I prayed three decades of the rosary for the first time in like six months and just... I don't know what to say but I'm glad I did it lol.
I find rosaries so hard to pray, but boy are they rewarding when I get it right. How about you?
woohoo!! that's so awesome to hear, Lofty! it takes a surprisingly large amount of effort to just sit down and pray a repetitive prayer like that, so kudos to you for muscling through it!
i'm fortunate to have grown up in a family where we pray a daily Rosary. since i still live with my parents, it's pretty easy to just continue the tradition when everyone else is doing it.
however, in the times when i've lived on my own, like in college or on vacations, it's just SO HARD. i struggle with feeling connected to God AND have ADHD, so the idea of sitting down for 15 minutes to fight against distractions and focus on someone whose presence i don't feel is difficult, to say the least. but once i do it (or at least pray one decade) it's nice to think that i've gotten a little closer to God, even if i don't feel it :')
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"you can take it."
nsfw. geto x fem reader. cw rough sex, pet names. characters aged up as usual
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suguru groans into your ear as he pushes himself into you agonizingly slowly, ignoring the way your thighs twitch and your back arches beneath him, your knees pinned haphazardly against your shoulders. your breath catches as he pauses for a moment once he's completely inside, part of you squirming from discomfort, the other awash with pleasure. this has been something you've thought about for a long time, and it appears as if he has, too.
he has you totally at his mercy; legs folded with your feet lolling over his shoulders, arms pinned high above your head, his fingers entwined in yours. he smirks as he takes in the sight of you, writhing and panting against the mattress already, despite having barely started. there had been an unspoken attraction between you for a long time; indeed, suguru was often on the receiving end of several playful jibes from satoru and shoko at the way you were around each other. both of you intending to remain stoic and uninterested, but failing miserably when you were betrayed by your techniques wavering so slightly, indicating your distractions. it only ever happened when you were around each other, and it didn't take the others long to put the pieces together. after a particularly embarrassing show of your technique falling by the wayside after hearing suguru cough, you'd cornered him on the way back to his room, demanding to know whether what he was doing was on purpose. he was defensive, initially, but eventually succumbed to his attraction for you that he'd been denying for so long. you hadn't resisted in the slightest when he'd pulled you into his room by your wrist and flung you onto the bed.
he leans down and grazes his lips against yours, teasing you into wanting more, and smirks as he lingers inches away from your face.
"this is what you wanted, right?" he whispers, not allowing you the chance to answer before leaning back in, tracing your lips with his tongue. the way his touch is so gentle is electrifying, and you can't help it when your thighs begin to tremble.
"you're the one that pulled me in here," you retort, smirking right back but silently cursing the way your voice tremors. you'd been rendered entirely immobile by him, and yet you still find yourself wanting to be the strong one in front of him. suguru shakes his head slightly, his signature bangs brushing your forehead gently.
"fine," he mutters, "you got me. gonna let me do this my way, or are you gonna keep distracting me as you're so fond of doing?"
you raise an eyebrow, wondering whether it's a genuine question, or a challenge. with a wry smile, you relax the tension in your back and legs, signalling that you're more than happy to succumb to him, for now.
"when do you ever not get what you want?" you ask. a look crosses his face then, and he wraps his fingers tightly around your palms, locking you firmly in place, and you feel pleased that your words had had the desired effect. his lips collide with yours, and soon your tongues dance together feverishly, each of you basking in the taste of one another as if your lives depended on it. suguru began to thrust slowly in and out, almost tentatively, as if he was getting used to you, too. your foreheads rest together as he establishes his pace, and with each thrust you grow more used to his size, falling into a state you hadn't found yourself in in a long time. suddenly, he thrusts harder, making you almost cry out a whine in surprise.
"c'mon," he chuckles, "that's not too much, is it?"
you bite your lip and your eyelashes flutter, realising that, despite pushing him as you'd intended, he is the one firmly in control. there's no point in fighting it; he'd won this battle. your lips part slightly to let out another moan, but suddenly you feel one of your hands freed, and suguru has gripped you by your jaw as his thrusts continue.
"I asked you a question," he growls gazing deeply into your eyes as he fixes your head in place so that you can't look away from him.
"is it too much?"
you can only whimper a "no" before his grip is removed, and he pulls himself out.
"good," he pants, grabbing you by the hips, "turn over."
you oblige and lay prone on the bed, the hairs on your body standing on end from head to toe, and you shiver as you feel him pepper soft, saccharine kisses from the base of your spine to the nape of your neck. his hand brushes away the hair from your shoulders, but he doesn't let it fall loosely against the pillow. instead, he winds the strands around his fingers gripping them firmly.
"be a good girl and arch your back again," he whispers, giving your hair a gentle tug. you do as your told, sighing at the silky tone his voice has taken on, the way he's ordering you around so bossy and yet so deep and rich and... calming? it didn't sting to follow his orders; a welcome change of pace. he uses his free hand to ease himself back inside you before resting it at the base of your spine to hold you in place, beginning to fuck you again.
"that's it, kitten," he praises, building up his speed, "stay just like that. take it for me."
suguru fucks you hard and well, and despite approaching your climax and feeling your thoughts cloud over, you can tell that he has wanted this every bit as much as you. there's a hint of relief, almost desperation, as he eventually lets go of your hair and digs his nails into the flesh of your hips, leaving puncture marks on the surface of your skin, little crescent moons of ownership. as you come, you push back against him, forcing him to buck into you and fill you up with his release, the sight of you making a mess over him coupled with the way you pushed him deeper sending him over the edge.
you both pant and float back to earth, and suguru rests atop you as you relax the arch of your back. you can feel the thump of his heartbeat against your shoulder blades, and take a moment to bask in the heat of his breath against your neck. once again, he brushes the hair away from your neck and plants a soft kiss, sending goose bumps rippling across your skin.
"so," you sigh, "you gonna stop distracting me now?"
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