FEELIN’ SENSUAL.

toji fushiguro is a tits fucker. tongue, cock, hands —whatever’s closest, he’ll use it to fuck your tits the way they deserve.

“shit.. look at that,” he groans, dragging his cock between the soft swell of your breasts, his grip firm as he presses them together. “made for this, huh?”

his thumb brushes over your slicked nipple before he leans down, licking it with a lazy smirk. “bet you love this just as much as i do,” he chuckles, rolling his hips. “getting all messy for me— fuck.. you’re perfect.”

it also works with BLACK BEETLE [y.j], NOLAN GRAYSON [invincible], JIRAIYA, madara u. [naruto], SUKUNA [jjk], LEON S. KENNEDY [r.e], TENGEN, DOUMA [kny], and you can add whoever you want think fits.

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and he tells you “girl, you’re the best,” but you already know what you are.

oh, gojo knew damn well who you were —sending him to the stars every time you rode him. he loved the way you bounced on him, your cunt taking his cock perfectly, making your skin clap in unholy, sloppy sounds. his voice was wrecked, deep and breathless, laced with pure adoration as he murmured, “fuck.. just like that, sweetheart. just like that. you feel so fucking good around me. so tight, so warm.. fuck! made for me, yeah? made to take my cock, to fuck me stupid like this? god, you’re perfect. my perfect fucking girl. my good girl.”

his hands squeezed your waist, his fingertips pressing into your skin like he was scared you’d disappear. his breath stuttered, “shit.. babe, you’re unreal. too good— too fucking good for me. fuck.. how am i supposed to think when you feel like this?” gojo’s head tilted back, exposing his throat, as if surrendering to the way you took him apart. “fuck.. i‘m all yours. you know that, right? nobody else. just you.”

but there was one thing he loved even more —drooling under your juices every time he happily ate you out. his tongue pressed and twisted lovingly around your clit, while your legs kept him trapped between them. his thumbs traced slow, teasing circles on the soft skin of your inner thighs. “taste so fucking sweet.. so fucking perfect. i can’t get enough of you, babe. could spend my whole life right here. you’d let me, wouldn’t you?”

his voice was thick with desperation as he pressed a kiss to your inner thigh, his lips slick with you. “god.. babe, i love you. love every fucking inch of you. my pretty girl. my perfect girl.” gojo moaned as he licked into you again, eyes fluttering shut like he was savoring the taste of something divine. “say it.. say you’re mine.”

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santa claus!character who was basically just some dilf going from house to house, rewarding good girls and punishing the bad ones —like you.

“look at you, such a mess already.” he groans, his hand stopping mid-stroke on his hard cock to slap it against your wet, needy, and begging cunt. “you really thought i wouldn’t notice, huh? naughty girls like you don’t get presents, they get punished.” he whispers as he leans toward you, teasing your entrance with the tip of his thick cock. santa claus!character had you a mess.

how many times had he made you cum? you lost count. how full of his cum was your pussy? it was literally spilling out of you, your lips throbbing and pulsing like a heartbeat. did you learn your lesson? of course not. how could anyone learn anything with santa claus!character fucking them raw?

how could anyone learn anything when they had santa claus!character bending them over the stove, spreading their cheeks as his tongue lovingly kissed their clit?

santa claus!character who knew exactly how to turn you into a moaning mess —his hands fitting perfectly around your hips as his cock gently rubbed between your pressed thighs. he knew how to make that night unforgettable —well, it shouldn’t be since you were being punished.

santa claus!character who just knew you’d never learn how to be a good girl and would always find a way to fuck you dumb. “so desperate for it, aren’t you? if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you’ve been waiting all year for this.”

TOJI [jjk], NOLAN GRAYSON [invincible], JIRAIYA [naruto], muzan [kny], leon s. kennedy [r.e], UVOGIN [hxh], kenny a. [aot], BLACK BEETLE [y.j], and you can add whoever you want think fits.

serial hand-kisser!nanami who just couldn’t stop kissing your hands. he’ll take any opportunity to kiss your hands, your fingers, your jewelry, your nails —proving to you every fucking time how much love he’ll always have for you. he’ll never stop kissing them, dying would be the same.

serial hand-kisser!nanami who holds your hands every chance he gets. you go out for a walk? no problem, give him your hand. you need help grabbing groceries? pas de soucis, nanami will find a way to hold both your hand and the groceries. you need to take the biggest shit you’ve ever had? he’ll sit that one out. nanami will always hold your hands afterward (and after a good wash), drawing random shapes on the palms of your hands as they gently rest on him.

serial hand-kisser!nanami who’ll do anything to have your hands playing with his hair, his cheeks, his clothes. he’ll do anything for your hands to never stop taking care of him, thanking them with lovely butterfly kisses.

that’s who kento nanami was. the serial hand-kisser, lover, enthusiast.

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“Hmm..” His eyes dart over every part of your body. His gaze is sharp, scrutinizing you, and you can feel just how much he’s judging —wondering how many men have paid for your services before, what your body is capable of, how much it can handle. They couldn’t be blamed, you were atrociously hot.

The way you wear the women’s blazer from his company, your glasses sitting perfectly on your nose, and your hairstyle complementing your entire fit —it’s a miracle you reached his office without being stopped by other employees. “You look prettier on the website,” he lied. Could you blame him? He paid for you expecting a mid-tier escort who didn’t take care of herself, and yet, here you were —clean, pretty, and smelling divine.

His eyes never leave you, locked onto yours with an intensity that makes you feel naked. You’re sure he’s already undressed you in his mind. Your body feels light, almost dizzy, and you haven’t even started the foreplay yet. It feels like meeting a long-lost lover —it feels like you’re about to make love.

Anticipation. Excitement. He can read it all in your eyes. A slow grin crawls onto his lips as he loosens his tie, pulling out a bottle of rum and a glass from his desk. Your breath hitches, your heartbeat races. When is he going to fuck you?

Your throat feels tight as you swallow. “What are you waiting for?” he snaps, breaking the silence, the only sound being the liquid spilling into his glass. “I didn’t pay for me to do all the work.” His voice is low, a shiver runs down your spine, teasing your lower belly. He sinks back into his office chair, taking a sip of his drink as you finally start to move.

He wanted to do it at work —probably some kind of god complex. But who were you to judge? You were only here to suck his soul out through his cock and get paid for it. You weren’t here to learn how he built his empire or why a man as hot as him chose to be a CEO instead of a sex worker.

Your fingers trail over your skin like you’re made of porcelain. You know how much that drives your clients crazy. They hate seeing you act delicate when they know you want rough sex. Your eyes meet his as you stand half-naked before him.

Impatience. Frustration. His cock is rock hard, and your teasing isn’t helping. “Go on. Take off the underwear too,” he orders, his voice strained as he adjusts himself in his seat. His glass is half-empty. You smirk, approaching his desk like a feline.

“I think.. you’d better do it yourself, sir,” your voice lingers, settling onto his lap, your arms naturally resting on his broad shoulders. You can feel his cock twitch against your clothed cunt. “Or should I..” One of your hands slips off his shoulder, gliding down his abs beneath his shirt before brushing against his cock through his jeans. “Take care of this first?” You whisper against his face, watching how his expression contorts when you press your body against his. “Your choice, sir. Tell me, and I’ll do it.” You speak lower, your lips trailing kisses under his collarbone.

“Do it, then,” he groans, his eyes shutting tightly as he instinctively pushes his hips forward.

Was it because he was a virgin that he felt everything a hundred thousand times more? No, it couldn’t be that. But it also couldn’t possibly be that you were just that good at what you did. No, he wouldn’t admit that.

“Make me cum, and you’ll get a good tip,” he almost moans as you grab his belt, pressing your hips against his.

“Ah, you’ll regret saying that,” you tease before kissing him. A kiss that feels like anything but one —it’s pure passion, hunger, lust.

You slide off his lap, kneeling before him, already eager for his cock. Why would a man blessed with a cock that big even need to pay for an escort? He could have had anyone he wanted. What a waste..

How would his dick feel inside you? Would it completely fill you up? Would he make you cum?

Sadly, there was only one way to find out.

His fingers thread through your hair, gently stroking as he waits impatiently for you to take him into your mouth. Tongue out, you lap at the tip before taking him in, deep into your throat.

He hates the way you look at him.

He hates that your eyes tell him you know exactly how good you are at this.

He hates that within seconds, you’ve already turned him into a groaning mess.

How can you make those unholy, shameless sounds spill from his mouth?

He hates the addictive way your tongue twirls around the tip before you swallow his cock down, letting his head nudge the back of your throat. His grip on your hair tightens, guiding your head into faster thrusts. His head tilts back, eyes shut, only gasps and groans leaving his lips.

“Fuck, yes!” he growls, pushing your head down until your mouth takes in his balls too.

His hand forces you deeper, slower, his groans growing louder.

“G-god! A little more! I’m c-close—fuck! I’m gonna cum!” he moans, his thrusts becoming shorter, sharper. “Ugh! Fuck!” he cries out as you feel his thick, hot cum coat your throat. “Fuck.. alright..” he whispers, catching his breath, slumping back into his chair while you keep your eyes on him. “God, hmm.. that was fucking heaven..”

But you weren’t done.

TOJI, nanami [JJK], KAI CHISAKI [BNHA], AOMINE [KNB], KUROO [HQ] and you can add whoever you want think fits.

“won’t you come and kiss my troubles away?” then he malfunctioned like a robot that had water spilled on it. why did you have to say something that made his heart beat so fast it stopped? just a few words had turned him into a complete mess —cheesy, blushing, utterly overwhelmed.

believing you loved him was one thing, but your boldness took him to another planet, leaving him no time to process your love. he literally forgot everything —about life and himself. you had a crazy way of telling him that when he kissed you, everything was fine.

IZUKU, denki, shoto, shinso [bnha], ZENITSU, giyuu, genya [kny], HINATA, YAMAGUCHI, TANAKA, iwaizumi, kyotani, GOSHIKI, yamamoto, bokuto [hq], NARUTO, sasuke, minato, LEE [naruto], ISAGI, ness, BARO, SENDO [bllk], YUTA, inumaki, haibara, IJICHI [jjk], and you can add whoever you want think fits.

in which you ask them what’s the wildest thing they’ve done.

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆. oikawa tooru, nishinoya yuu, azumane asahi, tsukishima kei & ushijima wakatoshi

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆. timeskip!characters, ooc possible [i’m not caught up with the manga], crack, swearing

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄. characters may be added to the smau list as i’m rewatching haikyuu for the second time (only!) / [A/S] STANDS FOR ANNOYING / SURNAME

KAISER WAS A PATHETIC MAN.

some things are just meant to be. he hated you. he hated the way you stood up for yourself. he hated the way your voice sounded, even as it blessed his ears. (something in your voice was so warm, so comforting —he hated that feeling of being in a safe home when he had never known what a healthy family looked like.)

he hated the way people always appreciated you, always saying the nicest things when he knew you weren’t perfect. he hated the way you always watched his team’s training. he hated when you ran onto the field to hug your boyfriend —alexis ness— telling him how good he was. he hated the way you praised ness when he was a hundred million times better than that little guy.

kaiser loathed the way your voice turned so high-pitched and kind when you talked to ness, while he got the same tone as everyone else. wasn’t he worth a little kindness? wasn’t he worthy of your friendship? of course not. how could kaiser ever befriend someone like you? someone he hated and yet, still fell in love with.

he could never be friends with someone who went around telling everyone how well ness played. it wasn’t about ness. it was about you and him. why didn’t you praise him for how good of a listener he was? he never saw you talk that much with ness —didn’t that count for something? he was pretty sure the fact that you always confided in him meant something.

it was kaiser’s fault. he wasn’t able to love you the way you deserved.

“she doesn’t want me.” he always scoffed, repeating it to himself whenever he saw you in the stands, screaming ness’s name.

so what was the point of letting you into his life? what was the point of you reading his mind like an open book? what was the point of you knowing so much about him, when even ness —who had known him longer— didn’t acknowledge that much about kaiser?

you helped kaiser be himself. that’s why he fell in love. because you never —not once— told him how much of a dick he was for mistreating your boyfriend on the football field. he fell because you always seemed to rise above your arguments, always understanding the way he felt, the way he thought, the way he acted. you were the person he needed, the person he wanted, the person who could stay by his side as he heals from his past.

so why were you with someone else?

kaiser hated you before he even loved you. that’s why.

he fucked everything up.

he could never worship you the way ness did. he knew how much you loved each other —you didn’t want him.

kaiser couldn’t even put into words how much of a good presence you were in his life. he didn’t deserve you.

his destiny was to watch you be happily in love with his friend.

that’s what he deserved.

“she loves me a lot, even though i’m a sucker.”

you loved him like he was your everything —because he actually was. it was embarrassing how much love you had to give, but you couldn’t help loving him. you loved everything about him —his voice, the way he snoozed, the way his eyes looked when he was bored, the way he sat when he was hungry. everything.

he was reckless, clueless about how to voice his feelings for you. he had no idea how to act, how to show you how good he felt beside you. in the end, all he did was take a step back every time you took one forward. he was immature.

he didn’t know what to do with your love, except brag to everyone who would listen about how much you adored him. he was proud of it. proud to be loved by someone as good as you. and yet, he felt pathetic for not being able to return that love the way you deserved.

still, he smiled like nothing could get to him. still, he smiled like he wasn’t dying inside, unable to tell you how grateful he was to have you in his life. he hated himself. he hated how he was raised. he hated the version of love he had learned.

“she loves me a lot. she’ll always love me. she’s good at loving people.” he reminded himself of that every time he feared losing you. every time you told him how hurt you were by his inability to return your feelings, he reassured himself by repeating it —your love was greater than his cowardice.

if he were you, he would have stopped loving him a long time ago. what a waste of time.

thankfully, you weren’t him.

NAGI [bllk], YUUJI, CHOSO [jjk], KAGAMI, midorima, KISE [knb], SASUKE, shino [naruto], GIYUU, sanemi, genya [kny], SHOTO, KIRISHIMA, shigaraki, TOUYA [bnha], KAGEYAMA, TSUKISHIMA, kyotani, eita [hq], RIN [free!], and you can add whoever you want think fits.