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⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ fixing the problem you accidentally caused sae // insp by this tiktok ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ

“you think that shit’s fucking funny? huh?”

you’ve never seen sae so angry, so aggressive. it had initially started off as an accident; a talking stage (well, more of a fling-ish? you didn’t even know what you were) sent you a simple text asking for pics, while sae texted you, asking for screenshots of the strategy documents for the next match.

you obviously sent sae the wrong attachments: two pictures of yourself, arched and showing your ass, looking at the camera all fine. you had only realized you made a mistake when you suddenly got a barrage of text messages from your fling, asking why the hell you sent football documents.

then you received one message. one ominous message from sae itoshi of all people, asking to meet at his apartment in 10.

along with that, he sent an attachment. it was one of those instagram photos that disappear after a while… and the picture itself was of him holding his cock, all erected. jesus, the camera seriously couldn’t do it justice… it was arguably one of the prettiest you’ve seen, long and thick… a little veiny too and that tip leaking precum…

yeah… you obviously sent them by mistake… right? yeahhhh.

“n-nghh—i’m not l-aahh-laughing!” sae responded by slapping your ass.

he had on all fours, on his bed that smelled so much like him, while he just fucked you senseless, pulling your hair when he felt like it.

“shut up. you think that was a nice thing to do?” you could practically hear the sneer on his face. “i was in a meeting with my publicist and you decide to pull that shit.”

“it was a mistake—ahh fuck!” you buried your face in the covers, feeling how rough his cock was bullying your poor cunt.

“bullshit.”

his fingers pressed on the fat of your hips hard enough to bruise, guiding you as his pelvis met your ass. the pressure, the sheer intensity of his demeanor drove you insane.

“such a pretty ass but such a foul mind… foul enough to do that unprovoked.”

you were ashamed (were you?). as the assistant manager, how could you do that to the star youth player of re al?!

then when he was finished with you, he leaned in, turning your face by holding your chin to look at him. sae’s hair was a mess, his lips were swollen from previously kissing you rough and hard the moment you arrived at his apartment, and you can note—even in the darkness of his bedroom—the blossoming hickies on his neck and upper chest.

he was out of breath, and his eyes were staring holes at you… like he was eye-fucking you. “next time you do that shit, i’m gonna do a whole lot worse.”

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hey lol so uh idk i’m js writing and got that idea this is lowk a nothing burger mb

dilf! sae itoshi. ✮⋆˙

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you’re straddling sae’s lap in his multi million dollar mansion as one hand rests on your ass caressing the soft flesh.

he feels you shuffle on his lap and his other hand shifts to push your hair out of your face

“what’s wrong bunny?” he says tilting his head leaning forward to pepper your neck with gentle kisses making your nose scrunch and lashes flutter feeling his stubble glide across your skin.

you fidget with your fingers and blink up at him. he’s even more handsome when he’s in his late 40’s. you softly speak up pressing your palms on his chiseled chest.

“ . . . need you.” he smirks with a cocky look his index finger moving to rest under your chin.

“yeah? ask the proper way.”

“ . . . daddy, fuck me. please. “

“mhm. atta girl.” he says softly smacking your ass before shifting on the couch throwing you over his shoulder making you squeak as he lets out a low chuckle.

his foot lightly taps his bedroom door tossing you onto his abnormally huge bed before he leans over hovering over your body.

bigs hands gliding up your body worshiping every part of your body. pressing his clothed erection against your core making you both moan in pleasure from the pressure.

“mm. . . my pretty baby so needy.” he says slipping his hand under your top to fondle with your breasts as he slowly grinds his hips against your clothed core.

“daddy will give you anything his bunny needs. say the word.” licking along your neck stubble brushing against your warm skin. the scent of his expensive cologne giving you a dizzying and tingly feeling.

“i . . . need daddy in me. please-“

the sound of his belt clanking echoes in the room as he tosses his pants off and boxers shortly after.

his thick throbbing cock slapping against his stomach where the patch of hair lies.

the tip red, leaking, and twitching showing how pent up he is.

he pushes your skirt aside before his big hand moves to pump himself a few times making him let out a few grunts before shoving his thick cock into your entrance in one big thrust.

“mnngh. fuck. that’s it.” he breathes dropping his head against your neck as he slowly rolls his hips.

with each roll of his hips as he slides in and out of you reveals the outline of his cock in your stomach making him grunt in pleasure. “mm. baby girl, you see that? that’s daddy’s cock in you.” gliding his fingers against your stomach bulge.

you nod feeling his thick cock fill you up with each thrust and roll of his hips. feeling your eyes get watery as he increases his pace.

the sound of his hips and heavy balls slapping against your ass echo through the room. he pushes your legs far enough till they reach the bed frame to give him a better angle to fuck deeper into you.

he throws his head back moans spilling from his pretty lips as he fucks your hole deeper feeling your gummy walls clench around him with each rough thrust he does.

the bed frame smacking against the wall indicating how hard he’s going at it. both of you sweaty and spent from the intensity of the round.

“mmm… bunny m’ gonna cum in this pretty hole. yeah?”

“. . . fuck— please cum in me daddy. fill me with your seed.”

he fucks into you hard and rough hips slapping against your lower half groans and grunts spilling out of his mouth with no shame.

his hips stills before his balls tighten and spills his thick load deep into your throbbing cunt.

excess cum spilling out of your pussy as he rides out his high.

you’re both sensitive and spent as he pants collapsing beside you. his cock twitching and leaking cum from his orgasm.

“so good f’ me angel.” he says panting throwing his muscular arm over his face as he catches his breath.

his chest heaving up and down. you look down at the mess he made and you shift to his side nuzzling against him. his strong arm moves to pull you closer.

　❤︎　𝓖, satoru .ᐟ　 ..　requested　˚ ⋅　mdni　predator/prey . fingering . piv . c pie . sex out in the open . pre-established relationship　 ♯ 1.8k

when you taunt gojo by telling him you could easily outrun and outlast him, he takes it personally. to prove to you just how wrong you are, he drives you to the forest and tells you to run

This was meant to be fun and silly, but now, as you’re running through the forest, you’re feeling a rush of fear. Adrenaline spiking through your veins as your heart thumps with the effort to keep going. You haven’t even looked behind yourself; it will only slow you down and you know you won’t be able to see him.

It’s your fault that you’re in this position in the first place, taunting Gojo with a glib tone. Saying you could outrun him, that he wouldn’t be able to catch you even if he took it seriously. All in good spirits, well, he was. But you kept insisting, hoping to get a rise out of him. That all happened a whole day ago and it’s stuck with him since, evidentially, since he’s driven you to the forest today and released you.

When you’d exited the car and he’d told you to run, that you get a five-minute head start, you felt exactly like prey. He’s hunting you for sport, for fun, to prove something. It’s why you’d pressed him so hard yesterday, you know you can’t outrun him, can’t hide from him. You just wanted to experience the thrill of him proving you wrong, chasing you down and who knows… maybe taking you in the open.

He’d dropped it though, at least, you thought he had. Clearly not the case though, since you’re sprinting in the opposite direction of him. The unexpectedness of it got to you, that and the fact that the window of time for your head start is definitely over. Despite that, he’s not caught you and you know it’s not because you’re winning. Able to feel his eyes on you as you keep running.