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𓆩♡𓆪 — two people (including me) asked, so i shall deliver , mdni!!

"fuck-... hah-"

its actually insane, you got sukuna ryomen under you. also not only that, he is also actively losing his mind.

it must have been hours at this point. your mixed fluids pooling at the base of sukunas cock. wet slapping can be heard as you bounce up and down. he at least tried to seem composed.

though he is pretty sure by the way you clench around him, he'll cum in less then two minutes for the fourth time.

after the second orgasm he stopped trying to take the upper hand. he isn't talking back anymore or asks you how good it feels. not with the way his drool is collecting at the corner of his mouth.

he is sweaty and shaking, all while you set you feet on each side of his hips. now you fuck him at a steadier and harder pace.

an actual moan slips from his mouth, but again he's too lost in you that he cares about the noises he makes.

his abdomen starts to tingle again and more saliva collects inside his mouth. sukuna is close, yet isn't sure if he is going to cum.

why? oh, maybe because you milked him dry.

"come on, ryomen. already done?", you egg him on. earning yourself a nasty little side-eye from him. which gets interrupted by an extra forceful slam down on him.

the familiar knot in his stomach starts to form yet again, his legs shaking.

"fuck-... not... ngh going to... last", he says... before shooting blanks into you. sukunas face turns scarlet at the embarrassment.

throat babies, i’m tryna give ‘em to you!

mdni 18+ bf!toji getting sucked to submission by possessive!reader in a dressing room

“well, yer fuckin’ sha—shameless… ” toji grits, head falling back against the dressing room mirror, attempting to shut down a very, obvious groan. his knees, which twitch with every deep gulp of your throat, are held down by your hands— nails digging into the bone so you’re able to take him deeper. your mouth is sloppy, saliva trickling down your chin, eyes wide and eager as you gaze at toji from below.

“ohhh god— fuck,” toji exhales sharply, his hands moving from the metal hangers on the wall to your scalp, shoving you further down his cock, pupils dilating when you swallow him down. you look absolutely, indubitably, messily his like this. the head of his dick hits your uvula, coaxing a choked gasp from your lips, but you’re still not stopping. your efforts redouble, even with the glassy sheen of tears coating your eyes.

your motivation isn’t random. after the retail employee flirted with him and he even dared to respond, you’ve wanted to stake a petty claim on toji. his hips jerk back, his fingers stroking across your temples gently to smooth away the frizz and sweat on your hair, his neck craning downcast to examine your expression despite how his vision is swimming right now. you’re jealous— toji knows that look, and hell if he doesn’t at least enjoy it.

“you’re so mad—“ he remarks, a strained grin plastered on his face. toji thinks he could win this game. with an abrupt thrust of his hips forward, he slams you back down, using his grip on your head as leverage to meet his movement. “why’re you mad at me, baby?” toji pushes further, clutching on either side of your head, smooshing your mouth to his pelvis. a strangled gasp leaves your throat, brow furrowing as you withdraw for more air.

Slap it. Tap it. Pinch it. Grab it. Cup it. Rub it.

(Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it)

Sorry.

But yea. Expect for thar booty to be fondled whenever he is in your presence. And he‘ll do it in front of the kids, he doesn't give a damn. Megumi is just used to it so he never reacts but them other two????? (more on them coming soon)

Lets just say sometimes Toji gets attacked by little person kicks to the shin for spanking mama.

If only they knew that had something to do with how they got here.

And Toji going “ Ssshhhhh” , his big ass finger sliding down Megs’ lips, then patting the side of his face before going to follow behind you to get a hand full of that ass.

cw : oral (m receiving), face pounding, smut w little to no plot, skin burning, choking, just overall extremely rough sex with a bit of aftercare (not fully proofread)

toji had a pretty shit day at work. he had extremely rude clients all day which he had to bite his tongue at and yet still got yelled at by his boss. so to make himself feel better, he of course had to come home to his beautiful fiance and go to town on her!

he had a cigarette in between his scared lips, using one hand to shove you down till you couldn't breathe while the other rested on the back of the couch.

"thats it baby, take that fat dick down your pretty throat" he cooed, tangling his fist in your hair. your spit dripped down your chin, falling and soaking into the couch underneath.

toji eventually let go, letting you come up for air. you gasped, taking in every second of air you could get. but before you could catch your breath, toji had both his hands fisted into your hair and shoved himself back in your mouth, slamming his hips up at a brutal pace.

tears filled your eyes as you gripped his hips, not knowing what to do with your hands as toji practically abused your poor throat.

"fuuck thats it baby, take it." toji grunted, his lips curling up into a grin while his cigarette never fell. he eventually slowed down, not wanting to finish just yet.

you yelped as toji picked you up and slung you over his shoulder, taking you to your guys shared bedroom. "you should at least be a little comfortable before i fuck your brains out" he said in that hoarse voice.

toji threw you down on the bed, quickly getting behind you. he forced your hips up and face shoved into the pillow, ripping off your shirt and shorts. he purposely left your panties on, giving him something to grip onto when absolutely pounding you into the bed.

toji pushed your panties to the side, rubbing his tip against your entrance. "already so wet for me, such a dirty fucking whore" he spat out, taking a drag from his cigarette.

you whimpered, silently begging toji to pound you. he grinned, knowing exactly what that meant.

"beg for it, beg for me to pound you till you cant fucking walk slut" toji laughed, he loved to humiliate you like this.

"please toji...please fuck me..." you moaned out, pushing your hips back against him. toji quickly reacted, laying a hand down on your house with a loud smack. "dont you dare try and misbehave, or youre not gettin' shit" toji said, pushing you ass away from his cock. you cried out at the smack, feeling the sharp sting after.

"im so-sorry, sir" you choked out.

"good slut" toji replied, putting the cigarette back between his lips and grabbing his cock, lining back up with your entrance. with one thrust, he shoved his entire length inside, causing you to scream out in bliss.

toji pounded your crying pussy so harshly you couldnt even think, your mind was completely blank and only filled with how good tojis dick felt.

toji gripped onto your panties, using them to pull you back into him so he could pound you impossibly harder. the room quickly filled with the sounds of your sweet moans, tojis grunts, and the headboard slamming against the wall.

"this is exactly what i needed, this tight little pussy clenched around my dick" toji laughed, taking a hand to pull the cigarette out of his mouth.

the feeling of the cigarette inbetween tojis fingers gave him an idea. toji let go of your panties and stopped thrusting into you for a moment, bringing the cigarette to the skin on your neck.

before you could question him, the feeling of the hot cigarette touched your skin. you cried out, the burn feeling weirdly good. toji was oddly careful, burning a small heart with a "T" next to it into your neck.

"there you go, now everyone will know you belong to me" toji grinned again, taking one final puff before putting the cigarette out in the ash tray on his nightstand.

and just like that, toji was back to pounding you into the bed, his hands grabbing your panties once again to pull you back into him.

your head filled with that familiar fuzziness, nothing but moans and whimpers pouring from your mouth.

you felt the familiar knot building in your lower stomach, you were close. between moans and cries, you babbled out you were close. toji smirked, stopping just for a second to flip you over and put you into a matting press.

"cmon slut, come for me. cum on this fucking dick" toji continued, sucking on the side of your neck without the burn. your eyes rolled back as you screamed tojis name out, feeling the knot in your stomach snap.

toji came at the same time, painting your insides white with his hot cum. his thrusts slowed down, eventually leaving him buried deep inside you.

toji breaths were ragged, his body lightly glistening with sweat. he kissed your forehead gently, slowly pulling out to lay next to you.

"cmere, i wanna hold you" he grumbled, pulling you against his chest. you both took a deep breath, finally relaxing.

"was that burn to much?" toji asked quietly. you shook your head, admitting that it was oddly good. he nodded, kissing your cheek before holding you close against him to fall asleep.

˖᯽ ݁˖ — wanna get high and nasty?

synopsis: after you called up your plug, it seems like he has a few ideas in mind on how you can pay him back!

content warning: explicit, smoking, kissing, unestablished relationship, piercings, pet names, fwb, whimpering, smut w/ little to no plot, drooling, praise kink, breeding kink, mdom, hair pulling, oral f. rec, fingering, püssy drunk, switchy, p in v, riding, tummy bulges, overstimulation, dacryphilia?, multiple rounds, creämpies, aftercare yippee

wc: 4.1k

a/n: ugh this has been sitting in my drafts since forever thank god it finally gets to see the light

based on these poll results. enjoy!

You pulled up to his apartment, the rain pattering onto the windshield of your car. It was dark and cloudy outside, the thunder rumblings in the background. You took a hit of your vape as you debated whether or not if you wanted to knock on his door. The sweet smoke seeped from your lips, before you ultimately opened your car door and stepped out.

You looked down at the wet concrete, trying to protect your face from the rain. Finally making it to his complex, the bottom of your sweatpants wet from walking in the rain. You hesitated as you lifted your arm to knock on the door, biting your lip slightly before your knuckles finally reached the door.

He opened the door shortly after you knocked, his messy bangs covering his eyes. His lip piercing shining in the dim moonlight.

“Took you long enough,” he murmured quietly before retreating back into his apartment, leaving you standing by the door, “know what you’re looking for?” he asked from inside the apartment.

You stood awkwardly at the front, shifting your weight onto your other leg. “Um, yeah. Same thing as always.” you replied as you nervously took a hit of your vape, exhaling the smoke from your mouth.

“Cool.” he replied as he walked back to the open door, the pouch of weed in hand. His eyes briefly gazing over your face before shortly looking away.

“How much?” You asked as you went grab your wallet from your tote-bag.

“250, same as always.” he replied, watching as you dug through your bag. You pulled out the cash from your wallet, counting it quickly before handing it to him.

“Here, that should cover it.” You responded as you handed him the cash. He nodded, counting it regardless of the fact you just counted it in front of him.

“Yeah, thanks. Appreciate doin’ business. Same time next week?” he asked.

You hummed in agreement, turning your head before noticing that the rain had started getting harder. You gulped nervously , the thought of having to drive in it practically eating at you.

Choso seemed to notice the color in your face fading, he raised a curious, pierced eyebrow at you. “I just rolled a fresh blunt if you wanna come in.” he stepped aside just enough for you walk in

His offer weighed heavily on you, you hesitated before ultimately agreeing. “Oh. uhm, sure if it’s not much trouble.” you replied.

“Nah, not at all,” he chuckled before you stepped into his apartment, closing the door behind you, “consider it a little bonus for my best client.”

Your eyes dawned over his living room, the room filled with a hazy, smoky atmosphere. You sat on an empty spot on the couch, before he decided to plop beside you.

He grabbed the lighter that was sitting on the coffee table, flicking it a few times before it finally formed a flame. He brought the flame to the end of the blunt, lighting it then pressing it to his lips.

He inhaled sharply, then exhaling with a cough. Passing over the blunt to you. “Thanks.” you hummed quietly as you brought the blunt to your lips. The smoke instantly filling your senses, and escaping with a cough following after.

“Shit, how do you smoke these so often?” You cough out, clearing your throat afterwards.

“You get used to it,” He snorts, taking another hit for himself. “could say the same thing about those vapes.” he chuckles, eyeing you as you held the vape to your mouth.

“It’s cotton candy flavored though, it doesn’t taste like burnt grass.” you exhaled, the scent escaping your lips.

“Burnt grass?” he glanced at you amused.

“That’s what weed tastes like to me,” You shrug, “I prefer my dessert flavored vapes.”

A small smile grew on his face, “So why do you buy it?” He asks, passing the blunt over to you.

You fiddle with it for a second before finally taking a big puff, “I dunno, I guess I like the taste of burnt grass.” You giggled as you contradicted yourself.

“You’re very complex.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“Mhm.” He nodded, his eyes now a red-pinkish tint. He glared at you hungrily; you, him, and a blunt? Never a good idea and never had a good outcome.

It seemed the weed had been hitting you too, your brain was foggy and your thoughts were clouded. Your eyelids drooped heavily as you passed the blunt back and forth. “You got any edibles?” you asked, blowing the smoke out from your lips.

“Yeah, just made a fresh batch. Wanna take one together?” he asks.

“Together?”

“Like old time sakes.” his eyes flickered between your lips and your eyes.

You bit your lip, subconsciously you know how this would end. But did you care? Not really. “We both know that’s not a good idea.” you responded.

“Yeah, well when has anything we’ve done together been a good idea?” he lounges back in the couch, throwing his head back and his shaggy bangs fall from his face. You shouldn’t listen to him, you really shouldn’t. But your body betrays you before your mind could answer.

“Sure, fuck it.” You shrugged. His lips curled into a smile as he lifted his head back up. He arose from his spot on the couch, disappearing for a minute or two before coming back with a clear ziploc back. A couple of gummies in the packaging. He grabbed two, handing one to you.

A grin grew on your face as you both simultaneously popped the edible into your mouths. It was only a matter of time till it would kick in.

You leaned back, your mind now relaxed with the cannabis slowly flowing into your system. “Isn’t it funny that the only time we ever actually hangout is either to get high, or fuck?”

“Strange world, isn’t it?” Choso hummed.

“Indeed.”

You could already feel the dampness growing in between your thighs. Maybe it was the edible you just took, or maybe you were just really fucking horny. You bit your lip as the lustful thoughts filled your head. You weren’t in the headspace alone, Choso was in the same boat. His head filled with lewd thoughts of your body underneath his. Your sticky skin colliding with his. It overtook his brain in ways he couldn’t explain.

It wouldn’t be the first time you two have gotten high and done perverted things together, it was a sort of symbiotic relationship. Choso got you high and good deals, and in return you let him fuck your brains out. It was a win-win situation.

He was already practically undressing you with his eyes. The heat and sexual tension growing between you too.

Your thighs were tightly clamped together, his meaty thighs spread wide on the couch cushions, there was nothing you wanted more in that moment than to mount him like a horse and hump him like a bunny in heat. But you were a woman of class, of course you wouldn’t yet.

“Wanna get high and nasty?” He blurts out, his voice low and gravely.

“I thought you’d never ask.” you smiled as he immediately grabbed your hips and pulled you onto his lap. Your mouths instantly crashing onto one another. He tasted like smoke with a hint of metal from his piercing.

His hands gripped your hips harshly, pulling your body tightly against his and forcing you to grind against his groin. His sweatpants were low on his hips, your fingers occasionally slipping underneath the waistband. Your fingers were cold against his warm skin, causing a small shudder to escape from his lips.

“Fuck, you can’t do that. S’not fair…” he whined as his grip on your hips tightened. Your fingers traveling from his waist to his hair, entangling themselves freely in his messy, black locks.

His hands went to the back of your thighs, like he was trying to hold onto the dignity he had left. His lips left momentarily to leave bites and kisses among your neck and jawline.

“Cho, I need you,” you whined out as Chosos hands roamed the sides of your body, occasionally sliding over the “please?”

Your pleading must’ve sent him into overdrive, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he pressed his bulge against you. “S’okay, I’ll make you feel real good soon.” he whispered in your ear before connecting your lips again. Your teeth now nibbling on his lower lip and your tongue fiddling with his lip piercing.

His kisses were hot, wet and open mouthed, your teeth constantly colliding. You could feel the heat pooling below your belly, the dampness growing in between your thighs. Your hips grinding against his growing bulge needy.

“Can’t anymore, need to taste you right now.” He groaned as he pushed you onto your back. His hands ripping off your sweatpants. Leaving you in only your lace camisole and your sweet, cotton panties. His fingers traced the wet spot that had formed, teasing the sensitive skin underneath.

“So wet f’me and I haven’t even touched you yet.” Choso chuckled to himself as he toyed with your delicate state.

“Choooo, stop being mean!” you whined out as you writhed underneath him. Your back arched as you felt his hot breath linger over the wet spot. Before his fingers eventually hooked your panties to the side and admiring the view of your slick glistening on your folds.

He began with small kitten-like licks, savoring your sweet taste. “You taste so good, pretty.” he murmured amongst your puffy clit. The vibration of his voice sending shrills down your spine.

“More, you whimpered as his tongue glided against your slit. “please, cho.” How could he ever say no to such a pretty thing like you?

“I’m getting there, angel. Be patient.” he responded while slurping your sweet juices. He was practically nose deep and still didn’t have enough of you. He pulled off your clit to slide in his middle finger into your slit, slowly curling it against your pulsating walls.

Your hands got lost in his hair as his fingers curled in and out of your hole, his tongue slowly lapping over your sensitive clit. “Yes! Ohmygod, right— hick! there!” you cried out in pleasure.

“Close— m’sooo close.” your moans sounded like music to his ears.

Choso took the sounds of your pleasure as a sign to go further, his fingers still pumping in and out of your needy cunt. His tongue now letting your clit rest from the stimulation.

He brought his face up to yours, his pace with his fingers slowly faltering. “Taste yourself on my lips, angel.” he whispered as he smashed his lips onto your. Your hips jutted against his hand, desperate for any friction and change in pace.

“Need to cum, please.” you whined, trying to convince him to pump his long digits in you once again.

“I know, I know, sweet girl. I’ll get you there. I promise.” He kissed the inside of your thigh sweetly before indulging on your swollen cunt again. He slurped and sucked like a man dying of hunger, his fingers now knuckles deep and pressing against your G-spot.

Your walls tightened against his fingers, on the verge of falling off the ledge of ecstasy. No coherent words could form on your tongue, only a variety of gasps and moans. Tears swelled in your eyes from the pleasure, his tongue relentlessly lapping at your sensitive hole.

Seeing the way your face twisted from the immense stimulation had Choso groaning into your pussy. His fingers curling so perfectly inside of you.

“C’mon pretty, I can feel you squeezing my fingers,” he cooed, his free hand clenching the back of your thigh. “be a good girl and cum f’me, yeah?” he groaned as he flicked his tongue up and down, relentless with the pleasure he was giving you.

“Mhm!” you cried out as your hands tangled into his hair, “m’cumming, hiccup! m’cumming” you moaned as the wave of ecstasy hit you hard. Your thighs clenched around Choso’s head, trembling from the sudden high. His free hand moved from your thigh to your lower stomach to push you down from squirming.

Choso groaned into your pussy as you finished, slurping your juices and lapping at your fluttering hole. “Look how pretty that mess you made is.” He praised you, his hips rutting against the couch cushion.

He sits up from being between your thighs, pressing small kisses as he exists. “C’mon baby, you can take more f’me.” he smiles as he pulled your limp body onto his lap. “You wanna make me feel good, don’t you?”

You nodded, your thighs tense and sore but nonetheless, you wanted to show your appreciation and make him feel good to.

You bit your lip as your hands fiddled with the drawstrings of his sweats, untying them and pulling down the waistband of his sweats just enough to free his cock. It sprung against his stomach, pre-cum beading at the tip.

“F-fuck,” he whined as you stroked it slightly before lining the tip with your entrance, rubbing the tip against your hole. “can’t believe it’s gonna—haah, fit in you.” he threw his head back, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

You began slowly descending onto his lap, the stretch burning in the most addictive way. You held onto his shoulders as support, small whimpers escaping your swollen lips.

He feared if he looked in your eyes as you slid down on his length, he would bust at that very moment. The pleasure of your walls tightening as you took each inch at a painfully slow rate was extremely overwhelming. You squealed once you felt him bottom out in you, his tip prodding at your cervix.

“Soo— hck! So full, Cho.” you whimpered, he finally split an eye ope to look at you on his lap. His cock twitching at the sight.

Choso’s hands tightly gripped your hips to help you maintain your rhythm, your thighs plopping onto his lap with every bounce. The sounds of wet, sticky, skin against skin echoed throughout the room. “Harder, you can do better than that, baby.”

He grit his teeth as you obeyed his directions, your pace slightly hitching up in speed. His long, veiny cock slipping in and out your folds, occasionally slipping out when you rose back to the top.

“I’m— trying! It’s just t’much..!” you whined as the burn in your legs began to rush throughout your body.

“Look at you, you’re taking every inch of me.” He groaned, his praise sounding like music to your ears. He so badly wanted to grab you by your hips and rut into you relentlessly, but he preferred to make you feel good first.

“Feels s’good.. s’full.” You moaned as his dick filled you to the brink.

He let out a guttural groan as his tip prodded at your spongy G-spot, your legs slowly getting tired but you maintained your speed. Choso’s hands guided your hips and pulled you up and down on his cock. Your brain began getting fuzzy and empty. The only thought lingering was to make yourself feel good.

Choso’s nails dug small crescents into your skin as you rode his brains out. Your clit grinding onto his pelvic bone.

His cock twitched inside of you as you let out a high pitched moan. Your thighs now clenching around his waist. “So— ngh, tight. You feel so good, baby.” he groaned from underneath you.

You nodded brainlessly, your silk walls tightening around his cock. Choso looked at you with half-lidded eyes, his eyelashes soaked from his tears of pleasure.

“Go faster for me, pretty.” He grunted as he thrusted up into the roll of your hips. Your cunt greedily sucked in every inch he gave you, your cervix now practically bruised from his lengthy cock. Your legs were tired, sore and worn out. You tried to pick up the pace but your body couldn’t keep up with Choso’s stamina. His eyebrows furrowed with a bead of sweat between them, his hands guiding you to make you go faster.

“y’re not going fast enough— ngh,” he began getting frustrated

You were trying. Really, you were.

Eventually, it wasn’t enough for him. Within seconds, Choso flipped you over onto your hands and knees; the air remaining in your lungs escaping from the sudden change in movement.

“M’sorry baby,” he whined before aligning his flaring pink tip with your entrance, “s-soooo sorry.”

He slammed into your with a forceful thrust. Your legs trembling and hardly keeping you up. “M’sorry, m’sorry, m’sorry—“ he repeated over and over again. Tears welling in both of your eyes. Your face was shoved into the couch cushions, a small patch of drool starting to form from where you lips laid.

“F-feels too good to— hck! stop.” he babbled, your syrupy cunt reeling him in more with each roll of his hips. His fingers were practically leaving bruises on your hips from how tight he was holding them, you couldn’t speak. Every ounce of strength you had left was fucked out of your body.

Your limp, sore, body.

“C-Cho, s’too much—“ you were cut off by him shoving your face further into the couch. He couldn’t help it, your pussy was practically singing to him. And it was definitely speaking more than you could at the moment.

“No, y’re taking it soo good f’me,” his thrusts became more frantic and sloppier. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as another orgasm crashed over you. “S-see? You can take it.” he grunted, the pulsing from your orgasm sent him over the edge; his cocked twitched inside of you as he buried himself to a hilt.

“F-fuck!” He yelped as he grabbed a handful of your hair. “M’cumming, haah— fuck!” he whimpered as hot, sticky, long, ropes spurt inside of you; filling you to the absolute brink.

A frothy mixture of your liquids dripped from between your thighs, spilling onto the couch beneath your legs. A ring now formed around his cock. He didn’t pull out, just kept you both connected.

“Need to see y’re face this time,” he murmured as he flipped you over to your back. Your eyes widening as he hovered over you.

“What? N-no, I can’t!” You cried out, but it was too late. He was too far gone. Your mascara now streaming down your face as your sticky bodies collided once more.

“Yes you can, baby. And you will—“ he babbled breathlessly. His pelvic bone snapping against your ass. “for me, you can.” his hand lingered on your lower stomach, a evident bulge lying beneath his palm. “Heh, l-look. Y’re so full of me already.” The room absolutely reeked of sweat and sex, with the slightest hint of your cotton candy vape.

Your hand was placed on his lower abdomen, squirming beneath his violent yet desperate thrust. Trying to push away from the immense pleasure. “S-slow down!” You testified from underneath him.

“Where are ya’ running off to?” He asked as he realized you were scooting away from his cock. He slammed into you hard, forcing a sweet whine to escape your lips. “stop— ngh, running from me.” He folded you in half like a pretzel to prevent you from scooting away from it again.

He held you in the meanest mating press. His balls slapping against your clit as he held your legs to your chest. Your hands clawed at his back and sides, leaving the evidence of raw, red lines on his skin.

He aggressively grabbed your jaw, pulling your face to his own. The kiss was no longer sweet, but full of hunger and want. His teeth pressed into your lower lip before his tongue explored your mouth. His other hand traveling down to your clit, his thumb rubbing over your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“One more,” he gasped out as he devoured your lips raw, “c’mon, I know you can do it f’me, pretty.”

It seemed your body listened to him more than yourself, because shortly after, your cunt seized around him for the umpteenth time this night. The suction caused him to groan as he picked up his pace; chasing his own climax. Your cunt gushed with juices as you reached your orgasm.

His seed was still dribbling down your ass, he was practically using it as lube to fuck back into your greedy hole easier.

“Wan’ fill you up more— No, need to fill you up more.” His cock twitched inside of you as you neared the end of your orgasm. The nasty squelches filling the room as you let out borderline pornographic moans. Your cunt squeezed around him at the sound of his words. “Ya’ want that don’t you? Need me to fill this pretty cunt nice and full?”

“Mhm— please, Cho.” You clenched down on him harder. “Need to feel you more.” Your tears mixing with your sweat.

“S’okay baby, I know what’s best for her.” your body flailed against his rough pounding. “Don’t need to talk more, she’s doin’ allll the talking for you.”

He pressed down harder on the bump in your tummy, feeling the outline of his cock inside of you. Just the sensation alone had him stretching you in was deemed to be nearly impossible. His throbbing tip prodding at spots you didn’t even know existed.

“Haah— fuck. M’gonna cum again soon.” he warmed as his thrust continued getting sloppier and heavier. “Gon’ fill her nicely for you.” You shook your head profusely, your thighs trembling underneath him.

“M-maybe even get you pregnant, have you round and leaking of me.” He rambled on. He shuddered at the thought. “Would keep you full fuck, would treat you soooo good.

Choso’s cock abused your poor, leaking hole. The only thing keeping him alive in this moment was how beautifully you were taking him in. “Gotta— ngh, give this cunt what she wants.”

It only took a few more greedy thrust before he painted your insides white, your now white silken walls being stuffed full of him.

He laid ontop of you, nearly just as limp as you were. His cum stayed in for the meantime as he stayed plugged inside of you. Just where he wanted to be.

His face stayed buried in the crook of your neck, his mouth was close enough that you could hear his ruined whimpers. His tip leaked hot spurts inside of you more and more with each passing second, before he ultimately pulled out of you. You whined at the sudden emptiness, his seed seeping out of your raw and sloppy pussy.

“Look at that.” he mumbled under his breath as he watched your juices ooze once he pulled out. The admiration in his voice very evident.

His eyes widened once he realized your ruined state. “M’sorry— did I… was it too much?” he rambled over his words as he immediately felt the guilt of going over your limit.

“No— no, Cho. I’m fine.” you responded with a weak smile. You felt so used but it was the most pleasurable feeling.

“A-are you sure?” He asked against, his ears perking up from your confirmation. “Let me clean you up.” he disappeared for a moment, but came back with a slightly damp towel to wipe you down with. Afterwords, he helped you change into more suitable clothes for your own comfortability.

Choso’s sudden change in affection was refreshing, he caressed your body so carefully. Rubbing any part that might’ve been sore. He gently kissed the marks he left on your skin with sweet praises.

“You did so good for me, angel.”

“Just hold me close, Cho.” you replied weakly.

He pressed a few kisses to the top of your forehead as you laid on his chest. The sound of his heartbeat soothing you to sleep.

a/n: okeh so like this took way longer to edit than expected cause daddy has exam season now 😞 but don’t fret my kittens I still have plenty of short posts for u to feast on mwahahahah

tutor!nanami fucking you in the back of the library. Rows of shelves block your view, but you still hear the faint voices of others while he’s deep inside you. You’re sat atop the table, skirt hiked up around your waist, panties pushed to the side, and your shirt unbuttoned, leaving him easy access to your tits. He’s slowly rocking his hips, trying to be as quiet as possible, but it’s hard to resist when you’re quite literally milking his cock.

“Fuck you’re so tight!” He whispers, letting out a shaky breath when he goes balls deep. He ruts his hips into you, the table knocking against the wall with each thrust.

“Mmmph! Oh my god!” You suck in a breath, whimpering when his tip nudges against your g-spot, his length dragging along your gummy walls, your entire body heating up.

“Shhhh, sweetheart,” he lowly chuckles. “You’re gonna get us caught.” He moves your shirt to the side, his hand gliding up to cup your breast, his thumb rolling over your hard nipples. You bite down on your lip, hands gripping the edge of the table to steady yourself.

“I’m sorry!” You squeak. “It just feels so good. I…I can’t.” You gulp, hand flying up to your mouth to muffle your moans. It was impossible for you. The thrill of getting caught just makes your heart pound faster and your cunt wetter.

“Are you getting turned on by this? Look at how wet you are—holy shit. You’re so filthy.” He clenches his jaw, a groan escaping his throat. He pulls at you nipple, his other hand hooked under your knee, making sure to keep your legs spread. He tosses his head back, letting out another shaky breath to keep himself from moaning. “I’m so close already, you’re so goddamn wet.”

You squeeze your eyes shut, your entire body tingling, cunt throbbing as you draw nearer to your orgasm. Would now be a good time to tell him you’re a squirter? “K-Ken…slow down…I’m gonna—ah!” You quiver in his hold, trying to shut yourself up as your orgasm creeps up on you by the second. Your head is spinning, the pressure building up the more he pounds into your g-spot. “Stop, stop, stop, I’m gonna squirt—nnngh! It’s gonna—ah—get everywhereeeeee—mmmph!” His hand flys up to your mouth, your pussy gushing clear liquid, soaking his new khakis, and the carpet below.

“Shut up. Shut the fuck up,” he growls into your ear, fucking you through your orgasm. Your nails dig into his shoulders, nostrils flared as you breathe heavy, chest heaving. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Should cum inside you and have it leaking out all day.” He smirks against your skin, feeling your cunt physically respond to his words, clenching around him tightly. “Awe, is that what you want?” He coos. You frantically nod.

He slams inside of you a few more times, his leaking tip kissing your cervix, pinning you against the table while he fills you with his hot seed, spurts of sticky cum coating your walls. “Nice and deep,” he rasps, slowly pulling out of you. He puts your panties back in place, making sure his cum doesn’t leak out. “Perfect.”

“. . . why do we need sleep?” satoru murmurs, and receives a heavy headed hum in response— his snowy lashes fluttering against his cheek, waging a war with his lovesick hands who try to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “like. . why do we, us— we. . need sleep? why can’t it be just—” a yawn escapes the back of his throat, cutting off his mindless rambling— powerful enough to disturb the global air currents. “why can’t it b-be just them? look at them. they’re. . m-made. . made for this.”

“and so they are,” suguru blinks rapidly, rubbing his eyes— batting away the exhaustion before it consumes him completely, but to no avail. “our pretty. . our pretty darling. i could watch them forever.” he takes a moment to pause, tugging at his hair tie so the locks come undone— cascading down his face like weary waterfalls, clinging to his skin. “can’t you . . trade six eyes or somethin’?”

but all suguru recieves is a faint snore in response— from a certain white haired menace with his hand nestled riiiight on your jaw, like a wounded knight shotted down at the very brink between safety and doom. eyes closed, nose brushing against your own.

a huff escapes suguru just then— but it’s not long before your sleepy body feels it softly sing against the back of your neck, finally, finally holding your hand and satoru’s with the other.

SWEET SPOT! — TOJI FUSHIGURO

SYNOPSIS...after you husband comes home from the gym, you find yourself getting all hot and bothered, pouncing on him the second the opportunity arrived

INFO...toji x fem!reader, reader is extremely needy for toji, creampies, overstim, riding, squirting, messy, not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

thanks for the request anon!

“Hah—fuck nngh! Baby, slow…down!” Toji says through gritted teeth as you bounce up and down on his cock for what seemed like hours now. Your hips slamming down on his as you milked his cock, swallowing him whole and taking him for everything he’s worth. He doesn’t know what’s gotten into you, ever since he walked through the door you’ve been acting like a bitch in heat. His hands gripped at your ass, eyes rolling back as he felt his third orgasm approaching. He doesn’t even know how he’s still hard, but goddamn do you make it hard for him to stop.

“Gonna cum again, Toji? Want inside of me again,” you pant, eyes glazed over with lust as you stare at your husband. His jaw was slack, moans and whimpers escaping his throat while his hips twitched beneathing you. “You make me crazy, baby. I love it.” You messily kiss his swollen lips, feeling his hot cum coat your insides, your back arching into him more as you continue to fuck him.

“Baby…baby…nngh! Please, fuck! It’s too sensitive. I need—ah!” Your pussy grips around him like a vice, the mess made between you two makes lewd sounds echo through your bedroom, something out of a porn movie. “I need a break, baby, please,” he begs, desperation written all over his flushed face. His hands are roaming all over you body, a reaction from the overwhelming feeling of you wet cunt pleasuring him.

“I…I can’t stop—hah! Need…need you so bad. Just wanna keep fucking you and fucking you and—mmm fuck yes!” You squealed once you feel his bulbous tip hit your sweet spot. “Got me all worked up, baby.” You press your sweaty bodies together, holding him against you tightly as you focus on rolling your hips just the way you like. You pull at the hairs on the nape of his neck, mewling each time he grazes over your g-spot, feeling his dick throb inside of you.

“Shit! Oh my god!” His eyes screw shut, chest heaving up and down as he ascends to an ethereal plane of pleasure, a place he’s never been before. “Gonna…fucking…c-cum—nngh fuck!” He’s cumming for a fourth time now, brain turned to mush while you sit there and take it, only turned on even more than before. Hard nipples press against his broad chest, a lazy smile on your face and you caress his cheek. Pools of cum leak from your pussy and down to his balls, creating a sticky mess on the sheets that neither of you cared about at the moment.

“I just wanna keep fucking you—need to keep fucking you,” you whisper in his ear, licking a stripe down his neck, a slightly salty taste lingering on your tongue from the sweat. You pepper kisses along his sharp jawline, gentle compared to your movement below. “Hah, Toji, baby, I’m gonna cum!” Your brows furrow as little whimpers form into pants and moans. “Fuck! Fuck!” You fuck him harder out of pure greed feeling the pressure in your lower abdomen when you finally lift your hips and let go. Streams of clear liquid shoot from your dripping cunt, soaking your thighs and Toji’s as well, his cum mixing in with your juices and dripping out of your hole.

You’re holding onto him for dear life, body quivering and growing weak as you continue to squirt, sheets soaked. “Oh my god!” You suck in a breath, falling into his arms as you try and come down from an orgasm that strong, shaky breaths leaving your lips. You stare at him through thick lashes, sloppily kissing his lips while his hands grope your ass, pulling you closer on his lap. You still felt needy, horny, rocking your hips back and forth to find any sort of friction. You moan into the miss before pulling back from your husband. “I just wanna sit on your face now,” you say without thought.

“oh.. o-oh fuckkk toru!” you mewl, your face is shoved into his navy blue bedsheets while your ass is up, back arched intensely.

satoru had gotten a new haircut just in time for valentine’s day. the moment he stepped through the creaking wooden door to your shared home, you practically pounced on him! “yeah? feels soo good huh.. h-heh” he giggles softly, his rough hands gripping onto the plump of your ass. his rotund tip was reaching deep inside your sobbing cunt, pressing directly on your sweet spot causing you to belt out.

“nngh fuckkk p-please toru, harder ah!” you’re reaching your arms back, subliminally begging him to grab you. he latches onto your hands, using them as momentum while he pounds himself into you. “h-harder? mmngh- this isn’t enough for you pretty girl..?” he smiles, the melody of your ass slapping against his hips grows louder.

he releases your arms before pressing his coarse hands into the dimples of your back. he’s angling his hips to hit you deep in that spot you love. “more! m-more fuckkk- just like that..!” you whine, drooling with your lips slightly parted in awe. you can barely keep your eyes open with how good he’s fucking into your sweet cunt.

“c’mon pretty, fuck me y-yeah?” he slaps your ass, motioning for you to bounce yourself back onto him. you twist your body, left hand gripping your ass cheek while turn back slightly to look him in the eyes as you slide your wet pussy onto him. you feel his hefty balls slap onto your puffy clit deliciously while he’s gripping your ankles trying to spread your legs further apart. “g-give it to me toru.. wan’ it please,” you’re pouting, now you’ve really done it.

he pushes your head back into the sheets, fingers wrapping around the back of your neck. “such a f-fucking slut- shiiit.. m’gonna cum, where do ya want it- hah..” you got him whining now, he was done for. “i-inside! don’t miss- nngh..please m’cumming!” your eyes begin to roll to the back of your head, pussy tightening around his lengthy cock, gushing all over him as you chase your high. he’s rutting his hips into you as long white spurts shoot into your womb causing you to mewl.

“f-feel so full toru..” you whimper as you caressing his arm, his chest coming down flushed right to your back. he’s giving you sloppy kisses to your lips that are gleaming with spit, moaning deeply into your mouth. “yeah? sweet girl.. h-heh..” he moans, still periodically grinding his hips up into you. “one more?” he suggests, you grip his chin, planting a wet kiss onto his lips before tucking your bottom lip in between your teeth. “mhm..” you nod.

Brother’s best friend!Toji

mdni (18+)

afab reader x brother’s best friend!Toji

cw: age gap, explicit sex, (dub con maybe at first?), penetration, rough sex, etc… toji’s lowkey down bad

Buckle up cuz this one’s filthy…

I’m new to Tumblr so lowk nervous but I’m open to criticism!! Lmk if there’s anything I can improve on and lmk if anyone wants a pt 2.. 👀 and I take requests!

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The glow of the TV was glim and flickering across the living room, an old, beat up thing Toji had bought from a sketchy retail store, casting soft blue and white lights over the beat up couch where you were curled up.

It was your third week staying at Toji’s place—an arrangement your older brother Geto had insisted on after you landed the summer internship in his city. “Toji’s solid. He’ll keep an eye on you,” your brother had said. If only he knew how those words were playing out now..

Toji lounged on the other end of the couch, as far as he could get on the tiny thing considering how much space he took up. He had one arm draped lazily over the backrest, his massive frame leaning back comfortably. The tight black t-shirt he wore stretched across his broad chest and shoulders, the fabric worn thin from years of use. His dark hair was tousled, a few strands falling over his sharp green eyes as he pretended to watch the action movie playing on screen. But his gaze kept drifting.

To you.

You’d changed into an oversized hoodie and soft pajama shorts after dinner, legs tucked beneath you, hair loose and still slightly damp from your shower. The internship had been exhausting today—long hours, and fast paced—but here, in the quiet of his apartment, you felt relaxed. Unaware of the way the shifting light highlighted the curve of your cheek, the way your lashes cast shadows when you blinked, or how your lips parted slightly in concentration on the film.

Toji’s jaw tightened.

Fuck.

He’d known you since you were an annoying kid tagging along after your brother, but you sure as hell weren’t a kid anymore. And staying under his roof for weeks. He’d told himself he’d keep his distance—respect the boundaries, ignore the way you moved around his kitchen in the mornings, the scent of your body spray lingering in the bathroom. But tonight, with the city lights faint through the window and the two of you alone in the dark, it was getting harder to pretend.

His eyes traced the line of your neck as you shifted, hoodie big enough that it slipped slightly down your shoulder, exposing the skin of your neck. Smooth skin. The subtle rise and fall of your chest. The innocent way you laughed at a dumb line in the movie, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. You were beautiful. Dangerously so. The kind of beautiful that made a man like him—jaded, rough around the edges—forget all the reasons this was a bad idea.

gojo was lying on your shared bed, his long legs stretched out as he sifted through some paperwork. the soft glow from the bedside lamp illuminated his sharp features, making his white hair seem even brighter against the dark sheets. he was deeply focused, his brows slightly furrowed in concentration.

you walked into the bedroom, eyes glued to your phone as you scrolled through a message or maybe a funny video that caught your attention. you didn't even notice how the soft tapping of your footsteps caught gojo's attention. he looked up from his papers, a faint smile playing on his lips as he watched you.

“baby,” you called out casually, still focused on your phone. your voice was sweet, but there was a hint of playfulness in it, like you were about to ask him for something or share a joke.

as you spoke, the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped. geto, freshly showered, stepped out with a towel draped casually around his neck. his wet hair clung to his forehead, droplets of water sliding down his neck and bare chest. he looked relaxed, his eyes warm and soft as he caught sight of you and gojo.