Valentine

Bakugou was thinking of going on a last minute mission in the next town over and you were frustrated. You’d waited so long to have some alone time with your husband and yet he was going to throw it all away for work… as usual.

It was always the same fight, one you’d had since you started dating more than a decade ago. But things were different now; you were both so much older than the eighteen-year-olds you once were when you first started dating and Bakugou was quick to put an end to the argument, apologizing immediately.

Fortunately another hero was able to go to the last minute mission which meant Bakugou was able to stay home. He refused to make the same mistakes he made as a teenager and during your first marriage again. He couldn’t lose you again.

And so you were cuddling in bed, your head pressed against his chest when you looked up at him and he looked down at you, feeling your gaze on him. For a moment neither of you said anything and Bakugou ducked his head down pressing his lips to yours.

Your lips moved gently against his, your fingers caressing the back of his neck. Bakugou kept your pace, not having his usual sense of urgency to devour you when he was overcome with his own lust. He wanted to take his time with you. 

You gasped against his lips when you felt his fingers rub circles on your clit over your panties. He made direct eye contact with you, watching as you whimpered under his hand. 

He slid your panties to the side and sunk two fingers inside your pussy. You moaned as he curled his fingers back and forth inside you.

“Feel good?” He murmured, his voice more raspy and hoarse from lying in bed for so long.

You nodded with a shudder, gripping his bicep as he wound a tight arm around you. “S-So good.”

You pressed your forehead to his chest, your mouth falling open as you moaned and moaned. Bakugou used his free hand to tilt your chin up so you were looking at him again.

“Wanna see your face,” he mumbled and kissed you again. He swallowed your whimpers, slipping his tongue into your mouth. He gently swiped his tongue against yours.

“K-Kats,” you moaned, pulling away and looking right into his eyes. “Need you.”

Bakugou was quick to pull his fingers out of you, setting the comforter that draped over your bodies aside as he climbed over you. His body hovered over yours and you impatiently guided his dick inside, moaning as he sunk himself deep in you.

“Move,” you whined and Bakugou laughed, kissing your head.

“So impatient,” he said with a shake of his head. 

His hands pressed against the mattress on either side of your head and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he began thrusting into you, your hands clutching his back. 

The bed creaked with every movement and the TV continued to ramble in the background. But neither of you paid the sounds any mind. You were both focused on each other, focused on the way Bakugou’s crimson eyes bore into yours and the way his body rocked into you.

“I love you,” Bakugou grunted, leaning down and resting his forehead against yours so his breath fanned over your face. 

There were tears in your eyes, both from pure pleasure and the love you had for the man before you. “Love you– too–” You choked through your moans, the feeling of Bakugou’s thick cock kissing your sweet spot and stretching you out was pure euphoria.

“Sorry– for yelling–” You said in between your whimpers. “I-I don’t like– when I yell at you–”

“It’s okay, baby,” Bakugou murmured, closing his lips over yours. “I’m sorry, too.”

You cried as Bakugou picked up his pace, his heavy breathing matching the sounds escaping your lips. Your fingers dug into his back and he pulled one of your hands back, entwining his fingers into yours. 

His grip was tight around your hand and you clenched your thighs around his waist as you felt your legs shake, your orgasm hitting you like a tidal wave. It didn’t take long after that for Bakugou to sink himself as deep inside you as he could as you felt his come seep in you.

Bakugou fell to his side, his cock still inside you twitching and pulsing. You kept a leg around him, pushing his hair back from his forehead that had stuck down with his sweat. 

“We used to fight so much when we were dating,” you said with a sigh, reminiscing on such a long time ago.

“Yeah,” Bakugou said, utterly exhausted. “It was usually my fault.”

You frowned, shaking your head. “No, I was hard on you. I wasn’t used to being with someone who works as much as you.”

You let out a laugh, holding his hand in yours. “Everything pisses you off,” you said, making Bakugou give you a playful nudge.

Bakugou put an arm around you and you both watched the movie in relative silence, both tired from your workdays and just wanting to bask in each other’s company. You had one hand on Bakugou’s stomach, a finger caressing his abs that was more distracting than comforting for him.

He also noticed you fidgeting more than usual, changing positions in the way you were sitting but always making sure you were touching him. 

That should’ve been his initial sign that something was wrong.

“I feel… weird,” you mumbled, sitting up slightly.

“Weird how?” Bakugou asked, looking at you. To his surprise, you had beads of sweat on your forehead and your breathing had quickened.

You grabbed the front of your shirt, pulling it back and forth to cool yourself. “It’s so hot.”

Bakugou brought a hand to your forehead. “Baby, you’re burnin’ up.”

He touched your cheeks and your neck to check your temperature, causing you to let out a whimper that took Bakugou aback.

You gripped his forearm, leaning into his hand cradling your face. “I-I need you, Kats…”

“What,” Bakugou said, absolutely bewildered and trying to figure out where this sudden change in mood was coming from. Then he put two and two together, his eyes widening. “Did you eat the chocolate that was in my bag?”

You nodded and Bakugou cursed under his breath. “Y/N, it’s an aphrodisiac.”

“What?” You exclaimed in shock. “I thought you just got chocolate for me! Why the hell do you have an aphrodisiac?!”

“The villains that got arrested today were trying to sell them illegally. I fuckin’ forgot to leave it at work for the cops to take it but I didn’t feel like goin’ back so I just kept it,” Bakugou said, running a hand through his hair.

“Kats– it’s too much,” you whined, rubbing your thighs together in an attempt to calm your aching core. “Touch me…”

Bakugou swallowed, his dick tightening in his pants despite what he thought. “T-This isn’t right…”

“Why not,” you complained, moving closer to him and swinging your leg over him so you straddled him. “It hurts,” you said softly, nestling your head in his neck and holding his shoulders.

You were subconsciously grinding down on him and he choked back a groan.

“Alright, alright, let’s figure this out,” Bakugou said and he carried you in his arms, walking into your bedroom.

He bent down to lay you on the bed softly and was taken off guard when you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down onto the bed. Before he could even react, you straddled his lap again and quite literally tore his shirt off.

“What the fuck? I didn’t know you had the strength to do that,” Bakugou said in amazement. 

You undid the buckle of his belt, yanking at his jeans. “Take them off,” you demanded.

“Yes ma’am,” Bakugou said and you got off his lap to let him take his pants off while you took your shirt and panties off.

Then you told him to lean against the headboard and you climbed on top of him again. Bakugou flinched when you grabbed his dick and he took hold of your wrist to stop you. “Whoa, baby, wait.”

“Why,” you whined, elongating the word. 

Bakugou let out a laugh. Even in this insane situation you were so damn cute. “Gotta make sure you’re wet fi–”

“I’m wet, okay?!” You yelled, causing Bakugou’s eyes to widen. “I’m soaking wet! And if you don’t put your dick inside me right now I’m leaving!”

“Okay, okay,” Bakugou said in an attempt to appease you. You took his breath away as you grabbed his face and kissed him, your lips practically eating at him. You moaned loudly as you ground down on him, your folds gliding on his hardened length.

You both moaned together when you finally sunk down on him, his cock pressed against your clenching walls. You didn’t waste a second as you gripped his shoulders and started raising and lowering your hips, bouncing on his dick.

“Fuck,” Bakugou cursed, his hands gripping your ass. You were already a blubbering mess, whimpering and whining as his mushroom tip fucked you.

“S-So good,” you moaned, throwing your head back.

Bakugou watched you in awe, thrusting his hips up to match your movements, causing you to be even louder. This was the loudest he’d ever heard you and he was certain your neighbors could hear at this point.

“Coming– I’m coming–” You whimpered, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I got you, baby,” Bakugou murmured and he fucked up into you, causing your toes to curl as you buried your head into his shoulder.

Your orgasm hit you like you ran straight into a brick wall and you clenched so hard around Bakugou’s cock he came right after you, both of you moaning and groaning together.

Bakugou leaned against the headboard, out of breath as you also caught your breath. “You okay?” He asked and you pulled away from him and Bakugou gasped as you started moving your hips again with his dick still inside you.

“It’s not enough,” you said with a gasp. “Need more.”

“Fuck, I don’t think I have it in me today, baby,” Bakugou said in between his breaths. He was so damn exhausted.

He was shocked to see tears stream down your cheeks. “I-It hurts, Kats. Please do something,” you begged.

“Fuck, okay wait,” he said in a rush as he lifted you off of him. You felt like your body was on fire, every part of you throbbing and needing to seek relief. 

Bakugou leaned over to your nightstand, opening a drawer and pulling out a pink vibrator. He knew you used it when he’d be gone on missions. He didn’t like using it but this was a completely different situation. 

“C’mere,” he beckoned, pulling you back to him so your back pressed against his chest. You sat in between his legs and he propped your legs up, spreading them apart.

Bakugou turned the vibrator on and you let out a yelp when he held it to your clit. You instinctively grabbed his forearm and his leg, grinding into the vibrator.

“Oh my god–” You gasped, throwing your head back onto his shoulder. “More, Kats, more–”

Bakugou pressed the side button on the vibrator, raising the intensity of the vibrations, sending electrifying jolts through your body. 

“Feel good?” Bakugou mumbled in your ear. 

You turned your head, looking up at him through wet lashes and nodded your head vigorously. Words weren’t even coherent for you in the moment as you continued to moan and writhe beneath his touch.

You started creaming against the vibrator, your pussy squelching even louder and your nails dug into Bakugou’s skin as your second orgasm hit you, your legs shaking. 

Once you leaned against him again, Bakugou took that as a sign that you were done and turned the vibrator off. But you grabbed his wrist, looking back at Bakugou. His dick was hard again, pressing against your lower back.

“Fuck me, Kats,” you whispered. “I need your cock in me.”

“Holy shit,” Bakugou muttered, kissing you and shoving his tongue in your mouth. Any energy he lost from working and fucking you moments ago came back to him with the way you were grinding against the vibrator right in front of his cock.

Bakugou lifted you back up and slid his dick inside you again and whimpered loudly. He turned the vibrator back on and you cried when he held it against your clit again.

“Hold it,” Bakugou commanded and you shakily held the vibrator in your hands, pressing it to your clit. 

He grabbed your thighs and started fucking up into you once again. He held you up by the back of your knees and you were screaming by that point, choking on your sobs from how good his cock felt inside you. It was as if your sex drive and libido had been dialed up to a million, like you needed to be chained down and fucked repeatedly to be satisfied. 

“That fuckin’ candy’s got you needy, huh,” Bakugou cooed.

You lazily nodded, seeing stars as you kept the vibrator pressed against you despite how overstimulated you were feeling. “Need– you– Need your– dick,” you said in between your gasps. “C-Come inside me– Kats– Want your– come–” You whined.

“Shit,” Bakugou cursed and he sank you down onto him, so deep you could feel every ridge and vein of his cock as he came. You clenched around him, milking every last drop and you curled your toes, practically throwing the vibrator back onto the mattress as you squirted. You sprayed the sheets, crying and moaning as you did so.

Bakugou dropped your legs, completely out of breath, stamina, and energy at that point. You had to be satisfied, Bakugou thought. Three orgasms should be enough. Hell you even fucking squirted to his surprise.

“Katsuki,” you whined and Bakugou raised his head as you looked back at him, teary eyed and still sitting on his cock. You reached over and grabbed the vibrator again. “More,” you said so softly like a cry.

“Fuck those fuckin’ chocolates,” Bakugou muttered under his breath, panting still since he could barely recover from having to come twice himself. “Alright, c’mere.”

He took the vibrator from you, wrapping an arm around your chest and pulling you back to him. He turned the vibrator back on and held it to your clit. You clenched around his cock and he groaned in response.

Bakugou turned your head so you were looking at him, your body shaking from the back to back to back orgasms.

“S-Sorry,” you stuttered.

Bakugou pressed his forehead to yours and kissed you softly. “Don’t gotta apologize, sweetheart,” he mumbled, increasing the intensity causing you to choke on a gasp. “I’m gonna get you through this.”

Tears streaked your cheeks again as you started to pant, your body so warm and slick with sweat and your own arousal. 

“So good, Kats–” You moaned. “So full–” You practically hummed.

Bakugou chuckled and kissed your cheek, your tears wet on his lips. “Gonna come again?”

You nodded and he pressed the vibrator so hard against you, you were convinced it would tear a hole in you. You writhed beneath Bakugou’s hold, overcome with pleasure and stimulation. Bakugou felt you creaming on his cock again as you clenched and tensed, your body continuing to tremble as you overcame your fourth orgasm.

By the end you were both out of breath and Bakugou turned the vibrator off, assuming you were okay now. You were slumped against his body, your cheek pressed against his collarbone as your body still trembled. Bakugou lifted you up off his dick and set you back down onto the mattress gingerly. 

But the effects of the aphrodisiac still hadn’t left your body, the throbbing sensation still flowing through you like an animal in heat. But you were so exhausted and you laid on your side, sobbing into the mattress.

“Y/N,” Bakugou called out in concern and he slid his arm under you, holding your upper body in his arms. “You okay? Talk to me.”

“Kats,” you cried, squeezing your eyes shut. “I-It’s not enough– I need more–”

“What the fuck,” Bakugou said breathlessly as you squeezed your thighs together in hope of some friction. “The fuck am I gonna do? I’ll take you to a hospital–”

“Neither of us… have the energy for this…” You said, still catching your breath. “I don’t wanna go to a hospital.”

“But you’re in pain,” Bakugou said. “I’m not gonna sit here and watch you like this.”

You nodded weakly. “It still hurts, Kats. I-I shouldn’t have eaten that stupid chocolate.”

“Fuck, I’m sorry, baby,” Bakugou said and he moved closer to you.

“Y-You should go to sleep, Katsuki,” you said, fighting back whimpers. “I’ll deal with this– in the bathroom–”

“Fuck no,” Bakugou refuted. “How the hell am I supposed to sleep knowin’ you’re goin’ through this?”

“But you’re so tired a-and you’ve been working all day–”

“I don’t give a fuck,” Bakugou huffed. He pulled you back into his arms, pulling the comforter back and laying your trembling body down. “Just focus on me. Don’t think about anythin’ else. Just look at me.”

You nodded slowly and Bakugou lied beside you, propping himself up with his elbow as he looked down at you. He trailed his hand down your body, beneath the comforter, and then slid two fingers easily inside you.

You gasped, your hands grasping the back of his neck as he pressed his forehead to yours, your breath fanning over his face as he rocked his thick fingers back and forth inside you.

“I don’t care how many times I’ve gotta make you come,” Bakugou murmured, his lips touching your cheek so softly. “I’m not lettin’ you go through this by yourself. I’m stayin’ up all night if I’ve gotta.”

Your lips trembled as genuine tears welled in your eyes. “O-Oh, Kats–”

Bakugou lost count of the amount of orgasms you had after that. He was focused only on you and no matter how much his fingers cramped and ached, he didn’t let up for even a second. He was determined to help you get through this, holding and cradling you in his arms through the whole thing as he kissed away your tears. 

You fell back onto the pillows as Bakugou grabbed a towel to clean himself and you up as best as he could. “Fuck, made a mess,” he said to you and you weakily laughed. He laid back beside you. “Feelin’ better?”

“Mm,” you hummed in confirmation, your eyelids feeling heavy from pure exhaustion. “I think… it’s gone.”

“Good,” Bakugou said, lying on the pillows and stretching out his arm so you could lay on him. You pressed your cheek to his chest. “I’m givin’ that chocolate shit back and I’m beatin’ the shit outta those villains again ‘cause of what they did to you.”

You laughed. “Well… they didn’t personally do this to me. I just ate the chocolate without questioning it.”

“Don’t defend them.”

You chuckled, wrapping your arm around his torso. “I’m sorry, Kats.”

“I told you, you don’t have to apologize,” Bakugou said, finally closing his eyes as he was on the verge of succumbing to sleep.

After a few moments you said, “Kats?”

“Hmm,” he hummed in response.

“Can we go to sleep… with your dick inside me?”

“Just go to sleep, Y/N.”

And there it was - Megumi’s tiny, seemingly mindless slip-up that got you into this mess in the first place. One that had poked some raw, primal part of Toji so dangerously awake.

The one that had Toji splitting you in half with his aching cock, hips pressing so hard against yours that it almost hurts. Fucking into you in slow, languid motions of his hips, while he drinks in your sobbed out little, “Ah- Hngh- Toji, s’too much I-” 

Lazily, he thumbs open your folds even more, watching in awe at the way his seed dribbles and oozes down your thighs, seeping into the mattress. It takes him a while to form the words, too hazy from how warm and sloppy you were inside. 

“Too much?” he drawls, with the audacity to sound genuinely taken aback. “I don’t think it’s enough, ma.”

It’s the only warning you get - barely - before he laces his fingers on top of your head to take him deeper, snapping his hips harder. Sloppier. Sensitive cock stinging with sensitivity, balls squeezing painfully. It hurt, but it hurt so good. And Toji wasn’t even sure if he could cum again. But he was milking his cock on your pussy like he was gonna fill you up until he physically couldn’t anymore.

“B-but m’so full.” you babble, mouth dropping into a fucked-out little oh! as you look down at the way you were swallowing him up so well. “Dunno if I can’t hngh- t-take anymore.” 

Oh shit, had he said that out loud? Ah, who gives a fuck. Because Toji was chuckling in surprise, stuck on the way you could still form coherent sentences - he had to fix that, of course. 

“Shhh. Don’ worry about it. Jus’ need to fill you up- ah, fuck a baby into ya, ma.”  he gently kisses away those big, fat tears rolling down your cheeks. “All you gotta do is sit there all pretty n’ take- it-” 

Hand snaking down to toy with your swollen clit - frenzied, barely-circular motions just to get you off. Because shit he can’t just stuff you full of his cock without getting the mother of his future kids off, right? And he let you know, of course. Maybe he was whispering sweet nothings in your ear - probably it was just promises of how he was gonna fill your pretty lil’ cunt till morning comes and Megumi was gonna be the best big brother and-

“-m’gonna make ‘em breakfast. And you’ll dress ‘em up. We’ll read oh- them bedtime stories and-” he’s babbling so pathetically into the crook of your neck now. “-an’ tuck ‘em into bed- Oh, fuck fuck fuck.” Drunk off your pussy and the heavenly feeling of his heavy balls squeezing so dangerously, letting his hips go out of control now. “And then- hngh, and then-”

“T-then what?” you let out such cute sobs into his open mouth, seeing stars behind your eyes each time he ravages you.

“Ya really wanna know, ma?”

Somehow, his words have you squeezing around him so good. Enough that it’s almost difficult to move inside you. Enough that Toji doesn’t even realize that he’s cumming and cumming so hard that you’re bloated with his seed. Squelching out of your quivering pussy and soaking his cock as he doesn’t even think of stopping even as you keen at your poor overfilled pussy, teeth latching onto your earlobe as he holds you still for him. 

“And then…” Toji’s hot breath fans your face, voice guttural and sounding like he was losing a little bit of his sanity with each thrust. Hips moving again and again to fuck his cum deeper into you. “And then m’gonna fuck another one into you.”

♡ NANAMI KENTO - Lonely? No problem!

“Aww, m’sorry. Did I make you feel lonely, my love?” Kissing your lips softly, running his hands all over the pretty lil’ lace covering your body - just barely, of course. “Did I leave my pretty lil’ wife all alone in this big house?” 

You give him a pouty little nod, and oh does that do something to Nanami’s heart - and his achingly hard cock. And he can’t help but pull the drenched fabric of your panties further to the side, greedily honing in on the way you glisten and clench around him. 

“Well, we should fix that, right? So that my pretty baby is never alone in here.”

You would be reassured by his answer - had it not been for the way Nanami doesn’t even wait for your reply. Instead, looking straight into your eyes while he pushes his thick cock deeper inside you. Not even fucking preparing you as he usually would.

“Oh! Oh, mm fuck-” And it’s all you can do to buck into his touch and just fucking take it while he grunts at the slight resistance. For once in his life more concerned about trying to fuck desperately into your dripping cunt than whether or not your poor pussy would hurt herself trying to take him. 

That merciful, practical little part of his brain going slow to let you adjust to his massive cock - because, well, he couldn’t break the mother of his future children. Now, could he?

But oh how you’d beg to differ with the way Nanami fucks into you in languid , shallow grinds of his hips. No matter how many times Nanami stuffed you full of his cock - his size never failed to disappoint. Stretching you out, fingers swiping at your clit, expertly grazing against all the right spots he knew so maddeningly well. 

“Two or three?”

It takes you a second to register that he’s waiting for your answer - too delirious with the way your husband’s splitting you apart deeper and deeper on his cock. Leaving neat crescents of his nails on your hips as he holds your slutty pussy still. 

“W-what?”

“Two or three?” Nanami gives your pulsing clit a little smack! as if to get your attention, hips stuttering ever-so-slightly at the way you squeeze his thick cock in surprise. “How many babies am I fuckin’ into you, my love?” 

Oh. Oh, shit. You weren’t making it out alive.

But were you really complaining? No.

Swallowing thickly, “Ah! Fuck, Kento- wan’ two.”

And maybe you’re a mastermind, maybe you’re an idiot. Because nowhere is the gentleman that you married, Nanami’s spitting on your quivering cunt once. Twice. Watching like a predator stalking his prey at the way it misses - purposefully, splattering against your inner thigh.

Smearing it all over your pussy and your panties - which he was too impatient, too starved - to remove. Messy. 

It’s all Nanami needed to do before he’s bottoming out completely. Pressing his forehead against yours in such a sweet motion, even though his hips were so mean. Drinking in your delirious whines as his heavy balls smack your ass. Over and over-

The duality making your head spin as he fucks his cute lil’ wife dumb, part of his sanity dancing away with his restraint every time your slutty hole sucks him up so deliciously. 

“Shit. More?” he grunts, sounding absolutely wrecked. Moaning at the way you tug at his hair, legs wrapping around his toned waist as if to urge him to go faster. Deeper. Begging. Begging him to ruin you. More more more- 

And, of course, what his girl wants - she gets. Because Nanami’s dragging his weeping tip across your swollen folds, all the way out till he’s collecting your sweet juices on his head. “Better take it like my good wife then.”

Then he’s pushing and pushing inside your tight pussy, but not like he was before. Jagged, desperate grinds of his hip - no adoration, no warmth. Just fucking you like his little slut, high off the idea of fucking his cum into you till you couldn’t walk. Till you were so full of him that he’s all you could think of. “We’ll have such beautiful babies, my love.” 

“Shit shit shit, Kento- yer gonna ruin me-” you’re whining, body torn between arching into Nanami’s unforgiving cock and running away. 

As if you ever had a chance - he was holding you so bruisingly by the hips, gasping into your mouth. “Shhh, that’s the point.”  Fucking you so filthy, each word punctuated by his out-of-control hips, so harsh and unfocused with lust that those tufts of blond at his base scratch your sensitive nub. And the feeling is so fucking obscene that you barely hear the words that follow. “You jus’ focus on taking care of my babies, n’ m’gonna be the one to ruin this pretty cunt- The one to fill you up- fuck. ”

Nanami throws his head back as you squeeze the soul out of his throbbing cock, so pent-up and needy that you’re creaming all over his cock already. And of course, Nanami isn’t any better - because with a strangled groan of your name, he’s cumming. Hard. almost painfully so. 

“N’ you’ll never be lonely, cuz everyone’s gonna see you and see me. I did that.” 

Jolts of electricity going all the way from his heavy balls to the thick, hot ropes of cumming filling your dripping pussy. Painting it all a desperate, desperate white.

And shit was Nanami an entirely different man tonight. Pulling out ever-so-slightly, only to admire his seed gushing out of you - so lewd and his. 

“Y’know what, my love, I don’t think two will be enough after all.”

♡ GETO SUGURU - Pretty (and his)

“Awww, pretty baby.” Geto purrs, in such a dangerously low voice, smacking his tip - so red, and angry - all across your swollen folds. He bites his lip at the way his cum spills down your legs, pooling onto the hardwood floor with a deafening tap! tap! tap! “Y’want it so badly, huh?”

“Shit- hngh- please!”

You don’t know what you’re begging for - maybe release. Maybe mercy. Maybe to be anywhere but here - shoved against the wall right beside the front door, dress hiked up, almost your way to go clubbing with your friends before your beloved boyfriend had caught you. And stuffed you full of his cum, at least.

Whatever it is, Geto only gets messier, teasing your sloppy hole by slamming in - just barely grazing that one spot. And pulling out completely, watching you clench and glisten in the dim lighting. In. And out. In and out in and-

“Sugu!” you squeal, tired of the way he was having way too much making such a mess of your pussy. Swiping at your slick, and shoving his seed back into you - smirking at the obscene mess. 

“Mhm?” he nods absent-mindedly. Eyes flitting between your ravaged pussy and that absolutely adorable pout on your lips. Chuckling, “What~? If I cum in this cute pussy one more time, you’re sure to get pregnant, y’know.” 

Scoffing, “Shoulda thought of that when you came inside me the first time.”

Geto rolls his thumb over your sore clit - just as a little punishment - breath hot against your ear as he whispers raggedly.  “And are you complaining, gorgeous?”

“N-no…” 

“Then?”

He’s licking little circles at the crook of your neck now, in time with the maddening, frenzied patterns on your cunt. Enough friction to keep those pretty lil’ whines spilling from your swollen lips, but still teasing you just enough to have you bucking and keening onto his aching cock for more more more-

“Please! I jus’ want your cock, Sugu-”

All it takes is your broken little whimper, and it’s like something snapped - because Geto’s plunging into your plushy walls completely. Finally giving you an ounce of that friction you’ve been craving for so long. Only half the man he was once before while fucks into you deliriously. 

“F-fuck. Love it when you’re so messy f’me.” he’s hissing lowly, as if you could be anything but messy. As if he’s not pulling you back by the hair to bounce you like some slut, hips snapping mercilessly. As if he isn’t absolutely ruining you.

And maybe if you were in any better state of mind you’d have said something about the pure disrespect in his cock. Fucking you nothing like the sweet sweet whispers he was muttering in your ear, ragged and hoarse with desire.

“Gonna fill you up, huh? Give me some cute lil’ babies?” he groans,nibbling on your earlobe, fingers pressing down around your throat so the only response he gets are wet gurgles. Ones that go straight to his twitching balls, as Geto keeps running his mouth pussydrunk. “They better have your personality, don’ wanna share my pretty girl. Isn’t that right?”

So mean. Just babbling like you rarely get to see him - usually the ever-graceful Geto Suguru. Now, drunk on your tight pussy and the image of you with a little baby with black hair and him - there for it all. His perfect little family. 

“Gonna be the perfect momma, huh?” 

Geto only gets a broken little whimper in response - one that almost makes him want to go easy on you. Almost, instead, he settles for breathing out a ragged, “Fuck fuck fuck, yeah, gorgeous. Squeeze me s’tight like that - jus’ like that jus’ like that-” 

Trailing such a delicate finger up your legs, Geto pools that sinful mixture of your slick and his cum on his fingertips - before shoving them unforgivingly in your mouth. The slightly salty taste was so addictive on your tongue - and, hell, you aren’t even mad that you’re running late to meet your friends.

Smirking as you gag and mewl around him, he only gets sloppier. Faster. Licking a long, languid stripe up your neck, just knowing that he’s gonna cum inside your cute pussy harder than he has his whole life. Have your poor pussy bloated with him him him- “Now, yer gonna go to that lil’ party of yours jus’ like this. And everyone’s gonna know who you belong to.”

♡ CHOSO KAMO - Can’t help himself

“N-no, swear-” Choso lets out a broken little whimper into the crook of your neck. Feet flat on the bed, hips bucking up mindlessly over and over to where you were splayed out so prettily on top of him. So messy and dripping all over his glistening cock. “Gonna ngh- be the last one- I s-swear.”

You’ve heard this broken little mantra before - and you knew it wouldn’t end well for your poor pussy. Especially not with Choso bullying his weeping cock back into your snug cunt. “But, Cho!” you gasp, “We’re out of-”

He knows you’re out of condoms. But, really, does it matter?

Because shit were you like the gates of heaven spread wide open for him. And, well, here he was - completely pussydrunk, two rounds and a still rock-hard cock later. The only thing on his mind from then on was to not paint your pretty pussy white with his seed, no matter how much he wanted do. 

“Last time, baby. Promise I won’t cum inside.” And then he’s batting this long lashes so unfairly up at you. So fucking beautiful with his dark hair untied, lips swollen, eyes-half-hooded and miles away. And, well, how could you say no to that?

And you’ve barely gotten out your delirious little nod before Choso’s wrapping two strong arms around your waist, pulling you so intimately closer like he worshipped you - while he fucks your hot cunt like anything but. So hard that you knew it would leave marks - your nails on his chest, his balls on your ass, fingers on your waist. 

God, you were squeezing so desperately around him and he just thinks he might just cum right then and there. So fucking perfect that Choso knows he’s never buying another box of condoms ever again. 

“F-fuck, feels s’good. Love having you so deep n’ messy inside me.”

You were going to be the death of him.

“Hngh- fuck fuck fuck, yeah? You like that, baby?” he groans lowly. Abs burning and flexing each time he rams his cock into your tight pussy, absolutely loving the way you were leaking his cum all over the sheets. 

“Shit- I-” 

“Yes, Cho~?”

Face burning in embarrassment, choking pathetically on his words, Choso instead lets his hips do the talking. Strained whimpers of your name leaving him each time he bullies his painfully twitching cock through your plushy walls.

Voice cracking almost-embarrassingly at the end as he rambles, “Oh my god- y’feel so fucking good wrapped around me, baby. Wanna- hngh-” Trying his very best to sound like every cute lil’ whimper didn’t make his thoughts steer into the dangerous territory of how pretty you’d be with his kid. Of a little girl with dark hair and your eyes and-

You. His hips speeding up now, so sloppy with now rhyme or rhythm. How round and glowing you’d be with his kid. You, how everyone would know that he was that ruined your pretty pussy n’ got you this way. You, you, you-

“Wanna cum in this cute pussy, baby.” He finally confesses. Hips getting so messy - mindless, quick little jabs that have you keening on top of him, balls squeezing painfully. “Wanna fill y’up until you can’t take it anymore, fuck you so full until we have a pretty baby. Can I, baby? Please don’t say no please please-”

And at this point all you can do is whine and buck your hips to meet his merciless cadence, letting Choso crane his neck and kiss you senseless. “Fuck yeah. Thought you’d never ask-” you mutter, muffled around where he was sucking on your lips, like they were his favorite candy. “Want you to cum inside me, Cho.”

Well, you didn’t need to tell Choso twice because no sooner have the words left your lips before he’s giving you one harsh thrust. Veins throbbing against your gummy walls, again and again. 

Tears pricking his eyes as he cums with such a guttural grunt of your name. “Gonna have a pretty lil’ girl.” Both white-white pleasure and the image of you and him and his daughter flashing behind his eyes. “She’ll look just as beautiful as you, baby. N’ have your cute smile.”

Your own orgasm is nothing more than a few tingles, overstimulated and limp on top of Choso as stuffs you full of his seed. Thick, white ropes that gushing all the way out of your snug pussy, smearing all over his twitching balls. 

You could get used to this.

And it’s such a heavenly feeling that Choso barely registers his hips moving again, as if on instinct. Fucking mindlessly into you again. Again and again. Gasping, breath hot against your ear. 

“Only one more, baby. Promise.”

♡ RYOMEN SUKUNA - A reward

“F-fuck, woman” Sukuna grunts, fingers so bruising on your hips as you slide down his throbbing erection. Inch by fucking inch, keening at the delicious burn. “Y’act so innocent but you’ve got such a slutty lil’ pussy, huh?”

As expected, the only response he gets is an incoherent babble of agreement. Your eyes watering, drool dripping down the corner of your mouth as you struggle to take him. And his sharp eyes narrow in amusement at the sight of his painfully inexperienced consort’s pretty cunt sucking him up so eagerly. Hips stuttering and leaking your sweet, sweet so sloppily juices all over his thighs.

Humans were always such interesting little creatures.

“Tch.”

Slow ones, too, apparently.

Because immediately, Sukuna’s stuffing himself into your sloppy pussy as far as it would go. Groaning at the resitance, a large hand pumping his cock slowly - enticingly - as he fucks his hips in quick, shallow little thrusts, just to fit himself inside your snug cunt. 

And you needed to breathe in and out maybe, relax your plushy walls, but Sukuna wasn’t going to wait. Why would he? He had his favorite woman - not that he’d ever let you know - sat on his lap, legs spread so shamefully and bouncing on his thick cock.

“F-fuck.” his jaw falls slack ever so slightly, groaning at the feeble resistance against his massive cock. Still only half-inside you but still pushing relentlessly. “S’like your pussy was made f’me, brat. Milking me so well.”

“Shit shit shit- hah- ‘Kuna, feel s’good-” you gasp, thighs quivering with the pressure to meet his rough cadence. And Sukuna huffs out a low laugh at your audacity to call his name, feeling charitable enough today to forgive this transgression. 

Instead toying with your pretty clit, pinching and rolling between his thick fingers, loving the way you buck and squeal his name. 

“Hmm, feels good?” he hums dangerously, amused at your barely-lucid little nod. Fucking into you like his personal fucktoy - his favorite one. “Good ‘nough to give me an heir?”

At this your eyes snap open - but not for long because you just have to screw them shut again with Sukuna finally bottoming out in a quick, harsh thrust. Splitting you apart deeper and deeper on his cock, veins throbbing a maddening little bump! bump! bump! matching your heartbeat. 

You barely have the time to breathe out a sigh of relief before he’s fucking into you. Unforgivingly. Like the monster he claims to be. All the blood draining into his achingly dick at the idea of fucking his cum into you until you couldn’t walk. 

And he tells you - chuckling at the cute lil’ ah! ah! ah! leaving your mouth each time his fat head hits your cervix. “Y’want that, my little slut? To be my cute plaything to breed? Help m’make the next king of curses?”

Fuck, you don’t know if you’re reeling more from the way he was ramming his cock into you or the way he was talking to you in that mean little tone. 

“Mmm- yes! Yes yes yes!”

“Use your words.”

“Wan’-” you hiccup, batting your lashes at him so tearily, in a way that makes Sukuna’s heart thump so strangely. An uneven little beat matching the led rhythm of his hips. “Wan’ your cum- gonna give you a kid.”

So cockdrunk and delirious, you barely register the way he wrestles your arms behind your back, using it like leverage to bounce you harder and harder on his cock. Only looking up at him with such cute lil’ heart eyes as Sukuna uses you as he pleases. 

“Fuck- fuck fuck fuck yeah?‘ he gasps into your open mouth. Teeth latching onto the crook of your neck, biting down right over your pulse. Dangerous. “Gonna make me an heir so powerful. Have him treat you like a queen n’ kill everyone that doesn’t? Ya like that, my lil’ slut?”

“Shit- ah- I want that s’bad, ‘Kuna.”

Knock! Knock! Knock!

And oh how pretty you look, cunt clenching and all surprised at the knock on the door - some lowly human here to beg for their life, maybe. But it doesn’t matter, because Sukuna’s only licks away the big, fat tears streaming down your cheek, hips burning while he breeds you like some animal. Hard, and almost violent.

So it only makes sense that your orgasm was the same, breathless and shaking on Sukuna’s lap while he fill you with his hot seed. Thick and intoxicating. Hips unstopping, just animalistic little movements from such a carnal part of himself. Over and over-

And you’re so fucking drunk off of your lord’s cock that you barely even realize when he’s thumbing your ravaged cunt open. Letting his cum drip all the way down to his gaudy throne, on full display for whoever was about to-

“Come in.”

It’s adorable how you try to scramble off his lap, trying - and failing - to cover yourself up as the door cracks open. 

“Not yet, woman.” Sukuna grasps you in an iron-hold grip, dangerously sharp nails tethering right at your throat and your hips. Starting to drag you up and down on his swollen cock once more with no concern or care for whoever was about to enter. “Gotta make sure it takes.”

It was filthy. 

Completely debauched. And exactly where you wanted to be. You and your lord - and maybe your future heir, too.

♡ GOJO SATORU - Give ‘em what they want!

“Hah- f-fuck imagine- Imagine I fucked the next s-strongest into you right now.”

Oh. 

You knew by the look in his eyes that something was off - that something hadn’t gone well in that meeting with the elders. Really, it was a miracle he attended in the first place, but somehow you had an inkling that this was the type of something that would have you needing a miracle.

That was three hours ago.

And fuck did you need a miracle - because Gojo had you splayed out on top your office desk, his cum spreading in a pool beneath, you throbbing cock stuffing in and out of your snug cunt while you try not to alert the entirety of Jujutsu High about how needy the great Gojo Satoru was being right now.

Gojo’s ramming his swollen dick into your poor, overstimulated pussy like he was drunk off the sight of you all cockdrunk and in a tight mating press. Moaning at the sting of painfully hard erection twitching inside you, and your nails running down his back. 

Not even bothering to let you adjust this time before he’s fucking you again and again and-

You think it’s a bit unfair, really. Because who were you against the strongest? Well, the pretty lil’ wife who’s going to give him his successor, apparently. 

“Shit- wouldn’t that be funny?” he lets out a humorless laugh, wrestling your legs further and further apart. Eyeing the way you suck him up lewdly, “If I made my kid the strongest n’ just wiped these old fossils out?”

“T-Toru- we’ll get ca-”

“Caught? Who fuckin’ cares, they want a Gojo successor n’ they’re gonna get one.”

He’s letting out his frustration in the way he chases both your highs for the - well, you lost count which orgasm it was at this point. Letting you stain all over the expensive desk as he yells out little curses into your mouth.

And oh how you want to kiss that little furrow in his brow, to whisper away his stress - but, no, the only thing getting Gojo out of this bad mood was to fully and thoroughly ruin his girl’s cute lil’ cunt. 

But Toru-” you sob into his open mouth, hips bucking wildly for more. “What if I can’t give you the strongest…” You know you’re babbling deliriously, little insecurities you didn’t even know you had coming to the surface as it really hits you that shit this is your Gojo. And he’s here. And he’s fucking you until he’s sure you’re pregnant.

“Who gives a shit?” he licks away the big, fat tears streaking down your face. Salty on his tongue while he plays with your pretty clit, rubbing quick, tight little circles on it. 

As if to emphasize his point, Gojo brings his fingertips to his mouth with a lewd pop! So blissfully wrapping his lips around them. Darkened blue eyes rolling to the back of his head at the taste - it only spurs him on more. 

Fingers immediately back down on your clit. Frenzied - like he couldn’t wait any longer, like it killed him to not see you cum again. Body bowing into yours, hand digging and bruising on your hips as he holds your filthy pussy still on his cock, 

“Fuck, gonna give it all to you, sweetheart. M’gonna train them to be the strongest n’ protect their pretty mommy.” 

Sloppy, he was so fucking sloppy - such a mess of teeth and spit and pure desire to paint your walls white. 

“Gonna have my eyes, huh? N’ your hair. Fuck they’re gonna regret bringing this up.” Babbling little nonsenses that drove you mad. He sounded so fucking pathetic, crazed with lust. “Ooooh they’re gonna regret it.” Overstimulated enough that it hurt.

Kissing the side of your ankle beside his head, lacing his fingers together to pull you further and further down his rock-hard cock. Sloppy and moving with no rhyme or reason. “Because they fucking hate me. All of ‘em will look at our kid n’ you - so round and pretty and see me. All me.” 

Now, you’ve heard of orgasms that come out of nowhere - ones that have you convulsing and gripping onto Gojo - the desk, his shoulders, his hair. And this was no different. “Ah! Hngh, Toru m’cumming m’cumming oh-”

Delirious, white-hot pleasure cracking behind his eyes, Gojo’s pumping hot thick, hopes ropes of cum into your poor, overfilled pussy. And shit no thrill of taking out the elders could compare to watching the way his seed drips down the side. Slow, and thick, pooling at his quivering balls as he fucks you like an animal. Over and over and-

“Hey, sweetheart, y’think if I cum in you again, they’ll come out twice as strong?”

“...”

“Ohgod—! Valko —mmhp. . I- I need a break!” You hiccup out through loud wails and breathless moans, shivering and trembling widely from the overwhelming pleasure Valko has bringing for hours after hours. 

Your voice is completely battered and high pitched from how much you’ve been screaming in ecstasy every time Valko forces his thick cock into your drooling hole, pushing you over the edge over and over until he’s reduced you into a babbling mess. Godd. . how long has it been since your boyfriend trapped you on the bed?

Keeping you immobilized in the meanest mating press, rough hands splayed on the underside of your soft thighs— forcing your thighs to stay glued to your plump chest.  

“G- god. . you feel sooo good ‘round me—! This pussy is just so —nghh, t- tight ‘n. . hckk— wet” Valko stutters out, shameless with his words. 

“Needa’ f- fill you up —fuckk! wanna’ -haaah ohfuck, wa- wanna fill you up till your dripping m- my cum out, baby” he pants out between groans of your name and breathless whimpers, his terry digging into his bottom lip till scarlet trickles from the small punctures. 

With a broken, whiney voice, you loudly squeal out his name— tears trickling down your flushed cheek as fresh tears waters in your glossy eyes. When he leans down to be closer to your exhausted body, the angle only has his thick cock sinking even deeper into your creamy pussy. . eliciting a sweet wail, your body uselessly writhing. That hungry mouth of Valko’s finds itself suckling on the exposed and sensitive skin of your neck, tongue dragging along your sweaty skin. 

With each push of his hips, thick cock plunging deep into your raw and swollen velvety walls, his thick cum pours down the delightful curve of your ass. . staining the messy fabric below. Needily, Valko suckles the skin of your neck aggressively, a wet pop filling the room when he pulls away to admire the pretty mark he left. Your flavor; sweet, inviting, and addictive lingers on his tongue, cock bobbing in your gooey, white- covered walls.

“N- noo — mmhp! ne- need more of this sweet, baby!” Valko whines out pathetically, his grip tightening on your poor thighs— surely there will be a bruise on your tender flesh. 

The thickened knot at the base of his cock pulses widely, kissing at your swollen pussy lips with every mean thrust. 

“Valko—!” You gasp out, shivering violently when his lips find your sweet spot on your neck, submitting to his own instincts. . those sharp canines of his drag along your poor skin until you conceive his mark.

Your velvet walls convulse and squeeze so tightly around his cock, a lewd squeal torn from you when your pussy erotically sprays your juices on Valko’s abdomen. He tears a whiney shriek from you when one of his hands slides from your thighs to rub firmly and roughly at your swollen clit— groaning in pure delight when more jets of your juices sprays from your over sensitive cunt.

“Nnngh—. . ohfuckk! H- haah, ca- can’t take it! Too much—!” You moan out, throwing your head against the pillow, hair sprawled out. 

“C’monn, le- lef me —nghh fuckfuckfuck. . fill you with my pups, baby” He groans out in a primal tone, cock twitching and drooling thick beads of precum in your walls.

He’s soo close, knot throbbing painfully as it begs to be buried deep in your creamy pussy. You barely manage to arch your back, shouting out his and when your cunt is stretched out by the thick swell of his knot. Valko whines, drool seeping from his lips to drip on your neck as his knot slowly and slowly spreads your hole wider to accommodate the extra stretch. 

It slips in with an obscure and loud squealchh, eliciting loud moans from both of you as it just presses deeper and deeper into your poor pussy. Valko opens his mouth wide, groaning as he bites at your neck, sharp teeth piercing into your until blood seeps from the small punctures. . his tongue smoothing the aching area— you let out an ear piercing scream, sobbing as you feel his wet tongue smearing against your sensitive skin.

“Haaah—! Ohfuckfuckfuck! V- Valko. . hckk” You wail out, a new batch of fat tears pouring from your glossy eye as your hole lewdly slurps his knot until it is seated deep in your cunt.

“Ju- just like thatt. . nnghh— y- you take me soo well—!” Valko whines out, closing his eyes tightly, shoving his nose into your hair to sniff up your delicious scent while his tail wags fastly. 

Valko’s balls twitch and tighten as thick ropes of his cum shoot deep into your spasming hole— your belly bloated from how much he’s been filling you up. Your pussy throbs and aches, a small ring of cum forming around his base, his balls throbbing against your ass as his cock throbs. . shooting more and more cum into your sloppy hole. And with his knot stuck and plunging your cunt, your trembling and whining from the fullness— not knowing what to do with yourself.  

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you raise an eyebrow and look at your short nails. “won’t that hurt?”

he holds your nails in his palms and presses on the edge of them, feeling for the sharpness. “sweetheart, these wouldn’t even hurt a pup. you remember i’m a werewolf, riiight?” he smiles. “i’ve been scratched by newborns with longer claws.”

you hum and consider it. “well… even if i did want to scratch you, my nails would break before they got long enough.”

valko pats the tops of your hands and lets them go, going back to cooking. “i’ll pay for you to get acrylics. any shape, length, color you want- you could even get a design.”

“are you sure?” you ask skeptically. despite knowing that your boyfriend was rich rich, you still felt bad spending his money.

the very next day, you had long stiletto nails in a deep plum color.

valko was ecstatic when he saw them, but paused when he examined them further. you’d gotten his initials painted on your ring fingers- a suggestion from the nail artist. you’d been worried it was too much… what if valko didn’t like it?

…valko liked it. probably a little too much, considering how he was fucking you so deep into the memory foam mattress that you were sure your indentation would be there for years to come.

“nnghhhh!! ‘ko- shit!” you breathed out, gasping for air as his thick cock drilled against your cervix.

your nails pressed dully into his skin, not quite scratching or piercing the skin.

valko groaned and moved forward, pressing your knees fully beside your head into a deep mating press. “scratch me. dig your nails in- hmmmm.” he whined out.

you pressed down harder, raking your nails down the expanse of his back and raising the skin in red streaks.

“yes- fuck, perfect. harder, dig in harder, i know you’re strong. show me how strong you are.” valko’s breath hitched and he let out a pleased moan when you followed his instructions.

you whined and babbled incoherently about how good he felt, how deep he was in you while your nails left scratches on his back in every direction.

you mindlessly clawed at his skin, searching desperately for something to hold onto and he fucked you harder than you’d ever felt.

“s’ good.. such a good mate, so accommodating, scratching the shit out of me.” valko praises, voice gruff in your ear.

“mmhmmm.” you whine. he switches his angle ever so slightly, hitting upward and bullying the spot deep inside you that makes your vision white out.

you screech and dig your nails into his back hard, hard enough to make him groan and stutter.

“fuck! cumming- cu- shit, holy shit.” valko moans out, collapsing on top of you as he fills you the condom full of his thick cum.

you’re both in a hazy sort of bliss that only sex can give for a handful of minutes after. you’re only brought out of it when valko stands to go get a warm towel for you and your eyes meet his back- your canvas.

you gasp and sit up weakly. "valko!”

valko turns, on high alert and scanning the room. “what- what? fuck, don’t scare me like that-”

“your back is bleeding!” you interrupt, crawling towards him on shaky limbs.

valko pauses and reaches to touch his back, looking at his bloody fingers. “oh.”

“i’m so sorry- oh my god, i’m evil, i’m terrible!” you ramble, tears brimming your eyes.

when you look up at valko, he’s… smiling?! ear to ear, at that! “what the hell is the matter with you?! i injured you!” you yell, tossing a pillow at him in frustration.

valko smiles and walks to the edge of the bed, cradling your cheek with his clean hand. “you marked me up, just like every good mate should. here, take a picture for me.” he grabs his phone from the nightstand and hands it to you, turning around.

you open the camera and snap a picture, trying not to drool over it. you’d marked him up good- he had red streaks in all directions, blood trickling from most of them. weirdly, the sight made a new wetness form between your legs.

valko looked at the picture cleared his throat, a flush rising on his cheek. something else rose, right beside your face, thick and leaking pre again.

since that day, your nails were always done and valko’s back was always painted ruby red.

a/n: no one be sad!!!! everyone be happy!! valko lives on, i promiseeee yall everything will be okay. do you really think mama rhi would let anything happen to our valko? no!!

tag: @colonelkaboom @sweetcalebb @heartyluv @rafayelkisses @wetforsylus @angeleclair @insidious-innocence @xaviersbunny @deepspacenova @silverianni @paintedperidot @luvleixo @gardenialily @xinghuisknight @theerogueprincess @otomegameinlove

you raise an eyebrow and look at your short nails. “won’t that hurt?”

he holds your nails in his palms and presses on the edge of them, feeling for the sharpness. “sweetheart, these wouldn’t even hurt a pup. you remember i’m a werewolf, riiight?” he smiles. “i’ve been scratched by newborns with longer claws.”

you hum and consider it. “well… even if i did want to scratch you, my nails would break before they got long enough.”

valko pats the tops of your hands and lets them go, going back to cooking. “i’ll pay for you to get acrylics. any shape, length, color you want- you could even get a design.”

“are you sure?” you ask skeptically. despite knowing that your boyfriend was rich rich, you still felt bad spending his money.

the very next day, you had long stiletto nails in a deep plum color.

valko was ecstatic when he saw them, but paused when he examined them further. you’d gotten his initials painted on your ring fingers- a suggestion from the nail artist. you’d been worried it was too much… what if valko didn’t like it?

…valko liked it. probably a little too much, considering how he was fucking you so deep into the memory foam mattress that you were sure your indentation would be there for years to come.

“nnghhhh!! ‘ko- shit!” you breathed out, gasping for air as his thick cock drilled against your cervix.

your nails pressed dully into his skin, not quite scratching or piercing the skin.

valko groaned and moved forward, pressing your knees fully beside your head into a deep mating press. “scratch me. dig your nails in- hmmmm.” he whined out.

you pressed down harder, raking your nails down the expanse of his back and raising the skin in red streaks.

“yes- fuck, perfect. harder, dig in harder, i know you’re strong. show me how strong you are.” valko’s breath hitched and he let out a pleased moan when you followed his instructions.

you whined and babbled incoherently about how good he felt, how deep he was in you while your nails left scratches on his back in every direction.

you mindlessly clawed at his skin, searching desperately for something to hold onto and he fucked you harder than you’d ever felt.

“s’ good.. such a good mate, so accommodating, scratching the shit out of me.” valko praises, voice gruff in your ear.

“mmhmmm.” you whine. he switches his angle ever so slightly, hitting upward and bullying the spot deep inside you that makes your vision white out.

you screech and dig your nails into his back hard, hard enough to make him groan and stutter.

“fuck! cumming- cu- shit, holy shit.” valko moans out, collapsing on top of you as he fills you the condom full of his thick cum.

you’re both in a hazy sort of bliss that only sex can give for a handful of minutes after. you’re only brought out of it when valko stands to go get a warm towel for you and your eyes meet his back- your canvas.

you gasp and sit up weakly. "valko!”

valko turns, on high alert and scanning the room. “what- what? fuck, don’t scare me like that-”

“your back is bleeding!” you interrupt, crawling towards him on shaky limbs.

valko pauses and reaches to touch his back, looking at his bloody fingers. “oh.”

“i’m so sorry- oh my god, i’m evil, i’m terrible!” you ramble, tears brimming your eyes.

when you look up at valko, he’s… smiling?! ear to ear, at that! “what the hell is the matter with you?! i injured you!” you yell, tossing a pillow at him in frustration.

valko smiles and walks to the edge of the bed, cradling your cheek with his clean hand. “you marked me up, just like every good mate should. here, take a picture for me.” he grabs his phone from the nightstand and hands it to you, turning around.

you open the camera and snap a picture, trying not to drool over it. you’d marked him up good- he had red streaks in all directions, blood trickling from most of them. weirdly, the sight made a new wetness form between your legs.

valko looked at the picture cleared his throat, a flush rising on his cheek. something else rose, right beside your face, thick and leaking pre again.

since that day, your nails were always done and valko’s back was always painted ruby red.

a/n: no one be sad!!!! everyone be happy!! valko lives on, i promiseeee yall everything will be okay. do you really think mama rhi would let anything happen to our valko? no!!

tag: @colonelkaboom @sweetcalebb @heartyluv @rafayelkisses @wetforsylus @angeleclair @insidious-innocence @xaviersbunny @deepspacenova @silverianni @paintedperidot @luvleixo @gardenialily @xinghuisknight @theerogueprincess @otomegameinlove

You felt it before your sex stupid brain could process it- this thick, swelling pressure at your already stuffed hole. Stretching you wider. Wider. Too wide-

His knot.

It shoved inside with a wet POP and you shrieked, back bowing clean off the mattress, nails carving bleeding trenches down his spine. The sudden fullness -that fat bulge locking him in, plugging you up, pressing against every sensitive nerve- had your vision whiting out again. Your cunt spasmed around him, another orgasm cresting before the last one even finished, milking his knot in desperate fluttering clenches.

“Huh? What happened?” Total confusion. His ears shot up, head tilting, “You alright babe? Did I do something?”

“Your- your fucking knot- fuckfuckfuck-“ you choked out.

“What?” He blinked down at you, all golden puppy eyes while his monster sized knot split you in half, “What's wrong with it?”

“Ser -seriously? Sh’too- It's s’too big-“

“It is?” As he smirks he shifts his weight and you damn near passed out, “seems fine to me?”

You laughed -or sobbed, hard to tell- and it broke into a moan when he rolled his hips experimentally. You grabbed his hand and shoved it down between your bodies, pressing it against the bulge in your lower belly. Obscene. Fucking obscene.

“Valko.”

He looked down. Blinked. His tail started wagging. Actually wagging!

“Oh wow.” Like he'd found something mildly interesting, “That's pretty crazy.”

“YEAH.”

“Does it actually hurt?” He pressed against the bulge with genuine curiosity and your eyes nearly rolled back into your skull. Tail still going.

“Do you- hahh- do you seriously not know- how huge-“

“Dunno, never measured?” He dropped a casual kiss on your forehead, sweet as anything, while his fat fucking knot throbbed like it was trying to reshape your insides. “Always been like this. Annnnd those noises don’t really convince me you’re in pain.”

You were gonna fucking murder him. Right after you finished losing your mind on his cock.

He ground down into you and you came so hard you forgot your own name, pussy clenching around him like a goddamn vice.

“Oh- shit- shit-“ Finally cracking, his voice going high and whiney, “Squeezing me so tight, you’re gonna make me-“

He buried his face in your neck and came with a broken whine, and you felt it- pulse after pulse of hot cum pumping into you, filling you up til your belly rounded out even more. His arms caged you in, tail thumping against the mattress as he bred you full.

“S'good,” he slurred against your throat…

“Valko,” you whimpered, brain leaking out your ears., “M'so full-“

“Mm?” He sounded so pleased with himself.

Still absolutely clueless.

Way later -who even knows how long- he was still on top of you, weight braced on his elbows so he didn't crush you. His knot pulsed lazy and another warm gush filled you up.

“Hey,” he mumbled into your hair, and you could hear the grin in his voice.

“Mm.”

“So...” His fingers walked playfully up your side, making you squirm- which only made you clench around his knot and whimper, “You think my knot's big, huh?”

“Shut up.”

“Nah but like-“ He propped himself up to look at you, smirking, tail swishing, “You were really loud about it. Pretty sure the neighbors know now.”

“I hate you.”

“Mmhm.” He rolled his hips just slightly -enough to make you gasp- and his grin widened. “That why you're still milking my cock right now?”

Your face burned, “I- I can't- it's involuntary-“

“Sure it is.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek, nuzzling, “S'okay baby. I think it's cute how much you love my huge knot.”

“I never said-“

“‘S'so fucking big Valko,'”he mimicked in a breathy voice, and you smacked his chest while he snickered. “'Your knot Valko, oh my god-“

“I do NOT sound like that.”

“You kinda do.” Another lazy grind. Another gush of cum. His eyes glittered. “Wanna hear what else you said? Got real creative toward the end there.”

You shoved at his shoulder uselessly. He didn't budge, just laughed and buried his face in your neck, pressing smiling kisses to your skin.

“M'just teasing, babe” His tail curled around your thigh, “youre cute when you're embarrassed.” He nuzzled the tippy top of your head.

“I'm gonna kill you when your knot finally goes down.”

“Mm, that's fair.” He snuggled closer, entirely unbothered, “Gives me like twenty more minutes to annoy you though.”

His hips shifted again, lazy and deliberate, and the noise you made was mortifying.

He can smell your juices, see the darkening of your panties when his pretty eyes flicker to your cunt. Pushing your thighs further, you drop the phone.

"Ah-ah," he bites your other thigh. Your hands come to tug on his fluffy ears, making his tail twitch side to side. Cock leaking. "Tell him you're busy."

"Fuck, okay," your shaky hand picks up the phone, your eyes getting lidded when his nose brushes your pretty pussy over those panties, you suck in a breath at it, fingers faltering. "mngh..."

"Tell him," he says in a soft little hum, inhaling you again, palming his cock to adjust it, feeling it swelling with how badly he wants to devour you. "If you wanna cum, you will."

"Fuck you're a brat," you mumble as he tugs you closer, shoving your knee up over his shoulder, nose inhaling your cunt again. "Are you gonna just sniff me !?"

"Till you answer," he sighs. "I could do this and cum."

"Freaky wolf, ah!" He bites your inner thigh, your juices just slippin' down further, in rivulets against his face, his glasses fogged up with his breaths. "F-fine."

Sorry Caleb - I'm busy tonight.

You show him the screen, and he smirks, a curve of his lips.

"Good girl."

Fuck.

Valko tugs your panties aside, looking at the mess your cunt is and moaning at the sight, tongue hot as it laps you from your ass to your clit, then back down, not just tasting - he's fucking lavishing you, spit soaked tongue dragging through your folds. "V-Valko I..."

"Good, good, good... good girl you're s-so... good," he's gripping you bruisingly now, slurping your messy, needy hole, the juices just pouring - his adam's apple bobs as he gulps you down, his glasses just slightly askew from the way he's drinking you. "Taste s'good... fuck..."

He could almost cum from the taste alone, greedily dragging his tongue from your slutty, quivering hole to that twitchy clit, all while you're gripping his hair with one hand, the other rubbing his ears. It feels so good as he lets you coat his taste buds, watching your eyes roll back in your skull.

You shatter so fast, but he's not even trying to make you cum - he just needs your taste, he needs your scent, biting your clit before he can stop himself, the action having you squirt right down him, all over his sweater and his collar. He laughs softly as you whine out, arching your hips, thighs quivering.

"Please... in me, mngh..." You see his slick face and blush, the dark mess you made on his sweater apparent as he takes it off, standing, his cock leaking through his sweats.

You go to touch him but you don't get a moment, he's got you turned and bent over the living room table, that sweater of yours gripped in his huge hands, claws ruining the material without him meaning to. He spits right on your cunt just to make it even messier, it's so wet she doesn't even need it, laughing as you arch, thighs shaking.

The phone goes off.

Valko hums a bit, looking at the message.

"Aww... he misses his 'pips'. Cute," Valko laughs, lost now - he's not the goofy little jerk you're used to, not when he's lining his reddened tip with your hole - no, he's feral. "Should we show him how you're doin'? Hmm, sweetheart?"

"N-no, psycho," you're wetter at the idea, and he notices, rubbing his tip up and down your slit, torturing you as you arch, begging for more. "In me, in me... in - ah!"

Valko slides his veiny, thick cock deep, his tail wrapping around his body and tickling you as he groans, head falling forward, that heavy weight pressing you down. He's as big there as he is everywhere, his grin against your skin felt before he bites your neck, shoving in fully.

"S'deep... you're..."

You're a babbling mess when he pins you there, twitching inside you, cock dragging your sweet spot and kissing it over and over again. You're a drooling mess the more he moves, the more his cock rocks in and out, thickening and swelling impossibly.

"Should call him, huh baby? Let him hear your cunt he wants s'fuckin' bad," Valko can't stand it then, thinking of anyone with the girl that should be all his, every instinct on fire. "All mine, yeah baby? Breed your messy cunt till you're all mine, can't even talk, can you?"

"Mhm," you're shattering when he fucks you faster, meaner, a hand on the table bracing himself as he bites your neck till blood drips, lapping it up so his lips are crimson, moaning against your skin. "Valko... please..."

"I'll give it all to you," he's sinking his teeth again - marking you his, ones he hopes last and last, as his cock is soaked, and your tacky walls are milking him. "Fill you so full, won't be able to see anyone, will you?"

You shatter with one more drag of his fat tip, and that's when it pushes him over the edge, his knot swelling as his cum fills you to the brim, coating your walls in white. He's biting your shoulder, your neck, your arm, everywhere he can, as that fat knot stretches you, hurting so bad you're in tears - but fuck it feels good.

"So much... s'much, V-valko..." you whimper as he moves that knot, kissing all the places he's marked you, moaning softly. His tail twitches as it tickles your skin, his ears curving down.

"Perfect, f-fuck you're so... oh baby I don't think it'll go down I..." He's never had this happen, not being able to calm it down, locked and knotted so thick in your tiny cunt. He keeps kissing you, moving back a bit, hearing your little sharp breath. "Want me to keep this cum plugged inside you? Hmm, breed you, baby?"

"Yes, yes," you're drooling, looking at him with dilated eyes, all covered in his marks. "K-keep it all.. in ... your knot it's so..."

"Mhm, I know baby," he's soothing you even as he rocks it in just an inch - back and forth, until he's pressing all his cum right against your puffy lil cervix.

You're cummin' again and again, but what you don't realize is...

Valko left Caleb all of that on a voice message </3

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