THALIA

toji

you guys were returning home from a date though you definitely could sense some jealously from your boyfriend given he kept glaring at the waiter who was making subtle remarks towards you, and by the end of the night, obviously flirting. you could barely get through the door when toji tosses you onto his shoulders, bringing you upstairs.

next thing you know, he’s got a hand between your legs and roughly kissing you, your lips, cheeks, neck, chest. promising to mark you up tonight so other guys can get the hint.

“t-toji, please” you whimper, his hand that ever so often has been brushing against your soaked cunt. his main focus has been leaving as many obvious hickies on your neck as possible but all the while the presence of his hand between your legs has made you hot.

by now you were pressing your cunt into his hand and he finally realizes your begs. “aren’t you needy, hmm?” but you can’t even answer his question and only nod. he wants to tease you some more, make you tell him this pussy is his, but with how soaked you are he didn’t want to torture his little princess any longer. his fingers slipping behind the cloth of your panty and gently entering before the rough thrusts began.

nanami

it was just suppose to be a quick morning kiss, but next thing you know he’s holding you from behind, with your ass right on his groin and of course you can’t help but feel a poke there.

bodies are twisting and soon there are messy kisses, whimpering, moans, and your hand is slipped into his pants. you just love the feel of his cock slipping between your fingers, and how he can only bury his head into your neck as he tries to reach his end.

“god, [name]” he whimpers into your neck, the soft sound of his cock slipping in and out of your grip. he tries to return some of sort of favor, softly kissing your neck but he looses all focus, when your thumb gently presses at the slit. he’s soaked in precum and tip of the ears pink.

“k-kento” you softly respond, and you can feel his cock shake in your grip. it doesn’t take much longer until his comes. he’s quick to push your legs up, exposing your soaked pussy and quick to return the pleasuring favor with his tongue.

toji

the second he sees you enter the kitchen with nothing but panties (which was not uncommon) with his names on the back of it in velvet lettering, he immediately pounces on you. he teases you for a while, gently rubbing his fingers at the cloth knowing it’s what will get you started.

“dirty girl” he’ll call you, biting your ear lobe, and push the panties to the side to tease your soaked entrance. he would be so cocky talking about how your cunt was his and will only be his, as you whimper into his shoulder grinding yourself onto his fingers.

“a-ahh, toji” you whimpered his fingers thrusting deep inside of you. you keep pressing your body into his hand, his fingers stretching you open and despite the immense pleasure you crave for his cock. “p-please…”

“two isn’t enough for you princess?” he asks, before slipping a third finger unexpectedly and you jolt at the presence. you begin moaning incoherent words and he makes your neck with his teeth and tongue. it was going to be a very long morning for the two of you.

sukuna

at first there is no initial reaction and you feel as though you embarrassed yourself until it takes two minutes to get you from the first floor and up into the second floor into the bedroom you two share, with you on all fours; panties pushed to the side so that he can still see his name on the cloth, while his hands are glued to your waist and pounding deep into you.

your face is deep into a pillow, breasts hard and needy, and you are gripping tight onto the sheets as the pleasure is all so intense you can’t even think straight. moaning was out of question for you were screaming his name, and the sounds of his balls smacking against your clit.

“whose pussy is this?” you can hear him growl from behind you and your let out a pleasuring scream.

“yours, yours, yours!” you moan, and another moan falls loose as he slightly adjusts you so that his cock hits deeper and deeper. his nails are digging into your waist, the way his cock is hitting every spot and beyond, you swear all you can see is galaxies now. your pussy has never felt such grand pleasure and you tell yourself nothing will ever compete to this.

choso

your boyfriend almost looses it when he sees that you sit on his lap, in nothing but red panty that reads his name in gold. his face turns into a red shade as his hands shaking, grab at your waist. at first the two you grind into one another but that doesn’t compete ro the direction and satisfaction either of you will have when he is in you.

the panty rests on one of the chair and you are now bouncing on your boyfriends cock. your breasts are flying in every direction and he watches with such romance, nibbling softly at your neck as you yelp his name.

“fuck choso” you whimper and he moans in response as you continue to ride his dick. the way every inch of him satisfies you makes you want to lose your mind and stay doing this forever.

by how many times the two of you fuck you feel as though your pussy grew accustomed to him and only him. anytime you got tired he would take control and slam himself deep inside of you until you were ready for control again and god the gesture alone would make you squirt.

“You started it” you argued, but she positions herself just enough, so that her thigh presses against your clit and makes you whimper. She doesn’t deny nor acknowledge your argument, but just watches you grind yourself against her pants, kissing her sloppily and moaning into her mouth as you do.

The cute thing about you is that you struggle to multitask, growing all too focused on grinding yourself against her, that you break away kisses to whimper and moan. So while your head is pulled back, it gives her perfect time gently slide a hand under your shirt, which will only make you yelp, at the feel of her cold hands.

Next thing you know your shirt will have fallen onto the ground, and she’s kissing at your breasts, to make up for the lost of kisses from your lips. Sucking at your nipples, leaving small marks on your chest. She adores every last bit of it.

She’s sucking hard at your breasts now, and you’re practically melting in her arms. Your nails running in her hair, and you feel yourself getting close. Another whimper leaves your throat and she can tell you’re almost there. She can’t help but lower her hand down to your ass and gently spank you there for encouragement.

“Oh fuck!” Are the last words to leave your lips before you find yourself squirting all over her thigh. Your head resting onto her shoulder, gasping for air.

“Seems you had fun” you hear her whisper, as she begins to rise, picking you up with her. You whisper back almost an inaudible “fuck you” and she contemplates on making a joke based off that but decides to remain quiet for once. “Let’s get you cleaned.”

“Greedy girl,” you hear her mumble against your inner thigh before two slick fingers slide inside of you, her tongue returning back to your clit. The combo was overstimulating, almost making your legs shut entirely, but your girlfriend was strong enough to keep them open.

Another way that Ellie adores eating you out, is when you are sitting on her face. Your hands on the headboard, her hands on your ass you ride her face until dawn. Her nose resting against your clit while her tongue devours your insides.

You were always worried about crushing her with your weight but she promises she can handle it, and forces your weight on her with her hands. There is no better way to have you other than you sitting on her face.

“F-Fuck…” you whimper, the bed shaking and your nails digging into the headboard. You squeak every so often when a sharp sting lands on your ass, every time you try to lessen your weight on your girlfriend’s face.

Her tongue is deep inside of you, thrusting in and out and making you scream her name, your legs shaking. “Fuck.. so sweet,” you hear her breathe against your clit before she returns to eating you out. Her pace is phenomenal, and you are left melting, your nipples hard and your legs ready to give out.

“I-I’m gonna cum!” You whimper trying to lift from her face, but her hands on your ass keeps you down. Ellie wasn’t going to work this hard and not enjoy your sweet taste. It isn’t long until you finish, squirting into her mouth, and all she can do is swallow every single drop.

toji

the one lingerie sit that toji obviously adores on you, is not the one he bought(stole) for you but rather the black one that shows both cleavage and a side boob, with an open crotch thong. the reason so much is because he loves the thought of your breasts being a tease while having your pussy in his mouth.

he’s keeping your legs open, as you press your clit against his mouth, body shaking in pleasure. hands on the headboard and your moaning his name and other incoherent words. he adores the scenery of it all. but he loves it more when press your body harshly against his face to get closer.

“ah, fuck.” you whimper, your nails are digging into the headboard and, your pussy is shaking in pleasure. his hands once on your thighs now move to your ass, and the feeling of you riding his face turns makes his cock ache bad.

nanami

he almost loses his mind when he sees you wearing the pastel blue set he bought you. the way your breasts are perfectly held by the bra, and the thong that makes your thighs look all so appetizing. he doesn’t care for how bad his day was now that you were here, waiting for him. you won’t have to wait any longer he tells himself.

he’s got you spread in front of him, the bra remaining, and his cock that teases at your entrance. he kisses your temple when you plead for his cock, and finally he gives in which is an enticing moment for the both of you. the warmth your pussy provides for him that he would kill for.

you’re both a moaning mess, your hands wrapped around his neck, digging into his blond strands as you take every inch of him in. your heels digging into his back and he marks up your neck every time your head is thrown back in pleasure.

you don’t have to turn your head to know that his face was turning to a soft pink, and he was fighting the urge to not gently place his hands on your waist. Choso is left defeated not knowing exactly what to say to your random gesture, so all he does is truly lay back and let you find comfort in his lap and chest.

it’s adorable when you fall asleep after a little while of chatting, for he gently rubs your back and plays with the strands of your hair as you sleep softly against him. he mumbles how cute you are, before eventually drifting off into a sleep of his own.

nanami

it’s grown a regular routine for you to sit in your husband’s lap usually when he is eating the food you have made for him after a long day of work. he never makes any advances, or at the very least tries not to, for he doesn’t want to ruin the intimate moment with devious urges. despite how much he wants to take you over the kitchen counter. but it seems tonight you seem to want him to.

you’re wearing a short apron with not much underneath other than a cute pink pair of panties with a bow, and of course Nanami notices your advances, given that you aren’t much of a chatterbox as always and rather tend to rub yourself against him on his crotch. and while the steak you have cooked and seared for the night was delicious, he was much more interested in devouring something else.

but what was dessert without finishing dinner ?

he does his best to not react to your advances as an attempt to at least finish the meal you have prepared, but you’re really dedicated to get what you want, straddling him and gently pressing your hands against his chest. and with a simple gesture of loosening his tie, he is quick to have you laid upon the dining table, apron pushed up, panties pulled down.

you tried to play it off by reminding Kento of his food, but that could always wait for later. “I’m sorry my love, I don’t have much patience and it seems neither do you.” he presses a kiss to your temple before his lips drag themselves from your cheek, to your neck, to your waist, and to your clit.

though nanami promises to finish his food later, he never does, for you became his priority for the rest of the night.

maki

your favorite thing to do with your girlfriend was surprise her out of the blue, especially by randomly scaring her with a hug, gently biting her cheek, sometimes smacking her ass and playing a game of tag, or plopping yourself in her lap. which is what you decided to do today. she had just finished washing her hair and was taking a moment to relax on the bed when you decide to plop onto her lap. her initial reaction was to scold you and tell you, you should be studying, but she decides to take advantage of your impulsive gesture.

“oh MY god, stop !!” you scream, tears forming at the corners of your eyes, laughter falling from your lips as she tickled your waist and stomach. your kicking your feet, but it doesn’t keep her from tickling you, as your throwing your head back and attempt to push away her hands.

she can only giggle along, satisfied with how ticklish you were. “this is why you should be studying,” she playfully scolds and you can’t help but laugh even harder. at this point she would be knocking the breath out of you. “this is what you get!”

after so long she finally frees you of her mercy and you hop of the bed to go study as she mentioned. she smacks your ass as you leave the room, “and make sure to practice your domain.”

you only stick your tongue out as you leave, earning another chuckle from your sweet girl.

geto

he had asked you to help him dry his hair, given its length. and usually you’d stand behind him as he sat down and rambled about his villainous activities, but today you decided to try a new angle and decide to sit in his lap and dry his hair. the gesture surprises him, but he adores it, keeping a hand on your waist as you dried his hair.

“oh!” he mumbles softly, as he watches you straddle his lap. you’re body is facing his and it’s very close eye contact as you begin to dry his hair with a towel. at first he is looking you up and down as you begin to dry the damp strands. “you’ll be able to get the lower ends of my hair?”

you giggle. “I’ll be able to, don’t worry! continue you on about your day.”

he’s a bit reluctant, for he hated having his hair wet, but he loved having you on his lap like this so he continued on with his rambling, thought he could barely focus again. you were wearing a black tank top and fuzzy shorts, so the sight did his lead his mind to wander. but nonetheless he needed his hair dry so he kept his urges to himself.

nobara

you both take turns sitting in each others lap but you tend to do it the most. and every time you do, it’s always a soft intimate moment you share with your fiancé for she adores combing through your curls. her favorite thing to do as you sit in her lap is either braid or try new styles with your hair since it’s much longer and more different than hers.

“ow!” you whine, squinting your eyes as your girlfriend brushes through your hair. “be careful!”

she whispers a sorry and kisses your cheek. you grow more relaxed in her lap and she continues brushing your hair to a perfect slicked back bun, keeping a couple of curls to bounce out in the front.

“how do you like it, [ your name ] ?” nobara asks, holding a mirror up for you. she has given you a side part, slicked back with two curls on each side of your ears and a beautiful curly bun in the back. you’re so quick to turn back and give him a big kiss and thank her for her work, which she softly blushes for in her ears.

toji

He’s initially pissed when you sit on his lap, rather than taking a seat on his couch (a couch he thrifted for $3 and a wing) but when your rub his ass on his crotch, all that anger immediately rushes to pleasure, hands strapping to your waist. Suddenly his pants have been pushed down, your panties ripped (per usual).

“fuck,” you whimpered, your hands on his thighs, as you bounced on his cock. his eyes constantly going up, and down, up and down. it was a shame you weren’t facing him because he would have adored, seeing your titties bounce in his face to. but the two of you had time after this, so he wasn’t all that concerned. “making me do all the work?”

toji leans back and laughs at your question. “making you work too hard princess?” you aren’t given much time to answer because he wraps his hands around your waist and by keeping you still he begins to thrust deep inside of you, watching you hiccup and whimper in pleasure. his name leaving your mouth all too many times.

at some point you couldn’t even moan words, everything falling from your lips was incoherent and before you knew it you were screaming in pleasure as his seed pumped deep inside of you. your legs shaking and your chest going up and down.

“fucking shit, toji.” you whimpered and he only chuckles, signaling to you that this would only be the beginning.

gojo

in all honesty he’s been waiting patiently until you would hop onto his lap. because it gives him the advantage to tease you and crawl his hands under your shirt with his cold hands. but of course his teasing is never just an innocent tease.

“gojo!” you squeak. you had decided to plop into your boyfriend’s lap unexpectedly, and he then decided to unexpectedly slip his hands under your shirt with his icy cold hands. he can only throw his head back and laugh. “your hands are cold!”

“I heard being cold makes sex all the more exciting” he lies through his teeth, and you can only turn your head with a glare. he lies but somewhere in his heart he does believe that’s true. the type of boyfriend you have is the type to click on exaggerated ads and then wonder why his computer been hacked again.

his thumbs gently flick over your nipples in surprise and you can’t help but moan this time at the feeling. there’s a devious snicker that escapes his throat and you glare again. “see I told you that was true!”

“I’ll be quick,” you promised, in an attempt to move from the bed but his grip on your waist tightened and all you could do was squeak. He removes his face from your chest for a second, to adore your face before he slips one of his hands away from your waist, and gently cups one of your breasts. It’s a moan he earns from you this time rather than a squeak.

Leon loved playing with your tits. God he loved having you on top of him, his hands exploring, admiring, and appreciating your breasts. Always gently flicking the nipple and watching you grind yourself against his crotch for friction. He promises he’ll bring you to heaven, you just got to have a little bit more patience.

But lord his favorite thing you do, is when you’re riding him, but rather than him laying flat he’s sit up against the bed which gives him a much better advantage for your tits to be in his face. You have the adorable habit of always wrapping your arms around him and pulling him close as he thrusted deep into you. And that gave him every opportunity to show love to your breasts.

His tongue that slides over your nipple, makes you moan at a higher pitch as he continues to thrust inside of you. By now you could forget all about that glass of soda because with how he had you now, there would be no way you would be leaving the bed. At least not any time soon.

When his lips move over to the other breast, gently nibbling at the flesh, he takes the moment to breathe, “always so perfect.”

The compliment brings you close, and you make it clear you’re getting there, and he resumes to marking up your titties, rubbing your clit and fastening his pace. At this point you are practically screaming his name and try to lower your voice, but it’s to no use when you finish.

It’s a mess you make, soaking his cock in your orgasm, your breasts marked up with his lips, and he’s quick to pump his seed inside of you shortly. Leon pulls his face away for a moment to admire your face after you came, and the work of art he’s created on your breasts.

You should have known an innocent cuddle session would never end as how it started.