Wizard!BF who likes to test spells on you. He loves to see you squirm when he does it wrong and the side effects kick in. âAww, my Dove.â Heâd coo, taking you into his arms as your body is taken control of by a power far out of your grasp.
Wizard!BF who will slip magical aphrodisiacâs into your morning tea, a splash of cream and something pink and shimmery, mixing it together till the glowing wears off. He watches you drink it with a grin, even acting surprised when you crawl into his lap with a needy little whimper, grinding yourself against his already hard cock.
Wizard!BF who puts you into dangerous situations just so he can tend to your wounds later that night. Heâll lay you down in bed, his rough hands gentle against you. Heâll whisper softly to you has he washes away blood and grime from your body. If you cry to him about how scared you were earlier on your quest heâll have to excuse himself to jerk off.
Wizard!BF who enjoys the fact that heâs far older than you. Youâre just his little Dove, pure and bright as he touches you in ways youâve never been touched. He also enjoys the fact that youâre too inexperienced to know that what he does to you isnât right.
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Ever since you started dating Toge, you always wondered what it would be like for him to use curse speech on you. At first, not even in a perverted way, you just didnât understand how it worked even after asking Gojo. It was a morbid curiosity.
You asked him before and he never said yes, just shaking his head whilst repeating âBonito flakesâ and the occasional âMustard leaf?â as he couldnât wrap his head around why you wanted him to curse you.
In his honesty, he had deep fantasies of using his speech on you, forcing you to obey his every command but he wouldnât dare admit it or encourage it unless he was alone taking care of an issue you caused himâŠ
But for you , it moved into a perverted way. You spent nights imagining him using his technique to undress you, force you still, and listen to his every word. Like he was using you.
Whenever you and Inumaki would get it on, he would be gentle yet firm. He liked having control over you and you were more than willing to obey. Using head nods and silent commands to not ruin the mood with rice ball language. Once when you wanted to be a brat, not listening to him,his first thought was using his speech on you, coming close but ultimately deciding against it.
Today though, you decided to experiment.
After a day of ignoring him and doing the smallest things to tick him off, he got you alone in his room, pecking around your face and landing on your lips. You turned your head away the moment you felt contact and he looked confused, tilting his head as if to say âWhy?â and you just laughed.
Tonight you didnât plan on listening until he made you.
He tried to kiss you again, but you just tilting your head away so he caught your cheek. He thought for a moment and then he grabbed your face and laid a kiss against your lips.
Inumaki: 1, You: 0
You let him kiss you and as he tried to slowly part your lips with his tongue, you bit his lip. This time he pulled away and his eyes darkened. Replacing the soft confusion with something more intense as you smirked at him, moving off his lap and sitting in front of him on the floor. He pulled out his phone and typed furiously.
Donât be a brat
You asked out loud âWhy not?â and he frowned, typing out
Be good
You looked up at him with a fire inside you, youâre already in your hole so why not go deeper?
âMake meâ and you laughed. Truthfully you didnât expect him to use the speech on you but maybe heâd be rougher. Until he sighed in annoyance and typed out on his phone,
You better not tap out
Now you were listening, smirking as you finally got your way.
âWhat are you going to do?â You muttered looking up at him thought your eyelashes. He looked fully annoyed now and glared at you. He unzipped his jacket to reveal his mouth.
âCome hereâ He commanded and your body stood up and walked in between his legs, completely out of your control. You were immediately fascinated with the feeling of complete helplessness.
When you reached him, he pulled you back into his lap with your legs hanging off one side of him, and begun kissing you again but this time, he was intense against your lips. But you pulled away despite how hard his grip was against you, testing your luck once again.
Inumaki glared at you, frustrated beyond belief. His mouth opened and you immediately braced yourself.
âKiss meâ He said loud and clear as your lips wasted no time to get his. He smirked as his tongue shoved deep in your mouth. Little sounds came out of both of you and his hand traveled high in between your legs, massaging your inner thighs.
Inumaki separated from your lips, cleared his throat to whisper softly in your ear, âSpread your legsâ
Your legs automatically spread as wide as possible, he whispered again, âGood girlâ and you felt like your entire body was on fire. His lips connected with yours once again as his tongue dragged over every inch of you.
Your core was beating heavily, blood rushing to your head and other areas. His hand traced over your clothed pussy and you could feel yourself get wetter with every pass his hand made.
You tried to arch into his hand to get more pressure, more anything but yet again, he whispered âBe stillâ
A whine fell from your mouth as your body rendered still, letting him take his time with teasing you. His mouth meeting your neck to create those painful spots he adored looking at.
While he focused on your neck, his hand finally reached inside and felt your underwear, basically drenched. He smiled and let out a satisfied noise and you let out a frustrated groan. His fingers started drawing patterns on your clothed cunt and whimpers fell.
Inumaki finally pulled your panties to the side, his thumb travel up and down until he met your clit. âR-right thereâ You mumbled, your legs going wider as his finger worked small circles. Little sounds expelled from your throat.
While he was working you with his thumb, he aligned his other fingers to your slit and shoved them in ruthlessly. A strangled sound tore from your throat as he immediately found your sweet spot and attacked it. With his other hand groping your tit through your shirt and his mouth attacking your neck, you felt like you were in a personal heaven.
He pinched your nipple through your shirt and elicited a moan from you while you were arching up to attempt to meet the thrust of his fingers. You felt a pressure bubble up in your stomach and spread like wildfire, âMhmp, closeâ you managed to speak but instead of granting you your orgasm or stopping, he whispered âDonât cumâ
Your eyes went wide, the feeling still in your stomach and itching to come out but not being able to, almost like he physically stopped it.
Inumaki continued his attack on your body, tears welled up in your eyes as he worked even harder at your drooling cunt. His free hand went from playing through your clothes to pushing your shirt up and going under your bra, relishing in the plush skin of your chest and your hardened nipple.
His thumb continued his fast circles, fingers reaching new depths inside of you while you begged for your release.
âPlease-hic, Iâll be goodâ You cried out, the feeling being so close but you couldnât access it. âIâm- sârryâ You whimpered, he just shook his head and kissed your cheek. You felt yourself soaking his fingers with how wet and needy your pussy was.
Inumaki suddenly stopped his fingers and pulled out, making you cry out due to loss of sensation and the feeling of your orgasm which you couldnât let out fluttered away. He pushed you off his lap and onto the bed, swiftly removing his own shirt and unbuckling his pants. He looked at you like you were his own personal form of entertainment, which you were.
Your eyes glassy from your tears, clothes all messed up, and soaking through your underwear and pants, not even getting started in the way your hair and neck looked. Inumaki cleared his throat once again and smirked at you, âStrip.â
You wasted no time removing your clothes as he helped you out of your pants until you were completely bare. Inumaki relished in the sight of you. âBeautifulâ He mumbled and got on top of you, shoving his tongue deep inside your mouth as his clothed erection poked at your bare pussy. You moved your hip up, trying to get even a fraction of the previous stimulation but to no avail.
âPleaseâ You whined, Inumaki finally decided to take pity on you, stroking your hair gently. âSalmonâ He said, kissing your forehead tenderly. He pulled away to unzip his pants and tug down his underwear, his hard length finally freed. He wasted no time getting back on top of you
He slide his cock up and down, collecting your slick as you tremor beneath him. Planting kisses upon your neck and up to your forehead, showering you in attention. You whimpered as he started getting caught in your slit, slipping his tip in just to pull out within a moment. âToge~â You whined as you hips chased his, mewling when his thumb came down on your clit.
He kissed your lips softly and started pushing himself into you. He was groaning just as much, if not more, than you. Your hand got tangled in his hair and the other dug into his back as he pushed inside you. He bottomed out with a sigh and your stomach spasming, already on the brink of an orgasm.
âNot yetâ He groaned into your ear, stopping you from immediate relief. You groaned in disappointment but then pleasure when his tip kissed your sweet spot.
Within seconds he was fucking you hard, taking out his previous frustration with you almost sobbing from how good it felt, blabbering as you became cock drunk. His thumb worked against you feverishly and his lips worked wonders on your mouth. You were a mess, sweat dripping off you while your slick was running down your leg and soaking Inumakis cock.
âP-please let meâ You went on as he pounded into you, his brutal thrusts feeling like they were bruising your walls. You wanted to come so badly, every nerve on fire but you had the invisible barrier he set up which didnât let you. He just looked proud of himself for this as he pulled away from your lips.
He was moaning too, open mouth kisses get placed up and down on you. Your nails were scratching him up and down, tears welled up and coming out to create a mess on your face. Your pussy was contracting and spasming but with 0 relief until Inumaki whispered the words youâve been waiting to hear.
âCum for meâ
You shrieked out in pure bliss, finally getting the relief of being able to come. Youâre up in cloud nine and donât even notice how he comes too from how tight you have squeezed him.
You donât know if itâs because of him using his technique but this orgasm feels 10x stronger than every previous one heâd ever given you. You soak the sheets with both fluids leaking out of you.
Inumaki finally stills and slips out of you, leaving you empty.
He flops next you panting while leaning his face into your neck, desperate for close contact. âHoly shitâ You mumble, still catching your breath. âNeâva making ya mad againâ you slur, still feeling delirious. âSalmonâ He sighed, both of you fully spent.
Inumaki wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer and harder, kissing your cheek. âCod roeâ He muttered in your ear, âI know, iâm sârryâ âSalmonâ
His hand found yours, squeezing hard as he peppered your face with kisses. âI love youâ You whispered, not expecting to hear it back due to his fear of cursing you. He cleared his throat, whispering back
âI love youâ
Much to your surprise, a gasp came out of your mouth while his face turned a shade of red as he hid in your neck. Your heart felt so full, hand coming up to play with his hair as you both slowly drifted off to sleep.
Being a shy person who also happens to be decent at writing smut is the worst because Iâm super embarrassed but also kinda proud of what I wrote aaaahh
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Drift leaned against the edge of the medbay berth, his red and white frame relaxed in a way that belied the mischievous glint in his optics.
The Lost Light's medical bay was quiet for once, the hum of diagnostic equipment a soothing backdrop to the moment. Ratchet stood across from him, wiping lubricant from his servos with a rag, his blue optics focused on the action.
Drift had come in for a routine check-up -nothing serious, but the swordsmech had other ideas brewing in his processors.
He watched Ratchet move, appreciating the efficient grace of the medic's chassis, the way his hips shifted with each step, plating scarred from cycles of war yet still carrying that undeniable allure.
âYou know.â Drift drawled, his voice low and teasing, laced with playfulness. âI've always wondered about that wrench of yours. All that time you spend gripping it, twisting it just right... bet it could be put to better use than tightening bolts.â
Ratchet's shoulders tensed, his optics snapping to Drift's faceplate.
He set the rag down with deliberate care, crossing his arms over his chassis.
âDrift, that's a tool, not a toy. And certainly not for whatever nonsense you're implying.â
His vocalizer held that familiar gruff edge, but Drift caught the faint hitch in his vents.
Drift pushed off the berth, closing the distance between them in two strides.
âCome on, doc. You've patched me up more times than I can count. Imagine if you used that wrench to... adjust something else.â
His servo reached out, tracing a light path along Ratchet's arm, feeling the subtle tremor.
Drift's spike twitched in its sheath at the thought, arousal stirring as he pictured it; cold steel against heated plating, Ratchet's precise digits wielding it with that same focused intensity.
Ratchet's optics narrowed, but he didn't pull away.
âThat's a bad idea. Tools like that aren't meant for⊠this kind of stuff. You could damage yourself.â
His words were a warning, but his gaze darted to the wrench, then back to Drift's smirking faceplate. Drift could see the conflict there, the medic's strict professionalism warring with the undeniable pull between them. They'd danced this dance before, pushing boundaries in the heat of the moment, but this felt new, charged with a forbidden edge.
Drift's laugh was soft, rumbling from his chassis as he captured Ratchet's servo, guiding it toward the tool tray.
âNo damage, I promise. Pleasure, though, that's guaranteed.â
He pressed Ratchet's digits around the wrench's handle. Ratchet's grip tightened involuntarily, and Drift leaned in closer, his intake brushing the medicâs audial.
âI trust you, Ratchet. Show me how skilled those servos really are.â
The medic hesitated, his frame tensing as he weighed the words.
âThis is reckless. If anyone walks in-â
But even as he protested, his thumb stroked the wrench's shaft, a subconscious motion that sent a thrill through Drift's circuits.
âThen lock the door.â
Drift murmured, nipping at Ratchet's lower derma with his denta.
âNo one's here, just us. Let go for once, doc.â
He released Ratchet's servo but stayed close, and Ratchet exhaled a shaky vent, his resolve cracking under the weight of Drift's gaze.
With a muttered curse, he activated the medbay's privacy lock, the door sealing with a definitive hiss.
Turning back, his optics burned with a mix of reluctance and hunger.
âFine, but if this goes wrong, you're the one explaining it to Ultra Magnus.â
He hefted the wrench and Drift's grin widened, as he reclined back onto the berth, opening his modesty panel with deliberate slowness, exposing his hardening spike and the sealed cover of his valve.
Drift's spike extended fully now, ridged and throbbing, pre-fluid beading at the tip as he watched Ratchet approach.
The medic's servos trembled slightly as he knelt between Drift's spread legs, the wrench glinting under the harsh medbay lights.
âStart slow.â Drift encouraged, his voice husky.
Ratchet swallowed.
âThis is insane.â
He grumbled, but he brought the wrench's handle -the smoother, rounded end- to Drift's inner thigh plating, tracing a cool line along the seam.
Drift hissed in pleasure, his spike jerking at the sensation, the chill metal sending sparks up his back strut.
Ratchet's optics fixed on the reaction, fascination overriding his doubts as he pressed firmer, dragging the tool higher, closer to the base of Drift's spike.
Driftâs hips shifted to chase the touch. The contrast was exquisite; Ratchet's warm digits steadying the wrench while the steel bit into his plating, a delicious edge of discomfort blending with building heat. Ratchet circled the base of the spike with the handle, the blunt end nudging the sensitive ridge, eliciting a low moan from Drift. Pre-fluid leaked steadily now, slicking the tool as Ratchet grew bolder, twisting it lightly to apply pressure.
Ratchet's protests faded into silence, replaced by focused intensity.
âYou're so responsive.â
He noted, voice rough, dipping the handle lower, brushing it against Drift's valve cover, the sealed folds quivering at the contact. Drift's frame arched, vents cycling hot air as pleasure coiled tight in his core.
âDo it, doc.â
He urged, reaching down to unlatch his valve, revealing the dripping entrance, lubricant already gathering in anticipation.
With a final glance of hesitation, Ratchet complied, sliding the wrench's handle along the slick folds. The cool metal met wet heat, and Drift bucked, a cry escaping his vocalizer as the tool parted his valve folds, pressing just inside.
Ratchet pumped it slowly, the girth stretching him minimally but the forbidden nature amplifying every sensation.
âPrimus, Ratchet⊠d-deeper.â
Drift demanded, his servo tangling in the medic's arm, guiding him.
Ratchet's resistance shattered then, his free servo wrapping around Drift's spike, stroking in time with the thrusts of the wrench.
The handle delved further, twisting to hit the ceiling node, and Drift's world narrowed to the dual assault; steel invading his valve, Ratchet's grip milking his spike. Lubricant coated the tool, easing the way as Ratchet worked it with increasing confidence, his optics locked on Drift's face, drinking in the pleasure he wrought.
The wrench plunged deeper, the handle's length filling him just enough to tease, while Ratchet's thumb circled his spike's head, smearing fluid.
Drift's valve clenched around the intrusion, walls fluttering as climax neared. Ratchet leaned in, his glossa lapping at the spike's tip, tasting the pre-fluid before taking the head into his intake, sucking firmly.
The combination undid Drift. With a cry, he overloaded, spike pulsing as transfluid flooded Ratchet's mouth, valve spasming around the wrench in waves of ecstasy.
Ratchet didn't pull away, drawing out the release with steady pulls and thrusts until Drift slumped, spent and trembling.
As aftershocks faded, Ratchet withdrew the tool, setting it aside.
âNot a terrible idea, I admit that.â
He muttered, his words thick with arousal.
Drift pulled him up for a deep kiss, tasting himself on the medic's glossa.
âBest idea yet.â He whispered, already plotting the next adjustment.
Okay and I feel like such a freak, like genuinely perverted. The thoughts I have are genuinely all consuming, idk if itâs the daddy issues or mommy issues but my sexual fantasies need to be studied sometimes itâs actually disturbing then Im a virgin so idk how I think like this. Anyways #longlivefreaks
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Tags (sfw) ? : A bit of Yuji x reader stuff at the start (platonic? But can possibly be romantic if I do a part 2 where he steals reader..), there are no details on what the character looks like, Toxic behavior, manipulation, prior established relationship, no beta we die like Nanami, first time fic, college/modern au, lack of communication, jealousy (Toge), Hurt with forced/false comfort, implied sorcerer reader, no stated ct or grade of reader but reader must be somewhat weaker than Toge as his CT doesnât hurt much when using it on them, no use of y/n (if readers name is used, itâs just â___â.), insecurities (Inumaki), shibuya spoiler technically (Inumaki only has one arm in this fic.), âI love youâ is said (by Toge and reader is technically forced to say it), angst aftermath (I feel itâs kind of realistic in my irl experience/trauma. Sorry if it doesnât fit your reaction.)
Tags (nsfw) : dd:dne, non-con (Inumaki sees it and tries to make it seem as if itâs dub-con), somno (reader passes out briefly), improper use of cursed technique? (Cursed speech), coercion, dacryphillia, punishment, marking, biting, breeding (Toge tries to get reader pregnant. Results are not definitive) , piv, no protection, cream pie, forceful oral (m receiving), throat fucking.., slapping.
Authors note: HELLO. This is angel-author. And requests will be open. This is my first time writing a dark fic on here as I had a sfw account before this but I canât log into it anymore so I decided to try something different with this one! Hope you enjoy! If anything in the tags makes you uncomfy, that is okay! Not everyone will enjoy my fic. I do not want to romanticize anything happening here, as I am a victim. I just like to indulge in a way that is safe. I hope everyone has a good day! Byeee âïž
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You woke up a bit late today. Your boyfriend, Toge, shouldnât be around for a while. He was sent off for a mission that was a bit out of the city. This isnât anything new, but itâs lonely nonetheless.
You were physically at the school but mentally you were elsewhere. You were clearly out of it. Your boyfriend and you seemed to have less and less time together. Not that it was his fault and you knew this is part of you both being sorcerers, but it still hurt.
While you were deep in thought, you got a tap on your shoulder. You look over it to see Yuji Itadori, your happy-go-lucky kouhai.
His energy hardly went down since your both were younger. He still hardly understood the concept of personal space, but he respected it quickly as soon as he was reminded.
âHEY. It feels like I havenât seen you all day.â He loudly muses, eyes practically sparking with that childlike wonder he usually has.
âAhh, I slept in a bit.. youâre acting like I rose from the dead.â You reply with a bit of a nervous smile due to how eager he seemed to see you. You started walking and Yuji walked at your side.
âYou practically did!⊠but speaking of rose from the dead.. have you seen the latest human earthworm movie?â He excitedly batted his enviably long eyelashes.
â⊠Nah. I think I need to rewatch the third one⊠I fell asleep mid watch.â
âHow?! That was the best one?!.. whatever. We should rewatch it so we can see the fourth one together.â
You perked up a bit. You were happy that even though you felt lonely these days, you werenât really alone. It ceased your more stoic attitude towards Yuji.
â⊠Mhm but.. you said you wanted to learn how to use a sword right?â
âOh⊠yeah. I think it would be really cool to wield one. Okkotsu makes it look so awesome..â
â⊠Iâm not exactly sure if a sword fits your fighting style, though, I can help you anyways..â You replied with a small smile as you headed out to the training grounds, him still following.
You pick up a wooden sword and toss him it before picking one up yourself.
â⊠Whatâs your most dominant hand, Itadori?â
He alternates holding the sword with each hand.
âI think Iâm bisexual.â
You hold your breath and try not to laugh, mouth slowly turning up into a shaky smile.
âHuh..?â You say breathlessly.
âYou know? Like I can use both hands..â He raised up his now free left hand as some kind of visual representation.
Your eyes started to water so you just closed them. â⊠so youâre ambidextrous.. okay..â
âYeah that.â He nods and repeats it. âAmbidextrous. Bisexual. Same thing..â
⊠Not really⊠one uses both hands for.. other reasons.
â⊠Sure. But letâs work on guard transitions.â
You show him each one and he follows.
You repeat this for a few minutes, trying to make him commit it to memory as it obviously is important.
âAhhh.. this is boring!â He groaned his expression growing downcast, relaxing his arms and dropping them to his side.
You dropped your stance as well and turned to him, looking at him with playful annoyance. âYou were the one who wanted me to teach you-â
You were interrupted by footsteps and the swing of a sword you barely blocked. Yuji was smiling like crazy. You huffed, but couldnât help but to smile as you pushed back. He quickly retracted and went to do a downward slash.
It had force but it wasnât as fast as it couldâve been with muscle memory so you easily dodged, closing the window for an open hit.
You swung a side slash, causing him to step back, but he tripped. He grabbed your arm to try and support himself⊠he absolutely forgot how tall and how different your strengths were. This caused you to fall with him.
You were sat atop him and you softly hit his head with a wooden sword. That was the worst idea he couldnât came up with, but at least he cushioned the fall on your end. He let out a sigh, feigning pain as he rubbed his head due to your small hit.
â⊠Sorry. I wasnât thinking.â
âThat much is for sure.â You narrowed your eyes and furrowed your brows.
âNo need to be so mean.!â He whined before doing something slightly unexpected as he pushes you off and affirmed a position of pinning you on the ground.
You both donât notice the soft sounds of foot prints as you giggle.
You both start rolling, fighting to be on top before you disperse, laid side by side.
You both are laughing and panting, bodies all spread out.
âSalmon.?â
Your eyes widened and you sat up, to see your boyfriend, Toge standing in the corridor. You ran to him and hugged him tightly, it took him a while to return it for some reason.
Yuji watched his expression unchanging , still all smiley. âOh hey, Inumaki!â
Toge didnât remove his gaze from you for a while, only doing so with reluctance. â⊠tuna mayo.â
His tone seemed relaxed and normal despite his slightly abnormal behavior.
âWould you like to join us? We are sparring!â Yuji invited sweetly.
Inumaki slowly blinked, unamused. Yuji took that as a no.
Toge took your hand, it was gentle but had this sort of dark undertone. He started trying to drag you away. You quickly waved to Yuji.
âAhhh! Sorry.. letâs continue this another time.â
You quickly followed behind Toge (not like you have a choice) as he took you to his room. You tried to ask questions but he didnât even bother to respond to them.
He swung open the door and practically shoved you in before closing the door behind himself. He unzipped the mouth part of his uniform.
âToge..?â You were a bit dazed by his rough behavior, turning to face him.
â⊠Strip.â
Your eyes widened. You were obviously aware of his technique. Of course you were. You werenât surprised that it worked, but that he used it on you.. like this? He couldâve just asked or..
But like clockwork you began stripping. It felt more humiliating like this. The lack of control over your body, like youâve lost your autonomy. A chill went down your spine.
It felt so out of the blue.
âToge-â
âStop talking.â
You instantly closed your mouth. This was starting to get eerie. He started to walk towards you, thumb tucked in the waistband on his pants.
âSit.â
You hesitant dropped to your knees and he slapped you. It wasnât hard but it established that he was mad. He doesnât usually act like this.
He started to undo his pants before letting them dropped down alongside his boxers, as he holds his shirt up. His cock flung up at gently slapped his abs. He was hard, to the extent it seemed painful.
â⊠Open your mouth. Stick out your tongue.â
After you obediently did so, he dropped his shirt and slapped his cock onto your tongue a few times. The veiny underside getting wet with your saliva.
This .. wasnât bad. Maybe after this heâll get back to his senses and you both could talk it out. You hope so. Maybe he just felt needy and was overstimulated.
He started to grip your hair, forcing his length into your mouth. Your eyes started watering as he didnât seem like heâd stop till you were deep throating him.
You and Toge have had sex before. Tried a few things too, but this was out of the ordinary. His roughness was almost unnatural, desperate.
He pushed your head down till your face was pressed just above where his pelvic bone is. You couldnât breathe very well, your tears starting to roll down your face.
He patted your head, as if that was supposed to be of some reassurance. He retracted his hips slowly before roughly thrusting back into your mouth, causing you to gag.
He didnât let up though, continuing to fuck your face. He didnât even look at you as he did so, he felt too guilty, too.. ashamed to do so.
He didnât want you to leave. Leave him for someone naturally talented and strong. Moving up the ranks faster than he got the chance to due to his techniques drawback. He knew you didnât understand why he was doing this but explaining only wouldâve pissed him off more.
Itâs better like this.
He let out soft breaths and whimpers. You rested your hand on his thigh as the relentless pace of his thrusts into your throat had you disoriented. You gripped his thigh. Which affirmed to him.. that this was the right thing to do.
His pace got quicker, sloppier, and rougher.. his eyes rolled back and he choked back a moan, drooling a bit. His cum came out in spurts that seemed to be non-stop. You had to swallow or you might have drownedâŠ
He didnât let go of your head till he through his high completely. He panted and pulled out of your mouth.
He was still hard, extremely, but it no longer looked painful.
âUp..â
He said softly to you as he helped you do as he told you. He then pushed you onto the bed. He sat in front of you.
He started trying to open your legs, but you did your best to clench them closed. You still couldnât speak, so you shook your head, tears running down your face.
This was irritating.
âBut you wouldâve spread them easily for Itadori, wouldnât you?â He thought.
âSpread your legs.â He slapped your thigh, a lot harder compared to the one he gave you before.
Now you couldnât control yourself anymore and you spread your legs, more tears running down your face.
His eyes went down to your cunt but then up to your face. Your tears more specifically and his cock twitched.
â⊠pretty.â He gently reached up then attempted to wipe your tears, but you slap his hand away in a sense of panic.
His expression darkened again a bit.
Heâd been in his head for a while since he lost his arm. Heâs been afraid heâd lose you to. He never had a problem with Yuji, even with Sukuna being the reason for his loss, but that was till he noticed how much time you spent with him.
When he wasnât around, you were around Yuji. Always sparring.. why would you not want to spar with him? Why not Toge? Nothing was wrong with your bothâs relationship in his mind, so he couldnât see why you would ever want to leave.
Yeah, you both could communicate more, spend more time together, but thatâs a given. He couldnât seem to get his mind off his insecurities regarding himself and his place in this relationship.
He reached down both, stroking his cock a few times before pressing the tip against your hole. He didnât push to enter you, just sliding himself back and forth between your soft folds.
You involuntarily let out soft moans as his tip pressed against your clit. He felt validated now.
â⊠Speak.â He allows you to speak once more..
â⊠Toge.. please no more.â You whined. You tried to be polite about it despite discomfort due to the panic of the position youâre in.
He ignored your words because that clearly wasnât what he wanted to hear. He lined himself up with your entrance and started to push inside you a bit, just comfortably enough for him not to pop out without his hold before he grabbed your thigh to continue to push inside.
You bit down your lip till it bled. Didnât even bother to prep.? You were unfortunately wet without your own knowledge, but that doesnât make it any better.
This was unlike your boyfriend.
âToge- stop.!â
His eyes fluttered to your face again and his brows furrowed in annoyance. This made him snap his hips roughly to shove the rest of his length inside of you like you were going to be taken away from him if he didnât.
Your back arched off the bed and you couldnât stop a loud moan. He saw this as you liking it. It was warm, wet inside you and you were letting out the moans he loved so much, so why are you begging him to stop.?
He let out a groan. He pulled out and you let out a bit of a relieved sound, though you had a feeling it was a brief reprieve.
He quickly slammed back in, you both making a choked sound. His cock throbbed inside of you, his tip pressed hard against your cervix, his hips flush against yours. He couldnât imagine being anywhere else.
You just kept squirming, pleading for him to stop under your breath. It was annoying, though, it only fueled his resolve more in his mind. You begging for him to stop was turning him on even more. He let out a small whine.
He started to thrust, he was slow but he was rough and deliberate in hitting your g-spot.
You know your physical reactions donât mean that you like it but it still felt detrimental to you. Something so sacred between you two being so quickly taken by him. Did you like it? Did you say something like that?
You couldnât make any sense of why he would continue after your pleas to stop. You had never officially set a safe word, after all, you didnât really participate in bdsm. He usually would stop when you asked.
So why is he using you like some toy right now? Oh no. He would never see you like that. He just wants to protect you. Claim you. You donât need to spar with Yuji. You only need him.
He started to speed up, his hips slapping against your ass even harder. He looked down at you tear stained yet âblissfullyâ ruined expression and got on idea.
He leaned down, chest pressed against yours and buried his face into your neck.
â⊠Donât move.â
And you didnât. Not in the slightest as he started biting you. All over your neck, shoulders, and in between. He left bite marks and hickeys as he continued to thrust into you.
He continued his biting and marking as his hand went between you both. He started to rub circles on your clit. How you liked it. Before he lost his other arm.
It wouldâve been of some comfort if he wasnât forcing himself on you right now. But even still, you canât seem to help your hips bucking into his.
â⊠donât cum.â
He whispered into your ear. He knew you were close from the sounds you were making. You sniffled and started crying once more.
He gently licked the tears from your face. Still thrusting into you as deep as possible. Your legs were shaking already.
His pace wouldnât stop quickening at each snap of his hips, each time he rammed into your cervix. It was a bit painful but even still, your body was just taking it. Turning it into a feeling⊠akin to pleasure.
Your stomach churned in disgust at the thought. You couldnât stop crying. You felt so empty. You didnât even squirm, you just wanted this to be over.
What would you even do? Talk it out? Break up with him? He might do worse then.
Maybe you could report him.? But for some reason your heart sinks. For some reason it still had love for him, despite your confusion and anger about what he was doing to you.
Your body and heart werenât on par with whatâs going on in your mind. It had you growing more anxious.
The question on if you were actually enjoying this kept ringing in your mind. Togeâs behavior only could be explained by that. You want to give him the benefit of doubt but-
Your thoughts were cut off by him once more.
â⊠I love you..â
He softly whispered into your ear. He usually didnât say it.. he usually would type it or use text to speech.
Now you only felt more conflicted. You shook and trembled as his thrusts and repeated whispered proclamations of his love didnât let up.
He was getting close to.
â⊠Say you love me.. if you want to cum..â
He said softly as if it was normal to say.
You couldnât help but hesitate. You could hardly even talk with how rough he had been thrusting into your throat earlier. And the fact that you werenât sure if it was a good idea to encourage his actions by saying it made it worse.
He continued thrusting waiting for you to say it. He couldâve made you say it, but he wanted for you to say it by yourself, like you had many times before.
Why wonât to say it.? He let out a frustrated groan. You wouldâve said you loved Yuji with no hesitation wouldnât you have though? At this thought, he started to thrust even rougher, growing more impatient with you.
His hand that was rubbing your clit so roughly, softly trailed back up. He press down about where his cock was inside of you.
His plan was already clear to him.
You were too overstimulated. Things were getting blurry, then it was like you were in a kaleidoscope. Till you started to see black dots and your eyes weakly closed.
You went limp as you passed out. He thought you were just finally relaxing at first till he actually looked at you.
You looked⊠relaxed.
ââŠ. Pretty.â He spoke aloud softly like he wasnât trying to wake you from some kind of sleep.
His thrusts didnât slow down. However, he quickly got annoyed by your unconscious state. After all, he wanted you to say you love him!
He roughly slapped you into regaining consciousness and you jolted and shook. You quickly became conscious of your situation again and you were distraught.
â⊠Please- Stop! I love you.!â
You sobbed, you werenât sure if you meant it, but you wanted nothing more than to cum and think it over in the bath right now.
He seemed to think about if he was pleased with that. He wasnât sure if it was genuine, however, he couldnât help but let it slide.
â⊠cum..â
Your toes immediately curled, back arched, eyes rolling back as even more tears rolled down your face. Toge thought youâve never looked prettier.
His thrusts didnât cease throughout your climax. Of course not, he was cumming too.
But he waited till your high passed. He landed one last hard thrust.
Your eyes widened. He usually pulled out.
âWait-â
He came deep inside of you. He did a few lazy thrusts as he practically growled throughout his high.
As he came down, he panted softly into your neck. Like how he always did. You were in a state akin to shell shock. You werenât sure what to do..
â⊠I have to pee..â You said weakly, and he got up and pulled out. You walked shakily to his bathroom.
You used the bathroom then go in the bath. You felt a sense of dread. You felt dirty in a way that couldnât be cleaned with soap. You felt nauseous.
You couldnât help but cry as the bath filled up. You winced as the warm water hits your bruised thigh. You couldnât seem to relax as it seemed as if your world has shattered. You wanted to use this as a moment to think but you couldnât seem to form any coherent thoughts.
It all hurt.
You couldnât remember what happened in the bath. Something along the lines of scrubbing till your skin was red. You wrapped yourself in a towel and drained the bath. Your stride as you wanted out was small and hesitant. You got dressed in one of his shirts.
He pulled you to lay beside him on his bed but it didnât feel the same as before. Not comfortable like it used to be. It felt like instead of preventing your nightmares, itâd cause more of them.
But you couldnât bring yourself to move as he spooned you, burying his face into your neck.
He could tell you were tense and he felt guilty.
âI love you..â he spoke softly.
â.. I love you too.â You say back, but it was empty.
You could never love the same. But you didnât need to. All you need was him. He can love and take care of you.
and his wrists tied up with a rosary necklace yuuup!!
better yet, choking him with a rosary
the silver cross burning into his skinâ heâs so much stronger than you, being a vampire, but he loves whenever you both find a way to give you all of the control
