Kas✨

so then you’re a few months into dating yuuji, he’s taken your virginity and indulged the kinks you thought you might have had before then… it never comes up. not to you at least — you catch whispers of those before you, sticking to the walls at parties it’s hard to miss what they say about the all star jock and your boyfriend … it makes your stomach turn. not because of jealousy, but because you want to know what it’s like.

yuuji would rather indulge your desires over his. spend hours between your legs running languid and lewd circles over your swollen clit — he makes out with your pussy as though he’s running out of time. trying to do everything he can before he’s caught in the act or your body gives way. from sucking slick from your folds, to drooling on your pussy lips, and fucking your quivering hole with his tongue like it’s his dick. he hardly wastes a second.

it’s not until he feels you push his head lower, stuttering broken letters that crumble like chalk into moans, that yuuji realises how much you want something else.

“you gotta use your words if you need somethin’, baby,” yuuji coos, words all wet as they fall from his gleaming, swollen lips. he blows cool air over your feverish mound, watching you clench around nothing. watching arousal run in pearlescent beads from your sex down between your cheeks. “what’s the matter, mama? talk to me.”

“want you to — oh!” you squeak at the cruel sensation of itadori’s teeth graze your beating clit.

he whispers hot into your pussy, folding your knees into your shoulders with one hand. “want me to what? speak up, pretty.”

“eat me lower…” you cry, feeling his smile spread into your sluice sloppy cunt. “e-eat my ass.”

“yeah? you’d let me?” a grin is painted onto yuuji’s lips, wicked but not cruel. just carefully crafted excitement that buzzes in the charged air like particles of kinetic energy fired up. you feel it trickle into your sex as the jock inhales you like you’re oxygen. spitting onto your mound and smearing it into your clit. “fuck, you’ve no idea how long i’ve been wanting to. needing to. kinda my thing and i love this pretty ass, baby. i really do. you’re heaven sent, made for me. my good girl wants me right here, yeah?” the drawl to his voice mimics a whine, needy and hungry like his own greed has pulled him open with nimble fingers that toy with his cracks.

his own creep lower, take the globes of your ass and knead them raw in an attempt to ground himself. pink hair sinks lower too, wisps of cherry blossom tickling the soiled backs of your thighs as though they are trying imitate the kiss of a spring breeze against the back of your neck. yuuji leaves a trail of open mouthed, treacly kisses from your cunt to your asshole, moaning desperately at your flavour as it rolls across the palette of his tongue.

“s-sensitive, yuu!” you squeak at the new pressure, clenching in two places around nothing — pushing out a fresh wave of violently hot slick.

he makes somewhat of a chuffing sound between sucking on your rim and coming up for air. he could die, drown himself in your flavour and never surface again simply because you feed him so well. douse the fires of his appetite with what your body has to offer. the hybrid noise comes out as wrecked in his throat. “i know, baby, i know. ‘m sorry, i know. just hold on a sec… trust me. s’gonna feel so good.”

to soothe you, make it easier for you to take him — yuuji tacks two fingers on your little pleasure bud that swells prominently between your puffy folds and attentively knocks it back and forth. the motion contrasts with the insistent, wet slurp of his tongue whilst he circles the rim of your ass — sucking your pussy juices into his mouth and spitting them back onto the second tight hole. frothy from his added spit.

“m so lucky, my good girl gets off on having ass played with. doesn’t she?” thick fingers replace his tongue at the puckered entrance, just one for now. he’d never want you to feel hurt by him. your back arches where you stretch over him, gripping every segment of his finger as it passes deeper into your warm walls. “fuck, you’re so right. look at you squirm, mama. you take it so well.”

meeting his brown eyes, calid and mirthy. yuuji latches back onto your pussy — entire mouth engulfing the length of your slit, pink muscle squirming against spoken walls to thrust, much like he would with his cock, and you ripple around him desperately every time. “taste so good, fuckin’ dripping for me.” he says, heady and hungry, chin wet and lips raw? moaning against you impatiently because all he wants is for you to cum.

when yuuji switches, tongue back in your ass and fingers rubbing your clit in misshapen circles — you squeal so high that the sound shoots down his spine and his eyes roll back into his skull, cock rubbing itself sore against the bed.

“can feel you… s’like you’re all the way in my throat. s-so deep, baby.” your voice is a tremor, barely holding itself together whilst your sanity comes apart. it’s true, his fingers scissor your clenched hole as if to make room for something thicker, girthier later on.

“hmm, you like that? me in your tight, warm little holes,” he’s got filth locked and loaded behind his teeth that graze your clit here and there — ecstasy striking you like a lightning bolt. yuuji’s pitch rises like hot air over cold, whiny and needy as though he’s seconds away from losing it all. “cum for me baby, i know you need it. let go for me baby. c’mon, come on. ohoho, shit. there it is…”

yuuji laughs brightly as you squirt — as if the very sight is the reason why the word joy holds its meaning. the corners of your world turn fuzzy with a black vignette as if a cloak of night has been pulled over your eyes. for a second, your presence in the world slips like it was always meant to be fleeting — you are sure that your heart pauses in place and your lungs exhale their last breath all while static jump-starts across your brain, cables crossing. electricity crackling. the jock licks you clean throughout, tongue curling to cover your clit, dipping lower to gather what juice runs between your ass cheeks. glistening, glazed — a sweet treat that has him bucking wildly into the bed until you’re both coated in your own mess.

“holy shit,” he licks his lips clean, wipes the remainder of your orgasm from the corners of his mouth with the back of hand in a manner that’s so sexy it gears you up for another turn. “you gotta let me do that more often. you cum so hard.”

you reach for him as he crawls up the bed to join you, the scent of yourself permeating his skin whilst he peppers you with affectionate kisses. “only if you fuck me there with your cock next time.” you beam, too buzzed to keep on being shy with your words.

yuuji’s eyes roll back into his skull and swears he might actually die.

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