υ𝗌𝖾𝗋 ؛ kaizer ; calebs devoted wife. nineteen. main blog for my clutter and thoughts and where all follow, interaction and reblog happens.

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genuinely blushing

imymmm bae! 😍

especially when he’s got you pinned beneath him, buried so deep inside your tight, dripping cunt that you can barely think straight.

every brutal thrust has him dragging against every sensitive ridge inside you, slamming right into that spongy spot that makes your eyes roll back and your toes curl so hard they cramp.

his hips is snapping with that cocky, practiced rhythm, stretching you open around his thick cock like he owns every inch of your body.

the wet, filthy sound of him pounding into your soaked pussy fills the room, your juices coating his length and dripping down your ass with every deep stroke.

and he just can’t help himself.

the moment you start clenching and fluttering around him, moaning like a whore, that feral side of him takes over.

he leans down with a wicked grin, his eyes gleaming with pure mischief and hunger, and sinks his teeth into your skin very hard.

he bites down on the junction of your neck and shoulder, teeth digging in so sharply you yelp in pain, your whole body jerking violently beneath him.

“fuck- satoru!” you cry out, but he just moans like it’s the sweetest sound he’s ever heard.

he thinks you’re screaming because it feels that good.

“shit, baby… you’re so loud for me..” he groans against your bitten flesh, voice husky and dripping with arrogance.

his tongue laps over the fresh, throbbing mark before he bites down again, harder this time, right above your collarbone.

the sharp sting blooms into burning heat as he sucks hard, leaving a deep purple bruise while his cock keeps bullying that perfect spot inside you without mercy.

you scream again, a raw, broken sound that’s equal parts pain and overwhelming pleasure and it only makes him worse.

satoru chuckles darkly, the vibration traveling through your skin as he grinds his hips in slow, filthy circles, stirring his cock deep in your guts.

“yeah? right there, huh? keep screaming like that, sweetheart. you’re clenching so fucking tight every time i bite you… makes me think you love when i get rough.”

he shifts his angle, folding you nearly in half as he drives even deeper, another harsh bite lands on the swell of your breast, teeth grazing your nipple before clamping down.

the pain shoots straight to your core, making your pussy gush around him.

satoru’s lost in it, he pistons into you faster, harder, the headboard slamming against the wall as he chases his own high.

he bites your neck one more time, right as his fingers find your swollen clit, rubbing tight, mean circles.

the mix of pain and pleasure shoves you violently over the edge.

you shatter around him, screaming loud enough to make your throat raw as your walls spasm and flutter wildly.

satoru groans in satisfaction, hips stuttering as he fucks you through it, chasing his own release while still nibbling and sucking on your abused skin like he can’t get enough.

hellloo! ugh i wish! i found that pic on the pinterest

hi! no i’m nottt, i got that on a lyrics hehe

i’m ssmm sorry for the late response bae, just been busyyyy

boopp

you spot him across the crowded university library your boyfriend satoru leaning against a bookshelf his piercing blue eyes are narrowed, locked on you and your study partner.

the guy’s just a classmate, harmlessly going over notes for your upcoming exam, but satoru’s not having it.

his jaw clenches as the dude laughs at something you say, leaning a little too close.

before you can process, satoru’s striding over, his tall frame cutting through the room like he owns it — which in his mind, he probably does.

“babe.” he drawls, voice low grabbing your wrist without a hello. “we’re leaving. now.” your classmate stammers a protest, but satoru shoots him a glare that could freeze hell over.

“study session’s over, nerd. find someone else to bore.”

he drags you out of the library, your books forgotten on the table, heart pounding as he pulls you down the hall toward the nearest bathroom.

it’s one of those single-stall ones, tucked away in a quiet corner of the building, perfect for what he has in mind.

the door slams shut behind you, lock clicking into place, and suddenly it’s just the two of you in the fluorescent lit space, mirrors reflecting his possessive fury.

“satoru, what the hell—” you start, but he’s on you in an instant, spinning you around to face the sink, his body pressing hard against your back.

his hands grip your hips, fingers digging in through your skirt as he grinds his already-hard cock against your ass. “you think it’s cute? flirting with that loser right in front of everyone?”

“i wasn’t flirting,” you gasp, but the words dissolve into a moan as he yanks your skirt up, exposing your panties.

he hooks his fingers in them, ripping the fabric aside with a sharp tug ruined, just like that. “liar.” he growls, his breath hot on your neck. “you need a fucking lesson on who you belong to.”

one hand slides between your thighs, finding you already wet —traitorously so and he chuckles darkly, circling your clit with rough, teasing strokes.

“see? this pussy knows it’s mine.” you whimper, bracing against the sink as he frees his cock from his jeans, thick and throbbing, slapping it against your ass before lining up at your entrance.

no prep — he thrusts in deep with one brutal stroke, filling you to the hilt, your walls clenching around him like a vice.

“fuck, so tight…” he groans, pulling back just to slam in again, setting a punishing rhythm.

the bathroom echoes with the wet slap of skin on skin, his hips snapping against yours as he fucks you hard, each thrust a claim.

his free hand wraps around your throat not choking you, but to hold you in place, forcing you to meet his eyes in the mirror.

“look at yourself, getting railed in a dirty school bathroom because you couldn’t behave, this what you wanted? tomake me jealous so i’d remind you?”

you try to answer, but all that comes out is a choked moan as he angles deeper, hitting that spot that makes stars burst behind your eyes.

he smirks, leaning down to bite your shoulder, hard enough to mark, not enough to break skin. “say it, who owns this pussy?”

“you—fuck, you do!” you cry out, pushing back against him, chasing the building heat, he rewards you with faster thrusts, his hand dipping back to rub your clit in tight circles, the overstimulation making your legs shake. “that’s right. come for me, baby — show me you’re sorry.”

the orgasm crashes over you like a wave, your body convulsing around his cock, milking him as you scream his name.

yes very much alive ! im currently writing a fic