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đâš pairing: mage!geto x isekai'd!reader đâš
đâš mdni fluff + silly misunderstandings. reader is a lovergirl. slight yandere suguru. đâš
All you really wanted was for him to like you back.
It was pathetic. A foolish girlâs dream wished upon a few too many falling stars.
Staring at the seams of the stained glass window overlooking the quaint village outside, sighing to yourself as you waited to be called into his office.
How many fates were worse than being condemned to a side character in your favorite romance novel? One where you would soon be forced to watch the second male lead you loved so much fall for the leading lady while you were stuck working all day and slumming it in the shitty dorms of the mageâs tower all night?
Even though you had access to magic now, you were barely an amateur, making low-level potions for them to sell to merchants rather than anything remotely cool or exciting.
âHeâs ready to see you now.â
Shit.
You didnât have your story rehearsed.
How the hell were you supposed to explain why you had stolen a handful of restricted books from their archives to research opening a portal back to your real world?
You nervously nodded, brushing down your skirt as you followed his assistant back into his office, sneaking a peek up at the beautiful man behind the desk.
Suguru Geto.
The most talented mage in the past fifty years. Dark hair spilling down his back, half of it tied up in a messy bun that still managed to look deliberate, thin glasses perched on the bridge of his beautiful nose. You didnât think there was anything about him that wasnât beautiful.
He came down to the level where you worked a few times a day, always offering warm smiles and murmuring things in that honeyed tone of his, checking in on how everything was going with the rest of the workers. Sometimes you thought he even looked at you, convinced you caught a glimpse of his gaze on your skin only for him to be focused on someone else every time you glanced back.
Sometimes he left treats for everyone. Ordered a round of drinks for the room when you were at the tavern next door.
But you never thought he really noticed you. Until now.
God, you were so going to be fired.
You knew he'd never like you. Not the way he would love her once the story you had the misfortune of getting sucked into started. So why the hell did you have to be punished for just trying to go home?
Even in a place like this where magic existed, you sincerely doubted he'd believe you if you confessed you belonged to another world where this was all just a book.
"Sneaking into the archives is a fireable offense," he spoke sternly, pulling off his glasses to look up at you with soft purple eyes. "Stealing tomes-"
"I'm sorry," you blurted out, your voice coming out all squeaky as you bowed your head with apology.
Maybe if you seemed remorseful enough-
"You weren't trying to sell them on the black market, were you?" He asked, his sharp tone nearly making you flinch as you starting wildly waving your hands in denial.
"No, of course not, I just-" You gasped, taken aback at his accusation just to clamp your lips shut before you could tell him the truth.
"You just what?"
"I just wanted to study some of the spells in it," you muttered, an awkward half-truth.
"Like the love spells?" He asked, your face scrunching up in confusion as you scrambled for a new defense.
What use did he think you have for a love spell?
Your cheeks were heating up, embarrassment coursing through you as you considered the possibility your crush wasn't nearly as subtle as you previously believed.
"N-no," you mumbled, cringing at how unbelievable you sounded.
"You're a cute girl," he murmured, and you wanted to dissolve into a puddle on the spot, a little whimper threatening to leave your throat as he pushed back his chair and stood up. "Why do you need a spell to get someone to love you?"
"I really wasn't-"
"The date you took it out was the same day the prince came by to visit," he commented, as if he was making a connection your humiliated brain was struggling to comprehend. "Was it for him?"
Just when you thought it couldn't get worse, he was convinced that you were a loser so in love with a man out of your league that you were willing to cast a spell to capture his heart.
"Am I being fired?" You impulsively asked, itching to just go back to your room and collect the meager handful of belongings you had and leave before your pride could take another hit. You'd rather go be a waitress or find work somewhere else than live like this.
"I was thinking of a reassignment," he hummed, a hint of a sly smile curling up on his lips as you contemplated just quitting instead. It's not like he'd expend any energy searching for you if you ran away either.
"Reassignment?" You nervously echoed, fiddling with your fingers.
"I've been needing a new apprentice," he murmured, shrugging his shoulders as his robes fluttered around him. Dignified. A dangerous glint in his swirling stare as it seared straight through to your shaking soul. "I appreciate your, ah, unconventional thirst for knowledge."
"Really, I, uh, couldn't dream of accepting," you tried to insist, caught off guard again as he effortlessly disarmed all the excuses you'd been preparing. "I'm flattered, but I'm not nearly skilled enough-"
"His Highness comes to visit me regularly," he added, as if it sweetened his offer, and you wondered if he could feel the heat of your humiliation burning you up from across the room. "I can't allow you to test your spells on him, of course, but-"
"I wouldn't do that," you protested, nearly stomping your foot in frustration as your lips pushed out in a pout.
He paused, smiling nonchalantly as he pulled out a paper from the thick stack on his desk and dipped his quill in ink, holding both out for you.
"Uh-huh," he hummed. "Please sign here to confirm your new assignment. It comes with a higher pay and a better dorm."
"I would be working directly under you?" You asked, swallowing hard as you eyed the parchment.
"Learning from the very best," he confirmed, eyes crinkling softly as he tilted his head to the side.
Spending your shifts by his side instead of the back of the sidelines.
Even if he thought your heart was in someone else's hands.
Perhaps that was for the best.
You'd be forced to move on if you were faced with proof of his disinterest every single day.
"Okay," you anxiously accepted, nervously walking over to his desk, leaning over to take the quill from his hands and sign your name by the X. "If you're sure you want me."
"I want you."
đâš
More than you knew.
Suguru ran his fingers over the dried ink of your name, still clinging to the faint traces of your perfume in the air, glancing up at the door you just walked out of as he sighed.
It wasn't his fault you had enraptured him from the first moment he picked up on the strange aura that surrounded you. Who could blame him for being addicted to your shy attention, the adorable affection you were too scared to show him? Shyly staring and sneaking around trying to look up love potions?
He liked your desperation.
How was it any different to devotion?
It was obvious on your face when he asked about the prince that you were trying to just cover up your crush for him.
Was he supposed to not find it cute?
He filed your contract away, an easy smirk curling up on his face as he got one last look at the fine print.
A little love spell of his own. Sealed by your own signature
Mama Iâm from nyc watching the Knicks play atm, and was wondering if we could get an athlete au with Sukuna or anyone else đ?
omg hope you have a fantastic time!!! here's a bunch of athlete x reader aus starring the jjk men <3
hockey
hockey captain toji by @nanamisbbygirl
on thin ice starring gojo by @madamechrissy
king of the rink starring gojo by @fireladylisa
hockey captain toji by @tojipie
heated starring sukuna + toji by @epicderpface
she's crazy but she's mine starring toji by @reignpage
pent up after practice starring toji by @frostedpinkdoll
misc.
friday night lights starring sukuna by @epicderpface
tennis player gojo by @daughterhouse
basketball player geto by @orbitingdesire
rugby player sukuna by @rambld
rugby player sukuna by @ssukidoll
pro swimmer geto by @soov
buzzer beater starring gojo by @silentscrying
pleaser starring gojo + geto by @tacitoru
slam dunk starring gojo by @tonycries
footballer sukuna + choso by @siennayaps
soccer boyfriend gojo by @fanvyy
tennis satosugu by @chososprettygirl
if anyone else has any extra athlete jjk recs or wrote one they want me to add, pls lemme know!!! (also there was one i was looking for that was tennis related with nanami and gojo and i could NOT find it so if any of you know wtf i'm talking about pls send it my way)
â°ââ¤Content Warnings: explicit sexual content, I gave sukuna a tongue piercing for reasons, pwp, ass eating, ass fingering, pussy smacking, piv, size kink, incorrect depictions of the justice system
â°ââ¤WC: 2k
Nanami and Higurumaâs Misadventure here
art credits to @/neverisa
Okay, so maybe fucking the guy on trial for murder in the bathroom of the courthouse wasnât your brightest idea. But, in your defense, heâs really hot. Pink hair all fluffed up, crimson eyes, and a roguish grin thatâs clearly accustomed to dropping panties. You could see the hints of tattoos peaking out from the collar and cuffs of his crimson silk button-down shirt. Then, thereâs the loop going through his eyebrow and the little ball piercing his tongue. Plus, the scar just under his eyebrow and another small one over his upper lip. Not to mention his huge, beefy body. The man is fucking thick and ripped. Youâd never seen such a big man before in your life.
Although he may be hot, that wasnât what led to you being bent over the bathroom counter, door locked, while he eats your ass like he means it. No, it was the sheer audacity of him.
âHey beautiful, you got a light?â He asked, head tilting. He held up a pack of unopened Newport 100s and slapped them against his palm to pack them.
âThink theyâre just gonna let you out of the building?â You asked skeptically, an eyebrow arching up. âWho are you even?â Youâd seen him on the news and knew heâs on trial for murder, but for the life of you, you couldnât recall his name.
âNameâs Sukuna. Ryomen Sukuna.â He gave you a smile that could only mean trouble, his ruby eyes glinting with smug mischief. Waving the cigarettes, he said, âOut on bail, technically. Not under arrest unless they find me guilty, which they wonât. They ainât got shit on me. Nothing thatâs gonna turn a jury, anyway.â
âOh, and youâre so sure,â you bit back. Rolling your eyes, you added sarcastically, âYeah, and Iâm gonna bend over and let you fuck me stupid.â
He nodded like he was 100% certain, not a care in the world or a modicum of concern that heâd actually end up behind bars. Just who the fucking hell did this guy think he was? âOh, I am gonna be acquitted of all charges. Just you see, baby cakes,â he says roguishly, the white of his teeth bright in the curve of his mouth. âAnd maybe you will bend over for me, and you donât know it yet,â he teased, slowly backing you against the wall. Your back hit the cool wood paneling and a thrill went down your spine, his hot breath caressing your ear as he whispered, âEver have your ass eaten by someone with a tongue piercing?â You froze, a reaction he took advantage of by nipping on your ear and then swiping over it with his tongue, showing off said piercing.
Now that, thatâs how you ended up bent over the sink of the bathroom, door locked, as Sukunaâs long, tongue swirls around the rim of your puckered hole while he kneels behind you. Heâs got your little pencil skirt rucked up to your hips, your panties tugged to the side with a single finger hooked through them. The metal bead on his tongue is slightly cooler, smoothâa novel sensation. The little metal ball teases that sensitive circle, making your cunt clench around nothing. Youâre starting to drip down your thighs, slick coating your folds. The way he tongues your asshole makes your knees shake, makes the hollow empty in your guts sharper. Fuck, you want him inside you.
Youâre sure his cock is huge. It has to be.
But then he grabs an asscheek in each hand to spread them farther apart and groans as he pushes his tongue inside. You cry out, hips jerking at the intrusion, your hands gripping the counter so hard your knuckles are blanched. Sukuna keeps your ass cheeks spread, huge hands massaging them, as he fucks his tongue deeper into you. The sensation of his tongue piercing the way he works youâre your hole over, is like nothing youâve ever felt before. Your eyes squint shut, a moan slipping out as his fingers sink into your soft skin hard enough to leave marks. One hand lifts, just high enough to smack down hard against the soft curve of flesh.
You cry out again, wanting to get some friction between your thighs, right against your poor neglected clit which is throbbing under your folds from the lack of attention. Thereâs gonna be a stinging handprint on your ass for the rest of the day; you can tell.
âPlease,â you beg, your cunt aching to be filled. âPlease, Sukuna, fuck me.â
He chuckles, releasing your ass just to give your pussy a sharp little smack. His tongue slowly withdraws from you and he stands up only to hunch over you, pressing you down hard against the counter. He grinds his hard cock against your aching center and even through the clothes you can tell heâs huge.
âFuckinâ slutty little thing,â he practically growls in your ear, âSo desperate for cock.â He chuckles again, âShould just keep eating your ass and letting your cunt suffer empty.â His lashes tickle your neck as he continues, âBet youâre a fuckinâ brat. Lawyers always are. Bet youâre uptight too.â
âAm not,â you grouse petulantly, proving his point.
You let out a little whimper as he leans back to undo his belt and pull his cock out. The impressive length slaps up against your dripping pussy and he grinds himself against you. Fuuuuuuck. He really is huge. The biggest youâve ever felt. Heâs absurdly thick and long, the veins along his shaft prominent. The hot silky skin grinds against you in a way that makes you whine, your back arching, hips bucking, as your body tries desperately to swallow him up. His hand comes down to slap your other asscheek with a crack that echoes through the bathroom. If you get caught, thereâs no way you arenât getting fired.
The flushed, swollen head of his cock notches at your entrance. His pre, hot and sticky coats your folds and leaks all over your cunt from the little slit at the tip. âDeep breath, brat,â is the only warning you get before heâs sinking into you inch by inch.
You gasp, eyes rolling back at the fucking stretch. Your walls suction to him, your little hole squeezing him so tightly that heâs got to ease into you so slowly that itâs almost another kind of tease. Luckily, youâre soaked, dripping around where your walls are clamped around him,
âFuck, youâre so tight,â Sukuna grunts out, holding out your hips for leverage as he slowly impales you on his cock. You can feel the curve of his reaching into places you didnât even know existed in you. Once his hips are pressed snugly to your ass, your body stretched out around him to its absolute limits, he gives you exactly one second to adjust before he starts rocking his hips.
From the start, he sets a brutal pace, slamming into you with reckless abandon. Every time he pulls out you whimper, and every time he shoves his fat cock back into you, you practically scream.
âTouch yourself,â he orders, watching your face in the mirror with the same fascination that a jaguar might watch a deer. He grins down at you, showing all his teeth, an unhinged cocky sort of smile. When you donât move, he grabs one of your hands and guides it to your pussy, âThere you go. You do what I say, alright? You listen and I let you come. The rules are simple.â He drives into you hard and fast and it makes your knees shake.
So, you do as he says. Your hand moves in tight circles over your clit. You try to stay in time with the rhythm of his thrusts but itâs difficult with him fucking all of the thoughts from your mind.
You moan out long and far louder than you should be with the position youâre in, but you just canât help it. Heâs hitting it so good. Plus, your fingers are working your own clit masterfully, the way you do at home when youâre alone with no dick available. You tease it with circles and figure-eights, alternating between that and more focused attention.
Sukunaâs hand smacks hard against your ass again, making your body jolt against the counter. The edge digs into your soft thighs and your hips. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he grabs your hips to start pulling you back onto his cock, manipulating your body like youâre nothing more than a doll for him to arrange into whatever position he pleases.
With every thrust your cunt grows more and more soaked, until youâre dripping down your inner thighs, and big, translucent droplets of slick splat against the tiled floor beneath you. Thatâs when Sukuna chooses to slide his little finger into your puckered back hole. You moan as it slides in the pressure of it, combined with his cock plundering your guts, drives you to the fringes of your control. Heâs so deep in you that you finally understand the true meaning of having your guts rearranged. The little pants and grunts from him are like music to your fucking ears.
Your arm falters where youâre rolling your fingertips back and forth over your twitchy little clit and Sukuna tsks, like a professor chiding a bad student. He slows his thrusts enough to get the point across. When you whine pitifully in response, he just hums, low and rough, and says, âTold you, cute little slut, keep those fingers moving.â
Arm shaking, you start swirling your fingers in tight circles again over the sensitive nub between your thighs. Youâre so fucking close. He curls his little finger into your asshole and the cant of his hips picks up again. Every roll of his hips jolts you into the counter. Youâre whining and whimpering as that tension ratchets down in your lower belly. Tears are leaking down your cheeks, hot, sticky, and salty from how good heâs fucking you.Â
âFuck, I'm gonnaâoh godâgonna come,â you manage to get out through the stream of moans.Â
Sukunaâs free hand smacks down on your ass cheek, the sting shooting through your whole body. âThatâs it, little brat,â he bites out, his voice rough and mean.Â
âFuck, Sukuna!â You cry out. The smack is what pushes you over the edge. Your walls clamp down on his thick cock, making the already tight fit even tighter. His cock fucking into your cunt squelches obscenely from how soaked you are. The powerful groan ripped from his lungs is closer to a roar as his thrusts become harder, yet sloppier and uncontrolled. At this point, you canât even care about getting caught. The pleasure zipping through you in shockwaves of lightning turns all your thoughts to mush.Â
Sukuna growls, curling his pinky into your little puckered hole harder and faster as he loses rhythm entirely. He pulls himself from your cunt with a wet schlep, drawing a whine from you, and gives his cock two rough jerks. Hot, sticky cum spurts white stripes over your ass, thighs, and your folds.Â
You slump against the counter, breathing hard, trying to regain your bearings. Jesus Christ, youâre not sure you can walk after that let alone go back to fucking court.Â
Sukuna just chuckles, gives your ass one last little tap, and then starts tucking himself away. âGood pussy, for a lawyer,â he teases, smirking down at you.
You snort, âGood dick for a killer.â
âHey, thatâs an alleged killer to you,â he counters, heading for the door. He pauses with one of those gigantic hands on the handle. âWhen I get acquitted, you should let me hit it again.â But something about his smile tells you that he definitely killed that guy. He doesnât stick around to hear your reply. Instead, he slips out the door, leaving you covered in his cum and wondering what the hell has gotten into you.Â
Two weeks later? Heâs declared not guilty on all charges.
A/N: hehe 2 down. So now we have Judge!Geto, Opposing counsel!Gojo, and Bailiff!Choso left. Comment who should be nextttt. TY for reading. Comments, likes, and reblogs are appreciated.
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love without loyalty is just lust - but which feeling lies where between the king you've sworn to serve and the clown who'll never be able to make you laugh?
synopsis: the only way for a siren like you to survive was as the king's pet, his pretty nightly pastime who spent years pining after him. but what happens when he's meant to marry another? or when a member of his court offers you a way out?
pairings: king!Sukuna x siren!Reader x jester!Gojo
content: MDNI, mostly angst ngl, medieval fantasy AU, forbidden love, heavy pining, very unbalanced power dynamics, messy relationships, gojo pov!!, asshole yandere!gojo !!, he is in love and he is TERRIBLE about it, reader is going through it
divider by @/bronzewasp
Gojo didn't want to see you like this.
Gagged and tied up, your eyes hidden behind a blindfold as he squatted down to study the way you squirmed against your restraints.
But how the hell else was he supposed to show you that you shouldn't be ashamed of yourself?
That unless you used your voice to protect yourself, you would just end up devoured. Chewed up and spat back out by the court, looked down on by the noble ladies and all the other morons who thought their inherited wealth meant they could push others around.
You inherited something far more valuable.
A gift that you could rule the world with.
And once he made you see that, everything would be solved.
You might be upset with him if you found out how much he had orchestrated. But you'd be grateful one day. Understand why he had to.
This would be your happily ever after.
Right now, you were playing the damsel-in-distress, not left in a dungeon, but the unused basement of the castle his stepmother must have found suitable.
He heard the sound of voices approaching from down the hall, tucking himself back into the shadows, slipping into the single storage closet attached to the dingy room just out-of-sight, waiting for his moment to strike.
His plan wasn't particularly complicated.
He knew his stepmother wouldn't stand for you taking her place, becoming the next queen once he took the throne. Unable to handle being thrown away, losing every ounce of power she wielded to someone she could never control. Gojo barely even had to snoop to discover her plans to pay off a few guards to kidnap you and sell you off in an underground market.
And okay, Gojo could have stopped it.
But wouldn't it be more romantic if he played your hero? Saved you from his wicked stepmother and showed you that you were his priority?
And most importantly, make you to use the ability you'd been blessed with while he was at it?
He could see through the cracked sliver of the door as two burly guards walked in, clearly drunk as they crossed the room, neither even glancing back in the corner he was in as they approached the chair they tied you to after stealing you straight from his bed.
"Think what they say about her is true?" One of them chuckled, daring to put a filthy hand on your hair.
"Careful," the other one half-slurred, slumping against the wall as the coins in his pocket jingled. "I heard she can drive a man mad just from a look."
"She's blindfolded, imbecile," the other one mocked, and you tried to say something, your voice muffled into the gag.
There it was.
His girl trying to fight back.
Before they could push their luck, the door swung open again, and tonight's villain finally decided to show her face.
"Is that thing tied tight?" His stepmother muttered, disgust dripping from her abrasive voice as his hands reflexively reached for the hilt of the sword strapped to his side.
"The gag is secured, Your-" One of the idiotic guards started to insist, but she just scoffed at him.
"I was talking about her."
You were a thing in her eyes.
A pest he had the audacity to bring home and treat like a pet.
To be fair, he sincerely doubted she would be happy with anyone she didn't select herself, irritated when he swore he was preoccupied searching for one and outright incensed that he brought home a woman who wouldn't fear her.
She wanted a puppet.
To act like she throne was hers even if she couldn't sit on it anymore.
Sure, to everyone else, she was doting, sweet, all supportive of the prince that wasn't hers. But Gojo had spent years seeing her for the snake that lived inside her skin.
"Have all the preparations been made?" She asked, walking around to examine you herself. Pinching your chin between her thin fingers before peeling the blindfold off to look directly in your eyes.
"Yes," the other one dutifully answered, shoulders stiff as he stood ready for her next command.
For all her flaws, she knew what you hadn't learned yet.
What you didn't want to learn.
How to wield every ounce of control she had.
"At least I'll make a pretty penny off of her," she exhaled. "I wonder how much you'll sell for at auction."
Sukuna and him could agree on one thing.
You were priceless.
Both the guards were distracted, nervously glancing at each other as his stepmother appraised you like some collectible, and Gojo supposed it was as good of time as any to put a stop to it now.
But before he could step out, you managed to wiggle one hand free and ripped the gag from your mouth, not giving her time to react before you were barking out an order.
"Don't fucking move," you whispered, your throat raw as the words ripped out of you.
It was a little satisfying to see them still.
Bodies frozen and unable to so much as budge an inch.
You were shaking, fingers trembling as you struggled to get your other hand out of the ropes keeping you tied to the chair.
Well, this would make the hero act he planned a little harder to execute, but he still stepped out of the closet with his sword drawn, puffing out his chest as he softly called out your name.
Your head snapped towards him, but there was no understanding in your stare as he preemptively prepared a speech to patch this over.
But his stepmother spoke up first.
"You stupid wench-"
"Shut up," you hissed at her almost automatically, chest heaving hard as you managed to tear your other wrist free, not even reacting to how raw it could've rubbed your skin.
She opened her mouth to argue, probably throw out another nasty name, but nothing come out.
Under your complete control.
"Don't worry, sweetheart," he soothed, walking over to the chair, bending down to release the restraints binding your ankles to it. "You did great."
It took you a second to meet his gaze, to really see him there, but you didn't talk either.
He didn't know how to read your face. What expression you were wearing now.
But your eyes were wild.
Like some untamed animal he startled in the woods.
"I was going to intervene, but it looks like you had it handled," he offered, cracking a smile like the last time he left you, you hadn't been pissed at him.
And apparently, still were, judging by the way your blank face abruptly twisted into something distraught.
Gojo knew.
Deep down, in the pit of the stomach, he knew who it was directed to.
But he still couldn't stop himself from acting like he didn't. Selling himself another lie and swearing that you would buy it too with time.
"I'll make sure she's imprisoned for kidnapping you," he comforted you, a hand on your forearm as he pulled you out of the chair, throwing a cursory glance back at the frozen statues behind him, their eyes moving back-and-forth as their bodies refused to let them budge. "Them too."
You had to be grateful for that, at least.
It would all work out perfectly.
With that ring on your finger, and the queen rotting in the dungeon, his father would be forced to relinquish the throne to him.
Maybe it made him greedy. Gluttonous for being unable to just accept what he already had.
He couldn't just go live off in a fucking cottage somewhere and pretend like he was happy to pick crops or play farmer.
Not when he had spent his life being waited on hand and foot. Knew what riches were waiting for those bold enough to take.
Gojo didn't know how to give.
Didn't it mean something that he wast trying to learn for you?
Sure, stealing you hadn't been enough. He still wanted Sukuna's kingdom too.
But he was just righting wrongs.
All of it should've been his from the start. He was just reclaiming everything that should have been his by birthright.
You looked at him like he was just as disgusting as the roaches scurrying over the stone floor.
"You let this happen to me," you whispered, shaking your head with the distrust he hoped to avoid shining in your eyes. Your voice was so fucking beautiful, it hurt. Lulled him even deeper in love with you, made his lashes flutter as he felt himself frown.
He understood, of course he understood, but he still huffed. Aching to make you understand him too. See that he only wanted to best for both of you.
You shouldn't have to spend your life accepting scraps when you should be showered with dresses and diamonds and desserts most people could only dream of.
"I would never let them hurt you," he insisted as you backed away, inching towards the door.
He touched your shoulder, fingertips grazing against your shoulder as you recoiled with a weak scoff like you were wounded anyway.
"You used me."
"You used me too," he reminded you, reaching out to tuck your hair behind your ear. "You wanted to run away. I did that for you. For us."
"This isn't the same," you protested, those pretty eyes watering as the blindfold that had been forced on you dangled around your neck with the gag.
"Don't be like this, baby," he murmured, tempted to bring up the fact that your kidnappers were still behind you, that they were the ones for you to be angry at. He was the one trying to protect you.
Gojo stepped forward, about to grab your arm to stop you from recoiling any further, when you swatted his hand away.
"Don't touch me," you hissed at him, your extra pointy canines glinting in the candlelight.
It was cute.
How convinced you were that your words would keep him away. He let you think that before. Played along when you kicked him out of his room.
But he supposed it was time for the truth.
To put all the cards on the table since he already rigged the deck.
He would claim the jackpot tonight, but it really was adorable seeing you act like you were the winner.
"You're going to get me a carriage and let me go home," you commanded, using your sternest voice, scowling at him as you rubbed the wrists you must have just realized were sore.
Home.
He nearly scoffed.
You were caged before. Confined to your bed chambers and the corners of Sukuna's court.
How the hell could you call that home?
And how long would it take for you to see that your home was here now? With him?
Sukuna might like his trophy to sit up on a shelf.
But Gojo wanted to watch you shine.
"Don't think so," he retorted, doing his best impression of an apologetic tone as he breached the gap between you. You didn't move. Too stunned to do anything but stare as he cupped your cheek tenderly. "I'm taking you back to our room."
"But-"
You couldn't even get more than the single word out.
And then your eyes drifted down to the engagement ring on your finger, his clever girl figuring it out for herself that it was more than just a show of his affection.
"It's charmed," he smiled softly, dragging his thumb over your cheekbone. "Your powers won't work on me."
synopsis: you used to think you'd do anything to get your neighbor to stop barking and begging for your attention every time you stepped foot outside. until your heat strikes and he's the only one that can help.
pairing: dog hybrid!neighbor x cat hybrid!reader
wc: 4.0k
content: smut, porn with plot, hybrid au, really just ears, tails, huge dick, reader is deep in denial, wet dreams, attempted masturbation, teasing, knotting, heats, mating bites/bonds, unprotected piv sex, scratching, biting, kissing, mating press, creampie
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Dogs are a manâs best friend.Â
But you werenât a man.Â
Or even fully human.Â
You could blame biology for it, pin it on your cat characteristics, but the puppy who lived next door was the most fucking annoying person you had the displeasure of meeting.Â
Tail happily wagging as he grinned down at you with a ridiculously smug smirk, canines poking out while he peeked over the fence separating your yard from his.Â
âShouldnât you be inside, pussycat?â He teased, cocking his head to the side.Â
âI told you if you called me that one more time, Iâm going to punch you,â you warned, resisting the urge to hiss at him for encroaching on your personal space.Â
âSorry, pretty,â he hummed, as if that was much better.Â
You scowled up at him, ears twitching as you swung your legs over your lawn chair, eyeing the water hose still out and running from where you watered your garden earlier, tempted to use it and spray him in the face to see if it would scare him away.Â
âYou know, thereâs predators around here,â he added as if he was being genuinely helpful, and you couldnât hold in your eye roll.Â
âOnly one I see is you,â you muttered.Â
âHaha,â he dryly replied. âHow funny.âÂ
Your brows scrunched together, the scent of him wafting over as you tried to breathe through your mouth to not pick up on it.Â
âCanât you go bother someone else?â You exhaled.Â
âBut youâre my favorite person,â he chirped, and all you could think was that heâd be a lot cuter if he was part bird. Or maybe heâd at least migrate away from you.Â
âTo torture?â You groaned, walking away from him just for his keening whine to follow you.Â
âDonât you know I like it when youâre mean?â He laughed, and when you looked back at him, his eyes practically lit up at that little sliver of attention, tail thumping against the fence.Â
And before you could do the reasonable thing and walk back in, you were picking up the water hose and aiming at him, shooting a jet straight at his face.Â
But instead of being offended, he just opened his mouth. Shiny white teeth sparkling as he drank the water you were trying to shoo him away with.Â
âThanks,â he half-gurgled, still smiling undeterred. âI was a little thirsty.âÂ
Peeling off his soaked white t-shirt like he was in some cheap porno, flexing the toned muscles as he shook the water from his hair.Â
You didnât want to admit defeat, but despite a year of being neighbors, you still didnât know how the hell to beat him when he was just fine losing.Â
âYouâre the worst,â you frowned, dropping the hose and retreating to turn off the water, forcing yourself not to look back at the way his chest caught the light or how annoyingly attractive the smirk directly pointed at your back.Â
The only way you could even come close to winning was walking away.Â
âI think youâre the best,â he called out, unbothered by the way your back door slammed shut behind you. Did he use that line on everyone?Â
Your irritation was a little irrational.Â
Sure, heâd never done anything other than annoy you.Â
But he was so incredibly effective at it that you refused to allow yourself to think anything else about him.Â
Particularly the way he rolled your trash can out if you forgot to or fixed your mailbox after some jackass hit it or dropped off sweet treats if he happened to go to the bakery you once bumped into him at.Â
Maybe he wasnât a terrible neighbor.Â
But you couldnât take his constant teasing, the way he practically chased your tail and acted like heâd love nothing more to tug it and take you with that cheeky stare.Â
Dogs and cats simply werenât compatible.Â
You liked your peace and personal space.Â
And the only thing you really had in common was how much he liked your personal space too.Â
So why did you end up spending the rest of the afternoon and most of your evening replaying the two minutes of time heâd taken up of your day?Â
Trying to come up with something snarky to say the next time you saw him? Shutting out images of his chiseled chest and sharp canines?Â
By the time you were getting ready to go to bed, youâd gotten yourself all worked up over it, grinding your molars as you paced the floor.Â
It didnât help that your place was suddenly too hot, your skin ridiculously warm as you checked the temperature on the wall only to see it hadnât changed.Â
Was your AC broken?Â
The sensor not working properly?Â
You resigned yourself to calling someone out tomorrow morning, trading your clothes for a simple oversized t-shirt, stripping off your shorts as you exhaled. Splashing water in your face in the bathroom before starting your nighttime routine, beginning to brush your teeth before you considered cracking your window open to let some fresh air in while you slept.Â
It seemed like the sensible thing to do.
You paused by the window, toothbrush dangling from your lips as a flash of color caught your eye while you lifted it up.Â
Your neighbor was standing in his own room across from you, wet strands of hair plastered down from his shower and a towel loosely tied low on his hips, in the middle of turning to pick out underwear from his dresser. Rivulets of water still running down his skin, over the ridges and divots of toned muscle.Â
Fuck, that was unfair.Â
Why couldnât he have been another cat hybrid?Â
God, youâd even take a fox or a bull before a dog.Â
Of course, he just had to catch you staring too.Â
Head turning in time to see you there, immediately stepping forward to his own window, simply elated as a wide smile curled up on his lips. Â
Your face flushed, and you pulled the curtains shut, hurrying back into your bathroom to spit and rinse your toothbrush off, chest heaving a little too hard at the strained feeling buzzing around inside of it.Â
Telling yourself you were just embarrassed didnât help that much.Â
At least you fell asleep fast anyway, the heat lulling you into a dream that just humiliated you more.Â
One where your neighbor was underneath you, your fingers tracing over all the muscles you hadnât meant to gawk out, his mouth forming a pretty little âoâ as you rode his cock. Dream you clearly thought a little differently of him than the awake you considering it gave him such a fucking big one.
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Pairing: Dentist!Geto x FemPatient!reader
cw: Unrealistic/inaccurate dentist LOL, SMUT. Oral fixations, lots of fingers in mouth, drool, blowjob, first time writing Suguru pls be nice, swallowing cum, mentions of toothache (owwie), reader is fucking scared of dentists, praise, dirtytalk, proofread...ish...
It wasn't that bad.
That slight ache in your back molar when you ate food too hot or drank something too cold.
It was bearable.
You could bear it.
Honestly, you were just terrified of going to the dentist. You hated it- that pain when they would clean a cavity or even drill a bit too deep.
The only way someone would get you to lay down and get your teeth checked out would be if you'd get sedated.
You did like having⌠things in your mouth. So it was odd this got you so scared.
-
"He did it so quickly!"
"I couldn't even feel a thing!"
"He was so handsome!!"
You overheard some of your coworkers discussing a private dental clinic that had opened not so long ago.
Fine.
Maybe you should go book with the dentist there- just this once. Before the pain would get worse and you'd have to get the tooth pulled or something. Then you'd definitely get someone to bring you in unconscious.
A Wednesday, somewhere in the later midday.
You were sat in the rather aesthetic waiting area, just the receptionist sitting at the front desk and typing away with her long nails. Whoever owned this clinic had good taste in style.
The clock ticked and ticked and tickedâŚ
God, you were feeling sweatier and more nervous by the second.
What if you could bail and just ignore the slight discomfort forever-
"Miss, Doctor Geto is ready to see you."
You give her a small smile and got up, fingers nervously holding on to the front of your shirt.
The doors pushed open and shut behind you, standing alone in a rather intimate space- it didn't feel as⌠hospital-esque and sterile cold as other places you've been.
Don't get me wrong, it was pristine and organized, hygienic and and andâŚ
Your thoughts trailed off when you saw a man emerge from a room in the side, a warm smile on his lips and narrow eyes filled with a welcoming warm shade, some folder with papers in one hand. He was so handsome- those girls at work were right.
His hair was done up in a man bun, face mask tugged below his chin. And something about that lab coat and dark gray scrubs. Oh my.
"Hello, Miss. I hope i didn't keep you waiting for long. "
Your fear suddenly bloomed from a cold anxious ball to some blooming flower in the middle of your tummy.
Whatever, might just be the five stages of denial.
Getting up on the chair and having a sexy dentist wrap that little stupid piece of tissue and clip it around your neck shouldn't have made you feel hot in the face but it so did.
Until you saw him sit down, man spreading and getting comfortable while grabbing one of those dental mirrors. And the rest of the tools- hanging nearby on some expensive looking machine. But dear god if it didn't make you start shaking, blunt nails digging into the sides of the lush leather of the chair you sat in.
You could feel it start to lower and you were now laying flat down on your back.
Your eyes snapped shut, not to mention your teeth clenching and refusing to open. That same fear was flooding back. You had forgotten that you were supposed to let your doctor get a look at your chompers.
"Sweetheart? Hey⌠cmon, can you open your mouth for me, please?"
"MnnâŚ"
"I promise I'll just check up on your teeth, nothing painful."
"MhnnâŚ"
"Cmon⌠say ahhhhâŚ"
A gloved finger lightly tugged on your bottom lip, making you peek one eye open to see a worried faced Geto peering down.
You managed to loosen up your jaw, opening up just enough.
"There we go, not so bad. Now, Miss, please keep open for me."
You just nodded yes, trying to keep your tongue from shifting too much.
The little mirror was cold when it clinked against a tooth or two. But besides that, it wasn't too scary.
You did wish it was his fingers inside insteadâŚ
Oh.
"Sweetheart.. open up a bit more for me, yeah? It will be quick. I just have to see all of your pretty teeth." Suguru calmly spoke to you, clearly wanting to have you calm down and cooperate. But the tone in his voice made you feel like melting instead of focusing.
You hadn't even noticed you were drooling, eyes now fully open and unable to look away from his focused face, so close⌠too close.
Those seemingly warm eyes turned, irises locking in with yours.
You swore you saw him try not to smirk before focusing back to looking over the backs of your upper molars. You did open up wider. Getting some small praise⌠why was he praising you? You liked it.
"Good⌠you're doing so good, just a bit more. I'm sure you can handle it."
Your eyes kept flicking down from watching his hand to then back to his face. It was like you couldn't decide what was better.
"It seems you have some sensitivity on your second molar, Miss."
You blinked, giving a small nod, unable to make anything besides a "mhm" sound with the mirror still inside.
When Suguru pulled it out you felt a bit sad his hand wasn't anywhere near your mouth anymore.
"Please rinse your mouth." Geto smiled, placing the mirror away to start picking up some other tool.
You glanced over to the little paper cup, watching it getting filled with water- picking it up and swishing the water around in your mouth, glancing over to the dentist with cheeks puffed up from the liquid.
"Spit it out, doll." Suguru chuckled, watching you seem unsure about what to do with it now.
You leaned back down and spat it out, trying to ignore the name he called you so casually, using the flimsy paper towel around your neck to wipe the saliva strings trying to escape your chin.
"Your teeth are healthy and in rather nice condition, but it seems you haven't visited a dentist in a while, hm?" Geto tapped a few fingers on the headrest of the chair, signaling for you to lay back down.
You obviously did as told and tried to answer his question.
Maybe Suguru had caught on by now, because once you opened your mouth a few fingers were pressing down on your tongue and then gently moving side to side as if inspecting your bottom set of teeth, lightly pressing down on your canine.
"Isn't it a bit rude to not answer questions, sweetheart?" He cooed down at you, the thumb of the hand in your mouth softly pressing against your cheek, making you tilt your head, having you look up and meet his amused gaze.
"WehhllâŚm..doont.. likkeuh denthisthtsâŚ" You tried to babble out with the digits in your mouth, drool already pooling around them.
How embarrassing.
It looked like you were shaking, again, not from fear though.
Something about the way the gloved thumb caressed the side of your cheek and whilst the middle and ring finger were taking their time to spread your saliva around while "inspecting" the rest of your pearly whites had you forgetting why the hell you were even here. The small pain from your molar gone.
"I see⌠you don't like me then? Not one bit? I'm hurt, Miss⌠really am." Suguru pretended to pout a bit, the two fingers gliding deeper- you hoped he didn't see how your eyes rolled back, hands unable to hold on to just the sides of the chair and twitching to grab into his arm.
You wanted to say that no, no you did like him but that no came out as a smallâŚ
moan.
"Oh?" The hand halted, slowly pulling out- as if teasing you for making such a sound.
The fingers didn't get too far though, gathering the dripping drool to nudge back inside of your parted lips, almost having you splutter.
"I guess i was wrong."
Your hand finally reached up, nervous digits gripping into the white sleeve of the lab coat.
You initiating some sort of touch was like a switch being flicked down.
Suguru pushed himself up, wiping your drool across your cheek while smiling down at you.
The chair silently lifted up, riiiiightt until your face was laying at the perfect height. Just about where his bulge was.
Great.
Sucking a dentist's dick wasn't on your bucket list.
But watching Suguru use his teeth to pull the gloves off and reach down to the waistband of those a bit too oversized scrubs, you already had your lips parting. Again. For a completely different reason now.
Fwop!
A girthy cock smacked you right across the face, you could feel it wanting to twitch from the feeling of your skin.
"Patience, doll."
Your hands struggled to stay put while Geto slowly dragged it back and forth, just rolling his hips and nudging it closer and closer to your mouth- greedy tongue already darting out to try and get a lick in.
"Such a dirty girl, put that back." He gripped the base of the heavy thing, lifting it to smack across your mouth a few times, finally letting it slide over your glossy lips after, making sure to only drag it between them, not inside to let you have a taste.
"You're not so scared anymore, are you, sweetheart?"
"MnnooâŚ" You pursed your lips to speak, kissing the pinkish tip before it slid past.
"How cute."
"Let's get you off of this chair, mn?"
-
The floor was a bit hard on your knees, but that wasn't the thing you were worrying about right now.
It was the man standing above you, a large palm playing with your bangs while the other lazily jerked the tempting thing in front of your face.
A dark happy trail disappeared underneath up his shirt, the ivory coat shifting with each of his movements- your nails dug into your knees this time, eyes almost doe and watery by how badly you wanted to lean forward and have Suguru's cock down your throat.
It was cruel, honestly.
"Will you be a good girl and open up wide for me?"
"Yes-"
The meaty thing lightly smacked against your cheek, leaving a light smear of precum on the spot.
"Don't answer me, just do. Let's try this again, hm?"
"Open up. Say Aaaah."
"AaaaahhhâŚ"
You thickly swallowed, opening your mouth just barely, too focused on staring at the way Suguru's wrist was sloppily dragging the palm back and forth, running across this big vein that you swore you could taste already-
Another smack to your cheek with the fat cock.
"Wider, sweetheart. Be good."
You let out a small whine but finally let your jaw go loose and leaned forward.
The hand in your hair reached further back, gripping into your locks and pushed you forward.
The delicious way that thick girth slid into your mouth⌠across your tongue and farrr back down to your throat. Not even having you gag surprisingly.
"There we go, finally got what you wanted so bad, yeah, doll?"
"mhnmmhm!" your humming vibrated around the meaty thing stretching your lips and rewarded you with a soft groan from Geto.
The sound of full balls smacking against your chin, lewd gags and wet slurps filled the neat space.
Drool was definitely dripping down your chin and dampening the collar of your shirt.
Not to even talk about the puddle drenching trough your pantiesâŚ
But Suguru was filling your throat so good you couldn't do anything but blissfully shut your eyes and hold on to your own thighs.
"Feels nice, yeah? Sooo goodâŚ" You could hear him start to ramble from above you, both of those large palms cupping the sides of your head to keep it in place as he used your mouth. Clearly this was getting to Geto just as much as you.
"Fff⌠shit⌠Will you be a do.. doll and⌠swallow? Swallow for me?"
How could you say no to such a lovely man.
Suguru almost collapsed, having to let go of your face to grip into the tool trolley nearby, rattling it- making sure to push in alll the way to the hilt, neatly trimmed hairs tickling your nose as your throat convulsed and tried to swallow around the girthy thing down it.
The hot cum spurting down it made you choke and try to pull away for some air. But you definitely did swallow every last drop.
The softening length gently glided out, leaving your throat feeling empty.
-
Well then.
After your dentist helped you get cleaned up a bit and made sure you were alright.
It was time to go home.
Tooth still sensitive.
But it's okay, Dr. Geto made sure to leave a spot for you to come in next week. On a Wednesday.
And the week after that. For free.
How kind.
Seems like your fear of going to the dentist had disappeared too.
Yoon's notes: FOR MY LOVELY MOMMMY @serpenttine. I am still very i donno insecure about my writing after everything and doing a char i have never done IM SHITTING MYSELF SCARED. but i love drea so much i wanted to make this special, to show her how much i care for her. AND AS A CONGRATS ON HER BIG MILESTONE IN FOLLOWERS. you deserve the world mama. MWAH I HOPE YOU LIKE
Hi indie :3 I just came back on Tumblr again recently and once again found myself falling in love with how you write Sukuna đ he's always there to save us from fuck ups of whatever Satoru/Suguru did (I just read about your fic where Suguru took the bet and dated us lol)
thank you baby!!! this is so sweet of you!!! i love writing him into every universe where they fuck up hehehehehe :p honestly i should make a list of all the stories where he does that LMFAOOO
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mean cult leader! Suguru x subby f! reader - MDNI - be warned Suguru is really fucking mean in this, like... degradation, calling us 'dumb puppy' - we are in a cage, with a tail (plug hehe) and wearing a collar lmao
You are in trouble with your cult leaderâŚ
Is he a boyfriend?
He calls himself your owner, especially right now when heâs tightening your cute little pink collar down on your neck - it even has little heart diamond studs.
Only the best for you.
He's tugging you by it with his dark brows lowered, his robes slightly parted when he shoves you down on the floor, pinning your head right down by pressing on the back of your neck.
âWhat did you say to me while I was giving my speech?â He asks, humming just a bit as his hands tangle in your hair and tug, your little ears he keeps on you slipping from their clips.
âN-nothing, Suguru - ah!â
Suguru tugs the slutty skirt he makes you wear up over your ass, hand landing with a sharp thwack on it, handprint blossoming. âAnswer me now, or do you want the muzzle on all day?â
You bite down on your lower lip when he presses your face down harder against the floor, tugging your ass up by your hips, cunt dripping wet once the air hits it. He muzzles you when you misbehave, he puts you in your pretty cage with your favorite stuffies, making sure you have what you need even as he isolates you.
âI said nothing.â
âYou know how this goes for you, tsk,â Suguru might love you â a pathetic little fucking pet and all â but you surely have to learn your place. âSoaking wet like a dumb puppy, think Iâll touch you?â
âPlease I n-need itâŚâ Suguru smirks, he might love the sight of your soaking wet cunt but heâs not giving you what you want right now, not after your mouth. âSugu - ah!â
He smacks your cunt hard, dragging two long fingers up your sloppy little slit â just enough to make you think youâre getting what you want, but instead just spitting right on your ass and letting it drip down, swirling your slick and that saliva and shoving into your ass.
âSuguru!â Youâre so full.
âAdmit what you said, pathetic little pet,â youâre too stretched out, cunt empty and fluttering around nothing, slick dripping down as the stretch of your other hole makes you needier. âWant me to make you keep that tail in your little ass all fucking day?â
âN-no!â You actually wouldnât mind butâŚ
Heâs so damn mad you could cum from a few pumps of his mean fingers inside.
âSay it.â You say nothing on purpose, earning a disappointed sigh now, a sound you know will lead to the sweetest punishment. âSpread wide then, little pet.â
You do as he asks, your head down with the little tag on your collar clicking the floor beneath you, the hard wood that is soaking up the remnants of his spit and your pretty tears. Suguru hums in pleasure at the perfect sight when he spits right on your ass again, cool metal of the plug slipping and pushing right in.
âNgh!! PleaseâŚâ
âLoosen up, you can take it, canât you? Youâre not that pathetic,â you love the pressure when he pushes that tail in deep, the fluffy tail slipping across your thighs, brushing softly on your skin and tickling. Suguru tugs you to your knees now, with a sharp tug at your collar, choking you out. âI should walk you around just like this, on your hands and knees in front of everyone.â
Before you can answer, he smacks your ass hard, the sting makes you cry out, your body jerking forward.
"Count them," he commands softly. "And with each one, I want you to tell me who you belong to."
"OneâŚâ He hums just a bit, his cock just leaking beneath his robes. âI belong to you, Suguru."
âGood pet.â
He smacks again.
"Two... I belong to you, Suguru."
He smacks you over and over, until your voice is hoarse from it, nails pressing into the soft rug beneath you. Three, four, five â so many you lose count, dizzy with need, your ass covered in red welts. Only then when youâre babbling and sniffling, when youâre drooling does he ease back, pulling you up by your collar until you're kneeling.
"Good pet," he murmurs softly, almost lovingly, finally pressing his body against yours, his shape hard and throbbing through his robes â right along your spine. "Who do you belong to?"
âYou, you,â he chuckles, swiping the drool from the corner of your lips. âMmm⌠Sugu pleaseâŚâ
âGood pet, I think youâve earned just a little reward,â his hand slips between your thighs, fingers finally finding your needy, neglected little clit, circling it slowly as you moan and arch against him. âDesperate little puppy â so pathetic.â
"I need..."
"What do you need?" his teeth sharply bite the side of your neck, pain pricking as those fingers circle your clit faster. "Tell me exactly what you need, hmm? I want to be good for my pet when you listen."
You're so desperate now for more that you'd say anything he wants to hear, cunt dripping down his fingers, he laughs at just how wet you get. âNghhhâŚâ
âWords, pet, or Iâll walk you around, hands and knees.â
âN-need y-y-youâŚâ
âN-need. Y-y-you - hah, pathetic, dumb puppy,â he yanks his fingers away, making you whimper pathetically in need. âCanât talk already?â
âNeed you to fuck me, Suguru â please, I need your cock ins-side me."
He chuckles, clearly pleased you could put a word together at all, pushing you back down to your knees and arching your ass up. "Since you asked so nicely, of course I will..."
Suguru turns on the little button that makes that tail vibrate inside you, a sweet, mean torture as the fat head of his cock glides up and down your slit. âMnghâŚâ
âGonna finally listen, hmm? When I tell you what to do?â He whispers, teasing you more and more as he moves that cock up and down, dripping and just pulsing out messy white pre. âAnswer me if you want it inside, could cum like this â should I cum all over you, every inch? Have them all see whatâs mine?â
âIâl llistenâŚâ
âYou wonât,â he sighs, sliding his cock up and down again, feeling you wriggling and arching, pulling back. âThere, my cock was on your little cunt. Thatâs good enough, yeah?â
âNo! Please, beinâ sâmeanâŚâ Youâre mumbling again, thighs shaking, watching him pull back and walk over to where he keeps all sorts of treats for you.
âEat one of these and donât touch yourself,â you obey when he puts a chocolate in your mouth, making you chew it and smirking. âI have to finish something, donât move an inch and obey me, like a good pet, hmm?â
âMhm,â you know his game, you know this chocolate is going to make you ache even more, when those vibrations keep going off in your ass, and that tail is shaking side to side. Suguru carefully and lovingly clips your ears back where they belong, kissing your lips coated in chocolate.
âBe back. Stay.â
*****
Youâre about to touch yourself, youâre so close to it that itâs painful, the way you need Suguru inside you, how you need anything but to stay on your knees for him and wait the hour it takes. He carefully walks back in the room, smiling as he sees you in that position, sighing and taking off his robes.
âLike that chocolate, puppy?â
âMhm,â youâre so fucking wet itâs slippery when Suguru kneels and fingers you, plunging two inside.
âThat easy?â He laughs again, heâs a cruel man, Suguru Geto â punishing you for that bratty mouth by edging you, feeding you aphrodisiacs, making you ache in this position. âYou listened, didnât you?â
âY-yes, I promise⌠ah!â He pulls back those fingers and sucks your juices off them, humming to himself, pressing your head down so your face is smushed against that rug.
âYou did such a good job,â Suguru tugs your cute tail up and finally shoves his fat eight inches deep in your cunt, so deep you scream out, arching for more as he pounds inside your pussy. Mean, desperate strokes that leave no mercy as he tugs that tail, lifting it just so to get a view of the creamy ring at the base of his cock where youâre messing up the carpet.
Youâre a drooling mess as you finally get what youâve been aching for â fucked mean by the cult leader, the one who leans over as he presses his big hand between your shoulder blades, heavy, full balls smacking on your clit.
âYou love that, hmm? Being so full, fucked like the stupid little pet you are,â Suguru loves you, by the way â heâd say that, but youâre a slutty little freak who enjoys this. So, he gives it to you â heâs not quite as sadistic as it seems. âLove being a useless little cocksleeve? Waiting all day for dick?â
âYours,â he groans at your answer, grabbing your hips and pounding his cock with filthy squelches, that tail still stretching your other hole out, he lays prone over the floor, covering you in his heavy weight, his lips brushing your ear.
âMy pet, belong to me, donât you, pretty puppy?â He whispers, as close to sweet as the huge, psychotic man gets, possessive as he is done for as your walls are milking him, vibrations of the plug in your ass making you clamp down. âAll mine.â
âMmm â your pet,â youâre lost then, eyes rolling back as his tip drags right where you need, and youâre shattering for him.
Itâs not long after that Suguru pulls out and cums all over your ass, your pussy, your thighs, laughing sadistically at the sight. Not long after he yanks that tail out and fucks you in that hole too, donât you deserve it, being so good for him? To get all your pretty holes filled, and every inch of your body covered in his cum?
But donât worry, you get fed even more of those yummy chocolates after â and he makes sure to clean you, with sweet little flicks of his tongue lavishing all that sweet, milky white that is pumped out. It's just right to take care of his pretty, perfect pet when sheâs been so good for him.
When you snuggle up in your pretty pink cage later â well, Suguru even leaves the cage door open for you <3
*****
i'm marked mature anyway might as well share this from the drafts LMAO - I was writing this for my bb @indiewritesxoxo forever ago hehe
