໒꒱ ₊˚ ‘ FREAK LIKE MEEE ! ’﹒

𐚁̸ sum. jjk men kinks and their kinks/fetishizes . feat. gojo, toji, sukuna, nanami, choso.

𐚁̸ an. requested by anon

☆ NANAMI KENTO.

“ah—you’ve got some nerve,” nanami would pant. he’s got you right where he wants you. you’re leaned over his desk, ogling as he starts to realign himself. “it’s like you just misbehave on purpose, sweetheart,” and his voice was silky warm, tender. you moan once he lifts up your skirt yet again—you’re sopping wet, a dampened patch coats the middle part of your panties. “have you been touching yourself?”

“n—no,” you purr out, although it was clear as day that you were purely lying. he could tell, nanami was a lot of things but he wasn’t an idiot. you felt so feverish, the head of his thick cock spilts inside of your cunt and you whimper out. throughout the office, all that could be heard was the faint sounds of his fax machine and the lewd squelches your sweet cunt sings out in pure harmony. this was so risky, yet you loved every second—you craved more, the thought that one of his colleagues could walk in or hear the two of you made you ten times more soaked. “yes,” you correct yourself, gnawing on your lip before you feel a sudden restraint on your hands.

nanami inhales deeply, a low groan departing from his lips before he grabs both of your wrists. “such a messy girl. can’t even finish my shift,” and he yanks his tie from his attire. nanami then swiftly ties your wrists against your back with his tie, fully buried into your cunt. he leans up close, so close—a hand gently wrapping around your throat. “gotta break this pussy before i get any work done, ‘s that what you’re telling me, my love?”

sugar, sugar • levi ackerman

kinks: sugar baby/daddy dynamic, spit kink, phone sex, squirting, choking, throat training, anal, mutual masturbation, implied pregnancy, breeding

black !fem reader

word count: 4.2K

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"Is that really all you need, my love? It's no trouble send more."

"I'm fine, I promiseee, thank you so much."

"Of course. I went ahead and had your next two months rent taken care of and I put a little something extra in your account, in case you change your mind."

$25,872 available in your account...

and you didn't have to lift a single finger to get it.

these were the typical conversations between (y/n) and the man who had been spoiling you rotten for the past year.

"You didn't have to do th—

"I'll do whatever I please. And making you happy is the only thing I want. So enjoy."

Levi Ackerman, a renowned, billionaire entrepreneur that had amassed his fortune in

tech and stocks was one of the richest men in the world.

he was on Fortune 500 covers, Forbes 30 under 30 and a plethora of other magazines.

a genius in his own right, truly..but all of that started to pale in comparison when he met you.

young woman working in a department store, struggling to make ends meet while putting yourself through school..and by nothing more than chance,

this guy spots you while out shopping and just couldn't take his eyes off of you.

despite his wealth and the fact that he was goddamn fine, he was still very laid back.

he despised attention and didn't want to flaunt it to get what he wanted. But he enjoyed the finer things and he always obtained them.

Somehow, you wound up helping him with a pair of shoes and he was smitten after one conversation.

one thing led to another and the two of you became pretty close. That's when he hit you with a bombshell.

come to find out, buddy was rich! And not just rich, he was loaded. Naturally, most women would go crazy at the idea and become greedy groupies.

seeing that you weren't anything like that and being someone that he could trust, he gave you a proposal.

the thing was, Levi wasn't much for relationships but he also wasn't too keen on the idea of having multiple women in his life.

and he didn't want to take you away from your goals either.

so in order to keep you around and not have to commit to something exclusive,

he decided on the happy medium of being your sugar daddy; paying your bills, shopping sprees whenever you wanted, taking you on trips, buying you and your girls Birkins and Telfars..

it was a dream! Not to mention, he wasn't a creep nor did he proposition you for the sugar.

but it was because of that, you wanted to give it to him more! Some evenings, you just needed to be taken care of without money.

tonight was one of those nights.

riding in the back of a Rolls Royce, chauffeured by one of his many drivers, you were being brought to his luxury sky rise condo in the city.

just one of the four homes he owned across the country.

continuing your conversation, you'd cross you legs as you took a sip from the champagne flute in front of you.

"You know, you're too good to me sometimes."

"Nonsense. I'm the one that doesn't deserve you..but I'll make it up to you tonight. I assume you got your gift?"

referring to the lingerie, skin tight dress and message card he had left at your doorstep.

his instructions for the evening were simple:

something sexy that I can rip you out of...I'm feeling a little greedy tonight so excuse my bluntness..but I'm fucking the shit out of you the second you come through the door.

that had you on ten because he was never so brash. When you did make love, it was always soft..passionate and he didn't like to be so forward.

but that was out of the window. He was in a rare mood for sure.

it sounded as if he may have had a little to drink from the tone. But that deep voice was doing things to you.

"The driver can't hear us..means I can say whatever I want?"

he was grunting, as if he were indulging in some of the fun by himself already.

"Of course..speak your mind." and he did exactly that, dropping his voice to a whisper just to get you even more aroused.

"Because I could tell you to play with that pretty pussy for me and no one would be able to stop me.."

hearing him be so vulgar was getting you hot. "That's right.."

he'd keep that same tone of voice as he continued pleasuring himself on the other side. Meanwhile, your fingertips were gliding between your thighs.

"She's dripping wet, isn't she?"

he knew you entirely too well because you were throbbing through the seat of those panties.

"Mmhmm."

"And you're also doing that cute little thing where you bite your finger to keep quiet while you play with her?"

correct again! Taking a fingertip between the lace, you'd gently part them to the side so you could rub your aching clit.

just as he predicted, you were soaking wet and couldn't stop;? the opposite hand was around your mouth, trying to stop those moans but it was nearly impossible.

"Don't get shy now..talk to daddy, tell me what you want me to do it—"

interrupting himself on the hitch of his own nearing release. He had been jerking himself off and you couldn't get there fast enough.

but lucky for him, you wanted to join in on the risky fun.

parting those legs a little wider, you'd stroke your aching bud a little more; the friction sending tremors up your legs.

it was sticky just from his voice alone..you couldn't wait to let him get a piece.

letting those fingers dance around in your folds, you'd moan his name with a high pitched cry. Eventually having to suck your teeth to keep from getting louder.

"I want you to get deep in this pussy, daddy...."

"That's my girl..keep talking that shit to me.."

soft grunts with aggressive banter filled both ends of the line and the longer the drive went on, the more impatient both of you became.

"I want you to fuck the shit out of me..just make me take it."

"And who does it belong to?"

"It's yours..."

"I said who does it belong to?...Who's pussy is it?"

you were playing with that clit faster than before and it was taking its toll. A tiny puddle of your arousal was dripping onto the leather seats and precum was staining his knuckles.

you were trying to answer but the overwhelming lump was catching in your throat.

"Don't make me fucking repeat myself, princess. Speak up.."

focusing on pleasuring yourself and appeasing him was sending your brain into overload but ultimately, you don't both at the same time.

clutching your folds around those fingers, you'd squeeze your thighs shut and cry out..

"It's your pussy, daddy! It's all yours..."

the other end was soon filled with a loud moan, followed by laughter.

"That's my girl..now come up here and let me remind you why.”

you hadn't even noticed the car had come to a halt and you were in front of the luxurious building where he lived.

just like that, you had arrived...

—

when you made it to the inside, it wasn't even a full five minutes before the fun began.

clothes were scattered about the marble tile floors, including your dress and his silk robe.

he certainly made good on the promise of ripping you out of it all and giving you the best sex ever.

"That's a good girl..don't go down too fast. I won't be able to see those sexy eyes..go slow."

currently, you were kneeling down on your knees, ass in the air in front of his seat on the couch as you sucked him off. Loud gagging and slurping noises erupted through the air as those lips swelled around his shaft.

his entire cock head down to the base was covered in sloppy strings of saliva with each bobbing movement. That's what he loved about you.

for as well as you carried yourself in public, you were an absolute slut for him behind closed doors.

he could train you to his leisure because you were so obedient and submissive and he loved that.

with a hand pressing gently to the top of your head, he'd guide it down slowly, listening to the gurgling sounds that sounded so heavenly.

those fluffy eyelashes flickered back and forth, your gaze locked in with his own as you finally managed to fit him about three quarters of the way.

and to be certain he felt nothing but throat, he bound your wrists with those panties you were wearing earlier.

immediately, his own head flew back and he was in awe of your skills.

"Fuuuuck, baby..you swallow that dick so nice. No wonder you get whatever the fuck you want out of me."

and it was true. It wasn't the sole reason but it played a part for sure.

between your thighs, it was a puddle of dripping sex and you needed it quelled soon. Two free fingers ducked underneath and spread apart those plump lips and began to circulate your bud.

the moans of self pleasure vibrated around his dick and he couldn't handle another moment.

eventually, he'd force your head down himself and pound the back of your throat relentlessly. Breathing through your nose done little to suffice for his air restriction but you loved it.

bucking his hips upward, Levi worked those muscles in your mouth to his hearts content.

"You ready for that nut, baby?! Huh?!" his normally calm demeanor becoming much more aggressive had you hot and bothered in the best way.

feeding you a couple slaps to your face, he'd stare down at you like the filthy little toy to him you were.

"Matter of fact, come with me. Cum all over those fingers..stretching that tight little pussy for daddy..you did it and I didn't have to say a word.."

another one of the many commands he had instilled in your corrupted brain.

for a man that preferred his body count to a minimum, he was still a freak.

as he instructed, your fingers pumped that tight hole and spread the clenching muscles apart for his entrance.

but with a couple more strokes from both of you, the floor was filled with your juices and your throat was filled with his cream.

it was the perfect mess to a beautifully chaotic scene. Finally withdrawing from between those swollen lips, he'd slowly observe the aftermath with a grin on his face.

"I love it..just stay like that for a minute..."

(y/n) was exhaling with sharp breaths; strings of cum sliding your already painted tits and chest.

"You're so pretty, even when I fuck your face..did that feel good, baby? I see you made quite the mess."

brushing the sides of your cheek with gentle knuckles and such compassion in his voice.

"Yes, thank you, sir..I love when you use my throat like that, it gets me so wet."

the innocence in your tone and eyes didn't match the body language at all. He knew you needed much more than that to satisfy those needs.

waving you towards him with a finger, the man cockily patted his lap to signal for you.

"Yeah? Well let's see how much more we can make you put out..come here, princess."

hopping up, you'd climb onto his lap; back arched and knees pressed into the couch.

he'd examine that sexy frame as you laid in position. Smooth mahogany skin covered in sheen and sweat, perfect breasts with perky brown nipples, thick thighs coated in cum and a round ass, jiggling just for him.

lacing a hand around your throat, he'd tilt that head upright and make you stare at him.

"You ready to get even nastier for me, baby? To fuck me like only you can?"

nodding your head, you'd give the signal but it didn't suffice.

tightening your grip, he'd cause your face to scrunch up in pleasure as he laid more heavy handed smacks to the soft flesh.

"Answer me.."

"Yes daddy.."

you were purposely monotone so he'd slap you again and grasp your throat even tighter. Your shit was sore already but it didn't even matter.

you wanted it to hurt when he was done!

"I said answer me..what the hell was that?"

something about that mean streak of his was so goddamn sexy. Two more of those heavy slaps were given to you back to back and they made you yelp.

you were trying to hide the smile on your face but it felt too good.

"Ah!—fuck! I'm sorry..yes, daddy!" by this point, your tongue was hanging out of your mouth and you were panting like a helpless puppy in midsummer heat.

noticing that spit dribbling from the tip of it, that gave him an idea..

"No, I don't think you are..not yet at least." in a moments notice, you were flat on your back with those legs pinned behind your head.

he was determined to leave his imprint on you. What Levi wanted more than nothing else was to let it be known that you were his.

not in the sense of a girlfriend or by material things; he wanted you to be corrupted to the point that it left a sense of guilt and bitterness to even pay attention to another man.

that you can't even function without thoughts of him in your mind.

that adorable stare of yours was going to be his downfall but he wasn't going alone.

circling those fingers around your lips, he'd stick them inside and pump them gently in your mouth.

as you suckled on the digits, he'd also begin guiding that tip across your slimy heat, just barely grazing it.

"You have no idea what you do to me, do you?..looking like that makes me want to put a baby inside of you..make sure you never leave."

your sex was ever so slightly coating that head and he was torturing himself by not feeling more. But slowly, he pushed himself inside, only to withdraw completely a second later.

repeating this a couple times, he knew it was going to drive you insane.

"What if I just came inside of you until no more could fit?..would my good girl like that?"

nodding your head, you'd whimper around those fingers that were pacifying you.

"Yeah, I thought you would. So what are we gonna do to get that? Hmm?"

reaching down to brush a piece of hair from your face so he had a perfect view of your eyes.

"What are you gonna do to get this nut out of me and into that tight pussy?"

that thick cock of his was jumping from the force of his hips and it slapped against your folds a couple of times.

"C'mon, angel..use those words. I'm waiting.." slowly, he'd remove them and not a second sooner.

"Please daddy, fuck me! Please, I need it.."

while you were pleading your case, he was a step ahead; filling you with that dick as you requested.

you were tightening already and squeezing down with only three or so inches inside but he had plenty more to go.

laughing, he'd watch you struggle to take what he had already put inside.

"But can you handle it? I mean, look at you..shaking."

"So make me..make me take this dick..this is yours so you do what you want to it, right?"

your sudden boldness was the catalyst to his dominance and you weren't as ready for it as thought.

smirking, he'd place a hand atop your stomach and proceed to fill you up.

"Touché. Alright..if that's what you want.."

but that final push was a hard thrust that made your eyes go wide. He could tell the initial shock after months without it was a lot for you.

unfortunately, he had no desire to soothe you through it tonight.

reaching down, he'd tear that lace from your wrists and free you from the constraints.

"Hold those legs back then, because I don't want shit in my way when I start beating this pussy up. Understand?"

licking your lips, you'd answer right away and not a moment later.

"Yes sir.."

with that, he'd begin moving his hips. Bucking forward and filling you up.

he started out slow but with deep strokes. He wanted you to feel every bump, and take it as you said.

tossing his head back, Levi tried his damndest to focus but you had him ready to bust just that quick. From just a couple of thrusts, you were already creaming and the sounds were so satisfying.

his stroke game was something serious, you couldn't even lie!

keeping those legs pinned back, your toes would curl and you'd begin breathing heavily as he sped up.

"Mmm..so good..it feels so good." you'd look down and both of you watched it go in and out.

trying to handle it but that wet cunt just would not keep it steady. That was until he pressed down harder on your stomach and threw it in your guts.

those thrusts were faster and much harder now but you wanted it all. Burying it to the hilt and stirring up those insides.

"Fuck! Right there.."

"Is that where you want me, baby? Make it talk to me.."

that pussy was squelching and clamping all over him, which fueled the fire. The noises it was making were so hot.

that hand was back around your throat, folding your body up and those legs were on his shoulders.

your eyes were gridlocked and he refused to let you look away. He should've been the only thing on your mind.

"Oh my God, you fucking the shit outta me!"

"I can't help it, baby! This pussy is so fucking good..worth every goddamn penny.."

you were moaning and being completely vulnerable for each other but it didn't matter.

he then done something that surprised and excited you.

with your mouth agape, he'd spit down into it and let it slide off your tongue. He watched your eyes spark and a smile form.

"Thank you, daddy."

"You like that shit, don't you?"

giving him another nod, he'd just watch you take every inch of him with ease now.

"..love when my bitches are nasty for me..makes me want to—ahh!"

just then, he poured a warm nut inside of that womb, even though he was trying to hold it in. But there was no reason.

because he had more to give..you just had to take it another way.

slowing down for only a moment, he'd pull out and you'd squirt as if it were on command. "Shit!"

the mess that the two of you were making was worth the three month wait.

as you squirmed around, he was guiding your hips closer so that he could fuck you again. Little did you know...

"Yeah..think I'll take this next." your creamy mixture was dripping down to your tight little ass and the thought would not escape his head.

he didn't even need to prep it because you were so wet already.

amid your orgasm, he just pushed it in and you'd immediately freeze up. Watching your reaction was priceless.

slapping those cheeks, he'd make you place those palms on it and spread them apart.

he had never done anal with you but this sensation was insane. For both of you.

"Daddy...oh my gosh. I can't—"

"Shut the fuck up..."

he wasn't saying it to be mean, he just couldn't take it himself and needed to concentrate.

but you liked that side of him.

"Sorry, baby—I just...I need to focus.." chest rising and falling with each thrust as that spongey bundle of nerves grabbed ahold of him.

you were stretching with every passing moment and he was struggling to keep it together. Your moans made it much more difficult.

"It's so deep in this ass.."

"I'm about to get deeper, baby. Get ready.."

he hit his second stride and boggled down into the hilt.

you were creaming and slathering that dick in all of your cum and he was begging to cum again.

bouncing those hips off of your backside, loud clapping filled the room.

"Oh God!—please let me nut in this ass, baby. I'm begging..let me have ittt."

the submission in his voice was your weakness and without question, you granted his wish.

you'd let him do it and a second warm load poured into your second hole and he was practically heaving as he collapsed over your trembling body.

that was it..neither of you could take another second.

he'd kiss you with so much passion and love that it felt as if he were yours for a moment.

as if it were love..

when he finally caught your gaze, he'd crack into another smile and stroke your temple lovingly.

"Don't ever leave me, got it?..You're not going anywhere..and you won't ever give it to anyone else."

and he was absolutely right. "I wouldn't dream of it.."

rubbing his cheek, you'd kiss him yet again and assure that you were all his. No matter how much he blew on you..the love you made was priceless.

MINGI ✧ BOUNCY

Count this as me screaming into the void but

Something so profoundly cathartic about fictional universes like JJK is that they deal with the whole “child soldier” trope by having some characters who stand up for the children and their rights to be children.

Nanami Kento knew so deeply what it was like to have his entire childhood/young adulthood taken away from him, and he made it his mission to protect the “normal” people of society and the children who would one day fill his shoes, and that's just so close to my heart it's scary.

“Being a child is not a sin.”

de-stress

commissions corner: lesson learned

you always had a tendency to express yourself through fashion but your husband happens to not agree with one of your outfit choices (or your attitude) and decides, you need to be punished!

content warning + themes: cowboy!reiner, mean dom!rei (🤤 bc hello) black fem reader, calls reader slut, rough sex, bondage, clothes ripping, tit fucking, cumshot, spanking, backshots, fingering, spit play, creampie, dumbification, throat fucking, squirting, hair pulling, daddy is used.

word count: 6.5K

this is a commission for @naodreaming! Thank you so much for entrusting this fic to me. I appreciate your patience and do hope that it was worth the wait! Please enjoy 🫶🏾

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marriage: a beautiful conception of two people’s undying love. A bond binding two souls together in bliss for all of eternity. Some choose to solidify their unions with a mere court house appearance and the legal confirmation of a certificate. Others want to go all out with a ceremony, reception dinners, honeymoons..the works. But no matter how you choose to join together with your sweetheart, there is one thing all couples can agree on and that’s the fact that no relationship is perfect! As much as we’d like to think that it’s all sunshine and rainbows, it’s all about compromise, learning and getting out of your own ways. That much became apparent when one day, your husband of five years approached you about a matter that had been weighing heavily on his mind..and other things as well..

“Seriously, Rei? I don’t understand the big deal. It’s just a fucking skirt, who cares?”

“First of all, watch your mouth. I won’t say it again. Second, I care. No woman of mine is gonna be struttin ‘round here, dressed like that. What’s gotten into ya’ anyways, (Y/N)? This isn’t like you.”

“stay on it,” he breathes, arms circling around you to keep you on his cock. his lips brush against your chest, lightly nipping at the skin.

“satoru, i can’t!” you whine, legs shaking as you try to get off his lap. “‘s too much, I’m gonna cum again!”

satoru doesn’t even bother pulling out when he thrusts, just grinding his dick into you while he watches you fall apart. “you like it baby, come on.”

head falling onto his shoulder, he bites back a grin as he thrusts up. your eyes are rolling back, feeling him pound into you from below. you don’t think you can take it anymore, but it’s all you want.

he isn’t wrong when he says you like it.

your hands slap his shoulders, not able to do much as he manhandles you to bounce on his dick. “satoruuu, fuck, oh my god!”

legs shaking, he manoeuvres you to lay on your back. throwing your ankles over his left shoulder, he continues to thrust into your cunt, hitting your g-spot with ease.

“give me some more, pretty.” he grins, “you’re not done until i say you are.”

you hate how he’s so good at keeping you pinned, but then again, when he uses his strength to keep you pliant, you’re practically looking up at him with hearts in your eyes.

“what a slut,” he laughs, “you like this.”

you nod furiously, “mmm, i love it!”

moving one of your ankles to his other shoulder, he leans down, smothering your face in chaste kisses.

burying his face into the crook of your neck, gojo starts slamming his hips into you. your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

you feel like your eyes are crossing as he forces orgasm after orgasm out of you. your legs are quivering while he continues to poke and prod everywhere you’re sensitive.

“so good for me,” he says, breath tickling your ear, “i could have you like this all day, baby.”

he feels you clench down on him and he sloppily kisses your cheek, “i feel it baby, give it to me.”

“satoruuu, ‘s too big,” you cry, “i think ‘m gonna make a mess!”

he shushes you, calming you down by cupping your face in his hands, keeping your eyes on him. his thrusts don’t slow, feeling his release. “‘s okay, don’t worry—i’m gonna cum baby, where—”

“insideee!” you whine, “need it inside!”

he cums the second he hears you and you follow, squirting all over his abdomen. he drops majority of his weight onto you, feeling his cock go limp inside your cunt. he presses a kiss to your temple, praising you softly.

when he pulls out, he props your hips up with a pillow, keeping your legs spread so he can admire the mess.

whistling lowly, he thumbs at your slit.

your legs immediately twitch, whining. “no more, please.”

he nods, laughing, “‘s okay baby, ‘m just looking.”

You had one job.

It's to deliver Kento's lunch without being seen by him or talk with him since your ass thinks it's much convenient rather than arguing again. After all you turn silent whenever in front of a confrontation which Kento would always do like the mature man he is.

You had one job.

Literary one job, so why are you on his office's couch writhing with his head in between your thighs and a couple of bullet vibrators he managed to tape on your sensitive nipples

"still not gonna talk ha? Stubborn brat."

He muffled, sloppily sucking onto your clit that makes your back arched and your hips bucking up to his face practically humping his tongue. You huffed throwing your head back as you bit onto your fingers when he paused in the middle of you being on the edge. Completely denying you of your climax for the nth time, your cunt desperately clenching around nothing.

Kento is not the type of man to be physically affectionate in public, that's just not him but apparently he's the type to secretly fuck you on his office in the middle of the day the moment he saw how one of his employee eyed you down with that sundress.

"Nami- wait- Can't-" you can barely form coherent words when a knock on the door interrupted. Loud squelching remaining echoing through the room.

"oh so now you wanna talk? Too late doll. Come in." You push the edge of your sundress down, covering his head which causes him to chuckle. His hand sneakily grabs another bullet vibrator which he entered in your soaked walls. Your mind although fogged up from the ecstasy managed to glance as the door opened, his secretary shock and flustered immediately turn back.

"I said come in." With hesitation, his secretary entered, their gaze avoiding yours. Kento keeps his pace on your clit, together with the vibrations of the toys attached to you bringing you to pure ecstasy. Your crying, whimpering as you grip his hair pulling it which he didn't really care about, you just taste so divine..so addictive to think this is all his.

"sir- I uhh have gathered the papers that need your signature..I..have also contacted Mr. Yue from the.. Acnoba company and they agreed on testing and improving our new product with their help they wish to have a meeting with you tomorrow should I add it to your schedule?" His secretary's words blurred in with your noises, he so professionally pulled away keeping his thumb on your clit. His gaze never wavered from your poor quivering body, hungrily taking in the sight that intoxicates his mind.

"leave the papers on my desk, add the meeting with Mr. Yue to my schedule. Inform them that I am looking forward to collaborating with Acnoba and exploring the possibilities of improving our new product-" His words got cut off as you let out a whine when he swiftly took out the bullet vibrator from your cunt to your clit. His digits replace the toy relishing in on how you deliciously spasm around it relentlessly hitting that spot that makes your eyes roll back.

"also prepare the contract for the collaboration of the- oh." He turned silent as you arched your back hiding your face as you squirt all over him. From his fingers to his face... A second of silence passed, his secretary not being able to handle the situation excuse themselves.

"mmm, bad move doll."

fwb!suguru who knew he wanted to fuck when he first laid eyes on you. then wanted to take you out to endless dinners to chat his ears off when he first spoke to you.

fwb!suguru who grew to like you without fucking you, almost forgot it was what he wanted you for – a life together or a night together?

fwb!suguru whose dick got painfully hard when you taunted him, rolled your eyes at him or outwitted him. he lived for your sassiness.

fwb!suguru who happened to fuck you on a random night unexpectedly and it changed the trajectory of his life.

fwb!suguru who stayed after every dick appointment. cuddled with you on the bed, watched movies or your favourite TV show, ordered take out and held you in his arms till you both inevitably fell asleep.

fwb!suguru who couldve sworn he wasn't in love with you. he would still fuck other people (and then come back to you, poor baby was thinking of you the whole time)

fwb!suguru whose grown accustomed to your presence. he calls you when he isn't feeling okay, you call him when something bothers you. he's grown used to you telling him all about work, how you got your nails done, how you saw a cute cat near your apartment. trivial details, which coming from anyone else he would hang up, but he looks forward to them with you.

fwb!suguru who eventually stops fucking other people and is just your man, without you knowing.

fwb!suguru who is determined to mark you up in placed people will notice. your neck, your thighs, your collarbones.

fwb!suguru who believes in giving you his all. all of his long girthy dick that pumps you full it should be criminal, his long slim fingers that have made you orgasm so often and hit that deep spot with unbeat ease, his long tounge... oh god his tounge. he thinks maybe even his long life ahead is yours too, all yours. his little kids too maybe? he doesn't like to think too much about that.

fwb!suguru who has to have your pussy checked with his tounge daily. he has to lap up your insides no matter any circumstances. his voice purrs across your body when he talks you through your orgasm.

fwb!suguru who gets sick at the thought of you sitting so pretty for another man when you tell him you're going on a date. suguru who looks so disturbed at the thought of another man even looking at his pretty girl who isn't really his.

fwb!suguru who takes you to corporate events just so he can call you his girlfriend, even if it's just pretend. when you question him it's always "easier explanation than a friend i fuck on the regular, isn't it?"

fwb!suguru who knows how you like your coffee in the morning. he knows what you like for breakfast, your comfort food, your hobbies, your favourite movies, your least favourite movies, your icks, your past. he knows you like he knows himself. he thinks of you when he passes your favourite cafe, he texts you when he sees something in the colour you like.

fwb!suguru who is sure he hasn't felt this way before, who is so vulnerable with you that it scares the shit out of him.

fwb!suguru who is afraid, angered at everything about you. he's angry at how you lull him into a sense of security, how you hold him, how sweet your voice sounds when you call him by his name, how you take care of him, how you listen to him. he hates how your pussy clenches his dick for dear life, milking it dry and how you never let a drop of his cum go to waste, licking it up like a little slut. he's fearful too. about losing you. about where loving you the way he does leads. loving you? wait. he loves you? fuck. fuck. fuck. this hasn't been according to plan at all.

with your head shoved into the pillow, your hand reaches back, lightly pushing at his stomach.

“mmph—give me a second, ohh—”

eyes rolling back into your head, you hand drops as he swings his hips harder, relentlessly prodding at that one spot in your cunt.

“kento!” you squeal, voice muffled and legs shaking, “i’m gonna cum again!”

he shushes you softly, a hand running down the curve of your ass. “i know baby, it’s okay.”

you shake your head, “‘m gonna die, ken—”

he laughs, watching your body shake in tandem with your orgasm. he’s holding your hips in place and he continues, pace never faltering. “you’re okay, sweet girl. just focus on feeling good.”

nanami leans down, kissing your temple. feeling his weight on you makes you drool, the warmth of his body addicting.

“more, please,” you slur, body flattening on the mattress. kento pulls out momentarily, pushing your legs together and sliding a pillow under your tummy before pushing back in.

“fuck!” you cry, hands pulling at his sheets, “fuck you!”

his weight presses you into the mattress. his teeth biting lightly at your ear. “one more baby, come on.”

“cumming ‘m cummin’, you—fuuuckk—”

“yeah,” he groans, feeling your cunt clench around him. he thinks he’s gonna lose his mind. sloppily kissing your cheek, his hand reaches up to grab your jaw, “you’re gonna make me cum sweet girl—where do you want it?”

“inside, please, i need it so bad.” you whine, turning your head to kiss him.

“you’re gonna kill me,” he mumbles, thrusting with a different fervour before dropping most of his weight on you, groaning in your ear.

“take it, baby, ‘s all yours.” you moan as you feel him filling you up, eyes almost crossing at the feeling.

nanami rolls off you momentarily, tucking your hair behind your ear and watching you catch your breath. he breathes out a chuckle, “so dramatic, you asked for this, remember?”

you try faking a frown but fail, your lips forming into a smirk instead. “what if i ask for it again?”

a hand playfully swats the swell of your ass, “you don’t know what you’re asking for, beautiful.”

Every black girl is so pretty

*reblog if you agree*

ʜᴏᴡ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴊᴊᴋ ᴍᴀɴ ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇꜱ: ᴀ ᴄᴜᴍ ᴀɴᴀʟʏꜱɪꜱ.

thank u @slvttyplum for encouraging me to finish this <3

cw: cum fetish lol afab!reader, chubby!reader

ɢᴏᴊᴏ

thin and milky. selfishly, he prefers cumming on your face, smearing his fat tip across your lip, milking every last drop out to paint your pretty face. he is highkey into cum play, and will takes pictures of your cum covered face (with your consent of course!) to save for later.

ɢᴇᴛᴏ

fairly thick. he loves giving backshots so 90% of the time its on your ass. however the times when it's its not on your ass he loves watching you swallow every last drop of his essence. he has you trained to swallow every time his cock his down your throat.

ᴛᴏᴊɪ

thick and potent. this father of the year's seed is most likely to get you pregnant. his breeder balls are heavy and big, just full of so much cum ready to unload inside you. when he fucks you can feel his balls slamming against you. he prefers not wear a condom because he claims that they're "too small" for him no matter the size.

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ

opaque and milky. unsurprisingly, the thought of having a family with you turns him on, so he likes to finish inside you whenever he can. he never thought he was enjoy such an irresponsible act until he met you, with you're wide hips and full breasts. you were the definition of breakable material.

ᴄʜᴏꜱᴏ

thin and pearly. but when we cums, he cums a lot, kind of like a fountain. this man whimpers and moans like crazy when he reaches the finish line and is always apologizing for the mess he's made :(

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Levi and Zeke

rubbing on satoru’s undercut while he’s eating it or deep inside you… walk with me, you have to see the vision. 

when he’s not wearing his blindfold, his hair just falls, and it’s so fucking hot, but what’s even hotter is when he’s swirling his tongue around your folds and clit and your hand slides under his hair and touches his undercut. 

he loves that shit. the first time you did it, it sends chills then tingles down his spine, and his dick stood up, it was like a sensory thing, and he liked it so much, he felt like a dog. 

the only thing he needed was a “good boy” to go with it, and he’ll be living til one hundred. 

it was one of those things that only you did. before he met you and had relationships and hook-ups, no one ever touched his undercut; it’s almost like it wasn’t there, but with you, it was always there. 

whenever he went in for a kiss you’ll place your hand right there, while he was eating your pussy, it was right there, while he was laying on top of you, it was right there. 

something he barely paid attention to because it wasn’t acknowledged was something he thought about all the time because you touched and rubbed it all the time. 

any time he was missing you, he would always slide his hand under his hair and rub his undercut, and your pretty face would come to mind with all the memories of your hand on it. 

there was something so sensational about you rubbing on his undercut and your hands sliding down to his back. as much as it turned him on it always brought him comfort over time. 

even while sucking on your breast, his tongue swirling on your areola, his hands down your pants, and his fingers pumping inside of you, his eyes would flutter shut from how good it felt. 

or when he was deep inside you and his tip making contact with your sweet spot every time as he moaned and grunted in your ear as your walls clamped on all sides of his length, if your hand grazed his undercut he would cum. 

it’s like you had him under your spell.