucking tight," he muttered. "jesus."
his rhythm started to deter. you felt him get closer by the way his hands gripped harder, the way his breathing got sloppy. a few more deep thrusts and he buried himself all the way in with a low, rough sound, dick pulsing as he came inside you in thick, hot spurts.
neither of you moved for a while, while his arms stayed around you, holding you in place while he caught his breath. eventually he leaned back against the couch, taking you with him.
his hand stroked lazily up and down your spine. "...don't tell me no shit like that right when i get home," he said after a minute. "nearly short-circuited my fucking brain."
"so it worked?"
"what worked? it was a prank? you piece of shit."
a/n; that pic of him is so fucking hot omg; dividers by @robinavitchslut !
hii do you write smut? 🫣 because if so then I am very interested in breeding kink bakugo who finally gives into his urges..
couldn't stop thinking about this ask so UGHH of course my horny ass had to write it. also was supposed to be a drabble but uhh i went overboard and wrote 1.5k words..
++ i wanted to preface i am not encouraging unsafe sex!! this is just fiction and a fantasy!! please practice safe sex IRL and wear a condom always!
content warning (please read!!): smut so MDNI!! 18+ only, unprotected sex, pregnancy risk, it's a breeding kink smut so idk everything you think would go with that lol
For the longest time, Katsuki had wanted to fuck you raw.
Usually you were responsible together, always pausing right before he could sink in so he could waddle over half-naked to the nightstand and rip open a shiny condom wrapper. He’d roll it down slowly, eyes locked on yours the entire time, jaw tight. Sex with a condom was good, safe. The right thing to do.
But if he was being honest, nothing turned him on more than the thought of feeling you completely. Your hot, silky walls squeezing him bare, skin on skin, no barrier between him and that perfect pussy. He knew you’d feel fucking insane.
So when you finally whispered that you wanted it too, your boyfriend was over the moon. The first time he slid into you unprotected, it felt like a door to heaven had been opened for him. As long as he pulled out, as long as he stayed careful… everything would be fine, right?
Tonight, after a long, brutal day of patrols, Katsuki came home to you already sprawled lazily on the bed in that tiny two-piece pajama set he loved, the one that barely covered your ass. He was freshly showered, still damp, muscles aching, and all he wanted was to bury himself in you. He scoffed at the way you’d made him shower first, but the second he climbed onto the bed, you swung a leg over and straddled his lap. His hands turned greedy instantly, grabbing your waist, squeezing your ass, kneading and claiming every inch of you like he’d been starving for it.
“Fuck, you’re already wet,” he growled, voice low and rough. His fingers rubbed over the damp spot on your panties, pressing the fabric against your slit. Impatient as always, he shoved the fabric aside and dragged two thick digits along your slick folds before pushing the tips inside.
A low groan rumbled in his chest at how soaked you were. Just from kissing and a little groping, your pussy was dripping for him. His dick throbbed hard against the waistband of his boxers, leaking and aching to be freed. He deepened the kiss, tongue sliding against yours as he sank both fingers into your tight heat. You moaned into his mouth, the wet, filthy sound of his fingers pumping in and out mixing with your heavy breathing. He curled them just right, stroking that spongy spot inside you that made your back arch.
“Y’so fucking wet for me, baby,” he muttered against your lips, voice gravelly. “This pussy’s been begging for me, hasn’t it?”
You nodded, dazed, fingers tangled in his hair. Your hips rolled against his hand, chasing the pleasure. He pumped faster, scissoring his fingers, stretching you open while his thumb found your swollen clit.
You were already trembling when he finally slid them out. With a low grunt, Katsuki gripped your hips and flipped you onto your back in one smooth motion. He settled between your spread thighs, keeping your panties pushed tightly to the side, the thin fabric still framing your dripping pussy.
He pulled at his waistband and his thick, heavy length sprang free. His tip was flushed dark pink and dripping pre-cum. He stroked himself once, twice, staring down at your glistening pussy like a man starved.
“Been thinking about this all damn day,” he rasped, lining himself up. His fat head nudged your entrance, teasing your folds. He pushed in slowly, savoring every inch as your walls fluttered and clenched around him. The raw heat of you made his eyes roll back.
“Fuck…” he hissed through gritted teeth. He set a hard rhythm right away, hips snapping forward, driving deep. Your back arched off the bed with every thrust, moans spilling from your lips as he fucked you into the mattress. One hand pinned your thigh wide while the other braced beside your head. Every powerful thrust made your tits bounce under your little pajama top, something that sent Bakugou even further over the edge.
“Been cravin’ you like a fuckin’ animal,” he groaned, leaning down into your neck.
You moaned, the sound shameless and needy as he filled you so perfectly. The stretch was overwhelming in the best way, pleasure bordering on too much. You stayed like that for a few more moments, rocking back against him, before he pulled out with a low curse.
In one swift motion he flipped you onto your stomach, your ass slightly raised just enough for him to bully his hips into you. Your white cotton panties were still on, the soaked fabric bunched and shoved roughly to the side, the edge digging into your skin as he stretched you open again. He knelt between your spread thighs, one strong hand gripped your hip, the other palmed the curve of your ass, holding you exactly where he wanted you.
“Fuck.” He groaned, voice low and rough. His eyes were locked on where your slick pussy swallowed him, the lacy trim of your ruined panties rubbing against his shaft with every thrust. “Look at you… taking me like this with your panties still on.”
You loved the feeling of Katsuki inside you, even more when he got hot and heavy, muttering dirty things in your ear, it only made you want to do it back. You turned your head to the side so that you could peer at him, the sight of him making you wetter. “You want to come inside so bad, right Katsuki?” You panted, gazing back at him with a needy expression that drove him wild. Another wet thrust made you whimper.
His rhythm faltered for a second before he rocked back harder, a low rumble escaping his chest. Ever since he’d confessed his breeding kink, you’d turned into a fucking menace. You’d made it your personal goal to break him every single time he fucked you raw, whispering filthy little encouragements, clenching around him on purpose, begging him to fill you up, to knock you up, to give you exactly what he was dying to give. He both hated and loved it.
He glanced down between your bodies, watching the obscene way your soaked pussy stretched around him. Thick strings of your slick stretched and snapped every time he pulled back, coating his shaft and dripping down to soak the sheets. You were so wet it was embarrassing. So tight he was losing his mind.
You pushed back against him, clenching deliberately around his length. “You want to pump me full” you continued, breathy moans breaking up the words of your pleads, “Make a mess of my pussy.” Your body clenched greedily around him, lost in a haze of pleasure, completely drunk on the fullness of him inside you.
“Shut the fuck up.” He muttered through gritted teeth. The words came out harsh and guttural, the same tone he used when he was seconds away from exploding. He knew if you said another word while he was still inside you he was finished. His hand slapped down on your ass, gripping hard as he sat taller, hips snapping forward with new aggression. The wet, filthy sound of your soaked cunt echoed louder.
You clenched tighter around him, a fresh gush of slick coating his dick and dripping down onto your bunched panties. “But Katsuki..” you whined, voice muffled and needy, deliberately pushing him. “I just need it all in my stomach..I want all of it..please.”
Katsuki didn’t know how he was still breathing, the animalistic side of him had completely taken over. He was always so responsible with you. He was always pulling out, always careful, never letting his fantasies actually risk reality. But tonight you’d pushed every single button, and the sight of you like this, face down, panties shoved to the side, juices spilling from your tight pussy with every thrust, had finally broken him.
He could barely keep it together when he heard your next words. “I’m gonna c-c-c—!” Your sentence shattered into desperate, dry moans as your orgasm hit hard. Your walls spasmed violently around his dick, gushing arousal all over him while your eyes rolled back.
A deep, feral growl ripped out of Katsuki’s chest. He slammed in deep and held himself there as thick and heavy ropes of cum exploded inside you. Pulse after pulse flooded your pussy, filling you with his warm release. Your eyes widened as you looked back at him, half-lidded, and a little scared. He never actually came inside.
He caught that look on your face and it only made him thrust harder. He thrust forward a couple more times before pressing deep, spilling every last drop inside you as he held you close.
You both caught your breath in the same quiet moment, chests still rising and falling together, before you finally spoke. “K-Katsuki…” you stuttered, still breathless, “you came inside…”
He let out a deep breath and pressed his forehead against yours for a moment. “Yeah… I know,” he muttered, voice rough. “Couldn’t help it with you lookin’ like that.”
He lingered just a moment longer, thumb brushing over your hip before he finally pulled out and rolled off the bed. You lay there, warm and glowing, listening to him rummage around the room. He came back moments later with a soft warm cloth and gently cleaned you up, his touch careful.
When was done, his arm draped around your body and he pulled you closer as you started to drift off to sleep. The room was quiet for a moment until his phone screen suddenly lit up on the nightstand. He reached for it with his free hand, the blue glow casting harsh shadows across his face while he quietly researched the cost of a pregnancy test.
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ᝰ.ᐟ you love when katsuki gets drunk 18+, not proofread
“You so f-fuckking pretty baby—ahh-fuck!”
You loved it when katsuki got like this.
Drunk of 6 shots of patron and that sweet cunt squeezing the life out of him. And it was so rare to get him drunk, so rare to get him to drop his hard ass attitude and spit fire responses.
The alcohol in his system made what would’ve been nasty degradation turn into even nastier praise.
He had your hips pressed against the bathroom sick with his hand firm against your throat as he ruts into you. His jeans pulled down just enough so his cock can spring free and your skirt bunched up to your hips.
“My pretty girl with the prettiest pussy” he growls in your ear, squeezing your neck him more, using it as leverage to pull you back down as his cock whenever you would try to push yourself away.
The loss of air made you mind all fuzzy, your eyes fluttered shut every now and then.
“Uh-uhhh” he protested, his free hand coming up to grin your hair back, your already arched back bending even more.
“Want you to see how beautiful you are baby, how beautiful you look when your full of dick” he whispers, angling his hips to hit that spot that makes your cunt gush.
“Ahhh—fuck! Katsss!” If it wasn’t for his tight grip on you, you would’ve went face first into the mirror
“I know, baby, I knowww” he coos to you, thrusts getting harsher and harsher with every stroke, you can feel every vein, every ridged breath he takes, even his heart thumping against your back.
You feel it all.
authors note — horny at work guys, sue me 🤷♀️, may be a little bit of ooc but idgaf bc I RUN LA
katsuki cannot handle it when you ride him, even though he'll tell you otherwise. he's boastful the first time, all cocky and eager, confidence just dripping from his voice as he gets comfortable on the bed.
but as soon as he feels you sink onto him, legs on either side of his hips and hands resting on his shoulders, it's as if all his self-control is gone.
and for a while, he can handle it. he can keep up with you and help you move against him. but his resolve is no match for your stamina and the sweet sounds of your voice in his ear.
when you lean forward, hugging his body to yours, face pressed into the hollow of his neck and all he can hear are your moans and whimpers in the shell of his ear, he's a goner :(
he knows it and so do you.
his heart practically beating in his throat, eyes bloodshot and his forehead dewy. it's like he's paralyzed. completely in awe as he watches himself disappear inside you. over and over again.
not even you calling his name can take him out of this trance, nor the way you plant kisses on his face as a check for a sign of life — he's completely lost in you and would never dare to find his way back.
katsuki bakugo moaned into your pussy. you towered above him as he knelt before you in your room, sucking your cunt. your hand tangled in his hair and your head tipped back slightly while he whimpered just tasting you.
who knew bakugo, the angry, loud pro hero, was such a moaning bitch. and he’s only eating you out. poor boy trying his best not to hump your leg, his red eyes staring up at you.
your legs started to shake as his mouth left it’s post. he stood up and picked you up bridal style. he brought his mouth to yours and kissed you. you could taste yourself on his mouth.
he set you down on the edge of your bed and knelt again. “i want you to come on my tongue” he says, looking everywhere but you .
you smirk. “you better get to eating then, baby”
his eyes shine and he looks up at you. “then can i..?”
your hand caresses his face and he leans in to your touch. “that depends on how hard you make me cum” you were going to say no anyway. seeing him beg was so much more sexier than just giving him everything he wanted.
you lean back on your arms and open your legs. he immediately dives in. his tongue slides inside you and his teeth brush your clit. you let out a moan and your back arches, wanting him to be deeper.
he whimpers at the noise that leaves your mouth, his hips jerking, trying to get some friction from the bed. the whimper sends vibrations through your pussy and your hand immediately finds its way into his gorgeous blonde hair.
you pull his face into you more and you rock your hips. “i’m so close katsuki” you pant. your head hangs back and your eyes close. you’re practically riding his face.
his hands grip the bed on either sides of your thighs. he’s not holding back at humping the bed anymore. he whimpers and moans as you rub against his face.
“oh fuck katsuki, i’m cumming. don’t stop” you groan. he whimpers in response and tries to bury himself deeper. your arms collapse and you fall back. your legs wrap around his head as you cum. your hips jerk into him and he whines.
he doesn’t stop until you tell him to. he crawls on top of you. he’s panting hard.
his mouth finds yours and his lower body rests on yours. you feel something wet near his crotch. you smile. you break the kiss to taunt him.
“did you cum just from eating me out?”
he whines. “‘m sorry.. you just..mngh.. tasted so..” he kisses you again, his hips rocking against you. “can i fuck you now?”
you pretend to think about it.
“no”
his face scrunches up like he’s about to start fucking crying.
“baby.. baby please. i tried so hard to make you feel good. i’m sorry for cumming, you just looked so..” he trailed off. compliments weren’t something he was used to giving.
that almost made you change your mind. “tomorrow, okay? i promise” you smile as his face immediately perks up. he smiles back and gives you one more kiss before rolling off you.
you carefully get up off the bed and your legs are a bit shaky. bakugo immediately stands up and lends a hand.
“damn, i haven’t even put my dick in you yet” he’s clearly already back to he’s cocky self.
“shut up before i change my mind about tomorrow” you joke back. he goes silent and helps you to the bathroom. he stares at you with his deep red eyes as you get into the shower.
“i love you” he says as he turns to change out of his clothes.
“i love you too kats” you call out.
✉️ : had to post on the first 🙏🏼 happy new year freaks 😭 not proofread at all or even like thought out fully btw. i whipped this up in an hour 🥹 i’ll write part two if i feel like it
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He’d die before admitting it to anyone else, but with you? He doesn’t even try to hide it. The second you tie his wrists behind his back with his own blindfold, his pants are ready to burst. Right now he’s sitting on the edge of the bed, naked, breathing a little too fast. His cock is standing up thick and flushed, leaking all over his stomach. Well, no wonder, he’s been edged for hours.
You’re straddling his thigh, one hand slowly jerking him off while the other is tangled in his messy white hair. You kiss him deep, mixing your spit with his. And every time he moans into your mouth you squeeze his needy cock a little tighter.
“S-shit.. baby.” he gasps against your lips. Gojo tries to thrust up into your fist but the way his arms are tied behind him makes it hard. He just ends up twitching helplessly. You smirk and stroke him faster, thumb swirling over his leaking tip, spreading the mess around. The wet, filthy sound of your hand pumping his slick cock is loud in the quiet room.
“You’re so fucking hard,” you murmur, biting his bottom lip. “Look at you.. legs spread and leaking everywhere like a slut.”
Gojo lets out a shaky laugh that turns into a groan when you twist your wrist just right.
“Only for you,” he breathes, trying to sound in control of the situation but failing miserably. His hips jerk again. “Fuck… your hand feels too good.”
You keep making out with him messily, while you jerk him off nice and tight. Long strokes from base to tip, then quick, nasty ones focused on the head. Gojo’s thighs start trembling under you. His breathing is fucked up, little whimpers slipping out between kisses. You pull back just enough to watch his face. His cheeks are flushed, his eyes glassy and his lips swollen. God, he's beautiful.
“Gonna cum already?” you tease, speeding up your hand. Gojo bites his lip, trying to hold it together, but his cock is throbbing hard in your grip.
“Don’t stop- fuck.. please don’t stop,” he whines, forehead pressed to yours. The cocky bastard is actually begging now.
You kiss him again, swallowing every sound as you stroke him faster. Gojo’s whole body suddenly goes rigid. His abs flex hard and he lets out this desperate moan right into your mouth.
He squirts.
Hard.
Clear fluid shoots out of his cock in messy, pulsing jets, splashing all over your hand, his own chest and your thigh. It just keeps coming while you keep jerking him through it, milking every drop. Gojo is shaking, moaning like he’s losing his mind, hips jerking uncontrollably as he makes a complete mess.
You don’t stop until he’s twitching and oversensitive, whimpering softly against your lips.
When you finally slow down, he’s panting, face buried in your neck, body still trembling from the aftershocks.
“Fuck…” he rasps, voice hoarse. A weak, breathless laugh escapes him. “I made such a fucking mess.”
You kiss the side of his head, still slowly stroking his spent cock.
“Yeah, you did,” you whisper. “And we’re not even done yet.”
Gojo shivers, but there’s a lazy, satisfied grin on his face when he looks up at you.
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synopsis . Thigh riding with your boyfriend. content . afab!reader, established relationship, teasing, he's kinda mean, slight size kink, degradation, praise, etc. (this is a repost from kamitv)
Your boyfriend makes you drag your drooling pussy all over the expanse of his thick thigh while he's leaning back—manspread like some slut—against the couch with hungry eyes and a mean grip on your hips, just for fun.
Groaning a teasing, "You look so fuckin' pretty on me like this," as if he wasn't using you like some sort of entertainment right now.
He loved watching the way your gorgeous face twisted up all needly and nothing satisfied him more than gifting your hand a rude smack when you tried to grab at his cock.
Some fuckin' nerve you had.
Here he was trying to be nice, complimenting you, and let you get off all prettily on his thigh but you wanted to be greedy and reach for his dick instead? Suguru scoffed at you and sliped one of his hands in between your lewdly parted legs just to pinch your clit and listen to the way you whine.
Scoffing at your whole dramatic display, "Aw, what's the matter now, you mad?" He'd go on and tease, just to earn that frustrated pout of yours and smile at the sight.
You'd frown at him fully and your nails would go digging into the skin of his arm where your hand was holding onto, "When I said I wanted to ride you... this isn't what I meant, Suguru."
Your boyfriend only makes the most delighted expression that manages to piss you off even more before he says, "You should've been more specific then, huuuh?" in that mocking tone he knows you hate love so much.
To which you groan and jerk your hips forward as if to make some kind of point. Not that it helps much with the way he steels that hand on your hip and forces your cunt to grind smoothly over the slick mess you've already made on his naked thigh.
And he'd start flexing the muscles of his leg, making sure you really feel the pressure in between your sloppy folds. The whole act makes his cock ache and throb beneath the confines of his boxers but for right now, he couldn't care less. Not when he's got you moaning from his leg alone and making the filthiest expressions even as you complained about how much you "hated" this.
"C'mon, admit it. You're just as into this as I am," Suguru purrs, as if he can't literally feel the way you're sobbing all over his leg—slick dripping down his skin and wetting up all of his thigh. You were literally leaving a trail of arousal on his leg right now so it's not like you could sit there and try to play it off like you didn't agree to do this in the first place. "You're glaring at me like your pussy's not leaking all over the place right now."
You grit your teeth and let your eyes shoot elsewhere. You so desperately wanted to argue him down and deny deny deny the fact that you were actually about to cum from this but, of course, you couldn't exactly do that. Especially not with the way Suguru presses his thumb against your clit just as you roll your hips forward.
"Fuck-," You gasped before your forehead was meeting his shoulder and you began grinding harder against him.
"Uhuh, thereee she is. There's my slutty girl," Suguru taunts—again, as if he didn't place you here himself—a lazy smirk drawing itself onto his flawless features. Then he's turning his lips to your ear and moving both of his hands back to your hips to drag you against him slower, "I missed you like this, baby. So fuckin' needy against me."
You can't help the way your cunt clenches against his thigh when he says that. Not to mention the way he angles your hips to slip backwards and how he motions his leg up and rubs against your clit again. "Goddamnit, Suguru. This.. ah-, this isn't what I w-wanted." You manage to complain as you fight the fluttering of your lashes.
"Yeahh? Poor girlll." Suguru chastises against the crown of your ear. You feel the way his warm breath tickles your skin and he decides to taunt you further with a mean smack to your ass, making you jump a bit in surprise. He scoffs, " You wanted to ride my cock sooo badly, didn't you?"
Groaning again, "You know I did," You whine as your back arches a bit.
Suguru merely cocks his head to the side and looks down at the way you're clinging to him.
He could feel every twitch and nasty trickle of arousal that poured out against his leg so, it's only natural that he flashes that sly knowing smile again, "Oh, is that why you're cumming on my leg right now?"
Sometimes you hated how well he knew your body.
The way he could feel you getting even messier against him was almost more annoying than the situation itself. So, you end up searing into his shoulder, "Shut up-"
"You don't want me to," Suguru cuts off rudely, and of course his smile widens when he hears the sloppy squelch your cunt makes in reaction. "Not with the way I can feel that pussy dripping allll over me. Fuuuck, lean back, pretty girl. I wanna see her."
Do you deny Suguru? Of course not. You don't think you've ever denied this man of anything in your entire life and you damn sure weren't about to start now.
Your upper half leans back oh-so-gorgeously and you catch the way his cock jumps in reaction. Now that makes you smile, hands going back to keep yourself propped up perfectly on his leg as your eyes lowered on the sight of your starved boyfriend and your hips picked up their pace.
Suguru tips his head to the side slowly and his hands dance up and down your body slowly, "So perfect f'me." He whispers, trailing those violet eyes down your figure and pressing his leg up again jsut to watch your folds part nastily, cunt aching against him. "God, maybe I should've put you on my cock instead..."
"Ya' think?" You huff, earning a telling look from him.
"Don't get smart with me, you'd need me to stretch you out on my fingers before that anyway." Suguru argues, scoffing at your confidence. He maneuvers a hand to your ass before lifting you up ever so slightly to catch sight of the sticky muddle of cum you've left there. "Mmh..." He hums deeply, "Can't think of a single time you've taken every inch of me without complaints."
Then he sets you back down and smacks your ass again. To which you're left gasping before a sneaky smile sparks across your lips, "Moaning isn't complaining by the way. Not my fault you're fuckin' huge."
Suguru knew what you were doing when you said that.
Hell, his cock was practically crying to feel you by this point, leaking whorishly against his sweats. He tries to play it off by clearing his throat and raising a brow, "Are you talking like that on purpose so you can get what you want outta' me?"
Your smile widens, "Maybe."
You knew you had him now.
Hence why he scoffs almost immediately and rolls his eyes all sassily before saying, "Well, it's working. Lift those fuckin' hips."
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being hypersexual as a girl means staying in my room everyday and masturbating, even if my family could catch me. even if i feel disgusting about myself afterwards.
but ill still do it because this kitty's clit needs rubbing!
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