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Mr. Right Now (18+)

🤍 Summary: Jey Uso becomes your new gym partner, and maybe something more…

🤍 Pairings: Jey Uso x Fem Reader

🤍 Warnings: 18+ only, NSFW, Language, Smut

🤍 Word Count: 5,150

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Ayy, turn your phone off, take your clothes off I'm a savage, but I fuck her to a slow song Turn the lights down, lay the pipe down I ain't Mr. Right, but I'm Mr. Right Now

Five. Four. Three. Two. One.

You counted down to yourself as you finished your last set of deadlift squats. You wipe the sweat around your hairline with a towel and reset the barbell. Taking a sip of water, you pause to catch your breath. As you glance at yourself in the mirror, you catch the gaze of someone sitting on a bench a row behind you. He quickly looks away and continues his chest presses. You let your stare linger on him for a moment, observing him. You notice the intricate tribal tattoos adorning his muscular arms. It's uncommon for you to welcome attention at the gym, but this encounter made you curious.

You move on to your following circuit as your attention drifts back to yourself. He watched you as you moved around the room, but you were unaware. He kept glancing away occasionally, trying to maintain a low profile. He hopes to catch your eye, longing for the flutter in his stomach again. To his dismay, he doesn't reappear in your view. You return to the locker room and gather your belongings.

As you exit the gym, your mind is buzzing with thoughts. You notice movement to your left and turn to see the same guy from the gym. Your heart sinks when you make eye contact with him. He looks even more attractive up close, with his smooth brown skin, thick pillowy lips, and dark eyes. He's wearing a white and grey Nike tracksuit, and his long sleeves conceal his tattoos.

"'Ay," he starts nervously. "Have a minute?" You blink, your brain grinding to find words. "Sure… what's up?" you reply. "I -uh…wanted to introduce myself. I'm Jey.", he said, holding out his hand. You gaze at his hand for a moment. "Y/N", you reply. Your hand slides gently into his, and an electric jolt of excitement pulses through your body. Instead of releasing your grip, you both hold onto each other, feeling the warmth and connection between you. Jey's hand gently squeezes yours, sending shivers down your spine. And when he smiles, it's as if time stops.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N.", he says slowly. "Hope this isn't too forward, but you caught my eye back there…and I was hopin'…" he trailed off. "You want my number?" you interrupted. He appeared nervous, and before he could say anything, you handed him your phone to enter his number. After he returned it, you quickly texted him, so he had your number, too. "I'll talk to you later, Jey.", you said. You smiled and walked away. "Later.", he said. He stood there, watching you walk away, frozen in that moment.

Later that night, you climb into bed and turn off the lights. As you settle in, your phone screen lights up on the nightstand.

Beautiful.

As you wake up the next day, you feel a sense of excitement building up within you. You go about your regular weekly routine - work, gym, and so on - but the possibility of running into Jey again keeps your heart racing. You know better than to get your hopes up too high, but the thought of a potential connection with someone is too exhilarating to ignore. And Jey is fine as hell; there was no denying that.

You arrived at the gym and started your workout. Jey was nowhere to be seen. Finishing up a set of lat pull-downs, you sense the warmth of a body creeping up behind you. "Hey, pretty girl." Jey leaned in softly to your ear. "You always creep on girls at the gym?" you joked. "Nah.", he smiled. "Just you."

You started working out with Jey at the gym every weekday at the same time. He would spot you while doing chest presses, challenging you to handle more weight. You would do cardio side by side. You were really getting to know each other. You didn't know how much longer you could ignore the fact that there was a different type of cardio you longed to do with him.

Jey held your hand sweetly as he walked you to your car. "It's been fun hangin' with you," he said. "Yeah, it's been fun." you smiled. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you into his usual hug. You pulled away, and he gazed at your lips. You wondered why you hadn't kissed him yet. His arms shifted from your shoulders to your waist, pressing your bodies together. "Y/N…" he said softly. He turned his gaze from your eyes to your lips, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing your lips to his. Your kisses graduated from pecks to open-mouthed. His tongue met yours, an accidental soft moan escaping your throat. His weight pressed you against the car as his hand brushed over your hips, his thumb catching the seam of your leggings.

Your lips parted as you held each other tightly. Jey's head nestled into your hair, inhaling the scent of your shampoo. You felt like you belonged in his arms. His body fit yours perfectly as if you were made for each other. He brushed your hair from the side of your face and tucked it behind your ear. "I guess you like me, huh?" he teased. "You 'aight.", you joked. Jey laughed. "Yeah, I like you.", you said, kissing him again. "What you doin' this weekend?" he asked. "What do you have in mind?" you questioned. "Come over. I wanna cook you dinner.", he said, stroking your cheek. "Can't say no to that.", you replied. "Good.", he said, smiling. "Tomorrow?" You nodded. "I'll text you my address.", he said, kissing you again before walking away. The warmth from his palms lingered on your skin, and you already longed for his touch again. "Bye, Jey.", you said, getting into your car.

Later on, you receive a text from your girlfriend.

She's right. Jey had only ever seen you in gym clothes. You wanted him to sweat you as soon as he lays eyes on you tomorrow. Running through scenarios of what tomorrow could bring in your mind, you drifted off to sleep.

You woke up the next day to a text Jey sent last night while you were sleeping containing his address. You were only awake briefly before he began texting you again.

You spent the whole day lounging and having the ultimate self-care day until it was time to get ready to see Jey. He would see you today as if it was the first time. Your hair was styled, makeup was done, and you wore a flattering outfit that hugged your curves. You arrived at his house just a few minutes after 7. It was a big house for a single guy. The outside was beautiful and well-kept, casting shadows against the ground and lit up against the setting sun.

You rang the bell, and Jey opened the door immediately. His gaze fell from your face down your body as if he were memorizing every detail. "Damn," he said softly. "Hello to you too.", you said. He took your hand, led you inside, and closed the door. His house was just as beautiful inside as it was outside.

He pulled you into an embrace, hands dancing over your lower back. "You look…absolutely amazing.", he said. "Sexy as hell." "Thank you.", you replied in a small voice. Upon seeing his smile, you were drawn in like a magnet, and your lips met for only the second time. You stood there with his tongue down your throat, longing to know how it would feel in other places. He took your hand and led you to the kitchen. "Hungry?" he asked.

Jey prepared delicious marinated grilled chicken and a heaping stir fry of mixed veggies. The meal was so satisfying that you were grateful for your appetite. "Mmm, this is so good, Jey.", you said. "Healthy meal for my girl.", he said, smiling. You blushed. You weren't his girl, but you liked how it sounded when he said it.

After dinner, you sat outside on Jey's patio and talked until the sun set behind the trees. As your conversation began to slow down, you couldn't help but notice the strong attraction you felt towards Jey's body. He suddenly moved your chair to face him. "What are you doing?" you laughed. "I wanna look at 'chu.", he said. His hand drifted to the side of your face, pulling you into a kiss. "You're so damn beautiful.", he said, his eyes scanning from your face down to your bare inviting thighs.

The warm air kissed your skin as his lips left a lingering heat wherever they landed. His magnetism pulled you from your chair and onto his lap. Your skirt slowly rode up your thighs. As you intertwined, your hands held each other's faces together as your tongues clashed. His hands traveled over your ass as his kisses traveled down your neck.

He licked a delicate spot right under your ear, causing you to let out a surprised moan. He chuckled softly, making brief eye contact with you before doing it again. You lowered yourself even more, pressing your pelvis into his lap. Your lacy panties making contact with his pants filled your center with delicious warmth. His hand slipped under your skirt, making contact with your bare skin. Goosebumps prickled down your legs as his tongue returned to yours. You subtly ground into his growing bulge. The feeling of him growing underneath you caused your breath to subtly labor.

"You drivin' me crazy, baby.", he breathed. "Mmm," you replied. "I need you, Jey." He looked into your eyes, and you became trapped in their darkness. "Right now?" he said. He stood up, carrying you into the house. Your legs wrapped tightly around his waist. "Where you need me?" he cooed. "In the kitchen?" he said, placing you on the counter. He pulled your shirt over your head in between kisses. His thumb caressed your bottom lip, reminding you you longed to taste more of him. "Nah, you too pretty for the kitchen," he said, lifting you up again. He carried you to the foyer and placed you on the stairs. "How you look on my stairs?" he said. He took a step back, making a picture frame with his hands. "You look good, but we gon' do better," he said. "You goofy." you laughed. He carried you up the stairs and took a right down the hallway. Your limbs wrapped around his muscular frame as the hallway disappeared from view behind his closed bedroom door.

He sat you on the edge of a large plush bed as the rest of the room came into view behind him. Remaining light from outside spilled through the windows, lighting the room with a soft glow. "I think this is where you need me," he said softly. His thumb pushed the strap of your bra down. He kissed your shoulder as you straddled him, standing between your legs. "Tell me that you need me again.", he said, breathing into your skin. "How about I just show you?" you replied. You lifted his shirt over his head. Your fingers ran over his toned chest, feeling the raised texture of his tribal tattoos under your fingertips.

You started to reach for his pants. He grabbed your hands and pushed his weight on top of you, pinning your arms to the bed. "Say it," he demanded. "Or what?" you teased. "Or Imma tie you to this damn bed.", he said, pinning your hands above your head. "Now I'm really not sayin' it.", you replied smartly. "Fine. That's your choice then.", said Jey. He hovered over you for a moment, and all you wanted was his searing kisses across your skin again. He reached underneath you, unhooking your bra, and removed it. His lips grazed yours, but he quickly pulled away as soon as you tried to get them. "Don't move. Keep those hands above your head," he said. He disappeared from view. You stayed put as you were instructed. Your chest heaved in anticipation, listening to his movement beyond the pounding of your heartbeat. He returned and climbed on the bed. He hooked his arm under your thigh and moved you to the top of the bed. He straddled your leg while he tied your wrists to the bed frame. You admired his muscular body and how his muscles flexed and contoured under his skin while he worked. He sat back and marveled at you, grabbing your chin. "You're perfect.", he said.

He sucked your neck, creeping down toward your chest. His tongue swirled over your taught nipple while he rolled the other between his fingers. You craned your neck, relaxing into the pleasure you felt. "Since you refusing to talk.", he said, working his way down your stomach. "Imma have to make you scream." You sucked in your breath, resisting giving in to the heat rising at your center as he closed in. He redirected his path up your inner thigh. You failed to continue fighting as the sensation reached your panty line. "Mmm, Jey." you exhaled softly. He stopped and looked up at you with a pleased glare. He pulled down your skirt and panties together, tossing them aside. He stared up at you hungrily, leaving searing kisses at the top of your smooth mound. He pushed your legs open, revealing your glistening center.

"Damn, baby. That pretty pussy is dripping for me, huh?" he said. You shifted uncomfortably but were unable to go anywhere with your hands tied. You knew as soon as he touched you, you'd be unable to contain yourself. His tongue slid into you slowly, and you moaned immediately. He took his time massaging his tongue over every part of you. You became a whining mess, begging him for more. Desperate to touch him, your hands tied above you felt torturous. Your legs twitched uncontrollably as he focused his tongue on your clit. "Fuck, Jey!" you yelled. "Had enough yet, pretty girl?" he replied slyly. "No, I need you.", you exclaimed. "I need you to fuck me." "There it is.", he said proudly.

He pulled himself up face to face with you. Your body rose up and down, feeling his warmth against your skin. You only wanted to jump on top of him and ride him until you came. He grazed your face with rough kisses, landing on your lips. Finally, the relief of craving intimate contact with him washed over you. He toyed at your clit with his fingers. "How long you wanted me?" he asked, looking deep into your eyes. "Since I met you.", you admitted. "I been dreaming 'bout fuckin' you since I first saw you.", he said. His fingers brought you to the edge of an orgasm. "And I thought about how I'd do it, too.", he whispered. You whined to him as he slid his fingers inside of you. You were gushing with wetness. He released your hands from their bind with his other hand. You clawed his body into you, attacking each other with mouth and tongue. He swung himself under your leg and returned to bobbing your swollen clit with his tongue. It only took a few seconds more for you to completely unravel beneath him. You ran your fingers through his hair and screamed his name as you rode the wave.

"Damn, baby.", said Jey. "That was hot." He rolled off the side of the bed and stood up. "Come put that pretty mouth on this dick," he said, dropping his pants. You sat at the edge of the bed, salivating at the sight of his long brown dick. You licked his head and slowly slid almost all of him in your mouth. He looked down at you, meeting your innocent gaze. He placed his hand on the back of your head, looking away as soon as he felt his restraint slipping. A hand slipped up his abdomen while his rock-hard dick hit the back of your throat. His salty pre-cum coated your tongue. "Shit.", he said in a strained whisper. "That feels good."

You released him and sat back to admire the view. "You gonna give me that dick, or what?" you said. He returned a daring look. "Get over here.", he said. He pulled you to your feet and turned you around to face the bed. "Poke that ass out for me.", he said, hinging you at the waist. You couldn't help but eye him from the side, admiring his handsome body as he slid on a condom. Your legs quaked as you moaned upon him entering you. Your walls hugged tightly around him. He entered you gradually, admiring the view of your ass arched up. "Feel good, baby?" he hummed. "Mhmm", you replied. "Can you take more?" he asked, meeting you with a rough thrust. "Y-yes!" you answered. He began pounding you so good that you started to become dizzy. You'd fantasized many times about the way your skin would sound, slapping against each other while his dick worked you up. The way he softly groaned turned you on.

"Lemme see that pretty face.", he breathed. You turned around to face him, and he tackled you to the bed. You became a mess of intertwined limbs. Mouths colliding, and teeth grazing skin. You fucked each other like it was the end of the world. You ended up with your legs pushed up over your head. He drilled you so deep that you burst into a sloppy, wet orgasm that caught you by surprise. It warmed your body from head to toe. Jey groaned as he felt your walls pulsing around him. He buried his face in the crook of your neck as he released. You both paused to steady your breathing, holding each other as your weight sunk into the bed.

Jey rolled to the side, leaving you with a longing emptiness. You snuggled into him as he left sweet kisses on your head. He held you as you gazed out the window at the creeping darkness. It had been a while since you had felt this safe and comforted. You drifted as you relaxed into his warm embrace. Jey shifted, releasing you from your dream-like state. "Imma get up, ma.", he said, heading toward the connecting master bath. "Take this.", he said, tossing you a shirt. You pulled his t-shirt over your head, inhaling the lingering scent of him. "Is there another bathroom up here?" you asked. "Yeah, down the hall on the right.", he replied.

He disappeared into the bathroom while you creaked open the bedroom door and entered the hallway. The rug was soft and quiet under your feet. The lights on downstairs flooded through the railing, leading your way. There were two closed doors on the right. You slowly turned the door handle to one of the doors and cracked it open. Your heart sank as the light pouring into the room revealed what appeared to be a young boy's bedroom. A family photo sat on the dresser, depicting two boys, a woman, and a smiling Jey in the middle, his arms wrapped around them. Your chest tightened uncomfortably. Jey had never mentioned having a family. You really hoped she was an ex and not actually his current wife. You closed the door quietly as internal panic set in. What if she lived here with him? Were you in their family home? Your stomach churned at the thought. After finding the bathroom, you collected yourself and returned to Jey. You wouldn't jump to conclusions, but the emotions inevitably bubbled up. A family is a significant detail to leave out of your life.

Jey was putting on a shirt as you reentered the room. He immediately turned to embrace you. "How you feelin'?" he asked. "Good?" There was that smile again. That smile that made you melt for him. "I'm good." You smiled. "You sure?" he asked, concerned, noting your lack of energy. "I think I'm just tired," you replied. He slid his hands under the oversized t-shirt you were wearing and cupped your bare skin. "You can stay…if you want.", he said, pausing to kiss you. You glanced around the room. Now that the light was on, you could see no sign of a woman living here as far as you could tell. "I think I should go home," you replied. He let go of you, disappointed. "Ok, no problem," he said simply. He remained supportive, but you could tell his voice had an undertone of hurt. You pulled on your skirt, and he walked you downstairs.

"Thank you, Jey," you said. "Everything was great." He pressed his body into yours. "You sure you gotta go?" he breathed. Ignoring your instinct, you allowed yourself one more long, deep kiss. The truth was you wanted nothing more than to stay. You longed to wake up Sunday morning next to him, your naked bodies intertwined. But your gut said you should go, and you always followed your gut. "I can't stay," you said finally. Jey held your hand and walked you to your car, even though it was only steps from his front door. He kissed you again, and you got in your vehicle. You rolled down the window to say goodnight. "Let me know you got home safe.", he said. "I will. Goodnight, Jey.", you replied. "Night, beautiful.", he said. He watched you drive away until you turned the corner, disappearing from view.

The heaviness you felt was something you'd hope to never feel again. You needed to confront Jey about it if you would keep seeing each other. You would take tomorrow to mull over your next move. In the meantime, you texted Jey that you were home. Remaining in his t-shirt, you crawled into bed, dreaming of being in his.

You went about your Sunday trying not to think about Jey. A heaviness still lingered in your heart that was hard to ignore. You would have to talk to him about it, but you still needed to be ready. You were scared. You tried so hard to avoid falling fast, but here you were, wrapped around Jey's finger. You didn't care that he had a family, but you did care that he didn't tell you. As much as you wanted answers, your instinct was to run away and not look back.

He stopped responding after that. Even though you spoke your truth, you somehow felt even worse. Sunday came and went, and Monday dragged on. Work was so busy you didn't even stop to think about Jey or the fact you'd probably run into him tonight at the gym.

Arriving at the gym, Jey was nowhere to be found. After the awkward note you left on yesterday, you didn't even want to text him to see if he was there. You ran through your routine half-heartedly. With low enthusiasm clouding your ability to concentrate, you decided to call it a night and head toward the locker room.

A startling hand came out of nowhere and gripped your wrist. Spun around by force, you came face to face with Jey. "What the fuck, Y/N?" he said. "What's your problem, Jey?" you replied. "I should be asking you.", he said heatedly. "You been completely ignoring me since Saturday. What did I do?" "More like what you didn't do.", you said. "I accidentally walked into your son's bedroom, Jey. You weren't gonna tell me you had a family?" He looked stunned and grasped his chin, pausing for a moment. "Listen, Y/N…I", he started. "If we was just fuckin' that's all you had to say.", you replied angrily. You began to walk away, but he grabbed your wrist again. "Really, Y/N? That's what you think this is?" he said. "Jey, I'm not doing this with you here.", you replied.

You snatched your wrist from his grasp and walked into the women's locker room. "Y/N, don't walk away. Let me talk to you!" Jey said from behind you. "You seriously following me in here?" you said, irate. "Fuck, Y/N. There's no one in here! The gym is empty right now. Don't be stupid.", he said. "Oh, now I'm stupid," you said, trying to open your locker. Jey grabbed you by your waist, turned you around, and threw you against the lockers with a crash. His body pressed into yours. Your bodies heaved against each other from your heated breathing. You looked into Jey's face, which was filled with intensity. "Just let me talk to you. Please!" he begged. "Please," he said more calmly, grabbing both of your hands.

You sat on the bench in front of the locker, signaling you would listen. Jey leaned against the locker and folded his arms. "Alright, look. I got two sons, ok? They don't live with me full-time. I'm sorry I didn't tell you.", he said. "And their mom?" you pried. "We not together anymore. That's official.", he said. "Why didn't you just tell me?" you asked. "I don't know…I just…" he started. "I have a past I'm not proud of." You looked away. "So you're a cheater.", you huffed. He took a knee in front of you, grabbing your hand. "I never said I was Mr. Right," he said earnestly. "But I really like you." You continued looking away, hiding from the emotions welling in your eyes. "Look at me, Y/N.", said Jey, grabbing your chin. You looked into his eyes, which were filled with sincerity. "I got feelings for you, girl.", he said. "And they deep. They real. Give me a chance." He caressed the side of your face.

Your chest expanded to its limit as you tried to slow your breathing. A slow ache burned beneath your skin from your beating heart. "Show me that I can trust you.", you said, finally. He smiled up at you, resting a hand on your thigh. Before you could continue speaking, a worker rolling a trash bin into the locker room perked your ears up. "Oh shit.", you said, scared you would be caught.

Jey took your hand and pulled you into the steam room. You both sat at the farthest corner. The steam was so thick that anyone walking by couldn't make you out. You and Jey listened silently as the worker emptied the trash bins. You held onto each other like two children playing hide and seek, trying your best to not be found. "Gym closes in 30 minutes." the worker announced. "Please clear the locker room for the cleaning crew by then."

You and Jey sat silently, holding your breath until you were confident the worker had left the vicinity. You exhaled a deep sigh of relief. "That was close.", you said. The steam made your body feel heavy and slow. "Sorry for getting so heated back there.", you said. "I just been hurt before and…you know." Jey nodded. "It's ok. I get it.", he said. "You forgive me, though?" he asked. "Yes.", you said, giving him a kiss. "I forgive you." You stood up. "Where do you think you're going?" said Jey playfully. He pulled you on top of him and began kissing you. "Jey…" you said pushing him away. "What are you doing?" "Thinkin' about that sexy ass on this dick.", he said. "What, you think I forgive you and just gonna automatically give you some pussy?", you asked playfully. "You tellin' me you not?" said Jey daringly.

The steam was making you lightheaded and maybe a little bit stupid. But you knew exactly what you wanted, and it was right in front of you. Jey pulled your shirt and sports bra up and over your head. He nuzzled and sucked each nipple while you tried to muffle your moans. "Let's make it quick. I don't want no one walking in on us.", you said. "Baby, I don't need 30 minutes, trust.", said Jey. You could feel yourself gushing as Jey pulled his hard dick out of his pants. "Get these off.", said Jey, standing you up and pulling your shorts to the floor. You got back on top of him. Straddling him on the bench, you stroked his erection with your hand while his soft tongue collided with yours. Jey pushed aside the stretchy fabric of your underwear and ran two fingers down your entrance. You shuddered and moaned as his fingers ran across your slick skin. "Damn, I should piss you off more often." he breathed. "Clearly gets you off." You could barely breathe as the steam filled your lungs. "Fuck you, Jey.", you whined.

Having enough of the games, you craved him inside of you. You pushed his dick into you as you lowered yourself on top of him. "Fuck, you're so tight.", he said with a husky moan. You clawed at his back, lifting his shirt so you could feel his skin against yours. You tightened around him with every thrust. His thumb found your clit, causing your wetness to rain down on him. His other hand held you firmly, pushing you down against every bounce. Butterflies danced at your center as your core tightened. "Oh, Jey," you whimpered. Your orgasm shot up through your stomach and into your chest, which was a heaving, sweaty mess. He gripped you by the hair. Slipping and sliding vigorously with the help of your rain, he pulsed inside of you. "Fuck, Y/N!" he exclaimed through gritted teeth. Your rocking ceased as you held onto each other. Intertwined in an exhausted embrace. Jey kissed your neck as you nuzzled his shoulder. No amount of anger, fear, or regret could ruin this perfect moment.

He lifted his head and looked into your eyes, taking your lips to his. "I love you.", he said. "What?", you replied in shock. "I love you, Y/N. You don't gotta say it back. But I love you, for real.", he said. You looked away in shock. Your chest exploded with joy at that moment because the truth was that you loved him, too. "I love you too.", you said. He smiled. That heart-melting smile. He stared at you with those dark eyes that trapped your heart deep inside them. You dressed, gathered your belongings, and snuck out of the locker room without anyone noticing.

Jey held your hand sweetly and walked you to your car. At that moment, everything felt back in its place again. "You stayin' at my crib tonight?" Jey asked, hopefully. "Sure, I'll stay over.", you replied. He pressed you against your car, like deja vu. "Good." he smiled. "Cuz after that back there…Imma need some more of that." He kissed you in the same parking lot where you first spoke. Where you first kissed. Everything had come full circle, except now you were in love. Jey was right. Maybe he wasn't Mr. Right, but he sure as hell was Mr. Right Now.

Thanks for reading!

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Solo eye balling the undisputed title.

Here's my guess or what I think should happen.

Solo starts to become obsessed with being the new tribal chief that he starts to tell Jimmy to ignore Romans orders and follow his which will set roman off and roman will demand solo to remember his place in the bloodline.

Fast forward Roman is in a main event PPV match and retains the title thanks to the help from Solo and as Roman celebrates he hugs solo and goes to walk away but solo turns Roman around and spikes him and grabs the title and holds it up.

Solo then contacts Jey and says he needs his help to dethrone Roman. Jey accepts and on a episode of smackdown Roman calls out Solo and as things get heated between them we hear "USO!!!" and Jey comes to ring.

Roman is shook at what he is seeing and Solo and Jey are face to face with Jimmy and Roman and Solo says "It's simple Roman to claim my spot as the Tribal chief I need to take you out and that's exactly what I plan to do so Roman at the next PPV it's me and you for that Undisputed title."

Goodnight to Kirishima Eijirou only.

THIS.

Black kids deserve to be treated like kids.

Black kids deserve to be able to grow up at their own pace instead of being held to adult standards as children.

Black kids deserve to grow up without fear that white adults will somehow feel “threatened” by them and make them suffer for it.

Black kids deserve a safe place to unload their thoughts and feelings without being belittled or punished for it.

Black kids deserve a support system.

Black kids deserve to be taken seriously.

Black kids deserve to take up space.

HEARTS ON HEARTS | blend 01.

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i don’t know if i will be able to do more before Valentine’s Day, but i wanted to drop this at least. :> it’s a smol extension of my animated lines series, but in hearts ! ( I may or may not have stared at this in dark mode for a long time HAHAH )

adding a tw for eyestrain because of the colours, but I hope you enjoy 🤍

blends : 001 / 002

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•Dear Sensei•

this is a part of my milestone event

request: kakashi/aizawa/gojo + foursome / @bemylord

warnings: praising kink, degradation, foursome, double penetration, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex, choking, dom/sub dynamics, spitting, slapping, dumbificiation, aizawa calls you his kitty because why not?

taglist: @booksweet @noritoshiikamo @nanamishair @cursedmoonchild @deartoru @bemylord @chloe-nanami @angelofthorr

a/n: honorable mention, once again, @cursedmoonchild , for being there for me when i felt like shit and helping me writing this

“She looks so cute!” Gojo yelled loudly, getting an uninterested hum from Kakashi and an annoyed Aizawa’s grunt in return. Her senseis apparently wanted to play a little dress up with her, asking her to wear that little skirt she used to wear at school, her loose cravat that rested on her chest they so loved...

Now she was right in front of them, her panties stuffed inside Gojo’s pocket, probably never getting them back, and her face flushed with the slight embarrassment. She was a bright student of their, even though she thought lowly of some of her teachers. That including Kakashi and Gojo too.

Her hands shook in excitement with these three men, holding her, touching and embracing her just as they wanted.

Simply recreating one of the scenes in Kakashi's infamous, all-time-favourite book, which she never approved and called him out for being a pervert. He didn’t bother to get his mask off even with this intense scene going on, only giving her kisses through the fabric.

But that was okay, she was closer to her sensei than anyone, especially when she was all spread out for him, resting on his lap as he teased her cunt with his fingertips. Even if she used to think that he was just a boring, old pervert, it didn’t change the fact that she was whimpering for him at that moment.

He tapped his fingers patiently on her thighs, holding her legs apart as he gave Aizawa a show, who was kneeling in front of her, facing her wet folds directly.

“Almost feels wrong to get my student into such state,” Aizawa sighed, feeling a pang of guilt growing inside him but it was soon all gone as he noticed the way she ground on Kakashi's thigh. That said, he was probably her favourite teacher, and assumably the only teacher she never acted like a bitch.

Her gaze rested on Aizawa's eyes much to his delight, biting her lip as she got him going with that seductive look on her face.

“Aizawa-sensei,” She said, leaving the long-haired male in such desperate state with that pretty voice. “I’m glad you’re here,” She reassured him, her juices wetting Kakashi's pants slowly whenever she moved her hips on his leg, trying to relieve the needy ache in between her legs.

Aizawa gave her a genuine smile as Kakashi's gloved hands brushed against her sensitive skin, making her wiggle right on top of him to avoid the tingling feeling. His bare fingertips caressed her clit, a needy moan left her lips as her eyes found Gojo’s. She was never really interested in him either, thinking he was a man-child, and an airhead.

Surprisingly, he wasn’t wearing his usual attire, that one blindfold he almost never took off. Maybe it was for to see her even better and take that delicious sight in, the first thing he did when she arrived was taking the clothing off of his face, letting his silky white hair fall to his forehead.

She saw Aizawa palming himself through his black pants, his dry eyes fully focused on her cunt, spasming and clenching around nothing desperately as Kakashi kept teasing her. "Sensei..." they heard her crying out, frustrated from this ongoing situation. Gojo took a step closer to her, kneeling right beside Aizawa, gaze staying on her face as he almost had a mocking expression on him.

"What is it, baby?" Gojo said with much fake-love in his voice, his thumb reaching out to caress her bottom lip. He smirked as she gave him a begging look, lips quivering and eyes filled with tears. "Sensei, please, w-want more..." She whispered, causing Kakashi to chuckle lightly.

This sight reminded Gojo of her schooldays, where she acted like she was the boss around the class, and how she’d always argue with them no matter what. She thought, no, she was smart, but it was no excuse to mock her teachers, but apparently she had no respect for them.

“Acting all smart every day, but takes the first opportunity to be filled with your teachers cum.” Gojo said, obviously making fun of her desperate situation as he tutted shamefully. “Almost makes me think that you were asking for this.”

Tears started to run down her cheeks in frustration, also thighs starting to hurt with this stretch Kakashi caused, never letting her go. He played with the hem of her skirt, not saying a word, being the reserved one compared to Gojo.

Aizawa's free hand caressed her thighs as he started to remove his pants, letting them fall on the ground with a slight tug. Her eyes widened to the sight of her sensei's cock she dreamed of so often, all swollen and wet with pre-cum, looking deliciously good in his fist. Aizawa smirked, sitting on the ground once again as soon as he got rid of his pants, leaning back until his back hit the dresser behind him, man-spreading, he kept stroking his cock lazily.

"She's dripping," Kakashi commented, realizing how she tried to grind on his muscular thighs, pretending it's Aizawa's dick under her cunt. She bit down on her lip as she felt Gojo's finger slipping into her entrance, effortlessly filling her tight insides. "Sensei!" she moaned out, arching her back until her head rested on Kakashi's shoulder. He gave her neck kisses through his mask, the fabric of it slightly making her giggle as she bucked her hips to meet Gojo's skillful finger.

She reached to Kakashi's hand that was holding her by her thigh, motioning it to her neck to kindly ask him to choke her, without even saying a word. Kakashi smiled slightly, his eyes closing as he kept circling his two fingers on her clit, Gojo messing with her insides at the same time.

Aizawa smiled as he realized her eyes never left his cock, not even for a second even though she had two hands playing with her needy pussy at that moment. It made him feel superior compared to those two men, but he also expected it to be this way, since he was probably the nicest one around.

He looked at her daringly, noticing how she moaned louder whenever Kakashi clenched his hand around her throat. "Are you enjoying yourself?" Aizawa asked with his tired, low voice she loved hearing.

She nodded quickly, giving him a smile as she bit on her bottom lip slightly, feeling too good with Gojo’s now second finger stretching her open. She felt Kakashi's clothed bulge poking her thigh, she tried to reposition herself to feel his length fully. Hearing his giggle, she turned her gaze away from Aizawa to meet Kakashi's mismatched eyes. "Kakashi-sensei..." She said, getting his attention on her lips.

He gulped down, feeling too hot in his clothing that covered almost his entire body, and the way she kept grinding herself on him didn't help, not even a single bit. "What is it?" He said, breathing out in his mask. He knew what she was craving for, but to hear her saying it out loud made it even better. "I- Can I have you inside me, s-sensei?" She asked kindly.

“Aren’t you too daring? As I recall,” He said, shifting in his seat, effortlessly moving her up on his lap with his strong legs. “You thought I was boring?”

She felt her mind going numb with the accusation, and the fact that it was true made her cry out even more. “I-I’m sorry, Kakashi-sensei...” She said, her hands squeezing the sides of his thighs. “I don’t think you’re boring.” She confessed, admitting that she was wrong about him.

She turned to her other sensei, Gojo, who was still in between her legs as she felt him pulling his fingers out of her. A cry escaped her lips, wiggling on top of Kakashi with the empty feeling surrounding her. "Aizawa-sensei!" She whined, getting the male’s attention who still stroked his cock, watching her twitching and shaking for more. He smirked, teasing his tip with his thumb. “Yes?” He asked, pretending to be uninterested.

She was frustrated, the fact that they were toying with her like she was a fuckdoll made her feel empty, and horny at the same time. They wouldn’t give her what she wanted, not if she didn’t do something about it.

She slowly got up from Kakashi’s lap, her skirt rolled up almost all the way up her legs, leaving little to imagination. Her hands found the buttons of her shirt, slowly undoing them as she walked towards Aizawa with her legs shaking in need, desperate to feel any kind of contact. Gojo turned to the side as she walked past him, giving her thighs a playful slap and causing her to giggle in between her sniffs.

She tossed her shirt to the side, kneeling in front of Aizawa, then got on all fours. He quickly reached for the headband on his wrist, tying his hair up in a man-bun to get rid of the sweat forming on his forehead, starting to feel nervous to see such a pretty face in between his lets. She licked her lips to the sight, he was already insanely handsome but with his face all bare open... It made her needier than ever.

“Need something, kitty?” He asked with his low voice, eyes barely staying on her face as he eyed the way her breasts rested on her bra. She giggled with the way Aizawa’s eyes widen, arching her back, getting Kakashi’s attention with the sight of her thigh-highs squeezing her soft thighs. “May I taste you, Aizawa-sensei?” she nearly purred, getting her face closer to his dick. It was her usual self, so respectful to Aizawa as ever, his pretty little kitty.

His breath hitched in his throat, but somehow he managed to keep his voice steady, probably due to being used to scolding his students any time he needed to. “Hm? Go ahead.” He said, being the man of few words like always. She leaned down, giving his tip kitten licks just like he liked, teasing him with the lack of sensation.

Just then, she felt a pair of hands caressing her hips, which belonged to Gojo. “Do you mind?” He asked with a grin plastered on his face, not even waiting for an answer as he slapped her ass. “Gojo-sensei!” She moaned, head falling on Aizawa’s bare lap as her face rested right next to his cock, tip dripping wet with pre-cum.

“Or forget it, I don’t mind even if you do.” He said. As Gojo kept teasing her hole, Kakashi left the room, talking about getting something real quick but her mind was too hazy to process anything at that moment. She hungrily watched Aizawa’s cock almost throbbing in need, kissing all the way from the base up to the tip, teasing him but she knew her teacher was not famous with his patience at all.

Aizawa grabbed her hair as he heard her moaning with the feeling of Gojo’s fingers barely going inside her, getting her closer to his needy member. Growing jealous that he made his kitty feel good, taking a deep breath to soothe his nerves.

She looked up at his red, tired-looking eyes almost glowing as they filled with satisfaction. He loved seeing his favourite student like that, all desperate, tongue rolled out and bent over right in front of him, practically begging to taste his cock.

She swirled her tongue around his tip, slowly letting him slide inside as he supported her with the push of his hand on her head. His other hand was busy stroking her cheek, his gaze didn’t shift to Gojo even if he talked, all focused on her and her pretty lips moving up and down on his dick.

“Do you want my cock, baby?” Gojo said, she could only hum with Aizawa’s impressive length almost choking her completely. He had to bite back a laugh with that choked sound coming from her. “Huh? What’s that? The cock in your mouth is too fat?” He teased, making her frown in annoyance.

Gojo grinned, pulling his fingers out to undo his pants, pulling them down to fall to his knees. He grabbed himself, stroking his tip to her puffy lips, causing her to moan around the cock inside her mouth.

Aizawa let out a loud grunt with the sensation of her moans that sent shivers down his spine. “Fuck, kitten...” He said, tugging on her hair as he pushed her head even more, feeling her tongue right under his dick. She felt every single vein of it, letting it get deeper into her mouth, almost gagging when it hit the back her throat.

“Such a good girl.” Aizawa praised her, getting her in the mood since he didn’t want her to get hurt because of Gojo.

She had to pull away for a second as Gojo pushed inside her, holding her by the waist, hips not-so-slowly moving. She moaned loudly with the full feeling, her entrance trying desperately to relax but it was no use, it kinda hurt due to his girth but her walls kept pulling him back inside whenever he tried to pull out. “Sensei!” She whined, trying to muffle her moans as she pressed her lips together.

“Oh, fucking-jesus!” Gojo groaned, slapping her thighs once more, so hard that it made her scream. She whimpered with the pleasure growing inside her belly, Gojo leaned down to play with her swollen clit to distract her. “What a tight fuckin’ cunt you have here... Should’ve told me sooner baby, I would fuck you every day like the good little slut you are.” He muttered under his breath.

Just then, Kakashi came back to the room with his usual relaxed walk, despite the rock-hard cock in his pants. He took a seat next to her, watching how she tried pathetically to stroke Aizawa at the same time as Gojo kept hitting into her from the back, causing her to jolt back and forth.

Aizawa held her by the chin, moving her to his cock once again as he pushed his hips up to ease the needy feeling inside him. She whimpered into his length, feeling too much with Gojo’s cock practically ripping her apart. She started to suck Aizawa again, her hands finding his thighs as she hungrily lapped his dick.

She kept struggling with two cocks invading her insides, Kakashi slightly got up from the floor just enough to remove his pants. Her lustful eyes found his cock on the bare open, jerking himself off to the sight of her so vulnerably moaning against Aizawa as Gojo rocked his hips right behind her.

“What’s that?” Kakashi asked, getting her attention to his face. “Are you that much of a cockslut that two of them are not enough for you?” He grinned. Gojo let out a giggle, pressing into her back even more as he kept pounding inside her wet cunt, the entire room filling with her gagging voice and the wet, sloppy sounds coming right from her pussy.

“She really is,” Gojo said, “I remember her being our lovely little student, who could’ve known?” He joked, almost humiliating her in front of the other two men, but that only caused her to tighten even more around him. Aizawa kept silent as he held her hair to prevent it from getting into her way.

“Tell us,” Kakashi said with his usual teasing voice, “Were you always a slut like this, all wet inside your panties, acting innocent?” He said, his fingers brushing against his tip she so wanted a taste. He smirked down at her, pointing to Aizawa, who was filling her entire mouth at that moment. “You love having your mouth stuffed with a cock so much, huh?” He grinned.

Every single one of them smiled at her state, Gojo started to feel himself getting closer to his release with every thrust, her walls spasming his cock hungrily. He let out a light moan, cursing under his breath as he smacked her ass. “She feels so fucking good-“ Gojo grunted, not wanting to cum so early but the way she kept tightening around him made it impossible to hold it in. He let himself go, filling her insides for the first time that night, but certainly not last.

Her eyes widened, but she didn’t pull away even if Aizawa got his hand off of her head, not pressuring her into it anymore. Just then, his gaze shifted to the lube resting on the floor next to Kakashi.

“Is that what you went to get?” He asked, turning to the grey-haired man. He grinned through his mask, passing the lube to Aizawa with a push of his hands. He took it with shaky hands, feeling sensitive due to the hot and wet mouth wrapped around his entire shaft, shamelessly taking him in. “Fuck-“ He moaned out.

Gojo didn't pull out of her as he finally caught his breath, leaning in to grab the bottle in Aizawa’s hands. Her legs started shaking with the thick cock still resting inside her.

He took the lube as he eyed her hips from the back, hands still roaming on them, giving her thighs slight slaps to keep her in place. She moaned with the feeling of his cock slipping out of her sensitive walls, finally taking a deep breath as she kept sucking her sensei's cock without caring what Gojo and Kakashi were talking about.

"I'd give it a shot." Gojo said, giggling like a child as he wet his thumb with the lube, slowly spreading it into her hole, careful to not hurt her in a way she doesn't want. “Take a deep breath darling, or it will hurt and believe it or not, I won’t do anything about it.”

She gasped as she felt the tip of his thumb slowly going inside her, an unfamiliar feeling spread through her entire body as she tried to relax her legs and take the finger going inside her slowly. She turned her focus back to her long, black haired sensei as she felt him twitch inside her mouth.

“I’m gonna cum, fuck...” He said with that raspy voice of his that made her cunt clench around nothing whenever she heard it. She leaned in, taking his entire length inside her and moaned at the same time with Gojo’s fingers inside, deep inside her ass. “What a pretty kitty...” He said, caressing her hair lovingly.

Aizawa spilled his cum down her throat, pressuring her head while doing so, preventing her from leaning away from his cock. He breathed out then, finally being able to relax after that overwhelming session of her mouth. She gulped down his white liquid, feeling it leaving a salty taste on her tongue.

She was pulled away by Gojo then, placing her on his lap as his digit remained inside her, he gave her a few reassuring kisses. “Open up darling, relax now...” He said, trying his best to not go feral with those cute little whimpers of hers. He pushed his finger a little more carefully, but had to stop with the yelping sound.

“Sensei, ‘s a little u-uncomfortable...” She managed to breath out in between her moans, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath to adjust to his new sensation. She felt a presence near her, opening her eyes only to meet her silver-haired sensei, who seemed to finally got rid of his pants too.

Kakashi reached out for her hand, pressing kisses on her neck to distract her for a while, motioning her to his aching shaft. She wrapped her hand around his cock instantly, starting to slowly pump it, feeling the warmth on her palm.

“Eyes on me, kitty.” She heard Aizawa say, who crawled to her other side, caressing her cheek to turn her head to him. “Come here.” He whispered, leaning in to give her a slow, passionate kiss that made her insides burn in need.

Gojo slowly started to move his thumb inside her, going in and out carefully as he realized the two men kept her occupied enough to get her relax under their touch. Kakashi smiled, he heard her gasping into Aizawa’s mouth as he pressed his two fingers into her aching clit.

The kiss got hungrier and needier whenever she felt a certain finger going in and out of her ass, or another set of fingers playing and circling her sensitive nub. “Hold her still,” Gojo said to Kakashi, he pressed his free hand onto her waist to keep her in place as Gojo pushed another finger inside.

“Fuck!” She moaned out, starting to feel the painful stretch again but Aizawa was quick to press her into his lips, holding her by the nape to get her attention back to himself. She squeezed and pressed her thumb into Kakashi’s tip, barely hearing his breathy moans, her mind too hazy to process anything that was happening at that moment.

“How do you feel, brat?” Gojo asked, smirking as he watched her coming undone with his two digits inside her, all relaxed thanks to Kakashi’s fingers playing with her clit non-stop. She moaned as an approval, not wanting to lean away from Aizawa’s lips. She loved the way his slight beard caressing into her chin, one hand resting on his neck.

She started to squirm, feeling overwhelmed with Gojo’s fingers thrusting inside her ass, and it made her feel amazing all combined with the pressure on her clit. She pulled away from Aizawa, re-opening her eyes slowly as she moaned loudly, starting to move her hand faster on Kakashi’s cock.

“S-Sensei, gonna cum- fuck!” She screamed as she reached her high, her legs vibrating in pleasure. “Oh- shit, keep doing that, what a good little girl... So fuckin’ pretty....“ Kakashi breathed out as he spilled on her soft thighs, feeling a drop of sweat running inside the mask.

“Horny fucking bitch.” Gojo said, reaching out for the lube, stroking his cock with a handful. He held her by the back of her knees, pushing her up by her hips to line his cock to her ass. “Ready now?” He asked.

She got nervous even though she gave him an impatient nod, scared of the stretch that was about to come. “Wait-“ Aizawa said, moving in front of her to face her wide-open legs, eyeing the way her cunt dripping down with arousal. Gojo hummed as he watched Aizawa, positioning himself in between her legs, pushing the head of his cock slowly.

Kakashi got up, enjoying the show by standing right next to them, still stroking his cock as he came down from his high. He felt himself twitch with the sight of his cum still resting on her thighs, painting her body white. “Aizawa-sensei, more!” She moaned out, trying to push herself into the man before him.

“You’re so tight,” Aizawa grunted. She watched him struggling to thrust inside her, looking like he was about to explode any moment. He kept pushing himself in as Gojo held her still by her legs, not paying attention to the cries she let out. “I- I feel you so deep inside, s-sensei!” She babbled out, one hand moving into the slight bulge on her tummy.

Aizawa’s eyes widen with that sight, he buried himself inside her without even thinking, feeling the way her walls squeezing his cock invitingly. “You’re so good for me baby, yeah? You feel so fucking good.” He praised her. She tightened around him even more, whining in pleasure.

“Stop spoiling this slut-“ Gojo said, starting to push up into her ass, causing her to tear up. It felt full, so full with two cocks inside her, and it was overwhelming, she felt like she was about to pass out any moment. “Don’t you like it?” Gojo asked, moving his hand to play with her clit, her legs twitched as he kept caressing the still-sensitive nub.

“I-“ She tried to moan, screaming in pleasure. “I love it s-so fucking much!” She said, mouth hanging open as Gojo giggled at her needy attitude. Aizawa started to pull out until only his tip was inside, then thrusted inside her again. “You look so fucking pretty with two cocks buried inside you, baby.” Kakashi said, she tilted her head up at him to find him caressing himself.

She grinned like the brat she is, opening her mouth fully as she showed him his tongue, looking hungry for more. “Fuck- You little tease.” He grunted, pushing himself inside her mouth, moaning at the way her lips wrap around his length.

“Still think that you’re so smart?” Gojo asked, landing a harsh smack on her ass unforgivingly, she yelped in surprise with the sudden burning feeling. Aizawa kept thrusting in and out of her, loving the way she spasmed around him whenever Gojo pounded a little too hard.

“You won’t be thinking of anything but cock after I’m done with you.” Gojo grinned, he couldn’t wait to find that know-it-all brat all desperate and fucked out. Her bottom lip quivered, legs slightly shaking with this overstimulation as she looked up into Kakashi with hazy eyes.

“Such a good girl,” Aizawa said, holding her by the waist as he thrust inside harshly, a moan escaping her lips into the cock inside her mouth whenever he hit her sweet spot. “You like having three cocks inside you? Taking it like a good girl...” He kept praising her and the way her pussy would squeeze the living life out of him.

“Of course she likes it,” Gojo said, grabbing her hips firmly to move her up and down on his length. She mewled whenever Gojo would stretch her more, giving her the pleasure she never knew that she needed. It felt full, like she was ready to explode but the more he played with her clit, the more she relaxed under his touch. “Would you look at her, she’s fucking drooling. You needed your senseis that much?”

Tears mixed with the drool running down her chin, wetting all her face as she tried her best to relax her throat, taking Kakashi deeper inside. “Fucking hell-“ He said, grunting and feeling his cock spasm inside her mouth. He grabbed her jaw, shoving himself inside her mouth, feeling his tip hitting the back of it caused a loud moan spill from his lips.

She felt her orgasm approaching once again, squirming and whining under her teacher. “Open up,” She heard Kakashi say, pulling out of her mouth slowly. She did as she was told, obeying like the good girl she is. “Y’want my cum? Beg for it.” He said.

Her eyes widened, the pressure inside her starting to become too much. “Please-“ She gasped out, tongue rolled out to taste the cum she so wanted on her tongue. “I need it so bad, sensei, I promise I’ll be good!” She cried out, voice cracking in need.

“Oh yeah?” Kakashi said, humming to her whines as he jerked himself off on her tongue. “I wonder, you still think I’m fucking boring? Or do you need me inside that pussy too?” He grinned even though she couldn’t see it. Fresh tears started to ran down her face, her nose now all red with that much crying.

“N-No, sensei...” She whined out, looking up at him so vulnerably, her body jerking up and down with each thrust up into her ass. “Take it like a good little whore.” Kakashi said, finally releasing into her tongue as he slapped her cheek with one hand, her mouth still open, his cum dripping down her jaw. “Don’t you dare swallow until I say so.” He said.

She nodded mindlessly, babbling about how good it feels to Aizawa with cum filling her mouth. Gojo growled whenever he felt her squeezing him even more, he pressed into her clit even more, making her scream. Kakashi grabbed her jaw again, turning her head to face him. She looked at him with those doe eyes he adored, looking like she’s begging to taste his spit right there and then, and who was he to deny herself from such thing?

He pulled his mask down for a few moments, letting her see his face. Her eyes widened with the realization, soon smiling as she swallowed on Kakashi’s command. “Good girl.” He said, pressing his thumb into her bottom lip. “Gojo-sensei!” She whined, feeling extremely close to his orgasm now, her toes curling with every sensation and Aizawa’s harsh thrusts up into her cunt made her moan every second. “‘m gonna cum-“ She babbled out, looking into her teacher’s eyes in need.

Aizawa’s free hand found her neck, giving it a light squeeze that drew a deep grunt from her. “Oh yeah?” He hummed, “Cum on my cock, baby, let go.” He reassured her, silently wiping the tears away from her face, giving her a kiss on her temples.

Her eyes rolled into her skull as she creamed all over Aizawa’s cock, spasming around him so hard that it pushed him into edge. “Shit- such a good fucking girl, take it, fucking take my cum.” He moaned out, spilling inside her messy cunt that was dripping all into Gojo’s lap, a white coloured, ring shaped arousal remaining on his dick.

“You fucking slut,” Gojo said, pounding inside her ass and at that point, he couldn’t even feel his brain, only focused on the way she moaned whenever he thrusted inside her tight hole. “That’s what you deserved all along, isn’t it? See, this is what you’re fuckin’ good for.” He said, not getting any reaction from the girl on his lap.

“Aw, what is it?” He mocked her, pushing his thumb inside her mouth, she started to suck without even thinking twice. “Have I fucked you that stupid? Can’t even talk? Poor baby.” He said, twitching deep inside her.

“Gonna cum in your ass, you hear me?” He asked with a loud voice, feeling he was about to burst any moment. “Y-yes...” She tried to talk with the finger occupying her mouth. “P-Please, sensei, fill me up,” She sniffed, needy for more no matter how much they give her.

Gojo let out cursed under his breath, soon cumming deep inside her, feeling her squeezing his cock like she’s milking him dry. “You little cockhungry bitch,” He exclaimed, catching his breath as he pulled out of her slowly, careful to not hurt her, not hurt her too bad, at least.

She collapsed into Gojo’s lap, her hands tangled in Aizawa’s hair. Kakashi soon got up from the floor, starting to get dressed. She whimpered as soon as her eyes landed on Kakashi, who was pulling his pants up his legs at that moment. “Sensei..?” She moaned out, getting his attention back to her. He raised an eyebrow as she smirked, biting on her thumb.

“So... That was it?” She asked with her bratty attitude coming back to herself after a long session of getting fucked dumb. “Oh, you little minx.” Gojo giggled, squeezing her thighs, “I don’t know about him, but I’m just getting started.”

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