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This is so cute, thank you for the tag! I've never had one of these capture my almost frighteningly manic energy and smile before š I need to get more overtone though so I can go back to my "natural" purple color, lol
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I love these!! So, so pretty! I love how they're little face reveals without revealing the face.
(I dyed my hair again last night)
Pretty much captured my essence in a little picture: awkward, unsure, but having fun. All it needs is tattoos, more piercings, some chickens and a hideous ginger cat š.
No pressure tags: @i-am-vita @sordidmusings @feral-artistry @since-im-already-here @gingernut1314 @writingmysanity @cinnbar-bun (and anyone else who'd like to participate!)
This didnāt have all my features since I got lots of freckles and thicker eyebrows but I got a very⦠kuudere/dandere vibe lmao. People think Iām pretty scary but I promise Iām not!!! My Sanrio name tags and pins say otherwise.
I canāt think of many to tag who werenāt already but⦠@henrioo @merbear25
I only look like I'm harshly judging you all the time. I'm actually just blowing you kisses. Don't let the dead look scare you please! And yes, I'm actually this pale irl...
If you saw Tumblr immediately flag this, no, you didn't.
This is the first request I received as part of my JJK Fic Readers Supporting Noury event. There are still slots open, so please click the link for more info!
Thank you to @enchantedsylveon for their support and the wonderful request š. I went way over the word count because I got possessed by the spirit of horny. Forgive me š
Pairing: Geto x Gojo x afab!reader (aka SatoSugu x afab!reader) Rating: Explicit (18+ minors DNI)
Word Count: 6.8k
Request: Morally grey, obsessive pleasure doms Gojo and Geto take care of their girl while she's on her period.
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Warnings are found below the cut!
A/N: This is my first time writing a threesome AND my first time writing for both of these characters....... So, Leeeeeroy Jenkins!
Warnings (besides what it says on the request): Use of pet names (princess, baby, etc), references to mental health issues, multiple sex positions, dacryphilia, cursing, multiple orgasms, slight overstimulation, cum eating, banter during sex, breeding kink, cervix fucking, deepthroating, praise and light degradation, y'all get the gist this is some filth (affectionate)
It was early one morning, far too early for any sane person to be awake as you sat on a couch, trapped between your two long-time friends. On one end of the couch, Satoru Gojo pouted and stared out the nearby window, nursing a can of soda like it was hard liquor. Geto Suguru occupied the other end, glaring at the wall like he wanted to burn a hole through it. He was doing his damnedest to avoid paying his best friend any attention as you sat between the two men, grumbling under your breath. You were unlucky enough to be quite literally in the middle of their dispute.Ā
The two young men had been fighting so much recently, and it had honestly hurt your heart to see. Their bickering had affected their efforts in school, nearly destroyed both of their mental health, and strained their relationship to a breaking point. Shoko had advised you to leave it alone, saying the boys needed to figure it out on their own or just fuck already, but as their other best friend, you just couldnāt take much more of it. Especially when Satoru made a habit of coming over at three A.M. to complain about Suguru.Ā
Funnily enough, that was precisely what had led to the current situation. Satoru had shown up, knocked so hard that he nearly broke your door down in the process, and shoved his way inside your apartment despite your many protests.Ā
Now, there were multiple reasons why his visit was horribly timed. The first wouldāve been immediately evident if the strongest sorcerer wasnāt so preoccupied. You were wincing in pain when you answered the door, clutching a hot water bottle to your lower stomach, and Gojo had been too oblivious to notice. He simply brushed past you, already ranting as he headed directly for your plush couch.Ā
āāToru, wait-āĀ
āThat emo bastard canāt get it through his thick skull that weāre supposed to be friends. He-ā Satoru paused mid-rant as the emo bastard in question sat up on your couch, groaning. Suguru had been fast asleep until now, and the raven-haired man looked pissed that he had been woken up.Ā
The deep circles under Suguruās eyes had only grown more exaggerated in the past few days, and his long, beautiful raven hair was a tangled mess. You could see the weariness he carried creep under his skin more and more, and it honestly terrified you. Suguru had confided in you that he could barely sleep anymore, and like the good friend you were, you offered for him to sleep on your couch, hoping the proximity to a close friend would help ease his mind.Ā
āYouād better be talking about someone else,ā Suguru hissed at Gojo, dark eyes flashing with anger as you slammed the heel of your hand against your head.
āI can already feel another migraine coming,ā you muttered under your breath. āāSatoru, as I was trying to say, you may want to come back later because I. already. have. company.ā
You punctuated your words with brief pauses, not even bothering to try and hide the annoyance in your tone.Ā Gojo pursed his lips dramatically, rolling his eyes. He immediately turned on his heel to leave, but you beat him to the door. āOh, no. You didnāt listen to me, so you get to stay. I am not in the mood for this to be a revolving door today.āĀ Ā
He opened his mouth to argue, but one look from you silenced him. You motioned for Geto to scoot over on the couch, and the sleep-deprived man shot you an incredulous look as Gojo pilfered a soda from your fridge.Ā
Nearly thirty minutes of awkward silence had passed between the three of you on the couch before youād finally had enough. You had been trying to be a good, patient friend, but this morning was the absolute last straw.Ā For half of the previous night, youād been curled up in a ball with the most abysmal cramps, completely unable to sleep. Finally, after what had felt like an eternity, you had drifted off⦠only to be woken up by Gojo thirty minutes later. Your cramps were still coming in awful waves, and no medication was helping. You simply wanted to melt into the floor, but you were being forced to babysit two of the strongest jujutsu sorcerers who had ever lived while they behaved like petulant children.Ā
A particularly harsh cramp had you gritting your teeth, barely able to speak as you forced two words past your lips. āThatās enough.āĀ
Both of your companionsā heads whipped around, and you felt the weight of two completely different gazes. One was ice-cold, and the second felt like scorched earth; they were polar opposites, but each held the same intense gravity.Ā
āThe two of you are going to talk this out. This all passed ridiculous a long time ago.ā You continued, gesturing around dramatically with one hand, holding up the other to silence the noises of protest that left both men. Your throat felt dry and raw with anger. All of the frustration and pain in your body had coalesced into a single, white-hot ball of emotion, which was currently clawing its way out of your throat with a vengeance.Ā
āIām not finished. Geto Suguru, I want you to feel better, but you have to open up to us. If you keep all your emotions bottled up, youāre going to go insane one day and start a cult or something.āĀ
Geto looked down at his folded hands, clearly a bit stunned by your outburst. Normally, something like this wouldāve never happened. You were always such a caring, sweet girl, and you had never lost your temper in front of either man. Both Gojo and Geto instantly knew that theyād fucked up for you to be this viscerally angry and use their full names at the same time. You had never called them anything other than their first names for the many years youād been friends.
āAnd you, Gojo Satoru, need to calm down and try to understand your best friend more. The two of you need to actually talk. Youāve just expected Suguru to come to you for help all this time, but you could also reach out first.ā Gojo had the decency to blush in embarrassment, setting his soda can down on a coaster while you scolded him.
You stood rather abruptly, intending to leave the two men to sulk while you crawled back into your warm bed, but you forgot about one very important thing in your addled state. The hot water bottle was still on your lap, and it hit the floor with a loud clang the second you stood. Water splashed everywhere, finally catching the attention of both men. Gojoās icy gaze met Getoās earthen one as the full situation finally clicked in their heads, and they shared a look that clearly read āoh shit.āĀ
The loss of the water bottleās comforting warmth was the straw that broke the camelās back. Fat, hot tears started to roll down your cheeks as you felt your uterus violently contract again. You doubled over, and both men stood, rushing to your side as you cried out in pain, fully sobbing.
āYouāre making all of us worry, especially me. I just canāt keep listening to my two best friends complain about each other instead of talking through their problems, and I feel horrible right now, and I just-āĀ
Geto ran a comforting hand down your back. āShit. Shhh⦠Weāre sorry for making you worry. Right, Satoru?āĀ
Gojo sighed as the raven-haired man stared at him pointedly. āHeās right, weāre very sorry. Cāmere, letās get you back into bed.āĀ
He held his arms out as you sniffled, wiping at your eyes. With one swift motion, Gojo scooped you up in his arms as Suguru quickly towled up the water on the floor. Somewhere deep in your mind, you realized that you could feel Satoruās warm skin against yours; he had turned off Infinity for you. He cradled you for a few precious minutes, purring soft reassurances against your ear that had you relaxing into his arms.Ā
āSā alright. Iāve got you.āĀ
Suguru rolled his eyes and finished cleaning in almost record time. He pushed his friend toward your room, entering first to scoop your sheets aside and plug in your big heating pad. Gojo laid you down on the soft mattress, and you immediately snuggled up underneath the sheets. Another sharp stab of pain made you wince, and the two men shared another pointed look and a collective sigh, finding enough truce in their argument to climb into the bed on either side of you.Ā
Geto passed the heating pad to Gojo, who gently placed it against your lower stomach before pulling you against his chest. You clung to him happily, nuzzling into his warmth. However, this new position also made you oblivious to the way Getoās eyes flashed in frustration at the sight.Ā
The raven-haired man pulled your back against his chest in retaliation, splaying a possessive hand over your hip as Gojo smirked at him. You murmured in appreciation, unconsciously shifting to lay against them equally as you drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep.Ā Geto and Gojo locked eyes and finally relaxed, seemingly arriving at some unspoken agreement. They joined you in a deep, comfortable sleep, and it was by far the best sleep any of you had gotten in months.Ā
The three of you only grew closer after that night. It had only taken a week for Gojo and Geto to patch up their relationship, and they emerged with a stronger bond than before. When Shoko asked about the change, the boys cheerfully credited your period-induced breakdown as the catalyst that led them to reconcile. Gojo would grin cheekily, the action only mirrored by his raven-haired counterpartās self-satisfied smirk as the two repeated the very same answer to everyone else who asked. They also pointedly ignored how you blushed and stammered at them, āPlease, stop telling everyone about that.āĀ
āNo can do, sweetheart.ā Satoru winked at you over the rim of his dark glasses before sighing dramatically, poking at your soft, pouting cheeks, āBesides, where would we be without you? You put us in our place, so you deserve all the credit.ā
Geto chuckled, a darkly amused glint in his eyes as he placed his large hand on your shoulder, squeezing gently. āYouāre right. We both need our girl to keep us straight.ā
ā
Time flew by as the three of you graduated and rejoined Tokyo Jujutsu High as young teachers. Life was⦠interesting; some things had changed for you, but many things still stayed the same. For one thing, you, Satoru, and Suguru were still incredibly close. Even though there were always missions to complete, students to educate, and monsters to kill, the three of you made time to spend together.Ā
Quite often, your āquality timeā with the two men was spent in the form of a massive movie night at your apartment. There had been many discussions about moving it to Gojoās ritzy new place, but the routine was already too ingrained in the three of you. So, every other weekend, you all piled on top of your plush sofa to watch cheesy movies, cycling through picks from every genre imaginable until everyone fell asleep.Ā
However, as much as you enjoyed the tradition, you had almost canceled tonightās marathon. The worst part of your period was supposed to be over by now, but the heavy cramping hadnāt let up at all.
āThose two better be glad I love them so much,ā you muttered, blushing slightly as you caught your accidental choice of words.Ā
Love? No, I donāt love those two. Weāre just friends. Really good friends.Ā
Thoughts continued to whirl around your head as you hurriedly tidied up your living room and small kitchen, preparing everything for the night. No, you most definitely werenāt in love with both of your best friends at the same time. You were so good at ignoring how the two men had only grown more handsome and attentive to you since their big argument, and you definitely never imagined them taking you to bedā¦.
By the time you had nearly convinced yourself that denial was just a river in Egypt, there was a cheerful knock at the door. The knock lasted for all of two seconds before Satoru pushed it open, grinning widely. The white-haired man still wore his blindfold but had traded his usual all-black uniform for a pair of suspiciously designer-looking grey sweatpants and a soft, black t-shirt.
āI brought treats!ā He chimed, setting his armful of baked goods and sweets on the counter.
You couldnāt help but laugh. āāToru, did you rob a small bakery? You know youāre the only one who will eat most of it.āĀ
He noticed how you greedily eyed a bar of dark chocolate, snatching it up and waving it at you teasingly, āOh, so you want me to take it back, then?āĀ
You pouted, trying to reach for the bar as Satoru weaponized his height against you. He held the chocolate just out of reach, and you jumped, almost brushing the very edge of the wrapper. You landed awkwardly, stumbling backward into something- no, someone- very solid. A rich, amused chuckle tickled your ear as Suguru caught you, reaching up to pluck the bar from Gojoās hand as his hand cupped your hip.Ā
āHaving fun without me, already?āĀ
āāToruās being mean,ā you complained as Suguru passed the sweet to you with a snide grin directed at the other man.Ā
āFine,ā he sighed dramatically, removing his blindfold to wink at you. āIāve wounded our princess so she can have the first movie pick tonight.Ā
Your heart twisted and fluttered in your chest at the use of that pet name and the sight of his gorgeous cerulean eyes, but you shoved that feeling aside as quickly as it appeared.Ā
āI can forgive you⦠this time.āĀ
āAnd you can make the first batch of popcorn,ā Suguru added, his signature sly smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.Ā
āIāll make sure to burn yours,ā Gojo grumbled in response, heading for the kitchen as Suguru herded you toward the couch.Ā
You plopped down onto the middle of the couch, and Geto settled to your left, promptly handing you the chunky knit blanket you favored. Funnily enough, the arrangement the three of you sat in was as much of a tradition as the movie night itself; you were always in the middle of the two men. The three of you were always sandwiched together, but that didnāt make you flustered. Jujutsu sorcery took such a high mental toll that you had long figured any cuddling was strictly platonic.Ā
Geto looped his arm around your waist, pulling you close, and you almost sighed in happiness as you caught the comforting scent of sandalwood soap and incense that always surrounded him. You tipped your head against his shoulder, smiling contentedly and nibbling into the chocolate bar as the two of you flipped through movies, looking for the perfect one. Gojo cursed loudly in the other room, and you giggled at the loud banging coming from the stove.Ā
A few hours later, you finally got to Getoās pick: a cheesy B-grade horror movie. Bags of candy and popcorn lay strewn over the coffee table as the three of you watched the final girl run from yet another masked killer. You had excused yourself to the bathroom half an hour ago to take some medicine and change into a fresh pad, but your cramps stubbornly refused to give up. The last thing you wanted to do was ruin the night, so you suffered in silence, silently wincing in pain every few minutes.Ā
Geto and Gojo shared a look as they felt your body tense for the umpteenth time, and the raven-haired man clicked pause on the remote while his counterpart rubbed tiny circles over the small of your back.Ā
āWhat is it?ā Suguru asked, his voice and expression both filled with concern.Ā
āNothing, really. Iām fine.ā You tried to reassure both men, but they gazed at you, unimpressed and clearly not buying your story.Ā
āWe know you well enough to know thatās not true.ā Gojo gazed at you, suddenly more serious than heād been all night. Geto squeezed your shoulder gently, and both men scooted even closer to you, clearly unwilling to let it go.Ā
āFine,ā you grumbled. āIām on my period, and my cramps are really bad right now. I didnāt want to say anything because I didnāt want tonight to end yet, even though I donāt feel well.āĀ
Getoās gaze softened, and Gojo laughed quietly, āYou know we couldnāt leave our girl when sheās in pain.āĀ
Your cheeks flushed hotly at Satoruās words.Ā
āYou know Iāll never get a boyfriend if you keep calling me that.ā
The words left your lips before you could even think about what you were saying; the temperature in the room instantly felt ten degrees colder. Suguruās deep, coffee-colored gaze narrowed instantly, and Gojo tipped his head down to look you in the eyes, his pale irises shining almost eerily in the dim light.Ā
āDo you not⦠want to be our girl?ā Suguru leaned down to whisper against the shell of your ear, his voice a velvet purr that made you shudder. You felt both men hold you tighter, their grip infinitely more possessive; Geto nipped at the shell of your ear lightly, drawing a small moan out of you.Ā
āSuguā¦. Iā¦.. mmmmph..āĀ
Gojo traced a finger underneath your chin, tilting your eyes to meet his calm gaze. The new angle of your neck gave Geto the perfect angle to kiss up and down the column of your neck, which he promptly took advantage of, ghosting his lips across the sensitive skin. You shuddered, whimpering slightly as Satoru held your face still in one of his large, calloused hands.Ā
āHe asked you a question, baby,ā Satoru crooned, a smirk tugging at the corner of his unfairly perfect lips.Ā
Embarrassment mixed with growing lust dusted your cheeks, and your eyelashes fluttered in sync with every sinful drag of Getoās lips against your skin. Your head was growing fuzzy, yet your body felt light as a feather as you relaxed between the two large men. Any thought of your previous pain had faded away in a sea of bliss and disbelief until another vicious cramp tore through your abdomen. You jolted upright, worry flashing in your eyes. The two men paused immediately, backing off to let you speak.Ā
āEven if I do want thisā¦. We canāt right now. Iāmā¦.ā You trailed off in embarrassment, staring down at the hem of your shirt.Ā
āDo you think so little of us, sweetheart? You think weāre frightened by a little blood? Geto crooned, and Gojo grinned in response, gasping in mock indignation.Ā Ā
You shook your head slightly, stammering in protest. āI-I donāt think youāre afraid of it, just that ās gross.āĀ
Gojo caressed your cheek with his thumb, and Geto nuzzled his nose against the crook of your neck in reassurance. āNothing about you could ever be gross; what youāre going through is the most natural thing in the world.ā The raven-haired man murmured.Ā
āAnd b-both of you want me?ā You responded in a daze.Ā
āYeah. Itās been that way for years,ā Satoru smiled, unashamedly staring at the swell of your slightly parted lips as you gasped in response.Ā
āItās been the three of us for our entire lives, and you kept it that way. I donāt see why it should ever change,ā Geto added with a low note of amusement. He caressed your waist, and another shudder ran down your spine. āYouāve been ours for years⦠weāve just been waiting for you to realize it. Let us take care of you, baby. Youāve done so much for us.āĀ
Every nerve ending of your body crackled like a live wire as the two men waited with bated breath for your response. Your mind whirled as you tried to string together an actual sentence. Finally, you were able to moan a single word. āPleaseā¦ā
The effect it had on the two men was instantaneous. Suguru groaned, reattaching his lips to your neck and pulling you back into his lap. Your back hit his broad, muscular chest, and you melted against him instantly.Ā
āFuck, you have no idea how long weāve waited for thisā¦. How many men weāve chased off because they didnāt deserve you.ā Satoru mumbled, surging forward to claim your lips with his own, pinning you against the other man. The kiss started out soft but quickly grew more insistent as you moaned and whimpered every time Suguru grazed your decolletage with his teeth. He started to pull the neck of your shirt aside for better access to more skin, and you writhed in his arms as he left bruises in the wake of his lips.Ā
At any other time, you wouldāve questioned Satoruās confession, but right now, you felt hot, almost delirious with budding desire, as he reached down to trail his fingers over your clothed pussy. He rubbed directly over your little clit, but the pleasure you craved was muted by the thick added layer of your pad, and you whined in protest. āāToru, need you sābadly.ā
āYou hear that? Our princess needs you, Satoru.ā Geto purred as the other man continued tracing the outline of your pussy.Ā
You rocked your hips against his fingers, desperate to feel more, but you only succeeded in teasing Suguru as you accidentally rocked your ass directly against his rapidly growing erection.
He hissed loudly, trailing one of his hands under your shirt to cup your bare waist. Gojo chuckled at the sight of his best friendās suffering, sucking on your bottom lip before pulling away with an audible pop. āCareful now, or youāre gonna make it hard for him to last.āĀ
āOh, fuck off.ā Suguru groaned in response, trailing his hand up to paw at your breast. You whined as he lightly pinched and rolled a nipple between his clever fingers, and the raven-haired man chuckled roughly, āLook at how dirty our girl is, not even wearing a bra. Sheās so damn sensitive.āĀ
Your pussy throbbed at his words as Gojo leaned back, kneeling on the couch to watch the show you and Geto were putting on in front of him. Your gaze was half-lidded and hazy with lust, but you could still clearly see the way the muscles of his arm flexed as he reached down to palm his own erection. It stood proud, visibly tenting the dark grey sweatpants he wore, and your mouth watered at the mere outline of his dick. It looked so long and thick, and you could only imagine the bliss of it stuffing you and dragging against your deepest, most sensitive parts.Ā
He brushed a strand of white hair off his face, looking at you with another cocky smirk as he addressed the other man. āOi, help me out here, Suguru. I seem to remember something about cramps⦠I think theyāre improved by medicine, a heating pad, or something else. Now, what could that be?āĀ
Gojo paused for a clear, dramatic effect, his wolfish grin only growing wider as your breath caught in your throat. You were so distracted that you didnāt even realize Getoās lips had trailed back up to your ear as he responded in a dulcet whisper, āI think the answer might be ātheyāre improved by orgasms.ā What do you think, pretty?ā
āYes, god yes,ā you begged, rubbing your thighs together. The dull ache of your period had faded away into the haze of lust, but your pussy throbbed, begging to be filled.
Satoru winked at you, leaving the couch and walking into your bedroom for a moment. You whimpered as he left, and Geto chuckled again at your reaction, giving your nipple another rough pinch. āThereās no god here, baby, just us. But weāre gonna do you so good⦠Gonna ruin you for anyone else.ā
You lay against his chest as Suguru pushed your shirt all the way up, tucking the hem between your teeth to give himself full, unimpeded access to your chest. He maneuvered the two of you around slightly, leaving you in his lap but allowing both of your legs to dangle off the edge of the couch. āLetās give Satoru something to look at when he comes back, hmm? Bet heād love to see these perfect tits.āĀ
He took each of your breasts into his warm hands, alternating between kneading the soft, supple flesh and pinching your aching nipples. You could only moan softly through the fabric of the shirt stuffed in your mouth as Geto took you higher and higher into bliss with every movement.Ā
Gojo walked back in not a minute later, holding a few fluffy, black towels. His beautiful eyes widened at the perfectly pornographic scene spread out in front of him, and he cursed under his breath, rushing back to the couch as Geto smirked at his best friendās needy expression.Ā
āCareful, or heās not gonna last long,ā he teased, tugging off your shirt as he parodied Gojoās earlier sentiment.Ā
The white-haired man huffed and shook his head sarcastically, but you certainly didnāt miss the way he threw his own shirt off and knelt between your legs as quickly as he could. His eyes were shining with ravenous desire, and your pussy throbbed as you realized that Getoās teasing had an edge of truth.Ā
Gojo smiled up at you, tucking a towel between your hips and Getoās lap before hooking his hands into the waistband of your pants, gently tugging them down and tossing them away.Ā
āGonna let me taste you, baby?ā He keened, pressing open-mouthed kisses against the inside of your thighs as his long fingers toyed with the hem of your panties.Ā
You bit your lip as a million worries flooded your mind, but Suguru caressed your face, whispering conspiratorially, āThink about how pretty heās gonna look between your legs. He can finally put that smartass mouth of his to good use, right?āĀ
Satoru nibbled his way up your skin, sucking a dark hickey at the apex of your thigh as Geto continued to lavish your breasts with affection. You whined and moaned, keening with every touch. It felt like your entire body was on fire, and youād go up in flames without the touch of both men. Any embarrassment you couldāve felt had long since evaporated; all you could do was beg for more as both men left their mark on your body.Ā
āāToru, please⦠Wanna cum so bad.ā You whined, begging for relief, and Gojo glanced up at you with an expression that wouldāve terrified anyone else. He may have been in a traditionally submissive position, but there was nothing submissive about his body language; he looked like a fallen angel with the way his pale hair framed his face.Ā Ā
He slipped your panties off, breathing becoming heavier and heavier as all of your perfect body was finally revealed to his ravenous gaze. Satoru threw your legs around his shoulders, leaning back just enough to inspect your cunt. His pale eyelashes fluttered as he used one of his long fingers to part your puffy, swollen folds, completely mesmerized as you moaned his name and your cunt clenched in sheer anticipation of his touch. You were obscenely wet from the mixture of blood and arousal that trailed down your legs, and Gojo couldnāt wait any longer.Ā
āOur girlās got a perfect fucking pussy, Suguru,ā He mumbled, diving in to lick a fat stripe all the way up to your clit. You moaned wantonly, your head lolling back against Getoās strong chest as the man behind you held your body upright, still enamored with the way your breasts fit in his hands.Ā
Period sex was very new to you, but you could already tell that it felt different- not different, better. You felt more sensitive than ever before, and not just between your legs. Your breasts felt heavy and full; you had a sneaking suspicion that you couldāve cum from Geto toying with them alone.Ā
Gojoās eyes fluttered shut in bliss as he ate you out like a man starved. He lapped up every bit of arousal and blood from your weeping pussy, fucking you with his tongue before trailing delicious circles on your swollen clit with his tongue until you screamed his name. Your thighs wrapped around Satoruās head, and the white-haired man moaned desperately, taking the opportunity to slip two fingers deep into your cunt. You keened at the delicious stretch, and Suguru groaned at the sight.Ā
āT-Toru⦠Ah-! Suguā¦.ā Tears of pure bliss started to gather in the corners of your eyes as Satoruās fingers rubbed mercilessly against your G-spot. You felt a familiar band of pleasure start to stretch in your lower stomach, and you whined in desperation. Suguru grabbed one of your arms, pressing desperate kisses against the delicate skin of your inner wrist as his other hand toyed with a nipple in time with Satoruās thrusts.
āSāclose.. Nnnnngh, gonna cum⦠pleasepleaseplea-ā The band of pleasure snapped suddenly before you could even finish your sentence, launching you over the edge of the most intense orgasm of your life. Tears fell as you shattered in between the two men, crying and rocking your hips against Satoruās face while your core fluttered around his fingers.Ā
āYouāre fucking perfect,ā Suguru growled as he scooped you up. He cradled you in his arms and leaned down to kiss you as Satoru stood, licking the blood and cum off his fingers.Ā
The taller man grinned as the two of you kissed passionately, leaning over to wipe a tear off your cheek.Ā
āBaby, you cryin'?ā Satoru simpered before leaning in to lick off another tear. When Suguru pulled away to tell him off, Satoru pulled him into a searing kiss, slotting his tongue into the other manās mouth. Getoās eyes flared in shock before he leaned into the embrace, moaning as he tasted your arousal on his best friendās tongue.Ā
āI thought you deserved a taste, too. Isnāt she sweet?ā Gojo asked innocently as he pulled away to kiss you as well. You whined and ran your hand over his bare chest as the white-haired man nipped at your already kiss-swollen bottom lip.Ā
āBedroom. Now.ā Geto stood abruptly, his voice hoarse as he broke the embrace between you and Gojo. He carried you in his arms, shoving another large towel on top of your sheets before gently laying you on top of it. Your head lolled to the side, and you reached down to play with your puffy little clit, moaning softly as the men finished undressing in front of you.Ā
You watched shamelessly, taking in the sight of their beautiful bodies. Both men were tall and muscular, but Satoru was taller with more of a lean build, almost like an acrobat or a swimmer. Suguru was truly the Yin to Gojoās Yang; he was stockier and deliciously broad. It was an undeniable fact that both men were gorgeous.
āSugu⦠Toruā¦. Please. Wanna feel you both in me,ā You begged, rocking your hips against the movement of your fingers, not even caring about how needy you sounded.Ā
The bed dipped with their weight as both men joined you on the bed without further hesitation. Geto knelt in front of you, motioning for you to get on all fours and face him. You hummed in delight, rolling over and pushing yourself up to face him. Suddenly, Gojo pinched your plush ass with a snicker. You gasped in shock, and Suguru took the opportunity to slap his thick cockhead onto your tongue.Ā
āWeāre gonna fuck you raw from both ends first, baby. Gonna really make you ours. Howās that sound?ā He questioned with a smirk, rubbing his fat tip over your tongue.Ā
Your gasp quickly turned into a purr of delight as you worked his tip into your mouth, greedily licking at the prominent vein that ran underneath his shaft. Getoās raven-dark hair fell around his shoulders like a curtain as he moaned loudly. You could taste the salt and musk of his pre-cum as you worked his shaft deeper and deeper into your throat.Ā
Gojo cursed lowly as he lined up his swollen cockhead with your opening. You wiggled your hips back at him, wordlessly begging to feel the stretch and delicious length of him deep inside you. He pushed in at an agonizingly slow pace, trying to give you time to adjust.Ā
You moaned in ecstasy, and Geto gasped, bucking his hips slightly as he felt the vibrations of your throat around his shaft. āFucking hell, baby. Youāre sucking my dick like you were made for it.ā
Gojo pushed in further, finally bottoming out with his fat cockhead nestled snugly against your cervix. You whined at the dull ache, but the feeling was addictive. You rocked your hips, desperate for more, and the white-haired man moaned. āAnd sheās sucking me in like she wants to get pregnant tonight.ā
Your eyes flew open, and you gasped around Getoās dick, drawing another ragged moan from the man. It wasnāt what you had intended at all, but you couldnāt hide your reaction to Satoruās lascivious words, especially since he could feel your core fluttering in agreement with his statement.Ā
You could feel the wickedly delighted grin spread across his face as Gojo grew deadly silent for a moment. āOh, Suguru~ you shouldāve felt the way she just clenched around me when I said that. Our girl is even dirtier than we thought.āĀ
āI told you sheās perfect.ā Geto slid into your mouth even further, sighing in bliss and his own ecstasy as he pushed into your throat, entwining his hands in your hair. You gagged for a brief moment; his dick had more girth than Gojoās, and it was the biggest youād ever taken like this. The raven-haired sorcerer moaned and crooned down at you, stroking the column of your throat where his cock was nestled so deeply.
More tears fell as your eyes watered in the bliss of being so completely used by the two men. You felt so full, so complete, and you couldnāt help but moan again as your nose rubbed against the dark trail of hair on Getoās lower abdomen.Ā
āShit, gotta move. You ready, baby?ā Gojo groaned, shallowly thrusting his hips. You tried to moan in assent, but the sound was strangled by the dick in your throat.Ā
Geto tipped his head back in ecstasy, laughing hoarsely. āShe wants it sābadly, āToru.ā
The two men started to move, alternating their thrusts in perfect rhythm like theyād planned this moment for years. Every deep thrust from Gojo would send you falling forward onto Getoās cock; you could only wordlessly cry in bliss from the position the two men fucked you mercilessly.
Satoru pinched and kneaded the tender flesh of your ass with every thrust. He swiped one of his fingers between your legs, collecting the creamy mixture of his pre-cum and your arousal, offering it out to his best friend with a smirk. Geto sucked it off with an audible pop, groaning at the taste as Satoru returned to collect more. You choked again as you felt one of his long, clever fingers tease your tightest hole, circling the rim with predatory intent.Ā
āRelax, baby. Gotta get you ready fāme.ā He slipped his finger in, beginning to work you open as you relaxed into the intense but euphoric sensation.Ā
āOur slutty princess wants all her holes filled, huh?ā Geto groaned, looking down at your fucked-out expression. āGotta cum again for us. Gonna make you cum so hard that you canāt think straight.āĀ
Satoru slipped a second finger into your ass, working you open even further as the two men fell slightly out of sync with their thrusts. They were both breathing hard, grunting and begging desperately for you to cum with them. As if on command, you fell apart for the second time with an obscene moan. White sparks flashed through your vision as your orgasm shot through you, even more forceful than the first. Your cunt spasmed around Gojo so violently that he came on the spot, painting your blood-swollen womb with his pearlescent seed.Ā
Geto cursed at the sound of Gojoās strangled cry, pulling completely out of your mouth. You panted and moaned below him, your body shaking with every thrust as Gojo fucked you through your orgasm. Suguru groaned as your tongue lolled out, begging to be coated with his cum. His balls felt almost uncomfortably full as he stroked his shaft rapidly, intent on giving you what you begged for so prettily.Ā
It only took a few seconds for Getoās own orgasm to crash through him. The smooth movements of his hips and hands stuttered as he groaned lowly, painting your pretty face with his seed. However, most of it landed in your mouth, and you happily caught it with your pink tongue, holding it out for him to inspect.Ā
āYouāre going to⦠be the death of me one day,ā the raven-haired man moaned as he felt blood immediately rush back to his cock. Instead of swallowing, your eyes shone mischievously, and you turned around to pull Satoru into a searing kiss. You mimicked his earlier actions, but this time you were pushing Suguruās cum into his mouth.Ā Ā
Gojo moaned wantonly at the sharp taste, swallowing his share as his own cock twitched back to life. Geto pulled you away from the other man, maneuvering you to face him as he brought your hips down, filling you with his cock in a single thrust. You screamed hoarsely, cunt spasming from overstimulation as Gojo laughed roughly, wiping the remainder of his friendās cum off his lips before positioning himself behind you.Ā
The white-haired man watched greedily as you bounced on Getoās cock, taking a minute to lean back and stroke his dick until he was fully erect. Gojo pulled your hips back, stilling Getoās thrusts, and he growled in response.
āGotta let me in too,ā Gojo chided, swiping a finger over his fat tip to coat it with pre-cum as he positioned it against your other hole. Your eyes widened, and you gasped as he started to push into you, stretching you slowly but mercilessly. Geto pulled you in for a ravenous kiss, devouring your litany of moans as he struggled to keep from thrusting into you. After a small eternity, both men were seated fully inside you, and you whined their names over and over like a prayer, begging them to start moving.Ā
āToru, Sugu⦠nnnnhgh, ām so full,ā you cried, leaning your head against Getoās shoulder as the two men cradled you in their arms. Their hands roamed over your body, caressing and groping every inch of you as they began to move, stretching your body past the very limits of pleasure. Your eyes glazed over; you couldnāt tell who was kissing your neck versus who was rubbing achingly soft circles on your clit, but you couldnāt bring yourself to care as the two men brought you to climax again and again.
Soft rays of dawn were peeking through your bedroom window by the time the three of you fell onto your bed, breathing hard but finally sated. You looked around at the sheets and at your lovers, blushing hotly at the dried red marks that covered almost every surface in the room. The towels had not lasted long.
Geto chuckled, rubbing your back soothingly, āWeāll clean up. Donāt worry.āĀ
āAnd weāll prepare better for next time,ā Gojo added with a grin, poking your cheek.Ā
Your whole body felt like jelly, but the two men were determined to care for you properly. Suguru walked into the bathroom, and you could hear the sound of water filling your bathtub as Satoru fetched a glass of water for you, helping you sit up to drink properly. He scooped you up, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple as he walked you into the bathroom, depositing you in the warm water. The three of you washed each other in blissful silence, with both men being extra attentive to your sore body. Afterward, they changed your sheets and put you in clean pajamas, slipping their own sweatpants on to climb into bed next to you.Ā
āThank youā¦ā You murmured, already drifting off to sleep between your two lovers.Ā
Geto kissed your temple silently as Gojo laughed softly, āOf course. We have to take good care of our girl, after all.ā
So, you have to stop messing around. Yes, Atla live action is not and will never be better than the original version but we have to stop spitting on it for that. Overall the series is very successful. I see some critics saying it's mediocre and that's blatantly bad faith. No, the actors don't play badly, quite the contrary. It's not the best acting in the world but they are still children who are doing very, very well and will continue to progress. They're not fucking disasters. The actors of Aang and Zuko are the best in my opinion. And if I still see someone criticizing the weight of the actresses for Azula and Mai... There are also critics who say the CCG is disgusting, uh sorry ? This is more of a bullshit, at this stage it's downright spitting. I've even seen people say that THE MOVIE WAS BETTER ?! WTF ?! A few days ago everyone was spitting on the movie, and now under the pretext of downgrading the series, we're going to say that it wasn't so bad now ?! And even downright better than this new version ?! But damn, this is mind-blowing bullshit. Also, if I hear one more complaint that it's bad that the original creators didn't have much input into the live action project... FUCK YOU ! It's going to get into people's heads when Atla would never have become the good animated series it is today if it had only been them in charge ?! Katara would have simply been Aang's girl ! (What she ironically becomes in the sequel in comics under their sole supervision !) Toph would not have existed, nor would Zuko's exceptional arc. Misery, the best episodes of the series do not come from them ! Stop glorifying them ! They had the basic idea, but it was developed by a whole competent team behind it ! When they are the only ones in charge it sucks ! The Atla comics are an abysmal disaster in terms of character characterization and many other things. What they did to Zuko, Katara and Aang is unforgivable. The Legend of Korra is filled with the same flaws as the original series but much worse and triple ! And they want to make an animated movie about the adult gaang and another animation series with the avatar as an earthbender ?! But stop the bloody massacre ! Also... do I need to remind you that your creators, darling, that you are complaining about are not on the adaptation project, therefore complaining about the future fidelity quality of the product... THEY VALIDATE THE MOVIE ! THIS MOVIE HATED BY EVERYONE, THEY SUPERVISED AND APPROVED IT, YOU FOOL ! It's not surprising that others are more respectful of the universe than the creators themselves who have always wiped their ass with the original series through the adaptation of the movie, the comics and the legend of Korra ! Damn people can be so stupid...
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Living in Japan, you were used to peopleās negative perceptions of your tattoos. An old man giving you a world-class stink-eye was more common than rain on a cloudy day, and those views were only compounded by the insular Jujutsu Sorcerer society you found yourself working inā¦.. But what would the famous 7:3 Sorcerer think?
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You hadnāt officially met the 7:3 Sorcerer until you were assigned a very lengthy mission together. Still, as soon as you started to learn about him from others at Jujutsu High, you knew your tattoos had to stay hidden at all costs.Ā
Gojo, a man world-famous for understating things, had described Nanami as āa bit of a grump sometimes,ā and you had even seen poor Ijichi nearly in tears at the thought of disappointing the severe blonde. So, in other words, you were right fucked. At the very least, you planned to hide the tattoos so you could make it through the next few weeks without aggravating your partner every time he laid eyes on you.Ā Ā
You saw Nanami briefly on the day before your mission, and the suited man cut such a clean, no-nonsense figure that you were certain of two things. First, he would absolutely hate the ink on your skin. Second, youād simply pass away from embarrassment if the achingly handsome man ever had a negative remark about the sentimental art.Ā
Under normal circumstances, you wouldnāt even bat an eye at someoneās poor opinion of you- actually, youād probably respond with a cheeky grin and a crude gesture- but Nanami was different. He was respected and loved by so many other sorcerers despite his serious nature, and he was infuriatingly attractive. No man had ever been more your type; at some point, you considered going to a shrine to interrogate the gods about when they read your grade-school diary because Kento was the golden-haired prince of your dreams.Ā Ā
Thankfully, it was the middle of winter, and all the forecasts called for was endless snow.Ā
āEven the weather is on my side,ā you murmured cheerfully as you packed for the mission, dutifully shoving every long-sleeved shirt and pair of pants you owned into your small suitcase. Everything was in place, and you had accounted for every possibility⦠or so you thought.Ā
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The driving, snow-laden wind stung your face as you sprinted toward the last curse, sword in hand. You could barely feel your lips or fingers, chilled to the bone and beyond exhausted, but this was the last one. The pitiful creature that skittered across the snow in front of you was the only curse left standing. It kept you from a warm bath and a strong drink back at the hotel, and if you let it get away now, youād never catch up to it again after the storm.Ā
āCāmon⦠just a little bit more,ā you bargained with your aching body, groaning inwardly as the curse seemed to gain more ground.Ā
The heavy snowfall muffled every sound and drastically reduced your visibility. Some small voice in your head screamed for caution, for you to go slower, but it was wholly overshadowed by your need to be warm again as fast as possible. Weirdly enough, that small voice sounded exactly like Nanamiās.Ā
Suddenly, the curse tripped with a yelp, and you pounced on it with feline grace, ready to finish it off. A sickening crack rang through the air the instant you sank your blade into its body. You looked in horror as the ice underneath the curse shattered, revealing a roiling abyss of water below.Ā
āShit!ā You screamed and dropped your sword, latching onto the ice's edge as the curse sank in a silent struggle.
It fell out of sight as your gloved hands slid on the ice, the loss of purchase sending your body further into the glacial water. You whimpered in pain, almost daring to believe that any second help would arrive- that Nanami would be next to you. Darkness swam in your vision, and your pain seemed to dull. You fought to keep awake, dimly aware that sleep meant never waking up again.Ā
āN-Nanami, p-please⦠Help...ā You begged into the uncaring snow.Ā
Suddenly, a strong force grabbed your arm and hauled you out of the frosty water, picking you up almost effortlessly. You instinctively buried your face into your saviorās warmth and were rewarded with the deep, spiced notes of Nanamiās cologne.Ā
You tried to mumble something, but the blonde sorcerer quickly hushed you, āNo, save your strength. You have to stay awake. Promise me that youāll stay awake.āĀ
You couldnāt miss the panic in his voice as your eyes fluttered shut.Ā
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*Warmā¦. Content⦠Safeā¦.*Ā
It felt like liquid sunshine had been poured into your veins, thawing every inch of your frozen body. You were curled against something large and warm⦠Something that smelled wonderful.Ā
Nanamiās hushed voice washed over you, thick and slow like warm honey, āHow are you feeling?āĀ
You slowly opened your eyes, and your heart immediately jumped into your throat. Your body was pressed against Nanamiās, your head tucked into the soft crook of his neck as if it were the most natural thing in the world. His bare, muscular chest was pushed directly against your plush breasts, his skin radiating pure warmth as the scent of his cologne made your head fuzzy.Ā
With that image now firmly seared into your brain, it took another second for the rest of your thoughts to process. The first was good news: you were alive unless the afterlife was identical to your hotel room. But the secondā¦. Well, maybe drowning wouldnāt have been too bad because you couldnāt feel that you had any clothes on.
āNanami?ā As you spoke, your voice sounded panicked and far away, almost distorted to your ears. āWhere are my- what happened?āĀ
His head shifted slightly against yours. You couldnāt see his face, but Nanami sounded as uncomfortable as you felt. āI needed to get your body temperature back up⦠Shoko once told me that skin-to-skin contact was the best way to prevent hypothermia.ā
You werenāt sure if you should slap the Doctor or send her a bottle of liquor as he continued, āI did my best to respect your privacy, but it was necessary. I apologize.āĀ
Nanamiās apology sounded so blunt and detached that it stung. Your face burned at the thought of him undressing you, immediately replaced with a feeling of growing horror. Surely, he couldnāt have missed all the tattoos as he removed your clothes?Ā
āOh god⦠He must think Iām disgusting.āĀ
Your thoughts and insecurities began to pile up as you lay in his arms, silent and stewing in your mortification. The two of you had grown vaguely close in the past two weeks- close enough to have dropped most honorifics and pretenses with each other. Outside the mission, the two of you had spent time idly chatting about life, and youād developed a comfortable routine around each other. You had even almost worked up the courage to ask him out for coffee when the mission was over.
Nanami spoke again, disrupting your thoughts, his voice tentative beneath a forced layer of calm. āI can close my eyes and let you dress if you feel up to it.āĀ
You could only nod worldlessly as your face burned red in embarrassment. His arms dropped away from your back to untangle the layers of blankets that sandwiched you two together, and you bit back a groan of protest.Ā
āAlright, youāre good to get up.āĀ
Nanami rolled over, facing the opposite wall. You winced at the sting of cold air as you slipped out of bed and away from him, quickly noticing that the only light in the room was from two large candles and the fireplace. Another groan fell from your lips, āDonāt tell me the power is out.āĀ
āUnfortunately,ā came the curt reply. āThe storm dropped enough snow to block the roads and cut off the power.Ā
āWe better get some fucking hazard pay for this,ā you swore quietly.Ā
Nanami was silent for another minute; under any other circumstance, your comment mightāve made him chuckle, āI set out some clothes for you. Theyāre thicker than the ones you brought.ā
You opened your mouth to argue but instantly shut it. You knew he was right. The black pajama set you favored was cute and long-sleeved but made of thin material.
āIf youāre sure.ā You sighed in resignation as you dug through your own bag for socks and underwear. The only two things you had left were a cotton thong and a pair of thick winter socks with bears stitched on them. You committed to your fate, slipping on the sweatpants and blue thermal shirt Nanami had set to the side before turning back around.Ā
As soon as you did, another image permanently seared itself into your brain. Nanami lay on his side, hair mussed from its usual neat style, and you were treated to a mouthwatering view of his muscular back. His skin glistened, reflecting the flickering firelight, and your mouth went dry. It was all too easy to think about him looking like this after a more intimate activity.
āW-what will you wear?ā You managed to force the sentence out.Ā
āI have the pair of pants Iām currently wearing, but you have my last shirt.ā Nanami paused momentarily. The usually self-assured sorcerer was oddly hesitant as he spoke again, more quietly this time. āI hope it wonāt bother you.āĀ
You stared at the back of his head incredulously. āYou? Bothering me? Nanami, you just held my naked body for I donāt even know how long to keep me from freezing to death. Youāve seen whatās all over my skin. I probably disgust you now, and youāre worried about bothering me?ā
Nanami froze mid-breath, turning to lie on his back and stare at the ceiling. You couldnāt see the expression on his face in the low light, but you could feel intensity rolling off him in waves. āYou really think that Iām disgusted by you?āĀ
You clap a hand over your mouth, cursing yourself for letting that slip. āI-I donāt- I mean, I donāt want you to beā¦ā
Your voice felt thick, your mouth dry like it had been stuffed with cotton as you covered your eyes and wished you could magically disappear into the ground. You were so distracted that you didnāt notice Nanami slide out of bed and cross the room.Ā Ā
A gentle pressure suddenly appeared on your shoulder, and you looked up, jumping slightly as Nanamiās warm coffee-colored eyes gazed into yours, his hand firmly gripping your shoulder.Ā
āIām not.ā His voice was rough and strained. āI could never beā¦. Fuck, you have no idea, do you?ā
You blinked slowly, the look on your face akin to a deer caught in the headlights. Nanami squeezed your shoulder to emphasize his next point, āI have spent the last few hours pointedly trying to ignore how beautiful I think you are.ā
āButā¦ā
Nanami held up a single finger, a motion for you to wait. He removed his hand from your shoulder and extended his arm for you to see the black ink nestled against his inner bicep. āBelieve me more now?āĀ
Your gaze washed over the neat, tidy lettering. The tattoo was Roman numerals- a date? You raised your hand slowly, gently tracing your fingertips along the lines as if entranced. Nanami shuddered at your touch.
Ā āCareful, now.ā He warned. āI canāt do much more of this.ā
āHm?ā You stepped back to give him a bit more space, but your eyes were instantly drawn to the massive bulge in his sweatpants, the outline of his erection clear against the fabric.Ā
āI have been trying to be a good man. I have been trying to be a considerate mission partner.ā Nanami sighed tersely, his muscles flexing in the dim light as he reached up to push his golden hair away from his face. āI told myself that having a- a crush on a mission partner was juvenile and unprofessionalā¦ā
A slight blush crossed the usually stern manās face. āI wanted to ask you to dinner after we returned- to do this properlyā¦. but when I started taking off your clothes and foundā¦āĀ
His sentence trailed off as he gestured up and down your body, and your heart lurched.Ā
āYou found?ā You questioned softly, almost not daring to believe your ears.Ā
āYouāre a work of art,ā Nanami murmured. āI need to know if Iām making you uncomfortable⦠the last thing I want is for you to feel forced into anyth-āĀ
He didnāt get to finish before your soft lips collided with his. Your eyes fluttered shut at the taste of him, savoring it. Nanamiās hands instantly returned to your body to pull you in even closer. He held you closely as if you were the most important thing in the world, and you melted against him, sighing gently.Ā Ā
āNo, youāre not.ā You whispered against his lips. āI feel the same way about you.āĀ
His large, battle-calloused hand cupped your face with heartwrenching tenderness. Nanamiās thumb caressed the swell of your lower lip before he tilted your head back so he could look into your eyes. The tender, intimate gesture pulled a quiet sigh from you, and Nanami chuckled, a low, rich sound you felt in your bones.
āWhat do you want from me right now, beautiful girl?āĀ
His gaze was intense and magnetic as it drew you in, causing desire to blossom in your lower body. Its electric tendrils wound throughout your veins at the sound of Nanamiās rich voice. You were usually so outspoken and confident, but this damned man made your head swim.Ā
He stroked your cheek again, āI need you to use your words. Can you do that for me?āĀ
Another sharp pang of arousal pierced your heart and fell straight through your core like a shooting star. āI want you, Nanami. I-I want to have sex with you. I want more than that, but right nowā¦..please.āĀ
You trailed off, acutely aware of how your pussy subtly ached and fluttered at your own words. It begged for attention, the small scrap of cotton underwear you wore already damp with arousal. Nanamiās small smile turned into a rather roguish grin, voice rough and low. āGood girl. Let me take care of you.ā
Nanamiās praise forced another whimper from your lips as he pulled you flush against him. One of your hands splayed against his chest, the other tangled into his fine hair. He captured your lips in a searing kiss; you felt the thick strain of his erection press against you so insistently, even through the layers of fabric you both still wore.Ā
With one swift motion, Nanami swept you up and off your feet. You wrapped your legs around his waist, keening as you rocked your aching pussy against his cock, forcing a hiss from the usually stoic man.Ā
āToo many clothes,ā you whined, drawing another short laugh from your lover.Ā
āAs much as I want to see more of your lovely body, weāve gotta keep you warm, pretty girl.ā Nanami cooed, nipping at your bottom lip. He pressed kisses down the column of your neck as he pulled your hips down, encouraging you to grind against him again. āFuck, thatās it.āĀ
You swore you could cum just like this, humping his clothed cock like a desperate schoolgirl eager for her first fuck. The friction between your bodies moved the seam of your panties against your swollen clit, making you cry out. His lips returned to devour your cries of pleasure, your kiss becoming desperate, filled with tongue and teeth.Ā
āāNami, pleaseā¦. not like this. Wanna cum on your fingers.ā you beg, unable to stop yourself from chasing your rapidly approaching orgasm, despite your plea.Ā
Nanami growled, swiftly crossing the room to deposit you on the edge of the bed. āNo, Iām going to taste you first. Youāre going to cum on my tongue.āĀ
You sobbed, both from his sinful words and from the loss of his body against yours, as Nanami hooked a finger into the waistband of your sweats. He slid them down and threw them across the room unceremoniously, causing you to giggle.Ā
That same giggle quickly turned into a wanton moan as his thick finger reached down to ghost over the scrap of cotton that barely covered your pussy from his gaze. Your legs fell open, begging him for more, and Nanami tskād softly, his legendary impatience flaring to life.Ā
Through the heady haze of your lust, you felt Nanamiās fingers hook through your underwear in two different spots. His cursed energy flashed, and his fingers tore through the material like it wasnāt ever there.Ā
āNanami Kent-!ā You didnāt get the chance to finish chastising him before he knelt with predatory grace, cupped either side of your hips, and pulled your hips closer. He licked a fat stripe through your glistening folds, and your head fell back against the bedsheets; the last syllable of his name instantly turned to a cry of ecstasy.Ā
He chuckled again, lazily dragging his tongue along the same path before pressing a light kiss to your clit, āIāll buy you more,ā he murmured, āNeeded to taste you.āĀ
You whined as Nanami grazed your clit, the pressure enough to tease but not enough for true satisfaction. He spread you open with his fingers and watched in desperate fascination as your pussy seemed to beg for him, soaked and clenching around nothing. Your back arched off the bed as Nanami took the small bud between his lips and sucked.Ā
He growled in approval, the sensual timbre of his voice traveling through your body and causing your cunt to clench again, āSo perfect.ā
Nanami held you firmly in place with his arms as he continued his blissfully torturous assault on your body. He alternated between sucking your clit and thrusting his tongue into your core, feasting on you with abandon like he needed your taste to live. Every so often, his nose tapped against your swollen clit, and you saw stars.Ā
You moaned his name as Nanamiās clever fingers traced your opening, and you nearly cried as one thick digit fully slipped inside. He moved the finger experimentally, completely entranced by the way your velvet walls fluttered around him, begging him to stay inside you.
āNeed to cumā¦. please.ā You sob, desperately trying not to wrap your legs around his head and hold him in place forever.
āYouāre doing so well for me- so fucking beautiful.ā Nanami praised roughly and slipped another finger into you, scissoring them and stretching your walls experimentally. Your back arched off the bed again as he leaned down to tongue your clit at the same time. His fingers caressed your g-spot insistently; stars danced in your vision, and the arousal in your body all coalesced into one aching, burning knot.Ā
āIt- itās too much⦠Nanami, nnnnguh ām gonna-āĀ
Your sentence broke off into a desperate, airy whine as Nanami sucked your swollen clit between his lips once more, sending you over the edge of a mind-shattering orgasm. His hands stroked the inked skin of your hips, and you sobbed his name as he greedily lapped up the cum from your soaked folds. You gazed between your legs and watched, enraptured, as Nanami slowly stood and licked your cum off of his fingers.Ā
āAbsolutely delicious,ā He groaned appreciatively at the taste, and you whimpered in response; the sight was easily one of the most arousing things youād ever seen. You rubbed your thighs together, wholly lost to desire, the movement shifting the blue thermal you still wore even higher up your body. The fabric moved against your pert nipples, giving them enough friction to tease.
You tipped your head back as you rolled one of your nipples between your fingers with a practiced flourish, and Nanamiās impossibly hard cock twitched at the sight. If you were more lucid, youād have seen that he was just as affected by the show you put on. The sight of you toying with your plush breasts, wearing only his shirt, half your tattoos clearly visible, and nipples strained against the fabric ⦠If he were a weaker man, heād have already cum while still in his pants.Ā
āYou put on such a pretty show āf me,ā Nanami murmured as he slipped a hand into the band of his sweatpants, his gaze heavy-lidded, content to watch you play for a moment. However, you had other ideas. You flashed a coy, lust-addled smile and reached your foot out, tucking it next to his hand to gently tug at the waistband, a clear signal for the pants to come off.Ā
āSo impatient,ā He chuckled roughly, instantly complying with your demand. Finally, you were treated to the view youād been dreaming about. Nanami stood before you, completely nude and almost painfully aroused. A trail of neatly groomed, honey-blonde hair led down his toned abdomen, guiding your eyes to his deliciously hard cock. It was long, with a prominent vein that ran down the side to disappear before it met the thick, swollen tip.Ā
You spread your legs invitingly, and Nanami crawled between them, the bed dipping under his added weight. He stroked his cock experimentally, hissing as he traced the tip through your warm folds before kissing the tip to your clit. You whimpered at the lewd, wet sounds, your pussy fluttering desperately every time his swollen tip circled your entrance.Ā
āPlease, Nanamiā¦.ā You meweled, hips rocking involuntarily against him. He needed no further encouragement to slide into your warmth; Nanami hissed and groaned, slowly pushing into you, fighting the urge to just slam his cock inside your core. You took him in deeper, inch by agonizing inch, until his swollen cockhead kissed your cervix, and you sobbed in ecstasy.Ā
With another low growl, Nanami rocked his hips slowly, watching you fall apart at the unhurried drag of his cock against your velvet walls. āLike that, pretty girl?ā
You babbled and whined complete nonsense, biting and kissing into his shoulder as Nanami began to thrust his hips at a faster pace, enraptured by the pearly ring of your combined fluids that coated the base of his cock. In mere moments, he was drilling into you with ruthless efficiency, the room filled with the pornographic sounds of your lovemaking.Ā
Every one of Nanamiās thrusts sent an electric shockwave of pleasure through your body, and you rocked your hips against him, desperately chasing another orgasm. You wrapped your legs up and around his waist, shifting your hips slightly, and his cock hit even deeper.Ā
āGood girl⦠Good fucking girl,ā he growled as your hips ground against each other. āTaking me so well... Cum for me one more time- shit, I need to feel you cum on my cock.āĀ
Your nails dug into his back and arms desperately as the tight coil inside you built and built until it shattered completely. Sparks of blinding white flashed in your vision as your orgasm burned through like wildfire, and your pussy clenched around him desperately. Moments later, Nanami came with a look of sheer bliss on his face. Ropes of his warm cum coated your walls, stuffing you and giving you a feeling of delicious fullness.
A few minutes passed in blissful silence as you both caught your breath. Nanami made no real move to pull out, and you weren't complaining. Instead, he simply maneuvered into a lying position, pulling you close with his cock still buried deep inside you.
Ā āItāll help you stay warm tonight,ā he murmured lovingly, tucking all the blankets back into place around your intertwined bodies.
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