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Hello what are your thoughts on toji x reader but toji has a massive breeding kink
★ 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔. + 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎
masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. toji and his breeding kink .
─── ☆ notes. sorry this upload took so long pookie i'm just now finishing up everyones requests that they've sent in .
─── ☆ length. 483 (4 min read) .
─── ☆ genre and warnings. +18 nsfw under the cut. minors dni, just porn no plot, drabble, sweaty sex, body worship, mating press, hickeys, biting, overstimulation, marking, mentions of dilf!toji, size kink(?), choking | — feedback is always welcomed & don't forget to reblog 🤍
Like molten lava Toji’s lips felt pressed against your already warm skin, his weight pressed against your back caging you against the mattress.
His hands were planted around your hips, lifting them just inches away from the mattress to better arch your ass in the right position for him to hump his length inside of you.
With each thrust, his chin rests just in the dip of your shoulder, vocal. His gruff moans and muffled praise about how good you felt were all you could hear over the sound of your own.
Despite coming over three times, Toji seemed to always encourage you to accomplish higher numbers, at least lasting until the point of exhaustion.
All the man had was pent-up energy from years of distracting himself with work and being a single father for so long, providing for his family.
So when you strutted into his life ready to jump his bones as the first woman to have sex with him since the birth of his son, you better believe Toji took the opportunity to fuck you into his king-sized mattress with open arms.
But that didn't mean that you still couldn’t complain as he fucked you until your legs trembled, your thighs were covered in dark hickeys, pussy was practically raw from the overstimulation and, god forbid, the heat.
Sweating all over each other as the temperature from your friction seemed to warm up, turning the bedroom into a personal sauna.
Toji’s hips ground into your ass, the angle hit just the right spot that you had whimpering out his name like a prayer.
You felt cock dumb being spread out starch naked and having his weight press you down, his legs in between yours as he held you down in place.
He had disregarded the condom during the first round, and just that reminder had your head spinning.
Your nails fisted into the blankets for dear life as he trailed kisses along the back of your neck. His soothing kisses were soon replaced with teasing bite marks, making you jolt as another orgasm started to creep on both of you.
The feeling was dangerous, having Toji cum inside of you for the first time, all you could think about was him stuffing you full. The possibility of getting you pregnant seemed to be the clearest thought in his mind as he panted against your hips, rutting roughly.
His fingers wrap around your neck, lifting your face from the blankets and craning your neck just enough to catch you in a messy kiss.
You hadn't given it much thought because you were too preoccupied with the sensation of his sudden deep thrust to breathe properly as his warm cum painted your insides white.
The rest of his weight fell against you, and the spark you felt having him still inside you as he struggled to catch his own breath was indescribable.
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tags ⥂ 𝐦𝐝𝐢, PwP, established relationship, blow job, kissing his sweaty balls, praise, gagging, Toji can’g help bug make you take of his cock into your mouth, mentions of past recordings
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Standing between Toji thighs, admiring your husband. Whilst he lifts barbell, his thick arms bulging as he lifts it. As his abs clench, the angry lines from raged fueled work outs begging for you to bite and lick.
There is a clink of the barbell taking a rest, as Toji set it down. Grabbing his bottle of water and hand towel, holding the bottle out to him. Whilst he sit up, taking the water to chug down.
Wiping the sweat dripping down the side of his face. Whilst asking, “Do you want me to suck the sweat off your cock?” Cupping your ass whilst lowering the bottle.
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toji fucks you like this. and even with all of the gasping and whining, you still squeeze him like your life depends on it, needy and determined to feel the pressure of his cock filling you up always.
he’ll press a kiss to your temple, one so soft that it directly contradicts the power behind his strokes as he murmurs “Look at my pretty fucking girl, taking it like a champ.”
SWEET PUNISHMENT | haikyu
featuring: kuroo, miya twins, iwaizumi, bokuto, oikawa, daichi, suna, & wakatoshi
♰ warnings: gangbang, exhibitionism, office sex, daddy kink (samu), oral (m.receiving), voyeurism, double pen w/the miya twins (one hole), lipstick kink (oikawa), darcyphilia, degrading, praising, hair-pulling, overstimulation, squirting
sereniti speaks ♡: this is my first ever gangbang… masterlist
Your back pressed flat against the mahogany colored table, arching ever so slightly with each harsh thrust of Atsumu’s hips. His hands gripped prints that blossomed like newborn flowers into your skin, his eyes trained on how cute your tits looked bouncing as he fucked into you with no remorse.
“Isn’t she beautiful when she’s getting fucked?” Kuroo smiled, caressing your forehead before placing a sweet kiss on it. He reminded you of how much you meant to each and every one of them, his soothing words taking you to a certain mental space you’d never want to escape. “Such a good for us, aren’t you, angel? Let me hear you say it.”
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incognithot (aizawa x student! reader)
♥ pairing: aizawa x fem!reader
♥ wc: 1,448
♥ synopsis: You're Aizawa's problem student. During Halloween, you dress up in a costume that hides your identity and get fucked by him.
tw: teacher-student relationship, age gap, reader is 18, daddy kink, choking, unsafe sex, alcohol, dubious consent (alcohol involved), fingering
Just the thought of going out with your girls to celebrate Halloween and getting fucked by your teacher, Aizawa, in the restroom of some bar while you're wearing a costume and he's too drunk to notice it's you.
It's Halloween, and you use the occasion as a chance to dress up as a slut, of course, opting for a tight, black tube dress and high heels that are definitely brought together by the cheap cat ears you stole from your bestie and the shitty nose and whiskers your friend drew on you while half-drunk. You slap on a venetian-styled mask, hoping to maybe elevate your trashy couture a little bit. It doesn't, but it at least hides your identity pretty efficiently when aided by the mirage of night time.
He is the last person you expect to see in the bar, dressed up as Dracula too, and you're glad that your girlfriends aren't part of the hero course, because it would be pretty embarrassing to confess how horny you are for your teacher, and have been for a long time. Usually, you wouldn't even bother saying hi to him in public, already knowing that he would probably just choose to ignore you or just sigh at you for daring to bother him outside of class.
But tonight, you're brave, sexy and most of all, drunk as hell, so you don't think twice of approaching him and hitting him with some random joke about vampires, probably an awful one considering how unimpressed he looks, but it's enough to distract him from the group of people he was hanging out with. You are glad you don't recognize any of them, so you can embarrass yourself with a little bit more freedom. You expect him to sigh when he realizes who you are, maybe entertain your bullshit a little bit and then tell you to go do your homework, but he doesn't. You quickly realize why: He doesn't recognize you. Holy shit.
You don't quite remember what the hell you blab about, and he probably doesn't either, because he spends most of the conversation just looking you up and down, which makes you nervous, as it could either mean that, option A, he is starting to realize who you are, or option B, he is checking you out. You don't know which one makes you dizzier.
You get your answer when he wraps his arm around your waist at some point, pulling you closer, his intoxicating cologne now invading all your senses, as he pretends to laugh at some dumb joke you spouted. He is pretending to laugh. He is pretending, so he can get on your good side. So he can fuck you. It makes electricity go right into your clit, your pussy throbbing around nothing. You look up at him, starry-eyed, absolutely enamored with your handsome teacher, too drunk to realize what you're getting yourself into.
He whispers something in your ear, about wanting to get some privacy with you, talk more quietly. You agree enthusiastically, but are surprised when instead of leading you outside, he drags you into the restroom.
It happens.
Him pinning you against the wall and kissing you desperately, probably thinking you're just some hot slut he picked up at a bar rather than one of his students. You roll your eyes back at feeling of his tongue in your mouth, the taste of whiskey and nicotine quickly flooding your senses as you remember the fact that this is the same man who scolded you for smoking during breaks, who scrunched his nose and told you this was a disappointment coming from you. The same man who grabbed your wrist and made you drop the cigarette when you refused to do so.
The same strong hands now groping you desperately, slapping your ass and making it jiggle. You hug his neck with your arms, standing in your tippy toes as he has fun squeezing you, pinching you, abusing you as much as he wants, because in his mind, you're some whore who is going to let him do whatever he wants.
Him sliding a finger into you and loving the way you arch your back and moan at the intrusion, both in pain and pleasure, a smug smirk trailing on his lips as he sees you struggle to even take a mere finger. Making a nasty comment about how you feel like a virgin, about how he's going to wreck you and stretch you out real good, about how pretty sluts like you are begging for it. It makes your stomach flip, both from fear and arousal, as your mind struggles to process this side of him. You almost feel attacked at the rough treatment, wondering what you did to turn the barely interested man back in the bar into this mean, obscene version of himself, but then you realize it's because you look so fucking hot he can't stop himself. In his eyes, you're some dumb, young bitch he's going to use tonight.
He kisses your neck while he fingers your pussy, struggling to even get halfway in there, having to use the full strength of his arm to bury knuckle deep into you. Your eyes roll back into your head as your lips part open, breathless. He plants wet, sloppy kisses on your neck, and the prickling of his beard against his neck reminds you that you're being fingered by your goddamn teacher, who always refuses to give you the 10% in your final grade because of your "rebellious" behavior. You bite your lip, heart beating wildly, tangling your fingers in his long hair as he sucks a hickey into your throat, and wonder what the fuck is wrong with you.
You know he is very much drunk when he doesn't bother with protection, instead choosing to turn you around, pin you against the wall and bully his raw cock into your tight pussy. You want to object at this, but he slaps a hand on your mouth, and for the first time in the night, you feel a twinge of fear run down your spine. Would it be a bad time to make a joke about how you're disappointed in him? Before you can make the decision, you squeal at the sensation of his fat cock head stretching you painfully, bigger than anything you ever had before. He grunts, frustrated at the tight fit, as he forces the entirety of his thick cock inside you, inch by excruciating inch as you do your best to accommodate your dear teacher. You always imagined him to be big when he would star in your wet dreams, but you never imagined him to be this...overwhelming.
He fucks you slowly at first, enjoying the way your plump ass jiggles when he thrusts into you. You moan sweetly, hypnotized by the way the pain slowly becomes sticky pleasure, as you push your hips back, meeting his thrusts rhythmically, and you realize this is probably the first time you two have ever agreed on anything. He is always too busy scolding you for shit, acting like a disapproving dad. You giggle dumbly, as the words escape your lips before you can calculate them, "Nngh, harder, daddy."
Everything suddenly stops.
You blink, slightly sobered now, wondering if you freaked him out, or even worse, made him realize who you really are. What an unfortunate epiphany to have while being balls deep inside you. You slightly turn around, concerned, but a hand on your head forcefully pins you against the wall again.
Out of nowhere, he picks up the pace, it's brutal enough to make the cubicle shake. His hand viciously wraps around your throat, pressing down on your windpipe hard enough to take away any oxygen going into your lungs. Your eyes widen as he starts fucking you at a brutal pace, shifting your body so he can put your leg on his shoulder and fuck you even deeper. Your other leg dangles on the air, as he now effortlessly uses you as a little sex doll, and the mere thought of you is enough to push you into the hot, white edge. You moan a loud, obscene "Oh fuck, dadddyyyyyy~" as you cum, the waves of pleasure hitting you like a truck.
Your walls flutter and squeeze around his cock, pushing him into his own orgasm, as he finishes with a brutal thrust, and a broken grunt. You feel yourself being filled up your teacher's hot, warm cum, shot inside you one, two, three times, painting your insides white. You almost cum again at the exquisite feeling and the thought of being accidentally knocked up by Aizawa.
Drunk in the post-orgasm haze, and still as stupid as ever, you wonder if this will finally force him to give you that extra 10%.
! ETERNAL DEVOTION
synopsis: zhongli finds you worshipping him and offers you a contract
cw; sub fem! reader, god / mortal dynamic, fingering, vaginal penetration, size difference, age gap, mentions of mind control, also slight monster fucking
controlling a mortal was as simple as a snap of his fingers, you'd be under his spell doing everything his way — but one look at you tells him he doesn't need to do that because you'd succumb to him the moment he appeared in front of you, just like you were born to be his, body and mind
zhongli's eyes follow you as you place the last piece of offering beneath his statue; the young rex lapis would have asked for more, for you to kneel and pray, but he's aged, he's no longer at his peak and he’s tired of all the arrogance he once had
however, you, this young and innocent girl with such a strong devotion to your god, has that part of him vacillating once more, a part of him determined to make you his, to feel greater again
he is selfish when he reveals his identity to you one night, handing you a contract on what he wants out of this ‘relationship’ — and you were so quick to oblige, so obedient, so good for him, just like how he predicted the moment he laid eyes on you
zhongli feels like he’s ascending to celestia when he pulls you onto his lap, ass soft and plush on his aching dick, giving it just the right amount of pleasure like you knew what it needed
his clawed hands finally appears after years of hiding in the facade of ‘the human zhongli’, and he sighs in pleasure at the feeling, leaving light scratches on your already naked body — he thinks the way your moans and whimpers spill from your mouth is downright sinful, but he can't deny that it makes him want more
when you nod meekly and bring his hand to your dripping core, he tells you that it'll be okay, that he'll make you feel good if you give him the chance — and he's grown bigger without his knowledge, so big that he thinks if he pushes himself in, he'll split you apart
his fingers work magic on your pussy as he frees himself from the restraints of his pants, letting the leaking tip press against the crevice of your ass, golden cum smearing on your untouched body, burning into your skin; a sign that your god is marking you as his
he deems you ready when you cum around his fingers for the second time, body spasming in his embrace — his eyes roll involuntarily the minute he presses his dick into you, so wet, so tight, so warm and perfect, squeezing him so deliciously that he may cum on the spot
no mortal or celestial being had ever made him feel this way; it made him realize what 'making love' really meant, rather than just ‘sex’ which he had been doing for the past 6000 years of his life
zhongli effortlessly flips you around, forcing you to face him as you struggle to adjust to his sheer size, the stretch painful yet addictive — you're clinging on for dear life as he bounces you on his cock, hands holding you in place to prevent you from fleeing, not when you're both on cloud nine — so you allow yourself to sink deeper into the feeling, relaxing and surrendering your body to morax, allowing him to show you his promise from the start
“gonna cum—”
warnings sputter from you as you bury your face into his chest, and he groans at the view; the size difference along with the way your gummy walls spasm around him pushes him closer to the edge as well
his fingers wrap around your neck to force eye contact with him before kissing you roughly, his longer dragon tongue dipping into the warm cavern, tangling with your own
“cum. cum for me, mortal.”
white surrounds you the moment you hear the command, body freezing up at the orgasm that knocked the wind out of you — zhongli’s own high has him seeing stars, something he’s never experienced before
it took him sometime to regain consciousness, his gaze immediately trailing to where the two of you are connected as he watches golden streaks of cum drip out in amazement
for a while, he let himself become vulnerable, allowing the two of you to stay like that as you fall asleep on him, bathing in the silence of the night and the warmth of another, something he hadn't had in a long, long time
Simple Request
18+, plus size reader, toji is beefyyyyy, use of princess, spitting, crude language, grinding, light smut tbh, unedited, (this was my first time writing in a while so feedback is greatly appreciated🫶🏾 )
“youre not picking me up toji.”
your boyfriend raises his eyebrow at this. he’d been trying to convince you to let him carry you around for the day after disclosing that your feet had been hurting from work. of course treating you like a princess for a day is the first thing that came to toji’s mind. although you knew he just wanted an excuse to have his hands on your ass. but seeing as no man had ever even tried to pick you up, you had already come to the conclusion that being carried around and jumping on your man was just something you couldn’t do. so now youre stuck sitting at your kitchen barstool in nothing but some panties and a t shirt waiting for toji to drop it so you could finish the cleaning you had planned.
“look baby,” he puts his hands on your bare thighs and pushes them open, stepping in between them to get even deeper into your space. he wraps one thick arm around your back and brings his other hand to your face. “I won’t drop you, i promise i can handle it. i’m a pretty big boy” he throws you a playful wink while flexing a massive bicep. you bite your lip while contemplating his words. even still, theres still a hint of insecurity in the back of your mind.
toji can see all the thoughts running through your pretty little head from his simple request and decides to help you make your decision. he moves so fast you dont even comprehend that hes holding you in the air til you scramble to wrap your limbs around him.
“Toji what the hell!” you move one hand to smack him on the chest. His body rumbles with laughter as he watches your little hand swat at him.
“you were talking too long to make up your mind beautiful” you narrow your eyes at him but end your attacks nonetheless. you begin to take note of his proximity to you, realizing that your pussy was right against his dick, your clothed tits pressing into his bare chest. you start to feel hot, as being this close to your man always made you, his scent almost intoxicating.
“so you picked me up, now what?” you question him. he gives you a sinister smile before walking you both over to the nearest wall. he gently presses you against it and leans in to place kisses on your exposed throat.
“Toji wait” but your voice is too breathy for either of you to believe you want him to stop. he hums against your skin as he licks and bites his way up to your ear. his breath is warm against your ear “grind that pussy on me pretty girl, don’t be shy” his deep voice goes right to your already dripping core. you begin to wind your hips against his, feeling his stiff erection through your thin panties. his head lowers to catch your lips in a heated and sloppy kiss. his tongue sucks yours into his mouth while your muffled moans vibrate through both of you.
your eyes widen as your boyfriend shifts to hold you with one arm while using support from the wall. his other hand comes up to grab you roughly by the throat, lightly squeezing. “open.” you follow his command instantly, opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out. he moves his hand up to use his thumb to pin your tongue to your chin. he spits right onto your tongue and immediately leans down to lick it right back off, your tastebuds dancing across each others. you let out a needy whimper as he grabs your face and detaches his mouth from yours but still holds you close enough that your lips brush. “you’re being so good for me princess, now” he moves his hand back down to your throat and cuts your air off completely, making your brain go fuzzy. “take my fucking dick out so i can put it in your stomach”
"good girl"
♱ parings : true form sukuna x f!reader
♱ contains: pure filth. (choking, ass slapping, hair pulling, missionary, backshots), sukuna fucking you dumb :0
*minors do not interact* 18+ content
he's ruthless and nasty with his thrust, strings of your juices and his pre-cum dripping from his shaft and out of your oozing cunt as his lower dick is fucking you mercilessly.
you can barely moan anything coherently, sukuna's ruining your pretty little slit as your walls clench down onto him; you can feel every single pulsating vein dragging in and out of you, the thick shaft of his upper dick rubbing against your throbbing clit, the pleasure coming from all angles of your pussy was enough to make you go brain dead. your velvety walls clinched around him every time he groaned.
four red pupils were down staring at you through the clouded vision of your teary eyes, one of sukuna's hands were on your neck, one holding your wrist together over your head as the other two were holding your hips. sweat coating your body as his sweat droplets fell from his abs, the black lines on his skin never looked sexier as he propped one leg onto your bed to go even deeper.
sukuna's tip was pressed against your cervix, nearly entering the opening of it as his juicy balls slapped against your ass, sukuna leaned over you as he panted like a tired dog, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as the corners of his mouth widened into a smile. he took his hand off of your neck, peppering hickeys and the teeth marks from his fangs onto your skin.
"that's it baby, taking that dick like the good slut i trained you to be..." sukuna hissed into your ear, laying on top of you as you wrapped your arms and legs around him, tracing the black lines on his skin as a slimy white ring bubbled around his shaft. moans & sukuna's name escaped your mouth as were cumming, digging your nails into sukuna's skin as your bedframe constantly slammed against your wall.
sukuna wasn't the type to stop after either of you came, he wanted to fuck you like you were nothing but a lifeless sex doll, until the only thing you could babble was his name, turning you over on all fours —he continuously fucked you from behind as he pulled your hair, grabbing your breast with one hand as another played with your aching clit. you held onto your bedframe for dear life as sukuna fucks you at an unhinged pace. your plush ass clapping against his stomach as he lands several smacks of his hand onto your cheeks, squeezing the stinging handprints afterwards.
"why are you doing this to me?" innocence oozing from your voice as you looked back at sukuna, furrowing your brows as you threw you head back farther than it went by getting your hair pulled; you bit your bottom lip as tears burned in your eyes. "we've got to make a bunch of little curses, sweet thing." sukuna replies as your pussy warms up again, the tingling in your belly indicating you were about to cum again before sukuna fills you up with his creamy release; spraying your insides white as he thrust into your womb.
sukuna finally pulls out as your hips drop, you were spread out onto your bed with chunks of white flowing out of you, sukuna giggled at the sight as he picks you up and kisses you on the forehead. "that's my good girl."
Crew, how do you feel about Shinichiro and his raging baby fever every time he comes home from visiting Wakasa & his partner and their baby? ☹️
warnings| breeding, cream pie, sex, choking, mentions of babies, shinichiro holding a child for like two seconds, he’s a little unhinged in this, uhm dirty talk?
notes| okay, like high key I wanted to slap this in the sins of the father au but imma do that with another shin fic, I’m also half asleep and as usual this is unedited.
Shinichiro is not the one wearing the proverbial pants in this relationship. He’s not the decision making head of the household. He doesn’t manage the finances and you know, the whole shebang.
And it’s not because he can’t. It’s not because he wouldn’t like to be doing all of this. It’s because he likes it when you’re bossy. When you’re in charge and spending all of his hard earned money on man again the house and keeping your lives together.
You also have a plan. You’re not like an expert planner or anything of the sort. You just came into his life, gathered the tattered ends of it and fixed it. And he has continued to let you keep those ends nice and tidy. He pays you in unconditional love and exorbitant direct deposits into your shared accounts.
Now, in this plan…children are a few years down the line. At least two or three years after marriage which isn’t for at least another year if he’s got his math correct.
By not wearing the proverbial pants he has subscribed himself to those plans of yours. And he intends to stick to them unless you don’t want to in which case all bets are off.
And he enters Wakasa’s home with this information already ingrained in him. He’s expecting to get in, congratulate the happy couple, give the runt a kiss on the forehead and dip.
He’s not expecting his head to implode the second Wakasa’s partner lays the baby in your arms. His brain short circuits entirely. In fact, he’s not even sure he’s had a single coherent thought since then. And the way you’d held the little boy and cooed down at them like they were the most precious thing in the world; he’s fucked.
You waddle over to him and ask if he wants to hold the baby and he must make some affirmative sound because you gently lay the baby in his arms. One look at the squirming little thing and Shinichiro’s control snaps as though it weren’t made of the same iron they use to make chains that hold ship anchors. It snaps like it were floss.
He’s hurrying you out of the house. Wakasa eyeing him knowingly, reassuring his partner that Shinichiro has something important to do.
And he does.
“A baby,” he blurts when he gets inside your home and pins you to the front door. “We should have one.”
You stare blankly at him for a few seconds. Irritated that he dragged you home at all. “What?”
He’s not a man of enough words. Here lies his opportunity to explain himself. Instead he kisses you soundly. Until you’re both out of breath. He tugs and coxes your clothes from you. Only the honking of the neighbour’s horn makes you jump apart. Reminds you that you’re standing at the front door.
You’re flabbergasted.
Who the fuck is this man that just hoisted you, bare as the day you were born, over his shoulder. He lands a smack to your ass before he lowers you to the bed. He’s shirtless, his jeans hanging open and the elastic of his Calvin’s lowered on one side to expose one delicate, tatted hipbone.
You don’t have time to admire the art work covering his chest. Or the way his muscles shift and bunch. Or the metal bar through his left nipple as he ducks to devour your mouth. There’s something urging you to stop him. To press your palms against his stomach and push him off. But the contact only spurs him on and your hard end up tangled in his hair, the heels of your feet helping his pants lower to just enough that he can work his cock free.
“Wanna put a baby in you,” he slurs and a neon dance sign goes off in your head. The bulbs of which promptly blow when he lifts one leg to get better access to your center and then, with a gentle thrust he enters you. He’s still hovering just above your face. You’re sharing the same air, your low skimming each time you take a breath. Your eyes cross. Whether from the sensation of Shinichiro’s cock burrowing deep inside you or from you trying to see his face you don’t know but your visions blurs and your body begins to tremble.
His pace is asinine. This person fucking you is not your boyfriend. It can’t be. You have a fleeting thought about possession before you’re scrambling to hold onto his shoulders, nails dragging along his fresh as he folds you. His fingers cup your ass from beneath to give him leverage. And your faces are so close, your mouths right there.
When you kiss him his pace stutters. The sound that leaves him is pained. Or maybe it leaves you. But suddenly his pace is slower, his hands sliding to beneath your shoulders to hold you closer to him. His tongue lapping and teasing at your mouth. Dipping in and out in a jerky version of the way he’s fucking into you.
The sounds filling your bedroom are obscene. Between the wet sound of your losing and the incessant smacking of his thighs against yours you’re almost embarrassed.
There’s a desperation to the way he’s fucking you. To his half mumbled sentences about him wanting a child.
“A baby right here,” he breathes against the back of your neck. He’s flipped you, barely acknowledging that he’s filled your cunt with his thick cum and it’s making a mess in the bed. Your walls still flutter with the after shocks of your own orgasm as he sinks his still hard cock into you from behind. You’re flattened to the bed, his thighs cradling yours, and his fingers tangled in yours as he rolls his cock in and out, in and out.
You’re sweaty and sticky and a little delirious fork how deep he’s getting. You’re only seeing through one eye because the spot in you his cock hits is directly connected to that other eye and it twitches so hard you can’t open it. You’re a mess. And Shinichiro is enjoying himself. Some part of your mind has accepted that you’re coming out of this with a child. And that part of your brain urges you to fuck back on him.
He freezes, sitting up on his knees and helping you to yours. He’s still buried deep but this angle allows him the visual of his lower stomach, covered in semi translucent liquid and sweat, the muscles of his abs contracting harshly when you pull off his cock, leaving the viscous evidence of your arousal along its length and the push yourself back, your pussy making a lewd sucking noise that makes him dizzy.
His mouth is parted in awe, his eyes are watering and his hands shake as he cups your hips, let’s you control the pace. He imagines the hundreds of other ways he’s going to fuck you. Just for a single moment he thinks ‘I’ll slow down, I’ll make love to them’ and then you moan—
“Want you to put a baby in me.”
He loves so fast you’re unprepared. Long fingers wrap around your throat from the front, they drag you up into a kneeling position that forces Shinichiro’s cock so deep in you you see stars. You’re orgasming as he wraps his other arm around your waist and bounces you on his cock.
“How many do you want?” He pants. “I want four,” he groans. His lips brush your ear as he speaks, sending goosebumps skittering along your skin. “Maybe five hm? Wanna see you round and swollen and pretty with my baby inside of you.”
“Oh yes,” you babble. Agreeing to have as many babies as he wants is the nail in your coffin. He bites your ear harshly before pressing your face into the mattress. Getting up on his feet and ramming you from above. The angle makes you insane.
A wild, broken sound escapes you. And Shinichiro honest to God growls. Growls. The orgasm that crashes into you makes you collapse. You’re gasping for air. Huge gulps as Shinichiro goes down on top of you, and fucks you to his own orgasm.
Later when you’ve gathered whatever brain cells are left you squint at him from the other end of the bath tube as he rubs your feet and presses gentle kisses onto each toe.
“Where did you learn to fuck like that?”
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𝟏. 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 - Suguru Getou
𝟐. 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Wakatoshi Ushijima
𝟑. 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞 - Shouta Aizawa
𝟒. 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐈𝐜𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 - Satoru Gojo
𝟓. 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Hiromi Higuruma
𝟔. 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - Eren Yeager
𝟕. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 - Toji Fushiguro
𝟖. 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 - Kento Nanami
𝟗. 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - Tooru Oikawa
𝟏𝟎. 𝐒𝐞𝐱 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 - Suguru Getou
𝟏𝟏. 𝐃𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Levi Ackerman
𝟏𝟐. 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Satoru Gojo
𝟏𝟑. 𝐒𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 - Tengen Uzui
𝟏𝟒. 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐱 - Kento Nanami
𝟏𝟓. 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 - Suguru Getou and Shoko Ieiri
𝟏𝟔. 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 - Erwin Smith
𝟏𝟕. 𝐃𝐨𝐦/𝐒𝐮𝐛 - Toji Fushiguro
𝟏𝟖. 𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 - Satoru Gojo
𝟏𝟗. 𝐄𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Naoya Zenin
𝟐𝟎. 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - Hajime Iwaizumi
𝟐𝟏. 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 - Kiyoomi Sakusa
𝟐𝟐. 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Toji Fushiguro
𝟐𝟑. 𝐂𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Kento Nanami ft. Satoru Gojo
𝟐𝟒. 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 - Shoko Ieiri
𝟐𝟓. 𝐖𝐚𝐱 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 - Toji Fushiguro
𝟐𝟔. 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐞𝐱 - Koutarou Bokuto
𝟐𝟕. 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - Sukuna
𝟐𝟖. 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 - Toji Fushiguro
𝟐𝟗. 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Kento Nanami
𝟑𝟎. 𝐆𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 - Suguru Getou
𝟑𝟏. 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 - JJK Men
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hi angels 👼🏼 last year was fun, so, why not!? welcome to my slutober aka kinktober 2022. have fun my kinky angels <3
+ works would contain sensitive/triggering topics, please read tags and warnings before proceeding!!!
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𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.
+ list is not set in stone n is subject to change
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 1.
gun play + loid forger
summary. hired by an anonymous to kill a CEO, the job becomes more complicated than expected when your target turns out to be a tough-skinned man who may also be hiding a secret that could compromise your mission
cw. undercover spy!loid, assassin f!reader, oral, body worship, creampie, mating press, office sex, praise, pet names (princess, angel), gun play, fingering | wc. 4.300
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 2.
spectrophilia + fushiguro toji
summary. father and son move into an antique mansion, ready to start a new life — but the house's past seems to be waiting for them
cw. dilf!toji, ghost f!reader, toji is a good dad, oral, praise, pet names, m. solo, size kink, creampie, mating press, fingering, doggy, full nelson, squirting | wc. 6500
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 3.
somnophilia + bokuto kotaro
summary. daddy’s bunny doesn’t dare wake him up if her pussy aches, she does it herself
cw. daddy!bokuto, hybrid bunny f!reader, thigh riding, size kink, mild somno, praise, pussyjob, creampie | wc. 600
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 4.
double penetration + gojo satoru
summary.
cw. incubus!gojo, f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 5.
body worship + sebastian moran
summary.
cw. husband!moran, wife!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 6.
cumflation + beelzebub
summary.
cw. demon form!beel, f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 7.
anal + iwaizumi hajime
summary.
cw. athletic trainer!iwa, f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 8.
breeding kink + hawks
summary.
cw. dragon!hawks, princess!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 9.
squirting + ryomen sukuna
summary. this one will be pt 2 of last year's work
cw. piercer!sukuna, f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 10.
exhibitionism + riftan calypse
summary.
cw. husband!riftan, wife!reader,
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 11.
teratophilia + fushiguro toji
summary.
cw. monsterfucking, werewolf!toji, f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 12.
cnc + aki ayakawa
summary.
cw. serial killer!aki, f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 13.
dumbification + sebastian moran
summary.
cw. colonel!moran, nurse f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 14.
size kink + ushijima wakatoshi
summary.
cw. f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 15.
cock worship + shigaraki tomura
summary.
cw. boyfriend!shigaraki, girlfriend!reader,
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 16.
knife play + gojo satoru
summary.
cw. ghostface!gojo, cheerleader f!reader,
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 17.
exophilia + ken ryuguji n mitsuya takashi
summary.
cw. alien!draken + alien!mitsuya, f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 18.
sacrilege + ryomen sukuna
summary.
cw. yakuza boss!sukuna, miko!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 19.
overstimulation + quanxi
summary.
cw. girlfriend!quanxi, girlfriend!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 20.
intoxication + hebaron nirta
summary.
cw. barmaid!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 21.
praise kink + sebastian moran
summary.
cw. barmaid!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 22.
hybristophilia + dabi
summary.
cw. hero!dabi, villain f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 23.
gloryhole + fushiguro toji
summary.
cw. stepdad!toji, stepdaughter!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 24.
oral fixation + manjiro sano
summary.
cw. doctor!mikey, patient f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 25.
free choice + gojo satoru
summary.
cw. underground boxer!gojo, f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 26.
pet play + makima
summary.
cw. puppy f!reader,
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 27.
power imbalance + lucifer
summary.
cw. vice president!lucifer, student f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 28.
predator/prey + eren jaeger
summary.
cw. stalker!eren, cam girl!reader,
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 29.
mirror sex + tengen uzui
summary.
cw. hashira!uzui, demon f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 30.
bukkake + MSBY black jackal (meian, bokuto, a. miya, sakusa)
summary.
cw. journalist f!reader
✧˖*°࿐ OCTOBER 31.
corruption kink + fushiguro toji, gojo satoru, ryomen sukuna, geto suguru (not sure about geto lol)
summary.
cw. dilf(s), babysitter f!reader
+ overview of kinks you may have questions on:
spectrophilia ✧˖*°࿐ is sexual attraction to ghosts or sexual arousal from images in mirrors, as well as the alleged phenomenon of sexual encounters between ghosts and humans
exophilia ✧˖*°࿐ is a sexual attraction to strange, or otherworldly things, such as extraterrestrial lifeforms, supernatural beings, robots and other non-human things.
teratophilia ✧˖*°࿐ sexual attraction to monster
power imbalance ✧˖*°࿐ refers to the unequal distribution of control and power between partners
cumflation ✧˖*°࿐ being filled with too much cum, resulting in a ‘belly bulge’
hybristophilia ✧˖*°࿐ sexual interest in and attraction to those who commit crimes. in some cases, this may be directed toward people in prison for various types of criminal activities
exhibitionism ✧˖*°࿐ who enjoys the thrill and/or excitement of having sex in random nontraditional areas usually public places
bukkake ✧˖*°࿐ japanese ぶっかけ ‘bukkakeru’ (wetting, dripping), is a group sex practice in which several men ejaculate in turn or together on a person, often kneeling. sometimes it may coincide with the ingestion of semen
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unholy: tokyo revengers
Timeskip! Shiba Taiju
Bonten! Akaashi Takeomi
Bonten! Haitani Ran
Toman Timeslip! Hanma Shuji
unholy: jujutsu kaisen
Biker! Sukuna
Yakuza! Gojo
Au! Fushiguro Toji
Long live the Emperor …
synopsis — he was a very jealous man and he would do anything to send his message. you were his and he would make sure everyone knew who you belonged to.
warning - nsfw, dubcon, arranged marriage, public sex, throne sex, cock warming
shameful. it’s a shameful display of power and greed and no one dares to say a word. the court has been in session for what felt like hours with many people passing through with important requests for the emperor.
their voices are low and some even stutter, scared to look away but even more afraid to anger their emperor if they dare look at his royal consort.
“you may speak” he says, his voice as steady as any other day only that he has his beautiful wife on his lap in a thin sheer robe that leaves little to the imagination despite how long it is. it’s a beautiful shade of green, see-through and no doubt only appropriate for your private quarters.
you’re beautiful with the finest jewellery fit for the royal consort and despite your obvious discomfort and embarrassment, you know you can’t move. his cock is buried deep inside you and if you were to move, it sends a shiver up your spine that you want to hate. your husband has no respect for you privacy at all, wanting to make a point to all the men who stare at you. you belonged to him and he didn’t care if you were young and new to this side of the world.
you had just turned 18 and your father had promised you to him and no matter how much you begged and pleaded with him, he forced you to marry the emperor and now you were being shown off like some prize in front of everyone.
“m-my king” the man below speaks, but his unable to look at the king in the eye so he keeps his eyes downcast, his cheeks are red and so are his ears. you want to feel sorry for the poor old man but you saw the way he looked at you when he first entered and he was no different than anyone else in the court.
“speak up!” ran shouts, “if you’re here to waste my time, then my guards can see you out”
“i’ve come to ask for h-help” the man clears his throat, “my people, we have been struggling with-”
the man can barely get his words out and it’s so obvious that the king is bored. he helps his people and his not a selfish man but he’s very different with you and it’s clear that the people have angered him enough to push him this far. he circles his hips and grips your waist.
you can’t hide the shame that fills you the moment you moan, your mouth falling open in surprise as he thrusts up into you. his cock is big and even though you had become well acquainted on your wedding night, it was still difficult to get used to something so thick.
there are whispers throughout the court and you don’t have to see the king’s face to know he’s smirking. the smug bastard knew exactly what he was doing and he would do it again to send the message across.
you belonged to him.
did the meme :D
I hate when people think xiao is super dominant and he’s gonna top you big time. no no. the second you lay him down and sit on top of him with your hands running down his toned torso, he’s covering his face blushing. literally such a sensitive little mess. although, a possessive xiao is something i definitely have to agree with. he’s definitely one to get himself worked up and jealous over something so stupid and end up grabbing you by your neck and fucking you ass up while telling you your his. <3
If you tell Toji that you're insecure about your chubby body, he'll literally lift you up in his arms and slam you back down on his cock, fucking you in the air, telling you that you are absolutely perfect and that it just means he has more of you to love.
i always have tengen tots… mostly about him keeping my in a head lock with those juicy big biceps as he pounds me LOL
☰ ft : tengen x f! reader
cw/tw : pwp + full nelson position, overstimulation.
the soft fat of tengen's arms flex; strong and tender muscles bulking out as he preps your lolling head closer to his chest with eager hands lying flat against the back of your neck; keeping your body straight and flush against his..
with aching legs spread adjacent to your head and arms folding towards your sides in vulnerability-all as if you were some toy uzui was constructing-his cock slides in easily.
your eyes knock to the back of your head feeling the force of his cock stretching your little cunt. feeling your tight gummy walls spreading as he lifts his hips from the bed to meet with yours, allowing himself to plow into your sopping folds till he hit deep.
letting your body be rocked into his obscene rhythm and with each thrust barreling through your insides with a painful, yet addicting tempo, leaves a shameful spittle of drool to trickle down at the corner of your mouth. and a cocky smirk presses softly against the nape of your neck at the cold feel of your drool puddling down to his side, making the bright man swell with pride to make you fall in such euphoria.
feeling warm breaths huffing through his lips come in sync with each violent, almost animalistic pumps he bellows out in; forcing more of your sticky mess to leak. the wet and sloppy noises ring with greater volume each time your tingling, aching ass bounces and slaps against his slim waist.
each pounce all the more powerful.
ferocious even.
who’s your (baby) daddy?
— mini series masterlist
╰┈➤ After being dumped by your boyfriend of 3 years, you decide to switch things up and go on your own version of a “hot girl summer”—subsequently finding yourself with a surprise that would arrive in 9 months time. The catch? You have absolutely no idea which of the 3 men you slept with is your baby’s daddy.
% slice of life, romance comedy
# explicit smut, angst, heartbreak, pregnancy, breakups, alcohol, questionable life choices, evasion of child support, messiness, drama, medical talk
NANAMI ➵ GOJOU ➵ TOJI ➵ SUKUNA ➵ EPILOGUE
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BITE MY TONGUE — toji fushiguro.
ABOUT: upon paying a visit to your local tattoo parlour, you leave more than satisfied.
WARNINGS: sub fem reader, tattoo artist au, overuse of petnames, tiddy sucking, finger sucking, body writing, teasing, talk of toji being a bad dad.
WORDS: 2.5k.
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"what can i do ya for, princess?"
though you rolled your eyes at the pet name, your stomach did a flip as the attractive, inky haired individual posed the question. instead of thinking up a clever retort, you merely shook his flirtatious smirk off and explained your ideas for the intricately detailed floral arrangement that you wished to have tattooed on your sternum.
"got any other tats, doll? it's gonna hurt, better make sure y'r prepared."
"yes," you mumbled weakly, finding yourself somewhat intimidated as toji stood up from his chair. his sheer size was frightening, and his black tank top that revealed his own heavily tattooed skin did nothing to soften the man's image.
"don't be nervous; i don't bite. follow me and we'll get ya set up. name's toji, by the way."
you trailed few steps behind him, eyes flickering between the dark lines adorning his skin. you could make out different sized depictions of koi fish and dragon scales, of pagodas and spider lilies. there was even some lettering in amongst the patterns — you assumed that they were the names of those important to him: "megumi" and "tsumiki".
he led you to a backroom and motioned for you to take a seat as he started to set up his station. toji pulled out a folder full of his premade sketches and, lo and behold, you fell in love at first sight. looking up to him with your wide and bright doe eyes, you explain precisely what you wanted as well as placement.
"i'm gonna need ya to take your shirt off, doll," toji instructed, "gotta look at where i'll be tattooin'."
heat rushed to your cheeks at the question, shrouding you with embarrassment. you knew that you'd have to get topless in order to get your desired tattoo, but you hadn't imagined that the artist would be so darn attractive. it took him looking away, busying himself with his inks before you could muster up the courage to slip your shirt over your head. it left you clad in your lacy pink bra that perfectly complimented your skin tone, or at least that's what toji thought. he had to maintain his professional composure, however, you were making it incredibly difficult.
"bra too, sweetheart," he requested, "i can give ya some pasties if ya want, but i gotta see that skin,"
you debated his offer, though ultimately declined — they wouldn't make a massive difference anyways. leaning forward in your chair as you reached around to unhook your bra, only to fumble with the clasp.
"need a hand there?" toji smirked, an empty offer masquerading as a sleazy joke. he hadn't anticipated for you to say yes.
you'd have his hands on you at some point, so why not allow him to help? toji's large hands made quick work of your bra, skillful fingers unhooking it. in an attempt to alleviate your nervousness, you tried to make small talk with the man - but what came out was certainly not what you intended.
"it looks like you're quite experienced at this," you stuttered as soon as the words left your lips, wishing to suck them back in. toji cocked a brow as he looked at you, wondering if you'd really just made a comment on how experienced with women you perceived him to be.
"i- i mean- your tattoos! not, umm, anything else!" you spluttered, mentally cursing at yourself.
"i've done my fair share." he chuckled, loving how flustered you already were. "tattoos and women, that is."
you truly couldn't decipher the seriousness behind his tone, even wondering if he was mocking you. "i, erm, i think i'll go. . ." you mumbled as you reached for your discarded shirt.
"come on now, sweetheart! i'm only messing with ya. it's all business here. . ." he gave you that look, as if sizing you up, before adding a barely audible "unless ya ask nicely."
you allowed yourself to listen, getting yourself comfortable in the chair, and toji began preparing you as he did all of his clientele. the pair of you just made small talk for the time being, mostly him talking about his own tattoos and how he got into the business, including sharing that the names on his back were of his children. that line in particular made your heart drop, because of course a guy this attractive was already in a relationship.
"i bet both your kids think you're the coolest," you replied, shivering slightly as toji's calloused hands graze over your sensitive skin. "you know, having a tattoo artist for a dad."
"wouldn't know," he responded flatly. "both live with their mothers; i jus' see 'em every now and then. it's better that way, i guess — ain't go no asshole to fuck 'em up."
"oh," you really weren't expecting that revelation, let alone for him to be so open regarding such deeply personal details. "i'm sorry."
"'s fine, really."
the two of you sat in silence for a moment, unsure of what to say. you internally reprimanded yourself for ruining the atmosphere, and toji was left to dwell in thoughts of what could have been if it had worked out with his past lovers. it wasn't until the man accidentally brushed his hand over your nipple that the uncomfortable silence that had descended finally ceased. and for the third time during this short appointment, you begged for a mystical black hole to appear and to swallow you whole.
you moaned as toji's thumb danced over your skin, albeit for a brief moment. he looked at you in both shock and awe, amazed at how pretty your whimper sounded — imagine what he could do if he was actively trying to pleasure you. his confidence once again grew evident due to the smirk plastered on his features, akin to cheshire cat leering at you whilst you hurried to gather your things and leave.
"what's the rush, princess? got a hot date to get to?"
you didn't have anything to say, simply staring at the flooring as your face heated up in embarrassment.
"c'mon, i see the way ya look at me. you ain't foolin' no one, darlin'. now how about ya sit yourself back down and i can give ya a little bit more than a tattoo?"
he'd read you like an open book, even having picked up on the pet names that made your knees buckle most.
"if it's any consolation, sweetheart, i think y'r the prettiest thing that's ever walked into this shop."
and with that, toji inched towards you. his large hand cupped your cheek, caressing your soft skin. he gave you ample opportunities to push him away or to withdraw yourself, but you failed to make even the slightest indication of resistance as he moved to plant his lips on your own. you would have expected a man of his genre to be harsh and bitter, yet every little shift of each muscle was laced with a sincerity and gentleness that you hadn't felt before. kissing him back with a certain fervour, you could feel the corners of his lips turn upwards and the scarred skin around his lips graze over your own.
toji’s hands found your tits, eagerly groping at your chest whilst paying extra close attention to your sensitive nipples. he took a moment to move his mouth downwards, trailing a line of sloppy kisses towards your stiff bud. you couldn’t hold back your whines as the man took your nipple into his mouth, swirling his hot tongue around and suckling lightly. instinctively, your legs wrapped around his waist, working to pull him closer to you. there was an evident bulge in his tight jeans, and you brushing against it drove toji absolutely feral as he ravaged your body.
“fuck, princess,” he growled against your skin, his hand edging dangerously close to your waistband. your mind felt too hazy to conjure an adequate response, resorting to bucking your hips against toji’s hand. although he understood, he wanted to hear you say it. “big girl words, darlin’,”
a group of strangled moans and barely coherent pleas fell from your lips, only for toji to shoot you a playful yet threatening glare. “please…” you mumbled, looking away in embarrassment once again. “wan’ you to touch me, toji,”
“atta girl.”
and with that, toji shuffled you out of the rest of your clothing, not halting until you were fully bare underneath him. the slight cower you had perfectly contrasted the anticipation and lust present in your blown pupils that practically shone under the studio’s lighting. you crossed your arms over your chest, not liking feeling so exposed. toji wasn’t a fan of this, however, for he quickly scooped up your wrists and pinned them above your head with a single hand. the other moved between your legs, assessing how wet you already were for him. his thumb caught your clit as it moved over your arousal, eliciting a drawn out cry of his name.
“you’re already drippin’, princess,”
you opened your lips to retort but failed to utter a single sound before toji slipped his thumb into your mouth, commanding you to suck it clean. you followed his orders perfectly, looking up at him with the most innocent, wide eyes that you could muster. once satisfied, you released the digit with a lewd “pop!”.
“shit, baby,”
without letting go of your wrists, toji used his free hand to shimmy down his jeans and boxers, revealing his heavy cock. it slapped against his stomach, standing tall and already leaking beads of pre. your eyes widened at the sight, wondering if the man actually planned on putting it in you.
as though he had sensed your concerns, toji positioned himself to rest his cock against your stomach, getting a view of just how deep he’d be inside of you. smirking once again, he couldn’t help himself from grabbing a marker from his tattoo station and drawing a line across your lower stomach, just above the tip of his cock.
“ready f’me, hon?” he asked, waiting for you to nod your head before he sunk his cock deep into your cunt. it was a stretch at first, with toji going as slowly as possible so as not to hurt you. strings of curses filled the room, accompanied with the squelch of the man working his way into your cunt. his free hand sought out your swollen clit, alternating between massaging delicate circles and swiping side to side in order to see what you liked best.
by the time that toji had finally bottomed out inside of you, tears were brimming along your lash line. he stayed still for a moment, allowing you to better adjust to having his fat cock buried inside of you.
"you know, darlin'," he began to muse, "you'd look real fuckin' cute with a tattoo here."
toji picked up his marker once again, and sketched a small rose on the left side of your stomach. each stroke of his pen was done with precision and care; in that moment he was truly an artist painting his blank canvas. it took him a few minutes until he was done, asking you what you thought of it.
"can always get ya something a little more slutty if ya want," he added before doodling on your inner thigh, and a set of butterflies soon appeared on your skin. at this point, you'd been cockwarming him for a while and were ready for him to fuck your brains out. this resulted in feeble attempts to buck your hips against toji.
"stop fuckin' moving, sweetheart. i'll ruin that pretty little cunt of yours in a sec, yeah? just gimme five more minutes."
that five turned to ten, and ten to twenty. your entire body ached for an orgasm, and couldn't take toji's teasing any longer. at this point, he'd sketched a good few tattoos on your thighs, and was currently working on his pride and joy for you: a filthy womb tattoo, with intricate spirals linked to a heart in the centre. with a few final swishes of his pen, toji left you with his name written inside of the heart.
as soon as you heard the clatter of him putting down the pen, your pussy clenched in anticipation. toji did consider asking you to beg for it, but you looked so fucking cute covered in his markings that he couldn't hold himself back for a moment longer. he slid all of the way out of your cunt and pushed all of the way back in, beginning with a slower pace. if it wasn't for his grip on your wrists, you would be dragging your nails down his muscular back.
toji's balls slapped against the fat of your ass as he sped up a little bit, brushing over the sweet spot that made your back arch. "fuck, darlin', if ya keep squeezin' me like that, i ain't gonna last,"
even with such little effort, toji had you falling apart underneath him. you admired the flexing of his biceps as he used his grip on your wrists as leverage to fuck into you, beads of sweat running down them. because of how long he’d already been in you, both of you had heightened sensitivities and your respective orgasms were already on the horizon.
you’d been reduced to inaudible begs of “more”, unable to find the strength for anything else. you came with a cry, gushing all over toji’s cock. your cunt pulsed around him, sucking him in as though she was craving his cum. it took every ounce of self control for toji not to fill your pussy with his seed, as he instead opted for pulling out of you. although your babbles shifted to complaints at the loss of contact, the man released onto your lower stomach with a few languid pumps of his cock, defiling your pretty self with his thick, ivory ropes.
he held you still for a moment before placing a kiss to your chest and putting himself back into his jeans: if it wasn’t for the sweat that stuck his raven hairs to his forehead, passers by wouldn’t have expected that anything else was up. meanwhile, you were left lying on his seat, covered in both his sketches and cum, completely nude - you’d even left a wet spot between your legs. toji worked to clean you up, quietly reassuring you that you were okay and praising you for having done such a good job for him. knowing that he couldn’t consciously tattoo you now, he offered to drive you home to make sure that you were safe. it was a simple gesture, the gravity of it only becoming clear upon realising exactly how out of character this was for him.
toji had taken a liking to you, and the phone number that he’d left scrawled on your thigh showed as much.
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The Babysitter's Fantasy
Satoru Gojo
Pairing: Babysitter!Satoru Gojo x MILF!Reader
Summary: The babysitter becomes bold but that confidence goes away at the realization the fantasy of fucking his boss is becoming true.
Warnings: Smut, Age Gap (Gojo is early 20s while reader is late 20s/early 30s), Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex (m. and f. receiving), Tittyjob, Nipple Play, Cum Eating, Breeding Kink, Cream Pie
“Hey ‘Toru.” You smile at the babysitter that opens the door for you. You walk inside your home, and notice how quiet the house is, meaning that your daughter is asleep. “Everything alright? I’m assuming she fell asleep.”
“She did. Swimming tired her out.” Satoru tells you. You smile at him before walking to the kitchen to grab yourself a glass of water. It’s so hot out.
Satoru follows, awkwardly standing in the kitchen and watching as you pour yourself some water. His eyes go to your cleavage, his mouth nearly salivating at the sight. You’re wearing a tank top with a push up bra, it’s hard for him not to stare.
“It’s so hot out, I can’t wait for summer to be over.” You comment before beginning to chug the water, and Satoru’s jaw nearly drops as some of the water drips from your chin and down to your chest.
“Y-Yeah, it’s so hot.” He stutters. The dirtiest thoughts go through his mind as you finish drinking the water. You put the glass down on the counter and grab a piece of paper towel to clean up the water. “So how was your day? What did you do?”
“Well I did a little shopping with my girl friends, then we went out to dinner… Not much.” You answer, and he watches you gently soak up the water that's on your chest. You pass it much faster and stronger, making your cleavage bounce a bit. “As interesting as life gets.”
“Oh? I can make life a bit more interesting for you…” He says with a sudden boost of confidence, and he quickly bites his tongue as he realizes the words that escaped his mouth. He’s about to mutter an apology, but you speak before.
“Hmm…? How so?” You ask, walking over to the man. You hold back a smirk as you get closer and closer to him. Satoru thinks of what to say as you get closer and closer to him. But he notices that look in your eyes, and maybe he isn’t in trouble… Or the trouble he’s in is one that he wants.
“Have you ever had a fling with your babysitter?” He raises his brow, and you chuckle. You grab the collar of his shirt and pull him into a kiss, your tongue quickly invading his mouth. Your tongue slides over his’. His eyes are wide open… He didn’t expect this. But he closes his eyes eventually, enjoying it. His fantasies are slowly becoming true.
You pull away, a smile on your lips. Satoru’s cheeks are pink, and his eyes are in disbelief. Is this going to happen? And while he’s processing everything, he doesn’t move. You grab his hand, putting it over your breasts.
“Don’t you want to touch them?” You question. He grabs your tit, his eyes focused on your cleavage before they go up to your face. “You can do more…”
“What about your daughter?” He asks, and you wonder where that bit of confidence that he had, went.
“She’s knocked out. Swimming always knocks her out, and it’ll take an apocalypse for her to wake up.” You tell him, your hands going to his belt. You begin to unbuckle it, getting on your knees. You unbutton his pants, and before pulling them down, you look up at him, “Or do you not want this right now?”
“I do want this… I just don’t want your daughter to-” He begins, and you pull his pants down along with his boxers. You study his dick, and it’s big, something you didn’t expect from him. You’ll certainly have fun with the babysitter.
“She’s knocked out, trust me, she won’t wake up.” You assure him, knowing that when she’s knocked out, nothing can wake her up. You look up at him, and he bites his bottom lip. He’s waiting for your pretty mouth to wrap around his cock.
You smile at him before your tongue drags along his shaft. Your tongue begins to circle around the tip. You’re not even doing anything, and a couple of whimpers leave his lips. You don’t want to see how loud he gets when your mouth wraps around his cock.
“Just make sure you aren’t too loud, ‘kay?” You say, looking up at him with the sweetest eyes. He nods rapidly in response. He just wants to feel your mouth wrapped around his dick.
Your mouth wraps around his cock, taking in as much as you can because his cock is just too much for you to take in your mouth. You begin to bob your head, and your mouth feels better than he imagined. He’s always imagined you on your knees, sucking his cock.
He’s dreamt about this moment, and any other women he’s been with have just been a placeholder for you. He’s imagined them as you while they scream his name. You’re the woman of his dreams. Ever since he first met you, two years ago, he’s fantasized about you. And now you’re on your knees, stuffing your face with his cock.
Your hands wrap around the parts of his cock that aren’t in your mouth, and you twist your hands. You look up at him, seeing the great face of pleasure that’s all over him. He bites his bottom lip, muffling the moans that escape his throat. He looks back down at you, admiring how pretty you look with his cock stuffing your mouth.
You take his cock out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his dick. Your hands jerk him off while your mouth goes to his balls to suck on them. Satoru shuts his eyes, trying his best to control himself. How pathetic would it be for him to come so soon?
But you’re doing this because you want him to come. It always works with the guys you suck off, within a couple of minutes they always bust. You finally hear a moan that escapes his lips, one that isn’t muffled.
Your mouth wraps around his cock again, this time taking everything into your mouth, even though you’re gagging. Your hands are now on his thighs. Satoru finally looks back down at you, watching the tears that form in your eyes.
“Fuck-” He finally says. He just wants to grab the back of your head and fuck your mouth but he’s scared that you’ll get pissed off and stop. He wants to fuck you at least once before pulling off something risky.
You’re watching him. He throws his head back, a couple of moans leaving his lips before he begins to bite down his lip again. It takes everything in him to not let his moans roam into the air, it just feels so good. It gets harder and harder to hold back as his release approaches.
You continue to try and take his length fully into your mouth, tears streaming down your face is your constant gagging. You’re supposed to get used to this but the gagging won’t stop. But you want to give your babysitter the best treatment possible.
“Your mouth- It feels so good-” He groans before he comes in your mouth. His cum hits the back of your throat, and fuck it’s so much. You take his cock out of your mouth, your mouth filled with his cum. You swallow it all and then stick your tongue out to show him. And he could come again just at your face. “You look so pretty.”
You stand up and watch him as he pulls his pants up. Your finger cleans up the edges of your mouth that have some of his cum. You lick your finger clean before speaking, “Do you want to continue this in the bedroom?”
“Uh- Yeah…” He nods. You chuckle, wondering where all the confidence that he had, went. You grab his hand and before you can lead him to the bedroom that he knows so well (although he isn’t supposed to) you ask,
“Can you be quiet, ‘Toru? You can’t be too loud since my daughter is on the same floor.”
“I’ll be quiet, no need to worry.” He answers. He’s bluffing, he could barely handle himself while your mouth was wrapped around him. But if he says otherwise, you’ll most likely stop.
You begin to lead him to the bedroom, and he won’t lie and say he’s nervous as you two get closer and closer to your room. Once you’re inside, you lock the door. Satoru stands awkwardly and looks at the room, making it seem like it’s his first time there.
“You know, Satoru, I like it when men are harsh. A bit dominating. But I know you’re nervous” You share with him, your hand landing on his shoulder. Your lips then go to his ear. “Please do me a favor and take a seat on the bed, I have a little gift for you.”
Satoru takes note of all your words before walking to the bed and taking a seat. He’s so obedient, it’s cute. You take off your tank top and unhook your bra, letting it fall to the floor. You walk over to him and get on your knees again.
“I’ve seen you staring at them quite a bit.” You say as you pull his pants down again. He’s hard again. You smirk at him while your hands grab your tits, holding them together while you bring your lips together and spit on his cock.
You put his cock between your tits and squeeze them together. You begin to move your cleavage up and down his cock, and you see how pink his face is, something that you hadn’t noticed earlier. Or perhaps it’s new.
You hear the low moans that escape his lips. He throws his head back, trying his best to control himself. Your tits just feel so nice. “You like that, don’t ya?”
“Y-Yeah-” He can’t help but stutter. He now knows that you like harsh men, but he can’t help but be so weak while you fuck him with your tits. He’s dreamed about this– He doesn’t know if your boobs are real or fake, he just knows that he’s stared at them for so long and has dreamed of having them squeeze his cock like this. And it feels so good.
You lower your head and begin to circle the tip of his cock with your tongue. His eyes roll to the back of your head, feeling your tongue and your tits on his cock. God, there is one. There is a God that listens to Satoru’s prayers because the man has spent countless nights dreaming and fantasizing a similar situation.
You know it won’t take much for him to come again. He lets a couple of moans into the air, your tits moving faster around him. You stop licking the tip of his cock, and just watch him. He looks back at you, still as pink as earlier. He looks so hot.
“You look so cute~” You comment, and he doesn’t say anything. He loves the feeling of your tits squeezing his cock. “You gonna come soon, pretty boy?”
He hums in response, and you love how that sounds. He sounds so hot, and you’re just thinking about how cute he sounds. Is this how all younger guys act? If so, then maybe you should do this more often.
“Come for me.” You tell him. Your voice just sounds so hot to him. He closes his eyes, a groan leaving his lips as he comes. He covers your chest with his cum, and you let go of his cock.
Your hand goes up to your tits and your finger spreads his cum. You massage it onto your nipple as you stand up from the floor. You lean in, practically putting your boobs on his face. He watches as you pinch your nipples, and he waits for you to say something. What is he supposed to do?
“Taste yourself.” You say. He licks your nipple, tasting his own cum. He continues licking until it’s practically clean. Then he goes to the other nipple and does the same thing.
Once it’s clean, you stand up straight and smirk at him. You unbutton your shorts and begin to pull them down, leaving you in just your panties. You feel his hand on your chest, and he begins to pinch your nipple as he waits for you to order him around.
Your hands go to the hem of his shirt and you begin to lift it up. He helps you out, taking off his shirt and tossing it to the side. He doesn’t care where it lands. His hands go to your waist and he pulls you in, while your hand goes to his cheek. A smirk is on your lips as you look down at him.
“You think you can handle what’s about to come, pretty boy?” You ask him, your voice seducing. It drives him wild.
Your lips go down to meet his’, your tongue quickly swiping over his lips. His mouth parts and your tongue enters. Your tongue explores his mouth before it presses against his own. When you pull away, your hands go down to take off your panties. You let them fall onto the floor. Your hand goes to his chest and you push him back onto the bed.
You straddle him, your hand going to his cock and slowly stroking it, a sinister smile on your face as you look down at him. “You’ve fantasized about this, haven’t you?”
“So much.” He admits. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about because in the end, his fantasy is becoming true. His pretty little boss on top of him; that’s the dream. You align his cock with your entrance before slowly pushing yourself down on him.
A moan escapes his lips as your cunt wraps around him. You try not to make any noise as his cock stretches you out. You shut your eyes, taking in every bit of him. You didn’t think he’d be this big. Sure, Satoru is a pretty tall guy and in great shape, but you weren’t expecting this from him. From all the guys you’ve been with, you weren’t expecting the twenty-something-year-old that’s younger than you to have the biggest dick you’ve taken.
You take a couple of seconds to adjust to his length before you slowly move on top of him. He admires your face, mesmerized. You look so pretty while on top of him, it’s just like he imagined. He’s always admired your beauty, although his eyes have mostly been glued to other places.
“Do you like this?” You ask him as your hands go to his chest, holding on to support. You wish you’d hear him whine and moan, but your daughter is on the same floor, and that’s risky. His cock inside you feels so good, so you’re definitely doing this again. By the way he drools over you, you know that he’ll come back begging for more. They always do, but the babysitter will do more than all of them.
“Y-Yeah.” The confident man that he once was is long gone. He’s been gone. The moment you grabbed his hand and put it over your chest he became a pathetic man. His hands go to your waist, and they go down until they reach your ass.
Your mouth is parted, cute little noises leaving your lips as you ride him. He’ll be dreaming about this, that’s for sure. You feel so nice and warm around him. He loves the way you move your hips, the way your pretty face looks, the way your cunt wraps around his cock. Everything. Oh, he could get on one knee and propose right away.
“I’m liking this too-” You respond. You feel a sharp slap on your ass, and a smirk comes onto your face, knowing how he’s slowly becoming confident and comfortable. Next time he’ll be rougher with you, hopefully.
Satoru begins to thrust in and out of you. One hand goes over your mouth, muffling the sounds that leave your lips. His dick is moving so much faster inside of you than the pace you had set. You had seen the handsome babysitter a couple of times, why had you never thought of this?
Your lips go down and you peck his lips before your tongue licks his lips. He opens his mouth, ready to let your tongue in, but you don’t kiss him.
“Have you ever fantasized about getting me pregnant?” You ask him, his eyes nearly going wide at your words. That’s something he wasn’t expecting to hear… But he doesn’t understand why that thought is so hot. “I’ve always wanted a son.”
“Hmm…” He watches as your tits bounce with every stroke. He can imagine them filled with milk, so much bigger than they are now. That’d be a nice sight for sore eyes. And you’d come back to him too if you were to carry his baby. You’re asking for it, so of course he’ll give it to you. “I can knock you up.”
“Please. Give me your babies.” You tell him as one hand goes down to play with your clit. You hear the groans that leave his lips, and how unregulated his thrusts are getting. “You gonna come soon, pretty boy? Fuck- Are you gonna give me your babies?”
“I’ll give you my babies. I’ll give you a son.” He responds. Your cunt is squeezing around him, and it feels so great. He can’t contain himself much longer, it’s actually amazing how he’s controlled himself.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck-” He moans, closing his eyes as he reaches his release. His seed fills you up. He gives a couple more thrusts before pulling his cock out, and your cunt feels weird at the sudden emptiness although it isn’t empty. You continue playing with your clit.
Satoru would keep fucking you but his cock can’t take much more after coming three times. He knows that you haven’t come, and he’s disappointed in himself.
Satoru’s hands go to your waist and he picks you up, getting you off him and putting you down on the bed. You sit up, and he spreads your legs. He doesn’t want this to be a disappointing experience for you.
His tongue begins to lick up and down your folds, some of his cum getting on his tongue. You look at him, or at least what you can see, which is his snow-white hair.
His tongue goes down and inserts itself into your cunt. His tongue swirls around, while his hand goes up to play with your clit. He knows that even if you don’t sleep with him again, then at least this will be a memorable experience for you.
“That’s so good.” You moan, your orgasm quickly building up. You were so close to finishing before the man took his cock out. He’s definitely proving himself, and you’re going to have to come back to experience this again and again, until he becomes the man you’d dream of having sex with.
Satoru takes his tongue out and moves it to your clit. He flicks his tongue a bit before he begins to suck on your clit. You’ll make sure that next time your daughter is at her father’s house.
“Satoru-” That’s the first time his name rolls off your tongue. Your voice is so sweet, and his name just sounds so amazing coming from your pretty lips.
Your hands go to his hair, your fingers running through the strands. You shut your eyes, your nose slightly scrunching up as you see white, your legs shaking. Satoru doesn’t know when to stop, but you pull up his head, detaching his mouth from your clit.
You wait a couple seconds to catch your breath before speaking.
“Aren’t you cute~” You comment, taking note of his pink cheeks that you had seen before but never in this setting. His breathing is heavy, and he has to take a couple of seconds before saying anything.
“D-Did you like that?” All of his confidence is gone again. You can’t help but chuckle, loving his shyness; it’s not a trait you’d look for in a guy, but it certainly suits Satoru.
“I did… You should come back next week.”
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Toji who loves to see you looking him up while teasing the absolute hell out of him with the biggest grin on your face
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