#!degradation

okita is so fucking mean to you. i mean you knew that getting into a relationship with him but damn, it's times like these when he was balls deep, nestled so far up your cunt that it really processed how rude he comes off, whether he means to be or not. but still, you can't really help the involuntary clenching of your pussy around his cock when he chuckles laughs derisively against the shell of your ear :(( you're back at his place-- his nice comfy apartment you always find yourself lounging at on your off days and on weekends-- and he's practically fucking you in the mattress. he's fucking you good and he knows it. damn cute bastard is what he is.

your back is against his lush pillows and sheets, now both legs dangling lifelessly off his shoulders, one of okita's arms was gripping the headboard for support, and the other would gracefully switch between your pulsating clit and having a hand on your throat. the purpose of his palm on your neck is to make you look at him when your eyes start to flutter backwards into your skull. he got a serious kick out of practically seeing all thoughts except for him leave your brain, and the way you squeezed around him just right whenever he would lightly choke you; he nearly came at least three times because you just feel so good and you're so beautiful, and all his. he got such a kick out of all of this that a mocking laugh escaped his pretty lips, his deep crimson irises darkened a shade but still seemed to sparkle with sadistic mirth from seeing you underneath him like this. "awwww baby, feels good? looks like you're enjoying yourself a little too much. here, let me help you out a little..."

and then he'd slow down. the bastard purposefully slowed down his thrusts to a lackadaisical roll of his hips against yours. he can feel your slick and cum (from when he sat you on his face) squelch and splatter against his pelvis and thighs whenever he slowly, but with rough precision, rocked against you. okita would throw his head back and curse, "fuck...you're so fucking t...tight, princess."

"goddammit! fuck, sou' p-please, please speed up! d-don't be so mean....i hate you." you huffed out a cry as you grinded your own hips back into him, trying to build up a rhythm and pleasure yourself. you didn't actually hate him and he knew that, you were just a little upset and emotional

okita's wine red eyes rolled back down to gaze at you trying to fuck yourself on his cock. a sinful smirk pulled at his lips as he watched you try to get yourself off. "'don't be s-so mean, sou'!' look at you, being so nice and doin' all the work for me. aren't you the sweetest thing?" your boyfriend's voice ascended a few pitches in an attempt to mock you. at this point, he damn near stopped moving completely, only giving you a few shallow rolls every now and then. he looked so....almost evil above you. but he was still devilishly handsome.

a pout immediately morphed onto your pretty, glossy lips and tears began to well up in your eyes, feeling frustrated he was teasing you yet again, especially when he was making you feel so good and you were so close to cumming. then without warning he leaned close enough so that his pale brown hair brushed against your face, then surprised you with a peck on your pouty lips. "you are just so fucking cute. relax baby, okay? i got you."

suddenly, he drew his hips back enough, until his pink tip nearly kissed your folds, and plunged all the way back to where he was before all at once, causing your back to arch into him like a cat. both of your moans were loud, choked out and desperate. the both of you felt heavenly encased in each other like this, neither of you wanting this moment to end. from that point on, okita got a little more serious, and fucked you like he loved you (cause he did, obviously) <3

his skirt was hitched up a little so his cock can be revealed, sliding in and out of your slippery cunt. the squelching was so loud that it echoes in the room as his thick cock stretches you out

kiyoomi always loved it when you cry. it was kind of disgusting at first, but it was strange how your fat tears and the little dribble of drool from being fucked so hard had his body reacting in so many ways. especially the harsher the words formed in bed, the fatter the tears. but with every degrading word he hits you with comes with a sweet kiss on your cheeks to capture each tear on his lips.

"look at you get so worked up over a fucking skirt." he spits out, causing you to moan out louder, "just a common school slut, let anyone use this damn hole."

though his words stung in your heart, it made your cunt flutter. your fists grip at the sheets next to your head. his hands tighten on your hips, lifting your lower half up with no effort. with the change in position and different angle of thrust already as you squirting around his cock. with a squeal, he speeds up to squeeze you dry and letting the skirt soak up the fluid.

"look at yourself, bunny," he'd say from behind you with your legs spread wide and cunt sucking his cock in, his hand wrapped around your throat to make sure you're not looking away from the way you're bouncing on his dick while the other gripping tightly around your thigh.

"you look like a proper fuckin whore, bunny, creaming around my cock like that," he'd tell you as he squeezes on your throat lightly, groaning at the way you clench around him when he does so.

"s-so close, r-rin, plea—" you babble out, your eyelids slowly dropping as you get closer to your orgasm, until you feel a harsh tug on your hair, forcing your eyes wide open, "are you so dumb you can't follow simple introductions, bunny? i said look at yourself while i fuck you like the desperate whore you are," he'd say as he thursts particularly deep, hitting the perfect spot that has you come completely undone as your legs quiver at the sensation with suna staring right at you through the mirror, all fucked-out with your juices dripping unto his thighs as he continues to fuck you through your high.

the blond haired shinobi only added fuel to the flame that licked at your sweet pussy with the filthy and downright disrespectful words that tumbled from his lips.

he clicked his tongue in fake annoyance at your unceasing mewls and moans, “you’re so damn loud. you gotta be more quiet baby, unless you want the whole hidden leaf to know how much of a slut you are for my cock?” the mockery that dripped from his tone, along with praises of how good you are to him for letting him humiliate you like this, caused your pussy to flutter around his length.

why did such words excite you? shame washed over you with every collision of his pelvis and your ass. but the dangerously lewd strokes naruto gave you, making you feel so full, was enough to make you get over it rather quickly.

he felt you clenching him even tighter than before, causing his eyebrows to furrow and a sharp inhale to escape from his throat. with a wicked & sharp toothed smile on his pretty lips, he let go of your hair, using both of his hands to anchor your hips upwards, and began to fuck you at a faster, deeper pace. he bit at his lip hard at the way your arch was unintentionally deepened.

at this point, he was solely focused on his own release rather than your own.

you screamed into your arm at the new sensation. it hurt so good.

“oh, you like the sound of that huh? fucking slut, of course you do. imagine what your friends, your family, your sensei would think if they saw you getting fucked dumb by an enemy of the village.”

naruto was so mean for asking you questions knowing damn well you couldn’t answer them. never missing a beat, he curled his body forward until you could feel his warm breath on your ear and the warm, rough pads of his fingertips prodding teasingly at your clit. naruto’s voice dropped in to a seductive whisper, “huh, angel?”

you moaned loudly at the nickname, your cunt leaking arousal that trickled down your inner thigh. “n-nar..ut-to..! p-please—mmf!”

he snickered at your inability to form a coherent sentence. leaning back upright, he sent a powerful slap to your round ass, then another, and another. 

“ah, well, it doesn’t matter what other people think. what matters is that this pretty pussy is mine now. you’re f-fucking mine.” naruto growled, his voice dying in his throat because he was too focused on the way your tight hole hugged his cock just right.

soon, his thrusts began sloppy and erratic, his fingers dug into your flesh so hard you thought they would bleed. surely the bruise that would appear there in the morning will be ghastly.

the knot in naruto’s stomach tightened and pulled so hard, so quickly, he was sure it’ll snap at any second. panting, he ran his pink tongue over his top lip, “now, you’ll let me cum inside, right, baby?”

He holds the smoke in his mouth and leans down to kiss you, passing the heavy smoke to you as he pulls you onto his lap. When you start to feel like you were losing your breath, you try to pull away, but Issei keeps you close. Your weak punches to his shoulders do nothing as he keeps your head close with one hand. The other hand grip your hip, pushing you down to feel his growing cock. Your mind got fuzzy at the feeling of his cock pressed against you as well of the loss of breath. Issei pulls away from your lips, noticing the bright pink adorned on your cheeks as well as the single tear streaming down your face.

“Poor, kitten,” Issei chuckles and gently pat your cheek, “did I take your breath away.” Brushing your hair from your face he leans in to kiss your nose. “C’mon, gotta share that pretty mouth of yours.” The taller man picks you up as if you were nothing and places you on Suna’s lap. You part your lips obediently, keeping your hands on his bare shoulders and occasionally toying with the gold chain. 

“Such a good girl, aren’t you,” he laughs a bit at your eager nod, taking the last drag from the joint and putting it out. He leans in and passes you the last hit, holding your hips to stop you squirming on his lap. Your hands run down his bare chest, trading spit with him as he helps you grind down on him. He starts to tug down your cute booty shorts along with panties. You hand try to push his hands away but he continues anyways, getting your under half naked. Fingers start to trace your sopping slit and teases your clit, his mocking coo echoes in your ears, “already so wet, baby?”

Whining, you look towards Matsukawa for help, but you can see he’s just turned on as Suna. Your body shivers at the feeling of Rintarou’s mouth latching on your neck, sliding two fingers into your hole. “Do you trust us, baby,” his breath tickles your neck, causing you to giggle a little, finally nodding. You grind down on his working fingers, treading your finger into Rin’s thick hair. 

“Lucky kitty was able to get the last hit,” Issei grabs your jaw and you open your mouth for him as if it’s a natural reaction. Smirking down at you, he starts to purse his lips as he lets the spit drip from his mouth into your mouth. Before you swallow, you stick your tongue out for him to see the tiny pool of liquid. As you swallow, Rintarou bends his fingers, making you choke a little on the liquid. He pulls his fingers out of your sticky hole and smacks your thigh. Issei takes off his shorts and Rintarou passes you to the older man, sitting you down on his lap. Suna gets up, mumbling something to Issei which you didn’t pick up.

“Let’s fill you up, shall we?” He lays you on the couch, sitting in between your legs. His cock rests on top of our stomach and you shiver at seeing the sheer size of it. “I-I don’t think it’ll fit, Issei,” you stumble on your words, looking at where it rests. Mattsun frowns at you, leaning over a bit to cuff your cheek. “You won’t be a good girl for me then? I can always find someone else.”

Your eyes widen at his word and you shake your head, tears threatening to spill. “No! I’ll be good, I’ll take it,” you whine and bite your lip to hold back the tears. His smile comes back and mumbles something along the lines of “good girl.” Teasing the tip at your hole causes you to arch your back as the simple touch. You’re already heaving, the smoke in the air has died down but your head still feels like clouds. As he pushes past the rings of soft muscle, he moans at the feeling of no resistance and only suctioning coaxing him in. your gentle slaps on his arms, trying to tell him to slow down gets you nowhere as he aims to bottom out in one stroke.

After bottoming out, he holds still to look down at you and watch how you’re holding up. Tears are streaming down your raw cheeks, chest heaving as you’re trying to catch your breath. His calloused hands run up and down your sides as if he’s telling you to calm down. His hand rests on the lower part of you abdomend and presses down. Streams of please leaves your lips, not knowing exactly what you’re begging for. You felt too full, not being able to bat his arm away and all you can do is cry and beg.

He starts at a punishing pace, moaning at how loose and compliant you are, too weak to fight back anyways. “Such a slutty hole. Just what it needs, a thick cock to fill you up and pump cum in you?” He laughs mockingly at you as you could only nod, chanting his name out like a prayer. He doesn’t even have to find the right angles to have you creaming all over his cock, every stroke forcing a scream out of your lips. You were already so drained, your foggy mind can’t comprehend the hand going back to grab your jaw, opening your mouth again on instinct. Your tongue lolls out as moans continue to be fucked out of you. Spit dribbles slowly from his mouth to yours, letting you savor the taste of Issei.

Issei moans as he watches you swallow, burying himself balls deep into you and spurts of cum fills you up. You cream once more as he cums, whining at the feeling of being filled. He coos at your teary eyes and your heaving chest, pulling out to see cum dripping out. “Now be a good girl and let Rintarou use you,” Mattsun gets up and Suna comes to sit on the couch, pulling you on his lap having your back against his chest. He slides you down on his cock, pulling a strained whine out of your throat. You peak your eyes open lazily as his cock keeps sliding is, feeling just as big as Issei. When he bottoms out he holds your hips and tilts your head to look at Mattsun who held a phone, recording the both of you.

You gasp as you try to turn your head and cover your face. “No no, princess, look at the camera, show how much of a good girl you are,” Suna keeps your face turned to the camera, smirking because he has been recording you and Mattsun earlier. His cock is resting deep in you, his free hand rubbing your clit aggressively. You squirm on his lap and moans loud as Rin’s hand moves from your jaw to your throat. “Do you think I can get her to squirt?” Suna smirks at Issei and the camera as the other man laughs and tells him to do so. The fingers don’t let up and his other hand tightens around your throat. You weakly grind your hips on his cock and fingers, spraying juices all over the surface in front of you and you scream at the intense sensation washing over you. They both laugh and Issei brings the camera closer to your stuffed cunt.

Rin started bouncing you on his cock, using you as a toy as you stay limp in his hands. The camera moves up to record your face and Mattsun pats your cheek, cooing, “So pretty, honey. Only we can make you feel like this, right?” Your nod is weak and your eyes are glazed over, small whimpers are fucked out of you. As pretty as you are on the phone quality camera, you look even more sweeter in person. Issei pokes his thumb in your mouth and you suck greedily, eyes rolling back as Rintarou pumps you full. “Look at this cumwhore, all she needs is to be stuffed with two loads and she’s pleased,” Rintarou laughs in your ear as embarrassment flushes over you, “Say bye to the camera, sweetie.” 

“cmon, show me your tits. you just love whoring around to everyone in class already.” she is cornering you in the locker room, already having her camera filming your trembling figure. tears were already bubbling in your eyes as you slowly unbutton your shirt for her, shyly looking away from the camera.

she snickers as you slip off the white school blouse, reaching out to pull at the hem of your skirt. its an obvious hint to strip all the way - you do as you’re told and letting the piece of clothing fall to the ground.

behind the still face, you know her eyes are shining in excitement. rintarou makes sure the camera picks up all of it, especially the pretty tears streaming down your cheeks. using her foot, she dead legs you into kneeling on the hard tiled floor. the feeling causes you to wince with the thought of bruised knees forming in the back of your head.

with a quick hand, she lifts her skirt up to reveal her own panties. her hips push forward into your mouth and knocking your head against the wall, trapping you. as you sob, rin grinds her clothed wet cunt against your mouth forcibly.