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I kinda had a drabble or an actual fic ideaa
Sooo I recently went to Disneyland Paris for the first time, a week ago (mind you, I’m French, 19 and I literally go next to park every single weeks I’m just hella broke 💀💀💀)
Anywayssss it has always been my biggest dream sooo
what do you think about gojo, taking reader (fem reader or not, you choose) to Disneyland (not necessarily Paris) as a part of their honeymoon (as a surprise, he’s rich asf so of course he books the vip suit that are princess themed).
And then he just makes it he’s whole goal to get her pregnant (cause he’s freaky like that)
Something really smutty and fluffy 🤭
(Feel free to add wtv details you’d like, it’s more of an idea so you can change anything you want, love youuu and your writing so so much ❤️)
awww!! i wanna go to disneyland paris too!! i’ve only been to the anaheim one LOLL but hopefully i can go in the future, and do disney world ;)
butttt oooo, i like this idea 😏😏
i think a disney trip is just one of the few places you guys visit for your honeymoon. he’s rich, so he’s going ALLLL out. he’s been planning this for over a year, so everything has to be perfect.
disney is the first stop.
he remembers you telling him about your childhood and how one of your first dreams was be a pretty princess. so he makes sure to get the largest and prettiest vip princess suite just for you—his wife.
your face lights up with a tender, almost youthful glow that makes him feel so giddy inside. the view is so pretty and the memories you make are even better. after a day of walking and riding the coasters and cute little rides, he suggests you take a different kind of ride.
he has you pressed up against the glass of the window, the fireworks on display as he thrusts his cock in and out, hitting that spongy part only he can reach. your breaths are fogging up the window and for a second, you’re worried that your devious act is visible for the people down below, but when he’s wrapping his arms around your waist to tug you closer, deep and languid strokes making you feel on cloud nine—that worry goes straight out the window.
i think he really plays into the whole royalty dynamic. so OF COURSEEEE you’re dressed up for the occasion. wearing a poofy pink dress with sparkles and a gold crown sitting atop your head. and he looks like your prince charming. his royal blue, well-tailored suit with gold cufflinks. a gold crown is also on his head, though more lopsided.
he’s bunched your dress up so his cock can slide in your hole with utmost ease. whispering dirty praises. “my queen, you feel…ngh—so…good…”
“taking you is better than anything i’ve ever experienced.”
“you see that?” he points to a particularly bright firework that formed mickey’s face.
you meekly nod, feeling cockdrunk.
he grins against your neck, kissing softly underneath your ear while his hand sneaks to your front to rub your puffy, sensitive clit. you squeal.
“i wish for you to have my—hah—heir.” his thrusts grow faster, hands tithing around your hips. you shakily look over your shoulder. “do you wish for that too, my pretty?”
“i long to see you swell with my children, only you….just you….”
“p-please, satoru. i…” a moan cuts you off, keeling in on yourself when his thumb circles faster. your hand pathetically grips at his wrist, as if that will make him slow down.
your thighs tremble under his relentless pace, his grip keeping you in place despite your feeble attempts to twist away. his chuckle is low, teasing, as if your reactions only fuel his insatiable need.
"ah, trying to run from me now? no, no, my sweet girl...you said you wanted this." his voice dips, thick with lust, as he leans over you, lips brushing against your ear. "you'll take everything I give you, won't you?"
"s—satoru-" you choke out, but your words dissolve into another whimper as his hand snakes beneath you, finding the spot that makes your vision blur.
"say it again," he commands, his tone both firm and coaxing, as if he won't be satisfied until you voice your surrender.
your body shudders as he angles his hips just right, a cry escaping your lips. "i—i want it... want all of you...!"
"that's my girl." his praise is a sinful whisper, his lips ghosting over your temple as he buries himself deeper. "you'll look so beautiful carrying my child. swollen with my love, everyone will know who you belong to."
the thought ignites a fire in you, your fingers clutching at his arms around your waist as the tension in your core builds unbearably. satoru's movements grow erratic, his breathing heavy against your neck.
"let go for me," he urges, voice raw and strained. "let me feel it...let me have all of you, my queen.”
and when you finally do, trembling and gasping his name, he follows right after, his hold tightening as if anchoring himself to you. his warm seed spills in, filling you to the brim more than his cock ever could. for a moment, the world feels like it's spinning, and all you can hear is the sound of your own ragged breathing mingled with his.
he doesn't pull away immediately, instead wrapping his arms around you as you both catch your breath. "you're mine," he murmurs, kissing the corner of your mouth tenderly now, the heat of the moment fading into something softer.
"and I'm yours," he continues, voice hoarse but full of affection, your heart pounding in sync with his. he’s losing himself in your eyes, lifting your left hand with his to press a lingering kiss to your knuckles, then your matching golden rings. the final firework goes off in tandem, a representation of a large heart.
looks like he’s given you your wish. along with a special other one.
