Nashville

cw. explicit sexual content ( mdni !! ), dacryphilia, rough sex, overstim, implied multiple orgasms n rounds, breeding kink, size difference, dumbification, praising, light choking, impact play ( spanking ), creampie .

you’ve always been such a sensitive little thing.

the smallest stuff sets you off. a sad commercial, gojo forgetting to text you good morning, even when he teases you just a tiny bit too hard. tears spring up so easily, your lip wobbling and those big watery doe eyes make him melt instantly.

arguments with him never last long. you start sniffling five seconds in, voice starting to crack, and gojo’s folding immediately- scooping you into his lap to kiss away your tears, murmuring sorrys against your cheeks until you’re giggling again.

but nothing compares to how pretty you look crying when he’s got you stuffed full of cock.

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you’re on your stomach, hugging the pillow so tight like its the only thing keeping you grounded, your face buried halfway into the soft fabric while gojo kneels behind you, his long powerful thighs bracketing your smaller frame. he’s been fucking you in this position for what feels like hours— your pussy so sloppy and used that every thrust sends creamy white rings frothing down his long shaft, dripping onto the sheets in thick messy strings.

you’ve cum so many times your thighs keep trembling uncontrollably, little aftershocks making your hips jerk. gojo only came once so far… and he never pulled out and just kept grinding through his own release, using his own cum as lube to fuck you even deeper.

broken sobs spill from your throat with every punishing snap of his hips. the room filled with the wet squelching sounds of your cunt getting pounded, mixing with the sharp slap slap slap of his hips against your ass. your whole body jolting forward with each mean thrust, pillow muffling your loud wails until he yanks your head back gently by the throat.

his long fingers wrap around your slender neck, not squeezing, just holding— forcing your tear-streaked face up so you can look at him with those glassy eyes.he leans down, his sweat-damp white hair falling into his face, and presses the softest kiss to your sweaty forehead.

“mmh yeah, baby?” he coos, voice low and velvet-soft even as his cock bullies against your cervix again. “mhmm… look at you, so pretty when you cry f’me.”

you whimper, trying to nod, drool slipping from the corner of your mouth. “t-toru… ‘s too much… feels so full…”

“i know, baby. you’re doin’ so good though.” he nods with you, eyes locked intensely on yours. “this little pussy feels fuckin’ incredible… grippin’ me so tight, creamin’ all over my cock like you can’t get enough.”

he gave you another hard thrust and it punched the air from your lungs. your legs kick weakly and shook violently as you keen— high and desperate. he pauses for just a second, admiring the way your whole body quivers, then brings his palm down with a sharp smack on your ass. the jiggle making him groan.

“fuck… there she is.” he starts pounding you again even harder, meaner. he shoved your face back down into the sheets, your sobs turn muffled and frantic, tears soaking the fabric in dark patches.

“if you keep makin’ sounds like that, baby,” he pants, a shit-eating grin forming into his lips even though you can’t see it, “the neighbors are gonna think i’m murdering you back here.”

you couldnt respond even when you want to. youre completely cockdrunk, brain melted into nothing but the thick stretch of him, the filthy drag against your walls, the way his fat tip kisses your womb over and over.

he reaches around then his fingers finds your swollen clit, rubbing messy circles while he ruts deeper. slick gushes out with every pull-back, coating his balls, dripping down your thighs in sticky rivulets. your pussy squelches louder, creamier, fluttering like it’s trying to suck him in forever.

“gonna fill you up again, yeah?” he whispers right against your ear, hot breath making you shiver. “stuff this greedy cunt full ‘til it’s leakin’ me for days. you want that, don’t you, pretty? want me to breed you stupid?”

you can only sob out a garbled “yesyesyes—” legs spasming as another orgasm rips through you. your eyes cross completely, tongue lolling just a little like you’ve been fucked into oblivion, tears streaming endlessly while your greedy walls clamp down so hard around his pistoning cock that he hisses.

“fuuuck— there we go… good girl… milk me just like that.” he slams in one final time, burying himself to the hilt and cums with a low, wrecked groan, flooding you with another thick load of cum, so much it spills out around his base even while he’s still pulsing inside. he grinds slowly, circling his hips that makes you gasp, pushing every drop deeper, making sure it stays right deep inside of you.

when he finally eases up, he doesn’t pull out yet. just drapes his bulky frame over your tiny, trembling one, caging you in under him, his lips brushing your sweaty temple. he started pressing lazy open-mouthed kisses along your tear-streaked cheek, your jaw, the corner of your trembling mouth. anywhere his mouth could reach.

“there’s my pretty girl,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss the saltwater tracks on your face, hips rocking gently now, stirring his cum inside you. “you okay? didn’t hurt you, did i?”

“you could never hurt me, toru.” you whisper, nuzzling into the pillow.

“good. means you can handle more.”

before you could even react, he’s already flipping you onto your back where he could see your face and then slides in back slowly this time with a hot grin on his dumb pretty face.

SYNOPSIS: edging daryl ;)

CHARACTER: male reader x daryl dixon

NOTE: this is short... eheheh oops...

kinktober masterlist .

WC: 0,6k

WARNING: edging,, outdoor sex,, light overstimulation,, idk what else