kitty

18 ⋆ + just posting whatever it is I want & getting back into writing before college :3

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Desc : movie night cuddles with toji never is just movie night and cuddles , I mean he definitely doesn’t do Netflix and chill 😂

MDNI, TAGS, WARNINGS: established relationship, smut, size kink, teasing, fingering, riding, creampie, cockwarming, light degradation + praise, toji being an annoying smug boyfriend

an: I’m backkkkk , I start college In fall and just wanted to write something up for my babies :p

The living room was dark, the only light flickering from the action movie neither of you were really watching anymore. Explosions lit up the screen in bright bursts while you stayed curled against Toji’s chest, his big warm body like a personal heater. His arm was locked heavy around your waist, keeping you right where he wanted you, and his other hand had been resting innocently on your thigh… until it wasn’t.

You were wearing nothing but one of his oversized shirts and a pair of thin panties. Dangerous choice with him.

“Eyes on the screen, baby,” he murmured, voice low and rough right against your ear. You felt that lazy scarred smirk when his fingers slipped under your panties and found you already soaked.

“Shit, this wet already?” Toji chuckled, sounding way too pleased with himself. “We’re only twenty minutes in and you’re dripping all over my hand. Greedy little thing.”

Two thick fingers pushed inside you without warning, curling just right. He pumped them slow and lazy, like he was barely paying attention, but the way he ground his palm against your clit told you different. Every time you tried to rock your hips for more he pulled back just enough to tease, dragging it out until you were biting your lip hard.

“Toji…” you whimpered.

“Shh. Supposed to be watching the movie,” he lied, clearly enjoying every second of you falling apart on his fingers.

You’d had enough of his teasing bullshit.

Pushing up, you straddled his lap, shoved his sweatpants down just enough, and sank straight down onto his thick cock in one smooth motion. The stretch made you both groan. He filled you so perfectly, so full, like your body was made for him. “Fuck, that’s my girl,” Toji growled, hands gripping your hips tight enough to bruise. “Taking every inch so easy. This pussy was made for me, wasn’t it?”

You started riding him, slow and deep at first, grinding your clit against him every time you bottomed out. The wet, filthy sounds of your pussy sliding up and down his cock quickly drowned out the movie. Toji watched you with that cocky smirk, scar stretching, letting you bounce on him for a minute like he was being generous.

But Toji was never one to stay patient for long.

His hands clamped down harder and he started fucking up into you, bouncing you on his cock like you weighed nothing. The slap of skin on skin echoed loud in the living room.

“Right there …shit, jii..!”

“Yeah? This the spot that makes you stupid for me?” He grinned, thumb finding your clit and rubbing fast circles. “Go on then. Cum on my cock like a good little slut. Let me feel you.”

You shattered hard, clenching tight around him as your orgasm hit. Toji cursed low, hips stuttering before he buried himself deep and pumped you full. Thick, hot spurts of cum flooded your pussy, filling you until it started leaking out around his cock.

He didn’t pull out.

Toji just wrapped both massive arms around you and pulled you down against his chest, keeping himself buried deep inside while his cum stayed warm and messy. His hand rubbed slow, lazy circles on your back, the roughness fading into something almost soft.

“Still pretending to watch this shit?” he muttered, lips brushing your hair, voice hoarse. You giggled breathlessly and kissed the corner of his scarred mouth. “Nope. We’re definitely restarting it tomorrow night.”

Toji snorted, already sounding half asleep with you still cockwarming him. “Fine by me. Long as your ass is sitting on my dick the whole time again, I don’t give a fuck what we watch.”

desc : your ex husband!Toji is always sneaking his way back into your life ..and back inside other places too. What a perfect excuse to use , the kids are tired , he lives far he already walked them all night trick or treating … girl you know you wanted to give up that puss anyways 😂

MDNI, TAGS, WARNINGS : breeding kink , daddy kink , unprotected sex , overstimulation, creampie , light angst & pinning , slapping , & spanking .

The kids were finally out cold.

Tsumiki was tangled in her sheets, witch hat still perched crooked on her head, candy bucket half-spilled on the floor. Megumi had passed out mid-ramble about his candy count, little wolf ears from his shadow costume flopped over. The house smelled like chocolate and damp autumn rain.

Toji leaned in the kitchen doorway, black jacket still damp, that lazy scarred smirk tugging at his lips as he watched you toss empty wrappers.

“Rain’s comin’ down hard. Too late to drive back tonight, sweetheart. Couch is fine.”

You should’ve told him to leave.

You always should’ve told him to leave.

But you never did.

Even after the ink dried on the divorce papers, even after you both tried (and failed) to move on with other people, you and Toji never actually stopped. Every kid drop-off turned into stolen minutes against the wall. Every late-night “emergency” text ended with him buried deep inside you in the car or your bed. You’d both cheated on short-lived rebounds with each other more times than you cared to admit, because no one else ever came close to this.

One look from him and your body remembered who it really belonged to.

So when he stepped behind you at the sink, large hands sliding around your waist, you melted instead of pulling away.

“Been thinkin’ about you all night,” he murmured hot against your ear, voice low and rough. “Watching that ass in those jeans while we walked the kids… you still drives me fuckin’ crazy, buy you already knew that though.”

The kiss started desperate, years of unfinished business crashing together. He walked you straight to the bedroom, kicking the door shut quietly so the kids wouldn’t stir.

Clothes hit the floor fast. Toji shoved you onto the bed on your stomach first, yanking your hips up high.

“Fuck, I missed you so much ,” he growled, bringing one heavy hand down on your ass with a sharp smack. The sting bloomed hot across your skin as he spanked you again and again, turning your cheeks red and sensitive.

You moaned into the pillow, pushing back for more.

He flipped you onto your back, climbed between your spread thighs, and pushed in raw with one deep thrust , stretching you open in that perfect, familiar way only he could.

“Still so tight for me,” he groaned, setting a hard rhythm right away. His hand slid up to wrap around your throat, squeezing with just enough pressure to make your head spin and your pussy flutter around him.

“Look at me while I fuck you,” he ordered, hips snapping harder. “You let anyone else choke you like this since we split? Bet they couldn’t make this greedy cunt cream the way daddy does.”

You whimpered, eyes watering from the intensity. Toji gave your cheek a light slap, not enough to bruise, just enough to make heat rush through you and your walls clamp down tighter.

“Answer me, baby.”

“N-no… only you,”

“That’s my good girl.” He rewarded you with another hard spank on your ass as he folded your legs back into a deep fold. “Divorced for years and you still can’t stay away. Still sneaking around, cheating on whoever you’re with just to get this cock again. Pathetic… and so fuckin’ perfect for me.”(saying this knowing damn well he did the same shit )

He fucked you relentlessly, the wet slap of skin echoing quietly in the room. Every thrust punched moans out of you. His hand stayed firm around your throat while the other rubbed rough circles over your clit until you shattered, orgasming hard around his thick cock with a broken cry of “daddy ahh !”

Toji didn’t slow down. He fucked you straight through it, chasing his own euphoric release with filthy words spilling from his lips.

“Gonna fill you up tonight, princess. Pump this pussy so full you’ll be dripping my seed until the sun comes. Maybe this time … I’ll give the kids a little sibling. Keep you tied to me for good , not like you already aren’t.”

Another sharp spank landed on your ass. He squeezed your throat a little tighter as he pounded deeper, the pressure on your lower belly making you feel every inch. You came again, shaking and overstimulated, tears slipping down your cheeks.

Only then did Toji bury himself all the way inside you and groan long and deep , flooding you with hot, thick cum that felt endless. He stayed buried inside, grinding slow to push it deeper, cockwarming while you both caught your breath.

After a moment his grip on your throat loosened. The roughness faded into something softer as he pressed lazy kisses along your jaw and neck, still buried deep.

“…Just one night, huh?” he muttered, voice hoarse, that rare hint of real feeling creeping in. “We both know that’s bullshit.”

You didn’t argue. You just wrapped your legs tighter around him, letting his warmth and weight keep you grounded.

Because no matter how many times you signed those papers, no matter who else you tried to date…

Toji was never really your ex.

He was still your husband in every filthy, desperate, undeniable way that mattered when the lights went out , maybe not for long tho….he’d already been finding a new ring for you by the next morning .

Crossover fic pairing kuroo from haikyuu and barou from blue lock (my fav soccer babes)

Desc : y/n is a lil slut cheerleader for the two men on the college soccer team , hazy dorm room smoke sesh with kuroo & barou turning into a double stuff sesh.

MDNI, TAGS, WARNINGS : 3sum , weed usage , sex under the influence , anal , p in v , double penetration , size kink , praise & degradation, haikyuu & blue lock cross over.

An: I realized after my dream about sukuna and toji I have a thing for threesomes , this is entirely inspired by the zendaya scene in challengers lol

You’d been cheering for the combined squad long enough to know exactly how these two looked at you on the sidelines.

Kuroo Tetsurou , that smug middle blocker turned occasional soccer training partner , with his messy black hair and lazy cat grin that always made your stomach flip. And Barou Shoei , the self proclaimed King, towering striker with those piercing red eyes and that arrogant posture that screamed he owned every inch of the field (and anyone who caught his interest).

You’d had a quiet little crush on both for months. So when you finally texted them both. “My dorm, 9pm. bring nothing but yourselves. i’ve got the good stuff” you knew exactly well what you were doing. You were a girl with weed , two boys , a sexy body , face and dream .

The blunt is almost finished. Smoke curls thick in your small dorm room, the three of you crowded on your bed. You’re in your cheer uniform , short skirt, cropped top legs tucked under you. The boys sitting on either side of you on the edge of the bed: Kuroo on your left, long and lean, hazel eyes dark and predatory ; Barou on your right, massive and imposing, red eyes burning like he’s already got something planned.

Kuroo chuckles first, deep and lazy, passing the blunt back to Barou. “Well? What do you want to be next, princess?”

Barou exhales a thick cloud of smoke, his voice a low growl. “Don’t play coy now. You invited two of us over to smoke. Knowing damn well.”

Then Kuroo moves first.

His long fingers cup your jaw, tilting your face toward him as he leans in. The kiss is deep and sloppy right from the start ,wet, hungry, tongue sliding against yours with teasing confidence while the taste of smoke lingers between you. You moan softly into his mouth as his other hand slips under the hem of your cheer skirt, palm gliding up your bare thigh, fingertips brushing the edge of your panties.

At the same time, Barou shifts closer on your other side, right at the edge of the bed. His hot mouth finds your neck instantly, lips latching on as he sucks hard, teeth grazing your skin in a possessive mark. A low growl rumbles from his chest.

You gasp against Kuroo’s lips, body arching between them.

Kuroo pulls back just enough to breathe, eyes flicking past you to lock with Barou’s. For a second the air crackles , two wolves sizing each other up, then without a word , they both move.

Barou stays on your right, sucking and biting down your neck with that relentless intensity. Kuroo mirrors him on the left, mouth latching onto the sensitive skin just below your ear, tongue swirling before he sucks a deep bruise. Their mouths work in tandem, leaving patterns of dark hickies and sharp bite marks that bloom across your throat and collarbones like a claim.

“Fuck…” you whimper, head falling back as their hands roam. Kuroo’s fingers push your panties aside, stroking through your slick folds with lazy circles. Barou’s big hand squeezes your thigh, then slides up to palm your breast through your top, pinching your nipple hard enough to make you jolt.

They don’t stop marking you. Kuroo nips at the spot where your neck meets your shoulder while Barou sucks another bruise right over your pulse, their breaths hot and ragged. Every time one pulls away to admire the fresh mark, the other dives back in, turning your neck into a canvas of reds and purples.

Kuroo chuckles low against your skin, voice rough. “Look at her… already dripping just from a little neck play. Our greedy cheerleader.”

Barou lifts his head, red eyes dark with lust as he stares at the mess they’re making of you. “Tch. She invited us here knowing we’d ruin her.” His hand joins Kuroo’s under your skirt, thick fingers pressing inside you alongside Kuroo’s, stretching you open together.

You cry out, hips bucking as they finger you in sync one teasing and curling, the other thrusting deep and rough. The dual sensation has you trembling, more marks blooming as they return their mouths to your neck, sucking and biting like they’re competing to see who can leave the prettiest (or meanest) mark.

You moan louder, thighs trembling. “More—please, I want both of you…”

Clothes come off in a haze. Your top is yanked up and tossed by Barou. Your skirt is shoved around your waist by Kuroo. They strip just enough, shirts gone, pants shoved down their thighs, revealing two hard, thick cocks already leaking for you.

Kuroo lays back on the bed first, pulling you on top so you’re facing him, straddling his hips. He lines himself up and sinks into your pussy in one smooth thrust, groaning as you take him deep. “That’s it, princess… ride me just like that.”

You let out a broken moan, eyes fluttering. “Oh fuck fuck….Kuroo…” You brace your hands on his chest as he starts fucking up into you from below, deep rolling thrusts that hit every perfect spot.

Barou moves behind you, standing up at the edge of the bed so he towers over both of you. His hands spread your ass, slick fingers teasing your hole before he presses the thick head of his cock against it. “Relax for me yeah?,” he commands as he spits in his hand and then rubs it on the tip of his cock.

He pushes in slow but steady, stretching your ass open around his massive length. The overwhelming fullness makes you sob in pleasure. “Ahh … fuck, it’s so much , feels so fucking good!” you cry, voice shaking as both holes are filled.

They lock eyes again , that competitive spark flashing .. and then they sync up perfectly.

Kuroo thrusts up deep into your pussy while Barou pulls back from your ass. Then Barou drives forward as Kuroo eases out. Perfect rhythm, their cocks sliding and rubbing against each other through the thin wall inside you.

You’re moaning loudly, uncontrollably now. “just like that!” “Ahh ahhh .. both of you .. harder please!” Your body rocks between them with every synchronized thrust. The pleasure is intense, bordering on overwhelming, and you’re loving every second of it.

“Fuck, there she is,” Kuroo pants, hands gripping your hips as he fucks you from underneath, hazel eyes dark with lust. “Taking both cocks so well, princess. Such a greedy little cheerleader.”

Barou’s powerful hands bruise your waist, his thrusts hard and deep in perfect time with Kuroo’s. “This ass belongs to me now,” he growls, voice strained. “Squeeze me baby , while I ruins this tight lil’ cunt.”

You’re crying out with every thrust, loud and shameless. “I’m so full .. ahh! You’re both so deep” “mmh, yes, right there!” Your nails dig into Kuroo’s chest as the synchronized pounding builds faster. Their mouths find your already, marked neck again, sucking fresh hickies while they fuck you into oblivion .

Kuroo’s hand slips between you to rub tight circles on your clit. “Come on, baby. Let me hear you scream.”

Barou bites down on your shoulder. “Now. cum for us princess.”

The orgasm hits you like a wave. You shatter between them with a loud, broken cry: “I’m cumming ahh…!” Your body clenches tight around both cocks, pulsing and fluttering as pleasure crashes through you. You’re moaning and whimpering through it, hips jerking helplessly between their synced thrusts.

The feeling pushes them over the edge. Kuroo groans deep as he spills inside your pussy, pulsing hot and deep. Barou letting out a low grunt behind you, flooding your ass with thick ropes of cum while he keeps thrusting through your orgasm.

You collapse forward onto Kuroo’s chest, trembling and breathless, soft little whimpers still escaping as aftershocks roll through you. Cum leaks from both holes as they slowly pull out, their hands stroking your back soothingly while they press lazy kisses to the mess of hickies on your neck.

Kuroo smirks against your hair, voice husky. “Round three once we finish the blunt?”

Barou pulls you tighter against him, voice low and possessive. “She’s staying right here until every inch of her is marked and filled.”

a/n: oh zendaya , the women you are.

Desc : literally just sloppy morning sex w the two of them & sukunas two cocks…

MDNI , TAGS , WARNINGS : Threesome , three cocks , stomach mouth , four arms , double penetration , messy sex , & slight pain kink .

an: I had a dream about this last night so here we are

The morning light filters lazily through half-drawn curtains, casting a warm, golden haze over the rumpled sheets. It's one of those slow, hazy weekends where time doesn't matter , no curses to slaughter, no jobs to chase, just the heavy, comfortable weight of two massive bodies pinning you between them in the oversized bed.

Toji is on your left, his tall, muscular frame relaxed , hair tousled from sleep, green eyes half lidded with lazy amusement, the thin scar at the corner of his mouth twitching as he smirks. He's shirtless , one heavy arm draped possessively over your waist while his calloused hand idly traces lazy circles on your hip. His touch is unhurried , like he could do this all day without breaking a sweat.

On your right is Sukuna the King of Curses in his true form. Inhumanely tall and ripped, four powerful arms making everything feel overwhelming in the best way. Short pinkish hair messy against the pillow, four red eyes (two of them narrowed in that arrogant, hedonistic glint), black tattoos striping across his broad chest, abs, wrists, and that extra mouth on his abdomen already smirking with wicked hunger. He's got one upper arm propped under his head, another hand possessively gripping your thigh, while his lower set of arms keeps you locked in place against him. His usual sadistic edge is there, but it's dialed back to something raw and indulgent for this lazy morning.

The air is thick with the scent of last night's activities and warm skin. No one's in a rush. Toji leans in first, pressing a slow, open-mouthed kiss to the side of your neck, his breath hot and his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "Mornin', doll. You feel good all soft and used like this." His hand slides lower, fingers dipping between your thighs with zero precision .. just greedy, messy exploration, spreading you open while he grinds his hardening cock against your ass in unhurried rolls.

Sukuna chuckles darkly from the other side, that extra mouth on his stomach licking a wet stripe along your ribs just because he can. "Pathetic how easily you melt for us, brat," he taunts, but there's no real bite his voice is thick with arousal. Two of his hands cup your breasts, thumbs lazily circling your nipples while another pair grips your waist, pulling you tighter against his chest. He nips at your shoulder with sharp teeth, not enough to break skin yet, just enough to make you arch. His cocks , because of course the King doesn't do anything simply , throbbing hot and heavy against your thigh, already leaking.

It's sloppy from the start. No elegant foreplay, just lazy, indulgent bodies moving together. Toji's fingers push inside you without warning, curling slow and deep while he lazily humps against you from behind, his scarred lip brushing your ear. "Still so wet from us... greedy little thing." He doesn't bother with finesse; it's all thick fingers stretching you, thumb occasionally brushing your clit in messy strokes that make your hips twitch.

Sukuna isn't one to be outdone. He shifts, one lower hand joining Toji's between your legs, fingers sliding alongside his in a crowded, filthy stretch that has you gasping. His upper hands roam , pinching, squeezing, and groping every inch of you. “Move over, some . Let me feel how sloppy she is for her favorite." The rivalry is playful this morning, all heat and no real venom.

You end up on your side, sandwiched tight. Toji slides into you first from behind , slow, thick, and deep, groaning low as he bottoms out with a lazy snap of his hips. His pace is unhurried, long strokes that drag deliciously, one hand reaching around to rub your clit in sloppy circles while he mouths at your neck. Sukuna faces you, two arms holding your leg up and open, the other two bracing himself as he presses the head of one cock against your already filled entrance, nudging insistently alongside Toji.

The stretch is intense, messy, overwhelming. They both push in together eventually , Toji's cock and Sukuna's first one sliding against each other inside you in a hot, slick glide that has all three of you cursing and moaning. Sukuna's extra mouth latches onto your nipple, sucking greedily, while his second cock grinds against your stomach and clit with every thrust. It's not coordinated; it's lazy, sloppy sex , hips rolling at different rhythms, hands everywhere, skin slapping wetly, low growls and filthy taunts mixing in the air.

"Fuck... tighter when he's in there too," Toji mutters against your skin, his thrusts getting just a fraction deeper, more possessive.

Sukuna laughs breathlessly, four eyes gleaming. "Of course it is. She's ruined for anyone else now." He leans in to claim your mouth in a messy, tongue heavy kiss, the extra mouth on his abdomen licking wherever it can reach.

Time stretches. They take turns switching positions without fully pulling out , flipping you onto your back so Sukuna can thrust down into you with all four arms caging you in, while Toji kneels beside your head, feeding you his cock with lazy, shallow pumps. Then back to being sandwiched, bodies slick with sweat, cum, and spit. Orgasms roll through slow and heavy, no big come downs , just building waves that leave you shaking and them growling in satisfaction as they fill you again and again.

Eventually, it winds down into even lazier aftershocks. Sukuna's arms wrapped around you from one side, Toji's heavy leg thrown over both of you from the other. The King of Curses has one hand lazily stroking your hair (surprisingly gentle for him), while Toji presses lazy kisses to your shoulder, murmuring something about "round two after coffee... or maybe just stay like this."

The morning sun climbs higher, but none of you are moving anytime soon. Just warm, sticky, satisfied bodies tangled together in the messy sheets … perfect sloppy, lazy bliss.