conent : thigh fucking, cum licking, praises. notes : i need gojo on my lap rn. reblogs are appreciated.

gojo goes crazy, mad even when he catches the smallest glance of your suple thighs. he has his hands on them in every chance he gets, neading, touching, kissing, fucking.

leisure moments with gojo would involve him reclining amid your thighs, his face gently pressed against your skin as he does whatever.

gojo would intentionally only buy you skirts or shorts regardless of the season and make you wear them outside just so he could see more of your skin. plus points if there is a visible hickey on your inner thigh from previous nights. it gets him so worked up that you both have to go home earlier than planned.

his phone would have a special locked album of you wearing different kinds of stockings. his favorites are the ones where your skin would stick out because of how tight the socks were.

his cock would squeeze in between the soft flesh, hands gripping onto your knees for support. mouth spilled countless whines and moans about how perfect you were and how good your thighs made him feel. gojo's head would go dizzy as he's about to cum, purposely pulling out from his current position and shooting his load on your legs just to have an excuse to "clean" them. his tongue would get to work, lapping up his own release while planting multiple kisses along with a few bites. he takes hours until your legs go sore and by the time he is done, your thighs are in a much worse shape.

contents : older sugar daddy kento! dry humping, release in clothes, use of names (doll, darling, love), semi-public sx, afab. note : if u r seeing this for the second time, no u aren't

lavish garments and latest phone models-such opulent concernslavish garments and latest phone models-such opulent concerns lost their grip on your life from the moment nanami crossed paths with you at the bread shop. since that encounter, financial worries became a distant echo. an endless cycle of gift receiving was all that you could ask for. he treated you good, and so you treated him even better.

on the glossy expanse of his desk sat a yellow box adorned with a traditional navy-colored bow. a smirk on his features as he observed the radiant glow that emanated from your eyes upon noticing the gift.

"early christmas present love"

"kento you didn't have to"

the clack of heels echoed through his office, a low rhythm on the polished wooden floor as you moved towards his desk. freshly manicured set of acrylics which was also a treat from kento glided over the surface of the box, delicately peeling away the ribbon from one side, heart beating with anticipation. beneath the lid rested an ensemble of ethereal allure—a white laced set, where the panties were delicately embroidered of the intertwined initials; LV. kento sure did know what would suit your body the best.

satisfaction was painted his face, as you resembled a child who got something they had really desired. his hands met the rim of the table, slightly pushing back his wheeled office chair. "wanna come closer, doll?" the statement held a order more than an invitation. taking the soft fur coat that wrapped your body, you tenderly placed it on the desk. one of his hands extended, connecting to yours, the other guiding your body, ushering you onto his lap. his hand left yours, sliding to your waist as heavy fingers caressed the canvas of exposed skin. his gaze deepened when you met his eyes. you knew seating you upon his lap was not just for a mere conversation; it was a yearning for something more obvious. your body shifted against his, eliciting a groan from nanami's lips. his hands maneuvered with his belt, skillfully unbuckling it. "be a good girl yeah?" he urged, his voice carrying a subtle command. your delicate fingers coaxed the hem of your skirt downward, dropping it just above the canvas of your knees.

his arm wrapped your waist in a possessive embrace, drawing you closer into his lap. a sharp inhale escaped your mouth upon feeling the hardness pressing through the fabric guarding your warmth. "your gonna be okay, just take it" In the embrace of his heavy hands, he firmly clasped your waist, guiding the tempo of your movements. his head, in a surrender to the moment, fell back onto the chair. your fingers clenched the leather handle of the chair, imprinting the shape of your nails upon the material, while strained moans escaped your lips. his cock kept bucking against you making a wet spot emerge in your panties, seamlessly transferring onto nanami's boxers. this was the only type of intimacy you could have in nanami's office as there was always the chance of someone busting to his room and catching you both indulging in "weird" activities. even now, you carried the possibility of getting caught but the thought of it aroused both of you so much.

his hand moved, tracing the contour of your jaw before firmly clasping and turning your head to look at him. his eyes locked onto you taking in how beautiful you looked with pressed eyebrows and half lidded eyes. nanami leaned in, molding his lips to yours in a intense embrace. his tongue moved desperately taking its time to explore and get messy. the friction against your core got warmer as countless moans spilled from your mouth into nanami's. his hips rammed against yours relentlessly parting his lips with yours. "go on, release. no one's stopping you." his deep voice propelled you over the cliff of ecstasy and helping you reach your climax, leaving your already dampened undergarments in mess. nanami followed after, giving in with a deep, guttural groan escaping his from lips. his head bowed forward resting on yours as you both rode out your high, grinding against each other.

"hope you liked the gift i gave you"

"i hope you like the gift i gave you"

notes,, i will never get over this man omg.

as levi entered the room, the aged wooden door emitted a haunting creak, letting in a gentle air flow. the flickering half-melted candle casted a dim glow, its wavering light painting shadows on the walls. piece of fabric adorned your form. in the limited space of the small chamber, every essential of levi's existence found its place. including you. he took off the garments on his body, exhaling a sigh of relief.

contents : fingering, edging, pet names ( bunny ), getou being mean. basic nsfw content.

crystal like snow fell onto the window melting in just a few seconds. the fireplace crackling in the living room could be heard. it was warm and cozy... just like getou's 3 fingers that were stuffed inside of you.

white slick had built up at the base of his fingers as this was the 50th time they had entered you again. head fell over on his shoulder, legs shaking and daring to give up. "i thought i was trying to make you warm why are you shaking?" he asks, letting out a quiet chuckle. but his eyes never leave your pussy. he was zoned in, mesmerized by the way every time he pushed his fingers in you they came out with so much more wetness. you shook your head, trying to signal that it was enough. but it wasn't enough for getou.

"what's wrong bunny? need more?" and with that his soft kisses travel to a place behind your ear, tongue marking the spot that he began to abuse. whines left your mouth but getou didn't let you move an inch. "you are close baby, i know it" his smirk was detectable on your skin. the feeling you have had so many times for the past hour started growing inside you again. maybe this time he would let you reach the bliss you had been waiting for.

wrong.

3 fingers pulled out at a terrible time. two more pumps and it would have you creaming on them but your release was denied once again. you huffed as countless tears of frustration spilled from your eyes dripping onto your bare chest, some making its way down your stomach where you and getou were connected.

"is my bunny crying? be real good for me and ill let you have it this time" his other hand that was previously resting beside your neck moved to your jaw, squeezing one finger past your lips to settle on your tongue. body instinct moved on its own as your tongue welcomed the intruder. his slow and annoying speed turned into a fast and rougher one. fingers curling inside of you had your chest heaving. and this time it came so much faster than the previous ones. whole body shook as you jolted forward from getou's chest. pulling his fingers out he looked at them. it was messy but a weird sensation of proudness came over him. like artwork, getou thought to himself.

"s' too big kento"

nanami party smiled at your words. he knew it, and was proud of it. the only thing that could please you was his big cock ramming into you.

oneshots

u asleep? ( eren yeager ) having a dream about you left eren hot and bothered, ready to make a move on you whether you were awake or not. ・somnophilia + modern.

warm and cozy ( getou suguru ) the weather was cold and what other good could getou do than making his girl warm? ・fingering + edging.

found you ( levi ackerman ) his hands were full of scars, but somehow they were soft when he touched you. ・sfw

drabbles

comander armin mndi, explicit content.

tutor armin oral sx. (m receiving).

husband nanami big nanami ( size kink )

naive megumi manipulative behavior.

thigh lover gojo thigh fckng.

clock ticked as his eyes followed your pencil, carefully examining the lines it drew. his palms felt sweaty. were you always this slow? he knew your grades were good which left him feeling confused on why you needed him to help you go over a problem 23 times.

he was also confused when his hand wrapped around your soft strands the other laying over his mouth blocking any sound that dared to exit. he looked down at you. your pulpy lips contacting with every part of his cock, tongue swirling around it in between touches.

"take your hand off min, wanna hear you" your voice made him gulp. it was so tempting but he couldn't, not when your sweet parents were down stairs discussing the fact that you had finally brought over a decent guy.

armin's glasses rested on the tip of his nose, his head thrown back as sweat beaded up on his forehead. he looked ethereal, like a god even. your muscles sped up making armin jolt from his comfortable position, one of his hands clutching onto the carpet. the sound of his quiet huffs and whines filled your ears and mind when he released his ropes inside of your mouth, some squirting on your upper lip when you pulled him out.

"wanna tutor me again sometime?" armin knew what that meant. he also knew he wasn't going to say no.