#gamblersdoll

“ ‘s too much! sukuna!” you whine, pushing at his head while his forked tongue gliding against your cervix and making you cry out. “o-oh god,” you mewl when his other hand pinches your vertical pierced nipple.

he grunts, practically shoving his whole face into your mound— licking, sucking, nibbling, worshipping your pussy as you come undone for him. he grins maniacally, pulling away from your cunt and smacking his lips. “im not quite full just yet, little human.” he smirks at your whimper, slowly flicking his tongue against your clit and rolling his eyes back. ‘she is so fucking delicious,’ he thought, his cock springing to life and peeking through the slit of his robe.

“please— no more, im too sensitive for another.” you plead, pushing at his head and he smacks your hand away. “please!” you cry, dark plump lips pouting.

he stops, looking to you with his eyes furrowed and a scowl on his face. “you wan’ me to stop?” he grunts, red eyes staring into yours, almost bored. you suck in a breath, watching as one of his arms not in use stroking himself. your eyes drift back up to his, biting your lip and shaking your head. “no?” he coos, licking up your thigh and biting on your clit.

you yelp in pain, then relax when he suckles on your nub.

“hm,” he grunts, slapping the side of your ass and diving back in.

haaaaaayyyyy,

im almost back! this is my last week in sc, technology really fucked me over this morning and had 2 panic attacks in the span of 10 hours 🧍🏾‍♀️ but im coming!

of course megumi hated the idea, didnt really understand why he should because he wasnt that kind of guy who didnt respect their girlfriends— but he didnt feel resentful or ill to the idea of yuuji being an acceptable person to do this with.

wrong the fuck he was.

because yuuji was a clingy little thing, didnt realize that megumi’s girlfriend had such allure to her. that was the first issue that megumi had— the second? he wasnt exactly .. “straaight straight,” but when he walked in on you and yuuji moaning and grunting, he wanted to know what he felt like, too.

now onto the next issue, you were also curious, too. because not only had you gotten on your tippy toes to kiss megumi’s lips, practically begging for him to touch yuuji— you had also touched yourself to the sight as well.

‘what the fuck am i doing?’ megumi thought, leaning back on his bed with his arm, his free one pulling his zipper down hesitantly.

yuuji didnt speak, because he was in his own little world right now. he licked his lips, watching megumi and you pull your pants and underwear off.

your cheeks warmed, looking back to megumi and seeing he had his typical resting bitch face. “gumi, lighten up.”

“im light, damnit.” he grunted, feeling his cock hardening at the sight of seeing your peach fuzzed pussy. his eyes then pulled up to your heart shaped nipples, a little feature you had since when you became nineteen.

“fuck.” yuuji said, stroking himself to your very much smaller body, compared to him— and the sight of megumi’s thick dick that oozed pre-cum.

megumi tried his hardest to not acknowledge yuuji, but it was hard as fuck when you had your friend next to you.

“touch eachother,” you politely demanded, spreading your cinnamon colored thigh, nimble fingers spreading your lips apart and circling your swollen clit. “please?”

megumi started to stare into space, really questioning how he felt about this. he had never did … this before, not ever. he felt yuuji readjusting, and before he knew it, yuuji had gotten closer to look at him.

yuuji stared directly into megumi, raising his eyebrow and remaining quiet. he would do anything to make you happy, and he didnt have an issue with touching megumi’s cock even though.

one time shouldnt hurt, fuck it.

he wrapped his fingers around yuujis’ cock, stroking slow and jumped slightly when yuuji returned the favor. “you can grip a little tighter.” yuuji said, since he was physically stronger than megumi.

megumi scoffed, “freak.”

yuuji shrugged. “blame your girlfriend.”

“shush.” you growled, then being cut off by your own moan.

megumi tightened a little bit more, causing yuuji to groan and pump megumi harder. “f—fuck,” megumi grunted, his thighs tightened. he looked over to you, watching you stuff your fingers into your creamy pussy while you watched in awe.

if you really liked this, he wasnt that scared to give it more thought. he pumped faster on yuuji, and yuuji moaned, “s—shit, megumi.” he bit his lip, feeling his balls jump when you started to look his direction. “you like this, baby?” he asked, a bead of sweat at his hairline. you nodded, and he smiled.

megumi only stared at you, pleasing yourself while he touched his best friend in a way they really couldn’t come back from. he startled when yuuji stopped stroking him, leaning over to spit on megumi’s dick. he couldnt tell if that was a turn on or if that was just his mind games. his question was answered when he felt his balls jump as well, feeling that build up in the lower of his back.

“does it feel good, gumi?” you ask, holding out your own orgasms. this had to be a dream come true for both of the men who truly loved you to jerk one another off. you saw him swallow, then nod. “do you want to come?” you asked again.

“yes.” he grunted, biting his lip as his hand pumped his best friend, and his best friend pumped him. pants and groans filled the air as you watched them both, your eyes rolling to the back of your head and the sound of growls and grunts filled the room.

you looked back, seeing megumi and yuuji littered in each other’s come. yuuji smiled loopily, kissing you on the lips and cheek before cleaning himself up.

megumi knew he was fucked, because he enjoyed himself too much in that moment.

ill be very honest.

my works for him primarily are because my boyfriend really acts like him and tends to look like him a bit, especially when he had barrel twists in (he combed out his locs now </3)

but other works like my mini series PUT MY NAME ON IT, NOW IT DESIGNER was really just fantasy.

this… was wild.

he thought he was crazy. like, really crazy for even suggesting it to you, felt like a creep for bringing it up. but he was blunt.

“would you fuck a dragon if you had the chance?” he had asked, half joking and to see where you would take this. when you didnt freak out, he swallowed thickly.

“no beastiality, but if the dragon was also half human? yes.”

he had instantly had ideas, like what kind of dragon would you want to fuck? how would he look as a dragon? would you fuck him? it kept him up at night, filthy thoughts in his brain as he laid helplessly at long hours. it wasnt until he found bad dragon— finding custom dragon dildos. he felt…. off. aroused even.

“oh, god!” you squeaked, eyes crossing as you try to catch your breath as you get pushed into the mattress. “k—katsuuki!”

“feels good?” he huffs, hands on your hips and drilling into you slowly as the dragon dildo slips in and out of your cunt. “god, yer’ soakin this thing to the base..” he muses.

when you dont respond quickly, he spanks your ass and grips it. “y—yes!” you squeal, drool dribbling down your chin as you grip the sheets with the side of your face pressed against the bed. “oh god, oh god—“ this was fucking torture, his cock bullying your cervix and making your eyes roll back. each thrusts knocking the wind out of you and you having to gulp air just to breathe.

“you said youd do this shit,” he mocked, a hand pressing down against your back. “ if he was half human, youd. fuck ‘im, right?” he asked, slamming his hips into yours at a delicious rhythm. “so, makin’ my girl happy,” he cooed sweetly in your ear, growling when he sees your face and giving you the prettiest hand necklace you ever wanted. “fuck, when i actually put my cock inside you, yer gonna be cryin’ my name.”