Oikawa Reacting To You Asking Him To Rail You | 1/46

and let the history books name joe biden, rishi sunak, justin trudeau, emmanuel macron, ursula von der leyen and every other world leader who did not step in to prevent the genocide of palestine as cold-blooded murderers. may they face a shred of the immeasurable pain and suffering they allowed to be committed against 2.2. million innocent lives.

This is a quite small fic but it works I guess

Okay so you have know itadori your (almost) whole life you found him rather attractive but that's just a fact he is attractive and on top of that he has a body that can put gods to shame , But when itadori told you he had a 'curse' inside him you didn't know what to believe,you know he won't lie to you but...a curse,seriously? But things changed when you two were hanging out one, it was a Saturday evening(almost night) everything was going well until itadori gets a call about some courses in the area(again with that bullshit itadori!) Itadori didn't want to take to with him for your safety but being here alone at night wasn't the best option either...so like a bestfriend he took you with him! It was really creepy inside that big house that he took you to find the 'courses' he went up stairs and left you at the entrance of the house you were just looking around when a big monster came your way

What were you going to do now?! Itadori heard your scream and came as fast as he could, seeing you crying and shaking was not the most pleasant sight he couldn't fight the curse with you there so he decided to hid and comfort you instead

Itadori loved you but God you were so loud crying, and the at the  worse timing the curse came in the room you two were in right now before you could scream Itadori had put his hand on your mouth unknown to you both that the curse inside Itadori had taken this as a opportunity, Sukuna the king of courses had his eye on you for a long time now that he had such an opportunity how could he let it go? Itadori didn't even notice that there was sukuna's mouth on his hand you didn't either until you felt someone kiss you so roughly it was almost that he wanted to eat you, you were so stunned...! What was this all who was kissing you from Itadori's hand and ... why were you so ... so happy it felt amazing you didn't know who it was but one thing you did know was that this guy was a great kisser

Oh how you will never forget that day...!

This is not proofreaded,excuse any mistakes!

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random texts with bonten

𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴: 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶, 𝘳𝘢𝘯, 𝘮𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺, 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘶, 𝘬𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘰

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—Eren Jaeger kînks!!

※*✦ CW: f!reader, mating press, overstim, mikasa x reader, armin x reader, fxf, face sitting, oral (f. Receiving), bitsy mean eren, daddy kînk, light breeding (blame j for this), predator/prey play, crying, hints at monsterfûcking, threesomes, praise and degradation, dirty talk, manhandling, exhibition, public sèx ig, size difference(?), dni criteria.

※*✦ Note. Ok I just— I needed to get ereh outta my system. I love him sm ;( whO next? atsumu or gojo's kinks? Thanks to @screechingmelon for helping me out with armin's dialogue <3

#tags: @ztoji @xybrwhore @kireirengoku (here, for thee) @shibuyawardnetwork @beware-of-the-rogue

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— Dacryphilia

He loves to see the pretty tears bubble up in your eyes when he's fucking you deep and hard. A sly smirk displays deviously on his lips when he notices you struggle to keep the tears from rolling down your cheeks,“'s too deep, ereh!”

even if you whine, his big palms push up your knees to your chest, folding you in half as his fat cock bullies into your cunt, abusing your fluttering walls till he's satisfied,“crying already, y/n?” eren mocks, ramming his hips into yours harshly

“eren! Slow- ah, slow down, please,” your hand pushes against his chest to get him to lessen his assault on your pussy but he didn't budge,“Hm, why should I?”

Laughing at your futile attempt, he fucks you harder, pushing you through a hasty orgasm. Your nails dig into his skin as you cry out, cumming hard on his cock with a fresh set of tears boiling down your face.

Leaning down to kiss your wet cheeks, eren's tongue licks away at the salty droplets,“What a pretty crybaby I have.” his voice is a deep husk as his thrusts get sloppier

“Gonna fill you up real nice, yea?” his cock presses right against your cervix as he starts cumming,“And you're gonna be a good girl and keep it all in.”

— Dirty talk

“What a fuckin' filthy cunt you got, pretty girl. I can never get used to how tight you are no matter how many times I fuck yo- you— oh fuck!” his voice falters as your pussy clenches around his cock.

“You're clamping down on me, baby. Does it turn you on when I whisper filth in your ear?” his lips are pressed to your earlobe, growls fanning right against your skin,“Like this?” you can't help the whine tumbling from your lips at his words.

“What? Want me to tell you more bout how pretty your tight little cunt looks taking my cock so obediently?” his fingers remove the few strands of hair sticking to your sweaty forehead,“Want daddy to praise you, hm?”

“You're my little cumslut, aren't you? C'mon, say it, whore. Or I won't let you cum on my cock.” he urges, pausing his rhythm as his cock throbs inside you

“Yes, I'm your lil' cumslut, daddy.” smirking at your the filthy words, eren grunts,“Good girl, that's my good girl.”

— Threesomes

Eren loves to share you with his friends. Mikasa and Armin to be exact. There's been instances when he invited them over for a fun night.

“are you being a good girl for mikasa?" Eren's fingers intertwined with yours as he held your hands in his big warm ones. Mikasa's thighs pressed snug against your ears as her pussy hovered above your face. Your tongue lapped at her cunt with sloppy wet noises.

“y/n, ah— 'm gonna, I'm gonna cum,” Her soft whimpers drowned out under eren's chuckle,“You both look so beautiful,” his cock dragged against your walls with each ruthless thrust, pulling muffled moans from you, “Whimpering so sweet like this, my precious good girls,”

Whenever armin comes over, eren gets a bit mean, "Come on, you little slut. Make Armin feel good, you can do that for me right?" Your thighs burn from holding yourself up but you obey eren's command. You had been bouncing on the blond's cock for what seemed like forever now.

Eren grasped your wrist, bringing your palm to wrap around his painfully hard cock,“Just 'cause I let you fuck my best friend, doesn't mean that you get to forget bout your generous boyfriend, baby.” Armin's hands grasped your hips, finally helping you ride him as he took pity at the pretty mewls you let out,"Come on y/n- you can do better than that can you? You wanna cum? Then go faster for me"

If you beg prettily enough, maybe eren will consider letting you have both mikasa and armin at the same time ;)

— Predator play

“this turn you on?” the bark of the tree bites at your back as eren held you down with his rough hands bruising your waist, “And dont even bother lying to me, I can feel how greedily your pussy is sucking my cock in.”

“hear that, baby? You're fuckin' dripping. And for what? Just a little chase.” your face burned at his words, the ever present loud squelches of his cock pulling out before thrusting back into your cunt echoing in the woods,“ereh, anyone can find us like this,”

“bet you'd enjoy that too, hm?” his hands pulled your hips to meet his halfway. The action tearing a strained scream from your throat.

“Maybe I should use my titan to hunt you down next time. I might even fuck you with my Titan's tongue, woulda' like that?” you can't help but whine at his words, your cunt spasming around his shaft.

“who am I kidding. Of course a nasty little slut like you would like that. So hold still and take everything daddy gives you.”

A/n:: yea now I got ereh outta my system ^^ orrrr did I heHeh. Titan ereh next time!

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Sameee I have an exam tomorrow :)))

a bitch has an exam in like 2 hours

I love you tee 😊✌🏻

a day in the life of sakusa kiyoomi—(featuring you, his wonderful lover)

atsumu’s part here

6:30 AM:

“Omi, nooo.”

“Let go, y/n. I gotta.”

“No.”

“Come on, don’t be a brat,” he groans.

“If you love me, you’ll stay.” Sakusa sighs, pecking your forehead softly, hand gliding over your back as he feels you against him. It’s warm and it’s home, and he’s almost tempted to stay glued to you.

Almost.

“I have to go jog, I’ll be back,” he mumbles, unlatching himself despite your hands attempting to claw their way back to him. “Stop that, you’re—hey! Don’t smack my ass, weirdo.”

And even though his cheeks are tainted red and he’s thoroughly embarrassed, he grins to himself when he walks to the bathroom and hears your giggles.

7:20 AM:

“Omi, quit picking at the calluses on your hands.”

“‘M not,” he denies through a quiet mumble, hiding his hands under the table with a pout.

“You’re hopeless.”

The plate of breakfast placed before makes his heart flutter. Sakusa can’t stop the little chuckle he lets out when he sees the strawberries assembled into a little heart on the plate.

“And you’re a cliche sap,” he teases. And when he catches the spoon you throw at him, smirking when you groan at his athleticism, he almost considers skipping practice.

“Hurry and eat, you’ll be late.”

“I’m never late.”

“I don’t care, shut up and eat,” you huff. His chair scoots closer to yours when you settle next to him with your own plate.

7:34 AM:

“Y/n, y/n—oh my goodness—okay, that’s enough. I’ll be late—oh my god,” he groans through the onslaught of kisses you place on his face. He pretends he’s annoyed, but the blush and the wobble of his lips as he fights back a smile says otherwise.

Sakusa loves goodbye kisses, you’re no fool.

“Okay,” you peck his lips one last time. “There, I’m done. Now you may go.” He shuffles a little and stares at the ground, pout on his face.

“Ahem,” he clears his throat.

“You’ll be late, what are you—”

“You’re forgetting two things.”

“What?” He glares at you, and you glare back.

“First of all, you’re supposed to say I love you? What happened to that?” Rolling your eyes, you purse your lips at him with a raised brow.

“Kay, I love you. What else do you need?”

“Thank you, I love you too.” His eyes meet the floor again. “You missed a spot,” he murmurs quietly. And even though you laugh at him, and he scowls and shoves you away for a bit, you place two big kisses to his moles, sending him off.

7:57 AM:

“Omi, why’re ya smilin’ at yer phone like that?” Sakusa’s grin instantly drops, and his usual scowl graces his features. Atsumu tends to have that effect on him.

“Ooh! Are you talking to y/n? I love y/n! Tell y/n I said hi!” Bokuto’s voice is booming loud as ever—too loud for eight am on a Monday morning for him.

“No, you don’t need to say hi—”

“Tell y/n I said hi too!” He glares at a certain ginger instantly. He’s a bit annoyed that his last minute conversation with you before weight training is interrupted, but he doesn’t deny that deep down, he’s at home here too, surrounded by three loud mouths he can’t escape.

He shoots a quick message with a scowl on his face.

Bokuto and Hinata said hi

And Atsumu too he adds after the setter insists through whines.

And when he gets a tell them I said hi too! he can’t help but smile softly again—although it drops two seconds after when Atsumu opens his mouth once more.

12:36 PM:

“My shoulder hurts.”

“You slacked off on your stretches again, didn’t you?” He doesn’t meet your eyes as he unpacks his bento.

“No.” He did. And he knows you know, but Sakusa doesn’t like being scolded. Especially not on his lunch break.

“Yes you did, Kiyoomi,” you say sternly. And he pouts, unhappy with your tone.

“Don’t yell at me, I’m hungry, I don’t deserve this right now.” He pulls out the note you left him, scanning over the sweet message, noticing the little bunch of hearts on the bottom next to your signed name. He cracks a smile, turning the note to face you through the screen. “You’re a cliche sap part two.”

“And you’re an idiot who can’t take care of himself part two. Quit picking at your calluses and quit slacking on your stretches. Make sure you stretch longer before practice.” Sakusa glares at you through his phone, but his heart does a little squeeze at how you take care of him.

“Kay, whatever, you’re rude. Now tell me about your day so far.” He’s kept very entertained throughout his lunch break as he hears your rambles about trivial things.

8:17 PM:

“I’m home,” Sakusa calls out. Silence. With a frown, he calls out “I said I’m home,” louder this time.

“Oh my god, I’m coming, you’ll live if you’re not greeted in two seconds,” you huff as you emerge from the bathroom. But still, your hands cup his cheeks gently, pulling him into a searing kiss with a soft smile on your face.

“I could very well die,” he mumbles in between kisses, burying his head into your neck and pecking the skin there as your hands smooth through his curls. “Missed you.”

“Me too. Dinner’s gonna be ready in a bit, go shower,” you whisper.

“No, not yet.”

“Omi, we’ll cuddle after—”

“Yeah, but I wanna cuddle now.” Smiling to yourself, you rub over his shoulder, the one you know is sore, and he slacks more weight into you.

“Hey,” you whisper.

“What?”

“I love you.”

“Yeah, I love you too,” Sakusa grins before tugging you along to your shared room, plopping himself on top of you in bed.

8:33 PM:

“And then I was spiking the ball, and I saw him just trip in the corner,” he snorts along with you, shaking his head as he recounts details from practice. “He thought no one noticed but I’m pretty sure everyone did.”

“I saw a kid trip at the grocery store today,” you chuckle. “I’m going to hell for laughing.” Sakusa cracks a large grin, poking your cheek with his index finger.

“You’re going to hell anyway.”

“So are you.”

“That’s why we’re a match made in heaven. Or hell. You know what? Both.” His hand finds yours under the table, squeezing it gently as your thumb rubs over his knuckles. “Oh yeah, I need a hair cut, remind me to make an appointment later this week.”

“No, Omi! It’s not even that long,” you whine.

“Yes it is, it gets in eyes when I go to serve.”

“Then wear clips. You look hot with longer hair,” you insist, making him scowl.

“No, that’s weird.” But he can’t help but sigh when your pout deepens, weak to his knees at the look. “Fine, I’ll do it like next week or something instead,” he mutters. The smug grin on your face makes him roll his eyes, but the brightness in your eyes fills him up to the brim with warmth.

11:31 PM:

“Can we go to bed now, love?” Sakusa yawns, nudging you from his spot on your chest. You hum as you scroll through your phone.

“What are you? An old man? Only grandpas head in for the night at eleven thirty.” He raises an eyebrow.

“You nap all day, you lazy brat. That’s why you’re never tired at night.”

“Excuse me, I did a lot of work today, don’t even start. A few smacks of a ball shouldn’t get you this tired.” He pulls the blanket over his body, huffing as he gets comfortable on top of your body.

“Fine, you stay up, I’ll sleep.”

“Omi, don’t sleep on me, you’re heavy.”

“Oh well,” he mumbles, already dozing off. You want to be mad, but he looks utterly beautiful in his sleep, cheek smooshed against your chest, face calm and at peace. He looks a few years younger, and you can’t help but smile to yourself, pushing back the hair from his face and kissing his moles.

“I guess your hair has gotten a bit longer,” you whisper. “Goodnight, Omi. I love you.” And Sakusa, as if he knows, smiles a bit in his sleep, humming contentedly.

He considers today a pretty good day.

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idk what this is sdjsjjsnd but it’s the most self indulgent thing i’ve written. this is me and omi, literally our dynamic. might even do an atsumu one now jsnsnsnsj

—can’t compete with mine

pairing: eren yeager x fem!reader

warnings: heavy smut (it’s mostly smut >.<), cunnilingus, slight dubcon (reader is intoxicated), handjob, drinking, mentions of smoking, lowkey manipulation, choking, daddy!kink, corruption!kink, dacryphilia, dumbification, size kink, creampie, unsafe sex, scumbag!eren, dom!eren, college!au

a/n: the devil is a lie, them other girls…

“So, who do you know here?”

“Um, Eren. Eren Yeager?” You have to yell over the music— you aren’t even inside yet but the porch vibrates from the bass of the speakers.

The red-haired boy scoffs, nearly choking on his drink. “You know Eren?” He does a quick once-over, eyes scanning your body, cheap dress and all. “Sure about that?”

Your fingers clench into fists, but you force yourself to take a deep breath, not wanting to ruin your chances of getting into the party by telling this prick to fuck off. “Yeah.” It comes out as a hiss. “He was in my chem class.”

Another incredulous look is tossed your way. “You want me to ask him? Right now? See what he says?”

“Y’know what— whatever.”

You turn on your heels, ignoring the blooming heat on your cheeks as you hear the man snicker behind you. Gah. You aren’t even sure why you came— Eren’s a bit… annoying, in the way most guys are, but he’s been begging you to come by to one of his frat party for weeks now.

C’mon, it’ll be fun. Just come by for one drink, that’s it, for all your troubles of tutoring me.

You swear there’s a hidden tone behind his words, something mischievous, even sinister, which is why you have never gone until today: no classes, no plans. He’ll finally get off your back if you stopped by. Might as well try.

So now, whatever, you tried. He can appreciate the effort when you tell him later—

“Hey! Teach! Where are you going?”

Your heels dig into the ground on their own, forcing your body to stop at the sound of the familiar nickname— something stupid he came up with after you had to tutor him through the whole semester. You wince, wishing your legs could move, but Eren’s voice just has a certain spell on you, the convincing lift in his tone that makes you want to do whatever he wants. It’s dangerous, he’s dangerous, and all you want to do is leave.

“Oh, hey.” You turn towards him, tossing up a hand to give him a small wave. “I’m just—“

“Don’t tell me you’re leaving.” Eren bounds down the porch, a red solo cup in his hand, how clichéd. He looks like he belongs here, fitted with a blue unbuttoned shirt that gives you a front-view of his abs and khaki shorts that are a bit too tight. You try not to look so hard at the bulge.

“Y’know her, Yeager?” The dunce at the door speaks up, eyebrow furrowing as he watches the two of you talk.

“She’s my lab partner. Helped me pass chem last semester.” Eren frowns. “Don’t tell me you sent her out, Flotch. Might have to put you on clean-up duty now.”

Flotch’s face pales, making Eren turn to wink at you. “C’mon, now.” He places a hand on your lower back, giving you no room to argue as he gently pushes you back up the steps and into the house.

You try not to look so smug as you pass Flotch on your way in.

The place is absolutely packed, fraternity and sorority members and just randoms from campus sprawled out in the house. You can spot a pong game in the kitchen, there’s a group smoking from a bong on the couch, and a guy and a girl— wait, is that Connie and Sasha from psych?— dirty dancing on top of a table.

“Cool party.” You comment as you watch a couple by the stairs fully make-out, tongues wrapping around like fevered snakes. Gross.

“Thanks. Would you like a drink?”

“Yes, actually.”

Swiftly, he drags you to the kitchen with his fingers wrapped around your wrist. As he takes you through the house, your attention catches onto the coolness of his rings and the roughness of his palm instead of the wild party happening around you.

He presents you with a red solo cup. When you sniff at the red liquid suspiciously, he smirks. “It’s punch, sweetheart. Not iodide.”

Your lip twitches. “You mean cyanide, genius. But this does smell like poison.”

“It actually might be. Connie made it, so…”

“Ah.” You take a sip, managing to keep in your wince so you don’t look like an idiot in front of him. “Tastes like candy.”

He laughs, a breathless chuckle that makes your heart pound. “Alright.”

You expected him to go away by now, but he’s still here, leaning against the kitchen counter as you try your hardest to finish this drink. Even as a group of girls walk past, giggling “hey, Yeager!” in his direction, he simply lifts a hand in acknowledgment but doesn’t even leave your side to talk to them. Huh.

“Y’know, you don’t have to babysit me.”

“Ha?” Eren raises a brow, sipping on his own drink now. “What do you mean?”

“Like…” His eyes are so wide, so green, that you have to look away, lowering your gaze to your cup as you circle the rim of it with your index finger. “You can go hang out with Armin or Mikasa, your friend group or whatever. I can manage here.”

He cocks his head to the side, confused. “Do you not want me here?”

“No, no!” You jerk your head back up. “No, I just—“

Eren hides a grins as you fumble with your words, making you even more flustered. “I just… don’t want to be a burden. You don’t have to be here if you don’t want to.”

He leans in, crowding you against the counter. “I want to be here.”

“Ah—” You try for a smart retort but you can’t— it’s as if the scent of his sharp cologne is making your senses go foggy. Eren isn’t helping either, the tip of his tongue peeking out to wet his lips as he glances down your dress, checking you out in a way that felt completely different from the way Flotch was doing earlier.

“Nice dress. A step up from your groutfits.”

“Hey.” You bring your hand up to shove at his chest. “My groutfits are cool. Besides, you’re the one who wears fucking khakis to class.”

He smirks. “You pay attention to what I wear?”

Your eyes widen at his lowered tone, at the gravely sound of his laughter that follows the comment. It slowly creeps in how vulnerable you are in this position— Eren’s hands are pressed up against the cupboard above you, caving you in as his face tips over yours. Your palm is still pressed up against his chest, his tan skin warm and alive under your fingers.

“Well?” He whispers, and you can feel his breath pan against your lips, so soft and cajoling— it just makes you want to lift up on the tips of your toes to close the distance between you two.

“Only because you’d spill something all over them every single lab.” You pull him in by his collar, moving your lips to his ear. “You’re a bit of a klutz, Yeager.”

“Woah!” Jean comes stumbling through, clearly wasted, clasping an arm around Eren and effectively pushing him off of you. “Yo, Eren! Where’s the beer, bro?”

The drink in Eren’s hand sloshes all over from the movement, bright red punch making a splash right on your dress.

Eren’s eyes widen. “Oh shit, fuck, I’m sorry—“

You dab away at the fabric— the stain was going away just fine. “I’m good. Not your fault.” Your eyes flicker to Jean accusingly, who’s too busy smiling at Eren.

“Damnnnn, sorry about that. Y’know, Eren, I think there are extra t-shirts in our room, right?” He squeezes his shoulder, very obviously winking at him. “Maybe you can take your girl up there, huh?”

Eren’s eye twitches in annoyance. “Tone it down a little, yeah?”

“Yeah?” Jean wiggles his brows, teeth sparkling with his smile.

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Uh, actually—“ You interrupt, glancing between the two boys as they exchange some weird secret. “I think I’ll, ah, go dry off in the bathroom. Where is it?”

“Nah, I’ll take you up to my room.” Eren quickly ushers you away from Jean, notably glaring in his direction. “There’s a bathroom in there anyway.” As you walk away from the kitchen, you could have sworn that Jean was giving Eren two thumbs-up.

Huh.

“So what was that all about?” You gently bounce onto Eren’s bed— of course, he would have a waterbed— as he digs through his closet to find a t-shirt for you to wear. His room is surprisingly clean, a few posters of indie bands up on the walls, random sports equipment neatly tucked in a corner.

“What are you talking about?” Eren pops his head out of his closet to toss you a shirt. It’s big— bigger than your dress— and smells like Eren— a mix of pine and sandalwood. He’s enough of a gentleman to turn around as you peel your dress off, but you turn your back to him as well.

“Y’know, with Jean.” You stumble as the dress pools around your waist. The jungle juice was probably as strong as it tasted. “Are you going to kill me up here or something?”

When he doesn’t respond, silence filling the room, you twist around to face him. “Um, Er—”

The world sweeps from beneath you, legs buckling as your dress catches at your ankle. Before you can even yelp, Eren has a steady hold on your waist— bare waist, mind you— with his face just inches from yours.

“Well, who’s the klutz now?”

You narrow your eyes. “Fuck off, Yeager.”

He glances down. “Didn’t take you as a pink girl, either.”

You blink, slowly but surely realizing that you’re in your underwear in front of him— in front of Eren Yeager. Fit with a frilly hot pink bra and underwear set that is an absolute monstrosity, but, to be fair, you didn’t think you’d end up in a situation like this. What the fuck were you thinking, coming to a frat party?

“Shut up.” You try to pull away from him but he’s eager, keeping you as close to him as possible.

“Why? You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”

“Stop saying things like that!”

“Or what?”

“Or—”

Your voice hitches as Eren brushes your hair away from your face. With a roll of his eyes— “You’re the smartest idiot I know,” He mumbles— Eren runs his hand through your hair, effectively tilting your head up and slotting his mouth perfectly against yours.

Finally.

It’s like all the tension dissipated for a single moment, each of you relaxing in the embrace of the other as his tongue coaxes your mouth open— but it builds back up quickly with how eager the two of you are. While you’re busy moaning into his mouth, Eren simultaneously swallows them down and strips himself of his shirt.

“So— fucking— hot.” He gasps between breaths, palms moving down to grope your ass before lifting you up, legs wrapping around his torso. The alcohol you drank is giving you the power to lean down and bite the salty skin by his neck, sucking pretty bruises onto his skin.

Eren groans as he guides you to the bed, tossing you down and watching your tits bounce at the impact. “Wanted to do this for so long.” He licks his lips like a predator looking at its prey, a cat that’s got the cream. “Don’t know how much I’ve thought of this.”

You shiver from his words, from his stare, as he nudges your shoulder to lay back. He looms over your clothed cunt, gaze narrowing in at the wet spot that has formed. His thumb brushes at it lewdly.

“All this for me?” He hooks his fingers around the waistband, tugging your thong down your legs. He whistles, low and deep. “Prettiest fucking pussy, I swear.”

“Eren!” You whine. Your eyebrows pinch as your eyes close, knees clacking against each other as you shut the space between your legs. “‘S embarrassing.”

Eren rolls his eyes and pries open your legs with ease, his biceps tightening and rippling and making your pussy drip even more. “It’s true.” He dips down, tongue dragging up your folds and making you yelp in surprise. “Prettiest pussy.”

You open your mouth to complain but all that comes out is a squeal. “E-Eren!”

He’s a fucking menace, sucking and slurping and eating you out like you’re his last meal, his teeth occasionally coming out to nip at your inner thigh. When you gasp at the sensation of him gently biting your clit, nerve endings that you didn’t even know existed crackling to life, he chuckes, laughing at you as he rolls it on his tongue and against his perfect pearly rows.

“Ah, fu-shit!” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, palm slapping over your mouth as you hold back a moan, not wanting to be loud and under Eren’s scrutiny.

“What? Cat got your tongue, teach?” He snickers to himself, slapping the side of your thigh. He digs himself a little deeper between your legs, his nose nudging right at your clit. “Guess I’m not trying hard enough.”

If you thought the last five minutes were bad, this is… this is… you can’t even describe it. Eren’s fingers spread your lips as wide as they’ll go, tongue prodding deep inside you. You must be soaked, drenched from yourself and slick with his spit, completely debauched. Eren is crazed— you can’t tell if he’s focusing on your pleasure or his own as he hums and moans against you, his hips digging into the bed to ease the tension between his legs.

He’s right— he wasn’t trying hard enough before. You don’t even bother to cut off your screams when he latches onto your clit, your mouth spilling “ah, Eren!”’s and “oh, fuck!”s, and the “ohmygodImcumming!”

You flood his mouth, gushing and overstimulated as he laps up everything you’ve offered. When the haziness clears up, vision slowly returning after being completely blinded from the orgasm, his face hovers above you. Green eyes glow like the moon hitting the ocean just at the right angle, slickness drenching his lips and chin, his canines glinting as he grins.

“Fucking hell, teach.” He sounds amused. “Didn’t know you could squirt.”

Weakly, you push his head away from you. “Didn’t know I could, either.”

He raises a brow. “Never did that before?”

“Don’t let it get to your ego, Yeager.”

“Me? Never.”

He grabs you by the ankles, pulling you to the edge of the bed. As he stands, the bulge becomes a lot more noticeable, a lot more intimidating. Your own hands begin to move on their own, fingers digging into his waistband and tugging down desperately.

“Like what you see?”

Your eyes flicker up. “Thought I told you not to get cocky.”

His eyes sparkle with humor. “So now you want to talk about my cock—”

“I swear to God, Yeager.”

Your cheeks flare and he laughs, giving you a break by pulling down his pants and boxers in one go, his length bouncing up and just barely missing your face.

Knowing Eren, you should have known that he’s cocky for a reason. He’s long and thick, thicker than anyone else you’ve been with. A prominent vein runs up along the bottom of him, leading right up to the pearl that drips from his tip. Your thumb catches the drop, spreading it down and gently squeezing, watching as Eren’s eyes roll back. Thrill runs through your veins— a god is at your mercy.

“F— fuck!” He jerks his hips into your hand, head tossing back. “Keep doing that, baby. Fuuuuck.”

It’s quite a sight, seeing Eren gasp and groan and grit his teeth while you control him with your soft hand, pumping him up and down at a steady pace. Drops of sweat perspire on his temples, down his chest and on his pelvis— you find your throat getting dry as you wish to lick him up, cheeks flushing at the audacity of your own thoughts.

Fuck this. From the strength of your power high— and whatever was in that jungle juice— you kneel up, tongue darting out to lick up his abs, his chest, his neck, hand still pleasing his cock.

“Sh— shit. What are you—”

“Want you inside me.” You whisper in his ear, him hissing at the desperation in your tone. “Please, ‘ren, need you so bad.”

‘Need you’ nearly sends him over the edge, his pupils widening into saucers. Eren manhandles you— “Ah! Eren!”— pushing your head into the sheets with your ass raised high.

“Gonna feed this pretty pussy.” He groans, jerking his hips so that his cock grinds right up against you, the tip just barely catching your entrance and making you gasp. “Make it mine.”

He’s right there, slowly pushing in and letting you adjust. It’s too fast— you feel tears welling your eyes from the burst of pleasure.

“‘Ren, too much, too big, I can’t—”

Your hand moves behind you, trying to push back against his front. He easily swats it away.

“C’mon, teach. You can take it f’me, can’t you?” He coos as he pushes in deeper, reveling in your gasps. “You’re doing so good, atta girl.”

You feel woozy, lightheaded when his balls settle right against your ass, his entire length lodged inside you. It’s unfair, really, how he’s got you shivering and clenching around him while he’s still standing upright, hand coming down to slap your ass.

“So fucking tight, baby. Need ya to loosen up, can my good girl do that?”

He’s fucking babying you, of course he is. It’s payback for all the times you’ve rolled your eyes at him— you’re not exactly secretive— for not knowing the difference between ionic and covalent bonds. Now he’s the one who gets to dumb this all down for you, dumb you all down for him.

So as you numbly moan, his hand having to guide yours towards your clit, Eren feels his pride grow exponentially, his gaze narrowing in on the movements of your fingers circling it around. He feels you slowly loosen up, and hell, if it doesn’t feel like heaven itself is stuck right between your legs.

“So good for me.”

With that, he’s pulling out and thrusting back in, hypnotized by the way his cock is covered in gossamer strands each time he does so. The little “‘rens!” that are muffled by the pillow under your face spurs him on even more, balls slapping loudly against you as he digs his heels into the carpet and completely wrecks you.

“Gonna c-cum! Eren, please… wanna cum!”

Eren thinks he’s going to die— his heart flutters at the same pace as your cunt, thumping and racing and— fuck, fucking hell, you’re practically choking his cock with how your clamping down on it. He’s dizzy, overwhelmingly drunk on the taste and feel of you. This is better than any high he’s ever had, even better than the wins of football games or a kill streak on Call of Duty— which is saying something, seriously. He thinks, knows, he can die here peacefully, balls deep inside you, with a smile on his face as he goes. Eren reminds himself to thank Jean after this.

“Cum then.” Eren manages to break from his thoughts to answer you. “What are ya waiting for?”

“Can’t!” You’re hiccuping into the sheets, fingers pinching uselessly at your clit. Your dignity is long gone, you don’t even care, too busy chasing the feeling that you can’t grab: “Need you to h-help me, please ‘ren, I-“

“Shhh, alright, okay, Daddy’s got you.”

And you groan, cringing from the term and trying to move away from him but not being able to with his fingers digging into your love handles. Eren keeps you snug against him, idea blooming in his brain, lightbulb floating over his head.

“I’ll give you want you want, teach. Only if you call me Daddy.”

“Mmph, no, ah!” You try to push against him, rolling your hips but not getting the satisfaction of him thrusting into you. “F-fuck you. You’re such a p-perv.”

“Hmm, maybe I am.” He leans down, wrapping a hand around your throat to lift you up against him, your back to his front. “But you are too, aren’t ya?”

There’s so much pressure, the weight of him against you, the feeling of him hot and heavy inside of you— and nothing is alleviating it. A pathetic mewl leaves your lips, fuck him, fuck this. “D-daddy, please, fuck me.”

“See? Was that so hard, teach?”

Yes, you want to scream, but you’re afraid of biting your own tongue off as Eren drags you back and forth on his cock again, his fingers dipping down to tease your throbbing clit. “Cum f’me, sweetheart, you can do it now, ha? Got Daddy helping you, c’mon teach, just let go.”

The authority in his voice is enough— a wail of “‘ren!” and you’re toppling over, limply in Eren’s grasp as he jerks into you rapidly, desperate for his own high. He doesn’t have to go far to chase it— you’re clenching him so hard he can’t even think, cumming quickly and seeing white before collapsing, laying right on top of you as he softens inside you.

“How was that, teach?” Eren mumbles in your ear, teeth grazing the shell of it. “Worth an A plus?”

“G’off me.” You squirm under him.

“Let me take you out.”

“W-what?”

“Like a date.”

“With me?”

Eren bites down on your lobe, making you squeak. “Fuck teach, I thought you were smart.”

“I am! I just… fine. Only if you let me breathe.”

He rolls off of you, still keeping you tight against him as he kisses your pink-tinged cheek. You smile, matching his grin. “You’re an idio—”

There’s a knock at the door. “Yo, Eren. You fuck her yet?”

You stiffen against him, Eren stilling his movements too before barking out: “Fuck off, Kirstein.”

“You planned this?”

“Uh.” Eren runs a hand through his hair sheepishly. “Maybe?”

“You are an idiot. Actually.”

“Hey, you liked it!”

“You ruined my dress!”

“Oh, whatever.” He pins you under him with ease, canines peeking through his smirk. “Daddy’ll just buy you a new one.”

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Be a good pet

ㅤ — Characters: Gojo, Geto, Nobara, Maki, Megumi, Yuji.

Mha version.

ㅤ — Warnings. AFAB hybrid reader, All characters are aged up to 21+, edging, fingering, Gojo and Geto being menaces, one spank, creampie, cervix fucking, overstim, sex toys (vibrator, strap on), oral (f. Receiving), thigh riding, mommy kink, praise kink, very little degradation bc of geto.

ㅤ— minors don’t interact.

— Note. Lmao I ran outta ideas for the title. Anyway, thank @drakendme for this bc we were having a hybrids convo last night.

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Satoru Gojo

Being Satoru's bunny is nice. He pampers you, spoils you rotten. But he's a brat himself and you gotta deal with his shenanigans with a pout. Because if you give him the cold shoulder, he's gonna punish you. Smh, Satoru's probably the brattiest dom if I've ever seen one.

"Why don't ya' show your master how much you missed him, hmm, little bunny?" Shoving you in the mattress, his hands are all over you, nose nudging at your sensitive ears and fingers cradling your tail. Your thighs wrap around his waist, his touches having riled you up,"Missed you so much, 'toru, need you inside me."

The bastard grins, he's back from a mission abroad yet he's got just enough patience to tease and watch you squirm,"That so, bunny?" His fingers play with your folds before thrusting knuckles deep the very next moment,"Oh, you're already wet," Moving his digits inside you, Satoru marvels at the warm spongy tightness. Your ear is being pinched by his other hand while his mouth crashes on yours, tongue pushing past your lips. He tastes of chocolate, probably was eating some on his way home,"Brought you some too, don't worry." His chuckle is drowned by your moan because his long fingers found your sweet spot already, relentlessly knocking against it till you're thrashing under him,"Gunna cum, master."

But his fingers are pulling out of your tight walls,"Shh," He soothes you with mock sympathy,"Oh you naive lil' bunny." Satoru's cock rests heavy on your empty entrance, teasing, tempting yet not making any moves to ease your ache,"Did ya' really think I'd let you cum on anything but my cock?"

Suguru Geto

Oh you poor little thing. Suguru loves you, he does, he adores his little puppy. Even if you're always annoying him while he's got meetings to attend. So he's got you here, impailed on his cock while he speaks to his followers with a smile on his face. Your legs tremble from trying to stay still because if you disboey, he's gonna punish you even more,"Stop squirming, puppy." Suguru's voice is sickeningly sweet, a gentle coo as his lips brush against your ear. You'd apologize but you know that if you open your mouth, only whimpers will let loose,"And stay quiet unless you want them to know," His thumb traced your jawline, black eyes latched onto how your teeth clamp down on your lower lip in an attempt to bite back any moan,"That your slutty puppy cunt is stretched out by my cock right now." Your hands are balled on his kimono,"Or do you want them to know how you're dripping, makin' a mess of my clothes, hmm?" You can't help it, your hips grind down on his, a pathetic soft cry escaping through your swollen lips,"What a bad puppy you been, y/n." He turned your face to his, kissing your lips softly.

Which is a direct contrast to how he's treating you now, at night, bending you over, face pushed down on the bed as he pounds into your spasming pussy,"Ah, I can never get enough of this cunt," His mouth if filthy, black hair sticking to his sweaty skin. Large hands grip your ass, parting your cheeks to watch as his cock disappears inside you. Muffled pleas make him laugh,"What's that, puppy?" A slap lands heavy on your ass, sting setting your nerves alight,"Speak up, can't hear ya' over your cunt drooling for my cock." His mean commentary only suffices in making you clench harder. With a hard thrust, the cock head is kissing at your cervix opening, pulling loud wails from you.

"Fuck," Your master is cumming, deep inside you, unable to handle your tight pussy anymore, cursing when he's got to pull out because he can feel your orgasm about to hit. Panting, he relishes in your whines as you try to push your hips back at his. Suguru watches as his cum dribbles down your thighs and your fluttering cunt begging for a release,"Disobedient little puppies don't get ta' cum."

Nobara Kugisaki

Y'all know right that she's a cat person? So imagine Nobara with a cute little kitten. She'd adore you, stealing kisses and groping your breasts from behind before hugging you tightly,"Hey kitty," She'd purr into your neck, breathing in your scent.

Then there are times when she's hovering over you as you writh on the bed, sharp claws leaving red lines on her shoulders and back, wherever you can scratch. Because the strap on she's wearing is rearranging your guts. Oh and the vibrator her fingers are pressing to your pretty little clit, turned up to the highest setting isn't helping at all.

"Too much for my kitten?" Her eyebrows would furrow in faux concern when you'd cry and nod with a small "yes". But then she'd just go faster, even if you've cum twice already. Nobara loves to overstim her kitten till you're a heaving mess, tears running down your pretty face and chest moving up and down because your mind can't process the amount of pleasure your body's receiving,"One more for me," She says right after you gush around the her strap on, wetting the vibrator and her hand in the process,"Can't, please." You sob.

"Yeah you can."

Maki Zenin

Maki got a dumb little bunny, who can't do anything but hump her leg and nuzzle her face into her neck. Her hands would hold your waist, trying to slow down your erratic movements but eventually she'd give up. Moving her fingers to your tail and giving it a light tug instead.

The moan you let out with your lips presses to her throat is enough to make her pussy clench. Maki's hand plays with your ears as you bounce on her thigh,"Mommy, I'm close, so close,"

"Then go ahead and cream on my thigh, little bunny." Her voice is strained, bordering on a moan because she can feel you drip on her skin and your tongue hot on her neck. Her hands cup your breasts and with one pinch at your sensitive nipples, you're crying out her name, cumming on her thigh.

A few seconds later, Maki is pushing you down on the floor, between her legs,"Won't you be a good bunny and take care of mommy?" Before you can nod, she's shoving your face against her pussy, moaning when you use your tongue just right,"Ah that's right, you're mommy's dumb lil' bunny."

Megumi Fushiguro

So, Megumi's a dog person. Obviously he's getting a puppy girl. A sweet puppy who's so obedient for him. Always so eager so serve but all Megumi wants to do is make you feel good. Which is why he's spending hours downtown, tongue swiping around your slit with vigour as your thighs muffle out any other sound by sandwiching his head.

He can't stop even when you're crying, tugging at his dark locks. That only manages to make him groan against your pussy. Tongue flicking up to your clit before he's nibbling on it,"Megumi, gonna cum-"

"Again?" Blue eyes look up at you from under his lashes. His mouth is off you in an instant. Before you can whine in protest, your dark haired owner is sliding his hard cock inside. The sudden stretch makes your toes curl, the band snapping inside your belly. His fingers rub at your ears, smiling when they twitch under his touch,"Not done with you yet, puppy."

Yuji Itadori

Yeah, he's a himbo. I'mma elaborate. Yuji with a puppy girl. He matches her vibes, kay? He loves her so much that he can never deny anything she asks from him.

"Yuji, more." He's been at it for so long now that he's lost track of time. His swollen cock pushing in and out of her gummy walls,"Please," Bracing his hands on each side of your head, he's obeying your command, going deeper till he's reached your cervix,"Ah, cumming, puppy-" Your legs wrap around his waist, holding him close as he pours hot ropes in your slick walls. Your tail wags underneath, brushing against his knees as you cum with him, milking him for all he's worth. But he's not done yet. Drunk on the feel of your pussy, he's thrusting again, wet slaps fill the room and you're sure the sheets have a wet patch too.

"Oh, puppy, your pussy feels so good," Brown eyes hidden away under heavy lids, he whimpers above you. Each thrust courses through your overestimated nerves and your back arches up, breasts pressing taut against his broad chest,"You feel so good," His balls slap on your ass with every move. Tears prick at both your eyes, yet he can't stop. Through your post orgasmic haze and stimulation for another relapsing, you can't decide if you wanna push him away or pull him closer. But your mouth has a mind of its own,"Yuji, feels s'good, please, more." Who's he to not indulge his dumb little puppy?

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This is for later <3

What do I do when I love you and want somebody else?

ㅤ— Summary: Jjk x threesome

ㅤ— Characters: Gojo, Geto, Toji, Naoya (kill me pls), Yuji, Megumi, Nobara, Maki, Mai.

ㅤ— Warnings: AFAB reader, All characters aged up to 21+, double penetration (both in one hole & anal), dom/sub dynamics, slight femdom, MFM, FMF, FFF, dacryphilia, blindfold, cucking, degradation(?) lmao, dom! & sub! Reader, fingering, oral (m. & f. Receiving), slight possessiveness, overstim, that's all I think.

ㅤ— Note. Too many drafts, too little patience, ya know how it's with me. Btw the sexy ass header pic is found by @s-zu

#tags. @fiftyshadesofpurple @manjiken @yuujispinkhair

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➣ Satoru Gojo & Suguru Geto

Gojo's blindfold hung loose around your head, covering your eyes and still giving Geto enough reign to pull at it from behind. Your jaw slackens as you feel both of them start thrusting inside you. Gojo snickers at your flushed body, naked under his blue eyes. Long fingers pinched your hard nipples,"Aw, baby," His hand soothes your heated cheek,"Are we being too rough for ya'?" He purrs, snowy strands soft and ticklish on your jaw and you soon feel his mouth on your neck,"Ah, slow down," Your hands push at his chest. Geto chuckles behind you, hips slapping faster against yours. The force had you stumbling into his friend's chest. The black haired man's hand slips down from your waist to your clit, pinching it harshly.

Satoru's eyes travelled down to see what made you cry out like that, an evil grin on his lips when he saw his friend's antics. That's before he noticed the bulge in your lower belly. Pressing his hand on it and pushing slightly, he gasps. Geto felt the albino's cock pulse beside his. Whatever inquiry was bubbling on his lips, gave way to a loud groan when Satoru pushed down harshly at the bulge,"Holy shit- Suguru," He can feel both their lengths moving inside you.

Your head leans forward, falling on Satoru's shoulder as your mind goes dizzy from the border of pain and pleasure,"Please,"

"Fuck, you're so tight," Geto's chest heaves at the feel of your walls snug against his and Satoru's cocks,"Ya' gonna cream on our cocks already, darlin'?" Tugging you back against his chest, he presses his lips to your ears. Satoru's hand is pushing down at your lower abdomen and with both their cocks relentlessly pounding into your poor pussy, you can't hold back anymore,"Ah, that's so hot-" Suguru brings up his wet fingers to your lips,"Clean 'em up," Even through your hazed mind, you obey. Moving your tongue lazily around his digits when Satoru chuckles at the confused furrow of your brows,"Oh, baby, you squirted." Shoving his friend's hand away, he devours your mouth, tongue licking at yours only to moan at the taste,"Sweet as ever."

➣ Naoya Zenin & Toji Fushiguro

Brown eyes watched your face in awe, he's never seen you make such pretty expressions for him- even when he's all rough with you,"He's never fucked ya' like this, has he?" Toji's large shoulders enveloped you, hands pinning yours down on each side of Naoya's torso. The younger Zenin is propped up on his elbows, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he watched you topple over him with each thrust from the man behind you,"Daddy asked ya' something, baby." Toji pushes his cock deeper with a hard thrust till you're yelping out a jumbled response,"No, daddy."

Your head falls forward, warm forehead resting on your fiance's,"Only you." Toji chuckles,"Yeah, that's right." Nudging his face into the crook of your neck to steal a bite at the sensitive skin,"Only I can fuck this tight pussy s'well." And he's not wrong, his thick cock hits all your good spots with each stroke and you can't bite back the moans even with your teeth gnawing at your poor lower lip,"Yes, daddy."

With your face so close to his and the way your eyes are squeezed shut with your lip in between your teeth- oh, and the way his cock is straining against his clothes, tenting to rub at your lower abdomen with each thrust from toji that had your body pushing up against his. Naoya can't restrain himself. Cradling your burning cheek, his thumb tugs your lip free and tilts his chin up to capture your mouth with his. Your sweet sounds are now muffled vibrations on his lips.

A large hand weighs heavy on the blond's neck and he's soon pushed down on your bed,"No touchin', I wanna hear every whimper from her." Toji's fingers wrap around your fiance's throat as your cunt made the filthiest wet squelches on his cock, lewd moans falling from your lips,"Hear that? Your fiancee prefers me, brat."

➣ Satoru Gojo & Naoya Zenin

"You must be outta yer' mind, Zenin." Satoru's breath is hot on your lips,"To think that you can pull her. She's clearly outta your league." His cock drags against Naoya's with each buck of his hips against your ass,"What were ya' thinking?" The man whimpers in response, cock throbbing in your pussy from the added pressure of the other man's length, separated by nothing but your thin walls. Naoya's hands resting on your waist moved down to squeeze your thighs that straddled his twitching hips.

Leaning down, you brush your lips against his parted ones,"Answer him, Zenin." You clench your pussy around his dick and he's babbling,"Yes, Satoru-kun," Gasping for air when you slip your tongue in his mouth, moaning against his lips,"Apologize to my bunny, you fuckin' filth." Satoru thrusts into your ass, hard, your holes clenching around both cocks in response,"'m sorry! Y/n!" His shaky voice tapering off to a sharp groan as your hands pinch his nipples,"Close, I'm close," Brown eyes glossed over with desperate tears are looking up at you and your boyfriend who hums into your shoulder, teeth giving the skin a teasing nibble,"Ask her."

"Can i-" Your lips descends on his neck, mouth making him writhe underneath.

"By that I meant, beg." The snowy haired man snaps,"Beg her to make you cum, lowlife scum." And Naoya begs, pretty pleas falling from his lips which had your heart and ego fluttering. Pressing your palms flat on his chest, you move your hips to Satoru's fast rhythm,"Cum for me, puppy." Your fingers wrap around his throat. His adam's apple bobbing under your palm,"Look at me, look at us." Dark lashes flutter open as he cums inside your warm cunt, a breathless whine on his tongue.

"Don't ever think that you can have her," Azure eyes on him and he feels like time has slowed down and each sensation is infinitely modified,"She's mine, Naoya-kun."

➣ Yuji Itadori & Megumi Fushiguro

Fingers dug into the flesh of your ass, squeezing tightly before sliding up your spine,"Yeah, show him how good you are, baby." Yuji's voice is breathy, hand heavy on your shoulder blade, pushing you forward and onto the moaning mess of his friend,"She's good, ah- so fuckin' good," Megumi moans, holding your head down as you press your tongue flat on the underside of his dick. Flicking the tip against the vein running from the base of his shaft, you hum, pleased at the slight twitch of his cock in your mouth,"Fu-ck. What a good girl.”

"Yeah?" Your precious boyfriend slurs, his cock drooling precum inside you just from hearing the other man sing praises for you,"Doin' s'good for us, y/n." As his pelvis smacks against yours, you're hurled up against Megumi, his cock hitting the back of your throat. He's biting back on a broken moan at how tight your throat feels around him, fingers carding through your hair,"Taking me like a pro, hmm?" Half lidded eyes look down at your glassy ones with a droopy smile. You garbled up a muffled "yes" Which made Yuji chuckle,"Still a sucker for praises, eh?"

"Can feel ya' tighten up around me everytime 'Gumi praises you."

"That true, honey?" Blue eyes catch on yours,"You getting off on it?" His thumb wipes away at the tears pooling on corner of your eyes,"Then be a good girl," Yuji groans, unable to hold back the twitch of his hips, his balls hitting your clit with each thrust,"And make your boyfriend cum soon."

"'Cause I'm gonna fill up that pretty little pussy of yours."

➣ Nobara Kugisaki & Yuji Itadori

Yuji's muffled whines mingled with filthy wet sounds,"Mhm please," He's not sure what he's begging for but must be the lack of air from having Nobara sitting on his face or his overstimulated cock aching in your pussy.

"Aw Yuji," You coo, lips parting from Nobara's to pay attention to the man writhing under you both. Ginger strands fall in front orange orbs that stare at you with desire. Your fingers are wrapped tightly around Yuji's wrists, holding his hands down while you bounce on his cock, milking him for all he's worth. Your pussy won't stop clenching around him even after he came and he can't help but slide his tongue inside Nobara's cunt, her essence dripping down his chin,"C'mon, make us cum, or will we just have to use you like our toy?"

Yuji whines against her pussy, lapping at her slit like an obedient pet. Tangling your fingers with his, you grind down on his hips as your lips find Nobara's breasts, enveloping the bud in your warm mouth,"Oh," Her hand wraps around the back of your neck, thighs trembling around Yuji's face,"Ngh y/n," Your eyes flick up to take note of the cherry tint on her cheeks,"Hmm, sweetie?"

"Gonna- ah!" Loud gulping noises flood the room, accompanied by Yuji's cute whimpers. The lewd expression on her face and how Yuji's hips are bucking up against yours makes the coil in your belly snap. The pink haired man sobs as he's pushed to a second orgasm with you,"Did so well for us, puppy."

➣ Maki Zenin & Nobara Kugisaki

"What's the matter?" Maki's grip on your jaw is bruising,"Not so much of a brat now, huh?" Your lips chase hers as she pulls further away with a mean chuckle,"Nobara," The orange haired girl grins at her senior.

"Fuck her harder." Slender fingers working in your cunt feverently now at the command,"Please!" Nobara's legs straddle your thigh, humping against you for some friction,"You're s'tight 'round my fingers, y/n." A sultry purr whispered into the shell of your ear sweetly,"Are you about to cum?" Her eyes fluttered up to meet dark green ones,"Without her permission?"

You fall into a tangle of moans when her thumb rubs on your clit,"Maki, please, can I cum? Need ta' cum so badly," Your cheeks press against the cool sheets, flushed from embarrassment or ecstasy, you're not sure anymore,"No." Your eyes catch a glimpse of her wicked grin just as Nobara's digits push you over the edge,"What a bad kitty, you are." The ginger head tuts above you, pulling away her fingers from inside your squelching cunt before popping them in her mouth. Maki grabs the back of her head and pulls her in a kiss. You can only watch in awe as their tongues tangle above you, fresh gush of arousal coursing through your skin.

"Now c'mere n' sit on my face, brat."

➣ Mai & Maki Zenins

Mai sharing u with Maki to show that she's better at something

Your back pressed flush against Maki's chest, her glasses askew on the couch somewhere. Her knees held your apart for her twin to devour you easily. Tongue slurping at your pussy as Maki held you still. Her fingers playing with your breasts, kneeding the plump flesh,"Say my name, y/n." Mai purrs against your skin, her name bounces off with a shy moan from your tongue.

"Stop fuckin' squirming." Maki's voice breaks through, hands holding your body still before pinching your nipples as a rebuke,"Ah Maki!" Your thighs shake when Mai slides her fingers through your slit,"Maki," She purrs, looking up at you both, dark eyes focused on your face,"Don't be so rude with my girl."

"Yeah?" Her lips press to your neck,"Then why'd ya' agree to share her with me?" Mai just hums, kissing your thigh tentatively, curling her fingers up inside your tight walls,"To prove that I'm better." Leaning forward, she gives your clit a teasing lick,"That no one can please my pretty girl better than me." A proud smirk forms on her wet lips as you writhe between the twins.

Maki turns your chin towards her, lips crashing on yours to dissolve the moans and whimpers Mai pulled from you, "Ya' think Mai is good? Wait till you have her Onee-chan."

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