fuckery.inc

he’s the type of boyfriend to prone bone fuck you in just the right way, then stop right as you’re about to cum, “cmon ya didn’t think it’d be that easy hm?”

he’s the type of boyfriend to make you get on top, just to see you struggle. it always ends up with him thrusting up into you holding your wrists behind your back, “thinkin she can keep up with me, hm?” he laughs in your ear, mocking you as he fucks you into you harder and faster, manhandling you through your orgasm.

he’s the type of boyfriend to talk you through it too, “cmon you’re doing so good baby keep it up” to “you really think i’d let you cum that easy hm?” it all just depends on his mood really.

Satoru’s reading his physics textbook for an upcoming project- although there is one problem, it’s a partner project- in college too?!Oh this can’t be the downfall of the great 6’3 academic weapon- and what is it?

You of course!

Satoru stumbling over his words when you need to physically look up at him from the demonstration table, twisting wires into place for the sparks to fly in order for the reaction to be set off, his eyes lingering a bit too long on the fresh manicure you’ve gotten. wondering how those pretty little fingers would look wrapped around his cock.

“Satoru, are you okay?” You ask him, he nods rather quickly avoiding eye contact with you. Does he hate you or something?

You knew he was a little shy but he was relatively normal whys he acting like this towards just you?

You walk back to your dorm that day, the little interaction still bothering you from earlier.

Settling in for the night and ordering a pizza going about your evening routine when you get a text from him.

Hey, I know it’s a bit late but I genuinely can’t figure this part of the project out, the cables keep short-aging out and I can’t figure it out maybe you could come over and we can finish it? If that’s not a problem or too much I totally understand.”

On the other end satoru is definitely trying to get the project done, but he just wants you.

Needless to say you’re knocking on his door pretty quickly after that text.

“Hey, come in- you want any tea? I just made some.” He offers, pushing his glasses up, his white hair messy and a black hoodie pulled over a pair of grey sweats.

(Authors note: yes I know what I’m doing😈)

“Oh! Yeah of course thank you.” You reply abruptly, whys he acting so different is this all an act? What’s he up too? And why are your eyes wandering…

No. Project.

He hands you the warm cup of tea, the almost done project on the bar next to you both.

“So what do you think is the problem with it?” You ask him, sipping from your tea looking up at him through your lashes- ugh he’s so awkward he might not get the hint.

And he hopes you don’t notice the growing bulge in his pants.

“I-um I was thinking it was this copper wire here…” he trails on and on blabbing about this and that and all your pretty little self is thinking about all the different positions he could put you in.

“Yea I think it’s that let’s fix it.” You hand wanders to the frayed wire, carefully picking it up and cutting it, loose ends are no good; adjusting the board and the metallic battery next to it and…!

The battery over heats on you again. It overheated again, burnt itself out and your fingers in the process.

“Shit!” You yank your hand away from it quickly, “dammnit I put the battery on backwards.” You curse yourself internally for not noticing, but he’s already up and going to the bathroom, soaking a cold washcloth for you, grabbing some ibuprofen and a bandaid for your fingers.

“Sator-“ you’re cut off when he comes walking back in with the supplies, your eyebrows shooting up in surprise.

“Must’ve hurt, this should help.” He takes your left hand, wrapping your two fingers in with the cold washcloth, handing you the medicine in tandem with his soothing voice, “here I heard you should cover it with a bandaid so it doesn’t get infected.” He mumbles something else incoherently and your standing there damn near shell-shocked; when was the last time a man has gotten up to do something for you so quickly without you even noticing?

“Thank you satoru, you’re so sweet.” You smile at him, he lets go of your hand, his touch leaving a permanent mark on your fingers, not burning but, a reminder.

He returns the warm smile in return nodding at you, “of course, it’s the least I can do.”

The night carries on, you guys take a break from the stupid project, deciding to add the finishing touches next class, the two cups of tea in the sink, bandaid now discarded and your fingers now not numb, and the tv on and you two lounging on the sofa laughing at the tv on in the background- of course he let you choose the movie, you’re so cute he can’t say no.

You both eventually get quiet, the intimacy of the moment getting to your heads, (finally😛) his hand sneaks up your waist, pulling you closer in with your nails toying with the waistband of his sweats, teasing and tugging them down slowly.

“You- satoru I don’t know if we-“ he shuts you up, his lips crashing into yours in a hot desperate kiss, you can feel the emotion and desperation behind it, his actions immediately going straight to your dirty little mind, returning the kiss just as hungrily, shirts being thrown on the floor, revealing his surprisingly strong physique, something you never expected from all those damn baggy clothes he wears.

Your hips start grinding against his erection, your pussy absolutely soaking wet, begging to just be fucked already.

“Satoru please I- hah need you so bad.” You whine, clinging onto him with his fingers hastily dragging your shorts off of you.

“Cmon girl fuuuck makin this s’hard for me.” His face is flushed, eyes low compared to your Bambi eyes begging for him to do whatever he wants. Not what you expected from him but it’s not doing anything to turn you off, the wetter the better😉.

He makes quick work of the rest of his clothes, his pants and boxers now on the floor, his erection springing free, looking almost painful at this point with pre cum leaking out of his fat mushroom tip.

“Toru- I don’t know if it’ll fit.” You coo teasingly, you know that tall skinny guys supposedly have a big dick but you didn’t believe it until now- when it’s literally in your hands, stroking and teasing his cock with your pretty nails.

His breathing is fast and shallow, his hips stuttering up into your hand with his hand covering his mouth in an effort to muffle his needy moans from echoing through the high dorm ceilings.

“Wanna cum Toru?” You tease him, leaning down to lick and tease the head of his cock with your mean tongue, swirling it around his tips with your hand working the base of his cock, slick, wet noises filling the room mixed with his barely muffled moans and you little giggles escaping from your lips.

“F-fuck oh my god girl just- oh fuckfuckfuck I’m gonna cum”

His eyes roll back and his mouth forming an O shape when he finally cums all over your tongue, sticking it out for him to see his own release before swallowing it and showing him your lewd expression, tongue lolling out looking up at him innocently makes his dick twitch, still painfully hard.

“Fuck girl makin this hard f’me hah?” He pants out gripping your hips meanly and flipping you onto the couch ass up with your head buried in the pillow, tearing off your skimpy panties to reveal your soaking wet pussy, slipping a finger down your soaked core, your arousal coating his fingers and connecting a wet string from the tips of his fingers to your sensitive clit.

“Toru please f-fuck.” Your hips move desperately backwards towards him, but his strong arms hold you in place, not letting you move. His glasses fogged up tossing them to the side for now.

“Cmon baby y’know we gotta take it easy right?” He coos in your ear, his left hand pushing down the middle of your back deepening your arch for him, putting a pillow beneath you to support you.

“W-what nonono please!” You whine out, eyes teary from waiting and his fingers lazily toying with your clit, where the hell did this attitude come from he’s such a shy beard outside of this what posssed hi-

Your thought are cut off when you feel him slowly push into you, a gasp escaping your lips you knew he was big but fuck- the stretch.

So good, making your nails dig into the soft fabric of the pillows beside you, right before he slams the rest of his cock into you a wet slap echoing through the room, in turn the sudden movement knocking the wind out of you and making your eyes roll back- he hit that spot so fucking perfectly, the curve of his dick is like it was made just for you.

His pace gradually picks up, hitting that sweet spot over and over making your high pitched moans definitely within earshot range of anybody walking down the dorm hallways.

“Ya like that? She so loud f’me huh, that how bad you wanted me baby?”

His words flow from his lips low and smoothly, your fucked out dazed expression a stark contrast to the moans of your name behind you as he fucks into you desperately, feeling the coil low in your belly about the snap you reach behind him tapping him and moaning out his name in ecstasy begging for him to slow down.

This only spurs him on more, his cock twitches only growing harder while he’s inside you, fuck you feel so good to him, so perfect.

“Oh you’re not done yet right? Weak right around… here?” He slows down his pace teasingly then immediately rams into you making you almost scream out in overstimulation, only fucking into you deeper and harder.

It’s not long before the overwhelming sensation clouding your mind making your mind go blank, clear white fluid soaking the sofa beneath you.

He’s still going?

His breathing becomes uneven “holyyy fuck girl gonna make me hah- cum”

He cums quick and hard, filling you up to the brim, his seed spilling out of your core , halting his pace and fucking it right back up into you, holding your poor body up for support; he hasn’t even taken your bra off yet.

The tight ropes of the Shibari tied around your wrists dig almost uncomfortably into your skin- although lord Sukuna would never allow his beautiful queen nothing but the finest material for the ropes now would he?

The silky fabric of your slip dress is a stark contrast to the precarious position you’re in, with your legs and wrists tied together suspended in thin air, keeping you up and looking around the room.

Well- a better way to put it trying to look around the room, kinda hard to keep any focus with the pink haired man currently overstimulating you with his tongue(s).

“Hah f-fuuuck s’too much kuna!” Desperate please and cries for him to slow down spill past your lips, all but being acknowledged. Mocking your little pants and whimpers by teasing you with his mean mouth.

“Cmon little mouse I thought you wanted this?” He says right before delving nose deep back into your soaked core, his tongue flicking up and down your now-overly sensitive clit, his fingers finding a steadfast pace inside your cunt. Teasing you over and over, making your cum once but keeping you on the edge- just how he likes it.

Loves it when you whine and moan his name, legs shaking around his face, your shaky thighs nearly crushing him, but he had another set of arms for that more than welcome problem of his.

Two of his arms reach up to meet your soft plush thighs, spreading them apart further than they already were- “trynna kill me with those thighs of yours heh? Gonna try harder than that baby.”

The stimulation proves too much for your body to handle, eventually begging him to let you cum again.

“Please kuna please-!” Chest rising and falling with each shallow breath, your pussy clenching around his fingers, making a shit eating grin spread across his lips.

“Huh? What’s that baby your close hm?”

“Y-yes please let me cum! Kuna’ please I need to so bad!” Your words are slurred with desperation and need, begging for a release.

His arms tighten around your thighs, holding you in place while he eats you out, his cocks rock hard from your sweet little lips, begging and moaning and just feeling you around his fingers drives him mad.

He gives you what you want, his fingers curling inside you hitting your g spot eliciting a high pitched moan from you, “y’like that messy girl? Cmon use your words.”

Not even a words slips past your lips when you open them to beg for a release again when you feel him smirk against your throbbing clit, moving his fingers in tandem with his mean tongue flicking it around your sensitive bud, sucking and spitting on the sensitive bundle of nerves; at this point it’s not much before you cum alllll over his fingers your juices spilling down his lips down onto his neck, admiring your fucked out expression.

He can feel his cocks are already painfully hard, pre cum dribbling from the pretty bulbous slit on the top of his pretty tip, how will your poor pussy even handle him?!

(He’ll make it fit don’t worry 😉)

He lets you come down from your high, whispering sweet nothings in your ears whilst tightening your restraints, cooing and praising you on how good you did.

Not long before he’s untying his own pants letting them fall to the floor before fisting his cock, his pretty tip covered in pre cum all ready for just you. He holds your thighs in place, slowly pushing one of his cocks in, letting you adjust to the sheer size of him.

“Biiiiig stretch, yer doin’ so good for me baby jus like that.” Low pants and half lidded eyes are the give away that he’s almost pussy drunk just halfway in, your slippery, warm walls coating his dick in a sheen of slick.

His pace gradually picks up, filling you up to the brim, with two of his arms holding you in place, fucking you back onto his cock making high pitched whines and moans come from your pretty lips.

“Didn’t know she was so excited to see me hm?” He teases you, sitting that spot deep inside you making your eyes roll back, the curve of his dick hitting your g spot perfectly, measured with his hard thrusts it makes it easy for you to become undone beneath him.

“Yeah baby, j-just like that ohhh fuuuck.” He moans in your ear, using one of his arms to pull your hair back, keeping you in place. low moans and pants come from the strong man above you, his praise causing your pussy to spasm all over his cock, “y’like that little mouse? Such a dirty girl.”

Your moans and pleas spur him on even more, quickening his thrusts with the room filled with the sound of your soaked pussy cumming again and again all over him and his hips meeting yours over and over again in a mean fashion.

“Good girl, so reactive and needy jus’ how I like it.” His thrusts punctuate each word, tears streaking down your cheeks with the overwhelming pleasure.

“Kuna! F-fuck ohmygod I’m s’close!” You cry out, feeling close to him pushing you over the edge again

He fucks you rough and mean, his thrusts becoming sloppy and desperate, knowing he’s close too, but he’ll make you cum, ladies first isn’t it?

“Hah- such a good girl givin’ me exactly what I want hm? Fuckin you like I hate ya huh?”

“P-please feels s’fuckin good” you mewl, eyes rolling back and mouth falling open in an O shape, squirting all over his dick, soaking his sculpted abdomen, and surprising you at the same time.

“Ah found it.” He smirks down at you, you can’t see him but you can just feel the shit eating smirk on his face.

He fucks you at an inhuman pace, your sloppy cunt sucking him in juuuuust right, so perfect for him. It’s not long after he follows suit, buried to the hilt in your snug cunt, letting his release coat your insides and his seed spill out of you.