naughty, horny boys who have a scent kink. they’re able to get off using one of your dirty shirts or used underwear that you threw in your laundry basket, bringing it to their nose to take a huge sniff as they jerk off to the smell. how dirty.
so imagine you come home early from running errands to find your darling jerking himself off on the bed, one hand fisting his leaky dick that’s spilling pre cum like a faucet and your used underwear in his other. you’re just standing there watching the show as he whimpers and whines and you swear you can hear little begs coming out of his mouth saying how much he wants you home right now.
you watch as his fisting becomes more frantic, signaling to you that he’s close and so you tell him to stop, which snaps him out of his state. it’s funny really, how he turns his head to look at you, the hand on his dick paused and his other hand clutching your underwear tighter.
he doesn’t apologize though, instead he begs for you to touch him. he’s just that desperate and needy right now for your touch. luckily for your darling, you like that about him.
though he is rather loud, so how about you stuff your underwear in his mouth to shut his pretty self up?
gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, itadori, rengoku kyojuro, denji, iida tenya, atsumu miya , bokuto kotaro and your favs!
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i think bokuto is absolutely the type to be obsessed with you. he's so clingy, pulling you into a hug every chance he gets, arms tightly woven around your waist. if you even move an inch to untangle from his body, he'd start whining, whimpering like a wounded puppy :(( how could anyone ever resist him??
he often touches you in public, kissing your cheeks, your wrists, your neck, basically anywhere he can reach regardless of people staring at you. in fact, that would make him more tempted to show everyone who you belong to. don't be surprised when he begins suckling on your exposed throat when you're literally in line at a food court, fully intending to leave a huge, bruised purple hickey behind.
it is indisputable that he hates when you give attention to someone else. forget getting anything done when he's constantly pulling at your sleeves, pulling you into his side and pouting until you turn to look at him.
you knew it was a big mistake when you accidentally ignored him whilst talking to a clothing store clerk. bokuto took that personally. not long after you finish talking, he immediately drags you into the changing room and slams you against the door, though not without cushioning the impact with a hand behind your back.
did you not notice how fidgety he's been the whole morning? how he whined to stay in bed longer when you tell him it's going to be a busy day? how he subtly rubbed his bulge against your ass a couple times, lip caught between his teeth as to not let a moan slip? he's been so sexually frustrated since daybreak, yet you never noticed a thing.
now that you're trapped between his large frame and the door, he has no choice but to hump your thigh, breathing heavily into your face. forget the clerk waiting for you on the other side or that you're both in public and he could be in deep trouble later, his leaky cock cannot handle anymore teasing — not when your delectable ass is confined in such skin-tight leggings that has him salivating.
wrapping your legs around his hips, he grinds against your clothed cunt, stomach twisting in knots at the delicious sensation. when you warn him to stop, he only ruts harder, capturing your lips in his as he lets out small, broken whimpers of pleasepleaseplease, on the verge of tears from how frustrated he is.
you cannot bear the humiliation of someone catching you two red handed, but the sound of his needy whines has your heart breaking, wanting nothing more than to give in to his desires. hence, you match his pace and grind down onto his thick bulge, pulling his head into the crook of your neck as your fingers run through his soft, frosted tips.
once bokuto has found a rhythm that invokes the most pleasure, he does not stop. he devours your lips, slobbering, panting into your mouth like a dog. hands wandering blindly all over your body, it's almost suffocating the way he gropes your breasts, roughly tweaking your nipples like he often does with game consoles, not once allowing you to breathe.
it doesn't take long for him to reach the peak as he blabs unintelligibly, thrusting harder into your warm cunt. swallowing clumsily, he pulls away with a string of drool connecting your lips.
"please please please let me cum-" he begs, golden irises sparkling with unshed tears.
"a-alright, come for me, baby," you whisper, licking a strip from his collarbone, pass his adam's apple, to his jaw just as he explodes, a strangled moan vibrating in his throat. you keep rubbing his bulge as he convulses, legs quivering weakly until his body collapses heavily into yours, breathless pants slowly evening out.
when bokuto has come to his senses, his cheeks glow from the embarrassment, feeling the sticky warmth pooling in his briefs, soaking through the fabric.
before he could timidly ask you to buy him a new pair of briefs, you click your tongue and run a single digit down the wet patch at the front of his pants.
"you're going to walk around with cum in your pants and i don't want to hear a word of complaint, understood? that's your punishment for not being patient."
a/n: *clutches pearls* what in the world has gotten into me today? the bo brainrot just came outta nowhere and i keep getting these untoward visions of him in my mind. i'm not sorry.
You demand that Bo get on his knees, naked, and lick your pussy. He smirks a knowing little smirk but does as he's told. You stand with your legs together, not apart. Yet.
In his submissive state, the pro athlete leans in with the tip of his tongue reaching for your puffy lips, but you put a hand out to stop him.
"Ahahahhh...did I say you could taste me yet?"
Those golden eyes peer up at you from underneath grey, arched eyebrows. "N-no," he pouts, "but I wanna."
"Such a whiny boy." You tsk him three times, tilting his chin up between your thumb and fingers. "What do we say before we eat?"
He licks his wet lips, his eyes never leaving yours. "Itadakimasu."
"That's right," you say, leading him closer to your glistening slit as you move your feet shoulder-width apart, giving him permission to taste you.
Bo maintained eye contact with you as his warm, soft tongue slipped between your pink inner lips, but as soon as he got the first taste of your flavor his pretty eyes slid shut. It's the most tender thing you've ever felt - his tongue slowly wandering up and down, in and out of your moist folds.
Sitting back on his heels with his knees spread apart, he stops and looks up at you again only this time his eyelids are heavier. "May I please lick your clit?"
You fight the moan that wants to escape you, the voice within you that wants him to just bury his face in your cunt already. But you have a standard to uphold. You re-focus.
"Yes, you may," you say, combing your fingers through his hair.
His long tongue darts between your lips again, gliding along your slit once, twice, three times before he starts flicking the tip over your clit. You exhale deeply, tilting your head to get a better look at his pink, wet muscle flitting up and down before he wraps his pretty lips around you and sucks you in with his tongue.
"Mmyeah...suck my clit just like that." You curl your fingers in his hair, giving a slow tug to pull his face closer, wanting him to suck you in a little harder. "Such a good boy."
His Adam's apple dips and rises with each strong suckle. He releases you long enough to fuck his tongue up into you a few times before gliding it between your quivering lips again. You look down, admiring the way his bright pink cockhead rubs against the hair just beneath his navel, a thick strand of pre dripping along the underside of his cock and onto the floor beneath him just as he slides the first finger inside you.
submission: BESTIE😩🤝 PLEASE do a dom reader x sub Bokuto. Idec what u throw in overstim, tying him up, blindfold, pegging😏 it’s your choice
BESTIE YOU HAVE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE !!
post-timeskip, obviously.
word count: 3.1k
content warning: established relationship, sub!bokuto, dom!reader, orgasm play (overstimulation), cuffs, blindfold, vibrator, ass play (m. receiving), hand job, reader calls bo “puppy,” light begging.
additional warning: this story contains bokuto asking the reader to stop, but this is part of the scene. this story operates on the stoplight safe word system, so everything is 100% consensual and has been agreed upon beforehand.
“Are you sure you want to do this, Bo?”
“Of course I’m sure! It’ll be fun.”
“I don’t think you understand what we’re going to do.”
“Yes, I do. You explained it to me. I’m excited.”
“As long as you know what you’re in for, but remember that it’ll be intense.”
“That’s good! More orgasms are a good thing.”
You shook your head at his ignorance. You had finally talked about kinks with each other, and you were almost embarrassed at how the conversation had gone. He told you he was into “everything”, but he certainly didn’t come into your relationship knowing what “everything” entailed. You were more experienced and knew what you liked. Bokuto begged you to show him. You agreed, but you were nervous. He really didn’t seem like he knew what he was getting into, even though you had walked through what he wanted to try multiple times.
“Okay. Then take off your clothes.”
He moved alarmingly fast, chucking his shirt against the wall and shoving down his sweatpants. He still smelled like his body wash and his hair was just the slightest bit damp. He hadn’t bothered restyling it after his shower, even though he had uselessly put clothes on.
He straightened back up and grinned at you, still clad in bright red boxer briefs. Of course.
“All of them, Bo.”
His eyes widened in surprise, but that was quickly replaced by a giddy expression as he stepped out of them. He was already half-hard, anticipation getting the best of him.
You approached him and ran a hand from his shoulder down his abdomen. He was big, and not just in height. His strength was clear through every inch of his body, and in the back of your mind you couldn’t wait to see those muscles tense and spasm under you.
“We’re just gonna start with the cuffs, okay?” you said. He nodded and stared at where they sat on your dresser. You grabbed them. They were fake black leather and soft on the inside, with several silver rings dotting the outside for a variety of play. You unbuckled one of them and held it out. He took a deep breath and laid his wrist inside. You buckled it and looked up to check in on him. His breathing had picked up and he stared down at his wrist like it wasn’t his.
“You okay?” you asked. His eyes flicked up to meet yours. Something was stirring in them, like they were almost glazing over. He nodded eagerly. Shit. This might be more rewarding than you thought.
You grabbed the second cuff and buckled it around his other wrist, then clipped them together.
“On the bed, Bo,” you said. He complied, awkwardly walking backward until his knees bumped against the mattress and he could sit down. He watched as you tied your hair off of your face. You could see he was fully hard now. He seemed to be enjoying himself so far, much more than you thought he might.
“Make yourself comfortable,” you said, approaching the dresser again and opening the top drawer. He shifted himself up, struggling a bit with his hands cuffed in front of him. You pulled out several items: a blindfold and a bottle of lube and . . . well. You’d see if you could get to the last item.
You approached Bokuto, who had laid out on the bed and was shifting his wrists in the cuffs.
“You okay?” you asked again. He laughed and nodded.
“We say the words, right? Until I say the words I’m okay.”
“What words, Bo? Do you remember?”
“Green to keep going. Yellow to slow down. Red to stop.”
“Good boy,” you said, putting a knee down on the bed and leaning over him. His eyes grew wide. “Lift up your head, love. I’ve gotta put this on.” He looked at the blindfold in your hands and let out a shaky sigh. He lifted up his head and let you slip it over his eyes, securing it in the back and setting him back down gently.
“Okay, puppy. Let’s start.” He nodded vigorously and shifted his legs in anticipation. You laughed as you grabbed the other items from the dresser and threw them onto the comforter. “Careful. You’re gonna mess up your blindfold.”
You knelt down on the bed and positioned yourself between his legs. You ran your hands over his stomach, then down to his thighs and up again. You felt his muscles flutter underneath your touch, and he bucked his hips just slightly.
“No, Bo. you gotta stay still for me. Can you put your hands above your head?”
He let out a breathless “yes,” and did what you asked.
“Good boy,” you said. He let out another shaky breath. You continued touching him, kneading your hands up his body and along his thighs, but never moved toward his now fully hard cock. He was starting to squirm, impatient. His stomach caved in instinctively whenever you got close to touching him where he wanted, but you didn’t give it to him.
“Stop teasing me already,” he said, a laugh pulling at his voice.
You stopped your longer motions and focusing on brushing your hands along his pelvis, just far enough away from him to make his face screw up in frustration. “Why don’t you ask nicely?”
“Please,” he said. You didn’t make a move to touch him. He huffed. “Will you please touch me?”
You laughed and moved your hands in closer, but didn’t give it to him.
“Be specific, love,” you said. “Tell me what you want me to do.”
“Please,” he breathed. “Please touch me. I want your hand on my — my dick.” You smiled. For someone who was usually so bold, he seemed almost embarrassed saying those words. You removed your hands and he sighed in defeat, but perked back up again when he heard the familiar click of the bottle of lube.
You squeezed some out into your hands and held them together for a moment, building his anticipation. Then you reached forward and circled your palm gently around the head of his cock. He exhaled quickly, stomach pulling in as he adjusted to the sensation. You slid your hand around the head for a moment, watching as he struggled to place the sensation, exactly what he wanted and yet not quite enough.
“What do you say?” you teased. He swallowed.
“Thank you,” he nearly whispered.
“I couldn’t hear you, Bo, you have to speak up.”
“Thank—-oh fuck.” As he was beginning to speak you wrapped your hand around him and began to work the rest of his length. Your fingertips didn’t quite touch around him, but he was comfortable in your hand, not at all hard to maneuver. You moved slowly, almost teasingly. Your hand squelched lewdly when you reached the head, twisting over it. His chest huffed every time like you were controlling the way air entered and left his body.
“Good boy. You’re doing so well,” you said. He let out a small sound, too quiet to be a whimper but too obvious to be nothing. You smiled and picked up the pace a bit. He gasped and let out a small “ah.”
“You don’t have to hold back, Bo. I want to make you feel good. Relax.” He nodded shakily. His breathing became steady but heavy as he tried to regain control of his lungs.
“Talk to me, Bo. What’s your color?” You wrapped your other hand around him, sliding both hands up and down. He arched his back just slightly, not enough for you to want to correct him.
“God. Green,” he gasped. You could tell he was climbing as he began reacting more to each touch. His feet flexed on either side of you and his wrists twitched as he tried to keep them over his head.
“Do you want to come, puppy?” you asked. You weren’t going to stop him, but you wanted him to beg for it anyway.
“Please. Fuck.”
“Ask nicely.”
“Please? Can I please come?”
“Good boy,” you said, and picked up the pace, twisting your wrists as you went. He hissed, then his mouth fell open. He seemed to hover for a moment, body locking as he got closer to the edge. Then, he exhaled what seemed to be all the air in his body and his abs tightened.
“I’m gonna come,” he said, voice strained.
“Good boy. Come for me.”
His head pressed back into the bed and his hips tipped up as he let out a long, unsteady exhale, twitching and spilling over your hands. You slowed and pulled away your dominant hand, but you didn’t stop. His body jerked and he gasped.
“Stop, stop,” he panted, squirming under your touch.
“You asked for this, puppy. Do you really want me to stop?” He didn’t respond, breath frozen in his lungs as he winced. You loosened your grip and moved your hand faster. He cried out a sharp “ah!” and his back arched.
“I asked you a question, love. Answer.”
“No, I’m green. I’m good. Please don’t — fuck.” His hips jumped as you pulled away from him. He groaned. “Why?”
“Relax, puppy. I’m not going anywhere.” There was the click of the lube cap again, and Bokuto sighed in relief. You spread lube across your non-dominant hand and coated the tips of your dominant hand’s fingers. You leaned over Bokuto again.
“Can you pull your knees up for me, bub?” He moved sluggishly but bent them obediently. You kissed one knee and wrapped a hand back around his cock. He gasped almost violently, melting into the touch. You moved your other hand down between his legs and he chirped.
“What’s your color, Bo?” you asked, circling your slick fingers over his entrance. He looked like he had gone braindead for a second, swimming in the unfamiliar sensation. He shuddered out a breath as you stopped moving both hands.
“Bokuto. Color.”
“Green. Please.” He was breathless, bracing himself against the touch but furrowing his brows in confused bliss.
“Good,” you said and pressed the tip of one finger into him.
A choked moan rose from Bokuto’s mouth, completely involuntary and apparently a little embarrassing based on how flushed he looked.
“Good boy. Relax.”
“It’s so . . .” He didn’t finish his thought, instead opting to sigh as you pressed farther into him.
“Shh,” you told him, dragging your finger out before pushing in again. His face was frozen in one of surprise, mouth hanging open and wrists straining. You began to move your finger more consistently, easing him into the feeling while trying to savor his reaction. His breathing was labored and every so often blew out with a light groan. You heard him mumble something and leaned forward.
“What, love?”
“I --” He shuddered. “More.”
Shit.
Normally you would gently chastise him for telling you what to do, but he just looked so pretty asking for favors. You gave him what he wanted, gently pushing a second finger in on the next thrust. He let out a strangled gasp and his head tipped back. You slowly eased him into a steady pace, pumping his cock in rhythm with the gentle push of your fingers. His body seemed confused, squirming at the touch but forcing lewd noises from his throat with every thrust. The more he pulled away from your fingers the more he bucked into your hand, and it seemed to really fuck with his head.
“Will you come for me again, puppy?” you asked. “Can you be a good boy?” The muscles in his abdomen fluttered.
“Yes. I’m good,” he said. His words were slurred and he turned his head away from you, pressing his face into his bicep. His breathing picked up again, hips tensing against the bed, then suddenly bucking up into your hand. A string of cursing fell from his lips as he shook, spilling once again onto your hand and all over his stomach. He seemed nearly spent, but you knew he wasn’t done yet.
“Good boy,” you purred as you slowed your pace inside of him. You didn’t fully stop, and his resolve finally seemed to tear. His bound wrists flew down to yours, trying to cover himself to stop you. You laughed and grabbed his wrists. He whimpered as you pushed them away.
“You asked for this, Bo. Do you want to stop?” you teased. He hesitated, wincing as the comfortable satisfaction he usually felt post-orgasm was replaced by sharp, focused pleasure.
“I don’t -- fuck,” he mumbled. It was your turn to hesitate, stopping your motions but keeping hold of his wrist. He let out a small grunt.
“Bo?”
“No, don’t --” he shivered. “I’m green.”
You couldn’t help the smile that sprung to your lips. You wanted him to feel comfortable, like he could stop at any time, but you were relieved he didn’t want to. He was so good and shockingly submissive. You eased your fingers back into motion and he hissed. He lifted his hands back over his head but it seemed like it was no longer possible for him to stay still. His hips wriggled against the bed and his legs twitched, like they longed to splay out on the bed.
“Easy, puppy,” you said. You leaned forward over him, placing a kiss on his stomach, then his chest. You braced an arm beside him and leaned forward, catching his lips against your own. He was sloppy at kissing you back, breaking every few moments to gasp or choke out a moan. You leaned down further, nipping at his ear.
“Be a good boy and give me one more,” you mumbled. Then you shifted away and returned your hand to his length.
“Please,” he gasped. You weren’t sure he even knew what he was asking for, but you sped up your hands anyway. His back arched off the bed. You were able to follow him, unforgiving in your movements as every breath of his now came with noise, a moan or groan or strangled “ah.”
You removed your hands and he let out what sounded like a sob. You turned to the last object you had, clicking open the lube and coating it heavily. You pressed the toy against his entrance. He gasped at the feeling. You slid it in slowly and gently, but he didn’t seem to care about that. He pressed his hips down into the bed, meeting your hand and allowing himself to be filled. When it was fully seated inside of him he let out a blissed out sigh. You smiled, watching his pleased reaction for a moment. Then you clicked a button at the base of the toy and Bokuto cried out.
The vibration was sharp and rumbling, buzzing through Bokuto’s entire body. You returned your hand to his cock and pumped him quickly.
His climb almost seemed to scare him now, filled with pained noises, the buzz of the vibrator, and the lewd sounds of your hands around him. He huffed and writhed and flexed his wrists as he tried so desperately to keep them steady over his head. If he wanted to do this again, he would certainly have to be tied down.
His whole body shivered and his biceps tensed, covering his face as he became louder.
“I’m gonna . . . ah!” He tried so hard to speak, but every attempt at forming words ended with a cry or moan.
“One more, puppy. You can do it,” you said, grabbing onto his knee as he tried to close his legs around you.
“Fuck,” he muttered through gritted teeth. You were sure his body was buzzing with oversensitivity, feeling nothing but too much at the same time. He couldn’t stop making noise, muffling his groans against his arms. The curse was followed by another, and another, increasing in volume as his hips tried to decide whether to buck into your hand or press into the vibrations.
He began to slur out a string of the word “please.” Whether it was for you to stop or keep going or for his body to let him finish, you weren’t sure, but it was followed by a sharp “ah!” and his hips bucked violently. He spilled over your hand, ragged breathing matching the rhythm of his body’s movements. You slowed, then stopped, and quickly clicked off the toy as he twitched, like an aftershock.
You stared down at him. He was vibrating on the bed, stomach flexed and covered in himself. his brows were furrowed and his mouth was hanging open as he panted, almost looking like he couldn’t get enough air into his lungs. He looked so pretty like this. You reached out and ran a hand through his hair, now damp with sweat rather than from his shower.
“Good boy, Bo. You did so well.” He leaned his face into your hand. “God, you’re pretty. Look at you.” He hummed at the praise. “I'm gonna take everything away, now, Bo. Is that okay?” He nodded sloppily against your palm. He hissed as you eased out the toy, then allowed you to take off the blindfold.
You gently raised his head with one hand. A dopey smile crept onto his face as he attempted to open his eyes, then immediately shut them again.
“Hi,” you said, unable to keep yourself from grinning.
“Hi,” he said, huffing out a quiet laugh. He was breathless, tired, a little cold to the touch. You unbuckled each of his wrists and his arms fell dead to his sides. One of his hands landed down on his stomach and he groaned.
“What is it?” you asked. He pouted and held up his wrist, which was now covered in....oh. You laughed as he squinted down at the mess, looking displeased with himself.
“Are you okay if I go get something to clean you up? I’ll run you a bath.” He glanced up at you and nodded, laying his head back down against the bed. You pushed his sweaty hair away from his face and kissed his forehead, then stood and entered your shared bathroom. You grabbed a damp washcloth and began running a bath. You wiped him down, leaving what you were sure was a much better feeling in your wake. You helped him stand and walk to the bathroom.
He looked pleased as you washed his hair and poured water over his shoulders.
“So, how was it?” you asked.
He tipped his head back into your hands and smiled up at you.
one of my favorite sub boys u don’t even understand helpppp
he is so eager to please u!! all he wants is your attention and love and approval. the kind of sub where it translates both in and outside the bedroom but like,,, he is yours and you are his and he is such a possessive sub like my brain is just 🥺💓💗💖💕
he just wants to be your good boy and yours only and even a little bit of your praise will lift his spirits and he fucks you in the same eager way!! sometimes u have to reprimand him for leaving so many bite marks on you but he just wants everyone to know that he belongs to u and that u belong to him 🤕💍
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- studying session | ❝in need of tutoring, kageyama goes to you who oh so kindly agrees to help them. but there's a catch❞
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tsukishima |
yamaguchi |
bokuto |
kuroo
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oikawa
- private lessons | ❝Oikawa asks you for private lessons. Luckily for you, he’s not picky about how you teach him a lesson. ❞
kenma
- embarrassing... | ❝kenma humps your thigh in the men's volleyball locker room—where anyone can hear❞
- jealousy, jealousy | ❝jealousy gets the best of you when you see Kenma being flirted on so you can't help it when it leads to some jealous sex...❞
ushijima |
atsumu
- pathetic | ❝you just can't help being mean to your pathetic, little, boyfriend❞
osamu |
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h e a d c a n n o n s :
- who loves to be marked?
❤ my hero academia !
midoriya
- impatient | ❝you're busy but midoriya is horny, so he takes matters into his own hands❞
- bite me, baby! | ❝midoriya gets his blood sucked by you, a vampire, and maybe enjoys it a little too much❞ 𓆩♡𓆪 kinktober
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bakugou
- stripper!bakagou hcs
todoroki
- awoken | ❝whines and whimpers wake you up as you find out shoto has been humping your thigh in your sleep❞
kirishima |
kaminari
- shocking! | ❝where you use your boyfriend's quirk against him in a way he doesn't expect❞
- putting on a show | ❝you've been treating denki so well lately whether its buying all the luxury items he wants or taking him out to all the fancy restaurants around. so he thinks it's time for him to repay you back and what's better than having him put on a show for you wearing some sexy lingerie?❞ 𓆩♡𓆪 kinktober
iida
- behind closed doors | ❝there's obvious sexual tension between you and your rival, iida, but no way you would fuck "mr. perfect" right?❞
- your own private show | ❝you catch iida masturbating and he puts on a show for you❞
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h e a d c a n n o n s :
- who loves to be marked?
❤ chainsaw man !
denji
- bark for me | ❝denji just loves it when you treat him like a dog and tug on his leash.❞
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h e a d c a n n o n s :
❤ demon slayer !
tanjiro
- 7 minutes in hell | ❝tanjiro is just so innocent and adorable that you can't help be mean to him when the two of you are paired up for 7 minutes in heaven.❞ 𓆩♡𓆪 kinktober
zenitsu
- open your mouth, pretty boy | ❝who knew that the nerd in your english class would be a virgin and that they would be so fun to corrupt?❞ 𓆩♡𓆪 kinktober
rengoku |
d r a b b l e s / l o n g t h i r s t s : whiny!zenitsu w/ breeding kink //
h e a d c a n n o n s :
❤ jujutsu kaisen !
itadori
- challenged accepted | ❝you've given your boyfriend a challenge: go through the day with a vibrator in him. he's sure he'll complete it with ease but he realizes it may not be as easy as he thought.❞ 𓆩♡𓆪 kinktober
megumi |
gojo
- such a flirt | ❝gojo is such a flirt and sometimes he gets too close to other people to rile you up. lucky for him, it works every time.❞
- heat it up! | ❝gojo loves being a brat and by the amount of times he has been one, he's gotten use to your punishments. so you decided to try something new on him.❞ 𓆩♡𓆪 kinktober
- my kind of present | ❝gojo surprises you for Christmas with a present: him.❞
- loser | ❝bully!gojo tries to test your patience by teasing you again, but it backfires on him.❞
geto
- down the chimney! | ❝in which chimmy is the euphemism for geto's throat as you're face fucking him.❞
sukuna
- king of curses? ha! | ❝sukuna is the king of curses! he's supposed to be strong, in control. so how did he end up kneeling before you, a mere human?❞
toji
- cat's got your tongue? | ❝toji tries to dominate you and his plan backfires.❞
nanami
- a househusband's duty | ❝after coming home from a hard day at work, your househusband surprises you by wearing a maid outfit. though he's annoyed that you're late so how about you bend him over the kitchen counter and eat him out to make up for it?❞ 𓆩♡𓆪 kinktober
- teach him a lesson | ❝your professor bf is being a brat❞
d r a b b l e s / l o n g t h i r s t s : gojo w/ a vibrator in public // punishing gojo w/ overstimulation //geto being a good boy for you // overstimulated gojo // megumi w/ feminization // pussydrunk!geto // brat!gojo & good boy!geto // fucking geto over gojo // brat!sukuna // soft sex w/ nanami // overstimulating gojo // crying megumi // railing shindo //
pegging bokuto and squeezing his meaty thighs 〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️
HIS THIGHS!!!
he's letting out whines as you peg him, hitting all the right spots in him
his hands grip the sheets underneath him as he tries to fucking himself back against your strap but soon gives up, opting to lay there all pretty as a pillow prince
he justs gasps when you squeeze his thighs, looking at you with a blush on his face
he mumbles at you, asking why you squeezed them and you reply with a teasing grin
"just love how meaty your thighs are, baby. makes me want to thighfuck you someday."
and that thought hits him hard and he immediately cums right after with a girlish scream